#{GLORIA - THREAD}

[rad-roche]

very very funny nick and gloria are in a bi for bi sadomasochistic relationship but are both still 50s brained and completely lack the vocabulary to express that and so both just sort of assume that's just what everybody gets up to and never really talk about it. like hancock asks nick one of his standard jokingly invasive questions about his love life and nick is like well, sure, she beats me with my own cables sometimes, but that's just what you've gotta do as a man in my sort of situation. you make adjustments. and hancock pulls up a chair and sits in it backwards and goes PLEASE continue

[galarglory]

Thinking about Gloria's anger & like how she really is angrier all the time then she let's on. She is constantly angry at the state of the world, at how she is treated by the Board, how people treat each other so cruelly, how Pokemon are treated like tools, how the world itself is treated like it doesn't matter. She is constantly angry but she doesn't want it to show. She tries to bury it down because "causing a scene" with her anger won't do anything. Acting on her anger won't help her or others. She swallows her anger letting it turn to determination to keep fighting and what doesn't turn to determination sits in her. It sits with her, fuming, aging, waiting until it comes out all at once. Whether she means for it to come out or not.

[pastafossa]

i am rewatching modern family for the fifth time (if you haven’t seen it i totally recommend it, it’s such a funny show), and there’s one character Gloria and she’s from Columbia and she often mentions some very weird events from her past. Like she casually says “maybe i should tell them that i have experience on a firing squad”. And i totally see Jane saying something totally crazy about her life with Ciro and Matt, Foggy and Karen are like “…what?”.

I loved Modern Family, YESSSSSSSSSS!

And also... yeah that's the vibe though. 😂 Like between the fact that Jane spent that time with Ciro, 'Damn, this brisket's harder to cut than a tongue', and all the weird shit she's been hired to find, 'Remind me never to hunt down emus again. Australia lost the war for a reason', she ABSOLUTELY has moments with them like this LOL.

[robbiephile]

gloria, wearing a bad outfit: what do you guys think!

sasha: that looks horrible.

barbie: that’s your opinion

sasha: thankfully im correct on all things

[iamnathannah]

Yup, we're back at it with another Glorbie Twitter post inspired by another famous post that got so much attention;

This time, we've got Gloria being a teen activist and Barbie lusting over it, along with our usual Duolingo slander, Sasha just being embarassed by the horniness of her moms, the Mattel CEO tweeting despite his aversion to it after being attacked by She-Ra fans, and even a random celebrity cameo out of nowhere.

As always, the ALT text is here for fun and whimsy (and of course, accessiblity)! Enjoy!

[ourlittlesister2015]

I need to get back to my list of best on-screen chemistry and the men getting humiliated one

[thefvrious]

@chmerical said -> ​❝ i’m good at a lot except for being a parent, it seems. ❞

barbie had only been staying with gloria and sasha for a few short weeks, but they were the best weeks of her whole entire life! she experienced genuine laughter juxtaposed against other emotions she'd have never had the opportunity to feel in barbieland, where everything was perfect. they laughed, cried, sighed, talked, ate junk food, went for joy-rides. it was the life, and she loved living it.

most of all, though, barbie loved seeing the interaction between sasha and gloria. it wasn't perfect by any means, but sasha didn't make it easy. she was a moody teenager whom gloria handled with grace and tenderness. it made barbie's heart ache in her chest, longing for something she'd never had, would never have the chance to have. it was so clear that sasha meant the world to gloria, so to hear the woman be so down on herself about it tore barbara to pieces.

"oh, gloria." she said, leaning in, both hands on the other woman's forearm as her brow furrowed with her growing concern. "you're the best parent i've ever seen!" that didn't account for much, and she realized as soon as she said it, cocking her head to the side with a bashful little laugh. "well, i mean, you make me feel things when i watch you with sasha. wonderful things. don't you know you two are most of the reason i wanted to be here? you're a wonderful mother. she's just being stinky right now."

[menmyth]

The tavern's hearth glows dimly in the early morning dark. Patrons have all but vanished and disappeared to their purchased beds or departed entirely to return to their own homes. It's quiet finally and Uraeth can feel his mind take a breath of relief for once. Though a part of him cannot help but grimace at who he’s become, in his youth he would have been just like them. Bold and brazen, drinking to brighten whatever spirit he carried at the time. Sharing stories of adventures and wicked deeds, but those days had come and passed so swiftly he often doubts if they were ever real. Mug in hand he sips at the warming mead, dark gaze tracing each groove and grain within the wood on the table before he hears a throat clear. Glancing upward he’s met with a set pair of eyes that press into his flesh. Lips roll together as he watches the woman, voice low and rough he eyes her warily. “ Am I holding you up? “ 

@ithilforged liked for a random thing!

[savior-of-humanity]

“This is going to hurt, but it will help you.” (for Leon!)

How long had it been, since he found himself in this place?

Days? Certainly. It was hard to tell the passing of time, but Leon had been certain it'd been over seven days since he wound up in the clutches of the Monarch. But how many weeks had it been beyond that? How many months?

He didn't know. He couldn't know. But he didn't know what was worse; not knowing how long it'd been since he ended up like this... or whether the BSAA was coming to help him at all.

He was a valuable asset to the US government, after all. They wouldn't let someone like him slip away so easily, he knew that without a doubt. But paranoia gnawed at his mind like teeth on bones; were they waiting on his return? Had they even begun to look for him?

Maybe it was the isolation finally getting to him. Or the borderline-torture that the Monarch called experimentation, where slowly - bit by bit - his humanity was shed away. Sometimes literally. The feeling of skin and flesh sloughing off only to reveal near-black chitin beneath... it was enough to give him nightmares, even in the cell he'd been forced to call home now.

But regardless of how long it'd been, regardless of whether anybody was looking for him, one thing was certain; Leon was tired.

No, not tired. Exhausted.

The next time the Monarch entered his cell for another round of tests, Leon did not try to fight him. There was no snapping of mandibles, no slashing of wicked claws, no attempts to drive a stinger-pointed tail straight into his heart. Only a man whose humanity was questionable at this point, slumped in the corner, where the chains kept him bound to the wall.

"Please," came his weary voice, low and quiet and beaten - a stark contrast to how he was when he first came to this place. "Please."

He didn't know what he was even begging for. The sweet release of death? For someone to pull him out of this nightmare? For something he dare not put words to, quietly buzzing at the back of his mind?

@hauntsect

[violentusinpace]

@angellicia

"Che cazzo..? You're still sleeping with him?!" She exclaimed, surprise painted all over her face. She waved a hand towards the bartender to get a shot of vodka, while she had a blood orange mojito sitting beside her Yves Saint Laurent purse. She had inklings of something happening between the two of them lately, but due to their busy lifestyle, she never got the opportunity to actually talk with her long-lost cousin. Now, here they were. "How long has this been going on?" It didn't hurt her that they didn't tell her, it was just the shock she didn't put two and two together.

[mastcrmiind]

@flyaboveitall ; closed starter for gloria && princess edeline

"did you want to take a seat?" gloria spoke as she glanced up at the girl standing nearby in the park, only assuming she might want to sit down "i could use the company, and i don't really mind."

[likesouvenirs]

@ocuradora requested: why don't you come sit with me? there's plenty of room.

melanie looked towards the woman, a silent debate churning in her head. lips twisted as she chewed on the inside of her cheek. she hadn’t visited this joint before - she was almost debating not even going ‘cause she was used to attending bigger public spaces, bigger concerts where she stood the whole time and was lost in a wave of unknowns.

this was different. an indie band with a smaller following.

however, it was part of her homework from her therapist to do things out of her comfort zone. and uncomfortable, she was.

nodding, she grinned. 

“you ever been here before?”

[chris-elkar]

If it wasn't for Leon, she might not have become a vampire at all. He had a theory that Leon had taken Gloria in and liked her so much because he was the one who turned her. But all Chris had to back that up was bad vibes and half a hunch, so he wasn't going to say that out loud. Instead he just tipped his head in acknowledgement and kept his mouth shut about it.

"The fact that they found it before means that they will look into it at some point, now we have a head start. If I find anything promising and we can get someone inside Park's company that would give us a chance to see if they start heading in the right direction and cut them off." He'd answered the same sort of questions before, whenever he told people about his research they either had a reaction like Gloria's or they thought it was interesting. The same thing happened when Viv explain what she was looking at with vampire biology.

"At some point though it's so far in the future and there's so many possibilities that trying to think of absolutely everything that could go wrong just leaves you paralyzed. One of those possibilities is that I'll find absolutely nothing and change projects." He sighed. "I'm in the right place. I can't do 'contracts' for Leon, Teddy's letting me stay away from the bloodier side of clan business, but I can help us understand this all better."

"You don't believe that." Gloria countered evenly. She wouldn't let herself be goaded into sharing any details he wouldn't be able to stomach. The last thing she needed was Chris trying to rescue her. She wasn't being kept against her will, nor was anyone forcing her to do anything she didn't want to do. He would only succeed at getting himself hurt, or worse.

At his suggestion, she gave a small shake of her head, her gaze softening. "I can’t do that. I owe him everything. Whatever you think of Leon… I wouldn’t be standing here if it weren't for him."

Her brows knit together at the mention of some potential future, then smoothed out. "I don't. I never wanted to know. It seemed too much to handle at the time." Everything had seemed like too much to handle at the time, and if Chris was out there chasing ghosts, perhaps he should've opted not to learn about it either. "And what if you can't figure out how to reverse it? What if this time, you’re the one who hands them the blueprints?""

[thefvrious]

@chmerical said -> ❛ we're all stupid. small stupid little humans. it's like our whole deal. ❜

"maybe, but it's not my deal." barbie counters, her arms wrapped around her knees which are pulled up tightly to her chest. she's been doing more of that crying stuff lately, and she's not entirely sure how she feels about it. both gloria and sasha claim it's good for her, that she needs to let it out, but it feels never-ending, and no one told her being a person was so hard.

"i don't want to be stupid... or... or small." she practically wails, blinking wide, impossibly blue eyes up at the other woman which causes more tears to spill down her cheeks. she sucks in a breath that stutters on its way in and feels pathetic. "is it always like this?"

[godblooded]

tag drop for gloria and ken!!

[diabotsis]

"Not quite." Oh, how somber. His eye can't even meet hers. Losing a heart can be such a terrible thing.

He "recovers" quickly, facing her again with the ghost of his former smile. "I can't blame you for your curiosity. I was once curious, as well. If you ever do come across those who claim to speak to Pokemon, be sure you can trust them, won't you?"

What's wrong with a little sowing?

"-- Anyway, I'm sorry for taking up your time! I didn't mean to prattle on."

"Yewr organization?" Gloria repeats clearly lost on what 'organization' he must have been talking about. She doesn't take long to think on it though as the rest of his words take aim at her. She hadn't entirely thought of the downsides of talking to Pokemon. Of facing the suffering they faced daily head on...

It must have hurt both his son and him. He looked almost lost remembering these things. She felt bad for bringing such memories up to him now.

"Oh. Guess Ah hadn't t'ought 'bout dat." The balance between wanting to do good and needing to help oneself. How do you balance that? She always thought simply 'doing good' would be enough. That after you did enough good everything else would fall into place. If one was just good enough...

"Ah'm sorry fer bringin' up bad memories... Is he okay now? Yewr son, Ah mean."