#'thats why she would hate him' robin Loves Herself shut up

[demobatman]

going back to my roots but if i have to read another post talking about how robin and eddie wouldnt be friends/it would be hard for them to be friends im going to scream those two fucking terrorize steve harrington and are gay married. he knows her. from BAND.

[smoothpapertowels]

my stranger things vol. 2 reactions

just thought it would be fun. i’m watching alone so i have to talk to SOMEONE about these emotions.

Episode 8: Papa

- disappointed robin didn’t come thru with the tidbit where she sees nancy’s tapes in her room and saves her from vecna with them (but my fic has that ;))

- eddies music line was hilarious

- enzo was hot asf

- poor joyce having funerals for both her boy and her love. at least they’re both not dead.

- “she missed her dad” waaaah

- the demogorgon absolutely clearing the floors of the prison was hilarious and sick

- how did the open heart surgery demogorgon die from one bullet

- the russian demogorgon lab reveal was GOOD

- eleven lifting up the tank was satisfying

- will just wants to play dnd with mike for the rest of his life.

- will is such a good friend. he’s a good LISTENER

- mike :((

- TENDER EMOTIONAL MUSIC

- OMG THE DRAWING

- are you kidding me. are you fucking kidding me. i’m crying

- WILL IS SO IN LOVE WIYH MIKE. THE GODDAMN HEART. HOLY FUCK

- omg mike is realizing

- NO DONT CRY WILL BABY. gay is different and OK

- noah u are so good at what u do

- OH MY GOD DONT CRY WILL BABY NOOO my little gay heart

- he’s such a good friend. he is helping mike with his relationship even tho he wants to be with him. like wow.

- “i’m not gonna lie to you eleven” bs.

- pls do true owens. not ominous at all

- nancy leaving out her dad…does she not…love him?

- THE SUSPENSE

- what bad skin robin??

- max. ur gonna die

- max bby ur so brave omg

- she’s preparing herself to die and it hurts so bad

- hop is free :)

- EDDIES TIME TO SHINE

- RED. max is now red.

- HELP THE MASK

- eddie motorcycle perchance?

- oh. eddie rv. slightly less cool but funnier

- eddie is abt to CRACK i swear

- BIG BOY?? BIG BOY?? HOLY SHIT

- steve’s bare foot💀

- Team Owens yass!

- steve wants a family😭it’s his babysitting gene

- omg if maxs memory is lucas-

- boy is BRAVE

- PRESUMPTUOUS😭😭

- stop lumax is supreme

- kate bush is also supreme

- is yuri Okay

- VICKIEEE!!

- vickie :((

- amybeth is the loml

- nancy pls beat up jason rn.

- jason is off his rocker!!!

- small woman.

- luv u argyle

- oh sam u are dust. wait who are these dickheads??

- BRENNER U ASSHOLE

- YAS ELEVEN SHE IS THE MOMENT

- she is such a slay rn. open that door girl.

- HOLY SHIT

- YOU MOTHERFUCKER

- KILL HIM GIRL

- GET HIM

- oh this is not good

- eddie! little shield boy!!

- omg eddie’s such a nerd.

- AW DUSTIN. so cute

- aw omg eddie munson heart of gold.

- erica is such a bad bitch

- AW SUPPORTIVE ERICA

- everything is so wholesome for a bit.

- steve trying to comfort robin :(

- not everything has a happy ending. i will cry

- SHE LOOKED OVER AT NANCY??

- robin. robin shut up. no. it will work out.

- they’re just kids man :(

- if robin or steve die i will kms

- tbh i totally forgot that military storyline was happening

- i hate the military btw :)

- california crew to the rescue!!

- YES GIRL CRASH THAT COPTER

- she is such a badass

- that was so cool

- millie has fallen to her knees so many times. get this girl some knee pads.

- she doesn’t even pass out after that? my girl gettin STRONG!

- will in the background of mileven i- (kinda have to laugh)

- will and el :’)

- a speck of redemption for brenner??

- kinda sad that she’s his family but like…why would you treat ur family like that🤨

- stop the music- the mike music :(

- oh shit. el is her OWN! PERSON!!

- GOODBYE PAPA INDEED!!!!

- i heart u and ur music kyle dixon

- who IS gonna die el??

- SEPARATE WAYS YEAHHHHH THIS IS SO GOOD

- also have y’all seen the spotify playlist it looks so cool

- THATS THE END OF THAT ONE??

- i’m so scared for the next one. here we go folks.

[everything-person]

Coming Out to Dinner

A/N: HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Okay so this maybe a little late but in my defense my parents are divorced so I had second Thanksgiving today with my mom. This plot has been in my head for a while and it just felt appropriate to make it a Thanksgiving fic. Hopefully even if you don’t celebrate the holiday you can still enjoy this fic.

Summary: It’s November in Storybrooke Thanksgiving just around the corner. The Swan-Jones family is celebrating in a special way this year. (takes place after season 7)

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“What are we doing for Thanksgiving next week,” Hope asked as munched on a waffle on morning.

Killian looked up at his wife waiting to hear the answer as well. He still didn’t really understand the holiday or why they celebrated it even after all these years living in this realm.

“Well,” Emma said as she chewed on a piece of bacon, “Your grandparents are in charge of cooking. Your grandpa is cooking the turkey. Then grandmas making roasted carrots, greenbean casserole, brussel sprouts, broccoli with cheese, sweet potatoes-”

“What about the mashed potatoes and stuffing?” Hopes face was full of concern over her favorite sides.

“I’m making those,” Emma stated taking another beat of her bacon.

“Grandma’s letting you incharge of not one but two sides?!”

Emma rolled her eyes, “I can boil potatoes, and the stuffing is coming from the box. I can follow instructions.”

Hope eyed her mother, “Okay but where we having it whose all coming?”

Emma swallowed the last bit of her bacon, “I think this year is gonna be smaller then previous ones. Regina said she probably won’t be able to make it this year. I think Henry and Ella are planning on surprising Regina with take out but they maybe over for dessert. Granny is staying open on Thanksgiving so shes busy. Zelena is Zelena. So I think its just gonna be us with your grandparents and uncle.”

“We will be hosting this feast this year,” Hopes father finally spoke up, “and you are free to invite someone if you’d like, love.”

Hope looks as if she about to say something before she decides against it. She bites her lip and turns her attention back onto her breakfast. Her parents gave each other a look before returning to their own food.

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WEEK OF THANKSGIVING

Hope sat on her bed reading the newest book Henry brought over for her when her phone rang. Her face lit up when she saw who was calling her.

“Hello beautiful,” Hope answered.

“Hello to you too gorgeous,” a femmene voice replied.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of receiving your call, milady.”

A giggle came through her phone that warmed Hopes heart. “I just wanted to call and see what you were up to.”

“I’m just hanging out in my room. Henry brought over a new book for me.”

“Oh I’m sorry if I’m disturbing you from your reading.”

“Not at all. I’m sure it’s a fine book but I’d rather be talking to you.” 

“Well aren’t you one smooth talker. I bet you can do more than just talk with that silver tongue of yours.”

Hope starts choking on her own spit. 

Laughter once again rings her ears, “I’m only teasing. Your so cute when you get flustered.”

Hope clears her throat trying to regain her composure, though her cheeks still felt warm. “So uh what are you doing for Thanksgiving?”

“If this is your way of asking me to Thanksgiving dinner with your family, I accept.”

“No. I was-”

“I don’t think my family are dong anything they might be going to Grannies.”

“But I-”

 “Don’t get me wrong I love Grannys. But it’s Thanksgiving your suppose to have a home cooked meal. Plus being able to finally meet-”

“I’M NOT INVITING YOU TO DINNER,” Hope all but yelled.

The silence that followed was deafening. Hope realizing what she did covered her mouth wishing she could take it back. 

“Oh.”

Taking her hand away from her mouth Hope spoke, “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell and I didn’t mean for it to sound like that. I would love for you to come over-”

“It’s okay. I get if its a just the family thing.”

“No its not- Its not that.”

“Okay so what is it?”

Hope squeezed her eyes shut as she prepared to say this next part, “I haven’t told my parents.”

“You haven’t told your parents what?”

“About us. That I have a girlfriend.”

“... Are you embarrassed by me?”

“No! No. This has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me.” 

“I’m not following.”

The tears Hope was holding in began to fall, “I’m-I’m scared. I don’t know how they will react or-or if they will even accept me. I don’t want to hide you or our relationship but I also don’t want my parents to hate me.”

“Aww babe.”

Hope began crying more as panic set in, “What if they tell me I can’t see you anymore? Or-or they make me go to therapy? Or they kick me out?”

“Baby you don’t really think they would kick you out, do you?”

“I don’t know,” Hope sniffled, “My dad is over 300 years old so he’s really old fashioned. My mom doesn’t talk about stuff so I have no idea what my mom thinks. Trust me, there have been so many times I have almost told them. So many times I have wanted to tell them about my beautiful funny girlfriend but I’m so scared.”

“Hey hey its okay. I get it. Tell them when you feel comfortable and safe to. okay? I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

Hope wiped her nose before replying with a soft “okay.”

“So... I’m your beautiful funny girlfriend am I?”

The conversation turned back to light teasing. Both females blissfully unaware of the figure moving away from the door and heading back downstairs.

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THANKSGIVING

After a relaxing morning sipping on hot chocolate with cinnamon and watching the parade the Swan-Jones family split up. Emma getting the kitchen ready to be cooked in, Killian setting the table and Hope upstairs to change for dinner and wait for her grandparents and uncle to arrive. 

“Hope!” 

Hope her her father call for her from downstairs. 

“Come down, love. Guests should be here any minute.”

Hope marches downstairs and heads to the kitchen to see if there’s anything she can help with. Thats when the table caught her eye. Her brows furrowed as she counted the place settings.

“I thought just grandma, grandpa and uncle Neil were coming over. Why are there so many plates?”

Just then the doorbell rang. Hope turned her head and watched as her father opened the door greeting their new arrivals.

“Lady Ruby. Lady Dorothy thank you for joining us today. Happy Thanksgiving.”

“Happy Thanksgiving Captain. Thank you for for inviting us.”

Hope quirked up an eyebrow, “Aunt Ruby?”

Ruby turned, her polite smile turning into a shit eating grin, “There’s my favorite lemur.”

Ruby quickly approached her niece wrapping her arms around her in a big hug. “It feels like forever since I’ve seen you. One of these day we are gonna go out just you and me.”

“What are you doing here? I thought Grannys was staying open.”

“Oh it is. Granny said she and the rest of the staff could handle it.”

“Ahem.”

Ruby finally released her niece stepping away so Hope could see the dark haired woman standing just a step behind her aunt. 

“OH sorry babe. Hope I don’t think you two have met. This is Dorothy my signifcant other.”

Hopes eyes blown wide, she’s so in shock she nearly misses when Dorothy extends a hand to her. 

“It’s nice to finally meet you Hope.”

Hope shakes herself out of it to grab the offered hand and shake it. 

“Um yeah you too. So how long have you two been together?” she asks hesittantly.

“Um I think maybe a year or two before you were born.”

“WHAT?! How am I only hearing about this now?”

Ruby chuckles before offering an explanation, “Well unlike your parents or grandparents we don’t feel the need to be together all the time. Or to talk about our relationship. Dorothy is also very busy being in charge of the OZ section of Storybrooke and the munchkins that live there.”

Hope was at a lost for words, thankfully she didn’t need them as the couple excused themselves to go say hello to her mother. Not long after that her grandparents and uncle. Soon the house smelled of food and light chatter. 

The door bell rang and a curious Hope answered. She opened the door to find two men standing now their porch. One had brown hair with green eyes and clean shaven, the other had brown eye with salt and pepper hair with matching beard. “Um, hi. Can I help you?”

“Sorry to disturb you. Does Captain Hook live here by any chance?” asked the bearded one.

Hope eyed the men before turning her head and calling for her father. When he saw who was at the door he greeted the men with a smile. “James! Thomas! Glad to see you two could make it. Come in please.”

Killian opened the door wider allowing the men to step through, closing the door behind them one they entered. Killian wrapped an arm around his daughter before introducing everyone.

“Hope I’d like you to meet some of my old crew mates.”

“Hi.” Hope gave both of them a small wave.

“This here is James,” he introduced the bearded man.

“Its a pleasure to meet you, Hope.”

Hope nodded giving him a polite smile.

“And this,” her father gestured to the clean shaven man, “is his partner Thomas.”

“Husband actually. After all these years we finally got hitched.”

“Well congrats gents. That’s marvelous. Come on let me get you both a drink and introduce you to everyone.” Killian droopped a kiss to his daughters hea before unwrapped his arm from around her leading the couple further into the house. Leaving Hope standing their stuck in her own head. 

Two hours later the food is almost ready and everyone is starting to gather around the table when the door bell rings again.

“I got it,” Emma called. She came back a minute later with Alice and Robin in tow. “Look what the cat dragged in everyone.”

A chorus of greetings followed.

“Hi everyone. Sorry if we are late but we brought chocolate covered strawberries.”

“No worries at all foods almost done so take a seat,” Emma waved away their apology, taking the plate and placing it in the fridge to save for later.

“And don’t worry Alice. We are making a plate for your father so you can take to him. Robin we can make one for you mother too if you’d like,” David offered.

“Thank you,” Alice smiled.

“Yeah thanks. I think she would appreciate a little plate.” Robin replied.

As everyone settled at the table, Snow and David began to fill it with all the sides and dishes that were created. Hope took a moment to look around the table to all their guests. Seeing all the friendly faces, and feeling the warm atmosphere, in that instance she made up her mind. 

Turning to her mother she asked, “Can I barrow the car?” Not bothering to wait for an answer as she put on her shoes and jacket.

Emma raised an eyebrow at her daughter. “And where are you going?”

“Theres someone missing,” She said as she closed the door behing her.

Twenty minutes later Hope is back but this time she is holding hands with a dark skinned girl. 

“Mom. Dad. Everyone, this is Celine. My girlfriend.” Her voice trembled slighty when she spoke.

Squeezing Hopes hand in what she hoped was a comfortng way, Celine smiled and waved at evryone. “Hello. Its a pleasure to be here.”

The small silence was broken by the sound of Killian pushing his chair back. He approached the young girls stoping in front of them. He offered a gentle smile before reaching forward. “Thank you for joining us Celine. Its an honor to meet you.”

Hope let out  a breath she wasn’t aware she was holding in, one lone tear escaped the corner of her eye sliding down her cheek. 

“Please come sit we were just about to begin dinner.”

Dinner went on smoothly. Filled with friendly chatter and compliments of the wonderful food. After dinner Henry, Ella, and Lucy all made an appearance for games then dessert. After dessert people started to had home. When it was down to just her grandparents and uncle left, who always stay to help clean up, Hope approached her mother from behind. Wrapping her arms around her in a hug, Hope whispered a ‘thank you’ inot her mothers shoulder.

“You have nothing to thank me for. You should talk to your dad though. He was the one who insisted we invite evryone.” Emma dried off her hands before turning around and returning the hug.

“I don’t care who you date. As long as they treat you well and you are happy. No matter what you will always be my daughter and I will always love you.”

Once they let go Hope went to find her father which didnt take long. She found him sitting on the front step enjoying the calm night. She sat down next to him leaning against his arm and laying her head on his shoulder.

“How did you know?”

“I heard you on the talking phone earlier this week. I thought it best to show you evrything was alright then to tell you.” Killian looked at his daughter, “I am a 300 year old pirate there isn’t anything I haven’t seen before. I fought to hard for my happy ending to judge others on their own.”

Hope nodded understanding what her dad was trying to say.She cuddled into her father more whispering ‘I love you dad,’ into his neck. 

Killian kissed the top of her head, “I love you too love. And nothing you do will ever change that.”

[thewritingstar]

ButchxBubbles friendship???

Thanks for the request :)

The thought of Butch and Bubbles having a spa night? Yes please. Im not really good at writing friendship fluff fics so i hope this is ok. I really like the idea of their friendship dynamic and maybe I’ll elaborate more on it. Plus I wrote this at like 1 am so yeah. 

Enjoy. :) Request and asks always open

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Bubbles finished bringing all her products from the bathroom to her bedroom. She had everything ready for her spa treatment as her sisters were off on some over night history field trip for their class. Of course she wasn’t in that class so she was left by herself and the professor was out of town for a couple of days. 

She had quite the collection of things to do and wished someone was here to do it with her. She could call Robin but she knew she had gone to her cousins house and her other friends lived a few miles away. Boomer had even gone on the trip but was sending her photos every ten minutes. 

“Guess its just us tonight.” She looked to Octi who just stared at her with his button eye. 

A sound came from behind and she turned to see something hitting her window. She got closer and saw that a figure was there. She threw open the window and looked outside. Her eyes widening slightly as she saw who was hovering. 

“Butch?” She said questionably and he gave her a small wave. 

“Sup Blondie.” He smirked. 

Her signature giggle echoed. “What are you doing here?”

“Well since every one is gone on that stupid trip, I thought why not see what you’re up to” He shrugged. 

“Are you sure?” She looked behind her at the set up she had. “I don’t think my plans is something you would be up for.” 

He flew past her and she closed the window. “Don’t care, I am bored.” He took a spot on the floor in front of the blanket that was laid out and coated with products upon products. 

Bubbles walked over and sat on the other side looking at all the products. “I was just going to do a spa night time or what I like to call Bubbles Time.” She sighed. 

He shifted a little. “I can leave if you want, I just thought-”

“No!” She held up her hands and shook her head. “No you don’t have to go. My sisters don’t ever participate so its nice having someone here, even if you don’t wanna be pampered.” 

Butch picked up a bottle while Bubbles fasten her hair into two cute space buns. He popped open the cap and took a sniff. Coconut and pineapple filled his nose and he could tell Bubbles wasn’t as bubbly as usual. He didn’t want to slap the shit on his face but knowing that not even Blossom wanted to do this with her, he thought why not. 

“Im game. Whats first?” He asked.

She looked up at him with a blank stare. “Really?” Her face slightly turned almost like a cute puppy dog. 

“Sure why not. Your skin is probably hella smooth and its not like this shit is gonna hurt.” 

Her smile was blinding as nodded. She let out a high pitched squeal and soon her was pulled into a hug. “Thank you Butch! Thank you! Not even Boomie would do this with me, fucking meanie.” he whispered the last part and he was let go from the bone crushing hug. 

“Nah fuck Boomie.” he slightly cringed at the nickname but now he had blackmail against his baby bro. “This is Bubbs and Butch time.” 

She clapped her hands together and began preparing.

--

“So now this will open your pores and get the rest of all that dirt. Geez your pores are huge.” Bubbles said as she popped open the toner and spread it on the cotton pad.

“Rude.” Butch said but took the soaked cotton from her. He watched her apply it to her skin and copied her motions while looking in the mirror. His hair was pushed away from his face with a light purple hairband that had cat ears on it. “This shit kinda burns.”

“Don’t be a pussy.” 

“Damn Bubbs didn’t know you cussed often.” He held out his hand to accept the moisturizer from her. “Kinda bad ass.” 

She laughed at this. “Oh Blossy doesn’t like it and of course BC does. After all I am hard core.” She playfully shrugged. 

---

“And then she fucking blew me off to hang out with Mitch, can you believe that!” Butch complained. 

“I hate when she does that, always forgetting plans.” Bubbles sighed as she filed his nails and blew off the dust. 

He looked at his other hand examining the clean nails. “You don’t think I have to worry about him right?” 

She leaned over to look through her massive collection of nail polishes and pick a base coat and a dark green color and a pure black one. “Butch honey, he gay.” 

“I knew that.” He said quickly. He looked at the polish. “What about just clear?”

Bubbles looked at him and raised her brows. “You know its really punk and cool for guys to paint their nails, plus Buttercup thinks its hot but you didn’t here it from me.” She wagged her eyebrows and dangled the bottle in front of him. 

He snatched the black and shook it. “Paint me up Sugar.” 

--

“Aww I wish Boomie did something like that for me.” Bubbles cooed at the screen. 

“Sugar, they are just sitting on a gold course throwing grapes at each other.” He pointed out and she hit him with a pillow. “Watch the nails.” He lifted his hands. 

“I know its simple but Troy and Gabrielle are cute and hey, I’m a sucker for cute romance.” He was sure her eyes were full of stars at this point.  “Look they are dancing in the water!”

“How many times have you seen this?” 

“Twenty seven.” The oven in the kitchen dinged and she got up. “Cookies are done. You want milk too?”

“Hell ya.” 

She got up and walked away and he took out his phone. There was a message from Buttercup. 

Spice Babe: is she torturing you?

He held his phone up to snap a selfie of his cat ear hair band. 

Me: Nope but i look hot af now. Good luck keeping your paws off me. 

Spice Babe: lol sure btw this shit blows, be thankful youre not here

Me: sucks 2 be you but i got fresh cookies from bubbs

Spice Babe: Lucky bastard

The plate of cookies was set in front of him and he clicked his phone away as she paused the movie. 

“Buttercup having fun?”

“Nope but thats not my problem.” He grinned. “ So whats next?” he asked almost a bit too excitedly.  

Bubbles covered her mouth to finish chewing. “Well its getting late and I was gonna do a face mask and build a pillow fort.”

“oh.” He realized that it meant he should probably go. 

“Do you wanna make pillow forts and have a pillow fight? Oh and a sleep over!”

His eyes widened with a giant grin. “Fuck Yeah!” 

--

His neck almost popped as the pillow was slammed into his face and he had never seen the vicious look on her face before. Even with temporary tattoos and a sparkly face mask that smelt like berries, his was pink and strawberry scent, she was still scary. 

“Prepare to die!” She shouted as she raised a pillow over her head. 

“Oh shit.” He ducked and shot one back at her, hitting her in the stomach making her grunt. Her elbow knocked on the table and they watched as the homemade smoothies shook and almost spilled. 

Their eyes met and they busted out laughing before setting the pillows down. 

“Lets wash these off and then call it a night?” She said and he followed her to the bathroom. His feet were now inside bunny slippers that were a tad to small a she was rocking matching dog ones. 

He let out a yawn as she handed him a towel to dry his face and before long, they had shut off the lights and got into their pillow forts that were facing each other. 

“Thanks for hanging out with me. It means a lot.” She said and he looked at the ceiling. 

“I had fun. You’re pretty cool Sugar.” 

“I’m glad someone thinks so.” 

“Whats that mean?” He asked and he heard a small sigh. 

She held onto Octi and even though she couldn’t see his face, she knew he had a frown on. 

“Most people just think of me as the cute girl, which is true but im more than that. Sometimes even kicking a monsters ass doesn’t prove that I am strong and mighty.”

“Listen I know for a fact you are cool and strong. I got my ass handed to me by you once or twice in our child hood. Most people think im just some meat head who can punch.” 

“I don’t think that.” She said and he believed her. “I think you are really talented at sports and just like to punch, nothing wrong with that. But you are also kind and sweet and I see how you make Buttercup feel and some meat head couldn’t do that.” 

He smirked to himself. “Thanks Bubbles.” 

“Any time.”

A comfortable silence filled the room before he spoke up. “I really appreciate how much you care about Boomer. Its hard growing up without any form of love and every time he comes home, his smile is real and I know its because of you.”

Bubbles hugged Octi closer as a blush formed on her face after she sent Boomer a good night text. “He just makes me really happy.” 

“Thats good. But I am gonna kick his ass for not taking you on cute dates because my homie deserves is.” 

“Omg Butch are we bffs?”

“For sure.” And their shared laughter faded off as sleep took over.  

--

The morning came fast and the pair quickly cleaned everything up before homemade pancakes were eaten. 

“This shit is amazing Bubbs.” Butch finished his plate. 

“Aww thanks. Oh looks like everyone should be back in an hour.” 

He stood and took the plate to the sink. “Well I’ll get going because I don’t need Blossom on my ass about any of this.” 

“I can handle her don’t worry.” She winked and soon she was alone finishing up her pancakes with a smile.

--

The front door opened and Brick and Boomer came walking in. Brick slammed his body on the couch and went straight to sleep while Boomer went to the kitchen where Butch was making a grilled cheese. 

“I can’t believe you had a sleep over with my girlfriend.”

“Hi to you too. And chill we are just besties.” He winked. “Kinda lame that you never do any of this stuff with her.” He picked up the finished meal and bit into it before shaking his head at him. “Ya know, shes pretty cool and all she wants is to pamper and watch high school musical.”

“But you hate those things.” 

Butch shrugged. “Yeah but my new bestie doesn’t and I support queens.” 

Boomer gave him a weird look. “What did she do to you?”

He flipped him off, showing off his nails. “By the way she wants cuter dates. If you are going to simp then do it right Boomie.” He mocked before grabbing his plate. “Now if you’ll excuse me, Sugar and I are going to the mall fuck face.” 

Boomer frowned as he took all the food. “Hey don’t call her that!” 

“See ya later simp.” 

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hope you liked :) 

[a-baleful-howl]

Let's talk about Sansa and Littlefinger

Im rewatching season 1-6 slowly lately, and Ive just finished S4.

Ok, I wanna talk about Sansa and Littlefinger. A lot of people confuse this story line or flat out twist it to fit their “I hate Sansa” narrative. The scenes are there, so lets go through them.

I think LF has always given Sansa the creeps. The first thing he ever says to her is a creepy, gory story about The Hound and The Mountain. She looks frightened, and LF looks so goddamn pleased to have freaked her out. He wanted her to feel scared. Paraphrasing - “Don’t tell anyone I just told you that or you’ll be a dead little girl.”

Is this him starting to groom her to keep secrets? To listen to him? To desensitize her to horrible acts?

While shes stuck as a hostage in KL, LF offers her a way out. Going with him on his boat. Their conversation is off screen so we don’t know what was said or how Sansa reacted. She has to politefully let him down later when she decides to marry Loras instead. Petyr knows about the marriage plot, and he *punishes her* for choosing someone else over him.

Think about it - Sansa has two options: go on a ship out of KL with Petyr, who she barely knows and gives her the creeps, or marry Loras, who is the handsome knight shes always dreamed of but means she cant go back home right away. She chooses marriage over Petyr. And it angers him, because its not what he wants, and he punishes her by ruining her plan.

He sets it up to make sure she *regrets* not going with him. When she hears shes to marry Tyrion, she cries and watches Petyr leave, regretting turning him down and watching her chance for escape float away.

When she flees The Purple Wedding, she doesn’t know where shes going. She just knows that this once-a-knight wants to help her because she saved his life. When someone you think “owes you” offers you safety and a chance to escape - you take it. Especially after you have seen chance after chance slip through your fingers because you made the wrong choices. She wasn’t about to let another chance slip through her fingers. So she went with him - not even knowing what was on the other side.

When she finally sees who was behind her escape, shes confused - not elated. And the very first thing LF does when shes on his boat is KILL Dontos right in front of her. And shes horrified. Shes seen death dozens of times, and she still screams.

Not only did this once-a-knight trick her and betray her *for money*, not loyalty, shes see what kind of person LF is. Petyrs very first act is one to cement in Sansa’s mind that he would lie to and kill anyone he pleases if it benefitted him. This is NOT a man she would “admire”. This is an act of intimidation and control.

So I want to make a few points here before continuing. 1 - Sansa has never fully trusted LF. 2 - Sansa didn’t even know she was going with LF when she escaped with Dontos. 3 - LF *does not* have her best interest at heart and doesn’t even try to hide his ruthlessness anymore.

Petyr full on *framed* Sansa for Joffreys murder. This was premeditated and fully zoned in on Sansa after she turned down his first offer at escaping. He has her now only by intimidation, manipulation and blackmail. She cant go anywhere else or with anyone else because LF has all the cards. If she were to go back to KL, she would die. Everyone in Westeros is looking for her. Her husband is on trial about to die. And no one would believe she was innocent.

Sansa is no less a hostage than when Arya is passed between hands, all hoping to get a reward for bringing her home or to relatives. Shes not with him by choice, unless her choice is “whelp, if I go anywhere else I’ll surely die. Might as well sit here and wait this out.”

Her discussions with Petyr are very guarded. She asks questions, tries to find answers. And when she asks him what he wants, theres always this little unspoken question behind her tone. All her life shes heard about raping and danger, been told shes so beautiful every man would love to have her, Joffrey threatened to rape her, she was nearly raped by peasants in KL… She is wary of LF true intentions. Surely, this older man who owns a brothel, wants *her*. He doesn’t even deny this.

She has lots of time to think about her situation, and think about Petyrs answers to her questions. Shes becoming more observant just to survive.

I think Sansa genuinely thought she was going to be safe and happy in The Vale. She had her mothers sister, she was in an impenetrable tower, she didn’t have to lie and hide anymore…she was really happy and felt safe for the first time in a long time. It looked like Petyr *really had* done her a huge favor. He saved her from KL. She must have been a fool to doubt him.

Until she realized “yo this bitch cray”. And then Petyr pretty much confessing his love/lust for Sansa.

Important lines here, me thinks. “What do we do to those who hurt the ones we love?” This would sound so lovely to hear after your entire family is murdered and you’ve been held captive and tortured. It sounds like he’s on her side. He will protect her. His loyalty is just because he loved her mother. Aw, thats so sweet. And refreshing to hear after years of being in KL having to say her father was a traitor.

When in reality, Petyrs responsible for her fathers death, for her misery, framing her for murder and conspiring against her family. He definitely has not protected the one he loves, or even protected Catelyn. Ever see a tear shed for Catelyns death? Nope. Not a one. This line is utter horse shit said only to make Sansa trust him more. Even if he *believes* he means it - its so so so not true and he’s deluding himself.

“You’re more beautiful than she ever was.” Is basically LFs way of saying “I love you”. Because he values pretty things, the finest things. He confesses his love/lust for her here. No doubt. Whats odd is that Sansa kind of *returns* his kiss for a moment before she pulls away. Whether this was a mistake by Sophie or actually meant to happen, I don’t know. He says he wants to protect her because he loved her mother, basically says he loves/wants her and then takes a kiss. Sansa thinks he pretty much just laid all of his cards on the table. She finally knows what he wants and why.

The “what do we do to those who hurt the ones we love line” IS KEY to what happens next. When Petyr kills Lysa, Sansa thinks its because Lysa was threatening Sansa’s life. She thinks Petyr is protecting her because he loves her. To a girl, this is also a form of power. “he’ll never hurt me, because he loves me.” or “he only did it because he loves me so much.” When in reality, Petyr was probably planning on killing Lysa the entire time.

Actually, he only agreed to marry Lysa ASAP when she started spouting off about how she killed Jon Arryn for him. She started talking and Petyr was like “oh this bitch is going to blab everything to everyone if I dont shut her up soon” so he marries her ASAP to confirm his claim on The Vale and to get rid of her before she opens her crazy mouth again. Her threatening Sansa was only icing on the cake to make Sansa more indebted to him.

People always yell about why she lied for LF at the trial. Why didn’t she just tell the whole story and stay with these people who loved her father in The Vale?

So why does Sansa lie to save LF? Because she thinks she owes him one. He just saved her life, so she will save his. And maybe she is started to return his feelings - maybe she thinks she can use his lust for her against him, too. Theres nothing for her in The Vale anymore - no more family except gross little Robin, no more friends, no real reason to stay. Sansa wants to continue down the path LF has started. She wants to go home. She wants revenge against those who hurt her family - and she likes what LF is cooking.

She thinks shes on to him. This scene plainly lays it out. She doesn’t trust strangers - and why should she after all shes been through? - and she thinks she knows what Petyr really wants. He wants her, he loves her. So he would NEVER hurt her, and only protect her. Shes making a bet against his feelings for her. Love is the death of duty, and men die protecting the ones they love. Staying with a rich and powerful Lord who is hopelessly in love with you is actually not a bad idea. Shes been fully manipulated at this point.

And Petyrs last words “Do you?” plant a HUGE seed of doubt. She was sure he wanted her - but oh shit, what if shes wrong? Shes already saved him, theres no turning back now.

IMHO, this isnt where Sansa starts playing the game, like many think. Sansa started playing the game when KotV rode in on BotB.

Petyrs creepy boner is now only raging after she lied to save him and went with him out of The Vale. He’s more brave about taking kisses and speaking openly. He has her under his thumb completely. But she still never fully trusts him. She notices when he hides letters. She questions him when it looks like he’s ready to leave at a moments notice. She freaks out when it finally dawns on her that LF is marrying her to Ramsay. But… LF loves her, right? He would never intentionally put her in danger. He must have a plan. So she actually trusts him and married Ramsay.

When Petyr mentions that he was a penniless boy from nowhere amongst kings and lords - she smiles. Because Petyr started from nothing and has built himself up to a rich man in KL. This is another line told to Sansa to reinforce this idea that Petyr knows what hes doing. Hes smarter than her, more powerful and more cunning. And if he did it for himself, he can help her do it, too. With his help he can take her from a traitors daughter with no name or family to a powerful lady just like him.

Petyr promises her its only temporary, and he will return soon and Stannis will save her and soon she will be Wardeness of the North and have her home back to herself. Notice how she doesn’t smile at the idea of being Wardeness - she actually seems fearful of it. She doesn’t want to be Wardeness - its almost like shes about to say “I cant”. People think Sansa wants power and to be Queen. This reaction to Petyr telling her to be Wardeness says the exact opposite - it wasn’t on her mind and she doesn’t want it. Petyr plants that seed - Petyr wants it for her. Not the other way around.

Then, LF leaves her to Ramsay and fucks off. She escapes because its way WAY worse than she could have imagined. Stannis failed - how stupid was she for listening to LF - and Petyr is nowhere to be found.

When LF shows up in Moles Town to offer her KotV she is fully and completely enraged with him. She is angry that she trusted him. She sees him now for what he is - a liar and only out for himself. He hurt he. He must not truly love her. She was wrong to trust him.

And Ive spoken a lot about WHY Sansa goes to him for aid for BotB and, frankly, I dont have enough space or time to explain why here. Lets just say, Petyr is that toxic boyfriend you run back to when times get tough because you know them. It wasnt because she didnt trust Jon and she did trust LF - it was because she didnt trust FATE and she took her safety and Jons safety into her own hands since no one listened to her.

So, remember when Sansa said “I know what you want” to LF after the trial and LF made her doubt it? Everything he did since made her doubt it. Now, directly mirror it with this scene.

“You know what I want”

“I was wrong.”

“No. You weren’t.”

Maybe we’ll see Sansa use Petyr’s affection toward her even more so in Season 7. I sure hope so.

[meetmeatmidnightsblog]

Chapter 1 I don't own any of the characters that are going to be used in this story. All publishing rights go to the writers and creators of once upon a time. " a love that is pure never dies even after it fades into oblivion." On a bitterly cold evening the evil queen finds herself walking up and down main street as her mind drifts in and out of consciousness. It flashes her eyes with memories that she once shared with Robin Hood. she had long forgotten about the past that they once made but never acted upon many life times ago. Her eyes fluttered frantically for what felt like an eternity as they slowly opened up and regained their focus. A shadowed figure drifted close to her as she formed a fireball in the palm of her hands, shouts "reveal yourself." Robin shoved the black hood down. He looked up and saw the evil queen with a ball of fire in her hand. He surrendered his hands out in front of him, begged " please don't kill me." The Queen looked at this pathetic peasant with her jet black eyes, snarled "I don't show mercy to those who threaten me." Robin was left completely defenseless against the Evil Queen as he stood there like a helpless child. He did not exactly have too many options accept to give her exactly what she wanted. He shut his eyes and waited for the burst of flames to consume his Queen threw the ball of fire at the hooded figure staring back at her. She waited for ear piercing screams to come out...as nothing escaped out. she felt the back of her hairs tingle across her neck. She arched her body forward, hissed "i'm not afraid of you. So stop hiding behind the hood and face me." Robin never cared much for this side of the woman he loved with every fiber of his being. This version was consumed by darkness and vengeance. He was forced to remind himself that this was not the Regina that he knew and loved. This was the deepest and darkest part of the same woman that saved his son from a flying monkey, terrorized snow white and her prince for all eternity. He knew that reason and pleading with the queen would not go well. He decided to confront the very woman that destroyed his village, murdered his wife along with a dozen of other innocent people" must you do this the hard way you're majesty. We both know that you know who I am, but if you cant figure it out by now, then you clearly are not the woman I fell in love with." he growled. The Evil Queen took her fireball out. Took one step further and saw the very same man that she once knew and loved. She stood very still trying to think of something to say to the thief but nothing came out of her mouth.Since Robin was a former thief it gave him the upper hand and experience to sneak up on anyone swiftly and silently. He was quite surprised to leave the great and terrible evil queen stunned. He enjoyed the fact that no matter how much her majesty hated him there was still apart of her that still cared for him. " There is the queen that I remember. I'm sorry that I snapped at you earlier, but it was the only way to get you to simmer down before you burnt this entire town to the ground." he remarked. The Evil Queen gazed into those dazzling baby blue eyes of his as she blew out the ball of fire in her hand. She felt his warmth radiate off his body, saw the same appealing smile that used to make her go weak in the knees. She remembered the way that gravity pulled the two of them together no matter how hard they tried to resist it. There were a countless number of times when she fell hopelessly and passionately in love with him, but her was not the one that he chose to be with. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to kill you. I thought that you where the hooded-figure from Emma's vision." she gushed. "Well don't worry your majesty, I am not nearly as deadly as you are, but thank you for clearly up a few things for me." He teased. " Not a problem Robin, Oh if you're looking for Regina my guess is that she is either at home with our son, or spending at evening at grannies with the charming clan." She mentions to him, as she anxiously twirls her finger through her hair. " are you sure you're feeling alright your majesty?." he asked. "I'm healthy as a horse." she replied. " well the color of your skin says otherwise." he huffed. Robin knew damn well that the Queen was lying straight to his face. He hid his disappointing look from her quite well. He waits for her to come up with some over dramatic resonance that would drop the entire conversation all together. "we'll I'm fine, really I am. Besides I should get going before someone spots me and reports me to the sheriff." she tells him. "we'll then it was nice to see you again. If you ever need anything you know where to find me. " he told her. "don't count on my promises. They never last more than words do. But I really should be on my way. Just make sure when you see Regina that you handle it with care. We both have suffered through a lot over these past couple of months. I'd hate to watch her fall apart after how hard she has fought to keep herself together." she answered. "thank you for keeping an eye on her when I couldn't be there." he uttered. " no need to thank me for it." she chirped. "I know that you have always believed to be the evil queen, but deep down inside there is good in You just have to be willing to surrender your walls in order to see it." he reassured her. Those soft spoken words that came out of his mouth hit the evil queen soft spot as her wide-eyed gaze fixed upon him for a few more minutes. The soulless whole inside her chest opened up a compartment that allowed her to feel compassion for a split second. Robin knew that the Queen was not an easy woman to love. But not impossible to accept when she's willing to be open and completely vulnerable with him. He could still pinpoint every one of his favorite features that are hidden underneath layers of darkness. He was still connected to every part of her despite there shortcoming. Maybe with a little bit of time he could get her to open up again, spare her soul before it's completely destroyed. One thing that Regina taught him is that everyone deserves a second chance, that you're future is not written by your past, that everyone has the capability to change. The Queen is not exactly fond of love let alone distractions. She flashes herself out before she got caught up in this cheesy melodrama. She walked up the front steps, left herself into the cabin. A flash of bright lights turned on as Zelena sat upright, asked " so sister dear care to tell me where you have been?." "" I was just outside getting some fresh air that's all sis, now calm down before that green skin of your creeps up." The Queen addressed to Zelena as she rolled her eyes ever so slightly. "No need to worry about my wicked ways you're majesty, after all I am just trying to look after my little sister. " Zelena claimed. " I don't need a babysitter." The Queen sassed, she puts her hands directly over her hips."Clearly you do because everyone in this town wants you dead. But since I feel like being the better person I have decided to be your temporary body guard. We don't need anymore repeats from the last several misguided mistakes that you have made." Zelena reminded the Queen. She scans her down with her emerald green eyes. " Now why should I trust you with my own life?. Since when did you care about one else besides yourself?." The Queen asked." Let's just say that I have had a change of heart." Zelena stated. " no one can change that easily. I know that from personal experience sis. I gladly appreciate your efforts but I think that I'm old enough to look after myself." The evil queen confirmed."You're staying at my house sis, it's time you followed my rules." Zelena commanded. " You don't get to tell me what to do sis." The Queen growled deeply." I believe I just did your majesty." Zelena barked. The Queen was not about to let this witch give her another headache for herself loathing demands. She disappeared into a thick cloud of purple smoke; hid behind a tree just outside of Regina house. She spotted there thief making his way down the street, up to the front waited on the stoop for Regina to open up the door and fall into his arms. He pictured this moment in the back of his mind for a very long time. The anticipation of his excitement kept him on the edge of his feet. He paced around and around until someone opened up the door.

[ladypenpen]

HK

god i hate everything about this but hey bro thats what first drafts are for

Robin liked flowers. The blossoms coming in all sorts of shapes and sizes and colors- blooming again and again each spring and summer to triumph over the frigid winter. There was a kinship there. She had fought and struggled for her place in this garden among the Shepards and after a brutal campaign and despair and trials they had grown into something truly magnificent.

Robin had always liked flowers. She never imagined they’d take root inside.

The first time the petals fell was the day of her best friends’ wedding.

Robin had left Sumia in the care of Cordelia after doing her best to sooth the frantic bride. Sumia was certain she was going to fall face first on her way up the isle and, while Robin assured her she would be a picture perfect bride, she also gave Sumia a few mental exercises to hopefully keep her focused and alert enough to manage the short journey. 

“Robin, what’ll I do? I don’t want to mess this up! Not in front of everyone- Chrom will be so embarrassed- what if he calls it of! I can’t do this-” Robin finished re-pinning a section of Sumia’s wayward curls and sat her down at the vanity. Cordelia took her place at Sumia’s side, pinning more sections up in an elaborate twist and setting small jeweled combs in it.

“You’ll be fine,” Robin assured as she stepped toward the door. “If you start worrying just look at Chrom- he’s guaranteed to be grinning like a dope the while time. You’ll instantly feel better.” Sumia stopped fretting long enough to catch Robin’s eye in the vanity mirror.

“R-really? You think so?” Robin’s exasperated expression softened and she nodded.

“Are you kidding? I bet he’s pacing a bald patch in the carpet. He’s crazy about you.” Sumia’s clenched hands relaxed, granting mercy to her poor mangled handkerchief. Crisis averted, Robin slipped out and wandered down the hall toward the Prince’s own dressing room.

Passing the reflective mirror-like windows, she caught her own reflection and paused. Her hair, styled and shining in the bright late-spring sunlight; her face, made up and perfect- she hardly recognized herself. Her fingers traced over the smooth layers of the dark chiffon skirt. 

She’d planned on wearing something simple, wanting to avoid too much fuss but was overruled by Maribelle who quickly took over her wardrobe for the event. 

“You can-not be seen at such an event, in such a position, with so little fanfare! Imagine, attending a dear friends wedding in the same attire as one would attend a picnic. Disastrous!” She’d chided before resting her delicate hand on Robin’s arm. “No, no- you just leave everything to me. You’ll be splendid!”

As much as Robin hated to encourage Maribelle’s controlling nature she had to admit- she did excellent work.  Soft, dark layers of chiffon swirled, light and breezy, around her ankles and her bodice: covered in delicate golden threads and patterns- looked like a sea of stars. The shoes were round-tipped and comfortable despite the arching heel, secured by the ribbons climbing up her calves, the small blue stones along the toes glittering against the golden fabric. 

‘Hm,’ Robin appraised herself again. It all felt so surreal. A year ago she’d been lying in a field with no home, no memories- and now she was standing in The Palace on her way to check on her best friend, the gods-blessed Exalt, on his wedding day, dressed in the finest gown she could even imagine wearing. 

Robin felt a bit overwhelmed all of the sudden. She had been so lucky to meet these people. She had been so lucky to find a home here among such good and kind people and her heart filled with incredible gratitude. She blinked furiously, her eyes threatening to overflow.

“Robin. Are you crying already?” She turned with a small gasp, utterly taken by surprise. She hadn’t noticed Frederick’s careful steps approaching. She sniffed and blinked a few more times, trying in vein to stop the tears from falling. 

He pulled a handkerchief from his breast pocket and took her chin in his other hand, tilting her face up toward him fully and gently dabbing at the corners of her eyes. Her lashes fluttered shut at the attention and when she opened them again she saw a gentle smile. “The ceremony hasn’t even started yet.” He turned her face this way and that, checking for any smudges or smears. “Maribelle’s done a lovely job. It would be a shame to ruin it so early in the day.” 

Once Frederick was satisfied by the inspection he picked up a thin velvet box from where he’d rested it on the windowsill. “Speaking of which, she tells me you escaped her clutches early and left these behind,” he opened the lid to reveal sapphire studs in elaborate gold settings and a thin golden chain from which hung a matching pendant. Robin’s newly-dried eyes widened owlishly up at him.

“You can’t be serious. I can’t wear these; what if I lose them!” Frederick only hummed in reply as he lifted the first stud from its bed. 

“Then I imagine Chrom and Sumia will be disappointed. They were chosen specifically for you.” Robin almost jerked away but his solid grip on her shoulder kept her firmly in place.

“What? Why! I’m not the one getting married today.” Fredrick easily threaded the earring in and snapped the backing on before moving onto the next. Robin struggled to ignore his proximity.

“I imagine they wanted to repay some small measure of their gratitude to you.” Second stud in place, he reached at last for the chain. 

“Gratitude? To me?” She couldn’t imagine what for. He leaned forward, arms easily reaching across her shoulders and securing it around her neck.

“Of course. Without you many of our company may not have made it to this day. You’ve been invaluable as a strategist and, dare I say, as a companion. My lord is grateful to have someone he can rely on.” Frederick’s large hands, which had been resting on her shoulders squeezed gently, “As am I.”

A flush crept slowly up her face and Robin hoped the foundation Maribelle had slathered across her face would hide the worst of it. She tried not to feel too disappointed when he took a step back. “Go on, my lord is waiting for you.”

“Y-Yes,” Robin took a few steps forward before turning and blurting, a bit too loudly, “W-we’re lucky to have you, too!” Frederick’s somewhat surprised expression just fueled her flustered state and she scurried down the long hall, desperate to put as much space between them as quickly as possible. She’d never been good with things like this. Battle formations, ambushes, out maneuvering opponents- these were the skills she’d honed. 

But chatting with someone that made her heart race was another battle field entirely. 

Robin ducked around the corner, her breath somewhat labored in the heavy gown and high shoes. “Gods, I must be getting out of shape with all this palace living. I’ll have to start training ag-” A sudden cough caught in her throat. She coughed and hacked and finally, gagging, a handful of vibrant petals fell into her palm.

Their soft faces were white and pristine, if wet, with bright watercolor-like diamonds along the bottom petals. Robin shook, bracing against the wall behind her as she dropped them to the floor. Her chest heaved with the exertion, a tightness squeezing in her chest. 

After a moment the pain and breathlessness passed. She stood carefully, gingerly. She breathed in, lungs filling with only a minor twinge. She’d have to look into it later. 

Today wasn’t the day for mysterious maladies. For now, it seemed the worst of the spell was over and that would have to do for the time being. 

Robin gathered herself and continued down the hall, focused on supporting Chrom through what was sure to be an exciting, if tiring, day.