seriously i hate them so much

can someone tell me where this fanon trend of making ladybug hate chat’s puns, hate chat’s humor, hate chat’s flirting, and be all around irritated with him in general comes from? seriously. 

because 

Originally posted by akumatisedmari

ladybug

Originally posted by checkyesbraixen

loves chat

Originally posted by miraculousgifsbug

so much?????

Originally posted by aeotaetumbles

like just?????

Originally posted by miladybugnoir

i don’t know?????

Originally posted by ladynoir-aka-life

where you guys are getting this from??????

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Hypothetical Handplates scenario in which Sans realizes he can teach himself Common.

(Ugh, tumblr is making them blurry for some reason so I guess full-view if you want the not-blurry version??)

Convoluted explanation incoming. Handplates is an Undertale fancomic by @zarla-s and if you like Papyrus and Sans, go read it, is good stuff. So I guess this is an AU fancomic of an AU fancomic? I dunno, the idea wouldn’t leave my brain until I did something with it. So. Zarla did a Christmas doodle where Gaster gave the boys a box of ginger cookies that had the word COOKIES on the side in big letters, and because my job gives me way too much time to think about random stuff, I realized something.

In Handplates, Gaster taught the bros to read and write Wingdings but deliberately did not teach them monster Common (ie: English) so they can’t read his nametag or anything. Thing is, Wingdings is a 1:1 substitution cipher for English. Every Wingdings symbol exactly equals an English letter; it’s not a different language, just a different set of pictures. As somebody who has taught herself a fair number of substitution ciphers, there are a few things you look for when you’re trying to translate a code and you don’t have a key in front of you. Most notably, single-letter words (in English they will usually be A or I) or double letters next to each other. Like the OO in “COOKIES”.

Sans is smart. Gaster has fed them junk food before and odds are good Sans knows how to spell “COOKIES”. The word is on the box in huge letters and Gaster just said it out loud, so it is fresh in Sans’ mind. That double-O is a huge tip-off. He would put it together that the word on the front of the box matches what’s inside. Once you figure out a few of the letters, it becomes steadily easier to decode the rest.

I feel like Gaster exposes the boys to enough Common (the nametag, food wrappers, computer monitors, the books Sans sits on) that Sans could pick it up with a proper starting point. Papyrus probably not, because he had a hard enough time with Wingdings, but Sans is eager for any opportunity to undermine Gaster and I’m sure he’d jump at the chance. In this comic he elects not to tell Papyrus, though. He doesn’t know Gaster has cameras in the cell (or even what a camera is) but he’s figured out that Gaster can spy on them somehow, and the last time Gaster caught them learning something he didn’t like, Papyrus got the ever-loving hell beat out of him. So Sans keeps quiet about it for now. And thus starts the long-standing tradition of keeping important secrets from his brother.

On the technical side, it took me a freakin’ week to sketch and outline this whole thing. Coloring and shading only took me like a day. In the meantime Zarla actually kinda addressed the cookie comic, but this was almost done by then so oh well. I’m finding my poses and proportions turn out a LOT better when I’m doodling skeletons, like what, drawing basic anatomy will make you better at anatomy, you don’t say?? A lot of this was a self-challenge to see if I could imitate Zarla’s art style, and I referenced previous Handplates comics a lot for the backgrounds and Sans’ face. Full disclosure: Gaster’s pose up there is basically copied from Zarla’s original comic because I was rushing through to get on to the actual meat of the story. He’s just here for setup. I had fun trying to figure out how to do his Lost Soul head though. Also, I hate Papyrus’ face from the front. Also also, it was tricky trying to convey “mentally translating an unknown alphabet into a known one” when pretty much everyone who sees this comic is already familiar with the “unknown” one and not the “known” one, but I think I pulled it off. 

TL;DR- I imitated somebody else’s style to do an AU of an AU; I am not Zarla; Zarla is the creator of Handplates and also Gaster’s pose in the first panel; I like ciphers too much and also I gave the cookies icing because that is the only kind of ginger cookie I know.

Okay but serious-talk tho - Biphobia disgusts me on so many levels

Righty - I’m just here to try to spread some positivity to the wonderful people that are so often shunned from all sides for no apparent fucking reason

Pansexuals - Bisexuals - You are all so fucking amazing, do you know that?

I myself am a lesbian, there’s no way around it. Because of society - I told myself I was straight - then I stumbled into thinking I was bi - then into pan - but now I have found myself as a lesbian and that’s just how it is.

It disgusts me to see how many of my fellow sapphic ladies refuse to date bisexuals. You ARE part of the LGBTQIA+ community - I don’t get what’s so hard to understand?

“Oh but they’re more likely to cheat on me!”

“Oh yeah I like lesbian porn so I don’t mind if my girlfriend gets it on with a bisexual - we can have threesomes”

“You have to choose”

Listen - If I can’t choose to be attracted to men, then a bisexual/pansexual person can’t decide not to be.

And as for the fucking ‘more likely to cheat’ get the fuck out - seriously!
More likely to cheat than who? “Oh I hate my wife so much lol” straights ™?
And even from homosexuals - like really? We’re shunned as it is - why create rifts within our own community just because you can’t relate to them?

No - I couldn’t relate to someone being attracted to men. If my future girlfriend would be attracted to other genders than my own, then that’s her buisness, and I wouldn’t love her less. It would actually make it more amazing!
Because listen here - this shit is really important to remember:

Pansexuals and bisexuals have at LEAST double the amount of people they could potentially fall for compared to you - and STILL they choose YOU! So many stars in the sky - so many fishes in the pond - and still they decide that YOU shine the brightest in their life!

Bisexuals and pansexuals - and of course you wonderful gems that are demi, ace, poly or any other part of our family - our community - Thank you for brighting up our lives. Thank you for being you. I wish I could be like you

Originally posted by queer-positive

1D Rebranding and Eventual Reunion: GP vs. Fandom Perception

So I’m seeing a lot of tension an unrest over the way that the members of 1D, Harry in particular, are distancing themselves from the band as they embark upon their solo careers (ie, Harry, or whatever intern runs Harry’s sm scrubbing his twitter clean of 1D mentions). I know people are anxious about this, and I understand that anxiety, but I want to offer a different perspective: I think this could be a good thing, not just for their solo ventures, but for 1D as a whole. Hear me out on this one, long windily and under the cut. 

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Who is Kai?

♡ Kim Jongin

♡ “Nini”

♡ The biggest chicken lover after sehun

♡ Also the maknae

♡ V I S U A L

♡ dance line

♡ Unique voice

♡ Also raps in some of their concerts

Worships loves dogs

♡ P E R F E C T  H U S B A N D  M A T E R I A L

♡ i really don’t know where to start this boy is too perfect

♡ We all know exo is made of visuals

Originally posted by jonginssoo

♡ but he is a legend

♡ Many people criticised him for his dark skin including his members

♡ Which is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen

♡ He is so unique in every possible way

♡ He is literally art

♡ his pouty face

♡ his resting bitch face

♡ his sleepy face

♡ his angry face

♡ his smiley face

♡ his hungry face

♡ his “told ya” face

♡ his proud face

♡ his scared face

♡ his surprised face

♡ All of them are art

♡ All of them are handsome

Originally posted by kaimilky

♡ He looks good in every hair colour

♡ Photo shoots are made for kim kai

♡ Model material

♡ So perfect

♡ His lips are amazing

Originally posted by intokai

♡ As well as his face

and ass

♡ He is a gift from above

♡ He is really cute

♡ another cinnamon roll from exo

♡ is so giggly

♡ but so cute

♡ forgot his members name on a special press conference

♡ soft

Originally posted by malectrash256

his smile melts my heart

♡ He is a plushy giggly lovely kid

♡ should be protected

♡ and he will be

♡ he is a cute child sent from above but

♡ don’t be fooled so easily

HE A HOE

♡ He knows what we want

♡ he gives us what we want

♡ He is one of the rudest members

♡ He has to turn every and anything into something rude

♡ he ain’t joking around with that blindfold

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

♡ he is literally an exo-l’s dream and nightmare

♡ his hip thrusts 

can get you pregnant

♡ ive been waiting for that child’s support since 2014

♡ his body waves are so smooth and hot

♡ He knows what he’s doing

♡ Is dirty-minded

♡ Sehun and kai went to a chinese mukbang show as guests

♡ And the lady made a dick joke and kai was the only one who understood while sehun was the innocent baby

♡ Is really goooooood at smirking

♡ Has the best smirk

♡ Exo-l have been suffering

♡ He can ruin your day with his smirk

♡ he can make your day with his smirk

he can basically fuck you up

Originally posted by jonginssoo

♡ he is an angel and the demon himself at the same time

♡ And remember

♡ Even if he’s not ur bias or bias wrecker

impossible lol

♡ Or even if u don’t stan exo

♡ EVERYONE IS A KAI HOE DEEP IN THEIR HEARTS

♡ The real dancing king

♡ him,lay and sehun slay every exo-ls life

did we have a life tho?

♡ nope thanks to exo

♡ His moves are smooth af

♡ He was literally born to dance

♡ His body is capable of moving so professionally

♡ he also works hard for it

♡ His best friend except the members

♡ Taemin

I hear people screaming yaaaass

♡ There’s this soft friendship called

♡ Taekai

Originally posted by tobeautifuldisaster

♡ It’s the best friendship ever

♡ where one of them films the other while he’s crying and telling him to stop

♡ Also where one of them dances less boldly so the other gets as much attention

♡ “Pretty Boy” by kim taekai

They’re seriously so pretty wtf

♡ They’re both rude fluff balls

♡ He also has a good relationship with nct’s ten

Exo has the best relationship with nct since nct is their child

♡ Taekai’s photo shoot was ranked as one of the sexiest photo shoots ever

since they’re both rude af

♡ Which brings us to Krystal

Originally posted by lightheartedfun

Bitch get  out they’re having a moment

♡ They’ve been dating since 2015 but they broke up last month

I don’t want y’all to hate me but i dislike jung sisters and i didn’t like the two of them together from the beggining so “told ya kai”

♡ P.s. Kyungsoo was so happy and laughing,having the time of his life before the day the break up was announced

He knows it

♡ KAISOO

♡ A hoe for ksoo

♡ They have the best married couple award along with xiuchen

♡ Kai like to eat—>kyungsoo loves to cook

i hear my kaisoo shippers

♡ They’re so adorable

♡ They’re the perfect match

Originally posted by gsynys

he wants to eat him

♡ kai has so many ships and they call baek the hoe of the group lmfao

♡ Let’s ship him with food as well

♡ He loooves food

as much as he loves ksoo

♡ Chicken is his life goal

♡ Fried,boiled,in any form

♡ the love of his life after ksoo and dogs

♡ I love the way he eats lol

♡ he eats like its his last meal

♡ A soft baby appearing

♡ Since we shipped him with like 8773839 things and people 

♡ Ship him with dogs

♡ He absolutely loves them

♡ another member of exo who’s love is a dog i mean chanyeol and sehun

or multiple dogs

♡ His dog is the biggest one out of all the dogs members have

♡ he also has lovely relationship with his members

♡ Especially with sehun since they’re both maknaes

♡ But also with any other member

♡ wants to a part of the beagle line

♡ is a secret member with sehun

♡ Chan and him had a car date where they went to a gaming centre but there wasn’t enough place

♡ Also goes shopping with his hyungs

♡ His vlives are so amazing

♡ He didn’t know how to use it first but now

♡ he’s “kai the pro”

♡ Invites his hyungs and films vlives together

♡ He is actually an emotional kid but he doesn’t like to show his sad feelings

♡ Cried during several performances

♡ He wears his expensive ass shoes really mindlessly

♡ but its ok coz he rich

♡ also didn’t shave when they filmed 5 year anniversary on vlive

♡ had a mask

BUT WE ALL SAW HIS BEARD IT WAS GORGEOUS AND EXOL NEVER FORGETS

♡ He and chanyeol have really unique voices

♡ Deep and soothing

♡ “OMMAYA~~~~”

♡ His voice is not the typical KIdol voice which is so incredible

Originally posted by jonginssmilee

♡ He is a soft child who’s on his way to become your ultimate bias wrecker.Send him lots of love and protect him ♡ 

anonymous asked:

Hey Steph I just noticed that in Tsot john pulls out his own phone, unlocks it, and says "pick one.. your inbox is bursting." How does he have access to Sherlock's account from his phone? Do they have a joint account? Unless that was Sherlock's phone in which case he knows the password and uses it regularly to know the inbox is full? Either scenario is very couplish

Hey Nonny!

*snorts* For the same reason he knows Sherlock’s PIN number for Sherlock’s bank account: BECAUSE THEY ARE A COUPLE, no matter how much John tries to bloody deny it. 

Though to be fair, I think it’s also because Sherlock can’t be arsed to take care of his own blog affairs; he doesn’t seem interested in taking cases without John, and then in TSo3, he redirects all his energy to wedding planning, because he just wants to make John happy and needs it to be perfect (that and I like to think that he was pretending to plan his and John’s wedding :D, though I think in a petty way, he purposely made it look… “clashy”?) 

The funny thing about John is that I don’t think he consciously REALIZES that what he’s doing is literally a really “he’s mine” sort of thing to do. I think he just easily went back into his PA role for Sherlock and didn’t give it a second thought.

I like to headcanon that ever since the Sherlock returned, he allowed John unhindered access to all his emails and blogs so that John wouldn’t worry that Sherlock was “planning something behind his back” (of course, Sherlock is able to anyway, but I think it’s Sherlock’s way of trying to rebuild John’s trust in him)

Either that or John has gotten better at cracking passwords, LOL.

But seriously though, yes, it is a really coupley thing to do. And I do think that it is on John’s own phone that he’s doing this… The fact that he picked a case with military appeal to it kind of screams to me that John KNOWS Sherlock has some sort of military kink :D JUST SAYING….

It brings joy to my cynical heart that somewhere, there’s a person that hates Steven Universe so much, they keep on leaking episodes weeks before they’re supposed to air, ruining whatever momentum the crew of the show had planned, and in the process, heavily hurting its ratings. 

I would have some pity on the show if it wasn’t so fucking manipulative, but alas, it can’t go a couple of episodes without someone crying, so I won’t cry for them. 

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR

You can link my tumblr posts on other social media sites BUT DO NOT REPOST THEM. I put in my time and effort to make these so I can make you guys laugh, and I enjoy making them but I hate seeing my work being disrespectfully reposted.

If I catch any more of my work reposted on Twitter, Tumblr, Google+ (or any other platforms) I will stop making these. Yes, it seriously pisses me off THAT much. So don’t be that one rude bitch who ruins it for everyone. I DON’T CARE IF YOU GIVE ME CREDIT ON YOUR TWEETS/POSTS, right clicking and saving and then uploading it onto your account IS STILL STEALING, SO DON’T FUCKING DO IT OK? :) 

On a happier note, here is a masterlist of all my fake subs in this series (in order from old to new):

Episode 1:

Episode 2:

Episode 3:

Episode 5:

i’ll update this as I go! 

If you enjoy these fake subs, please reblog to spread the word :)  

Tumblr Be Like

Jack and Ashi: Have been around each other for almost all of two episodes, have good chemistry, share a lot of similarities yet still have differences to balance each other out, have saved each other’s lives, worry about each other, both have hallucinations/PTSD, have had several instances of foreshadowing and romantic implications together, and have probably gotten to know each other better than anyone else yet in the series.

Tumblr: LmAO JAck aNd asHi TotaLLY haVe a FAtheR/daUGHteR reLATionShiP bECAusE iT’d bE PEDOPHILIA AnD INCESTUAL iF thEY wErE iN a ROmanTiC reLATionShiP EveN thOUGh tHEy’Re BOth conSENtinG AdULts AnD tHERe’s nO EVIdenCE tHAt JAck iS asHi’s bIOLoGIcaL FAtheR LoL!!1!!

Jack and Aku: Hate each other and their ultimate goals are to destroy one another.

Tumblr: OmG thEY cOMpleTE eaCH oTHeR thEY mAKe sucH a GReaT cOUPle!!1!!

Ashi and Flora: Literally have never interacted or even know of each other’s existence.

Tumblr: thEY aRe sO GAY fOR eaCH oTHeR thEY GEt aLong sO wEll I caN’t WAiT fOR TheM tO faLL iN LOve!!1!!

Me:

I'm gonna talk about something important real quick

Can we just appreciate Jackson “Jia Er” Wang? Like honestly this man gives me so much hope for humanity. This man uses his personal breaks to not just visit family, but also goes to nursing homes to make the elderly happy and becomes their grandchild for the day so they feel like they are seeing one of their grandchildren. When he posts on social media, he translates everything he says just for international fans so they understand. Jackson is such a genuinely kind and humble person. I’m not saying that the rest of GOT7 is not the same way but, just the things he and Got7 do for, not just Aghase, but everyone they encounter makes me legit cry. They make me question sometimes, “How did I get so lucky to live during the same time period as them?” Since I’ve basically come to talk about all the members as one now, how can people simply hate on GOT7 for no reason/not a very logical reason to dislike them? Seriously though? I get that everyone has different opinions on many things but just take 5 minutes to realize they literally gave up having a normal life to make people all over the people happy;they all don’t get to see their families very often because of touring, promotions, recording, filming,etc. They’ve literally given up part of their lives to make others happy. I give them so much respect for having the courage to do music to make people happy and basically give up their chances of having a normal life.

I know not many people may have read this far but for those who did, thank you for reading💕

“So someone in a group asked me to tell them why I hate the ocean sunfish so much, and apparently it was ~too mean~ and was deleted. To perpetuate the truth and stand up for ethical journalism, I’m posting it here. [Rated NC-17 for language.] Disclaimer, I care about marine life more than I care about anything else, for real. Except this big dumb idiot. And it’s not like an ~ironic~ thing, I mean it IS hilarious to me and they ARE THE BIGGEST JOKE PLAYED ON EARTH but I seriously fucking hate them. THE MOLA MOLA FISH (OR OCEAN SUNFISH) They are the world’s largest boney fish, weighing up to 5,000 pounds. And since they have very little girth, that just makes them these absolutely giant fucking dinner plates that God must have accidentally dropped while washing dishes one day and shrugged his shoulders at because no one could have imagined this would happen. AND WITH NO PURPOSE. EVERY POUND OF THAT IS A WASTED POUND AND EVERY FOOT OF IT (10 FT BY 14 FT) IS WASTED SPACE. They are so completely useless that scientists even debate about how they move. They have little control other than some minor wiggling. Some say they must just push water out of their mouths for direction (?????). They COULD use their back fin EXCEPT GUESS WHAT IT DOESNT FUCKING GROW. It just continually folds in on itself, so the freaking cells are being made, this piece of floating garbage just doesn’t put them where they need to fucking go. So they don’t have swim bladders. You know, the one thing that every fish has to make sure it doesn’t just sink to the bottom of the ocean when they stop moving and can stay the right side up. This creature. That can barely move to begin with. Can never stop its continuous tour of idiocy across the ocean or it’ll fucking sink. EXCEPT. EXCEPT. When they get stuck on top of the water! Which happens frequently! Because without the whole swim bladder thing, if the ocean pushes over THE THINNEST BUT LARGEST MOST TOPPLE-ABLE FISH ON THE PLANET, shit outta luck! There is no creature on this earth that needs a swim bladder more than this spit in the face of nature, AND YET. Some scientists have speculated that when they do that, they are absorbing energy from the sun because no one fucking knows how they manage to get any real energy to begin with. So they need the sun I guess. But good news, when they end up stuck like that, it gives birds a chance to land on their goddamn island of a body and eat the bugs and parasites out of its skin because it’s basically a slowly migrating cesspool. Pros and cons. "If they are so huge, they must at least be decent predators.” No. No. The most dangerous thing about them is, as you may have guessed, their stupidity. They have caused the death of one person before. Because it jumped onto a boat. On a human. And in 2005 it decided to relive its mighty glory days and do it again, this time landing on a four-year-old boy. Luckily Byron sustained no injuries. Way to go, fish. Great job. They mostly only eat jellyfish because of course they do, they could only eat something that has no brain and a possibility of drifting into their mouths I guess. Everything they do eat has almost zero nutritional value and because it’s so stupidly fucking big, it has to eat a ton of the almost no nutritional value stuff to stay alive. Dumb. See that ridiculous open mouth? (This is actually why this is my favorite picture of one, and I have had it saved to my phone for three years) “Oh no! What could have happened! How could this be!” Do not let that expression fool you, they just don’t have the goddamn ability to close their mouths because their teeth are fused together, and ya know what, it is good it floats around with such a clueless expression on its face, because it is in fact clueless as all fuck. They do SOMETIMES get eaten though. BUT HARDLY. No animal truly uses them as a food source, but instead (which has lead us to said photo) will usually just maim the fuck out of them for kicks. Seals have been seen playing with their fins like frisbees. Probably the most useful thing to ever come from them. “Wow, you raise some good points here, this fish truly is proof that God has abandoned us.” Yes, thank you. “But if they’re so bad at literally everything, why haven’t they gone extinct.” Great question. BECAUSE THIS THING IS SO WORTHLESS IT DOESNT REALIZE IT SHOULD NOT EXIST. IT IS SO UNAWARE OF LITERALLY FUCKING EVERYTHING THAT IT DOESNT REALIZE THAT IT’S DOING MAYBE THE WORST FUCKING JOB OF BEING A FISH, OR DEBATABLY THE WORST JOB OF BEING A CLUSTER OF CELLS THAN ANY OTHER CLUSTER OF CELLS. SO WHAT DOES IT DO? IT LAYS THE MOST EGGS OUT OF EVERYTHING. Besides some bugs, there are some ants and stuff that’ll lay more. IT WILL LAY 300 MILLION EGGS AT ONE TIME. 300,000,000. IT SURVIVES BECAUSE IT WOULD BE STATISTICALLY IMPROBABLE, DARE I SAY IMPOSSIBLE, THAT THERE WOULDNT BE AT LEAST ONE OF THOSE 300,000,000 (that is EACH time they lay eggs) LEFT SURVIVING AT THE END OF THE DAY. And this concludes why I hate the fuck out of this complete failure of evolution, the Ocean Sunfish. If I ever see one, I will throw rocks at it.“ -Scout Burns

*Suddenly there where three of them wacky skeletons. Doing things. Asserting themselves. 

 Inspired by a commission fic @soloshikigami wrote for me. 

 Seriously, go commission them. 

Their writing is fanatic! 

 They gave me my babies and its everything I could ever have hoped for. <3


 SpiceymustardBBQ sauce? ? ? This otp3 doesn’t even have a name. It’s sad. There needs to be more UF bros+SF pap in the world.

What I think of the types (ENTP)

(Don’t get offended, this is based on people I know and stereotypes and although I might see flaws in people that doesn’t affect my overall impression of them, I can still love them just the same)

INTJ: I’m afraid of you but I admire you. You’re just so smart and cold, you know exactly what to do and you do it silently without people noticing how “powerful” you are. You’re like me but much more organized and disciplined and I wish I was like that. You’re mysterious and that appeals to me. However it will probably be a long time until I trust one of you.

INFJ: I don’t get why everybody thinks you are some kind of special unicorn that’s hard to see and when you do it’s as if you had found a treasure. I know two of you and you’re super nice but I don’t think I could have any deep relationship with you of any kind. And I definitely don’t have that attraction that supposedly all ENTPs have towards INFJs, sorry not sorry.

ENTJ: I don’t know any of you or at least I’m not sure I do. You look interesting to me though. You have the willpower that I lack and you’ll probably go further in life than me if I don’t change. I think we would argue a lot because I can’t stand bossy people and I would fight you every time I don’t agree with you.

ENFJ: I love you so much. You’re my favorite F type ever. You are smart and deep and I can have super meaningful conversations with you. You’re so positive and hardworking and I’m kinda jealous of that but what I like is that even though you’re organized you don’t try to impose your organization to me. I also think you’re mature and calm and have a lot of common sense. I get along very well with all of the ENFJs I know. 

ISTJ: I’m not sure I know any of you irl but if I’m right and my law professor is one I’d say I don’t really like you. You don’t have to be so practical, I mean, things are not black or white, there are like thousands of shades of grey between those too, don’t be so simple. I think you’re smart but omg don’t be so logical and don’t hate people so much.

ISFJ: you’re so sweet, so so sweet. It’s incredible how you can care so much about others and be all the time trying to fix them. You’re too kind and if you care you let people roll over you and that’s not okay. You’re worth so much more so start being a bit more selfish and understand sometimes you need to be fixed too.

ESTJ: you don’t have to be perfect, seriously, take it easy. You stress me when you try to control me and you don’t even listen to me. STOP. And sometimes it looks as if you couldn’t hold a deep conversation for more than ten minutes and it’s frustrating. However when you do (those unusual times) you surprise me. I could never work with you though.

ESFJ: if you’re going to do good things for people and rub them in then don’t do it. I mean I appreciate you but please, stop being so dramatic. And understand I’m different than you, I have different ideas, my brain works differently, I’m not as organized as you, and that’s okay. Everything you don’t share it’s not wrong. Anyway I admire your dedication and how caring you are, I truly do.

INTP: lol you’re a disaster. I relate to you a lot and I thing we could get along very well but we would probably never accomplish anything or get hit by a car while we’re on the street focused in our own world. But it would be so much fun.

INFP: you are mysterious and weird and you look super outspoken but them you’re reflective loners who don’t give a shit about other people. I think you see yourselves as super cool and super deep and you think you’re misunderstood but let me tell you, your not that special. You’re nice though.

ENTP: well what can I say, I’ve only had the chance to meet another ENTP in real life (and I suspect one of my professors is one too) and it’s like seeing myself in a mirror but I’m seeing things I didn’t see before. ENTPs are the most stubborn people I’ve ever met, like, arguments can last forever and you exhaust me. But you’re so cool and I like your conversations. Basically I’m even prouder now to be an ENTP than I was before (I’ll probably expand this in another post)

ENFP: I love your type, I really do. We get along very well, we are so similar in some things but different in others so we connect very well. I think you’d be better if you saw things from a less emotional perspective, I mean, things related to your life. Stop being so insecure because you’re really great.

ISFP: why do you all love to cook that much? You have a gift for that so keep doing it. You care about people but then you do whatever you want and don’t need anybody else. I think you have more emotions than you show and I’ve learned that you have sudden bursts of anger but they don’t last long.

ISTP: I don’t know any of you but if I let the stereotype guide me, you look so practical which could not really fit in with me but we could make a good team since you look independent too.

ESFP: stop being the class clown, stop wanting everybody to like you. Life is much more than the happiness of the moment. I could have fun with you but I don’t think I could form a deeper bond with you.

ESTP: you are so cool, you’re so authentic and smart and with clear ideas. You are independent and fun and I think you’re like a less complicated version of myself. I think you’re too resentful and sometimes you could use a little more empathy. But I like you, we could be very good friends.

The Adrien Diaries...

Okay, so this is particular entry is a Valentine’s Day special… that’s over a week late. Deal with it, inspiration for the most awkward scenario only struck yesterday after talking to both @animatedsuperchick19 (who suggested the game they are playing) and @mr-hawkmoth (who talked me into this being an Adrien Diaries/Aftermath Addendums). Blame them for sunshine boy’s suffering.

 Now, this has an Aftermath Addendums coming, as well as ANOTHER Adrien Diaries Entry… Although if ya’ll are hoping to get poor Mari’s POV anytime soon, keep waiting XD

Enjoy!

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Brave

Originally posted by its-foley


Pairing: Justin Foley x Reader

Request: “8 - Justin Foley”

Prompt:

8. “What do you think? Let’s give it another shot?”

Word count: 1.294

Posted: 13th of May 2017

A/N: This is one of my lovely Aja’s request. I am my way through her list of requests and I completed like four over eighteen of her prompt requests. I love you so much Aja, but keep an eye out for my revenge! Thank you.

P.S: I am not accepting part 2 requests as I am trying to finish my requests. Sorry.

- G. x

Link: Prompt List

Warning: a little bit of swearing, sorry.


“Justin, what the hell is this?” Your eyes grew wide as you saw the amusement ride that you were falling in line for. It was a high roller coaster full of loops and you knew what might happen after it.

“Babe, it will be fun!” Your boyfriend, Justin, excitedly exclaimed and a knot was formed in your stomach as you heard the defeating shouts from the current passengers of the ride.

“I am backing out!” You pulled your hand from Justin’s grip and you turned around to get out of it, but the line was already long and crowded. “Damn it!”

“C'mon, (Y/N)! This is fun!” Zach exclaimed as he adored your terrified and scared face.

“Dude, I’m shitting on myself during this ride.” You honestly said and your friends, that stood in front of you and Justin, laughed loudly. You playfully pouted at them to let them show that you were offended because of their actions.

“I’m by your side, love.” Justin assured you as he held your hand tightly, intertwining his fingers with yours. “We can do this together.”

“Jus, you love these extreme rides. It’s easy for you to say that!” You debated and you felt a little more nervous and anxious as you saw the line moving forward, you were getting near, little by little, to the entrance.

You’ve never loved feeling the adrenaline rush kissing your skin and your internal organs, but your boyfriend did and he would always drag you to different amusement parks with his friends. You would hate him whenever he would force you to ride something that you didn’t like, but you would end up loving it, because he would whisper sweet things to you and he would embrace you tightly to assure you that he would always be with you.

“I know, but I can assure you that you will love this one too.” He pressed a quick kiss on your lips as you forcefully pulled a fake and terrified smile. “You’re brave, right?”

“Yeah, whatever!” You rolled your eyes and you gained some laughs from your friends. They teased Justin and he just laughed at them, still being excited for the ride. “I hate you, Jus!”

“I love you more, my princess.” Justin winked at you to vex you even more and you rolled your eyes once again. You playfully nudged him and he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. He gave you a kiss on your temple and it seriously made you smile.

You loved Justin so much and you couldn’t lie about it, because he wasn’t just perfect, but he was also a complete dork and goofy. He was also fun to be with, although he would force you to do something adventurous and scary.

“Ready?” Justin smirked as you he buckled your seatbelt tightly.

“Jus, you know that the answer would always be no.” You unleashed a heavy sigh and he gave you another kiss on your lips to assure you. He buckled his seatbelt too and then he wrapped his arms around you.

“I love you, my princess.” Justin said before the ride had started. You smiled at him widely, shaking off a little bit of your nervousness and taking out your braveness.

“I love you too, Jus!” You replied to him as the ride slowly started its engine. “Oh My God!”

“We can do it!” Justin grabbed your hand and he held it tightly. You seriously felt safe by feeling his touch, you bit your lip as the rollercoaster reached its highest point. “Ready?” Justin smirked playfully to tease you and you tightly closed your eyes.

“Fuck you, Justin!” You sassily swore and you tightly sealed your mouth, trying not to shout for the anxiety that you were having that moment. Justin just laughed as he adored your scared facial expression.

Justin’s laughter suddenly vanished and an enjoyed and happy holler was heard in his voice. You felt your heart falling in your stomach as the ride fell down and sped up, following its track with its maximum speed.

The heavy and harsh cold wind kissed your smooth and soft skin as you had your highs and your lows. Your hair was flying everywhere and it followed you as the ride took some of its high loops. You tightened your grip on Justin’s hands, scratching a little bit of his skin with your nails, and you shouted uncontrollably to expel the terror that you felt in your bones. You fought back with the dizziness that you felt as you took some curves and you kept on hoping to reach the end of the ride quickly.

“Thank God!” You shouted loudly as soon as the ride stopped on its end. You earned some laughs from the people around you and you quickly unbuckled your seatbelt as you tried to dismiss your dizziness and the empty feeling in your stomach.

“Babe,” Justin called you as you walked towards a tree limply. He was worried for your state and it was obvious in his voice. “shit!”

You suddenly felt sick and empty, your senses were everything but enthusiastic.

“Are you okay?” Justin asked you as he rubbed your back. You felt like you were about to expel the food that you had earlier in the morning, but it was quickly stopped as you drank from the water bottle that Jessica gave you.

You somehow felt better and you finally had a chance to breathe without any problems.

“Sorry, Babe.” Justin pouted as he felt guilty by seeing you in that situation. He wanted for you to have fun and not to feel sick. It wasn’t his intentions to make you feel bad.

“It was okay, babe.” You weakly smiled at him as you handed him the empty water bottle. “Sorry for scratching your hand, instead.”

“It’s fine, baby!” The group laughed as they saw Justin’s a little bit red hand, still with your nail scratches and shapes. He helped you to balance your weight as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Good job, (Y/N)!” Jessica cheered and you gained some hollers and claps from your friends. You laughed at them as you slowly felt better, your dizziness faded and the terror was already flushed.

“Are you feeling better now?” Alex asked you with a worried expression on his face. You knew that your friends cared too much for you and you thanked them for that.

“Yup, thanks Lex!” You cheerfully nodded and your body was filled with the energy that you lost during the ride.

“Really?” Your boyfriend happily asked and you nodded in response. “So…” He cheekily smirked at you and you corrugated your forehead as you were curious to know what was in his mind.

“So?” Your friends asked in unison, also curious of Justin’s plans.

What do you think? Let’s give it another shot?” Justin excitedly asked and he quickly received some judging face from your friends.

“Fuck you, Foley!” You playfully slapped him several times and he just let out a loud laugh as he noticed how annoyed you were. “Seriously, fuck you!”

“I love you too, my princess!” Justin winked at you as he held his stomach for his contagious laughs. You couldn’t help but smile as you shook your irritated expression off and playfully shook your head in disbelief.

“Asshole!” Your friends jokingly insulted him and you all let out noisy chuckles, being happy that you were all together.

Honestly? You felt lucky that Justin was there to guide you and to teach you how to be brave by taking some risks. He knew that life was like a rollercoaster ride, it had its ups and downs and Justin wanted you to be an independent woman, nevertheless he would always be by your side.


wednesdaysandwhich  asked:

Nico and will getting to know each other through regular camp activities(They've both been through so much, I just need them whole and healing)

Here you go! But seriously, how do you end things?


How hate turned to love

Nico wasn’t lying when he said that he had hated the three-day stay in the infirmary. Sure, he had been allowed to go outside on the third day of his stay to ‘get some sun so that he could get his Italian tan back’ or something along those lines, but he still didn’t like being holed up in a room with white and yellow walls along with a bed with white bedsheets and a cupboard full of medical equipment. It made him unhappy to be in the light. He had complained about it to Will the morning of the second day, and when he thought back on it, he didn’t really know what to make of the conversation.

“I really hate being in this room. It’s too bright,” Nico grumbled as Will took his blood pressure. “And it’s even worse that you forced me to sleep with the lights on. That’s just straight-out embarrassing. The Son of Hades sleeping with the lights on?”

“It’s for your own good,” Will said, whistling as he stitched up Nico’s arm – the werewolf poison had dissolved the first set of mortal stitches, so now they were trying again, this time with enchanted thread. “I don’t want you to fade, so I don’t want you to be exposed to more darkness than there is in your body. It’s a lethal amount, you know. It’s eating you up from the inside.”

“I don’t care. How would feel if you were trapped in darkness the whole time? It’s the same thing with me and the light.”

Will stopped halfway in doing a stitch, the needle still deep in Nico’s arm. “Well, I guess you make a point, but I still have to keep you in the light. Just until the three days are up. After that, you can sleep without a light on again. Will that make you happy?”

It had made Nico happy to be able to be able to move back to his cabin and sleep in the darkness, but of course he hadn’t told Will that. In fact, he hadn’t talked to Will the last two weeks, apart from answering a couple questions about his health during the check-up one week ago.

He had done pretty well with avoiding Will outside of the check-ups, but a Thursday a month after his stay in the infirmary, he came to the sword-fighting class he taught with Percy to find the last person he expected to see there. Will Solace. Being taught by Percy how to disarm someone.

The tip of Nico’s sword hit the ground and the two demigods looked up, Will wiping the sweat away from his forehead with the back of his free hand.

“What the Hades are you doing here, Solace?” Nico asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the infirmary or with the rest of your cabin in archery?”

“Will here wanted to be able to handle a sword better,” Percy explained, taking a sip of his water bottle. “He’s not too bad. His moves are pretty rusty, but he has good reflexes and is a fast learner. Can you go through the basics with him while I teach the rest of the kids?”

Nico was about to say that he didn’t want anything to do with Will when he heard himself say, “Sure, why not?”

“Great!” Percy said before walking over to the rest of the group, which consisted of about a dozen demigods from different cabins.

Will smiled at Nico, his sky-blue eyes twinkling in the sunshine. Nico silently groaned, but picked up his sword and walked towards Will, wanting nothing more than to dive into the nearest shadow. How had he gotten himself into this mess?

A month later, it was Will’s time to be confused when Nico appeared in the archery class taught by his sister Kayla.

“I’m not here because I want to,” Nico muttered when Will asked him about it. “I lost a bet, okay? I have to take archery for a month.”

Over the next few archery classes, Will got to learn more about Nico, for example that his favourite colour was blue (not black like Will had originally thought), his birthday was the 28th of January and that he could speak Ancient Greek, Latin and Italian fluently.

“Really? Your favourite colour is purple?” Nico asked incredulously. “I would have thought it would have been like, green or red.

“Nope, it’s purple,” Will said, pointing to a part of the bandage. “If you cut it there, it should be long enough to wrap a small wound.”

Nico didn’t even say anything as he cut the bandage. So what if he was learning how to wrap wounds and stuff in the infirmary by Will? They were just friends. Whoa, that felt weird. Had he just called Will his friend? He had, and it had felt natural too, not wrong or forced at all.

“Nico? Are you okay? You totally zoned out for a minute there,” Will’s worried voice broke through his thoughts and he looked up at Will’s concerned face.

“I got lost in some thoughts.” Nico was silent for a bit. “We’re friends, right?”

“Of course we are.” Will pointed to a patient. “She just came in with a twisted ankle. Think you can fix it?”

Nico nodded with a determined expression. He could do this. He had learned and practised this for weeks now.

“Will? Why is Nico sitting with us?” Ella, Will’s seven-year-old sister asked one day at dinner. It was quite a cold day, and Nico was sitting closer to Will than usual in an attempt to steal the Son of Apollo’s body heat.

“Because he’s lonely at his own table. Therefore he’s sitting with me because we’re friends. That’s what friends do. We make sure that the other friend is not lonely. Right?”

Ella nodded. “Yeah! You’re my friend too, Nico. Because I don’t want you to be alone. That’s okay, right?”

Nico let a small smile tug at his lips. “Yes. That’s okay.”

“Five minutes, everybody!” Leo called out. All the campers were on the beach, counting down the minutes until New Years. Will was standing with Nico, the rest of the Seven as well as Rachel, Reyna and Calypso.

Everyone was holding their hands with their respective other – Percy with Annabeth, Piper with Jason, Hazel with Frank, Leo with Calypso and Reyna with Rachel. The only two not holding hands were Nico and Will, who were both sneaking glances at each other when they thought the other one didn’t see. The rest of their small crowd smirked at each other, knowing that both boys had massive crushes on the other.

Will swallowed. “Hey, Nico? Can I talk to you for a moment?”

Nico nodded as Leo called out, “Three minutes!”

They walked a bit away from the rest of the campers and Will took a deep breath. “There’s something I gotta tell you.”

Nico looked up at Will’s face illuminated by the lights hanging from the trees surrounding the beach. “Go ahead.”

Two minutes.

“You see Nico, I, um.” Will  silently cursed himself. He had never been good with words, but now was really not the time for his tongue to completely tie itself into knots.”

90 seconds.

“You what?” Nico asked confused. He had no idea what Will’s was going to say. Of course, he had his hopes, but they were firmly sealed away in his brain.

“I, um, I…”

One minute.

“Will? Are you okay? You look really nervous.” Nico had no idea why Will as acting like this, but he was assuming that something was wrong.

“I…” Will took a deep breath.

30 seconds.

“Damn it,” Will swore, running a hand through his hair. “I really like you, okay? Like, like you.”

Silence.

Nico’s mind was going 90 miles an hour. Will… Will liked him?

10 seconds.

Nico could feel his eyes fill with tears of happiness and relief. “Really?”

5 seconds.

“I understand if you don’t like me back,” Will continued. “But I just wanted to tell you.”

“No! I really like you too!” Nico said quickly.

3 seconds.

Several emotions flashed across Will’s face before he stepped closer to Nico.

2 seconds.

“Can I kiss you?” Will breathed, wanting to kiss Nico before the New Year officially started.

1 second.

“Please do,” Nico whispered before pressing his lips against Will’s. It was his first kiss and he knew that it was Will’s first kiss too. He had learned that a month ago when it randomly came up in a conversation. But that didn’t matter now. Kiss Will now, think later, his brain reminded him and he closed his eyes, happily listening to his brain for once.

0 seconds.

One Day, My Love

“Imagine where you were sort of an agent undercover to investigate IRA and there you met Chibs, you fell in love and tended him when Jimmy gave him his scars. He couldn’t date you bc you were undercover in Ireland, but now years later you’re in Charming (not an agent anymore) and reconnect and fluffy love between them

A/N - I still kept Fiona and Kerrianne in this, but Filip isn’t with Fi romantically anymore. I also made the reader six years younger than Chibs, so when they meet again he’s 42 and the reader is 36 :)

“Jesus, Filip, you need to go hospital.” You pat at the raw, freshly slashed skin on the man’s face, tears brimming your eyes. He places his hand over your wrist, halting your movements, his eyes finding yours in the brightly lit room.

He strokes your skin so tenderly, a sob parting from your lips as you see the man you love so wounded. You knew he’d have these scars for life, the reminder of just what Jimmy'O is capable of. Not that it mattered, you’d love this man no matter what state he’s in.

“I’m sorry for putting this on you, lass. I got nowhere else to go.” You scoff at his apologises, knowing he’s not nothing to apologise for. You continue your care of his cheeks as he watches you with such adoration, your chest hurting at the fact you can’t love this man openly, for all to see.

“Don’t be silly, love.” you sniffle, trying to pull yourself together for his sake. Placing the now crimson coloured cloths down, you stand up, placing yourself in between your secret lovers legs. You take his hand, letting him pull you into his lap, him leaning into the plush sofa as you straddle him, careful not to put any pressure on his forming bruises. “You’re not safe here, Filip, you need to get out of here.”

The words felt like poison as they forced themselves out of your mouth, but you knew what you said was true. You knew it’s going to tear you in half, to have to be split up from the being that you love so much, but he’s no use to anybody dead, and that’s how this was going to end up.

As much as he hated to admit it, the man underneath you also knew you were right. The worst thing was, he knew you couldn’t come with him. Being a fed, especially an undercover one, was a seriously dangerous job. If anybody found out about him being with you, or vise versa, you’d both be ripped to shreds. “Aye. He’s got my kid, (Y/N). Fiona. I can’t just-”

“I’ll keep an eye on your family, Filip. You can’t help them if you’re dead.” The words must’ve hit home for Filip, a strangled sob leaving his lips as he tries to control down his ragged breaths. You trace the back of his hand with your thumb, hoping the patterns made by your touch will help him calm.

“I don’t wanna leave you, sweetheart. It’s all turned to shite.” You can hear the anger rising in his tone, becoming more and more prominent as he comes to terms with the fact he’s being forced out of his home by some jealous, ruthless prick.

“Shh, I know baby.” you whimper, your last bit of strength crumbling as you grab Filip’s face within your hands, your thumbs swiping over the falling tears. “I’ll be with you again, my love. We’ll be together properly one day.”

Blowing out a deep breath, you contemplate on whether your plan of action is a sane thing to do. What if he doesn’t even remember you? Or worse, what if he’s happily taken and in love with a beautiful woman?

You slap your cheek lightly, telling yourself to snap out of it, knowing that if you kept going you’d completely talk yourself out of it. You’ve spent the last ten years living on ‘what if’s?’ and you did not want to spend the remainder of your life doing the same.

Pulling your car into the parking lot of Teller-Morrow, you give yourself a few minutes to prepare yourself before hopping out of your car. You’ve got literally no idea if he’s even going to be here at this moment in time, but after calling in a favour from your recently ex-employer, you found out this was the SAMCRO base.

You’d handed in your notice a few days before, having enough money to feel comfortable and being able to step back and find the man you got separated from all those years ago. No badge to get in the way.

Stepping out of your vehicle, you lock the doors behind you, rubbing your hands together nervously as you approach the garage. Pushing your sunglasses up onto your head, you shove your hands in your trouser pockets, trying to seem less anxious.

“Can I help you, lass?“ The voice that used to whisper sweet nothings to you fills the air, the man attached to it standing behind you. You turn around slowly, telling yourself not to be disappointed if you don’t get the reaction you want.

“I hope so.” you breathe, finally seeing the face you’ve been dreaming of for the last ten years. He still looks just as beautiful, the two curved lines imprinted on his skin making him look all the more breathtaking, in your opinion.

“Jesus…” Filip whispers, his expression filled with disbelief. Your vision becomes misty as tears begin to surface, a warm smile plastered on your face. You close your eyes as you feel his fingertips skim across your face, like touching you will help him believe that you’re actually here.

“Hi.” You laugh through your tears, content with knowing the man you’ve never stopped loving is standing right in front of you, seemingly healthy and alive. In the life he has, that’s never guaranteed. You place your hands on top of his, not caring if other people were watching, you melting so easily into his touch.

“Is that really you?” he asks, his thumbs sweeping away the shed tears delicately. You nod, noticing the film of liquid covering his own eyes, you falling in love with him even more. He shakes his head, a chuckle leaving his lips. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

Before you have time to respond, you’re halted in the best possible way. Filip’s mouth covers yours, and he tastes so sweet, so much like the home you’ve been deprived of for what feels like forever. You press yourself against him, your hands going to his face as you both rediscover one another, a bubble surrounding the two of you that nobody can pop.

His hands slip around you, gripping your hips before locking themselves behind your back, holding you in place just incase you disappear from him again. His tongue flicks across your bottom lip, requesting entry that you grant, your hands resting on the nape of his neck as the kiss gets heated, a moan slipping from you instinctively. He growls in response, pulling away as you hear whistles and cat calls around you.

Cheeks blushing, you try to create some distance, Filip not liking your idea as he tightens his grip even further, your hands resting on his chest. “I don’t think so, lovey. Now I’ve got you back, I’m not letting you go.”

“I’m not going anywhere.“ you whisper, pressing a quick kiss to his tinted lips. “There’s nothing to get in our way, Filip. We’re free to be together properly, just like I promised.”

“Forever, my love.”

Originally posted by imaginealotofthings

A/N - I love Chibs sooooo much, I don’t write about him enough! Thanks to whoever sent in the request :) and thanks to all for reading and supporting! Xx

“Alex and kara going to their first pride and kara being so over stimulated but also so excited to be there.” from @ownyourstage and @marzo2theletter “Alex going to her first Pride with Maggie and being kind of nervous?” and @happysanvers “ It being both Kara and Alex’s first pride but they’ve got their supportive gfs and ade and the Superfriends so their nerves are calmed” and @mrtevloar “ Kara wanting to go to Pride as Kara and not Supergirl for once but is scared she’ll get overwhelmed bc of crowd and sounds and smells.”


Maggie and Adrian assure them that National City Pride is not nearly as huge – or nearly as corporate, thank the gay goddesses – as Prides in bigger cities.

Maggie and Adrian assure them, but they still have two very nervous Danvers girls on their hands.

Kara cuddles on Alex’s shoulder that morning, while Lena, Maggie, and Adrian are on a coffee run. While they’re soaking in as much quiet, alone sister time as they can before a packed weekend of body glitter and hilarity and community and solemn remembrance and a promise to live in honor of those who haven’t been allowed to, to fight for those who aren’t allowed to now.

“Do you think it’s wrong? For me to want to go as myself? Not just as Supergirl? Am I letting the queer kids of National City down?”

Alex strokes her sister’s hair and shakes her head. “Of course not, Kara. You’re doing what’s healthy for you, you’re doing what’s gonna make you happy. You want to roll down the street holding your girlfriend’s hand, as you, not have everything you do and say photographed by someone who’s not us, who’s not James. That’s okay. You’re allowed, Kara. I promise.”

“And I wrote that press release of support, explaining that Supergirl wants to be with her girlfriend – “

“Yeah, and you exploded the internet with you writing that coming out piece on behalf of Supergirl, sis. I don’t think you’re letting anyone down. I really don’t. That piece lifted a lot of people up.”

Kara sighs and shifts closer to her sister.

“But what if I… what if I can’t do it? What if I can’t stay? As just… me?”

“If you get overwhelmed?”

Kara nods, face buried in Alex’s shoulder, and Alex tightens her hold on her little sister.

“Then you let us know, and we’ll leave. We’ll take as many breaks as you need to, okay? No one’s going to make you stay a second longer than you want to.”

“That won’t be letting anyone down? It won’t be letting Lena down?”

There’s a rustling at the door and laughter outside of it, and Alex smiles. “Why don’t you ask her right now?”

“Donuts and coffee for our Danvers girls!” Maggie announces as she swings the front door open, beaming. 

Adrian – rainbow bandanna already slightly sweaty on his forehead – is carefully balancing coffees while Lena, by design, is carrying the donuts.

Kara squirms out of Alex’s arms and straight to her girlfriend.

Or, more specifically, to the donuts.

She downs three before gulping at enough air to speak.

“If I get overstimulated and have to leave, will you be mad?” she asks Lena, and Lena scoffs sympathetically and shakes her head. 

“Oh Kara, of course I won’t. How could I ever be angry at you for asserting what you need?”

“Aww, look at those bi babies being bi together,” Adrian singsongs, and Lena and Kara laugh into each other’s arms.

“How about you, Danvers?” Maggie wraps her arms around Alex. “You ready for your first Pride?”

Alex gulps down her coffee too quickly, and that’s all the answer Maggie needs. 

“I’ll be with you the whole time. So will Adrian, and so will your sister. And James, Winn, J’onn, M’gann, the whole crew, everyone’s gonna meet us there. And didn’t you say Lucy’s coming in?”

“Or out, as it were,” Adrian murmurs, and Alex snorts before sobering and trembling just a bit.

“But what if I don’t like it? What if it’s this big queer explosion and I just… hate it? What if Kara’s overstimulated and I’m uncomfortable and… won’t we just be bad… gays?”

“Oh, sweetie, no,” Maggie begins, but it’s Adrian who finishes.

“You don’t have to like Pride to be a good queer, Alex,” he grins. “I barely like Pride. I mean, I do, right, it’s amazing. Look at me, I’m one big rainbow.” Maggie chuckles and kisses his cheek, and Adrian preens before continuing. “Seriously, though. Pride’s mostly overrun by cis white guys who act so much like the world is about them that the might as well be straight. It’s corporate as all hell, and they keep finding ways to appropriate us. And if it doesn’t feel right to you? That’s okay. It often doesn’t feel right to me, either. We won’t take away your membership card, I promise.”

“I’ll still go down on you as much as you want,” Maggie whispers into her ear, and Alex squeals. Lena and Kara glance over, somewhat scandalized, and Alex blushes.

“Sorry,” she whispers, and Adrian chuckles.

It turns out that Alex likes it more than she thought she would. She barely blinks the entire time, and she doesn’t once let go of Maggie’s hand.

Sometimes she lets go of Kara’s – when Kara wants to kiss Lena, when Kara hugs James and Winn and J’onn and M’gann and Lucy when they all meet up, when Alex hugs J’onn hard, hard, hard, because his t-shirt reads “I Love My Queer Daughters” – but not once do the sisters let each other out of their sight.

Because Kara is beaming and she’s jumping up and down and pointing out all the t-shirts, all the signs, all the different flags.

She’s squealing when she sees the black, grey, white, and purple from the asexual flag Adrian helps a teenage boy hoist, and she’s laughing and blushing when Lucy and Lena swap notes about Kara’s levels of Superhero Hotness.

But she’s always got her hand in Lena’s, and she’s always got an eye out for the telltale signs of her big sister’s panic attacks.

And, likewise, Alex has always got her hand in Maggie’s, but she’s always got an eye out for the telltale signs of her little sister’s overstimulation.

When she sees them – when Kara falls silent and her eyes glaze slightly, when she stops bouncing and she looks like she’s concentrating so hard on each step – Alex exchanges a glance with Lena, and together they quickly, subtly, round up their group.

“Coffee shop break?” they both ask, and everyone agrees instantly, knowingly. They trudge off the street and spill into a mercifully air conditioned coffee shop.

No one says anything about Kara needing a full ten minutes alone in the bathroom. No one minds the wait.

Because Kara Danvers is always, always worth the wait.

And Rao, is she grateful she took a break – that her family helped her take a break – because when she steps out of the bathroom, refreshed and excited but still a little unsteady, it’s to one of the most beautiful sights she’s ever seen.

Her family, talking and laughing and cuddling in together, in spite of the heat, together, together, together, waiting for Kara to be ready to head back into the sun.