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munivrse · 7 months

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bada accompanies you to your high school reunion

cw: nothing too bad. actually, not suggestive! bada lee being fine as hell... y/n acting up per usual. really fluffy at the end. enjoy!

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when you asked bada to come with you to your high school reunion, you didn’t think much of it. Until now. you’re checking your outfit in the mirror, smoothing down your shirt. you looked fine. right?

“right. now let's go. we’re going to be late- albeit fashionably.” bada’s eyebrows wiggle as she states her thoughts. you have no CLUE how she’s so calm right now. did she not also feel the pressure of meeting people you once know and now are going to meet in a battle of who’s more accomplished? don't get yourself wrong, you’re more than happy to have bada coming with you, the thought easing your anxiety a little. but still, what would people say when they saw you two?

bada strides over to you, “you look gorgeous honey, let's go show them.”

you weren’t necessarily unpopular in school, but you definitely weren’t everyone's cup of tea. this thought alone made you nervous- but you’re fine. bada is there. she’s right beside you.

you take a deep breath,

“thank you. we can leave now.”

now, you’re parked outside of the venue in which this reunion is taking place.

“i’m gonna be fucking sick.”

bada looks over at you in concern, “why? what’s wrong?”

you put your head in your hands, “you-” gag “Other people are going to perceive you. how am i supposed to cope with that.”

bada scoffs, “you had me worried," she shakes her head, "i’m getting out of this car, i’m going to come around to your door, open it, and pull you out. don’t worry about other people… perceiving me. your eyes are the only ones that matter to me. lets go.”

bada climbs out of the car and does exactly what she says. she rounds the car, hooks a hand under the door handle, opens it, and puts out a hand for you to grab hold of. once your hand is in hers, she brings it up to her mouth, kissing the back of it. you hesitantly get out of the car.

bada keeps her hand in yours, swinging the two back and forth. in the corner of your eye, you could see her smiling. she looks down at you as you reach the doors. you glare at her.

“why’d you have to leave the house looking like that. it’s like you’re trying to impress other women or something.”

bada was dressed like a whore in an all-black outfit, cap on her head and chains dangling from her neck.

“me? what about you?”

you were also wearing all black but instead of pants, you opted for a skirt that bada thinks should be banned from you ever wearing outside of the house. it wasn’t even that short, it just fit you so well that bada believes the view should only be for her.

you huff, “bada if anyone tries to talk to you that's not me, scream stranger danger please-”

she rolls her eyes, “you are so dramatic. nobody is going to be interested in seeing me here, this is your high school reunion, not mine.”

you press on anyway, making her pinky promise to run away from any woman trying to approach her. You open the doors to reveal a room crowded with old classmates, some faces familiar, others not so much.

you didn’t really keep up with people after you graduated, having moved on to other, more important things early on in your life that just didn’t align with others your age. you danced under multiple different studios and academy’s, landing yourself at just jerk nearly a year ago. they’d asked you to choreograph to “sativa”, bada observed your class, and the rest is history.

the occasion was quite casual. you opted for some flowy, light colored clothing with silver jewelry. bada on the other hand was dressed like a whore in an all-black outfit, cap on her head and chains dangling from her neck. you often referred to her as your scary guard dog with a golden retriever personality. to be fair, she did look kind of scary today. her height did not help. bada lets you lead her into the room by her hand.

you’re greeted by a few people right off the bat. bada just observes behind you. you’re cute in the way your eyes light up when people ask you what you’ve been up to. she’s so proud at how much you’ve accomplished, and she loves when you show yourself off. alternatively, you love showing your girlfriend off. people already knew exactly who she was. bada lee was an extremely popular name amongst your classmates as you went to a performing arts highschool. Imagine their surprise when you walk in with bada lee in tow.

in conversation she laughs where she needs to, butts in when appropriate, and lets you guide the conversation. once the group leaves, you heave a sigh of relief. you lean back into your girlfriends' sturdy figure and her arms circle around your waist. she kisses your temple.

“do you want me to get you a drink?”

you nod, hesitantly letting her remove her arms from around you. another old classmate comes up to you to make small talk, but in the corner of your eye you see a woman approach bada. you take a deep breath. it's fine. you can have a normal conversation without worrying-

you feel your eye twitch when you see the woman lean up to say something to your tall and sexy girlfriend. bada responds and this woman laughs and… caresses bada’s arm while doing so. you start to worry until bada’s eyes swiftly meet your own and she throws a wink your way. reassured, you continue your conversation.

bada looks at this woman like she’s crazy. all she wanted to do is get you a drink and now this woman by the name of “mina” is borderline harassing her.

“...and that’s the most recent studio i’ve danced for. are you still at just jerk? you should invite me to one of your classes.” she smiles, but bada knows the intent behind her eyes. per her girlfriends' silent request found from her pleading eyes across the room, she ends the conversation.

“no thank you. you can always sign up through our website and hope you can get a spot that way. good luck!” bada grabs your drink and leisurely walks away, leaving mina’s face stuck in bewilderment.

you’re mid conversation when you feel bada’s arm wrap around your shoulder, she hands you your drink, “sorry it took so long,” she kisses your cheek, “who’s this?”

with a light blush on your face, you introduce your old classmate. they give bada a warm smile. you felt good. you knew people were eyeing the both of you, probably wondering how you ended up with someone like bada. you almost start to worry about the stares, but bada knows you. she can see in the slight crease on your forehead that you’re thinking yourself into oblivion. her hand smooths down your back, resting just above the curve of your bottom. she traces small circles there as she strikes up conversation with your friend.

when bada excuses herself to go use the restroom, your old friend group approaches you, ogling at bada as she walks away.

“y/n… she is so…”

you squeal and cover your mouth, “I know- i know!”

when you watch her stride back into the room, her eyes never leave yours. bada loved you. and you loved her. and anyone in the room could feel that radiating off of the both of you.

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a/n: this was much shorter and more fluffy than i intended it to be so just know a part two is coming 🤭

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #bada lee smut #bada x reader #swf 2 #bada lee fluff

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m4ndysk4nkovich · 10 months

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i will never not feel so bad for ian because of how his parents treated him.

as far as we know, ian was the only one who was physically abused by frank throughout his childhood. frank hated ian the most because he “looked the most like his mother” (and the most like frank’s brother, clayton, ian’s actual dad clayton, but nobody actually ever says that) and ian thinking that he looks/acts like monica seriously effects him later on. frank treats him like absolute dog shit, and we hear ian say that when he was six frank locked him in the basement for days. one of the biggest things about shameless is the “cycle of abuse” and frank’s treatment of ian is ironic because from what we know, frank was the only one his parents ever abused (physically, at least).

and for monica, ian was his favorite. i don’t give a shit if fiona says that lip is her favorite, from monica’s first episode’s it’s been apparent that it’s ian. for example- not giving a shit about any of her children’s accomplishments until it comes to ian, and her eyes light up, or making lasagna “ian’s favorite” (it’s not). but being monica’s favorite isn’t actually a good thing. monica seriously abused ian, too, and people don’t always awknolege that. their relationship was built on manipulation, monica’s victim complex, and neglect. she did nothing but use and hurt him, and whether or not she really loved him doesn’t really matter because either way it just hurt him. and the saddest thing is no matter how far away he pushes her, he’s still attached and he still loves her. we don’t know what she truly put him through as a child, but we can assume that it was hell. from ian’s whole speech to her in 7x09 we can tell that he definitely needed her, but she was never there. this is also apparent in fiona’s monologue in 7x12.

also, in season 11 when debbie tells frank, “you ruined love for me!” that definitely also applies to what ian was saying in season 10 about having frank and monica as role models for love. they damaged him so fucking badly and even though he did get a happy ending, he got totally screwed over.

i get that people hate ian for saying that frank was worse than terry in hall of shame, and i made a whole post about that (here!), and although if we’re really thinking about it, yeah, terry was technically worse; ian still went through so much traumatic shit that needs to be taken into account.

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intuitive-divinations · 1 year

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Abundance is coming your way! 🤑🥴

We’re going to look at what area of your life is going to be abundant and how to tap in to it. Happy New Moon in Taurus 🐮. 🤍

✨ Pick - a - picture ✨

Take a few breaths in and out and use your intuition.

Picture 1

Lovers, Ace of coins, Lovers (again), 9 of cups

Currently your life is balancing and readjusting your relationships. 🏋️‍♀️ The universe is making space for more people in your life. Your abundance definitely feels like it’s linked to your network 🌐. Right now you’re being brought support to help you with your desires. I pulled the lovers TWICE for this pile. Someone who really loves you wants to help you accomplish your goals 🫂. This pile is for my entrepreneurs! You’ll be surprised when these offers come to you. It feels like your in the beginning stages of your manifestations 🌱 . Maybe you haven’t been feeling to confident about your plans due to not having people to hype you up. Have faith, there is no other option but for you to succeed. Soon you’ll be shown how much you’re loved and how much people want to invest in you 💵 . Keep your heart open and allow yourself to attract the help you need. You know exactly what you want, all you need is a little help to get there. To attract your abundance faster, you could practice gratitude and write out how amazing you’ll feel once your abundance has arrived ✍️ . I’m also seeing that you should try breathing exercises 🧘‍♀️ . 666 could be significant and your heart chakra💚.

Picture 2

Page coins, 4 of cups, 4 of wands, 7 of coins

In this moment you’re rethinking your manifestations. You thought you knew for sure what you wanted but something is causing you to rethink things 💭 . A job you have right now could not be serving you properly. You might have thought this job was a good idea but now things seem different, potentially even boring/stagnant🥱. On the other hand, some of you might be working a job that is way too demanding and is a source of depression for you😨. Others might think that what you want may be unattainable or unusual but that’s exactly why you should choose yourself and do what you want. The cards are saying to manifest the things in your life that will bring you the most joy and happiness 🌞 . Don’t betray your heart. Your life’s journey will never feel like work and money will never be a source of sorrow once you follow your desires. Make your own path regardless of what others think 👑 . 444 could be significant as well as insects 🐜 🕷️ 🐞.

Picture 3

Queen of wands, Queen of cups, 4 of swords, Ace of swords

Wow! Right now there’s so much expansion. My third eye chakra feels like it’s vibrating. 🥴 Omg I see your abundance coming alongside the expansion of your intuition 👁️. Now is a really beneficial time for you to retreat from the outer world for awhile and expand your inner world. You’ll feel this new moon enhance your mind and spirituality 🌚 . Nurture and cultivate your skills. You’re life is going to start reflecting to you how important it is for you to value your spiritual abilities. Investing in practicing your “clairs” (clairvoyance, clairsentience, clairaudience, etc) will speed up the arrival of your abundance🔮 . You are a natural at the occult. You’re being led to explore more spiritual/ metaphysical things👻. Dark blue/purple colors and jewelry could be significant. I heard “you’re transforming right now”. You’ll soon be flowing through life effortlessly. This is a truly beautiful energy! 🦋

Thanks so much ! 😽

#tarot reading #tarotblr #tarot #pick an image #pick a card #pick a photo #new moon #free tarot readings #intuitive readings #oracle reading #pac tarot #tarot community #divination #tarot reader

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showtoonzfan · 8 months

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Would you say HB is portraying gays like they can do wrong and are perfect? Because every happy/good character/relationship is gay and every character that isn’t implied to be lgbt is pure evil and any m/f pairings imply that one or both of the people involved is at least bi.

Viv definitely prides herself in creating characters who are LGBTQ+ and unapologetically problematic, but if you know her work that’s the exact OPPOSITE of what she’s accomplished. She sees any of her gay characters as uwu babies who did nothing wrong, so yeah I would say that HB is portraying gays as innocent. This is why so many people make posts begging creators to craft gay characters who are nasty little shits because we’re so used to queer media portraying them as soft or pure. And I’m 100% on that boat, gimme some LGBTQ+ evil villains or bad eggs!!

Viv TRIES to get this done by making Angel a mobster who kills people, Blitz an assassin, Stolas a problematic weirdo ect, but despite their character flaws it’s pretty obvious that she wants you to think they’re good and gentle people deep down, that’s why she crafts Saturday morning cartoon villains against them so they look worse in comparison and you’ll have no choice but to side with the one who “isn’t that bad”. Val is a r@pist and Stella is an abuser so I guess that means the characters that murder people are better than them. Angel and Blitz are the worst case since they’re both murders and yet Viv portrays them as helpless and lord knows what she’ll do to Alastor. It’s been obvious from the beginning but Viv just wants her audience to see these characters the same way she does, soft and gentle uwu boys who are traumatized and just need love. I’d say that Val is the only exception since I doubt he’s straight but he doesn’t count since he’s boringly flat and his mere existence is just to make Angel look better in comparison. Vox seems to be the legit only gay character that’s evil and unapologetic but that’s not saying much since we don’t know the guy yet.

I’ve said it a million times but for the love of god she needs to stop being afraid of what her audience will think of these characters and just LET them be bad people and make mistakes WITHOUT it being excused or justified. I’d say that part of her is worried people will think she’s portraying gay people badly which……people already think that lol but in a sense that she’s painting them in a negative light. It’s an issue that some writers go through, they don’t want to give their audiences the wrong intention when it comes to their characters, remember when people disliked Angel because they thought he was in hell for being gay? It’s like that. I’d say you can accomplish this well if you play your cards right as a writer, but Viv unfortunately doesn’t have that skill. She’s under the impression that she needs to make all her gay mlm characters uwu babies while also slapping the same “snarky crude” juvenile personality onto them over and OVER again and it’s just…sickening to watch lol.

#reply #ask #vivziepop critical #spindlehorse critical #helluva boss critical #helluva boss critique #hazbin hotel critical #helluva boss criticism #helluva critical #anti vivziepop

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readbyred · 1 year

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You're writing for the new TD? That's fun! I cannot wait to see more of it 🫶 Would it be possible for if you wrote about contestants that have no dating experience and ask their fellow contestants for flirting advice and strategy? I think this would be especially fun with contestants like Zee, Priya and so on! Thank you if you're writing this! 👐

I already like you anon, that’s a good req. I’ll do a part two if u want, with all contestants even. But for now I have only a few cause some just fit the prompt more/I have an idea for them. So those will b: priya, zee, axel, scary girl, ripper, chase. If you think I have a fav team - you’re totally right haha

Also I hope I understood correctly. If not I can redo it. Like, the character is into sbd (reader) and they ask their friend for advice, yeah?

-> Priya

We all know that her whole thing is being prepared, setting goals and reaching them. Whether it’s Total Drama or med school, she has it all figured out. But there was never any camp or class on having a crush. That’s why, when she realises that she has one, she goes to Millie for help. She has a way of looking at having one as if it’s a task she needs to accomplish, a challenge to win. Needless to say - it didn’t do much. Her crush might not even know she likes them at that point. So to stop herself from making things worse, she confided in her best friend. Millie, as a fan of traditional values above all, thinks that being kind and honest about her feelings is the way. To help Priya overcome her nerves, she proposes that she should get used to her crush by being around them in a group setting. Also, as she states, chivalry can do wonders. After a few days Priya did get more comfortable around her crush, even if only a little. Any time they need help - she’s there! Even if it’s just opening doors. As they get more comfortable with each other, she’ll even propose training them. After all, Millie said that the power of true classical romance can conquer all

-> Zee

As much of an easy going guy as Zee is, he does get a tiny bit worked up about his crush. There never was much of a desire to get into a relationship. Although he is a private person, he does mention some of his feelings to Chase and Ripper. Ah, my sweet summer child. That poor guy had no idea. As soon as they hear him mention having a crush, their eyes light up and they have him sit down, so that they can tell him EXACTLY what to do. They swarm him with incoherent advice, talking one over the other. They see this as their way to show off their incredible game. Of which they have arguably none. They make a ‘game plan’ for Zee, but half of it goes over his head. The other half of information still deals massive damage though. So every time he talks with his crush he pulls those weird moves that do nothing but confuse both parties. He mixes up the pick-up lines, makes multiple failed attempts at the yawn-thing and doesn’t even really get how those things are supposed to improve anything. Imo he’s too chill to really go all out and try to win sbd over in any dramatic way. And acting like somebody different is against his own beliefs. So he only ever listens to their advice if he thinks that it will make his crush happy. That’s for the best to be honest because Chase would be projecting his feelings for Emma and living through Zee’s situation. And I can see Ripper totally quoting some date coach he watches, like, build your crush up and then destroy them to show them who’s boss, don’t smile at women to make them think they have to work for it, compare them to other people. Thankfully it doesn’t work bc it’s Zee we’re talking abt, he wouldn’t. So, good on him. And his crush.

-> Axel

My girl definitely takes her time to realise she might need help. At first she would be trying to impress her crush with her survival skills. But showing up with wild animals half cooked on a stick or leaving trinkets at their shoes might not be the best idea to get her point across. This girl’s like a cat fr! I feel like she would maybe ask Nichelle since she always seems so confident and Axel is one of the only contestants that isn’t intimidated by her fame. Asking her might sound like a good idea, but uhm,, it’s very hit or miss. She doesn’t actually have much dating experience and just like with being athletic - she’s better at talking than at doing. But if anyone can advise Axel how to approach people- it’s her. The key to get to know her crush. She advises Axel to approach it like a task, like learning a new role. Observe, maybe ask their friends or them is she’s not sure about something. Ask them questions about themselves too. It’s not too romantic but it works.

-> Lauren

I’m not sure how badly the things would have to get for her to ask anybody for help. Her methods are… uncanny to say the least. She’s not above tormenting her crush for the hell of it. Actually, it might be her favourite thing to do. But it doesn’t get her far. That’s where Priya comes in. Since they became friends she would feel a bit more comfortable asking Lauren about the whole… situation. She’d be glad to help (despite having very little experience herself) but I can’t imagine Scary girl jumping on the chance. After some time she would give in though, if her crush gets too scared of her. Priya would try to get Lauren to open up more and it’s probably terrifying for all parties involved. But in the end she does convince her eerie friend to at least try to hint to the person that she’s interested in them romantically and will NOT hunt them down for sport (most likely). It’s Scary Girl we’re talking about so it’s about as romantic as it gets

-> Ripper

Just like he said, he has tons of experience and kissed a lot of girls. He’s just… unused to caring about one person. Yeah! Bc, yk, usually he keeps a rotation of hot chicks. No need to get all worked up over one girl that he could very easily have. Still, he does ask Chase for advice. Because he’s a bro and because he’s more so the type to get with someone long term. So, perhaps if his crush proves to be worth it, he might need help with starting his first serious relationship. Ripper’s idea of getting his crush to like him back is to get rich and/or famous. Then they will find him hot. If he’ll have money then he’ll be attractive and cool. Right? Well, Chase does entertain the idea but also tries to get his bro to rizz his crush a little earlier than after they all leave the show. It’s not like he has to ask him long, Ripper has a collection of lines straight from his favourite alphalpha pick up artist podcast and is ready to use them. Chase mostly just hypes him up. But also advises him against things like, yk, farting or talking about human waste (which should be a given but isn’t). Though Ripper is on the fence about it I can see him listening to the advice depending on how his crush reacts to those things. Also Chase tries to be his wingman. Which completely blows his cover, if his crush didn’t know Ripper liked them before - they sure will after Chase gets involved

-> Chase

Now, Chase has definitely been in a relationship. But realistically speaking it could have been his first and only one. And though he’s great, objectively his crush might not jump on the chance to be with him. Like, he’s not rly, yk, emotionally mature. Also, like, he did pee himself/right on the sidewalk on a date bc he couldn’t hold it and that seemed like the best option. Would sell his crush for pizza too. But! He is persistent. And strangely charming in his own failboy way. Still, if puppy dog eyes and following his crush around doesn’t work then he will ask his bros. It will either go great or very very badly. Because Zee could genuinely have some decent advice. And it’s not that Ripper can’t get good ideas. But I feel like he would get really focused on proving his experience with girls and not on actually helping. All in all at least Chase isn’t shy about his feelings, because the flirting advice he is given varies in quality. But at least his crush will know how he feels ig

#listen I’m not even clowning on the podcasts #I listen to some on yt myself even if I can’t really say I need all advice #like yk for dating bc it’s rly gendered #I’m more so expanding on the satire that is his character like ik he’s a parody of the type of guys that often even the hosts of these shows #disagree with #x reader #fanfic #imagine #x y/n #total drama x reader #tdi x reader #td x reader #Priya x reader #axel x reader #zee x reader #scary girl x reader #chase x reader #ripper x reader

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sagesolsticewrites · 11 months

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hi can you write Robin x reader going on their first date

oh dear 😅 so so sorry I’m only just now getting to this request, Nonnie, but thank you so much for the request! This is my first time writing for any of the Stranger Things characters, so please bear with me 😅 I’m hoping I’ll be able to write for them more in the future!

Rain or Shine

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Face upturned to feel the slight drizzle that had cut short your picnic and your attempt to take advantage of the unseasonably warm fall, it takes you a moment to realize Robin isn’t walking next to you anymore. You turn to see her frozen several paces behind you, brown waves turning to damp frizz, her hands stuffed in her pockets.

“I’m so, so sorry, Y/N.” She says, despair coloring every word, “I wanted this to be perfect, because I— I really, really like you, and I’ve kinda wanted to go out with you for ages, and I thought this would be really nice because you said you wanted to have a picnic and I wanted to make you happy but it definitely wasn’t supposed to rain and now it’s ruined—”

Your heart melts as you take in how uncharacteristically nervous she is, reminding you of how she had acted when she first asked you out the week before— a feat that had only been accomplished after much encouragement from Steve and Nancy and plenty of reassurances that yes, you liked her too.

God, she’s really cute when she’s rambling, you think, and in lieu of a response (after a quick glance around to make sure the street is still deserted) you cut her off, slamming your lips to hers.

Robin remains frozen for a moment, but before you can worry that you made a mistake, she’s pulling you closer, one hand reaching up to cup your cheek while the other snakes around your waist.

She tastes like the cherry chapstick she’s always wearing, with a hint of the strawberries the two of you had been snacking on before the clouds had rolled in, and a touch of rainwater (that’s suddenly falling much harder around you, though neither of you take note). The picnic basket slips from your hand and remains there on the wet pavement until you and Robin reluctantly break apart to catch your breath.

“Oh.” Robin blinks owlishly, doing her best to banish the rain from her eyes, “So I didn’t— we’re still okay? Our date isn’t, uh… absolutely ruined?”

“Not at all,” you smile bashfully up at her, faces still barely a breath apart, “Think we can finish our picnic at the library? It should be pretty deserted there, and they let you bring in outside food as long as you don’t go near the books.”

She grins, because of course you would suggest finishing up this date at the library of all places. “Lead the way, sunshine,” she says, dipping to press another, more chaste, kiss to your lips before releasing you.

The two of you race to the library, hands clasped the whole way.

As you arrive at the front doors a damp, giggling mess, you decide that despite the abrupt change in plans, you wouldn’t change a thing about today — rain or shine.

#robin buckley x reader #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley fanfic #robin buckley #robin stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things

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peterpcrkcr · 1 year

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Shy Girl | Peter Parker x Reader

Third person pov.

Requested by @z-iridest

3.4 k words. One shot. I definitely could see me writing more lol.

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The final bell of school was about to roll on Monday. This wasn’t your average monday. It was the day a big news story was going to break and the nerves inside Peter Parker were building up.

“Alright everybody it’s the last week of school so listen up.” Mr. Harrington said in his usual anxious drol. “We have a lot to get through as you’re going to be seniors next year. That means more training, more studying, and more mental dexterity.”

No one was listening. A quiet roar of excited young minds sharing their summer plans drowned out the nearly useless info he was producing.

“Excuse me,” he said a little louder to possibly break through the chatter. “Don’t you guys care about my plans to hold up your brain prowess over the summer?”

“If I’m being honest, no.” Flash Thompson, the alternate for the team who rarely ever came to meetings spoke up. Everyone listened. Everyone except for Peter who was enthralled in a diagram he was making to keep his thoughts in order. There was too much he needed to do by the end of the week to make sure everything was covered for a full summer of crime saving. “We’re all busy worrying about what we actually give a shit about.”

“And what would that be Mr. Thompson?” The teacher asked, though plainly uninterested.

“The massive summer kickoff pool party I’m throwing this Saturday at my mansion!” He said to many cheers and applause of favor. Flash crossed his arms and nodded his head, a smug look of accomplishment across his face.

“Now that’s fine and all but we really need to be focusing on how you guys are going to-“ Mr. Harrington started to rebuff but a knock on the open door stopped him mid sentence.

“Um, Mr. Harrington?” A woman’s voice called from the doorway.

“Yes?” He responded as all the kids turned their heads toward the door.

“I know this is incredibly last minute but we have a new student at Midtown and even though the decathlon season is over, we’d like her to join now so she can feel nice and welcome come next semester.” The administrator spoke.

“Yes, that's fine.” Mr. Harrington said, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The female administrator closed the door, leaving the students to their chatter.

“Now- Flash don’t you think there are more important things to worry about than some party you won’t remember in 20 years?” Mr. Harrington posed to his most ruthless student.

“It’s okay Mr. Harrington, you don’t have to be sad that you were never invited to parties when you were in high school.” Flash responded to a gasp and a chuckle from the crowd.

Peter couldn’t have been more uninterested. Mind wrapped up in a web of tangled thoughts and nerves and worry. 17 years old and on top of the world. He died and was brought back after half of the planet disappeared. He made a hundred powerful friends and made the news a million times. Well, not him necessarily but he was still doing really well for himself. High grades, and life was pretty easy when Happy was in charge of him considering the man was so busy running Tony Stark's estate. A deep sadness hung over Peter though. Not only had so many great things happened, many terrible and heart wrenching things had as well. He felt a sharp heat start to prick the back of his neck.

“Im gonna go to the bathroom.” He said curtly as he stood quickly from the table to walk out of the room. He stopped just a little down the hallway, not even 20 feet from the classroom he was just in.

His breathing started to quicken. Sweat beads popped up on his forehead. His fists clenched at his sides. Maybe it was too much. He wasn’t even a legal adult and yet it was like the whole world was in his shoulders. And there didn’t seem to be single person who could possibly help lift it for him.

Peter closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Two. His shoulders relaxed. Three breaths and his fists unfurled. Four and the color returned to his face.

When he turned on his heel to head back to the room, he opened his eyes and saw a girl standing across the hall. He felt a shiver down his spine and his eyes went wide. The red returned to his face, but the color of embarrassment.

She met his gaze with wide eyes of her own. A hard pink blush bloomed over her cheeks for being caught. She had watched him leave the room and calm down. She looked down quickly.

“Been there long-?” He asked her. She nodded. “That’s embarrassing.”

“Don’t be embarrassed-“ she said quickly, still gazing at the floor. “I was doing the same thing.”

“What?” He asked, confused. “You were out here taking deep breaths so you didn’t freak out in front of everyone you know?”

“Not exactly.” She moved her foot to twiddle with a spare pencil on the ground. “I was taking deep breaths though.”

“Why?” Genuinely, Peter wanted to know.

“Well, I’m a new student during the last week of school and I’ve had an awkward day of being introduced to people who are already fully over the school year so they haven’t really cared about being super friendly.” She said glancing up at him.

“I care-“ Peter blurted out. She let out a soft burst of a laugh. “I mean. I care that you’re having a hard time. I’ve lived here my whole life so I don’t really have that problem, but I definitely know how you feel.”

“You do?” She asked, fully meeting his gaze.

“Yeah,” he smiled at her.

For a moment it was just the two of them standing in the hallway, looking into each others eyes. A silent understanding of emotion holding all of the space between them.

“Do you need help finding your class or something?” He offered.

“Ummm… not really. I was supposed to go into the room you came out of for another introduction but I couldn’t do it.” She looked away, at some student made poster celebrating the end of the school year. Peter looked over her with a soft gaze. She could feel his eyes tracing over her. “It was making me a little anxious.”

“Right-“ he stopped his eyes from wandering and placed a hand on the back of his neck. “Oh! You’re the new student!”

“Yeah.” She chuckled nervously. “That’s me.”

“I’m Peter.” He said offering the hand on the back of his neck to her.

She crossed the hallway and met his gaze. Peter’s eyes fluttered as her perfume filled his senses. Her skin looked soft and her hair was fluffed. Eyes a little red. Possibly from crying, he thought. When she took his hand he felt another shiver up his spine.

“I’m (y/n).” She smiled. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too.” They dropped hands and immediately his hand felt cold again.

“We should probably head in.” She said ducking her head toward the classroom. Peter didn’t move his eyes from her. Something was different about her. Something gentle and soft. She reminded him of a doe. Delicate and stuck in the middle of the street. His weakness. “Peter?”

“Oh, yeah. We should.” He didn’t make a move to the room though. He couldn’t. This was the first time in months that he felt his mind quiet down.

For a silent beat they locked eyes once more. There was a tenderness to it. Sharing a moment of vulnerability with a complete stranger wasn’t common for most people, but Peter had had his fair share. This was different though, because she couldn’t see Spider-Man. She couldn’t see any of it. She only saw Peter. Midtown student and anxious student.

The bell rang, unleashing them from their gaze and the students from their rooms. As the doors flew open, endless conversations erupted into the hall, filling their warm silence.

Mr. Harrington and Flash hadn’t finished their debate about partying as they headed Peters way down the hall.

“Oh! Mr. Parker!” Mr. Harrington smiled. “You must’ve found our new student!”

“Come on now Porker, you didn’t think you could call dibs before anyone even saw her, did you?”

Flash said as he pulled Peter into a tight Noogie.

Peter shoved him with a little extra strength, making Flash clash just enough with Mr. Harrington to knock his glasses off his face. Students walking by trampled right over them. The poor broke teacher bent down and picked them up.

“It’s going to be a fun summer.” Mr. Harrington said, putting the shattered glasses back on. “See you guys Wednesday.”

With that, he was off.

“Whatever Porker.” Flash said, hurrying down the hall.

This left Peter and (y/n) alone once more. Even though it wasn’t even close to silent, when he looked at her he could only hear his own heartbeat in his ears.

“I guess that means the day’s over…” she said sheepishly.

“Y-yeah… right. Okay. Well I’ll see you Wednesday?” He asked. She nodded and started as though she would walk away. He gently pinched her elbow to stop her, which sent a shockwave from her skin to his fingertips as he did it. “Hey-“

“Y-yes?” She asked stopping close to him. So close he could feel the faintest sip of her breath on his face. She didn’t look at his eyes though. Her face was very red and he could almost hear how fast her heart was beating.

“If you need anything this week I’m here for you.” He said in earnest. When she looked into his eyes again he almost wanted to say forever, but forever was never a possibility for him.

“Th-thanks, Peter.” She said with the cutest stutter, her eyes drifting to his hand. He started to blush when he realized he was still holding her elbow. He dropped his hand and looked away. “See you around.”

“Yeah. See ya.” He said, and with that she was off.

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“Dude you missed Flash’s party announcement.” Peter said as he spun another web to swing on his way home from school. Ned Leeds, his best and most trusted friend, was on a video call in Peter’s mask.

“It’s not my fault my aunts came to town for the spring parade. We’re doing all the touristy stuff. I can’t tell you all the stuff I learned about the Chrysler Building today. I felt like I was in school anyway-“ Ned said making Peter grin. “Wait, since when do you care about Flash’s dumb parties? Especially after the one sophomore year?”

Peter’s eyes widened in surprised thought. Ned was right. Why did he care about the party?

“I don’t know. Other than that it was a normal day.” Peter said shaking it off

“Nah, I can tell something’s up with you. Is it about the news announcement today?” Ned asked. Peter had almost forgotten about that considering his mind was wrapped around (y/n) all day.

Peter smiled. He was glad to find out he wasn’t worrying about his usual problems. Something much more exciting had entered his life.

“Well there’s a new girl and she-“

“Dude no!” Ned said. “Leave it to you to meet someone the last week of school. I’ve been single since Betty and I broke up. Wait until college, dude. That’s where the babes will be.”

Peter laughed and shook his head as he dropped in the alley by his apartment for one. 17 and living alone. He could handle it but he had never been lonelier in his life.

“You wanna come over and play COD?” He asked as he threw his backpack in his apartment window.

“Nah, I can’t. My aunties want to go to that cafe where people scream Broadway music at you while you eat.” Ned said smacking his tongue on the top of his mouth.

“Don’t have too much fun.” Peter said jokingly.

“Oh I won’t.” Ned said making Peter chuckle to himself. “I’ll be at school tomorrow morning but I’m leaving at lunch to go see a matinee of Bye Bye Birdie.”

“On a Tuesday?” Peter asked.

“It’s a seniors only showing.” Ned responded. “With the alternate cast.”

“Good luck with that.” Peter said.

“Thanks. Honestly I think I need it more than you right now.”

“Catch ya later.” Peter said. Ned threw up a peace sign and the call was over.

Peter was about to climb inside when his spider senses started going off. Something was wrong.

He closed his window and took off out of the alley. He followed the hairs on his arms toward the feeling. He started to hear the commotion as he moved to the end of the street.

Two men were cornering a young woman by some bodega dumpsters.

“I don’t have anything-“ she said with a teary, terrified voice. “Please, just go!”

“Not gonna happen little lady.” One of the thugs said, rolling up his sleeve.

“Yeah, I see that gold watch you’re wearing. And it ain’t a fake.” The second moron said as they both moved closer to her. Her back was flush against the dumpster and Peter didn’t really have a good view of the situation. No time to waste.

He shot a web at the second thug and threw him hard against the wall of the electronics sales shop next door. (Y/n) screamed in shock.

The second thug turned and started barreling toward Peter, but Peter was faster. He threw one web at his feet, encasing them together. The thug fell flat on his face, but reached quickly into his pocket for a knife.

Peter dodged it, and as it flew by his face he shot a web and the thugs back and whipped him up and into the dumpster, hard.

At this point a small crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle. The local, and world, hero had saved another citizen of New York.

He took a step toward the girl and stopped. He recognized her. (Y/n). She was crying. Shaking. Eyes wide in fear. When he stepped toward her again she tensed up and stepped even more flush against the dumpster.

“Don’t be scared.” He said reaching a hand out. She eyed him. “I’m Spider-Man.”

She didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Fear locked her up. The doe in headlights. He wanted to rip his mask off and laugh and say “haha me again!” But he wouldn’t risk that secrets weight atop her head.

“You don’t have to be afraid.” He said softly, his hand still out-stretched. She looked at his hand and relaxed her shoulders. “You can trust me.”

“You just knocked two guys out cold in like a minute. I don’t know what you could do to me.” She said with a choked voice.

“I just saved you-“ he said surprised.

“Thank you for that, I’m just taken back. You… you really hurt them.” She looked at the man still unconscious on the ground by her feet. “He’s bleeding.”

“Yeah! I’m bleeding too!” The thug in the dumpster chimed in. Peter shook head head.

This wasn’t right. He just saved her. He just took two criminals off the map. She didn’t owe him anything, of course, but this was new.

“You’re sorry for the thugs?” He asked, dropping his hand to his side.

“Well, no…” she said, looking away. “Actually yes? Kind of? They’re still people, Spider-Man.”

“Yeah, bad people.” He said plainly.

The crowd watching were chatting amongst themselves and Peter knew he had to head out soon before the police came to investigate. And before the news bulletin came out.

“IN TODAYS NEWS!” A voice bellowed from one of the television at the electronic store. He felt every hair on his body stand straight.

“We need to go.” He said to her urging her gently with his hand stretched out to her once again. She shook her head.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” She said matter of factly.

“SPIDER-MAN IS ANNOUNCED AS THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE AVENGERS!” The voice bellowed. The crowd standing nearby started cheering. Clapping. And closing in on Peter and (Y/n).

“You’re an avenger?” She asked, marbled eyes looking into the animated eyes of his mask. He nodded.

“Yes, now let’s go.” He said stepping toward her. The crowd moved closer to them both.

“I said im not going with y-“ she didn’t have time to finish her sentence before he webbed her hip and pulled her into his side.

Up up and away to the heights of the skyscrapers and away from the investigative crowd of adoring fans.

“What the hell!” She exclaimed as her leftover tears flew from her face as they swung through town. “PUT ME DOOOOOWN!!”

She screamed into his ear, making his grip on a web falter just a little. She gripped him tighter and as he felt her body press against his, he felt an odd mix of emotions. Annoyance for the fact that she wasn’t very happy to be near him, but solace in the fact that she didn’t know it was Peter.

But if she did? If she could know he’d just saved her life would she still have those tender eyes for him in the hallway? Would she even look at him again?

“I’ve got you.” He said in a tone so soft she felt her breath relax in her chest. “Relax.”

“How!?! I’m like 100 feet high!” She asked.

“More like 500.” He said, which made her hold him tighter. He could definitely feel her racing heart against him. “I won’t drop you.”

“You can’t tell me that!” Her eyes were closed. Closed since she lifted off of the ground.

“Feel the wind, (y/n).” She opened her eyes to stare at the masked crusader. “Enjoy the moment.”

She then felt her entire body take a deep breath. She could feel the wind on her face. The push and pull of his swinging motions. The leap of gravity as they played between the earth and the sky. She started to look around and she started to laugh.

Peter had never heard a more gleeful sound in his entire life.

“Woohoo!!” She yelled as they swung through the burough. “This is awesome!”

Peter watched where he was going most of all, but when he knew the next placement of his web, he watched her. Watched the fear fly away with the wind in her hair. He grinned at every yelp she made, every cheer. Her eyes were shining and sparkling in the light of the evening sun.

When they reached their destination, which was just around the corner from the high school, he set her down. Her legs were like jelly as she took a step. He caught her softly in his arms before she stumbled forward. This time she wasn’t afraid of his touch. She leaned into him. He could tell she could feel his warmth. His body. She wrapped her arms around him and held him. He didn’t know what to do for a second but when he wrapped his arms around her, it was like a glow covered them in their embrace.

Peter couldn’t tell if it had been a minute or ten that she held him. And she was really holding him.

“Thank you for saving me.” (Y/n) said as she pulled out of the hug. She put a large step between them. Brushed a piece of hair behind her head, and looked at the ground by his feet. “I guess I’ll see you around.”

“Yeah…” Peter said dreamily. Until he realized who he was at the moment. He straightened up and started to chuckle with a hand on the back of his neck. “Well citizen, I’ll leave you to your day.”

“Right…” she started as though to walk away but turned quickly back to him. He tensed before she stopped right in front of him and kissed him on his clothed cheek. “Thanks again, Spider-Man.”

“Oh yeah. Yeah. Don’t mention it. Haha…” he had never been more thankful for his mask in his life as he knew he had probably never had his face this red before. “Bye.”

“Bye.” She said, pulling out her phone to make a call. Probably to her parents. Or a taxi. Or the cops.

All Peter knew were the butterflies in his stomach and how he couldn’t wait until Wednesday to see (y/n) again. He was going to ask if she wanted to go to Flash’s party with her. And he hoped more than anything that she would say yes.

#long post #sorry I’m on mobile and idk how to add a post block for a long one so I’m posting this and I’ll add it when I get on my laptop.#peter parker #Peter Parker x reader #imagine #Spider-Man #one shot #fic #wiriting

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mooncaps · 1 year

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Watching and Crying

I don’t know how this show can top the impact of everything it’s already done and I’m sure there will be a lot more I wish they could’ve done, but let’s go!

Okay, just straight in, picking up immediately where it left off. Kind of jarring.

Okay, I guess this is the Titan from the in between.

Ooh, the heart. I was wondering if there was something more to be done with that.

Um, what? Is she the Emperor? The Golden Guard? To quote Hooty from last episode: What’s happening?!

That’s different stained glass, right? I feel like they’re trying to tell me something significant, but it’s not clicking.

Thanks, I hate it.

Ominous vibes from Amity. I don’t think I’m ready for this.

I’m definitely not ready for this!

Okay, so it’s everyone’s worst nightmare. I’m catching up.

Eyyy, callbacks. It’s like an inversion of Covention.

Okay, they keep knocking that hat off and putting it back on. I feel like they’re trying to set up something, but I’m not quite sure what.

Let’s go, Amity!

Yes! More of the certified bop that is The Collector’s Theme. ♫ ♪

Okay, more callbacks.

I can dig it.

Well, uh, mad respect for the attempt, little dude, but I will be shocked if that works.

That’s probably not good.

And there goes the hat again. Tell me your secrets, hat!

Now we’re doing callbacks to Agony of a Witch. I see you.

Okay, but like, they’re not actually killing off the main character at the end of a Disney Channel show. I’m sad for the characters presumably thinking it, but I can’t pull myself out of the meta perspective.

Oh, whoa, it’s a Hooty eye. I didn’t even spot that before.

Oh, that is a look!

Yes! This is a callback I was fully expecting and I’m thrilled to see it.

Bookends in finales are one of my favorite tropes.

Yooo! Titan Luz looks sick!

Loving the new remix of the theme. ♪ ♫

Ooh! Okay, that rings a bell.

Y’all know I’ve been thinking about the hat. Ever since Camila picked it up in 3x01 it’s been on my mind. And when I was passing the time between 3x02 and 3x03, I watched reactors do 1x01 and the thought occurred to me that if the writers wanted to do a full circle moment, then maybe they’d throw back to...

And so this isn’t exactly what I was thinking and doesn’t really involve the hat like I thought it would, but I’m noticing the visual similarity.

(Hang on, let me from the next morning grab a better screencap and...)

Bookending with Titans getting their crowns. What they deserve.

Eeeee! These baby gays always give me life.

Awww, Hooty, you’re adorable!

Her.

Oh my heart’s not ready for this.

Of course she chose all of them. Oh, and she’s wearing Amity’s necklace!

Ooh, new door. Finally accomplished what Luz wanted when she tried to find The Collector in the first place.

Ahhhh! There he is carving palismen! I’m so happy for him!

And Dell gets to teach the trade to someone new. Oh, and Hunter’s got a new palisman.

Whoa. Alright, Amity. Get it, queen.

Eyyyy, Harpy Lilith. I was wondering if we’d ever get to see this.

Rainestorm looking fabulous.

Am I sensing chemistry? (And I’m not just talking about abominations.)

This looks neat, but it’s hard to get a good screenshot with the credits going.

Eda, also looking fabulous.

That’s a good shot. Even Boscha showed up. And I’m glad to see Tiny Nose survived the thorny situation she was in when Belos was taking over.

Also...

Same energy.

Oh, I’m just noticing Bat Queen’s kids growing up. Such precious little monsters.

Ooh, a new glyph.

Woop, Youtube shrunk the final image off to the corner. Me from the next morning has to step in again with a better screencap.

And there we have it.

So, yeah, I’ve watched this twice now. Remind me not to stay up til after midnight waiting for an episode of a show in the future. The second time hit way better when I was well-rested. Er, well, rested anyway.

There were definitely some spots where it felt kind of rushed, and I understand why they had to pack as much as they could into a short space of time, but it still leaves me wishing for more. The nightmares alone could’ve been an episode or two if we’d had a full season 3. But I suppose we can’t dwell too much on what could’ve been.

They did a lot with what they had and made something very meaningful and impactful in my life and I’m sure in the lives of many others. There’s also definitely plenty of room for them to expand into comics or spinoffs, should those opportunities ever arise.

I kind of wish The Collector hadn’t left. For one thing, that last screenshot will always be lacking one character that I would want in a full group shot. And I guess it’s implied that they helped build the new portal door at some point, but I would’ve like too see more of The Collector helping out with the rebuilding efforts. And now I’m quite curious about the Archivists and whatever else is going on in the stars. More potential left open for the future, I suppose.

Gotta say I’m surprised they killed Belos. Not that I’m mourning for him, but I was thinking Luz would probably use the last of her Titan power to imprison him between the realms. I figured that would be a fitting punishment, but maybe killing him was more merciful. And dead to rights, he’d already lived way past his natural lifespan by stealing the lives of others. I’m a little bit surprised that he even could be killed, stubbornly as he clung to life. And I would’ve been afraid to touch that goop for fear of getting possessed, but I guess maybe Luz was still exuding enough Titan power to prevent him from doing that. Anyway, I’m rambling on a tangent now.

Definitely quite a ride. I’m sure I’ll always wish there could’ve been more, but I’m equally sure I’ll always love what we got. And we got so much. Even if we never get anything else, I know this show will continue to spark fond memories in me.

#The Owl House #toh spoilers #Watching and Dreaming #Lumity #my first thoughts on this

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dotthings · 2 years

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There's a lot of content to go through but definitely check out Jensen, Danneel, and Robbie's commentary in this interview with Nerds and Beyond about making the SPN universe more inclusive.

Some bullet points to note:

Jensen acknowledging the era SPN started in and the limits the mothership had. "And I also want to say too just to touch on that because you mentioned Supernatural and the mothership, we did have a lot of older white, straight men. That was just the nature of the show and how it was built and laid out. Everyone was always well aware that it was that and we needed to make an effort not to do that and to diversify." Jensen went on to talk about bridging the eras and drawing on the knowledge of the old guard while opening the universe up to new voices. "we’re looking at things more from a 'let’s make sure we’re getting this right, let’s make sure we’re bringing in people who can do that' but then 'let’s also make sure we’re using every chance we get to broaden our horizons.'"

Danneel talked about the importance of inclusion but also, emphasized that it's accurate for the 1970's: "Yeah, it was a goal, but it’s a reflection of what society truly is and truly was in the 70s. It’s just that television never was an accurate representation of us as people."

Robbie about the inclusiveness on The Winchesters discussed the importance of found family: "Diversity is great, inclusion is better. So we had an opportunity from the jump to really differentiate ourselves by having more than just the two hander. Obviously, this is John and Mary’s supernatural love story, but within that it was who are the people with them? The thing that I really, truly loved about Supernatural whether it was season 1 or season 15 was that family don’t end in blood is really about, to me, is about the family that you find. There’s the family that you’re born into, and for some people like myself they are blessed, it’s a wonderful thing. For others they’re not as blessed, it’s a terrible thing. But then there’s the family that you make and that was really important to be as inclusive in that family as possible from the beginning."

Robbie also mentions that his father is Mexican and his wife is latine. Something to keep in mind.

Robbie differentiating between "diversity" and "inclusion" is also really interesting. To me, that is a reflection on how diversity can sometimes winds up being checking off ticky boxes to fend of accusations of not being diverse enough. Inclusion is far deeper and more thorough. It means the characters are given sustained pov and are crucial parts of the story, not tacked on to say "look how diverse we are."

The link between family don't end with blood and these inclusion issues with SPN has always been fraught, and it's at the point where the anti-found family discourse is very tangled with narrow-minded thinking that wants things to stay stuck in the past and stick to just 2 brothers in the car.

Robbie's acknowledged elsewhere how SPN started out with a small cast, and then grew, so it's not even right wrt the mothership to say it was "only" one thing. But The Winchesters has an opportunity to go much farther and everyone at CMP is taking it. Supernatural is for everybody and that should be reflected on the screen and behind the scenes. I'm really happy about what they want to accomplish here.

#The Winchesters #Robbie Thompson #Danneel Ackles #Jensen Ackles #spnwin #NYCC 2022 #spnwin at nycc 2022

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my-mt-heart · 1 year

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I think I mentioned before that the love triangle is my least favorite trope. It just feels very YA to me, less mature, which definitely doesn’t fit a relationship like Daryl’s and Carol’s, nor their individual characters who are so careful with their hearts. Creating foils for them on the other hand has been very illuminating in some instances.

Even though I don’t like Carol and Ezekiel together at all, I do like seeing Daryl’s jealous side. It’s not a typical jealousy because nothing about Daryl’s character is typical, but it causes him to turn inward and weigh his worth against Ezekiel’s. He knows he’s no king, he isn’t charming, he isn’t a leader, so in his mind, he can’t possibly be good enough for Carol.

But we as an audience learn through the different interactions between all three characters that he could not be more wrong. Daryl understands Carol in ways Ezekiel never could, always putting her needs before his own, respecting her boundaries and her independence. He’s the one who has Carol’s heart, the one who immediately makes her smile when he gives her a gift, the one she’ll say “I love you” to.

The “triangle” if you can really call it that, only takes a wrong turn for me in S11. Carol and Ezekiel do not need to get closure from each other ten times over. They don’t need a long shared arc with far more screentime than the relationship we’re actually invested in, and we don’t need the question of will they/won’t they [get back together] hanging over our heads so close to wrapping the series. Knowing how to use foils also means knowing when they’ve stopped being useful all together.

The same can be said about Carol’s foils. On one hand, Daryl’s and Connie’s dynamic shows us how much Carol is struggling to love herself for who she is. She thinks she’s a bad person, unworthy of Daryl’s love, despite loving him so much she’s ready to sacrifice her own chance of happiness so he can be happy with someone she perceives as “good.”

The romance she keeps pushing for never actually happens though, which in itself reminds us Daryl isn’t an alpha male. He can’t pursue every woman who happens to interact with him. He can’t test the waters with someone he likes or respects. He needs to fall in love first, he needs time, he needs depth, he needs Carol. And that’s all really sweet, but the longer the “Connie” arc drags out, the more superficial it becomes, accomplishing nothing for any of the characters and leaving every viewer unhappy.

Speaking of which, adding Leah to that mix is probably one of TWD’s most controversial writing decisions that everyone (rightfully) resents. It didn’t have to end on such a bitter note though. Unlike killing off Glenn and Carl, which there is absolutely no walking back from, risking Daryl’s character integrity for a random relationship could have at least been the catalyst for Daryl and Carol to finally go canon. The set up is there. We get the parallels between Carol and Leah to tell us who Daryl really chooses and why, but it ultimately goes nowhere. Carol and Leah don’t even get to interact. [Insert long, angry rant about that here].

I’m not looking for a do-over on any of these arcs or for any new ship to take their place (for the love of god, stop with the ship baiting). The more love interests Daryl and Carol garner, the less they feel like themselves and we’re already teetering on the brink of unrecognizable with this ridiculous France premise. But, if there’s more to come for Caryl, some acknowledgement would be good. It only takes a few lines of dialogue to explain to the characters and to the audience why Carol didn’t return Zeke’s feelings, why it wasn’t like that with Connie, why Daryl really got together with Leah. And if handled with care, it could be very impactful

#caryl #carylells #carol peletier #darylneedscarol

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celestemagnoliathewriter · 4 months

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Hello hello…… lovely weather we’re having… the economy and inflation is wrecking havoc in the world but you know what is wrecking havoc in my MIND!? 🤔 any guesses? 🤨 fine, I’ll let you know this….

*sighs in happiness* *sighs again in angst* * sighs in a sigh*

I just want you to know that I have you will be the end of me, in a good way mind you! I want you to know that I have many tabs of your fics open, because you writing is addictive and the pain you cause to my poor lil heart is worth it. 😩😩💔💔🥺🥹🥹 makes me want to thank YOU for the excruciating pain time and time again.

Call Me Edward (I keep meaning to leave reviews, and I WILL! That one has me constantly emotional for Teddy, you know what I’ll send another ask for a director’s cut/symbolism if that’s alright with you? I cried many MANY times will reading this, I think that’s what keeps me from leaving reviews, I’m too busy reaching for Kleenex! 😭 even now as I eat a Jimmy John’s sandwich Im getting teary eyed as I remember all the pain Teddy went through 😩 )

Supernova (my weakness Tedromeda and lil Dora, plus Ted being all grumpy/angry leaves me like 👀 plus jealous Dromeda 🔥 )

The Nymph of the House of Black ( I read some snippets here on tumblr, and it’s been on my tbr list for THE LONGEST time! I believe there’s a scene in this one where Tonks meets that guy with No-Nose and does her best to block him from reading her thoughts? If I’m correct?)

Moonlight Marriage (on my tbr list as well, I see myself gravitating towards that fic in between the CME fic)

The Burdens of Time— this is the latest new fic and it’s already has its very own open tab on my phone, because the summary is everything. Tedoire is such an adorable couple and the whole Time Travel is something you are incredible at. Geez, I don’t know how you do it!

So many fics but it’s worth it, I don’t know how you are able to write so many long fics but I wanted to say thank you (for the heartbreak/healing of my heart as well!) because this is amazing. I hope you know that I appreciate all the hard work you put into your stories (fact check/characterization/dynamics/family history etc) you always leave me amazed, truly.

Please, continue wrecking havoc in both my heart and mind 🥹🥹🥹

@nena-96, this is why you are an international treasure of the HP fandom. This ask was the first thing I saw this morning and it's put SUCH a huge smile on my face (including me being the end of you emotionally, that's a fun accomplishment!).

Send me ANYTHING you like for any of my stories, including Call Me Edward! That was my first Teddy-centric fic. I put that cinnamon bun through hell and back and it was a ton of fun!

Supernova, my current muse, with heavy Tedromeda angst and darling little Dora. Just wait till you see what I do to Andromeda. JUST WAIT.

Oh ho my time traveling Tonks story!! Yes, Tonks becomes Dora in that one too, but a very different Dora from Supernova. The Dora of NOHB is severely traumatized, definitely more than Dora from Supernova. Neither version of Dora escapes my torture, however :D

Moonlit Marriage!! My favorite fic from 2023, hands-down. I think it's some of my best writing and characterization of Remus and Tonks. Putting them in an arranged marriage let me get to their personalities by putting them in this pressure cooker of emotion and then blowing them up. That was an emotional ride for me too.

The Burdens of Time - I started writing that last May. I love the concept of sending characters back in time, especially ones like Teddy who have lost so much. This time around I decided to send him back with Victoire, so he would have someone to lean on (even if he's currently crushing on her hard), and Scorpius and Albus, to shed some light on how the 'Lightning Era' kids would've been perceived by outsiders. Scorpius is *not* going to be impressed by young Draco, and Albus is going to be underwhelmed by young Harry. Lots of feelings will happen all around!

Thank you Nena, you are truly a treasure.

#asks #send asks #nena is an international treasure #she should be protected at all costs #remadora #tedromeda #tedoire #torturing blorbos is my favorite

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vampyrsutton · 2 years

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YakuLev~Dirty Talk

Summary:

Yaku may talk a big game, but he is weak to Lev talking dirty in his ear.

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Dirty Talk, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Size Difference, Size Kink, Hand kink?, Just google a picture lev's hands, He is the son of Slenderman istg, Petnames, Yaku is a Brat

“So what was that you were saying earlier about bringing me down to your level?” Lev snickered into his angry senior’s ear who he had pinned to the wall next to his bedroom door, the shorter trying not to squirm against the thigh holding him to Lev’s level.

“Sh-shut up you stupid beanstalk,” Yaku huffed, trying to keep his dignity despite knowing what was coming. “We’re eye level now aren’t we?”

“True, but if you wanted to be riding my thigh, all you had to do was ask, Yaku-san. No need to be a brat about it. You know I would’ve been more than happy to take you apart before practice, but instead you decide to bully and pick on me all throughout. Why is that, huh Yaku-san?”

“It’s not my fault you suck. You’re lucky your stupid giraffe limbs make up for you.” The smaller man glared, knowing Lev knows he doesn’t mean it to hurt him.

“Hmmm, fair enough, but I don’t think your attitude has anything to do with my lack of volleyball skills. No, I think you just like the punishment that comes after. Am I wrong, Yaku-san?”

Yaku bit back a noise as he glared to the side. “Shut up. You’re definitely way off!”

“Oh?” Lev gave one of the feline-like smirks that seemed to be a prerequisite for joining Nekoma. “Are you sure about that, Yaku-san? I don’t think I am.” He gave a breathy chuckle by Yaku’s ear; an action he knew pissed the older off as much as it riled him up as he moved a hand down to move the collar of Yaku’s track suit to the side to nibble under his ear.

“Well you are! Whaaaa- Why would I be t-trying to get punished, stupid Lev?” Yaku was pouting now even as he moved his head to give Lev better access to his neck.

“Oh I don’t know. Couldn’t have anything to do with the thrill you get from me describing exactly how I’ll be putting you in your place. As many jabs as you make at my ‘freakishly long limbs’, you don’t seem to have any problem when they’re finding every last sweet spot you have. When I have you pinned against the wall like this? Don’t think I can’t feel you through your track pants, Yaku-san.” Lev shifted his thigh just slightly and his smirk grew at the little choked off sound Yaku gave in response with an abandoned thrust.

“Sh-shit. Don’t move, idiot.” Yaku breathed out as he tried to cover his face with an arm.

The half-Russian snickered as the hand not holding Yaku’s collar out of the way, pinned the offending arm to the wall above his head, earning a whine. “Shhh. I’ve got you Yaku-san. Just bringing you up to my level is all. We both know how much you like the view from up here. Especially when you’re against the wall like this and I can reach down and open you up with my long fingers you love so much. With how it’s so easy for me to find your prostate right off the bat. Or completely avoid it if you’re being particularly bratty. But you like that too don’t you Yaku-san?”

Yaku leaned his head back to avoid having to look at Lev as he bit back another whine, but all this accomplished was exposing more of his neck for Lev who drank in the site hungrily. Yaku had been wearing the collar of his jersey up the past week of practice and Lev could clearly see why with the fading marks he left littering his senpai’s throat.

“Awww~ Did Yaku-san want me to mark him up some more. Was he sad the old one’s were fading?” Lev whispered as he trailed kisses and nips down Yaku’s neck.

“Mmm~ Sh-shit. Please, Le-” Yaku clamped his mouth shut before he could finish his plea.

“Aw, Yaku-san,” Lev whined despite the smirk still adorning his face. “Come on, none of that.” He let go of Yaku’s wrist to caress his face with his thumb near his mouth. “Let me hear your pretty sounds,” he teased the libero before he pulled his jersey a bit to the side and bit into his shoulder.

“Ahhh~ Fuck, Le-b!”

Yaku’s words were muffled when Lev slipped his thumb in his mouth to keep it open as he pleased.

“Much better, Yaaa- ohohoho~ Come on, Yaku-san. That’s playing dirty.” Lev laughed when Yaku first nipped at the intruding digit before sucking it further into his mouth, making eye contact now with a triumphant gleam in his eye.

Yaku knew what it did to his giant when he did this, and, despite how much he liked it, he wasn’t going to be the only one teased. He moved his own hands from where they were gripping Lev’s shoulders, trusting the younger to not drop him as he took hold of the hand on his face to pop the thumb out of his mouth and instead start sucking on the three middle fingers, a challenge in his eyes as he maintained eye contact.

Something seemed to snap in Lev’s own eyes as he pulled the smaller away from the wall and walked over to place him on the bed and hover over him.

“You are so lucky my sister leaves whenever you come over after that one time. Clothes. Off. Now.” Lev ordered, already stripping his own shirt off.

Yaku just smirked from his position under the taller first year as he followed orders, stripping his jacket and shirt off but leaving his pants. He knew how much Lev enjoyed manhandling them off while marking him. A small perk of dating a human slenderman.

“Lucky, huh? Well lucky at least one of you got common sense, yeah,” Yaku teased, hoping to rile the giant up more.

Green eyes bore into his own as his smirk returned, “Careful, chipmunk. We still have practice tomorrow.”

“Hmm, what about it? Like you could fuck me good enough to change anything.” Yaku knew he was playing with fire.

“Ohhh, feeling real bratty today, huh?” Lev snickered as he reached into his bedside drawer to pull out lube and a condom. “Guess I won’t be doing extra receiving drills this week,” he loomed over Yaku once more, “‘cause I’m gonna make sure to fuck that attitude right out of you.” Lev whispered into the smaller’s ear before devouring his mouth in a kiss.

“Mmm~ I’m g-gonna,” Lev nipped at his bottom lip as he drew him closer by his waist to start manhandling his pants off. “Fuck. Gonna hold yoooou,” Lev was nibbling and biting down his neck now as he worked his underwear off. “You to thAt! Leeeev~!”

Lev had apparently already lubed up his hand and had his long fingers wrapped around Yaku’s cock where he pumped it slowly. “Like that, Yaku-san?”

“Ahhh~ Ha-Hardly. Gotta d-do better than thAaaaa~!” One of those long fingers had now slipped inside of him and had Yaku pointlessly biting back a whimper.

hands under Yaku’s thighs, moving them how he wanted. “I did promise that didn’t I?” He hummed.

“Get on with iiI-Ahhhh~!” Yaku was practically folded in half as Lev sped up his thrust, fucking into him harder and leaving Yaku with no other option but to either cling to the bedspread or him for dear life.

Lev was hitting his prostate almost every time and Yaku could barely say anything other than moan the younger’s name. Just like the rest of him, Lev’s dick was long and when he got like this? Yaku already knew he wasn’t leaving this bed without at least a limp. Not like he was complaining, especially when the giant was as energetic in the bedroom as he was on the court.

#levyaku #lev habia #yaku morisuke #haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! smut #lev x yaku #kinktober #kinktober 2020

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femmefatalevibe · 2 years

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How do I stop feeling jealous and compare myself with anyone who seems to be doing well in life? Why can’t I feel happy for them? I feel so inferior when I see anyone flourishing esp people I personally know. I feel super competitive even if it is not what I truly want. How can I stop feeling jealous, please help me. It’s making me feel miserable 🙏🙏🙏

Hi love! First, I’m sorry that you’re struggling with some insecurity and jealous thoughts now! I want to validate your feelings and let you know you’re not alone. It sounds like you’re dealing with issues related to low self-esteem and need to build up your confidence/sense of self.

Here are my tips on how to build up your self-esteem and confidence, practice self-love, and manage your jealousy/deal with insecurity. Hope this is useful for your journey! xx

HOW TO BUILD SELF-ESTEEM & DESTROY JEALOUSY/INSECURITY

Get out of your scarcity mindset: Jealousy and envy all come from a place of lack. When you feel like you’re in competition with others, you’re essentially saying that there are limited opportunities or spots available in the world for you to claim the same achievement or title. E.g.: If you’re jealous that someone is getting better grades than you, has a lower body weight, has certain clothes, etc., you’re perpetuating the narrative that only a few people can have these accomplishments. This assumption is simply not the case! There’s always room for another high achiever, athlete, creative talent, employment within a certain career/industry, etc. Even if your success and route to success look different than the people you’re currently perceiving to be your competition, their accomplishments don’t take away from your potential in any way. Seek ways to cultivate an abundance mindset (can answer more specific questions on this, if desired, or dedicate another post to this topic, too!). Remember: There are an infinite number of unique opportunities, definitions of success, accomplishment, and fulfillment in this world and within your community/circle of influence.

We’re all the stars of our own movies: By nature, we are all self-focused. The only person you spend your entire life with is yourself. So, by design, we all see every decision or action (whether of our own or that of others), relative to ourselves – either how it affects us or how it stacks up against our own accomplishments or lived experiences. One of the most freeing facts to realize is that we all think this way! The person you feel jealous of is also probably thinking about how they’re doing in life relative to you and others as well. We are all the stars of our own movies – aka our life paths and lived experiences – everyone else is an extra, supporting character at the end of the day. While it’s important to form connections and live with respect and consideration for others, it’s important to focus on how your decisions, actions, and words affect your life trajectory. People don’t think about you nearly as much as they think about themselves. Remind yourself to focus on doing the same.

Stay in your lane: On a similar note, cut out the noise. Decide to focus on what you want out of life instead of thinking about what others are doing. Every second you waste thinking about what someone else is doing, you’re taking time away from working on your goals or doing something you love. The only person who can truly bring you happiness and fulfillment is YOU. Never give this special power away to anyone else!

Cultivate your sense of self: Once you start focusing on yourself, it’s time to find yourself. I’ve linked a few of my previous posts HERE, HERE, and HERE on how to cultivate your sense of self, design your dream girl archetype (ideal self/self-concept) and write out a personal manifesto – essentially a written document affirming all of your unique qualities, strengths, goals, and affirmations.

Design and implement daily confidence-boosting habits & self-love rituals: After you define who you are, your ideal self, and the qualities, character traits, skills, and values that define your current/future identities, you need to implement the right mindset, habits, and rituals to help you transform into the highest version of yourself. Think of habits or rituals as a form of confirmation bias to affirm any new self-perceptions (e.g.:I am worthy, confident, and self-sufficient. I succeed in my career field of choice, hold my own in conversations, and communicate with class and elegance), ways of living (I’m an early riser who knows how to prioritize and focus and get things done, go to the gym 3-4 days a week, etc.). In other words, once you start refining your speech, time blocking tasks, going to the gym, etc., you’re living as the person you want to be, so by the law of assumption, you’re attracting your ideal reality into existence through taking these consistent actions. Here’s a simple strategy to help you discover the most important habits and self-care routines you need to implement into your life:

What are my priorities in every area of my life (school, career, physical/emotional health, self-development, relationships, personal branding, finances, etc.)?

What goals do I consider non-negotiables in my life (short or long term)?

What areas of my life need the most improvement? What story do I tell myself about this situation? What are my current habits/thinking patterns in this area of my life? How can I reframe these thoughts to help myself? Why am I self-sabotaging?

What activities and people make me feel my best? What gives me energy? What helps me to unwind, relax, and destress?

Practice self-respect: While it takes some practice, the best way to unlearn jealousy is to practice self-regard, take care of yourself, and stay unbothered when it comes to the choices of others and their opinions about you. It becomes easier to remain unbothered once you create a life and personhood you love. Once you cultivate your sense of self and practice habits that build your self-love and confidence, you understand why we all need to look out for ourselves and the freedom this personal agency provides. This mindset and way of life also help you better empathize with others and value their need to do the same.

Remember, this process takes time, but the best thing you can do when you feel jealous or insecure is to focus on yourself and the unique qualities you have to offer yourself and the world. This mindset and understanding that there are infinite pathways to success and fulfillment, open your mind to help you get creative and strategize ways to reach your potential or satisfy your desires.

Once you cheer yourself on, you realize the competition is an illusion. The right members of this former club become your allies. Together, you can lift each other up to create an unstoppable support team. Haters only offer white noise or envy that proves you’re doing something right. Only those who take time to think about you privately will share their assumptions about you in public.

Best of luck! You got this xx

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yyumemika · 2 months

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A Premature Burial Episode 4

A Premature Burial

Episode 4

Season: Winter

Characters: Kuro, Nazuna, Mika, Shu

Shu: However, if you use your brain, you should be able to speculate for yourself.

This is simply a villa, and the Itsuki family's main residence is in Kansai. That’s why I go back to the “countryside” often during new year’s and such.

Because of the trouble I had in the surrounding area, I met you.

Mika: Nnah, I always wondered what Oshisan was doin’ in my hometown… Huh, but when ya ran away from home with Ryu-kun-san ya didn’t say anythin’?

Shu: I suppose it was around that destination. At the time, my world was extremely narrow, I knew practically nothing of the region.

Well, after all, I coludn’t get anywhere with my child’s feet, and my little childhood adventure came to an end with no accomplishments—

Mika: That’s where I got t’ meet ya~? Besides, Oshisan can go wherever now, right?

Shu: I wonder. Even if I’m able to discuss art in a foreign language with westerners in Paris, my flesh and blood are still held captive by this suffocating building.

That’s the feeling I have. Humans can simply never be free from their bonds.

Things will always come along to firmly restrict us. Like a marionette with tangled strings.

Mika: Oshisan…

Shu: Ah, what a strange thing to say. I don’t think we should be standing around talking by the eaves, shall we go in?

While we’re at it, answer me this first, the reason I brought you here is because I don’t want to meet with my family alone. Do I need any other reason?

Mika: But, yer family ain’t that scary.

Shu: They aren’t particularly scary, but we don’t have a good relationship. The hierarchy that has been instinctively ingrained into me since childhood is certainly not something that can be ignored.

On that point, if you’re here my family more or less have to keep up their appearance, thus they will go easy on us and I’ll be spared. They too have somewhat taken a liking to you.

Mika: Even though the first time I came here I completely ignored ‘em… I guess I was just real confused and surprised that Oshisan took me in so suddenly.

But I feel like it took some time fer me to open up. If we were gonna live together under one roof, I should express my feelin’s normally.

Aha. first the orphanage, then Oshisan’s house, now Starmony Hall… If I really think about it, I’ve always lived with other people.

Shu: If you’re not happy with that then find a family that you truly wish to live with from now on.

You have hands and feet for that. You have a free soul that is bound by no one. Neither god nor person can stop you from doing that.

Nazuna: Hell~o, Kagehira?

Hmm. You’ve arrived at Itsuki’s house and dropped off your luggage so you’re taking a little break?

So you thought it’d get busy in the morning, and had an early lunch so you could call at noon.

Since Itsuki hurriedly booked a flight and arrived home late, you waited to join him…

Yeah. He didn’t plan on coming home as normal, so he arrived a little later than you.

Hm? It’s lunchtime for me, so I’m just eating lunch as normal?

Yeah… Kuro-chin thinks he can persuade me, he’s using the excuse that he “made too much” to serve me his home cooking…

Kuro: I’m not giving up, Nito.

Nazuna: Hm~… I’ll introduce you to Tomo-chin, I don’t think he’ll resist since he’s always made to wear girls' clothes.

Kuro: I think Nito is a better fit.

Nazuna: I’d rather hear you say that in a completely different situation too… Well, if I’m substituting for your little sister I guess it’s a little different to crossing.

No, whether I like it or not, isn’t it just regular old crossdressing? I don’t get anything out of it?

Kuro: It’s okay. Have some self confidence, Nito, you’re definitely cuter than any other girls.

Nazuna: I’m not happy… You’re so stubborn. That’s exactly what I’d expect from Itsuki’s childhood friend— You’re really similar.

Whatever. Anyway, Kagehira, not to be overbearing, but if anything happens get in touch right away.

Ra*bits have gotten into a strange situation where we’re slowly getting less work, so I have free time. Yeah, I’m not trying to interfere just for fun.

I know I’m not powerless… Maybe I just want to prove that I am able to help someone.

Kuro: You don’t need to prove it. At least right now, you’re helping me.

Nazuna: Oh~ Geez~ What a pain~ You were never the type to whine like this, Kuro-chin? Are you feeling alright?

Kuro: I’ve got a lot of stuff going on. I want to grow out of the dependable, understanding big brother type that doesn’t cause trouble for anyone.

No. I’m in the middle of searching for who I am and what I want to do.

Nazuna: Is that trying to ask your closest male friend to wear elementary school girl’s clothes…? If that’s your true nature you should hide it and not show it to anyone, it’s weird.

Kuro: That’s so mean, I asked you because you’re my closest friend.

Nazuna: Hmph. Oh well, it’s rude to be on my phone while I’m eating, so I’ll hang up. I don’t really understand— but do what you can.

It must be tough looking after Itsuki. But that’s what you want to do… Kagehira♪

#raison d'etre #ensemble stars #enstars #shu itsuki #mika kagehira #kuro kiryu #nazuna nito #english translation

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