i would put that stuff in the tags but i just love her so much and i want you all to know it lol

chocolate & toothpaste (2/3)

Originally posted by peters-mjs


also I decided to make this a 3 part series sooooo yeah enjoy :)

part one

Tom Holland is my soulmate.

I stare directly forward as my mouth hangs open. I look at my parents to see them staring at me, I nod my head signalling that he was in fact my soulmate. 

“So when are you going to meet him?” My dad says, I look at him in shock.

“Dad, this is Tom Holland we are talking about. The new Spider-Man. I can’t just message him and say Oh hi there Tom, by the way I’m your soulmate, do you want to meet up soon? I can’t do that dad, he’s famous.” I now start to wonder how the hell I’m supposed to get into contact with him.

“I don’t know how I can help you sweetie, all I can do is hope for the best.” My mum says as I walk out of the kitchen heading towards my bedroom.

I fast walk to my room, shutting the door quickly before hopping onto my bed grabbing my laptop. I quickly search up where Tom Holland was right now. Not being stalkerish, but totally being stalkerish. 

Oh this steak tastes nice.


Clicking on the first article that popped up I see that he was in a town not to far from here. Probably about an estimated 4 hour drive, but it would be worth it to meet your soulmate.

Okay well this is too good to be true but i’ll take it. (A/N I JUST WANT THEM TO MEET OKAY LET ME LIVE OUT MY CRINGEY LIFE)

*the next morning (because i want them to meet already lol)*

I bid my parents goodbye as I grab my keys and head out the door. I hop into my car before driving all the way to the area in which Tom was staying. I am able to taste a butter croissant on my lips, which brings as smile to my face as it reminds me of that one video that Tom made.

Before I know it, I reach my destination. I pause for a moment realising that I did not plan this out at all. I mean, he could be anywhere. I whip my phone out and immediately check Instagram to see if there was anyway I could see where he was. 

Luckily for me, Harrison had put on his story that they were in an arcade, only moments ago, and by moments I mean an hour ago. Maybe, just maybe, they will still be there. 

I hop into a taxi and tell him to head to the arcade. I sit and think for a moment, what am I doing…? Did I seriously just drive for 4 hours straight to see Tom Holland who could potentially be my soulmate? Yes, the answer is yes.

I look out the window to see that we were already at the arcade, I hand him the money for the ride, telling him to keep the change before rushing out of the taxi and into the arcade. I run back outside to see a cafe next to it and run in.

“Hi, can I please get a small chai latte?” I ask, panting slightly as I give the barista a smile. 

“That will be $4.50″ I hand her the money before waiting in a booth for my drink. All of a sudden I see two guys walk in, one with his hood up.

My eyes widen as I realise that they were wearing the exact same clothes as Tom and Harrison were in the video on Harrisons story. I slump my shoulders as I stare at them. Wow, Tom looked even more handsome up close.

“Chai Latte?” The barista says, I grab it sitting back down in the booth, pulling my phone out so it wasn’t obvious I was staring at them, although to me it seemed very obvious. When they finish ordering they walk around the cafe trying to find somewhere to sit.

I didn’t even realise how busy it was until they were standing right in front of me. 

“Hi love, sorry to bother you but do you mind if we sit here, There are no more other seats left.” I hear Tom say, I look up at him and give him a nervous smile. 

“Y-Yeah, no problem.” I stutter as I place the chai latte down. They both give me a smile before slipping into the booth on the opposite side of me, conversing back into a conversation as I sit and listen in pretending to be on my phone. 

“It’s weird Haz, I’m surprised I haven’t tasted any of that banana on bread with honey today.” Tom says making me choke on air. He gives me a concerned look but I nod to him, signalling that I am fine. 

Slowly while staring at him, I take a sip of my chai latte. Waiting for a reaction. He pauses mid sentence, licking his lips. 

“I think I taste, ch-chai? I think so.” Then he freezes, turning to me. Both of them do as I sit their sipping my chai latte.

“B-Banana bread girl?” Tom whisper, almost making me burst out into laughter at the nickname. 

“Y-Yeah, that’s me, I guess. Oh and by the way, sorry for ruining your steak last night.”

part three




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anonymous asked:

that murder strut drabble?? yassss i love it so much omg nat and tony being bros gives me life!! I wanna know whats next so bad omg it ended such a great way

(I tagged the previous stuff with “murder strut” in case anyone needs a recap lol)

Steve and Bucky don’t do any better. They try, but Tony wouldn’t know a sincere compliment if someone came up and kissed him with it. Steve even goes to Rhodey, that’s how bad it gets. “Please help.” “Nah,” Rhodey says, because he’s got a running bet with Happy about how long it’ll take them to get Tony to realize they’re serious and he’s currently winning.

And of course that just makes Natasha angrier. God. These idiots. Tony is pining after them, certain that he has no place with them, and they’re falling on their asses.

“I want this dress,” Natasha says, pointing at a lacy, wispy thing that costs several thousands of dollars. “Oh, that’s nice,” Tony replies. “So you can rip it off of me on our wedding night,” she continues. Tony stares at her, looks back down at the dress, then back at her. “Natasha, I admire your idea that you can wear a white dress, but I have serious doubts that you will keep the blood of your detractors off of it.” Natasha presses her lips into a thin line. “Can you imagine what people would say if I got married to you in blood red?” “I mean, it wouldn’t matter, would it?” Tony asks, blinking at her. “I’d think you were beautiful.” Natasha reaches out to cup his cheeks. It’s very intimidating. “You are going to be the best husband.”

Bucky froths at the mouth and tackles her as soon as she steps into the hallway. “STEEEEVE YOUR BOYFRIEND IS GOING TO GET MURDEEEERED,” Tony shouts frantically. Bucky would be offended except Natasha has nothing to lose so she fights dirty. “You keep calling me when they get into fights and I’m not entirely sure what you want me to do,” Steve says, putting his hands on his hips as he watches Bucky and Natasha roll around, snarling at each other. “I’m not even remotely inclined to break them up.” Tony gapes up at him, then turns and scowls at the warring assassins. “DON’T MURDER EACH OTHER IN MY TOWER,” he bellows, and Natasha and Bucky scramble away from each other because Tony had once done a flying kick across the living room to keep Clint from cracking open a container of grape juice over his white carpet.

Steve and Bucky double down. It almost looks like Tony is starting to notice that they actually like him, but then he looks down at his feet miserably and says, “I don’t know if I could do friends with benefits with you two.” ARGH. Natasha viciously drags him to cake tastings. They decide on chocolate cake with a rich coffee ganache and fresh strawberry roses on top. Bucky clotheslines Natasha as soon as they get back to the tower. Tony screams and runs inside for Steve. “Just let them kill each other,” Steve sighs, flipping through a magazine that doesn’t have ‘how to get your man’ articles in it probably. They’re not even in the tower so Tony can’t put the fear of God into them.

“It’s time to fucking triple down,” Bucky says. Steve nods in agreement. “All cards on the table. …What happened to your face?” Bucky rubs at the scratch marks on his cheek that still haven’t faded. “I don’t wanna talk about it. Hey I have to pay for Natasha’s next manicure by the way.” Steve stares at him silently but hearing that, he also doesn’t wanna talk about it.

So they corner Tony (respectfully) and take his hands and cup his cheeks. “We want to date you,” Steve says. “Romantically,” Bucky adds. Tony blinks at them. “…But I’m marrying Natasha?” Steve’s face does something weird before he lets go of Tony’s hands and turns to leave. “Steve?” Bucky asks, but Steve says nothing, just leaves the room. “Steve?” he calls out again. There’s a very long pause as he and Tony look at each other and back at the door in confusion.

Natasha is not one for screaming unless it is in anger, but they see her run screaming past the doorway in terror. Steve is hot on her heels, livid. “Oh shit,” Bucky says.

(Tony finds them in the gym and starts beating them with a broom. “DON’T GET BLOOD ON MY MATS THAT MATERIAL WAS EXPENSIVE TO FABRICATE.” Steve considers ignoring him and the hesitation is just long enough for Bucky to haul him off Natasha. Tony hits him with the broom one last time for good measure.

“Tony,” Natasha says once she’s stood up and brushed herself off, as if she had not just been fighting for her life. “I think we should break our engagement so you can date Steve and Bucky.” “…But I’ve bought your dress and ordered the cake already,” Tony says, bewildered. Natasha’s lips twitch. “If things don’t work out, I’ll still marry you.” “But the cake!” “When have you ever needed an excuse to eat cake?” Natasha sighs, rolling her eyes. Tony frowns. She’s right. He’s never really needed an excuse to eat cake.)

((“Wait, were you inviting me out for dates?” Tony blurts out as he watches Steve eat his sixth slice of cake. Bucky buries his face in his hands. “Yes, Steve replies calmly. “Every single time.” “Aw,” Tony says, frowning. “I missed out on so much pizza.” Steve reaches out to grab the back of his head and shove his face into his own piece of cake.

Tony sputters but then they kiss the cake from his face so he thinks maybe he deserved it. Those were an awful lot of dates he’d turned down.))

When I was 5 I put on my brother’s glasses and
my mom’s shoes and
my dads tie and found my mother at the dining room table crying.
I went and stood right next to her and said I was trying
to make her less sad and then
she told me she was mad at daddy because
he was hitting me and Sam.
I told her, but it’s okay! It doesn’t hurt so bad, I told her
look! No boo boos on my body, look!
I’m okay! And she said, yes,
my little girl is all grown up,
an adult in the body of a five-year-old.

When I was 7 my mom would stand on the sidelines
as my brother’s head cracked and bled
and my dad tied rope around the door knob of my childhood bedroom
and my mom cried and cried and screamed
stop! Stop! And then she let my dad
make my brother bleed and then
she let him lock me in my room and then
two or three days later
my dad would remove the ropes and
my mom would come in and wrap me up in a hug to tell me how
sad it made her that daddy had hurt me and I told her
it’s okay, mommy! It’s okay! And I rubbed her back while
she rubbed me in places for mommy to never touch and
she cried into my shoulder as I sat on the carpet of my childhood bedroom which
was covered in my own urine and feces.

When I was 8 my mom and dad called up to me and Sam,
had us down on the couch for a family meeting, said,
we are getting a divorce and then
my brother was in tears and my mother
was in tears and I said, hey! It’s okay!
And I held my mothers hand and I
rubbed my brothers back and
my dad just kinda sat there as I cared for the two of them.

When I was 9 my dad came to me and said,
was your mother cheating on me with her boyfriend when we were still married?
I said, what? Of course not! She loved you, she loved us. And he said,
okay, thanks, I trust you because I know
that your mom would tell you secrets when
she would come into your room at night.

Then when I was 9 my mom got married to a new man;
she said that she loved him and that
he would treat us better than our dad except that
he ended up being just as bad.
And on their wedding night my mommy cried
after she yelled at me all night because
my dress could have gotten dirty even though
I was unbearably careful not to get my red adult lipstick on it’s ivory white,
she said she wanted me to sleep in her bed.
So mommy and me slept in a king sized lovers bed as
she cried into my shoulder and I told her it was going to be okay and
Because of Winn Dixie played on TV until we both fell asleep and
I was still wearing mascara and
she didn’t notice when it streaked tears on my cheeks because
it was never about me.

Mommy had a baby when I was 10 and he was so cute and
I locked myself in the closet at the hospital and I cried and cried and
I screamed at my mother for ruining his life
and he hadn’t even been breathing for more than 24 hours but somehow
I already knew that he was fucked and
my mom was so angry with me until
at home the next few days I told her I was sorry and then
she cried into my shoulders because
she was sad and had that thing that mothers have when
they have their baby and then become extremely depressed.

Mom comes home with stories from work,
how she hates this person and how
this client is awful and how
this employee sucks and
it’s all work, work, work, and then
yelling when I try to say I can’t handle hearing about work anymore.

I am screamed at for getting sick, then
mommy gets sick and I am on my hands and knees at her bed,
begging her to let me help her feel better
because if I don’t she will stop loving me and
without her love what would I be?

When I was 13 my mom and I fought more than talked.
She tried prying me open because
I had shut myself up tight and all I ever did was silently nod my head
and sometimes say “mhm” and “oh”
to simulate a person who was listening
but my mother needed more of me and
I needed more of a mother and
mommy always ended up the one who got what she wanted and I
always ended up crying alone at night.

When I was 14 my mom took me to a Taylor Swift concert and
in the car on the way there she was silently sulking so
I kept trying to cheer her up and finally it worked and then at the concert she was angry and sad and
I worried the whole time about how I could help her feel better and
I let her touch me in ways which were not okay so she would smile and
then I finally enjoyed parts of the concert until
we got in the car again and I realized I had
used the bathroom in my pants.

When I was 15 I was so used to
being nothing more to my mom than an ear for her
to scream into or cry into that I would constantly forget
to listen to my body and my head.
When I was 15 I never ate and used the bathroom in my pants and
my mom didn’t even notice that I spent most of my time
in bed because unless she was in it with me
the beating in my chest didn’t matter.

When I was 16 I lived with my dad and
my mom would put me in the middle of their fights as
many kids who have divorced parents understand but
my mom would call me in tears to say that
my dad didn’t want me in his life and
as a teenager I believed her because
that’s my mom and I knew so many of her secrets and
why would she lie? And she would call me
and she would cry and
I would tell her it’s okay! It’s okay!
The same way that I always had and
then we would hang up and I would slice open my skin
because what else are you supposed to do
when your mom is using you and
your dad doesn’t want you to live?

When I was 17 and 18 and 19 and 20 I tried to kill myself and
my mom was in tears and she would sit at my bedside and I would say,
It’s okay! It’s okay! Look, the cuts aren’t even that bad,
I’m going to get better and you’re going to be okay and
the boo boos are so small!
And she would cry and I would hold her hand
and I would comfort her as if she was the one
who was laying in a hospital bed with
a stomach that had just been pumped and
stitches up and down her fucking arms and legs.

When I was in treatment centers for
starving myself and slicing myself open and filling my body with poison pills over and over and over again
my mom came into family sessions and
she would cry and say she was always there for me and
why don’t I ever talk to her?
Why don’t I go to her for support?
And I would say,
It’s okay! I love you! You’re going to be okay, we will get through this!
Until the day when I decided that
we wouldn’t because I couldn’t live this life in which
she was allowed to steal my soul over and over and then
get to play the victim for support so
I yelled and screamed and told the therapist
how things really were and my mom’s palms were bleeding because
she always bled when she touched me and the therapist
blamed the thorns which were born onto me
and said that I needed to try and have more empathy.

When I was 17 I lived at my moms house;
I was somehow convinced that it’d be better
than my dad’s because it was the lesser of two evils and
I don’t know if that was true but I know that my mom
had me wrapped around her little finger and
when I moved out of her house she cried
and said she did not think she would be able to live her life
without knowing I was at home with her and
I felt a small pang of guilt because
I held her hand for so long as she told me
she was going to die and she made me believe that
without my hand I would send her to her grave except that my hand had always been coated in thorns, she just
liked to bleed because bleeding meant
she’d get other people’s sympathy.

After I moved out my mother figured out how to fucking live without me
and today she will have to continue to fucking live this way day after day
and then she’ll have to figure it out forever because
I never want to go back to being that girl
who was forced to stuff her head filled with cotton balls
so she could drown out the noise of her mother’s ache after
being shot up with her own poison novocaine.

I was constantly in need of eyes which would see what was happening to me.
I needed her to say no to my dad and then
take the rope off the door and
call 911 when my brothers head would bleed and
I needed her to smell the feces and then
clean it up and protect me and
I needed her to listen to me and to take her hands off my body
when I told her to stop and I needed her to notice
that every single time a tear from her fucking broken eyes landed onto my skin
it created a welt and the welts have never healed
and I needed her to be there but she wasn’t and
now I am permanently scarred because
of the way she used my baby brain as a sponge as if
I was the one who would be able to soak up all of her pain
and then just be able to put it away somewhere safe.

Now here I am, crying because
I am writing ANOTHER fucking poem about
how my mother looked the other way
when I was in excruciating pain and how
I do not have a time machine.
I only have these words and maybe that’s why
all my poems go on for six, seven,
ten pages long;
it’s the only way I can explain that my mom and my dad and
my family and friends were such utter negatives in a life which had the potential to be so positive and how
I have to start from square one because
I never got to have a childhood;
I spent too much time being a mother to my mother and
not enough time wearing diapers and
learning how to walk because
I already knew how to talk when I was too small to know that
being touched and being fucked and being hurt in ways that felt
so bad that it physically shut off your brain
wasn’t okay and
maybe I just have no other way to explain
how much pain my whole entire life has been filled with
unless I go on and on
without knowing when the words are going to stop.

As a child I was a parent and
as an adult I am a child and
I don’t know how to find the in-between.
I am in a weird sort of limbo where
I am trying to keep myself together and I am
trying to keep the adult in me clean while
also crying when I spill milk at the table and
sucking on my fingers in my sleep.

I still hope everyday that my mother
can find a way to be happy, but I know
that her happiness is not going to be found
through touching or talking or stealing my life away from me.

When I was a child, my mom called me her therapist and then
when I grew up I got my own therapist
who I now want to call my mom and
I am endlessly confused and conflicted;

all I know for sure is this:
I am shattered into small pieces,
each holding a memory.
My mom belongs to so many of those parts of me
and I am trying to figure out how
I can throw them into the fire without
being engulfed inside that same flame.

Never the same. 1

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Featuring: Harrison and Tessa

Words: 1885

Warnings: -

Taggs: @imabloodynerd

Request: -

Notes: I know I said I would post it next week but here it is the first chapter! I hope it calls your attention somehow and you like it. As I already said, in this story there will be plenty of things about me, my own life, my thoughts so I’m a bit anxious about sharing it with you guys but any beedback is appreciated! I will post every Sunday or Saturday, depending on how drowned uni has me lol. Anyway, hope you enjoy it!

PS: let me know if you want to be tagged! xx

Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy


England was a rainy as she remembered. Third day there and she still hadn’t seen the sun for more than ten minutes straight. She didn’t complain though. After spending the whole summer at home back in Spain, coming to such a cold weather during August was helpful. Still, it was a great change and she knew it was going to take her a time to get used to the climate. After all, she had only been in London in order to visit her brother for short periods of time, never more than a week, and living there for at least six months was something completely different.

Luckily for her, she had been dreaming about living in London since she visited it for the first time, almost ten years ago, so adjusting should be easy. She wished she could have afforded a place in the city centre but she, and her family, forced herself to be realistic: that was too much. That is why she ended up renting a cute and nice apartment in Kingston, an hour away from the city centre. At first, she didn’t like the idea of living there since she had never visited it, despite all the trips to the city she had made since her brother Alex came to live to the city more than ten years ago.

Eventually, she got used to the idea and by the time she got to her new home, she already loved it. It was small but cozy, clean and in an attic which allowed her to see Richmond Park from the window. It was a third floor so there was no noise from the street that could get to her and annoy her in the morning. Plus, her landlady, Mrs Darling, was the nicest woman she had met yet. She reminded her of her grandma actually. She lived in Southampton, with her son and her two grandsons with whom she was in love with. She had left the apartment ready for her to use it. Clean towels, bed clothing, and even some fruits on the kitchen counter. She smiled at the gesture the moment she stepped into the apartment and saw her note.

That was three days ago. She had already visited her brother in town, she had bought groceries, bathroom and kitchen items, along with some other stuff she liked for the house. She had also gone to the enterprise where she would be doing her internship on Audiovisual Translation. They were really nice to her, which actually took her by surprise, and explained her what she would be doing at the beginning until she got used to the job. She asked if she had to go any other day but they said it wasn’t necessary. She could just go in September.

So there she was, third day in London with nothing to do. She had woken up later that day since it had been raining and her bed was too comfortable. By the time she got out of bed it was almost noon and the rain had stopped. She sighed and looked out of the window towards Richmond Park, deciding it was about time to discover what was going to be her neighbourhood during the next months of her life.

She took a shower, got dressed and prepared her bag. It was something her brother had taught her: a small back pack could be more useful than a bag since you never knew if it was going to be warmed or colder. She had to be prepared. So she put a sweater in the bag and also a small umbrella in case it started raining, which wouldn’t be really surprising. When she was ready, she checked the fridge, deciding to have lunch out instead. She wasn’t the cooking type. Once she had made sure she had everything, she went out and locked the door of the apartment.

The first thing she did was looking for a place to eat. She was starving so anything would do the trick. It surprised her at the same time it made her happy to find a Subway just around the corner. She was planning on eating as healthy as possible but she knew herself and she knew that restaurant was going to be useful.

When she walked in and ordered, the guy behind the counter gave her an awkward look which confused her until she checked the time. It was 2 p.m., too late to eat for British people but for her, being Spanish, was even early since she was used to have lunch around three. She smiled at him and took her food, heading to a table next to the window. Getting used to the British timetable was going to be tricky for sure.

By the time she finished the sandwich, she left the place and looked around. She wasn’t really sure which way to take to the park since she was a bit disorientated but finally she choose to go to the left. As she walked around the borough she found out about many small coffee shops and stores, she also saw that it was more like a familiar neighbourhood and, on top of everything, was beautiful.

Before she realised it, she had been walking for like 40 minutes and there were no signs of the park or her own building. It was strange since she had assumed it wasn’t too far away. After a few more minutes of walking, she came out of an alley and found herself in a residential street, with houses on both sides on the street, completely empty except for the cars outside the houses. Defeated, she took out her phone to check the maps but as she pressed the unlocking button, the screen didn’t light up. She frowned and pressed it longer.

“You have to be kidding me…” she mumbled when she saw the sign of no battery on the screen. “Great”, she added looking around.

She had no idea where she was, where her apartment was, which way to go or where she could charge the phone. How could she have been so stupid? She should’ve checked the battery before leaving the apartment but no, she was too hungry to pay attention to those details. With a groan, she looked around and started walking again as she looked at the sky. At least, it didn’t look like it was going to rain.

“C’mon Tessa!” She heard a voice said, followed by a bark.

Then she saw a black dog running out of one of the houses, followed by two tall guys who started walking down the street. She considered the option of asking for help. It would definitely make her look like an idiot but what other choice did she have?

“Excuse me!” She exclaimed hurrying behind them. They stopped and looked at her, making her stop slowly. “Hi, um…sorry to bother you but I-“ she frowned as she looked at one of the guys.

His face was familiar –she had seen it somewhere-. She narrowed her eyes at him as a small smile appeared on his face.

“You’re Spiderman!” She exclaimed. The other guy laughed a little, making her blush. “Sorry, the… guy who played Spiderman” she corrected herself.

“Yeah” he nodded smiling a bit more. “I’m Tom” he said offering his hand. Of course, Tom Holland. She had also see him in The Impossible¸ of course. “This idiot is Harrison” he added pointing at the other guy.

“Nice to meet you. I’m (Y/N)” She introduced yourself shaking his hand. “Sorry to bother you but, um… I’m new here in Kingston and I’m lost and my phone is dead so there’s no way I can get to my apartment or…anywhere really. I don’t even know where I am” she told them.

“Oh that sucks!” Tom exclaimed. She chuckled and nodded. “What’s the name of your street?”

She thought about it for a moment before looking down at the turned off phone on her hand. Of course she had to type the address on her phone. She couldn’t have a notebook or anything, it had be just on her phone. If he didn’t think she was an idiot, he was going to know she was one.

“You saved it in your phone right?” Harrison chuckled. She nodded, trying to hide her embarrassment. “Alright, then…” he scratched the back of his head and looked at Harrison, trying to find out what they could do.

“Don’t worry guys, I’ll find somewhere to charge my phone” she shrugged it off. It scared her a little to go alone since it was getting darker but obviously they were going to take the dog for a walk and she didn’t want to bother them. Not anymore. “Thank you anyway” she smiled at them.

“Wait”, Harrison said before she turned around. (Y/N) looked at them. “What about you leave your phone here charging, come with us to the park and then we come back here to get it? You check the address, maps and you’re free to go” he suggested.

“That’s a good idea!” Tom exclaimed with a smile. “See? That’s why I keep you around”, he added.

“I can’t do that” she shook her head. “It’s really nice of you but it’s too much to ask” she added.

“C’mon, it’s nothing really. A phone doesn’t take much place and you don’t have to be around on your own” Tom smiled.

(Y/N) bite her lip looking at both of them. She really felt bad for doing this but it was the best option she had at the moment. With a final sigh, she nodded and handed her phone to Harrison who went into the house immediately.

“Thank you for that” she smiled at Tom thankfully.

“You’re welcome” he shrugged. “Tessa stop” he told the dog who hadn’t stopped moving around any second.

She smiled and bended down. When the dog saw the girl, she approached her slowly, smelling the hand she was offering before licking it. Smiling, (Y/N) stroked her under her chin before getting up.

“She likes you” Tom pointed out.

“She’s just being polite. Like you” she smiled.

“I can’t just let you walking around on your own when it’s getting dark” he shrugged. “Especially when you don’t even know where you are or where you have to go”

Before she could reply and tell him he was completely right, Harrison came back out of the house. It was then when she actually checked out the house. It had two floors, it was made with red bricks with white windows. A chimney could also be seen on the roof. It was beautiful.

“Shall we?” Harrison said, taking her out of her thoughts. She nodded with a smile.

“Which park are you going?” (Y/N) asked walking between them.

“Richmond” Tom replied.

“That’s great!” She exclaimed with a smile. “That was my destination” she explained.

“Then you were completely lost, darling” Tom said with a laugh.

“Thank you then” she shrugged. “Is it far?”

“Not really. Just fifteen minutes. With Tessa it will be ten” Tom replied. (Y/N) smiled looking at the dog. She was cute.

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So... yeah, Iris West...



Potential spoilers inside…

I’m not sure how many people out there will agree with me but Iris West is one of the most annoying characters on tv everrrrrr. She is my least favorite person on tv right now for so many reasons. Yes yes, she’s who supposed to end up with Barry but man does she rub me the wrong way! 

Where do I start? 

1. Iris is manipulative (ultimatums thrown at Eddie, flirting with Barry after she finds out he’s interested in Linda etc)

2. Iris is a control freak

3. Iris has a deep seated need to belong and so inserts herself where she does not belong (much like Laurel from Arrow)

4. Really, what is her role in the group??

From the beginning, I never liked how Iris didn’t seem to know that Barry liked her or was in love with her. It’s a ridiculous idea that she was so clueless to the way he looked at her at the very least! And this is after years and years of them knowing each other. This is one of her smaller sins and I guess for the sake of the show, we’ll have to suspend our belief here.

She was particularly nasty when Eddie couldn’t share with her what was going on at work with The Flash (thanks to Joe) and really, why should he share sensitive work stuff when she herself would have died before revealing a source to anyone? Double standard much? She then only starts flirting with Barry once Linda came on the scene. Yuck. I feel as though, if he and Felicity were to be given a chance around that time (not now tho - OLICITY ALL THE WAY! LOL!) Iris would not have stood a chance because Felicity would have been his rock and his intellectual equal. She’s sexy as hell and would be able to talk sense in to him when needed. Iris would not have been able to realistically squeeze in there between them.

As the show has gone on and she’s now in the know, she spends her days at the lab (seriously, does she work anymore?) getting in the way, literally running from one team member to the next asking questions and really just being useless. Over time, she’s just grown to be the one who opposes everything or the one who causes trouble whenever she decides to work for a living and be a “reporter”. How many times has Iris put herself in the way for the team (read Barry) to come rescue her? It’s like she knows she’s utterly useless and when she’s particularly down and out about it, she runs off to do something dumb to have them come save her and reassure her that she’s valid. Last season I was cheering when I saw that Savitar had “killed” her. That probably makes me not so nice BUT remember it’s just a character not a real person LOL! They killed off another character who had a chance at love so that she could survive and so that she and Barry could continue their dance.

Let’s talk about when Wally got his powers. Oh man, the green eyed monster reared its ugly head once again. She was so upset that she began throwing tantrums and outright forbidding her grown brother from using his powers all under the guise of her fearing for his safety. Come on! It was so obvious that she was jealous that everyone around her (except for her dad who really didn’t care for all that) had powers and she didn’t. She tried to scare Wally in to sitting out missions and when that didn’t work, she tried to guilt him. When that too failed, she went sulking to Barry who molly coddled her as usual. He then proclaimed that he couldn’t do what he did without her. Like seriously, Barry, nearly everyone on the team, past and present, even those from other shows namely Oliver and Felicity have been able to reassure and point Barry in the right direction. Iris really is not needed.

Fast forward to when the Samurai came to town demanding that The Flash come out and play and while Barry was in in his stupor (side bar - see what I’m talking about when I say that Iris is one contrary cow? The team wants to bring back Barry and she’s all NO! and she’s scared and then gets angry that Sisco - being an independent person and a friend of Barry’s - goes ahead and works on bringing him back. Like Sisco needed her darned permission! I think that she just liked being in charge and pushing everyone around in Barry’s absence. SMH!) she goes up to the Samurai and gets it to take her so that Barry would be so shook he’d come out of his stupor and go save her. Sigh. It worked and that annoyed me. It would have been great to see that absolutely fail and she have an “OH CRAP” moment. But nah, the show went all cliche and he snapped out of it in time to save her. 


Last week’s episode made me grind my teeth when she got all mad that Barry was doing his thing (the writers wanted to show that she had some worth by making him make extra stupid decisions that made her look like she was right) and not consulting her. Like really, he has to ask her to blow off “training”? He’s the darned Flash that came back better than when he went in and she wants him to consult with her on training? Yep, not controlling at all. And that speech she gave him about he’s not The Flash, We are The Flash - GRRRRRR - she’s almost as needy as Laurel was in The Arrow… hiding behind bushes watching Sarah and Oliver go save the day. I’ve never rejoiced more so than when Laurel kept getting beaten up in the beginning LOLOL! Man, when can we see Iris getting some humble pie served to her? Poor Barry, that crap can only work on him because he’s so smitten with her. Might not work with another guy but Barry’s an easy fish. 

And now to yesterday’s episode when they were in forced therapy (we see Iris forcing therapy and a wedding on this poor sap and so as not to upset her, he goes along with it even though he has misgivings about it) she blurts out how angry she is with him because he just left her there (and went in to the speed force) - I was so mad when she said that. Like, wasn’t the world around them LITERALLY tearing apart because of the void in the speed force? Did he have a choice? Was there an easy and immediate option for them other than him going in to the speed force and correcting his mistake? How was it now all about her? Barry did not have a choice and this is just another but BIG example of how this character twists things to make everything all about her. 

She’s manipulated her father, her brother, been nasty to her dying mother, played with both Barry’s and Eddie’s emotions and forced herself on a team that has been doing fine without her interference. She knows she won’t be missed if she ACTUALLY went to work - so she continues to be there in the lab being one of the most annoying characters on tv right now.



Pairing: Steve x Reader x Bucky 

Word Count: 738

Warnings: drinking, swearing, puking 

A/N: On the prompt “I accidentally sent you a naked picture of myself” but this time ft a group chat with Steve and Bucky for @melonberri (I’m so sorry it took me so long. I have no excuse other than I’m flawed as a person lol) for my 300 Follower Celebration. I hope you like it!!! 

It was Natasha’s idea to go partying. You would’ve much preferred to stay in and read a book to unwind from your last mission, but there was nothing more relaxing for the Black Widow than shots in a crowded bar so she could pick her next victim. The bar she’d chosen tonight was probably the skeeviest you’d seen yet, with unidentifiable stains on the couches and roaches crawling around in the bathrooms but damn if they didn’t make up for it with their cocktails. Sadly for you, you didn’t have Nat’s tolerance, and you were flailing around on the dance floor blind drunk after only a few drinks.

Nat kept an eye on you, making sure you didn’t go home with anyone. She wasn’t beyond letting you make a fool of yourself, though. She definitely made sure to take video of you doing karaoke in your underwear on top of the bar even though there wasn’t a song playing. That was going on YouTube as soon as you got back to the tower.

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anonymous asked:

Whats your opinion on the headcanon that bakugou is hard of hearing because of how loud his explosions are? If you dont mind my asking

I think I answered this q on this blog already? Maybe? But anyway, I don’t exactly mind it, but I can’t say I share the headcanon myself - for one, because I’m of the opinion that their bodies are built to withstand a safe use of their quirks (a bit like you can’t break a leg by simply walking, you know), so in general I’m not a fan of headcanons that include damages caused by simply doing what their bodies were born to do? 

But also because generally, even under the assumption that his body isn’t made to hold up with his explosions, isn’t it awfully convenient how only his ears take damage in these scenarios? What about his eyes? How come he can still see with no problems even with the continuous exposure to the explosions’ light? How about his hair? How come he can stand so close to fire without it ever being damaged by it? His palms have thicker skin and we know that thanks to his UA file, but what about the rest of his body? How come he can stand smack in the middle of an Howitzer Impact without getting even slightly burnt? When you say “only his ears aren’t made to withstand his explosions” what you’re telling me is that his whole body is tailord to deal with his quirk but his ears, and that just feels unrealistic to me - by which I mean, when this is the scenario we’re talking about, you can’t give the fault of the damage to Bakugou’s quirk. It’s a problem his body has, not a natural consequence of having that sort of quirk. And imho with those premises you sort of end up with a different kind of story, you’re supposed to write it differently - that’s what I think, at least

Anon said: Maybe the reason Baku raises his voice so often is because he can’t hear very well, which isn’t due to his explosions, rather, he was born with bad hearing to protect him from taking damage by them.. and then his other senses are sharper to even it out, and his body can even subconsciously notice air vibrations, resulting in really fast reflexes.

Ah, this is also another reason why I’m not a huge fan of the headcanon - don’t get me wrong! If you like it then go on, I’m not trying to stop anyone from enjoying ideas and possibilities!! But personally I like Bakugou not having any reason to be loud-mouthed and rude, that’s just his personality and how the environment he grew up in made him, and lately I’ve seen the hc used to justify his behaviour more than I like? Bakugou being an asshole is just who he is, and I love it! I love that his life made him like that and I love that he’s working hard to fix that flaw, giving him an external reason, something he has no control over, to justify his personality changes the core of his character too much, and that’s not something I’d ever want to do tbh

And it’s also cool to think that he was somewhat genetically engineered to be better in a fight to compensate for a lack of earing (though again, why only his ears and not his eyes or his sense of tact too), but that goes to cut on all the hard work he put in becoming as good as he is, right? If that’s what you like than who am I to stop you! But Bakugou’s hardworking nature is one of the things I love about him, I don’t really feel like taking away from him all the effort and work he put through the years in becoming as good as he is now

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father + husband!park woojin

summary: what would having park woojin as a father and husband be like? 


  • i think woojin would b a great dad honestly and a husband
  • his proposal would be super cheesy. he’d have some cameras around but its pretty private
  • its the cutest thing ever
  • he’d be an aMAzing husband
  • treats u right
  • there are some arguments in between about like jealous n stuff
  • since i think woojins a pretty jealous cutie pie
  • but there wont be quite a lot
  • he knows how to treat u and his kids right!!
  • tbh the genes would probs be mainly from him sorrybut
  • like maybe one of his kids having his snaggletooth?? CUTE
  • one of them having his rapping skills yes
  • and duh,
  • you’d have a talented family
  • kinda runs around the house
  • probably would have a pet
  • his kids love their hyungs/uncles/oppas ??? lol
  • would get jealous over them lol
  • he’d take his wife imma just put ‘you’ lol and kids to some behind the scenes
  • sometimes you dont tag along to photoshoots n stuff“where’s y/n?” daniel asks
    “she didnt want to come. she didnt want to know the spoilers” woojin says
    “i see- OOF! hi little one,” daniel feels a kid smash on his broad back
  • sometimes you dont want to bc spOILERRRRS
  • everyone in wanna one is a great uncle lmfao?
  • ong makes ur kids laugh so much they could probably die
  • “whos ur favourite uncle?” wanna one members gather around
  • “uncle ong!” ur kids say in union
  • woojin laughs
  • he’d be very caring, keeping an eye on his kids or he’d ask a staff member
  • “thats right” cocky ong says “ah u all are so cute! come give ur uncle ong  a hug!”
  • but tbh all the kids would probably like all their uncles but ong is lowkey #1 in their hearts lol
  • SO
  • what happens around the house?
  • obviously the wanna one members come around. lowkey just for the kids tho
  • the kids are fuckin terrified of jaehwans laugh like one time jaehwan was chasing them and laughing lol
  • and ur daughter was like “dad!!! tHERES A PSYCHO IN THE HOUSE!! MUMJSDHRHCH”
  • they love daehwis hair so much
  • “kekkeke,” your daughter laughs as she plays with daehwis hair
  • obvs they love ong bc hes so funny
  • ong tells ur kids jokes and then they pass it on to u and woojin
  • and ur like
  • they live for minhyuns looks like they always touch his face lmfao
  • when u and woojin are on a date or something u leave them with their fave uncles and they adore jisung so much bc hes like their next mum 
  • jisung: shall we go out for dinner??
  • ur kids: H*CK YEAH
  • ur kids love jihoon. so fucking much. they make jihoon do nae maeum soge jeojang 25/8
  • ur daughter is probably the one who has a crush on jihoon
  • “jihoon oppa! do u have abs???”
  • insert daniel giggling in the background
  • jihoon gets shy and says yes until ur daughter lifts up his shirt
  • your son(s) aim to be as sweggy as guanlin, so they look up to him very much
  • “u-uncle guanlin!! am i $weggy yet???”
  • jinyoung often gives ur children piggybacks
  • “uncle jinyoung!!! piggyback??”
  • jinyoungs on the floor as he just gave them one each, breathing heavily, “ah…”
  • now, to daniel
  • they like to go to daniels place bc yknow, cats
  • “uncle daniel!!! dye ur hair blue!!”
  • “okay cutie.” daniel pinches their cheeks
  • whenever u and woojin have to let ur children stay at their place
  • and they like to snuggle on sungwoon and make him sing them to sleep
  • woojin takes care of u a lot ok
  • if ur sick he makes sure that youre eyed on 24/7
  • the sweetest husband ever :’)
  • like woojin might not be experienced but he definitely learned some advice from jisung mum
  • if it was sickness he had no idea about jisung and google are his first priorities lol
  • the kids tend to hug u and always say: “get better mum! fighting!”
  • the kids love playing wanna one on tv
  • probably would do their greeting
  • “daddy!! teach me ur greeting!”
  • “you do this: all i wanna do, wanna one!”
  • they do it along with him and its sUPER CUTE
  • you find woojin having the cutest moments with ur children, like when they make cookies and theyre like messing up the entire thing and woojins like “ah! dont do that love!”
  • and he does the same with you, hes so thankful for u as his wife 
  • like playing uno and when u lose ur children go boo but then one of ur kids are like “dont say that to mummy! it hurts her feelings!”
  • you laugh bc of how cute
  • woojin just smiles widely bc Hes dying loWkey
  • Ok this is gonna get a bit angsty:
  • obviously being married will have some arguments
  • but i guess the arguments would probably involve the children like their grades, hanging with other people and not acknowledging the other person whos feeling neglected, jealousy
  • maybe his kids would feel mad at him too
  • and you as well 
  • like coming home extremely late, which is likely woojin since you only do day shifts
  • “daddy.. you weren’t at dinner,” his son says
  • “im sorry..” he knows that you’re upset bc you cant be seen
  • “where’s your mum?”
  • “shes upstairs”
  • woojins a little bit upset
  • “are you mad at me?” he asks his son
  • “a little bit.. but we’ll sort it out”
  • if its a big reason to fight your children would find out immediately bc of the shouting and they all begin to cry
  • and you and woojin turn to them
  • “g-go back upstairs, munchkins,” you say
  • “n-no.. why are you and dad fighting?” your daughter bursts into tears, “we dont like you fighting like this..”
  • “i-its just.. a couple thing.. dont worry, okay?” woojin says, “we’re just… overwhelmed..”
  • your daughter runs away to go upstairs crying and you and woojin feel guilty, you couldnt help but shed some tears
  • “please sort it out..” your son sighs before going upstairs too
  • ok, so when its you that makes woojin upset:
  • sometimes you’re a little bit stressed and woojin wants to calm you down but you kinda snap at him
  • “y/n, calm down-”
  • “how can i calm down, woojin?! this is so important to me and if i don’t do it right-”
  • you stare at him, your gaze softening
  • “im s..sorry i uh..”
  • “i get it. you need time alone.” he walks to the door and slams the door behind you
  • just know that woojin will always be there
  • he loves u and his children very much
  • will actually do anything his children says
  • he loves them so much
  • sometimes when ur children have bad nightmares u all snuggle in one bed
  • so cute
  • supposed to be non idol smh me smh me smh me kill me
  • ALSO just saying just bc i find gifs on google does not mean that i steal these gifs! i dont credit gif owners but just know the credits go to them :)
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aaand i think i might start answering some more in-depth questions on their own now? like the ones i feel are a lil more important?? not sure. we’ll seee

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Phayte’s Reads for the Week

June 10th Updates

So apparently people were LOVING making me cry this week! Dang it! Some really good stuff this week! Angst, Tears and HAPPINESS all week long!!!!!! 

PLEASE READ TAGS TO THESE STORIES BEFORE PROCEEDING! The authors are AMAZING at tagging their works - Mixed rating through all of these as I read ALL diff ratings through out the week!

If I Can’t Find You There, I Don’t Care -  @the-stoned-ranger - I am so in love with this story and when came to me about when she went to start it, I wasn’t sure, though I know to NEVER doubt what my saltwife writes, it is too perfect, too good. She is fucking amazing! UPDATED THIS WEEK - Four years after Barcelona, Yuri Plisetsky still hasn’t gotten over his awkward teenage crush on Yuuri Katsuki, his married rival-cum-coach. Though he has always longed for something more, Yuri has too much to lose if he acts on his feelings.But all that changes one night in Salt Lake City, when Yuuri accompanies his two young protégés to Skate America without his husband. Salsa dancing and a stolen bottle of scotch lead to the kind of bad decision that changes everything. How will Viktor, Yuuri, and Yuri begin to put themselves back together after it all falls apart?

Bizarre Love Triangle - @blownwish-blog - OtaPliRoy - SO FUCKING GOOD!!!!  Just finished this this morning! Yuri Plisetsky met them both on his knees in the boys’ room. One would stay, the other could not. America was one fucked up country.(The 80s high school au you didn’t ask for.)

Suit Up! - @francowitch - My love can write her ass off and impress me at every moment! - More OtaPliRoy -  When Otabek and JJ are tired of Yuri just playing video games, they Suit Up and have a little fun with their kitten…

Mischievous Friends - @definitelynotadulting - OMG THIS SHOOK ME! - The skaters play Never Have I Ever at Leo’s birthday party and learn what a bad boy quiet Otabek is. Or in which Bad Boy DJ Otabek is Yuri Plisetsky’s aesthetic. 

Yakov Feltsman Defends All of his Ridiculous Children -  preciousbunnynoiz - (Sorry I dont have their Tumblr name)  Yakov holds a press conference and the press is stupidly rude about his skaters. He will not let it stand

Not a random one - @aftgonice - THIS WAS SO GOOD!  He found that those fluffy and sweet fan fictions were starting not to be enough anymore. His feelings for Otabek weren’t of the innocent type, and while he was already used to fantasize about them, he’d gotten so used to actually reading that one day he just slipped. He found a pretty vanilla one, and promised himself that it would be enough. It was a one time thing, it had to be.
It wasn’t.

Unsteady - @victuri-oh-nice - COMPLETE - I am so going to miss this story and reading it every week!  You did so good honey! Loved it!Otabek was going to kill JJ. He was going to take the next flight to Canada, hunt him down and kick his ass.
Leo: I tried to stop him but he went and did it anyway, I’m sorry! (link)

Dead Air - @ded-i-am-just-ded - WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!?!?! This fucking thing got in my head and fucked with me in ways I with it HAD NOT! -  You looked me in the eye and lied.

To Have the Tiger by the Tail - @caeseria - TENTACLES! TENTACLES! OMG TENTACLES! (dont kink shame me dammit, lol)  It’s not often that Yuri is caught by surprise, but when he discovers Katsudon doing something he shouldn’t, Yuri’s curiosity gets the better of him.

to be young and in love  - @yours-julie - DAMMIT I LOVE THIS STORY! This made me snot ugly cry and OMG I love this story!  Yuri is stuck in a small town where time stands still, spending his days working in a crappy Diner and dancing his nights away at dodgy clubs, dreaming of the day he can get out & wishing for something interesting to happen.

Just a Little Prick - @accidental-mormon Yuri Plisetsky is a tattoo artist at the locally-famous eros + agape body arts. When Otabek Altin accompanies a coworker for his first tattoo, he finds that it’s not the artwork that draws his eye. [tattoo artist!yuri] [dj!otabek]

A Thorn in the Tiger’s Paw - @theinsanefox - OMG SOOOOOO GOOD! When Yuri falls during practice one day and hurts his knee, he is devastated to find out that he’ll need to take the rest of the season off while he heals.  He quickly finds himself falling into a deep depression so Otabek offers to come stay with him for a few weeks.  Yuri is grateful but still feels like something is off, probably because he misses the ice so badly.

Overload - @lowercasewrites“Yura, are you okay?”Am I crying? Shit I must be. Why the fuck am I crying? He pulls back from my neck to look me in the eyes and make sure everything is alright. He cards his fingers through my hair as I pull myself together. I say the only thing I can think to say.“I love you so much, Beka.”

Smooth Criminal - @victuri-oh-niceWhen Officers Plisetsky and Nikiforov are called to a bar fight, Yuri is not even surprised to find the instigator of the entire thing being none other than Otabek Altin, a known gang member with an outstanding track record. Waiting until the station clears out feels like a waste of time until he can take Otabek for a one-on-one ‘conversation’, if you ask Yuri.

Sorry, Honey - @cherryfeather101 - I was blessed with an amazing gifted work! I am so honored and flattered and loved this! <3 Otabek and Yuri are married, until they’re not.

Still Halrloprillalar (prillalar) -  At competitions, Christophe has an arrangement where he doesn’t know who will show up in his room at night. After the GPF Free Skate, he waits to find out who it will be this time.

a place on Earth, with you - @melonbugg - I swear everyone wants me to cry… they wanna rip my heart and stomp it this week!Yuuri didn’t want to die, he didn’t want to die. And he didn’t want to die alone.The world was ending, and they were just two souls, desperate for someone to share their final days with.A Seeking a Friend for the End of the World AU

Born to Lose - @boxwineconfession - Anything HBB I will gagg over and ask for more! The Heart Break Beat Prequel fic nobody asked for.

Who’s the Biggest Dick? - @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin -  This is TOO CUTE for words! She always amazes me with her stuff!  Leo finds an article that causes many giggles, some speculation, a fight, and Yuri to start questioning his life choices.

Shake Things Up - @aftgoniceOtabek and Yuri are out to dinner with some of their fellow skaters. Yuri is bored. Otabek “helps”.

High Noon - (shit, there are so many of you… I hope I get this right) @lovelytitania - @cleardye - @evermoredeath - @father-nikiforov - @linnorm  - @proserpineceres - @sebuckwheat - Yall are fucking crazy and I love you all! Mysterious thing, an unstable plot. Powerful, and when meddled with, dangerous.

Again! If you write something! I wanna read it! I had some great ones rec’d to me this week! I hope you enjoy these amazing pieces! <3 <3 <3 

I thought I could handle it (DT)

hey guys! here’s a requested imagine for the twins! Unfortunately the original request was deleted but basically its about the hate the reader gets after they are in more and more snapchats/posts and fluffy twin comfort. hope you enjoy! 

Requested by @badwolfgirlatbakerst ILY BBY <3

Warnings: like one curse word lol, hate comments

Word count: 1199

“Y/NNNNN!” Grayson sang as he thrust his iPhone camera in my face, recording a snapchat.

“Gray, stop! I told you I don’t want you to put me on the internet!” My hands flew to my face in an attempt to conceal it.

“Oh, come on,” he whined, lowering his phone finally. “Is it really that big of a deal?”

“Yes, Grayson,” I sighed, running an exasperated hand through my hair. “I told you, do you know how much hate you would get if your fans thought you were hanging out with a girl? How much I would get? I don’t want you guys getting hurt. And you know I’m pretty tough, but I already have too much on my plate, I don’t need the extra stress.”

“Sorry,” He whispered, looking down at his feet. I sighed, realizing too late that I had hurt his feelings. “Look, it’s not your fault. I know I’m your guy's’ best friend, and you want to show me off.”

I tipped his sharp chin up, looking into those bright hazel eyes. “Ughh,” I groaned, breaking at the sight of those puppy dog eyes. “Fine, If you really want to post something with me in it, you can.” How bad could it be? I could handle it. I was a big girl.

“YES!” He jumped up and down like an overly hyper rabbit. “Can we take an Instagram picture?”

“Sure. But be careful there, sonny, or those sweatpants are gonna come down with all that jumping,” I giggled, shaking my head.

“Bet you wouldn’t mind that to much,” he said, sticking out his tongue and wiggling it.

“You’re disgusting!” I yelled, waving behind me as I made my way into the main floor of the warehouse. He followed not far after me, ready to snap a picture.

A few days later I flopped down on my bed, trying and failing several times to unlock my phone with the fingerprint, and eventually gave up and put in the passcode. Already people had found my Instagram and twitter even though the boys hadn’t tagged me, and I had gained dramatically. I opened the twitter app and scrolled through, trying to avoid the hate comments as best as I could, until one particularly nasty one caught my eye. And then another. And another.

@twitteruser: Ewww wtf is wrong with her? Do you know how many people want to be in her position. Ugly ungrateful slut

@fanacct: she doesn’t deserve to be friends with them

@fanpage: why are they hanging out with someone like her, gross

This was under a repost of the snapchat video Gray had posted of me that day, when I was covering my face.

I almost choked on my own spit. Jesus Christ, how could people be so cruel? They didn’t even know me!

And then I couldn’t stop scrolling, scrolling and scrolling through hate comment after hate comment. My Insta and Twitter were spammed with them, and even though I tried to not let them get to me, of course they did. And soon, the tears began to fall.

Goddamnit, pull yourself together! I snapped at myself. I took a quick shower to try and calm myself down, but to no avail. So what to do now? Call Grayson? No, he would immediately know something was up just based on my voice. E would too; they knew me too well.

I gave a small laugh through my wet cheeks as I thought of how the boys and I had met. I had literally tripped and fallen right into Ethan’s arms, earning the first of many snarky comments his brother would make, “Yo, did you just fall for him?”

We had talked for a few more minutes, and then agreed to keep in touch. And here we are now.

I decided to text Ethan, just to ask if we could talk. What I was going to say, I had no idea.

Y/N: hey E, you up?

It was only a matter of seconds before the three typing bubbles popped up.

Eth: yeah whats up

I typed for awhile, trying to work out what to say, but eventually gave up.

Eth: are you okay? Why did you stop typing

Y/N: oh sorry I’m fine

Y/N: idk why I texted lol nvm

Eth: do u want me and gray to come over

Y/N: no, dont I’m fine

Eth: i can literally tell youre not over text

Eth: best friend brain power

Eth: yee haw

Eth: idk what that was lol

Eth: anyways G and I are on our way

Y/N: ethan stop you don’t need to really im okay

Eth: be there in a few

Fuck. Now I had both twins already on their way to my apartment. I moped around for a few minutes, trying to configure what I would say to them. How would I explain? I was never good at talking about my feelings.

A soft knock on the door woke me from my thoughts, and I went to answer it. I looked like shit, my hair still wet, eyes red from crying, and only in shorts and a sweatshirt that I had nabbed from Ethan’s room when he wasn’t looking, but I honestly didn’t care.

“Hey,” Ethan said brightly as he entered the living room, Gray trailing not too far behind. E immediately pulled me into a hug. “What’s going on, Y/NN?”

I nuzzled into his shirt, smelling his musky scent. “I told you this would happen,” I mumbled.

“What?” Ethan said carefully, gently releasing me and taking me over to the couch.

“I told you guys this would happen. I thought I could handle it, but I guess not.” I scrubbed at my eyes and tear-streaked face.

“What happened?” Gray reiterated, sitting down on the other side of me and taking my hands in his.

“Have you guys checked your Twitter comments recently? Or the instagram ones on the photo we took to together?” When both boys shook their heads I sighed and continued. “They’re writing awful things about me, guys. Some stuff I don’t even-” My voice broke. “-don’t even want to repeat.”

Both of them looked horrified. “Oh, Y/N, I’m so sorry, this was my idea, I shouldn’t have pushed you-” Grayson gushed, but I interrupted.

“It’s not your fault, Gray. But it just hurts, that’s all.”

“Listen,” Ethan said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “You are worth so much to us. So much you don’t even know.”

Grayson nodded fervently. “Don’t listen to them, Y/N. We love you so much.”

“I know, but it’s hard, ya know?”

“Oh we definitely know,” Ethan said. “But you can get through this. You’re a smart, kind, strong, and beautiful woman. And we won’t stand for this. I’ll tweet something out as soon as possible.”

“I will too,” Gray interjected.

I sighed happily, pulling both boys into a hug. “I love you guys. Thank you.”

“Anytime,” they both said simultaneously, earning a shocked look and a laugh from all three of us. We sat together for a bit, chatting, until Ethan looked down at me. “Is that my sweatshirt?”

I grinned sheepishly. “Maybe.”

Reveling in Richonne

#92: The Matriarch (7x16)

Grimes 2.0 is a beautiful thing. And this deleted scene is a perfect example of that. The way I see it, this scene really happened it just wasn’t shown so we still gotta break it down lol. 😋

I would like to have a little chat tho with whoever made the decision that this scene should be cut, just to kindly ask…

Lol not even from a Richonner perspective but just from a story perspective, I feel like this needed to be kept in. Like it was a must and had it aired it would have made the other beats hit so much harder. I can think of five main reasons why this scene was important to have.

One; it’s been forever since we’ve seen Rick and Carl have a legit conversation. And this show is kind of mainly their story. Also to know they had a conversation about the likelihood of something like the arm thing happening again would have really made it even more heartrending when we later see the two of them in an even worse situation than just losing an arm.

Two; It would have given even more meaning to the fact that Carl was the G to act first and start shooting when Sasha was revealed to be a walker, cuz it would have let us know he took action partly because earlier his mom reminded him to only envision winning.

Three; When Michonne was on the losing end of that fight and was trying to say “We win” it would have been even more emotional if we knew she was trying to apply her own motivational words from earlier.

Four; When Rick sees Michonne “fall”, it was already so emotional of course, but to know their day had started on such a hopeful note would have added even more impact to this moment.

And five; if this deleted scene had been included it would have made the moment when the three of them end the episode reunited even more special, cuz we would have saw how Grimes 2.0 started and ended the day, and that Michonne’s words were true because they came close to losing but they put everything into winning and survived and are now all together again.

This is the Grimes family. They’re the characters at the heart of this story so we needed this scene. But on a positive note, at least the scene was made at all, and it seems like it’ll be included in an aired re-run soon so…

Originally posted by dearjaywolfe

So the scene starts with Carl and Rick as Carl mentions that it’s weird not having Judith with them. It’s a sweet moment and I love when Rick says she’s with family because one; it reminds you that the characters really do see TF as TF. And two; you know if Rick sees some of their original members as family then he def sees Michonne as his wife. 😊

Rick asks if Carl knows what to do if they show up and like the true G he is, Carl says, “Give them what they want one last time.” and you can tell Rick is taking in, in this moment, what a little warrior he’s raised.

He walks over and kisses Carl on the head and tells Carl he loves him and Carl says “I love you too, Dad.” It’s super sweet and I love when Carl’s good side and wildn side find a balance like this. 😋

And then as Rick walks away he grabs his hatchet and Carl takes note. I feel like this was a good reminder of the PTSD that must come with everything these characters have experienced. 

Like as strong as they are, they’re still human and understandably a little emotionally damaged and shaken so seeing the hatchets triggers Carl to recall that traumatic lineup day.

He asks his dad, “Would you have done it? Cut off my arm?” And y'all I know I already said it but…

We needed this scene. Like this is another reason it would have been nice to have, cuz any reminder that these characters remember and are dealing with past stuff they experienced is necessary to fleshing out and making the characters more real. But I digress. I promise. 😂

As Carl asks this pretty big question, we see the Queen enter the room. Rick clearly isn’t sure exactly how to answer this tough question so he gives an honest answer saying, “I don’t know”.

Carl’s question seems to have caught Rick off guard a bit and it reminds me of like when kids ask their parent some super deep introspective question that the parent knows they don’t have an answer to.

Carl then asks, “Could you do it now? Cuz it could happen again.” Which is an even tougher question but also legit. It’s so sad to see that Carl has obviously been thinking about this and probably trying to muster the courage to accept that he could be put directly in harms way again.

Like little Homie has a killer instinct for real cuz the way he says this line you can tell he’s ready to take it if it happens again and he wants to make sure his dad is ready for it too.

Now y'all, this is an extremely tough position for any parent to be in and Rick understandably looks a little stuck on how to answer. What can you say to that? Lucky for Rick, what you can say to that is nothing because your Queen will step in with the literal perfect response. 😋

I said it before and I’ll say it again…Michonne always be knowing what to say. 👏🏽👌🏽💯

I love that she steps in. Like I think about 7x5 where she watched Carl and Rick try and communicate and there she assessed the situation and felt like that was something for just the two of them to discuss but here she steps in cuz she knows Rick needs some help. And we get to see how Richonne tag teams even when it comes to parenting. 

First, she tells Carl to stop and then Carl reiterates that it could happen again. But Michonne calmly says, “No. Not again.” as she proceeds to give yet another one of her uplifting and empowering speeches. You know the ones where you walk away feeling like you have a new lease on life and can do anything? Yeah this was one of those. 🙌🏾😋

Like the whole time I watched I was like this…

Cuz Homegirl was speaking gospel truths to both her boys and all of us. 😋

She tells Carl she doesn’t want him to talk about it or think about it, cuz she knows he must have been thinking about this for a while now. It’s such a golden mom moment. 👌🏽

And then I love the next cut of the scene with her talking and Rick watching her. Like Homeboy has all eyes on her as he’s clearly taking in her every word.

She reminds Carl, “We weren’t ready for them then. We are now.” It feels full circle to hear her say this cuz it’s them verbally acknowledging that they jumped the gun when they first came at Negan and now they’ve learned from that.

She goes on to say “And there’s nothing left but beating them. But winning this.” It’s such a good winners attitude. And it really is how you have to look at it. Like you can’t go into something convinced you’ll fail, you have to be cautious but also see winning as your only option.

And then she says, “Making them regret they ever crossed us, just before they die.” I was like dang, Michonne is playing no games rn. 👏🏽 The Saviors done did messed up coming for her family cuz Homegirl’s ready and she’s been ready for some payback.

And then my favorite part of this is when she tells Carl, “Don’t fantasize about failing. Put everything into winning. And we’ll make it real.”

First, this is another example of Michonne’s lines giving us real life lessons. The reason Michonne is the baddest chick in the game really is because her motto is to put everything into winning. She envisions winning and so that’s why she wins.

I love that she shares this mindset that she’s had for a long time with Carl. It’s like she’s passing it down to him.

And I love the use of “fantasize” cuz the definition is to “day dream about something desired” and no one desires to fail, but when you linger on it and assume failure is going to happen it’s like you want it to happen. 

So I love that she says it that way cuz it’s saying don’t glorify failing to make it some big supernatural thing that can’t be overcome. It can be overcome if you put all of your energy into winning, and don’t use even a little of that crucial energy towards negative thinking. As Drake says, “The power of the mind is not a joke” 😂 and Michonne knows that.

In real life this applies too, cuz the way we think dictates everything else around us. Michonne has prospered not just cuz she’s a warrior but because she’s fought to really focus and hone in how she thinks and remain positive and open.

And I love that she says, “And we’ll make it real” cuz you just believe it when she says that. It’s like how when she nodded at Rick during the lineup and even tho their situation didn’t change one bit I just felt like they’re going to be okay. And here it just feels like they’re going to be okay, things might get rough but they’re going to be okay.

I love how reassuring and confident she is when she says they’ll make it real. Like there’s two parts to how they win. First, each person has to internally and individually envision winning. And then second; together they will make what they envisioned happen and be reality. 

It’s saying that yes you have to think positive but you also can’t do this alone. Like this was Michonne saying, “We got this because we got this and we’re in it together.” 👌🏽 

And then Carl says, “Okay.” and I love that even though he doesn’t have some big response to her words, you know that he is really letting those words resonate. Like he truly believes her.

And her words will totally play a huge part in why he puts everything into winning and is the first G to start shooting at the Saviors when Sasha so admirably and heartbreakingly gives them a distraction.

Now Carl’s reaction to this powerful speech was pretty subtle. You know who’s reaction was not subtle? That’s right, our homeboy, Rick. 😂 Gotta love him lol.

Like I love that Rick can’t help but visibly show how much this moment means to him and how inspired he was.

Michonne was talking to and trying to motivate Carl in this scene but her words very clearly reverberated and spoke a ton of life into Rick. Like once again he got his life from Michonne and it shows. 😊

He says a very proud and enthusiastic, “Okay” as he smiles knowing that he is #blessed that this is his woman. I love how much they feel like a mom and dad in this scene. 

Rick so clealry feels on top of the world that not only was Michonne able to really communicate with Carl and help him see a stronger more positive approach to their situation, but also that she’s so confident that they can do this and win this fight. If she believes it then he believes it. 😊

I know it had to just feel so refreshing for him to see that his son now has a mother figure and he has a wife and she is strong and wise and confident and she can rally them and hold them together. It’s so true what was said about her being the matriarch. It’s solid facts. 😋

And then! Michonne walks over to Carl and kisses his head in the same way Rick did at the beginning of this scene to really emphasize how she’s become his parent. ☺️

And this moment is so great cuz it just lets you know that after Richonne went canon, Michonne and Carl interact like a mom and son even more now. (Hopefully we get some great Grimes 2.0 moments in season 8 🙏🏽)

Also this moment is meaningful cuz they’re all about to head out of the house and start this fight, so it’s her giving a sweet goodbye to Carl as well.

It’s super cute too cuz Carl’s so grown now and it just makes you think back in the “Clear” days when he was just a little kid and he and Michonne were just building this friendship. 

Like in “Clear”, Carl told Michonne how she doesn’t know him or his dad and now she’s literally the matriarch of their family. We’ve come so far, y'all. 😭

And I love that Rick watches this moment between Michonne and Carl and you know he feels so grateful to have them both and for the strong relationship Michonne and Carl have. Like he feels so whole with his family alive and functioning like a well-oiled machine.

So Rick says okay and Michonne says okay and y'all know I love any scene where they both say okay. 😋 And then she walks over to her man, as they stand almost perfectly symmetrical, and she says, “So lets go get our army”. 👑

I love how casual she says this. Like the Saviors ain’t no thang to this woman, y’all. And she says “our army” cuz she knows, what we all know, and that’s that Richonne is the leader of the pack. 👑

And then Rick smiles because Michonne can make him smile like no other, and he nods and it just looks like he’s nodding at his queen. Like I think in this moment Rick is thinking whatever the Georgia cowboy version of “Yass, queen!” is. 😂

And then I love that Michonne walks away knowing she’s just completely motivated not one but two Grimes boys all at the same dang time. Like she’s the first to leave cuz she really does lead these men and I adore that.

As she heads out, Rick stays looking down as he needs a moment to regroup and thank God for giving him the woman of his dreams lol. Like you can just tell he’s thinking he’s the luckiest man in the world and that he feels so much more confident going into this fight now because he’s fighting along side her. 😊

I’m telling you Rick legit looks at Michonne like, “I am going to marry this woman. She’s already my wife but I’m going to marry her for real at some point” (or at least that’s what I hope he does 🙏😋🏽)

I love that Rick cannot hide how much he loves this woman. And not only does he not know how to hide it, he doesn’t want to either. 😋

Cuz then Rick looks over at Carl looking like the proudest happiest man in the world. Low key, to me, I was like, “Rick, Carl’s still just your son, bruh.” It reminded me of 6x11 when Rick was talking about Michonne like Carl was just his guy friend lol. 

Cuz while yes Rick’s look in this scene felt like just a happy and motivated look it also felt like a “Carl, do you see that I have the baddest chick in the game? Like do you see how great my wife is?” type of look too. 😂

But I love it cuz Rick’s just overcome with happiness and motivation and whipped-ness and it’s super sweet. Even the way Carl smiles back I know he’s probably like “I know she’s great, dad, but you’re looking real whipped right about now” lol.

So to conclude this post that ended up being way longer than I expected, 🙈 I really adored this heavenly Grimes 2.0 scene that happened but just wasn’t aired lol. 😉

It was so good and important and gave us insight into their loving family dynamic. 

It reminded us that Carl still has a lot of respect for Michonne, Rick is still beyond whipped for Michonne, and Michonne is truly like the glue in this family and the best matriarch they could ever ask for. 👌🏽👸🏾😊

So I got some bad news today. Health stuff wise. This is personal stuff that’ll likely have a big impact on my writing, but ultimately it’s still personal so I’m going to put it under a read more. I apologise in advance to people phone-browsing.

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anonymous asked:

Knowing I have both a katsudon son and a Tayaki son is so good

Isn’t katsudon Izuku’s fav food too? :D

Anon said: In your head do any of the characters in Boku No Academia have weird kinks?

Sorry anon, I don’t really ever think about that sorta stuff so I’m definitely lacking in that type of headcanons (try @syblatortue‘s blog for that sorta things!!!! nothing especially weird imho but I’m 100% sure you won’t be disappointed :D)


I’M GLAD TO HEAR THAT!!!!!! Honestly I don’t think he used to be generally a sad kid? He seemed pretty fired up and ready to do good, generally!! I loved it t b h !!!!! So I’m, like, pretending there’s no angst for now. Cause I’m a weak baby.

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The Promise of Friendship

Originally posted by ethan-support-group

Request: U should totally do a high school throwback where you and Ethan are going to high school together and he talks about wanting to start and YouTube channel hahah all of the foreshadowing™

Summary: GenderNeutral!Reader and Ethan talk about what Ethan wants to do with future.

A/N: hey all! Sorry for the long wait, sadly just couldn’t really find much inspiration the past week and decided to stay off this blog :( On a happier note I’ve seen Spiderman: Homecoming twice in theaters already and I loved it so much I’m trying to break a record and watch it in theaters like 5 times lmao in case anyone was wondering (pls talk to me about it if you’ve already seen it/love marvel as much as I do) Anyway hope you guys enjoy this one! Not my best, but I’m just happy I finally finished something :p

Wordcount: 469, huehue 69

Requests are closed right now, sorry!

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those70scomics  asked:

How do you think Jackie and Donna would've been (personalities, behavior, etc.) had they been raised by the other's parents?

Ow. Jesus, that’s weird to think about.

Donna has a very strong personality but is also a girl of her house, even when she tries to deny it. Her encounter with feminism was brought from Midge, so I see two options her: Her inclination to reading may inspire her to find it in herself and by herself, or she would never.

I’m worried about what kind of relationship she may had have with Pam, but it all depends on what Pam is raising her. If it’s the Pam from season 1, Donna may turn out just as we know her, but maybe with more traditional femenine fashion taste.

Now, if the Pam raising her is the one from season 6, BOY. I’m sure they may have not have a great relationship as she grow older and realized her mother is– not a good one. Her parents would not divorce, but she would had been abandoned since forever.

So… if she reacted by smoking, answering to her parents, then dating an ass, etc. by them fighting (and then Midge leaving), I’m very worried what this basement gang-less Donna may do. Which is where her friendship with them and Jackie Pinciotti enters (more on that later).

What would def change is her dynamic with the gang. She and Eric wouldn’t had grown up together, and she would had grow up in a different social circle. I’m sure she would always feel like if she didn’t fit with the other girls she may hang out the most before she started to hang at the basement.

I don’t see her dating Kelso, I don’t see her actually dating anyone to enter their group of friends. I’m thinking in, Eric does has a crush on her. She’s freakin’ pretty and probably popular (rich kids are always popular, even when they don’t want to), so I bet the boys would thinks “that chick’s hoooot”. 

Right now, what comes to mind, is them having to teamup for a class assigment and the spark going from there, or something. 

What I think won’t change that much, is Jackie wanting to be friends with Donna and she kinda not wanting to, at the beginning.

Jackie would had grow up with both her parents and Eric in front of her house. Midge is present all the time and has some similarities to Jackie, they are both femenine and pretty, and are treated as dumb. But coming to this AU, Jackie would ha grow up as an even bigger daddy’s girl.

Bob would had spoiled the hell out of her as we see him spoiling Donna. But because of Donna’s more closed personality (when it comes to showing affection and doing family stuff), it wasn’t as obvious as with Jackie. The difference betwee this daddy’s girl Jackie and her real self, is that she won’t hero worship Bob as she did with Jack.

She seeks for attention and normality that’s who Jackie is in the show; but in this case, her search for normality would be similar to Donna’s in the show. She has parents that didn’t love each other enough to make it to forever together, or have a more– intimate marriage, so the constant fights of her parents may drown her more into the basement than not.

I can totally see her growing up not shallow but… annoying. Bitchy. Like Laurie, but without being– well, that open with her sexuality. And I don’t see her being best friends with Eric, lol. I mean, I can see her growing up seeing them play and going over from time to time, since Bob and Midge will still be friends with the Formans.

But as they grow up, I think they would… have this phase in which they hate each other and Eric would bane her from the basement, and Kelso and Hyde would be like “don’t be an ass”, especially because Kelso would try and be with her.

Which I don’t think would happen. This time, Jackie woudl know him in a different way, and she would know the kind of moron he is. So maybe after she rejects him, he would agree with Eric to bane her from the basement, and that’s when she starts getting close to Hyde. 

After Donna and Eric gets closer (I’m thinking, Buddy and Eric style), Jackie would absolutely try to be closer to her. She may not be shallow, but a chance to have a girl in that stinky basement? Yes, thank you. And now that I think about it, maybe Donna getting closer to Jackie may put her in front of Midge and her feminism, something I think Jackie will absorve but not be as passionate about it as Donna in the show.

Her take on it, I think it would be interesting to explore, especially in the case Donna may absorb it too and notice how fucked the society she was raised in is. I wonder if Pam’s education would get too much in the way as it did Jackie, or if she would wake up from it sooner than her.

What I do think is that Jackie would had been happier and Donna would had gotten way more chances at what she wants for herself than what she got in the show. Man, studying out? Absolutely. Getting to see the world? Every summer. 

I do wonder how she would take Jack going to prison and how Jackie would deal with Midge leaving. I’m not sure how Eric would try to help Donna about it… (It’s more easy for me imagine how Hyde would help Jackie, which isn’t too far from what he does for Donna. The interesting thing for me there is, would they be together as a couple by that moment or would they be only friends that obviously have a crush with each ohter?).