WELLLLLlll okay it’s not a shirt, but only because the original image itself was an odd dimension size and a bit too small and resizing it would have made it blurry when printing on a shirt. BUT when I get a bit of free time (pffttttcute Xedra, ‘free time’) I want to remake the image to be of a high enough resolution to print on a shirt. :D
But I do love me some mugs, so I’m more than pleased as punch right now. A mighty thirst indeed ahuhuhuh~ :D Thanks so much, @asrielisdeadandfloweyisabitch <3
REQUEST:Alec and (Y/N) are dating but she is human and he visits her at night to make sure she is safe and she introcuces him to human things such as Netflix and video games.
(Y/N) and Alec Lightwood made a surprisingly cute couple. Alec, who was a shadowhunter, always hated mundanes. He never considered them as inferior, but he has always found them quite helpless and confusing. He never understood them or their lifestyle or why they were so fond of such things as Twitter or TV reality shows. Obviously, mundanes didn’t have to worry about demons or th battle against evil, but Alec thought that there were more important things to do in life than sit on a couch and watch a football game.
This is why everybody was surprised to see Alec get on really well with a mundane. (Y/N) and Alec met at a bar in town one night. Alec was on a mission with his sister, Isabelle, and (Y/N) was just having a few drinks all by herself. Alec had accidentally spilled a drink all over (Y/N)’s shirt as he pushed someone out of the way. He was such in a rush to leave the bar – which was way too crowded with mundanes to his displeasure, that he hadn’t noticed that (Y/N) was yelling at him, until she voluntarily spilled her own drink on him. “What the hell?” Alec had shouted as he turned around to face a very angry-looking girl. “Newt time, you’d want to be more careful and apologize!” (Y/N) has yelled back at him. “What did I do?” Alec asked, confused but still angry. “You’re being a jerk!” (Y/N) had said before storming out of the bar.
Then, a few days later, Alec and (Y/N) bumped into each other again, but this time, the atmosphere was a lot more at peace. (Y/N) had apologized to Alec for her behaviour in the bar. “I was having a bad day and, well, I was a bit drunk.” (Y/N) had explained to him. She had offered him to go get some coffee and, to his own surprise, Alec had accepted. Since then, they were always hanging out together. Alec had told her that he was a shadowhunter and, oddly, (Y/N) didn’t seem surprised. “I had a friend once, she was a shadowhunter too. I could tell you were one by the runes on your arms.” (Y/N) had told Alec. “People usually think they are tattoos.” Alec shrugged. “People are usually blind. They only see what they want to see.” (Y/N) had said.
(Y/N) was sat on her bed when she heard footsteps downstairs. She grabbed the first thing she found and held it in front of her, ready to defend herself. But the person who opened her bedroom door was no murderer or kidnaper, but her boyfriend, Alec Lightwood. Alec looked at his girlfriend, who was holding a lamp in her hand. “What the hell are you doing?” He asked, puzzled. “I thought you were a intruder!” (Y/N) said, putting the lamp back down on her bedside table. “And what were you hoping to achieve with a lamp? Blinding me?” Alec asked, slightly amused. “Oh, shut up.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes. “I wish you would stop using a rune to unlock the front door. Normal people knock, you know.” (Y/N) stated. “Normal people are boring.” Alec shrugged. Alec sat down on the bed next to (Y/N) and kissed her forehead. “I was just checking on you. Is everything OK?” Alec asked. “Yes. You know you don’t have to check on me every night, right? I can defend myself.” (Y/N) said, she sounded confident. “Yeah, I saw that. That lamp looks pretty lethal.” Alec said, sarcastically. “Shut up, will you?” (Y/N) laughed as she threw a cushion at Alec. He laughed too but then looked serious again. “It’s just that now that Valentine is back and everything, I’m worried about you.” Alec declared, concerned. “I’m fine, Alec. Plus, I’m not gonna wander around the streets at night. I have a date with Netflix tonight.” (Y/N) smiled. “What?” Alec said, angrily. “What?” (Y/N) asked, confused. “Who’s that guy?” Alec was furious. “What guy?” (Y/N) aked, perplexed. “That Netflix guy? The guy you said you’re going on a date with!” (Y/N) bursted out laughing. Alec still looked furious. “You think it’s funny?” “No, babe, listen.” (Y/N) tried to stop laughing. “Netflix isn’t a guy. It’s a Platform to watch movies and TV series.” (Y/N) eplained. “But you just said something about a date.” Alec said, confused. “It’s an expression. What I meant to say was that my plans for tonight are to watch movies on Netflix, see?” (Y/N) turned the TV on and the screen read ‘NETFLIX’. “Oh.” Alec felt a little embarrassed. “I would never go on a date with someone else than my adorable non-mundane boyfriend.” (Y/N) declared. (Y/N) kissed Alec’s lips and then looked at him. “Do you have plans for tonight?” “Not really.” Alec shrugged. “Would you stay with me then? We can cuddle and Watch Netflix together.” (Y/N) said. “I’d like that.” Alec smiled and laid down on the bed, holding (Y/N) tight against his chest as they watched ‘FRIENDS’ for the rest of the night.
“I like Netflix, after all.” Alec told his girlfriend, halfway through their ‘FRIENDS’ marathon. “Welcome to the mundane world.” (Y/N) smiled. “I mean, as long as it’s not a guy who is trying to steal my girlfriend.” Alec added. (Y/N) laughed and kissed Alec passionately.
Xander in the Spring Heroes thing must be incredibly weird from Kiran’s perspective (I mean, even weirder than it actually is)
Because by this point, Chrom, Lucina and Camilla can all be in your army, so you’re friends with them and you’re kind of used to them enough for the bunny thing to be funny and not horribly jarring
But all you know about Xander is that he’s a serious guy who’s tried to kill you three times because the kid he basically adopted for no reason told him to
And then he shows up in a bunny outfit wielding a carrot and being all like “SPRING IS HERE” like how do you reconcile that with what you know of him so far. What is happening. Is he still trying to kill you? Are you, the more-or-less helpless summoner, going to get murdered by a giant carrot? Is that how you’re going to go? Or is this his way of saying that he doesn’t want to kill you any more? Either way I think if I was in that situation I’d be a little bit afraid.
The Request: The reader and Negan get into a huge fight over something (what it’s over is up to you, lol) and the reader is fed up/hurt and decides to sneak out and leave The Sanctuary. She comes across another group, and they seem fine at first, but it turns out they’re not, and they’re horrible (to her, and to other people, to what extent is up to you).
Because they’re horrible, one day they fuck with the wrong person (Negan, lol) and they steal his stuff or maybe ambush his people (like Rick did, only they do it to get supplies) and so, he’s obv gonna find and punish them. When he comes to punish them, he sees the reader and can tell they’ve been awful to her, so after he’s through giving the assholes what they deserve, he saves her, tells her he’s sorry, and that he loves her?
And basically, just as happy an ending.
Characters: Negan, Reader (OC), Simon, Other OC characters
Rating: Mature (For Swearing & Dark Situations)
Warnings: Swearing, Threat of Rape (not by Negan), Abusive Situations, Some Fluff.
Notes: I absolutely adore the person who requested this, so I hope it’s okay. I thought of making this multiple parts because it’s kind of long, but decided in the end to make it a short story one shot. Hope it’s good enough!
Summary: Reader and Bob are secretly dating. However, their characters just got together on the show and on a conference everyone teases them about it. It makes them, especially reader, feel uncomfortable. So reader confronts the cast members about it and Bob unintentionally reveals that they are dating which makes cast freak out.
I couldn’t decide if this con was disaster or the best time of my life. It was the first con when I and Bob were a couple. The problem was that no one knew.
We had decided to keep it a secret. In fact I didn’t know why, but it was Bob’s idea. He thought that it would be better because it would prevent us from getting various kinds of reactions from fans. Because this fandom could be really harsh towards the actors and make our lives a living hell.
Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x reader Word Count: 1,672ish T/W: Smut! A/N: Okay, I blame Adorable Anon for bringing up Lin’s mouth.
Kicking your heels off at the front door you slowly made your way to the bedroom. It had to be at least 11 o’clock at night. You were completely over the dress you were in. Your hair fell messily around your face as you took out the bobby pins. Feeling entirely drained you slipped off your dress and fell face first onto your bed, feet dangling off. You didn’t notice your husband walk into the room. He stood in the doorway for a moment to take you in, he saw you huff, continuing to lay facedown.
“How was the work party?” he asked.
You mumbled into the mattress. To which he chuckled and sat at the edge of the bed, rubbing up and down the back of your thigh. Feeling the soft, thin fabric of your stockings against his finger tips. It was a bit humorous to see you flopped onto the mattress in a fancy pair of matching underwear and stockings, but he tried his best to be serious.
“What happened?” he tried again, looking back at you.
“Well, for starters,” you crossed your arms, turning your head to the side, so you could see him, “remember that old guy? Yeah, well he was there and he wouldn’t stop making comments at me. Oh, and then I had to listen to all of Maria’s issues, which, fine whatever. But then oh, then, Charles pointed out how short I was even in heels and everybody thought it was funny and wouldn’t let it go…”
“Aww, well, I like that you’re short,” Alex smiled, turning back to you, “I’ll tell Laurens to go after Lee, he’s been wanting to for a while anyways.”
“Thanks,” you managed a smile for a second, “It’s just really stressful. You know how I don’t like parties. They make me feel…I dunno.”
You let out another big huff, crawling to the middle of the bed, and laying on your back, bending your knees a little. Resting a hand on your forehead you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. Alex bit his lip getting an idea. He crawled in between your legs, hooking an arm under your already bent leg. His fingertips stroked the side of your thigh. Kissing the inside of it. Sighing again, you enjoyed that.
“Maybe I can make you feel a little better?” he said in a tone that let you know exactly what he meant.
The long awaited chapter 2! Also finale! Sorry for taking ten years to finish this. I got a new job so I’ve been working 24/7 and obviously me being me I got around to finishing this right when school starts. Well! I hope it meets everyone’s expectations, I’m actually extremely nervous writing this one because of the feedback I got for part 1. I hope you enjoy!
(God bless this photo again and whoever captured this beauty)
Summary: Jaebum is one of the most notorious gang leaders in South Korea. He is merciless and brutal allowing him and his group, GOT7, to own most of Seoul. One day he goes after a young female who happened to be interfering with his business, who ultimately stole 40 grand from him. However, he got the wrong girl. She was nothing but a poor student who worked overtime at night to pay for her rent, and when she’s not busy with school or work her favourite pass time was to give Jaebum a never-ending headache. The girl didn’t steal 40 grand from him. She stole so much more, his heart.
I blink flicking my eyes between Namjoon to Jaebum.
Jaebum’s jaw protruded out, something he did when he was angry. But compared to my brother, Namjoon was livid I could feel the heat curling off his skin. I move from Jaebum and stood in front of the slightly taller male. I place my hands on his shoulders and shook him. Namjoon finally breaks his intense staring contest with Jaebum and looks down at me where he realized that I was perfectly okay.
“Calm down,” I order and his eyes cast lower until they met the love kissed skin on my neck and the attire I was wearing. But surprisingly he closes his eyes for a moment with a sigh. I let my grip loosen on him as he seemingly calmed down but he suddenly shoves me behind his large frame.
“I should’ve made sure you were fucking dead!” My brother growls lunging for Jaebum.
I scream watching Namjoon’s fist connecting with Jaebum’s jaw sending him into the ground.
“And buried you six feet under!” Namjoon yells wrapping his long fingers around Jaebum’s already bruised neck, “I fuck you up and you go fuck my baby sister?!” He spits out, his grip tightening at each word.
“It’s…not like…that!” Jaebum gasps biting his lip as he struggles to rip Namjoon’s strong grip that was crushing his windpipe. In a panic I threw myself onto my brother’s back and hugged him tightly begging for him to stop. I could feel the muscles on his back ripple through his coat as he made no attempt in stopping. So I did what I had to.
I pull the collar of his shirt down and chomped my teeth down on his neck. The pain snaps him out of his kill mode. Allowing Jaebum to shove Namjoon off of him sending me toppling over as well. They both take a moment to breathe heavily with a hand clasped over their neck. I hit my brother a few times on his back for good measure before panting and sitting down on my knees at the sudden adrenaline rush.
“Okay first, I can’t believe you bit me. And second,” my older brother pants, “I can’t believe you did it in those Ryan Bear pjs!” For some reason he sounded more upset over the second issue.
“Namjoon ah! And I can’t believe you tried to kill my boyfriend!” I retort causing him to cringe.
“He’s not who you think he is,” Namjoon sighs rolling his eyes while rubbing at the teeth marks imprinted on his neck.
“And you aren’t who I thought you were too…and you’re my big bro.”
I frown standing up to kneel beside Jaebum. I place a hand over his to remove it from his neck so I can take a good look at what my brother did to him. Not only did Namjoon stab him, he also strangled him, he has a lot of explaining to do. I suck my teeth visibly seeing discolouration on his neck in the shape of a handprint. Jaebum gazes at me as I run the pads of my fingers against the sensitive skin. I look up sternly back at my brother then to Jaebum.
“You both have a lot of explaining to do. And there won’t be any hitting in my apartment got that?”
As y’all can see i’m slowly coming back! This is based on the song by nicki minaj,meek mill and chris brown- all eyes on you,requested by anonymous. Enjoy!
Are you here lookin’ for love? Got the the club goin’ crazy All these bitches, but my eyes on you Is you somebody’s baby? If you ain’t, girl what we gon’ do?
Zico had managed to make a name for himself and for his group. He was talented and a hard worker, a young man making more money than people that are twice his age ever did, he was proud of what he has achieved in such short amount of time.
Although money, articles, shows and tours could not fulfill his one wish, which was to find love.He thought he had but that woman was not the right one. She was great, he was hooked, but the relationship slipped away too easily, he was sad but he knew that he was not what she needed and neither was she, some people were just not meant to be.
That was when you came in the picture. He knew very well who you were, you were a very famous rapper in the US and Europe, you were biracial, a beautiful Blasian woman. You had just signed in dean’s company joombas and Hyuk took it upon himself to introduce you to some of his friends.
He was left in awe when he saw you in that electric blue dress as you proudly walked to them in the club and hugged Hyuk. He introduced you to them and Zico took a little bit of an extra time at holding your hand.Soon the liquor started flowing and you and Zico got a bit closer.
“It’s a big step coming here in Korea, what did your boyfriend say?”
“I have a boyfriend? I didn’t know that”
You joked and gave a giggle. Mission succesfull, he knew for sure you were single
“Choose and pick, get the right one All these chicks, got to like one All these hit you, got to like one All these bittles, Got to like some All these models, got the right one What you gon’ do? Hide or run?”
Soon you and Jiho became very close to eachother. You spend more time with each other, most of it at the studio since you decided to debut as a Korean rapper with a song that he will feature in. The song was going amazing and the chemistry between you was flowing and growing stronger everyday.
“Try to focus on the you like ‘all eyes on YOU, kind of leaving a breath to that word”
You agreed and put your headphones back in. You trusted Jiho, he was a very skilfull producer and you knew he had the best interested, also you kind of had a crush on him.
You came out of the booth and finally wrapped up the song. You were so happy when you heard it, it was very nice smooth song, also you couldn’t help but hear how nice Jiho’s voice went with yours
“Should I post a sneak peek of the song?
”“No, let’s just take a pic of us two and post it"You nodded and opened the camera app with the fron camera. Zico slid with his chair to you and brought his face closer to your. You took what felt like a hundred of pics and then looked for the right one.
"Choose the right one. The guys that think have a chance with you have to see it”
“What do you mean?”
You questioned him without taking your eyes from your screen, looking closely to every pic thinking if it’s the right one.
“Cause I can’t have guys hit on my girlfriend”
That’s when your eyes snapped to him. Jiho was just evilly smirking at you.
“Don’t look at me like that, I put it out there, now it’s all eyes on you”
I got him in the back of that back, I think he catchin’ feelings Now it’s all eyes on us, and it’s all eyes on trust And if them bitches wanna trip, tell 'em they tour guides on us”
It was the first time Jiho was so open about his personal life, he didn’t feel the need to hide how he felt. He had to hold your hand wherever you went, he was happy.
Also, the tabloits were extremely happy about this, they could see the money rolling up from this. They tried to take you down, everyone had their eyes on you two, waiting for one of you to do a mistake and blow it out of proposion.
"Are they serious? Are they ever going to drop it?”
You said but still smilling. This was funny to you, you couldn’t care less about what articles or the so called “fans” said about you or him ort he relationship. Jiho was epickly impressed by your courage.
“Aren’t you a little bit upset?”
He asked laying in bed. You smilled and crawled at the bed next to him and hugged him, feeling the warmth of his body made you feel at such ease
“No cause that’s what they want me to do. If I get upset or you get upset, we will start fighting and then our trust will be ruined which will end in a break up. Our trust is what keeps us going, if they want to do this then go ahead, but I won’t let them take you away”
Got7 Reaction When You Sleep With Them In A Bed For The First Time
Anonymous said: Hey I’m the anon who requested for the GOT7 being clingy and wanting to cuddle. OMG I LOVED IT A LITTLE TOO MUCH! Especially Mark & Yugyeom’s reaction gahhh!! I need more hehe thank you for your hard work can you please do a GOT7 reaction when you sleep with them in a bed for the first time (like just lay down in each other’s arms and fall asleep). Hehe thank you so much~
Mark made you stay at the dorm as it was pouring down outside. It was already really late and he didn’t want you to drive home as the roads were very slippery. The two of you had only been dating for two months, you got really nervous about sleeping in the same bed as Mark, but Mark was very sweet about it. He even offered to sleep on a mattress on the floor, but you convinced him that you were fine. You borrowed one of his t-shirts and some gym shorts. The shorts were unnecessary as the shirt went to about the middle of your thigh. At first, it was kinda awkward as the both of you were laying at the very edge of the bed but you slowly scooted closer and rested your head on his shoulder. It was an uncomfortable position, but you kinda wanted him to know that you didn’t mind cuddling, and he got the message and turned around so he could wrap his arms around you. It made you relax almost right away, and within minutes you were sleeping like a baby.
“She’s so cute!”
You were feeling horrible. You had gotten the flu and it was bad enough for you to pass out. You wished it had stayed that way because you felt like shit. You were lucky enough to pass out as you were leaving the dorm, so Jaebum had lifted you into his bed and he had been caring for you the whole day. He had cooked for you, gotten your medicine for you, and given you an electric blanket when you were cold, and setting up the fan for you when you were hot. He was being the perfect boyfriend, and you were laying on the bed looking like a mess and sleeping all the time. You fell asleep shortly after you ate dinner, and you slept until Jaebum decided to go to bed. When he walked into the cold room, he felt your forehead to check your temperature, and you were burning up. When he got into the bed, you started thrashing around in your fever dreams, and Jaebum slowly took you into his arms to calm you. You snuggled into his chest as your body was shaking. Jaebum assumed you were cold, even though you were burning up, so he turned on the electric blanket as he closed his eyes with a soft smile.
“I hope she feels better tomorrow.”
It all started out as the monthly movie night when BamBam suggested watching a horror movie instead of the comedy or action movie you usually watched. Jackson protested loudly but as everyone else including you agreed you decided to watch The Ring. Jackson hid his face every time the girl appeared on the screen, and when the movie reached its most exciting point he just hid under the blanket while clinging onto you for dear life, there was still a not so manly scream from him once in a while, when he heard what was happening in the movie. When the movie finally came to an end, Jackson refused to let you go home. You had to protect him the entire night since you were the one who suggested the movie. So when you both climbed into bed, he clung onto you for dear life and he didn’t move the entire night. You were quite impressed, even though you had a hard time breathing when he woke up and hugged you tightly, to get a sense of security. You were squeezed nearly to death, but it was just too funny to see Jackson so scared, that you didn’t really mind it.
“I’m convinced the phone is going to ring and tell me that I only have 7 days. Don’t laugh, I’m serious…”
Jinyoung tried to unlock the door to the dorm, but he kept missing the keyhole, which made him giggle loudly. You gently took the key and unlocked the door. You guided him into the living room, where you sat him down on the couch. The two of you had gone clubbing with some friends, and Jinyoung ended up getting really drunk, so when he missed the chair and fell to the floor you had decided that it was time for him to go home. You grabbed him a glass of water, which he happily drank. You helped him remove his makeup, and brush his teeth, and give him some clothes he could change into. When you finally guided him into his bed, he plopped down, right away and fell asleep. You weren’t sober enough to drive home so you decided to sleep on the couch, as you were about to leave the room as Jinyoung whined loudly and stretched his arms towards you. “Don’t leave me all alone,” he pouted, and you, of course, couldn’t resist and climbed into the bed with him. He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his face into your neck as you both fell into a heavy, drunk sleep.
“Don’t leave me all alone~”
You slowly opened the door to Youngjae’s bedroom. You had a horrible nightmare, where he had broken up with you, and you wanted nothing more than to cuddle him. You were staying at a friends house, and you were supposed to sleep in the same bed for the first time, but you had stayed up late and talked to your friends, and you didn’t want to wake Youngjae up so you decided to sleep in one of the spare rooms. But when you woke up with tears running down your cheeks, and your heart racing you told yourself it was okay to walk into Youngjae’s room. The heavy door made a loud noise as you opened it and Youngjae sat up in bed in an instant. He looked at you with wide eyes, they became normal size for a moment but then he saw your tear strained face, and he was by your side in seconds. “What’s wrong?” He asked, in a low voice as you sat down on the bed. You told him about your dream, and he promised you that he didn’t have any plan of leaving you so you didn’t have to worry. Youngjae cuddled you in an attempt to calm you down, and you fell asleep right away.
”Awwww, babe, it’s okay I won’t leave you”
You and your best friend BamBam were going to a trip to your home country, and you were very excited! That was until you got to the hotel room and saw it was a double bed instead of two single beds. Your face heated up as you apologized to him and tried to head to the lobby to explain that you needed two single beds. BamBam stopped you and assured you that he was fine, and he didn’t mind sleeping in the bed with you. That made your face heat up even more as you nodded and started to settle into the room. You and BamBam had an amazing day. You went to the local restaurants and you showed him the area where you grew up. The day ended with you sitting by a park where you had spend a lot of time as a kid. BamBam were looking at your lips as you told about your childhood, and you couldn’t help but fall silent as he distracted you. He suddenly leaned in and kissed you, it was as if time had stopped, as the only sound you were able to hear was the sound of your own racing heartbeat. BamBam, pulled away and then he started talking as if nothing happened. The two of you went back to the hotel and the double bed was a very welcome sight as the two of you got ready for bed and for the first time you fell asleep in BamBam’s warm embrace, and you wouldn’t change it for the world.
“Trust me Y/N! The double bed is no problem!”
The first time you and Yugyeom slept together came pretty naturally. You were horrified for Yugyeom to spend the night as you were nervous that he tried to do something, and since the two of you hadn’t been dating for long you didn’t feel quite ready for that. All night you had tried to avoid going to bed, with watching movies in the living room and drinking tea on the small balcony in your apartment. Around midnight Yugyeom suggested that the two of you went to sleep, and you became nervous again. Yugyeom changed his clothes first, and when you were done changing you walked into the bedroom, where Yugyeom was laying in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. He was watching How I Met Your Mother on the TV you had in your bedroom. He smiled at you, and opened his arms, inviting you to come and cuddle. You quickly laid down beside him and he wrapped his arms around you. Before long, the both of you fell asleep while watching TV, and it was the best sleep you had for a long time.
First, can people please quit the ‘and Disney’s patting themselves on the back for this’ thing? I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve heard people say that.
Disney never did what they’re accused of. They didn’t even say a word about it on social media or in the press, as far as I’m concerned (correct me if I’m wrong, I might be.) They weren’t even behind the idea of making LeFou gay.
The movie’s director and Josh Gad were. It wasn’t even in the script in the first place. It was just Bill Condon, a gay man whose long-time partner is a producer of the movie, taking that decision (be it to make LeFou gay or roll with Josh Gad’s interpretation, I admit I’m not sure how it happened exactly), letting Josh Gad do his thing, and then hoping Disney would be okay with it. I don’t care what you think of Disney in general, I’m personally not a Disney fan in the first place, but I care about misinformation.
Because it was Bill Condon, in an interview with a gay magazine, deciding he wanted to reveal it and being happy about it because he’d tried to include diversity in his movie. Not Disney. And what did he say about the ‘gay moment’, that wasn’t included in the Internet article? (it wasn’t the full version, if you wanted to read the whole thing you had to buy the magazine) That he was anxious not to overstate it, because “it’s a moment - it only lasts five seconds.” He never tried to pretend the scene would be huge.
Do you know who patted Disney on the back as if they were behind that decision? Do you know who ignored the full article to make their own, and by doing so did exactly what Bill Condon didn’t want to happen, and spread misinformation everywhere? The media.
Do you know who didn’t do a tiny bit of research that didn’t require buying the magazine before getting all mad and hateful? You all.
I’m tired of your negativity. I’m tired of you all shitting on the movie without even seeing it because you heard the 'gay moment’ is a three seconds scene. Shitting on LeFou without even giving him a chance because all you see is his animated counterpart (and god, did I hate the animated LeFou, and still do,) even though with a little bit of research you would have known he wasn’t going to be portrayed like a villain and an actual fool in the live action.
Besides, there’s more than that ‘gay moment’ at the end. LeFou really is gay and it’s there for the whole movie, as it should be. He’s not just thrown in a guy’s arms and whoop, surprise, he’s gay! Except the Gaston scene, it was subtly obvious that LeFou was gay, which I think is accurate given the time period (by that I mean he’s not going to openly tell everyone who wants to hear it that he likes men–particularly in that village)
Then, LeFou wasn’t funny because he’s gay. He was just funny. And gay. To be honest sometimes Lumière and Cogsworth felt more like comic relief characters than LeFou did.
That’s for the people who haven’t seen it and decided they wouldn’t. Now, about those who have seen it. I honestly can’t believe how many of you are like ‘there’s only one gay moment and it was shit and his gayness was played for laughs’ when… no? There’s more? Did we see the same movie?
And then, there are all the people saying LeFou is a homophobic stereotype.
Let’s be honest here, the only scene in which you could argue he was a flamboyant gay stereotype was the ‘Gaston’ scene. Yeah. That one over the top musical number. In which LeFou was confident, happy and adorable and didn’t give a flying f*ck what people thought of him. And guess what? No one in the movie ever mocks him for it, ever even reacts to him being flamboyant. Not even that asshole Gaston. I personally thought it was an amazing moment.
So… we’re going to do a LeFou scenes recap.
Introduction: LeFou’s funny, not because he’s gay but because he’s pretty much insulting Gaston and Gaston doesn’t notice. It’s basically shown he’s more clever and more reasonable than Gaston. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
Arriving in the village: he just gets off his horse and tells the Bimbettes who were gushing over Gaston that it’s never going to happen. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
Conversation with Gaston after ‘Belle’: he’s got a funny line, but it has nothing to do with him being gay. Then, he does a little head move and a sort of humming sound before following Gaston, that’s true. It could be interpreted as LeFou trying to imitate Gaston, or him acting towards Gaston the same way Gaston acts towards the Bimbettes. Either way, are you really going to hate on him for that little thing?
Mirror: he’s being his little sassy self. Nothing to say until the 'me neither.’ Probably the only moment that could be considered as 'gay for jokes.’
He wasn’t more ridiculous than Gaston a second before, though.
Already talked about the Gaston scene above.
After the ‘Gaston’ scene: “LeFou you’re the best, how is it no girl has snatched you up yet?” - “I’ve been told I’m clingy, but I really don’t get it” was basically a ‘I’m gay and I have a crush on you’ moment, and I don’t know about you, but I’ve seen the movie eight times, and no one ever laughed. Because it’s not funny. The tone of the moment, the absence of music… that scene clearly touched on the ‘LeFou is gay’ subject, probably in the most direct way in the whole movie, but wasn’t played nor shot as something funny. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
In the woods: LeFou’s once again funny in this one, but because of how he deals with Maurice’s babbling about the Beast and the castle, and with Gaston’s anger. Funny lines, funny expressions easing the oncoming darkness of the scene. Again, it has nothing to do with the fact he’s gay. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
In the tavern: for the second time LeFou shows he has a conscience and questions Gaston’s actions. He’s not comfortable with what has been done and will be done in the scene. There’s nothing funny about him in that scene. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
Mob: once again he tries to talk some sense into Gaston. Nothing funny here, at all. This is the most serious LeFou gets. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
Castle battle: LeFou is back to being funny at some points (‘you must be his grandmother’)
Also he knows how to give a good punch, you go boy.
Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
Ending: just some dancing. Nothing stereotyped about him nor his mannerisms.
So, yeah. This is what makes some people call LeFou a “homophobic stereotype.” Two tiny, not even five seconds moments at the beginning of the movie, out of everything else that was absolutely fine, and yeah, an over the top musical number.
I’m not saying LeFou is perfect representation. But it’s a start, and not a terrible one, by a gay director who had nothing but good intentions.
Listen. LeFou doesn’t die. LeFou doesn’t end up heartbroken. He’s not a villain. We’ve got a smart, sassy, confident canon gay character in a 1 billion dollars Disney movie, who goes through actual character development, taking him from worshipping and admiring Gaston because of their years of friendship and his loyalty and love for him, to questioning Gaston’s actions, to trying to confront him, to switching sides and being hinted at getting the boyfriend he deserves at the end.
Isn’t that enough for a first? I mean, believe me, I want a gay princess or a gay prince as well. I want a queer Disney story. We’re not there yet, but we will be. And it starts with characters like LeFou.
To those of you who are/were upset by LeFou’s character: I’m not saying you have no right to be. This is how you feel. This post isn’t for you, but if it helped change your mind, great! But there’s being upset or upset and angry… and then there’s just being angry bordering on straight up hateful. Too many people are just bitter and angry and spreading useless hate, including people who haven’t even seen the movie. I think that’s a shame. LeFou is a good character. They’ve done a wonderful job reinterpreting him, and he and the movie don’t deserve any of the hate they’re getting.
I guess I’m done here. This is what I wanted to say. I love LeFou, I love what they did with his character, I’m hopeful for the future of queer characters in Disney movies, and I’m not going to be sorry for it.
ps: don’t bother with anon hate, I won’t answer and I’ll immediately block you.
Request: Can you please write an Avengers
x reader fic, really angsty? Thank you x
Fury had put you on the team very recently. But they had yet
to actually meet you. They had never heard your voice, seen your face, or being
within the same building of them. But they heard rumours.
They heard the story. The story that stuck. That story being
how you came to be here. You were a product of HYDRA, almost a stray child. You
were given training, but apparently it was worse than what they gave Nat. You
felt no sympathy, nor empathy, no feelings. No soul. However your job was
special. Your missions were to get people to confess or to spill secrets. You
would kidnap them, lock them away, and then do unspeakable things to them. Days
later HYDRA had information that none other than a certain missing person knew,
who was found dead just days later as a mutilated corpse. They say Fury had actually
found you when he found your torture room and in the midst of getting a man to
confess. He had been lucky enough to shoot you to be subdued and that’s how you
got here. They said that that’s why you were yet to be introduced- you were
healing and fighting back.
Request: Hi could I request a Draco x pregnant reader story? Where Draco is extremely protective, possessive, and you can just tell he worships the reader? Sorry if this isn’t that great, it’s just that it’s been stuck in my head for ages.”
Summary: You’re pregnant, and Draco is treating you like you’re the most fragile thing in the room. This new side of him is quite foreign to you, but you can’t say you’re complaining.
Universe: Harry Potter
Word Count: 1,232
Warnings: None, just really fluffy.
A/N: I absolutely love this request, because it’s different and sweet! I just really love writing Protective-Father!Draco, it’s absolutely heartwarming! I hope you like it, love! If you ever want to request anything, feel free! My ask box is always open! xx
Draco had been designing your baby boy’s room for the past month, and he had started to worry you. He wouldn’t come out of that room unless he heard you trying to bustle around the house, scurrying out of the room to help you with whatever you needed before you could get your hands on anything.
“No, no, no!” He would shout, holding out his arms to stop you from moving anywhere, gently placing you back down on the couch. “There we are. You just relax, love. Let me. What do you need?”
You would continuously insist that you need to get off this damn couch you’ve been stuck on for what you felt were ages, but Draco would just shush you with a kiss upon the lips and forehead, demanding that you let him do all the work.
“Let me do it, please. You don’t need to strain yourself any more than you have already, I’ve got it!”
You placed a hand on his shoulder, smiling at him. “Draco, I haven’t strained myself one bit today-”
“Then let’s keep it that way, shall we?” He would insist, placing another chaste kiss to your lips before tending to your every need.
When your mood swings would arrive, Draco would be completely understanding, bringing you into his arms and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
One time you even threatened to leave him all because he wouldn’t stop giving you the apple pie you had continuously asked, as idiotic as it might sound. He was shocked at your outburst, but he knew it was just the hormones, so he ignored it and continued to take care of you.
“We’ll get through this, love. I promise.”
Whenever you would try to take a peak into your soon-to-be baby boy’s bedroom, Draco would shoo you away, running out of the room and shutting it immediately, looking over at you with baby blue paint on his pale cheeks and forehead. You would grin at the sight, adoring it.
Draco always loved to speak to his son through your tummy before going to bed. He would usually place both of his large, pale hands on the side of your bump and crouch down so he’s eye-level with his soon to be son. He would whisper all the things he would teach him, how to control his magic, or how he can cook french fries in the oven.
You would giggle at how cute Draco would act when speaking to his baby boy, and he would look up at you with a certain sparkle in his eye. Then he would go on to say how good of a mother you’ll be and to treat you right.
“Make sure to cherish her for as long as you can, okay? She’s amazing, trust me. She’ll put you to sleep with just her voice. You’ll love her. Maybe not as much I love her, but you’ll love her, nonetheless.”
And whenever Draco would finish his speech, he would always look back up at you before slipping a kiss upon your bump, sliding back up to pull you into his arms.
“We’re going to be a great family.” He would state with a large amount of confidence in his voice, causing a jovial laugh to escaped your mouth.
You would look up at him with a gleam in your eyes that made his heart skip a beat and his chest swell. “Yes we are.” You would coo before moving up to place a kiss upon his lips.
His eyes would flutter close at the contact, and he would bring his hand up to lace his fingers through your hair, deepening the kiss only so much more. He would hum against your lips when your hand started to play with the small blonde hairs on the back of his neck, running your fingers through his hair momentarily.
Whenever you two were in public, possibly shopping for baby clothes, Draco would pick out the most corniest ones, claiming that your son would look like the most handsome man in them. You would chuckle and shake your head, demanding for him to put them back where he found them.
“That’s bloody hideous, Draco! Put them back!”
Draco would pout, but place them back on the shelf, nonetheless.
Whenever you would feel contractions, Draco would immediately be by your side, rubbing the small of your back comfortingly.
“Love? Love! Is it coming, is it happening?!” He would sputter in worry, holding your hand as you bent down to hold one hand on your knee.
You would try to catch your breath, but Draco wouldn’t let you, insisting that you go with him to the hospital.
“Come on. There we are. Let’s go. We’re going to the hospital right now.”
You would stop his from taking you, assuring him you were fine and that it was just contractions. He would still insists, muttering under his breath, but whenever you kissed him after you catch your breath, he would stop complaining almost immediately.
“I love when you kiss my worries away.” He would whisper against your lips, causing you to giggle and him smile.
“I know, I can tell.” You would tease, bringing him closer to you.
And when he was finally finished, Draco would let you come into the baby’s room so you could see the final masterpiece. You would gasp, covering your mouth as tears slowly started to trail down your cheeks. Draco would look at you, proud of his work, and cradle you to his chest when you started crying.
“It’s beautiful.” You would whisper, admiring the little ornaments he had placed above the crib he had built himself.
A chuckle would escape his mouth, the sound vibrating against your ear. He would just rub your back soothingly, looking around the room with utter joy in his expression.
“It is, isn’t it?”
When your water had broke, Draco started to panic. He had no clue as to what to do, but you had instructed him as best you can, and soon, you were on your way to the hospital.
“It’s actually going to happen…” Draco would whisper to himself, squeezing your hand as his eyes began to water. His chest would tighten whenever you let out a scream, and he tried his best to wish the pain away and focus on helping you through this.
The moment you two walked through the birthing room, tears had started to cascade down Draco’s cheeks, making you laugh at the sight.
“It’s not funny, Y/N, this is a serious moment!” He would spit, but you could sense the teasing tone behind his words. You would just smile, wiping his tears away and assuring it will all be alright.
And it surely was alright. You had finally given birth, and you were blessed with your beautiful baby boy, Scorpius Malfoy. Draco made sure to take real steady care with him once he was ready to be picked up, and he couldn’t help the tears from falling down his face.
He couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest man alive. He was blessed with two amazing people, his wife and his son. And in that moment, he knew he’d do everything in his power to protect you both, promising to himself that no matter what happens, he will always be there for the both of you.