throwing milk

  • Megami: the milk is spoiled
  • Kizana: no, its not
  • Megami: yes it is.
  • Kizana: no, its not!
  • Osoro: have either of you checked it?
  • Kizana/Megami: no
  • Osoro, opening up the bottle of milk and taking a swing of it, before putting it back down: its spoiled.
Fine Line

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Mark

Rating: NC-17

Prompt: “Please put your penis away.” / Smut / It’s a fine line between love and hate. At least, that’s what you tell yourself in order to remain blindly oblivious to the fact that, despite your best efforts, you have a definite attraction to your roommate. A roommate who may or may not like you back. 

Word Count: 2,330

Originally posted by gotpmgifs

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John highlights from the concert last night (Austin 4/14)

1. Opened with “smoke weed everyday” & then launched into song
2. Randomly throwing out “warm milk”
3. *sees couple making out* “Man, I wish I had a girlfriend”
4. “Did everyone go pee? NO MORE F*CKING SLOW SONGS”
5. Constantly checking to make sure everyone in the crowd is okay, asking what they need
6. “Does anyone drink Mountain Dew? stop f*cking drinking that, it’ll give you cancer!! This songs about Baja blast” (proceeds to play diet soda society)
7. “Has anyone ever peed their pants before? I peed my pants in 7th grade” “you peed your bunk” - Garrett
8 . “Wear your seltbelts and eat your veggies when you get home”
9. “You guys have been so nice. Thank you. Take care of each other.”

okay so i had the most horrible idea for a kagehina scene so now you all have to suffer with me - 2.4k, rated t, :( but then :)

Hinata found him behind their gym. His uniform jacket was stuck to the prickly cinderblocks half-way up his back like he’d leaned and slid down into the grass instead of sitting on the ground in the first place, like he couldn’t bother with normal human actions and just melted down the side of the wall out of spite or something. His messenger bag lay upturned and half-way gutted over the green ground in front of him, with his shoe dangerously close to the crime scene. It looked like he’d kicked it himself in anger.

Hinata bit his lip, wringing his hands as he stepped around the corner and approached Kageyama. 

He’d planned it all out, researched the best ways to go about it and the best poems–even read some in Japanese and English to see which language would sound cooler in the moment–and the best day in the week to do it. He’d talked to Yachi about it, and then Noya, who were both more in touch with this kind of stuff (especially compared to him). He’d thought about how tired they would be just after lunch versus at the end of the day (he couldn’t do it in the morning, because what if it went terribly wrong and Hinata would have to go to school with him all day instead of being able to escape at any point–best to avoid unnecessary embarrassment if he was rejected). He hadn’t anticipated this, though.

Just before last period, he’d pulled the piece of paper out of his trouser pocket–the one that he’d nearly scribbled and erased and scribbled down to pulpy nothing, the one he’d read and reread so much that the blue lines across it were fading at the edges from his restless thumbs (the one that he’d nearly thrown in the wash the other night)–and held it in his hands as he walked up to Kageyama in front of the sciences building. As usual, the volleyball team tended to gravitate toward each other during any sort of between-class downtime, so Tanaka, Ennoshita, Yamaguchi, Yachi and a couple of the first-years were all sprawled or leaning or loitering on the lawn with Kageyama, who sipped at his box of milk through a straw and slouched in the shade of a scraggly tree, listening to another one of Tanaka’s stories. 

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anonymous asked:

hi senpai! what are your recommendations for skk and fyoya fics? love your blog!


I’ve already made 2 fic rec posts HERE and HERE but because I lurk like a loser here are some more recs:

- Anything and everything by Kuranoa. Hands down one of the best fyoya + skk combi writers in my book, really lovely humor but when she angsts it smashes you until you’re a pile of dust and you hate yourself but you keep reading. And my god her Chuuya is badass adorable

- Anything by Memos. Not even gonna lie I cry over her nsfw at least 30 times a day then cry some more in the bathroom then cry some more before I go to bed because her fics are just that good

- Anything by AnonLearnsToWrite. Their humour is grade S excellent I laugh everytime, it’s really so on point and their plots are so damn precious and I really love their characterizations of Dazai. But can they please update Three’s a crowd because I’m dying. 

- Anything by writingfromtheshadows. Especially if you’re a fan of mafia boss Dazai and badass Chuuya. The ust can drive you nut at times but they do compensate with… several pieces of delicious nsfw and generally I just want more but pls stop killing me with the ust.

- At this point, deep sighs, sells soul to devil, anything by Kibasix. But everyone and their fifth removed cousins know I’m blatantly a Kibasix fangirl so what else is new really. 

- All the skk fics by WhisperingWinds99 because I’m kind of a loser and haven’t really read their sskk ones. BUT THEIR FICS ARE REALLY ADORABLE AND PRECIOUS AND IT SOOTHES MY SOUL EVERYTIME MY FLUFFY ANGEL AMONG ALL OF YOU ANGSTY DEVILS. 

- I generally really love hitherelovely’s fics because mmmmmmm their Dazai is delicious and just KDSJFHAKJFHAKF FANS SELF but their themes might be a bit heavy for some of you so this is a rec but rec with caution please read tags carefully before proceeding.

- Noir. This fic is one of the rare instances where I have to say that the portrayal of Chuuya is perfect. It explores his relationships with other characters in such a good way that it makes everything in my soul hurt. And the realistic ending of it makes me cry all the way until this day. Please. For the love of God. Read it.   

- Touch me. AKA THAT ONE TEACHER! DAZAI/MILITARY!CHUUYA THAT I FINALLY GOT HOLY SHIT INCOHERENT KEYBOARD SLAM. Very detailed setting, Chuuya is the cutest, Dazai is a little shit just like how I want him to be, and the smut… oooooh boooooooy. I’ve already recced her in my last posts and there’s a sequel in progress as well so tbh just check out her profile

A Spring Without You is Coming. Aka that one fic that made me curse three times in the span of 2 minutes 48 seconds because WOW WHO AUTHORIZED THAT HOW DARE  YOU WHAT THE FUCK. No seriously what the fuck. What. Who hurt you.

Mommy Is Daddy’s Only! THIS ONE HAS BABY SKK AND IT’S REALLY CUTE AND IT ALSO HAS FYOYA AND TACHUU IN IT SO HELL YEAH. Or you can just read it solely for Akutagawa throwing his milk bottle in Fyodor’s face.

- 1893. Oh my god. Dazai’s POV in this. I’m just. I have no words. Actually I have one word. Gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. Wow that’s 3 words but okay it’s so good it would deserve 3 thousand words but I’m just mostly speechless.

- Eight time’s the charm. Ever feel like being cockblocked? Then cockblocked some more? Then cry because you got so cockblocked you don’t know what to do? This is just the right fic for you. Just. Trust me. Go for it. 

- The Courtesan. Let’s see. You have Fyoya and SKK. You have courtesan Chuuya (whisper through gritted teeth yes holy shit). You have your one and only Moulin Rouge AU. And the writing is gorgeous. Need I say more chop chop get on it but BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE FRIGGIN PAIN BECAUSE MOULIN ROUGE. 

anonymous asked:

i don't get the significance of jonas throwing the milk, help a girl out :S (and yes, i get what milk means :))

Sorry it took a while for me to get back to you, been a bit of a busy day!

So what I meant about it being significant that Jonas threw the milk (x) is fairly straightforward actually. We had hints through S1 that Isak had a crush on Jonas, and so combining the symbolism of the milk with the lyrics of Nils Bech’s “Waiting”, I thought the fact that it was Jonas who threw it felt like a very fitting choice. But I’ll try to be a bit more specific….

Alright buckle up I’m gonna dissect some cinematography *rubs hands* (yes I totally made this gifset so I could properly look at the shots with lyrics)

Closeup of Isak “I am the last one”
We see Isak watching the water fight “Everyone knows how I tried”

A shot of Jonas “Love, let me meet you.”
cut to the guys fooling around “When everyone has to…“

Isak has averted his gaze, a forlorn look on his face “…have someone to love”
we see Jonas reaching for the milk “I never met one”

Jonas grabs and flings the milk towards Isak “What’s so strange about me?”

The milk explodes cascading down… “Can’t I be loved? loved…”

The milk here is definitely suggestive of homoerotic imagery (confirmed by Julie that she was inspired by the line “penetrators come on your face, it shall rain cum” from the Penetrators song x) but the lyrics and visuals make it feel almost threatening, as if the milk will expose him. Isak seems aware that his attraction to Jonas is one-sided, and Jonas throwing the milk doesn’t look homoerotic until it hits Isak’s face.

Ultimately everyone is wet, but Isak’s wetness is different from everyone else in the locker…. and the lyrics paired with this imagery talks of Isak feeling strange, like an outsider, more specifically his fear of being perceived as gay. But in the end he sits there, ‘outed’, drenched in milk wondering if he can be loved…

Hope it made some sense!!

I’m gonna plug @ravenclawisak, she has written awesome meta about this trailer and she can surely also elaborate better about the significance of it being Jonas throwing the milk if you ask her nicely. ✌

sumsimonscone  asked:

Malec and/or Clizzy taking a cooking class together

“Hurry up Fray, we can’t let those bisexuals beat us at this cake contest!”

“Alec, for the hundredth time, it’s not timed, let me take my time, you idiot!”

From the table next to them, Isabelle sat on the bar stool, slowly stirring the frosting in her bowl and Magnus sipped at his wine, observing his boyfriend cracking eggs in a rush and Clary panicking over that she can’t find the sprinkles. Actually, he was not the only one paying attention to that, considering that she was literally screaming “Where the actual fuck are my god damn sprinkles, who took my sprinkles, I will murder every single one of you if I have to, give me my sprinkles back!” as Alec held her back from throwing a milk carton at a white straight couple two tables away.

“Do you think there’s any use in telling them again that a baking class is not the same thing as a cake contest?” Izzy said, a fond smile on her face as she watched her girlfriend glare at the said straight white couple.

“Considering the first 3 times didn’t change anything for their stubborn competitive asses, I don’t think there’s any more need to try.” Magnus chuckled, as he put his wine glass down and reached over to open the oven and check if the cupcakes were ready or not.

Magnus and Izzy thought it might be a good idea to have a double date at a baking class, but from the second the instructor said the words “pick your partner” both Alec and Clary’s brains lost the ability to register this as anything but the biggest competition of their lives. They decided that they were going to split up into gay and bi teams and they only got to work after watching Clary and Alec spend 15 minutes saying things like “let’s see if the L in LGBT stands for ladyfingers master” and “let’s see if I’m not just gay but I also SLAY… at baking.”

Finally, their cupcakes were done. Magnus and Izzy went for simple half chocolate half vanilla ones, while Alec and Clary decided to make rainbow frosting, a rainbow cake and add rainbow sprinkles.

“I thought you said that this is a cake contest, not a who’s gayer contest?” Izzy teased, walking over to their table and looking down at their tray.

“First of all, there is no need for a who’s gayer contest, we all know that I’m the gayest one here.” Clary said, and Magnus burst out laughing at the look of shock and hurt on Alec’s face. “Second of all, there technically is no need for a cake contest either, considering that our cupcakes are like so much better than yours.”

Izzy shook her head fondly and muttered something along the lines of “This was never a cake contest to begin with, dummy” under her breath.

“How dare you say that you’re gayer than me?” Alec interrupted, “Can you believe this Magnus? She just said that she is gayer than me? What kind of disrespect… I cannot even… I thought we were friends…”

“Alexander, dear, I don’t think it is physically possible for a human being to be gayer than you.” Magnus put his hand on Alec’s shoulder and smiled at the genuine look of happiness and pride that took over the latter’s face, as he turned to Clary and stuck his tongue out to her.

After witnessing his boyfriend be the most dramatic 4-year-old he’s ever met, Magnus sat down in the stool and pulled Alec down for a kiss by the lapels of his jacket and heard him whisper “we are so going to beat you” into his mouth and then felt him smile as he kissed him softly, putting his hands on Magnus’s waist and then pulling away from the kiss, only to leave about a dozen kisses on Magnus’s cheeks, as Magnus grinned and placed a soft kiss on Alec’s forehead: “of course you are darling.”

And as Clary was making sure with the flash of her phone that all the cupcakes were 100% perfect, Isabelle walked up to the instructor and asked her to come taste the cupcakes that they made and say that the rainbow ones are so good that they don’t even compare to the half chocolate half vanilla ones and she looked over at Clary fondly and then walked up to her and hugged her from behind and felt her jump a little from the surprise and whispered into her ear “we don’t stand a chance against you do we?” And Clary turned her head and looked at her, slowly leaning down and dragging her lips over Izzy’s and pulling away with a smirk: “you really don’t.”

anonymous asked:

Help me convert to the Bruins, I'm a Boston native but I've never liked the Bruins :((

Okay well:

  • They have publicly supported the trans community
  • The players individually and the team pooled resources to help out Denna Laing 
  • They also support BOTH women’s pro hockey teams in their area. Offering camps for both pride and blades players to run.
  • They have continually supported the gay community. BRad Marchand just recently got a lot of support for being an ally The Right Way (ie aggressively not letting homophobes get away with shit)
  • They have their own TV show so you can get to know the guys
  • Zdeno Chara was one of the first players to support You Can Play. He learns languages so new players will always have someone to talk to. And he doesn’t like rookie culture because he thinks it creates a system of bullying. Also if you fight him he will give you a love pat because he appreciates the effort.
  • Adam McQuaid is the guy you have to fight if you won’t fight Chara. he’s Big. and so good. If he could he’d spend all day watching netflix and working out. He’s shy and soft but can beat the shit out of guys. He fought John Scott once and held his own.
  • Brad Marchand and Patrice Bergeron are very close and very affectionate with each other. They literally tell each other they love each other all the time. and with like the rest of their teammates.
  • David Krejci’s nickname is french fries because he called tyler seguin a franchise player and Segs thought he said “french fries player.” He also got to naked wrestle with Jagr.
  • Tuukka Rask is known for throwing milk crates and being just generally the only player on the bruins with sense. His daught is also very shy and very cute I love her.
  • David Backes has a dog radar in his head also he rescues cats and one of his cats has only one eye. 
  • Torey Krug fucking demolished andrew shaw and tried to fight gallagher singlehandedly killing homophobia.
  • David Pastrnak falls alot one time he dropped his helmet during an anthem and then fell over trying to chase it to get it back. ice is slippery.
  • Anton Khudobin makes “weewoo” noises when he wants people to know he’s coming and get out of his way.
  • Brandon carlo is 6 foot 5 and he’s a rookie !!! he was born the same year his defense partner zdeno chara was drafted !!!!! he also likes his dogs a lot.
  • They as an organization have just always pumped out very good, morally progressive men??? and they’re all so humble and good??? like bruh if you don’t like them for those reasons you’re never gonna like them and you’re also wrong.
Skam season 4 trailer theory

The season 4 trailer now has much more meaning to it than what we first though it would have because now we know it’s not even who is getting hurt but it’s isak which means that the trailer is not just reversed but also flipped.
So I was thinking this whole trailer is saying so much more of the story than how it looks. What if the trailer being reversed is to show the perspective and perception and the trailer being flipped is actually about the story line.
But skam being skam, it is not telling us the story directly but it’s asking us to solve a puzzle with no escape. Because of course they wouldn’t just tell us the story of whats going to happen, even in reverse, there is always a twist.

If you remember the s3 trailer it showed the general concept of the story like isak in a boys locker room and he is watching the boys and just being in his own world. And then jones throws the milk, not anyone else, but jones. And this could be because isak first officially ‘came out’ and talked about even with jones or it could also just be random but anyway the milk was showing
isak coming out and the involvement of a boy and that was even but the trailer didn’t show anything about the mental health story line or the change in character isak goes through. It just gave us the hints of isak coming out and we assumed s3 season just to be about the difficulties of isak coming out of the closet. But there was so much more to it than that.

For s4 trailer we saw even being hurt accidentally by the selfie but it was isak getting hurt and what if thats not an accident. and the parallels between even getting hit and isak being hit looks way too similar. 

What if the fight was started by mikael out of jealousy because he saw even with isak and them being all in love and happy. Because since week 1 I kinda suspected mikael to be gay but pretends to be straight because he is scared to come out like how isak was in s1 and s2. It might either be because he is scared of what other people might think or it could even be because of his religion. Or it could even be that he was scared to come out like isak and used religion as an excuse. 

Remember what sana said in season 3 about using religion to show their hate and it could be because of fear, this maybe the foreshadow to it. 

We don’t know his religion for sure yet even though we assume he is muslim but he might even be something else.

And also this season talks about the topic of religion in general but using muslim religion as the main focus with everything going on in the world. But if you think about it, the conversation between sana and yousef kinda applies to all the religions in general too.

So anyway my theory is that mikael liked even but he flipped out because he was scared and then pushed even away from him and used religion as an excuse for his fear and then everything went to hell after that.

And now to noora and sanas story. With the whole trailer being flipped theory, it’s safe to say it’s noora who is tripping sana and we saw that happening in the karaoke bar. Noora kissing yousef, and just yousef because i mean she could’ve just kissed anybody but no, she kissed yousef. So i think noora knew she liked yousef and the way to get the revenge for not telling her about
william was to kiss yousef. And i know we are seeing too much of noora this season but what if this is because she was that one girl apart from chris that was a bit more on sanas side since the beginning. I mean eva was nice too but like when noora agreed to join the russ bus because of sana, that shows that she was on sanas side even when vilde was being ignorant and
rude. So using noora as the person who is going to hurt sana makes a bit of sense.

again, this is just my theory and me trying to connect the dots so this could totally be wrong but just wanted to put this out there

anonymous asked:

You should write the robot au. Please.

i’m just saying that scott likes to fix things. he has an etsy profile: send him your computer, your phone, your mini-droid, and he will fix it and send it back. he even cleans them. he’s never had an unhappy customer.

these particular robots, the ST1 line, they’re unsettlingly realistic. their flesh is synthetic, but it functions like real skin; so when he finds this thing, it’s bruised, bleeding, and shut down in the alley between apartments. scott thinks he’s just a person at first, and rushes to him to see if he’s ok. face lolling between scott’s palms, it says, unnaturally slow, “battery… low.” so scott scoops it up and hefts it home.

his roommate’s not pleased. he’s like, “we don’t have enough room for this. you’d better keep it in your room.”

so scott ignores him, of course; he pays just as much rent as derek does, and he’s not gonna take no orders. it takes a couple days to track down a charger for the thing - the latest version is the ST1-LE8, and those have the nutrients-from-organic-food and solar capabilities - so in the meantime he does keep it in the storage room because it looks like a corpse and it’s super creepy. but he does find a cord adapter at a radio shack going-out-of-business sale. he drags the unit into the living room to plug it in, because all the plugs in his room are taken or behind furniture. the first thing the ST1 says when it starts back up is a very expressive, “ow.”

scott’s worked with these robots before. they’re not very popular, not next to the ones out by hp and apple, which have cleaner lines - they’re clearly not human, so they don’t creep you the fuck out - but he has still worked with an ST1 before. they’re not like that. they just look human; they don’t act it. in fact, they’re usually pretty buggy and weird. they’re basically like the cricket flip phone of the robot world. he thinks this one’s been tampered with. still, scott’s a sweet guy in general and he instinctively responds as if it were a person. “you ok?”

the thing grimaces, shakes its head, as if to dispel grogginess. “what day is it.”

“tuesday,” scott answers, “march 7th.” the thing nods slowly. “did someone try to fuck you?” people do that. try to fuck their robots. if they’re not designed for it, it’ll fuck up all their innards, and you have to open them up and clean them out. it’s super gross, but scott’s done it before.

“god, i wish,” the unit tells him. scott snorts unexpectedly. “ummm, my arm doesn’t work.”

“yeah, i got you,” says scott. “you want me to shut you down while i fix it or are you good?”

the thing looks at him, a little puzzled, a little intrigued. “i’m good,” it says. it glances over scott’s shoulder; scott twists around to see what he’s looking at. it’s his roommate, derek. “are you just eating dry granola?” the unit asks incredulously.

“do you have some diet questioning app installed?” derek returns aridly.

“you’re not even gonna throw some milk on there? a strawberry? nothin’?” derek doesn’t reply; he just takes a bite of granola. “humans are so… stupid,” the thing mutters, watching scott start to dismantle his arm. “no offense,” it adds.

scott smirks at him. he’s got bright brown eyes, dark circles under them. “none taken,” scott says.

Being Peter’s girlfriend, and meeting the Avengers would include…


  • The team not reacting too well when Peter tells them that he has a girlfriend
  • “What’s her name?”
  • “What’s her foot size?”
  • “How tall is she?”
  • “How did you meet her?”
  • “When did you meet her?”
  • “Why didn’t you tell us?”
  • “How the hell did you get her to agree to date you?”
  • Peter having to try to persuade the team to meet you for weeks
  • “Come on, guys, she’s awesome. You’ll love her!”
  • But their all pretty hesitant, especially since their afraid you’ll faint or scream something
  • Peter forgetting to tell you that he’d be introducing you to the Earth’s mightiest heroes on the day he was meant to take you to the Avengers Tower
  • So he just blindfolds you and tell you that it’s a ‘surprise’“You’ll love it, I promise.”
    “Peter, I swear to god, if you are about to dunk me in a slime tank like the last time, I will slap you into next week.”
  • The team being sceptical when Peter walks into the Tower with a blind-folded girl
  • “Please don’t tell me you kidnapped her off the street, Parker. You don’t have to lie to us that you have a girlfriend, it’s okay.”
  • And when he takes off your blindfold, you just stand there, staring at the team, your jaw hitting the ground
  • Everybody expecting you to just cry and fangirl at Steve, or faint at the sight of Tony Stark or Thor, but you just-
  • Oh my god, Black Widow, holy shit, it’s an honour, wow, oh my god.”
  • The team standing and watching, confused, as you continue to freak out over Natasha, who honestly doesn’t know what to do in this situation
  • Introducing yourself once your finished fangirling
  • “I’m Y/n, hi.”
  • Tony being his usual rude, sarcastic self when you first introduce yourself
  • “Alright, well, Parker, it was nice meeting your lady friend, but I’m going to go down to the lab now.”
  • But you wouldn’t take that crap from anybody, not even Tony Stark
  • “Yeah, just go down to your man-cave and have a nice little play-date with your robots, Mr. Stark.”
  • Which helps you gain instant respect from Clint, Natasha, Steve and Bruce
  • The team being surprised that you’re dating Peter
  • “I always thought you’d end up dating your Star Wars poster, Parker.”
  • Asking every Avenger for a high-five, successfully completing a task on your bucket list
  • Ending up spending the entire day at the Tower
  • Running around the many levels, checking out all of Tony’s expensive rich people stuff
  • “You have a kitchen in the bathroom?! Wow.”
  • “Wait, no, Thor you don’t throw the milk at the wal-”
  • Spending most of the time having petty arguments with Tony, since both of you are both too stubborn to admit defeat
  • “Blue is an awesome colour, Mr. Stark. It’s the best colour, even better than red, in fact.”
  • “Red will always win, and you’re stupid.”
  • But at the end of the day, the billionaire actually starts to warm up to you
  • “Your girlfriend’s not too bad, Parker. Any chance we can replace you with her?”
I got a good one!

How would each turtle react when their s/o is drunk? And make it into scenarios. I would love to see what each of the boys would say!!!!



He’s dumbfounded for one, he’s never seen you drink, nor have you mentioned you’ve done it before.  He’s wide eyed when you come stumbling into the lair and slurring your words.  He quickly takes you into his arms and helps you stand, watching as your smile grow wide on your face.

“Leeeooo!” you say cheerily.

“How in the world did you get like this?”

“Shhh…  You’re very pretty, I should get you a cheeseburger.”

“Um, I’m fine thank you.  You need to lay down.”

And he stays with you and responds his best to your silly words, hoping that you’ll eventually fall asleep.


He records it!

“Who’s happy?” he says.

“Me!” you say as you throw your hands in the air.

“Who’s having a good time?”


“Who’s totally wasted and will probably throw up and feel terrible in the morning?”


He can’t help but laugh at you, no matter how miserable you look laying up in bed.  He does keep an eye on you in case you get up to do something stupid, like chug down an entire thing of milk or throw an apple across the room. (My friend has done this and he broke his friggin lamp)  He’ll throw a blanket on you if you get cold, get you some water to flush the alcohol out of your systems in hope that you’ll sleep like a rock, ‘cause you’re rather loud.


“What in the world…”

He stops in his tracks and watches you stumble towards him; you’re mumbling to yourself and inaudible to him, but he comes up to you ready to catch you if you fall.  You’re completely gone.  And that’s when you do fall.

“No, no, no, no.  You’re going to bed.”

“No I’m… I’m fine.  I’m completely fine.”

“Sure you are, that’s why I’m helping you.”

He lays you on his bed and pulls the covers over you, a small fan blowing in your face as well so you don’t get too hot.

“I d-don’t need your help.  Why would I need your help.”

“Because I’m your boyfriend.  Now hush and go to sleep.”

He’s more frustrated than shocked really, he’ll help you and take care of you, he just wishes that you hadn’t overdone it because you’re going to feel miserable in the morning.  Believe in him, he knows what it feels like after a night of drinking.  (previous drunk scenario? For the boys?)  He sits beside you the whole time and strokes your hair, talking softly to you until you fall asleep.


“Mikey, sweetums!”


You throw yourself over him and he holds you tightly, confused as to what’s going on with you; you were a lot more hyper today.  He knew something was wrong because you used that word 'sweetums’.  Who calls anyone that?

Then he catches whiff of your breath and turns his head away, eyes tight.

“Phew.  Babydoll, what have you been doing?”

“Been havin’ a gooooood time!  You should join me and we’ll have a FIESTA!!”

He looks behind you to see a dozen of beer cans laying all over the coffee table and rug; then he knew.  You were so sloshed, that was why your breath reeked.

“I think you’ve had enough for one day…or maybe a week.  Hell, maybe even a month.”

You tried to resist him by letting go, but Mikey was persistant about it and kept his arms tight around you and dragged you to your room while you thrashed and hit his arms.  Then you started to do the innocent voice and puppy dogs eyes maneuver, pretending to cry and say you were hot and needed air.  He wasn’t having it.

He turned on your tv in your room and tossed you onto the bed, and before you could get up he hovered himself over you and wrapped his arms around you, then laying beside you and holding your back securely to his chest so you weren’t able to get away.

“No more.”  Mikey said as he nuzzled his nose into your neck.  Thankfully it didn’t take you long to stop resisting and close your eyes, darkness taking you away until morning which was going to e absolutely horrible.  Mikey never thought you’d go this far with this stuff, and frankly it scared him. He didn’t want you doing something to hurt yourself if he was away, he wouldn’t be able to stand it.  Thankfully he was there to watch over you for the night.

Mad Max and Motherhood

When Furiosa finds the Vuvalini, she announces herself with the following words: ‘I am one of the Vuvalini, of the many mothers. My initiate mother was Katie Concannon. I am the daughter of Mary Jo Bassa. My clan was Swaddle Dog.’

This tells us Furiosa came from a matriarchal culture where ‘initiate mothers’ and older female role models were considered just as important as real mothers. She was raised and taught by a whole host of mother figures, and she clings tightly to this part of her identity.

We also know that Furiosa was stolen to act as breeding stock, but when she failed to produce any children she was discarded as worthless and had to become ‘one of the boys.’ By her skill and determination, she worked her way up through the ranks of Immortan Joe’s war boys until she reached a position where she was able to escape.

And all this makes me realise how cathartic it must have been to meet the wives and form a relationship with them. Throughout the film we watch her care for them, protect them and teach them. We watch her pass on her skills and knowledge to this new generation of women. We watch her relate to these women as a woman herself. We watch as her attitude towards them becomes almost entirely protective and maternal. Her mention of having an ‘initiate mother’ is particularly striking, since it would appear that Furiosa became just such a mother to the wives.

The only part of motherhood Joe valued was the actual birthgiving - a sentiment gruesomely displayed by the crude caesarean forced on Angharad. But the Vuvalini had many different ways to be mothers, and Furiosa proves that the most important part of motherhood is not the production of children, but the act of teaching and protecting. This, alongside the wives’ assertion that ‘Our babies will not be warlords,’ the culture of toxic masculinity that surrounds the war boys from being separated from their mothers at birth and the fact that a new, peaceful generation is ushered in by the war pups lowering the lift and the Milking Mothers throwing off their chains to give water to Wretched, tells us that the true value of motherhood does not lie in the ability to bear children, but in a woman’s ability to teach, influence and shape future generations.