#not anymore baby i am sooooo adjusted!!!!

[ruairy]

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[bloodhoundluke]

lucky ❦ luke hemmings

pairing: luke hemmings x partner! reader

description: there's nothing more annoying than being sick, but thankfully luke is there to make you feel better. this was requested with the prompt #8 "i'll kiss away the pain, baby" from my prompt list. warnings: lots of pet names and FLUFF. and a few curse words. word count: 1,1k. a/n: hey there friends! 🌟 sooooo i finished this instead of doing my uni work, oopsie... and this is my first sickfic, so i hope it's okay! it's short-ish but hopefully you'll like it anyway. i really need a luke to comfort me the next time i'm sick 😥 i'll see u again 🧡

You were never sick. Well, maybe never was a bit of a reach. Once in a while you caught the flu, but this time it was different. Your head was burning and you couldn’t see properly. Fever. 

Thank god the front door opened and Petunia wiggled to the entryway without barking. It meant one thing. Luke was home. You heard him place his keys on the hallway table and take his shoes and jacket off. You squinted your eyes and groaned. Damn, you loved that man, but could he be quieter?

“What’s going on here bubs?” Luke curiously asked as he sat next to you on the living room couch. You had been laying there since the morning. Ever since you had wished a good studio session to him and he went to do what he did best, being creative. 

“Shhh, be more quiet baby”, you whispered as you adjusted your blanket over your legs. 

“Oh, shoot, sorry…are you okay?”, his tone changed and his sweet, quiet words echoed through your head. You shook your head no. 

“Oh no….Do I need to get you anything? Painkillers? Water? We’ve got your favorite lemonade in the freezer if you’d like”. One thing about Luke was that he took the caretaker role naturally. And a bit too serious at times, but you loved him for it. Before him, you didn’t even know men like him existed. 

“Lemonade, please”, you whispered. “Okay, I’ll be here in a sec”, he kissed your temple softly and you closed your eyes.

—❦

You woke up to the sound of Petunia barking and Luke cursing the dog off. “Shh, mama’s not well”. You felt Luke’s body next to yours and opened your eyes just to see him looking at you with his worrisome eyes. 

“Hey”, your throat was sore. “What time is it?”.

“It’s 6pm. Didn’t want to wake you up, princess”.

“It’s okay. Am starving. Can we order something?”.

“Of course”. So you ordered some cauliflower soup, ate it whilst watching your comfort tv show and went back to cuddling with Luke on the couch.

“Are you feelin’ any better?”.

“Not really”, you sighed.

“I’ll kiss away the pain, baby”, he peppered light kisses to your cheek, jawline and lastly, your lips. You moved your lips against his, feeling some sort of guilty conscience.

“You do realize you have a chance of gettin’ sick too?”.

“Yes”, Luke looked at you with admiring eyes and a smile that could make even the coldest of hearts melt.

“You’re being reckless”, your voice was hoarse, and a giggle escaped your lips.

“I don’t mind bein’ reckless when it’s with you”, he kissed you again. And just like all of those times before, he was able to capture your heart with a single comment.

“Lemonade?”, he asked and reached for the glass on the coffee table. “Please”, you murmured. After finishing the glass of lemonade, Luke kindly placed it on the table. “Do you want anything else?”, he placed his arm around you. You shuffled closer to him and placed your head on the crook of Luke’s soft neck. “No, this is perfect”.

“Good”, he murmured and caressed your hair.

Luke adjusted the blankets covering your body and fixated his eyes on the tv. And so did you until your eyes couldn’t stay open anymore. So you dozed off again, with Luke softly humming next to you.

"We could leave the Christmas lights up ‘til January And this is our place, we make the rules And there’s a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear…"

—❦

You woke up again, this time to Luke’s phone ringing. With your eyebrows frowned, you looked at Luke. He mumbled a ‘sorry’ and gave a peck on your hairline. Carefully, he got up from the couch and exited the room. You reached out for your phone on the coffee table. You watched some TikToks on low volume whilst you were petting Petunia, who had been sleeping on the couch for the whole evening. The pupper snuggled closer to you and you placed the phone away, holding her in your arms.

“I see my place has been taken”, Luke entered the living room with an entertained smile plastered on his lips. “That’s what you get when you leave my side”, you pouted.

“Am sorry, baby. It was Michael. He needed an opinion on something. Work stuff. Boring. And he wished you a quick recovery”. You thanked him, and motioned Petunia to move. The dog hopped off lazily from the couch. 

“How’s the head?”.

“It’s okay. I am okay. I’mma go to bed”, you gave Luke a tired smile and stood up with the blankets hovering over your body. You began to walk, but your head started to feel dizzy. So you stopped in your tracks and Luke walked closer to you. 

“You don’t seem okay”, he stood in front of you and placed his hands against the sides of your face.

“Maybe I exaggerated”, you admitted. “Let’s get you to bed then”, he detached his hands, picked you up in his arms and carried you over to your shared bedroom. He dropped you to the side of the bed, lifting the comforter and you got under the covers. You mumbled him a ‘thank you’ and Luke answered with a sympathetic gaze. You studied him, the man of your dreams, and a thankful smile crept upon your face. He stripped off his day clothes, and shuffled next to you. Petunia came into the room with a grunt and waited for either Luke or you to pick her up. 

“Geez, Tunes, will you ever learn?” Luke chuckled, got up from the bed and bent down to pet the dog. He picked her up, and placed the pupper at the foot of the bed. Luke reclaimed his place next to you. “We need to get her the dog stairs”, you insinuated, to which Luke responded with a ‘definitely’. You snuggled into his chest and could feel his steady breathing on your face. He wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin against your head.

“How did I get so lucky with you?”, you hummed and could hear the tempting sound of the dreamworld calling you.

“I am the one who got lucky here, love”, Luke peppered tender kisses on your hair.

“I’ll take care of you if you get sick because of me”, you promised him.

“But what if you are still sick?”, he pecked your head, and tightened his embrace around you.

“Then we might be fucked”.

“Nah, we won’t be. At least we’d still have each other”, he pointed out. You smiled as you closed your eyes. Despite the burning head and sore throat, this was everything you wanted: Luke’s fingers running through your hair and Petunia snoring in the background all while you were falling asleep.

© 2023 bloodhoundluke.

[sergeantsporks]

Gilded Family; Chapter 33:

Jason reminds us that he was, however briefly, the Golden Guard.

Phoenix and Jason's reunion made me tear up alongside them.

Viney and Puddles attempt to "help" was hilarious. I especially love how they didn't intervene until Jason stated hugging Phoenix, lol. I guess they thought that meant he was in danger of being "possessed" too?

Viney is so useful for catching Phoenix up to speed on canon events.

I too, am highly amused that the one thing Jason chooses to focus on from Phoenix's story of what the hell has been happening in The Demon Realm while he was trapped in The Human Realm is the fact that he now has a baby sibling. Good news is good news!

:( Jason's confession about how he "failed" the Hexsquad was sad. Really, honey, you did great! Hunter didn't stay dead after all! And you basically single-handedly convinced Belos to not slaughter everyone before he left for the Isles!

I enjoy Viney's little interjections to Jason and Phoenix's conversation.

Hopefully Caleb will be happy to hear that The Human Realm has changed for the better... mostly. At least in New England they don't try to stone Witches on sight anymore? Lol.

The implication that Belos was toying with Jason well ahead of his possession of Hunter is... very creepy. And highly concerning. Maybe he just missed Jason that much?

Puddles knows her birth place!

D'aww! Puddles also reunited with her Momma Lucy, that was really cute. (Lol, love the origin story behind her name too.)

"“Nooooooooot a reunion I was expecting,” Jason commented to Phoenix."

Never change Jason, never change.

"“PHOENIX CAME BACK! AND JASON’S WITH HIM!”"

Lol! Way to break the news to your extended family Joseph.

"Viney tapped Phoenix’s shoulder. “I’m going to go find Dagger,”"

Viney's just being super useful in this chapter, isn't she? XD How kind of her to sweep up the last remaining plot thread from last chapter.

I imagine her rescue of Dagger went something like this.

*Viney enters The Cave.*

Viney: "Hello? Dagger? Anyone here?!"

Dagger: (Weakly) "Helppppp.... Please, help me."

Viney: "Whoa! Don't worry, I got you. I'll have you out of here in a jiffy! My name is Viney, you're Dagger, right?"

Dagger: "Kid, I don't care what your name is. Just get me out of here!"

Mole missed Jason so much! It's both incredibly sweet and super sad.

"“You look awful.”"

Hello to you too, Sam. Lol.

Caleb and Evelyn's reunion with Jason was 110% adorable, they missed their "baby" so much! XD I also love how they don't question who Viney even is when Jason mentions her.

:( Caleb was sooooo worried about how the kids would fare in The Human Realm.

"Jason looked at Caleb for a long moment, and Phoenix thought he saw a glimmer of distrust in his eyes, followed by guilt."

Oh uh, looks like Jason's got some questions for his dad... You've got some explaining to do Caleb!

Viney just got down the hill slower and missed the reunion part, lol.

Look, man, curses? Belos? Grimwalker who didn't adjust and ran off? Been there, done that. Baby? What the heck. That's new. That's interesting. Tell Jason more about the baby.

[racinggirl]

safe haven || charles leclerc 16

type: one shot pairing: charles leclerc x reader word count: 1.5k summary: charles taking care of you whilst you're sick at home requested: yes! “Hi :) First of all, I loove your writing! It's immaculate! Saw you're taking requests and I was wondering if you could do one, where reader is sick (the flu or smth?) and Charles (or anyone you want) takes care of them? Like really fluffy? Thank you so much and have a wonderful week :))” (by anon) Yeeees girl, who doesn't want fluff Charles boyfriend??? Requests are OPEN!!! warnings: mentions of being sick, mentions of !covid!, tons and tons of fluff, not proofread! notes: I'm sooooo sorry it took so long! I just had such a big writersblock and I didn't had the motivation to write anything atm. I will try to write more, I promise! Also, I hope you'll love it! I just wrote it in about an hour or so. I lowkey like it, but if you have tips or just things you really like about my writing and want to see more of, just lmk and hmu!

My masterlist

‘’I hate being sick.’’

‘’I know baby, I know, but I’m here okay? I’ll take care of you.’’

Those were the words you needed more than anything at this exact moment, in which you were on the couch in your boyfriends apartment in Monaco, your back leaning against his strong chest, his arms wrapped around you protectively. You felt safe, more than anywhere else in the world, because he was your home, your safe haven.

It all started a few days ago, you weren’t feeling too good after the Hungarian Grand Prix, but you tried to brush it off. Just a cold, at least, that’s what you thought. You made sure to do a COVID-19 test just in case, even though corona wasn’t really a subject people talked about anymore, at least, the illness, not the drink, people loved the drink.

Negative, thankfully, so you weren’t too worried about the fact you might have to go in quarantine. Just a cold, right?

No, things got worse, from a running nose to coughing, as well as stomach pains and headaches. You had the flu, and it was horrible. You never got sick, not even a cold would get you, usually. But right now, you could curse the whole world and space, because you absolutely hated it.

You tried to keep your cool, not wanting your boyfriend to worry about you, he had enough on his mind with the final adjustments before summer break. But he wasn’t one to fool, he knew something was going on.

‘’Baby, are you okay?’’ Charles had noticed you were a little less active when you came back home. Normally you’d drag him out for a walk around the harbour, watching the sunset in the evening, or the sunrise in the early hours. But this time, you’d just head straight to the couch, curling up under the blanket.

‘’Did I put the air-conditioning too high?’’ He frowned the moment you reached for the black fluffy blanket underneath your tv.

‘’No, no, it’s fine.’’ You mumbled, a sneeze and a cough giving away your current state.

‘’Are you sick?’’

‘’…’’

‘’Baby?’’

‘’Yes, I think I am.’’ You mumbled, curling up more underneath the blankets.

Charles smiled weakly, making his way towards the couch as he took a seat next to you, his arms carefully wrapping around your shivering body.

‘’No, I don’t want you to get sick too.’’ You whispered, moving in your boyfriends arms, but you too knew, he was stronger than you, so after just a few seconds of trying to get out of his grip, you gave up, your head resting against his chest as you closed your eyes.

‘’Then we’ll be sick together.’’ He said, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

‘’Charles, I’m serious.’’ You mumbled, removing your head from his chest to look up into his eyes, a sigh escaping your lips.

He simply shrugged his shoulders and pulled you closer, just to give you a peck on your lips. He didn’t care. He wanted to take care of you, because he loved you.

It stayed like that for a few days, you had zero energy, sleeping for almost the entire day, while Charles took care of you, handing you your tea, as well as providing you with the best movies (he picked them).

‘’Babe, you need to go to work.’’ You were on the same position again, under the same blankets – who had been washed twice already by your boyfriend who insisted on washing the blankets everyday to give you a ‘fresh one’ each day – while Charles was making your lemon tea in the kitchen.

‘’They don’t mind if I’m a bit later, it’s summer break anyways.’’ He told you, cutting up the apple slices just the way you liked it.

‘’They do, baby, they want to celebrate their summer break too. I’m fine okay? I’m feeling a little better already.’’ You said, looking at the Monégasque as he walked to the couch, eyes focussed on the tea so it wouldn’t spill, he had filled it to the top.

‘’A little, which doesn’t mean a lot, so I’m now turning on the tv for you and putting on another Harry Potter movie, okay? And I’ll get your sweater in case you get cold and-‘’

‘’Charles!’’ You laughed, a small smile on your lips as you watch your boyfriend ramble on about the things he was going to do for you.

‘’I can do things myself too, you know?’’ You smiled sweetly, his face confused and searching for the right words.

‘’But…’’

‘’No, no buts, you get your ass to work, I’ll be fine, okay?’’ You shot him a reassuring smile, one he knew was sincere.

After a few seconds, he decided to agree, after trying to search for excuses, which you only rejected. He left for work, but told you he’d be home as soon as possible so you two could order food from your favourite restaurant.

He was an angel, he really was. Every morning he would prepare your tea, cut up your fruits because he knew you didn’t like to eat bread in the morning. Everyday he would give you a little more food, knowing you slowly started to gain your appetite again. Every afternoon he would prepare a lunch, as well as a movie the two of you would watch together. He gave you kisses, which you tried to avoid because you did not want him to get sick too. Every evening he would either order or prepare dinner, and prepare a bath for the two of you to enjoy after chilling on the couch the entire day. After that, he would make the bed, turn on the candles in the bedroom, and give you a massage. He was the perfect boyfriend, and you loved him more every second of every day.

As soon as he came home that evening, he did exactly what he said he would. He ordered dinner, cuddled you on the couch, watching the movie you were currently watching, and waited for dinner to arrive.

After dinner he ran upstairs to prepare the bath, spreading rose pedals he bought the other day all over the floor and bath, filling it up with your favourite scented bath gel and candles for the romantic vibe.

‘’You know.’’ You whispered, leaning against his chest, the warmth of the water around you giving you tingles all over your body.

‘’Hmm?’’ Charles hummed, his chin resting on the top of your head, his arms wrapped around your body to pull you close to him, his breath moving some baby hairs on the top of your head.

‘’I think I should be sick more often.’’ You whispered, eyes closing as you felt his chest move, a low chuckle leaving his lips. He smiled, his hands drawing small circles on your stomach, the circles slowly turning into little hearts.

‘’I think you shouldn’t, because you keep avoiding my kisses.’’ He whispered, his breath hitting your temple since you had turned your head to the side, making you able to hear his heartbeat. His heartbeat, which was slow, relaxed, because he had you in his arms.

‘’I’m only doing that because I don’t want you to get sick, but you aren’t really helping.’’ You giggled, your hand moving to his upper leg, nails scratching his skin in the warm water.

‘’I won’t get sick.’’ He smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple. ‘’My immune system is the best.’’ He smirked, in which you rolled your eyes with a smile as a response.

Once you got out of the bath, he made sure to wrap a towel around your body, doing the same for himself afterwards. He smiled at you, that smile that made you feel at home, safe, here with him.

He was about to lean in to press his lips to yours, when he turned away from you, making you frown. But the reason made you laugh, a smirk on your lips. He coughed, a sneeze following afterwards.

‘’That was just a coincidence.’’ He mumbled, but soon after coughed again, making you raise your eyebrow, the smirk still plastered on your face.

‘’You won’t get sick, huh?’’ You smirked, arms crossed in front of your chest as you let out a laugh, watching your boyfriend cough another time.

He looked at you, his towel moving over his face, a groan escaping his lips. He removed the towel, looking at you as he stepped closer, pulling you in his arms.

‘’At least this means I get to kiss you now, because you’ve already infected me.’’ And with that, he pressed his lips to yours, kissing you softly while the candles slowly dimmed. They lasted for at least four evenings.

[miyaniacs]

HELLO!! I’ve never really done this before and I don’t really know how requesting work but is it possible to get a part2 for the teaching how to kiss heacanons??? That was really cute and it made blush a lot so if it’s possible 🥰 can you please do a continuation. I don’t know if you’ll see this but I love your writings anyways, hehe hope you’re doing well.

Teach me how to kiss pt. 2

Hey there cutieeee 🥺 I’m glad I made you blush 💅🏼👀 haha hope I’ll continue with this hc - and expect the same chaotic stuff happening in Oikawa’s

It was SO FUN to write this lol

Also quick Thank you : I just Hit 80 Followers??? since the teach me how to kiss request I gained 50 follower ??? Thank you so so much to all of you ❤️🥺

Pt. 1 

masterlist ; smau

Warnings : some nsfw

Okay our boy KUROO

Soo you woke up the next morning with the feeling of two strong arms wrapped around you

You yawn and nuzzle your head in his chest

He chuckes making his chest vibrate and you look up to him

“Good Morning y/n” he smiles and kisses the top of your head

You mumble something and hid your face in his chest not wanting to wake up yet

But it’s Kuroo your laying ontop of

And the way your head is bend rn he gets a nice few on the marks he left on your neck

And all the things you two did last night came back to his head

The way your back arched, your eyes rolled to the back and how you were practically moaning his name in pure pleasure whenever he hit you on this one certain spot

God he can’t promise to control himself around you now after last night

he pulls you up and forces you to lift your head

He smirks “let’s take a shower shall we?”

And yes you two did take a shower

And yes your chest was pressed against the wall most of the time

His hands having a tight grip on your hips and neck while he countines to pound into

You were still sore from the last time so your legs were shaking and Kuroo needed to hold you up

He bit down on your neck when he came

You took a proper shower afterwards

He also washed your hair 🥺 and properly applied your conditioner

you’re now in his bed again sitting inbetween his legs and your back is resting against his chest

his arms are playing with your hands as he mentioned what you said before you felt asleep last night

“So do you meant that? That I’m yours now” he asks shyly

Yes SHYLY I repeat SHYLY

Kuroo is a soft mf just for you

You can feel his heart pounding as he waited for you to answer

“Would it be ok for you if I really do mean it?” you ask not daring to turn around

“I would love it” he admits

Ok now you turn around and practically slam your lips against his

The kiss is full of pashion and love

And cocky mf Kuroo is back in 3..2..1...

“Damn babygirl I really taught you well last night”

You rolled your eyes and slapped his chest

“ ohhh so your also into that? I thought you just liked the reviving part of it” He joked

And another slap lol

The next day at school.

He picked you up and walked there together with you

You know this scene in the the first twilight movie where Bella gets out of Edwards car and everyone is starring at them and he slams the car door shut and puts his arm around her to rub it into their faces that infanct yes they are a couple

That’s you two now lol

He’s sooooo smug about it

Especially the fact that 1. You couldn’t cover up the marks he left properly and 2. Because your legs are still slightly shaking lol

And back to Akaashi

ok so you two kept up your little training sessions 👀👀

And hell did you enjoy it

And hell was he a good teacher

You were like pudding in his hands

He knows exactly where and how to touch you and got you moaning under him within seconds

No one knew about you two tho

It was your dirty little secret

Until this one day

This one guy in your class was constantly flirting with you

For a week now

And for a week now Akashi was feeling strange

It was Friday and he just finished training and got out of the gym together with Bokuto

Then he heard your beautiful laugh and smiled but his smile dropped as he saw the reason for your laugh. It was him.

And god he hated it

“Seems like our little y/n is going to be taken in some time :( - omg she gr-“ bokuto whined

But Akaashi interrupted him

“Yes she will be taken but not by him” he says and walks over to you two, grabs your hand and pulls you away from the guy ( yes the will be taken was intended lol)

“Akaashi what are you doing???” Bokuto asked

“Just go home we’ll at the mall in a few hours” he cuts him off and leaves with you

You’re now pressed against the club room door his hands on each side of your face

“What do you think you are doing?” He growls

“I - I don’t know what you mean” you stutter

“Oh so you weren’t flirting with this guy for the past week and ignoring me instead” his eyes are now completely dark

“Kenji are you jealous?” You smirk

“Oh yes I am. And in a few seconds you won’t me smiking anymore doll” he growls again and kisses you

His hands are pulling you closer to him and he walkes you over to the other side and lifts you up onto the table

He quickly takes off your clothing, flips you and bends you over the table

“You know better not to make me jealous” and a slap

“You’re mine ok?” And slap

And some ruffling and now the table is shaking, you’re screaming, his hands are either on your neck, or your hair pulling it, occasional slaps also happen

Afterwards he sinks down and pulls you onto his laps, wraps his arms around you and kisses your head

“I’m sorry I didn’t hurt you did i?” He asks actually afraid of the answer

“Only if you didn’t mean what you said” you smile and look up to him

“Ever single word is true - I want you to me mine”

You smile and kiss him

“Let’s get ready now- bokuto is waiting” You laugh and you both get dressed

You walk into the mall hand in hand and as soon as bokuto sees you to be screams and throws himself at you

“Omg finally. Mum&Dad together!!”

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST Oikawa

Okay so after this little incident with his mum you two still tried to take things further

But either it was his mum again, your mum, your dad ( your shirt was still on and oikawa is still alive) or his teammates calling him

You were frustrated AF

And now watching him practice

It doesn’t help. He looks so hot 🥵

He occasionally looks over at you and smirks when he sees the way you look at him

His ego went up immediately

But don’t worry Iwa and the others are quickly to put it down again lol

After practice tooru stayed suspiciously long in the locker room - the other were already out

So you - the precious girlfriend you are - checked if he was ok

“Tooru baby are you oka-“

You couldn’t finish your sentence because his lips are already on yours and his hands under your shirt

“Baby what if Someone catches us” You ask

“They are all gone now- don’t worry kitten” he purrs “just focus on Me”

He kisses your neck, sucking on this one special spot making you moan

He pulls your shirt up - his wasn’t even on

Your hands wrap around his neck and pull him closer to you

His fingers move under your skit and pulls down your panties

“Naww your so wet just by watching me practice” he teases

“Just hurry up already” You say annoyed

He inserts two fingers and starts moving them in and out- painfully slow - and kisses your neck

“Baby plaseeee” you whine

He picks you up and lays you down on one of the brenches and leaves kisses down your body

He reaches your skirt and you quickly help him put it off

He looks up at you and kisses your clit

“Tooru” you moan

He then begins his magic and hellllll you arent sure if this is actually his first time doing it

He inserts his fingers again and can already feel you tightening

“Baby I can’t wait anylonger I need you inside of me”

He chuckles and pulls down his pants

He stops and looks in your eyes

“Are you sure baby- I know it’s our first time and uhm were in the guys locker room “

“I don’t care where we are as long as it’s with you “ you say and kiss him passionately

He smiles into the kiss and pistons himself at your entrance and slowly pushes in

You shut your eyes and dig your fingers into his shoulders

After some time of adjusting and countless kisses from him you nod telling him to continue

It was slow and passionate and just perfect

Until

“Omg WHY WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS IN HERE?!”

Iwaizumi stands in the door his hand over his eyes

Tooru screams like a little girl and quickly covers you up with this jacket laying next to him

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” He yells

“I FORGOT MY PHONE!!!” He yells back

You were shocked and red and don’t really realize that Tooru gets up and hands him the phone and Iwa leaves as quickly as he came in

“I’m so sorry baby” he whines “baby??”

You wee still shocked

“Let’s just leave” you get up and put on your clothes

On your way back home you just mutter how you now wont be able to look at Iwa again

Oikawa keeps apologizing but you’re still shocked

Let’s just say the next day at school was awkward af

[jbuffyangel]

Strength: Arrow 8x05 Review (Prochnost)

We’re headed back to Russia for some Queen family vacation fun, except their version of “fun” is kidnappings and fight clubs.

Let’s dig in…

Oliver, Mia and William

Do you remember how we used to pray for a scene of Oliver teaching Felicity the bow and arrow? 

The scenes with Helena fueled my hate fire for years. The closest we ever came to Olicity “training” was Oliver offering Felicity a few punching pointers

and the glorious salmon-ladder-leads-to-sex scene.

I’m not complaining! All I’m saying is we could’ve had a bow-and-arrow-training-leads-to-sex scene too. I have several insert-scenario-here-leads-to-sex scene ideas this show has yet to explore.

Anyway, if we can’t have Felicity training with Oliver then second best is their daughter training with Oliver. The intro to “Prochnost” is almost three minutes long and it’s pure fan fiction from start to finish.  

Source: felicitysmoakgifs 

Oliver teaches Mia how to tennis ball and uses cooking as analogy before he remembers she’s 50% Smoak.

It is clear Mia still has a lot to learn not only from a vigilante perspective, but also in terms of her archer skills.  

When we met Oliver Queen in the pilot his skill set was perfected. He was a fully formed bad ass. 

We haven’t seen Mia train other than a montage with Nyssa Al Ghul in 7x16 and I am thoroughly enjoying there’s still a lot she can learn from her father.

Source: 1-crazy-dreamer

Oliver reviews all of his trick arrows with Mia, but doesn’t want them to become a crutch. 

Source: lucyyh 

What he doesn’t say is trick arrows became more of a necessity in disabling criminals after killing them was no longer an option. We’ve come a long way with Oliver Queen. If you had told me father/daughter training sessions were in our future when I watched the pilot then I would’ve laughed you out of the room because that’s a special brand of CRAZY.

Of course, a training scene without the stick thingies wouldn’t be a training scene on Arrow. 

Source: miasmoakdaily

Yes, I know there’s a technical term for the stick thingies, but if I haven’t learned it by now do you think I ever will? No is the right answer.

Oliver: Nyssa taught you well.

Mia: Mom made sure of it.

I think Arrow makes an important point during this scene. Nyssa Al Ghul is good, but she’s no Oliver Queen. There’s been many seasons where it feels like the writers down played Oliver’s skills to give the other team members something to do *cough*L*urelLance*cough*. 

However, the writers seem particularly focused on showing how Oliver’s skills are a whole other level now. Remember, he’s the guy who killed Ra’s Al Ghul – probably the greatest fighter of all time. It’s why Riccardo Diaz being a formidable threat was so laughable. When Felicity reached out to Nyssa she was asking the best for help, but there truly is no substitute for Oliver Queen.

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Mia “The Machine” Smoak-Queen (her official title btw) doesn’t need a break, but I love how Oliver worries about her nonetheless. DADDY OLIVER IS SO SOFT.

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Mia gently reins in William’s ramble and this is the brother/sister banter I am here for. Look, I know we’ve clocked a season and a half with these kids and I should be used to moments where they remind me of Oliver and Felicity, BUT I CAN’T GET USED TO IT. It still fills me with absolute glee anytime it happens.

Children are individuals with unique personalities, but one of the more fun aspects of parenting is seeing traits of other family members, or maybe even yourself, emerge in the child you’re raising. I feel the same glee when my daughter reminds me of my husband or mother. And since William and Mia are my fictional TV children why should I be any different?

There’s a Curtis reference in this scene, so naturally I doze off when that happens, but the cliff notes version is the energy wave that destroyed Earth 2 can be recreated. There’s a Russian general trying to replicate it via pulse wave generator weapon and Team Arrow needs to get the plans.

I think. Plus they need plutonium which Diggle volunteers to get.

Oliver invites the kids to Russia with him and they are equally as shocked as I am. 

Really? We’re going to Russia? I mean, I know we’re going to Russia, but Oliver’s casual invitation makes this trip sound like the equivalent of a grocery store run. The kids are so excited to be invited they think they’re going to Disney World with Dad.

This is so not going to be Disney World. TELL THEM THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE DISNEY WORLD OLIVER.

Oliver: I’m a better man. Different man. I think I can teach them the good without showing them the bad.

Oliver thinks this is going to be Disney World. 

Diggle accurately points out visiting the place which was home to the darkest point of his life may not be as simple as Oliver would like it to be. His answer is equally wonderful and sooooo WRONG. It’s WONDERFUL Oliver believes he’s a better man. It took us 8 long years to get here and his statement is no small thing. Round of applause for our boy.

Unfortunately, this is where the wonderful ends. Oliver is determined to only show his children the good. I guess it sounds ok when he says it, but upon closer examination it misses the forest through the trees. Everything that happened to Oliver Queen, good and bad, has formed the person he is. He cannot extricate the bad from this story anymore than he can the good. They are a sticky wicket forever entwined together. Take out one and you don’t get the full picture. And what his children need and deserve is the full picture.

That’s not to say Oliver’s filter is entirely wrong. There are certainly topics and information children are not ready to hear, can’t understand, or wouldn’t be appropriate to tell them. Every parent has some kind of filter when raising their children because that’s what good parenting requires.

This is appropriate when children are small. As your child grows into an adult then your relationship with them must become more adult, which requires more transparency. This is the problem between Oliver and his children. He is parenting like William and Mia are still little. And they are not.

If plans for a pulse generator sound like a flimsy excuse to go to Russia then you’d be right. The real reason we’re going to Russia isn’t because of some rando general. It’s to say goodbye to one of Arrow’s greatest supporting characters - Anatoly Knyazev

“My brother.”

I block out most of Season 6 because half of it was a walking horror show, so I don’t remember where Oliver and Anatoly left things after he joined and then betrayed Team Bad Guy. 

I guess their cool now? I don’t really want to spend all kinds of time on Oliver and Anatoly hashing out their issues, so if a hug gets the job done then I’m good. Also William speaks Russian. Queen men speaking foreign languages is hot.

A+ reaction Steve. 

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Anatoly was bored in the Maldives, now owns a bar and has a delicious pina colada recipe so that pretty much catches us up on him. He offers to help find Burov, but Oliver doesn’t want Anatoly’s “friends” involved because they are Bratva and he’s not discussing the bad parts of Russia with his children. I think the good parts of Russia ended at pina colada, Oliver. See how this is going to be a problem?

The best place to meet up with Burov is a local fight club. This prompts William to share where he met his baby sister and gives us Oliver’s best dad reaction to date. 

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Bless you William. You do God’s work my boy.

Mia: Why did you bring us on this mission if you aren’t going to let us help?

Oliver: This is the Bratva. They are terrible people and you guys are my kids.

Mia: Yes, but we’re not children.

Oliver: Well you are when I look at you.

Aww… my sweet, lovable, wonderful Oliver. 

Do we ever stop looking at our children as children? Probably not. I know I will always be my parents’ baby girl and my daughter will always be mine. It is difficult to fully accept a human being as an adult when you’ve changed their diapers. And in Oliver’s defense he changed Mia’s diaper about five minutes ago in the present timeline, regardless of the future adults standing before him. We must give him some time to… adjust.

But Mia is Mia and doesn’t listen to anyone, other than William (SOUND FAMILIAR?) and he’s firmly on her team this week, so they go to the fight club and watch Dad in action. Mia has heard the stories of her father all her life but seeing him in action is an eye-opening experience. She is difficult to impress, but her dad is AWESOME. Yeah, we think so too honey. Welcome to stanning Oliver Queen.

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Unfortunately, the Bratva aren’t cool with the deal Oliver made with Burov and kidnap him along with Mia. Her Spidey sense was tingling, so she went to check on dad. Oops.

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If there is one lesson the Arrow villains consistently fail to learn it’s DO NOT MESS WITH PEOPLE OLIVER QUEEN LOVES. He gets very angry and wildly unpleasant, which leads to many broken bones and occasionally murder. You put hands on Felicity Smoak and even I’m down with Oliver ripping off your head.

Of course, Oliver wakes from unconsciousness and his immediate question is if Mia is okay. Can’t-Admit-I’m-In-Love-With-You Oliver, 

Boyfriend Oliver,

Fiance Oliver, 

Ex-boyfriend Oliver, 

Husband Oliver, 

and Dad Oliver  are all the same Olivers.

Mia doesn’t understand why everyone in Russia knows who Oliver is and quickly deduces Dad was Bratva. Our princess is a smart cookie! Oliver is ticked Mia didn’t listen to him and there is truly no greater justice in the world than God creating a child who is exactly like you. Robert and Moira are having themselves a nice little chuckle.

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The Bratva threatens to torture Mia if Oliver doesn’t tell them what’s on the zip drive. Mia is very brave and tells Daddy not to say anything. Pfft. Not likely Little Miss Square Bear. He points a gun at Oliver’s precious girl and counts down from five. The Green Arrow breaks like a pretzel. Honestly, I’m shocked Oliver didn’t give the guy the whole store after four.

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Unfortunately, nobody believes Oliver is telling the full story and a very large knife is brandished in Mia’s direction. Seriously? The one-time Oliver tells the truth he’s accused of lying. How ironic is that? The goon was at least 20 feet away from Mia, but Daddy was ready to flay him alive seven different ways. 

Oh. He was only cutting the restraints. Okay, we’ll knock down the flaying to five different ways.

The Bratva force Mia to play the Ring the Bell game. I don’t know if that’s what it’s called, but it works for my purposes. Oliver is very much HELL NO CHILD, but really her only other option is death. Of course, if she doesn’t ring the bell she dies too. ISN’T RUSSIA FUN? 

Mia kicks major ass, but is unable to ring the bell in under 60 seconds. This might have something to do with her wasting time to look back at the clock and then waiting an additional 3 seconds to reach for the friggin bell, but that’s just details. Be less stupid Arrow.

The Bratva don’t shoot her because… they’re nice gang of Russian mobsters now? 

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This made very little sense other than Arrow doesn’t want to shoot the female lead of their new television show. On second thought, good enough for me. Oliver shoots death daggers at the man who scared the friggin bejesus out of him and it’s pretty much a certainty he will be flayed eight different ways.

William has a full-on panic attack over his father and sister’s kidnapping and it’s pretty much the cutest thing ever.  Then L*urel actually provides some necessary and helpful information. Is that the second week in a row this happened? I’m scared fandom. Hold me.

L*urel: Aren’t the people in your family constantly injecting each other with tracking devices?

William: Normally I would say God I hope not, but now I guess I can see the advantages.

He’s able to track them down, but L*urel and Anatoly show up right after Oliver has already freed himself by dislocating his thumbs. I love that trick. Mia’s reaction is the perfect combination of horrified and impressed. She really wants that trick to be on the next lesson plan.

Mia is bumming hard over not ringing the bell and boozes it up with some scotch. THY NAME IS GENETICS.

Oliver has had enough of his kids almost dying and is putting their asses on a plane back home BECAUSE THIS ISN’T DISNEY WORLD. 

William jumps firmly on Team Mia and reminds their father he’d be dead without them. Oliver has been dislocating his thumbs on his own for awhile now children. I think he’d survive without your help.

It’s time to set these kiddies straight.

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Mia tries to argue the whole adults saving the city angle, but that’s not going to fly in this timeline cupcake. 

In this timeline, Oliver smooshed those perfect chubby cheeks one more time before he left to save the universe 

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and his rebelling teenage son, who was ousted from the present storyline to make a ridiculous plot point work in the future storyline, ignored his phone calls. (I’m never getting over the whole William never moves in with Mia and Felicity thing. NEVER.)

So, all of his children can take several seats and do what they’re told or they will be grounded! That includes no computer for you, William and Oliver will be taking that bow and arrow back little miss Mia.

Side note: This was a perfect time for William to explain WHY he didn’t return any of Oliver’s calls or if he even received them, but NOPE. Why would these writers attempt to clean up this mess of a storyline with reasonable explanations? Better to just ignore the Grand Canyon sized plot holes and keep driving through. 

Stephen Amell does a wonderful job in this scene as Oliver’s voice quivers with emotion. He’s skating the edge of keeping his composure and losing it all together perfectly this season. Neither Mia nor William have offered much understanding for where Oliver is coming from. Yes, they are adults but 1) No matter how old they get they will always be Oliver’s children and 2) HE MISSED TWENTY YEARS.  

Oliver has been very clear this was not a choice he wanted to make. Mia and William are not the only ones who lost something precious. Oliver lost a lot too. Part of being an adult is letting go of the natural narcissism we all have as children. So, if Mia and William want to put on their big boy and big girl pants then they need to show their father a little understanding and compassion.

Mia: And because you made the choice to protect us I had to spend my whole life alone. I didn’t have a chance to get to know my brother to get to know you.

Mia is not ready to do that yet. She throws Oliver’s choices in his face once again. He is still the one she wants to blame. If this reaction frustrates you then that’s understandable because Mia is supposed to be frustrating right now. It’s odd for us to be identifying through Oliver, but that’s what happens when the hero becomes fully evolved. This entire episode is about showing how much Mia still has to learn not only physically, but emotionally too.  

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Oliver is getting used to Mia’s blame by now and it doesn’t really change his opinion on this situation. The worst part of this argument is Oliver believing his children hate him. His worst nightmare was Mia and William not understanding his choices and resenting him for it. Oliver’s greatest fear isn’t death. It is his children believing he abandoned them.

Mia being angry at Oliver over not growing up with William is really not his fault and it’s bizarre how the writers are insistent on lumping that in with everything else she’s ticked about. I did a deep dive on Mia’s emotional and psychological viewpoint last week and I won’t repeat it here because everything still stands. But how is Felicity never going back for William Oliver’s fault?

I’m not putting the blame on Felicity here either. It’s a ludicrous plot point that makes absolutely no sense, so it’s pointless to even try to argue the logic. And yet, that’s exactly what the writers keep trying to do. But it merely shines a brighter spotlight on their illogical reasoning behind the decision.

We are already sympathizing with Oliver because we know how heartbroken he was to leave his children. We know he sacrificed everything for a bunch of ungrateful twats who caught a lucky break for existing in the universe. But forcing Mia’s character to continually blame Oliver for EVERYTHING can rapidly make this character unlikeable. Particularly since her father left to SAVE THE UNIVERSE. The writers need to tread carefully. This has the same nonsensical threads of the Season 4 break up. Or, even worse, Mia channeling the same the anger/blame/bitterness of Season 1 & 2 L*urel Lance. Nobody wants a repeat of those hot messes.

Oliver is floundering. He missed twenty years of his children’s lives. They’ve arrived from a different time as adults. Oliver was still learning how to be a parent and then the universe flipped the board. He has no idea how to do this and the one person who can help him isn’t here. If there was ever a time Oliver needed his Felicity this is it.

So, the only guiding light Oliver has right now is the promise he made his wife and mother of his children. 

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Not to get too nitpicky on the details Oliver, but as @callistawolf​ pointed out in our Watchover episode of 8x05, we never heard him make any promises to Felicity about the children. 

In their final goodbye, it was Felicity promising Oliver to do whatever was necessary to keep their children safe (re: Nyssa Al Ghul). So, let’s just create our own head canon there was some Olicity discussion about the future kids being in present day off screen and he made the promise to her then. Cool? Cool.

OR Oliver is merely trying to score points in an argument via emotional manipulation, which hey man. More power to you. Whatever it takes to keep kiddos safe, I guess. I did have to chuckle about Oliver keeping his promises to Felicity NOW that she’s off the show. Where was this guy in 6x23? Or maybe I sobbed quietly. Probably a little of both. Regardless of the reasoning, it’s an EPIC speech. Dad for the win.

Oliver decides it’s time to get boozy. Amen brother. Pass the scotch. 

Anatoly is no Felicity Smoak, but in the ever-spinning weekly wheel of characters trying to fill her role, he asks the obvious question. Is Oliver sending his children home because he believes they cannot handle Russia/vigilantism/life?

Of course, the answer has been obvious from the moment Oliver decided to only share the good. It’s not about what his children can handle. This is about what Oliver can handle.

Anatoly: That is understandable. You’re ashamed. You have truly done some terrible things.

Oliver: Thank you for the reminder.

Anatoly: But you also have done some good things. It’s important that the kids see both.

Can’t you just hear Felicity Smoak saying these lines? Only in an adorable ramble and less booze? I miss her. Just leaving this here.

I absolutely understand Oliver’s refusal to share the darkest moments of his past. It’s not like my dad has gone chapter and verse into his Vietnam experiences. But I know he was there. I know some of the stories. Maybe Oliver doesn’t need to go into detail about the time he skinned a guy, but he can be honest with his children about being in the Bratva.

Anatoly: That’s the thing about teaching. It’s not about what you want to say. It’s about what they need to hear.”

This part of the speech is all Anatoly. 

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He taught Oliver living was not for the weak because this was the lesson Oliver needed to hear.  Maybe he missed out on teaching William and Mia how to tie their shoes or ride a bike, but nobody understands what it means to be a hero better than Oliver Queen. The Crisis is coming and if Oliver is marching slowly but steadily to his death then he must pass on all he’s learned. There is still so much to teach Mia and William about Oliver’s life and who he is. Those lessons can only come from their father.  What William and Mia need to hear is the truth.

“You were so little. I think that’s what I’ve always wanted all these years. Is for you just to stay little, quiet and safe. But you’re not any of those things. You’re loud and fearless and it scares the crap out of me.” Derek Shepherd, Grey’s Anatomy

His children are loud and fearless and it scares the crap out of Oliver Queen. But there’s a deeper fear driving his hesitation. Oliver is afraid that if he tells Mia and William the truth about his past then they’ll only hate him more. He is constantly afraid of losing his children’s love.

But truth is the path to understanding. Anatoly is right. Oliver must give Mia and William a chance. The real truth is there’s nothing he has done or will ever do that will make his children stop loving him. Sure, Mia is angry at Oliver, but she’s only angry because she loves him. She craves her father’s approval more than anything.

Oliver changes his parenting tactic. He cannot shield his children from the very life they have chosen for themselves. He asks Mia to fight in the ring with him and William to help get them in. Oliver treats his children like they are part of the team – like partners.

Mia has been trying to show her father what she’s capable of since the moment she came to the present. Underneath all that anger and blame, is a little girl who just wants to make her daddy proud. What Mia needs to realize is she already makes Oliver proud merely by existing. However, he offers her the support and belief she’s been craving as they enter the ring together. 

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The look on her face says everything about how Mia truly feels about her dad.

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FATHER DAUGHTER FIGHT CLUB. From the moment, we met Blackstar in the ring I hoped she was Olicity’s daughter and we would somehow, someway get a scene of Oliver and Mia teaming up. But I never imagined these circumstances. It’s awesome.

After kicking butt as a team and a family, Oliver opens the door to his past and lets his children walk through. And what better place to start than the beginning?

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The truth is a tie that binds and it will be the foundation of Oliver’s relationship with his children. Something he never had with his parents until it was too late.

And did William and Mia stop loving Oliver after they heard the truth? No. They understand him better and love him all the more for what he’s survived. 

Mia: Don’t forget to send me that picture of my dad with that haircut.

Anatoly: Don’t forget to ask about Bratva tattoo. We have matching.

Oliver: Used to. Used to actually.

William: Oh I’m gonna need to hear that story immediately.

Well... son this raving loony burned my tattoo off my chest after several hours of torture. 

The warm banter of this scene isn’t to make light of what Oliver Queen suffered. It’s to show the power of telling our stories. Pain and fear lose control over us, bit by bit, the more we talk about it and share with our loved ones. We let them inside the good and bad, so we don’t have to carry it by ourselves anymore. Overtime, we begin to see our suffering for what it is - something we survived. Children, in particular, have an ability to find the light in the dark. We can see our life through their eyes and remarkably, yes even find the humor in what was once unspeakable pain. And come on - Oliver’s flashback hair is always funny.

Family is the source of Oliver’s strength. It always has been. It’s what helped him survive the unsurvivable.

He can only become his children’s strength by teaching them how he became a better man. William and Mia can only understand who their father is, and how to be heroes, by knowing the good and the bad. Hiding either tarnishes the beauty of his story. Oliver is finally strong enough to tell it and his children are strong enough to hear it. And that’s how the past, present and future will find harmony, acceptance, forgiveness and love.

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Diggle and Roy

John enlists Roy’s help obtaining the plutonium.

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We’re going to run through this pretty quick because this storyline is all about getting Colton Haynes back on Team Arrow for the final episodes. 

Diggle tells Roy what happens to him in the future. The cure for Roy’s bloodlust wasn’t hiding out on Lian Yu for 20 years. It was rejoining the team and fighting for the city again.

Diggle: Maybe this time you don’t have to wait that long.

Diggle’s ENTIRE motivation is to change Roy’s future and it’s not difficult to figure out why. Obviously John cares about Roy and wants to help him. However, Roy also makes a very good test case. Diggle is also desperate to change Connor, JJ and Zoe’s future as well. If they can make their own hope in the present then maybe things can be different for his children in the future.

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We all need love and support. None of us can truly survive on our own - particularly when we are suffering. Roy fights John at first, but eventually he comes to realize he’s right. Roy found purpose and family when he met Oliver so it makes sense to him they are the reason he gets better. So why wait? He comes home and begins the path to healing twenty years earlier. And thus, a major storyline from Season 7 flash forwards begins to change.

ROY MADE SENSE Y’ALL!!! 

L*urel L*nce

I truly could not figure out why L*urel was in Russia. I guess to help Oliver track down these plans, but she spent the better part of the episode staring at her fingernails. That’s not even an exaggeration. KC stared at her fingernails for an entire scene.

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Her interactions with Oliver are even more bizarre.

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I’m sorry, but does L*urel go here? Bl*ck S*ren has been on the show since Season 5. You’d think at this point she’d know Oliver Queen can easily handle one guy twice his size. I’m chalking up this stupidity to the acting version of a layup, so Stephen Amell can spike it with the epic comeback of, “I’ll give him half a chance.”

I guess L*urel is primarily in Russia to betray Oliver Queen and steal the plans or something, per Lyla’s instructions.

LL: And here I thought I was supposed to be the bad guy.

At last count Lyla never murdered innocent people, so I think she's still ahead by the numbers Bl*ck S*ren.  This is the problem with L*urel’s character this year. The comparisons her character makes this season are INSANE. Putting on a new suit and calling yourself Bl*ck C*nary doesn’t automatically make you morally superior to everyone.

At least when Season 7 L*urel was playing attorney she had a healthy perspective on herself.  I was a big fan of the snark last season and found her character to be refreshingly amusing in her biting honesty, but this year the writers lost the snarky humor and have gone straight to obnoxious hypocrisy and judgment.  Sometimes she’s just downright mean in a way none of the other characters deserve. Yes, Lyla is being shady, but this in no way erases the horrors of your past L*urel. 

L*urel: If saving it means going back to the person I used to be then what the hell is the point?

We all know this whole betray Oliver thing the Monitor is playing at with L*urel is a trick. She’s not going to betray Oliver and prove herself a worthy and useful hero.  Ok. Whatever. I know I’m supposed to get excited about her big speech, but this line kind of gnawed at me. 

L*urel is unwilling to save an ENTIRE EARTH because she’d have to do something shady. She’s not willing to do any dirty work if it sullies her good name. So, Earth 2 only matters as long as L*urel gets to be a hero on it? I guess I should be happy L*urel is holding onto her moral center, but if there’s anything Oliver Queen’s story has taught us sometimes heroism requires doing unpleasant things for the greater good.

Take Lyla for example – a person L*urel feels quite comfortable judging. Lyla has been lying to her husband, something she does not want to do, for the greater good. I think we know enough about Lyla’s character by now that even though her actions are hurtful we can trust her reasons. 

LL’s primary function this week it seems is to rat Lyla out to Diggle and Oliver.

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I guess we’re supposed to rejoice there’s no price L*urel is willing to pay for her morality, but this is still the same person who has yet to take any responsibility for the people she’s murdered. The line just sounded so arrogant and self serving to me. I don’t know. Maybe it was just KC’s delivery.

It’s been difficult for me to imagine what role either L*urel or Dinah will play in the spin off and seeing as how the writers are struggling to find a purpose for their characters in the final season of Arrow I am not encouraged. That said, L*urel’s scene with Mia was one of the few bright spots for her character in this week’s episode.  Mia believes she’s not cut out to be a hero because she failed to ring the bell like her father and Zoe’s death still weighs heavily on her conscious.

Mia: Every time I try and live up to my dad or to prove I can do what it is you all do. I fail.

L*urel: If you’re trying to live up to us, don’t. We are just as flawed as anyone. Especially me. All you can do is live up to yourself.

Damn L*urel. That was really good advice and a truthful reflection of the person you are. CAN WE HAVE THIS ATTITUDE CONSISTENTLY WEEK TO WEEK PLEASE WRITERS? This is the first time I can see a version of L*urel working in the spin off, but that’s always the problem with the writing of her character. We never know which version we’re going to get.

Season 8 is slipping back into very bad Season 1 habits. There’s a lack of cohesiveness with L*urel and they really need to get this sorted out before the new show hits the air. Otherwise, we’re going to have the same problem we’ve always had with her character. No matter how many versions of L*urel’s character these writers create they never figure out who she truly is because they don’t want to devote the necessary screen time. This leaves us with a half baked canary every single time.

If L*urel is going to play Rupert Giles to Mia’s Buffy in the spin off then this scene is a good indication of how it could work, but that’s only if this path stays on track which seldom happens with this character. The key to LL is a very specific supporting role. She worked great in Season 7 because her focus was getting Oliver Queen out of jail. Then,it was about fleshing out her redemption and shipping her back to E2 to make amends.

L*urel lacks a concrete To Do list this year. They toss her into scenes and she takes up space looking at her fingernails. Or she arrives a few minutes after Oliver frees himself to scream down a door he could have easily opened. Or she says something hypocritical and nasty. REALLY? This is the best these writers can come up with? Sadly, history points to yes.

Keep her scenes short. Keep her scenes specific. Keep her scenes supporting. That’s the only way this character works. And believe me I wish it was different, but there doesn’t seem to be any version of L*urel L*nce these writers can keep a handle on.

You know what I appreciate about this scene between Anatoly and William though? Anatoly addresses his less than honorable past and apologizes. I can’t fully remember what Anatoly did to William - I think it might have been related to kidnapping or a bomb or a nuke or all three. See? I told you I don’t remember S6. My point is - can we expect an apology from L*urel for being an accessory to William’s mother’s murder? I won’t hold my breath. It would be extremely helpful if they addressed LL’s past in an honest way and actually had her show remorse to one of her victims, but again that requires more screen time and effort than this show is ever will to give her character.

SO WHY DO THEY KEEP HER AROUND?

Stray Thoughts

Connor isn’t in this week’s episode because he’s checking in on Sandra. Soooo… Connor can visit his mother but Mia and William can’t visit theirs? I know this is yet another EBR plot hole, but find a better reason for Connor to be MIA writers. It just makes the Smoak-Queen family look uncaring, which we know they are not. And if Connor can get an off camera mother moment mention then why can’t Mia and William? THESE ARE THE THINGS THAT ANNOY ME.

“Has anyone fought six men before?” Mia and Oliver’s side eye is hilarious, but didn’t Mia fight six goons by herself? And we’ve watched Oliver take down twenty without breaking a sweat. Raise the number in the ring a little if you want me to take their hesitation seriously.

Diggle is absolutely horrified to find out Lyla is working against the team with The Monitor. “I didn’t want to believe it was true.” Boy, really? Who are you kidding? This is Lyla Michaels, super spy. She’s been lying and doing shady things from minute one. She’s the Oliver to your Felicity. Get out of here with that nonsense. This is totally something she would do and you know it. Lol

William doesn’t like the field, but the allure of beautiful couture convinces him otherwise. At least he didn’t have to go on a skeevy date with Ray Palmer to wear it. Source:  felicitysmoakgifs

William’s “Wrap it up” sign while Mia was fighting was such a funny and wonderful way of showing their team within a team.

“I can be the fun uncle.” Raise your hand if you want Anatoly as a fun uncle. 

He was a complicated, but ultimately wonderful character who made Arrow a better show. 

Goodbye Anatoly. I will miss you. source:  oliverxfelicity

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What You Father Says | Shawn Mendes

@flowerchild8341 requested (a really long time ago sorry): Hii I was wondering if you could write me a shawn fic based on the song “ What your father says “ by The Vamps ? Thank youu 😚🖤🖤

I’m sooooo sorry for the long wait but it’s here and I hope you like it!

Warnings: badboy!shawn, mentions of gangs, language, fluff, slight smut

Enjoy! Masterlist in my bio

•••

Shawn walked into school Monday morning like nothing. Like he didn’t have a bunch of cuts on his face. Like he didn’t walk with a limp. Nothing.

He turned the corner, a small smile on his face, ready to be engulfed in her bright presence.

But he’s met with an angry look adorning her face. She slams her locker and stomps in front of him.

“Where have you been?” She spat out, her arms crossed over her heaving chest.

Shawn chuckles and scratches the back of his neck. “Uh, I’ve been...busy.” He clears his throat and looks away from her.

She scoffs. “Busy? That’s complete bullshit.” She leans back on one leg, one of her hands running through her hair. “I’ve had to lie to my dad to see you, for weeks, when there was really no point.” She said in a hushed tone, her eyes slightly following the other teenagers walking past them. “He’s known, you know. He’s telling me to stay away from you.”

He smirks down at her. “You’ve never listened before.”

She frowns and looks him up and down, her eyes glassy. “Well maybe I should.” She turns around and starts to walk away, her head down.

“(Y/n) wait-”

But she has already turned the corner. He wanted to explain to her why he’s never there. Wanted to explain to her his obligations to his gang. He wanted to tell her just how much her loved her, just how much he needed her before it was too late.

But maybe it already was.

•••

You sat in the corner of your room, your legs tucked under you as you read a book on your hanging chair when you heard light taps on your window.

You looked up confused, but came up with the fact that it could be the tree, the wind making the branches swing against the glass.

tap tap

You sighed and stood up, your bare feet padding against the carpet floor of your bedroom. You glance at the clock. 12:48 am. Your eyes widen and you start to make your way to bed.

tap tap

You turn around and look through the window, the tree completely still on the ground.

A rock hits the window, startling you. You look down to see Shawn, clad in his leather jacket, pebbles in one hand, his other in the jacket pocket.

You roll your eyes and unlock the window, pulling it up. “Leave me alone.”

He drops the pebbles on the ground, his eyes pleading. “(Y/n), baby just let me explain. I can-”

“What?”

Shawn’s silent, his mind racing through all the things he should tell you but he can’t.

You sigh and shake your head, leaning back to close the window.

“No, (y/n). Just, I can’t say it out in the open. Can I come in so I can talk to you. Please?”

“My...dad’s here.” You lie

“Honey, I know he’s on late patrol tonight.” He smirked, climbing up the tree.

He could have easily used the door but, you knew Shawn.

He crawls through the window, a smile on his face as he looked around the room he’s become familiar with.

All the times she’d sneak him in, they make out on her bed, not letting it go any further because they knew her father was just across the hall.

It’s been a while since they’ve done that.

He takes her in, her hair tied up in a messy bun, large shirt (probably his) over her torso, covering her thighs.

Her arms crossed over her chest, a pout on her lips as she sat on the edge of her bed. “Well,”

Shawn sighs and rubs his fingers through his hair, leaning against the wall. “I just need you to trust me, okay? You know I’d never do anything to-”

“Shawn,” she whispered. “If you’re not going to explain why you’ve been so distant lately then you should just leave. And, just not come back.”

Shawn slumps, crawling his way to her. His hands are warm one her thighs, his eyes glassy. “No, baby. Just give me some time and I’ll be able to-”

“Shawn, I don’t know what to do right now. I’m confused and-”

“You don’t need to be confused.” Shawn moves up and cups your face, your tears stopping on his hand. “Just give me some time.” He pleaded, his breath fanning your face.

“I’ve given you enough time. Please leave.” She pulled away from his touch and looked the other way.

Shawn’s eyes brim with tears and he quickly wipes them away. He’s never been like this over a girl. He usually just likes to take them home. But with her, his one ray of sunshine he gets, it’s so much more different.

He slowly gets up and pushes one leg through the window before turning back to look at her. “I love you.” He said before he climbed out.

Her shoulders shook in a sob.

•••

She sat across her parents at the dinner table on Friday, her fork raking againt the plate, moving the food around.

“Honey are you okay?” Your mom asked, placing her hand on top of yours.

You look up and give her a small smile as you nod before you pick up a piece of your food.

“Is it that Shawn boy?” Your dad asked, not even looking up.

You narrowed your eyes at him, placing your fork down. “Uh, no. Just tired from school.”

“He’s bad for you sweetie.”

“I said it wasn’t about him dad.”

“I heard from the other officers that he’s in a gang.”

“Dad. Why are you so against him?”

“Because he does illegal things and I don’t want you parading with people like him.” Your dad yelled, slamming his fork on the table. The room is dead silent.

“He hasn’t done anything to hurt me.” You murmured.

“Not yet at least.”

•••

He was quick to find you in the hallways, running his fingers through his hair as he made his way to you. You didn’t look at him when he came up next to you, but you knew he was there. “Hey.” He breathed out, a hopeful smile spreading on his face.

You turn slightly to look at him, giving him a polite smile. You close your locker door, your books pressed to your chest. “Can I help you?” She looked down.

He cleared his throat and fixed the fur collar of his denim jacket. “Um, Can we talk...after school?” He shoved his hands in his pockets, moving his weight from his toes to his heels.

You sigh and shake your head. “Shawn, I told you-”

“Please?”

She took a long look at him. His scars fading, his hair a beautiful mess atop his head, the denim jacket adorning him instead of his usual leather.

“Fine. But if you bail on me again-”

“I won’t, I promise.” He smiled cheekily at you, quickly deciding to give you a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek.

•••

“So, you’re-”

“Yes, it’s true. I’m, part of a gang. But I’ve been trying my hardest to get away from it. I don’t care about it anymore and I understand that if you-”

“I don’t care about any of that Shawn, all I care about is that you’re okay.” She reaches for his hand, giving it a squeeze. “Are you?” She scoots closer, her breath fanning his face. Her face is inches away from his and all he has to do is lean down and his lips will be on yours.

Shawn swallows thickly, his eyes moving around your face. “Yeah,” He clears his throat and starts leaning down slowly. “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you sooner I just didn’t-”

She shushes him, her finger placed on his soft pink lips. “It’s okay.” She smiled, her gaze moving from his eyes to his lips.

“Can I...can I kiss you?” Shawn asked, a blush coming up on his cheeks as he chuckled.

She giggled and slightly nodded.

Shawn cups her face and leans down to finally press his lips on hers. Her fingers move to his shirt and she tightened her grip, coming closer.

One of Shawn’s hands move under her thigh to pull her onto his lap. She adjusted her position on his lap and her arms go around his neck, her fingers tangled in his hair.

Her eyes are still closed when they pull away, their hot breath fanning each other’s face in a rapid pace.

“Shawn,” she breathed out, opening her eyes to be met with his. “we have to keep this a secret. My dad already hates you and he thinks I’m done with you but-”

He just presses his lips to hers again, her thoughts completely lost.

•••

“Bye dad! Be careful.” You waved him off as he pulled out of the driveway in his patrol car.

You wait for him to turn the corner before you close the door, the sound of the back door opening making you smile.

You hear the raddling of his chains as he quickly made his way into the house, his arms stretched out as he ran in, a big smile on his face.

You jump into his arms, your legs looping around his waist as he carried you to the couch. “Are we alone?” He asked you, his fingers playing with the ends of your hair.

You hum as you nod, fixing your position on his lap, making your middles touch, enticing a groan from him, his hands flying down to your hips, moving them back and forth.

You moan and arch your back, your head falling back as Shawn’s hands moved under your shirt.

“Do you-do you wanna? We don’t have-”

“I want to.” She mumbled against his lips as her hands moved across his hard chest to his jeans, unbuttoning them.

“No, no,” he started, getting up off the couch and slowly made his way up the stairs. “I’m gonna treat you right baby girl.”

•••

Their bare feet hung off the ledge of the dock, their fingers intertwined, her head on his shoulder and they sat in complete silence, just engulfed in their thoughts and each other.

“Baby?” Shawn interrupted the silence, pecking her hair before leaning his head on hers.

She hums, her fingers playing with his.

“Can I...” Shawn trailed off, knowing it probably wouldn’t end well what he was about to say.

“Can you what?”

“I want to meet your dad.”

(Y/n) leans back, her head turned to look at him with wide eyes. “Why?”

Shawn shrugs. “I mean, I know he hates me but if I had the chance to talk to him maybe, he would be okay with me.”

“Shawn, I don’t know. He hates that I’m seeing you and he knows about the gang. Oh, speaking of, are you off the hook now?”

Shawn clears his throat. “Yeah, just a few more things and I’m done with them.” Shawn lied. He gives her a tight lipped smile before wrapping his arm around her, squeezing her.

•••

“C’mon man, I don’t even do anything for you. Why can’t I just-”

“You pledged an oath that you wouldn’t let anything get in the way of your duties.” Ian started, giving the teen a hard angry look.

“But-”

“Shut the fuck up.” He slammed his hand on the desk, eyes red. “Now get the boys, we got some business coming tonight.”

“Ian, I can’t-”

But he gives Shawn a hard look before lifting himself off the chair and walking out, leaving a defeated boy in the chair.

•••

“How about fifteen for thirty five hundred?” The tattooed man asked, pushing the money closer to Ian, Shawn right behind him.

Ian looked at the money for a while. “Shawn, get the money, give him the-”

The tattooed man, got up quickly and flashed them his gun and badge.

The door slams open, revealing two officers, a gun in their hands. “Stay down. Put your hands up where I can see them.”

•••

She ran through the station, a frantic look on her face as she slightly smiled at the police officers she knew because of her dad.

She pushed through the heavy metal door. There were other criminals in handcuffs, officers taking their mugshots.

“(Y/n) you’re not supposed to be in-”

“Shawn!” She pushed through her dads arms and the boy looked up from his cuffed hands. He gets up and reaches through the bars, wiping her tears. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, honey.” He looked over her shoulder to see her dad glaring at them. “You shouldn’t be here. Go back home.” He whispered, rubbing his thumb over her damp cheek.

“I don’t care.”

“(Y/n), go home now.” Her dad sad interjected, placing his hand on her shoulder.

She jerks her shoulder away from him. “No I’m staying here with Shawn.”

“(Y/n) he’s bad for you.”

“I don’t care! I love him!”

The room is silent.

Her dad get a hold of her wrist, his eyes wide in anger as he dragged her out the room.

•••

She sneaked out her bedroom window and had made her way to the police station.

“(Y/n) what are you doing here?” Shawn asked, his eyes wide.

“I’m not listening to what my father says.”

[purplesurveys]

375

Choose any age you once were; answer the questions about you at THAT age. Age of choice: 17 (this was in 2015), as determined by Gab haha. The People I Knew Who was your crush (or significant other) back then? I was with Gab for the first half of the year, but I broke up with her too. Was anyone crushing on you? If so, who? I dunno, possibly. I was never entirely sure of Gab’s feelings in the first run of our relationship cos we rushed the whole thing really, so I don’t want to assume and say that she was attracted to me then. Who was your best friend at the time? Sofie, Angela, and Gab. Pretty much the same crew except I don’t talk to Sofie anymore. Any enemies/people you didn't like? Marielle, as always. Which family member were you closest to? I’ve never been close to my family, but if I had to name someone I guess it would be one of my older cousins, who I call Kuya since he feels just like an older brother to me.

Which family member were you the least close to? My mom. If you were in school, name a teacher you had: That was senior year, sooooo...Ms. Michelle. She was our class adviser but she also taught homeroom. What was your attitude toward people in general? I think I relied on other people a lot, because that was the year my grandfather died (first time I ever had to deal with death) and I got dumped and for the first time in several years, I suddenly cut Gabie out of my life. It took some adjusting that could’ve only been fixed by surrounding myself with others. It also helps that it was our last year in high school so it was a year when my classmates and I really bonded together. The Places I Went: Whose house were you at the most? I didn’t go to a lot of friends’ at the time but it was most probably either Athenna’s or Angela’s. Where was your favorite place to go to have fun? Chelsea’s house I think haha. My friend group weren’t mall people, we just hung out at the houses of those who’d be willing to accommodate us for the evening and for the most part, that was Chelsea’s place. Did you go on any vacations at that age? If so, where? Sagada/Baguio is the most significant one that comes to mind, but I’m sure we went someplace else but I’ve just forgotten. Where was your favorite place to shop? I didn’t shop much at the time. Favorite place to eat out at the time? I don’t think I had a favorite. I was stuck in school for 10 hours for 5 days straight for 14 years and we were far far away from the city, so going to the mall and trying out restaurants were very seldom. Did you go to any concerts? If so, who did you go to see? I did! I saw One Direction. Barely though, since our seats were far and it was held on mere concert grounds (not an arena which has multi-levels), meaning if you were far away then you had no chance of actually seeing the artist/s. We were far but still close enough that we could make them out, and that was good enough for me. Did you prefer being indoors or outdoors? I was definitely an indoors baby. I still am but I also like going outside now. What state/province did you live in at the time? I’ve been living in the same house. The Things I Did What did you and your friends usually do when you hung out? We were minors, so we’d usually get together for each other’s school events. Half of my friend group was from an all-girls school (AA), and the other half is from an all-boys school (Ateneo). If Ateneo had some sort of benefit concert or fair, we’d go there. If we had our own fair or concert or whatever, the boys would come over to hang with us. If it wasn’t a school thing then we’d normally hang out at someone’s place and order in food. It was a simpler time. What did you usually do in your free time? 2015 was a busy year and whatever free time I got, I used to take charge of the school yearbook or study for college entrance exams. Was there anything extra memorable you did at this age? Yes. I had my first kiss, first breakup, first experience with death, and I went to Sagada and was at peace with myself for the first time that year. I also passed the 3/3 universities I applied for. Oh and I was able to mend my relationship with Gabie and we ended up so much closer than I ever thought we would get. Pretty crazy year. Did you kiss anyone? If so, who? I did. Gab was my first kiss. I thought I was terrible but a few years later she showed a Tumblr post of hers writing about that kiss, and she seemed to think otherwise. Did you ever get in trouble for anything? Like what? I probably did, but I’ve most likely discarded it from my memories. What kind of music did you usually listen to? Up Dharma Down, BP Valenzuela, Ed Sheeran, Sam Smith...I was into a lot of sad music because again, I went through a breakup and it had been a pretty shitty year. Oh and that was the year Adele’s Hello came out which was the icing to my shitty fucking cake. Did you buy anything that you still have to this day? What was it? I’m sure I do, but I don’t keep track of the years I buy my stuff. Did you ever get teased for anything? I don’t think so. What was something you got upset over, if any? I recapped all of them several questions ago, my friend. What was something you got really excited over, if any? Passing the UPCAT and getting Gabie back (as my best friend) were the pots of gold I needed (and got) by the end of 2015. There was no better way to cap off the year. The Things I Liked... & Didn't Like A band/singer you liked? I was on a One Direction high throughout 2015 since I saw them in concert. Hozier also blew up that year and I was alllll over his first album; Athenna introduced me to Banks and I stanned her album as well. A band/singer you didn't like? Meghan Trainor probs. A song you liked? Even If You Asked Me - BP Valenzuela. I continue to stan that song h a r d even four years later. A song you didn't like? Idk anything Meghan Trainor or Ellie Goulding put out. A subject in school you liked? English but only because it was incredibly easy and Hamlet was a breeze. I hated the teacher and I knew she hated me too though. A subject in school you didn't like? I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about calculus. A food you liked? Chocolate chip cookie cups with milk shots were the trend back then and I remember going crazy over them. I’d still have 10 of those today if there were some in front of me. A food you didn't like? Fruits. Something you liked to do? Hahahaha. I liked passing by Gabie’s classroom. She knew she made a mistake dumping me, and while it was really evil of me, I really enjoyed passing by everyday cos I just knew she’d watch me the whole time. I asked her about this when we got back together and my hunch was right. Something you just didn't like to do? Working on calculus worksheets, so I never did attend to those. Still ended up at the top university, so that’s a nice ‘fuck you.’ A TV show you liked? Breaking Bad. A TV show you didn't like? Not so sure. Whatever was hyped back then. Maybe How I Met? A person you liked (as a friend)? Angela. A person you didn't exactly like? Marielle. The Things I Owned Did you own any electronic devices? If so, what? Sure. I had an iPhone 5 then and my old HP laptop. What about toys? I was 17. Overall, what did you have in your room? I think I still had my wrestling posters up during that time, and I also had a letter art thingy on the wall with the quote, “There isn't a person on this planet that should let a past nightmare dictate or cloud their future dreams,” said by CM Punk. I had darker curtains at the time so it was so much easier to be in an ~emo mood while I listened to dark indie songs hahaha. Were any posters plastered on your wall? Of who/what? ^ Refer to previous question. Do you remember what kind of backpack you had for school, if any? Yes, it was a black Nike backpack with yellow accents. Did you own a diary/journal? If my survey blog counts, then yes.

Can you name one thing you got for your birthday at that age? Yanna got me my favorite brand of wafers. I’ll never forget that present, it was so sweet. Did you own a bike/car? Or anything for transportation besides walking? My dad got me a car by the end of the year but I didn’t learn how to use it until the next year. I went to and from school via school service, which is our version of a school bus. What kind of clothes did you usually wear? Meh, my style had still been pretty basic at the time so nothing special. When you go to a private all-girls Catholic school that requires you to wear a uniform for 10 months in any given year, you never really have the time to explore styles that exist beyond your plaid skirt and your white socks. The Things That Were IN What band/singer was very popular, if you can remember? The Weeknd, Drake, Rihanna, Adele, Ed Sheeran. One Direction was pretty big but only because Zayn left that year. What was one song that was played on the radio a lot? Hahaha I had to look this up since I’m terrible with hit songs and the years they came out. The song that screamed to me the most to mention it is Fetty Wap’s Trap Queen. Shit BLEW up in 2015. I’m listening to it rn just for old time’s sake and it still seriously bops. What was something most people your age owned (or HAD to have)? iPhone 5. At the time, it was the perfect phone in the perfect size. Now I can’t stand seeing one cos I had mine for so long, even while everyone overtook me with iPhone 6′s and 7′s lmao. Was Facebook popular yet? Oh yeah. Very much. What book series was the most popular? I’m not so sure about that. Murakami got really popular in my circle at the time, but I’m not sure if that applies everywhere else. What TV series was the most popular? Probably Game of Thrones. What movie did a ton of people go to see? I had to look this up, but apparently there was an Avengers movie out this year. What kind of clothes were most people wearing? Off-shoulders started to spread in 2015, if I remember correctly. Did you tend to like what was popular, or not really? I was sort of in the middle. I listened to One Direction and Rihanna, but I also liked nonconventional stuff like punk rock and wrestling. It’s the same today. What I Think Now Overall, what was it like to be this age? It was definitely one of the better years. 17 was a defining year, and I lost a lot and gained a lot and learned a lot. I’d have no problem rewinding 2015 if I absolutely had to, even if it meant going through the ugly shit again. Looking back, do you miss being this age? I do. I was happier. Do you prefer being the age you are now? To some extent, yes. I don’t really like dwelling in the past. But I do acknowledge that I was happier when I was 17. Now to make you feel old: What year was it when you were this age? 2015. Pretty recent, sis. Would you relive this age all over again? Already said that I would. I’d want to learn as much as I did that year, all over again.

[kyromancy]

Again before i begin, i would like to state that i did reference @bringmecoffeedipshit (thegreatrouge) for my poses, however i am trying to break a bit into my own more in terms of the style. i think it still needs some work but i did adjust the proportions and the eyes to be different from hers. whatcha think Rouge? hopefully it's better now? lol not as good as yours though (seriously, your style is sooooo cute lol) Second, Ella does not belong to me. she belongs to the lovely and talented @tasshina :3 so please check her out if you haven't already. she is seriously amazing! xoxo so tasshina​ and I decided that our girls exist in the same DBH au :) seeing as our stories mesh pretty well and our characters play off each other so well! so i will be including Ella in some of my future comic/art pieces :3 Now onto the pics! 1. One day, Sam over hears Hank asking Connor about his feelings for Sam (he has fatherly concerns for both of them) and part way through the conversation, Hank makes an interesting joke.   "I'm surprised honestly, i always thought you liked blondes, Connor haha" (in reference to Connor calling the Chloe bot "really pretty" at Khamski's.) ...Blondes? Connor likes blondes? well shit. Sam being insecure starts freaking out. so she goes to her super supportive buddy, Ella to help her out.    "why do we both need to dye our hair?" Ella giggled.    "Because it won't be so obvious if we both do it. Pleeeeeeeeease Ella. Hank said he really likes ONLY blondes"    "somehow i don't think that is exactly what was said, Sammi" Sammi made a puffy face at her friend. "pweeeeeease?"    "okay okay" she laughed. "but just know, We all think you look beautiful the way you are"    "grooooosssssss compliments" Sam laughed, hiding her face in her shirt.    "well, lets get started" this idea comes from the fact that apparently BOTH  tasshina​ designed these girls with blonde hair and neither of us liked it lol *connor's shirt says "sleepmode. Analyze. repeat." 2. while Sam was homeless, one of the places she stayed at was Ralph's abandoned house. however, she did not stay there long for several reasons. when she first meet Ralph he did scare her, but she used her LED to pretend she was an android too, however, that would only work for a short time. being human, she did need food, sleep, etc so she could only stay for a bit. not to mention as much as ralph scared her, she felt sorry for him and she didn't want to risk attracting unwanted attention to him by being there. so she left. however, when she meets Ella, who should she bring to her but her old friend Ralph? Ralph now aware that she is a human, offers her...hooman food. how...succulent :P 3. Shrimp sistas! lol both Ella and Sam are only 5'4. Sam- "I'm not the shortest anymore!" i haven't really decided how the 2 would meet, nor has tasshina​ but i was thinking since Sam works for the DPD, it'd be linked in with that in someway? we shall figure it out lol :3 4. Sam is a big talker who likes to pretend she is tough. but when it comes to important matters, or talking to the people she loves. she clams up and just kinda stands there. being in the streets for so long kinda fudged her social skills. but she has her little bro Conan, Ella and Ralph supporting her. (hank too but i am not so confident drawing him yet, sorry X3) *fun fact Sam has a bio component in her brain that helps her limbs function. if it doesn't work, then her limbs don't work. if she gets a really high fever OR gets overly frazzly....boom. Sam pile of the floor. its actually pretty funny...i mean sad. poor sam....hehe. 5. EllaXRalph =OTP. precious babies. must protect. :3 lol sam ships it lmao   *extra note for anyone wondering what the weird pinkish/white body suit Sam is wearing is? Honestly its kinda long to explain but it something she wears at work for the DPD. it is a reflective camo suit. she wears a hoodie over it because it is skin tight, and she feels to "exposed" without it. but when the suit is in use, no one can see her anyway. if you have see "ghost in the shell" (the real one) lol you will know what i am talking about. it's basically like the suit the major wears in that. i always loved that thing. it was so cool :3 soooooo yea, i gave one to Sam. sorry if that bugs anyone. hopefully it doesn't. i figure it fit pretty well in this universe.

[gakomondad]

Day 28 - Worry

I feel like baby might say she loves me but doesn't want a relationship

I think that will be the most likely outcome

If that is the case, she might whitdraw a bit from tumblr until its time to talk, just an assumption, but who knows

I feel like the above is most likely

I do fear that she might have found someone else or that something happened or that she doesnt love me anymore, but I really can't do anything about that either so... it is what it is... will see... I think least likely would be that she wants a relationship with me...

I think I need to start accepting that

Yet if magically stuff would be okay, I don't want to have worked towards the opposite...

I have been loyal and patient, I have focused on my life and wellbeing, but this whole thing going on for sooooo long... makes it difficult to focus on myself

I was ready to do whatever I can for us to be together and I guess I have been doing that to a good degree

During the first 2 months I adjusted to her comfort level, despite it being uncomfortable to me

I pushed away my own anxiety so she doesn't feel more anxiety

I even did this whole seperation knowing there is little chance for success

I've readjusted a lot and explored more and more of my issues specifically with human interaction and relationships

I know baby also did a lot, I would never deny that, maybe it felt like she had the whole world on her shoulders and I did nothing, idk

However, I wanted this to work, that was my focus...

While I feel that she just liked something about me

I hope I am wrong... there is something special about her...

Anyway, because of all of this... the effort, strong desire for her to be in my life... the more time passes... the harder it gets...

And the more time closes to the 29th... the more anxious I become...

So I wanna be hopeful and fair to her if stuff magically goes well...

But I feel like it won't so I should accept it and wait for it to end on the 29th

Faith vs Fear

3 days to go...

[anxiouspregnantlady]

17+4

First...I want to note that I’ve (for the most part) stopped counting the days/weeks of my pregnancy - like I had to think for a bit before I wrote the title of this post. I think this is a small but lovely marker of how much less anxious I am feeling, and how I’m not in survival mode anymore (aka I just need to make it one more day...one more day...).

So, in this week of pregnancy:

Maternity clothing purchases. Uhhh... I’ve bought a lot of stuff this week. First I bought a pair of inordinately expensive joggers from *yikes* lululemon. I have a lot of unreasonable shame about this. But last Saturday I just couldn’t find any bottoms that weren’t uncomfortable on my belly (I don’t have any maternity pants yet, and it was 32 degrees out so no skirts/dresses unfortunately), and so...I stormed off to lululemon in a somewhat emotional state. BUT I am so very happy with my purchase and most of all am confident that they’re going to last throughout the pregnancy AND be wearable postpartum (I went up two pant sizes). I know everyone raves abt the align leggings but I just couldn’t make them work, maybe my legs are abnormal? Like when I went up one size, the belly was too tight still, but when I went up two or more sizes, the ankle was super loose.

My rule of thumb re: maternity-specific clothes is that I won’t pay more than $20 for an item and hope not to buy more than 1 pair of jeans and a few pairs of shorts. This week I scored a pair of (used) madewell maternity jeans for $20! They have the adjustable side panel rather than the belly band which I think will be better for summer. They haven’t come yet but I’m hoping they are it.

K & I also went to the chinatown mall this weekend and walked into H&M to ask if they carried any maternity clothing..the guy just looked at us like we were crazy. “No.” Like, why would we?? Same at Gap, Old Navy, etc. Sooooo I bought a nursing bra and a pair of maternity sweatshorts off the H&M website. I think the last time I ordered something from H&M was over 8 years ago lolol but apparently they have good maternity stuff, so...we’ll see!

Baby purchases. This week I bought my first ever thing for baby. This is a HUGE milestone. I’ve been way too scared to buy anything for the past four months (for fear of what if, blahblahblah). So I guess this was more symbolic than anything? Anyway I bought this hat from a super fancy baby shop downtown and it’s SO FREAKKIINNGGG CUTE and teeny. Damage about $10, oh well. Also fairly gender neutral. We know bb’s gender/Biological sex but still are hoping to dress them in all kinds of colors.

Baby movements. Feeling baby move quite consistently, and yesterday while we were lying in bed watching TV k put his hand on my belly and felt his first kick!!! Honestly this has been such a double edged sword...feeling baby move is SUCH a lovely relief and so precious. But when I don’t feel bb move when I feel like I ought to I get stupid anxious even though you aren’t even supposed to worry about consistent movement for like...another two months.

Nausea. So. This past weekend nausea came back with a VENGEANCE. I had 2-3 days of nausea + migraine + fatigue and felt so sad/defeated because I didn’t know how long the spell was going to last. Thankfully it lifted and I’m feeling back to my second trimester self. THANK U HORMONES. THANK U BB.

My weight. I unintentionally found out my weight - it was written on a labcorp report for my alpha fetoprotein blood test - which came back negative yay (means vvvv low risk for spina bifida/downs). I guess your weight affects the interpretation of the results. I think ... it mattered a lot less to me than I thought? It was also lower than I thought (but not that much). Also I was just happy that the result was normal. I’m actually pretty glad that I know my weight (taken at 16+4) even though it’s just one data point. It’s a couple lbs over what I’m assuming to be my pre-pregnancy weight so I think what happened is I lost 5-ish lbs during the first trimester and then gained a little more back over the past 5-6 weeks, which seems pretty good to me. I think I might be ok knowing my weight at various milestones moving forward (like I’d be curious to know what I weigh around delivery) but I’m pleasantly surprised that it doesn’t mean that much to me / it’s actually not that big of a deal. I feel good in my body and that’s what matters.

18 weeks. I need to just get this out somewhere... I’m a little nervous about crossing 18 weeks because my mom had a stillbirth/late miscarriage at 18 weeks. There. I said it. That’s all. She said it was due to low amniotic fluid so you’d best believe I am chugging water like there is no tomorrow.

Dental cleaning. Feeling anxious about dental appointment in .. one hour hahaha. I have been avoiding the dentist for a year (COVID was a good excuse). I know it’s so important to see the dentist during pregnancy BUT my stupid insurance is so bad that nobody I call will take this plan anymore so I am going to pay out of pocket for a cleaning. And refuse x rays. I am quite religious about dental hygiene but somehow I still have teeth problems - probably get this from my dad. Anyway. I am trying to adopt a ‘curiosity’ mindset and say, let’s DISCOVER how my dental health is and FIND OUT what we can do to be as healthy as possible (sounds so stupid lolol) rather than just lapsing straight into anxiety. AHHHHH. will report back later.

[scvietassassin]

would nat and ward ever have kids? asking for a friend

@dcublecross Oh my god.

Okay this is going under a cut because feelings and also pregnancy issues and such weird some people out but I just wanna make it known that I technically do follow comic canon nat so she COULD get pregnant, though extREMELY unlikely, which is why it’s not really present on my blog.

That being said....

So a couple of weeks ago I made the mistake of sending a bunch of memes and was like “I’d like to see you make me cry with these! HA.” 

well one of those fucking asks... I almost want to make this a video because my facial expressions I’m just... WhY AM I LIKE THIS?one of those mother fucking asks was “You better use a fucking condom” 

Why I thought that would be a good idea who the FUCK KNOWS?? 

So essentially they start laughing at me and I was like “FIGHT ME WHAT” and they were like “What if Nat got pregnant.” I was like ‘fuck me gently with a goddamn chainsaw what have I done’

So basically. here’s some fucking feelings. Essentially we decided that what would happen is nat would hate herself, like she’d feel so disgusting and repulsive and be like “Why the hell am I pregnant I’m not fit to be a mother.” and would go do a bunch of reckless shit and eventually when she couldn’t do that anymore.... It’d be bad. It’s a dark time. 

So she finally goes into labor, pops out the baby and everything is fucking fantastic right and she’s like “I’m not looking at it, don’t tell me the gender, I’m not touching it, leave me alone please. It’s going up for adoption.” And Ward like the little bitch that he is ( W h y does the love him again? ) decides to wipe her memories because in good conscience he can’t let that baby out with anyone, it’s the child of Natasha Fucking Romanoff it has a HUGE target on it. 

Anyway so he wipes her and then walks in one day with this baby and is like “I cheated on you, I’m sorry. I understand if you’re going to leave me.” and she’s just like “what the FUCK” and leaves because bitch he cheated on her and he’s keeping the fucking baby are you kidding me????

So she’s across the city like a couple weeks later and working on fleeing the country when a baby starts crying and all of the sudden her tits start feeling really odd and then leaking and she’s like “w h a t t h e f u c k???” and so she heads back and like screams at Ward like “YOU LET ME LEAVE OUR SON NEEDS ME ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME” because she realizes that she’s being dumb and she’s absolutely terrified but she loves him so damn much and if he thinks she can do this then she’s gonna damn well try for him

{ and then she get’s SHIELD to produce something that would make it easier for her to conceive like a counter serum to just adjust how the initial serum works in her so that’s it’s a possibility if they want more children. }

So yeah that’s how the first real pregnancy thing happened on my blog and I’m not even angry even though I usually have MAJOR issues with people who write Nat pregnant. Also that’s probably why people think this ship is toxic and I mean it is in ways but she’s done so much worse to him sooooo it’s a balance 

[kpopreleases]

Hope the China trip was great! Absolutely love this kpop releases tumblr. Couldn't live without it and your hard work keeping it going! It's been a hard couple months without updates, but I'm trying to be patient. Looking forward to KPOP releases again once things are back to normal!

Hey, to you anon and to all my other followers! I’m so so sooooo sorry for this ridiculous absence that stretched out much longer than I planned. I came back from China a while ago (lovely and exhausting trip) and since then have just been busy with life, a visiting bf and prepping for my birthday party. The party was three days ago (I’m now 25 and the party was all kinds of awesome 🎉), my bf went back home today (miss him already 😭) and life is running it’s usual hectic course, so I’m gonna do my very best to start updating again and catching up. I hope you don’t mind that I’m gonna post everything that I missed over these last three months, because I really want this to be a complete archive.

I am well aware that my updating has been quite terrible, probably since I started working two years ago. It’s been hard adjusting to adult life where I barely have the time to read my mail. I don’t even have time to keep up with kpop in between work, travel to work (1,5 h one way!), grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, sleeping... I’m still figuring it out. It’s so different from being a student and having almost the whole day to spend as I pleased. I want to tell you who are younger than me, appreciate your free time while you have it! You might feel swamped with school and activities now, but it’s nothing compared to working life. Don’t waste your days away; get stuff done, make sure to take the time to chill sometimes and savor those moments. I don’t mean to scare you or bring you down, but I wish someone had told me when I was younger.

Regarding the future of this blog, I want you to know that I love kpop releases and it means the world to me. It’s my baby! I started it because I wanted to be of help, and I feel like I have over these past five years. I want to keep doing this for as long as I can, but if the quality drops too much, I might have to do something about it. I will never give it away completely, but I might take in a co-admin or something. This won’t be for a while, but if I post so infrequently that the blog isn’t of any use to you anymore, please tell me. I’m a control freak so it would hurt to give up control, but there’s no point in having a useless blog.

Anyway, to sum it up, I’m back to updating and hope I won’t disappoint you. Thank you to all of you lovely followers, I love you! ❤️❤️❤️

[scrapyardboyfriends]

29 May 2107

[Outside the Mill with Robert, Aaron and Victoria]

ROBERT: *Sighs* I really don’t need this Vic. I’m so tired of this storyline and I don’t want to talk about it anymore.

VICTORIA: Baby. I was worried about you. Baby.

ROBERT: Why?

VICTORIA: Baby. You’re gonna be a dad. Baby. We must talk about this. Baby.

ROBERT: I really don’t want to talk about it. (Fandom: Let him not talk about it. No one wants to hear about it.)

VICTORIA: Baby. Of course there is. Baby.

ROBERT: I don’t want to be involved in this storyline. Rebecca doesn’t want me involved. I’m not sure she wants to be involved either considering how wishy washy the Plot has made her about it.

VICTORIA: Baby. Aaron, please talk some sense into him. Baby. I mean I know he cheated on you and you only just found out about that and the pregnancy but clearly you care more about this potential Baby than anything else. Have I mentioned that there’s a Baby? Because...Baby.

AARON: *laughs* (Fandom: Hey Aaron, looking good in that new but slightly different black hoodie you’re wearing. We’re laughing at all this too.)

VICTORIA: Baby. What? That’s all you’ve got? Baby.

*Aaron stares off into the distance, wishing he had never learned about the Plot*

ROBERT: Happy now? Stop upsetting my #BeautifulHusband. I’m doing that enough for everyone right now. Just let me get on with it. So...now if everyone is done telling me how I should be feeling…

AARON: That’s not what I was doing… (Fandom: Wait...what?)

VICTORIA: BABY! BABY! BABY! NO ROBERT! I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE BABY! I DON’T CARE IF THIS IS NOT A RATIONAL REACTION IN ANY WAY!!! *Fandom Eyeroll*

ROBERT: NO! I’m not wasting anymore of my life or screen time on this!

AARON: Great way to talk about your kid there, Robert. I mean I’m totally fine with everything and I think you should be too.

ROBERT: But you heard Rebecca yesterday! All that stuff happened for the Plot so we should probably pay attention to it even if we’d rather not.

AARON: But she only said it after the Plot made you grab her just so Chrissie could tell you she was still pregnant. And I clearly didn’t hear much of anything Rebecca said yesterday. She wanted me to leave you and it was supposed to be some big cliffhanger according to the Plot, but look at me, here I am, like nothing’s wrong. It’s almost like the Plot isn’t interested in my motivations for anything...I miss Maxine.

ROBERT: *Confused Face* - Is this going to be my new thing in this story? Probably - Why are you so bothered about this? I thought it would take you ages to get over this. I mean, you were literally a crying mess in the pub toilets yesterday shouting at me about how you were never going to be able to get past this and now you’re all about the kid? Have you been drinking the same Baby Kool Aid as Vic?

VICTORIA: Baby?

AARON: You don’t know how you’re gonna feel when it’s born Robert. (Tinfoil Fandom: If it’s born)

ROBERT: I’ll feel however the Plot wants me to feel.

AARON: *Confused Face* - hey maybe this will be my new thing too -

ROBERT: I can’t see you being quite so fine once it’s actually here. I mean honestly Aaron...what happened to yesterday?

AARON: Oh, in between leaving Home Farm, utterly devastated by the Plot, I rang my counselor and she told me again just to walk away and think about something that I enjoy. So...I thought about toast. Then I went to the Pub and had some toast because I still don’t know where our toaster is. And now I feel totally fine.

ROBERT: *Confused Face*

AARON: *Confused Face* - it’s almost like we’re just as confused about the Plot as the fans are - Just do what you want, Robert, for a change...wait...isn’t that how we got here in the first place?

VICTORIA: *Confused Face* - ooh this is fun! - So...Baby?

ROBERT: *Watches Aaron walk away wishing he could go with him and stop talking to Vic about the Baby*

[Home Farm with Lawrence, Ronnie and Rebecca]

RONNIE: *Puts a cup of tea in front of Lawrence* This Plot is clearly getting to you and you clearly need this.

LAWRENCE: What is it about that man? Why can’t the Plot just leave us out of his storylines?

RONNIE: We have no control. No point getting worked up over it.

LAWRENCE: But how have I managed to raise two intelligent - they can be indecisive and deluded and still intelligent okay - women and have them both get taken in by a low life like Robert Sugden?

REBECCA: You were too Dad. It’s really your fault all of this started.

LAWRENCE: Look, it was only because he was good at making money. It has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he flirted with me and I totally wanted him. I mean he supposedly caused you a major trauma and you still couldn’t stay away from him so clearly you understand. Ugh. He’s always going to be part of our lives now. (Fandom: Please don’t remind us) *Wants to murder the Plot Face*

REBECCA: *Blink* *Blink* *Blink* I thought maybe we could go out for your birthday since I ruined that.

LAWRENCE: Ronnie and I already have plans...away from you and this Plot.

RONNIE: Only the pub. You can tag along if you-

LAWRENCE: *Please stop talking now Ronnie Face*

RONNIE: Never mind, I’ll leave you to it.

LAWRENCE: *Wants to murder the Plot Face*

REBECCA: He’s not going to have anything to do with this baby.

LAWRENCE: *Laughs* God you’re deluded! You actually believe the Plot is going to allow that?

REBECCA: I know that this storyline is a mess - understatement of the century - and that I made a mistake - oh look at me admitting to that when I couldn’t even apologize to Aaron for sleeping with his husband yesterday - but it’s still my baby.

*Lawrence tries to leave because he’s so done with this Plot*

REBECCA: Your grandchild. Can’t you at least try to be happy?

LAWRENCE: *Wants to murder the Plot Face*

[The Cafe with Aaron and Adam]

*Bartsy Alert* *Bartsy Alert* - is it even fan baiting anymore when it’s been so long that the fans can hardly remember what their dynamic is like?

ADAM: So what happens now then?

AARON: She has a baby, keep up?

ADAM: You know what I mean, you just moved in together.

AARON: I’m totally chill about everything now even though it makes no sense, but it’s what the Plot wants. Anyway, I told him I’d back him, whatever he wants to do. Of course what I really mean is that I’m going to try and force him to be in this kid’s life even though it should cause me intense emotional distress.

ADAM: Wow. Forget Rebecca, I think the real candidate for sainthood is you, mate. But, this is good right? The fans must be thrilled.

AARON: Yeah, suppose. But he told her to get an abortion, which is the worst thing in the world according to the Plot, and then when he found out she hadn’t, the Plot made him be awful to her. The Plot really tried hard yesterday to make me see him as a terrible person but I just don’t know...I mean, other than right now, I’ve been pretty much fine with him.

ADAM: He was probably just in shock.

AARON: Why are you sticking up for him?

ADAM: He made a mistake. I know what that’s like. Remember that time Vic and I had this same storyline?

AARON: What the one you’re in right now?

ADAM: No, no, the other one. The first time. The one your current Plot is basically copying Plot Point for Plot Point so far. (Tinfoil Fandom: Please let that continue!)

AARON: Right right. You know, on Thursday I was allowed to have actual feelings about everything and meaningful conversation and I’d actually come around to the one night stand. I understood the point of that, because Robert and I really did have a lot of issues that we needed to work out. Now there’s all this and…

ADAM: Just don’t do anything too quickly, eh.

AARON: But I have to Adam! This Plot is moving sooooo fast!

ADAM: I’m just saying, you two have been through a lot - understatement of the millenia -

AARON: *Conflicted Face* - oh good I’m still conflicted. Here I thought I was fine with everything. I wonder how I’ll be in the next scene?

[The Woolpack with Robert and Aaron]

*Aaron walks in and sits down*

ROBERT: *Oh here we go Face* Look, I know what you’re gonna say. Just don’t bother. I’m sick of hearing it. #SpeakingForTheFandom

AARON: *Nods* - I’m tired of talking about it too...but...Plot! -

ROBERT: *Conflicted about being a father* *Wants to discuss daddy issues but the Plot won’t allow him to be so sympathetic* It’d be a disaster anyway. That whole family hates me. How long before the kid does too?

AARON: I was conflicted in the last scene but I thought about toast again and now I’m well adjusted once more. So...we can totally work through things.

ROBERT: *Confused Face*

AARON: You’d be a good dad.

ROBERT: How’d you work that out? You know how many issues with my own dad I have.

AARON: Because, remember, I’m totally well adjusted now, so I’ll help you. I mean I have absolutely no daddy issues of my own so I’d be a great dad!

ROBERT: Yeah, you would be, but normally, I don’t think the Plot would let you think so. Maybe we can have a family of our own one day, but not like this. (Fandom: No! Please not like this! Let us give you a handy list of the millions of other ways for them to have a family!) *Casual touch* I just want us to get back to where we were. #SpeakingForTheFandom

*Lawrence and Ronnie walk in*

LAWRENCE: *Wants to murder the Plot and Robert Sugden Face*

[Home Farm with Chrissie, Rebecca and Victoria]

REBECCA: Dad doesn’t even want to talk about the Plot, he’s so disgusted with it. I should have left and never looked back. #TakeYourOwnAdvice #SpeakingForTheFandom

CHRISSIE: Well I wouldn’t want you go. If you go, then I’ll just have scenes with Lachlan and Dad and they’re probably on their way out soon so then what will I do?

*Doorbell rings*

CHRISSIE: *Sees Vic* Oh terrific! I bet I know what this is about.

REBECCA: If this is about Robert, I don’t want to hear it. I’ve totally decided to wash my hands of him now that the Plot wants me to leave for a bit.

VIC: Robert? Who cares about Robert? He’s an idiot. This is about the BABY! Baby! Baby! That Baby is going to be related to me so I must...I mean he must have a part in it’s life. Baby! Baby! Baby! I thought we were mates?

CHRISSIE: *Bored Face* Oh please.

REBECCA: We were only friends because of the Plot. This baby is mine and has nothing to do with you.

VICTORIA: PLEASE REBECCA! THE BABY! JUST LET ME TALK ABOUT THE BABY!

REBECCA: Will you stop going on about it! *Grabs slightly closer to uterus* Ahhh!

VICTORIA: BABY!

CHRISSIE: What is it? Are you okay? I think we need to go to the hospital.

REBECCA: *Panicked Face* *Shakes head* - you decide if I was shaking my head to the ‘am I alright’ question or the thought of going to the hospital - (Tinfoil Fandom: Definitely the latter)

[The Woolpack with Robert, Aaron, Lawrence and Ronnie]

RONNIE: Let’s just go somewhere else. I’m so tired of this Plot and it’s only been a day.

LAWRENCE: Not a chance. This is my opportunity to manhandle Robert.

RONNIE: *Oh here we go Face*

LAWRENCE: Enjoying yourselves?

ROBERT: We were as it happens. We were actually not talking about the Plot for once.

LAWRENCE: While my daughter can’t escape the Plot because of what you did to her?

ROBERT: It was a mistake. Her’s as much as mine, not that anyone but me will acknowledge that really, cause I’m supposed to be evil and she’s an innocent victim.

LAWRENCE: *MANHANDLES ROBERT*

AARON: *Protective Aaron Mode Activate* Oi! Let go of him!

LAWRENCE: *Stuck in a Robron Sandwich* *The Dream* Why don’t you take your own advice, Aaron! Get some self respect!

AARON: *Are you kidding me Face* You’re one to talk or did you forget that time I had to pull a shotgun out of your hand when you were shooting up teddy bears cause you couldn’t get your shit together.

RONNIE: Can we please just go anywhere else?

AARON: *Phone Rings* (VIC: BABYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!)

LAWRENCE: How about when you ruined Chrissie’s life? Was that a mistake? Yeah, I’m getting in on this belated affair aftermath too!

ROBERT: Not everything’s about you. Just back off!

LAWRENCE: *Wants to murder the Plot and Robert Sugden Face*

ROBERT: *Robert Smugden Activate* Oh go on, if you think your heart can take it!

AARON: That was Vic. All she did was scream ‘Baby’ at me but I’m pretty sure she meant that Rebecca might be losing the baby.

ROBERT: *It can’t be that easy Face* *I mean...I’m totally worried Face*

LAWRENCE: *Is the Plot over that fast Face*

[Hotten General with Chrissie, Victoria, Lawrence and Ronnie]

VICTORIA: It’s taking forever. I need to know about the BABY! Oh...also where’s Robert? This is his BABY!

CHRISSIE: Staying away if he’s got any sense, like you should be.

LAWRENCE: I’ll go try and get some actual information, though with this Plot I’ll probably fail.

CHRISSIE: *To Vic* You know...you don’t have to be here. #SpeakingForTheFandom

RONNIE: Can this Plot be over now?

CHRISSIE: If he shows up, I’ll have security on him.

VICTORIA: You don’t own the hospital. If you did, maybe you could get some concrete info. But...anyway...BABY! Robert will want to know about his BABY!

CHRISSIE: Really? Cause he hasn’t shown much interest so far. Which is fine with me. You should really stop being so deluded though.

LAWRENCE: No news yet. We’re in a building full of medical professionals and still, no one can tell me if my daughter is actually pregnant or not. #ThisPlotSucks

[The Mill with Robert and Aaron]

ROBERT: *Phone pings*

AARON: *Watches Robert instead of the TV* *Turns TV off* Anything? We can’t even enjoy a little bit of telly until we get through this latest Plot crisis.

ROBERT: I was watching that!

AARON: You were watching your phone! What are you looking for spoilers to let you know if this will be over soon or not?

ROBERT: I can multitask. Turn it back on. And no...I can’t find a reliable source.

AARON: We could just go down there. It’s building full of medical professionals. Someone should be able to give us some kind of conformation. I know the fans are dying for it.

ROBERT: What for? We’re not going to find anything out.

AARON: You’re obviously worried. I mean I know you’re probably just shutting down emotionally like you always do and trying to look like you don’t care for my benefit, but I’m sure the Plot will have you come around eventually. It’s your kid!

ROBERT: I couldn’t care less. I’m not going to lose you over this! *Phone pings* It might be work! Or a source! Nope...spam...as useless as this Plot.

AARON: Look, the Plot wants me to make you go down there okay. Can we just go get this over with.

ROBERT: And then you’ll leave me alone the rest of the night? I mean about the Plot...we can do other things.

AARON: Never know.

ROBERT: Fine.

[Hotten General with Chrissie, Victoria, Lawrence, Ronnie, Robert and Aaron]

*Robert and Aaron arrive*

VICTORIA: About time! BABY!

ROBERT: *Wants to be anywhere but here Face* Sorry

LAWRENCE: *Wants to murder the Plot and Robert Sugden Face* - this is getting old quickly

CHRISSIE: Hey! The Baby’s fine. Didn’t speak to any actual medical professionals or anything...at least none that I have proof of, but it’s just stress and they want to keep her in overnight supposedly. You can all go home.

*Lawrence and Ronnie leave because the Plot doesn’t want him to see Rebecca*

CHRISSIE: *Wants to murder Robert Sugden Face*

ROBERT: I knew this would be a waste of time.

AARON: It’s definitely alright though, yeah?

ROBERT: She said so, didn’t she?

AARON: And you’re just going to take her word for it? None of this makes any sense Robert!

ROBERT: Who cares? Let’s just enjoy a Plot free evening.

*Robert and Aaron leave*

VICTORIA: *Confused Face* This Plot makes no sense but for now I’m going to assume I still have a BABY to obsess over.

CHRISSIE: You can go now.

VICTORIA: Give the BABY, I mean Rebecca, my love.

CHRISSIE: I really don’t understand your intense involvement with this but I’m sure she’ll be thrilled.

[Hotten General with Chrissie and Rebecca]

*Rebecca getting ready to go*

CHRISSIE: Wait...I thought you were supposed to be resting? Did I talk to a medical professional? Now I’m not so sure. What is going on?

REBECCA: Oh no, I’m just relaying everything and they said I could go home but I’m not going to go home because I’m tired of this Plot and everyone hating me even though I’m supposed to be the victim so I’ve made a decision for the first time in my life and I’m going to go. I’m going to give the fans a break. They deserve it.

[Outside Hotten General with Chrissie and Rebecca]

CHRISSIE: This is insane. You don’t even have anything with you.

REBECCA: I’ve got my passport and a ton of money because that’s the logical thing to bring with you to the hospital when you’re maybe having a miscarriage.

CHRISSIE: You sure this is what you want?

REBECCA: *Nods* Don’t take this self made decision away from me Chrissie! I’m sticking to it. It’s very important to my character development...you know...if I had any.

CHRISSIE: You look after yourself...and the little one.

REBECCA: *Pained expression* - I’m not sure why I did that -

CHRISSIE: And when you get back I’ll help you deal with the Plot.

REBECCA: *Awkward Pause*

CHRISSIE: Wait? You are coming back right? I mean, if not, what the hell was this whole Plot for?

REBECCA: I don’t know. - Oh look I’m back to my indecision again - Sorry.

CHRISSIE: I feel like I’ve let you down.

REBECCA: No...none of this is on you. Blame the Plot if you must. I’m just going to go escape it for a while. *Gets in cab* *Looks appropriately sad* - for what reason even she’s not sure - (Fandom: Hooray!!!! Except...wait...what is going on? We still have no medical proof of this pregnancy. And what the hell are Robron doing while she’s away? They’re apparently fine? @Robronspoilers where are you?)

[sbcojn]

30 random facts about me for the sake of finding ourselves in the so called century of the self

...and because i am effectively trying to keep myself from studying for a statistics exam and from falling down a negative spiral of thoughts.

caution: if over sharing people annoy you do not read this, keep scrolling or log off. 

i have a long a*s first name, which sounds like math and let's everyone, who ever reads my name and who has not met me in person yet, think that i'm a dude. thx mom for adding a dutch variation to it as well and for wanting your kid to have an extravagant unisex name, which no one is able to pronounce correctly! :') 

my mom, my grandmas and my second oldest cousin are my idols and i talk about them all the time. i understand that it's creepy and annoying to my social environment but i can't help it and idgaf! i adore them, i want to be them and i love them soOoOo much! every single one of them is such a badass boss lady, who is not afraid of working hard, making sacrifices and never asking for anything in return. just by watching them handle life they taught me everything i need to know about it. i admire how they each are so comfortable with themselves that they don't ever feel the need to justify who they are and what they do. i am very blessed to have them in my life and to be related to them.

i lived in indonesia until i was 3-4ish. 

during an exchange program from hotel management school in switzerland my mom somehow fell in love with that country and moved here with me. 

here she met my stepdad, who for me is my real dad. he adopted me as soon as he met my mom and treated me as i was one of his own. i actually have most of my characteristic traits in common with my dad and that's why i hate when people remind me of the fact, that i am not blood related to him. just let me construct my own reality b*tches! i am thankful for everything he did for me and for all the sacrifices he made. in spite of being too young for that kind of responsibility he looked after his family with boldness and bravery. i love you more than everything and i am truly sorry for being such a hard a*s to you when i was little and when i was going through puberty lol! 

i have a little brother, who is 4 years younger than me. he is my true partner in crime and was ALWAYS on my side no matter what. i was so afraid when my parents told me that they are going to have another kid, because i thought that meant that they needed to get rid of me. but i was over the moon when he was born. he was such a cute fat a*s baby and i instantly felt the need to mother him when i was only four. lol sorry for treating you like a baby born bro! but i loved and still love you so much and i will always help you out like you did, no matter what happens! 

if you touch my family i will  D E L E T E  yours! 

when i was little i watched to many disney movies and sailor moon. i was  o b s e s s e d  once my dad caught me posing like sailor moon in front of the mirror and i wanted to die! another time he caught me singing disney songs on the balcony... and i didn't know how to speak english then. i only knew how to speak indonesian and german so i sang the songs in some kind of fantasy language, which to me sounded like english and tried to enact those dramatic singing scenes on the balcony or while looking out of my window.......

although i started my life as an extra af child i always acted shy in kindergarten and elementary school. through the entire time my teachers made it mandatory for me to visit an extra class for non-native speakers. for most of my childhood every teacher thought i could not properly speak german and i was too shy to tell them that i certainly could speak german. my parents were so confused because at home i would always order them around and as soon as i was in school i was even scared to breath too loudly. so fake though :') 

my chemical romance, nirvana, pearl jam, billy talent, radiohead, the flatliners, a day to remember, architects, new politics, jimmy eat world and paramore used to get me through every situation in puberty. i was kind of cocky and prided myself on my taste in music because i thought the music i listened to wAs So EmOtIonALLy dEep aNd No OnE mY aGe WouLD bE aBLe To ApPrEciAtE iTs dEpth. and to be honest, every time i listen to this kind of music now i am not able to appreciate it. it makes me sad and i am kind of emotionally stable now lol! kind of says a lot about the genius of this genre though but i can't do it anymore! listening to it takes my mind to places i don't want to go back to. thank you for your service but i am happy and became kind of an emotionally semi-stable mainstream b*tch, when it comes to music! k, thx, bye! lol

i have a scar on my forehead in between my eye brows. it was caused by playing hide and seek in the dark. me and my child hood friend thought this was a revolutionary idea and we got sooooo hyped. we ended up running into one another and her tooth finally got stuck in my forehead lol. 

i always did good at school but i don't remember how. i don't remember studying a lot. all i remember is how i couldn't focus on sh*t for longer than 5 minutes. this became a huge problem as soon as i entered middle school. from then on i always got in trouble with my teachers because they wanted to downgrade me but my parents never agreed to that. and they would always be angry at me for not doing enough for school but in fact i just didn't know how to effin' focus. i remember studying my butt off but still didn't know what i was doing exactly and somehow still managed to graduate grammar school after nearly dropping out twice and showing up for class for only like half of the time. since entering middle school i was an average to really really bad student, who got eaten from the inside by teenage angst and who had an attention span of a baby. after taking care of my ADD and growing up a little all i really want to do is study. but not math/statistics man. i still hate math though. i am one of the few asian people, who is bad at math. 

i love to consume pop culture in every format! in my opinion it is brilliant and entertaining. idgaf what everyone else thinks really. therefore...

i need to state that i am a huge supporter of kim k becoming a lawyer!!! yes, she is loaded but still the fact that she uses her platform and therefore her influence for a greater cause is more than admirable. as well as the fact that she has started to pursue a law degree after having four children, who are still small and managing a bunch of businesses at the same time. i mean studying law is hard af. just imagine being in your mid thirties, having to manage a dozen of businesses, keeping kanye west out of trouble, taking care of four small kids and studying law, while the world is publicly doubting you and hating on you for doing something more than great even. i mean i know people my age, who financially get supported by their parents, still live at home and have no other responsibilities other than their own education and they still can't do it. and i don't think it is something to be ashamed of because i know it is hard. but actually my whole point is that people love to hate on the kardashians and it gets boaaring. 

i actually think that ariana grande's music video to her song thank u next is a pop cultural masterpiece! 

i loved working at mcdonald's as a part-time job. i loved the people, who worked there. they were happy all the time and just cared about making enough money to look after their families. although mcdonald's literally stands for capitalism and commerce - there even is a term in political philosophy 'mcdonald's world' - and is one of the biggest corporations worldwide, i have never came across people, who are as precious as they are! they always looked out for one another and were all time ready to f*ck up everyone, who messed with their co-workers. i have never experienced a better working-environment since then. 

i am 25 years old and i still love playing sims. while i'm at it i love to watch dr. phil. recently i just spent my whole tip money on expansion packs. i am not even ashamed. but sometimes i have trouble adjusting to the real world after a gaming session. while walking around in the city i get inspired by buildings, which just make me wanna go home and build it. like what are friends, i don't need friends, i just want to build an imaginary fancy ass house. i also get upset about the fact that there is no cheat code in real life for deactivating your primary needs like sleep. i could have been a doctor and a piano prodigy by now man! or f*ckin' motherlode my bank account at least if you know what i'm sayinnnnn'. 

when i was little i dreamed of dying my hair blonde one day, getting fair skin, having blue eyes and a f*cking nose bridge. i hated my asian look. at some point i even got jealous of fellow asian people, whose skin was lighter than mine. then i went through a phase, when i kind of felt okay with how i looked but damned western beauty standards and mainstream media for making my five year old self and a lot of my other asian sisters feeling shitty about the way they looked. 

sex tourism was a huge part of why i struggled with my ethnic look as well. there were times, when i even felt slutty wearing skinny jeans. and i think this needs no further explanation. thank u next. 

i love the praisintheasian movements! and i adore the man, who in my eyes initiated that movement, mr. eddie huang! since fotb came out i stalked him on every platform! and while stalking (lol) i gradually began to understand how i can be okay with being asian and even celebrate being asian. i want to have coffee with this dude and i have so many questions to ask him and so many things i want to tell him! asdflkasjfd!!! but i am 500% sure that if i would ever meet him i would cry, vomit, laugh and then run away. or maybe i would act so creepy that he will put a restraining order on me. so writing down the possible outcomes of meeting eddie huang - maybe let's just not meet my idol then. 

when i'm retired, i'll own a bistro somewhere in indonesia with the best coffee, wine and my favorite food. and i'll give my best to use organic and regional food items and at the same time plan the menu after a zero-waste logic. every monday there will be book club. and every friday there will be local artists performing. i would recruit my staff properly and pay them a respectable wage. my bistro would be kind of a local meeting point. lol how realistic. let a gal dream! (the percentage of that happening is like non-existent. that's why i bought myself the sims 4 expansion pack 'dine out' lmfao)

one of my favorite books of all time is 'woyzeck' by georg büchner. just look it up! i am not worthy of describing this master piece. 

i will always chose hanging out wherever comfortable and chill over going out and partying. one of the main reasons is that most of the people there annoy me. in zurich the consumption of cocaine is insane and i find it annoying, unnecessary and petty. just go home if you're tired man. there is nothing attractive about a cocky ass person, who is high on cocaine! and maybe consider therapy if you need that kind of stuff to feel better about yourself. not really feel like wasting my time and money at those kind of venues. i am too boring for you anyways. srynotsry. 

something that has bothered me for a long time now.... to all those kind of feminists, who get offended by my perfectly winged eyeliner: you missed the point sis. bye 

i never understood how doing things that make yourself feel cute could be offensive to anyone or violate anyone's ideology. just don't look at me then ffs. thx muaaaachhhh. 

i am really bad at lending books from the library. i consider not doing that anymore until the day i'll become rich. from that day on i will hire an assistant, who will keep track of borrowed books. 

every time before my period starts i cry about dumb ass shit. and i am okay with it now. i am trying to keep in mind and actively remember that having my period could be the reason for this monthly emotional outbreak. but an individual still can forget the cause of the outbreak, which leads to a dramatic downward spiral every.single.time. howwwwww biiishhhh

i will not attend school/work/anything if i forget my headphones. i will turn around, go back home and get my fucking headphones. and at times, when the cash is flooooowiiiin' i'll just buy a new pair even they only pair available would cost me 40 bugs. but that is like the highest price i'd pay though lol. (7 lunch menus at my uni thoooo)

if you force me to read something in a car i will vom all over you! 

astrology kind of fascinates me and i am done being embarrassed about it lol. 

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3.22.19

ok hey there? lmfao

its been 2 months,??????? ok?????

so where do i begin, well firstly my relationship with my mom has gotten better and more communicative, still taking baby steps but progress! am i rite! i told her everything shes made me feel since i was young to now because she never gave me the open space to do so growing up bc it was always she was the best parent bc shes better than my dad yadda yadda, so i finally was like Listen... ur both terrible parents and thats literally ok! terrible is a strong word but u know what i mean. but yeah so she actually listened to what i had to say and was receptive so it was cool!!! all i want is a healthy relationship with all of my family and the crazy thing is that once i communicated that to my mom the energy shift just within my entire family and how we communicate has been wild! i talk to my dad more, my grandma has been OFFERING to assist me financially instead of me even having to ask to borrow money, i talked to my step grandma on the phone the other day for the first time in a year and it was so sweet she really is like a best friend who i can go forever without talking to and then pick up where we left off, its cute and nice. idk man im just excited to like have family again, ive always had family but i always felt isolated and like i wasnt truly cared for, and it totally had to do with me doing it to myself for sure but it was because i really believed i wasnt worthy or capable of being loved by them (for many many reasons the biggest being fat lmao) but now that i opened my heart up to recieve it,, its coming to me. its so wild!!! i just really am so excited to see where this all goes honestly.

i still am adjusting to being in a new place, it usually takes me a hot minute to get back into my self care routines and im not beating myself up over it. ill get to it when i get to it. which will be this weekend. for sure. i literally say this every weekend because im off work but then i just wanna do nothing when i have sooooo much i need to do. my old apartment complex never filed my 60 day notice so i got a letter saying i was gonna be evicted for not paying 2 months rent LOL jokes. i still havent dealt with that because im like.... yall can figure it out its ur job... sdjjxjx but yeah! i cant wait to get all my debt paid off, so i really need to apply to some jobs this weekend and i wanna work at whole foods so bad bc they pay really well and i miss being paid well we all deserve it literally just for being human!!! im figuring shit out man and it feels good to just know im getting there one step at a time. maybe ill clean my car out this weekend thats what’ll really make me feel better overall. i also have so many boxes to unpack still but my room here is so small i literally dont have anymore room to unpack MORE shit. i cant find my tarot deck so thats major... need her... gah