#and the sweet kind girl whos really badass

[princess-glassred]

Alright hot take incoming:

Beverly Marsh in it 2017 is a terribly written female character and i'm tired of pretending like she's not.

As a woman, I love Bev in fics, I love 90's bev, I love fannon Bev, and this is no discredit to Sophia Lillis as an actor, or even 2017 Bev's personality, but it 2017 Bev is a perfect example of a character being fine but everything else about her being incredibly anti feminist (in my opinion).

First of all there's all the slut shaming, now don't get me wrong, i'd get it if this was just greta and henry and her dad. They're antagonists and it makes sense for the time period, BUT Bev is not jusy slut shamed by the antagonists, she's indirectly kind of slut shamed by the narritive. When Richie first meets her he tells rumors about her sleeping around, especially with Henry Bowers and he faces almost little to no pushback. Yeah eddie tells him to shut up, and Bill says "they're just rumors" but it really shouldn't matter if they're just rumors or not. The movie seems to think that the slut shaming is bad because she isn't sleeping with anyone, when slut shaming should be bad just because its a fuckin mean thing to do. Even if she did date Henry, who the fuck cares? It's literally her life, obviously she doesn't like him now. Also the way Richie words it as "Bill had her in the third grade" is 🤢.

In the bathroom scene they take time out of cleaning just so she can clarify to Bill that he's the only one she's ever kissed so I guess Bill can feel like a real special man. Even though she doesn't owe Bill really anything, let alone reassurance that she's only kissed him once. I'd absolutely understand if this was Bev reacting to her CSA, assuming she needs to make them men around her feel special by having a low body count, but the movie portays this scene as really sweet and romantic so i doubt it's the case.

The movie sexualizes Bev so much, and again, i'd understand if this was supposed to be commentary about her CSA but a lot of it is genuinely meant to further the plot or played off for laughs. Almost every single scene she has is about her sexual history or which guy she ends up with. Even Ben, who's entire thing is he's hopelessly in love with Bev gets more of a personality than just that. She's called a slut by greta keene, flirts with ben outside, """flirts""" with Mr. Keene to steal his shit, leaves the pharmacy to get oggled by Bill in slowmo, gets slut shamed by richie, gets oggled at the quarry, ect.

The movie also tries to act like she's a much stronger female than she really is, it reminds me a lot of in the 90's when they'd have those tough bad ass women who could sword fight and stuff but they'd always inevitably be kidnapped because of gener roles. I do admit that the scene of her jamming the fence post through pennhwise is cool, and so is the scene where she hits her dad, but her badassness is incredibly underminded in a lot of ways. First of all when they're asked who wants to go in she's the only one to raise her hand but she STILL doesn't go inside. Why? What possible reason could the narrative give as to why she stayed outside? To comfort Stan??? God forbid a girl helps save the boys unless it's in the smallest way possible. And then she gets kidnapped and essentially used as a plot device just for the boys to get back together. We can't just have them work things out and apologize and show up for each other because they're friends, they all need a woman to go rescue.

Having Beverly say "I am not afraid of you" is just lip service when you still have her be a damsel in distress, which she is officially rendered right after pennywise puts her in the deadlights. And now we come to the worst part of this whole thing, which is the deadlights kiss. Now, i'm some one who will defend snow white and sleeping beauty with my life, because i know how fairytale curses work and with sleeping beauty phillip is out right told that's what he has to do. This is not what happens in the movie. Ben and Bill see Bev dangling there, and after like half a second of trying to snap her out of it decide kissing her is the only way to get her out of this. Ben even sees Bill do it and fail but instead of trying literally anything else he thinks "i love her more, maybe it'll work with me!".

Guys I do not give a shit about how much Bill and Ben care about Bev, if anything that just makes kissing her while she's out of it worse. You may try to justify this by saying it really was the only way for them to do it, but that still doesn't change the fact YOU wrote it that way. YOU decided the only way to save bev was to kiss her without consent. Which you actively contradict with richie getting caught in the dead lights and snapped out it in it chapter 2. Stephen King didn't even write that shit, say what you will about the child orgy, but at least Bev was awake for it. She consented about as much as a girl her age could given that she's only 11. That's way more problematic than this but at least it was her idea, at least she conciously decided this was worth doing. All you've done is take a creepy sexual act that was at the very least consenual and displayed some sexual agency in the character, with a creepy non sexual non consenual act that took away agency. How girlboss is it that her first kisses with her love interests weren't even while she could could consent? She is kissed three times, once during a play and twice while she's unconcious, neither of which are her idea. I'm not saying a woman always has to instigate things romantically, but if you spend your whole movie talking about how she's a slut, maybe you should give her some free reign over her love life.

This is why I love 90's Bev so much, she's just a little fiesty tomboy who saves the boys asses with a sling shot and an epic blow to the head. She doesn't get damseled in distressed (the only time she gets saved are when Ben defends her during the rock fight), the boys aren't overly horny over her, the only people who really treat her like her gender defines her are her father, Tom, and Henry she's just great. And that came out in the 90's! I don't think the 90's miniseries is necessarily better than the 2017 movies, but I think their treatment of Bev is just inherently more feminist given that they don't constantly try to define her by her body counts. Yes she loves ben, but she has more to her than that. Even if you bring up things like body count to try and say she isn't a slut who's obsessed with boys, it's still not feminist because you're still constantly equating her value to who she's with. The only proper way to adress slut shaming is by acknowledging it's none of the characters business what she does and that if you do it at all you suck. But IT 2017 doesn't do that, because Bev's sexual maturity is explored only through the eyes of men, and that includes the narrative.

Her promiscuity is explained through Richie when she's not even there (who i will give the benefit of the doubt here and say was being mysoginsitic to try and compensate for his queerness, but even then, using a woman's sex life as a tool to make yourself feel better is awful no matter your reason), she only consents to anything until the very end, and this movie tries to act like it's not doing any of it by giving her a few measily crumbs of strength outside of being the guys girlfriend. I never felt like IT 2017 was one of the guys, because the movie would never let her be that. Fuck.

If you are a woman, or even just AFAB and disagree with this you are free to, I do not speak for every woman in the world and if you feel differently I will not try to change that. I can only speak my truth though, and my truth is that it 2017 Bev pisses me off.

[kaita0]

Deadpool & Wolverine w/ Soft but strong Reader Headcanon

Authors Note: @klerns-birdie A request from this beautiful person. Hope you all enjoy this headcanon as I am gonna pair it with a short fic and possibly another headcanon

You first met Wade when you auditioned for X Force. Wade was shocked and wary to see such a delicate flower like you wanting to be apart of something so dangerous and violent

Even though he ended up recruited you, it was really because he wanted you to fawn over him and have him be your savior.

He was surely mistaken when he saw your skills on the battlefield. Truly shocking Wade who never knew you had all of that in you.

"I see you firecracker. Well, Aren't you just full of surprises?"

When Wade was kidnapped by the TVA you were right there with him. Looking for a replacement Anchor Being together. Many of the different Logans had completely ignored Wade or just abused him while when they saw you, they were really sweet and flirty.

Every time yet another Logan from a different universe gives you a flirty remark you could feel Wade's eyes basically sticking to the back of his head. Too many eye rolls had finally got to him.

When you both finally found the "Worst Wolverine" Logan was quick to put all his anger out on Wade once finding each other in the Void. Logan was persuaded very gently and quickly by you to leave your boss alone.

It was hard for Logan to understand what a sweet thing like you was doing with a person like Wade.

"Why do you hang around this loser?" He asked you once. You tilt your head as if in thought. Trying to find the right answer. "He is technically my boss, so I gotta follow him around." Logan looked over to see Wade maskless with his 2 fingers digging in both of his nose holes. Logan grimaces at the sight. "Your boss is a fucking idiot."

Logan just as Wade once was seen you as just a sweetheart who cared about feelings and being kind and soft. Just your typical sweet soft girl.

When it was you all (You, Wade, Logan, Laura, Elektra, Remy & Blade) side by side, thats when Logan realized how much of a badass you truly was.

A proud grin on Wade's face watching you literally rip a man in half. "Isn't she great?" Logan doesn't even say anything, still trying to comprehend how capable you really are. Whole time he was thinking of having to protect you, if anything these men need to be protected from you.

Even though you are a badass, you really don't like fighting girls cause you're a girls girl

At the end of the battle, you are covered head to toe in blood and a sweet smile on your face. Now Logan had a proud smirk on his face.

Marvel Masterlist

[twiixr4kidz]

Hii can you do like reader sleeping on seven evil exes lap hehe I Also love ur writing!!♡

tysm!!! also apologies for how late this is i was on a hiatus ;^;

sleeping on the evil exes!!

matthew patel

he tears up a little bit

one second, you're awake and talking to him and the next, you're knocked out and drooling on his leg

he thinks you look adorable (he didn't take a picture of you what are you talking about)

he's also like, uncontrollably giggling and smiling over the fact that YOU!! FELL ASLEEP!! ON HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

lucas lee

on the outside, he's like "hell yeah this is awesome" but you know DAMNNNN well he's screaming internally

lucas has this habit of acting like a badass on the outside but any time you do something, he's filled with an overwhelming amount of joy

he sits there with you sleeping on him for as long as he can

eventually his legs start falling asleep, so he sneakily moves your head off of his lap and onto a pillow

he also covers you up with a blanket or his jacket or whatever is around just so you don't get cold

todd ingram

treats you like a sleeping kitten

if only you were awake to see the smile on his face when he realize you were asleep, you probably would've melted

he'll run his fingers through your hair as he mumbles something under his breath about how he wishes this moment could last forever

eventually, he falls asleep sitting up

bro is hella dedicated to keep you nice and comfortable!!!

roxie richter

she honestly doesn't notice at first

she's just talking to you, telling you about her day or something that happened in this show that she's been watching, and you're not responding

at first she's like "what the heck, y/n?" and then when she realizes you're asleep, she's like "OHHHHHH" and then she's like "OH?? OH MY GOD???"

note, she's whisper-screaming to herself because she doesn't wanna wake you up

she's the kind of girl who can fall asleep anywhere, so she gets comfy next to you and crashes too

kyle katayanagi

very similarly to roxie, he's probably telling one of his crazy party stories when he realizes you're asleep

instead of stopping, he lowers his voice and keeps talking

he'll just keep telling stories until he falls asleep or until you wake up

his hand is resting on your arms as he draws circles with his thumb on it

he's really enjoying the fact that you trust him enough to just pass out on his lap like that

and you're definitely gonna get an earful of it when you wake up, because who is kyle if NOT a tease??

ken katayanagi

he's usually reading, so it takes him a moment to realize you're out

he smiles to himself, softly saying how you should've gone to bed when he said, but he still thinks it's cute

ken'll start reading to you too

he isn't sure why he does it

maybe it's something about the soothing, intimate nature of reading a book to somebody, or maybe it's just because he's ken and that's what he does

he'll bring you to bed when he's done with the chapter

he wants you to sleep well and NOT have a sore neck when you wake up, how sweet :))

gideon graves

he's a very busy guy, so this isn't new

actually it happens quite a lot

he'll get home late and you'll be falling asleep on the couch waiting for him

he greets you sweetly, sitting down next to you and putting on your favorite show to watch together

he knows that when you rest your head on his lap, you're going to fall asleep and he's more than okay with it

as much as he does love it, he tries not to get home so late that it happens in the first place

[bigbadvoxbox]

Hi, I would like to ask for a smut from Adam x fem Reader, he takes Lucifer's wife so he can get back at Lucifer I love your posts

THANKS ANON

warnings: previous lucifer x reader. unprotected sex (don't do this). degradation if you squint? like a brief mix of both degradation and praise.

- Lucifer's pretty ex-wife, almost looking more like an angel than a demon, which was one thing that Adam found pretty appealing. The attractive appearance, with the subtle demonic features? Badass. He was into it.

- Puts his plan into action. He knows usually he can get any girl he wants, he's fucking Adam, but you're gonna be special. You were Lucifer's bitch (affectionately), so he wants to make this BIG.

- He plays it real cool. Lucifer almost hands you over himself, sending you to a meeting Adam had requested instead of showing up himself. This was the second time Lucifer had bailed like this now, what a little bitch. He can't help but feel lucky that even after splitting, you were still on okay enough terms for Lucifer to ask you such a favour.

- You have a little chat, and he plays a few harmless little jokes on you. It's been a while since you've laughed this way, and you confide in Adam that Lucifer wasn't the most social. You missed him. He stayed locked away in his room, and you got a small "hi, sweetheart" now and again, but it just wasn't the same. Not compared to how he used to hold you in his arms, sing songs to you, like a fairytale type of love. You missed that. Which was why you left him.

- Adam couldn't help but scoff at this, he should've expected as much from Lucifer.

- "Y'know, he missed out on some good shit. You're a fuckin' hottie. I don't know what he was doing ignoring a babe like you." He says. It's meant to be... comforting? Maybe? In his own way. You're a little confused, but also a little flattered?

- You two start to gossip like friends would, and you become more comfortable with the man sitting a few seats away from you, completely forgetting about the business portion of this meeting (a.k.a. the bullshit Adam made up to even get the meeting in the first place).

- He brags about himself a bit, and you can't help but find it the littlest bit charming, in a funny way. He talks about his band, how he "fuckin' shreds like a badass" on the guitar, and how the fangirls go crazy for him.

- "I'm not too interested in them though. I have my eye on someone else. I mean- yeah, they're cute 'n all, but nothing compared to this one chick I've been thinkin' about lately. She's somethin' real special." he explains.

- "A cute little lady whose shitty ex-husband left her feelin' so lonely... and unsatisfied too, I bet."

- That's when you catch on, taking notice of the subtle flirtatious smirk that plays on his lips. You feel your cheeks burn the slightest bit, and you turn your head away, a bit speechless.

- Adam knows he has you now.

- A few sweet words later, and steps closer that you didn't even really seem to notice him taking, too busy focusing on his (slightly vulgar) flattery, you now feel each other's breath against your faces. The moment is tense, and his lips, now exposed after he removed his mask, ghosting over yours.

- The mask was quite the reveal. But you had to admit, he was not at all bad looking. He wasn't exceptional, but he didn't need to be. You liked him just the way he was. In this small meeting he had shown you more kindness and attention than your husband had in a while.

- One thing led to the next. A flirtatious glance, a gentle brush against each other's hand, and next thing you know, you're laying on your back on the meeting table, Adam between your legs, his lips on your neck.

- He can't help but leave you absolutely covered in hickeys. It's nice to be possessive over something. Someone who's his now. He finally turned the tables on Lucifer, and that thought can't help but bring a smug grin to his face.

- When he was joking around earlier, calling himself the "dick master" you thought he was kidding.

He was not.

- He fucking pounds you into the table, one hand on your waist, the other on your tits, feelin' you up and teasin' you to get you all flustered. He wonders how long it's been since you felt this good, but don't worry, he'll make you forget all about that.

- He can't deny that you feel (ironically enough) fucking heavenly. It's like he can't get enough of it. Not only is the sex itself amazing, he just can't get enough of the victorious feeling of getting back at Lucifer.

- Trust me when I say he has you SCREAMING. He's so fucking glad he didn't use the hologram, instead taking the risk of going down to Hell himself, just for the opportunity to feel that cunt on his cock.

- "That's a good fuckin' bitch."

- He honestly can't even quite help the filth that just comes out of his mouth so naturally, his language vulgar but.. kinda hot?

- He can't help but cum inside you and fill you up, groaning a drawn out "Fuck yes." as he hovers over you on the table.

- He's pretty happy with his new badass demon bitch by his side, and his visits to Hell on "business" become a lot more frequent. The business in question is just him fucking you in every possible position, leaving you covered in hickeys, kisses, and bite marks. You're all his now. Suck it, Lucifer.

THATS IT

it's almost 4 am so this is not at all proofread

so if it's shit

i'm sorry

edit: the cheating part made me feel bad so i switched it up

[hispg]

That's my daddy!

Pairings: DI! Leon X Fem! Reader

Summary: Your daughter gives a small speech for her dad.

Wc: 900

Warnings: dad! Leon, bit of fluffy, Leon being a silly man for his daughter.

An: Just remembering that I'm on vacation and won't be able to interact with you. I'll be back on February 6th and answer everyone! 🫶🏻

It was even comical the way Leon was in his daughter's classroom, in the middle of a bunch of children. The point of his being here was a presentation by the kids, where the parents would come to the school and receive a short presentation from their own children.

He was standing there, an awkward smile on his face, the suit he'd insisted on wearing to look presentable for the occasion. After all, the occasion was important. How could it not be? His girl giving a heartwarming speech in honor of her father was more than special.

Last week it had been your turn, and you had assured him that the little ones would like him too, so he didn't have to worry so much.

As soon as his daughter stood up, she came in with a smile from corner to corner, her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail as she came in all bouncy.

"That's my daddy!" She begins, pride evident in her voice.

Leon smiles, looking around as the children look him up and down.

"I'm Leon, Leon Scott Kennedy." Leon says a little awkwardly, feeling like a clown in this situation.

"He's like a superhero! He's the bravest man I know!" She says, her giant smile making Leon melt inside.

She then stood on her tiptoes, making herself taller and speaking louder:

"Daddy is even friends with the president!" She said proudly once again, and that was enough for all the kids in the room to make a low murmur.

"Are you a superhero? The kind with superpowers?" One of the boys in the class asked, looking at Leon with a certain curiosity.

Leon chuckled, preparing to answer, but his daughter stopped him and answered for him.

"Of course! Daddy keeps the country safe! He's my hero!" She said, with a sweetness and tenderness that made him tear up.

Leon paid attention to every word his daughter said, he couldn't hold back the tears that soaked his vision when he saw the little girl speak about him with so much tenderness. Leon was her figure, the reason for so much admiration. Your daughter kept saying that Leon was a super police officer who took care of everyone, who kept everyone safe.

He had explained his profession to her this way, something simpler that hid the horrendous details of his profession. When she finished, all the children clapped, soon starting to whisper among themselves, Leon had really caught their attention.

All the children started bombarding him with questions, seemingly completely impressed by Leon. And although he didn't really want to, he even showed them his federal agent badge. That was all it took for the kids to get even more excited about Leon.

And he was only able to leave the classroom when he managed to answer all the curious little ones, in all honesty he didn't think it would somehow be so comical. While he was waiting for his daughter to finish talking to her classmates, one of them said:

"Your dad is so cool!" A gentle smile on the boy's face.

And then your daughter replies, " It's my dad! The most badass, coolest dad in the world!" She says with a little smile, hugging Leon's legs tightly.

Leon's heart filled with pride, and a cocky smile appeared on his face.

This was his daughter, and he was her hero.

Then they both headed out, finding you waiting for them outside.

"So, how was it?" You asked, giving Leon a reassuring smile.

"Great." He replies back, giving you a kiss on the forehead as you walk back home.

The path was calm, your daughter talking about how her day had been, school and everything her friends said. Soon the topic stopped at a toy kitchen, one she had seen at the mall and really wanted. And she knew that Leon wasn't capable of denying anything a girl asked for.

"Daddy, I want to buy a new kitchen!" Your daughter giggles, looking at her father with puppy dog eyes.

You giggled, giving the little one's hand a gentle squeeze as she walked between you and Leon, holding both your hands.

"But don't you already have one, darling?" Leon asks, not that he would deny buying the child a new kitchen if she wanted one.

Money has never been a problem for him, at least not since he started working as an agent.

"But mine's small! I want a big one! That way I'll be able to make the same food as mommy!" she said, a big smile on her face, showing the dimples you loved so much.

Leon then looked at the little girl, replying with a mischievous smile on his lips, "Burnt food, you say?"

The comment was enough to make you narrow your eyes at Leon, only to see him laughing his ass off at his own comment.

Your daughter was about to laugh too, but she saw your gaze on Leon and held her smile, not holding her tongue to complain to him.

"Daddy! Mommy makes the best food in the world!" She says in her cute, loving voice, giving you a smile.

"If the food is bad, I'll let you take care of dinner tonight." You tell him, and at the same moment his laughter dies down.

"Oh, come on. Just kidding." He mumbles, trying to win you over with a peck.

"You're cooking dinner tonight." You say again, looking at him while your daughter giggles at her father's expression.

Well, at least he had no plans to have dinner at home tonight. Dinner in a restaurant seemed like the perfect escape.

[archangeldyke-all]

Omg omg reader doing skincare on Sev? (Forgot to put my emoji lmao)

-🥨

GOD this is such a cute fucking idea oh my god.

men and minors dni

sevika knows that she has a simple skincare routine. she watches silco get ready every morning, mildly amused by the fact that the man uses more products than even she does-- so she knows that there's all kinds of lotions and potions out there she's never even heard of.

when she meets you, she finally gets a peek into that world.

who knew there was so much shit for your skin? sevika's only ever used bar soap and body lotion-- yes, for her face too-- and she's been fine.

but, through you, she learns there's so much more. there's muds and masks you can plaster on your face, there's serums and spfs, acids and exfoliates and moisturizers-- it's a lot.

still-- each time she presses a kiss to your soft, smooth cheek, sevika can't help but sigh at the flowery smell that clings to you.

and when she's sitting in bed beside you, reading while you watch a show and let a sheet mask soak into your face, sevika wonders what it might be like if she upgraded her skincare, a bit.

"baby." she mumbles. you turn over to look at your girlfriend.

"yeah, love?"

"does my skin need all that stuff yours does?" she asks.

you shrug. "i don't think my skin really needs a face mask once a week-- but it's fun. makes my skin all shiny and plump for a few days. you might like it babe, it's really relaxing."

so, the next time you swipe on a mud mask, you call sevika into the bathroom. "babe, come here!"

"what?" she asks, shuffling into the bathroom as she pulls her sleep shirt on.

"wanna try a mask?" you ask.

sevika smiles.

you paint it on for her, and she can't deny that she likes the cool feeling of the mud on her face, and the warm way you gently move her face with her chin pinched between your fingers.

"what now?" she asks, looking at your matching green faces in the mirror. you giggle.

"wait for it to dry 'n we'll wash it off. i can slice some cucumbers to put over your eyes, if you want the full salon experience." you tease.

but sevika seems interested, smiling and nodding sweetly. "okay."

you grin, then rush to the kitchen to scour the fridge for the veggies.

that's how it starts. it snowballs from there.

in the morning, sevika stands right by your side as you wash your face, apply your spot treatments, and rub in all your skincare for the day.

you'll do one step on your face, then turn to sevika and do the same on hers.

you guys don't have the same skin type, so some of the steps you skip on her. but it becomes both of your favorite part of your morning routine.

sevika loves feeling your hands gently massage her face, you love the sweet, trusting, way she closes her eyes and leans into your hands.

for her birthday that year, you buy her her own pots and jars of products-- things specified for the little dry patches on her nose and the pimples she gets between her boobs.

she loves it-- but she still refuses to apply it herself. half the reason she's getting into skin care in the first place is so she can feel your hands on her each morning and evening.

your night routine is a lot slower-- neither of you have anywhere you need to be.

you'll gently sway in one another's arms, sipping on whiskey or wine as you slowly, sweetly massage away the little furrow in her brow, the tension she carries in her jaw.

she sleeps like a fucking baby after-- all coated in her perfumed creams and relaxed from your touch, smushed right against you in bed.

within a year, sevika becomes a skincare expert. at work, she starts recommending products to her goons. she starts wearing the little star pimple patches you wear-- out in public and everything. she doesn't care that it contradicts her badass appearance-- she's matching with her girl. that's all that matters to her.

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[butmakeitgayblog]

when do you think clark & lexa officially started falling for each other? we all know lexa fell first & clark fell harder BUT what was the turning point for clark?

Oooo what an interesting thought

For Lexa, I think that's simple. Hers came in 3 pretty easy sequences. I think her physical attraction started at first meeting. Her respect and admiration started when she watched Clarke save Lincoln. But I think she really truly began to fall in love with Clarke the night that Clarke mercy-killed Finn. I think she saw a kindred spirit in Clarke then. She saw so much of her own broken heart in Clarke, as well as her resolve and strength and clever intelligence. She saw the strength of the warrior and the resolve of the leader and the tenderness of Clarke's beating heart, and it was just a moment of realization.

Like, "oh... now I see you..."

As for Clarke, I think arguments could be made for a lot of their moments, but truthfully, I think it really started after Lexa confessed that she had feelings.

Now I'm not saying that was when she was first attracted to Lexa, nor do I think it was the first time she even thought that she felt some undefinable kind of connection to her, NOR do I think it was when she even realized she was falling for her. But I do think it was the first time Clarke really let herself begin to contemplate the idea of what exactly it was that she felt for Lexa. The attraction. The admiration. That pull that always existed so tangibly between them.

I mean, it's such a charged moment, what with her fighting to protect Octavia and feeling as though she's gotten nowhere. And on top of everything, Lexa has the aUDACITY of being shockingly vulnerable and achingly sweet right in the middle of their arguement - right after Clarke has backed her into a table and read her the riot act about feelings and being a coward and goddAmnit Clarke was JUST feeling like a badass bitch in that moment - and Clarke has to immediately pivot away from it to threaten Lexa's secrets as leverage.

She goes from pissed off, to emboldened, to knocked off kilter by this confession, back to pissed off agaain in the span of, what? 20 seconds?

And yet.

And yet and yet and yet!

When she stomps outside in a huff of righteous indignation, what does she do?

She stops and looks back at Lexa's tent, needing a moment to collect to herself.

That's not the face of someone who is angry. It's barely even a face of relief. No, that's the face of a girl trying very hard to hold her shit together. To steady her resolve. Her ass was shooketh by that confession from Lexa, and while she kept her focus on the goal in the moment, Lexa absolutely knocked Clarke emotionally on her ass to the point that the second she was out of eyesight, Clarke was damn near spinning out.

The girl was a tiny rumpled mess of nerves and adrenaline and Feelings™

And I don't think she ever truly recovered from that moment. You see it moving forward in her increased comfort in Lexa's space. Even with her 'not yet' you don't see her actually pull away from Lexa. If anything, you see that admiration grow. From when they give the plans for their siege with her standing shoulder to shoulder with Lexa (and also stealing sneaky looks wE SEE YOU wanheda 👀), to admitting that Lexa has changed the way she thought about Grounders, to practically holding Lexa's hand when they try and push the button to blow the door open. It's these minute moments of them sharing half smiles and energy exchanges that, while innocent, still feel more charged and poignant than just leaders readying for battle.

Because they were.

And I think she, like Lexa, had every intention of exploring whatever it was between them further once the mountain had fallen.

But... then the betrayal happen.

[dearharriet]

hello love! congrats on 150 followers, your writing is very lovely, you deserve this so much more 🩷❗

i was wondering if i could get a 🍸send me a character + one of the following songs to write a drabble for with sirius black + lover's rock tv girl. (perhaps a tattoo artist au? only if you're comfortable though!)

feel free to ignore if you don't feel like writing it :) hope you have a nice day/night ahead! 🩷

hi, lovey! thank you for being so sweet, i hope this is something like what you had in mind 🩷 (wc: 874) (cw: pg mentions of nudity, mentions of smoking)

The whirring buzz of the tattoo gun does little to calm your shoddy nerves, though it at least pads the long standing silence. You’re not really sure if it’s customary to chat with your tattoo artist or not, but it certainly feels tense between you two. Luckily you only have…

You pick up your phone as casually as you can, careful not to twist your torso somehow.

3:17. Two hours left. How is that possible?

“Getting sick of me?”

Tucking your phone away, you glance down at the man inking your sternum. He’s lifted from you momentarily to dab at the area he’s working on, the sterile towel coming away black and red. You’re not sure if it’s proximity or some kind of psychological pain response, but he’s probably the hottest man you’ve ever seen. And he thinks you’re sick of him.

“No, not at all. How’s it coming?”

The man—his name is Sirius—smiles like he knows exactly what you’re doing, but he allows you to divert the conversation anyways.

“S’fucking badass. You’re a brave one for getting something so big for your first piece.” He’s completely genuine, which sends a lovely shock of pride through you. You’re not the daredevil type, but you aim to impress.

“It’s not so bad as I thought it’d be.”

Wincing, Sirius tilts his head like he’s about to burst your bubble.

“Well, I’ve only done your sternum.” As he says so, he places a gloved hand just under the place he’s mentioning, and you try hard not to suck in a breath. “Once I get to your ribs it’s gonna hurt a lot more.”

Right. He doesn’t demonstrate where he’s talking about for that, considering the rib area you have mapped out is essentially your underboob. You’re not sure how to feel about that, especially now that you’ve met who’s inking it, but you figure you’ll manage when the moment arises.

“Right, yeah, I keep forgetting,” you say truthfully.

Sirius sits back.

“Do you wanna break? Have a snack, maybe?”

Twisting your lips, you avoid his expectant gaze. A break admittedly sounds really nice, but for some reason it feels shameful to say. You’d sort of planned to tough it out the full three hours, no matter what.

“I’ll be fine, I think. I ate beforehand like you told me.”

At this, Sirius grins, though he’s also peeling his latex gloves off.

“Good lass,” he praises. “I’m gonna step out shortly for a smoke, though, if you don’t mind.”

You blink. “Not at all.”

Tossing his gloves, Sirius stands and exits without a word, leaving you sprawled on the tattoo chair. Finally out of his sight, you feel you can breathe again, but it’s all for naught; Sirius comes strolling back in moments later with a juice pouch and several snacks, taking your breath away again.

“Alright, killer, take your pick.”

You glance over the options he assembled—cookies and crackers and crisps—and hesitantly decide on one, slightly off-kilter. Sirius is like a whirlwind, or a cyclone. He dumps the remaining snacks on the counter behind him, and then he’s on you, putting his big hands under your shoulders to help you sit up.

“Let’s get you sat in my chair, it’s a bit more comfortable.” He does exactly that, setting you up for an intermission that you sorely need, and then he just…lingers. You’re certainly not complaining—his aptly ink-black hair and exposed tattooed forearms are really doing it for you. Still, it’s odd that the smoke break he planned never seems to happen.

When you’re back in the chair, satiated and far less jittery, you finally realize what he’s done.

“You tricked me.”

Sirius glances up from the ink palette he’s re-prepping, raising a dubious brow.

“Did I?”

“You did. You said you were taking a smoke break.”

Shrugging, he saddles up close to you, easing back into his work. A little jolt goes through you at the first contact.

“Relax,” Sirius says under his breath, and you make a conscious effort to unclench your muscles. “I changed my mind.”

“What?”

“Smoke break,” he reminds you. “I changed my mind.”

“Oh,” you breathe, waving him off. “Right. No you didn’t.”

Sirius pulls back to laugh at that, his shoulders shaking gently.

“Really, I did. I wanted to take my smoke break later, say—“ he bobs his head in an indecisive motion, “—another hour from now.”

Really, you're not sure this tattoo will ever get done if you keep making each other laugh. Sirius has to wait for your chest to stop lifting to continue.

“I’ve changed my mind, too,” you say as he finally ducks back in.

“Oh, yeah?” Sirius shoots an indulgent grin up at you. “‘Bout what?”

“I’m completely sick of you.” Another long pause in his work, and this time you’re both laughing. “You're incorrigible.”

As Sirius laughs, you watch his lips pull back over his teeth, canines flashing. Everything about the look of him is sharp, but his laugh is warm and round. Boyish.

“Pardon me for looking after you. It won’t happen again.”

Glaring at him with an exasperation you don’t really feel, you say, “yes it will.”

Sirius licks over his teeth now, an image of feigned guilt.

“Yes,” he agrees, “it will.”

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[electraslight]

Gwen Tennyson is one of my favorite characters in anything ever but there's this pervasiveness in this fandom that shes. Well. A nice, good person. And I don't really like that, especially when shes absolved of her very clear faults to the detriment of other characters. Basically all of Gwen and Kevin's relationship is Gwen doing things to Kevin that, in a normal show, she would be made to apologize for, like rushing him into a relationship when he has made it clear he is not interested at that moment, trying to make him jealous and putting their whole team in danger (which is entirely put on bens shoulders and not hers), hitting him as a punchline for a joke when all Kevin's done is make a silly comment, calling him ugly, blah blah blah you get my point I've been over this a billion times. There are other characters who get the short stick too. In the episode where Elena pretends to be Julie and puts the alien trio under the impression that she ditched nationals to hang out with ben, sure as a friend you'd be worried, but Gwen keeps saying over and over that it's not like julie, she shouldn't put a boy over herself, telling her she made a bad decision, even when julie tells her no, I've made my decision, I don't want to talk about this. Gwen does not respect anyone's boundaries even people like Kevin, Julie, and Ben, who are supposed to be her friends. But people in the fandom characterize Gwen as sweet, kind, helpful, never in the wrong ever even when she is doing something horrible. Remember when people used to say that "Gwen didn't deserve kevin" not because of the constant belittling of his interests, lack of appreciation of his boundaries (see also: those scenes in Trade Off where Kevin repeatedly takes her hand off of him and she keeps trying to touch him anyway), and general nastiness, but because Kevin, who was at the time under the impression that Gwen was getting tired of him (wonder why he'd think that what with her calling him hideous every other episode) got groomed, assaulted, and enslaved. And that's his fault I guess because he's a guy and guys can't get abused. Gwevin is so good you guys the only problem is Kevin,the guy who left his entire support system to go live with his girlfriend, the guy who carries her bags and nonstop talks about how much he lives her when she can never muster up a word to say about him besides "He's nice" and "he's changed". Gwen is always in the right because shes a girl boss character who is not allowed to have flaws besides being stuck up or whatever, and it's totally OK if she needlessly suspects everyone around her and crosses the boundaries of basically everyone she talks to. Read me this: if you think female characters should be strong, why shouldn't you acknowledge Gwen's flaws? Why is it better to have a character who's kind, sweet, motherly, badass but only in ways that won't upstage the male main character, than an awkward, horrible teenage girl who loves people so strongly she strangles them, who's overly paranoid based on her own biases, who views her friends as projects she can fix, but God she is trying so hard. God, I'm begging you, please factor this in to your Gwen fanworks, I'm so tired of her being portrayed as a good person. Shes not a good person. Shes a 16 year old girl.

(Also sorry I talked so much about gwevin its just that Gwen isn't allowed to be her own person outside of men in this show)

[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

being tony stark's daughter would include... (headcanons)

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 778

request: yes / no

original request: can you do one where the reader is tony’s daughter and loves to wear fancy stuff like cher from clueless 😭. and instead of being that stereotypical “mean spoiled rich girl”, the reader is actually super sweet and people sometimes take that for granted and use her for her stuff and money?

dynamic: tony stark x stark daughter!reader

characters: reader, tony stark, happy hogan, mention of steve rogers, natasha romanoff, bruce banner, peter parker, harley keener, and miles morales

a/n: ty for the request!! also requests are still open hehe :)

coming soon: clint barton younger sibling headcanons, overprotective avengers when reader has a boyfriend headcanons, hanging at the sanctum sanctorum over break headcanons

taglist: @nutellani

(message me or send an ask if you'd like to be included in the taglist!)

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tony stark is an awesome dad. 

like he just goes above and beyond to make you smile.

it’s well-known that he spoils everyone at the compound, but since you’re his daughter, he spoils you A LOT.

you’ll come home from school often to find a little box on your bed, and it’s always something you either had mentioned in passing, or something that you didn’t even know you needed. 

like you got into crocheting for a little bit. you now have buckets full of multicolored yarns in every texture and color one could ever need!!

also i feel like when you told him your favorite ice cream was the same flavor as his favorite, he literally almost burst with excitement.

and now you ALWAYS have that ice cream.

he even built a little gadget that only lets you and him eat out of it.

the only exception to the rule is happy, as thor painfully found out one day.

he went to have some and it shocked him, but happy just reached in and got it anyway.

also if you’re tony stark’s daughter, i just have to say what an iconic trio you, your dad, and happy are.

like y’all always look so badass with matching shades or whatever.

you got matching shirts for you three for christmas and they both reluctantly wore it.

natasha took like fifteen pictures and steve was literally on the floor dying because he thought it was so funny.

anyways one of the coolest things about being tony stark’s daughter are the gadgets.

for example, you have a lot of clothes. but guess what? you don’t ever have to do laundry.

all of your clothes are put in this special hamper. it washes, dries, and folds/hangs the clothes up for you, then puts them away in a neat fashion. 

you have a high tech mirror (ala cher from clueless!!!!) where you can “try on” outfits before you actually retrieve them to wear.

it’s kind of awesome? 

jk it IS awesome.

anyways you’re also super smart.

science and math just come easily.

it must be…. in your blood or something.

bruce made that joke once and tony locked him out of the lab. then peter tried to make it too and tony made him go “test” a robot that blocks people out of a room HAHA

that being said, your dad actually lets you in the lab.

ikr? kind of crazy.

you have your own little corner to work on stuff.

also you and bruce are so iconic. i think you would have tea parties every sunday. 

tony says it’s “childish” but you can tell he’s jealous

once you caught happy setting up high tea for him and tony but then he told you that you didn’t actually see anything

now, it’s usually a great thing to be tony stark’s daughter

but finding real friends is tough.

there are people who are awesome, like peter parker, harley keener, and miles morales. 

but there’s a lot of people who’ll use you to get to your dad or your money.

and yes that sounds stereotypical, but it’s really tough.

there was a group of kids who seemed really excited to go out with you, but then you realized it was all for social media clout and that they expected gifts and stuff.

so you ended up exploding on them, and it gave your dad some bad press.

you were so embarrassed that you locked yourself in your room, refusing to come out.

happy left some tea outside but you didn’t want it.

so then finally tony came in.

guys he’s iron man he can get through a locked door 

and you didn’t really want to talk.

so instead he just put on some music.

some really loud guitar music.

and then, with the door still open, tony stark began playing air guitar.

now you knew he would do this sometimes, but not with the door open.

and then he started to SING.

that man cannot sing guys.

needless to say, it gave you a laugh.

he grabbed your hands, pulled you up, and the two of you started dancing around the room, laughing harder than ever before.

when the song ended, he told you he wasn’t mad.

and that people can be losers sometimes

but that you certainly weren’t.

then he said one day he would come up with a loser detector so that you wouldn't have to go through something like that again.

and he was only half joking, so you just laughed.

but deep down, you were happy to have someone who cared for you as much as your dad, tony stark, did.

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[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

Can you do the sfw & nsfw shy!male!reader headcanons again but with Loona and Millie if that’s okay??

"Good Boy" ; Loona, Millie

SFW:

Totally understands insecurity! All her life, she's felt like she wasn't important enough to be her own person, so she'll be the first to try and quell those worries in you.

"Oh, don't worry, S/O, you're cute as a button, y'know that?!"

Probably maims anyone who makes you feel insecure, not gonna lie.

She'll try to help you come out of your shell, but if you can't? That's okay, she's got enough energy and outspokenness for both of you!

She'll at least try to get you integrated with I.M.P., though, since after all, those are like her found family.

Speaking of, her actual family... probably think you're a wuss.

Except for Sallie May, though she teases you a little, too, but it's more lighthearted.

Don't worry, though. You got a badass girl who will stick up for you, no questions ask. And Sallie will go right behind her out of love for her sister.

NSFW:

She's a very sweet dom!

She'll be checking every few minutes that you're comfortable, not in any pain, etc.!

I say this because, based on Moxxie, we know she likes pegging, so... be ready for that.

She won't do it if you're not comfortable, though, of course. Everything she does needs EXPLICIT consent, none of the "reading between the lines" that others could do.

"Don'tcha worry, honey-bun! We got all night for this stuff!"

She's very patient, and makes sure to praise you repeatedly.

After all, she understands that your self-esteem is already low enough and your shyness can lead to insecurity, she doesn't want this to be another for you.

She's always very cautious introducing new things into the bedroom and always very slow-paced. After all, she doesn't want to scare you, and wants you to know you can stop at any point and trust her to do the same if you tell her to.

SFW:

She won't make fun of you as much as she makes fun of everyone else, at the very least. And for you, it'll always be miniscule things.

While she's ridiculing Moxxie for his weight, she's teasing you for the jewelry you have on, for example.

Jewelry she gave you, mind you.

But that's because she knows that won't affect you as much, since if she really hated it, she wouldn't have bought it for you.

She also won't let anyone else talk shit. I mean, she's an assassin, anyone who tries has a nasty surprise coming for them.

"Excuse me? Do you have something to say? Or are you that pathetic that you think mocking someone who can actually manage to have what you don't is attractive? Didn't think so. Get the fuck out of my sight. Don't ever look at me or my boyfriend again."

Will let you mess with her ears or tail if you get overwhelmed in public or just need a distraction. Do be gentle though, it isn't like those aren't a part of her!

Matching outfits, too. No need to feel insecure in your relationship with her. <3

NSFW:

She's kind of a lazy dom, to be honest.

Like, she'll tell you what to do, but she won't actually do anything, herself. That'd be preposterous!

The "slight groaning, will muffle her moans" type. She won't be overt about praise, but she'll definitely still give it so you don't feel bad about it.

"Fuck- Stop. Right there, what you just did. Keep doing that."

She's not the meanest, but she's also far from nice to you. She'd have you eat her out while she's on her phone, and if you satisfied her, she'd let you fuck her.

But honestly, she doesn't really mind anything you wanna try on her, and won't shame you for the idea, just some light teasing.

If she sees that her teasing upsets you, though, she'll stop.

Probably the type to make you wear a collar and take a picture for... later use.

[reveseke]

Artist reader & characters of Cobra Kai. Nothing but fluff and gen (mentions of (full+partial) nude art, but nothing specific!), no specific genders for the reader.

Threw in the girls & Ant as well, bc i could and I genuinely wanted to. All of them could be perceived as either platonic or romantic.

Reminder that my blog is male, ftm, enby, masc centric and I do not write for fem readers!

Eli, Miguel, Demetri, Robby, Anthony, Moon, Yasmin, Tory & Sam w/ an artist reader!

Just my thoughts nothing more or less. :3 also they get noticeably shorter the further down you go lol.

— Eli; I think he'd find it cool if you were into drawing and sketching (I don't believe he'd have a favorite style, just random sketches of the most random-est of things does it for him to think you're really cool and talented). He'd absolutely loved to get a peak at the sketches, especially if he catches you sketching something. If you dare to show him a sketch of him either post Hawk or before Hawk he'd ask you if he could keep it with the sweetest of smiles. Also graffiti, absolutely would mess around with spray paint with you.

However he would be a bit meaner just for the show during S1-3 specifically with his macho show of I'm a goddamn badass pretender for the girls. He'd just be basically mean for the laughs but swear he'd also be sweet as fuck to you afterwards and making up for his behaviour. (Make him sit for a few hours and be your model, that'll do lol.) [Side note I think Hawk would be the kind of guy to think about partial nude art but never admit it.]

— Miguel; just in general this boy is fucking bashful and amazed for your skill at drawing. He'd love to breeze through your sketchbooks and ask you to draw something for him. Absolutely anything and he'd cherish it, especially if it was something of him or nature-related. I also think he'd love abstract patterns. I also think he appreciates graffiti and murals!

— Demetri; interested for sure, especially if you're into drawing fantasy characters and settings. He's a comic nerd, he'd love to see your take on some of his favored characters from comics. fanart kind of guy imo. Also if you draw him his DnD character he'd love you for eternity. Just saying :3 (I also believe that Dimitri would have artistic talent as well. Thinking about dates where y'all just geek about your interests and draw, create stories etc.) I also think that Dimitri would love to see scenery art.

— Robby; this man cannot take a pen in hand and draw himself at all imo, he seems like he's a bit lost but he'd absolutely adore your drawings. I think he'd be into scenery and a realistic type of art. For some reason I think he'd be the guy who doesn't exactly get art, but gets joy from watching someone else geek out about a specific piece and tell him about it and the history/background around the artwork. (Looking at Mona Lisa rn so hard) [side note on this guy, he'd absolutely at some point ask about nude art in general.]

— Ant; we know this guy plays DnD as well, he'd be interested in your drawings and love silly sketches especially off of characters related to his interests. Somehow thinking Anthony wouldn't get abstractical art if it didn't have fantasy-esque in it. Just video game art, absolutely.

— Moon; Personally love her character sm down to earth (not really, she seems more daydream type) and interested in crystals, chakras and energies! I think she'd be interested in symbolism within art and just be really really interested in spiritual-related artworks. Abstractical patterning that takes inspiration from a culture? Mythology related artworks? She'd absolutely eat them up and I mean gobble it all up, I also see her as someone who'd do art with you.

— Yasmin; she'd love to see what you were sketching especially if it was her, because I think she would let you just draw her up in different outfits even without asking if you could. [Personally also think she'd be interested in nude or revealing art.] She'd be your model without any further questioning, BUT be sure your up for the task to hear her whine about how long it's going to take and just be cheesy with some memes. (Koff Koff the popular french girl line.)

— Tory; now I don't think Tori's much of an art girl either, but she'd love to see your sketchbook like the others and watch you draw. However this doesn't by any means rule out graffiti, she'd be up in a second if spray paints and graffiti was mentioned imo! I also think she'd have an eye for scenery and murals artworks with abstract types of art.

— Sam; she'd love to see your sketches and artworks as well! I think Sam wouldn't inherently be that interested in art, but she'd absolutely let you rattle her ears off talking about art and such. I think she appreciates scenery art a lot and murals.

[thefoxlibrary]

So

Just did a rewatch of the Night at the Museum films. Now, don't get me wrong, I love those films, really fun and cool, love the queer lil cowboy and Roman, but I have beef with the second film, which is supposed to be the best?, solely because of the portrayal of Amelia Earhart.

And I remembered I have Tumblr for this reason :)

Spoilers, of course.

So she's introduced when they arrive at the British museum, as the first woman to cross the Pacific and a pioneer in many other things.

The only other moment she's treated with respect is when they meet the Tuskegee's and it's only for a moment.

She spends the rest of the film being reduced to the stereotype of a woman head-over-heels for a man. She literally follows him like a puppy dog from the very first moment they meet.

What kind of representation is that? The whole time is spent saying that the expos in the museum are for people to learn. What about the little girl, watching the movie, who will only remember Amelia Earhart, a badass woman, as the love interest?

Sure, you wanna add romance to appeal to a wider audience? Octavius and Jedediah are right there. Not only that, but they're clearly fan favourites, since their screen time goes up noticeably in the second film and they have their own storyline/focus in the third one. For crying out loud, they're both very obvious with it (see, for example: "hold my hand" [Octavius] {and the ensuing small couples quarrel/denial} and the fricken "I ain't quittin you" from Brokeback Mountain [Jed {thank you, Owen Wilson}]) as well as the roman and cowboy periods being arguably the gayest periods in history. It's the perfect cocktail for a cute and sweet romance that was left just on the verge.

Don't like that? (Although, how could you not?) Sacajawea and Teddy. Already established relationship, adorable and it gives Robin Williams more screen time bc who doesn't love Robin Williams?

The point is, the whole theme of the film is children go to the museums to learn about the exhibits in them, and the film is made in a similar fashion. All the young girls are gonna get from this is that she was just another housewife. No matter that she could fly a plane like no-one, what she's good at is being this dudes girlfriend {which she insists upon, even after he shows that he's not interested (although he is? I didn't fully understand that. I think at least at first he really wasn't)} she presses on and insists, practically forcing even.

They had an enormous opportunity to show something great, and they blew it. They had the platform, the means and the traction. They took Amelia Earhart's name, and her legacy, and beat it to pieces.

[willowser]

I have a thought and I’d like to share (if you don’t mind) - Bakugo with a pro hero partner. Like I feel as though all I ever see is civilian!reader or assistant!reader and that’s great, but I need me a girl boss who kicks ass and Bakugo’s head over heels, like I imagine this person to be so adored and loved as well - like the ideal “celebrity” so kind and sweet, well-spoken, but Villains hear her name they go runnin’ - everyone’s low-key got crushes on her, Katsuki’s wondering what the hell he did to rizz her up and because they’re both public figures, in spite of how naturally private he is, I think he’d feel more comfortable off-handedly making comments about her every now and then, showing up to events together.

Idk it’s just in my head

hello dear !! it's so interesting you bring this up, bc i feel like i actually have a lot of thoughts on this and i guess i've never mentioned them LOL

i think bakugou could have such a flourishing relationship with another pro hero.

like, i really do. i think that it's hard for him to meet people outside of work LOL so meeting/working with another pro hero is, i think, a very natural way to come together. i also think that bakugou would really appreciate reader's hard work ! their passion ! their motivation ! i think that would genuinely be such a draw for him ??? i absolutely think a pro hero relationship would really work out for him, and i have one pro hero reader wip and the dynamic between them is my favorite i think i've ever written, bc they just fit so well.

but i will say that this is not typically a reader i picture for him ?? as my go-to ?? it's always assistant reader aikhfaha LMAO and. i really don't think i have a good explanation why, but. something like—i like to imagine bakugou having a break from it all, and i just don't think he'd get that with a pro hero partner ??

idk !! like, if one of you isn't on patrol, the other probably is, like 90% of the time, and i imagine it's hard to get just free time to be together, bc you both would probably be so busy !! and if you were working together at the same agency or partnering up at random points, i feel like it would be so hard to come home from work and not. bring it with you 🥺 as a pro hero i feel like that's impossible, and were the two of you both bearing the weight of that responsibility, i feel like it would be hard to have a relationship outside of that ?? if that makes sense ?? and i also personally believe that bakugou has had too much pro hero at the young age of SEVENTEEN, so i like to imagine a life for him where he can put it all away, even for a little bit 🥺

you could definitely argue that having an assistant reader would be similar, bc you would still be involved in the hero world, but. idk. i think being there on the sidelines and being in it are different, and i like to imagine bakugou coming home from a long shift and getting to hear about what you did at your regular job or what you did in the garden, where you went shopping, etc 🥺 just. give him some normalcy 🥺

but that's just my personal preference !! though i definitely enjoy the pro hero reader angle !! please katsuki wondering what the hell he did to rizz you up LMAOOO tbh, i think if we ever were fed some kind of love story for bakugou in canon, they would give him a badass pro hero partner, bc i really think he would have a lot of respect for someone that can handle it, not to mention does it well. like. i think he definitely has the loserboy hots for them LOL

[butmakeitgayblog]

I shouldn’t speak on anyone else’s behalf, but I’d like to hear about the new angsty not-fake-dating au idea please

Ok 👀

Gonna preface this by saying Clarke's overall character in the first half is... questionable. But listen just, set that aside for a minute and think of Clexa and also endgame 😅

So I was thinking something along the lines of Lexa gets recruited by a friend of a friend of a friend/distant classmate/ad in the college paper? Idk, whatever. But anyway, someone she's not at all close with or really has any ties to, and she's basically hired to pretend to be this girl's girlfriend for a group vacation her and her friends are going on (She's a nice girl, but a lonely gay/bi in a group of party girls/ habitually dating girls who always have Someone™ dangling off their arm, but this girl does not. Always looked over, the eternally single friend, etc. You get the gist.) And Lexa's hot. And kind of intimidating. Has that whole smokey eyed badass, femme fatale aura about her. It's... a reach, but also kind of perfect because it'll make this girl look fantastic to her friends in the street cred department and also possibly give her confidence the little boost that it needed. And considering Lexa grew up the only gay in her town, and didn't grow into her very gangly and awkward body until senior year of high school, she gets what it's like to always be the one passed up. Plus she could use the cash. So she's more than down for this. Everything's great, right? Right.

Except for the fact that one of said girls on the trip is in fact, Clarke. Who does have her own date. Now, I can't quite decide if Clarke would know about the arrangement or not, but regardless, Clarke has always been the main one in the group who is this girl's cheerleader. Very "you're better than how you treat yourself. You deserve everything, and it's not fair that people don't see it. The right person will fall in love with you in an instant, believe me. You're worth it." Very that supportive friend. She's ride or die until the end.

Now, Lexa's technically "on the clock" so to speak the entire trip, which means she is laying on the charm thiccc af. It's not exactly a stretch by any means because she is naturally a doting girlfriend in relationships (when she has one), but ya know, she's giving this girl her money's worth. She wants her feel like a princess for the entire trip. Yes it's a job, but it's also nice just making a girl feel special when she's not used to it.

The only problem is... Clarke is also seeing all of this. All of Lexa's sweetness and all of her thoughtful actions. Her attentiveness and her softness beneath the edgy exterior. The little presents Lexa surpises her friend with, the way she remembers her friend's little quirks. Always remembering her food preferences, her favorite drinks. Lexa's got this girlfriend thing down to a science. She's just so goddamn thoughtful and charming to boot. And also hot. Can't forget hot. Like really, unfairly hot. But mostly it's the way she's so gentle and sweet.

The other issue is, Lexa sees that in Clarke too. She sees that out of everyone, Clarke is pretty much the only one who actually treats this girl with kindness and respect. Never talking down to her or placating her, never just treating her like an afterthought. Clarke is so damn sweet and thoughtful, beautiful and fiery sometimes to a fault. She's funny, and warm, and just... the entire package. She understands why Clarke is never single.

But. It quickly becomes A Problem™. Because it's in the moments that Lexa is trying very hard to just focus on her "job" that she constantly finds herself in Clarke's orbit. In the mornings when she's up early making ~her girl~ her fancy coffee, late at night when she's tinkering around in the kitchen making her a lil snackie snack so they can watch a movie before bed. Those stolen interacting becomes moments of them just talking, Clarke on the counter as they chat while Lexa feels her eyes on everything she does. Them lounging by the pool while the others run into town for supplies. Dinners out with Clarke sat close on one side,,, while the girl sits on the other.

And there's flirting. Way too much flirting whenever they're in private. Effortless flirting that Lexa isn't really aware of until it smacks her in the face that they're both just idiots smiling. But it's all very cloaked in joking and throwaway moments because, technically, they're both supposed to be attached.

And as most things are, everything is fine. Until it's not.

The whole situation comes to a boiling point when they just get lost in one of those moments. A night of too many drinks and way too much flirting, finding themselves entirely too close in their villa's bathroom. It feels dangerously like the period on the end of a sentence that was written the second they'd layed eyes on each other. Before they realize what they're doing, Lexa's hoisted Clarke up onto the bathroom counter, her fingers pumping between Clarke's legs. It's a heated rush of moans and licks to sex-sweetened skin, both grabbing at each other through messy kisses meant to leave bruises. Both way too far gone into the release of all the tension to realize that... Clarke's being kind of loud...

It's a fucking catastrophe after that because yeah, well, Clarke definitely just cheated. In front of everyone. Including her "boyfriend". Though granted she'd only been seeing the guy for like a month so it's... it's not as earth shattering for her as it could be. But the real issue, the real vomit inducing kick in the moral gut is that she's just ruined the entire facade for het friend. Made her a look fool in front of everyone. Basically fucked the entire thing up for this girl who had only wanted to feel like she fit in. Just once. It honestly makes her feel awful. It's not like she just accepts it and feels ok with it, she is thoroughly disgusted with herself.

Obviously Lexa returns the money, letting herself be branded a homewrecker and cheater rather than embarrassing this girl further with exposing the truth that they were never actually together. She can carry that stigma as long as it means she's not doing anything to hurt this girl worse. She's caused enough problems as it is.

In the end everyone goes home. Pissed off or hurt or with a new bit of gossip to tell. Clexa going their own separate ways, without a single other word to each other.

The girl never talks to Clarke again when they get home and despite Clarke's efforts to try and make amends, she doesn't blame her. It was the single worst fuck up she'd ever made in her life. Which is why she takes the time to stop dating altogether and start really working on herself. Because she didn't like the version of herself who would do something like that to anyone, much less her friend. Feelings or not. Tipsy or not.

Lexa also never hears from the friend again, though that is not even remotely a surprise after everything. But she still wishes she could have done something to make things right. Some gesture or, or... something to fix what she'd fucked up so royally. It's a guilt she carries with her for a long, long while.

Eventually though, a few years down the line when it's more just a distant memory that still stings but doesn't burn quite as bad as it used to, the friend reaches out to Clarke in the form of a very opulent and beautiful wedding invitation that says she's... getting married to the guy Clarke cheated on that weekend. Clarke doesn't want to go, at all, but kind of feels obligated because not only is this the first olive branch she's ever gotten from her old friend, but also like,,, tf??? You're marrying that guy?!??! What the hell happenesd??? So she's gotta go. She has to, just to make the final amends for what she did.

Which works out well because the girl is all smiles and that bubbly laughter that comes from real, true happiness. She seems so easy and free when she tells Clarke that she is total over it. That they'd found the love that they'd been searching for in each other while commiserating through the pain of that trip. "Eh. Burnt toast theory and all that," is how she puts it with a lift of her champagne in response to Clarke's very thought-out apology.

So it's good. It's not great, and it doesn't make up for what Clarke did, but at least she now knows that her friend is at peace with what happened.

And then aND THEN Clarke catches a glimpse of Lexa at one of the tables across the room. Looking awkward and unsure and still disrespectfully hot in her formal wedding attire. And her friend, in all of her wedded blissed out glory, is like "Oh right. So. Speaking of blasts from the past. I invited another old friend... You should go say hi."

With the bride's blessing, she does exactly that despite her absolute terror at the prospect of seeing Lexa again. They have drinks and reminisce over wedding cake about that fucking shitshow of a vacation, catching each other up on where they are in their lives now and how they've been. They talk about how stupid they were. How awful and, honestly, immature. But through their embarrassed commiseration and disgust with their past selves, they both carefully (and not so carefully) toe around the subject that while they both do regret the way it happened... neither actually regret that it did. Because the sex had meant something. Because the feelings were entirely real. Those late night talks and time spent together still mean something today. Even through the messiness and the people hurt in the aftermath, the connection had been real, and in the end it had always sort of felt like the other was 'the one who got away'. So, drinks turn into dancing, which turns into Lexa catching a ride home with Clarke in a designated cab. And before either of them know what's happening, it's Clarke that Lexa is making breakfast for in bed 👀

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Blue Sunday

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (plus platonic Ellie Williams x fem!reader)

Author’s note: I love a big happy family <3

Summary: “You are here to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart.” - Louise Erdrich aka Ellie calls you mom for the first time

Warnings: fluff, time jump (Charlie is 5, Ellie is 21, and JJ is 2), talk of deceased loved ones (Anna, Sarah, Jane), Charlie being curious, Ellie being a good mom, Jesse’s alive!!

"Bellie, I have a question," Charlie announces from her place next to Ellie at the dinner table. Joel smiles at the nickname and leans forward to watch his girls interact. 

"I have an answer," Ellie says. 

"Why do you call mommy and daddy by their grown-up names?" She asks, and the table freezes. You knew this question would come up eventually, but you didn't think it would hit you as a rapid-fire question from your five-year-old.

"You know how sometimes we talk about how you lived in my belly, and JJ lived in Auntie Dina's belly? Well, Ellie didn't live in my belly. She lived in someone else's belly." You explain. Charlie nods as she listens and looks between you and Ellie. 

"Who?"

"A very nice lady named Anna." 

"Anna," Charlie tries the name on her tongue. "Anna is Ellie's mama?"

"Yep."

"Why doesn't Anna live with us?" She asks, her eyes full of curiosity. You look to Ellie, unsure of how much of her story you're allowed to tell. Ellie puts her fork down and folds her hands together.

"Do you remember how we talked about Sarah and Jane?" Ellie asks, and Charlie nods. "Do you remember how we talked about the tattoo Cat did for me?" Again, Charlie nods, before reaching out to trace the ink on Ellie’s forearm with her little fingers. "Well, my mommy got hurt in the same way I got hurt when I was little, but my mommy got really sick, and she died."

"That's sad." Charlie frowns. 

"It is, but she made sure I was safe. When I got hurt, your mommy and daddy found me and brought me all the way here to Jackson to get medicine. Then, they got married, and then they had…" Ellie trails off and points to Charlie for dramatic effect.

"Me!" Charlie yells, and she laughs.

"Yeah, that's right. So, even though my mommy died, I was okay."

"Because my mommy and daddy were your mommy and daddy for a little bit?" She asks, and Ellie takes a deep breath, looking at you and Joel. 

"Yeah. Yeah, they were. That's why we're sisters."

"Do you remember…" Charlie trails off, scowling as she searches her brain. 

"Anna?" Joel supplies, and Charlie lights up.

"Yeah! Anna! Do you remember your Anna mommy?" She asks, crawling into Ellie's lap to play with her bracelets. Ellie takes it in stride, tucking Charlie's hair behind her ears. 

"No, I don't remember my Anna mommy, but I know she was funny and kind and a badass just like me," Ellie says. You don't have the heart to correct her swearing, especially in such a sweet moment with Charlie. You just sit and watch.

"So, you call mommy and daddy by their grown-up names because you have an Anna mommy in Heaven just like I have Sarah and Jane sissies in Heaven?"

"Mhm."

"Does your Anna mommy take care of my Sarah and Jane sissies?"

"I hope so." Ellie hums as she wipes crumbs from Charlie’s shirt.

"Oh," Charlie says. "When are Auntie Dina and Uncle Jesse gonna come over with JJ?" She transitions seamlessly, and you laugh. The mind of a five-year-old will forever be an elusive one. You get through the rest of your family dinner without a hitch, although you have to admit that you miss Dina, Jesse, and JJ, too. 

It's hard to get everyone together, especially with Ellie splitting her time between her own little family and us. Every Friday, the motley crew of parents switches off where they go for dinner. Some Fridays, JJ, Dina, Ellie, and Jesse go to Dina's mom's house. Some Fridays, they all go to Jesse's parent's house before finally coming to yours and Joel's. It's pretty complicated, but they have a system. The other three couldn't come this time because Jesse unexpectedly got assigned a patrol shift, JJ got the flu, and Dina didn't want to risk giving it to Charlie. But Charlie practically begged to see her sister, so she made the solo journey out. 

Once you're done with dinner, Joel gets Charlie ready for bed while you and Ellie do the dishes together. You didn't ask her to, nor do you expect her to when she comes over, but she always takes a place next to you at the sink. She tells you about JJ's birthday party coming up and how difficult it's been trying to find a time that fits all sides of the family. You tell her about how Charlie's doing at school and how she's taken a particular interest in music, one you're sure was influenced by Ellie and Joel. 

"I'm sorry for what Charlie asked about at dinner. I had no idea." You say as you walk with Ellie towards the front door once the dishes are all dry and put away. She waves you off.

"No, it's okay. She's smart. I didn't realize how much she understood," she says, and you nod, tucking your hands into your back pockets. "She has a point, though."

"About what?" 

"Maybe… I should start calling you and Joel my parents. At least until she's old enough to know the whole story. Same thing with JJ. I mean, he already asks for Grandpa Joel." She explains hesitantly, wringing her hands as she talks. You smile at the nervous habit and take a deep breath, processing her request.

"I'd really like that," you say, and she smiles back. "But do I have to be Grandma? I mean, I'm old but not that old." 

"No. I'm sure Jay will come up with a cool, non-old name for you. Plus, he's already got Dina and Jesse's moms," she says, furrowing her eyebrows as she thinks. "And two moms and a dad. And an aunt that's really not that much older than him. Oh, god," she scrubs a hand down her face, and you laugh. "I'm going to have to explain so much to him."

"Welcome to the club," you grab her jacket off the hook and hand it to her. "You're a really good mom. I hope you know." You say, and Ellie blushes as she pulls the jacket over her shoulders. 

"I've learned from the best." She says, and your heart feels like it could burst. You pull her close and hug her tightly like you always do when she gets ready to leave. You never thought you'd miss the days when she was just down the hallway, playing guitar loudly or gossiping with Dina in the late hours of the night. You kiss her temple and squeeze her. 

"I love you, kiddo."

"I love you, too, Mom."

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