okay this is pretty silly

(long post, sorry)

In spite of everything I love Harley Quinn but, damn, writers treat her so badly. I swear, the temptation to make her actually stupid must be terrible because it’s so often implied, or explicitly stated, that she slept her way through school. First of all, it does not work like that.  Second, she’s not a therapist or a psychologist, she’s a psychiatrist, she’s a fricking MD and a damn young one too. Managing pre-med and collegiate gymnastics that she relied on to keep her scholarship? Harley is fucked up, but she’s not the dumb blonde she plays. (also stop making her stacked, she’s a gymnast. she is 4’11” of pure muscle and is not top heavy)

If you want a good Harley backstory it’s simple. She’s ADHD but medicated and slightly robotic because of it. I want to take special care not to demonize meds but, rather, people’s disapproval of neurodivergence and a lack of focus on what is best for a patient rather than what is most convenient for others. So, maybe, around ten years old Harley is a hyperactive space cadet who’s brilliant at tests but sloppy at coursework, who would be a gymnastics prodigy if she could actually focus on technique and put in practice time instead of fooling around. Then the meds come and it’s actually really cool because she can do the things she needs to do instead of just wanting to do them, doing something else entirely, and getting in trouble. People are proud of her, she’s proud of herself. But now there are expectations. Family and teachers and coaches overschedule her, find worth only in her success and don’t care about her mental health at all as long as she’s performing and castigate her when she does fail. Fuck if you don’t internalize that. But she doesn’t look unhealthy and she’s doing amazing. She actually has to choose between the Olympic trials and continuing her grad studies. She probably has some issues with self-harm but it either doesn’t look like self-harm or is well covered up. 

When Arkham accepts her, fresh from her residency, it’s not a mistake. The woman is amazing. All they can see is a mountain of achievements rather than the seething ball of nerves, self-loathing, and imposter syndrome boiling just under the surface. That’s when Joker comes in. He’s got the Hannibal Lecter shtick down. Where everyone else sees an intelligent driven young woman he sees a frightened overwhelmed girl who is working her hardest to convince the world she’s anyone other than herself. Sending her into a nervous breakdown would be too easy so he doesn’t even bother. Instead he’s open with her, almost friendly. The other doctors are amazed, Harley is amazed, she’s not done anything particularly revolutionary but, for the first time in forever, it looks like the clown prince of crime is showing progress. He unravels her and it’s a challenge, she flinches back and gets very serious when he comes too close to the real Harley under the professional. Still, soon she’s questioning everything. She doesn’t even really like her co-workers. She hasn’t had a real friend in years. She’s forgotten how to have fun. Did she ever want this to be her life or did she just do it for other people? It starts so slowly that it looks, at first, like she’s getting better at self-care. Maybe something totally silly one weekend, a trampoline park where she can enjoy the way her toned body moves without stressing out over landings, a face painting booth at a street fair, some garishly colored downright tacky decoration that clashes with her sensible apartment. Suddenly she realizes how much she hates knowing the difference between cream and ecru. The beigeness of her life is repulsive. She hates the person she’s pretending to be even more that she hates herself which is really saying something.

After her weekend of freedom she would have called in sick if it wasn’t so suddenly important to see him. The relief she feels at talking to one of Gotham’s most infamous supercriminals is disturbing but it is relief and she’s been swallowing a slow-motion panic attack for hours. She admits, though she shouldn’t, that she took his advice about doing something fun and he teases her, what would straight-laced Doctor Quinzel do for fun? Did she realphabetize her sock drawer or buy a new clipboard? It’s not important to impress him, it’s really not. He’s dangerous, cruel, and he looks so proud when she admits that she bought a lamp shaped like a lawn flamingo. The only mistake, he says, is that she should have stolen it. She hopes the wicked thrill it gives her doesn’t show on her face. It does. She almost even laughs. He likes it when he can make her laugh and she likes it when he likes things.

It’s wrong and unprofessional, the relationship she develops, and she knows it but her whole life she’s been so high strung. Nothing she’s done has been for her, she’s not sure she knows how to really do selfish things anymore, but he knows the selfish things she needs to do. It feels good when she follows his advice even when it’s small things like the rainbow striped socks she wears concealed under her very bland slacks and sensible shoes. She’s so happy, almost giddy, and he loves her happiness, he loves her, he loves the real her that she’s had to beat down and hide for so long, the her that even she isn’t able to love. She is able to love him, though, and since he loves her she’s able to love herself for him, to protect and nurture something so important to him.

When the choice comes between her old self, the tedious endless labor of making the world proud, and Him, the spectacular man that brought color into her life, it’s not even a question. She kills Doctor Harleen Quinzel, she throws away the version of her that let herself burn just for medals and hollow accolades. She embraces Harley Quinn and it’s so much a part of her nature she can’t even see that she’s still living her life for someone else’s approval, except this time that person is a murderous clown. She hasn’t let her hair down, she’s just put it in pigtails instead of a bun.

John Laurens x Reader: I like you a lot

A/n: This is the first Hamilton one-shot I wrote, maybe a month and a half ago? I wanted to do John Laurens x Reader because I was in love with Anthony Ramos, haha. But I also was hardcore shipping Lams so in order to balance it out I also wrote a couple of modern Lams one shots. Maybe I’ll post those too someday. Enjoy!


She was a quiet girl, not one for speaking her mind. She held her opinions close to her chest, never letting anyone know what she thought. And that was okay. If she never told anyone what she was thinking, then no one would ever tell her that she was wrong. Or that she was stupid.

Even if in her society’s eyes, she was wrong. And definitely not educated.

It was a rather cloudy, gray day, threatening rain, but it didn’t bother (y/n). The way she figured it, clouds meant less people on the street and therefore less people who would bother her. Not that anyone talked to her anyways, but still.

(Y/n) was part of the background. Sure, she was pretty. She had pretty eyes and nice hair. And it wasn’t like she was poor, or completely stupid. If you asked someone about her, they’d probably say, “(y/n)? Sure, I know her.” But she was just part of the scenery. A tiny part in a large production that was life in New York City.

“Hey! (Y/n!)“ 

A voice squealed excitedly behind her, and (y/n) smiled widely. It was her best friend, Peggy, and her sisters. 

Peggy and (Y/n) became fast friends. They bonded over the fact that they tended to be forgotten. They could always be seen walking together, occasionally with another Schuyler sister going along. 

(Y/n) wasn’t close with the other sisters, Angelina and Eliza, but she said her polite hellos to them and turned her attention to Peggy.

"Hi Peggy!” she said, happy to see her friend. “What do you want to do today?”

“Have you seen the people shouting in the square?” Peggy asked excitedly. “We were going to go see them! Angelina was really excited about it. Want to come along?" 

"Sure!” (Y/n) replied enthusiastically. Then she hesitated. “Is it really okay if I tag along?” She was Peggy’s age, which made the two of them the youngest, so they sometimes felt odd going along with the older girls.

Angelina shrugged and nodded, too excited to get to the shouting to care. “Of course!” Eliza said kindly. Peggy grinned and took (Y/n)’s hand, the Two of them giggling and skipping to the fun.

A man stood on a box, reading something. 

“….Chaos and bloodshed are not the solution!” he called. (Y/n) noticed a group of men standing close by, all looking very annoyed. One man even started arguing with the man reading!

(Y/n) was shocked. She had never seen such courage before.

She wasn’t sure how she felt about the man who seemed to enjoy arguments, so she took a look at the others who were standing in that group.

One man had a bandanna tied around his head. He looked very intense, like he wasn’t afraid to play a little bit rough. Next to him was a thinner man, standing quietly to the side. He looked as though he didn’t want to be there, and kept rolling his eyes at the man who argued with the reader.

And then there was an intense looking guy talking excitedly in half english, half french with his hair pulled back. (Y/n) couldn’t decide what she thought of him.

And next to him…. the prettiest boy (Y/n) had ever seen.

He had long, messy curls pulled back into a ponytail and his cheerful face was covered in freckles. He was looking up at the arguing man with such intensity that she guessed that they must have been very close friends. He seemed happy to watch the shouting that was happening, which normally would have made (y/n) to look elsewhere. But he was so pretty to look at that she found herself unable to look at much else.

Peggy noticed her friend’s stares and grinned. “Do you like him? He’s rather cute, isn’t he?

(Y/n) turned pink. "I don’t even know him, Peg. How could I like him?”

“I don’t know him either! But you should talk to him!”

(Y/n) shook her head. “It doesn’t matter, I’ll probably never see him again anyways. Besides, he’s so attractive, he probably already-”

But she was cut off. All three of the Schuyler sisters pushed her towards him. The force was more than enough….. to send her crashing straight into him.

“Oh! My goodness!” (Y/n) went from pink to red. “I am so sorry!!! I didn’t mean to- I’m so sorry- I’m so silly!”

“Hey, it’s okay,” the pretty boy said, laughing nervously as he helped her up. He shyly kissed her knuckles when she got to her feet. “I’m John Laurens.”

“(Y/n, y/l/n),” She responded just as shyly. Two of the other men were glancing at John, and then (y/n), chuckling. She pretended not to notice.

The man who had been arguing seemed to be done proving people wrong, and approached John. “Hey! That was pretty fantastic, don’t you think?”

“It was, Alexander!” John responded, blushing slightly.

Alexander turned to (y/n). “Who is this young lady?”

“(Y/n),” she said.

“Tell me, (Y/n), what do you think of the revolution? Britain is in the wrong here, don’t you think?”


“Surely, she doesn’t wish to answer your questions, Alexander!” John spoke up, using a playful tone.

Alexander grinned. “I’m glad you fancy the young woman, John, but perhaps you ought to let her speak for herself.” And without another word, he sauntered off to join the other men who stood nearby.

In spite of her strict policy to never share her opinions, (Y/n) started to giggle. 

“What’s so funny? John asked with a small smile.

"Oh, nothing. It’s just…” She giggled again. “You and Alexander seem awfully close….”

“Yeah? What are you saying?” His cheeks were pink.

“Nothing…” (Y/n) suddenly felt a bit awkward. She shouldn’t have said anything. “Well, it was nice to meet you, Mr. Laurens, but… I’m sure my friends are expecting me." 

"Oh.” He seemed disappointed. “Will I ever get to talk to you again?”

(Y/n) was shocked. They had barely spoken to begin with! How was it possible that an attractive young man seemed to like her, a nobody, so quickly?

“In sure you will,” she said shyly. He smiled, kissed her knuckles again, and said, “Alright. Until we meet again, Miss (y/n).” And he left.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Peggy ran up to her. “EEEEEE!” She squealed. “He likes you, he likes you!”

(Y/n) laughed. “Maybe, Peggy. I don’t know. Maybe he was just being polite.”

But deep down, she didn’t think he was. She didn’t think she could have imagined the way he seemed to act around her.

Maybe she was over thinking it.

Whether she was or not, she made an out of character desicion: she would talk to him again. She would see those freckles again.

mrgulogulo  asked:

*LAST JEDI SPOILERS* Why didn't you mention the worst and weirdest moment of all, Leia after the explosion?

okay that was pretty silly but not the atrocity a lot of people are making it out to be

she was in zero gravity, she didn’t need to pull herself back to the ship so much as give herself a little push and let inertia do the rest - i imagine that giving yourself a light nudge in zero gravity would be perfectly feasible for someone with (untapped) force sensitivity

also this is a franchise where the severed top half of a man used sheer anger to power his force reach and grab an air vent in the chute he was falling down so the bar was already set pretty low

Daring Dates Night


FANDOM: Digimon Adventure 01/02/Tri
General Audiences.
2 615 words
Taichi Kamiya & Yamato Ishida, with background cameos from Sora, Mimi, Koushiro and Miyako.
Technically a teacher and students on a date. They’re the same age, though, and nothing really happens in the fic.
Technically, Yamato came here to support Sora. Technically, this isn’t even a real date. Practically, Yamato may or may not be about to die. In a good way.
Inspired by a friend’s story. You know who you are ;)

DIGIOTPWEEK 2017: [Day 1: Coffeeshop AU] [Day 2: Fantasy AU]
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Match Your Date Of Birth With The Month You Were Born: Voltage Edition

1-5: Got Intimate With
6-10: Was Seduced By
11-15: Took Charge With
16-20: Became Princess To
21-25: You Married
26-31: You Ran Away With

January: Partheno
February: Eisuke
March: Kirisawa
April: Yukinojo
May: Joshua
June: Ivan
July: Tomoki
August: Kyohei
September: Tsumugu
October: Yamato
November: Kazuki
December: Ayato


1-5: After Getting Intimate
6-10: After Being Seduced
11-15: After Taking Charge
16-20: After Becoming Princess
21-25: After Getting Married
26-31: After Running Away

January: You Sipped Cocoa
February: You Became Their Fake Wife
March: You Wanted To Take Over The World
April: You Challenged Them To A Video Game
May: You Become Their Maid For The Day
June: You Wondered What The Heck Just Happened
July: You Cuddled By A Fire
August: You Became Obsessed With Anime
September: You Became A Billionaire
October: You Wanted To Join The Force
November: You Got Them Addicted To Manga
December: You Surprised Them With A Kiss

anonymous asked:

Do you have any High School AU/headcanon for the AkaYona characters? ♥

Of course I do anon!! :3 I guess I’ll just go from character to character: 

Yona: She’s a diligent student, hard-working even if she doesn’t get the best marks. She’s prone to daydreaming in class, especially if said class is maths, her weakness. Gifted in the humanities, her best subjects are politics, legal studies and history. Naturally, she joined the archery club, but she also attends dance club, even though Hak teases her for her inability to dance. She’s always had an interest in being class rep., but has never put her hand up for it because she’s too scared of stuffing something up.

Hak: He may act like he’s above school, but he’s actually a pretty good student and doesn’t mind studying. He’s naturally gifted at sports, and the different teams at the school have been begging him for years to sign up to their specific club, but he doesn’t. Lazy afternoons at home are much more appealing to him, though he does get roped into staying at school after hours to help out the student council a lot no thanks to Soo-Won. Food tech is his weakness - he once got kicked out of class for setting a pot of rice on fire. 

Soo-Won: Definitely on the student council, and adored by the teachers. Rumour is he’s an all-round A+ student, but that’s actually not true: he’s not so great at science, and he finds certain areas of maths challenging. 

Yoon: A junior who has skipped several grades and takes waaaay too many advanced classes for his own good. His specialities are biology and health sciences, though he’s pretty awesome at every subject. The only thing he’s not so good at is sport: he almost died running 100m in fitness training. Despite his age, the others all like to be tutored by him, and he helps out everyone with their assignments when need be.     

Kija: A student teacher currently studying at university who does placement at Yona’s high school. He’s still training, so he often gets a little jittery when he first teaches, but the students quite like him for his straightforward and effective teaching methods… and the fact that he’s adorable when he gets flustered. Kija’s very vocal about everyone meeting their potential and striving to do their best. 

Shin-Ah: A transfer student. He’s very quiet because he doesn’t know anyone, though seems to have taken a liking to Yona and her friends. He’s dyslexic and as such has trouble reading and writing, but he puts in heaps of effort and gets quite good grades. Yoon helps out a lot here and Shin-Ah really likes studying with the younger boy. In his spare time, Shin-Ah often visits the art club. He doesn’t talk to anyone there, but the members of the group adore his art, and always secretly admire him from afar as he works.

Jae-Ha: He’s an arts and music teacher, known for being a bit of a weirdo, but fun; he also watches over a number of clubs. He has a habit of running late and always flies into class at the last second. Hands-on and interactive teaching methods are his style, so his classes are always a blast to attend. 

Zeno: That kid at school that everyone swears they’ve seen before and who should have graduated by now. But nah, he can’t have been in his final year last year… right? Zeno’s that kid that sleeps noisily in class, but somehow never misses any notes and always knows the answer if he’s called upon. He doesn’t have the best grades, but he doesn’t seem to care either. Everyone in class has a habit of sharing some part of their lunch with him and the lunch ladies adore him. 

(time for some silly over-analyzations)

okay so, Dipper’s hair is pretty consistently shown to be super messy like this whenever he takes off his hat. i’m assuming it’s because this kid never brushes his hair. i mean, he never washes his clothes, so i’m sure the same applies to his hair

but we have seen his hair look different twice, once during Northwest Manor Mystery, and once during DDnD

now, the first instance could be due to Pacifica making him brush his hair, or she styled it for him, so we know this is what Dipper’s hair looks like when it’s styled/brushed/not messy

the second time, however, is sort of baffling. either Probabilator magically brushed Dipper’s hair for him when he turned Dipper into a game piece, or Dipper himself actually brushed his own hair for once

now, who does Dipper know with floofy, upward facing hair?


my guess is that Dipper noticed that his hair looked just like Ford’s when he brushed it (either that, or he remembered what his hair looked like during Northwest Manor and realized it looked similar to Ford’s), so during his spare time he tried styling his hair to look like Ford’s because he wanted to look like his idol

and i think that’s adorable


Some Toony Fairy and Dreamon

This was a lot of fun. Just loosening up and having fun drawing while listening to old timey sounding cartoon music.

There are moments where Fairy becomes very salty and starts shenanigans. When they do they behave very similarly to a toon. They break the 4th wall a lot, pull things out of nowhere, can take a hit and pull themselves together, and are generally pretty okay with whatever mayhem results.

The shenanigans vary from silly but harmless to downright dangerous. Usually smol Fairy encompasses the more funtimes but its adult Fairy that you should watch out for.

Things get even more fun when the Dreamon is involved. Usually Dreamon and Fairy team up and make for quite the reality bending chaos. It gets worse when they fuse and turn into Dreamy.

Thanks for watchin!


Okay I know these are silly poses but for one thing, I look pretty good in this shirt and am having a body posi/chub-positive day tbh and also. Check out my tris, even in this shifty lighting.