Okay but imagine socially awkward and closed off Alexander Gideon Lightwood is actually amazing with kids:
Babies love Alec. One day Izzy rushes in with an infant that is .1 seconds from exploding and just throws the baby into Alec’s arms while Clary, Simon, and Magnus look on in confusion. But Jace just laughs and goes “Do your thing baby whisperer” and Alec just smiles down gently runs a soft finger down the babies cheeks all the while making a little humming noise and the child just immediately goes silent. Magnus possibly dies on spot.
But it doesn’t really stop there because all kids just seem to love him. They find Madzie and take her away from Iris and the entire time she clings to Alec. Who is more than content to prop her on his shoulder or on his lap. Basically he walks with her propped on his hip as he quietly shows her the institution.
Luke hear’s about these abilities and he brings Alec around to deal with some of the pups in his pack who go a bit stir crazy around the time of the moon. The pup’s demand that Alec become an official member of the pack, the Nephilim can’t have him.
And the Lightwoods first realized this with Izzy. She was a difficult baby especially when it came to sleeping and nothing seemed to put her to sleep. That is until three year old Alec crawled out of bed one night and gently reached towards his little sisters hand her whimpers stilling.
Max’s first word was Alec. Honestly Maryse and Robert couldn’t even be mad because really what did they expect.
when you think about it now from this new focal point, the o helga natt clip isn’t just a raw, stolen moment between two people in love. it’s everything. it’s alive and beautiful and it showed even that he could be loved despite himself. we know how the story ends, but the beginning is the hardest part.
honestly though i love my babysitter’s a vampire because it’s LITERALLY aparody of just about every popular/main stream supernatural (with the focus mainly being on vampires of course) but also at the same time flipping it on their heads and making it THEIRS. Like you got Twilight (human falls for vampire), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (white chapel is a beacon for the supernatural), Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, etc, etc. I love it and it should’ve HAD MORE SEASONS AND NOT JUST BEEN CUT OFF ON A FUCKING CLIFF HANGER GOD FUCKING DAMMIT
ok but, don’t think about how aaron only trusted himself to kiss robert’s cheek, and even that was so long and lingering as if it took his strength to pull back.
he could’ve hugged robert, gripped onto his jacket like a million times before, but he knew he’d never be able to leave robert’s arms, those arms that felt more like home than any house in the world. he could’ve kissed robert, melted into it like so he always does, but he knew all he’d be able to taste is tears. his tears or robert’s, he wouldn’t be sure, but he didn’t want the memory of how robert’s lips tasted to be tainted by tears.
so all he could do was kiss robert’s cheek, because he had to feel his husband one last time, had to make sure he had time to imprint the sensation in his mind so if he can’t cling onto robert anymore, at least he can cling onto the memory of him
-butch deloria as a little kid wondering why his skin is dark and his hair is jet black but he doesn’t look quite like the other kids with dark skin and hair
-butch deloria asking his mom about his heritage and being told they’re native american and nothing more
-butch deloria having a million questions and zero answers
-butch deloria not being able to tell if she just doesn’t want to talk about it or if she doesn’t know anything either
-butch deloria finding the only book in the vault that says anything about natives say terrible, racist things
-butch deloria thinking about his mother and thinking they might be true
-butch deloria digging through centuries of dead relatives stuff to find anything to prove that stupid book wrong
-butch deloria finding only a few pictures and a couple other things belonging to his great-great-great-grandparents before the war
-butch deloria seeing the faces of his ancestors, men with long hair and bolo ties, women with tried braids and friendly eyes, all of them with round faces and sharp cheekbones just like his
-butch deloria finding a box of glass beads, separated by color in neat compartments, and single vamp, beautifully beaded but crumbling and falling apart in his hands due to improper storage and care
-butch deloria crawling around on the floor trying to find every single bead that fell off and putting them in the right compartments in the bead box
-butch deloria taking the little box back to his room, keeping it hidden behind his dresser only taking it out when hes sure that no one, not even his mother would catch him
-butch deloria thinking he must be the last native in the american wasteland
-butch deloria taking the box with him when he leaves the vault just in case he’s wrong
-butch deloria trying to figure out how to do beading by himself because he embroidered the gang’s jackets, it cant be too difficult
-butch deloria frustrated but carefully pulling the beads off the mess of bead work he tried and failed to do and sticking them back in the box
-butch deloria hearing rumors of places called Rez’s somewhere out west, maybe north or south where native communities thrive
-butch deloria traveling so far and so long but finally making it to people who look like him, welcome him, and are able to tell him about his ancestry and finally answer all the questions he had as a kid
-butch deloria being able to connect with his culture
With your desire defined, quietly go within and shut the door behind you. Lose yourself in your desire; feel yourself to be one with it; remain in this fixation until you have absorbed the life and name by claiming and feeling yourself to be and to have that which you desired. When you emerge from the hour of prayer you must do so conscious of being and possessing that which you heretofore desired.
when a guys being super chipper with her, look at him in the background - like wtffff
when betty and the other guys date is mentioned
when there talking about the fact betty says its not a date, jughead says she literally used the words its a date
jughead hearing crap about the date, 1. i think he could give two shits about peoples dating live 2. he might deep down care if its betty
she shares with him about polly’s past (its not archie but jughead she goes to with this stuff)
when she jokes about sayonce he cracks a little smile/grin
she doesnt need to say words
he can tell what shes thinking (by the way love that it has suspenders) and his cut little grin
gettings a scare - proximity
his hand guiding her forward
they’ll do this together
he hates seeing her in pain and he will be there
he might not fully get what hes feelign, and i think for betty will pop up. her focus is on this and her sister and hes slowly beocme her safe place, remeber how she no longer feels like she has a safe place with archie
I think about how Larissa Duan came to Samwell under a major that she didn’t love. A major that would bring her parents lots of pride, and would bring her a lot of what her parents thought of as success (aka $$$).
I think of a Larissa Duan that added that extra dosage of creativity on her lab reports, who would doodle in her physics notes, and would day-dream in primary and complimentary colors in psychology.
I think about Larissa Duan, a girl who didn’t speak up, a girl whose voice lay hidden behind a thin smile, whose opinions never left her head and nestled in her long, straight, jet-black hair.
Then I think of a Larissa that met an unruly team of Hockey players, and an infamous Shitty B. Knight.
I think of Lardo, who behind a thin smile, beamed with pride at her new name, her new identity, her new friends. I think of how a rambunctious group of men allowed her to be able to find her inner voice.
I think about how Lardo would look at Shitty, and the glitter of admiration in her eyes when he would talk about subjects he was passionate about. I think about her fascination at Shitty’s determination to forge his own path through life, to redifine what it means to be a Knight. I think about how Lardo decided to change her major to art, under much encouragement from the boys, to much approval from Shitty, and much to her parents’ dismay.
Sometimes I think of a Lardo who cut her hair and with it, cut the ties that held back her personality. I think of how she spiked it up meticulously before heading to the Haus, checking every angle to make sure that every point and every strand looked immaculate, texting Shitty to make sure that he got out of class on time, and would be there. How what she needed after returning from Kenya was to see her boys, and most importantly, Shitty Knight.
She loves the Samwell Men’s Hockey team for showing her that there was more to Larissa Duan. And she loves Shitty Knight for helping her realize who Lardo was.
There are some things that Lardo still hides behind a thin smile.
Like when Shitty B. Knight gives her his dibs, the words “I love you” hum just behind a thin crescent of lip, and instead come out as tears from her eyes.
EMH Hulkeye where Bruce may be a head shorter than Clint but Clint knows that Bruce is the far more dangerous of the two, has seen it since the first time he teamed up with him to stop the spread of the gamma-field. Bruce is small and looks fragile but he shook off the transformation from a 10 foot monster back to himself with dignity and was immediately down to business. Bruce solves unsolvable problems and creates vaccines for gamma mutation in minutes with stuff he made from scratch in the middle of nowhere. God, what else might he be capable of…?
Hulk may be towering and intimidating and strong, but nothing unnerves Clint quite like the hard, calculating gaze in Bruce’s dark eyes when he looks at him. Clint is immediately drawn to him, but also is wary of this slight, dangerous man. Others often marvel at the fact that such a soft spoken and careful person can turn into this huge monstrous powerhouse but Clint, oh, he has seen the fire that burns in that so-called “mild-mannered” scientist’s eyes, and he isn’t surprised at all.