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Prince Aladdin

i just rewatched aladdin with the roommates and it got me thinking

aladdin wishes to be made a prince, but all genie does is get him a lot of stuff and money. that’s not what a prince is. a prince is the son of the king, someone in line for the throne. someone with a lot of money is just - rich. so what i think is:

genie goes okay, that’s a big one - and i can do it! but not on my own, not if you want to do it right. not if you truly want a chance to marry your princess for real, as a prince. and aladdin is a foolish, moral, kind boy - and he agrees. he’s fallen in love with jasmine, an innocent all encompassing love, and he’ll do anything for this sweet, clever girl he only knew for a few hours. so genie takes him across the desert, far from agrabah, and plops right in the middle of a skirmish and is like okay, good luck! and aladdin is like ?????

but there’s assholes with swords attacking a young girl, and aladdin doesn’t even have to think about that, just like when he stood in front of the whip for those little kids. there are three men against him, but he’s fast and clever and has been against a dozen trained palace guards. so it’s not easy to get out of there alive, especially with the little girl to protect, but he manages it with only a thin slice on his upper arm, and he’s endured worse for less. so he picks up the little girl and says “i think we should get out of here, hmm?” and she’s in a pretty red silk getup with tiny jewels encrusted on her like stars against sunset. and she nods and throws her arms around his neck. she won’t talk, only points in the direction of home, but aladdin’s okay with that, he’s used to quiet, scared kids. so he keeps up a steady stream of stories of agrabah, which seems almost like this other desert land. but there are more men with swords and aladdin is like what the fuck is going on, but he hides the girl in a corner and fights them too. and that’s how it goes all the way home. there’s no one on the streets really, and they all scatter when the men attack, and they keep on attacking, he fights his way all the way through the city with the girl on his hip or hidden away.

and he should have known, of course, but he was tired and bruised and bleeding by the time he realized the little girl is silently guiding him to the palace and he’s like why can’t you princesses stay inside??? but he walks up and the guards get one look at the child in his arms and whisk him through and multiple people try to take the girl away but she won’t budge from him, a stubborn pout to her lips as her hands remained locked behind his neck. and he’s finally tossed into a throne room where a tall old man is sitting in agony and two young men pace in front of him, each at least a decade older than aladdin. “they’ve taken our sister!” one of the younger men hiss, “i don’t care about their power or their connections, they’ve taken esfir, and we must go get her!”

“uh,” he clears his throat, “hi?”

and all three men whirl on him and the old man stumble-runs to him. esfir finally lets go of aladdin to picked up and twirled around by her father. the two men are rahim and shapur and they look in wonder at this dirty boy of fifteen who’s returned the girl to them, and he speaks with an accent and clearly is not from here and they get the story from him - he’s traveled across the desert because those in his own country want him dead. “you know,” rahim says as the king clutches at esfir in desperate relief, “you could have held her for ransom. you almost died saving her, and we would have paid handsomely to have her returned safely.”

and aladdin gives him a flat disapproving look, appearing in this moment four times his age, and says “people are not objects or bargaining chips. especially not lost little girls.” and rahim and shapur share an impressed conspiring look and they each grab one of his arms and lead him away. “hey! what are you -”

“do be quiet little brother,” shapur says cheerfully, “we really have to get you out of your rags.”

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Bisexual Lance

Fandom has pretty much unanimously decided that Lance is bisexual, but y’know, I don’t often see a lot of bi headcanons for him. So let’s fix that with some of my own~ 

  • The boy knows he’s bi. He 1000% knows this. It’s not a question for him anymore and hasn’t been for a long time.
  • But sometimes, he does question his validity. Like? Maybe he’s just pretending? He has a preference for girls. Loves girls. But every once in a while, he gets a crush on a cute guy with pretty eyes and a nice smile.
  • It’s harder to approach guys tho. Rejection is embarrassing enough. Rejection because you don’t meet their physical requirements is downright humiliating. It’s not a fun place to be. Especially when it means outing yourself at the same time.
  • His family is a bit conservative, being Catholic and all, but they are for the most part supportive of him. Just so long as he’s happy, they are happy. But his mom does talk a lot about marriage and grandkids and he kinda doesn’t want to disappoint her. He thinks his partner might be enough for her to love, but what if it’s not like that at all?
  • Okay but what if he does find Mrs. Blue Lion and has a million kids, what then? Is he not bi anymore? That’s silly, of course he is, but… his family might not see at that way. They might be relieved that he “chose” to be straight, not take his sexuality seriously. As though his years of questioning and doubting and determination to embrace his sexuality despite it all are magically erased once he says “I do”.
  • Sometimes he wonders if his gender preference is due to internalized pressure of a future marriage and conceiving children.
  • Sometimes he tells himself that he’s attracted to who he’s attracted to and it’s just that simple and he shouldn’t worry about it so much.
  • He’s actually not sure which gender he was attracted to first. Possibly girls, but maybe that’s just society again? All he knows for sure is that in middle school in the locker room, something about the older guys excited him in ways that’s different from how girls excite him. He tries not to stare because 1) staring is rude anyway and 2) that’s how you get punched. Why can’t guys have sexy pillow fights at sleepovers or something? Instead, they get gross games like gay chicken.
  • He’s made out with guys before. Mostly while drunk. They don’t kiss much different from girls, and smell a bit more musky than sweet. And it’s a pleasant “fuck you” to anyone who’s told him that he just likes dudes aesthetically. Nah. He wants to smash faces.
  • But makeout sessions have always been for funsies. He’s never dated a guy. Not sure why. Maybe he’s far too shy to commit to another dude. Then again, the number of girls he’s been with is also a very low number. So maybe he’s just not very lucky compared to others when it comes to the opportunity to date.
  • He participates enthusiastically in Bi Pride things on social media, especially if selfies are involved. Most of the time, he gets lots of compliments and it makes him very happy.
  • Now and again, there’s one asshole on his feed who tells him that he’s really just gay. That he’s only pretending to like girls because society tells him to. There are times when he completely brushes it off. But sometimes, shit, what if that asshole’s right? And his confidence shatters and it’s back to square one.
  • It’s worse if he’s with a girl. Like with her with her. And they’re together and he’s happy with her and having fun with her while a little voice in his head whispers how much of a fraud he is. Should he even participate in these things anymore?
  • Luckily though, this exposure to bi-erasure is more online stuff. Then again, he doesn’t really talk about his sexuality that much in the real world. A few of close friends and cousins know, and they have been nothing but supportive so at this point he’s been very lucky with coming out in the real world. That kind of acceptance goes such a long way.
  • Every once in a while he feels guilty for not being with enough guys to validate his sexuality. He firmly reminds himself that nobody questioned his “straightness” when he went for long stretches of time without being with a girl, why should guys be any different? Why does he have to prove anything to anyone?
  • He works hard every day to embrace his sexuality and be confident in who he is. Shiro said it best: “Owning who you are will make you better.” Pidge wasn’t the only one who found validation and influence in those words that day.
  • When he finally gets the confidence to flirt with that cute alien boy and the alien reciprocates, he just kinda happily faints inside and acts like a lovesick dork.
Enough is Enough

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,067

Warnings: slight panic attack, language, asshole Dean 

Request: Can I request an imagine where the reader lives with the brothers at the bunker & Dean is always a jerk to her & then one day she has a panic attack & then fluff ensues…

Summary: Reader has lived & hunted with the boys for 3 years & usually puts up with Dean being a dick pretty well. One night, she can’t take anymore and has a panic attack.

A/N: Enjoy!! Feedback greatly appreciated!! And thank you to @mamapeterson for just reading over this before I posted it lol wasn’t too confident on it tbh but I hope y’all like it!!

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Why there HAS to be a 4th episode or A quick reminder of everything that is fucky

I know that lately it has become difficult to keep believing in the existence of a fourth episode, one the fandom has decided to call the Lost Special. So this post has nothing but the goal to lay down the hard facts that prove not only the existence of that episode but also the necessity of it.

This is a collection of reasons why we believe in a Lost Special, all at the same place. No Arg, no speculations, no hard meta, just the irrefutable evidence we’ve gathered that shows how something is terribly wrong at the moment within the show itself. If someone starts doubting, this is supposed to remind them why we’re still in the expectative.

Tighten your belt, we’re going deep inside the show. It’s going to be long, and frankly not everything will make sense but that’s the point: nothing make sense otherwise.

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prince in training

~3k, rated T

Sterek ficlet inspired by this: “i grew up not knowing i was royal and now i guess i’m heir to a throne and you’re the guy who’s supposed to be teaching me how to be royal bc i suck at it and oops we made out” au

This is kind of Princess-Diaries-ish. I know that’s been done before in this fandom (and thank god it has—it’s awesome), but I couldn’t help myself. Yay for self-indulgence!

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Stiles thought the most annoying thing about suddenly being a royal heir to a small eastern European kingdom he’s never heard of would be the hyper-aggressive paparazzi, but he was dead wrong.

The most annoying thing is actually Derek Hale, the guy Stiles’ grandmother hired to teach Stiles how not to screw this up.

“Princes don’t chew with their mouths open, Stiles.”

“Princes don’t shove an entire fistful of curly fries in their mouths, Stiles.”

“Princes don’t wear pink-and-green plaid shirts from Target, Stiles.”

“Princes don’t slouch.”

They don’t slump, either, or yawn or sneeze or cough in public, or fist-pump, or drive beat-up old blue Jeeps, or wear bright colors, or rock out to the radio, or do anything fun.

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All in the Past


  When Dean Winchester asked you to go shopping, you had thought the world was ending. Dean and shopping were two things that never went together. Dean didn’t shop. Dean went on supply runs but when it came to buy clothes for himself, let’s just say a few choice words were involved along with eye rolls, huffs, and the occasional rude comment to the retail worker. You hated shopping with Dean almost as much as he hated shopping. Why hadn’t it been Sam?

  You met Dean at the mall, the two of you walking towards a high end mens clothing store. You didn’t even want to think about why you were going in here with him. You knew it was because of her. He informed the retail worker that he was looking for a suit that he could wear to a party, one that looked like he was from the early nineteen hundreds. Some Great Gatsby party of some sort. You tried hard not to be the first one to roll your eyes. 

  She picked out a couple of suits that she deemed would be perfect for the event. You tried your best not to glare daggers into the back of her head when you caught her eye-banging your best friend. Dean was gorgeous, and he knew it too. He never had a problem landing the girl of his choice, which is why he was with her. Lisa Braeden

  She had everything you didn’t. She was giving Dean the apple pie life he so desperately deserved. She gave him the white picket fence and a bed to sleep in. A kid that you were almost certain was his. What could you give him? A back massage after a rough hunt? Even though Dean promised Sam that he’d settle down with Lisa, it didn’t stop you. You were only here because Dean called for some assistance. He still talked to you on a regular basis. But he wasn’t your Dean anymore. He wasn’t the Dean that had your back on hunts, or the Dean that stayed up all night eating junk food on the impala hood. He was hers. She was his. You were grateful he didn’t cut you out all together, but seeing him happy because of her was the worse kind of torture you have ever endured. This, was your own personal hell and there was no way you were ever getting out of it. 

  “How does this one look?” Dean called out from behind the closed curtain. He shoved them both to the side, waltzing through with a small smile playing on his lips. You swear, your heart skipped a beat. You didn’t think that was humanly possible but if someone were to monitor your heart, you were certain it would have showed. Dean looked stunning in the suit; damn near perfection. His hair was parted differently, like he fixed it when he looked in the mirror before he came out. It hugged his body in the best ways. You could see every bulge on his body, every curve and edge. 

  It killed you.

  You could feel your heart shattering, completely crashing into a million different pieces. It doesn’t matter what past you had with Dean; what crap you’ve been through together. It didn’t matter how many times you had saved each others lives and patched each other up. Dean was out, living another life. He was with the girl you knew he loved; a girl that wasn’t you. He was getting dressed up for her, he had a family with her

  He was never going to be yours. 

  “Y/N?”

  “Hmm?” You shook your head, blinking away your tears. 

  “What do you think?” he asked nervously. 

  “I think that’s the one,” you smiled weakly. 

  “Me too,” he chuckled. “I think Lisa is going to like this one.”

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You know what is amazing ? Truly amazing ? Is that we can go back and reading bleach KNOWING that ichigo had a crush that transformed into love for orihime . 

Like this ichigo ? 

Totally had a crush on Orihime 

And this ichigo ? 

ALSO totally had a crush on Orihime 

And this ichigo ? 

He is a dork trying to take care of his crush 

AND THIS ICHIGO IS FALLING IN LOVE WITH ORIHIME 

AND THIS ONE GOD LOOK AT THIS ONE TRYING TO PROTECT THE GIRL HE LOVES DESPITE HAVING GREAT TROUBLES TO CONTROL HIS HOLLOW 

AND THIS ONE IS FUCKING PROMISING TO PROTECT HER . HER AND ONLY HER WHEN HIS OTHER FRIENDS WERE HURT TOO . Also in japanese culture this particular sentence hold a lot of meaning in the romantic sense . 

“ Ok ok I get what you mean “ you say to me “ But what about THAT ichigo ????” 

ALSO FUCKING IN LOVE WITH ORIHIME MY DUDE HELL YEAH 

And this ichigo ? Crushed by Orihime being taken to Hueco mundo . 

LOOK AT THIS BOY LIKE CALM DOWN ICHIGO WE KNOW YOU LOVE HER BUT CHILL DAMN no but seriously look at his reaction rukia was about to die and yet his gut reacted here at the mere mention of orihime’s name ???? 

And look at this mofo seeing his love in slow motion hair blowing in the wind and shit 

AND GOD LOOK AT HIM PROTECTING HER WHILE SHE HAD HER SHIELD IN FRONT OF HER . lIKE ICHIGO YOU’RE SIXTEEN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

And look at him not even being able to look at orihime in the eyes because he sees fear in the way she looks at him . God this breaks my heart 

Ok this heals my heart look at him being completely awestruck , look at Kubo represented her voice reaching out to him ! Look at his eyes GODFUCKINGDAMMIT 

*sobs* FUCKING ORIHIME SAID HIM TO NOT BE FUCKING HURT ANYMORE AND LOOK AT HIM , THIS LOSER HE WAS NOT ABLE TO KEEP UP WITH GRIMMJOW BUT JUST ORIHIME CHEERING FOR HIM AND SUDDENLY HE IS . NOT ALLOWED . TO SUSTAIN ANYMORE DAMAGE . He is so fucking in love with this girl it disgusts me 

Ichigo! You’re dead ! On the floor! You have a hole in your chest! like dude it’s not the time to think about orihime and how much you want to protect her oh god 

OMG ICHIGO YOU JUST HAD A HOLE IN YOUR CHEST AND YOU TRANSFORMED INTO YOUR HOLLOW WHICH WAS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR LIKE THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS ASKING ORIHIME IF SHE’S ALRIGHT WHILE SHE’S OBVIOUSLY UNINJURED . LIKE JUST HOW MUCH DOES HE CARES FOR HER OH MY GOD 

And look at him , puppy faced and all mushy mushy just because orihime cried for him . What a loser omg ichigo like be cool in front of orihime stop wearing your heart in your eyes your feelings plain for the whole world to see like that 

“ yeah I noticed you were real popular with the guys … not that it bothers … but you know… I’m just placing it in the conversation … like that … just to … you know… ANYWAY” 

We SEE YOU ICHIGO WE KNOW YOU NOTICED ORIHIME WAS SO POPULAR WITH THE GUYS AND IT BOTHERS YOU but except from keeping the creeps away from Orihime he won’t do anything about it because he always respected Orihime’s agency so much like this kid is so pure I love him god 

Look at him being awestruck once again by orihime . Thinking she is so great and amazing and his heart must expands so much knowing just how much her and chad care for him . He must be so grateful 

Omg don’t do this to him orihime he’s so in love with you SO IN LOVE . He cannot stand the thought of losing you because of tsukishima’s power look at how heartbroken he looks STOP ORIHIME STOP also orihime my love breaking through tsukishima’s ability just because OF THE STRENGTH OF HER LOVE FOR ICHIGO LIKE WHERE DO THEY STOP FOR THE OTHER OMG THIS IS TOO MUCH 

Once again look at him being all dorky and happy like a puppy just at seeing orihime !! He had just been beaten by Bach and was depressed he couldn’t protect everybody but POOF one look at Orihime safe and smiling and bam puppy eyes showing his feelings to the whole world 

OMG ICHIGO BE COOL THIS IS SO TOTALLY LAME 

oKAY YOU LOST IT I GET IT HORMONES YOU’RE A TEENAGER AND YOU’VE LOVED ORIHIME FOR SO LONG YOU’RE BOUND TO ACT LIKE THAT SOMETIMES I GET IT MY GUY 

And look at him comforting orihime like “ NO ORIHIME DON’T BE SAD NO” . Omg he is such a dork , he is so in love it’s killing me

HE WENT BACK TO PROTECT HER CRADDLING HER TO HIS CHEST LIKE SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE HE’LL ALWAYS ALWAYS PROTECT HER NO MATTER WHAT

Okay ichigo danger is over you should let her go now even if her hair is really soft and it feels really good holding her so close to you  

AND LOOK AT HIM MY GUY IN THE MIDDLE OF BATTLE COMMUNICATING WITH HIS WIFEY BY A SINGLE LOOK TO REASSURE HER . LIke godammn ichigo you’re fighting against a god FOCUS 

OMG ONCE AGAIN YOU STOP MID BATTLE TO REASSURE HER . ARE YOU SHOWING OFF YOUR NEW COOL FORM IN FRONT OF ORIHIME , ICHIGO ??? ARE YOU ???? ARE YOU?????????????

And most importantly the most in love with orihime of all those ichigo 

It’s been 12 years he’s been in love with her and look at the softness in his eyes , the casualness because THEY ARE FUCKING MARRIED FOR AT THE VERY LEAST 6 YEARS OMG THEY SPEND EVERY DAY TOGETHER BEING ALL DORKY AND IN LOVE . cAN YOU BELIEVE THEY GOT THEIR HAPPY ENDING ??? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY ONLY EVER LOVED EACH OTHER ???? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY BOTH GOT TO MARRY THEIR HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART ???? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY HAD A BEAM FOR SUNSHINE AS A SUN ?? CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW HAPPY THEY MUST BE WAKING UP NEXT TO EACH OTHER EVERY MORNING GOD ????

THEY ARE JUST . SO IN LOVE . 

* spontaneously combust*

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Episode 15...

Okay… I don’t have a lot of time to write this so if I’ve missed anything, if there are any huge grammatical errors, if I’ve COMPLETELY missed the point then I’m very, very sorry!  (I may write more later as I have a lot of thoughts)

Here’s the deal.

This episode was basically the writers way of telling us Oliver and Susan aren’t going to make it. Which is why I’m so okay with it. Did chunks of it feel off? Yes. Did Oliver come across as kind of spineless? Yes. Did Shady Snoozan come across as even more of a selfish cow than we thought she was? Absolutely. Did we feel for Felicity? Damn straight. Did we see everything we HATE seeing from Arrow ON Arrow? Yup…

Do you think the writers, directors and producers don’t (etc) know we hate it?

Of course they flipping do.

Is episode 15 normally the episode where we what we really don’t want to fucking see?

Again, YES.

Would it have been better to just be rid of SW? Oh hell yes- I’LL FREAKING DO IT!

But then, how will Prometheus succeed in turning someone Oliver cares about against him?

Starting, I’d like to say something about Oliver.

He’ll always do dumb shit: I expect it now. I’d love to be rid of it. But I expect it.

In episode 15, a lot of the time I was basically wondering when he became so needy. And by needy I don’t mean ‘he lives and breathes SW’. I mean, he desperately wanted her to see him as the good guy. The hero. Someone who has succeeded in securing the affections of a woman determined to see him as a thug.

Notice how Felicity tells him he’s a hero in this episode without prompt? Don’t you think that was a deliberate script device?

It’s been done before; right when he needs to hear it, there she is. Telling him. Again. SW didn’t say it; she did.

The wonderful @almondblossomme hit the nail on the head: episode 15 was a compare and contrast of how Felicity and Susan differ.

Just one example: SW cared more about her job than anything else. The moment she got it back she was all over him. Hate the bitch. Whereas Felicity has, time and time again, given up professional standing for Oliver. I’m just going to leave that there because I don’t need to hammer in just how much better Felicity is.

What I do want to say – to emphasise – is how alone Felicity was.

Now I’d like to stop you before you all go off on the rampage because, as much as I understand why, this was also deliberate. This episode was the point where Felicity didn’t just feel alone, she was alone. They deliberately had everyone miss this about her: Dig who knew her better than most and Oliver who knows her best of all… even Thea.

No one saw it.

They even had Oliver come to ask for her help with Susan.

In her head, she has nothing.

So she turns to Helix.

Now I’m thrilled with this because Olicity’s ADULT CONVERSATION is going to happen whilst SW is kidnapped: no shady lady to interrupt. But I’m also guessing that Felicity once again uses her skills and connections to help Oliver in HIS life. To help him be happy or at least that is what she’ll believe she’s doing.

He might see this; her wanting him to be happy and he’ll wonder why SHE ISN’T. He’ll ask questions. He’ll ask why are you doing this for me? And she’ll say some variation of: “I just want you to be happy.”

Pause.

They really are reversing it this year between them aren’t they?

Now we’ve been informed that SW will be held by Chase for more than 1 episode. This is to drum up the panic of it all – though they know we couldn’t care less – but it also gives Prometheus enough time to infect SW.

To pervert her easily changeable perception of Oliver. There’s more than a good chance she’ll come out of it either openly hostile towards him or wanting nothing to do with him out of fear.

(Now, it’s almost possible that she could be working in collaboration with Prometheus but either way they’re making her a victim.)

They’re also making her a loose end and a nuisance. A weak point. Unnecessary. A target, Like Billy. On purpose.

Look Green Arrow: look how easily you loose the people who care about you?

(like she does, ahem)

Oliver was trying so hard to move on and his first true attempt has fallen flat on its ass, he knows it has. But he’s fighting. He’s fighting because taught him to, he’s fighting because she said NO. She didn’t want him to fight and it’s so much easier beating your head against play-do than it is against steel.

THAT’S WHY HE WANTED SW TO FORGIVE HIM.

The questionable circumstances of HOW would have come to him later; but all he wanted right then was to succeed.

This is all about Olicity: if he can make it work here, maybe he can make it work there.

Prometheus deliberately targeted Billy. He did this in the hopes of screwing Oliver’s life up some. But, though this created a vacuum of guilt in Oliver, it did not turn Felicity against him.

Now, he’s taken SW, when CONVENIENTLY the only way to help find her rests with HELIX. With Felicity. Role reversal.

Either the writers are being very obvious or very sneaky.

Remember Ray? Remember how Felicity was all over keeping him safe and with her in episodes 17 and 19? She even did PDA IN FRONT OF OLIVER.

Episode 15 of season 5 is roughly our 17 equivalent.

Either – like Billy – SW is going to bite it, or it’ll be the consequences of what happen to her that cause a ripple effect afterwards on Olicity.

It caused a ripple after Billy’s death too: Oliver and Felicity had a very real, very honest conversation/argument.

THIS will force another one: possibly more than one (dear God PLEASE).

I always thought that two or three very brutal, very open talks between them would shift EVERYTHING. It just so happens the writers had to space it out for an entire season.

This season has been one full of ‘how to not do relationships with Oliver’. It focuses on 3 women: Laurel (his past) Susan (his present) and Felicity (his future and always).  Learn from the past and present to make way for the future.

I still believe this; we have been told in one way or another (by the cast, the directors, the narrative etc) that Olicity will rise again and that their time is coming. Soon.

BE angry at this episode! Go for it. They want you to be livid so that they can surprise, shock and awe us all later like in season 3!

But don’t judge any later progression or any episode following this on number 15. In fact, leave episode 15 behind at the door. It isn’t needed anymore. It’s in the past.

In season 3, after episode 15 aired, the fandom threw an absolute shit fit.

Looking back at it, it was hilarious; we had nothing to worry about.

But at the time, it was awful. No one wanted to see Felicity with Ray whilst Oliver lay on a dungeon floor, while Oliver pinned. And we had to wait TWO WEEKS before episode 16 aired.

Remember episode 16? Like the sun shining again we received these little spots of hope. She’d slept with a man who ISN’T Oliver and yet, none of their chemistry was diminished. In fact; it just showed us that even sex can’t get in their way.

In that relationship Felicity and Ray fell out with each other because of the truth or lack of it. They got back together shortly afterwards.

Felicity and Billy did the same: I think they actually did it twice.

Now, so have Oliver and Susan.

Another deliberate tool.

Regardless of what happens, Felicity’s lack of blame on Oliver will reflect brightly on the very real blame SW will throw at him. The actor playing Chase has confirmed that an odd relationship will build between him and Susan and that she may feel betrayed by Oliver.

She may come to hate that she developed feelings for him, but be unable to act on it BECAUSE of her feelings for him.

Felicity couldn’t be played with – couldn’t be marred - but Susan can. Because she’s weak. Because she isn’t fit to be Oliver’s love interest. Because, like with Billy, she’s a tool.

We don’t care about Susan but we DO care about Olicity and this should generate a reaction from them both.

Now, I didn’t see Oliver as crapping all over his alter ego by labelling the Green Arrow a criminal. I think it could have been done far better but I also saw it as two things: first, he was taking on the sins and pains of others (like they do with some comic superheroes; they make them into Jesus figures) and second, because Prometheus wanted him to do it.

And Prometheus has been very adept so far at making Oliver go down the route he wishes him to.

The big reveal for Prometheus was lame (maybe it’s MEANT to be) but you can’t deny the man is a criminal mastermind. In a way, he’s more capable than any other bad guy has been at hurting Oliver. And Oliver has no idea how close he is to loosing EVERYTHING.

We already know that Thea and Felicity are his big ‘no-no’s’. Criminals do not touch them and live to tell the tale.

Yet he as lost them both: he just lost Thea (she’ll return a little later on) and Felicity – though he doesn’t know it – is already gone.

Worse, she went away and no one noticed.

Bear in mind that we’ve been told by Marc G, that Oliver will end the season balanced as a hero: he’ll be both Oliver Queen and the Green Arrow. So obviously this ‘let’s vilify my alter ego to by us time’ moment of glory was just that: a moment. An episode to show that Oliver Queen has evolved just as much as his alias.

Remember Talia who gave him the outfit to wear so that he could ‘vent’ for lack of a better word, his demons? So he could express his violence so that he could wear the mask of Oliver Queen?

Well, he doesn’t NEED it anymore.

But soon he’ll CHOOSE it. And he’ll do it in front of an audience Star City.

And a big part of how he’ll do that will be Felicity. There’s no way he can become this balance human without knowing she’s right there with him, balanced too. Either he’ll step up to guide her or her actions will push him in her direction but it will include her.

What I’m trying to say, is that – in terms of Oliver and Felicity, this is the low point. I’m concentrating upwards.

Admittedly I’m hastened on this by Stephen who answered some ‘damage control’ questions earlier. One of the things he stated was that a lot of Oliver’s choices that people are hating on so much are a sign that Prometheus’s plan is working. Oliver isn’t out of the woods yet: this is a decline. The next 3 episodes will decide the fate of SW and Oliver and either someone will die OR something very bad will happen to someone.

Even with this crap, I can still see a love scene guys. Pacing has always been an issue: don’t think they won’t do it. And we know (like with 3x20) how much can change in 1 episode. But love scene or no, I’m watching till the end and believe that we’ll see what we need to.

A reunion.

The narrative STILL leads there. If it changes then I’ll change my opinion.

(I d have a lot of OTHER thoughts about Oliver in this episode though… Jesus)

tagging these lovely ladies (and anyone who wants to join in) to tell me if I hit a truth crumb or if I’m an idiot:

@louiseblue1 @jbuffyangel @dust2dust34 @oliverdant @n4r4nch4 @scu11y22

STEREK FIC RECS - PART 1

Okay now that I have been in the fandom for a month or so, I have some fic recs (that no one asked for). I’m noticing a pattern….  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Taking Off the Edges by Ark
Summary: Scott’s regard turning completely away hurts more than the wounded, incredulous eyeballing. He’s bright red to the tips of his ears, and his hands are balled up tight into fists. “Tell me what the hell you were going to tell me, then,” Scott says. He’s not looking at Stiles anymore, so Derek’s the one who answers.“That we’re paired,” says Derek, calmly and decisively, from over Stiles’s shoulder. Explicit, 8.7K
Commentary: So beautifully written. And bottom!Derek (a pattern for me, tbh); hot, funny, perfect. 

By Any Other Name by entanglednow
Summary: He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it. Explicit, 33K+ 
Commentary: This is probably one of my favorite fics; it’s really, really beautiful and so different from other things I’ve read. 

Howlin’ For You by Lenore
Summary: A college AU with strippers, crime bosses, and a mystery to solve. Explicit, 33K+
Commentary: GREAT FIC A++, and a totally bomb bottom!derek scene. Stripper fics aren’t really my thing but please read this, you won’t regret it. 

headlong (I’m falling in a) by hits
Summary: Kink meme fill: When Stiles goes to college, for some reason, he has to share an apartment with Derek, which sucks, because Derek still hates him the most. They fall in love. Explicit, 80K+
Commentary: This is an interesting fic that really explores Derek’s more wolfish nature and pack culture in ways I hadn’t really considered before; plus there is a lot of great sex. It’s kind of weird, and I like that. 

The Alexandria Solution by Bexless
Summary: "I accept your body!“ Stiles says hurriedly. "I accept you. Sexually.” There is a pause. Derek says, “Thanks.” Explicit, 5.3K+ words
Commentary: I think we all need a light-hearted knotting fic in our lives. 

The one that’s a little bit party of five by kellifer_fic
Summary: He does a casual three-sixty and catches the gaze of a glowering werewolf with thick eyebrows and a strong jaw. The guy has artful stubble going on and he looks like he’s pissed off at the room, but especially at Stiles and Stiles can roll with that. Lydia wouldn’t have called attention to him if he hadn’t been Stiles’ type.His sister is good like that. NC-17, 50K+
Commentary: This is like Sterek meets Shameless. It’s pretty fucking hilarious and a very well-done slow build. So many warm fuzzies for the fic. AND the kids are great. 

Pretty In Tents by Kellifer_fic
Summary: Even though he’s making fun of it, Stiles thinks the whole thing sounds awesome and, like most stuff these days, the experience is going to be totally wasted on Scott. Mature, 7.6K+ 
Commentary: Fake relationship is one of my favorite tropes and this one is expertly done. It’s hot and intelligent and just a fun ride.

Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll
Summary:  “Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf.” An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food. NC-17, 76K+
Commentary: This summary, I feel, is misleading. There is much depth to this fic; Stiles and Derek are kidnapped and fall in love along the way. Great switching scenes, also bottom!derek for the win. 

Relationship Status: It’s Complicated by kellifer_fic
Summary: Okay, I know this is a huge stretch for you, but can you please pretend you’re like, into me? Mature, 4K+
Commentary: Again w/ the fake relationship. Hot college bar scene, Derek protects Stiles from an ex. Perfection, basically. 

One Life Stand by Vendelin
Summary:Stiles is used to selling himself to make ends meet. But it’s getting harder to keep those ends meeting, and there’s only so much of Stiles to go around. Until a too-fancy car shows up in his neighborhood, and he meets Derek Hale.All Derek wants is Stiles’s time, someone to stay on his arm for events and smile for the cameras. It’s the easiest job Stiles has ever had, the best-paying one he’s ever had, and he’s more than happy to sign up.Derek is everything and nothing Stiles expects him to be, with his tailored suits, sharp mind and his quiet way of caring. But it’s just a job and Stiles never meant to fall in love. Explicit, 84K
Commentary: The Pretty Woman AU we all need. It’s way better than that, actually. I’m not usually into fics that feature prostitution, but it’s really minor on that aspect and really big on the Sterek. READ IT. 

James March: Godawful Opinions

Today in the Blue Parrot lounge it was pretty dead. You and your lovely boyfriend, James were having a drink together, sitting at a table near the bar that is overlooking the lobby. 

Liz was tending the these two girls, a brunette and a blonde, at the bar. They looked like they were in their mid 20’s or so. You noticed that every few minutes they would glance at you and James, but you didn’t think anything of it.

After finishing the last of your drink, you decided it was your time to head back to the room the two of you share to start getting ready for dinner later. “I’ll see you soon for dinner, love.” You stood up and gave James a kiss on the cheek, then picked up your empty glass to hand to Liz, but James stopped you by lightly grabbing onto your wrist. “Not to worry, darling. I’ll have Liz tend to this.” James smirked at you.

You smiled with nod, then went on your merry way.

James signaled for Liz to take your empty glass, which she did willingly, then she made her way to any tables that needed a wipe down.

The two ladies at the bar weren’t being discreet whatsoever because they glanced at James with a smile which he obviously noticed. They were now brought to his attention as he’s smoking a cigarette. Being silent about the words they exchanged to each other was their downfall because James can hear everything they’re saying perfectly clear. He was also smart enough to know those were about you.

“He is way out of her league. Ew.” Said the blonde to the brunette friend.

“Yeah like what does he see in her? I bet you I could take him from her if I tried.”

Liz couldn’t help but overhear as well, so she looked over at James and notices that the grip on his glass of bourbon is getting tighter while his eyes are facing the lobby, trying to tune them out. If he was to put anymore force, the glass itself would shatter.

“I’ll be right back. Going to use the bathroom.” The blonde said to her brunette friend, then left to the restroom.

“Liz Taylor.” James called in his naturally loud voice, making Liz flinch from surprise.

Liz walked towards James with her nose in the air. Typical Liz Taylor attitude. “What can I do for you, Mr. March?”

“Would you be a darling and handle that vile creature for me?” James said in a low tone while scowling at the remaining girl at the bar. “Oh and please hurry.” He signaled with his head in the direction that the girl’s friend left to the restroom.

“Oooo I’d be happy to.” Liz gave an evil grin, then went behind the bar to grab a cloth and soak it in chloroform. Thankfully, the girl didn’t notice because she was too busy scrolling through her phone.

Successfully, Liz knocked the brunette out cold and left to take her to one of the vacant rooms on Floor 7, tying her up once she got there.

When the blonde came back from the bathroom, she looked puzzled as to where her friend went and called her cell phone. The cell phone rang in James’s pocket, which caused the girl to question his motives. “Um, w-why do you have my friend’s phone?” She stuttered from fear because at this point, she answered her own question in her head.

Her first instinct was to run, but James quickly stopped her and picked her up over his shoulder. “Help me! Somebody help me! He’s going to kill me!” She kicked and screamed, but the only people that could hear is Iris, standing behind the reception desk. Iris ignored the girl because it was obviously normal to her.

James, too, brought the blonde to the same room on Floor 7 that her brunette friend is held in.

Entering the room, Liz was there awaiting on James, with the brunette laying on the bed, her face red and forehead sweating from fear. Her wrists and ankles were also successfully tied together by Liz.

“Put the tramp over there, would you please?” James said to Liz, throwing the blonde to her, then pointed to a gap in the wall. The blonde knew exactly what James was planning because she saw the pile of bricks laying on the floor. He was planning on letting her rot inside of the walls, similar to how did with his ex wife’s lover, Valentino.

“No no no! Please don’t!” She cried, but James and Liz ignored. Liz brought her over to the gap in the wall, placing her hands over her to rest on the ceiling. “I’ll do anything! Please don’t do this!” She continued.

James took off his jacket, hanging it on the coat rack, then put on his apron and gloves that were hanging on the coat rack. Of course, James didn’t want to dirty his expensive clothes. What else is new. 

James started humming to his favorite tune from being so content with everything happening right now. Liz ignored the girl’s cries, then left the room to go back and tend to her lovely bar.

The brunette’s mouth was already filled with a hand towel from Liz being annoyed from her cries. James took out a gun from his pocket and shot her in the head without hesitation.

He exhaled from the euphoric feeling. The blonde friend, still stuck in the gap in the wall, gasped seeing her friend get shot. “Oh my god! No no no no no!” She uncontrollably shook her head in disbelief.

James grabbed a brick, then started on building the wall himself. This calmed him and he felt a relief from finally getting his murder fix.

The girl continued to cry for a good 30 minutes and felt deep regrets for what her and her friend had said. She didn’t even know that James had heard either. “Wh-why are you doing this to us?”

“I suggest you and your dead friend should have kept your god awful opinions about my queen to yourselves.” James clenched his jaw, then let out a sigh to calm himself, which he succeeded in.

“I-I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry. We didn’t mean it, please. We were just stupid and drunk.” She hoped a miracle would happen and he would free her by apologizing, but never in a million years would it cross James’s mind to do so.

“I assure you it is too late for your false apologizes.” James said.

She realized that there’s nothing she could do to get out of this terrible mess, so she was hoping James would at least quickly her out of her misery. “Can you just kill me now. Shoot me. Please please, I don’t want to die like this.”

“To your misfortune, I would be denying your request. Now-”

She cut him off by screaming and crying even louder than before. “No! No! No!”

James was getting annoyed, so he walked over and stole the towel from the blonde’s dead friend’s mouth and put it in hers to shut her up. It’s amazing how James would go through such great lengths for you. Now he’s thinking if he should tell you or just spare you the trouble by not telling you?

Why it doesn’t matter anymore whether the lostspecial’s “revelation” is genuine or if there’s a 4th episode

First thing to say is this: I never post anything, I live in the shadows, and enjoy taking part of TJLC behind the anonymous’ face. I have followed several tumblr account from a long time. I have been part of TJLC since the day lsit created her blog, the day after TSoT. In other words, I have seen my fair share of mindfuckery, of blogs I liked receiving hate but I have never taken an active role in this fandom until now.

Like many TJLCers, I decided to watch TFP having high expectations, knowing for sure I was about to witness something groundbreaking.

Well, I wasn’t wrong. Not really.

First came disappointment: so was everything a farce? A pure publicity stunt? Even the lostspecial website is a lie? Are we that desperate for something to be clever?

And then I was thinking… So what if we are? None of this makes sense anyway. Why shouldn’t we ask for a miracle?

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Baby Wayne - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : Reader has to tell Bruce she’s pregnant, and she doesn’t know how…

I feel like I’m just gonna write a serie of “characters’ babies”, where the reader has to tell their significant other they’re pregnant…So, boom for the Bat (and here the one I wrote for Captain America). Tell me which character you’d like to see next from those fandoms : Marvel, DC, Sherlock, Harry Potter, The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings, Percy Jackson, Supernatural, Dragon Age and Mass effect (random stuffs I like really). 

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You had been staring at the pregnancy test for the past three hours, not knowing what to do. Two lines. Positive. Fuck. You forgot about the time you missed ONE pill, ONE time…Your guts were churning, and you were extremely stressed and scared for three reasons.

Firstly, Bruce was quite older than you, he might not feel fit to raise a child now.  

Secondly, you already had four boys. When you started seriously dating Bruce, he already had Dick and Jason in his house, and you adopted them without hesitation. Then Tim came in your life, and just naturally became your son as well. And finally, Talia Al’Ghul dropped Damian…She did so almost seven years ago, and you were now whom he considered his mother. 

Thirdly, and lastly, you and Bruce NEVER talked about having children of your own. You felt like you had a tacit understanding between you two that a baby just didn’t had its place in your life…

You wanted a baby, but Bruce…You sat on the floor, back against the bath, thinking about a way to tell him. What if he told you he didn’t want to keep it ? What were you going to do ? Because you really, really wanted him or her…You loved your sons, but you couldn’t help but think that a baby could be a great addition to your life. Especially since your youngest, Damian, was already 17 and would leave the house soon…

After a few hours again, you raised from the floor and went down to the kitchen with the pregnancy test in your hand. Alfred was there, perfect. He would know what to do. You slowly sat on a high chair around the kitchen counter. 

-Hello Lady Y/N, I bet the book you’re reading is particularly good today, you stayed in your room for quite a while. Not giving you grief for it of course, I think reading is a great way of spending a day off. 

You didn’t answer and just slid your pregnancy test across the counter, looking right in the butler’s eyes. He was making you a cup of tea and froze, letting the hot water overflowing your mug. 

-…What…What is that ? 

He asked as he carefully put down the kettle. 

-It’s a pregnancy test Al’. 

-What does it say ? 

-That a new Wayne is on its way…

It took him a moment to truly register, and then the old butler took you by surprise when he pulled you into a tight hug. 

-Oh Lady Y/N what wonderful news !! Have you told Master Bruce yet ? 

-No, I felt a bit weird lately…and I thought…I was right. I just discovered it a few hours ago…

-Oh. You weren’t reading were you ? 

You don’t answer. 

-Are you afraid to tell him ?

You smile weakly at him.

-Once again Alfred, you surprise me by your perspicacity. You always guess how we all feel…What would we do without you ? 

-You’d be lost of course. And let me tell you you have nothing to be worried about. Master Bruce will be happy. 

Alfred was wiping the water off of the counter with a cloth while speaking, and you couldn’t help but smile at his serious feature. 

-How can you be so sure Al ?

-As you say Lady Y/N, I know all of you too well to be wrong. I know why you worry. Master Bruce isn’t that young anymore, you already have quite a few children, and I know you never talked about having some of your own. I bickered Master Bruce enough about it, but he always said you probably didn’t want another kid as you were quite a busy person. 

-What ? No, I thought he didn’t want one because he was busy. 

-As I told him many times, I’m sure you should just speak about it to be certain you were actually on the same page. Turns out I was right. And you were both on the same page. 

-We were ? 

-Well, you both wanted a baby in your life. 

-Wanted is the key word here Alfred. When did you have those conversations with him ? Because we aren’t too young anymore, and everyday, he might not come home, and I…

Alfred’s hands came back in front of you and held your shoulders. 

-Lady Y/N, you’ll never know if you don’t tell him. You worry already too much about everything, so..just tell him. For real. 

Again, you gave him a weak smile and hugs him again. He’s right…but easier said than done. 

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It was 7 am when Bruce finally came home from his night patrol. You didn’t see him of the entire day before, as he had some important work with his company, and you had a well deserved day off. He finished late, and went directly to the bat cave as he had an important current case, and couldn’t find you quickly enough to give you a quick kiss…

He couldn’t find you because you were hiding. You stayed in your bed all night, unable to fall asleep, thinking. 

When Bruce, Tim and Damian arrived (Jason and Dick had their own place in town now) in the bat cave, they were surprised to not find you in it, as you always waited for them, even when sick. And at 7 am, a very worried bunch of men entered the master’s bedroom. 

You reassured your sons, and after a kiss good night (smiling to yourself because they still let you kiss them even though they were 19 and 17), you were finally alone with Bruce. 

He stripped down, you both liked to sleep naked, and he slipped in bed next to you. But he didn’t take you in his arms, did not kiss you, or touch you, which he always does before making love to you and falling asleep. He just stayed there, staring at you, propped up on one elbow. 

-What is the matter love ? 

You finally turned to look at him, and bit your lower lip, nervous. 

-Bruce I…

-What ? 

He was starting to get really worried, imagining the worst. Were you sick ? Badly sick ? Was he going to loose you ? He couldn’t loose you, it’d kill him…

-I’m…Hum…

He laid a comforting hand on your bare thigh, encouraging you with a warm but concerned look on his face. 

-…I’mwithchild. 

You spoke so quickly and so softly that he didn’t understand anything. 

-What ? 

-I’m…With…

Silence. 

-Child. 

He took his hand away from your thigh, and your heart sunk. But only for a few second before he pulled you to his chest, almost crushing you against it.

-You’re pregnant. 

-Yes. 

-You’re…pregnant…

-Yes Bruce, I am. 

He hugged you a bit tighter, and you almost suffocated. You pulled away gently and looked shyly at him…what you saw on his face made your heart sing. There was nothing but awe and happiness there. Which were rare emotions to see on Bruce’s face. You brushed your hand on his cheek, and he leaned on it, closing his eyes, taking you back against him, gently this time. 

One of his hand went to your stomach, and caressed it lovingly. 

-I’m gonna be a dad. Again. But from the beginning this time…

You stayed silent, enjoying his touch and the feel of his skin against yours. 

-We’ll see the first steps, ear the first words, teach him or her everything…

He felt your smile against his pec and kissed the crown of your head. 

You spend the entire night (morning really) talking about your future child, about the way you’d announce the news to its future brothers, about anything really, just both feeling like your heart would explode of happiness. Then you made passionate love and fell asleep in each other’s arms. 

Bruce’s hands were resting on your stomach, his arms wrapped around you, spooning you protectively…He was already ready to do anything for that kid.


Fin ?

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One More Day With You - TheLoyalMouse - Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri & Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri/Yuri Plisetsky
Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov, Yuri Plisetsky
Additional Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon, 6 years later, Adult Yuri Plisetsky, Rating May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, No Viktor Nikiforov was hurt in the making of this fic, No one’s gonna die, i kid you not
Summary:

Six years later: When Viktor learns that his days are numbered, there’s only one thing on his mind: He needs to make sure that Yuuri will be okay. For this goal he’s willing to sacrifice everything; his happiness, his sanity - even Yuuri love. But that’s not how relationships work, Vitya … (Or: The stupid things we do for love)

I finally managed to get chapter 2 of this thing out. Hallelujah! If you like, I’d greatly appreciate giving kudos / leaving a comment on ao3. Seriously, it’s the comments that keep me going …


A storm is coming. Viktor can feel it like a low electric tingle on his skin; can smell the faint metallic stench of ozone hanging heavy in the air. It’s making him restless. He’s tossing and turning on his side of the bed, bunching up the sheets in the process.

But the tension he feels isn’t caused by the sudden change of weather alone. It’s everything. This whole fucked-up situation he has to deal with, is weighing down on him like a rock. And he’s starting to overthink things.

What if he’s wrong? What if this whole stupid plan is just one big mistake?

There’s still time to make things right. He can still tell Yuuri. Can do it right now. Shake him awake and tell him to his face, bleary from sleep, that their days as a couple are numbered. That he, Viktor, will do exactly what he always promised him he’d never do:

Leave him behind.

Not that Viktor has much of a choice - or any at all. Live every day of your life as if it were the last - trite but true. Unfortunately, you never really allow for the very realistic possibility settle in your brain. Dying is for old people. Sick people, unfortunate souls who have some metaphysical score to settle or just a very messed up karma.

Except maybe that’s what it all comes down to in the end.

Meeting Yuuri was probably - no, with absolute certainty the very best thing that ever happened to him. And he always wondered, in a way, just for how long this insane happiness was going to last. He wondered when the fuck he’d started sounding like the old babushka that used to sit in front of the Kopeyka , blathering about the good old days to everyone who would listen to her. All he could think now, another truism, was how nothing in life comes for free.

And now he’s been presented with the bill.

Suddenly, Yuuri starts to stir next to him; his beautiful face contorted into a frown. He’s thrashing around now, throwing off the sheets he’s been curled into. His hands are reaching out, his fingers clenching, opening, clenching. A quiet whimper of distress leaves his throat and Viktor can’t take it. It’s too much, and he can feel tears burn in the back of his eyes.

Gently, he cups Yuuri’s face, strokes his soft cheeks with his thumbs. “Yuuri,” he whispers. “Yuuri, it’s alright. You’re safe. I will keep you safe …”

Viktor doesn’t know if it’s the sound of his voice that does it, but Yuuri’s eyes fly open all of a sudden, and before he’s even realizing what’s happening, he’s all but crawling into Viktor’s lap. Little hiccups are sending tremors down his body, Viktor can feel them. Yuuri’s pressing closer, impossibly closer, like he wants to crawl into Viktor, become a part of him; become one.

Unsure what else to do, Viktor strokes his hair, massages the little bumps beneath the skin with his fingertips. Suddenly, the quiet of the night is disturbed by the plitter-platter of rain falling onto the roof of their apartment-building.

Yuuri lets out a shaky breath, an apologetic half-smile on his lips that doesn’t meet his eyes when he looks up at Viktor. “Just a bad dream,” he explains, his voice a little hoarse and his eyes a little too shiny to conceal how deeply shaken he still is.

It feels like Viktor’s heart is squeezed together by a iron fist. He loves this man. He loves him more than he could ever put into words. Yuuri is his everything, and the worst thing is that he knows his feelings are reciprocated. They’re like the tides and the moon - one simply cannot exist without the other. And he can’t help but wonder what will happen, once one of them is irrevocably gone.

Cupping Yuuri’s face with his hands, he tilts his head just a fraction, so he can brush his lips over Yuuri’s. It’s just that for a moment. The soft press of lips. Breaths hitched in tight throats. Until suddenly, it’s not anymore, and turns into something else. Something needier, with a sharp edge of desperation …

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STELENA, BAMON AND KLAROLINE - OTPS

I honestly don’t know what to do with my life anymore im so bitter and sad Not only cuz delena and steroline are most likely endgame but just by what the show has become.

 It was so good in earlier seasons and had so much potential but then it just suddenly stopped progressing, storylines made no sense, characters stopped developing or lacked common sense. Characters somehow also forgot everything they believed in in earlier seasons and just changed into something they are not. 

Honesty if your not gonna give me a stelena, bamon and klaroline endgame then make the real endgames (delena, steroline ) actually make sense. 

It honestly baffles me how this show, shows you everything wrong with a couple (abusive, 

Originally posted by theeskyisthelimit

controlling,

 co dependent,

He legit killed her brother cuz she rejected him. 

 toxic, 

I mean he literally said the words

I miss when elena wasn’t soley driving on lust for Damon i missed when she was strong and told him what he had to hear.

And their excuse for being such a terrible relationship that does not grow and fluorish is….

(Tbh the delena fandom hypes this scene up way too much, they basically list off all the reasons why they suck as a relationship then just say “But that’s okay cuz a real relationship is where you accept all your significant others psychopathic tendencies and just learn to live with them” *Note the sarcasm*    shall i continue?) 

It’s just funny how they just somehow want you to accept that it’s true love because the couple somehow can ignore all these bad things about each other cuz ‘THEY ARE SO IN LOVE’ (Like is this TVD or the new Twilight?) 

and then you see the beautiful Stelena and Bamon scenes where bonnie doesn’t just accept Damon being a murdering psychopath and doesn’t make excuses for him but rather points out the things he does wrong and shows him how they are wrong. 

and Stefan is inspired by Elena to be a good person and hold onto his humanity, not because he feels he has to in order  “To keep the girl” But because he respects her enough to. And he doesn’t go on murdering sprees after every fight they have.

Cue the OTPS

and can we talk about this for a sec…

He actually WANTS to be good with Bonnie. Rather than feeling obligated to with Elena.

And he wants Bonnie to be happy even if he isn’t there to share her happiness with her. Unlike Delena where damon does not like a version of Elena that’s not crazy about him.

Originally posted by crishandra

*ME ABOUT STELENA, BAMON AND KLAROLINE

And then karoline

Originally posted by throughthebooks

He respects her and thinks so highly of her and sees her as a strong independent women and when she does reject him, he accepts it and would rather earn her love than force himself on her. 

Tbh the latest episode of TVD made me feel like i was at a dinner party i didn’t want to go to and was force fed a pile of bullshit. 

Originally posted by 0-4-1-1

anonymous asked:

I know you said you don't want to talk about this topic anymore but you hace always been balanced, you have never written hateful things about Sam (or Cait) so I would like to read a post of yours about all of this. Because I know I won't read anything hateful or disgusting but something that comes out from the heart of a kind person. And God knows how this shipper community needs more kind people right now.

Thank you, anon. That is nice to say.

I’m actually in the situation that I don’t know how to proceed. Reading what was said here over night, was like looking into an ugly mirror. I don’t want to be that person, who makes derogatory comments about a young woman. Calling her “crosseyed”,  with “no neck” and “fat shoulders” etc etc. 

Disgusting. And the reason? She might be a person Sam cares about. Maybe even loves. Maybe is very serious about. Or not. Who knows? In any case it is no reason to insult her.

For the record: I love Sam and Cait. I love Outlander. I think Sam and Cait are wonderful people. The might not always make wise decisions, but it is not our business how they live their life, with whom they’re in love and with whom they’re not. We might live in our own little fantasy world and wish for a fairy tale, because WE think the fairy tale would be wonderful, but that doesn’t mean it IS going to happen. 

I know I’m terribly curious. There’s no other excuse for my shipping. I also know it is not my place to be curious. I know I shouldn’t ship real people, because they’re real people with real feelings, but I thought it was okay, as long as I did it respectfully. I just love them together. They’re so cute, so wonderful, they glow, they make me happy. They’re a way to forget my own problems, to push worries away and frustrations. 

I think most people in a fandom have a reason to be there. We don’t need to pretend, that we’re all successful, happy, attractive women, who just happen to have this little obsession with Outlander and the two actors in it. I think we all know, that this little obsession is an escape for many of us. Not all probably, but a lot of people. And probably even more so for the most active people in this fandom. An escape from whatever trouble and problem and depression is in our lives and that is perfectly OK. We need it and it is good for us and it helps us to cope with really difficult times.

But real life shipping gets difficult if the real story doesn’t match the fantsy and we can’t cope with that. We have to realize, if the real story is a different one, then so be it. Where is the tragedy in it? Where does it really affect me whether Sam and Cait are together or not?

It doesn’tl. I’d need another hobby, that’s all. Because I’m a shipper mainly because it offers entertainment. It keeps me busy all day and the great thing about it is: It never ends. No hiatus, no Droughtlander. Sam and Cait are always there, always available for my shipper entertainment.

I thought it was okay, as long as it was done respectfully.

But for me the line was drawn tonight. I didn’t see much respect. It got nasty and ugly and I don’t want to be part of this.

Sam and Cait just live their life with or without other people in it. Who knows and who cares?

I’m undecided how to proceed. Maybe just concentrate on Outlander? I do love the show, but it is off air for another 6 months! And I don’t watch any other show. Not one. I just don’t watch TV. 

Maybe I should try to hold back more. Just try to create my own little bubble of shippers, who love Sam and Cait and love the fantasy, but are able to talk about the other people in their lives without malice and who can accept that there might be no truth behind our shipping. There are a lot of shippers, who don’t participate in the nasty. Maybe I should concentrate on those.

I really don’t know. 

Klance and the Voltron Team Youtuber Au because why not???

Okay so I’ve been wanting to do this for a while and now I’m going to because why the hell not???

  • Keith and Lance share a huge house. They always have the gang over so its like they live there too basically. 
  • Lance’s username is something like BlueLance or something cute idk
  • Keith’s is just Keith Kogane. Or basically simple af. 
  • Pidge has a gaming channel. They love to go on public servers and just wreck the 28 year olds that have been doing it for years. 
  • Hunk doesn’t actually have a channel yet, but he’s always in the videos so its almost like everyone just shares their channels with him. 
  • Shiro does a lot of vlogging or a couple of good RPGs or something idek im just making this up as i go lol
  • Allura vlogs. Everyday. Everyone loves her. She has the most subscribers. 
  • Coran doesn’t have a channel either, but he’s always in the videos like Hunk. 

Back to the Klance now. 

  • Keith is that guy who does all the game theories and makes random videos like,,, who even thinks of some of the things he comes up with???
  • He vlogs a little too if he’s going on a trip or something. 
  • Lance loves to do challenges with the whole gang. He also likes those dumb DIYs that he literally has 0 use for. 
  • Lance does that bathtub full of orbiez. (Whatever they are called lol) and makes a huge mess while Keith is filming. 
  • Keith is trying to not smile because oh my god??? He looks so happy and cute sitting in a tub of little gel orbs???
  • Keith cannot stay mad at Lance. 
  • That’s a lie he gets mad when they both have no idea what to do with over 7,000 orbiez. 
  • “Lance, you should not have filled the effing tub with these little-”
  • They also do the ‘Boyfriend Best friend does my make up challenge’
  • Lance does make up on Keith. Keith does not know how it ended up like this. 
  • Lance does an amazing job because oh my god someone had to teach his sisters how make up works when mom wasn’t around. He gets into it later bc of this…
  • Lance just kinda pauses at the end because holy crap Keith looks so fricken pretty. 
  • Keith thinks he made him look like shrek or something.
  • They end up with the klance fandom soon after a year or two. 
  • Pidge ships it and always makes references. 
  • They are still not together but they might as well be. It drives the fandom nuts. 
  • It’s even worse when they collab and Lance subtly flirts with Keith and it just goes over his head and the fandom looses its shit. 

Feel free to add on these are only ideas and hehe i might just draw some of this. 

When We Welcomed Baby Number Two

Here is Part Eleven to “Our Love Story” 

Pairing: Jared x Reader
Words:   1273

Read When We Met
Read When We Hid Our Feelings
Read When We Admitted Our Feelings
Read When We Fell In Love
Read When We Got Scared
Read When We Got Engaged
Read When We Got Married
Read When We Got The News
Read When We Adopted Our Baby
Read When We Beat The Odds

Originally posted by cheerfulsammy

          “I see an extremely beautiful woman walking toward us,” you heard Jensen say as you walked toward where he and Jared were sitting on set. You had Ryker in your arms and he smiled as soon as he heard Uncle Jensen’s voice.

           “You’re sweet,” you smiled at him.

           “He’s right,” Jared got up and hurried toward you, “How are you feeling?” he asked, putting his hand on your large belly.

           “I’m great,” you said, “I’m ready to meet this little girl.”

           “I can’t wait until she gets here.”

           Jensen came over and took Ryker from you, kissing your cheek, “What’s the countdown?” he asked.

           “Two weeks,” Jared answered.

           “So, it really could happen any time. And I’m totally okay with sooner than later,” you laughed.

           “I bet.”

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anonymous asked:

The fandom has become so toxic, Matty. I don't even know how to stay here anymore without going berserk. Uttering a single word gets me such backlash it makes me weep. I've blocked and muted and everything in between. Nothing works. I don't know why I'm telling you this but please help me. I don't know what to do anymore.

Oh, anon. I’m so, so very sorry to hear this. Have a hug, first and foremost.

I’m nobody to tell you what to do but since you left this in my inbox, I cannot leave this unanswered. 

Trust me, we all have our moments. I did as well and I took a break because sometimes that’s the only thing you can do. So, you do you without any hesitation.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - the thing is that the fandom is sentient. It’s something that I realized a while ago but this fandom is sentient. It holds so many people within itself, from different backgrounds, cultures, genders, and what not. Imagine every difference you can conceive and put it all together under one blanket. So many thousands of people with so many different energies. And all of it feeding the fandom. Nobody is a nobody. Every single one of us is important. Everything is symbiotic.

For me, fandom is a sentient being. When there is a great moment (think the teaser for 3x20) it thrives and lives spectacularly. When there are hard times (think entire season 5), it slumps and sighs in weariness. The fandom lives because of us. We hold the reins of its life, and as so many different people, it’s inevitable that the lows will come with the highs. It is also inevitable that there will be people who disagree with you, people who’ll never like you, people with whom you’d never mix. But there are also people who would. Those are the ones I focus on.

I love Oliver. I love Felicity. Together and as individuals. I love them because they are not perfect. I love them because they are flawed human beings who make mistakes and learn and persevere through situations that break people. They inspire me and I love them. 

I may not agree with the show sometimes. (I definitely don’t) 

I may think the story sucks sometimes (I definitely do) 

I may think the characters deserve better most times (I absolutely do) 

I may miss the old way (I really do) 

I may want to smack Oliver on his head or shake Felicity sometimes. (I do)

I may want to invade the Writers Room and change the scripts (a lot)

But that does not change the one basic fact underneath everything - I connect to Olicity. (Even when they’re going through the bad times, I connect to them)

And that’s the entire point, anon. All of us are here because, despite our numerous differences and stands, at some point, we connected to them. We are united by one simple thing - Olicity. 

It’s not just a ship or a phenomenon anymore. It’s a way of life. And life has a way of being harsh sometimes.

Everyone has a right to their opinion and they should - that’s what makes everything dynamic and stops us from being sheep. Sometimes it gets rough, sometimes it’s smooth. But the most important thing is that this fandom is here because of the connection each and every one of us feels to Oliver and Felicity.

I know sometimes things become very bleak. Sometimes I get upset too, it’s unnatural not to. Thankfully, I have friends I vent to in those moments and they smack sense into me. And with that sense, also comes a reminder. About not just the bad, but the good of this fandom.

This is the same fandom that unites with a fierceness that’s unbelievable when faced with adversaries. This is the same fandom that put everything else aside and got together for a week during MTV Ship of the Year to grab that victory for our babies. This is the same fandom where Person A may not like Person B but they’d slay any outsider raising a finger at them.

I agree it has it’s hard moments, but it has those moments too that will remain with us for the rest of our lives, experiences that we couldn’t have gone through anywhere else. I like to focus on those usually. As long as people know what they are here for, that Olicity is the core of this fandom, it’s all good. I am not here for everyone who agrees or disagrees with me. I am here for Oliver and Felicity and my connection to them. This is my happy place, not naturally, but because I try my damnedest to keep it so.

So, do what makes you feel happiest here, anon. Take a break if that’s what makes you happy. Leave or stay if that does. Meet people or sit in your own corner, ignore what you don’t like or take a stand- it’s all on you. Choose your battles, as they say.

It’s like writing a story (and I’m using this analogy because this is who I am). There may be people who hate it, people who tell you they hate it, people who criticize everything harshly. But there are also people who believe and encourage and take the time to give you the best of their love. That’s who you focus on. That’s how you keep writing.

Have your own opinions. Stay strong to them. Respect what others say. They have a reason for the way they feel too. We don’t know where anyone comes from and being judgemental is the easy path, not the correct one.

Live and let live. Do you. Be happy. Try and make the most of the good bits.

Because we are in a relationship with Oliver and Felicity. And relationships are not easy, but then,