this is just how i think it would go if they were genderbent

another stupid concept: michael also joins theater in senior year (THE GANGS ALL HERE)(i think) and now everyone is just kinda in theater together and they put on a musical that year instead of a play and ofc its HEATHERS …

but like mr. reyes is like yea were gonna put a TWIST on it though !!!!!!!!! the heathers, veronica jd and kurt and ram will be genderbent !!!! bc lmao why not mr. reyes is WILD

so anyway rich jake and michael are cast as the heathers (michael would be the best heather c you can fucking fight me in the back of a 7/11) jeremy is veronica christine is jd (much to her protest but she finally gives in) brooke and chloe are kurt and ram and jenna is martha (jenna and jeremy would be great friends and you can also fight me about that??? thanks) 

anyway choreography and just practice in general is a fucking RIOT (none of them have trouble learning lines its just the choreography) like

-michael keeps getting extremely close to kicking jeremy in the nose everytime they practice candy store and he never stops apologizing

-jake feels like SHIT whenever he has to sing shine a light reprise to rich but they both agreed to not let it get to them after a few practices and everytime they gotta practice it, all 4 of them have a movie night bc it helps them all feel better about the themes of the musical

-michael never tells jeremy this but the reason why his anger is so genuine in candy store is bc he lets all his emotions from halloween pour out 

-brooke and chloe always start laughing everytime they sing blue bc it doesnt even WORK and once they start laughing, it eventually passes to jeremy then to rich and jake

-the first time jenna tries singing kindergarten boyfriend, everyone is like HOLY SHIT and jenna loves it honestly

-jeremy and christine love joking around when playing as veronica and jd and they also never stop laughing

-jeremy and christine cant take dead girl walking seriously but they do eventually get their shit together for the actually performance

-christine actually has so much fun playing as jd even if she didnt want to at first and she always gives her slushie to michael after they finish practicing freeze your brain and michael loves christine for that like god bless

-at first mr. reyes insists that rich jake and michael wear heels and skirts but michael kept flinging his shoes across the room when kicking and tripping quite a lot (he almost sprained his ankle quite a few times too) and jake is way too tall with the heels on, rich has no problem though

-they still wear the skirts and the last few days of practicing they had to wear them and it was hell but they eventually got used to it

also michael insists that “if im gonna have to drink something on stage, its going to be a slushie” and he and mr.reyes start fighting about it but eventually michael gets his way and nobody knows how he did it



a new obsession

its messy and not anatomically accurate and really really rushed but frozen genderbends 

[24/3/17] Hyper Projection Haikyuu “The Winners and The Losers” - fan report

ハイパープロジェクション演劇「ハイキュー!!」"勝者と敗者" 東京公演初日

*!Spoilers alert!*

*!Accuracy warning!!*

Haisute got upgraded even more! It was three hours long and split into three acts with two intermissions, which means that my 7PM show finished at 10 and my dinner was at midnight. Last time it was only two hours long! I’m going back to catch another showing on the 6th of May again (some things are worth it guys) so then I’m going to compare the shit out of this one and that one. 

Warning: there were no subtitle services this time (guess this is what I get for complaining about them last time) and my understanding of the plot comes from rewatching S2′s eps 19 - 25 two nights ago, plus some short sentences they yelled if the BGM wasn’t louder than them and if I hadn’t been distracted by the overwhelming mini-interactions exploding all across the board. 

First let’s get the stupid out of the way with Nekoma: 

  • There was only two of them and they showed up as Kuroo and Kenma for the most part during intermissions; midway through the Seijou VS Karasuno match when Karasuno players used tricks they’d learnt from Nekoma, or during Nekoma’s match against an unspecified opponent (Nekoma lost) 
  • The rest of the time they showed up as genderbent Kuroo and Kenma Aoba Johsai I mean Oikawa fangirls
  • Not-Kenma looked quite cute I’ll say because Nagato Takato is already small to begin with and he was using a cute shouta voice. Very cute. He wore a daisy yellow spaghetti-strap long dress over a purple long-sleeved shirt… Not the most fashionable, but he sported a pink ribbon over new bangs over his Kenma wig
  • Not-Kuroo was the kind of female that they force male protagonists to kiss as a punishment game. Not cute. At ALL. I screamed because it was the only thing I could do short of throwing something at him. It was funny… and horrifying 
  • But he was acting cute because while Not-Kenma was a general Seijou fan, Not-Kuroo was a diehard Oikawa fan, and he gets excited whenever Oikawa does anything. A few times he successfully caught Oikawa’s attention, to Iwaizumi’s ire 
  • Other times he’ll clap or sway to the beat of the music as the match progresses
  • Not-Kuroo dislikes Iwaizumi because as they’re spectators he often witnesses Iwaizumi physically or verbally threatening Oikawa. One time he made a face of disapproval while pointing at Iwaizumi and made devil horns on his head
  • Not-Kuroo was dressed… In a dark-blue long-sleeved top, with a long billowing beige skirt that extended from his waist. He sported one long braid pinned on the side of his Kuroo wig 
  • He was like a crazy bitch 
  • Like how in the anime the fangirls found themselves moved to cheer for Karasuno even though they’d come for Oikawa, halfway through the second act Not-Kuroo shouted “Good luck, Seijou!!”, then Not-Kenma shouted “And good luck too, black shirt guys!!”, and then Not-Kuroo lifted up his skirt to reveal Kuroo’s uniform underneath and he shouted “Good luck to Nekoma too!!” 
  • Sometimes him and Not-Kenma were required to hold the volleyball net and would enter inbetween the players, and when they’d served their purpose, they’ll run off, and while Not-Kenma just ran with a spring in his step, Not-Kuroo had to sway his shoulders and stick his hands out behind him as he did
  • They were the ones commenting on the match and gameplay techniques this time with Mart-san, who was holding a portable Karasuno “Fly!” banner, making them acquaintances, but at one point, Not-Kuroo suddenly screamed and looked at Mart-san like a pervert?? I couldn’t catch what he said and missed it happening because I was staring hard at someone else instead, but Not-Kuroo looked horrified and quickly ran off the stage, so maybe Mart-san touched him somewhere by accident? No clue, will have to rewatch
  • As to moments where they were legitimately Kuroo and Kenma, it’s always times where Kuroo tries to be cool but yet is just really fucking lame in Kenma’s eyes and Kenma just wants to ditch him and game in peace like please
  • During one scene-swap moment Kenma actually broke the fourth wall and deadpanned “Why is there only two of us for Nekoma?” Kuroo hushed him and dead-insisted that the other guys were still here; then he runs to one side and throws his elbow over his face, all of a sudden imitating Yamamoto and going, “Uh, oh yeah, Kuroo-san? I was just over there…” and then Kenma ditches him on stage 
  • During another scene-swap (after Nekoma’s match ends) Kenma walks onto stage, only somethings off with his wig, and when he turns to start monologuing, he’s got the Not-Kenma pink ribbon and front bangs on. Kuroo comes after him and gently pulls it off and puts it in his bag loll 
  • One time during Nekoma’s match Kuroo got really into it and started to recite Nekoma’s chant but Kenma lied and said “the ball Kuroo!” pointing somewhere behind him so he fell for it and got cut off, to Kenma’s relief  

Karasuno moments - felt like the story this stage was more re-focused back onto them, since last stage the attention was more shared towards Nekoma

  • Opening: For each of the acts in the stageplay there were different themes, and the in the first act, it was the Seijou orchestra VS the Karasuno band (I think they were a band. Or maybe a smaller orchestra). First we had the two setters on elevated platforms conducting their respective themes. Kageyama was in his King’s cape and crown and was less conducting but more wildly gesturing forcefully with his hands
  • A kagetsukki during the character introductions: after Tsukishima’s introduction it was Kageyama’s turn, and usually the previous member should leave and let the next member have center stage, but Kageyama sort of barged into him and bullied him into kneeling on his hands and knees on the floor so that Kageyama could sit on his back and wave his hands in conducting gestures
  • Kageyama’s deep-rooted fear of Oikawa was the main story in Act One. It got quite bad, so as his performance as a setter deteriorated, his breathing got worse and worse, until finally he hyperventilated on all fours on the ground, deaf to the other members shouting his name
  • When Ukai takes him out to cool his head Hinata tries to cheer him up but comments that his face is just freaking scary. Then he suggests that maybe Kageyama can cheer himself up the way Tanaka-senpai just did, which was to roar and slap both hands onto one’s face. Egged on by him, Kageyama tries it - he roars, and then gently pats his palms to his cheeks. Hinata’s like “Too soft!!!” 
  • Nishinoya has been busy coming up with even more ridiculous names for his rolling receives, and there might have been a Rolling Thunder Spark W one (couldn’t understand what he was saying), but the one he actually used in match was called Rolling Thunder-Angel, and when he said “Angel”, he turned to the audience and fluttered (i.e. hands flapped), and the pink spotlight hit him straight-on. Daichi screamed “Nishinoya!!!” in order to remind him that the ball was coming and he had to save it goddamn it
  • If you’re familiar with this part of the story in the Haikyuu series, it’s the time where the third-years are feeling a little insecure and second-guessing their value to the team
  • To portray this inner conflict on stage, we have the actual actors portraying their character’s brave fronts, while the second-year trios emerge behind them holding face masks (such as Akisawa Kentarou’s face printed on a thick card with holes cut out for his eyes) and confess their inner worries to the stage
  • Ennoshita was Suga, Tanaka was Asahi and Noya was Daichi lol. Aside from portraying the third-years inner worries, the second-year actors also portrayed the third-years when they were younger 
  • They took a lot of gags this time from the anime and visualised them onstage this time, such as: 
  • Kageyama being coaxed by Suga into praising the other members, such as Hinata, and the only thing he could think of to say to was “… Job well done.” And Hinata goes, “What are you, my boss??” That was the first part of the gag. The second part of the gag happens later when midway through the match later Hinata all of a sudden dons a businessman jacket over his jersey (but no businessman pants, so he was still in volleyball shorts) and glasses and praises the whole team, going “Job well done, you guys!!!”
  • Kageyama’s Flying Fish Pun - his first name sounds similar to the Japanese word for flying fish; Suga makes an analogy about him “being a fish out of water” = on stage, as Tsukishima and Yamaguchi are thinking about Kageyama the flying fish, all of a sudden the Karasuno members jump apart and Kageyama Tobio is in a shiny blue flying fish costume 
  • He couldn’t even move in that stupid thing but he still had a match to play. Through the holes for his forearms (flippers) he frantically flapped them (both like a conductor and a fish) while he stayed rooted to one spot. Eventually to wrap up the gag he had to power-jump off the stage and have it removed , and there was a backfin when he turned around. It was so shiny 
  • There were hidden actors!! Two unnamed actors with the body figure of a middle school Kageyama (aka slimmer and smaller than Kimura Tatsunari) came to play him. They didn’t talk, they just wore his clothes and shoes. So at one point there were three Kageyamas onstage - a present-day Karasuno one, the three-years ago Kita-Daichi one, and one more just… sometimes strutting along the perimeter of the stage in Kageyama’s crown and cape
  • Tsukishima and Kageyama had a talk in which the former convinced the latter to let him decide on the spike attacks himself. So Kageyama recedes from the spotlight and lets Tsukishima have more freedom. Tsukishima would strut to different spots in front of the net, spike successfully, then clap his hands twice, summoning his goons (Tanaka and Noya), who would march behind him with their chests puffed out to his next location on the court loll
  • Gentle heart-breaking moments: Sugawara, because sometimes he speaks really quietly, such as when he says “Our team’s players are really strong”, and also “I guess this is my last play for today” 
  • Act 3: Seijou’s theme changed to white silk cloths, which they used to portray blocks or otherwise attacks that Karasuno could not see/keep up with. Towards the middle of it, the Seijou third-years abandoned their cloths and took out two long white ones, which they likened into a rope, and used it to wrap around Suga’s body until he couldn’t move 
  • A touching scene: After the match, Karasuno thanks the audience for watching them - meaning they turn to us and thank us for watching. Hinata had to be lead over because he was shocked stiff from losing. The members bow, but Kageyama barely, and then he runs off before the others have even finished bowing 

And finally my team Aoba Johsai moments:

  • Opening: Oikawa was really something to look at during here, because not only did Asuma Kousuke fill out the suit really well, he was also conducting with a lot more grace than Kageyama did, especially since they were right next to each other lol. Even so, his movements were still really powerful because he was throwing his torso out, so he felt a lot like a mad conductor 
  • His team members alternated between ballet/ballroom dancing metaphors as well as orchestra members. I only remember that Iwaizumi’s was a marching band drum
  • Other introductions: Hanamaki and Matsukawa went to the spotlight together again, jostling shoulders with each other in the spotlight; Kindaichi had a specific “dance move” motion where he bends on his knees and brings his hands together over his head like an onion that grows outwards 
  • Some people were really graceful (Asuma Kousuke) and some people could not dance (Kohatsu Allen and Saito Kenshin) loll. Though I suppose Iwaizumi’s lack of dancing grace fits his character… 
  • Best Legs: Shirakushi Judai as Matsukawa Issei. I think they were even better than Kondou Shouri’s Kuroo thighs, because they were long(est), pale and muscular, and best of all not obstructed by any knee pads
  • After Matsukawa comments about Oikawa’s horrible personality, libero Watari Shinji took it upon himself to act out a skit to give an example of it, so thats when he pulls out the Oikawa-mask 
  • He was acting as Oikawa eavesdropping on their team’s first-year members, Kunimi and Kindaichi, who were gossiping about their senior, Shigeru Yahaba. Kindaichi goes first, he’s like “Hey, don’t you think the way Yahaba-san squeezes his water bottle is gross?” 
  • Next to them, Shigeru Yahaba demonstrates the way he squeezes his bottle - he grins, holds it out and squeezes it, lifts up his right leg, tosses it under his leg to his his left hand, squeezes it, lifts up his left leg, and then tosses it back into his right hand
  • Kunimi goes next, and he says, “Yeah, and don’t you think it’s weird how Yahaba-san is always sitting on the bench but he’s always the most exhausted out of all of us?”
  • The thing is, when Shigeru Yahaba’s on the bench he doesn’t just sit, he’s busy running around with bottles or otherwise just cheering his heart out for Seijou, so by the end of it he’s so done tired he just rolls on his back onto the floor 
  • Flashback scenes with Kindaichi, Kunimi and Kageyama: Since the same flashback scenes occurred twice midplay, the actors involved had to change to different uniforms. On the second occurrence, Seijou Kindaichi remained in the center of the stage, looking bewildered as the flashback sequence started all of a sudden and the other Seijou & Karasuno players started leaving. Then Kunimi walks out - he’s holding their Kita-Dai uniforms. Kunimi walks up to him and gently helps him wear it - he pulls the Kita-Dai jersey over Kindaichi’s stunned face. Kunimi himself was already dressed. And then he gives Kindaichi the Kita-Dai shorts; turning his back to the audience, Kindaichi pulls it over his light-blue Seijou uniform butt and then quickly reverts to Kita-Dai Kindaichi lol 
  • Iwaizumi Hajime: his characterisation is different this stage, and he’s actually a lot more gentle and motherly as opposed to violent and angry. Most of his “violence” are just empty threats. Oikawa doesn’t often genuinely piss him off, but the few times he does during the match, Iwaizumi will roar and chase after him, and then Matsukawa will come and restrain him 
  • Flashback scenes and iwaoi: Kitagawa Daichi Iwaizumi was even more motherly than Seijou Iwaizumi, while Kita-Dai Oikawa was hopeless. When he received the Best Setter award he actually ran around the stage screaming “Yay!!! Yayyy!!” to the audience. Iwaizumi catches him, stops him and says “Not “Yay”, okay? Do it properly,” in a very kind voice, and then zips up his jacket for him. The kindness is lost on Oikawa, who goes, “Iwa-chan, are you my mum?”, which pisses off Iwaizumi “Hahhh??!”, and then they take off in a chase 
  •  ^ There were three people in that scene, Kageyama, in full Kita-Dai jersey, and Iwaizumi and Oikawa, who simply wore a smaller sized Kita-dai jacket over their Seijou uniforms lol. It was intentional to show that this was a flashback as opposed to present time, and all three were talking in high-pitched childish voices. I gotta say they really felt like middle-school students 
  • When Kageyama asked him to teach him serves, they were standing quite far apart (as compared to the anime, where Kageyama was within punching distance). But when Oikawa started to lose it the lights turned red, and when he tried to hit Kageyama, he lunged forward about to tackle him, but Iwaizumi catches his middle and throws him to the ground
  • Kageyama’s entire body flinched hard on the spot (which is probably why present-day him was so scared of Oikawa) but he was too scared to even move. Iwaizumi apologised to him in a gentle voice and told him that today’s practice was really over 
  • This whole scene was played out twice, in the first act from Kageyama’s perspective and in the second act from Iwaizumi’s perspective, which meant no Oikawa monologue 
  • When Oikawa falters and messes up his serve towards the end of one match, it was because he was momentarily impacted by the sight of Ushijima Wakatoshi in his head - Ushiwaka’s shadow flashed on stage for a moment! Iwaizumi perceives this (even though it took place inside Oikawa’s head!!) and scolds him for thinking about other opponents instead of focusing on the ones standing in front of him 
  • Some third year moments: When Oikawa calls Iwaizumi out on overexerting a brain he didn’t have, Iwaizumi throws his bottle at him but Matsukawa, in-between them, catches it with a perplexed and mildly judgmental face 
  • Oikawa gets headbutted by Iwaizumi a number of times, and once, Hanamaki was close by and extended a helping hand, only to walk off immediately when Oikawa reached for it 
  • Iwaizumi and Oikawa; and then Matsukawa and Hanamaki hugged after the Karasuno match. Not excited hugs, but happy, satisfied, really chill hugs
  • In the end, Seijou loses to Shiratorizawa (Shiratorizwa being portrayed as just a blank screen that the Seijou members were facing), and Oikawa falls to his knees on the ground. Hanamaki, Matsukawa and Iwaizumi helped him up; afterwards he held onto Iwaizumi’s shoulders as he limped off the stage 

Extra opinion from me: 

  • Could have been sadder come on the audience can handle it. Specifically the part where Mart-san talks to Yamaguchi after the match (Yamaguchi messed up his only play in the game) and asks him “Was it fun, Tadashi?” It was nearing the end of the stage and the scene felt a little rushed… 
  • Oikawa monologue :/ I was expecting more from the most relatable character in the series! They probably had similar number of lines, though, him and Iwaizumi, but the difference is that when Iwaizumi was talking in his scenes, there weren’t less plot mechanics/other characters/interactions happening on the stage, so it was less distracting
  • (again) Guilty of staring way too hard at one character again. My subconscious must really think he’s hot. And when Iwa-chan’s not the main focus at that plotpoint it’s not as though he does much of anything beyond high-fiving the members… Next time I vow to pay more attention to Tsukishima, Ennoshita (?? even less visible this time), Yamaguchi, Yahaba, HANAMAKI, Nishinoya, Kageyama, Daichi, etc. 
  • If you’re interested in the live-viewing report of the previous run, “Karasuno, Revival” which had full Nekoma and Date Tech, it’s here 
  • I should be either buying another pair of player bromides or getting the pamphlet next time 
Repetitiveness: Clare VS Sanderson

Spoilers for:

  • [Major] All of Brandon Sanderson’s work (including his non-cosmere stuff)
  • [Major] Cassandra Clare’s work up to Lady Midnight
  • [Very Minor] PJO on world building
  • [Very Minor] Harry Potter on world building

Now if you’ve been looking at my blog recently, you’ll know that I have fallen in an absolute love with Brandon Sanderson. But I subscribe to the philosophy that if you love something then you should mercilessly make fun of all its faults. One of the faults being: Sanderson’s writing is unbelievably repetitive. And no the excuse “well it’s all in the same universe” doesn’t work. Reckoners is not in the Cosmere but it’s a pretty shameless (yet hilarious) rip-off of Mistborn. The only difference being is that Mistborn is adult and Reckoners is YA. Which, apparently, means that everything is exactly the same but main characters don’t die. Also, to a much lesser degree Rithmatist rips off elements of Stormlight Archive but it’s nowhere near as bad as Reckoners. I’m pretty sure they’re going to outlaw drinking games made out of the Cosmere because of dangerous they would be.

I also use to read Cassandra Clare’s Shadowhunter series but decided to stop because it was too repetitive. Now that sounds incredibly hypocritical and at first I didn’t understand why the repetitiveness didn’t bother me in Sanderson’s work. And the repetitiveness was the reason I found myself not wanting to continue after Lady Midnight. I know that Clare is going to pull some reason Jules and Emma can bonk out of her ass, Emma is going to suffer little to no consequences for her actions and they day will saved by bunch of stupid teenagers. At first these franchises seem completely different and pointless to compare but I’d argue they’re more similar than you think. Both authors were started off riding the coattails of other authors (Clare with the Twilight hype and Sanderson finishing up Wheel of Time), there’s a lot of talk of religion and there’s generally a neon sign pointing to which characters are going to die. Ironically, they both have a country called “Idris” that we barely care about unless it’s being under attack (Fun Fact: City of Glass was published in March of 2009 and Warbreaker was published June of 2009, go figure). They obviously have the same flaw. They tend to tell the same story with the same characters over and over again. However I figured out two reasons why I still enjoy Sanderson’s work and have given up on Clare’s.

1. Character Arcs and Group Dynamics:

Let’s take Raoden from Elantris and Elend from Mistborn. They’re essentially the same character. They’re young royals who take a position of authority even though they’re a bit naïve. They have badass girlfriends. Their girlfriends also have something to do with their clearly evil fathers’ deaths. Raoden even had a crazy brother in a draft of Elantris and Elend actually had a crazy brother. It sounds annoying that Brandon has characters with such similar backgrounds but there are some key differences.

One interesting way Brandon avoids the reader immediately realizing how similar these characters are is when their stories begin. Raoden’s story is basically Elend’s story but only through Well of Ascension and maybe a bit of time gap between Well of Ascension and Hero of Ages. In Well of Ascension you have the former ruling god dead, Elend is trying to deal with the authority that he’s accepted in the last book, dies and then comes back with awesome powers. Ditto for Raoden. But we get to see Elend grow from this naïve bookworm just trying to piss off his father into the badass emperor. Raoden’s already got some leadership skills from growing up with the assumption that he’s going take the thrown before he got zombie-afied and develops much faster than Elend in Elantris. It’s not immediately recognizable that this is the same arc. While in Shadowhunters Clary and Tessa basically go through the same story arc. Girl who thought she was average discovers Shadowhunters and that she’s magical, but even more super special than all the other magical people. She meets jerky guy and obviously better nice guy but chooses the jerky guy because he’s tortured. She discovers stuff about the Shadowhunter world and Clave continues to be useless dicks. She’s the only one who can save the day despite having very little to no training because she was born the right way. Bangs her boyfriend right before the climax because…I have no idea what Clare loves that trope to be honest. Anyone who was even remotely rude to her dies, even if they get quickly redeemed before the end and there are a few good guys who die, but honestly their deaths don’t really matter to the MC or the audience. End of trilogy! It’s boring. I will give Clare this, she did realize that the audience didn’t need this world explained for the third fucking time in TDA which a good step forward. I’m sure that every asshole is going to die by the end of the trilogy and right before the climax Jules and Emma will equip those stupid birth control runes and have a climax of their own. However there’s still the problem that they’re still fucking Shadowhunters.

Another difference is the different power sets that the characters. I know Tessa doesn’t have the exact same power set as Clary or Emma. Tessa is a Warlock-Shadowhunter, Clary has a bigger amount of angel blood than your average Shadowhunter and Emma is banging her Parabati which gives you magic powers apparently. Clare couldn’t have these take place on different planets with completely different magic systems like Sanderson can. But Tessa, Clary and Emma hang out with people and it wouldn’t be a problem if they weren’t all Shadowhunters who come from the same culture with the same values and same personalities. Even the same family lines, which I guess means that family members have exact same personalities. At least when Sanderson families are from the same bloodlines he makes an effort to change up the personalities. Breeze is fancy asshole with a heart a gold, Wax is a social inept cowboy with a heart of gold. Tessa barely explores her Warlock side in TID, she talks to Magnus and maybe exchanges a couple of words with Ragnor. All three MCs hang out with Shadowhunters. It’s especially obvious when you look at Tessa and Clary’s groups. Tessa hangs out with Jace-Clone-With-Half-Decent-Reason-To-Be-An-Asshole, Simon-Done-Better, Crazy-Izzy (Jessamine) and Characters-That-Would-Make-Much-More-Interesting-Protagonists (Henry, Charlotte). TDA isn’t that much better. Emma and Jules are basically the genderbent versions of Jace and Clary with minor differences and being more pissy. They hang out with Less-Insufferable-Izzy, Evil-Crazy-Magnus, Expendable-Siblings, Siblings-I-Don’t-Care-About, Siblings-Waiting-For-Their-Own-Spinoff and Love-Geometry-Fodder. It would be better if they weren’t all Shadowhunters. Clare created a bunch of really interesting cultures and species that we never really get to see in full. We don’t know what it’s like to be a normal Vampire because Simon was a Daywalker (or whatever) and he wasn’t even a vampire for long, we had Maya the werewolf but she barely got any screen time. The non-Shadowhunter character we get the most of is Magnus because he’s a fan favorite but we still don’t really know much about Warlocks. I know this series is called Shadowhunters but why did it have to be? It would have been a better series if Tessa was a full on Warlock and she was exploring that aspect of Clare’s world and she could still interact with the Shadowhunters. Hell it might even be interesting to see how other species see the Shadowhunters. We know Downworlders hate Shadowhunters but they probably have different histories with them. Maybe Werewolves were used as manual slave labor while Warlocks were used as prostitutes for people who wanted to fuck demons but didn’t want demon STDs. I don’t know! Make Emma a werewolf, she’s aggressive. Culture does a lot, Clare already has the intriguing cultures that I want to learn about. She just has to DO something with them. Brandon loves having crews and it helps that they all come from different planets with different cultures. Even if he’s reusing a character they’re also either just different enough to not be a complete clone (unlike Jace and Will) or they’re surrounded by completely different characters. Raoden’s old crew has two old cranky farts with a rivalry that ends with my heart broken, a soldier, the hot guy, the big strong man with a family and the badass girlfriend. Elend’s crew he inherited from the Kell has the badass girlfriend, the fancy asshole with the heart of gold, soldier who’s a philosopher, Average Joe accountant, religious dude, cranky old fart and love-triangle-fodder. There’s some overlap between all the series’ crews but they’re just enough that you accept it. In Shadowhunters, especially with Tessa and Clary their friend groups are basically the same.

2. World Building:

The thing that keeps Sanderson’s work from becoming dull is that he is a master world builder. So good in fact that while you’re trying to figure out how the hell each world works and exactly how amazing it is that you completely miss all the repetitiveness along with the foreshadowing and references to the Cosmere. It’s only after you give yourself to think about the overall picture that you realize how similar they are. It’s essential a parent sneakily feeding their child vegetables by hiding them in cheese. Clare doesn’t have that. Seeing how Shadowhunters is the same exact world in every series, you never feel the confusion in any of the spinoff series. Once you’ve read a couple of the books you have a feel for the bland world.

Besides pop culture references, I don’t see much of a point in this being an urban fantasy. If the TV Show did one thing right, it’s that it mixed the Shadowhunter tech with modern tech. Why? Because it’s cool and gives it a little bit more of a reason to be set in modern times with modern pop culture references. If you took out all references to modern society it wouldn’t matter what time period any of these series took place because Shadowhunters seem to rarely let their society be affected by Mundane society. Shadowshunters have a very stagnant culture and it’s taken 10 books for them to start to realize that the Internet is awesome. This is an urban fantasy series but it doesn’t seem to have any effect other than pop culture references. You don’t need to completely blend Normal and Magical worlds; JK Rowling did a pretty good job of making a world where the wizard world very rarely interacts with the real world. This was successful because Harry Potter was a world with wizards who can do basically anything and had no real need to interact with Muggles. Shadowhunters for one don’t have any magical powers so they either have to do it themselves, get Warlocks to do it or get some Mundanes. They also have to protect Mundanes, you’d think they’d be interacting more and since there’s no Mist like Percy Jackson you wonder how Mundanes don’t figure it out by now. Speaking of PJO, on the flip side Percy Jackson works mixing the two elements because it’s fun to see Greek Gods and Monsters updated. Riordan took his concept and ran with it. He uses the modern setting to get out pop culture references but there’s still mortal interaction with characters like the demigods’ mortal parents and Rachel. The only other thing Clare uses the modern setting for is to introduce the Shadowhunter series to noobs. Which is fine for a series but after three, it gets tiresome. Also she picked the most stagnant and boring species out of the bunch.

Then there’s Sanderson, which I won’t compare Shadowhunters to the entire Cosmere because that’s unfair but I will compare it to Mistborn. In less than 200 years Henry Branwell made a few inventions like the portal and sensor; Clary made some new runes. So only Branwells can advance this society for some reason. In 300 years, Scadrial got cars, electricity, image projectors and fucking airships. I get that Shadowhunters really don’t like change but seriously all of humanity rests in their hands. I would want someone to create better ways of killing demons. Apparently witchlight can double as a power source so you can use it for computers and WiFi. Use that shit to make a car that works in Idris or some better tech. Find some better way to communicate to each other! That way the next genocidal maniac that Clary creates goes around to Institutes creating the next protagonists for another spin off series, you can warn people! Instead of relying on references to TID. This is why you’re always dying off, because you refuse to advance! This’ll be a never ending cycle of Shadowhunters using glow-y swords and arrows to kill all hell’s got to offer! Maybe this is all just a conspiracy and Clave has been stopping advancement in Shadowhunter society because once they defeat all the demons they’ll lose all their purpose in life.

One of the problems with Clare’s writing is that she often gives her main leads this amazing magical power that no else uses or can ever use. In 200 years or in the entire history of the world we never hear of another Warlock-Shadowhunter other than Tessa. And there will probably never be one because that’s what makes Tessa special. In Mistborn, the magic system is organically evolving. Throughout the first trilogy you always get new metals and new information about how the magic works is revealed. By Alloy of Law yes we have all 16 metals but we now discover that Mistborns don’t exist (which is a great way to keep any character from being too OP) but now there’s Twinborns. It’s a completely different type of magic user much like Tessa but Brandon expanded on that. Imagine the different types of Warlocks and Shadowhunter combos you could get and how that would manifest. Or how this would affect Shadowhunter society as a whole. Instead of Luke just becoming full on werewolf what if there was some sort of hybrid Werewolf-Shadowhunter. It’s the same with Twinborns. There’s so many combinations and possibilities for different powers. Then in Bands of Mourning there’s people being able to artificially give people powers. It’s so organic and just makes the world feel so much bigger because of how much you have to explore. The Shadowhunter magic never really evolves. It’s the same and once the main character uses their super-mega-ultra forms they got from the Angel to defeat the current bad guy threatening all of humanity, the power up just goes away. Like, you never want to see if other people can do that mega-awesome-thing? Why? Maybe they could use it to get rid of demons!

Then here’s my biggest grip with the Shadowhunters’ world: we’re never given an explanation on exactly the world works. I’m less invested in this world because I don’t feel like I can live there and then immediately die because I would not survive in any fantasy world. First is Idris: how does Idris get it’s food or clothing? Shadowhunter culture makes a big deal on how it’s shameful to not be anything but a demon hunter. But…y’gotta eat and someone has to make the sexy black leather you wear. Looking at the map there’s the lake, forest, plains and that’s all there is. Where are the farms? Are there Shadowhunter farmers? How are they treated? Or do they just rely on Warlocks to conjure it all up? Which Warlocks? Before the Accords did they just have Downworlder slaves do all this? If so then what happened after the Accords? And don’t give me that “well maybe it’ll be answered in a future book” or “it was answered in Lord of Shadows and/or Shadowhunter Academy” because it’s been 10 fucking books and a collection of short stories and Clare hasn’t given me the answers on how this society functions. I tried looking at Wiki but it was either such a throw away line that no one decided to put it or Clare hasn’t addressed it. Sanderson shows that worlds can distract from very glaring problems. I don’t expect to know exactly how the Cosmere functions because its not important at the moment, just like you don’t expect to know how Idris works in City of Bones. But after 11 books and still don’t know how anything works, I get frustrated and then I start getting annoyed at the other glaring problems. I know how the Camp Half-Blood functions. Mr. D grows strawberries, they harvest them, sell to them to the mortal world and get mortal money to pay for shit. Then golden drachmas are circulating around to buy magic stuff. Which also brings me to questions about the Institutes like: How do the Institutes have Mundane money? Is it the Clave that gets the money and then distributes it to the Institutes? How do they get the money? Do Shadowhunters really go out grocery shopping or does Idris just ship each institute supplies from wherever the fuck they get it? If so then how did they do that without the portal? How did they pay their Mundane servants back in the day? I go could go on the questions, Clare’s world just feel so small. Like nothing else is happening unless it’s relevant to the plot, while everything Sanderson creates such amazing worlds that you write…well a stupid post like this. It’s just there are so many unanswered questions that it becomes annoying.

Which is not to say that Sanderson never had this problem of not answering questions that probably should have been answered about the world. I can see myself beginning to lose my patience with getting answers to questions about the Cosmere, only to have new ones pop up. He has to walk that very fine line between leaving his audience wanting more without making them give up from frustration. While I didn’t hate it, Calamity left me with a lot more questions than answers. Yes, I know there are questions that are going to be answered later, especially around Calamity (the character) and I’m sure it’ll all make sense in about 10 years when we get Reckoners: Secret History or whatever. But there are questions that I feel should have been answered in this book and normally Brandon would but for some reason he didn’t. Like if Calamity made more Epics before he pissed off? Because if I were an Epic who went on a psychopathic rampage every time someone coughed in my direction, killed everyone I loved and random strangers and then suddenly snapped out of it; I would probably kill myself out of guilt. How exactly did other-universe David die exactly? I know it had something to do with Steelheart but how exactly? What’s it like for Firefight to come to our universe? Did Prof ever go to the other universe and say sorry to that Tia for killing her in our-universe? Could he just live there? Does Meg ever let him go there like she lets David see his dad? Why in this Earth do we have such piss-pour abilities to name shit? No, I’m not over how fucking stupid the name “Newcago” is. I’m actually glad Brandon didn’t attempt to name the two universes because they probably would have been stupid. Ultimately these questions are kind of annoying that I don’t have the answers to but I still know how this world functions. It was stated that the Epics leading their small territories in the…Fractured States (sigh) needed to have servants so they found some way to keep them alive. Yes it’s a “magic” answer but it works because you’ve got people who can come back from the dead and kill with bubbles. It doesn’t work with Shadowhunters because Shadowhunters don’t have magic and their better-than-you culture makes it hard for me to come up with any logical conclusion.

Ultimately Brandon Sanderson knows that if he can distract you enough with shiny bells and delicious cheese, he can get away with his repetitiveness that may be just slightly different. Clare seems perfectly fine with lazily not explaining a goddamn thing and just using whatever works over and over again with it being slightly different. That’s what it is. It’s lazy. Clare doesn’t seem to try. There’s no exploration it’s just a random girl who is super special and the entire universe revolves around her until the next protagonist comes along. Which makes me sad in the end. Oh well, at least I have the TV show to eventually catch up on. Despite my snarky commentary, Shadowhunters is actually gaining my respect by actually killing off characters that matter to Clary.

Beautiful - Heathers Genderbend au lyrics

So to answer some questions. Yes I will be posting genderbent versions of the lyrics. Yes you can suggest lines for lyrics I haven’t posted yet. No you can’t ask me to change lyrics I’ve already posted. However if you spot a typo you can tell me about it.

Anyway here’s Beautiful.

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The Superman Sex Dilemma

Summary: Genderbent!Phan. Fiona was a nobody and just made herself look like an idiot to the most popular girl at school.

Warnings: Talk of death by sex  

Prompt: i’d like to request a female!collegephanau-Danielle is the exteremlypopular girl majoring in psychology(ringlets of shoulder length brown hair, sun dresses,smirks)&Fiona is a dorky clumsy girl doing her major in photography(waist length long black hair- large blue eyes,checkered shirts and skinny jeans)they meet for a school project and fall slowly in love agghhh…if u’d like to write it though, no pressure :)

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Am I doing this right? 

I’ve seen everyone doing this, so I guess I’ll do the thing too. TBH I actually have like 160+ followers, but still. This is my first time doing a follow forever, so here we go.

A thank you all to everybody that follows me<3 I’m not sure where to start, but thank you all for sticking and baring with me to this day. You all have kind and beautiful souls. I don’t come on tumblr RP as much anymore for my own personal reasons, but it does make. me happy to know you’re all still with me even in spirit hahaha. There’s so many of you I wanna thank and also interact with via OOC or IC. I apologize if you haven’t been added onto the list, because like I said, there’s so many of you. That does not mean I hate you or forgot about you though.

Now where to start…?

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anonymous asked:

MariChat Genderbent Au??? I haven't really seen any of these around and think it would be cute! X3

Thank you for the prompt! So I wasn’t sure if you wanted a genderbent au as in Adrienne and Marin, Adrienne and Marinette or Adrien and Marin. I picked the last one (I blame @australet789 ‘s amazing art). But of course, if you want another gender bent Marichat you can request one again ^^

The list of advantages of having a cat could go on for centuries. Marin could admit this, even if he wasn’t a cat person. The advantages of having a cute boy dressed up as a cat themed superhero were even more.

“Alright, a little bit to the left, please… okay perfect. Now spread.”

Marin stuck his tongue out in concentration as he began sketching fastly, his eyes shifting for short periods of time to Chat’s spread fingers. He was working on some gloves and hand accessories and he was in dire need of hand references. Sure the internet had them, but there weren’t necessary all the angles that he needed. And last time when he tried to use his own hand for reference he got a horrible cramp. So if a stray cat decided to come in his room, he might as well put him to good use. When Marin looked up, he saw… well, not what he expected.

Chat Noir was laying on one side, propping himself on one elbow, wiggling his eyebrows while holding… was that an azalea flower?

“What. The. Hell?” Marin questioned, emphasizing every word, because honestly, this situation truly needed emphasis?

“What? They were out of roses!” Chat Noir defended himself while taking the flower out of his mouth.

“What are you trying to do Chat Noir?” Marin questioned, entirely unimpressed with the over the top anime worthy act.

“Remember last week when we were bickering and you said I wasn’t smooth at all?” Marin nodded. “Well, I wanted to show you just how smooth I am.”

Then, with all the feline grace his name carried, he crawled over to Marin. Leaning on one hand he closed almost all the distance between them and grinned wickedly. “Don’t you think I’m smooth, little prince?” his voice reached a low whisper and his breath tickled his lips.

For anybody else, sure, he was smooth. But Marin knew all too well, Chat Noir was all meow and no scratch. Mimicking his earlier expression, Marin began to lean against him, their noses touching almost constantly as Chat slowly retreated and ended up on his back, trying to keep himself up on elbows. Marin didn’t stop until they were nose to nose. And while he was the cat in the room, it was Marin who was basically purring. “I apologize for not recognizing your impressive skills earlier.”

He couldn’t hide the satisfaction he got at the sight of Chat’s Noir’s expression. His eyes were about to pop out of his skull and it seemed he was one step away from having steam out of his ears. Putting a little space between, Marin whispered. “Red looks really good on you.” he flicked Chat’s golden bell with a finger. “Mon minou.

Marin turned, ready to go back to his designs when he heard a thwack. Turning back around he snorted at the sight before him.

“Monsieur Smoothness himself.” Marin mocked. Taking out his phone, he snapped a picture of the superhero fainted on his floor. It will make good blackmail material for later.

Into Infinity (Pt. 2)

Summary: Imagine randomly being pulled through a portal. When you awake, you find yourself in the Marvel Universe. More specifically, Tony Stark’s lab. Guess this is what happens when Tony Stark ‘examines’ an Infinity Stone.

Part 1

Warnings: None

Word count: 1800

A/N: There’s not a lot in this one, but I hope you guys like it regardless! The next chapter has a bit more plot to it, and things’re gonna ramp up from there :D

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“I’m sorry, the last time you fooled around with alien technology you created a blood-thirsty robot, and you didn’t learn anything from that?” This scene was looking terribly familiar to you, except there were so many more people in the room than when Tony announced his plan to create Vision, and this time you were actually in the room with them. It was ultimately nerve-racking, having all these superheroes you daydreamed about glaring at you like some sort of alien pathogen ready to infect their society. You couldn’t help but nervously raise your hand - there was no way you were gonna be a smartass under this pressure without permission.

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pairing: genderbent!ladrienne/ladynoire | words: 3k | rating: t (?)

note:  Final (?) conclusion to New Growth / Another Change / Similar Developments. Thank you all so much for reading, I had a lot of fun writing these.

And of course, thanks to @death-rae and @ash-is-boss  for beta reading this!

Adrienne set her brush down on the vanity and leaned forward to stare harshly at her reflection in the mirror. Even with copious amounts of makeup, the dark circles under her eyes were still visible. She had been able to tame her hair at least but it was little consolation when she looked like she hadn’t slept in a week.

With a sigh, she pushed away from the vanity.  

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anonymous asked:

I genuinely don't understand. How is genderbent cosplay or crossplay transphobic? Please help me understand.

That is an excellent question, and I will do my best to explain my opinion on the matter.  I’m guessing your question was prompted by this post, which I read as being in reference to fanfiction and not cosplay.  Thus, I’m going to address both subjects.

Before I even get started here, however, I want it to be understood that I do not believe that cosplayers or authors who choose to “genderbend” characters are transphobic.  Now that we’ve settled that, let’s define a few things:

  • Crossplay is dressing up as a character of a different sex than one’s own.  Crossplaying does not have an agenda and does not say anything beyond, “Neither the sex nor gender of the performer has bearing on whether or not they should wear the costume.”  It’s simply a character being performed.  It’s an accepted theatrical practice.  People have been crossplaying for centuries.  Granted, that tradition started because women weren’t allowed on stage, but that’s another essay in and of itself.
  • Genderbending is a nicer way of saying genderfucking and is based in gender performativity, which is essentially the idea of gender, itself, as a performance.  An individual who is genderbending, then, is one who is dressing in such a way as to fuck with society’s notion of what is inherently feminine and/or masculine.
  • Drag, while umbrellaed under the concept of gender performativity, skirts the line between crossplay and genderbending–a drag queen or king is playing a theatrical character whose sex differs from their own while still throwing a big ol’ “fuck you” to the concept of a gender binary by exaggerating features society defines as either “masculine” or “feminine”.  I do love it when a plan comes together.

So what’s the problem with what fandom calls “genderbent” cosplay or “genderbent” fiction?

The problem is that the terminology is abso-fucking-lutely incorrect.

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Costume Party

It’s New Year’s Eve and Tony is hosting a party for just the team. The catch is, it’s a costume party and you have to dress as a fellow team member. When you and Bucky take a risk with your costumes will it pay off or will it end in embarrassment?


Warnings: Swearing but mostly just fluff!

Word Count: 2006 now you see why it’s in two parts

Title: Costume Party Part 1

Note: Happy New Year everyone! Thank you so much for reading all my stuff. I’ve had this idea in my head for so long, I’m so glad I was able to write it. I’m supposed to be helping my family with dinner but I’ve hid and am writing this instead, oops

I’ll post part 2 tomorrow on New Years Day (in my time zone at least)

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Bucky took a deep breath and straightened his waistcoat for what seemed like the 100th time. It was New Year’s Eve and as usual Stark was throwing a party. This one was different though. It was a costume party just for the team and close friends. A party just for them to celebrate their friendship and overcoming the events of …….. and Siberia. To make it more interesting the dress up theme was the Avengers. The only rule was that you couldn’t go as yourself so here Bucky was, dressed as you.

You initially started working with the Avengers through SHIELD. Coulson had sent you along on a mission as a second sniper was needed. Long story short you saved a couple of lives, out sassed Sam and impressed everyone. That was two years ago and Bucky had been smitten with you ever since. Not that he’d told you. With all his time at HYDRA he’d been without emotion and so he found it hard to come to terms with how he felt let alone express them to you. It was Steve and Sam, his two closest friends, that had persuaded him to come as you and right now Bucky was regretting giving in to them.

It took a while for them to decide what Bucky should wear. Your stealth suit perhaps? Or your official ‘uniform’? In the end they decided on the gear you wear when you’re with SHIELD so that was what Bucky was wearing now. In homage to your mentor and father figure Coulson you wear suit pant with a fitted white shirt. Your shoes are black but specially made so that they make no sound. Strapped to your thighs are your two favourite knives and instead of a suit jacket you wore a black waistcoat instead. Despite his nerves Bucky had to admit he’d done well. Although he didn’t have your exact knives it was clear enough he was you. He hoped you’d like it.

Oh God Bucky thought what if she doesn’t?

What if she thinks I’m a creep

What if she goes as someone else and they go as her?

This was a terrible idea

I need to change

Oh Shit!

Bucky had started panicking just as Steve entered his room.

“Hey Buck, you ready?” he asked casually as he leant on the door frame.

Bucky turned to Steve a look of pure fear plastered on his face.

“Oh come on Buck, you can face down a sea of aggressors but not one girl?” Steve joked walking up to Bucky and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

“Shut up Punk.” Bucky mumbled his face bright red. Steve pulled Bucky towards the door whilst shaking his head.

“Wait!” Bucky called and pulled out of Steve’s grasp. Thinking he was trying to get out of the party Steve was quick to follow him. Bucky paused for a moment before tying his hair in a low pony tail, just as you always have it, and tucked a pen behind his ear. He turned back to Steve who merely raised an eyebrow at his friend. Bucky ducked his head and shrugged and both men made their way to the party in a comfortable silence.

You stood in your room in front of the mirror unsure if you had made the right decision. Unlike Bucky’s costume it was clear who you were. Everyone would figure it out you were him in seconds. It was far too late for you to go back now. But instead of feeling nervous you felt excited. You were excited to see how he would react when he saw you dressed as the winter soldier. You were excited to reveal your true feelings. It had take you a while to realise how you felt about Bucky but when you realised it you swore that you would be there for him, even if he didn’t want you there. You knew it was hard for him, it was hard for you all, but you hoped that you’d been able to help.

You put the finishing touches on your costume and looked in the full length mirror. You couldn’t help the excited smile that crept up on your face. You were ready and you couldn’t wait to see what everyone else looked like. With one final adjustment of your wig you headed out your door to meet with Nat and Wanda.

It didn’t take long to find the girls, they were both in Nat’s room getting ready. As you walked in they both squealed and wrapped you in a massive hug.

“Oh my god y/n, you look brilliant!” called Wanda as she pulled back from you hug and gave you a once over.

“I told you she would,” said Nat casually as she went back to fixing up her hair. Wanda just rolled her eyes and rushed off to put on her dress. Wanda was going a her brother, Pietro. She wore a light blue, silver and white dress and like you was wearing a wig. To finish it off she put on a pair of silver pumps and a blue lightning bolt shaped mask with white highlights. Naturally Pietro was going as his sister. Following the theme off partner costumes Clint and Nat were going as each other. Nat was wearing Clint’s purple suit and had his quiver and bow on her back. For the mask it was a simple black one with a purple outline. The two had literally swapped gear for the evening, they were taking the whole come as a team member really seriously.

“Wanda, help me out here,” called Nat. Nodding Wanda came over and did the purple eyeliner and lipstick for Nat.

“There” said Wanda her accent as thick as ever, “it’s your turn now y/n.”

You let out a sigh and sat down in the recently vacated chair. Instead of a mask you were wearing some serious eye makeup just like the winter soldier and a small red star just above your left eye. The star was your idea. Once that was all done the three of you made your way out off Nat’s room and down to the party.

In true Natasha Romanoff style you were late. Half an hour late. Nat was all about being fashionably late as it made a better impression and for once you agreed with her.

“Alright,” said Wanda as if she were going over a mission plan, “we’ll go in now and come down 5 minutes after we give you the signal that everyone’s in there.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at how serious the two of them were taking this. “Yes, I get it. I’m fine. Just go.” you said shooing the two of them to the door.

“We’re just trying to help y/n. You’ve had a crush on Barnes for a while now we’re just trying to give you the perfect opportunity.” Retorted Nat with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes at her and stuck out your tongue. “Thank you match-maker,” you mocked, “now shoo. Go have some fun.”

Both girls gave you one last hug before they headed out the door and down the stairs together. As you waited for them to give you the signal you watched the crowd through the one way glass. You were able to spot Steve and Bucky really quickly. You weren’t sure who Bucky was but you could tell that Steve had come as Tony. He was wearing a three piece formal suit and had even painted on a mustache and goatee. To top it off Steve was wearing an Iron Man gauntlet on his left hand. He looked good you had to admit. The same could not be said for Stark. Tony had gone as Steve, and by gone as Steve you meant was only wearing an American flag around his waist and was shouting words such as FREEDOM and CAPTAIN AMERICA at the top of his lungs. Subtle, you thought, but Steve didn’t seem to care he actually found it funny.

Sam and T’Challa had come as mock versions of each other. Sam was in an over exaggerated Cat onesie with claws and the Black Panther collar. His mask had cat ears on it and had the words Black Panther written on it. In return, T was wearing a bird costume fit with red wings and a tail. His mask had a beak and the words Falcon written on it. You laughed at how ridiculous they looked. Pietro and Wanda looked good as the genderbent versions of each other and you thought that they were the most likely to win the best dressed prize. Nat looked like Clint in her outfit, it wasn’t anything fancy, but Clint as Nat was hilarious. You figured he’d wear general tack gear with Nat’s belt but he was in her full skin suit. The black material clung to him and he’d lowered the zip at the front considerably. He had the widow’s bite, belt and zap sticks. You were impressed. He was also pulling over exaggerated feminine poses, sticking his ass out and asking does this make my but look big. You were impressed with the guys balls to wear that out fit and even more impressed with the fact that Nat has not yet killed him for it.

The rest of the costumes were pretty neat too. Thor and Vision had gone as each other due to both being able to lift Mjolnir. Nick and Maria had gone as eachother (Hill was rocking that eye patch and trench coat). You were confused at why there were two Captain America’s until you realised that the one in the vintage suit (shield and all) was actually Coulson. It took you far too long to realise that Fitzsimmons had come as each other (gosh you shipped them so hard.) You spotted Scott as Spidey and you were fairly sure if you looked hard enough you’d find Peter as Ant Man but your search was halted when you received the signal from Natasha.

You took a deep breath and with your heart racing stepped out into the room. To enter the party you had chosen the door at the top of the stairs so no one would miss you entering. The plan worked, the moment you stepped out most eyes were on you, trying to figure out who you were. You were extremely proud of your costume. Being a genderbent Winter Soldier you were wearing black knee high boots and your usual form fitting combat pants. You had two guns strapped to your thighs along with a single stiletto knife. When you reached the middle of the stairs you removed the leather jacket you were wearing to reveal your top. You were wearing a very tight, very good looking leather jacket. Straps reached across the front of the jacket to mimic the soldier’s jacket and the right sleeve reached all the way down to your wrist. You were wearing finger-less gloves on both hands but what you were most proud of was your left arm.

One month ago, when Tony had announced he was planning to do this party, you went straight to him with a request for a metal arm. Tony being Tony pulled through and a few weeks later presented you with an arm identical to Bucky’s. Like a sleeve, the arm was very similar to Tony’s armour just a lot thinner. It had shifting plates just like Bucky’s and allowed you full mobility. A red star was painted on the shoulder and Tony also boasted that it was bullet proof because hey, why not. The arm fitted with the costume perfectly. You were wearing a brown shoulder length wig over your normal y/h/c hair. You weren’t used to the length but it just made the outfit.

By the time you made it to the bottom of the stairs the room was silent. All eyes were on you in your Winter Soldier costume. You just couldn’t wait to see Bucky.

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Still you (samXreader)

words: 1036
warnings: fem!sam (partly), fluff
request: “ fluffy one shot where sam gets turned into a girl for a few days or whatever so he has to borrow readers clothes and is kinda shy about being affectionate towards his gf (reader) but she doesn’t care and still gives sam kisses hugs, and cuddles and it’s all cute and sam is all omg ‘she doesn’t care’ and its too awww” anon

Your name: submit What is this?


summary: sam gets turned into a girl by a witch and you try to make him feel comfortable. He’s beyond embarrassed so you try to comfort him by showing him you don’t care and you still love him either way.

“Um Dean,” a voice shouted from the other room.

Dean and you were currently finishing off a witch. You pulled the trigger and the witch slumped to the floor. A deep breath escaped you as you tried to place the voice you had heard call out for Dean.

“Sam?” You ask worriedly, looking around for the younger Winchester, your boyfriend.

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anonymous asked:

A genderbent!Laito and an innocent, naive 1st year girl where the 1st year confesses (she doesn't expect Laito to be so pervy) to Laito in an empty classroom, afterwards pervy stuff ensues (✯◡✯) (but the 1st year doesn't mind). God this is a mess I'm so sorry!

マリ: YA GIRL MARIDIARABA AT YOUR DISPOSAL FOR NSFW YURI GENDERBENT!LAITO SHENANIGANS, AS PROMISED. I had a lot of fun writing something different for once. Give it up for some girl on girl action, y’all. I kept Laito’s name exactly the same even though she’s a girl in this context because I wanted to avoid stuff sounding weird.


Ever since the semester had begun, you’d been looking up to one of the girls from the third year. Whether you were a boy, girl, first year, second year, third year – it didn’t matter – everyone was interested in her, a straight-A student, representative of the student council, and the overall lovable high school sweetheart with shoulder length light brown hair. Even the teachers were keen on her, and praised her for being such a good example for her fellow students to follow, and she’d flash an innocent, modest smile at the rest of the class every time this happened. Sakamaki Laito was, true to her name, always the ray of sunshine among the hundreds of other, contrastingly dull students.


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Request Granted (Peter Parker x Reader)

Peter Parker, #2: “You’re so emo” & #11: reading fan fictions

Summary: When Peter tags along with the reader to Jeni’s house, he didn’t expect what he got into.
Warning: Spidey being adorable, fluffy fluffy marshmallowy goodness and I suggest you read my first Peter Parker story A Friend For Peter at The Party

A/N: Yeah, I promised myself I would do every request, even if it was anonymous. 
Words: 904

Originally posted by teamunderoos

Originally posted by justakissandgoodbye

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Saw a bunch of people do this so I gave it a try… please enjoy…

“Magnus. What are you-” Alec was cut off by a bang going off, as he was thrown backwards.
Alec was just curious about what his boyfriend was mixing together, and why he was so concentrated with it. Magnus was barely talking to him and Alec was annoyed with it, he wanted all of his boyfriends attention. So Alec was going to try and see what he was at and possible help if possible. But he did not expect this.
“Alexander!” Magnus exclaimed jumping out of his chair and running over to where his boyfriend was laying on the ground in a scared daze. Alec didn’t notice as his boyfriend started trying to get his attention. He was too busy watching in the mirror across from him as his hair got longer, his face skinner and more feminine. He could feel his bones move, changing shape, and his hips get wider. His muscle built changed and he felt something come out of his pectorals.
Alec was now a girl.
“M-M-Magnus.” He stuttered out in a high voice. “What-t just happ-P-ened?”
“I’ve turned you into a girl.” Magnus said in a whispered tone as he stared at his boyfriend- who was now actually his girlfriend.
“Can you turn me back?” Alec gulped scared for the answer. Magnus looked nervous.
“Give me five minutes. Don’t freak out, stay calm, I’m going to check my books and see.” Magnus reassured as Alec started heavy breathing. He leaned over and pecked Alec on the cheek. “Stay calm. I love you. Stay calm. I’m going to be right back.” Magnus got up and ran over to his stacks of spell books out on the desk. He vigorously started flicking through them as Alec sat on the floor looking like he was going to cry.
How could Alec be a girl? It wasn’t permanent? It couldn’t be. He knew there had to be a way to fix it but he was scared. He wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear from the situations around him. How could he be a girl?
Alec slowly got to his feet. His shoes were too big and he had to hold up his pants to keep them from falling right off him. His sweater was falling down to his knees now, and his hair was a long black tangling mess that fell down to his butt. He undid his belt for a moment, only to put it tighter and clasp it back together to hold up his way to big pants.
     “Magnus, am I going to be a girl forever?” Alec asked just as Magnus stopped on a page and said, “I found it.”
    Alec walked over instantly, where his now even taller boyfriend out his arm around him and kissed his temple. “It’s temporary. It will be on for an hour or so then you’ll be fine.”
      “Thank god.” Alec mumbled, still not used to his now high voice. “It’s better then forever.”
       “It is.” Magnus agreed. He looked down at his boyfriends body and instantly said, “I’m calling Isabelle.”
        “Why?!” Alec exclaimed. “She can’t know! I’m going to tell them I’m sick until I’m good!”
          “No you aren’t. It’s either that or I’m calling Jace. Your choice.” Magnus told him as he hauled out his phone and started to call Isabelle. Alec turned, anger bubbling inside of him. He left Magnus’ study and went to the living room where he went to the closet, grabbed his bow and quiver full of arrows. He sat down on the couch messing with his bow. He brought it up to check the sight, but the bow was too big for his now small body and hands causing himself to dry shoot it. The string his his arm and he let out a string of curse words.
    “How unlady like of you. Isabelle’s coming.” Magnus said as he walked out to sit beside Alec who snorted at his comment.
      “At least you like girls.” Alec muttered trying to thing of the bright side of things.
    Magnus moved the bow and quiver out of Alec’s now tiny hands and placed it on the floor. “That’s true. It’d be worst if I was fully gay.”
      “But you’re bisexual.” Alec said as Magnus wrapped his large arms around his fragile female body.
        “Freewheeling.” Magnus reminded with a small laugh as he dragged his tiny female looking Alec down on his chest.
         “My stomach hurts.” Alec muttered as he curled in a ball.
          “I would die laughing if you got your period.” Magnus regretted his choice of words. Just because Alec now looked small he still had the same muscle. Being smacked in the arm by him still hurt.
“I would die.” Alec said. “No joke, I would. But before I did I would kill you.” He pointed his small finger on Magnus’ forehead and pushed on his head.
“I know you would. We’ve dated for a while, Alexander- or should I say Alexandria.” Magnus joked as then got hit again by Alec.
“I hate you.” Alec mumbled too him, as the pain in his stomach got way worst. He felt like using a iratze it was that bad. What was this? Some side affect of the transition? Alec didn’t know what it was but he just wanted it to stop. He curled up into a ball onto Magnus’ chest.
“I think you’re on your period.” Magnus laughed rubbing Alec’s back. “Don’t worry Izzy will be here soon. Then two of us will be able to laugh at you.” Alec just rolled his now feminine eyes under his long dark eyelashes. Alec dug through his pocket to grab his phone. He went into his camera to use as a mirror. He looked at himself.
He looked a lot like Izzy. Long black hair, but his was knotted. Long eyelashes hid his eyes that were blue; unlike Isabelle’s black ones. He still had a sharp jawline but his face had changed shape.
“Are you taking a selfie?” Isabelle said as she came in. Alec locked his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket.
“No.” He mumbled.
“Hello, Isabelle.” Magnus smiled over at her as he sat up, making Alec sit up too- which he wasn’t too happy about because his lower back hurt too.
“Let me see her.” Isabelle exclaimed excitedly as she ran over to stand in front of Alec. “You’re so pretty.” She said looking up and down at her. “Time to deal with this though.” She motioned to Alec’s hair. “And get you into some better clothes. I brought some by the way.” She motioned to a bag she had threw down by the door.
“Awesome. Bring the stuff up to our room while I drag Alec up there.” Magnus said. “Apparently his back and lower stomach hurts badly.”
“He has cramps!” Isabelle said excitedly. “Now you know how it feels.” She said even more excitedly before grabbing her bag and running towards Magnus and Alec’s room.
“I’m not excited for this.” Alec muttered as he got out of Magnus’s lap. He stood up slowly then walked into the room with Magnus following him.
“Why not it will be fun!” Magnus exclaimed, putting his arm around Alec and kissing his cheek. He did it over and over trying to amuse Alec somehow, but he kept frowning.
“Okay, first of all I’m dealing with that mess you call hair.” Isabelle told him as soon as he walked in. “It’s so tangly it’s not fit.” She walked over and made Alec plop down into the chair.
       “Why- OUCH!” Alec screamed as Isabelle started plucking at his long hair with a brush.
        “You’re fault.” She muttered as she kept picking at it. “You let it get this messy.” She kept hauling and plucking to get through the tangled mess.
          “Hey, I only just turned into a girl.” Alec muttered. “And it’s not my fault, Magnus was the one who turned me.”
         “Actually you turned yourself by walking in when I told you not too!” Magnus shot back at him. “You should have listened to me, then we all wouldn’t have had to here you start complaining.”
           “Whatever.” Alec rolled his eyes.
           “Stop fighting.” Isabelle butter in. “I’m half way done your hair Alec.” She added at the end.
            “Good. It hurts.” Alec muttered. “Not as bad as my stomach though.”
             “Okay, after I’m done your hair, I’m checking to see if your on your period.” Izzy said after Alec started complaining again.
             “Please can I not.”
             “You have no control over it.” Isabelle said as she did the last few strokes through my hair. “I wish you could.”
            “How could you fight if you feel somewhat like this?!”
             “Easily.” She smirked before helping Alec up. “Now if you are, call out and I’ll come help.”
             “I’m not five.” Alec muttered as he trudged off to the bathroom.  Magnus walked in and laid on the bed. He put his head in his arms and closed his eyes as the bathroom for shut.
        “5, 4, 3, 2, 1-” Magnus whispered smirking. His last number he ra cut off by a glass breaking scream and Izzy went running. “There it is.” Magnus knee earlier when Alec was complaining that he was on his period. It was obvious. Magnus had been around girls and women for many years. He learned a special touch for telling if they were and Alec definitely was.
He laid on the bed for five minutes until Alec came back out with Isabelle. His boyfriend was also changed into a pair of black skinny jeans and a blue tank top.
    “I’m going to kill you!” Alec screamed running over and pouncing onto Magnus. As he did his now small knee drove directly into Magnus’ crotch causing Magnus to shrimp together in pain.
         “It’s not my fault.” He muttered quietly in his shrimp.
         “You were the one who magically turned me into a girl and put me on my period!”
         “You walked in when I told you not too.” Magnus told the furious Alec.
          “GUYS!” Isabelle screamed. “It’s nobody’s fault. Now come on, let’s go do something. Alec probably needs to cuddle or Magnus nows your perfect chance to do his makeup.”
         “True.” Magnus said eyeing at his boyfriends face. Alec scrunched it up and shook his head. “Makeup it is. Then we can cuddle.”
            “I’ll leave then.” She said picking up her bag. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Jace.” She added before running out. While she ran out screaming period tips.
             “It must suck for your Tessa friend.” Alec muttered as Magnus unshrimped.
               “Why?” Magnus shrugged. “She’s got her Jem back, she was married to Will long ago. She happy. Besides the fact that she barely knows her great great great great grandchild. Or something like that.” Magnus said. “Oh and her first husbands dead.”
       “That too.” Alec nodded. “But the poor woman is going to be on her period forever. Do you know how bad that is? I feel like death.”
          “Poor baby.” Magnus said leaning up to kiss Alec’s lips softly. He just grunted and rolled off of Magnus.
           “You doing my makeup or what?” Alec sat up slowly. At the words Magnus shot up and ran out of the room.
“I’m ready!” Magnus sang out .3 seconds later, running back in with his arms loaded with makeup. Alec regretted his decision at that moment. Magnus sat on the floor and put all the products out in front of him. “Come here!”
Alec sighed but got down in the floor in front of Magnus. “Not the right position.” Magnus said as he snapped his fingers and Alec was magically sat on a chair.
“It’s a good thing I love you.” Alec told Magnus as his face started getting attacked by brushes. He didn’t know what was going on, besides the fact he kept getting told things like; ‘look this way’ 'Close your eyes’ 'open your eyes’ 'close your mouth’ 'turn your head this way’ 'open your mouth’ 'stop doing that face’ 'Alexander I said stop’
“I’m done.” Magnus smiled as he grabbed his phone and took a picture of his boyfriend.
“HEY!” Alec exclaimed trying to grab Magnus’ phone.
“I’m only sending it to Izzy.” Magnus defended himself before turning Alec around to look in the mirror at his dolled up full of makeup face. He had bright red lips and black dusty stuff on his eyes. He was wearing the weird liquid stuff Magnus put around his eyes. His skin was perfect and his cheek bones looked even higher.
“I look-” Alec was cut off by Blue fire spitting around him and a stronger smell of burnt sugar came into the room. The fire flickered around then disappeared like it was never there. Alec looked in the mirror to see he was back into his own body- wearing Isabelle’s clothes and had a face full of Makeup. Magnus snapped another photo as Alec stood up.
“Before you yell at me.” Magnus said. He walked over and planted his lips onto Alec’s “I love you.” Then he turned and ran with Alec running after him.

prompt by the super cool the-impalas-boys: fem!destiel highschool AU, nerd!cas and outcast!dean (preferably Cas’s family telling her to stay away from those wretched Winchesters, but she can’t help but be really interested in the leather-wearing girl)

read it here on AO3 (recommended if you’re on mobile)

Cas wandered down the hallway, reading her book. She had a leisurely five minutes before her next class started, and she wanted to spend them cooling off, retreating into the comfortable world of literature. In her earlier History class, she’d been asked to do a presentation unexpectedly; she’d managed, but her voice had been shaking and her fingers had trembled and she’d stammered and stuttered like a second-rate student who hadn’t done her homework – and Cas was anything but that.

She tried to unstick her mind from the whole cringe-worthy episode, but it clung to her mind like glue, gloopy strands looping around every word she read. It was impossible to concentrate. She sighed, and tucked her book into her bag.

As she passed the rows of lockers, she noticed a familiar figure leaning up against the wall. Deanna Winchester was silently gathering up her stuff, throwing books and notepaper carelessly into her bag. Cas pressed her lips together. Deanna had been in the History class; she’d been in the corner, of course, like usual, with her customary expression of faintly-arrogant disinterest firmly in place. It had been better than Ruby’s laughing, or Anna’s snide comments, but not by much.

Deanna glanced up as Cas passed, looking angry and vaguely confrontational. Cas knew to expect the look: it was part of the persona that Deanna had built up for herself over the past few months since she’d joined the school. Cas had heard all kinds of crazy rumours about the new girl, including that she’d been expelled from seven other schools for violence and possession of illegal substances, that she’d hit on the head of the cheerleading squad, and that she had a tattoo on her chest.

Not a family we want to get involved with,” Cas’ mother Naomi had stated firmly, after hearing all about it from Anna’s mother, who in turn had got the gossip from Ruby’s mother.

Cas knew that her mother was right. Deanna was so obviously trouble, from her ripped-up jeans, battered old boots and cropped brown hair to her intimidating silences, smirking confidence and bad attitude.

And yet when Deanna looked at her, Cas didn’t glance away immediately like everyone else did, like she should. Instead, she stared right back. There was something more to Deanna, Cas knew. More than the rest of the school were giving her credit for, some hidden quality that Cas glimpsed every time she met the other girl’s eyes.

“See something you like?” Deanna snapped, as Cas passed.

“I don’t know, yet,” Cas replied, and went on her way. She’d probably never get the chance to know Deanna properly. The girl clearly didn’t want to be befriended, and Cas knew that she didn’t have the confidence to press her company where it wasn’t wanted. It hardly mattered; senior year was coming to an end. Soon, they’d both go to college, and never see each other again.

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