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[unetherian]

I recently discovered I'm a red fox therian!! I'm so happy but I don't know what I can do like day to day to express my identity minus yk like gear and quads and stuff

I'm so excited to be part of the community!!!

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼✿𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼

Hi!

I'm so happy for you, it must be so euphoric to find your theriotype and join the community at the same time! [Unfortunately I didn't find mine TvT]

So, let’s get to the tips!

Making red fox art! It can be drawing, painting, but also music (by creating a soundtrack on the theme of your natural habitat or a song about foxes), writing, photography (photos of your habitat and/or your theriotype, if possible), some beings create by drawing shapes in the earth/sand, and adding stones, I find that very beautiful! You don't need to be a talented artist to create! Find a technique you like, then go for it!

Watch some red fox art! You don't have to make art to enjoy the wonders of this concept! You can also make art requests to beings who create drawings, moodboards, stimboards, and even poems! You can also read books and watch series/movies with foxes!

Collect things! I collect feathers that I usually find on the ground, and it gives me a kind of "predatory pleasure" to have a piece of prey as a trophy, even though I have never hunted birds for real. You can also collect objects from nature, like small stones, sticks, etc. ⚠️Be careful if you want to buy taxidermy or vulture culture, because it can come from cruel farms where the animals are unfortunately exploited in a horrible way...please do a lot of research.

“Claim” a territory! If you are territorial, this activity is for you! Select a place in your garden, in a park, in a forest, (your territory can be in a public place, but in this case don't forget that this place does not officially belong to you) You can draw a map of this place, and maybe build a den outside.

Make a scent marker! It's a small potion where there are natural elements mixed with your scent, you can use it to mark your territory. I highly recommend it! Thorn from "therian territory" on youtube made a tutorial for this!

Learn fox body language! This is something very interesting, it will surely help you connect with your species. Maybe you'll find that you use the same body language?

Create a therian/alterhuman/nonhuman journal ! It's a notebook, or a small notepad, where you write things related to your alter/nonhuman identity. You can write about your therian journey, the animal experiences you have, for example. To make it, I reused my old half-empty scrapbook, cut out the used pages and then rebuilt a cover page. (I didn't have an empty notebook)

Create a place dedicated to your theriantropy! Place elements that remind you of nature, place gears if you have any, images or drawings of your theriotype, etc. on a shelf, a piece of furniture, or elsewhere. You can make it aesthetic if you want :3.

Eat a snack that looks like a red fox's diet! Foxes eat a wide variety of things! Keep in mind that your body can't eat certain things that foxes can, so be careful, okay?

Make yourself some less common gears! Gears are not necessarily tails, masks and collars, a gear is anything that an alterhuman/nonhuman can connect to his alter/nonhumanity, there are many other things like bracelets, phone cases, arm/legwarmers, etc. You will certainly find inspiration while browsing tumblr.

Try to do some vocal exercises! I don't know if you classify this as a common way to express one's theriantropy, but hey, why not?¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Connect with the community! Share your experiences, your feelings, your questions, your points of view in the online community (I advise you not to use Tiktok and YouTube shorts, unless your goal is to educate this part of the community). The Tumblr community is mostly welcoming and caring! [Do not share your personal information, stay safe].

There you go, I hope I helped you :3 I already posted a something where I gave some tips for young/new therians:

https://www.tumblr.com/unetherian/760241665074233344/things-to-do-when-youre-a-newly-awakened?source=share

maybe it could be useful to you.

Have a good alter/nonhuman journey, take care of yourself(drink water!!!!), don't forget that you are valid, have a purrrrfect day!

Bye !

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼✿𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼

[sincerethoughtsblog]

Can we all agree that Margot Robbie is freaking stunning 😭

[mskrianna]

⠀⠀❛ — я знаю, что ты обо мне думаешь. ты думаешь, что я просто кукла. кукла, которой ты можешь управлять по своему желанию. ты ошибаешься. сильно ошибаешься. твое мнение обо мне устарело. я опасна. и я покажу тебе, какой темной могу быть. ❜

[saharzahids]

female awesome meme -> females in a movie [15/15]

helena bertinelli - "it's not a fucking bow and arrow! it's a crossbow! i'm not twelve!"

[maesvtro]

get to know meme - favourite movies (1/??)

birds of prey and the fantabulous emancipation of one harley quinn • “A harlequin’s role is to serve. A harlequin’s nothing without a master. And no one gives two fucks who we are beyond that.”

[curtsye]

⠁⠄⠂🍡鼺𑀈!!鼺🍥鼺♡̸᩠𖧁᮫۪۪ ๑𝗁𝗍𝗍𝗉://ᨰꫝ꩝᭫թℓᥲᩚ꯴ꫝ.

ʕっ•ﻌ•ʔっ [ [ hey sweet! new birds of prey icons.

please don't forget the like or reblog this

post if you save it.

[missplanetarium]

Puddin’

[get-your-fics]

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥

#personal, #delete later, #new theme alert, #update

𝐪𝐮𝐞

#don’t ask questions que don’t wanna know

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

#nav, #about me, #wips, #masterlist, #tags, #characters, #byf, #socials

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

sorting — #(character), #(character) x reader, #(character) x you, #(character) x y/n, #(fandom), #drabble, #imagine, #headcanon, #series, #one shot, #request, #rpf, #masterlist, #collab, #event, #challenge, #blurb

dark — #dark!fic, #dark!(character), #dark!(character) x reader, #dark!(character) x you, #dark!(character) x y/n, (character) x dark!reader, dark!reader

𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱

#rosie answers, #anon, #rosie’s fic headcanons

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭

#text post, #meme, #gif, #art, #fanfiction, #dividers, #tag games, #ask games, #icons, #headers, #uquiz, #moodboard, #playlist

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬

marvel — #marvel, #tasm, #spider man no way home, #venom, #morbius, #moon knight, #yelena belova, #kate bishop, #hawkeye, #eternals, #druig, #dora milaje, #thor love and thunder

dc — #dc, #the batman, #edward nashton, #bruce wayne, #birds of prey, #harley quinn, #the joker, #the jokeoghan

celebrities — #robert pattinson, #andrew garfield, #zoe kravitz, #megan fox, #paul dano, #oscar isaac, #timothee chalamet, #billie eilish, #pedro pascal, #dakota johnson

miscellaneous — #our flag means death, #scream, #fnaf, #supernatural, #jennifer’s body, #ocean’s eight, #fresh movie, #met gala 2022, #shakespeare, #death note, #the umbrella academy, #stranger things, #rupauls drag race, #gotham, #mcr

𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

#🥩, #🐾

𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬

#cat 💜 — @ckatattack

#ainz 🐱 — @mareeeah

#wifey 💍 — @cocoamoonmalfoy

#the hive mind 🧠 — @nephilxterra

#jd 🌺 — @mypoisonedvine

#the bamster 💥 — @bamposworld

#mirrored heart ❣️ — @a-pendulum-and-mirrored-heart

#cherry bomb 🍒 — @vivacioussaint

#hayden 🪷 — @plumes-de-nuit

#mel 🧟‍♀️ — @z0mbie-slut

#pickle 🥒 — @snorklepickle

#alex ✨ — @acrossthesestars

#kitty 🐾 — @fluffyprettykitty

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

#reminder, #for later, #reblog, #random, #me coded, #self rb, #mine, #rb comments, #😳, #moots, #important, #signal boost

[harleyasks]

(Mod post here, talking about the new Harley movie and commentary I have heard about new relationships in future projects)

First off, I love birds of prey. Its continous shots show off style and pure talent, and the humor is very on point and feels geniune to the characters itself.

But, people on here have been talking about ivy and Harley in the future and I have brought up my concerns considering the hints at emotional abuse Ivy puts on Harley repeatidly througout the comics and one reply tends to be the default.

"Well shes better than Joker, he broke her legs!"

I love poision Ivy and Harley as friends, and if the movie can make their relationship in a healthy light the BOP team is the team to do it. But, just because Ivys abuse canconically isnt physical doesn't mean its ok. If a partner is constantly saying you can never find better, that you will come crawling back and rewards when you do? Thats not ok. That fostering dependency that Harley shouldn't need at that high of a level.

Again these instances are the comics, the cartoons are a fair bit healthier with their friendship, and bombshell(which is technically not canon since its the 50s i think?) Is the cutest thing Ive seen.

But do not overlook issues in couples to favor Harley with posion Ivy for your moodboard. Do it for potential in them overcoming their issues with relationships and trust together

[justimajin]

A Wilting Rose╰ Part 1 ╮

➺ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

➺ Genre: Angst & Fluff

↳ (2.6k) Actor and Actress AU

➺ Summary: The world of acting can be best described with three words - dark, invasive and inhumane. Talent, although heavily required, isn’t focused upon in comparison to the juicy gossip and various rumors that can be spread. This is why even you - an extremely talented actress - fall prey to the chops of the acting world and find yourself in a down whirling spiral with no escape. Desperately needing to get back up on your two feet once again, it seems like your best bet is a newcomer to the industry, who has yet to understand the ways of your fallen world.

➺ Warnings: spoilers of my other works (read them first before starting this series)

➺ Moodboard Prologue Part 1 Part 2

Sunlight seeps through the expensive beige curtains as a small bird hums sweetly against the balcony, the loud roar of traffic beneath it not disencouraging the bird enough to stop. More birds begin to notice the lone bird singing by itself and soar over with their broad wings, huddling together for warmth and letting the bird’s tune grow stronger with every minute’s passing. 

They begin to slowly inch over to the curtains, one of them innocently becoming curious and tugging on a single loose strand with its beak. The action causes the curtains to immediatey unravel, pushing them back to reveal the grand apartment in view hidden behind them, where a sweet princess lies and snores to her own content. 

The bird’s curiosity only grows as it keeps inching closer to the princess, singing to the top of its vocal chords in an attempt to allow the fine slumbering royalty listen in to their soothing tunes. 

However, the bird does not realize that its song is not reaching what one would assume to be a typical naive and sweet princess. 

A pillow is thrown in its direction. 

“Oh my god will you please shut up?!” The words are wrangled in annoyance and lined with detestment, the bird having to hurriedly flap its wings to avoid the blow. It turns to the group of friends it has gathered, squeaking in angry chirps until suddenly the whole flock of birds are flying away, seeking a more grateful contender to listen to their songs. 

You flop back onto your pillow, raising the sheets to cover your entire existence as you shut your lids tight and attempt to somehow salvage the sleep that was snatched away from you.

It takes its sweet time in coming to you, resulting in you having to twist and turn multiple times until you finally get that awkward spot that's enough to throw you back into a pool of unconsciousness. Time plays its own illusion on you, making long hours feel like mere seconds when a voice tugs you out of it again. 

“Y-Y/N…?” 

Your very first assumption is that you’re hallucinating, conjugating this voice into your dream and that there was no way in reality someone was actually talking to you. 

But then it speaks again. 

“Um...Y/N…?” 

A groan escapes you, shifting your burrito wrapped body as far away as you can from the source of the voice. However, a firm hand is placed on you and you just know there was no escaping now. 

“Y/N, you need to get up...Hyung says there’s an important schedule for you.” 

Of course there’s an important schedule, there’s always one in the morning. 

“I’m not getting up.” You state, liking the softness of your blanket and the warmth radiating against your pillow too much. 

“I-I’m sorry for this Y/N…” You widen your eyes, about to retort when suddenly you’re being lifted up while still being wrapped up in your blanket by two strong arms. You get plopped down onto a nearby couch as if you weighed absoutely close to nothing. “I’ll be waiting outside, please hurry.” 

You hear the door gently close and you pull the blanket away from your face, grumbling when your eyes land on the sun still early rising outside. 

***

Wearing a flashy black dress and a pair of dark sunglasses, you step outside in long heels and dart your eyes in both directions. You know they’re hiding somewhere, wanting to get a glimpse of your perfect woken face so that they can print it out and paste onto some juicy column of theirs much to your own detest. 

Sure enough, you take one step and suddenly an uproar of flashes are going off, exclaimed screams and questions being thrown into your face as you head towards the fancy red car with a mouth that only remains shut. 

Slamming the door behind you, you press a hand against your face and turn in the other direction with a sigh when an abundance of reporters are soon clouding your window. “Step on it.” You state, shoulders relaxing when the black-haired man seated in the driver’s seat doesn’t hesitate to obey your words. 

Soon your view is full of the broad city and its residents instead of wide engaged eyes and giant declaring mikes. Pulling out your bag, you take out some of your makeup, a hair comb and a mirror, being extremely aware that your job was to look aesthetically pleasing at all times and currently you were far too behind on that with your morning sleepy look.

“You look like you had a good night’s rest.” The man remarks, eyes flickering over to the front mirror to look behind at you in the midst of driving. 

You smirk, “Of course I did, a little birdy decided it would be better to drag me out of bed himself.” 

“Y/N…” He says exasperated, “Hyung said he needed to see you urgently.” 

You roll your eyes, “I have yet to understand why Namjoon likes mornings so much.” You smack your lips to evenly coat them with red lipstick, “And you could have given me a warning before you decided to haul me up!” 

“I did try to wake you up first and then you gave me no choice…” 

“Yeah, yeah…” You remark, staring outside your window at the now fully risen sun. However, it’s rays aren’t only reflecting just on you, but also on the shiny car that almost seems glued to your tail. 

“Jungkook.” You state, eyes suddenly flickering, “Take the back roads.” 

“Again?” He questions, looking at his rear mirror to confirm your suspicions when he suddenly pushes against the accelerator and tightens his hold on the steering wheel. 

“Can you lose them?” Desperation begins to leak in your voice when the car doesn’t seem to have the desire of making any other turns. 

Jungkook laughs, “Don’t underestimate me Y/N.” He instantly takes a sharp turn that has you sinking your fingers into your car seat. 

The car practically flies through multiple roads with Jungkook’s eyes being stuck on the road and expertly maneuvering through traffic. However the car behind you is incredibly determined, something that is all too well known to you when it’s right behind you at every step of the way. 

“Y/N, hold on.” Jungkook suddenly says, whipping around to look at the back of the car as he presses his hand against the opposite car seat. You furrow your brows when he suddenly pushes the car back into reverse and your hands instantly curl around your seat belt. 

The car behind you immediately slams on its brakes, skidding until it stops only millimeters behind you and Jungkook is soon turning around, jamming his foot against the accelerator again and then making a sharp turn. 

“Are you alright Y/N?” Jungkook glances at the head mirror and you nod, relaxing back into your seat. 

“I’m fine.” You state, crossing your arms and staring out the window normally despite the terrfied racing thumps of your heartbeat. 

***

“I’ll wait for you here until you get back.” Jungkook says, listening in on his headpiece, “I’ve informed Namjoon you’ve arrived, he’s waiting for you upstairs.” He points to the elevator and scans arounds you carefully, making sure the area was safe. 

You nod, heading over to the elevator and waiting as the numbers rapidly blink above you until they land on the top floor - where Namjoon’s office was located. Walking to the familiar oak door, you deliver a hard knock two times before crossing your arms and tapping the side of your heel against the carpeted door. 

The door opens to reveal an excited Namjoon, dressed in his typical glasses and tucked back brown hair, “Ah Y/N!” He gestures you inside and you plop down on the comfy chair he keeps behind his desk as he sits on top of it. 

A freshly brewed cup of coffee is sent in your direction alongside some other snacks and Namjoon chuckles, “You probably didn’t eat breakfast.” 

“What was the urgent schedule Namjoon? Why did you call me here?” You lean back in the chair, making no moves for the array of food before you as your eyes remain on trained on him. Truthfully, you're still wondering if being here with an actual schedule was something that you would be lucky enough to have after the disaster that was last night. 

“Well…” He turns around to his desk and grabs a stack of papers, dropping them on the table and they spread out to cover its entirety. “I need you to pick one.” 

You stare at the pile and frown, looking at Namjoon like he’s grown a third head, “Scripts? You want me to do a movie?”

Namjoon shakes his head and grins, “Y/N its not over yet, you can still come back twice as strong.” 

You break out into a fit of laughter, “Come back?” You walk closer to him, “Please do tell me then, who is going to want to cast the finished Y/N L/N and do business by racking in those high box office numbers?” Your last words come off in a whisper, “Because of course, everyone wants to see me on the big screen now.” 

“But that’s exactly it!” Namjoon stands up from his desk, “Y/N what happened was unfortunate, but all these reporters and journalists...they’re waiting for your next move. They want to see what you’ll do next.” 

A sharp glare is sent in his direction, “So they can have more horrible words to write about me?” 

“So you can prove them wrong.” Namjoon says in a gentler tone, “So you can prove that you’re still the Y/N L/N - a movie star that can act and is here to stay.” 

You just stare at him, trying to get his words to do something in you, spark any remains of hope that have long fizzled out.

You let out a long sigh, “You want me to pick a script?” 

Namjoon nods and you stare at the pile, flipping through the large packages and observing each and every title. After scanning through their summaries, you scoff. “Namjoon, these sound awful.” 

“What do you mean?” 

You pick one script up, “A girl falls in love with an immortal vampire but is then killed by the villain only to be reincarnated back to find her lover again?” You scrunch up your features, “What kind of messed up story is that?” 

“It could be good, you could portray the sadness in the emotions of the charac-” 

“Next.” You sigh, picking up another script, “I’m not interested in tragic romance.” Your eyes flicker over the summary, “A girl falls in love with a CEO and changes his life for the better, until she tragically dies after they get married and returns to him in the form of a ghost?” 

You turn to Namjoon and scoff, “Is there a single story in here where I don’t die?” 

Namjoon hands you another one, “Try this. It’s suppose to be in the comedy genre.” 

“Two doctors that start off as enemies and fall in love, discovering they were once separated childhood friends….” You look over the sheer amount of humour scenes and shake your head, “You seriously lost me at the comedy.” 

The script lands into the pile of discarded ones and you pluck up another, “A powerful CEO is set up with a man for an arranged marriage but then falsely believes he has conned her until he proves his innocence years later…” The summary seemed confusing at first but then your eyes land onto the character you are portraying. 

A ruthless and intimidating CEO. 

“Namjoon, I want to do this one.” You hand him the script and he looks over it. 

“I don’t know Y/N...this one seems on par with your own personality.” You raise an eyebrow at that, “You need to do something outside of your comfort zone, something that audiences wouldn’t expect you to do.” 

He shuffles through the abundance of scripts until he lands on the specific one, “Here! I think you should do this one.” 

“Scarlet Lovers?” You say out in a disinterested tone, “What is it about?” 

“It’s a story between a war general and a princess. They fall in love, get separated from each other and then killed.” You widen your eyes. 

“Namjoon I said I don’t want to do tragic romance!” 

“Read the role of the princess.” 

You sigh, looking back at the script and mumbling in a monotone voice, “The princess is quiet and kind, her sincerity is what draws the general closer to her and her pride for ruling her kingdom is what calls others to admire her so much.” You chuckle, “She sounds like a wuss.” 

“She sounds like the complete opposite of you.” Namjoon retorts, “The perfect character for you to challenge yourself with.”

You frown, “Who is going to play the role of the knight?” 

“A newcomer.” Namjoon smiles but your jaw drops down. 

“You want me to make a comeback with a newbie? While playing as a stupid princess?!” 

“He’s dedicated with his work and has agreed to be cast with you with any script Y/N.” He places a hand on your shoulder, “It’ll be the perfect launching pad for him and the best way for you to reclaim your spot in the industry.” 

“It still sounds risky to me. And why does this newbie want to act with me? Does he want his career to end before it even starts?!” You slam the script back down on the table and cross your arms, scoffing. 

“Y/N…” Namjoon says, picking up the script and handing it back to you, “Go home and read it over once. I’m going to talk to the director and see if I can get you casted in the meantime.” 

Before you can even protest, Namjoon is soon gently pushing you out of the room and the door shuts close without any words managing to escape from you. With a huff, you raise your hand and stare at the script for a split second, the mechanisms of your mind still not working in motion to it. 

“Me? A quiet kind princess?” 

A chuckle escapes you and you place the script in your bag before lazily walking off. 

“Yeah right.”

[heythrrdelilah]

Lights, Camera, Love (Tom Holland x Reader) part 2

A/N: I miss writing so much! My classes have been crazy, my Navy stuff has been crazy and i have a podcast now. (it’s on anywhere you listen to podcasts, spotify, apple, google find the link on the name: Potterworld: A Harry Potter reread podcast)  So, you can imagine why i’ve been gone. I plan on finishing out the final ship request. this weekend.  I hope you like part 2, hopefully next chapter will be more progressed and have a moodboard. Also, In my asks, i was told people don’t like my Tom stuff and would rather have me stick to Supernatural? I also plan on Harry Potter stuff so lmk what you think! 

Word Count: 2,410

Warnings: Fluff, talk of eating disorder, cheesy romantic crap (shrek...? no?) Endgame talk 

Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader

 “Pasta sounds nice. Sounds like a deal,” You smiled up at him before walking back to your seat once your mug was filled. “Black coffee?” Toms voice gently came to the seat next to you. You nod simply. “Bold. I’ll have to keep that in mind,” His voice trailed off with the sound of the directors and other actors coming in. Everyone said their hello’s and You were introduced to your fellow castmates. “So, I would just like to welcome everyone to the cast who wasn’t in before,” The heavyset man nodded towards you. The director began to do the introductions and table readings were to begin. Your scene was coming up soon, after an hour of anxious waiting. Your heart was beating fast and the fact that you were sitting in a room full of experienced, Big-Screen actors began setting into your mind. Your palms began shaking as you flipped the pages. You were nowhere near this nervous when you went in for your audition, but now there were five times as many eyes on you. Counting on you. Your breathing sped up as you spotted Gwen’s name at the bottom of the page. You were coming soon. 

“Damn!” Tom shouted in the seat next to you, he had spilled his coffee all over the floor and the ankle of his jeans. The whole room stopped and began to call Clara who had stepped out for some lunch. “Agh, I got some on your white sneakers. Lets go clean off,” Tom stood up quickly, grabbing ahold of your wrist, not letting you argue. When you got out of the room and the door closed behind you two, you spoke quickly, “It’s okay. It can come out. Plus, It’s just shoes.” He shook his head, dropping your wrist. “Forget the coffee. It was just an excuse to get you a minute to relax. I understand the nerves. Even though i’ve been on film prior to Avengers, I was extremely nervous my first table read. Read as if you were in your bedroom. Everyone will love you. You got the role, now breath, then rock their socks off,” Tom spoke calmly, looking at you intensely. How did he know you were self imploding? Were you shaking your leg too aggressively? Breathing too deeply? You wondered for a quick moment if the other actors had noticed as well, before tom responded, “I know the signs of a panic attack when I see one. So, lets do this together?” You nodded and took three breaths before going back into the room. Everyone was chatting while waiting. 

The table read began once more, when it came to your line, you looked at the gentleman, who was an absolute sweetheart so far, next to you. He nodded giving you a thumbs up and you read your lines as if you were practicing in your room. You made a mental note to thank Tom later for the advice. 

The table read went smooth, so smooth that everyone ended with chatting about plans afterwards. “So, looks like you owe us a hangout,” Tom smiled at you, placing his script into the muffin basket he had opened. You nodded, picking your basket up from the floor. “Thanks for the advice. I don’t know if I would have survived without it,” You stood up to face him. He smiled down at you, “No need to thank me. We all went through it. Besides,” He paused to smirk at you, “You were really good. Spider-gwen will be my favorite character if you keep that work up.” you rolled your eyes at him. Characters are whats written. Your acting is sub-par, at least to you, so there will be no way he could say you’re his favorite actor. You decided to change the subject, “Well, I find it interesting they even added her as an avenger. I guess after into the Spider-Verse, with Spider-Gwen becoming a trend, they wanted what will sell the most tickets. Follow the trends.” You giggled, looking up at him. “I can tell you one thousand percent, that what you just said… is a fact. Heard the PR team talking to the writers about it last press conference. Just like that Birds Of Prey was only made because of the insane amount of hype Harley Quinn received,” He answered becoming deep into the conversation. He seemed like he thinks about this kind of stuff himself. Before you could say anything in response, your felt a hand land firmly on your shoulder, and saw one on Tom’s. You turned to see Chris smiling down at you both. “I want pasta. Who’s joining?” He chimed, rubbing his stomach. “Didn’t you have 4 whole sub sandwiches at lunch?” Tom asked, looking horrified. “You should know by now, after so many times together, I eat. Let's get moving, " He chuckled,  his tone low. Tom shrugged at you, grabbing his basket and reached for yours. You shook your head and quickly took ahold of it, “I got it thanks. So, can I get the address?” Tom looked as though a lightbulb went off in his head. He shook his head, taking his phone out, “Give me your number and I’ll add you to our group chat!” You took ahold of his phone, Chris holding your basket long enough for you to enter your phone number into Tom's phone and hand it back. 

You felt your phone buzz, notifying you of the group chat. “I can actually ride in your car if you’d like to show you where our usual pasta place is. That is where we are going correct?” Tom turned to Chris, who was returning your basket. Chris nodded, smiling down at Tom cheekily. Tom flashed a glare at Chris and waited for your response. “Well, I do not drive a fancy car. Plus, wouldn’t you be leaving your car?” He shook his head at you to inform that he had a car here in the US, but he rarely drove it to work. He arrived with Chris. “Well my car is available to whoever needs it,” You awkwardly offer, moving towards the door. The two men followed you out the door. 

You all engaged in small talk on the way to your parking spot. Chris held your door open for you, allowing you to step in and roll your window down. Tom placed his basket in the small backseat, and got into the passenger seat. “See you lads there,” Chris waved through your window, allowing you to back out of the parking spot. “You can pick the music,” You stated, placing your car in drive and turning the knob on the radio to the bluetooth setting. He shook his head and clicked the knob, turning the radio off. “We are castmates and we will be spending months, to a year together. I think it’s only appropriate we learn a bit about each other,” He smiled, turning in his seat so that he was facing you, half of his back leaning against the door. You felt a flutter in your stomach. It felt like your life was a dream. You were cast in an avengers movie, driving to a cast dinner, and Tom Holland was in the passenger seat of your Camaro, asking to know you. 

“Well, I am 20, I am a nurse, well, I guess prior now that I am aware of the full-time. I have always dreamed of acting, I also had no idea I had a lead role. I was told I was here for Mikayla. That is what i had auditioned for,” You spoke, following the directions Tom had pulled up on his phone. His eyes widened, “wow, that is extremely uncool that they didn’t tell you. Did your agent know?”  You shook your head at him, “I do not have an agent.”  His mouth opened wide, “You don’t have an agent? I’ll get in contact with someone if you’d like. You’ll need one. Also, you won’t even need your nursing job after this. This is going to sound cocky, but once you star in a big screen film… it’s not hard to get another,” He explained. He was right. You thought about how many times you’ve seen the same celebrities bounce around to different films. It was rare you see new faces on the movie screen unless it was an Indie type of film. The truth was, you would probably have to resign from the hospital for this movie alone. It was good to have a sort of job security in that chance that this will be your only film. You made a mental note to talk to your boss on your way home. “Tell me more about you,” He spoke, breaking the silence, “Other than the fact you’re a raging transformers fan.” Your eyes widened and you gasped. “Was it really that obvious?” You retorted, pulling into the entryway of the restaurant. 

He stepped out of the car, waiting for you to do the same and meet him by the front of your car. “Well, bumblebee themed car, bumblebee keychain hanging from your keys, your phone screen is an aesthetic with an old bug in the fashion of a bumblebee. I would say, yes.Pretty obvious,” He confessed, eyeing you with a smirk. “Well, since you’re making fun of me, I may not let bee give you a ride home,” You walked over to the door of the restaurant and held it open for him. “Well, that is a bit backwards isn’t it?” Mark Ruffalo laughed, walking in behind you all. You let out a slight laugh and responded with a simple, “ladies first, am i right?” This caused Tom to raise his hands in defense, making the whole cast laugh. 

“The usual table?” The hostess smiled, counting the group, grabbing the menus. Chris winked at the short, copper-haired girl, “Only if it’s available.” Walking to the table in the far back of the restaurant, you could hear gasps coming from nearly every table. This made sense to you, considering they were big time movie stars walking through an everyday restaurant. The table was a giant circular booth that everyone could fit around. The lights were dim and the sound was low. Tom and Chris both let you scoot in between them. After the hostess waitress passed the menus around and got drink orders she left. “Come here often?” you ask everyone, remembering the waitress and Chris’s conversation. He pushed his blonde hair back and winked, “We love pasta.” The lack of women around the table became well known when the waitress came back and asked for everyone's drink order. The men were rattling off beer types and you heard not a single woman's voice. You ordered water and then looked down at your menu. Come to think of it, you were the only woman actor in the room for the table read. You had previously watched the Avengers Endgame movie and noticed they killed off black widow. “Do the women not come out?” You whispered to Tom behind your menu. “Well, there isn’t many left. Brie Larson will show up, however, today’s scenes did not include captain marvel so she doesn’t need to come,” He explained flagging down the waitress at the same time.

This made a lot of sense and you hoped that Tom hasn’t become annoyed with your questions. You were sure to have more because this was your first film. 

As the waitress made her way back, all of the men sitting around the table ordered their variety of different dishes. When she made it to you, you decided to go with shrimp and broccoli fettuccine alfredo. “That is a big dish, by the way. They give you a lot of food here, It’s why we like it,” Chris nudged you, chuckling. You rolled your eyes, “I eat for five. So, we will see.” Tom smirked and ordered his food as the last person at the table. He ordered the same. “Lets see who can finish more then?” Tom challenged, “Most women are frightened of carbs or go on extreme diets. Some eat and cry later while exercising daily. Which are you?” You laughed at the assumption. Tom was forgetting one thing, metabolism. “Listen sweety,” You lifted a brow at him. The whole table made loud oo’s and ah’s followed by laughing. Tom smirked at you, chuckling slightly. You continued, now smiling wide, “I have a fast metabolism. Even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t care about how I look enough to be too worried.” This was only partially true. You had struggled before with eating disorders, but as part of recovery you had to have this mindset. So far, you are a few months in and doing great. 

“So, are you from Atlanta?” Anthony Mackie asked once the food came around.  You shook your head, “I’m from (your home state/town). How about you guys?” Tom shook his head and threw a breadstick gently, at your face, “no time for that!” He picked up his fork. You hadn’t realized it would be a full on race. “Alright start placing bets,” said Cumberbatch, finishing his beer. Chris placed a 20 on the table, “I’ll go with the girl. Seems promising.” The cycle of bets began. Soon enough, the table made sound effects to mark the start. You began shoveling the absolutely delicous food into your mouth. Anything and everything lady-like went out the door. You tried savoring the flavor with every bite, but from your view, Tom was chewing quickly. You picked up your speed. 

“The lady wins!” Shouts Anthony, splitting the money between everyone who bet on you. Tom wrapped an arm around your shoulders, “I have underestimated you.” You smiled and looked to the floor. You became seemingly embarrassed of how unlady-like that was. “A woman who can keep up. I like that,” Tom removed his arm from your shoulders, letting his hand fall to the middle of your back. You felt your heart flutter momentarily. Why did this make you nervous? Even though his hand was only there for a fraction of a second, it felt like hours in your mind. You knew so far, Tom was gentle, sweet, funny, and competitive. You were developing a crush on him with every moment and you were determined to not let that happen. This was business. He was just being friendly because you will have to spend so much time together.

Lights,  camera, love tag list 

@theetherealbloom

@eridanuswave

@coni-martina

[papilio-aetherius]

Hello! Your mood boards are absolutely gorgeous and it’s really cool to see what you’re doing with the names! Could you do a moodboard inspired by the trailers for the birds of prey movie that’s coming out?

I am actually really excited for the movie (and even more excited about the rumor that the English version of Psycho by Red Velvet might be a soundtrack) but requests are closed. When I open them, you can request again. Also thank you! 💖

[saharzahids]

lgbtq meme -> movies with at least one lgbtq main [3/3]

birds of prey (and the fantabulous emancipation of one harley quinn) - "i'm the one they should be scared of! not you, not mr. j! because i'm harley fucking quinn!"

[bonald-thiccdonald]

Smosh fandom five fun facts

I saw @thosedamnsmoshkids do this and I thought it was a great idea so I wanted to give it a go too!

I was obsessed with Smosh Games a few years ago. I kinda liked the Smosh main channel, but I mainly just listened to the songs. I was one of the salty people who didn't like the Smosh Squad joining, so I pretty much stopped watching Smosh, but I kept watching Smosh Games, and when I saw videos with the squad in, I discovered that they were actually pretty funny, and I rekindled my love for Smosh

When I was a child, I was not very good at naming pets. I had three pet fish at one point, and I called them Betty, Goodman, and Nicely. Nicely. What kind of name is that?!?!

I'm scared of pretty much everything. Heights, the dark, knives, wasps... You get the idea. I've never watched a horror movie but once I got nightmares for a week after watching a YouTube video about horror movies. Hell, I read a Wikipedia article about a horror movie and had trouble getting to sleep that night. I really am that much of a wuss.

I'm pretty sure that I've said this on here before, but I once fell out of a closed window. I was having a pillow fight with my friend in a caravan, and I kept stepping backwards along the bed until I fell out the window. I guess I broke the catch in the window as I feel into it. I ended up with three scratches all the way up my arm that looked like I had been attacked by Wolverine. I'm honestly supposed it didn't scar.

I said she all that I was writing my first fic. That is true, but during the writing process I completely changed what my fic was about. More specifically, I saw the Birds of Prey teaser and was totally inspired, because I love superheroes, especially DC/Depressed Characters/Dick Crusher/Dude Cyborg. I just need to figure out who some people are going to be (and actually write the damn thing instead of making moodboards on Pinterest) and then I can get cracking on it and hopefully you guys enjoy it!

[trevor-wilson-covington]

//Thanks for the tag Jill 💜🍞!!

Favorite color(s): purple 💜

Currently reading: just fanfics at the moment

Last song: Long Live by Taylor Swift

Last movie: Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn)

Last series: Young Royals, I believe, but the rest of the series/shows I haven't finished

Sweet, spicy, or savory: Sweet (sometimes savory but I can't do spicy at all)

Craving: JATP S2 AND chocolate

Tea or coffee: Neither...I hate both!

Currently working on: Nothing...the fic I was writing was stressing me with the dialogue especially and I stopped and haven't done anything for months and no big moodboards I'm doing.

Open tagging anyone who wants to partake (no pressure)!

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better! (starting a new post bc the one I was tagged in was long)

Thanks for the tag @molinapattersons 💜

favorite color(s): purple. All purples.

currently reading: Nothing in particular. Random fics?

last song: Power - Little Mix

last movie: It’s been a while because I’ve been writing heaps… I can’t actually remember. According to Netflix it was Army of the Dead but I feel like I’ve watched something else since then.

last series: I haven’t read a real book in… a while. But last summer I read the entire Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries series and they were amazing.

sweet, spicy, or savory: sweet!

craving: Nothing in particular right now.

tea or coffee: both! I slightly prefer coffee, but a good cuppa tea is wonderful.

currently working on: My poly day fic for Smut Week. It’s already 2.1k and things are only just heating up.

tagging @floating-in-the-blue @where-you-go @invisibleraven @nuandia @daintyduck99 @astorytotellyourfriends @bananakarenina @big-time-schmidtster @tiriansjewel