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Beauty and the Beast

Request: Hello again😊 I had just watched the new beauty and the beast ❤❤and if requests are still open could you do a Bucky x reader similar to the movie? With the avengers as various characters from the movie. It’s a bit far fetched but if you could do it that would be amazing😊❤❤ ily

Blog Tag: @leah5684

A/N: Hey, yooo, who remembers Beastly with Alex Pettyfer? I looooove that movie. I tried to make this modern and Marvel without making it too close to Beastly. It ended up more like the Disney version, though. Also, this doesn’t have the Avengers in it.

Warnings: If you have seen the old Disney animated movie, you have no worries.

Word Count Total: 1888

Long Imagine #13

Title: Beauty and the Beast (Part 1)

Originally posted by go-fandom-imagines

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alex: is it weird being a triplet? i don’t have siblings so having 2 constantly around seems.. a bit much?

blaire: i mean sometimes, but not really. they’re my best friends though, well im closer to athena but that’s just cause she’s my #1 tru boo. i love cia and emmett too but i feel like i should protect athena in a way? she’s a tough cookie but rly she’s a fragile lil bug, idk im so lame

alex: nah (: it make’s sense. Your parents are cool too, i had fun hanging out with your dad. my mom isn’t really around and my dad’s kind of.. unsupportive? but warren has always been really chill and it’s been nice living together.

blaire: that really sucks, im sorry /: can I ask why or would that be super nosey..?

alex: you’re fine haha, originally when i told him i identified as non-binary he was a little put off, but when I came out that kind of put him over the edge. which sucks but i’m not rly gonna waste my time trying to change him.

blaire: oh.. well my parents can adopt you!!? they love me so y not (‘: whats one more gay kid in the fam amiright??

purpleperidots  asked:

if this counts as a prompt do periguns angst my dude (make them SUFFER)

1 ship + a prompt = a three sentence fic // FUCK YOU AVERY !! 
Also, i don’t count dialogue as a sentence in these so i have a bit more freedom pls let me live 

Avery felt a chill run down her spine, tears threatening to slip past her eyes as she squeezed her eyes closed to prevent it. 

“M-Maybe you should just leave, Caddy,” Slipped past Avery’s lips, voice cracking slightly as she attempted to keep her voice straight; she didn’t want him to realize exactly how hurt she had been. 

“Fine, I’ll talk to you at some point Avery.” Caddy’s voice cut through the air, making Avery’s tears fall as the door slammed shut and broke both of their hearts at the same time. 

ok but picture this:

Kara has been sent to interview Lena (again) and there’s an emergency at the DEO but Alex has left 11 voicemails and Kara is still not picking up

 So Alex goes over there because she’s 1. Furious at Kara for not getting back to her and 2. A little bit worried because she knows Lena has shown where her loyalties are but the Luthor thing…

So she pushes past Lena’s receptionist despite the calls for security and she’s ready to pull her gun out but yelling about how Kara better not just have her phone on silent when she barges through into Lena’s office and then she’s a little confused.

Kara is sitting on Lena’s desk, back to the door and leaning backwards, making some strange noises. Apparently she didn’t hear Alex barge in because it’s only when she hears Alex say, “What the-?” that Kara turns around quickly, (swearing in kryptonian) and Lena stands up from between Kara’s legs (wiping her mouth and grin on the back of her hand) and Kara is frantically trying to straighten her skirt when Alex sees Kara’s mobile phone, completely crushed to pieces in her grip.

Alex just turns around and walks right back out saying, “Get a new phone and check your voicemail.”

Have you ever thought of a Supercat West Wing au, where Cat is still Cat Grant, CEO of CatCo World Wide Media. She’s going along with her life, kind of just coasting (I mean. Coasting for her), and she’s a bit bored with her life, but there’s not very much she can do to challenge herself at this point—she’s built her empire, she’s made her legacy. But she’s feeling a bit restless, the same restlessness that got her to this point, that drive to be more.

And then one day, someone from her war correspondent days walks into her office, one Hank Henshaw, who saved her life when she was just a rookie war correspondent who knew absolutely nothing, comes to see her. And he’s talking about this New England small time politician he wants her to go see, at some retirement center, and that’s it. He’s never called upon that debt, never used her for political or financial gain. Cat’s just thinking no way is she the real thing, at this point (especially without Sunny Danvers in her life), more than a bit jaded with humanity and pessimistic.

But the man who once saved her life is asking her for a favor, and it’s not power or money or a position of influence. It’s simply to go to this place in Middle of Nowhere, New Hampshire, and hear some imbecile speak. And this is what old friends do for someone who owes a life debt (and maybe she herself is just a little bit hopeful, just a little bit curious. This is someone who has Hank Henshaw’s faith. Henshaw might be the most honorable and decent man she knows—and for someone who’s life’s work is to ferret out secrets, who refuses to keep her head in the sand, that means something).

And then on the way, maybe she stops in New York to visit her old friend Lucy Lane, who’s working for gage whitney, making rich white guys even richer. Both stuck in their ruts, uninspired.

And Lucy tells her to come back if she sees the real thing. Cat gives a bit of a sarcastic laugh and asks her how the hell would she even know—and Lucy tells her she’s seen Cat excited before, truly excited. Lucy will just know.

(and maybe Cat did her background research on her way there—she was a journalist first. Foster child, with a life plagued by tragedy, adopted by one of the state’s oldest families. Some went to college on military scholarship, had a bit of a career as an artist after serving her 4 years of active duty. Single. Spotless record. Very few relationships, married to her work. Cousin’s a journalist, two tattoos, worked as a diplomat after the artistic stint, majored in art and political science, minor in linguistics. Licensed pilot. Polyglot. Sister of Alexandra “Alex” Danvers, former army medic and Surgeon General. Again, she’s Cat Grant—she does her homework)

So Cat goes to that retirement center and is just prepared to have some really mediocre chicken. She’s barely paying attention—she even has a crossword in front of her—even has it be paper, to prove a point that she’s not busy with a work email or something truly important on her phone Nope. It’s a crossword puzzle. And then there’s the question from the dairy farmer—why did she vote on the way she did on those milk subsidies? That hurt a lot of dairy farmers.

And then there’s just this pause before Kara goes, “Yeah. I screwed you on that one.” And Cat’s head just rockets up and she immediately stops what she’s doing because this is something Cat’s never seen. And she watches as this politician explain that the reason that she didn’t do something very politically advantageous—in a state where dairy farms are big, this small tiny state where those votes really do matter—was because she didn’t want children to go hungry. She wanted children to be able to buy milk.

What you are taught in every college political science class, every high school civics class, in every democratic society, the goal of every politician is to be reelected. And yet this is something that won’t score her any political points, will make her lose constituents—she didn’t offer justification, like oh I voted for this because they’d give us better grazing laws, or anything. This was flat out “I did it for starving children. Not for you.”

And just. She’s almost a little bit pissed because goddammit Hank was right, Cat is absolutely  hooked. She’s completely bamboozled and yeah like Josh she’s just in awed shock and she comes into Lucy Lane’s firm, dripping wet, hair a frizzy mess, outfit ruined,—and this is Cat fucking Grant, she never looks anything but pristine, not a hair out of place—just grinning. And Lucy just stops talking to the client about the deal that would have made her a partner, the culmination of her career and everything she’s been working for her entire adult life—and it’s one of the easiest decisions she’s ever made.

And then Winn, drunk off his ass because he thinks he’s going to get fired tonight because he told if she’s asked about her vote against the dairy farmers tonight she should, and only because it’s the easiest thing to remember, tell the truth.

And then Alex comes in and fires everyone but Winn—which Kara protests wildly at because Kara still doesn’t think that she’s actually going to get elected, that she’s just doing to keep her opponent honest and talk about some issues and be very comfortable conceding the race but Alex has been in politics, has plans for Kara and knows that they could go all the way to the White House, Hank as VP for anyone worried about having such a young woman as President, Alex as Chief of Staff. (and there’s a reason Alex has never planned on running for the White House and that’s a)she is horrible at any type of public speeches and b) Sierra Tuscon, drinks, and pills.)

And then Winn goes all the way to California to visit his old friend James (complete with the James falling into his pool scene with the sheer white shirt because I may be gay but I have eyes and EQUALITY). Winn lets James know that. Well. Yeah, you’re right kara’s never heard of you but Alex sure has. And yes, Kara Danvers is a good person. And that’s all it takes for James to pack up from his 500k a year job to the one that pays 600 a week.

And so now Kara has a team of Lucy Lane, Hank Henshaw, Alex Danvers, Winn Schott, James Olsen, and Cat Grant. And she’s worried now, because she was never supposed to win. She’s just there to make her speeches and keep her opponent honest because they may live in a time where a woman could be president and a black man can be VP—but a straight female president. Not a gay one. But Alex was right and they win and they’re off to the White House. So Kara keeps her secret, and hopes (prays) that no one finds out, because she’s been so very careful, not even Alex knows.

And if Kara thinks that Cat Grant is witty and fierce and determined and witty and sarcastic and absolutely radiant? Well, she’ll keep that to herself.

honestly I just realized why I liked s1 of supergirl more (asides from lack of feminism in s2) it was because there was no Straights to ruin it for me

you shipped karolsen? nice we all did! supercat? even if not romantically everyone loved their platonic relationship. superlane? Nice. alex and lucy? NICE. even general danvers was around there somewhere. 1 or 2 max fans were out there I guess but there were no ship wars and no hate and I didn’t miss it one bit. 

but here we are,, back at the cw,,, we should have known

Gresta is another good friend of Alex. A lone pirate captain, even though technically she’s not really a captain. You need a crew to be captain of, which she lacks. She sails the 4 seas in search of stealing treasure from other pirates. Her greed is only matched by her arrogance, which doesn’t make her very tolerable company to have around. Both her and Alex share a love for the sea, and when Alex needs to get from one sea to another, or get the lowdown on some nasty sea creatures, she turns to her pirate pal. Gresta is famous for her signature weapon, The Aqua Blade. A blue tinted cutlass forged from a rare deep sea gem that is near unbreakable. 

And here we have the third in a trio of friends. I wanted Alex to have a friend that was tough, surly and a bit arrogant from time to time. There was no initial design for her character, I literally just pulled this out of my ass. A canine humanoid pirate lass. But I like it, we need a large dominate female character that’s not a villain. 

sanvers gay af headcanon where they stay up after having sex and maggie who’s a lil bookworm nerd reads alex her favourite poetry and alex plays with her hair while she does so and alex loves this one small poem by leonard cohen called ‘the sweetest little song’ and it’s only two lines long

you go your way
i’ll go your way too

and it just sort of hits alex and she loves it to bits and it becomes like Their Poem™ and they get matching tattoos, alex gets one line on her right side sort of above her hip and maggie gets it on her left side on her ribs so when they stand next to each other the tattoos touch

And just like that, there’s another crisis. This fandom’s exhausting.

I don’t believe that Alex would blow off Kara either, BUT… there’s a but:

  • I understand that Ales is learning to balance the two things. 
  • Last week Alex almost “lost” Maggie because she put Kara first. 

Now, I’m NOT saying that blowing her sister off to go on a date is right, what I am saying is that Alex is at that stage where she has to learn to balance her life between Kara and Maggie, and coming from an almost-falling-out last week she is probably a bit disoriented and scared of losing Maggie again… 

It’s not going to be pretty, conversations are going to have to happen between Alex & Kara and Aled & Maggie and they may not be pleasant. But I’M SO HERE FOR IT, Because life’s like that, and these kind of problems are going to have to be dealt with at some point. 

I guess my point here is… don’t spam the tags with pointless rants about Alex blowing Kara off… it’s all part of the story, personally I would LOOOOOOVE to se some big (like… BIG) conflict come between the two sisters, their relationship is the best thing of the show so seeing it “tested” is always interesting (provided we get the happy ending afterwards of course) just sit back and enjoy. :)

First things first- I’m not a native English speaker, I suck hard at grammar and some additional things and -you know.. I’m a bit shaky articulating myself - read with this warning in mind and have fun!

Some time ago I happened to catch an episode of Flapjack on TV. Each time I see it I get more impressed by this show– each time it seems wilder and more vibrant than the last time – just the finest breed of unpredictable. And maaaan I love the location of this show. This filthy, moldy, contagious harbor, isolated in the eye of the dead sea but containing so much bursting life in its small belly. God I love the possibilities of this place – its so fun how it expands and shrinks according to the story, almost as if its it own independent character, it’s silent but it moves and talks and reacts and breathes. This makes it feel so much bigger and exiting – I could gawk  at this gorgeous art design forever, and I probably will, but I got caught of guard and distracted by the the end credits for a moment-

Well this explains a lot!

For the ones that might not know him, Alex Kirwan is a artist doodling his path trough the last 2/3 or so decades of commercial cartooning. His involvement in animation isn’t limited to just one title but is pretty much scattered around various fields of production, as far as I’m aware of he’s done character design, story-boarding, layouts.. but what I really wanna get at is his career as an art designer, because I think he displays a kind of quality that hasn’t been done this well by anyone else.

Although I’m writing this with the purpose to praise Alex, I’m not entirely sure if I’m getting my information from the right sources, I’m not even sure how much involvement he had in Flapjack but he’s listed as an  co art director (with the wonderful Paula Spence driving it til the end of the series) for the first few episodes soooooo I’m gonna milk it for the sake of explaining my point of view. And of course remember that he is not doing his job all alone and there are many many artist responsible for the creation and quality of these, artist I highly recommend looking into as well.

As far as we’re concerned here is what’s Alex been art directing-

My Life as a Teenage Robot

The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack

 Wander Over Yonder

You can see how varied the styles are and which influences they descent from – he tackles some of the most sophisticated and difficult graphic styles possible and skillfully converts them into children animation. There is a lot of sweaty work here, but also so much to give.

This is honestly the thing I am most impressed by – the lightness and playfulness he can pull out of these otherwise very intense and/or serious art-forms.  The worlds he draws seem so effortless and blissfully unaware of all the difficult construction that is holding them together,  making them ready to fully embrace the cartoony world they’re set in. It is interesting how he uses the most unnatural elements to make a world seem more natural.

Another thing I’m deeply fascinated with is his fearless use of color - this at a time where BGs were drawn traditionally and wrong decisions couldn’t afford a do over. Too much work.

Just look at it

He sense of colors is something completely different than what we’re used to. Not only does he extract a bold contrast between the characters and BGs he also doesn’t shy away from using less pleasurable shades. With that I mean that he fully embraces ‘uglier’’ tones- grays, browns, this weird dirty yellow- and manages to combine them into appealing groups using their disadvantage to either highlight some action or to convey a specific mood.

Here we get introduced to the most important value of his – designing BGs like writing a story.

We now saw that he uses good effort and skill to create environments that feel enriching to the plot and characters and uses every means he can to explore the world he opened.

What makes him stand out is his commitment to storytelling

Similar to my earlier description where Flapjacks home was silently talking to us, so do every of his other shows. The environments are responsive of the actions taking place in front of them, completely aware of their weird strange surroundings – this however, gives the viewer the impression that what we see in the background is not just a picture serving as a display of some location for the characters to stand on, but that it’s a little part of a much bigger world the characters are residing in.   It gives the viewer a itch for more.

This doesn’t depend only on the art, but it can grab our interest from a different angle.

His strong sense of graphic simplicity and stylisation allows to grow a good deal of characterization that is unique to its situation, on the other site, the flat environments does not allow much movement trough space. You can do a highly dynamic, detailed tracing shot over mountains in Adventure time for instance, where the style is much more grounded in mass, you can not do that in WOY.

Backgrounds of course are just a layer of skin, a piece of multiple symbiosis’ of a much bigger organism that is animation. The shows that are being mentioned here are respectfully different, and the art adapts to their differences while simultaneously being its own being with its own language.

Anyway, I wanted to do this analysis to direct some attention to a artist that I think is truly remarkable and was able to distribute a great experience trough a medium that is difficult to handle- and I hope you’ve got some happiness from it, I did.

You know, I’ve seen posts about how there might be a universe where Krypton didn’t die. But have you ever thought about the universe where Alex did, because Kara never heard on the news Alex’s plane crashed? Maybe she got to her date a little bit late, or her date wasn’t a dick who left after a few minutes and she was distracted. Or maybe she was just too late, or actually did forget how to fly, and by the time she relearned it was too late. But if there’s a universe where Krypton survives, there’s one where Alex doesnt

dad magnus
  • wearing horrible hawaiian shirts
  • he has a beard
  • alex pretends to hate the beard
  • but she legitimately hates the shirts
  • magnus can cook, actually
  • he makes homemeade pizza
  • magnus’s and alex’s wedding rings have perthro (the rune) inscribed on the underside
  • because they’re already part of the godsdamned family and they aren’t going to forget that
  • magnus has long hair
  • he’s very tan, now
  • boi got a bit of a belly
  • but he wears it well
  • he would take them all on camping trips, to the same place he used to go with his mom, and tell them stories
  • does a mean barbecue
  • older dad magnus walks around in flip-flops, khaki shorts, and hawaiian-print shirts
  • he’s not really your typical rough-and-tumble football dad, though
  • alex is the one who can do football
  • alex has nearly murdered him with a football
  • dad magnus being the most understanding, chill parent you could ask for
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I see no difference.


Just a tiny bit on height, distance, air position, edges on that entry spread eagle, speed on approach, flow out of it, edge control on exit, direct transition out of it, axis, upper body control, am I missing something?


And I just picked one of Yuzuru’s 3A version, the one out of a spread eagle to give a direct comparison. (I won’t even start about how Shoma smartly uses that spread eagle to push for the jump, that’s another story. But one good one since Higuchi&Co have maybe finally done something good :D Or maybe it was Alex. Probably it was Alex.)

The reason Yuzu’s 3A is considered the current best (a moment of silence for Han Yan 3A who has decided to take a break in the race) is for the total control he has on entry and exit edge, whatever transitions he is doing in and out, for the combination of height and distance, for his text-book perfect air position, for his axis, for his flow in and even more out of it and for the tiny fact that despite doing crazy transitions in and out of it, in all his senior career he almost never missed it.


But maybe you saw it backwards? After all Shoma does a cantilever out of that 3A (well, usually after the exit, when he doesn’t have to put down both his feet and push on it, because his edge control on exit is often quite shaky or the fact he can’t keep that cantilever much long because his speed out of it is what it is, but let’s not speak about these details) not a 3A out of cantilever… (I can’t image his 3A backward is much better than forwards version, tho).


I agree his 3A is much better than his 4F, but technically wise his 4F is really not a great jump. Prerotations issue aside, it’s a jump with little height and little distance, a jump that has a air time on par with his 3F, a jump that’s smaller than many ladies triples, so… yeah, his 3A is much better than that, but it doesn’t mean much.


And his 3A is better than many others around, but this tells more about the sad state of 3A nowadays than about Shoma’s 3A.


Bonus gif to backcounter 3a ‘cause I say so.

Love Through the Hate

pairing: lams

modern middle/high school AU

request: anon: Please Make more fanfics. If you need inspiration I will freestyle for you. Okay It would be a Lams. John Laurens dad would hurt John because he’s gay. Alex will comfort him. Good Luck I don’t mean to be needy but, It has been a while since you made a fanfic and I am happy with all your new followers (You deserve them) Yeah so have a nice day.

word count: 2015

warnings: homophobia, hitting, does it count as physical abuse? if someone getting hit triggers you please don’t read

a/n: well i’ve been not productive about this blog lately. whoops. IF HOMOPHOBIA OR A FATHER HITTING HIS SON BECAUSE OF HATE IS A TRIGGER FOR YOU DO NOT READ. please, take care of yourself first.

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“John, how come you never have me over at your house? Like, for dinner or whatever?”

John fidgets in his seat, picks at a loose thread on his sleeve, drums his fingers on the table, leans back and looks at the clock, does everything he can to avoid answering Alex’s question.

“John.”


John stares down at his lunch tray.

Alex sighs. “Why won’t you answer my question?”


John looks his boyfriend straight in the eyes. “Many reasons.”

John’s six and asks what the word “gay” means, having heard it at school. His father explodes on a long rant about homosexuality and his hatred of it. John just sits there, feeling uneasy but not wanting to walk out, not wanting his father’s wrath to be turned on him.

John’s eight and he and his parents are at a clothing store, shopping for new jeans for him. Two men walk past, holding hands, and his father voices a very loud complaint about that. He says a word that John tries to forget, but it feels like it’s been branded into his brain forever.

John’s ten and he should be getting crushes on girls, should be finding other girls pretty, but instead, he finds himself admiring the other boys in his gym class, thinking that boy who sits next to him is really cute. He’s supposed to be able to tell his father about everything. But he can’t breathe a word about this. He knows what his dad will say, what his dad will do to him. At least, he’s heard his dad talking about what he’d do to gay people. He’s terrified.

John’s twelve and on the day that the Supreme Court rules that same-sex marriage is going to be legal in all fifty states, he wants to cheer, wants to scream his happiness to the whole world. His dad sits shocked in front of the TV and growls hateful things under his breath at the screen, at the endless flashing pictures of gay and lesbian couples celebrating their victory.

John’s thirteen and he’s checking out the guys instead of the girls and he realizes that he’s gay. He wants to cry when he figures it out. He doesn’t want to change, he just doesn’t want his dad to hurt him.

John’s fourteen and a new guy comes to school. One look, and he’s gone, fallen, but he’s held back by the fear that his father has implemented in him. He gets to be friends with the guy, eventually, and comes out to him. The guy is bi and they start dating and John’s in heaven. He tells the guy everything except any mention of his dad. He’s worried as to how the guy will react.

Alex notices that John is close to crying, with the memories washing over him. “Oh, no, sweetie, don’t cry, please,” he says quietly, hesitantly taking John’s hand in his. “What’s wrong?”

“The reason…” John swallows. “My dad. That’s the reason. He’s–he’s homophobic.”

Alex digests this information.

“It can’t be that bad, can it?” he wonders. John violently shakes his head, and the first few tears escape his eyes.

“It is that bad, Alex, it is…it’s so, so bad.”

“C’mon, surely he’d be fine with just meeting me. You don’t even have to tell him we’re dating.”

John shakes his head again. “No, Alex, you don’t understand! I love you and there’s nothing more that I want than to introduce you to my family. But he hates any mention of gay people, it’s really bad, like, he’s said that he will kill gay people if he has the chance and I’m…I’m scared, I don’t wanna get hurt and I don’t want anything to happen to you,” he finishes, breaking down fully in silent tears.

Alex lets his boyfriend cry, rubbing his back, and he doesn’t bring it up for a month.

John kind of hopes that Alex will drop it, but Alexander Hamilton doesn’t give up easily, if ever.

Alex brings it up at lunch again. “Today, after school, could I come over for dinner to meet your parents?”


John sighs. “We’ve been over this, Alex.”


“Can’t I just meet them? We don’t have to say we’re dating. You can introduce me as your friend. Please?”

I’m gonna regret this.

Alex is doing his puppy dog eyes that John can’t resist. John tries to argue with him for a couple minutes, but Alex wins, and they both text their parents to inform them of the plans.

Nerves are building in John’s stomach for the rest of the day after lunch. Alex meets him outside the front doors after school with a simple “hey” and John feels like he’s going to cry because he doesn’t want Alex to get hurt and it be his fault because he didn’t fight harder.

They’re a block away from John’s house when John abruptly stops.

“What’s wrong?” Alex asks, backtracking.

“I don’t think we should do this.”

“Why not?” Alex asks, and John’s words stick in his throat, all of his good arguments dying before they live.

Alex pulls him off to the side of the sidewalk, tilts his head back, and kisses him, deep and long and full, and John’s gasping for breath when he pulls away. All thoughts have been blanked out of his mind, all he can think about is Alex.

“No, wait, do that again,” John pleads, reaching for Alex, and even though they’ve got somewhere to be, even though there are other people walking past, Alex kisses him again, and they both forget about everything.

It’s been a good fifteen minutes by the time the pair finally starts walking in the direction of John’s house again.

Before they go inside, John stares at his reflection, trying to get rid of the blushing, just-made-out-with-my-boyfriend look. He fixes his hair and takes several deep breaths while Alex does the same.

“Ready?” Alex asks.

“No.”


John opens the door anyway.

“Hello, boys,” his mother says, smiling down at them. “You are…?”

“Alexander Hamilton, but you can call me Alex, ma’am,” Alex says, sticking his hand out for Mrs. Laurens to shake. She looks surprised for a second, then laughs.

“No need for such stiff formalities,” she tells him, and Alex nods.

“Come on in. You can hang out in John’s room until dinner is ready,” she adds, and Alex and John step inside.

They go to John’s room and sit on his bed and John is kind of embarrassed because, well, they’re on a bed, and the door is closed and locked, but he can’t even kiss Alex for fear of his father.

So they play games on their phones for what seems like forever, competing against each other, laughing at the failures and celebrating the triumphs.

“Boys! Food!”

“Your mom gets it,” Alex mutters as he picks himself up from where he’s sprawled across John’s comforter. John tries not to stare at Alex’s long, lanky figure. He smiles in agreement as the nerves take over again.

Dinner is stiff and awkward. Mr. and Mrs. Laurens keep up a jerky flow of conversation that skips and stutters. John is trying not to give anything away, but he’s so anxious that it’s not working very well. Alex desperately wants to hold John’s hand but can’t.

“So, why are you here? What is your relation to John?” Mr. Laurens asks, turning to Alex. “What was your name again?”

“Alexander Hamilton, sir,” Alex says, sensing that Mr. Laurens wants the stiff formalities that Mrs. Laurens disregarded.

“And…?”

“I’m his b-best friend, sir,” Alex says, stuttering a little on the b. John’s eyes widen in fear that he tries to hide, really not wanting Alex to say boyfriend.

Mr. Laurens stares at Alex. “Alright. Are you sure there’s not something more? You two seem awfully comfortable around each other. You positive you’re not a–”


John stands up.

“What is it, son,” Mr. Laurens asks, sneering.

“Don’t say that word,” John states, his voice trembling. “Do you even know the history of it? Why people say it?”

“I didn’t say anything!” his father protests.

“Oh, you’ve said it plenty of times before,” John snaps back, fire in his veins, fury coursing through him because he has had enough.

“Why are you defending that? Those people are–”


“Because I’m one of them.”


Dead silence.

Mrs. Laurens looks at John and nods, once, signifying that she’s okay with him and that he can go to her if needed.

Alex can’t just sit there. He stands up. “I’m bi. And I’m dating John.”

Mr. Laurens looks like his eyes are about to bulge out of his skull.

He lunges for his son.

What happens next is a blur.

John drops to the ground and tries to hide under the table, Mr. Laurens swings a fist at him, Mrs. Laurens shouts for her husband to stop, Alex stands there, frozen and speechless for once in his life. He created this disaster, and he thinks he might cry.

“Henry! STOP!” Mrs. Laurens screams, and in the sudden quiet that follows, the dull thud that Mr. Laurens’s fist makes as it hits John’s arm is very clear.

Alex can’t breathe.

Mrs. Laurens pulls Mr. Laurens into the kitchen and a shouting match begins.

John crawls out from under the table and stands up. He winces when Alex puts a hand on his arm, and Alex can already see a bruise beginning to form. Alex wants to cry, but John starts to cry first, and Alex pulls his boyfriend close and lets him rest his head on his shoulder. John cries into the fabric of Alex’s shirt, muttering something that Alex can’t hear properly, a mix of swear words and furious ramblings and scared sentence fragments.

“I’m so sorry, John, so sorry,” Alex says over and over, and at some point he starts crying too.

“I…” John hiccups. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Alex whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to John’s forehead. “We’ll get through this. I promise.”


Mrs. Laurens comes out of the kitchen. “He’ll leave in half an hour. I’m sticking with you, baby boy.”

John smiles gratefully at his mother but doesn’t move from where he’s cuddled up to Alex. “Thanks, Mom, I didn’t…I knew that would happen. That’s why I didn’t wanna tell him…”

Guilt washes over Alex for about the thousandth time. “I’m so sorry,” he says.

John waves his hand. “He was gonna find out eventually. A secret that big…you can’t keep it for your whole life, which was the other option.”

“And it’s nice to finally meet you,” Mrs. Laurens says. “Be good to John, okay?”

Alex nods. His throat feels like it’s constricting.

“Take him upstairs and help him calm down. Take a shower or something, baby, okay?” she advises.

“Yes, Mom,” John says. He turns to his boyfriend. “C’mon.”

“I feel so bad,” Alex confesses when they’re in John’s room, and he starts crying a bit again. “I made you do that and you got hurt and I will never forgive myself and I’m sorry I don’t think that expresses how regretful I am and I feel horrible I’m so sorry–”

John shuts him up with a kiss.

It’s hesitant and chaste at first, but then Alex deepens the kiss and they fall onto John’s bed, still kissing. John’s oddly cold, and he breaks the kiss to burrow under the blankets. Alex joins him after texting his mom and telling her that he’s spending the night at John’s. It’s a Friday, so that’s okay.

“We’re gonna be okay,” John says directly into Alex’s ear, and Alex repeats it, and both of them say that until they kiss again once more.

“I love you,” they then repeat. Alex brushes his lips over John’s forehead. The other boy is sleepy and soon succumbs to sleep.

Alex watches John fall asleep, and he only sleeps when his eyes close from exhaustion. He watches over him. He doesn’t want anything else to happen.

They love each other even through the hate they face from John’s dad.

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coquel-iicot  asked:

some poly hamilsquad with a reader who has a speech impediment ( trouble making certain sounds, saying certain words, etc etc.),,? i have a speech impediment and i just ! love your hcs so much !!

boss’ memo : aaaa thank you !! ‘m a lil nervous ‘cause i don’t have a speech impediment, so please let me know if i did this correctly !


  • i hope you’re okay with having alex’s full attention on you, because he thinks every thing that you’ve got to say is important and deserves to be heard,, (he’s right, of course)
    • he’s always excited?? to hear you talk because you’ve got such a brilliant mind and he’s going to fight anyone who says otherwise !!
    • he’s aware that you might be a bit self-conscious about talking, so if you dislike being put on the spot, let him know ahead of time so he can tell them off,,
      • in general just let ‘em know what you’re okay with and not okay with! he likes to tease and make fun, sure, but please don’t be afraid–he’d never make fun of something you’re not in control of! (a page he’s taken out of john’s book, actually!)
  • john’s really patient whenever you talk, and please don’t worry–he doesn’t think you or your voice is annoying!! (actually, s’one of the most beautiful things he’s ever heard, and no he isn’t saying that just because he adores you) he wants to listen to what you have to say, never mind how you say it!
    • he’ll actually fight someone who interrupts you / talks over you–they’re not allowed to do that!!
    • he doesn’t know much when it comes to speech impediments, and while it’s obviously not your job to teach him ‘bout ‘em, expect him to ask you lots of questions out of genuine curiosity!!
      • though, let him know if he ever makes you uncomfortable with his questioning–after all, he’s asking so that he can make you more comfortable, and to do otherwise would defeat the purpose!
  • hercules might accidentally finish your sentences,, (though he does this with everyone, let him know it bugs you–it’s okay!!) if you’re shy, he won’t make you talk, but whenever you do, you can see his eyes light up,, even for the little things, like ordering food or answering a question make him proud!!
    • pray (or don’t) for anyone who tries to imitate or make fun of how you speak because herc’s going to do that specific thing where he takes a step and is suddenly in their face, glaring down at them with a, “run that by me again.”
      • once he’s aware that this is a problem, he’s going to be p good at picking up on it! nothing really shuts a person down like hercules mulligan (a generally positive person known for laughing loudly at pretty much anything) giving them a look and flatly stating, “that’s not funny.”
    • he’s also a big fan of just listening to you speak,, it’s often that you’ll find him with his head on your lap as one of you talks to the other!!
  • if you’re comfortable, laf would like you to sing to him ? just because he can be a bit intimidating doesn’t mean that he’s not listening–it might not always look like he is, but he is!! and out of the boys, he’s the most familiar when it comes to speech impediments and what it feels like to be unable to convey how you feel in a way you’d prefer,,
    • if you ever feel self-conscious, there’s something comforting about the way lafayette will say, “clearly they weren’t worthy of listening to your gorgeous voice anyway.”
      • as always, he’s on your side and cheering you on for anything you want to do–and no, your speech impediment doesn’t mean you can or can’t do it!! he has confidence in you! you can do it!
    • he’s really casual and won’t really make any accommodations or treat you any differently (not that the others really do, but you honestly can’t tell the difference with him) unless you’d like him to
  • in general, the boys will go off of what you want!! ‘cause everyone’s case is different, and they want to make sure you can feel safe and that you can talk freely around them !! they love you and your voice deserves to be heard just as much as theirs do!

anonymous asked:

Do you have any thoughts about how Maggie and Alex acted in the interrogation room when Alex kinda crashed in? I especially loved Maggie's face when Alex kissed her cheek lol

Well when Alex walks in Maggie takes a defensive stance, with her arms crossed. I think Maggie is a little caught off guard by the way Alex is acting. After Alex says, ““…a heads up next time would be nice before you arrest my friend”, Maggie’s response is exactly how I would assume from level-headed Maggie “Come on, you know that’s not how this works. I don’t intervene with your job and you don’t question mine”. 

Alex is in the wrong here. It sounds like they have discussed this issue before and agreed to stay out of each other’s work; not to mention if anyone should understand Maggie’s job and what it entails, it SHOULD be Alex.

I also think that Maggie feels a bit guilty that she didn’t give Alex a little head’s up (even though she wasn’t obligated to) and that is why she gives in. She truly believes Winn is innocent and she needs help so she lets Winn go with Alex. 

After it is all said and done, Maggie is a tad defeated. It doesn’t feel good to have people undermine her job, especially someone who knows how much her job means to her. But she also knows that Alex is coming from a place of love and would never intentionally try to hurt/offend her, so they compromise. 

The kiss on the cheek is telling because Alex purposely goes for her cheek and Maggie purposely offers her cheek. Alex realized she was stepping on Maggie’s toes and Maggie wants Alex to know she is a little hurt. They leave on good terms, both relenting to the other–trying to show mutual respect and love. 

I also want to point out that while Alex was in the wrong, they both were able to come together (rather quickly) and sort it all out. Once again, showing the audience that all relationships have their flaws but healthy communication is the key to a solid relationship! #SanversInventedHealthyRelationships2k17

TheFourthSoul (Alex) submitted:

So I drew this thing of my Chara, Undertune Chara, meeting the Charataker

It did not go over well

And no I’m not sorry, why do you ask

(In case you’re wondering, the reason Undertune Chara says “an organ” is because all the characters in Undertune have their designs based off of instruments. Chara was an organ. So yeah, enjoy that little bit of fourth-wall smashing.)

anonymous asked:

don't you think that alex being so calm about what maggie did was a bit weird? it felt a bit weird to me....i thought she'd be mad or freak out, or something

No, it didn’t feel weird to me. They are adults, having a mature, emotionally stable relationship. They are at a point in which Alex is so confident in what they have, in Maggie’s feelings for her, that she doesn’t see a reason to worry about Maggie making the same mistake again and hurting her like that.

Alex knows Maggie enough to know she was probably worried. Which she was. If you re-watch the scene, Maggie was frantic, terrified of losing Alex. She probably was at a point, mentally, where she regressed to that 14 year old kid that was told to pack up her things and leave her home, her family. And what she needed was reassurance that she wasn’t being kicked out again. And that’s what Alex, as a sensible adult who knows that our past mistakes don’t define who we are, gave her – she was everything Maggie needed in that moment: loving, calm, understanding.

This might be Alex’s first real relationship, but in a sense it is too for Maggie. I believe this is the most open and honest Maggie has allowed herself to be with anyone, and things will only get more honest and open from now on. Maggie has to stop self-sabotaging her happiness and learn to accept she does deserve love, and Alex is proving that to her. This relationship is giving Maggie so many healing moments… 

I might have issues with the execution and production side of things regarding Sanvers, but this is a truly beautiful, romantic story between two women who are learning to be open, and honest, and raw thanks to each other. And as someone who needs a little bit of healing from past shitty relationships, it’s something really nice to watch. 

Also, it would’ve been hypocritical of her to freak out when just last week she was defending Mon-El’s right to a fresh start.