A/N: This wasn’t requested by anyone, but I felt the need to write this! I hope you guys enjoy this fluffy fic! Feedback is welcomed & appreciated!
You stayed up night after night, until you eventually passed out on the couch. You waited for Derek just in case there was a hard case that he needed to talk about. You also just wanted to see him when he came home. You didn’t fall asleep on the couch every night. Sometimes you would drag yourself to bed, tossing and turning throughout the night. In some instances, if Derek came home after you had already fallen asleep on the couch, he would wake you up and drag you to bed.
When Derek came home, you were already asleep on the couch. Derek could feel the same pang of guilt in his chest. He knew you didn’t like to sleep in the bed without him. The agent sauntered up to the couch and rubbed your shoulder. He almost didn’t want to wake you up, but he had missed you dearly.
Your eyes fluttered open as you took a long breath. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, a small smile unfolding on your lips. “Hey Derek, “ you greeted in a small voice. “How was work?”
“Let’s not talk about my day [Y/N],” Derek spoke, plopping down next to you. He rested his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his arms. The agent pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Tell me about your day. Anything happen at the flower shop?”
I recently quit a show I was very very into and it really hurt my feelings because I had invested so much and I felt like I wouldn’t be able to find another show that Would inspire me the way that shit did. I also didn’t think I would be able to find a fandom as lovely to be in like the ship fandom i was a part of.
That’s why I want to say thanks to the Jonsa fandom. I’m new but you guys have been so welcoming and fun so far. ❤️
i’ve only been part of this fandom for a few days but i already have over fifty followers– thank you guys so much for welcoming me in~ even if my blog isn’t 100% done you guys have all been super duper chill and friendly and i just really do feel glad i jumped in here~
Here are some more photos I finished editing from Markiplier’s You’re Welcome Tour in Indianapolis! I’m so glad you guys came to Indy, where only three people in the crowd were from Indy! I was one of them ;) <\p>
If a scene feels awkward, slow, or just not-quite-right…
(1) Try taking a piece of action and plopping it in the middle of a drama scene, or plop a piece of drama in the middle of an action scene. (Give your character something they need to overcome in order to get back to their goal.)
(2) Try taking out supporting characters who might be helping the POV character achieve their goal. (Make the POV character responsible for the goals and safety of all the characters involved.)
(3) Try upping the stakes just as the POV character realizes they’re going to fail. (Make the POV character give more effort then they originally wanted to or thought they could; make them sacrifice more to reach their goal.)
(4) Try rewriting the scene in a completely different, more suspenseful setting. (Give the characters a time limit, distractions, and/or the chance of being overheard/stopped/etc.)
Helpful things to consider along the way…
What goal does your POV character want to achieve in this scene? Who or what is stopping them from reaching this goal, and why?
Is your POV character developing, learning, and making decisive choices during this scene?
Are all your character’s emotions progressing naturally, and influencing their actions and decisions?
How does this scene impact the rest of the story? If you remove it from the story, what changes?
And if all else fails: Ask someone you trust to give you detailed feedback!
I am…really struggling to be sympathetic to the plight of men who want Wonder Woman shirts to wear to this movie premiere and can’t find any in their department. Like…walk over to the women’s department. Pick up a t-shirt. I know, gendered clothing sucks. I know, it sucks that nerdy shit isn’t being marketed to you. Welcome. To the world. Of geeky women.
“I’m a big guy, I can’t wear women’s shirts.”
Buddy, you’re talking to a woman who is just large enough that her ability to wear slim-cut women’s hour-glass shaped shirts is limited. I can’t buy a lot of the cute shit at Hot Topic or Target bc I’m just slightly too big. I can’t even buy clothes for the gender which I was designated at birth because I am too large. Welcome. To the world. Of womanhood.
Okay, so I was reading one of those crappy old “DC Presents” comics, and then I suddenly felt the compelling need to let all of you know that there was that one time, when someone (actually, the Prankster) called Joker a “Jokie-baby”.
Also, since this story was really rather rad, here’s what follows:
and Supes to the rescue!
Purple-and-green puddles, yeah… but it’s no match for this treasure:
all from “DC Presents Vol. 1 #41 (Superman and Joker)”, 1982