Hey guys, I just wanted to clear up my last post with the Marauders characters and their role with cinnamon rolls. A few people were questioning my decision to make Peter “looks like a cinnamon roll, is actually a cinnamon roll”. I want to let you guys know that I absolutely do notsupport Peter’s character, nor do I have any remorse for him. But that being said, I don’t believe that there are strictly good versus bad people. So I think Peter, when he was a boy in Hogwarts, was genuine and loved his friends, BUThe chose to make horrible decisions and he ended up killing two of my favorite characters and sending my poor Sirius to solitude for 12 years.
What I’m saying is I appreciated Peter’s role during the Marauders Era, but I hate him and the person he chose to be, instead of choosing the path of bravery and loyalty which the rest of the Marauders took.
Thanks for reading this and I hope it clears up any confusion because I don’t want you guys to think I support his kind of character and attitude. i’m sorry, by the way! Love you all!
photo credit to the original owners, i just turned them into polaroids xx
Ignis Scientia X Reader
Warnings: angsty, SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN’T FINISHED THE GAME
A/N: just so y’all know I haven’t actually finished FFXV yet, so if the plot isn’t exactly how it is in the game I apologize! I know what happens at the end, just not really what happens in between so pleeeease bear with me. I just wanted to make it hit close to home sooooo yeah. I really hope you all still enjoy though!!! This is my first time writing for videogames so hopefully I do it some sort of justice. This is also based off Ed Sheeran’s song, Photograph. I ALSO DIDN’T PROOFREAD IM SO SORRY I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE!!!
I also wanna dedicate this fic to @anngard and also @thatonedaydream for encouraging me to do this and also because they love Iggy. So I hope you guys enjoy. <3
Was randomly day-dreaming instead of writing again and uh -
It’s kind of shocking to me that no one has come in on any of my fics in DragonBall to tell me how awful I am or how something is wrong. The worst I’ve gotten is out right suggestions on how to continue a fic clearly already marked complete.
I know there’s hate out there. I’ve seen it in other reviews. (Cause after I finish reading a fic, I like to read what other people think of it - it’s…kind of research on judging an audience) But I don’t really get it on my fics.
Oh I get random stuff on my amvs that kinda ticks me off. And I’ve gotten stuff on my earlier fics in other fandoms (and okay some on my really really early dbz fic that are all mostly taken off of ffnet now lol).
I kinda expected more ‘flames’ after, ya know, a year and a half of writing fics in a fandom? Lord knows I got it in other fandoms before I jumped back into DragonBall. So. Where they at lol?
It’s kinda bizarre that the worst hate on my fics has come from myself at this point. I used to be super hyped on my fics and posting them super fast and they’d get mixed reviews. But now I spend time on each chapter and work hard (still not as hard as my original work, tbh), and I don’t get flames or negative reviews at all, really.
At least nothing that has stayed with me.
It’s going to be interesting when I finish the HS fic and write up a dissection on my own work. I might even post it. Just for fun, if you want to see me critique and analyze my own fics, lol. (It’s always helpful for me to look back on a finished work and really dig into it and figure out what was good, what was okay, what could have been better, where did I go wrong in the writing, etc…)
I’m already thinking about this as if the HS fic is already finished. Hah. x’D
IT’S SO CLOSE
Maybe that’s another reason I’m dragging my feet. I don’t want it to end.
Aaand I understand if you don't want to answer this, but I'm dying to know...what's your sexuality? asfdfg why am I like thiss
I am straight. I think women can be attractive, yes, but I’m not necessarily attracted TO women. If that makes sense… But! who knows! I might fall in love with a woman in the future haha. And I think natural to want to know someone’s sexuality but I don’t know if that’s really a definitive thing, you know? Because when you like someone or fall in love, you do it because of how they are as a person, not because of their gender. You know? This is difficult to explain… but you guys get what I mean. Hopefully… anyway! I’ve only been into men and I think it will stay that way but like I said, who knows. Okay. I’m done now haha.
I can never emphasize it enough, but your support and love makes me an infinitely better human being. By always lifting my spirits when I have an off day, you guys instill a sense of optimism in me. I love all the conversations I’ve shared with people, whether it was on anonymous or through messaging. I’ve always learned something new after engaging with you. I am so thankful that you are all in my life. It doesn’t matter if we’ve never spoken, being here is enough for me.
thank you for such an amazing year, I hope 2017 will be kind to me creatively and hopefully I’ll create even better things!
i think i'm bi but i have a fear of men so i don't want to be near them or have a relationship with them in real life but i still feel attraction to them sometimes. sometimes i feel like i should id as a lesbian because i only would want to date girls (have never been in a relationship though) but then i see a cute guy and i'm like "oh he's cute but i don't actually want to TALK to him" hopefully this makes sense. anyways have you ever experienced this? i could use some advice on how to identify
I have not experienced this but I know there are lots of lgbp women who have!!
if you were attracted to men and are currently afraid of them due to trauma you could definitely still call yourself bi, but there are some women who are attracted to women after they experience trauma from men that identify as lesbian.
However, this also sounds a lot like compulsive heterosexuality!!
This stems from a societal pressure to like men. Women are conditioned to like men and to want to be with them so lots of lesbians feel like they could like men as a result. This is a really common thing among lesbians that struggle with their sexuality, or society’s lesbophobia
Compulsive heterosexuality can make you feel like you could be with a guy or a guy attractive but when it comes down to it you wouldn’t actually be with a guy.
Maybe you do like guys and you are bi; but I feel like if you’re definitely in the state of mind where you’re like “I’m attracted to guys” but don’t actually do anything because of your fear them this might be because you’re just lesbian.
I definitely encourage you to explore the possibility that you are just lesbian and reach out and talk to other lesbians about that experience there are many who have struggled with this. I would help but I’m bi and I don’t really experience compulsive heterosexuality in that way.
Disclaimer! This is just advice, what happens due to the advice is not my responsibility, you are not obligated to follow it if you feel like you would not be comfortable with doing it!!
Hey guys, so I’ve always loved Mad Hatter as a character and the moment I found out Sebastian Stan (whom I adore) played the Mad Hatter in Once Upon A Time I kinda lost my shit! Hahaha! Anyway, since I have yet to find any good Mad Hatter/Jefferson X OFC story I decided to make my own, and this story just flooded into my head! It’s been a long time in the making and thankfully I think this story has finally gotten me out of my writing slump! So hopefully I’ll be continuing with requests soon! Damn, this story ended up being 39 pages! Damn! Ha! All that said, I hope you guys enjoy!
“Are you from around here?” A voice said making you turn around. You met the eyes of a boy with curly blonde hair. He had the geekiest smile on his face.
“Yeah I just don’t really go to parties” you explained smiling slightly.
“That makes sense” the boy nodded “I think I would have remembered a girl like you”.
You couldn’t help but laugh at his cheesiness.
“I’m Kyle by the way” he introduced sticking out his hand.
You shook it “[Y/N]”.
“Well [Y/N] hopefully I’ll be seeing you at more parties” Kyle chuckled. You couldn’t help but smile at the attention you were getting from a this rather attractive guy. Maybe you would come to more parties if he was going to be there…
Hello there guys. I’m on my phone so hopefully this will make sense. I have been studying Latin for over 7 years so I know my stuff. How would you like it if I posted a brief series of posts on simple Latin something like a series of tutorials for witches? If you don’t like the word witch or if it doesn’t resonate with you, then let’s put it this way: A series of very brief fun interactive lessons for
A) people who practice or would like to practice magick
B) people who just wanna have FUN
I just thought this up but basically it’s going to be Latin that we use or can use in magickal workings, spells, rituals, potions, incantations, etc. As a source of references Ill be using actual spells and rituals that were originally written in Latin.
Latin as a language is majestic , incredibly melodic and beautiful, powerful and mysterious. People have been using it in magick for centuries.
Like or / and reblog this if you’d love that!!! And if the feedback is positive I’ll do it :)
Hello! at last i am done with this drawing. this drawing is probably one
of my best Ass drawing for Ringsel, the best being a drawing called
“daydreaming” This drawing incorporates a tiny bit of skin textures
when people zoom on it! giving a sense of “realness”? i guess when you
zoomed in, it will make you c*m in seconds!.
There are 6 Variations of her in this drawing for her lingirie, Those are: - All (The picture above) - Fishnet + Lingerie Black Pants - Fishnet - Lingerie Black pants - Leggings - Naked
And Another 8 Combinations but for C*M versions! combination of clothes and how she is drenched in it, LIKE . ALOT OF C*M
this is patron exclusive only, i want to expand my patreon and
hopefully you guys will forgive me and support me from there. from $3 a month you will get all my uncensored drawings. Thank you so much. and sorry.
“” IMPORTANT IF YOU CAN ANIMATE THIS, LET ME KNOW"
(Basically this anon asked for a scenario where you are constantly bullied your own family about your weight and compared negatively to your perfect twin sister who you think will win over Baekhyun’s heart (whom you love) because she is perfect and skinny and everything you are not.)
Well anon first I want to thank you for your patience!! College orientation is quite the bitch when it comes to free time and its been hard making time to write so as a reward to you for your continued patience this scenario is EXXXXTRA long and hopefully everything you asked for!! Thanks for the request!!
Exo Scenario - Winning Baekhyun
It didn’t make any sense. Their logic, their reasoning, their reactions. You worked harder than she had ever had but it didn’t matter. Your twin sister was everything you were not: pretty, skinny, successful, loved by your parents in every way possible, and on the verge of getting the guy you had loved with every fiber of your being for as long as you could remember.
It didn’t make sense, but you believed them.
You let them push you down into this well of despair where you were never good and enough and you believed them because they were your parents, your family, your friends, and surely they knew best, right?
“Yah! Y/N! You’re spacing out again! Can’t you ever focus long enough to get your work done?” Your lovely sister who bared the same face and same hair but completely opposite body scolded you. You had been quizzing each other for your midterms. Midterms that meant absolutely everything because their results would decide whether or not you made it into the medical school of your dreams, or any medical school at all. It was the same for your sister.
“Sorry, I just was thinking about dinner next week, and getting to see Baekhyun again finally.” You lied, trying to hide your true thoughts about her and your parents.
She scrunched up her nose, “You’re never going to pass with those types of thoughts, Y/N. You should really use your brain more and think about these things, it’s there for a reason.” She didn’t even look up from her book and she made a mockery of you and tried her best to make you feel useless, incomparable to her. The same way your parents did every chance they could get. “Besides, daydreaming about Baek does nothing for you. You should know by now that he’s not interested in you the way you seem to be obsessed with him.”
Okay that stung just a little. Maybe more than a little. Maybe even a lot. You didn’t let her see it though, keeping your face stony and blank, hating the negative effect she had on you. “I just meant I am excited to see him after we’ve been at college all this time and away from him. That’s all.” You tried not to sound defensive, but it still came across that way.
“Y/N. Stop kidding yourself. Baek doesn’t like girls like you who eat too much and aren’t particularly good at anything. You should aim a bit lower.” All the while she never glanced in your direction and didn’t see the way your face sank into a look of utter disbelief and the way your heart seemed to visibly sink to your stomach, everything in you turning to disappointment and sadness, because someone somewhere was forcing you to believe her. To understand that she was right, despite how much you wanted to scream that she was wrong.
“Okay, onto the next question…” She flipped the page and began and you could only swallow the lump in your throat and the hurt in your heart as she carried on, oblivious to the worlds of pain she had just convicted you to.
Midterms came and went and the semester ended without much acknowledgement as students filtered back to their homes for a well deserved break. But you, just before your first dinner home which coincided with Baekhyun’s visit, you received the best news you could have ever asked for. The news that would blow your parents and sister’s mind. News that would finally set you apart from your sister once and for all and make everyone see that you were just as good as her all along.
You got ready for your dinner at your parents favorite restaurant that was severely overpriced and served tiny portions that couldn’t possibly be worth as much as they made you pay for them and tried to imagine the looks on their faces when they realized you had finally outdone your twin. Maybe they would try to play it off like no big deal, and that’s when you would know that you had finally done it.
Glancing in the mirror you tried not to feel completely dissatisfied with what you saw as your sister came and joined you in the bathroom, inspecting her own reflection. You studied yourself and then her, easily spotting the differences that set her apart from you. Her dark hair was full of body and luscious, especially when it was arranged in soft the waves the way she had done for dinner, while yours sat limply over your shoulders, pin straight and unfamiliar with the word ‘volume’. Her waist was paper thin along with the rest of her, giving her the ability to wear just about anything and make it look good while your waist, although thin, spilled out into curvy hips that were accompanied by a chest that you were sure could never be considered attractive. And her stature. Her stature was one of total confidence and oozed seduction but also professionalism while you, your stature was just you. Nothing really to describe there as far as you were concerned. Other than, perhaps, the way that your shoulders seemed to slouch under the weight of the comments that had been slung at you all your life.
As the two of you made your way downstairs, you were met by equal looks of joy and disgust.
“Oh darling! Is that a new dress? You look simply stunning!” Your mother exclaimed at your sister, twirling her around and pulling her close to whisper, “Baekhyun won’t be able to keep his eyes off of you tonight.” They giggled together and you took a long and deep breath, knowing what was coming.
“Y/N, seriously? Couldn’t you have tried a little bit harder? You look just ridiculous there is nothing suitable about that dress.” You had seemed to make your father instantly angry with your wardrobe choice, but looking down you couldn’t understand why. The dress was black and sleeveless, the collar coming up to your throat. Although your huge hips and bust made the dress a little too snug it was perfectly acceptable for the restaurant you were planning to attend. You had even tried to humor them by wearing your sister’s nude heels that she had commented would be ruined by your large and chubby feet and a nice necklace.
“Honey, it’s fine. It just gives Baekhyun even more incentive to only have eyes for her sister. After all she is the perfect wife for him.” Your mother told your father, refusing to even look in your direction.
“Well there’s no time to change now anyway. Let’s get a move on we’re meeting Baekhyun at the restaurant.” Your father asserted before heading towards the door.
“I have some exciting news when we get there.” You told your parents quietly, their backs to you.
“Me too!” Your sister chimed in and they seemed to react to that.
“Oh wonderful I cannot wait to hear all about it.” Your mother looked enthusiastically in your sisters direction. Typical.
Excitement stirred deep within you as you tried to imagine how Baek might have changed in the last few months on the way to the restaurant. Baekhyun and his family had been close friends to your family for a very long time since way before you and your sister were born. You grew up together, the three of you, and he seemed to be the only one who understood what it was like to have so much pressure placed on you living in your sister’s shadow. You always saw him as your older brother, someone you could rely on when everyone else just seemed to exist to put you down. You had always loved him dearly that way, and it wasn’t until you turned sixteen, and Baekhyun, eighteen then, was on his way to college and a new life far, far away from you, that you realized you had fallen irrevocably and completely in love with him. You weren’t quite sure when exactly it had happened, but you knew in that moment that he hugged you deeply and strongly before climbing into his car and driving away that you had been in love with him that way for quite some time. Your heart sped up as the entrance to the restaurant came into view and you could see his familiar tall silhouette off to the side, waiting patiently. It was always this way, and it always would be because you could never have him, not when he was meant solely for your sister.
“Baek! It’s wonderful to see you!” Your father pulled him into an embrace and clapped him on the back as he climbed out of the car and handed the valet the keys.
“And you too sir! I’ve missed you guys so much, especially with my parents being overseas.” Baekhyun gave your father the biggest smile, running a hand through that caramel colored hair that had not changed in the slightest, his eyes reflecting every ounce of happiness within him. Then he extended a hand to your sister as she began to climb out of the car ahead of you. His eyes seemed to sparkle when she intertwined his fingers in her own before pulling him into a long hug. He laughed at things she whispered in his ear and seemed to scan her face over and over again as she pulled away and remained inches apart from him, close enough to remove the distance in less than a breath.
Everything inside of you seemed to sink like a boat that had been capsized and had no chance of being saved. Your heart felt like it had been crumpled up into a ball and thrown into the nearest waste basket to rot and be forgotten. He looked so happy to be in her arms. He had never looked at you like that. Maybe your parents were right.
On shaky legs you climbed out of the car on the other side, realizing no one was about to help you of the car because you had been forgotten once again. You stumbled slightly, unsteady in the heels you had snagged and instantly regretting the decision to wear them. When you made it around to the other side, you saw that your parents had already continued on ahead followed by your sister and immediately began struggling to catch up with them.
But something stopped you. A hand had caught your wrist and whirled you around in a dizzying flurry. Breathless, you looked around for your captor and were instantly pulled under by the dark pool of Baek’s melting eyes that seemed to sparkled like pieces of the universe. Your breath caught as you stared at him, words leaving you completely.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked softly, his voice warming you from your head to your toes. The familiar symphony of it like landing on a shore after being stranded at sea for months.
“Inside.” You replied breathlessly, trying to stop the way your eyes seemed to flick towards his lips every few seconds.
But before you could think he had swept you up into his arms, pulling you tightly and fitting his head snugly into the crook of your neck where it seemed to sit perfectly. It felt like home and it send electric sparks all throughout you that made your toes curl in pleasure as you gripped him tighter, terrified to let him go.
“I missed you.” He spoke softly, his words like a whisper of air against your skin. Before you could reply and tell him that you missed him more than he could have ever possibly missed you, he pulls away and begins to drag you towards the entrance.
“How many?” You heard the hostess ask.
“Four.” Your father replied.
“Oh, you aren’t with them ma’am?” She asked me, gesturing to your family and you who were about five feet apart.
“Oh, Y/N. I forgot you were here. It seems there are five of us then.” Your father grumbled unhappily and you had to fight the urge to laugh hysterically at being unwanted and forgotten by your own father. You already felt so low from the way your sister kept knocking her hand against the love of your life’s suggestively that everything about your life just seemed comical at this point.
You made sure to order the exact same thing as your sister so that your parents wouldn’t embarrass you the way they always did when Baek came to dinner and call you out for eating too much and say you were overweight to begin with.
“So Baekhyun, how is life treating ya? Your job still good?” Your father grilled, eager to talk to his almost son.
Baekhyun’s reply was easily as enthusiastic with an added kick of cheeky which was one of the things you loved most about him. “Yes sir. It’s paying the bills. Wish it would pay for a bit more though, if you know what I mean.”
“And are you beginning to think about settling down? Finding someone to start your life with?” Your mother pressed, you could almost see her and your sister sit forward in anticipation.
“When I find the right girl for sure.” He replied, not giving anything away.
“I bet you the right girl is sitting right next to you.” Your mother teased and your sister gasped audibly.
“Mother!” She shook her head in embarrassment and Baek looked at her, their gazes lingering on one another for a few seconds too long, allowing for your sister’s embarrassment to fade away and be replaced with boldness.
You couldn’t feel anything besides the hot tears that collected in your eyes fast and aggressively, making them glaze over just like the rest of you as you stared unseeingly into your lap. The food was brought out then and you tried to blink back the water that covered your eyes in a glassy dome. With shaky hands you began eating, not thinking or feeling, just eating the food in front of you and trying desperately to block out the words that continued. Mostly the ones that involved your sister being the best wife there could ever be.
It didn’t make sense. You were the same in almost every way. You were both going to be doctor’s. And that’s when you remembered.
“I have news.” You said suddenly, setting down your utensils and looking up into the surprised eyes of your parents.
“Oh yes so do I!” Your sister exclaimed, immediately capturing the attention of everyone at the table. “I got into medical school! My third choice!” She told them excitedly and every single one of them, Baek included, began collectively freaking out and congratulating her. You smirked in your seat. Harvard had been her first too. She had only gotten into her third. You had gotten into Harvard medical school and she hadn’t.
But you could never be that lucky.
“Y/N. Why aren’t you congratulating your sister?” Your father demanded, seeing you sitting there quietly.
“You didn’t get in did you?” Your mother guessed, “I knew you would never do it. I mean you eat like a pig for gods sakes!” She gestured to your already cleared plate, clearly digusted, “How can someone as unhealthy and overweight as you become a doctor? You should never have thought that you could.”
Somewhere in the middle of her little rant your mouth must have dropped open but you couldn’t quite recall when. You were so humiliated and dumbfounded that you just sat there, frozen, the news you had wished to share stuck on your tongue. Your eyes seemed to find their way over to Baekhyun’s which were completely unreadable as they stared back at you. His chin quivered like he was trying to say something, but you didn’t give him the chance to.
“Excuse me.” You said, pushing away from the table and racing out before they could say anything else to shatter you further, as if you weren’t already in a million pieces scattered all over the goddamned floor. Rushing out the door you were met with a blast of cold air that seemed to shake you back into your body as you turned the corner of the building and leaned against the freezing stone. Sliding down to the sidewalk you took shuddered breaths in an effort to calm yourself but before you knew it you were sobbing uncontrollably and wishing you could just disappear completely from existence.
These people were supposed to love you, so why did it feel like they were trying so hard to knock you down and make sure you never got back up?
“Y/N?” The familiar melody of his voice slammed you back to reality and you looked up to see him crouched in front of you, a concerned look on his face, and a bit of hurt too.
“What are you doing?” You cried through streams of tears, your voice coming out in choked sobs, “Go back in there. Marry my damn sister already so that you never have to consider looking at someone as ugly and fat and completely unremarkable like me.” There was so much anger behind your words, anger that shouldn’t have been directed at him but at the moment had no one else to be directed towards.
Through the tears you watched as Baek’s expression changed from one of hurt, to anger, and then to confusion. “How could you ever think those things about yourself?”
“Because that’s what they tell me! That’s what they’ve always told me. I’ve spent my entire life living in my sister’s shadow and she finally succeeded. She got the one thing that I wanted more than life itself.”
Baekhyun placed a light hand on your knee and leaned closer, threatening your air supply. “You know you can always apply for medical school again next semester.”
You laugh humorlessly at him. “I’m not talking about medical school.”
His brow furrowed at you and he raked a hand nervously through his hair. “What is it, then.”
Biting your lip you wondered whether you should say it. Knowing you had already lost him to everything that you were not you plunged forward, not caring in the least anymore. “You. I wanted you and I couldn’t even have that. Not when I look like this.”
You watched as Baekhyun’s expression changed to understanding and then…something else? Something you couldn’t quite pinpoint but that rendered him speechless and left his mouth hanging open.
“Just go, my perfect sister is waiting.”
You looked down in your lap as a fresh set of tears began and you felt everything inside of you go completely and utterly numb.
The tone of his voice startled you into looking up and what you saw there changed everything. His eyes were shining with tears of his own and there was the biggest smile you had ever seen on his face as you clutched both of your hands in his own. “I’ve been waiting so long for you to say that.”
And then his lips were against yours in a flurry of sparks that had you drawing him closer despite your confusion and guardedness. You had never felt so alive, so far from the chains your parents had created that you felt totally free while still being held in his arms. It was everything in a simple action and exactly what you had been waiting so long for. He was on his knees now, leaning over you to deepen the kiss and when he finally pulled away he touched your foreheads together so he could stare deeply into your eyes.
“Y/N, I never cared about your sister. It’s always been you for me, for as long as I could remember. You are not fat, or ugly, or unremarkable so don’t you ever say those things about yourself again, especially in my presence. You are gorgeous and curvy and beautiful and so so smart and unbelievably remarkable. I love you, I am so in love with you and not a single day has gone by where I didn’t feel that way.”
New tears were streaming down your face now but they were the good kind. This Baekhyun, this was the one you had fallen in love with. The one that was fearlessly passionate and adorable and everything you could ever ask for.
“How can you mean that?” You ask unsurely, afraid to let yourself fall.
“Because to me, there has never been anyone else in the world but you. Please stay with me, forever. I don’t care about what your parents think or your sister. I just want you.”
He was so earnest and real and you felt yourself nod, laughing slightly through the tears, “It’s always been you too. I just want you, Baekhyun. Always.”
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‘Can i request a vernon, jeonghan, and seungkwan text scenario. You guys just finished recording the taping for the boys is watching and they make fun of your group’s parody of their song (you can choose the song) hopefully it makes sense’
y/g/m - your group member
text - vernon, jeonghan and seungkwan text you when they watch the recording for your groups’ parody of ‘ah yeah’ and ‘adore u’
a/n - MY AH YEAH PUN IS SO BAD IM SO SORRY I HAD TO MAKE IT UP ON THE SPOT
AUTHORS NOTE: Since you guys responded so kindly to my last fic, this one is a continuation of the general setup/idea of “What’s The Harm In Daydreaming?”. Hopefully I can get a main basis set up in this one and kind of relate my others around it. If that makes any sense lol
Bruce had been told to meet with Harley and Joker that night, but again was given no explanation as to why. He knew better than to think whatever they wanted to meet him for would be simple. Nothing is simple with those two. It had been a few months since he’d seen them which he found slightly concerning. It’s unusual for them to stay out of trouble that long.
He arrived at the abandoned apartment buildings and surveyed the surrounding area for any traps. Everything seemed safe, so he continued to the back parking lot; the usual meeting spot for these occasions. He heard what sounded like quiet humming, which he quickly identified as Harley.
“Ya here! Finally, I’ve been waitin’ for ya, Bats!”
Harley said as she skipped over happily and stuck out her hand. On her finger was large diamond ring with her initials carved into the gold band.
“Pretty nice, huh?”
Harley smiled and admired the large ring. Bruce didn’t really know how to respond at first, but decided it was best to stay civil.
“Where did you get that ring, Harley?”
“Where do ya think? My Puddin’ gave it to me!”
She giggled and twirled her hair innocently. Bruce looked around and noticed she was alone. He figured Joker must have been busy but was partly glad to not have to deal with him.
“I didn’t want to make such a big decision without havin’ a ring. I have standards ya know!”
Bruce had no idea what she was talking about and had the feeling he’d regret asking. Despite knowing he’d likely not like the answer, he knew he had to ask.
Harley laughed and took off her jacket.
“Ya didn’t notice? Geez, B-man, for being ‘The World’s Greatest Detective’ you ain’t too bright. I wasn’t supposed to say anything yet, but I can’t keep it to myself anymore…”
She rubbed her growing belly and smiled happily.
Bruce was hoping this was all a joke, but she seemed much too sincere.
"So that’s why you two have been so quiet… Am I the only one who knows this?”
Bruce asked sternly. Harley scoffed and rolled her eyes.
“Of course not! But ya do have the honor of being the third person to know about our new addition. I’d be pretty flattered if I was you.”
“I thought you would have known to be more careful.”
Harley frowned; looking quite offended.
“This baby is no accident. I’d advise you not to ever imply that around Mistah J. I don’t think he’d be as forgiving as me…”
Bruce had so many questions but didn’t really know where to begin.
“Why would you do this, Harley?”
“Because it’s my life and I can do whatever the hell I want with it! It’s not like you can stop me now, Bats…”
She grinned menacingly before putting her jacket back on.
“Well, I gotta go. Mistah J is gunna be home soon and he told me not to stay out here too long. Bye bye, B-man…”
Bruce sighed as he watched her leave. He knew Harley was blinded by her obsession with Joker, but he didn’t think she’d take it this far.
Brian: “[Brent] basically keeps everything running. I mean, to be fully honest, Brent is the reason that Game Grumps is here today. Like, you (Brent) keep this business going and really organize stuff… There’s a lot of business stuff that needs to be done, and Brent is the person that really organizes literally every business aspect of Game Grumps…
“And because you were in traditional entertainment for so long, you have a lot of contacts in that, and you help talk to people on that side of the thing…”
Brent: “Yeah, try to build out the relationships, and introduce everybody to new people, and then know, hopefully, that the relationships are so much that I’ve figured out who are the better people to be in business with, and try to steer everybody into a more creative space.
“Basically protecting the creative. In a larger sense it’s just sort of making sure there’s a cool bubble where you guys can just have fun and we can just have a blast and talk to people.”
Brian: “Yeah, and you’re amazing at it. Like, you’re really…one of the best things that ever happened to this company.”
yesterday a new 19 days chapter came out, so it’s time for some thoughts and reactions!! i know this is a bit later, but i wanted to do it anyway because i really loved the chapter. hopefully this is going to make sense [edit: it doesn’t. it also got really long and my english got progressively worse, im so sorry], and as usual, let me know what you guys think or if you have anything to add!!
so, first and foremost, HE TIAN IS FINALLY BACK. i seriously lost all my chill when i saw him trying to cook the same beef stew guan shan prepared for him, and i just LOVE that we got to see this, because 1) it’s another confirmation that he tian is awful at cooking, which is a nice continuity point and it also amuses me to no end, 2) it’s interesting to look at the two scenes and notice the small details, like how clean and ordered everything was when guan shan cooked while he tian is really messy and has ingredients scattered everywhere, even on the counter behind him, and 3) i think it was a really nice, subtle way to show that he tian is thinking about guan shan without making it look too out of character