#and the rest of her little speech here...ugh

[rhiannswork]

i couldn’t wait any longer

spencer ᕁ reader

warnings ; spencer being a needy boy, semi voyeurism, mentions of burnout

your eyes were stuck to the tv as your hands ran through spencers brown locs. he enjoyed the feeling of your chest rising and lowering at a smooth pace. the rest of his body lay between your legs with a blanket over his long legs.

your phone rang, almost falling off the nightstand from the vibration. you saw it was your boss calling to check in on you. you had taken a two-week break due to burnout from work. you had cleared your throat before you had answered. “darlene! hey!” you spoke with a faux ‘i’m so glad you’re calling!’ tone.

“hey yn! i was just wondering how you’re doing?” she spoke, the grungey speech came from your end. “better! so much better actually… i appreciate you letting me take some time off.” you thanked her. you still toyed with spencers hair, unconsciously twirling it between your fingers.

that was spencers favorite thing that you did, whenever you’d lightly tug on his hair whenever you twirled it. little did you know, that he was already a little on edge from laying on your breasts.

“that’s so great to hear. i hate to be that person because your two weeks aren’t up yet and you can decline if you’d like, would you be willing to come back tomorrow?” you rolled your eyes as you held back a sigh. “of course i can darlene! may i ask, wha-” your train of thought had completely crashed.

you felt spencers lips on your neck, tugging at your skin ever so lightly. “what um… what’s wrong? everything alright there?” you shook your head, attempting to ignore reid which was clearly not working. “oh yes, of course, we just have some new people coming in who need to be trained. you’re the best trainer i know.” she chuckled. reid’s eyes connect with yours, you fell in love all over again… “hello? yn?”

“what? yes yes i understand.” you sighed with relief and satisfaction when spencer hit your sweet spot. you hand shot up through his hair, you gripped his hair by the scalp. you heard him moan as quietly as he possibly could. “i’d be willing to help.” you tried to gain some brain cells back to answer your boss.

“thank you so much, i would offer this to janis but you know how she is.” she joked. “i sure do.” you chuckled as spencer went lower and lifted your shirt up. he began placing kisses on your stomach as his fingers hovered ever-so-slightly above your waist, sending chills up your spine. he silently giggled at your misfortune, watching as you became soothed with every touch.

“she’s been working my nerve, ever since you left!” your boss continued to gossip. “really?” you have no interest in what darlene had to say. “yes! she thinks since you’re not here, she’s the queen of the office. don’t even get me started on daniel ugh!” she rambled, all you had to say was ‘mhm, oh wow, really?’ you couldn’t care less.

your mind was all on spencer who was inching closer and closer to your heat. “spence.” you whispered, you shook your head but he disregarded your protest. “but we miss you, there’s no rush… it would just be nice if you could train the newbies.” she sighed, finally drawing the conversation to a conclusion.

while spencer on the other hand was just getting started. he pulled your shorts down along your panties, threw them to the side, and slowly immersed himself into you. “well, i won’t keep you any longer.” “mhm… okay… yeah i… i’ll see you.” you didn’t wait for a response as you pressed decline, tossing your phone to the side of the bed.

“doctor reid, you are in so much trouble.”

#spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid criminal minds #spencer reid #criminal minds smut #spencer reid fluff #matthew gray gubler

[mandareeboo]

Hazbin Hotel prompt: Lucifer finds out Vaggie is a fallen angel and is A: Pretty understanding and B: Mostly like “ARE YOU OKAY?! DO YOU NEED ME TO GET YOU ANYTHING?!” because he knows that Falling hurts

Lucifer's disassociating through one of his daughter's long speeches, bent over his work desk. He wants to listen, he does, but it's just. So much easier to work on a ducky. He adds fluffy red ears as she explains the long-term ramifications of attacking Heaven.

"And since Vaggie is an angel--" she says, and the rest gets lost in the mush between his ears.

"Yeah," he says, nodding, and attaches a scepter to the new duckling.

There's a long bout of silence, so long he actually manages to look up, and Charlie is staring at him. "You knew?"

"What?" he says, trying to remember the last five minutes of conversation. "Oh. Yeah. Maggie's an angel. Maggie's an angel? Yeah, I think I knew that."

"Uh, sir," Vaggie says, and wow! When did she get here? Time really is the craziest thing.

"I didn't know that?" Charlie extrapolates.

"Sweetie," Lucifer says, pleading for her to understand, because now that he's said it he's pretty sure he did know, actually, "she's got a giant X over her eye. And one of those pointy things! I had one of those bad boys back in the day too."

"Spear," Vaggie coughs into her fist.

"I thought that's how you met! She was seeking redemption for whatever got her kicked out of Heaven."

"I refused to kill a child," she said.

"Ugh, I always hated that rule. Oh, little Jimmy died before we could reach the pulpit? Guess he's Hell's problem now!" Lucifer scratched his face with the duckie. "Is the place still covered top to bottom in gold?"

"Yup."

"Ew. I always liked the decor of Hell better. Free will made some really good designers to be damned!" He patted her head, content to believe he'd done a great job at Parent and Friend. "You're still super pretty in my book, Maggie."

"Dad," Charlie starts, just a little bit frustrated, but Vaggie broke off into snickers and she melts, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.

Lucifer held up his newest creation- a duckie shaped like Alastor. "Speaking of damnation, wanna help me toss this in the incinerator?"

"Fuck yeah," Vaggie says, and Lucifer felt that meant they were now Best Friends.

#Ask #Question Mandar #randox-talore #Drabble Prompts #Hazbin Hotel #Lucifer Morningstar #Vaggie #Charlie Morningstar #Lucifer is many things but put together is NOT one of them #He's doing his best tho

[xecutivecucumber]

Executive Cucumber's thoughts on the Bad Batch: Season 3x06 and 3x07 (I'm pretty sure I'm formatting this differently every time. Oh well)

Okay, there's a subject I'm going to have to postpone until the end of the post because I want all my thoughts on that to be together: the main operative clone. And the rest might be slightly out of order. I'm also doing this before I see anyone else's thoughts, just so we get the pure version.

Let's go!

I honestly thought that Senator Singh and Riyo were dead meat. But no, they're fine because REX IS COOLER THAN ANYONE. Ugh that man. Freaking throwing the grenade back at him.

Clones are beautiful. That is all.

THAT'S THAT ONE PLACE FROM THE OG CLONE WARS MOVIE!!! TETH!!!

Howzer I love you but if you touch Crosshair we will be having words.

I am actually really proud of Crosshair and his restraint this episode. He could have been really cutting to Howzer.

OMEGA WITH THE TOOTHPIIIIICKS and Hunter is jealouuuus

EDIT: ECHO AND THE CROSSBOW HE'S SO SWEET

WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU CROSSHAIR

It's really nice to see normal clones being normal again. (Too bad it doesn't last)

There's something up with Omega. I'm not going to lie, I think that she and Rex are going to plan to get her captured in order to track her back to Tantiss.

HOWZER STOP DISTRUSTING CROSSHAIR THIS MOMENT

I appreciate that Hunter doesn't seem to distrust Crosshair during this point.

...they really shouldn't have brought that operative back.

Rex is considering stealing Omega, I swear. I love that he gets down to her level.

WOOOOOOOOOOOLFFE (Plo would be so disappointed in you)

It's...odd to see these normal troopers with him.

It's also strange that he cannot comprehend that the clones could be traitors at first.

STOP DYING YOU BEAUTIFUL REGS

'She only bites half the time' I'm pretty sure Omega is lying here but I don't care.

CROSSHAIR IS SUCH A WORRIED DAD HOLY CRAP. 'Oh, I'm much worse' I LOVE YOU

And this just gives such a little insight into how the Batch was when they were together. I have a feeling that Crosshair was a fusser and a nagger.

And I love how Howzer's natural and correct conclusion is: 'no one evil could love that child.' (Unless you're Nala Se)

Hey, actual candor from Crosshair. I keep saying this is who he always was under it all, but I do think he's healed somewhat, at least towards regs. The healing power of Omega.

'Too bad' I LOVE THIS MAN

STOP DYING REGS

Rex talking down Wolffe reminded me so much of him trying to talk Jesse down. So ow.

Okay, what ROCK have they shoved Wolffe under for the last YEAR??? YES THE EMPIRE WOULD GET RID OF THE CLONES YOU DOG BRAINED IDIOT

(Plo would be proud that you let them go)

...they just killed all of Rex's clones, except Howzer and Gregor. And I have a bad feeling about Howzer. STOP TAKING THINGS FROM REX HASN'T HE LOST ENOUGH???

Okay here we are, at the big topic. Hold onto your pants.

That operative clone. Is. Tech. Because if he is not, they are purposefully using the narrative to deceive us.

I might miss a few things, but that's because I'm up past my bedtime and I've been up too late the last few days.

1. The falling and water parallels. This clone falls a LOT during this episode and dives into a lot of water. He even falls into mist. This time it's to kill and capture his siblings instead of save them.

2. The injury. This clone is hobbling around a lot after his injury, which was immediately reminiscent of Tech's broken leg at the beginning of season 2. Both of them are forcing themselves past their limit to achieve a mission. Specifically with injured legs.

3. General attitude and demeanor. In combination with the stealth and injury, this clone has a more hunched posture. His speech patterns are more formal, though we haven't really heard a lot of other clone operatives talk with their helmets on. But he's also apparently allergic to orders. I first thought that he'd be out of the chain of command, but they would have told Wolffe that he wasn't in charge of the operative if that were the case. Or the operative would have straight up told him 'I don't take orders from you' instead of staring awkwardly at him. Instead he runs off and does his own thing. While injured. Not to mention the buttons on his gauntlet. The other clone operatives don't have those.

4. The cybernetic legs. Now we don't know for sure if Tech would have cybernetic legs, but it seems likely for a severely injured trooper. And when Crosshair is looking at the heat signature, you can see that his legs are blue instead of yellow or red. No heat. Not organic.

5. What he says to Crosshair. 'You could have been one of us.' 'You chose the wrong side.' Yes, he's talking about Crosshair resisting the re-education. But flip it on its head real quick. 'You could have been one of us. One of the Bad Batch.' 'You chose the wrong side. The Empire.' Those lines very easily have double meanings.

6. An interesting one is when he starts moving rocks after the explosion. Why would he do that? Why not immediately go find another way in? He's moving only the smaller rocks. There's a large one in the way that he couldn't move himself. And he doesn't get the rest of the troopers to come move it when they arrive. He almost seems confused.

Like he's somewhere else after an explosion, having to move rocks. Like in the Crossing.

I know that this hardly seem like iron clad evidence. But in the language of story telling, it's practically screaming in our faces.

And I'm so glad he's back. I missed him. He won't be himself for a while, but I legitimately believe we'll get one last fight with the Batch all together. Because brain washing is a heck of a lot easier to fix than being dead.

My sister is doing the good work and creating a tik token about it, and I'll probably share it here when she's finished.

(We're getting the episode 'Identity Crisis ON MY BIRTHDAY and so help me if that's about Tech)

Honestly I thought I'd be more excited, but I spent the entire two episodes forcing myself into not having expectations and also I might be in shock.

#the bad batch #tbb #the bad batch season 3 #the bad batch season 3 spoilers #tbb season 3 spoilers #tbb spoilers #bad batch #tbb tech #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #star wars #tbb season 3 #captain rex #commander wolffe #captain howzer #tech lives #i am sure of it now #crossdad #can this show stop being so good I'm trying to live my life #and I'm up too late again #clone troopers

[ruishusband]

᧔ ˖ ࣪ 🪞 ࣪ ⤹thanks princess

⤷Velvette (hazbin hotel) is beyond stressed, so her gf!reader decides to help her out<3 (making out at the end)

"UGH, VOX! COME DOWN HERE AND CALM DOWN YOUR LITTLE BOYTOY, I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THIS!!" Velvette was already having a bad day, the last thing she needed was Valentino being a pussy because of something to do with Angel Dust, 'it's always that goddamn Angel Dust, isn't it?'.

But whatever, Vox will calm him down, he BETTER calm him down unless he wants another broken screen to repair. She had more important problems to focus on, like her best model being late and giving her attitude. 'I HAVE to put this bitch in her place' she thought to herself, a mixture of annoyed and angry. Dealing with her was easy as to be expected, as she's all bite no bark. Velvette thinks, scratch that, KNOWS it's absolutely pathetic all she had to do was yell at her about how she's under contract to get her to behave.

Even though she truly wishes that was all, it wasnt, her day was actually testing her patience, which is saying something considering she's never had any in the first place. After a long, excruciatingly painful day of dealing with every type of jackass who can't pull their shit together to save their life, she just wanted to rest. Did she have a migrane? Not sure, but it sure felt like it, but maybe she only thinks she has one because of everyone and their bullshit. She went to her room, rubbing her forehead, clearly irritated.

You walked into Velvettes room, speaking gently "Whats wrong Vel? Is it Valentino again, cus if it is I'm gonna beat his ass-" "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE, it's not just Val it's EVERYONE, so could you just leave me the fuck alone" "Im afraid I can't sweetheart, I know it's important to give frustrated people some space, but you tend to be terrible at getting your head clear. So I'm going to try and help," you took a pause in your speech, sitting beside her on the mattress "-tell me what happened, you don't have to tell me everything and you don't have to tell me right now, take your time and tell me the most important things" you said, reassuring her by holding her hands.

Velvette sighed, acting annoyed, but in all honesty she appreciates that you care, and knows you're right, she needs someone to listen. So, she started ranting to you, and you made sure to not interrupt her. As she signals you to start speaking, you open up your mouth, using a soft tone. You rubbed circles in her knuckles, making eye contact. You're not sure if it's the loving look you gave her or the words you whispered softly, but it worked, she calmed down a bit, taking a few deep breaths. "Thank you princess, I need someone to listen to me" she said, giving you a soft kiss on the lips "You know, I would be even more calm if-" you cut her off, kissing her "I know, more kisses" she didn't reply, continuing to make out with you.

#⤷ಇ.sfw writing #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel velvette #hazbin velvette #fem reader #afab reader #female reader #wlw post #wlw #x reader

[muffinlance]

Fellow Prisoner Li, Part 5: Zuko, Ruiner of Speeches

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“We can’t leave without Li,” Katara said, and Aang said, and Hama and the other ex-Fire-Nation-prisoners were largely neutral on, but Sokka wasn’t actually arguing that.

“We’ve been here too long,” was what Sokka was arguing. “We are in the middle of the Fire Nation. After breaking into a prison, with our giant recognizable sky bison and our glowing recognizable Avatar. The whole point of coming here was to not be recognized, which now that I think about it, was a planned doomed to fail the second it started with ‘break into a prison’—”

Not that he’d voted for that plan, either. Honestly, that plan seemed custom-built to out themselves immediately. While in a prison designed to hold benders. Which just went to show that Li was not a Plan Guy. And yes, Sokka was just as worried as the rest of them that the firebender had apparently wandered off with no supplies into a forest and not come out in any of the neighboring towns, but— 

“Would you leave me behind?” his little sister said. “Or Aang? Or Hama? Li’s one of us.”

“Yes,” Sokka said. “I mean no. I mean—ugh. He knows where we are. So either he doesn’t want to come back, or someone is stopping him, and the fact he’s held out for days means it would probably be pretty terrible of us to waste his—”

“If you say sacrifice—” Katara said, while Aang was turning a distinct shade of hadn’t-previously-contemplated-torture white. 

Which was, of course, when the Fire Nation troops announced themselves. The inn was surrounded. Appa was groaning under the sudden weight of an iron net. Faceless skull masks stood poised to bend in a double-ring all around them, with… a teenage girl as their leader?

Good evil smirk. 10/10. Sokka really felt the unflappable confidence.

“What have you done to him?” Katara shouted, interrupting a very dramatic monologue about the inevitability of their defeat. 

“Rude,” the girl said. “And unspecific.”

“With Li. Where is he?”

The girl’s eyes skimmed over their little group again. Three children and one elder out front, other elders huddled inside, watching through the upstairs windows. Her eyes narrowed. 

“You misplaced your firebender?”

“Well,” Aang said, clutching his staff in front of himself. “He might have been upset, and… left?”

“Li,” she said, drawing the name out in a very particular way. “Left. Left you. The Avatar.”

“Or,” Katara growled, her glare firmly on the girl, her hand firmly on her waterskin. “He was captured.”

“If he was captured, I would know,” the girl said.

“Because… you are…?” Sokka asked.

10/10 on the I don’t disappoint me, you disappoint me look, too. Which was on her, really, because what had been the point of her whole speech if there was no one here who even knew who she was? And it wasn’t like they should know—

“Princess Azula,” she said. “Daughter of Fire Lord Ozai. Heir to the Dragon Throne.”

And then she snapped her fingers, and started giving orders. Search pattern orders. 

“Find him,” she said.

“Um,” said Aang, holding his staff a little less tightly. “Are you… capturing me?”

The Fire Princess had quite a repertoire of looks. Sokka… did not recognize this one.

“What’s even the point if he’s not here to watch?” she said, and turned her back on them.

She still left the nets on Appa, and enough soldiers to burn the inn if they so much as twitched. Given all the elders inside who could barely walk, much less run…

Team Avatar sat tight. Or, as Sokka preferred to think of it: outsourced their Li-tracking to someone with superior manpower.

#Azula: I had a whole speech and he RUINED IT #I can’t just start again when we find him his little friends would know it was a repeat performance #Do you know what you’ve done Zuzu #You’ve ruined a perfectly good gloat #Meanwhile Sokka: this level of drama feels… familiar #I can’t quite put my finger on it #Fellow Prisoner Li #(she cobbled together speeches from three lesser known plays and changed a few words) #(somewhere Zuko feels the rage of uncredited playwrights) #(it is the only thing keeping him warm) #Avatar The Last Airbender #atla #Zuko #Azula #Sokka #ficlet

[bewitched-bullet]

Here you go @helloliriels ! This is only the part I finished tweaking

Actually, I always regret everything I do but I do it anyway 😅

(Working title: To Pull a Spider’s Silk)

Chapter 1

The labyrinthine streets of London were currently being slowly devoured by tendrils of thickened mist, offering an ethereal backdrop to the slow moving traffic and passive pedestrians. The eerie false twilight, gave a distinct pull -longing- for a fit of exploring.

‘Wanderlust’ He mused absently, letting the curtain fall back over the window.

Within a comfortably cluttered apartment of haphazard style and sense, a tall and lean figure moved across the room with unnatural grace, grabbed a grubby poker, and jabbed at the inoffensive logs in the fireplace. Small sparks from the fire spat out into the living room in protest. He carelessly flung the metal poker to the side with a clang and spun back around. His sharp, piercing gaze darted across the intricacies of case files spread like cryptic mosaics on his desk. Loose leaflets and some torn pages were taped, pinned, and a couple times -nailed- to the closest wall. Not his fault he ran out of tape. The air around him seemed to vibrate with intensity as he paced in front of his handiwork. A faint smile played unbidden upon his lips as he visually scoured the data.

The fire in the fireplace popped and snapped as it’s fuel shifted, casting wild shadows across the room. He remained unmoved and suddenly stilled, narrowing his ice-blue eyes. Quick as snake, he snatched a paper off the wall and with a final unimpressed once over, tossed it into the flames.

“Aaaargh, I need more information!”

He whipped out his phone from his back pocket, thumbs flying over the digital keyboard.

<< Get me more. SH

His foot tapped as he stared at the screen, waiting. Two minutes later, a ding.

>> Get stuffed.

‘Ugh!’

Annoying, but not unexpected. He tossed his phone to a chair, steepled his fingers and rested his chin on them. Can’t go to the crime scenes without being invited (ridiculous), not allowed to step into the station without a case (see point 1) or near dead (unlikely, though appreciated), and not allowed to directly call unless near dead. He snatched the remote from the mantle and switched the small telly on.

The lastest press release of the murders suicides was being hosted by his associate (are they associates? He does associate with him in the verb kind of sense), Lastrade. Sherlock’s mouth twitched upwards as he watched the stress-grayed haired man give his little speech about the case. Sherlock pursed his lips thoughtfully. He may not be allowed to call but nobody couldn't tell him he can’t text whoever he wanted. He quickly retrieved his mobile, tapped a couple times on the glass screen, and confirmed ‘send all’ in a group message. Wouldn’t be able to trace it back to him anyway.

A soft knock at the door disrupted the room's stillness, the arrival of a visitor momentarily drawing his focus. He swiftly crossed the room and opened the door. His landlady, had brought the mail. He greeted her with raised eyebrows.

"Good evening, dear. It's quite chilly out there," she remarked, handing over the letters with a pat on his arm. "Do make sure you get yourself a nice cuppa; it’s going to be cold tonight."

Sherlock’s demeanor softened, and he offered a quick peck on top of her curls. “Thank you, Mrs. Hudson,” he replied as he took the mail, his expression a mix of appreciation and distant contemplation. “Perhaps, you should make sure I do.”

Mrs. Hudson chuckled warmly. "Oh, Sherlock, you do need to take care of yourself,” she said in mock astonishment. “I’m not your housekeeper, you know.”

Sherlock rapidly sorted through the envelopes, tossing them carelessly to the floor. His flurry of movement was soon stilled. He tilted his head, catching something unusual in the pile in his hands. One letter stood out from the rest, its appearance distinct with swirling black ink, sealed with wax, and marked with a unique emblem. He dropped the rest to the floor as he weighed it in his palm, eyes narrowed.

Mrs. Hudson looked at Sherlock with mild worry. “Ah, perhaps I’ll check on you later anyway. I’ll bring a good meat pie.”

“Mmm…yes, very good,” Sherlock murmured as he turned away from her, sliding his thumb carefully under the seal. He barely registered Mrs. Hudson carefully closing the door behind her as he analyzed the stationary. He gingerly removed the creamy, heavy-weighted paper from the satin-like envelope and unfolded it, scanning it quickly. His frown deepened, and frustration simmered beneath his calm exterior as he re-read the message.

Tiptoeing the lines for the past two years to remain a free agent had been a delicate and frustrating balance. Most of the time, he could believe in the illusion it provided. However, every now and then, reminders of how fragile that "freedom" was came knocking. With a low snarl, he snapped his wrist, and the fancy stationery spun into the fireplace It quickly caught aflame green tinted tongues lapping at it greedily, curling the darkened edges. He remained like stone till every bit of it disintegrated into ash and embers.

……………………………………………………………………………………..

(Next will be John’s part)

I really hope you like this tidbit!

#owl sherlock #sherlock fanfic #sherlock x john #bbc sherlock #johnlock #case fic #i think? #no title #owls #witches and warlocks #goddess help me #writers on tumblr #creative writing #fanfiction #fanfic #writing

[ambelle]

BobaWhatever was extremely wrong about DickKory's romance just like that Vullein person was wrong about their never being a core 4. Hilarious how instead of admitting it they both decided to pretend they never said any of it. Both so ugly ugh!

Anyway what are some of your favorite romantic scenes from season 2 & 3.

They think we've all forgotten but my memory is sharp when it comes to haters. Boba shipped DickBabs and Vull shipped DickDawn LOL. I remember boyzzzz.

Anywho this is gonna be long!

I feel like DickKory have a lot of subtle interactions in season 2 & 3 and then they have obvious romantic moments. So I'm gonna split them in 2.

So my favorite subtle moments from 2&3

This scene in 2x01. Dick couldn’t come right out and say he wants Kory to stay so he says "this model seats five" LOL. He just wants her there with him wherever the road takes him.

Their ruinion in 2x05 where he's so shocked and happy to see her time stands stills. He completely forgets all about Jason and Slade in that moment. Then of course when he opens up to Kory here and instead of telling her how he feels he compliments her. She sees right through this and ends up saving his life. The rest of this ep is romantic to me so I'll talk more on that later.

2x11 doesn't get enough love! Kory's speech about finding friendship and love I interpreted to be about Dick. This has never been confirmed so I consider it to be a subtle nod about Kory's true feelings. She then listens to Donna give this long rant about Dick causing his own problems and how she refuses to help him. Kory knows he's dramatic and got himself locked up but she also knows Dick is a good man. She refuses to leave him in prison and is determined to free him along with Rachel.

2x13 has a few suble moments with Dick asking about Kory but I find this scene where he checks her out funny so it sticks out in my mind.

3x01 is very cute. He looks to Kory like they are proud parents then spies on her during her news interview. Then all of our favorite part is him running over there and hiding in the shadows just so he could flirt with her about "the media's" love for her.

3x06 They were giving strong married vibes in this episode. I like this scene in the hospital where he lets go of the hard-ass act to admit it bothers him that Gar is angry with him. Kory explains Gar is afraid and Dick then spends the rest of the episode bonding with him.

3x07 I liked that Kory knew not to involve Dick in dealings with the mob because she understood it would trigger him. Also found it funny how quickly he got over that considering he flipped out at Babs over shutting down Oracle just moments before. Kory can do no wrong. Also it's super cute their little moment during the fight later on where they smile at each other.

3x08 Lastly this kitchen scene was like covert flirting. Kory was blatantly checking him out and sharing food with him. Mind you he was supposed to be going on a date with Babs that he spent their phone convo trying to get out of. What a mess LOL.

And my favorite romantic moments

2x05 yeah...Kory was the only one on his side during that group discussion. She was the one not operating on emotions and selfishness. When Dick spoke to her about how he wanted her to stay with the team Kory figured out he was trying to say goodbye. She then showed up and saved his life. Dick honestly started fighting the hardest once she showed up and he felt she was in danger.

2x09 I love how Kory is seated behind Dick during this scene. She didn't judge him for what happened with Joey and when Hank hit him she stood up immediately. Hank clearly got the hint and all of Dick's terrible friends fuck off somewhere (plus Rachel who gets a pass). Kory wants to stay with himbut she can't. And her leaving is what pushes Dick over the edge to run off and self-harm.

3x06 I feel like it takes a lot for Dick and Kory to say out loud they are worried for each others safety but Kory couldn't take it anymore. He got shot and was still being reckless. Kom immediately notices the tension.

3x12 is self-explanatory! It's their future baby and proof that they are meant to be in each other's life <3.

#dickkory #anonymous #It Was Always Kory #periodt

[radation]

Heyyyyyy I was wondering if you could write an encanto tickle fic? With mirabel as the lee and any lers you like. If you don’t want to do this it’s totally fine it’s all up to you. :) please and thank you

No problem! I’m actually surprised someone would request Encanto considering the fandom is kinda dead but good to see people are still apart of it, including myself! So for this fic, think I’ll be aiming for is julieta and isabela as lers, I hope you like it!

Mirabel and the tickly situation.

The sun shone over Encanto once again as a brand new day began, julieta was one of the first to wake up, although Agustín begged her to stay and cuddle with him, she finally managed to get up and start her day by making breakfast for the family. Pepa soon woke up and began helping her sister.

The breakfast was laid out nicely and neatly on the table, the rest of the family had woken up by now and pepa gave julieta a high five, everyone came in and sat down and began listening to Abuela’s speech about how the village is recently doing well and blah blah blah boring stuff.

Soon breakfast was over and everyone headed out to do their chores, Mirabel however, she didn’t have much to do today so she got pretty bored. Until she had a cheeky idea and grew a mischievous smile, running off like the little troublemaker she is, she went off to find her rowdy and wild older sister isabela.

“Now just a tiny little drop…” *isabela muttered as she was add some substances onto her cactus to see what would happen*

“Hey isa!” *Mirabel popped out of nowhere*

“AH-“ *isabela jumped and accidentally dropped the substance and made the plant not only enormous but also man eating*

“Oops.” *mirabel mumbled*

“Stand back!” *isabela yelled and quickly trapped the plant down with her vines before it could have a chance of eating anyone, she got another type of substance and added a few drops making it change back to normal. She faced her sister with an annoyed glare*

“Alright, what is it now mira? And you’d better have a good reason for nearly getting us killed.” *she spoke in an annoyed tone*

“Well, I just came to spend time with you!” *she smiled and hugged isabela*

“Hm…ugh fine, you win.” *she giggled and hugged her sister*

the two sisters began chatting, Isabela began laughing by Mirabel’s stories but isa seemed to be distracted by something from time to time. Mira sighed because she has been telling Isabela many times to focus.

Mira got an amazing idea, atleast to her. While isabela seemed to be starting at something Mirabel snuck her hand in isa’s neck and gave her a light tickle. Isa jerked away and covered her neck with her shoulder, letting a little “eep!” Sound out.

She looked mirabel dead in the eye.

“What the heck was that for?!” *she giggled and rubbed her neck*

“Focus.” *mirabel teased*

“I suggest you don’t tickle me before you become a giggly mess your self little sister~”

*mira blushes but knew if she backed down now, her sister would take victory so she stayed strong*

Mira: “meh, don’t care.” *she tries to hide her nervousness cuz her sister doesn’t hold back in tickling*

Isabela: “oh really?~” *she teased and began chasing Mira, mirabel had quiet good reflexes so she booked it before Isabela could catch her, leading to a chase*

*mirabel was screaming every time her sister got near her. Out of the blue, julieta walked out and got a bit startled as Mirabel ran into her arms*

Mirabel: “mamí! Pleasehelpme,itickledisabelabecauseshewoudlntfocusandnowshewantstoticklethehelloutofmesopleasesaveme!”

Juleita: “huh?” *she looked I’m at Isabela who just caught up*

*isabela chuckled*

Isabela: “what mirabel is TRYING to say is that “I deserve to get tickled after tickling my beautiful big sissy” *she gave a teasing smirk with an eyebrow raise*

Mirabel: Nu uh! Mamí! I only tickled her because she wouldn’t focus! Mama you know how she is with not focusing!

*jueliat thought for a moment*

Julieta: “I think isabela is right here, considering you did tickle her first.”

Isabela: “yes!”

Mirabel: “no!”

Mirabel: “mamí! No! This is so unfair! Is this because I gave you a small tickle on your side earlier this morning?!”

Julieta: “very much so.” *she quickly turned Mirabel to face Isabela and wrapped her arms around her* “alright isa, get her!”

*isabela smirked and without hesitation, began tickling her baby sister’s stomach, making mirabel blush and earning a yelp out of her*

Mirabel: “hey! Hehehey! Stahhahap! IHIHIT tihihcklehehs!”

Isabela: “I…would hope so…?” *isabela replies in a fake puzzled tone because she found Mirabel’s comment a bit dumb, the whole point is that it’s supposed to tickle*

Julieta: “aww, just some cute sister bonding time, hm?”*juleita’s grip was nice and strong on her daughter, preventing her from fighting back but allowing her to squirm a bit*

Isabela: “aww, tickle tickle tickle mirabel~ your tummy is real soft!”

*mirabel blushed even more as she knocked the grounds with her head shaking, hair flying in her face*

Mirabel: “Ihihim gohonaha kihihill yohohu!!”

*mirabel’s widened as to what she just said while Isabela and julieta create a fake overdramatic gasp*

Julieta: “oh Mirabel?! How dare you say that to your sister?!”

Isabela: “how rude!!”

Mirabel: “no wait!-“

*Mirabel was quickly pinned by her mother to the ground and saw isa coming at her with wiggling fingers*

Mirabel: “NO! nonononononono! No waihihit!!!!”

*Mirabel’s body jolted when she felt her sister’s ticklish fingers assaulting her body*

Isabela: “aww, now why should I wait?~”

Mirabel: “IHIHI wahahsnt reheadhyhy!!!”

Julieta: “too bad, you gotta suffer consequences.”

Mirabel: “hehahaha! Plehahse! Ihihm sohohryhy!!”

*isabela gave her mother a look and both woman shook their head, julieta smirked and held Mirabel’s arms with one hand, she blew a raspberry on Mirabel’s neck as she used her free hand to tickle Mirabel’s armpits*

Mirabel: “AHEHEHEHAH! *squeal* MAHAHAMIHIHI!! *she squirmed and kicked* NOHOHOHOHO!!!!”

*isabela wasn’t much help either, she just decimated Mirabel’s stomach, including the belly button*

Julieta: “nom nom nom! Nom! Mmm! Delicious!” *she kept nibbling Mirabel’s neck, allowing Mirabel to produce so many squeals and snorts*

Isabela: “now I wonder, I gotta check your ribs! Just checking on my wittle sissy!” *she pouted and began “counting” her ribs*

Isabela: “1….2…3…4…5- oh for god sake’s mirable, quit moving and let me count!”

Mirabel: “ahehwhahAHAHAHEHHA! StahahAHAHHAP!”

Julieta: “hmm…no.”

Mirabel: “NOHOHO! IHIHITS SOHOHO BAHAHD!!”

*isabela and julieta slowed their tickling down but still tickled the poor girl*

Mirabel: “pleahahhsee!! Ihihm sohohrrhyhy!!!”

Isabela: “no way, you were gonna kill me! That is such a rude thing to say!”

Mirabel: “Nohoho! IHIT whahas ahaha Johohokehe!”

Julieta: “oh so you can make jokes but we can’t tickle you? Doesn’t seem very fair mija~”

*mirabel couldn’t answer and just kept laughing as her mother had isabela kept tickling her, one squeeze to the side made mirabel yelp, on spider to the armpit makes mirabel squeal- this girl is just ticklish as hell.*

Isabela: “I just love hearing Mirabel’s bubbly laughter, don’t you mama?”

Julieta: “oh I very much do, it’s really adorable!!” *she pouted and nuzzled her nose with Mirabel’s nose, making Mirabel giggle*

*isabela began scribbling on the stomach*

Isabela: “give up?!”

Mirabel: “I GIVE! HAHEHEHAH! IHIH GIHIVEHEH!!”

Julieta: “good.”

*both woman release her, allowing the girl to lower her hands and curl up into a ball panting*

Mirabel: “ughh!! Why?!?!”

Isabela: “because you deserve it you brat!”

Mirabel: “Nu uh!”

Isabela: “yu uh!” *she giggled and pressed her forehead against Mirabel’s forehead, the two were at a giggly “Nu uh” and “yu uh” back and forth banter, julieta just sighed, happy to see how fun her daughters were having*

Isabela: “I’ll tickle you again!”

Mirabel: “NO! Mamí!-“

Julieta: “okay okay okay, instead of continuing these little shenanigans of yours, who wants to help me bake arepas?”

Isabela & mirabel: “ME!”

Isabela: “last one there is a huevo podrido!!”

Mirabel: “hey!!”

*both girls took off into the kitchen, giggling julieta chuckled as she stood up and walked behind, smiling at her two daughters*

Julieta: “Those two…” *she sighed with a chuckle as she shook her head*

-the end-

YESSS, FINALLY GOT THIS ONE OUT AND I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE IF I HAVENT GOTTEN IT OUT EARLEIR, SCHOOL WAS BEING STUPID AND NOW THAT ITS THE WEEKEND, I CAN FINALLY FOCUS ON THESE REQUESTS! I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND IF YOU DONT WANNA REQUEST ANYTHING AGAIN WHO EVER YOU ARE ANONYMOUS AND IM REALLY SORRY!!! </3

#tickle encanto #encanto #encanto tickles #mirabellee #leemirabel #lerisabela #lerjulieta #isabelaler #julietaler #encantoticklefic #encanto tickle fic

[yorksgirl]

Hi Maggie!

Spud here, just stopping by to spread a little bit of positivity in your inbox 🐸🩷

Firstly just wanted to compliment your header because WOW he looks so good there. I needed to see that. Gorgeous man!

Secondly, wanted to compliment you on your taste because Dave York is the best! I actually rewatched The Equalizer 2 with my bestie at the weekend and tried to explain to him that he did nothing wrong and even if he did he looked good while doing it so he is forgiven. My friend did not get it. His loss!

Anyway, your love for Pedro is infectious and it's so sweet to see how much joy he clearly brings you! He's the best. Hope you have a lovely rest of your day. Sending hugs!! 🤗

Hi spud 👋🏻

Thank you for stopping by to spread the love 💕

Yeah he does look great there doesn’t he but when doesn’t he?

Ugh you have no idea how much I love Dave York 💜. When he first showed up I sighed but as soon as he mentioned the Belgium chocolate fuck I was in love. Dave did nothing wrong. The speech he gives in the kitchen and when he’s on top of the tower gives his justification for his actions. Don’t you think the bad guy is the one getting in the wife’s car with her daughters? A man she doesn’t know. Don’t get me started on carol lol. When I watch the equalizer I just skip to Pedro’s scenes lol.

He is the best. He is sunshine and puppies in human form. I hope he knows how loved he is.

I hope you have a lovely day. Thank you for responding. Oh I loved this. This was fun. Sending hugs 🤗

#pedro pascal #happy inbox

[nebulablakemurphy]

Total Eclipse Of The Heart (Pt. 8)

Summary: Y/N and Jacob attend the wedding of the century.

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Y/N grabs her vibrating phone off the nightstand. “Alice?”

“Are you alright?” The brunette say immediately. “I can’t see you.”

“I’m with Jacob. You can never see me.”

“Is this chick on something?” Jacob quips.

“I normally catch a glimpse at least. Nothing since yesterday.”

She did hunt yesterday, alone. Alice shouldve seen her then. “Should I come home then? Back to Forks?”

Jacob groans. It was supposed to be a month long vacation and location scouting for their big move to Alaska. A graduation gift from their new ‘family.’

“Well no, if you’re ok, stay in Denali. Sounds like Jacob isn’t ready to leave yet.” Alice shoots back.

“This is my last chance to be alone with her before the whole family comes to set up shop. Let me have this!” Jacob says into the phone.

“Have fun.” Alice sighs, “keep me posted and I’ll see you at the wedding.”

“See you at the wedding.”

“And not a second before,” Jacob adds, “bye Alice.”

Y/N ends the call. “Admit it, you miss them.”

“The Cullens?” Jacob huffs a laugh, “like hell I do.”

“Mhm,” she smirks, “you like Alice.”

“She’s alright.” Jacob remarks, “she worries about you.”

———————————————————————

“Jacob? Y/N! I didn’t think you guys were going to make it.” Bella rushes to hug the Y/H/C, almost unrecognizable in her wedding gown and heels.

“I thought we RSVP’d?” Y/N frowns at Alice, over her sister’s shoulder.

“Careful, she’s not zipped.” Jacob warns. Bella is one pull away from a show.

“Oh, sorry.” Bella apologies, moving away.

Jacob closes the back of Y/N’s dress with practiced fingers. She looks beautiful.

“Well you did say you were coming, but…no one’s heard from you in weeks.”

“We were scouting out a piece of land up in Denali. Alaska is really beautiful.” Y/N explains.

“Sent in the blueprint to get the ball rolling up there.”

“What?” This is news to Bella.

“Carlisle approved, of course, and funded. I can show you the lay out. We’ll all have plenty of room.” Y/N offers.

“I’m gonna set up a machine shop for me.” Jacob can’t shut up about it. “Y/N enrolled in some online accounting classes so she can manage the books.”

“You guys have it all figured it out huh?” Bella gives a watery grin.

“We do,” Y/N rests her left hand against the lapel of Jacob’s jacket.

“You look really happy.” Bella thinks back to the pictures at Jacob’s garage. Happy, carefree, glowing in love. They look like them again.

“We are,” Y/N says, looking to her boyfriend.

“Over the moon.” The wolf agrees.

“What’s going on in here?” Charlie guffaws, pushing the door open to peek inside.

“Dad!” Y/N rejoices, moving, at human speed, to wrap her arms around him.

“Welcome home, baby,” he returns the embrace. Resting his chin atop her head. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“Me too.”

Jacob waves, from the corner.

“You owe me a father daughter dance tonight.”

“Wouldn’t miss it.”

———————————————————————

Bella and Edward’s wedding is kinda beautiful. For an observer, one who doesn’t think they’re having a shotgun wedding.

Vows are exchanged, speeches are given, Y/N shoves a piece of cake in Jacob’s face. Things seem…normal.

“What?” Y/N demands, when she catches Jake staring at her.

He beams at her, “just admiring my girlfriend. That’s still allowed, isn’t it?”

“I guess so.”

Y/N’s mother approaches the table, already an emotional wreck from the night’s events.

“Honey!” Renee swipes at her fresh tears, the fact that she’s a little tipsy doesn’t help the theatrics. “You look so beautiful.”

“Thank you, mama.” Y/N chuckles, as she pulls her in for hug.

“Ugh, you’re freezing, baby.”

Jacob plays into this by draping his abandoned tux jacket around Y/N’s shoulders when they pull away.

———————————————————————-

“You gotta admit, it’s kinda cool that being a vampire gave you spacial awareness and rhythm.” Jacob smiles at Y/N as they sway together.

Y/N gasps at him. “Are you implying that I couldn’t dance before?”

“No, I’m telling you, you could not dance before. Like not even to save your life.”

Y/N swats his shoulder.

“Ahh,” he hisses, “gentle.”

“Sorry.” Y/N half smiles.

Her father’s hand comes to tap Jake’s shoulder. “Mind if I cut in?” Charlie asks.

“All yours,” Jacob nods, kissing his girlfriend’s cheek. “I’ll go see if Renee wants to dance.”

Y/N takes her father’s hand. “How are you holding up, old man?”

“You know me.” Charlie grumbles.

“Yeah, that’s why I asked.” Y/N cocks her head to the side.

“I’m gonna miss having Bella around the house.” Charlie admits.

“Me too.”

“I’ll be a wreck the day you leave.”

Y/N sighs, “you’ll be alright.” He has to be. What she doesn’t tell him, is that day is coming sooner than he thinks.

Chapter 9

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[disorganizedkitten]

Bursting Bubbles of Bad Luck Chapter 9

Miraculous Ladybug | 2021 | 2,434 | Ao3 | Prev | Masterlist | Next

November 10th- Marinette protection squad

 Let’s make one thing clear. Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Felix Prolux are not friends.

 When Lila came to class on Wednesday and laid out her suspicions that Marinette was working with Hawkmoth, Felix was vindicated for a hot minute.

 And then he remembered that made no sense, because Marinette herself was Transmission, and he highly doubted anyone would help corrupt their own magic. From what Allegra and his other magic friends had said, magic was more intrinsic and perceivable than even a heartbeat. Felix had enough trouble when his curse acted up; imagining what it must feel like to have such a personal part of being violated, especially to someone who had grown up with it as a comfort, was bad enough. And Dupain-Cheng may be creepy, with her staring and odd habit of knowing everyone’s schedules, but she wasn’t evil.

 Probably.

 “What would make you think that?” Felix asked. He still had the back bench, a wonderful perch to glare down from.

 “I saw her,” Rossi hissed, in what was probably meant to be a compelling pseudo-fear. “She changed what her hairclip looked like, and when she did…” The students present this early in the morning leant forward. “It looked like akuma bubbles!”

 Felix, had he been anyone else, would have facepalmed, or possibly slammed his head into his desk. As it was, he watched chaos begin- some of them were shouting, Cesaire had whirled on Rossi and was convincing her to show proof, which meant Lila was using her own magic to pull up an illusion - something Felix found wonderfully hypocritical. Rossi was Illusion, and had never been shy about showing it.

 Ugh.

 Felix didn’t join in aside from turning to Bruel and Haprele. “You realise this is a load of BS, yes?”

 “Of course it is!” Haprele said. Her voice was quivering, but Felix had rarely heard it not so he figured it was just a speech impediment. “Marinette would never do something so despicable.”

 Bruel nodded along. “She was trying to stop me from being re-akumatized, not trying to speed it up. I’ve seen her trying to be cruel.”

 “Yeah!”

 Felix nodded and turned back to his book. “Good.” He ignored the rest of the class - he may not be her enemy, but this was a battle she could probably fight herself. She’d grown up as one, right?

 Mhm, then again… Felix had grown up in the real world too, and not known about magic until just before school started. Perhaps not. He glared over the top of his book. If this escalated he would step in.

 Cesaire was obviously not in the know, as odd as that was considering her constant conspiracy theories, and she instead tried to convince Rossi that Marinette must be being blackmailed into it.

 Maybe Felix should just step in, as the only one with any obvious common sense. But how to do so without outing Marinette any more than she had been… he was relatively sure that was plain rude.

 “Shut up!” It was Couffaine who spoke up instead. Surprising, she usually spoke in whispers, but Felix wasn’t going to judge. “You’re just being racist, Lila. Marinette would never.”

 Rossi barely had a chance to formulate a response around the influx of jeering, before the girl of the hour skidded into the room like a cartoon character. “I’m here!” Marinette called, deftly maneuvering around Rossi and Cesaire’s roadblock at the bottom of the stairs. She slipped into her seat and then looked around. With a roil of disgust, Felix realized they were all staring at her. “Why is everyone so quiet?” Marinette asked, voice rising a little at the end.

 Felix moved his glare (because he hadn’t stopped glaring, and he should probably apologize to Marinette later, she did not deserve the full force of it) to the bumblers in front of him.

 "Marinette isn't working with Hawkmoth!" Le Chien yelled. That was one way to enter the conversation, Felix supposed. The cacophony returned, worse than before.

 Accusation, accusation, defense, accusation, three more defenses, another accusation, and- Marinette slammed her bag onto the table, the ensuing bang and echo louder than it had any right to be.

 "Enough!" She took a deep breath, scanning the room until she stopped facing forward, presumably looking at Lila. "I am not working with Hawkmoth, nor would I ever. What started this conversation?"

 "Don't lie!" Lika snarled. Felix had to hand it to her, she managed to look hysteric very fast. "I saw you! You had the same smokey bubbles as he uses! You're an accessory to terrorism!" Most of the class recoiled, Marinette included. Felix stood up, preparing to eviscerate Rossi. That was not an accusation you threw around.

 “I am not,” Marinette said, voice rough. A breath. “Hawkmoth stole our heart, Lila, I know you know what that means. We’re not on his side just because he decided our sect was powerful enough to corrupt.” Felix noticed her arms were discoloring. He really hoped that was healthy and not an explosion - he was active on the threads. Corrupted magic hurt, and it’s not like Marinette was obvious about hers. “He’s not my friend. He dragged us out of hiding and set bigots on hundreds of people, without even touching on the fact that- oh yeah, he’s a terrorist!” Marinette was breathing heavily. “If I get the chance I might kill him.”

 He voice cracked, and Cesaire abandoned her post arguing with Rossi to hug her. Good.

 The classroom was silent. Felix found himself nervous, suddenly. This could make or break their dynamics, this passing of judgement. It could set a precedent among the school - high class school, popular students.

 "So you’re not evil, just a freak?” Chloe sneered, tone as vicious as ever.

 “Marinette is not a freak!” Alya shouted, whirling on the blonde; putting herself between Marinette and everyone else in the room.

 Cacophany and chaos reigned. Felix finally moved forward, slipping in Rossi and Bruel’’s row and behind Marinette and Cesaire. He picked up her bag, which was light but still impossible to ignore when he dropped it. “Marinette is not a freak,” he said sharply. The class was quiet again, whether from the novelty of him speaking up or just because they didn’t have anything to say, Felix couldn’t tell. “Magic is real, magic is natural, as you especially should know, Chloe-” he sneered her name, feeling no remorse as her expression became more and more offended. “-since you adore Ladybug so much.

 “If Marinette is magic, as it would seem she is, then she has probably been a sorceress all her life, and knowing because Lila jumped to conclusions shouldn’t change anything.”

 He didn’t know why he spoke up. Marinette had been doing great, and- well. It’s not like he had much more experience with magic than any of the others in here.

  “Hear hear!” Kim shouted from his side of the room.

 “Hear hear!” Rose agreed.

 Felix looked around, a little sickened. Marinette had defended herself, and they hadn’t cared much. He said less, and they were cheering?

 “Thank you, for speaking up,” Couffaine said suddenly. Her hand and glove were enveloped in black and purple, and when it faded the black glove was blood red. “If anyone else says something against Marinette, you’ll meet me in a dark corner.”

 “Aw,” Lavillant cooed.

 Felix did not understand his classmates, but you know what? Whatever. At least Rossi was off her high horse.

 “Petition to steal the Butterfly Miraculous from Hawkmoth and give it to Marinette or Juleka?” Kubdel asked, successfully distracting the rest of the class from what was probably a serious threat.

 “Signed! I’ll even steal it from him!” Le Chien jumped up, probably only needing a target.

 Felix rolled his eyes. Here they go again. A hand landed on his arm, but was pulled away as quickly as it was set there. He looked down.

 “Thank you,” Marinette said. Felix nodded stiffly, and started back up the aisle to his seat. Couffaine took his place within the time it took for him to actually sit down, and Felix watched as Couffaine and Marinette fell into a quick, quiet discussion to the background of ‘Project Steal Hawkmoth’s Miraculous.’

 Huh.

***

 “Hey.”

 Felix and Allegra both looked up at Alya, who was backpackless as she stood over their table. “What do you need?” Felix asked.

 Alya grinned partially. “I wanted to say thank you for defending Marinette earlier. Everybody knows her defense squad needs as many people as we can get.”

 Felix bristled. “I’m not going to join her ‘defense squad’. I was being a decent person and restoring order.”

 Alya shrugged, and then smirked. “Just you wait, we’ll get you eventually.”

 “Oh really?” Felix snarked. “Is Couffaine on board yet?”

 Alya snorted. “I got here this summer, Prolux. Who do you think ran it before me?” She winked and left, nearly skipping.

 Felix followed her back to her seat with a glare, before turning back to his notebook angrily. He was making a point. He wasn’t friends with Marinette! He didn’t even quite like her. Since when does doing the right thing mean you’re part of a club? He rolled his eyes. Whatever. He and Marinette were excuse buddies, nothing else.

 “What was that about?” Allegra asked, also watching Cesaire.

 Felix turned to her, settling in his chair. “So you know the Illusion in my class? You won’t believe how low this sucker stooped.”

***

 "So you made the news again, Feli dear," Aurora opened, spearing a piece of asparagus before languidly looking up to meet his eyes.

 "What did you do?" Emi snorted, piling mashed potatoes onto her plate.

 Felix shrugged. "I'm not sure.” It was true. The most noteworthy thing he’d done in weeks was when he and Dira had gone after Andre with Marinette. “What did I do, Mom?" Well, that and Miraculous matters, but Felix would not be in the news then.

 Aurora was quiet for a moment, finishing chewing. "You should read the article yourself, so we know we're on the same page."

 Felix sighed and pulled out his phone to look himself up. “Rio, how did the presentation go?”

 “Calli got stage fright so I did it on my own, but since Calli did a lot of the work I talked to M. Hunt to make sure she’d get credit too.” Caseario explained around his food. Felix didn’t remember what the project was- Hunt… was that the art or history teacher?

 He found the article as his parents congratulated Rio.

 ‘ Prolux heir quoted as supportive of magicians-

 Today those scanning the social media section were in for a surprise. One schoolgirl, picture absent, posted an enlightening text post about her school life.

  ‘Craziest thing happened today guys. One of my classmates came in thinking that another one of my classmates was working with Hawkmoth (which is a very serious allegation, do not make it lightly, nor take it lightly) because she saw them use modification magic. Obviously this started a flame war in class, between evidence and defending the accused. Well, then this classmate came in. Whole room went silent, I’m not kidding. Obvi they were confused, and asked questions. Another classmates yelled ‘(Name) would never work with HM!’ and the debate was back on. Anyway, talking, fighting, etc, until they silence the room and with the most murderous stare ever, said they’d never work with him and that if Hawkmoth ever sent her a butterfly they’d turn it on him. Metal, I tell you. Well, once it was figured out they were a sorcerex (I checked with my friend for the gender-neutral term), our class bully then tried to call them a freak, and everyone was yelling again until @FelixPro comes down from his perch to get after everyone and lecture us on how just because we don’t know crap about it. Magic is totally natural and completely okay. It was so weird? I think that’s the first time he’s come down to talk with us of his own volition? But he made really good points. #petitiontostealthebutterflymiraculoustogiveittotransmissionsorcerexs #theydeserveitmore’

  This raised a lot of questions, but of course, no one else has commented. Is it an unpopular opinion in the family? Is it a fake quote? What sort of drama will this pull up?’

 The article continued, probably speculating at whether or not his family had Sorcerers in it (and how dare they call them magicians, that made them sound like stage artists) but Felix stopped reading, put his phone away, and continued eating. Honestly. Reporters were at the point of stalking children’s blogs? Just how desperate were they?

 “What’s the article about?” Dira asked, moving onto her knees and reaching over the table to steal Emilia’s drink.

 “Sorcerers and Sorceresses.” Felix caught the cup on its way back to Emi and took a drink of his own. He wrinkled his nose and looked accusingly down at the pink liquid. “How much powder did you put in that?”

 “Too much,” Rio answered for her. Emi wrinkled her nose and glared. Felix gave back the cup,  which Rio then stole.

 “Is it true, Felix?” Bryan took it out of his youngest’s hand and split half of the overly-sugary concoction into his own cup, then watered down what he left in Emi’s cup.

 Felix took a deep breath. If he were anyone else, he would have avoided their gazes. But he was Felix Prolux. He was an heir, he was cold, in control of his emotions, and never one to shy away from confrontation. Didn’t mean he had to like confronting his parents. He met Aurora’s eyes first, and then turned to the head of the table to meet his dad’s. “Yes.”

 “So you really know a witch like Ladybug?” Dira asked, bouncing in her seat.

 “Sorceress, not a witch, but yes. I have one in my class, and I know a few others from various places.” He was not going to tell her that she knew Marinette too. Or Allegra. Or Allan. Or Claude. Or- wait. Were all of his friends magical?

 “That’s so cool!”

 “It’s not much different than normal. I’ll bet you have one too, they’re just scared to tell anyone.”

 Aurore smiled. “I think that’s wonderful, Felix. All of the magical community deserves support, being shoved under a spotlight like this so suddenly.”

 Felix smiled back, letting the tenseness bleed out of his shoulders. He dropped his hands to his lap as his fingers started to tingle, and his glove started to deteriorate on que. “Yeah, they do.”

#BBoBL #Bursting Bubbles Of Bad Luck #Miraculous Ladybug #Felix #Felinette #ml fanfic #jaymeow writes #old writing #Felix July 2019 #Felix July 2020 #Timeline what timeline #Crossposting spam #Friday update

[inhumanmadman]

Proxima, lying in a puddle of blood: Before I die, I need to say something... Terrax: Gather around and listen to her last words. Proxima: Maximus... Maximus: Yes? Proxima: There is no one else in this group that... Maximus: Oh? Go on. Proxima: I hate more than I hate you. Namor: HA! Maximus: Wh--This seems unnecessary... Corvus: Quiet! These are her last words. Maximus, sighing: Very well... Proxima: It is necessary. My dying wish is to ruin the rest of your fleeting life. It was a mistake to allow you to follow us. Maximus: I am a member of the Cabal, not a-- Black Swan: Show some respect. Maximus: Ugh... Proxima: You are the most obnoxious, delusional, tiny, weak little impish creature I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. Maximus: That's it. I'm leaving. Namor: You dare abandon our dying comrade during her last speech? Maximus: Fine. Proxima: The only reason you are here is because Namor thought you would be able to help if something went wrong with the bombs. I would rather disintegrate in a fiery explosion than spend another waking moment with you. You are a plague upon this Cabal. The only thing you offer is a failsafe against flawless engineering by better inventors than you. You are unnecessary. I hope, in my absence, Lord Thanos abandons you on the next world and enjoys your panicked wails in my honor. Thanos: I will honor your dying wish. Maximus: Excuse me? Proxima: Never mistake tolerance for anything more, Maximus. No one here likes you. I want you to know that. Maximus: Thanos likes me. Thanos: I do. I imagine this is how people feel about puppies. Maximus: I--How dare you? Proxima: I greet death, not because it is an honor to die for Lord Thanos, but because it will rescue me from an existence with you. Corvus, closing her eyes: Rest now... Maximus: Are you all done? I'm going to go sabotage the bombs. Namor, walking after Maximus: You are not as offensive as she claimed. Maximus, sarcastically: I'm touched, Namor. Truly. Corvus, helping Proxima up: I almost broke in the middle of your speech. Proxima: Wait a minute more to laugh. He'll hear you if you do it now. Thanos: And the others think we have no sense of humor.

#Maximus Boltagon #Namor #Thanos #Proxima Midnight #Corvus Glaive #Black Swan #Maximus the Mad #Terrax #Namor's Cabal #[ Let them have a little fun. ]

[thatbanditqueen]

Dear Norah, thank you very much for tagging me in the newest episode of The Only Sure Thing, that was really thoughtful. I've just got around to read it and it was so good.

Their banter at the beggining was so authentic, I felt that I was the one eavesdropping. As always you are truly a master at capturing E's speech and it is so easy to imagine him saying everything that you've written.

Poor Midge is so hard on herself. She wants to be seen as someone different than the rest of E's girls (mainly Anita, in this case) yet she is victim to the completly normal feelings that one experiences when in love and even more when it is the first time. There is this tug of war between her need to explore and discover who she is and her desire to be immersed in E's world.

The scenes were E comes to visit her were fantastic. It's clear that he sees her as a sort of safe place, where he is not being pushed in a hundred different directions. I can't stop wondering about the tool that such a heavy responsability will have on Midge. There was a moment where you described the idea of "bending time and space to your will" and it feels so real. I think that E's need to both control and help those around him gave him the idea that there was nothing or nobody that could stand between him and what he wanted. That feeling of certainty must have been so powerful to have around and so contagious.

The connection to real events (or as much as we can describe them as such) was inspired. I love that I can see the amount of details and research behind each episode and how well you fit them in your own narrative.

A small detail that I love is how you describe the way that E holds girls, the big hand, right on the rib, under the boob and splayed towards the belly. I've always loved it and it is great how others have picked it up.

Sorry for the delay and the long message. It was such a great episode Norah, I can't wait to read more of them throughout the years!

All the love, Cami. 🥰

Cami, Mi Amor,

Ha, yes, I am here to tag anyone I think might be interested, lol, I hope you would let me know if you want off. Have you read any books about Elvis? I go through and clip little snippets of the way he talks that just make me burst. Even if he is angry or upset, I love studying him like he is a research project and I am searching for the answer. The answer to what, I don't know. I also just love this time in history, the fashion, the music, ugh, I want Midge to live for me, and I try to write her thinking about how I would be in this situation, both in love with E and everything he is, but also interested in my own pursuits and protective/jealous.

The way he touched women just makes me swoon, I get excited just thinking about it, and that underhanded grip right under the breast at the waist is one of my favorites! Ughhhh.

I hope you are well, I love talking about Elvis and these stories with you, as always. Feel free to share any of your favorite trademark elvissy things with me, I love hearing about those little things he does that other people in the fandom have noticed.

xoxox

Norah

#elvis presley #the only sure thing #elvis fic #elvis fandom #is the best fandom #es la verdad

[anotherdaveyjacobs]

Last night I saw a local production of Newsies

here are my notes!! (1000000/10, this was AMAZING)

the opening was so funny because they read the theatre rules like headlines (turn off your phone, etc) but the best one was about using the emergency exits and not rushing the stage, because of the fire curtain, it would be "great for readership, bad for you" 💀

important things to note: jack, davey, katherine, and race are played by college students. crutchie and buttons are played by 8th graders. the rest of the newsies, the delanceys, spot, bill, and darcy are all played by high school students. les is played by a 5th grader. the adults are played by adults.

(i didn't know any of this until minutes before the show, but they were on par with a full cast of adults imo)

tommy boy, henry, splasher, mush, ike, jo jo, and finch are all played by girls!! they did amazing

Pulitzer's cabinet is also all women!!!

When Jack is running from the Delanceys in the beginning, he did this cute little jump and wink at the audience, ran off, and when he came back he shushed the audience like we were gonna tell the Delanceys where he went

Race forgot his line ("don't worry kid it rubs right off") so Jack jumped in and said it for him

Buttons had little buttons sewn all over his suspenders and it was adorable

Medda was AMAZING oh my god I loved her so much

the bowrey beauties costumes matched hers, it was gorgeous

Watch What Happens was AMAZING. Katherine's actress sounded just like Kara Lindsay it's uncanny. She starts at her little desk and then moves her typewriter to Pulitzer's desk to get her inspiration. She also goes to take a drink of the alcohol on his desk, but puts it down once she smells it

During Jack's speech before the fight, the Delanceys are making fun of him (pretending to cry, yawning, etc.)

The fight scene was extremely short (no real pause between the start of the fight and the police showing up) but it was still really good

Crutchie gets carried away over a shoulder like a sack of potatoes (it was so fucking funny, I really struggled not to laugh)

Snyder gets face to face with Jack at the end of the strike but just has this evil laugh right in Jack's face before Jack runs away

Santa Fe??? CHILLS. he was SO GOOD. he pauses to heave breaths like he's crying and i.

Mr. Jacobi thought he was hilarious with his "fish in the desert" comment and repeated it to himself as he walked offstage

This production it was "there's a headline even Race could sell" 💀 poor Race (there was no Elmer in this show)

KONY was amazing. the bit where Katherine and Les have their little tap competition happens and then they like do a few twirls together it was so cute

Letter from the Refuge was excellent, Crutchie was on the top bunk with two newsies on the bottom. When the song swells the first time, they're gesturing at each other like neither wanted to be the one to tell him to shut up, it was amazing

During WWH Reprise when Jack calls Pulitzer a snake, he reaches back and grabs a fist full of Davey's shirt, who then has to get Jack's attention, and Jack smooths it down all apologetic like. love it

Also during WWH Reprise, DAVEY is the one who sings the "we've got Jack" line

Spot's voice was AMAZING

Jack doesn't shove or almost hit Les during the rally, but during the chaos of everyone running away and calling Jack a traitor and a sellout, Davey and Les are left standing in the middle of an empty stage looking lost and betrayed. STUNNING

Something To Believe In was really good, they harmonized so well together, Jack really belted the last "me" at the end and his voice just. ugh i loved it

Jack tried to spit shake Roosevelt so Davey and Spot LEAPT forward to grab his hand and stop him. Davey wiped Jack's hand with his hand, and then wiped his hand on his pants, and Davey and Spot were talking quietly amongst themselves while gesturing at Jack. iconic

"He doesn't do happiness does he" and Katherine shook her head like "yeah no"

Jack's mocking of Pulitzer "it's a compromise we can all live with" was perfect

Roosevelt had the funniest fucking fake moustache, it was this big black thing oh my god, i went back to the IG to check and he was NOT wearing it in the photo they posted, no idea what that was about lmao

Anyway the whole show was amazing and today's the last day of it, so I'm really glad I caught it when I did

[aprillikesthings]

Can I squeeze in one more tonight let's find out

(and then it's time for an edible, a shower, and the last chapter of that kinky Adora/Huntara fic that I mentioned in this post)

s3 ep3 Once Upon a Time in the Waste

First, Catra's little self-indulgent pity party for herself at Scorpia

angy kitty!!

But yeah Catra's acting all nihilist as fuck in this episode just all "I don't give a shit about anything" in that way that makes it painfully obvious she in fact gives many shits about many things and is trying to convince herself as much as anyone else

Anyway at the end of the bar Huntara's previous friend are like UGH THAT SHE-RA BITCH and Catra literally says, "Are you kidding me?"

"not that like, I care, or anything, but where'd they go"

Scorpia: uhhhh why are we asking about them when that's not what we're here for???

to be fair to Catra this is in fact correct

her little emo speech here is so cringey

that said I am in fact amused that they did a close up on her butt

(lol I was LITERALLY just talking to @corpseauthority about the scene in Steven Universe where Peridot pulls the little alien shorts over her butt while giggling, and I found the post I made about it at the time)

Adora, Huntara, Bow, and Glimmer are poking around Mara's abandoned old ship, which has had most of its guts stolen for parts, but you can still hear Mara's voice saying "She-Ra. Etheria. Gone." It's spooky

every time Catra gets a new jacket I get gayer

Scorpia: this is fun :) Catra: ha ha yeah

And then they get ambushed

Meanwhile they find Mara! or a hologram of her anyway. It is unfortunately just a recording on a loop.

Adora has another understandable breakdown of sorts, and bangs on a dead console, and voila:

"Oh I have one of those, I guess I just stick it in"

-and another recording starts up

"if you're seeing this, it means you wield the sword. You're the new She-Ra. It means I failed. I was supposed to be the last. And I am so, so sorry."

Back to Catra etc., and both me and Catra laughed the first time someone said Tung Lashor

(I assume this is a character name they were stuck with from the original series, and I've noticed they mostly avoid lampshading the goofy names but sometimes you just have to)

CLAW HIS FACE

(she throws sand in his eyes instead, and then falls into the quicksand, and she takes the whip)

fangie!!! I was just thinking about how it's been a while lol. Anyway now all the random fighters in the Crimson Waste are chanting her name.

AAAAAND back to Mara

Side note: Mara definitely looks older than Adora

"We were the first ones to settle Etheria, to really study this planet's magic. How could it go so wrong?"

but then it starts breaking up--

"Light Hope use the --can't--weapon--the weapon--weapon"

"I opened a portal to a completely empty dimension and pulled Etheria in. I hid us from the rest of the universe to keep everyone safe. This is the one place they'll never find us. I saw what they would do. The deaths that would follow. I couldn't stop them before but I can now. Hiding is our only option. Maybe it's been a week. Maybe it's been thousands of years. I never wanted to be a hero. I won't be remembered as one.

"With it, you can activate a portal. So I'm begging you. Don't do it. Leave us here. If you open a portal death and destruction will follow.

"If not, everyone will--"

and the message cuts out and the room goes dark again.

AND THEN, TRANQ DARTS but we know who has those now don't we

But also bc of that kinky fic I'm reading this screenshot is v entertaining

I will never stop screenshotting the way their expressions change when they unexpectedly hear the other's voice

Catra's "hey Adora" is one of the better ones ngl

the minions take down Huntara (with two blowdarts), Adora grabs the sword, Catra grabs that with the whip, Scorpia has Adora held in a pose that is Not Suggestive At All, Actually

Huntara gets up, grabs Bow and Glimmer and runs, and Scorpia knocks out Catra with her tail venom

whomever storyboarded this episode draws unreasonably sexy Catras.

Anyway Catra gives a toast to Scorpia which is very nice of her but to be fair she is an excellent mood. We get to hear Catra's genuine happy laugh for the first time in like a whole fucking SEASON

poor Scorpia. Catra is only encouraging her :(

"Hey, this is fun, and it's called a 'party!'"

Catra gives a little speech about how YAY SHE HAS THE SWORD it's the key to the whole PLANET and NOW Hordak will have to respect her!!!

Scorpia: orrrr since you literally hate your life back there, we could just stay here?

the way she's hugging the sword tho

Me: I'm reading too much into things Scorpia: pssht forget Adora Catra: *ears visibly droop* Scorpia: anyway let's rule the Crimson Waste!!! Catra: uhhhh, I'm gonna go check on Ad--uh our prisoner Scorpia: *saddest face ever*

🎵more cartoon bondage🎶

whyyyyy is she so hot

Adora: did u know Hordak is trying to open a portal that allows a huge Horde army from space to find Etheria and murder us all Catra: duh I'm in the Horde I'm cool with that >:3 Adora: did I mention the part where they MURDER ALL OF US, THAT INCLUDES YOU

Adora's face tho

Catra: also pfft how do you know Hordak's plans anyway Adora: oh our evil mom Shadow Weaver told me, did I not mention she's at my place Catra: UGGGH

(now hate-fuck!)

Catra: so you're saying the reason Shadow Weaver ran off from the Fright Zone and got my ass sentenced to death in the Crimson Waste is because she wanted to hang out with you instead???? this is ALL YOUR FAULT??

(yeah this would in fact hit all of Catra's angriest/saddest buttons, and yeah of course she'd blame Adora and not Shadow Weaver)

Catra is lookin' a little deranged at this information but also

ahahaha

but yeah the party was still going on

The list of people that consistently make Catra visibly cry: Adora Shadow Weaver

"We are going to open a portal. And we are going to crush them all."

EPISODE OVER and in retrospect I should've given up and posted it and reblogged it bc I had to delete like ten images so I could post some really good ones near the end there

and this episode only took *checks clock* forty minutes longer than I was hoping. sigh.

#april rewatches spop #once upon a time in the waste

[arianatheangel-girl]

Agent Elvis Bloopers, Part 3

Author’s note: Thanks to @prayerstopresley and @loving-elvis for supporting me in my work! I love all of you guys in this community! If you want to see the first two parts, just search the “agent Elvis” tag at the bottom of my post!

Ep. 2 (Part 1):

SCENE: The opening. Elvis is performing “Viva Las Vegas” when he begins subconsciously getting flashbacks to something he knows nothing about. Believing his drummer Ronnie to be an assassin, Elvis attempts to dive for him to beat him up, but misses the jump and lands headfirst into the drum set.

E (muffled, as he’s kicking his legs, trying to get unstuck): Ugh! Somebody! Help me!

The audience begins laughing as Ronnie and some of the backup singers grab Elvis’s legs to try and pull him out.

R: Okay guys, on the count of three. One, two, three!

On “three”, all yank together and manage to pull Elvis out of the drum set, but accidentally yank too hard and end up sending him flying backwards off the stage.

E (rubbing his head in pain): Ow, shit! Guys, what the hell?! You couldn’t have been a little more gentle?

Director: Oh, for the love of...CUT!

****

SCENE: Just after the show. Elvis is walking to his dressing room when he sees Priscilla talking to Birdie.

E: Cilla! You made it!

P: Great show, Satnin! I loved it.

E: And I love you.

As Elvis picks her up, the two kiss. It’s only supposed to be a short smooch, but the two seem to kiss more deeply, before Elvis proceeds to French kissing his wife and the two begin to make out. After a bit, the director starts getting impatient.

Director: CUT! Okay, guys, please try and shorten the kiss next time; we don’t have all day!

E (reluctantly breaking the kiss): What? I mean, we’re married. I gotta make my love for my wife look believable for the audience, don’t I? Not that I gotta act for that bit, haha.

P: Aww, thanks baby! (leans in to kiss him again)

Director: Ugh, Jesus Christ. Okay, I know you two are a married couple and all, but could you please save the rest of the lovey-dovey shit for the end of the day?!

****

SCENE: Elvis’s dressing room. Elvis wipes his face off and stares in the mirror as he’s trying to figure out what’s going on.

E: So what exactly is going on inside that beautiful head of yours?

At this point, Cece is supposed to come out of Elvis’s closet, but nothing happens. Elvis waits, drumming his fingers on the table for a few minutes.

E: Uh...okay; definitely not going to get JUMPED by anyone...Certainly not by CECE!

Cece comes running in from offstage, panting and with her hair looking disheveled.

E: Come on, babe, you missed your cue!

C: Ugh. Sorry, Mr. Big Shot; I was in the bathroom! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get in and out of a leather catsuit? And don’t call me “babe” either.

Director: Oh my god. CUT!

****

SCENE: The spy plane. Elvis is with Cece and meeting Howard Hughes for the first time.

E (whistling): And I thought my jet the Lisa Marie was tricked out.

H: Whoa. Who’s this “Lisa Marie?” She sounds--whoa!

Howard misses a step and ends up sliding down the rest of the stairs, landing on his backside. Cece and Elvis start to laugh as Cece goes to help him up.

C: What the hell, dude?

H: Hey, YOU try walking in tissue boxes sometime!

Director: Ugh, CUT! 

****

SCENE: The airfield. The Commander is talking to Doyle about the whereabouts of Cece and Elvis.

TC: Are they perhaps employing a cloaking device?

D: I’m sorry?

TC: You know, a cloaking device. Is it possible they’re standing right here, but they’re invisible thanks to a new cloaking experimenental--blech! Oh, fuck! That’s not the line, I’m sorry! What is it again? (starts to laugh)

D (laughing): “A new experimental cloaking device”, sir.

TC: Ugh, just try to say that tongue twister. I’m starting to think I need speech lessons after this.

Director: CUT!

****

SCENE: The plane. Bobby Ray has just rescued Cece and Elvis from plummeting to their deaths.

E: Well, Bobby Ray here can drive, fly and ride just about anything.

C: Well, I guess your little Memphis Mafia boys come in handy, don’t they?

E: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Bobby Ray is not--!

Suddenly Elvis starts coughing and grabbing at his throat, as if he’s choking. Looking worried, Cece turns around and tries firmly patting him on the back to help him.

E (after coughing for a minute or two): Ugh--I think I swallowed a bug! (coughs again before sticking his tongue out in disgust).

Director: Oh, for God’s sake. CUT!

#agent elvis #elvisaaronpresley #elvis movie #netflix