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LET GO OF ME! I'M NOT CRAZY IM IN LOVE W HIM FOR REAL đđ

hi sweetheart! i was wondering if you could do a jamie imagine where the reader is a physical therapist and heâs always finding the most ridiculous excuses to go see her, like getting a paper cut and things like that. i would also love if it could be before they got together :)
itâs okay if you donât want to do it or already did it and i didnât see it. thank you anyway, youâre one of my favorite writers here on tumblr đ©”
you called me sweetheart, so now I would die for you. pet names are the way to my heart, in case u didnât know. hope u enjoyđ
(important disclaimer, I donât know how physical therapy works so if Iâm wrong about things, remember this isnât a medical journal, I am just a girl)
before you go
Apparently, itâs impossible to purposely give yourself a paper cut, but Jamie Tartt has been doing his damnedest all day to get some kind of ailment, so if that means being careless with some photographs in his locker then so be it.Â
He really wishes his leg would cramp or something, but Willâs been keeping him far too hydrated for that.Â
So Jamie has to settle for slipping a picture of his mum at just the right angle to draw blood.Â
âShit,â he whispers softly. He puts his finger to his mouth to catch the first beads of blood.Â
âPaper cut?â Sam asks sympathetically. Jamie nods, finger in between his teeth.Â
âAy, sĂ, you should go see the physio for that one, amigo. Ask for the Rojas special,â Dani says with his ever-present grin.Â
âItâs just a paper cut, mate,â Jamie says in order to keep up appearances.Â
Sam knocks his arm. âYou have to go. Dani only just let me request the Rojas special last week, and Richard still wonât talk to me about it.â
âĂa câest merde,â Richard calls from across the locker room. âPut on a bandage and go home.â
Jamie wonât. He sticks his tongue out at Richard and turns to go to the treatment room because he needs treatment right away. Never mind that itâs a cut and not a muscle injury. He can hide under the excuse that Dani sent him.Â
Jamie taps on the door and pushes it open to find you sitting on the table, absentmindedly tapping your fingers on your knees. You jump down at the sight of Jamie.Â
âHi! I was wondering if anybodyâd be over today,â you grin. âWhere does it hurt?â
Jamie holds up his finger. âDani sent me.â
âAh, right,â you nod, grin never leaving your face. Jamie wonders if your sunny disposition is why you and Dani are such good friends. Suddenly, heâs gripped by uncertainty. Maybe you and Dani are morethan good friends. After all, Dani is strangely tight-lipped about his affairs and besides, itâs not good for the physio to be openly screwing a player.Â
Maybe he should go.Â
But youâve already come back to him after rummaging in a cupboard, small box in hand.Â
âTechnically, this isnât part of my job,â you say as you select a band-aid, âbut Iâve been doing this since I started going to my nephewâs footie matches. Kidâs almost ten now, but he still asks for me every time he gets a scrape. First time I was here it was like, force of habit, but Dani said it reminded him of his sister, soâŠâ you trail off. âI dunno, itâs funny that even big strong footballers still want silly bandages, yeah?â
Jamie watches as you open a green bandage with yellow flowers and wrap it carefully around his finger. You press a kiss to it and smile up at him. âThere. All better.â
Jamie is⊠well, heâs flustered. Heâs heard about the so-called Rojas special and how itâs available through recommendation only, but he wasnât prepared for the sweet way you cradled his hand or the fact that your lips touched him. In fact, he wasnât prepared for anything beyond a bandage and the fact that you slipped sweets to Sam and Dani to numb the sting of injury.Â
âThanks,â he chokes out, aware of the fact that youâre still holding his hand. You give it one last squeeze before dropping it.Â
âSee you around,â you say.Â
Jamie mumbles something unintelligible and finds his way out the door.
âFuck you,â he says to Sam as soon as he catches him in the car park.Â
Sam raises an eyebrow. âYou didnât get a chocolate. Did you not hold still?â
âI- you- it-Â fuck you,â Jamie says again. âYou fucking knew.â
âKnew what?â Dani asks. Heâs a horrible liar.Â
âYou knew I thought she was fit. You didnât tell me sheâs, like, emotionally fit as well. So fuck you both for that.â
Sam mouths emotionally fit as he and Dani dissolve into laughter.Â
âWhich band aid did you get?â Dani asks when he finally regains control of himself. âShe ran out of Peppa Pig last week, but she promised to get some more soon.âÂ
Jamie holds up his finger, wishing the cut were on the middle one.Â
Sam and Dani lean into inspect it and nod once.Â
âWell?â Jamie demands. They just look at him with stupid grins.Â
âGood night, Jamie Tartt,â Dani says, opening Samâs passenger seat door.Â
âGood night, Jamie,â Sam echoes.Â
The fuckers just leave him standing in the lot, heart racing like a fucking idiot.Â
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Jamieâs ankle is barely twisted. Like, barely. But he grew up watching football so he knows how make an injury seem worse than it is. Heâs mastered the art of not going overboard. Â
âYou should see the physio,â Beard tells him. Jamie pretends to protest a little bit, ignoring the way Ted shoots Dani and Sam quizzical looks. Theyâre making some sort of face and Jamieâs not going to figure out what they mean because he doesnât care.Â
(Or maybe he already knows what they mean. But he doesnât give a shit.)
So he hobbles his way to the treatment room where youâre typing something on the computer. Reports, probably.Â
You look up with a smile when you see him, the quickly school it into a frown. âWhere does it hurt?â you ask.Â
âMy ankle,â Jamie grimaces.Â
You pat the table and he obliges, sitting down on the crinkly paper.Â
You squat to undo his boot and Jamie realizes that maybe this isnât the best way to get you to fall for him but itâs too late now because youâre gingerly sliding it off his foot.Â
âDâyou mind if I get the sock as well?â you ask, and itâs all Jamie can do to mutely shake his head. You lightly run a cool hand over his ankle.Â
âFeels a bit swollen,â you say. âWhat happened?â
Jamie has to gather his thoughts firmly away from the way he could feel the callouses on your palm. âTackle,â he says.Â
âHm,â you reply. âDoes this hurt?â
Jamie gasps as you press your thumb at just the wrong spot.Â
âIâll take that as a yes,â you say. âLie down. Iâm going to massage it for a minute then put it on ice. Youâll be good to go in an hour.â
Jamie obeys, trying to ignore the way his breath hitches when your hand squeezes his calf for a fraction of a second.Â
Youâre able to find all the right spots, gently pushing the muscle back where it needs to go. You pat his foot gently and go to get an ice pack. âKeep this on for fifteen minutes, off for five, then on for another fifteen. If it still hurts Iâll get you another pack, or maybe a heating pad. Depends on what type of pain you have, but weâll cross that bridge when we get to it.â
âYou sending me back?â Jamie asks in a feeble attempt to be his usual confident self.Â
You hesitate. âI mean⊠the other option is you stay here. I wonât lie to you, itâs pretty quiet back here but it doesnât smell. Will got me on these scent diffuser packs, so this is one of the least-gross rooms on the lower level. I usually just type reports, but Iâve finished for now so I was going to read but we can chat if you like. You donât have to, but I can monitor your ankle for the next hour if youâre here. Itâs up to you.â
Stay and flirt with the pretty physio or sit on the bench instead of practicing?
Jamie positions himself better on the table. âWhatâs your book about?â
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Jamie wishes that he were just making an excuse to come see you, but if that were the case heâd have made sure to be showered. Instead, heâs fresh off the pitch after a long day of practice and he needs his joints like, replaced or some shit.Â
He stumbles into the treatment room and practically flops facedown on the table. Youâre up in an instant, combing his hair away from his face with your fingers.Â
âWhere does it hurt?â you ask, voice filled with concern.Â
âEverywhere,â Jamie groans.Â
âOkay, so full-massage with the extra-large ice pack at the end, then,â you say.Â
Jamie just grunts in response and tries not to think about the fact that this is the most unromantic way heâs ever tried to date a girl. He tells himself that youâre a physio, that youâve seen grosser, and that youâre not even interested in him anyway. It still doesnât stop him from asking about your day and cracking stupid jokes the entire time youâre popping his muscles. His voice squeaks every time you forcibly release tension, but you just laugh and tell him, âYou should hear Isaac.â So yeah, the worst training of his life has now turned out to be a goddamned blessing in disguise because youâre joking back and forth for a solid twenty minutes.Â
âCome back any time,â you tell him with a wink as he heads out the door. âYou donât have to be injured to say hey.â
Jamie smiles at that, and goes to tell Sam and Dani that theyâre shitheads but he loves them very much.Â
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Itâs been a long week and an especially long match, but thank fuck itâs over. Thereâs a bit of an ache in his legs but he doesnât give a flying shit. Theyâve won, for once, so as a reward to himself heâs going to invite you out with the lads. Proper, like, probably with the words, âHey I think youâre fit,â except heâs thinking he should probably swap âfit,â for beautiful, or stunning, or the most wonderful, funny, amazing woman heâs ever met and no, itâs not just because of the magical healing powers you seem to possess.Â
Jamie showers, changes, then heads purposefully down the hall. He knows youâre still here, you never leave after matches until everyone who might possibly need physio is gone.Â
He bangs open the door, ready to regale you with the shit Tedâs up to post-match when he catches sight of your face. Or rather, the fact that itâs in your hands as your shoulders shake.Â
He rushes over to the desk and turns your chair so youâre facing him.Â
His hands are on your knees as he urgently whispers, âWhere does it hurt?â
âIt doesnât,â you gasp, wiping your eyes. âIâm fine, I donât know what came over me, Iâm good, I promise. Whatâs up?â
You move to get up but Jamie presses lightly where his hands were resting. âYou donât look fine, love,â he says, then internally winces. Not a good thing to say to a girl, no matter how true it is.Â
âIâm good, swear down,â you choke. You move to wipe away another tear but Jamie beats you to it, swiping it with his thumb. You shudder involuntarily, trying not to notice the rough feel of his skin on yours.Â
âIâm not hurt,â he says tentatively. âCame to see if you wanted to go out with me ân the lads.â
âOh!â you exclaim, still trying your absolute best to pull yourself together and failing miserably. âRight. I um, Iâm going to be here a while so you should just go, yeah? Tell Dani Iâm proud of him.â
Jamie shakes his head. âAinât leaving you here all by yourself.â He realizes your hands have found their way into his, and he has no idea who put them there. He lifts one to his lips and brushes a kiss to your knuckles. âJust tell me where it hurts, yeah?â
Another shiver wracks your body. âYou canât- I canât- you have to go, okay Jamie? I need you to go.â
Jamie will, heâll do anything you ask, but first he has to know-Â
âWhy?â he asks, so softly. âWhatâs wrong, beautiful?â
âDonât-â you half-choke. âNot- Iâm gross right now.â
Jamie canât stifle his laugh in time, so he does his best to save it. âLove, youâve seen me at my fuckinâ worst. Weâll call it even.â
Youâre breathing a little easier now, but just barely. You donât seem too eager to get rid of him so Jamie pushes his luck and stays kneeling on the floor.Â
âTell me,â he urges again, but you just shake your head.Â
âYou really should go,â you say, breath catching in your throat. âYou donât want to keep Maia waiting. Heard actresses are notoriously particular about being on time.â
Thatâs confusing. Maia- do you mean Maia Stanwood? You must, thatâs the only Maia he knows. But how did you know her, Jamie had run into her at dinner the other day and thereâd been a brief article in the papers, but nothing that connects to whatâs happening here.Â
Unless-
No.Â
Except- itâs the only thing that makes sense.Â
But you donât like him like that. At least, heâs pretty sure. And anyway, isnât it prickish to assume everyoneâs in love with him?
But youâre not everyone, youâre the team physio with nice hands and a sweet smile and an affinity to fix people, to mend whatâs broken in the best way you know how.Â
âI love you,â he says instead of everything else he had planned.
Youâre silent, and heâs not sure youâve heard him so he says it again.Â
âYeah, alright, I love you too,â you sniff with a half-smile, except itâs the way youâd say to a brother, the way youâd say it to Dani or Sam.Â
âNo,â Jamie says more insistently, âI love you. Thatâs why Iâm here. I wanted to tell you, wanted to take you out proper. Impress you with my dancing and chat you up at the bar. Make the lads jealous that Iâve got a beautiful girl on my arm, then sneak out early to kiss you like Iâve been fucking thinking about since that fucking paper cut. Had a right crush on you like an idiot since you got hired.â
Youâre staring at him open-mouthed, unable to believe what heâs saying, and Jamie doesnât know much all the time but he knows that youâre gripping his hands like itâs a lifeline. He knows your eyes are wide open and that he was on the mark about you thinking he was with someone else. So he does what anyone in his position would do.Â
He captures your lips in his, letting go of your hands only so he can slip one hand around your waist and another in your hair.Â
God, you feel like youâre melting.Â
Jamie Tartt is kissing you like thereâs no tomorrow and the floor is tipping out from under you, but apart from that vague feeling all youâre aware of is his hands on you and the fact that he tastes like spearmint.Â
His lips are soft against yours, mouth warm and inviting.Â
Itâs like taking a breath of air for the first time in months.Â
âI love you,â you say as soon as you break apart. Youâre breathing heavily as if youâre the one who just played a 90-minute match. Jamieâs lips are swollen and your hair is mussed, but you both share the same look.
âAll better?â he asks, and you nod.Â
âGood. You want to get dinner? I know a few places we can go, donât have to worry about paps.â
âThe team-â you begin, but Jamie waves that away.Â
âTheyâll understand,â he says. âBeen flirting with you for ages, getting injured all the time. Think Tedâs starting to get fucking worried.â
You run your thumb down his jawline. âI always wondered about that,â you murmur. âThought it was in my head how much you were down here. Didnât want to be unprofessional.â
Jamie reaches up to hold your wrist and you just sit there, on the floor of the treatment room, looking at each other in the dim light. Youâll get up, eventually, but for now youâre going to savor this moment you have together.Â
#ted lasso#jamie tartt#jamie tartt fanfiction#i want him#Please let me have him#In my head were married#And we have 5 cats
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I need a fic where Bruce realizes this kid who shoved his way into his sidekick role will not be leaving anytime soon, and instead of emotionally distancing himself he becomes a combination Helicopter Mom and Shotgun Dad.
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Tim: Bruce, Iâm headed out to meet my friends at the mall.
Bruce: Is that Kent boy going to be there?
Tim, rolling his eyes: Yes, Kon is going. And so is Bart, and Cassie, and maybe Bernard if he can make it.
Bruce: Hnn. Do you have everything? Coat, scarf, keys, wallet, tracker, pepper spray, dagger, kryptonite shard, emergency beacon, first aid kit, fire starter, extra pair of-
Tim: Yes, Dad! I already went through the list with Alfred. Iâll be fine.
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Kon: Hello Sir! Iâm here to pick up Tim!
Bruce: Follow me.
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Bruce: Sit down.
Kon: In your study? Is Tim on the way, or�
Bruce: I just thought you might need reminding of the fact that I have a vault downstairs full of items specifically designed to take down a Kryptonian.
Kon: Whuh?
Bruce: You should probably ask your father about the time I was slightly annoyed with him for encroaching on one of my cases.
Kon: Why are you telling me this?
Bruce: Now just imagine what would happen if someone were to hurt my darling little boy.
*door opens*
Tim: Hey Bruce, Alfie said Kon was here, have you seen him? Oh! Hey, why are you two in here??
Bruce: Oh, hey sweetheart, we were just chatting. Have a good time at the carnival!
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Dick, pouting: I donât understand, youâre not this protective over who Jason or I date.
Bruce: Donât be ridiculous, Jason and I may have our problems, but he would never betray me by gallivanting off with someone I disapprove of.
Dick, who covered for Jay sneaking out to visit Roy Harper just last night: Mhm yeah, sure. And youâre not worried about me?
Bruce: Chum, Iâve known who you were going to marry since you were 12 years old.
Dick: WHAT?
Bruce: I have the whole ceremony already planned. Iâve got Gothamâs best wedding planner on standby. You have a very nice house waiting for you both, 20 minutes from here. A modest 7 bedrooms on 5 acres of land.
Dick: Iâm not even dating anyone?!
Bruce: I canât wait to meet my 3 grandbabies:)
#Tim joined his life when he was already Robin so he canât bubble wrap him but he would if he could#Bruce is absolutely overjoyed when Tim starts getting chummy with Bernard. just a sweet civilian boy who treats his boy with respect#he thought he had a good head on his shoulders until he found out they were in a polycule with kon#donât question why Jason is sneaking out when heâs a grown ass man with his own apartment it was just funny to me#also you can choose who Dick is getting married to (because Bruce was correct) but itâs Wally to me for sure#the only thing B got wrong is that itâs 4 grandbabies because he didnât account for twins#My favorite Bruce Wayne is ooc Bruce Wayne#batfam#batman#bruce wayne#robin#red robin#tim drake#nightwing#dick grayson#red hood#Jason Todd#kon el#conner kent#superboy#timkon#shut up grandpa
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bison, probably: but ain't you gay?
FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT, KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON and PARN THANAPORN as LILY episode 5 & 10 of THE HEART KILLERS
#the heart killers#the heart killers the series#first kanaphan#khaotung thanawat#firstkhao#firstkhaotung#kantbison#long post#gmmtv series#gmmtv bl#thai bl#mlm#thkedit#th: the heart killers#bibi gifs#userrlana#tusermona#tuserhidden#tuserrowan#tbh when this scene came up i only thought well he has a preference for men (with his history with bison and james)#and also bc that criminal record saying he was married (?) from ep 1 still hung in my head#but then in of jojo didn't shy away from saying sand and freddie mercury guy were bi#which makes me believe that if kant was bi as i thought was the case for the past 10 episodes he would have said i like both#like sand did#therefore canon gay kant
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âWho do girls want to have sex with?â
#iasip#charlie kelly#the waitress is getting married#franks pretty woman#ptsdee#his ideas of who women find attractive coming from like cartoons on network tv surely#there are probs other cases of this#but these were the ones on the top of my head#releasing this from my drafts telling myself i can always add on#ty tumblr#OC
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text posts: Doctor + River version [2/?]
time to cleanse my mind, body, soul, spirit, life, etc. of the takes I've been seeing of my blorbos on a daily basis lately. and it's still wednesday.
#doctor who#river song#doctor x river#eleventh doctor#eleven x river#yowzah#alex kingston#the doctor#matt smith#i pond queue#once again gnawing my teeth over what thors did. â12 was the one who actually loved herâ â11 is the boyfriend and 12 is the actual husband.#bangs my head against the wall in utter despair#idk folks maybe cause thors was a xmas special & doctorriver centric??? whereas none of the major 11river eps were them centric??#âbut the minisodes exist-â YES the fucking minisodes which people don't really know of or they were just fucking deleted from their memorie#11 told River âi love youâ. 11 wrote River love letters. 11 told River his name. 11 and River have domestic tea dates in their face cafĂ©.#11 and River celebrated their anniversaries & real fond of getting married & the countless 'honeymoons'. 11River have domestic bliss moment#â saying all that like a mantra to calm myself#doctorriver#doctorriver text posts#11th doctor#moffat era#11 x River#moffatedit#anti 11River erasure#my text posts
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An unnecessarily detailed analysis of Lenore's face when she realizes how gay she is
(Someone thought to tell me that I wrote "incessantly" instead of "unnecessarily" the last time I did this? Didn't they? You people are terrible).
These two vignettes make me crack up. Partly because it's always funny to see Miss "I can pick fights with the Deans, but thinking about my crush makes me nervous UwU" panic, but also because it's impressive how many things have just clicked in Lenore's head at this point.
Like, this girl must be feeling like when you finish a puzzle. A very gay one.
What she knows so far
At this point, as far as Lenore knows, she and Annabel have not seen each other again. There was a goodbye, and she is aware of how much that hurt her. For me, there are two possibilities:
In this flashback, Lenore has realized that she is in love with Annabel, but it is an unrequited affection.
She interprets these feelings as "oh, I'm attracted to her because she was my only friend and she was painfully ripped out of my life. Yes, friends. Very good friends.
Personally, I prefer to interpret it as the second option (you will see why).
On the other hand, it's impossible not to see how willing Annabel is to give and receive affection when it comes to Lenore: in this scene, she tries to say goodbye with a kiss,

And when they're in the closet, she literally throws herself at her.
And I want to point out one thing: Lenore doesn't remember a romantic relationship, but her body seems to: she instinctively strokes her hair when she cuddles her, even though Annabel didn't ask her to. They have done this before. There is a familiarity to this interaction.
Finally. Lenore learned chapters ago that she burned down her house, stole her dead brother's clothes, cut her hair to look more like a man forâŠsomething. She doesn't know what yet, but it had to be something important.
And she remembers it when Ada opens her mouth.
(parenthesis: that comment also makes me laugh a lot, like, Ada, dear, if you knew the CRAZY things this woman has done for love).
Please, appreciate this gay panic
If Lenore had any doubt about her feelings for Annabel (assuming option 2), it has been completely erased: she is in love with her. There is no acceptable way to rationalize this as anything else. She was in the past and she definitely is now. That's what draws her to her, that's why she desperately wants to confide in Annabel, that's why her affection seems familiar.
As if that were not enough, Annabel has that ring on her. Not only has Lenore just been hit by the reality of her own feelings, she has just realized that her love is reciprocated, this is not a one-sided crush, they are going to get married. Suddenly, these invasions of her personal space are understood for what they were: an attempt to have a physical relationship on the terms one would have with a romantic partner. Because Annabel was not her friend.
She was her fiancée.
Also, because Lenore is too pure a cinnamon roll for the world, she must be wondering how much she hurt Annabel with this: how she dodged her attempts to show affection, how she doubted her, and, the icing on the cake, that comment:

And all this mental cocoa is perfectly condensed into the expression she has in these two vignettes.
Honestly, the scene is perfect as it is, with no dialogue, but you can almost hear her thinking, "IâŠI didâŠI told my fiancĂ©e we're friends, blaze".
#nevermore webtoon#annabel lee nevermore#lenore nevermore#white raven#annabel lee whitlock#lenore vandernacht#annabel lee x lenore#lennabel#If this comic were a comedy I see Lenore arriving with a bouquet of peonies and a box of scones#âSorry baby I forgot about our engagement. Will you marry me again?â#In my heart Annabel wanted to beat her head against the wall when Lenore told her they were âfriendsâ
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Nobody can convince me that Izuku during those 8 years didn't travel to Otheon to see Rody again and finally catch a break with someone outside the hero industry and the war
#they said they were gonna see each other again :((#i'm sure they did i promise#they're married !!!!! in my head!!!!#boku no hero academia#bnha#rody soul#izuku midoriya#rodydeku
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I feel so happy, i'm stuck on you. đ
so like. tall claims court wedding episode when im just sayin đ
#between false n pearls clip ab hermitcraft weddin talk and the. Pearl asking if they were married in SL i cant get the idea out my head#all the flower choices are intentional :D#and the trellis in the bg is just azalea bc matchy matchy hehe#gkm arts#lafakiwi draws#mcyt fanart#mcyt#bdoubleo100#ethoslab#ethubs#hermitshipping#hermitblr#tall claims court#hermitcraft fanart#illustration#digital art#artists on tumblr#bdoubleo100 fanart#ethoslab fanart#etho fanart#bdubs fanart#some early valentines art i suppose :3c#bdubs is absolutely officiatin his own wedding hes the judge after all hehe
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The only correct form of caltam, as far as i am concerned
#tw: opinions#at times whenever the topic of caltam comes up i am left wondering if i played the same game as others#i don't think enough ppl dig in to Cal's and Tammy's characters to realize just how horribly uncompatible they are as a couple#âthey're perfect for each otherâ#bitch where#if their relationship wouldn't be so unwritten they would be having screaming matches from 15 onwards#Tammy is married to a fairytale view of love and princesses and princes and if you looked for atleast a minute at Cal's character you'd#realize he's NOT that type of person#they bud heads on a lot of significant things that play a major role to their characters such as Tammy's protectiveness over the creche kid#and her future family and desire to be protected and stood up for and Cal unyileding view of radical pacifism and hypocritism#i am not trying to be funny when i say i could seriously write a whole ass 10+ page essay on why they're not good for each other#ppl don't realize they look at each other through rose-colored glasses and that they like the IDEA of each other not the actual them#bc of how they grew up and used to see each other. But theyre just another example of how the adults failed their generation#Tammy deserves better than Cal and i am saying this as Cal's number 1 fan please free my girl from the shackles of hypocritical men#she should go make out with Nemmie instead that would do her some good since Nem actually protects her loved ones#i think if i WERE to like caltam is if they were radioactive toxic to one another#anyways i think the solution to caltam is a horrible teen divorce bonus points if cal has an ego death then they stick to being besties#y'all have no idea how good it feels to rant abt these two LMAO#i've been saying this and i'll continue to be saying this Cal and Tammy are better as friends no you cannot change my mind#theres so much more wrong with them but if id list everything we'd be here till next week#i was a teenage exocolonist#iwatex#exocolonist#meme#my meme#been dealing with a nasty sinus infection and a cold that just won't go away for the past 2 weeks but art is still gretting worked on#prolly posting some art in a few hours
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Iâve decided that the reason Glinda says âonly bad witches are uglyâ in Wizard of Oz (or whatever it is) is because she thinks Elphie is beautiful and therefore not bad.
#Gelphie#this is not a new take but itâs been in my head#also I love shady glinda because she downright told that child she wasnât pretty#she said u killed my sister in law with a house???? go walk in those shoes#donât question the sister in law but they were married in glindas head
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sports au: 1st year pitcher felix and 3rd year catcher sylvain
#sylvix#sylvix week 2024#baseball au#the story of baseball au sylvix is rich and sprawling in my head but i'm too tired to make anything for it so have this instead#they had a legendary perfect game at their first and only koshien together#they played together since they were kids so felix trusts sylvain's signs more than anyone else's (that's love in sports)#that said he still shakes off signs bc sylvain is always trying to be strategic and cunning while felix just wants to fastball to victory#they have married couple arguments on the mound before they even get together and everyone's tired of it
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wait lol au where post-war, the jedi order does a date auction a la every cliche ever where they auction off a date night with one of their jedi generals. it's supposed to raise credits for various post-war charities as well as stoke good feelings about the order (the smear campaign was pretty effective, even if sidious died before the genocide bit)
obviously both the hero with no fear and the negotiator are put on the metaphorical chopping block. anakin is a Good Husbandâąïž so he clears this with PadmĂ© first, and she laughs and agrees and wishes him luck in surviving the hoards of fans that desire him carnally. she says as a senator, she will be expected to attend and maybe even bid. they both agree that it would be way too obvious for their super secret marriage if she bids on anakin, and anakin asks her to bid on obi-wan in a spur of the moment thing.
it's just. obi-wan was really hurt aboard the invisible hand and then he was hurt again when fighting with grievous. and is anyone vetting these random people who will get to go on a date with the jedi? anyone could win!! a disgruntled separatist could win obi-wan's attention for a night and then take him on a date and then kill him!!!! under anakin's very nose!!!
anakin actually gets like. super concerned about this possibility. like super concerned. he gets padmé to promise that she will bid however much it takes to win obi-wan's hand (she is after all generationally wealthy) and she agrees because she loves him and then also follows through because she's a woman of her word.
anakin gets bid on by several people, one woman wins, it's whatever, anakin doesn't care. what anakin cares about is making sure he and this person can go to the same restaurant as obi-wan and padmé. just like. to make sure obi-wan is alright. he was looking quite flushed during the bidding? anakin is Concerned.
and anakin's poor date, who paid millions of credits for his attention, has to deal with an anakin who is obsessed with what's happening a table over and why are they laughing and are their knees touching beneath the table and maybe anakin should go over and like? break it up? his master is obviously a bit uncomfortable in all this candlelight. he looks beautiful, obviously, but he's clearly uncomfortable and he would feel better if anakin were there. obviously.
and anakin's poor date ALSO has to deal with meeting obi-wan kenobi after/during dinner because anakin can't keep in his lane, and general kenobi is downright hostile and cold to her because he's feeling incredibly overprotective at the thought of anakin having to spend time with some woman who bought him. as if he were a slave again.
#kit's silly lil aus#obikin#i feel like date auctions were huge aus in like 2015#but also i just finished season 1 ted lasso#so this was kicking around in my head#also anakin is out of his mind with jealousy that his wife gets to spend a romantic evening with his master#thats his master#why didnt anakin bid on his master??? he shouldn't have crowd-sourced this obviously#(anakin's poor date has not been looked at once)#anakin's poor date: so anakin --#anakin mind in a diffrent place: i'll stop you right there im married to my master#anakin's poor date: you're married to your master???#anakin: no wait. im married#not to my master.#im just married.#but also my master is here. and important to the story#anakin to himself: wait should i be married to my master??
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"Cartoons didn't have any of this gay stuff when I was growing up" Literally what was their whole deal

#80s cartoons#lgbtq#lgbtqia#tmnt 1987#tmnt 1990#tmnt shredder#tmnt krang#they're married your honor#they were so cute and for what#and they were roommates#this episode lives in my head rent free#comfort ship#teenage mutant ninja turtles
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When I was little I was SO in love with Link, but this was back in ye olden days when video game merch very sparsely existed and wasn't readily available, so my mom and sister fueled my obsession the only way they could by making me homemade paper dolls. This is the only one that survived

#there were like six of them and I used to kiss them goodnight#they also made one using a cutout of a princess doll from a JC Penney magazine and pasted my head onto it so I could#make Link and I get married#legend of zelda#link#originalcollection#90s#toys#toycore#kidcore#nostalgia#nostalgic#original#mine#cute#bright colors
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I wanna date someone who joins in to sing along when they catch me singing to myself
#wlw#wlw mood#sapphic#sapphism#lesbian#i sing A Lot#without realizing it#me proposing: will you be my mediocre duet partner for life?đ„șđ„ș#youd have to learn all the weird niche songs that never leave my head though sorry#id tell you what they were but sorry thatâs top secret info for my soulmateđ€#anyway if you start singing and having fun with me instead of making fun of me or telling me to stop i am kissing u on the mouth#immediately#straight to the church babe we getting married that very SECOND#im gay and i like sleeping
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Also with Kinger/Queenie now being confirmed canon I have to bring up a question that's pretty minor in the grand scheme of things but I have been wondering about ever since the theory first started circling around:
So were Kinger and Queenie already married before being trapped in the circus or were they individually trapped and met in the circus and then got digital-married? Obviously both scenarios are horribly tragic, and for the former I can't imagine what it must've been like for Kinger to lose his lifelong partner, the one who he once shared a normal life with and was basically his last tether to his human life, but the latter scenario is somehow even worse imo. Imagine being Kinger, alone and trapped and doomed to live out eternity in this digital hellscape, then against all odds connecting with a fellow victim, your only solace in this terrible new reality, reminding you of the humanity still left in you - and then having that one person keeping you sane being ripped away. The circus would have both gave Kinger that bit of happiness and then took it away, luring him into some false sense of normalcy and God if this is how it happened in canon that is just...my heart. Urgh.
#considering the circus gave them similar designs I would assume they were already married beforehand#but since there isn't any confirmation my head just spiraled out of control.#ugh. poor kinger and queenie. man#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc spoilers#tadc kinger#tadc queenie
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