i want to make it clear that i'm making fun of him with this post

Domestic Klance Headcanons
  • Lance tries as hard as possible to sleep in for as long as possible
  • this is a difficult task considering Keith is an early riser he doesn’t even need an alarm he just naturally wakes up at 7 to work out or whatever
  • one time lance tried to wake up early enough to surprise keith with a birthday breakfast-in-bed, but of course keith didn’t get the message to sleep in and was already awake
  • they made a mess making pancakes and bacon together instead
  • lance is a neat freak. it annoys the crap out of keith because he never had to clean up for anyone else whereas lance’s mother pretty much programmed him to clean up after himself and his little siblings
  • keith affectionately labels these tirades as The Nag™…brace yourselves, The Nag is coming
  • lance can also cook??? he chops vegetables like it’s nothing and keith is alway afraid he’s going to lose a finger at the speed he’s going
  • they couldn’t decide on a color scheme for their room so it’s just a mismatched mess of soft blues and and calm grays and vibrant red and angsty black and it looks awful. but it’s theirs
  • lance convinced keith to do weekly Couple Luxury Night where they did relaxing at-home spa treatment-esque routines. he told keith it’d be fun but really it’s just an excuse for him to pamper his boyfriend and take goofy pictures in face masks and cucumbers
  • lance always fixes keith’s hair before he walks out the door because that boy does not know that bedheads aren’t acceptable. keith always pretends to be annoyed but his favorite thing is feeling lances fingers run through his hair
  • lance got them really into competitive cooking shows and naturally it turned into a heated cooking war between the two. since lance is 1000x better at cooking (keith can barely peel a potato) keith is allowed to distract him by whatever means necessary. lance is extremely susceptible to neck kisses, side tickling, and obnoxious raspberries
  • lance in aprons with flirtatious sayings
  • keith complying with the aprons’ suggestions
  • lance totally has a childhood teddy bear that he still sleeps with with named tigre (as a child he didn’t really have a clear grasp on the difference between bears and tigers). He is now señor tigre, respect the title, and is appalled when keith calls it ratty and old-looking
  • whenever lance is mad at keith he pretends keith isn’t there and complains about him to tigre
  • when keith needs comfort and can’t get any words out, lance lets him hold tigre—he might be old as hell but he is soft—and just talks to him about anything until keith feels better
  • they have matching red and blue mugs with cute lions on them
  • keith sleeps on the left side of the bed, but always manages to roll all the way to lance’s side by the morning
  • keith also has deathgrip when he’s asleep, so lance had to buy him a body pillow for those nights when lance just wants to sprawl out
  • lance taped a fucking picture of his face to the body pillow the first night keith slept with it and the next morning lance was woken abruptly by keith shrieking in terror
  • lance likes to do voices and impressions all the time to keep himself entertained and uses random objects around the house as props. keith’s reactions range from tired-of-your-shit to must-hold-in-laughter, but most of the time keith likes to film him on his phone so he can watch it again later. he says it’s blackmail material but these are keith’s videos of the lance that only he gets to see every day
  • whenever lance decides to fart in front of keith he turns it into a punchline
  • keith would never fart in front of other people because it’s fucking barbaric but he feels comfortable enough to voice his body’s concerns (oh god lance i have to fucking dump pause the tv i can’t miss gordon ramsay ripping this neglectful chef a new asshole)
  • they have a weekly chore chart with shifting roles, except keith can’t do the dishes because sticking his hands under hot water and touching grimy dishes is a nightmare for him
  • keith never likes to walk around barefoot esp in the kitchen, so lance makes it fun by gifting keith with funky socks. his most recent pair has shooting stars with a moon made of cheese at the ankle. (keith unintentionally called them cheesy and lance keeled over) keith is known at work/school as the serious guy with uncharacteristically fun socks
  • lance likes to blast music but when it bothers keith, he turns it down and sings along at a moderate volume, which keith finds comforting
  • lance: KEITH HAVE U SEEN THE THING
  • keith: did u check between the couch cushions
  • it was between the couch cushions
  • they have a codeword for when keith misses a social cue and says something too blunt or rude, that way they can communicate easily in private and when company’s over
  • they also have a word for when lance is doing something annoyingly repetitive that keith can’t deal with
  • lance is superstitious and it’s all pretty humorous, but he never risks going to bed without saying i love you, even if they’re angry at each other. keith doesn’t understand why they need to say it out loud all the time but he knows it makes lance feel better so he doesn’t ask questions
  • some nights they like to sleep outside on the back porch so they can see the stars together, and they make their own constellations
  • when the Bad Thoughts hit lance, keith just stays with him, cradles him, strokes his hair. keith’s blunt honesty is a solace whenever lance splits
  • when lance dissociates, keith finds a simple activity for them to do together to coax him back like watching crap tv or going for a drive with the windows down
  • lance bought this weird porcelain duck cookie jar and every time keith comes into contact with it he stares it down for a good minute out of suspicion and spite
  • if either of them don’t feel like using their voice at any particular time, they bought mini whiteboards with tons of colorful markers
  • keith really likes to doodle?? its not his passion or anything but lance lets him draw on his skin and loves to show off his “new tattoo” to literally anyone
  • keith really wants a cat but lance thinks cats are too boring and moody. lance wants a dog but keith thinks they’re too high-maintenance and overwhelming
  • when they went pet shopping they became unwittingly enamored with a turtle struggling to eat a tomato. it was inspirational, and they named her Rita
  • they probably start a small garden and grow tomatoes for Rita and lance in floppy sun hats and keith digging gleefully into the earth
  • lance naming their gardening hoe keith and promptly running from an angry dirt-covered keith

im dy i ng I could go on about these dorks and their habits

if anyone wants to add anything more please do I'm thirsty for domestic klance fluff

First of all, sorry for the slow responses! I forgot that I had to work a shift today, so I wasn’t around all afternoon. Which didn’t leave much time for me to write, but here I am, so lets do this (until I inevitably disappear to get some sleep)! Also I’ve gotten some very lovely asks but I wanted to write this down before I forgot. I thought of this headcanon while I was working and it’s too damn good not to share:


Alright, this happens at some point after CW but before Thanos shows up. The team (without Bucky, who’s still in Wakanda, working on getting his head cleared) is back in the US, having signed some form of revised accords. Steve is no longer team leader, but otherwise they’ve gotten off fairly easily with little repercussions. The tension between the old and new Avengers is obvious and especially Tony is met with outright hostility. It doesn’t help that Rhodey still isn’t in any shape to join the fights and is rarely around.

One day Clint signs Tony up for a parenting class. It’s another not-nicely-meant joke because of all the criticism Tony’s gotten for letting Peter fight. Only, the thing nobody expected? Tony actually goes. Because apparently he’s just that masochistic (apparently part of him still desperately wants to fix, to work things out between them). It earns him a lot of harsh ridicule, but Tony finishes it all the same.

Thing is, the Team Cap is so busy making fun of him, they don’t even notice when things start changing. Little things. When Steve walks into an argument between Clint and Tony and asks the latter “What have you done now?” disappointedly, Tony doesn’t snap something, get defensive or flee. He says “Have you ever noticed that you’re always immediately assuming I’m the one who has done something?”. It earns him another hurtful comment from Clint, and the incident is forgotten.

Until. Until, one day, during a debrief, Steve snaps. “She’s just a kid, Tony!” he yells when Tony keeps insisting on harder training for Wanda.

There’s a moment of silence, before, “Oh. Really? Does everyone agree with that?”

“You’re still not done catching up, Stark? So much for the futurist,” Clint sneers, and the matter is dropped. Or so it appears.

For the rest of the meeting, Tony is quiet. Thoughtful. In retrospect, they should’ve taken it for the warning it was.

That evening, when Wanda orders a new dress online, FRIDAY dispassionately informs her the transaction is impossible, as the price goes beyond her monthly allowance.

After a fruitless shouting match with the AI, she goes to Steve. Who (after a just as fruitless shouting match) goes to Tony. Who shrugs. “You told me she’s just a kid. Nobody, not even she herself, disagreed. I’m treating her like one.”

Suddenly, M-rated movies are inaccessible whenever Wanda is in the room. Once her curfew is reached, all electric devices go into sleeping modus (unless in case of an emergency of course). Talking with Tony, screaming at Tony, proves to be completely useless. Tony refuses to budge. Repeats lessons from his parenting class, about enforcing rules and teaching children boundaries.

And it doesn’t end there. The entire team is cut off from Tony’s money–Steve has to admit, he’s entitled to that, and maybe the team has gotten a bit too used to throwing Tony’s money around. That’s not the bad part anyways, they all have their own salaries from the government, they can still live. Just maybe a little more limited than before.

But suddenly the services they’ve become accustomed to are cancelled. They have to buy groceries themselves. There is no cleaning crew after Wanda throws a temper tantrum–she has to clean it herself or one of her ‘staunch defenders’, as Tony calls them, has to do it for her. New furniture doesn’t magically appear out of thin air, they have to buy it. And suddenly–suddenly the costs are starting to add up.

There’s a list pinned to the fridge one morning–on paper even–with their chores, going from doing the dishes to the laundry, that rotate every week. Who hasn’t fulfilled his one has to do all the chores the next week. FRIDAY keeps track of it, and barring missions and injuries, there are no exceptions.

Being grounded is an honest to god possibility now, including all electronics, for when they break one of the House Rules. And they are all enforced ruthlessly.

They all try to talk to Tony about it–they aren’t children, they don’t have to put up with this shit, it wasn’t funny to begin with, when is he gonna stop this already–but he remains unmoved.

It’s all “You told me Wanda is a kid,” and “I am allowed to set rules, considering you’re living under my roof. And there really is no excuse for breaking them, you are all aware they exist and why. They’re reasonable and you know it.”

And the most damning of them all. “If you’re so grown up and independent, you know where the door is. Walk out. This isn’t a prison, and you’re always welcome back, provided that you’re following the rules. You can walk away any time you want.”

Suffice to say, Clint is getting a lot of shit for signing Tony up for that parenting class. (Tony tells him he really appreciates it because clear communication is important.)

This was actually harder for me to put together than the French and Spanish ones, as I don’t listen to much “modern” Italian music, and I feel that’s what learners would like to have some advice on. In the end, I mostly went for classics, I hope you can forgive me ;) As usual, the playlist is only half-serious, and I tried to include links to videos featuring both the Italian lyrics and the English translation when I could. Enjoy!

Also in this series: Random music in French | Spanish

  • Mina – also known as the Tiger of Cremona, she’s been called the greatest Italian singer of all time, so I’d say her songs are definitely worth a listen. Famous titles are Tintarella di luna [x], Se telefonando [x] and Città vuota [x].
  • Fabrizio De André – probably the most famous Italian songwriter ever, and a crowd favorite for sure. Listen to his works if you’re looking for melancholic tunes and thought-provoking lyrics; I’d recommend Il testamento di Tito [x], La canzone di Marinella [x] and Fiume Sand Creek [x] (but honestly I’d recommend his whole discography and I’ll always be glad to translate his songs if anyone wants me to).
  • Francesco Guccini – another great songwriter. L’avvelenata [x] is what you want to listen to if you wanna learn some swear words (or if you just need to vent), Canzone per un’amica [x] might kill you inside if you’re like me, and Auschwitz [x] is a powerful but delicate ballad about the death of a boy in a concentration camp.
  • Mia Martini – one of the most soulful voices in our musical history, who died in the Nineties under circumstances that to this day are still not completely clear, many great lyricists wrote for her. In her repertoire you’ll find hits like Minuetto [x], Almeno tu nell’universo [x] and Piccolo uomo [x].
  • Lucio Dalla – keeping in line with the Italian songwriting tradition, here’s another household name. Listen to 4/3/1943 [x], Caruso [x] and L’Anno che verrà [x] (here sung in a duet with Francesco De Gregori, yet another singer-songwriter).
  • Tiziano Ferro – so, here’s an artist that’s still consistently active nowadays (I’m more versed in his earlier songs, though). If you know how to scream-sing at least the chorus of Sere nere [x] you’ll blend among Italians in no time; Non me lo so spiegare [x] is also a classic, as can be said of E fuori è buio [x].
  • Laura Pausini – possibly one of the best known Italian singers worldwide right now. Her big breakout song, La solitudine [x], is now a cult. Strani amori [x] and Simili [x] are also worth mentioning.
  • Caparezza – the first rapper on this list! Cool lyrics and quite far from stereotypes, but not the easiest to understand, I’d recommend him (strongly) to more advanced learners. Among his older songs I like best, Vieni a ballare in Puglia [x], Eroe [x] and Legalize the Premier [x].
  • Elisa – beautiful, melodic voice. Luce [x], Ti vorrei sollevare [x] and Eppure sentire [x].
  • Rino Gaetano – a voice with a raspy quality to it with which many a generation has fallen in love. Listen to A mano a mano [x], Ma il cielo è sempre più blu [x] and Gianna [x].
  • Fiorella Mannoia – Quello che le donne non dicono [x] and Il cielo d’Irlanda [x] are old hits of her, a more recent one is Combattente [x].
  • Jovanotti – funky, alternative hip-hop, pop. Check out Penso positivo [x] (old and upbeat one), Sabato [x], and A te [x] (the song everyone was dedicating to their friend/significant other/cat when it came out).
  • Baustelle – indie rock group. Personally, I like Gli spietati [x], La guerra è finita [x] and Le rane [x].
  • Eros Ramazzotti – he was only twenty-one years old when he first competed in the Sanremo festival with Terra Promessa [x]. You can also check out Adesso tu [x] or Più bella cosa [x].
  • Gianna Nannini – have a look at Fotoromanza [x], Bello e impossibile [x] and Sei nell’anima [x].
  • Max Gazzè – I almost forgot about him! Witty, generally upbeat and fun (but also interesting) to listen to. La vita com’è [x], Sotto casa [x] and Teresa [x] are cool songs of his.

BONUS – random songs I like (and more)

  • Alice [x] – we mentioned De Gregori, and this is one of my favorite songs of his (but there are many more! Rimmel, Niente da capire, Generale…).
  • Per Elisa [x] – singing this one is an artist called Alice, haha. You’ve got to watch the video, she makes the funniest/most badass faces.
  • La terra dei cachi [x] – by Elio e le storie tese, pretty emblematic as far as the Italian spirit is concerned. Might be a little tough to catch, though.
  • La bambola [x] – there had to be some Patty Pravo in this. “The girl from the Piper club”, as she was known at the beginning of her career, is a true icon of Italian music.
  • Ti regalerò una rosa [x] – a touching ballad that won the Sanremo festival in 2007.
  • Controvento [x] – I’m not the biggest fan of Arisa’s songs, but I really enjoy this one.
  • Per tutta la vita [x] – I really like Noemi’s voice. Fun fact: she was the soloist in Disney Pixar’s Brave!
  • Luci a San Siro [x] – melancholic hymn to a lost romance and youth.
  • Notte prima degli esami [x] – Antonello Venditti making high school seniors emotional since 1984.
  • Triangolo [x] – the song that comes to every Italian’s mind whenever show writers throw in a daring love triangle.
  • Il gatto e la volpe [x] – Edoardo Bennato’s take on two well-known character from Pinocchio.
  • 50 special [x] – a classic, you’ll end up singing it to the top of your lungs with your high school friends sooner or later.
  • Gli anni [x] – basically, same as above (and it’s a rule that has a tendency to be valid for every 883 song).
  • Monna Lisa [x] – Ivan Graziani in one of his best performances.
  • Maledetta primavera [x] – come on, it’s called “Damned Springtime” and was covered in way more languages than I thought.
  • E la luna bussò [x] – sung by Loredana Berté, Mia Martini’s “edgier” younger sister.
  • …I could go on forever, but here’s a list I made featuring a bunch of songs that marked my childhood [x] (and probably those of many others Italian twenty-somethings).
  • I also translated I promessi sposi in dieci minuti [x]. You’ll find a thorough explanation of what this is in the link, but let me tell you that this epic mash-up features a lot of Italian hits, albeit with different lyrics, so it’s a great resource! If you want me to, I can write you down a list of songs that appear in it.
  • as I was making this list, I noticed that @langsandlit had just written a post suggesting many artists definitely worth checking out [x]. Give it a look, it’s really helpful and I agree with what he wrote (plus, there’s a significant section dedicated to contemporary artists).

There’d be many, maaany more (and I might make a second post soon, maybe slightly more concise haha), but that’s it for now!

anonymous asked:

Angst free prompt: Little acts of domestic helpfulness. Like, making the other tea or making sure their favorite fork is clean or something.

idk if you’re even still around anon because this is nearly a year late and deviates a l o t from the original prompt but it was fun to write anyways :) thank you!

on ao3


A fumble with keys, then a rattle as the doorknob turns. While no sound comes from the swing of the door, Neil enters the apartment calling, “Honey, I’m home,” and that makes more of a racket than it would’ve if he’d just slammed it against the adjacent wall.

Andrew, who has long since become used to this particular part of their routine, merely grunts in response. Their mocking attempts to imitate the horrors of heteronormative domesticity is something shared between two men who have finally found themselves settling into a relatively uneventful life, and Andrew cherishes it even if it isn’t worth the breath to say so.

Over the screams of the boring thriller he’s watching, Andrew can hear the clatter of Neil’s keys as they’re dropped into the little dish that the Boyd-Wilds children had made for them, the thud of the door’s latch being put into place, the shuffling of Neil struggling out of his running shoes because he always refuses to undo the laces. He flips through the channels as Neil stumbles into the living room, reeking of and drenched in sweat. His hair is half plastered to his face and half valiantly reaching for the ceiling - courtesy of that goddamned bandanna - and the only thing that Andrew appreciates about this particular image is the fact that Neil’s legs in those tiny short-shorts still look tantalizingly good.

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I didn’t? (Peter Parker x Reader)

A/N: Based on the Tumblr post…you know the one. Couldn’t find a screenshot of it, so if somebody has it please add it on!

Summary (sort of): Peter Parker is bloody forgetful. Like damn.

Word Count: .5k (I might do a part two; I don’t really know how to work links though)

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hey just another miraculous AU

JUST A PSA IM ON MOBILE AND IT WONT LET ME PUT A READ MORE???
I went all out I wrote like the entire plot of the movie
Has a tangled AU been done??? Probably ??? Who cares ???
Okay so
-“this is the story of how I died… OH DONT WORRY ITS A FUN STORY HAHA!! and it starts with a magic, golden flower”
-Queen Momma Agreste gets hella sick and she’s gotta have this baby right, so King Gabriel sends for the ‘mythical’ golden flower
-surprise surprise they find the flower, which completely enrages a forest wizard named Hawkmoth who has been using it for its intense power and the immortality it grants
-Queen Momma Agreste drinks the flower tea and boom we have a baby prince, Adrien, with a full head of blonde locks and he’s just cute and all is good
-of course Hawkmoth wants to join the fun so he kidnaps Adrien for the powers his hair possesses
-so Hawkmoth and Adrien are living up in this tower in the woods now and Adrien learns to recite this poem to use his power (the song basically but spoken)
-King Gabe and Queen Momma Agreste light off these little butterfly lanterns on his birthday and there’s just a swarm of glowing butterflies on his birthday and he knows its for him
-also important Adrien befriends a little chameleon that he names Plagg ;)
-So fast forward like nearly 17-ish years and cut to scene with Marinette, Chloé and Sabrina all pulling off a sick heist to steal the Crown of the Black Cat, which is basically Adrien’s crown he was supposed to get on his coronation day
-(So if you haven’t caught it yet, Adrien is Rapunzel and Marinette is Flynn Ryder)
-So basically Marinette’s nom de plume is Ladybug, its what she goes by on all her heists and what she’s wanted as
-So anyway Her and Chlo and Sab all break into the castle and snatch the crown, they get chased by the guards, including the best guard Alya, and the best horse Tikki
-Cue a joke by Mari with her wanted poster about how they “ just can’t get my ____ right” each time it’s a different thing
-after this, ur girl Ladybug totally is selfish at this point in the story and takes the crown and leaves Chloé and Sabrina for the guards
-Alya gets thrown off of Tikki but Tikki still chases after Marinette. Until Marinette finds a hidden lil cave, that’s more like a lil rock hallway that leads to a meadow with a fairly nice tower
-So what should Marinette do?? Climb the tower of course!
-Don’t worry Adrien doesn’t hit her with a frying pan, she literally eats shit when she walks in and knocks herself out. Clumsy Girl y’know.
-Adrien is just like ???? Wt F wHo thE heCk just smacked their face on my floo- ITS A FEMALE WHAT PLAGG HELP WHAT DO I DO IVE NEVER SEEN A REAL LIVE GIRL ONLY IN THOSE BOOKS
-Plagg is very obviously annoyed and is like “boi put her somewhere and show hawkmoth you can handle yourself (even though she knocked herself out)”
-Adrien kinda catches on so he literally just pulls her to a closet and puts her in
-her bag falls open as he’s moving her to an upright position and the black crystals of the crown catch his attention
-basically an “ooh shiny!” moment,,And he takes it and looks in the mirror and tries to figure out what it is
-he puts it on his arm and looks through it and then puts it on his head
-and he’s like “woah I look like those princes from my book” “haha as if”
-(LIKE BOI YOU ARE SHHSHDJS)
-anyway so hawkmoth comes home from wherever the hell he went, town or whatever idk, and Adrien is like !! FATHER LOOK WHAT I DID!!
-Hawkmoth does not care literally at all he’s like “Adrien please recite your poem for me it calms me” and Adrien rushes through it and HM is just like ??? bOI
-Adrien tries to show him our girl Lady Luck
-Hawkmoth will have None of That
-“You can’t handle yourself, the world is dangerous”
-He literally doesn’t listen to Adrien’s pleas to leave the tower at all either
-“you are NOT like anyone else! You are my son!” (u thought)
-so what does Adrien do?? Plan an escape plan, and sends HM on a mission that will take like 3 days or smth
-Adrien has long hair btw I forgot to mention just not nearly as long as rapunzel’s was
-His is more like maybe brushing the floor
-and hawk moth climbs a rope ladder or smth to get in there’s plot holes leave me be
-ANYwaY after hawkmoth leaves, he tapes Mari to a chair or ties her or something
-and Plagg wakes her up by sticking Camembert in her mouth
-and she’s like !!! WHAt the HEck Ew
-after she wakes up Adrien is like “what you want why you here please don’t kill me”
-When he steps into the light and she sees him she’s literally rendered speechless like she can’t form words bc he is actually so beautiful
-“h-hi-I mean hello- I mean-uh-why are you in this-uh-tower, who are you???”
-Adrien doesn’t trust her at all bc the wanted poster in her bag and the crown literally screams criminal
-he’s desperate though so he’s like “alright listen up, whoever you are, something brought you to me. Call it fate, destiny-” “A horse” “Im not finished… you were brought to me today for a reason, and that’s to help me. You’re going to be my guide”
-Marinette is like “awh man I wish I could but see I have to get this cro-OH NO, WHERE IS MY BAG?”
-Adrien holds it up like ;) and she’s just so done
-“If you take me to see the lights tomorrow, I will return it to you, if you refuse, I’ll turn you in.”
-“wait the stupid butterfly lanterns they light off for the lost prince?”
-Adrien is totally in awe that they’re not some weird star thing, they’re butterflies
-she shakes her head and knows she can’t really refuse so she plans it out in her head on how she can cheat the system
-Adrien’s already covered that in his head though she can’t get away with anytHing
-(except maybe making him fall in love with her ;))))
-So she agrees and she’s like “The names Ladybug”
-he’s kinda like ¿ strange name but Okay!! “My name is Adrien!”
-ANYWAy they leave the tower and Adrien is like 👀👀 this is no bueno I should not be doing this but omg I’ve never felt so FREE!!!
-he has a blast omg that boy goes running through the woods and he’s laughing and he’s like “FATHER WOULD BE SO ANGRY BUT I DONT CARE”
-meanwhile hawkmoth sees Tikki in the woods and has an “oh SHIT Adrien” moment
-Runs back home, there’s nothing and no one there, aside from Mari’s wanted poster that fell out of the bag
-meanwhile with the Lovebirds™
-He and Mari end up at this pub with some Angry men, including the bar owner Nino, and Adrien ends up singing about his dreams and everyone has fun
-the scene that stemmed this idea happens with Mari singing about how her dream involves her being rich on an island
-and surprise surprise Hawkmoth finds them but so do the guards and they escape through a tunnel under the pub that Nino shows them, and it leads out into the dry side of a dam
-Intense Battle Scene™
-Mari is a badass but then Adrien totally comes out of nowhere like “I came here to attack and I’m honestly having a good time”
-They get trapped in a cave that’s filling with water post battle bc they broke shit
-they’re literally lowkey going to die and Adrien is like “I’m so sorry I got you into this mess. We’re going to die here and I’m so sorry Ladybug”
-and she just softly says “Marinette”
-Adrien is like “????? what”
-and Marinette starts crying and she’s like
-“my name isn’t Ladybug if you couldn’t tell. It’s Marinette. I called myself Ladybug because I always wanted to be like a superhero. I never was one though. All I am is an orphan with a permanent record.”
-and here we have Adrien “Actual Adoration” Agreste because if we wasn’t in love with her before, he is most certainly in love with her now
-and then he remembers!!
-HIS HAIR GLOWS WHEN HE SAYS THE POEM THEY CAN LOOK UNDERWATER
-so he’s like “marinette please go with the flow” and he recites the poem in his head and his hair just illuminates
-she’s like “WHAT THE FUCJTN”
-but she’s not ready for death so they dig rocks out and they end up dropping into a river
-they come up on the bank gasping like “oh fuck dude”
-“MARINETTE WE’RE ALIVE!!!”
-“his hair glows? His hair glows! Plagg why does his hair glow???”
-“Marinette?” “this is surreal. I’m dead we died” “Marinette” “what the hell is going on” “MARINETTE!” “What!”
-he’s standing there dripping water and extending his hand to her
-and she’s like “oh no” because he looks so hot standing there dripping water and she maybe has the tiniest crush on him
-oh who am I kidding the sun rays behind him and his radiant smile sends her head over heels into complete love for this ray of light
-so he pulls Marinette out of the river and they go find a lil clearing and they make a campfire
-and Adrien looks at Marinette and frowns
-and she’s like “What what what’s wrong is something wrong with me??”
-and he just laughs a bit, “no no you just have a cut on your knee”
-she looks down at her knee and winces at the long, deep cut and just shrugs it off because it’ll heal eventually
-Adrien trusts Marinette to the point now that he can show her the reason he’s hidden away
-“don’t freak out okay”
-he holds a lock of hair in his hands and presses it to her cut and recites the poem
-and Marinette is like ¿ wth boI
-and once he’s done he just grins and he’s like “good as new”
-Mari is confused as hell and when he moves his hand away and the cuts not there she literally opens her mouth to shriek
-and Adrien is like “PLEASE DONT FREAK OUT IM SORRY”
-and she’s like “hahahaha why would I freak out I’m just curious whydoesyourhairglowandwhydoesithavemagicalhealingpowershowlonghasitdonethat?”
-and Adrien is sheepishly just like “forever I guess,,, that’s why I was hidden away, because people want my hair for its power.”
-He moves some hair to the side to show a pale blonde lock of hair cut off at the nape of his neck and explains that if it’s cut it turns pale and loses its power
-Marinette is like really shook but she pushes it down and suggests they sleep so they can be ready for the butterfly lights tomorrow
-cut to scene of Hawkmoth pissed as hell in the woods as he fades into the shadows
-he’s now talking to Chloé and Sabrina and making a Plan
-so next day Adrien wakes up to Marinette screaming and is very confused to see her literally trying to fight a horse
-like she literally almost has Tikki in a headlock and Tikki has a hoof pushing on her shoulder and shit
-Adrien has never been more confused but he goes and breaks it up and he’s like “hey there girly what’s your name” and he looks at her name thing and he’s like “Tikki!! That’s a nice name!”
-And Tikki whines or something and Mari chuckles or something and Tikki is back at it with trying to capture her
-But Adrien hits her with these kitten eyes and is like “I realllyyyyyyy need her to take me to the kingdom so I can see the butterflies, please let me have that, then you can fight her until you can’t stand!”
-Marinette is so very thankful for that one
-so they head to the Kingdom, now with Tikki coming along with them
-They’re having a blast and when they get to the kingdom they have all sorts of fun
-Adrien shows Marinette some of the books he has at home and she shows him the books that inspired Ladybug
-they get food from the market
-and Adrien keeps seeing images of this baby boy with bright green eyes and golden locks and theres something familiar about everything
-and then, oh boy and then, someone starts playing music and Adrien is like !! “mari come dance with me”
-and she’s like “nah I’m okay you go”
-and he starts dancing and soon a ton of people have joined in and Adrien comes around the circle and grabs Marinette
-and they dance around with people and they’re desperately hoping it works out so they can dance together
-surprise!!! They do but they join hands as the song ends and they’re like “awh damn”
-so after that ends Marinette and Adrien are both blushing and she points out that it’s almost sundown and they have somewhere to go
-they go out into the middle of the lake in a lil boat and Adrien is so so so excited and so is Mari bc Adrien is so happy
-the sun goes down and Adrien looks at Marinette completely giddy like !! :DD
-and she just smiles so wide back at him because holy fuck she’s never felt so in love in her whole life
-Adrien is flicking the surface of the water and watching the waves when he sees the first light
-suddenly literally thousands of butterfly lanterns are floating all around them and Adrien is just in complete awe
-Marinette clears her throat and he turns to look at her and she has two lanterns in her hand
-and Adrien smiles and turn behind him and grabs the bag with the crown and he’s like “I should’ve given this to you sooner, but I was scared… I’m not scared anymore. You know what I mean?”
-and she just pushes it down, “I’m starting to”
-AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT
-And they’re literally a centimeter away from locking lips when Marinette can see Chloé on the beach
-and she decides right then to give Chloé the crown and go wherever with Adrien
-Adrien of course thinks at first that she’s betraying his trust but doesn’t believe that because he loves her okay?
-Cue Adrien getting worried and going to look for her
-Hawkmoth fighting Chloé or something and she passes out and he sees Adrien
-and he’s like “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD IM SO HAPPY YOU’RE OKAY” (he says as he takes handfuls of his hair)
-Adrien is like “yea okay but Marinette”
-And hawkmoth, fricken rat, points to the boat heading toward the kingdom
-and he’s like “I think she’s got something better to do”
-Adrien is broke af how could this happen how could they love each other so much and just have her break the trust so easily
-he’s just kinda done with it so he’s accepted it and goes back to the tower with HM
-Meanwhile Marinette wakes up from getting knocked tf out and Tikki is whining super loud bc Marinette is in danger and she can tell
-some guards are drawn bc of the whines and Mari has the crown tied to her hand and she’s like “shit”
-they throw her in jail and she’s gonna be hung then next morning
-Tikki is on a mission and she books it to Nino’s pub
-back in the tower Hawkmoth has finished lecturing Adrien and leave him to himself
-Adrien takes out the little kingdom flag he got and looks at it
-and suddenly he starts to see the symbol everywhere
-it’s hidden in all his paintings around his room
-and suddenly now he knows
-that baby boy is Him
-he leaves his room determined to get somewhere
-Hawkmoth is like ?? “What’s wrong Adrien?”
-“I’m the lost Prince”
-“what?”
-“I’m the lost Prince! Aren’t I father? Or should I even call you that?”
-oh hawkmoth is Pissed
-Adrien tries to leave to go find Marinette and Hawkmoth is like “she’s going to be dead when you get there, she’s due to hang for her crimes”
-and Adrien is screwed and he can’t do anything so he surrenders
-back at the castle
-Nino and his bar mates have arrived and they’re kicking ass for Marinette
-And she ends up on Tikki’s back and is like all sappy like “thank you for saving me it means a lot really”
-Tikki doesn’t care she just needs to get Mari to Adrien like now
-so sick montage of tikki running to the tower
-and Marinette scales the tower
-and she’s in! And there’s Adrien! Chained to the wall with tape on his mouth?
-and suddenly Marinette has a sharp pain in her side where Hawkmoth totally just stabbed her
-she slams into a mirror and breaks it and just kinda slumps against the wall with all the shards
-Adrien is flipping shit,,, he’s taking on the chains and screaming into the tape and he’s crying and she’s crying and hawkmoth is just standing over her like
-“poor little thief got what was coming to her”
-Hawmoth goes to grab Adrien and take him to a new area, where no one could find them
-but Adrien fights him so hard
-he’s yanking back and kicking
-and Hawkmoth yells “STOP FIGHTING”
-Adrien gets the tape off enough so he can speak
-“I WILL NEVER STOP FIGHTING YOU, I WILL FIGHT UNTIL THE DAY I DIE”
-he glances at Mari and she’s staring at him with tears in her eyes, clenching her side
-“unless…unless you let me heal her. If you just let me heal her I will go wherever with you, no fighting”
-Hawkmoth doesn’t want to deal with his crap so he’s like “whatever”
-he chains Marinette to the staircase banister, “in case you get any ideas” he says
-Adrien runs over to her and he’s brushing her hair back from her face and he’s crying and she’s crying
-and he presses some hair and his hands to her wound and he’s like “shhhh shhhh it’s okay you’ll be okay we’ll be okay”
-and she’s crying so much and she’s like “no you won’t be you can’t just go be a slave to him”
-and it’s in slow motion when she grabs his hair and swings a jagged piece of the mirror up and slices it at the base of his neck
-Hawkmoth is y e l l i n g because there goes all the power he was able to have
-Adrien is completely shocked, he doesn’t really understand what the hell just happened
-all he can see is Hawkmoth drastically aging into a very very old man and stumbling until Plagg trips him and sends him falling out of the window
-it takes him a whole second to realize Marinette is still in his arms, dying with no way for him to save her
-“no no no Marinette stay with me, please please you can’t go”
-she just weakly smiles at him and she’s like “I never got to tell you”
-and she winces and tries to sit up more to reach for him
-“you were my new dream”
-“you were mine”
-cue gross ugly sobs from me because Marinette slowly slips away
-Adrien cries out in complete anguish and just holds her limp body, crying because he loved her so much oh my god
-his tears fall on her face and he’s too broken to notice the golden rays coming off of her until they completely consume the room
-and Adrien is so confused,,, why are all these golden rays surrounding Marinette
-and she shifts in his arms and he’s like !!!!!!
-he looks down at her and her eyes open and she’s like
-“have I ever told you I’ve got a thing for green eyes”
-Adrien barely has time to laugh before they’re slamming their lips together, crying and just so so so happy that they’re okay
-they leave the tower and go back to the kingdom, because Adrien knows now that he is the lost Prince
-also Marinette sort of needs to make amends with the kingdom bc she’s in love with Adrien dammit and she’s not gonna lose him
-Adrien sees Momma Agreste and Gabriel
-and everyone is So Happy!!! And they’re hugging!!!
-And Marinette is just standing off to the side content that he’s with his family
-and then momma yanks her into the hug circle
-and then there’s a mini fast forward and Look at That!!! We’re at a celebration !!!
-and we have some Cute ass scenes of Prince Adrien talking to the citizens of the kingdom
-and Mari snatches his crown off his head
-and he just rolls his eyes and they kiss
-and the camera slowly pans up onto an announcement
-For a royal wedding

AHHHHH THIS TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO WRITE ITS SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I LITERALLY WROTE OUT THE ENTIRE MOVIE

One Moment (Day 3: Secret Admirer)

For @carryon-valentines

Summary: Another gosh darn soulmate AU. 

Word count: 1412

Warnings: This is hella angsty. People are punched. Baz is sad. It’s gr8 


I’m not even going to pretend I don’t know it. Simon Snow is beautiful. He’s kind. He’s a fucking mess. And he’s my soulmate.

I couldn’t be sure until I touched him, but I didn’t want to be sure. I lasted seven years without touching him, because I was afraid to touch. I was afraid of my feelings for him being real. Simon Snow already occupied my mind day and night even in black and white; he was my obsession. I was afraid that if I ever touched him, if I ever figured out what color his eyes really were, it would drive me insane.

In the beginning of our time as roommates, Simon and I acted civil toward each other, but everything changed during fifth year. That year, I started to think about what color Simon’s lips were. That year, I started to wonder why Wellbelove wanted to kiss him when his lips were always so chapped. That year, I started to wonder what his chapped lips would feel like against mine. Actually, I didn’t start wondering about that during fifth year. I simply figured out why I was wondering it in the first place.

The realization came one evening over dinner. He was sitting with his friends, and I was sitting with mine. It was all very normal. It was normal to see Wellbelove smiling at Simon; and it was normal to see Simon smiling back. The pang of jealousy I felt, however, was not normal. It had finally hit me.

That evening, I stayed in the catacombs later than usual. I drained a few extra rats, and tried not to cry. I tried not to cry over the fact that I was in love with Simon Snow.

When I finally made my way back to the room, Simon had already taken his shirt off and begun climbing into bed. He mumbled his usual, “G’night, Baz.”

Instead of my usual hum of acknowledgement, I replied with, “Oh, piss off, Snow.”

I remember him turning and looking at me like I had just spat in his face, before I turned and entered the bathroom. I made sure to slam the door behind me.  

My father could deal with the fact that I was a vampire. He could accept me even though I am not exactly alive. But my father would never accept me if he knew my soulmate was the Mage’s heir. So, I didn’t want to accept it either.

From then on, I made it my mission to make sure Simon Snow wanted nothing to do with me. I insulted him. I embarrassed him. I flirted with Wellbelove. Crowley, I even pushed him down the stairs! Unfortunately, my plans backfired. From then on, Simon wouldn’t leave me alone. Everyday he’d wake up and follow me around the school grounds, making sure I didn’t “cause any trouble.” Sometimes, I thought that he was more obsessed me, than I was with him. But that was impossible.

There were so many times that Simon almost touched me. Each time, I’d pull away from him right before our skin could make contact and feign disgust. Each time, through the filter of gray that clouded our eyes, I saw a little piece of Simon break. That little piece did more to me than I ever wanted to admit. Still, I kept on pushing him away. I kept trying to make him despise me. I never pushed him completely over the edge though. One of us would always storm off, before I got the chance. That was until one day in seventh year.

It started off like any other day, and it ended like any other day: with me coming back from the catacombs at a ridiculous hour, and Simon pretending like he was asleep (like he wasn’t waiting for me to return). Everything was normal, until Simon sat up.

“Back from draining a first year?” he asked. I rolled my eyes, as I gathered my things and prepared to change into my pajamas. Simon persisted. “I know you’re a vampire.”

I sighed before before replying, “Of course, Snow. I’m also the bloody queen.” I didn’t turn to look at him. I just listened to his bed creak as he stood up.

“So, you don’t deny it?” he asked. I turned to him. “Ever heard of sarcasm, Snow?” I scoffed as I continued, “I figured you of all people could take a joke, considering you are one.”

Simon glared at me. “What?”

I sneered. “Did I stutter?”  

Simon growled, “Baz, listen–”

“No, Snow, you listen to me,” I interrupted. “I’m as much of a vampire as you are the chosen one.”

Simon scrunched up his nose. I smirked. “Let me make this clear, in case you’re too dumb to figure it out on your own. I’m not a vampire, and you’re not the chosen one.”

I watched Simon and pretended his frustration was amusing me. He clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth. I could tell he was trying, and failing, to keep calm. It hurt to watch. I pushed farther. “Everyone may think you are,” I spat, “but I know that there’s no way in hell that an idiot like you could ever be the chosen one.” I could tell he was almost there. That’s when I told him, “I bet The Mage knows it, too. You’re not the chosen one. You were just a tool. His ticket to becoming headmaster–”

That’s when I felt it. His fist against my cheek. It impacted harder than I expected. I gasped as I held my face. The inside of my cheek had been sliced open on one of my teeth, and blood drooled out of my mouth onto the floor. At first, I didn’t notice it. It was dark, and I was in pain. But on the always white carpet, next to my alway black shoes, I saw a hint of red.

I didn’t have to look at him to know that he was gaping at me like an idiot. I didn’t want to look at him. I was afraid. I hadn’t been that afraid in a long time, because I knew when I looked up my whole world was going to change. So, we stood in silence, while I worked up the courage, as my eyes filled with tears.

I prayed that Simon would want nothing to do with me afterwards. That I could keep pretending I wasn’t in love with him. That everything would stay the same. But, when I looked up at him, nothing was the same.

I was no stranger to building walls around my heart. It’s much easier to push everyone away than to risk getting your heart broken. Over time, though, my walls had begun to deteriorate, and looking into Simon’s eyes was one final blow that sent my walls crashing down around me. And as the walls fell, tears began streaming down my face. That’s when another realization hit me: I didn’t want to pretend not to love Simon Snow, because I did love him. I loved him so much. I thought it would kill me, before I got the chance to tell him just how much.

It’s strange to think about how much changed in just one moment. Before that moment, only three things mattered to me: 1) I didn’t want Simon Snow to be my soulmate, 2) he was my soulmate anyway, and 3) that I never wanted him to know we were soulmates.

As I stood, crying, staring into his eyes, none of it seemed to matter anymore. What mattered was how gently he was touching my face, how he was wiping away my tears instead of making fun of me for them, how he was closing his eyes and leaning into me, and then how he was kissing me.

It wasn’t the kind kissing that haunted my dreams at night; it wasn’t violent or painful. It was soft and full of all the kind words that I wish I had said to him since we first met.

After Simon pulled his lips away from mine, he whispered something I had never imagined, not even in my wildest fantasies. He whispered something that came as more of a shock than Simon Snow standing shirtless in our room snogging me.

“I love you, Baz… since first year, I think.”

Our first kiss was full of remorse, but our second was full of promise.

I love him so much.

anonymous asked:

After reading so much of ur metas about how Ouma isn't evil and is very caring and empathic, I forgot something. Ouma sees the killing game as a, well game right? But I'm not sure why or if that's really true. If anything, due to his hatred against killing, wouldn't he be the one most against seeing the killing game as an actual game? And wasn't it stated that Ouma was the first character to see the killing game as an actual game? Idk why this but that feels important.. or maybe it's not?

This is a really good point to bring up anon, and a great question! If it seems like Ouma’s stance as a whole on the killing game and games in general is a bit contradictory, it’s because… well, it is!

Ouma is a pretty contradictory character overall. Rather than being solely a “good person” or a “bad person,” he’s a well-intentioned person aiming to end the killing game but willing to do extremely morally questionable things in order to do so. He claims he “hates jokes and lies” on several occasions, yet at the same time embraces them and in fact needs “gentle lies” in order to cope with the harshness of reality. Considering that almost the entirety of his design is presented in “blacks” and “whites,” it’s highly ironic that he himself as a character is largely morally grey.

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To Be Alone - A Moriel Fic

For @acotarshipweek  moriel week which was…sixteen centuries ago, I am aware, but the prompt came from there so credit where credit’s due. Speaking of credit, blessings upon my dearest, @pterodactylichexameter for betaing/general encouragement with this thing, ‘twas a pain at times. 

Title: To Be Alone 

Summary: moriel sin week prompt: secret rendezvous. Mor and Az find themselves alone in a quiet corner of Velaris, having been each told to meet someone important here, not knowing they were being set-up. Little does their High Lady know they’ve already been in a relationship for some months now. They decide to make the most of this time alone they’ve been given and slip off together to a nearby inn… 

Teaser: She hadn’t thought it possible – that she could want him more once he was hers but…From that first brush of his tongue against hers, that first taste of him, she had known that she would never belong to another heart again. She was his. She had always been his, really. As he had always been hers. She had known she would never want anyone else – and that she would never stop wanting him. 

Link: AO3

Mor sucks in a deep breath as she steps from the whisper of darkness winnowing always envelopes her in. It’s near sunset and the streets of Velaris are busy, full of people heading home for their evening meals before the city comes alive for true when night falls. She smiles politely and nods greetings to a few of those who meet her eyes but she doesn’t linger to chat with anyone this time. She’s already a little late for her appointment.

The crowds fortunately start to thin as she heads towards the quieter, more residential area of town near the river. It’s much less densely populated and a faint kiss of mist cools her flushed, warm skin as she emerges from the hot press of bodies. Through the shifting eddies of swirling white she sees the bridge over the Sidra she was asked to come to and hurries her steps when she dimly spots a solitary figure waiting for her – a column of shadow among the white river ghosts.

Mor is within spitting distance before she realises that the person waiting for her is not the one she had expected. Old instincts, sharpened by the recent war, have her reaching for her power, gathering it in her body, preparing to attack or defend- But a heartbeat later she recognises the person and her defences shatter on instinct.

Azriel stands with perfect stillness, leaning on the stone wall of the bridge a calm, tranquil expression upon his handsome features. He doesn’t turn towards her, shift his position at all, or give any other outward reaction to her presence. Mor isn’t fooled. He knows perfectly well that she’s there. For one thing she had seen the shadow curling around his ear moments earlier, informing him that she was – though Mor suspects he had known even before that. The damn male is impossible to sneak up on; unless he lets her, which is frankly just insulting.

Approaching him with long, easy strides, Mor mirrors his unconcerned posture, standing beside him and letting her gaze drift out over the Sidra as well, following his gaze. She manages a full, impressive, ten seconds before her restraint cracks. Az smiles thinly, fondly, as the words burst from her, interrupting the peaceful silence, “What are you doing here?”

At last Ariel tears his gaze away from the view in front of them to look down at her. His face softens as his eyes meet hers, the mask of cold composure that some, wrongly, assume is a permanent feature of her shadowsinger slips. His quiet affection shows through instead, that tender smile lingering on his lips. The shadows that twist around him thin then vanish, as though giving them privacy. Her belly swoops with the usual familiar pulse of pleasure and joy that he feels safe with her, safe enough to let his instinctive guard down.

Az’s voice is its typical dark, velvet calm when he answers her, “I was told to urgently meet an informant here and was advised that the meeting would be…” his lips curl into a tighter smile, his eyes tinged with obvious amusement as he looks her up and down, appreciating her even though she’s dressed rather simply, “Advantageous to me.”

“By?” Mor prompts him, eyebrows quirking up.

Az’s smile deepens before he answers, “Feyre.”

Mor looses a short burst of laughter at that. Theory confirmed. Az only widens his eyes quizzically, inviting her to explain her reacting.  

Composing herself enough to answer Mor drums her fingers thoughtfully on the top of the stone wall before she tells Az, through a broad grin, “Our esteemed High Lady asked me to meet her here at this time for something very important.” Her smirk broadens, now edged with wicked glee as she jostles Az playfully with her shoulder. “Seems like you’re ‘very important’, Az.”

As she had hoped this teases a faint flush of pink into his tan cheeks and her grin broadens in answer. Then his brow furrows and he clears  his throat and says, with a very good impression of his usual cool, analytical seriousness that’s only given away to her by how his hazel eyes glitter with merriment, “Looks like she thinks we should be spending some more quality time alone together. “

A soft shiver rustles through her as his gaze meets hers. Heat coils low in her stomach but she ignores it, pushing it down hard. Opting for airy amusement instead she says pointedly, “In a very romantic location.” She gestures around them, to the thin veil of mist enveloping them, adding an additional layer of intimacy to the meeting. The Sirda flows beneath them, gilded by the slowly setting sun, burning like liquid gold with diamonds peppering the smooth water, sparkling like stars.

Velaris is beautiful as it draws near to the night it so enjoys and it’s known, comfortable and familiar to both of them. The location is perfect – a little too perfect – and Feyre’s motives aren’t particularly difficult to guess at. Mor hopes Az never tries to recruit her for any further spying or subterfuge; if this is any indication she won’t get on well with it. Still…

She turns back to Az, her voice dropping, a hint of silk brushing through her words, “I’m not going to argue with her.”

Conversely to her hopeful expectations, Az’s frown only deepens into lines of uncertainty. “Do you think we should tell her?” he asks, his fingers trailing, apparently unconsciously, over the hand she has resting on the bridge.

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anonymous asked:

Hey, do you know of any fics with trans Remus or Sirius, or just any trans characters in general. Preferably more happy ones, I just got putted to my parents as trans and I'm feeling kinda shitty right now. It's fine if you don't know of any

Oh jeez, it really sucks that you got outed…outing anyone else is just such a shitty thing to do. I hope things get better for you– you’re awesome and strong and I know you can do this, even though it’s hard and it doesn’t feel good right now.

But anyway, yes, I can absolutely provide you with some trans!wolfstar recs! I’ve recently updated my trans!Sirius reclist and my non-binary!Sirius reclist, and for tumblr posts I have a trans!Remus tag, a trans!Sirius tag, and a non-binary!Sirius tag. And for non-wolfstar I only have a small list of trans!Lily fics but if you request other HP characters I’ll see what I can do. All that’s left is trans!Remus fics, so here you go! 

Notes: There are actually so. many. FANTASTIC trans!Remus fics that I’ve had to break them up into “Definitely read” (my faves) and “Also check out” but honestly all of them are fabulous & worth reading. I’ve tried to make this a fairly comprehensive list of trans!Remus wolfstar fics, but I’ve done my best to mark angsty fics & list warnings so that you can decide whether or not to read them.

All fics feature transmale!Remus unless noted specifically that the fic contains transfemale!Remus.

Updated 27 July 2017 to fix the links tumblr apparently broke.

Trans!Remus fics

Definitely read:

  • *TransFigured by picascribit– 26k, E, mwpp era. “We thought you might be a werewolf,” said Sirius. “What?” Remus almost laughed at the absurdity….“I know. All I meant was, we thought you might be, and we still wanted to be friends. Whatever you’re not telling us — how much worse can it be?“” Fantastic fic but beware of angst, esp. in the beginning. TW: suicide attempt, transphobia, bullying, dysphoria. [Sequel: TransLate– 5k, M, mwpp era. Accidental pregnancy.]
  • *I’ll paint a mural of your smile by david8– 33k, T, non-magic/coffee shop AU. “…it doesn’t take Sirius long to sense something different about Remus…And soon, even Remus understands that not everything is as it should be with the seemingly happy, extroverted and flirtatious rich guy…” Also with bipolar, non-binary Sirius. Some angst related to mental illness.
  • *I just didn’t know it yet. by genderisasocialconstruct– 1k, G, MWPP era & post-Hogwarts. “Sirius comes to realise that the time waiting for his soulmate was well worth the wait.” Soulmate AU. Super super cute. Fluff. 
  • *Queer As Day by philiatran– WIP~ 24k, T, non-magic/university AU. “Sirius Black…has two things. 1. A penchant for photography. and 2. A tumblr blog dedicated to picture after picture of Remus Lupin.” Everyone is queer and it is fabulous. Some angst regarding friendships, as well as several clearly-marked triggers, esp. TW: dysphoria, transphobia, past suicide attempt, depression. [fic missing from Ao3]
  • Long Distance by irrationalmoony & LadyAmina– WIP~ 21k, E, non-magic/university AU. “James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter have been inseparable since…their first day at Hogwarts boarding school. So when Remus relocates to France for further schooling…they’re not going to let the distance stop them…” Texting fic, also with genderfluid!Sirius. Fluff.
  • *Succession of Halos by LadyFaceElena– 7k, G, non-magic AU. “When Remus gets talked into seeing his favourite author–Astronomy Professor S. Black–hold a stargazing lecture, he…does not expect the ripped jeans and rolling-stones t-shirt wearing, motor-bike riding Sirius Black….” Also has genderfluid!Sirius.
  • Forbidden by LadyFaceElena– 12k, G, non-magic/university AU. “...Lily and Marlene decide to make a video in response to Israel’s banned book about a Jewish and Arab romance…Artist Sirius Black reluctantly agrees to participate…having no idea he’s on the path to finding love…” Also has genderfluid!Sirius. Contains discussions of family issues & oppression but not overly angsty.
  • *All Hail the Outlaws by LadyFaceElena– 29k, E, non-magic/university AU. “One of Remus Lupin’s three jobs happens to be working maintenance for their flat building…James Potter and Sirius Black move in across the hall…the pair set out to make their neighbours new best friends, and everyone’s life is turned upside down, but in the best way possible.” Some mentions of transphobia & misgendering but mostly fluff.
  • Boys by oliverdalstonbrowning– 3k, G, mwpp era. “Remus doubts himself and Sirius plays Space Oddity.” So much fluff. Remus has some dysphoria in this but really it’s just so fluffy.
  • The Hands and the Heart by oliverdalstonbrowning–3k, T, mwpp era. “Dysphoria is the hardest struggle Remus has ever faced, but Sirius is determined to show him the hands and the heart of his situation. [TW: Gender Dysphoria, self-harm, brief alcohol mention.]” Definitely angsty but oh-so-sweet.
  • No Understanding no Sound from Above by kyuuketsukirui– 2k, M, multiple eras. “Remus has a secret that has nothing to do with the full moon.” Closeted transfemale!Remus. Beautiful writing but very sad– lots of internal and external angst due to canon timeline, no happy ending. 
  • ennui by elliotasterion– WIP~ 12k, M, magic AU set after PoA. “Sirius is cleared of all charges after the events of Prisoner of Azkaban, but Peter escapes anyway. Remus and Sirius have to find a way to come together all over again, while keeping Harry out of trouble. (Not a raising-Harry fic.)” Feels very real, quite well-written. Some angst, mostly related to Sirius’s mental health issues & canon events but also a couple transphobic remarks.
  • *Semi-Automatic by destielspancake– WIP~ 68k, T, non-magic/texting AU. Remus and Sirius start texting because of a wrong number. Lots of fun & jokes but also angst– do heed the warnings, esp. TW: dysphoria, self-harm, and references to past suicide attempts and rape.
  • secrets were made to be known by atlaspeaks– 3k, M, mwpp era. “Remus has always had secrets. He’s gotten used to having them - and even more so, used to having them found out.” Lovely & fluffy apart from brief section in which Remus is outed without his consent.

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Top 10 reactions to Dean and Cas’ profound bond.

10. Nora, Cas’ boss in ‘’Heaven Can’t Wait’’.

Well this was akward, I really think she didn’t want anything with Steve from the beggining. Cas isn’t usually someone we see flirting and probably he didn’t do it with Nora so she maybe believed he was gay, Dean’s arrival and the way this two seemed to be a couple who had had a fight just only convinced her.

Originally posted by pondlifeforme

And what kind of boss was her? I mean, Cas was always working a lot and she wanted him to take care of her baby. Someone call a labour inspector.

9. You can’t spell subtext without S-E-X.

The episode was gold, but imagine if Cas had been in it. At least we will always have the moment when Jensen Ackles stared directly in our souls:

Originally posted by feandra

Fourth Wall, what Fourth Wall?

8. The monsters in Purgatory.

‘’Three days’ journey. Follow the stream. There’s a clearing. You’ll find your angel there.’’ Your angel. Not only heaven and hell know, purgatory knows too.

Originally posted by literarycasualty

And  I’m sure Benny was pretty confused when after a year of looking for Castiel we didn’t get a kiss, I bet Benny heard Dean praying to Cas, everynight.

Originally posted by qveenofmoons

He knew.

7.Balthazar.

‘’Sorry you have me confused with that other angel. You know the one in the dirty trench coat who is in love with you.’’ 

This is important, not only because it is so obvious everyone have noticed but because Balthazar was supposed to be one of the angels who knew Cas, they were friends.

Originally posted by supermerwholocked2893

6. The use of the word weakness.

We have seen three diferents angels using this word to talk about Dean and Cas relationship: Uriel, Metatron and Isham. Feeelings are a weakness, and when it comes to destiel there are a lot of them, they are a weakness because you don’t listen to your brain, you make mistakes and your priorites change. 

When we met Castiel he is one angel more, a perfect engine without feelings, but he meets Dean and all change, and he starts to feel, to have doubts and he changes and for his brothers he is just weak, because he will give his life to save one human.

‘’And then, after a rousing speech, his true weakness is revealed.

Originally posted by destielette

with Dean Winchester’’

5. Mary.

I don’t think these face needs any explication:

Originally posted by annalisasparkleshine

Interesting.

4. The church scene in season 11:

First we have this, totally unnecesary, moment when Lucifer screams at Dean making fun of his despair. 

Originally posted by driverpicksthemuusic

I say it was unnecesary because Lucifer was in Castiel’ s head and he knew how much they care for each other.

Second we have Amara, we can agree that she was very surprised when Dean, despite the atraction between them just focus on Cas instead of her.

3. Cain.

Because he was the one who literally threw the parallel between Castiel and Colette to our faces and I have to say, I can’t believe he met Dean and Cas and saw they had the same relationship he had with the love of his life.

Originally posted by inacatastrophicmind

Vanessa is out.

2. Isham.

We are talking a lot about 12x10 but i think we can talk a little bit more because what this angel did was simply compare himself and he was in love with a human with Castiel. For Isham they had the same weakness, their love for a mortal.

Originally posted by destielonfire

And of course, he knew this love goes both ways.

Before reaching number the most honorable mention of them all:

Us, destiel shippers of the world.

Because we have sold our soul for this two, and this what a day in our lifes looks like now:

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Originally posted by stydiaislovestydiaislife

Originally posted by perpetuallrh

I love you guys.

And finally the moment we were all waiting for:

1. Sam.

Because if I love something in this world are all this moments when Cas and Dean are busy looking at each other and the camera shows us a very uncomfortable Sam.

Because Sam knows and sometimes he makes fun of it:

Originally posted by dean-dontobjectifyme-winchester

But he also worries about his brothers and just want this old married couple to be happy.

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myurlisgone  asked:

Hey! I found your blog a few weeks ago and I absolutely love it! Your writing is so amazing, it catches aaaaalll of my attention (and I usually get distracted while reading). You have inspired me to write again (It's been 2-3 years), thank you so much! I'm looking forward to read anything you write next! May I request how the guys would have confessed to Candy? (Let's pretend episode 28 never happened). XOXO

I think it was obvious the boys would have definitely kissed Candy earlier on their picnic outing with her…if only Iris and Thomas hadn’t shown up at the park. Oh well. Let’s think of some other possible scenarios. And just in time for Valentine’s Day!

Nathaniel: We (our Candy) overheard Nathaniel conversing with another character (I can’t remember who) about how he also enjoys reading poetry when he’s not nose deep in a good detective novel. I think, given the opportunity he would have still confessed in the library, but would have perhaps slipped a note in Candy’s locker saying to meet him after school there. Once everyone else had left and it was just the two of them, he would perhaps use the excuse that he was looking for a poem to use for a project and wanted her help. After going through several books, he would finally reach for the one he already planned to grab and flipped it open to the poem he wanted. He would show it to Candy and ask what she thought, watching her eyes light up and a soft smile form on her lips as she read it. She would express how it was just lovely and he should use it for his project for sure. Then he would confess to Candy that it was actually one of his favorites…because it reminded him of her. Candy would take a second to register what he had just said to her, moved by his confession and relieved as she liked him too. And then they would share a passionate kiss.

Castiel: Castiel is not really the romantic type, though he has his better moments around Candy. His favorite thing to do seems to be walking Candy home when he has a chance, even though she lives the opposite direction of where he lives. Castiel has even invited her out with him while he walks Demon. A perfect opportunity for more one on one time together. So one day, after school, he would find Candy and offer to walk her home again. Thankfully she accepted. As they approached the park, he stopped her and offers to buy her a drink while they just hang out for a bit, promising he’ll get her something besides water this time. Candy is skeptical of him so nice, wondering when the sarcasm was going to show up, but accepts this offer nonetheless. They end up having a good time, laughing, joking and poking fun at each other. It starts to get a bit late as they lose track of time and Castiel keeps his promise to walk Candy home, but this time holding hand the rest of the way. As they pass through the park, he stops at the park gate near her home and gives her a genuine smile as he admits he had fun hanging out out with her. It was never boring and he always looked forward to it. She would blush, not sure how to respond. And then he would lean in for a kiss, to which she kissed back.

Lysander: Someone had posted screen caps of Lysander from the earlier episodes and Candy asking if she could ever have the chance to read or see his work/song lyrics, since he wrote such a beautiful poem for Rosa on behalf of Leigh. He mentions how one day maybe he would show her. I agree that this probably would have been the way he would have confessed to Candy. They would be hanging out by the fountain like they did while studying together that one episode and having a nice conversation, or just people watching and enjoying each others company in silent bliss. Lysander would look at Candy while she wasn’t paying attention and would smile as he pulled out his journal (for once he had it on him), and would start writing in it. Candy would notice that he seemed hard at work and would leave him him be for a bit before he spoke up. Lysander would remind her of when he said he would show her some of his work one day, to which she would nod eagerly. He would pass her his journal and let her read a few pages before flipping to the page he had just written on, confessing his feelings for her, and how she has been his biggest inspiration while writing song lyrics lately. Candy would look at him, stunned, as he patiently waited for her response. She would hug his journal to her chest, wanting to keep it close to her heart before they share a tender kiss.

Kentin: Kentin feels like his feelings for Candy are obvious and transparent, but he still needs conformation from her that she likes him to the same extent. He would invite her out on another picnic, hoping no one would bother them this time. So instead of going to the park, they went on a nature trail. The would find a nice open clearing with fresh grass, tress for shade, a few wild flowers here and there and a small creek. They would set up the blanket and enjoy a few sandwiches and some fruit like last time and then lie down to watch the clouds and point out shapes while reminiscing over their childhood. As Candy continued to look at the clouds, Kentin would excuse himself for a minute, promising to come right back. While gone, he would be a little off in the distance, picking a few wild flowers to make a small bouquet. When he returned, he would hold behind his back and make her close her eyes. Candy would sit up and humor him, curious. Then he would tell her to open them to see the flowers. She would be touched by his gesture, thinking it was very much him. She would happily take them while he took one flower and put it in her hair, saying she was prettier than any flower in existence. She would press her forehead against his and they would kiss.

Armin: These feelings are very new to Armin, so he wasn’t quite sure what to do to confess to Candy that he liked her…a lot. What to do, what to do….the only thing he could turn to for references or examples of what to do was the internet and a bunch of chick flicks and romantic comedy movies. He liked the ones from the 80′s so he began some extensive research. He didn’t have a car like Jake in 16 Candles, nor did he know anyone with such a car. He didn’t have a boombox to blare a song outside Candy’s bedroom window. Eventually he would come up with a plan B. He would start up a conversation with Candy about RomComs and eventually ask her what her favorite one was and why. After he got her answer, he would put in a bit of effort to reenact her favorite scene (which turned out to be a fun but genuine confession) from the movie she talked about, to win her over. This would all take place after school when everyone else was gone. Candy was the only audience that mattered for this. She would be slightly embarrassed and on the verge of getting misty eyed by his efforts, but above all she would smile so brightly as Armin took her in his arms and embraced her before giving her a kiss full of determination.

super-sootica  asked:

Do you think in Dean's head there is a real distinction between angel!Cas and human!Cas? He seemed very soft around human Cas at times

This is a really interesting concept and I think there’s a lot of foundation for a few different readings tbh.

My own personal reading is that since the off Dean has always treated Angels like they should, or he would like them to, be more human than they actually are.

He expects them to understand morality and the value of life as a human would rather than an immortal being. Dean projects that the Angels are like human dicks whereas they are immortal warriors, duty bound and most of them trying to do the right thing and follow orders, not willy-nilly going around being dicks for the fun of it.

However over time it appears clear that they are much more human-like than we first expect, that many of them are brainwashed into behaving the way they do and many when the apocalypse ends or when we see more of them do behave in very human ways such as Balthazar, Gabriel, Hannah, Daniel etc.

So… yeah, Dean pretty much always expected Cas to behave in a much more human way and held him to account more as a human than as an Angel.

He also worries for Cas in the earlier seasons when Sam is all “he can look after himself, he’s an Angel” and a huge one for me is in season 11 re: Casifer talking about Cas’ vessel whereas Dean says

x OK but leave aside the blatant romance of this whole episode (one reason why I love this episode) - there’s a really clear divide here between both Dean/Sam in terms of their overall/physical view of Cas here - Sam stills seeing him as the Angelic wavelength of intent inside a vessel and Dean who has consistently always treated all Angels more like humans than they are but specifically CAS always like a glorified human with a bit of extra mojo, especially since season 9.

So yeah, Dean has always treated most Angels as more human than they are (I think because he generally thinks all people / beings should be held accountable a lot more than others might think) and on top of this because he’s in love with Cas it’s even stronger, he identifies him as human even more. But I think this is more emotional than physical, he expects him to behave morally like a human but also doesn’t expect to particularly take care of him for example because he just zaps in and out and does his own business.

When Cas is human this does change, but only after 9x03 IMO, when he realises just how emotionally broken and truly human Cas is.

In 9x03 he kicks Cas out and apparently, does so without giving much help. I think this is because he is so used to Cas leaving before and not needing anything from him, more than him being just a dick. Then in 9x06 it takes him multiple occasions before he finally realises just how broken Cas is, just how physically human (in contrast to before, because he’s always treated Cas as morally human). This is when he forgets that Cas can’t just zap off and he has to drive him around, then finally saving him and having to patch him up, I think that’s when it really hit home.

Dean then was as you say so soft with Human!Cas, because he feels awful for him and also he feels culpable, just as in 12x12, he feels that he, due to making him fall, is the one who led Cas to these moments where he is broken and pathetic, depressed and dying… But Cas doesn’t hold him accountable, he’s sad to see Dean go, they clearly have some kind of long into the night discussion at least at the end of this episode…

Then next thing we know Dean does start flirting back with Cas in 9x09, he gets a second freaking bedside table, he definitely has a difference in view of Human!Cas and Angel!Cas regarding their relationship…

After his humanity arc Cas is emotionally changed as well as wingless, I think then Dean does realise more and more how fragile Cas is. Before this he told Kevin that having emotions breaks Angels and he sees this happening more and more since season 9 onwards until 12x23… I think Dean potentially knows that Cas doesn’t truly want to be an Angel anymore, OR he potentially, and more likely, thinks it’s still better for Cas to be truly 100% Angel, to be back where he thinks he belongs (because they’ve never actually discussed it, DUDES!), because he thinks he’s not worthy of him, another miscommunication… so he doesn’t really know what to do, how to help him.

So yeah, I think Dean thinks of early Angel!Cas Dean as morally accountable as a human even if not actually human-like or physically so, Human!Cas makes him realise that either this is what Cas does really want or more likely imo, that being human was awful for Cas and even if Cas does want him it’s probably in error, he still doesn’t think he really deserves him even if he thinks there’s a potential that he might, and post-human Angel!Cas Dean knows is broken but doesn’t know how to deal with it so represses it.

MORE COMMUNICATION AND SELF WORTH FOR EVERYONE IN SEASON 13 PLEASE! :D

anonymous asked:

so excited to see the hcs! i'm so glad you enjoyed kingsglaive <3

BOY THAT MOVIE WAS A TRIP I TELL YOU HWAT! 

So!!! To be completely honest, I kinda balked at the thought of compiling headcanons for Nyx. I doubted I would be able to come up with anything worth documenting and posting on the web…. 

But then I sat down and typed out 1k worth of headcanons in the hour before I had to get up and get out the door for work. Guys, Nyx is a ton of fun. Expect more content from me, because he and my muse are drinking buddies now.  

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My Word is My Bond

Part Three

Originally posted by bipolar-faerie

Pairings: Jughead x reader, Sabrina x reader (platonic)

Summary: After her confrontation with Jughead, the reader is left heartbroken and confused. Will Jughead ever speak to her again?

Warnings: slight angst

Part One

This is hell. I can’t sleep. I’ve been staring at the ceiling in the dark for hours, hoping I’ll get a call from Jughead. At this point, I’d be grateful if he just sent a text telling me our friendship was over and he didn’t want to see me anymore. At least then I’d know what he’s thinking. My mind keeps replaying the look on his face when I told him, trying to make sense of it. Was it betrayal? Or disgust? It might have been panic. Or a mixture of the three.

Whatever it was, it wasn’t good.

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anonymous asked:

Hey, could you do a female reader where she has to deal with Mr Clever, and he tries to convince her he's Eleven like he did with Clara by trying to convince her he fancies her? Love the blog and your writing is excellent! Thanks!

I’ve been working on this for forever; it’s been in my drafts for a million years. I’m so sorry for making you wait! It was so fun writing this! (gif source)

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“Stay back!” The Doctor pointed his sonic screwdriver at the cybermen that were closing in on us. It was futile, though; his screwdriver could do next to nothing to the cybermen; unless he had some secret setting on there that could blow one of them into hundreds of pieces. “Y/N. TARDIS. Go!” You turned to the stairwell behind you and ran down to the landing where the blue box was parked. You didn’t look back, trusting that the Doctor would be there like he always was.

When you reached the doors, you were met with resistance. “C’mon!” You shook the locked doors desperately and knocked your forehead on them. “It’s me!” Click! You pushed open the doors and quickly shut them behind you. It was times like these you wished that the Doctor could take you somewhere normal. The trip was perfectly fine until he “accidentally” came across the cybermen. You knew it was no accident, though; trouble always made its way to the Doctor.

It wasn’t long until you heard the doors swing open, and the Doctor scrambling in. “C’mon, Y/N, help me get the TARDIS up in the air!” You jumped from your position in a chair to the central console and awaited the Doctor’s instructions. “Lever! The pully-thingy! Hammer!” He tossed a hammer and you whacked it against the console as hard as you could. The ship lurched and you held tight to keep your body from flying backwards to the rail. You laughed until the TARDIS leveled off and settled.

“Where to next, sweetie?” You raised a brow. “I mean–Pond! I mean–Clara! I mean–Y/N!” He adjusted his bow tie and gave his fake “everything is definitely not all right” smile.

“Doctor, are you all right?”

“Of course, Y/N! Why wouldn’t I be?” He sporadically hopped towards you. “ Am I green? Do I have a fever?”

You stepped back in slight fear. Which was obviously showing on your face because the Doctor didn’t come any closer. Something just seemed… off about him at the moment. His voice sounded slightly different, and even his posture was changed.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Your voice wavered. This wasn’t the Doctor; not your Doctor.

“I’m fine! How many times do I have to say–” You threw an apple that was sitting on the console–something you’d scolded him over too many times–at him and he caught it without flinching. On a normal day, he’d duck or attempt to catch it, only to fumble and drop it on the floor.

“What have you done with the Doctor?” You demanded, and the impostor frowned.

“What are you talking about? I am the Doctor!” A spasm ran through his arm and he whipped his head away from you. “Don’t listen to him, Y/N! He’s trying to deceive you!” He closed his eyes and looked away from you again. After a second or two of silence it seemed like he jolted awake as if he were being jump started. “Trust me, Y/N, it really is me.”

“Prove it!”

“How?”

“You’ll think of something Mr… Clever!” You crossed your arms and hoped that this really was the Doctor and he was just pulling your leg.

There was a short silence, only the hum of the TARDIS could be heard, and if it weren’t for that the impostor could probably hear your heart racing. “Y/N, what do you want me to say? It’s me, the Doctor. The bow-tie wearing, fish sticks and custard-loving, trouble-making Doctor!” He tried to make his way towards you slowly, but you kept your distance from him with the console to keep you safe.

“Those are all generic things that anyone could find out about the Doctor… What’s something only he and I would know?” The two of you were slowly circling around the console, it seemed like he didn’t want to try and get towards you anymore.

“What about the time I took you to the beaches of Algeara? I tried to convince you the water was safe to swim in, but you refused to because of all the algae in the water. You said, ‘Even if you offered me a million dollars, I still wouldn’t go in!’ You do remember, right?”

That was not a fun time; the water was disgusting. You thought to yourself.

“Or, what about when I was trying to disarm that bomb and I accidentally made the timer go down faster?”

You almost killed us all, you idiot. A smile was creeping in from the memories but the moment you realized what you were doing, you stopped. You looked up and saw the “Doctor” had made his way closer to you, close enough to reach out and touch you if he pleased. “I could tell you a secret, about you and me.” You stopped dead in your tracks. A secret? We don’t have any secrets… I think.

“We don’t have any secrets… We don’t have anyone to keep them from.”

“It’s a secret I kept from you, ever since I met you.” His posture changed, seemed a little more relaxed and reluctant; like he was too nervous to tell you.

“Well, what is it?” You demanded.

He fiddled with his coat and adjusted his bow tie like he normally did when he was unsure or nervous. “I… I love you, Y/N.”

“W-what?” You stuttered, at a loss for words. It felt like your mouth was getting dryer by the second, your hands were shaking, and it seemed like your heart was about to explode.

Before he could say another word, you heard a loud banging coming from the other side of the TARDIS doors. What the–? You made a move to go towards it but the Doctor stood in your way.

“I said I love you, Y/N. I care about you, I fancy you; I want to be with you. Why do you think I asked you to travel with me? I’ve tried to hint at it for awhile, but you seem just as oblivious as me.” More banging from the front doors, but this time you could hear a voice, it sounded a little familiar…

You focused yourself back on the “Doctor.” “Why wait this whole time to tell me, hm? If you’d cared so much about me why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to lose you. I didn’t want you to leave, I’d been alone for so long before I’d met you and I was afraid of ruining it.” He reached out towards you, holding out his hand. “Please, Y/N…”

Y/N….. Y/N….” You turned to face the doors, then back to the Doctor’s outstretched hand. With one more shout of your name, you turned and sprinted to the doors. You opened it up to black nothingness, but the Doctor’s voice was loud and clear now.

Without taking a glance back, you jumped into the dark void. It felt like you were falling forever, and that time itself had stopped. The deeper you fell, the closer the Doctor’s voice sounded, until it was like he was right in front of you. Your vision went black for a second, and you opened your eyes.

Immediately you tried to sit up, but your head hit something and you laid back down. “Ow!” The Doctor fell back to the floor and had his hands on his forehead, where there was a red mark from your own head.

“Sorry…” You muttered and winced from the pain that shot through your skull.

“Are you okay? I came into the TARDIS and found you passed out right outside the TARDIS. I had to drag you in here before the cybermen got to us.” He scrambled to sit by your side and examine your head.

You swatted away his hands. “I’m fine… I must’ve been dreaming; I swear I was in the TARDIS and you were there, but it wasn’t you–at least I don’t think it was. You were acting funny…”

“Funny?” He was suddenly interested once you mentioned that.

“Yeah… The way you spoke and acted, it just wasn’t you. Then you said–” You stopped, embarrassed to finish the sentence.

“That sounds like Mr. Clever…” His eyebrows furrowed for a moment, but then he stood up with a smile and held out his hand to help you up. “Let’s get you to your room so you can rest a bit.” You grabbed his hand and were pulled up to your feet. He put an arm around your shoulder and kept you steady as he escorted your to your bedroom.

“Doctor,” you broke the silence, “have you ever, um, fancied someone?” You glanced over to see his reaction and he took it by surprise but masked it with a smile.

“Of course I have; haven’t we all?” You’d reached your room, and he walked you in. He didn’t move leave until you were safe on your bed.

“What’s she like?”

He paused at the door and, without turning around, said, “She’s brilliant, intelligent, and needs to rest,” and exited.

It took you a moment to process what he said, but your face turned hot and red before you pulled the covers up to hide your face.

It should go without saying, but don’t repost. Just reblog it. I’d be very disappointed and mad that my work was uncredited.

anonymous asked:

According to that article, Harry and his band started to record and then he decided they need to be free from distractions and went to Jamaica. What a lovely place to write and record while still having fun getting drunk and partying (he made a point to mention it). But it wasn't compulsory that he recorded in Jamaica. This is when Louis and his family was facing a really hard time. It's just hard for me to justify that if they were as supportive of each other as fandom makes them out to be.

Anon, meet your name Anon Friend who also messaged about that post:

Thank you! The Jamaica thing drives me crazy. Hearing about those fun rom-con marathons and drunken nights of swimming in dresses frustrates me so much given that Joannah was in the hospital terminally ill at the time. Louis adored his mom and i can’t imagine the stress of that situation, the secrecy, maintaining stunts, his family. Why the hell aren’t people more concerned with Harry being in the UK to support Louis? Why?

Anons, let’s talk.

First off, I want to state I am not talking about the actual Harry and Louis. I am not making assumptions about how often Louis was in the UK with Harry, whether or not Louis needed a break or a vacation from handling Jay’s illness, or how often Louis was in Jamaica with Harry. I am not making assumptions or guesses or head canons about what the real!Harry and real!Louis did.

Second, this topic really hits close to home right now for me. I have a family member who has been in the hospital for 70 days straight as of today. My brother and I are the only ones around to take care of him. He’s going to be fine, eventually (probably and mostly), but we were told to start considering end of life decisions when he was still unconscious. It’s been a very bumpy, long road.

I am not in Louis’ situation. I understand that. I am not trying to say I understand what he went through–hell no. What I am saying is that I have needed my spouse. Beyond that, I have needed my friends in grad school–people I have only met in the last few months have let me cry on their shoulders (literally). I have had friends help me keep up with assignments and readings. I have needed grace from colleagues. I have had needed fandom friends to help distract me. I have needed my brother. And yes, sometimes I have needed to ignore it all, to avoid the hospital, to negotiate visits with my brother so we can spread them out and take some breaks, live our lives, go laugh at a movie.

What pisses me off is that there are people in this fandom trying to line up dates Harry and Louis weren’t seen as “proof” Louis was in Jamaica. I have seen multiple posts and head canons and analysis of the word “we,” all of them trying to prove that Louis spent a ton of time in Jamaica “supporting” Harry.

And maybe Louis did. Maybe he needed that. There is no judgement here, because anyone knows that people need a break from the hospital, from the draining day-to-day of it. Hell, maybe Jay was still well enough then that Louis didn’t necessarily need Harry’s in-country support. Or maybe Louis had fallen into a routine. I have no idea, and I don’t even rally care. I’m not judging where Louis or Harry actually were.

What I am judging is this fandom and the fact that I haven’t seen people trying to prove that Harry was lying about being in Jamaica. I haven’t seen people trying to prove that Harry was in the UK supporting Louis during any of that time.

I would love for someone to tell me why the fuck it’s a sexy head canon that Louis “supported” Harry in Jamaica, but there is no sexy head canon about Harry supporting Louis while Jay was sick?

Is it because we talk about sex on the beach, but not sitting in silence behind a curtain, listening to someone’s lungs rise and fall with the help of a tube shoved down their throat? Is it because getting drunk and high and writing fake-deep lyrics is a better way to spend a late night than dreading a phone call and wondering if you’re going to need your partner to drive you to the hospital in the middle of the night in an emergency?

I often say I don’t know anything and I try not to make declarative statements, but fuck that right now. Let’s be clear: If there was someone in that couple who needed “support” while Harry was–we are supposed to believe–getting drunk in drag with a whole support crew of people in Jamaica, it was not Harry.

And the fact that the fandom created and reblogged posts implying otherwise is massively fucked up.

Food for Thought Friday

I prefer to stay quiet when it comes to YOI for a number of reasons. The main reason is that Yuri!!! on Ice is one series I don’t want to overthink (or even analyze at all, strange as it sounds). It’s one of the few that I can just kick back and enjoy for no particular reason. 

Still, I had a thought the other day about that scene toward the end of episode 12, when Viktor asks Yuri if he can think of anything that “might excite” him. 

Note: I don’t mean for this to be any kind of controversial or concrete concept. It’s just a thought that I’ve had in the back of my mind for a few days, and I thought I’d share.

(I’ll also ask readers to please refrain from adding any kind of overtly sexual commentary to this post. Please respect that this is written with a very deliberate approach in mind).

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anonymous asked:

Why do you ship rivamika that much? I don't wanna hate I'm curious, personally I just don't get that ship

ALRIGHT. First of all, thank you for the kind, respectful anon! I love you already, you are the real MVP.

I don’t write meta because my brain doesn’t really work that way, I’m too spastic and get too excited, but I am going to try and lay out why I love RivaMika as much as I do…It’s not going to work that well, but I’m gonna try. This is going to end up being what mom facebook would call a “dear diary” post, in which the OP gives way more information than anyone asked for or wanted, but I just can’t help myself. 

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anonymous asked:

Hey, I'm new to the supergirl fandom and I've seen there's a lot of hate on Mon El and Karamel and honestly, I don't get it? I don't see anything wrong with what people are calling an "abusive" relationship which started with "manipulation". I thought people would've liked that a man finally respected a woman's decision and waited for her. Since you support both ships (the Rhea post you made) on Supergirl, can you explain why people think it's manipulative and abusive? Ignore if you don't wanna

Hey there, welcome to the fandom, I haven’t been posting much about the ship you mentioned (well I don’t post anything related to it at all!) But i will try to make this as brief as I possibly can. (NOTE: It’s not my fault if this post ends up in the pro tag, I have properly tagged it as anti so if this is not your cup of tea, move along)

People say it started out with manipulation because it did. You see his “declaration of love” is far worse than the usual one that most women get at least once in their lives when a male friend develops feelings for them 

Usual/expected reaction to being rejected (which was shown through Winn in season 1): will tell you how hard it was for them to admit their feelings, will ignore you because they can’t be around you when they have romantic feelings for you, you’ll feel bad because you think you’re the reason for their heartbreak (though they won’t actively blame you) but if they’re a good friend they’ll come around and you’ll go back to being the good ol pals you were 

Respectful reaction to being rejected (in James’ case being broken up with): hears you out, accepts your decision, will continue to support you as a friend and genuinely still cares about you 

Manipulative reaction (exhibited by the useless alien): guilt trip mode- on, power of guilt trip- high, back it up with- more manipulation  

Now you’ll ask me “what’s so manipulative about his response??!! He was a gentleman who accepted her choice to not be with him!!” Let’s break it down shall we:

  •  Gaslights Kara throughout the episode when she wants to talk to him about the kiss
  •  Makes the whole thing about his almost death
  •  Immediately backs up the confession with “I know you don’t care about me” 
  •  Makes sure Kara knows he’s going out with someone else (she didn’t notice them, he literally calls her and makes it awkward)
  •  Backs that up with “yeah you rejected me” (and it hadn’t been too long since he poured his heart out to Kara) 
  • BONUS- By this time he knew all about online dating yet chose to go out with a woman who would surely interact with Kara at some point because they work in the same place.
  •  Makes sure Eve knows it’s not her he’s interested in while simultaneously trying to make Kara believe things are going good with them just to make her jealous 

And all of this was before Kara admitted that she may have feelings for him 

As for the Valentine’s Day episode? *Yoda voice* The Emotional Abuse Is Strong With This One. As I stated in several other posts of mine, it’s natural to get jealous and insecure when someone far better than you enters in the life of the person you like and can totally sweep them off of their feet, BUT that’s when you are unsure of how the person you like feels about you and how they feel about the other far better person (even with this excuse the amount of jealousy m0n l showed is way out of line) . In zis epizode Kara makes it pretty fuckin clear that she absolutely is NOT interested in Mxy and wants him gone and yet the person who is “oh so in love with her” just does not get it. He doesn’t try to help her and only puts her under more pressure by making the dumb decision of going against a being who can easily turn him into ashes. As for emotional abuse, these are the the signs of emotional abuse that you will find in the very first article when you look it up on google:

  • They humiliate you, put you down, or make fun of you in front of other people.- *yelling at Kara in the middle of the DEO (’BUT THERE WAS GOOFY MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND! THIS WHOLE ARGUMENT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY! LIKE HOW OLD MARRIED COUPLES FIGHT!’ I’m sorry but fun old married couples don’t fight about murder and neither does the man sound harsh enough for the woman to literally walk away, It’s not funny and it will never be)
  • They regularly demean or disregard your opinions- didn’t think Kara was capable of handling the situation 
  • They use sarcasm or “teasing” to put you down or make you feel bad about yourself- the whole daxamite thing whenever it’s convenient 

WHILE we’re on it, why not throw some other examples that took place during their relationship

  • They belittle and trivialize you, your accomplishments, or your hopes and dreams- before their relationship and during their relationship, saying she’s a hero because she likes attention, when he keeps saying Kara’s full of herself, and he never thinks Kara is good enough to fight her battles SHE IS LITERALLY SUPERGIRL YOU BUFFOOON! Don’t tell me he does it out of love cause then he’d say something along the lines of “I will fight with you, i want you to be safe” or some other sappy bs not straight up “yeah, you can’t handle this”
  • They make excuses for their behavior, try to blame others, and have difficulty apologising- blames Kara for lying about his identity 
  • The repeatedly cross your boundaries and ignore your requests- *announces their relationship to the deo when specifically asked not to* (BONUS- let’s appreciate how the writers try to justify his shit by bringing up Bhutan’s culture where it’s done out of joy. haha okay hunny but she literally asked him not to and he ignored her wish that’s not how it works)
  • They resort to pouting or withdrawal to get attention or attain what they want- this just sums him up
  • They play the victim and try to deflect blame to you rather than taking personal responsibility- wah wah why aren’t you hard on mxy, the one you dislike wah wah i’m the victim here cause you’re being mean to me cause i’m supposed to be better than a stalker super villain 
  • They invalidate or deny their emotionally abusive behavior when confronted- in the whole Jeremiah situation, ‘okay this is my second strike!’

And I haven’t even addressed the other reasons why people hate him (HINT: It’s got to do with him owning slaves, the best love interest who is also a black man being shoved aside to make way for him and him stealing screen time from minorities who actually play an important role in moving the plot along and not just stand there like a lamp shade) 

I hope this answered your question

Originally posted by wondwrwoman