i don't even like this can si stop making her do this

Like a Princess » Jung Jaehyun


summary: “could I request a Jaehyun scenario where you are best friends and you like him, but you think he doesn’t like you because you’re on the bigger side. You have a lot of insecurities about your body, and Jaehyun sees that. He ends up liking you and tells you that you’re perfect the way you are.”
words: 1824
category: jaehyun x chubby!reader, angst, fluff
a/n: literally i need to write more chubby!reader scenarios bc they’re always so cute and i’ve only written like two i need more

Originally posted by neotechs


You sighed, staring at the piece of paper you had just pulled out of the mailbox. It was finally here, the dreaded invitation that you had been hoping would never come.

Your sister was getting married, and she wanted you to be the maid of honor. That was nice of her, of course, if only you didn’t have to wear a dress. Being maid of honor drew another concern, which was that you would have to stand up on the podium during the entire ceremony, practically begging to be ridiculed.

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  • Ruby: Oh my God! BLAKE THIS IS AMAZING!
  • Weiss: I have to agree. This is incredible.
  • Blake1: Thank you Ruby.
  • Blake2: And thank you Weiss.
  • Weiss: I have to ask. How did you manage to make your clones be able to talk?
  • Ruby: Yeah. I mean even Sun can only make his clones move around.
  • Blake3: Well, With Sun's help with my trained.
  • Blake4: I Learned that while I can control the clones movements, they don't have wills.
  • Blake5: However, From what Kai told me If I put a bit more aura into my clones so they can last and get let go of control.
  • Blake6: I am actually able to give them a bit of free will.
  • Blake7: Granted that we are the same person we think exactly a like. Making it impossible to tell us about.
  • Blake8: For a maximum of a half hour of course.
  • Blake9: However the clones last longer the few clones there are.
  • Weiss: *Looking between all the Blake.* O-okay. That was weird.
  • Ruby: Weird? Are you kidding Weiss!? THIS IS AWESOME! Oh you are like a one woman army! How many of you can you make?
  • Blake1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9: 9 in total.
  • Weiss: Alright Blake very fun. But can you please make your clone disappear? The room is kinda crowded. *she asked Blake1.*
  • Blake1: Sure but you should ask the real Blake. I'm a clone.
  • Ruby: Whoooooooa. So your clones know that they are clone. That is so cool, Blake. *Ruby said to Blake5.*
  • Blake5: Yes, Ruby. We know we are clones. Kai made sure I could tell if I'm real or not.
  • Ruby: Oh Sorry Blake, uh, clone.
  • Weiss: Wait. Which one of you is the real Blake then?
  • Blake1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9: Wouldn't you like to know. *the Blakes smirked when the door opened as Yang entered the room but stopped at the site of all the Blakes before they greeted with smiles.* Welcome back Babe.
  • Yang: ... This explained how you read that whole book series in one night. *Yang muttered.*
  • Weiss: *As Yang stared at all the Blakes, Weiss leaned over to Ruby, whispering.* I bet you Yang can't tell which is the real Blake either.
  • Ruby: Well, if we can't there is no way sis-
  • Yang: *Just then before Ruby could finish, The whiterose couple watch as Yang walked straight up to Blake7 and picked her up and said with a smile.* As Amazing as your new semblances skill is, Blakey, you'll have to wait till we get back to are bedroom tonight. Because we have a date tonight. *Yang then started to walk out the door when Weiss and ruby both shouted.*
  • Weiss/Ruby: WAIT A'SEC!
  • Yang: Huh? Wassup?
  • Ruby: How do you know you have the real Blake?
  • Weiss: That one can be a clone.
  • Blake3: They are right, Yang. I could be the real me.
  • Blake9: Or me.
  • Blake8/5/2/4: Or me.
  • Yang: Nope. This is the real Blake. *Yang stated as a matter of fact cuddling the Blake in her arms*
  • Blake7: How do you know for sure? *crossing her arms*
  • Yang: *Yang looked down and lips the Blake in her arms and smiled.* Because there can be a million of you Blakey and I will always know the kitty I fell in love with. And if you want proof. *Yang the kissed and nibbled on Blake's cat ears making her blush and yip before purring as all the clones disappeared.* Now Come. Our Date night awaits. *With that Ruby and Weiss watched Yang carry Blake away for there date.*
  • Weiss: ...
  • Ruby: ... You think we will ever be able to do that?
  • Weiss: Once we're married. Maybe.

anonymous asked:

Would you mind writing about the RFA(V , S) with a foreign MC whose parents are racist and don't allow her to be with them because they are Asian? But she dates them anyways because she loves them? (My grammar is $h*t I know)

This is so interesting. But it’s so touchy, I’m so afraid this can backfire and I’ll end up offending someone. Please let me know if this isn’t good, I’ll shut it down immediately (of course this is directed to my asian followers, couldn’t care less about white people’s feelings, including my own). Thank you all!

RFA + Saeran and V dealling with MC’s racist family

TRIGGER WARNING: Racism (obviously), misoginy, xenophobia (so sorry I forgot about this before, ugh… hope I didn’t do too much damage. I apologize if someone felt triggered expecting to get something else from this.


  • You introduced him to your father through Skype and he is…confused.
  • So… he’s an albino? And an oriental? How does that work?
  • Oh, and he’s an actor? Like Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee? Did he ever play a karate fighter in some movie? Oh god…
  • “I’m pretty sure Jackie Chan is from Hong Kong, sir. And Bruce Lee was… Chinese, babe?” “I think he was born in America, and had a Chinese descendance…”
  • “And karate is a Japanese martial art, sir. They’re not all… oriental…” he says the word in disgust, ughhh… hearing this word in 21st century is awful!
  • “Oh, it’s all sort of the same thing, isn’t it?” Ohhhh… you’re so embarrassed, you want to turn it off immediately and scold your father for being… racist.
  • “No, it’s not, sir. Please don’t use a word that put hundreds of people from different cultures and countries in one tiny box. Please, get more sensitive about these issues now that your daughter is dating a KOREAN guy who will marry her someday. Have a nice day, sir.” And he turns it off.
  • “Oh, babe, I can’t believe I talked to your father like this, I’m so so…” “Don’t you dare apologizing for doing the right thing!”
  • “Well, yeah… but you know… this isn’t his fault. You know, asian actors play a lot of similar roles on American movies and TV series, so…” “Yeah, and this isn’t your fault either, my father isn’t dumb, he should see through stereotypes, we all should, you know?”
  • You were right. Zen kept thinking of this after you two went to bed. He couldn’t stop thinking of what he could do to change things.
  • And it hit him, the problem isn’t the asian actors, they just roll with the roles they can get, the problem is we don’t have enough asian people working on producing and writing jobs in entertainment, at least outside of asian countries, of course.
  • So now he’s thinking how he needs to expand his career in order to be a producer in USA or in Europe one day…
  • His manager sleeping beside him will help him through on this.


  • Your sister was in town and he was so excited to meet her.
  • She was excited as well, maybe too much throwing words like kawaii and calling him Yoosung-kun, you know, Japanese words.
  • “MC, she knows she’s in Korea and we speak Korean, right?” you’re too busy doing the facepalm to even answer.
  • And she keeps throwing Japanese terms totally out of context, for that matter. And Yoosung isn’t getting anything, he’s just scared of the way you’re glaring at her.
  • “Sis, shut up! You’re making a fool of yourself!” “What? I’m just showing support on you dating a jap guy.” “I’m not ‘jap’, I’m Korean. We… we are in Korea.” He says in a very kind way.
  • “Well, whatever, it’s all the same.” Oh god… oh no…
  • “No, we´re… we’re not.” He says assertively. Both you and your sister look at him, surprised.
  • “Jeez, calm down, cutie. I’m just trying to be nice and supportive. I’m super cool with my sister dating an asian guy and…” “But why do you have to be cool with it? There’s nothing to be cool about it, it’s just… you know what I’m trying to say? When you keep saying you’re cool and bringing my race and my country of origin everytime, I’m sorry… but I don’t think you’re cool with this at all. And that’s not…”
  • “Cool.” You complete for him and he smiles sweetly at you. “And please study a little, Japanese and korean have this historical feud, we don’t like being compared.” Oh wow, looks like he’s been studying too.
  • Your sister is so mad, she just stomps out of there telling she’ll never be back to this hellhole of a country and shit like that. Yoosung doesn’t understand how two people coming from the same environment can be so different like you two.
  •  “MC, are you really ok with your sister not really approving us?” “You mean if I’m okay with my sister being a xenophobic racist brat? Not really…”
  • “Oh… yeah, she was being kinda racist, right?” you nod. “Well, uhm… she seems to mean well, at least. That’s a start on us to teaching her.” “Yoosung, honey… you really don’t have to.” “I know, but I want to. She’s gonna be my family one day too, right?”
  • And that was the first time he made you blush in the ame way you’re used to making him.


  • You warned her about your brother being a little… nonsense. You know the guy who dated a black girl on high school and think he’s such a hero for it? That guy…
  • So he’s super excited to meet your asian girlfriend. Yeah, he emphasized “asian” a lot.
  • “Whoa, you’re tall. I thought you Asians were all tiny and cute…” hum, okay…
  • “And you are a blackbelt in judo? Whoa, dragon lady, am I right?” wtf, dude?
  • And he keeps throwing totally out of line comments about her body and how she’s nothing like he was expecting from an Asian girl, since all the asian girls he knows are completely different.
  • “The girls he saw on porn, that is.” You whisper to her, and she giggles, but deep inside she knows this is so wrong!
  • And since he won’t stop, she’s starting to get really angry. She needs to put a stop to this before he does THAT question about asian girls having sideways vaginas, because he seems douchy enough to make it.
  • “I know you mean well, but please stop before you say something really racist… and sexist as well.
  • “Sexist? And… racist? Ah, come on! I’m not racist, I’ve even dated a black girl on high school and…” See? I told you he was that guy.
  • “Hum… and I can’t even imagine why she isn’t dating you anymore…  if you used her race as a fetish like you’re doing to mine right now, we probably have an answer.” “What are you even saying, girl? You should feel lucky that MC has a supportive brother who doesn’t mind her dating another girl, an asian girl.”
  • “Oh, racist, mysoginistic and homophobic. You’re the triple threat, huh, bro? I won’t feel lucky for you doing nothing but your obligation, especially when you’re doing it wrong!” “What’s gotten to you, MC? I’m your family, you can’t talk to me like that!” “You can’t talk to me and to my girlfriend like this either, if you’re family, educate yourself before acting like an asshole!”Well, she’s not happy on being the cause of a fight between brother and sister… no, forget that, his racism was the cause of this. And she’s so happy you two are on the same page of this.


  • He made sure to pay for bringing your dad to Korea so they could finally meet. Despite of your protests of this being a bad investment.
  • He didn’t get it at first, but as soon as he met him, he understood.
  • Because your dad wasn’t even inclined to a handshake. He was a very serious cold man.
  • Jumin is worried if this has anything to do with those three days, did you mention the cage or something? Well, he wouldn’t be exactly pleased if someone trapped his daughter like he did to you…
  • He tells you that as an apology when your father goes to his bedroom to unpack, and you feel so bad. “Jumin, honey… you’re not the problem here at all…”
  • “What do you mean, MC?” “Well, I… have I told you my father used to work in the U.S.  forces, right?”
  • He has a solid knowledge in politics, so he knows your father is probably thinking about North Korea and the constant fear of the possibility of a war starting at any moment…
  • But… he’s south Korean, what does this have anything to do with North and USA? “Well, you know how ignorance works, especially when it’s related to nationalism…”
  • Right you are, but still… this is such a touchy subject, that shouldn’t interfere in your relationship. And… well, if his race is the problem, then your father is being racist, it doesn’t matter if politics are involved.
  • “Plus, if this war happens. USA and South will likely be allies, as it happened before, so no need for you to dislike me, sir.” Well, you don’t like the idea behind his point, but… he’s sort of right? “We are not all the same, sir. Please understand this and respect your daughter’s wishes of staying with me. I’m sure in the end you’re just thinking what’s best for her, and believe me, I’m doing the best I can in order to fulfill this position.”
  • Your father looks at him head to toes. “You’re smart and reasonable, I like that you’re different from the gooks I met in Vietnam.” And he offers his hand for that handshake, which… Jumin doesn’t take it,
  • The man is still racist and xenophobic after all. And you know this isn’t even close to an end…


  • He’s really excited to meet your sister
  • Then you introduce them two and they’re both nice to each other and all.
  • At least that’s what he thought before overhearing you talking in the guest room.
  • “He’s adorable, MC, and he doesn’t look that asian.” Hum… what is that supposed to mean?
  • “What do you even mean?” “I mean, he’s… redhead, and has this cool outfit, where’s the nerd kid with slicky hair that’s really good at math or something?”
  • “He is really good at math, but you’re just repeating stereotypes, come on!” “Well, there’s a lot of truth in stereotypes, y’ know?” “There’s also a lot of prejudice.” Slaaay MC, slaaaay.
  •  “Ugh, MC, ever since when did you become so prudish? Jeez, people are so touchy these days…”  even though he knows he shouldn’t,  he speaks up:  “I know, right? People can’t even be racist anymore without being called out, that’s awful!”
  • “I… I’m not racist! I am super happy for my sister dating a guy regardless of his race and…” “Regardless? Oh my God!” you and Saeyoung  say at the same time.
  • “No, honey. Of course you’re not a racist, you’re just saying that your sister is some kind of angel for being able to see a normal person behind these slant eyes of mine, and she not minding my race is a favor she’s doing…”
  • “MC, are you really letting him talk to me like this?” “I guess I will, since I’m no angel. And you brought this on yourself.”
  • Of course he didn’t want to be mean to your sister, but he totally went for it when you told him he could.
  • But on a more serious note, he wants your sister to be educated at some point, it’s not good living in ignorance, and he wouldn’t that for someone so close to you, neither would you.
  • So you two will try to be patient and show there’s much more than that portrayal of the nerd asian boy.


  • He wouldn’t say it loud, but he is excited about meeting your mother.
  • But you keep changing the subject and backing away on this.
  • And he doesn’t know what to think, why wouldn’t him to meet the woman who raised you? Oh… wait, he knows what this is about…
  • You’re embarrassed about him, ain’t you? Because he’s a freak and would definitely screw things up, of course!
  • He confronts you, and you feel so bad, especially because now you have to tell the truth: “I’m not embarrassed of you, I’m embarrassed of her…” the fuck?
  • “W-why?” “Well, she can be a little… odd.” Odd? How?
  • Doesn’t care, he wants to meet her, I mean, haven’t you heard about his mother? What could be worse than that?
  • And though maybe it’s not worse, is still pretty bad. “I’m not a racist, but I think pure genes are really important on a child’s brain development, so I would rather seeing my daughter with a white young man.” Oh my god…
  • He… doesn’t really know what to say, he kinda expected your mother would hate him, but because he is weird, not because of something he was born like and has nothing to do with his personality.
  • “Mom, that’s so… racist.” Hmmm, yeah, that’s the word he was looking for. “No, sweetie, I’m just thinking what’s best for you.”
  • “So are you saying you think your daughter would be happier with, say, a white guy who beats her up than with someone who likes her and respects her just because he’s not white? That makes no sense”.
  • “No, of course not… I… I just…” “Mom, trust me, just end this conversation here while you didn’t mess up completely.”
  • He’s so happy to know you have his back, and this is not only about his race.


  • He’s thrilled and slightly nervous about meeting your brother.
  • You’re nervous too, but for very different reasons.
  • You know those people who don’t consider themselves right-winged or left-winged, his political stand is moving forward? That guy…
  • And V was having very interesting conversations with the guy when he says this: “My sister is just like me, we don’t see race, we just see people.”
  • “Well, that’s nice, but it’s very easy for a white person to say that, you know? Since race doesn’t really play a role on their accomplishments and, most important, obstacles.”
  • “What do you mean? That white people don’t put effort enough to get things?” “No, I’m just saying that you get to face obstacles, but your race is not playing a part on this. I mean…  MC is white, but she’s a woman, so she won’t get the same wage as you in the same job, it’s the same thing with race, white people earn more for the same job in a lot of cases.”
  • “Now you’re just generalizing, don’t you think you’re doing…”  wait for it… “reverse racism?” Oh no…
  • “I… don’t believe such a thing exists.” “It does, look it up.”
  • “I will, then you look up on racial inequality in labor market, how does that sound?” “You don’t have to be condescending, you know?”
  • “I’m not, I’m just giving you a reality check you’re refusing to face. But I get it, it’s hard giving up on your white privileges.” “There you are being racist again.”
  • “Dude, even I know that is not a thing, just stop, you’re embarrassing yourself.” “Yes give up on your male privileges too and listen to the woman at least for once.”
  • Your brother scoffs “You two are such a postmodern couple.” “And you’re pedantic.” “Not to mention a little racist?” you and V say.
  • Well, this was a very clever conversation, and your brother seems smart, V can’t wait to educate him in a more proper way.
Creepypasta #1282: In The South, We Don't Question Things Much

Length: Medium

Living in South Carolina has its own pros and cons that don’t involve the supernatural or abnormal shit that occurs but, when it does, none of us tend to play with the concept of speaking on it. Everyone just moves along and pretends that it never happened for fear of being the next target of whatever the fuck dwells in the woods late at night.

We just don’t question things. I guess now I’m playing with my own fate by even choosing to acknowledge it although I’d rather do it now then be forced to keep my mouth closed about it.

I’ll give you a little background about myself. I’m Indigenous and black, my tribe is Lumbee and although we aren’t federally recognized by the government we sure as hell exist in numbers out here. Growing up was a struggle for me as well as my family seeing as the south ain’t a really ideal place to live unless you have the money for it but we were all grateful for whatever came our way.

My momma always told me that little girls born here were meant to stay here and I guess she was right because I’m still around. I guess this place has a way of charming ya and I couldn’t really imagine moving into the city. Nevertheless, if you plan on moving here then I’d suggest being prepared for a shitfest of superstitions to be thrown in your direction.

I guess this’ll either help you or hinder you.

The first rule I can recall was told to me by my older brother. We were sitting on the back porch just watching the sun set when he ran back inside and returned with a plate of greens and sat it down on the edge of the step, positioning it carefully before instructing me to go inside. I didn’t really question it seeing as my brother wasn’t a bossy person and I wasn’t really a brat either however my curiosity only grew as he bolted the door behind us once we had stepped through the entrance, muttering something about “lousy Sundays” and “no-good fuckers.”

We both clearly knew that he was too young to be saying such things but it was never without reason and I couldn’t help but ask what he meant. With a solemn face, my brother leaned down in front of me and shook his head before reaching out a large hand to pat mine. 

“Sis, don’t question things much. Yous too curious and it’s gonna backfire on ya but I’ll let ya in on a little secret.” Leaning in, he whispered something that was enough to keep me awake for the following nights:

“If we don’t feed it, it’s gonna find its own food and when it does that it won’t be pretty. Collard greens is enough to keep it at bay and yous would do best to remember that because eventually I’m gonna make yous do it instead.” I was around 9 when the tradition was passed down to me and I’ve only missed one night in my lifetime.

My brother went missing a week later.

The next rule that was given to me came from the mouth of my neighbor as we were walking home. On the days where my Momma worked overtime, the old woman next door would walk me home once I got off the bus. I don’t remember her name seeing as it was so long ago but I do know that she always carried a pink sweater with her and I recall that being so peculiar because it was six sizes smaller than her person. Like what a child might wear.

Upon asking her, she smiled gently at me as an adult would with a naive child. “It’s always good to have an item on your person from someone you’ve lost down here.”

“Why?” I asked, my hand gripping hers tightly.

At this, she frowned momentarily. “Honey, don’t question things such as that. Lord knows why but my mama always told me that it makes it so you know that the person callin’ your name at night ain’t the one that died two days ago.” Looking back on it, after the disappearance of my brother I carried around a watch of his quite a lot. Now, when I hear him whispering my name at night, I know not to respond.

The last story I’ll tell you for now is one that I’ve experienced myself. A friend and I were heading home from the bar and were driving down a road that we usually took seeing as it was quicker when what looked to be a young man ran out onto the road in front of us. I immediately pressed on the brakes and my friend began to shout when I held up a hand, rolling down my window and managing to get out a shaky “you okay?”

The man, seemingly unhurt, ran over to my side and leaned down. Because of the fact that this road in particular had no streetlights it was rather hard to make out what his face looked like but, for some unknown reason, I had no desire to know.

“Ah, I believe I’m fine. I must apologize as I’ve been standing here all day and no one has stopped for me. I was wondering if I could tag along with you two." 

My friend gave me a look of concern however I nodded, pointing to the backseat and hearing a relieved sigh. My friend’s worried expression seemed to intensify when he settled up behind her although I could only see that he had by glancing into the mirror which hung overhead. For some reason, I felt compelled not to look.

I began driving. While my friend shifted in her seat, I once again did not look back even when there was a sudden flash of lightning and I was able to see horns rather than hair. Eventually, we reached a fork in the road and the man informed us to stop, thanking us for our time and removing himself.

I drove home without bringing up the odd encounter to my friend even when I noticed her uneasy look. Turns out, there’s been a rather large increase in accidents on that particular road.

Nowadays, when he makes himself comfortable in my car and I’m alone he chooses to sit in the front seat. The one time I chose to get too curious I ended up with a broken leg from the car overturning. The cops ruled it a drunk driving incident despite me not having any alcohol.

I guess in the south you really don’t question things.

Credits to: khoffeee (story)

Garrett and Marian - Legacy Banters
  • Marian: Well... not quite how I imagined this family reunion going. I was envisioning more hugs and maybe some wine over dinner. Not attempted assassinations
  • Carver: Really? You think this is so abnormal for our family?
  • Marian: Well you got me there
  • ---
  • Bethany: What could our father have to do with this mess? The Carta have had more than enough time to try and find us
  • Garrett: I imagine that having two Champions of Kirkwall with the last name Hawke may have tipped them off
  • Bethany: But it's been three years since you and sis defeated the Arishok. Why wait that long?
  • Marian: Well I don't know about you, but if I was going to go after the people who killed an Arishok then I'd probably want to make a little time for planning, wouldn't you?
  • Carver: Do these morons strike you as the sensible type?
  • Marian: Two points in one day Carver? Don't tell me the Templars are actually drilling some wit into that skull of yours
  • Carver: *laughs* At least /my/ wit makes a point, dear sister
  • Bethany: Ooh, that had to hurt
  • Garrett: Do you need some healing for that one, Marian?
  • Marian: Oh shove off, all of you
  • ---
  • Garrett: And we're back in the Deep Roads
  • Marian: Oh it's not that bad. I mean... Look at all the... Ugh, no, you're right this is terrible. Let's all promise never to go to the Deep Roads after this. Three times is enough
  • Garrett: Three times? When was the second?
  • Marian: Um... well...
  • Carver and Bethany: *sing song voices* Somebody's in trouble
  • ---
  • Bethany: Varric wrote to me the other day
  • Garrett: Telling another of his stories, I bet. Was it the one about the high dragon, because that didn't really-
  • Bethany: No. He was giving me an update. On you, actually. I was... worried, so I wrote to him and asked
  • Garrett: I'm fine Beth. Really
  • Bethany: No you're not. Not yet. But I know you, and if anyone can get past it, you can
  • Garrett: Thank you
  • ---
  • Carver: You might want to be watch yourself, Garrett
  • Garrett: How come?
  • Carver: Ever since you sided with Orsino the other day, there's been... Rumours. Meredith isn't happy with you, and it's only because she allows it that you're still free
  • Garrett: So is she going to have me dragged to the Circle, or is she getting the Brand ready now?
  • Fenris: Don't say that
  • Carver: I would never let it get that far. But I thought I'd warn you, just in case you were thinking about making her mad
  • Garrett: I appreciate you telling me Carver. Don't worry. I'll be careful
  • ---
  • *after completing Malcolm's Will*
  • Marian: So... the stonework down here is... lovely, isn't it?
  • Carver: Not now, Mary
  • Marian: I was only... Alright
  • ---
  • Marian: Are you okay, Gary?
  • Garrett: I'm fine... Just...
  • Marian: He loved you. And Bethany. He'd be so proud of you
  • Garrett: You sound so sure of that
  • Marian: Of course I am. Because it's true. And don't let that nasty shit in your head tell you otherwise - it's a liar, remember
  • Garrett: *chuckles* Alright
  • Bethany: Be careful sister, people might think you've got a heart after all
  • Marian: *dramatically* Oh no! *clutches chest* I think... I think I'm getting feelings! Quick, someone beat them out of me!
  • Carver: *laughs* You be careful what you wish for sister
  • Isabela: I'd rather ride them out of you
  • Garrett: Ah, and there's the dirty line. I was starting to worry something was wrong Bela
  • Isabela: And you're as sweet as ever, Garrett
  • ---
  • Varric: Twenty silvers, that's my final offer. Take it or leave it Elf
  • Marian: What are you betting on, and why am I getting left out of it?
  • Varric: You want in? We're betting on what it'll take to get Junior and Waffles to hug
  • Garrett: *groans* You're not calling me 'Waffles' again, are you?
  • Varric: I have to. Every time I say 'Hawke' all four of you turn around. I'm being considerate
  • Carver: I bet there's /someone/ here who'd like to see him covered in syrup
  • Garrett: Carver!
  • Fenris: *embarrassed noises*
  • Isabela: Ooh, new friend-fiction idea!
  • Garrett: Don't you even dare!
  • Isabela: Too late, already dared. Can we make camp? I need to make notes
  • ---
  • Varric: Hey, Rivaini, I'm expecting royalties if that friend-fiction of yours gets published
  • Carver: When you didn't even come up with it?
  • Varric: You wouldn't have brought up syrup if I didn't call him Waffles
  • Garrett: Maker save me...
  • Bethany: And me...
  • Marian: Usually I like dirty things... But this is too far, even for me
  • Isabela: Are you saying you wouldn't like it if /I/ were covered in syrup?
  • Marian: Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realise you were my very hairy twin brother, Bela
  • Isabela: Well when you put it that way...
  • ---
  • Isabela: I always thought we were the loud ones, you know
  • Fenris: What?
  • Marian: I know right. Maybe they're just less shy about it now
  • Garrett: Do I want to know?
  • Isabela: You already know. Or did you deafen yourself?
  • Marian: To think, they don't need us shouting encouragement through the wall anymore. I'm so proud
  • Isabela: Our boys are growing up so fast. Maybe next they'll master foreplay
  • Carver: Oh Maker, I do not want to hear this
  • Bethany: Neither do I
  • Garrett: *loudly* And I would be very happy if we could stop talking about this. Right now
  • Isabela: Yeah, see. That kind of loud
  • Fenris: *deadpan* If you're so fascinated by Garrett being loud, then you must not be doing a very good job at making Marian scream, Isabela
  • Marian: Oooooooo
  • Isabela: Oh, you snarky little shit
  • Bethany: *loudly* If we could stop discussing my older brother's and sister's sex lives, I would appreciate it
  • Carver: *loudly* Oh look, more darkspawn. Let's kill them so we can stop talking about this
  • ---
  • Marian: So our choices are the nice, Tainted madman, or the mage who wants to let a darkspawn magister out of his hole in the ground? Why can we never make nice decisions, like what kind of wine to have with dinner?
  • Fenris: I agree. It is the only decision worth making
  • Marian: When you're not throwing it at the walls, I assume?
  • Fenris: That was six years ago
  • Marian: And you never offered me a glass
  • Fenris: You are recycling jokes now? Has the great Marian Hawke's wit finally lost it's edge?
  • Marian: Ooh, you are just asking for it now
  • ---
  • Varric: You okay Garrett? You've been a bit quiet since-
  • Garrett: I'm fine Varric. There's more important things to be worried about right now
  • Varric: It's not easy to realise that someone you looked up to wasn't quite what you imagined. You ever need to talk, you know where my suite is
  • ---
  • Isabela: So... is no one going to bring up the fact that Varric called Garrett by his name earlier?
  • Varric: What are you talking about Rivaini? Waffles and I were just having a friendly chat
  • Isabela: Don't bullshit me. You called him Garrett. I heard you
  • Varric: That doesn't sound like me, Rivaini
  • Marian: He called you by your name when Velasco carted you off to Castillon
  • Isabela: What?! No fair, I didn't get to hear!
  • ---
  • Bethany: Are you sure about this, brother?
  • Garrett: It has to be done
  • Bethany: I could do it. I am a Hawke after all, and a mage. You don't need to-
  • Garrett: No, Bethany
  • Bethany: But-!
  • Garrett: Bethy, if I let you use blood magic, I'd never be able to live with myself
  • Bethany: And if you do it, will you be able to live with it?
  • Garrett: I'd rather it be me than you
  • ---
  • Varric: If he pulls a dragon out of his ass, I'm leaving!
  • Marian: Oh great, and now he's almost certain to pull a dragon out of his arse! Way to go Varric
  • ---
  • Bethany: Here, you didn't get a chance to close that wound earlier
  • Garrett: Thank you
  • Fenris: I just hope it was worth it
  • Marian: Well we /did/ just kill a darkspawn magister. I can't wait to hear how Varric tells this one
  • Varric: Well I doubt I'll have to exaggerate a damn thing, considering how weird this shit is
  • Fenris: That isn't what I meant...
  • Garrett: I'd have avoided it if I could, but someone had to. And if it meant sparing my little sister from that...
  • Fenris: I understand. But... Please, just be more careful from now on
  • Garrett: I will, I promise
  • Isabela: You two are so sappy... It's actually rather cute
Being Renessmee's Twin Includes
  • Rosalie: I'm naming her Bella. I will not allow you to butcher and mesh two more names. Her name is Carlie. Deal with it.
  • Carlie: Why can't I fight with you and momma papa? I want to show the Volturi that I'm not a scared little girl. Anyone threatens to kill my family, I refuse to run away
  • Bella: Carlie, how many times have I told you? No throwing knifes in the house. You could hurt Renessmee or yourself. Be more careful.
  • Emmett: C'mon kiddo. I'll teach you how to fight.
  • Jasper: *scoffs* It'd be best if I teach her. You get frustrated too easily Emmett.
  • Carlise: Carlie, your growth is more rapid than Renessmee's. Your genes must be slightly different from hers. It could be an attribution to a power we haven't discovered yet.
  • Esme: It's so sweet of you to help me make dinner for you and Renessmee. I feel like you and I hardly get any time together. Renessmee's always off with either her parents or Jacob and you keep to yourself most of the time. Just know that I'm here if you ever want to talk to someone sweetie. You are my grandbaby afterall.
  • Edward: Your mother and I don't love Renessmee more than you Carlie. We love you both equally. She just relies on us more than you. You've always been more independent than your sister.
  • Carlie: I'm more independent because you and mom are always with her and Aunt Rose takes care of me. But whatever. I don't care anymore. She'll be stuck here in Forks and you all will have to leave eventually and I will travel the world once I reach an acceptable age growth.
  • Bella: Where have you been Carlie?! You've been gone for three whole days! What on earth are you wearing?!
  • Carlie: *sighs* Relax mom. I went to Comic Con in San Diego and cosplayed as Harley Quinn. I went to have some fun. Geez, it's like your trying to keep me trapped with you forever since Renessmee started solely hanging out with Jacob. I bet you really hate that imprint now cause you finally have to pay attention to your other daughter.
  • Alice: Carlie, come shopping with me. We never spend any girl time together since you started buying your own clothes.
  • Carlie: But there's a Gotham marathon on today. How about I go shopping with you tomorrow then?
  • Jasper: *watching the Romanian aired teach you how to fight and use weapons from a window in the house because Bella and Edward forbid him from teaching her himself* I don't see what the problem was with them Alice. I have no urge to drink wither of the girls blood and I adore Carlie. I should be teaching her how to fight, not those barbaric two.
  • Alice: I know Jas. But she finally made some friends that weren't a part of our family. Renessmee has Jacob and that's all she needs. Carlie is free to expand herself unbound to anyone. We don't want to smother the girl by crowding her all the time.
  • Rose: I can't believe Bella never told you about periods. Oh wait, I can. Look Carlie, you have nothing to fear. It's completely natural.
  • Jacob: Why do you hate me Carlie? I never did anything to you.
  • Carlie: *rolls eyes and scoffs* Exactly. I hardly even know you and you're the guy my sister is bound to for life. You've hardly ever acknowledged me before. You've hardly ever spokento me and you have no interest in anyone but my sister. I don't like you because I know that the imprint you have with my sister isn't how you really are or were before my mom even started screwing with your life.
  • Bella: How can you say such a thing Carlie?!
  • Carlie: Oh please. Shut up mom. You know I'm right. You only support that imprint because now, Jacob will forever be within your grasp. Just because you chose not to have him all those years ago doesn't mean you get to keep him around when he's moved on with his life.
  • Renessmee: Will you be my maid of honor?
  • Carlie: I haven't seen or heard from you in nearly four years sis. And frankly I don't want to go to your wedding at all. You know your marriage won't end well. You're in love with Nahuel and whether you admit it or not, you don't feel the same pull if the imprint like you used to. Stop dragging Jacob along. Stop your relationship with him and decide what you want. God, you are worse than our mother. Make up your freaking mind.
  • Leah: I didn't think it would be possible, but I am actually best friends with someone who shares half her DNA with Bella Cullen.
  • Carlie: Oh hush. I'm nothing like my mother and you know it. Now shut up so I can hear Tom Hiddleston say "mewling quim."
  • Seth: Are you sure about this Carlie?
  • Carlie: Yes, for the thousandth time. I love you and I refuse to be bound to someone I met only once. I fell in love with you and that is what I've always wanted. To fall in love, not be bound by fate to become whatever my mate pleases.

anonymous asked:

I know you don't do it a lot but pretty please could you write a supercorp where Lena gets hurt and Alex is there for her bc Kara can't be but when Kara finds out she's a hot mess? ILY

She knows Lena can fight; she knows Lena can win. She knows Lena is stronger than she looks, emotionally and physically. She knows all these things because they’ve all come a long way since her girlfriend arrested her sister’s girlfriend.

She knows, but god, she’s still worried.

Worried because Lena’s arm is broken in at least three places, and though she’s biting her lip and barely even emitting a whisper, Alex knows how much pain she’s in.

She shoots the man who tossed her across the room; once, twice, three times, four.

She puts her body in front of Lena’s, puts herself in his line of fire.

She shoots him a fifth time – damn Cadmus tech – and this time, he goes down, and she grimaces slightly.

Because if she’d had her way, her weapon would have been set to kill – in war, sometimes the enemy has to die – but she’s been working with Maggie, with Kara, with J'onn, with Sara Lance. So her ray gun had been set to stun.

And Lena was safe.

“I got you, you’re okay,” she turns back to her once she cases out the scene one more time, shouting orders at her team to secure all entrances, overturn everything in search of any hidden weapons, any hidden traps.

“Never doubted you, Agent Danvers,” Lena wheezes, and Alex arches an eyebrow as she tears off part of her own sleeve with her teeth.

“You’re practically my sister-in-law, Lena, I think Alex is fine,” she tries to make conversation, because that kind of pain needs distraction.

She fastens a make-shift splint and she gingerly helps the bleeding stop, and it takes a moment for Lena to ungrit her teeth long enough to respond coherently.

“I’d prefer to think of you as a well-trained secret agent with several medical degrees rather than my sister-in-law at this particular moment. Agent Danvers.” Her voice is strained and thick with pain, but her grin is wry and somehow, she manages to inject her humor into her tone.

Alex chuckles and shakes her head.

“Whatever you say, Ms. Luthor,” she grins, and Lena lets her head fall back onto the pillow Alex forms with her hand, with her backpack.

“Where is she?” a familiar shout makes them both startle. “Who let her fall like that? Where – Lena!”

Kara nearly knocks Alex down with the force of her landing, and Alex oofs and exchanges a smirk with the closest field agent.

“We’ll need to set the bones back at the DEO, Kara, but she’s fine – ”

“Your sister took wonderful care of me, Kara, she put her body between me and – ”

And now Kara does knock Alex down, this time with the force of her hug. “Thank you, Alex. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“Always, sis. You know that.”

Kara beams as she turns her attention back to Lena, struggling to sit up now. “Shhh, baby, no, just rest here. I’m going to fly you back to the DEO, we’ll get some painkillers in you, and Alex will have you good as new before you know it.”

“Mmm, much more pleasant than an ambulance,” Lena flirts woozily as Kara gathers her tenderly into her arms, kisses her forehead with trembling, grateful lips, and flies her gently back home.

turn it off ~J.A

 A/N: It’s 3:30 am and I just finished this, I hope this is at least somewhat decent lmao also excuse any typos but i am too tired to actually check for mistakes. Let me know what you guys think! This features a lot of Protecitve!Corbyn

Requested: Yesss, I hope I did it justice tho (if not I am very very sorry and I am a disgrace) 

Summary: Your brother introduces you to his band and gets protective over you when Jack tries to flirt with you.

You groan as you hear a knock on your bedroom door. “5 more minutes mom” you mumble in the direction of the door. “I’m pretty sure I’m not mom, I didn’t give birth to you y/n” you hear your brother Corbyn say on the other side of the door. You mumbled something along the lines of ‘idiot’ as you see the handle of the door move and he steps into your bedroom. You put the covers further over your head pretending your brother isn’t there. “Come on sleepyhead it’s time to get up”. He pulls the covers off of your face and flashes you a big smile. “Ugh, I don’t want to get up” you whine at him rolling over to face him. “Why do I need to get up anyway? It’s not even noon yet”. 

Corbyn rolls his eyes at you before laughing and shaking his head. “I’m assuming you forgot that I was going to introduce you to my band.” You blankly stare at him for a second, you just woke up and needed a minute to properly function and process what your brother just said. “That was today?” You sit up in your bed and look at Corbyn, who’s just chuckling to himself. You shoot him a playful “Stop laughing and answer me you headass”, which earns you a “hey” followed up by a small shove. “You still didn’t answer me, bro.” Once again he rolled his eyes before answering you. “Yes, it’s today. Now go get dressed and have breakfast or you’ll still be in the shower when they get here.” You pretend to be offended at the shower comment but you’re aware you take long showers. “Who can take a shower in under 5 minutes anyway,” you think to yourself. “What time are they gonna be here Corbs?” He checks his phone to look at the time “hmm Jack said they’d be here around 2.” You nod and push him towards the door. “Okay well that gives me about 2 hours, I need to take a quick shower then and get ready.” Your brother starts laughing and chokes out a “quick shower my ass.” You try to push him out of your room while throwing him a sarcastic “don’t be rude, let me take my ‘quick’ shower.“ 

Once your brother left you got into the bathroom to get ready. After about an hour and a half, you’re dressed and almost done with your makeup. 'Almost’ as in you’re probably gonna have to do that eyeliner 3 more times because it’s not even. You sigh as you grab a makeup wipe to wipe away the eyeliner on your right eye once again. "One more time” you mumble as you try to get it to be even to the one on your left eye. When you finally managed to get the wings even after about 5 tries you go downstairs and join Corbyn on the couch to watch some tv as you wait for his band to come over. You were excited to meet the guys your brother had told you so much about and hoped you’d make a good first impression. As you thought that to yourself the doorbell rang and Corbyn got up to let the boys in. 

When your brother walked back into the living room he was joined by four other guys. One of them caught your eye, his curls were messy and he shot you a soft smile as he walked in. “Everyone this is my sister y/n.” Corbyn says as he stands next to you and swings his arm over your shoulder protectively. You hold out your hand and greet all of the boys. An hour goes by and the six of you are sitting in the living room with snacks as the guys talk about their band and tell you stories about each other and in return you tell your brothers band mates embarrassing stories about him. “Alright, alright that’s enough embarrassing stories for now sis.” You chuckle before saying “if you’d stop being an idiot I wouldn’t have this many stories bro.”

 A little while after that Jack joked about something Corbyn said the last time they had a band meeting and your brother fired right back with an embarrassing story about the curly haired boy. You chuckle and shake your head after hearing the story. “What’s it like being a headass?” you ask him playfully, expecting him to either let it slide or whine about it. But that’s not what happened, he looked you straight in the face before saying “I don’t know, what’s it like being gorgeous?” A little taken aback by his comment you stay silent for a second, unsure of what to say. But eventually manage to answer: “I… uhh.. pretty good?…thank you”. Almost immediately after that, you hear your brother speak up. “You can’t flirt with my sister Jack, she’s off limits.” His bandmates all laugh at his comment. “Actually I think they’d be cute together” you hear Daniel say. Corbyn’s eyes widen in horror as he goes “no, no, no, no I strongly disagree with that.” Both you and the boys chuckle as you look at a horrified Corbyn.

 Your brother swings his arm around you again pulling you closer into a hug and almost crushing you. He looks at the four boys in front of him and almost whispers the word “no” as a warning. “To be fair, your sister is pretty cute so I can’t help myself” you heard Jack say as you start violently blushing and he shoots you that same soft smile he gave you when he walked in. “Well stop thinking my sister is cute, Jack” your brother whined. “She is though, I can’t fight the feeling of at least flirting a little and telling her she’s pretty. Sorry bro” Corbyn is still holding you protectively and you can’t manage to get out of his grip. “Well turn the feeling off because I don’t like it.”

 You still try to escape Corbyn’s death grip and ask “Do I get a say in this?” That question earned you a deadly look from your brother. “No, you’re my sister you can’t date any of my friends, especially my bandmates.” You scoff at his comment “no offense but I can date whoever I want and who said anything about dating he just gave me a compliment.” He looks down at you and you see his eyebrows furrow as he thinks. “Still” you hear him mumble. Tired of fighting to get out of your brother’s grip you sigh loudly. “Can you please let go of me Corbyn?” You stretch out the 'please’ as he loosens his grip and looks at Jack before saying “fine” and letting you go completely. 

“But just so we’re clear, no dating.” He warns both you and Jack. You nod and Jack throws his hands up while saying “alright just compliments then.” before winking at you when Corbyn looked away. About 5 minutes after that your brother and the guys have to leave for a meeting. Jack is the last one to get out of the living room and hands you a little piece of paper with his number on it. “Don’t tell Corbyn but if you ever need a compliment, text me.” Once again you see that adorable smile that makes you weak in the knees. “Oh, believe me, he won’t hear about this.” With that he sprints out of the living room before your brother got suspicious. You look at the piece of paper and smile to yourself before saving the number in your phone. 

  • Ruby: Man, I never thought Weiss would be the jealous type. *Ruby said to Blake as the two walked down the streets of Vale together.* At least not when it came to me and Penny.
  • Blake: In all fairness, despite what Weiss may say, You are her best friend and now that you are spending more time with Penny since you two started dating she feels left out. *Blake pointed out, remembering how Weiss's voice could be heard from Ruby's scroll along the entire café they were at.*
  • Ruby: Whaaaa? I Spread tons of time with Weiss. Sometimes even against my will. *Ruby said before letting out a sigh.* Sigh, I'm kinda envy you and Yang.
  • Blake: Envy us? Why? *Blake asked rising an eyebrow at her young friend.*
  • Ruby: You two never get jealous of others when you hang out with other people. That is so awesome!
  • Blake: Hahaha, Ruby. It's not that impressive. Yang and I just trust eachother and know that we don't have any reasons to become jealous. Though Yang can be a bit overprotect when people can't take no for an answer. *Blake laughing, Smiling a bit with her last statement as Ruby puts her hands together as if she was praying*
  • Ruby: Rest in piece Drunken birdy faunus guy. At least Yang made you fly. Huh? *Ruby suddenly stopped looking across the street.* Oh speaking of my sis. There she is. How is she with though. *Ruby pointed out, squinting her eyes to try to recognize the people she is with.*
  • Blake: *Blake Stopped and followed Ruby's gaze to indeed see her girlfriend sitting at an outside bar with a few people.* Oh yeah. Yang said she be hanging out with some old friends. *She thought to herself as a smile slowly formed on her face at the site of Yang's laughing face before Ruby said something at immediately caught her attention.*
  • Ruby: HAH! That's Ico! Oh my god I haven't seen him in years! *Ruby gasped with a giddy smile.*
  • Blake: Ico? *Blake asked trying to figure out which one of Yang's friends she was talking.*
  • Ruby: *Ruby stared at Blake for a second before lightly palming her forehead.* Oh right. You never met him. *Ruby then pointed to the a the guy with hyena ears and hairstyle talking to Yang making her laugh.* That's Ico. The Hyena Faunus. We used to hang out all the time. He ways told the best joke and is kinda the reason why Yang makes such bad puns.
  • Blake: Ah. I see. I guess we should thank you him for that. *Blake said with a bit of sarcasm, watching The other Faunus lean towards Yang, brushing some of her hair away t whisper something in her ear, surprising Blake that Yang would allow him to do so only to be more surprised and shocked with Yang blushes and laughs harder as she joking shoves him.* They seem... Close. How could you two never mentioned him.
  • Ruby: Oh Well. It's only been like four or three and half years since He and Yang broke up and he moved to Vacuo to Shade Academy. I guess it never came up.
  • Blake: Oh I see. I'm surprise he didn't come to the vi-Wait WHAT!? *Blake began innocently before whipping her head around toward Ruby so fast she could have got whiplash, a shocked expression covering her face.*
  • Ruby: *It was at this moment Ruby knew. She fucked up.* Oh, uh, Yeaaaaah. Yang and Ico... Kinda... dated...
  • Blake: So you mean that guy, *Blake said pointing to Ico, who is laughing patting Yang's lap after Yang told a joke, making the cat faunus grit her teeth.* Is Yang's Ex?
  • Ruby: Uuuuuuuuh... Yes? *Ruby quietly muttered pocking her fingers together.* B-but it was a mutual break up! They weren't even that serious.
  • Blake: Oh... Okay then. As long it wasn't a bad break up and it was seirous. *Blake mutter, feeling ridiculous for feeling worried as she watches Ico place his arm around Yang's shoulder and he leaned over to to tip glasses with the girl next to Yang.* Is he always that clingy though? *she asked with a frown.*
  • Ruby: Oh yeah. At least they are at a bar and have their shirts on. Hehe, Man Dad was piiiiiishit. *Ruby laugh before realizing what she said and tried to stop Blake was her sister's girlfriend quickly marched across the street.* Blake! BLAKE! WAIT!
  • ~~~
  • Yang: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh Man, Ico. That was hilarious. Hahahahaha!*Yang laughed as she banged her fist against the bar, Wiping a tear out of her eye.* Hehehe, Oh boy. Seriously though. I can't believe your wife let you do that. *She said hand her ex back his scroll.*
  • Ico: Hehehe, Oh she focken loved it. And it got her rock hard to later at night as you can see. Hahaha. *Ico Smirked looking at the pic of him and his wife on a muddy bike with a very noticeable bulge under Ico's wife bathing suit, taking a swig of his beer.* Mmm, So what about ye, ya sun dragon? Hey you managed to hook a keeper yet?
  • Yang: Oh I hope so. *Yang smiled dreamily.* I'm dating my partner and best friend, Blake. She is the best. She is so beautiful and has the cuuuutest kitty ears. Oh ahhaha And whenever she is annoyed she-
  • Ico: She star looking like at grumpcat.
  • Yang: Yeah... How did you?
  • Ico: Because I think she coming towards us wit yar sis lass. *Ico pointed behind Yang as he took another swig of his beer.*
  • Yang: Huh? Oh Hey BlakMMM? *Yang Yang started to greet after turning to see her girlfriend before she took hold of her cheek and pulled her into a heated passionate kiss, Moaning slightly as Blake's hand ran through her hair to pull her closer to deepen the kiss with her tongue.*
  • Ruby: Ew gross... Hey Ico. *Ruby frowned then smiled to her old friend.*
  • Ico: Wassup Rosey. You got taller. *Ico greeted back giving Ruby a quick hug as they watched Blake make out with Yang.* Yar sis scored big I see.
  • Ruby: Yeah She isn't normally like this.
  • Blake: *It was then Blake pulled away leaving a dazed, panting, blushing, and seemingly fainting Yang to lean against she.* Hello. I'm Blake. Yang's GIRLFRIEND.
  • Ico: Yea. Pleasure to meet ya. I'm Ico. Ya mind teaching me how to do that to me wife? Yar anniversary is coming up and i like to get the same efect on her. *Ico greeted back with a smirk as he pointed to Yang and laughed as Blake started to blush with an embarrassment.*
  • Blake: Your... wife... Oh god.
  • Ruby: Jealous is a funny thing ain't it.
  • Blake: Shut uMM!? *Blake tried to say before Yang pulled her into the same kiss and then lifted her up and headed out the door.*
  • Yang: Ihavetogo.ItwasniceseeyaIco.BYE!
  • Ico: Cheers *He smiled raising his glass before Looking At ruby with a serious look.* Are ya allowed in here?
  • Ruby: Yep and after seeing that I'm going need a drink.
  • Ico: A pint for the young las to wash away the site of har sistor gitting lucky, Please!

anonymous asked:

I know everyone is busy with DanversSistersWeek but I had this weird dream the other night and would love to see it come to life even as a short one shot, I suck at words and I don't write in english but love to read.If you are not interested in the prompt maybe you know someone who also writes supergirl? Anyway the prompt is simply they find an alien that can de age people and Alex was made small (5-6) So Kara has to be the big sis. Alex is a trouble maker wrecking havoc on DEO like funny.

I actually wasn’t sure what to do for Day 4 of DanversSistersWeek so this prompt actually helped. Hope this lives up to expectations. 

“Hey, Eliza!” 

Kara’s voice over the phone is enthusiastic but a little breathless and Eliza immediately recognizes it as her ‘if you knew what’s going on I’d be in trouble, but you don’t know so I’m going to (badly) pretend everything is fine’ voice. 

“Hello, Kara,” she says, wryly, wondering what her youngest daughter got herself into this time. “How are you?”

“Good! I’m good! And you?”

“Oh, I’m fine, Kara. Do you need something?”

“No,” Kara says quickly. “Just a question.”

“Kara, I’m at a conference, so can we make this quick?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course. What was Alex like when she was, ummm, 5? Maybe 6?”

That was certainly not the question Eliza was expecting. She’s not quite sure what to make of it.

“Is this urgent, because I have to present in ten minutes.”

“Yes! It’s very, very important,” Kara replies. “Please…”

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anonymous asked:

First: I love all your headcanons~ and well, I don't know if you're into Broadway musicals so you can just ignore this request, lol. How will RFA + V and Saeran react to an MC who turns to be really into musicals (like Hamilton, Heathers, Legally Blonde...) and can't stop singing or quoting them like ALWAYS? My little sis is like that and always sings to me gay or european when i mention Jumin Han

I’m not into but I’ll totally write this anyways! 
I’m sorry for not posting I want to do better but sleep 
-After after endings- 
~Mod L 

♡ He’s completely clueless when it comes to any of these references like me 
♡ He’s totally fascinated by them though
♡ Once he started his job as a vet and quit LOLOL he didn’t have as much time for hobbies
♡ But he did he best to make out time to take you to musicals 
♡ He’s not quite as fanatic about it as you are 
♡ But the look of excitement whenever he got you tickets made everything totally worth it 
♡ He tries to keep up with you on the references and he starts to understand them all
♡ Whenever he tries to make one for himself it doesn’t quite work out 
♡ He’ll get the characters or lines wrong but he tries so hard it’s so cute 

♡ He’s always so caught up in his own work sometimes he doesn’t always watch classic musicals 
♡ But he loves how into it you are 
♡ Not only does he love seeing you passionate about something, but seeing you passionate about what he does!! 
♡ He can sneak in some really good tickets from contacts from work 
♡ Even if he can’t he tries to buy you the best tickets he can 
♡ He learns all your favorite musicals so you two can sing them together 
♡ He’s 200% into all this and will stop anything and everything to sing with you 

♡ The only musicals she really got into was Zen’s 
♡ She appreciates the industry as a whole but she’s used to being so busy any spare time was dedicated to Zen’s 
♡ So now that you two have the cafe you can actually work to free up more time for her 
♡ You show her some of your favorite musicals, and she loves them 
♡ Zen’s will always be #1 in her heart but she definitely enjoys the ones you enjoy 
♡ She sees you singing it all the time in the cafe while tidying up, or making customers orders
♡ She begins to play the songs in the background of the cafe for you two to listen to 
♡ She’s not a big singer but whenever you start to sing she can’t help but sing along with you 

♡ Front row seats to every single musical you want? 
♡ Heck yeah 
♡ Or whatever seats you want 
♡ Literally whenever you want, even if it’s totally sold out he will find a way 
♡ He doesn’t sing but he loves hearing you sing 
♡ He already has some knowledge of musicals from growing up, but not to the extend you know 
♡ But he loves to see you get all excited about musicals 
♡ He will support you in every way he can, and when he starts to understand all your references he’ll use a couple
♡ But only rarely so it catches you off guard each time, but in the best way 

♡ From the very initial background check he knew that you loved musicals 
♡ So as a surprise he started researching your favorites 
♡ As soon as you started to sing he was right there with you
♡ He matched you word for word with every song 
♡ He even stopped with his baby cars to start buying you the best tickets money could buy for your musicals 
♡ Or at least hacks into the ticketing system to put you two in 
♡ He can’t sing so he just purposely goes all out in horrible singing 
♡ Sometimes you can’t even sing along with your favorite songs because you’re too busy laughing at him 

♡ He doesn’t know a thing about musicals 
♡ The first few times you made any references to them he has no idea what you’re talking about 
♡ Initially he’s not too into it 
♡ He’s not used to having time to enjoy hobbies such as going to musicals
♡ But he got frustrated at not understanding all your references 
♡ He wants to love the things you love, so he tries harder to watch the musicals you enjoy 
♡ Alone he can’t get super into it, but once he starts watching it with you he sees how happy you are, he starts to understand it more 
♡ He only watches them with you, but while you two are together he finds himself enjoying them more than he imagined he would 

♡ Growing up, he enjoyed going to musicals 
♡ But as he grew older and he pursued photography more, he didn’t have as much time to watch musicals anymore 
♡ Whenever you referenced older, classic musicals he understood what you meant, but any newer references were lost on him 
♡ While blind he really started to appreciate music more and more, and was happy to accompany you to any musical you wanted to see 
♡ It reinvigorates his love for musicals 
♡ He’s happy to relearn his love for musicals with you, and is quickly able to join you in singing 

Essays in Existentialism: Neighbors

Clexa prompt (something light to tide us over): Clarke has a crush on her next door neighbour who just moved in, but she always seems aloof and guarded. Though she can’t be that bad, not when Clarke hears her sing this ridiculous song in the shower every morning. In the elevator Clarke decides to tease the neighbour by whistling the song.

“These are… a lot of boxes,” Clarke observed, making her way through the maze that appeared in the hallway leading to her door. She pushed her bag against her back and wove herself through it as best she could so as not to disrupt a thing.

She thought she would make it to her door, but it wasn’t where she left it, instead a wall of boxes with very obscene labels blocked it.

“You moving?” Octavia asked, both standing at the foot of this great wall, confused and unsure of how to proceed.

“Not the last time I checked,” Clarke genuinely thought about it, unsure of if in her sleep-deprived brain she decided to go apartment shopping.

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anonymous asked:

who knows if ur taking promts and who knows if you write supercorp but im just gonna leave this hear and if u wanna write then thx homie and if you don't then i appreaciate all you do for the fandom!!!<3. Kara blowing out her powers and lena can give her hickeys and lena gives her like a bunch and everybody at Catco/ DEO are like what the heck ??? thx ilysm CONGRATS ON THE BOOK DEAL

It’s not the first time she’s blown out her powers, but thankfully, it’s the least traumatizing.

This time, she’s not using everything she has to save the world, to save her sister, to pour out all of her grief through her eyes, not in water, but in fire.

This time, no one is attacking anyone. This time, it’s just an alien ship – alright, a massive alien ship – crashing down to Earth, but it’s an accident, not an invasion, and it’s bigger than Fort Rozz and it’s faster than the Cadmus space ark, but Kara stops it, and Kara gets it back into orbit, and Alex, J’onn, Winn, and Lena head up to help the grateful crew get it back into working order.

So this time, Kara has to rest.

But she doesn’t have to recover. Not emotionally, anyway.

So this time, Alex helps Lena set up the sun lamps to help Kara heal faster in Kara’s apartment instead of the med bay at the DEO.

This time, Kara can watch movies in Alex’s arms (granted that Alex is in protective gear against the radiation, something that Lena and Maggie are eager to photograph).

This time, Kara isn’t afraid her powers will never return. She’s just grateful she has her family around her to help her through feeling physically human.

And she’s also grateful when her family leaves. When Alex kisses her and makes her promise to call if she feels even the slightest bit strange, because having the red sun lamps help her and Lena have sex, kiss, without Kara having to worry about hurting her, but it’s different.

It’s different than this.

And she wants to experience… this… with Lena.

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kcg4  asked:

How good is my Si? well I'm not really friends with details and I often hear "you need to be more coherent and rigorous but I've been raised by a Si dom mom so I have a certain routine reallyflexible but still there, I was thinking about customs and I just go with the one I like or understand but don't care about the others. About Ne, is overanlyzing everything to the point of obsessing more a Ne dom or Ne aux thing? Someone talked to me about the aux "overkilling" comapred to the dom

Ne-doms suffer from two major problems aux-Ne’s don’t:

The tendency to skim read and then assume.

Ne-doms don’t take the time to carefully read and comprehend information; rather, they skim as they look for information that pertains to them, or what they are interested in, which means unless they really buckle down and decide to learn something completely (Si), their knowledge of said subject will be based entirely in speculation, without grounded awareness of facts, principles, or deeper understanding, which would come from detailed studying.

You see this a lot in the MBTI community, with high Ne’s that have not slowed down to learn about the functions, how they interact with one another, how to tell them apart, and so on – they go on to either mistype dramatically on a frequent basis (because they don’t know MBTI, but their Ne makes them think they do; a broad understanding is not a thorough understanding), or they make up their own system (Ne) and claim it is MBTI, when it’s not, which leads to:

Grand generalizations without specifics.

Again, this is evidence of a lack of Si details and knowledge base. Because a Ne can make it sound like they know what they’re talking about even if they don’t, they tend to generalize to an enormous extreme, and their details will be way off, because of hyperbolic tendencies. Details are hard for them to remember but grand generalizations work, because they are totally vague, semi-open to interpretation and above all, melodramatic (which Ne likes).

You see this with me sometimes in typing characters; even if I’m sure this is their type, it’s hard for me to give specific examples of a thought process or behavior that indicates cognition, so I resort to vague generalities like, “He sees lots of possibilities,” or “All her choices are to get her somewhere,” instead of “When the oil tanker blows up, he immediately switches his original plan from X to Z based on the new information,” or “She uses the internet to target the people she doesn’t like on a hate-list, which she then spreads among the student body, as part of her plan to eviscerate her enemies and become class president.”

See, even that is a bit vague and generalizing. =P

My INFP friend is not like this. She is meticulous when life demands she use Si and remembers details, specifics, etc., much better than I do; she is not nearly as prone to melodramatic hyperbole for effect, except when it directly ties into her Fi-feelings (and then it is MELODRAMA), whereas I exaggerate all the time. She can often be shockingly specific, whereas I’m delighted if I remember to use the word “mastiff” in a novel instead of the vague generalization of “dog.” (Look, reader! I managed to add a specific sensory detail! And it was hard, so be super impressed right now, okay??) Meanwhile, she would go on to tell me, if she cared, what year the breed was created, where it came from, etc. Details.

Define over-analyzing; because I consider that Ti in my understanding of it, but others consider it “intuitive in general.” If by over-analyzing you mean you’re obsessing over what type you are, that’s just human behavior. If by over-analyzing you mean you can’t let anything go without making an intuitive inference about it (she said this, but she meant that, and this is probably what’s going on in her life which made her think that way) that’s intuition in general.

The best way to tell a Ne-dom from an aux is – does the Ne stop there?

Permit me to explain.

INFP and I hold the same moral views. Both of us stand on those principles. She would not under any circumstance violate them, nor can she imagine a situation in which she might. This is Fi directing Ne: this is out of bounds, says Fi, and it stops here.

Ne and Fi are a whole other ball of wax. I routinely assert my views, then start an alternate argument in my head. I may or may not believe that, on a daily basis. When push comes to shove, I will probably stand upon that Fi morality, but Ne isn’t blocked by Fi; Ne is still considering possibilities, challenging my views (are you sure about that?), and going down rabbit trails, unhindered by that pesky moral viewpoint. After all, everything exists in the abstract, so why not consider whether or not your morals would stand or not?

For Ne-doms, nothing is blocking the flow of information (both what is there, and what’s happening behind the scenes; they are perceiving it all, continually) – there is no introverted function “bias” coming into it, so they will be the most open-minded and most inclined to change their mind rapidly when given new information, without needing to stop and access their Fi/Ti. Since Ne is so nebulous and unfixed, nothing is ever “set” in a Ne-dom’s mind; this makes it very easy to change their mind, their views, their opinions, their focus, their approach, etc., without needing any time to re-calibrate their processing. Since Ne is dominant, it’s instinctive and immediate in a way that doesn’t happen for Ne-auxes.

This both makes them able to be extremely perceptive and accurate (IF they can accumulate a detailed knowledge base from which to operate to go with their Ne) AND prone to detachment from reality in some instances – but in a way, since they are so attentive to the outside world’s visible and unseen patterns and picking up on people’s intuitive tells, they can be more grounded than the INXPs in terms of “what is actually happening,” because the INXP has to work through a self-based perspective first (Ti/Fi).

This is what makes people see Ne-doms as “scattered,” or “inconsistent,” but in reality it is a strength that can be channeled in positive directions, if the Ne-dom is willing to do the research, study, and self-educating required to discipline themselves into being good at what they do. This will go against their nature; it seems too slow, the information too tedious, with too much to remember, but much like the NJ types, if they do not slow down and learn, if they do not, for example, really stop and study the functions in depth, they will be poor typists, for themselves and others.

- ENFP Mod

youngervolcano  asked:

why don't you like b*tty

G O D okay she makes everything about herself??? like her friends are going through a ton of their own shit too but she’s got to weasel herself into every goddamn situation in riverdale and make it all about her and her problems and im like….. sis………… stop for a hot second please and thank you. also the fact that she still thinks she’s in the right for that stunt she pulled with chuck?? where she literally tortured him and attempted to drown him in a scalding hot tub and yet he’s STILL the bad guy,, even when he tried to expose her for literally trying to murder him??? we all acknowledge that he did some fucked shit but its not…. worth…. getting tortured over??? also the fact that she’s a shit girlfriend and just wants that relationship for what SHE can get out of it, and not what’s best for jug, even though he’s literally homeless, has heaps of family drama, and yet it’s still about her lmao. EVERYONE in their squad kept telling betty that jughead hates birthday celebrations and yet she still threw him a party bc that’s what she thought good gfs are supposed to do… and then jug was the Bad Guy in the relationship for being uncomfortable at that party and expressing that discomfort?? and he was guilted into NOT breaking up with her, because of course b*tty cooper can never do anything wrong, and she’s the purest ray of sunshine in the entire town, and everything always has to revolve around her, because she’s the Poster Child of what everyone else’s kids should be striving to be 🙄

god this rant was so Extra and i realize this, but all of this happened just TONIGHT. there’s so much more shit i could have gotten into but the fact that she managed to pull all this shit in one episode is kind of incredible

also here’s a good post explaining it all

Get to know the Inazuma Fandom Meme

I think I already did this, but well, I do it for those who are new in the fandom, and because I just want to do it ! XD Well, my opinion changed for some questions… Let’s do it !x3

  • How long have you been a fan of Inazuma Eleven ?

BIG fan since summer 2015 !

  • How did you find out about Inazuma Eleven ?

Thanks to my sis. She was watching it, and couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful Kidou was and all… XD In the beginning, I wasn’t interested to it, tbh… And then, one night, I watched the first episode and that’s when my love began !

  • Favourite IE Character(s)

MY BABIES !!! *Cough* Shirou & Atsuya.. X) And I have all my boys : my little blondinet, my baby penguin Kidou & my other baby penguin Aki.

I love all the IE kids, tbh. Especially my sakka freak, Endou, my queens Haruna & Kino, the man of the ocean Tsunami, my little tiger Toramaru, my ryuusei boy Hiroto, my pistachio boy Midorikawa, the God Terumi, one of the penguin boys Sakuma & the rebellious Tobitaka !

Buuut, my fave ones are the 5 beauties, especially my little wolves !! >3< (OF COURSE)

  • Favourite IEGO Character(s)

Here we go… No inspiration for nicknames so far XD Soo… My boys : Yukimura, Taiyou, Kishibe, Hakuryuu, Yuuichi, Kyousuke, Kariya, Isozaki, Minamisawa, Okita & Alpha.

And there’re other characters that I really like : Shindou, Kirino, Fey, Sangoku, Kinako, Saryuu, Ibuki, Matatagi & Hikaru. The Go kids are really cute, tbh…

And the hottie Ishido ? I REALLY LOVE HIM ! Like, so much..

  • Least Favourite Character(s)

Sakura (GOD I HATE HER), Morimura, Kusaka (all the new Go Galaxy kids, tbh. Except Matatagi, Ibuki & the trio of Raimon), Tenma (I dislike him… a bit), Shuu & that’s all I think…?  Oh, I kinda dislike Kageyama too…

  • Favourite OTP and ships?

*Fangirl mode activated* GOUKI !!! MY OTP ! <3 And KdFd & GouFubu, my top 3 ships. For Go : KyouTaku, Ranmasa, Hakuryuu x Kyousuke, & that’s all I think ?

And some other good ships I love : GouFu, FuFubu, SatoTeru, Kidou x Fubuki, EnGou & HiroEn.

For Go, some ships I like : Rantaku, Isozaki x Kyousuke, Kurama x Minamisawa & MuneTaku.

  • Favourite BROTP?

MY ANGELS (MY FAVE ONE !!!), the Break trio, the Penguin Trio, Tobitaka-Fudou-Tsunami, Toramaru-Tobitaka, Tsunami-Tachimukai, Rika-Touko, Fubuki-Tsunami.

For Go : Yuuichi-Kyousuke (my fave one !!), the Raimon trio, Hikaru-Kariya, Nishiki-Midori, Amagi-Hikaru & Fei-Tenma. 

  • If you were in a team of your choosing, which school?

Teikoku (original), the team of badass boys !

  • What position would you be playing?

Forward, for sure !

  • Favourite hissatsu move(s)?

All my babies’ hissatsus. Also, all my boys’ hissatsus (original). Hissatsus like The Earth, Big Bang, Inazuma Break, Hurricane, and others XD (But all of the ones I said are the main ones).

For Go… Yukimura’s hissatsus, Taiyou’s, Kyousuke’s, Shindou’s & Hakuryuu’s. Other hissatsus : The Mist, Fire Tornado DD, Hunter’s net, and that’s all I can remember right now…

  • Favourite Season?

The Aliea arc without any hesitation ! And you know why, of course…

Also, a little mention of the Holy Road season.

  • Favourite Episode?

All the IE episodes. Every one of them is priceless in its own way. And a special mention to the episode 36, episodes 25-28 & episode 47(Holy Road).

  • What does Inazuma Eleven mean to you?

I already wrote the whole thing but… IE means so much things to me. This anime is the only one who made me feel so much feelings and gave me very good memories & precious friends. It saved me, healed me, and makes me happy everyday. And I love it even more each day that is passing. <33

  • Do you contribute to the fandom? (Graphics/Gifs/Writing/Art/ Supporter)

All of them. But that’s mostly Gifs, writing and being a BIG supporter ! I also bring the new infos about IE & IE Ares. :33

  • Recommend some of your favourite Inazuma Eleven blogs

God damn it. I have so many to recommend : @zafiro-satoshi (her 4 blogs) @iuniu @ishidoshuuji (all her blogs) @letsplaysakka @g-ran @lynneryon @tsuri-ouji, @ygreczed @huyandere @aishakami (both her two blogs) @linabigface @inazuma-eleven-translations @inazumaelevenconfessions @inazuma-eleven-lover @inazuma-eleven-fan  @suzusnowfuusuke @vraberika @frosteblaze @iulliiana @zappyspiker (all the blogs !!)

Let’s check their blogs NOW ! (Or if you don’t have time, later of course X)) Seriously, don’t hesitate. VERY GOOD BLOGS !! And the most important, kind, sweet, adorable persons with beautiful souls <333

For the end… SAKKA YAROUZE !! (Imagine my voice screaming it…)

anonymous asked:

Zen and Jumin having a little sister who is depressed and have anxiety but hides it behind her smiles, jokes and corny puns. I'm sorry if this disturbs you, I'm just really having a bad life. You don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable with it. Thank you.

Oh, sweetie, I’m so sorry it took so long for me to answer you, I was just following the order of the requests, I hope you’re feeling better by now. If you feel like it, come by and talk to me a little, okay? I really want to know if you’re feeling better…

I also wish I had something better for your request, but that’s all I could think of.

(I’m not sure if it is necessary, but):

TW: Mentionings of depression and anxiety


  • It’s been a while since they haven’t seen each other, things been weird ever since he left to pursue his acting career
  • She missed him more than she though she would. Most of the time they were fighting, anyway.
  • But as soon as she saw him, she couldn’t hold back this huge smile and all those bad puns about his hair turning grey at such a young age
  • He smiled softly, yeah, he missed this, he missed the teasing, he missed all the good and bad things only her sister could pull it off
  • He seemed fine! Great, actually… he talked about the roles he was managing to get, and with so much enthusiasm!
  • “Yeah, I could use some of your joy now, bro.” you said, more to yourself than to him, but he listened.
  • “Okay, what did mom do right now?”he let out a deep sigh and asked.
  • “Nothing! I swear, it’s just… it’s hard, you know? Having this illness and people don’t really seeing as a disease… I’m kinda of done right now, I guess.”
  • “I see… well, you know I’m not a therapist, so I don’t really know what to tell you…” “Just you not saying that I should just smile and try not to feel sad is really useful, bro, believe me.”
  • “Well, I do. I… always believe in you, sis, even when you don’t believe in yourself, you know? And… I’m sorry if I’ve been a little distant, but you know I’ll always be there for you, right?” “Yeah, I know…” she rests her head on his shoulder briefly.
  • “And, you know, if things get too tough, you can always move in with me!”. She scoffed: “We as roomies? That would never work, Hyun!”
  • “Why not?” “Because you would freak out everytime I brought someone to stay over. What would be our code? A tie in the knob?”
  • “I… don’t think we should be discusing this. And you should never bring a man to your place!” “So I should go to his place?”
  • “NO! THAT’S EVEN WORSE! Just… focus on your studies for now, okay? You’re smart, just finish. When you do, I’ll help you get a decent job. We’ve got each other’s backs, don’t we?” “Yes, of couse we do!”
  • “Good, so stop talking about men and focus on your studies.” “That coming from school dropout himself…”
  • “Well, I’m not as smart as you. But don’t waste your talent! You probably disagree with me, but you’re smart, talented, amazing and will make through everything, I swear.”
  • “Okay, granie, I’ll… I’ll consider evrything you said… and YOU! Don’t get away of my sight like this again, okay?”
  • He didn’t answer her, at least not with words, he just hugged her tightly. Well, that was the right answer after all.


  • They’re half brother and sister. She is the daughter of some of his father’s ex wife
  • Not that it matters, because somehow he always found himself… liking you and… caring for her, like he generally never cared or liked any of his stepmothers.
  • Maybe because she’s nothing like her mother? Or just because she was the only one who doesn’t bother him with annoying questions about girlfriends and such?
  • Even with her weird sense of humor and all, he always felt a little more comfortable around her than with the rest of the world. Even when his father and her mother weren’t together anymore.
  • It’s been a while since they don’t see each other, she was tudying abroad and got back recently. Okay, not really an excuse hen you have Skype or FaceTime, but still… they both have been busy, let’s put it that way.
  • “So, are you really in line for being CEO?” “I suppose is a little early to discus this, my father is very healthy and he probably will stay as CEO for a few more years… what about you? Preparing yourself to take over your family business?”
  • She let out a sigh: “Don’t even get me started on this, bro. I… forget it.” “Go ahead, tell me.”
  • “I… I wasn’t studying abroad. I… I was at this clinic…” he doesn’r really understand how this answers his previous question. “Clinic?”
  • “It was a mental insitution, I… have been struggling again…” oh, now he gets it, yes, he remembers their brief conversations about depression and anxiety, how she was scared of starting to take those meds…
  • “Are you feeling better now?” “That’s a very relative and subjective question. It’s not like you to make this kind of question…”
  • “Yes, I appologize…” “Don’t be so formal, bro. I was just messing with you. But… to answer you, I… it’s a journey, you know what I mean? Some days I feel like I’m at the top of the world, ready to conquer and divide, but there are those other days… and I just… want to disappear, forever, if possible.”
  • “Make sure to contact me when these days come, then. I’m… not good at comforting and I don’t think I can possibly relate to your problems, but you can come here and just… vent. Walk in my garden, pet Elizabeth the 3rd.” You scoff “I read somewhere animals are a great therapy, please consider my offer. She won’t judge you, and if you’re wondering, neither will I.”
  • If she wasn’t paying fully attention on this, she would never notice how kind his words were, because his tone was so stoic and monotone, but he has always been like this: kind in a unnusual way.
  • “Actually, maybe we can manage to help each other. I… I may be in need for some advice from a… female perspective.” ohohoho, was Jumin Han in love? She wanted to tease him, but nah, she would never do this, she knew how uncomfortable this was for him.
  • “Sure, anything you need. We’ve got each other’s back. ” she patted his hand quickly and smiled.
  • “Yes, we always had.” he tried to pat her shoulder, but this felt out of place for both of them.
  • Actually, she was always more comfotable knowing she could always count on his reliable words, this was more important than hugs and pats.

mintful  asked:

More tony/peter headcanons please 💕 And i just imagined one of the avengers praised his webbing or somethin and it turned into a long explanation about how it works and all xD

  • Omfgggg one of the Avengers praising Peter on his webbing casually, like a passing compliment, and Peter just word vomits at them. The Avenger standing there in growing horror as Peter launches into this long-winded explanation complete with hand gestures and science terms. The kid barely stops long enough to breath, and doesn’t stop until Tony puts a gauntlet over his mouth and physically shuts him up. The Avenger sighs in relief, and Peter sheepishly removes Tony’s hand and apologises and squirms in embarrassment. But Tony is like, “Eh, I used to do that too when I was your age. You’ve just gotta learn how to turn the excited babbling into intelligent, snarky babbling that makes you look awesome. It comes with age, kid.” And Peter stops feeling so bad about himself.
  • Peter and Tony don’t really expect to grow really close after CACW, but they do. Somehow, they keep getting drawn together to protect NYC. Peter starts texting Tony when he has a problem with a villain, and Tony tries to emotionally distance himself but he can’t. He finds himself growing more and more attached until he’s regularly checking up on Peter and helping out. And Peter has this void that Uncle Ben’s left, and Tony is nothing like Uncle Ben, but he’s there. He’s there. He’s reassuring. Somehow, they find themselves as really close friends, until Tony is this mash of rich, snarky uncle/superhero colleague/friend/father figure/mentor and they’re too tangled up in one another. 
  • Tony refers to Peter as ‘the protege’ in his head until one day he accidentally blurts it out. Turning to get Peter’s attention, whistling sharply and barking out, “Oi, protege, get your butt over here.” And Peter is all flustered and excited and pleased, and Tony doesn’t acknowledge his slip and moves on. But it comes out more and more. Tony talking to the other Avengers, like, “Have you seen my asshole protege around? He programmed Dum-E to flip me off and I need to throw him off a building.” Or introducing Peter to people: “This is Peter, my tiny protege. Peter, this is Pepper, our resident dictator. Do not cross her if you wish to live.”
  • Also? Pepper ‘what the actual fuck when did you acquire a superhero child TONY’ Potts is so, so tired.
  • I love the idea of Tony lugging Peter around. Not just teaming up and talking during their superheroes lives, but hanging out during their regular lives, too. Tony gets called into SI for some emergency and Peter makes to leave, but Tony is like, “Nope. No. If I have to suffer this, so do you, this is your punishment for doing that reckless thing yesterday that almost got you killed and gave me a heart attack.” Tony punishing his teenage protege by dragging him into Stark Industries (aka the place Peter’s dreams are made of, omfg). 
  • So Tony brings this random 15yo into SI. He probably puts him to work too. Everything from letting him fiddle in the labs with proper scientists to fetching everyone coffees to being Tony’s secretary when he realises his old one quit. Pepper is in another state, so she doesn’t get to witness Peter in the same jeans and mathletes shirt he went to school in, clipboard in hand, ushering confused businessmen around the office. Everyone is confused and Tony tells them Peter’s doing a paid internship for extra credit, and Peter is like, “I am?” And Tony stops. Considers it. And decides, “Yeah, actually. You are.” And that’s how Peter accidentally acquires an internship at his favourite company and gets kind of treated like the ‘boss’s son’ by the entire building, even though technically Pepper is their boss, and Peter is not Tony’s son, for the last time, guys

kitestarry  asked:

Hi, ENTP user here. You've once mentioned that dropping things and people quickly can be a sign of unhealthy Ne. I have a great issue with the people part, particularly with romance. Once I get at least a tiny bit bored I freak out and run away. I used to think that 'well they're not THE ONE' but after some thinking I tend to think it's the issue of MY mindset - no matter how much I try, I'll always end up like this if I don't solve it. Any advice/commentary?

(Gif: Dolores, Westworld. ENFP.)

This is specifically an inferior Si problem.

High Si know that great relationships take time. High Si knows life is not an endless succession of exciting moments. High Si knows the ups and downs of life and of relationships are normal. High Si knows trust, compatibility, and true understanding of another person comes with the willingness to wait, and allow a relationship to develop. High Si knows the details of someone else are valuable. High Si knows that someone might be ‘the one’ if you grow together.

Here is the hard truth every Ne-dom struggles with: life can and will often be boring. There will be periods of your life in which you are bored, when nothing interesting is happening unless you make it happen. It is your choice, whether you sacrifice your relationships on the altar of boredom or take those people with you into excitement. Now, it is true some people are not compatible with one another. If you have known someone only a short time, but most often find your mind not fully engaged with them, a relationship with that person may not be your best option, because you will “lose interest” quickly.

However, part of growing up and maturing, especially for the EXXP, is learning commitment; once a commitment bond forms, it takes a great deal to break it. I used to waffle on a friendship a great deal. There were times when we had fun, and times when I felt little interest. Then I realized that I was essentially being selfish; I was mostly concerned with filling “my” needs, some of which were unreasonable. Ne kept telling me, “What if there’s a BETTER person out there? The PERFECT match? You should throw this person aside and look for them!”

But… is that how I want to be treated? As a Substitute Person? A temporary placeholder until a more exciting person comes along? Is that how I want to live my life? Going from one person to another, USING one person after another, chasing endlessly after something abstract (what defines a “better” match?) instead of appreciating, maturing, and developing the relationships I have? There was a point where I stopped and said, “That’s it. I’m going to stop doubting this friendship. It’s good. We have fun. We hardly ever fight. We believe roughly the same way on a lot of issues. I’m just going to stay friends with her.” That was it. I haven’t doubted since. (We’ve been friends 14 years.)

Does she fulfill all my needs? No. She doesn’t have to. That’s my job. Are there boring patches where we have nothing to say? Yes, there are. That’s life. And in those boring patches, I find a new interest – not a new person. I am letting Si build our understanding of one another and ground me in reality. I cannot chase after an abstract individual who will keep me constantly entertained; the real thing, real conversations, real people, real lunch dates, are better.

I hear you in the romantic department. There’s a reason I’m single. I’ve had a couple of boyfriends but the minute it started getting “serious” … I ran away. I got scared. Scared I might get “trapped” in something I don’t want or like. Scared of the major commitment that comes from a serious relationship. Scared of all it implies. Are you really bored or… scared? Are you letting your Ne run away with you into the future as you live out an entire relationship and decide – nah (like I did) instead of living… now? In this moment? JUST HERE? If so,thats not fair. You just lived a life with another person out in your head in which they had no say, and assumed it would end in boredom. Why not just live it?

When you are facing one of those moments of “eh, should I cut and run?” ask yourself these questions:

Am I really “bored” with this relationship or chasing something abstract (a “better” one) that does not exist? Stop living in abstract-land. Write up a list of deep, character-driven qualities you want in a partner or friend and seek out people who have them.

Am I throwing away something good because it’s not moving “fast” enough? The entire world does not move as fast as the Ne-dom brain does. Are your expectations of how quickly a relationship progresses realistic?

Am I bored because I have not taken a true interest in this person? Look at your relationship. Do you only ever talk about what you want to talk about? Do you enjoy them when they take an interest in you, and then get bored when it’s their turn to talk? Do they exist just as a sounding board for your ego? Or do they actually matter to you as a human being? Do you know details about them? Did you ask questions and show interest in their likes and dislikes and passions, even though they are not yours? Or did you not listen because that’s “boring”? Did you pay attention when they confided in you?

Am I scared? Of… commitment? Letting someone get close to me? Giving away my heart? Opening up to someone else? Being tied to another person? Closing the door on other possibilities?

Or is what you have right now in the glorious, complex, fully flesh human being in your life… better than some abstract dream?

- ENFP Mod

Carisi-centric thoughts on Ep 18x18

The last fifteen minutes really ruined what was, until then, a perfectly serviceable episode. It really flew by, up until that point, and I kinda liked it. It was dumb but fun :D

I even liked the hypnotism angle, but I must say, I think the problem persists; yet again, the episode had an interesting premise, but it failed to take advantage of it. Why not go into the practicalities of hypnosis? Where was Huang to get on that stand and explain it in detail? Speaking of, wouldn’t Barba talk to an “expert” during the trial? Why not make a show if it and demonstrate hypnosis? Wouldn’t that be fun to watch?


OK, guys, I’m going to be honest. I’m of two minds, when it comes to this episode. Sonny-wise, the episode was fantastic (and let’s be honest, that’s always my main concern lol), the premise was fun, we got Barba working with the entire team, not just Liv, and the case itself (the investigation of it, at least) was twisty enough to remain enjoyable.


From a legal standpoint, this episode was laughably bad. It honestly left me baffled. Who wrote this? The last fifteen minutes were ridiculous. No way would Barba ever get a conviction based on what we saw. I’ll expand on that in a minute (in EXTENSIVE detail), but first let’s start with the good.

Sonny and Continuity

A lot of great stuff in this episode! Sonny pulled a classic Sonny, and looked into the case thoroughly, going above and beyond and finding information about out a crime which was committed out of state. He even dug up a civil suit. That’s absolutely consistent with the Sonny we know. It’s what he’s always done. He never gives up, he finds smart ways to work around the obstacles and solve the case.

I also appreciated that Sonny showed real empathy when he heard the first victim had died. Peter played that little moment so well. Both the surprise and the sadness. What I loved most about it, was that it didn’t feel like he was thinking “oh shoot, there goes our witness.” It felt like the old Sonny, the one who used to cross himself when he found a dead body. The Sonny who’d take the time to grieve, just for a moment, when confronted with the death of a stranger as opposed to last week’s Sonny, who dismissed actual death threats like he didn’t give a shit lol.

And I do always love it when Sonny cracks a case with his research. Even though he didn’t actually crack it, because what the fuck? But, again, more on that later.

Sonny’s Love Life

Wait, Sonny has a legit girlfriend that’s been mentioned more than once? Can we meet her, please? I’ve always wanted to see him happy and in love :D and making out with someone lol. I just wish we knew more about her. A name, even. Wouldn’t Amanda know her name? She and Carisi are obviously buddies. So far, the info we got on her is a) her bra size (classy, SVU writers) and b) that she’s into that raw food trend. I like that, actually. It fits Sonny. He seems like he’d totally be up for trying new experiences food-wise and otherwise, and this could be their thing, going around random restaurants and trying to convince each other to eat weird dishes, lol.

I love it when our characters are shown to have lives outside the “show”, but can we actually see it? Can we see Sonny all flirty and cute? If they don’t want to cast anyone new (because they seem averse to creating new characters), can’t we at least see, like, Sonny smiling as he talks on the phone, or as he reads a text, with Fin teasing him about it? Or something? Please? :D

Barba Thoughts

I was surprised Barba was the one to suggest hypnotism. Way to think outside the box! I’m not sure he was the best person to do that (he seems like a total skeptic who’d shoot that theory down immediately), but I bought the excuse of him having come across it before. Plus, I loved that he was the one who got to solve the case, for a change. And I also liked how the entire team, Barba included, spent several scenes brainstorming together. I had missed that. Barba in the precinct, with the entire squad.

Aaaaand that’s where the fun ends, and the pedantic/annoyed part of my post begins, lol.

Why on Earth would Barba take legal advice from Liv? Why would he ever play that tape for the jury? If that’s not reasonable doubt, I don’t know what is. Why would he follow Liv’s actual instructions? She’s not a lawyer! She directly affected the case, in a way that could have been detrimental, even though Barba seemed like he knew better (since he tried to talk her out of it, before folding as always), and the way the episode chose to resolve that was by having Liv and Barba drinkin’ it up at a bar.

Liv’s mistake was never identified as such, and it took Sonny “deus ex machina” Carisi and his random discovery to save the day.

Even though it shouldn’t have. Which brings me to:

The Law

Me for the first like 45 minutes: OK BUT WHERE IS RITA???

Me when Rita appeared: YASSSSSS QUEEN

Me at the end of the episode: NOOOOO QUEEN 

Where do I begin?

Why was Barba acting like hypnosis was sure to be accepted as 100% real and effective by a court of law, let alone a jury in its entirety? Why did he seem to “suddenly” realize he had no case (which, d’oh) at the halfway mark, only for Liv to wrongly convince him otherwise? And, even if Barba did manage to stumble upon a group of jurors who all believe in hypnosis, why didn’t he bother actually proving anything?

To get a conviction, Barba would have to prove that:

  1. hypnosis is real,
  2. hypnosis can be powerful enough to make a woman consent to sex against her will,
  3. Trask has the skill to hypnotize people,
  4. Trask actually hypnotized this specific victim, and
  5. Trask raped this specific victim.

None of that was ever proven. None. Like I said, no expert was shown explaining just what hypnotism entails. No proof was given that Trask even knew how to do that (so what if his mentor taught him, does that mean he now knows how to do it perfectly?). There was an actual tape with the victim’s ‘consent’ that was played but not actually debunked.

And oh Lord. That old case Sonny dug up. WHERE. DO. I. BEGIN.

What defense attorney, hell, what judge would allow a totally random arrest from over 20 years ago to be brought up into a totally unrelated criminal trial? Not to mention, no one even bothered to point out that the defendant was a drug addict at the time (22. YEARS. AGO), and he had since “changed.”

To be fair, the writers tried to make it work, with Barba asking Trask if he had ever been arrested, to “open the door” to bringing up the previous arrest (and also to get Trask to lie on the stand). Problem is, Trask only lied about the arrest itself, not about the specifics of it. With that in mind, Barba would only be able to mention the arrest itself, to contradict Trask’s testimony and present him as a liar. But he’d never be able to introduce the actual details of the arrest, the actual facts of that old case.

Barba would need to ask something specific to open that door. Something like, “Have you ever been accused of anything like this before? A man in your position, wealthy and surrounding himself with drugs and beautiful women,” blah blah. If Trask had lied about that, then Barba would have been able to bring up a similar case from the past (even the case of the dead woman mentioned previously). 

Unfortunately, there was nothing similar about the case Sonny found. No relevance, no probative value. A drug addict, ill and scared, letting someone die? Over 20 years ago? An expunged arrest, no conviction? That was prejudicial as fuck. Rita would have it thrown out in 3 seconds. Many times, prosecutors can’t even mention actual (and relevant) convictions, because it would be prejudicial, unless the specific convictions have a significant probative value relating to the case on hand.

Same goes for that half-assed “confession” to Trask’s mentor-slash-friend. Trask never mentioned this specific victim. That was circumstantial as fuck. I’m embarrassed on Rita’s behalf for losing this mess of a case. The old Rita would never.

Legally speaking, this was a total circus. Barba proved nothing. No way would the jury find Trask guilty. No way would Rita Fucking Calhoun let any of that fly. This is Dana Lewis levels of character assassination, in my book. 

Stray Thoughts

Is Liv working reception now? Didn’t she used to have an office? Where her subordinates could reach her, if a victim wanted to speak to “someone in charge”? You’re a Lieutenant, sis! Let someone else man the doors!

Declan? 👀

Amanda didn’t judge a victim, for once, and the case involved drugs! Progress!

Fin listening to that lady for like 5 minutes? YES. His face was the highlight of the episode. Fin himself was the highlight of the episode, actually. So many great lines, and Ice-T was clearly having fun.

Speaking of, we got Fin joking! And Carisi joking! And Amanda laughing! Who are these people? I don’t recognize them :D

Seriously though, I really appreciated the attempt for a more ‘lighthearted’ episode, but the writers should have stopped themselves riiiiiight before giving Rollins the line, ‘look deep into my eyes, you’re under arrest.’ Because no.