#forgive the shitty picture quality

[worm-in-a-trenchcoat]

Hoodude, my beloved. He’s been bouncing around my brain like a ping pong ball since the early 2000’s

I’m definitely gonna redraw this later but I wanted to get it out of my head before I went to sleep

#forgive the shitty picture quality #I took these while inside a blanket cocoon with the flash on 💀 #monster high #hoodude voodoo #monster high fanart #monster high redesign #his hair is supposed to be like really thick yarn locs #idk if that translated well but yeah

[stuckinapril]

don’t know if you’ve already shared (or if you wouldn’t like to) but i’d love to hear about your resolutions and goals for this year!

Hi so sorry for how late this is!! I have quite a few!

Ins —

Being more decisive. Trusting myself w calling the shots. Just making a decision and sticking w it.

Financial literacy

More reading. Just more.

Attacking things I’m uncomfortable with instead of shying away from them.

More silence. I don’t need to have my earphones in all the time

More time w family!!! I need to put in as much effort to connect w them as I do w my friends

Green tea every night

More pictures. I have a serious problem of just not being incentivized to take any

More scientific literature for fun!!

Piggybacking off that point—making it instinctive to apply things I study to real life situations. This is a niche one but it just helps me process stuff faster and I just think it’s a super dope learning technique

Pushing myself harder. It’s just not my preference to be mediocre.

Nourishing myself w my own affirmations. Cutting out my need for other people’s validation

Educational documentaries

Making more of an effort to connect w my Arab heritage

Being my natural self. It’s okay if I’m not bubbly all the time. Sometimes I just want to chill

Whole foods

Less phone time (I say this every year but like I want 2024 to be the year I’m truly disconnected/using my phone in a healthy way)

Body oils!

More tennis dates w friends!

10k steps a day

Sticking religiously to my hour by hour schedule

Keeping promises to myself as ardently as I keep promises to others

Being more bold w fashion!!

Hitting the gym 5 days a week

Reading more literature in Arabic and French

Learning how to cook. I cannot live off Siggi’s for the rest of my life lol

Exploring more music genres

Learning the piano!!

No longer feeling guilty for withholding information. Privacy is not a bad thing.

Getting more and more independent!!

Becoming the friend I want to be. Other people need to show up as well, but I can’t hold people up to standards I myself can’t reach.

Outs —

Centralizing luxury brands. Thinking that price equates to quality. The fact of the matter is quality equates to quality. Price is irrelevant.

Relying on snap judgment responses to situations. I need to learn to wait at least 15 minutes. I can be impulsive asf

Jumpiness. Nervous energy. I just want to be more calm and controlled in how I carry myself. I want to exude self-assuredness

Checking my phone first thing in the morning!!

Drinking less than 3 liters of water a day

Being available all the fucking time. If someone has an issue w me for being busy, maybe they’re not someone I want in my life in the first place.

Being too forgiving. Not immediately allowing someone back into my life doesn’t make me a bitch. Immediately running to fix things w someone doesn’t make me selfless. Being the bigger person in situations where I was nowhere near in the wrong doesn’t make me mature. It’s just symptomatic of a lack of boundaries.

Consuming dumb shit in the name of “keeping up w pop culture.” I don’t care about celebrity controversy #7282727. I don’t care about celebrity selfie #827226. It doesn’t elevate my life in any way. I legit just don’t care. And this goes for real life gossip w friends too

Taking too long to text back!! A day is fine, but sometimes I take longer and I think that’s a shitty trait to have. I can absolutely afford to respond to people faster.

Too much chocolate!! I’m a sweet tooth but I must preserve my skin/overall health

Motivation over discipline. I need to be attuned to discipline always.

Control freak antics. I can’t control people. It’s not my responsibility. They’ll act how they act. All I can do is control my reaction to it

Rumination/unhealthy venting. When I’m done w something, I’m done w something.

Overcompensating for other people’s shortcomings. It’s not my responsibility to coddle others. It’s okay if something is too much for me.

Having no boundaries w others. People aren’t entitled to private information. It doesn’t make me deceptive to withhold things—it just makes me selective. People need to earn private details about me.

Curating things I like. I simply like what I like. It’s not that deep.

#ask #2024

[gooopy]

also 🌧 and 💔...

WOAAAAA GOOPY HOW COME YOUR AWESOME FRIEND LETA YOU HAVE TWO ASKS. YAYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

🌧 what would they do if they have some free time and no responsibilities?

-scully i think would drive around a bit in his shitty car. Pack some lunch and a few beers and drive out somewhere pretty, sit in the bed of his truck and eat his lunch and drive home (being a little tipsy makes him drive better <- NOT TRUE.) And then he would probably not know what to do with himself, maybe get drunk for realsies and sit out on the steps of his porch and watch the sun set and the moon rise, look at the stars and make up shapes and sleep off his hangover the next day without needing to go to work. (He still wakes up on time, but lets himself curl up in bed for longer)

-teddy i think would similarly go out and drive! Go to a nice little cafe hes been eyeing, treat himself to little goodies. He would be obsessed with little treat memes if he had tumblr. Bring his camera out to a park and take some pictures of flowers and bugs, go to a fancier grocery store and pick up some high quality chicken for walter at home and maybe a bouquet of flowers to spruce up the dining table! Eat out too, just fully treating himself! Then go home and sit at home (if he really has NO responsibilities then the photos he took will develop themselves while he sits on the couch!) And tell walter about his day (shes indifferent and is only mildly interested in the fancy chicken)

💔 how are they at forgiveness:

-scully forgives way too easily. Its a bad habit, he tends to get real mad if someone does something to him but as he thinks about it and it simmers in his noggin he starts to think about ways its pro'lly just his fault. He shoulda seen it coming, or hes assumin' shit about what they meant, or hes just plain rememberin' wrong or didnt understand. Makes sense, hes not the sharpest tool in the shed. Then he goes and says sorry for reacting the way he did and the cycle repeats

-teddys a lot better about it. Hes got more of a spine for sure and has a much better idea of when someone actually made a mistake and when theyre just saying sorry to be nice. Tends to accept apologies, and the chances of that happening tends to go WAYYYY up if you get a little goody for him along with it. Wont apologize for standing up for himself (unless he really needs their favor, like a boss) and doesnt mind giving the cold shoulder until he gets an apology in turn. When he gets a little loopier he tends to forgive way less though, assumes everyone has it out for him and has some secret ill will!

#scully #goopys glop #teddy #ocs #YAYYY YAYYYYY YAYYYYY PEACE AND LOVE ON EARTHHHHH GRAHHHHH THANK YOUUUU!!!! #the uhhh cycle stuff with scully happened a lot on the little writing thing me and emmet have! #crow crosses a boundary. scully beats the shit outta her for it. scully feels regret and apologizes. repeat

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

imma vent a lil about Pokemon Scarlet and Violet even though I don’t own a switch nor do I plan to buy it if I do get one someday, so Imma just put it under a keep reading tab in case people don’t want to see people talk about the game, even if it’s not story related or not related to the Pokemon themselves even though.

Gamefreak...How the FUCK are you, a wealthy ass gaming company still have shitty animation to this day? 

I could forgive the trees from sword and shield because while yes it is shitty, I can see y’all are somewhat trying to make a working game, but god from what I’m seeing from the game from what can be seen on twitter make me realize how unfinished the game is.

From the player character who I honestly feel doesn’t have any personality in terms of design, to the bug where the legendary mount isn’t visible (which ngl, it’s kinda funny seeing the bug, but a bug is still a bug), to what I consider to be the thing that shows that this game is going to be a hella rushed game (and that’s saying something as someone who saw the early trailers of Sonic Frontier): The god damn sandwich eating animation.

Like seriously! How can the player’s model’s EYEBROWS look like it’s not parented to the model itself? Like seriously-- it’s floating by what? I saw pictures of it even clipping through the player’s hat.

Speaking of the eating part-- are we seriously going to believe that the player sliding to the center and basically taking a bite out of nothing whilst the image of the sandwich in the background is quality enough?

Yes, I’m being nitpicky here, but compared to Sword and Shield’s animations for the player this is just outright looking like it’s made by a soulless company.

#out of aura #the mun who takes care of everyone here | mun #vent #Pokemon scarlet and violet mentions

[gwaaaaar]

you ever think abt how hateful people have become. How willing they are to mock things that arent up to their standards and are less merciful. As soon as someones bad they rip into pretty harmless things like how they look or quality of their art. Its terrifying to live in such aggressive conditions. Like is this how theyd treat their friends if a slight disagreement happened? Selfies and pictures they used to go "omg so cute" at turns into "thats lame and they suck."

Bigots fucking suck and i dont want them to touch my post. But also like, it should not be normal to rip into people for those harmless things because they are bad people. It fosters an enviorment where you have to watch what you say lest you get torn apart for the small things that make you, you. Theres less forgiveness, theres less communication. Like for example i hate terfs ofc i do. But to insult one for their looks or something small? What about people that share those traits and have nothing to do with it?

Theres enough to insult with a shitty person bc of their personality and harmful beliefs, but it feels so low to insult harmless things doesnt it? Idk idk. It would be better to find the good in things or ignore what you dont like. Drown out the hatred and all.

This isnt to say bigots should be tolerated and you should be nice. Punch nazis lol. But definitely dont live off of hatred and feed that sort of environment because it is taxing in the long run. Freedom of speech is valid, but if you make your entire existence negativity or the first things you notice are bad, it just feels like shit in the end.

Idk, im tired and these are just my thoughts.

[irrolyphant]

Justified Rewatch:

Okay, so, forgive the shitty quality of this picture - it’s another one of my trademark TV photos – but. But! And I’m trying not to be That Guy™ here, but.

But the way he stands with his hips like that is obscene.

#apologies #i’m sex starved & he’s standing there like sexy spaghetti #🫠 #justified rewatch #s2e05 cottonmouth #. #*shlurp*

[plinkplume]

For now here is where we will post this process. Where we will collect pictures and things.

This is the frother. It needs a name and a clean kitchen which we are working on but it won’t be delivered for a while so we have time to prep until it’s arrival.

We can make cold lattes too although I’m

Not sure how necessary that will be.

There were cheaper ones but shipping is free over 60 and I didn’t want to get a shitty quality one also I. Case it breaks or something. Forgive if get it from the source.

Godspeed.

This post was a bit of an unnecessary rant reflective of my uncertainty.

I’m uncomfortable spending and investing money on things I will use at home because I’ve been trying to escape being comfortable at home and these actions are the antithesis of all that.

But it’s important. For reasons relegating itself.

Stay tuned.

[bugwat3r]

full dialtown game is out and i am still very upset over ticket jerry doing the benny new vegas thing at me

#please ignore the shitty laptop quality picture #i will see one reference to the game that i like and all of a sudden all of my neurons are activated #dialtown #this game is absolutely bussin tho please go play it #it’s only 5 dollars for the full game and the first two chapters are free #randy jade my beloved btw #by the gods the hound hath reblogged this post #update i forgive sheep jerry but not ticket jerry

[blacksunscorpio]

Could you please explain the difference between synastry and composite houses? I have seen people mention synastry houses but I thought that was only for composite. How would you find/calculate the synastry houses?

Difference Between Synastry and Composite

For any new astrologer, after the primary natal chart comes the study of synastry charts and composite charts. 

The Difference?

Synastry or “chart comparison” is two people’s charts laid on top or next to one another to see how their planets play out. It is the impact two people have on one another based on their planetary positions. As a result, a synastry chart does not have “individual houses” or “synastry houses”. Not the way a natal chart does or the way a composite chart does. Rather, two people’s planets will fall into the other’s houses. This is technically termed as “Overlays”.

EX: 

In the above example, We see what is termed as a “synastry chart”. If you look at the glyphs on top of the grid, you will see person 1 who we will call “Jesse” planets and houses are horizontal. I.e his sun is in his 4th house, Moon in his 1st, Mercury in his 5th, etc. Person 2 who we will call “Milo” planet’s and houses are Vertical on the left. I.e His Sun is in his 10th, Moon in his 5th, Mercury in his 10th, etc.  Aspect wise, we can see from the chart that Jesse’s Sun is squaring Milo’s Moon. Because Jesse’s sun is aspecting Milo’s Moon in the 5th, Jesse’s sun falls into Milo’s 5th house. Conversely, Because Milo’s moon is touching Jesse’s Sun, Milo’s Moon fall’s into Jesse’s 4th House. Make sense?

A Composite Chart

Is the mathematical midpoint between two people’s charts. What you’re doing is merging the two charts to come up with a chart of their relationship. The difference is that synastry shows you how two people interact and affect each other. Composite gives information about the relationship itself. How  It tells it’s purpose and it’s qualities. It illustrates the union of two people [romantic, familial, platonic, etc]. Is the union full of joy and love? Is it a stable relationship? Erratic? Formal? Playful? etc.

EX.

As we can see here, the composite chart looks a lot like a natal horoscope.

 It has a sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus as well as an ascendant and houses. The product of synastry is the composite chart. It is the “natal horoscope” of the relationship itself.  Using the same two individuals, Person 1 [Jesse] being a Virgo and person 2, Milo being a Cancer, the midpoint between those two charts equals a composite chart with a Sun in Leo [the midpoint between Cancer and Virgo]. Their composite sun’s house is in the 7th which indicates they treat each other as equals in a relationship. This placement is an indicator that the relationship itself could wind up in marriage, since 7th house a soulmate and partner/relationship house.

Now Let's Look at Composite Aspects

Just like a natal chart, you can see aspects to planets, minor and major. Here we can see that Jesse and Milo’s composite Sun in the 7th [1st column] is trining the composite moon in the 3rd.

What Does This Mean?

Their communication and understanding between each other in the relationship will be effortless and very vibrant. Deep understanding of each other and passionate as well seeing as the Composite sun is in Leo and Moon is in Aries.

However

We also see composite Mars is opposing composite Uranus at a wide orb but making an opposition nonetheless. Uranus is in Sagittarius in the 11th and Mars is in Taurus in the 5th. This is an indicator that travel, society, and tradition vs unconventionalism can make the two argue or break up just to make up often. Affairs can also be an issue with 5th House Mars. This will be what plays out between the two.

Note:

When studying these two charts, you’ll begin to see trends. You’ll see who may bring more of the energy to the relationship than another. Like synastry, composite chart aspects can usually be traced to one person’s natal chart.In essence, two people can feel really good around each other but still have a relationship that is plagued with difficulty or impediment of some kind. Adversely, you can also have two individuals with very challenging charts, but the moment you put them together, their composite is exceptional. A classic case of two people being better together than apart. Hey, it happens. Those stories people tell at their weddings. Where they say things like “I hated her at first, but then we became an item and I couldn’t live without her.” or “My life was shitty, but then I met….” In addition,  the composite chart is going to be hypothetical unless the relationship actually forms in real life/real time. So a composite chart can be fantastic but will not manifest unless two people make a tangible connection.

#composite vs synastry #excellent question #synastry #composite 101 #astro asks #relationship astrology #astrology #astro tumblr #bruja tips #midpoint method #Please forgive the shitty picture quality lol

[lonelyidiotonhelium]

class doodles :) forgive the shitty picture quality

#i downloaded the tumblr app just to post this #amphibia #amphibia fanart #marcy wu #sasha waybright #anne boonchuy #pls tell me no ones done that meme yet #sashannarcy #my art #traditional art #amphibia spoilers #slightly

[worm-in-a-trenchcoat]

Hoodude, my beloved. He’s been bouncing around my brain like a ping pong ball since the early 2000’s

I’m definitely gonna redraw this later but I wanted to get it out of my head before I went to sleep

#forgive the shitty picture quality #I took these while inside a blanket cocoon with the flash on 💀 #monster high #hoodude voodoo #monster high fanart #monster high redesign #his hair is supposed to be like really thick yarn locs #idk if that translated well but yeah

[clairecrive]

hi i know your requests are closed but could you do headcanons about how it would be to work through almost getting a divorce with nikolai lantsov after kind of falling out of love then deciding not to and working on getting their relationship back to how it was before because that unbreakable love for each other is still there and its noticeable. ive always wanted to read abt this and im asking this request from a number of writers cos i find it so cool to read everyone write their take on it.

cant wait to see what you come up with! thank you<3

A/n: taking a lil break from studying to write this. btw, hc take me less time to write so if you have more you can always send them in and I'll do my best to answer.

(tags are at the end)

SHADOW AND BONE MASTERLIST

okay so, the idea of letting Nikolai go is absurd to me. However, I can see how there could be some strains in a relationship with him.

if we remain in a canon situation, I'd say that the biggest thing that could come between you two up to the point of almost divorce is his ambition and dedication to Ravka

Nikolai is a strategist and the thing he wants more is seeing Ravka free and thriving and he'd do anything to make that a reality

so, he'd be plenty busy

busy to the point that you'd go months without seeing him

whether he's in Ravka working on his projects with David and Nadia or he's in another country on a diplomatic visit

of course, he has invented flying ships and all but those kinds of journeys still are long and tiring

however, since you are in the picture, I'd like to believe that Nikolai would try to find a balance between his country and his love

if not simply for the fact that he loves you and he loves being with you

if he's married you, there's a reason. right?

so, I feel like whenever he's back from a long trip away he'd take some time to spend it with you. First days in between the sheets and then doing some of your favourite things together.

just to spend some quality time with you

that's until he slips away more and more to take care of something

at first, it's a couple of hours before dinner

then he misses dinner entirely but spends the afternoon together

then only mornings together

until it comes the time you wake up and his side of the bed is cold

of course, you were aware of the life he led

his ambition and dedication were two of the things you loved most about him

but you missed him

he was gone so much that it didn't feel like a relationship anymore

it seemed like a free trial for widowhood

you had confronted him about this

many times

but he was still the King of Ravka and he had responsibilities he couldn't forfeit

and despite his best intentions, it seemed that they didn't match with his marriage

and you understood that. his role and the many things he had to take care of. really.

but you were tired of being alone a feeling unimportant

so, one day you decided to wait for him. Nikolai was the first to wake up and the last to fall asleep.

but that night, you waited for him. sat in your bed, hoping he'd come too late

when he did step into your room, he was surprised to see you awake. at first, he was delighted. he missed you too and the idea of being able to spend some time with you brought him endless joy

however, he soon noticed the expression on your face, your arms crossed on your chest and he understood that whatever reason had made you wait for him, wasn't anything good.

as much as it broke your heart to say the words, you told him what you had been thinking about for months now.

"this marriage is not working out for me anymore."

Nikolai's heart broke. truly shattered at your words.

he knew he'd be walking on a fine line and it was only a matter of time before you'd snapped again

but he never thought it'd come to this

divorce

what a wretched word

Nikolai hated it. he hated the fact that he had been such a shitty husband that you now wanted to have nothing to do with him

he tried to change your mind, promised that he'd do better, that he loved you and you were his whole heart even though he'd done a shitty job to show you.

but you knew that despite his words were genuine, his promises were empty.

and you were simply done. you couldn't take any more of this.

when he understood that he had pushed you too far, Nikolai relented. He accepted your decision and told you that he'd take care of it.

in the meantime, you went away.

there was no reason for you to stay. you were alone anyway so staying just to sleep in the same bed as he felt ridiculous

the time apart was agonizing for both of you. unironically, knowing that he was just a few feet away made it easier for you to bear the loneliness. And Nikolai?

Well, he had forgotten how to function. The absence of your presence affected him more than he would have thought. To the point where he could only think of you and how he couldn't lose you. The divorce wasn't official yet and he was already miserable.

So he took some time off and he joined you.

Again, he asked for forgiveness. pleaded for you to give him a second chance and if not, to at least allowed him to spend the days before signing the papers together.

and you agreed. you agreed because you had missed him so much. because you still loved him.

those remaining days were spent in utter denial. neither of you acknowledged the truth of your situation but unspokenly decided to make the most of it.

and saints, it did nothing but remember why you had fallen in love with each other and decided to spend the rest of your lives together in the first place.

when the time was almost up, neither of you wanted for it to end.

but the problem remained: you couldn't go back to the same routine

but letting Nikolai go wasn't possible neither

so you talked to him. explained your reasons and your motives and that above all you loved him

he felt so much relief in knowing that there was still a tiny chance of making this right

he renewed his promises of being a better husband, of changing his work schedule so that he could be more present.

he had even handed you a sheet where he had drafted his new schedule and well, it was completely different

of course, you knew that there would be times where he'd be inevitably busier but as long as he made an effort, you'd be fine with it

and so you agreed, you gave him a second chance and you were proud to say that Nikolai was living up to his words

and you were happier than ever

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[tuiyla]

kurt for the ask game!

Let's gooo

favorite thing about them

Kurt's compassion is really unparalleled on Glee and I'll maintain that him not only forgiving Dave but actively trying to help him was incredible. He would have had every right to not want to see Karofsky again but Kurt was kind to him even before On My Way happened. That stuff is so powerful.

least favorite thing about them

Nothing that truly stands out as something I actively dislike about him but I think he does have a tendency to take things as an attack when they aren't, e.g. with Burt. I get it, it's a defense mechanism because he is hurt so much and it's only human to react this way so I like it on a narrative level that he's still flawed but yeah. Also, on the topic of On My Way, even though I get what the writers tried to do there I really dislike the exchange between Kurt and Quinn. From both sides but with Kurt for dismissing Quinn's trauma.

favorite line

Gotta go with a comedic one because “Hi I’m Kurt Hummel and I’ll be auditoning for the role of kicker” is pure gold

brOTP

Shoutout to Kurtcheltana but Kurtcedes are the ultimate besties 

OTP

Klaine!

nOTP

I don’t even know what the popular Kurt ships are but I guess I’m fine with most of them. Probs Kurtbastian, I don’t have strong feelings but it’s also not something I could get behind.

Santana          🤝           Kurt

Sebastian ship being a nOTP

random headcanon

He and Blaine celebrate his mom’s birthday every year by dressing up and just going to Central Park or maybe upstate. Just a quiet day of remembering, a day they set aside to sit with feelings. They make an attempt to be in Lima for dinner with Burt and Carole but that doesn’t always work out.

Finn’s first birthday after his death sneaks up on Kurt and hits him like a ton of bricks but from what would have been his 21st on Kurt and Blaine also do a similar tradition for him. Sometimes they spend the day with Rachel, often with Burt and Carole. In any case they make an effort to schedule around it like they do with Kurt’s mom’s birthday just to allow that one day of reflection. They take long strolls in nature and take a moment to be grateful for what they have in life.

unpopular opinion

If only I knew what counts as unpopular haha. I suppose I don’t see many people acknowledging the menace season 1 Kurt could be; and to be very clear I do not mean his crush on Finn and I highly disagree when people call him creepy or even predatory for that. But just in general how he was more sneaky and I guess Slytherin-like. It was a fun quality. It might also be unpopular to just acknowledge he was flawed? Kurt gets babied quite a bit as a character imo and I find it wholly unnecessary to pretend he never made mistakes - but sometimes Gleeks can’t like characters unless they’re purely ~unproblematic~. Oh and depending on how popular we view this opinion as, people who say he was a walking stereotype grind my gears so much. Even if they also acknowledge his importance it’s still a shitty take.

song i associate with them

Again I can only think of Glee ones, the two standouts being Rose’s Turn and Not the Boy Next Door but I’m also partial to his Beatles solos. Adore Blackbird and ever since rewatching the episode I’ve been obsessed with I Want To Hold Your Hand. It’s the recontextualisation for me. Also Bad Romance.

favorite picture of them

Any picture of his side profile because I’m obsessed but this is also a good one:

the h a i r

#thank you! #hopefulobjectmiracle #ask meme #glee asks #kurt asks

[thebigoblin]

1/2 I noticed that the Scott McCall in most Scott stans' fanfics doesn't have any resemblance to the Scott McCall of the show, and he is characterized more closely to canon Stiles than he is to canon Scott. Fanon Scott is basically given all of Stiles', Kira's, Lydia's, Liam's and Derek's character traits, qualities, their traumas, their personality their innate talents, their arc, their empathy, their heroism, their relationship with the other characters, and their role in the story.

2/2 Now, I dislike Scott McCall and think he's the worst character in television history (he and Tyler Posey's shitty acting are the reason I dropped Teen Wolf after Season 3B.) But IF I were his fan, I'd be annoyed as hell by how rare it is to find fics where Scott is actually in character as he was written in canon. And this only proves that no one hates Scott McCall more than his stans

Lol, you basically just said it all. And I think this has been pointed numerous times before in other posts—now, I don't read SM centric fics, but even in the fics he's portrayed as "good" and everything else we were told SM was supposed to be, but wasn't in the show. In short, the canon personality of SM is erased and in its place comes the "puppy" personality, OR he's not in the fics at all. (I'm talking about the fics I read, which are sterek centric, mostly).

Canon!Scott is... complex? Idk how to explain but. I think I really could have tried to like him as a character if he were to ever apologize for his actions, or if anything post S1 hadn't happened. Because, see, in S1 he's just a dumb teenager making dumb choices because he's in love and/or is actually stupid (because we all know scott's the bumbling idiot who becomes important later character, or at least that's how i saw his character). In S2, he's trying to save his "friends" aka Jackson and Lydia, because he doesn't know who the Kanima is but Derek is sure it's one of them. That was fine too. Derek is seeing the bigger picture (wanting to save the lives of those who the Kanima could kill) while Scott is not (he's hell bent on saving his friends. only his friends). But then comes the S2 finale—and even before that, the unnecessary double-cross that we all were supposed to hold in the "OH WOW WHAT A CLEVER TWIST" category. That was not clever, that was fucking stupid. Like, Kate literally burned down eleven people alive, and Gerard is here for revenge. You don't give benefit of the doubt to such people. And he didn't. But the thing is, if he could have conspired against Gerard with Deaton, he could have told Derek, too. And if his hatred was getting in the way, then the least he could have done was feel guilty while he manipulated Derek into trusting him. But he didn't. No, he was getting off on it, the power of making someone trust him while knowing full well he isn't trustworthy for that person (aka Derek).

Ugh. That was the turning point for me. Especially, especially when afterwards, Scott acted all high and fucking mighty and didn't apologize. And the writers made Derek forgive him.

Just. Ugh.

I don't even like thinking about him now. Like, anon, I love that you feel comfortable enough to send me your opinions, but I've recently decided to purge the things that make me feel... so angry and sad all at once. Because there genuinely was potential in SM's character, but the squashed it. And now I hate Scott irrevocably. So, dear anon, please refrain from sending Scott related things to me from now? Please and thank you. You can send me absolutely anything else, Hale family headcanons, Sterek headcanons, etc. but not this. Hope you understand.

#anti scott mccall #teen wolf #answered ask #anon #teen wolf meta #sh.rambles

[what-the--curtains]

In a Week

Part 1/4 - A storm blows into town

(Frankie “catfish” Morales x f!reader)

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Summary: a drive down to a friends wedding gets complicated when you fail to head a warning.

Authors notes: Hello! Another fic cause it keeps snowing here and I’m SICK OF IT but wouldn’t mind it if I was stuck with Frankie💕. Anyways hope you enjoy as always comments are welcome but be nice!

TW: mentions of dead sibling (war related), swearing, mentions of a toxic relationship (based off of personal experience)

Tagged list: @agingerindenial

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~There was nothing worse than a February wedding, well at least one that took place in the frigid northern temperatures you were currently residing in. So you were eternally grateful that your best friend Stella had chosen to have hers down in sunny south Carolina where she had just accepted her first permanent hospital position. She was marrying her first love, a fact you’d usually cringe at but, they were extremely cute together. Stella had met Genevieve through her brothers Will and Benny, well more specifically Will, who had drunkenly run his head through a window one night. This incident resulted in two things, first a nickname that would stick with Will for the rest of his life and a late night call to Stella asking her to come down to the hospital to pick him up. The boys had put Stella down as their emergency contact in an effort to keep their antics hidden from their parents who they knew would only worry. The nurse patching up her idiot brother was none other than Genevieve who was working through her university's clinical course, and the rest? Well, the rest was history

You’d met Genevieve, as well as Will and Benny, sporadically throughout the 8 years you had roomed with Stella, first during your undergraduate degree at Boston University and then again at Stanford while attending medical school. You’d choses Stella as a roommate without much thought, but after just a few weeks together you were inseparable up until the day that you were assigned to your residency. You were slightly jealous when you found out that she would be spending the next four years in the warm embrace of Carolina (and Gen) while you would be living alone throughout the freezing Chicago winters. The pagne of jealousy didn’t last long though, Chicago med was your first choice after all. So here you were, in the last year of residency and in the middle of a brutal -20 degree winter, preparing to drive the 13 hours down to watch Stella get married. You’d considered flying but you knew how fickle airplanes could be in the winter and the last thing you wanted was a delayed flight because a door had frozen shut. Your friends had tried to convince you that driving down alone was far too dangerous a venture and none were more concerned than Santiago Garcia.

You’d known Santiago your whole life. Him being your brother's best friend resulted in him spending a lot of, some may argue too much, time at your house throughout both your childhoods. Your brother, Parker, was 8 years your senior, an age gap that often resulted in an argument over which one of you was the accident. An argument which usually ended with an agreement that in all likelihood you both were. Every summer from before you were born to the time they left for the military the two boys were a constant presence in your life. Hell, even after he left you’d watched him grow as he passed through your household over Thanksgiving and Christmas breaks. One thing was for sure, if Parker was there Satiago Garcia wasn't far behind. He was also there the day you received the news that your brother had gone MIA and he was by your side at the funeral, as you watched the commanding officer hand your mother the flag your brother had died for. After the funeral, life continued to move on around you as did everyone else. You always found it funny how quickly you were supposed to recover from loss, apparently a week was long enough to get over it. At least according to the university and your employers who had started calling with empty condolences that quickly led to the real reason they were calling. Always wanting to know when you’d be coming back. After your brother's passing, Santiago took over his role of big brother to you. He read over your med school applications, scared off potential boyfriends and got all the embarrassing video footage of you at your graduations. He was a permanent fixture in your life, one you hoped you’d never lose. Even now as he continued to blow up your phone in an attempt to sway you from driving up alone, you were thankful for him. Over the past 5 days he sent you lengthy lectures in the form of voice messages and a slew of articles detailing the statistics of winter related accidents. His name pops up on your screen as does a picture you’d taken one night after he'd passed out drunk and you’d stuffed cheetos up his nostrils, an act he has yet to forgive you for. You contemplate ignoring the call, but knowing you were about to go radio silent for the next 8 hours you decide to pick it up.

"Hey Santi what’s up?" you ask, as you half heartedly spread cream cheese onto a poorly toasted bagel.

"Have I ever told you how much I value your friendship?” Even over the phone you could hear the layers of charm he was currently plastering on.

"What do you want?" you say, tossing the knife into the sink.

"Hey! Who says..." he starts, but you don't let him finish.

"Santi I've known you long enough to know your ‘please I need something’ tone by heart" you laugh.

"Okay well I still value you, but ya I absolutely need a favour" Santiago admits.

"Shoot." you say taking a bite of the bagel.

"I need you to pick up a friend of mine, his flight got cancelled. He's in Chicago at the moment, can you drive him down to the wedding?"

"Ughhh are you kidding me Santi? I’m just about to leave" you say through a half chewed mouthful.

"Please! He’s a great guy, Gen wants him at the wedding, he was in basic with us, so a frequent visitor to the hospital. He's usually pretty quiet so you won’t have to spend that much time making small talk, which I know you hate." He pleaded. For anyone else a last minute change like this would have gotten a laugh, and nothing more, but this was Garcia, and you knew he’d do anything for you, so you’d do this for him.

“Fine” you begrudgingly agree “text me his number, I'm heading out in 40 minutes so he'll have to wait at the airport for a bit" you say, finishing your breakfast.

"You’re a godsend! Seriously, what would I do without you?" He chuckles.

"Nothing good i'm sure, besides I figure I probably owe you like, 1000 favours after you

know....'' the phone goes quiet. Five years later and it still stung like it was yesterday, for you both. He was your family, but he was Santiago’s best friend, you knew the loss was equally as devastating for him. You also knew he'd been having a particularly hard time recently, after what he termed a mission gone wrong a few years back. Every time you'd ask about it he’d shut you down harshly refusing to share any details with you.

"You don’t owe me anything. We're family. Thank you for driving him. I owe you a drink at the wedding!" He responds, back to his chipper self. If it wasn’t for the silence he may just have convinced you that he really was doing fine. You toss the phone on the counter and rub your temples mentally rearranging your entire itinerary for the day. You'd already rifled through the gym bag that was constraining way more clothes than you’d need for the week. Everything you needed was there from bathing suits to your wedding outfit to the special lingerie you’d packed in case you ran into an old flame. If by in case you meant, for when you ran into him. You don’t know how but he’d gotten invited to the wedding reception. Stella hated the guy, so it must have been through Genevieve who likely would have felt bad excluding him, even if he was only a friend of a friend.

You’d met Jonathan in your undergrad and you had been together throughout various points in your life, though never in any official sense. He’d made that evidently clear to you at any opportunity he got. He kept you on a short leash, a retainer if you will. Only coming to you between relationships with women that he deemed worthy enough to be his girlfriends. You knew it was toxic, and your friends constant reminders of how unhealthy it was didn’t fall on deaf ears. The way he would use you and lose you always ended with you being an unstable and emotional wreck, only solidifying his claims of you being crazy. You hated it, the way he made you feel so small, but he held this strange power over you. A power not even you could explain. His redeeming qualities could only be found in the bedroom, he was the best you’d ever had, so you forgave his shitty personality. Always gravitating back towards him, restarting the cycle. You knew what it meant to do the same activity over and over expecting different results, but this was different. At least that's what you told yourself, as you’d traced your hands over the lingeries lace that morning, knowing it was bought for a man who would never appreciate it.

Brushing all thought of him aside for the time being you grab the duffle off the floor and sling it over your shoulder. Walking out into the cold February air you watch as your breath transforms into a small cloud in front. Your chest hurts and nose hairs freeze as you inhale, tossing your bag into the back seat before leaning into the car and starting it up. The engine sputters for a moment before breaking out into a loud rumble, maybe it was a good thing someone else would be in the car with you after all. You jog back inside to your townhouse and grab the cooler where you’d stored the snacks and sandwiches you’d prepared for the road, now realizing it likely wouldn’t be enough to feed two people. Tossing on your winter jacket you lock the door behind you and slide your sunglasses down over your eyes shielding them from the afternoon sun as you make your way into your car.

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You pull up to the departure gate still cursing at the idiot who had almost smashed into you while they were going the wrong way down a one way street. You hated driving in the city and you couldn’t wait to get out on the open road, even if it was going to be with a total stranger. You find yourself second guessing your decision to drive down state with someone you’d never met. In all reality, even if Santi was vouching for him, he could be a serial killer, plenty of people had nice things to say about Ted Bundy before he got caught.

You shake off the nervous feeling taking over your body, deciding to put your faith in your friends judgment, at least for now. Worse comes to worse you had a pocket knife stowed within reach. As long as he didn’t complain about any playlists or podcasts and understood your need for complete silence from time to time, you’d get on just fine. Besides it was only a 13 hour drive, and you could put up with anything for 13 hours.

You open up your phone and pull up the conversation you and Santiago had been having, scrolling up until you see the contact he’d sent you which read “ Catfish”. You click on it hoping to get the guys real name as a result but no luck, you should have asked Garcia for more information about this “Catfish” guy. You click on the number opting to call, not wanting to waste time wondering if he’d gotten the text you’d sent. The phone rings a few times before you hear someone pick up.

"Catfish?" you say, less confident in yourself than you had been dialing.

"In the flesh, who's this?" the deep voice responds.

"Your ride, Santiago’s friend" you offer, hoping that this wasn't some elaborate prank.

"Oh shit ya, Pope told me you’d be later than you said. I'm still downstairs" he says.

"Of course he did the little shit" you mutter, causing Catfish to laugh "Im outside now, departures second floor"

“I'll be out in a second" he says, hanging up the phone before you can say anything else.

You plug your phone back into the aux setting it back to the playlist you’d made last night during another bout of insomnia. You're checking your email to see if anything came up from the hospital when a tap at the window causes you to jump. As you look over you see the man who must be “Catfish” gently tapping on the glass. You unlock the door, popping the trunk as you slide out the driver's seat.

“You can put your bags back here. Fuck!" you exclaim when you trunk won’t open, likely having frozen shut again.

"Here" he says dropping his bag on the salted pavement and heaving up on the trunk freeing it from its icy constraints with a relative ease causing him to smile down at you.

"I loosened it" you say defensively, as he tosses his bag in the back still grinning when he

slams the trunk shut.

"Fransico Morales, though most people just call me Frankie" he says as you sit back down in the driver seat rubbing your hands together to warm them and applying some chapstick.

"Y/N, nice to meet you Frankie, seat warmers are here, use as your leisure. There are snacks in the back, but no touching the phone.” you rattle off.

“Aye aye captain” he responds, saluting you.

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Santiago was right, Frankie was quiet. He offered you little in conversation or any noise at all really. You’d only heard him laugh maybe twice, once while listening to a podcast episode and then again when Britney Spears made her appearance on your soundtrack. "What? She’s America's sweetheart" you say trying to sound offended, but smiling when you notice his lopsided grin. You’d attempted to open up a dialogue with him a few times, but his one worded responses told you all you needed to know, so you stopped forcing it. It wasn’t a hostile environment, it was more of a comfortable silence one that you usually only found in people you had known for years. The silence gave you an opportunity to study the man’s features, glancing away from the road every now and then to slowly piece together his profile. You had pegged him as attractive the second his face had appeared in your passenger window, but it wasn't until now that the details that made him so could be seen; relatively tall, tanned skin, soft curls, deep brown eyes. Glancing over again you notice a concerned look spread across his face.

"What?" you ask, nervous that you’d creeped him out with your excessive, and not so subtle staring.

"Storms coming our way" he says, nodding up at the darkening sky.

"We’re not supposed to get snow for another week, I checked” you reassure.

"Things change" he says

" Sky’s clear, so we don’t stop for another 3 hours" you say, definitively.

" Your funeral, well mine as well I guess" he chuckles, earning him an icy glare from you.

“It's nothing, trust me” you affirm, confident in your ability to read a weather app.

" No one likes a know-it-all" he mutters still grinning.

"Could you help me with something" you ask smiling sweetly

"Sure" he responds, eager to help.

"Pull up the map and show me when I asked for your opinion"

"Eyes on the road” he says, causing your grip to tighten around the wheel.

Well crow wasn’t your favourite food to eat, but here you were eating it. Turns out Frankie was right. A storm was heading your way and it hit hard and fast. You’d managed to make it to a hotel off the freeway just as it came into full effect. What had started as a very pleasant road trip had quickly soured when you refused to apologize for not heading his warning. This paired with the 6 hours you had already driven had left you both irritable so much so that Frankie was now refusing to be any use in respect to figuring out what your next move was going to be.

"Hi" you say to the equally tired looking receptionist. Apparently, every other person travelling through Illinois had also missed the memo about the storm and were now all stuck at the same hotel.

"Hi, so sorry for the wait" she says, forcing a smile in a way that you recognized from your retail days.

"No need to apologize! What are the odds you have any rooms available?" you ask rubbing your eyes in an attempt to keep them open.

"Let me check, we have one... suite left on the... fourth floor” she says after a few moments of typing away into the computer.

"Perfect we’ll take it." you say, tapping your credit card to the machine. You walk back over to Frankie who was sitting with the bags and hand him a room key. He exhales deeply, not looking up from his phone as he takes it from you.

"There was only one room left so we’ll have to share" you say.

"Fine," he says, standing up, grabbing his bag and heading over to the elevator not bothering to wait for you. You watch as the elevator doors open and close behind him. Sure maybe it was your fault that you were stuck in this situation, but that was pretty rude. You push your way into the room after struggling with the key for a moment. Frankie must have been eager to get to sleep, or at least eager to not converse with you as he’d wasted no time in unpacking his bag and getting ready for bed. Your eyes move from the clothes on the floor, to the suit hung up in the closet, to the closed bathroom door. You hear the toilet flush and watch the door open as you drop your bag down onto the living room floor, grabbing the toiletries out of your bag's side pocket. You were far too tired to wrestle down to your pyjamas so you opted to stay in the leggings and sports bra you’d been wearing all day. Yes it was gross, but you couldn't be bothered to change at this point. Your eyes follow Frankie as he exits the bathroom in a green cotton t-shirt and a pair of plaid boxer shorts. You continue to watch as he plugs his phone in and shifts beneath the covers. Guess you were on the floor then. The couch was far too small, and you really weren't trying to break your neck sleeping on its arm rest.

"Pass me a pillow" you huff, as you grab a glass from the nightstand, turning back around to fill it up with water from the sink.

Why?" he asks, watching you take a sip from the overfilled cup.

"So I can sleep on the floor." you state, as if it was obvious.

“No, I’ll do that, you can have the bed" he says shifting up and pushing the blankets off himself. He hadn’t realized you were so averse to sharing a bed with him, but you had just met so he guessed it was fair enough.

"I’m not the one with the bad back old man" you state, the words sounding a lot harsher than you’d intended, but you were younger and thus more likely to recover.

"Fair point, but you’re not sleeping on the floor. Santi wouldn’t allow it. We can put up a pillow barrier between us if that would make you feel more comfortable" he offers, any hostility you had felt from him earlier now turned to tenderness. In all honesty, you hadn’t realized that sharing the bed was an option.

"I need two to sleep with so no point in making a barrier" you say, begrudgingly placing the glass back down on the nightstand "Shift" you say, fanning your hand.

"No" he says looking you dead in the eye "I got here first" he’s grinning slightly, further indicating he’d gotten over his anger from earlier. You could have just walked around to the other side, but for some unknown reason you don’t. Instead, you swing your leg over him pushing yourself up onto the bed, straddling him for the briefest moment before rolling over to the other side.

"Couldn’t have just walked around?" he chuckles

"Couldn’t have just shifted over?" you parrot back, moving onto your back, closing your eyes and dozing off.

#frankie x reader #frankie morales x reader #frankie catfish morales #frankie morales x you #catfish x you #catfish x reader #triple frontier fic #triple frontier fanfiction #in a week #part 1

[vivithefolle]

What are your favourite fanfic tropes/aus for romione?

(I’m gonna try to make my way through old asks I received AGES ago and never answered because I’m a procrastinating lump. Here’s betting I’m going to give up and play videogames all day instead.)

Oh my god, so many.

Okay so as a rule of thumb as long as it’s nice to Ron I’ll read it. I’ll read anything. I have been known to read Ron/Draco and even sacrificed my dignity and everything I stand for as a human being by reading some Ron/Snape stuff. Yes. I was THAT desperate. This is how low I’m willing to go because of sheer love for Ron.

Which means that when a fic will go “oh poor Hermione, poor Hermione who is waiting for Ron to grow up because She can see one day he could be worth it but for now he’s all dumb-dumb and inferior and doesn’t deserve Her perfection :(”, I will be judging. Judging very hard. I may not leave a comment but rest assured, my thoughts are loud enough for me. This is 2010s mentality. This is “haha I’m so like Hermione, not like other girls who throw themselves at boys, I’m so special and girl powery :)” Horribly Bad Feminism. Fuck that. We’re doing better now.

Speaking of doing better. Recently I read something about how Ron is, paraphrased, “the brute of the Trio”, spun in a positive way since he uses his strength to protect them but, but, still... please no? Just no! Just eff no with these takes about how Ron is a hypermasculine dudebro M For Manly™! No, no, fucking no! Just because he’s the Sulfur to Hermione’s Mercury and Sulfur represents the masculine component to Mercury’s feminine one, DOESN’T MEAN Ron is “the brute”! (”the” brute... seriously... who’s the more brutish one, the one who punches a racist in the face or the one who uses a torture curse as retribution for spitting on his fave teacher?)

The way I see him, Ron is a balance, a blend of feminine and masculine qualities intertwined close together. I LOVE that he can swear like a sailor but can only say “scarlet woman” or “cow” when it comes to insulting a woman. Some will probably see it as “hurr durr he sexist he doesnt think women can take it!!!!!!! >8C” but given that those are probably also the peeps who say “HE CALLE D HERMOANI A NIGHTMURRR!!!!!!! DDDDD8″ I’m gonna venture the idea that we don’t care about those folks’ biased, sexist opinions.

Where was I going with this... oh yes! Ok, so Ron can swear like a sailor yet couldn’t insult a girl to save his life. He’s strong physically but most of all he’s strong mentally (to put up with the way his friends treat him for years speaks a lot of his mental fortitude... and to top it off he comes back for more to boot! I’m not sure if that’s more mental fortitude or straight-up masochism though.) When he succeeds at things he gets a bit attention-whoreish but at the same time, you can see that when he’s being complimented he’s all unsure of himself and blushy and shy and you just, dude you can’t handle positive attention because you don’t know how to react to it I don’t know whether that’s adorable or the saddest thing I’ve seen in my life? He’s insecure but he’s always the first to cheer on Harry and Hermione when they’re doing something great, which speaks VOLUMES of Ron’s selflessness and of his actual character: to quote @peetamaellark​, Ron doesn’t think “Harry is great, therefore he sucks and I hate him”, he thinks “Harry is great, therefore I suck and I hate me”. THIS is Ron. THIS is why Ron will lash out, not because he hates Harry, but because internally he hates himself and you can’t keep that sort of feeling bottled up for too long before... you got it, you explode.

I. Want. More. Fics where Hermione isn’t this ~oh dear~ Victorian damsel in distress who cries and Ron is the Big Strong Man who holds her with one arm and is stony-faced and goes “I’ll protect you”, please no that was old before it existed, let us have nice, realistic depictions of Ron and Hermione please.

Like, Hermione is more than capable of kicking butt herself. She IS absolutely nervous and scared and cries easily and that’s a vulnerability we NEED, but the fact that she can be super scared and crying but still hex her opponent into oblivion? THAT’s good, THAT’s excellent. It’s a very important message for girls, I think. “You can cry, you can be sensitive, you can be emotional, AND you can still kick butt”. And as important as that message is for girls, it’s also a very important message to give boys, because boys are socialized to “never cry” and that’s super unhealthy. I love Ron’s admiration of Hermione. I love the way Ron hesitates, the way he can be cautious when he needs to as much as he can be reckless and impulsive. I love how he shows himself to be a big softie and a sweet soul. I don’t think that makes him an “emasculated doormat” (to quote a guest I once saw on FFN), on the contrary it makes him an even better man in my eyes. You know why I love the locket scene so much? Because Ron’s tears aren’t ridiculed. Ron gets to cry about the terrible ordeal he’s been put through, and while Harry “pretends he can’t see Ron cry” because it’s more comfortable for him personally, he doesn’t try to tell Ron to “man up” or anything. His reassurance is pretty lousy but he lets Ron cry, he lets his friend be upset, and he doesn’t try to invalidate Ron’s pain. (ok, the “I thought you knew” is kiiiiinda on the way there, but it stops at that and I’m grateful for it).

I like. Seeing Ron distressed. I like seeing Ron upset and be allowed to be upset. I like to see Ron’s pain treated with respect. So when Ron is having a shit day I like to see him get a cuddle. I like seeing Ron go through horrible ordeals and break down and for his breakdown to be properly acknowledged and not turned into insensitive comic relief (ISN’T THAT RIGHT, LATTER HALF OF THE SILVER DOE????). I mean seriously, just imagine GOF, Harry sitting in the hospital wing after Cedric’s death, Molly Weasley gives him a hug and it’s all very sad and angsty. And now picture Ginny running into the room screaming “HARRY JAMES POTTER” and punching him over and over and saying “PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER MAN, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER” then after two pages of Harry “explaining” himself to Ginny she goes away saying “aight but if you do that shit again you’ll have to answer to me” then Harry’s friends are like “damn she’s spunky huh?” and Harry laughs and everyone laughs and this is how the book ends? How would it be funny? How would it be appropriate? How would it feel like “romance”? When Ron returns in The Silver Doe, he’s been psychologically tortured (”tortured” is the actual word JKR uses, please), we don’t need him to be hurting outside as well.

I want more accountability for Hermione. More “uh hey Hermione maybe don’t do that”. More “hey Hermione you know you think of yourself as a good person buuuut yeah actually if all good persons were like you I’d be very afraid”. More “Hermione please for the love of God educate yourself”. More “Hermione sweetie I love you, but you can’t actually learn everything from books”. CHARACTER. DEVELOPMENT. PLEASE. Don’t be afraid to punch Hermione down and tear her apart the way the best Ron fics maim and torture our poor boy. Just because Rowling treated Hermione with kiddy princess gloves doesn’t mean you have to mimic her.

So when Hermione does a genuinely shitty thing let her own up to it. When Ron is a victim let him be upset and angry, even if Hermione is the one treating him badly. Just because he loves her doesn’t mean he’s not allowed to be disappointed in her or that she’s entitled to his immediate forgiveness. Give Ron and Hermione equal consideration. If you’re brushing off Hermione’s actions but condemning Ron for the slightest mistake, I am sure to hate it.

Okay, uh, so, those aren’t really tropes. Those are more just, guidelines I presume.

Oh, yeah, a trope that annoys me! Ron saying “you’re mine”, “my Hermione” and stuff, and Hermione just swoons and says “yours” and shiz. Ok, once in a while, why not. Once in a while. BUTT. I WANT HERMIONE TO SAY IT TOO. “Mine”, “my Ron!” and Ron swoons and says “yours, absolutely yours”. DO IT YOU COWARDS. FUCKING TAKE THOSE GENDER ROLES AND PUNCH’EM IN THE FACE.

Oh, right, while we’re on the subject of gender roles! Dad!Ron is everything. SingleParent!Ron is mwaaah. Stay-at-home-Dad!Ron is ALKZLDSJDLQSKLFJ <3. AnimalLover!Ron is HHHHNNNGG. Remember, the small gestures, the tiniest, softest acts Ron does (helping Harry get dressed when his arm is deboned, giving Dobby his brand-new sweater, praising Ginny, Luna and Neville when they escaped Umbridge), those are often those unremarkable, unmistakeably kind and sweet actions that tell us who Ron really is at his core: not a guy who’d want power at all costs, not a guy who’d give it all for ambition, not a guy who sees people as possessions, but someone kind who wants to make others happy.

Ok, I was also asked for AUs, so, uh, pretty much every AU is game as long as Ron gets treated with respect? I mean I don’t really care for Mafia!AUs or such but if you can find a way to fit good Romione then go for it I guess. Royalty AU, yeah why not but I often see Ron being made a prince while Hermione is a poor wee servant girl and like. Uuum, we’re talking about the same characters here? Hermione the highly educated girl who keeps on walking over everyone’s toes and loudly talking about how things should be done and is definitely Nouveau Riche, Ron who is a country boy who lives on a farm and is lost in the constant shuffle of his brothers, you think she should be the peasant and he should be the royal? Whaddafack? Oh, and all the “Hermione is a Muggle, Ron is a wizard” AUs that start this way BUTT! Suddenly... Hermione... turns out... to be (wait for it!)... A WITCH! And a super powerful super talented very good one too!!!... yeah ok, yawn. It’s quite scary, actually, how often I’ve seen that plotline, but in the rare cases when it’s Muggle!Ron and Witch!Hermione, Ron never ever EVER (I mean, seriously, NEVER EVER) turns out to have been a wizard, not even a mediocre one, all along. No, when Ron is made a Muggle for the sake of AU he stays a Muggle. But when Hermione is made a Muggle she has to turn out TO HAVE BEEN A WITCH ALL ALONG OMYGAH. I can count on one hand the number of Mugglemione/Wizardron fics that actually stick to their Mugglemione premise till the end - and usually they’re one-shots. (Also I don’t mean “Ron mistakes Hermione for a Muggle because he meets her in the Muggle world and assumes he must hide his magic from her, oh wait she was actually a witch!” fics, I mean genuinely “Hermione has been raised a Muggle her whole life, never had weird things happen to her her whole life ever, then Ron comes in and is a wizard and he does magic and Hermione wonders what it’d be like to be a witch and oh surprise! Don’t worry Hermione, you won’t have to feel not-special or mundane for long, here comes the plot contrivance to tell you you really were in fact the specialest of them all!!” fics.) Fairytale!AU is cool. Very good. But honestly I like to see them swapped around. Ron cursed by a nasty fae to be a Beast and Hermione stumbling upon him? Neat, especially if you don’t go the boring route of “oh let’s just rehash the Disney/the original book with different names and call it a day”. But Hermione cursed by an asshole fae for, let’s say, not sharing books, turning into a Beast, and Ron stumbling upon her as she’s trying to survive in the woods (and not doing a very good job of it)? Yes, brava, chief’s kiss. Rapunzel AU where Hermione’s bushy hair turns into the most impractical, most suffocating improvised ladder ever for Ron? Hilarious. Rapunzel AU where Ron has A GIANT EFFING PONYTAIL OF THE GODS and is screaming “ow ow ow” as Hermione makes her way up to his window cringing and saying “sorry! sorry! sorry! (damn his hair smells good)” on every step? Equally hilarious. Go! Be creative! Please I beg of you

Creature!fics! Oh my god there’s not enough of those, at least that aren’t focused on a bullshit pairing! Soulmate AUs! Give me everything! I’ll even take A/B/O if you insist on making it Romione! That’s how far I’ve fallen from human decency I’ll take anything just give me some good Ron content please I beg of you (Ah and to those that are going to say “Alpha Ron Omega Hermione :)))” well yes, but actually no. “Beta Ron Beta Hermione”? “Beta Ron Alpha Hermione”? “Omega Ron Alpha Hermione”??? HELL YEAH NOW WE’RE TALKIN)

Oh dear god I’m still not finished and I haven’t gone through everything someone stop me.

AND NOW BE CAREFUL CHILDREN, BELOW WILL BE SMUT.

Okay I don’t know if it qualifies as a trope, but. But. A more realistic depiction of Ron is usually what I’m after. All those fanfics that have Ron be “the sexy experienced one ;)))” ravishing “naive virginal Hermione ;))” is just UGH. We spent all the 2000-2010 period having fics like this, mind adding a bit of EQUALITY to the mix???

It’s just... I hate it okay? So many fics read like they’re just projection, writers who are essentially making Ron their big strong sex toy stud who's so attentive and sweet and cherishing, and so it does indirectly ends up as "servant Ron is so devoted to his goddess Hermione, providing pleasure to her while she doesn’t have to lift a finger”. The Dom!SexGod!Ron thing honestly depresses me... Since it's Ron taking care of Hermione, AGAIN. Like, he spends his WHOLE LIFE doing that already. Can we give him a break for once?

In the endI feel that it's less "Romione smut" and more "self-inserting into Hermione smut". In "real" Romione smut I think Ron and Hermione would switch roles according to what they feel like. And honestly I ALWAYS picture Ron being super nervous during Dom stuff, like he spanks her once then immediately he goes "oh my god are you okay?? did that hurt, do you want to stop?", things like that. I cannot imagine it happening any other way. XD Ron is just... too caring, too sensitive to do stuff like hard BDSM and that kind of thing in my opinion. He’s too much of a caretaker. I understand if it’s your kink and you’re perfectly free to project and write the fic you want, I’m not the fun police, but it’s just... I don’t think that’s really what Ron would be like. I just want MORE realistic Ron.

Also I’m trying really really hard to not point fingers here but WHY is it that it’s always “Ron growled” while it’s always “Hermione whimpered” or “Hermione moaned”? Like... you know it’s okay for a man to moan or whimper in pleasure too, right?  You know Ron isn’t 110% muscles and testosterone? You know Hermione is allowed to be fierce too? Hermione can 100% “growl” and be dominant and pin Ron to the wall and reduce him to a puddle of goo if you’re brave enough?

(Honestly how sexy would Ron think that is? The woman he loves is half his size yet can pin him down and ravish him. DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG RON HAS WANTED TO BE RAVISHED AND CHERISHED DO YOU KNOW HE’S BEEN WANTING THIS ALL HIS LIFE)

Oooo-kay, so that’s... mostly it, I reckon. Oh also Ron has a gigantic penisraise kink (and a great penis too, but mostly a praise kink). That’s canon and that’s all.

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