#another freaking one on the favorites list holy god

[silverdragonreads]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Skyfall (2012) - Fandom, James Bond (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James Bond/Q Additional Tags: Workplace Relationship, Misunderstandings Summary:

The one where Bond really, really isn't used to sleeping with people who don't tragically die soon afterward.

#fics read in 2023 #00q #james bond #5k to 10k words #another freaking one on the favorites list holy god

[everybodyloveshippos]

What has been your favorite moment of your current dnd campaign?

Ahhh okay this is def very hard to answer since this campaign started like,,, march 2020 (in person for a bit, then online, thankfully back to in person now) SO....LONG WINDED POST AHEAD,,,

So we’ve been at it for a while! And things get pushed to the back of my mind or are in my notebook somewhere-BUT we did start a discord channel called ‘that one time when’ where we put memorable moments. So I will do my best to list my top three since i could never sift thru this entire crazy adventure and pick just one <3

The first time Valentine cast revivify! We had just levelled up, I had just learned the spell, and I had just bought diamonds prior to us going to the Cassalanter ball (kinda spoilers for dragonheist ahead). So some cult nonsense starts goin down in the basement, we jump in (to the soundtrack of ballroom blitz) and we’re holding our own, kicking ass, but then victorio casts power word kill to instantly kill Hawkwood (artificer half-elf) and it was our first PC death and we were kinda freaking out.

It was a big character moment for a lot of our party bcus it was one of the highest stake things that had happened thus far. Lucien ripped out victorios throat (lucien is a drow werewolf) despite his hesitation over it (past trauma with being used as a weapon and monster) and valentine realized that ‘holy shit. I care about these people more than I care to admit. What a scary thought.” and then flew over to revive him. The imagery was just very cool and pretty to imagine, with high arches and valentine’s aasimar wings and eyes glowing white gold, holding hawkwood to them as the diamond shatters and the pieces rise in the air and he wakes up! I actually drew this a long time ago here

Another moment that had us losing our MINDS (one of us literally) was we were facing down Yandathul, a mindflayer (i think he’s an Ulitharid) who 3 party members have personal beef with (he experimented on our drow twins, disguised as a drow himself) (he ate nick’s uncle’s brain in front of him. Nick is a Githyanki. He has beef w mindflayers on sight anyways) Also we’d just found the corpse of a Draegloth, another experiment and our ally at the time that he had killed.

So basically we were fighting this guy, and he fuckin….Subdues nick and then eats gothi’s (our dwarf paladin, a newer addition to the party) brain in front of him. Then  he casts planeshift, and as we’re all about to get sent to fuckin WHO knows where, we could all land anywhere, not even together, nick-you know how you need to hit the right tune/frequency to travel to a different plane in dnd or something?-Well he screams for us all to grab his hands as planeshft is cast and he screams out the note that’s gonna make sure we all go TOGETHER AT LEAST to the astral sea, where he’s from It was just so intense and insane and emotional bcus nick was doing a scream of fury and grief and frustration but also doing bard stuff to keep us all safe. And it came after a PC death, and we rlly all almost got yeeted to separate corners of the universe. So we all just. Floated in the astral sea for a bit. With a corpse Valentine (my pc, cleric) couldnt revivify bcus his brain got eaten. I think it was our wildest moment. It stands out a lot because we lost. weirdly enough, the final countdown is a song that syncs up w this moment super well.

God anon im sorry to wax poetic theres soooo much more and obvi im biased to valentine’s moments but genuinely, i think my favourite moment was:

Nick slapping his abusive and terrible father on the deck of their warship in front of his crew. I gasped Out Loud in person it was So good i was shocked. It slapped. And so did nick. Lol

#asks #THIS IS LONG SRRY ITS A LOOOONG CAMPAIGN AND WE GO HARD W THEMES AND CHARACTER STUFF LOL #dnd #dungeons and dragons

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

Here are my top 5 favorite smut scenes from your Terms series, in no particular order:

- The beginning bj scene of Ride. Holy fuck. The entire story was hot, but OH MY GOD this part was on another level. I absolutely love when Reader is sexually manipulative. You could absolutely tell she was pulling out all of the stops here to get what she wanted from him, and I love when Daemon gets all feral and simpy for her. Like, he knows what she’s doing but he can’t help himself, his Babey sucks his cock so good 😉

- Drink was u n r e a l. I loved that she was being all slutty for him and he was just like 🤯 it was very fun seeing her so uninhibited and desperate for him, and when she peaked right when he slid in her the first time. Girl. You’re killing me lmfao.

- Hush was also… something. This one was very edgy and creepy. I’m glad you did this because it was a reminder of how very not normal their relationship is. Even though it weirdly works for them, it’s so squicky and deranged and sweet.

- The wedding night scene will also always have a special place in my grotty little heart. There’s some lines from that scene that live rent free in my brain (I.e. the infamous “My big cock is too much for that little cunt, isn’t it? And you love it. Tell me!” Followed by, “I love it, it hurts and I love it!” MY BRAIN GO BRRRRR EVERY TIME)

- and freaking PUBLIC. Her squirting on Daemon’s face just feet away from the entire small council. and her having to be silent, but him pinning her to the wall so there’s nothing she can do to stop herself from making a sound when she peaks. something about how she tried to be quiet and he fucked her so good she just couldn’t. I just can’t. Unf.

Oh, thank you for the list, haha! ‘Ride’ became one of my absolute favourites for the smut scene at the beginning, it was such an interesting scene for me as I had initially believed I’d struggle conveying the creepy infantilising innocence kink with such an overtly sexual act; luckily, Daemon’s complete psycho took over and did that for me, and what was in essence a sexually manipulative act on her part became this squicky narration of this Lolita-esque babey playing a naughty little game. VERY noice. ‘Drink’ was also unexpected because I originally expected to take it in the direction I took ‘Hush’ in (you know, drugs/under the influence and dodgy consent issues), but babey decided differently and I wasn’t gonna take the spotlight from her. ‘Hush’ was an EXERCISE in deranged squick, and I so loved that one. I will always be proud of the wedding night smut, as it was the first thing I ever wrote for this series and serves as a real benchmark for how far I’ve come stylistically; there’s such a tonal shift between Reader’s POV and the Daemon rewrite alone, which I’m thrilled to have pulled off. ‘Public’ was just so fun too, because it really was just the weirdest way for Daemon and babey to take revenge on the Small Council for the consummation night, and made so much sense for their horny selves that I couldn’t resist. Plus - Otto’s face, lol. Poor dude.

Thank you so much for a) reading and b) caring enough to make a list! I’m so grateful!

#fanfiction comments

[padawansubscription]

Bucket List | Watch Eddie Play

Pairing: eddie x f!reader

Summary: Eddie regretted calling your music taste shit after seeing a flicker of hurt on your face. But it’s too late. He missed his chance to apologize and can only hope that you show up to see him play. Part of the “Glimpses of Us” (chapter one) but can be read separately!

Word Count: 1k

Warning: language

Themes: pure friendship?? but there’s something more???

A/N: should i be working on my script application? yes. did i write this drabble instead? yes. do i hate myself? yes. please enjoy.

He said your music taste was shit. It was a joke, another off-hand comment as he watched you make your first mixtape. Because c'mon. You were adding 'You Make My Dreams (Come True) by Daryl Hall & John Oates to the tape. How can he not poke fun at you? But the genuine hurt on your face made his heart plummet and the regret was instant. He tried to apologize but you quickly schooled your face to a neutral expression before talking about the latest gossip at school. He should've apologized then and there. Music was subjective. He, of all people, should have remembered that. He was Eddie the Freak, after all. He knew what it was like to be mocked, yet he did it to you. Unintentional or not.

He owed you another night of Top Gun for the fiftieth time because fuck, you were obsessed with that movie. He suspected it had something to do with the beach scene despite your blatant lie about being interested in the Navy because "it's such a different world, you know?"

"Fuck me," he muttered under his breath as he shouldered his guitar on the stage of The Hideout.

"You good, dude?" Gareth asked as he assumed his place behind the drums.

"Yeah, just peachy." His eyes roamed the crowd. It was his usual Tuesday group, plus a couple of stragglers.

"Whoo! Eddie, let's go!" Someone shouted.

Eddie whipped his head to the entrance, finding Steve, Nancy, and Robin. No you. Shit. He must've royally pissed you off. He gave a small wave to the group as they walked up to the bar, and for a second, just for a second, he thought he saw you. But it was just another metalhead girl with whom Steve shamelessly struck up a conversation. Of course, he would.

The show went on and the band played their favorites from Deos, Anthrax, Metallica, and a few new songs from Metal Church's latest drop. He was covered in sweat, fingers strumming along his guitar. He felt alive, he was in the zone. Yet, every time he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but look over the crowd and feel disappointed all over again.

The set was done and he packed up his gear when Steve and the others approached. "Honestly, man," Steve shook his head, "I don't know what that was, but I have to give it to you. You were good."

"Yeah, that was...um, something" Nancy added on.

"What's that? The approval of the king and queen?" He bowed dramatically, "thank you, my lady!"

Steve and Nancy blushed at the sudden attention they were attracting. "God, you're so annoying," Steve muttered.

"How do you not go deaf after that?" Robin asked. "Because, like, my ear's still ringing?" She patted her ears. "Seriously, you guys don't hear that?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's deaf." 

Eddie turned to the familiar voice. He had to do a double-take because holy fuck. You were covered in black from top to bottom; an oversized Metallica shirt clung to your figure, tucked under a pair of leather pants. And were those chains on your hips and neck? Fuuuuuuuck. It's as if the air was gutted out of him. And you even put on eyeshadow! You! Makeup! And your hair was mussed with wax.

"You came," he swallowed.

"Well, duh" you sipped on your coke. "It's one of my bucket lists, remember?" You grinned and tugged at your shirt. "What do you think? Think I can fool the others?"

And it just hit Eddie that you were the girl Steve was talking to at the bar.

"Where'd you get that shirt?" he pointed.

"It's Gareth's!" you grinned, waving at the drummer behind him. "Wanted to surprise you. Because, you know, you already think I'm lame."

A pang of jealousy coursed through Eddie. You could've asked him. He had plenty of shirts you could've worn, but your last comment grounded him immediately and he knew better than to feel anything but guilty.

"You," he cleared his throat, "uh, you guys want to check out the green room?" He jerked his thumb to the back where his bandmates were already headed to.

"What's a green room?" Steve asked, brows furrowing.

"Oh, Steve." Eddie clapped his back. "There's so much you need to learn, young padawan. C'mon. You can meet the others."

"Pada-what?" Steve turned to Robin, "you know what a green room is?"

She shrugged. "It's green. So maybe it's, you know, got pot?"

Steve widened his eyes and the three continued their conversation, allowing Eddie to casually step back and walk with you.

"Hey, I'm really glad you came."

"Aw, you going to cry, Munson?" You had your usual shit-eating grin.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm serious," he said. "And, sorry. About, you know, saying your music taste was shit." He scrunched his nose at his choice of word. "It's not shit. it's just..." he searched for the word, "not my scene? Didn't mean to be a dick about it."

"Yeah, that was pretty dickish. But I do know how you can make it up to me!"

"Already ahead of you." He mirrored your grin, "Top Gun. Your place. Tomorrow after school."

You laughed. "Holy shit! We've been hanging out too much because that was pretty close. But no, it's something else."

Oh no. He knew that look.

"I want to request a song." You played with your hair, feigning innocence behind mischievous eyes.

"I've got a bad feeling about this."

"Just one song. Next Tuesday. By a certain Kenny Loggins."

"No, no, no! Don't you dare!"

"I want you to play Danger Zone."

"Really? Kenny Loggins isn't metal! You know that, right?" He frowned.

You inspected your black manicure and shrugged. "Up to you, Munson. But just so you know, this friendship is on its own, how should I say it?" You tutted, "danger zone."

"Oh, fuck off!" He laughed at your lame threat.

You gave him a lopsided smile. "Your choice."

He dropped his head back and groaned. "Either kill this friendship or my reputation, huh? Is that it? Fine. whatever. Just this once. Once!"

You nodded vigorously.

"Now," he leaned over, invading your personal space, "how'd you like the band?"

#eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fic #bringing my love for top gun in this #also i kind of want to dress up like a metalhead?

[helpimstuckinafandom]

Thank you for answering my ask.....If you don't mind me asking (again), can I ask your top 5 (or top 3) favorite characters from Percy Jackson novels? And your top 5 favorite moments from the series? Sorry if you've answered this question before....Thanks....

Oh god the questions' are getting harder (but thanks for the ask!!!)

**Spoilers ahead for the Percy Jackson series (so anything in PJO, HOO and TOA)**

So top five (in no particular order):

1. Nico di Angelo

2. Piper McLean

3. Jason Grace

All three were explained in my last ask answer since they're in my top 10 of all time.

4. Reyna Ramírez-Arellano

My ace queen! I remember so distinctly disliking her when we first met her in SoN. I thought her being from Circe's island was interesting because it was a cool way of introducing consequences to actions that Percy had never previously thought of (one of many, such as Calypso being left on her island and becoming increasingly bitter, Bob the Titan being memory-wiped, a lot of stuff with Nico, etc). But at the time, I just didn't care about reyna herself until HoH. When she showed up on her pegasus, I remember freaking out with excitment like "yes bitch! Holy shit Reyna's coming!" and being so surprised at my own reaction, because since when did I give a shit about Reyna? But after that I just loved her, and having her pov in BoO was so good??? Like oh my god??? Rereading all the books last summer, I realized I was literally delusional for disliking her (side note, but you are entitled to dislike her, every opinion is valid, but I love her and am allowed to). Like she was great from the very beginning, and then I got to TOA and she was so iconic. I know some people were annoyed when she expressly said that she wasn't into Thalia and they are allowed to be just friends, but I kinda appreciated it in a weird way? Like idk it made sense to me.

5. Will Solace

This was difficult to narrow down, and I feel people rolling their eyes but you gotta understand I thought Will Solace was so cool. Pre-TOA and before I read HOO, I liked him (yeah, for all of the two seconds he showed up, don't judge me). And then he became a more prominent character and I was so hype about it! He is more than just Nico's sunshiny boyfriend, and I'll fight to the grave saying that. He is brave and badass in his own right, he is a deeply caring person and I really have nothing more to say. I've reblogged posts that can explain way better than I can about why he is his own character, and not just some boyfriend thrown at Nico just cause.

Some honorable mentions: Rachel Dare, Apollo/Lester Papadopoulos, Ethan Nakamura (y'all can't say shit about Ethan okay, don't worry about it)

Now the REALLY hard decision of what are my favorite moments. This is just off the top of my head, so I'm sure I'm forgetting some! But (in no particular order):

1. Nico becoming the ghost king in BoL

The way he had me snapping and cheering I should be embarrassed but I am not. That shit gave me chills and I was so proud of him. Honestly, the whole list could be made of Nico moments, but I'm gonna limit myself to just this one cause I gotta be stopped.

2. The dolphin pirates chapter in MoA

That shit was so funny, I can't. And it gave us the iconic "Be-hold! The god's chosen BEVERAGE! tReMbLe before the HOrror of diet coke!" Like come on, that was so fun.

3. Frank and the chinese handcuffs in MoA

It's a downtime moment, but it was really sweet when he came to Annabeth to get help with them. I felt really bad for Frank (even though him and Leo antagonized each other, Leo was very much more of a dick to Frank) and it was just a nice character moment for me. It's sweet that he felt comfortable asking Annabeth because she wouldn't make fun of him for it.

4. Jason apologizing to Leo in Lost Hero

Another downtime moment, but I really like that. Everyone's badass skills in battle and funny moments with monsters are cool, but I really like intimate character moments (romantic or platonic). And the lost trio had a lot of friend character moments, and that's part of why you really feel that those three are best friends. I appricate Jason assuring Leo after the incident with Medea. Honestly, there are a lot of sweet character interactions to pick from for Jason alone, but I'd have to bring out my books and start citing shit lmao

5. Blood of Olympus

Yeah, you read that right - the whole goddamn book. Nothing can compete with the absolute high that book had me on from start to finish. Do you know how shocked I was to find out people hated it? I was so flabbergasted, cause it had everything I wanted. The pov characters were the Lost Trio (which I love so goddamn dearly) and NICO AND REYNAAAAA!!!! When I saw that they had chapters I all but cried, I was so excited. I don't care what anyone says, they deserved povs and they deserved to kick ass. Reyna's backstory was so goddamn interesting and her pov grew my love for her, and her fight with Orion was certified iconic. Nico was doing THE most - I couldn't get enough of his pov, seeing his thoughts was so great. The decimation of Bryce Lawrence? PEAK. Him, Will, Lou Ellen and Cecil sneaking around? Loved it. And I haven't even touched on the peak of Jason's arc, Piper fully coming into her own - like can we just all bask in the glory that was her leading Annabeth with emotion in that one scene? Afagdhdkf - and just Leo's pov in general, because the Lost trio had some of THE best povs in the series, no questions asked. The only thing I didn't give a shit about was Leo going to go get Calypso right at the end, but I was still happy she was getting off that island and that Leo was alive. Like it cannot be overstated how much I love this book, and rereading it last summer did nothing to change that. Is it cheating to list a whole book as a favorite moment? Definitely, but your honour, you have to understand-

((Just wanna give a shout out to another moment that I remembered halfway through typing about Jason's apology: Piper defeating Medea in Burning Maze. The satisfaction I felt in that moment baBY))

Again, thank you so much for the ask! It's pretty fun getting to talk about media that I care this much about, and it's making me wanna reread all the series' again lmaoo

#my asks #pjo #hoo #toa #piper mclean #jason grace #nico di angelo #will solace #reyna ramirez arellano #reyna avila ramírez arellano #again idk how to put the read more option on mobile #so sorry for the long post #long post

[that-darn-clown]

idk if this will work, but heres my fic i wrote!!

also sorry if the format is weird i pasted from a google doc lol

play (act one)

[Enter Abigail]

Abigail: Betty! Keep freaking everyone out, I still have that whole grudge thing going on with Proctor.

Betty: Hey Abigail, I know I’m supposed to be all scared of you or whatever, but don’t you think this is a little morally questionable?

Narrator: Betty, that is an understatement.

Abigail: Oh shut it Betty.

[Enter John Proctor]

Abigail: JOHN OH MY GOD I AM STILL SO MUCH IN LOVE WITH YOU

Proctor: Abigail no, please-I don’t wanna get in any more trouble for this again, please for the love of God-

Narrator: Jesus Christ, all these dudes takin my name in vain

Off stage: What?!

Narrator: No, not you son.

[Proctor seems confused, but brushes it off as a coincidence.]

[Betty starts screaming obnoxiously]

Narrator: This is probably a clever ploy to shut Abigail up. I approve.

Tituba: I didn’t do it!

Mrs. Putnam: I THINK IT’S WITCHES.

Parris: YOU GUYS THEY’RE WITCHES.

Narrator: I’m sorry, where in the name of me did that come from?

Tituba: What do you mean witches? I’m literally just a maid. [nervous side glance]

Putnam: But all of my babies died, I have to find a way to make this about me.

Parris: Yeah I still think it’s witches.

Betty: Okay now where’s my mom?

Narrator: She’s with me, you idiot!

[Everyone else is yelling now]

Proctor: Okay I heard it that time, is anyone else hearing that upset omniscient voice?

Narrator: Wait, you can hear me?

Proctor: Yeah, who in God’s name are you?

Narrator: You just said it. Take a wild guess.

Proctor: Am I dead? I didn’t think I’d be talking to you when I died, I expected someone with horns…

Narrator: Pretty sure you’re not dead. And yeah, no guy with horns, just some obnoxious downstairs neighbors.

Proctor: So no one else can hear you, obviously.

Narrator: Of course it’s the adulterous pedophile that can hear me! Obviously not the two reverends in the room. Of course! Why not?!

Proctor: Look dude, that was an accident.

Narrator: I’m sorry what? What, did you slip?!

[Abigail starts screaming “I saw ___ with the devil!!”] Name list: Alice Barrow, Goody Sibber, George Jacobs, Chewbaca, Goody Hawkins, Tom Cruise (START IMPROVISING)

Narrator: Oh Jesus Christ, here we go again.

Off stage: What?!

Narrator: No, not you son.

Proctor: AGAIN?!!

[Curtain falls]

Fic Begins

[Takes place after curtain falls in orig. play]

Proctor is walking back to his house [Immediately after act 1, before act 2.]

Proctor: So… God, is it?

God: Yep, that’s me.

Proctor: Cool cool. So uh, I guess we’re stuck together now?

God: Listen, I have no idea why this is happening. But yes, it seems you can hear me now.

Proctor: Another question, what did you mean by again?

God: Remember when all those people died from dancing? That was mass hysteria. That’s what I mean by again: mass hysteria.

Proctor: Oh Holy S***

God: Could you stop that. It’s like tagging the original poster, unnecessary notifications.

Proctor: So since we’re stuck together I guess that means we should get to know each other. What’s your favorite color?

God: I made them, I don’t really have a favorite. But gold is nice. Ya know the streets and all…

Proctor: Oh yeah. My favorite color’s pink.

God: Really? Didn’t peg you for a pink guy. Cool.

Proctor: Yep. Your turn to ask a question.

God: Alright. What’s your favorite restaurant? Mine is Denny’s.

Proctor: …..HUH

God: oh right you guys don’t have that down there yet….

Time passes, many questions are asked and after a while they get to know each other better

Proctor: Hey one more question, can you hear my thoughts?

God: A little. It’s hard to explain. I can hear small bits. I know that you aren’t in love with your wife. I know that you think you laugh weird. I know about your imposter syndrome.That’s about it right now.

Proctor: Cool, cool. Well, we’re almost home. I’m gonna ask you to kindly shut up around other people because I don’t want to look TOO crazy.

God: Okay, I think I can follow that rule.

Proctor makes it home and greets his wife (NOT ACT TWO… YET)

Proctor: Hey Elizabeth, how’s life?

Elizabeth: If you hadn’t known Abigail my life would be a whole lot better

God: She’s right, you know.

Proctor fighting laughter because God’s funny: Fine Elizabeth, I know you won’t forgive me. Just let me rest tonight.

Proctor retires upstairs

God: Proctor, I think I’ve discovered another teensy weensy problem. I kind of have to do other things in heaven, is there some sort of way to… mute me? I don't want to disturb your sleep.

Proctor: I can handle it, I promise.

God: Suit yourself.

As Proctor goes to bed, God proceeds to speak Enochian while talking with angels.

Proctor: That might be hard to get used to. I might need some accommodations, can y’all at least speak a language that actually exists?

God: Or I could just teach you Enochian.

Procter: …I’d be okay with that.

Following day. Proctor starts going about daily chores (farming bs)

God: Mornin’ sunshine!

Proctor: Oh Jesus you scared me!

Background: What?!

God: No not you son. Sorry I scared you John. Are we on a first name basis now? Is John okay?

John: Yeah that’s okay. Nicer than “Proctor” all the time. Hey who was that in the background?

God: My son.

John: Oh yeah Jesus, makes sense.

Jesus: Dad, stop yelling my name!

God: John, stop saying Jesus all the time. Don’t worry son! Just keep listening to your music. He likes human music, big Slipknot fan.

John: …what?

God: Sorry I keep forgetting. So, John. Do you still want to learn Enochian?

John: Oh yeah! That’s something good to do while planting.

God: Okay well hello generally stays the same, and “God” is “Ascha.” So saying “Hello God” is “Hello Ascha”

John: Huh, okay. That sounds easy so far.

God continues to teach John Enochian while he plants for the following harvest. Before he knows it, he’s done with his chores.

John: Okay so I think I’m starting to get it. Thanks, God!

God: Any time, John. Since we’re stuck together I really want us to be comfortable with each other, and languages are a good place to start.

John /soft blushing/: Oh uh, yeah. Yeah that sounds nice.

God: John I know you blushed, don’t get any ideas. I am literally God, don’t fall in love with me… [/implied “yet”/]

John: I’m not falling in love! It’s just nice, is all. Elizabeth doesn’t care about stuff like that…

God: Really. Huh, well I’m glad I can help, I guess.

John: Thanks, uh. I’m gonna head to town now for some firewood. Please stay as quiet as possible.

God: Trust me, I won’t make a sound.

John is lucky enough to go to town without incident.

God: So what’d ya get me?

John: I don’t even know how I’d get you anything, considering you’re a disembodied voice to me.

God: Offerings exist, ya know.

John: Oh yeah, I could pray or something, would that count?

God: *Sigh* I was kidding, but if you really wanted to yes, that would count.

John: Oh cool. Wait if you can just hear me, then what is praying? I always thought it was just talking to you or your son, but since I can talk to you, is praying more like sending a letter?

God: Yeah, it’s like a text mess… telegra… never mind. It’s like a letter. I can open it later and address it instead of getting it immediately like what we’ve got going on.

John /mildly confused/: Cool.

God and John end the day, John puts up the firewood and talks briefly with Elizabeth. A few weeks go by and act two begins.

Play (act two)

Elizabeth: you're late, what were you doing?

Proctor: UGH nosy woman

God: That’s a little contradictory, considering you were the nosy one with Abigail.

Proctor /muttering/: shut up

Elizabeth: What was that?

Proctor: nothing, sorry. Do you have the soup?

Elizabeth: Yeah, hope it’s good.

Proctor: If it’s good then It’s because I added salt.

Elizabeth: Really?

{Proctor tries the soup]

[Mary Warren enters]

Mary: Hey Lizzie, here's a doll I made.

God: This probably won’t end well.

Proctor: Oh really, maybe if you get into sewing you won't be that big of a jerk to us.

Mary: also like 40 people are accused. Hey Lizzie I saved your life.

Elizabeth: I’m sorry what

Proctor: Jeez Abigail sucks.

Mary: I didn’t even mention her, why would you think it was her that accused Lizzie.

Proctor: She wants to kill her so she can be with me

Elizabeth: Yeah yeah whatever.

[Enter Hale]

Hale: Yo Lizzie that doll is actually proof that you’re hangin’ with satan.

Lizzie: huh?

God: Whoa, that was faster than I thought.

Proctor /whispering/: What do you mean you thought?

God: I’ll tell you later.

Hale: yeah so you’re coming with me Lizzie

Elizabeth: Aw rats

Hale: Also why is your son not baptized and why haven’t you guys gone to church and can you recite the Commandments

Proctor: Uh yeah I know all of them there’s one I’m forgetting though

God: Adultery, John

Proctor: Oh adultery. Yeah that one.

Hale: Here’s a warrant for your wife’s arrest

Proctor: what warrant

[Proctor rips the warrant]

Hale: Dang okay.

Mary: Hey is it cool if I scream about how I can’t testify in court okay I’m gonna take that as a yes.

Everyone but Mary: What

Mary: I CANNOT I CANNOT I CANNOT I CANNOT I CA-

[Everyone leaves including Mary, Proctor is left behind]

Fic Resumes

John: So, God. Can you explain what you mean by “faster than I thought” earlier?

God: Okay, it’s a little complicated John. So what’s happening is I know a little more than you think. I can see a little into the future. I assumed that it would take a little longer for Reverend Hale to get here. That’s all.

John: So you can see the future. Could you tell me about myself?

God /hesitating/: You’re going to live a long time, you won’t be with Elizabeth for much longer, and you’re going to fall in love and be happier than you are now. You won’t have much to worry about in the future, you’ll be taken care of.

John: That seems nice. I think I’m okay with that life.

God /quietly/: me too.

John: Hm?

God: Nothing.

John: O-kay?

God: So, more Enochian? [responding to Proctor nodding] Okay so instead of saying “good morning” you say “balit morning.”

[John and God spend the rest of the night talking, learning Enochian, and bonding]

[End of the night, the sun is beginning to rise]

John: Whoa, it’s morning already! Balit morning, Ascha!

God: Ah yes, Balit Morning, John.

John: I’m finally coming to terms with the fact that I’m stuck with you. It’s really nice. Can I ask about interests? Like what do you do in your free time?

God: John, my free time is spent with you. Technically, you are my interest.

John /LOUD BLUSHING/: Oh. Well, thank you.

God /realizing/: Sorry if that was too forward, it is the truth. On the other hand, I really enjoy fantasy football. I know you don't know what that means.

John: I might not know what it means, but I am willing to listen to you talk if it matters to you. I care about your interests, God.

Ascha: We’re on a first name basis, please call me Ascha. I’m more used to Enochian.

John: Okay. Ascha, tell me more about this “fantasy football.”

Ascha /beginning/: Well football is a sport, and it has teams. There are lots of popular players, and in fantasy football you can pretend to make your own teams using popular players.

John: Okay I understand I think. What is football like?

Ascha /excited/: Oh it’s a lot of fun! There are two teams…

Ascha explains the premise of football to John. John listens intently while completing daily chores.

Ascha: So different players have different strengths and weaknesses, that’s why it’s fun to create fake teams, because you can pretend that the players work together to overcome their weaknesses.

John: That is rather profound for a game, Ascha. I am impressed. Can you explain a little more about the game? Fantasy football, I mean. If it exists that must mean there are other people that enjoy it, how does that work?

Ascha: Well John we use the internet. It’s a… heaven thing. It connects people over long distances through things called computers, and we can share our teams and thoughts and comments on them.

John: Interesting. I guess I’ll become familiar with that when I die. But you said I have a long time to live, so I’ll just have to guess for now!

Ascha /sadly/: Yes John, I suppose so.

John: Alright, do you want to hear about my interests now?

Ascha: What, like adultery?

John: Oh quit, I know you just do that to screw with me. I meant horses.

Ascha: You like horses?

John: How could you not! They’re majestic and strong, you really did a great job with them, they’re much better than humans.

Ascha: Well thank you, although I think I did a pretty good job with humans as well. Especially those like yourself.

John: Do you really mean that? Or are you just starting to grow fond of me in particular.

Ascha: Let’s go back to horses.

John: I feel like you’re dodging something here, but at least I get to talk about horses. So horses have super fast reflexes…

John continues to gush about horses while Ascha listens, despite knowing all about horses (he made them, after all.)

Ascha: So you know that I can see the future. Well in the future there are young children that are often girls that really like horses. They are colloquially referred to as horse girls. You are a horse girl, John.

John: interesting. You know Ascha, I’m very excited to see this future you always talk about.

Ascha: I’m excited for you to see it too, John. I am honored to experience it with you.

Time passes and John and Ascha speak more while completing daily tasks

Play (act three)

[We are in court now. Judge Danforth is big mad.]

Danforth: Yo Mary, so what are you sayin’ ‘bout these girls.

Mary: I’m saying they are totally lying and that I was lying too.

Danforth: man, we should ask those chicks because if that’s true that is so totally wack, yo.

[Abigail and some other ladies come in]

Abigail: I don’t know what Mary said but whatever it is she’s a witch and her spirit is attacking us. Look at how cold we are.

Other girls: Yeah man we’re cold.

Danforth: Okay good evidence, I believe you.

John: Are you kidding me?! I knew Abigail. I know she’s lying.

Ascha: John, are you crazy?! You just admitted to your worst sin. That’s punishable by death John! They won’t take kindly to that.

Abigail: John is right! But he’s also a witch!

[Elizabeth enters suddenly]

Danforth: Oh yeah you’re married to John you know things

Elizabeth: John is totally innocent, I am actually the witch.

John: Oh my God she’s totally lying! Elizabeth I told them already

Elizabeth: Aw rats

[Elizabeth is dragged out of court and taken to prison]

John: GOD IS DEAD!!

[Everyone gasps]

Ascha: HEY!

[John is dragged out of court and taken to prison]

Fic Resumes

[Begins in prison, before act four]

Ascha: John, care to explain why you reported my death?

John: Ascha you know I don’t mean anything by that. I was just trying to scare them. It’s also just a product of how infuriating this whole situation is. I guess it culminated with me saying something to get them out of the darn way.

Ascha: Well, it may have gotten them out of the way, but in the process has put you in danger. John, I know how this ends, but of course I can say nothing. I want you to know that you make the right decision. I trust you John, perhaps more than I’ve trusted anyone.

John: I appreciate that, although I don’t feel very worthy of that praise right now.

Ascha: It’s going to be okay John. John, listen to me, you just need to forgive yourself. Forgive yourself of your sins and everything will be fine. Confess your sins.

John /gathering courage/: Is it a sin to be so enraptured by you that I often have dreams at night that I dare not say out loud? Ascha, is it a sin to be so in love with every part of you? If so I will confess. Ascha I have sinned, for I have never been so in love with anyone. Ascha I am sorry, I know you asked me not to fall in love with you, but how could you have asked me something so impossible. I am in love with God himself, and if that is a sin then I am doomed, for I will live an eternity not knowing his embrace.

Ascha: Oh my. Well this has certainly taken a turn, hasn’t it? I suppose I should return your sentiments. Yes John, I am in love with you as well. It is hard to believe that I have fallen in love with a mortal, but when I remember that it is you that I have fallen for it no longer seems so irrational. John, you are extraordinary. I am so lucky to have you as a companion.

John: Ascha, when you said I would live a long life, you were lying, right? I am going to die at dawn, aren’t I?

Ascha /through tears/: Yes John.

John: Why are you crying? I will be with you, won’t I?

Ascha /crying harder now/: Yes John but… Dying is so painful. I am heartbroken that you have to experience it just to live out your days with me in heaven.

John: Ascha, you are worth a thousand of my deaths.

Days pass, Ascha and John share sentiments. They discuss aspects of death, what death will truly mean for John, and other philosophical end-of-life discussions. Before long it is time for John to either confess or hang.

Play (act four)

John: Elizabeth, what do you say about my situation?

Elizabeth: John, I say that I am in no place to forgive you. I get that I was a miserable old hag. Just do what you feel is right, and forgive yourself.

John: You know, you’re right.

[Danforth enters with his posse]

Danforth: Yo, John if you’re gonna confess you best be signing your name.

John: Oka-

Danforth: Also, did you see Goody Sibber or Rebecca Nurse or Chewbaca or Alice Barrow or Tom Cruise with the devil?

John: no way buddy.

Danforth: So you saw no one with the devil. So you’re lying. Sorry but if you’re lying we’re kinda gonna have to kill you.

John: Oh yeah I love ripping paper go ahead and convict me. God knows I’ve confessed, I don’t need this on paper [John rips the paper]

Ascha: John, their knowledge of confession has nothing to do with me. I have no say in it for them. You are going to hang John. Oh John, I am so sorry.

John: Ascha you do not need to worry. I am not sorry

Danforth: Stop rambling and get outside, we have to hang you now.

Elizabeth: he forgave himself. I just know it.

#my writing #its not finished!! more fluff to come X3 #when john proctor / god

[becomehaikyuu]

Haikyuu Chapter 6: A Story From Junior High

REFLECTION:

The chapter begins with the fateful game that traumatized our poor King Of The Court, Kageyama. While the crowd is chanting for his team, the pressure is on him. The other team is good and his team sucks! Kageyama keeps tossing impossible passes and his team is getting sick of him slavedriving them! The coach is watching (pay attention: will go into my feelings on the coach later) and snap back to the current game where Tanaka scores a point. He celebrates and shoots up a few spaces in my favorite character list for one reason:

(Artist rendition. Never change, Tanaka.)

Hinata tries to use his superhuman leaping ability to get a point but Tsukishima Dreamsmasher Kei easily blocks his straight. Oh, and more importantly, he reminds Hinata that he's short. Hinata uses his Once More but Tsukishima blocks that too. He "helpfully" suggests that Kageyama uses his King's Toss to get one over on him but he and Kageyama know, that for some reason, he can't and won't use it. Kageyama tries to score a point by himself but Daddy Sawamura blocks it easily. You see, Daddy doesn't have the talent but he has the skill and the experience to make him a perfect defense. If you try to get things past Daddy, Daddy spanks (I'm done, sorry. I got issues.).

It's around this time that Tsukishima reveals to Hinata why Kageyama is called "King". See, like I subtly alluded to last time, that nickname is not meant to be a compliment. It refers to Kageyama's tyrannical, control freak style of playing that led to the fateful moment at his last match.

FLASHBACK

Kageyama is yelling, everybody is already stressed out about his impossible passes and shouts back but Kageyama refuses to back down. He is going to the Nationals, god-fucking-dammit! He tosses the ball behind him...and no one is there to catch it. See, the time deliberately let their opponents score a point to tell Kageyama that they won't follow him anymore. They reject him as a setter. The coach then benches him for the rest of the game.

...A word.

Now, I understand why Kageyama had to be called out. I even support benching him for the game. But holy hell, to let the team score a point like that, that's just...SUPER unprofessional from this Westerner's perspective. I remember back in high school, when my team let the other score a point as a joke, my coach screamed his head off at them like he was going to commit a spree killing. And let's talk about the coach...oh, he's the coach and not some concerned adult in a uniform? COULDA FUCKING FOOLED ME! Why is Kageyama the major disciplinarian on the team? Why is he the one calling out his teammates for bullying little kids? Why is he letting his team do this at an official fucking match? And, while we're talking about the match, WHAT DID THE REFEREE THINK ABOUT THAT SHIT?! Are you even allowed to do that during that an official match? It seems super uncalled for in a country where you literally have to bow before your opponents before every damn match! I'm sorry, I'm probably missing a lot of context. Let's just move on...

END OF FLASHBACK

Tsukishima gleefully points out that's why Kageyama can't use that toss. Poor boy's scarred and I don't blame him. Hell, even Kageyama agrees that he's too scared to use that toss anymore. Hinata then perks up with the true if somewhat insensitive argument that what happened was in junior high and that now is now. Hinata says "Fuck where you're from, fuck where you're going, it only matter where you're at!" Tsukishima is pissed by Hinata's Shonen Spirit (hmmm?) and, when it comes time for another serve, Kageyama, seemingly unconsciously, tosses the ball behind him only for Hinata to SPIKE THAT MOTHERFUCKER TO THE GOAL! Kageyama tries to say something but Hinata says that if Kageyama keeps tossing, he'll keep receiving (*kisses my rosary*). End of Chapter!

Shit is getting pretty crazy! Looking forward to learning why Tsukishima is so anti-Hot Blooded next chapter.

Chapter Rating: 10/10

#haikyuu!! #a story from junior high #review

[batarangsoundsdumb]

guess fucking what? my inbox is so fucking full right now i'm unloading all of this shit in one post.

For the 11th gotham memes: gothamites react to bruce being jacked in a tiktok he made with kids, like super yoked, ripped as hell

fucking hilarious thanks. i think i did it in one meme post, but i genuinely don't remember which one

i dunno which of the batfam would do this but one time i was sleeping over at a friends house and ended up on the floor bc the bed was so very small and i just stayed there because the rug was soft

that's a drunk jason move i don't know what to tell you

tim and jason are "i listen to pop punk" solidarity. whenever jason highjacks the batmobile theyll go on long ass car rides blaring mcr and paramore and then never talk about it again

as they should!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tim: no jason it's my turn using the aux cord i gotta put on my jams jason: don't you dare put on weird shit tim: don't worry, you're gonna love this *plays fearless (taylor's version)

hear me out hear me out, red hood stans 🤝 nightwing stans t h i g h s

holy shit yes.

SNL au: Bruce breaks character when pretending to superman and says something like "I'm not superman! You've seen his gps!! It's from 2001!!!" @sabeanybabe

superman flies past the snl building the next day just to say 'actually it's from 2005, i'm not a heathen'

does your back hurt from carrying the batfam fandom

it hurts more from the exotic rock collection i keep in my backpack, but thanks for the concern.

I love your posts by why would you always leave the best parts in the tags?

as a treat for the people that check the tags ;) (and also because i'm committed to the short post aesthetic)

somehow your playlist was everything i never knew i needed. i mean it. this is my new favorite playlist.

and don't you dare get a new favourite playlist!

babe ur stoner tim playlist is exactly too perfect, earth is literally blessed by ur existence

babe thanks so much! i love my stoner tim playlist because it's just my usual playlist but people think it's an artistic choice that i put taylor swift and britney spears in there, when it's just what i unironically like listening to

JANDKSKDK BILLY RAY CYRUS ON THE STONER TIM PLAYLIST I LOVE IT IT

again it's not even an ironic choice, i know every single word and i genuinely like the song

The last chapter of Fundamentals of Casework has me crying at work. Thanks I love it @dudelookitsalesbian

oh babe, i'm sorry, but also, not sorry i love chapter 4 so much it's my lovechild with the 'mental illness' tag

soooo....stumbled on your tumblr by some stroke of fate??? read your DC fanfic first. which is PHENOMENAL btw. then found all the batmemes; the funniest thing EVER bc everyone forgets about regular old gothamites. kept scrolling and your blog pops up as recommended. clicked on the ao3 for shits and giggles and waddaya know?!?!? it's YOU!!! you're LEGEND!!!! ever seen that meme? it's a video of a cat that got into a baseball field and the two announcers get really invested in his escape attempt and start giving a play by play of the cat instead of the game. memeable moment: "GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!"

i seriously think about this ask every single day and it's so fucking funny to me that i've never seen the meme you're referencing, but i still find myself going 'GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!' whenever i see something funny. but wow i'm glad you liked this steaming pile of garbage

Fav dc character overall? And fav batfamily character?

don't ask me to pick between the loves of my life, but i can tell you i've cried about every single batfamily member and also wally west (my beloved)

What's your opinion on fans having a problem with batfam being "too big"? And some even claim that batfam is just "Bruce Alfred Dick Damian" and the rest of them are just "friends and allies" (source: reddit) Personally, I like batfam because of this reason but idk

stupid. a family can never be too big. i'm not that big a fan of like huge batfam stuff with everybody from every single universe, because as much as it's funny for bruce to have like 30 kids, it just feels a little too OOC for me.

This is the best tag I've seen involving the batfam, thanks for thinking of it

This is canon now @nctxrejects

lmao yeah i think at that point alfred has had to sit through like at least a dozen coming out talks and just has a pride flag collection in the attic that he pulls out whenever a kid comes out

idk why batfam hits different as compared to any other superhero family

bc it's found family and usually the other superhero families are almost all genetically related in one way or another

I don't know if you watch the umbrella academy but I saw your last post about batcest and saw the similarities. But the thing is (although I think it's weird) in TUA, they addressed it by saying "they were raised as weapons, not siblings" or something along those lines, which is simply not the case with batfam.

yeah i watched tua but i also thought it was ridiculous and they still treated each other as siblings so i didn't like the luthor/allison thing, and am glad they stopped doing that shit bc it fucking sucked.

Hot take: Batcest shippers are the same people who believe adopted siblings are not actual siblings

smoking hot take: batcest shippers are the people who watch 'my sister got stuck in the washing machine' porn

Duke was adopted by Bruce?

not technically no, but do i, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb, look like i care?

True story but I had to change my freaking name because it used to be "Damien" and most people would go "OH LIKE DAMIAN WAYNE" like please I'm just tryna live

true story, but i don't actually think of damian when i hear the name damian, literally the first thing that pops up is damian darkh like bruh what?

apparently dc comics company supported comic stores by giving out new titles and stuff during the beginning of the pandemic to help them run and I just think that's wholesome

ah yeah that's so fucking cool, still don't like dc, the company, because this world is a capitalist hellhole and we're all owned by warner brothers or disney with no in between.

ayo looking at tumblr head canons and finding out bruce is actually a terrible father is a punch in the gut

lmao yes, in like 50% of comics bruce is a terrible father and it gives me whiplash

oooh I just saw the jason todd vs winter soldier post and the real question is: batman vs iron man

while iron man has like hundreds of cases of armor, batman could throw out an emp and have the guy dropping out of the sky in 2 seconds.

dickfast = fastdick = quickdick = quickie

magnum hot take

hey bata(?) just thought I'd let you know I have copied the obnoxious emoji and Billy Ray post for use on simping men going forth

thank you 😘🌷 (@spacebarsidecar)

why would you do that to your followers???? i get why i did it, but why would you???

what is scarecrow made the nightwing funko pop himself, like those diy-ers that paint over other ones

oh god no, horrible take, horrible take, that's a disgusting thought oh no

I see your HC that Bruce and Oliver fucked and raise you this: Dick and Roy ALSO fucked

yes they did and it was a horrible moment for jason to find out dick has fucked both of his best friends

"at this rate bruce adds like 1 child to his family every decade or so" Duke is introduced in 2013, Damian as Damian, not as an unnamed child, in 2006. And he is already 14 years old, Robins rarely remain Robins after 16 😬 It looks like a new Robin and Batkid will appear in a couple of years

i mean i can't wait? but somebody will probably die first tho, we're due for another major character death. my money's on either cass or duke this time.

BRO you're so right all of your Bruce's ex headcanons are amazing but they aren't ships, that's kinda wild. Like I don't want any peeks into how their relationship was I just want to see everyone make fun of them

lmao YES it's just i love bruce being a slut, like good for him.

I am in love with your posts your honour thank you

omg thanks are we like,, gonna kiss now?

The justice league needs to have a meeting to discuss how many of their members/partners have slept with bruce. Because through a combination of cannon & fannon (if DC wasn’t homophobic) we have AT LEAST: 1) clark 2) lois 3) oliver 4) dinah 5) john

Thats not counting villains or random civilians @dudelookitsalesbian

yes yes yes, they'll have a yearly meeting about how many of their collective exes could be out for revenge and batman's list just keeps getting longer.

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

and what about it?

when steph's fighting livewire and she zaps her with lighting and nothing happens and then they both just. stand there awkwardly for a second and talk. yeah i couldn't stop laughing at that batgirl steph is the BEST

oh yeah that was fucking hilarious and i think it would be so cool and sexy of dc to give steph a little comic series,,, as a treat

Hi I absolutely adore all of yours "Bruce and Oliver very badly pretending they didn't fuck each other" memes

lmao i do too

I need you to know that “Bruce Wayne had frosted tips” is one of my favorite Bruce takes of all time it’s so galaxy brained. you’re right and you should say it

he also painted his hair blonde once when he was travelling and in conclusion, this is why he's being blackmailed by the gotham gazette.

you know my thing about gordon being branded as the only good cop in gotham is its a load of shit like arguably he's a good person and not working to screw people over or anything but the fact that he also works w. batman makes him a shit cop. like yea batman is better than the mob but its still illegal its still an abuse of power he just not making bank

babe, all cops are bad cops. (but yeah youre absolutely right, working with vigilantes makes you a shit cop, but also working against vigilantes just makes you an asshole cop yanno?)

ruh roh i think i’m about to add “so not yeehaw” every time i don’t like something

that's a very good vocabulary upgrade

somehow i feel like steph already knew. like babs obviously knew but i feel like bruce got high/drunk in front of steph and started telling his boarding school stories and steph was just like “oh you fucked up i’m never gonna forget this”

steph and bruce have weird uncle/rebellious niece dynamic and they just hang out sometimes and bruce will be like 'i once broke my arm when i tripped over a hedge when i was drunk so oliver drove me to the hospital on an electric scooter' and steph will just have to sit there with that knowledge in her head.

Hello I just wanted to tell you you are So right in all your steph opinions bc she is, in fact amazing and I think that's very sexy of you. Ps. Your Bruce/Oliver fic is hilarious

babe, thank you so much and yes steph is amazing and i love her and she deserves the world and she's the best member of the batfam hands down. also thanks

In Supersons we see a couple of kids that are implied to be Damian and Jon's children and the boy has laser eyes and can fly, so I asume he's not adopted. The girl, who calls Bruce grandpa, can also fly, btw. So it's canon (probably by accident) that Jon can have kids and he must have married one of Bruce's kids. (I'm hoping for Damian, mostly because any other of his children would be waaaaaaaaaaaaay too old.) @artemisa97

lmao that was probably an accident seeing as jon is a 17 year old superhero in the year 3000 (by the jonas brothers)

You know, I'm a die hard fan of your memes, but I gotta say one thing: if Gothamites actually took gas mask everywhere with them, then the Scarecrow would just be a weird dude in a weird costume, and not a villain oh so scary. DC really should just takes notes from you.

bold of you to assume there's no gothamite anti-maskers

How does it feel being the funniest person on this app?

horrible, next question.

I can't listen to Green Day or Billy Joel without thinking of your post about how Bruce got arrested at a Billy Joel concert @nightwings-kid

yeah that's your mistake, i on the other hand can't enjoy billy joel without thinking about the glee rendition of 'uptown girl'

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

superman: so what do you do in your free time? batman, thinking about the superman fanfiction he's writing on the batcomputer: i have no free time

bruce and oliver be like boyfriends to co-workers 401k (do the justice leagues get 401ks??? not that bruce and ollie would need them, but-)

lmao yes just 400 thousand words of bruce realising 'oh dip oliver is such a fucking dumbass' (also i don't know what a 401 k is but i assume they don't?)

Gothamites would totally boo superman as he saves Gotham while batman is out. @meenje

he's like 'okay think about that next time you want to be saved from an alien octopus'

I just took long break from dc comics and I come back to see ric grayson ??

i think it's very cool and sexy of dc to see dick and just think 'you know what? let's just give him a traumatic brain injury' and then didn't develop his character in any real way

SPEAKING OF RIC GRAYSON, gothamites making confused memes out of ric grayson is much needed

'dick grayson is my taxi driver? can anyone explain what the fuck happened he looks like an italian plumber?'

i hate to say it but batfam are def "marvel characters" in that sense they are characters who are human but become superheroes unlike most dc characters who are gods trying to be human maybe this is why I like batfam

fair enough

#this is only like half of it #but at least you can get like a few answers #yanno fuck it #bataranswers #ask #asks #anon

[x-childish-x]

Valentine’s Day Mystery Special! Part 3

How They Would Spend Valentine's Day With You!

Request: No

Warnings: Swearing, fluff

Word Count: 1243

A/N: Day Three! Here it is! The Mystery Valentine's Day Special! It's basically a brief list of some head-cannons of what spending V-Day with these characters would be like (from my opinion). SORRY THIS IS LATE MY COMPUTER DIED LMAO! Characters who receive their own special are not included on this list. Another reminder that requests are still open but will not be posted until after 2/15. However, you can send in a Valentine's Day request and I'll do my best to post it with the specials! If you would like an extension of any of these, send in an ask and let me know! I hope you enjoy!

Part Three: X-Men

Kurt Wagner

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Shyest person ever. Oh my god, so shy and awkward. He would be so shy that you almost didn't become his valentine, even if you were dating, because he was way too afraid to ask. And gifts? Oh god, for gifts he'd get so shy he'd probably teleport away by accident and then reappear and ultimately startle you from how quickly he disappeared and reappeared. He'd immediately begin to apologize about scaring you and about a "bad gift" because you'd have tears in your eyes. But the tears would be happy tears because Kurt would put literally SO MUCH time and effort and thought into your gifts. It'd take you a while to reassure him that they were indeed happy tears and not bad tears. Kurt loves you so much but he'd still be so shy and awkward about the whole day.

Warren Worthington iii

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Listen, I love Warren but he would be so full of himself. He likes Valentine's Day but mainly because it means that he gets chocolate and he gets you to spend the full day with him. He'd get you a stuffed animal and some candy/chocolate, he'd wanna watch a movie with you and probably would ask you to make dinner. You'd both share a lovely dinner but, overall, Warren's not the most romantic guy. He's the type of person who's into Valentine's Day for like two hours and then it's just another regular day (and he's not necessarily wrong). However, despite all this, he would spend the day making sure you understand that he loves you dearly and he appreciates you. You mean so, so much to him for giving him a chance after the whole Apocalypse thing, so he would definitely want you to understand your special and he loves you so much.

Erik Lehnsherr

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ROMANTIC. Oh my... I can't even begin to explain how secretly romantic this man is. Erik loves you, and I mean he loves you, and he 100% uses the excuse of Valentine's Day to flaunt it. He would wake you up with breakfast in bed of your favorite breakfast foods and he'd give you your favorite flowers and your favorite sweets. Erik would definitely pamper you the whole day and he would not be an ounce of shy about giving you gifts. He'd just be so happy to give you stuff. You'd watch a movie together and then he'd make you a gorgeous, candle-lit dinner. Of course you'd end the day taking a bubble bath together and he would be the freaking cheese to leave a trail of rose petals. Erik is the definition of romantic himself, so I have no doubt that he would love Valentine's Day for the sole purpose of getting to have an extra reason to spoil you all day because, "You are perfection and therefore, you should feel like perfection."

Logan Howlett

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Bless his heart, bless Logan's heart, but he definitely lets his ego get in the way. He'd definitely try to act all manly about the day because he doesn't like Valentine's Day that much. He would think flowers aren't manly so he'd get you some chocolates and something you'd been asking for for a long time, maybe he'd even make you something. Logan loves you more than he could ever actually express but he's just not the most romantic person, seeing as his past relationships never ended that well. Logan would definitely be watching some sports game and you'd kiss his cheek before getting up to like, refill your drink or something and this is when his guard would fall. He'd snatch your wrist and be like, "Where are you going? You're not leaving are you? I'm sorry I've been so.." and you'd just smile and raise your glass, quickly refilling your drink before coming back to sit beside Logan only to be yanked into his side and have a kiss placed to your temple as he'd mumble, "Love you so much, bub."

Wade Wilson

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Wade loves Valentine's Day so much. He'd get one of those corny Valentine's Day shirts and wear it with so much pride, and you can of course expect him to have matching Valentine's Day socks. You though? Oh you can bet your ass you are forced to stay in bed or on the couch. Wade barely even lets you lift a finger because, you're his queen and "Queens let their Kings serve them." He would get you anything and everything you wanted. Candy? He bought you enough to last you years. Flowers? You don't even have enough vases. Jewelry? You don't have enough body parts. Your first Valentine's Day, it took you maybe two hours to realize he was purposefully going over the top because... it's Wade. But you know his intentions are all good because holy fuck he loves you so much. However, when night comes Wade would literally get so flipping kinky with you because... again... it's Wade. One last thing, there's a 99.9% chance that Wade didn't even ask you to be his Valentine, he probably just demanded it.

Hank McCoy

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Hank is... well he really has no opinion on Valentine's Day. He doesn't dislike it but he doesn't necessarily like it. As for your date/gift exchange all I can say is picnic. Picnic, picnic, picnic, picnic! I can't stress this enough, Hank would take you on the cutest picnic you've ever been on. Like, it'd be next to some beautiful waterfall or on some hill with an outstanding view, but it'd be so cute and so neatly packed. He'd definitely be shy about giving gifts but would love the tiny squeal you'd left out when he'd hand you your favorite candy and something you'd mentioned a few times but not enough to suspect he'd actually paid attention. Hank is shy, so naturally he'd just want to spend the day appreciating you and making you happy. You'd be laid back in his lap, taking in your surroundings and Hank would mumble, "I'm truly the luckiest guy in the world."

Alex Summers

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This boy loves Valentine's day, can't express it enough. He full-heartedly believes that the mansion needs to be decked out in decorations, every single year. Alex is definitely not the most romantic person but he tries so hard to be romantic and his efforts definitely work. Not only would he get you chocolates and candies and flowers but he'd definitely be the person to get you balloons and a card. He would put so much thought into the gift because he'd definitely make it all into a little gift basket with all the gifts and the card would definitely bring you to tears.

Scott Summers

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Scott pretends to hate Valentine's Day but everyone knows he loves it. He loves seeing you smile and hearing your laugh. I touched a small bit on Scott in the Peter special. Definitely gives you flowers, and he would go more off of which flowers smelt the best rather than which were the "prettiest". Scott would totally get you chocolates and your favorite candy but he'd get you like those Lindt Lindor chocolates or Sees Candy. I feel like Scott would leave the whole day up to you. If you wanna watch a movie, sure! Which one? If you want to go out to eat, sure! Which restaurant? If you want to go exploring, sure! Where to first? Scott literally finds joy in seeing you happy so I think he'd just spend the entirety of Valentine's Day trying to make sure that you're as happy as possible.

#valentines day #valentines day special #valentines day 2021 #vday2021 #kurt wagner x reader #kurt wagner x you #kurt wagner x y/n #warren worthington a reader #warren worthington x you #warren worthington x y/n #logan howlett x reader #logan howlett x you #logan howlett x y/n #scott summers x reader #scott summers x you #scott summers x y/n #alex summers x reader #alex summers x you #alex summers x y/n #hank mccoy x reader #hank mccoy x y/n #hank mccoy x you #erik lehnsherr x reader #erik lehnsherr x you #erik lehnsherr x y/n #wade wilson x reader #wade wilson x you #wade wilson x y/n #cyclops x reader #cyclops x you

[fruitcoops]

Remus gets injured in a game. I have literally read everything you have written but i'm not sure if you have wrote one like this. If you have, ANOTHER PLZZ

Hello anon! I wove this together with a couple different prompts, listed below:

1. Coops argument

2. Prompt 21: “You need to eat something”

3. Remus gets in a fight with Snape

4. Protective Sirius

5. Coops going home grumpy after losing a game (see link)

Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove! TW for fights, blood, bruises, arguments, and someone getting called a wh*re

Snape’s cheek gave easily beneath Remus’ fist, which was a tad bit surprising. He wrapped his other hand in the neckline of his jersey, yanking him back in to land another punch to the side of his head—that would leave a nasty bruise in the morning. Stars sparkled in his vision as Snape got a lucky shot in and he doubled down, ignoring the thin line of pain that trickled down his chin.

“Break it up, boys, that’s enough!” The referee’s whistle blew as he and another pried Remus’ hands off Snape’s jersey; someone took him by the shoulders and pushed him away from the fight. Pots.

“Say it again!” Remus shouted at Snape as the refs and their teammates continued pulling them apart. “Say it again and I’ll knock your fucking teeth in!”

James’ hold on him faltered for a second as another person skated over and tried to join the melee. “Cap, no!”

“Move, Pots.”

“Loops won the fight, it’s done. Let’s just keep playing.” James shoved both their chests hard enough to send them back a few inches, but Remus’ blood boiled as he ground his mouthguard between his teeth. He glanced up at the clock—3:16 left in the third, Snakes up by two. Their win was almost guaranteed and Snape was still pulling this bullshit.

He skated quickly over to the bench and mumbled his thanks to Hestia as she pressed some gauze to his lip and ice to his cheek. “Lupin, you’re in for the rest of the game,” Coach Weasley said, tapping him on the arm with his playboard. “Anything broken?”

“No, Coach.”

“Then get your ass back out on the ice and score some points. We need some speed.”

He could feel the fury rolling off Sirius as they wove through the Snakes’ defense, shooting again and again to no avail. Frustration built up in every nerve—he was worried about the win, of course, but mostly he was pissed. Pissed at Snape, pissed at James for pushing him, and pissed at Sirius for butting into the fight.

Remus scored a final goal just as the buzzer sounded. Hissing filled the stadium, even though it was a home game. Snape smirked at him as he skated past and the only thing keeping him from dragging him right back in by his greasy hair was the possible suspension.

The shower was cold, because of course the fucking shower was cold. Remus shoved his stuff in his duffel and waited outside the locker room, silently fist bumping the guys as they left. God, he hated losing games. It was inevitable, but it always felt shitty.

“How’s the lip?” Sirius asked when he finally came out, bag slung over his shoulder.

“Fine. What the fuck was that?”

“What was what?”

“You butted into my fight. Nobody asked you to.”

Sirius’ eyebrows rose. “Re, he called you—”

“Yeah, I know what he called me,” Remus snapped, practically slamming the door to the parking lot closed. “I was there.”

The only reason you’re on this team is because you’re the captain’s whore, Snape had sneered. He bit the inside of his cheek as his anger flared at the memory. “I was just trying to help,” Sirius grumbled.

“Well, you didn’t. You proved his fucking point.”

“I didn’t prove shit!” Sirius scoffed as they got in the car. Immediately, Remus felt claustrophobic.

“I had it handled, Sirius!”

“You’re still bleeding!”

Remus ran his tongue along his lip—sure enough, the salty tang of blood filled his mouth. He swore under his breath and held his sleeve to his lip; his cheekbone throbbed and he knew it would be swollen in mere hours.

“Here.”

“I don’t need that.”

“You’d rather stain your sleeve than accept a tissue from me?”

“It’s a black sweatshirt, it’s fine.” Sirius muttered something. “Care to share with the class?”

Sirius sighed as he turned off the freeway. “I said it was your idea to keep these here in the first place. I don’t know why you’re being all pissy with me. We’ve lost games before.”

“I’m pissed because you don’t think I can handle myself in a fight.”

Sirius took his eyes off the road for a half second in shock. “Excuse me? Why do you think that?”

“I just told you!” Remus said, exasperated. “Snape was being a dick, so I punched him. I didn’t need your hero complex to swoop in and save the day.”

“Re, I didn’t even get a hand on him. Pots—”

“Oh, I’m pissed at him as well,” Remus snorted, staring out the passenger window at the blurry lights against the dark. “If someone calls me a whore, I’d rather get the message across that they can’t do it again.”

“Would you rather have gotten a penalty?”

“Yes.”

“That is unbelievably selfish.”

Remus laughed without humor. “Y’know, it’s really funny that you’ve never had this conversation with Logan, the king of the penalty box. Is it because he’s not a delicate flower like me?”

“Wh—” Sirius clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, Remus. I have never seen you as a—a delicate flower. For your information, I have chewed Logan out on multiple occasions.”

Remus gritted his teeth and trained his gaze firmly out the window. He heard Sirius sigh next to him and it took every ounce of willpower to keep his composure. The next ten minutes were dead silent and deeply uncomfortable, which was a rarity with them; even after losses, they would talk through the errors or try to lighten the mood.

Both of them closed their doors a little harder than necessary when they got to the house and Hattie trotted over hesitantly when they came inside. “Hey, Hatters,” Remus murmured, crouching down to her level and holding a hand out. She licked his cheek and let him bury his face in her thick fur—Sirius scratched her ears as he walked past. “Did you have a good time while we were out? Huh, baby girl?” He looked up and saw the tail end of Sirius’ eye roll. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t bullshit me, Sirius, it doesn’t work. I’m giving the dog a hug because I’m still pissed at you.”

“There is literally no good reason for you to be pissed at me!” Sirius finally said, tossing his keys into the bowl by the door. “Holy shit, Re, I don’t even think you’re mad at me!”

“Oh, yeah? Then who am I mad at, oh great and wise captain?” Remus practically spat, shouldering past him into the kitchen and wrenching a cabinet open. “Please enlighten me.”

“I wish I knew!”

Remus slammed the bread down on the counter and glared at him. “Then maybe you should shut the fuck up if you don’t have anything to support your claim.”

“Acting like this is a goddamn debate club isn’t helping. Your lip is bleeding again.”

“Fuck.” Remus ripped a paper towel off the roll and dampened it, holding it to his lip with a wince. Sirius opened the freezer and dug around for a moment with another paper towel. “I don’t remember you getting hit.”

“This is for you, you stubborn fucker,” Sirius said as he walked over and pressed it gently to the side of Remus’ face. “Better?”

“…a bit.”

The tension on Sirius’ face began to fade; he just looked concerned as he pulled the ice away and checked the bruise. “Your eye might swell.”

“Yeah.”

“Do you actually want to talk now, or should we yell a little more?”

Remus sighed and felt his anger abate. He was beyond exhausted, and still upset, but having Sirius nearby was like balm on a burn. “I don’t know.”

“I’m going to make some sandwiches. Hold this.” Sirius tapped the ice towel and moved to the abandoned loaf, grabbing some peanut butter and jelly as he went.

“I’m not hungry.”

“You need to eat something.”

“I’m fine.”

Sirius glanced over his shoulder and gave him a look. “I know you, Re. You’re not going to feel better unless you get some food, and neither will I.”

“I hate it when you’re reasonable.”

“No, you don’t.”

Remus’ lack of response was enough of an answer. The pain stretched to his forehead and he grimaced, prodding his lip cautiously. Sirius whistled for Hattie and spread the leftover peanut butter from the knife onto a clean spoon, holding it down for her to lick. A smile tugged the corner of Remus’ mouth. “Cute.”

“I can be cute on occasion.”

“You’re always cute.” There was a beat of quiet. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re forgiven. I’m sorry for yelling.”

“Not for interrupting the fight?”

“Nope.”

“That’s fair.” Something tickled at the back of Remus’ throat. “I fucking hate Snape.”

“Me, too.”

“Surprisingly enough, it feels pretty shitty to be called a whore. Who would’ve thought?”

Sirius turned and faced him, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His eyes were soft. “You know that’s not true, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Remus. What he said wasn’t true. You have nothing to prove to anyone on the team, least of all to me. You earned that spot on the roster fair and square, and Snape’s just freaked out because there’s another player who could grind him into the dust without breaking a sweat.” He stepped closer and leaned on the counter next to Remus, leaving a few inches between them. “I don’t think you’re a whore, if that means anything.”

Remus laughed softly. “Of all the people out there, I think you’re the only one who could reliably make that assumption.”

Sirius didn’t smile. “You’re my best friend and also my fiancé. The sex is a great bonus, but my favorite part of being with you is just being with you.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Remus muttered, though the sharp edges began to smooth in his gut. He closed the distance between them and laid his head on Sirius’ shoulder. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. Can I take a look at your lip?”

“Sure.” Remus peeled the towel away and Sirius bent slightly, poking the area around it. “Ouch.”

“That’ll probably take a week or so to heal. He got you good.”

Remus pouted. “No kisses for a week?”

Sirius did laugh that time, bright and sunny enough that Remus nearly made his lip bleed again with the answering smile. “I said nothing about no kisses.” Warm lips trailed from his unbruised cheekbone to the edge of his mouth, leaving tiny tingles in their wake.

“I really am sorry about what I said. You were right, I wasn’t angry with you, and I had no right to go off like that.”

Sirius shrugged. “It happens.”

“It shouldn’t.”

“Then let’s agree to talk first, bite heads off later, okay?” He held his pinky out and Remus linked it with his own, kissing it quickly.

“Deal. Are the sandwiches done? I’m starving.”

Wordlessly, Sirius handed him a sandwich and hopped up to sit on the counter, scooting over to make room for Remus to join him. They ate quietly, swinging their legs as the calmness of the kitchen crept back in once more.

[reidscanehand]

hello! im trying to find more writers to follow and read their works, do you have any you could possibly recommend? thank you!❤️

I’ve previously made a fic recs post, but I am happy to sort of write you a new one. I read before I wrote and my favorite writers (both here and with books, journalism, anything) are people who can create a good story. 

@spacedikut - I could write a novel about my love for Spacey’s master list, and I’ve said it before and I’ve mentioned it to her privately, but she can take an extremely tiny, seemingly insignificant moment (like doing the dishes) and make it into the most romantic, beautiful thing you’ve ever read. 

@homoose - Another novel could be written about my love for Moose’s work, but OH MY GOD. Moose writes, I think, the healthiest relationships I’ve ever read...ever? Like, she advocates for therapy for all, even if you don’t think you need it, she makes sure her characters have really excellent, healthy communication all the time, not just in intimate moments. It’s just really lovely to read and aspire to such healthy relationships. Also, all of her stuff is really romantic and lovely. 

@idmakeitbehave - Sara has an absolutely epic master list and I love all of it. I really think that she creates the most fascinating little universes with her work. They’re all beautiful and wonderful and deeply moving, really. 

@zhuzhubii - Their master list is absolutely massive, but every. single. one. is incredible. They also play with different styles and different narrative structures which, as someone who really depends on specific structures and has trouble breaking away from it, I really admire that intelligence and deftness, and bravery. 

@literaila - I cannot even begin to comprehend how incredibly poetic every single thing Verity writes is. Like, I think I’ve reread her stuff over and over again, not just because it’s romantic, but because it’s almost like music? It’s just songs you want to listen to over and over again because they are just so beautiful and get stuck in your head in the best way possible.

@criminalmindzjunkie - Tess’s writing is some of the first I read, actually, and I just loved it! Like, this is going to sound really dumb of me, but I don’t think I realized that fanfiction could be good. All of the writers I have listed here have proven that some fanfiction isn't just good, but actually it’s amazing, but I think I read one chapter of her The Reward for Suffering series and I was like, ‘Holy shit. This is just incredible.’ I was hooked from there because all of her writing is marvelous. 

@goldentournesol - Steph was one of the first people I ever interacted with on this site and, just as she was over messenger, her writing is welcoming and warm, and lovely. Everything she writes is charming and delightful and I cannot recommend it enough. 

@moon-light-jukebox - Her stuff is just brilliant. Truly. I'm not even a big Aaron Hotchner gal, but her ongoing series "A Truth Universally Acknowledged" was updated recently and the amount that I squealed was enough to really freak out my flatmate. I'm kind of jealous of her ability to write such soulful dialogue. Just really, really great work.

I’m sure there are more, but these are the first that came to mind! xx 

[princesscas]

hey again mandy!! i was wondering if you could rec some fluffy destiel fics? just your favorite ones if you’ve got some, either fluffy or angsty! i’d love to add some diversity to my bookmark list ☺️💕

Ooohh yeah! You sent this right as an anon sent the same request :3

Anon: I have seen your answer to an anon and now I want you to do a list of your favorite destiel fics please!! I just need to read fluffy fics but I also want some that have very good plot and also good portray of the characters but with a happy ending i can’t stomach more sadness. Thanks!! By the way for these who haven’t read it I want to recommend a very good fic call I don’t care where you been.

So I’m not too big on angst, like yes I do love angst, it can be good for the plot/character development/etc, but sometimes too much angst is well, too much for me to handle lol. Fluff is my bread and butter when it comes to not only writing, but reading. It can do me no harm, besides making my cheeks hurt from smiling so dang much! 

So here is my list of fluffy, plotty, longfics! These are pretty old, because I haven’t been in the market for any destiel longfic in the recent years, besides oneshots and a few WIPs here and there. (i’m still neck deep into the stucky dumpster lol) 6 canon fics and 6 AU’s :D 

CANON

Professional Couple Only by saltyfeathers (Fake/Pretend Relationship) - There's a haunted apartment building in Vermont, and the ad says "Professional couple only". Dean and Cas rise to the occasion.

The Silence Between Heartbeats by yesmsmoran (elliedew) (2x20 AU) -  "Fic that replaces Carmen with Cas. And then, when Dean wakes up and he meets Cas for the first time he freaks out because it's the only man he's ever loved and he's so confused as to how he can be real when he obviously had to be something the djinn created."

i wanna see your animal side by microcomets (Animal Transformation) - Dean gets attached to a dark-haired, blue-eyed kitten. He hates cats, so he can't really say why.

Just To Make You See by youaresunlight (Mutual Pining) - “I’ve been reading,” Cas explains, lifting his coat to reach for something inside. It’s another magazine but not one about nature or economics. It’s a GQ with a suave male celebrity gracing the cover. “There’s an article in here that gives advice to those who are ‘seeking to escape the friend zone.’”

And I Will Walk On Water by tracy_loo_who (Post-S4) - This fic is set after season 4 and totals ~122,600 words. It's a story about friendship and love, recovery and trust, free will, and Dean and Castiel's journey through it all. It's also about chocolate and hugs. If you read it, I really hope you enjoy it. ♥

Broadway Musical by Griftings (HILLARIOUS GO READ IT) - This is the day that marked the Holy and Blessed Union of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle.The merging of prominent bloodlines is always a grand occurrence, but breeding pedigree hunter families like Winchester and Harvelle is something to be rejoiced. It is also something to be meticulously planned, which thankfully the Host is very good at.Or, the romantic comedy where Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle are destined to get married, Castiel is given the task of playing matchmaker and fails terribly, the entire Heavenly Host becomes a sitcom audience, God warns against male pregnancy, and Jimmy Novak is incredibly unimpressed with angels in general.

AU

a world above water by museaway (Fairy Tale AU) - Castiel’s hope for freedom is threatened by a chance encounter with the Crowned Prince of Lawrence, who is trying to avoid an arranged marriage

To Find a Family by linasane (Kid Fic, Domestic) - When Dean's little brother gets taken away, he's expecting the fight that ensues. He's expecting the stress that comes from separation, expecting to do all he can to get Sammy back from whatever awful foster family he's been placed with. He's not expecting Castiel Novak. (Castiel, in turn, isn't expecting his first foster child - five years old and angry - to be the one that leads him to the family he's always wanted, but life has a funny way of working itself out).

Shorten the Distance by GhostGarrison (Online/Long Distance Relationship) - "Nerdytr3nchcoat" and "Impala67" weren't looking for romance on the dating website called 'dateangels.com'. Castiel was looking for friends and Dean was just looking to get his nagging brother off his back. What they didn't expect to find was each other. [a long distance, online relationship fic]

Cooking with Gas by WinJennster (Food Network/Chef!Cas) - Castiel Novak has it all. He's rich, famous, has a top rated cooking show and restaurant, drives an expensive car and wears Armani. His producer throws a contest to spend a day with Chef Novak, cooking and learning techniques. Castiel wants no part of it, but Balthazar insists and Castiel will do as expected. What Castiel wasn't expecting was to fall head over heels for the winner. Dean Winchester hasn't had a successful relationship in his 34 years on Earth. He's got a past he'd like to keep hidden, and his life rotates around his family and his business. Winning a contest to spend a day with his favorite TV chef is a shock, but a welcome diversion from his day to day life...until he meets the guy, and he turns out to be a big jerk. Dean figures he should have expected that. What he wasn't expecting was that same gorgeous blue-eyed man to sweep in and shake up his entire world.

Life In Pink by youaresunlight (Kid Fic - SO FLUFF) - At just 33 years old, Dean Winchester is one of the most sought-after wedding planners in the city. He’s chased his dream ever since he was a kid and is now on the brink of making partner at his firm. But the wedding that’ll make or break his promotion? Is his best friend Dr. Castiel Novak’s. It’s going to be the event of the season - unlimited budget, no expense spared - and it’s the kind of task that Dean has been waiting for… except he’s hopelessly in love with Cas.

Kiss the Baker by Ltleflrt (Bakery AU) - Jo is pregnant and craving something a little bit unusual. When she sends Dean on a mission to find her some chocolate cake donuts with bacon sprinkles, he's sure that he'll fail. Luckily his partner Benny comes to his rescue and introduces him to a quirky little bakery that sells all kinds of weird (and delicious!) baked goods. And they do special orders!Dean finds excuses to keep going back, and Castiel finds excuses to keep giving him special treats.

And I believe this is the fic Anon was referring to: don't care where you've been by thanks_tacos (A/B/O) Dean's life is finally changing. After years of enduring Alastair's abuse, the alpha dies and Dean's married off to the next alpha the system pairs him with - Castiel. The man is strange and distant, but not exactly bad, and Dean's determined to be on his best behavior and not mess up the chance he was given. Soon enough, though, he fucks up anyway and has to call the alpha for help.Castiel's lived his entire life without an omega by his side, and he was fine with that. He doesn't know how to proceed once he's suddenly married to a beautiful man who's obviously been through a lot. Omegas were always a confusing subject to him, so he tries not to interfere much - neither of them is there by their choice. But when Dean calls for help, he understands he's going to have to set some things straight and engage more.

#destiel #destiel fanfic #destiel fic rec #my ficrec #mandy answers stuffs #hbalbat

[marvelsimp]

The New Kid: Arriving

Ch. 2

The New Kid Masterlist

Genre: Fluff, Angst Pairing: Peter x Lesbian!reader (Platonic duh) , Avengers & Reader Warnings: General angst, swearing, Description: It’s the reader’s birthday so Peter takes her to Avenger’s Tower and there are a few surprises along the way. Reader’s Powers: Healing, telepathy, and empath. Word Count: 3,073

“So, what are the plans for today?”

“You’ll just have to find out,” Peter said smiling.

“Come on its my birthday, you gotta tell me,” you whined.

“Don’t worry it’ll be fun but first, donuts.” He opened the door to a donut shop that you were just about to walk past.  You grinned; donuts were definitely one of your favorite things for breakfast.  Peter quickly went up to the counter and ordered two chocolate donuts for himself and then your two favorites. 

“How’d you know my order? We’ve never gotten donuts together,” you said while sitting down at a table.

He looked at you a little offended.  “Y/n, we’ve known each other for almost a year know.  And you talk about food, especially breakfast food way, too, much.”

‘Fair enough,” you scoffed.  

You and Peter sat there eating for maybe fifteen minutes when Peter suddenly got up, “Looks like our ride is here.”

You looked out and there was a black car that had just pulled up.  You shot Peter a confused look but decided asking questions would get you nowhere.  So, you followed him out and got in the car door he opened for you.

“Happy, this is Y/n. Y/n, this is Happy,” Peter said while getting into the car himself.

You waved and smiled at Happy, he nodded and then started driving.  “So, umm,” you weren’t quite sure where you were going with that much less where you were going at all. 

“Y/n, calm down,” he teased. “I wouldn’t make you do anything you aren’t comfortable with, especially on your birthday.”

You let out a sigh.  The rest of the car trip there wasn’t much talking, you just looked out the window and took in the city that was becoming your new home. When you finally arrived you had no clue where you were until you got out of the car and looked up.  Your eyes grew wide in surprise and excitement.  “What the hell, Parker?” You exclaimed while slapping Peter’s arm.  

“Surprise,” he grinned.  

You were at Avengers Tower; you’d always wanted to go since if first opened after the attack on New York.  The first two floors were open to the public but the rest of the floors were for the Avengers, it was very rare for anyone else to be allowed to enter.  

Peter just smiled interlocking your arms together and walked you into the building.  Over the next two hours you walked from one station to another.  Some were a bit more historic and just listed facts about important Avenger events.  Some were video games or short documentaries about each individual avenger, or at least most of them.  Your favorite one was the VR game where you got to play as an Avenger, you chose Captain Marvel while Peter chose Ironman.

When you had seemingly finished, you were a little sad but Peter quickly lifted you spirts, “Don’t worry I have another surprise.” 

You could feel the excitement absolutely radiate off of him, you were pretty sure that even if you didn’t have powers that you’d still feel it.  Peter grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the building. He led you the back of the building to a garage like area and then to an elevator.  You quickly caught on. He was taking you to the upper levels, the Avengers Levels.  

“Peter, your n-“

“Friday, I have a guest.  Let Mr. Stark know that we’re here.”

“Yes, Mr. Parker he is already aware.  Would you like me to send you straight up to him?”

“Yes, please,” he said while stepping onto the elevator, dragging you along.

“Peter, are you introducing me to THE Tony Stark?”

He nodded. “Oh yeah,” he perked up, “Friday, this is Y/n Y/l/n. Y/n, this is Friday.”

“Hello, Miss Y/l/n. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“It’s, um, nice to meet you, too,” you say looking at the ceiling. 

“She’s Mr. Stark’s AI for the building.  She’s also in his suits,” Peter explained.

“Like Karen?”

“Like Karen.”

You were anxious to say the least.  You were in Avengers tower and about to meet TONY STARK.  You collected yourself as the elevator rose, taking in a few breaths.  “You could’ve warned me.” 

“Surprising you is more fun.”

You rolled your eyes, “My own best friend keeping such a big secret from me!”

“Hmm, like you haven’t kept anything from me.”

“That’s different!”

You both had big smiles on your faces as the elevator doors opened and there they were the Avengers.  Your face dropped, “Holy fuck!”  You said that a lot louder than you meant, your hands covered your mouth, as the Avengers turned their heads to look at you.  You quickly slid over in the elevator to be out of their lines of view as you could hear a few snickers.  You turned to Peter slapping his arm a few times. “You asshole!” you whispered angrily. 

“Sorry! Sorry!” he laughed. “You should’ve seen the look on your face, though!”

“Peter! Those are the Avengers! Why are you laughing?!?!”

“Come on, Y/n. They’ll love you and I’m not the one who just screamed ‘fuck,’” he whispered in your ear. 

You muttered trying to figure out what to say.  You sighed at the stupid boy in front of you then you took a deep breath in. “Fine.  Oh my god.”  

You shook off your anxiety and when you were ready you gave Peter a light shove, making him lead the way.  The room, or what ever it was, was huge.  The main section, or where the Avengers were, was elevated from where the elevator was so you had to look up at them. It was to say the least intimidating, but they all seemed to just be hanging out on the couches that were on the platform.

You looked to the left, right over Peter’s shoulder, and there he was Tony Fucking Stark.  Right behind him were Steve Rodgers and Bucky Barnes who were talking between themselves.  Close behind them was the Falcon, you only didn’t know his name because the public didn’t know his name.  Some of the Avengers were like that, their true names weren’t know so the media used other names, such as Falcon, Spider-Man, Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye and a few more.  You had stopped walking and there he was, your mind was running at light speed while your mouth hadn’t even started walking yet.  

“Y/n, this is Mr. Stark.  Mr. Stark, this is Y/n!” said Peter who was once again beaming with excitement.

“Tony, please,” Mr. Sta-Tony corrected.  “I can never convince him to call me that.”

You turned your head to seen Peter’s face go a little red, causing you to chuckle. You turned back to Tony, you were amazed… more like in shock.  “I-It’s an honor to meet you.” You felt like you should bow or something, they were like royalty to you but you resisted the urge.  “And yeah Peter’s likes that, an idiot. Umm, I can’t believe I’m meeting you, cause someone decided not to tell me.” Tony smirked at your response. “I’d love to ask you about your suits, they are absolutely amazing!  Especially the nano technology its incredible.”  

“We can talk about that later, kid. But for now, you gotta meet the rest of the crew.” With that he walked away, back to the platform with the couches.

“You’re trying to kill me, Parker,” you whispered in your best friend’s ear as the three men who had been behind Tony approached.

You were freaking out all over again.  Three more Avengers, you were meeting Avengers.  

“Steve,” the blond man reached his hand out.

“Y/n,” you said reaching to shake Captain America’s hand.  “And you’re, uh,  Bucky.” He just nodded in return. You turned to the other man, you scrunched your face saying a sort of sorry.  

The man just stepped forward, barley bumping into Bucky, “Sam.”

“What the hell was that for?” Bucky growled, clearly angry that Sam had touched him.

“Language,” said Steve who looked like he was dealing with two toddlers.

“Don’t ‘language’ me,” he turned back to Steve.  “She just said a way worse word than that, not even five minutes ago!” he said pointing his finger at you. You gritted you teeth and turned your head a little in shame.

Steve scoffed at Bucky then turned back to you.  “Nice to meet you, doll,” he says grabbing Bucky’s metal arm dragging him and Sam away from you and Peter. 

That whole interaction through you off.  “That was-“

“Weird?”

“Yeah, this one hundred percent makes me feel like I’m in a fanfic,” you say trying to ease your anxieties.

He just blushes.

“Come on I’m not even talking about sm-” 

“Ahem,” a brunette woman coughs to get your attention. You look over and there are the Scarlet Witch and Natasha Romanoff. You blush, both of them are a lot prettier in person and they caught you in the middle of a weird sentence.  “I’m Wanda,” she says with a kind smile.  The rest of the Avengers seemed excited or at least a little happy and she was but you could also feel her mourning.  A type of mourning she was hiding away, trying to ignore, wouldn’t accept.  You understood that kind of mourning.

“And I’m Nat. Oh, and you might want to watch out.”

Suddenly you were grabbed from behind and picked up. “Lady Y/n,” said the thundering voice, “It is an honor to meet you.” 

You got the wind knocked out of you but you eventually let out a big long laugh. You turned your head and as you had suspected it was Thor.  “It’s nice to meet you too,” you giggled. 

“How about you let her down now?” instructed it calm voice behind you.  With that Thor set you gently on the ground. “I’m Bruce,” stated the man stepping around the god to see you.

Your eyes widen, you have Dr. Bruce Banner in front of you. You were going to ask about his PhDs or something along those lines, but you were interrupted by Friday.

“I would like to inform everyone that lunch is now ready.”

Everyone made their way to a large table. You clutched onto Peter’s arm hoping you didn’t faint or get overwhelmed and have an anxiety attack, even though you were surprisingly calm.  You ended up sitting with Peter on your left and Wanda on your right.  You soon discovered that lunch was pizza. Thank god.  You were afraid it was going to be something fancy.  Wanda offered to get you some you favorites using her powers, to which you accepted.

“So, Y/n,” Tony started, “Peter tells me that you’ve already graduated from high school.”

“Uh, yeah.  After the blip, when I came back, my school was no longer running so I decided to do school from home.  It was just easier so I spent my time pouring over my studies and working on some projects.  I finished what would usually be five semesters in about five months?”

Tony seemed to be impressed. “Tell me about the projects you were working on.” You looked over to Peter, kind of asking if he had told him about your powers. It took him a second to understand but he returned with a nod.  “After I came back I discovered my powers so I used an old microscope and collected some of my blood to study.” You went on to explain your process and what you found.  You then continued by talking about your projects.  The avengers would ask questions, mostly Tony, Bruce, and Peter.  

Then you felt it, it was like someone was screaming in your ear. Loki.  That couldn’t be right, Loki died during one of the battles with Thanos. As you began to understand and test your powers you learned that a person’s subconscious was almost always saying their name, the only time that becomes loud enough for you to hear is when the person is trying to focus or is under a crap ton of stress.  The screaming persisted.  You finally decided to turn you powers completely on to figure out exactly where it was coming from.  You finally discovered it to be the man who seemed to be preparing some desserts.  The voice screaming Loki over and over continued to grow louder and louder. The sound was banging around your skull causing you to develop a slight headache.  You turned to Wanda, you wanted to make sure before you started to throw around accusations of Loki being in Avengers Tower.  “Wanda,” you whispered in her ear, “could you read that guy’s mind over there.  Something feels off.”

She nodded her head.  Her eyes had a very faint red glow to them.  After a few seconds she suddenly stood up causing everyone to turn their heads to her, a few them went into instant defense mode, ready for a fight.  Her hands began to glow red and the man was now surrounded in the red glow too.  “Reveal yourself or I will,” she demanded.

The man groaned and rolled his eyes.  “Come on,” he said while transforming and revealing himself to be Loki.  

Thor stood up quickly his happy demeanor turned mincing as he held his hand out for what you assumed to be for Mjolnir to arrive.  

Peter quickly picked you up from your chair and ran you out to the elevator.  Which was smart because now there was yelling and screaming. “Friday take us to the game floor… Shit!” Peter grinned punching your arm slightly.

“Didn’t know I could do that.”

“No, just didn’t expect Loki to be here much less alive!”

You went on to explain to Peter how you had discovered the God of Mischief while to elevator when down.  Eventually it stopped and you two got out.  You finished your story just as Peter opened the first door.

“This is the gym.”  It was a expansive room, a portion of it was just the usual work out gear, a ginormous rock wall, and a boxing ring.  “Over here is my favorite bit.” Peter led you to a door.  When you stepped through it was full of walls that didn’t meet the ceiling, little secret paths and quite a few upper platforms.

“This is where we play laser tag,” Peter explained, “It’s meant for training but also fun! Everything can be changed with a push of a button.” He walks over to a panel on the wall and pushes a few buttons on the tablet.  The room then shifts and changes, its now a little more direct with a lot of less tunnels and more simple hiding spots. Peter then walks over to a wall that has some vests and weapons. He turns to you with a cheeky grin, “Do you wanna play?”

You smile reaching your hand out to receive a vest. “Game on.”

You and Peter play for who knows how long, but it distracted both of you from what happened upstairs.  Even with both of your regenerative abilities you were both panting and sweating after half a dozen rounds but still having fun. Then Friday spoke up, “Peter, Mr. Stark has informed me that you need to check your phone.”  You both pause your game; Peter reaches for his back pocket and reads a message.

“What does it say?”

“Umm, he just wanted to let us know that they got Loki,” he says peeking up from behind a wall then you shoot at him missing.  “Cheater!”  After a few more rounds Peter asks, “Do you want to continue the tour?  We can always come back here later.”

“Yes, please,” you say catching your breath.  You and Peter put up the gear, get some water and then exit the gym area.  He shows you a massive olympic size pool with several diving boards of different heights.  Then he takes you to a huge game room.  It has several TVs, computers, there’s even a small VR room, and of course there are tons of board games.  

Since he got that text form Tony, Peter’s excitement keeps growing and growing.  “You have another surprise, what is it?”

Peter opens his mouth then closes and he lets out a sigh, he’s a terrible liar and you’re basically a walking talking lie detector.  “Come on,” he lets out sounding a little defeated.

You let out a chuckle, he leads you back to the elevator. “Friday, take us to the living area”  

The elevator rises.  It takes you to a common area, there’s a kitchen, dining table, and a tv with some couches and chairs all in the same room.  You assume, like Peter said, that this is where the avengers live.

“I wanted to show you the labs first, but I think you’ll like this a little more.  This is where the Avengers live,” he grins like he always does with pure joy escaping him.  “The Starks’ have the Penthouse, so they don’t have rooms down here and there’s a floor just for King T’Challa and his family, Princess Shuri’s nice you’d love her.”  He leads you to a hallway with several doors. “At the end of the hall there is a guest room on each side. This hall has War Machine’s, Hawkeye’s, Widow’s, Antman’s, Dr. Banner’s, and Dr. Strange’s rooms.” He had pointed to each one respectively. He then walks to the opposite side of the living space and to another hallway. Instead of stopping before the hallway he continued walking into it. “These on the left are Falcon’s, Wanda’s, Bucky’s, and Steve’s.  On the right there’s Captain Marvel’s, Thor’s, mine, and this one...” he opens door that’s in between his and Thor’s and walks in, you follow. “This is yours.”

You let out a gasp and put your hand to your mouth.  All of your stuff is here, your bedding, posters, pictures, clothes, all of it.  You can feel the tears streaming down your face and you turn to Peter who is smiling with tear filled eyes.  “What?” you breathe out not sure what to say.  Peter simply pointed to a note on the bed.  You walk over to it and read it:

“Welcome to the team, we got a lot to talk about but for now enjoy. -The Avengers”

“I..” you turn to Peter who is now crying, too. You walk to him and engulf him in a hug and whisper, “Thank you.”

Next Chapter

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#avengers #the avengers #avengers x reader #angst #fluff #avengers x lesbian #peter parker #peter parker x platonic!reader #avengers x fem!reader #LGBT #x reader #the new kid

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julie and the phantoms week day five- favorite fanfic trope (Willex + coffee shop AU)

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I’m really obssesed with the idea of a willex coffee shop au (probably because i thought about barista!willie for like one second and fell instantly in love), so here’s my take on it! (Warning for cursing)

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@jatp-week

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This is all Luke’s fault, Alex thought as he stood in front of the prettiest boy he’d ever seen in his entire goddamn life- the boy he’d just spilled hot coffee all over. 

And it was! Kind of. Most of it was Alex’s fault for being a disaster of a human being, but for the sake of convenience, Alex chose to blame it on Luke. 

After all, if Luke hadn’t overslept, the job of getting everyone’s pre-rehearsal drinks would have fallen to him, not Alex. But Luke had overslept, probably due to staying up all night writing songs, and Alex had woken up to a frantic text from his best friend asking him to go to the coffee shop for him, since Alex lived much closer to Julie’s studio than Luke did and had plenty of time to get both coffee and to rehearsal on time. 

So Alex had found himself entering Hollywood Coffee, a nice place in the middle of Sunset Boulevard that he hadn’t actually been to before (again, getting drinks was usually Luke’s job). He didn’t pay much attention as he walked to the register, and as he waited in the short line, he pulled out his phone and opened his notes app, making sure he had everyone’s order written down properly. Alex had gotten much better with handling his anxiety, but everyday social interactions were still far from his favorite thing. 

Alex was just finishing going over the order in his head for what had to be the fifteenth time, because the last thing he wanted was to be on his phone the whole time he was talking to the barista- how rude would that be?!- when he heard the employee in question wish the person in front of Alex a nice day, and Alex stepped up to the counter, still not looking up as he tucked his phone back into his pocket.

“What can I get for you?” A friendly voice asked, and Alex finally looked up at the barista.

Fuck.

Alex wasn’t sure if he was breathing as he stared at the boy in front of him. He had tan skin and long dark hair that was pulled up into a messy bun, wispy strands of hair framing his face perfectly. He was wearing what appeared to be a tye dye crop top under his black apron. The shirt was loose and short-sleeved- which was very unfortunate for Alex, who had made the mistake of looking at the man’s arms and felt himself growing very red as he took in the impressive muscles. He scanned the apron, finding a name tag with ‘Willie’ scrawled across it. The apron also had a pin that read ‘He/They’ and a rainbow pin. 

The guy- Willie- made a small sound, something between a cough and a sigh, and Alex suddenly remembered he was supposed to be ordering drinks, not ogling the random cute boy. Alex’s head shot up, and he opened his mouth to speak, but found himself unable to do so as he accidentally made eye contact with Willie. 

Alex had heard people been described as having “kind eyes” before, but he’d never understood what they meant by that until he looked at Willie. There really was no other way to describe the boy’s deep brown eyes. The sunlight streaming in the nearby window lit his eyes with a soft golden glow, and Alex could have easily kept staring into them forever, but Willie blinked and Alex was jolted out of his trance. 

“Uhh….” Alex started, but was still finding himself unable to talk. “Sorry, I… um… here.” Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, unlocking it quickly and shoving the still-open drink order into Willie’s face.

Well that wasn’t ideal. But hey, at least if Alex didn’t talk, he couldn’t embarrass himself any further. 

“Oh! Uh, do you mind if I…” Willie gestured to the phone. 

Alex stared at him blankly for a moment before replying, “Yeah! Yeah of course! Here!” Alex dropped the phone into Willie’s outstretched hand and stared down at the floor while Willie carefully read over his order. Alex frantically tapped a rhythm on his legs, trying to calm down the blush that had spread across his whole face. 

Willie placed the phone on the counter, and Alex quickly swept it up into his pocket. 

“Okay, your drinks will be ready soon!” Willie smiled at Alex and Alex felt himself go weak in the knees at the boy’s crooked grin. 

Alex just nodded. He probably should move from the counter, but he didn’t want to leave Coffee Shop Boy forever. 

Willie smiled at him again, nodding at his shirt. “Nice shirt.” Alex glanced down quickly to see what he was wearing. It was a really stupid shirt of Reggie’s- plain pink with a hot dog on it, god knows why- that had been left at his place. Why Alex was wearing it, he didn’t know. He had probably been tempted by fate to wear it today for the sole purpose of humiliating himself further in front of the cute barista. 

Alex just attempted to smile at Willie and hurried away from the register, hearing a faint “Have a nice day!” from the other boy as he left. 

Alex found a seat in the farthest corner of the coffee shop and… well he didn’t want to say that he buried his head in his hands, but also that’s exactly what he did. Why am I such a disaster! This is why I can’t get a boyfriend! He cursed his existence, wishing he was capable of seeing cute boys without obviously staring at them like a creep. 

Alex sat there like that for what couldn’t have been more than ten minutes, but felt like much longer. He eventually took his head out of hands and decided that he’d rather get his anxiety out by pacing around the coffee shop as he waited for his drinks to be ready. 

Alex stood up, turned around, and promptly crashed into somebody, falling to the floor. He felt hot liquid splash against him and his head was ringing from the force of the collision. 

“Oh my god are you okay?” A worried voice asked from above him, and Alex felt hands on his arms as the person who had landed on top of him pulled themselves up. 

Alex opened his eyes and found Willie staring back at him. 

Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit-

Willie stood fully, extending a hand to Alex to help him up. Alex took it on instinct, but immediately regretted doing so. His hands were sweaty and warm and sticky with coffee and oh god he’d really fucked up this time-

“I am so sorry.” Willie said once Alex was standing. “I realized that I didn’t get your name, so I figured I’d just bring your drinks to you, but I didn’t see you moving to get up… anyways, I’m really sorry.” 

Alex ran his hand through his hair, blushing madly at Willie talking to him in such a genuine way. “It’s okay. It’s my fault.” 

“No, no, it’s not! Here, let me make you new drinks.” Willie turned to go back behind the counter but Alex reached out and grabbed his arm- shocking both Willie and himself. 

“Don’t bother.” Alex said, dropping Willie’s arm as quickly as he’d grabbed it. “I have to go,” Willie looked at him curiously. “Band practice.” Alex explained. 

“Oh, nice!” Willie responded. “But are you sure you don’t want me to get you something? I can just whip up those drinks again really quick.” 

“I’m sure,” Alex answered. “I’m already running late.” It was true, and there was nothing worse than being late to a rehearsal with Julie Molina (if looks could kill…). 

“Okay… well, if you’re sure. But I have to find a way to repay you. Like, actually I do, or I’ll get in trouble with my boss. And believe me, being in trouble with my boss would be bad.” Willie shuddered in a way that filled Alex with a surprising amount of anger towards this unnamed boss. 

“I can come back after practice? Maybe I’ll buy something then.” Alex suggested. The more he talked to Willie, the less embarrassed he felt and found himself just enjoying being in the company of the other boy. 

Willie nodded, seeming to contemplate carefully what he was going to say next. “Let me pay you back in another way though. I’ve got to make up for ruining your shirt.” 

Alex was about to point out that it wasn’t actually his shirt, and also that Willie’s clothes were equally soaked, but Willie wasn’t done talking.  

“I’ll pay for your drinks. I don’t mind paying out of my own pocket. But let me take you out for coffee- somewhere else, though.” Willie laughed. “I’m kinda sick of the drinks here.” 

Holy shit. 

Was Willie… asking him out? 

Even after he blatantly checked him out, was so awkward that he couldn’t even talk to him, and collided with him and got coffee all over him? 

Well, Alex wasn’t going to be the one to complain. 

“Yes. Please. I would like that.” Alex hurriedly responded, furiously blushing and hoping his eagerness wasn’t too obvious. 

Willie smiled, and goddamn, if Alex thought that first smile was captivating. This one was clearly different from Willie’s customer service smile, wider and much more genuine, and Alex would have fainted from it had he not become completely numb to how hot Willie was from the events of the past twenty minutes. 

“Cool. I’ll meet you at Sunset Brew after my shift?” Willie asked, referencing another coffee shop a few blocks down. 

Alex just nodded, smiling shyly. 

“See ya there, Hotdog.” Willie bumped Alex’s shoulder and began to walk back to the counter. 

It took Alex’s brain a few seconds to process the nickname, but then he cried out, “Wait!” 

Willie stopped walking and looked expectantly at Alex. 

“Uh… I didn’t get your number?” Alex rubbed the back of his neck. Although Willie had told him a place to meet up, Alex still wanted to get the boy’s number. In case any number of things went wrong, he still wanted to be able to talk to him again. 

Willie just winked. “Check your phone.” 

He disappeared behind the counter, and Alex pulled out his phone, confused. He found it still open to the notes app, and at the bottom of the list of drinks, Alex found text that hadn’t been there before, along with a phone number. 

Call me ;)

Alex smiled as he left the coffee shop, trying his hardest to not freak out and scream right there on the street- his freaking out could wait until he was with his friends. 

He’d have to thank Luke for oversleeping. 

#i love them.... #willex #willex fic #julie and the phantoms #jatp #jatp fic #julie and the phantoms fic #jatpweek #jatp week #willie jatp #alex jatp #eli.writes #i wrote this while watching the news so theres probably a lot of errors but whatever ig

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𝕄𝔸𝕐 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟙 ✦ 𝕎ℝ𝔸ℙ-𝕌ℙ

Hey everyone,

First, thank you for 1,000+ followers! I'm so glad people are liking my lists and recommendations!

This month, I’ve been reading a lot more and I’m super happy to be starting more stories. Let's get into it ~

Holy HELL I have a new favorite manhwa and it is called Lucky Paradise.

I've heard of this one a few times and finally got to reading it this past week. Despite some hilarious cliche moments, it was super refreshing and just FUN to read. I was seriously laughing & gasping (from secondhand embarrassment but in a good way) the whole time.

(slight spoilers in this paragraph) The main character, Jung In-Ho, is such a wholesome boy, unsure but open to his feelings towards his new friend. I feel like in BL, we hardly ever see that thought process or if we do, it's all denial until the inevitable happens. But we got to see Jung In-Ho kind of sort through his thoughts, feelings, and emotions, on his own, and struggle with them. Another thing I liked was that the love interest, at first appears like the typical aloof (asshole) silent type, but is actually very sweet, friendly, and honest. And we see Jung In-Ho learn why he’s a bit distant. Ugh! I just love it! The stablished friendship between the two before anything else, the hilarity, the best friend, and even the cliche moments (which I usually don’t like).

I can go on and on, but I'll save it for my review and move along.

I started some more great ones this month too! Two are The Beast That Yearns To Be Tamed (so freaking cute!!), and Full Volume (not what I expected, but I’m liking it).

I also re-started K’s Secret/The Unquenchable Mr. Kim. I read about 15 chapters a while back, wasn’t that interested & dropped it. But I recently started re-reading it from the start and like it much more than the first time. And what I like the most is how the director is a TOTAL SIMP! AH! I love it!

I also feel the need to share that I have watched Sk8 the Infinity. I watched it every week when it was coming out, oh my god. So cute, so fun, and SO GAY. I really want to watch it again - I hear it’s even gayer in the dub.

Happy reading! ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡

#BL manga #BL manhwa #boys love #lucky paradise #the beast that yearns to be tamed #full volume #k’s secret #the unquenchable mr. kim #sk8 the infinity #sk8 anime #wrapped

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List of little things that I'd love to see improved upon in the next Pokemon Legends game, whatever it might be:

Better menus. Way too many menus in this game are navigated in text boxes, rather than an actual menu. The biggest issue with this is that these text boxes are limited to like, six total options per page. So you end up with menus that are like three options, an option to list more options, and a back button. This is disgusting. It's the year 2022 and Game Freak is pulling shit out of a commodore 64.

A settlement that you develop on your own, to your own design. Essentially adding farming and land development mechanics as a side-game, which is used to progress things like item availability and upgrades. Caught pokemon is essentially your resource for expanding things, with specific types required to make certain structures. Recruit NPCs to town to add more life, and make this the central hub that the player operates from, giving them choice to place things wherever they want.

I know this might be random but PLEASE let me run around a pasture of my pokemon. For the life of me I cannot BELIEVE they would make this whole pasture, populated with random pokemon youve caught, but then hide it behind a fucking twig fence. HOLY SHIT Game Freak. Just let me go in there and run around. Let me see my pokemon.

More interactions with pokemon in general. Jesus Christ why is it always up in the air whether or nor we're allowed to just pet our fucking pokemon. I dont care at all how stupid or silly or simple the brushing/cleaning shit is, just keep it in the game, permanent, done, stop removing it lol.

Let pokemon follow you!! For gods sake ANOTHER mechanic that EXISTS IN THE FRANCHISE that Game Freak seems to be unable to keep around. Just let a pokemon run behind you! It's that simple!

More complex but I think this SHOULD happen: make every possible pokemon a ride pokemon. Let people ride their favorite pokemon and use them to navigate. You can still restrict when these mechanics become available, super easy, but otherwise this should just wholesale replace specific ride pokemon. Get creative! If a pokemon can't be mounted like a horse, think of different ways it could move a trainer, like carrying them in their arms or on their back, or using psychic powers to levitate them, or making a bubble they sit on that the pokemon pulls like a carriage -- have fun with it, let that be a thing for players to discover, give pokemon distinct advantages for navigating different terrain.

Better button configuration. I complained about this before but there's no reason to have an entire map button when you have a whole pause screen of different features to move between. Throwing pokeballs and the like feels great, but it's really clunky trying to navigate so many items at once; maybe items should be equippable and limited to just six at a time -- and maybe pokeballs need their own selection separate from items, I dont think a third menu you rotate through would mess up the pace.

Give us a mini map. Open-world video game basics. Am I missing a prompt to put this on screen lol? Cant believe this isnt in the game, it would make navigating to places so much easier rather than stopping, checking a map, aligning myself in a direct line and then brute forcing my way to that location. The pin system needs an overhaul too, you only get one pin that will make a chevron for you to follow, everything else is purely for note taking.

More life in the wild areas. I want to see more pokemon interacting with each other, discover unique interactions and moments if you find pokemon in the right situation. More NPCs with better stories, more trainers running around that you can stop and fight. More towns, more locals. I want to go into a big city and STILL find pokemon to catch, they should be all over the place.

Sky and water pokemon need some reworking in how you navigate around to catch them. Long-distance feather balls are unreliable, so often I end up bonking a pokemon because I'm maxed out at the distance at which it can register catching a pokemon. Water pokemon are sometimes impossible to see and without any cover to hide behind, you almost always aggro them... There are some strats to work around this, but this really feels like it shouldnt be so complicated, I pretty much never go for these pokemon because it's not worth the effort.

A stamina bar so that we can actually see how long we can sprint lol. God why is this is an issue. Im not even sure the game NEEDS stamina, just let me run lol. There's so many little pokemon shits attacking me and stun locking me, and I can almost always pop open a ride pokemon to rush away, so why not just let me run around when I want to run.

PRETTIER LOCATIONS. I struggle so hard to take pictures in this game because all of the areas look so shitty, almost no where nice I can pose my pokemon and appreciate them. And while I'm on it, give us a proper photo mode, I cannot believe how shitty the photographer is when we've had so many different "take pictures of you and your pokemon" things in the past. UGHHHH just stop trying to restrict the player! Let us move the camera! Let us pose the pokemon easily! Let us change filters on the fly! Stop making these dumb rules that exist just to say "whoaaahoa we don't want you to have too much fun!!" Like what are they afraid of when they make the camera so goddamn strict and unforgiving? Oh are they doing the world a service but making sure you can't take upskirt pics of Gardevoir? For fucks sake just let people have control over their creativity lmao. People want to look at their pokemon! Pokemon Snap clearly proves people like just capturing pics of their pokemon! Let people have this!!!