#jemma and elle

[itisaterriblelove]

I STARED AT MY PHONE like I could force the text message on the screen to change. Jemma must have noticed because she shoved her plate of chocolate chip cookies under my nose with a bright smile. And if Jemma had noticed the look on my face then it must have been totally obvious. Because Jemma Moss, while one of the kindest people I had ever known in my life, wasn’t exactly big on picking up on emotional cues. 

“You look hungry,” she announced, voice overly bright. I absolutely wasn’t hungry; actually, I’d just completely lost my appetite, so I shook my head in denial. “Eat one,” she persisted anyway, nodding her head encouragingly. “The secret is I make them with peanut butter instead of batter, so they’re delicious, I promise!”

I’d been telling her for a year now that she really needed to open up a bakery. I had every confidence that they were fantastic. I also suspected they would taste like ash to me right now. I sighed.

“No thanks, Jemma,” I shook my head at her and motioned to my phone. “I have dinner with my family in a bit. Gavin just canceled.” I would have asked Jemma if she wanted to come along—actually it was on the tip of my tongue to do just that—but she was kind of weird about family engagements. Any time I’d ever asked her before she refused and then started talking about ducks.

Ducks were her go-to topic whenever she was uncomfortable. I’d learned that in the last few months, since we’d become friends.

Jemma Moss was the only person I’d ever met who appreciated waffles and whipped cream as much as I did. And besides that, she hung out with DK Stewart a lot, who happened to be Gavin’s best friend. Well, Gavin’s second best friend, obviously, because I was Gavin’s best best friend. And we all knew it.

There was also the little suspicion I had that Jemma was as in love with DK as I was with Gavin, which put us in similar emotional turmoil. And it was nice to have company in my misery. Even company that talked about how cute ducks were when they waddled whenever I mentioned anything about unrequited love. Jemma didn’t do conversations about love.

Which was why I only said, “Gavin’s been canceling on me a lot lately.”

Jemma nodded because she already knew this. “He must be spending a lot of time with Tyler.” I knew she didn’t say it to be cruel, that it was just kind of how Jemma was, but I still felt a little tinge of annoyance at her because of it. I picked up one of the cookies and took a bite.

She was right, it was delicious. It practically melted in my mouth.

Jemma grinned at me and walked around the breakfast bar to open up her fridge. She pulled out a carton of milk and poured me a glass.

“What I need,” I told her, inspiration suddenly striking me as I picked up the glass and took a sip. “Is a boyfriend.” My heart skipped a beat at the thought. All this time, I had kept thinking that if I waited for Gavin long enough he would finally realize what was right in front of him and come around. But maybe I’d just been fooling myself. 

Maybe he would never see me like I wanted him to; maybe we were better off as friends.

I’d thrown so many hints his way and all he’d done was go from girl to girl, ignoring me at every turn. And now he was even putting his girlfriend before me, which had never happened before. I didn’t like it.

Jemma crinkled her nose, leaning her elbows against the counter separating us. “But what about Gavin?”

I stared at her. “He’s with Tyler…” I sort of loved the way Jemma always pretended that Gavin and Tyler were no big deal. But right now it just wasn’t helpful.

Jemma shrugged. “Won’t he be mad if you get a boyfriend?” 

“No, Jemma,” I sighed. “That’s the problem.” The look she shot me seemed to say she didn’t believe me, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why. Did Jemma know something that I didn’t know? I waited for her to elaborate, but she just picked up one of the cookies and started eating it.

She chewed in silence for way too long before—finally!—adding, “He was mad at me that time I gave you a friendship bracelet.” She licked her lips and poured herself a glass of milk too, before putting the carton away. “Seems to me a boyfriend is way worse.”

“He was jealous because I was spending so much time with you,” I said it slowly, like maybe that would help her get it. To really see how friendships and relationships were not the same thing. But even as I heard the words coming out of my mouth, Jemma’s point really sank home.

If he was jealous of my friends, wouldn’t it make sense for Gavin to be apoplectic about a boyfriend?

I hadn’t had one in so many years, because all I ever thought about was him. And most guys were not cool with the way that Gavin and I hung out. Most girls weren’t, either, to be honest. But Gavin always seemed to manage to find the ones that were.

“You know what, Jem?” I beamed at her. “I think we should go out tonight.” 

She wrinkled her forehead, finishing off her cookie with a confused look. “I thought you had dinner with your family?” 

I waved that away. “I’m not feeling that tonight. Tonight I’m feeling Blacklight and colorful margaritas!” Blacklight was the only bar in town, and I was finally old enough to use my real ID there. It was about time I utilized that.

I was tired of thinking about Gavin, or other guys, or any other drama. I just wanted to go out and have a good time. And if I happened to meet someone who wasn’t Gavin, who gave me the same goosebumps, then thank the Lord for miracles.

“What do you say? You want to be my partner in crime tonight?” 

If there was one thing I knew, it was that I could definitely have a good time with Jemma Moss.

[yourgirlsarchived]

@marvariants​ asked  How often do my muse’s “mama claws” come out? Or are their papa bear instincts on high alert a good bit of the time?

       Edie is a very protective mom. It’s unclear if that’s from Wade or Sorcha, but if she hears someone pushed her kid, she’s not going to let that go laying down. She might teach her babies to punch and how to scream for help a lot sooner than socially acceptable. But given who she is and who their father(main verse) is - it’s prudent. If someone does actually get the drop on her kids - well. 

          Sorcha. Sorcha is always on alert. Especially if she has several kids running around at once.  Single! Mom Sorcha will snap if you look at her kid wrong, and absolutely does not let them go anywhere without her until they’re around 13 and that’s -after- she makes sure they know how to incapacitate someone. 

With her small army of children, by the time Edie comes around, she chills out some. Not a lot, but some. Considering Edie has 7 siblings who will throw down, Sorcha can give her a little more freedom. Not a lot, but enough. 

       Elissa is Mama Bear all the time. Duncan and Morgan are her miracle babies. (Pretty literally considering Wardens are just SLIGHTLY less infertile than Witchers.) They are also the -only- heirs for the throne in the event she and Alistair pass on unexpectedly. 

Leaving them to find answers to the calling, 

Considering what happened to Zagreus, Persephone is a claw first ask questions later, Mama bear.

           Petra is pretty chill until her kids get into school. There are a select few of her rogues that know who she is and it worries her to no end. Bullies also get her dander up and she’s been to the principals office more than once over her kid telling her about something going wrong.

Like Persephone. Just don’t. Don’t look at those kids, don’t wonder if those kids have a happy life. It’s safer to just ignore their existence, frankly. 

Highly protective. Prone to casting a fire ball first. 

                Hunter was the -safest- kid on the planet. Not just because Jemma is great and attentive, but his grandparents had his back and all his aunts and uncles. Jemma tends to be pretty chill, until someone actually fucks up. 

Claws out, hit first ask questions after. 

He’s a criminal already, it’s like Persie and Mairon, just don’t. 

Dad radar dialed to 11.

Dad radar dialed to 11. 

Mama claws are always out, but she’ll assess before attacking. 

[inkstainedheartbeats]

Okay @scarlet-bitch (hope you don’t mind the tag) this is the very basic like timeline of that thing I mentioned. It’s a super crossover xD

—//—//—//—

1917

James “Bucky” Barnes is born March 10

Howard Stark is born August 15

1918

Steve Rogers is born July 4

1921

Margaret “Peggy” Carter is born April 21

1930

Eric Lehnsherr is born May 25

1932

Charles Xavier is born July 13

1939

Howard Stark starts up Stark Industries

1950

Nick Fury is born July 4

1954

John Winchester is born April 22

Mary Winchester is born December 4

1956

David Rossi is born May 9

1958

Henry Winchester stumbles upon a mutant/human co-op trying to force mutations in humans. He is saved by an undercover CIA agent and forced into Witness Protection without his wife and child. The CIA agent has betrayed the CIA and is instead working with the co-op.

The CIA agent, calling herself Abbadon, starts to subtly threaten Millie.

1960

Harold Finch (Thomas) is born April 9

1962

Abbadon injects John with a prototype serum that is supposed to force a mutation out of him. It seems to fail.

Nathan Ingram is born June 6

Olivia Manx is born July 5

1964

Phil Coulson is born July 8

1965

Abbadon scares Millie, who believes that she has hidden John’s existence from Abbadon as the ex-CIA agent never threatens him, away. Millie leaves John with her sister Maisy. She takes on the name Maria.

Millie meets and falls in love with Howard Stark.

Nathan Ford is born August 16

Carl Elias is born August 18

1966

Robert Hersh is born May 7

Mark Snow is born May 22

1967

Anthony Marconi is born November 23

1968

Lionel Fusco is born March 17

James “Rhodey” Rhodes is born October 6

1969

Bruce Banner is born December 18

1970

Tony Stark is born May 29

Emily Prentiss is born October 12

1971

Clint Barton is born June 18

Aaron Hotchner is born November 2

1972

Joycelyn Carter is born March 7

Haley Hotchner is born July 16

1973

Derek Morgan is born June 6

1974

Pepper Potts is born February 12

1975

John Reese (Harris) is born May 4

1977

Elle Greenaway is born June 24

Penelope Garcia is born July 7

1978

Sam Wilson is born September 23

1979

Dean Winchester is born January 24

1981

Samantha Groves is born September 4

Sean Hotchner is born August 7

Spencer Reid is born October 28

1982

Maria Hill is born April 4

1983

Grant Ward is born January 7

Sam Winchester is born May 2

Nathan Ingram leaves MIT with an unfinished degree to start IFT May 29

Michael Cole is born July 10

Sameen Shaw is born October 25

Mary Winchester dies November 2

1984

Jessica Moore is born January 24

Will Ingram Finch is born August 31

Natasha Romanov is born November 20

1985

Devon Grice is born November 30

1986

Alec Hardison is born April 13

Dum E is created June 18

1987

Tony graduates from MIT June 5

Leo Fitz is born August 19

Jemma Simmons is born September 11

1988

Skye (Daisy Johnson) is born July 2

1989

This is the last year that Millie Winchester was seen alive. This is because she abandons the name and steps fully into her Maria Stark alias.

Pietro & Wanda Maximoff are born January 1

1990

Adam Milligan is born September 29

1991

Maria and Howard Stark die December 16

1992

Theresa Whitaker is born March 7

John Winchester drops his sons off with his half brother Tony Stark April 20

July 20 Tony manages to gain custody of his nephews.

1993

John Winchester suffers a mental break and kills Kate Milligan and kidnaps his son on October 3

October 11 Adam is dropped of with Tony which causes a scandal

1995

Caleb Phipps is born July 26

1997

Taylor Carter is born June 18

1999

Masha Ingram-Finch is born February 24

2000

Lee Fusco is born January 9

2001

Peter Parker is born August 10

2003

Genrika Zhirova is born December 13

2004

Lionel and his wife divorce

2005

Jack Hotchner is born October 7

“The Machine” goes online February and the next day sold.

2007

On February 5 Tobias Hankel kidnaps Spencer Reid.

2008

Henry LaMontagne is born November 12

2009

Tony is kidnapped by 10 Rings February 13

2010

The Ferry bombing happens killing Nathan Ingram September 26

Sometime during October or November Rick Dillinger is hired by Finch

Dillinger dies December 5ish

2012

May 4; Battle of New York happens.

[arriansarchive]

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I will do sub!top!reader

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I will do degradation

I will not do praise (I'm horrible at it sorry)

I will not do pet names of any kind

I might do other kinks if you specify

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I will not do gn/f

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Shameless

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Veronica Fisher

Kevin Ball

Possibly others if you mention them

Young Sheldon

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IT Chapter 1/2

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Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children (book)

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The Fosters

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Brandon Foster

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

Ari/Dante

Darius the Great Deserves Better

Darius/Chip

The 13th Reality

Atticus "Tick" Higginbottom

Sofia Pacini

Paul (insert last name here since I forgot)

Tick/Sofia

Tick/Paul

Sofia/Paul

[lavenderspence]

rate my faves:

➡️ challenge: make a poll of your five fave characters of all time, then tag five people to do the same.

tagged by the lovely: @hotchfiles (watch your back lari, this wasn't cool 😑), thanks though🫶

no pressure tags: @mariasont @mandarinmoons @incognit0slut

and anyone else that wants to do this haha

[lectures-sur-le-bateau-ivre]

Sur Tartuffe : adaptations

Commençons donc avec ce qui a le moins à voir avec la pièce, une version écourtée de la pièce, mise en scène par Maurice Béjart en 1981.

Casting : Cléante - Bernard Dhéran, Mme Pernelle - Catherine Samie, Orgon - Michel Aumont, Elmire - Geneviève Casile, Tartuffe - Michel Duchaussoy, Dorine - Virginie Pradal, Valère - Raymond Acquaviva, Damis - Guy Michel, Mariane - Marcelline Collard

Mise en scène classique, mais saupoudrée de Béjart (donc décors un peu spéciaux, maquillage très marqué pour les personnages doubles comme Tartuffe). Super performance de Michel Aumont, qui donne à voir un Orgon complètement hypnotisé par Tartuffe (et c’est là qu’@aramielles me dit que c’est normal d’être hypnotisé par le talent de Michel Duchaussoy). J’avoue que je n’arrivais pas à déterminer si Elmire était un peu intéressée par lui ou si elle était juste extrêmement saoulée (merci m’dame Casile). Une déclaration d’amour à l’acte III qui est désespérée comme je les aime. Oh nevermind ??? Elmire intéressée ??? OH MY GOD. Orgon qui s’agenouille devant Tartuffe et lui baise la main rien que pour lui dire bonjour. Béjart I love you. Imagerie chrétienne homoérotique, on apprécie. Globalement le Tartuffe de Duchaussoy est un bon petit connard manipulateur, il jette un regard méprisant sur Orgon à ses genoux, franchement une excellente pétasse qui sied bien pour le rôle.

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Deuxième version, celle de 1975, mise en scène de Jacques Charon.

Casting : Orgon - Jacques Charon, Robert Hirsch - Tartuffe, Jacques Toja - Cléante, Michel Duchaussoy - Monsieur Loyal, François Beaulieu - L’Exempt, Jean-Noël Sissia - Damis, Bernard Alane - Valère, Denise Gence - Mme Pernelle, Claude Winter - Elmire, Françoise Seigner - Dorine, Catherine Salviat - Mariane, Denise Pezzani - Flipote

Encore une mise en scène classique, on aime. Cet Orgon a l’air un peu con (spécialité de Charon). Tartuffe, coupe au bol absolument ridicule (la laideur comme laideur de l’âme ? C'est un lieu commun que je repère parfois dans Tartuffe, où un Tartuffe moche est souvent joué comme ridicule, alors qu’un Tartuffe qu’on embellit physiquement est joué comme plutôt charmeur). Légèrement précieux, doucereux, on est carrément dans la première façon de jouer le rôle, c’est-à-dire en gros cliché, et on ne comprend presque pas comment Orgon peut être à ce point aveugle pour ne pas voir qu’il est double. Il est aussi carrément graveleux lors de la déclaration d’amour, et franchement il m’évoque plus une espèce de cancrelat qu’on a envie d’écraser qu’un manipulateur de génie (super performance d’Hirsch cependant). Une Elmire magnifique (merci m’dame Winter) et oh ! Un François Beaulieu sauvage apparaît en fin de pièce pour faire L’Exempt.

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Troisième version, de 1960, mise en scène de Louis Seigner (encore une classique).

Casting : Tartuffe - Louis Seigner, André Falcon - Damis, Paul-Emile Deiber - Orgon, Louis Eymond - L’Exempt, Henri Rollan - Cléante, Jean-Louis Jemma - Valère, René Arrieu - Monsieur Loyal, Berthe Bovy - Mme Pernelle, Andrée de Chauveron - Dorine, Annie Ducaux - Elmire, Nagali de Vendeuil - Mariane, Janine Dehelly - Flipote

L’Orgon de Deiber a l’air un peu neurasthénique, sans avoir l’air con il n’a pas l’air complètement dépendant, ça me donne l’impression bizarre que cet Orgon aurait pu se défendre de tout s’il avait prêté un peu plus attention à ce qu’il se passe chez lui (même si Tartuffe, quand on l’accuse une première fois, use énormément d’ironie pour se qualifier de pécheur, et Orgon prend ça premier degré). Tartuffe-Seigner est parfaitement jouissif à regarder, mais on reste exactement dans le schéma classique d’un personnage ridicule. Succulente Elmire, drôle à souhait (merci Annie Ducaux). Bref, ici la bonne vieille pièce familiale, quoi.

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Quatrième version, de 1971, mise en scène de Marcel Cravenne (une autre mise en scène classique)

Casting : Michel Bouquet - Tartuffe, Delphine Seyrig - Elmire, Jacques Debary - Orgon, Luce Garcia-Ville - Dorine, Madeleine Clervanne - Mme Pernelle, Claude Giraud - Cléante, Edith Garnier - Mariane, Bernard Alane - Valère, Jacques Weber (ô surprise) - Damis, Paul Le Person - Monsieur Loyal, Robert Party - L’Exempt, Christine Chicoine - Flipote

C’est marrant, cet Orgon là a plus l’air amusé en début de pièce de Tartuffe, plutôt que de dépendre de lui. Quand on accuse Tartuffe, il réagit plutôt comme si on avait donné un coup de pied dans son chiot préféré. (grmrgmrmg le Cléante de Giraud. Cet homme me rend fou depuis Les Rois Maudits). Petiot Weber, il est pitchoune. Ah, Delphine Seyrig…La fée des lilas à jamais pour moi, mais quelle bonne Elmire (et quelle belle femme jésus seigneur). Un Tartuffe très intéressant, puisqu’il n’est pas ridicule car il n’a pas l’air faux lors de sa déclaration, il a juste l’air un peu dégueulasse ; mais surtout, il brise l’apparent fil rouge de l’interprétation de ce rôle en étant enlaidi par le costume et les postiches, mais en étant totalement manipulateur. 

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Cinquième version, de 1980, mise en scène de Jean Pignol (encore et toujours une mise en scène classique)

Casting : Tartuffe - Michel Galabru, Orgon - Bernard Fresson, Elmire - Yolande Folliot, Dorine - Micheline Dax, Cléante - Pierre Gallon, Mme Pernelle - Germaine Delbat, Mariane - Nathalie Serrault, Valère - Eric Legrand, Damis - Jean-Renaud Garcia, Monsieur Loyal - Georges Montillier, L’Exempt - Pierre Negre, Laurent - Georges Sayad, Flipote - Sonia Laurent

Wow un opening directement sur la petite famille en train de prier avec Tartuffe ? Innovative ! On dirait que Tartuffe est d’abord le dealer d’Orgon parce qu’il est très, très calme au début. Ou alors il est homosexuel, au vu de la façon dont il dit “il venait d’un air doux tout vis-à-vis de moi se mettre à deux genoux”. Le Tartuffe de Galabru est bon mais grâce à l’acteur plutôt qu’au rôle lui-même, parce qu’il lui donne justement ce côté double et ridicule (les cheveux bien gras, on pourrait utiliser la moumoute comme friteuse). Opinion tout à fait personnelle, j’aime pas le jeu de Fresson . Et définitivement, Galabru joue beaucoup sur le côté dégueu et graveleux qu’on peut facilement donner à Tartuffe. Une version, ma foi, pas la meilleure, mais pas un échec non plus. 

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Sixième version, de 1997 (retour au Français !), mise en scène de Georges Bensoussan (à quand autre chose qu’une mise en scène classique ?)

Casting : Dorine - Catherine Ferran, Orgon - Jean Dautremay, Mariane - Anne Kessler, Tartuffe - Philippe Torreton, Monsieur Loyal - Igor Tycska, Elmire - Cécile Brune, Mme Pernelle - Nathalie Nerval, Cléante - Christian Blanc, Valère - Olivier Dautrey, Damis - Eric Ruf, L’Exempt - Bruno Raffaelli, Flipote - Stéphanie Labbé, Laurent - Patrick Olivier

Décors blancs, un peu art contemporain, innovative ! Chaque costume est une couleur vive (sauf Tartuffe et Orgon, en noir, et Cléante, en marron), mais qui permet d’identifier immédiatement les personnages et surtout les fait ressortir sur le fond blanc. Jumpscare de Ruf avec une perruque absolument horrible. Aww, mini Anne Kessler, elle est pitchoune. Ô surprise, Ruf a un jeu décent ? (je le respecte en tant que metteur en scène, et je ne m’y connais pas assez en histoire du Français pour dire si c’est un bon administrateur, mais comme comédien…Il m’excusera mais je ne supporte pas son jeu). Je trouve qu’on revient à l’Orgon soit con, soit qui s’en fout un peu en début de pièce. Quoique, on pourrait dire que c’est un Orgon qui commence à développer un autre courant d’interprétation du personnage, celui de la dépendance affective forte (Tartuffe qui lui fait des petites caresses sur l’épaule ???). Dépendance affective de fou ou homosexualité cachée, c’est vous qui voyez. Torreton est jouissif, pétasse à souhait, ironique quand on l’accuse, au physique affreux avec sa perruque graisseuse (leitmotiv chez les costumiers ?). Chose intéressante, la confession de Tartuffe semble désespérée, mais elle est tellement teintée de fausseté qu’on n’y croit pas du tout. Cécile Brune (dieu quelle femme) fait une Elmire hautaine devant Tartuffe que j’A-DORE. Nouveau jumpscare de Ruf qui sort d’une fenêtre cachée haut dans le mur au lieu de sortir d’un cabinet. Bon dieu Cécile Brune, quelle femme, Elmire joue la carte séduction à fond pour l’acte IV. Tartuffe qui commence à se foutre à oilp ??? Ok why not. Costume très très très pailleté pour Tartuffe en fin de pièce. Écoutez, une mise en scène intéressante, des comédiens pas trop tartes, moi je dis que ça fait une bonne pièce.

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Septième version, de 2022, mise en scène Ivo van Hove (youpi ! une mise en scène moderne, histoire de changer un peu)

Casting : Cléante - Loïc Corbery, Orgon - Denis Podalydès, Mme Pernelle - Claude Mathieu, Damis - Julien Frison, Dorine - Dominique Blanc, Tartuffe - Christophe Montenez, Elmire - Marina Hands, Flipote - Héloïse Cholley, et pas de M. Loyal ou d’Exempt ni de Laurent, apparemment ?

Peut-on vraiment dire que je l’ai vue ? Non, je n’ai pas vu cette pièce au cinéma. Mais j’ai des photos et des extraits, de là je pose mon jugement. J’aime beaucoup les mises en scène de van Hove, qui sont souvent minimalistes et font ressortir tout le jeu des comédiens, aussi en posant une sorte de centre de scène où tout se passe. Les costumes noirs tranchent avec la pâleur des comédiens, et le carré blanc en plein milieu de la scène ressemble à un ring où les personnages s’affrontent. Autre lieu commun chez van Hove, on relève la brutalité et la violence et du texte et des personnages en eux-mêmes : tout le monde s’empoigne, se bat, se hurle dessus, c’est une famille complètement disloquée qu’on nous présente. Dominique Blanc en Dorine est parfaite. Corbery est un Cléante désillusionné, à la limite du désespéré de voir son beau-frère comme ça. Julien Frison, lui, campe un Damis qui semble moins furieux, plus un petit garçon qui voit son père s’éloigner de lui. Ma seule question est : comment envisagent-ils la pièce sans Mariane ? Est-elle juste citée ? Le moment très comique entre Orgon et Dorine serait simplement coupé ? Je n’aurais sûrement jamais la réponse, à moins que cette pièce vienne un jour sur le site de l’INA. Marina Hands est une Elmire qui floute complètement la ligne séparant deux interprétations : Elmire qui joue un rôle pour empêcher le mariage entre Tartuffe et Mariane et  confondre Tartuffe à l’acte IV, ou une Elmire véritablement intéressée par Tartuffe. Une scène assez éloquente est visible dans la bande-annonce, qu’on peut replacer justement à l’acte IV, et Elmire ne semble pas beaucoup se défendre d’un Tartuffe qui lui embrasse la nuque. Mais les deux personnages les plus intéressants sont ici Orgon et Tartuffe. Pour Orgon, Podalydès joue complètement sur l’ambiguïté constante entre Tartuffe et Orgon : apparemment complètement dépendant affectif, le “il en va de ma vie” semble très vrai ; et certaines images donnent à penser que van Hove introduit dans sa mise en scène un certain homoérotisme malsain entre ces deux personnages (et encore de l’imagerie chrétienne mise au service de l’homoérotisme, merci m’sieur van Hove). Mais pour moi, le personnage le plus fascinant est Tartuffe (Christophe Montenez mon dieu quel talent incroyable). Si il est dans “le modèle Jouvet”, c’est-à-dire un Tartuffe charmant, séduisant même, et surtout très sincère dans sa déclaration à Elmire, et qui pense croire à tout ce qu’il dit sur le Ciel, Montenez a une approche différente du personnage. Il est malsain ; quand il rentre dans une pièce, on a comme un frisson de gêne : le costume (chemise blanche, cravate blanche, mais veste noire à certains moments), la coiffure (des cheveux coupés très ras) et le maquillage (qui lui donne une pâleur mortelle et un visage émacié) n’aident pas à nous le rendre sympathique. Le ton doucereux (méprisant lorsqu’il parle à Dorine) contribue à cette impression. Surtout, c’est un Tartuffe violent, qui arrive à l’Acte III la chemise tachée de sang, due à la mortification qu’il s’est imposé (en début de pièce, apparemment ? la bande-annonce ne permet pas de le situer). Bref, une mise en scène brutale et légèrement subversive, typique du metteur en scène, qui je crois serait très intéressante à voir.

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Je vous ai réservé ma mise en scène préférée pour la fin, huitième version, de 2021, théâtre à la table, direction artistique d’Eric Ruf (qui compte comme une mise en scène moderne ?)

Casting : Mme Pernelle - Claude Mathieu, Tartuffe - Eric Génovèse, Elmire - Clotilde de Bayser, Cléante - Hervé Pierre, Monsieur Loyal, Un Sergent, et L’Exempt - Nicolas Lormeau, Orgon - Didier Sandre, Damis - Laurent Lafitte, Dorine - Anna Cervinka, Mariane - Clémentine Billy, Valère - Antoine de Foucauld

C’est pas ma version préférée pour rien : la proximité de la table permet de transformer la pièce en huis clos, les vêtements des comédiens, sombres pour la plupart, permettent de relever leurs visages, et la caméra capture d’autant mieux leurs visages qu’elle est proche. Anna Cervinka est une Dorine hilarante qui tranche avec le sérieux des autres ; le Damis de Lafitte est très abrasif ; Cléante par Hervé Pierre use toujours d’un ton extrêmement raisonnable ; les deux petits jeunes sont un couple prometteur. Comme d’habitude, je me suis concentré sur les trois personnages centraux : Elmire, Orgon, Tartuffe. Didier Sandre, trônant en bout de table en patriarche, est un Orgon qui joue sur son âge pour apparaître peut-être plus fragile, qui s’il est moins dépendant que l’Orgon de Podalydès, lui semble extrêmement attaché ; sa colère à l’accusation de Tartuffe est assez violente. Elmire, elle, si elle n’est absolument pas intéressée par Tartuffe (madame moi je veux bien prendre votre place si vous ne voulez pas de lui), aime jouer la carte de la séduction pour parvenir à ses fins, et disons-le, Clotilde de Bayser est charmante. Et Tartuffe…Là encore, pas mon Tartuffe préféré pour rien. Eric Génovèse reprend un Tartuffe qu’il avait déjà joué de cette manière (je donnerai TOUT pour voir la mise en scène de 2005 de Marcel Bozonnet). Il est tout en douceur, la déclaration à Elmire est MAGNIFIQUE et DÉSESPÉRÉE comme il sait les faire, et il est totalement dans le modèle Jouvet d’un Tartuffe qui croit à 90% ce qu’il dit. Chose que je n’avais jamais vu faire avant, le “je tâte votre habit” et ce qui s’ensuit est joué comme une excuse en mousse, comme s’il n’avait vraiment pas fait exprès de poser la main sur le genou d’Elmire, et qu’il tente de rattraper une bourde faite dans l’émotion de l’instant. Tartuffe mis en opposition d’Orgon dans le placement autour de la table le pose en second maître de maison ; sa réponse à son accusation à l’air tellement sincère qu’on y croirait presque. Retournement de comportement à l’acte IV, regard de braise et scène un peu olé-olé (si sage comparée à la mise en scène de Bozonnet où lui et Florence Viala ont failli faire leur affaire sur scène) ; c’est un autre Tartuffe qui retire son masque, celui d’un homme extrêmement froid et calculateur. Bref, pour moi l’interprétation la plus intéressante (sans prendre en compte mon admiration personnelle pour ce comédien). Une pièce que je trouve “redécouverte” par le biais du théâtre à la table qui donne toujours un éclairage autre. 

[jas0nluvr]

Characters I write for ᥫ᭡.

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Hi! I turned on asks so you can do that now! This is just a rough draft. I might write for more and update this later but this is what I could think of for now!

Some characters I’m down to write, but just ask! I’ll tell you yes or no then.

No promises I’ll respond fast to requests.

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Agents of shield : Daisy Johnson, Jemma Simmons, Leopold Fitz, Deke Shaw, Lincoln Campbell, Robbie Reyes

Dc : Jason Todd, Richard Grayson, Bat fam, Harley Quinn, Barry Allen, Rick Flagg

Marvel : Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Peter Parker (tasm), Eddie Brock, Wade Wilson, Hobbie Brown, Miles Morales. Kate Bishop, Jessica Jones, Karen Page, Dinah Madani, Claire Temple, The moon boys!! (Individually or together), Stephen Strange, Peter Quill, Tony Stark, Carol Danvers, Valkyrie, Gamora, Druig, Sersi

X-men : Erik lehnsherr, Alex Summers

The 100 : Bellamy Blake, Lexa, Clarke Griffin, Jasper Jordan

The hunger games : Katniss Everdeen, Lucy Gray Baird, Peeta Mellark, Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason

Pjo : Percy Jackson, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Jason Grace, Annabeth Chase, Zoë Nightshade

Tvdu : Elijah Mikealson, Kol Mikealson, Kai Parker, Caroline Forbes, The Mikealson family, Stefan Salvatore, Enzo St. John

Marauders era : James Potter, Remus Lupin, Marlene McKinnon, Evan Rosier, Emmeline Vance, Lily Evans, Barty Crouch Jr

Golden trio era : Blaise Zabani, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Lorenzo Berkshire

Outerbanks : John B Routledge, Sarah Cameron, Pope Heyward, Jj Maybank

Shadow and Bone : Kaz Brekker, Nikolai Lansov, Inej Grafa, Jesper Fahey, Toyla Yul-Bataar, Matthias Helvar

Teen wolf : Scott Mcall, Issac Lahey, Allison Argent, Malia Hale, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Liam Dunbar

Criminal minds : Emily Prentiss, Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Alex Blake, Elle Greenaway

Other : Ellie Willams, Baxter Radic, Kat Stratford, Tobias Eaton, Jake Peralta, Fiona Gallagher, Rooster Bradshaw, Dallas Winston, hiccup haddock, Jake Sully, Ryan Atwood, Seth Cohen, Vi, Caitlyn Kiramman, Jade West, Ben Florian

I’m also very down to write poly stuff!!

[sentintheclowns]

do u know any larkin dancers in trios/duos? for nuvo minni??more so junior and teen ones? anyome know the s/k/f one or any of them? im wondering ahha

this is prob the same anon i got tagged in so im just gonna copy what i replied to that hahaha

i have what i know on my spreadsheet it’s pinned! the duos/trios i don’t know which is which but the junior trios are sav,kels,fin & lilly,bella,malia & hailey,jemma,elle & sienna,sav w,hazel & palmer,tillie,mila (one must not be competing yet). peewee trio hallee,gigi,sailor. senior trio claire,keira,bella. teen trio with kira,daphnie,and someone else i cant remember lol. mini duet evie,truett and im sure also matinly,chase… probably mini trio sav j,maylin,neala/scar/lexie? those last two are guesses/assumptions tho the rest are confirmed

i don’t know which trio names are which dancers except stuck in pause must be keira,bella,claire

[chuchundras]

Daisy Johnson (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D/Marvel)

Wanda Maximoff (Marvel Comics)

Lorna Dane (Marvel Comics/The Gifted)

Jean Grey (Marvel Comics/X-Men movies)

Ar'alani (Star Wars/Thrawn books)

Thalias (Star Wars/Thrawn books)

Hera Syndulla (Star Wars Rebels)

Sabine Wren (Star Wars Rebels)

Ahsoka (Star Wars)

Rae Sloane (Star Wars)

also Jyn Erso (Star Wars), Jemma Simmons (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.), Bobby Morse (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.), Rose Tyler (Doctor Who), Elle Argent (Heartstopper), Daenerys Targaryen (ASOIAF), Alina Starkova (Shadow and Bone), and many, many more

+ female characters that I absolutely love but are from media from my country that isn't known internationally

Name ten female characters you like, you get zapped if it's jsut a male character you call a babygirl or other feminine nicknames because I can't see people calling Lestat coquette again

[itisaterriblelove]

“YOU’RE MAD AT ME.” Elle poked my cheek, leaning heavily into my arms as I held her upright. She was a wobbling, giddy mess of spilled emotions tonight and it surprised me. In theory, I had known that she was drunk, but the reality had left me speechless. DK’s text hadn’t been very specific, just that he needed my help, and that the “girls” were drunk. I’d known who he meant. The four of us—DK, Jemma, Elle, and I—were pretty much a unit.

To my surprise, I had realized that I must have never seen Elle drunk before, only tipsy. There was a pretty solid distinction between the two that I hadn’t recognized until this very moment. Tipsy Elle was cute, she was full of laughter and happiness and exciting ideas. She loved everyone and everything. 

Drunk Elle was a little bit insecure, a shit ton of questions, and fucking super-glued to my body. I was hyper-aware of the feel of her every curve. 

I guess I hadn’t answered her—I hadn’t known it was a question—because she asked, “Are you mad at me, Gavin?” And she tried to poke my cheek again but she hit my eyeball instead.

“Fuck, Elle!” I recoiled, squinting, nearly tripping as our balance was thrown from my reaction. And she was not even trying to carry her own fucking weight. I blinked, hard, and shook my head at her before she could go at me again. “No, baby.” But, yeah, I kind of was. It was strange. 

I sighed and walked her up the gravel of my driveway, praying that Violet was out so that she did not bear witness to this drunken mess. Elle would probably be embarrassed in the morning.

I leaned her up against the wall near the front door and fumbled with the house key for a moment before fitting it securely in the lock. Elle slung her arms around my neck without prompting and together we wobbled our way through the front door.

“I’m sorry!” She didn’t buy my lie, even though she clearly couldn’t even see straight. “Don’t be mad at me. I was just trying to have fun.” By some miracle I understood her even though every single one of her words slurred together into one giant sound.

“Shhh,” I patted her shoulder consolingly. “Relax, baby.” 

She wrapped herself around me. First her arms and then, after a little hop, her legs too, completely intertwining herself so that I had no choice but to lift her or fall over.

I grunted, adjusting. It was a good thing that she was so tiny because I was not exactly a wall of muscle, and by all rights we should have landed right on the damn floor.

Elle buried her face against my neck, and I tried not to swallow hard as I started towards my bedroom. Of course Clay and Violet were home, and up, the both of them sitting in the living room watching something on the television when I passed through.

Clay only lifted an eyebrow when he spotted us, and then shifted his eyes back to the screen. That was the best thing about living with someone like Clayton Usher—he knew how to mind his own fucking business. No such luck with Violet O’Rien, though. Her jaw dropped as she stared openly at us.

“You dumped Tyler already?” She sounded as bitchy as the question suggested she was.

I rolled my eyes and ignored her. Elle didn’t.

She perked up, her head tipping back to look at Violet. “I wish! Gavin looooves Tyler more than my candy.”

I tried to unhear it—I really did—but it was too fucking late. Her declaration was laced with a world of jealousy that I couldn’t pretend not to notice.

“Ah, shit,” I sighed, walking faster, so that Elle and Vi wouldn’t be encouraged to continue their pointless conversation. I fumbled with the doorknob and then slammed the door behind me once I made it to my room.

“Cracker jacks,” Elle said, as if she were correcting me. Like that was a suitable substitute for the word that I’d used. “Tonight was fun until you showed up!” She announced as I dropped her onto my bed. She pulled up onto her knees and peered at me. “You’re grumpy.”

I shrugged. There was no denying it, apparently it was written all over my face. “You made me leave Tyler and Reagan alone with some guy in a karaoke bar,” I explained, as if having a reasonable conversation with a drunk person was even possible.

“Did not!” Elle challenged, her bottom lip poking out as she said it. “Hey! You bailed on me!” This seemed to be the topic of another conversation, judging by the way that she said it. Like she had just remembered that it happened, and not in counter to what I had just blamed her for.

I turned my back to her and went to my dresser, fishing through until I found the t-shirt and shorts that I was looking for. “Here.” I tossed the clothes in her direction.

“You shoulda taken me home.” She declared when I turned around to look at her. “If you were gonna be so mad.” She kicked off her heels—honestly it was a miracle that she hadn’t broken any bones walking around in those shoes, the girl was not exactly the graceful sort—and then grabbed at the hem of her dress.

And I think maybe my fucking brain shut down, because it processed too slowly for me to stop her from yanking her dress off right in front of me.

And there are some things that you just cannot un-fucking-see. Elle in absolutely nothing but a lacy black bra and panties, perched on her knees on my bed? Yeah, that’s one of them.

Fucking shit on a stick. I was going to hell. 

My eyes were going to fall right out of my mother-fucking face and dissolve in the damn carpet. My brain was going to melt, I felt pretty sure that was on the verge of happening, and then it would dribble out of my empty eye sockets.

Jesus Christ.

She struggled into the t-shirt and then toppled right off the bed as she tried to get into the shorts. It took me that long just to get myself in check.

I cleared my throat and let her pick her own self up off of the floor and shimmy into the shorts. “I said I wasn’t mad.” I was surprised that my voice managed to come out even. Absolutely nothing felt even.

“Well, you’re a liar,” Elle grumbled, and when I looked at her again she was pushing her raven hair back out of her face.

She was the kind of beautiful that broke my heart, with giant green eyes and soft, tan skin. Her full lips were curved into a pout that wasn’t helping me get my thoughts back in order.

“If you throw up on me tonight I’m never bailing you out when you’re drunk again,” I told her, even though we both knew that I didn’t mean it. Well, mostly. I did hate throw-up, and messes in general, and drunk girls who couldn’t keep their shit together. But this was Elle, not just some random chick.

“Maybe I’ll sleep on the couch,” she countered, petulant and still pouting. And I knew that I should definitely fucking let her do just that. The thought of her lying next to me at the moment felt like a lit match meeting with a can of gasoline. But I also knew that I just couldn’t.

“I need to make sure you don’t choke and die in your sleep,” I countered, and yeah, I sounded grumpy as hell. She was right. But it had a lot more to do with her nearly naked on my bed, and a lot less to do with interrupting a double date I hadn’t wanted to be on in the first place. I was man enough to admit that—at least to myself.

She snatched her dress off the bed and threw it at my face. Which surprised me, mostly because Elle and I never fought. Never, ever. 

Fighting wasn’t exactly my thing. I’d had a girl dump me once because she’d been screaming and crying in my face, and I’d asked her if we could just “agree to disagree.” She’d called me an asshole and said we were done. I’d shrugged it off.

Not because I actually am an asshole… At least, I don’t think I am. But because I just couldn’t understand what the fuck fighting even accomplished. People yelled, everyone walked away angry. And for what? We’d worked it out, actually, me and that girl. And had gone strong for a couple of months after that before agreeing to part ways, which just proved to me that I was right about the fighting thing.

But—stupidly—I kind of wanted to throw this dress right back at Elvis Hirsche in the moment. And that was just fucking strange.

“You’re being a jerk, Gavin!” She really screamed it, no indoor voice, no whisper-yell. I glanced at the door, wondering what Clay and Violet thought about this new development in my dynamic with Elle. 

They had adjusted pretty okay to the idea that Elle and I were such good friends, with no designs to ever hook up. Most people didn’t really believe us, but what the fuck ever. I didn’t care what people thought. Guys and girls could be friends without having sex, it was possible, there were no rules that stated otherwise. Just shit people made up.

Clay and Violet barely ever even said anything anymore about Elle coming over for movie nights and then sleeping over after. They didn’t tease us, or question whether something had happened. They didn’t raise their eyebrows when they saw me put my arm around her on the couch, or pull her into a hug, or if they saw her coaxing me to dance with her. That was just how we were, and it barely bothered the people that knew us well.

Because Elle tried to coax anyone to dance, and I called everyone with boobs “baby.” 

But I didn’t yell, and neither did she, and we definitely didn’t yell at each other.

“I don’t like you hanging out with Jemma if this is what the two of you get up to,” I countered, because I didn’t have anything else to say. I guess I kind of was being a jerk, but it felt justified. And anyway, she was the one who’d said she wished I’d dumped my fucking girlfriend.

“I don’t like you hanging out with Tyler when you’re supposed to be with me. So tough!”

Well, shit. That sounded coherent as hell. No slurring drunk girl talk to get that out.

“Can you pass the fuck out already?” I waved at my bed in invitation. 

“Maybe YOU should sleep on the couch!” She countered, throwing a glare my way.

“It’s my fucking bed!” Holy shit. Was I actually yelling back at this girl? This made no fucking sense to me. I pressed my lips together and took a step back, trying to clear the fog in my head, trying to regulate my breathing so that I could think.

Elle’s face fell, her pretty eyes widening in shock, and I instantly felt like shit.

“You said you weren’t mad,” she whispered it, hanging her head down in disappointment.

And I felt like the worst fucking person in the world. The lowest of the low. I don’t think I had ever yelled at anyone in my entire fucking life, and Elle knew that too. Why would I choose this moment and this girl to be the first? I could probably stand anybody’s sadness but hers. 

I crossed the room to her and pulled her into my arms. This much, at least, was as natural as breathing. “I’m sorry, baby.” I held her to me. “Listen, you’re important to me, Elle.” Because I recognized what this was really about. And it wasn’t about going out drinking or missing dinner with Elle’s parents or whatever the fuck. It was about us. “You’re the most important to me, okay? And I’m sorry about tonight. I didn’t think you’d mind. You should have said.” 

I really had thought it was okay with her. We always had dinner with her family—her parents were these ridiculous hippies and a never ending source of amusement for me. In the most awesome of ways, obviously. Because my own parents were extremely traditional and extremely boring in comparison. I loved Elle’s family dynamic almost as much as I loved our friendship. I even loved hanging out with her three brothers, and all of them (well, except Eli) had threatened to kick my ass on a near constant basis since I’d known them. They were super-protective of Elvis, and I definitely couldn’t say that I blamed them.

Elle shrugged against my embrace. “You were being a good boyfriend.” She turned her head and spoke into my shirt. “I’m sorry, too.”

But even though it seemed like we were making up, there was still this tightness in my chest that I couldn’t seem to shake. I swallowed and kissed the top of her head, trying to breathe around this unfamiliar feeling. Trying to understand it.

Things were changing; I had never been very good with change.

[yourgirlsarchived]

@marvariants​ said : If my muse has multiple children, does my muse tend to welcome their babies in the morning, evening, or night?

Toni tends to deliver in the early morning. 

Sorcha kind of splits the difference between morning and night.

Hunter came in the Morning.

Sequoia came mid-afternoon

Persephone has had babies at all times of the day without rhyme or reason.

The Evening.

Morning & Afternoon for Edie

Lilith’s children come mid-day and evening.

Midnight the both of them.

Kat was a morning child, but her son came just before midnight.

Morganna’s children come in the morning.

Late Morning.

Giselle’s son came in the wee hours of the night.

Catherine tends to greet children during the morning. 

Thora’s children come at night. 

[innervision-dai]

NewJeans (뉴진스) 「Cool With You」 Official MV (Performance ver.)

NewJeans (뉴진스)が’23年7月にリリースした2nd EP『Get Up』に収録のタイトル曲

3曲（「Super Shy」「ETA」「Cool with You」）から「Cool with You」のパフォーマンスV。

曲は欧米韓のソングライターにメンバーのダニエルさんが参加したUKガラージだって。

で、バカだからダンスのことも分からないのですが･･･ 振付けがコンテンポラリーダンス 

× フォーメーションダンスの様な感じで、Super美しい&何かスゴい！衣装も合ってるね。

女性誌『ELLE』によるNewJeans インタビューによりますと、メンバーのヘインさんは

「"Cool with You "は今まで見たことのないNewJeansのパフォーマンスだと思う」、あと

ダニエルさんも「振り付けが今までと全然違うんです」って発言をしているぽいですよ。

コレオグラファーは、韓国を拠点に活動するコンテンポラリーダンサーで振付師の、

Jemma Leeさんのようです。MVのテーマは”禁断の愛”ら���いんですが、振付けの

テーマ&新しさを、どなたか詳しい人によるインタビューを希望！マジ読みたいです･･･

あとバスケもしたいです。運動神経が悪いからボールがまわってこないけど。それか、

点数を数える係！

[themculibrary]

Sleepovers Masterlist

About That Drink (ao3) - Dianetti_Doomer yelena/kate, clint/laura, maria/natasha, alexi/melina, steve/bucky T, 8k

Summary: The holidays have finally arrived and, though she is more than ready to put her feet up after a wild week, Kate Bishop finds herself feeling more lonely than ever. Luckily, she's found a couple of very good friends in Yelena Belova and Clint Barton.

Blanket Forts (ao3) - Atsvie steve/tony, peter/wade G, 631

Summary: Peter has Wade over for a sleepover. Forts and NERF gun fights are essential.

Bro-nanas in Pajamas (ao3) - RedTeamShark G, 3k

Summary: It was obvious by the way Jayme assessed the space that he wasn’t entirely at ease yet. “The fire escape access point is unsecured,” he declared after a moment, looking over his shoulder to Clint with downright disapproval. “An enemy agent could easily enter the premises without alerting you. There is also a security camera blindspot fifteen paces into the building lobby from the front doors.” “This building has security cameras? Huh.” Clint shrugged, walking over to the window and flipping the lock. “Better?” -- Babysitting Jayme promises to be a piece of cake. Feed the kid dinner (vegetables, gross), entertain him for a couple of hours, then set him up on the couch to sleep. Clint is sure of it, nothing can go wrong. He might even get a chance to grill the kid for inside information on the relationship Steve and Brock won't admit they're in. Absolutely nothing can go wrong.

Bucky, Natasha and ‘The Sleepover’ (ao3) - ell (amywaited) G, 3k

Summary: Natasha like bubble bath, eating fake russian biscuits and hanging out with one James Bucky Barnes. They have a blast.

But The Stars Know All My Secrets (ao3) - Ashleyparker2815 N/R, 66k

Summary: Tony Stark finds out that Spider-Man is a fourteen year old kid named Peter Parker but instead of going to his apartment, Tony secretly fakes an acceptance to an internship for Peter to come and work in his lab with him. The only thing is, Peter doesn’t know that Tony knows he is Spider-Man so Peter thinks he must keep it a secret.

Cure My Weary Bones (With Cuddling and Hugs) (ao3) - BrokenHazelEyes steve/bucky, clint/natasha, bruce/tony G, 2k

Summary: In which Sam, Bruce and Natasha build a giant pillow fort for everyone.

for all your friends and kindred (ao3) - steepedinwords G, 3k

Summary: In which Steve is dealing, Thor probably buys all the scarves in Macy's for Jane, Clint is stubborn, Bruce is patient, Pepper is amused at the goings on, Natasha is maybe a bit lonely, and Darcy's the glue that holds their Christmas celebrations together.

Ladies Night at Avengers Tower (ao3) - ArtemisGarden frank/karen, bucky/darcy, jessica/patricia, steve/natasha M, 4k

Summary: Darcy has a ladies night and Pepper decides to host it in the penthouse

Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F) (ao3) - Yellowbirdbluetoo T, 2k

Summary: Ned and Peter have a sleepover.

Coincidentally while Mr. Stark is out of town.

Also coincidentally the same night the rouges are welcomed back to the tower.

What a coincidence...

National Honesty Day (ao3) - thestanceyg darcy/sam T, 1k

Summary: Darcy invites the team to a sleepover and ends up playing 7 Minutes in Heaven.

Sleepover (ao3) - perceptual_pedestal G, 1k

Summary: The first time Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons spent the night in each other's dorm rooms.

Sleepover At Mr. Stark’s (ao3) - AnabelleBlack20 G, 2k

Summary: Exactly what the title says. Tooth rotting Fluff with a small dose of Angst and H/C.

Sleepovers In Asgard (ao3) - aliveagainavenger loki/sigyn G, 3k

Summary: Loki gets left out of Thor's sleepover. Pranks, magic, and a mysterious girl will all aid Loki in his hilarious quest for vengeance.

Tony Stark Vs. The Sleepover (ao3) - feetheimpossiblegrl steve/tony T, 9k

Summary: Sundae Sunday! Peter, Ned and MJ have a long sleepover in preparation for Sundae Sunday! Tony learns that kids are energizer bunnies when put together and Steve learns that Tony can sing kinda well.

Where do you run (ao3) - allandnothing bruce/thor T, 9k

Summary: “You think I don’t want to kiss you?” Thor’s tone was still confused and hurt, but now it was disbelieving too. Bruce groaned softly.

“I just- don’t see a reason why you would want to, and my brain just sorts of takes it to mean that you don’t really want to and-“

“Bruce, I’m literally sitting on your lap right now,”

Thor and Bruce have a sleepover. They also happen to be head over heels for each other. That’s it, that’s the fic.

[lucindarobinsonvevo]

maybe when I’m dead and gone I’m gonna get a statue too!

[theblackberrygirl]

you give me i’m a big creator but i interact with less popular blogs and i’m humble as hell vibes

:DDDDDDDDD THESE ARE THE VIBES I WANT TO GIVE OFF!!

[sentintheclowns]

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