sometimes i don't know what to do with all the love i have for this woman

101 fluffy prompts
  • FALLING IN LOVE
  • 001: "You're really soft."
  • 002: "You smell nice."
  • 003: "I'm here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses."
  • 004: "Is it possible to love too much?"
  • 005: "I don't wanna get up-- you're comfy."
  • 006: "I will always be there protect you."
  • 007: "I'm cold. Come closer."
  • 008: "I love you a lot, but please stop trying to cook me dinner, you suck.”
  • 009: "The stars look especially lovely tonight."
  • 010: "I've never seen such gorgeous eyes before."
  • 011: "May I have this dance?"
  • 012: "I can't stop thinking about you."
  • 013: "You'll never feel alone with me by your side."
  • 014: "Let's get to know each other over dinner."
  • 015: "All I want is you."
  • 016: "I could never leave you, I love you too much!"
  • 017: "A fairytale with a happy ending always brings a smile to my face."
  • 018: "I want to hear you sing."
  • 019: "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you."
  • 020: "You look incredible in that."
  • 021: "He/She's quite stunning, isn't he/she?"
  • 022: "Sometimes I just can't control myself when around you."
  • 023: "Do you believe in love at first sight?"
  • 024: "I think I'm in love."
  • 025: "I’d like it if you stayed.
  • 026: "People are jerks, but not you."
  • 027: "I'll share the blankets with you."
  • 028: "I have never felt this way about anyone."
  • 029: "I want this to never end..."
  • 030: "Can I kiss you?"
  • LIVING TOGETHER
  • 031: "I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks."
  • 032: "Who changed the thermostat settings? I’m freezing to death."
  • 033: "Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?"
  • 034: "You can put your cold feet on me."
  • 035: "Your stray red item turned my whites pink."
  • 036: "A thunderstorm is rolling through town and you’re scared of lightening/thunder so I’ll protect you."
  • 037: "There was a power outage and now we have to have dinner by candlelight."
  • 038: "Rock Paper Scissors to see who has to go talk to the neighbors upstairs for being too loud."
  • 039: "I just came home to you crying while watching a movie, please tell me what’s going on."
  • 040: "Our AC is out and it’s the middle of the summer."
  • 041: "You found me crying on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night surrounded by a shattered jelly jar."
  • 042: "My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on"
  • 043: "We’re repainting the apartment and going to the hardware store together to pick out color swatches."
  • 044: "IF YOU USE UP ALL THE HOT WATER ONE MORE TIME IM GOING TO BAN YOU TO THE COUCH FOR A MONTH."
  • 045: "We’re watching Toy Story 3 and we can’t stop crying."
  • WEDDINGS/PROPOSALS
  • 046: "I caught the bouquet"
  • 047: "My ex just invited me to their wedding and I need you to be my date so it doesn’t look like I’ve spent the last few years failing to get over them."
  • 048: "We accidentally got married in Vegas oops"
  • 049: "I’m really drunk, please help me get safely out of the way so I don’t ruin our friend’s wedding."
  • 050: "I planned out this super romantic proposal and you just ruined it by beating me to whole proposing thing."
  • 051: "I wasn’t planning on asking you, but it appeared to me that life is short. Will you marry me? "
  • 052: "If you shove cake in my face this will be the worst wedding night of your life."
  • 053: "Do you take this man/woman to be your lawfully wedded husband/wife? "
  • 054: "May I have this dance, wife/husband? "
  • 055: "You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m so happy I can finally call you my wife/husband."
  • 056: "I jokingly told you that the only way I’d marry you was if you did this weird outlandish thing, and you actually did it, and I’m kind of charmed."
  • 057: "This is probably a bad time, but marry me?"
  • MARRIED LIFE
  • 058: "We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about. "
  • 059: "Your ‘miracle hangover cure’ couldn’t possibly beat mine."
  • 060: "I know you haven’t had the best experience with dogs in the past but look at its face please please can we keep it?"
  • 061: "I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary, but everything that could go wrong, did go wrong."
  • 062: "I beat you at Mario Kart and now you're banishing me to the couch for the night?”
  • 063: "I surprised you with tickets to see our favorite band… WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SURPRISED ME WITH TICKETS TO SEE THEM TOO?"
  • 064: "I know we had a big fight but we still need to decorate the house for the holidays."
  • 065: "Oh! Hey! Could you come and taste this to see if it's okay?"
  • 066: "We’re arguing over book versus movie."
  • 067: "I came home to a Nerf gun on the front porch and a note that says ‘Here is your weapon. I have one too. Loser cooks dinner. Good luck. xo’"
  • 068: "We’ve been celebrating our wedding anniversary on the wrong day for the past nine years."
  • 069: "You had a business trip and I missed you so much that I kind of tore up the house in your absence like a dog with separation anxiety… sorry?"
  • 070: "We both have nowhere else to be so we get to spend our rare day off at home."
  • PREGNANCY
  • 071: "I bet it’s a girl/boy."
  • 072: "Do you think it’s possible that I…might be… pregnant? "
  • 073: "I thought I was pregnant but the test must have been wrong. I’m not. "
  • 074: "You’re lucky I’m pregnant!"
  • 075: "Can you help me up, your child is pretty heavy."
  • 076: "I could really use a foot rub right now."
  • 077: "Your dad is really excited to meet you soon, it’s driving me crazy."
  • 078: "Do you wanna know the sex of the baby?"
  • 079: "The baby’s kicks are keeping me up at night."
  • 080: "Did you feel that?"
  • 081: "I can’t fit into my favorite dress anymore. "
  • 082: "OH MY GOD I’M GOING INTO LABOR. WHAT DO WE DO NOW?!
  • 083: "I can’t be pregnant… or….OH MY GOD! "
  • 084: "I think you might be pregnant.”
  • 085: "It’s 2 am but you’re craving cake and we’re both up anyway so let’s bake in our underwear."
  • PARENTING
  • 086: "I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes."
  • 087: "Sh…they’re asleep."
  • 088: "I think someone had a little accident with the finger paint."
  • 089: "Mondays are your diaper days."
  • 090: "Our kid is totally the one who wanted to build a pillow fort, not me."
  • 091: "Ooh…someone’s got a tummy ache."
  • 092: "Are you sure you don’t want me to drop them off myself? I don’t think you could handle seeing them off alone."
  • 093: "I told you we should have just gotten that German Shepherd puppy."
  • 094: "What do you think for their punishment? Grounding? No video games? No going out for a week?"
  • 095: "Mm…your kid before five in the morning."
  • 096: "Come on now, I think you’re being too harsh. He/she’s just a kid. Remember all of the stupid things we used to do when we were their age?"
  • 097: "So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
  • 098: "I think we should have another."
  • 099: "Why wasn’t I invited to your wedding?"
  • 100: "Okay fine, one more story, but then you really have to go to bed."
  • 101: "…They just grow up so fast."
without really meaning it

The Way You Said “I Love You” Prompts
@stileslydiah requested “24. Without really meaning it”

Watching Derek dote on someone is hard – harder than Stiles thought it would ever be, despite the fact he knows it’s insincere; despite the fact it’s the job and nothing more.

 It’s hard because Stiles hasn’t had those arms around him in months, hasn’t had opportunity to arrange a chance meeting on a crowded street in weeks, hasn’t had Derek’s eyes meet his and watched his mouth curl into a smile for him.

 Derek’s team have been fairly indulgent, letting Stiles tag along on the assignment to observe and allowing him to blend with various crowds just to be close to Derek. Early on, before Derek insinuated himself into their mark’s life, they even allowed them to talk on the phone, but that might as well have been in another lifetime.

 Sometimes, Stiles hates his job, hates Derek’s job, hates the fact they’d never have met if it wasn’t for their jobs because then he can’t hate it as much.

 Stiles is across the restaurant and he can’t tear his eyes away from the back of Derek’s head for more than a few seconds at a time, usually at the prompting of the agent he’s sitting across from.

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Zodiac Gothic: Terrifying things may come
  • Aries: One day, when you blink, you'll see anther world in between the closing and opening of your eyelids. It will be terrifying, horrible, indescribable - and you will forget it as soon as you open your eyes. Perhaps it just happened. Perhaps it will happen tomorrow. Or perhaps, the last time you close your eyes, it will happen. And you won't be able to open them again to escape.
  • Taurus: The next time someone tells you to run, do it. Even if you are surrounded by nothing but walls, run until you can't run anymore - then walk, then crawl, then squirm. Only when you have exhausted all means of movement will you be safe.
  • Gemini: You are going to meet a special someone soon. A /very/ special someone. They will not have eyes, and their tongue will be heinously long. They will try to wrap you up - let them. Only once you give in to them will they let you go.
  • Cancer: Something horrible has happened. It had nothing to do with you, but it happened. Just now, it happened again. You are powerless to stop these horrible things. And they, too, are powerless to hurt you - so long as you remember to listen to the weather. Did you forget? Hmm. Something bad has happened. It had everything to do with you.
  • Leo: There are dark forces attempting to change your fate right now. But will it be for better, or for worse? Leave a lemon on your porch overnight to stop them. You may save yourself - or doom yourself to an even worse fate. You must make the decision soon, or the forces will already be upon you.
  • Virgo: Don't go to an ocean. Don't go to a lake. Actually, it's probably best you avoid swimming pools too. To be safe, don't even take a bath tonight - it isn't worth the risk. Is it raining? Well, then your fate has been sealed...
  • Libra: Don't stare too long at that object that shouldn't be there. Pretend that it's normal. If you pretend that you didn't just see it move out of the corner of your eye, you will be safe.
  • Scorpio: Don't do it. I know that you're thinking about doing it - but don't. There are demons waiting to take a hold of you if you succeed. What is 'it' you might be wondering - well, you know. You're the one who planned it.
  • Sagittarius: The monster under your bed loves you. It loves you so very much. It crawls out and sleeps next to you at night, and it stares at pictures of you while you are away. It even fights off the other monsters every night. But watch out, it might just fail some night....and the monster in the closet loves you in a much more violent way.
  • Capricorn: Someday, when you are home alone in a new house, there will be an extra door that you will notice, and be unsure of it was there before. It wasn't. It contains a set of stairs, each step more wet and soft than the last. The further down these stairs. you walk, the hotter and damper you feel, and the more lights you will see on the walls. Do not touch the lights. Do not touch the walls. Keep walking - you will eventually trip, and find yourself facing up the stairs. Walk up. Do not, at any point, turn back - the teeth will come.
  • Aquarius: A strange and hauntingly beautiful woman will ask to use your phone in a parking lot at midnight, sometime in the near future. It will be cloudy and dark. She will look startlingly familiar, but you will not be able to remember her at all. You must not allow her to take your phone. You must not allow her to take your heart.
  • Pisces: If you ever find yourself surrounded by strangers, keep a look out for anyone with golden pupils in plain white eyes. If you have seen them, then immediately cleanse yourself with fish water and lemon juice. If it's been more than three days, you have been Marked for something that is yet unknown, but must be avoided at all cost.

anonymous asked:

imo, the fact that louis is stuck is why harry has this kind of leeway. or the other way around. no matter. it's just sad for the both of them, and esp louis whose team does not care about him, but just the stunts around him. in this lt001, i'll just blast the music, so the others would just be background noise.

Eh, I don’t agree with your first sentence. Harry has ALWAYS been able to play fast and loose with ambiguous quotes about his sexuality, gay innuendo, eccentric and feminine fashion choices, and so on…and actually, his allowance for that has increased over time. In direct contrast, Louis has been allowed to venture into those things less and less as the years have passed. I think the difference lies not in how their teams are playing off each other (I don’t think Harry is able to have more “gay” interviews because of Louis’ ironclad closet), but in how their own respective closets have always been different from one another. Harry was cemented as a womanizer so early on that he’s able to put minimal effort into reinforcing his closet because other people do the work for him. As we saw today, he can act gay as fuck and there will still be a huge defense squad claiming that he’s straight, claiming that he’s just joking around, claiming that he’s a huge advocate for the LGBTQ+ community and that’s all it is, claiming that he’s a true man in touch with his feminine side, claiming that he’s a straight man who’s not afraid to have fun and reject stereotypes, etc.

With Louis……it’s never ever been like that. He was super flamboyant and read as gay automatically to SO MANY PEOPLE back in the day, and over time, they’ve attempted to extinguish so many aspects of his true identity or shove them behind closed doors, and it continues to this day. People rave about so many of Harry’s photoshoots and fashion choices, and while I don’t think Louis would make the same choices in most cases because he’s his own person with his own distinct personality and fashion sense, when people try to make comparisons or act like Harry and Louis are so different because of the images they portray to the public, sometimes I just want to be like……do you guys really not realize that Louis would NEVER in a million years be allowed to do anything that veers even slightly from the hypermasculine, laddy, I’m-all-about-my-girl image they’ve been fine-tuning for years? Louis would NEVER be allowed to wear the clothing that Harry wore in Another Man or even Rolling Stone. Louis would NEVER be allowed to reject a model and get turned on by a man in an interview and then chuckle about it with the gay radio host and his stylist. His closet is so different from Harry’s, and it’s been that way for a long fucking time. And I’m not minimizing what Harry’s been through - his closet is less strict now, sure, but he’s been through some serious shit and what the media and fans do to him on a near daily basis with their het fantasies and linking him with every woman on the planet….it’s disgusting. But I feel like for a fandom that talks endlessly about how terrible their closets are, a lot of people don’t realize how much they’ve all bought the distinct images of both Harry and Louis in certain ways, despite the fact that both are at best, somewhat, and at worst, completely dictated by how different their closets are and always have been.

With Louis, it’s not just about the baby, or Eleanor. It’s everything. It’s years and years worth of publicly erasing his genuine self and making him little more than a shell of masculinity supported by his fake baby and fake girlfriend, with a career and family life and friendships and charity work and personality that always, always, always come second to everything straight about him. With the Observer, I had so much hope that this promo would show more of HIM, who he actually is, a dynamic and fascinating and lovely person, but then I see how things are going, and I look at how differently some things have gone for Harry, and then I realize that this is just going to be more of the same for Louis. And I don’t understand why and I don’t think I ever will, but it’s terrible to watch. It’s sad and so frustrating, but I won’t stop wanting better for him anytime soon.

My Fave Japanese YouTubers + some YouTube Vocab

I was introduced to Japanese YouTube and J-Vloggers through a friend and I watched a lot of videos when I was first learning Japanese. I do admit that I couldn’t understand EVERYTHING but YouTubers tend to repeat themselves often and you can see what they’re doing so you pick up a lot.

It’s important to distinguish J-Vloggers from Japanese Youtubers.  

J-Vlogger is a term that usually refers to foreigners living in Japan who vlog regularly.  Simon and Martina, Taylor R, Sharla, Micaela, Rachel & Jun, VenusAngelic, and Mimei are all J-vloggers.  Their channels are mostly in English and they speak very little Japanese in their videos.  Mimei actually does a lot of her videos in Japanese now but I wouldn’t recommend learning Japanese from her because she isn’t a native speaker.  Her content is still really cute though. 

Japanese Youtubers are usually native Japanese content creators.  Their videos are all in Japanese usually with subtitles created by the community.  They usually belong to the big partner group UUM but there are a few independents like PDR.  

PDRさん

This is a great channel for beginners.  @uni-venture​ mentioned him in her own post about this as Just Duncan.  He’s a British-Japanese ハフwho spent much of his childhood in England but now currently lives in Japan with his wife and their cats.  He speaks in Japanese in most of his videos with an even pace and simple videos.  All of his videos are subtitled in English.  He’s pretty unusual for a Japanese Youtuber because he isn’t attached to a major partner company and he mostly makes sarcastic joke videos and vlogs.  He often talks about Convenience store customers and things that annoy him.

PDSKabushikiGaisha

PDS is PDR’s younger brother Dante.  Dante was much younger when the family moved back to Japan so he speaks no English and all of his videos are completely in Japanese.  Only a few of them are subtitled in English (mostly older videos that Duncan subbed for him when they both still lived at home) and he speaks a lot faster.  Despite his speed, Dante tends to repeat himself more often or use captions to emphasize words he’s using.  For example I learned the word 交ぜる from one of his videos.  Mostly he sits in his house and screams while doing something unnecessary like turning himself into a water balloon or fucking up one of his coffee tables.   Occasionally he also make 20 minute long videos of himself trying to win something from a UFO catcher (claw machine) and throwing away like $35 in change.  He is also a bodybuilder? So he occasionally makes videos about his fitness, but most of the time you would never know that because he does things like eat 100 Umaibo or deep fry an entire watermelon.

If you want to know how to use the particle ね you should really watch his videos.

はじめしゃちょ Hajime Syacho (President Hajime)

Hajime is probably the most difficult of these YouTubers. He talks FAST and his words often are kind of slurrred to together. But I think his videos are often translated by the community and he repeats himself a lot so you can learn lots of stuff from him.  He does a lot of dumb stuff like Dante. His videos include drinking too much of a drink that is meant to inflate your stomach to curb your appetite, making slime alone and nearly spilling it on the floor, and covering an entire room in those heat pads that you can stick to your skin.  He also does some science-y videos sometimes.  He’s a pretty big YouTube celebrity in Japan so his videos are usually a lot of fun.

If you want to learn how to use the phrase やばい!his videos are the best.  

Kinoshita Yuka: Oogui Eater

Yuka is kind of a legend. She’s a little Japanese woman who eats a LOT of food. The nice thing about her is that she eats pretty normally and unlike YouTubers who do this for the weird factor, she like legitimately enjoys everything she eats. She will like eat the entire Mister Donuts holiday menu and take time between don’t to discuss how fluffy the dough is and how refreshingly light the glaze is and so on. All of her videos are translated by the community. The translations are pretty good except the regular translator always translates 美味しい to Oishii which is not helpful and is really kind of annoying.  In all honesty, Yuka is my life goals.  Like she is my fave of all time.  If my job could be to just eat like this girl, I would be living a dream. 

If you want to learn how to talk about how you can’t handle spicy food, Yuka’s your girl.

HikakinTV

I used to watch him all the time but now I really don’t?  He is one of the biggest Japanese Youtubers who got famous for beatboxing.  He often beatboxes in his videos and even has a video where he beatboxed for Ariana Grande when she was on tour in Japan.  He mostly does like food and snack reviews where he gives a review at the end.  Most of his videos have been subtitled in Japanese so that you can read while you watch if you want. I don’t know he’s really not my favorite tbh…

モーニング娘 Morning Musume

So this isn’t really a Youtuber.  This is an idol group with an audience of middle aged men and young girls.  However, Morning Musume is one of few Japanese music groups that has its music videos available to view in the United States and all of their music videos have English  and Japanese subtitles which is very rare.  If yo ucan get past the cheesy costumes and the general idolness of their videos, you can learn A LOT from them.  Remember to keep in mind that the Japanese you’ll learn will be a little bit more awkward than vlog-style Japanese because it will come from song lyrics.  To be completely honest though, I love muting their videos and playing like hip-hop and rap underneath of them because they match up shockingly well.  

Texan In Tokyo

So this is technically more of a J-vlog channel but whatever.  So this channel has actually ended but it’s the channel of Grace and Ryosuke, an international couple.  Most of their videos are travel videos in English but some of them are cooking videos done entirely in Japanese with subtitles.  Ryosuke is really good and speaks slowly in simple sentences so you can see what he’s making and hear him talk about it.  He tries to do the videos with time constraints but doesn’t always do that.  Their other videos are good too for culture lessons and general information about living in Japan.  

Kirizaki Eiji 桐崎栄二

So in all honesty, you probably won’t learn anything from him at all but I put him on here because I love his stuff.  He, like many male Japanese Youtubers, is just like the master of pure idiocy.  His channel is mostly him messing with his sister and making videos with quick, sudden jump cuts and loud slapping noises.  He talks way too fast but he uses a lot of subtitles so you’ll get something. Eiji lives in the suburbs somewhere with his sister, grandparents, and parents and frequently just messes with all of them.  Occasionally he purchases expensive cuts of beef, pours himself a couple of glasses of Mugicha (barley tea, god’s gift to mankind) and feasts alone in his kitchen.  I just find him really entertaining I don’t know. 

I think the lesson with him is to find things that make you want to learn Japanese.  I don’t quite completely understand all of the humor in his videos but I really want to so I study Japanese. 


Other Reccs: 

AskJapanese – Interviews by Cathy Cat

Mahoto – He eats giant cicadas once a year

JPCMHD – Commercials usually in one to two week intervals

destielisgonnabecanon  asked:

hey there, i'm writing an essay about how destiel is real for a friend of mine and I was wondering what you think the most important pieces of meta that i should put in? can you recommend anything?

Hi - wow, that’s some dedication. All I did for my friends was send them some links - and, on one memorable occasion, I spent one entire 30 minutes conversation occasionally glancing at my (female&blinded by heteronormativity) friend’s lips instead of looking at her eyes, and by the end of it she was uncomfortable af and half convinced I was into her, and that’s when I presented her with a list of gifsets like -

- and basically dropped my mic and sashayed out.

(Man, I wish my hair was long enough to be flicked back.)

She changed her mind after that, by the way. And it’s really weird how most behaviours and gestures are used on screen precisely because we understand them as human things we all do on a deep level, and yet we’re suddenly unable to figure out what they mean if they’re not about a man and a woman. Uh.

(That applies to me as well, by the way. We see what we know about, not what is actually there, and that’s just inevitable - but can be unlearned, with some patience and many, many mistakes.)

Anyway, here are a bunch of things - I hope they’re useful.


Also, the entire S8, which was basically a demented Jane Eyre AU, and the entire S11, because, again, that Amara thing didn’t make sense without Destiel subtext, and finally @deanswingsbothways’ drunken rant (spoiler: contains the line “Destiel is not a story we are telling each other. Destiel is a story we are being told.” and bless).

You should also consider pimping your essay a bit, because there are a lot of posts and gifsets about how Destiel is regularly paralleled with canon couples on Supernatural, or follows the same rules as romantic relationships in movies. Here’s a bunch of them: Destiel and Sam/JessDestiel vs Dean/AnnaDestiel vs Sam/Amelia, Destiel vs David/VioletDestiel and Spuffy, Destiel and Clexa, Destiel and Phoebe/ColeDestiel vs Charlie/Gilda, Destiel vs every other couple on SupernaturalDestiel and Lucifer having funDestiel and romantic movies, Destiel and the Doctor, Destiel and Belle/Rumplestiltskin, Destiel and Tangled, Destiel and Saileen, and, of course, the beautiful and despairing trainwreck that was Repo Man.

And finally, there was that one time I went crazy and spent an entire weekend mapping every single love trope they’ve ever used around those two idiots in love, because I was just that fed up and the thing’s there, okay, and the more they say it’s not the more layers of tropes and mirrors and longing glances and narrative parallels they keep slathering on top of this thing, so, whatever and who even knows. At this point, you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because they’re homophobic or assume their audience is homophobic, and you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because of internal narrative reasons (God knows both Dean and Cas are never going to believe they’re actually good enough for each other), but to say there’s nothing there at all - that’s beyond whatever.

Anyway, my post is here, and these were the final conclusions:

As you may have guessed, this is something I’m sort of interested in - I came for the monsters and started to reblog stuff out of spite when I realized I was being treated like a crazy fangirl who sees love everywhere because women (right). If you’re looking for more sugary goodness, I tag stuff as destiel, spn meta (my own opinions), awesome meta (other people’s opinions), love tropes and parallels, and you can also have a look at some excellent meta writers who have eyes and therefore see Destiel and sometimes discuss it - people like @elizabethrobertajones​, @grey2510​, @tinkdw​, @bluestar86​, @mittensmorgul​, @floralmotif​, @k-vichan, @treefrogie84, @thevioletcaptain or @postmodernmulticoloredcloak (and I know I’m forgetting someone - that’s what sleeping four hours does to you, sorry). So, again - I know this post is a bit ‘join our cult’ (which is what you asked for, but still), but really - what I like about this fandom is that we can talk about stuff and we can disagree about stuff and still be friends, but this new idea currently spreading in the real world like wildfire - that not only you can have your own opinions (totally legit), but you can also have your own facts - nope. I hope your friend reads your essay (you’re welcome to share it, by the way) and sees that yes, there’s objectively something going on. If they still don’t, the final test is, “What if Cas were a woman? Would you see it then?” 

(And we all know the answer to that question, don’t we?)

Seriously, good luck.


EDIT - More great meta

( @destielisgonnabecanon - you’re welcome! Go win that bet! 😁)

Fallout: New Vegas Quest Summaries
  • Ain't That a Kick In The Head: learn to walk
  • Back in the Saddle: honey... i woke up with a grenade launcher
  • By a Campfire on the Trail: Baby's First Fetch Quest™
  • Ghost Town Gunfight: crouch behind those crates and wait for it to be over
  • Run Goodsprings Run: you killed cheyenne you MONSTER
  • They Went That-a-Way: victor keeps saving my life and it's getting weird
  • ED-E My Love: it takes a lot to upgrade your robot child
  • Cold, Cold Heart: Yikes!
  • Wang Dang Atomic Tango: hurry up with that holotape mick i got a hot date with a fist
  • Ring-A-Ding-Ding!: Surprise, bitch! Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.
  • Heartache by the Number: cass, go wait in the bar
  • Still in the Dark: dude ignore the collar it's just some kinky shit i do sometimes
  • Eyesight to the Blind: dude I was Just up there, no way
  • You Make Me Feel Like a Woman: getting veronica out of her robes is surprisingly difficult
  • I Could Make You Care: Lesbians Don't Get Happy Endings
  • For Auld Lang Syne: one reason to go to Jacobstown
  • Guess Who I Saw Today: another reason to go to Jacobstown
  • Ain't Nothin But a Hound Dog: the last reason to go to Jacobstown
  • Crazy, Crazy, Crazy: shut up neil I'm here for my grampa
  • Old School Ghoul: You'll need the wiki to get my backstory, boss.
  • One For My Baby: u ok boone
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  • Veni, Vidi, Vici: hope you like football gear
  • All or Nothing: getting put in a robot's gonna suck but going to space is gonna be awesome
  • No Gods, No Masters: bitch you thought
thick figure || Bruce Wayne

Warning(s); self-consciousness, insecurity.

Prompts; “thick thighs are hot.”

Note; this is not requested. A friend of mine told me that ‘thick thighs are hot’ so this came to me! Because I have thick thighs too and I don’t like them


You were always been a little thicker than any other woman on a magazine’s cover. Back then your family would tell you to go on a strict diet to lose some weight. Your love life was pretty much miserable, you dated a lot of assholes, they were such good guys when you met but as the times go on they changed.

One of your aunts would tell you that was because of your weight, you were too big, you were not as attractive as your cousins, and sisters. They had the perfect body’.

You tend to cover your figure with loose clothing or jackets, you always avoided tight and short dresses. No matter how hot it was, you also avoided bikinis.

They would always lowkey mock you for opening a bakery, saying it would only make you fatter because that way you could eat a lot. You did go on a diet once, cutting your portions, yet they still judged you. Telling you to love your body just the way it was and all of that bullcrap.

It slowly stopped when Bruce came into your store. It was because you ignored them and moved to your small bakery.

At first, he would only come once a week, then twice, it kept on going on until he came to your place almost every day, he wouldn’t come if he was busy with his work. Sometimes he would be alone, sometimes his kids also coming along. He told you that you were a good baker and he genuinely enjoyed all of your bakings.

You weren’t sure when you weren’t sure how but you managed to let yourself to fall for the playboy. You were scared, all of your memory about your previous experiences came back to you, striking like lighting that jolted you awake from your dreamland.

He is a rich playboy for god’s sake, he could have any women he wants, you reminded yourself.

Then he told you he liked you in the middle of your casual conversation causing you to stop talking and froze, he was serious you could see it in his eyes then again you were afraid. Bruce was so determined to win your heart, and he did.

Throughout your relationship there also a few fights, the bad one was when you found out about his alter ego as the Batman when you were mugged on your way home.

“I suggest you let the woman go.” Batman’s gruff voice came from the shadow.

The man who held the gun against your head made a stupid move by challenged him thus made Batman gave him a broken arm before he finally ran away.

You were staring at him the entire time, you saw his lips moved yet you couldn’t hear him. “Bruce?” Your voice came a little shaky.

It was impossible to not notice it, his strong jawline and lips were one of a kind. Those features only belonged to Bruce, you were sure of it, or maybe you just stared at him too much to know his features that detailed.

You knew about the kids’ a month later. Not too long after that, he proposed. Your family was more than shocked when they saw you came back home with Bruce the day after you had your big wedding party.

They didn’t know what to say, your cousins would try and flirt with your husband. Bruce would always try to tell them politely that he was not interested. It was another thing you loved about him. If you had to list things you loved about him, it would be a book instead of a list that was written on a piece of paper.

You pushed the closet door close after getting the dress you wanted since Bruce told you to get ready for the date he promised for your one-year marriage. There you saw yourself in the mirror, your hand reached to your thighs, they were the parts of your body you insecure about the most. No gap, just flesh harshly brushing against each other when you walk, they tend to leave a red mark.

You sighed, the dress you were about to wear was also a little tight making you anxious that your belly would be seen.

Reluctantly, you slipped on the dress, dabbing a light powder on your face and a lipstick not even bothering with full face makeup. You didn’t come out of your room though, you kept staring at yourself, at how big you looked in the mirror with the dress you wore.

You whipped your head to the side when you heard a knocking on the door before it opened to reveal the love of your life, he gawked at you, eyes gazing at your beautiful figure like he did when saw you for the first time and when you were in your wedding gown.

You felt yourself blushed underneath his intense gaze, your arms curling around your body in an instant. You heard his footsteps drawing closer to you.

“I’m utterly at lost of words.” Bruce’s hands coaxed your arms away from your body, letting his eyes looking at your figure once more. A coy smile on his lips, “you’re stunning, are you ready?”

“I don’t know.” You sighed, glancing at your belly and thighs, they weren’t looking so good in this dress alright.

Bruce noticed your self-consciousness was slowly showing itself, he hated when you made yourself feel down. “You want to know something?” He started, waiting for you to lift your head up before continuing, “your thighs are so damn hot.”

Your jaw dropped at his words, that was so out of character of him. And to be honest to yourself you found it funny more than encouraging.

He kept on going, telling you how beautiful your hair was and how he liked when he ran his fingers through it, how he loved to rest a hand on your rear when he slept, how warm your belly when he laid his head on it when you cuddled, how he loved to squeeze those cheeks of yours and then how he noted that his kids loved to lay their heads on your thighs when you were binge-watching with them.

You were tempted to hide your face as you giggled, your heart flutter, he always knew what to do when it came to this. You felt your self-consciousness and insecurities slowly fading away, you slung an arm around his.

“I’m ready.” You told him with such confidence.

He smiled, led you out of the room, down the stairs. You reached the door, Jason opened it before Bruce could with Roy following him behind.

“Are you two going to go?” Your son asked.

“Yes, we won’t be long,” Bruce responded.

Jason turned to look at his red-haired friend who had his eyes on you. With a groan, Jason smacked the back of Roy’s head as you walked past them with your husband, heading for the car. You could faintly hear Jason’s grunting.

“Dude, no, that’s my mom you were staring at.”

;;

I’m aware that this is practically another version of  baby you’re beautiful || Dick Grayson’ of mine! XD

kennethcallahan replied to your post “It’s so disappointing how gross many of BtVS’s male actors are. Like…”

I mean, Joss literally restructured an entire season of the show to accommodate Charisma’s pregnancy, and she wasn’t written off until after she gave birth. Joss is no saint, but I’m tired of hearing this particular argument. Lots of characters we love get written off shows. It doesn’t have to be about a pregnancy.

oh dude dude dude, how I wish you hadn’t made this comment because now I HAVE to reply, and I’ll be annoying as fuck and I will lose a ton of followers but I MUST. REPLY. TO. THIS.

I’m not at all surprised that a white male is the one coming to Joss’s rescue, but I won’t get into that. I’m more interested in explaining why you’re so. fundamentally. wrong. about. everything.  

Let’s start with this:

Lots of characters we love get written off shows. It doesn’t have to be about a pregnancy.

This is all fine and dandy, and I agree. It doesn’t have to be about a pregnancy. And I raise your bet. It shouldn’t be about a pregnancy. It mustn’t be about a pregnancy.

Except Joss Whedon actually wrote Cordelia off precisely because Charisma dared get pregnant and mess with his vision of the show. It’s not about the fact that Cordelia was written off, it’s about how her character was completely eviscerated and destroyed because Joss suddenly had a personal vendetta against the actress playing the character solely based on the fact that whatever she wanted to do with her body and personal life happened to ruin his plans for the character. 

This wasn’t a writing choice. This wasn’t part of Cordelia’s arc before Charisma got pregnant. I could totally get it if that was the case. Cordelia was put in a coma (and later killed off) because Charisma got pregnant. I repeat: this wasn’t Cordelia’s original arc. She wasn’t supposed to die. Her pregnancy was the reason she was killed off. 

“Oh, but…
I mean, Joss literally restructured an entire season of the show to accommodate Charisma’s pregnancy “

So what? Should we give him an award because he was writing his show a.k.a. doing his job? A job he was getting paid for? Should we praise him because he didn’t fire Charisma on the spot? Should we congratulate him because he accommodated Charisma’s pregnancy, something that every boss in every workplace is legally bound to do? 

Women get pregnant. Actresses get pregnant. That literally happens all the time. Writers have to either write the pregnancy into the show or hide it. It happens all the time. Everyone does it. It’s not something unheard of! Writers deal because that’s their freaking job. That’s what they do! 

Now, Joss could’ve chosen to hide Charisma’s pregnancy. There literally was no reason for him to write the pregnancy into the show. And there certainly was no reason for him to write the pregnancy into the show the way he did. That was a deliberate choice on his part because he was trying to get back at Charisma. 

“Oh but…
she wasn’t written off until after she gave birth. “

How does this make what he did any better? Of course he wasn’t about to fire a pregnant actress because then his intentions would’ve been blatantly obvious and she could’ve sued him and the network. Oh, I’m sure he tried, though. I’m sure someone stopped him. So for you, it’s okay if a woman is fired from her job after she gives birth… that makes it all okay, somehow? 

I’ll humor you for a bit. Let’s say that this was all part of Cordelia’s arc and it all just happened to coincide with her pregnancy/giving birth to her baby. Then how do you explain her finding out about getting written off the show through the media? Yes, you read that right. She found out she was unemployed because journalists asked her about her leaving the show she still thought she was a part of. Please, defend this. I’m begging you. Try and defend it. 

Joss is no saint, but I’m tired of hearing this particular argument.

Listen up, I’m mostly on the fence about Joss Whedon, on a general basis. I do feel that sometimes the amount of hate he gets is a bit over the top, albeit not completely unjustified. BUT I WILL FOREVER FIGHT ANYONE ABOUT HOW HE TREATED CHARISMA BECAUSE SHE GOT PREGNANT. 

Because, you know, (and I know, I’m getting repetitive) it wasn’t just about the fact that she was written off the show. Charisma has spoken multiple times about how she was badly treated on set during season 4. From little things like the AWFUL AWFUL wardrobe they gave her during that season, to bigger things like how they made it their goal to destroy seven seasons of character development by turning her into a demon’s vessel and have us witness our beloved character doing despicable things ranging from murder to sleeping with Angel’s son, all because… yes, you guessed it, SHE GOT PREGNANT. 

It’s also about the fact that after she was treated like shit, and he wanted her to come back to the show for one episode during season 5, he convinced her under false pretenses. She accepted to be in You’re Welcome ONLY if Cordelia wasn’t killed off. Well, you know the rest, don’t you? 

So, I’m 100% not sorry if you’re tired of hearing about this. I don't’ give a rat’s ass if you or anyone else is tired of hearing this. I will continue to shout it every I chance I get. because the bottom line is, everything that was done to Charisma and Cordelia was 

BECAUSE SHE GOT PREGNANT. 

I saw something like this and decided to share my own

Things I love about critical role:


- the way grog and pike talk with each other and the little voices they use

- when scanlan sings and everyone joins in (literally my favorite, especially mid battle when everyone’s stressed and you know it’s exactly the momentary relief they need)

- vax using his crazy stealth to prank vex and grog

- when keyleth or someone who’s trying to Do Good™ looks to pike for support and pike kinda shrugs with a “Well…" because she's part of the shenanigans herself

- taliesin’s "that’ll do"s

- the little gnomes always rolling low initiative and scanlan saying he was preoccupied with his flute playing or some Unimportant Thing

- Matt making kickass NPC voices on the spot

- the side conversations and jokes that happen while someone is talking to Matt

- when you can see them interact and makes faces at each other from different tables

- keyleth when her voice gets soft and high and optimistic

- vex when her voice gets low and sultry and coy

- when vax runs into something without consulting the group and they all collectively face palm/panic

- when a party member does something and Matt’s eyes go wide and he laughs because holy shit he didn’t see that one coming but boy is it marvelous

- "How Do You Want To Do This?” followed by a collective: "WHAAAAA!!!“ and near table flipping

- when keyleth casts a spell and marisha’s shoulders turn and her front hand comes up in a reaching/grasping motion

- percy trying to be all diplomatic and adult and then Taliesin just losing it because grog said something quietly across the room

- when grog says something quietly across the room and ashley’s the only one to hear it but she’s too focused so it doesn’t register for a second but then it does and they just laugh in the corner together

- vex calling everyone darling

- laura getting frazzled and saying "well i’m just gonna shoot it again!” in a really distressed voice and everyone reassuring saying “no no that’s good” and “yeah do that”

- scanlan mentioning his many titles

- the shits

- when they all are legitimately crying because this shit is real

- when grog and scanlan go off together

- lady kima being salty towards scanlan

- pike being in awe of lady kima because that woman is badass

- literally everything about Gilmore

- scanlan trying to leave trinket behind all the time and vex getting worked up and annoyed because he’s helpful scanlan

- when travis wants to say something so bad and you know it’s painful to hold back but he has to because grog wouldn’t say it

- magic poop?

- when somebody is about to do something questionable and they look to everyone else and they are all being like “no don’t do it” meanwhile scanlan and grog are grinning and nodding from behind them

- the fleeting look of panic when Matt has everyone roll initiative

- all of vex’s reactions all the time

- when matt is describing something and somebody asks for clarification and then get excited because he described it just like they saw in the head

- when travis starts dancing

- when vax leans back on the bench to disappear and when laura does the same thing but because she’s laughing too hard

- the fact that I can’t interchange the characters and the players' names because they’re different people to me and the reaction that travis has is completely different to the reaction the grog would’ve had

- when two characters are having their own moment and everyone else is reacting and making faces and trying desperately to not make too much noise

- Ashley rolling for a check and pausing for a second and asking about having advantage or getting a bonus before eventually trailing off and saying “so… I rolled a four.” and everyone laughing because oh my god Ashley is the cutest

- the sun tree and the fact that matt not only does the voice but the whole persona as well

- dagger dagger dagger

- “I would like to rage”

- scanlan lowkey saving the entire party from huge conflicts all the time because he’s so amazing and charismatic and deceitful

- honestly just the entire show it has consumed my life I love it so much

anonymous asked:

Do you have any headcannons on hidden talents the tog characters have ?? Like idk singing or dancing or juggling or drawing or making up hilarious limericks on the spot or baking fucking amazing bread or just being really good at frenchbraids ?? I don't really know where I'm going with this I just thought it would be interesting to ask !

I’m including ACOTAR characters too.

Each and every member of the Thirteen is a FANTASTIC singer. On the level of sirens, only everyone is mesmerized by their voices.

Chaol can juggle. He started doing it one say for shits in his office, and found out that he is actually good at it.

Dorian can do the splits. He is actually quite limber.

Cassian quilts. Rhys’s mom taught the boys how to mend their own clothing, but she used to stay up quilting, and Cassian used to help. His brother’s don’t know this. But he can sew a mean quilt. And when Rhys’s mom died, he asked Rhys is he could keep some of her quilts and Rhys let him. He keeps them in a locked trunk in his house. But his favorite one hands on the wall. It’s both a work of art and a memoriam to the only mother he ever knew.

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zor-el-schott  asked:

Hii!!! I absolutely love your blog. Is my favorite one of Riverdale. If you're still taking prompts, I thought of a great one. Betty and Jug are best friends but both have it bad for each other but they don't know how the other feels. So one night they have a halloween party and Betty goes as she was in 1.03 and Jug (however you want but shirtless) and they're both shocked, especially Jug. They start flirting with each other until they realize they are more than friends.

Yes yes yes! I love this one.
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It came as no surprise to anyone that Halloween was Jughead Jones favorite holiday, the one day a year he could be as dark and mysterious as he wanted and it was deemed socially acceptable, not that he cared what his peers thought of him, but sometimes it was easier to fly under the radar.

Speaking of Halloween, his redheaded best friend was currently trying his absolute hardest to convince Jughead to go to some Halloween party at the blossom mansion.

“Come on dude, it’ll be awesome. You love all that spooky stuff, I’m sure you can find something to creep on in that huge mansion! You’ve gotta come dude, it’s like.. a right of passage.” Archie pleaded, playfully punching Jugheads shoulder.
Jughead just rolled his eyes at his friend
“I see no appeal in hanging around a bunch of drunk and rowdy football players and half naked cheerleaders.”

“Did someone mention drunk cheerleaders?” Veronica said as she, Betty and Kevin dropped their trays at the lunch table, Betty taking her usual spot next to Jughead and shooting him her most excited smile.
“Are you guys talking about the blossoms Halloween party tonight? I can’t wait! What are you going as juggie? Just wait til you see my costume it’s a little crazy!”

He caught Archie’s eyes from across the table and he was actually smirking, he knew exactly what was about to happen
“Well actually Jughead has decided not too….”
Archie was abruptly cut off when Jughead kicked him from under the table finishing off the sentence
“Tell anyone what I’m going as, I decided I’m gonna keep it a surprise, ya know ‘tis the season of mystery and all that.” He finished lamely.
Archie snorted and jughead shot him a glare.
It was physically impossible for Jughead to say no to Betty and he sure as hell wasn’t about to disappoint her or let her down. She was his best friend after all, well after Archie of course.

Betty nodded understandingly
“I get that, well in that case I can’t tell you what I’m being! It’ll be a suprise for both of us!”

Kevin was staring at Jughead with a knowing smile and it made Jugheads skin tingle “what is it Keller?”

He just shrugged his shoulders still smiling
“Oh nothing. I just can’t wait for you to see Betty’s costume is all.”

Jughead felt the dark presence before he saw her. Cheryl blossom. How she had become part of this group was beyond him, but everyone else tolerated her so he just sucked it up.
She squeezed her ridiculously skinny self in between Kevin and Veronica and flipped her red hair directly into Kevin’s face.
“I’m sure Betty will look absolutely… darling, but wait until you guys see my costume. Veronica tell them how amazing my devil costume is.”
Jughead snorted and mumbled “how appropriate” under his breath, smiling when he heard the blonde beside him giggle.

Veronica rolled her eyes, “it’s a pretty banging costume, but it’s nothing compared to my cat woman costume, Josie actually helped me get it together. I told her I have to become an official member of the pussycats now.”

They went on to argue about who was going to look better before the final bell rang, pulling everyone apart and setting them off in separate directions. Jughead and Betty were headed the same way and she poked his side

“I didn’t take you for a Halloween party guy, don’t get my wrong I’m totally excited that you’re going, I would pretty much die without you but I figured you would rather be at home watching all the remakes of Friday the 13”
Actually he had planned on watching the Blair witch project first, but she knew him too well.

“It’s good to expand your horizons, figure one party won’t kill me, plus I get to see you in whatever silly costume you decide to wear.” He shoved her gently as she giggled
“Oh it’s silly alright.”

The rest of the day went by far too quick, Jughead was nervous about going to the blossoms, he had never been to a party let alone dressed the way he was. He stared into the mirror in Archie’s room. Said boy standing beside him dressed in army pants and some face paint, dog tags hanging over his bare chest. Archie had insisted they both go shirtless, it had been funny at the time but now? Not so much.

Staring into the mirror he sighed

He had on bright red suspenders pulled around his naked torso, connected to pretty low slung jeans, the bright yellow construction hat was placed on top of his head in place of his crown beanie and he was holding a hammer. He knew his body wasn’t In horrible shape, working at Fred’s construction over the summer had bulked him up and Betty was always squeezing his arms appreciatively underneath his tshirts. He knew Betty would love this costume, she would appreciate the irony of the wholesome facade. So maybe that’s why he agreed to wear this dumb outfit, Betty was always there in the back of his mind, why? Well he had no clue about that one.

“Ready to go?” Archie said from the door swinging his car keys.

Taking one final look into the mirror, Jughead shook his head, following the soldier to battle.

The party was loud and it was crowded, girls in lingerie were clinging to boys in basketball jerseys and boys in just underwear. He didn’t feel so bad about his toplessness now.

“Yo! Jug! Do you see the girls anywhere? I promised Ronnie the first dance!” Archie shouted over the thumping music and screaming guests.

Jughead just shook his head, wincing as someone dropped a red solo cup at his feet.

Kevin was the first to find them, he was already a little tipsy as he clung to Jughead
“Have you seen her yet?! Total smoke show am I right?!”
Jughead looked down at him confused
“What are you talking about?”
Kevin looked to his side and his smile got even dopier as he pointed a finger
“There!”

Following his hand, Jughead nearly dropped the boy to the ground.

Walking towards them, almost in slow motion was Betty and Veronica. Veronica was dressed in a ridiculously tight black latex suit and cat ears but she could have been wearing a full transformers suit and he wouldn’t have noticed his eyes were drawn to the girl standing beside her.

Betty Cooper was not Betty Cooper, she was something else entirely. Her long blonde hair was tucked away into a short black bob that accentuated her high cheek bones and rosy pink cheeks, she was wearing no top at all just a black lacy bra and a tiny little black skirt, her long tan legs were bare only lacy garters topping her thighs, the sky high black stilettos made her ankles look even tinier and her lips were covered in ruby red lipstick while her bright green eyes were lined with black, her long eyelashes heavy.
As she approached the three boys she bared her teeth, revealing realistic looking plastic fangs.

Veronica instantly grabbed onto Archie’s hand and pulled him away “first dance! You promised.” He was only happy to oblige following her leather clad booty.

Betty wasn’t speaking, her fiery green eyes trained on his bare chest occasionally alternating to his exposed arms. He couldnt say anything he wasn’t speaking either, having her this close he had a much better look at her ample chest in her barely their bra.

“Earth to bughead? As fun as it is to see you two ogle each other you might wanna move out of the middle of the floor!” Kevin shook them both out of their staring contest, Betty blushing bright pink as Jughead rubbed the back of his neck.

Putting his hand on her lower back he brought his lips to her ear so she could hear him over the music “wanna get a drink?” He asked
She nodded a little dazed by his proximity

As soon as they reached the kitchen and he handed her a beer, she was grinning
“I love your costume, who are you supposed to be Archie Andrews?”

He laughed out loud “well who wouldn’t want to be Archie Andrews? Americas golden boy, football captain, every girl in the world wants him. I could only dream of being such a guy.” He put his hand over his heart, fake swooning.

Betty laughed before looking down and playing with the top of her beer bottle
“Well just for the record. I would take Jughead jones over Archie Andrews any day.” She smiled at him.

He felt his cheeks heat and he couldn’t keep the smile off of his face. “So a vampire huh? What inspired this little number?” He reached a hand out to tug on her wig.
She shrugged smiling

“I like it, it’s dark and mysterious and fun! It’s what I wish I could be, ya know minus the black hair. I kinda like my blonde hair!” She giggled

Jughead tugged on her hand, pulling her closer to him “well for the record.” He smiled imitating her previous declaration “you are fun. and you’ve always been a mystery to me Betty cooper.” They both vaguely realized how close they had gotten. And Betty whispered inches away from his lips, smirking
“So you don’t like the costume?”
He laughed out loud and brought his lips to hers
“Oh no I love the costume.”

Then they were kissing. It was everything he never knew he needed. Her body fit perfectly into his and the way she nibbled on his bottom lip, sent him into another world. She tasted like strawberries and beer. His new favorite combination. Pulling away he smiled at the sound of her whimper.

Finally opening her eyes she raised a perfect brow
“I thought we were just friends Jughead Jones?” She grinned evilly.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling her into his side
“Oh bets, I don’t think we were ever “just friends”

She nodded against his side before turning to him and smiling, holding out her hand
“Okay than on the topic of firsts, how would you like to dance with me?” She was grinning mischievously and he sighed, smiling goofily

He could never say no to Betty Cooper.

anonymous asked:

About Dean hitting on Daphne, Misha said at Chicon that Dean "gets a little randy" in the Scooby ep... I just feel a bit disappointed, like the writers knew Destiel wouldn't be canon by ep 16 so they wrote that in. I try to be positive most of the time about it being endgame and that I shouldn't worry about some random hook up Dean has, but I just don't see how this is a good thing if they want to make the GA aware of Destiel. Not to sound super negative, I just wanted to know what you think.

2. Hey! I don't know if you heard about this but apparently Dean is going to flirt with Daphne in the Scooby Doo episode… What are you thoughts on it?

Look.

People worry about random hook ups. I haven’t been around since before s12 but I know the meta writers say it happens every time.

Look at the gold in s12, we had 2 of them and they both were significant in that one was almost like it never happened (it probably didn’t and Dean was way more into riding Larry, she seemed really annoyed that he blew her off) and the other was a huge omelette metaphor for settling for something else cos you can’t have what you really want (is Cas bacon or the pancakes? Hmm either covered in maple syrup is good so…).

They both were cast and looked exactly like the Brokeback Mountain wives/girlfriends for TOTALLY coincidental reasons in a season where there was so much Brokeback Mountain subtext we laughed and laughed about it.

Then we had the gold of 12x11. Which was all about WHO DEAN REALLY IS DEEP DOWN.

AND IT HAD A FREAKING SCOOBY DOO REFERENCE (they knew they were going Scooby Doo in s13 at this point as they recorded it at the end of s12). AND IT’S A FREAKING PHALLIC JIZZ SQUIRTING SCOOBY DOO REFERENCE. 

AT THE EXACT POINT WHEN DEAN THOUGHT HE MIGHT BE HAVING A 3-WAY WITH A HOT DUDE (he didn’t know it was his brother) AND A HOT LADY. AFTER HE HAD JUST RIDDEN LARRY AND IN A WHOLE EPISODE THAT SHOWED THAT HE IS REPRESSED AND HIDES A SIDE OF HIMSELF THAT IS BLATANTLY BISEXUAL AND LOVES DORY. 

AN EPISODE THAT CAS COULDN’T POSSIBLY BE IN BECAUSE HE WOULD HAVE GIVEN THE GAME AWAY I MEAN JEEZ COULD YOU IMAGINE? HE WOULD HAVE BEEN ALL OVER CAS LIKE A RASH.

Originally posted by flydestiel

I’m am so not worried. If anything it’s a momentary regression to show a blatant change in Dean now if he does jokingly flirt with her then is rebuffed or backs out or whatever but really it’s probably a whole host of things. THEY ARE NOT GOING TO DO A DEAN/DAPHNE ANIMATED SEX SCENE OMG CAN YOU IMAGINE. It’s all about the character growth and the metaphor it stands for and what it tells us about DEAN if they do do this and jeez, this is all off the back of some throwaway comments when Jensen was asked specifically by some dude bro interviewer and laughed it off like yeah haha, “sparks fly” (which everyone associates with Cas anyway since 4x01 LMAO) and I haven’t seen Misha’s comment but man… this is probably just SO blown out of proportion. 

But ok… let’s say they DO go there cos I think it’s actually a good idea re: exposition of Dean’s character growth.

Daphne is the epitome of Dean’s (old) fantasies.

She’s sweet natured, a cartoon so is reminiscent of his childhood, unthreatening. It could be so interesting and I’m actually looking forward to what they do here if they do, given how much they’re moving his character forwards now.

She’s also the badass fighter (occasionally, when the time is needed) who is in love with the tall blond leader of the group and is his emotional support…

Originally posted by totesmehgotes

Imma leave this here.

Character growth wise… man. We just had 12x22. Dean has been letting down his facade slowly for years and now it’s come crashing down. We know he is going to be A TOTAL MESS in 13x01 and most of this is about CAS. We know Cas does come back before this episode so… we will see SO MUCH of the fall out of Dean’s climax in 12x22 in his character growth in season 13. I CAN’T WAIT.

Dean just said “ok, she’s awesome” when Sam said he was more like Wonder Woman than Batman I mean COME ON!!!!!!!!!!! What amazing character development from Mr Dean - why do people assume I’m gay, is butch to overcompensate, hates when people call him pretty, projects onto Sam and insults him by calling him girls names and saying he acts like a girl etc - Winchester.

If we do have flirting it’s likely flirting that is backed out of, maybe Fred and Dean clash because they’re quite similar sometimes or Daphne actually flirts more with Cas and we get animated jealous dimples of discontent (Chuck I wish for this) or she flirts with Sam and it’s hilarious or whatever - who freaking knows.

I for one am not getting my panties in a twist and am actually really excited for what they could do with this for his character as I think it’s a part of his story in showing how he’s changed, because she is the epitome of his old fantasies, not a regression.

I mean have you SEEN seasons 1 - 12?! If they regress Dean’s character and he stays regressed and goes into dude bro no homo land now all hope is lost for any writer, showrunner or producer trying to write a character story on the CW. They clearly have no control or any clue what they’re freaking doing and are writing scripts with crayons.

It makes NO SENSE.

THIS THOUGH ^^^ THIS MAKES ALL THE SENSE WITH REGARDS TO WHAT THEY HAVE BUILT SO FAR OVER MORE THAN A DECADE AND ARE NOW BRINGING OUT INTO THE TEXT TO MAKE IT OBVIOUS FOR THE GA.

THIS IS PART OF THE EXPOSITION RE: WHO DEAN USED TO PROJECT TO BE AND WHO HE REALLY IS.

THIS IS PART OF SHOWING HIS CHARACTER GROWTH.

Fanfiction - A Lifetime of Her (Part III)

Part III – “You don’t know how lovely you are”

Twenty-four

The night was unusually dark, even for the end of September – the scarce light of public illumination swallowed by scraps of mist, like cold long fingers, stretching to capture an unwary victim. But the lack of visible stars caused me more dismay – the feeling of infinity I usually felt gazing above my head, of endless life beyond the flapping of butterflies’ wings of human existence, veiled beyond my reach. I felt small and locked outside of a mystery that made my life more meaningful.

I was walking fast across Princes Street, my hands buried on the pockets of my overcoat, thinking about the job interview I had endured that day – a promising position as a Math teacher for a local high school, very surprising considering my lack of experience and the fact that I was fresh out of college. The headmistress had seemed pleasant and competent, interested in knowing things about my personal life as well as my academic course – inevitably she had asked why I had took almost an entire year off school, four years ago. I had answered truthfully, reassuring her about my full recovery.

To my right I could see the Gardens and the outline of the Scottish National Gallery, one of my favourite places in Edinburgh to relax and spend some free time. Without a second thought, I decided to make a shortcut across the park, which would lead me straight to the neighbourhood where I had rented a small, yet cosy, apartment.

I saw her before I could even hear her – she was standing alone, talking on the phone, close to the museum entrance. She was wearing a long black dress with sleeves, which fitted perfectly her mesmerizing body, kissing her curves with fabric lips – her hair pinned up in a simple but elegant knot. She sounded distressed and – I thought – angry enough to make me want to run in the other direction. I recognized her instantly, even in such different circumstances than those of our last encounter – Claire.

I walked – levitated, really – towards her, without any notion of why I was doing it. Perhaps I meant to thank her for what she had done in the past. Maybe I was fascinated by the idea that, for once, I could be her saviour. She was clearly dressed for an elegant party – as I approached the building, I noticed several people in similar clothing, probably heading for some sort of gala inside.

I could hear her talking more clearly, her voice quick and deadly, like the stab of a dagger. “Fine!” She snapped, suddenly finishing her conversation. Claire looked at her phone with aversion, like she was considering the idea of throwing it to the nearby bushes.

I was near enough for her to notice my presence – without recognizing me, she quickly composed her expression and looked at her phone with pretended interest, fearing any unwanted advances from a strange man in the night.

“Claire?” I called her, as I reached the circle of light streamed through the museum’s doors. Her eyes jumped to mine and softened, as she promptly identified me.

“Jamie!” She greeted me, smiling – her lips were a soft pink with the touch of discrete lipstick. “How are you?”

“Good.” I grinned back – a gesture that almost entirely faded away as I noticed the ring on her finger. It was a sizable diamond, shining like a beacon made of crystal, outrageously dominant on her slender finger. An engagement ring.  “I couldna resist, coming to say hello.”

“It’s so good to see you!” Claire seemed honestly happy and warm – a million miles away from the cold glacier of moments before. “Are you coming to the charity gala too?”

“Ach, nae.” I gave her a lopsided smile and raised my brow. “Is that why ye’re here?”

“Yes.” She shrugged, sliding her phone inside her black satin clutch. “I was waiting for my fiancé but it seems he is…rather busy at the moment. He won’t be coming.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” I said softly, trying to abstract myself of how magnificent she looked – dark as the night, but with millions of stars inside her. “I’m sure ye’ll have a lovely time, nonetheless.”

“I doubt that.” She replied, somewhat conspiratorially. “This night was organized by a friend of my uncle – he was kind enough to invite me in honour of his memory. Actually, I don’t know a living soul inside those doors.” Claire’s eyes darkened, sadness creeping in. “Maybe I’ll just go home and send him my apologies afterwards.”

“No!” I instantly rejected the idea. “Perhaps I could go with ye?” I suggested in a cool tone, praying that I wasn’t about to blush. I pointed to my black attire, matched with a grey tie. “I’m wearing a suit after all.”

“That you are.” She smiled, with a hint of mischief in her eyes. “Do you really don’t mind?” Claire asked, nervously adjusting a stubborn curl that had fled her hairdo. “We could just pretend you’re my fiancé. No one really knows Frank, either way.”

“Of course, lass.” I mockingly offered her my arm for her to hold. “Shall we?”

We entered the party, quickly mingling with the crowd – an assorted array of wealthy men and women, with a taste for art and philanthropy - or for ostentation. Soon enough we had located the canapé and champagne flutes, launching ourselves in a conversation about the artistry on display – or lack of it.

“So, are you fully recovered?” Claire eventually asked me over the live jazz music, that a small band was playing in the corner, a saxophone crying about the loss of an imperfect lover.

“Aye.” I nodded, offering her one of my owlish winks. “I’m so verra thankful for what ye did for me – I…”

“Don’t be silly!” She dismissed emphatically, waving her hand. “I should be the one to thank you!” And seeing my puzzled look, she leaned over and talked closer to my ear. “After what you told me, I went ahead and applied to medical school. I work some shifts as a nurse to pay my bills, but I’m a proud med student!”

“That is wonderful!” I congratulated her, squeezing her hand – soft and capable, warm under my fingers as a pulsing heart. “I’m so glad!”

I convinced her to dance, afterwards. She conceded with an amused smile. We swayed together, amongst other couples – I wasn’t an eager dancer and had no memory of a time when the idea of dancing had seemed appealing to me. But with Claire everything was natural and effortless – every move and word had the magical quality of destiny, of a life finally fulfilled. I tried very hard to overlook the shackles symbolized by her ring, the deafening warning of a tragedy I was powerless to avoid. She had wilfully surrender to the dragon – I couldn’t be her saving knight.

“So what happened to yer fiancé?” I asked tentatively, my hand struggling not to caress her lower back. God, it seemed so easy to touch her, to hold her against me. “Ye seemed distraught.”

“He had a meeting with another faculty assistant.” She pursed her lips in discontent, her eyes avoiding his – hiding her pain and shame. “Something about a spectacular discovery in his newest research.”

“Oh.” I babbled, trying to sound charitable. “Have ye been engaged for a long time?”

“A couple of months.” Claire sighed, her fingers accidentally brushing the back of my neck and making me shiver, preparing to confess her secrets under the protection of the music around us. “Actually, he has been invited to go to America to teach – and asked me to go with him.”

“And will ye?” I asked, almost breathless – pushing down the sudden feeling of panic, like a dark wave that threatened to swallow the skyscrapers of my soul. “Go with him?”

“I honestly don’t know.” She admitted slowly, wincing a little. “But I accepted his proposal so…I should want to go with him, shouldn’t I?”

“I dinna ken much about serious relationships.” I said in a hoarse voice. “But I dinna understand how a man can leave a woman like ye, alone, in such a night. I dinna ken how anything can be more important than being with ye.”

“It’s complicated!” She tried to argue, but her voice lacked the vigour of certainty. “He has to work a lot to get recognized. Sometimes he has to let go of superfluous things, as much as I –“

“Dinna say that!” My voice was a deep rumble, suddenly stripped of all civility. “Ye should be the priority in his life, lass. Ye are a wonderful woman.” I gulped. “Any man deserving of being with ye, should give ye the place ye deserve in his life. Never settle for less, Claire.”

She nodded, looking away to hide the sudden threat of tears. Eventually, her body relaxed and her cheek came to rest in the lapel of my blazer, silently thanking me for my support. I could feel the small movements of her lashes, the hot breath of her life so close to my heart – I never felt more alive, nor more defeated.

We talked and danced the night away – I made her twirl and laugh, until her face was less pale, more like the lively girl in the graveyard, so alive amongst my ghosts.

At the end of the night, I escorted her to a taxi – not daring to offer her my company to her doorway. I feared what the intoxicating mixture of her and the champagne might conjure up.

She smiled – skilfully tucking something inside the pocket of my overcoat – and stood on her toes to kiss my cheek in a tender goodbye. Later, feeling less overwhelmed by the lack of stars, I read her note – “In case you need it. XO”. She had added a phone number underneath the short sentence and a funny smiley face, with abundant curly hair.

I kept her note under my pillow for the next few weeks – a silent dare, urging me to take a leap of faith. I was convinced that my path was fundamentally entwined with Claire’s – it had to be a reason for the insistency of life to place her in my way. She lured me in – fascinated me.

I must have grabbed the phone, adamant on calling her, half a dozen times. Started to dial her phone number – by then carved on my brain with luminescent red ink of desire – at least a dozen more. I mentally prepared our conversation – tried different variations of casualness, honesty and tenderness. I laid awake at night, gazing at the phone, ominous and teasing.

Iffrin!” I desperately reprehended myself one night, almost a month after the gala. I clenched my teeth, breathed deeply several times, and made the call – prepared to invite her for innocent coffee.

“The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected or is no longer in service.” – said the mechanical and metallic voice that took me back to a place with no stars.

On fatness in fic

Likely because my main fandoms – as with, you know, most of popular media – generally consist of characters who are both thin and beautiful or, if not beautiful, at least thin, I don’t see a lot of folks talking or writing about how to write fat characters in ways that aren’t dehumanizing in the same way I see a lot of good, thoughtful meta around race, gender, and sexuality on this here blue site. But I’d like to! 

Preface: I hard-closed out of an ostensibly happy fic today because it engaged in some casual fatphobia in ways I don’t think the author intended but that nonetheless served to dehumanize the character in question, absolve the character engaging in fatphobic behavior, and all-in-all treat fatness as something shameful. I don’t know if some of these issues were resolved later in the fic, because, as I said, hard-close even though I’d made it about halfway through. 

Preface the second: I’ve been fat all my life, but I’m still a smallfats with white middle class privilege. I’m not exactly writing here about my own experience as a fat woman, though, so much as my experience as a fat reader concerned with representation of lots of different kinds of fat people and bodies across the media I consume.

My unease isn’t exactly about that one fic. Because there are so few fat main characters in media in general, if we’re writing about fatness in fic it’s often taking a character who is thin and/or primarily muscular in canon and making them fat for some reason or another. I don’t, categorically, have a problem with this. But let’s maybe try to think a little more critically about the ways we do write fatness in fic?

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Joker Imagine - You’re Drunk

Joker’s P.O.V.

Usually I’d expect a smell this strong of alcohol back at my club, not in my penthouse. The second I opened the front door, the bitter scent of vodka entered my lungs and caught my attention. The second thing I noticed was music. A loud bass was coming from further inside.

I followed it and found myself behind the door to my small home bar. Over the loud, annoying music, I heard Y/N’s voice. It was strange. She never drank alone. ‘’Woo!’’ She screamed drunkenly. That’s when I opened the door, revealing her little time out. Y/N was wearing red underwear, a white truly sheer tank top and her hand was decorated by the held of a bottle. Her H/C hair was messy and she danced around messily, which was also quite amusing.

‘‘Why did you start the party without me, kitten?’‘ I asked her, getting her attention. Once our eyes met, she lit up. ‘‘Puddin!’‘ She squealed with a high pitched voice and stumbled over to me. She wrapped her arms around me just before she slipped on her own feet. My hands immediately caught onto her beautiful body, almost automatically. 

‘‘I missed you so..sooo much’‘ Y/N slurred and then cracked a smile. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was acting really strange. ‘‘I know it’s been a long day but I think it’s time for you to go to sleep’‘ I let her know. Then I grabbed the remote and turned off the music. She was way too drunk to think straight. Also she would have a pretty bad hangover in the morning.

‘‘You’re s-such a party pooper! You never say no to fun’‘ Y/N pouted and then groaned in frustration. She even stomped her foot on the ground. My nerves had been played with today, a little earlier. But I couldn’t find myself getting angry at her. Y/N was drunk, she didn’t think and there must’ve been a reason why she got this wasted all alone. 

‘‘You’re right but we can have more fun once you’re sober. Next time, let’s get drunk together’‘ I suggested and started to take her to our bedroom. Y/N rolled her eyes and then put the bottle to her lips. It annoyed me a little bit but I took a deep breath and put the bottle away. Once we got in the bedroom, I shut the door, turning my back on her for just a moment.

‘‘We could have fun..right here’‘ Y/N purred. As I turned around in confusion, she grabbed my tie and let herself fall back. I couldn’t help but to fall above her, luckily just having time to catch myself so I wouldn’t crush her. ‘‘Y/N, stop’‘ I raised my voice a little bit. It didn’t bug her at all- in fact, she seemed to like it.

I got myself back on my feet and I got rid of most of my clothes. Y/N just whimpered in bed, annoyed I didn’t join in on the fun. It surprised me too. Usually I loved having a good play time with Y/N but it didn’t feel right when she was in another world.

‘‘You’re so handsome daddy’‘ Y/N let me know as I got in bed with her. She tried to climb on my lap but she was working slowly so I had the upper hand. ‘‘Head on the pillow, now’‘ I sighed but kept a serious tone in my raspy voice. I looked at her seriously, too pissed off from what had happened earlier to even try to do this the happy go lucky way.

‘‘I love it when you try to be serious with..with me’‘ Y/N slurred again and giggled softly. Yes, she was luscious and sexy but this wasn’t the moment. ‘‘Come on daddy J. I know y-you’re *hick-up* soo angry..show me’‘ She tried again to get me into her horny games. I couldn’t help but to smile then. My little Y/N was really really drunk now. I couldn’t remember her like this.

‘‘Get some sleep, we’ll talk tomorrow’‘ I breathed out and lied down, relaxing once my own head landed on my pillow. ‘‘Fine’‘ Y/N groaned and lied down next to me. Then she came closer and sighed once her head was close to my chest. Her eyes shut softly so her eyelashes gently touched her rosy cheeks. Her hair sprawled around her beautifully and she started to breathe calmly.

It didn’t take long until she was in deep slumber beside me. I just looked at this woman like I had never seen her before. Sometimes it shocked me that someone as kind and loving as Y/N fell for me, her polar opposite. I was cruel, cold and vicious. 

‘‘My drunk angel’‘ I chuckled and then sneaked closer to her. She didn’t know it and I’d never tell, but I actually enjoyed sleeping like this. Y/N made me sleep better, even when she was drunk. So I shut my eyes and drifted asleep, knowing that tomorrow I’d deal with her and her terrible hangover. I’d find a way to make her laugh about it.

Mystery Girl- Jonah Marais

Word Count: 1.1K

In which Jonah and Y/n are forbidden from loving each other publicly.

DEFINITELY NOT PROOFREAD FOR GRAMMAR SORRY

 “Jonah. Stop.” his publicist huffed. “You don’t understand… I’m just trying to work for the common good of the band…” 

Jonah shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. “This is a bunch of bullshit. When I signed a contract with you, I never asked for my personal life to be controlled so closely.” Jonah and one of his publicists sat on either side of an office table. A printed photograph of y/n was lying in between them. 

Jonah glanced down at y/n’s face; her bright eyes and smile stared back at him. He could feel the pang of guilt rise from his stomach. She didn’t deserve to be trashed by the management team or involved in such a controversy. The two of them were just 19, and all they ever wanted to do was experience love just like the rest of the human population.

“Your sales could go down with two out of five members dating someone. We all know that Corbyn gets the least amount of attention from female fans because he is taken. You don’t want that for yourself, right?” 

Jonah groaned in frustration and rolled his eyes. “But people love Christina! The fans like seeing Corbyn happy. Why is it any different for me, huh?”

“Christina is a social media personality with the same core demographic as you all. Overlapping fanbases only help the band’s success.”  The publicist reached for the picture and scanned the young girl’s face. “Look,” she warned. “You are the oldest in the band. You are a true born leader. All the boys respect you and trust you for guidance. Jonah, you have been doing this the longest… but you can’t stop focusing now. You simply cannot get distracted. Please… promise me you will end things between the two of you.” 

Jonah wiped his shaking hands on his jeans and glared at the woman that was trying so hard to sound convincing.

“I can’t. You know I can’t do that to her.” 

 “Jonah…” the publicist sighed and softened her tone, attempting to project a more friendly attitude. “I know. It’s hard. I understand she is a pretty girl but-“ Jonah, clearly fed up, rose from his seat and mentally prepared himself to walk out the door. “She’s not just a pretty girl. This whole conversation sounds rather shallow.”

 “Sweetheart sit down,” the woman pleaded. “We both know that this relationship won’t work out anyway… With touring and the constant opportunities that this band is receiving… you just don’t have time. Jonah, honey, you don’t want to put this random girl through all that. You wouldn’t want to lead her on… would you?”

Of course, Jonah longed to show y/n off, to post pictures of her on social media, and to brag about how she is the girl of his dreams, but their relationship’s chances of survival seemed slim to none. Fans were becoming increasingly suspicious of y/n and Jonah’s “friendship” and management demanded that he stay single.

 Jonah paused for a moment and then nodded, plastering a look of agreement across his face. “I guess you are right… Yeah, I’ll end it.” Of course, Jonah was a dirty liar. In that moment, he was planning exactly how to keep his relationship a secret until he could convince the team of evil publicity hogs to change their minds.


7:00 PM 

Concealed in the hood of her jacket and a pair of sunglasses, y/n knocked on the door of the Why Don’t We house. Jonah opened the door and let her slip inside. This had been a normal routine for the past few months. 

Y/n and Jonah had sneaking around LA down to a science. The other members of Why Don’t We were the only other people that knew Jonah and y/n were an item. Sometimes the boys seemed to speak in code around other people- always referring to the couple’s secret dates as “going off the grid” or “running errands.” 

As soon as y/n was safely hidden inside the compound, she shed her outer layer of clothing and wrapped her arms around Jonah. His lips pressed against hers with an unusual eagerness, and y/n pulled away giggling. “Especially happy to see me today, Jonah?”

 “Yes, finally. That was too long of wait,” he whined. Jonah had been gone for a week in New York for various sorts of promo and business meetings. Unfortunately, he rarely found time to call y/n in private. He couldn’t have anybody peeking over his shoulder at their texts or eavesdropping on their conversations.

The pair sprawled out on the couch and got cozy under the blankets.  Jonah was always in a cuddly mood after being apart from y/n. “How was New York?” she wondered, lacing her fingers with his. “Gorgeous,” Jonah gushed. He snaked his other arm around her waist and traced shapes in her skin. “You have no idea how badly I wanted you to be there. I took a bunch of pictures to show you… oh and I brought you back a gift.” Y/n blushed and smiled. “Jonah… again?” 

 Jonah had recently started the tradition of bringing back a little present from everywhere he traveled without her. “If I can’t take you with me to New York City, I have to bring a piece of it back to you.” He pulled a small keychain from his back pocket and laid it in the palm of y/n’s hand for further inspection. Attached to the chain was a small silver bird. All of Jonah’s other souvenirs had obvious relations to the city they were from:

Toronto’s gift was a bracelet with a maple leaf in the center, Florida’s was a necklace featuring a golden sun, and from his hometown Jonah brought a silver ring in the shape of a wave. 

(Which was ironic considering he is from STILLwater and the wave would imply that the water is moving, but the boy tried his best.)

 However, there was nothing about this souvenir that screamed “NYC”. 

 Y/n’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the shiny little bird. “Is this supposed to be a pigeon… because New York has a lot of those right?” Jonah tossed his head back and chuckled. “Nope.” 

 “Well I- I love it. Thank you. But- uh. What does this one mean?” y/n asked, rubbing her thumb along the smooth metal surface.

Jonah admired her state of uncertainty; y/n looked adorable with a puzzled expression. He shifted to face her and engulfed y/n in a hug. Jonah’s face fell into her shoulder and he placed a kiss above her collarbone. Their bodies seemed to melt together. Jonah’s hands ran up and down y/n’s back as he mumbled, “It’s a reminder.”

Y/n giggled at his lazy demeanor and ran her fingertips through the hair on the back of Jonah’s head. “A reminder for what?”

“That no matter where I go, I’ll fly back to you.”



cheesy cheesy lemon squeezy.

cheeseball Jonah is an icon though.

hope you enjoyed

-Faith

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HEY HEY YOU YOU! I WANNA PROMPT SOMETHINGGG! Okay soooooooo PRETTY BOY(I mean you cathrel)EYYYYYYYYYYY. SOOOOOO ARE THEIR GROCERY SHOPPING TRIPS CHAOTIC? Do they have a long list? DO THEY EVEN HAVE LISTS? DO THE DADDIES LET THEM BUY ANYTHING? OR ONLY CHOOSE THREE THINGS WHICH TURNS INTO LIKE TEN THINGS? Duuuuuuuuude I don't think you understand how much I love this au. I LOVE IT SO MUCH CATHRELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.

[The Voltron Family] The Shirogane Family did grocery shopping every Sunday. They usually didn’t even need a list because Shiro and Keith were so used to what they buy, but for the sake of the kids enjoying the trip, they had one done. Every week, someone was The Grocery Ambassador which was basically someone who held the checklist clip board.

This week it was Hunk. 

They got two shopping carts, one for Keith and one for Shiro. Shiro placed Pidge on the flip-up child seat.

Pidge: *settled on the seat* Daddy Shiro!
Shiro: Yes, baby? *smiles*
Pidge: Come here. *grabby hands and pulls Shiro’s face to give him a loud smack on the lips* *giggles* I love you lots!
Shiro: *clutches chest* I love you lots, too. 
Pidge: Can I get gummy worms?
Shiro: *boops Pidge’s nose* Yes, you can, my darling.
Keith: You know she literally just tricked you, right? *raises an eyebrow*
Shiro: *turns to Keith* I would die for my daughter. *serious*
Keith: *rolls eyes fondly* *pats Shiro’s cheek* ‘Course, you would. *turns to Hunk* Now, baby. What should we get first?

Hunk looked at his list, his other hand holding a pencil to check the boxes once they were done. He looked around and back again to his clipboard. Being The Grocery Ambassador was a real important job that needed to be done properly.

Hunk: *points to the aisle 01* Fruits first. We need apples, oranges, pears—
Lance: *wraps his arms around Hunk and places his chin on Hunk’s shoulder* Can we get mangoes? I love mangoes.
Hunk: *frowns* It’s not on the list, Lance. We need to follow the list.
Lance: *looks up at Keith* Daddy Keith, can we get mangoes? We haven’t had mango shake in a while. I love mango shakes.
Hunk: But Lance—
Keith: *places a hand on Hunk’s shoulder* It’s alright, sweetheart. I’m sure we can spare some money for mangoes. *smiles at Lance*
Lance: *smiles so wide* Yay! Go write that down, Hunk! I’ll go get some!

They continued doing their shopping with Hunk leading the way.

Shiro: *notices some weird snacks on the cart* Pidge, put that back.
Pidge: But Daddy Shiro!
Shiro: How many candies do you even need? 
Pidge: *spreads arms* A lot! I’m a growing girl!!
Shiro: Indeed you are. But candies aren’t going to help you grow. It will just make your teeth rot and it will be ugly. Then all your teeth will fall out.
Pidge: *gasps* THAT’S NOT TRUE!
Shiro: Yes it is. *turns to his husband* You tell her, Keith.
Keith: All your teeth will fall out. *nods* And you can’t smile anymore.
Pidge: *cries* You two are so mean!! 
Keith: *smiles* Perhaps just two packs of candies, yeah? *caresses Pidge’s crying face* That way, only half of your teeth will fall out.
Pidge: DADDY KEITH!! *cries even more*

They were in the cereals section, a.k.a. The Aisle of Doom. Hunk had Keith hold his clipboard temporarily as he held onto KoKo Krunch and Cocoa Puffs.

Hunk: *looks so troubled* Koko Krunch or Cocoa Puffs?
Pidge: Koko Krunch!! 
Lance: Cocoa Puffs!!
Shiro: They’re kinda the same thing. 
Three kids: *turns to Shiro* THEY ARE NOT!!!!
Keith: *shakes his head in disappointment at Shiro* I can’t believe you just said that. The nerve!
Shiro: *gapes* But—they—they are the same cocoa flavoured!
Keith: *bends down so he’s eye level with Hunk* KoKo Krunch has some toy freebies. It has How To Train Your Dragon. *points at the back* Has games too. 
Pidge: KOKO KRUNCH!
Hunk: I love How To Train Your Dragon. *sparkly eyes*
Lance: *leans to Keith and places his chin on Keith’s shoulder so he can nuzzle Keith’s cheek* What about Cocoa Puffs?
Keith: *places hand under chin* Cocoa Puffs has an activity book. No toys though, buddy. It’s a coloring and puzzle book.
Lance: *hugs Keith tight* *smiles* I love activity books.
Shiro: *sighs* *smiles* Why don’t you just get both?
Hunk: *looks at Keith* Can we get both, Daddy Keith?
Keith: *nods* Yeah, you can. *chuckles* *pinches Hunk’s cheek*

They were in the cold drinks section. Keith whispered something to Shiro that made Shiro smile at him and pull him closer to give him a kiss on the cheek. Then Keith saw an elderly woman looking at them, causing him to separate from Shiro instantly, straightening himself. 

Hunk: Daddy Shiro, how many chocolate drinks again?
Shiro: Just 7, Hunk. One for each day of the week. 
Lance: Can I get the big melon milk bottle for breakfast? Daddy Keith?
Keith: *distracted because he sees the woman approaching them* Uh…
Elderly Woman: *to Lance* Make sure you check the expiration date, honey.
Lance: *looks at the woman* Oh! Okay. *checks the bottle* 
Elderly Woman: It’s on the bottle cap. *points with a smile*
Lance: *gives to Keith* I’m not sure. But is it okay with that date?
Keith: *looks at the bottle* Yeah, it’s fine. You need to drink this in 6 days.
Pidge: *waves hand at Shiro* I want orange juice, too, Daddy Shiro? Can I?
Shiro: *chuckles* Alright, I get you a box, sweetheart.
Hunk: *tugs Keith* Daddy Keith, we’ve gone beyond the grocery list! *worried*
Keith: That’s okay, baby. You’ve done such a great job. 
Elderly Woman: Sometimes you go beyond what you planned, little boy. 
Shiro: That’s true. Especially when you have these three kids.
Pidge: Daddy Shiro!
Shiro: What? You were the first grocery list breaker!
Pidge: Daddy Keith! Daddy Shiro’s being mean to me again!
Elderly Woman: That’s just how your daddy loves you, little girl.
Pidge: *pouts* I don’t like it. *crosses arms*
Shiro: Awwwww, baby. Let Daddy kiss that pout away. 
Pidge: NO. I don’t love you. *turns head away*
Shiro: Keith!!!! Pidge won’t let me kiss her!
Keith: *shakes head* *turns to the elderly woman* Sometimes I feel like I have four children to be honest. *smiles fondly*
Elderly Woman: Never a boring day then. *chuckles*

emilysidhe  asked:

Hey! No pressure to answer if you don't wanna, but you've mentioned liking comics!Ollie a few times and I mostly know him secondhand through Birds of Prey. So my main impression of him is "cocky asshole serial cheater Dinah is better off without" and I was wondering if you'd be interested in talking about what I'm missing about his character not reading his own comics? Thanks!

Sure! So here’s the thing: Ollie-as-cheater is a retcon. The timeline goes something like this [CW: rape]:

  • 1941-1969: Ollie has no real recurring love interest. (There’s Miss Arrowette, aka Bonnie King, Cissie’s mom, but she’s only portrayed as a potential love interest for Ollie in one of her four Silver Age appearances.)
  • 1969: Ollie develops his leftwing hothead personality and falls head over heels for Dinah (who originally was a good ten years older than him, which is a dynamic I love).
  • 1988: While in a committed relationship with Dinah, Ollie is raped by Shado, who bears a child as a result. He has no knowledge of this happening and doesn’t know the child is his.
  • 1993: Ollie is kissed by a teenage runaway he and Dinah have taken in, and Dinah dumps him for not pushing her away.
  • 1995-2000: Ollie dies. Chuck Dixon relentlessly portrays Ollie as a lovable but incorrigible horndog in both Connor’s Green Arrow and Dinah’s Birds of Prey, largely to contrast virginal, shy (and likely queer, deal with it Homophobic Chuck) Connor with his father and to explain some of Dinah’s issues during this period.
  • 2000: Ollie is resurrected in Quiver, which is my favorite Green Arrow story, but has a few terrible moments in it, including one in which he is depicted as willingly cheating on Dinah with Shado.
  • 2002-2016: Ollie is dragged through a decade and a half of character assassination in which more infidelity is retconned into his backstory, he’s revealed to have knowingly abandoned Connor and his mother after Connor was born, he cheats on Dinah some more, their relationship becomes increasingly toxic and physically violent, and everything is terrible. Honestly, I’m not sure how bad it eventually got, because I jumped ship completely after Lian’s death.
  • 2016: Green Arrow: Rebirth happens and my big dumb romantic hippie rascal came BACK and I love him so much I want to cry about it!

Ollie has definitely never been perfect. The only part of your description I disagree with, actually, is “serial cheater,” because he is cocky (but I like cocky) and he is an asshole (but I like assholes) and he isn’t good enough for Dinah (but no one is). And he and Dinah weren’t perfect during the 25 years or so they were together before his death. She ostensibly dumped him for kissing Marianne, but this was coming on years of being impulsive and irresponsible (one time he went out to run errands and ended up in a dog race in Alaska).

But man, the writing of the two of them after he came back to life and Kevin Smith left the book was just dreadful, and I largely blame Judd Winick for that (although I goddamn hate what Brad Meltzer did, too). Winick turned their banter into toxic fighting - at one point, Ollie calls Dinah a slut and accuses her of sleeping with an entire football team, she hits him, and then they get really turned on by this and do it. No, Judd, hitting is not “sexy” when women do it, especially when they’re one of the top ranked martial artists in the world. Around the same time, Babs is shocked to learn that Dinah is marrying Ollie, “who fathered Connor with that Shado woman” - except Connor’s mother is Moonday and Shado raped Ollie. It’s a combination of comics not accepting that men can be raped (and Grell really didn’t write it as rape, just a ~thing that happened~), and writers basing their characterizations on retcons instead of the original text and that particular aspect of Ollie’s character snowballing.

I’m willing to accept that Ollie’s a tomcat, no problem. The man has two (or three! I personally believe that Cissie is his) illegitimate children with (two (or three) different women, none of whom are The Love Of His Life. I have no problem with a characterization of Ollie as Enthusiastic About Sex. But the cheating retcon really gets my goat. (As does the retcon that he knew about Connor from birth, which I simply refuse to accept. It’s my Green Arrow Rubicon and I won’t cross it.)

As to why I like him: again, he’s not perfect. He’s a mess. (I like messes! Look at Booster Gold. Look at Daredevil.) But he’s a try-hard mess. He’s so passionate and he cares so much. He makes the spiciest chili and yells at people about recycling and spends half an hour waxing his beard into points every morning and accidentally brings a new teenager home every time he goes outside. He is cranked to eleven 100% of the time and even if he sometimes goes too far or gets it wrong, it’s never out of apathy.

Ollie is a showboater and irresponsible and he fucks up all the time - with Roy, with Connor, with Dinah. But he loves with his whole self and he wants the hero community to be better than they are and he has committed to a silly theme to a truly ridiculous degree and I just adore him.

If I have convinced you to give Ollie a shot (ha, arrow pun), here are my recs:

  • Green Lantern/Green Arrow by Denny O’Neil and Neal Adams, otherwise known as the Hard Traveling Heroes era. Be warned that this is 70s liberalism so there are some well-intentioned but reeeeeeally dated Hot Takes on race and class, and some real opposition to women’s lib. (But oh boy does Adams draw a beautiful Dinah.)
  • Hunter’s Moon by Mike Grell. The Grell era on GA actually starts with the miniseries The Longbow Hunters, which spun off into Ollie’s first ongoing series; Hunter’s Moon collects the first issues from that run. But The Longbow Hunters, though visually stunning as well as important (it moved Ollie and Dinah to Seattle, introduced Shado, and temporarily removed Dinah’s Canary Cry), has a lot of sexual violence (against Dinah) and Orientalism in it. I’m sick of books with violence against women being the Important Comics so I’d rather boost Hunter’s Moon, which shows Dinah going to therapy and working through what’s happened to her as a person with agency instead of using her trauma as a plot point to motivate Ollie. But I’m including Grell in here because Dinah’s assault aside, he depicts Ollie and Dinah’s relationship as healthy, complex, and joyously sexual, and I love it.
  • Quiver and Sounds of Violence by Kevin Smith and Phil Hester. Ollie’s resurrection and the sequel. As noted above, Smith hits a couple sour notes for me, but I mostly love his Ollie, plus he introduces Mia here and I would die for her. And Hester’s Ollie has imprinted on my heart forever as my Ollie. (Weirdly, Smith and O’Neil share the odd distinction of writing my favorite Green Arrow and my least favorite Daredevil.)
  • Green Arrow: Rebirth and the current ongoing series by Benjamin Percy and Otto Schmidt. Can be clunky, but the heart is there, as Ollie tries really really hard to unlearn his privilege, be worthy of Dinah, and repair his relationships with Diggle (!) and Roy. Also features his kid sister Emiko Queen, who was created somewhere during the time that I was ignoring Green Arrow comics but she is PERFECT and I would fight a mountain lion for her. In some beautiful parallel universe Mia and Cissie and Emi all live with Ollie and make fun of him 100% of the time and it’s beautiful.

In conclusion, THANK YOU if you made it through all that nonsense, and please enjoy this ridiculous macro from LJ user parsimonia that I saved a million years ago and which makes me laugh every time I look at it: