#Adam Met literally has a doctorate

[transexualbutchfagdyke]

your brother literally has a docorate

#songs r 3 O'Clock Things and Worlds Smallest Violin by AJR #Adam Met literally has a doctorate #its like of human law or smth. hes a law student and his brother is singing about how he couldnt finish 😭😭 #ratt squeaks

[harrysmimi]

Okay okay soooooo this is my request. You totally do not have to but I thought it was cute. So Harry is himself and YN is a teacher at an art teacher at a school and he comes to visit them and the kids react to them being a relationship with himmmmm👀

Also I love your writing and I think you’re amazing❤️❤️

Idk about art that much. But music counts as art as well. Hope you don't mind.

Lunch Time

Synopsis: One where YN's students are shocked to see her husband (WC 1365)

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"Oh my god! Ms. YLN, Harry Styles literally has the same jumper as you!" Mary, one of YN's students exclaimed as soon as she walked in.

"Oh my— that's literally the same thing!" John, the other one from the very corner of the classroom.

YN was a highschool Music teacher, she was a big part of the art department of her school. All students loved her for some reason she never can pin point.

Today she wore one of her husband's jumper, a old brown one with green designs on the hem and the above the cuffs of the sleeves. When she originally picked it out of her husband's side of the closet she never thought it was something he wore in public where he was pictured.

She's been having symptoms of common flu lately after she visited her mum who had flu as well. Her husband being away on a tour from past six weeks. Though he's returning home later today she still felt the meed to put on one of his jumpers. They are soft, they're warm and they smell like him even though they've been washed.

She could not take few days off as she had already taken all her paid leaves to go see her husband at his Manchester shows. She needed that money to pay off her students loans.

YN never in a million years thought her students, who are bery obviously her husband's hardcore fans to recognise his clothes. It wasn't her first time wearing his clothes to work, that's all she wears om days she doesn't feel like dressing up.

"Oh thank you Mary, it's a gift." YN said. "Okay class settle down now." She began with her class her music history lessons. Taking a small five minutes break to go bring her water bottle she forgot at her office like an idiot.

Just as was about to leave her office, she got a text from her husband. He was coming home early when she told him a yesterday that she was starting to feel sick. He'd seen her be sick just once and it was just awful. He took the first flight home immediately after his show last night from France, which was very late in his opinion.

Mister⭐

- Hiya my love.

- I just landed in London

- Will bring your fave lunch today and we can go see a doctor.

- I love you so much! xx

It warmed her heart to see that. She sent him her lunch time.

- Yes, please.

- I'll ask later if I can take rest of the day off.

Mister⭐

- Yeah, do that baby.

- See you soon!

YN went back to her class but dismissed them early to move onto her next class with her headache boring holes into her skull from inside out. Again she had her students pointing out her jumper.

......................................................................

"How is Mrs. Styles doing?" Harry asked as soon as he stepped into her office with a bag of food from her favourite place, he carefully placed it on her desk.

It had been over a good six months of them getting married and he's still obsessed with her calling that name, especially since she had been so adamant about wanting to take up his last name. He's smitten like a little baby kitten.

"I took a painkiller for my headache but I think I still need to sleep on it." She explained, getting up from her chair and metting him halfway around her desk to take upto his welcoming hug.

"Yeah? We'll go home soon, okay?" He caressed her hair feeling her shake her head in agreement to him. "Gimme a kiss before we eat and I take you to go see doctor."

"I'm sick, don't want you to get sick." She lifted her head up to look at him.

"I literally won't get sick." He counter and got his kiss, smearing his lips onto her.

"We can actually go now, I already talked about taking a sick leave for the rest of the day and tomorrow." She shared.

"We can eat first, I know you skipped your breakfast." He made her sit down and eat as he talked about the shows she misses, which were all of them except for the London and Manchester shows. About the One Direction shirts someone threw at him which he brought with him, the other one he saved for her. Just as she was about say something, there was a knock on her door.

"Ms. YLN do you mind if I come in?" It was Mary, from the class earlier.

YN's head shot to look at her husband who looked completely unphased chowing down his noodles with his best chopsticks using abilities.

"What?" He shrugged.

"She's your fan!" She whispered. Having him caught off guard.

"Go on, I don't mind." Was his answer to her surprise.

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Come in, Mary." YN called but not before taking another glance at Harry.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your lunch time, Ms. YLN, I needed help with this assignment that—" the girl with blue dyed hair was completely froze to surprise seeing someone at her professor's office she never could have expected. "Oh my god!"

Harry actually chuckled earning a glance from his wife though he had his shy kode switched on there, "What do you need help with, Mary?"

"I, uhhh... I actually forgot..." She stuttered looking back and forth between the couple, printed notes in her hands, "this, this assignment— I'll come in tomorrow."

"No it's alright, I'm taking a day off tomorrow." YN shared, "don't want your assignment to be delayed."

"Oh— okay." She gulped nervously.

YN went back to her chair behind the desk and had her students doubts cleared up. Though it took her long time to realise she probably did not get a thing.

"Email me your doubts, I'll and refer to the sites I recommended." YN said, writing down a couple of referrals for online sites. "It's okay, you can talk to him."

"Oh my god, Harry! I'm such a huge fan!" Mary bursted out pointing at her Fine Line hoodie.

"Thank you so much." Harry smiled shyly.

"Can, can I ask for a picture?" Mary asked but regretted it as soon as she spoke.

"Actually do you mind if we don't? I can write you up a note." Harry suggested instead.

"That's totally fine! Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" She freaked out.

"It's alright." Harry assured her. YN smiled and handed him a pen and her sticky note pad. Harry scribbled a sweet note for the girl and signed it for her. "Thank you."

"No, thank you so much." Mary smiled accepting the note Harry gabe her.

"Mary, please don't tell anyone just yet about this if you can." Harry spoke. "Maybe wait for a few days.

"Yeah, no I won't. I really won't." The girl was freaking out, she waved at him before leaving.

"She won't tell anyone Harry, don't worry." YN assured him getting back on her previous seat next to him.

"You think so?"

"I know so." She affirmed, "I've known her for quite a long time now. She's one of the nicest students I have."

"I'm gonna take your word on that." He smiled.

"Oh, and I got my new professor's ID today." YN reached for the ID kept on her desk face down. It had her name changed on her to Prof. YN Styles which had Harry smirking.

"Still won't be able to fathom we're actually married!" His cheek muscles ached from smiling so much in the moment seeing the ID card.

"Neither can I." She chuckled.

They'd known each other for only a year when he proposed and they got married a few months later. It wasn't rushed. But it was still surreal.

Harry was still anxious about Mary trying to post about their little interactions but she didn't. Harry never saw anything on the internet about them. He was relieved to say the least.

YN students liked her enough to not talk shit about her. Plus they needed their good grades to pass out of school.

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[maddymoreau]

Banban Analysis

I think Banban's story is the most interesting part of Garten of Banban and I'm extremely excited to see how it plays out. This discussion is essentially going to breakdown what Banban is and go through some of his behavior in the first four chapters.

Banban is the #6 experiment created by combining human genome from one of the doctors named Uthman Adam with Givanium for the upcoming Bring-A-Friend Day.

At the time Case #6 was considered a success outside one flaw. He views himself as human and as the actual Uthman Adam.

Once Case #6 and the real Uthman Adam were introduced to each other this lead to disaster.

As described (in Case Report #13 Update #3) Case #6 has a complete meltdown.

Which results in two things happening:

1. Case #7 named Banbaleena is created.

Since Dr. Weverly Mason was the only person Case #6 was willing to communicate with it's speculated her genome was used to create Banbaleena. Especially since the real Dr. Uthman and Dr. Mason are close.

While Case #6 and Banbaleena both view themself as their human genome donor only Case #6 was introduced to his.

It's unconfirmed how Case #6 perceives Banbaleena. Either as her human genome donor or something else. Regardless he recognizes something in Banbaleena resulting in their long hug.

Banbaleena helps Case #6 feel less alone however it doesn't change his disobedient and aggressive behavior.

Sidenote while this part is also speculation the parallels felt too similar to not mention:

During Chapter 3 when Case #6 has us make Nabnab a companion he say, "Nabnaleena was that solution. We had a theory that Nabnab was as aggressive as he was due to his loneliness."

While part of the reason we're creating Nabnaleena is because Nabnab is on the hunt making it too dangerous to do anything. I think since Banbaleena helped ease Case #6's loneliness that's part of the reason he has us help finish creating Nabnaleena. As a way to help Nabnab no longer feel lonely.

2. They used a newly-modified Givanium to lower Case #6's ability to self-think.

We actually witness Case #6 fall victim to his primitive instincts during one of the secret tapes in Chapter 3:

Case #6 is constantly struggling in between an internal battle Uthman Adam (who he perceives himself as) VS Banban (his violent primitive instincts).

After all it's Banban who has it's iconic quote:

Even though Case #6 has met the actual Uthman Adam he still perceives himself as the real one.

We witness this through countless dialogue. Even during the creation of Nabnaleena this is mentioned. "We had a theory that Nabnab was as aggressive as he was due to his loneliness." Referring to himself as one of the doctors despite the fact Case #6 isn't.

The saddest example being this conversation in Chapter 4.

"I feel now is a good time to introduce ourselves, which we haven't done up to this point if you can believe it. I am Uthman. I worked here before everything came crashing down, literally and figuratively."

"My coworkers and I should've spoken up sooner. Perhaps all of this should've been prevented then. But then again, my coworkers weren't really friends in those last couple of months anyway, so it would've needed some good planning."

"You ever had those friends that suddenly turn on you for no reason? To say mine turned on me would be an understatement. They suddenly stopped talking to me. They looked at me like I was some sort of monster. Sometimes I lose my temper, sure, but it seemed excessive. I was and still am confused, to say the least."

The awful way Case #6 was treated by his "friends" could also explain his behavior in Chapter 2.

"Look, i'm sorry I hit you but you gotta understand I needed something from you that I could only get if you were unconcious and I was all out of sedatives. If you'd seen me, you wouldn't have trusted me, I know it. But there was one thing I didn't lie to you about, and that's me knowing why you're here."

I find Case #6's confusion SO INTERESTING!!! You have a character who knows others view him as a monster yet he cannot understand why. Since when Case #6 looks in a mirror he sees "himself."

While Case #6 holds all of Uthman's memories before his creation.

Who is the ACTUAL Dr. Uthman?

We have these two notes.

Along with one letter between Dr. Uthman and Dr. Mason discussing the ball pit which reads, "This thing can barely support the amount of children we have enrolled in the kindergarten. We're having double that tomorrow. Something really bad is going to happen, and we need to be as far away from here as humanly possibly when it does. We've been on the bad side of the wrong people for a long time, and if we're still here when everything goes down, it will be the end of both of us. If not at the hands of angry parents, then at the hands of our superiors."

"A place like this should not exist. The stuff we've witnessed here should not exist. The casualties that will result from this catastrophe will only serve the greater good; which is shutting down this place once and for all."

"I'll have a plan ready for tomorrow. now, you just pack your things."

We don't know if this plan, Bring-A-Friend Day or something else are the result of how things have turned out.

Regardless both Dr. Uthman and Dr. Mason were unable to escape. We don't know what happened to Dr. Uthman but we do know Dr. Mason is currently with our child (from the notes they've left).

Boarding passes found in Chapter 1:

There's one MAJOR difference between the real Dr. Uthman and Case #6. Unlike the real Dr. Uthman who was prepared to abandon ship even viewing the potential disaster and casualties as something for the greater good.

Case #6 wants to help and even acknowledges, "My coworkers and I should've spoken up sooner."

While Case #6 may be hiding another ulterior motivate since he retains most memories of Uthman including knowledge of the secret down in the basement.

I think overall he's being honest with his goals mentioned in Chapter 2, "But there was one thing I didn't lie to you about, and that's me knowing why you're here. You're here for your children. I, too, am working towards saving them if you can believe it. But someone else has them. Someone far stronger than you and me both that resides deep in the abyss."

However due to the internal struggle he experiences falling into his violent primitive instincts from the newly-modified Givanium. When control is lost that alters his goals to eating our pancreas.

Case #6 is constantly having to work around himself.

For simplicity in this upcoming section I'm going to refer to regular Case #6 as Uthman and the Violent Instincts as Banban.

Chapter Two

The first Case #6 we meet is in Chapter Two is Banban.

At first tricking in the player and hitting them from behind Banban says, "Three birds with one stone!"

Note: Mr. Kabob Man the statue in Chapter 3 that imitates Banban also says the quote, "Three birds with one stone!"

"I get all of your keycards, I get the perfect specimen AND I don't have to deal with that thing down there. And it's all thanks to YOU! Oh come on, I didn't hit you THAT hard. Or maybe I did. Either way, it's best you take a nap while I prepare for our little surgery."

Despite this they also leaving us a note warning about the attack. However it reads as more of taunt to me.

While Banban mentions a surgery and using us a specimen nothing actually happens to the player.

Uthman could’ve gained controlled but I think that Banban was possibly prepping things when we woke up earlier then expected.

Since during Banbaleena's class Banban says, "Also teachers, please keep in mind that we are on the lookout for a very, very naughty student believed to be accompanied by a drone. If you catch them, call Principal Banban’s office immediately."

Very very naughty doesn’t feel like something Uthman would call the player.

When we later reunite with Case #6 there's a glass barrier between us. We can tell this is Uthman due to his behavior. He apologizes, is upfront with his goals and informs the player of a way to escape Banbaleena and Jumbo Josh.

Chapter Three

We first encounter Uthman over the speaker system.

"Glad to see you made it! I don't know how you did it, but then again you survived a giant elevator crash so I guess I shouldn't be surprised."

"Also, again, I apologize for hitting you over the head. In fact, it is for this reason that I believe we should not meet face-to-face. You see, for whatever reason I am prone to violent instincts, and I do not trust myself to not give into them again."

"I have locked myself inside of a surveillance room. That way I can help without being a danger to you."

Uthman sticks to his word helping the player throughout the chapter. It's ONLY when brought face-to-face by Stinger Flynn that Case #6's violent instincts come out. Being drawn to the smell of the player's pancreas.

"You can run away, but the smell of your pancreas will always draw me to you . . ."

Resulting in a chase scene and eventually a fight between Jumbo Josh, Banban and Stinger Flynn.

Chapter Four

When you reunite with Uthman in the infirmary he says, "When the Queen mentioned having many new visitors in one day, I knew it had to be you. Listen, whatever happened to me . . . Whatever I tried doing to you . . . Just know it wasn't actually me. I was forced to obey without much thought. I tried communicating with you from afar for a reason. Now you know the true reason why."

"Still, I want to make it up to you. The queen filled me in on the situation with the elevator. I want to help with that. I feel much more in control now. I'll come help you find the missing pieces of the elevator. I just need to rest for a little bit and I'll meet you at whatever that station is."

Which Uthman does until a fight between him and Nabnab breaks out. Which I think is really cool considering Nabnab is his opposite. Both in name and character wise.

Despite Uthman transforming into Banban during the fight he is able to restrain himself. Not attacking us for our pancreas even though we're so close.

This is the final scene we see Case #6 AND I'M SOOO INVESTED IN HIS STORY AND SEEING HOW IT PLAYS OUT!!!!

Also I like how Case #6 cares deeply for some of the other experiments. Whether it's some form of kinship or out of a sense of duty believing to be partially responsbile for creating them.

Examples of this are:

When Jumbo Josh falls for one of Sheriff Toadster's trap Case #6 comments, "Poor Josh . . . I can't imagine how confusing this has all been for him . . ." Holding no resentment despite the fact they fought in Chapter 3.

In Chapter 4 Case #6 intends to hand over the imposter statue AKA Mr. Kabob Man to someone he describe as, "very close to me." (This is speculated to be Zolphius). Even commenting, "He must've gotten very lonely, but I got him a new friend."

In Chapter 2 Case #6 indulges in Banbaleena’s behavior. During her class over the speaker he refers to himself as Principal Banban.

I find it interesting the non-human version acts more humane than the real Uthman.

#ANYWAY I LOVE THESE GAMES!!!! RANT OVER!!!! PLEASE ADD ONTO THIS I'D LOVE TO HEAR OTHERS THOUGHTS!!!!!! #ALSO PLEASE CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG <3!!!!! #I LOVE THIS STUPID RED DORK!!!!!! #Garten of Banban #Banban #Long Post #Long Test #MaddyMoreauPost

[michaelmilligan]

Rotating Midam in my mind.

You have Michael, who is the biggest baddest bitch Heaven's got. A literal archangel, someone who killed his own sibling without flinching, someone who was ready to kill one of his once closest brothers, even though he still loved him. The guy who said that free will was an illusion, and that fate was inevitable.

And then you have Adam, who is... some guy. Sure, he's Sam and Dean's brother, and they're the main characters, but ultimately, Adam was never meant to be important. He was introduced in S4 as a gimmick, as a way to cause the brothers man pain. He's a Midwestern teenager, raised by a single mom, his lofty goal was becoming a doctor, but he was never fated to be anyone important, anything big.

And then Michael - the guy who said that there was no other way but for Dean to become his vessel - took Adam. He was under time pressure, sure. Dean just wasn't saying yes. But this archangel, who believed so much in his father's commands that he was going to kill his baby brother for him, chose to use Adam, the clammy scrap of bait, instead of his fated vessel.

And we don't really see them interact in S5. We don't know if Michael pressured Adam into this, if he scared him into compliance. We do know that Adam looked at the bright light descending onto the room, presumably Michael's true form - which had previously burned out people's eyes, in that bar Zachariah sat in - and he didn't look scared. If anything, he looked awed.

We don't know what they talked about. How much they talked. If Adam was conscious for that fight in Stull cemetery. We are led to believe that he is not, because Michael tells Dean that Adam isn't in right now, but he might as well just mean that Adam isn't in control, that he's Michael right now.

So we really don't know anything about their dynamic in S5, but we are led to assume from what we know about Michael that it isn't a good dynamic, we are made to see Adam being possessed as an unfortunate tragic. This poor bastard just won't stop being used by angels.

And then, ten years later, Michael and Adam come out of the cage, and we are once again led to assume the worst, because Lucifer said that Michael was insane, and everyone is scared of Michael, everyone still remembers the other Michael who brought so much death and terror upon the world - and when we see this world's Michael for the first time in ten years, when he's out of Hell and could have been anywhere in the world, or outside of the world really - he's sitting in a diner, smiling fondly at the just some guy, who is eating a burger.

This archangel, who would have killed indiscriminately for the sake of the plan, to fulfill his duty - he's chilling with this guy from Minnesota, who came out of the cage with more chill than when he went in, and whose first instinct on returning to the world was... greasy diner food.

This archangel - this eerie, dangerous entity, is smiling fondly at the guy he just spend over a thousand years (local) time with in Hell. And they talk openly, like friends, about their plans for the future. Michael mentions that he has nothing, and so does Adam, and they decide to stay together, and to maybe get a little job.

The biggest baddest bitch that Heaven had. And he doesn't even go back to Heaven. His closest brothers are dead, the apocalypse can't happen anymore with Lucifer already gone, and Michael just... doesn't care anymore. He seems a little melancholy, but ultimately he is content. Content to stay with Adam, content to sit with him in some random diner in a random American town, and content to stay with him, and let Adam show him what it's like to be human.

This archangel, who has never cared about humanity, or any human. This archangel looks at the gimmick character, the forgotten brother, and he is content. Adam is enough for him.

The guy who was dead before we even met him. And he's enough for the archangel who wanted to end the world.

Adam is everything he has, actually. And Michael is content.

#Midam #Crying screaming throwing up #This is probably so disjointed but just. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH.

[science-slapfight]

ROUND 1 POLL 6

24. Dr. Diana Diamond (She/Her) @numberposting

She's a science lady. She's trans. AND she's a lil stupid and lame!!! She's got it all!!! She lives in a universe where “mad scientist” is an Actual job you can get, she literally has a degree in Mad Science! She’s Very adamant that mad science is all about pushing the limits of science without being “constrained” by ethical standards set by society, which is to say that she has a moral compass made of swiss cheese. Hashtag girlboss <3

While some people can be a liiittle off-put by her basement-turned-lab containing fun death lasers, she’s honestly just a dweeb once you get to know her. When she’s not conducting weird experiments for mysterious benefactors (or just for personal enjoyment), she’s hanging out with her epic and cool wife Alice!!

Although Diana can be a lil withdrawn, Alice’s optimistic and excitable personality really brings out the best in her!! They do almost everything together: Baking, stargazing, long walks on the beach, vivisecting people… Her wife is super normal btw don’t even worry about it <3

In short, you should vote for certified sillygirl Diana becuz:

1. She’s a funnie trans lesbian

2. She loves her wife SO much

3. She didn’t get a PhD in Mad Science for nothin’

4. She listens almost exclusively to They Might be Giants and Oingo Boingo

5. She could use the validation tbh

6. She lost the last poll she was in on round 1 isn't that so sad :(

7. I love her :D

Also she does enjoy cupcakes!! She prefers cookies tho <3 If given a cupcake she'd probs just give it to Alice cuz that's what love is all about!!

Relevant Links: She has a whole Neocities blog site thing!! It hasn't been updated in a long while cuz College Hard BUT it'll be updated again sometime in the future!! https://diamondexperiments.neocities.org/

20. Dr. Vincent Dufresne (He/Him) @certifiedwerewolf

Vincent began his career as a surgeon but even before he decided to be a doctor he's always been fascinated by the idea of what the human body COULD be and the lengths we could push it to if we got rid of all those pesky "ethical concerns" that prevent medical knowledge from truly progressing. During his internship with the exceedingly kind and patient Dr. Josef Mazzanti, he was part of a life or death experiment that saved the life of his future (temporary) fiance by making him a cyborg; he also, during this time, met Harry Harcourt, who shared his fascination with the possibilities of the human body but in a more "his body specifically" way. In attempting to get closer to Harry so he could gaslight gatekeep girlboss Harry into being his personal human guinea pig, he was brought into service of the immortal witch queen with a goddess complex that Harry served with cultish fervor. (The running joke is "you think I did this? He was like that when I got him!" regarding Vincent and Haniel (said witch queen) getting blamed for Harry's nature.)

Under Haniel's guidance and with the addition of her magic, he was able to expand his experiments even beyond his own wildest dreams. Most of his subjects are children because Haniel has a thing for that (freak), but he has had a few adult subjects, the most notable (and his favorite) being Harry himself, who has been hybridized with multiple animals, most prominently a frog and scorpion. (He can also purr, because he wanted Vincent to be able to pet him and him purr about it.) In terms of the experiments themselves Vincent has a lot that he's loved doing, but his favorite experiment is his darling Harry, who he adores. They really are two peas in a pod! They're terrible and I love them.

(Oh as a side note, regarding that fiance he had, Nick's dad was also working for Haniel as her "supplier" for her subjects, and because Nick was being pulled away to the service of Haniel's husband, an immortal dragon wizard who just wants to see his wife's boobies again, Vincent spent a solid couple years as a spy, trying to convince Nick to return to Haniel's service like the rest of his bloodline before him. Needless to say, that didn't work out, and the engagement was broken. But Vincent still has some latent feelings for Nick, which is why Harry wants to kill Nick's husband so badly.)

As for cupcakes, Vincent is more of a muffin kind of guy BUT one of Haniel's other servants is a massive assassin named Briar who is also a baker and Vincent would commit cold-blooded murder without batting an eye to get his hands on one. This isn't honestly saying much, Vincent isn't as murderous as Harry but he, like, doesn't MIND or anything.

(Image credits: @numberposting and Heroforge, respectively)

#polls #round 1 #24. Dr. Diana Diamond #20. Dr. Vincent Dufrense #cult mention #medical abuse mention #abuse mention

[flipper-kisses]

lol anon back (same anon that listed why Rami is amazing)! I got more 🙃

He’s our clumsy king and owns it

He fell at the Oscars, fell/pushed off a side railing, did parkour only to fall when he started running on the ground (it was a Mr. Robot blooper), fell backwards in a fucking chair, and tripped during the Red Carpet at the Met Gala. This man literally trips over air and himself but we still love him ❤️

Spending time with Emma who is non-binary

Literally does make a difference because it helps non-binary people feel like they’re noticed!

Puts so much thought and consideration i to his characters and roles!

Just think about all he had to do for “The Pacific”, “Mr. Robot”, and “Bohemian Rhapsody”! Definitely lots of dedication and hard work and passion for his roles, like wow. 

Rami’s hair

Never gets old and I love his curly hair era! Also wavy hair too! Wonderful hair lol

He has great expectations for his roles

In an interview, Rami was asked if he was happy about “Night at the Museum” casting a pharaoh correctly. Rami’s reaction literally said, “that shouldn’t be something to be super overly happy about, it should just be casted correctly”. Good expectations honestly. 

Rami was the side character for so damn long and steals every scene he’s in

Rami is literally amazing in all scenes he does and even if he’s not the main character, all eyes are on him (at least mine are 😌)

He’s one of the best versatile actors I think I’ll ever witness!

This man has literally played: a gay teenager who was crushing on his best friend

traumatized war veteran who has a thick Cajun accent

an iconic and memorable lead band singer

Alcatraz prisoner who plays the violin

ancient mummy pharaoh that comes to life at night

hacker with d.i.d and ptsd

a doctor named Adam Terry

random dude in Battle Ship

a vampire with a cool scarf

a mountain man and in real life Rami gets the chance to squabble in a tiny boat with his identical twin lmao (best sibling fight we’ll ever witness, @the-real-ramimalekpeen have you used this scene for Twin Tuesday yet?)

a 6’0 tall guy in a video game who was said to most likely have schizophrenia

a dude with a beard

a weirdo guy in the literal fucking show “BoJack Horseman”

and like so many other characters I’m choosing not to describe

Already said he was a “bad boy” and pranks people but he’s literally really funny 

Have you seen him in different interviews? Such a charmer and pretty funny as well.

Like the interview with Charlie Hunnam where there was a question about Rami’s eye color and he and Charlie were teasing each other and trying to find out Rami’s eye color. Then some pictures are also pretty funny.

Also the “DoLittle” game with Robert Downey Jr (Rami’s whole outfit and appearance during the Ellen Show with Robert Downey Jr 😩👌 literally here for his outfit, freaking immaculate lmao)

“wE sHot LiVe aiD oN dAy onE” 

That’ll be in my head forever, thanks Rami

“A playful smooch”

I don’t think I’ll recover from the shocked looks on everybody’s faces when Rami exposed how he had a kiss with Daniel Craig. 

His fans are wonderful 

This man has the best real fans. Which includes the fan artists, fanfic writers, and people who just appreciate him and/or his films! also people who stand up for him which is YOU Flipper and RamiPeen 👏

Photo shoots

How can you look at his photo shoots and NOT smile??? Precious but also sexy man. 

Again he has a literal soft spot for children

That one time where I’m pretty sure he read a book to a few children

Best hugs

He seriously gives the sweetest and warmest hugs. Like can I get a hug?? 🫂 

Oppenheimer moments

I don’t care what anyone says about his role in Oppenheimer. He had literally eight minutes of screen time yet still went for the fucking jugular and was successful. 

The bulge

He has no shame and no, I won’t expand on this except… @the-real-ramimalekpeen 😉

Doesn’t give a fuck about haters

Lmao y’all hated Rami in Amsterdam and thought his character was stupid? Well he probably doesn’t give a shit (or is obliviously living his best life) lmao. 

Ages like fine wine 

God he looks like he’s in his fucking thirties in so many pictures. Raise your hand if you ever looked at a picture of him and thought, “oh a picture when he was in his twenties!” and it turns out the picture was taken in his fucking 40s… a few days ago… Unproblematic people age perfectly. 

His smile makes me smile

Could he be any cuter??? His smile literally is so wonderful.  

Most caring thing you’ll see all day and is husband material

When he was giving Emma his jacket, comforting the woman (friend) who was crying and thanking the waitress, and so many other events 🥺

Okay anyways got even more than this lol… sorry for rambling on about our Rami. I’m just so happy I finally get the chance to share my Rami findings and thoughts I’ve collected over the years.

I love your love for him!

#rami malek

[cpd-55055]

2 questions

1. Comparing both the pasts of Hailey (violent "dad") and Jay (former ranger and his PTSD, his mom dying from cancer and North's rough home mentioned in 9x09) who do you know more about, what do you think?

2. Do you also think that there are now fewer and fewer Jay episodes and more and more Hailey episodes and that Jay has been completely overshadowed by the other characters for 2 seasons (season 8 and 9)? (Hailey, Kevin, Adam, Kim and Vo*ght)

Honestly, we know nothing about either character's childhood. Just the bare facts. We know that Hailey's dad was abusive. We know that her parents are still alive and are still together. We know she has brothers, but we don't know how many or anything about them. We also know that her parents own a restaurant in Greektown, but we don't know if the restaurant is still running. That's all we know for Hailey. For Jay, we know he has a brother named Will, a doctor. We know his parents are deceased; his mom died of cancer, and his dad died a few years ago. I don't think Jay or Will were physically abused, but Jay never had a good relationship with his father. There was a lot of miscommunication and anger between the two of them. Jay joined the army, saw many things, returned, and joined the academy. Again not a lot, just the bare minimum. I would say both characters have vague backgrounds. We know nothing about either of them. But if I had to choose who I knew more about, it would be Jay. It's only because we have met both his brother and his dad quite a few times on PD. It's sad how we barely know anything about these characters after so many years. I feel like every season, we get one new fact about these characters' past, and that's just sad. Hopefully, in S10, we get some more for BOTH Jay and Hailey.

I don't know If I would say fewer episodes than Hailey. It is true that he hasn't had any significant storylines for him since S7. But he does have 2-3 solo episodes just about him. And whenever we get some big Hailey or Voight story, Jay definitely plays a role in it. For example, in S9, we had 22 episodes. Jay had 2 solo episodes, but he played a significant role in the Roy situation of 9a and the Escano/Anna stuff of 9b. I love Jay and will always love seeing him on my screen, but I don't think he has been in the background for the past 2 seasons. You know who has been in the background, Kevin Atwater. Kevin literally had 3 episodes about him, and that was it. He had no role in the Roy stuff, Anna/Escano, or even the Burzek/Makayla stuff. If anyone deserves more episodes, it's him.

#chicago pd #hailey upton #jay halsead #kevin atwater #backstory #who has more episodes #anon ask

[bilbobagginshome]

A Deadbeat's Journal 4

A Jotaro kujo x blackfemreader fic

February 14 20XX,

I was right in at least one thing , the video of me beating the dog up went somewhat viral on twitter . Heck I saw someone make an eyes of heaven edit and honestly I found it kind of impressive despite Jotaro seemingly convinced otherwise . My mom called demanding an explanation on why the church aunties are laughing at a video of her girl punching down a complete stranger and the ever judicious Jotaro, who I remain under his most merciful watch, decided to rat me out . I could have beaten him up but I know my punches will be all for naught.

Mom welled up, crying bucketloads of tears, I could hear her blowing away the snort as she tried to compose herself whilst  lamenting on why I was making progress so difficult for myself. What  does she even mean by that? I’m perfectly fine by the way. I had told her from the beginning that she is just getting conned by the therapist . Okay so I go through occasional fits of anger but that's just normal especially when nothing is going your way . They make it seem like I’ve gone mad . What’s next , they’ll ship me to rehab? I’ll hang myself before the thought even crosses their mind.

After the everlasting phone call filled with grief stricken tears on my mom’s end of the line and pure bemusement on mine , the phone call ended. Jotaro called me out for lunch, the first time he had initiated conversation with me so I was under the impression that him preparing lunch is his peace treaty in this ongoing cold war , but I am not Gorbachev and he was going to do a bit more than make viet pho as a sort of appeasement .

As he set the table and gave me my bowl , chopsticks and spoon, I simply said thanks and began eating . 

“You shouldn’t be ignoring me ,your mom informed me that I should tell her when your aggressive fits happen.” he said morsley.

“I told you to stop calling them fits , I can admit I was childish for fighting her but this had grounds for justification.” I exclaimed. 

“Don’t use that tone on me . Moreover , no it wasn’t . She wasn’t anyone we knew and you would have never met her again after that . But no, you had to turn it into a spectacle because how dare she insult you as though she is not beneath you .” he responded whilst holding a mockingly haughty tone .

“She called me a ‘black bitch’ , she’s lucky she got off with no broken teeth. Besides that , why are you so adamant on this ? Do you really think I enjoy literally being babysat by a man one year my senior? Or is what she said your honest opinion on me ?” I questioned in a seemingly lower timbre than my usual tone.

To be honest, I was gaslighting him a smidge , I know what I did was wrong but to be honest , I’m not guilty in the slightest . I feel a bit sad that Jotaro had to drag me out before I pulverised her face but really I’m not holding enough guilt to even think of being remorseful.

“Don’t play games , this has never worked on me and you know it . Anyways because of your sudden fiasco , I scheduled an appointment tomorrow with your therapist and a doctor appointment for me cause I need more than panadol to argue with you on the regular” He declared and based on the tone  there was no room for negotiation . This felt like the Versailles treaty .

“Very funny.” I jabbed back cause all I have as an offensive is spewing negative retorts.

He left me to go sulk in my bedroom , instead finding comfort from his new bestie Samosa . When I decided I had enough alone time , I went to the sitting room to find Samosa eagerly running around the coffee table as she played with a small, colourful , plastic ball whilst Jotaro read one of his sea books.

I sat on the other end of the cream coloured couch that directly faced the screen and logged to the netflix account . As I perused the catalogues and found a nice Korean thriller to watch , Jotaro said ;

“Don’t keep that one . It may scare Samosa, keep a cute anime instead.”he gruffly said , scrunching his face in displeasure at my choice.

“The brat can barely see , I won't stop watching thrillers cause she’s here . Unless you are the one who’s scared and are using her as a coverup.” I jabbed slyly.

“Just keep that new anime that was released the other day , you can watch ‘Strangers from Hell’ when she’s not around.”he calmly replied as he went back to his book

Samosa is proving to be a nuisance at this point because why on earth am I suddenly needing to question what I watch. But as I looked at her adorable face whilst she played with a squishy fish teddy twice her size , my anger subsided.

We all watched Bee and PuppyCat instead , Samosa greatly intrigued at puppycat’s overall appearance and Jotaro showed occasional interest as he kept looking up from his book whenever an interesting scenario popped up. It was a chill day and by 7pm , Samosa was napping on my lap as Jotaro head to bed not without reminding me;

“Don’t forget , Tomorrow , 10am , the therapist. I’ll drop you off just in case you conveniently forget to go there.” 

“I’m not that childish,” Yes I am.

Jotaro opted to provide me with one of his more withering glances of doubt . Honestly I may be quite a nuisance as I’ve made the stoic cast the most diverse facial expressions ever since I moved in comparison to how I’ve seen him in the last four years we were acquainted .

February 15 20XX,

Ms Khadija is a woman with exceedingly high extroversion as being amidst her would leave you completely mind spun and frazzled. Honestly, how she decided on this profession is a wonder as her loud boisterous self doesn’t leave you even the comfort of deep contemplation . It’s as though every sentence that she makes is voiced from deep within her lungs . Her breath control must be at Beyonce levels . She greeted me and Jotaro enthusiastically whilst escorting us to her minimalistic modern - furnished room . Jotaro informed her that he was just dropping me off and informed me to get an uber when heading home before leaving . Now left alone to sit at the surprisingly comfy white leather chair that was across her glass table that only held her laptop as she sat on a  similarly fashioned chair across from me, I began to dread the next hour.

She’s slimmer and taller than me though if she removed the two inch heels our height difference would not be as noticeable. Her walnut toned skin shone in juxtaposition to the cream coloured walls and her navy blue power suit and hijab ensemble complimented the natural makeup she adorned alongside  simple gold neck and hand jewellery. She looked as though she was ready for a TIMES photoshoot and of course I gave her a compliment which she graciously took. 

“Now we both know why you are here earlier than the scheduled date ,” she spoke whilst sparing me an amused smirk.

“No , not really considering all I did was a natural human reaction .” I replied with a slight frown.

“Y/n , a majority of humans have the self restraint to not allow instinctual urges to take over whereas you abandon all thought and just jump to the crossfire just because you took offence .If this was a stand alone case then you’d never be in my office to begin with.” She said , ending the statement in a more saddened tone. 

I could tell that she was serious about this , we weren’t doing the usual mind games we play nor was she speaking in her usual tone - deafening pitch . 

“You aren’t relapsing considering the fact that you aren’t adamantly arguing with me over this situation . It shows progress, that you are coming to the understanding that the consequences of your actions are not only yours to bear but also the loved ones around you.” She commented in a slightly more upbeat tone .

“But I still don't understand how I am narcissistic to the point of it being considered a personality disorder . I was raised like this , mom said it’s completely fine to always strive to be the best . Isn't that a universal thing , to reach the skies and shoot for the stars?” I questioned .

To be fair I still am in shock that I have Narcissistic Personality Disorder, it's the whole reason why I journal as often as I can. Hence the reason I willingly went to these sessions , I thought I could prove mom and Ms Khadija wrong by showing them that I’m not mental just having a hard time with my temper tantrums.

Ms Khadija had explained that my extreme fears of failure made me violent , hence why the Shawarma Shenanigans happened . According to her , I was desperate to put her in her place , beneath me , and coupled with my uneasiness , this enabled me to get so mad that I forgot how I ended up tackling her to the ground.  

The explanation seemed valid and for the first time since these sessions began, I didn't have a counter argument as defence  nor did I feel the need to make one . It was comforting to understand my turbulence . The meds must be in full effect .

We spend an hour talking further over past instances and how best I can be able to overcome the blinding rage I get when overcome with an intense need to prove myself , she closed off with a statement that made me even more comforted ;

“Your brain is wired similarly to your ancestors ,both recent and past ,who had to fight to survive in the social standings they were in , and even though the 21st century leads to more metaphoric social fights , it’s now okay to not be always on alert. Trust me when we are done , you’d be much more comfortable with yourself as your ego will no longer be dependent on others .”

I prepared rice and minced meat for dinner . Jotaro really liked it.

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I hate spaghetti , so rice and minced meat it is.

#Jotaro kujo Jotaro x reader jotaro x reader Jotaro x black reader jotaro x yn jotaro x black yn jotaro imagines jotaro scenarios jjba jojo

[thereinafter]

[letter for Femslashex 2022]

Thanks for considering making something for me! Feel free to mix and match my prompt ideas or take inspiration from something else on my art/fic likes list if you want: https://thereinafter.tumblr.com/exchange-likes. I’m flexible and happy with any rating of thing you’re inclined to make for these requests.

Dragon Age

Leliana/Cassandra: I’m perpetually fascinated with their history together before DAI and how they might have started working together/learned each other’s capabilities. Or, could they have run into each other at some point in Val Royeaux while Leliana was working for Marjolaine? Or, I’m always here for them finding moments of solace or fun or escape together during the timeline of DAI, or mutually pining while being highly competent and busy with serious things. (For art, also always here for leaning into the left hand/right hand or bard/knight aspects of them.)

Cassandra/Inquisitor: Whichever Inquisitor you care to write/draw, I am always into them finding their way into love with each other, ways to be together, mutual discoveries. Whether that’s awkward flirting or dramatic saving each other from deadly peril or having cute slice of life experiences together or more sexy discoveries or literally anything on my likes list, it is good. (for art, similarly, I will never say no to Cassandra doing knightly things or receiving romantic gestures.)

Leliana/Cassandra/Josephine, Leliana/Cassandra/Vivienne, Leliana/Cassandra/Inquisitor: A lot of what I said above could also work here: Josie also has a past with Leliana at least, it’s possible Vivienne could have met them both, and the Inquisitor could fall for them together. Or this is also making me think about scenarios where two team up to comfort or rescue the other and there are feelings (huddling for warmth after Haven? sandstorm in the desert? someone gets captured or lost? someone out of her depth in Val Royeaux society? Cassandra dealing with her family? the Inquisitor losing her hand? or someone just having a bad day and the other two improving it).

I'm fine with however you want to picture/characterize the Inquisitor if you include her; also fine with whatever world state and time frame in Thedas you want. Random bonus prompt: I also find the Deep Roads, Adamant, the Fade, Nevarra, Serault, and the abandoned chateaux in the Emerald Graves particularly interesting, if you feel inspired to stick these pairings/trios into one of those places somehow.

DNW: noncon, hatesex, daddy/mommy kink, pregnancy, setting AUs for fic, permanent death of requested characters

Star Wars (Obi-Wan Kenobi)

I was very fond of Tala and wish there was so much more of her, especially in an f/f context (whether that’s fic, or art, or if you’re inspired to make a vid, that would be cool as well). And if you feel like including NED-B and/or her platonic relationship with Leia somehow, I also loved their interactions.

Reva Sevander/Tala Durith So, they’re both secretly working against the Empire for kind of opposite reasons, and they had some tension in that scene where they meet on the base, and I’d like something exploring that or where they interact more (have they run into each other previously? if Tala doesn’t die in the explosion might she find Reva after Vader stabs her? might their paths cross in the future post-show? might she help Reva turn away from the dark side?)

Tala Durith/OFC Alternatively, I’d like to see Tala get to be happy with someone, whether that’s sometime pre-canon (someone else she helped on the Path? someone from further in her past? someone who left NED-B with her?) or in a fix-it situation where she gets to carry on her resistance work instead of sacrificing herself.

DNW: noncon, hatesex (Reva/Tala angry or emotionally complicated sex is okay, but I like rivals/enemies to also have some kind of mutual respect and appreciation), pregnancy, setting AUs, permanent death of requested characters

Doctor Who (Torchwood)

Suzie Costello/Alex (Moving Target)

Moving Target is a Big Finish audio drama set pre-Torchwood where all of Earth is frozen in time except Suzie and this other woman Alex, who is the random target of a group of alien sport hunters, and Suzie ends up helping her fight them off one at a time for an indefinite period while the world stays frozen and a robot referee taunts them. It can be found here: https://www.bigfinish.com/releases/v/torchwood-moving-target-1392  I was delighted by how the premise combines a bunch of tropes I’m into (forced circumstantial intimacy, grumpy one/cheerful one, bodyguarding, weird timey-wimey shit, postapocalyptic-ish survival), and it had Suzie trying to be a hero for a while, and this all had me shipping them, up until the ending, at which I was very “nooo!”

Therefore, I would love some fic where they get together (at some point during this or instead of the canon ending?) and either things get resolved another way, or it’s suggested they might find another way out.

DNW: noncon, hatesex, setting AUs, permanent death of requested characters

Original Work

Village Witch/Neighboring Village Witch She’s Heard Talk About for Years Unlucky Knight/Oracle Who Dispenses Quests Retired Bodyguard Carrying a Torch/Lady She Once Served in Trouble Virginal Queen/Loyal Guardswoman who has long longed to make love to her Repressed Queen/Pining Knight/Sympathetic Arranged Bride Artist/Longtime Collaborator/Rakish New Patroness Absent-Minded Curator/Museum Ghost with a Crush Water Witch/Woman Who Enjoys Baths Spirit in a Bottle/Woman Who Releases Her Fairy Queen Undercover in Real World/Her Human Bodyguard

I’m interested in however you want to interpret any of these as fic or art. Also, while most of them could obviously be fantasy, SF or modern/urban fantasy or historical settings would be interesting as well.

DNW: noncon, hatesex, underage sex, pregnancy of requested characters, daddy/mommy kink, incest, permanent death of requested characters aside from the ghost

[mina-van1104]

There was a friendly elder caucasian/white lady I loved taking care of at St. Mary's Hospital. She told me she grew up Catholic/Buddhist- she's like me. Some people wouldn't understand believing in both, because Catholics only believe in one God.

I believe in Jesus Christ & more than one God. I'm so glad I met her-her name was Cathy. She was also a November Scorpio like me!❤️We so magical.✨💁🏻‍♀️

She always hugged & kissed me in her wheelchair & even told me she loved me a few times. I miss Cathy.😭She made me feel more open talking about my beliefs in public. Someone who is older & wiser from a different generation. I love old people. 🩵

Speaking of Cathy, 1 of my other neighbors friends who's also an elder lady who's also white lives 3 blocks away from me, I love Cathys. Lots of Cathys have come to my life has mostly been either really good or significant. I remember my neighbor friend Cathy saying when she was younger, she remembered JFK-when President John F. Kennedy was Assassinated which was the biggest news in her generation.

I told her, I went to the JFK historic area in both Dallas and Houston, Texas when I was about 13-14 years old. JFK is my number 1 favorite president. I also told her my airplane I was on at JFK Airport in New York; When were in the airplane, had our seatbelts on, then heard a huge BOOM! Our plane literally broke when we were about to fly-good thing we caught it before we were flying. Everybody evacuated & waited another hour for our plane. God was there. How symbolic for that to happen to us when we were in New York & that September 11th 9/11th plane crash/terrorism happened there in New York in 2001. Scary!😱

I told Cathy about 9/11 (a few years ago) & told her how I remembered it when I was a kid at 8 years old 9/11/2001. Cathy said 9/11 and JFK Assassination were the biggest devastating news in her lifetime/generation. She said she'll never forget those important days. JFK was also Catholic like Biden. I love them both.🩵

Always needing some prayers again. 🙏 I, Mina Van 文风英 Woon Foong Yin (in Hakka Chinese).Proud nurse, coach. Nevada born & raised. Family living in Nevada for 45 (forty-five) years. Spread kindness. ❤️

Then my other successful blood-related family of doctors in my family, 🇺🇸veterans, doctors, nurses, coaches, news reporter,lobbyist, good singers, dancers, good photographers, good writers, artists, a cop, a dentist, teachers, etc.Mixed family of Asians & white people.Spread Kindness.

Again, half of our family is Asian half our family is white. Even-though my parents look Asian we have some Chinese, Vietnamese, Native American, small portions of French, German descent, Ashkenazi Jewish descent(but Jewish is not my religion), British,Irish, & smallest percentage of African American blood. (Through DNA Ancestry & 23 & Me).

In the name of the Father and of The Son and of the Holy Spirit in the name of Jesus, Amen 🙏.

In the name of the Guan Yin, Ong Lee (meaning Buddha in Hakka Chinese langauge), Yay-Su (Jesus Christ),Ty-uh- ma (Mother Mary Virgin Mother Mary)

In the name of Jesus,Amen!🙏

Song played on Instagram is called "Ave Maria" by Celine Dione.❤️My favorite versions is this one & the one by Josh Groban.💙

✞♡ # Selfie # Nurse # Coach # NativeNevadan # StopAsianHate # Biden2024💙 # JesusChrist 🦂 # Buddha # GuanYin # MotherMary # NevadaBornAndRaised # HakkaChineseRaised # ProChoice (though, in politics) # Equality # Justice # Healthcare # Running 🏃🏻‍♀️ # PositiveVibes # LoveDrivesOutFear # NevadaNative # athletic # HomeMeansNevada # Nevada # UNRnevadaAlumnaMay2016

•2019:OlderSisterCatherineVan&Adam Schwartz’sWedding&TheirWebsiteOn: https://www.theknot.com/us/catherine-van-and-adam-schwartz-aug-2019•ReminiscingMoreThan200PeopleCame.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 335

Our Father, Who Aren’t In Heaven/The Haunting of Villa Diodati

“Our Father, Who Aren’t In Heaven”

Plot Description: a revelation from the demon tablet sends Dean, Sam, and Castiel on a search mission in hell, where they have a surprising reunion

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: probably not. I just don’t think I could keep up my customer service persona after god killed every one of my coworkers

This is Sam’s first relationship in like…seven? years? Let him make some mistakes

Please tell me…why would you send Cas to get Donatello?

“Do you have the power of god?” Donny, you’re asking the wrong questions. Do they have the power of anime on their side??

Donny has the only rational reactions to Team Free Will’s shenanigans

I have a sad feeling that Donatello is not long for this world after they used him to find Chuck’s weak spot and Chuck decided to use him like a bluetooth speaker

Oh! He was spared for now!

I can’t believe they’re even remotely addressing the whole Adam thing

Why does hell look so much better this season than any other season?

ROWENAAAAAAAAAAA!!! She’s in charge of hell now??? I love this for her. She’s a vision and an absolutely terrifying ruler. I’m so happy for her

Thank you Roro for telling Destiel to fix their relationship

I’m weirdly glad Michael and Adam have each other. It might become a problem, but for now they can commiserate together

Dean being supportive of Sam and Eileen 🥰

Oh, if Michael and Lilith team up though…THAT could be interesting and fun

Aw man! He just vaporized her…these arch angels and their daddy issues. He just wants Chuck to come see him instead of being fetched to go see Chuck

Castiel has such a terrible habit of playing with fire and archangels

Dean’s so mad that Michael lets Adam be his own person much of the time

Cas…why?? Oh. To force Michael to see the truth about Chuck

Oh…oh, Michael “I’m not even the only Michael” he was so loyal and so betrayed

Dammit, the whole case Eileen was following was just Chuck

THEY HAVE TO GO BACK TO PURGATORY FOR AN INGREDIENT FOR THE SPELL TO SEAL CHUCK AWAY?! And of course it’s Cas and Dean who have to go…this show, I swear

I hope Adam gets to ride Michael’s coattails into heaven eventually. I want him to live a decently long life, and I don’t want to see Michael get killed this season because I really need this to be good for Adam

“The Haunting of Villa Diodati”

Plot Description: Lake Geneva. 1816. Lord Byron and the Shelleys plot a night of telling ghost stories. But as the Doctor and friends arrive, the Villa proves to have ghostly presences all its own

Didn’t the Doctor mention Mary Shelley at the end of last episode?? I’m glad they’re following through (i really said ‘we probably won’t get that episode’ silly me)

Graham…how can you mix up Mary Shelley and Jane Austen??

I don’t know how the Doctor really expected a bunch of artistic minds in their late teens to mid twenties to be acting on a stormy night in a gigantic house

(I’m curious if anyone’s gonna get too excited and slip that they’ve met Lord Byron’s now infant daughter in her future (Ada Lovelace))

The gossip going around this room as they dance, damn

The Doctor is playing fast and loose with the rules SHE laid down

Spider creatures. It had to be spider creatures…

People are being incredibly sus

I’m not saying you CAN’T have a character reveal (somewhat abruptly) that they’re harboring crush, but maybe don’t do it if there should have been build up because the crush is on your show’s protagonist. I dunno, just a thought

Oh Ryan!! Trying to impress Mary with his poor piano skills ❤️ she IS charmed by it, so there’s that

Not spider, skeletal hand

Byron..you should not have literal skeletons in your closet

I love the friendship between Yaz and Ryan. It’s so purely platonic

This house IS evil, and it’s turning against everyone in it

I love the Doctor shooting down Byron’s flirtations at every turn

Not to try to preemptively connect too many dots, but what if this figure Percy’s been seeing and now everyone sees is the lone cyberman the Doctor is supposed to steer clear of?

Oh my god I was RIGHT?!

Oh that’s so smart to use the lone cyberman in conjunction with the author of Frankenstein

Oh it’s not FULL full cyberman yet

The skeleton?? Is the skeleton part of this still? No, the cyberman is after Percy…well, can’t win them all

Why does Percy have magical powers?? Why would the cyberium give him non-cyberman-esque powers??

See, we’re rounding out the second season with these four and we’re just now getting our first “one death creates a ripple effect that means you won’t be born” episode?!

Having Mary (honestly, it was only a matter of time before we got a Mary on this show) confront and sympathize with the cyberman was a nice touch

Get wrecked, Byron. I’m glad Miss Claremont is no longer in love with him

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023

[brightbasilica]

It was my turn to decide

I have got to be more adamant about doing these posts weekly, because if I attempt to talk about last week and the previous week, I’ll seem like two different people but both weeks were worthy of commentary. I think one thing that stands out entirely to me is that I am living, likely, four separate lives and in four separate identities, and I’m unsure how to merge them into one self. 

I started out doing these reflections as just a time to talk about a couple updates in my life but to focus mainly on school, but being here lately and finally finding community within a church has really moved me to a place where I’m much more interested in my spiritual growth over my academic growth. The latter is important, however, so I’ll start there: maintained a 4.0 and registered for my last Summer and Spring semesters. The only class I still haven’t registered for is Thesis Writing, but I’ll taking Preparation for a Thesis in the summer. It’s so awesome to be able to finally flourish in something that I was so interested in but could never tackle in high school and undergraduate studies (because it wasn’t available to me). 

It took me about eleven hours to write a seventeen page research paper on Lapsarianism, and the only points I lost on the assignment were due to formatting. When I finished it, even though it was slightly rushed and not my best work (my thesis wasn’t very ambitious), I really looked upon it with a heart of: “This is indicative of someone who wants to pursue a Doctoral degree.” 

I think soon I’ll get some prayer about opening my eyes to my spiritual gift— of course, I’ll be a teacher, always, but I just think I’d like more direction about what God has for me and the place that he wants me to go. Afraid someone is going to tell me I’m meant to be a pastor, because that I’ve been running from for nearly a decade. 

This past weekend, I went camping with some people from church, and the weekend before I went to my coworker’s wedding. Those events really showcased the duality of man. The wedding was fun— I went home with a speeding ticket and a concussion. We did a lot of dancing and a lot of kissing and a lot of partying, and I just thought that I enjoyed myself so much, and I was so happy to have been able to really luxuriate in the company of mutual friends— people who I didn’t have to tend to and that I wouldn’t see again. That following Friday, I went to a concert, jumped some barricades, met some new friends and spent more time chatting in the crowd than I did really focusing on the concert— but that was amazing! Then the following day, a guy from church invites me camping that night— I go, a beautiful mountain man teaches me how to throw an ax, and the next day, we all go to church and show up to a restaurant with, like, twenty people, and they’re drinking beer and talking about how awesome church was— and I say all that to say this: I literally never know if, and when, I’m lying. 

On one hand— I have so much fun with my friends who I know outside of my relationship with God— I feel relatively kind, jovial, open minded. Then I go and hang out with friends from church, and I have to curb a lot of what I would normally say or do, but there’s less general conviction, because I’m doing... generally less convicting things (however, I’ll never be at the point of my faith walk where sitting around a camp fire listening to modern praise and worship music off my phone is appealing to me). Then— there’s who I am with, let’s say, people from back home— people I’ve known my entire life and who I’m comfortable with— and that version of me is so vicious and lacking reformation, but it’s probably one of the closest versions of me that really engages with what I feel and what I submit to carnally. And finally, there’s who I am in isolation— and that’s my favorite version of myself. I’ve had so much conviction about not loving God in solitude and selfishness, but each time I interact with another person, I feel like I’m being pulled in three directions and none of them are truly, really me. I’m only who I’ve been made as when I’m by myself, and I don’t know how to merge all three of those identities into one that is relatively palatable to all three groups. 

I’ll never be a cookie cutter, but I do seek to be kind— and sometimes funny, and sometimes quiet, always thoughtful and always informative. It’s not that I couldn’t be all three version of myself at one time, but I’d be denying another part of me at the same time, and I’m not sure where I stand on laying down my entire life just yet. The pastor did talk about selfishness this Sunday though— love not being self-seeking. Who knows? 

Being around other people is just so scary, because I’m just so bad at it.

This year has been a whirlwind— I’ve met so many people, and I’ll meet so many more. It’s pushing closer towards the end of November which is when the new guy I met gets back into town. I’m trying to decide what I’m going to do with that. Some things I just leave to God in their entirety. There is so much more to say, so much more that’s been on my mind. I can’t believe how much I think— but this has been in my head: what a disrespect is fear to God?

They sung this song on Sunday. It’s just nice— “You're better than I know, better than I hoped You would be. I couldn't have dreamed of a better God. I couldn't have dreamed of a better Father.”

#weekly update #year two: week ten

[stardewremixed]

Random headcanon

*Harvey enjoys reading Shakespeare. I think he and Elliott would be good friends.

*Elliott stares off into the river on the bridge because he thinks bridges are romantic and he needs inspiration for his Gothic romance novel.

*Alex drinks Gatorade constantly.

*Demetrius refuses to turn on the A/C in the summer because he's worried about his work papers fluttering away and ending up on the floor. His family has to sweat it out or use localized fans. Seb doesn't care. The basement is pretty cool.

*Gus donates food to the local shelter and soup kitchen.

*Haley goes shopping in Zuzu City frequently once access to the train is repaired. She is not a bus girl. Haley would do more online shopping if her internet didn't crash so often. She regularly calls Sebastian to come fix it. He obliges only because it's a gig and makes him gold but he is secretly starting to like her a bit. She doesn't find him that bad either.

*Sam used to cloud gaze with Granny Evelyn. He talks to Harvey about getting a better prescription so she can see the clouds again. He means well, but of course, doctor-patient confidentiality prevents Harvey from saying anything. He might just suggest it though in Evelyn's next check-up. ❤☁️

*Lewis wanted to be on a cooking competition show when he was younger. That's why he's so adamant about the soup being perfect for the Governor during the luau.

*Evelyn used to collect seashells with her little girl (Alex's mom). It's too painful, both emotionally and physically to do it now. But during the luau she let's herself dream a little and remembers her daughter.

*Robin is the unofficial town tourism board. Mayor Lewis always ropes her into meeting newcomers when they arrive. She is friendly and personable and a good fit for this role. I imagine she traveled frequently when she was younger and that's how she met Demetrius.

*Abigail plays World of Warcraft and Elder Scrolls Online. She has an epic high level character in both, even higher than Sebastian.

*Jas enjoys playing hide and seek with Shane and Marnie, but hates it when Mayor Lewis does. He's terrible at hiding, and he always sneezes and gives away his place.

*Post-recovery Shane likes to take naps in the Farmer's field on sunny days.

*Sam's allergies make him a poor farm companion, but he does wonders in sprucing up the cabin. If married, he would even create a little music room for himself and their kids.

*Marnie enjoys working out once a week at Caroline's. It helps with her body confidence. She is hoping to convince Pam to join sometime.

*Pam was married to a sailor at one point. He left her soon after Penny was born, going to procure diapers and he never returned.

*The witch used her memory erasing technique on the Wizard, her ex-husband to make him forger who his child is in SDV.

*Caroline once considered getting a health coach certification but worried the classes would take her away from raising Abigail properly.

*Pierre is a workaholic, but he allows himself to unwind at Stardrop every Friday evening. He wishes Caroline would join him, but she's not a night owl.

*Gunther is allergic to peppers. He hates spicy food. Tacos literally make him gag.

*Penny relates better to children than adults. She is a painfully shy introvert and she had a speech impediment as a child. She used a puppet to help communicate.

*Jas also had delayed communications, and Vincent is showing early signs of ADHD.

*Emily and her best friend, Sandy grew up doing everything together before moving to the Desert. They swam in the Gem Sea, they played pirates and nobles in the Cindersap Forest, and they collected gems in the quarry. They always invited Haley to join but Haley refused since she didn't like the more active gameplay. When Sandy moved away, Haley was secretly glad hoping Emily would finally spend more time with her.

*Leah loves making fresh salads. When she lived in the city, she would visit the Farmer's Market near daily.

*Maru wonders what life in space would be like. Her scientific and rational brain tells her she could never be an astronaut because of her poor eyesight and low stamina, but that doesn't stop her from dreaming.

#stardew valley thoughts #stardew valley #sdv harvey #sdv elliott #sdv sebastian #sdv demetrius #stardew headcanon #sdv headcanon #sdv gus #sdv haley #sdv lewis #sdv sam #sdv evelyn #sdv robin #sdv jas #sdv shane #sdv marnie #sdv abigail #sdv pierre #sdv caroline #sdv gunther #sdv witch #sdv wizard #sdv pam #sdv penny #sdv vincent #sdv emily #sdv leah #sdv maru

[batcxves]

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a battinson pic, fem!reader, reader insert, riddler is conspiring against reader, reader has a budding relationship with b. wayne, as well as an established business-ish relationship with the batman, ongoing/not finished.

synopsis: A doctor of criminology, Y/N has been secretly conspiring with the masked vigilante of Gotham, the Batman. Despite her secret, she has rose to a sort of fame within the police department, and at a banquet honoring her success, she is shot. Bruce Wayne rescues her, and fights an ever-growing attachment to her. Meanwhile, she conspires with the Batman to catch the perpetrator that is targeting her. As tensions rise and she discovers that the shooter is much more dangerous than she previously believed him to be, she fights internal battles of complicated feelings towards the two banes of her existence: Bruce Wayne, and the Batman.

content warnings for this chapter: stab wound, t e n s i o n

a/n: A TWO-PART CHAPTER !!!! I got so lost in this particular chapter that I wrote literally so much that it would be so crazy to be an entire chapter in itself. enjoy !!!!

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CHAPTER EIGHT (part 1/2) -

“You’re a doctor,” He explained himself quietly with a grimace, and a nervous, boiling wave of anger washed over her.

“Of criminology, Mr. Wayne.” She was seething, but now was not the time.

Y/N quickly ushered the injured Bruce Wayne into her apartment, casting away her handgun at once. She pulled out the chair to her kitchen table and hoped that he didn’t see the images atop of it as she slid her hand across the surface, the pictures scattering to her floor to make room for him. She was muttering to herself, cursing him for placing the life of the beloved Prince of Gotham into her inexperienced hands. As he laid down onto her table, groaning in pain, her hand quickly moved to her pocket to dial for 911.

“No!” He bolted upwards instantly and gripped her wrist with a force that she never could have imagined him to have just by the look of him. She could see the pain in his facial expression, in the twitching of his eyelids, in the curl of his top lip. “No police.” His words were firm, though he spoke through gritted teeth with a weary voice.

“Mr. Wayne, what if you die?” She exclaimed, throwing her hands out in a gesture that exerted the searing emphasis of her words, though he had already felt the sting with each one as they had come out. His grip wasn’t budging, and time wasn’t multiplying, so she quickly dropped the subject, opting not to fight with him as he bled out on her kitchen table.

Luckily, for the both of them, her extensive education had allowed her multiple courses in traumatic injuries, as it wasn’t uncommon for a detective to have to perform medical work to some sort of extent in the field. Her knowledge was wearily fading in the very edges of her brain, but the way his face contorted in pain with each miniscule moment was quite the motivator to rejog her memory.

He had been clutching his lower stomach on the right side, about where his hip bone was. Thankfully, she didn’t have any reason to believe that any major organs or arteries were punctured, so death wasn’t as adamant as she had previously believed. However, blood loss was still very real, and very happening. He wore a white button-down shirt, and about half of it was stained a crimson red. She grasped in between the buttons in the middle of his shirt and tore it apart, splitting the shirt as a few of the buttons bounced to the floor. For only a moment, they met each other’s eyes, both equally uncomfortable by the intimacy of the action.

Her hands faltered as her eyes took in more of him than she had ever imagined seeing. His dress shirt was hanging loosely on his arms, chest exposed in the darkness of her kitchen. Her flat was dimly lit by the moonlight coming in through the barely opened blinds, and though she could see, it wasn’t enough. She made quick work of turning on the overhead kitchen light, and an exasperated sigh left his lips as he turned his head to the side, eyes closed. She mumbled a confused apology, making a quick mental note of his strange sensitivity to the light.

In the light, she could study all of him in the entirety of his glory. Glory, she thought, was a bit of an overstatement. For a billionaire who had worked not a day in his life for his money, he was scarred and bruised the same as a poor man who ran the streets for a few bucks. She clenched her jaw as she studied his exposed skin, brows knit together in concern. She tried not to make her stare obvious, but she was failing, wonders of his whereabouts riddling her mind. “Mr. Wayne—"

“Bruce,” He corrected swiftly, eyes opening to meet her own as she worked to pull down the waist of his pants to make access to his wound as quick and easy as possible. She turned away, searching for something, anything, to press against his wound in an attempt to stop his bleeding. She ignored his correction, leaving him on the table momentarily to grab anything that could be of use to her—a warm, damp hand towel, the biggest bandages she could find, and a bottle of whiskey from her cupboard. With shaking hands, she sloppily poured him a shot and returned to him. She whispered a hushed warning into the side of his face as he eased the drink to his lips, and he took it with a hint of a grimace. She pressed the towel to the area near his hip, free hand pressing down firmly on his shoulder to keep him from moving too much. Her efforts were mostly for naught, as she was not nearly as strong or as large as he, though she could tell he was trying his hardest to keep himself contained. The pressure she was asserting into his body was causing a dull pain in her shoulder, and so she quickly pulled away from him to see how it looked.

The stab wasn’t too deep, and in her opinion, from the look of his body, he had endured much worse plenty of other times. He probably wouldn’t even need stitches. She began to wonder why he had come to her. She knew he wasn’t stupid. He could afford the best education in the world if he so wished. He was an intelligent man. He knew she wasn’t a medical doctor. Everybody knew that.

“Why are you here?” She asked darkly, deeply suspicious of him now. She took the bottle of whiskey, and upon determining that he wasn’t planning on answering, she dumped a tiny bit of it into his stab wound. It needed cleaned anyways.

He bolted upwards instantly, crying out in pain. It didn’t matter how much pain anyone endured, the feeling of alcohol in a wound was a bitch. “Why,” she repeated, “Did you come here, Mr. Wayne?” He was staring at her with a twitch in his eye, clearly shocked by her sudden hostility. “I’m not stupid. And I know damn well that you’re well in your own mind to know that I’m not stupid.” She took a step back from him, leaning against her kitchen counter as she left him to his own devices, holding the towel against his own wound now. Her body appeared to be relaxed, though her blood was pumping with the edge of distrust. Still, he remained silent, and she clenched her jaw in frustration. “Fine, let’s start from the beginning then. How did you get stabbed?”            “In the wrong part of town.” Was all he said, his expression refusing to give away any information that he didn’t intend to. He held an alarming amount of eye contact, more than she had ever seen from him before. He discarded the towel and leaned back onto his elbows, fumbling with the bandages. He ripped one open and stared blankly at the contents. He turned it around in his fingers to show her the bandage, which was pink and decorated in small flowers. “Cute.” His voice was blank, unamused, but he peeled off the back and applied it nonetheless. He stood and hoisted his pants back up, and it was apparent to her that the apparent pain that he had been feeling was not at all the degree that he had made it out to be. He grimaced as his pants settled against the bandage, but otherwise, he seemed fine.

He rolled up the sleeves of his now-broken white shirt. “I’ve been thinking about you.” He said it quietly, and if the room hadn’t been eerily silent, she would have missed it. “I needed to see you.”

“Getting stabbed was a hell of a way to accomplish that,” She remarked, crossing her arms as he lowered his gaze to the floor, and suddenly, she became very conscious of the scattered images of her on the floor. “Now that you’re great and dandy, please see yourself out,” She exclaimed quickly, nervously, filling the space between the pair of them to tug on his arm, leading him towards the door. “Now.”

TO BE CONTINUED . . .

#battinson #robert pattinson #the batman #batman x reader #bruce wayne #Bruce Wayne x reader #batman #battinson x reader

[strawberryspence]

fifth time's a charm

Fluff | Spencer Reid x FEM! Reader

Summary: Penelope just wants Spencer to be happy. So, she sets him up on various of dates, each one ending in a disaster.

Word Count: 2,38k

Warnings: mention of bi!spencer, s12-s15 arcs, some sexual innuendos, mention of threesome, kinks, and sex, just overall bad dates, pregnancy, a few swear words.

Writer’s Note: Hello! I wrote this one for @spencers-dria and @reidsbookclub! Thank you for liking my idea! I really just went crazy with this one. It's just a cute meet cute, so I hope you guys find this funny and fluffy! <3

Gif of is mine! Look at that glorious hair 😆 Tumblr stop ruining the quality!

Penelope basically grew up with Spencer. They were both young when they first met and watching Spencer grow and go through all the shit and trauma he has gone through is chipping away at Penelope.

After the whole Cat Adams fiasco, Spencer’s relationship with Max ends a week after that, Spencer understands that not everyone can handle a relationship with someone like him, especially the fact that her family was put into danger because of him.

A month after the break up, Penelope finally decided that enough is enough and that she’s going to set Spencer up with as many people as possible until he meets someone who will fit him.

Spencer, on the other hand, can’t say no to the ever positive and cheery Penelope Garcia. In his heart he knows that Penelope just wants him to be happy, so if its setting him with a dozen of people, then okay.

Spencer won't admit it but he was also jealous of her and Luke's growing relationship and he just wants something like that for him.

At the same time he was happy that she was happy. More than anyone in this world, he believes Penelope Garcia was the most deserving of true love.

But after 3 dates, god almighty, Spencer wants to end it all.

The first date was with a woman named Shelly. She was cute and all, Spencer even thought that it could lead to a second date, but then she started babbling about how her ex just broke up with her and she’s just looking for a “fun” (code for I want a one night stand) time.

Penelope bailed him out by calling with a fake emergency.

The second date was with another woman named Tiffany. Its was going okay and Spencer was staring to really like her until Spencer tells her that he had an IQ of 187 and Tiffany said, “Oh! You’re a nerd!”

This time Penelope bailed him out by literally getting his car towed.

The third date was the weirdest one. Spencer finally agreed on a date with a man, and its not that he has a problem with it, it’s just he has never tried dating another gender. It was with a man named Travis and the date was going pretty good until the very end where Travis finally told him his true agenda: He was looking for someone for a threesome.

This time Luke bailed him out by having Roxy literally chase him down the street.

Tonight was the fourth date. Penelope says its with a woman named Erica and all Spencer can think about is that he needs to learn how to say no to Penelope Garcia.

Spencer gets ready for the date with Erica. They were going to eat at an Italian Restaurant that he choose.

He just hopes this night would be the night that it works out for him. If it doesn’t maybe he needs to go to a shaman or something to fight away the bad spirts and the bad luck.

“Hi! I am Erica!” Spencer stands up from his sit on the restaurant to shake her hand, “Hello. I am Spencer.” Careful to not say Doctor, in case its another “nerd” situation.

“How do you know Penelope?” Spencer asks as both of them settle down and after ordering wine.

“Oh! I don’t know her actually.” Spencer can’t help but make a face, “Excuse me?”

“I don’t know her actually. We’re actually water aerobics classmates but that's it!” Spencer nods and makes an audible OHhHH before looking down at the menu.

“How about you? How do you know her?” Erica asks, “Oh! I work with her in the FBI.”

“FBI?!” Erica almost chokes with her wine and sits up straight. Spencer can’t help but squint his eyes, she suddenly looked nervous. He can’t help but think that maybe Penelope set her up with a criminal? Which is impossible because he’s pretty sure Penelope does background check for everyone around them.

“Yes... FBI. Is there a problem?” Erica immediately shakes her head, “Uh.... I am going to the bathroom.” She says in a hurry and runs to the bathroom.

Oh dear, his bad luck is endless. Spencer immediately takes out his phone to call Penelope.

“S-spencer!? What’s up!?” Penelope’s voice comes in as a yelp, making him pull the phone away from his ear.

“Penelope! Did you set me up with a criminal!?” Penelope yelps again, “No! Erica has a clean background! She’s not a criminal. How could you say th-ugh... at!”

Spencer sighs, “Penelope Garcia, are you talking to me while having sex with Luke Alvez!?”

“N-no, I am not!” Her voice is more breathy now and Spencer is even more disgusted, “Oh god! Bail me out of here you two!” He says.

“Yes! YES! I’ll bail you out!” Spencer immediately turns off the call as he hears Luke’s grunts. Ugh, those two.

Erica comes back 10 minutes later, looking flushed and nervous, she's also out of breathe and her dress is crumpled.

“Are you okay?” Spencer asks, looking more scared than worried, Erica laughs, “Yeah, I am good. FBI agents is... my kink.”

This time its Spencer’s turn to choke on his wine. He was unlucky. He was the unluckiest man alive right now.

“It is...?” Spencer asks, unsure on what to say.

“Yeah! Do you... do you have the kevlar vest? You know with the FBI logo?” Oh god. What is this? Why was he here?

A bulb lights up on his head and finally everything makes sense.

“I am sorry. But did you...,” He lowers his voice, “masturbate in the bathroom?” Erica smiles at him and nods, enthusiastically.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Ohhhhhkay. Maybe asking her that was the wrong decision because she was now thinks that he is interested. He starts shaking his head to say no when he feels a hand on his shoulder.

“Honey!?” Spencer turns his head to a very pregnant woman, who was about his age, now looking at him with eyebrows raised.

“Honey?” He repeats, “What? Did you forget your married? Now galavanting around and dating some...” You look Erica head to toe, “chick?”

“I— I...” Spencer can’t form any word. What the hell is happening? You widen your eyes on him, before leaning down and pretending to pull on his ears, making him yelp.

“Pretend. I am Penelope’s bestfriend.” You whisper to him and Spencer’s eyes finally widen at agreement and nods.

“You’re married!?” Erica shrieks at them.

“Yes, sweetie. This guy you’re dating is married and is about to have his fifth child! So we’re leaving now! Before I go into labor here! With mucus and stuff!” You act distress while holding your womb and still holding unto Spencer’s ear while pulling him out the restaurant.

When they’re finally out of sight, you let him go.

“I am sorry for hurting you. Damn, how bad is that date that Penelope had to call me while having,” You pause to give the word more emphasis, “sex!?”

“It was so bad! She started acting weird when I said I worked with the FBI and then she rushed to the bathroom to masturbate!” You can’t help but laugh holding unto your stomach.

“I am so sorry you had to do that while pregnant.” Spencer says, now finally having the chance to look at you properly.

For a pregnant lady, you looked as beautiful as ever, giving the famous “pregnant glow” a whole new level.

“Oh please! This!” You look around before taking his hand and crossing the street to a park.

Spencer guides you to a sit, because he felt bad that he made the pregnant, beautiful, lady stress out over his bad date.

Weirdly, you started pushing your stomach down the skirt of your dress making him look away immediately.

“Ta-da!” Spencer looks back at you and the pregnant stomach is now gone. You were now holding a hollow styrofoam belly with snacks in it.

Spencer raises an eyebrow and gives her a look. But truth to be told he's kind of happy that the woman who he's finding extremely attractive is not really impregnated by someone else.

"Oh! Don’t look at me like that! I was going to watch a Star Trek rerun in the movies down the block and the snacks are always too pricey!” You wag your finger in front of him as he sits beside you.

"Where did you even buy that?" Spencer asks laughing as you started opening a bar of twix, "Oh. Michael's." He nods at your answer.

“That’s why I was able to run so quickly to the restaurant.” Spencer cringes at this statement, “I am sorry if I ruined your evening.”

“No, you didn’t! It was fun to play a pregnant lady with a cheating husband. Plus I get to meet the famous Doctor Spencer Reid, with 10 PhDs, IQ of 200 and can read 100,000 words per second.” Spencer laughs and almost chokes on air, “It’s 3 PhDs, IQ of 187 and 20,000 words per minute.”

“Well, you know Penelope and her hyperbole. That’s how her stories go.” You laugh and Spencer finally realizes that he doesn't even know your name.

“Oh! I am an idiot! I am sorry, what’s your name?” You laugh as you bite down on the twix, "And why have I never seen you before?"

“I am Y/N Y/L/N. I am Penelope’s childhood best friend, I just moved here like 6 months ago.” You offer him another bar and Spender happily accepts it.

"Why'd you move here?" He asks, happily munching on the chocolate bar, finally realizing that he never got the chance to eat.

"I got an offer to teach in Georgetown and Penelope was also here, so I said you know what? Why not? Its always an adventure with her and with what she made me do tonight, I am so happy with my decision." You wink at him and his nose scrunches up as he laughs with you.

You were sure Penelope was overselling this great Doctor Reid but, oh man, why did she never mention that he looked this good?

"What do you teach?" Spencer asks, "Astronomy."

His eyes widen at this, "Really? I didn't expect that." You laugh at his statement. "Yeah, a lot of people say that. I have a Bachelor's Degree in Astronomy."

"That sounds awesome! Maybe I should get mine too..."

You gape at him. You're so dead. Tall, good looking, fbi agent and always wiling to learn? Its like your dream man came out of the movie screen and was presented to you, which was hard to believe because your dream man is Matthew Gray Gubler and that man just raised your standards through the roof.

"Another one?!" Spencer laughs at you before he protests, "Hey! You can never have too much!"

"You're not wrong with that." You agree with him and you both sit in silence eating chocolates.

"Too bad we met late, we could have went together to watch Star Trek. The ticket selling has been sold out since last week." Your face scrunches up into a sad smile, and Spencer has never felt so bad.

"Hey, we can watch it at my place?" Oh god, that sounded to forward and its evident when your eyes widen, "I mean! If its okay with you! We can watch it at my place and I have popcorn. For free." Spencer rambles on as he mentally face palm himself, his bad luck streak continues.

You laugh because he looks so nervous, "Its fine, Spencer. I should call Penelope first tho." You pull out your phone but then make a face when you remember the last time she called you.

"You know what, I'll call her later. I don't need to hear her and Luke's grunting. Ugh, they're disgustingly sweet and gross at the same time." Spencer laughs as they both start standing up, "You're right. But you know what I've never seen Penelope that happy with anyone."

You happily agree, "Yeah, it's been a while. She deserves it. You know I always told her that I've met so many people in my life, but she's the most deserving of true happiness." His smile grows bigger at what you say, being the same exact thing he said.

"You're right." You both start walking quietly, Spencer helping you with the hollow belly.

"So... Star Trek..." Spencer starts and you immediately yelp, feeling defensive over a movie series, "Hey! Its a good movie!"

Spencer immediately panics, "I didn't mean anything bad! Its actually a good series! There aren't many scientific errors in it especially considering how long ago it was made!"

You can't help but smile, you already knew this but you still nod as if you didn't know this because... well... how can you correct this cute man?

"Okay. Good. I don't want to watch a Star Trek movie with someone who doesn't respect it." You say sternly and it makes Spencer laugh, "Relax, Y/N, I also love it."

The walk to his apartment was quick, it turns out you both live near each other. The walk was full of many random talks and just wonderful topics.

"Penelope tells me this is your fourth blind date?" You tease him and the pink that colors his cheeks is the prettiest shade you've ever seen.

"Yeah... Its all been bad, or weird, or just out of this world." Spencer can't help but scratch his head. You chew on your lips, trying to gather your courage.

"So... Do you consider this your fifth date....?" You look up at him with wide eyes. He looks at you, a smile slowly growing on his face. "If you want it to be." He supplies and you immediately nod with a smile.

Spencer's smile grows bigger at how excited you look. Maybe he's bad luck streak was ending with you by his side.

Spencer's fifth date was a success. It ends with both of you fast asleep on his couch after eating all the popcorn and candies your bodies can take as Star Trek plays on the background.

Penelope finally stops setting him up on dates when he comes to work the next day with a smile so big, its competing with the huge bouquet of tulips he bought for Penelope as a thank you.

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[ssaalexblake]

how are ppl like ‘13 shows vinder no kindness’ like she is the most reclusive asshole, to date has invited one person to travel with her (like 2 hours ago), won’t share any personal information and is an in general Asshole to even the ones closest to her, and she leaves him her number with a promise to help him if he needs it like... The Doctor in general doesn’t do that often, just leave somebody with the power to summon them whenever they want, let alone 13.

She said call if you need me. She doesn’t know this man, like literally she met him like 20 minutes ago. She didn’t even know his name the whole time she was saving his life this ep. We don’t see her even learn his name, it’s like it’s an afterthought. She offered her help, said she’d just show up if he asked, and she doesn’t know him from adam. 

 And frankly, u know what? if Anybody would get that he needs space rn, it’d be Her. 

Joyful to have another man in the show people think she doesn’t bend over backward enough for :)))))))) Wonderful. 

#dw shit #dw spoilers #god just leave her the fuck lone for Once #she's not nice enough to the master or graham or vinder or blah bah blah w/e #SHE'S NOT NICE #she may be kind though. #but i wouldn't say she's nice. #and a lot of the time she doesn't bother with the kind tbh #13's behaviour is only ever a problem when she's being a dick to a guy #even when she's most definitely not being a dick it's a problem to people #she treats yaz like shit and like Anybody give a crap