#this is liam @ bobby after their fight

[ryanatwoodenthusiast]

doafp s3

okay so this post gave me an idea about doafp if it had been continued

okay so in an interview (i can't find it rn) ilana peña said that if there had been a season 3 it would have had a time skip so that elena was in freshman year but tbh i don't like that idea so much bc it ended on the cliffhanger about student rep elections and that should be followed up on and anyway that would have probably been because the cast was older than the characters but i mean the show's been cancelled so that doesn't matter

elena's plot: elena and emilio would have become student rep together. they'd make a great team and elena would learn a lot about letting someone else take control (okay she already learned that in the s2 group project episode but still). her and emilio would start a romance. maybe they'd work out, maybe they'd notice they work better as friends. she'd definitely have more moments with sasha, jessie and melissa.

bobby's plot: dating cj but still having feelings for liam. near the end of the season he'd break up with cj and the season would end with a rain scene fight/confession with liam

gabi's plot: this is what inspired this whole post - at the beginning of the season, her and sam would take a trip just the two of them and cami would look after bobby and elena. on the trip, sam would propose and gabi would have complicated feelings about it. she'd say she needs time to think about it and he'd be hurt but would understand. she then says yes but doesn't know how to tell the kids. she tells cami but tries to keep it a secret from bobby and elena. they would find out accidentally, like in season 1 when they both saw gabi and sam and they wouldn't mind the marriage thing but they, or at least elena, would be hurt she didn't tell them. but they would need some time to process it and they wouldn't be completely okay with it. now i had another idea. and that is that gabi's mom dies. and it's a day before the wedding. so gabi calls the wedding off. and that all happens in the season finale

#doafp #diary of a future president

[runthepockets]

Shameless characters with the aux:

Fiona: lotta standard top 50s 2010s shit. She doesn't have time for music. Probably likes 50 Cent, Ke$ha, Outkast, Rihanna, Britney Spears, Nelly Furtado, Jasoooooooon Dureeeellooooo, and of course Kanye. Arctic Monkeys for when she wants guitar music.

Lip: definitely a Post Punk Revival / Alt Rock guy, he's so horny and angsty. Lotta Interpol and The Strokes, some Kings of Leon, Queens of the Stone Age, maybe a little Psychadelic Rock too. Fucks with William Crooks and Kendrick Lamar the most as far as rappers go.

Ian: lotta guitar driven Shoegaze & Noise Rock, some Queercore, maybe some Post-Hardcore & Melodic Hardcore after being besties with Mandy Milkovich for so long. Title Fight, Fleshwater, Black Eyes, Limp Wrist, Lightning Bolt, Midori, Loathe, shit like that. Arguably the one in the family who likes music the most due to being a poor gay kid with no outlet outside of violence.

Debbie: Influenced by a lot of her older sibling's tastes and it shows. Lots of little sister pop and girly Hip Hop and a little Screamo / Punk. Avril, Paramore, No Doubt, Ting Tings, Blind Girls, P!nk, Bratmobile, 7 Year Bitch, Lizzo, Megan Thee Stallion, and Rico Nasty.

Carl: Hip Hop and (diet) Metal mostly. Eminem, Hollywood Undead, Trivium, Suicide Silence, I Declare War, Korn, Slipknot, Tyga, Pop Smoke, Lil Durk, T.I., Relaye, Nas, Bobby Shmurda, Chief Keef, Tupac. Your standard angry / horny / macho shit with a little dash of angst.

Liam: is genuinely pretty ok with everything being he's from a family full of white people, but has a clear bias towards Ambient and R&B. Panchiko, Aphex Twin, Brian Eno, Akira Yamaoka, The Floaters, Isley Brothers, 112, J.O.E., Mos Def, and the Roots. World's chillest 11 year old.

Kevin: Mac Miller, J.I.D, J. Cole, Drake, ODB, Kid Cudi, maybe some Sublime, Foo Fighters, Nirvana, and Smashing Pumpkins? I can see him being a relatively in touch dad but a dad nonetheless.

Veronica: Lot of Aaliyah, TLC, Kanye, Tribe Called Quest (especially when her daughters are around), Fugees, Erykah Badu, Lil Kim, Noname, Mary J. Blige. Lotta Pharrell too cus she thinks he's sexy. Standard cute mom / badass big sister jams.

Mickey: Definitely a -core guy. Would prob bump a lot of Crust Punk too. Emmure, Hatebreed, Pain of Truth, Sunami, No Retreat, Pig Destroyer, Cryptopsy, fluoride, Extreme Noise Terror, and of course Slipknot. He also really rocks with Kesha but he's super embarrassed about it.

Mandy: Despite the cast being full of deeply traumatized and pissed off individuals Mandy Milkovich is really the only one I can see being an emo girl (she certainly dresses the part and has the backstory for it.) She'd like a lot of Screamo and Post-Hardcore tbh. Blind Girls (she's definitely the reason Debbie fucks with them), Deftones, BMTH, Flyleaf, Damones, Kittie, Fleshwater (she got Ian into them), fluoride (Mickey got her into them), and Envy. Outside of that she probably fucks with Hole.

Frank: why the fuck would you let him in your car.

[gollygeedash]

Hands you all more Gollyville doodles: -Tiny Bobby with a BIG BURGER, Ginger and Jee, Julien and Ludwig, Simon after he escaped the hospital, Mash (Mason and Mish fusion which didn’t actually happen in Gollyville), Mason and Liam, Mall AU Alynne boops a sticker onto Liam’s nose, human!Chad and Finnegan, and more Mall AU Alynne and Liam. -I made a relationship chart for Alynne to put on Art Fight! Alynne with Liam, AU2 Alynne and Liam, AU3 Liam and Alynne, Gollyville Alynne and Mason, then Vi with Alynne and Ellie!

#Gollyville #OCs #Mash #AU Mason #AU Alynne #Chad #Finnegan #Friends OCs #Liam #The Bobbies #Ginger #Jee #Julien #Ludwig #Simon #Vi #Ellie

[ledenews]

Wheeling Nailers Knock Off Komets in Preseason Opener

The Wheeling Nailers gave their fans a lot to be excited about for the 2022-23 season, as they put forth a terrific performance in their preseason opener. Wheeling got goals from six different players, including Wheeling native Peter Laviolette III, and also got 39 saves from their two goaltenders to knock off the Fort Wayne Komets, 6-3 at WesBanco Arena. The Nailers brought some good pace to the first period, and were able to open the scoring by utilizing their speed. Jason Horvath tossed a lead pass ahead to Griffin Lunn, who broke away from the defense, and sniped a shot into the top-right corner of the net. The opening stanza also featured a fight, as Peter Laviolette III stuck up for a teammate and threw down the gloves with Tristan Pelletier. Laviolette showcased another aspect of his game in the middle frame, as he extended Wheeling's lead. While the Nailers were playing shorthanded, Peter broke up a play in the defensive zone, then poked the puck ahead to himself for a breakaway, which he converted, as he tucked a forehand shot through Rylan Toth's legs. Fort Wayne got on the scoreboard a few minutes later, when Aiden Jamieson threw in a wrist shot from the left point. The start of the third period was all Wheeling. 38 seconds in, Cédric Desruisseaux pounced on a loose puck at the bottom of the right circle and immediately zipped a shot through a pile of bodies. 34 seconds later, Nick Fea delivered a perfect centering pass to Justin Addamo, who lifted a shot under the crossbar. 2:46 after that, Bobby Hampton joined the party, as he buried a cross-ice feed from David Drake at the left face-off dot. The Komets attempted to make things interesting, as they turned on the red light twice in 16 seconds on goals by Liam Van Loon and Louie Rowe, but Brooklyn Kalmikov iced the Nailers victory with a long-distance empty netter for the 6-3 final. Tommy Nappier and Ryan Bednard both turned in stellar performances in the Wheeling crease. Nappier stopped all 17 shots he faced in the start, then gave way to Bednard, who got the win with 22 saves on 25 shots. Owen Savory turned away ten of the 11 shots he faced for Fort Wayne, before Rylan Toth was beaten four times on 11 attempts. The Nailers and Komets will wrap up their exhibition series on Sunday afternoon in Fort Wayne at 3:00. Wheeling will then open the regular season on Saturday, October 22nd against the Toledo Walleye at 7:10. The ZOOperstars will be performing their hilarious show that families are sure to enjoy throughout the night, with characters such as Squidney Crosby and Mario Lemule. Season memberships, Big 6 ticket plans, and single-game tickets are available for the 2022-23 season by visiting wheelingnailers.com or calling (304) 234-GOAL. The Wheeling Nailers, considered one of the top things to do in Wheeling, West Virginia, provide affordable family entertainment for fans throughout the Ohio Valley. Read the full article

[tmrrwppl]

{In Chronological Order.}

ULTRA DAYS

John’s time at Ultra, friends with Killian McCrane, Liam and Luci McKinley. Trained and mentored by Roger and Jedikiah Price. Extends past his own Anaxing to Roger’s death at his hands and subsequent escape from Ultra. [1998-2007 {Age 11-21}]

VAMPIRE KING’S CONSORT [HUB POST]

After killing Roger, John flees from Ultra, taking refuge in the South and managing to stumble his way into Shreveport Louisiana. There he meets a vampire named Radulph Noir, and his life is never the same again. {2007-Present {Age 21-Present}]

ARTEMIS AND APOLLO

Instead of being Anaxed and immediately sent to kill Roger, John is drafted by the Founder to take part in a two part project called Artemis and Apollo. He fills the role of “Apollo” after being trained with the Founder’s protege Diana Mather, who has also been Anaxed, filling the role of ‘Artemis’. The two are inseperable because of their connection forged in training. They are the Founder’s paranormal assassins who protect their species from discovery by the humans until Ultra has full control over any possible problems. [2007-Present {Age 21-Present)]

REBEL LEADER WHO DOESN'T FIGHT

John tracking down the first of their group. Clarissa, Russell, Cara. Running from Ultra, before the Lair to the start of the show. [2007-2013 (Age 21-26)]  

SITTING DUCKS

From the beginning of Tomorrow People on his own to the point where the Founder takes his powers and dumps him back on the street. Basic show canon before everything got turned on its head. [2013-2014 (Age 26-27)]  

HUMAN NOT USELESS

John recovering from the sudden realization that he is human and no longer part of the species he was genetically modified to protect. He finds comfort in being around Astrid. Extends to Jedikiah gifting him with Roger’s powers. Sometimes will move into AU territory where John is still human. 

PROTO

From the point Jedikiah gave John his powers back and beyond. John has lost the memory of the last 6/7 years of his life. Jedikiah has given him a false reasoning, explaining that the Founder had kept him barely above comatose in the Citadel, sedated because he was a threat to the Founder after he was Anaxed and Jedikiah could only get him out after the Founder was killed by Roger’s son. With a list of his old friends as recruits, he works with Jedikiah as the prototype of the first paranormal super-soldier.

SON OF MAN (CANON DIVERGENT)

John gets his powers back from Jedikiah, but does not experience the accidental memory loss. Knowing Jedikiah will eventually call on that ‘favor’, John goes back to his people and tries to pick up his life where he left off.

MARVEL (SHIELD SPECIFIC, SORT OF)

John was friends with Agent Bobbi Morse of SHIELD (agentmorse) before he lost his powers. Staying in contact with her for the ultimate gain of removing Ultra from power, he was her liason on all things Tomorrow People. When he was taken by Jedikiah and had his powers restored, he did not remember Bobbi when Jedikiah unwisely sent him to parlay with SHIELD. She took him into her custody and ended up restoring his memory by cognitive recallibration (which he rightfully deserved). Reunited with his people, he agreed to become a sort of honorary SHIELD agent to report in to Bobbi and continually add new breakouts to the Index in hopes of keeping track of their kind better.

Note: Will not be immediately friendly to Lincoln Campbell.

CAN'T KILL THE LIVING (THE WALKING [HUB POST]

John and Charlotte fight their way through the world of the undead. But they should really fear the lviing.

#John verse #hahahahahah fuc k #v: Marvel (John) #v: Canon Divergent (John) #v: Ultra days (John) #v: VKC (John) #v: pre canon (John) #v: Lair Dweller (John) #v: Human not useless (John) #v: Post Canon (John)

[n0baras]

what if I ignored the fact you lied to me about our fight bc you're my crush jkjk unless 😳🤭

#vi tag #lol thanks for the idea #doafp #cartero #bobby cañero reed #liam carter #this is liam @ bobby after their fight

[writerffalse]

I don't know if the translation will be totally the same, since it was based on the Google translator, sorry.

N/b = boy's name.

C/y/e = color of your eyes.

— You can't do this anymore! — Liam changes, scaring the girl in front of him a little.

— You can't stop me! I want to help! — Y/n complains in a higher tone. If he wants to scream, I scream louder, that's what the girl thought.

— You can't take chances like that anymore, Y/n! It's too dangerous... — Liam lowers his voice, feeling exhausted. He just wanted Y/n to be safe, without being in danger, but it seems that the more he tried to get you away from everything, the more you got into the pack's affairs. — I can not lose you...

— You won't lose me, Liam! — Y/n exclaims tiredly. Tired of being underestimated just for being human, so what if she wasn't a werewolf? Or a Kitsune? Or even a hunter? Stiles was also human and that was not why they kept excluding him and putting him out of business. She could help, she wanted to help... But it seems that her boyfriend did not understand and that frustrated her.

— You do not know! — Liam yells running his hands through his hair aggressively and it irritates the girl a lot. He hated being yelled at. — Scott also trusted that he would not lose Allison and now she is dead!

Y/n takes a step back, feeling the impact of those harsh words thrown at her, it was as if she had been shot... A shot by the person she trusted most. Liam regrets his words at the same time they left his mouth, despite not knowing the hunter, he knew he had been a great friend of his girlfriend and knew that it hurt her deeply seeing his shocked and very hurt expression on his eyes, hit yourself mentally. It had crossed the line.

— Y/n... II... I'm sorry... — the boy tries to approach his girlfriend to apologize and feels his heart being broken when she walks away, shaking her head. And it was at that moment that he realized the shit he had done and did not know if S / n would forgive him so easily. — Please... Give me...

— No, Liam! — despite changing his voice a little, Y/n takes a deep breath to compose himself. — No, Liam...

The girl turns to get out of there as quickly as possible, she couldn't stand looking at the boy's face. I was too hurt for that.

— Where are you going? Y/n... — Liam calls her starting to go after her, but stops when the following words come out of the mouth that he loves so much.

— Leave me, Liam. I need some time. — she for a few seconds before completing so that he understood better. — A time without you, a time from you.

And that time lasted for weeks, the two did not speak for long weeks. The girl for still being extremely hurt by the phrase of the boyfriend and the boy — after much advice from Lydia — to give the space that the girlfriend asked for.

They were both miserable, but neither would give their arm to cheer to admit that they needed each other. They were so proud. Everyone around them was tired of seeing them suffer, but they couldn't do anything about it when the decision was unique to the teenagers.

Liam aggression problems had gradually worsened since the fight over the unfortunate feeling of his Alpha, Scott. The boy could not control himself in the face of a stressful situation and the rest of the pack always had to be two steps away from him so that he did not become among the students or even hurt someone.

Now Y/n, despite not wanting to see the boy or painted by another, needed him as much as he needed her. Her anxiety attacks increased in a surprising way, if she couldn't take it before, imagine now. She was exhausted, her dark circles very apparent indicated that, they were big dark bags under her eyes C/y/e, purple rings that she tried to hide with pounds of makeup, which was not much use, by the way. And these problems of aggression and anxiety attacks, only they could solve these problems. The boyfriends helped each other, that was a fact.

Everyone at the school was already aware that the couple were fighting and that made several people "excited". Especially a boy who was talking to Y/n at that very moment. Although the boys were happy that Y/n was "single", none of them were brave enough to approach the girl, knew about Liam's background and would not risk it that way. With the exception of N/b, of course.

If looks killed, they would be dead only by Liam's firing who watched the two of them talking, his hands were shaking with anger and he was trying to control himself as much as possible not to go after the boy, but if he kept hitting on his girl, I wasn't sure if I could control myself.

— Come on... It'll be cool. — it was the third time that N/b insisted that Y/n accept to go out with him. The girl had already refused the first two and was starting to get stressed by the annoying boy's insistence. The boy was nice, had a good chat and was distracting her lately, but it was just friendship. At first Y/n thought he just wanted it, but now he had doubts about it. All she wanted was for him to leave her alone at that moment so that she could go to her last class and finally go home to become a vegetable again.

— Look... Thanks for the invitation, but no. — Y/n already tired of all this, she turns to leave, but is stopped abruptly by a somewhat strong grip on her arm.

— I'll have to insist a little more. — The boy smiles in a strange way and she was ready to punch him in the face when someone else intervenes.

Liam, who was watching everything from afar, was just waiting for the right moment to disturb them both, but the fuse was to see him hold her in that unkind way, leaving his things on the floor, he quickly went towards the closet of Y/n under Scott protests.

— Hey man ... Let her go. — Liam speech catches the eye of the N / g who rolls his eyes.

— Y/n doesn't want your presence here, does it, Y/n? - N/b looks at the girl waiting for her answer but she keeps silent. At that, N/b turns to Liam. — She told me herself.

Liam looks at Y/n expecting her to deny that statement, but when he doesn't have it, he feels his heart break a little more. Y/n felt guilty for not being able to deny it, after all it was not a lie. I had even told N/b that I didn't want the boy's presence, but that was in the first week of the fight, when I was still very angry, but now there was no going back and there was no use trying to explain myself, they weren't even talking done.

— Just let me go, okay? — Y/n asked pulling his arm abruptly to get out of his grip ignoring the look of dog without owner of Liam.

— Wait a minute ... Let's talk, babe. — N/b pulls her closer and that's the trigger for Liam to explode.

— She told you to let go! — Liam cries out by attacking the boy.

— Liam! — Y/n exclaims in shock seeing the scene in front of him. She jumps back when the two boys start to grapple with each other. N/b punches Liam in the jaw which seems to infuriate him even more, because the boy is a werewolf and his problem with aggression, N/b face was already bathed in blood. — Liam stop! Scott! Separate them!

Y/n asks desperately for the alpha who had arrived there at that exact moment with the other curious students. The crooked-chin boy pulls his beta sharply and presses it with all his strength in the school lockers, Liam struggles furiously making Scott look sideways to see if anyone is watching them, noting that the students are helping N/b to get up — since he was about to pass out — he turns to Liam with his red alpha eyes.

— Liam, for now! — the uncontrolled beta calms down a little by the order of the alpha, taking a deep breath to calm down.

— What's going on here?! — Professor of Economics and Physical Education Coach, Bobby Finstock arrives screaming seeing the confusion that was there. The students leave in fear of being left for them, leaving only Y/n, Liam, Scott and N/b. — I don't want to know, everyone for detention! Now! And you, my son, try not to stain the floor with blood!

— You will stay here until I say you can leave! — Finstock yells when everyone enters the library. — Pack up all the books! Go, go!

The arrest would be to organize all the books in the library as punishment, Y/n was frustrated since she hadn't asked Liam to get into a fight for her, but she was also grateful. Scott had freed himself from the punishment by saying that he had only separated the two.

There were three of them and that wouldn’t be good for Y/n. She decides to ignore the two and start her work to leave as soon as possible, the tension was almost palpable and it bothered her in an unequaled way. The professor had already left saying that he had no patience to keep an eye on inconsequential young people.

N/b soon tried to start also going to one of the shelves at the back, Liam already decided to try to start a conversation with the girl. Preventing the passage of Y/n, it catches your eye.

— Y/n... — the girl looks at him in disbelief. — We can talk?

— Not now, Liam.

— Not! You will hear me! I know I am not sure in this situation, but that is not doing any good for either of them. — exasperates tired of the whole situation. — II want to apologize for what I said that day, I have no excuse for that, but I was angry and you know how I look when I'm like this. But I can't take it anymore, your lack is killing me! Thinking of you became my daily torture, I know I lost you for a stupid mistake I made, but my heart doesn't understand that you don't want me anymore... I ran for hours and hours in the forest every day in the hope that tiredness make me get you out of my head, I hate to miss you! I hate to be so dependent on you! But damn, I love you! I love you so much and I'm afraid of losing you! I don't know what I would do if you got hurt and...

His speech is cut off when Y/n throws himself into his arms and embraces him with all his strength, the two enjoy the first physical contact after weeks apart. Liam sighs in relief knowing that that hug means that Y/n had excused him, but in a mental note he remembers that his girlfriend is quite spiteful and that he would have to try harder to have his forgiveness definitively.

— Science says that love is like a drug... When I see you go into a trance, the adrenaline runs faster and stronger through my veins, my heartbeat is completely unregulated. The feeling of love is like cocaine, every day I become more addicted to you, the more I saw you far away, but I needed to get your forgiveness, but my pride was greater. I never loved anyone like I love you, because I never met someone as perfect as you. I love you and that's enough for me to be happy. My heart is sincere and my words are honest, I assume that I love you to infinity. I will not lie to myself anymore... I want to be with you every day of my life!

— I love you. — Y/n says emotionally with all the beautiful words that her boyfriend said.

— You guys are so cheesy. — the boy with his face all bruised ends with the cute moment of the couple leaving them irritated.

The two turn to N/b and say together:

— Shut up!

#beacon hills #teen wolf #liam dunbar #lydia martin #allison argent #y/n

[dionysuswearsanorangetracksuit]

Another amazing thing about Diary of a Future President (among a multitude of amazing things) is that neither of Bobby’s love interests are white.

Like, in so many interracial relationships that we see on Tv one of the characters is always white but instead doafp gave us a dark skinned Black boy and a desi girl and that’s just so so amazing.

And also both characters are well rounded and given agency to express themselves and stand up for themselves when they know they deserve better (Liam both at the beginning of the series when Bobby tries to prank him and after the fight at the dance, and Monyca when Bobby keeps jumping all over the place with their relationship) without being demonized or having their likability diminished. Neither of them are there to just act as a prop with no individuality or personality to aid Bobby in the discovery of his sexuality and the fact that that’s something that’s so rarely extended to characters of colour makes it even more incredible. They have actual personalities and traits outside that of being a love interest and they’re treated with respect even before and/or when they no longer fall into that category.

#diary of a future president #doafp #i love this show so much guysss 😭😭 #disney better not retract the renewal or i swear to fucking god #it speaks #i also rly hope that monyca is still in the show she was so sweet and i love her

[thehardy-boys]

Woman? Tommy Shelby x reader

Hi everyone!!! It’s been way tooooo long! I’m really sorry, you would not believe the year I’ve had!!!! But I’m back for a bit and I’m really trying to catch up on requests. If you’ve sent one in don’t worry I haven’t forgotten about you!!!

Request: Tommy Shelby request please? The reader needs money for her younger siblings so she dresses in her father's old clothes, cuts her hair and goes to work for the Shelby's and learns how to fight and fire guns, caughting tommy's interst he takes her under his wing thinking she's a boy but when things go bad in a trade off the reader is badly hurt and while helping her tommy finds out the truth. \(> ♡ <)

The clouds were beginning to darken as you hurried home from your job at the tailor shop. You could tell that the rain would be starting soon. It had been a long day of measuring limbs and trying very hard not to poke the customers with bobby pins. 

But, at last, the day was finished and you couldn't wait to get home. Most days you barely had any time at home because of the number of jobs you had. But today was Friday and Friday was a special day because you didn’t have another job for the rest of the evening.

 But, unfortunately, most Friday evenings were spent worrying about your finances. You were barely scraping through with the money that you had. Both of your younger brothers were far too young to start a serious job and anyways, you wanted both of them to have an education rather then drop out and work themselves to death, like you had. 

As you had matured your life had become increasingly panicked and miserable. When you weren’t working you were taking care of your brothers and when you weren’t doing that you were trying to sleep. But most times you could barely sleep a wink, to occupied with the idea of having to live on the streets and both your brothers dying of starvation. And each week the cycle would just start all over again, working, taking care of your brothers and worrying. It was endless.

Your one wish in life was to have one job that could support all three of you. You had yet to come upon one. Most jobs required some level of higher education that you didn’t have or the employers didn’t see the benefits of hiring a woman for the job. It was a dead end. You were stuck and tired. 

When you entered your small apartment you carefully removed your wet shoes. You hung up your coat and started making dinner for the three of you. Both brothers, Liam and Tom, were busy with their homework. 

“How was school, then?” You asked, putting on a cheery voice. 

“S’okay,” Liam responded not looking up from his paper.

“Learn anything good?” Both boys shook their heads.

You nodded getting the feeling that neither one of them wanted to talk. You knew both boys were aware of how little money you all had. Liam, on multiple occasions, would propose the idea of him dropping out of school and taking up a job at the coal factory across town. But each time you vigorously shook your head. You didn’t want him condemned to the life that you have. You wanted both of them to grow up and get out of Birmingham and live a life. 

It was late. Liam and Tom had had their dinner and gone to bed. You were worried, you needed money, a lot of it and quickly. Your bank statements and bills were scattered all over the dining room table. You paced for ages, you bit your lip and chewed your fingernails until finally an idea came to you.

 You quietly dragged a box from underneath your bed and opened it. Inside there was an assortment of tattered men's clothes. You sorted through it and picked out the nicest looking articles of clothing. You put on a pair of trousers and a belt. You needed a couple of layers for your top half to hide your chest. So you put on a couple of undershirts, then a waistcoat, and finally a jacket which completely covered any feminine features. The only thing left was your hair. At the moment it was too beautiful and silky looking, you needed to cut it. You hacked away for a couple of minutes until you were satisfied. The end result left you quite surprised. You actually resembled a young man, a rather good-looking young man. 

You cleaned up the mess you made. You filed away all of your bank statements on the table and when you had finished it was nearing six in the morning. You thought you would try your luck and see if you could find any work out on the streets. Even though it was early most factories would already have started work. Men hurried about the streets lugging big packages of either coal or metal. The market in the center of the town had vendors already setting up their stalls. You had hunted for work all morning. It was nearing lunchtime and no one seemed to want to give you the time of day. You had been to the butchers, bakers, metal factory, multiple pubs and none of them wanted you.

 You didn’t have enough money to buy any lunch so you surrendered and decided to walk home. You were so deep in thought and so hungry that you ran right into a pack of men. 

“Oi! Watch where you’re going mate!” 

Before you could even regain your balance, one of the men pushed you over onto the ground. You didn’t dare look up and instead focused your attention on the ground. You mumbled a few apologies and just hoped the group of men would move on. 

You noticed out of the corner of your eye that one of the men went in to punch you and you braced yourself for the hit but someone stopped him.

“Stop it, Arthur, look at him. He’s sick.” You didn’t think your lack of food and sleep showed so much but that was probably because you were used to looking at your gaunt features in the mirror. It took Arthur a couple of seconds but eventually he moved back and instead decided to yell at you. 

“You know who you just ran into!? Eh!?” You glanced up at the group of men. And immediate dread ran through your veins. The infamous Peaky Blinders were standing over you. Only two out of the three brothers had their eyes trained on you. 

The third brother didn’t seem to deem you worthy of his attention. 

“I’m talking to you!” The eldest shouted when you still wouldn't look them in the eyes. 

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled to the ground. 

“Come on, Arthur, he’s not worth our time.” Thomas said, already walking forward. The rest of the brothers followed suit not even bothering to look back. You sat there for a second until you realized that you had a golden opportunity. You jumped up and ran after the Blinders. 

“Scuse me!?” You shouted after the men. They turned to look at you, all looking vaguely surprised.

“Wot?” Arthur yelled back.  

It took you a few seconds to gather your wits about you, “I’m looking for work.” None of the men said anything so you continued.

“I need work, I have two brothers and I don’t have any money. I want them to stay in school but I don’t have the money to pay for it or pay for food or anything. I just need work. Any work at all.” Your desperation seemed to shine through strongly because the middle brother, Thomas Shelby seemed to finally find you interesting enough to really look at. 

“What can you do?” He asked. His eyes were piercing, as strong as his voice.

“Anything. Absolutely anything.” You looked at him and there seemed to be a shift in his dolphin blue eyes.

“Okay,” He said throwing out his cigarette and stepping towards you, “Okay, come with us.”

He seemed to almost be challenging you, trying to see if he would scare you off. But, you needed this job badly. You stood your ground.

“Where are we going?” 

His mouth quirked up and he granted you a nod of approval. 

They brought you to The Garrison. The pub was full, now with it being near lunchtime. It was also thick with smoke from the rowdy pub goers. They led you through to the back room. You trailed behind, feeling only mildly out of place. You watched as all three brothers and a few other men set up a table and a few chairs. Tommy walked over to you while lighting a cigarette. 

“Here's your first job. We’re having a business meeting, right?  You need to stand guard by the door.  Look tough. Don’t say anything. Just stand, alright?” His deep accented voice flooded your ears and you found yourself nodding right back. You walked over and stood. 

It continued on like this. You worked all day six days a week doing small jobs. Standing guard, being a bodyguard, trailing someone, or occasionally helping with the accounting. They were easy, insignificant jobs. You could tell you had yet to earn their trust but you weren’t complaining, it paid good money. You could tell that the brothers didn’t trust you enough yet to do the important work, work that involved the family business but you weren’t surprised, you were a stranger after all. 

But soon a couple weeks became a month, and then the month became a year and you maintained your loyalty and perseverance. And you were rewarded with a few quick smiles from the Shelby family. You and Finn become quick friends you helped teach him how to do his math better and since then Finn had always put in a good word for you with the family. And his words seemed to pay off because soon you found the sister, Ada, becoming more friendly. 

“No, no, no, not like that, like this.” You laughed as you tried to show Ada how to fold the paper into a swan. 

“I was doing that! I was!” She yelled indignantly but with a smile, of course.

“Having fun Ada?” The voice was unmistakable, cold but if you really listened there was a hint of warmth in between his words.

“(y/n) was just showing me how to fold a swan, look!” She proudly brandished her rather crooked piece of paper. Thomas chuckled.

“Very nice, Ada. (y/n) I got a job for you.” You immediately stood from your seat and listened to his instructions. 

Since Ada had become a friend of yours the rest of the family seemed to relax more around you. It was only when Polly Shelby walked up to you in the crowded betting shop and handed you a pastry from the local bakery that you finally gained the approval of every Shelby, along with their trust. You had been leaning over Michael and helping him with the betting money when Polly had walked up to you. You turned around expecting her to give you some sort of order but instead she held out a pastry.

“For me?” 

Polly rolled her eyes, “Who else?”

You took it from her, “Thanks, Mrs.Shelby. I really appreciate it.”

You glanced around the room and found all three sets of Shelby brother eyes on you. 

“Back to work now.” Polly stated and walked off leaving an atmosphere of authority in her wake. 

And since Polly’s acceptance of you all the Shelby’s have accepted you. You had been given more meaningful work. You had been Polly’s bodyguard, dealt with illegal gun shipments, and occasionally kept tabs on Ada in secret (much to your discomfort, you didn’t like lying to her). Both John and Arthur have welcomed you with open arms and on multiple occasions made you drink more alcohol then you would like to admit.

It was Tommy, however, who although deemed you trustworthy still hadn’t warmed up to you. You, of course, weren’t that surprised you had heard from Ada that Tommy was disconnected and cold from most. And he was, of course, undeniably handsome. But you didn’t voice those opinions allowed to Ada. But all in all you were happier, you had more money, and both of your brothers were well fed and finally enjoying their childhoods instead of worrying about your finances. 

It was a cold morning and as you walked down the mostly empty Birmingham streets you could barely see anything because of the cold mist. You wrapped your jacket closer around you as you hurried to the betting shop. You were just rounding the corner of the street on which the shop was located when a hand grabbed your upper arm and twirled you around.

You gasped and tensed yourself for a fight but you found yourself looking into those ocean eyes that, as far as you knew, meant no harm to you. 

“(y/n), what are you doing up so early?” You didn’t fail to notice that his hand was still wrapped securely around your arm.

“Michael called me in, needed help with the stocks.” You replied.

“Never mind Michael, I need your help, come with me.” 

You opened your mouth to respond but Tommy turned and walked in the opposite direction. You quickly scurried after him.

“Where are we going?” You asked him and then immediately became anxious when he stopped walking and looked over at you. 

“We’re going to the stables. My horses, they need grooming and you seem to be the best person for the job. I get the sort of feeling you’d be good with them.” He started walking again.

“I really love horses, when I was a little gi-boy, when I was a little boy I loved running into the fields to try and spot a few. The family next door owned a herd of them. We never had enough money to buy a horse but I always loved the idea of owning my own horse. Must be lovely for you, having so many.” You replied with a smile, still hurrying to keep up with his long legs. 

He stopped abruptly, again and turned to look at you. You also halted in your steps and looked up at him.

“You’re a bit odd, you know that?” He stated, looking over your face, no real heat behind his words. He said it more as just an observation.

You chuckled, “I've been told that before.”

“You look- you’re,” Tommy for once struggled to find the right words to say. “ Softer than most gangsters I've seen, you’ve got a softer, kinder face than most. It’s just different.” 

“Good different?” You asked.

Tommy made a non committal sound and was once again walking off towards the stable. 

Since then, tending for Tommy’s horses has been part of your job description. You enjoyed every moment in those stables, you much preferred it to holding guns and playing bodyguard. It even brought you a bit closer to Tommy, he began to warm up to you a bit.

Somedays you would be grooming the horses and Tommy would come in, not saying anything, and just sit down on one of the many barrels of hay and smoke and think. Never staying for very long, but staying long enough for you to grow quite fond of him and long enough for you to realize how attractive those cheekbones really were, how emerald blue his eyes really were, and how sad he looked, how tired. 

Somedays you both would chat, usually briefly and softly.

“How are you then?” He would always ask. 

You’d answer and he would always listen. 

Sometimes you’d talk about the weather, occasionally the horses, sometimes about the business but usually it was just comfortable silences.

“You’ve got a girl, then?” He asked on a particularly cold Tuesday afternoon. 

The question took you by surprise and you had to remind yourself that you were a man. 

“Um, I don’t really have the time, you know? Between this job and looking after my brothers I don’t really have, you know, time.” You finished lamely. 

You glanced over at Tommy and he was staring back at you, he nodded. 

“How about you then, Mr.Shelby?” You asked.

“Suppose same as you, don’t have the time, I mean a quick fuck here and there but nothing substnatial.”

“You want something...substantial?” You carefully asked, feeling that you may be crossing a line.

Tommy sighed and thought for a few minutes.

“I mean, yeah, I do. I just, I can’t...find anyone.” He sounded so much younger, hints of vulnerability shining through. 

You enjoyed these times with Tommy, you felt even a little privileged being able to see him when he’s quiet, vulnerable, unguarded. 

It was late or really early in the morning and you were stationed at the Shelby’s house with Polly, Ada, and a few other young Blinders. All of you waiting to here how the deal had gone down. Tommy had expressed concerns about the deal, feeling that the client might try and stab the Blinders in the back. 

The kitchen, where you all were sitting was charged with anxiety and worry. 

“Should be back by now.” Polly mumbled, shakily lighting a cigarette. 

You glanced over and gave her a compassionate look and before you could say anything you all heard the front door bang open.

“Help, we need help over here!” You heard Arthur’s voice yell. You immediately jumped up and headed over to the front hall and saw blood. Tommy’s shoulder was gushing rich red blood. 

“His shoulder, grab him! Come on!” John yelled at you. You immediately jumped into action, you held Tommy by the waist and dragged him into the front room and laid him out on the coach.

“Oh god, god! What are we going to do?” Polly started to panic and Michael had to pull her back and out of the room.

“I know first aid. I’ll deal with it.” You stated calmly as you carefully took off Tommy’s jacket and shirt to see how bad the wound was.

“Gunshot, went straight through.” Tommy mumbled. 

“I know, don’t worry, I got you.” You comforted. The Shelby family was buzzing around you. You went about cleaning the wound, sewing it up, then bandaging the thing up. Tommy didn’t make much noise, except for a few grunts when the needle went through or when the alcohol stung the wound. Throughout the process you would occasionally glance up at Tommy’s face and find him already watching you. 

With a look on his face you just couldn't place. 

You volunteered to stay up with him and watch over his wound. Tommy was lying on the couch and you were sitting on the floor, your back leaning against the front of the couch. 

“Thank you.” His voice startled you and you shot up on your knees to look over at him.

“How do you feel? Your shoulder?” Your were worried. 

Tommy smiled and slowly pushed himself up so he was in more of a sitting position. 

“Fine.” He replied with a grimace. 

“What went wrong?” You asked. “If you don’t mind me asking” You stated as an afterthought.

Tommy chuckled but it turned into a pained wince.

“The bastards turned on us, the moment we handed over the goods, they pulled out their fuckin’ guns and started shooting.” He winced again. 

“Sorry.” You said, and then realized how lame it sounded. 

Tommy smiled only slightly, “Not your fault.” 

Soon his eyes began to droop. “You better rest, Mr.Shelby.” You stood up and started to help him lie back down.

“Tommy, call me Tommy.”

“Okay, Tommy.”

Just before he fully slipped under he mumbled something, “You’ve got...really pretty eyes.” And he reached up and brushed your cheek gently and then he was gone. Fully asleep.

And you stood there, shocked. He couldin’t have known you were a girl, was he gay? No, maybe, no, could be. Your brain was going a mile a minute, you didn’t sleep all night. 

When morning came you left the house early and did your rounds at the stable and then did a few errands for Polly and all day you didn’t run into Tommy. All week actually, you didn’t see him. It wasn’t like you were actively avoiding him you just made sure you kept really busy so you kept away from the Shelby house, the betting shop and by luck whenever you were in the stables he was never there. You just didn’t want to have an awkward conversation with Thomas Shelby, you didn’t want to lose your job, you didn’t want anything, you just wanted to live your life and make money. 

You found that you really missed seeing Tommy. You missed just seeing him in the betting shop and exchanging a small smile. You missed your small talks in the stables, you missed him. He had become a rather strange comfort in your life. It was Sunday, which meant it was usually a quiet day, not a lot of work. You were sitting in the betting shop with Ada and Michael. Just talking. The door burst open and all three Shelby boys barreled in.

“(y/n), we need you, get your gun, get your things, we need backup.” Tommy said as he ran into the back room. You quickly gathered your things and followed the boys out to the car.

You learnt to ask no question when you were on a serious mission and instead wait to be told instructions. 

“We have a transaction with a client we know is going to try and kill us, we need you there, as soon as you see one of us take our guns out so do you, and shoot, shoot to bloody murder. Understand?” Tommy said all this without looking back at you and never taking his eyes off of the road. 

You nod.

You pull up to an old crumbled bridge. You all step out. Tommy leads all three of you, you bring up the rear. You slip both hands into your pocket, casually, just so you can reach the gun easier. 

You carefully watch the business and the moment you see Tommy reach in and pull his gun so do you. And then it’s just full out war. You hit two of the men, one in the shoulder, the other in the abdomen. The brothers take care of the rest.

And just as soon as it had started it stopped. And all that was left was the slight ringing in your ears from the gunshots. 

“Good work (y/n).” Tommy said pocketing his gun.

You give him a curt nod and as you all begin to turn and head back towards the car one last gunshot rings through the air. 

You were confused, none of the brothers had their guns out. Then it was just pain, surges of pain and you looked down and it looked like a rose had blossomed over your shirt. But it wasn’t a rose it was blood, your blood. Tommy glanced back at you and you saw just a glimpse of his face, his beautiful face. And then you staggered and fell all the way down. 

And then it was just pain and lights and blurred faces. Tommy yelling at his brothers to help you. Tommy picking you up and dragging you over to the car. Then it was Polly holding your face looking at you with worry. Then it was Tommy’s voice yelling. And then, then someone tried to remove your jacket and you were ripped from your pain induced dream. 

“No!” You yelled and ripped away from the hands, “no, I can’t, I’ll do it.” You stood up and braced yourself with one of the chairs scattered throughout the room. 

(y/n), you can’t do it, please, you can’t.” It was Tommy, it was Tommy and you were so glad, so grateful. You looked at him and you looked at his eyes and you begged him with your eyes to understand. 

“I’ll do it, alright, I’ll help you, just me, alright? No one else.” He said this with his arms open, palms up, inviting. 

You swallow, swallow the pain and nod. 

And then you were alone. Tommy stepped closer and gently helped you into the seat you were leaning on. You allowed him to remove your jacket.

He looked up at you before he moved to unbutton your shirt.

And you looked at him and gave a slight nod.

And you watched as he unbuttoned the piece of cloth. He helped take it off of you. Then you were left in a simple white t-shirt. 

And you realized this was it, this piece of cloth held the power over your job, the power over your life. And you gentle took it off and let it slip between your fingers onto the floor.

That was it. You were left with nothing on your torso except the binding around your breasts. 

You sat there with your head hung and then you let your head fall onto your hands. You didn’t want to look at him, you didn’t want to look at anything so you closed your eyes.

You could feel the wound seeping slowly. You could feel the pain become part of your soul and you felt the sadness and despair peek in and make a home in your mind. 

“You’re a woman.” Such a simple statement, but the words that had dictated your life for years. 

“Yeah.” You whispered hoarsely. You raised your head and glanced at Tommy. 

“You can fire me, you can.” You said. “I’ll understand.”

Tommy just stared at you, his arms crossed.

“Let me clean you up.” Was all he said.

And you nodded.

He cleaned your wound with alcohol, sewed the wound up, his fingers were firm but the held a soft kind of gentle. And then he wrapped it up and then there was silence. You slowly stood up and without looking once at Tommy put on your undershirt, then buttoned up your dress shirt, and then finally you pulled on your jacket. 

“Thanks.” You said and walked out. 

Three weeks had gone by. You were back to working at least three jobs a day and not even making enough money to buy a loaf of bread. You weren’t sad, you were angry. You were angry that you had gotten shot and you were angry that you had let Tommy know, you shouldn't have let him see, you should have gone home and dealt with it yourself. 

You didn’t know if Tommy was angry, you didn’t know what he felt, maybe betrayed? Who knows, you hadn’t seen a Blinder in three weeks. Your hair was still short, a constant reminder of your life before, a reminder of everything you had lost. You had gone back to wearing your normal clothes, gone back to your normal life. 

And it was a Friday when you saw his eyes. Those sea glass eyes. And you almost stopped walking but you forced yourself forward, he wouldn't recognize you, he wouldn't, you repeat that in your head like a mantra as you slowly walked towards him through a sea of people. 

And you were almost passed him when his hand gripped your wrist and you stopped breathing. 

“Can I talk to you?” he asked. He looked at you, and the way he looked at you, you felt he just knew. Knew everything, everything about anything. And you felt this kind of tug, a tug on your heart strings. Cause you really fucking wanted him. You wanted him and nothing else. Because he was a good man.

And you say, “yes.”

He pulls you away from the current of people and leads you next to a bakery stall. 

You look at each other, his hand it still on your wrist. He doesn't seem to want to move it.

“I’m really sorry.” You say, “sorry that I lied to you, I just-I needed a job, my brothers were starving I need-” Tommy cut you off with a shake of his head.

“No, no, love, I’m sorry. Okay? I’m sorry, because I should have said something that night, I should have stopped you, because I don’t care, I don’t care that your a woman, you did some of the best work I had ever seen, better than most men. Alright? I don’t care. And I’m sorry, I want you back. I want you to take the job back.” he looked at you. And then you saw it, you saw that emotion you had seen in the stables, vulnerability. 

“I can have the job back?”

“Yes, and more, I can give you a better job. Even better.” He grabbed both your hands in his and stared at you. Those eyes, god, those eyes. 

“Thanks, Tommy, I really appreciate it.” You replied softly.

And you looked at each other and you just felt your entire chest open up to him, and you wanted to be his and you really wanted him to be yours. 

He leaned in, leaned in so close, his lips were so close. It was perfect for once, the scent of freshly baked bread, the scent of the flower stall across the street, and the overwhelming scent of Tommy.

And then his lips were so soft, the way they molded against yours was heaven. 

When you separated there was this glow around your eyesight. And the glow you realized, was happiness.

“You’ll be mine, won’t you?” Tommy asked now letting go of your hands and instead slipping his gentle hands around your waist and pulling you closer. You nod. 

“And you’ll be mine?” You asked snaking your hands up around his neck.

“Yeah, love, all yours.” and he ducked down to steal another kiss but you decided to give it to him for free. 

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[rosedavid]

could you do some headcanons for bobby coming out to his family and liam, cause honestly i would love to see how that would turn out

sure!! :) Just did it for his family for now. also, this is my first headcanon for doafp, so it might not be completely in character

Bobby practices in front of the mirror for a long time until one day, he suddenly says “I’m gay,” and it’s scary but so relieving. 

Although things with Liam are somewhat back to normal, Bobby notices how awkward and jittery he gets when they’re alone together. He really wants to tell Liam, but can’t figure out how (because it didn’t go as planned last time). 

Elena ends up accidentally being the first person he tells. She finds him rehearsing a speech in the bathroom. “Stroking your ego again?” she teases, but something is off with Bobby. Instead of teasing back, he mutters, “None of your business.” // That’s when Elena knows that something’s wrong. 

Later that day, Elena confronts him on the tennis courts where he is hitting balls as hard as he can across the net. “What are you doing here?!” // Elena shrugs, “I dunno, what are you doing?” // “Ugh, you’re so annoying!” But he’s hiding a smile. // “Seriously though, are you okay?” // “I’m just….what if I’m not who I thought I was?” // “I think that it takes a long time to find out who you are, and even when you think you know, you still discover new things.” // “And…what if I need to tell someone something? But I just can’t.” // “As mom once said, when something is hard to say, you really need to say it.” // 

They spend awhile chilling on the court, drinking some apple juice boxes that Elena had. Out of nowhere, Bobby says, “I’m gay.” // Elena looks surprised, but proud. She nudges his shoulder, smirking, and says, “Chill.”

He tells Sam and his mother next after school one day. “I like someone,” he blurts out, causing them both to turn his way. He continues, “You know when I had that fight with Liam? I–it wasn’t because of tennis, it was because I-I think I like him, as in, more than friends.” Sam smiles and pats him on the back. His mom smiles as well, pulling him into a strong hug. “I’m so proud of you. But you know what this means? We have to get another binder for talk 2.0.”

#doafp #doafp headcanons #elena canero reed #bobby canero reed

[theewritingroomm]

A Winchester - 7

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Winchester!Reader (Teen Wolf x Supernatural Crossover) Warning: mentions of kidnapping,  A/N: As always, anything in italics is set five years in the future. And please tell me what y’all think, I live for feed back, and it’s what will get you the next part. 

Previously on...

Once Liam heard her voice he began to calm down; his claws and canines retraced, his features began to shift back to normal, and his eyes returned to their original beautiful blue. His gaze finally settled on her and he was able to see the worry in her e/c eyes.

"Come one Scott. Give them some privacy." Liam heard Deaton whisper to Scott before the two walked out of the exam room.

"What the hell happened to me?" Liam mumbled.

Y/N simply shook her head at his question, not knowing what to say. She knew she had options; she can tell him the truth and possibly have him hate her, or she can let Scott tell him while her and her brothers get far away from this town and the people in it. But the more she thought about it the more she realized she couldn't leave him, not after what he just went through.

She eventually joined him on top of the metal table and began to explain to him what had happened.

"It's a long story." She started, "So I might as well start from the beginning.

"My brothers and I had caught wind of a couple campers going missing outside of town a couple months ago. We found out it had been a couple of wendigoes, which were no problem to take care of; only took a week or so to find where they were and get rid of them."

"But you were here for months." Liam interrupted.

Y/N nodded, "That's because I had started to make friends with you, Scott, and the rest. So I had begged Dean to let stay for a while longer. And we did, until my Uncle Bobby called to tell us about a vampire nest in Nevada."

The memory of leaving tore at her; she remembers how devastated she was when Sam told her they were leaving. She remembers fighting tooth and nail with Dean, begging him to let her stay just a little bit longer at least until the semester ended.

Y/N wiped at the tears sliding down her cheeks. "I begged and pleaded with Dean, asked him if I could stay until the end of the semester, but he refused and that's the night we left."

Liam saw that she was struggling to continue with her story, so in an attempt to comfort her he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. He heard her heartrate slow slightly and her breathing become less erratic.

"It's okay." Liam whispered.

"In the next day or two I got a call from Scott, asking if I had seen or heard from you." Y/N continued, knowing if she didn't tell him now Scott would later. "I knew then that something was wrong, so I had Scott and Stiles come get me from Reno and we came back here were we learned that a djinn had taken you to get to me. We looked for a week, and now that you're safe and awake my brothers are going to drag me around the country until this is nothing more than a distant memory."

Y/N was openly crying by the end of her spill, "But that's not what matters right now."

Liam opened his mouth to argue, to tell her that what she was saying and what she was feeling mattered; but the words never came out as she continued to talk.

"How are you feeling Liam?"

Liam sat there, contemplating what he was going to tell her. He wanted to tell her everything, from the guy that approached him in the school hallway to the weird dream he had about the two of them. In the end he decided to tell her everything.

"It felt so real." He spoke in a soft whisper. "I realize now that it was a dream, but it felt so real."

"I had woken up in this room that I knew wasn't mine and I could smell someone cooking breakfast. I was so confused at first so I tried to find anything that might help me remember where I was. I ended up finding these two photo albums; one that was full of pictures from high school and the other was a wedding album. Our wedding album."

Liam paused to gage her reaction, when he saw that nothing has changed he continued.

"It was like I was watching what my life could be like if I were still normal."

Dean stood, leaning against the Impala in the animal clinic's parking lot, waiting for Y/N walk out. But as minutes ticked by and it became obvious that she wasn't coming out anytime soon, Dean began to lose patience.

"They've been in there for half a freakin' hour." He grumbled, kicking at the gravel underneath his boots.

"Just calm down dude. Remember how you were when that demon got Lisa." Sam defended. Dean huffed but didn't say anything, knowing that his younger brother was right.

"Besides, it's the last chance she has to talk to him."

Dean went to say something to Sam when he was cut off by the small strawberry blonde Y/N had introduced as Lydia.

"What the hell does that mean?" She screeched, startling everyone standing there. "She can't leave, not now."

"And why the hell not?" Dean asked, very close to losing his temper.

"Because," Lydia paused, contemplating what she could say. "She obviously loves him, or at the very least really likes him. And Liam has been pinning after her since she got here."

"And your point is?" Dean interrupted.

"My point is; you can't tear her away from what makes her happy."

Dean stood in front of the girl, speechless. This girl's words had taken him back to the night him and John had picked her up from Bobby's. He remembers how much she screamed and begged and cried to stay; how she didn't speak to any of them for weeks, and that was after they brought her back into the life. Dean couldn't bear to think about how she'd fare when they left, leaving behind people she cared about.

"She's right Dean." Sam defended, watching as his brother's eyes filled with regret.

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[mydemonsyourangels]

DOAFP Episode 9 Reactions (Spoilers!!)

"Non-violent. I am, I promise. Peace on earth." OMG HAHAHA

They miss Sam 🥺

I LOVE CAMILA AND HER OUTFIT IS SO CUTE

She brought a toaster oh my-

...mall girlfriends

"And also they are hurtful" This guy is such a mood

Danny and Ziggy still talking to Bobby even after everything but also still talking to Liam, I gotta hand it to them they're good friends. It can be a mess when two friends fight.

He just keeps talking about Liam. This boy is so whipped,,

"Bobby sometimes I feel like you care more about Liam than your own girlfriend"

NO BOBBY STOP

Ooh yes Bobby and Camila are gonna bond!! I'm so ready

This is so wholeso- oh no wait it broke

"I'm at Camila and Danielle's" I LOVE THAT SENTENCE

Their apartment is so cute

Camila is the #1 cartero shipper and just, I LOVE HER

DANIELLE IS SUCH A CUTIE OMG

Again with the microexpressions. Charlie is such a good actor.

The banter suggests that Bobby hangs out with them all the time which is just the best thing ever. I'm so happy he has so many positive interactions/relationships with lgbtq people.

"One could call it a closet" ONCE AGAIN, I LOVE CAMILA

Camila is just the embodiment of the doafp fandom,,

"HIS FAIRY GAYMOTHERS" HELP I CANNOT BREATHE

"What kind of cars do they race?" STOP I AM LAUGHING SO MUCH HOLY SHIT

"'Cause we're both named Bobby" ugh he is such a cutie I-

He just listed it off all casual omg

Also a milk chugging contest,, they have no brain cells

Camila is so disappointed, she really met Liam once and then decided him and Bobby were meant to be. Ugh she's us.

Bobby says "chill" so much and 🥺

They're so cute, having their moment with their crocodile hats

Danielle and Camila play fighting over tools in the back, they're my favourites

"I want a queen" "And that's completely okay" I CANNOT

"We are morally against futons"

"There is no one else I would rather build this big, dumb bed with" Ugh don't mind me I'll be over here crying

Also I really appreciate how this lgbtq rep isn't subtle. Like it's important and such a major part of the plot. I swear,, if they don't renew this show!! We riot

THE SONG

UGH WHOLESOME. THIS SCENE. I'M IN LOVE WITH IT

Gabi is such a good mum and I love her so much. She's just parenting them so well and I have SO MUCH respect for her

Oh no Bobby,, he looks so uncomfortable

WAIT HE'S DOING IT

I'M SO PROUD OF HIM FOR BEING HONEST

"Not that the idea of loving you is stupid. You're super loveable" AWEE

The way his face changed when she said Liam,,

"It's a whole...process" YES I AM SO PROUD

Him offering her his smoothie because he feels bad ughhh 🥺

They're so cute as friends and Monyca is just so sweet and chill. I love her

I hope Gabi's call with Sam went okay

Her apology is so genuine. The communication. The friendship. Ughh,, THIS SHOW

Okay so,, this episode. Wow. I loved it. I feel like with every episode, it all just gets better and better. I loved seeing Elena learn and apologise and just think that was such an important lesson for her and also for the audience. Gabi is just such an astounding mother and I love her so much. Bobby's storyline this episode was so amazing. Him being honest with Monica was such a big step and I'm so happy we got to see him taught that lesson by Danielle and Camila. Also Danielle and Camila!! Hands down were my favourite part of this episode. I'm so glad we got to meet Danielle's character. With the sneak peek it looks like we will be seeing a potential coming out scene with Sam and also a conversation with Liam (another potential coming out scene?). It's safe to say I am excited for episode 10. I know I say it every week but Friday can't come soon enough!!

#doafp #doafp spoilers #diary of a future president #i am sorry this post is so long

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So Disney doesn't advertise this show much, meaning I'll have to do it myself. Sorry if I'm bad at explaining

Diary of a Future President: A show about Cuban girl, Elena Cañero-Reed, growing up and one day becoming president

Seasons: 1. Season 2 just finished filming and will be out later this year

Episodes: 10

Characters: Elena (main), Bobby (older brother), Gabi (mom), Sam (mom's boyfriend), Sasha (Elena's best friend), Camila (Gabi's friend and coworker), Danielle (Camila's girlfriend), Jessica (Elena's ex friend), Danny and Ziggy (Bobby's friends), Liam (Bobby's friend and later love interest)

This show has amazing representation and it is so worth it

Hispanic Representation:

The main character and her family are Cuban. Mom's best friend is also Hispanic

One of the episodes deals with the main character's older brother being made fun of for his last name

Lgbtq Representation

The mom's best friend, Camila, has a girlfriend. The show talks about how she hasn't come out to her parents, due to homophobia

There are many brief lgbtq character appearances (including Gabi's boss, who is played by a Transgender actress)

The main plot of Bobby is him dealing with his sexuality after he starts to have feelings for his friend Liam

Feminism in the series

The main character grows up to be president

One of the episodes shows Elena fighting against sexism at her school

The show is run by a mainly female crew, including the show creator Ilana Peña and producer Gina Rodriguez

The show also deals with losing friends, the death of a parent, and standing up for yourself

This is a MUST WATCH and is absolutely amazing. Thx if you read through the whole thing

#doafp #diary of a future president #hispanic #gay #lgbtq #disney #representation #feminist #disney plus #female empowerment #coming out #latina #latino #female president #gina rodriguez

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AHHHHH THAT EPISODE

instead of spamming with 84 different posts let’s just have this long one (spoilers!)

Elena says Joey will see his true love has been there the whole time and Bobby freakin looks at the tennis ball!! I screamed at least 6 times in the first 2 minutes of the episode alone

Bobby literally forgot his girlfriend existed. I stan

Ziggy and Danny are all “wishing the chips were a woman” or whatever and Liam basically went nah can’t relate ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Elena, baby, leave the peach fuzz alone. Reminded me of when I was her age and someone pointed out I had a unibrow and I got so self-conscious I took a razor and just straight up tried to shave the middle

That whole scene with the barber! That barber knew it was time to subtly help a gay youth and he stepped up

Like for real they aren’t even being subtle anymore we are past subtext and into full text

Sam is so white oh my god. I mean I know I’m white too but he is next level

“The new gringo” I am crying lmao

Mall girlfriends?

And 6 o’clock girlfriends? Please?

I’m sad that Elena and Sasha are fighting but Sasha does make good points. It reminded me a lot of Andi and Buffy’s conflict in “It’s Not About You” (Buffy’s hair episode). Elena doesn’t see her mistakes yet but I have faith in our girl and she’ll make it up to Sasha

Also wow I did not expect of physical fight, I thought it was just gonna be words

I really liked how the showed Elena and Bobby’s sibling relationship this episode, since we haven’t gotten a ton of them directly interacting on screen yet. They tease each other but we’re there to support each other after the dance and then go back to teasing/being gross again. Very accurate sibling depiction

#diary of a future president #doafp spoilers #doafp