#i had to get it out of my system

[garaks-padded-bra]

You used to have so much fun here, remember?

[skaiind]

[alwaysshallow]

johnny x reader, except you’re his prize.

let’s state the facts: your partner has a gambling problem. you first thought of it as innocent, but when your jewelry started to disappear piece by piece, when your laptop went missing, you started asking questions. it's your boyfriend after all, someone you trust so much, so he has to have a good explanation for all of this, right?

well, you wish you didn't ask him. you wish you wouldn't dig into it because it got to a point that you learned about his massive losing streak, debt. he promises you he won't do it anymore, and for some reason, you want to believe him.

you know you shouldn't, but you do. 

this trust breaks completely when he says that you have to move out to your parents again because he lost your shared apartment.

you're furious, calling him names until he says there’s actually a way to win it all back. 

you want to laugh when he says he can put you instead of the money. actually, you do laugh, but you stop the second you see he’s not joking. he says something about a “creepy, weird guy” that he’s playing with, and how he always encourages him to do so. because it will be “fun”. because there’s lot of adrenaline in that and you want to scream, when he really seems to think of it.

“i’m not gonna lose against him. i’m teaming up with a guy-” 

something tells you that you shouldn’t do it, but when your boyfriend brings the money a few times in a row in the next week, you gain hope. you visit the casino with him to see him play and to see the weird guy.

“the weird guy” doesn’t look weird at all; there’s a dangerous charm about him, about this mohawk that he has, broad shoulders and a jawline that could cut you.

his eyes are on you multiple times during the play. he acts like he owns the place when he doesn’t even look at the cards but at you, flashing you a smile. you see the hint of teeth in that smile, and you know that’s not good.

there’s nothing kind in it. it’s more predatory than anything.

and you know you’re right, when your boyfriend looks with shock at you, and the other men look defeated.

“this has to be a joke, right?” you ask, taking steps back when you see that the man is standing up. “something like this can’t be allowed, it’s just wrong, it’s—”

“wrong is also stealing,” the man says, tipping your chin up. “and you shouldn’t steal, bonnie. tha’s real bad, ye know? especially from me.”

there’s no pole for discussion when he throws you over his shoulder, when you’re about to throw a tantrum. he just laughs and tells you his name.

because apparently, you’re supposed to know it from now on.

[ossiethegreat]

just a silly doodle .. I don’t think color was in the mood guys 😓

Color belongs to superyoumna

Killer belongs to rahafwabas

[blitzy-blitzwing]

Indulgent radioapple doodle. :V

[junebugdunes]

alright listen. it is 3 in the morning and I have a cold but listen to me. I feel like one of the biggest reasons I'm so enthralled with Ramsey and Percy's dynamic is because it subverts the typical cop/con buddy duo-

Usually in buddy cop shows the dynamic play out as the smug or playful conman and the straight man cop

But what I'm really into is Ramsey is actually the "straight man" in their dynamic because Percy is so strange but completely able to roll with basically anything that happens, and she takes everything on the same serious level that she would normally

Which I think a lot of characters mistake as her taking everything at face value, but she doesn't do that either- Ramsey takes advantage of the situation by lying to her about his epithet and trying to play off how big of a criminal he is, and she does believe him, but you can see as the episodes move along she has her suspicions- but she's not accusatory. [Ep 6 "All's Well That Ends Well" 15:15]

She won't make any moves until she has solid evidence, which is a really good quality considering her line of work. She's smart, but she's not unfair. (Added to the fact that even once she recognized Ramsey, she made sure to negotiate something nice for him because of how much help he was. [Ep 7 "Winner Takes All" 23:20])

I've read a lot of fan stuff where people have completely misread her character and they make her so... robotic? And like, unemotional. Which she completely isn't.

She's very emotional. Although a lot of her more emotional scenes are read as comedic, she's not cold or robotic. Some of my favorite scenes from her are the crayon debauchery scene:

[Ep 6 "All's Well That Ends Well" 6:55] Along the same lines as when Zora broke her peashooter (the Oh Danny Boy scene)

When the Well Watcher was promoted to Sky Watcher and she was very supportive :) [Ep 6 16:50]

And when Ramsey used his epithet for the first time in front of her [Ep 7 19:15]

I feel like the comedy of these bits are really through Ramsey's reactions as he kind of just... doesn't know how to handle the situation or his brain literally won't process it [Ep 6 7:40]

Yes, Percy for the most part is a joke character but the whole point is the joke plays off of her being the silly one and Ramsey being the straight man, not vice versa.

I'm really tired so I can't exactly remember how I was going to wrap this up but

TL;DR: I really like Ramsey & Percy's dynamic and I feel like a lot of misreadings of it are due to a lack of understanding Percy's character

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[warningsine]

HACKS • S3E1 | The Story by Brandi Carlile

[madameoni]

uncomfortable but cozy

i saw a lizard sleeping on a hammock an well-

[ghurab-alzilal]

Garfield to his rumbling stomach : What would you want?

Raven, staring at Damian : I want a baby.

Garfield, terrified : For lunch?!

Damian, without taking his eyes off the classified documents : Obviously, witches eat children to stay young and beautiful.

Raven: Do you think I'm beautiful?

Damian: *smirks *

Raven: *blushes *

Garfield: Was that what caught your attention in everything he said?

Raven: *shrugs *

Garfield: Why am I the only one here disturbed by the menu?

Damian: *shrugs *

Garfield: Forget it, I'm not hungry anymore.

[junkokiu]

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[seffius]

Hey guys uhhh do you every think about how many "defected" shapes it took for talk of the 3rd dimension to be outlawed/taboo? How many it took for doctors to start researching for a cure? How many like Bill there must've been out there looking at the stars just like him? How alone they must've felt, just like him? How desperately they must've needed to find someone like him, or how things might've been different if only Bill had met one of them? Do you think he tried looking? Do you think he succeeded?

Do you ever think about how all of them are dead now?

[captainblou]

"Do it again"

He knows he shouldn't say that but he does and as soon as those words cross his lips he feels complete. The look in Crowley's eyes is changing, he can see it through the shades.

They're still so close now, and he can feel his own heart beating like a small bird in his chest. He feels Crowley's heart too, he can almost hear it pounding.

Every second of this morning is racing in his head. The conversation with the Metatron, the joy he felt, the hope. To finally be accepted in Heaven, to fully be was he is supposed to be: an angel, doing good. He could go there, he could fix things and protect Earth and Crowley, he would just have to put his own feelings aside.

Oh but Crowley is making it so difficult now, and he did say those word.

"Do it again"

He cannot process this. He wants to say it again. And again. And again. He wants Crowley to shut him up with his lips against his. He doesn't want to want it. He shouldn't want to. This is wrong, sinful. Once again he is an angel who sins and it disgusts him. His own desire, his longing to be touched disgusts him.

And yet, something tells him it's nothing wrong. Something tells him he has the right to be happy, no matter what he's been told all his life, no matter his obligations. And this somethings sounds a lot like Crowley's voice in his head. Always gentle, always comforting, always praising. He sees it now. The love Heaven should have given him. The love he deserves.

He sees it in Crowley's eyes when the shades are off. He sees it in the way he takes care of the bookshop in his absence. He sees it in his voice when he asks him what's wrong.

Crowley's hand is back near his face now, not on his collar. Near his cheek, and the demon is hesitant.

He doesn't control his body and thoughts anymore. Or maybe he does, for the first time in existence. Heaven doesn't control him anymore because he found something better. Someone better. So much better.

He leans into the touch, feeling Crowley's trembling finger carressing his face.

"Do it again" he says. "Do it again... Please Crowley..."

His voice is a teary mess, but the words cross his lips again. Crowley's hand slides to the back of his head and attracts him into the kiss. His lips so soft, so warm. He can feel the tears rolling on his cheeks, salting the sweet, sweet touch of the demon's mouth against his.

His trembling hands reach again for Crowley's waist and pull him closer this time, closer than they've ever been.

He's never felt so complete. Like Crowley's love was a missing part of his body for so long.

Now the moment is perfect. There is no Heaven, no Hell, no Earth. Only them, spinning, at the center of their Universe.

[zumbieve]

Hey Shadow. Its me again.

I have fun new sin idea.

[mishaesque]

"If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it."

- Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

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