this woman is made of awesome

anonymous asked:

Mkay, prooobably overreacting because I'm a gay guy. But. You clean your nose to get your nose pierced. You cleaned your mouth when you wanted a tongue piercing. Awesome. Great. Thank you. But why the FUCK wouldn't you wash your crotch if you want a damn hood piercing, woman?! Especially after I told you to do so when you made an appointment with me?! Logic? Common sense? 😷

I don’t know whether to cringe at the idea of having your bits impaled on purpose or gag about the filth. Whatever you’re getting paid it isn’t enough. -Abby

Get Into My Car

Title: Get Into My Car

Summary:  Dean and the reader are enjoying a night out, until someone ruins the evening

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Reader

Word Count: 1889

Warnings:  Body shaming, derogatory terms directed toward a plus-sized reader, drinking, explicit language, explicit sexual content, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, smut, nsfw

Author’s Notes:  Written for two challenges: @winchester-writes Drinking Writing Challenge. My drink was Glenfiddich Scotch and my prompt was “What is everyone staring at?!” and @butiaintgonnaloveem Baby’s Big 50 Writing Challenge. My song was Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Car by Billy Ocean. Thank you to @feelmyroarrrr for the amazing idea. This wouldn’t have been possible without my bestie, @mamapeterson and her support, encouragement and words. Love you, T.

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Why Xena is an amazing superhero:  She dignifies what patriarchy belittles

People have pointed out before that Xena does not shame other women or shame men for being feminine.  Zero percent fem-shaming.  She values feminine characters and traits instead and actually learns from them.  

There’s more…

You know how much slut-shaming Xena did?  None.  Not even her past and highly evil self got shamed for having sex. 

You know how many emo feelings Xena had despite her capacity for extremely instrumental, strategic military action?  All of them.  All of the feelings.  

You know how much having a woman as a life partner damaged Xena’s self-identity?  None.  It actually just made it more awesome.

You know how many seconds it took Xena to deal with her cisgender privilege and act in pragmatic solidarity with a trans woman?  Less than ten seconds.  

Xena had more respect for her horse than most action heroes have for their own lives.  

She offered more and more dignity to herself and other people throughout the show.  It was part of her character’s development, part of her heroism. 

And that is another way of articulating why Xena is so awesome. 

Imagine being one of Negan's wives and Carl having a crush on you, only for your husband to start teasing him about it a little too much

(I turned this from a Daryl to a Negan ome shot as it has been a while since i’ve wrote one for him :3 Especially some fluff! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gifs not mine/found them on google/credits to the original owners.)


Since you had been so good with your begging and pleas, Negan had decided to take you along to his recent visit to Alexandria.

He called it a date between you and him and it made you laugh to hear him say that, without denying him, you also love the idea of being the only wife for one day.

It had been quite some time since Negan had made a deal with the community there and from what you’ve heard about the place you couldn’t help but want to visit to see it with your very own eyes.

The drive was long enough but you had quite some time to fool around and enjoy the company of Negan.

Upon arrival at the gate, you weren’t disappointed. The walls were high and everything seemed so secure with not even one walker in sight that you just had to make a comment about how drab the Sanctuary looked in comparison.

“Wow…This makes our home look like way crappier than it already does!”

Your husband laughed and shook his head at your comment. Leaning closer, he whispered in your ear, “Really? Better than our sweet home? Do you need me to show you every corner of our place…with my dick inside you…to be reminded of how great it is all again…”

You held in your laughter at his joke and pushed him away from you, asking him to stop as he kept trying to get closer and closer.

He was always like that with you, making crude jokes while you were being innocent for a moment. You like that about him actually and for once it made you forget about what the world had become.

~~~~~

Although, he was this cheerful and in a mood, it came to a stop when the cars themselves stopped. After he stepped out, being a gentleman to you he hand led his hand to help you out of the car.

The gate opened to reveal the people there and with no hesitation you smiled softly as you would usually.

You greeted them and from their expressions, you could tell they hadn’t expected someone like you to be around all of these Saviors.

It felt a little awkward as they got quiet from your bright way of greeting them but nonetheless they acknowledge you, despite it mostly being from the way Negan had glared at them.

You took in the view and your amazement couldn’t be stopped. The houses and the people, truly reminded you of your neighborhood.

Without even asking, you kissed Negan’s cheek and walked passed him, having decided to take a tour on your own, while he and the others went on about their business.

~~~~

Luckily for you, it was a warm sunny day, making it easy to just wander around. It had been quiet some time since you had seen any other people than the faces you knew, you couldn’t help but smile at each of them.

Suddenly, you took notice of a young boy walking around while pushing a stroller. You knew for a fact, that there must’ve been a baby inside and quickly you made your way towards him.

You just love kids so much, you had to hold the baby, especially since it’s been ages since you’ve seen one.

As you got closer to the boy, you carefully greeted him and smiled.

“Hi…It’s a nice day to take a stroll…”

As Carl heard you, he stopped himself. He looked at you from head to toe and could tell you were probably several years older than him yet nonetheless, you were quite pretty to him.

Not to mention how nicely you were dressed, it made him blush at the thought of how pretty you were, not even for a moment that he thought you were among the Saviors.

He stuttered and looked away, realizing his actions and simply answered, “I-It is!”

You chuckled and approached him, trying to catch a glimpse of inside the stroller. He noticed you and as you looked back up at him, you shrugged and tucked your hair behind your ear.

You saw the child and instantly couldn’t help but let out how cute she was.

“Aw…Is this your little sister?”

He nodded and opened the visor to reveal the cute little blonde girl. He told you her name and signaled you that you could stroke her hair.

“Yeah, she is…Her name’s Judith…”

“Judith…That’s a pretty name…Do you mind if I hold her?”

It unnerved him to hear you and made him realize he had no idea of where you came from. He seemed in deep thought and ended up staring at you even more to check if you had any weapon on you.

He figured things out and nodded at you. “No not at all…Go ahead…”, he said as he stood by and took her out for you.

Your smile grew to see her and even more as you held her in your arms.

“Wow…Such a pretty little girl, you are…Yes you are…look at your small little hands…so cute…”

Compliments from you, kept pouring in as you held the little girl. She was undeniably adorable and from the way she acted with you, she clearly enjoyed you.

She cupped your face and laughed as you playfully shook your head and kept her entertained for quite some time, even earning you a little peck from her.

It surprised Carl to see his little sister get so comfortable with a stranger but still made him smile to look at you both.

“I think she really likes you…”

You turned your attention back to him and nodded along, joking around with him.

“I think so too…She really has good taste in people!”

As he laughed, you then ended up staying by and playing with her for a long while, making Carl grow to trust you.

You both spoke to each other as well and had seem to hit it off well. He thought it was easy to speak to you and couldn’t help but laugh and smile from your genuine humor.

He just felt so comfortable, he had forgotten about his worries for a moment and you had both ended sitting by the porch of his house.

He even noticed how prettier you were and couldn’t stop himself from staring at your features. He blushed every time you would look back at him and even worst when you had praised him for being so brave.

~~~~

As the time passed, you had notice everyone starting to walk away and decided to get up. You handed him his little sister back and smiling at him, you said, “Well…I guess I have to get back now…My people are about to leave…”

It caught him off guard, you were apart of the Saviors, he couldn’t believe it.

“Y-you’re with them?”

You nodded and ruffled his hair to try and cheer him up from his obvious worried and concern look.

“Don’t worry…Not all of them are bad…”

He liked the way you had touched him and you noticed how hard he blushed from it. It made you smile again and wanting him to trust you, you pecked him quickly on the cheek.

“See you next time, Carl…”

As you said that and were about to walk away, suddenly a familiar voice roared.

“Woah! Holy shit! Carl! Are you trying to steal MY woman!”

It was Negan and he was making his way towards you both rather quickly. He stared at the boy wide eyed and with a rather funny expression, not understanding the situation.

Hearing him, you turned back to look at him and just shook your head, knowing that he was probably going to make some bad jokes about it.

In all honesty, it shocked Carl even more to know that you were with Negan and couldn’t hide his disappointment from him.

“S-She’s with you?”

Negan smirked and approached closer to you, grabbing your waist tightly to him. You stared at him and he stared back at you. He was smirking, oddly it seemed more than genuine and you couldn’t tell if it was because he was having fun or was it because he was admitting to you being his, either way it made your heart skip a beat to see him like that.

“Hell freaking yeah! She’s mine! What did you think?!”

Carl was oddly getting pissed and just didn’t want it to be true that you belong to Negan, especially as he knew you weren’t the only wife he had.

He felt somewhat bad and feeling confident about himself, he got up and faced your man.

“I just didn’t think someone like her would willingly want to be with a psycho like you!”

He nearly spat at Negan and his comment definitely made him laugh. You laughed as well and shook your head.

“Goddamn! Right on! Now that is the badassness I wanted! Wanna fight me for her?”

You rolled your eyes at his comment and grabbed his arm to pull him away.

“Come on Negan…Stop messing around with him…I’m so sorry Carl…”

He didn’t budged and stared at the boy for a long while with his big grin, wide eyed and realized something. He kept blushing and staring at you, making him understand that he certainly grew to have a crush on you.

However, he had also witness you pecking on his cheek and knew that also had to be another reason behind his redness.

Instead of leaving him alone, he leaned backwards and made another comment to see his reaction.

“Are you still blushing? Oh come on! You’re supposed to be a badass…Not a blushing boy… Don’t tell me it was that kiss…Come on when a hot woman, like Y/N, kisses you, you don’t lose your balls like that! If you’re going to steal my woman might as well be worthy of it, kid!”

He kept egging him on and you just felt bad for him and even more when your husband mentioned the young boy’s missing eye.

“Tell me…Did you show her…Your awesome missing eye…You know…The socket…the dried up blood…”

You could see that from his words, Carl suddenly was shying away from him. His head dropped down and himself trying to cover his bandage with his hair as Negan kept getting closer.

“Don’t be like that! Show her your eye! You like her don’t you! If you do then show her what you are and who you really are! A psychopathic future serial killer with a disgusting eye…That’s who you are…”

His nose was now crinkling and you knew he was more than on the verge of tears, and that you couldn’t handle it, the idea of child crying was a little too much for you.

You pulled Negan back and went closer to Carl. Turning towards your old man, you crossed your arms and sternly told him, “Alright, enough Negan…You’re making him cry…It’s not funny anymore…”

~~~~

As Carl heard you, he figured you would side with him even more if he gave you a real show and just decided to go with it. He teared up even more and as you heard him, you turned to look at him to wrap your arm around his shoulder.

You pulled him closer and with your other hand you wiped his tears away. It made Negan instantly jealous and suddenly he stood up straight, trying to ask you to come back to him.

“It’s okay Carl…Don’t listen to him…He’s always like that…”

He nodded and you felt his breathing being ragged. It tore you up even more and stroking his hair, you looked him in the eye and said, “You don’t need to worry so much about your eye…You’re a charming young man…That’s just a little scar, don’t let it be your weakness and bring you down…Especially not from a big man child like Negan!”

You shot your gaze back at him and he looked shocked. It made you smirk to see him that way and as you looked back at Carl, you noticed him nodding and wiping his tears away.

“Thank you, Y/N…”, he mumbled under his breath. It made you feel oddly warm to cheer him up that way and you couldn’t resist to peck him on the cheek again and pull him into a hug as you said your goodbyes. His sister cheered him up as well with her own hug and you all stayed in a little embrace for a moment, making your husband more than jealous of the situation.

“Don’t mention it…See you next time…Okay…”, you said as you stroked his hair back and cupped his cheek for a moment.

You then looked back at Negan and crossing your arms, said, “And you mister! No more teasing him like that…he’s not yours to torment!”

He couldn’t find anything to say and as you approached him he opened his mouth, only for you to push him away and walk pass him.

You were being playful with him and laughed as he called your name from behind. He turned back to look at Carl and noticed him smiling.

~~~~

He had thought of apologizing for it but seeing him like that, dumbfounded him and pointing towards him, he said,“Wh-Why the hell are you smiling? Y-you were a mess earlier…”

Carl shrugged and feeling bold told him, “I was…But you know…I can pretend…and I got Y/N to cheer me up…She kissed my cheek twice…She hugged me…and most importantly she picked me over you…”

And with that, he turned back to walk in his house, leaving Negan shocked behind.

It made him stutter out, “Y-you! You tricked her! Unfair! Hey come back out!”

In a slight panic, he ran back towards you and started acting like a pouty and grumpy kid.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! Wait for me!”

~~~~

He was quite fast and surprised you as he stood near you. Walking with you towards the cars, he held your arm and reported to you what had happened.

“Carl lied to you! He was faking it! The tears and everything else!”

You rolled your eyes at him and shook your head to hear him. You just had a feeling Negan was being petty and acting like that just to get your attention.

“Yeah right…Your words and attitude really didn’t get under a young boy’s skin…Jeez Negan…Like i’d ever believe that…”

“B-but- He admitted it!”

“No buts mister…I’ve seen you make grown men and women cry like that from your unnecessary comments…so a young teenager is no exception…”

He frowned even more and looked away from you, he just couldn’t believe you weren’t siding with him.

You laughed to check on him and decided to cheer him back up as you got nearer to the cars.

“Are you seriously jealous of a teenager, Negan?”

He looked back at you and seemed to hesitate between yes and no. You sighed and cupped his face and told him, “Well you shouldn’t…I love you…Not anyone else…”

At those words, his smile came back and he chuckled. Shrugging out of excitement, he held your hands in his and asked you, “Really?”

“Yes, really…Now stop acting like a baby…and get over it…”

He bit his lip and ended up nodding in agreement until you added more.

“Also…No more teasing him like that…I know you were trying to be playful…But that’s not the way to get to know a kid at first…Maybe when you get closer, you can start teasing and roasting him like that…”

He looked up and down and took a deep breath before looking back into your eyes. He reluctantly nodded and ended up agreeing.

“Fine…i’ll try…I won’t hurt his little feelings…”

“That’s good to hear…”

You nodded along and pecked him on the lips to hear his answer. You stared at each other with a smile and about to laugh, only for him to add a little something.

“Yeah…but that doesn’t mean I won’t keep my eyes off of him from now on whenever you’re around…”

As you opened the door to get in the car, you stood still for a moment and tilted your head to the side as you asked him to explain.

“What do you mean by that?”

He seemed taken aback and ended staying by the open car door just as you before answering you in his loud voice.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t notice?! Y/N it’s been the subject matter since the freaking beginning! He clearly has some weird fucking crush on you! Did you see the way he looked at you?!”

You laughed at his meaning and knew it was the perfect moment to tease him about it.

“Negan, language! And…Of course I noticed! It’s me we were talking about…Of course that was bound to happen…I just have that magic on every guy!”

You wiggled your eyebrows at him and smirk mischievously, leaving him hanging as you stepped in the car.

He followed you and was trying to convince you of never coming back to make sure Carl wasn’t going to have his hopes up, only for you to laugh and be adamant about coming back and keeping the promise you made to the young man, making him get frustrated again.

Heat of the Moment

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Preview: Jensen’s girlfriend has broken up with him. Jared feels his buddy needs rebound sex, so Jared brings Y/N (Jared’s little sister) and Jensen to the bar. But how will Jared feel about Jensen’s choice of woman?

A/N: I blame @ellen-reincarnated1967 for this one (cause it is easier than to blame my overactive imagination. It was supposed to be a one shot that I quickly turned into a two parter and now thanks to something @arryn-nyxx said it will be a three parter!

Which also means I started a taglist for this one. You can add yourself here (if you are not on my Jensen x Reader taglist already): 

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jegQM-W8aYjJ7uKZVJsTd1lnTRSgM4q-x3zTL0ZsIWQ/edit?usp=sharing 

Cover made by the awesomely talented @arryn-nyxx


Part 1: Rebound

Part 2: Awakening 

Part 3: Light of Day (Coming Soon)

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“In my mind, I see a line. And over that line, I see green fields, and lovely flowers, and beautiful white women with their arms stretched out to me over that line, but I can’t seem to get there no how. I can’t seem to get over that line.’ That was Harriet Tubman in the 1800s. And let me tell you something. The only thing that separates women of color from anyone else is opportunity. You cannot win an Emmy for roles that are simply not there. So here’s to all the writers, the awesome people… People who have redefined what it means to be beautiful, to be sexy, to be a leading woman. To be black.

Viola Davis’ acceptance speech for Best Lead Actress in a Drama Series at the 67th Emmy Award Show

Groove You Good (Derek/Stiles)

nightjade14 said: Sterek. Forever and always! For the teeny fic challenge. What a fun idea! Good luck with the tests!!! :) ~ Shae &  sterekseason said:Sterek for the tiny fic meme

Teeny fic #9.

If the spirit moves you
Let me groove you good
Let your love come down
Oh, get it on, come on baby

Let’s Get it On by Marvin Gaye

Groove You Good. Derek/Stiles. Teen. Also on AO3.

Derek gets home after a long week to find Stiles preparing a seduction

It’s been a really long week, and it’s only Wednesday. Finals means extra tutorial sessions, and a stack of essays to grade for one class, and a stack of short answer exams to grade for two others. Fortunately, two intro classes work best with scantrons, so those are already graded and filed. Regardless, Derek’s left hand is already cramped from all of the writing he’s had to do, and he’s just grateful he’s ambidextrous so he can start using the right hand to grade the exams.

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Y’know, I was watching Daisy be a badass (again) the other night and especially seeing all these parallels to S1 I just wanna highlight how lucky we are. Like.

Chloe talks about how she used to get told she wasn’t white enough for the lead, wasn’t Asian enough for the best friend. “Skye” wasn’t originally written as Chinese, or as anything but default (which usually means white lbr). But rather than hire any of the probably quite capable others, they picked her.

And not only did they pick her, but they actually wrote China into her backstory and made her the goddamn lead.

And now she’s leading, she’s the key of the team and of the show, she’s the first woman with superpowers on our TVs at least in recent years and she’s a bamf woman of colour canonically recognised as a woman of colour as well as a representative of a marginalised people and ALL of this happened because Chloe is awesome, and because Marvel decided to give her that chance.

Every time I see her face I’m so so grateful I get to watch her shine.

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Damien & Mark's ROAD TRIP BANGERS
This is not canon. This is purely for crack-y fun.

(Crack mixes are going on this blog where they belong)

Okay, so an asker over on @thebrightsessions​ official tumblr knows that I will make basically any mix if prompted, so I made a Damien-and-Mark-Bro-Out-On-A-Road-Trip Mix. I have no so many regrets.

Track listing, with commentary by yours truly: 

  1. You Give Love a Bad Name - Bon Jovi (the natural choice to start out any respectable road trip mix)
  2. Tom Sawyer - Rush
  3. Back to Black - ACDC (obviously)
  4. Island - The Starting Line (pop punk is the next step after 80s classics IMO) 
  5. The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls (do you guys remember this band??? whatever happened to them? this album is great) 
  6. Waking Up in Vegas - Katy Perry
  7. Run Away With Me - Carly Rae Jepsen (okay, someone on tumblr posted about how Damien would love Emotion and I can’t find the post anywhere but it has been HAUNTING ME because Emotion is absolutely an album that Damien would secretly love and I can’t believe I was called out like that. Also, Emotion is the best pop album in years, maybe ever.) 
  8. Shut Up and Let Me Go - The Ting Tings (the ultimate dancing while driving song) 
  9. Never Forget You - Noisettes
  10. Man! I Feel Like A Woman - Shania Twain (this is canon, don’t @ me) 
  11. Ready to Run - The Dixie Chicks (duh!) 
  12. Ride - Far Places (this whole playlist is a mix of silly things and great songs but they are all from actual road trip mixes I’ve made. This one is the newest addition - it is by Evan Cunningham’s band Far Places. Evan composes all the music for @thebrightsessions and is really awesome and you guys should buy his music)

Honorable mention: “Hold On” by Wilson Philips, which is the only song you ever need on the road but is too near and dear to my heart to put on this ridiculous thing. 

(I’m so sorry) 

Happy Hiatus! 

  • Ruby: Oh my God! BLAKE THIS IS AMAZING!
  • Weiss: I have to agree. This is incredible.
  • Blake1: Thank you Ruby.
  • Blake2: And thank you Weiss.
  • Weiss: I have to ask. How did you manage to make your clones be able to talk?
  • Ruby: Yeah. I mean even Sun can only make his clones move around.
  • Blake3: Well, With Sun's help with my trained.
  • Blake4: I Learned that while I can control the clones movements, they don't have wills.
  • Blake5: However, From what Kai told me If I put a bit more aura into my clones so they can last and get let go of control.
  • Blake6: I am actually able to give them a bit of free will.
  • Blake7: Granted that we are the same person we think exactly a like. Making it impossible to tell us about.
  • Blake8: For a maximum of a half hour of course.
  • Blake9: However the clones last longer the few clones there are.
  • Weiss: *Looking between all the Blake.* O-okay. That was weird.
  • Ruby: Weird? Are you kidding Weiss!? THIS IS AWESOME! Oh you are like a one woman army! How many of you can you make?
  • Blake1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9: 9 in total.
  • Weiss: Alright Blake very fun. But can you please make your clone disappear? The room is kinda crowded. *she asked Blake1.*
  • Blake1: Sure but you should ask the real Blake. I'm a clone.
  • Ruby: Whoooooooa. So your clones know that they are clone. That is so cool, Blake. *Ruby said to Blake5.*
  • Blake5: Yes, Ruby. We know we are clones. Kai made sure I could tell if I'm real or not.
  • Ruby: Oh Sorry Blake, uh, clone.
  • Weiss: Wait. Which one of you is the real Blake then?
  • Blake1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9: Wouldn't you like to know. *the Blakes smirked when the door opened as Yang entered the room but stopped at the site of all the Blakes before they greeted with smiles.* Welcome back Babe.
  • Yang: ... This explained how you read that whole book series in one night. *Yang muttered.*
  • Weiss: *As Yang stared at all the Blakes, Weiss leaned over to Ruby, whispering.* I bet you Yang can't tell which is the real Blake either.
  • Ruby: Well, if we can't there is no way sis-
  • Yang: *Just then before Ruby could finish, The whiterose couple watch as Yang walked straight up to Blake7 and picked her up and said with a smile.* As Amazing as your new semblances skill is, Blakey, you'll have to wait till we get back to are bedroom tonight. Because we have a date tonight. *Yang then started to walk out the door when Weiss and ruby both shouted.*
  • Weiss/Ruby: WAIT A'SEC!
  • Yang: Huh? Wassup?
  • Ruby: How do you know you have the real Blake?
  • Weiss: That one can be a clone.
  • Blake3: They are right, Yang. I could be the real me.
  • Blake9: Or me.
  • Blake8/5/2/4: Or me.
  • Yang: Nope. This is the real Blake. *Yang stated as a matter of fact cuddling the Blake in her arms*
  • Blake7: How do you know for sure? *crossing her arms*
  • Yang: *Yang looked down and lips the Blake in her arms and smiled.* Because there can be a million of you Blakey and I will always know the kitty I fell in love with. And if you want proof. *Yang the kissed and nibbled on Blake's cat ears making her blush and yip before purring as all the clones disappeared.* Now Come. Our Date night awaits. *With that Ruby and Weiss watched Yang carry Blake away for there date.*
  • Weiss: ...
  • Ruby: ... You think we will ever be able to do that?
  • Weiss: Once we're married. Maybe.

anonymous asked:

Do you think, if they survive the second apocalypse and the end of the show, that Clarke and Bellamy could ever have a family? How do you see each of them handling parenthood?

This has been sitting in my inbox forever, mostly because parenting and to have/to not have kids is a topic that risks alienating people and it is so difficult to talk about without someone feeling like you’re shitting on their choices and I have not had the brainpower recently to navigate it. However, @wellamyblake‘s awesomely morose headcanon on this subject (I loved it. I cried. I loved it some more and then yearned for fluff) has inspired me to put digit to keyboard at last.

This may border on fluff. You have been warned, but WE ALL NEED HAPPINESS RIGHT.

Disclaimers out the way first, because this stuff is important.  Women in all walks of life face so much pressure to have kids and it annoys me immensely that happy story endings for ladies almost always involve children somehow, even if a female protagonist has repeatedly said she doesn’t want to procreate (I’m looking at you Suzanne Collins). THAT SAID, it also annoys me immensely that parenting is repeatedly shat on as a lesser (i.e. feminine) choice more generally, as in bringing up other humans could not possibly compare to the Very Important Man Jobs that also make the world go round, and I wish that parenting and its associated joys and terrors were tackled more frequently in the media more generally.

You see the minefield we’re dealing with here.  (Sidebar: my feminism is undoubtedly not what you were after with this ask but I offer no apologies for delving into it.  THIS STUFF MATTERS.)

So what follows is just my read of Bellamy and Clarke and my own personal headcanon – no more valid than anyone else’s – and is inevitably coloured by my own experience as a parent.

OK, so the question at hand. Could I see Bellarke family? The short answer is YES PLZ, because my beautiful space babies have been through so much and I would dearly, dearly love for them to have a shot at family life after everything they’ve been through, and to reap the rewards thereof. Not actually in-show, mind you (JASON NO), but this is what my headcanon looks like.

I’m going to reference MJ throughout because her headcanon was so beautifully put together and I super agree with lots of it. Bellarke’s legacy will absolutely be cemented in the lives they’ve saved over and over again and I don’t think Bellarke kids would be relevant to their legacy per se. So too, Bellarke’s legacy will exist in the found family they have amongst the delinquents.

But honestly, I think that having a family would be something selfish, just for them and just about them as a couple, and that’s what I like about it so much after all the sacrifices they’ve made for their people.

Let’s rewind for a second. Why would Bellamy and Clarke even want kids?  Well so much of it for me is bound up in their respective childhoods. Bellamy’s family life was clearly very important to him.  He loves his sister. He loved his mother very much too. It is this love from which he derived so much of his strength in impossible conditions in the Ark, and later on the ground. In fact, Bellamy is basically made of familial love – the love for his actual family, his love for his found family, and his love for the various waifs and strays he picks up on the way (Charlotte and, *cough* Riley).  How awesome would it be for him to have a family on his own terms?  A family which he chose to have (rather than foisted upon him), with the woman he loves? The thought of it warms my tired, grizzled heart to a veritable furnace.

Need I mention this:

Originally posted by stiles-lydia

Clarke’s situation is slightly more complex, as biologically she would bear the initial brunt of parenthood, and let’s face it, Clarke is a person with Shit To Do. But in my headcanon, Clarke is tired of saving the world, ready to try something different even if it’s just for a little while, and take on a challenge of a different nature. And my girl NEVER shies away from a challenge if it’s something she wants. I get the impression that Clarke’s childhood was relatively happy, and I think Clarke, like many people, would like to recreate that childhood happiness for someone else with someone she loves.

Also this

Originally posted by alexmaggie

And just, drawing from my own experience, having a family together is about building a life together, and while achieving that through kids is not the right thing for everybody, I think Bellamy and Clarke’s depleted family connections and unique situation would drive them to create something new in their own image.

Now, MJ made the absolutely valid point that Bellamy and Clarke wouldn’t feel worthy of passing on their legacy via the gene pool, having had  hand in circa 1,600 deaths between them. This is 100% fair, but one thing about being a parent is this: you want better for your children than you had for yourself.  You want your children to be BETTER THAN YOU. You want to pass on the wisdom gained from the mistakes you’ve made so that they don’t make them.  And Bellamy and Clarke, who have made so many mistakes and had the courage to face them all, would have more than a little invested in passing on their wisdom to a second generation of Skaikru.

As for how they’d handle it. Well parenthood is and always has been about sacrifice, but (where it is a choice) it is also a selfish thing too – about bringing life into the world partly for your own benefit. And who knows more about sacrifice, or deserves more selfish pleasure than Bellarke? What’s more it has always struck me that Bellamy and Clarke are both naturally very affectionate people.  They enjoy lavishing love and affection on people and receiving in return. Again, own family, own terms.

And most importantly, Bellamy and Clarke have each other. They are a team. Bellamy may struggle with letting his impulses get the better of him, or expressing himself; Clarke may struggle with relating to those she loves, but between them they’ll muddle through because they always have and they always will.

(Before embarking on yet another sacrificial journey though, both Bellamy and Clarke deserve a long, long rest of several years, just them, spending lots of time together lounging in long grass, swimming in lakes and screwing in caves. Just have a look at the fanfic, OK? It’s all there.)

I warned you about the fluff. Now I’m embarrassed and I’m going to shove my face in a cushion until you all go away and stop looking at me.

Lena and Kara’s friendship is everything I have wanted especially for Kara. To have another woman to lean on for support that isn’t her sister. I just hope that Lena doesn’t turn evil coz that would fucking suck for Kara

Rahul was amazing. I wish his character didn’t have to die. He would have been an awesome addition to the cast. Plus another bromance for Mon El 

Mon El not featured a lot in the episode but even with the few scenes he was in he was still amazing. Man-connection made me lol so much

Kara and Mon El trying to be sneaky is my new favourite thing

i feel like………… when rey and finn were originally kira and sam and envisioned as both white lucasfilm had this idea for like an iconic feminist twist where in the marketing for the movie they set up sam to be the one awakening the force, using the lightsaber, etc. then when the movie comes out it turns out to actually be kira who was the jedi the whole time! wow! and if they were both white that would be cool because it would actually be progressive in terms of gender, especially with how over the years people have been more and more vocal with complaining about how few women there are in star wars. so this would be an amazing move on lucasfilm’s part. and it would be even better if rey wasn’t white like some of the casting indicates they were considering, because then it would be progressive in terms of gender AND race, like your marketing is setting up a white male lead and then the movie comes out and the world is shocked when it turns out he wasn’t and the woman of color was the hero all along! it would be amazing

but then jj abrams cast john boyega as sam aka finn and they made kira aka rey white, and suddenly the twist isn’t that progressive anymore… like it’s awesome that rey turned out to be a jedi, you guys know i adored it, but… when you make finn black using him as a fakeout is NOT ok anymore.

anyway that brings me to my next point which is that there’s no way they’re THAT ignorant right. like they have to know that black finn is not the same as white sam and if you portray him as a jedi in the marketing you better follow through and have him actually be one in the movies, otherwise it’s just a cruel, racist trick. rey’s reveal still works just fine with them both being a jedi, like in fact all i want to see is them both be jedi, i want to see the rise of the jedi and them being the first two of an entire generation of new jedi, i don’t want the trilogy to end with there being only one jedi AGAIN.

so basically for now i believe that they’re not stupid enough to use finn as a fakeout, it would just be so wrong and mean. unless i’m proven wrong when the credits for episode 9 roll i still believe he’ll be a jedi in 8 and 9 because it makes sense for the story and it makes sense for the cast

Kubo-sensei has a self insert and I love it

Okay, I haven’t looked around, but I don’t think anyone has mentioned this, I haven’t seen it at the very least. But look at this wonderful, loving woman. Look at her with her fly af fasion.  

Okay. Yes. She’s awesome, and her hair is hidden under her hat. I was talking with a friend about how much I love this woman’s fashion, and I googled her and then, this next picture came up to the left of the picture above. 

And just like. Yep. She’s literally Yuri’s Mom. That’s perfect and A+. Okay, I’m done, peace.

Want to get a lot done today, so I made @honeycoyote ‘s Productivi-Tea andI also made @witchy-woman ‘s “I Can Do This!” motivation bottle, adding some extra kinds of peppers in there as well cause I need allllllll the energy, and sealing with orange wax for endurance, vitality, passion, and strength (it also smells like mangos, so double awesome). I feel great and am on my way to getting lots done!

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“If a female warrior like her existed in real life…”

OMFG! IT’S REALLY TRUE (the spear and clothes prove it)! THE FLAGSHIP FEMALE CHARACTER IN THE CHRONICLE OF ALBERTAN IS BONG SOON THE WAY MIN HYUK REMEMBERS HER FROM 10 YEARS AGO FROM THE GLIMPSE HE GOT OF HER! 

This is how the woman that is on the picture that is hanging in BS’s bedroom looks. So not only does this mean that he keeps the portrait of her hidden in his closet as an altar of her awesomeness, but he also made her into a main character of his game and has her larger-than-life billboard hanging in the lobby of his company so everyone could admire her awesomeness! MH brings hero-worship to a completely new level!

BONG SOON IS MIN HYUK’S MUSE, GUARDIAN ANGEL, SLAYER OF HIS DEMONS, HIS HERO AND HE IS HER BIGGEST, MOST DEVOTED FAN who made her pretty much immortal! BS has always wanted to create a character that was based on her without actually knowing that MH already did it!

And the fact that now they meet in front of it is so freaking symbolic!

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Darcy and Bucky. 60: Before you decide to murder me, let me explain...

“Damn neat freak. Why can’t he just leave things out where I need them?” Darcy muttered as she shuffled through Steve’s desk as carefully as possible. If she’d had more time to take photo evidence and ensure she put everything back where it was, she would have. But she’d only been able to convince Nat to kick Steve’s ass for two bouts in the ring, maybe three tops. She didn’t want to encourage too much saltiness between teammates, after all.

“I don’t know if it’s the army or your own tight-assed nature Steve, but why the hell do you have to hide your stuff?”

He’d let her go through his sketches a week earlier and she’d found it. The perfect image she needed for her next attack on Sam. Steve had doodled him as a pin-up model, flirty posture, heels and everything. And it was the exact logo she needed to brand her new assault. Literally. If only Steve hadn’t taken away the notebook as soon as he heard her mildly evil chuckle. Spoilsport. 

If she could just find the damn sketchbook.

She had just started gently rifling through the sock drawer when there was a soft click and the door swung open behind her. Her hands clenched and she plastered a placating smile on as she turned her head. But her teasing cajole died in her throat. That wasn’t Stevie Wonder Boy at the door.

It was Bucky.

Shit.

“Before you decide to murder me, let me explain…”

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"The Valentine's Day Card "

Note: Literally came up with this idea at like 2 in the morning, wrote it like a month ago. Hope you enjoy.

Request/Summary: A seventh year student decides to send the Potions Master a Valentine’s Day card.

Originally posted by nuestramejorhistoria

Lockhart had to be your least favourite teacher and Valentine’s day your least favourite holiday. So when Lockhart decided to have dumb little cupids running about Hogwarts delivering messages you couldn’t have been more annoyed.

“So, are you going to send anyone a message via cupid?” Percy Weasley asked as he sat down beside you in Alchemy.

Percy and the Weasley twins had been your friends even though you were in Slytherin.

“Actually, I do have someone in mind. As it’s my last year here, I plan to go out with a bang.” You chuckled.

“Oh gosh, sounds like you’ve been spending too much time with the twins.” Percy said rolling his eyes.

“Well, I’ll tell you this, it’s not going to be a musical message to whomever I send one to.” You smiled at the thought of a musical message for the person you were sending a card to.

“Are you going to share who you’re sending one to?” Percy seemed pretty interested at this point.

“I’d prefer not to disclose all information.” You said as a cupid walked by.

You grabbed the cupid whispered in his year and handed him the pink card you had made earlier. “Make sure it’s completely anonymous!” You yell as the cupid walked away. He nodded and kept walking.

As class started you couldn’t help but wait to see the man’s reaction when he received the card in the middle of class.

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“I hate advanced potions! Why do I let you talk me into taking it.” Percy was once again sitting beside you.

“Because you’re very easy to persuade Mr. Weasley.” You replied with a taunting voice.

Class started and Snape went on in his usual way, criticising every student he could, expect for you, he never seemed to bother you much. Probably because he knew you had a love for potion making and could do it quite easily.

Just as Snape was in the middle of scolding some Gryffindor the door to the classroom swung open. Three little cupids walked in. Two went on to the students and sung their piece while the third went up to Snape and handed him a card.

“From anonymous sir. Happy valentines day you dark love bird!” The cupid said happily and skipped out of the room.

Snape’s face had turned a fiery red and you could barely hold back your laughter. Snape went back into his supply room nearly sprinting.

“Did you send Snape a Valentine?!” Percy gave you a confused look.

“Indeed I did.” You said smiling.

“Why? He’s a horrible person.” Percy said.

“I happen to like Snape, he, like everyone else deserves to feel like he is appreciated at some point. So shut up.” Your voice full of irritation.

Snape came back out of his supplies room and gave you a slight nod. He must have recognised your hand writing.

Percy didn’t speak to you the rest of class. He knew you were upset so he gave you your space.

After class had ended Snape told you to stay for a bit after class. You walked up to his desk and saw the familiar card, which was opened.

Snape began to read the writing in the card in his low voice “No one deserves to feel unloved or alone, especially on dumb holidays like Valentines. I don’t want to ruin your intimidating reputation professor, but you aren’t as scary as you think you are. You’re pretty awesome, in your own mysterious way sir. I hope you have a nice day.”

He looked at you as if he was going to ask a question.

“You’re welcome sir. I’m sorry if it made you uncomfortable…actually, no I’m not, people deserve to know they’re appreciated. Even if it is by some lousy student they can’t stand. You have helped shape me into the determined young woman I am today, you taught me that in life there will be people who know you can do better and won’t settle for anything less. You, sir, have taught me to never be satisfied with anything less than my best work.” You smiled and walked out of the classroom.

“Ms. Y/L/N, I don’t think you’re a lousy student. I find you to be more tolerable than any student I’ve had. However, if you tell anyone I said these words I will deny them.” He said in his cool tone but it seemed that he was almost smiling at you.

You smiled at him, “For what it’s worth professor, I like you and I do hope you become happy in life.”

Severus Snape watched you walk out the door, holding his first Valentine’s day card in his hands. He put the card in his locked drawer of his desk, he would cherish the letter for the remainder of his life. To most people Severus Snape was a hard man, even a cold man, but when he received his first Valentine’s day card he felt very touched. He would never admit to feeling that way, but deep down he felt that at least one person liked him for who he was, and maybe, just maybe he touched her life in a positive way.