ugh these two give me all the feelings

Parent Adam and Belle Headcanons

Because yes. 

  • Belle holds off on telling Adam she’s pregnant for the longest time, because she wants to be sure. Eventually, she can’t decide on how to tell him, so she keeps putting it off until Adam notices she’s acting strange. 
    • Adam: “Are you okay, you’ve been acting very agitated lately”
    • Belle: “No, I’m fine”
    • Adam: “I know when you’re fine, and you are not fine” 
  • They get into an argument, and Belle lets it slip that’s she’s pregnant without even meaning to. Adam goes completely silent, with pure shock and joy on his face. Adam asks if she’s serious, and Belle answers of course she’s serious why would she lie about this? Adam goes silent again, taking it all in. He then finally rushes up to her, picks her up, and twirls her around in his arms. 
  • When they announce Belle’s pregnancy to the royal court, some of the nobles are all “oh have you chosen a nanny/governess?” and Adam and Belle are like “um wtf no?” 
    • Both Adam and Belle eventually (and begrudgingly) relent when Cogsworth insists they hire a governess because they’ve become so tired they’re falling asleep at the dinner table. Still, Adam and Belle take every possible opportunity to see their children. 
  • About a month before the birth, Adam suddenly becomes very nervous about parenthood. The shadow of his father looms over him, as well as what happened to his mother. Belle reassures him that he’s not his father, and could never be. 
  • Belle gives birth to twins: first a boy, then a girl. 
  • Adam is pacing the hell out of the floor outside the room in nervousness and anticipation. (”It’s not supposed to last this long, is it?”). Cogsworth tries to calm him down, but it doesn’t work. Finally, the physician exits comes out to deliver the news. Adam rushes into the room, overwhelmed at the sight of Belle, and his new children. He starts crying, and Belle starts crying at the sight. 
  • While Adam and Belle are decisive about their son’s name, they’re less so about their daughter’s. Adam wants to name her after Belle’s mother, while Belle wants to name her after Adam’s. They eventually come to the consensus that the girl with have both of the mothers’ names, and Adam relents, letting Belle decide which order they will be. 
  • Adam rivals Maurice with his overprotectiveness. Belle has to remind him not to worry constantly. Even so, he’s worried that one little mistake will make him like his father. 
  • Belle and Adam take turns readings to their children at night (and sometimes get into playful competitions over who tells the best bedtime story). They also sing to their children. All the time. 
  • The family often go on walks in the gardens. Belle usually recites a passage from the book she’s been reading. One morning, she recites from Romeo and Juliet, and Adam gives her a look and says “you’re not trying to convert the children into loving that, are you?” and Belle just laughs and continues to recite, and Adam can’t help but love it because dammit it sounds so good when she says it. 
  • Their children get Expensive Educations™. 
Dating would include – Assassin's Creed Syndicate

Originally posted by hellomikky

Jacob Frye 

  • Well, the two of you usually can be found in the fight club 
  • Eventually you patch up Jacob after his last fight 
  • Or Evie has to take care of both of you 
  • It really depends on your mood 
  • “Yes, Evie. That guy deserved every punch." 
  • But to be honest you two are always up to cause mischief 
  •  ”[Y/N], Jacob, what have you done this time?!“ 
  • "We did nothing! … Oh, that. Yeah, we did that." 
  • Giving each other nicknames … all the time 
  • "Love” - “Angel” - “Dear” - “Could you two stop?!" 
  • Jacob is a big fan of public display of affection 
  • The people need to know you are his better half 
  • … and he would be lost without your kisses 
  • Seriously every kind of kiss 
  • "I want all of them, love." 
  • After a hard mission he needs you wrapped up in his arms 
  • Jacob’s mixed scent of smoke, beer and himself lures you in 
  • "Why do I smell beer on you, Jacob?" 
  • … "I think Evie calls me!" 
  • He makes sure you keep up your training 
  • Driven by his fear to lose you forever 
  • Even if he knows you can handle yourself just fine 
  • Him not being able to take his eyes off of you when you plan your mission 
  • The satisfied smirk on your lips makes his knees weak 
  • "Stop drooling, brother dearest." 
  • Randomly he wraps you up in his arms to get his daily dose of cuddles 
  • The two of you get comfortable on his favourite but little settee 
  • Resting your head on his chest, while his arms hold you close 
  • The closer the better 
  • His steady breathing making you sleepy 
  • "God, you are adorable, love." 
  • The two of you are barely fighting 
  • And if you do, it will be solved in the fight club later 
  • "I’m not going to hit you!" 
  • "Good, then it is going to be easier for me!" 
  • Don’t worry neither of you gets harmed, because you end up in a heated kiss 
  • "I don’t think you know how much you mean to me, [Y/N]." 
  • Evie approves your relationship without a doubt 
  • You are good for Jacob and vice versa 
  • And foremost you make each other happy 
  • Jacob could never think of someone else taking your place 
  • You are the only one he will ever love the way he does right now 
  • And occasionally the Assassin tells you his feelings in an unknown serious tone 
  • "I truly love you with every fibre of my body, love. You accept every flaw I have. You adore every insecurity I have -" 
  • "Shut up and kiss me, Jacob." 
  • Your wish is his command 

Originally posted by diospyros-05

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I blame Mum - Tom Holland

A/N: Hey!!! So I Blame Tessa went really well and I’ve decided to publish it!! Well, it’s not published yet cause I don’t have a cover and I need to go over grammar but if you want to make a cover go ahead!! My user on Wattpad is sassyslays and it will be published soon!! For now here’s Part 2 to I Blame Tessa since you asked for it!! :)



Summary: Being the Holland’s exchange student has been a wonderful experience but is hard to see some people come back when they look the way they do…

WARNINGS: none :)

Part 1

Originally posted by parkery

He was coming back. Although you’d stayed with the Holland’s for many months you had never gotten over how looks seemed to run in the family. Unfortunately for you, like the many other millions of people that had done the same thing, had fallen for Tom.

It came as a surprise at first as you never saw him but soon accepted it and how he would never date you as he only saw you as the exchange student, nothing else.

“Y/N! Don’t forget we’re going out to a family function tonight and you’re coming! Wear something nice.” Paddy shouts after nearly an hour of being home.

“I have nothing nice enough to wear for something fancy."You groan as you open your wardrobe.

"You could always wear this?” Nikki says. Making you turn to see a beautiful knee length black dress in her hands. “We were going to give it to you for your formal but you never went.”

“You seriously bought me a dress?” You say awestruck. She nods, making you run up and hug her. “Thank you so much! You have no idea what this means to me.”

“Well I know how hard you’ve worked at school and you’ve been a darling to have so you deserve it.” She says kissing your forehead before laying the dress on your bed. “Tom is with Harry and will be meeting us there as his flight got delayed so you have plenty of time to try impress him.”

“Oh no. I don’t like him like-”

“I see the way you look at him. It’s fine by me. I do see you for the daughter I’ve never had but I think you two will be very cute together.” She says leaving the room.

Picking up the dress and closing your door you try it on. It fitted perfectly, it hugged you in all the right places and showed your figure. Making you feel a lot more confident and think you could do anything in it. You loved it. You hear a small knock on the door.

“Does it fit?” Nikki asks.

“Yes it’s wonderful thank you.” You say taking it off again and getting into some more ‘lazy’ clothing before you went.


“Y/N! You ready? We’re leaving here in five!” Sam yells as he runs around the house looking for a specific pair of shoes.

“Yep!” You yell back finishing off your lipstick, then grabbing your shoes and sliding them on. Before walking out of the house to go sit in the car with Paddy who is already excited to go see family, not even noticing the mud on his face.

“Paddy did you wash your face?” You ask.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Liar. Go wash-”

“Alright so we’re all in except Sam who’s locking up.” Dom says checking he hasn’t lost anyone.

“You look lovely Y/N.” Nikki says giving you a smile.

“Thanks.” You say licking your thumb and scrubbing Paddy’s cheek so the mark goes away, ignoring his complaints.

“I was just about to do that. Thanks love.” She laughs at your sisterly instincts, treating Paddy as if he was actually your sibling.

Sam hops back in the car and passes Dom the keys so he can get the car actually started.

The car ride to the restaurant was very quiet with only the small talk between Nikki and Dom. The restaurant looked very posh and you saw why everyone was so dressed up. 

You walk in and wait patiently as Dom and Nikki find their booking.

“It’s Dad’s side of the family and they’re a bit nosey so if they annoy you just come find me.” Sam whispers as he stands next to you.

You get guided into a room where it was full of people. As you meet people you find that they’re all very welcoming making you feel slightly better.

You follow Nikki around as you’d seemed to have lost everyone else.

“Don’t you two look nice!” Nikki says finally spotting her two sons just entering the room and giving them a hug each.

“Sorry we’re late Mum there was heaps of traffic and the plane.” Tom apologizes as he hugs her.

“Ugh don’t even remind me.” Harry sighs rolling his eyes.

“It’s alright! Nobody has started eating yet so you haven’t missed out on anything.”

Harry notices your presence and gives you a small nodd as Tom indulges in conversation with Nikki.

“Shall we?” He says offering you his arm.

“And where shall you be taking me fine gentleman.” You say curtsying and taking his arm.

“Only to find Sir Samuel Holland.” He says with a smirk.

“Oh aren’t you nice being the knight in shining armour.”

“Harry!” Paddy calls out running up to him and hugging him.

“Hey mate! How are you? Y/N not being mean to you?”

“No she gave me a chocolate bar cause I did her chores and she helped me with an excuse for homework so I could get extra time for it.”

“Let me guess, you blame Tessa.” You laugh at his reference to when you first met.

“No, it was on countries and I got hers so she came in and talked about it. Giving the excuse that i couldn’t do it on the day as she was at school and therefore the presentation wouldn’t be complete.”

“Very smart.”

You start to look around bored of their coversation and catch eyes with Tom who is standing with Nikki as she talks to some other family member but his gaze seems to stay on you, Paddy and Harry.

“I’ll be back.” You say, leaving to go talk to Tom. He sees this and excuses himself from his conversation.

Tom gives you a small smile and hello as he gives you the hug.

“Hi.” You mutter as you hug Tom, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach and how comfortable you feel in his embrace.

“How are you?” He asks still smiling.

“Good, school sucks as per usual.” You say tucking a loose hair behind your ear, making him laugh at your comment. “How’s filming? You and Harrison not getting up to too much trouble.”

“Tiring but I enjoy it though so it’s worth everything.” He says making you laugh.

You notice some one strand of hair is loose and seems to be annoying Tom so out of instinct you brush it out of his face and back into place. “Sorry it seemed to annoy you.” You say giving him a small, nervous smile.

“Is this your girlfriend Tom?” An older family member asks interrupting the conversation.

“Oh no she’s not my-”

“Oh no I’m not his-”

“Oh how wonderful! You can finally get on with the great grandchildren for your grandmother. You know she wants to see them before she’s dead.” The old woman says patting Tom on the back as he nods his head like he’s heard this a thousand times. She whispers something to him before walking away as he chuckles at what she said.

“She’s very-”

“Straight forward?”

“I was going to say head strong but that works too.”

“She’s been onto me about grandchildren ever since I was fifteen. She’s very old fashioned.”

“Hey Y/N can I talk to you for a sec?” Harry asks resting his hand on the small of your back as he interupts the small conversation.

“Yeah sure.” You say hesitantly following Harry and apologizing to Tom. “What is it?” You ask once he guides you to a stop.

“I’m testing something. And as soon as you’re away he’s checking you out and watching your every move.”

“What? Who?” You ask looking around.

“Look, Mum told me how you fancy Tom and so I’m seeing if there’s definatley mutual feelings as Harrison has said that Tom fancys you but I wasn’t going to take his word for it.”

“So the aunty thing was you too?”

“The Aunty thing?”


“What’s happening and why is Tom constantly looking between us and whoever he’s talking to every two seconds?” Sam says coming into you and Harry’s conversation.

“Can you not smell the sexual tension?”

“It is not sexual!” You say hitting Harry on the arm.“Now that you pointed it out Harry, Tom reaks of it. And you do too slightly.” He says sniffing the air sarcastically and laughing as you hit him as well.

“Little black dress just walked into the room. Makin’ heads turn, can’t stop looking at you.” Harry sings.

“Did you just sing a One Direction song?”

“It’s also the song playing while Tom walks this way.” Sam says guiding his brother away from you.

“No don’t leave me alone with him!” You whisper shout at the twins while they both give you a small saracstic wave.

“You alright love? They looked as if they were terrorising you.”

“I’m just going to the dance floor.” You say going to the wooden floor, avoiding all conversation with him scared of what he might say or what may slip out of your mouth. Not even noticing Tom following you as you’re in such a rush to get away. You walk through the crowd and see Sam and Harry at the edge watching some younger children around the age of seven dance.

“May I join you?” You ask one of the younger girls who was dancing by herself near the edge of the floor. “You look like you’re having a lovely time and I simply couldn’t help but want to join.” The girl nods and starts dancing with you. You twirl her around to the music and you hear a familiar song replay. Little Black Dress by One Direction. You sigh knowing it’s Harry and Sam’s doing, you look in their direction to see Tom watching you from the side of the dance floor. You gesture for him to come dance but he shakes his head no. Earning a shove from Harry and Tom stumbles onto the wooden floor.

“May I take this lovely young lady off you? I’m sure Harry will dance with you.” He asks the little girl you were dancing with. She runs off to go find Harry, allowing Tom dance with you.

“Little Black dress, who you doin’ it for? Little black dress, I can’t take it anymore.” You sing along quietly to the music, swinging your hips playfully to the song. Making Tom laugh and spin you around.

“It’s not right you know.” He sings along.

“You know the lyrics?”

“It’s One Direction! Who doesn’t know?”

“You know, that stare before lasted a bit too long for being friends.” You say.

“Oh really?”


“Well does this clear it up?” He asks kissing you, taking you by surprise at first but then you start kissing back, wrapping your arms around his neck. A round of applause starts and some shouts of “Yeah get it Tom!” And some hollers were heard, making you break apart in embarrassment and hide your face in his chest.

“Thanks for keeping PG kids!” Harry yells making everyone laugh and continue with their conversations.

“So where does that leave us?” You ask with a quirked brow.

“I don’t know but I blame Mum for buying you that dress.” He says making you laugh at his reference from when you first met.

Punch-Drunk Souls

Hi, there! Ugh, it’s been way too long since I’ve posted any writing. On the bright side, though, school just ended for me so I’ll be able to write/post much more frequently. Anyway, I’ve had some major Ashton feels lately so here’s this thing I wrote up while listening to The Maine.

Title: Punch-Drunk Souls (More-or-less based off of The Maine’s song, Taxi. Give it a listen when you get the chance; they’re one of my favorite bands ever.)

Summary: You told me we were only two punch-drunk souls all tangled in the wind…

Words: 600+

Warnings: None

Drunken giggles filled the air as two silhouetted figures leaned against one another on the city sidewalk, the backdrop illuminated by streetlights and neon signs. One figure stumbled away, closer to the edge of the sidewalk. “Taxi!” the figure shouted. He reached out and wrapped one hand around the post of a streetlight, planting one foot and spinning around the thing in an attempt to get even closer to the street. “Taxi!” he repeated, this time in a sing-song tempo.

The other figure continued to giggle, wobbling on their feet as they tried to contain their laughter. “You’re gonna get hit by a car!” they called.

The first figure hopped away from the light just as an obnoxiously-yellow car came to a halt at the sidewalk. He turned to his companion and flashed them a cheeky grin. “Our chariot awaits.”


Five minutes later, the two of you had piled into the backseat of the taxi, instructing the driver to take us anywhere. Seatbelts disregarded, Ashton wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his side. “You’re very attractive, Y/N. Did you know that?”

“Oh, so you’re an affectionate drunk?” you replied coyly, trying not to blush. “Who would’ve thought?”

“I’m not drunk.”

“Ashton.” You gave him a pointed look, one that was raised eyebrows and implied do you want to rethink that statement?

“I’m slightly drunk.”



“Punch-drunk souls, that’s what we are,” you said, closing your eyes and smiling. “Punch-drunk souls, all tangled up in the wind.”

A comfortable silence settled over the taxi as you and Ashton sat there, pressed against one another with the only sound being your own steady breathing. You turned to look out the window, watching as the streetlights flew by in glowing streaks of color. You were abruptly filled with an overwhelming sense of loneliness and insignificance right then, even with Ashton’s arm resting across your shoulder, your head against his chest where you could feel his even heartbeat. Tha-THUMP. Tha-THUMP. Tha-THUMP.

The world was so large. And you were so small. An expendable spec of dust in a hurricane, vulnerable to the mundane whirlwind of repetition and—

You took a deep breath and allowed yourself to stare out the window in silence for another thirty seconds before speaking, gaze not leaving the glowing blurs outside. “Is this… this sadness… is it everlasting?”

Ashton didn’t answer right away, and you wondered if you had said anything at all. You were known to get a bit confused when you had too much alcohol…

“Everlasting?” he said, and You could hear the smirk in his voice. “Where are we, the eighteen-hundreds?” You giggled slightly before you felt Ashton’s grip tighten comfortingly, gently pulling you closer to him. Then he said, “But to answer your question… I think it is.”

You sighed. Not quite the answer you had been hoping for. “I just feel so… lonely sometimes, you know? Not alone. I know I’m not alone,” you added quickly, not wanting to offend Ashton. “But that’s just how I feel sometimes. Lonely.”

“Well,” Ashton said after another moment of silence. “I can’t really say that I can make you feel free from that worry. But believe me when I say this—you’ll never be lonely, Y/N. Not as long as I can help it. Understand?”

You looked at him then, feeling reassured tears prick your eyes. And maybe it was the alcohol coursing through your system, but you suddenly felt relaxed, tired. Content. Ashton’s words swirled through your mind, intermingling with your troubled thoughts, and you couldn’t help but smile. You’ll never be lonely.

And for some unexplainable reason, you believed him.



Summer Love - Joe Sugg Imagine #3

You and 3 of your friends go on holiday together. But who is this handsome boy asking you to take a photo?
Word Count: 1.4k


I decided to take a walk on the beach alone, as my friends just wanted to chill. It wasn’t a big deal, I loved taking walks alone, to dwell on memories or overthinking some past conversations. Especially before big night outs, like tonight, I loved the calm before the storm. The sun was about to go down and everything was dipped in a gold light. I loved this time of the day the most. Only a few tourists were still here, catching the last sunlight. It was a beautiful, small beach, mostly unknown and natural. My feet were in the ocean and my heart never felt so light. This is everything I needed right then. “That rock over there is perfect! Just lean against it. It’ll look bomb!”, I overheard a conversation a few meters ahead of me. Some guys were eyeing said rock thoughtfully, walking slowly around it. Some photoshoot, I thought, but kept on walking towards them. “Excuse me? Sorry, would you mind taking a photo of us?” Hm, so no professional photoshoot. I looked up, looking at the young men in front of me. One with long hair and a camera, one with short hair. They were british, I knew the accent. “Sure, why not”, I accepted the camera and walked with them to the rock. The one with the short hair climbed up, the one with the long hair just leaned against it. So I started taking some snaps from different angles. They both were very photogenic and the camera caught the golden light perfectly. “Alright, thank you!” I handed the long haired one the camera and smiled. “You’re welcome. Have a nice holiday”, I said goodbye. “Hey. I’m Byron by the way, this is Joe.” “Nice to meet you. I’m Y/N.” I shook both hands and smiled up to them. “I gotta go, I think my friends are already worried about me. Probably thinking I was kidnapped or something.” “So you got plans for tonight?”, Joe asked, returning the smile. “Yeah, my friends and I wanna go out. It’s our first night after all.” “You should definitely check out the Sundance. It’s a bar, but it has a dancefloor, too and if your friends looking just half as good as you, you gonna get in free.” I laughed at the compliment, but promised to keep that in mind. We said our goodbyes and I started walking again.

I arrived at the hotel room, which I shared with my best friend and told her about the boys I just met. “Were they cute?” “Yeah, totally. I mean, I think so. I didn’t really pay attention.” “you know… It would be really romantic if we fell in love on this trip.” I laughed. “Yeah. Romantic. Getting your heart broken at the end of the trip.” “Y/N you’re so pessimistic. Think positive.” “I’ll try.” “So… Sundance  it is?” I nodded. “Yeah, let’s try it.”
As we all had gotten ready to go out, we decided to get something to eat first, chatting away about our plans tonight. “I wanna make out with a hot Spanish guy”, my one friend giggled. “I wanna dance till the sun comes up”, another chimed in. “I wanna fall in love”, my best friend sighed. “I wanna be drunk to not deal with all of your bullshit anymore”, I joked. I really wanna meet the guys again, I thought to myself. But that was something, the other girls didn’t have to know.
The bar was beautiful, the music good and the crowd hyped. They didn’t lie it was a nice place. My friends and I made our way to the bar and everyone was ordering a colourful cocktail. But I wasn’t in the mood for sticky sweet drinks, so my order was an icecold beer. As my friends chatted away I looked through the crowd, searching for a long haired and a short haired guy with extraordinary good facial structures. But they were nowhere to be seen. Maybe they weren’t even coming, they didn’t say that they were after all. So I concentrated on my friends and forgot about them really quick.
We were dancing to some 90s hit, as a hand grabbed my shoulder. “So did you have to pay to come in?” I turned and looked at Joe, smiling at me with a beer in his hand. “No, we all got free entry. Thank you for the tip by the way. It really is a great bar.” “You’re welcome. Hey, do you want a drink? Mine is empty.” I nodded and followed Joe to the bar. “What do you want?” “Just a beer.” “A beer?” “Yeah.” “You really wanna tell me that you are drinking beer?” I laughed. “Yeah.” “Unbelievable. Alright. A beer for the lady.”
After that we literally became inseparable. We spent every waking hour together, talking, swimming, tanning, eating, dancing. He and his four friends and me and my 3 friends became one big group of friends and it couldn’t have been more perfect. But I began to slowly feel more than pure friendship for Joe and as much as I tried to hide that, my best friend was catching on. “You like him. Joe, I mean.” I laughed nervously. “Obviously. He’s my friend.” “No, not like that. You like him more than that. Way more.” “You’re being ridiculous.” “Don’t try to lie to me!” “I’m not!” “You are! And you’re blushing by the way, it’s quite cute.” I tried to hide my face from her. “Stop it!” “Just admit that you like him and I’m gonna shut up.” “ALRIGHT! I like him, okay? I think he’s funny and cute, he’s a gentleman and he looks amazing. And I hate you.” “You don’t!” My best friend laughed and pulled me into a hug. “But, Y/N, that’s so cute. You two are so cute.” “Stoooop. We are not. He doesn’t even feel that way for me. Besides, I’m not gonna make a move. Our vacation is nearly over.” “We have three more days!”, she argued. “NEARLY OVER! It just would be painful. Nothing more, nothing less.” “Ugh, you’re exhausting me. But fine. It’s your life.” “Right! It is. And now give me my lipstick.”
We made a picnic at the beach. All of us. It was the golden hour again, just like the first time I met Byron and Joe. I was comfortable leaning against Joe’s shoulder, resting my head on it. I had my eyes closed and listened to the waves and my friends conversations. But I had no intention of being a part of it. I was tired and the butterflies in my stomach making me feel nervous as Joe gently caressed my arm. We were close for friends who knew eachother only a little over ten days. “Up for a walk?” He asked quietly. I nodded and it took a lot of my willpower to pull myself away from him. We made our way to the ocean and started talking about the first time we met. “You know, I think it’s quite awkward to ask someone else to take a photo of you, while you are posing hardcore.” I laughed. “Well, it is. But you and Byron are both super photogenic. I was jealous as I took the pictures.” “Oh, shut up.” “No, I mean it. Pretty boys.” We laughed and our hands brushed because we walked that close. My heartrate sped up. Damn, this boy will be the end of me, I thought to myself. “You know, I never would’ve thought I would met someone like you on this trip. I mean, Caspar speculated, that we’d have a new girl every night.” “Well that didn’t work out.” “No. No, it didn’t. But I’m not mad about it.” “You’re not?” “Not one bit.” And with that he took my hand and interlaced our fingers. I let it happen and looked up to him. “You know, I always think rationally and rationally is this”, I pointed at our hands, “not very clever. I mean, we’ll leave in three days.” “But Y/N you’re the first girl who drinks beer with me. You’re the first girl who makes ugly faces for selfies with me. You’re the first girl who ever made me feel that way.” The sun was sparkling in his blue eyes and I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I leaned in for a kiss and for the first time I didn’t care if it was clever. It felt right. “I would love to see you again, when we’re back home. I’ll take you out on a real date.” I laughed. “Well, gladly I got accepted at the University of London, then. What a coincidence.” “No coincidence. Faith.”
The next one! I hope you enjoy these. 
I for sure love writing these.
Kat .xx

2x14 The Fair Folk

Warning: This review contains spoilers


Omg! That’s my boy! I’m so, so proud of him! He really fits in the role of The Head of the Institute! It was made for him! Like Jace said an episode earlier Alec is a leader (and I will cut Lindsey and Duncan for dobuting him). Also he’s a great politic. He convinced Luke, talked with the representative of Downwolders with respect and he’s listening to them… Oh God! Clave look at him and take notes!

Originally posted by ricamora-falahee


Oh nooo! My baby boy! He needs t be protected by all costs! I hate to see him sad and heartbroken… geez, I KNEW it was coming but… it still hurts! Give me Sizzy already… Besides as @larlarinlalaland pointed out it could be a really great arch that Simon could start to doubt his trust in Shadowhunters… Like The Seelie Queen said, they can’t be trusted…

Originally posted by sonias-world-of-fandom


OMG I fell in love with his piano skills! God, Dom is SO good! *.* Besides this… Jace is really good diplomat, I’m shocked! I can’t believe that all of this went almost so smoothly! And yet now he is heartbroken and confused… He doesn’t deserve it as well as Simon… Geez how I hate love triangle tropes but well… At least it slowly ends…

Originally posted by candzk-25


Geez girl…Okay, I know it’s not really her fault but… Ughhh… How mad I am… Seriously, get a grip girl! But I must admit I felt bad for her at the end… It touched her too, so maybe I reconsider to forgive her…

Originally posted by nephilimdaily


O.M.G.!! I’m so, so happy to see Alec, Izzy and Maryse bonding! ! Oh God Maryse’s talk with Izzy made me cry so, so much! And she fianlly, FINALLY accepted Alec! How I’m glad that she’d grown so much! And her talk with Alec was also super cute! *.* I’m really starting to like her, I haven’t thought that she could have changed so much… Started from the bottom now we’re here…

Originally posted by justiintaylor

Originally posted by candzk-25

7. Luke

I’m so happy that they’re keep adressing him as a leader of the pack! His talks with Alec and on the Downwolders / Clave meeting were on point! That’s what I want for him! And yeah, I know, that he acted wrong attacking Valentine but… hey… If I were him I would do the same… At least he knows that he did a wrong thing and was willing to accept the consequences…

Originally posted by themagnusbane

8. Sebastian

Yesss! He’s showing a part of his “dark side”! I wanted to see it so, so badly! I hope that his charachter trope won’t be so screwed up like in the books, please… Besides… WTF, stop shipping people XD I swear Sebastian is an ultimate fangirl shipping Clace and Sizzy… By the way.. Will can plays on piano so, so good *.*

Originally posted by scarletxmoon

9. Magnus

My beautiful poor man! Ugh, you can see that he’s still recovering… And I hate to see him struggle like that. I just want him to be happy… But I must say, it was really brave of him to tell the others what happend… Though… Ugh… *buries face in hands* (Also that look at Raphael XD It screamed “can you not” XD)

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10. Malec

Well hello Mr. Bane ans Mr. Lightwood I’m Mrs. Laughing Her Ass Off XD I just couldn’t keep sraight face during this XD And neither could they! Lol that was only a goddamn hand shake! XD And even though there wasn’t really much malec there i’m satisfied… Alec’s concerned look when Luke snapped at Magnus… My poor heart… And that phone call.. Magnus, sweetie, you did nothing wrong don’t even think like that! :( (And Alec called him his boyfriend

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11. Izzy

Was I the only one that when she had her scene with Sebastian I was like YESSS BEAT HIS ASS UP, GIRL!? I’m happy that she really starts to look and act okay. Her talk with Maryse was so, so important… Geeez… Really the Lightwoods in this episode goals… But I have one but… What kind of love figure (beceuase I just don’t kno what kind of figure we have there XD) is happening around her? XD

Originally posted by mikesmatthews

12. Raphael

Ok, I don’t like Rizzy BUT… Those scenes between him, Izzy and Sebastian… Ouch… Damnit I feel bad for him (then again who I wouldn’t pity in this episode? XD)… He let Seabstian convince him… And it really looks like Izzy cares for him! Maybe Rizzy as BROtp wouldn’t be so bad? But boy… Don’t mess with your dad XD

Originally posted by simonlewis

12. The Seelie Queen

Okay let’s get this straight. I LOVE her outfit! And i don’t mind that she looks like…. 7 or so. I love those tropes with powerful women’s looking like little girls (PJ fandom: Artemis anyone? XD). And I want to see MORE of her! She seems to be a really interesting charachter and it would be a shame to just left her like this… :/

Originally posted by jemcarstvirs

13. Meliorn

I can’t lie… he’s a sass king XD “Every Shadowhunter look the same for me” XD “Exept for Izzy”. This killed me XH

14. Ollie

Okay, girl, what is your problem? Why are you stalking Luke? You’re a cop, don’t you know that stalking is consider as a crime?


I really liked this episode. It wrecked me in so many ways but also made me laugh so much XD It had a really nice flow, had some book tropes, that fixed some of things that CC screwed… After all I’m gonna give this episode 4,5/6, because it wasn’t perfect but nice and I enjoyed watching this… So bye, I’m gonna cry in a two weeks XD <3

P.S. Yes, I know that I haven’t include Clace but… Ugh… i don’t know how am I supposed to feel about them so…

Originally posted by mikesmatthews

I just finished reading the latest chapter of WDTFS and here are some of my thoughts on the series so far:

-FINALLY AN ADULT YURI SERIES - it makes me so happy that there are some artist actually aware that lesbians can be older than high school

-speaking of… FINALLY SOMEONE WHO SAYS OPENLY SHE’S GAY - because I’m so done with this “I was never attracted to a girl, until I met you and fell in love” shit

-characters that are not typical for series for women, they are portrayed as normal people, REAL LIFE PEOPLE

-the art is just simply beautiful! I’ve seen some people complaining about the background and blank pages, but for me it’s totally fine… it’s minimalistic and the artist draws characters with more details, which is more important to me - their expresion, look, outfit and stuff

-SEX SCENES that are drawn so good and in artistic way more than some pornography shit I (as a fan of yuri series) see in other series. and it’s important because relationships between adults are not just holding hands, seeing deeply into each others eyes and fairy kisses

-I love the retrospections…they are made in such a perfect way! the favourite one is when Sungji gets the bottle of wine in Sumin’s place and then we go back to the evening with Sumin and Seju *O*


let me start with Sumin and Seju - I JUST LOVE THese TWO OKAY!!!! we all know how it goes… reading opinions that Sumin didn’t really love Seju and vice versa makes me sick as hell, because it is simply showed that they were deeply in love. Seju was Sumin’s first EVERYTHING! but it’s normal that as long as the time flies people change, love and passion is replaced with other stuff and relationships just end. what Seju did was so wrong, of course, there’s no excuse for such behaviour. Sumin has every right to do what she did and never want to be with Seju again, but…at the same time she still comes back to her, so we can see that even though she was deeply hurt by Seju, she still has feelings for her, she can’t just simply let her go. is it love? we will never know…or we will know with new chapters.

Sumin and Sungji - OH MY GOD, WHERE DO I START?! okay… I just got this feeling that these two are so childlish and it sometimes gets me this ugh feeling, because SUMIN IS 34 SO MAYBE SHE WOULD ACT LIKE ONE, but okay… Sungji is naive but in this totally cute way I just cry the tears of roses everytime I see her. We can all tell that she’s the opposite of Seju and I think she can give Sumin what she really needs now…let’s face it - Seju is pretty selfish and…harsh, when Sungji is so pure and I bet she would place Sumin first.

-I’d love to see this series published, YES, SERIOUSLY I WOULD. I’d give all my money to have this put in a beautiful cover and stand on a shelf. at the same time I really doubt it will be published, since it’s a web series and it’s paid though…but a girl can dream :(

-I really REALLY hope for yuri series for adults, because I’m seriously too old to read 43534376 times story about all-girl school and teenagers falling in love!

If someone (somhow) gets through all this, please message me with your opinion. I’d like to talk to people about this series!

Love and War (chapter 6)

Strange Magic

Bog/Marianne, T rating

This is a story about two kingdoms, side by side, but worlds apart. And at war.

When the Bog King finally wins his war against the Fairy Kingdom, he decides that a political marriage with the eldest daughter of the deposed Fairy King will help to promote peace.

Obviously, he’s never met Marianne.


Avoiding Marianne turns out to be more difficult that Bog expected. When he suggests that they put their examination of the law books aside until after the tumult of Dawn’s wedding is over, Marianne agrees, and quite a lot of her time is occupied will assisting her sister and her sister’s betrothed with the planning of the wedding. Bog expects that.

What he does not expect is Dawn’s determination to include him in the planning as well.

Why she seems to want him to assist them, Bog cannot imagine; he knows absolutely nothing about bunting and table settings and such things.

“Hold the other two swatches up, now,” Dawn commands him, and Bog obeys. “Marianne, what do you think?”

“—er,” says Marianne, whose knowledge of bunting, Bog knows, goes about as far as his own. “That's…nice.”

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I’ll Sing a Song Beside You

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Chapter Five

“Would you rather lick the floor of the metro or lick a public toilet?”

“Ew! Neither!”

“You have to choose one, M.”

“I wouldn’t want to do either of those though.” Marinette looks up from painting her toes to glare at Alya.

“That’s the whole point of the game,” Alya groans, clearly frustrated with Marinette. “I don’t think I’ve ever met someone so bad at this.”

“You keep giving me gross ones!”

“Ugh fine.” Alya switches from the green polish to the blue one. She’s going for some fancy marble effect that Marinette is jealous of. For all Marinette is creative and artistic, she has yet to master the art of painting nails. “Would you rather marry Adrien or have a successful career designing clothes?”

Marinette feels her face warm up at the idea of marrying Adrien. She might be a little pathetic. “Both,” she says, once she gets control of her pounding heart.

“You can only choose one.”

“But they’re my two life goals, how am I supposed to choose?”

“As previously stated, multiple times, that is the point of the game. It’s not supposed to be easy. How have you never played this before?”

“I don’t know,” Marinette shrugs. “Can we play something else? I’m clearly not cut out for this game.”

Alya definitely says something but Marinette doesn’t pay attention—she’s too distracted by the very familiar ‘thunk’ she hears on her balcony. Marinette freezes, her back stiffening as she realizes she forgot to lock her sunroof. Which means—

“Good evening, Mari! How are… you…?” Chat stares wide-eyed at a slack-jawed Alya.

Oh no.

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Things I have learned from Grey (part 2/?)

1. What is life, do pigeons have feelings, what do sheep count when they can’t go to sleep….? Yes, I am, indeed, losing my mind *thumbs up*
2. Christian referring to Anastasia and Kate: “I wonder why these women are friends. They have nothing in common” – bro, my dude, you’ve known them for a combined 28 seconds. But wait, I’ve forgotten that for Christian, women are about as complicated and complex as breathing in and out or scartching his ass
3. Christian literally assumes every man in the vicinity of Ana might be her boyfriend. As if women can’t be single, god forbid, THE HORROR

4.Are they fucking?” – 2 seconds after being introduced to a male friend of Ana’s. FML.
5.He’s telling me to back off. Well, game on, kid.” – here we go with the “let’s see whose balls are bigger” game. Spoiler alert: NO ONE CARES

6. I can’t believe I’m saying it, but I miss the inner goddess. Christian’s inner monologue is so arrogant and pretentious and he keeps wondering if Ana will accept his proposal to be a submissive and he keeps second guessing himself and it’s honestly like reading a 12 year old’s diary. 
7. Case in point: “She’s watching me. Is she checking me out?” – congratulations, Christian, you have the depth of a prepubescent teen
8.Oh, sweetheart, he wants to be more than a friend” – you condescending fuckwit
9.I like my women in skirts. I like them accessible” – I think I threw up in my mouth a little… okay, a little more
10.Fiction was my sanctuary when I was a teenager” – I can’t believe Christian and I have something in common, is the sky falling? *opens umbrella just to be sure I don’t want to mess up my hair*
11. Christ, this is boring, there’s so much filler monologue and mindless shit, it’s honestly a feat that I haven’t fallen asleep yet. SERIOUSLY, NOTHING FUCKING HAPPENS IN THIS BOOK. OR BETTER YET, I KNOW EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS WHY WAS THIS THING WRITTEN WHY WHYYYYY WHY LIFE WHYYYY
12. Or maybe I have fallen asleep and this is my nightmare. Oh gods, what if bookworm hell is being forced to reread the worst books in the world over and over again?!?!?!

13. Christian’s brother is a fuckboy. That is all, carry on.
14.I’d really like to give her a bath, but that would be stepping beyond the bounds of propriety.” – well it seems Christian does have some boundaries, who would have thought

15.My cock agrees.” – the cock has replaced the inner goddess. I can’t believe I’m writing this sentence, wow this is surreal
16.Stop standing here ogling the girl, for fuck’s sake, Grey.” – yes, Grey, she’s asleep and you’re being very fucking creepy
17. You fucker
18.I’m so sorry,” she says, her voice full of shame.” – honestly, this bothers the hell out of me. It’s not like she did the most vile thing in the world, she got drunk. But it’s like she offended every sentient being in a 100 mile radius by doing that. New flash: women get drunk and throw up much wow very surprise

19.An image of her shackled to my bench, peeled gingerroot inserted in her ass so she can’t clench her buttocks, comes to mind, followed by judicious use of a belt or strap.” – I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING BRING BACK THE INNER GODDESS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS
20. Holy Jesus it’s like read shitty fanfiction, nothing is happening, and there’s no sexual tension, despite the writer’s very obvious efforts. 
21. I’m asleep
22. Oddly enough, the elevator scene was better written now than in the first book. I actually felt I was reading erotica.
23.I’ll fuck her in time. I’ll fuck her bound and with her smart mouth gagged.” – I feel faint and sick, this is just…so brutal fml how do people find this arousing and romantic and something you’d actually want happening to you
24.a huge cock-tightening grin” – so…um…this is a thing
25. hahahahahaha I’m sorry but wow

26.My cock concurs.” – oh my fucking god I’m crying hahahahaha
27.First, I don’t make love. I fuck, hard” – mr. Oh-look-at-me-so-manly-and-rugged-ladies-pls-hold-ur-panties lolololololol no
28. These. Short. Sentences. Are giving me. A headache. Please stop. And forget. That the full stop. Exists. Please and thank.
29. On Ana’s virginity: “And a nice young man hasn’t swept you off your feet? I just don’t understand. You’re twenty-one, nearly twenty-two. You’re beautiful.” Why hasn’t some guy taken her to bed?” – heaven forbid she stay a virgin for as long as she wants because *insert whatever reason here* I feel offended on behalf of all virgins. YOU DO YOU, BOOS, OKAY? ILY <3
30. Ugh, he’s “rectifying the situation”. I remember this part. IT STILL HAUNTS MY DREAMS.
31. Kay, hold on, I need booze to be able to read this

32.At least I don’t have to worry about every dick she’s slept with.” – I can’t even with you, you fuckboy to end all fuckboys
33.I want to see her marked…pink…with tiny, thin welts from a crop maybe” – ANA RUN THE FUCK AWAY MY CHILD
34.I own her first orgasm” – you possessive turd
35. Oh my god, nobody comes just because you tell them to ffs
36.My cock stirs with approval” – I’m sorry, I can’t take a book with sentences like this seriously honestly i’m imagining stirring the soup with a dick
37. I just can’t
38. Wow that was like 10 pages too many of really poor sex
39. 1/10 would not recommend

Part 1

Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades Darker, Fifty Shades Freed masterpost

anonymous asked:

Can I get a scenario with Yamaguchi and Tsukishima where their s/o is being touched by some creep in a train?

Hey~ I’m assuming you mean one scenario with Yams and one with Tsukki, but if you want one with both, let me know J


The subway was really packed. Yams held your hand, even through the throng of people, and smiled at you. You grinned back. It had been so long since the two of you had had a date. You were even wearing a new dress today.

But your good mood disappeared when you felt a rough hand caress your thigh. You looked over your shoulder to find a creepy middle-aged man with his hand still on your leg. You tried to move away, but there were too many people around. You felt your grip on Yamaguchi’s hand tighten, and then suddenly you were being pulled towards him, knocking over a couple people around you. Yamaguchi wrapped his arms around you, your back pressed against his lean but muscular chest. Yams was glaring at the man who touched you.

“That one? In the green jacket?” he asked. You nodded, and feeling safe enough to turn away from the creep, buried your face into your boyfriend’s shoulder.

When the train stopped Yamaguchi all but carried you out and then dragged you through the underground station.

“Where are we going?” You asked, but once you saw the police officer standing a few metres away you knew.

“Excuse me,” Yamaguchi said. The officer turned to Yamaguchi.

“That man assaulted my girlfriend in the subway.” Yams said, pointing at the creeper who was now leering over a young female musician.

“Ugh, him again.” The officer grumbled, giving you two a nod before heading off towards the creeper.

“Do you still want to go to lunch?” Yamaguchi asked, pulling your thoughts back to him.

“Of course!” You said, and gave him a peck on the lips. You were shocked when he leaned down a little and kissed your forehead before taking your hand.

“Alright, let’s go!


Tsukki wasn’t really one for public affection, so when the two of you rode the subway home after a long day in Tokyo, it didn’t even look like you knew each other. Tsukki scrolled through his phone, headphones in his ears, one arm wrapped around a pole to stabilize himself. You sat on a seat, your own phone in your hand.

At a stop a middle aged man got on the train and sat at the empty seat next to you. Unconsciously you pulled down the hem of your skirt and leaned away. But when the subway pulled away from the station, you found this man encroaching on your personal space.

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing all alone? What you need is a man,” the creeper said, leaning in. He rested his hand on your knee but slowly began to move it up. You pushed his hand away.

“I’m here with my boyfriend.” You said. The man laughed, placing his hand back on your thigh.

With the man’s loud laugh Tsukki’s eyes flicked to you. In a blink of an eye Tsukki had pulled you from your seat.

“Hey, where are you taking my pretty girl?” The man asked as Tsukki stuffed his phone into his pocket. Tsukki turned to you.

“Did he touch you?” He asked. You nodded, your arms wrapped around yourself.

The subway began to slow down, but Tsukki was remarkably poised as he stepped towards the man and punched him in the nose.

The man yelled in pain, but no one else on the train moved towards him. They’d seen him touch you, but no one had said anything.

“I’ll have you arrested for assault!” The man screamed at your boyfriend, holding his bloody nose.

“Hey, you touched that girl!” said one of the other passengers.

“Yeah, I saw you touch her too!”

The doors swung open as you reached the station. Tsukki pulled you out of the subway and dragged you to the exit.

“Don’t tell anyone,” he said. “I’m sure I could get in trouble for that.”

When you were a couple blocks away from the station he finally slowed down. You squeezed his hand.

“Thanks, Tsukki.”


sketched these two dorks all grown up :’). i’ve got this theory that adrien’s chat persona shows up randomly especially when he’s alone with mari.   and then there’s cute long haired mari who totally turns adrien on. i love them so much i can’t

also that’s a fresh-out-of-the-shower adrien
Fitness freak

+ Calum smut +

Your P.O.V.

“1,2,3,4” I said to myself with each sit-up I did. After one set of 50 I stopped and grabbed my water bottle. I squeezed some water over my face and I could hear wolf-whistles coming from the other direction. Of course, it was none other than my idiot brother and his friends. Luke just has to bring his friends to the gym.

“Hey Y/N” Calum said. According to me calum was the hottest of them. I don’t know what it was. Maybe his ass. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “This is a gym, so we’re here to work out” Michael said. “Do you guys want me to give you a work-out?” They all agreed, probably thinking it would be easy. oh how wrong they were!

After half an hour on the treadmill, weights, sit-ups and push-ups these guys were dead. “Ugh I’m feeling sick” said Ashton crawling to the corner to puke. “I’m outta here” said Michael. “Okay, just so you know I started an hour before you’ll” “whatever” said Luke and the three of them left. Calum was the only person who could sustain the work-out probably because he’s a sports-person. “And then there were two” Calum said. “So…what do you want to do now? Elliptical runner? Bench press? Lunges? Triceps? A-” he cut me off by crashing his lips against mine. I quickly pushed him away. “What the fuck” I asked annoyed but slightly excited. “If your so insistent to give us such a tough work-out, I’ll give you one you’ll never forget” I nodded my head. He stepped closer to me and placed his lips on mine slowly but surely. As soon as his tongue slipped in, it became a battle of dominance. We were making out hard and he brought his hand up to squeeze my boob over my sports bra. I could feel his hard on pressing on my inner-thigh. “Jump” he whispered against my lips. I obliged and wrapped them around his waist. I started grinding my hips against his which caused him to pull away from the kiss. I was already panting. “Got you tired already huh?”

“Not a chance” I said as he put me down on the cushioned bench of the weights. I pulled his shirt off, scratching my hand down his tones abs. “Fuck, your so hot” I said. He pulled of my sports bra and started massaging my breasts, one by one and then started sucking and biting my hardened nipples. He brought his hand down and slipped it inside my tights and underwear before pushing a finger in. “Oh calum!” I moaned. He thrusted his finger in as out a few times before removing it and putting it in his mouth. “Mm babe you taste so good” he said moaning. I pushed down his shorts and boxers and started pumping his dick slowly. “Faster Y/N, faster” I took the tip in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it before deep-throating it. “Ugh” he groaned as I squeezed his balls. “I’m close” he moaned out. I moved my head faster and he released in my mouth. I swallowed it and pecked hi lips.

He pulled my tights off and tore off my underwear. He rubbed my clit a few times. “Calum, please stop teasing” that seemed to egg him on more because he started rubbing his dick against my entrance. I brought my hand down and rubbed my clit in figure 8’s. “Stop that” he growled. “Get on your knees” he then added. I obliged and he positioned himself at my entrance before thrusting in hard. Going deeper and deeper with every thrust cal knew exactly how to make me feel good. “Fuck I’m gonna cum” I said and he nodded his head signaling that he was close too. I came soon and with a few more thrusts he released too. He stayed inside me for a minute before we heard the boys yell. “As soon as we leave you guys are fucking” Michael said. “Calum you are so dead” yelled Luke. “I’m tired” I said. “I told you I could do it” calum said smirking. I squeezed his dick hard. “Okay, okay stop” he said and I just laughed it off.

Summer (Taehyung x Reader)

Your summer consists of waitressing, Jungkook’s sass, and a certain hot surfer guy.

Inspired by this gifset and also by the lovely @theboyswhomwelove

comedy + fluff, 2.2k words, taehyung/reader, normalverse + surfer au

Waitressing at the beachside cafe just got better.

Sure, there’s always the decent pay, free ice cream, and a nice view of the beach, but now there’s also a nice view of hot guys. Hot surfer guys. The attractive pink-haired guy you’ve been ogling for the past hour or so does that celebrity hair flip, except it’s like a bajillion times hotter than when any celebrity does it. You’re about to fan yourself with a plate, but remember just in time that there’s still food on it. Close catch. You give yourself a mental pat on the back.

When you head to the back, Jungkook gives you a judgmental look as he wipes down a countertop. Although he’s typically at the register, he also takes on a bunch of the other jobs, being the son of the owner. Looks like he’s currently on some sort of cleaning duty.

“What?” you say, brushing past him.

“If you think you’re being subtle, you’re not,” he replies, tossing the rag to the side. He steps in front of the kitchen entrance, cornering you before you can make a run for it, or something.

“Subtle? About what?” Even after a good 7 years of friendship, understanding Jungkook is as hard as ever. He rolls his eyes.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe about staring off into the distance, probably at some hot guy,” he replies. “It’s really obvious. I saw you almost empty that jug of ice water on a kid like, two hours ago, because you were too distracted.”

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How You Argue (The Outsiders Visual)


Darry is an understanding partner, and when it comes to the two of you disagreeing he always lets you win the battle. Even though you can get beyond heated at times, he always gives you space before coming in to comfort you.

“(First Name), wait! I-”

“Take a hike, Darry!”


Two-Bit is the loudest of them all, usually drinking, skirt flipping, watching Mickey, or cracking a joke. You two rarely fight, but when you do it’d hard for him to take the situation seriously, especially with the mouth on him.

“What’s the difference between you and me, (First Name)?”

“Ugh, just shut up already!”


Nothing can happen between you and Dally that won’t end up sexual. He usually fights back, and won’t give in no matter the circumstances because you know if you break up with Dallas Winston, you’ll regret it…

“C’mon, baby. Relax, don’t be so tense.”

“Dally, s-stop…”


Sodapop feels awful if he ever gets you upset, and when he does it’s usually always on accident. Although you try not to let small things get to you, you’ll let him know when they do. And he always has a way to say sorry.

“Gee, (First name)… I’m sorry for settin’ you off… I love you.”

“It’s okay, Soda. I love you too.”


Steve can’t stand a bickering girl, but he can stand a bickering girl who he loves and his close to him if he’s able to shut her up without causing anymore chaos. 

“Steve I can’t stand this any-”

“Gosh (First name), you’re absolutely perfect.” 


Ponyboy doesn’t know how to act around you, so it’s not new if he gets you jealous or something infuriating. You always let him know, and even though he’s still new to relationships he’ll always find a loving way to make it up to you.


“(First name), I’m sorry I didn’t mean for that to- uh… S-sorry…”


Johnny usually over-reacts when you two begin to fight, over-apologizing, over-talking in general. But you have just the right remedy…

“I’m sorry (First name)! I’m really sorry I didn’t mean-”

“Gee, just kiss me already!”

Ok, Listen Up

I’m gonna tell you about a show that all of you should already be watching. However, as it seldom appears on my dash, I assume you aren’t. Sucks to be you, but there is hope. Hope in the form of Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries.

On a rough description, the show sounds ridiculous. An Australian crime drama set in the 1920s? Uh-huh, I’m sure you’re all dashing off to Netflix now. But wait, hear me out, it gets better.

This show is on its third season, the first two are on Netflix. Basically it is about a Lady Detective solving murder cases with a dashing police inspector and a posse of others whom she has collected and added to her family and home.

Here is a picture of the main cast (8 or more episodes):

They are all white, I know. But just look at that female to male ratio. And within the whiteness, they are pretty damn diverse. Various socio-economic backgrounds, ages, political views, religious views, sexualities, etc.

Still worried about all the white? That’s legit. But you know what this show has? Lots and lots of recurring or one-off side characters. And you know what else? They are complex, developed, and interesting characters whose races are acknowledged and who are never treated as less by the narrative or by Miss Fisher. Here are a few:

Lin Chung

Nerine Rogers

Camellia Lu, and don’t even get me started on how badass she is

There are more, but these were the ones I could remember and find pictures for.

So there is that. 

Other Things in This Show:

Characters with PTSD

Characters with Mental Disabilities

Autistic Characters

Gay Characters



(Spoilers, but it’s also pretty obvious)



Scary Episodes

Amazing Character Development

Hot People Everywhere

A Kickass Intro You Will Never Skip

Excellent Soundtrack

Pro-Choice Messages

All the Feminist Messages Actually

Ladies Destroying the Patriarchy

Men Who Are Vulnerable and Emotional and Manly

Loving but Dysfunctional Families

Abusive Families

Whole, Happy, Biological Families

Whole, Happy, Found Families

Interracial Marriages/Love Stories


Political Issues from 1920s Australia

Social Issues from 1920s Australia, many of which are still relevant

LIKE ZERO SLUT-SHAMING EVER FROM THE STORY PERSPECTIVE, like there are some characters who slut-shame, but they are clearly shown as Wrong.

A Fantastic Episode About Jewish People and Zionists

War Flashbacks


Female Characters Who:

Are/Have Any Traits Listed Above

Fight Physically

Fight Intellectually

Run Away

Run Companies

Run Illegal Drug Trades

Read a Lot

Have Sex a Lot

Don’t Have Sex at All


Are Doctors

Welcome Everyone with Open Arms

Take a While to Warm Up to People

Overcome Trauma from Rape

Overcome Trauma from Pretty Much Anything

Wear Suits

Are Rich

Are Poor

Are Mothers

Are NOT Mothers

Are Ex-Wives Who Don’t Try to Destroy Their Husbands’ Relationships

And Have Many of these Characteristics and Infinitely More

Here is the Title Character, The Honorable Miss Phryne Fisher, Lady Detective:

Yep, she is basically a better, female combination Bond and Holmes. Yes I said better.

Endlessly stylish, handy with a pistol, far too clever for her own good, determined, resourceful, adventurous, and unfailingly kind.

What more can I say about Miss Fisher that wouldn’t spoil anything or lead to a two-hour rant? She’s open-minded, modern, and always willing to share everything she has.

I could go on to list all of the other main characters, but this post is already very long and much more would lead to spoilers.

But here’s two more things:

Are you bored with the usual hetero pairings, feel like you’ve seen them all a hundred times before? Me too! But not this one. Oh no, this one. This fucking show has the best hetero pairings I have ever seen. Honestly, it just has the best pairings I’ve ever seen. The main one in particular is just…ugh. I don’t know how to describe it more without giving everything away. But they are so perfect for each other, and they’re so bad at getting there. It’s painful, it’s beautiful, it’s just…uuuuuugh.

And in case none of this has convinced you to go watch it, here are some of the costumes:

What is this how are there dresses this gorgeous?

Stylish and practical


Dresses and suits - all fabulous

Some 1920s Swimsuits

And more, all Miss Fisher

Plainer but still wonderful

Lovely dress for a young girl

Sharp suit for an sharp woman

And if you still aren’t convinced…I don’t know what to say to you. 

But here’s this:

Now go watch and reblog to spread the word. This is a show tumblr should be all over.