but i still say that movie should be made

Alarms In The Heart (Damian Wayne x Reader)

A/N: Have some Damian! There’s been a constant flow of nothing but Jason lately, so have some Damian to balance it out! I hope you like it! I wanted to give you guys some fluff to apologize for all the angst in The Joyride.

Warnings: None

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Your breath hitched in your throat as Damian passed you swiftly in the hall. You hated yourself for the feelings that you harbored for him. He was your best friend, and you were sure he saw you as nothing more. Yet you couldn’t stop your heart from racing every time you were near him, or the strange giddiness that afflicted you in his presence.

You sighed lightly and continued on your way downstairs, a book in hand. You reached the living room, finding that the fireplace was lit, casting a warm orange glow across the room.

The pitter-patter of the rain outside was calming, and merged pleasantly with the crackling fire.

You settled into the far end of one of the long, forest green couches that surrounded the dark mahogany coffee table, nestling nicely into the corner where the cushions met the armrests, curling up and leaning into the back cushions. You opened your book and began to read, soon enough becoming enthralled in the story.

You’d been reading comfortably for about half an hour when you felt the cushions sink next to you and saw a figure from over the top of your book. Reluctantly, you looked up from the paged to see Damian sitting cross legged in front of you, waiting for you to notice him.

“Hi, Damian,” you greeted him pleasantly, giving a small smile and allowing the book to rest on your knees, trying to ignore your racing heart and the blush rising to your cheeks.

“Hello, (Y/N),” he returned, leaning back on his hands. “I’m bored. What are you reading?”

“It’s called Austerlitz, it’s really good,” you answered, picking up the book and showing him the front cover.

“Looks interesting,” he commented, obviously still bored. “Want to watch a movie? I’d say we could go out into the gardens and look for birds but Alfred won’t allow me outside in this weather.”

You nodded, smile growing slightly. “That sounds fun! What should we watch?”

“Grayson showed me a movie, but I can’t remember the title. It’s the one about the kaiju that come from the portal in the sea. The one we made fun of in the theatre?” Damian scrunched his nose up, trying to recall the name of the film.

“Oh! Pacific Rim? That one sounds good! Will Dick let us borrow it, though?” You cocked your head the the side and furrowed your brow.

“Who said he has to let us borrow it?” Damian asked with a mischievous smile.

You giggled in response, covering your mouth with your hand as you laughed. You could feel your face heating up and that damned giddiness bubbling up at that stupid smirk.

“Come on,” he prompted, grabbing your hand and pulling you off the couch.

Your blush intensified at the contact, and you couldn’t keep from noticing how warm his hand was on yours, and how his skin was rough and calloused, but his touch still gentle.

He led you up the stairs by the hand and through the long hallways of the manor, your footfalls soft against the dark hardwood floors. You reached the door to Dick’s room and Damian shushed you quietly before cracking open the door to see if anyone was inside.

To your luck, it was empty.

Damian turned around and began giving you instruction on what to do if Dick was to show up. “Distract him. Say you were trying to find him and…” Damian paused for a minute, biting his lip in thought.

“I need help with homework?” you suggested.

“Perfect,” Damian replied, wearing the same devilish smirk as before. “When I’m ready to come out I’m going to tap the door twice. If it’s all clear, repeat the two taps.” With that, he turned and entered the room, shutting the door behind him.

You stood watch outside the door, making sure Dick didn’t find Damian smuggling a DVD out of his room, smiling to yourself at Damian’s unnecessary signalling system.

A couple minutes later you heard two soft thunks from the other side of the door. You tapped your fingers gently against the wood and Damian quietly exited the room.

“Got it?” you asked as Damian checked across the hall to make sure that Dick hadn’t seen him leaving the room.

He grinned, pulling the DVD out from under his shirt and began to lead you back down into the living room.

On the way down the stairs, you tripped a few steps above the landing, and your breath caught as you were pitched forward, sending you and Damian tumbling down the last few steps.

It happened so fast you could barely process it, but Damian had far more training than you, and you felt him pull you into him as you fell, his arms wrapping tightly around you.

He landed on his back, making sure you received none of the impact. He groaned slightly when he hit the bottom, his arms still wrapped tightly around you.

You were blushing furiously. Your head was pressed against his chest and your legs were tangled together. When his hold around you finally loosened, you rolled off of him and sat up.

“Are you alright, bel- (Y/N)?” Damian asked, sitting up and moving over to you, scanning your face intently for bruises.

You nodded, casting your glance to the side as your cheeks heated up, trying to avoid meeting Damian’s concerned gaze. “I’m fine. I’m sorry I made us fall.”

“It’s fine.” He dismissed your mess-up uncharacteristically quickly. Usually he was one to hold a grudge, but he never seemed to be that way with you.

He helped you to your feet and you both went to the living room to watch the movie.

You turned the television system on and Damian put the DVD in the disc tray, pressing a few buttons to set up the DVD player.

Damian returned to the couch as the film began to play, settling down right next to you.

Your shoulders brushed together and you blushed for what seemed like the millionth time that day. Seemingly out of the blue, you felt Damian’s wrist against your forehead.

“Are you sick? You’ve been flushed all morning,” Damian inquired, once again giving you that concerned look.

“I’m not sick, Dami,” you told him, giving a small laugh. Your heart swelled at how concerned he was for you, but you reminded yourself that his actions were merely out of friendship.

“Alright,” Damian said, though he didn’t quite seem convinced.

As the movie played, Damian couldn’t help but find himself looking over at you constantly. It disappointed him greatly that you most likely didn’t reciprocate his feelings for you, and it disappointed him even more that you seemed completely oblivious to just how much he cared for you.

Somewhere in his mind, he had the urge to kiss you, right then and there, but he ignored this urge. He valued your companionship too much to ruin your friendship.

It was nearing the end of the movie, and he could tell you were getting sleepy.

Your head would fall slightly to one side before you shifted it back up and rubbed your eyes. He reminded himself to get you to take a nap once the movie was done before turning his attention back to the screen.

It wasn’t even a minute later when he felt a light pressure on his shoulder. He glanced to the side to see your head resting upon his shoulder, your eyes shut and your mouth parted. He gave the smallest of smiles and he could feel his heartbeat pick up pace.

He wanted to slap himself for the illogical nature of these feelings. Like he’d told himself before, the odds of you ever reciprocating them were slim to none.

You weren’t sure when you had fallen asleep, but you woke up drowsily, your head resting comfortably against- Oh. Oh dear.

You noticed that the movie was over, and that the television had turned off. A quick glance to the wall clock told you that you’d been asleep for maybe half an hour. How long had the movie been over? How long had Damian been sitting with nothing to do?

You looked up to his face as best you could from your position without moving your head too much.

His eyes were open, and his eyes travelled around the room, probably searching for something to end his boredom.

You sat up, drawing Damian’s attention, and looked down at your crossed legs. “I- uh- Sorry.” You muttered your apology. “I should probably- uh- go. I have some homework to do.”

“Y-yes. Father probably wants me to be training right now anyway. I-I’ll see you later,” he responded, standing quickly and walking away.

You sighed. It was nice while it lasted.

Damian made his way down to the cave and changed into his Robin uniform. Dick, Bruce and Tim were all there, Tim and Bruce at the console and Dick training with his escrima.

Damian drew his sword and warmed up a bit on a sparring dummy, trying to get his focus to shift away from his feelings for you, even if it was just for a little while. Despite his best efforts, his thoughts gravitated towards the topic, and soon it was all he was thinking about as he attacked the dummy relentlessly.

He had been training intensely, lost deep in his thoughts. His perception of time had apparently slipped away, because you entered the cave, carrying a platter, saying that you and Alfred had made them lunch. He could have sworn it was still only ten-o’clock that morning, but when he looked at the time on the Batcomputer it was the afternoon.

He sheathed his sword and made his way over to you, his heart pounding at the thought of what he was about to do.

You set the tray down on the table, starting to set out the food. You had just finished pouring lemonade for Dick when you saw Damian quickly approaching, a look on his face that you couldn’t read.

“Hey, Dami, I brought you guys some-”

You stopped mid sentence as Damian grabbed your hand and led you off into a secluded area of the cave.

When he stopped walking he moved to face you, his expression still unreadable to you.

“Dami?” you asked softly, looking up at him in curiosity, noticing that he hadn’t let your hand go.

He didn’t respond, his free hand moving to cup the side of your face.

“Damian what are you-”

Suddenly his lips were on yours.

You were shocked for a moment, but you kissed back, finding his lips surprisingly soft.

The kiss was chaste, and it was over sooner than you would have liked, although you were still having trouble processing that it had happened at all.

“I have wanted to do that for a very long time,” Damian said airily.

You stared up at him, still having trouble finding the words to say anything. “C-Can I kiss you again?”

Damian nodded, leaning down once again, and allowing his lips to brush against yours, his arms wrapping around your waist this time.

Your hands went to his shoulders and you stood on your toes. Maybe your odds were better than you had thought.


I know most of you have probably seen Thor: Ragnarok by now, but for those of you that haven’t, you should probably go see it while you still can!

I have to say, this is by far, the best Thor movie I’ve seen. And if it happens to be the last, well, I don’t mind (brb crying in a corner). But really. If this is the last Thor movie, it would serve as the perfect ending to the franchise.

I have always been a fan of Thor. No, it’s not because of Chris Hemsworth’s drool- worthy everything. It might be partly because of Tom Hiddleston, but mostly, mostly, it was actually my love for mythologies that made me appreciate it. As a lover of literature, mythologies have always been my favourite. And there’s so little about Norse mythology, that I was glad it got a chance to be made into such a spectacular, phenomenal movie, starring such talented actors.

With that being said, let’s delve into everything there is to love and look forward to when it comes to Thor.

(Warning: as always, spoilers ahead)


I did read an article stating that Tom Hiddleston admitted this would be the funniest Thor ever (I am using a lot of superlatives, I know. It’s just that great!)

And well, he wasn’t lying.

See, Chris Hemsworth is this unfairly, annoyingly perfect human being. I mean, he looks like a god, he can act, he can sing, he is a great dad to his kids, and it turns out, he can be funny. Countless interviews and even that little segment he did where Thor was taking a break with Darryl (see youtube video here, if you haven’t already: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R_mizUMlvUc)

So yeah, the beginning of the movie already had me laughing. (*spoiler content*) Thor was trapped in a cage talking to a skeleton I was like “wtf?” But what did it for me was when he was being interrogated by that fiery dude (don’t know how to spell his name) and he was swinging on the chain Oh.My.God. You would have to have watched it to understand.

The chain was rotating him around and every time he had his back to the evil dude, he would be like “Hold on.” And “I swear to God, I’m not doing this. It’s doing this on its own.” And it turns out, a lot of it was improvised. So bless you, Chris Hemsworth for your near perfection and humor.

 Of course, Tom Hiddleston also had his funny moments. One was when he was kidnapped by the great wizard, Dr. Strange. When he came out of the portal, he was like, “I’ve been falling for thirty minutes!” And I’m sure we’ve all seen the clip where Hela goes “Kneel.” And Loki is just like, “who dafuq does this bitch thinks she is? That’s my line!”

Also, ALSO! When Hulk comes out- Loki’s reaction is just pricless- omfg! You guys, you have got to love Tom Hiddleston for all the sass and attitude and facial expressions he can fit in Loki’s character.


Thor brings back familiar faces like Loki, Heimdall and *surprise, surprise* Odin. We even get a scene of Volstagg and Fandral there. But, we also have a slew of new characters. One, being Surtur (big, fiery dude I was talking about.) We also have big, bad Hela. And of course, Valkyrie.

Before we talk about the new characters, let’s talk about the old ones.

Loki. Loki. Loki. He has got to be my most favourite villain of all time. At the beginning of the movie, he is living it up as Odin and even builds a statue of himself. Of course, Thor (even though he isn’t the smartest Avenger) eventually figures it out. They have a somewhat happy reunion, before Thor asks for Odin.

Odin has been on Earth for some time, stripped of his power. He ends up in Norway (big nod to Norse mythology right there) and ends up dying in a sprinkle of golden little lights. Before he dies, he is somewhat able to explain about Hela ( who we’ll talk about later). But Odin, being Odin, he doesn’t stay dead and still appears to Thor in somewhat weird and creepy visions, and he’s sassy too. He goes like “Are you the god of hammers?” Well, excuse you All Father

Volstagg and Fandral. This is the part I do not like of the film. They were such lovable, lovable characters and Hela killed them without blinking. Like wtf? They survived this long only to die like that? WHY MARVEL? WHYYYYY. I mean, Pietro’s death is still fresh!!!

Heimdall. Our watcher has turned into some sort of Asgardian vigilante. He’s running from the law after what he did in Thor: The Dark World, but he also keeps the citizens of Asgard safe while Loki and Thor are stuck on the other side of the universe. Good job, Heimdall! You deserve a raise.

And now *drum roll*

THE BIG BAD. Hela. She is this combination of deadly (ugh duh goddess of death), jealous and powerful. Not really great for Thor, whose hammer is also destroyed by her. And to top it all off, she is the first born, not him. Ouch. Talk about living a lie. See, Cate Blanchett does a great job of playing this death goddess who revels in destruction and killing, but I think it’s the way that Hela is written that doesn’t really do it for me. She’s just so full of hate and wants to take over the nine realms. She is evil to the core, and so, there’s not much going on besides her being a powerful enemy. Sadly, compared to Loki and other villains, her character falls flat. I mean, even Ultron- who was a robot- had some twisted reasoning to all his evilness. At least she had a dog. I want one. All that aside, Cate Blanchett is still gorgeous and talented and I love her!

Valkyrie. I was impressed with her fighting skills, and even though she was drunk, she still won. Way to go, girl! She also feels a lot like a female Thor to me, and maybe that’s why they’ll end up together? I don’t know, but I think that’s where Marvel’s heading with these two, especially since Thor and Jane broke up. (Ikr! Just like that?! After everything that happened in The Dark World?) Still, in the comics, they did get together at times, so it’s not that surprising if the writers go there.

Surtur. Big, bad fiery dude. And when I say big, I do mean big. He is prophesised to destroy Asgard and bring about Ragnarok, when he grows to be as big as a mountain. See, but I’m not telling you if he succeeds. That, you’ll have to see in the movie.


The thing I’ve always loved about Thor movies is the relationship between Loki and Thor. It’s so real and raw and funny. They really capture how siblings act irl. At least, that’s how me and my brother are. I just assume most people can relate. I love how Thor has finally, finally learned, that Loki will always try to get the best of him. I also love how Loki will come to his brother’s aid no matter their differences. In the end of the movie, when Thor is sitting in his “throne”, I’m happy to see Loki standing there beside him. And that scene in the room! Where Thor was like “If you were here, I might actually give you a hug” and Loki catches whatever Thor throws at him because he is there! WAHHHH MY FANGIRL HEART


Even though Odin could’ve put it nicely instead of being like “Are you the god of hammers?” (see now, I know where Loki gets all his sass from. It wasn’t spending all that time with Frigga) It’s true that Thor’s power doesn’t come from the hammer. Still, Mjolnir was a character all on it’s own. I’m gonna miss that hammer. My most favourite parts of the movie were when Thor used his powers without the hammer. It was so cool seeing his eyes go all blue and lightning just zapping off his body. His fight scene with the Hulk was e.p.i.c. EPIC. 

He would’ve won if it wasn’t for that cheating Grandmaster! Seriously, dude? And then Thor also zaps Hela with a hella big blast and she flies out the window. DAMN. DAMN BRO. Thor kicks ass without that hammer. I wonder if it’ll be like that in Infinity Wars and what the reactions of his fellow Avengers might be. *insert smirk*

There were other great parts of the movie- the other gladiators wanting a revolution, Korg (omg Korg, I love him. And the fact that he is voiced by the director makes it even funnier). And the end credits! Goosebumps! I love Thor. I really wish this wasn’t the last movie. But right now, I’m really, reallyyyy looking forward to Infinity Wars.

Sleepover? [Yugyeom x reader]

request by junghoseokswifey The s/o getting flirty while doing the dishes was great thank you! 💗 I also wanted to cleanse my soul after reading that. So can you do a yugyeom fluff like it is his first time sleeping over at your apartment and you guys wake up and just fluff everywhere..Thanks

a/n this is such a pure request. I did this as a combo request sice their was an anon who wanted a pillow fort. Yugyeom is my babyy so I had a lot of fun writing this. Thank you for the love!! ~ xoxo JJ (p.s the image is not mine)

genre: (super) fluff 

You and Yugyeom had only been together for three months. But every second was like being in a fairytale. You went to the park for picnics, you held hands by the river, he won you stuffed animals at the amusement park, you made him chocolate milkshakes and it was bliss. Tonight the two of you built a pillow fort on the floor of your apartment and even strung pretty fairy lights across the top. Your plan was to watch a scary movie together. It was already 8:00pm and you hadn’t even started the movie. You were both so absorbed in playing in your fort and basically just looking at each other for the last two hours.

“Should we start watching?” You said. “I almost forgot we were even here to watch a movie.” He said laughing. You put on the movie and it was really scary. You kept jumping and hiding in Yugyeom’s arms and he tried to hide how happy it made him since you couldn’t hug like this in public or in front of his hyungs; but it didn’t work because his smile couldn’t be contained. “It’s not even that scary [Y/n].You’re such a cute baby.” As he says that a scary pop-up came up and he yelled “Oh my god!” And buries himself in your hair. You give him a judgemental look rasing your eyebrows at him. He returns your looks hitting you softly with a  pillow.

The two of you eventually finished the movie and were tightly holding each other as the credits came on the screen. He looked at you still cuddling you in his arms then he quickly kissed you on the nose, which made you blush. “I should probably go home.” He said and let go of you, getting up but, having to stay on his knees since the top of your tent was so low. But he then peaked through the blankets that formed the walls of your fort and into the dark living room looking out the window. “It’s kind of dark out there.” He said with a slightly worried, but slightly teasing voice.Well yeah it’s like 11pm pabo~” You say playfully hitting him. “Not that the movie was scary. But all the events happened at night and it said it was based on a true story so…” He looked at you and bit his lip, a habit he displayed when he was nervous. 

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Okay, it’s time for me to talk. I know, right? My stupid ass just got BACK from a trip and the first thing I do is go and TALK more? What a dweebo.  

But there is something I would like to discuss from an animation perspective. And that is, essentially, what the Powerpuff Girls reboot lacks visually. And one of the major complaints people have had, aside from the writing, HAS been regarding the numerous animation mistakes that the show has. Like the reboot or not, it has been noted for having several extremely sloppy errors per episode that would have been considered unacceptable even in a beginner’s class. 

But I don’t want to focus on the reboot or the way it chooses to animate things. Rather, I’d like to focus on the original show and how it choose to animate things. I opened up this with a clip from the Powerpuff Girls movie made in 2002. Now I know what you’re thinking, its unfair to compare television animation to movie animation, but we’ll get to the television animation in a bit. Let’s take a look at this clip for a minute first. 

First thing you’ll notice is that compared to modern animation, or even other cartoons of that age outside of Tartavosky and McCracken cartoons, the animation is surprisingly minimal when you really inspect it. There’s a lot of repeating loops, frames where only a single part of the character moves, freeze frames, and even shots where the character limbs aren’t even moving. Now its easy to consider this lazy until you really look at how the animation utilizes it. Picture a slingshot, pulling back as far as it can, until it finally fires in a sudden snap. That is how a lot of the animation in this is. It takes advantage of those freeze frames and minimal animations by using them as the SNAP of the slingshot, having the other more vibrant and extreme actions of the animation act as the pullback–thus, said freeze frames and minimal actions allow the scene to have more weight. They make the scene feel important. 

For example, when Jojo pushes Professor Utonium so he hits the Chemical X, the animation jolts to a stop. Everything focuses on that one frame of Utonium and Jojo, hovering by the broken Chemical X with Utonium staring at it in shock. Add to this the music escalating and the animation quickly shifting back and forth between Utonium stirring and Jojo running before this frame happens. Once all put together, this puts so much emphasis on that one moment that it conveys its message to the viewer: something important and major just happened. Even if you don’t know the show at ALL, you know that some serious shit is about to go down because of what just happened. It is big. There is no denying it. And the animators honestly did not have to do much to achieve it. It is made up of two loops (Jojo running and Utonium stirring), a short motion, and a single frame of animation. But because of the way the animators FRAMED it, this minimal way of approaching the scene made it have a massive amount of weight and buildup. 

Which leads to the second thing you might notice: colors. Something I’ve always noticed and admired about McCracken and Tartavosky’s work is that they both have a great grasp on color and how to use it. Let’s backtrack to the scene with Jojo and Utonium breaking the Chemical X. The entirety of the opening, while very aggressive in its mannerisms, keeps to the standard color scheme of the characters and backgrounds–UNTIL that freeze frame of Jojo and Utonium.

Immediately on that frame, the color scheme shifts to a red palette. And as simple as it seems to use red to indicate danger, the use of this color change puts even MORE emphasis on how very important that scene is supposed to be. You feel more weight in this scene in this red tone than you would in the standard palette, because red is a color that indicates danger. Stop signs are red for a reason–it is a color that can incite rage and fear. If this was being viewed by someone who was not familiar with the property of the Powerpuffs, they would be on the edge of their seat wondering what horrifying creation this man had made. Interestingly enough, this is also the first scene we see Jojo with red eyes–an subtle indicator of what’s to come and that this lab monkey may be more than meets the eye. 

And consider: this was all carefully constructed with motion and colors. A person standing to the side saying “We might want to worry about that guy, he might be a problem later” is not needed. We as viewers can gather that all from the animation and subtle queues given throughout a piece entirely fueled by its intense soundtrack…until it comes to a jarring stop, visuals disappearing and music stopping to emphasize the laughter of little girls. Well, what does THAT mean? The un-introduced viewer will not know. But the intensity presented in the scene will prompt them to continue on instead of leaving the theater or falling asleep. 

“Yes, but this is all the movie. Movies have bigger budgets. What about the show?” 

You have a point. So I’m gonna look at one of the earlier episodes of the show regarding this. Specifically, the classic introduction to one of the classic Powerpuff villains (despite not showing up much), Sedusa…or Ima Goodlady, if you will. Specifically, I’d like to focus on the use of colors–both black and red. One of the first scenes is when Ima, or Sedusa if you will, slams the door on the girls when they’re going to sleep (contrasting an early scene, but that’s more writing related so we won’t discuss that). The viewer is greeted with complete darkness, which one could easily argue is not too difficult to animate. However it ends up looking VERY good, because the dark screen is contrasted with the flashing ring from their phone. The darkness is given a reason to exist, and is utilized. 

This is utilized again twice more in the show: when they sneak back home, and when they finally catch Sedusa. It involves an almost film-noir esque setup with the accuser sitting in complete darkness and turning on a lamp when they catch the accusee, all shaded in a red palette against a solid black (along with a later scene including light blue). You get almost an art deco-ish feel from the layout, but more importantly, the weight of the scene is back. The viewer feel like something big and threatening is going to happen when the girls are caught by Ima, and similarly the viewer feels like something big and revealing is going to happen when Sedusa is caught by the girls. It builds up expectation of the following scene, thus leading the animation to assist the writing in its execution. 

One can tell that the people working in creating the episode genuinely knew not only about animation, but art as a whole. You feel the strength of the choices they made in movement, but you also feel the strength in the choices they made in color theory. Some of it is undeniably minimalist but the final result is that despite having perhaps not a stunning budget to work with at first, they did in fact manage to make something that looks very nice despite that. They had the knowledge to create something that had impact even without a massive amount of money not via cutting corners, but via directing the animation in a more experimental way that allowed more of the budget to go towards specific parts of the animation while still making the prior scenes look good. 

Ultimately what I am trying to say is that budget is not an excuse. Both the movie and one of the earliest episodes for the original look great, even when Mommy Fearest probably didn’t have the same budget as the whole movie. People have made masterpieces on minimal budgets, hell, people make masterpieces on zero budget. It is a result of how much the creator and the team actually care, not how much money went into it. And in thus, budget should most definitely not be an excuse for this: 

if the creators and team members truly believe and want others to believe that they care about the quality of their product. And to make this clear I mean this not just about the Powerpuff Girl reboot but about ALL cartoons regardless of when they were made, who they were made by, and the audience they are targeting. 

Yes, all cartoons have problems. Yes, the original had errors. But you can feel a heart, soul, and effort that went into making the animation for the original that more often than not makes up for those errors. I don’t feel that in the 2016 animation. I more get the feel that it was rushed out, as quickly as they could with no thought whatsoever in an effort to make themselves look good and to put some cash in Cartoon Network’s pocket. And that’s just sad.

Kindness || Theo Raeken Imagine

Request: Hola! Can i get a theo imagine where theo is sleeping in his car a the police came and says to him to move and when he was about to the reader appears and says that he is with her and after the police is gone she smiles at him and asks him if he wanted to stay and her house and he hugs her thankful + you can made the rest of it (them wasnt friend but after this them can be)

 Disclaimer: i read an imagine with this exact same plot and i no way am trying to copy them, i got this request so i’m just going to write what comes to mind, so please dont msg me and say that i copied it from someone! Please leave request i write for Teen Wolf and Stranger Thing! Love y'all

Its been a few weeks after everyone defeated the ghost riders. Stiles left Beacon Hills to go to his dream college while everyone else stayed behind. Including Theo, and if you’re thinking about it, you’re not sure where he is. Maybe he did leave Beacon Hills for good or maybe he didn’t.

 You had mixed feelings about the boy, one moment he was trying to tear your pack apart and kill your alpha and the next he’s trying to help everyone and save them. Maybe after he was send to hell, well thats what i call the place that Kira sended him, maybe he did change for the good. But you couldn’t trust him yet.

 Theo wasn’t your friend and you don’t know if he’ll ever be your friend. How can you be friend with the person that tried to murder you multiple times? One part of you hopes that the handsome boy changed, but you doubted it. How can an evil person be good?

 You were driving around town like you always do when you’re trying to relax and have some alone time. In this town with crazy shit happening every minute, it’s difficult to have time for yourself. You looked around the beautiful scenery around you and you turned the volume high and jammed to the song.

“Take me to your best friend’s house, going around this roundabout,” you sang on top of  your lungs, not caring if other drivers saw you. You moved your head to the beat and your fingers drummed against the steering wheel in motion to the song. 

“Ohh yeah, take me to your best friend’s house, i loved you then and i love you noow.” You screamed as you danced to the music. Moments like these were your favorites when you could act like yourself without anyone judging you or looking at you funny. You kept jamming to the different songs when you drove by a warehouse. The warehouse looked familiar and the car parked outside looks like one of your friends. Or so you thought.

You didn’t pay much attention to the car that was outside and continued driving while happily singing in your car. You glanced back at the car, an uneasy feeling crawling in your gut, but you shook you head and ignored it. You turned the volume higher and didn’t glance back at the familiar car. 

The next day arrived and you still had that uneasy feeling in your gut. You didn’t know what it was, but something was telling you to go in your car again and drive. Drive wherever you wanted to. Night time has fallen and after a long tiring day you decided to take your car for a drive.

 You got into your car, turning the engine on and you sat there, looking outside. Thoughts running wild in your mind, and one of those thoughts were about Theo. You really wondered where the hell did that boy go. Is he still in Beacon Hills? Did he left? You didn’t know and even though you two aren’t the best of friends, you still wanted to know if he was okay. 

You let out a sigh and started driving to nowhere. This time you didn’t turn the radio on you drove in silence, trying to know what this feeling was. Is it a good feeling, a bad one? You didn’t know. So lost in thought, you barely drove passed the warehouse. You slowed down when arriving at that abandoned building, but that didn’t what catched your eye. It was the same damn truck that was there last night.

 You parked at the warehouse, but a safe distance from that car. You didn’t know who it was and you really didn’t want to be caught tonight. You turned off your car and looked over at the other car beside you. You tried to see if there was anyone, but to your luck, it was empty. You groaned and let your fingers run through your hair. 

 A siren caught you off guard, which you quickly looked up and found a cop car coming towards your way. Shit shit shit, this can’t be happening right now. Your heart was pounding in your chest for the fear of being caught. You’re not suppose to be out this late at night.  The cop parked his car near you and you sighed. This is what you get from following your damn stupid gut.

 But to your surprise the cop wasn’t there for you. It was for the other car that stood there. You chuckled at the fact you weren’t caught and thanked whatever god that was up there. You leaned over to the window to get a better look to what was happening. The cop got out of his car and walked towards the car with a flashlight in his hand. You can see the officer looking into the car and start tapping on the window. Was there even a person in there?

 You can tell the officer was talking to someone and you wondered who the hell was there. When the officer moved a bit you finally saw who was there. “Theo.” His name flowing out of your mouth in shock. The officer looked annoyed and Theo looked as if he was pleading with the officer for something. Without thinking you got out of your car and walked towards them.

 “Hello, is there a problem officer?” You asked once you were near them. Both of them turned to look at you, one with annoyance and the other with shock. You glanced at Theo and back at the officer.

 “Do you know him?” The officer asked and you quickly nodded your head. You mouthed that he was a friend and the officer nods his head. “Yes, he is sleeping in this car at this place which is against the law. So i asked him to leave or else he is going with me to the station.” 

 “I’m sure that could be avoided. But no worries he will move officer.” You smiled at him and he looked at you before turning his gaze at Theo. “Alright, if i see him again, i will take him with me to the station.” The officer glared at Theo and he let out a scoff. 

 “Yes ofcourse!” You agreed and with that the officer looked at theo one more time before leaving. You let out a long breath that you didn’t knew you were holding in. Theo was about to say something but you cut him off, “We’re going to my house.” I told him, he stared at me with confusion. Why in the world would you even invite Theo to your house. But unlike him, you were nice and you cared for people either they were bad or not. 

 “You’re house?” Theo asked and you let out a frustrating sigh. “No, we’re going to the dumb because you know, i live there!” You said sarcastically as you rolled your eyes. You walked away to your car and Theo mumbled something under his breath. “To her house it is.” He whispered and turned the car on before following you to your house. 

 After a short drive you two finally arrived at your house. Your parents weren’t home for the weekend so Theo could stay without you getting in trouble. Theo awkwardly stepped into your house looking anywhere but you. You rolled your eyes and closed the door behind you. 

 “Alright so i have a spare room and you can sleep in there. The bathroom is right next to your room.” You told him and tried to remember what else you can tell him. “Oh and if you get hungry the kitchen is right there so you can eat whatever you want.” 

 “Why are you doing this?” Theo asked his gazed set on you. You looked over at him and shrug your shoulders. A part of you felt bad for him that he had no where to sleep and you couldn’t let him stay there like that. “C'mon tell me.” 

 “I dont know, i mean I couldn’t leave you sleeping like that in your car. You need a real bed to sleep on.” You answered him not looking directly at him. You walked towards the guest room and he’s following you like a puppy which made you giggle. 

 “This is your room.” You told him with a smile and he smiled back at you. He mumbled a thanks and walked in the room. “Oh and if you want to join me to watch a movie, you are welcome mister.” You winked, walking away from him before he can answer you.

 Theo still couldn’t believe that you would do something like this for him. After all the things he did, he definitely didn’t deserve your kindness. He killed Scott, he tore your pack apart but you still wanted to help him and for that he’s extremely grateful.

 After settling in Theo decided to join you for that movie night you told him about. He awkwardly walked towards where you are and sat down. You looked over at him and gave him the widest smile ever. “You made it!!” You exclaimed and Theo nodded his head not saying anything else. Theo couldn’t focus on the movie, all he could think about is why are you helping why. Why should a perfect nice girl help a monster like him. Without thinking he just blurted out the question, startling you in the process

 “Why are you helping me?” Theo asked all of the sudden. You paused the movie and turned to look over at him. “I mean, i did some horrible stuff to you and your friends and you still helped me. Why is that?” He questioned you and the look he was giving you was pure confusion.

 You sighed and turned your head to look at him. “You’re a good person Theo i know that and I can’t leave you there when you’re in need of help.” You answered him, giving him a sincere smile. “And i kinda like you even though i should not.” You giggled and looked down at your hands. His ears perked, a huge smile spreading on his face. 

 “So you like me huh?” He teased and you rolled your eyes, punching him in his arms. You played the movie again and you can feel Theo staring at you. 

 “Stop staring asshole.” You laughed eyes still on the tv. Theo moved closer and wrapped his arm around you. You can feel your face getting red so you looked away from him. “Thank you.” He whispered as he held your hand. You glanced down at his hands on top of yours and you look back at him. You leaned in a give him a quick kiss. 

Sometimes even the people who did the worse things deserve some kind of kindness. And thats what you gave Theo. A second chance

Little Dragons (G-Dragon)

Originally posted by hell-ogoodbye

Type: Fluff

Request: Hello 💕 I wanted to ask if you could do a Kwon Jiyong scenario as a dad on The Return Of Superman? Thank you very much ❤️

“Siyeong back up” you say pushing the small walker out of the way. The 8 month old had been at the VJ tent fingering up the camera as much as her little finger could reach from it. 3 year old Jiheon sat on the floor playing with his cars. You peaked into the tent handing the man a bottle of water “it gets warm in here"you say before heading over to the other tent. Siyeong followed you as much as she could in the walker. “Mom we’re home!” you hear as your oldest sons Jimin and Sangmin. They were 9 years old and coming home later from school.

“The camera people here” Sangmin stated as he looked in the cameras. Siyeong zoomed over to her brothers before the front door opened again and she headed over. “Look at my pretty princess” Jiyong coos as he picks her up out of the bouncer and kicks it back into the wide open. “Hello” he calls as he looks around with a large smile. “So I’ll be leaving in a few” you told him “you’re not waiting?” he asked as you shook your head “I made dinner then you guys can eat. The night schedule is on the fridge and then the list of what to do” you state “kisses” you call as bend down and two sets of lips kiss your cheeks “coming” Jiheon spoke rushing over. You gave a sad smile to them all “be good for daddy” you say as you stroked your daughter’s cheek before you headed to the door.


“Hello” Jiyong says awkwardly sitting down “I’m Kwon Jiyong” he glances over at Jimin “I am Kwon Jimin. I’m 9” “I’m Kwon Sangmin also 9” Sangmin says as he glances down at Jiheon who was focused on his toy “what’s your name?” Sangmin asked “Jiheon” he responds loudly “how old are you?” Jimin asks “8” “he’s 3” Jiyong corrects as Jiheon smiles. “At this is the princess of the family. Kwon Siyeong she’s 8 months old” Jiyong says standing his daughter up on his lap. “I’ve been on the show when it first aired a long time ago and also with Sarang. But now I really get to enjoy the show for all its worth” Jiyong continues “I gotta poo” Jiheon says ruining Jiyong’s moment. “Alright do you need to hold my hand?” he asks passing Siyeong off and getting up.


The next morning Jiyong woke up and quietly got out of bed trying not to wake up Jiheon who took up most of the large bed some how. He peaked into the crib on Siyeong before heading out. He quickly went to the fridge to look at your directions for breakfast ‘if you can’t make eggs and toast we have a problem’ he read as he smiled ‘Jiheon needs cereal and fruit’ ‘and Siyeong’s baby food is on the top shelf of the fridge’ he read as he opened it up. “This is literally applesauce with a baby brand on it” he says grabbing the eggs and jelly.

Soon the bedroom door opened and the twins made their way out “brushed your teeth?” Jiyong asked “yes” they respond “moisturize?” “yes” they finish as the both go to the fridge for a drink. “Hey are the little ones a lot to handle?” he asks “they’re both attention hogs” Jimin says “watch out for Siyeong’s walker” Sangmin continues. “And you guys won’t be back until 7?” he finishes “nope” they say together.

“Mommy!” Jiheon yells before a whine fills the apartment. Jiyong makes his way back to the bedroom to see Jiheon staring down at his sister who was wide awake because of him. “Mommy?” “she left remember” Jiyong says helping him off the bed. He bent down picking Siyeong up. “Pretty baby. Look at your hair” he coos kissing her face. She gave him a large smile as he carried her out to the table. Sangmin was at the stove finishing the eggs he left there “oh man. I’m sorry” he says “they aren’t burnt” Sangmin says grabbing plates and a bowl for Jiheon knowing the morning routine oh so well.


Jiyong became a popular dad since he started last month. After four episodes people were in love with his children. “Where are we going?” Jiheon asked as he looked around the car. “Petting zoo” Jiyong said as Jiheon clapped. He looked at Siyeong who was half asleep. Smiling he took a deep breath. “Siyeong” he called as her eyes opened wide. “We’re gonna see puppies” he says as she smiles. “You like puppies?” he coos “I like them” Jiheon says “yeah what’s your favorite?” Jiyong asks pulling into the parking lot. “Brown ones” Jiheon answers as the door slide open to the van “yeah? Maybe we’ll see some” Jiyong tells him as he unbuckles him from his seat before moving a cross to get Siyeong. 

“Daddy hold me” Jiheon says as Jiyong looks at Siyeong before bending down and picking up his son. “I wish the twins could have come” he said as they step in. “Look” Jiyong says as he puts Jiheon down. He helped Siyeong stand up letting her practice walking as she made sounds of excitement at the bunnies. “They’re babies just like you guys” Jiyong comments “I’m a big boy” Jiheon says resting his hands on his hips “sorry just like Siyeong then” he corrects as Jiheon nods. 

Feeling eyes he turned seeing people there with their phones “look it’s Jiheon” someone says as Jiheon turns “hi” he says waving at his fans. “He’s cuter in person” the girl tells Jiyong as he smiles “thank you” he says kindly. “Can I get a picture with you guys?” she then asks as he nods. “Ji they want a picture with us” he tells his son who walks over. Jiyong picked him up and got ready to pose. He did the cute peace sign before doing another “pick one” Jiyong tells him as the picture was taken. “Thank you so much” she said to him as he nods “have a good time” she then says as he smiles “we will. Say bye bye” he tells them as they wave her off. “I wanna see goats” Jiheon says as soon as she leaves “alright” Jiyong tells him as they went to look for the goats. 


Jiyong was excited about today as he had all of his kids for once “we’re going shopping” Jiyong says excited “why?” Jimin asks as he finished his milk “well Siyeong is getting too big for her clothing, Jiheon covers his in stains, and all you guys were is sports wear” Jiyong lists. “We don’t need to be in fashion we need to be comfortable” Sangmin comments as he picked up the plates from the table. “You know I was a fashion icon in my day” “and you drove fast cars, smoked, dated, dyed your hair a lot” Jimin and Sangmin took turns listing off. “you guys are mean to your father” Jiyong comments as he started to feel embarrassed.  

“Did mom make you boring?” Sangmin teases “mommy is the best” Jiheon says as Jiyong helps him out of his seat “well I’m going to introduce you to skinny jeans and dress shoes” Jiyong comments not really caring anymore if they were teasing him. He wanted to get them to dress up at least once in their lives as a family for pictures and what not so he could share his perfect kids to the world more. 


“Hey” Jiyong says as you walked into the apartment. It was roughly twelve at night and the filming had stopped for the week. He pulled you in for a kiss as you smiled “I like being greeted like this” you tell him as he kisses you again “you know the twins are kind of rude” he comments as he pulls away. “What?” you asked him as he took your bag “they were picking on me because I used to be like rebellious” he says. “And now you’re a suburban house dad” you joke as he makes a sound “that’s where they get it from” he tells you as you push him lightly walking into the apartment more. “You know I changed a lot for you, I gave a pretty nice lifestyle” he told you “being a dad is better than being some 40-something year old bachelor?” you ask “much better” he promises. “I made perfect humans, with my gorgeous wife. I live in a large apartment in Seoul. Drive a minivan. I still live pretty good” he continued “well we should ship the kids off to one of the other Supermen so we can have a date night” you say resting your hands on his chest as his went around your waist. “

Yeah? What would we do?” he asks as a flirty smile comes across his face. “We’d get good food, that we don’t have to share with tiny hands” you start “then we can watch a movie that doesn’t have talking animals or men in skin tight suits” you continue as he rocks the two of you. “Then we can sleep in without having to worry about being kicked by Jiheon and woken up by Siyeong needing to be changed or held” you continue as he groans “that sounds great” he says “then we can even have sex” you say in a different tone as he starts laughing. “Should we spoil ourselves that much?” he asks as you nod “one night every once in a while sounds nice” you say as he nods. “Then I can call up one of the dad’s then and the show” he states “good now I want to sleep with my hard kicking son” you say as he chuckles letting go of you letting you and him head off to your room.

  • Brain: Oooooh, what should I watch? I have a list that's several pages long filled with great, interesting and well made shows/movies that I still haven't seen.
  • Me: Sense8?
  • Brain: I've seen Sense8 so many times I know all the lines. It essentially plays on loop on my phone.
  • Me: So... Sense8?
  • Brain: No! Pick something else! I have a list that's several pages long filled with great, interesting and well made shows/movies that I still haven't seen!
  • Me: ok, I get what you're saying, but hear me out... Sense8?
  • Brain: what the- WHY?! I have so little free time, and I have a LIST that's several pages LONG... and... and...
  • Me: Sense8?
  • Brain: Sense8.

Thor Ragnarok (spoilers)

So, finally got to see this movie and damn it is worth the hype! My favourite parts, in no particular order;

1) Thor and Loki getting to have a real talk about their relationship.

Look, Loki is my favourite Marvel villain and I love his character, but I won’t lie, his constant betrayals do sort of wear thin. It was a pleasant surprise then that this time Loki and Thor really got to feel like brothers. Loki got to soften a little; coming back to do the right thing and rescue the people, finishing the prayer for their father, working together with Thor. He still betrays him plenty, but somehow the movie made it not feel as route as it had before. And there were some genuinely sweet moments; Thor saying he thought the world of Loki, Loki almost fighting back tears when Thor said it would be best if they never saw each other again, Loki being there physically when Thor offers him that hug. Loki got to feel like a real character again, and not just ‘a villain’ and that was great.

2. Korg

Look, THIS is how directors should do roles in their own movies. I love this rock guy. I love everything he said. I love the voice he said it in. More Korg. All the Korg, please.

3. Thor got to be a smart leader

Thor’s a great character, but he was in real danger of just being the ‘big dumb lightning comic relief guy.’ This movie let him be smart and funny, and that was so nice and refreshing. More smart Thor please. Also, eye patch King Thor. More of him please.

4. Tony’s tight pants. Enough said.

5. Hulk, a character study

We got to see more of Hulk as a character, as he’s both separate and part of Banner. It was interesting to get to have him talk, and have opinions on Thor, on Banner, on who he is and his own awareness of his monstrousness. I’d love it if they got to keep that going; got to see Bruce dealing more with the fact he lost 2 years of his life, and Hulk properly interacting with more of the team, as a character in his own right.

5. Natasha’s presence

Look, I never minded the Bruce/Natasha thing. I didn’t think it was introduced in the most effective way, but I liked the pairing in terms of them both being people who are somewhat regretful and afraid of the people they are deep inside. I liked that they at least continued the vein of the relationship; that Nat is what brings Bruce back out of the Hulk, and that the code phrase she uses almost works for Thor. This was a fairly stand alone movie otherwise, and that was a great way to extend that continuity without shoving down our throats.

5. Thor, God of Thunder

More, please. Like seriously, this movie finally remembered that Thor had power outside of the hammer, and yeah, that was so rewarding. Another.

6. Hela

Cate Blanchet was always going to be a great villain, but Hela was fantastic. Funny, sardonic, powerful, and perhaps more importantly; she had a real point. Hela’s arc tied into the main lesson of the movie in a way not many of the Marvel movie do. She wanted Asgard, the place, and she was willing to kill everyone in it to rule it, and more, but Thor and the others on team Revengers knew what Odin did; that Asgard was it’s people.

7. Valkyrie

Excellent performance by Tessa Thompson. Funny, witty, bad ass and yet also vulnerable. Her not quite flirty banter with Thor was refreshing, and her buddy relationship with Hulk was fantastic. Also, I want to know about that blonde lady who died for her. Girlfriend, please? I ask for so little, Marvel.

8. “Let’s do “get help”,” and its comeback, with Hela, “I am not doing get help.”

9. Just like, everyone and everything?

Heimdal being a badass rebel. Jeff Goldblum being basically himself. The melt stick and the lady who gave it to him. “Starts with a B-. TRASH.” Loki, as Odin’s, “shit” when Thor comes back. Odin mourning Frigga and saying goodbye to both of his sons. The unexpected Matt Damon, and that they got Chris Hemsworth’s brother to play Thor in the play. “That is so naked.” Bruce hitting the Bifrost. The intro monologue. I HAVE BEEN FALLING FOR NEARLY 30 MINUTES. Just, everything.

I’ve been a big fan of Taika Waititi since I watched The Hunt for The Wilder People, a sweet and hilariously funny story of 2 misfits who find themselves and each other in the bush. He’s got an absolute flare for work that is funny and sardonic and that can become meaningful in an instant, and that’s exactly what Ragnarok is. I’m so looking forward to more of his work in the future, and I very much hope Marvel gives him the reins to other projects.

Though seriously, the next movie better mourn the Warriors Three and answer where the hell Sif is, cause Mama needs her original warrior princess.

Hallo-weenie // Shawn Blurb

“Let’s go to the haunted house, Mystery Manor?” you grin and Shawn looks at you skeptically. “It’ll be so fun.”

“You’re so scared of everything. What makes you think you would survive a haunted house?” Shawn puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head. “I don’t think you would survive at all.”

“As if you would!” you scoff. “Let’s do it then. Let’s see just how far I can get without getting scared and grabbing on to you. If I make it through without freaking out, I get to pick our costumes for the party at Geoff’s tonight.”

“Alright, if you do get scared then I pick the costumes, deal? Get ready to lose as soon as we step into the place.” He smirks. So confident in himself. “I can’t wait to see you in a little playboy bunny costume, because that would look so hot on you.”

“Keep dreaming. I’m never gonna wear that.”

Shawn rolls his eyes and you push him against the kitchen counter.

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anonymous asked:

Yes!! do high!tom please

***disclaimer: i do not know what tom does in his personal, private life. i have no knowledge on his drug use or even stance on drug use. this is, as with all my other writing is, fiction. **tw for drug use


  • he doesn’t have a lot of experience with drugs, he never really had time to experiment if he wanted to because he was always working
  • but finally, when he does, it’s not what he expects. he’s been drunk before but this was totally different
  • someone at your friend’s house had explained something about “ingido” and “saliva” but he’s already forgot what each one meant
  • he doesn’t feel sleepy like he thought he would. instead he’s been reaching his hands through the IKEA shag carpet that your small circle of friends were sat on (he’s been doing it for 25 minutes but hasn’t noticed he has)
  • he thought he’d die of coughing before he ever got high
  • there was one rotation where he was coughing so hard tears were in his eyes and he thought he would vomit
  • (luckily you brought him a nice cup of tea with honey)
  • you lay on the floor together, his head in your lap while you gently let your fingers follow along the natural curls oh his hair
  • he’s remaining rather quiet but his head is exploding with questions and ideas for work
  • (”i should do an animated movie…i’ve got the voice work!! i need to call my agent”)
  • and when you ask him is he’s doing okay, he just lazily lulls his head to the side to smile at you
  • he reaches a hand up to cup your jawline. you rest your chin against it and let out a content “hmm” when his thumb rubs your skin
  • he smiles a warm, happy smile up at you. half of him thinking about how much he’s in love with you
  • the other half is focused on counting how many boogers you have in your nose
  • “hey babe, do you think aliens are ever gonna come and say ‘hello’ to us?”
  • and the can of worms is released and he’s suddenly talking a million miles a minute
  • “why is the US still on the imperial system??? only Myanmar and Liberia share it, so like, what’s the deal???”
  • “it would be so sick to hear what your dog is thinking”
  • “freckles are just landmarks of the face”
  • “when’s the last time Steve Martin did a movie?? i miss him”
  • “are tongues really fucking gross?”
  • (it should be noted at he made the previous comment mid-snog with you and then went right back to snogging so)
  • “why are you laughing?? i just said the word ‘lit’???”
  • “i should go see a chiropractor shouldn’t i? maybe i could PLAY a chiropractor” “for what???” “a movie, obviously” 
  • and in the cab ride back to your place, he’s feeling extra clingy so he reaches across your waist an pulls you as close to him as the seat belt allows
  • he has an arm slung over your shoulder and his head resting on it so it is level with your ear
  • he’s mostly just giggling about whatever nonsense has wandered through his head but occasionally he’ll prop his head up to leave a kiss at your hairline or on your year
  • “love you lots, i do”

even tho diana is a big character in justice league and the one i’d say gets the most shine - yay - the movie still falls in the same old sexist traps such as:

  • unnecessary ass shots - this annoyed me greatly god, we didnd’t have one single ass shot in WW. there is one in JL in particular that is so obvious it actually made me angry, and i’m pretty sure it was whedon bc it looked like a reshoot
  • its like all of dianas civilian clothes consist of cleavage shirts, everytime she were in a scene not in ww armor you could see her boobs - a big contrast to her wardrobe in ww
  • old fuck joss whedon also had to have a certain league member fall into her boobs a la bruce banner and black widow in avengers 2 bc why not right? 12 yo boys will find that hilarious
Draw Me Like One of Your French Girls

Description: Steve Rogers picks up the pencil again and you’re curious to see the object of his latest sketch.  (fluff)

Word Count: 652

Warnings: your teeth might rot out of your head

Originally posted by natashasromanoff

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The Bourne series has a weird place in the action genre. Most series that have lasted this long (The Bourne Identity came out in 2002, and death will come for us all one day) go through some period of reinvention. Fast & Furious went from a street-racing orgy to a parade of increasingly ludicrous heists. The X-Men series introduced a cast of mutants, and then introduced those mutants again but younger and in a different timeline … maybe? But The Bourne Awesome Noun has always been about Jason Bourne and the various ways that he’s committed tax evasion and murder.

It’s a cool concept: A dude slowly unravels his memories of being part of a giant CIA conspiracy, and uses that knowledge, along with his sweet punching skills, to try to take the multitude of evil programs down. But it’s also alienating after the second hour. Because never once do the Bourne films try to start from scratch. No, they go the anime route, wherein you have to remember years of history, but also: You know that guy whom you thought was the big bad guy? Well, there’s ANOTHER guy who’s even bigger than him, and HE’S the guy we now need to be worried about. It turns the films into a montage of actors in suits reacting to Jason Bourne with their best “I knew it …” faces on.

And it can only go deeper, as long as they stay on their current path. Jason Bourne can never say, “Well, that’s it. I stopped the CIA. The whoooole thing.” And that aspect doesn’t need to be dropped totally. The lingering shadow of his past should always hang over him, preventing him from any kind of normal career in banking or YouTube. But remember 2008’s Rambo, the movie in which Stallone grabbed a gun on the back of a jeep and mowed down nameless people for nearly a day?

Remember how that movie didn’t necessarily bring up the plot points of the first few Rambo movies, but definitely still made it clear that Rambo had seen some shit? Jason Bourne needs that kind of fresh start.

Star Wars Minus The Force: 5 Series That Need To Branch Out

@jonxsansafanfiction All Hallow’s Week - day 1: autumn 

Sansa strides down the cobbled streets, her brown thigh high boots crunching on the crisp leaves scattered across the ground,  her face nestled into the knitted burgundy scarf around her neck. 

No place can compare to Stratford-upon-Avon during autumn. The picturesque villages, bouts of countryside bursting with shades of reds, yellows, browns and oranges and babbling brooks and flowing rivers meandering through, quaint hang-outs from book shops to museums, coffee shops to pubs. 

As a second year student at London College of Fashion, Sansa has adjusted to the hustle and bustle of city life and come to appreciate the limitless shops where she can quite literally shop ‘til she drops, along with the constant goings on that make it impossible to ever be bored. 

But nothing can quite compare to her hometown and she lives for the times she is able to visit. The peace, tranquility and beauty here is second to none and Sansa feels immediately more at ease just for being back. 

Entering her favourite coffee shop, she heads straight for the counter and greets the barista with a friendly smile. 

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Dear CP: “You wouldn’t Understand....”

As I get older, I become more aware of how people look at me as if I am a child who doesn’t know anything.
All my life, I’ve been looked down on and treated as if I am not as smart as I am.
I’m disabled so that must mean I’m stupid, right CP?
I grew up thinking I was dumb and learning disabled because I was put into special education classes. Because I didn’t learn the way others did.
Because I was terrible at math.
(I found out when I was older that many people with CP struggle with math. I never knew!)
It took me a long time to realize I actually am a smart person.
I am creative. I have great problem-solving skills and, despite struggling with it as a child, I love reading and read a lot!
But still, I am treated as if I’m dumb. As if I don’t really understand anything. Because I have Cerebral Palsy. Because I don’t have the same struggles and responsibilities as adults my age.
How could I possibly understand?

I think the idea that I don’t understand comes from being infantilized.
I’ve talked about this before, CP.
Disabled people are often seen as children because of their disabilities and therefore are treated as children.
This is also to blame for why people think I can’t comprehend things.  
They see me as a child.
A child who still has a lot to learn.

Let’s talk about learning.
When I think about people treating me like an ignorant child, I think of a few specific moments.
First was my 12th grade year, a few months before graduation.
At the time, I was involved in a program where students could work as teacher-aids for learning/physically disabled students, and Para classrooms.
We were called T.I.E.S, and for one class block a day we were assigned to a student or a classroom. We would sit in on the student’s class and help them read and comprehend their work, or help them with any sort of accommodations they needed to participate in class.
The T.I.E.S program was a big deal.
To even fill out an application, you had to have good attendance and good grades.
If your application was approved, you then had to be interviewed by the T.I.E.S program leader and they would decide if you got “The Job” or not, and what type of classroom you would be assigned to.

I was assigned to a Para classroom where I acted as a teacher-aide and helped assist several students with a range of disabilities.
As part of our “final exam” for the program, we had to write a 10-page research paper on any disability we chose. I, of course, chose to write on Cerebral Palsy.  
It just so happened that my special education teacher was the head of the ties program, so every day during my special ed class period, I would go into her classroom and work on my paper.
I took it very seriously and spent months doing research, editing, using proper medical terminology, and making it the best paper it could be.  When I was finished, I asked my teacher, the T.I.E.S leader, to proofread my paper before I turned in my final copy.
I will never forget the day she returned my paper, CP.

She sat down next to me and after reviewing a few grammatical errors she looked me right in the eye and said, “This is a really smart paper.” I beamed inside. “Did you plagiarize it?”
My heart fell. I stared at her confused. She had watched me sit in her classroom for months, writing this paper myself.
“No, I didn’t plagiarize it,” I told her, truthfully.
Still, she didn’t believe me. She continued to question me. Did I know I couldn’t copy and paste research? Did I re-word my findings? Then how did I know how to use correct medical terminology like the terms in my paper?
I continued to defend myself the best I could until finally, she said, “Are you aware I can submit this paper and have it checked for plagiarism?”
It hit me like a slap in the face. She didn’t believe I was capable enough to write this paper on my own. I was a special education student in her classroom. This paper was too smart to be my own.
She couldn’t believe it, so she threatened to report me for plagiarizing.

I felt so defeated CP. It didn’t matter that I had written my paper about you. That I had grown up with you and knew you from the inside out because I was raised to be able to talk about you. It didn’t matter that I knew those medical terms because I had grown up hearing doctors use them around me.
I was just a special education student.
I could not be this smart on my own.  

In the end, I was not given the grade that I deserved on the paper.

This happens all the time, CP.
People don’t believe you are capable enough. You’re disabled you can’t possibly be this smart.
“Wow, this is great. Who helped you?” Because their first reaction is always that you must have had help. Disabled people can’t possibly be smart, right?
Now you sound like the stupid person.

And if I try to defend myself? If I even act confident and say I’m smart…
I’m laughed at and told I’m “full of myself” or they say I act like a “know-it-all.”
I grew up being made to feel like I was dumb, CP, and if I dare to speak out and have confidence, or feel smart now, I am conceited.  

Similarly, a few years later, I was taking a child development class in college.
As someone who grew up with much younger siblings, I’ve learned some things about child development. However, my teacher only saw me as a young girl who acted like she knew everything.
One day, we were having a group discussion.
I remember I raised my hand to shared something I had experienced on the subject.
My teacher laughed in my face, in front of the class, and said, “you have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I was humiliated.
Many of my classmates were older, child care workers, or parents themselves.
And even though I was 22 at the time, everyone looked at me like I was some disabled teenage girl, who had never experienced anything and knew nothing of raising a child.
My opinions and insight never mattered because “I couldn’t possibly understand.”

They never asked how I learned those things. They never thought to ask about my experiences or understand how they may have taught me things along the way.
I’m just a child playing adult.
I’m not smart enough to know these things.

CP, having a disability doesn’t mean that you are not smart, or you can’t learn. Even if you learn differently, or slower than most. You still learn, and you continue to learn throughout your life!
Having a disability doesn’t mean that you can’t learn from others, or from books, or the internet.
Our experiences and our knowledge as disabled people are still valid, no matter where that knowledge comes from.
We can learn! We can teach! And we should be able to share our knowledge without being laughed at or degraded because people think we are not smart enough to possess that knowledge in the first place.

If I told you I know that The Titanic sank on April 15th, 1912, would you laugh at me and say, “how could you possibly know that!”  
I know it because I went to the library and read books about The Titanic. I know it because they made movies about it. I know it because I’ve heard that date repeated online, by people, in books, and in movies.
I know it because I learned it.

I’m done being shamed for having confidence in my knowledge and being laughed at for speaking about something I know.
I am done dumbing myself down and being made to feel stupid because people think being disabled means you can’t be smart.

Dear CP:
Yes, I am disabled,
but I am not stupid!


Missed Communication (Bucky x Reader)

A/N: Based off of something I messaged @courtneychicken​ at 4 in the morning. Obviously when I have my best ideas. I know I said I would try to include some of my typical slang, but it doesn’t come across as much when I’m writing. I did use the term wicked though. That is an extremely Rhode Islander thing to say. Btw this is all from Bucky’s perspective.

Tags: @thecupcakeconsumer

Warnings: I’m a huge nerd. That should be obvious, but just incase you’re new here. Also I have the mouth of a handsome sailor, so language.

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

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You know, I figured people would do this (there were already posts about it before we even knew if Atem was coming back for real or not) but it still annoys me so much.

I mean I get some people didnt want him to come back for whatever reason, that’s fine but saying that it robbed Yugi of his rightful place is just… so wrong??? in my opinion. Like yes, that could have happened. Like I even made a post about it last year I think, about how it’s possible to handle Atem’s return in a way that overshadows Yugi but it’s also possible to not do that and we should give the movie a chance to see which road they decide to take. And honestly, I dont see how what happened could be considered as the first option at all.

For one thing, looking at the most practical physical aspect - Yugi fought three duels in a row, the last of which was a shadow game sapping him of his life force/energy. And he got knocked around so much in the first duel alone, let alone facing Kaiba afterwards who is not an easy opponent to deal with on a good day (and that was definitely not one of his good days). The kid isnt made of stone. I imagine even Atem would have been having diffuclties by that point. Hell, he did have difficulties - when he was in his own body in the Memory World and was fighting Bakura constantly, he too needed Yugi and co and all his priests dying/giving him their ba/ka to help him restore his energy (which actually now that I’m thinking about it, is an amazing parallel and I need to make a seperate post to properly express how it makes me feel, goddamn this ship will be the death of me). So Yugi passing out after all that? Seems a pretty logical thing to do. Especially since he wasnt even using any additional magical powers or anyone else’s energy to keep going.

Secondly, from a character development perspective - Yugi was the boss. This is the kid who couldnt stand in front of crowds without doing an awkward robot walk, stammering and blushing like crazy - and this same kid now not only has no problem dueling in a high-stakes duel in front of the whole city but also has no problem telling the guy who bascially owns said city to back the fuck off. Honestly, how many characters do you think would have the balls to look Seto Kaiba in the eye and say what Yugi said with the full intention of following through on those words? And to have Kaiba actually listen to them?

Not to mention that he’s also doing the speech at their graduation and he looks perfectly at ease with it.

Yugi has grown so much as a character and the movie showed that so well. He’s living his life, he has plans for the future, he’s confident and still sweet, he can now freely and easily stand up for the things and people he cares about, he believes in himself, he’s willing to fight to the end and not give up even when things look doomed… like how does Atem coming at the literal last second to help out ruin any of that? Or take away from Yugi’s spotlight? Because Yugi was supposed to save the world alone? Does that even make sense when the entire core theme of the show is that you should rely on your friends and let them give you strength and that the power of unity and togetherness and friendship is what saves the world in the end and makes the impossible possible? Did Atem save the world on his own or did all his friends and family support him with all their power?

So for me that was the perfect way to handle both Atem’s return and showcasing Yugi’s growth and strength as his own person/duelist.

So I guess I should be productive while waiting for some news :D Here’s one video cut made by Japanese media that I find really funny (not sure abt you guys :3) It’s just a normal interview but they added all this dramatic music and graphics and narrations like a movie teaser :))))

[Narration: (dramatic music) And so, we asked him this question: If your ideal is 100%, then how many percent are you at now?]

Y: I wanna say that it’s around 30%.

[Narr: His own evaluation is 30%. (written) This is still no good at all!]

Y: I want to bring my potentials to infinity. It’s really fun to see how much more progress I can make. 

[Narr: The world is also moving, (written) I cannot stop here!]

An Old Letter

Summary: The boys help Donald write a letter to an old friend.  Written for Mickey Mouse’s birthday (November 18).  Happy 89th, Mickey!

Cross-posted on AO3 and ff.net

Donald drove up the driveway to McDuck Manor and parked his little red car in the tiny, out-of-the-way space that Scrooge left for him.  Yet another failed-before-it-started job interview meant he was home earlier than he’d expected.  He let himself into the house and started undoing his necktie as he looked for the boys.

“Oh.  Hi, Mrs. B.,” Donald said, spotting the housekeeper dusting the banister.

“Hello, Donald,” she said.  “Home early, I see.”

Donald stifled a cringe.  “Yeah, well, there’s always next time.  Where are the boys?”

“Louie’s watching television, Huey’s doing some sort of research in his room, and Dewey’s in the houseboat.”

“Thanks, Mrs. B.,” Donald said, heading toward the back of the mansion.  He could say hi to Huey and Louie later.  Right now, Donald wanted to be in his own space, and his own space was his houseboat.

“Dewey?  Mrs. B. said you were in here!” Donald called, a feeling of warmth and safety settling over his shoulders as he stepped onto the boat.

Dewey came running in, clutching some papers in his hand.  “You know Mickey Mouse?” he said.

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