question: when will i stop giffing this scene

TITLE:  Faking It 

IMAGINE: (Y/N) and Steve are both tired of their friends (namely Sam and Tony), trying to set them up with people. What happens when one night they decide to take control of their own love lives and teach Sam and Tony a lesson? (x)


[gif is not mine -creds to the owner. requests are open. immensely proud of this, probably except the ending. i’ve uploaded this like 3 times now and tumblr keeps deleting it, so apologies for the continuous upload for this.]

warnings: swear words, mature situations -minor sex scenes.

word count: 3.2 k+


‘The question of whether we can fight fate will always remain a mystery. But the bigger question is what happens when we stop fighting it.’

“Tony, for the last fucking time, I don’t want to go on a date with your friend!” (Y/N) yelled exasperated as she threw a piece of bread at him. “How many times do I have to tell you?”

“Come on, he’s totally your type and you guys would be perfect for each other,” his voice now took on a whining tone and (Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Please, just this one time?”

(Y/N) smiled sweetly at him, “No.” She hopped off the stool she was sitting on, “Last time I agreed to one of your dates he started crying when they brought the entree, and then again when we started having sex.”


Steve placed his hands on his knees as he bent over, trying to catch his breath. “Good run, Cap” He looked behind him and saw Sam jogging to where he was.

“You were so close in beating me this time,” he placed his hands on his back and stretched. Steve groaned as he began rubbing his shoulders.

“You busy tonight?”

Steve shook his head, “No, why?”

“There’s this girl,” Sam started but Steve glared at him. “Now, hear me out, she’s lovely and-,” Sam didn’t finish as Steve held up a hand.

“Look, I don’t want to Sam. I mean I’ve tried this thing before when Nat tried to set me up and it just didn’t work out. If I want to start dating, I’ll do it through my own way.” Steve clasped a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “Thanks though.”


(Y/N) fiddled with the screwdriver in Bruce’s lab, “I thought you wanted my help on a formula Bruce, but all I’ve done is play with your tools.”

Bruce turned around with a sheepish smile on his face, “Sorry (Y/N). It’s on that table if you want to have a look at it.”

She smiled at him and walked to the table. Leaning on it with her arms, she began scanning it. (Y/N) was focused until Tony barged in.

“Guys, I just got us a reservation at Top Stem!”

(Y/N) looked over at Bruce, then turned back to Tony, “Isn’t that the hipster bar in Brooklyn?”

Tony smiled and nodded, “Yep. Know a guy and he managed to book us a table.”

“What’s the occasion?”

“I mean everyone’s here since forever,” Tony shrugged. She knew that it meant more to him that he could ever admit. After the Civil War broke out between the group, tensions ran high and even though it’s been 5 years since the event happened the group still wasn’t as it was before.

“I’m in,” Bruce smiled.

“Me too,” (Y/N) smiled and continued reading the document. She was too engrossed once again so she didn’t notice the scheming look between Bruce and Tony.


“I’m at the restaurant Sam, and nobody’s here yet,” Steve spoke into the phone, peering in every now and then into the restaurant. “It is the Top Stem, right?” He asked. “Alright, I’ll go in, but if you’re not here or anyone in the next 15 minutes, I’m leaving.” With that, Steve hung up and walked in.

When he was seated he saw that the bar was dimly lit, giving it an intimate feel, especially with the single flower in the middle of the table. He frowned at the multiple empty chairs that circled the table.

“Rogers?” He heard his name and looked up from the menu. He saw (Y/N), and in that moment he allowed himself to bask in her beauty. He hasn’t spoken to her in a long time. Of course, their relationship was never friendly, but still, he missed the fights and the banter, and the wanting to rip her clothes to shred and push her up against the wall. Steve coughed, making sure that he wasn’t blushing when he replied to her.

“Are we the first ones here?” (Y/N) asked, sitting down across from him. Steve nodded. “Fantastic,” she grumbled.

“That hurts (Y/L/N),” he gave her a smirk and she smiled largely at him.

After 10 minutes passed, (Y/N) opened her phone and texted Tony’s number.

‘Where are you guys?’

“Tony?” Steve nodded towards the phone.

“Yeah, I mean our friends are little shits, but they’re usually around five minutes late,” she checked her watch, “not ten.”

Suddenly a buzz went through the table.

‘At home. Have fun ;)’

“For fucks sake,” (Y/N) groaned. “By any chance did Sam want to set you up with someone before this?”

Realization went through him and he cursed, “Are you fucking serious?”

(Y/N) laughed at him, “Language, Cap.”

“Our friends are shit.”

“I’ll drink to that.” (Y/N) raised her glass and gulped it down. “I can’t believe I fell for this, I mean it’s a Stark plan,” she sneered. “Those usually have more holes than Swiss cheese.”

“Sam and Tony schemed us. Us out of all people!”

(Y/N) agreed, “Fuck. You know what we should do?”

Steve looked at her, he knew that look. It was that look before a scheme hatched in her mind, god he knew that look. He loved that look. He got turned on by that look. “What?”

“Since our dear friends thought that they could out scheme us, why don’t we show them just how great we can be together?” He gestured for her to go on. “Let’s pretend to date and then we’ll have this dramatic fall out after like a month or so and then they’ll don’t know what to do because we’ll force them to choose sides. Then, we’ll come out and say, ‘it wasn’t real, but this could be the outcome if you keep fucking with our lives.’”

Steve sat back for a while. Usually he was a good guy, he wouldn’t scheme, but sometimes (Y/N) brought out that Steve he wanted to be when he was younger. One that wouldn’t take shit from anyone. He got that chance when (Y/N) entered in his life.

“I’m in.”


3 weeks into ‘dating.’

“I can’t believe that you and Capsicle are dating now,” Tony sat down next to her, a bowl of cereal placed in front of him. “I mean, I thought you would high-tail out of there but not before throwing a drink in his face.”

(Y/N) shrugged, “Well, when I first saw him that’s what I wanted to do. I guess old habits die hard, but once we got talking, it was just realization. I just realized just how much we were alike, but so different at the same time.”

“Ew,” Tony shoved her lightly. “Can you spare me the romantic feelings?”

She threw a piece of granola at him. What surprised her was just how true her statement was.


3.5 Weeks into ‘dating’

“So what’s the next step on the plan?” Steve asked as he opened the door for her.

“I’m not sure if you’re going to like this, but they have to catch us in a sexual manner to say,” (Y/N) spoke and cringed. “You can just lay on top of me, I know that you don’t want to do any of that until you really like someone.”

“How do you know?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Oh please. You’re Mr. Poster Guy for having an emotional connection before having sex with a girl,” noticing his casted down eyes, “not that there’s any wrong with that!” She placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m just saying, Tony knows me. Tony knows that I don’t need an emotional connection when fucking someone.” She saw that he cringed when she said that. “Sorry.” She stopped walking and leaned into the wall, “He won’t believe we’re dating until he catches us in the act. He believes that we had this weird pent up sexual frustration before.”

Steve laughed, “Sam and Nat said the same thing.”

“Okay, so this is what I have in mind-,” she never got to finish her sentence as Steve pushed her up against the wall, she subconsciously lifted her legs and wrapped it around his waist. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, opening her mouth to allow his tongue in. She moaned as he grinded his hips to hers. “Steve, fuck,” she moaned out as he began placing kissed on his neck.

Steve relished in the way she grinded her hips against her. He could feel himself harden against his gym shorts and he really couldn’t care enough to blush or apologize. He almost took her when she began moaning his name. “You like that?” He nipped her jaw as he grinded against her again.

“God yes,” she rolled her head and pulled him in again to kiss him.

They only broke apart when they heard several throats clearing. (Y/N) and Steve broke apart slowly, she opened her eyes and saw that he was staring at her. His normal crystal blue eyes, were darker than she’s ever seen before.

“Get a room,” Tony hollered, backed up by Clint and Sam’s snickering.

Steve and (Y/N) turned their heads, foreheads still touching, to their audience. “Sorry, can’t keep my hands off her, I mean have you seen her?”

Pietro nodded and smugly grinned, “I sure have.”

Steve growled and (Y/N) found herself getting turned on by it. She grinned and lightly bit his earlobe, grinding into him for the extra act. Steve turned his attention back to her and smiled. He pecked her lips once more.

“For the love of god! I’ve given you guys practically a floor each, can you not do it where everyone can see!” Tony complained as he shut his eyes and dramatically walked to the gym. The others walked past, each smiling smugly and laughing.

Once they were out of view and hearing range, Steve allowed (Y/N) to unwrap her legs around him and gently set her down. “Didn’t know that you had in it you Rogers. I’m surprised, pleasantly surprised, but surprised nonetheless.”

Steve didn’t reply to that comment but he did give her a small, shy smile. “I guess they believe that we’re dating now?”

“For sure,” she laughed, still trying to catch her breath. “I’ll see you round Rogers.” With a wink she disappeared, swaying her hips as she did so, knowing that he was watching her. As she walked away she desperately tried to forget how good he felt, how good and right it felt when he kissed her. How he held her in the right places.

She leaned against a wall, “Fuck.” Yup, she was fucking screwed because she’s opening herself up to Steve.


4 Weeks into ‘dating’

“No need to be jealous (Y/N), you know that he only has his eyes and his other things for you,” Bucky whispered as they both watched a flirtatious reported touched Steve’s arm.

(Y/N) refused to admit that she was jealous. She wasn’t jealous at all. She didn’t want to drag him away and claw the woman who had her paws on him. Nope. Not at all. She was only concerned about their plan being thwarted if he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. She glanced at Bucky and he gave her a supportive smile. “Thanks, Buck.” She touched his arm gently, and that was the time that Steve looked up.

His eyes narrowed as he saw his best friend and his ‘girlfriend-slash-not-girlfriend-but he kinds of has feelings for her?’ closely talking. “So, what would you say was the best thing about the ‘40’s?” Tierney asked as she posed her pencil over the paper.

He turned back to her, giving him her most charming smile and answered.


(Y/N) took a deep breath, her nostrils flaring as she heard the woman’s laugh from across the room. “Breathe,” Bucky warned. They both watched as the reported fiddled with Steve’s tie. “Fuck,” Bucky swore as he watched (Y/N) storming over. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why can’t Sam do this?”


(Y/N) stormed over to where they were, standing so close to Steve that he couldn’t physically move away from her. “Am I interrupting something?” She asked sweetly. Steve looked down at (Y/N), to anyone who didn’t know her, they would have just thought that she was asking a simple question, but he knew that tone.

“Uh, I was just doing an interview here with Mr. Rogers,” the woman explained.

(Y/N) turned to her, an eyebrow arched and her jaw clenched, “Are you really?” She felt Steve’s hand wrap around her waist and leaned back into him. She smirked when she saw the reporter’s eyes move to the gesture. “Because from where I stood you were trying to get into my boyfriend’s pants.”  She moved closer to the woman, “Are you really trying to get into my man’s pants?”

“No, no-,” the woman stuttered.

“Good, because fucking another woman’s man is a big no-no, no matter what, understand?”

“I didn’t know that he had a girlfriend,” the woman tried to explain.

“That’s why I’m letting you off, just make sure when you want to flirt with someone, make sure that they’re not taken, otherwise it can get,” (Y/N) tilted her head and gave the woman in front of her another smile, “messy.” With a turn, she faced Steve indicating that the conversation ended. Luckily, the woman took the hint and walked off.


Steve allowed himself to be dragged by into an empty room. She turned around and he saw that she was beyond pissed. “Do you want our plan to go down the drain?”

“Are you jealous?” He laughed at the thought. (Y/N), jealous? In all of the time that he knew her, she never once showed this kind of emotion.

“I’m angry that our plan would be tarnished, yes.”

He walked over to her, smiling all the while. “You were jealous.” He placed his hands on her hips. She shook her head, anger still in his eyes. “Oh really?” She nodded. “So after this whole charade, you wouldn’t mind me dating her,” he ghosted his lips over hers, “fuck her,” now her ear, “make love to her?” He allowed himself to nibble on her ear, earning a moan from her.

“Fuck her all you want,” (Y/N) grasped the tie, pulling him closer, their noses touching, “but you’re mine right now.” She grounded her hips against his, and this time it was him moaning.

As their kisses got more desperate, (Y/N) allowed her to think. How did it come to this situation? Alone, in a room with Steve Rogers of all people trying to undo her dress, which started which jealously? If you told her this 3 years ago, she would have laughed in your face, but at this moment? She allowed herself to enjoy Steve Rogers.

“Steve, fuck! Oh my god!” She yelled as she fisted his hair.

“Better be quiet doll, or someone might come in,” he mumbled against her clit.

“Don’t care,” she mumbled, Steve moved back in this time with more rigor. Her head tilting back, moaning loudly as she did so.


5.5 Weeks into ‘dating’

“Aren’t we supposed to break up now or something?” He dropped it so casually, it was like he was talking about the weather.

She was so stunned that she couldn’t formulate a sentence so she decided on, “What?”

“Wasn’t that the plan?” She stopped playing with his hair and turned to him. He noticed her eyes drop down, her brows furrowed. “Unless you don’t want to.” He teased.

She looked up and clenched her jaw, “No. I just don’t know how to do it dramatically, I mean I haven’t had the time to think with you fucking me.” She yanked herself out of his grasp, and neither would admit it but they missed each others touch.

Steve’s eyes widened with her cold tone, “(Y/N)…”

“Give me until tonight, then I’ll you the plan,” she walked away, her heart beating furiously.

Once she was in her room, she locked the door and sat on her bed. (Y/N) placed her face on her hands. She completely forgot about the plan -with all the sex, the talks about their past and her incessant questions about his childhood, and the weird dates in Brooklyn that she couldn’t help but enjoy. She never thought that when got into this that their goal, her goal of making sure that Tony and the gang never in their life again would blur with one kiss from Steve Rogers.

(Y/N) had it all planned out. She usually knew what was real and what wasn’t, but whenever she was with Steve, she couldn’t help but feel that everything was real.


She stood by the kitchen, whiskey in her hand. (Y/N) texted Steve two minutes ago to meet her so they can ‘break-up’. She didn’t want to, not that she’ll ever voice that thought out. She saw Steve as soon as he entered the kitchen, his face wasn’t impassive as she thought it would be.

He stalked over to her, every Avenger now watching them. He pulled her into him roughly, his hand on her waist, the other on her ass. (Y/N) was shocked, so she hesitantly kissed him back. He broke apart with her, “I need to talk to you.” Steve didn’t allow her to respond, he just grabbed her by the hand and dragged her to his room. They both felt a group of eyes watching them, but they could not care less.

“Rogers, what the hell are you doing?” He locked the door. Steve faced her.

“I love you,” he stated plainly. “I didn’t want to fall in love with you, but fuck, every single smile that you gave me, every single conversation that we had made me fall in love with you. I’m not going to lie, when I first met you I thought that you were one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen, but then you opened your perfect little mouth and you ruined it all.”

He gave a small laugh, “But you didn’t at the same time.” He looked at her, “I wanted you more than anything, the way that you talked to me -you talked to me like I was a normal guy pissing you off, not Captain America. You were the most annoying, frustrating woman in my life, I didn’t know whether I wanted to kill you or fuck you. But I did know one thing, I couldn’t imagine my life without your incessant nagging about everything that I did.”

Steve stopped speaking, they both knew that he was finished talking. (Y/N) stood there, in the middle of Steve’s room, unmoving, no emotion in her eyes. She closed her yes and inhaled.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re dramatic? You could rival Tony,” She opened her eyes and looked at him. He knew that her words were supposed to be biting but once he saw her eyes, oh god, he could burst out crying. Steve saw the love and admiration that he knew would take awhile for her to voice out. But it was still there. She loved him as well.

“You love me,” he teased and she shrugged laughing all the while. “You know what’s better than normal sex against a wall?” Steve asked.

She moved forward, wrapping her arms around him, her face glowing. “What?”

“Having passionate sex in Tony’s office,” he winked at her and she laughed.

“And they say that I’m the inappropriate one in the relationship!” She grinned at him. He was beautiful and he was hers. “I must say though, you know a way to girl’s heart.”

“Correction, I know the way to your heart.” He grinned down at her, and kissing her for the first time, not because of a scheme or a plan, but because he finally got the girl who managed to make him rip out his hair, kiss her until she’s out of breath and set his soul on fire. Sure, he had a rough road ahead of him, but if she was there with him, he could manage.

Rumor Has It

“So rumor has it that you and Y/N have been dating for quite some time now. What can you tell me about that?” The reporter asked Jensen, taking him off guard. You’d been keeping your relationship a closely guarded secret. Only those closest to you knew. Neither of you wanted the attention it would bring, especially you. You were deathly afraid you would get a lot of negative feedback on the internet from his fans. 

You were a newcomer to the scene. Yes, you were his costar, but you weren’t always. And you weren’t always famous. You still didn’t consider yourself “famous.” A year ago you were just a fan who won a walk on role in a contest. The show ended up loving you and expanded your character’s role and kept you on. You and Jensen fell in love on set and the rest was history. 

“What?” Jensen chuckled, laughing at the question. “No…we’re really good friends but nothing more than that. No.” 

“My mistake.” The interviewer blushed, shuffling her papers. “It’s just…you’ve been spotted out together an awful lot. There are a lot of photos of the two of you holding hands and hugging. We just thought -” 

“It’s fine.” Jensen laughed it off, reassuring her everything was fine. “It’s an easy mistake to make. She really has become my best friend.” 

“And he’s my very best friend.” You said, walking up behind him and wrapping your arms loosely around his neck, resting your chin on his shoulder. “I couldn’t have asked for a better friend and mentor for this whirlwind of a year.” 

“Well, looks like our time here is up since they sent Y/N/N to come get you.” The interviewer chuckled. “It was nice meeting you both. I look forward to seeing your upcoming scenes.” 

As soon as she was gone Jensen turned to you and pulled you into his lap, kissing you passionately. “That was close.” 

You hummed in response, resting your forehead against his. “It was. But I think she bought your cover story.” 

“I think we should tell everyone.” Jensen blurted out. You started to protest and he immediately shushed you. “I know you’re scared but even if people do say shit, who cares? Everyone who matters loves you. I love you.” 

“Jensen I -” You started to say something and stuttered, unable to find the words. Jensen’s hands were rubbing up and down your arms to calm your nerves and you took a deep breath, nodding your head. “Ok. Let’s do it.” 

Jensen’s face lit up and he pulled his phone out, extending his arm out to take the selfie he intended to post. He leaned in to kiss you again and you heard the camera noise go off, giggling into the kiss. 

@jensenackles: Between scene kisses w/ the girlfriend @realy/n. (Rumors were true. Sorry EW Mag!) 

As soon as he hit post he shoved his phone back in his pocket and stopped you from pulling yours out to read the comments. “No.” He grabbed your hands when you went for it. “It doesn’t matter.”

“How did I get so lucky?” You questioned, leaning your forehead back against his. 

“You have low standards.” He smirked and you burst into laughter, grabbing his face in both hands and pulling him back for another heated kiss. 

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Whenever I think about the Rey/o discourse, and the whole thing about people being attracted to villains above all, I wonder why, if this is the case, people don’t ship Buttercup with Prince Humperdinck? Because if we go by this logic everyone in The Princess Bride fandom should’ve ditched “boring” Wesley long time ago, and hopped onto the Humperdinck/Buttercup train. Their relationship dynamics are practically the same as with Rey/o.

  • A privileged white guy who has everything, but wants even more.
  • Genocide and random murders of innocents won’t stop him from getting what he wants.
  • Has a torture chamber where he tortures innocent people.
  • Not above abusing and torturing women.

All these bullet points can be applied both to Prince Humperdinck and Ky/o Ren. Yet, I’ve never seen a single H/B shipper. And that movie / book is a fairly popular one, even to this day, even on tumblr. However, for some reason, everyone loves and gushes over the blond blue-eyed “boring” Wesley, who was framed as a heroic protagonist by the narrative - vs. Humperdinck, the main villain of the story… So, where are all the H/B shippers?

Also, speaking of which, Finn gets so much crap from white feminists for “grabbing” Rey’s hand. But I have rarely seen people (including these same white feminists) being disgusted with Wesley’s sexism and very much transparent abusive behavior - for exapmple, a scene from the book:

“I’m very capable of love,” Buttercup said.
“Hold your tongue, I think.”
“I have loved more deeply than a killer like you can possibly imagine.“
He [Wesley] slapped her.
“That is the penalty for lying, Highness. Where I come from, when a woman lies, she is reprimanded.”
“But I spoke the truth, I did, I - “ Buttercup saw his hand rise a second time, so she stopped quickly, fell dead silent.

Sure, they’ve improved that gross scene for the movie adaptation, but Wesley totally does raise his hand to hit Buttercup even there:

How is ^this^ okay by white feminists’ books, but an innocent hand grabbing is seen as some volatile act of sexism and abuse? (A purely rhetorical question, because we all know the answer)

It’s been a little over week since the OUAT Season Finale and…

  • I’m still quite happy with how my characters ended. Rumple made the right choices (again) and didn’t get karmically smacked down for them this time. The journey to the Rumbelle happy ending (beginning) may not make any sense, but I’ll take it. I don’t have to worry about them anymore and we got a dance and a kiss and a baby and dinner with the family. It’s all good.
  • My finale happiness might have something to do with the bit where I haven’t watched a good portion of the last two seasons. It probably helps that I didn’t see many of the plot holes, nonsensical arcs, and ooc behavior.
  • I thinking about when I would have checked out of the show if I wasn’t in the fandom. I’m thinking probably mid-5a, which is when I stopped watching live and started skipping scenes/episodes. However, it’s possible I would have picked it up again with HHH and then 100% dropped it in 6a. I despise 6a. But I enjoyed 6b, so there you go!
  • On that note, OUAT is done for me. They wrapped it up and next season is a new show with the same name. I’ll be checking it out simply because Rumple will be there (and I know I’ll want to gif him), but I’m not feeling any emotional connection.
  • And a question: What is so angry making about characters you don’t like getting a happy ending in the finale??? There are characters I can’t stand with their happy endings at the dinner table, but so what, I’m happy about my characters. Is it that people convinced themselves the characters they hate were going to be the Big Bads and finally die in the last season? I avoid A&E’s interviews, but they’ve been real consistent about how their plan was to give their main villains (esp Regina) their happy endings.
EXO Reaction to Giving Their Kids ‘The Talk’

Ah, honestly, I remember when my parents gave me the talk when I was seven years old. It was really really awkward and I can bet that it would be just as awkward for these boys. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this reaction <3

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Baekhyun: He hated that his wife had put him in charge of the task about teaching his children about sex. He stared at his son from across the couch and felt his cheeks beginning to get red. Gosh, what do I even say… He opened his mouth over and over again and just started laughing.

Originally posted by kailluminate

Chanyeol: He covered his face, trying not to look at his children. He knew that watching Titanic was going to be a bad idea. He knew that it would lead to questions that he wasn’t ready to answer. He knew it. He saw the look of confusion on his kids’ faces when they saw the car scene, but he tried his best to ignore them.

Originally posted by floraxyeol

Chen: “Honey, I think it is time you give the talk to the kids.” You told Chen as the two of you crawled into bed with each other. He looked at you with confusion. He knew exactly what you were asking of him, but he asked you to elaborate so many times that it annoyed you to the point where you stopped insisting.

Originally posted by chenrrerorocher

D.O.: *gif*

Originally posted by bbaekhyunnieee

Kai: He shook his head, staring at his daughter as she asked him about why so many girls were screaming when he did his hip thrusts in his dances. He knew that it was time to talk to her about sex, but he never thought he would actually have to.

Originally posted by stopwoohyun

Lay: “Wait, I don’t really know what to say. I don’t really know what she meant by the talk.” He said in confusion. He stared at his children, then at you. He didn’t really understand at first because you were too shy to say the actual word. “Oh my gosh, I meant sex, Yixing! Give them the talk about sex.” You yelled and left the room. He turned back to his kids in shock.

Originally posted by laygion

Sehun: “Birds and bees.” He said simply. The kids stared at him in confusion. “But that doesn’t really explain what sex is.” His son said, but Sehun simply rose his hand to cut him off. “Birds and bees. That’s all you need to know about it.”

Originally posted by taos-pretty-pink-princess

Suho: “Well, when a mommy and a daddy love each other, and are preferably married, then they become intimate…” He tried to explain the best that he could. He felt awkward trying to explain to them what sex was.

Originally posted by annyeongpabo

Xiumin: “Um, sex is something that you will not be having any of. Plain and simple.” He told his daughter in a stern voice. Every time she tried to ask him more about it, he would give her a hard look that made it clear that he was not going to be continuing the conversation.

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

non-whitewashed korra gif coloring tutorial

i’ve noticed way too often that many legend of korra gif makers constantly whitewash korra and frankly its gross and needs to stop (and this also goes for other darker skinned characters in the avatarverse like katara and sokka) im making this tutorialsh thing on how to color even the most troublesome scenes without whitewashing our beautiful protagonist

please feel free to message me with any questions u may have! i’m happy to help anyone w/ coloring whatever scene if it means i get to stop seeing a whitewashed version of korra every 2 minutes

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Season 4 Bellarke Physicality

I’ve been thinking and I’ve come to the conclusion that in Season 4 Bellamy and Clarke will both be more physical with one another than they’ve been before. We saw the beginnings of this in the first episode they were reunited in, in Season 3. 302, Wanheda Pt. 2

Bellamy gently brushes the hair out of Clarke’s face, removes her gag and smiles at her, while promising to get her out.

Originally posted by kcismyreligion

The next time they meet (303, Ye Who Enter Here) there is no physical touching, but Bellamy does close the physical gap between them when asking her to come home to her people, and when Clarke refuses still hesitates for a bit before turning and leaving. 

In 305 (Hakeldama) the pair have a very necessary argument that culminates in the infamous handhold turned arrest. This is a move initiated by Bellamy, but enjoyed by both. You can see Clarke’s thumb rubbing across Bellamy’s wrist (ditto for Bellamy’s), she’s actually holding his hand in both of hers and the handhold lasts until Clarke says Bellamy’s trigger word (”we”).

Bellamy and Clarke don’t meet again until Nevermore (episode 311), but when they do the physicality has definitely been stepped up a notch. Even upset with one another they are still very physical. The first instance of this is Bellamy physically removing Clarke from Raven, placing his arm around her waist and bodily lifting her into the next room. 

Then we immediately follow up with the Bellamy wraps Clarke’s hand scene, Clarke’s eye movements are important here, she’s in disbelief, she’s not used to being patched up, it’s usually vice versa, it means a lot for her to be the one on the recieving end of the medical treatment this time around:

And the Clarke checks on Bellamy’s already wrapped hand scene, again another important scene, because Bellamy’s hand is already bandaged here, and the way Clarke softly runs her hand over it to check for damage while Bellamy’s eyes run over her face is typical “Conceal, Don’t Feel” for romantic couplings that aren’t yet canon.:

Episode 312 (Demons), sees two examples of the ever increasing Bellarke physicality. The first is the moment where Clarke runs into Bellamy’s arms after Monty is taken by Emerson. She is desperate and afraid and rests one hand on Bellamy’s chest, while he grabs the other arm in his hand. 

The next interaction is Clarke grabbing Bellamy’s radio from his waist. The lack of physical boundary here is very interesting, not only does Clarke not even think about touching Bellamy in such an intimate place, but Bellamy actually lifts his hip to better accommodate her actions. It speaks of an additional level of intimacy that hasn’t been explicitly stated yet. 

In Join or Die (313), we of course get our 3rd Bellarke hug, it is Clarke initiated and she throws her arms over Bellamy’s shoulders. Bellamy doesn’t hesitate to return the embrace, placing one hand at the nape of Clarke’s neck, he closes his eyes and turns his face into her neck (typical when one is also trying to smell the partner they are hugging-it’s a comfort instinct) and Clarke also has her nose in Bellamy’s shoulder, before re-positioning herself, closing her eyes and giving a small smile. Bellamy is actually re-positioning himself to continue the hug, when he spots the Mermen and breaks the hug to move Clarke behind him. 

Red Sky at Morning has two more Bellarke touches, the first was one I couldn’t find a GIF for, when Bellamy casually touches Clarke’s knee as a signal for her to get up so they can approach Luna about taking the Commmander’s chip, again a very casual, no-thought-behind-it touch implies a certain level of comfort with invading one another’s spaces. 

The second is the scene where Bellamy helps Clarke up after they are thrown into the Cargo Box, he grabs her forearm and leverages her off the ground. It is his first instinct to go to her and offer her his help getting off the ground. He visibly checks to make sure she’s OK, she checks him over as well and then they both move towards the Cargo Door. 

Perverse Instantiation Part 1 has another 2 touches, the first when they are talking to Roan in his cell and Roan stands, they both move closer to one another instinctively., their movements are in sync and there is no questioning of why, I couldn’t find the exact GIF, but I did find a scene close to it.

The second is the moment when Bellamy and Murphy storm the throne room. Bellamy’s first move (after shooting Jaha) is to run to Clarke and free her. He doesn’t move from that position until Clarke tells them to stop Ontari’s bleeding. 

And last but not least, Perverse Instantiation Part 2, we had 3 significant Bellarke touches. The first is the handhold moment. It’s important because Clarke reaches for Bellamy when she is afraid and in need of comfort. Her mother is in front of her and is ostensibly doing nothing and yet Clarke still chooses Bellamy as her source of comfort.

The second is when Clarke takes the chip, Bellamy could have easily given the chip to Clarke by placing it in her hand. Instead he chose to place it in her mouth directly from his own hand, and briefly grazes her lip with his thumb while doing so. 

And the last moment is the arm touch that Bellamy does not let go of for the entire last five minutes of the show. He helps her up from the throne and then does not release his grip on her arm for the rest of the episode.

Based off of this evidence, I fully believe that Bellarke will touch more than ever in Season 4 and I can not wait!!!!!

i wish people could compliment seasons 1-4 of doctor who without bashing 5-7. like i wish people would comment “omg i loved this scene it was amazing, one of my faves” instead of “remember when the show used to be good (its not anymore) haha im gonna turn this post into my opinions about moff and stop actually talking about the gif in question at all”

like i think its important and crucial that we talk about problematic things in shows we love. this is important as a thing we do. i personally like steven moffat’s era though**, (as well as rtd,) and would love to reblog, say, a gif of my favourite compaion, martha, without a comment that says “man, companions used to be so great too bad moffat ruined the show”

I AM FOR EXPRESSING OPINIONS, BUT I DONT LIKE IT WHEN PEOPLE ADD THEM TO POSTS THAT AREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT SAID, OR ANY, OPINIONS ON WRITING, OR EVEN ABOUT THE ERA YOU’RE CRITICIZING.

**my dismissal of moffat hate and enjoyment of his era is a separate and complex issue that is not to be discussed on this post, and i respect those with differing opinions but not those who are hateful to any person, or make claims based in anything but reliable fact.