well it didn't come out exactly how i wanted it but pretty close

kisses all around

summary: Richie’s kissed all of the Losers at one point in time. Whether it be for a dare or figuring out his sexuality or because he’s dating one of them. Although, the Losers think Richie hasn’t kissed Eddie - it makes sense. They’re in a secret relationship. But, of course, Richie forgets that small detail. 
warnings: boys kissing, swearing.
pairings: reddie (richie/eddie) with a side of stenbrough (stan/bill), bichie (bill/richie) & platonic beverie (richie/beverly).
a/n: Honestly, I hope you guys like this bc idk what I’m doing tbh. I’m basically winging this. Also I’ve never done a boyxboy fic so bare with me, pals. Oh & sorry if any of them are out of character, I’m need to get used to writing their personalities. (also please give this some attention if you like it).

Richie Tozier liked boys and girls.

He figured that out when he had to kiss Stan Uris in a game of spin the bottle at a party during their freshman year in high school. Of course, he was very much confused afterwards and went up to Beverly Marsh the weekend she decided to visit Derry, Maine. After smoking a cigarette or two with the redhead, he asked to kiss her. Although, Beverly wanted a reason why. She pushed and prodded at Richie until she got the answer.

He was just confused, simple as that.  She agreed right then and there, and proudly kissed Richie.  But somehow that made him even more confused, because what the fuck, I like both? Beverly came out to Richie then to make him feel better.  She liked both, too. Over the years they started talking about cute boys and girls together whenever they could.

A year later during their sophomore year, Richie was a proud bisexual but only out to a few people: Stan, Beverly, and somehow Mike Hanlon figured it out. Richie exactly wasn’t sure how, but he did. During their fall break, the Losers were playing a game of truth or dare at the Quarry. Bev had once again visited Derry, Maine, and they were all extremely happy.  It wasn’t the same without their redheaded girl.

The game was fun - it was there when Richie was dared to kiss Ben. He simply laughed and walked up to the boy. He grabbed Ben’s face and planted one right on his lips before walking away. The Losers who didn’t know of Richie’s sexuality didn’t really think anything of it. It was Richie, why would they?

A year down the road, in their junior year, the trashmouth ended up getting drunk at a party with Bill Denbrough and they made out in a closet until Ben found them. Ben just stared at them for a moment before walking away; though, Ben questioned them both the next day when they were all hungover, but sober. Neither boy talked about it much, surprisingly. They had tried dating but eventually figured out they worked better as best friends than anything. (Kind of because Richie liked someone else who was shorter than him, feisty, and a hypochondriac; and Bill liked a curly headed Jewish boy).

The day when Richie kissed Mike was a completely blank of mind and mostly an accident. It was out excitement.  Mike had gotten Richie a vinyl of his favorite band at the moment for his birthday, and Richie got so happy that he just smashed his lips on Mike’s before continuing his excited shouting. Mike wasn’t grossed out, though. He didn’t mind it; he had to reassure Richie that a couple days later when the glasses wearing boy realized what had happened.

Now, onto Eddie Kaspbrak. Richie Tozier first kissed the smaller boy not too soon after he and Bill tried to do the dating thing. Richie had gotten so fed up with pining after Eddie that on Valentine’s Day, he kissed him in an empty hallway, blurted that he had feelings for him, and walked off. But, then, Eddie ran to him and pulled the taller boy down by the collar of his shirt.  Eddie quickly kissed Richie, again, and stated that he liked him back.

That was a full year ago. Maybe a few days added. Richie Tozier and Eddie Kaspbrak have been dating an entire year, completely unknown to the other five Losers.  Well, mostly.  Bev had her suspicions and Bill caught on pretty quickly. The others just chimed it up to be Richie and Eddie hanging out or being the weirdos they are every once in a while.

That is, until Ben brought up Richie having kissed everyone. They were stuck inside Bill’s living room because of the pouring rain outside.  An abandoned game of Go Fish sat on the coffee table and another forgotten game of Monopoly sat near the TV. Bill was sat beside Stan on the two seated couch; Bev sat on the arm of the recliner where Ben sat; Mike was sprawled out on the couch while Richie was by the wall; Eddie had disappeared to grab a snack from the kitchen.

“So, Richie, you’ve kissed almost all of us. Why haven’t you kissed Eddie yet?” He asked, genuinely curious. Bill rolled his eyes, obviously knowing the truth, and Bev covered her growing smile and laughter.

Richie scoffed and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms.  “Well, fuck, Benny Boy, why the hell wouldn’t I kiss Eds? It’s not like he’s my boyfriend or anything,” he sarcastically retaliated.  But he quickly realized his mistake and his half closed eyes widened behind the glasses, which caused his eyes to look even bigger.

“You and Eddie are dating?” Ben asked.

Eddie, who was walking in from the kitchen, dropped the family sized Doritos bag and stared equally wide-eyed at their group of friends. They were all staring back. Except Bev, she was trying not to laugh. And Bill, he was grabbing a couple of dollars from Stan, who was actually glaring at them.

Richie!” Eddie yelled, voice high pitched as he turned to look at his now not so secret boyfriend.

Richie laughed, albeit nervously, and slung an arm around Eddie’s shoulders. “Obviously I’m joking, I haven’t kissed Eds ever! We’re not dating, why the fuck would-?”

“Cut it, Richie, you can’t fool us anymore,” Mike interrupted with a sly grin.

Eddie groaned and Richie rolled his eyes. Though, no one hated on them like Eddie thought would happen. It was why they kept it a secret. Richie didn’t want to push him into coming out and so he went along with keeping the relationship on the down low. At seeing none of them with disgusted expressions, Richie just grinned at Eddie. Eddie flipped his boyfriend off as he picked up the bag of chips.

“For outing us, I’m not kissing you for a whole day.”


Everyone laugh at Richie’s response. Eddie smirked and sat down by Mike’s feet on the couch. Richie grumbled under his breath and crossed his arms again as he leaned against the wall.

“Oh, cheer up, Richie,” Beverly laughed, “An entire day won’t be that bad.”

“Yeah, yeah. Fuck off, Marsh.”

a/n: okAY I hope you guys liked this, I thought of it half asleep this morning & decided “fuck it, I’m writing this” so here ya go, pals!! sorry for any spelling mistakes btw, I’ll fix it up later.

anonymous asked:

How realistic was Laura fighting in Logan? She's 11. Her bones would theoretically still be pretty soft, but she's also a mutant who heals almost instantly. While she does often lose to adults when they swarm her, she also kills a lot of people. In addition, she falls in a weird limbo between Child Solider and Child Raised for Combat because the people who trained her from birth treated her as disposable, and didn't try to brainwash her. As a result, she escapes ASAP. Thoughts?

Well, I haven’t seen Logan yet but the problem with the question is “realistic”. This is X-men, realism left the building ages ago. Nothing is realistic. If you’re asking about realism then you’re asking the wrong questions because superpowers change the rules. What you’re really asking is: should an eleven year old child be able to fight on the same level as an experienced warrior like Wolverine?

And the answer is, in the Marvel universe characters with healing factors (like Wolverine) have recovered from being burned into ash by the sun. So, in a setting where his healing factor is failing and he’s dying but she’s young, genetically/physically enhanced, and hers is working at full throttle then why not? She’s a tiny Logan. A rage-filled murder ball dedicated to death and destruction, created in a lab that turns human guinea pigs into ultimate weapons. So, I ask, why not? She’s doing exactly what she’s been designed to do, minus it being on the orders of someone else.

What stops children from competing with adults is three things.

1) Physical immaturity. Their bodies are still developing, and not on par with an adults.

2) Mental immaturity. Their brains are still developing, and don’t have the same basic understanding that adults do especially in regards to consequences. They don’t really grasp concepts like “death” and “gone forever” very well. Psychologically, these kids get pretty messed up.

3) Due to the above two problems, unless they have weapons, they can’t overcome the gap.

X-23 does all three. She has the healing factor, genetic enhancements, and blades coming out of her hands and front toe, all of which solve two of the above problems. They allow her to go toe to toe with adults because she can simply power or brute force her way through it. From a combat perspective, it doesn’t really matter if she gets hurt or go through serious body horror as her body will repair itself. So, someone without morals could put her through a meat grinder and still use her again. Plus, at least in X-men Evolution and the comics, she tends to be psychologically messed up. Someone who was treated as a weapon from the moment she was born, trained as a weapon, used as a weapon, and doesn’t really comprehend most “normal” human experiences. A clone with all Wolverine’s experiences, except she went through them as a child.

Laura Kinney, X-23 is by all standards a fairly new character in the Marvel universe. She was first introduced in the early 2000s through the WB cartoon X-Men: Evolution. Like Harely Quinn, she’s a canon immigrant. When she was introduced in the cartoon, she was a teenager.

In character, she was an angry violent rage-ball, a teenage version of Logan except more lost and unstable. However, the major difference between their experiences was that where Logan was an adult when he went through the Weapon X program, she was a child. She was the twenty-third test subject, and the only one who survived the experiments. X-23 was desperate to find out who she was and where she belonged; and, having been “raised” by Hydra, determined to find (and, possibly kill) Wolverine whom she viewed as responsible for everything that happened to her. That desire was mixed up in her desire to know who she was. Because she was a human weapon, she couldn’t distinguish between the two. Fighting was what she knew how to do, so that’s what she did. Her introduction was sneaking through the X-men mansion, disabling all the other mutant children and teachers in order to single Logan out to fight.

As a character, considering everything else, she was a fairly accurate representation of a child raised to be a human weapon. Psychologically traumatized, unstable, and unable to really comprehend her emotions or concepts like “friendship” and “family”. Deeply mistrustful of anyone and anything who got too close, unable to communicate her needs except through anger and violence. Any approach was likely to elicit an immediate, violent response. She doesn’t know how to be anything except a weapon.

Logan could reach her because Logan understood what she’d been through, but he also couldn’t really help her and it took a long time before she came to trust him (if she ever really did). That door didn’t open often for anyone else.

If you want to see her first appearances then the episodes to watch are “X23″ and “Target X”.  The name “Laura Kinney” comes (I think) from the comics as she originally did not have any name other than X-23.

In the comics, she’s another of the Weapon X subjects and the 23 refers to her gender rather than the number of times it took to create her. She escapes like she does in the movie, and eventually starts trying to figure out who she is.

It’s not really worth asking questions about realism when a setting has explicitly ejected realism. Have a good guffaw over anyone trying to argue about the “realism of Batman”. There isn’t any. The setting has defined its own definition of realism and that’s what it follows. Realism isn’t everything, and it doesn’t define what a good story is. Often, it’s not even the question you should be asking. Avatar: the Las Airbender has some awesome fighting for a children’s cartoon, fighting clearly drawn (ha!) from martial arts in the real world. However, it is by no means realistic. And, honestly, that doesn’t matter.

Well-told stories are defined by how well they tell their stories, and maintain their suspension of disbelief. Everything else after that is popcorn. Realism comes into play when we admire how well someone has done their research, how well that research supports and enhances our experience when consuming media. You don’t want to understand combat just for an added dose of realism, but also because knowledge gives us more options to work with. The more you know, the more detail you can add. All the better to create a more enjoyable experience, my dear.

Understanding the rules is the first step in figuring out how to break them, or just manipulate them to your advantage. Whatever works.


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Meet The Potters

July “Summer Tropes” @jilychallenge ~ @petalstofish vs. @bantasticbeasts

Prompt: this water fight was such a good idea but oops now your shirt is see-through and DAmn you look good –> Companion fic to “First Meeting”

She’d gone running to Sirius’ after a bad fight with her mum since her own boyfriend was ‘basically in azkaban’ (or so James’ owl had read) for breaking into a restricted area of the Ministry of Magic on a internship tour. Sirius was good as a shoulder to lean on when Lily needed to talk to about how annoying families could be but Lily had wanted nothing more than to see James’ calming stare. As if he read her mind, her boyfriend was standing in front of her with inquisitive hazel eyes that studied her long skirts and lightly flowered white shirt.

Even though the shock of seeing him standing there on Sirius’ steps bold as brass was taking up a large portion of her brain, Lily couldn’t deny that James Potter looked exactly like Prince Charming at that very moment.

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anonymous asked:

We didn't get that many game night scenes this season. Can you fix that cap?? ❤️👍

Kara doesn’t like to bother anyone when she’s sad.

Well, she thinks of it as bothering, anyway.

No one else does.

Alex certainly doesn’t.

And Alex knows – much as she wants to slug Barry Allen right in that pretty little mouth for recruiting his sister to join him, alone, without her, on another Earth to combat an entire invading army – that Cisco, Barry, and the rest of the Earth-1 crew wouldn’t consider it a bother, either.

Because friends aren’t bothered by friends.

And friends really aren’t bothered by inter-dimensional Game Nights with friends.

So she does something she hasn’t done since they were kids and would hide each other’s things to see how long it would take the other to find it (Kara cheated with her powers of flight; Alex consequently got really good at climbing trees).

She rummages around in Kara’s room to find the communicator Cisco left her.

And she calls him.

“You remember Kara’s boyfriend?”

“The goofy one who seemed more like he should be her brother than her man?”

“You picked up on that too, did you?”

“Agent Danvers, please. Detection is what I do.”

“Oh my god, you sound like my girlfriend. Listen, she’s been having a really tough year, and he was… for better or for worse – mostly for worse – he was the only one she could touch without worrying about breaking his nose or dislocating his shoulder. He was a piece of her history, her people, you know? And now – “

“Say no more, Alex. Get Kara to her apartment tonight. I’m bringing the crew.”

She chuckles and she shakes her head and sighs, and she wonders if it was wrong. Using Kara’s communicator behind her back. Telling Cisco – and by extension, the others – behind her back. 

But that night? 

That night, when Kara comes home and her apartment is flooded with Barry Allen, Iris West, Cisco Ramon, Caitlin Snow, Sara Lance? Along, of course, with the people she loves most on this earth?

Any and all trepidation leaves Alex, because Kara is crying, but they’re happy tears, they’re grateful tears. 

Because she’s launching herself – literally – at Barry (James and Winn try not to be jealous, Winn unsure who, exactly, he’s jealous of), and she’s laughing with Cisco and she’s hugging Iris and Caitlin at the same time and they’re rocking back and forth and talking fast, and she’s a warm, happy, affectionate, but a little stiffer with Sara Lance – “Look at that sexual tension. Sara might be her closet key, babe, like I was for you. Relax, Lena, getting Kara to come out can only help your cause,” Maggie mutters, and Lena tries to unclench her fists – and then Kara is launching into Alex’s arms.

“You did this, you brought them all here… for me?” she asks, and Alex smooths her hair out of her face and tries not to blush. Because her reputation with all these people is supposed to be that of a formidable warrior, and unshakable soldier.

But all they’ve seen so far is her licking frosting off her girlfriend’s fingers and coddling her sister tenderly.


“I’d do anything for you, Kara.”

Kara melts into Alex’s arms, and Barry, Winn, James, and Cisco awww. 

“Well you boys are gonna get along,” Sara observes, a half-cocked grin on her face as she nudges Kara in the ribs lightly.

“Hey, Supergirl, your very attractive sister and her – might I say – deathly gorgeous girlfriend made you cupcakes before we all got here,” she tells her, and she’s rewarded by Alex’s splutter, Maggie’s blush, and Kara’s squeal of excitement.

“They’re in a relationship,” Caitlin scolds Sara softly, grinning, and Sara shrugs.

“Yeah, and I’ve died a couple times over. Nothing’s impossible,” she winks, and Iris and Caitlin laugh, their eyes on Kara as she devours the sweets.

“Alex, I’ve been meaning to ask you – how exactly does her metabolism work? Is it like Barry’s? But she must have a completely different physiology – “ Caitlin wants to know, and Cisco and Winn groan into each other.

“We’ve lost them, Captain,” Cisco murmurs, and sure enough, Alex’s eyes are glistening as she launches into Kara’s biochemical processes.

“Star Trek on other earths, that’s what I’m talking about!” Winn’s jaw drops as he puts up a high five, and Sara leans close into Maggie.

“And now we’ve lost these two,” she winks, and Maggie gulps slightly.

Eventually, they regain Caitlin and Alex, Winn and Cisco, and eventually, they kick off their first inter-dimensional Game Night in earnest.

It turns out that Barry and Kara – the two kindest, the two quietest, the two most thoughtful of them all – are the most competitive together.

They scramble to see who can get their suits on first, on fastest, and when James whips out his camera to take a series of videos, a series of stills, of the heroes in their full-out superhero get-up, trying to out race the other on Mario Kart, it only stokes their fire more.

They steal the controllers from each other and they toss bananas and turtle shells at each other and they ignore everyone else in the race.

Iris laughs into Maggie’s shoulder, torn between cheering on her fiance and cheering on the girl who makes her more than a bit bi.

Lena laughs as Alex and Winn do battle with their hands, with limp wrists, mocking each other and egging each other on as Alex whispers into his ear affectionate teasing about him having a thing for superheroes that has his blushing, that has him preening, that has him squealing about how she can’t talk, she melts whenever Maggie even looks at her.

Barry and Kara are so focused on each other, so focused on their super speed competition playing out on Kara’s TV screen that they don’t notice Sara and Cisco silently cheering on Caitlin.

They don’t notice Caitlin’s silent focus, and they don’t notice Princess Peach’s subtle approach behind their Toad and Luigi.

They don’t notice Caitlin’s slightly squinted eyes and they don’t notice the way she moves with her controller.

They don’t notice until she uses a boost of speed to pass them both to cross the finish line in first place.

Cisco and Sara yell victoriously and slap five and topple over a smug-looking Caitlin; Winn doubles over with laughter, with relief that the house is filled with happy yelling, not the other kind; Iris rushes to laughingly console a betrayed-looking Barry; James shakes his head with a grin as he takes photos of Lena consoling a sulking Kara; and Maggie passes cupcakes to Alex, who passes them to Kara, who stuffs her face while leaning into James and mock-glaring at a celebrating Caitlin.

“Round two!” she demands once she’s re-energized, and the feeling of joy, the feeling of adrenaline that’s just for pleasure – that no one’s life is depending on, just happiness, just freedom, just family – last long into the night of the first, but definitely not the last, inter-dimensional Game Night.

anonymous asked:

I'm a Christian who has never met a gay person before. I'm wondering why gays choose to be with the same sex rather than the opposite like normal people? It seems you all could just as easily (or even easier due to current laws) be with the opposite sex. That's a lot of work just to disobey God's law. I understand from my education and research many of you are angry with God because he didn't stop the sexual abuse that made you pathologically gay, but this militant gay agenda seems excessive.

Ok, so this ask was offensive but it honestly seems like it is coming from a place of curiosity and a desire to learn and understand, so I’ll try to explain this and answer this message in a way that is as respectful as you sent it.

First and foremost, being gay is not a choice. While the scientific community has found no conclusive evidence of a singular “gay gene”, it has been observed time and time again that there are biological, physiological, and psychological differences between heterosexuals and homosexuals. I have talked about these on my blog before, so the easiest way to get a more in depth post with sources would be to search “homosexual” on my blog, but for the sake of your convenience and the ability for this post to stand by itself, these include but are not limited to, homosexual physiological reactions to sexual attraction, gay male brains being biologically more similar to female brains, studies into birth order and how later fraternal brothers have a higher chance of being homosexual, studies into the effectiveness of conversion therapy that have concluded that it is useless, studies into behavioural patterns of gay men and mannerisms, studies of common genes on gay male’s X chromosomes, etc.

Science has overwhelmingly concluded that being gay is not a choice, but I can also tell you without research that it is not a choice. 

How do you feel when you look at someone of the same sex as you. Are you repulsed? Indifferent? Uncomfortable? Well that’s exactly how I feel when I look at girls. However, when I am in close contact with a man I find attractive, my heart races, I get sweaty, my breathing intensifies, and I might even *whispers* get an erection. See, sexual attraction isn’t something you can control. I don’t know your sex, but do you think it would even be possible to have sex with someone of the same sex for you? I know I couldn’t have sex with a woman. I’ve tried, the equipment won’t start up, and once it does, it burns out pretty quick. There’s just nothing there for me! I think that vaginas are kind of gross looking and they turn me off. I don’t like women’s hairless supple bodies, I need a hairy rugged dude to turn me on. It isn’t a choice. Trust me, I would LOVE to be straight. It would be so great to have possible romantic options everywhere I went, to never have to come out to anyone about my sexuality, and to just blend in with the cultural majority, but I can’t. I’m gay. That’s who I am and I can’t change that, but that’s OK.

Now for the part that was kind of offensive. I’m not going to go on an anti-religion rant because you were respectful and it really isn’t relevant to this conversation, but I should just say upfront that I do not believe in the abrahamic version of god, I am not an atheist, but I am very much anti-christianity. Call it establishing ethos, but I just want you to know what viewpoint this is coming from. 

Sexual abuse does not make people gay. I am gay, I am a man and I love men, and I was never sexually abused. My boyfriend, a man who loves men, was never sexually abused. Logically, there would be no reason for me to hate god for my sexual abuse, because I never had sexual abuse. 

“…But what about the statistics! Gay men are more likely to have been sexually abused! It says it right here!”

Well yes, I am so glad you brought that up hypobole! Well you see, the statistic is true, but a lot of times in psychology and child development, cause and effect relationships can get kind of confusing. The prevailing theory right now to explain this statistic is that homosexual children make more appealing victims for abusers. As a homosexual child, you oftentimes feel very confused and unsure about yourself, especially around the age when everyone else starts getting into preromantic relationships. I can remember all the way back to 3rd grade (8-9) having a crush on a boy. I didn’t really know what I was feeling then, but while every other boy had schoolyard crushes on girls, I didn’t, but I really really really really wanted to be friends with this boy in my grade named Jacob. I knew that this feeling was different from just regular friendship, but I couldn’t really make sense of it. This confusion over feelings, and the absence of similar feelings that the other boys were experiencing led me to hang out more with girls, and just be generally unpopular in elementary and middle school as I was figuring myself out. As I started to realize that I might be gay (I was introduced to the concept in 5th grade when someone called me gay and I was like ???? wat dayt?), I became extremely depressed. I withdrew from more social interactions because I was having an extremely hard time trying to rationalize who I was with what I felt and who I wanted to be. At this point, I would have been a prime target for sexual abuse by a family member preying on insecurities or curiosity. I wasn’t, but I very well could have.

 The point is, psychologists have an operating theory right now that as children, homosexuals differ socially from heterosexuals, making them more vulnerable and susceptible targets to potential predators. It is also widely theorized that because of the stigma surrounding homosexuality, a lot of homosexual predators and teens alike will seek out unsafe ways to explore their feelings. Look at Jeffrey Dahmer as an extreme example of this. If homosexuality had not been so stigmatized when he was alive, he very likely wouldn’t have been injecting acid into people’s brains to make them sex slaves. Social pressures telling you that you do not deserve to exist, that you are a bad person, or that you are going to have some afterlife punishment because of something that you biologically can not change can make you do some bad shit.

Finally, the “militant gay agenda”.

There is none. Zip, zero, none. We just want to have the same respect, rights, and visibility in society as heterosexuals. We want to have the right to live our lives in peace, without having to answer messages like these.

Easily Bewildered

Bewildered; the first time someone used the word, I nearly laughed aloud.
There was a group of varied students sitting across the lawn, grouped together in the shade of a tree, all decked out in weird jewelry and with circles around their eyes, hurried pen ink on their wrists. I was at a picnic bench, sitting with my friends from lab, working on some report or something. There was a lull in the conversation, and the hushed voices, filled with awe, scattered across the grass of the lawn towards us. I was looking absentmindedly at my phone, and when I heard the strange phrase, I burst out laughing. Their voices were so quiet, almost afraid, and like so much else at this school, I didn’t take it into account. I instantly lumped them in with the other students, overly superstitious and quiet, clinging to their iron and their salt like this was some episode of Supernatural.
The first time I heard bewildered, I laughed. 

The second time, it was coming from the mouth of my Hall Advisor, in the longest informational lecture I’d gotten that year. I was sitting on a couch in the overly cramped common room, squished in-between two of my closest friends from bio lab, and we were already bored and over dramatically rolling our eyes at one another before it even began. They were talking firmly, as if they believed in everything they were saying, reminding us very sternly of the “advice” from the beginning of the year. Every year. It was about the third or fourth time I’d heard this lecture, despite not having been here that many years. Sometimes, I wondered if the weirdness would ever end, and just leave me to do my labs and lose my mind in peace.
“Don’t go out late at night, if you have to, make sure you stay on the path.” Well, duh. I looked to my right, and met the eyes of my lab partner, who was just perishing of boredom. I could tell she wanted to be on her phone, but we’d managed to be polite this far, so maybe we could make it to the end of the meeting. Our HA would appreciate it.
“Don’t go near the woods. We’ve had way more kids get bewildered this year, it’s not normal and you all really need to step it up.” I snickered. The friend to my left said something under eir breath, and my other friend suppressed a laugh, and we tried, really hard.
Our HA didn’t appreciate it. They stared us down for a moment, while some other students clutched their iron necklaces or slipped hands into pockets, making fists around what was probably salt, if I knew this floor well enough. I elbowed my lab partner in the side, and she shut up, em quickly following suit. Shockingly, we managed the rest of the meeting, finally slipping out and snickering, finally sharing all of the snide comments that had built up the whole time. Other students walked out glumly, faces pale, shoulders slumped.

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castieltaking-hobbits2gallifrey  asked:

I need more batman media but I don't know what to watch or where to watch it and Netflix took off Young Justice and Justice League :(:( do you have any fic recs or fun facts

A.  Blogs to follow if you haven’t already followed them, the first three write FREAKING AMAZING fanfic and the fourth creates THE BEST fanart I have literally sat and scrolled through these blogs for hours

@camsthisky (good GOSH I love her she writes so much about Dick Grayson)




B.  Random Fics to Read (and honestly there are so many more, I just can’t think of them at the moment):

1. The Acrobat Series 

by fishfingersandjellybabies http://archiveofourown.org/works/4079917

Look anytime anyone talks about how much Dick loves his family they’ve won my heart and soul. I especially like the Kori section.

2.  Mori Shej 

by dickiegayson  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12298375/1/Mori-Shej

OH MY GOSH.  I love this story so freaking much.  Ok, imagine if Jason Todd, after coming back from the dead and going through all that stuff with the Lazarus Pit and training, goes after Dick Grayson to get his revenge on Bruce.  Except when he shows up at Dick’s apartment, ready to kill the Golden Son, he finds something completely unexpected.  Jason has a lot of issues, Dick has a lot of issues (courtesy of the Blockbuster incident).  I have read and reread this story countless times, and I can never not cry because I love my broken sons so much.  There is a lot of anger, some cursing, much regret, and brothers being brothers.  And Dick is the sweetest most protective [redacted because spoiler] and Jason has a mushy heart after all.  It can stand as complete but I think the author is writing more?  Also, either before or after, or both, go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqeNxdyp5CE and listen to the song.  It is my new favorite song and CAN YOU IMAGINE DICK SINGING IT OH MY GOSH

3.  the road will only be wide (the rain will never stop falling) 

by weird_bird (2weird4) http://archiveofourown.org/works/8610391/chapters/19743343

A collection of Dick and Damian moments.  So very beautiful.

4.  The Robins United Series, first story is Bird by Bird 

by laceymcbain  http://archiveofourown.org/works/2656487/chapters/5936243

…some hurt/comfort, Jason doesn’t know what the hell to do with his family, and they all insist on calling him brother.  *shrugs* family feels are my drug of choice

5.  Penny Lane 

by @jerseydevious  http://archiveofourown.org/works/11757690

Damian wants a horse, and drat I’m crying?  (tbh I cry very easily over my sons…but still)

6.  Sun Spot 

by Dawn’sEternalLight (@preciousthingsareprecious) http://archiveofourown.org/works/11748606

This fic is a quiet moment of beauty and rest for Dick and Damian.  Damian draws, and Dick watches his talented little bro.  There is sunlight.  You skin will clear and your crops will grow and any heartache you have ever had will be healed like magic!

C.  A bunch of fics by Kieron_O’Duibhir

1.  The Till-Then From the Ever-Since http://archiveofourown.org/works/3506603/chapters/7707866  

There is a problem in the Batcave, as in, younger versions of the Batfam keep turning up. It’s absolutely fantastic, and one of my favorite things is younger Jason being SO done with his older self and calling him out on stuff and being all protective of his brothers.  It gets better and better with every chapter.

2.  But a Walking Shadow http://archiveofourown.org/works/4259511/chapters/9641367

 So this story is not finished yet and the author takes waaay long to post updates on it but she has promised not to abandon it soo…It is Nightwing-centric, with a whole mess of comic Teen Titans making appearances.  The author has written a lot of stories about a world where Dick became a Talon, and in this tale Talon-on-the-run winds up on Earth-1 and Nightwing is trying to figure out who this apparent clone of his is.  Talon Dick has always intrigued me, and it is interesting seeing him and Nightwing face off.

3.  All the Roofs of Uncertainty http://archiveofourown.org/works/2273208/chapters/4994631

HOLY HECK this is one of my favorite Jason Todd fanfics EVER.  I love the description by the author “The one where Dick bleeds a lot and Jason argues with everybody.”  Jason is in the wrong spot at the wrong time, ie. He finds Dick bleeding to death and is forced to save him.  Tim and Damian make appearances.  Jason has anger issues.  That doesn’t stop him from caring.  Bruce and Jason hash things out in the most beautiful (painful) way.

4.  Wheel and Blade 


 In which Dick confronts Damian about his practice of taking weapons to school, and also gets slightly distracted by the idea of living in a vardo.  I love this story because it shows the best way to parent Damian—not by telling him no “because I said so” but by explaining and debating things like he is smart and capable.  

5.  I Pass the Night Watchman on His Beat http://archiveofourown.org/works/2326226

This is a cool one-shot of Dick and Amy, his partner on the Bludhaven police force.  I freaking love Dick being a cop.

D.  Okay now if you want something to watch:

 1.     Nightwing—The Series 

by ismahawk https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o297A1wmys0

This is THE BEST Nightwing fan film I have ever seen.  I love the Dick Grayson in it—he’s got acrobatics, sounds like Jesse McCartney (Robin/Nightwing’s VA in YJ), and is quite handsome.  He fights, gets the stuffing beat out of him and keeps getting back up, has a bit of a temper, loves Barbara—perfection.  Watch it, you won’t regret it.  (Also Jason is there yay!  I will take him in any capacity I can get. And I kinda really like the actor for Bruce?)

2.     Red Hood: The Series—Episode One “Homecoming” 

by tenshunn https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BdVSgshgFA&t=136s

My favorite Jason Todd fanfilm!!!  Heavily featuring Tim Drake!  Look this adaption is fab, I love the actors and the dialogue and the fight between Jason and Tim (spoiler?)  As far as I know they are trying to put together a second episode.  Watch the video where Jason Todd tries to get people to donate money for it, its HILARIOUS

3.      Batman The Animated Series is on Netflix till September 1st.  I’m in the second season and love it a lot…Alfred is so freaking sassy!  

4.     Damian Wayne: Robins Fly at Night


 It’s just five minutes and doesn’t have any dialogue, and it doesn’t come close to deserving an Oscar, but dang it it’s hard to find Damian stuff…and also seeing a little kid running around in the Robin costume made me realize that there is nothing I want more than to see Damian Wayne on the big screen, being all angry assassin kid, and Dick Grayson capturing him in a hug…

5. Gotham on Netflix

I am pretty sure you already watch this? But if not, DO!  It is AMAZING.  I love it so much, especially Bruce and Alfred and Selina Kyle

E.  Some things from Batman: Dark Victory

Okay I know he is a talented young acrobat and all but how the FUDGE did Dick get up on that chandelier?!  the kid can truly fly (yeah yeah, the stairs probably lead up to a hallway floor/balcony that Dick leapt off of but still) I wonder how many grey hairs the kid gave Alfred in those first weeks alone

On dark days I like to remember the time bby birb Dick Grayson caved in the Joker’s cheek with a well-placed kick.  My nine or ten year old son then proceeded to smash in the Joker’s teeth with a stick a few minutes later and it was amazing

You think I lied??  Nah my son Dick Grayson was cracking teeth and bones and witty puns from Day 1.  Go Robin!!!

Okay so just look at this picture.  Bby Dick is SO FREAKING TINY!!!  also very intense. OMG Batman’s fists are as big as his first son’s head!  *cue a very many feels in my heart*

F.  Random things I am including because I feel like it, and they all revolve around Dick Grayson mostly because he is my fave so…

1. Apparently some official websites say that Nightwing’s martial arts specialty is Aikido.  I do not think that word means what they think it means

2. “I close my eyes now for a few moments and I can see my parents riding the air current with me. Forever young. Forever strong. Their faces wide with excitement, big smiles on their faces, enjoying the adrenaline surge even more than I do. And there is one thing I am sure of … my parents would be proud of my life.” (Nightwing, Nightwing #141, 2008)  

3.   [Talking about Blüdhaven] “It’s a hopeless case. A lost cause. A town so mired in corruption and sin that it’s drowning … When Batman sent me here, I thought I’d solve one case and book. But then I realized … if I could make a difference here – well, that’d be something. This filthy old town needs me…. Surrounded by a dozen of my worst enemies. No way out. Nowhere to hide. The little brat was right. I do love it. (Nightwing, Nightwing Secret Files #1, 1999)

4.  There once was a dumb writer who thought killing Nightwing for real would be a good idea, and he tried writing toward that end, but everybody else was like hahahaha NO

5.  I used to hate when fic writers would shorten Damian’s name to Dami (kind of like how I majorly dislike when people shorten Sirius Black’s name to Siri, he is not an iPhone gosh).  But then I read a post on tumblr that said something about Dami actually meaning something in Arabic, something like blood or life-blood or heart blood…I can’t exactly remember what and maybe it isn’t even true but I choose to believe it is and that Dick knows exactly what it means and he calls Damian Dami as a way to show how special he is, how much Dick loves him.  Because Damian is his little brother/son and means the absolute world to Dick.  And Damian, though he pretends to despise all nicknames, absolutely LOVES that Dick calls him this

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of you! This is a slightly edited version of the #DCVDay twitterfic, coming in at 1.2k.  


Dean finds out the hard way that Valentine’s Day is the worst day to decide to show a guy you love him. He gets up early, makes eggs and bacon for everyone. He sets the table, puts out cloth napkins, and lays a flower next to Cas’s plate. Cas sniffs it when he first sits down, then sips his coffee.

He offers no reaction, like Dean gives him flowers on the regular. But he takes it with him once he’s done eating, which is something.

Sam offers to do the dishes since Dean cooked, so Dean leaves him to it and heads to the garage to think.  

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anonymous asked:

Hey Val, could you possibly write about what would've happened if Mike and El had kissed in the beginning of episode 7 please? 💜💜

Anon! 💜  I loved this request and I’m so sorry it took forever for me to get to it! Thanks so much for sending it my way—hope you enjoy! (Special thanks to @stevemossington for her help in thinking this through) 

As gently as he could manage, Mike wiped away the dirt that streaked Eleven’s face, making a conscious effort to keep his hands from shaking.

“That’s better,” he smiled, setting aside the damp washcloth. He watched as El turned back towards the mirror, her eyes wide with disappointment, her hand coming up to touch her bare head. Mike gulped, suddenly wondering how he could take Eleven’s mind off of the lost wig.

“You don’t need it,” he assured her, and though he sincerely meant each word, his heart told him that it they weren’t quite enough. El blinked and looked at him, still sad. Silence hung in the air between them and Mike pursed his lips.

“Still pretty?” she asked quietly, almost defeated.

“Yeah,” Mike replied without hesitation. “Pretty. Really pretty.” Mentally, he berated himself. Surely he could have thought of something better to say. He was relieved, however, to see that his comment seemed to work. Eleven returned to her reflection and smiled softly. As Mike’s gaze lingered on her lips, he felt his chest fill with pride and something else that he didn’t quite recognize—a forceful desire to hear the sound of her voice again. His mind worked rapidly, rifling through practically every word in his vocabulary, searching for something to say.

“El?” Her name fell off his tongue before he had settled on something to tell her. 

“Yes?” She turned in his direction once more and Mike’s mouth opened. For a moment, no sound came out. Say something, Wheeler.

“I-I’m happy you’re home.” Well. That wasn’t so bad.

“Me too,” she whispered, another small smile on her lips. Mike’s thoughts were racing again, elation bubbling in his stomach. This was El’s home now—here, with him. The thought very nearly made him dizzy with happiness. Mike chanced a look up at El and met her eyes, so round and bright, looking at him with unquestioning trust.

Mike felt as though he had a brain freeze in his chest, suddenly nervous, excited, happy, and terrified all at once. How had this happened? When had he developed a crush on this girl standing in front of him at that moment? Did it even matter? And was it just him, or was she getting closer?

Mike became vaguely aware that his hands were shaking and he could practically hear his heart beating heavily in the otherwise silent washroom, certain that El would hear it too. His eyes darted to her lips again and his throat suddenly felt parched. Mike couldn’t remember the last time he had felt such strong and exhilarated anticipation.

Quickly, he closed the distance between himself and Eleven, afraid he would lose his nerve.

His lips brushed against hers, gently and for just a moment the lights in the small room dimmed, the soft yellow lightbulbs overhead humming audibly.

And then it was over. He had shared his first kiss. Mike felt his cheeks get warm as he rocked into the balls of his feet. El looked at him with wide eyes before her face lit up into a bright smile. Mike let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in, glad that she didn’t think he was a creep.

“El,” he began, tripping over his words, “I—that was—”

Mike was interrupted as the washroom door flew open, a very distressed looking Dustin urging them out into the basement.

“It’s Lucas! I think he’s in trouble!”

Perhaps, if it hadn’t been a life or death situation, Dustin would have commented on the blush colouring Mike’s face or on the closeness between his best friend and his newest friend. Because, even though he didn’t say anything, Dustin certainly noticed.

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AU: in which BangDae got paired up for the pepero game

Daehyun laughs when he picks Yongguk’s name. He leans forward and looks over to catch Yongguk’s reaction, or lack thereof. The leader is looking straight ahead, a controlled smile on his face as he nods to the camera. Youngjae sitting in the center is already groaning in secondhand embarrassment.

“This will be the worst thing we’ve ever done,” he says.

“This will be the best thing,” Himchan insists.

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Tell Me That You’ll Stay (Oliver/Felicity; T)

Ships: Oliver/Felicity

Summary:  Set post-5x17. After being patched up by Felicity, Oliver comes to in the loft. There, he and Felicity confront some home truths.

A/N: So I’m back, with another Olicity fic after the last one went down so well :) I can’t believe I’m getting back into writing these two but my muse isn’t complaining! Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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“Oliver… Oliver,” Felicity says softly, “I - show me where it hurts. And I’ll make it okay.”

Oliver reaches out, hand scrabbling until he finds her wrist. “Just… tell me that you’ll stay. With me. For now.”

“I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

“I love you,” he murmurs before he can stop himself. “I love you,” he says again.

And then everything goes black.

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Magic mishap

Egotober, Day 18

Egotober list by @ego-surveillance-squad

I actually wrote this on Monday because I was looking forward to it so much, and then sat there suffering knowing I couldn’t post it for another two days. But the time has finally come! Gosh, I hope you guys will enjoy this.

Idea from a sweet anon (I don’t know if you’d be okay with me tagging your blog?)

Second Chance AU

Characters: Marvin, Jackie

Word count: 5.3k

Warnings: malnourishment, small references to generally bad living conditions, injury.

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blackgohda  asked:

Wait where did the thing about Ouma getting to the Amami's vault come from? Pretty sure the messages were already there and he just found then at one point (after trial 1 most likely) and used one to help in his plan to make people think he was the mastermind and the other he just didn't mentions until after he knew he could die. Heck if he knew Amami's real talent he would have said something to Kaito before getting pressed but he only talked about then being watched by a audience

It’s not a definite thing that happened, but just a theory! In fact, there aren’t really a lot of definitive answers about what was going on with Amami’s lab, or with Ouma when he falls completely off the grid for the first half of Chapter 5.

But the thing is, the second clue (“b is twins” / “ro wa futago”) definitely doesn’t seem to be there in the boiler room in the earlier chapters, both when you play as Kaede and when you play as Saihara. You can’t investigate the wall directly, but you can take a look at it from afar, and it looks decidedly different from Chapter 6 where it’s clear that there’s something written on it. If that clue had actually been there all along, then some part of it would’ve shown, regardless of whether there was an “investigate” option or not.

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anonymous asked:

Can I request DrunkCollegeAU with Kuroo? He keeps meeting his crush in parties and a few times they end up kissing, but somehow always end up interrupted. But one time he's alone at a party and gets really smashed and wakes up in someone else's house. When he enters the kitchen he sees a girl who was talking about the party to her friend who happens to be his crush. Apparently through the party he was sobbing how his crush is not there and he refused to leave until he sees her xD

Here you go! Enjoy!


Kuroo Tetsuro was a busy man. Between his college classes and captaining the volleyball team, he didn’t have time to worry about things like relationships. He’d been asked out multiple times, but his schedule wouldn’t allow it. Kuroo had pretty much accepted that he’d have to wait until his life slowed down a little bit to date. 

That was, until the second semester of his freshman year of college. He was never a fan of group projects, but this was different than any group he had ever been put with. Normally, he teamed up with his buddies from the team, or someone he knew from middle or grade school. This was the first time he had been paired with a complete stranger.

“Hi.” Kuroo smiled at his partner. “I’m Kuroo Tetsuro. Nice to meet you.“ 

“I’m l/n f/n. Nice to meet you, too.” She smiled back. “So, for this project, we have a choice of topic? Which did you want to choose?”

Y/n was able to focus on the work. But Kuroo was a little distracted. The more they worked together, the more he liked her. They got to know each other pretty well, and tended to drift off topic and talk about anything and everything. By the end of the project, Kuroo was completely smitten, and his buddies started poking fun of it. 

Kuroo was generally too busy for parties. But exams had just finished, so there was a small break from school work for a while. The team decided to go together to a party, and they all got pretty drunk. 

“Kuroo, look!” A teammate pointed to y/n. “It’s your girlfriend.”

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Kuroo chuckled. 

“Not yet. Go talk to her!”

Thanks to the liquid courage, Kuroo walked up to her. They talked and danced for a while.

“It’s nice to see you outside of school for a change.” Kuroo chuckled.

“Yeah, it is.” She agreed. “But there actually is one course subject I’d like to talk about. Can you guess which?”

“Chemistry.” Kuroo smiled seductively. 

“So you feel it, too?” Y/n blushed.

“Absolutely I do.” Kuroo leaned in, and y/n closed the gap. There was definitely a spark. And after the events of that night, Kuroo made a mental note to attend more parties. He stuck to that, and ended up making out with y/n at three or four more parties. That’s as far as they got, though. Y/n always had a D.D that took her home, so Kuroo never got the chance to.

Y/n generally went to parties with her friends, and had never mentioned any other guys before. Kuroo hadn’t even seen her flirt with anyone but him before. So, naturally, he thought he was the only one she was interested in.

That was not the case, but Kuroo found that out the hard way. Y/n posted a facebook picture of her kissing another guy. Kissing didn’t necessarily mean they were together, but posting the picture on facebook made it pretty clear.

“You’ve been off all night.” A teammate nudged Kuroo. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Kuroo lied, taking another sip of hid drink. Kuroo was an emotional drunk, and he didn’t want to get into something sad after that many drinks. 

“You’ve been staring at y/n all night, instead of actually talking to her. Something’s going on.”

“She posted a picture with her boyfriend. They were kissing in it, so I’m pretty sure they’re a thing.”

“They might not be an exclusive thing.”

"Maybe. But I don’t want to be part of a non-exclusive thing with anyone. That’s not me." 

"Why don’t you at least go ask her if it means anything.”

“It’s on her profile, of course it means something.”

“So you’re just going to stand here and pout, instead of confirming you’re right. Then, you could move on and enjoy your night.”

That was a good point. Kuroo wouldn’t be able to move on without closure.

“Okay, fine.”

But as he aproached her, he saw the man from the picture get her attention. She hugged him tight, and Kuroo backtracked.

“What happened?” The teammate asked.

“That’s the guy from the picture.”

“That sucks, dude, I’m sorry.”

They continued their night, dancing and getting even more drunk. But once the alcohol wore off, Kuroo was pretty bummed. The team noticed, and invited him to a party that weekend to get his mind off of it. But, he wasn’t in any mood to go. 

Classes had picked up speed again, so Kuroo was working hard instead of partying. He took a study break, checking facebook and other social media, only to see another picture y/n had posted of her and her boyfriend. Kuroo rolled his eyes and decided to get back to work to distract himself. His phone beeped again, but it was a teammate telling him to come to the party. Kuroo had told everyone ‘no’ multiple times, but it didn’t seem to help.

Kuroo reluctantly got back to work. He couldn’t focus. His thoughts kept drifting to y/n and her boyfriend. Kuroo had never felt this jealous before. But more than that, he was upset that y/n didn’t tell him. He thought they were closer than that.Kuroo decided to finish the chapter he was on, and go blow off some steam dancing and drinking with his friends.

Unfortunately, Kuroo might’ve blown off a little too much steam. He was completely smashed, even some of his drunk friends were concerned, trying to get him to drink some water.

“Where’s y/n-chan?” Kuroo asked.

“What do you mean? Did you see her here earlier?”

“Well…no… but she should be here.”

“She should be here because…?”

“Because her stupid boyfriend’s right over there. She’s gotta…. be somewhere around here.” Kuroo went on a drunken ramble. “We spent so much time together. She didn’t mention him once. Or any guy. Not once! It blindsided me. I thought we were closer than that. I thought we were going somewhere. I told her pretty much everything, even some sappy stuff about how much I liked her. Come to think of it, she always managed to change the topic after that.”

“It really sucks when you think you’re close with someone only to find out you care about them more than they care about you. But you know what I do when I feel like that?”


“I say ‘Forget them’. After making out that many times, while mentioning zero other boys, pretty much anyone would think you two would be a couple soon. I guess she didn’t want that, and it wasn’t cool of her to lead you on so many times. You told her how much you liked her, but she didn’t say anything back. You should be with someone who will, and you’ll find them soon enough.”

“Exactly. Thanks, man.” Kuroo smiled for the first time in a while.

Kuroo didn’t remember anything after that. He woke up in a bedroom he had never seen before. There were blankets and a pillow on the floor, meaning someone had slept on the floor and given him their bed. He panicked. What happened last night? He blacked out somewhere along the line, and couldn’t remember anything after the advice from his friend.

Kuroo’s plan was to look around the room and find his phone. Maybe he could call someone, who would tell him what happened.

“Hey, Kuroo, what’s up?” He asked.

“I’m in someone’s room. I don’t know who. What happened last night, I have no memory past our talk, with all the advice.”

“I know, bro, you were pretty smashed.” His friend chuckled. “Don’t worry, though, nothing happened. Our manager took you home.”

“That’s not where I am.”

“I guess she meant back to her home.”

Then, Kuroo’s stomach flipped. He suddenly felt sick. 

“Our manager is y/n’s roommate!” 


"What if she thinks something happened between us!?”

“Tell her the truth, you’ll be backed up. Besides, she’s with someone else, so you can be, too." 

"Thanks, man. I’ve got to go.”

 "No problem.“

There was no way anything happened between him and his manager. Kuroo looked around the room one more time to make sure he didn’t forget anything. He walked out to see his manager and his crush having breakfast together. 

"Morning.” Kuroo smiled as he walked out into the kitchen.

“Morning, Kuroo. Want some breakfast?” Y/n asked.

“I actually have to go, sorry. Maybe another time.” Kuroo headed for the door. 

“Are you sure? I wanted to talk about last night.”

Kuroo stopped. He did want to know what happened last night. Even if all he did was embarrass himself, he wanted to know. Otherwise, he would imagine the worst case scenario over and over again.

“I do, too. I have absolutely no memory of what happened after I saw your boyfriend.”

“You saw him, huh? How was he?” Y/n asked, in a worried tone.

“Shouldn’t you know better than me?” Kuroo chuckled.

“I actually broke things off last night with him, after our talk.” 

"I must’ve seen him before I talked to you. I don’t remember that either.”

“Oh. I guess we’ve gotta go over everything again, huh?" 

"You two have fun with that, I have to head to the library. Later, guys.” Y/n’s roommate headed out the door after grabbing her backpack.

“So, what did we talk about?" 

"It didn’t start off well. You were really drunk, which explains the lack of memory. You were pretty emotional, too.”

“I–I think we need to talk.” Kuroo said, slurring his words.

“Okay. What’s up?”

“That was t–totally uncool. Why didn’t you tell me about that guy?”

“What guy?” Y/n could tell where the conversation was headed, and she was stalling.

“Your boyfriend. You knew I liked you. You lead me on, it was a shitty thing t–to do.” Kuroo stuttered. The tears were already threatening to fall.

“I didn’t lead you on. You never asked me out. Someone else did. I thought you were all talk. I didn't… I didn’t know you were serious about me.”

“I am very serious about you.”

“Kuroo, you’re drunk. Will you say the same thing when you’re sober?”

“O–of course I will. B–but the real question is… what will you say? Are you serious about m–me?”

“Very.” Y/n smiled.

“So, basically, I made a fool out of myself, but you like me anyway?” Kuroo chuckled, earning a laugh from y/n as well.

“Basically.” She agreed.

“In that case, I’m going to formally ask you out. Maybe a classic dinner and a movie?”

“That sounds great.” Y/n blushed.

“I’d love to stay longer, but I wasn’t lying earlier when I said I had to go. But I’ll call you, and we can work out a time for our date. Take care, y/n-chan.” Kuroo winked.

anonymous asked:

What relationships are you hoping Hiro goes more into as the series goes on? Like partnerships and pair ups.

Relationships are something Hori can picture as powerful and moving, but for now, we didn't get to see a lot of that in BNHA because characters were still young and mostly concentrating on improving. Now they’ve matured and gained experience I’m pretty impatient to see what’s going to happen. Given how many characters we have here, there are actually a lot of relationships I’d like to be developed, so I’ll give the first five I’m looking forward the most or this answer’ll just never end. I’m putting aside Izuku and All Might, as it’s surely not particular to me and everyone’s pretty much waiting a further and incoming development about them. Plus I have another ask waiting inbox about their relationship so I’m reserving my thoughts for later (what a tease I am).

1. Kirishima and Bakugou
Obviously. It’s one of the relationship that’s been carefully draught since the beginning and is ready to bloom. Kirishima and Bakugou are important to each other, now it’s up to Hori to explore and deepen this relationship. Kirishima wasn’t very noticeable before Kamino arc, but Hori planned everything ahead. It’s no wonder Kirishima and Bakugou ended up bounding the way they did. Their personalities match very well; at USJ, they ended up together fighting against villains because they had the same reaction when Kurogiri appeared; they jumped in front of others to try and land a hit on him. 

They just feel right for each other. What I expect particularly is Kirishima waking up Bakugou’s urge to protect and to save. With what is currently happening to Kirishima, I hope Bakugou will actually feel something awakening in him to finally proceed towards the heroic spirit he’s still missing. Bakugou is shown caring for Kirishima. These panels are making obvious he’s specifically looking at Kirishima, noticing something is wrong and trying to help, in his own way. 

It’s been made clear Bakugou is still numb to this urge to save, and at this point, it wouldn’t make sense for anyone else than Kirishima being the one triggering this urge. Another point we can’t ignore is how their rooms in the dorms are close to each other, it kinda hints it’s important for them to be side by side, even from the teachers point of view. Kirishima also relies, admires and cares a lot about Bakugou, while being aware how awful he can be and calling him out when he does something wrong. 

I’m very curious about their relationship, because even in terms of narrative and character development, a lot of interesting, inspiring and moving moments could come out of it and both character could really benefit of each other’s presence.

2. Izuku and Shinsou
Reasons mentioned here. They have a lot in common, are on the same page, could easily bond and be fond of each other. I have a lot of cute headcanon for them in mind, like how Izuku already pictured Shinsou in his notebook and how Shinsou’d be embarrassed but pleased if he’d see that. Just imagine Izuku happily blabbering about diverse plans as to how Shinsou could use his quirk and both of them talking passionately about that because no one is as invested as Izuku and it would really please Shinsou to talk with him about heroic matters. I’d like Shinsou to go on a mission and Izuku accompanying him, exchanging tips and caring for him through the whole thing because Shinsou’s so overwhelmed to be here he’s not processing very well, and would be very impressed by how much Izuku has grown in such a short time. They’ve got the same uprightness and sense of justice and morals, and have great chemistry going on between them. I’d like to see them becoming close friends.

3. Asui and… pretty much everyone (minus Mineta obviously)
I love Uraraka, but my fave female character is definitely Asui. She’s so cool-headed and admirable. She’s reliable, trustworthy and caring. And she fights admirably well; I  found her really cool during their provisional licence exam! 

She knows exactly what she wants to do, what’s best for her and others, so much that she won’t agree when others take decisions she thinks aren’t right. She’s so honest she’ll apologize even though she was right just because she’s afraid she may lose her friends’ trust. Friends are very important to Asui, she cherishes them a lot and isn’t afraid to show it. Asui is a good partner for everyone. I’d particularly like to see her work once more with Izuku or Tokoyami. I would find very interesting to see her team up with Bakugou. I think they could match and work well together. They even look good in each other hero costume.

4. Todoroki and Izuku
Izuku’s the one that triggered Todoroki change of mind, but after Stain arc, their relationship hasn’t been explored that much. I like how Izuku called out Todoroki and Inasa during the provisional licence exam though. 

Todoroki’s still in the middle of figuring things out about himself, I’d like him to be more emotionally invested in his own convictions, and I think Izuku can actually help him convey his feelings.

5. Uraraka and… herself
This formulation seems kinda weird, but truth is, I’d like for Uraraka to fully bloom and shine by herself. She’s strong, brave and cool, I really wish we’d see her leading others and taking charge. Uraraka’s skilled and very open-minded; she’d do a wonderful job if only she trusted herself more. She’s on her way though as she realized she was maybe looking up to Izuku a little too much for her own good.

Bonus: Bakukid and Bakuparents. Their family is kinda dysfunctional but they do give a nice vibe, I’d like them to come to terms with their communication issues, and would be curious to see how they could interact if they were to share their feelings and talk about important things together.

anonymous asked:

i feel bad, but i actually found the miller/julie relationship? so creepy and weird on miller's end. he was obsessed and in love with someone he'd never even met. and he repeatedly referred to her as kid which definitely didn't help. i was actually so disappointed that they kissed in the end because i was hoping that i was reading into it wrong and he just felt some protective but platonic connection to her. what did you think?

You know, I never thought of them as romantic until certain not to be named people opened my eyes to the possibility. To be perfectly honest, I’m still not sure where I stand on them, and mostly ship Miller with self acceptance. For the most part, I lean towards a nonromantic lens, just two tragic people, pulled together by the universe because they were meant to be together in some sense of the word. That said, I definitely do read fics and jump into shipping conversation, so I’m not 100% platonic either.

My main issues is that I’ve always….struggled with Julie’s storyline, which, by extension, includes Julie and Miller. Part of me, a part that gets smaller the more I discuss Julie, simply refuses to let go of the fact that she was (kind of) fridged. And while I don’t think that conversation should be dropped, I understand it’s very important to look at the context of her death, and to separate it from Miller’s POV (which is, unfortunately, our window into her story).

Ultimately, Julie’s death had nothing to do with Miller. She is a victim of circumstance, a casualty that results from the abuse of power, and a glaring example of what can happen if you put yourself in the crosshairs of a cause. She is also the catalyst of the entire story. It’s unfortunate that Miller is a character that makes everything about him, because he absorbs those bits about Julie. It’s easy to forget that Julie is more than Miller’s white whale. She’s an intelligent, resourceful, passionate, and strong female (the show does this more justice). So, while Julie didn’t die to specifically give Miller manpain, Miller absolutely undergoes all of his mainpain because Julie died. And the framing of the entire thing unsettles me.

I obviously still have some thinking to do about the entire thing. Regardless, I have to say that I never found their dynamic creepy. Mostly because, in the books anyway, Miller is pretty self-aware when it comes to Julie. He acknowledges the fact that he doesn’t know her, admits that she would likely dislike him if they ever met, and he is thrown off when he sees a video of her, mainly because she doesn’t carry herself the way he imagined she would. Miller knows what’s up. But he needs something to hold onto, so he makes that something Julie. And maybe it’s not exactly Julie – but that’s okay. 

To be fair though, I was also reading everything through a very platonic lens, so maybe that’s why I wasn’t picking up on the creeps that some people picked up on. 

In the end, I think they were meant to find each other – however you want to interpret that. They belonged with each other enough to save the world. No matter how you choose to examine that, it makes my chest ache with something I’m not sure I want to dig into so close to the episode. Miller and Julie are two characters you can stick into any AU and be sure they will always find one another.

As for the kiss – well, I wasn’t expecting it. And if rumor is right, the writers weren’t either. The moment was improvised by the actors, so they certainly felt it was right. I can see how people would prefer ambiguity. That’s how I watched everything play out on screen.

TLDR; I have no idea where I stand on these two, but completely understand why people do and don’t ship em. Wherever you stand, it’s completely okay. 



“Sit still,” Oikawa instructs, a coy hand directing Iwaizumi onto the chair.

Iwaizumi watches as Oikawa licks his lips ever so slightly, the curl of those lips barely containing the glee behind them. He looks at him skeptically, obeying nonetheless.

“What is it?” he asks, slightly miffed by the smirk. His hands find their way to the small of Oikawa’s back as Oikawa climbs into his lap, his long legs draping over the side of Iwaizumi’s thighs and dangling to the floor.

“What do you think this is, Iwa-chan?” Oikawa’s voice has been dipped in honey, the way it sounds so smooth as he teasingly caresses Iwaizumi’s cheek. He scoots in with a roll of his hips, and Iwaizumi knows exactly what this is.

“I just got home, Oikawa,” Iwaizumi sighs, honor bound to make a protest, because when has he ever let Oikawa just do what he wants?

“Yeah, and you’ve been gone for days!” Oikawa pouts, his cute, defined brows scrunching. “I’ve been horny since this morning since you left me with just a kiss. It’s your fault.”

Iwaizumi laughs, eyes leaving Oikawa for the first time since he’d been forced onto the chair. “Yeah?” he asks, voice dipping low and soft, as he directs his gaze right at Oikawa again. “You liked it that much?” His hand slips lower, until Oikawa catches him by the wrist. “What now?” he asks, noting the pout that’s remained in Oikawa’s expression.

“You’re not allowed to touch,” Oikawa chides, pushing Iwaizumi’s hands back. “Don’t move them from here,” he says, setting Iwaizumi’s hands at Oikawa’s hips.

Iwaizumi doesn’t say anything, just raises a brow, barely hiding a smile from his lips.

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ephemeral-aprxcity-deactivated2  asked:

EA: Hi ^_^ I think I may have sent this ask to a blog that's no longer active but I can't remember whether or not I did or didn't send this to anyone? So I'm sorry if you've already seen this ask before >_> but can I request a Zenyatta/whoever else you'd like with a crush on someone who's in a toxic relationship? Please and thank you >_<

Nope, I have not seen this ask before so it’s all good! ^-^


  • Zen’s a pretty chill guy
  • Like, he’s a man of peace
  • He’s also a man of protection though and this kind of thing is definitely not acceptable
  • He probably recognizes it’s a toxic relationship before you do and warns you that it’s such
  • But you tell him not to worry and continue on with it
  • Of course the man was right though
  • You know it, he knows it
  • You don’t know he knows it and don’t want him to know it so you cover it up
  • Even if it is all constant fights and your current romantic partner goes off and cheats on you and every once in a while you have bruises on your arms from them holding you too tight
  • Zenyatta isn’t an intrusive man but you bet your ass that he’s going to confront you about this
  • If you really protest about it, he goes to confront the toxic person instead
  • He’ll do it when you’re nearby though, so you can hear what he has to say
  • Ex. You’re hanging out with your partner and bump into Zen; you leave to use the restroom or something and Zen and said partner are now alone but you’re still close by
  • Basically, Zen calls Toxic Asshole out on their shit
  • Calmly
  • No yelling or screaming but certainly walks right up to them so they’re almost chest-to-chest and just kind of goes off on a rant
  • Questions them as to why they do what they do to you, if they think it’s funny, if it makes them happy to be an abusive and controlling figure in a relationship, if they think it’s the way a relationship works
  • Toxic stops them right there and argues back that he wouldn’t know what a relationship was if it hit him in the face because he’s a stupid piece of metal
  • So Zen spouts off
  • “I know what it’s like to care about someone.”
  • “I know what it’s like to want to protect and take care of and spend all my time with someone.”
  • “I believe that’s what a relationship is.”
  • “What you’re trying to run is a dictatorship and that’s not how loving someone works”
  • All the while you’re just around the corner, listening in
  • Being the rat your partner is, they probably try to start a physical fight
  • Zen doesn’t fight back but he does defend himself
  • Meaning the guy probably ends up on the ground, via Zenyatta tripping him, with his arm twisted behind his back after trying to throw a punch
  • Let’s face it, Zen’s kind of sassy too; everyone knows it
  • So he’s just kind of like
  • “If you weren’t guilty, you wouldn’t have gotten mad”
  • Toxic’s getting hella fussy and screaming about how they’d have kicked his ass if they’d been in a real fight
  • So Zenyatta picks them up, turns them around, and lightly pushes them back
  • “Stay away from (Y/N) or you’ll really get to see what a fight with me is like.”
  • They’re almost ready to start a fight again so you decide to show yourself before it starts
  • Instead of grabbing you and yanking you away like they’d normally do, they just spit at you, say you’re not worth their time, and walk off
  • That’s that
  • Zenyatta apologizes for interfering but says it needed to be done
  • You can’t help but hug him, out of appreciation of his help and because of the things he said earlier
  • He’ll hug you back and gently rub your arms, specifically where your now-ex partner would leave bruises
  • C’mon, you gotta ask if he meant you
  • “Zen, do you care about me like that?”
  • If the omnic could blush, he would
  • Instead, his body just gets a little warmer
  • Might as well come out with it
  • “I do. And I couldn’t bare to watch your partner treat you as he did any longer.”
  • Tbh, he’d kiss if he could but he doesn’t exactly have lips
  • He settles for kind of an Eskimo kiss instead
  • Let the robot boy love and care for you plz, he loves you so much

Fun fact: I just went through my wip folder and as it turned out I had this entire fic completed months ago but I forgot to post it? Nice going Katie 10/10 ANYWAYS have some pure and precious Nuts & Dolts as an apology for being a mess of a human being.

Just after her last exam of her first year at Beacon, Ruby learns that robots can blush. Or specifically that Penny can blush, which of course she can and Ruby isn’t really sure why it takes her by surprise but somehow it does anyway.

The whole thing comes as a shock that leaves Ruby’s head spinning.

She finishes her exam (Grimm Studies, ugh), and when she leaves the building Penny’s there, waiting for her by the steps. Ruby grins and waves, bouncing over to her friend. Ever since the…erm…incident at the end of the first semester, Ironwood has barely let Penny out of his sight and seeing her here makes Ruby’s heart sort of skip a beat.

“Penny!” Ruby leaps and Penny catches her in a hug without so much as stumbling. “It’s good to see you! What are you doing here!”

Penny pulls away, beaming from ear to ear.“Salutations, Ruby! I thought we could celebrate the end of the semester. I have permission from Ironwood and my father to spend the afternoon in Vale. As long as we don’t blow anything up, and no one dies.”

Penny’s tone is completely serious, but Ruby can’t help but laugh. “I think we can manage that for an afternoon. I mean Yang isn’t here, that should make things easier.”

Penny nods. “So what would you like to do? You like movies, right? Would you like to go see one?” She shoots Ruby a nervous little smile, like she always does when she isn’t quite sure of herself.

Ruby makes a face. “I can’t spend another minute sitting still and staring at a screen or I’ll go cross-eyed. Oh! Why don’t we walk down to the park? We can get donuts from the stand by the pond.”

“That sounds wonderful!” Penny looks relieved and excited, and–Ruby can’t help but notice– cute. “But Ruby…” Penny falters and her brow furrows. “What are donuts?”

Ruby gasps and her eyes widen in mock horror. “Penny Polendina, are you telling me you have never tried a donut before?”

Penny wordlessly shakes her head. Ruby realizes she’s made Penny nervous again and feels a pang of guilt. “Come on,” she says, grabbing Penny’s wrist. “We’re going right now.”

A few minutes later they’re sitting side by side on a bench, cinnamon covering their hands and mouths.

Penny sighs contentedly as she takes another bite out of a donut. “These are amazing!”

“See?” Ruby smirks, more than a bit proud of herself. “I told you.” Penny goes quiet for a minute and Ruby’s worried that something’s wrong. “Hey,” she leans closer, setting her hand on Penny’s shoulder. “Is everything–”

She’s cut off as Penny suddenly looks up and plants her lips against Ruby’s.

Ruby has always imagined that her first kiss would be perfect, that the whole world would light up like it does in the books. When Penny kisses her it’s strange and unexpected and Ruby panics, planting her hands on Penny’s chest and pushing her away. “Wait, what? What are you… Penny, I…”

Penny’s hands fly to her mouth, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink.

She’s blushing, Ruby thinks. This is what her mind focuses on. Not that Penny’s lips were soft and tasted like cinnamon, not that Penny’s kiss was gentle and delicate. No, just she’s blushing, and I wonder how that works, because Ruby’s in shock and it’s easier to think about the science of making a robot girl blush than to think about kissing said robot girl.

“I’m sorry, Ruby!” Penny yelps. It’s clear from the way her voice cracks that she’s as panicked as Ruby herself. “I only wanted to… I thought kissing was an appropriate way to express affection!”

“It’s fine! I– If I were your girlfriend or something, it would be okay, but we’re just… I mean you’re wonderful and I like you but you don’t kiss normal friends!” Ruby tries to catch her breath, to calm her heart that feels like it’s moments away from bursting out of her chest. “It’s okay, it’s okay, you—”

“I want to be your girlfriend!” Penny blurts out. She stares at Ruby for a moment, then closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. It crosses Ruby’s mind to wonder if she’s shut down or something when Penny speaks again. “I think you’re very pretty and funny and you make me feel… I don’t know if I know the right word to describe it. But I want to spend time with you like this, and… kiss you. If that’s alright with you, of course!” Penny sneaks a shy glance at Ruby. “Is it?”

Ruby stands there for a minute, so deeply in shock that for once she can’t think of anything at all to say. “I. Well I– I’ve never dated anyone before.”

Penny shrugs, smiling hopefully. “Neither have I. It could be an adventure for both of us.”

Ruby studies Penny, thinks about what she wants. She thinks about Penny’s warmth, her openness her smile and her piercing green eyes, and finally finds it in herself to say “okay.” and then with a steadier voice than she was expecting, asks, “Could we maybe try that kiss again? So that I don’t freak out this time?”

And this time when Penny pulls her in it’s exactly the way it is in the books.

Wow just kissing

Hes surprised how his parents still slept as Stuart crept back to his room, stumbling drunkenly through a dark hallway in a great attempt to sneak. And while the last crack of the door was shut he was even more surprised how they didn’t wake up from they yell that followed after.

Hell you scared him too.

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