unless you really want to i suppose

A discussion about Anti-SJM people

Because I’m bored and curious. 

Okay. I was largely unaware of a lot of the anti-fans’ complaints about her work, but from what I’m understanding it has to do with her killing POCs and “idolizing” abusive relationships. So let’s talk about this. I want to discuss this. 

I’ll admit, as a POC, I understand the anger at SJM for seeming to have a habit of killing them off, i.e. Sorscha and Nehemia (Did she kill any POC in ACOTAR? I can’t recall). But here’s the thing. If you’ve been with the series for awhile, or watched ANY of SJM’s interviews, you know she means no harm. I mean, come on. She’s a sweetheart. We all know it. In my own personal opinion, if she really did kill off POCs on purpose, it was to further showcase the King’s intolerance of difference. His execution of the slaves in Calaculla and Endovier as well as Sorscha are further portrayal of his hatred of those who are different. It’s not meant to be just, or fair. It’s absolutely meant to be horrifying and awful, because if you recall, very similar things happened in our very real history

Why would people believe that the ideals of the King reflect the ideals of SJM? I mean, really? Unless there’s some other piece of information I’m missing. If that’s the truth, then fill me in. I really do want to discuss.

Anyway, bottom line is, if it really bothers you all that much, you don’t have to read it. But you gotta remember, Sarah’s not a white supremacist. Don’t be ridiculous. Remember what Throne of Glass is really about. Rebelling against a corrupt and horrible leader, and attempting to free the world from a time of darkness and lost beauty. 

Now let’s talk about this supposed idolizing of abusive relationships. My first questions are, A) Did you read ACOMAF? Tamlin’s character was shredded apart (figuratively). He was the only real abusive relationship in the story. And B) I want to know what you guys really define as an “abusive” relationship.
I’m guessing most people are referring to Rowan’s actions in HoF. Now, none of it should be condoned. Of course not. But you also have to take into consideration that they are not human, demi-Fae operate a bit differently than humans, so his biting her (especially in a fantasy story), wasn’t as awful as you guys may make it out to be. But he also harmed her physically in other ways. 

Here’s the other things you guys need to remember. 1) He was training her, i.e. physical harm is a tad inevitable, 2) Both of them were sort of little shits at the time, both were suffering from immense grief and self-loathing, and 3) They didn’t have a relationship. There was nothing between them when they first began training in Mistward. They owed each other nothing, wanted nothing to do with each other. There can’t be an “abusive” relationship if there was no relationship to begin with. 

Of course, this changes, and so do they. The key difference between Rowan, and, say, Tamlin, is that Rowan worked to gain Aelin’s forgiveness. Spent most of his time considering himself undeserving of her affection. He fell in love with her, accepted her flaws, and vowed to stand beside her to whatever end. That is called redeeming himself. Gaining forgiveness for his assholery in HoF. They helped heal one another, and fell in love in the process. Tell me again how any of that is, “abusive”. 

That’s all I have to say. If there’s any information I’m not aware of, and you’re up for discussing like a civil human being, I’m completely open to it. 

The AA Team (Alya/Adrien)

@insanitysbloomings and I were talking about Alyadrien parenting and we accidentally created a pair of monsters…


“So…let me get this straight.”

Adrien couldn’t repress the vindictive smile that came across his face as the principal blanched, seemingly bracing himself for the torrent that was to follow. Six words meant that his wife was about to unleash a deluge of words carefully chosen and designed to make whoever was unfortunate enough to displease her wither like autumn leaves.  

“This…boy has been running around the playground all week, pulling on every pigtail, ponytail, and skirt hem he could get his nasty little hands on,” Alya said, leaning back in her chair as she folded her hands in her lap.

“W-We knew of Jean’s, uh, unconventional manner of play for a while,” Principal Lefontaine said, dabbing his bald forehead as Alya’s eyebrow arched over the rim of his glassed. “N-Nevertheless, we feel that Artemis should have used her words to-”

“From what Temi has been saying these last couple of nights, she already told her homeroom teacher that she warned Jean that the next time he snapped her bra strap, she would break his nose,” Adrien said, folding his arms across his chest. “My daughter is not a liar, Mr. Lefontaine.”

“Lying is not why she is currently being suspended,” Principal Lefontaine said.

“No,” Alya said icily. “You’re suspending her because a vicious little brat has been sexually harassing girls all year-”

“Th-that’s a bit far, don’t you think?”  Principal Lefontaine stammered, glancing at Adrien for support. “Mr. Agreste, this is clearly a case of boys just being b-boys, wouldn’t you agree?”

“No,” Adrien said flatly as Alya snorted derisively. “I would not. Artemis’ brother has never put his hands on a girl without their consent-”

“Yet he did kick Jean in the…ahem,” Principal Lefontaine coughed. “Rather hard, if the poor boy’s cries were to be expected.”

“After he saw some oaf grab his sister in a way that made her uncomfortable,” Adrien said with a small nod. “Sounds like the boy we raised, doesn’t it?”

“But, somehow, our childrens’ safety and right to an education isn’t as important as the “play” of the disrespectful little boys in her grade,” Alya said, glaring daggers into the eyes of the man across the desk before turning thoughtfully to her husband. “Do you think Paris should be warned about the fact that their daughters’ safety isn’t Mr. Lefontaine’s chiefest concern?”

“N-Now, there really isn’t any need to get the press involved,” Principal Lefontaine said, raising a hand.

“I am the press,” Alya said with a toothy smile. “So, unless you want this story on the front page of The Local—trust me, the editor owes me a favor—I would kindly reconsider taking any kind of measures against my children.”

“B-But Jean’s parents are going to be here any minute!” Principal Lefontaine said, handkerchief now drenched with sweat. “What am I supposed to tell them? Wh-What am I supposed to tell Jean?”

“That next time, he should listen when my daughter tells him not to put his hands on her body,” Alya said, standing up to leave.

“Or, at the very least, duck,” Adrien added, shooting a small wave over his shoulder. “I have every faith you’ll come to the right decision.”

Outside of the claustrophobic office, three teens sat on opposing benches. On one sat two hazel-eyed children, arms crossed and ankles resting on their opposite knees. As their parents walked out, they shot identical, shit-eating grins at the larger boy across from them currently pressing one pack of ice against his nose and another into his groin.

“Artemis, Apollo,” Adrien said, nodding towards the door with a small smile. “C’mon, let’s go get dinner.”

“See ya Monday, Jeannie,” Artemis said with a small wave as their parents passed through the door.

“Thith ithn’t over,” Jean mumbled through his ice pack. “Your nightmare ith juth beginning, twerpth.”

“Is that what the doctor told your mother when she had you?” Apollo snickered, dodging Jean’s foot as he skipped out the door after his parents.


“You think they deserve to be suspended?”

Adrien looked up from his tablet as Alya crawled into bed. “Do you?”  

“They did fracture that kid’s nose…though it sounds like he was warned,” Alya sighed, rolling over and laying her head on her husband’s shoulder. “And deserved it; god is that bad of me to say?” 

“First time they’ve ever been called in like this,” Adrien said, pressing a kiss into Alya’s hair. “And if they’re gonna get suspended for fighting, at least it was for a good cause.”

“Yeah…I guess so,” Alya sighed happily. “…we raised some good kids, didn’t we?”

“Temi’s definitely your daughter though,” Adrien chuckled.

“Excuse me?” Alya said, rolling over to look up at Adrien as she booped his nose. “That penalty kick Apollo did to that boy’s funbags was pure Chat Noir, don’t you think?”

“He would have made a good superhero,” Adrien said. “Maybe even better than us, you think?”

“Nah…we were pretty good in our day,” Alya said, leaning up and kissing Adrien on his cheek. “You ever think about telling them?”

“About us?” Adrien chuckled. “You think they’d believe us?”

“Nah…probably not,” Alya said, rolling over and turning off the lights.


“Hey, Temi?”

“Hm?”

“You ever think about telling mom and dad?”

“About us?” The black clad girl asked, raising her eyebrow at her orange and white clad brother as he twirled his flute between his fingers. “You think they’d believe us?

“Nah…probably not,” Apollo shrugged. A comfortable silence slipped between them as Chat Noire and Renard Rouge leaned against the spire of the Eiffel Tower, watching the city churn beneath them.

Prompt List

Random prompts that I gathered from other various lists over the years. Feel free to leave a request!


1. I don’t even know. who I am without you.
2. The way you flirt is just shameful.
3. I’m flirting with you.
4. You don’t need to protect me.
5. You can’t even look at me!
6. Stop looking at me like that!
7. You make a good pillow.
8. Does he know about the baby?
9. I had a nightmare about you and I wanted to make sure you were okay.
10. All I wanted was the truth.
11. Why are you pushing me away?
12. didn’t realize I needed your permission.
13. I can’t believe you talked me into this.
14. Nobody can trust me to do anything important!
15. I fall for the worst ones.
16. You make me feel like I’m not good enough.
17. Come over here and make me.
18. Stop thinking about him/her/them.
19. You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one that thinks that.
20. I need your forgiveness.
21. If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.
22. You’re the only one I can trust.
23. Kiss me.
24. I love you.
25. I told you not to fall in love with me.
26. I forgive a lot, but I never forget what’s said and done.
27. Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.
28. Shut up. Just shut up.
29. Again?
30. I’ve been in love with you my entire life.
31. I’m tired of being your secret.
32. You know,it’s okay to cry.
33. I think we should have another.
34. Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?
35. Go on,tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.
36. You can’t leave me in the dark. You have to tell me these things.
37. Twins? We’re…we’re having twins?!
38. If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.
39. I just want to be alone right now.
40. Those things you said yesterday did you mean them?
41. You haven’t even touched. you food. 42. What’s going on?
43. If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t lie and say it’s fine.
44. Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking.
45. Stay in bed.
46. Stop laughing at me.
47. Just say that it is okay. I just need to hear you say it.
48. I love you and I am terrified.
49. Why does it hurt so much?
50. I can’t promise you that…
51. Promise me you will come back…I need you to promise me.
52. I missed you.
53. Do you trust me?
54. Don’t look at me like that.
55. You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.
56. I’ll find her and bring her home, I promise.
57. You embarrassed me this evening.
58. I couldn’t do it…one look in their eyes and I knew I couldn’t kill them. For that I am sorry.
59. Did you enjoy yourself last night?
60. I am not losing you again.
61. Why don’t they just kiss already?
62. You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.
63. I am different now.
64. You left without saying goodbye…I hate you for that.
65. I loved you and then you were gone…and I knew I lost you.
66. None of that matters now.
67. Please say something.
68. I shouldn’t have come.
69. It was a mistake coming here.
70. You hate me and I do not know why!!
71. Take your fill.
72. Is that a challenge?
73. What the hell was that?!
74. Mind if I cut in?
75. Did I stutter?
76. Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?
77. Why are you covered in mud?
78. I can’t…I can’t lose you.
79. You’ll be the death of me.
80. Come back to bed.
81. You are so tiny compared to me.
82. Can I kiss you?
83. Bring your pretty little butt over here.
84. Why are you dressed like that?
85. You deserve so much better.
86. You have the most amazing eyes.
87. You know, it’s okay to cry.
88. That’s distracting.
89. That isn’t appropriate.
90. Is it possible to love too much?
91. Promise me you’ll look after your father.
92. How long has it been?
93. This relationship used to be all about communication! What ever happened to that?
94. If you walk out that door, you’re no longer one of us. You’ll be one of them and that means I’ll treat you like one of them.
95. I left everything for this, I left it all…for you!
96. Look at me—just breathe, okay?
97. I’m sick of being USELESS!
98. I almost lost you.
99. I wish I could hate you.
100. Tell me a secret.
101. No one needs to know.
102. I don’t want to have a baby!
103. Did you enjoy yourself last night?
104. Are you kidding me? We are not fine!
105. You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked for mine.
106. Well, this is where I live.
107. You make me feel like I’m not good enough.
108. For some reason I’m attracted to you.
109. I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.
110. All I wanted was you honesty.
111. Why do you keep pushing me away?
112. I can’t explain it right now, but I need you to trust me.
113. I’ve never felt this way before…and it scares out of me.
114. Don’t fucking touch me!
115. Are you really taking his side against me?
116. Wait a second are you jealous?
117. I wish I could hate you.
118. I’m sorry if this upsets you, but I’m going to marry him/her.
119. This is by far the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of coarse I’m in.
120. You’re the only one I can trust to do this.
121. I thought you were dead.
122. This isn’t about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.
123. I love you, you asshole.
124. You did this for me?
125. You can’t protect me.
126. You know I wouldn’t do this if I had any other choice.
127. Promise me you’ll look after your mom.
128. I’m so stupid to make mistake of falling in love with my best friend.
129. Stop talking about the past, I could be dead in a matter of hours…make me up a future.
130. The way you flirt is just shameful.
131. I waited and waited, but you never came back.
132. You never told me you had a fucking twin.
133. I want to go back to before…
134. I just wanted and easy day with me girlfriend/boyfriend. What’s so wrong with that?
135. Go then, leave! See if I care!
136. Why are you up so early?
137. Please,take me instead!
138. You braided his hair?
139. She’s been missing since Friday and you’re not worried.
140. Have you lost you damn mind?!
141. Please. don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.
142. I’m your daughter.
143. I’m not surprised that you murdered him.
144. Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?
145. Am I supposed to be scared of you?
146. Don’t use me as an example. I wasn’t a good kid.
147. I can’t say I see how I’m supposed to love you more than I already do.
148. I know you’ve given me a million second chances and I’ll never take you for granted.
149. Everything that doesn’t make sense about me, makes sense when I’m with you.
150. You need to tell me what you need me to be.
151. I always want to come home to you.
152. Even after all this time, I’m still a fool for you.
153. Cause words don’t make what I make with you.
154. I love you…just not in that way.
155. You are my first choice.
156. Will you still love me in the morning?
157. You were the worst thing that happened to me.
158. I finally have the strength to leave, and I am.
159. I just feel like you don’t love me anymore.
160. I can’t go on this way.
161. Who is it? Who are you seeing behind my back?
162. I love you too much to watch you leave me slowly.
163. Don’t you dare die on me.
164. The car crash took your life but the funeral took mine.
165. I miss you and I miss her.
166. Things just aren’t the same.
167. I’m glad I’m leaving.
168. You never saw my bags be packed, but you sure saw them in the living room before I left.
169. I can’t breathe in your arms anymore.
170. Our love isn’t love anymore.
171. It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.
172. If you’re looking for the full deal, the till-death deal, then look at me. No one’s ever going to love you, stick by you, understand how you work the way I do.
173. The wounded recognized the wounded.
174. What I wanted. I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say there’s no one else you could ever be with, and that you’d rather be alone than without me.
175. I am not pushing you away I’m holding on for dear life but I need you to need me back.
176. Why won’t you ever just let me all the way in?
177. You’re the moon of my life, that’s all I need to know and if this is a dream I will kill the man that tries to wake me.
178. I don’t want to get over her, I want to be with her.
179. Oh I’m sorry did my back hurt your knife?
180. Sometimes I think that we waste our words and we waste our moments. And we don’t take the time to say the things that are in our hearts when we have the chance.
181. I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye.
182. Don’t say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.
183. I love you. I am in love with you. I have tried to kill it to runaway from it but I can’t and I don’t want to anymore.
184. Don’t act like I didn’t fight for you. I did.Hard. And for a long time. So forgive me if now that we’re over I’m exhausted.
185. Maybe I’m just supposed to let you go now, but I can’t. Because I can’t lose everything I have all at once.
186. I waited. I was here. Where were you?
187. I’m not leaving here without you.
188. Pick me. Choose me. Love me.
189. Don’t you give up on me now; we’ve come to far and I love you way too much to lose you now.
190. Someone told me once that to create true art you must be willing to bleed and let others watch.
191. I promised myself that if you came home I wouldn’t be afraid to tell you how I felt. But I’m still afraid. Because I can’t make you love me back.
192. I want your body. I want your mouth. I want your laugh and your funny faces. I want your friendship and your inspirational thoughts. And I want you to come with me when I go.
193. I have waited so long for you to want me. If you don’t hold me tight I won’t believe you mean it, and that’s worse than never being held at all.
194. If you don’t ask, the answer is always no.
195. Please don’t leave me. Everyone always leaves.
196. Here, let me see.
197. Don’t look down.
198. I’m sorry I yelled at you…
199. Will you just hold still?
200. This isn’t just about you…
201. What’s behind your back.
202. When you’re happy, I’m happy.
203. I wish this moment could last forever…
204. There’s a leaf in your hair.
205. I think I twisted my ankle…
206. Why are you giving me such a hard time about this?
207. Look into my eyes what do you see?
208. Of course you’d believe that.
209. Your hands are so much larger than mine.
210. Shh, they’ll hear us.
211. It doesn’t look like you’ll need stitches.
212. Remember when you used to care?
213. Why didn’t you text me back?
214. Will you just tell me the truth?
215. You’re too damn cute.
216. Why are you laughing?
217. That stuff can’t be good for you.
218. This will only take a second…
219. Don’t look at me like that!
220. This tastes bitter.
221. Your think you could do better?
222. Isn’t this a gorgeous view?
223. You’ve been so selfish lately!
224. Anything but that!
225. Why did you think that was a good idea?
226. Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.
227. You’re eyes are red…were you crying?
228. We’re running low on time here.
229. You’ve got something on your cheek.
230. If I could just get you to understand…
231. Don’t move,it’ll be okay.
232. Hey, don’t raise your voice at me!
233. Let’s take a deep breath.
234. Come on, it wasn’t that bad.
235. You call that music?
236. Damn auto-correct!
237. You can’t have it both ways.
238. I’ve made a huge mistake.
239. Don’t worry about it, everyone screws up.
240. You can’t do that!
241. If you love it so much, then why don’t you marry it?
242. We go on three…
243. I’m not bothering you am I?
244. I didn’t know you could do that.
245. I forgot you used to like this stuff.
246. It wouldn’t be the first time you broke a promise.
247. You know how I feel about birthdays.
248. You can’t ask me to do that.
249. Oh, you scared me!
250. You’re jealous, aren’t you.
251. You really…that’s not exactly meant to be eaten.
252. This is my favorite song!
253. You’re so drunk.
254. It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.
255. It’s just that…well my favorite character just died,
256. Don’t be stupid.
257. Of coarse I love you.
258. Don’t you ever do that again!
259. Have you ever thought 260. about…like…us?
260. If we die, I’m going to kill you.
261. I can’t believe you’d do something like this!
262. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.
263. You’re my favorite muse.
264. Don’t worry about it, I got it.
265. I promise, it’s just this once.
266. You owe me.
267. What, you’re scared I’ll kick you ass again?
268. Is that my shirt?
269. Wanna go for a drive?
270. You’ve got to be kidding me!
271. Fancy meeting you here.
272. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into, do you?
273. Well this is awkward.
274. Give it back!
275. Do you think you could just please go one day without pissing me off?
276. Why are you crying?
277. Just this once, okay?
278. You’re really soft.
279. Is it possible to love too much?
280. I’ll always be there to protect you.
281. The stars look especially lovely tonight.
282. May I have this dance?
283. I can’t stop thinking about you.
284. All I want is you.
285. You look incredible in that.
286. Sometimes I just can’t control myself around you.
287. Do you believe in love at first sight?
288. I think I’m in love.
289. I’d like if you stayed.
290. I have never felt this way about anyone.
291. Can I kiss you?
292. I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy sox.
293. My parents are coming over in ten minutes so please put your clothes on.
294. I’m really drunk, please help me.
295. This is probably a bad time, but marry me?
296. We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about.
297. I think you might be pregnant.
298. Shh…I’m sleeping.
299. Why wasn’t I invited to your wedding?

Anonymous said: Can you please writer where the reader meets jeff’s family ( you can pick if they are dating or not but either way jeff 100% never shuts up about the reader to his parents) and atkin’s family embarrassment ensues haha

Author’s Note: So I couldn’t come up with any shenanigans, so I double whammied Jeff&Y/N. Lets just say that both sets of parents ship it. And not afraid to be vocal about it ;) I’m sorry it didn’t come out as you hopefully expected.

Originally posted by qrunge-alexxaa

Jeff X Reader

“Jeff. Jeff!” You laugh. “Stop stuffing your face and drive.”

“But it’s s'good!” He mumbles, shoving another spoonful of chili frito into his mouth.

You pull your phone out, taking a video as his cheeks puff out with all the food he’s stuffed into them while you’re stopped at a stop sign. He had surprised you by driving you an hour into the big city for a major league baseball game and the two of you sat in the middle of crowd, cheering and booing and stuffing yourselves full of ball game food. But Jeff- Jeff couldn’t get enough of their chili frito and even ordered another tray right after the game had ended.

A car honks from behind Jeff’s car, you cackling as Jeff startles in surprise. He laughs directly at your phone’s camera, he then passing over his food to you before driving away. You quickly edit a small piece of the video to add to Instagram for everyone to see just how much your best friend is better than theirs, and then settle in for the drive home while eating half of Jeff’s food.

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Yellow: Part 2

Part 1

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Summary: Sam Winchester is fresh out of rehab after overdosing and scaring his family half to death. High school isn’t the best place to recover, but there’s something about the new girl that gets him through the day.

Tags: AU: High School, punk!sam, Dean is only one year older than Sam, Mary is alive, horribly awkward teenagers with big ole crushes on each other.

Trigger Warnings: past drug abuse/overdose, drug addiction, depression, past parental death mention

Words: 2577

A/N: Finally, the Sam installment to my Punk AU collection. *Sam is more depressed than scary/angry*

Originally posted by hunterchesters

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That's Distracting!

Summary: Maybe it was the fact that he refused to leave that one fact off the profile that his friends set up for him. Maybe it was that he didn’t want to lie about her. Still, his plan is to come in, cancel the date, and leave.
Plans apparently change. 

A/N: Inspired by this gifset (and some of the tag replies with fic ideas - though I did go in a different direction). Happy birthday, @emoussie​ (sorry I’m late!) ❤️

pre-Derek/Stiles || G || ~1400w || AO3

It feels like it’s been forever since he’s done this, and like he should’ve known it was going to go badly. He isn’t even sure why he let Erica and Isaac talk him out of deleting the profile they set up for him. What he understands even less is why he looked at it, or why he clicked on that one profile that caught his eye.

Derek huffs in frustration as he weaves through the crowds in the mall and heads towards the food court. It seemed like a good idea the night before, a public place, open and safe, somewhere that provided an easy way out. Now, he’s wondering if it won’t be a little too easy. Not for him, but…

He spots the messy brown hair as soon as he leaves the elevator, and he also sees the brown eyes below the hair widen in surprise. They’re what attracted him to the profile in the first place, and his breath catches now that he sees them in person, even brighter and more attractive than in the photo.

“Derek?”

It’s odd to have a voice to match the face, and he only manages to nod in confirmation.

“Wow, you're…”

“I’m sorry,” Derek interrupts. “I should’ve just messaged you, but I don’t know if you’d check the app this close to the meeting…”

He huffs when he feels the kick against his hip. The carrier is digging into his shoulders in a way that’s both familiar and unsettling.

“Who’s this?” Stiles asks, eyes straying from Derek’s face to the baby strapped to Derek’s chest.

The question is simple and so sincere that Derek doesn’t think twice before replying automatically.

“Lia, my daughter,” he says, his hand coming up to catch her flailing arm before she hits him in the face.

It wouldn’t be her first time.

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"Do you love him?”

Summary: The “Do you love him?” scene, but gayer. Michael’s POV. In which Mr. Heere ain’t no fool, but he is father of the year. 

Word Count: 1,147 

AN: I know 0 things about weed and this is mad tacky so bear w/me, lmao. I don’t really know where I was going with this, I just wanted to add more Drama™. When I started I had a sequel planned, but I’ve since forgotten how that was gonna go…so, if you want a sequel, hmu and give me ideas!


He’d hoped it would feel better, burning this stuff. He’d been just high enough when he stormed inside to grab it that he hadn’t stopped to consider whether it was a good idea. But now, watching the limited edition Magic: the Gathering card shrivel and blacken in the ashcan, it kinda just felt overdramatic.

And maybe he regretted it, just a little.

No, he couldn’t think that. He was angry with Jeremy. Jeremy had been treating him like he was nothing for months now. Squip or no squip, Michael couldn’t allow himself to roll over and forgive that. Jeremy was the one who’d burned everything they had. Michael was just finishing the job.

“Michael!”

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Disposable part 5

Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy.

Angst, fluff, slight smut at times.

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 6


You tried to think of some way to talk Namjoon into un-inviting Yoongi, but every excuse you could think of would make it sound like you didn’t want him to be there. At this point, you were so buried in your lie that you didn’t even want to think about ruining it now. If Namjoon caught on, it wouldn’t just mean his disappointment in you, it would reflect badly on Yoongi as well. And while you wished you didn’t care what happened to Yoongi, you didn’t want to get him fired for lying to Namjoon on your behalf. 

While Namjoon wasn’t exactly a vengeful person, he valued honestly and loyalty. He might not fire Yoongi for breaking your heart, but it would be a different story if he thought Yoongi had lied to Namjoon’s face. The two combined could mean the end of Yoongi’s career, which you didn’t want (no matter how much of an ass he was).

Yoongi was furious. You were glad you were still sitting in a semi-crowded restaurant, because otherwise you were sure he would be yelling by now.

“What if you… I don’t know, tell him your parents are sick?”

Yoongi gave you a reproachful stare. “I haven’t talked to my parents in years, and Namjoon knows it.”

Oh. You tried to think of some other reason for him not to be there. “A close friend was hit by a car?” You offered, and Yoongi rolled his eyes.

“Do you even know your brother?” Yoongi scoffed. “First thing he would say is ‘What’s their name? I’ll send them a get-well-soon card’.”

You groaned as you put your head in your hands, sinking further into your chair. Yoongi was right, that was exactly what Namjoon would say.

“Do you have any better ideas?” You asked through your hands.

“We could tell him the truth.” The way Yoongi said it didn’t sound serious, but you sat up and faced him with a glare anyway.

“You mention one ounce of the truth and I’ll tell him the whole thing.”

That made Yoongi shut up for a moment, and you frowned at the table cloth (you didn’t want to look at him anymore, he looked too angry).

“I think you’re just going to have to come along.” You said after some thought. “We’ll act like the perfect couple, happily and madly in love, and then we’ll keep up the charades for a month after we get back. After that, I’ll publicly break your heart and that’ll be the end of it.”

Publicly?” Yoongi growled. “And why are you the one who dumps me?”

“Because you want to keep working for Namjoon.” You said simply. “If I break up with you, you’re safe from Namjoon’s wrath. And it should be at least semi-public, so that there’s no doubt who dumped who.” It was the best plan you could come up with, and you didn’t think it was so bad.

“I actually hate you.” Yoongi said, and even though there was very little real hatred in his voice, it still stung.

“Yeah, well.” You tried not to seem as affected by his words as you were. “If you want to keep your job, I suggest your keep your hatred to yourself.”

You didn’t talk to Yoongi much after that, only texting him the details about the lake house. You booked his plain ticked along with yours, figuring that it would look better if you arrived together. When you informed him of this, he replied with “we’re not sitting together, right?” You decided to wait until later to inform him that actually, there were only two seats left on the plain, and they were right next to each other. You figured Yoongi would live.


Yoongi felt like he was going to die. There were two ways this was going to go.

1.      He would spend the two weeks with you and everything would go smoothly. The problem with this was he would be lying to his boss, not to mention spending every moment of every day with someone whom he really didn’t even want to look at currently. And after that, who knows what else you would ask him to do? It all started with a simple lunch date, and now he was supposed to spend two weeks with your family? When would it end? After the two of you were married? No. This option was not okay.

2.      Namjoon would find out that everything was a lie, you would through Yoongi under the buss, and he would lose his job.

Nether option was ideal.

Yoongi groaned as he pressed his face against the glass of the window, trying to sit as far away from you as possible. You had given him the window seat as a sort of peace-offering for sitting together, but he still wasn’t happy with the situation.

He could see in the reflection of the glass that you were fidgeting in your seat, and it was driving him a little bit insane.

“Will you sit still?” He said through clenched teeth.

“No.” You replied curtly. “Now give me your phone.”

Yoongi turned to you slowly. “Give you my what?”

“Your phone, Min Yoongi.” You said, holding out your hand expectantly. He wanted to argue, but if he was going to be stuck next to you for the next three hours, he wasn’t going to pick a fight. Grumbling, he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“We’re in an airplane, you can’t use it—unless your intention is for us to die.”

“I’m not going to make a phone call.” You said with an exasperated sigh. “We’re supposed to be in love, right? You need a picture of me as your lock screen.” You opened the camera app and posed, snapping a few before choosing your favorite.

“Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don’t want to see your face every time I open my goddamn phone?” What was much more concerning was that he really didn’t mind the idea.

“Did it ever occur to you that you don’t have a choice?” You asked, pulling out your own phone and holding it up. “Look cute.”

Yoongi made a face at you, and to his horror you took a picture of it. “Perfect.” You said happily.

“Hang on.” He said, trying to reach for it. “I wasn’t ready, you can’t keep that one—“

“Yes I can. And it’s just what I need. Couples have all kinds of derpy pictures of each other, right?”

“No.” Yoongi said, although he agreed with what you had said. “This is probably why you’re single.”


A/N Wow it’s been a strange couple of days! I locked my keys in my car, took a pole dancing class, and got my keys back. And then today a friend of mine locked her keys in her car (with the engine still running) and these three strangers who happened to be there also happened to know how to break into cars?? It was very strange, but also kind of amazing. Haha, anyway… Sorry I’ve been kind of absent, I’ve had some papers and other writing assignments to do, and haven’t been feeling super creative as a result. I think I should have some time this weekend to finish up the next chapter of “Of Books and Dirty Cash” as well as several requests that I have almost finished but not quiet (as i said, I haven’t been feeling super creative, and I don’t like to force writing bc it turns out bad) Thank you for reading, and let me know what you think! <3 <3 

anonymous asked:

A bullet where you and shawn need to keep your relationship under wraps and you're both struggling with it ?

  • Having to always stop yourself from saying “my boyfriend” 
  • Or really talking about Shawn at all unless strictly in a friends sense
  • Because people aren’t supposed to know you have a boyfriend
  • Not posting any pictures with Shawn, even though you want to
  • Shawn always almost posting pictures of you before he stops himself
  • “I almost posted a picture of you on my Insta today.”
  • “Why?”
  • “I missed you and wanted the world to know.”
  • “Aww I miss you too Shawn.”
  • Facetiming, texting, and talking on the phone A LOT
  • Wanting to walk hand in hand through the city you’re in
  • But stopping yourselves every time
  • Having to be extra careful 
  • Making sure no one sees you arriving or leaving Shawn’s apartment 
  • And being terrified someone will see you entering or leaving his hotel
  • When you weren’t supposed to be there
  • Having a lot of date nights in
  • And eating a lot of takeout food
  • Shawn having to sneak over to your place
  • Making sure paparazzi aren’t following him
  • It’s almost like you’re little kids again
  • But it isn’t fun anymore
  • Catching Shawn’s eye from across the room
  • And you can tell by one looks he wants to be beside you
  • He wants to wrap his arms around you
  • To tell everyone you’re his girl
  • But he can’t, you both know that
  • So you just look away
  • Purposely not standing too close to each other 
  • Or looking to long because you never know who’s watching
  • Shawn having to say he’s single in interviews
  • And it hurts you both every time
  • He apologizes over and over
  • Even though it was something you had both agreed was right
  • And was honestly out of your control
  • When you’re finally alone together
  • Safe in his apartment or hotel room or at your place
  • And you don’t have to worry about anyone seeing you
  • Everything always feels like it is exactly how it should be
  • Even if only for a short amount of time 
  • Where the two of you can pretend the rest of the world doesn’t exist
“hoe” tips debunked

i made a post similar to this a while go and i decided to make another one but instead of giving you tips i’ll be telling you which ones to avoid because theey are harmful/work temporarily/don’t work at all

-instagram makeup artists lie. a lot. you don’t need to buy a $70 face mask to have nice skin, and you don’t need to buy a gold elixir to have soft lips. even so, most face masks are temporary and will only make your skin clear for a day or so. 

-drinking pineapple juice before sex doesn’t do anything. it takes days for the fruit to actually settle into your body.

-douching is fucking terrible for your vagina because 1) it only pushes bacteria farther into your vag 2) NOTHING IS SUPPOSED TO GO UP YOUR VAGINA IT WILL CLEAN ITSELF

-anything that smells like perfume is not meant to go on your face. scented products will irritate your skin/make it itchy. go for something unscented/naturally scented with things like aloe vera, etc.

-don’t invest too much time or money into getting rid of acne scars, they usually fade on their own, and products for fading acne scars usually aren’t that pricey. unless in your case you have extremely bad scarring that calls for laser surgery, don’t stress about it. 

-coconut oil is bad. it’s bad for shaving, it’s bad as a moisturizer, it’s not supposed to go on your skin. coconut oil is supposed to go in your hair and ONLY in your hair. keep it off of your skin. 

-on top of that, rubbing coconut oil on your stretchmarks doesn’t work. in fact, none of the “hoe” tips about stretchmarks actually work. if you really want to get rid of them, invest in a good fading cream.

-like i said previously, nothing is supposed to go up your vagina. not water, not perfume, soap, nothing. you can clean your vulva with a scentless soap, but don’t ever put soap up your vag. your vagina was made to clean itself, and putting things up their will tip your ph.

-layering your skin 8 types of different acne medication will not get rid of your acne.

-it doesn’t matter how much pineapples and cranberries you eat. if your diet is trash your vagina won’t taste any different.

-if you have cystic acne the twitter/tumblr skin tips aren’t going to work for you. invest in a good acne medication, see a dermatologist if possible, because i know first hand that drenching yourself in tea tree oil does not work.

-stay away from skin products that have gold in them. gold is actually and irritant and the tightening you feel when you use a gold infused product is your skin reacting to the gold.

-pore strips can be very damaging and literally rip your skin off if you use them to often

-those spinny brushes that every ig makeup artist promotes damage your skin if you use them everyday. you don’t want to exfoliate your face more than once a week or your skin will become extremely sensitive.

-ACNE IS GENETIC. IF YOU HAVE CYSTIC ACNE THE AMOUNT OF WATER YOU DRINK WON’T GIVE YOU CLEAR SKIN. it doesn’t matter if you drink 2 gallons of water every day. acne is genetic and no amount of water will change that. if you really want clear skin, talk to your doctor/dermatologist, or invest in a good face wash and/or acne cream. what works for girls with natural clear skin isn’t going to work for you.

DEATH [FRED WEASLEY]

summary: in which fred meets the grim reaper — someone who guides the people after death, leading them towards the afterlife.

a/n: got this idea from a korean drama entitled goblin! lol, idk if anyone of you is familiar with it but anyways let’s just get going to the imagine 😂 (p.s. this imagine isn’t so sad just because of the title, i wanted to make it light but idk, you guys decide lmao) 

PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5

Masterlist 

     The young lady seemed out of place in a crowd filled with people covered in dust, dirt, sweat, and even blood. She was standing among them, completely unnoticed despite her foreign clothing — an elegant black dress that fell just below her knees, a coat over her shoulders bearing a similar color. Her hair was blowing softly against the wind, and a dark fedora hat was worn on her head.

      Taking low and quiet steps, she passed along the countless families mourning over their loved ones’ death. She nodded at a colleague who was talking to two people, one with scars on his face and another with peculiar colored hair. They seemed to be in a frantic state as the man before them explains that they are no longer alive, and if they follow him, he could help them.

      “Is she — Is she — ?” the woman asked, glancing at the girl in wonder when she momentarily stopped beside her old friend, eyeing her from head to toe.

      The man shook his head. “No, she’s not dead. She is here to help the others like me; she is also a Grim Reaper.” he flickered his attention to the young girl and returned her nod from earlier. “Well, I suggest we should get going now, Mr & Mrs Lupin …”

      They followed him sadly and Y/N watched as they suddenly evaporate into black smoke. She then sighed, looking once more around her surroundings, feeling depressed by the atmosphere crowding her. It seemed that even though she has done this countless of times, the thought of once again explaining to someone that he or she is dead was something she didn’t look forward to.

      Gazing forward, Y/N spotted a red-haired boy with a tall built, staring at his own family and corpse with wide eyes. She started to grab a card from her pocket as she approaches the young man who was in obvious shock at what he was seeing. She noticed that he was particularly staring sadly at a boy who bore the same face that he had, the said boy holding onto his mother in a horrible state.

      “Fred Weasley, twenty years old,” said Y/N as he snapped his brown eyes towards her direction in surprise, her attention on the card she was holding. “born on April 1, 1978; died on May 2, 1998. Cause of death is an explosion.”

      He stepped back cautiously. “W-What?”

      She looked up at him, keeping the card then. “It’s nice to meet you, Fred. How are you?”

      “How can you ask me that after saying the date I died?” he exclaimed.

      Y/N smiled a little bit. “Sorry, I’m not really good with small talk.”

      “Am I — Am I really dead?” he choked out, ignoring what she just said.

      Y/N paused for a moment and nodded slowly, Fred running his fingers through his hair in disbelief. “And who are you supposed to be?” he then questioned, gesturing to her.

      She folded her hands in front of her. “I don’t think you’ll believe me if I tell you, considering how I look and how you’re so young.”

      “As you just said a while ago, I’m twenty. That’s not young.” defended Fred. “I mean, I look older than you are, at least.”

      “I have never found a soul as talkative as you are.” Y/N tilted her head to the side, an amused smirk appearing on her red lips. “But to be fair, you are not entirely wrong. Shall we go for a walk?”

      Fred did a double take on his family, his parents and siblings who were still crying over his dead body. He frowned. “Can’t I just stay here?”

      She followed his gaze. “The more you stay. the more it hurts.”

      “It doesn’t matter anymore, does it? Now that I’m d-dead.” he closed his eyes momentarily and Y/N could see that he was trying to suppress a sob. “Bloody hell, mum, dad, Ron, Ginny, Percy, Bill, Charlie — George, no.” he slowly crouched down, his hands holding onto his head as if the idea of him really dead was only now sinking in.

      “Fred,” called Y/N softly, stepping closer.

      He did not turn though, he was still close to the ground. Y/N frowned when she finally heard his sobs. It was one of the things she was supposed to get used to in collecting souls, but there was something about his cry that broke her heart. He was indeed too young to be dead — but age really didn’t matter when it came to dying. Even newborn babies had to die without really living.

      She sighed. “Fred, it will be hard to accept but it is what it is.” said Y/N.

      He slowly lifted his head up, “Y-You’re the Grim Reaper.” he breathed out, his voice still laced with doubt.

       "I am.“ she furrowed her eyebrows. “You figured out faster than I thought.”

       "How could I not? With what you’re wearing and everything.“ Fred hastily wiped the tears away, taking his time into standing up once again.

       "Very observant indeed, just as what I’ve been told. You run a joke shop with your twin brother, right?”

       "Yeah,“ he sniffled. “though I’m not sure who’s going to accompany him now that I’m gone.”

       Y/N’s frown deepened as she reluctantly extends a hand out. Fred stared at it in question, Y/N biting onto her cheeks.

      “The more you stay, the more it hurts.” she repeated.

       "And I told you, it doesn’t matter because I’m dead!“ shouted Fred in exasperation.

       "You are dead, and yet, your soul is still capable of feeling. I know you don’t want to leave your family, I understand, I really do. But you can’t stay here forever — unless you’ll want to be like Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington who whenever our paths would cross, would ask me to take him back to the Boss.”

      His forehead wrinkled. “Boss? You mean — ”

      “The Creator.” finished Y/N, dropping her outstretched hand. “He’s the only person who’ll decide whether you’ll rest in peace or burn in hell. And I am supposed to be taking you to Him right now, so it’ll be appreciated if you’d be cooperative.”

      “Wait, you tried to collect Nearly Headless Nick?” asked Fred.

      Y/N was growing impatient. By far, he was the longest soul she has ever came across with. Usually, it’ll be easy to persuade them and join her to a trip to the main office as what in the same field of work call it; but with Fred, it looked like she needed to do some more explaining to make him understand.
       
      “But he’s like 500 years old!”

      She quirked an eyebrow. “Looks shouldn’t deceive you. Haven’t anyone told you that?”

      “I guess so.” murmured Fred, finally advancing beside her, sniffling softly again. “Can living people see you too?”

      Y/N placed her hands inside the pockets of her coat. “If I let them. Why do you ask?”

     "Tell my family that I’m going to be okay and they shouldn’t be sad about me because it wouldn’t be what I would want.“ answered Fred quickly, the words spilling out of his mouth in a fast pace. "J-Just promise me, please.”

      The Grim Reaper nodded curtly.

      “Say you’ll do.” repeated Fred. “Give me your word and I’ll willingly go with you now.”

       "I promise.“ said Y/N then. "You fought a battle that it worth fighting for, and you have died in an honorable way. You will be missed and never forgotten by those who have loved you truly, Fred Weasley. I will pass the message that all you wish is happiness to those who mourn after your death.”

       He had a hard time processing everything she just said, though with one last look towards his family, Fred sighed.

      “Okay, let’s go.” he said.

      She stared at his eyes and saw how broken he was. She was too familiar with the emptiness she always sees whenever she collects a soul, that as she bowed her head down slightly, she uttered the words she never fails to say to the one who surrenders himself completely.

      With a small smile, she spoke. “You will find peace in your heart someday and once you do, they’ll feel it too.”

       A similar black smoke surrounded the pair and then the next second, they silently vanished into thin air.

EXO Reaction to then finding out that you're a werewolf

I really loved this request from the moment I got it. Thank you anon! Xo, Admin A~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


Chanyeol:

*Saw you by accident* “Where is she… I need to talk to her.. I need to know what’s going on.. she’s got me so worried. But… how do I bring it up?” *Instead of being scared he want to know if you are okay xD*

Kris:

*Really confused* “She’s… something I didn’t even know existed… and what am I?  A boy? How… how am I supposed to be worth of her… what should I do?”

Sehun:

*Waits at the woods for you to appear* “I won’t run away, I’m here because I want to know the truth. To understand better… but don’t think I’ll give up on you”

Tao:

*Ends up getting in trouble with another pack and you come to save the day* “I’m sorry… I went looking for you… I was curious. Never thought this would happen… I don’t want to be a burden”

Kai:

*When you reveal the secret, he didn’t exactly registered it on his brain. Until one day you decide to show him, it all clicked then* “May god this is… this is amazing… I really… I really love her”

Xiumin:

*Hiding in the shadows, seeing you suffer with the transformation* “So this is… the secret she’s always hiding… carrying this on her shoulders by herself… why didn’t she tell me.. there’s not much I could do but.. be there for her..”

Baekhyun:

*Tries to stay away for a few days* “She’s a… what should I do? I can’t stay away… I want to be by her side.. but will she let me… will they let me… I need to talk to her, tell her how I feel”

Luhan:

“So… you are a werewolf. This is why you didn’t want to be with me, you thought it was too dangerous. I might be a mere human but I won’t give up, I’m tougher than how I look. I’ll give my life for you”

Chen:

“I saw you the other day… I’m not scared if that’s what you’re thinking. But I want to hear it from you, because right now it all seems like a dream. I want to know the truth jagi… all of it”

Kyungsoo:

*He’d literally go through everything just to keep your secret safe* “I might be weak, I might be just a human but… I can still protect you, my girl. I’ll do everything for my little wolf”

Lay:

*Trying to make sense to all of this* “So.. so she’s… human.. and wolf… and how do you call those? Oh! Werewolves! But that’s a myth… or not.. explains her amazing hearing… maybe I should ask.. she’ll tell me the whole story. But what if she thinks I don’t want to be with her… no no. I need to tell her this changes nothing, I feel the same”

Suho:

*A little upset but not scared* “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me… I’m your boyfriend, don’t you trust me? It’s important, this is important. Not that it changes my feelings, no. But I don’t like not knowing, specially when it’s about you… when you’re in danger…”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

anonymous asked:

If Tony is willing to ignore Accord and go help Steve in Siberia since he realize he's wrong about the Accord, why does he leave all team cap in RAFT? Should he also go help to break them out? I mean half responsibility is because of him not willing to listen to Cap explanation before the airport flight began?

I would argue that Tony doesn’t realize he’s wrong about *the Accords* at all. Tony is shown to have approximately 3 major motivations in his support of the Accords, and the emphasis on which one is foregrounded shifts from act to act in the film, but they are all still operant throughout the entirety.

1) Tony sincerely believes that the Avengers need to accept some oversight, though it sounds like he also thinks that the Accords can be tweaked and amended to make the process tenable, as is common in UN documents. Tony’s major character arc has always been about accountability and it’s clear that they wanted to remind us of that with the callback to IM1 and the fact that Tony is canonically willing to lose a great deal in order to take responsibility for his mistakes and the costs they incur to others. “If we can’t accept limitations, we’re no better than the bad guys” is not lip service. The Avengers have been operating above the law, and he’s recognizing that that’s a problem. 

Tony realizes that Bucky isn’t guilty of the UN bombing in Vienna and that Ross, who for whatever reason, despite being the US Secretary of Defense and not a UN official, seems to be riding herd on him/them, doesn’t care and is trigger happy, willing to kill not only Bucky but also Steve, and he doesn’t want that, which was made clear in the scene before he and Nat get reinforcements (sigh why Spider-Man, Marvel, no really). I’d argue that a good deal of Tony’s willingness to break the rules so quickly when he goes after Steve and Bucky is the direct result of Ross’s bad faith and disregard for actual facts in his trigger-happy pursuit. And Tony likely knows enough about Ross’s history with the Supersoldier research to know that Ross likely has multiple agendas in play.

He also didn’t know that arrest meant the Raft, as he tells Clint, (which is part of the fun of everyone acting like Tony orchestrated the arrest or built the raft, but lol what is logic in the face of character-bashing) and doesn’t like that, but we also have lots of implicit visual evidence that Ross *had* threatened him before the chat with the Avengers about the Accords with the other, less ‘reasonable’ options that were on the table, which is very clear when you watch his body language and the meaningful looks Ross gives Tony during that presentation. This is probably a good deal of what Natasha is responding to when she talks about ‘reading the terrain;’ not just the international politics, but the tensions and unspoken communication flying all over that the room. 

2) Guilt and remorse over both his own failures in particular and the costs of the team’s work in general because of Charlie Spenser’s mom and residual guilt, grief, and survivor guilt from his earlier movies, particularly IM 1 “I shouldn’t even be alive unless it was for a reason.” Whereas Steve avoids contact with the people asking for accountability and dismisses the televised criticism, turning it off, Tony is the person people confront, and he’s the only person who is confronted with visceral grief from people who’ve lived with the collateral damage. 

On a side note, I still can’t believe that I have read with my own two eyes meta explaining how Tony’s refusal to accept civilian casualties as a result of Avengers missions as just one of those things we have to expect as both pathological and as evidence that he will never ‘really’ be an Avenger and shouldn’t be because what you really need to be on that team is a tough skin regarding the deaths of the people you’re trying to protect, which is framed as a military mindset, because now apparently acceptable superheroes need to be military. I mean, they’re not supposed to have a hierarchy unless it ends at godking Steve, behind whose infallible morality everyone must fall in line or be thrown out because that’s apparently how teamwork works now, but hey. I don’t know about you, but complacency in the face of civilian casualties is not particularly an attribute I want to see in my superpowered mercenary force.  

3) Fear-This becomes more and more prominent as the film progresses-fear that the team will be disbanded or worse-we still don’t know what Ross had on the table that was worse than just disbanding the team, but he said this was the middle ground. Tony says repeatedly that there’s worse, though he never says what. So he’s clearly worried about the team falling apart, then afraid for Steve’s life when Ross makes it clear he’s willing to kill him if necessary. 

I’d argue that he’s also afraid of the greater consequences of disbanding the team. I know we all like to pretend that AoU was a really distasteful fever dream, but again, endgame is the return of the Chitauri and/or Thanos (he doesn’t know about Thanos obvs, but it’s clear he fears a return invasion), and the Avengers are the only defense, and he is literally the only member of the team who seems to gaf about it, but at least there *is* a team. Without the Avengers, even that flimsy defense is toast. Tony Stark’s canonical deepest worst fear is that when the invasion comes, his team will die because he didn’t do enough to prepare or to defend them, and he’s watching the team disintegrate and be threatened with death. That’s a fear with layers–for individuals, the team, the world. The Accords offer potential for the team to survive in the face of the world reasonably saying ‘hold up; this unprecedented and unsupervised military force is intolerable.’

So now that the shaky premise that Tony believes the Accords are wrong is out of the way, let’s talk about your other claims:

A) It’s half Tony’s fault TeamCap ends up in the Raft because Tony doesn’t listen to Steve showing up and, after not listening or compromising at all, he says one sentence (paraphrasing bc I don’t have it memorized) Not gonna go back even though you just said you are trying to take us in before the people with shoot to kill orders do in 12 hours, because there are 5 more Winter Soldiers and we have to get to them before Zemo. I’d argue that not listening went both ways in that scene, but hey, okay, I’ll play. Should Tony have stopped and said hold up, what, please explain why you appear to be fleeing the country with a known fugitive after killing and injuring a ton of people when we were at the last opportunities to salvage anything of the very concept of the Avengers? Okay, sure. Could Steve have tried harder? Could any other member of TeamCap have tried to explain? Yuuuup. Did they? Nope. 

This is after Sam and Steve flat out gave up on Tony helping or compromising because of his cardinal sin of disagreeing with Steve AND YET constantly trying to help and mitigate the effects of their choices the entire film while they sulk that their actions have consequences they were warned of before they tried them. So if you want to call it half Tony’s fault, I’m guessing you mean the other half is Cap. What about the agency of the people who made the choice to break the law? I mean, really? There are more than two people there?So half? No. I’m pretty sure they had agency, made choices, knew there were consequences, aaaaaand he spent the whole movie warning them that they no longer lived in a world without rules or accountability, and oh HEEEEEEY check out consequences. Adult rules suck. 

So for Part B) shouldn’t Tony have helped break the team out of the Raft?

What makes this different and their trip to the Raft different than the decision-making for Tony to sneak after Steve is fairly clear-Ross broke faith, broke the law, and Tony then, in response, snuck around the Accords to try to help Steve and Bucky with their mission, and to go after the real villain bc Ross is demonstrably uninterested. The Avengers end up in the Raft, and it’s not like Tony doesn’t seem unhappy about that, because they made a choice to break a law they knew existed and did it anyhow and the result was a HUGE amount of mayhem and destruction and the only reason there weren’t civilian casualties is because Tony had the airport evacuated first. If we think about Tony’s motivations, the difference between when he’s willing to break the law and when he’s not is pretty obvious. The first example has to do with Ross, not the UN, subverting proper law because he’s a bully and blowhard, and maybe bc he has other agendas. But the reason the Avengers are in the raft is because they broke the law, and knew it, and the Accords are about demonstrating that no one, even, or ESPECIALLY those with this unprecedented power, is above the law. Breaking them out like this … demonstrates the opposite, and that’s part of why I’m so unhappy with Steve’s characterization in this film. 

Add to that a few issues: Is Tony even allowed back there again? Last time he went, he messed with the audio and Ross knows it. Tony even knew they’d figure that out. Not only that, when Steve does get them out, because again, the Avengers in his book are above the law–what a turnaround from CA:TFA where Steve breaks regulations to run out and rescue Bucky and the others, but turns himself in after because he realizes that he may have had to do what he did but that he wasn’t above the law and that actions have consequences even when your intent is good. Steve now? Not so much. 

Whoops, digression. 

But what does/would it say to the world when he does believe in limitations, should he break the Avengers out? It again confirms the public’s sense that the Avengers don’t feel accountable to the rest of the world. DESPITE THAT, Tony’s willing to stymie Ross at the end, and you can bet he’s being called a) because Ross suspects his involvement and b) because Ross wants his help getting them back. Tony’s decision to put Ross on hold is played for laughs, but it demonstrates loyalties the team frankly, doesn’t reciprocate, and Tony’s totally been left holding the bag-in terms of answering for the Avengers, in terms of being suspected as complicit in their escape, in terms of being the Avengers with Vision if they decide to do so, and worst of all, in the face of the coming invasion he expects. And he still does it. So no, he doesn’t break them out. He’s not an anarchic child, and he actually believes what he argues, AND it also makes the most political and pragmatic sense. His behavior makes perfect sense in that context. 

I also find it faaaaaaaaaascinating that Tony is expected to demonstrate loyalty towards team members who never once show it towards him here, but somehow even though he is explicitly motivated by that loyalty at many points in this film, even if he is not at all blameless (I’m not a fan of his failure to tell Wanda that she was on house arrest or WHY, or that he doesn’t lay out to the team whatever Ross told him), somehow, it’s all on him. Let’s not pretend that there isn’t a clear double standard at play here. 

LOOONG ANSWER, but I hope that makes sense. 

Hired Help (Part 1/?) (Deadpool x reader)

Request: I haven’t seen Mr. Pool in a little while! I’d love if you wrote one where Deadpool is protecting you from a guy you dated and you develop a brother/sister bond.

Language, obviously

With a quick flip of a chair and a swung leg over its back rest, Wade dropped himself onto the seat in a grumbling heap, grabbing his crotch with a wince of pain from a leg not raised up quite high enough.  “Goddammit, that stings!  Why the fuck do you have chairs in a bar anyway?  They’re called bar stools for a reason.”

“Hey, that’s new!” Weasel whined in reply.  “Could you maybe not wipe your dick all over the furniture please?  I’m trying to run a business.”

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Chicken Soup

‘what happened after the three days in the infirmary’ shit I suddenly want to write.

also, ignore the title.

“Well, this is a surprise. Who would have thought that of all people to catch the flu, it’s you”

Will Solace sneezed and blew his nose before dropping the tissue on the trash can near his bed. Because of course, being sick doesn’t excuse him being unsanitary and messy with his surroundings. 

Another sneeze.

A sly smile curved up at the edge of Nico’s lips. “What a sight”

“Shut up, di Angelo. Go ahead, laugh at me why don’t you” The son of Apollo’s voice sounded groggy and tired.

“What do you really want me to do? Shut up or laugh?” The son of Hades spoke with sarcasm and stepped closer earning him a glare from the son of Apollo.

“Stay right there, di Angelo! Don’t you dare get any closer” Okay, that sounded a bit louder considering the fact that he was sick.

“Okay wow, never would have thought that you mind personal space that much” Nico stopped and lowered his face down a little, staring at the infirmary’s floor. Will looked at the demigod and maybe, it was the effect of him being sick and on medication that had him feeling the sadness and rejection from Nico more than he might have on a normal basis but nevertheless, it made him feel rather guilty. 

“Sorry, that sounded a bit harsh” Will spoke, his voice considerably lower “I just don’t want you to get sick, Nico”

“A little flu won’t hurt me, Solace”

“It would. I’m your doctor, di Angelo. Listen to me, I would know what’s best or you” Nico rolled his eyes at those words but didn’t say anything  to contradict “You’re whole body, including your immune system is still at risk. Just because you’re out of the infirmary, doesn’t mean you’re fully recovered. Please don’t act all stupid and irrational” 

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Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Notes: So, I watched 3x20 a few hours ago and I saw @briarsrosie‘s post on “when your flashfrost villain au comes to life” and I was so inspired by that that I sat down to write something (when I should really be sleeping)… Also, I read someone’s post speculating on how Savitar gave KF her clothes, so I incorporated that too. I’m really sorry but I can’t remember the source. I’d love it if you let me know so I can link it here.

Title is the song “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” by Lorde (originally by Tears for Fears). I listened to Lorde on loop while writing this. It’s an amazing cover and it does wonders for setting the mood.

Rating: T

Word Count: ~2,300


i.

Welcome to your life
There’s no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you
Acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on Mother Nature
Everybody wants to rule the world

He’s watching her.

She knows this even with her back turned to him, even with his suit locked in place, even with the mask shuttered over his eyes. He is always watching her, and he has never tried to hide it.

“So this is your little hideout,” she drawls, running fingers over the grimy metal, leaving a trail of frost in their wake. “A bit of a dump, but I suppose it will do.”

“I’ve brought you clothes,” he says. He throws a sack onto the floor. “Wear them.”

She narrows her eyes at him. “A costume? Really?”

“Unless you want to stay in Caitlin Snow’s clothes?” he returns.

She looks down on what she’s wearing. A tight pencil skirt, a hideous top, and a torn lab coat. She frowns. “No. This is appalling.”

“Then wear these.”

“You could have at least handed them to me like a proper gentleman,” she mutters. She summons ice to bring the sack to her.

He lets out a sound that could have been a snort. “In every Earth I’ve been to, men found the need to be gentlemen because they believed women to be weaker. That they must be handled with care.”

It’s the longest sentence he’s spoken to her so far, and against her will, her lips curve into a smile.

She runs a hand over the fabric. It’s soft, lightweight, and durable, and clearly not from this Earth. “So does that mean that you won’t even look away?”

He doesn’t reply.

“Suit yourself,” she says, turning her back to him. She tosses Caitlin Snow’s lab coat away and gathers her hair to one side, and then, with a brief glance at his stony gaze, she untucks the blouse. She pulls it over her head in one fluid motion. She unzips the tight little pencil skirt and lets it pool to the floor around her ankles. She daintily steps out of them, and then she slides the dress he’d given her up her legs and over her bare torso.

“A perfect fit,” she says, running her hands over where the dress narrows to hug the curves of her waist. She turns to face him. “A little too perfect. How do you know my measurements?”

He does not look away, but he does not acknowledge her question, either. “You are to kill Tracy Brand tomorrow,” he says. “She will be at CCU. Do not fail me.”

And then he disappears.

The wind he leaves in his wake displaces Caitlin Snow’s clothes on the floor, flattens them against the walls, tucks them into dark corners.

She raises a hand. Frost crawls over the grimy, blood-stained clothes.

When she balls her hand into a fist, they shatter into pieces.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I love your Gaston stories. I was wondering if you'd do one where Gaston ends up getting cursed like the Beast did (or instead of the Beast) and the reader is his Belle? :)

Pairing: Gaston x Reader
Fandom: Disney ; Beauty and the Beast (2017)
Warnings: /

A/N: I’m so glad you enjoy my Gaston stories, darling! I hope you enjoy your request as well <33

                                                          *****

You were on your way to the neighbor village, trying to get some special fabric for your mother’s birthday next week. The journey with the horse was supposed to only take you an hour or so, but you had to ride through the woods and got lost about thirty minutes ago, still trying to find your way back to the path that would lead your way.

Or any path for that matter.

“Oh, Marié, I think we’re utterly lost,” you petted the head of your horse.

It would still be quite some time till darkness would set in though, so at least you didn’t have to worry about that for now.

You got off your horse and tied her reins to a nearby tree.

“Alright. Let’s see where we are,” you looked up a tree that should’ve been high enough for you to see which way to go.

You started your climb, as careful as possible, which was a little hard with a long dress, but you somehow managed.

You found your way to the crown of the tree that was overlooking the entire forest. With that, you now knew where to go. A proud smile set on your lips that quickly disappeared when you heard Marié neighing. Loudly at that. She was your horse since she was a foal, so at this point, you knew what sounds she made when she felt certain things. Right now, she felt fear.

“Marié?” you began your climb back down, a little rushed maybe, which was a bad idea, since you missed a branch and fell down. Only a few feet, but enough to hurt yourself.

Your horse was still there, at least that was a relief.

“Are you alright?” a voice asked. A deep voice.

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A Fool of Mine [6]

Originally posted by come-home

Title: A Fool of Mine
Chapter: 6/?
Pairing: Gaston/Reader
Words: 1,628
Summary: [ Dinner, n stuff. ]
Tags: @17gnomes-in-a-trenchcoat @with-a-hint-of-pesto-aioli @juggernaut-jones @lost-and-confused-fallen-angel @blackxthexbeast @the7thsilence @leah5684
A/N: THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY SHORT AND IM SORRY AND ALSO I DIDNT REMEMBER THAT ADAM READ BELLE ROMEO AND JULIET IN THE ANIMATED UNTIL AFTER I WROTE THAT PART OK but it’s technically not cheating bc this is based offa the live action and the Human Again scene isn’t even technically a part of the original ;;)))))


The first thing you noticed when you awoke was your pounding headache. You pulled yourself out of bed and glanced at yourself in the mirror - your hair was wild and there were bags under your eyes.

Throwing open the curtains was your biggest mistake. The light hurt your eyes, which certainly didn't help your migraine.

Definitely a hangover.

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Hi! Today, my roommate (we work at the same movie theatre) asked if I wanted to switch our today shifts, meaning I worked his 12-8:30 shift, and he worked my 5:30-to close shift. I said yes and come 5:30 he didnt show up. My manager screamed at me and told me I was not allowed to leave or I would get fired. My fiancé, there to pick me up, drove straight home and asked why he didn’t show up to work. “I overslept.” You overslept ALL DAY? Fiancé says, “Well, [me] isn’t allowed to leave unless youre there. I can drive you really quick. Its not too late.” “What time is it?” “Nine. Am I taking you or should I tell them you’re not coming?” “…I’m not coming.” My manager made me stay until 10:20. I was there for ten fucking hours. Ive worked shifts like that before but never while I was so angry. Everyone is furious with him. He’s supposed to move to another state with me in about a month and a half and I don’t think I want him to come anymore. If I can’t trust him to make a shift how can I trust him in a place neither of us have ever been before?