#oh the things I sacrifice for prom

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Drew the Lamb, Narinder, and the Follower Bishops.

Some close ups.

#cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #cotl leshy #cotl heket #cotl kallamar #cotl shamura #cotl referenced sheet #my stuff #my art #was gonna do more head canon writing but it is very hard to type with fake nails on #oh the things I sacrifice for prom #they do look very nice though #so it might be worth it #it was at least a very fun mother daughter bonding experience :D

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Hellfire Mom

Summary: You have been deem the title of Hellfire Mom since you were a sophomore. Even after starting your own little family with your fiancé Eddie, you still make sure your extended family gets fed and loved.  

Trope: Dad!Eddie x Mom!Reader 

A/N: I kinda want to make this into a series. Talking about how Eddie and reader met and little things like that. Would you peeps want that? 

Warnings: Use of Y/N, horrible writing, mentions of sex but not really, fluff, Eddie just being in love with his family.  

Word count: 1.2k 

It was Friday, Hellfire Day. You always had Fridays off for that exact reason. Hellfire. You spent the day cooking and baking for your boys, the other family. You always had the mother instinct in you. You love the idea of having a family. It came a little too soon, people would say, but it was worth it. You and Eddie have been dating since freshman year and decided to wait till Prom your senior year to lose your virginity together. Well, the condom broke, because said condom was from freshman year, and boom you were pregnant. Yes, you got stares and were that talk of the town “she is having the freaks baby” “he will probably sacrifice her and the baby” but you both ignore them. Then on a chilly day in mid-January baby girl Munson was born, Stella Munson. She’s beautiful, she has Eddie’s big brown eyes, his curly brown hair other than that she was your mini me......Speaking of your mini me she should be getting up from her nap soon. 

Right on Que you hear her little feet on the wooded floor. “Well hello baby how did you sleep” “Good” she said in her sweet small voice. “That good baby” “Up mommy” she gave that puppy dog face and grabbing hands and you caved immediately. “You ready to see daddy, and all of your uncles” “DADDY” oh yea she was a big daddy’s girl. “Ok let me finish up dinner and then we will get ready to go” “I watch Belle” “Yes you can watch Belle while I finish” Beauty and the Beast is her favorite movie. On tonight's menu, your family was having fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, homemade biscuits, and your famous homemade cookies. As you finished packing up dinner for your family, you got Stella ready, and all bundled up then headed to the car. 

You pulled into the school Stella squealed, Eddie was waiting by his van with a smile. “DADDY” you rolled down her window“My star how are you babygirl” “I good daddy” Eddie opened your door and helped you out of the car, then got Stella out and her “Hellfire backup” which has toys and things for coloring. You walked in hand in hand to the drama room and started to set up the table with the food. “Ooo what did make for us today love-” *gasp* “You made your cookies” “Yes the chocolate was finally in stock so I had to- hey hands off” “But I haven’t had your cookies in a month” “Nether has the others” “Yea but they could wait I got fiancé privileges” when you turned your back to grab the potatoes he “sneakily” grab a cookie but got caught by Stella “Daddy me cookie” “Sssh we will spit it” her little giggles fill your ears. Your favorite sound. 

Soon the boys piled in “Y/N” “Stella” “cookies” were heard throughout the room. The boys lined up as you served them, then they all settled in, in their seats to start Eddie’s campaign. In this one-shot campaign, they had to save Eddie’s the banished's fair maiden, you, and their little princess, Stella. She was so excited to be in it, she even brought out her crown from her backpack and put it on. After she ate, she climbs into Eddie’s lap, her favorite spot, and “helped” Eddie with his visual aid. You watched your family, bellies full, big smiles even mike, after a hard week this was your reward, this was your happy place.  

The night ended, the empty Tupperware put away, Stella fast asleep on Eddie’s lap. You walked out hand in hand with Eddie holding Stella, he covered her with her blanket when he stepped outside, then he put her into her car seat with a kiss on her forehead. You made sure each boy had a ride before heading to your car. You and Eddie stay until everyone was picked up. He turned to you and kissed your lips. “I missed you” “I been with you this whole time” “Yeah but you weren’t in my arms” you rolled your eyes and laughed at him “Your too cute” You kissed Eddie again then you got into your car. “I see you at home” “Yes, I’m just going to drop by Uncle Wayne’s really quick then I will be home” “Ok” then you kissed once more before you drove away. 

You and Eddie lived in a little two bedroom next to the trailer park, so he would be a few minutes behind. You got Stella out of the car, did an amazing mom move holding her and the bags all while unlocking the door. You set the bags down then grabbed her pj’s put them on then tucked her in with a kiss. You went into the kitchen and started picking it up, getting the meat out for tomorrow's dinner and breakfast. Eddie and Stella loved Saturday mornings, you make a big breakfast, and they watched Saturday morning cartoons, you brought out extra knowing the freshman boys would probably come over. After about 15 minutes you hear Eddie’s van pull up, as you were finishing washing the dishes you feel Eddie’s arm wrap around your waist. “Oh, my love I haven’t since you in forever I almost don’t remember what your face looks like” Oh Eddie how you loved his antics you turned to play along but nothing came out. Eddie held a bouquet of flowers for you. “Eddie- I- Oh- Eddie-” he chuckled “My love” he started “ Will you accompany me on a date tomorrow night” “Oh Eddie, Stella and I would love to-” “As much as I love my Star tomorrow night will just be us” “But we don’t have a babysitter” “I already got that covered” you teared up even years later you are still touched over his love for you. “Well then yes, I will accompany you tomorrow night”  

Eddie got his clothes ready to shower “So are you going to hop in with me” you looked at the time “It’s late so I will take you up on that but no funny business” “No promises” he said with a winked. After the shower you did your night routine and put on your Eddie shirt with some shorts, Eddie was just in a pair of boxers checking you out “You're so beautiful my love” “Oh stop I’m just in my pj’s” “And” *kiss* “still” *kiss* “beautiful” *kiss*. You climb into bed when arms open as Eddie jumps into bed with you, he settles in your arms with his head on your chest as your stork his hair. He tells you about his day and how that prick Jason picked on the hellfire club again, but how he did what you told him to do when he had the urge to punch his stupid face. But you were so proud of him that he controlled himself, he can’t have another fight so close to graduation. The topic then changes, and his words got lower and slower as did his breath. He got quiet for a minute, you thought he fell asleep nut he clears his throat he smiled and said “Let's have another” 

#dad!eddie x mom!reader #dad!eddie munson #eddie x you #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #eddie fluff #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #sugarsfics

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between the click of the light and the start of a dream by thepshycicclam

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It's Stiles' senior year, and he's trying to concentrate on normal things - like the lacrosse championship, spring break, prom, graduation (and definitely not Derek) - when he starts having nightmares and waking up in the middle of nowhere. Oh yeah, and he's being haunted by a hag. Great.

#sterek #teen wolf #derek hale #stiles stilinski #teen wolf fic #fanfic rec #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #fic rec #fic recs #I feel like the fandom needs this

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Prom

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 4.6k

Warning: Harsh words

Summary: In your head you were either going to prom with Wanda or not going at all. However you best friend Kate objected to that thought process.

Masterlist

The scene that unfolded in front of your eyes was unsurprising. It wasn't unexpected or unthinkable, but it still made you feel sick.

It had to be the most magnificent promposal you'd ever seen. There was almost no room to say no. Especially not with the whole school watching.

So when you watched your best friend rush into the arms of one the star football players on the team, you weren't surprised.

The school roared with cheers for the couple. They were swarmed with applause and congratulations.

It was easy for you to slip out from the chaos. You just needed to get as far away from them as you could. Tears pooled in your eyes, but you held them back as you hurried through the campus.

You were nearly satisfied with the distance, but then you ran into someone, and found yourself on the floor.

" Oh, I'm so sorry. I should've been watching where I was going, and you know how it is on campus. I thought everyone was by the field, the hallways would be clear but-"

" Kate, it's fine," you make your way to your feet. The brunette sighs in relief, as she sees it's only you she knocked down.

" Y/n! Why are you going this way? I heard Wanda and Vision… oh fuck. Y/n, I'm sorry," Kate's eagerness was quick to deplete when she realized why you were in such a hurry.

" It's fine, it's not like I wanted to go to prom anyway. Everything works out fine," your gaze was locked on the ground.

Kate's scoff gets you to look at her," You're still going. Wanda or no Wanda."

You frown," If I don't have a date, there's no point. In fact, if she's not my date, there's no point."

Kate shakes her head," Nope, I'm not allowing it. As your other best friend, who you know wants to go to prom. I will sacrifice myself and say that if you don't go to prom, neither will I."

Your eyes go wide," Kate, it's literally your dream to go to prom."

She shrugs," This is more important."

You sigh," Who would I even go with?"

Kate drops to one knee and pretends to open a ring box," Y/n, we have been friends for as long as I can remember. I've always wanted to go to prom, and maybe I didn't necessarily picture you as my date, but when duty calls, extreme measures must be made. So I'm asking you, will you go to prom with me."

You yank Kate off of her knees," Would you get the fuck off of the floor before someone sees us, Kate?"

She wiggles her eyebrows," So is that a yes?"

" Fine," you relent, and she squeals.

" I can't wait to plan everything. We are going to look so good together. I can see the outfits now. Suit and suit, they'll eat it up. Oh my god," you can't help but smile as you try to roll your eyes at Kate's excitement.

Her energy almost makes you forget what you were running from earlier, almost.

" What did you do to Kate, she is literally bouncing with excitement," it's Wanda that interrupts Kate's babbling.

" It's more like what she did to me," you reply.

Kate rolls her eyes," You mean what I did for you."

" Which was?" Wanda pressed on.

You were going to answer, but Kate beat you to it," I asked her to go to prom with me."

" More like, forced me."

" You'll thank me one day," Kate argued.

Wanda still looked puzzled by the whole situation.

" Basically I wasn't going to go to prom, but then Kate threatened to not go either. She's been looking forward to this since I've known her, so I had to bite the bullet."

Kate rolls her eyes," You act like going to prom with me is a bad thing. I'm on the cheer squad, you know, anyone else would be grateful for this."

You bow your head," Oh, thank miss popular Kate Bishop for allowing the opportunity for a peasant like myself to spend an evening in your presence."

Wanda chuckles at your theatrics," Well now that you're going, we can all go shopping together. We could even get a limo."

Kate lit up," See Y/n, Wanda gets it."

You shrug," Of course she does after a mega promposal like that one, she kind of has to be excited."

Wanda shifts in her spot a little," Ya, it was… a lot to say the least."

You were now acutely aware of her body language. They way her brow was drooping, the faux-smile on her lips, and the stiffness in her shoulders.

You didn't get to think about it too hard, Kate started talking about all of her plans for prom.

As the three of you walked home together, Kate kept most of Wanda's attention, only addressing you a few times.

" Don't worry Y/nn, we will be wearing black so no overly bright colors," you nod at Kate to show you were listening.

Luckily, her house was first on the stop. She basically talked all the way up until she entered the house. When she finally disappeared, you felt your shoulders drop dramatically.

Wanda laughs," You seem very excited."

" What gave it away? The exasperated sigh or the drop in the shoulders."

She chuckles," You really aren't happy about prom, are you?"

" I don't want to go," you say flatly.

" Why not?"

You couldn't tell her that going without her as your date felt pointless. It probably wasn't even smart to mention that the person you wanted to go with had been asked already.

" It's just not my kind of thing," you shrug.

" Well, I'm glad you're going," she doesn't look at you when she says it.

" Really?"

She turns to you," Ya, because now I can ask you to save me a dance."

You could feel yourself blushing," You know I can't dance."

The two of you stop briefly in front of her house. Neither of you are eager for the conversation to end.

" I guess you'll have to follow my lead then. Bye Y/n," You watch as she disappears into her own house.

Your heart pounds in your chest. A small smile presents itself on your face and there's a little bounce in your step as you continue the path to your house.

A few days pass, leading up to the weekend. It's an early Saturday morning, when your phone rings, disturbing your sleep. You reach for it with your eyes closed, missing the first few attempts.

" Hello," you say groggily.

" Rise and shine prom date, we are outside and ready to go," Kate's enthusiasm sounds through the phone like a fire alarm.

" What?" You don't really understand what she is saying, still partially asleep.

You hear Kate sigh through the line," Wanda, activate plan b."

She hangs up the phone. You take that as a sign to go back to sleep. That was possibly the wrong move. This time you are disturbed by a knocking on your window.

You try to ignore it, but it gets more intense," I don't have the upper body strength for this Y/n."

It's Wanda's voice that gets you out of bed. You hurry over to the window. Quickly, you open it and yank the red through it.

" Are you insane?" You say as the woman straightens herself out.

" It was Kate's plan," she says out of breath," Besides you have to get ready. We're going prom shop- oh."

You look quizzically at her in reference to her pause. It's not a moment later that you realize you're talking to her only in a sports bra and pajama shorts. Wanda is almost completely zeroed in on your abdomen.

" Eyes up here sweetheart," she blushes at you calling her out.

" Oh ya, sorry. I- um put some clothes on, so we can go," she manages to speak.

" No peeking," you tease the girl as you slip on a top and change your bottoms.

When you finish, you grab her wrist lightly and guide her out of your room. Somewhere along the stairs, she shimmies her hand into yours.

You don't question it.

When you get to Kate's car, Wanda releases your hand. You take your spot in the backseat while Wanda takes the passenger seat.

" Could you have taken any longer," Kate comments.

" You know, people usually tell each other when they're going shopping for things like this. It's not a spontaneous call at 8:30 in the morning."

Kate hummed," I'll take that into consideration next time."

The cheerleader headed in the direction of downtown. It took awhile to get there and by the time you had arrived it was buzzing with activity.

Kate was the first out of the car, seemingly knowing exactly where she was heading. You and Wanda trailed behind her.

" So, what colors are you and sparks wearing?" You ask her, acutely aware of how her arm slightly brushes against yours as you walk.

She nudges you a bit because of the nickname. You put your hands up in surrender. She rolls her eyes before answering, " I'm pretty set on red."

" It's a good color on you," you nod in approval.

" You think so?" Her hand is in yours again.

You clear your throat," I do, but honestly any color would be beautiful on you."

She giggles," Shut up."

" I'm serious, it's a pretty simple concept. You're beautiful, so whatever you wear is beautiful because of the communicative property or whatever."

" What a roundabout way of calling me pretty," Wanda smirks at you.

Before you can respond, Kate is snatching you by the wrist and dragging you into a store. She shoved a suit in your hands.

" This is it… you're going to look so hot in this Y/n. Try it on," Kate squeals out of excitement.

You calmly make your way over to the dressing room. After getting a good look at the suit, you have to admit it looks amazing. Everything about it was sleek. It was simple yet elegant.

The undershirt was a lace button up that was slightly see through, but not too much. The jacket stopped at the top of your thigh, creating a slim fit. There was even a pocket square to match the shirt.

You left the top three buttons open and slipped the jacket over it. Even you had to admit that Kate had worked a miracle.

When you exit the dressing room, Kate screams. She's by your side in an instant, smoothing out any wrinkles in your attire.

" I was right, you look so hot," she smiles, taking in your appearance.

Your eyes shift over to the now seated redhead," What do you think?"

Her mouth had been slightly agape and her eyes were wide as they raked your body," You look fucking amazing."

" Well, the judges have spoken, I guess I'm getting this one."

After you took the suit off, the three of you wandered the store to find outfits for Kate and Wanda. They didn't end up finding anything they liked, so you moved on to the next store.

It seemed like you had checked all the stores downtown and both girls were still empty-handed. Kate suggested going to the mall next, and that's exactly what you guys did.

It had only taken Kate about 3 steps into the mall to see the suit she wanted sitting in the display window of some store. She walked in and haggled with the owner to get the suit fresh from the mannequin's body.

" It almost feels like Kate is winning at shopping and I just didn't think that was possible," Wanda watches in amazement as Kate walked out of the store with her suit.

" I mean technically it's like we're all on the same team, so we're all winning. Kate's got the eye of a French seamstress. If the dress for you is in here, she'll spot it," you reassure the girl.

It was Wanda, this time, who was getting dragged away by Kate. It seemed like she moved aimlessly through the mall, until she finally went into a store. She stood close to the entrance, looking around and sushing every one of Wanda's questions.

Seeing her eyes go wide in real time was kind of funny. Kate rushed through the store and snatched up a dress, quickly shoving it into the red head's arms.

" You're welcome, now go try it on," Kate points Wanda in the direction of the changing rooms before leading you to that area as well.

" You could do this professionally, you know," you tell your prom date.

" I just watch a lot of Say Yes to the Dress," she shrugs, and you laugh.

" Kate, thanks for asking me to prom. I don't think I'll be completely miserable."

Kate smirks," You're welcome, and trust me you definitely won't be miserable after seeing Wanda's dress."

" Whatever," you brush her off.

You can't help the way your knee bounced in anticipation of seeing Wanda in her dress. For a moment, it's almost as if you're her date, getting ready for the big reveal.

The truth is, you weren't ready for what you saw. Your heart stopped when Wanda walked out of the dressing room. Kate had truly outdone herself.

The dress was… wow. It was elegant, flowy, it fit Wanda perfectly. Hugging areas that you knew the girl had, but never dreamed of seeing in this light.

You were completely speechless. Kate had a similar reaction as you both sat in silence, just staring at Wanda.

" What do you guys think?"

Nothing came out of your mouth as you nudged Kate to speak first. The dark haired girl had trouble articulating her thoughts," I- well fuck. You look amazing, Wanda, absolutely stunning. Right Y/n."

You nod dumbly as your eyes are glued to the dress. It's not until Wanda had her eyes on you that you tried to speak," I'm in love with you… your dress. It's really um yes. Windows 95 is a really lucky guy."

You see her sigh at the mention of her date. Abruptly, she sits in between you and Kate," Can I tell you guys something?"

" Anything," you and Kate answer in unison.

She takes a deep breath," I don't want to go to prom with Vision."

This was almost more jaw dropping than the dress," What?"

" I feel like this is a food court conversation," Kate interrupts.

Wanda nods before going back into the changing room.

" Kate, did I hear her right?"

" Yup," she pops the p at the end of the word.

You shake your head," I don't get it. Star quarterback, head cheerleader, it just makes sense doesn't it?"

" Well, we won't have to wonder for too long," Kate says as you wait for Wanda to return.

When she did, Wanda ended up buying the dress. The three of you headed to the food court. Everyone got something to eat before sitting at a table. You and Kate sat on one side of the table, while Wanda sat on the other.

" So, you don't want to go to prom with him," you break the silence and Kate slaps your arm.

" You can't just ask her like that."

Your arm stung as you spoke," Well, sorry, it's not every day that someone is in this situation."

" It's fine, Kate. I mean, that's exactly what I said, and I mean it. I don't want to go with him," Wanda responds.

" Then why say yes to his promposal?"

Wanda sighs," Vision is a nice guy, he really is, and his promposal was huge. I mean, everybody was there and if I said no…"

" He would've gotten humiliated in front of the whole school," Kate finishes the sentence.

" Exactly, so I just said yes."

You frown," Are you going to tell him?"

She rapidly shakes her head," God no, it's too late. The dress is literally already in my hands."

You struggle to hide the irritation on your face. Wanda had no problem pointing it out either," Why do you look so upset, at least you get to go with Kate?"

You try to reel in your expression," I'm not upset. I just think it's dumb to go with him if that's not what you want to do. You guys are always talking about how prom is a once in a lifetime experience. Going with someone you don't want to go with sounds like a waste."

Wanda glares at you," You wouldn't understand Y/n."

You scoff," Why, cause I'm not on the cheer squad?

" You guys," Kate, tries to mediate the situation.

" Because everyone isn't watching everything you do. They don't care about your clothes, or your boyfriend, or you, Y/n. You're just a nobody."

It was silent after Wanda said that. Kate was in disbelief, and truth be told you were too. You stood from the table and began to walk away.

Kate got up to follow after you, only pausing briefly to look at Wanda," That's not something you say to your best friend."

Kate chases after you, slowing when she catches up to you," Y/n."

" You know, I've always felt like that compared to the two of you, but to hear her actually say it really fucking hurts," you sniffle, trying to conceal your tears.

" You're not a nobody," Kate wraps her arms around your waist and your head rests on her shoulder.

Kate takes you home after that. You tell her she can leave, but she stays by your side. The two of you barricade yourselves in your room. She turns on your favorite movie and grabs a pint of ice cream from your freezer.

" Do you think she meant it?" You ask as you sadly shovel some ice cream into your mouth.

Kate exhales," No, I think she just got defensive and said something she knew would hurt you."

You frown," That's not much better, is it?"

" Not really."

You lean back on your bed, closing your eyes," It's stupid, but I thought this might've been my shot, that if she didn't want to go with him, maybe…"

" So you were just going to bail on good ol' Kate?" The girl jokes and you laugh a bit.

" You would've found another date, Bishop. Let me be sad about this."

Your phone ringing interrupts the conversation. The caller ID reads Wanda. You debate on what to do before letting the call go to voicemail. Kate looks at you sympathetically.

" I just need some space from her right now," you whisper.

Kate grabs a hold of your hand," I'm with you."

That call wasn't the only one Wanda made to your phone. In fact, she had sent a slew of texts to accompany the calls. It got to the point where you just blocked her number.

At school, Kate would act as a buffer between you and Wanda. She would seemingly appear out of nowhere, not leaving any space for you to be left alone with Wanda.

Part of you knew that all Wanda wanted to do was apologize, but you weren't ready to forgive her yet. You knew if she would've gotten you alone, you would've folded.

So you kept your distance from the girl. Not ever feeling ready to have that conversation. Truth be told, you were scared of what she had to say. In your mind, you had already decided that the next time you spoke to her, it would be prom.

You stood in front of the mirror, preparing yourself for the night ahead of you. You hardly looked like yourself after all of the maintenance. Between your hair, eyebrows, and nails alone, you felt a little strange.

The makeup Kate had insisted you apply, sent the look over the top. You were ready for prom. Tonight was the night you knew you could no longer ignore Wanda. If she wanted to speak to you, tonight would be her only chance.

The suit Kate picked for you matched well with your makeup and accessories. Everything came together quite nicely. A wide smile spread across your face as you looked at your reflection.

" You definitely look like somebody, L/n," you said before exiting the room.

Kate was already downstairs waiting for you. Your parents took a few pictures, and then Kate escorted you outside to the limo.

" You look fucking phenomenal," you say to her.

" I had to pull out all the stops if I was going to be standing next to you all night," Kate praises your outfit.

You couldn't help, but think back to when you went shopping, weeks ago. It would be a lie to say you weren't curious about how Wanda looked in her dress.

" You think Wanda wore the dress?"

Kate cautiously eyes you," Probably, why?"

You blush," I don't know, just curious."

" You're done avoiding her, now?"

" If she's looking for me, I'll talk to her."

Stepping out of the limo, you did feel powerful. You exit first, then extend your hand to help Kate do the same. The moment the two of you stepped out, eyes were on you.

" I told you they couldn't resist the pair of suits," Kate whispers in your ear.

You whisper back," Is this fame?"

Kate laughs and the two of you enter the venue," Don't let it get to your head."

The prom is in full swing. The dance floor is full, everyone had drinks in their hands, and the vibes were good.

" This doesn't look completely lame," you say over the music.

" Told you so, now let's dance," you let Kate pull you on to the dance floor.

You and Kate spent a good while on the dance floor, enjoying yourselves. Between the bad dance moves and lyrical performances, you felt like you were in your element.

The two of you only left to get a few drinks of your own. Over by the drink table is where you spotted Wanda for the first time of the night.

She was indeed wearing the dress that Kate had picked out for her. Her hair flowed freely and her makeup made her look fierce. However, the first thing that you noticed was that Vision wasn't by her side.

" Interesting," Kate speaks, probably having the same realization.

" I was just going to say the same thing," Wanda's presence didn't deter either of you from going over to the punch bowl.

" Hey," Wanda addresses both Kate and yourself.

" Hey," you both say in sync.

Her eyes met yours," Can we talk?"

Kate glances at you, and you give her a small nod," We can talk."

Kate wanders back into the crowd searching for some of her other friends, leaving you alone with Wanda.

Not much could be heard over the loud music, so the two of you went outside. The song could still vaguely be heard from outside of the venue, but it wasn't nearly as loud.

" The suit looks good on you," Wanda tries to break the ice.

" Thanks, your dress looks even better than when you first tried it on."

She shifts in her spot," Thanks."

A silence blanketed the conversation. You were waiting for her to speak, but it was almost like she got cold feet.

" Where's your date?"

Wanda began to twiddle her fingers," I uh… I came alone."

You couldn't hide your shock as your eyes went wide," You did?"

She nods," I couldn't stop thinking about what you said. It was the right thing to do."

" Oh," was all that you could muster up.

" Y/n, you know I didn't mean what I said to you that day. You aren't a nobody, especially not to me. You're one of the most important people in my life, and I'm sorry for hurting you," you could see the tears well up in her eyes, but you didn't forgive her quite yet.

" What you said was really fucked up, Wanda. It's not like I hadn't heard it before from other people. Hell, even from myself, but to have you tell me I'm nobody, fuck," you couldn't finish your sentence.

Wanda reaches for your hands, and you let her hold them," I know I fucked up. My emotions or however I was feeling at the time doesn't make what I said ok, but I'm willing to spend however long it takes to make it up to you."

You were going to stop her there, but she wasn't finished.

" I can't stand not talking to you or not being next to you. I hate that you couldn't even look at me. Without you, I just feel so incomplete, like something is missing."

You were taken aback by her words, this time in a good way. She was sorry, but it felt bigger than that.

" I had to ignore you because I knew the second you got me alone I'd fold and forgive you, whether I wanted to or not."

She hesitates," Do you want to forgive me?"

" After everything you said, how could I not?"

She smiles sweetly and wraps her arms around you, burying her face in your neck," I missed you so much. I'm never going to hurt you again"

You held her a little tighter, letting your body relax into hers. The soft fabric of her dress lightly brushes apart exposed parts of your skin.

Wanda didn't release the hug fully, only pulling away enough to look into your eyes. Neither of you could look away.

" Would you be mad if I told you that I love you," the words came softly out of Wanda's mouth.

You gently shake your head," No."

" Good," Wanda delicately closes the gap between your lips.

Her pillowy pink lips, press against yours. Your head was spinning. From not speaking to each other to finally having her lips on yours. It felt like a dream, as if you were floating about in the depths of your own mind.

Bright smiles were displayed across both of your faces once the kiss was over. There was jubilation in the air surrounding you.

" As much as I'd love to stay out here with you, doing that all night. I think I owe you a dance," you regain some of your composure as you speak to Wanda.

" I thought you couldn't dance," she recalls the conversation you had weeks ago.

" Well, I guess I'll have to follow your lead then," you respond with a dopey smile on your face.

As soon as you two get back inside, Kate rushes over to the pair of you. Her eyes traveled from your interlocked hands up to your faces. A smirk overtook her features," I guess you guys sorted everything out."

"Yep."

She hums," Sealed it with a kiss, too."

You and Wanda both began blushing and stumbling over words. Kate held her hand up to silence you two," I'm happy for you guys. Now have your sappy slow dance, so we can party."

Kate basically shoved the two of you on the dance floor before disappearing. Almost if on cue, a slow song starts playing.

" I don't know how, but this seems like Kate's doing," you said, placing your hands on Wanda's hips.

" It has to be," Wanda's arms linked behind your neck.

The two of you swayed together. The music guides you against each other. Everything finally fell into place for you. This is all you could want from life.

You and Wanda, frozen in a moment of intimacy with each other. Swaying to the beat of a song neither of you cared about, but reveling in the company of each other.

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #lowkeyerror #kate bishop imagine #kate bishop

[tequiilasunriise]

Fer Monster Prom (these QUEERS and their PROMS istg /lh) I need a plot point to be that Something Important broke down ohhh nooooo like a generator powering the school or even the portal needs an extra blast of life spark to stabilize it and as everyone’s running around tryna power the Important Thing up Cleo pulls up, takes one look of the situation, says, “More power? Stand back, ghouls and boos, your most benevolent mummy representative’s got this”, cups Frankie’s confused face (who still hunches down nevertheless fer Cleo like the confused yet willing puppy they are), gently kisses them smack on the cheek, and then-

BBBZZZTTTT!!!!⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

“YO THAT ACTUALLY WORKED?!?”

Whamo bamo the world is saved all thanks to Cleo’s great sacrifice of frizzled hair and lowkey charred bandages. Girlypop was standing RIGHT in the danger zone of lovestruck lightning; she knew the price which had to be paid and did NOT hesitate even though she had spent hours before picking out the perfect prom dress and all that. After recovering from Sheer Gay Shutdown™️, Frankie panics and holds Cleo’s slightly smoking body close as monsters rush around behind the pair.

“Cleo?! Are you okay?!”

“Oh my Ra, precious, that was… spooktacular…”

Cleo is so outta it from her super noble act of altruism. The most selfless of all monsters, truly.

#listen during the rwby hiatus i rlly need to latch onto other silly shows and mh g3 is just so cute and wholesome #i adore hard fought angsty as hell traumatic stories but ur girl needs a diverse diet u know? adorable baby gays being first love dorks??? #SAAYY LESSS IM IN!!!! #the holy trinity of iconic gay proms is bumbleby catradora n lumity #can clankie turn that shit into a four horsemen type deal!!! we have yet to find out!! :DDD!! #clankie #monster high g3 #frankie stein #cleo de nile

[tyanis]

Out of Context Quotes FanFic Game!

Rules:

Post funny/weird out of context quotes and/or thoughts from your fic(s) with the only context given is what character the quote is from.

Post as many or as few as you want. But maybe keep it under 50.

Tag other fic writers. You don't need to be tagged to join, however.

Optional: Add a link at the bottom to the fic(s) the qoutes and thoughts came from.

Sound good? Ok, I'll start.

Quotes under the cut. And all these are from a currently incomplete Resident Evil 2 Remake fic.

"Don't know. But I walked through there earlier and now I feel a little offended that a mythical beast was mooning me." - Leon

"Thanks, I dressed myself." - Claire

...what do I say? I was sure you were dead? I hated being here without you? Did it hurt when you fell from the fence? - Leon

"Yes, yes... if my tiny woman muscles give out over something that's less than ten pounds, I'll let ya know." - Claire

Good job, brain. Proud of you. - Claire

"Yeah but... with beer?!" - Leon

I mean, the only way I can top all that awkwardness is by blowing up. - Claire

"Ah, prom night... I can already tell this is gonna be bad." - Leon

"Look, how about this. You believe in me enough for both of us and maybe I'll succeed and not horribly maim you. Deal?" - Claire

"Now take that owl over there. Unlike you, he actually had a brain. Removed it myself..." - Irons

"Yes sweety. He blew up the car." - Claire

"Well, I'm starting to suspect I'm not gonna have a future here in Raccoon City considering everything is on fire and the populace is eating itself..." - Leon

"I was scooting around screaming like a chimp with his dick stuck in a mousetrap." - Claire

"Hey! You like my heels?! 'Cause I sure as fuck do!" - Ada

"Hey, here's a little secret, Leon. I'm kinda stupid." - Claire

A vending machine... A fucking vending machine! - Leon

"I have eyes and a memory that spans more than ten minutes." - Claire

"It made acid." - Sherry

"Ahh... just enough room, I'll probably only bump my head a few times. But that's ok, I got a pretty thick skull. Had to sacrifice a lot of brain space for that, but nobody's noticed so far." - Claire

Hey legs? I know we almost died again but maybe start working?! - Claire

"You want me to throw some toothbrushes at it?" - Leon

"Oh no, not dust! The horror! How will we ever survive?" - Claire

"You fell out the same window twice." - Leon

Whoa, hey there buddy! Where's that hand goin'?! I know you're excited to get that shotgun, but goddamn. - Claire

"I don't take orders from you. I will land on that pavement like a man!" - Leon

No, don't stop yet! I spent most of "nice comfort time" all pissed off. - Claire

"This thing is jiggling and I don't know what that means!" - Claire

"I'm not supposed to hit people with flashlights!" - Sherry

"Speaking of balls to the face... I got beaned in the head with a baseball once." - Leon

"My ass hurts." - Claire

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And done! Sure were a lot from Claire lol. But yeah, all of these quotes came from this incomplete Cleon fic. Now, to tag people...

Let's go with @brokenangelwings22 @leonisdumbasallhell @nspired1fanfiction but anyone can join!

#Claire has gremlin energy and no one can change my mind #out of context #out of context quotes #fan fic stuff #fan fiction #fanfiction game #resident evil fanfiction #fanfiction #leon kennedy #claire redfield #leon s kennedy #sherry birkin #ada wong #brian irons #cleon #fanfic #fan fic things #resident evil #resident evil 2 #resident evil 2 remake

[nanamismoonchild]

hi i would like to request something 😄 could you write about the reader having toxic parents so jimin comforts her like he’s always holding her hand or caressing her cheek and he speaks to her very softly oh and also gentle kisses? and one day the members asks him why he’s acting this way towards her and you can imagine the rest<33

parentification

pairing: bf!jimin x gf!reader (established relationship au)

wc: 1.2k

warnings: being parentified, ungrateful sister and parents, basically the family ain't and will never be shit (maybe), cursing

a/n: im gonna ignore that this is all the way from february, and simply present this and run away. please enjoy :D

Jimin was heated. He had watched you have a full on argument with your parents about whether or not you needed to pay rent for an apartment your little sister was on the verge of getting kicked out of. 

Their logic was: 

Your boyfriend was mega rich.  

That was it.  That was all they had to say.  It didn’t matter how many times you told them that you were responsible for yourself and rarely asked Jimin for any help. It didn’t matter how many times you told them that you were already paying for college and all the expenses that came with that. Your only saving grace was living with Jimin that helped alleviate your own burdens.  

Nothing mattered except your sister’s rent which she was already four months behind on. Why the landlord let her stay there for that long is beyond both you and Jimin. That was almost two thousand dollars they wanted from you, and you had no plans on giving it. 

You had already paid the time and patience when you were younger, having to hustle to pay the light bill and buy groceries so you and she wouldn’t starve to death. You had barely managed to go to your prom had it not been for your school librarian taking pity and paying for your dress and dues.

So no, you wouldn’t sacrifice anything now. 

Did it hurt to have to tell your sheltered sister no? Of course.

Tears streamed down your face as you remembered how your sister had practically called you selfish and dishonorable. Refusing to admit she was the one who needed to take responsibility for her own carelessness. 

And that’s why Jimin found himself parking on the side of the road, heaving you over the console, and hugging you until you stopped shaking and hugged him back. Small kisses placed on your cheeks and a few caresses of your back and you were more than okay. 

“Thank you Minnie.”

“____, you don’t need to lend a penny to those people.”

“Those people are my family, Minnie. What else am I supposed to do?”

“Let them deal with it. Your sister dug herself into shit, let her pull herself out. It’s time you stop giving them things when they haven't given you anything. ____, I can’t even remember them actually giving you a gift for Christmas. In fact, I clearly remember last year’s Christmas, and you had to give your mom, sister, and father gift cards all worth two hundred dollars because they stomped all over you. Baby, fuck them.”

Jimin’s words were hitting home and it made you worse. More tears fell as you nodded, agreeing with him. It was time to cut off contact. As much as you hated it. 

Taking a deep breath, you crawled back over to the passenger seat. 

“Ready to get moving again, or do you need a moment?”

“I’m ready Jimin.”

Meeting with Namjoon and Yoongi had been the plan for today, even though Jimin had wanted to stay home and love on you all day. However, neither of the older men were having it and basically forced him to meet them in Yoongi’s studio. 

“You need to stop being so clingy to ___. Otherwise, she’s going to get uncomfortable,” Yoongi said as he opened an unfinished song that the three of them were working on. 

“I disagree with that, Yoongi. ____ acts the same way. I wonder what Jimin has done to earn that type of love,” Namjoon jokes. 

Jimin rolled his eyes and waved the two of them off. Not his or your fault that you cared deeply for each other. 

“So funny. Anyway, Namjoon, you know a lot about different things. Can you help me with something? I need some advice,” Jimin asked. 

Namjoon turned swiftly away from his computer giving Jimin his attention. “Sure. If I can help, I will.”

“OK. ___ has been having some family trouble for a while. And yesterday was terrible. I told her to move on from her family, but now I’m wondering if that was shitty advice.”

Yoongi spoke up first. “No. If her family ain’t shit, they’re not worth having in her life. Mind telling us what they did.”

“Not really my place. But basically, and ___ has told me this, they’ve parentified her.”

“What’s that?” His older brothers asked at the same time. 

“It’s when a child gets the role of a parent to their siblings or parent. So they have to act as the caregiver at a young age. ___ has been in the parent role for a long time, and they can’t seem to let go of the fact that she’s no longer able to be controlled by them.”

“That sounds like a problem for them. ____ is definitely able to cut ties with them. I think you have her good advice.”

“I agree with Namjoon. Good advice. If she decides to cut ties, and they somehow figure out they were extreme assholes and apologize, it would be up to her to figure out whether or not she wants to repair the ties she cut,” Yoongi cosigned. 

Jimin nodded and made a mental note to tell you that. 

“Anymore questions? I want to get started on recording this song and put the finishing touches if we need any. 

“Nope.”

“_____!” Jimin called out into the apartment. 

“Minnie, I’m here in the kitchen. I got hungry.”

Jimin pouted as he held the bag of fried rice tightly. “But I already picked up food.” He strolled into the kitchen to see you already scarfing down some ramen. 

“I’m always down for fried rice. I’ll eat some after I finish this.”

Jimin pouted more, but poured a few spoonfuls of the rice into a bowl for him and a few for you.

“How’d the recording go?” You asked him taking a spoonful of your rice. 

Jimin groaned and swiped a hand through his hair, “An intern came in to help us add some beats, and then accidentally deleted everything we worked on. We tried to just take it out of the recycle bin, but apparently, things like that, just get straight up deleted. So now we have to start completely over from scratch.” “Aw, I’m sorry Minnie. How’d they even manage to do that?”

“Beats me, baby. How was your day?”

When you didn’t respond right away, he glanced up from his bowl and eyed you. You were suddenly pushing rice around your face, refusing to look at him. 

“____? What’s up?”

“Imayhavewentaheadandpaidformysister’sbullshitrentandthentoldallofthemtokissmyblackass.” You said in a rush. 

If Jimin hadn’t been paying close attention, he might’ve missed everything. 

“You paid?”

You nodded, meeting his eyes.  “And told them that if they wanted anything else from me, they would have to come find me. They humiliated me yesterday. I refuse to take anything else from them. So like I said, they can kiss my black ass.”

Jimin’s eyes were wide as he started clapping for you. Your face heated, but a smile was slowly spreading. 

“You should’ve seen the look on their face, Minnie. Priceless,” you laughed and then gasped as you remembered another detail. “And guess what else I did!”

“Middle finger?” “No, but I should have,” you said. “But I had printed out several companies that were hiring around my sister’s place, put it in an envelope, and chucked it at her face!”

“That’s not as badass as you think it is, love.”

“I will not hesitate to cut you off too, Park Jimin.”

#park jimin #jimin #jimin scenarios #bts jimin #namjoon #yoongi #jimin x reader #jimin fluff #jimin angst #jimin fanfic

[mstrickster]

What made Adam look at Charlie and say 'I want that one'? And vice versa for Charlie? What about Luis and Kenny?

Ok so for Adam, I know it would be Charlie's honesty and confidence. Charlie is never anything but himself. He won't sacrifice his morals and beliefs for anything. We've seen he needs proof before trusting someone. I feel like Adam is a people pleaser and at first he admired that about Charlie. However, as time went on his admiration turned to adoration and Adam fell.

I fully believe Charlie won't realize his feelings right away. Like he loves a lot of thing about Adam. The first thing was his smile. However, Charlie chalked everything up to Adam being his best friend. It actually takes Jesse to step in and go "Yeah that's not platonic." For Charlie to realize "oh shit I want Adam!"

For Luis, I feel like he also doesn't quite get what love is. He equates romantic love with attraction. Therefore, he doesn't recognize how much he values Kenny as a person. That is until Kenny and him start to hang out more, and Kenny becomes his best friend. Around the same time, Kenny is attracting others' attention. This leads to Luis being jealous about but not about Kenny getting attention, more that Kenny's attention isn't as much on him. Luis still tries to deny his feelings until like prom. When Luis finds out a romantic rival is planning on asking Kenny to prom. This resulted in Luis cornering him and asking him first. Kenny was unsure at first, but once Luis convinced him he was serious, Kenny gave him a warm smile and accepted the invite. And that moment was the "I want that one." For Luis.

Kenny fell for Luis first. He openly admits that. His moment was actually during the Goodwill Games. Kenny, Luis, and a couple of the other Ducks were hanging out at the beach. Kenny had wandered off a ways, and he was found by the Iceland team who beat him up. Luis heard Kenny cry out and sprinted to find him. And despite being half the size and weight of the Iceland crew, Luis stood in front of Kenny and raised his fists to fight them off. Kenny was so touched Luis would risk himself to protect Kenny. Luckily, Fulton and Portman came up before they could beat Kenny and Luis to a pulp. However, that night when Kenny and Luis tended to each others wounds, Kenny knew his feelings had changed.

#wudoza #kenny wu #luis mendoza #chadam #banksway #adam banks #charlie conway #anon answered #anon ask #I love my hockey idiots #mighty ducks asks

[blaintism]

what was the anti blaine prom queen post saying..

because he didn’t sit there and exist to support kurt’s every whim and instead was mildly uncomfortable when he saw kurt’s outfit. he should have fallen at kurt’s feet and told him he’s the most beautiful person alive instead of being WORRIED about being BEAT UP BADLY which HAS HAPPENED TO HIM BEFORE. how dare he have his own complex background he is ONLY an extension of kurt and should sacrifice all of his comfort and personhood for him. this would be my idea of a healthier relationship than this ABUSE where he is his own person.

as well apparently he didn’t make the correct facial expressions when the prom queen thing happened. apparently he looks like he’s “condescendingly saying i told you so.” now i’m autistic so facial expressions aren’t supposed to be my strong suit but there is NO WAY their bias isn’t absolutely influencing that. klaine antis are the goddamn worst facial expression interpreters.

apparently they’re also upset about what kurt is supposed to do when blaine is performing. just watch? as if that’s a real problem anyone would even have with it. oh no my boyfriend is singing and i’m watching his performance??? anyways these people are massive hypocrites because they say “blaine’s fans claim he’s so traumatized by his past experience but i doubt it” and then act like others are stupid for not thinking every look blaine ever gave kurt ruined his entire day.

btw this was posted by a blog entirely dedicated to hating on blaine. get some actual hobbies maybe just fucking ENJOY things instead of looking like a huge loser with the worst perception of media i’ve ever seen.

#ask #anonymous #this might be the angriest thing i’ve ever typed up and posted to tumblr dot com #but you’ve caught me in the middle of a LONG WEEK

[absolutely-not-my-main-blog]

Omg what parallels did you come up with for Buffy and Sunny (serious ones or not so serious lol)

*You fool, you just activated my trap card.jpeg*

They both initiated the growth of strange fungus on my brain and were able to instill the elusive brainrot within me.

Town named Sunnydale, show named Always Sunny, never actually all that sunny metaphorically speaking for those involved, jk, jk.

But yeah, the parallels are less *concrete*/plot related or anything-- though I'm sure I could find something in that respect if I were to try--and more just in terms of the effects both shows were able to have on me in a way nothing else has, and how unexpected those effects were. Because for about 8 years now, while other interests have come and gone despite me thinking "oh this is gonna be the one" before they fizzled out again, Buffy has consistently been the only thing that's really stuck with me, and I thought I'd never feel that way about anything else again... until Sunny came along.

(Advanced apologies for you here, this will not be concise or coherent)

And no one was more surprised than me at the outcome of both of these things, because I remember when I first started Buffy, the opening episodes aren't the strongest, and I kind of turned to my sister with a skeptical look like *bitch, you live like this.jpeg* "You watched all 7 seasons of this?" I mean, the mantis alone, hello? But now, this show is imprinted on my very being. You'd be hard pressed to have a conversation with me and not hear about Buffy at least once. And Sunny... my God, Sunny, I came into it expecting the worst of the worst, I told myself I was just gonna watch one (1) episode just to see how bad it is, and at first it really almost is a "so bad you can't look away" situation in a way, but then suddenly, suddenly it clicks and you go, no, no, this is... incredibly well made, and just as suddenly, it was infiltrating my conversations, my rambles, my every thought, just as strongly as Buffy ever had, and soon Buffy was sharing the override codes to rewiring my brain with a new contender, the one no one bet on.

And I think a lot of this effect crucially comes down to the innate way each show is able to balance the humour and the ridiculousness of their situations with the reality and distinct humanity of their characters, especially in the incorporation of little, at times almost mundane, details as well as the subversion of tropes you wouldn't usually expect within their respective genres that make everything else hit 1000x harder than their contemporaries. Blanking on all specific examples, but you know!

I mean, Buffy has a reputation as this cheesy, bad cgi, kind of silly supernatural monster of the week 90s teen show, and it is! It very much is! That's part of its appeal. It's fun, it's bizarre, but it's also razor sharp, layered in metaphors about growing up, about grief, about love and fear and life and death and sacrifice, both big and small, and it doesn't compromise one aspect for the other, they play off of and elevate each other to maximum effect. But even amidst all that, most importantly, at the heart of the show is the Scooby Gang themselves, (hey, they're both called the gang, I've connected the dots, am I right, fellas?), and how all these things have come to shape them and how they have come to shape each other, while also kind of being stuck in their own bubble where no one else can understand what they've been through. And the thing that really sets it apart is we get to see the potential of everything that was and could have been, we get to see the glimpses of their normal lives, or what their lives once were. We get to see what they lost, we get to see them lose, or at least feel it in the narrative, and we get to see bits of ourselves in them and how that informs their choices. We get to see a scared young girl who still keeps a little stuffed animal in her room, goes to the mall and just wants to be a cheerleader and go to prom, have a date with a nice boy, laugh with her friends and survive highschool in a non-supernatural sense, but whose predestined assigned role was always going to thrust her against her will into a horror show where she is forced to become something else. We get to see these little points of familiarity, and only then... do we get to see them all torn down.

I know there's some quote from Whedon floating around out there that goes something like, "If you don't have the small, the big doesn't matter." And he's right. It's these silly seeming little moments of reality amongst the chaos that make us care.

Because, yes, Whedon may be horrendous as a person and at times horrendous at continuity and follow through and whatever, but I think one thing he did understand was psychology and how to hit the audience where it hurts, especially utilizing humour in such a way it could either make you bust a gut, or it could gut you, and this is all in a way that doesn't necessarily translate as well to other projects he's been involved with like say, the MCU, where they had the big events, made the quips, but they didn't do the work of character development or the little moments before the events to make them anything more than hollow.

And I think RCG really understand this, too. Though, while Buffy is primarily a tragedy with elements of comedy, Sunny is obviously more a comedy with elements of tragedy. So Buffy gives us the moments of light in the darkness that have the ability to destroy you, and Sunny often gives us these moments of darkness in the light that have that very same ability if you start to think too much. The lines are very blurred genre wise in both cases actually.

Because Sunny, in its corner, meanwhile has a reputation as the haha funny terrible person meme who pooped the bed show, you know. And it is, too! There's nothing wrong with that! It's silly, it's out there, it's meant to be fun. But it's also biting satire with a knack for sitcom trope subversion like no other, and it's also genuinely the most intense and psychologically fascinating character study I have ever seen. They put so much thought into why these people are the way they are, why they do what they do, they throw in all these little details that seem innocuous or random but almost always turn out to mean so much more to the characters and their decisions as a whole. Unlike Buffy, we don't necessarily see on screen most of the events that have changed them in their formative years, but we see the lingering/haunting effect they carry into the present, trapping them in that same kind of bubble of their own, and it works just the same, if not better because being older and have more background behind them to build off of. Anyway, we see these terrible, egotistical, ridiculous people messing up the lives of others and themselves, but then they pull out the rug and we see a glimpse of these damaged kids who just wanted love from their parents, who grew up in circumstances that meant they almost never could have turned out any other way... could they? This whole thing of fate and circumstance and the traumas that shape us, and metaphors in monsters and in cats in walls and--

Uh where was I?

Shows that are funny, that are comforting, but on some level profoundly sad and more than meets the eye!

I think the main parallel between them is just how innocuous they seem to the casual outside observer. How none of this means anything if not seen firsthand, or how this looks like Charlie with the Pepe Silvia board, especially when I'm trying to tell the group chat that the Preying Mantis Sex Dungeon and the Magnum Condom for Danny Devito's monster dong shows are unrivaled feats of television writing and psychological prowess. Also how they're able to toe the line/bend their perceived genres in unexpected ways.

Also, Buffy is the show for growing up a loser and Sunny is the show for being grown up and still a loser (me-core).

And uuh, let's see *scrambling* people who associate with the Scooby Gang or the gang, both cases, they're probably gotta get their lives ruined/or end up dying. That's not my real parallel though.

I would be so interested in trying to find real, legit parallels in both shows though, because I'm 100% sure they exist. I saw someone say how Mac was Spike coded and yeah, I could totally see it. Dennis could be in a way, too, but Mac and Spike did both make sex dolls of the objects of their affection and let me tell you Mac + the lyrics to Spike's Rest in Peace, yeah. Anyway, been wanting to do a Buffy rewatch for ages, and Sunny is still at a good heightened stage of fixation for a rewatch as well. I know when I was initially drawing all my parallels, though, I had something better than this incoherent ramble because I was reading this mediocre book of Buffy essays at the time but there was one describing something about it where I was just like, whoa, that's just like Sunny 100% that's what's making me tick in both shows, and now I can't for the life of me find what it was, but a good disclaimer for that line of inquiry is I think this was the week I also had covid, can't recall.

#ask #long post #anmmbposts #btvs #iasip

[jinkieswouldyoulookatthis]

Point of No Return (5x18)

Okay, I saw someone comment on my post about Dean apologizing to Sam in Fallen Idols (5x05) that Dean's apology was negated into mere lip service because of what he did in episode 18 (also 8x06 and 8x23 but I'll address those two when I get to them on this rewatch).

Let's review exactly what Dean says to Sam in Point of No Return. But first, as a quick recap, Dean has said over and over that he is tired, that he just wants to stop fighting, but as Michael's sword/vessel, and a Winchester brother, he's not allowed to give up. Famine told him that he was already dead inside ffs, so he is in a bad headspace. Okay, so what happens in this episode?

Sam: What the hell, man? This is how it ends, you just walk out?

Dean: Yeah, I guess.

Sam: How could you do that?

Dean: How could I? All you've ever done is run away!

Sam: And I was wrong! every single time I did! Just, please, not now. Bobby is working on something.

Dean: Oh really? What?

Sam: ...

Dean: You got nothing and you know it.

Sam: You know I have to stop you.

Dean: Yeah well you can try. But just remember you're not all hopped up on demon blood this time.

Let's unpack that scene. Sam is upset that Dean ditched him and ran off. This is a reasonable thing to be upset about. Unfortunately, Sam has a history of doing exactly the same thing, something that massively triggers and has added to Dean's abandonment issues, so of course, Dean hurls that right back at Sam. It's not the mature thing to do, but it is a normal reaction given the fact that Dean just recently found out that all those times that Sam ran away, effectively shattering Dean's world? Yeah, those were the happiest times of Sam's life. Couple all that baggage with Dean not really being the most mature person and this becomes a much more understandable position for him to take. And the dig about the demon blood at the end there, that was more to remind Sam that Dean is fully capable of beating him in a fair fight, not so much about rubbing Sam's nose in his mistakes, although I'm sure that was a little part of it. Okay, let's jump to the next pertinent scene that starts with Dean once again stating that he is tired...

Dean: I'm tired, man. I'm tired of fighting who I'm supposed to be.

Sam: Well you think maybe you can take a half second and stop trying to sacrifice yourself for a change? Maybe we could actually stick together?

Dean: I don't think so.

Sam: Why not? Dean, seriously, tell me, I want to know.

Dean: I just, I don't believe.

Sam: In what?

Dean: In you. I mean I don't, I don't know whether it's going to be demon blood, or some other demon chick, or what, but I do know they are going to find a way to turn you.

Sam: So you're saying you don't think I'm strong enough?

Dean: You're angry, you're self-righteous, Lucifer's going to wear you to the prom, it's just a matter of time.

Sam: Don't say that to me, not you. Of all people.

Dean: I don't want to, but it's the truth. And when Satan takes you over, there's gotta be somebody there to fight him and it ain't gonna be that kid. So it's gotta be me.

Okay, so ouch, harsh. Should Dean have said this? Probably not like this, but it was also true. And this isn't just unfounded feelings either, Dean was sent to a near future reality where Sam did say yes to Lucifer and then killed Dean and destroyed the world. That was horrifying, like truly, terribly, horrifying. Then there is also the problem of the demon blood. And while Sam's relapse was the fault of Famine, you know who Dean likely really blames for it? I bet it's not actually Sam. Dean's entire worldview revolves around keeping his kid brother safe, but he can't protect Sam from that, and I would bet cold hard cashy money that Dean feels like Sam's relapse is actually Dean's own failure. It adds to the overall hopelessness he is drowning in. So while this wasn't a good way to express what he was feeling or thinking, he is expressing it, which is better than not talking about it, hiding it, lying about it, whatever. Okay, next scene...

Dean: Whoa, whoa, wait. You're going to take on five angels?

Castiel: Yes.

Dean: Isn't that suicide?

Castiel: Maybe it is, but then I won't have to watch you fail. Sorry, Dean. I don't have the same faith in you that Sam does.

I mention this one because it sets things into better perspective for Dean because the weird, nerdy angel verifies Sam's faith and trust in Dean. For Dean, that's not nothing. Okay, last scene...

Sam: So.

Dean: So what?

Sam: I saw your eyes. You were totally rocking the "yes" back there. So, what changed your mind?

Dean: Honestly? The damnedest thing. I mean the world's ending, the walls are coming down on us, I look over to you and all I can think about is "this stupid son-of-a-bitch brought me here." I just didn't want to let you down.

Sam: You didn't. You almost did, but you didn't.

Dean: I owe you an apology.

Sam: No, man, no you don't.

Dean: Just, let me say this. I don't know if it's being a big brother or what, but to me you've always been this snot-nosed kid that I've had to keep on the straight and narrow. I think we both know that that's not you anymore. I mean, hell, if you're grown up enough to find faith in me the least I can do is return the favor. So screw destiny, right in the face. I say we take the fight to them and do it our way.

Sam: Sounds good.

Hey, look at that! Another apology. Again, Dean doesn't make excuses for what he's done, he admits he was wrong, and gives Sam what he needs -- validation that he is deserving of Dean's trust and faith, even when Dean is struggling to do it. The fact that Dean fell back into his old way of thinking between ep 5 and ep 18 does not negate either apology. In the moment, he honestly means what he is saying and in between the moments he is trying to change. But change of this level isn't like simply flipping a switch in your mind. It's relearning how to relate to someone who has been so present in your life that you've patterned your entire identity around your relationship to them. That level of change is fucking hard. It takes persistent work and you will most likely backslide at times. Dean is a flawed guy, he is emotionally immature and repressed, but he is legitimately trying to do and be better. Sam is, for all of his own flaws, more emotionally mature. Ironically, this is because Sam had Dean to mother-hen him growing up, while Dean lost his mom when he was four and there was no one to step n and take on that role for him. Sam's life was no picnic, but he had Dean as a constant caring presence, something that Dean did not have. So even though Dean is older, there is a lot of stuff that Sam is further ahead on, which is why Sam accepts and seems to appreciate Dean's apologies.

Dean is not perfect, far from it, but he IS trying to be better, to do better. So is Sam. Our boys are trying.

"This is my family. I found it, all on my own. It's little, and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good." - Stitch

#spn 5x18 #dean winchester #sam winchester

[peppermintfeather]

Parody of “Alyssa Greene” from The Prom. I can’t help it that “Greene” rhymes with “Cethleann.” The original song talks about pressure that the title girl feels from her mother to be perfect, and Flayn undoubtedly feels similar pressure from her own family dynamic to uphold a certain image and conceal who she truly is. 

So this is Flayn, on the pressure of hiding her true identity and expressing her desire to be a “normal” girl. 

The hair has to be perfect To hide your pointed ears You have to stay within arm’s reach To abate all his fears Go to the monastery and make sure your statue’s clean  Endless rules apply when your name is Cethleann 

Daughters have to be sheltered And called your younger sis Build a whole competition  If you say you want fish  Your dad’s made sacrifices so you cannot make a scene Causе it's do or die when your name is Cethleann

And you wish there was a world where you were simply free to be When people see Saint Cethleann, you can point and say that’s me  Perhaps in this new lifetime you won’t have to be so brave Need not be saved It’s more than fish that I truly crave

Remember what is at stake So you must not act in vain Oh what on earth is a Seteth And what on earth’s a Flayn?  Just have everything perfected And look like you’re seventeen  Don't ask how or why when your name is Cethleann

Improve all of your strong points And hide things that you lack Your father wants you perfect Since mother can’t come back

You're not a saint You’re not a student You're someone in between Your whole life's a lie when your name is Cethleann

#fire emblem three houses #flayn #flayn fire emblem #fe3h #fire emblem #saint cethleann #cethleann #peppersings

[perfectlullabies]

the 6 character thing but with the rolling stones + mick t

do the sexy love™ with - oh i am sorry but absolutely none of them :/ sacrifice myself for - charlie watts, a sweetheart kick - ronnie, i don't like u mister. i don't actually know much abt him but i don't like him ok. take to prom - mick jagger, he'd dance so i don't have to. i can take mick taylor to prom as well, wouldn't hurt. girlies would love his hair abandon in jurassic park - bill wyman, i hope my beloved velociraptors get his ass push off a bridge - keith, just for the laughs

[shoutaaizawas]

↳ keigo takami x fem!reader → ❝shiny things❞

summary: hawks has more bird-like tendencies than you initially thought. he likes to present you with odd items as gifts and finally you figure out why word count: 2,406 tags/warnings: fluff, hawks being a bird a/n: uhh i don’t know i love the bird man

sequel “preening”

masterlist

Dating Hawks was unusual for a list of reasons. He was a pro hero so that meant he was very busy, in the public eye, and couldn’t tell you everything. Then there was the way Hawks had been raised. After a while of dating, he trusted you enough to open up and tell you about his childhood. It shed a lot of light on the things he did in your relationship. But perhaps the least expected thing was his bird-like habits.

It wasn’t unusual for people with animal-like quirks the show similar traits to said animal. Selkie and Gang Orca came to mind although they looked more like their animal counterparts than Hawks did. Perhaps that was why you didn’t expect it from him.

At first, you thought he was joking. You had been dating for a while enough to know each other well enough to start to develop feelings. Hawks flew in to meet you for a coffee date in between work. The wind-blown hair and charming smile always made your heart skip a beat.

“Look what I found.” He said, his tone of voice sounded like an excited kid. He held out his hand present the shiny blue marble. You glanced up at him wondering if he was joking but he looked happy to present this offering. The last thing you wanted to do was hurt his feelings even if you didn’t quite understand.

“Wow, where’d you find this?” You asked taking it and holding it up in the light to examine it.

“I found it on patrol.” He said. “It was shining in the light and caught my eye. Don’t worry I washed it off.” He reassured. That almost made you laugh.

“It’s pretty.” You said. That wasn’t a lie, in its own way it was pretty but you could honestly say you had never met someone over the age of ten present a marble with such excitement.

“It’s for you.” He said with a smile that melted your heart. The sentiment wasn’t lost on you even if you were trying to wrap your head around it.

“Thank you, you’re too sweet.” You told him before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

The next time that happened you were more prepared for it. It was a perfect day, the sky was clear, and the weather cool. The salty breeze from the ocean filled the air around you as you walked hand in hand with your boyfriend. The sun was sinking into the horizon leaving a beautiful sunset.

Hawks spotted something, his eyes widening as he let go of your hand and rushed forward. He leaned down picking up something from the ground. Brushing it off he stood and returned to your side.

“Look!” He said in an excited voice holding his open hand up to you. You smiled at the way his wings fluttered in excitement behind him.

“What is it?” You asked putting one hand underneath his as you looked. There was a small shiny green object, it almost looked like a rock.

“It’s a piece of sea glass! It’s normal glass that ends up in the ocean, it takes like fifty years of tumbling around in the water to look like this.” He said. Looking at it, it was pretty. The frosted texture was unique you realized as you picked it up. He closed your hand over it. “Keep it.” He smiled.

You smiled at him sliding the sea glass in your pocket for safekeeping. This wasn’t the last time that he gave you an odd gift with a genuine spirit. You always smiled when he presented the items with pride and excitement, his feathers puffed up.

It was a night that you were spending with Hawks at his fancy apartment when things started to make more sense. You had made him dinner and were enjoying a bottle of wine now.

Hawks wasn’t a drinker but since you met him you had gotten him to like wine. It wasn’t unusual for you to share a bottle. It always amused you the pink tint on his cheeks and how relaxed he got.

The view from Hawks balcony was nice, a perfect city skyline. The love seat there was comfy and so was your position resting against Hawks, one of his winds draped around you keeping you close and protecting you from the cold night. The candles lit around you gave off a dim glow.

You looked at your empty glass and his. As much as you didn’t want to get up you did want more wine so you would have to sacrifice your comfort for a moment.

“Let me get you more.” You said taking his glass in your hand before standing up. He made a noise of complaint at the loss of contact.

“I can get it.” He said. You leaned forward pressing a kiss against his lips, your free hand grazing his cheek.

“Let me, relax here. I’ll be right back.” You said before walking into the apartment. You entered his nice kitchen grabbing the bottle on the counter. There was enough for one glass. You looked at the full bottle on the counter. It wouldn’t hurt to open up another, you could always save the rest if you didn’t finish it.

Opening a drawer you looked for the wine opener. This one had normal utensils in it. The one below it had towels. It was the third drawer down that was odd.

It was full of random items, rocks, stray earrings, buttons, and other odds and ends. It wasn’t your usual junk drawer. All of the items had a certain shine to them. Your mind was immediately pulled to the random things Hawks had presented to you so happily.

You let out a small gasp as it all clicked. He was a bird. Well, not literally but it seemed he shared more traits with the animal than you had originally guessed. Looking at all the items you knew that he cared for them enough to keep them in his house.

A smile met your lips thinking about how excited he always was as he handed you the shiny thing he had found. It was so sweet that he gave them to you instead of keeping it for his own collection. Had he even been keeping anything for himself since he met you?

Your heart felt full as you closed the drawer and looked for the wine opener. Hawks was already so sweet and somehow this odd quirk of his added on to it.

Returning to the balcony you sat down next to him handing him his glass before pulling him in for a deep kiss. Your free hand tangled in his feathers and you could feel him sigh against your lips.

“What was that for?” He questioned pulling back with pink cheeks and a content smirk.

“Nothing, I just really like you.” You smiled.

“Well, I really like you too.” He said before pulling you in for another kiss.

“So I gave her this shiny rock and she was so happy, I love the way she smiles when I give her stuff.” Hawks gushed about you to Mirko often. The rabbit hero was patient in listening to him but would often roll her eyes at how head over heels he was.

“Wait, so you’re telling me the kind of gifts you’ve been giving her are shiny rocks and marbles?” She questioned. “Please don’t tell me you’ve stolen french fries from tourists to give to her.” Hawks gave her a questioning look.

“I always give her the shiny stuff I find now.” He said.

“And she hasn’t dumped you?” She questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Wow, she must really like like you.”

“What do you mean?”

“A lot of girls like shiny things but they usually prefer bracelets, necklaces, rings, or even cars if you’re really trying to spoiler her. Maybe a designer pair of shoes or a purse.” She said thoughtfully. “Most girls would have left by now if they were given shiny debris from their boyfriend.”

Hawks stood there frozen trying to process what she was saying.

“Trust me, I get it, Hawks. The animal tendencies can be strong but you have to recognize them and adjust. Find a way to fill that urge but in a way that your partner will appreciate more.”

“I didn’t even realize it.” Hawks said in a quiet voice. “Oh no she’s probably hated all the stuff I’ve been giving her and has just been nice to me.” He groaned.

Mirko patted him on the shoulder.

“Happens to the best of us. I nibbled on my first crushes sleeve. There are some things you’ll never forget how embarrassing they were.” She sighed, staring off in her memory.

“That’s rough.” Hawks said. “I’m just glad you told me before she got too weirded out. I really like her, I don’t want to ruin it with her.”

“That’s what friends are for to help you with your blind spots.” She explained. “And Hawks, if she stuck around this long I don’t think you’re scaring her off with shiny marbles.” She teased.

Hawks felt so embarrassed. He had no relationship experience. His childhood had not been a normal one, he didn’t go to middle school or high school. He didn’t go on awkward dates or take someone to prom. It was uncharted territory. He never even intended on dating anyone his life was too complicated then he met you and every excuse he had to date someone was out the window.

He had to make it up to you, he had to explain himself but he was trying to figure out the best way to do that. He recalled you telling him a story about earrings that you had really wanted to buy once at a boutique on vacation but you had ended up not buying them for one reason or another. He had made note of that hoping to look for one similar to what you described but hadn’t gotten around to it.

Now was finally his time, surprisingly it wasn’t that hard to find something that matched your description. He hoped it was close enough for you. Hawks texted you asking if he could come over tonight when you were home and you agreed.

After patrol, he picked up your favorite take out and headed over to your place. He landed on the balcony walking in as you told him he could. You sat on the couch wearing a cute pair of sweatpants and a sweater.

“Hey, babe.” You said standing up and walking over to him, greeting him with a kiss.

“Hey, little bird.” He said returning the kiss.

“Is that what I think it is?” You questioned.

“Your favorite.” He smiled. The two of you sat down at the couch opening up the bag of food and digging in.

“What’s the special occasion?” You asked as you finished up your food.

“I wanted to talk.” He answered, immediately he saw you face drop. “Nothing bad, I promise.”

“Oh.” You sighed in relief.

“Actually I wanted to apologize.” He started, his wings looked tense.

“For what?” You asked with a raised eyebrow.

“The gifts I’ve given you, my friend pointed out that they’re weird and not something you should give your girlfriend.

“Hawks-” You tried to interrupt but he continued.

“I’m sorry, it’s just something I’ve done since I was a kid. I see something shiny and I take it, I’ve had a collection forever and I don’t know I never questioned it until Mirko pointed it out. I just would always get so excited when I saw stuff I kept it. When I started dating you I’d see something and I would think this is so pretty I have to share it with her, I don’t want to keep it to myself-”

“Hawks.” You said taking his hand in yours. “Don’t apologize. Look.”

He watched as you leaned to your coffee table grabbing the small box on it and setting it in between the two of you. Opening it he realized it was full of all the things he had given you.

“I’ll admit I was a little confused at first but even then I saw how happy you were and it was so cute. How could I deny or be upset about you giving me something that made you so happy.” You explained, brushing your hand over the piece of sea glass he gave you. “Eventually I figured it out, I saw the drawer at your place and I put it together. Honestly, the fact that you gave me these means far more than expensive jewelry would mean to me.”

Hawks stared at you in disbelief. How had he ever found someone as amazing as you? He fought the tears that threatened to well up in his eyes. You had understood him without him ever having to explain.

“Actually, I just remembered.” You said standing up and moving to your purse by the door. You looked through it for a moment before finding what you were looking for. Sitting down you held your hand out presenting a shiny vintage key. “I saw this today at a little store I stopped at on my break. I don’t know if it will fit into your collection but-”

Before you could even finish your sentence Hawks had nearly tackled you into a kiss. His arms wrapped around you pulling you close as his wings fluttered. He pulled back looking into your eyes.

“I love you.” The words came out before he could stop them. He already felt so much for you but this had pushed it over the edge.

“Keigo, I-I love you too.” You returned not expecting anything that had just happened.

“I got you a gift, a proper gift this time.” He said reaching into his pocket. “The earrings you talked about, I hope they are close enough to the ones you wanted.”

“Keigo, they’re perfect.” You said pulling him in for another kiss. “Thank you.”

Hawks was more than just a pretty face and you had seen through that. Getting to know him, the real him, not the person the media presented or the child that had been raised into a weapon, was something you had enjoyed. Not only did you get to know the real Hawks but you had fallen deeply in love with him, bird traits, and all.

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#hawks x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #keigo takami x reader #keigo x reader #bnha #mha #hawks #keigo takami #my writing #had to repost because it didnt go in the tags smh

[dasywritingblog]

CRUSH AT THE PREMIER

Scarlett Johansson x reader

Words: 2356

SCARLETT P.O.V.

I'm driving to a caffe down the street to meet up with my longest time best friend (y/n) and as usual I forgot my phone, why everytime I have to meet with (y/n) I get so nervous and forget even my name? Well maybe it is because I have a major crush on her since, how can I say it, well forever probably is the word I'm searching for.

Waking up from my thoughts I park the car and rush to the enter where I see (y/n) impatiently checking her phone.

(Y/N): Where the hell were you? I called you something like five times I thought you were dead!

She says hugging me, I chuckle nervously and hug her back.

SCARLETT: I may or may not have forgotten my phone at home, but anyway is nice to see you too miss finesse.

(Y/N): Oh come on Scarly don't turn into a good girl now.

I blush at this statement and try to hide it laughing and pushing her throward the door.

SCARLETT: Take that fine ass of yours inside I need for my coffee.

(Y/N): Yes ma'am!

We sit at a table and we start talking about what happened in the past month since we didnt have much time to hang up cause we have been super busy with work. I told her everything I could about what happened on the set of Avengers Endgame: funny story, some bloopers and some spoilers as well, but nothing too big since neither I know whats going on in that movie, yep Marvel is very good at keeping secrets.

(Y/N): When is the premier Scarly?

SCARLETT: Tomorrow night and actually I wanted to ask you something about that

My hands got sweaty and I started to panic. What if she says no or she finds out I'm in love with her? Scarlett Ingrid Johansson, you take a breath and ask your best friend and crush to go to the premier with you whether you want it or not! I probably get lost in my thoughts for a while since (y/n/n) is waving her hand in front of my face.

(Y/N): Hellooo? Land to Scarlett, are you here?

SCARLETT: Yeah, sorry I...I zoned out for a sec.

(Y/N): I noticed. Scarly now please answer me sincerely, are you ok?

I frowned at her question.

(Y/N): Don't look at me with that face, you can fool anyone but not me. You've been weird since you arrived today, then you want to ask me something and zone out. This is not you, whats going on?

I take a deep breath trying to gain time.

SCARLETT: Im fine (y/n/n), just a little bit stressed for the premier tomorrow. You know it'll be the first time I'll be there alone and I guess this is stressing me out

(Y/N): Awww don't worry Scarly you'll be amazing as always.- she says taking my hands in hers smiling at me- You're the strongest woman I've ever met and I'm sure that walking on a red carpet alone is not gonna break you down.

I blush at her words and lower my head shaking it a bit.

SCARLETT: The problem is not standing alone on the red carpet, the problem is the presss questions and the scandal that not having a partner for this event is gonna create.

Her smile dropped. She understands what I mean and she knows how much I got stressed when the press spread fake gossip about me.

(Y/N): Well I'm sure we can find someone inclined to accompany you or...

I raised my head at her or and saw the fear and embarrassment on her face. I dont know what happened to me at that moment, but suddenly I felt super confident and the words came out of my mind without me noticing.

SCARLETT: Or you can come with me as my date.

My eyes widened as soon as I realized what I said and I started to panic even more. I try to focus on the bright side of this thing but right now I can't care less about the fact that I practically confessed to my crush, I'm too scared of her reaction. My train of thoughts and paranoia stop rushing when I hear (y/n) laughing.

(Y/N): Your face is sooo funny! Seems like youve seen a ghost!

I try to force out a laugh but it dies in my throat before it can even get out of my mouth so I limit myself at smiling.

(Y/N): You know I wasn't thinking about me when I proposed another option right Scarly?

I nod sadly.

(Y/N): I was thinking about that Colin Jost... But if you want me to be there with you I'll cancel my date night with my couch and Netflix and come with you!

SCARLETT: Really?

My eyes lit up when she agreed to come to the premier as my date. I was so excited and happy as if a burden had been lifted from my shoulder. I jump out of my seat and hug her tight.

SCARLETT: Thank you, thank you, thank you!

(Y/N): Yeah, but don't get too excited I'll only do that in order to see the movie before anyone else.

I stop hugging her and go back to my seat putting on a childish pout and faking to be offended by her statement.

SCARLETT: For what you said you'll have to choose the dress on your own and come to pick me up tomorrow at 5pm.

(Y/N): No no no no. I was joking, girl, chill down! I obviously agreed to come cause youre my best friend and I don't want to let you go alone.- she said scratching the back of her head in facking embarasmen- Now please help me pick a dress!

I burst out laughing at her begging and she joined me soon.

SCARLETT: Ok (y/n/n) well go pick a dress now, but please learn how to plead cause you suck!

We get out of the caffe laughing and wondering about what will happen tomorrow night like two girls going nuts the day before the prom.

TIME SKIP TO THE RED CARPET

I'm walking side by side with (y/n) down the red carpet and I've never felt more powerful in my whole life. For the first time I'm standing in front of the press, journalist, photographer and I don't care about what they're saying and what they'll say tomorrow.

Down the path we stop for some photos and interviews. And I noticed (y/n) tensing and shaking when people ask her questions. Without thinking too much about it I hold her hand rubbing my thumb over the back of it trying to calm her down.

SCARLETT: If it's too much for you I can take you inside the theatre and come back out here alone.- I whisper in her ear.

(Y/N): No it's ok, I'm a little bit overwhelmed but I'll be fine. Just can you hold my hand?

SCARLETT: Sure thing hon, everything for you.

I see her blushing and that makes me smile.

We are now in the theatre and the movies have been going for a while already when I realize that the scene of Natasha's sacrifice is coming up. I shift in my seat trying to get comfortable and ease the stress. I know this scene would come, I mean I shoot it, but it's sad anyway cause after I played Natasha Romanoff for 10 years I can say that she is part of me now.

As soon as the Widow jumps down the cliff the theatre is filled with gasp and sob. Every member of the cast looked at me shocked since no one except Jeremy knew that. Robert, who was sitting at my left lean near me.

ROBERT: You hide it to us for all this time?

SCARLETT: Feige's order.

I hear a sob coming from the person at my right, so I turn around to see (y/n) crying in her seat. That view makes my heart clench, she is so beautiful and precious even with tears rolling down her cheek. I stare at her for a while before she notices and grabs my hand holding it tight in search of comfort. When our hands touch I feel my stomach flutter and my heart skip a beat, we stare at each other's eyes and without realizing we both start to lean in closer without breaking eye contact. My heart was beating so fast and my mind was wandering freely imagining how could (y/n) lips would feel against mine.

Our magic moment was interrupted by a flash coming from the screen we woke up from our state of trance and back off blushing in embarrassment.

TIME SKIP TO EVANSS PARTY

(Y/N) P.O.V.

Me and Scarly are at a party hosted by the one and only Chris Evans. I've lost Scarlett in the crowd so I make my way to go get another drink. If I have to be totally honest I lost count of how many shots I've had, but drinking helps me forget about the problem and right now I have a big problem to take off my mind.

I still can't believe that me and Scarlet had almost kissed each other early in the theatre, but most importantly I can't believe I want it to happen again! She is my best friend and I shouldn't have those thoughts about her. I shouldn't wish to kiss her, but here I am.

The night went on with Scarlett chatting with her cast members and me drinking shot after shot till I practically passed out on someone which at the moment I don't remember the name, my head hurt too much for thinking. I slurred an "I'm sorry" while trying to get back on my feet.

BRIE: Here let me help, youre too drunk to stand alone.- she said while helping me stand still.

(Y/N): I'm not - hiccup- that dwunk -hiccup.

BRIE: Yeah and I'm a member of the Queen.

I stare at her for a while.

(Y/N): Ohhh, that's why you seemed familiar!

BRIE: Ermmm ok. Are you here with someone?

I pointed to Scarlet who was talking to some girl and that view made me jealous. She is mine! The girl member of the Queen walked me to Scarlett and whispered something to her. After that my bestie excused herself from the girl she was talking to and rushed to me. We walked out the house where the party was going on in silence and got in the car where I passed out.

I wake up at Scarlett shaking me violently.

SCARLET: We are here but I need you awake I can't pick you up with this stupid heels.

I nodded and focused my attention on keeping my eyes open. Scarlet helped me get out of the car and walk to the door where she made me lean against the wall while she searched for the key. We finally got inside the house, I threw my purse on the floor and leaned on a table falling asleep.

SCARLETT: No that's not the bed hun come on, we have to take you upstairs then you can sleep I promise.

She struggles at makinkin me stit up since I'm not cooperating much, but I'm too tired to move or even think. I look at Scarlett and notice that she is standing between my legs while Im still sitting over the table. In this way I was way more taller than her so I managed to look at her and notice how embarrassed and frustrated she is right now. I lost myself in her beautiful eyes for the second time in a day and before I even noticed we were leaning in eachother again.

SCARLETT: Fuck this!

Her lips crushed on mine in a very passionate and loving kiss which I gladly responded to. Its amazing, our lips complete each other like two pieces of the same puzzle. I lost myself in those kisses and I didn't even notice that Scarlett had picked me up and she is trying to walk to the staircase without interrupting our magical kiss.

Eventually our lips came apart and as if nothing happened she took me up to a room and put me to bed pecking my lips before I passed out definitely.

TIME SKIP TO THE NEXT MORNING

I stir and roll in the bed trying to remember what happened last night. I wake up and look around noticing that this is NOT my room. I sit up quickly causing my head to hurt and I notice a glass of water with some pills near it and a post-it on the nightstand. I pick the note and read it:

"I got you some pills and water, they'll help with your hangover. There are some of my clothes on the chair put them on then come downstairs I'm doing pancakes

-Scarly❤"

I start to get dressed trying to recall at my mind what happened after the party when something hit me. ME AND SCARLETT KISSED!

I fall on the floor tripping over the bed sheet, I stand up again and start going downstairs rubbing my sore back. When I entered the kitchen I saw Scarly focused on not burning the pancake. I walked behind her, slid my hand around her waist, hugging her and kissing her cheek.

(Y/N): Morning love.

SCARLETT: Look who decided to wake up!- she said kissing my lips- How are you feeling?

(Y/N): Me good, my ass not much since I fell on the floor.

We burst laughing and sit at the table starting to eat breakfast without the need to talk about what happened last night cause both of us know that we wanted it for a long time.

Love you you all and be safe

Dasy 🥰

#scarlett johansson x reader #the avengers #marvel #girls who like girls #actor x reader

[thetaoofbetty]

i'm putting your ask under the cut since it was pretty long, doll 💜

You make a good point about the writers portraying the women in a bad light.—excuse me, i'm just going to sit here and have war flashbacks about all the hell i caught for agreeing with someone who made the observation that pretty much all the stories for the women in s4 served the men in their lives.

it's not that i think that their stories shouldn't intersect or serve the plot (and each other when needed) as a whole, it's that the shift seemed more obvious at the time compared to what came before it.

(i'm also not a fan of the "strong female needs no man" thing that a lot of people ascribe to, tbh, so it's definitely not that for me either. no woman is an island and it's never quite portrayed as a punishment but she very often sacrifices her love for something else, doesn't she? no thanks from me)

I would argue they are all portrayed in a bad light, and the fandoms perception of flawed women is just different to the flawed men. It’s the internalized misogyny.—for sure, they're all portrayed as flawed humans (mostly) but the flaws of men are often equated with a certain amount of grace and humanness that isn't afforded to women.

(this isn't a riverdale thing, this is an everywhere thing. i can't tell you how many times i've seen the same thing in every fandom i've been in. if the man is dramatic, oh he's a baby boy, he's just got *~emotions~*. if the woman is, god, she's just a whiny bitch. if the woman represses her feelings, she's a cold, unfeeling bitch. if the man does, they want to know who hurt him and give him a hug. and so on and so forth. and god help the woman if the male is a fan favorite)

betty's sins have been amplified a lot over the years, up to and including being accused of things she's never done, the good things she's done being ignored, and "needing to be held accountable" (by parts of the fandom? she's fictional?? make it make sense) in ways that no one else is (past, present, and future. i cannot express how little of a fuck i give about fbi crimes she commits in a show where it's been 2021 for 7 or 8 years. of all the lanes to pick, coming down on betty for that when there are plenty of other characters doing plenty of other shitty things is fairly transparent at times).

(and sure, people come at me for that but i don't care, i think it's been decently clear that i don't really pick at any of the mains for the shit they do in any serious manner. baffled, maybe. a few shitposts here or there, sure. mostly i'm impressed by the total lack of dedication to continuity in any way)

Was Betty’s “consequences ” for cheating that much different than Archie’s? Both were handled terribly I’ll give you that. 🙄 Both lost their significant others. And both eventually lost their friendships.—i agree and disagree, i think. if i had a riverdollar for every time i've been told that betty didn't apologize to jughead for kissing archie, i could probably put a down payment on a glamerge egg.

you know who didn't apologize when he told veronica? archie. he also used what he did as way to stop veronica from making long term choices regarding their future and the show tried to portray it as a noble choice instead of being like, "hey, ruining your girlfriend's senior prom is a dick move, actually. maybe wait a few hours?"

he also was going to drop a bomb on jughead 5 minutes before leaving because he felt guilty. great, he should have felt guilty but it wasn't his place. people have totally rewritten 4x18 to make archie this sort of guileless guy who was just confused and going through it.

pass.

not to mention the veronica erasure that happens in an effort to excuse archie for whatever it is he's doing. or the erasure of her in general? wildly annoying.

the point of the above is that, yes, they both lost their significant others but archie didn't pay for it nearly as much in other ways, including time jump friendships. it was presented as it being his choice with veronica as the sacrifice. and he still got to kiss his girl goodbye and get a pat on the back from his best friend.

that's not even including how s5 veronica said it was in the past and that they should move on (after the whole fwb thing) and betty got the voicemail™ reminding her of her sins after almost reconnecting with jughead platonically.

sure. platonically. ha.

But the fandom crucified Betty for it, it was outrageous. Could the show do a better job of showing these consequences equally? Yes! Or even give these women a break? Yes! But the reaction from fans was over the top internalized misogyny in my opinion.—you really only need to look at what the focus was last night after the episode and this morning to see that the pick me energy is strong with some people in fandom.

between that and that one troll who speaks very specifically and literally by believing everything they read on twitter who is obsessed with a handful of bughead blogs, i am very glad i was busy this morning and afternoon.

As a result Betty gets called a psycho murderer liar and when Jughead unleashes on her in a voice mail five years later and calls her names, and accuses her of being the very thing she’s terrified of just to hurt her, he gets a pass from the fandom!!! The mixed reaction to that voice Mail was gross. She didn’t deserve that from Jughead, but people still want to see Betty burn.—to be fair, a lot of that stuff comes from one corner of the fandom who is both loud and prolific at being terminally online with their bad takes. it does trickle down when they spam blogs with asks about it and then it goes on from there.

i didn't think the voicemail was warranted but it had to be bad enough for her not to reach out to him so i understand it. it's also a reflection of the consequences for his choices. we can talk about how he lived with and was dating another girl but let's be honest: he wanted to see betty again for a reason. he lashed out when she canceled on him because he was hurt and disappointed. her cutting off communication was his consequence (that and the rabies) for what he did and her losing her relationship with him after high school was hers.

and yeah, there are people who hate betty and can't get over something she did in high school at 18. that's fine. but they also seem to think that we're bad people for not agreeing with them and that's where i think that speaks loudly on their character, not betty's.💜

#besos! #anonymous #anti b*rchie #rd negativity #fandom discourse #long post #no really #avoid it #pass go #collect $200 #etc etc