Do you think Superman and Bruce Wayne compete to be named Sexiest Man Alive each year??? They’re both public figures/celebrities and maybe it started as no big deal and neither of them really cared about titles like that, even if they won them. But then Superman beat three-year consecutive winner, Bruce Wayne.
So then, despite not caring about it before, Bruce got kinda pissed because Superman can’t have EVERYTHING!! He already has super-powers!! So then he goes out of his way to dress sexier in public because DAMMIT he has a public image to maintain!!! and then he wins the next year and he’s over it
but then Clark hears from Bruce’s kids that Bruce legitimately TRIED to beat him out of this stupid title, and he decides to get back at Bruce for being so petty by beating him again
Next thing everyone knows, Superman goes out of his way to look extremely hot in every picture Jimmy Olsen takes of him, always flexing and flipping his hair. He wins the next year. So Bruce ups his game, and so does Clark.
And the biggest joke in the Justice League is that someone will call out, “Hey sexiest man alive!” and they’ll both respond and then start bickering about the fact that they both responded.
i kinda like to think Kent Parson used to have a teammate as a roommate so when he was first dating Tater and they were about to get nasty in the living room–Parse is straddling Tater and doing the sex kitten bedroom eyes routine and slowly unbuttoning his shirt–his teammate walks in with groceries and goes, “Dammit Parser, I said not in the living room. By the way do you want ravioli tonight or–holy shit is that Mashkov? Can I have your autograph man? Also do you want ravioli too im cooking tonight” and Tater just goes catatonic because he thought Parse lived alone.
[Pansy and Daphne are in Transfiguration. Daph is dozing off.]
Pansy [to Daphne]:
Hey, pay attention. McGonagall is one of the foremost Transfiguration professors in the country.
[still talking but is intrrupted]
Excuse me, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm right in the middle of a class, young man.
I know, I'm sorry, I just -- [Runs up to stand by Pansy's desk.] Pans, you can't just walk out like that. Not after everything we've been through. You just left. I was still in bed. I mean what is that all about?
Ok, you need to do this later.
I can't do this later. Pansy I love you. I love you, dammit! How many times to I have to tell you? God! Just talk to me.
Ok, out right now! Out! Just get -
Theo! What are you doing, man?
Get the hell out of here!
She's with me now. I told you that. Let it go.
I will not let it go! Everything was fine until you came along!
Oh, don't blame me because you couldn't keep her.
I swear to god, I'm gonna kill you!
Oh, I'd love to see you try.
[Theo lungs at Blaise. Boys begin fighting]
Stop it! Stop it right now! Cormac, get Hagrid! It's not the time or the place for this. Break it up! Gentlemen! You are losing control! You are in a classroom.
[A piercing police whistle blows. Into the classroom walks Draco, dressed in a British bobby uniform.]
All right, that's enough. Break it up, you two. Pansy Parkinson, you should be ashamed of yourself! Toying with these boys like this. They used to have pride. They used to have dignity. They used to have balls. Damn it, Parkinson! Give them back their balls.
Do you ever sit there and think about how far Mark has come?
Like, this is a man who before YouTube was in one of the lowest points of his life. He lost his job, he was struggling with his health, bad relationships and he was generally a person who could barely see the light in life.
When he started YouTube, he had no idea where it’d take him. He had no idea the success he would gain. He started it by a means of having fun and wanting to make other people smile when he could not do so himself.
Mark could never have prepared himself for the speed in which his popularity gained.
Mark could never have prepared himself for the first time a fan came up to him and told him they liked his videos.
Mark could never have prepared for his life turning around the way it did.
Four years later and here he is. Still doing the same thing but on a grander scale. Entertaining us, making us smile and laugh, still being mind-boggled when people meet him and tell him the enjoyment they get from his videos.
Despite the shit he’s gone through to get where he is, he has made it.
Despite the fame and success, he is still as humble as ever.
Despite everything, look where he is, look at who he is and look at what he’s done.
“I don’t think it’s very interesting to watch someone who’s incapable of feeling fear. It also removes from the palate my favorite character attribute, which is courage. If you’re not afraid you can’t exercise courage. So I thought maybe he’s a man withgreat fear, but despite that fear he chooses every day to attempt to do something about it, and as a consequence he is labelled “The Man Without Fear” by the people who see what he does, rather than what he feels.
One more thing about the end of season one of Elementary, because the writers did something quite clever here:
intentionally or not, they turned the trope “women in refridgerators” on it’s head. This trope gets invoked when a female character gets killed of to provide a male character with motivation, mostly the “They killed my girlfriend now I’m out for revenge” type.
The twist here, if you have seen the show, is that Irene Adler has not actually been murdered, but was Moriarty all along. She staged her own death to break him. And it works. And this is the other half of the twist in the use of the trope.
Usually when the villain kills of the hero’s love to get at the man himself, it leads to the villain’s downfall, because now it’s personal dammit. But here Holmes loosing someone he loves absolutely wrecks him, to the point that he can’t do his job anymore. He becomes an addict, and he looses two years of his life to his addictions. Two years in which Moriarty can prepare her crimes in peace.
Then, when he tries to build up his life again, as far away from London as possible, M returns to the picture. And yes, Holmes is out for revenge, but it’s not portrayed as him reclaiming something, but as a very dangerous situation for both his sanity and his humanity. And as the entire story gets uncovered, it only gets worse for him, because no matter how hard he tries, how much he tears himself and everyone around him up about it, he just can’t get to Moriarty.
Watson does, though. Because she is brilliant, an equal to Holmes, and even though she is emotionally affected by the shit this murderer pimp pulled on her partner, she has enough distance to it all to figure out her weakness.
Irenes death wasn’t Holmes motivation to get M, he would have caught M back in London. Irenes “death” was the reason he became incapable of solving this case till the very end. Had it not been for Watson, Moriarty might have destroyed Holmes for good.
One time, Changmin found Yoochun crying by himself while looking at the moon and all Changmin told him was ‘Hey, I know that you’re pretty depressed right now, but there is nothing we can do about the moon. We can’t just take it out of the sky, you know?’ and left.
I love your Star Trek fics - you capture their characters beautifully. If you have time would you be able to do a Bones x reader where they’re in an established relationship and reader has been sick for a bit and transpires she’s pregnant and Bones works it out and raeders in denial asking why and he’s like dammit I’m a doctor? Thank you 😊
Word Count: 951 Warnings: Getting sick Author’s Note: I love this. All of this.
•you feel like your hands are going to fall off from all the shopping bags your holding
•WHY DO YOU NEED 13 DRESSES???
•and why do you need 12 sets of lingerie?
•just kidding you knew the reason to that one ;)
•literally everything you said you liked somehow managed to be in your ends in a matter of 2 minutes
•this was kind of fun for you
•he has his usual bored expression on his face
•but he was really having a good time as well
•all you wanted was a new dress
•but it ended up with the sales man in the ground
•all he was trying to do was adjust the dress on your body
•but NOPE SORYU JUST PUNCHED HIM
•GOD DAMMIT SORYU
•YOU CANT BRING HIM ANYWHERE
•you decide to calm him down by bringing him to his favourite book store
•and he literally bought 24 books
•why did he need that many??? You didn’t know
•but wait he just read 3 in the car in the way home???
•long story short you almost died
•but had a fun day
•why the fuck are you in the pet store
•you’re here to buy new shoes
•but now you’re staring at a puppy
•"look, Koro! The adorable puppy looks like you!“
•"I will fucking end you.”
•that’s how most conversations went in that store
•once you finally dragged him out of there, all he did was annoy you
•oh look, a cute pair of shoes. Let me just bend down and-
•OH MY HE SLAPPED YOUR ASS
•YOURE BLUSHING PROFUSELY
•just act calm it’s-
•OH NO HE DID IT AGAIN
•so I guess you know what you did when you were done at the mall ;)
•at first, the two of you wanted to the mall to get clothes for winter
•but now you’re in build a bear work shop?
•"MC! Look! The bear looks like you!“
•the two of you started dressing the bears like each other
•and baba even bought a little car for them!
•"now you can cuddle the bear when you miss me!”
•you squeeze the bear tight
•but it mooed
•oH SHIT NOW HES CRYING
•"Y-you… think I’m a cow?“
•you had to reassure him that your bear mooed because you couldn’t help yourself when you saw that you could add sounds into the bear
•and he most defiantly is not a cow
•aw now he’s happy
•the mall day ended up being lots of fun
•"wanna come to the mall with me?”
•"you’re coming to the fucking mall me.”
•yup that’s how that conversation went
•and now he’s standing in the mall
•he looks over to grab your hand and
•WAIT YOURE NOT THERE
•HES FREAKING OUT
•oh never mind you were on the other side of him
•once you finished buying what you needed, you bet your ass he’s dragging you to the food court
•of course he demolished a bow of soba
•but he deserved it after being such a god sport
•well I wouldn’t say good sport
•but he only tried to fall asleep in the change room 3 times
The chattering of his own teeth was what woke Dean up in the middle of the night. It took him a second to realize that he was in fact freezing. He groaned as he opened his eyes, immediately finding out what had caused his discomfort.
“Dammit, Cas.” Dean cursed silently as he turned over to check on the sleeping man beside him, the one who was clearly hogging the covers, leaving Dean completely exposed.
Dean was tempted to roughly wake the ex angel up as payback, but when he looked at the peaceful expression on Castiel’s sleeping face, he didn’t have the heart to do it. After all, the two of them both needed to get used to sharing a bed, keeping in mind that it had only been a week since their relationship had finally upgraded from ‘I need you’ to ‘I love you’.
With a deep sigh, Dean attempted to subtly pry some of the blankets from Cas’ tight grip without waking him up.
“Come on, Cas… Let go.” Dean whispered in encouragement as he tugged.
After a good five minutes Dean succeeded, and he draped some of the blankets over himself, planning to go back to sleep.
Dean was already dozing off again, when Castiel suddenly started snoring. The exasperated groan that Dean let out didn’t wake Cas up; instead, the snores got louder. On top of that, Castiel rolled over, pulling all of the blankets with him once again.
“That’s it, enough!” Dean huffed, frustrated because his boyfriend seemed to be the most impossible person to share a bed with in the history of ever.
Imagine being stuck in
an airport with Lin because of cancellations due to the weather meaning you
have to stay overnight.
Dammit! The clock had
passed 11pm and you were facing spending the night at the airport due to the
heavy snow outside. It was heaving down and didn’t look like it was going to
slow down. So, you found an empty seat and unpacked a blanket out of your
suitcase, plugged in your headphones and attempted to sleep.
But you couldn’t.
A tall, dark-haired man
was sat a couple of seats to the left of you, humming to himself, tapping out a
rhythm on his notepad and scribbling quickly.
“Why do you write like
your running out of time?” You asked with a light chuckle. The dark-haired man
looked up and laughed. Then his eyes went wide, was it something you said…or?
“Brilliant!” He shouted
as he noted it down, he hummed the melody, then added in the words, “Why do you
write like your running out of time, why do you write like you, like you-“
“Need it to survive.”
The man picked up his
luggage and took the seat next to you, you nodded as he looked at the seat. He
introduced himself as Lin and explained he was writing a musical.
“Oh my god, no way!” You
squealed, “You can’t be! No this isn’t happening!”
“What, what!” He laughed
as you frantically grabbed for your phone.
“Yep.” You looked at
this man and how could you not know it was him?
“I’m a massive fan!” You
smiled, like you genuinely thought your jaw would break, “Don’t worry I’m not
gonna go like crazy or anything.”
“Yet.” Lin smiled.
“So what are you
writing?” You asked, curious all the more.
“It’s about the founding
fathers of America, uhm Alexander Hamilton?” He seemed quiet about the subject,
like he was ashamed of something…
“Have you done some research?”
“Some..I just can’t find
“Here.” You passed him
your copy of a book on Alexander Hamilton, insisting he took it despite his
protests, “You can read it on the plane then pass it back to me, I mean we’re
both going to New York.”
You talked for hours to
Lin, helping him write and making jokes, you even wrote a song called ‘Right
Hand Man’ which you both jammed out to…it must’ve looked really weird to
those who didn’t know what you were doing because you were dancing in the
middle of a silent airport.
But your energy was
wearing down and you soon felt sleepy. So you leaned into Lin, and soon dozed
off. He didn’t know, he was listening to some music he wrote.
And maybe he yawned and
put his arm around you, and maybe he pulled the cover over a little, and maybe
his lips ghosted over your forehead. Maybe I’m falling for her, Lin thought.
And maybe you pretended not to notice.
goodness you had the same plane ticket, though!
“I don’t want you hanging around Luke if all you’re going to be doing is flirting with him. You’re my girlfriend, dammit, act like it!” Ashton raged at you. Your cheeks were tear stained and you just didn’t have the energy to fight with Ashton.
“I’m sorry that Luke pays more attention to me than my own boyfriend does lately.” You sobbed. “Luke actually wants to go shopping with me and watch television with me and all you ever want to do is go to the gym with Calum or practice your drums.”
Ashton’s nostrils flared a little in anger at the thought of you and Luke together. “You’re such a bitch anymore, Y/N.” You took a step back from Ashton. He’d never said anything like that about you before. “You expect me to be with you all the time, well I have a life too, Y/N!” You didn’t know where all of this was coming from.
“Well, if a girlfriend is too much for your busy life, maybe you shouldn’t have one!” You screamed, ending the relationship and running out of the door.
You didn’t know where you were going, but you just started running, and by the time Ashton realized what had just happened, you were long gone. He ran a hand through his curly brown hair, not knowing if he’d fucked up enough this time to really lose you. He was sure he knew where you were going and it was the first place he checked.
Ashton and you had met at this dingy little restaurant that served breakfast all day and lunch until four. You’d been sitting alone at a booth when Ashton had smooth talked his way into the bench opposite you. You had lunch with him that day and exchanged numbers after. And that same booth was where Ashton found you, sitting with your head in your hands, tears still streaming down your face. You looked up when he walked in and shook your head.
“I’m not talking to you.” You grumbled.
He laughed, sliding in next to you so you were in the same seat. “I think that’s talking to me.” In an effort to prove your point, you didn’t say anything back. “Will you stop being stubborn and come back home please? I really would rather not do this in public.” You groaned and agreed that you’d come home with him.
Once inside your apartment with Ashton, you sat down on the couch and he sat in a chair in front of you. “I’m really didn’t mean what I said to you.” He started. “I’m sorry for calling you a bitch. You’re not, you’re the sweetest person ever and I don’t know how I came across a woman like you.” He placed soft kisses on the backs of each of your hands and one on the inside of each palm. “I was just jealous of you spending so much time with Luke, but I guess it’s my own fault for pushing you away."
Eventually, Ashton was sitting next to you on the couch and placing kisses on your face, from your forehead, to your cheeks, your chin, your nose, and finally your lips. "I talked to Calum about cutting back on gym time and band practice and I’m gonna put aside a day a week for just you and me. That whole day is whatever you want to do, okay? If you want to lay in bed all day, we’ll lay in bed all day. And I don’t want you to be afraid to come talk to me if you think I’m busy.” Ashton explained, pulling you into his chest. Your head rested right over his heart so you could hear it beating. He pulled your legs over top of his thighs so you were basically tangled up in him. His arms wrapped tightly around you, protectively holding you to him. “I should always have time for the girl who’s most important to me.” He pulled a blanket over top of the both of you, turning on the television where the title screen for A Walk to Remember was playing on a loop. “And those days start today."
A/N: the cuddly part is pretty shitty idk i hope you liked it idk i’m going to bed now i had fun writing this.
requests are always open and i’m always looking for something to do in my free periods at school :)
when i was little and first watched the star wars movies i always found it so pleasant how sith lords would call each other, ‘my friend.’ just like you know what man? we are reveling in the power of darkness together and will probably murder each other at some point but dammit i appreciate this bond of friendship we have. sith lords? nah man, sith bros.