you don't know which one of them is making the other happier

anonymous asked:

So, what if Guz has a thing for chubby/over weight girls, but since he lives on a beach island, they're hard to come by, and completely falls head over heels for the new chick on the island. The grunt girls don't get it and think it's a joke so they pick on her and take her Galvantula after a few very difficult attempts. Guzma is furious and there's hell to pay but he's still a nervous faux confident dork when trying to return him to her.

I wanted to make this a little happier. so only one grunt makes fun of you. The other ones including Guzma just wanna smash. (and go out with you)

“Hmmmmooooooooh my god! Baby girl’s got it goin’ on wit that booty eatin’ up them lil’ shorts!”

“Right?! Brah how the shit we gonna talk to baby girl? Gotta think a somethin’ original. Somethin’ that’ll make her all hot ‘n bothered!”

The grunts had Guzma at “booty eatin’ up them lil’ shorts”, which for various reasons got his attention and caused him to lean over the decrepit railing a little further to hear what the two boys at the bottom of the staircase were saying. Guzma was on the rebound. One of the girl grunts with stringy pink hair hadn’t been wifey material. Too high strung for his taste, and so skinny and obsessed with her looks that it had tired him out trying to reassure her after a while. But when she hit him after he disagreed with her that had been the final straw. So despite the tears and text messages begging him to get back together with her, Guzma was on the lookout for another piece of ass.

Shame he couldn’t find anyone to make it worthwhile. He watched with a snarl on his face as the grunts below were gesticulating wildly, talking about a “super cute shorty” that had been at the malasada shop in Malie City. You were supposedly a new face compared to the same old locals they saw day in and day out, had been feeding a dry malasada to your spider pokemon that Guzma assumed was an Ariados until he heard:

“Nah man, that ain’t no weird Ariados like Boss Man got.” Said one. “That’s a Galvantula.”

“Hoooooh boy, God been reading my dreams.” Moaned the other. “The hell I gotta do to get a piece of that thick, strong Pokémon trainer ass? I’d give anything for her to talk to me… Totally fucked it up when she looked at me an’ I threw West side at her!”

“ ‘s one a them reflexes.” Replied the other, patting his friend’s shoulder. “She come up to me wantin’ to know where the library was at ‘n I fuckin’ axed her if she wanted to battle! Wiped the floor with my sorry ass using like two bug Pokémon, but she put my money in her back pocket! Like to think that’s kinda the same thing as touchin’ that juicy booty a hers.”

Now he was extremely interested. In fact Guzma was just about to go downstairs and ask the boys where they’d last seen you when another grunt, couldn’t have been more than thirteen, came running at them with a rather cute little purse in the shape of a watermelon.

“Look guys!” he squeaked. “Got that ugly hoe’s Pokémon for ya! It’s one a them spiders right? Wonder how much its worth. Stupid easy to swipe from that dumb bitch when she went to pick up her napkin from under the table!”

He began laughing. Thinking naively that he’d done good, that he’d probably even be commended for his good work. In the middle of a hearty laugh he was about to ask his brothers if he’d done good, when a large hand swiped the bag from his hands before the two grunts could lay into him.

“Boss man?!” one of your admirers squeaked. Guzma looked harshly at the young one with an expression that indicated he’d get a good beating later for being cruel. He briefly asked the two where you were headed to last, got two very shaky replies that he could find you in the library if he hurried before it closed, and immediately was out the door stomping off into the rain.

Turns out he didn’t have to walk far. He found you immediately in Ula’Ula Meadow, the only one there crying as though your heart was about to break. A kind little girl was rubbing your back, trying to console you by insisting together with her and her partner Oricorio you would all find your companions.

“We’ll find your friends.” She said gently, rubbing your back. “Galvantula aren’t common here. Someone’s bound to, oh! Please sir!”

She flagged Guzma down, running swiftly over to him.

“My friend… She can’t find her Pokemon! Someone took her bag and everything when she was picking some trash off the floor. Have you seen a bag that looks like a yellow and red watermelon? It’s got a Galvantula, Dewpider, and a Fomantis!”

Guzma was so captivated when you looked over at him, eyes widening in realization when you saw the bag that hung limply at his side. He tried to hold it out to the lass in front of him, attempting to speak, but your captivating glance rendered him mute.

“My bag!” you cried joyously, running towards him and taking it gratefully. “You found my bag!”

“That’s your bag?” asked the other girl, stars in her eyes as she looked at Guzma innocently. “Wow! Thank you so much sir! You have no idea how much it means to her!”

Nothing came out of his mouth. His entire being was consumed with the way you smiled, with the way you wrapped your chubby arms around him and cuddled him in a hug. You were vastly tiny compared to him, but he couldn’t help but understand what the grunts were talking about.

Every aspect of you was adorable, from your cute head with a sunhat to your cute feet.

“…Welcome…” he muttered.

“I have to thank you somehow mister!” you insisted, still holding him in a hug and looking up innocently. “Let me treat you to something? You like malasadas? I can get you all the ones you want?”

He might’ve said yes, because the last thing he knew was that he was tripping over his own two feet in his haste to follow you through the meadow and off to town where you were going to treat him to a meal.

This must have been what winning the lottery felt like.

flirty-froggy  asked:

I don't want to erase Jewish people from my medieval Europe-based fantasy story and I don't want them all (or possibly any of them) to be moneylenders. Are there any other professions/occupations/pastimes I should avoid (I already know not to make them bad witches or do anything involving blood magic)? Would it be ok to have some be moneylenders as long as I avoided any suggestion of greed/cheating, or should I just stay well clear?

Professions for Jewish characters in pseudomedieval European fantasy

Is your story actually set in real historical Europe or is it just a European-inspired made up place? Because if it’s not real Europe, I can see that as a great reason to completely omit the whole “you’re Jewish so we’re gonna forbid you from doing anything but moneylending since Christians can’t touch it” thing. There’s no reason you HAVE to reproduce the sucky parts of the real world in your made-up world and in fact I know I as a Jewish reader would have a much happier reading experience if my people, in general, were happier in the story than in real medieval Europe. (For example, did you know we were persecuted by Edward I and eventually he kicked us out of England? That’s fun. Yes, that’s the same king who threw his son’s boyfriend out the window in Braveheart.)

Going back to your specific question: it would be possible to write a sympathetic moneylender character if you needed one for plot reasons, but to be perfectly honest the whole idea has such a high potential for resentment on the part of their customers that I’d just stay away to play it safe. You’d have to go out of your way to make the character three-dimensional and humanize them, and unless they’re a major character, there may not be room for that within the scope of your story. Plus, while it’s completely possible to be a moneylender who’s nice and kind and patient, sometimes when people owe money they get angry at the fact they have to pay it back and like I said before, resentment is natural even if it’s not terribly rational. In other words, “avoiding the suggestion of greed/cheating” is gonna be difficult because some people see having to pay back lent money as inherently cheating, which isn’t fair, but it’s normal and you’d be working against human nature.

As far as what to stay away from unless you have significant representation in the heroic/kindly/generous direction: anything that makes us sound like we feed off the misfortune of others (especially of gentiles), either metaphorically or literally. That’s the specific bad trope. Some positive professions include rabbis, kosher butchers, and various kinds of craftsmen (like making clothing or candles.) You might want to check out Libi Astaire’s Jewish Regency mysteries (I just finished and loved The Vanisher Variations) to start seeing all the jobs there are in the community–wrong era for your story, but it might get your wheels turning.

–Shira

One thing I would caution against is to keep the professions “Jewish.” By that I mean: people of marginalized identities are not and should not be limited exclusively to marginalized-coded occupations or end products.

Yes, many people of marginalized identities produce things that are for their own communities. But just because, say, a lot of Native artists do traditional cultural crafts, doesn’t mean there aren’t Native oil painters who do urban landscapes. Sure, paintings might have a twist that only a Native person can give, but they might not. That 100% depends on the character, and it’s not “losing culture” to have them enjoy things from the “outside” world. Culture is a big nuanced thing that is constantly being interacted with and debated by each individual who practices it.

Marginalized identities produce things for themselves (usually because nobody else does), but they also produce things outsiders traditionally consume— not just to survive, but because they like doing it. We don’t live in bubbles. By segregating activities based off of “this group does X predominantly”, you unintentionally other marginalized people by giving them no points to relate to others. Because you end up creating a system where there are Crafts and Jewish Crafts, which are obviously All Different because they’re Jewish. That isn’t the case.

It’s a highly limiting worldview to approach “what can this character do?” by asking “what is a thing their identity does?”. Identity is not a thing that actively limits individuals from doing stuff, at least, not to the extent most people think. It might modify the way they go about it, but it won’t stop them. So ask yourself what characters can do, then figure out how their identity would change their practice… while also accepting that culture is fluid and you can end up with Jewish writers who write extremely culturally steeped works that are unmistakably Jewish (like Shira’s Mangoverse) to Jewish writers who just have subtle nods to their identities (like Daniel Handler’s A Series of Unfortunate Events). Both works are just as Jewish as the other, even if one is overt vs subtle. 

So work from characters. Ask what an individual person would like to do, consider how their identity would modify it, consider how their identity wouldn’t modify it, and go from there.

~ Mod Lesya 

the1directioner  asked:

How do you know / why do you think that Liam is gay and closeted? He seems so happy with Cheryl - much happier than Louis seems with Eleanor. I ship Ziam/Niam but not romantically because I don't see Liam, Zayn, or Niall as being gay. Larry, however, I believe is real.

First of all, I’m going to say that the way a celebrity “looks” is never a good indicator of anything.  Part of the job of a celebrity is to project a certain image, so anytime you see them in public, especially at work events or times when there are pap pictures or pictures with fans taken, you have to assume they may be projecting a certain image.

I intended to answer this privately like I usually do for asks that are off anon.  I hope you’re ok with me answering publicly instead.  I had to save a draft because it was so long and I forgot that takes away the option to answer privately.  I know it’s long, but do me the favor of reading the whole thing and looking at all the resources linked before you ask me any other questions about this topic.

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anonymous asked:

jess! any chance you have any drarry fics you could rec that are on the happier/fluffier side? I haven't read many so anything you can think of I would appreciate! thanks in advance :)

DO I EVER, ANON!!!! :’’) I haven’t read much fic in general lately so most of these I’ve talked about before I’m sure, but they’re all SO GOOD they deserve to be recced repeatedly!!!

[CRACKING KNUCKLES]

  • All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl (and corresponding *incredible* podfic-  if the idea of isolated professor draco malfoy slowly learning to integrate himself into hogwarts, make friends, and ~fall in luv~ warms the cockles of your heart, READ!! THIS!!! FIC!!!
    • featuring a) harry spelling draco’s eyebrows bright gryffindor red b) draco’s pet beetle stanley tacking his way through life c) one of the most heartwarming and Soft™ slow burns of all time
  • Stop and Stare by Saras_Girl - “This is not a story full of drama or conflict or clothes being ripped off in a frenzy. It is about peace and about that creeping sort of love that sneaks up on you while you think you are busy doing other things.”
    • ^ aka everything I ever want ever
    • draco runs an animal sanctuary. harry agrees to build him a shed. includes at least fifty instances of the two of them being unbearably adorable and TAKING CARE OF ANIMALS TOGETHER
    • also features Mama and Resident Cat Lady Narcissa Malfoy pointedly asking harry if he’s “seeing anyone” over tea, sending my emotionally constipated slytherin son into a coughing fit
    • YOU DON’T WANNA MISS IT
  • Wish Upon a Star (As Dreamers Do) by ICMezzo - “There’s plant magic and celestial magic and dark magic and normal magic…Then there are wishes, and dreams, and love, and those are even more magical still.”
    • draco is a wishmaker (i’M EMOTIONAL ABOUT IT) and harry is a hogwarts consultant who has a wish to make
    • BONDING AND TEASING OVER MAKING WISH POTIONS TOGETHER IS A THING THAT OCCURS
  • Seeing Draco Malfoy by khalulu - harry loses his glasses and they end up in draco’s hands…THINGS ESCALATE.
    • in which harry buys draco flowers and then upon being asked “you brought me flowers?” immediately splutters “nO!??!?1″
    • ALSO featuring: harry complimenting draco by telling him he has a “face like a white - pointiness”
    • you just can’t make this stuff up
  • Right Hand Red by lumosed_quill - THE CLASSIC!!!! includes a healthy dose of angst but mostly will delight your socks off. eighth year shenanigans!!! the whole hogwarts crew being wonderful!!! guaranteed to make you cry over chocolate cupcakes for the rest of your life!!! A MUST READ
  • Stately Homes of Wiltshire by waspabi - another with a healthy dose of ~serious emotions~ but it’s also an absolute delight and I’D BE REMISS TO NOT ATTEMPT TO MAKE EVERYONE READ IT IMMEDIATELY. it’s one of the best!!!!
    • “Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.”
    • featuring some of the Greatest Characterization Ever, lots of teasing and bickering, and lots of draco malfoy being perpetually pissy about just how beautiful The Chosen One is
    • “Thin winter sunlight gleamed off his high cheekbones, yet another in a long line of irritations.”
    • “Sorry, what?” Potter asked, all flawless brown skin and sharp jawline, the arsehole.
    • R E A D  I T

okay, I’ll leave you with those six for now. apologies if you didn’t want me to ramble for ages about how great all of these are but…your first mistake would be assuming I have self-control :o)

HOPE THESE SUIT YOU, LOVELY ANON!!! :’’) they’re all utterly fantastic and I cannot imagine you not loving any single one of them. please enjoy and do let me know if you read any!!!! :3 <33333333

Anything for the Bakkoush siblings

Biology, and science in general, is very interesting to Sana. She likes learning how organisms work, she likes learning about the reasons why processes, things and begins are the way they are. She likes learning all that because it helps her make sense of the bigger picture. Sana loves that but what she doesn’t love is the pile of homework her Biology teacher always gives the class. Essays to write, experiments to do and pages over pages to read. Sana wonders if her biology teacher doesn’t know that she, and every other student, has other subjects to do work for.

Staring at her laptop she sighs and closes it. Sana thought having the house completely to herself, silent, would help her concentrate. Actually, it did. But she has been sitting at the kitchen table, completing task after task, for about three hours now. It’s about time to take a break. Her brain needs a rest. She gets up, stretches and walks over to the window to open it. Her mother had closed it before she left three and a half hours ago because she didn’t want Sana to get cold. The problem: the lack of fresh air gives Sana a headache and she was so invested in her work that she didn’t even realize it at first. Her eyes wander down the street, as far as she can look from her spot at the window. Now that she doesn’t drown in school work, her thoughts promptly go back to that one thing she can’t stop thinking about. Or better said, that one person. Especially the absence of noise, usually produced by Elias’ friends, reminds her of him. Pretty much every Saturday, for too long to remember when it started, her older brother and his friends spend their day here. Even before they started that whole YouTube thing.

The absence of noise helped her study better but when she’s not doing that, there is nothing to distract her from her thoughts about Yousef. Spending an entire evening with him, just talking and with that getting to know him more… The way they teased each other first, but then could talk about such an important topic to her and obviously to him too and how effortless the transition was. Yousef listened to her and she listened to him. None of them was judging the other even when they were of so opposing opinions. Sana doesn’t have conversations like that with many people; she barely ever has conversations like that with anyone. So her inability to stop thinking about him is partly due to yesterday evening.

While Sana is still deep in thoughts, contemplating how to deal with her situation and weighing the options in her head, the doorbell rings. Elias has probably forgotten his keys. He left in a bad mood after arguing with their mother and his keys probably weren’t the most important thing on his mind. Sana still wants and needs to talk to him but she also knows it’s better to give him space first.

Lazily she walks to the door and rubs her eye. One of the ups of not wearing make-up. All that studying has exhausted her.

Opening the door, Sana is greeted with a familiar face but not that of her brother.

“Hey.”, he says at the same time she does. Sana didn’t expect Yousef. He’s only here when her brother is.

“From the surprised look I assume that Elias didn’t tell you I’d be coming over?”, Yousef asks, a small smile on his lips, his eyes trained on Sana.

To recollect her thoughts she shakes her head and stands up a little straighter. Yousef is still standing outside, just standing there with his hands in the pockets of his black jacket. The one he wore yesterday too. “No,..”, Sana begins and is very aware of Yousef’s eyes on her. “He doesn’t need to tell me that.” Sana notices Yousef smile getting a little bit bigger and tries not to smile too much herself. “But Elias is not home.”, she concludes.

Apparently Yousef didn’t know. He wouldn’t be here if he did but his eyebrows shoot up in confusion.

“Oh, he texted me this morning to come over around 5 so I thought he’d be here.”, Yousef explains. Well, it was not up to Elias if he could spend the day at home.

Sana thinks about it for a second, in which Yousef presses his lips together and waits. When they talk, he never pushes her. He doesn’t make her feel like she has to be a certain way or act a certain way. Sana tells him:“Eh.. Mom was kind of mad at him for spending the night out and not telling her where he was.. so she made him go run every possible errand.”

Sana thinks that Yousef should know this because he was the one to save Elias from a bigger catastrophe and called Sana to find a solution. Sana still doesn’t know why Elias got drunk that bad and that so early but they haven’t had a chance to properly talk. Yousef looks worried for a second. Eyebrows furrowed, he bites his lip in concentration. Sana cannot help but to notice it and get distracted for a millisecond.

Yousef starts talking and Sana quickly averts her eyes. She hopes that he didn’t notice. Usually Sana is able to focus, not let herself get distracted but when it comes to Yousef, it’s a little different.

“O god, how did it go this morning? I only talked shortly to Elias. He only told me that he’s going home and to meet him here later.”, Yousef rambles. He has his right hand at his neck and his gaze is fixated on Sana. Never looking away.

Sana doesn’t know how much Yousef tries to look at her without her or anyone catching it. Yousef isn’t sure how successful his attempts were because he assumes Elias kind of suspects something but he can’t help it. As soon as Sana walks into the same room as him, his eyes find her immediately. She is beautiful, everybody knows that. With her make-up and without it, like right now. As Sana opened the door, Yousef directly noticed the difference. Usually, Sana wears dark make up, it’s part of the tough-girl facade she has built up for herself. Sure, she is tough. But at the same time, she can be so innocent and cute. And Yousef likes her either way. More than he should, she is his best friend’s little sister. But at this point, it’s too late. He knows that he won’t ever be able to see Sana as just his best friend’s sister.

Even when he’s always reminded of it. The topic of their conversation is Elias after all. Yousef realizes that he was so deep in thoughts, that he probably looked her in the eyes a little too long. No, Sana is looking at him like she was yesterday. Smiling but trying to contain it. Always trying to be in control of everything. But once in a while she forgets that, like right now. The longer they stand there, the bigger her smile gets. Her dimples show and Yousef feels the need to cup her cheek but refrains. He knows his limits, her boundaries.

Someone, one of the neighbors, slams their door which makes both Sana and Yousef jump. This bursts the small bubble they were in. They always seemed to be in, when they look at each other like this, expressing more with their eyes than with their words.

Again, Sana lightly shakes her head. That is something Yousef has seen more than once and she clears her throat.

“Mom..”, Sana starts talking and Yousef blinks a few times to concentrate on her words, “.. interrogated him and asked where he was and such. You can imagine.” Yousef nods, which Sana shortly mimics. It makes Yousef smile but Sana looks worried and the small smile on his lips vanishes.

Sana looks up at him again and hesitates a little, before finally saying:“He said he was at your house.” Yousef nods again. He assumed that that would be the excuse and is fine with it. “But mom said she saw you outside… with me.”

Unsure what he is supposed to say to that, Yousef waits. Yesterday, he couldn’t care less that Sana’s mother interrupted them. He would’ve loved talking to her longer but the day they spend together was more than he had imagined for him and Sana. Especially, after his confession and her reaction being not talking to him for a week. Yousef understood, didn’t like it, but understood. That she felt so comfortable around him yesterday made him happier than he wanted to admit to himself.

Sana smiles. It’s barely there. But it’s enough for Yousef to notice. “I just wanted to tell you. I don’t want you to get in trouble because of Elias and I.”, she thinks for a second, “In more trouble than you already got because of us.” The faintest smile on her lips is gone now, Sana frowns and Yousef’s hand itches to reach out and straighten that worry line in between her eyebrows.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”, Yousef says and smiles at Sana. She is back to avoiding his eyes and instinctively he tries to make their eyes meet. “Hey.”, he says smiling and hoping that she’d do the same. She looks at him again and irks an eyebrow at him. She presses her lips together and Yousef knows it’s because she tries not to give away too much of what she feels. Yousef waits a few seconds, in which Sana and he look at each other. It’s innocent and playful at the same time.

Finally, when she looks him in the eyes, Yousef says:“Anything for the Bakkoush siblings.”

Sana laughs a little at that. Yousef can’t help but grin at that. Making Sana smile is one of his favorite things. She’s always so tough, breaking that facade for even a second is pretty satisfying to Yousef.

“Hmm.”, is all Sana says at first, smiling and with her eyebrows raised.

“Hmm.”, Yousef mimics her and also raises his eyebrows.

“Anything, hm?”, Sana asks smiling widely. Her dimples make an appearance and Yousef looks at them and back into Sana’s eyes.

Yousef nods, his smile almost too wide to fit on his face:“Anything.”

If somebody didn’t close another door loudly, Sana and Yousef would have been standing there, smiling at each other for who knows how long. Again, they both jump at the loud sound and turn around at the same time, when Elias says:“Hey.”

He was the one that closed the main door and walks up the stairs. He stops next to Yousef who is still standing in the hallway outside of the apartment. Yousef didn’t even notice nor care about that.

“Why are you standing at the door?”, Elias asks and looks from his little sister to his best friend. Elias has too many bags in his hands to carry and Yousef and Sana go to take some from him at the same time. Elias smiles tiredly at both.

Sana answers:“Yousef came by like you two talked about.” Elias nods, Yousef observes the looks between the siblings and smiles to himself. Even if everything goes wrong, Sana has Elias and Elias has Sana.

Now, Sana opens the door more and lets the two boys in. Yousef smiles at her while passing her and then going straight to the kitchen to put down the bags.

Yes, he’ll do anything for the Bakkoush siblings. For Sana, he’ll stand at the door as long as necessary if it means that she is comfortable and he can talk to her.

renaroo  asked:

So your DickBabs commentary is some of the best around, but I was wondering if you might be willing to explain what works about BatCat for you? : )

So, it’s taken me forever to answer this because my life has been ridiculous lately and also I’m terrible sometimes, but! I did not forget about you, dearest of Renas! (To those who don’t know, this post is to celebrate Rena reaching 1000 followers!) So, let’s get down to this:

(Also: Thank you for the compliment on my DickBabs commentary. <3 *hugs*)

So, I think a lot of people spend most of their time talking about why Selina is good for Bruce when they talk about this ship, and there’s definitely a lot to be said there and I’m going to get to that, but I want to start off talking about why I think Bruce is good for Selina, which is a side that I think often gets ignored. (Possibly because Bruce gets such a bad reputation that people can’t believe he could possibly contribute anything positive to a relationship - but that is only true when Bruce is written by terrible writers like Frank Miller, and I firmly ignore that characterization of Bruce.)

So, to get there I’m going to start off talking about this scene, which is one of the most essential Bruce/Selina scenes in my book:

This is from the first issue of Ed Brubaker’s Catwoman run, which I’m sure you already know, but I’m just stating it for the record so that if anyone is reading this post and hasn’t picked up Ed Brubaker’s Catwoman run, consider this my advertisement for it: Go pick up Ed Brubaker’s Catwoman run. You will not be disappointed. (Also… not to beat a dead horse, but… the above scene is the note Ed Brubaker chose to begin his Catwoman run on. Let’s just compare that to how Judd Winick chose to begin his. *moment of silence*)

Anyway, there are a handful of scenes that just define Bruce and Selina to me, that are the first to come to mind when I’m thinking about how I see their dynamic and why I ship them, and this is one of the major ones. Because here’s the thing I think so many people miss: The reason Bruce treats Selina differently than his other antagonists isn’t just because he thinks she looks hot in her costume. It’s because he knows she’s not a villain, at the core of who she is. He thinks she’s a good person, in spite of everything. And that is so, so important.

See, here’s the thing: Selina is someone who’s been underestimated and dismissed for most of her life. She’s been looked down on for her gender, her lower-class background, her history in sex work. And when she has been taken seriously, she’s been perversely appreciated for the bad side of who she is. The few people to really respect her have appreciated her intelligence and skills for how useful she could be to them as a thief. But no one really looked at her and saw her as someone with the potential to be more than a thief. (Not even Holly, although Holly’s relationship with Selina is positive and good for Selina in different ways.) Certainly no one saw her as someone with the potential to be a hero - until Bruce.

And if you’ll forgive me for going into Psychology Major mode for a minute: People will live up or down to expectations. If you’ve been treated all your life as if you can’t be anything but a thief and a troublemaker and someone with purely selfish interests, it’s really hard to believe that you can be anything else. It’s not impossible, and I’d certainly never suggest that Selina never did anything heroic or altruistic until she met Bruce. But it’s hard. Someone believing in you is a really, really powerful thing.

This is something that, for all its faults as a movie, The Dark Knight Rises did get very right about Bruce and Selina’s relationship:

Selina tries to present herself as someone driven purely by selfishness, but Bruce sees through that: “I think there’s more to you than that.” And I think what Selina says in response is so revealing. It’s clearly intended as a denial - saying that if he keeps expecting her to be better, he’ll only keep being let down in response. But it also clearly shows that he’s gotten to her - which is, of course, confirmed by the decisions she makes later in the movie. As much as she wants to pretend it doesn’t, Bruce’s faith in Selina has an effect on her.

The thing is, knowing you’ve let someone down isn’t a pleasant feeling. But it can sometimes be a positive thing. Knowing you’ve let someone down means knowing that they had high expectations for you in the first place. It means someone saw you as capable of making the right decisions, and that’s actually much healthier than knowing you didn’t let anyone down because they never expected anything better of you to begin with.

Bruce is good for Selina because he looks at her and says “I believe that deep down, you’re really a good person.“ Because he looks at her and says ”There’s more to you than that.” And that’s something Selina hasn’t had a lot of in her life, maybe something she’s never had until Bruce comes along. He sees past her bad side and sees her potential to be something better. And instead of letting her off the hook, he challenges her to be the person he knows she’s capable of being. He has faith in her. He believes she can be a hero, and eventually that leads to Selina believing it, too. 

(But it’s so, so important to note that Selina doesn’t start acting more heroic for Bruce. She’s not doing it because he wanted it or to make him happy. She does it because it’s right for her. At her heart, Selina is a hero - all Bruce did is see the heroic qualities that were in her all along.)

The second reason I ship them so hard together is: They help each other have fun.

(The comic this panel is from - Catwoman #32 - is basically my all-time Bruce/Selina issue ever, and you’ll definitely be seeing more scans from it in this post.) 

Bruce is the one who needs more help in this area, obviously, like he says here. It’s no secret that Bruce is serious and withdrawn even with the people he loves most, and has a tendency to focus on The Mission above everyone else. So it’s a huge deal that he’s playful and mischievous and flirtatious with Selina, because not many people get to see that side of him. And no one brings it out in exactly the way that Selina does. He lets himself relax around her in a way which is really good for him:

(See? I told you we weren’t done with that issue! I love this scene because you so rarely see Bruce - or Selina, for that matter - being so completely relaxed and happy and normal.)

But I think it’s worth noting that Selina always looks like she’s having just as much fun as Bruce is, and I think that’s really good for her, too. I think people tend to forget that as much as Selina is by nature a more playful and flirtatious person than Bruce, she isn’t really a much happier one. She’s had a really hard and lonely life over the years, and that’s why it’s so great to see how genuinely happy she seems with Bruce:

I always love how huge Selina’s smile is in the first panel of this sequence (drawn by the always awesome Cameron Stewart). She’s just having so much fun, and I think that’s really just as good for her as it is for Bruce.

Even when they’re fighting, it’s very often play-fighting more than anything else:

(This scene, which is from Batman: The Brave and the Bold, can be watched here. And it is awesome.)

Look at those smiles. Bruce and Selina just bring out the fun side in each other, and I really love that. You’d never see Bruce smiling like that if he was fighting, say, the Joker. (For good reason.)

This is something Gotham has also gotten very right in their depiction of baby!Bruce and Selina:

SO. FREAKING. CUTE.

AHEM. *is mature*

(By the way: Do you remember a while back when I sent you a message that was basically like “RENA RENA RENA YOU HAVE TO GO WATCH GOTHAM NOW”? It was right after this episode aired.)

I find this scene particularly poignant because this is not long after Bruce’s parents have died, and it’s the first time you really see him having fun, smiling and laughing like that. Frankly, it’s the first time in the show that you see Bruce or Selina acting like normal children. (Even Alfred notices and is forced to approve of Selina!) And even as adults, I think they still bring out that lighthearted side in each other:

Although as this scene shows, what Bruce and Selina consider “fun” might not be what most people consider fun, which bring me to my next point: They just get each other, on a very fundamental level. Partly that’s because they’re very alike, and partly because they’ve come to understand each other over the years. There’s this scene I really wish I could have found - I tried, believe me - where (if I’m remembering correctly) Selina is sneaking into Gotham during the No Man’s Land era, and Bruce knows exactly how she’ll do it - because it’s the same way he would. Bruce and Selina are also very different from each other in certain ways, obviously, but a lot of the time they’re just very in sync like that:

Despite their differences, Bruce and Selina have a lot in common. They’re both highly intelligent and skilled, they’ve both known a lot of tragedy in their lives, they’re both far lonelier than they care to admit. They’re both hesitant to trust people. They both follow a unique moral code that others don’t always understand - though those moral codes are not exactly the same. They’re both highly independent and can be too stubborn for their own good. At their heart, they’re both driven by a very real desire to help other people. And I think they’re similar in a more indefinable way, too. They’re just cut from the same cloth, somehow. They understand each other both instinctively and also, as the years go by, because of the true friendship they’ve formed:

I think that’s something that’s so often overlooked with Bruce and Selina: People look at them and only see the Cat-and-Bat game, the “lovers on opposite sides!” trope, and they overlook the fact that Bruce and Selina are genuinely friends. More than that, despite all the odds, they’ve come to really trust each other over the years. Even though they still disagree over plenty of things, they know they can always turn to each other in a time of need:

I think nothing says more about how much Bruce trusts Selina than the fact that he willingly told her his secret identity - something that I’m not only pretty sure was unheard of for Bruce to do, it’s pretty dang unheard of in the superhero world in general. For a point of comparison, Clark didn’t tell Lois his secret identity until after they were engaged, and whether you think that’s good writing of Clark or not (I don’t, necessarily), it still says something about what a big deal it was for Bruce to trust Selina that way. In the superhero world, telling someone your secret identity is basically the biggest statement of trust you can make.

Bruce telling Selina his secret identity (though I firmly headcanon that she’d figured it out anyway) is a huge statement - and, as he basically says himself here, tantamount to an admission that he wants a real relationship with her. For Bruce to willingly make that leap is huge.

Because of that trust, you see Bruce and Selina really open up to each other in a way that they really don’t with most people, especially other love interests. They’re willing to let themselves be vulnerable and emotionally open. And Bruce is actually vocal about his feelings in a way that you practically never see:

Now, obviously Heart of Hush as a storyline is not without its problematic elements, but I still love this scene. Because Bruce pouring his heart out like that? Bruce basically never does that. Getting an “I love you” out of Bruce is a big deal already, but an entire speech? That says a lot, again, about how much he’s willing to open up to Selina. (Granted, she was pretending to be asleep… but let’s be honest: he most likely knew she was pretending.) 

I think it’s also significant that pretty much any time either of them dreams about settling down, or there’s an alternate universe where they do, it shows them ending up married to each other:

I think for both Bruce and Selina, when they imagine living a normal life, they think about having a normal relationship with each other, ending up married. But they think that because they’re not “normal”, they can’t have that - which is a theme going back to the earliest days of their relationship:

(This scene is from Batman #3, which also happens to be the issue where Selina kissed Bruce for the first time.)

Bruce and Selina will never be “just another boy and girl”, and I think they both assume that means they can never have anything resembling an actual committed relationship. The fact that they were starting to take steps in that direction before the reboot was a huge deal for both of them. But I think it’s going to take a lot of character growth for both of them before they realize that they can have an actual relationship without either of them compromising who they are.

One more reason to ship them: Bruce moons over Selina like a little schoolboy. Enough said. ;-)

CONTROL YOUR FACE, BRUCE. You are supposed to be the terrifying personification of justice and the night and you’re acting like an absolute goober.

(And it’s amazing.)

Oh, and Dick approves:

Dick approves so much that Dick is actually the one who encouraged Bruce to tell Selina his secret identity, which, again: Huge frickin’ deal.

It’s not just a “Ha ha, Dick ships it” thing, either. Dick knows Bruce better than pretty much anyone. So the fact that Dick looks at Bruce’s relationship with Selina and says “Yeah, this relationship is good for you”? That says a lot. Because Dick knows what he’s talking about when it comes to Bruce.

Also, they have almost 75 years of history, which is pretty dang cool:

I’m a sucker for history. And theirs is a 75-year-long multimedia history spanning comics, cartoons, live-action TV, movies, and videogames, which just makes it even more amazing. 

In conclusion: Have some of my miscellaneous favorite Bat/Cat scenes that I couldn’t find a way to include in this post.

(This is another scene that speaks to how well Selina understands Bruce… and also brings up a very important point about Bruce’s nature that far too many Batman adaptations forget.)

(I did warn you there’d be a lot of scenes from this issue.)

And last but not least:

Yeah. That seems a good note to end this post on.

Hope you enjoyed, sweetheart! (And same goes to anyone else reading this, too!)

For awhile, but especially since every day6 started and they’ve been gaining attention more and more people keep complaining that jyp neglects Day6 and needs to promote them the same way he promotes his other idols (usually comparing them to twice and got7). I’ve been replying to most of the posts personally or sending in asks/messages to say this but I’m tired of literally copy and pasting the same thing every day so I’m just gunna make a post and pray to the Tumblr heavens that a popular blog sees it and reblogs it so all of you can understand this

Day6 is not a boy group
Day6 are not idols
Day6 does not want to be treated like idols
Day6 is a BAND that just happens to come from a company that mostly produces idols
Say it with me: Day6 is a band, not a boy group

They’ve said this collectively and individually, as well as JYP has said this, but they do not want to promote as idols. They do not want to ride on the back of JYP and what his money/promotion teams are capable of. They are a band and they want to gain their popularity and following as such. They want to be respected and taken seriously in their genre of music by doing things how every other band has to, which is build from the bottom up. If they let JYP shove their name in everyone’s faces and broadcast them on every possible platform their fame will not be strictly because of their talent but because they come from one of the top3 companies and would not be taken seriously in their field. JYP said he would help promote them more this year and he is, but there’s a fine line between being promoted as a band and being seen as an idol group with a band gimmick. They were even a little uneasy about having to preform on music shows because that’s an idol thing to do and they’re not idols. Look them up on Wikipedia and it says “Day6 is a South Korean rock band” becasuse that’s what they are!!! I don’t understand why it’s such a hard concept to grasp.

“But they’re so good if JYP promoted them more aggressively they could win first place/top charts/all kill/whatever”

1. They do fantastic on charts already especially considering that they’re still a relatively new and unknown band competing with the nation’s favorite idols.

2. THEY DON’T CARE ABOUT WINNING MUSIC CORE OR ALL KILL OR 10MILLION MV VIEWS IN 24 HOURS!!!!

Would they be happy about any of those things? Yeah of course but you know what makes them even happier? Being able to write, compose and produce their own music, being able to have their (not so small anymore) local concerts and events at malls. Playing places they can be intimate with their fans who enjoy their music because they enjoy it. Watching their fanbase grow and being able to say “look how far we’ve come, look how many people connect to the music we put our hearts into.

Day6 isn’t a band because they want to top the charts and win first place, they’re a band because they love making music and sharing it with those who appreciate it.

Please stop comparing the boys to idols because they aren’t, and to do so completely disregards all of the work they’ve been doing to get to this point on their own.

neiticora  asked:

I really really want to see Ryder confusedly confessing to a girlfriend (regular, platonic gf) her feelings to Jaal. Like... "Listen Cora, I'm going mad and I have to talk to someone. Don't laugh. I think I'm..." And the friend's reaction, of course!

Wren Ryder and Cora sat across from each other on the Tempest’s broad table, Ryder pushing reconstituted eggs around with her fork, Cora reading something a datapad but looking up periodically as the fork hit the surface with a clang that destroyed the fragile silence sacred to breakfast.

With a sigh, Cora put her datapad down. “Ryder, what’s bothering you?”

Rather than just opening up (Jaal would be ashamed,) Ryder grew defensive. “Nothing’s wrong, Cora. Everything is normal. Perfect. Peachy.” Another circle of eggs on her plate, pushing a little more aggressively this time.

Cora rested her face on her fist, using her free hand to rub small circles on her temple. “Cut the crap, Ryder. Don’t make me call in Lexi for a psych eval.” This was no idle threat- if Cora said she’d do something, it would happen.

Okay. Fine then. Alarmed, Ryder put down her fork and pushed the plate away. “We’re speaking in hypotheticals here. Understand?”

“Perfectly.” Was Cora trying not to smile?

“What if, hypothetically, you were some big, important title in the Initiative. You had your own ship, and your own crew. The crew is great, and you like them a lot, but there’s one of them you like more than you should.” Her hands were looking for something to do, anything. Not looking at Cora’s knowing smile and nodding head, she snatched a cup of coffee, swirling a spoon through it in broad spirals. One, two, three. “You even meet his- or her- family. But isn’t it kind of… unethical? Or something. It’s one of your crew. An abuse of power. Asking for a friend. For a hypothetical. Not for me.” Very convincing. Very smooth. She hadn’t even managed to trick herself into believing it. Finally she looked up from her coffee.

Cora was still smirking, damn her. “I’d say that there’s paperwork you have to fill out with Lexi’s approval. Theoretically, of course. I would also say that I could email the forms to the interested party- commander and crew liaisons, form 90417 B.” She bent over her omni-tool for a few seconds, swiping through something and then leaning back. “I think, in this purely hypothetical situation, a woman’s friends might ask her if she’s sure, though.” The smile faded slightly; it was still prepared to emerge again, but caution had clouded Cora’s features.

Ryder couldn’t keep up with this charade for any longer. “Listen, Cora. I feel like I’m going crazy and I just had to talk with someone about it. Don’t laugh, but I think I’m in love.” Actually, she might laugh at herself just for saying that, sounding like a teenager too caught up in the emotions of her first real relationship to understand there was a world outside her own feelings.

“And Jaal?” Gently, Cora pulled the coffee cup away from Ryder, shaking her head. “You don’t need more caffeine right now.” Fair point.

“He took me to meet his family.” To her credit, Ryder managed not to turn entirely red- just partially, high on her cheekbones and the tips of her ears. “I think it’s serious.” And there was only so much longer she could keep it quiet from the rest of the crew, especially when she wanted things so many normal couples seemed to take for granted- holding hands, those light touches that said your lover was there, a kiss on the lips when the opportunity came.

Lifting her eyebrows, Cora stroked her chin in an oversized gesture, clearly mimicking thinking deeply about the situation. “Does he make you happy?” she finally asked.

Another moment of feeling stupid, of wanting to sigh dreamily and act like someone ten years her junior. “Sometimes he’s the only thing in this damn galaxy that makes being Pathfinder bearable.”

“Then do it. You’ve been happier lately. Don’t forget that you’re still only human, Ryder. Your dad did, sometimes, but you’re not your dad.” For the first time, there was no criticism as Cora said those last words. It was simply a statement of fact. “Fill out the forms. I think someone is here to see you, by the way.” Nodding to the stairwell that led up to the comm table (which was also their breakfast, lunch, and dinner space,) Cora stood and gave Ryder another nod and a wink before vanishing down the other side of the stairs, her breakfast plate in hand, clapping Jaal on the shoulder as she did so.

Ah, shit. “Jaal! How long were you listening?” Was there any egg stuck in her teeth? Did she reek of coffee? No and no, thankfully.

In the dubious privacy, Jaal pulled Ryder into his arms, crushing her to his chest and kissing the top of her head. “Enough,” he finally answered. “Your people must fill out forms to be with one another?” He sounded confused, but still didn’t release her, and she was glad to rest her head on his chest, feeling it rise and fall with every breath he took. It felt risky to do this out in the open when no one else in the ship really knew, except for Cora, but if they were going to go public anyway…

“No, not at all. It’s just because you’re technically a member of my crew. You don’t mind signing it?” What if he didn’t want to? What if he found the human concept of military permissions too obviously foreign and decided that the cultural boundaries were too much?

“Give it to me right now. I’ll sign as many forms as I have to, to be with you.” Oh. That was okay then.

- You Can’t Have My Heart by AnAverageGirl15

To unify two worlds after centuries of war, Kara Zor-El, Princess of Krypton, must marry the Prince of Daxam.

Assigned to protect the Kryptonian Princess, Mon-El of the Royal Guard, will face his biggest challenge yet.

- my heart is blind by thoroughlytrash

Mon-El waited, and waited, and waited, but no letters showed up on his skin. Not on his wrist, not further up his arm, not anywhere on his body.
In which Mon-El arrives to Earth only two years after Kara, in which he isn’t her soulmate, and in which the fact that he’s her first kiss (her first everything) seems to mean a bit too much.(In which soulmate marks appear on your skin when you turn eighteen.)

- Mating Season by Fanfic_or_bust

It’s spring time in National City and Kara and Mon-El have been feeling strangely lately. They’ve both snapping at everyone, and their sex drives have been increasing at an alarming rate. It’s been getting worse and worse for a while but they’ve been able to hide it, but as they wake up one day out of control and they get themselves into an uncomfortable situation at the DEO, they find themselves locked up so Alex, Winn, and J'onn can figure out what is happening to our heroes.

- Betrayal Never Comes From Enemies by KaramelHaven

Betrayal never comes from your enemies. It’s a lesson Kara and Mon-El have learned the hard way, and in the worst way possible. A deep trauma and horrifying situation set in motion the fracturing of one of the soundest partnerships, shattering all parties involved. Years later, it appears no closer to healing. But, then again, the supers don’t seem at all keen to heal anything with anyone. They just want to protect each other and the city and be left in peace.

- 30 Day OTP Challenge by KaramelHaven

To help with the hiatus, just going to try my hand at doing a 30 Day OTP Challenge for Karamel :-) I’ll try to post every day, maybe even twice a day at times, and I’ll be adding tags and characters as they come up ;-)

- one hundred ways to say “I love you” by gracecastellan

“People say I love you all the time- when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or 'hurry back,’ or even 'watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it- you just have to listen for it, my dear.” -John Patrick, The Curious Savage. Inspired by a list of one hundred ways to say “I love you,” one hundred one-shots of Kara Danvers and Mon-El, from friendship to lovers and everything in between. 

- to the well of stars and back by shipwreckinabottle

“He is not the same as us,” the man says, “Mon-El is our father’s mad dog, set loose from his cage whenever diplomacy fails. The Harbinger of Death, as he is known. I hope you’ll do well to tame him, Kara of Krypton.”

The twelve noble houses of Daxam are at war, and the only solution for the centuries of bloodshed and strife might take the form of an arranged marriage between a bastard prince from Daxam, and a Kryptonian girl from Earth.

AU; Arranged marriage.

- Man on the Moon by ShadowJaySmith

AU~ Mon-El Matthews is an author who hates his book. Kara Danvers is a reporter who also hates his book. They meet for coffee to discuss it, and eventually, a small interview becomes a relationship that means a lot more to both of them. (One Shot)

- Camp Falling Star by Fanfic_or_bust

Summer Camp AU!
Mon-El crashed to Earth six months ago, landing near the Matthews’ family home on their remote camp ground. They took him in, but he hasn’t had the easiest time adjusting to life on Earth. When summer comes around, Carol and Phil Matthews decide that he should work as a counselor at the couple’s summer camp, thinking it would be good for him to meet new people. He’s been expecting to hate it and dreading it for weeks. And then he sees her. The girl with the blue eyes. Can summer camp be fun, after all?

- It’s Just Cuddling by xxashleyxx

“He didn’t know how in Rao’s name this had happened. How she’d managed to succeed in moving into this position was beyond him. And he swore this time he was actually sleeping when it happened.” – Sequel to It’s Just Sleeping. Mon-El wakes up the next morning with Kara still in his arms…and in an interesting position. He tries (and fails) to keep his cool.

- For Love by bilgegungoren00

 Blue for Kara’s comet-like eyes and trust, yellow for her golden hair and sunshine, white for her light and purity, and red for passion and love.

Or Kara and Mon-El are finally getting married, and they couldn’t be happier about it.

- Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) by kryptonstydia

Karamel fiction based on the song Bang Bang by Nancy Sinatra. Alternate alien lives.

- i’ve gotten in over my head by thoroughlytrash

Kara, for some reason, enjoys running her fingers through Mon-El’s hair.

- Let’s Talk About Sex by xxashleyxx

“‘This is serious, Mon-El.’ She turned her body so that she sat cross legged and faced him. He dropped his can of soda back on the table and pressed the off button on the TV remote. ‘I want to know right now why you won’t have sex with me.’” – Kara had been patiently waiting for him to make the first move. Kara’s tired of being patient. Takes place before 2x14: The Homecoming, sort of.

- Contact by harcourt

Daxamites can’t go too long without physical contact. (Whether that’s hugging/cuddling or full sex and hormonal release is up to you.) Mon-El worries that Kara and company and their prudish alien mores will not understand, so he refuses to tell anyone about it. After going without for too long, Mon-El collapses and comes on/confesses to the nearest person in the feverish aftermath.

When something goes wrong with Mon-El, the DEO puts him back in containment, in case he’s a hazard. It’s not helpful.

- Coffee Fixes the Universe by I am not sure I like this show (thisisnotanendorsement)

Kara has memories people tell her make her crazy, of abilities and aliens. She’s trying to live a normal life when she meets a guy in a coffee shop that she remembers and stumbles onto a world that both is and isn’t from her dreams.

- The Lion & The Rose by Sunflower_Nation

The dark world of organized crime, drugs, money, and power. An assassin. And a girl without a heart or a home. Upperclass Criminal AU. A Karamel fic.

- A Favorite of Lirra by handlewithkara

Mon-El has never been the religious type.

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children of light by shipwreckinabottle

we must bring
our own light
into the darkness

FANTASY AU;;

in which Kara Zor-El is a Child of Light, born once a thousand years, destined to keep the darkness at bay.

- Please Leave an Affirming Note by TheMeddaFiction

“Oh, nothing really important dear. I’m just putting up this bulletin board for the tenants to write down some notes for the others. Just you know? Some friendly greetings and comments to each other for you to get to know each other.”

Or, Kara returned back to her apartment and found a new bulletin board that encourages her to get to know her new neighbor, when she never paid attention to them. Could this sparks a relationship, or cause hatred between them.

- Sunshine In Your Smile by canonickaramel

There’s a flower shop on the corner and a girl inside with a smile so radiant it might as well be the sun.

anonymous asked:

You don't seem to be very bothered by the current Berena angst, so I was wondering if you could maybe share what helps you keep positive about it because I'd like to #KeepTheFaith too but it's getting hard with all the recent spoilers.

I’ve been asking myself that too, tbh, because I see so many people are upset and I wonder if I should be too, but I’m just not? It’s probably because of a number of factors, but here are at least two that I think affect my viewing the most: (behind a cut because, oops, it turned out quite long)

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After That Night(Don't Tell Him Part Four)

Pairing: Josh/Reader/Tyler //Warnings: Smut, Blowjob, Spanking, Rough Sex, Bathroom Sex, Handjob. //Rating: Mature //A/N: Not everything is as it seems.

Originally posted by indies-aesthetics

The day of your wedding was beautiful, magical, lovely, it was everything you had ever wanted and more. You were currently sitting in your dressing area with your best friends and family. Your family loved Tyler, so did your friends, so they couldn’t be happier with the fact that you were marrying him. Your hair had finally been done, your dress was on, makeup was flawless, everything on your end was ready to go. “You ready?” Your parent asked. You nod your head and stand at the back of the line behind all of the bridesmaids, groomsmen, and your maid of honor. She was with Josh, seeing as he was Tyler’s best man. You look between heads and see Tyler under the Pew, looking nervous, but also having the biggest smile on his face. Once everyone has gone down the aisle, the crowds of people in seats stand, and you know it’s your turn to walk. You loop arms with your parent and push through the doors, immediately seeing people begin to cry, Tyler included. You look over to Josh as well, who was smiling happily at you, but still, a hint of sadness resonated in his eyes. You clear your throat and link hands with Tyler as the officiant begins their speech. You each say your vows, before kissing each other, and the friends and family applaud. You smile at everyone as you to walk hand in hand back down the aisle. Once inside, Tyler runs with you up the stairs and shuts the door behind him. “Hello, Mrs. Joseph” he says, smiling as big as he could. “Mrs. Joseph, I like the sound of that” you say as he takes a step closer. You wrap your arms around him and you kiss deeply, everything feeling like it had more meaning. “We should get back, that party is for us, you know” you say, pulling back. Tyler lets out a frustrated groan before opening the door and letting you out first. You walk back down the stairs and go outside, where the reception was being held. You hear a loud applause as the two of you walk out, but all you could focus on was Josh standing in the back. You’re snapped out of your thoughts when Tyler grabs your hand and pulls you to the dance floor. You groan and kick off your heels, obliging to dance. The night was as amazing as the actual wedding, and you couldn’t have had a better time. As the night comes to a close you see that Josh had left early. Before you can even react, Tyler pulls you along to the limo and practically pushes you in. You hit what felt like a person on your way in, and look up to see the familiar mess of yellow hair. Josh. Let’s go back to they night.///////////////////////// Marry me. His words were ringing in your ears and you looked up to see if he was serious. You’re left speechless looking between the boys, both of them expecting an answer. “Tyler, I love you, but I also love Josh. This is something I don’t think I can decide on right now” you say, standing from the bed. “(Y/N) that’s not what I asked” Tyler said. You must’ve been visibly confused, and so was Josh, so he continued. “You were mine first. To the world and anyone looking in, you still are mine and only mine. I don’t think we should end what we've​ been doing. It would kill me to see how upset either of you would be. But, (Y/N), I love you so much more than you will ever know. I just want to be with you forever, and let everybody know. I want to know that whatever happens between the three of us, you will always stick by me. Because I will always stick by you” he finishes, with a deep sigh. You hear Josh clear his throat, and you look at him to see him nodding, letting you know it was okay. You look back at Tyler, smiling. “Well, Tyler, yes. I will marry you”/////////////// The limo pulls off once Tyler is inside the car, and both of the men look at you, while you look straight ahead. Tyler wanted to get married as soon as possible, so the wedding was four months after that night. In all of that time, none of you had sex, or anything relating to such. Now, the sexual tension between the three of you was as strong as ever. You place a hand on one of each of the boys thighs, smiling when they both inhale at the same time. You lean over to Tyler first, kissing him deeply and running your fingers through his hair. You pull back and bite your lip slightly, moving over to Josh and doing the same thing. After a while of this, you get onto the ground of the limo and help them both unbutton their pants and slide them down along with their underwear. You use one Hand on each, stroking them both in unison. The mix of moans between the men was enough to make you get wet yourself, causing you to start rubbing your legs together. You move your head back and forth between them, bobbing your head on one at a time. You can feel their both reaching their ends, which is why you pulled away and sat back up in your seat. Both of the boys are visibly mad and ask why you stopped. You stay quiet until the car stops, and you get out, rushing to the hotel you were staying in tonight. You check in using your name, and take the keys, the boys walking in not far after. “Why the grumpy faces?” You ask, teasingly. Before they can answer, you move past them and walk to the bathroom, going to a stall. You do your business and walk to the sink, washing your hands. You open the door and look up, just to see two very angry faces staring back. “Something wrong?” You ask innocently. Tyler pushes you back into the bathroom and lifts you to the sink, kissing you hard enough to make your head hit the mirror. Josh checks all the stalls before locking the door and walking towards you and Ty. Tyler pulls off your wedding dress, and sets it on a different sink, his breath hitching when he sees what lingerie you had chosen for the both of them. “Mm, baby” Josh says, taking a step closer. Josh and Tyler were now in front of you, staring hungrily. “You know, it’s too bad this is really nice lingerie” Josh says, pulling the strap of the side of your thing and letting it slap back onto your hip. “Because you teased us, didn’t let either of us finish, didn’t let us speak to you, and the list goes on and on baby doll” Tyler finishes for him. “And when you get all defiant. We aren’t so gentle.” With that, Tyler pulls off your bra and Josh pulls down your thing, with so much intensity strings were popping everywhere and scratched you on the way off. You let out a loud groan and Tyler pulls you off the sink, turning you so you see yourself in the mirror. Josh pulls your head back with your hair, and quickly latches his lips onto your neck, while Tyler pulls one of your breasts in his mouth, biting softly. You don’t hesitate to let out loud groans, the wetness between your legs becoming more apparent. Without warning or hesitation, Josh pushes you down onto the ground, pulling you slightly so that you were on all fours. “I had her last time. Take this as a wedding gift” Josh says, moving in front of you and dropping to his knees. You hear Tyler doing the same from behind you, and also heartbeat sound of their pants dropping to the ground. Josh grabs your head and helps you to slowly place your mouth around his length, but Tyler is quick to shove himself inside you, making you take Josh deeper. You begin to choke slightly, but Josh didn’t let up. Meanwhile, Tyler was giving slap after sleep to your backside, always curling his fingers on the spot after each hit. Josh finally lets you move back to breathe, and smirks when you have to recollect your breath. You ease your way back onto him, making sure not to let Tyler’s ruthless thrusts interrupt you. You steady yourself with one hand and use your other to massage your clit. Tyler takes notice and nods at Josh. Josh pulls your hand away from yourself and looks you dead in the eyes. “We didn’t say you could do that” he says, the grip on your wrist tightening. You nod and set it back down on the ground. Tyler’s thrusts become more rough and fast, his hands now gripping your hips and forcing you to take him as deep as possible. He slowly moves one hand down to your clit, picking up where you had left off. It’s not long after that when you finally spill over the edge, and moan around Josh. The boys weren’t finished though. Even though you were done, they continued to use your body, and Tyler continues on your clit, trying to help you reach your second orgasm. Josh thrusts once more into your mouth, finally pouring what he had down your throat. The vulgar sounds he had made were enough to make you spill a second time, Tyler not far behind. With one last sloppy and hard hit, he came, both of the boys pulling out from you. Your arms and legs were so weak that once they weren’t holding you anymore, you fell over and laid stiff on the ground. Both the boys get redressed, and Tyler grabs your dress, sliding it back down over your body, while Josh slid your bra and panties into his pocket. Tyler watches you struggle to stand, and picks you up bridal style, before carrying you out of the bathroom. “We wore you out that bad?” Josh asks, a softness present in his voice. You nod your head. “And i loved every minute of it”

happy (angsty) birthday robert! i have a happier fic in the works but three glasses of wine made for a bit of an angsty drabble set within current canon. i hope you enjoy nonetheless!

thirty one 

robert could count the number of good birthdays he’d had on one hand.

Thirty one.

Robert stood in front of the mirror in their hotel bathroom, pausing in the midst of his morning shave. Aaron had teased that even on holiday, he couldn’t bear to let his scruff grow, but Robert didn’t suit a beard, not the way his husband did, all scruffy dark hair and loving eyes.

Thirty one.

It was his birthday, today. He’d woken up to soft, smiling kisses being pressed against his jawline, his cheek, his nose, Aaron open and loving in the way he only ever was when they were alone, curled around his other, limbs tangled and hearts open.

Aaron had showered him in love, in that gorgeous Aaron-like way of his, honest eyes and soft mumbles about how much he loved Robert, every word making Robert’s heart feel lighter, and somehow heavier at the same time, the reality of what faced them back in Emmerdale weighing heavy on his mind in a way he couldn’t forget, no matter how much he tried to.

Thirty one.

Robert could count on one hand the amount of good birthdays he’d had in his life. He didn’t remember the best ones, he didn’t think - the ones before Andy, before he’d grown up and shown himself as a disappointment, the ones before his mum died, the days when the focus of the Sugden household would be on their eldest son, days when there would be cake, and ice cream, and presents wrapped in cartoon paper.

He remembered the ones where he’d fight with his dad, where he’d make Victoria cry because he didn’t want to look at the drawing she’d done for him, birthdays where he would fight with Andy just because he could.

Birthdays without his mum, sad and quiet and lonely, without her warm heart and open arms and her endless belief that he could do better, be better. 

Birthdays spent alone. 

Birthdays where he’d fight with Chrissie because of something Lawrence did.

His thirtieth, the one birthday he’d hoped would be better, in the midst of something new and beautiful with Aaron, the birthday he’d ended up celebrating with his sister and her husband, eating cake and drinking whiskey alone at the clock struck midnight and signalled the end of a birthday from hell, as Aaron focused on his sister.

It had been silly, to be jealous of a fourteen year old, but Robert had been so jealous of Liv, of the time she’d taken up, bitter over the holiday he’d had to cancel. He’d wanted to spend his birthday with the one person who’d made him feel worth something.

Thirty one.

He’d spent his birthday with Aaron this year. He was spending his birthday with Aaron this year, the sun on their backs and their tropical honeymoon unfolding around him, bright and colourful and somehow always tinged with sadness and regret.

He’d hoped this would be the year he’d look into the mirror and be happy with the man he saw staring back, know that the man looking back was having some well earned celebrations.

That the man looking back would be good.

Thirty one.

Robert made a decision as he felt Aaron’s arms wind around his middle, his sun kissed husband grinning at him as he nattered about some beach Liv wanted to show them that day, about how it was going to look like something out of paradise, and maybe they could take a picnic, Aaron bright and happy and hopeful.

This was going to be the last birthday he’d spent feeling regretful, or sad. Thirty one was a new year, a new age, a new start.

Robert hadn’t always been good, but Aaron, god, Aaron made him want to be so much better - not just because Aaron deserved a better man, because Aaron deserved a good husband - but because Robert deserved to be better version of himself too. 

Thirty one.

“Happy birthday, Mr Dingle,” Aaron said, in that gorgeously soft and loving voice of his.

It wasn’t the happiest birthday he’d ever had, but next year would be different, thirty two would be different. Robert would earn his celebrations next year, earn the trust of the man in his arms and he’d be good, he’d be better. 

Thirty one.

This, this was the start of the best years of his life, and Robert wasn’t going to ruin another birthday for himself, not now, not ever again. He’d remember thirty one for a lot of reasons, for the sea, the sand, the sun kissed man in his arms, and most of all, he’d remember it for the promise he’d made to himself, to be better.

To be the sort of man who could look in the mirror and be proud of who was looking back. 

anonymous asked:

Hi! I don't know if you've already written about this so if you did, feel free to ignore my question! I believe it is canon that Hannibal is in love with Will but struggle to see it as reciprocal. If unrequited, isn't the story ultimately a variation of the old and kinda derogatory tale "non-straight guy falls for straight male friend" and is doomed to pine forever because straight friend will never love him back in *that* (erotic, sensual, sexual, you name it) way? What do you think?

“If unrequited”… that’s a pretty big if! Like you I tend to stress Will as an oppositional force in his relationship with Hannibal. His reluctance and resistance are so very important to me! But I still find it mighty hard, impossible really, to declare outright that Hannibal’s love for Will is unrequited. While it’s debatable whether Will returns Hannibal’s love in kind, it seems to me incontrovertible that he does return it in his own way. That’s the problem for Will. If he didn’t return Hannibal’s love, his life would be ten million times easier. So the equivalent tale wouldn’t be ‘non-straight guy falls for straight friend;’ it’d be something more along the lines of ‘non-straight guy falls for tormented, closeted friend.’

Hannibal is definitely doomed to pine – and personally I thank god for it everyday – but that’s due to the fact that the demands he makes of Will as a partner are so impossible for Will to comply with. Those demands don’t spring from Hannibal’s sexuality or the hot burning fire of his love – maybe then it would fit into the mold of the derogatory trope (TV Tropes calls it “gayngst”) in which a non-straight man is depicted as predatory and undeserving of affection? Hannibal’s demands are mostly concerning aestheticized murder. He commits acts of cruelty that he sees as beautiful, and he wants Will to join him in committing those acts together. If Will were to embrace and accept Hannibal, he’d have to embrace and accept the very real, very present part of himself that relishes in brutal violence, and Will just can’t do that, even though Hannibal is convinced he’d be a happier person for it.

I’m leery of trying to use analysis to make stories conform to tropes, derogatory or otherwise, because I am a big believer that a good story is ALWAYS going to push against the confines of a trope. A good story should be so jam-packed with complexity, ambiguity, and contradictory character motivation that it can’t be pigeon-holed into a simple logline of ‘older man loves a younger man who can’t love him back.’ But good stories are often aware of the tropes they intersect with, and can even play off of them for artistic effect. Hannibal’s Florentine moping in S3 has self-conscious shades of gayngst. Hannibal transforms himself into a deliberate stereotype in a fit of petulant spite – he does Death in Venice except it’s Death in Florence. It’s romantic and absurd. There isn’t enough Montrachet in the world for Bedelia to cope with that.

And then there’s fanfic, which does all sorts of interesting things with familiar tropes. For instance in Greatest Show (self-pimpery of hiatus-fic, whoops!), Hannibal pines for Will with the force of a shimmering supernova; it’s real, but it also becomes a performance to which he’s inviting other people to react. And because other people don’t understand Hannibal and Will’s relationship, they have only the familiar trope to guide them. Thus gayngst becomes a framework for how Hannibal himself wants that relationship perceived. He sees the trope, he works the trope, it’s just one of many tools he can use to manipulate people and shape his ends. I think if you as a writer have a perspective on a trope, if you’re cultivating an angle, then you’re already haring towards something socially conscious and original.

anonymous asked:

I was wathcing Pretty little Liars and there's this girl called Alison that, at the begining, is all bitchy and mean but then it's revealed that she uses this facade to hide she's broken inside and bisexual (which she represses for years until she falls in love with a friend). I can't stop finding Bi!Dean and destiel parallels everywhere, help!

source: @bazingapunknowwereeven

Don’t worry you’re not fully down the bottom of the pit until you laugh out loud at the movies when Belle tells Beast “let’s go home” or re-watch the sob fest that is Brokeback Mountain just cos someone *cough* @margarittet made you do it to see the parallels and you feel like you just watched a Brokeback tribute act in season 12…

Actually @margarittet and I were just talking about how literally every Disney movie is so easily relatable to Destiel, that sometimes it’s funny just how blatant it is. The familial/belonging side with Lilo and Stitch, the helping to pursue your own adventure and endgame with Moana, then of course all the romantic ones which are WAY clearer… there’s a reason we ship them, they use all the standard tropes and Disney is a great way to see these as they are so OBVIOUS in Disney because of the nature of the type of stories they are, for kids, they are so much less subtle, so there’s a reason why we can relate everything Romantic and Disney to Destiel.

Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid… The Immortal who chooses a Human life and alongside that, their lover, the Human making the Immortal more “Human” and finding their Humanity, making them happier. Even Hercules which doesn’t follow this exact structure still has ALL the blatant Hercules/Meg Cas/Dean parallels. Generally all the will-they-wont-they moments that are so mirrored, the structure of the story (setting up their endgame first, then meeting, falling in love, generally reluctantly, breaking up for some “supernatural” reason and then reconciling right at the end…).

Which is why its not only Disney but everything else, other TV shows, all the way to the classic Greek mythologies, Shakespeare lol, it sounds ridiculous but they are so relatable…

Yeah, I struggle to see how so many well known romantic stories are exact mirrors of Dean and Cas’ relationship and then how theirs can be platonic. Especially with all the additional subtext of the way they act around each other, the chemistry, the extra added tropes like the bickering, the mixtape, the “always choosing them”, “did it for one Human”, “he’s in love with Humanity” etc etc.

If 1+1+1+1+1 = 5, then the answer is usually 5 ;)

anonymous asked:

i feel very sad right now. i guess it's just cause change is scary and we don't know a lot. i really hope something is said soon

okay, there are a lot of you coming to me now saying you’re really upset/worried about the whole potential moving situation and as i’m feeling (shockingly) level-headed and calm here’s a response to all of you:

1. if they happen to move separately, if, they will without a shadow of a doubt make it as seamless as possible for us, so much so it’ll be hard to tell anything was different other than a different background which we would be expecting whether they move together or apart. they’re both extremely picky and perfectionists when it comes to their videos and editing, we know that, and they’ll try their hardest to make it so we’d never know

2. think about it logically: their careers literally couldn’t be any more intertwined. they both earn money 90/10 against dinof/ap views from their collective brand, dan AND phil. the gaming channel earns them both a ton of revenue, and if they lived apart, they’d constantly be at each other’s houses anyway for business and admin purposes, and it’s not as if they’re daily vloggers, it’d be near impossible for us to tell the difference anyway. i’ve seen people compare it to joe and caspar moving apart, but here’s the difference: joe and caspar’s careers were never linked other than the htr movies/their production company. they had solo projects all the time, their own merch and books etc, whereas dan and phil literally have everything together. the only exception is dan’s supergamers documentary back in the day, and there’s been nothing since, and the gaming channel has skyrocketed since then, earning him a fuckton more money than the solo project did.

3. they have both expressed multiple annoyances about living in the flat they’re in (discussed them together, in most cases) and have expressed wanting the same things in the future (mainly a dog which i am on board with) and yet neither of them have expressed wanting their own space at all (whereas joe and caspar both did before moving out) and phil being the age he is, bless him, should be settling down wherever he moves to next, and i’m almost positive he’d be talking about living in his own space if he were moving out on his own, private life guarding aside, he’d at least have joked about it, i’m sure.

4. the gaming channel. moving out separately would be so so damaging for their revenue. dinof/ap vids get amazing views, yes, but we know that they both, as i’ve said before, are such perfectionists about their main channel videos. whereas they can upload a spontaneous, unscripted gaming video at literally any time, any day and get over a million views and crazy likes/comments on it, and they upload far more regularly on that channel and it’s very beneficial to their bank balances, they’d be stupid to give that up, unless they both have some crazily successful solo projects lined up but would a one time thing beat constant high rates of revenue? you do the mental math

5. their interactions. this might seem as if i’m grasping at straws, but hear me out. their bond has only gotten stronger over the years. they’ve become so dependent on each other without it bordering on unhealthily, it’s a marvel to witness, and quite honestly, if they were to move separately, they wouldn’t keep apart from each other, they’d constantly be sleeping on each other’s sofas and having movie nights four times a week etc. it’s hard to imagine them being happy living alone when they’ve only gotten closer and gotten so used to having their daily lives blend into one.

6. ‘our legacy’. everything they’ve put out into the world that they’re most proud of has been a joint effort. tabinof, dapgo, tatinof, the 7sc app…. all under the dan AND phil umbrella. it’s more than a marketing strategy. they’d have stopped long before now if it was, nobody would put themselves through it for however many years they’ve been at this now if they were just in it for the money. their brand is together, but so are they. does this tie into the point above? yes. but i felt it was important to mention because some people are beginning to question if anything they’ve done is legit, and, just answer me this: would you have spent months on end in a cramped tour bus and cramped hotel rooms with the same person if you weren’t happy with them? i meaaan.

7. everything happens for a reason. if they decide to move separately, it won’t have been a decision made on a whim, they’ll have sat down together and thought it through thoroughly, considering how much would be changing in their lives. they’d be making the decision - whatever the decision - for the sake of their own happiness and though we’d all be sad for different amounts of time, i know that we’d all get over it in time to know that the people we admire are happier than they were before, they are grown men at the end of the day and all that.

8. maybe this is all for nothing! they might not even be moving out of the phlat and maybe they’ll be moving together after all, only time will tell (but if they do move together it’s gonna be permanent, like i said, phil being the age he is kinda warrants settling down by society’s typical standards) but please try to just enjoy the videos they give us in the meantime and remember that there’s always a possibility of a rainbow just as much a possibility of a storm :)

Update

Hi everyone, long time no see.

It’s been a long year. A lot of things have changed and I think it’s time I talk about something important. This Update has to do a little with the blog and a lot with me, so if you want to skip the rest of this you absolutely can, this is just something that has been on my mind for a while and pushing to be said. This seems like the best time to say it and I’m sorry if it gets a little long and a lot personal.

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40 MINUTES OF SHOW DON'T ERASE 9 SEASONS OF SWARKLES

Let’s talk for a second about this magnificent couple because, for the love of god, the way how Carter Bays and Craig Thomas treated Swarkles and their shippers is insulting. I mean… they basically fooled the world making us believe they were endgame. And now we have to believe that was all a joke? Hell no.

01x06. Slutty Pumpkin’ - This is what Ted told Robin “ one day you’re gonna meet a guy who’s gonna make you want to look like a complete idiot”.

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01X14. Zip, Zip, Zip - I dare anyone to watch this episode and not thinking “ wow, they’re awesome together ”. This episode is the Swarkles manifesto. It’s everything that makes them them.

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Can you imagine Robin smoking cigars and play laser tag with Ted? Oh, wait, she’s not that person anymore. She’s a needy stepmother now. 

02x16. Stuff - So, Robin had to getting rid off their dogs because Ted saw in them her ex-boyfriends. What a mature behiavor, right? But he stole a smurf penis for her, so.. everything is legit and now I wonder if he’s gonna do the same in 2030, since she has her dogs again. The point is, who went with her to take the dogs to her aunt’s farm? Ted? No. Barney. ( rewatch the 08x05 episode). Barney who surprised her with PUPPIES when they got back together.

02x18. Moving Day - Are we really going to assume that Ted and Robin are meant to be when they weren’t even capable of living together? Are we really going to believe that? Yeah, of course. 

04x14. The Possimpible - Barney finished her video-resume and got her a job. She didn’t get deported in Canada thanks to him.

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But yeah, Barney has never done loving things for her…

04x20. Mosbius Designs - This is what Marshall told Barney about him and Robin: “ actually we both think (he and Lily) that you’re kinda perfect for each other ”.

This is what Robin said at the end of the episode:  “I used to describe my ideal guy as funny, smart, passionate, challenging.“ 

And now tell me that is not the description of Barney.

05x17. Of Course - Robin didn’t want to date anyone after her break-up with Barney. Which says a lot, because we all remember how, after her break-up with Ted, she got together with Gail? Kyle? Oh, right, GAEL. And how she accepted to date Don only when Barney told her ” you’re not just another number to me “ (how funny, tho, he has a daughter and her mom is, in fact, a number) and promised her that he wouldn’t have slept with Anita. In fact, the Superdate he organized, became a gift for Robin and Don.

But yeah, Barney has never done loving things for her. The return.

05x24. Doppelgangers - Robin got an important job offer in Chicago while she was dating Don. Love vs Career all over again. But what did she choose? She chose love. SHE FREAKING CHOSE LOVE. She chose a man who she was dating from less then a year. And now we are gonna believe that she didn’t fight and didn’t try to save her MARRIAGE? ARE YOU SERIOUS?

06x01. Big Days - Robin was still mourning over her break-up with Don and she, well.. she was a complete mess. And Barney teased her, saying that she used to be hot but not anymore. And Robin, hit in her pride, sundressed up. 

So we can easily say Barney helped her to move on. BUT HE HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

06x04. Subway Wars - Robin was depressed and sad because her life is a complete disaster. She wanted to win the race and guess what? Barney let her win.

Of course, now you know I have to say that HE HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

06x06. Baby Talk - Ted accused Robin of being an independent woman. He wanted a woman who NEEDED him. And Robin wasn’t exactly that. His words hurt her and when she got at Barney’s, he told her the opposite:

” you’re the least needy woman I’ve ever met. That’s awesome.  mean, no guy’s gonna say, “Who’s your daddy?” to Robin Scherbatsky.  You’re your own daddy. And mommy.  And weird survivalist uncle who lives in a cabin with a shotgun blaming stuff on the government. And that is what makes you the most amazing, strong and independent woman I’ve ever banged “.

And with who she did end up with? With the man who wanted her to be something she never was.

06x08. Natural History - Like Zip, Zip, Zip, this is a simply, amazing proof of how much these two have fun together and how much PERFECT they are as couple.

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06x21. Hopeless - Barney: ” Robin, you’re dating Ted “.

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Yeah, she’s so in love with him. And Barney’s answer to that? " My dad will be all, why don’t you marry Robin? You guys were cute together. Deep down you know you were never happier than when you were with her ”.

06x24. Challenge Accepted - Robin’s face when she realized that he was losing Barney because of Nora.

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Or maybe she was thinking “ damn, I want my blue french horn back ”.

07x01. The Best Man - This need explanations?

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Lily : “ you and Barney have the kind of chemistry that… just doesn’t go away ”. A great concept that got destroyed in 40 minutes during the Finale when they acted like two strangers. Oh yeah.

Robin: “ I know we didn’t work out the first time and I know it doesn’t make any sense but I can’t shake the feeling that we belong together”. Apparently she shook that feeling as soon as she divorced.

07x09. Disaster Averted - I can’t type anything meaningful because now I just wanna cry.

I MEAN, FOR GOD’S SAKE, HOW CAN I EVEN CONSIDER THE POSSIBILITY OF THAT MAN BEING HAPPY AND SATISFIED WITH HIS WOMANIZER STATUS WHEN HE SAID THAT BEAUTIFUL LINE UNDER THE RAIN. HOW.

07x11. Tick, Tick, Tick - Barney saw Robin while this speech:

“When you meet the right person, you know it. You can’t stop thinking about them. They are your best friend, and your soulmate. You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with them. No one and nothing else can compare”.

No one, except for the Wi-Fi.

07x12. Symphony Of Illumination - Robin didn’t want to have kids. Robin didn’t need to have kids to be happy. And the only time she imagined a future involving children… it was a future with Barney. (Look at these beautiful pieces of applepie).

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And of course, how did she end up? Raising another man’s kids. Okay.

07x17. No Pressure - They freaking gave the chance to T/R to get back together. AND THEY DIDN’T. And you know why?

So this is not gonna happen, is it? ”

“ Sorry ”.

“ It’s because of Barney ”.

BUT HEY, in 2030 it is gonna happen because… um… well… oh yes, they’re both alone and miserable. Perfect love story.

08x01. Farhampton - Barney kept all the stuff that reminded him of his relationship with Robin, who cried when she opened that box.

Lebenslangerschicksalsschatz, REMEMBER? Yes? Well, it was just bullshit. Have a good day.

08x06. Splitsville - So now it’s normal that a person who said this:

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suddenly was okay with losing the love of his life and getting back to chase women. Goodbye, character development. Goodbye, coherence.

08x12. The Final Page part 2 - Robin went to damn roof. ROBIN WENT THERE BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO BE WITH BARNEY. He proposed and she said YES. Remember when Kevin proposed? She doubted. Remember when she thought Ted was proposing? She said “ nononononononononononono, Ted you can’t do this to me, no no !”.

SHE SAID IMMEDIATELY YES TO BARNEY BECAUSE SHE LOVED HIM AND WANTED A LIFE WITH HIM.

08x13. Band or Dj - For the first time, Robin’s dad apologized to her. And that thanks to Barney.

“ Barney made it happen. He must really love me ”.

….. and yes, it’s time for: BUT BARNEY HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

08x14. Ring Up - The true power of the ring, when that special person to you looks brighter than anyone else. 

“ Robin realized the true power of the ring ”

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08x19. The Fortress - Funny quote from Robin: “ Relationships are about trust and compromise ”. Yet she forgot what compromise is, because with a right compromise, her marriage would have worked.

But hey, Barney in this episode was willing in giving in his apartment to find a new one with Robin. AND HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE ALONE AGAIN. Ha! Irony. But Robin refused it, because “ if I ask you to change too many things about yourself, you’re not gonna be the man I fell in love with ”.

09x01. The Locket - Barney: “ our wedding is gonna be legendary ”. Robin: “ no wait for it? " Barney: ” I’ve got you. I don’t have to wait for it anymore “.

09x02. Coming Back - Barney: ” I don’t need them to make me believe in true love. I’ve got you for that, now “ .

THAT’S FUNNY BECAUSE I NEEDED SWARKLES TO MAKE ME BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE AND NOW WHAT I’VE GOT? WHAT?

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09x08. The Lighthouse - ” Mom, I’m not marrying some future possibility of starting a family. I’m marrying a girl - who means more to me than kids. OR MY CAREER “.

But who apparently means less than WI-FI, right Carter and Craig? And guess what, he redeemed himself ‘cause of a kid. The only thing Robin couldn’t give him. Ha ha. Let’s all laugh. 

09x09. Platonish - Tracy: ” Do you wanna keep playing or do you wanna win? “ Barney : ” I wanna win “.

YES. HE WON AND THEN LOST EVERYTHING AND TRACY DIED. HAPPY ENDING.

09x12. The Rehearsal Dinner - This was my favourite episode ever. Robin wanted to get married in Canada but it wasn’t possible. So Barney organized that BEAUTIFUL, TOUCHING surprise canadian rehearsal dinner. 

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….. BUT THIS IS NOTHING COMPARED TO A SMURF PENIS. AND BARNEY HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

Excuse me while I’m in the verge of tears.

Okay, I’m fine. (No I’m not).

09x15. Unpause - " I love Robin more than I’ve ever loved anyone, and I’m going to do everything I can to make her happy. For a long time, deep down, I felt sort of.. broken? But I don’t feel that way, anymore. Robin has made me 100% awesome ”. 

He wanted to make her happy. HE WANTED TO MAKE HER HAPPY AND THEN YOU TELL US THAT HE DIDN’T WANT TO TRAVEL WITH HER?? NO.

Oh, friendly reminder he’s now broken again. You’re welcome.

09x22. The End Of The Aisle - They got married. Carter and Craig planned a T/R endgame from the beginning and still they made Swarkles get married. And we all believed in their love. BECAUSE THEIR FACES. THEY LOVED EACH OTHER. TELL ME WHEN ROBIN LOOKED AT TED IN THE SAME WAY SHE LOOKED AT BARNEY.

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So, now, Carter and Craig, we should forget all of this? We should forget all this fairytale and accept that they wouldn’t have worked together? That Robin never loved Barney as much as she loved Ted? That only a child would have made Barney change? NEVER. THIS was the real couple the show.  Two people who had a difficult childhood, two people who grew up and fell in love and change for the better. Two people who supported, loved each other for who they really were. THIS IS WHAT IS TRUE TO LIFE. Not a widower who kept chasing after his ex-girlfriend holding a stupid french horn since ever. Not a woman who was always proud of her independence and her dreams who suddenly found herself alone and desperate. Not a man who couldn’t change for the woman he always loved. 

“Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers.” 

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1. Oh, The Places You’ll Go. (RvB/Tuckington)
I wasn’t sure whether or not to put this at number one, since it isn’t necessarily my favorite, but you know what? This is the one I learned on. This is the one who gave me the writing bug. Sure, I had no idea what I was doing most of the time, and it drove me to distraction most days, but the amazing reaction from the community sits with me to this day and more than made up for the stress and fear that I was doing it wrong. Thanks to everyone who read and encouraged me and gave me such fond memories of this story. Without y’all, I wouldn’t love writing the way I do now.

2. Best Laid Plans (Rvb/Suckington)
I pretty much love writing this pairing, which allows for lots of funny dialogue while also being allowed to write really emotional pieces as well. So really I feel like I kid in a candy store whenever I write suckington, which is why I have such a fondness for this story in particular. I like the dialogue, I like the dramatic parts, and I feel like I actually took care with the characters in a way I didn’t always with some of my earlier pieces. 

3. Low-Hanging Fruit. (RvB/Flownut)
I didn’t take care with this story. I just think it’s fucking funny. And honestly, I think that’s the best part of it. Not gonna lie, I’m never happier than when I’m writing comedy. It’s all I ever want to do. As much as I like the occasional dramatic bits, comedic writing comes easier and faster than that stuff does. Being silly and ridiculous? I can do that. Being emotional? Uh….that takes precision and shit. Give me Flowers and Donut making nonstop innuendoes any day.

4. It takes a lot of time to live in the moment. (WtNV, Cecilos)
I haven’t kept up with this fandom in a very long time, so this was written in the early days, before they even got together. But you know what? I still like it. It was a test to see if I could write fanfic at all, and though I wasn’t sure if I was ready to try my own style, I felt more secure with attempting to mimic the show’s. So I did. And I think I did a pretty decent job, which gave me the realization that I could use that skill to help keep characters’ in…well, in character, when attempting to write fanfic again. Also, I mean. I always wanted to write a groundhog’s day loop.

5. Anodyne. (RvB, Kimkaina)
Kai makes everything fun to write, and Kimball pretty much owns my heart. Put them together and you’d get…actually, you get something unexpected. I thought I’d just enjoy writing this in a joking sort of way, but I didn’t think I’d enjoy them interacting as much as I did. I immediately wanted to write something longer about them, and even though I have a lot on my plate right now, I might just have an in depth story about them to tell one day. Could be interesting…

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#147 - For isle-of-flightless-josh & anonymous

Filling the prompt “Can you do a fic based on the song Razorblade by The strokes?” from @isle-of-flightless-josh and “something where the girl doesn’t really do serious relationships often and dates around and van falls for her.”


It was hard to pinpoint the exact moment when you became the person you never wanted to be; probably sometime after all the hurt though. A few good years. That’s all you got. A few good years after high school where you liked life and people and romance and sunshine. You were the person you were born to be. Happy, first and foremost. Kind and gentle and loving. It’s not to say you stopped being all those things, but you certainly stopped dishing out the warmth. Getting your heart broke is what did it. In the wake of a relationship you thought would last forever, you found the only effective coping strategy. Retreat.

You built walls that were impossible for people to climb. No new friends. No new relationships. It wasn’t worth it. You had your little social group; the ones that had been by your side forever. That’s all you needed. Love, see, was too much like a razorblade. If you picked it up and played with it, someone was bound to get hurt. No point in that. But eventually the isolation did your head in. So, you ventured out into the world again. Except you were different. You strung people along, and when they got too close you kicked them to the curb. Tightened that noose. Your feelings were more important than theirs. The moment you realised that is what you’d been telling yourself was the moment your sunshine years self didn’t recognise you anymore. And that epiphany only came after bringing Van McCann to his knees.

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