#if she's not acting like this after talking to you forget about it

[dcxdpdabbles]

I found and read this cute story on AO3, about Frostbite being Danny's legal parental guardian. In the story Bruce Wayne runs into Frostbite (in his full yeti glory no disguise) who is setting up for school bake sale. Got me thinking about what if Danny's past rogues took turns filling in and doing parental stuff especially at school functions. Like Frostbite does the bake sale, Pandora shows up for his games, Ghostwriter goes to all of the PTA meetings, Clockwork goes to teacher meetings, so on and so forth.

The 43rd Annual Gotham Academy Bake Sale by Faeriekit

Ohhh, that sounds good! I'll get it a read when I have some time. Thank you for the rec!

Danny Fenton is one of the lucky few who have a very involved household. His various family members would always sign up for any school event the boy needed support in. It didn't mean that the boy won everything, but as a teacher for nine years, Emily has come to learn how much it mattered to just have someone show up.

She had seen students whose entire faces light up after spotting someone in the crowd in the same amount she saw a student's hope crumble after they scanned the room.

Danny was a polite young man, a bit on the shyer side, but kind and not a troublemaker, his previous school had her believe. If anything, he seemed to struggle with fitting in, but no students blatantly disliked him.

The general opinion of Danny matched, as her students would say, "I know him from class, but I don't really talk to him. He seems cool though".

Maybe that's why so many people were supposed by his family to march into the auditorium during Danny's talent show. Seeing him wave at the row before starting his gymnastic act had been such a surprise.

Now, Gotham wasn't a close-knit community, not with the size of their city and the millions of people living within it, but everyone would have noticed that Danny was adopted.

After all, he was the only one that wasn't glowing or a large humanoid animal. They cheered the loudest among the crowd; uncaring Danny got bronze- having lost to Joey's tapping dancing for second and Damian's spectacular multi-instrumental cover of a meme song for first place- and Danny beamed back at them.

Gotham was known for not being meta-friendly, but that was only due to a few mean people who shouted the loudest on media outlets. Many of Emily's students were meta, had family that were meta, or knew someone meta. It wasn't a common enough trait one would encounter a meta on every outing, but you would see them in Gotham well enough.

Everyone knew, but no one said it out loud. In the same way, she knew which students' parents were in the country illegally but worked harder than anyone else. Saying anything would help the cops, or worse, the rich running Gotham.

Even the most prejudiced Gothamite would rather be spat on then give them aid. And those who were so prejudiced to help the poor man's enemies, well, Emily has lived here long enough to know they vanished rather quickly. The smart ones kept their mouths shut.

No one could forget what happened to that guy who accidentally insulted Penguin. His grandmother had been an illegal immigrant on his mother's side.

No one messed with that side of the family.

"Hello, Mrs. Jackson." Danny's adoptive father, Dr. Frostbite said, ducking down to avoid banging his head on the door. On one of his shoulders was a box of hotdog wieners; on the other were multiple bags of bread. "I'm here for my snack bar shift."

Emily tilts her head back to look the Yeti in the eye. He had been shocked the first time they met, but she could admit that Dr. Frostbite was a relatively gentle and wise soul. "Welcome aboard. The girls are just about to take the field. You can put that down by the crock pot over there."

The mountain of white fur brushes by her with the grace of a king as Dr. Frostbite does as she says. There were no customers at the window, so she leaned on the counter and offered him a smile. "Did you enjoy the game?"

"Yes. I was saddened our team did not win, but Danny hit a home run." Dr. Frostbite's sharp smile could have been frightening if he wasn't oozing parental pride. "I caught it all on video."

Emily opens her mouth to respond when a hand lands loudly on the counter with a loud crack. Her heart leaps, and she looks into Danny's Ember. She isn't one of Emily's students, though she does appear to be a teenager in appearance.

You know. If it wasn't for her hair made of fire. Or her blue skin. Or her glow.

"I set a boy on fire," She announces with a cackle.

"That's so?" Dr. Frostbite gently rips open the box, taking out the hotdog packages. With one large claw, he rips a hole into it and lets the few weiners slide into the crockpot with a gentle splash. "What did he do?"

"Tried to slap me on the butt." She huffs, rolling her eyes, but her smirk doesn't lose an edge of smugness.

"Well done." Dr. Frostbite praises placing the lid back on. It always surprised Emily to see such careful actions from the large creature. "I assume you did so out of Pandora's line of sight?"

"Naturally. I don't want her lecturing me in front of the whole community." Ember scoffs, crossing her arms. Behind her, the top of Pandora's head can be seen swinging side to side over the dugout, keeping an eye on the ball.

She was the best volunteer referee because even the parents knew not to shout insulting things when she was present. Emily doesn't think she has had such peaceful games in a long while. Hopefully, Danny will try out again for baseball next year so the woman can return.

"Oh hey, you're Danny's English teacher, right? Mrs. Johnson?" Ember asks, leaning on the counter to give Emily a curious look.

When the blond nods, holding out her hand for a shake. "That's right. It's nice to see you again, Ember."

The girl's hair flairs a little as a grin grows on her face. Her hand is ice cold to the touch, but she's got a firm grip that her husband would appreciate. "Likewise. I got a message for you from Ghostwriter. He sent the notes for the last PTA meeting to you and the revision playwright for the musical you two were working on."

Emily's mood brightens up. "That's wonderful. Could you tell him I'll check it out when I get home and get to my laptop since my phone broke in the last Two-Face attack?"

Ember's hair flickers in the wind when she nods, but Danny bounces right up behind her just as she opens her mouth to speak. He's wearing his Gotham Acadamy Baseball uniform with pride despite them losing. "Hey, Frostbite, can I go with Tim and Duke to get Peoeria Pizza? We'll be back before the girl's game ends."

"Only if you take Ember with you," Dr.Frostbite says, nodding to his daughter, who looks alarmed to be included. "She needs more friends."

"Hey!"

"Sure. Come on, Ember, you'll get along with Duke. He likes old-school rock."

"It's not old-school!"

Emily laughs, watching the two siblings bicker as they stride away, blending into the crowd with no one batting an eye at the glowing girl anymore. How blessed that boy was.

"I'm glad Danny has gotten comfortable here. I always worried he never was going to have a normal childhood." Dr. Frostbite confesses to swirling the hotdogs around in the water to ensure each one is cooked.

"I think you and the rest are doing a wonderful job. You're a great father." She assures him, thinking wistfully of her William. He's been on deployment for a few months now and will likely miss the holidays again, but his contract is almost up. They may try for a child when he gets in the reserves. "How are things at the clinic?"

"Oh, wonderful. I'm grateful that Mr. Wayne has allowed the expansion of Thomas Wayne Memorial Clinic. Dr. Thompkins will be covering the east side of Gotham while I help those on the west. It's much more fulfilling than working in some hospital that demands funds for the silliest things. Back home, that would have been illegal. The people would have burned me at the stake if I had allowed anyone to pass away due to greed."

"My kind of people." She laughs. A sharp crack sounds from the field as the bat makes contact with the ball, and the crowd goes wild. It's a wonderful day.

[unknown-cold]

It's fanny how some people call her evil era.

We never saw her kill an innocent person, even when my friend saw the show he is not a fan of Arcane but he saw a lot of comments about it and I also urged him to watch it after all the excitement around it when I asked him about his opinion on the show and especially the character of Caitlyn he told me, he expected after all the posts and comments about her that she would go to Zaun and kill people with her gun he didn't expect that she just wears a costume that looks like a vampire and looks tough and mean, she would get this much hate. He even asked me why people don't talk or blame Ambessa isn't she the main reason behind most of the problems in this season and also Singed or even Silco and his allies?

I couldn't answer him except that people have double standards and are hypocrites because their criticism of Caitlyn's character is not because she did one bad thing but because she is from Piltover and an enforcer. I'm sure if Caitlyn was from Zaun and did worse things they would sympathize with her and love her, so their criticism is so hypocritical and has double standards. In short, their criticism of a character is not because she did bad things, but because of who she is and where she is from.

They forget that silco kills a lot of people, mainly people from the undercity, even kids, LOL have put a mini game on the clien and there you could find out that Silco use kids as lab rat to test the chem tanks.

And I'm sure now someone will come and tell me that Caitlyn used the gas on all of Zaun and killed people with it. Seriously idiot where did you get this? Can you show me a picture from the show that people died because of gray, and if it's true then the characters must are talking about it, that Caitlyn uses gray to kill innocent people. So this claim is not true, we saw at the beginning of episode 3 how Caitlyn used the gas strategically and not randomly and Amanda confirmed that. So she used it to catch gangs there. Because logically, 5 people wouldn't go to catch hundreds of gang members that easily, and also if one of the people got hurt Ekko would have talked about it and we know that Ekko is the most loyal person to his people, so even Ekko himself didn't complain about using gray, yes he and Scar were talking about the gangs that were working with Silco, and they didn't care about gray, why? Because this gas didn't hurt them.

Even if it hurt them and that using it was an evil act, why didn't you say this when Jinx used it on Piltover and injured innocent people, women and children, she didn't target enforcers for example, Jinx use the Grey randomly unlike Caitlyn, but is anyone talking about this? Of course not. And worse when I saw comments saying that Jinx should blow up Piltover again and eliminate the people of Piltover. Like some people have shown their true colors, that they don't care if a character did something bad or good, all they care about is who this character is.

And because Jinx is from Zaun and they have every right to do bad things, but Piltover doesn't even if they do good things they are still bad, what a shallow and ridiculous thinking. some Arcane fandom are probably the most stupid fandom nowadays, to them everyone from Zaun is a perfect angel who never do nothing wrong, everyone from Piltover is a monster with no feelings

The show is not black and white, that only exists in Disney movies, go and watch it if you are this kind of boring and traditional storytelling, Arcane proves every day that this show is not for everyone and if you want to enjoy it you have to open your mind well and be open-minded, and most importantly put politics and real life issues aside, and enjoy this fantasy world with flawed characters and good writing. (This show is not designed to solve political issues at the end of the day. It is a show based on a video game)

Morally, I do not agree with a Caitlyn's Evil Cop Era. The lesbian in me, however, really likes that dumbass coat.

Like. Really likes it.

[kiryoutann]

i wanted to rant about simon.

what do you think so far like what are your actual headcanons for the canon simon vs this simon from this series?

my feelings about the actual simon is quite vague. i've read far more fanfictions than bothering with the actual material so my picture of his is not really...constant? idk

but with this simon, he scares me. just to think about people that can engage in such romantic and sensual acts with little to no feeling involved.

or the mc's father. her dad makes me feel such an anger and injustice that i don't know how to express it and i know we probably won't get a satisfying update on him.

you don't like your wife fine i could understand the distance between them, but how can somebody forget their child no matter if they share the same blood or not, after all the time he raised her

leaving all that behind just to start a whole new life. how can that not eat somebody alive

OHH this is actually a good question. honestly for me, simon is probably one of the hardest character to write about because he doesn't give away too much. too calm. too know-it-all.

we're just gonna talk about the romance aspects!

but based on my head-canon of the canon simon, he has those younger years where he avoids romance, but not this actively and aggressively. it's more because he has too much on his plate (anger management issues, PTSD, depression) than because he think he's not good enough for some happiness (but he also doesn't expect/hope for it.)

canon younger (probably 6-7 years after he killed Roba) Simon lives his life without the need for things to turn out in certain ways. as he gets older (yes, the 2022/2023 ghost) and better mentally, he's become a little more open to the idea, though.

he's still not actively seeking romance, settling on one-nightstands and things that don't require any strings attached. however, he's not completely closed off to the idea too. if he has someone he likes AND TRUST (this is already a high wall to get over), he might act on it. but again, not really actively pursuing it and knows he doesn't need it.

and this might come as a surprise, but he's actually the biggest flirt out there—well, at least when it's only the two of you. when in front of his taskforce, he goes back to acting like he's the calm, collected, cool, stoic, scary lieutenant that everyone knows. can't have you ruin his reputation, right?

"it's private but not secret," with him. though it's not loud PDA, sometimes he lets his hands linger in places like your waist, your hips, shoulders. his love language is act of service, gift giving, physical touch—he makes sure to always appreciate you with compliments and love affirmations, but he's never really a man who's big on words.

WHILE THIS SIMON, hmmm.. he's a bit more complicated. and a mess. at some point, you can think of him as the younger version of canon simon we just talked about to simplify it, but even that's not really accurate considering the different ways they handle "all that sappy stuff" (as simon would say). this one actively and AGGRESIVELY avoids romance.

and while they both (my ver. of canon simon and this simon) sort to flings and one-nightstands, the canon simon is more careful and actually follows the boundaries he draws himself. while this simon outlines the boundaries, follows his rules until an interesting bird enters his orbit, violates them, and destroys them himself before he goes around saying "you read that wrong, darling."

NOW, ABOUT THE FATHER. . .

RIGHT! in my opinion, it's better for them to get a divorce actually and Dad still plays a role in MC's life rather than just leaving her. like, i know it'll still hurt the MC but, at least she can still have both of her parents even though in different houses! at least she doesn't have to feel neglected in her childhood.

okay, you hate someone you thought you would love forever, but abandoning your child? whose very existence was created because of you? talk about the Dad will come up in the sequel. hell, he'll even make an appearance with his two ballet loving new daughters. imagine how MC will feel.

sadly, this happens a lot in real life. fathers leaving and starting a new life without thinking about his "old" family. how people shame single mothers but never the absent fathers. people shame many women who have "daddy issues" or call them "fatherless" yet never call out men's incapability of being a real, PRESENT father.

[billiesbossanovas]

Messy

Pt. 2 of it’s all in the eyes

Billie Eilish x gn!reader

Alludes to smut but none written

University AU

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Everything about yours and Billies situation was messy, that night at the party, you truly fell in love with Billie, the way she spoke, the way she would act, everything about her was perfect, everything you wanted in a girl. And then she started ignoring you, she’d given you her number and day after day she would just ignore your texts unless there was a party or she needed notes, other than that you got nothing from her, no attention not even a glance across the room when you were in class together.

Parties came, Billie would be all over you, flirting, touching, kissing, all of it. Soft make out sessions under the stars, Billie taking full control over your mind, she’d come back with you to your apartment, spend the night, and then when you woke up she’d be gone, no trace of her at all only thing even letting you know that she was there being the faint smell of her perfume lingering in your room, on your pillows, the smell of vanilla stained your clothes and the feeling of her hands all over you plagued your mind.

-

Troy had invited you to another party, he knew you’d go, just in hopes of seeing Billie again, getting to taste her again, take in the way she looked in the moon light, that’s where she looked the best, it was really the only time you’d seen her. You’d imagined time and time again what she’d look like just waking up on a morning, the sun coming in through a small gap in the curtains, the way it would shine in her face, you’d kiss her forehead and ask for five more minutes in bed. But that wouldn’t happen any time soon.

You made eye contact with Billie almost as soon as you walked into the house, Troy looks at you and rolls his eyes, he puts his arm around your shoulder. “Let’s get you a drink, and introduce you to a girl, someone to distract you from Billie” he laughs and drags you towards the kitchen, he pours god knows what into a cup and shoves it into your hand. “Drink up butter cup, I’ll be right back” you hum and take a sip of the drink, making you cringe as it burns the back of your throat. The thought of tipping it out crosses your mind, but you decide to chug it instead, the plan for tonight was get fucked up and forget about Billie and this whole situation.

Troy come back when your four drinks in, you see him with a girl from your music class. “He-ey Troy.” Your words slur and you laugh as you hold onto him for support, he laughs and pushes you towards lean against the counter.

“This is Melanie, she’s in your class dipshit.” He introduces the two of you and leans in to you “slow down on the drinks, if you want rebound sex you need to atleast be a little bit sober” he pats you on the back and walks way, leaving you and Melanie to talk, the two of you flirt, she’s very touchy, her hands roam your body, anywhere she can get her hands, they touch. Billie watches from afar, her brows furrowing and expression darkening as she watches the two of you flirt and kiss, it doesn’t take long for her to walk to the two of you.

Billie clears her throat, your arm is around Melanie’s waist loosely, she pulls away from the kiss and gives Billie a confused look. “Fuck off.” Billie gritts out Melanie just laughs as you take another drink. “What are you deaf? I said fuck off.” Billie takes a step forward towards the girl, she moves off of you and walks away, winking and waving goodbye to you as she does, you watch as disappears into the crowd, Billie turns to you, smacking the drink from your hand, it spills onto the floor. “What the fuck are you doing?” She seethes getting closer to you.

“What?” You ask confused, you look at her, a smirk on your face as she traps you between her body and the counter, you lean against it, her hands next to yours holding onto it. “We never made things exclusive.” You look away from her, not at anything in particular, just away from her, avoiding eye contacts.

Billies hand moves up to take ahold of your chin, she forces you to look at her “look at me.” She whispers leaning in close to your face, her breathe hits your skin, a red tint makes its way across your face as she stares into your eyes, you could never get tired of looking into them, the way they light up when ever she’s talking about something she’s passionate about. “What the fuck were you doing just then?” She asks, but you’re pretty sure she already knows the answer, it was primarily to make her jealous, have her crawling back to you. “Maybe we never made things exclusive..” she leans in and whispers into your ear “that didn’t mean you’re not mine..” she bites your ear then pulls away, all you can do is nod, like the spineless idiot you are, you’ll always go back to her.

It happened again, Billie had you wrapped around her finger all night, you talked with her, or more so listened while she spoke, let her kiss you, and roam her hands all over you, it didn’t matter where you stood, if she wanted her hands in your waist that’s where they would be.

Most of the night was spent in the back yard, Billie sat on your lap while she spoke with people, she was playing with your hair while you sipped on a drink, not entirely listening to the conversation happening right infront of you, instead making the most of Billie giving you attention, your eyes closing as her fingers tangled through your hair. “You tired?” Billie asked softly, her arm now resting across your shoulder.

“No, it’s fine.” If you went home now, it would mean the night would be over, you’d have about a left with Billie before she decided to ignore you again.

“It’s okay, I can take you home if you want” she smirked and leaned in to kiss you, her hand holding onto the back of your back, pulling you further in, deepening the kiss. You agree to go home with her.

She takes you home, you enter your dorm with her and kick off your shoes and fall back onto your bed, Billie climbs on top of you, smiling down at you. “You’re mine.” She whispers before kissing your neck softly. “Remember that.” She mumbles in between kisses.

-

The next morning you wake up, expecting the right side of your bed to be cold, but when you open your eyes, Billies still there, a ray of sun shining on her face as she sleeps. She looks better than you could have ever imagined.

[mollywog]

What are your thoughts on Possibility of Peeta in Canon feeling guilt over a perception that he forced Katniss into the Star crossed lovers?

Oooo -Thank you for giving me an opportunity to talk about this.

One of Peeta’s main survival tactics is his ability to read people and situations…. And he’s pretty good at it (which probably was helpful to him far before the arena with a volatile mother but that’s maybe more the stuff of HCs so moving on)

With that in mind:

One of the first things Peeta says to Katniss upon her discovering him in the arena is:

"Lean down a minute first," he says. "Need to tell you something." I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it."

Even in his fevered state, Peeta is aware that this is an act (at least on Katniss’s side)

Later - when he’s trying to convince Katniss not to go to the feast and she claims that she isn’t, he says:

"You're such a bad liar, Katniss. I don't know how you've survived this long." He begins to mimic me. "I knew that goat would be a little gold mine. You're a little cooler though. Of course, I'm not going." He shakes his head. "Never gamble at cards. You'll lose your last coin," he says.

‘I knew that goat would be a little gold mine. You're a little cooler though. Of course, I'm not going.’ -> all moments he (accurately) clocked where Katniss wasn’t being 100% honest if not outright lying

The ‘I don’t know how you’ve survived this long’ part is particularly interesting to me but I digress.

So then fast forward to after the feast where Katniss risked her life to save him:

"No! Just don't, Katniss!" His grip tightens, hurting my hand, and there's real anger in his voice. "Don't die for me. You won't be doing me any favors. All right?"

I'm startled by his intensity but recognize an excellent opportunity for getting food, so I try to keep up. "Maybe I did it for myself, Peeta, did you ever think of that? Maybe you aren't the only one who ... who worries about ... what it would be like if ..."

I fumble. I'm not as smooth with words as Peeta. And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don't want him to die. And it's not about the sponsors. And it's not about what will happen back home. And it's not just that I don't want to be alone. It's him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread

"If what, Katniss?" he says softly.

I wish I could pull the shutters closed, blocking out this moment from the prying eyes of Panem. Even if it means losing food. Whatever I'm feeling, it's no one's business but mine.

"That's exactly the kind of topic Haymitch told me to steer clear of," I say evasively, although Haymitch never said anything of the kind. In fact, he's probably cursing me out right now for dropping the ball during such an emotionally charged moment. But Peeta somehow catches it.

"Then I'll just have to fill in the blanks myself," he says, and moves in to me.

In this moment Katniss inwardly acknowledges that she has real feeling beyond the act and Peeta, again, reads those feelings correctly.

This is the turning point for him.

So, then imagine his surprise on the train tracks (and all the self doubt):

"It was all for the Games," Peeta says. "How you acted."

"Not all of it," I say, tightly holding on to my flowers.

"Then how much? No, forget that. I guess the real question is what's going to be left when we get home?" he says.

(Just picture Peeta replaying the games in his head and trying to figure out where he missed the tell.)

We often joke about Peeta being oblivious to Katniss’s feelings for him in Catching Fire, but really: He’s been burned by ‘misinterpreting’ her before and he’s trying not to make the same ‘mistake’ again.

In a way

“You love me. Real or not real?

Is a remnant of that doubt.

Anyways - back you your original question:

There wasn't a single person in Panem expecting the Gamemakers to allow for two winners prior to the rule change... 73 years of one Victor: It's unprecedented.

The star-crossed lovers strategy, under normal game circumstances,

Benefits them both. The romance makes them both fan favorites to sponsors. But, at the end of the day, there can only be one Victor. So when one were to die, public sympathy would swing sponsors towards the broken hearted other.

Relied very little on Katniss; she didn't have to opportunity to state her feelings for Peeta to the audience after the interview and in the arena, up until the rule change, she barely saw him. Had he died before the (unprecedented) rule change, there wouldn’t be much for her to do but appear sad. The star-crossed lover but is eventually just a sound bite.

No one could have predicted that both Katniss and Peeta would be crowned victors and have to maintain the strategy indefinitely.

So yes, on top of believing he mistook Katniss’s feelings for him in the arena, he then discovered they’d have to maintain the pretense of lovers for the rest of their lives… I’m sure he felt all sorts of miserable ways about that.

[abouttocommitarson]

The villan heard the laughter before it abruptly stopped. She glanced up and saw... hero? The villan had never thought she would see hero again. Ok okokokokokokkokokok try not to panic, just act normal the villan told herself. The hero while this was happening had stopped dead in her track and was staring at the villan mouth agape. The rest of the gaggle of 20-somethings around her were glancing at the hero trying to figure out who she was staring at. villan told herself ok um just ignore hero surely she'll think she's seeing things or something, I look a lot different since we last fought. Besides I'm supposed to be dead. One of heros friends shook a hand in front of her face,

"Hello? Hero? Anyone in there?" He said knocking on heros forehead

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine," hero said with a nervous laugh, and tried to wrench their gaze away from the woman at the bar she seemed so familiar but hero couldn't place her face "just, y'know"

"Because you're not telling me I really don't know but ok" responded heros friendwith a smirk.

Throughout the night hero kept glancing at villan and her friends kept nudging her and whispering at her villan had noticed. Her plan was to get drunk so she would forget this had happened and then call a cab to get home. She had avoided this for so long! She had faked her own death-quite convincingly she thought, moved to a different city, made a new identity, and cut contact with anyone from her past life and STILL the hero had found her, the villan scolded herself. What comes next? Police banging on her door? Going to court? Prison? She supposed she signed up for this when she chose the life of crime but she had grown since then! She'd changed! She was no longer a bloodthirsty criminal trying to destroy a city she had a nice apartment a working car and a cat life was going well. Well, she laughed to herself good things never last forever.

"What'cha laughing about?" Came a voice from next to her, villan glanced up and had it not been for her already very pale complexion she would have gone white as a ghost. Hero had sat down next to her and was trying to make small talk.

"So uh how's your week been? Whats your name?" Hero was shitty at small talk and she knew it but was she this bad? The woman she sat next to was only a few years older then her at most and was staring at her like she just said that she liked homework, a mix of horror, confusion and fear. "Aaaaaaare you gonna respond or just stare at me like I'm a zoo exhibit?"

"Um sorry I just... do we know eachother?" Villan blurted, she didn't mean to, but she desperately needed to know if hero could recognise her. It sounded quite rude after she said it, but too late now she guessed.

I've lost motivation for this a bit, might come back later. If you guys like it. Please be nice I haven't written any storys since last February. Feedback and ideas welcome! Thanks

Edit: for those who were asking to be tagged in any and all stroys based of this prompt: @axxolotlqueen @lillysys @randomness20117

You, the villain, faked your death and started over years ago. But you never expected the hero to stumble into your new favorite bar, laughing with their friends.

[presidentdisastraofgallifrey]

I feel like War Games is such an important plot point because before that, the Doctor isn’t a traumatized character.* He runs around messing with the universe with few to no consequences and picks up companions along the way. Susan, the first to leave, he pushes out so she can grow up. He’s disappointed when others choose to leave him, but like it’s either they always wanted to go home or they’ve found somewhere/someone to be their home. This includes all of them up to that point: Ian & Barbara, Stephen, Dodo, Ben & Polly, Vicki, Victoria.

So the War Games is his first big trauma, and (from a personal perspective, not knowing what else is coming), it’s huge. He’s executed, hundreds of years stripped off his life and all element of choice taken away. He’s labeled a foolish criminal by his own people. Jamie and Zoe are forcibly taken away and made to forget their time together. And then he’s exiled, a large part of his identity stolen indefinitely.

I’d argue that’s where his abandonment issues first came from. He threw a fit when Liz left the way he hadn’t before, and then when Jo left he did the goodbye dodging and sadly hovering on the edge of her life thing for the first time. He didn’t plan to leave Sarah but he never went back for her, probably because he knew she would leave eventually (maybe even because she’d just threatened to).

Leela leaving was more chill so skipping over that, but Romana basically building a life with him then taking off, while not a trauma in itself, reinforced his abandonment issues and made him feel alone. And then Adric died, and it was his fault, and that WAS traumatic and what he probably needed after that was some time alone or at least companions that could be the adult for a bit, but Tegan and Nyssa were. Not that.

Nyssa’s was ok but Tegan’s leaving would also reinforce his everyone-leaves-because-of-you thing

The next few companions were ok, but then yes there was the Time War, which was really only his third great trauma (after war games and Adric), but eclipsed everything else in the universe

The traumas kept piling up after that, too, but you get the point

*out of things shown on television, don’t come at me with eu stuff because I’m talking about the acting of the character

[madhatterbri]

Harsh Reality | Hangman A.P.

Summary: “Is this what we do now? Making out and then never talking about it? Great!” with Hangman Adam Page and Reader?Sad sequel of Professor. Even if he is now her teacher, Reader can't forget him, but he acts professionally and speaks to her only if very necessary. After a class, she decides to confront him about that and her true feelings towards him.

Happy Wednesday Night Dynamite, babes. ❤️

Requested by: @cowboywritersworld

Hangman Adam Page Masterlist

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Taglist: @theworldofotps @smallestsnarkestgirl @magicalbuttertarts @hodgepodge-musings @new-zealand-chic

“Is this what we do now? Making out and then never talking about it? Great!”

The office was quiet as her words hung in the air. She stared at her Botany professor. Tears filled her eyes. This wasn't how she wanted them to go. In her naive state, she really thought they would have a relationship. It may have been in secret, but it still would have been him.

"It is more complicated than that. This could ruin me," he explained calmly. This was always his excuse. His career. Her feelings didn't matter as long as his career was safe. A few tears started to spill from her cheeks.

She fell for this man hard. The making out and sex drew her in. He was older and didn't seem like an immature idiot like the other men here. Everything changed the moment he found out she was going to be his student. Now he only spoke to her to answer a question during his lecture.

"So my feelings don't matter? You got your fun and now I should just move on and forget about you?" She asked.

Her professor didn't answer her. His silence was the only answer she needed. Y/N nodded her head as if she was understanding.

"I wish I never met you," she told him bitterly. That night at the bar used to be one of the top moments of the year. He was so into her and she thought he was the total package. Now she just saw him as a scared little boy.

Adam reacted to that. He looked up quickly. His heart ached from her words. She always said that was the best night of her life. "Y/N...,"

"Goodbye, professor," she told him. The heartbroken student tried to hold herself together as she made her way down the hall. His southern drawl called for her to come back, but there was no going back.

[gl-saveme]

Was I really May's first love? // As long as Sun misses me.

correct response btw when you find out you are your crush's first love (not your comatose twin sister) and when your crush missed talking to you (even if it was only a few days and it's your fake persona)

Namtan Tipnaree as Ai-Oon in Pluto Ep 8 Milk Pansa as Ongsa in 23.5 Ep 2

[cherrylgc]

lgcaeri

“you don’t have a tv yet?” aeri questioned, curious for a moment whether cherry was the type to consume any bit of media through something more portable like a mobile phone or tablet. “yeah, i do live alone.” she nodded, realizing then how long it had been since she lived in the apartment by herself. “i have for about three years already? it’s really one of the best perks that we get when we join lgc agency.” she let out an airy laugh as she thought about how much of a relief it must be for some of the models and actors to live by themselves after spending a good amount of time living in the dorms with multiple people. “the downside is that the managers do end up having to do more work picking us up sometimes, but i do enjoy being a homebody so it’s nice being able to live alone. plus i love interior decorating, which makes the whole living in an apartment experience fun for me.” while listening to cherry, aeri continued to take some more bites of her food. with how long they’ve been talking, aeri knew that if she didn’t eat any time soon, her food was bound to get cold and she wanted to enjoy it while she could. “hm…” aeri covered her mouth with her hand momentarily, thinking of cherry’s question longer. “i think if my acting career trajectory was different, i’d say i would have sticked to the roles i was best at to make sure people would remember me for that before branching to different ones. but since that’s not the case, i think preferring to play different roles would be the ideal choice…and if i play different roles, at least some people won’t assume that i’m so much like my past characters in real life. i think that’s a common assumption actors get if they end up playing the same roles, you know?”

she shakes her head “no tv yet, not really any furniture yet actually…”. cherry had been excited to move out, and when she got the opportunity to move out and live alone she was quick to taking it, even though she knew she didn’t have much money in her pocket. cherry had enjoyed living in the dorms with other people, but she wanted to live alone, mainly so she could invite her girlfriend over with no worries of getting caught. but she didn’t have the money for furniture and her dad couldn’t help her out, so her apartment looked a bit… empty. “eh? it’s been that long already?”, “how long were you in legacy before switching to the acting path?” cherry now finds herself curious.

cherry pokes her food, almost forgetting it’s there to eat, so when aeri responds, cherry is quick to get in some bites, though taking a bite bigger than intended and she finds herself mouth full while she wants to respond back. “i personally think i’d like to start with roles i’m good at and then try things out of my comfort zone” she shrugs “i think i’d be good at comedic roles, but then again, maybe i don’t know, i’ve barely gotten to act, it’s difficult to guess which kind of roles i’d be good at”. “ah yeah that’s true, like cha eunwoo, he plays a lot of the same kind of roles and now people kind of see him like the roles he plays”.

[widevibratobitch]

my god. skinny people really just have like. No Idea huh just absolutely not a single clue lmao it's almost funny to watch fr but then id lie if i said i wouldn't fucking kill to be able to be that ignorant

[bumblingbabooshka]

-Remembers how T’Pring looked as she watched Spock & Chapel vanish into the bathroom together after seeing them kiss on the bridge (which she knew was for a mission and didn’t hold against them but perhaps she could sense something there since they do have feelings for one another), maybe attempting to calm herself and her suspicions as she’s left alone again (and later finds she’s been left out entirely this whole time) and how she doesn’t know that Spock almost told Chapel he loved her then and there, with T’Pring in the other room waiting, and how Amanda and Sevet both think she could have more confidence in herself and how T’Pring thought that she and Spock were in this together (her holding his hand, subtly letting him know to pour slower so the tea flowers would bloom correctly, a whispered ‘well done’, the ritual is over mother) and how mere hours after she expresses to Spock how she feels: Like he doesn’t trust her, like he doesn’t care to include her in his life, how she’s trying her best to show him that she will accept him wholly, how she wants to be his partner instead of an adversary or an obstacle, after all this he’s found Chapel within the hour and is kissing her.-

[boowritess]

simon got himself a young girlfriend. he really shouldn't be entertaining, ruining, a sweet thing like her but he can't help himself. he's depraved like that. wanting to ruin such a sweet, innocent thing. make it so they only think of him...

her parents loathe him. which is not a surprising reaction.

but simon's too big, too imposing, to make them say anything to his face, and oh, his sweet little thing has teeth that snap at her parents when they try to talk about how he's too old. too rough. he won't treat her right.

they're right, of course. but he's good at making his little girlfriend forget about his wrongdoing just by a little sweet whispering and gently coaxing her thighs apart with a rough, scared hand.

however, what he wasn't expecting was finding out about his young girlfriends older sister.

you.

there's an age gap between you and your sister. you're nearly the same age as simon. but that's not the only thing simon takes note off.

you're more fulled out, in places that simon has no business looking at, the innocent ones and the not so innocent ones. there's a couple more inches on you than your sister. not nearly as tall as he, but he thinks he likes it.

but what really gets him goin'. you don't react the same way to him like your parents did. there was no disdain, disgust or even fear in your eyes when you looked at him.

no.

instead he got a wide smile, a hair-flick over your shoulder and a hug. pulling him in, despite his rigid tenseness. patting his back.

"oh aren't you sweet?" your voice is smooth, and almost coo like when you pull away. eyes sparkling with what simon can only describe is warmth.

and while your parents avoid him when he's around. when you're home, you do the exact opposite. you hover around your sister, making sure she's eating well, looking after herself, and then you do the exact same thing to simon.

showering him in the same doting affection as your sister. making them both a plate of food, a lot of food. making sure they're warm and tucked in at night. it's giving them your card when you send your sister to the shops for something, and quieting simon when he says he has his own. doing your sisters laundry AND his.

and the praise. god the praise. it fucking wrecks him. despite most of it being innocent.

he's helping do the dishes when you come in. "oh aren't you being a good boy?" you chime, voice so warm and sweet. you pat his back, and there's a genuine smile on your face. "i'll make you a cuppa for doing so well."

"you ate all your food? aren't you a good lad? huh? c'mon then, make room for dessert for being good." you'll say, patting his stomach and moving to the fridge.

it sends him into a whirlwind.

he could be spending days with his girlfriend's parents, who act like he's not even there. too intimated by this grown man. which he liked. he likes that. imposing people. making them uncomfortable with his mere presence. it's what his little girlfriend likes.

but then you come in. being all nurturing and sweet. coddling his little girlfriend and then doing the same to him despite you and him nearly being the same age.

then he starts to realize that you're treating him like how you treat your younger sister. treating him like he's young and naive. who can't look after himself. completely helpless. praising him for the basics a human adult should not be getting praised for. treating him like a child.

you've been fucking treating him like some fresh out the womb kid this whole fucking time and he's only seeing it now.

and he really can't help it.

but he fucking likes it.

he aches for it.

in the barracks. late at night. instead of flicking through the pictures of his little girlfriend to help quell the ache in him.

he thinks about you. your warm perfume. the reassuring pats. the way praise seems to just smooth off your tongue so sweetly.

"good boy." fuck.

he stares at the mess he made, panting hard. letting out a groan of frustration when he thinks of you again. and for the third time his cock twitches, the ache returning again.

that's when he comes to the inevitable conclusion.

he's fucking ruined.

a/n: idk where i was going with this but. here u go xx love ya'll, drink water xx part 2 maybe idk.

[perkypersona]

They way her marriage to Callie ended, she would never wish that on anyone. The crash really tore everything apart. Arizona lost a part of her and she didn't how to get her back the way Callie wanted her to and as soon as she wanted her to. Maybe it was more Arizona was mourning things that she shouldn't have. Maybe it was the things she seen, but Callie, she tried to act like she was there and she didn't understand just what she went through. Arizona wanted so desperately to lean on Callie, but she couldn't and Arizona crossed a line and she knew that she messed a lot up with Callie with that. But then when Arizona and Callie felt like they were in a good place and talking about another kid, Callie really left her and she was left alone and wondering just what went wrong after everything else. She just didn't know what to do anymore after that and then Callie left and never looked back and they had another child.

Annalyn didn't know Callie the way that Sofia did, and she was missing out. Callie was a good mother and that meant she had to work twice as hard to make sure Annalyn knew she was loved. But the distance that Callie had put hurt. It was more just her trying to make sure she didn't forget she had another child. That meant that Arizona had to keep telling Callie every time Sofia called to talk to her. But this time it was different. Arizona called Callie to let her know what had happened and she wanted her to take a look to make sure everything was healing right. That is when Callie decided she was coming to Seattle. Arizona didn't have to beg and Sofia would see her sister. That would cheer the younger blonde up and then Callie and Arizona could talk. They needed to if she was going to be there and they could take care of Annayln and give the girls a sense of normalcy with all of this.

Opening the door and allowing Sofia and Callie in and Sofia giving Arizona a hug and then running upstairs to see her sister, and Arizona was left to be with Callie. A home they once called home and it was the dream home that they both have dreamed of was something that Arizona had gotten it together and she knew some elements Callie would like and maybe she did that in hopes that she would come back to her. This was not the way she wanted. But they were here and now it was all just learning to talk a little more and not letting tempers flair. That is all Arizona wanted was for them to be able to talk about things and see just where they are coming from and see where they can take things. Arizona knew this was the time and she led Callie into the house she doesn't know anymore and into the kitchen to have a drink and talk and let the girls have a moment as well.

Arizona couldn't help what came out first. Sure, she was happy to see Callie and Sofia. But she hated it was this way. Taking a sip of her wine and feeling the tension between then two of them. Nothing was right and sitting there and she heard the response and Arizona wasn't sure what to do. "I just don't want you to feel forced. I can't keep doing this. Annalyn just feels like you don't care and feels like you don't want her around. Which is sad knowing a kid doesn't know if her other parent loves her. I can only say so much and show her so much without you. She needs the best and you are the best and she told me not to call you. But I couldn't let her heal and you not see it. So, thank you for coming and trying. She won't take to you too fast, she already told me she wasn't. So, don't get offended she just is hurt and doesn't think you want her."

Continued storyline with @ofibreakbones

The hurt caused by someone you put all faith in doesn’t just disappear. Arizona knows she isn’t innocent either being she has hurt Callie in more ways then one. But the one thing she didn’t think would happen was the fact that Callie would blindside her and walk away from their marriage. Walk away from everything they have built together. Maybe it was fractured once they have done somethings and Arizona did something, but it didn’t mean Arizona wanted it to be given up. She loves Callie, always has and always will which is what made it hard. 

But it also made it hard to know that Callie had given up calling Annalyn. She knew it was hard for the younger blonde. She could tell things were different but Arizona had tried to cover for Callie, but eventually it gets really hard and it gets to the point where it just doesn’t work anymore. Sofia and Annalyn had a bond that she had with Timothy and she loved that. She loved to see the both of them video calling and just talking all the time. It was something that she wouldn’t have given up for anything at this point. That alone made this all worth it. But things with Callie still lingered for her and she just needed to move on the best she could. 

But Arizona didn’t want to make this about her. She wanted to make it more about the girls and how Annalyn needs Callie and Arizona can only do so much if Callie doesn’t try. “She needs you Callie. She has wondered why Sofia gets all of you and she gets nothing. I don’t know what else I can say to her Callie. I have tried and I am not blaming you and I am not blaming myself for anything, but we just need to at least try for the two of them. Annalyn deserves to know the you that I knew and the you that Sofia knows. I think she deserves that, don’t you think?” Arizona was just wanting Callie tor really just think about it and the two of them can move forward and Annalyn can get the Callie that Arizona knows she can be and she knew the younger blonde deserved it and she was doing all she could to make sure she had that. 

This was the only time that they have really talked and now Arizona was just hoping that they can start out right and make things happen with one another and for the girls. Arizona wanted Callie’s opinion on Annalyn’s arm sos he sent over the scans and not expecting a text from the brunette, but has she felt her phone buzz she sees Callie’s name and she reads the text. She only waited because she didn’t think Callie would have been interested. Plus she didn’t know how Annalyn would feel if she was showing Callie everything. [Text: Callie] “I just didn’t think you would have cared Callie. It has been weird for you and her. I want you here but didn’t think I had a right to send that if you didn’t want it. Just let me me work out something and her and I can come and get you.”

Pausing for a moment before typing again. “Let Sofia and Annalyn stay together. I have a spare room for you as well if you want to stay there. I am trying Callie, and that is all I ask from you. I want you to try too. So, we will do this, I don’t know if you’ll have wifi on the plane, but I will text you and let you know if we will be there or not. See you tomorrow Callie and thank you for bringing Sofia. I can’t wait to see her and I can’t wait to see you.”

Hitting send and Arizona put her phone down hoping they can all work through all of this and be a family for the first time in so long by the sounds of it. She doesn’t know how smoothly it will go, but this was a start something she felt Annalyn needed to get to know Callie.

[peapod20001]

Sometimes I think about the girl in like 7th grade who was a furry and drew furries boinking it and apparently SO many people saw it and they were telling me about it and all I could think was how I, probably the only other open furry at school, wasn’t shown these

[thebiggestmenace]

Never apologize for long answers!!!! I love them!! I don’t have any IRL friends who like the game or show, so I love talking to someone else who’s as passionate about it as I am.

I also preferred Joel getting stabbed rather than impaled. In the game it worked, But also like- there’s no way he should’ve survived that. In Left Behind it takes Ellie a while to get medical supplies, so he should’ve bled out. Also somehow it didn’t hit any of his organs?? And he didn’t have any back/spinal damage from the fall?? The stab wound just made a lot more sense lol.

I love Episode 7 so much!! It was so accurate to the game. Also the way they displayed their emotions?? The pining, the awkwardness, and the friendship was so great. I loved it so much. Idk for some reason tv shows can never get teenagers right, they typically write them like they are older than they are.

Episode 8 was the only episode I never rewatched. Even the first time I went to watch it I skipped forward to the end because I had to remind myself they reunite and she’s ok. Bella better get an Emmy for that. Their screams still haunt me.

I get what you mean about mirroring! The finale scene where he tries to take the brunt of the bomb felt like the scene from the game where they jump off the bridge and he puts himself between her and the rock

AAAA thank you, anon! I also don't have anybody irl to talk to, so the amount of asks I'm getting about this silly little franchise means so much to me! I truly am having a blast >:)

yeah! how did he survive that??? how were no major organs hit?? how could he stand after that?? that was a two story fall? which sure, isn't that high, but?? with a stab wound??? that's a lot of damage?? but yeah, both work for their respective media? like, the impalement? works for the game and the stab works for the show. yeah! he should've! never thought about that, but yeah! she had to fight so many guys? and you're telling me he didn't bleed out? did Ellie even stuff the wound? is that the term? did she wrap it or anything? or was it just There while she ran around, looking for things? bonkers.

yes! I saw screenshots before having watched it, so I was assuming they were together the whole time because of the pining between them. like, the look Ellie gave Riley on the merry-go-round?? I totally thought they had been dating for a while lmao they do, yeah! I feel Bella and Storm were really able to capture the teenage gay experience. the staring through the Victoria's Sceret window? the complete adoration of the other? I remember being brought back to my own teenage relationship during that episode :')

totally get that! yes, be safe when watching stuff! I don't skip that episode, but I flip david off the whole time he's on screen and I make sure I'm doing something else for That Scene. I'm very forgetful, so I can't usually get away with skipping scenes/episodes? but I totally get why you would, it's a Bad episode (just the events). I got into reading tlou fics simply for the aftercare of that episode, so skipping to the end just to know they reunite? very smart. Bella does deserve an Emmy for that performance. their acting in that entire episode is just. spectacular. their screams are stuck in my head, too :( VERY worried for the next seasons for that exact reason

omg yeah! I never thought of that! he truly is a dad :((