i just had so many feels about this movie

So I just saw Wonder Woman

I cannot stress enough how important for girls to have good, strong, female role models. I’ve been obsessed with Super heroes since I was TWELVE and I’ve NEVER seen a female super hero portrayed in a way that captured the strength and power the hero was capable of without sacrificing the passion or the innocence of the character. My favourite female super “hero” is actually the villain Harley Quinn purely because she is absolutely fearless and she refuses to take shit from anybody without fail. She was the only female super anything that I had seen with that attitude EVER. Now, don’t get me wrong, I still love Harley and she will for ever be my queen of crazy, but tonight I finally found a version of a female hero whose main purpose wasn’t to be a sexy character that the “real” hero could flirt with. The film makers stayed true to the original costume, but not ONCE did I feel like they used it to sexualize her in an unnecessary way. She was sexy, naturally, but it wasn’t forced. She never had to use it in the attempt to seduce the bad guy, men were distracted by her, but the movie made it clear that that was not her fault, she was focused on her mission the entire time and never once faltered for a boy. They just did SO MANY THINGS RIGHT by keeping everything about her focused on her being a badass rather than her being fucking gorgeous, even though she is that too. The best part about her attitude is that she wasn’t “weird” because of it, it was normal and even encouraged for her to be like that. Speaking of attitude, let’s talk blocking. She was put in so many power positions throughout the movie, it was like she refused to let anyone ever look down on her. She had the high ground in SO MANY fights, she was running on rooftops, she was getting all up an some general’s face lecturing him about honour, and this girl WOULD NOT BACK DOWN. Someone tell her to stay put and she didn’t want to? She didn’t. She went exactly where she wanted, exactly when she wanted. And then, in one of my favourite moments, she FLIPS that classic “stay here, I’ll go ahead”, line that guys had been using on her throughout the movie back onto them before running STRAIGHT TOWARDS ENEMY FIRE AND TAKING OUT EVERY BAD GUY IN HER PATH. BUT for every ounce of magnificent attitude in her body, there was AT LEAST an equal amount of compassion. She genuinely cared for every civilian, for every soldier, for every person that she met and everything she did was guided by her desire to do what she believed was right. And despite being told she was wrong, that it was crazy, that “that’s not how the world works”, she was RIGHT. I won’t go into detail, because spoilers, but she was RIGHT. She also treated everybody like they were just as important as her and HELLO THIS GIRL IS TAKING OUT WHOLE PLATOONS NEARLY SINGLE HANDEDLY, SHE DESTROYED A FUCKING TANK AND SHE STILL DIDN’T SEE HERSELF AS BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE. And more on that compassion thing? She was still very capable of emotions and you could see them swirl together and twist themselves into knots as she tried to process the idea that everything may not be as she was raised to believe. However this is the first time I’ve seen a female super being feel emotions as powerfully as that and, rather than becoming useless or distracted by them, she was actually STRONGER because of the passion she was feeling. Let me repeat that HER FEELINGS DID NOT IN ANY WAY PREVENT HER FROM BEING A COMPLETE AND TOTAL BADASS. EVEN MALE SUPER HEROES AREN’T GENERALLY ALLOWED TO DO THAT. AND as for things that don’t directly relate to Diana herself, it dealt with soldiers suffering from PTSD (whom she reminded of their value and still saw them as warriors), carried a heavy theme of honour and acting on what you believe in, and it didn’t use the demeaning of men as a tactic for female empowerment. To be clear, it showcased Diana’s strength without making the guys come across as weak, cowardly, or immoral. That’s a victory for equality. I was physically shaking on the edge of my seat for most of the movie, I’ve literally spent the last 8 years of my life waiting for a hero like this, 100/10, GO WATCH THIS MOVIE.

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I really want 2017 to be the year of amazing autistic characters in media

We’ve already had amazing autistic representation in this year’s Power Rangers with their autistic POC character, Billy Cranston aka the Blue Ranger. I’ve talked about how great of a representation Billy Cranston was in Power Rangers before here: https://aspie-jake.tumblr.com/post/161065982547/why-representation-is-important-and-an-example-of

His character was just incredible, I’ve said this so many times before but there were so many moments in the movie where I was just like “that’s is so me! I can relate so much to that!” Which, as an autistic person, isn’t a feeling I often get to experience in films. Also he’s treated in the film as being just as important and valuable a part of the team as any of the other Rangers. He is never made out in the movie to be a burden to ťhe team or like he’s less than the others! Whereas in a lesser movie they might have done exactly that. And they actually depict stimming in the movie! Whenever Billy would get excited or happy about something he would happy stim by clapping his hands! Now when I watched this movie in the theater I literally was bouncing with happiness pretty much any time that Billy was on screen. Never before has a movie made me as incredibly happy as Power Rangers 2017 has after seeing it! I couldn’t stop talking about it for months after seeing the movie and I still talk about it (hence this long paragraph about how great it is 😉).

Another amazing autistic character that we have recently gotten is the new autistic character on Sesame Street, Julia! Julia is an incredible example of an autistic character and its awesome to have such a good autistic character for autistic kids and adults to look up to. I haven’t had a chance yet to see everything with Julia in it yet but from what I have seen she is a really good representation of an autistic character.

We’ve already had two amazing autistic characters characters this year with Billy Cranston from Power Rangers and Julia from Sesame Street. Feel free to let me know or add on any yourself if I missed any autistic characters from this year. But hopefully this can become a trend and we can get more and more amazing representation of autistic characters in media this year. It would be so awesome if 2017 could become the year of amazing autistic characters.

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Originally posted by play-doe


Memories are recollections of past events that have occurred throughout our lives. The most precious memories are of the special moments we share with the people we love. These timeless treasures become imprinted in our hearts and in our minds forever and even when we are reminded of them, they bring us just as much love and joy as before.

The silence was unbelievably loud. Even the softest sound - like a pin drop - would have an echo-equivalent to heavy furniture being tossed around. However, the quietness was surprisingly calm and rather comfortable.

(Your Name) sat in between Justin’s legs. Her head was leaning back against him and was resting comfortably in the crook of his neck. Their hands interlocked with one another under the warm water. Justin had his arms wrapped securely around her waist, keeping her back pressed tightly against his chest.

There were candles all around; a few lining the edge of the bathtub while one larger candle rested on the bathroom counter near the edge, giving the room a dimmed glow.

“What are you thinking about?” Justin asked in a whisper. (Your Name)’s eyes were glued to the marble tile wall ahead, though she wasn’t even looking at the wall at all. The feeling of Justin’s arms around her and the steam rising from the water touching her bare skin and relaxing her muscles sent her into a state of euphoria. She stared off into space, taking in the moment between them so that it would become etched in her heart and her mind like a stone.

“Baby?” Justin muttered in (Your Name)’s ear, this time catching her attention. His lips moved along the base of her neck, brushing ever so gently along her wet skin.

“Hmm?” she hummed before closing her eyes and turning her head towards his chest.

His lips curled into a smile upon noticing the look of relaxation wash over (Your Name)’s face. He placed several feather-like kisses across her right temple. “What’s on your mind, princess?” he asked her once more.

(Your Name) shrugged her shoulders, letting her eyes slowly flutter open so they would meet Justin’s dark honey orbs.

“Just how nice this feels,” she says with a radiant smile. “We should do this more often.” Justin’s smile becomes wider and he lightly kisses the tip of her nose. “We will, baby girl, I promise,” he says in a soft voice.

Once again, there was a sedative silence that became engulfed around them. (Your Name) slowly turned her body onto her side so that her cheek was resting flat on Justin’s chest. The steady thump of his heartbeat pounded in her ear, she closed her eyes and listened to its rhythmic pulse. Justin lifted their hands that were still intertwined from the water and brought them up to his lips.

“Tell me a story,” (Your Name) whispered, lifting her head up to see Justin kissing each of her fingers.

Confusion sets in Justin’s eyes and his lips break away from (Your Name)’s hand.

“What do you mean?” he asked.

(Your Name) gave him a soft smile and once again settled her head back down on his chest. “Tell me a story… I want to listen to your voice.” She lightly kissed the crown tattoo underneath his collarbone and laid her cheek flat against his chest.

Justin couldn’t resist the smile creeping across his lips. Leaning back against the cast iron tub - feeling the coldness touch his perspiring skin - he began drawing imaginary circles all over (Your Name)’s back with his left hand while his right entangled within her damp, tangled locks.

“Remember the first time I asked you out?”

(Your Name)’s heart fluttered as the sudden memory of Justin asking her out on a date for the first time flooded her mind. She let out a hinted giggle as she remembers the very first thing she ever said to him.

“And I flat out said no?” she added.

The flashback of meeting Justin for the first time suddenly clouded over her memory.

They met during a period of (Your Name)’s life where she had created a huge wall between herself and others, isolating her trust and reliability in other people.

She wasn’t looking for a relationship. In fact, even friendship became something she was too afraid to get wrapped up in. She wanted to spare herself of feeling the pain of loneliness and heartbreak again.

Justin was a bit of a bachelor; he dated a lot but he had never been in a committed relationship. He would meet a girl, take her on a few dates and before things would turn serious, he would suggest that they only be friends. He called it - keeping his options open - until he found the right girl.

He ran away from ever chance to fall in love until he met (Your Name). The first time he saw her, she was sitting at a table outside of a small coffee shop studying for a college exam. He took one look at her and instantly became enraptured by her.

Her hair was pinned up in a low messy bun to prevent it from falling in front of her face. She would occasionally push her reading glasses up after they had slid down the bridge of her nose. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He nonchalantly watched her as she turned each page of her book; her left hand clutched into a fist while her chin rested above it as it was held up by her elbow. Her innocent appeal is what attracted him to her.

Justin then made the bold move and finally approached her to say hello. She lifted her eyes from her book and when they met his, she gave him welcoming smile. There was an instant attraction between them as they sat at that table and talked for almost three hours; they shared their interests with each other and were immediately surprised to realize just how much they had in common.

With every word, Justin became more interested in (Your Name); the more he learned about her, the more he wanted to know. Finally, Justin made the brave decision and asked (Your Name) on a date, admitting he wished to see her again.

However, he was quickly rejected when (Your Name) said that she was not looking for a relationship. Though Justin was figuratively in the same boat, he somehow felt a strong connection to her. He confessed to her that he enjoyed talking to her and that he wanted to get to know her more. He then asked her for her phone number and asked to see her again; not as a romantic date but simply as a meeting between two friends.

Though she was still skeptical, (Your Name) evidently gave in and agreed to meet him again. They both exchanged numbers and made plans to meet up the following night.

Lifting her head off his chest, (Your Name) looked up at Justin; his face was blank and free of any expression but she could see that he was holding back his laughter. Finally, he let out a burst of laughter and smiled.

“When you turned me down, it literally felt like a punch to the gut,” he began, his eyes then moved downwards and locked onto (Your Name). “But when I first saw you, I knew in my heart there was something special about you and I deeply wanted to find out what it was. When I asked you out and you said no, I could see it in your eyes that you were holding something back and I think that’s what made me want to get to know you more. Thinking back on it now, that was one of the best days of my life.”

He stopped and stared at (Your Name) for a moment, taking in every detail on her face; the loose strands of hair that was stuck to her damp forehead, her natural rosy cheeks, her button nose, the almost invisible freckles under each of her glistening blue eyes that reminded him of the Caribbean ocean.

“The second best day of my life is when we actually had our first date,” Justin smirked and gave (Your Name) a wink. (Your Name) grinned, thinking back to that amazing night on the beach. That was the first of many times in which (Your Name) would witness Justin’s romantic side.

“I remember that night like it was yesterday,” (Your Name) sighed happily.

“You really took me by surprise.”

“I know,” Justin replied.

“I was so nervous, I wanted everything to be perfect. I had only known you for about two weeks but I was beginning to lose control of my feelings for you so I wanted to do something extra special for you. I knew you deserved better than just an ordinary dinner or movie date and flowers and chocolates.”

He knew how to make things sound like they came directly out of a Nicholas Sparks’ novel, and that’s exactly how that night felt.

Even at just the instant thought brought back the same feeling as it did before.

That was the night (Your Name) knew she was in love with him. For the first time in her life, she was swept off of her feet and left speechless by how much effort Justin put into making the date special.

She had never seen anything more beautiful in her life. The sun was setting over the ocean, painting the sky a bright shade of pink. A trail of rose petals lined with small candles began on the end of the boardwalk.

As (Your Name) followed the aisle down the beach, she was immediately taken by surprise by the sight of a small wooden table accompanied by two chairs, the rose petals circling around it. There were four polls planted into the sand, one in each corner holding up the bright fairy lights above.

Justin stood in the sand with a bouquet of pink roses in his hand. They sat and talked while admiring the sunset. When it became dark, the moon and the stars illuminated the night sky. It was then that Justin admitted his feelings for (Your Name). Despite only knowing each other for less than a month, he referred their time together as the greatest few weeks of his life and that there was no doubt in his mind he wanted to be with her.

(Your Name) began to tear up as she heard those words. Before meeting Justin, she had her mind and heart set on anything but a relationship and the weeks she spent getting to know him made her walls fall down and her vulnerability slowly fade away.

For the first time in a long time, she said those three little words. Three little words she had almost forgotten the meaning of.

“You were the first person to ever make me feel like I mattered. I never thought I would ever meet someone who would do something so special like that just for me. You gave me a whole new perspective on letting people in and showed me that it’s okay to trust people again,” (Your Name) spoke in a hushed whisper, bringing Justin’s hand that overlapped hers up to her lips and gently kissed the top of his hand.

“Is that why you told me you love me?”

His boost of confidence made her giggle.

“Well I would say it was because of your attractive looks but whatever floats your boat,” she teases and gives him a wink.

Justin gasps, placing his free hand over his heart. “That’s harsh, babe,” he says, trying to sound shocked but (Your Name) can hear in his voice that he’s trying hard not to laugh.

“I’m kidding, baby,” (Your Name) says, not wanting to tease him anymore. Her right-hand reaches under his chin, pulling his head down towards hers. She kisses him softly, feeling his lips curl into a smile against hers. “But I do consider your attractive looks to be a pretty good bonus,” she says against his lips and kisses him again.


By now, the bath water was slowly beginning to get cold. (Your Name) pulled herself up and stepped out of the tub. Justin followed close behind her and grabbed two towels off of the bathroom counter. Wrapping one around his waist, he wrapped the other around (Your Name)’s body, giving her a quick kiss on her wet shoulder.

Exiting the en suite, (Your Name) entered the bedroom and walked over to the dresser. She picked out a pair of gray fleece pajamas and a white top with forearm length sleeves. She quickly dried herself off and changed into them. Justin changed into just a pair of gray sweatpants and turned off the lights in the bathroom as well as the bedroom before climbing into bed next to (Your Name).

Crawling in underneath the cotton sheets - letting its warmth engulf around him - Justin embraced (Your Name), enclosing his arms around her waist. For a moment, neither of them spoke; Justin’s cool breath - that had a hint of peppermint - penetrated the base of (Your Name)’s neck, sending a shiver up her spine. Her hand gently grasps his forearm.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting every muscle in her body relax.

“Do you remember the first night I held you in my arms like this?”

Justin mumbled, his lips brushing swiftly against (Your Name)’s neck.

Thinking back to that night in Justin’s home, a smile etched across (Your Name)’s lips. She turned herself over so she was laying on her back. Justin pushed himself upward, holding his body weight up on his elbow.

“You fell asleep on my lap and I watched you for hours…not trying to sound creepy,” Justin chuckled while scratching the back of his neck nervously.

“I remember how peaceful you looked. I didn’t want to wake you so I carried you up here so you would be more comfortable. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you for a second, you looked so beautiful. Finally, I wrapped my arms around you and within seconds I passed out. It was the first good night sleep I had in a long time.”

Reminiscing that night in his mind, Justin wandered off into a daydream.

“How’s your headache?” Justin asked.

(Your Name) groaned as she laid across the living room sofa. “My head is pounding…like someone is hitting me constantly with a sledgehammer,” she buried her face into one of the gray cushions that accompanied the couch and curled her legs up so that her knees were tight to her chest.

Justin sat on the edge of the sofa beside her and handed her a glass of water and two small tablets. “Here, takes these, they should make you feel better.” (Your Name) sat up long enough to take the Advil and consume a few sips of water before laying back down.

“Can I get you anything else, sweetheart?” he asked generously, combing his fingers through her hair. (Your Name) shook her head and closed her eyes. The pounding in her head was too unbearable to stay awake.

Justin smiled sadly at (Your Name). He didn’t know what else to do, he just wanted to make her as comfortable as possible.

Then he got an idea.

Grabbing the other couch cushion, he sat on the opposite end of the sofa. “Babe?” he whispered. (Your Name) opened her eyes and saw Justin sitting with the pillow on his lap. “Come here,” he smiled and patted down on the pillow, motioning her to lay her head in his lap. Pulling herself up, she moved closer to him and laid her head down on the pillow. Justin began brushing through her hair with his fingers, soothing her.

“Better?” he asked.

With her eyes closed once again, (Your Name) nodded her head and snuggled down into his lap. Justin leaned down and gently kissed her temple. “Try and get some rest, baby,” he continued to brush through her hair as he watched her. Within minutes, (Your Name) was sound asleep.

It had felt like hours they had been sitting there. Justin watched (Your Name) as she slept peacefully in his lap. She looked so peaceful; so relaxed. Justin couldn’t help but smile from time to time, combing through her tangled hair and watching her chest slowly rise up and down with every breath.

It was almost midnight and (Your Name) began to stir in her sleep. Knowing she would be more comfortable upstairs, Justin scooped her up in his arms, careful to not wake her up and carried her up to his room.

He laid her down on the mattress and pulled the blankets over her, letting her sink into the comfort of the bed sheets and climbed in beside her.

He now had a clear view of her face and he stared at her in awe. This was a side of her that he had never seen before; the way her hair was sprawled out over the pillow behind her; the way her eyelids flickered like she was dreaming; her breathing was at a slow and alternating pace. Her whole face just looked so much at ease. Her natural beauty was really showing for the first time.

Wanting to be closer to her, Justin moved in and wrapped his arm around her waist. He carefully pulled her into his chest, letting her head rest comfortably underneath his chin. With his right arm draped over her hip, his left arm curled under her head until his hand rested on the back of her head.

He held her in his arms, not ever wanting to let her go. Though she was highly unaware of it, (Your Name) made him feel safe and happy, unlike anyone else has ever made him feel. Everything about her was perfect to him. It was hard to resist just how deeply and unbelievably in love he is with her.

“I love you.”

He knew she most likely didn’t hear him but he felt like he had to say it. Every chance he got to say those three words - whether she heard them or not - he would take it.

Kissing the top of her head, Justin’s eyes fluttered shut and he slowly drifted off into a peaceful slumber. The countless sleepless nights were now far behind him.

All because of her.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling through his mouth, Justin looked at (Your Name) and smiled. The memories brought back every feeling; every emotion, and they felt just the same in the present as they did 3 years ago.

“Before that night, I had never slept in the same room as someone else let alone the same bed, especially with a guy,” (Your Name) could feel her cheeks getting warm as she spoke. “You were the first one…you were the first of many things for me and looking back at it all now, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”

Justin smiled, gently tracing the shape of her jaw with his fingers. “I can’t imagine my life without you… ever since that day I saw you sitting in that café, you’ve turned my life around. Every memory I have with you, I cherish more and more each day. I love you with all my heart and soul, (Your Full Name).”

“I love you too, more than you’ll ever know.”

Embracing her cheek in the palm of his hand, Justin leaned in slowly until his lips overlapped with (Your Name)’s.

Switching off the lamp on the bedside table, they both settled down under the blankets. “Sweet dreams,” (Your Name) whispered, giving Justin’s cheek a quick kiss before snuggling down into his chest. “Goodnight, baby girl,” he kisses the top of her head and laid his head on the pillow with his chin touching her head.

It didn’t take long for both of them to feel their eyes flutter shut. Holding onto each other and wrapping themselves into their warm embrace, they felt a peaceful dullness wash over them within seconds.

The End 

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Someone Else’s 
[Sometimes you just end up with the wrong person │ Changmo]

Changmo groaned, mumbling to himself. How did he even get himself in this situation? He was too nice for his own good sometimes. It was in the middle of the night, freezing cold, he had a studio session in the morning and here he was carrying your drunk ass home. He stopped to hike you up, adjusting you as you slid down his back. “You’re such a pain” he mumbled.

“Oppa~” you chimed against his ear. “I can flyyyyyyyy”

“You’re not flying.”

“Yes I am…” you pouted “Explain this then Weeeee~” you held out your arms in a superman pose. “I’m a superhero”

“Will you stop, you’re gonna fall!” he shot you a glare over his shoulder.

“You’ll just pick me up again. Won’t you Changmo?” The look of sincerity disarmed. You looked so damn vulnerable and he hated it. It wasn’t safe for you to be that open and that drunk. “Won’t you?” you asked again against his ear.

“Yeah…I will… I always do” he smiled feeling you relax on his back, you happily hummed one of his songs while playing with the lapel of his jacket.

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Who You've Become

Summary: How Charles got his plants in Logan.

“Logan, he needs a hobby. He may be senile but—“

“Don’t you ever call him that. That’s the Professor you’re talking about. He has one of the strongest minds in the world.”

“That might have been, once. But now? You can’t possibly believe that he’s anything but half mad anymore. Even when he takes his pills, he’s half mad and only a quarter coherent. Maybe you don’t notice, but I can’t help but to. I spend most of the day with him, Logan.”

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Like We Used too {Part 2}

Mark x Reader
Genre: AU/Fluff/Angst/Suggestive 
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The light of the morning shone in through your old bedroom but you refused to open your eyes. As much as you wished the events of last night was a dream, you could feel Mark’s arm draped around your naked torso under the sheets. Your back was turned to him, the sound of his calm and even breathing beside you as he slept. You wanted to blame the alcohol for the lack of judgement but it was beyond that. You had wanted Mark. Had succumbed to the need and desire of him, more than once in the night. Vague flashbacks of the night you two shared played in your head. Every touch had sent heats of fire throughout your body, every kiss a ripple of desire and every moan a wave of pleasure. Mark had been an extraordinary lover. You ran your hand over your face, what were you doing? Why were you basking in the thought of your night with Mark when you two had made such a horrible mistake. He was your best friend. He was engaged, to your other best friend. How horrible could you be? Carefully, you slipped out of the bed, although a part of you had wanted to stay. You wanted him to wake up with you and share in the gratification of each other’s bodies again, this time in the daylight. Lust, that’s what it was. That’s what you tried telling yourself as you tiptoed towards the tshirt that had been strewn across the floor. Quietly you slipped it on glancing at Mark as he laid there fast asleep. The blanket only covering his lower half while his arm remained reached out to where you were laying a few moments ago. Exiting the bedroom, you made your way downstairs towards the kitchen of your parents house. What were you supposed to do? Mark was asleep, naked in your old bedroom while you stood in the empty quiet kitchen. At that time the only logical thing you felt like you could do was make breakfast. Distract yourself from the thought of Mark upstairs, hoping that the simple tasks such as cooking would bring you back to reality. Too many feelings were rushing at you all at once. Anger, that you had done something so foolish and you weren’t the only one involved in this, Mark had been just as part of it, so you were angry at him too for letting it get that far. Guilt, that you had done the absolute worst thing possible to your best friend and she had no clue. Hurt, knowing that you had betrayed her and she would end up devastated at your actions. Confusion, because now you didn’t know where you and Mark stood. Did you have deeply rooted feelings for him and were you completely unaware of it until now?

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The Greatest Valentine of All

Summary: A simple trip to the toy store sparks some nostalgic feelings–and plants an idea in Dan’s mind. Is Phil ready for his proposition? Or, the one where seeing a bunch of kids’ toys makes Dan really, really want a child.

Word Count: 2.1k

Genre: Pure Fluff

Extra tags: Valentine’s Day, Domestic

Warnings: none

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A/N: dnp are in love. That is all. I hope you enjoy!!

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With You By My Side - Eight

A/N: Closing in on the end here people. Just two more parts after this. Betaed by the wonderful @thorne93.

Characters: Jensen x Reader, Jared

Warnings: Fluff with a side of angst. 

Wordcount: 1842

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*not my Gif*

Originally posted by hunterchesters

Because Jensen had to go back to Vancouver just a week after your wedding, you didn’t get a chance to go on a honeymoon. Not that you minded, it was nice just to be able to be with each other, to enjoy each other’s company for as long as you could before he was going back to work. You had also made a deal not to talk about your cancer until you got the results back from Germany, which would happen two weeks after filming started back up. Jensen had already arranged it so he could come with you.

“I want to ask you something,” Jensen said as the two of you lay in bed, stalling for as long as possible before you had to get up. “You can say no if you want.”

“You know I can’t say no to you,” you teased. “Shoot.”

“Do you want to maybe come with me to Vancouver? I just hate the thought of being without you.”

“Of course I’ll come. I’ll start packing when I get home tonight,” you said excitedly. You had wanted to go with him, but you knew how busy he was when filming and you didn’t want to impose.

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Movie Night Confessions // Archie Andrews

Can you do something where the reader is cuddling with Archie and he tells her how he feels about her?

Here you go! I’m honestly surprised of how many requests I’m getting 😂 anyway, here’s another Archie one! Jughead, another Cheryl and Archie will be coming soon too! Enjoy!


‘Honestly, what the hell!’ I threw a popcorn seed from our empty bowl at the laptop on Archie’s lap. 'What a shit ending to a decent movie.’

'Oh don’t be sour, they’ll be a sequel so I don’t know what you’re complaining about.’ Archie argued, shutting the lid of his laptop and placing it on the floor next to his bed.

Archie and I had just finished our movie, a tradition we’d had done for a long time. We’d order pizza, eat ice cream then watch a movie with popcorn. It was my turn to pick it, since he chose Fast and Furious 7 last week.

'It’s a movie I’ve been waiting for since the book came out, I’m allowed to be grumpy thank you very much Andrews.’ I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.

Archie chuckled at my angry expression, checking his phone. His eyes widened, a yawn following afterwards. 'Alright, it’s almost 2am and I need to function for tomorrow. Time for sleep.’

'Awh, c'mon Arch. Why you gotta. Be a party pooper? That’s Betty’s job.’ I joked, causing him to chuckle again.

'Fine, then we don’t get to cuddle.’ He smirked, knowing that I couldn’t say no to cuddling with him.

When Archie held me, I felt like I was somewhere different. Away from any problems that were affecting me everyday, he made it better, he made it go away.

I sighed dramatically, getting under the covers and resting my head on his chest. I felt his arm snake around my waist, pulling me close.

'Hey, Y/N,’ Archie began, running his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes, humming in response. 'I can tell you anything, right?’

'Yeah, of course you can.’ I smiled, lifting my head up to look into his beautiful chocolate orbs. 'What’s up?’

'There’s something you need to know, something I need to tell you.’ He sighed. I could feel his heart racing quickly, signalling he was nervous.

'Arch, hun, what’s wrong? You’re scaring me…’ I grabbed his hand, holding it in comfort. He looked down, running him thumb over my knuckles, though it was the most interesting thing in the world.

'What if I told you that I’m in love with you?’ Archie blurted out, not directly looking at me in the eye.

My heart swelled, a small smile appear on my face. 'What did you just say?’ I asked, hope in my voice. Archie refused to look me in the eyes, so I grabbed his chin, softly turning his head to look at me. 'Archie…are you telling the truth?’ I asked.

He chuckled, biting his lip. 'Yeah, I’m in love with you. I have been for a while now. There was never a good time to tell you though…so I thought this was the best way to do it.’ I smiled, moving closer to his face.

'And I’m glad that you did.’ I whispered, placing my lips onto his soft, perfect ones.

His hand found its way to the back of my neck, whilst I managed to do the same, keeping him close.

We pulled away, both of us breathless. 'So, I’m guessing that you have some type of feelings or did I get the wrong signal?’ Archie teased, making me chuckle.

'No, you got it just right.’ I smiled, resting my head back onto his chest, holding his hand in mine.

Best movie night ever.

I Want You, All of You...

Originally posted by etherealjackson

JB & Jackson meddle in Mark’s love life

Genre: Slight Fluff - Smut

Warnings: Smut, Cursing

“Stop drooling over her and just tell her already!” Jackson shouted, grabbing Mark’s phone from him as he had started scrolling through all your Instagram pictures… again.

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clsirdelune  asked:

beau, can you rec me some of your fav romcom? thank you! x

of course bb! some of these might have more of a drama element than a strong comedy element but they’re all my faves so i hope you enjoy. in no particular order:

  • clueless (duh)
  • bridget jones’s diary (ditto)
  • she’s the man (this was my Favourite Movie of All Movies for like five years. and for good reason. CHANNING TATUM IN HIS PRIME TBH)
  • bring it on (KIRSTEN DUNST IN HER PRIME TBH!!! i fuckin love that guy she ends up with, he’s the perf combo of snarky musician hipster bs to balance out her perky blonde go-getter cheerleader-y-ness. why am i even saying this though like the odds are you’ve already seen this movie and LOVE IT TOO. also the clovers are everything)
  • john tucker must die (silly. also fantastic. also female friendships!!!)
  • monte carlo (idk why i love this movie so much but i really do. leighton meester’s character’s storyline makes me cry and want to fall in love and go swimming in a really cute one piece. selena gomez’s character’s storyline is cliche but also very sweet)
  • the proposal (forever and ever and ever favourite)
  • 10 things i hate about you (kat stratford is everything i aspire to be. why is there no heath ledger look-a-like in my life surprising me with a guitar i would never be able to play and a really hot make out session against my car that i don’t own)
  • amelie (THE ULTIMATE. mostly rommy, a bit commy, 100% magical and life-changing tbh)
  • begin again (i love this movie more than i ever thought possible - it improves on every rewatch - also i love the ending like. a lot. a lot a lot. very genuine and bittersweet and real. and the songs are REALLY GOOD you will replay that ost for a week straight i s2g)
  • flipped (so sweet you will PUKE. also highly underrated. PLEASE WATCH THIS MOVIE AND SHARE THE LOVE IT DESERVES)
  • miss congeniality (one of the defining rom coms of my life)
  • the duff (this movie has a gr8 message, whatever those who have read the book but not seen the movie say. also robbie amell and mae whitman are magical together)
  • you’ve got mail (you will cry. a lot. if you don’t cry i don’t want to know you)
  • when harry met sally (do not talk to me about this film i have too many feels about it i will punch you in the face.)
  • she’s all that (remember when freddie prinze jnr was like sooooooo hot in 1998 or whatever? WEIRD TIMES. whatever, just play “kiss me” by sixpence none the richer on repeat and cry with me)
  • it’s a boy girl thing (cringeworthy with the humour sometimes but the two leads have surprisingly amazing chemistry. i rewatch this every year and i love it a lot)
  • breakfast at tiffany’s (very rommy, not particularly commy but still wonderful. audrey hepburn was the most beautiful person alive. i don’t blame writer guy for falling in love with her on the spot. also you will cry when the cat runs away and it’s all raining and romantic and shit. i always do)
  • tangled (OOPS IT’S BETTER THAN FROZEN I SAID IT. idk if you would class this as a rom com bc it’s more a family movie but???? i do so whatev. eugene and rapunzel are too cute not to ship like a rom com couple tbh)
  • the to do list (HILARIOUS. aubrey plaza is a gift)
  • mean girls (do i need to say more. less rommy than commy ofc but who cares when the com part is sO GOOD)
  • someone like you (old school rom-com feat. ashley judd before she disappeared off the face of the earth and hugh jackman looking like absolute BABE TOWN and idk i think i watched this when i was young and it’s kind of stuck with me ever since even tho it seems to be a fairly nondescript kind of rom-com?? somehow still v enjoyable tho)
  • one fine day (okay again this is more of a family~ rom com if that makes sense but it’s just??? REALLY FEEL GOOD???? michelle pfeiffer is beautiful in this movie and george clooney’s a babe. idk watch this if you want an instant mood improver, it’s super duper cute)
  • some kind of wonderful (probably my favourite john hughes movie and again so underrated. that “””practice””” make out sesh in the garage is really hot)
  • just like heaven (another mark ruffalo goodie!!! i actually like this movie a lot and don’t talk about it much. very good to rewatch)
  • chasing liberty (corny af but i watched it in my formative years so i’m very fond of it)
  • legally blonde (more girl power-y than rom com-y but that’s cool anyway??? elle woods is Goals)
  • stardust (THIS MOVIE IS SO GOOD YOU GUYS AND IT HAS FANTASY ELEMENTS WHICH ARE SO COOL AND THE ROMANCE STUFF IS LIKE REALLY GR8 AND IT’S BB CHARLIE COX?????? the best tbh. tumblr needs to talk about this movie way way more)
  • and last but not least anastasia (i watched this movie SIX TIMES IN ONE DAY when i was really young… and my sister and i learnt all the songs and sung the duets together for like a year… once i hired the video tape out from the video store and actually cried when i had to return it… yes i was like 10 when all this happened but what i’m trying to say is i have a lifelong attachment to this stupid animated movie and Dimitri and Anastasia are literally lke 68% of the reason i love the enemies > friends > lovers trope so much because THEY FIGHT ALL THE TIME AND THE FIGHTING IS ALWAYS JUST ILL DISGUISED SEXUAL TENSION TBH)
  • oh and for the jane austen contingent: pride and prejudice movie 2005, pride and prejudice miniseries 1995, emma miniseries 2009, and persuasion 2007 are all MEGA FAVES. wallow in those period drama feels like me for the last two days!!! burst into tears when your otp’s hands ~~~touch~~~ for the first time!!!! hold your breath when the camera closes in on their subsequently astonished/aroused faces!!! life is so gr8 u guys!!!!!!!
My current favorite Simblrs/Legacies/Stories

I was assigned a separate phone for my  work caseloads…hooray! So now I can use my personal phone to receive notifications on my favorite Simblrs! So needless to say, I’m currently reading ( stalking!) these Simblrs, and you should too! LOL

1. @tinwhistletoo I just finished reading her Isolde story and it was ah-mazing! I have an irrational fear of vampires even pixel Sim ones ( I’m weird lol) but her story was so good…I didn’t even mind the scary ass vamps! Plus the romance was so storybook perfect, in a bloody terrifying vampire way, lol! Currently reading her latest story, and yeah, it’s got me hooked too.

2. @thefoxandhersimblr If you’re into complex love triangles, well developed characters and beautiful Sims…please read the Ivy Legacy. What amazes me is that it’s one of those legacies where there isn’t a long block of text to read in order to understand what’s going on…the dialogue itself is so well written you feel the drama in just a few short sentences. I want to master this skill, for real lol. I be writing essays, lol.

3. @simlishanddreams Ever read legacies or stories where the Sims feel like real people, and you just get super invested in them? That’s how I feel about this Simblr, I just adore it. 

4. @cinamun  Reading this Simblr is like watching a movie unfold! Alex and Larry had me laughing, crying, cheering…all kinds of roller coaster emotions, and I’m feeling the same way with Indya. Her pics are so detailed, I’m just in awe.

5. @simazinblr I love the Richards Legacy! I just discovered this Simblr not too long ago, and Jovan and Crystal are my dream couple! Plus Jovan is sooo sexy lol. 

I have so many more Simblrs I adore as well! Reading stories and legacies is such a relaxing pastime for me. This community is so talented, it’s so inspiring.


“The Last Zillo Beast” by tehNakki

A Fanvid of the Star Wars: The Clone Wars episode The Zillow Beast (S2E18) set to Jimmy Webb & America’s “The Last Unicorn”.

I cried watching this episode for the first time so I figured, why not add a song and make it EVEN MORE UPSETTING. 

I made this on a train in iMovie, it’s not fan"art". It’s just fan“feels”.  If the song had been longer (like just ONE more verse!) I would have worked in the horrible betrayal from Palpatine in the next episode because that hurt me so bad. But maybe I’ll come back to this and do what I really want to do: recut these episodes of the Zillo Beast with audio from the Last Unicorn movie for a ~10 min length short film about the importance of conservation. hahaha, so y’all have that to look forward to.

I think the reason people think that Kat is so too good to be true is because she’s just so nice and pretty. But, I’m also like…you know she was bullied right? 

Q: How did you feel at the time you were bullied and what did you do to overcome that?

Kat: I’ve actually been bullied quite a bit in my life. I was always the different one for many reasons and sometimes other kids don’t understand that being different is okay. I even had my face smashed into a water fountain once because someone didn’t like me. When I was bullied, it felt horrible. I was so sad that someone felt the need to make me feel bad about myself.

 She knows what it feels like, and instead of being mean and rude to her fans, she is sweet and considerate. She even wrote a song about bullying for a movie about bullying. Just because our perception of celebrities are jaded now a days, doesn’t mean there aren’t genuinely nice celebrities out there.

werequiff  asked:

Requesting a couple wondertrev fics...feel free to do all or none! I would just love them and am too lazy to write: • ofc the AU where Steve is alive • a fic during their night in Veld, not sexual I just wonder how they connected - emotionally, I mean. did they decide to be 'together'? did they talk about their families? etc. • steve's funeral • Diana's thought process on losing/loving Steve (idk I'm reaching here, it's not my fault they made such a complete movie haha :P)

thanks for the request! i decided to condense your request, hope that’s alright.

“I Love You, My Angel”

Diana x Steve Trevor

When the breaths rolled to a slower pace, and the heaving ceased, Diana stared at the ceiling with nothing on her mind. She’d never been so absentminded before, but Steve was feeling just the opposite. He had so many questions for her, about her childhood, her island, and about Diana herself. What was her favorite color? Did she like singing? What was her favorite story as a child? Had she ever loved someone before…

“What are you thinking about?” whispered Diana, shifting her body so that she laid on her left side. She gazed lovingly at Steve. 

He glanced down to his right with a small smile. “Nothing…” he replied tenderly, running his fingers along her jaw, then chin.

She chuckled lightly, her laugh as soft as snow. “I know you Steve Trevor, and so I know that you are always thinking about something.”

“That’s not…okay that’s kinda true,” he admitted reluctantly but with humor.

Curiously, Diana waited for him to answer her. “So? What is it that you are thinking about so intensely?”

Steve could tell that Diana wasn’t going to stop inquiring so he just sighed and said, “I’m thinking about you.”

Feeling a blush spreading across her cheeks, Diana timidly replied, “Me?”

“Yeah, you. Want to know more about what I was thinking about?” Steve asked teasingly. Without even waiting for a reply, Steve kept going. “I was thinking about how the first time you sway-danced was with me, how you saved me on that beach, how kickass you were on No Man’s Land, how kind you were to the villagers, how beautiful you are–”

“I get it,” Diana exclaimed with a mix of both shyness and authority. “You were thinking about me.”

Silence ensued following Steve’s confession. It wasn’t an awkward silence, but more of a thoughtful one. After what he said, Diana’s mind reeled with thoughts–mostly of the anxious variety. Despite the worrisome thoughts, she felt an overwhelming feeling of love. She had never felt so much attraction to one man, considering this was the first man she had ever met. And she didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much, although she had read all about the sensation of romantic love. She was living it now, in person.

“…and God, you are so beautiful.”

While she was lost in all these thoughts, Diana heard Steve whisper something. “What was that?” she asked, brought out of her thoughts. “Did you say something?”

“No, no…I was just talking to myself.” Steve’s hand roamed around Diana’s arm until he found her hands. He wove his fingers with hers, softly squeezing them before pulling them towards his lips. Diana felt electricity where his lips grazed her hand. But there was more excitement in her eyes when she locked her gaze with his striking blue eyes. 

“Oh,” Diana said disappointedly. She had hoped that he had something romantic. Snuggling up next to Steve, she pulled the covers to her chin and sighed, “Goodnight, Steve Trevor.”

Gently running his fingers through her dark curls, Steve murmured, “Goodnight, my angel.”

That night, Diana feel asleep next to the man she loved. With his strong, soft presence, she slept like a baby. There was no worry in her mind–not about Ares or the war. She only thought about how lucky she was to have found Steve. And he was thinking about how lucky he was to have met this gorgeous, brilliant, innocent angel in the midst of all this ugly, terrible mess. She had been the one sacred thing worth protecting–worth dying for. He listened to her relaxed inhale, exhale. That night, Steve Trevor feel asleep next to his treasure. With her next to him, he vowed that he would do anything for her, even give his life for the one thing that had brought him back hope. And that’s exactly what he did.

If only Diana had known then that he’d do anything for her. She might’ve been able to stop him from going into that plane.

As she stood watching over his newly dug and covered grave, Diana felt hot tears stream down her face. She tried to wipe them away but at that point it didn’t matter because the tears were mixing with the ice cold rain, simply drenching her skin, hair, and clothes. Diana felt her shoulders shake violently, maybe because she was cold or because she was experiencing such an extreme sadness that she didn’t think was possible. But soon, despite the heartache, she felt her lips curl ever so slightly. Steve Trevor, even in death, was allowing her to feel the most human range of emotions. From contentment, to joy, and despair, Diana had felt so many feelings in the span of several days than she had felt her entire life. His words echoed in her eyes: I love you. I love you. That hadn’t been the first time he said it to her. It dawned on her that those were the words he murmured in Veld. He had said to her, “I love you.” At the thought, her heart imploded, collapsed into itself, tightened to the point of stopping. There was no way to describe the kind of agony Diana felt when she realized this. She had had two chances to utter those words. Twice she could’ve spoken them, brought them to life. But she had let those two chances slip through her fingers. She could say them now, if she wanted. But what would be the point? He wasn’t here to listen to her, he wouldn’t give her the heart stopping smile after she muttered those words. How could she be so stupid? How could she have missed those opportunities to say “I love you” to the one person she ever loved, and probably the last person she would ever love?

The tears that hadn’t stopped before were definitely not going to stop now. Dropping to her knees, Diana clutched the headstone with all her being and cried the words, “I love you” over and over again until her throat became raw. She was never going to get him back, but she wasn’t planning on infinite grief. Like Steve Trevor had told her, she had to save the world because he had saved the day. 

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White Widow - Part 4

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7 | PART 8 | PART 9 (Smut)| PART 10 (Final)

Character Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: When the reader loses her fiance to Hydra, she is sent to the Avengers compound for her protection. Forced to share the guest house with the famous assassin, the Winter Soldier, she must learn to cope with her loss and her new roommate. All this, while trying to solve the mystery of why Hydra is now hunting her.

Warnings: None

A/N: This one is a little wordy

The heavy rain hitting the windows did nothing to help me fall asleep after the nightmares that night. Sure, the dreams had gotten less intense. I was still seeing Evan in horrible situations, still running from Hydra, though Bucky’s appearances weren’t as violent nor as frequent. After laying awake, staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours, I finally decided to fix myself a cup of tea. I just needed something to calm my nerves.

I crept through the darkness into the kitchen. Bucky was curled up on the couch, the glow of the tv illuminating his face.

“Hey doll. Nightmares?” He asked, looking up from his movie

I nodded.

“I thought a cup of tea might help me sleep. You want one?”

“Yeah thanks.”

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anonymous asked:

fun ask: if you could talk to a member of bts who would you want to talk to and about what?

this is the hardest question i have gotten in a long while what is this :-)

‘fun‘ ask my ass

jk i think this is a fun question n id love to read other ppl responses to this too so pls comment on this ask if u have any ideassss!! ok? good

this can get long so..

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It is of my opinion that we need more Sam Wilson. There is so little out there dedicated to his amazing and fun personality. I would love to remedy that, if I can. We’ve seen a little bit of him in this series before (like in Ice Cream and Tic Tacs), but nothing more dedicated.

There are absolutely no warnings for this one : ) If you have any feedback, please let me know!!!



“Sam, can we…? Uh, do you want to…?”

“Hang out?”

“Uh, yeah. Hang out.”

“Absolutely. Stark recommended a restaurant, said that the lunch menu was outta this world.”


You had to admit, Tony really got it right with this restaurant. You were enjoying your meal, and the relaxed atmosphere helped you manage your nerves.

You were never good at this part. You loved getting to know new people, but you were always anxious, worried that you wouldn’t be enough. Honestly, it was something that worried you from time to time in well established relationships too.

“Hey, (Y/N)… are you ok?”

You snapped back to reality, and smiled at Sam. “I’m fine, really. I just sometimes…”

“Get spacy? Yeah, I know. Cap told me. And, I kinda figured it out myself too.”

“I’m sorry… you must find me so rude,” you said, cursing yourself internally.

“Not at all. We’re all different, and you just so happen to drift off a lot. I’m not gonna judge,” Sam’s smile faltered. “Besides, you’ve been through so much, I can’t blame you for wandering a little. You must be exhausted.”

You nodded your response. He wasn’t wrong. But, with Bucky back, and Steve by your side always, you had a lot of reason to keep trying to do your best.

“It isn’t easy, that’s for sure. That feeling isn’t exclusive to me though.”

Sam looked at you strangely. “I’m doing alright. I mean, I never expected to get back in the game. And I never, never expected to be called in by Captain America and (Y/N) Barnes. But all in all, it hasn’t been so bad.”

“Sam, you’re amazing,” you replied, marvelling at his sincerity.

“Nah, I’m just a guy who can roll with whatever life throws his way,” Sam said.

“Don’t sell yourself short! You went up against a government agency, saved millions of lives, and then moved to another state, after retiring from duty. And, all because three people you barely knew asked you for help. There is nothing not amazing about that!”

“You’re right, I am amazing,” Sam smiled, and you couldn’t stop your happy laughter. He seemed to smile wider at that.

“You know Sam, Steve really likes you. Sometimes he has a hard time expressing it, but he is really grateful to you,” you said.

“It’s kinda strange to hear that… I mean, he was my hero when I was growing up. Don’t get me wrong, you’re great too. But there was just something so exciting about Captain America, you know?

“And now I’m drinking beers with him in the evenings, and helping him catch up on music and movies,” Sam explained. “It’s wild.”

You couldn’t help but feel excited. Steve had met many people on his adventures, and very few of them were interested in anything but Captain America.

Then there was Sam Wilson. He was interested in getting to know Steve Rogers. That kid from Brooklyn you remembered like it was yesterday, who had a weakness for chocolate, who always burned his tongue on his tea. And who always wanted to do the right thing, and stand up for the little guy.

Steve deserved to have a friend who saw the human in him, rather than the superhero.

“Thank you, Sam,” you uttered softly.

“For what?”

“For being amazing.”

So there's now apparently 10 chapters left of fairy tail

Well I guess I feel sad about it but I admit I kinda accept the fact it’s ending. Just because it is doesn’t mean it’s going to change my love for the series. We basically had like 23-30 something arcs in the series (if you count fairy tail zero, spin off series’,anime only arcs and the movies) but personally, it’s one of the best series I’ve ever read, it opened so many doors in my life, helped me come out of my shell a little more, made me so many friends, and taught me what friendship really should be about (and this is coming from someone who was a loner in high school).

They say nothing lasts forever but you wanna know the truth? I think it does. Fairy tail is going to live in our hearts forever, we also have so many talented fanfic writers and artists out there who come up with there own version of fairy tail stories that there has to be over 1,000,000 arcs out there as we speak! Hell, I still got a few gajevy fanfics I have saved up and maybe a few more if I rack my brain a little harder. And I also got a Natsu/ Zeref brothers tumblr exclusive fanfic coming out. And who knows, Shonen weekly will probably pull a shonen jump and ask Mashima to write a series following Fairy Tail’s kids! So what do you think guys? Think it’s really going to end?