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reason to stay - part two

a/n: after a very long time I finally wrote part two of ‘reason to stay’. I’m sure you’ve all forgotten about this, but enjoy!

– word count: 1,591

– warnings: none!

part one

“What?” The words left Shawn’s lips before he had even fully processed what you just told him.

“I’m pregnant.” You say again, waiting for any signs of any emotion from Shawn.

He stares at you, the tears finally spilling down his cheeks, “Really?”

You nod, stepping closer to him. The bags fall from his hands and he drops to his knees, resting his hands on your hips. He rests his forehead against your stomach, taking deep breaths. You run your fingers through his hair, your tears falling harder than before.

After a couple of minutes you get down on your knees in front of Shawn, taking his face in your hands. He moves your hands away and buries his face in the crook of your neck, tears still wetting his cheeks. You grab his face again gently and make him look at you, wiping his tears with your thumbs.

“Shawn. Shawn, look at me…” you say softly.

He slowly looks at you, his eyes red.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He says quietly.

“No, no, baby. It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m sorry. I’ve been expecting too much from you. Besides, I threw a plate at you.” You whisper, kissing his forehead with a small laugh.

He chuckles, shaking his head, “(Y/n), you expected everything you should’ve from me, I just didn’t meet those expectations like I should have. I deserved to have a plate thrown at me and you didn’t hit me so it doesn’t count.”

“There’s no winning this is there?” You ask with a small smile, gently running your thumbs over Shawn’s cheeks.

“No way.” He shakes his head.

You kiss him quickly, looking directly into his eyes, “Shawn, we need to have a serious talk though.”

He nods, standing up and pulling you up with him. He leads you to the couch, turning to face you. You sit on the couch criss-cross, facing Shawn.

“Did you mean it?” You ask, looking down at your hands.

“Mean what?” He asks, gently making you look at him.

“You said you ‘guess we just fell out of love’. Did you mean it? Do you really not love me anymore?”

Shawn’s expression softens as he looks you in the eyes.

“Of course I still love you, (Y/n).”

“Then why did you say it? I mean you were about to walk out.”

He stares at you, “I don’t know. It was heat of the moment. I was so sure you didn’t love me and wanted me to leave. I really wanted you to say something, anything to make me stay. You really outdid yourself here.”

You laugh softly and take his hands in yours, “I mean, I had a nice way to tell you all planned out, but obviously that didn’t work.”

“Obviously.” He grins.

You sigh and run your fingers through your hair. You were suddenly exhausted and just wanted to relax.

“What’s wrong?” Shawn asks, cupping your face in his hands.

“Just ready to relax.”

“I’ll run you a bath.”

Before you can say anything Shawn is already up and in the bathroom. You walk into the bathroom to see Shawn leaning next to the tub, running the water over his hand to make sure it’s not too hot. He knows exactly how warm you like the water. When Shawn notices you he stands up and helps you get undressed, his fingers grazing over your stomach. Shawn leans over and grabs a hair-tie, putting your hair up for you before getting undressed himself. Shawn steps into the tub, sitting down and getting situated before you slide in and lean against his chest.

“I’m really sorry about how everything went down earlier and for what I said.” He says, gently running his fingers up and down your thighs.

“So am I.”  You lean your head back against Shawn’s shoulder.

Shawn wraps his arms around your torso, leaving a trail of kisses along your shoulder and up your neck. You close your eyes, sighing contently. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, leaving a final kiss on the soft skin against his lips.

“I really do love you.” He whispers.

“I love you too.” You smile.


“What would you name them?” You ask Shawn after a while.

He takes a minute to think, “If they’re a girl, I think Melody would be pretty. For a boy, Jonathan.”

“I really like those.”

“What about middle names? Melody Grace? Jonathan Michael?” Shawn shrugs.

“Shawn, how long have you been thinking of names for our children?”

“Longer than you think.” He chuckles.

“Good. Now we don’t have to worry about having to think of a name later on.”

“Well, we still have to think of a name.”

“No, I like those names. Melody Grace Mendes. Jonathan Michael Mendes. They both have a pretty nice ring to them, eh?”

“I guess they do.” He holds you closer to him, a smile on his face.

“I bet the little one is gonna have your mop of curls.” You grin, thinking about what the baby could look like.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. I hope they have your eyes and nose too. Oh, and musical talent.” You play around with Shawn’s fingers.

“I hope they get everything else from you though.”

“Yeah, really. Don’t want then to end up with your giant hands.” You joke.

“Wow. I see how it is.”

“Aaliyah is gonna love the hell out of this kid.”

“Boy, is that right.”

“Speaking of Aaliyah, when are we gonna tell our families? And how?”

“We can tell them this weekend. Liyah will be home and she said she wants to see us. As for how, I don’t know.” He leaves a kiss behind your ear.

“We’ve got a few days to come up with something.


The day has come where you tell Shawn’s family you’re pregnant. You walk into the house, Aaliyah practically tackling you and Shawn in a hug. You wrap your arms around her and squeeze her tight.

"Missed you kid.” You say as you step back.

“Missed you too.” She smiles.

You hand her an envelope that has her name neatly written on it and she flips it over, about to open it.

“Hold on,” You stop her, “Wait for your parents.”

She stops, but nods, looking at Shawn.

“So, no 'I missed you more than anything. You’re the most amazing sister and I can’t believe I go so long at a time without seeing you’?”

Shawn laughs and pulls her into another hug, kissing the top of her head, “I missed you, Liyah.”

“I missed you too, Shawn.” She grins.

“Where are mom and dad?” Shawn asks, looking around.

“Out back.”

You walk out back and hand them each their own envelope.

“Don’t open them yet. I want you and Aaliyah to open them at the same time.”

“Did you do that thing where you randomly get us all the same gift again?” Manny asks, looking at you.

“Maybe.” You reply before walking back inside.


Everyone is sitting together in the living room, Manny, Karen, and Aaliyah opening their envelopes. They open the cards inside and read what you’ve written before looking up at you.

“Are you serious?” Aaliyah asks before anyone else can.

“Yeah.” You and Shawn both nod.

“Oh my god. Oh my god!” She jumps up hugging you, followed my Manny and Karen before they move to hug Shawn.

“Congrats you guys!” Karen says, a huge smile on her face.

You and Shawn both thank her before turning to Aaliyah.

“Liyah. Listen here young lady. You can’t tell anyone about this yet because not everyone knows and we want to wait a while before telling the public.” You say.

She nods, “Okay. Secret is safe with me.”

Aaliyah looks down at the card still in her hands, “What did your cards say? Mine said: I can’t wait for you to play hockey with me. We’ll have a lot of fun when I’m beating you on the ice. I already know we’ll be best friends. Can’t wait to meet you, Auntie Liyah. Love, baby Mendes.”

We’ll have the best of times hanging out together. You can teach me how to perfectly decorate for every occasion. Can’t wait to meet you, Grandma. Love, baby Mendes.” Karen reads.

Manny looks at his and reads it out loud, “We’re going to have a blast when I get there. You’ll spoil me and sneak behind mom and dad’s backs sometimes. I’ll have you wrapped around my little finger. Can’t wait to meet you, Grandpa. Love, baby Mendes.

You look at Shawn and hand him an envelope, “Baby Mendes has a note for you too.”

Shawn opens the envelope and reads it so everyone can hear, “I can’t wait for you to teach me how to play guitar and I can’t wait for you to sing me to sleep. I can’t wait for you to hold me until I fall back asleep after a bad dream. I can’t wait for you to teach me how to love with every part of me and for you to show me how to be respectful and kind to everyone no matter what. I can’t wait for you to write a song that will be our song. I know you’ll love me forever no matter what. Can’t wait to meet you, Daddy. Love, you baby.

Shawn pulls you into a hug, kissing the top of your head when he finishes reading it.

“I love you.” He whispers into your hair.

“I love you too.”

He pulls back and gives you a kiss before wiping the tears from his eyes.

You knew Shawn was going to be the best dad to your child and you couldn’t wait for all the moments to come of your little family.

5

I HAVE THE BEST HUSBAND.

All other husbands have to step up their game.
I AM PUTTING YOU ALL ON NOTICE.

Because this is what Werepenguin just gave me. He saw the commission that the amazingly-sweet and wonderfully-talented @yliseryn did for me of Allura in my wedding dress, and this idea began to form in his mind.

And this? This isn’t just Allura in my wedding dress. It’s Shiro in Werepenguin’s suit & tie. That’s OUR cake with OUR cake topper. And then Louise, being the utter sweetheart she is, added the b&w images. And then Werepenguin asked her for color versions of THOSE.

And, on top of all of this, I now have a 20x30 METAL PRINT of that top image that I can hang in our home so everyone can see it. Because this is how happy the memory of our wedding day makes him, even 8 years out. (Well, almost 8 years; he gave this to me as an early anniversary present because he couldn’t stand to sit on it any longer.)

I cried when he gave it to me. I’m crying a bit now. I married the most wonderful man and he is absolutely the best thing in my life and if there’s anything that proves that it’s that I cannot come up with the words to describe how I feel.

@joshkeaton @thebestlaurenmontgomery @bext-k

So What’s The Deal With Cassini?

You’re going to see a lot of news in the next couple days about the space probe Cassini and its “Grand Finale,” which is finally coming to an end.  What’s it all about?

Cassini is a space probe launched in 1997 to explore Saturn. It took her seven years to get there (the first thing she did was head the opposite direction, to Venus, to pick up some momentum!) but she arrived safely in 2004.  She’s been out there collecting data and taking picture for us ever since!

Some amazing things Cassini has done so far:

  • She discovered new moons, Methone, Pallene, and Aegaeon!
  • She carried the space probe Huygens most of the way to its successful landing on Saturn’s moon Titan!
  • She discovered water (definitely vapor, and probably liquid too) on the moon Enceladus!
  • She took amazing photos of Saturn, allowing us to see previously undiscovered rings!
  • She found oxygen on the moons Rhea and Dione, the first time we’ve found it anywhere but earth!
  • She dove between Saturn and its rings!

Her 20 year mission ends this week, when she dives toward Saturn for the last time and burns up in the atmosphere.

What’s the timeline for the end of the Cassini mission?

It’s already started!  The Grand Finale stage of the mission officially began back in April.  We’re now entering the final hours.

September 9: Cassini passed between Saturn and its rings for the last time

September 11: Cassini completed her final flyby of Titan

September 13/14: Cassini takes her final photos of Saturn and its rings

September 14: Cassini begins its continuous data transmission to earth.  This will last until the mission completes.

September 15: Cassini enters Saturn’s atmosphere.

Why are we sending her to burn up?

We’re sending her to do so much more than that! She’ll be collecting and transmitting data to earth until the very last moments—data we couldn’t get any other way.

And the data she’s already given us make this mission conclusion (though a little wistful) very important!  By burning up in Saturn’s atmosphere, she guarantees that the potential life (supported by the water she discovered) on Saturn’s moons will remain uncontaminated by ay microbes that may have hitched a ride from earth.

If you don’t think that’s the raddest shit, I don’t know what to tell you!

4

This Teen Got Extra Credit Because She Did An Amazing Drawing Of A Meme On Her Math Test

“He handed me my test back and I was looking over it and I just immediately lost it, I was laughing so hard I was crying,” Maeve Lindell said. “I showed it to my friend and pretty soon half the class was laughing about it.”

Teacher Jordan Marks told BuzzFeed News he gave Maeve the extra points because he appreciated her artwork all semester. He said he picked the number at random.

“It’s the end of the school year and she really deserved it,” he said.

Marks added that he often tries to do things to make math a little more fun for his students.

“Anything I can do to try to get a laugh out of the kids I try to do to break up the monotony of the classroom,” he said.

What is a story you have been dying to tell?

When I was 15 years old, I ran away from home because I was pissed off at my parents for a reason I cant remember. I didnt have much money, so I decided to hop onto the skytrain(public transport train in British Columbia) and ride it as far as it would go. I reached the end of the line in less then an hour, and decided I wanted to ride it all the way back again, while trying to formulate some kind of plan of how I wanted to live the rest of my life without my parents or anyone. At the last stop, or the first stop depending on your perspective of it, a girl came on and sat in the row right behind me. I didnt pay much attention to her at first, as I was busy writing my life plan on a napkin. It was a few minutes later that she got up and came sat next to me, curious as to what I was writing. I told her the story, and after a few laughs, we began talking about everything and anything. Her name was Amanda, 17 years old, and absolutely wonderful. She told me she was getting off at the last stop, which was also the first stop, depending on how you look at it. It was also the stop I had gotten on originally, and I told her we would ride to it together. The train ride took less then an hour, and what a wonderful hour indeed.

When the last stop did come, we both knew we probably wouldnt see each other ever again(this was before the days of cellphones, and I was a shy little kid afraid to make moves). As we got to the end of the sidewalk which split in two different directions, she went right and I went left. Before saying goodbye she turned to me and asked me a question that has become a wonderful part of my life; she asked me, “Tell me something you have done, or want to do, that you think I should do? It can be anything, as challenging as you want it to be, or as easy. As long as you give me the rest of my life to complete it, I promise I will do it..” I was confused as to why, but I thought about it, and told her, “Sing a song acapella in a room full of strangers.” She said perfect and asked me if I would like a challenge as well. I told her I did, and she told me, “read, from start to finish, “Ulysses” by James Joyce.” I had never heard of it at the time, but I agreed, and we said our goodbyes.

I have a awful memory, and cant remember most conversations I have with most people. But I remember all of that clearly. You know why? Because of the challenge she gave me. In the 12 years that have past since, I have tried to read that book in over 150 different sittings. Everytime I open my copy of the 780 page monster of a book, I always think of her, and I always think of that day. Ive never been sure if it was her intent or not, but she left her lasting memory on me with that challenge. I soon after learned what she did, was a completey wonderful and amazing thing for me. So I decided to keep it going. Ive met a lot of strangers in my life; some that have become friends, and some, due to living in different time zones and whatnot, didnt. I dont want to just have experiences and then let them go. I want to remember these meetings, and embrace the fact that they happened. So whenever I leave someone who has left an amazing impact of my life, I always make sure to add them to my Ulysses Bucket List. I ask them to give me a challenge, as difficult or as easy as they want it to be, and regardless of the fact that they have done it or not; simply something their heart has had wanted to do.

Some have been easy and fun; I met a man in India 9 years ago who told me to, for a week or a month, cook/buy twice as much food as I intend on eating, and give the other half to a stranger in need. I completed that mission 8 years ago, and thought about that man and the time we had all the way through. I met a girl on a cruise 6 years ago, who told me to jump into a body of water on a slightly cold day, without touching or feeling the temperature of the water first. I did that the very same year. I met a couple at an outdoor music festival a few years ago that told me to wear the most bizarre outfit imaginable and walk through a public place, completely oblivious to the fact that you arent looking normal. I did that task the very next day, at the same festival. Some have been difficult, to say the least: three guys I met in Amsterdam and smoked all night with, told me to go to a mall and give 10 strangers 10 presents. That one took a lot of courage, but I did it a year or so after I met them. It was nerve racking, but at the same time exhilerating leaving my comfort zone. A girl I met on a plane told me to sky dive; Im still in the process of getting that done. A couple I met in Cali on the beach told me to tell the 5 people I hated the most, that I love them and respect them. That one was very difficult because of my stubborness, but ive come close to completing that list many a times(still in the process, 2 more people to go).

And some things, have had an everlasting impact on my daily life. I met a girl at a music festival, who told me that whenever I get mad at someone, walk away, sing my happy song in my head for 5 minutes, go back to the person im mad at with a clam heart and mind, and work things out. Ive made this my way of life. I once met a man at a gym in a hotel I was staying at, that told me “whenever your body and brain tells your that you are exhausted and done…use your heart instead and push out 2 more reps.” Ive made this my motto when working out or working on any kind of extrenuating exercise in which my body demands me to quit. I also use it while working on anything, and while studying. One of the best pieces of advice ive ever received.

There are many others that each brought joy to my life. There are still many tasks I have yet to accomplish, and everytime I think of these tasks, I think of the people that gave them to me. It amazes me how well I remember all these people, while I cant remember so many aspects of even yesterday. These experiences, not only do I take from them a “mission” or a “challenge”, I also take from them a memory of them that never fails to appear inside of my mind. I opened my Ulysses book for probably the 300th time yesterday, and read a few pages, which prompted me to share this story with you today. Im in the final 30 pages of the book, also known as the most dreaded of the read(in the last 40 pages or so, James Joyce doesnt use a single punctuation mark; no periods, no commas, no nothing; a straight 50 page run-on sentence).

I never saw Amanda after that day, nor do I know if she ever did get a chance to sing a song to a room full of strangers. But what I do know, is that she gave me a gift that has never once stopped giving. So wherever you may be, thank you for giving me the Ulysses Bucket List. And I swear i’ll finish it one day. My life advice? Simple: Create your own Ulysses bucket list.

Okay so seeing Wonder Woman was literally eye-opening for me. I always knew that movies, action movies in particular, are really sexist towards women. I just didn’t realize how bad it was until I saw a superhero movie directed by a woman.

In almost every movie I’ve seen, the woman was always the damsel in distress or just some lousy love interest. And in action movies, mainly superhero movies, the camera is always focused on the woman’s boobs while she’s fighting. Yes, I’m mainly talking about Black Widow in the Avengers movies.

But in Wonder Woman, there were no close-up shots of her boobs while she was fighting. In fact, I don’t think that any woman even showed her cleavage, at all. They weren’t sexualized in any way. 

And all of the women looked like real people. There were women with big muscles, women with scars, there were women with thick thighs and arms that would jiggle when they were fighting, there were dark skinned women. They didn’t just all look like the stereotypical super thin white girls that you usually see in big movies.

The flirting was also very minimal. There were almost no romantic scenes at all.

And none of the men tried to undermine or belittle the women, and when they did Diana would just start talking about how she could do things better than them.

And the fight scenes. They were so amazing. They didn’t try to make the women look super pretty while doing it. No, they were full on fighting. Nasty, brutal, screams-of-pure-rage fighting.

But she always had a reason for fighting, and she always did it because she genuinely believes in hope and peace and protecting innocent people and people who can’t fight for themselves.

This movie sends out so many great messages for little girls, saying that you can fight for what you believe in and even if you don’t succeed the first time, not to give up because it is always worth it in the end.

Like I was thinking about it in the movie theater. For some little girls, Wonder Woman is their first superhero. There are little girls who will grow up with this movie and cherish it because it is the first and only movie with a lead female superhero. There are little girls who will grow up thinking that they want to do some good in this world, just like she did. I almost cried during several parts in the movie just thinking about that.

So please, for the love of all things good, please go see this movie. Not only is it a huge deal for women and girls now, it will be for generations to come. 

What Matt and Shiro Are Doing
  • Shiro: Omg Matt you need to see your sister omg omg she is sO COOL
  • Matt: What's my sister doing in space?!
  • Shiro: She pulled a Mulan and joined the military and then we all got catapulted into space together and now she's a paladin of Voltron
  • Matt: Holy shit my dude!!!!
  • Shiro: YOU HAVE TO SEE HER IN ACTION THOUGH. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW AMAZING SHE IS UNTIL YOU SEE HER PILOTING GREEN AND SHE'S SO SMART we call her Pidge by the way AND SHE DIGS ROBOTS SO MUCH
  • Matt: *crying* SHE ALWAYS DID LOVE ROBOTS - MY OWN SISTER - I'M SO PROUD

Can we take a second to appreciate how well Shea took losing? She slayed the shit out of the competition, was the only Queen in 9 seasons to match Sharon’s 4 wins, she was practically ready to take the crown and when she lost to Sasha, she was so gracious and supportive and just the best sport ever. If I’d been in her heels, I can’t say I wouldn’t have taken a huge shit on Ru’s shoes before leaving the stage. Like she had so much reason and justification to be bitter and she wasn’t at all. That’s just fucking class act. But congrats to Sasha also, she did amazing in the competition too and I know she’ll do great things in her reign. 👌🏻👑

Guarded
  • ENTP's friend: I'm such a guarded person.
  • ENTP: (talking to INFP and INFJ "freely" gives away some "secrets" about self)
  • ENTP's friend: I don't know how you can just tell people your life story...
  • *later that day*
  • ENTP: (pokes INTP) Hey, remember my guarded friend?
  • INTP: Vaguely.
  • ENTP: Close enough. What do you think of how she doesn't like to reveal things about herself?
  • INTP: Well, if you don't have much to guard, you'll be that much more careful about what you reveal, right? One coin from a small storehouse is more noticeable than your ENTP warehouse of "WTF-where-did-all-this-sh*t-come-from?!".
  • ENTP: lol
  • INTP: You know it's quite amazing because people think you're being honest and social when you tell a story from your past because the level of detail and theatrics that go into the story-telling, but you really only tell 12-13% of what really happened.
  • ENTP: 12-13%?
  • INTP: Yes, and that's usually enough for people to open up to you and spill one of their valuable guarded secrets. *sigh* Humans are so easily manipulated.

so now that the proshot is in cinema and some of us have seen it I think it’s safe to remind everyone of a few things:

• andrew rannells was robbed of that tony
• stephanie j. block is an actual powerhouse and everything she did in this show was absolutely incredible
• anthony rosenthal is a gift to us all
• betsy wolfe and tracie thoms saved act 2
• christian borle is insanely talented and versatile and I love him
• brandon uranowitz is an amazing actor and he deserves the world
• andrew rannells was robbed of that tony

Let Me Help You

Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - yes by: @spacebabeofglitterplanet

Could you possibly do one with Harry and the daughter of tinker bell and she’s super short and under 5ft and needs help reaching things in her fix it shop so harry kind of helps her out but not with out fluff of him making her jump for it?? Thanks so much for taking time to read this

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – (Y/N), the daughter of Tinker Bell, is fixing something and her boyfriend, Harry Hook isn’t being the biggest of help

Warning(s) - teasing and a slight make out session at the end

Originally posted by im-in-every-fandom-cuz-im-alone

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Midoriya and his many parents

Not a Dream Daddy post.

 I’ve mentioned this briefly in Aizawa’s profile, but BnHA is just chock full of father figures. There’s a big emphasis on mentors and fatherhood, more so than in a lot of other manga and anime I follow.
Now, the idea of the ’sensei’ is fairly classic, the old master who teaches the young hero their secret technique and all that. But the young heroes in BnHA, with their high stakes environment, do have a lot of them.

 This is especially true for Midoriya.


 Inko Midoriya

Surely I’m not the only one who thinks it’s super interesting that we have not seen Midoriya’s biological father? Like… he wasn’t even on the couch watching the Sports Festival.

Considering his mother appears to be a house wife in a fairly nice apartment, I think it’s safe to assume that he at least exists. Maybe he’s a salaryman with a lot of overtime, more likely he’s working overseas.
Whatever the case, he’s very much an absent dad. 
Now, absentee parents aren’t that much of a deal in anime. The ‘16-year old living alone in Tokyo’ is a bit of a trope, after all, but here, with the emphasis on several characters parents, it feels like a statement. This is the manga in which we know the entire family set-up of Tsuyu, and the names and appearance of Jirou’s parents. Much as I love Jirou, she’s a side character.
For the main character to have a blank space like that, is a Thing. It means that growing up, Izuku had one parental figure, and that parental figure was his mother.

And give the woman credit: she did amazing.
It is not easy to raise a child practically by yourself. Certainly not a child that is considered an outcast by society. The amount of love Midoriya receives from his mother is heart-warming, their relationship is one of the better ones portrayed in shounen and as a result, Midoriya is a kid with an incredible amount of mental fortitude, capable of handling some pretty devastating circumstances.
His mother has been a supporting pillar in his early childhood, which, remember, was pretty rough on account of all the bullying. As such she has shaped a lot of his personality. She’s equipped him with confidence, with an unshakable belief in himself.
However, she is very much not a hero.

Her love is one of katsudon and hugs and kind words and worried tears. She wants him safe, above all else. She’s never going to teach him hand-to-hand and going by her advice alone will not make him into the hero he desperately wants to be.
Him quite literally leaving the warm nest she made for him to learn how to fight evil people is a big part of him growing up.


 All Might

Maybe that’s why Izuku puts so much of his hopes and dreams on All Might.
Here’s his ultimate hero taking an interest in little old him.
It’s a fairy tale. A manga trope.
And I really believe that he sees an alternate father figure in All Might once he gets closer to him. They have their wax on, wax off moment on the beach, with All Might encouraging him to get stronger. This is the trope. The sensei, mister Miyagi thing where the kid gets prepped to receive the ultimate technique (in the form of a lock of… hair, whatever).
But unlike traditional masters, and unlike his biological father, All Might sticks around. He is a presence in his life. He cares for Midoriya and his continued success in a way that, at this point, no other male figure does.

Dad Might gives Midoriya a whole bunch of very important advice, but it’s good to note that this isn’t a rough or distant sort of male mentorship.
All Might quite literally opens himself up to Midoriya.
He shows him his weaker side. The skeletal side. The broken side.
Because All Might, let’s not forget, is a friggin mess.

I mean, I know he’s going through a lot, but this man is Such a Dork. It’s definitely endearing and it is also one of his best traits as a character. However: as a person, he’s really not very well equipped to be raising a teenager. He lacks, in a way, the stability and level-headedness that comes with the position of a teacher.
He cares too much. About everything. All the time.
And he nurtures that side of Midoriya, when Midoriya already has plenty of that.

He can’t help but admire Midoriya’s selflessness. Can’t help but praise the very foundation upon which his own heroics are based: helping people.
When he saves Todoroki. When he saves Bakugou, All Might is there to tell Midoriya that what he did is all right.

And this is certainly important for Midoriya to hear, but at this point it’s also not the only thing he needs to hear. 


 Aizawa Shouta

Luckily Midoriya also gets a more traditional teacher figure.
It’s interesting to note that, despite being the younger of the two, and despite the fact that he sometimes teaches from an honest to god sleeping bag, Aizawa is a much more stable mentor and general Adulting Adult.
He still cares about his students, but he’s also much more likely to Act as a Teacher.

Because Aizawa immediately picks up on Izuku’s self-mutilation.
He watched the entrance exam, he knows that Izuku’s quirk is, at this point, extremely flawed. That Izuku doesn’t have control over it.
He explains it in a pretty standoffish way, and certainly this early in the show it comes across as cruel, but he’s not wrong.
Izuku is breaking bones every single time he uses his quirk at this point in time. If he does anything with his quirk, he’ll be a casualty.
Him using only a single finger is framed as a feat of intelligence,
but it is also INSANE.
'Oh you only broke one finger, you have nine attacks left’.
That is NOT a good plan. Don’t do that. For fuck’s sake.
I hope we all realize that what Midoriya is doing is Not Healthy.
He is eating away at himself, destroying his own body over and over again.

When Aizawa tells Midoriya to get a grip on his powers he’s not just being an ass. He’s being a responsible adult, a teacher that cares about the general well-being of the students assigned to him.

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Absolutely And Completely

So I’ve just been having major Dad!Harry feels lately and came up with this little fluff piece.

Literally nobody asked for this

Warnings: Sickeningly cute Dad!Harry fluff

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abcs of beth things i wanna talk about



  • Rick has a bubble gun and tbh lack of air aside and being put in it against ur will that looks fun
  • Beth thought she made up the world rick literally made cause she was so young at the time
  • Rick is really fucking rugged for 70, i guess greatest mind in the world makes you get used to shit like LOOSING A GODDAMN ARM and seeming growing it back within a few hours.
  • Rick may have pointed out Beth was just as bad as he was but also as he was like “look at all the crazy shit you asked me to build for you” he STILL BUILT IT FOR HER cause he cares.
  • this also answers one of my questions of if Rick did do shit like that just use his skillset to build amazing things for beth. he did.
  • Beth literally is just like her father and im kinda digging her realizing this
  • we don’t know if she actually choose to get replaced with a clone or not cause knowing Rick if her answer was yes he’d have it done by the time the kids got home
  • Rick also at one point said it wasn’t a real adventure cause it was missing morty and that just got me with good vibes tm
  • Also Rick stealing the pizza in the last scene, that was funny but also again shows hes able to do nice shit when he feels like
  • im talking out of order but he also offered beth to help him make the clone when she came back becasue she said she wanted to spend time with him and stuff, so now he finally did that for her.
  • Rick also fucked jerry’s ex alien girlfriend cause of course he did.
  • On the jerry story side, it interests me how the kids instantly just want Beth over Jerry
  • Summer got attacked first this time which i feel the whole being force choked thing parallels beth picking her over morty in that one scene
  • Morty seems to be retaining a lot of information and therefore is learning when out on his adventures with Rick cause he knew a lot about jerrys new alien girlfriend and their culture even to know a greeting to say to her in her native tounge and i also love that.
  • mr poopybutthole is still present and was on the fridge in a picture with Rick

We only got one episode left and im gonna cry

I'm Legit Laughing At How Extra Taylor Swift Is Hiding From The Paparazzi

In case you’ve been stranded in the middle of the ocean on a boat on Mars, then you know that Taylor Swift is in the midst of her “dark era.” She hasn’t done any interviews yet and is just kind of randomly dropping songs and a deeply layered music video. We don’t actually know if she’s going to physically appear in the flesh. She’s essentially a ghost.

This past weekend, Taylor was in Martha’s Vineyard for her best friend’s wedding. Because Taylor is doing this whole dark thing, she did everything she possibly could to hide from the paparazzi…

…and to be honest, it’s kind of amazing and we should all strive to someday be this level of extra. Let me show you.

When she landed off her private jet, Taylor was shuffled to a SUV and was covered by not one, not two, but three umbrellas.

THREE UMBRELLAS and a random ginger lady!

People into feet and shins are rejoicing because we did get a glimpse of her two feet, six toes, her left arm, part of her right sleeve, and her belt region.


And that’s not all!

The hiding gets better.Taylor one upped her three umbrella masquerade with three old men, two black table cloths, and two umbrellas at a restaurant.

Take notes, you basic plebes. This is how you make an insanely obvious inconspicuous exit. Truly legendary.

I think we can all agree, the real star of this stakeout is her iconic older minion and lifter of the cloth: Random Old Guy In Grey Suit. You my friend, are a legend.

There’s more! 

My absolute favorite picture of Taylor’s weekend in hiding is this picture of her driving away from a night out. As you can see, the table cloth has been put between the back seat and the driver. It’s brilliant and insane and I love it.

So basically, some of you may be saying “what the fuck did I just read?” And that’s exactly what you should be saying because this is 2017 and Taylor Swift covered in multiple table cloths is news.

ts1989fanatic What’s so funny is this is from BuzzFeed who write so much trash about Taylor, and all they can come up with is Some random ginger lady. Can swifties tell them who that random ginger lady is can we say Tree.

I just want to sleep

This is just me basically taking out my frustrations on not being able to sleep lately. It’s short and choppy and honestly I feel exactly what the title says. I’m sorry, Lance!

Summary: Basically this is just Lance breaking down in front of Allura after being able to sleep well and everyone except for Keith pushing their chores onto him.

He didn’t really think of it when he had agreed to take on both his and Shiro’s chores for that day.

“I really appreciate it, Lance. I don’t know what’s going on with my arm.” Shiro had glanced at his arm, which had been hanging limply by his side.

“It’s no problem!” Lance had said, except it was a problem. He hadn’t able to get a good night’s rest in over a month; nightmares of Earth and his family plagued him constantly. He had taken to walking around the ship, having memorized Shizo’s patrol schedule fairly quickly to avoid him, Lance’s nightmares shouldn’t on his shoulders too.

Lance had started on Shiro’s chores first, partially through when Pidge had come in, asking Lance to finishes hers so she could look at Shiro’s arm. What right did he have to refuse her request? She had been half way done anyway. He would try to nap once he was done. Except Hunk had asked him to help with his chore due to a culinary idea that had suddenly popped up. The excitement on his best friend’s face was enough to make him agree. He would be done soon, he could take his nap soon. It hadn’t worked out like that.

All he did was take a short rest before going to finish his own chore but Allura had found him sitting against the wall, everyone’s chores but his done. When she had started in on him as he stood up, he felt his eyes burn. It hadn’t been fair. He was doing most of the work, know Keith had already finished his and was in the training room. He just wanted sleep. Why couldn’t he sleep?

“Lance! Are you listening to me?!”

He looked up at her, fists clenched, and lips trembling. “I-I’m sorry.” His voice had cracked so harshly even the princess faltered. “I tried.” He let a sob. “I tried to finish all the chores, but everyone kept asking me to do theirs.” Tears flowed fast, everything catching up. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” Lance slid to his knees, hands rubbing his face, messily. “I’m so tired though….”

“Lance?” Allura’s voice hesitant as she stepped forward. “Why are you tired?”

He sniffed and looked up at her weakly, the exhaustion showing through. “I can’t sleep… I tried… but I can’t.. I can’t sleep! I just want to sleep! I want the nightmares to stop!” He was fully sobbing now, his entire body shaking from the force. “I just want to sleep again..”

Allura knelt down in front of him, gently taking his hands into hers. “Lance… Lance, look at me. There, that’s it. It’s okay. It’ll be okay. I’ll help you.” She pulled the Blue Paladin into her arms, Lance clinging to her tightly as he cried. She ran her finger through his hair with quiet reassurances that everything was going to be okay. Moving them, Allura was now sitting against the same wall she had found Lance against. He was laying on his stomach, arms wrapped around her waist, head on her lap.

“You remind me of my sister…..” Lance muttered into her thigh. “She’s so amazing… really strong, too. She’d hold me all the times I had nightmares….”

Allura hummed softly, “Did you flirt with your sister too?”

“Of course! I flirted with all my brothers and sisters…. It was a family thing..”

Her hand stopped for a moment before continuing to pet him. Her own eyes wet with unshed tears. “I’m honored you think of me as family…. Lance?”

Lance breathed softly against her lap, eyes closed, grip slacking just a bit. Allura gave a small smile before shifting and picking Lance up carefully. Instead of going to his room, she headed to her room, determined that nothing would wake him now. She knew she was hard on them but none of them deserved this. Though, she will be upping the training levels tomorrow for them as she makes Lance rest for the day.

Experiment #3 - Request

Requested by anon:  okay okay experiment part two is making me want to SIN SO BAD, so I’ve got request! Sherlock is investigating a case about sex workers who ended up dying, but instead of them being tied up and tortured for the murderers fun, it’s because the murderer is just hella kinky and kills his victims after. Sherlock can’t wrap his mind around kinks and asks his assistant (Y/N) to help show him???? If that makes sense??????

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Word count: 2,424

Warnings: Smut (Bondage, unprotected, rough)

A/N: Not only is this for Sequel Friday but also because I believe we all need a smutty week-ending. ;)

Enjoy!

Originally posted by lovepotterwholockuniverse

| Experiment #1 | Experiment #2 |

Sherlock was at his seat, with his blue eyes glued to his phone. (Y/N) was sitting at the victim’s chair, with her laptop on and doing some research. John was at his seat, staring awkwardly at the two of them.

“So…” John spoke, “You’re fine?”

“Yes.” Sherlock and (Y/N) replied in unison.

“No tension or anything?” John continued.

“Nope.” (Y/N) popped the last syllable.

“Oh, that’s great.” John nodded.

“I don’t get why the killer would tie them.” Sherlock complained, “He had them right there, why would he tie them? Did they try to run away?”

(Y/N) giggled and Sherlock snapped his head to look at her. With a cocked eyebrow, he silently asked her for an explanation.

“You really don’t know what fetishes are, do you?” She inquired playfully.

“It’s a sexual fixation… What does this have to do with the killer?” Sherlock fumed.

“The killer is a kinky bastard.” Watson stated and (Y/N) nodded in agreement.

“It doesn’t make any sense!” Sherlock roared, dropping his phone to the coffee table and throwing his hand up.

“It also didn’t make any sense to you that someone could be aroused by…”

“SHUT UP!” Sherlock commanded and stormed to his room without allowing neither (Y/N) or John to argue back.

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things i noticed from seeing dear evan hansen

9/17/17 is the date we saw it with all obc!

-“this was just a sad invention” connor is on stage just looking at evan and walks out
-zoe says that connor would scream and bang on her door saying that he was going to kill her for no reason
-and he did go to rehab? cynthia said she FOUGHT for rehab and therapy
-“a MILLION different ways, and i did, etc.” heidi sounded the most amazing i’ve ever heard her, her emphasis on the “million” was incredible and it was loud and i was crying
-in sincerely me, CONNOR JUMPS LIKE MARIO WHEN HES LIKE “i’m getting better every day !”
-connor puts emphasis on words like DICK or CRACK or FUCK
-jareds “you’re such a freak” to connor sounded like he was scared? he ran off stage really quickly
-connors pause after the school shooter joke was so loNg it was terrifying
-in the you will be found reprise, larry actually breaks down, he looks like he’s in actual pain
-apparently jared is acting similarly in good for you? i didn’t notice kali did tho
-the MAKEOUT SCENES WITH EVAN AND ZOE ARE SO INTENSE ITS LIKE THEY ARE GONNA FUCK ONSTAGE
-bens face after jared says that their secret emails are for them sending pictures of their penises to eachother is like 😬
-heidi sounded more hurt than angry that evan had been staying over the murphys
-she did this little dance in the first chorus of good for you
-THE WAY HEIDI HOLDS EVAN IN SO BIG SO SMALL MAKES MY HEART SAD
-evan did the thing where he makes his voice super rough and fast All Throughout The Musical
-mike faists smile
-THEY USE ACTUAL SHAVING CREAM FOR TO BREAK IN A GLOVE AND EVAN IS RUBBING IT INNTO THE GLOVEE
-cynthia says something about the wine they’re drinking being imported from right outside of portland?? tHey Might Live In Oregon
-when zoe sang the part “you were not the monster that i knew”, the way she says monster is heart wrenching you can hear her pain in it
-i don’t remember which cast member said it, but they said connor wouldn’t have twitter which is WRONF bc alana @‘s him in a scene and it’s @connormurphy

conceal

Word Count: 1,250

Rating: PG-13

“Bloody hell Joe,” you groaned, leaning closer to the mirror, examining the marks your boyfriend had left everywhere on your neck. They were darker than usual, and they went down your shoulders as well, a few even grazing your collarbones.

“I’m sorry love, I got a bit carried away,” he mumbled, coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You rummaged through your makeup bag, frustrated. You hadn’t necessarily planned on you and Joe having sex at his sister’s house, but after the impromptu water fight yesterday, which had left both you and Joe in see-through, soaking wet white t-shirts, the hormones were kicking all day until you could finally escape up to the spare room.

However, the lack of planning had left you without your thickest concealer, which you usually used to cover up. Joe had a habit of leaving the purple marks, and they weren’t seen as professional at work.

“Do they hurt?” Joe’s voice came from behind you again. He was pressing gentle kisses to the few he had left on your shoulder. You could tell he felt bad.

“No, of course not. Believe me, they felt good, I just didn’t really come prepared to cover them. And with us all having breakfast later…”

“Well, my sister is a beauty blogger you know. I’m sure she’s got a billion tubes of that stuff,” he pointed towards some of the concealer in your bag. He was right; she was sure to have a color correcting kit and everything else in her makeup storage upstairs.

“Okay, here’s the plan. You go downstairs and put a spoon under the coldest water you can get, then bring it to her makeup room upstairs, okay?” You gave him a quick kiss and sent him on his mission.


Joe was very quiet as he went down the stairs. Zoe and Alfie seemed to be asleep still, so he crept to the kitchen, doing as he was told with the spoon. It was only then that he realized that Nala was pawing at his leg. That meant she was out of her crate.

Which meant someone was awake.

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