#and it's because of monica's reaction i think

[diver5ion]

[spirits-having-flown]

“matthew, it is with heavy heart i say goodbye. the times we had together are honestly among the favorite times of my life. it was an honor to share the stage with you and to call you my friend. i will always smile when i think of you and i’ll never forget you. never. spread your wings and fly brother, you’re finally free. much love. and i guess you’re keeping the 20 bucks you owe me.” - matt leblanc

“i am so grateful for every moment i had with you matty and i miss you every day. when you work with someone as closely as i did with matthew, there are thousands of moments i wish i could share. for now here's one of my favorites. to give a little backstory, chandler and monica were supposed to have a one night fling in london. but because of the audience's reaction, it became the beginning of their love story. in this scene, before we started rolling, he whispered a funny line for me to say. he often did things like that. he was funny and he was kind. 🤍🕊️" - courteney cox

“oh boy this one has cut deep... having to say goodbye to our matty has been an insane wave of emotions that i've never experienced before. we all experience loss at some point in our lives. loss of life or loss of love. being able to really sit in this grief allows you to feel the moments of joy and gratitude for having loved someone that deep. and we loved him deeply. he was such a part of our dna. we were always the 6 of us. this was a chosen family that forever changed the course of who we were and what our path was going to be. for matty, he knew he loved to make people laugh. as he said himself, if he didn't hear the 'laugh' he thought he was going to die. his life literally depended on it. and boy did he succeed in doing just that. he made all of us laugh. and laugh hard. in the last couple weeks, i've been pouring over our texts to one another. laughing and crying then laughing again. i'll keep them forever and ever. i found one text that he sent me out of nowhere one day. it says it all. matty, i love you so much and i know you are now completely at peace and out of any pain. i talk to you every day... sometimes i can almost hear you saying "could you BE any crazier?" rest little brother. you always made my day... ❤️🕊️” - jennifer aniston

“matty, thank you for ten incredible years of laughter and creativity. i will never forget your impeccable comic timing and delivery. you could take a straight line of dialogue and bend it to your will, resulting in something so entirely original and unexpectedly funny it still astonishes. and you had heart. which you were generous with, and shared with us, so we could create a family out of six strangers. this photo is from one of my favorite moments with you. now it makes me smile and grieve at the same time. i imagine you up there, somewhere, in the same white suit, hands in your pockets, looking around— "Could there BE any more clouds?” “ - david schwimmer

“shot the pilot, friends like us, got picked up then immediately, we were at the nbc upfronts. then... you suggested we play poker and made it so much fun while we initially bonded. thank you for that. thank you for making me laugh so hard at something you said, that my muscles ached, and tears poured down my face every day. thank you for your open heart in a six way relationship that required compromise. and a lot of "talking." thank you for showing up at work when you weren't well and then, being completely brilliant. thank you for the best 10 years a person gets to have. thank you for trusting me. thank you for all I learned about grace and love through knowing you. thank you for the time i got to have with you, matthew.” - lisa kudrow

friends cast remembers matthew perry 🤍🕊️

[transvampireboyfriend]

Eddie would come up with the most elaborate schemes to kiss Steve for the first time.

here's mine: He realizes Steve is a gossip early on, like the first time they all hang out someone mentions a rumour in passing and Steve latches on. Eddie is delighted. He's enamoured by the twinkle in Steve's eyes and the intensity in his probing, even the enthusiasm in giving out the information he has about the people in question.

So Eddie knows what he has to do.

Whenever Eddie sees or hears something that frankly should not be any of his business he makes sure to tell Steve. He doesn't mention it to anybody else and most of the time he doesn't care about it much, but he needs to tell Steve.

And he only does it when it's just the two of them. He finds Steve in a secluded corner of the Family Video, says "i think my boss is cheating on his wife" and is rewarded with a gasp.

He follows after Steve when he goes to refill the popcorn in the middle of movie night and casually asks "you know who I saw the other day coming out of Laura's house at 3am?" Steve raises his eyebrows higher than Eddie has ever seen.

He calls Steve at midnight on a Wednesday and opens with "my neighbors are definitely getting back together" Steve answers with a devastated "noooo!"

He leaves the kids in the cookie aisle to go catch up to Steve and lean on the shopping cart shoulder to shoulder and whisper "dont look now, but Heather and Monica are here together, right behind us. They ARE dating" Steve looks immediately.

And Eddie's not only excited about his initial reactions, but he thanks the heavens for his discovery because it gets him Steve's total, undivided attention every.fucking.time. without fail.

Steve turns fully to him, touches Eddie's arms for emphasis, shoves him when Eddie says something dumb, tugs on a strand of his hair a bit when Eddie says something silly, opens his eyes SO wide or squints at him and his eyelashes look sooo pretty. Steve leans in and whispers back and grins and teases and scrunches his nose in the most adorable gesture Eddie has ever seen in his life.

With practice, Eddie goes from having to give Steve's shoulder a back handed slap to get his attention, to just looking at him directly for like 5 seconds and then Steve knows Eddie has something to tell him.

so he does it at dinner, on a nondescript date at a nondescript hour because, mostly, Eddie just kinda can't take it anymore.

He's listening to Steve tell this story about a costumer and frankly, forgets to look away from him and Steve interprets this as Eddie having something to say. He cuts himself off, tilts his head and asks "what?" with mirth in his voice.

Eddie smiles, a little mischievous and says "c'mere I have to tell you something"

Steve smiles back, but says "we're the only ones here, Eds" gesturing to his kitchen.

Eddie rolls his eyes a bit and threatens "do you want me to tell you or not?"

Steve leans across the table, his cut off tank almost touching their spaghetti.

Eddie wants to shove his hands through the armpit holes, but he settles for holding Steve's jaw and threading his fingers through the hair at the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.

Steve's lips are as soft and warm as he expected, he tastes of the red sauce they cooked together and he smells good enough to eat. Eddie indulges in a thorough kiss but keeps it short.

No matter how many times Steve looks at him like he's the most interesting person in the room, he hasn't outright said that he likes Eddie like that, so he'd rather be careful.

Eddie pulls back and finds Steve smiling, his eyes closed still.

Steve blinks his eyes open and looks at Eddie, his tongue darts out to swipe across his lips and he says "I think that's the best one you've told me yet"

Eddie snorts and feels his cheeks burn "Yeah?" he asks.

"Mmhm" Steve confirms against his lips, already kissing Eddie again.

It takes a while, but eventually Eddie realizes Steve doesn't only give him his undivided attention when he has gossip. He does it pretty much all the time.

Maybe at some point it expanded to everything Eddie has to say.

Or maybe it was like that all along.

[freakingholland]

“The way to a gal’s heart is through her stomach.” - Jason Todd x fem!reader

A/N: Beep boop another Jason imagine, enjoy cuties <3

Warnings: not proofread, slightly suggestive content, swear words

Summary: Jason Todd is not only a superhero, he’s also a master of tomato soups. (fluff, domestic theme, slightly suggestive content)

Word count: 850 +

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“NOOO, no no no I GOT THIS, SIT DOWN MA’AM” Jay said, waving his hands dramatically as if he was trying to shoo you away from the kitchen.

“Don’t raise your voice at me fucker!” you said snorting with laughter.

“Yes, ma’am BUT SIT DOWN PLEASE-- I GOT THIS LOVE!” Jay tilted his head and waited for your reaction giving you an innocent look.

“PLEASE! I GOT THIS!”

“Okay! Okay I will…” you said with your hands up, slowly turning away from your boyfriend. You were standing in the kitchen. You just got back home from work and were about to start making dinner for the both of you. However, Jason had other plans and was making sure that you wouldn’t lift your finger.

“Soooo, what do we have on the menu chef Todd?” Jason smirked as he saw you folding your arms over your chest and leaning against the counter. He reached for an apron that was hanging near the stove.

His triceps rounded as he moved his hands behind his back to tie it on himself. They were pretty tightly squeezed by a short sleeve of his t-shirt. You were wondering whether he was purposefully flexing just to make you feel a certain way.

“I was thinking of a baked tomato soup. But-- I shall gladly fulfill my significant other’s…” he prolonged.

“-dining desires…as­-- it’s my personal wish to suffice her stomach.” His words made you shake your head with a growing smile. God. This guy’s eloquence is truly admirable. So is his charm. And his warmth despite the hardships that life had thrown at him.

“Sounds good.”

“You sure?”

“Yep.”

“Sweet. Tomato soup it is.”

“How was work?” he continued.

“Could have been better honestly.  Collins had a problem again and decided to throw a fit at the end of the shift. Called in a meeting last minute just to scream his ass of for 20 minutes-- AS IF we could change anything.”

“Monica was late to pick up her son from preschool because of the asshole.” You continued your rant.

“Yeah, Collins has a knack for ruining everyone’s day,” Jay said, shaking his head as he rinsed his hands.

“It’s like the guy feeds off stress.”

“Exactly! And the worst part is, it’s not just me. Everyone’s been feeling it. EVEN Monica, who’s usually so calm, was on the verge of tears today. It’s just not fair.”

“Did she call you?” He asked.

“She texted me when I was entering our building.”

He shook his head no sympathizing with your work story.

“Ugh, I hate that for her. And for you,” Jay said, turning to face you. “You don’t deserve to deal with that crap every day.”

“Thanks,” you replied with a tired smile. “It’s just frustrating. I mean, we’re all trying our best, but Collins seems to think yelling at us is some sort of solution.”

“Man, I don’t know what to say… asshole’s pissing me off.” He licked his lips.

“And how is Jared doing?” Jay continued wanting to change the topic.

“He’s alright as far as I know.” You bit your lower lip.

“You know what? I actually thought about inviting them for dinner some time.” You said shyly.

Jay, still focused on the cutting board, looked up, noticing the slight hesitation in your tone.

“Why are you shying away like that?” he asked, with curiosity and concern in his voice as he turned to face you, pausing his chopping.

“Well, I wanna know-- if you’d have the energy and will to have guests over on your night off…?”

Jay walked over to the sink to wash his hands. He stepped away from the counters to kiss the top of your head as you were mentally supporting him in his cooking, watching from the tall bar stool.

“We can totally think about it, don’t worry about my energy.”

“I—Well I-- just didn’t want to overwhelm you--, you know? I know how hard you’ve been working lately, and I didn’t want to add more to your plate.”

Jay smiled, his eyes full of that familiar warmth that always made you feel at ease.

“I get it, and I really appreciate you looking out for me like that.”

“But honestly-- having them over might be just what we need. A break from the usual, a chance to relax, catch up with some good friends, and just enjoy each other’s company. It could be a lot of fun.” He continued.

„Plus, it would be a great opportunity to show off my cooking skills.” He said with a cheeky smile plastered across his face.

“Yeeeaah right…”

“Yeah right what?” Jay looked over his shoulder, pretending to be offended.

“’Kay hear me out-- how about we make a deal? If I can whip up the best tomato soup you’ve ever had, you have to admit I’m the better cook.”

“And if it’s-- just, okay?” you teased, biting your lower lip playfully. Jay leaned in closer, his voice deepened.

“Then maybe I’ll have to find another way to prove I’m the best at… handling things.”

“I like your confidence, Todd.”

“And I—like you Y/L/N.”

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Stay whelmed xx

Tori

[ohnopeh]

i love the idea that ian finally understands he had been making mickey believe he wasn't loved enough for not singing the paper.

he goes to mickey showing a ring and mickey is hopeful but also wary of what is happening, then ian says it

i love ian, but darling, you can be a bit dumb (its okay you are learning)

what could have mickey possibly thought? that ian will marry him cause gallagher keep their promises? that's all to it? is it not because he supposedly loves him and genuinely wants that?

the look on mickey's face as he realises what ian said makes me think that it was the moment mickey fears were ''confirmed''. ian didn't love him enough, of course he wouldn't, why would he? ian bought the promise ring, yes, but he still wouldn't wear it but hang it on his neck where he can hide it, is mickey not it? and then mickey says it

he realises mickey had been thinking ian didn’t love him and that’s it, he tried many times. by coming out, being there during the whole diagnosis, being broken up with but still thinking of him and hoping to be together, thinking he will be with him in mexico and then getting himself back to prison so that he can be with him, support him through all that. but that was it. he didn't have it in him to fight for them anymore, he had the rights to finally put himself first and say ''that's enough''. ‘you don’t love me enough now, and that’s fine, it’s cool.’

but ian fucked up. he now knows that mickey believed he wasn't enough, he wasn't the right one for ian.

it didn't even cross his mind that it could have been a possibility, cause since the diagnosis, ian had been so sure that he wasn't worth of mickey and the pain that comes by being around him, loving him.

so ian thinks : how can you ever be so sure you love me? how can you even possibly be in love with me when i have such disorder that won't make it easy for you? what do you even see in me to think i'm worth all of that?

the only explaination ian can think of for someone like mickey to fight so hard for their relationship to work is that : he's either crazy or he never experienced any other type of relationship before.

cause ian has, ian has dated other people after mickey and none of them loved him. one cheated on him, gaslighting him that it was okay cause it was a chick and not a guy. the other made it a challange for ian to be attracted to him, didn't respect ian when it came to his trauma regarding monica, didn't really care about ian being off his meds, being more concerned that his mania was making him the star of the news and not what trevor really wanted. mickey had never done that, mickey had always been there for ian and he knows that— he knows that mickey is the one he loves and the one that will do anything for him. he broke up with him because he loved mickey too much and wanted him to be free.

being with those people made it impossible for ian to even pretend that mickey wasn't the one he loved and that loved him back.

but mickey? he never had a relationship other than the one with ian, so how could he know that ian is the one if he never dated anyone else? someone ‘normal’, someone that wouldn’t make him worry and watch for his mood swings?

ian is telling mickey that he has a choice to do better— he’s telling him that out there, there’s someone that won’t hurt him, that won’t make mickey think they’re not in love enough to take the big step with him. cause ian knows mickey is everything— but how could mickey know that ian is that for him too?

i love how mickey’s expression changes as ian speaks. it's the moment it hits him that ian loves mickey enough, he loves him too much so that he questions himself just as much, deciding for both of them (once again) what mickey needs and who he shouldn't be with.

and i love that mickey finally understands everything, he understands why ian broke up with him in s5 and tried to move on and pretend mickey wasn’t what he wanted. mickey's first reaction is just to shake his head and say ''jesus christ, ian.''

and ian looks so confused, he might be thinking : what did i say wrong? i know i am right, you know that this is true. i'm a problem, i'm not worth it, can't you see? but that's mickey’s limit, it was ian’s moment to work on his not worthy of your love shit and realise that it’s all bullshit cause mickey is all in for them. he always has been no matter what.

and mickey knows so well that he can't do anything else to prove it to ian. he straight up tells him the answer to lip's ''figure out why you don't wanna marry him.'' 'cause he doesn't believe he's worth it. but mickey has proved him enough, mickey has told him what's ian true fear is and its not mickey's love for him that will fix it. it was ian's job to work through with it (and he did!! of course he did) back when this episode came out, i was so angry and frustrated about it, i guess growing up makes you see things differently uh?

[anangelwhodidntfall]

If you're requests are open can I request for Rip. Being where Kayce has a daughter and she has a secret relationship with Rip. So the pair have to tell Kayce that she is pregnant 😊

A/N: I made the reader about 22, meaning that Kayce had her when he was a teenager and thus he is about 38 in this and Rip is about 40.

Forgive Me Father: Rip Wheeler

You thought you were gonna faint seeing the two positive lines on the multiple pregnancy tests sitting on the counter there was no way this was happening. You sighed trying to regather your thoughts when a knock came on the bathroom door making you panic.

"You alright in there, darlin'?" Your boyfriend asked. 

You took a deep breath and opened the door deciding to face this head-on with him, and then based on what his reaction was to it, would determine your next steps. 

"Rip I need to tell you something." You said reaching for his hand as he walked into the bathroom with you. 

"I'm pregnant." You said showing him the multiple positive pregnancy tests that rested on the counter. 

You became more nervous the longer he stood there looking at them not saying a word and his emotionless face didn't help either. Finally, he turns towards you and wraps you in his arms with a huge smile. 

"I can't believe we are going to have a baby, darlin'. Sure we won't be able to keep this a secret anymore, but I'm so happy." He said looking at you with a huge smile.

"You mean that? Because I don't want you to feel like...." You started to say but he cut you off.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." He said placing a kiss on your lips.

The next few days were full of bliss for you guys, as you both went to verify the news of your pregnancy with your doctor before you told anyone. You were very much pregnant about six weeks and the doctor got you set up for all of your appointments and gave you some recommendations on what to do and not to do. 

"What do you mean you knew grandpa?" You asked your grandfather after you knew. 

"I know everything that goes on at this ranch. But I'm so happy to have another grandkid on the way, what did your father say about it?" He asked. 

"We haven't told him." You said quietly as Rip squeezed your hand.

Told me what?" Your dad asked walking into the room with Monica. 

Your father looked at your grandpa and then over to you and Rip who were holding hands and that's when the realization hit him. 

"How long?" He asked you two. 

"Almost a year." Rip said. 

"You've gotta be kidding me." He said looking at you two. 

"Wish we were." You said looking at him. 

"You took advantage of my daughter! I should've known that letting her work here would be a mistake. and how could you as her grandfather let this happen?" Your dad said angrily. 

"Dad he didn't take advantage of me! We didn't even pursue anything until this year! Now I love him and I'm gonna have his kid whether you like it or not." You said. 

"I'm gonna kill you." Your dad said to Rip. 

A fight broke out between the two of them as you watched in horror, you knew your dad would be mad but never did you think that it would be this bad. Eventually, Rip got off your dad off of him and walked over to where you were. 

"I'm disappointed in you, y/n." Your dad said before him and Monica left.

You were upset for the next few days, you really wondered if you were a disappointment to your friends and your wonderful boyfriend tried everything in his power to cheer you up but nothing was working, so he stepped out to go grab you guys dinner. 

Your dad on the other hand felt guilty about what had happened a few nights ago and after speaking with Monica, he decided to go make things right with you before he lost you forever. He pulled up to yours and Rip's place and knocked on the door where you answer it.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" You asked him shocked. 

"I was hoping we could talk things out and I could apologize for being a jackass the other night." He said as you nodded your head. 

"Baby I'm not disappointed with you, I was just in shock to hear that you and rip were expecting let alone dating, it was a lot, and apologize for my actions. If I am being honest, I'm glad you are with Rip because I know that he would protect you and my grandkid with his life. Do you think you can forgive me?" He asked you. 

"I can, thank you for saying that daddy." You said hugging him. 

Rip walked in with dinner and smiled when he saw you and your dad hugging meaning that you guys had finally made up. 

"Rip I know we don't have the best history and I'm sorry for the other night." Your dad said to him.

"It's alright, I would've done the same thing, would like to stay for dinner?" He asked your father who nodded his head. 

[sgiandubh]

Gleberman's podcast, take 2: the video edition

I volunteered to take one for the team, again, this time watching (or trying to, at least) the video version of Gleberman's infamous podcast on Youtube (if you are a masochist, like me, feel free: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_md73Ws2O4&t=303s). You see, I was so intrigued by the OTT praise that I wanted to see the live reactions. To do so, I even watched it at a 0,25 reduced speed ratio, just to catch up those pesky, spontaneous facial expressions he couldn't possibly hide.

Let's start with what we all know: in 10 years, S is much, much better at hiding his game and almost proficient at mastering the poker face. But if you really pay attention (and I did), you might still notice some interesting things: after all, we aren't robots and we can't calibrate or control everything. So, here's my take on what I saw, with screencaps, and covering only the bits I quoted in my first post (https://www.tumblr.com/sgiandubh/733285180488450048/and-kia-ora-to-new-zealand-like-youve )- the rest was really beyond my patience and goodwill abilities, to be honest.

A word and a question on the staging of this podcast, before anything else. I am always paying great attention to the outfits of the people who participate, because I believe they are an integral part of the show itself. While Gleberman's was, to be honest, unacceptably sloppy, S was right on point the message he wanted to convey, with the short-sleeved (?) khaki shirt that spelled three things: Bachelor. Traveler/Explorer. Tropical Chic. As a side note, I wish he'd been dressed like that in the Nevis resort suite snippet: not the usual Peter Panesque/Marty McFly/boyz in da hood outfit. But hey, that's just me, what do I know, after all, maybe the boy really feels more relaxed in those. Brand-wise, however, I will never cease to drum up the urgent need to step up the outfit game and start aligning it with the real age.

The other thing that intrigued me is common to S and C: their love of cupboards and hallways when it comes to playing the show/not show game on podcasts 'from home'. Because they know we watch and because they know, by now, we are probably worse than the MI-6, we're left with... eh... nothing. He apparently found the perfect solution with that sort of a connecting space he is always showing us, lately. Seriously, though, who the hell places himself in front of an opening (sliding door?) to a bigger room, except when wanting to block both the view and any other interpretation? Heh. Things that make one go 🤔.

Anyways. Let's have a look at some reactions I have screencapped:

Gleberman: 'same sweetest person and like an amazing human being'.

Translation: I am pursing my lips and bracing myself for the rest of the #silly compliment. I can't possibly express how much this annoys and embarrasses the bejesus out of me. But hey, Monica, have at it and let's be done already with this circus.

Gleberman: '...and friend to talk to and I just love you.'

Translation: I close my eyes because I don't want to hear the OTT crap this woman is shamelessly peddling around. I cross my arms defensively, because this is the best I can do. I really pray internally she'd immediately stop it, somehow (though I am fully aware she won't and this is just the beginning). She definitely overstepped a red line and I don't want to be a part of it.

S: '.I think there's...there's a lot of smoke and mirrors, this is ALL fake.'

Translation: I am talking with my hands to make a point (and also to show off the damn rings - oh, Lord, let them talk about these to oblivion, on socials). I am also covering my face with a gesture evocative of a smoke curtain, because ultimately I feel the need to protect myself from the smiling entity on the other side of my screen and because, at the same time, I know exactly what I did here. Oops, I just unleashed another half-in-jest zeppelin, that people could pretzel exactly how they see fit. However, it's true: my public persona is a carefully curated lie. Peekaboo, underneath I know very well what my committed truth is.

S: ' I am the double'.

Translation: I am opening my arms and I am puffing out my chest. There, I've said it. Ha! I am in full defiant mode, now. I meant every single word I just said and damn the consequences.

I wish I'd had the patience to watch it all. But I think I've managed to analyze the most interesting part of it. Overall, there was quite a bit of stress involved on S's side (lots of chin grabbing, etc), the only one I was interested in. She was simply not worth my attention and I doubt she, unlike many other people in the media, 'knows stuff'. If anything, that only served to validate my first impressions.

And yes, always look for the presence of the teeny-tiny abnormal detail. Sometimes (not always) it can prove rewarding.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Can I request Nsfw Alphabet with Monica Geller?

Thanks in advance

I got multiple requests for a nsfw alphabet with Monica so naturally I'm just gonna combined them lol. this is gender neutral and not strictly with a fem reader btw because whenever I write for smth like the nsfw alphabet I prefer to have it where anyone can read/enjoy it. that being said, I hope it was worth the wait!

Monica Geller nsfw alphabet

Warnings: smut (duh), gender neutral reader

Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Almost as soon as you're completely done with having sex, she has you get up so she can change the sheets (kidding....for the most part). She'll wait to do that if you're both exhausted, but in general she has a pretty strict aftercare routine that she follows. Both of you get wiped down with a damp rag, and you both drink water/have a light snack to help regain your energy even if you plan on taking a nap directly after.

Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

I don't think she has just one favorite body part. You've gotta remember, she's an ex fat girl who still can't help but obsess over how she looks. I'd say she's awfully proud of her physique/body in general due to how slim she is now versus when she was still in high school (I'm not saying that mindset is a healthy one, it's just the one she has in my opinion).

On you? She loves your stomach and thighs, especially if you're chubby there. Part of her yearns to be confident enough to be okay with gaining some of the weight back, but for now she prefers to just dote and fawn over you instead. She loves it if you have belly rolls, and any stretch marks get extra love whenever she presses playful kisses to your body during foreplay.

Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Cum? On her sheets? No thank you. If there's one thing she hates, it's the idea of making a mess. Sometimes you may be able to get her to forget about it if the sex is passionate enough, but the clean freak in her still can't help but worry about the stain your mixed body fluids will leave. On the other hand, the idea of being so caught up in each other that you two completely wreck the bed turns her on to no end. It lets her live a little, and the joy of getting to use her new detergent to wash the sheets afterwards just makes it all the more better.

Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She kind of has a thing for people older than her (that one's not a massive secret, as she did date Richard at one point). Also, messy kitchen sex? I know it sounds kind of weird, but imagine you're having a playful fight where she's trying to make a cake and you put icing on her nose, so she playfully tosses flour at you, etc. It's not super dirty, but given her reputation for hating messes of any kind she'd rather die than let people know she thinks a food fight resulting in sex is pretty hot.

Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

I'd say she has a fair amount of experience. I think it's canon that she didn't lose her virginity until after high school, but that doesn't mean she hasn't had her share of boyfriends (and girlfriends, as I'm a bisexual Monica truther), not to mentions hook-ups or one-night stands. I wouldn't say she's tried everything there is to try, but she's not inexperienced, that's for sure.

Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position where she can see your face to gauge your reactions and has access to kiss you. It doesn't matter whether the sex you're having is quick and rough or slow and gentle, she likes to pepper your face and neck with kisses regardless.

Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She's not very goofy herself, but I think she'll put up with a reasonable amount of it from her partner (you've gotta remember who she ended up marrying in the show, because I just know Chandler was cracking jokes on the occasion while they did the deed). If the type of sex you're having is more light hearted and playful then you may be able to get a funny quip or two out of her, but that's about it. She will, however, giggle like crazy if you do the same thing.

Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Oh yeah, she definitely keeps things tidy down there. I wouldn't say she'd go so far as to wax (not sure if anyone remembers the episode with the "painless" wax strips or not) but she at the very least keeps everything trimmed back. It's more of a personal preference than it is for her partner, so I'm not sure how willing she'd be to let it grow out. Assuming you guys have been together for a while, she may skip shaving in the shower, but she won't let it grow out too much. Her pubes are the same dark color as her hair is, if not slightly darker.

Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She can be pretty romantic when she wants to be, especially when she's set the mood beforehand. Anniversarys, birthdays, any sort of special occaison like that will have her finding the perfect lingerie set to wear for later that night when you finally get home and have the place to yourselves.

Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She can and will always make time to masturbate if she really needs to. One thing about her is you do not want to get on her bad side when she's sexually frustrated with no way to let it out. If she has to kick everybody out of her apartment long enough for her to get some relief, then she will, and no one bothers to protest because an angry Monica is a scary Monica.

Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I'm a firm believer that she has some sort of a praise kink from the way she was overlooked by her parents and treated in high school. She always has to be the best at everything she does, and to hear validation from you that she's making you feel good and doing well at whatever it is that she's doing boosts her confidence (and her sex drive).

Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom is obviously the most ideal place to have sex, but I really don't think she'd be against having sex in a more revealing place. As we've seen from the show, she's not above slipping into an empty room in a public setting for a quickie if need be. The thrill of getting caught outweighs most of the risks, in her opinion.

Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly? When you clean or organize something and do a good job at it. There's nothing worse to her than a messy apartment, so if you ever do her the favor of managing to clean in the way she likes it's such a massive turn-on for her. Another one is praising, like I said earlier. If you ever compliment her on a dish that she's made really well or the way she's cleaned you're basically giving her an invitation for sex. You'll see her pupils dilate before she pulls you in for a passionate kiss.

No (something they won't do, turn offs)

Degradation, from you or her. It goes back to her insecurities about never being good enough, and it makes her question her worth to have someone call her names, even in a scene. This goes for her degrading you too, by the way. She just can't bring herself to be mean to you in that way during sex, even if you've given her the go ahead and established a safe word.

Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This is another one of those things that she stresses about and practices until she's the best at it. And by the best, I mean the absolute best. Regardless of whatever you have going on in your pants or down betwen your legs, she's going to be really good at pleasing you with her mouth and tongue. In terms of whether she prefers giving or receiving, she actually doesn't have much of a preference. It all depends on the situation for her, and who made the first move.

Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She could be either depending on the mood set. If it's a more romantic night or you're celebrating something, she's much slower, choosing to take her time. However, if you've sneaked away for a quickie obviously she's going to be faster and maybe a little rough. One thing that's certain is that she always makes sure to check that you're comfortable with the pace before continuing.

Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As a professional chef, she already has a lot of stuff on her plate, so it's safe to say quickies don't bother her and are actually one of her preferred methods of getting off. Long and slow sessions don't typically happen unless one or both of you planned for it ahead of time, so it's not uncommon for you to have a quickie whenever you get the chance.

Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She takes a reasonable amount of risks. She doesn't have any qualms about having sex in a semi-public location, and she's open to trying new things if you're up for it.

Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

If it's a quickie or if she's had to wait a while for relief, she probably won't last very long, but she'll most likely be up for another round soon after. In fact, she has pretty good stamina in general, usually able to go for several rounds before stopping. You're more likely to tap out before her.

Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She owns a few different toys. A regular sized vibrator, a bullet vibrator for whenever she needs something small for out of town, and maybe a risque pair of handcuffs hidden away somewhere. Depending on your personal preference, she'll use them on either you or her, and if you ever want to try something specific then she'd be more than happy to (discreetly) order it for you.

Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not a whole lot, but sometimes she'll wear a dress that's more revealing when you guys go out to eat dinner and the like. She doesn't like to tease you as much as you'd think because she doesn't like the feeling of having a ton of pent-up sexual energy with nothing to do with it.

Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh, she can be loud. She'll restrain herself if you absolutely need to be quiet, but if not then she's not bothering to hold anything back. Pants, moans, groans- with her, you always know whether you're doing well or not, because her sounds will dictate it.

Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Honestly? I could see her being into feederism, which is basically when you get off on feeding other people/being fed by another person. She most likely wouldn't have a preference on who does which, whether it's her feeding you or you feeding her. In fact, she might even want the two of you to feed each other at the same time. It's almost a way for her to pay homage to her old self while comfortably entertaining the idea of her healthily gaining a few extra pounds and keeping them.

X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

She definitely has stretch marks (yeah I said it). There's several all along her body, including her boobs, thighs, and stomach. Most of them are pretty faded due to how old they are and how long it's been since she's lost weight, but if you ever compliment them or gently trace your fingers along them when you're laying in bed together she'll melt and propose to you on the spot. She's joking, don't worry (for the most part, anyway).

Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It's not extremely high, but I could see her wanting to have sex at least once or twice a week, maybe more if the two of you aren't busy for once. Again, she doesn't like having to wait for too long if she's in the mood. That's not to say she'd ever pressure you into having sex, because she wouldn't, it just means if you're unavailable for sex or just don't want to have it she has to get some time for herself to take care of the issue, otherwise she's going to explode.

Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes her a little bit, especially if she has the nagging urge to immediately get up and change the sheets. Pillow talk is one of her favorite times to have deep, intimate conversations, so she'd love to do that with you if you're up for it, but she understands if you're too tired.

End notes: it's kind of embarrassing just how quickly I wrote this

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Layla 6x08 - my reaction

I am so happy to see Layla in therapy, and appreciative that she got such consideration in an episode about Billy giving letters to the other kids. 

I love that we’re asking questions! I love questioning what we watch, dissecting it, I love exploring character dynamics and relationships, and we have so many in this show. I love talking about my favourite couple clearly, so I love them talking about it too. We missed some conversations surrounding their engagement given it was a surprise proposal and then there was a time-jump to them just getting on with it, I'm pleased to address it now. I mentioned this in my 5x20 posts that I wanted to hear from them about their engagement, and honestly a lot of the doubts I had back then have kind of been relinquished now.

“Why did you propose to me?” So earnest, so vulnerable. Layla is trying to make sense of everything and she’s building ground up. “Do you love me more than you loved her [...]” We know so much about how Layla struggles to put her trust in others and accept their love and she did watch Jordan be in love and fail at marriage once on top of all the other relationships they've seen and been in, she needs to KNOW why this will be different (I asked for exactly this!). Not just want it to be, think it will be, but KNOW it will be successful. The whole conversation, Jordan was so tense and scared of what she might say, he’s scared by her questions because the answers, “Because I love you, obviously” “Layla I fell in love with YOU”, "We take care of each other", are very obvious and clear to him, but not to her. Depression can cloud your perspective and thinking. Asking the questions is so active, not passive, not avoidant, just such an effort on her part and so much progress in my opinion.

We’re REALLY sitting right up in there with her in this therapy session, exploring her struggles thoroughly and step by step. We’re not getting a snippet or a reference to it, we’re getting all of it, what a privilege. She’s so vulnerable in this space. Layla goes around as this mini grown-up, running businesses and handling herself, but it’s not true. She really is just that little girl, this flashback brought back that depth to her. A scene of her discussing her mum in therapy? Come on. SOO head-on, SOO true, so so honest and deep and so fucking good. What we’re learning about Layla, it’s new and different but all makes sense and adds to her and reveals what she carries at all times. She lost her mum, but she inherited her depression, and that journey unfolded after her death so only had memories to reconcile it all with. “What if I don't want to remember?” She is stripping all defences. As for the memory itself…

TRUE CINEMA!!!!!!!!!!!! BEST SCENE EVER ???! SO GOOD SO DEEP and genuinely so profound. I was holding my breath throughout the scene, the way Greta portrayed the aching sadness was phenomenal. I saw Jordan and thought it was just a parallel to their present. When the camera pans to Layla, I’ll actually never forget it, I jumped. In this one scene, we’re seeing Layla past AND future. We’re seeing her true memory AND her own fears. She is present in the one scene in TWO pov’s, she is the baby girl AND she is the mother. A masterpiece. How much is she in control right now? Is she able to manipulate the memory at all? How much is Layla and how much is Monica? How she breaks when she says “Not for her…” makes me question. Before she even understood what depression means, Layla has felt like she couldn’t keep her mum alive, and has carried that all this time. The dad says “Layla needs you.” Yes childhood Layla needed her mum, current Layla needs future Layla to show she can get up, future Layla’s daughter needs her, current Layla still needs her mum! It’s grief and anxiety and so many other things. I am just in shock watching this, I never expected them to reach so deep inside of her, she's baring her whole soul to us! And obviously I’m giggling a bit at seeing Jordayla with a daughter hehe. Truly a standout scene to me, the best I can recall seasons and seasons.

She has clarity, she has selfdom and reflections and convictions; you look at me like that, you are not my dad. The convictions are real; you’ve seen all of me, we’ll be okay, I’m not my mum. She knows, I don’t want to be like my parents, I want to marry you, I need time. She has asked all the questions and done the digging and building and they have led her back, to here, to Jordan. Such clear communication in so many words, not only apologies and reassurances but laid out feelings and thoughts! I've been looking forward to this. 

The way Jordan says “I sprung the proposal on you” is unshakeable. He’d take back the happiest moment of his life to save her any pain. “The thought of marrying me made you (that) unhappy?”, “You don't want to marry me.” Him saying the hard words, it’s part of the out. He’s letting her off from having to say it. He’ll even break his heart himself to spare her that much! A minute ago he was joking about should he be worried that she has all those breakup phrases, and a minute later he is in all seriousness offering to break their engagement, for her. He'll give her any length of time, he’ll let her go entirely. 

The episode has left me feeling a little insane. Time to digest it a bit more slowly and I’ll probably be back with more to say haha. 

[answer2jeff]

the fatherhood theory:

my take on lip gallagher finding purpose in parenthood.

First things first, I quickly want to congratulate the writers for beautifully articulating the accuracy of Lip's initial reaction to Freddy's birth.

Tami had an extremely complicated birth that resulted in her requiring surgery. Lip, both as a new father and as a boyfriend, was legitimately terrified. He couldn't decide if he should stay with Tami or their son. His thought process probably included the possibility of the mother of his child suffering, further trailing to the fear of fatherly absence. Naturally, considering Lip's lack of a genuine father figure, contributing anything remotely resembling neglect or failure to accommodate to his son feels like the worst and most unforgivable thing he could ever do.

Secondly, I want to say that although Tami is quite different compared to Lip's other love interests, I think she was relatively realistic at the time. She has drive and compassion, and Lip loves a good sarcastic girl who affectionately ridicules the guy she loves. She's abrasive in a way that is more meant to establish her intelligence rather than actually put others around her down. Tami is also terrible at accepting criticism, but doesn't respond in the explosive anger that Lip does. She's more passive aggressive than, well...aggressive aggressive. Even though it's not quite the healthiest, it's much more flexible than rage.

In short, Lip sees a lot of himself in Tami. But, she's a more put together, determined version of him. She's the star that Lip never really turned out to be, even if she's not absolutely perfect. Their relationship is accurate for the conditions of the show (and Lip's life.) Tami doesn't give Lip a lot of opportunities to self sabotage because she's pretty much dubbed herself the lead of their relationship.

(not ignoring the fact that she said he'd be a shitty father by the way. that crushed my soul and i'll never forgive her but that's besides the point.)

Having to decide to let professionals (doctors and nurses, who he notoriously does not trust (rooted by capitalistic healthcare environments and the need for independence due to his childhood trauma), try their best to help Tami when she was literally blue and unresponsive, was difficult and extremely scary.

However, once Freddy has been properly cleaned and prepared to be held by his father, Lip suddenly finds the answer to so many of his interpersonal questions.

"I seem to have ruined everything I was once good at. Is there anything I won't automatically ruin just because I don't think I deserve it?"

Fatherhood.

"Would I be any better at this than my parents were?"

Yes, with practice.

"Would I be able to break the cycle?"

Yes, with love.

"Is it necessary for me to feel so deeply about the world?

Yes. Even if it's painful.

"And was it ever worth hiding that with anger?"

To some extent, yes. You wanted to protect yourself.

"Am I, deep down, past my inevitable quickness to rage, a good person?"

Yes. You always have been.

In hindsight, his excitement for becoming a dad seems kind of obvious considering his overjoyed and emotional reaction. But I think we can dig deeper beyond this surface level impression. Even if it's genuine and ultimately very good at showing Lip's love for his son. Something that I think really prepared Lip for the complications of parenthood was the time period during his time as a college student taking care of Liam.

He'd been surrounded by family members for his entire life that he did not trust. When Fiona, his beacon of support throughout his whole childhoo despite their complicated sibling relationship, made such a grave mistake that reflected neglect, Lip felt unsafe. Both Frank and Monica were typical offenders of drug and alcohol abuse. And they regularly dabbled in allowing these substance issues to affect their children.

Now there was really nobody in his family he could trust. Lip would have to re-learn how to fend for himself and his family. He's had plenty of experience, but he had a support system. Even if it contained his own siblings who lived the same abusive life as he did. But now that he didn't trust anyone around Liam, he literally had to become his primary caregiver.

"You're the closest thing to a dad we've ever had," said Ian Gallagher.

Becoming Freddy's father was the love that Lip needed in his life. Girlfriends are replaceable. Lip has proven this. But he always believed that once you become a father, you do not have the right to back out. And he'd always hold himself to that standard.

This is your life now. Do it right, or go to hell.

People like Lip need to have people in their lives who unconditionally rely on them. His siblings have chosen many times (and rightfully of course) to handle personal matters without Lip's advice. He hasn't gotten to feel as needed or as important as he deserved to be. Having a child, though unexpected, was the missing piece to the endless puzzle that was his life's purpose.

Lip's desire to be a good father not only stemmed from the failure of his own parents, but the fact that guiding his siblings through life was the one thing that everyone around him that everyone was convinced he couldn't do better than anyone else. (Personally, I think Fiona did a great job as an older sister. I'm more speaking from the perspectives and opinions of his siblings.)

Lip will feel love for himself through Teddy. Once he can finally succeed for the long term, he will find peace.

Not to say that he's automatically perfect, because he's not (and no one else is), but he's ready to take on the challange.

Freddy is the love of Lip's life.

And he always will be.

[ruebailey]

the marvels: a hot take (spoilers below)

hot take: the marvels isnt actually a horrible movie. i absolutely actually love it because for me its such a chaotic messy family between carol kamala and monica. theyre complicated and their banter is sooo funny yet they all act like they hate each other, when deep down we know they love each other. of course goose and his(her?) kittens are a highlight of the movie. i actually think this movie was very fun and enjoyable. i loved valkyries appearance, the singing planet was actually really interesting albeit awkward (though kamala and monicas reactions to carol being married to some random prince made it so much better), the storyline wasnt half bad, and i love how monica and carol didnt just meet up and everything was ok. monica still didnt trust carol ans truthfully they never got to have that talk about their past. yes it was discussed but never actually resolved before monica got trapped on the other side. im looking forward to any future projects with these three and can only hope monicas storyline is explored further, as well as kamalas and carols. im reaaaaallyyyy looking forward to kamala forming what will hopefully be "the young avengers" with kate and cassie and maybe riri and morgan stark so hopefully marvel delivers on that plotline as well! 🤞🏼

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 33 here/ Series Masterlist

Chapter 34

Summary : You go back to Minesotta to see Mrs Geller, You meet an actual Mark Johnson and all the weirdness leads Loki to believe that perhaps there's something going on in this timeline as well.

Warning: 18+, filthy smut , cunnilingus, HUGE Canon divergence (Just me making shit up), Dalia, Reader needs to seek professional help for her trust issues, topics dealing with cheating and falling out of love,

You were in the hospital at the moment, biting on your fingernails and waiting for the news regarding Mrs Geller, her condition hasn't improved and you were starting to lose hope, you should have been here, maybe she wouldn't have gotten hurt if you were here. You couldn't help but wonder if you caused all of this by messing with your timelines and changing fate.

Your phone started ringing so you sighed and picked it up,

"Darling are you alright?" He asked you softly and you couldn't help but smile at the sound of his voice. He wanted to be here with you, he really did and he was ready to risk it all but you convinced him not to do anything that would jeopardize things between him and other Avengers, and it would have been hella suspicious for him to come all the way here for his…Assistant.

"Yeahhh I'm just worried, I think should got to my apartment and come back again after i have slept" you took a deep breath as you said that.

"You did not go there first?"

"No I came here right from the airport" he sighed.

"You need to go get some sleep alright?" He said softly. Last night after he proposed to you and you said yes, just a few minutes later you got a call from your mom that Mrs Geller was in the hospital and your heart almost stopped beating for a second. It's been more than a month since you had seen her last and you missed her terribly, she had been like a motherly figure to you from the past few years.

"Yeahh are you busy?" You asked him so he was quiet for a moment before he answered.

"We are going for a convention darling..i wish you were here, I miss you already" he said softly so you smiled.

"I miss you too baby"

"I'll see you soon. Will convince Thor to take me there after dark, would you want that or you need your space my love?" Your eyes teared up as he said that,

"Why are you like this?"

"Like what?"

"So considerate all the time"

"Because I love you my sweet princess, you're mine to treat this way aren't you?" Your heart fluttered as he said that.

"I am yours" you said sheepishly and somehow he could picture your face being all warm and giddy, if he was there he'd have kissed the tip of your nose and continued to make you flush that way with his words and kisses.

"Be careful on the way home, alright?" He said to you so you hummed. Once he hung up, you got up to leave but you saw the doctor coming out of Mrs Geller's room so you decided to talk to him.

"Excuse me, how's she doing?" You asked him as he reached closer, he had dark brown hair, he was tall, almost 6 feet but shorter than Loki.

"Are you her daughter? Monica?" He asked you. British accent.

"Uhhh no i am y/n…her neighbor" he finally looked up at you from his clipboard as you said that.

"I'm Doctor Mark Johnson, I performed the surgery on her after–"

You chuckled so he stopped mid sentence and gave you a glare "What amused you?" You looked at him and stopped smiling as he questioned.

"Not just your..Wait, that's your actual name? For real"

"You think you're the first person to mock me for my name?" He said to you sternly, he seemed offended and rightly so.

"Oh Nooo I'm sorry I wasn't mocking you ..it's just..it sounds made up…never mind I'm sorry, what were you saying?" You asked him so he shook his head,

"She's in a coma for now and I can't say for certain whether her condition will improve or not"

Your eyes teared up as he revealed that information and his expressions softened a little because of your reaction.

"You should call her daughter "

"She'll be here soon" you said to him so he nodded.

"Is there any chance she'll be okay?" You asked him so he nodded again,

"Miracles happen all the time, just hope for that" you nodded, a miracle had to happen, you couldn't lose her, not like this, she didn't deserve that.

"Thank you for…uhhh..I'm sorry for the .. chuckling.. I didn't mean to..I was leaving anyways.. byeee" you turned around and bolted out of there before you'd embarrass yourself further in front of him.

How could his name be Mark Johnson? It's true that there were several people on earth with that name but what were the odds that he was someone you would meet?

As you walked inside your apartment you couldn't help but cry from all emotions you were feeling at the moment..you really needed to cry and cry as much as possible because everything that has been happening since you shifted your reality was starting to overwhelm you.

After taking a shower, you made a cup of tea and sat down on the couch, you couldn't deny how good it felt to have your privacy back. You just wished Loki was there with you as well.

After falling asleep on the couch when you woke up it was already 7 pm so you decided to go see Mrs Geller again. As you entered her room you saw Mark so you gave him a smile but he stared at you and went back to fiddling with his clipboard, you still couldn't wrap your head around his name but decided to not dwell on it for now.

Mrs Geller's daughter Monica was there too and as soon as you saw her she walked towards you and hugged you, you two weren't close but everytime she visited her mother all of you hung out together.

"I'm so sorry" you whispered softly as she cried and soon after she pulled away,

"I should have been here, she's getting older and i just –"

"Don't blame yourself, it could have happened anywhere, stop blaming yourself okay? She'll be okay I just know she'll pull through, she's just strong like that" You told her so she nodded.

The fact was, not Monica but perhaps you needed to be here as you were supposed to be, you couldn't help but wonder that if you were here, maybe just maybe her fate would have been different.

"Get some coffee" Mark said to Monica so she nodded and excused herself, you noticed how he was looking at her as she walked out.

"She's single" you bit on your tongue as soon as the words left your mouth.

"I'm sure i didn't ask" he said nonchalantly.

"Rightt" you mumbled in your mouth after digging a huge hole for yourself, all over again "Is she any better?" You asked to change the topic and avoid any further embarrassment.

"Can't say..were you two close? Don't often see neighbors visiting their neighbors like this"

"Yeah we are close..she's like a mother to me" your eyes teared up as you looked at her, you just wanted her to wake up and live the rest of her life, even after everything she had been through when she lost her husband she was still optimistic about life and she always looked out for you.

After visiting her you and Monica went for dinner to a nearby diner, as much as you missed Loki right now and god you missed him alot, it's barely been a day, but you had also missed doing all this normal people stuff, nobody was staring at you and looking for flaws to put you down here.

"Engaged?" Monica asked so you quickly took off the ring Loki had given you after he proposed and put it inside the pocket of your jeans.

"No it's just a ring" you chuckled nervously, you didn't know what to say to her. Did you say yes to getting married? You knew you wanted it with him but this isn't how you expected it to happen, you didn't want him to propose to you just because you felt insecure about yourself.

"Mom is always worried about you" she smiled as she said that you nodded.

"Well there's someone but we are not..engaged...yet"

You didn't even get a chance to tell Mrs Geller about Loki in this timeline, you remembered how happy she was when she met Loki and he gave her the sweater, but that didn't even happen, everything you had been through in the previous timeline never even happened.

When you made your way back to the apartment you called Loki but he was probably busy so you texted him but he didn't respond to that either.

What was he doing? Who was he with? You started to feel awful again as you thought about him being with a woman or Dalia, that man just proposed to you last night and you still doubted that he wanted to be yours forever.

Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves you then laid down on the couch and dozed off again, it felt good to have the freedom to sleep whenever you wanted. The more serious your relationship got the more insecure you became because your mind couldn't stop asking that one question. When will he finally be done with you?

Around 12 am you heard knocks on your window so you immediately sat up and smiled as you saw Loki on the other side, you ran towards your window and opened it immediately to get him inside, he hugged you as tightly as he could before he cupped your cheeks and kissed you.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were busy" you giggled so he kissed you again, he conjured a bouquet of your favorite flowers and it made you gasp and then he conjured something else, It was a box of cake,

"You don't remember, do you?" He grabbed your hand and walked towards the kitchen counter to put the cake down. It was your birthday, he remembered it even if you didn't.

You kissed him as lovingly as you could at the gesture and after you both were done celebrating you laid down with him on the bed, it reminded you of the old times

"This is the first time I'm celebrating my birthday twice in a year" he chuckled as you said that, he got on top of you and looked in your eyes before he kissed you sweetly.

"How are you feeling?" He asked as he caressed your hair with his fingers. He knew how much she meant to you and he was worried about Mrs Geller as well, she was a kind lady and didn't deserve this at all.

"I just want her to wake up and talk to me again, i didn't call her even once in the last month, she must have thought I forgot all about her as soon as I moved away" your eyes teared up so he smiled and caressed your cheek with the pad of his thumb,

"She'd never think of you like that Princess, you didn't have time to even breathe and I know she would understand if she knew. She will wake up and you will talk to her again I promise" you nodded as he said that, you needed assurance even if it wasn't really the truth.

"Lately all I have been doing is complaining about myself, tell me your thoughts, your feelings, I need to know please" he smiled and kissed you again as you said that

"I am alright as long as I have my princess, I don't think I would have been so eager to redeem myself if I didn't have you by my side" your eyes welled up even more so you kissed him passionately, his fingers linked with yours and as soon as he rubbed his thumb over your ring finger you knew the question would follow,

"Took the ring off I see?" He looked confused and slightly worried as he brought your hand up to inspect.

"I want to marry you lo ..i really do, I don't think I would want anything more than that, I never thought I'd ever want to get married because I was pretty sure I'd never fall so deeply in love, with you however I'd do it in a heartbeat But–" you hesitated to speak so he caressed your cheekbones with his fingers

"But?"

"I don't want you to marry me because you think you have to prove your trust or your loyalty to me"

"That's not why I wanted to marry you–"

"I know lo, i know your intentions are always so pure when it comes to me..but I want to let go of my issues and not think of you like that in my worst moments.. I need time for that and I know I'm not there just yet"

He cupped your cheeks as you said that and kissed you, he wanted nothing more than for you to heal from the traumas of your past, he wanted you to put your faith in him completely but he knew a thing or two about traumas, he knew it was never easy and as someone who understood how painful it was for your mind to be suffering that way he knew he'd be patient with you, he knew he would never be annoyed by your suffering because that's just what you'd do for him him as well.

"Alright I understand my little darling, what can I do for you today hmm? It's your birthday, what do you want us to do, though it's happening under unwanted circumstances but we are away from the tower like you had wanted" you smiled as he said that

"I just want to stay here baby ..just me and you like old times" a small smile crept on his lips as you said that, he snuggled his face between your neck and cuddled you like a baby. It's been several nights since you two had gotten the opportunity to be with each other like this, and it couldn't have been better than this, he dreamt of this place often, your tiny apartment and him cuddling with you on this tiny bed.

"I forgot to mention, the guy treating Mrs Geller, you won't believe what his name is" he chuckled as you said that.

"What is it?"

"Mark Johnson, do you remember that name?" He looked at you as you said that.

"That is ..weird i assume"

"Yeahhh I mean in the original timeline we weren't supposed to meet each other until later, do you think we are messing with the time right now and Mark Johnson is like a warning or something?" You asked him and he sighed deeply,

"I don't know darling, if it was supposed to be like that then why did we remember each other? Perhaps Strange messed with the spell but Our lives could have only gone as destined if we had forgotten each other completely but we didn't, i couldn't have left for Asgard leaving you all alone here, you couldn't have married Strange knowing you are in love with me"

"I know but it's just so weird, I felt weird seeing him, do you think the only reason I used that name for you in the previous timeline is because I was supposed to meet him for real in this one?"

"I don't understand what you mean"

"I know it doesn't make sense baby, but what if that is exactly what was supposed to happen to us, like in movies, there's always a time loop right? So what if in this timeline timeline we had done what was meant to happen, like you got back to Asgard, I found Strange and married him, But what if the marriage didn't work out because deep down I was always in love with you even though I didn't remember you? Like a timeloop, and maybe that's the reason why we got married in six months of knowing each other was because the connection between us was undeniable. I know I'm not making sense but I'm trying so hard to explain it" .

"You're trying to tell me that it's a constant loop? That we were supposed to meet years later and aren't supposed to be together right now?"

"Yes ..part of what I'm trying to say..may be we were never supposed to remember each other but we do somehow and that scares me. What if he comes back again and tries to take it all away from us again?" you sighed deeply and he looked as if he was thinking about it too now.

"I won't let it happen darling, this is the correct timeline, it won't make any sense, what would he try to prevent this time?"

"I am so confused, I wish we could have just talked to him but he's not even the witch doctor just yet, is he?"

He shook his head as you said that but he knew where he had to go to find some answers. Doctor Strange would become sorcerer supreme later but there must be one who already exists before him. He had to find the Sorcerer Supreme to find answers.

"I'll try to dig deeper but for now I need you to calm down, can you do that for me?" He asked softly so you snuggled into him. You didn't want to waste this night away thinking about your messed up life.

Your hands snuck inside his shirt and he hummed in response,

"What are you doing?" He asked, there was a sense of mischief in his tone,

"Enjoying my birthday gift" you whispered softly as you unbuttoned his pants and trailed your hand inside to grab his cock, he moaned in your ears before he proceeded to place wet kisses on your neck, his hand snuck inside your pajamas as well and he rubbed his fingers over the fabric of your underwear, he could feel it getting drenched more and more as he continued to touch you intimately.

"Fuck me baby please" you whispered in his ears and he chuckled in a condescending manner.

"Such an impatient little darling" you bit on your lips as he pulled your pants down and underwear at the same time, he grabbed your hands and placed them over your head, his black shirt was unbuttoned but you didn't take it off, he didn't remove your t-shirt either, his mouth latched onto your erect nipples and he gave it a few kitten licks over the fabric itself.

You couldn't stop moaning, everytime you tried to wrap your arms around his neck he grabbed your hands and placed them over your head again.

"Don't make me tie you up sweetheart" a gasp escaped your mouth as he said that

He got on his knees and lowered down his pants, you looked down as he stroked himself slowly with one hand while the other one pushed his hair behind so they were not obscuring his view, there was something about your man just pleasing himself that always made you want to lose all decency. If you had any with him.

Loki moaned at the sight of your open legs and the view of your soaked cunt in front of him.

He brought his other hand down to touch your lips before his fingers found your clit, your back arched at the sensation, it felt too much, he was so sexy you couldn't even believe he was all yours at times.

"So fucking beautiful you are love, look at you..spread them legs wider for me, will you?" his voice came out raspy as he praised you and then commanded you to do something in the same sentence. You felt so shy but it was thrilling as you exposed yourself more to him.

"That's my girl, so submissive" he grabbed your thighs and leaned between your legs,

"Lokiii–" before you could finish your words he already had his mouth on your cunt. Licking, sucking and nipping on your flesh as if you were his last meal. The vulgar sounds that escaped his mouth made you lose all your inhibitions, you grabbed onto the headboard to keep your hands under control because he wanted you on his mercy, he didn't want you to touch him just yet.

He spread your lips wide with his fingers before he licked over and over again, his tongue finally made its way inside your entrance and you couldn't control the sounds that left your throat at the moment, you were so loud but you didn't want to stop.

His tongue moved in and out of your cunt slowly and he couldn't help but keep his eyes on your form. Your back was arched, eyes rolling into your head, your hands clutched the top of the headboard so harshly that he was afraid you were hurting yourself. Best of all, you couldn't stop chanting his name like a prayer, he pressed his nose deeper into your clit to provide more stimulation as his tongue continued to fuck you slowly. He could tell just from your quivering body that you were close but he didn't want you to cum just yet, he wanted you to shatter completely tonight, so he got back on his knees, pulled a condom on and slowly thrusted inside your wet sloppy cunt.

He leaned over you and grabbed your hands to wrap them around his neck as he began to fuck you slowly, you finally opened your eyes and looked at him, his mouth was soaked from your juices so you brought your fingers up and wiped it before you pressed your finger inside his mouth, he sucked on it slowly and moaned at the sweet taste before he kissed you deeply, his tongue played with yours and you could hear the sounds of his balls smacking against your cunt as he fucked you hard and fast but at the same time he was as tender as he could be.

"You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?" You smiled as he murmured against your mouth

"So are you my pretty baby..I'm so sorry for hurting you like that all the time" your eyes teared up, you felt overwhelmed, his fingers gripped your hair and he kissed you again before he spoke,

"You hurt yourself more than you hurt me with those thoughts, I just need you to remember how much I love you whenever you are having such horrible thoughts about us"

You nodded as he said that but he wasn't done just yet, he thrusted in and out of you quickly as he continued to speak to you.

"Where else would I find a girl like you, my love? You were made just for me, your heart so kind and accepting to take me with all my flaws, your body is heavenly underneath me and on top of me, your cunt wraps around me perfectly, always so tight and eager for my cock. Your whole existence makes my own existence worth it, it makes me believe in fate and now I know that it wasn't all for nothing, I know every decision I made led me to you and I'd do it all over again, over and over again I'd choose only you because you make my life worth living"

Tears rolled down your eyes as he said that, you pulled him as close as you could without suffocating him and as his cock twitched and he let go, you squeezed your walls around him, the stimulation was all you needed to push over the edge.

Both of your breaths were heavy and bodies sweaty from the mind numbing pleasure, you needed more than a few minutes to recover from this. This is one of the best nights you had with him in the past few weeks and you truly, desperately needed it. He was all you needed and you fell asleep in his arms just like that with his cock still inside you.

However, what you had said though was troubling him a little. Did you two mess with the timeline when you both decided to change the path? He knew you were meant to end up with him, but had you two hurried the process and ruined a few things? What if you were right? What if it's because of that decision Mrs Geller was hurt right now?

What if more such instances will occur in future?

He knew had to find the answers before something worse would happen. That is why he seeked the Sorcerer Supreme to learn more about their situation, however he had a feeling he wouldn't enjoy whatever he was going to find out from her.

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Note : Definitely casting young Courtney Cox as Monica (because duh it's Mrs Geller's daughter 😂)

And I found Mark Johnson as well

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[widowwaddles]

Yelena the Match Maker - The (Late) Valentine’s Day Special

Summary: It didn’t take long for Yelena to notice your crush on Wanda, not that you were trying hard to hide it. The tension between the two of you was palpable, even during class. But you’d only deny it whenever she brought it up, saying how you didn’t think Wanda liked you in that way. So as your best friend, she decided you needed a push and devised a plan to get this ship sailing. TLDR: Yelena trying (and failing) to be your wingman.

Pairing: Wanda x reader

Warnings: Jealous Wanda, complete chaos

Word count: ~3.1k

Taglist:  @xxxtwilightaxelxxx​

A/N: This takes place within the Don't Go Breaking My Heart universe, just later down in the timeline. I had got this idea last night and was eager to get it out before February was over. It was supposed to be short and sweet but ended up being a lot longer than I planned lol. Enjoy

Read the main story here

Masterlist

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You noticed that Yelena’s been acting weird today, she was oddly excited to go to Wanda’s class after work. Practically rushing you out of the building as soon as you clocked out. You shrugged it off as Yelena being Yelena, you could never predict what she was thinking - ever. Plus you’d have to admit that you were excited for class today too, as thoughts of Wanda quickly flooded your mind. You started to get a lot closer these days, and you felt like you were in heaven the minute you locked eyes. Just seeing her angelic smile had the power to ease all doubt - about falling so fast - from your mind and when it was directed at you, you fell even harder for her. Yes, you were in deep, but you couldn’t help it. She was perfect. Smiling, you start your car and begin the drive to the community center.

As you walked into class you saw Wanda talking to a fellow classmate of yours, Monica. The room was fairly empty, which doesn’t surprise you because it was still pretty early. You thought Yelena would have already beat you here from how fast she drove out of the parking lot after work. A small part of you was starting to get worried, but a much larger part wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to have some alone time Wanda. Yelena was more than capable of taking care of herself. When your eyes met Wanda’s, you offered her a small wave and walked to the station in the back row, her green eyes lit up before she quickly excuses herself from her conversation. Monica left the room, saying she’d be missing today's class. Now you were truly alone.

“Hey Y/n” Wanda says, cheeks lightly dusted pink in embarrassment from how fast she ran over to you.

“Hey” taking in her appearance, you grin. “You doing okay there Wanda? You look a little out of breath”

“Shut up” she groans as playfully punches your arm.

Before you could retort her hands reach towards you - slightly above your hips - pulling you closer to her by your jacket.

“I had a lot of fun with you yesterday,” she says lowly, her attention now focused on her hands as fingers nervously fiddled with the bottom of your jacket. You internally scream from how cute she is.

Using one hand you grab her hip, while the other reaches under her chin. Lifting her head until you make eye contact with the green eyes you’ve fallen for. Looking at her face you can see how anxious she truly was in this moment, - as if scared of your reaction to her small confession - and you only wished to ease her worries.

Leaning closer you bring your lips to her cheek. Kissing it softly, you pull away hoping to see her nervous expression leave her face. Let’s just say that the bright red tint of her smiling cheeks was the perfect indicator that it had worked.

“Every moment I spend with you, makes me incredibly happy” you confess, her eyes light up even more. “But yeah, yesterday was fun too” you end jokingly. “I’ve never seen someone rage so much at Mario Kart”

“Hey, in my defense it seemed like everyone decided to gang up on me. You’d get angry too if 3 red shells hit you while you were in 1st place” she mutters angrily, as she remembers the unfortunate events from yesterday.

“My ears have never heard so many Sokovian curse words” laughing at the memory, you bring both of your hands to her waist as she attempts to push you away. Realizing that you had no plans of letting her go, she leans her head into your chest.

“But you’re supposed to be on my side, Detka” a pout forming on her lips. She knew she was playing dirty. You could never resist her pout and throwing in the nickname only assured her victory. On cue, you fell for it immediately, wrapping your hands around her tighter - pecking kisses all around her face.

“I’m sorry, Wands I think I may have gotten a bit carried away with wanting them to like me” your onslaught of kisses continues. “You know that I’ll always be on your side no matter what, right?”

Giggling she brings her hands up to your face - pushing you back lightly - deciding she wanted your undivided attention as she answered.

“Yes I know” her voice is warm, as she looks at you longingly. “And I’m so lucky to have you here still, even after everything”

“You’re worth it” you admit, feeling your heart swell with love. “You’re worth everything and more to me”.

Slowly you both lean in, wanting to seal this moment forever in your memories. You could feel her warm breath ghosting against your lips, deciding to not prolong this moment further you connec-

SLAM

You and Wanda jump apart in surprise. Barreling through the door was your lovely best friend, who was just as surprised to see you too.

“I didn’t see anyone in here when I looked through the window. What were you two doing back here?” furrowing her eyes brows.

“Uh, we were just- ” you start, looking at Wanda for help.

“Talking about today’s lesson. We’re making red velvet cupcakes today” she finishes, eyes switching between you and Yelena.

“I can’t wait!” you say looking at Yelena enthusiastically, wincing at how fake it sounds and hoping she doesn’t catch on.

“Okay, don’t tell me then,” She says as she walks to our station.“You don’t have to act so weirdly about it”.

You and Wanda look at each other in relief. But before anything more could be said, more people flooded into the room. Wanda makes her way back to the front of the room, greeting everyone that comes in. Class has officially started. __

Everything carried on as it normally does today, with Wanda teaching and you gazing (or drooling according to Yelena) at her. Yelena’s odd behavior from earlier seems to have subsided, but you noticed she kept glancing at the door. Almost, as if she was waiting for someone. Before the detective in you could fully come out, a sudden knock halts everything in the room. Wanda walks to the door and unlocks it, she is surprised to see an older man carrying a bouquet of flowers the size of his head. He walks to the front of the room, before pulling out a note from his pocket.

“I have a delivery here for…” he squints his eyes as he reads the paper.

“A Y/n L/n” and as he finishes all everyone’s head turns to you. Including Wanda’s.

Feeling confused, but very awkward in this situation, you put your head down hoping he’s made a mistake.

“Is there a Y/n here?” he asks, beginning to get annoyed.

“She’s right here,” Yelena says, raising her hand.

He walks over carrying the bouquet to your station.

“Hey, kid, the gal who got you these must really like you a lot” pausing as he places the flowers gently on the surface. “Treat her well” he winks at you before walking away.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” he says, stopping in the middle of the room. He pulls out 5 boxes of heart-shaped chocolates from his satchel. Returning to your station, he stacks them neatly next to the flowers.” Ehhh… I’m not sure about these. Valentine’s Day was weeks ago, but to each their own” he gruffs out. And now he finally leaves.

The room is completely silent, everyone’s eyes still on you. Looking down at your new “gifts” you could feel your cheeks start to burn from embarrassment. You have no idea what just happened. Daringly, you bring your head up and look toward Wanda, and boy does she not look happy. Frowning, her eyes darkened as they bore into yours. You look at her pleadingly hoping she understands that you’re just as confused as she is, but she shuts her eyes close. Breathing in and then out slowly, and opens her eyes again. You still held everyone’s attention even during your silent exchange with Wanda, you watch as she slams her hand onto the top of her station. The loud noise snaps everyone out of whatever trance they were in.

“Are you all ready to continue now?” her voice dripping with fake sweetness.

You were really in trouble now. Beside you, Yelena had to hide her smile as she watches her plan become a success. From her limited experience with love, she knew that jealousy was the best way for people to accept their feelings for one another. If you couldn’t see Wanda’s obvious feelings for you before, you’d definitely have to see them now. You feel a sharp elbow in your side unexpectedly, you look towards Yelena and she winks at you - smiling.

What the hell was going on today?

–-

Wanda continued class on as if nothing ever happened…or at least that's how everyone else felt. She still looked expressive as always as she explains the steps for the recipe. You found yourself smiling seeing how cheerful she was, but whenever your eyes met her eye hardened, lips forming into a line. She’d quickly averted her eyes to someone else in the room. She even avoided coming to your station during the mixing portion. You’d search for her expectantly only to see she’s engaged in a conversation with another group. Waiting for the cupcakes to bake, you look down at the flowers dejectedly, wondering what you did for Wanda to react this way.

RING

“Sounds like our cupcakes are done, now we can start the fun part” holding up a frosting piping bag. “Decorating”

Splitting the pan in half, you and Yelena started to decorate the cupcakes. Taking inspiration from your current mood, you began piping little broken hearts onto yours. Your behavior confuses Yelena - shouldn’t you be happy now - but before she could inquire about what was wrong with you Wanda decided to make an appearance.

“These flowers look nice” feigning interest in the bouquet. Looking up you were surprised to see that she was suddenly here after spending all of class avoiding you

“Yeah, they are” Yelena answers as if it was a question posed to her. “ It looks like our little Y/n has a secret admirer” throwing her arm around your shoulder.

You stiffen as you feel Wanda glare at you.

“It definitely looks like it” she exasperates. “Y/n, I was hoping to talk to you after class today about your… disturbance”

You stare at her blankly, trying to gauge her reaction. You don’t feel very confident about this talk later. If looks could kill, you’d be six feet under right now. Yelena bumps your arm, wondering how you still weren’t seeing the signs yet - now in her mind you were being rude and ruining her genius plan by not responding. Shouldn’t you be reveling in this moment?

Wanda looks annoyed that you still haven’t said anything yet. “Actually, let’s do this now. Meet me in the hallway” she says impatiently, walking out of the room and slamming the door behind her.

You look on in fear. You don’t want to go out there. Looking at Yelena for help, you realized you were not on the same page about this situation. She’s pointing at the door, happily as if you’re crazy for not leaving already. She stands up quickly, grabs your wrist, and drags you to the door. Opening it,  she pushes you into the hallway - giving you another wink before closing the door. Did that entire interaction from before just go over her head, why was she willingly shoving you toward your own death?

Yelena smiles as she shuts the door in your face. Walking back to your station she smirks. This is exactly how things play out in movies, Wanda - sensing competition - will stake her claim on you, in an attempt to keep you to herself. She’ll kiss your oblivious lips until you realize that she has feelings for you and then you’ll finally get together. She mentally sets a timer for 5 minutes, knowing she’ll catch you in the act the next time she opens the door.

Stumbling into the hallway, you see Wanda leaning against the wall, hands crossed against her chest. She looks at you expectantly.

“So..” you start off

“Who are the flowers from Y/n?” Wanda says sternly, getting straight to business.

“I don’t know” you say truthfully. She looks at you skeptically. “I really don’t know”.

Wanda closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.

“I thought you said you were okay with us taking things slow” looking at you again, all anger leaving her body and being replaced with doubt.

“Hey, I meant what I said. I’m more than okay with waiting until we’re both ready,” you say getting closer.

“The flowers and chocolates waiting for you in there speak a different story” she replies bitterly. “So where’d you meet her? Work? The bar? Tell me, I wanna know”

“There is no one else” grabbing her hands. “I’m just as surprised as you are”

“So if they mean nothing to you then why accept them?”

“I don’t know what you wanted me to say, Wanda, I’ve never been in that situation before” you exclaim. “You could tell how embarrassed I was about the whole thing, I don’t enjoy those types of public gestures. Plus you saw how everyone was looking at me in there, it would have been a lot worse if I rejected them”

“Yes, but I would have felt better about everything!” Her voice was loud. “Imagine how hard it was for me to see that. I thought what we had meant more to you” her head now looking at her shoes. “It hurt a lot, it felt like everything we’ve been building towards had been shattered, you’re supposed to be mine. The one person I was allowed to be selfish with, you made me believe that Y/n”.

“Now I just feel like an idiot for ever believing I could want things and actually be happy again,”  she says weakly, as she stands amongst the wreckage of her broken walls. You feel tears springing into your eyes at Wanda’s words. She genuinely believes that she can’t be happy and that breaks your heart, even more knowing that you (unknowingly) were the cause of it.

Walking up to Wanda, you get down on your knees and look at her pleadingly. “Wanda, I’m so sorry for causing you so much pain. I would never, ever, intentionally do that because it hurts me to see you like this. My chest aches in pain whenever your smile leaves your face, and I promised myself that I would do anything to bring it back. Please believe me when I say there is no one else, only you” she looks away, and you hold her hips to keep her attention. “Please, Wanda. I know the situation doesn’t look great but I need you to trust me. I would never do anything to betray you or your trust” the tears are streaming down your cheeks now as you beg this woman with everything you have.

Sucking in a deep breath, Wanda looks down at you. You can see that she desperately wants to believe you but the pain is still there. Your heart breaks at the thought of this being over and Wanda walking out of your life. You bend your head down to hold in your sob. You feel a soft hand on your head, “we’ll continue this later” her voice quiet.

You nod your head eagerly, at the chance to prove your innocence and make things up to her. Before you could move, the door of the class opens. You quickly wipe your face before turning around to face the source of the interruption with Wanda.

“Hey guys, it looks like we’re all pretty much finished for today,” Yelena says, as she peeks her head down the hall. Wanda is the first to walk back in, desperate to end the class. As you pick yourself up and walk into the room, Yelena slaps you on the back, grinning. “I don’t know what I walked into back there, but it looked pretty kinky”.

You raise an eyebrow in confusion. What part of that looked kink- Oh. You bring your hands up to your face and groan. From Yelena’s perspective, yeah it probably did look worse than what actually took place. You definitely would mind being on your knees for Wanda, especially if it left her gasping rather than close to tears. You shook your head, you couldn’t let your mind get too distracted. You weren’t in the clear yet, and you had to make the most out of the chance she was giving you. It definitely felt like the last.

Wanda dismisses the class and reminds everyone that there we wouldn’t be meeting up next week. You stick behind, eager to finish this conversation in the comfort of your own homes and ultimately decide it would be best to do it at Wanda’s. Yelena squeezes your shoulder as she packs up to leave. She leans in close, “I hope you enjoyed your little gift today”. You look at her confused, trying to piece together what she meant. “Don’t have too much fun and use protection”.

Yelena walks to the door and when she looks back she sees that Wanda has walked over to you, holding her hand out expectantly. You place the bouquet and chocolates in her hand. She walks to the nearest trash can and throws them in aggressively. A slight smile crossed her face as she turns back to you. You make eye contact with Yelena, seeing her put two thumbs up and mouth ‘she’s going to kill you’ but with a proud look. Before you could say anything she was already out of the door.

Getting up you start to pack up your cupcakes and prepare to leave. As you go to pick up the container, you see two pieces of paper underneath.

They are the receipts for the flowers and chocolates, with Yelena’s name on the orders. As you look at the total price you see she had got a good deal for it all, it was the typical everything must go sale price - as the store was eager to get the next holiday items in. On the back of it, you see something written:

A gift from me to you, I just hope Wanda goes easy on you tonight. I wouldn’t be surprised to see you walk in with a limp tomorrow. ; )

P.S: You owe me $20

Wanda has already left the room, but you take off right behind her. Yelling for her to wait as you carried the evidence to prove your innocence.

[smokedgastropod]

we got to see sahed and rainah's reaction to prejudice and i'm honestly really impressed with how it's been potrayed. i also feel like it's written better than hooky, bear with me

yes it's long

let's start with rainah, who seems to mostly be embarassed and upset by how she's treated. she got assaulted by cops, humiliated in front of the public and later had to hear tonny and julia arguing about whether or not she should have been arrested and sent to a research centre. she responds to being treated like less than with shame. she covers her face, faces the other way, wishes to be left alone or with sahed. rainah doesn't want to fight back, she wants to have her dignity be respected and to remain invulnerable. she also doesn't seem to believe that kalgratt can stop being disciminatory towards ah'kon.

rainah's position isn't similar to anyone in particular in hooky, but i think the closest would be dani? mostly with the scene where rainah asks to be left alone with sahed, the only other ah'kon in the group, and the one where dani after almost being burned chooses to hug dorian, the only other witch. they both got saved by someone outside of their group (for rainah it's mostly tonny and kamille, and for dani it was monica), and yet chose their brother to comfort them. what i think is an improvement from hooky is specifically the difference i mentioned already - dani's way more hopeful about the possible life without discrimination. in hooky, the burnings are forbidden, and in marionetta research facilities are not, i know, but in both cases the marginalization is a very relevant issue. (i just hate how the characters act like witches were burned centuries ago, not less than 20 years, sue me) dani responds with blocking out what's happening, just hoping it'll stop, while rainah reacts with shame and hoping to remove herself from the situation.

sahed is way more outspoken about the discrimination they face. he concludes dryly that julia is a moralist, tonny isn't exempt from criticism just because he's not a bigot and that those soldiers deserved to be beaten. he's not vindictive to the point of impulsivity (like actually starting a fight), but has no problem admitting he wants to hurt those that hurt him or rainah. he's no problems with ...joking? about ah'kon (he said to julia that having two eyes is lame though he was pissed off, and also snorted when tonny asked julia to have basic respect towards ah'kon ppl) mainly cause he recognises how stupid and absurd those beliefs are.

i just hope that he won't become like angela from hooky. granted, sahed's limited by belonging to the circus, but he may still become the character of "fight for equal rights gone too far" like the antagonists in hooky. i don't think that's gonna happen, since his biggest motivator isn't revenge but rainah, which i like. (the panels where he's concerned for her and hugs her hurt my soul okay). and what i love about his potrayal is that i've seen this attitude of his so many times, that tiredness and pent up anger that you can't help but laugh at the absurdity. they're both rather realistic characters and i can't wait to see what's gonna happen next

[thespectralvision]

I typed up a little thing on Facebook, where I'm trying to be more open about my struggles and less internal, and I wanted to share it here too, since this is my space to be my weird little robot loving self:

It doesn’t take long for most people to realize I’m a Marvel fan. Usually that comes with a follow up question- who is your favorite character? I love watching the reactions; it’s clear people expect me to say Spider-Man or Iron Man or one of the other, more ‘popular,’ heroes. My favorite reaction when I said it was Vision was a comment made of “That’s a bold choice.”

The Vision certainly isn’t the most popular Avenger, it’s true. I’ve talked with artists at conventions who don’t bother bringing prints of him because they just don’t sell and space is limited. I see the comments on conventions where Mr. Bettany is a guest saying “Is Vision the best you can do?”. It sucks seeing that, and upsets me because every character is important to someone. Yes he’s not the most exciting or action packed hero. He’s kind of silly looking. He’s a thinker more than a fighter. And he’s been treated pretty badly in writing since the late 80’s and forgotten until very recently.

Trying to explain why he’s my favorite would take me days. Even choosing my favorite comic run/issue is hard. I would argue that Tom King’s series The Vision from 2015-16 is my favorite series of all time. I’ve read it over and over, and while it’s contested by some as being out of character I think it’s one of her few times Vision (and more importantly his trauma) has really been explored. I’ll talk about that run in another post maybe. I’m also very fond of some one off issues, like Avengers Spotlight 40 from 1990, where (White) Vision finally seeks help for everything he’s struggling with.

The comic I always reread on really bad days though, the one that really explains what Vision has become for me, is Avengers: No Road Home 10, the finale of the run. When I met Paul Bettany I mentioned this story to him - I don’t know if he’s read it or not, but he was kind enough to listen. In the run the godess Nyx wants to engulf the world in darkness, silencing everything. As someone who fights depression and has for a long time she feels almost symbolic of that. Quiet, calm, darkness and the end of light. She plans on doing this by finding The House of Ideas and destroying it, and at that point the run becomes somewhat metaphorical. Vision is the only Avenger able to follow her in before she closes the door, and ends up in the house - another dimension made of stories, where he faces Nyx alone. Now some context for the run - it begins with Vision, broken beyond repair and almost seeking death, believing he will finally be human if he can find a true death. Wanda and Monica and the others are very upset by this, trying to stop their friend and help him understand that death is not what makes us human (It is Vision after all, who always strives for something he can never truly be, while endlessly embodying the best of humanity despite that). He followed Nyx in because he wanted to die…And then we get this panel.

I won’t spoil much more, it’s a personal favorite run and I highly recommend it, but Vision eventually finds, and then becomes the light that defeats the darkness…using the power of stories, and memories, of his friends. And that’s what he became for me. I think about his stories, and the stories I want to tell about him to fight my own inner darkness. I paint images of him in bright colors and focus on the lights because it makes me feel better. He’s powered by the sun in the comics, and even in the MCU often symbolized with light through hologram like effects and the glowing Mind Stone. WandaVision made it clear he was the bright spot in Wanda’s life too. That’s just who and what Vision is in the Marvel-verses. One issue used the phrase "You were meant to be a Vision of mankind's brightest future" to describe him. And that’s one of the many reasons he’s my favorite. That’s what super hero stories are for I think, inspiring us and showing these silly spandex clad heroes against impossible odds to inspire us to fight the seemingly impossible things in our lives too.

I really love thinking about and writing these sorts of things. I tried blogging about comics and Vision for awhile but people didn’t seem interested. I think I’m going start doing it again for me, because much like my art it makes me happy sharing this silly Synthezoid with the world. Thank you Marvel, I never expected I would be so emotional about a red robot man but here we are.

[stormyoceans]

MONICA

I AM IN ANOTHER PLANE OF EXISTENCE I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START TO BEGIN EXPRESSING WHAT INSANITY THIS EPISODE PROVOKED IN ME

BUT I WILL SAY ONE THIBG

"he paints my life pink forever"

LITERALLY THE SINGLE MOST ACCURATE DEPICTION OF ME I'VE EVER SEEN REPRESENTED IN GIF FORM THIS IS THE EXACT REACTION I HAD TO THAT FINAL SCENE OF MORK LOOKING DOWN AT THE PINK SHIRT HE WAS STILL WEARING LIKE IT'S SO FUNNY BECAUSE WHEN MORK PICKED IT OUT AT THE SHOP MY INITIAL REACTION WAS FAIRLY MILD I JUST THOUGHT 'OMG PINK!!!!!!! THAT GOES FOR SURE ON THE VICE VERSA PARALLELS LIST HAHA' BUT I WAS SIMPLY TOO DISTRACTED BY THE WHOLE ENTIRE EVERYTHING HAPPENING IN THAT CHANGING ROOM TO REALLY THINK ABOUT THE IMPLICATIONS OF IT ALL. THEN MORK APPEARED WITH THE SHIRT ON SO IT COULD BE EASIER FOR DAY TO SEE HIM AND THAT'S WHEN IT STARTED TO DAWN ON ME THAT PINK WAS GOING TO BE AN ESSENTIAL ELEMENT FOR MORKDAY TOO BUT IT WAS THE LAST SCENE THAT TRULY PUT THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN FOR ME BECAUSE MORK SAID PINK WOULD RUIN HIS BAD BOY IMAGE BUT THERE HE WAS SMILING WHILE WEARING THE SHIRT BECAUSE DAY GAVE IT TO HIM AND BY DOING THAT DAY OFFICIALLY PAINTED HIS LIFE PINK FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GENUINELY CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO PROCESS THE SHEER NUMBER OF NEW PERSONALITY DISORDERS THIS IS GIVING ME IM SPIRALLING SO BADLY RN