#and by sometimes I mean anything relating to that stupid ass love triangle

[embryoed]

“Gale Hawthorne is a complex character” I say into the mic

The crowd boos, I slink off the stage in shame

“They’re right” says a voice from the audience

I turn, and there in the stands is Suzanne Collins herself

[slashingdisneypasta]

Could you do a headcanon about the villain's SO that's Asexual(someone who is disgusted by sex/doesn't want to have sexual intimacy. However, some asexual individuals partake in sex for personal reasons, like for their partner while others don't at all). How would they react? Would they even care? And I was thinking for the villains that it could be Captain Hook, Dr. Facilier, Hades, Ratigan, Beetlejuice, and maybe Bill Cipher? Thank you! I love reading these!!! Your work is so good!! 💛💜

Course! Hope you likes these! ^^ Thank youuuuu, I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed some of this blog so far! 

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Beetlejuice:

·         Well damn, that’s a bummer.

·         I’m sorry for him! But BJ is one hypersexual little shit. Of course, he’s not going to leave you or anything because if he just wanted sex then he’d go back to that brothel- he also likes your reactions to his horrible jokes, and your horrible jokes, and your very presence.

·         So, I mean, the ‘You’re not interested in sex’ thing is a bummer for him, but it’s not the end-all be-all of the relationship for him. Not for someone as old (And as acquainted with his right hand. Not to mention his powers) as he is.

·         If you’re still willing to have sex with him, though, be prepared to see a very ecstatic ghost!

Bill Cipher: I... kind of headcanon him as ace also? I think? I mean, he’s a triangle. He’s not disgusted by it, and he can certainly use it to his advantage, but its like ‘Yeah nah no thanks. Colossal Cosmic Power though pls?’

Captain Hook:

·         I mean, even in a relationship with someone who wants and likes sex, Hook isn’t that interested in sex. He’s spent so many years on Neverland, a place that’s run by children, that sex has been put on such a backburner for so long that fantasies and desires have sort of... become… unimportant? Well, far less important than, like, getting his revenge, keeping good form, and now, you. Sex hasn’t really been a thing for him, so it’s not a big deal at all for him at all that even now that he has a partner, he won’t be having relations like that (Unless you’re okay with it. But even then- he might not be).

·         When you tell him that you’re asexual, its just like ah ‘Ah. Oh well.’ Kinda moment. He is curious about your sexual identity (Because of course he knows n o t h i n g apart from ‘Straight’, ‘Gay’, and those rare party animals’ that’ll hit ‘either’ gender. Good grief, please educate him) though so I hope you’re ready to talk about it! It might actually feel good to have someone just, genuinely curious about you. Not as a way to ‘debunk’ you identity at all- just because he’s he thinks it’s interesting.  

·         He accepts you wholeheartedly. You know, he would say, I thinks one of me pirates is like that too! Smee, maybe? Whatever, I don’t ask about the men’s personal lives.

·         You will feel completely accepted and understood on the Jolly Roger!

Dr Facilier:

·         I tend to headcanon Dr Facilier as having ‘been around’, you know? Like, he’s been to all sorts of underground clubs and casinos in the French Quarter that he’s met everyone. Gays, bisexuals, men who are women on the inside, women who are men on the inside, people who throw gender to the wind entirely, couples made of more than 2 people, etc. And you are certainly not the first soul he’s met that isn’t interested in carnal relations.

·         Basically, with him, its like dating any gen z- he doesn’t care about losing out on sex! He accepts you and just wants you to feel safe and comfortable being yourself around him.

·         As long as he still gets to cuddle you (LOTS) and give you all-over-the-face kisses, (Meaning: Worship you) he’s happy XD Just lots of non-sexual affection.

·         Lots… and lots… of affection. He’s obsessed with it, really. Physical and verbal.

Hades:

·         Hades is a God- the fact that asexual individuals exist is not a surprise to him in the slightest like it is with a lotta other Disney Villains. Its like ‘Righty then’ and you move on with your day.

·         Hades is not as hypersexual as his flirting may sometimes imply (He is most c e r t a i n l y not at Beetlejuice’s level, anyway)- he’s far more invested in his desires to take over Olympus and that is more at risk of destroying your relationship then the lack of sex in it.

·         If you are willing to do it with him, though, he’ll be careful and slow and will stop with ease the moment you decide you want it to stop where it is.

Professor Ratigan:

·         Ratigan is a man of science- and that includes psychology, as well.

·         He quickly realises that if you two want kids and you don’t want to have sex with him to do it (If you have a functioning female reproductive system), then there’s always adoption, or other a number of other choices. Or you might not want children at all.

·         He also understands that different minds (And libidos) work differently and the fact that yours doesn’t want sex is neither a personal choice on your part, or a fault in any way. This is one of those times in Ratigans life that he realises how stupid the rest of the population is compared to his own genius criminal mind- how can anyone not understand this? Imbeciles.

·         He didn’t fall in love with your ass anyway, so no worries.

[mrs-dynamight]

Be Nice To Me 2

Part 1.

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Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!Reader, Denki Kaminari x fem!Reader

Warnings: Eventual mature content, angst, hurt/comfort, love triangle, the reader is lowkey toxic, everything will be adressed in every episode (:

Chapter warning: Swearing but just a little bit of it. Mentions of past relationships between the 1A students. Everything else is pure Fluff.

Chapter: 2/? Still don't know how long this is going to be, I just have so much to write ;-;

Synopsis: You're in love with your best friend Bakugou, and you're cofessing to him but things get a lot more complicated when Denki starts to treat you different *wink wink*

Word count: 1.7k

Author's note: I love friends to lovers troupe sm, this chapter and the next one gave me butterflies writing it O=w=O

Chapter 2 Do you want to die together- Stars

We walked the rest of the way talking about hero equipment and how much of a cry baby he is and about that new shojo magazine every girl (and Bakugo ofc) have been reading.

In the front door of the UA was Ochako and Tsuyu, they saw us walk together and gave me a thumbs up, I was so embarrassed that I could feel my heartbeat in my throat. Bakugo just said his usual “Tch” and kept walking, I just said “see ya” and waved. As I walked towards my friends I noticed a strange look on their faces so I asked them if there was something wrong.

-Y/N, you really like Bakugo- Said Ochako with a big grin in her face

-I mean yeah, I guess that I like him a lot- I say a bit embarrassed and a light pink flush in my cheeks

-No but, you actually love him, we can tell just by looking at you- Said Tsuyu followed by a classic Tsuyu “Kero”

-I can’t believe you haven’t made a move yet, I think he likes you back, I mean it’s Bakugo, you can never tell, but you are way too obvious, since day one- Said Ochako

“Since day one…” I think my friends knew I was falling for him way before I did, besides that I didn´t wanna admit that I had feelings for my friend.

The first one to notice was of course Tsuyu-Chan, she saw us coming out of the gym one late afternoon and I was mocking him about how ridiculous was every option he had for his hero name and Bakugo being Bakugo was angry as he can be, telling me how “an extra like me” would never get an awesome name even if it punched me in the face.

-You like him- Said Tsuyu, it wasn’t a question, and it didn’t have any rude intentions, for her it was a mere fact.

-WHAAAAT?? Fcourse not- I said blushing.

-Y/N, I’ve seen how you look at him, you even blush when he addresses you- Tsuyu said.

God, what if she’s right?

-He’s just my friend, maybe a little crush, I’m sure it’ll pass -

But it didn’t, if anything only became more painful obvious and difficult to handle, I caught myself staring at him in class, thinking about him any time I saw something spicy, every time I saw a Pomeranian my head automatically went “Bakugo”, any skull related thing had his face imprinted in my mind, every song had his drums in it, even when watching fashion shows with the girls at UA dorms made me think about his family issues. It was undeniable I was falling deeply in love with Katsuki Bakugo. I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship, so I just sucked my feelings up and keep on with our routine like I wasn´t completely captivated by everything that boy did. That was until I decided it was enough. It was now or never, the last year, I had to make my move.

That was one of the longest weeks in my whole student life, I spend most of the time avoiding any kind of contact with Bakugo, and it was obvious to everyone, I usually hang out a lot with the whole Bakusquad, but this time I just simply started walking the opposite direction every time I crossed them in the hallways.

-Are you sure you’re doing the right thing avoiding him completely? - Said Deku with a concerned look in his face

-I just don’t wanna say something stupid in front of him and have him regretting having a date with me- I replied giving a big much to my lunch

-I’m sure he thinks that anything anyone besides him say it’s stupid, so I wouldn’t worry about that Y/N- Said Shoto

-Yeah, and besides, you were the one who said that you didn’t wanna ruin your friendship, so don’t do it and just keep everything normal- Said Ochako.

Normal… Nothing will be “normal” again between us after today, in the worst scenario possible we will stop talking, our friendship will be ruined completely and there will be no turning back to how things were before; in the best, the feeling is mutual and we start dating. Dating Bakugo, I’ve pictured it a hundred times before, but now that it might happen… No, focus Y/N there is still a long way before that actually happens, first I have to survive today without throwing up all these years of butterflies in my stomach.

It’s finally the last class for today, just this last one, going back to the dorms for a quick shower and a change of clothes, and I’ll be having my first date with the boy of my dreams; but before I entered the room someone grabbed my hand and pulled me into an empty classroom, it was Denki Kaminari.

-Denki wha…- I started saying but he interrupted me abruptly

-I don´t know what I did Y/N but please talk to me again, I’m so sorry if I did or said something wrong, I’m really really sorry but please don’t ignore me like that- He said with tears in the corner of his eyes.

Me ignoring Denki? Oh shit, I didn’t thought of that when I was avoiding Bakugo, I didn’t even realized it, was so worried about don’t messing it up before today that I forgot that his friends were also my friends

-Denki I’m so sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s my fault I was so caught up with my stuff lately, I didn’t realize that I was ignoring with my friends-

He looked a little confused when I said that, he looked directly in my eyes.

-You weren’t ignoring me specifically? – He almost sounded offended

-Of course not, I guess I was being distant with everyone but you were the only one who noticed it, I’m sorry Denki- I went for a hug but he stopped me

-You don’t have to apologise Y/N, is just that I wanted to talk to you this past days but anytime I ran into you, you seemed to run away from me and I just, I don’t know, I thought you didn’t wanna be my friend anymore and I was so scared and…-

This time he didn’t stopped me and I hugged him. He put his head in my shoulder and sighed.

-I wanted to be like this for so long- He said wiping the tears in his eyes and looking away

-We should head to class, if we are late again Aizawa will kill us- I said grabbing Denki’s sleeve, but he stopped me.

- Y/N wait, I wanted to talk to you, it’s kinda important- He was as red as an apple and his eyes were fixed on his shoes.

Is Denki Kaminari confessing to me?!? I mean, yeah he has always been kind to me, and we do spend a lot of time together, and have sleepovers with mina and sero, and I go to every one of his gigs, and that box of chocolates for valentines, and those playlists, and the pinterest moodboard, and… Oh fuck, Denki Kaminari likes me. Before I could say or think anything he says:

-I have a gig next week, I know you come to every one of them, but this one is special and I would love seeing you there, not like the others weren’t special, because they were, you know how much I like when you come to see meUS! I was thinking maybe arrive a little earlier with me, to the soundcheck, I know it’s a little boring buuuuut I get really nervous if you’re not there and I just…, please come with me next week- He was clearly a handful of nerves, and knowing Denki he rehearsed that words over and over, he was so cute.

What? I could have sworn he was going to tell me something else, but a Gig? I’ve seen every performance ever since the first one at the cultural festival from first year, he didn’t have to get so nervous for that, unless there is something else he isn’t telling me, or maybe I misinterpreted all of it, maybe it was actually something special and he is afraid of asking anyone else for emotional support, yeah that makes sense, we always have been there for each other when things got tough, when he found out that Jirou was in love with Momo in first year he spend a whole week crying in my dorm, when he and Shinso broke up I had to force him to come out of his bed and act like a semi-functional human being, that was a whole semester of romantic comedy, sad music and junk food, thank god we both passed the year; it makes sense he came to me if he was feeling nervous about anything, nothing more, right?

-I would love to, Denki, I love seeing you on stage. I didn’t knew you get nervous when performing- I say with a chuckle.

-Well I usually don’t but this time I’m going to sing a song, and let me tell you, the struggle is real, have you heard Bakubro criticism? In the last rehearsal he made me cry five times-

Denki is going to sing?! OMG, usually Jirou is the one who takes the lead vocals, he just sings the harmonies, I’ve only heard him actually sing in karaoke nights, this is going to be so much fun, of course I wouldn’t miss it for anything in the world

-Yeah, Bakugo tends to be a real pain in the ass sometimes, but don’t worry I wouldn´t miss this gig for anything in the world-

-Pinky Promise? – Asked Denki with his best puppy eyes

-Pinky promise- I replied intertwining our pinky fingers and feeling a little electrical buzz

-OUCH! What was that for? – I said giving Denki a playful punch in the arm

-That was for ignoring me all week, I really missed you Y/N- And then he lean in and kissed my forehead -Now let’s go before Aizawa wakes up and see we are not in class, I don’t want to clean the common room in the dorms, again-

“And before someone sees us and thinks something wrong” I thought to myself.

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Part 3 here

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[planetsam]

“Guerin!”

Michael drops the wrench he’s holding as Maria slams her car door and marches towards him. She’s furious in a way he never sees directed at him. No matter the stupid shit he pulls in her bar. In fact he only sees this when someone hurts her friends. He knows what is about to happen and makes a mental note that if he survives he’s gotta warn Isobel about the bisexual dangers. 

“Hey—“

“You’re museum boy!” She accuses. He opens his mouth to deny but she’s all up in his face, “you and Alex—you and Alex!” He winces, “Alex is my friend you jackass!”

“I can explain,” he begins.

“I fucked my friend’s crush in the desert!” She cries. Michael frowns, “oh god, i’m eskimo brothers with Alex Manes,” she braces her hands on her knees.

“Okay i know this is complicated—“

“This is not complicated! You didn’t tell me you hooked up with Alex. I never would have done anything if I knew that.”

He frowns at her. 

“Alex and i aren’t together,” he says, “i can hook up with—ow! Stop it!” 

She cuffs his ear like he’s a child. She believes what he’s saying in her bones. She knows he and Alex aren’t together and he can be with whoever he wants. But she has still hooked up with the infamous museum boy she’s been listening to Alex moon over for years. And for most of that time she’s been randomly hooking up with him. She feels like a complete fraud.

“I do not want to be in the middle of you and Alex!”

“Okay!” She nods and wishes she wasn’t attracted to him. Michael looks at her with his stupid blue eyes for a moment too long and digs something out of his pocket. He chucks it at her and Maria goes to grab it, only it doesn’t land. It stays in front of her and for the first time she feels the walls Michael keeps up crack  “if you’re pissed about sleeping with me for one thing, you might as well hear the whole story.” 

Maria really really doesn’t like where this is going. Michael shoves his hands into his pockets and rocks back on his heels.  Unable to stand the awkwardness and unwilling to break the silence she snatches her necklace out of the air and puts it on.

“You remember when you said the sex was out of this world—“

“And never happening again?”

“Well you may have been right about one of those things,” he offers.

Maria stares at him. He’s not kidding. He looks chill but she doesn’t need her ability to see the tightness in his jaw and the nerves in his eyes. Michael’s closed off but this many secrets coming at the same time? Even she can have sympathy for that position. 

“Chads are really always chads. It’s a universal law.”

“You made great strides for interspecies relations?” He offers with one of those stupid weak grins he sometimes gives her. She looks around for the bluntest object to kill him with, “you could be a diplomat. Maria Deluca saves the world.” His smile slips, “you okay?”

“No! Do you have tentacles or something? Is that why you keep your hand away?”

“You know why i keep my hand away,” he says. She does and feels bad but also still livid, “I’m still me,” he says and there’s something almost desperate in his voice.

“Fine, you’re still you,” she says. His relief is palpable and she forgets sometimes how broken he is under all his bravado, “and you made me Eskimo Brothers with Alex Manes!” She says marching back up to him, “you brought awkwardness into the Wild Pony.”

“I mean—“

“Do not finish that thought.”

He looks at her and shoves his hands back.

“I’m sorry i made this awkward,” he mumbles finally, “i didn’t think it was going to be a thing.”

“You’re damn lucky i like you so much,” she snaps. It’s pathetic how quickly relief flickers in his eyes before he puts on his bravado again. “Don’t start. I’m not getting into some love triangle or devil’s triangle with two friends. I’m too old and too smart for that.”

“But we’re friends still?”

“Jesus, how did you keep this a secret our entire lives?” She wonders aloud.

“Same way you keep your gifts quiet,” he says and its her turn to blush, “hey, we could team up. Fight crime? The upcoming alien invasion?”

“You are such an ass, Guerin,” she says when he grins and shows he’s joking. For a moment she nearly believed him.

“I’m serious! You can be my sidekick.”

“Never.”

[portalford]

All the Things I Always Said I’d Be

AO3

They’re in Ford’s study, the one on the floor above the basement (and what do you even call that?  Half-basement?), and Stan’s got this stupid thought that he’d love to erase his memories of what this place looks like.

It’s got a desk and shelves and Ford’s usual probably-mostly harmless clutter everywhere.  That’s fine.

What’s not fine is all the Bill stuff, and that’s what they came down here to get.

Ford wouldn’t look at him during the elevator ride, and he won’t look at him now.  He’s already in the back, picking things up and throwing them into a pile.  

Stan wonders how he’s doing, mentally, and the only answer he’s got is ‘better than he was doing when he collected this stuff,’ and that’s probably true.

(Stan used to say Ford was obsessed with stuff when they were kids, and he probably was, but it was nothing like his preoccupation with Bill.  This was just unhealthy, bordering on compulsive, and Stan tries very hard not to think about what might have driven Ford to replace any beneficial hobbies or relationships with a demon triangle).

The kids are upstairs wrestling with a rug ten times their size and a few little knickknacks because Ford didn’t want them down here, and Stan can see why.  He doesn’t really want to be down here, either.

Still, the sooner they pack up, the sooner they can get back to the kids.  Stan grabs something – a little statue made from some kind of cold, white metal – and tosses it into Ford’s pile.

They work in silence until Stan can’t take it anymore.

“I’ve seen rooms with worse decoration, y’know.”

He’s already wincing before the last words leave his mouth.  It sounds thoughtless, but it’s not and he knows it even if Ford doesn’t, and that makes it worse.  He’s just… gotta test something.

A week ago a jab like that would have riled Ford up, gotten him snarking or snapping, but now his fingers just twitch and he looks away.

Test failed, and Stan is suddenly, irrationally angry.

Ford’s been so careful around him since Weirdmageddon and he hates it.  He worked his ass off for thirty years to get Ford back, not this quiet, deferential shell of his best friend.  He wants his brother; brilliant, impatient, occasionally clueless but always determined Stanford.

He’s tempted to keep pushing, just to see what it’ll take to get Ford to push back, but even as frustrated as he is, he knows this isn’t the time for it.  Not now, not while they’re surrounded by tangible reminders of his brother’s thirty-year waking nightmare.

He can’t make himself leave the problem to sit and fester any longer, either, so he’ll have to be tactful.  No fighting, just talking.  Ford’s as sick of arguing as he is; it shouldn’t be too hard.

“Ford?”  he says, trying for casual.

It doesn’t work.  Ford, already wound up from being around reminders of Bill, looks immediately suspicious.  “Yes, Stanley?”

He forgot just how difficult Ford can be when he decides he doesn’t like a topic, or Stan’s tone, or the phases of the moon, or whatever weird and probably oddly precise methodology Ford has for his stubbornness.  Maybe he should have just picked a fight.

No; he’s already committed to being polite.  He forges on.  “You haven’t, uh, talked too much about Bill.”  Ford hasn’t talked at all about Bill.  Everything Stan knows about the whole mess is inferred, or from Dipper, or from Bill himself.  “You ran into him some time ago, right?”

Ford sets a glass pyramid down in the pile with a clink, steady and deliberate.  He doesn’t look at Stan.  “I’d rather not talk about it.”

Stan’s temper kicks right back up with that, but he bites down on his automatic retort.  No fighting.  “C’mon, Ford.”

Ford does look at him then, a split-second glare of warning and then gone.  “I’m not in the mood right now, Stanley.”

“You’re never in the mood!”  The hell with no fighting.  He didn’t learn theoretical physics and get amnesia, however temporary, for his brother to shut him out all over again.  

Ford turns on him, and Stan can read anger in his clenched fists and tight jaw, but still he holds back.  If Stan wasn’t so mad about Ford’s self-control he’d be impressed at it.  “I have no interest in rehashing a mistake that nearly doomed the world and killed my family.”

“Why not?  We fixed the mistake!”

“You wouldn’t understand!”

Stan’s mouth runs right on ahead of his brain.  “You’re right, Stanford, I have no idea what it’s like to think I screwed up and ruined my brother’s life forever!  And it’s not like I’ve ever stayed awake at night wondering if you were dead or anything!”

Ford looks like Stan slapped him, and Stan has just a moment to remember why he didn’t want to start a fight before Ford’s expression shuts down and he brushes past, body stiff as a board, to the elevator.

No no no, not this, not now–

“Ford–”  I didn’t mean it dies in his throat, because he did mean it, if a little nicer.  But one of the things he promised himself during one of those many sleepless nights was that if he ever saw Ford again, he’d be more honest with him.  “Wait.”

Miraculously, Ford listens, standing silent in front of the elevator.  He even turns sideways a little, actively listening.

Stan’s desperate to get that frozen look off his brother’s face, but he doesn’t know how.  When they were kids he used to just know what Ford needed, but it’s been so long he’s not sure what to say.  “I– that was stupid.  I thought a fight would fix things, but… I just want you back.”

Ford’s expression thaws a little, confused.  “You have me.  I promised.  Did I–”

“You didn’t do anything, and that’s– that’s kinda the thing.”  Stan’s beginning to realize that he probably should have planned this conversation ahead of time.  Story of his life.  “Maybe we just need to yell at each other, y’know?”

Ford stares blankly.  “Did we not yell at each other enough when I got back?”  

He sounds so genuinely bewildered that Stan has to bite down on a laugh.  “Not like that.  I don’t mean all-out screamin’ and punchin’, I mean a real conversation.”

“And that involves yelling?”

“With us?  Yeah, probably.”

Ford turns all the way around, looking a little rueful.  “We did yell at each other a lot, even when we were kids.”

“Yeah, but that yelling usually ended with water balloon fights, not more yelling.”

Ford eyes him.  “Are you asking for a water balloon fight?”

“Are you offering?”

“If that’s what–”

“And here we go again.”  Cards on the table.  “Ford, you’ve been acting– weird.”

“What?  For how long?  Have I–”  His eyes flick to the heap of Bill-related junk and his whole body tenses like busted suspension cable.

“Whoa, Ford, not like that!”  Stan crosses the room in a second, puts his hand on his brother’s shoulder.  Ford’s still stiff and unhappy, but he isn’t shaking or pulling away, so he’ll probably calm down quickly.  “You’ve just been… really nice, lately.”

“You think I’m acting weird because I’ve been nice?”

“No!  Well, sorta.”  Ford is perfectly capable of being nice, and it’s not like he’s usually mean or anything, but his understanding of how people and their feelings work is… occasionally limited, and that leads to mishaps.  “You’ve been tiptoeing around me since my brain got erased, and the VIP treatment was nice for a day or two, but.”  He shrugs, wishing he could explain the whole thing better.  “It’s not you.”

Ford is silent for a long moment, and Stan wonders if his brother even knows what he’s talking about.  Maybe this is just how Ford is now.  Maybe he really is just quiet and compliant these days.  

Immediately post-portal Ford says otherwise, but the impending apocalypse would give anyone some personality strain.

“I thought,”  Ford says at last,  “it was what you wanted.”

“You thought I wanted you to just smile and nod and take it?”  Stan immediately starts searching his still-settling memories, wondering what he could have said or done that would make Ford think that Stan just wanted him to sit down and shut up.

(He does, sometimes, a lot, but not permanently.  Not for long.  No matter how angry or exasperated he’s been with Ford over the years, he’s never wanted Ford to be anything but himself).

“Yes?  No.  Maybe.”  Ford looks frustrated.  One thing they can still relate to is how hard it is for both Stan and Ford to figure out what the hell Ford is trying to say.  “You didn’t like how I was acting when you got me back – and I understand that,” he adds quickly,  “I do.  I was… not at my best.”  Massive understatement, but at least they’re both in agreement here.  “And then I– I thought I lost you, and it was my fault, and I wanted to make it up to you any way I could.”  

Stan’s sure this all makes sense to Ford somehow, but he’s still got nothin’.  “You were gonna make it up to me by being a yes-man?”

Ford scowls, but it’s halfhearted.  He’s studying the floor like it’s the most interesting anomaly he’s ever seen.  “If it was what you wanted.  I owe you that much, and I didn’t want to keep upsetting and hurting you, so I thought if I just– behaved myself, things would eventually settle down and I’d figure out what to do from there.”  A vague gesture.  “I don’t want to lose you.  Especially not if it’s something I can prevent myself.”

And those are all loaded sentiments if Stan’s ever heard them, but he’s mostly just stuck on the fact that Ford thinks he’s worth something like that.  

He wants to say something meaningful, but what comes out is “Seriously?”

Ford winces, and yeah, that wasn’t a great start, but Stan’s not done yet.  “Ford, I spent thirty years trying to get you back.  You, not some discount nice-guy knockoff.”  Stan hooks an arm around Ford’s shoulders and, when he’s not rebuffed, reaches up to ruffle his hair.  “Y’think I’d give up on you just because you yell and forget to eat and can’t talk to girls?  Not a chance.  You’re stuck with me.”

Ford offers that not-quite smile of his, the one the kids are slowly starting to replace with the real deal.  “I’ve had worse ultimatums.”  

It’s a weak joke, but it’s still a joke, the first one Ford’s even attempted toward Stan since he got back, and Stan’s ridiculously pleased.  His brother is here, even if he’s not up to scratch yet, and that’s fine.

Stan’s had worse odds.

Ford chews his lip, a tic Stan hasn’t seen since they were eight years old, and suddenly pushes forward, throwing his arms around Stan’s shoulders.

A hug.  Ford is hugging him.

Stan’s brain is slow to catch up, as usual, but his body knows what to do; his arms go up automatically to return the embrace.

“Thank you,”  Ford whispers, face half-buried in Stan’s neck.  “Thank you.  I’m sorry I didn’t say it before now.  I’m sorry I hit you.  I’m sorry for… a lot of things, really.  I’ll do better, I promise.  Thank you.”

Ford sounds choked up, like he’s about to cry.  Stan’s doing one better – he’s already crying.  “It’s okay.  ‘M sorry, too.  For a lot of things.”  

Ford makes a rough noise that might have been a laugh in a different situation, and yeah, he’s definitely crying now.  “I forgive you.”  

Some part of Stan, something old and bruised, settles at that.  He’s been living with that hurt for so long he didn’t even realize how bad it was until it started to heal.  It still aches, but it’s a good ache, a relief, like stretching a cramped muscle.

He didn’t realize how much he needed an apology, and to be forgiven in return.  He hopes it did something for Ford, too.

A shriek from upstairs startles them apart.  Stan’s fists go up, nearly clocking Ford in the chin, and Ford elbows Stan in the gut trying to reach under his coat.  They both look at each other.  Stan swipes at his eyes and grins.  Ford sheepishly straightens his coat.

“Grunkle Stan!  Grunkle Ford!”  It’s Mabel, shouting at the top of her lungs from upstairs.  “You guys are taking forever.”  A muffled sound that might be Dipper talking, and she adds,  “The sun’s going down and we still have to drag all this stuff out into the woods and Soos got jumbo marshmallows!”

Stan’s got a dopey smile on his face listening to his niece talk, but Ford does too, so it’s okay.  “We’re workin’ on it, pumpkin!”  Ford makes a face, probably because Stan’s yelling right next to his head, and covers his ears.  Stan ignores him.  “We’ll be up soon!”

Dipper calls down next, at a volume less earsplitting than Mabel.  “Can we get Soos and Wendy and start loading the truck?”

“Don’t drop anything!”

A chorus of “Okay, Grunkle Stan!”, a brief scuffling, and then silence.

Ford apparently got over himself at some point during the conversation because his hands are no longer over his ears when Stan turns to him.  He’s still got that not-quite smile.

“I never thought I’d have this,”  he mumbles.  It sounds like he’s talking to himself.

“Have what?”

Ford blinks, like he’s just remembering that Stan is here.  “A family,”  he says.  “A lot of things, to be honest.”

“I get that.”  And he does.  He just hates that Ford ever had to feel that way.  He bumps his brother’s elbow, casual.  “Good thing life never works out how you think it will, huh?”

Ford smiles, for real this time, and it’s almost like Stan remembers, honest and lopsided and happy.

“I think it worked out better.”

[carolrance]

I saw this thing. I’m answering this thing... even though nobody asked.

So, I saw someone answering this and thought it was sorta cool but I don’t think people will respond anymore so I’m just doing it myself. Self love, ya know.

Talk about the first ship you ever had. Uhhh… I can’t remember which came first Mulder & Scully or Usagi/Mamoru. (The latter being really icky to me now that I’m older, lol.) I think it was Mulder/Scully… I was in primary school for both of these so it’s confusing cos that was a really long time ago.

Talk about three of the most important ships throughout your life. Mulder/Scully (The X Files). I honestly don’t really feel like “talking” about them cos I don’t think it’s very interesting. Also, I have no idea where to begin. Naomi/Emily (Skins) – I fucking can’t stand them now, to be completely honest. I actually sorta hate Emily. By they (and Skins in general) did have a rather huge impact on my life. Now, I feel like I should put Dany/Doreah but really I think more importantly in terms of my life, it would be Marissa/Alex from The O.C. Does that sound stupid? Maybe. But that pairing (as shitty as they treated Alex and the whole relationship by the end) had a fairly huge influence on me. I think it was my first femslash ship that I was totally open about. (I totally shipped Jo/Rachel (and Jo/Rachel/Paul) from S Club 7 (DON’T EVEN!) but back then I didn’t even think it was serious…even though I had a whole website about it, lmao.)

What’s your current OTP? Oh my… Dany/Doreah forever & Marg/Sansa (ASOIAF/GoT). Michelle/Naomi (Skins). Carol/Helen (Episodes). Amanda Rollins/Olivia Benson (SVU). (With a bit of Rollins/Lindsay on the side. SVU/Chicago PD). Niska/Astrid (Humans). … So… Like… A lot? A lot of old OTPs are still OTPs now? Bo/Lauren (Lost Girl). Meg/Veronica (Veronica Mars). Katniss/Johanna (THG). Lou/Tess (Lip Service). Quinn/Rachel (Unreal). Jessica Jones/Trish Walker (Jessica Jones). Virginia Johnson/Lillian DePaul (Masters of Sex)………I think even my few het ships I’m still not totally over (Chase/Cameron, Mulder/Scully, Martin/Sam, etc) but I mean, I don’t really care either.

What’s your current NOTP? Any of the above characters paired with men. Simple. I have a lot of nOTPs tbh. Most canon ships are NOTPs lmao. Although… I guess Patsy/Delia is a current NOTP of mine. Don’t shoot! I just don’t care for them. They are boring to me.

Do you have any poly ships? I was sorta into Marissa/Alex/Ryan (The O.C.). I started a fic about them. And the aforementioned Jo/Paul/Rachel.

How do you feel about love triangles? Lazy. The thing is, they’re a real thing. I’ve been a bunch and they’re just uncomfortable. No matter what, somebody gets hurt. I just feel like in TV/films they’re SO LAZY. An easy way to create drama for drama’s sake. And one faction of fandom is always upset. And usually they’re really shoddily designed so it’s like one girl, 2 boring ass boys fighting for her WHO WILL SHE CHOOSE?! BLAH……. Boring. “The triangle’s not a friendly shape, okay? It’s pointy. It’s got edges. Triangles hurt people, man.”

How do you feel about RPF? Nope. I’m a bit of a hypocrite cos I spent a great deal of time in my childhood sorta straddling the very thin line here with the whole S Club 7 thing. And, I’ll admit, I did enjoy this April Pearson/Lily Loveless fic once.

Have you ever shipped yourself with a character? No. Usually my favs feel a little too relatable which is why I’m attached to them, not cos I wanna bone them. Also, way too much drama. I mean, fictional characters are almost always exaggerated people.

Do you have many ships that never got together at all? All? LMAO. Okay, let’s see… Sam/Martin did, briefly (Fuck Without A Trace tbh. What a horrid little show.) Chase/Cameron were together and that ended badly as well. Carol/Helen, also ended horribly (so far). Mulder/Scully… that’s difficult. They’re difficult. Marissa/Alex, ended horribly. Naomi/Emily, technically… hmmm. Well, as of S4 they were back together but I didn’t buy it and I pretty much loathed Emily by that point so fuck em. That ended badly too. It ended horribly if you count S7–which I don’t cos I never watched it. If I didn’t see it, it didn’t happen. Bo/Lauren. Okay, this may be the only bright light in all my ships, lmao. They were together and then not, then together, then not, then END GAME. So, I guess the ones that never got together??? Basically just look above at my OTPs and see all the ones I didn’t mention here ending horribly lol.

Do you ship any characters that have never met? ONLY THE BEST ONE: MICHELLE/NAOMI.

Talk about your favorite first kiss. Like in canon onscreen? Or in my head? Big diff. Chase & Cameron maybe. I loved that episode. Mulder & Scully’s first (onscreen) kiss was a bit weird. I don’t remember Sam/Martin tbh. Hmm… Marissa/Alex was hella stilted and awkward prolly cos it was on FOX and like Mischa Barton is a terrible actress. Bo/Lauren’s first kiss was pretty good. Yeah, I really liked that one. Mostly cos it didn’t fade to black immediately (ahem, Carol/Helen) and it wasn’t set to ‘I Kissed A Girl’ (Naomi/Emily)… Okay, in fairness that was only the American version. The one I saw had Lily Allen playing instead… But still. I loved that episode but it wasn’t the best first kiss I’ve ever seen.

Have you ever been disappointed when your ship finally got together? Yes, when they get together only to end even shittier. Which is basically all of them except Bo/Lauren.

Has a ship ever broken your heart? All of them. Canon and otherwise. My heart breaks on a regular basis.

How do you feel about will they/won’t they? Ugh. Useless. Generally, it’s queerbaiting when it’s my femslash OTPs. When it’s het, I’m just like, “As if these two lonely, outrageously attractive co-workers wouldn’t have banged already. Like, give me a break and just do it already. Who believes this shit?”

Have you ever “shipped at first sight”? Lemme think… Probably? I can’t actually recall any specifics however. Not Mulder/Scully, I know that. The first time I saw them, it was New Year’s Eve and I spent the entire show huddled on the sofa in my friend’s basement with her and her cousins, shaking and screaming, lmao. The X-Files really isn’t great TV for easily scared children with big imaginations, lbr.

Talk about a ship you initially disliked. One that I like now that I disliked previously? Erm. None. I don’t flipflop on ships, lbr. It goes like this: I am oblivious/indifferent to ship, depending. I see ship. I ship ship. I love ship. And it’s only then that this can diverge. Either I stay in love forever, or I end up positively hating the show/pairing and I stop shipping it, or it just kinda dies out over time. Normally it’s the first or second, rarely the third.

Talk about a pairing you’ve stopped shipping romantically. And now just ship them only as friends? Or stopped shipping them and dislike them now and don’t want to have anything to do with them? The latter is clearly Sam/Martin. I just hated how the characters were written and the show was fucking awful after S3. The former… Ah, the former. I think this really has to be Naomi/Emily. I am 1457% Naomi/Michelle, no alternatives accepted. Naomily is toxic imo. Like so incredibly nope. I am -100000% Naomily. I stopped shipping them mid-S4, probably during Katie’s episode. I was just like, “Nope, this is pretty gross and not healthy and what the fuck?!” I gave up completely at the finale when it was so fucking stupid. I think by then I’d already had my Michelle/Naomi dream… Anyway. Like, I literally cannot handle Naomi/Emily anymore. At most, I can deal with them as friends. But even then, sometimes I wonder if writing them that way in my fics is pandering in some sense. It’s not intentional pandering to Naomily stans… but, now I look back and wonder? They’re just so awful together romantically. I shudder.

Talk about a moment which made you question an entire ship. Hmmm…. Carol/Helen in Griffith Park in 4x09 when she makes Carol give back her bra. That whole episode was really nasty and really awful and not funny at all. I really dislike the writing there. It was just… Helen was just disgusting really and it made me really uncomfortable about shipping it. I have other examples but it only asked for one.

Have you ever shipped something despite yourself? She-Ra and He-Man. I had no idea they were brother and sister when I was little but I thought they were cute together. Oops. It wasn’t until a few years back when I mentioned them at a party and everyone was like, “Errr, you do know they were twins, yeah?” NO. I DID NOT.

Talk about a ship you feel alone in shipping. Carol/Helen. I feel like the few people that shipped it with me on tumblr here were really turned off by their breakup. And also, it’s been on hiatus forever. Also, I suppose Claire Dearing/Zara Young from Jurassic World, lmao.

Is there a ship you just don’t get, but have nothing against? Most het ones? Like, just… why would you be with that puffy wonderbread boy when you could be with this other hot lady and have 10003x times more chemistry and interestingness? (Like I mean, I’m totally talking about Erin Lindsay and that gay dude she’s fucking, when it would be so much better if she was with Rollins, lmao. You go watch the crossovers episodes and tell me I’m imagining that.) Other het ships, I have definite things against the men.

Which of your ships have the best chemistry? OH GOD. Now, ermmmm…. this depends almost exclusively on my own headcanon/bias so obvs others aren’t likely to agree. Cos, well, Michelle/Naomi have hella chemistry LMAO. Like just look at this photo. Clearly. Okay, seriously… Bo/Lauren. Like hands down, undoubtedly.

Which of your ships deserve better writing? Every single one of them. Especially Dany/Doreah lmao.

Do you mostly ship canon pairings? Clearly not.

Have you ever shipped a pairing before you even started watching the show/movie simply because of gifs and graphics or similar? Skins. Lost Girl. Actually, hmm. I saw gifs of LG but I guess it wasn’t until I saw Zoie Palmer at a film premiere I went to that I was like, “WHO IS THAT?!” And then I realised I had to start watching that programme.

Have you noticed a pattern in your shipping? Is there a romantic dynamic you’re more drawn to? Blonde/Brunette. Like, it’s really obvious. But not 100%. Otherwise, I don’t really see any substantial patterns.

Is there a ship you’ve shipped for most of your life? Mulder/Scully.

Does shipping come easily to you? Neither here nor there. If it clicks, it clicks.

Do you need to ship something to really enjoy a movie/book/tv show/comic? Most of the time. But then sometimes shipping gets in the way of my enjoyment cos it becomes all about the pairing.

Name a couple of fandoms in which you have no ships. Fortitude? Honestly… I don’t even know. I watch a bunch of TV I have no particular interest in shipping anybody. Oh! Here’s one NASHVILLE. I honestly do not care who’s with whom. It’s irrelevant.

Talk about one of your favorite headcanons for a ship you love. Dany/Doreah – Doreah is alive. That’s it. That’s the headcanon. (And bonus, Dany takes Doreah to Lys and burns down the pleasure house Doreah was sold to as a child.) I have to add that most of my fav headcanons revolve around one half of my OTP still being alive. Which is both sad and really telling. (Like… Doreah, Margaery, Naomi, Meg, Marissa, Lillian… Ouch.)

Share five must-read fics. I’m trying really hard not to rec my own shit cos I just love my headcanons too much. Okay, here: They Will Crown You, They Will Take Your Legs by (Netgirl_y2k); tie your handlebars to the stars (and throw away the map) by (majesdane); my heart is gold and my hands are cold by (quinnking); If you’re gonna shoot me down, do it gently by (aphrodite_mine); I Can’t Get Out Of Love (a love i had a grip on; now it’s gripping me) by (doreah) hahahahahahahahaaaa i will do whatever i want when i want to force this pairing on everyone

Name your favorite fanartist(s). IDK??????????

Share your favorite fanmix for your OTP. Dany/Doreah: actually… oops. my fav fanmix for them is on my ipod and nowhere else lmao. it’s really good hahahah. anyway… um. so i’ll choose one that’s not mine: i’ll send a storm (most of mine are either doreah-specific or based on my fic which is a lot of headcanon and this one has excellent musical choices. that first track is killer.) Meg/Veronica: song of solomon (your poetry in motion) Chase/Cameron: i’m all second chances Michelle/Naomi: can’t get out of love Bo/Lauren:  it’s killing me, it’s killing you, a page from the book of my fantasy

Recommend 1-5 shipper blogs. Pass. I don’t even know any…

Do you create fanmixes/gif sets/fanart/fic/fanvids and so on for you ships? Used to. Obvs.

Do you have a favorite trope and/or AU for your OTP? Half of it not being dead.

Do you like and use ship names? I generally stay away from them unless I to find stuff/want people to find my stuff on tumblr. I find them cloying.

Is there a fictional relationship you’d really want for yourself? Hell no. Real life is difficult enough.

If you could change one thing about your OTP, what would that be? They would all be alive. Sensing a pattern? Also, being canon would be nice.

[darklingichor]

Gilmore Girls Season Two, Episodes 8 & 9

It would be nice to watch one episode of this show where someone I regularly see doesn't set my teeth on edge. I grew up watching weekly TV and it is possible to have conflict between recurring characters where you don't want to put one into a medically induced coma, so they can grow a new personality.

So I can see why I didn't remember much about this episode. Three things that were awesome: Mia, Luke giving Lorelei a pep talk, the development of the painting.

The rest is annoying.

Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with flights between friends. If everyone was always skipping through meadows it would be stupid. However, as I've said before, I have a problem with conflicts that come about because people don't open their damned mouths. As fast and as often as Lorelei talks, she couldn't say to Sookie “Mia selling this place scares me because this is where Rory and I started out” ? I know that sometimes friends pick fights with each other when they are stressed but in my experience, once you get into your 30s and have friends that have known each other, long enough you can tell that's what happening. There have been numerous times when my best friend or I have started a conversation where one of us is just geared up for a fight. My friend let's me get about ten words in before she says “You're acting weird, tell me what's wrong.” I can be a little more blunt saying something along the lines of “What are you pissed off about?” She has two kids so once I turned the mom tables on her and said: “Use your words”.

Basically a blind cat could see that Lorelei was being an ass and it had nothing to do with Sookie. I have a hard time buying that Sookie wouldn't see it. Why did there need a fight in the first place? Was the script too short? Lorelei could have been freaked out and been a little quiet with Sookie and it would have had the same effect. Luke could have just as easily asked how Lorelei was doing with the business stuff, and they could have had the same heart-to-heart. Lorelei could have come to Sookie and explained why she was being so weird, and they could have had a similar moment. The script must have been two minutes too short.

The town turning on Luke... Yep, officially dislike Jess. Also, not too happy with the rest of the town. I'm a little biased here. I grew up in a small town, while there were no town meetings where everyone got together to decide who to treat badly, there were certain people who were just routinely shit upon. It usually had to do with what last name you had. Two families in particular were sort of singled out as “bad news”. The weird part? Everyone in town (except for a very very small number of people) were in some way related to those two families, hell, those two families were related to each other. It always seemed crazy to me... But then I was one of those few people not related to anyone in town maybe it made sense if you had an inside track?

Anyway, I get where the town is coming from, sort of. Jess is a pain in the ass, but he is doing minor mischief. Star's Hollow should count themselves lucky that they aren't a bigger town because Jess is the type to match his mayhem to the town. In a bigger place, there just might have been a dead animal outside the store instead of a chalk outline.

I did love Rory telling him off. I don't really get why Rory would find the prank funny. I mean, she likes the town, right? And while her and her mom do like seeing Star's Hollow residents be quirky she's never really shown any love of chaos. I mean, yeah, Jess is being the G rated version of Loki, but he's still making a lot of people unhappy. I would think that that alone would annoy Rory.

Also, the vibe I got was that he did the whole prank as a way to get Rory's attention... What's the thought process?

“How do I impress the pretty girl who reads a lot? Talk to her about books? Movies? Just talk to her in general? Nah, too common. I know! Dead body chalk outline and police tape! That's not freakishly odd and totally not an idea I should seek therapy for!”

Then again, I also don't get the thought process of “How do I fix the fact that I made the whole town turn on my uncle? I'll fix the toaster, now we're square!”

Jess is both weird and annoying.

I did like the interaction between Emily and Mia. It is weird because I see both sides. I totally get why Emily would be upset that Mia didn't send her home, but on the other hand I get why Mia didn't. Mia didn't send her home because she couldn't have.

Think about it. A sixteen-year-old turns up with a baby, asking for a job, she has steel and determination in her eyes. If you tell her no, you can tell she's not going to give up. She'll just move on to a place that would hire her and maybe that wouldn't be a place where she and her baby would be safe. If you give her a job and a place to stay and then try to make her go home. You can't be sure that she'll actually go home or stay home, that leaves the pair of them in the same iffy situation. Mia knew that Lorelei and Rory would be safe with her, so she took them in.

Not saying Emily should be happy about it, but as always she is looking at how Lorelei leaving impacted her and Richard, not anyone else. She has never talked to Lorelei, asked what her thinking was, the why of it all. It is just all about Emily. That is annoying. But I do like that she seems to be taking small steps forward.

All in all a fairly forgettable episode.

Episode 8. Don't really know why I forgot this one as I really liked it. I loved the ice cream machine bit. I loved that Lorelei named it and called a bunch of relatives. She should have just donated it to Luke's! Even if he didn't need it he would have taken it. Made it into a planter or something.

I feel sorry for Paris for a number of reasons but this episode highlights one. She's laser focused on college, so much so that she's not getting the most out of her education. The assignment of interpreting Romeo and Juliet in a new way is a great one! It allows for the students to really look at and analyze the play, think about the themes consider which are universal and which were products of the time and culture it was written in. This allows for creative thinking and the development of the ability to think about and use what one is learning. But poor Paris is only worried about the grade and so afraid of taking risks that she will only go with what is standard. I speak from experience here, college will melt your brain until you learn how to think.

The teachers are worried because Rory doesn't socialize? I would think they would also be worried that Paris can't think beyond the rigid boundaries of what is written on a page. This school is supposed to prep the kids for college, right? They aren't doing anything differently than the public schools of the early 2000s (aside from the one rogue teacher, I guess).

I kinda like the fact that Paris ended up being Romeo. If they had used a more modern setting that could have been the plan from the start and the whole Tristian drama could have been avoided. I mean, they could have reinterpreted the whole “forbidden love” thing as a lesbian relationship or with the idea that Romeo might be a DFAB trans guy. It would have highlighted society's issues with non hetero, non binary identities. Hell, if they wanted to go deep they could have figured out a way to address the “LGBTQ+ people don't get happy endings” trope that is obvious in a lot of media.

That would have been interesting as Paris and Rory would have had to work together to make this believable and maybe come out of it with a better idea of each other's perspectives.

Speaking of perspective, it was a throw away joke but I liked that Lane's mom watched and came up with a different take on Romeo and Juliet. In my view, R&J is many things, but a love story it is not! What kind of great love story ends in teen suicide? Sure, I thought of it as a love story when I was younger as do a lot of teenagers. I think this makes a point about the play. Teenagers do dumb things out of emotion (adults do too, but that's a whole other line of thought). This doesn't mean that teens are dumb just that they are feeling things so intensely, probably because it is the first time they have felt these emotions that they do stuff that is not well-thought-out. Add parental pressure to that and you have a powder keg. I think R&J is more about how overly controlling parents can push their kids into dangerous situations. Also, to look at the play in a way that might not have been Shakespeare's intent, it could also be seen as a parable detailing why 14 year olds might not be ready for marriage, arranged or otherwise.

Anyway, the little “love triangle” between Christian, Rory, and Dean in this episode was less interesting. First off, I get that Rory is a pretty girl but why is she like catnip to all the boys? Are there really no other nice girls in Chilton or Star's Hollow? The way all the guys flock to and fight over her, you'd think she was dating a sparkly vampire.

Secondly, am I the only one who sees a lot of similarity between Tristian and Jess? Is that why Tristian had to go? Because he was redundant? It is sort of like Christopher and Max. They both could play the same role so one of them had to be cut. The writers needed to compare notes because I feel like there were a few “Oops, we wrote another doppelganger” discussions.

Thirdly, why is Rory still getting the blame for her and Dean's break up? The whole practice fight between Lorelei and Rory just highlights that Lorelei is sort of mean when it comes to this plot line. Dean told Rory he loved her and then got pissed and broke up with her because she didn't feel comfortable saying it back. How does this make Dean the victim? Just because one person is ready for the L word doesn't mean that the other person is, and that doesn't make the latter person bad. Acting like an ass and breaking up with someone you “love” because you didn't hear what you wanted to hear when you wanted to hear it makes that person a jerk.

This seems sort of like the whole “friend zone” myth. A dude decided he wants to date someone but that person doesn't want to date him therefore it is the other person's fault because the dude wants to date them, so they should date the dude! He's decided that he is the right guy for this person, so it must be true. The other person is just a bitch.

Dean loves Rory and is ready to say it, therefore Rory must love Dean and be ready too. He's reached this point so, goddammit, she needs to be at this point too. After all Dean decides how emotions work.

Dean is a teenager (and did something dumb out of emotion) so I can sort of forgive him for not fully empathizing and acting out of hurt feelings. It is the fact that Lorelei keeps sticking up for the dude who was trying to emotionally manipulate her daughter that gets to me. That was part of the “rage trilogy” from last season that made me annoyed at Lorelei because she was all “See it from his side” which is totally valid except for the fact that his side was to act like a brat who didn't get the ice cream he wanted *right then*.

Uge!

Okay on to somewhat happier things. Lorelei's date. That was cute and funny, how she was all proud of being a casual dater and I even liked a lot of jokes Luke made about how old the guy was. It was also really cute how Sookie tried to explain Luke to her. But Luke was being snarkier than necessary. I mean Lorelei is firmly set on her course of sailing that river in Egypt, so she's not going to ask him out right now. I get him being jealous, but he could, you know *ask her out*. I get why he doesn't, I mean what if she says no? But if what Sookie said is supposed to be true, that he's upset because it seems like Lorelei would date anyone but him, how can he be pissed at her when he's never asked? I guess that's why Luke limits it to taking pot shots and then being grouchy(ier) because he realizes he's sulking? Oddly I don't mind this sort of stuff when it involves Luke and Lorelei but when the same stupid jealousy stuff comes up with Rory and Dean, it bugs me. Maybe because as pouty as Luke gets he doesn't act like he owns Lorelei? Don't know really. Luke is likable, Dean is not. Might be as simple as that.

A forgettable episode followed by a pretty good one. Episode 8 didn't have Jess and despite revolving around Rory's love life Dean was less irritating than Tristian. Nothing has pissed me off horribly yet. So far, so good.