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[thecarmillacurator]

Mid-Week Short Fic Rec - Out in the Cold by JG Firefly

Title: Out in the Cold (Read it HERE)

Author: JG Firefly on Ao3 / @jg-firefly on Tumblr

Word: 11k

Rating: Teen

Author’s Teaser:

“Do you want to come inside?” she asked.

Each word fell deliberate and concise. She spoke like she was answering a question on a game show in the 80s, like she were responding to a riddle for a Sphynx.

Based on the tumblr post: As winter begins to unfold across the land, please remember the local vampires. Invite them into your home. Remember: if you are cold, so are they.

My Summary: Vampires are a hunted, nearly extinct species. But Laura isn’t narrow minded; she’ll help anyone who needs it, including a nearly dead vampire huddled in the street.  And that turns out to be the first step in finding what she needs in life too: Companionship.

Recommendation: If you haven’t read this yet, why not?!?!  What is there not to love about this one-shot?  Angst. The world against friendship. Laura’s open-heartedness and generosity. Carm’s protectiveness. A tale where something beautiful happens when people dare to love despite the ugliness and horror of the world around them.

[ukulelekatie]

I feel like fanart doesn't get nearly as much direct feedback as fanfics do... and so I just have to say that your most recent drawing of Elise is really, really amazing! I've followed you for a little while, and I've seen your art grow and change, and this is my favorite you've made so far. The shading and the lineart are just... damn, girl. Her hair is incredible. Anyway, I always look forward to seeing more of your work :)

Oh my gosh thank you soooo much!! I’m really happy with the finished drawing and I’m so glad you like it too :D 

[marzipanandminutiae]

Mango and lemon custard!

mango: when and why did you start your blog?

To follow @rosalarian, around 2011. Yes, that was the real reason. It’s clearly gotten out of hand since then.

lemon custard: do you eat breakfast?

Yep! Even if I have something to do early in the morning, like catching a plane or going to a film shoot with ridiculous hours, I’ll find a way to eat something. Even if it’s just a muffin from Dunkin Donuts. Gods bless New England. 

(That makes me sound a lot more famous than I am. I’m not famous; I’m not even successful. But unpaid student film shoots are still film shoots, and sometimes they start at 6 AM at a tiny aerodrome in Saugus.)

[silaslibraryclub]

Discord Diamonds ep6

Published by @jg-firefly in response to a prompt from @ukulelekatie in the #Prompt channel in the SLC Discord Server earlier today:

Carmilla and Laura are competing food truck owners

She was late, and she knew it. Never mind that it was only 6:58 AM, or that the top parking spot didn’t open until 7 on the dot. She was still two minutes away, even pushing the limit around the narrow city turns, and she knew full well who would be circling like a shark, her timing impeccable, her eye-liner perfect...

6:59

Laura let out a growl of frustration as the light ahead of her turned yellow, a hatchback already pulling to a halt ahead of her. A woman in a pencil skirt crossed the sidewalk, gaze buried in her phone. An empty school bus on the way to its first stop grumbled past.

Her fingers drummed on the steering wheel.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon.”

Craning her neck, she watched the crosswalk counter tick down to zero, the cross traffic light turning yellow and then red.

“C’mon.”

Her light went green, and the hatchback slowly rolled forward... and then waited. Blinker on, tail sticking in the road and blocking her route. A pair of baristas were crossing the other way, fumbling with their green aprons and taking their dear time.

7:00

The hatchback pulled through, and Laura hit the gas, eyes scanning the road for any foolish pedestrians as she hummed just over the recommended city speed. She took the last turn, the buildings familiar with their big blue graffiti lettering, their Great Gatsby style eyeglass portrait reigning three stories up... and there it was.

Cosmic Cookies splashed in purple across the side, the brake lights just clicking off.

In her space.

The greatest tragedy in the moment, though, was not the lost parking, or even the lost revenue she was going to face when she had to find a home for her truck over in the West End. No, the worst part was that there was no way to turn around without driving past the other chef.

“Oh, hey, Hollis!” Carmilla called, waving a casual hand out of her window. The other reached up to push her sunglasses—absurd accessories that they were, given the early hour—down the bridge of her nose. She raised an eyebrow. “Fancy seeing you here!”

She let Big Cheese roll to a halt, glaring across the narrow gap between their vehicles.

“You’re in my spot.”

Carmilla’s mouth dropped open in mock shock, a clutch-my-pearls level gasp falling off her lips. “Your spot? I must have missed the big ownership sign...”

Laura rolled her eyes as the other woman leaned back and forth in her seat, as though she were scanning the nearby area for this supposed sign.

“I’m here every Tuesday! My customers are going to be confused!”

“I mean... not any more confused than they were last week. Or on Friday, or yesterday... What’s that make the score, cupcake?”

“I hate you.”

“I think it’s... four to two?”

“You sabotaged me!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Laura huffed. “You hid all of my coffee last week. And then my keys on Friday—and don’t try to tell me that I put them in the freezer; I’m not that scatter-brained!” Carmilla was merely grinning. “And this morning! I got in the truck and found that my seat was all the way back, all the mirrors were out of alignment, and the windshield wipers would not stop going.”

“Huh, imagine that.”

“Carm!”

“I don’t remember there being rules. I just remember you promising me naming rights, and something about best out of seven... and I also noticed you didn’t include yesterday in your list of complaints against me... can’t imagine why...”

Laura could feel her face flushing red, Carmilla’s wide-eyes somehow both innocent and seductive as they blinked back at her.

“Yesterday morning wasn’t... that’s not... we aren’t naming our cat Socrates!”

“Ah-ah, I don’t remember there being a ‘we’ in the rules...”

“Caaarm,” she whined.

“It won’t be Socrates.”

“Thank you.”

Carmilla flipped her sunglasses up, settling them on top of her head, and grinned softly. “I got LaF to save you a spot on River Street. Just, y’know... FYI.”

Something curled warm in her chest, and Laura bit her lip around a smile.

“Oh. Thanks.”

Her girlfriend turned to fumble in the passenger seat, and a moment later returned to extend her arm across the distance. Laura accepted the pastry-parchment-wrapped offering.

Confetti cookies. And still warm.

“Still hate me?”

“You know I never did.”

[geekynerfherder]

Variant cover art by JG Jones for 'Firefly' issue #1, published November 2018 by BOOM! Studios

[m4tthewmurd0ck]

congratulations on 200! Can I request prompt number 1 from the “MCU LIST” for CEO! Bucky?

thank you so much!!! as usual i have no self control so enjoy this mini-series asdf;alisha;jg

(((divider by @firefly-graphics!)))

𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ~ 𝙲𝙴𝙾! 𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚡 (𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎) 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 // table of contents will be created and added here once chapter 2 is up.

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1.7𝚔 (short first chapter but boy do they get longer hasdfaj)

𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜!

☆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

☆ 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 (𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲) 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞. 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐰𝐞’𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝’𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐟𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐟𝐠.

☆ 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙣𝙘. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲.

☆ 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭.

☆ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡, 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝. 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥.

☆ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐨-𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬-𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞.

☆ 𝟐 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐞𝐨’𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬.

You considered yourself a very calm and level-headed person. While you enjoyed listening to true-crime podcasts, you’d never contemplated actually murdering someone. That is, until you met your boss, Brock Rumlow.

New day, new tantrum. Today he’s upset about some money that his company lost. You’ve spent the past 10 minutes trying to explain to him that Sitwell was the one who made the investments, and that he in fact ignored your warnings that they were bad investments. You’d even tried to warn him about Sitwell when he was first hired. There were rumors going around, but Brock wouldn’t listen.

“Just get the fuck out of my office,” Brock finally snaps at you, “and pray to God that you still have a fucking job in the morning.”

Some might burst into tears, and when you first started here that’s exactly what you would’ve done if he’d yelled at you like this. But after working for him for so long, it was clear that his threats were empty. You’ve made him so much money over the years that he’d never consider firing you. He just liked to use you as a verbal punching bag. So, you simply turned around and exited his office, rolling your eyes as you ‘accidentally’ let the door close a little too harshly.

You’re back in your office sending out a few emails trying to clean up Sitwell’s mess, when Phil Coulson approaches. “Why don’t you take the rest of the day off, I’ll tell Rumlow I sent you home.” He smiles at you, and you’ve never been more grateful.

You often think about how Phil is pretty much the only reason besides the money, that you stay. He’s the one person at the company who’s kind to you, and you both take comfort in being “the only two sane people here”. You once asked why he didn’t leave and find somewhere else to work, because he was a brilliant man. Similarly to you, he stayed for the money. And because he’d known Brock since before he started the company, and he remembers that he wasn’t always a bad guy. You knew he secretly hoped that one day, Brock would come around and realize how he was behaving, but you weren’t holding your breath.

“I’m okay Phil, I really appreciate it but we’ll just both get in trouble.”

He insists, “he shouldn’t talk to you like that. I don’t know what’s gotten into him. But I can handle the big scary boss, you go home.” He gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder, before telling you that he has a few things to discuss with Brock. You know that there’s the silent implication that if you’re going to leave, now would be the time because he’ll be distracted and won’t notice until you’re already gone.

As you’re packing up your bag, worry and doubt begin to creep in. What if he actually fires, or tries to sue you? In a bit of a panic, you grab your bag and your employment contract and make a very fast drive to Hell’s Kitchen.

It’s only when you’re in front of Nelson and Murdock, that you realize you probably should’ve called to see if your friends were busy, or even in the office. You fire off a quick text to Matt, who replies less than a minute later saying they’re not on a case, and you could’ve just come in instead of standing outside pacing back and forth and quietly muttering to yourself. Of course he can hear me, you think.

5 minutes later, you’re sat with Matt and Foggy.

“I know you don’t usually take these kinds of cases, and I’m not asking if I can hire you guys. Let’s be real, as good as Brock pays me, I have too much debt to be able to afford you. I just want to know if he can actually fire me, or sue me when the reason that he’s mad actually has nothing to do with me.”

Matt assures you that Nelson and Murdock would absolutely take your case for free if it came down to it. You’ve been one of Matt’s best friends for years, and Foggy loved you just as much.

“I’d love to kick Rumlow’s ass in court,” Foggy mutters. “He can’t sue you for even a single penny over this. The contract clearly states that you will invest his money to the best of your ability, but that nothing is one hundred percent guaranteed. AND it wasn’t even you that lost the money. He’s just trying to scare you.” Once he finishes reassuring you that you can’t be taken to court for this, he leaves to go finish some paperwork.

“Why don’t you look for another job?” Matt asks quietly.

“You know why,” you sigh, looking down as you twiddle your thumbs, “I need the money. Working for Brock Rumlow will help me pay off my student loans way faster than some smaller company. And if he finds out I’m looking at other companies, he might actually fire me and I can’t have that happen.”

He asks if you’d leave that company if you found another job.

“Why, Nelson and Murdock hiring?”

“If it’ll get you to leave Rumlow Inc., yes.” Matt says with absolutely no hesitation. “Really though, would you quit?”

You sigh, thinking things over for a moment, “I can’t actively look for another job. But if an opportunity found me, and it paid just as well, or better, then yeah I’d quit.”

Foggy comes back out, asking if he can make a copy of your employment contract. After reading it over, the one catch was that you could only share it with your legal team, so he said that if it came down to it, they’d forge the paperwork stating that you’d been a client with Nelson and Murdock since they opened. He returns a few minutes later, once again muttering under his breath, this time about how he hopes karma catches up to Brock.

Matt walks you out a few minutes later, saying he’s going to get a braille copy of your contract printed. He wants to see if there are any loopholes that will force Brock to let you go with no repercussions, should you receive an offer for another job. He also mentions going after Brock for blaming you when he had no proof.

You give Matt a hug, thanking him but telling him that you’ll figure something out. You mostly just wanted to know if your job was on the line after today.

On the drive back to your apartment, you think about how despite the circumstances, you know how fortunate you are. Knowing that if it came down to it, you’d have the best lawyers in New York as your defense team.

One hot shower later, and you’re feeling much better. Just as you’ve changed into comfy clothes, you get a call from Nat. She asks if you’ve eaten lately.

“No, shitstorm happened at work today and I’m only just now starting to feel like my life may not fall apart.”

“Good, good. Well with that in mind, are you hungry? Because your best friend would love to catch up.”

Now you’re suspicious, especially with her phrasing. Why is she referring to herself in the third person when— you laugh, realizing. “When can I expect my guest?”

“Right now because he should be at your door any minute. I was on the phone with him when his phone died, he was going to be the one to call you originally.”

You put your phone on speaker, going to your door and unlocking it. When you open the door, Steve is there on the other side, holding a box filled with takeout containers. You immediately recognize them. He went to your favorite Chinese restaurant right down the street. He shouts out a greeting to his girlfriend, who tells him that he better do a good job at cheering you up because you’re still a shit liar and she knows that whatever happened today still has you a little shaken up.

After Nat hangs up, the next 10 minutes are spent eating in silence, though you can tell Steve is itching to ask you something. Once the leftovers have been put in the fridge, you ask the first question.

“How did you know about today?”

Steve gets a little red, admitting that Matt called him.

“Big mouth Murdock needs to learn to keep his mouth shut,” you mumble.

“He’s just worried about you. I am too. Why didn’t you tell me Rumlow was giving you shit again?”

You sigh, giving a small shrug. “Before today, he wasn’t really. I mean for the past couple of weeks things had been oddly calm. But there’s nothing that can be done. Matt and Foggy said that he can’t fire me over this, so I just need to keep my head down and work until my student loans are gone, and then I’m out of there and I’ll find something new.”

“You’re one of the smartest people that I know. Hell, you’re the smartest person that I know. Will you please let me help you out? I know you don’t want to accept money but you can’t keep working for Rumlow, not when he treats people like this.”

“Steven. You’ve been like my guardian angel since we first met. But I can’t take money from you, even if I knew you wouldn’t want me to pay you back. You’ve done too much for me already.”

Sensing your stress levels rising, Steve asks if Nat mentioned that she wants to have you over to their place for dinner on her next night off. She also said just say the word and she’d kick Rumlow’s ass, promising that she wouldn’t even mention your name.

That has you laughing, because the last time you had a girls night with Nat she’d said pretty much the exact same thing.

The next hour has you feeling completely better. You both talk, and Steve not-so-subtly tries to convince you a few more times to quit your job and let him help you.

Back at his apartment with Nat, Steve sends a quick text to the man that he considers his other best friend. He thinks about how you 2 haven’t met yet, but realizes that it isn’t that surprising considering how busy your jobs keep you.

Meanwhile, as exhausted as you are, you’re unable to fall asleep. It takes over an hour before your eyelids finally start to feel heavy. As you fall asleep, you think to yourself that hopefully, things will soon change.

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[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

the larger courier six verse, media influences

tagged by @sybil-writes ty

the bibliography for this thing is extensive. my taste is wide and omnivorous. i try to drop what i was thinking about when i wrote a particular bit into the author’s notes, and i think i’ve credited all the direct references, but I consume a lot of dystopia and post-apoc media and harder scifi/fantasy with rules, and i don’t keep an accurate running list of shit I like, so i’m certainly not going to get everything in one post. this is mostly me looking at the very limited number of books i have with me and frantically looking at wiki lists like “yes read that liked that stole that”. if i link everything i will die. if you have trouble finding a specific thing lmk tho. this feels real goddamn pretentious like Ah Yes Look At The Media I Have Consumed but here goes 

music: one of these days I will drop links to the network of playlists I have for these kids, but they’re all of Spotify and not super accessible. Danger Days, a post-apoc desert graffiti/neon/cars album by My Chemical Romance. the soft, nonsense love songs off Pretty. Odd by P!ATD. the poppy but sad neon bullshit of Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die also a P!ATD production. Wasteland, Baby! by Hozier, specifically Talk and Dinner & Diatribes. Halsey’s cover of I Walk The Line, Rihanna’s Desperado. Everything by Orville Peck but mostly Roses Are Falling and Take You Back (The Iron Hoof Cattle Call). Instrumental stuff: the opening to Silverado, the Billy the Kid musical, bits of Lawrence of Arabia. It’s Been A Long, Long Time. Fitz & The Tantrums’ Get Away. Mother Mother’s album O My Heart. Gorillaz’ Plastic Beach. 

filme: 

the Dollars trilogy ofc

the sheer bullshit nonsense of Wild Wild West and Blazing Saddles and Turbokid. 

a lot of the interaction between many characters in a tight space from Stagecoach. my dad really loves John Wayne, so I am constantly thinking about Monument Valley even though that’s nowhere near the Mojave. honestly whenever i’m thinking about how to describe landscapes I’m thinking about The Searchers, even though I have a lot of problems with that film. 

the colorful nonsense future of The Fifth Element. 

the gritty self-surgery and prospecting of Prospect (2018). 

SO much Trigun and Cowboy Bebop, for space western flavor and the same sort of analog-cassette-future. u kno how everything in Star Wars looks like it’s been there forever? the absolute opposite of a slick Apple future? that. 

god I wish Firefly was...good

Akira, bc every time I think about motorcycles the Akira motorcycle slide gif plays in my head. 

speaking of which probably a decent chunk of Adventure Time, esp the Super Porp episode. 

a smidge of how a platonic trio works from Samurai Champloo. 

anything with a big sprawling market and a chase scene, even though the only things I can think of are Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets and the first Indiana Jones. oh Skyfall also

the set dressing from Tank Girl

Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. look I just really like airships and retrofuturisum but art deco

honestly a lot of Ghibli- the aviation fantasy of Porco Rosso, the gardens from Castle In The Sky, a lot of Sophie Hatter energy from Howl’s Moving Castle, the underground bits in Nausicca, the otherworldly sea from Ponyo (except the Fallout sea is probably much emptier). the lovely homey-ness and gadgetry of Sherlock Hound. 

almost certainly some Metropolis for how I think about cities

thinking a lot about The Incredibles and earlier James Bond movies recently for that sort of sleek but still small physical gadget spycraft 60s bullshit

the team and found family dynamics in Leverage

The Man From U.N.C.L.E. the more recent film which I have stolen ENTIRELY too much of the Angel + Blondie + Six dynamic from 

mad max: all of them, to some extent, but a lot of Fury Road. I have a theory about how the Dollars films take place in reverse order, bc of how they feel next to the Mad Max films. The first Mad Max film is about a specific person in a specific place and time doing really specific things. it feels like a movie made off the info of someone who was there. GBU also feels like that- it’s really place-specific in a way? The second Mad Max film is a little hazier, and focuses on mostly people trying to accomplish a goal. For A Few Dollars More also feels a little hazier, like it’s a little more metaphorical/a morality tale and it’s being told by someone heavily embellishing secondhand events. the third Mad Max movie is just over the top nonsense. feral children living in the wreckage of an old plane escaping in a working plane? sure. why the fuck not. For A Fistful Of Dollars also feels like this. of COURSE this big bad gunslinger drifts into town and escapes in a coffin and invents the bulletproof vest. why the fuck not. 

books: i like shit that goes beyond the wander/scrounge/defend trio of verbs. 

the trying to wrap your life around a huge unknowable event from Roadside Picnic, 

too much Le Guin and Butler to really fit here, 

god if anything i write ever has a tenth of the flavor of Kill Six Billion Demons i’ll be happy, 

the postwar feel of Vonnegut and Heller,

Margaret Atwood’s biopunk Oryx and Crake trilogy 

the incredibly sad decaying biopunk/mutation/last days novelette The Drowned World by JG Ballard. 

the space-opera political machinations from the Ancillary trilogy by Ann Leckie. 

World War Z’s accounts of survivors has always felt like reading terminal entries from Fallout games. 

Philip Reeve’s Fever Crumb trilogy, for its interpretation of high-tech artifacts and archaeological reinterpretation of those artifacts. 

Tales of the Bounty Hunters. Tales from Jabba’s Palace. 

A Canticle for Leibowitz of COURSE. 

the original three books in the METRO (2033, 2034, 2035) trilogy, for their tight dense locations and resource management and life-threatening travel/exploration. 

the Family Trade comic by Jordan & Ryan, for setting and intrigue and a very unorthodox power source  

Elizabeth Bear’s short story And The Deep Blue Sea, about a different kind of courier. 

how Gibson’s The Sprawl trilogy (a trilogy i have MANY opinions about, not all of them positive) does worldbuilding when it implies a vast sprawling richly imagined world with casual in-universe references that you can extrapolate a lot from.  

The Gernsback Continuum, for making me think about stranded architectural bits that survived

a little bit of the Empress’ energy from Cavendish’s The Blazing World. 

the short story The Rational Ship by Caro Clarke, about a ship that runs on orgasms, from the EXTREMELY out of print Memories and Visions: Women’s Fantasy and Science Fiction edited by Susanna J. Sturgis. i’ve scanned it in as a pdf and will send it to anyone who asks. the stories in this volume are WILDLY varying in quality and terf-yness. i would not buy this book on purpose. 

i think each separate Vault storyline is a tiny separate Lost World story, so just pick your favorite and insert it here. 

Westerfeld’s Leviathan trilogy was FORMATIVE for baby me. biopunk! big trans energy! SKY WHALES 

fucking hate  Paolo Bacigalupi for what he does to his female characters but Ship Breaker was good from what I remember of it

there are three very oblique Sherlock Holmes references in “blow a kiss, fire a gun” for my own amusement. 

Fallout scifi seems to be very Verne and Wells and Burroughs derived? a lot of very pulpy  “pseudojournalistic realism to tell an adventure story with little basis in reality.” or “hey look at this COMPLETE NOVEL i found in a bottle by the sea OR locked in my weird great-uncle’s things, i shall retell it to you here” 

idk i think The Road and the Hunger Games have so profoundly shaped the state of the genre, there’s probably at least a little bit of both these things in here even if I didn’t particularly like either of them. There’s also a lot of super bleak post-war stuff I read but am not necessarily incorporating, like Nevill Shute’s On The Beach. probably some Dune in here too if i’m being totally honest. why have a desert if there’s not going to be a giant worm, Fallout: New Vegas???

jesus i gotta read more lady authors. there are probably way more that i’m not remembering bc almost all the books i own are in a storage unit seven hours away that i haven’t touched in three years. there are probably way more comics also. 

OH not a book but the decaying-rich-people-paradise of Bioshock. pity how they never made a third game 

[comiccrusaders]

Boom Studios! Kicks Off Weekly Five Part Spotlight on The November 2018 Return of Joss Whedon’s Sci-Fi Epic

BOOM! Studios today announced #MalCrushMonday, a weekly five part spotlight on the debut of FIREFLY #1 in November 2018, bringing the iconic worldwide pop culture phenomenon back to comic books, original graphic novels and more in partnership with 20th Century Fox Consumer Products.

This spotlight on FIREFLY #1 begins with the reveal of a special variant cover by superstar artist J.G. Jones (Final Crisis) spotlighting the iconic crew of the spaceship Serenity as the series reveals the secret Firefly history that fans have demanded for years! Now, the definitive story of the Unification War — the intergalactic civil war that divided friend and family alike — is told at last by New York Times best-selling writer Greg Pak (World War Hulk, Mech Cadet Yu) and artist Dan McDaid (Judge Dredd), along with series creator & story consultant Joss Whedon (the visionary writer/director behind Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Marvel’s The Avengers and more).

“Firefly has some of the best fans in the world and so we knew that meant recruiting some of the best artists on the planet to deliver stunning covers to this new series,” said Jeanine Schaefer, Executive Editor, BOOM! Studios. “J.G. Jones has brought to life some of the biggest heroes on the planet through his work in comics – but none as shiny as the crew of the Serenity”

Created by Whedon and set 500 years in the future in the wake of a universal civil war, FIREFLY centers on the crew of Serenity, a small transport spaceship that doesn’t have a planet to call home. Captain Malcolm “Mal” Reynolds, a defeated soldier who opposed the unification of the planets by the totalitarian governed Alliance, will undertake any job — legal or not — to stay afloat and keep his crew fed. Thrust together by necessity but staying together out of loyalty, these disparate men and women are seeking adventure and the good life, but face constant challenges on the new frontier, such as avoiding capture by the Alliance, and evading the dangers you find on the fringes of the universe.

Mal thought he could outrun his past, but when a simple heist goes wrong, he’s forced to confront it in the form of the Unificators, mercenaries deputized to hunt down war criminals…and they’ve got Mal and Zoe at the top of their list! War can make villains of even the best men, and Mal’s quest for redemption will put him at odds with his own crew, forcing him to make a choice: fix the past or fight for the future.

FIREFLY #1 is available exclusively in comic shops (use comicshoplocator.com to find the nearest one) on November 14, 2018 with a main cover by superstar Lee Garbett (Skyward), along with variant covers by Jock (Batman), Bill Sienkiewicz (Daredevil), Joe Quinones (America) and more.

Arriving in stores the same day, FIREFLY: LEGACY EDITION BOOK ONE collects previously released Serenity comics for the first time under one cover in a new value-priced format as Mal and the crew ride again in these official sequels to the critically acclaimed Firefly television series and Serenity film.

FIREFLY is the latest release from BOOM! Studios’ eponymous imprint, home to a world-class group of licensed comic book series and ambitious original series, including Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Planet of the Apes, Abbott, Victor LaValle’s Destroyer, Mech Cadet Yu, Grass Kings, and Klaus.

For continuing news on FIREFLY and more from BOOM! Studios, stay tuned towww.boom-studios.com and follow @boomstudios on Twitter.

  BOOM! Studios Unveils FIREFLY #1 Variant Cover By J.G. Jones Boom Studios! Kicks Off Weekly Five Part Spotlight on The November 2018 Return of Joss Whedon’s Sci-Fi Epic…

[longitud-de-onda]

I remember you saying you love sci fi and was wondering what are your favorite sci fi movies?

i do absolutely adore sci-fi, but tbh i haven’t watched many movies. i’m super into sci-fi literature and lots of short stories!! but being me i still have a good list of sci-fi/dystopian/speculative fiction films. 

we’re skipping star wars cause that’s a given. i grew up watching the films (probably ep 4 was one of the first movies i ever watched), they’re fantastic. 

mirage/durante la tormenta - this movie is a mytery/drama/time travel film, really fucking weird, i had to watch it thrice to understand what happened but it’s really good. 

high rise - based off a novel by jg ballard, this movie sort of flopped, but i enjoyed it a lot. it’s set in the 80s and is a commentary on class, but also on industrialism and the brutalism of the time in the uk

matrix series - you can’t skip these on a list of good sci fi. i really enjoy the matrix films. 

serenity (and the firefly tv show) - firefly is probably my all-time favorite show, and the movie was also really good. if you haven’t seen either, i strongly believe the mandalorian was inspired a bit by firefly. it’s a space western, super episodic, and has this super strong cast. 

the martian - i didn’t realize i had been reading andy weir’s short stories long before the martian, but the book was fantastic, and i was mostly very happy with the film adaptation. really solid plot, well written, really beautiful. only time i didn’t hate matt damon.

europa report - it’s a found footage film. i think they were filming it solely for me. it was amazing. really amazing. makes you think a lot and is super intense, but has a nice take on nearish future space travel.

gravity - i always imagine this movie as this little package, tied up with a ribbon. it’s one of those films that feels kind of short (even though it isn’t much shorter than average), has a small, concise cast, high stakes, and packs a huge punch. 

battle royale - i’m counting this as sci-fi cause it’s kind of dystopian. i did have to watch this in 10-30 minute sittings over a week because i couldn’t handle some parts, but it’s a well-praised film for a reason. it was available on youtube for a while, might still be, so if you have a strong stomach, please watch it. 

how i live now - is this sci-fi? i don’t know. based off a really good, really short book, about a girl during a war (not super specified, but it’s in the near future) who goes to live with her cousins. kind of weird incest plotline, but it was the first tom holland film i watched, and has my loves george mackay and saorise ronan. also more intense than it should be.

so you might notice, i’m gonna appreciate a movie if it’s got a tight and defined cast, with a really basic plot that’s executed with militaristic precision, beautiful visuals, and a certain dreaminess or otherworldly aspect. prospect did exactly that for me. and i’m not including it on this list, but you know how much i love it. 

[agentzakura]

Tagged by: @gengarlovesclefable

list 10 songs that you currently cannot stop listening to and then tag (10) people

Explode Uh Huh Her

Eighteen Pale Waves

Bass Bumps Jess Kent

I Did Something Bad Taylor Swift

Ease My Mind Hayley Kiyoko

Out of My Head Chvrches, Wednesday Campanella

Bad Love The Aces

Pay the Man Foster the People

Fake Happy Paramore

Love Will Tell That Devil still-cookiedough

Tagging @dollmiraceti @kerosene17 @still-cookiedough @nootvanlis @jg-firefly @mymindwandersonbrokenfeet @onequeerfox @wandererfakeer @thatwickedozian @frankybobs13

[ukulelekatie]

49 and 53?

49: Do you make wishes at 11:11?

Yep!!

53: Ever been on a golf cart?

I think maybe once? I don’t really remember though 

[damnjooon]

Don't reject me|1

Genre: Fluff|Angst- ManagerAu

Word count: 2281

Part: 1

Time had really flashed past you like the movie marathons you proudly took part of when you weren't fulled with layered schedules. It felt like just yesterday, you had just landed in a foreign country where you would spend most your youth in, South Korea.

Lately, you've been brutally busy with work. Bighit, the company you worked at, was gaining more attention and success, well the group that is under BigHit, BTS. You were lucky enough to be a manager for the seven members. But due to risk of starting rumors, your employment was kept undercover, people mistaking you as a make up artist (though you weren't so good). 

You were excited for the upcoming months, Bang Pd announced that there would be another world tour two months ago, and the day had finally arrived. You were prepping for transportation and where the boys would be accommodated at in the multiple countries that you would also adventure through. You finished earlier than expected so you packed all the necessary equipment that is vital for traveling: monthly protection, your laptop, various types of clothing and your nikon d3400 camera. You fell asleep really early, as it was your turn to drive the members to the airport.

9:15PM BANG P.D: Just a reminder that it is your responsibility to pick up the members. They depart at 10:00AM. If possible, could you be at the airport by 7:50? Our last flight was delayed due to paparazzi.

9:16PM Y/n: Of course. Ill make sure they get there safely as well. Sejin, Hyunsoo, Hobeom, Jigaemae and I have it all undercover. Don't worry too much.

9:17PM Bang P.D: Thank you y/n. Enjoy yourself for me yes? Once you return, you'll wish you would've...

9:17PM Y/n: :) I will, thank you Bang P.D enjoy your free time as well...

You slept peacefully in your studio apartment. Though you were still, you felt that you could explode, overwhelmed by the events that would take place. Imagining all the famous landmarks and traditional foods you would experience, you dozed off to La la land...

The song, 'Fireflies' by Owl City (a childhood song) greeted you awake. It was currently 3:00AM and it took you an hour to drive to work then pick up the boys. You only had an hour to reorganize yourself so that you would arrive at the airport on time. As much time as it sounded like, you were still in a hurry, fearing you would disappoint your boss. You threw your luggage inside your car, remembering to grab everything, then dashed to the building to transfer cars in order to pick up the boys.

As expected, you were at the members apartment 1 hour earlier than you intended. You rang Jin knowing he would be awake. After two rings the call was answered...

Y/n: "Hey Jin, are the others all up?"

Jin: "No, "Hi Jin did you sleep well?""

Y/n: "Ohh gosh I am sorry my lord, did thy lord sleep peacefully?"

Jin: "Yess~ I did"

Y/n: "You're such a dork... Are they?"

Jin: "Yeah we're all awake, Jungkook woke us up. Are you here yet?"

Y/n: "Wow Jungkook did? And yeah"

Jin: "Cause it's you (mumbling), I mean were on our way"

Y/n: "K see you then, peace out~"

It didn't take them long to arrive at the car. You exchanged greetings with each and every member but Jungkook. He shrugged your greetings away merely giving any attention. Jungkook gave you mixed emotions, as if he was still a stuck up teen. Somedays he can be very bubbly and cheeky, enjoyable to be around with (though you both didn't talk to each other much). Somedays he would be overly bitchy, his famous stone cold eyes plastered onto his face. Unfortunately, it was one of "those" days.

Y/n: "We're pretty early and I didn't eat breakfast, down for some burgers?"- eyes observing the empty roads.

HS: "Who the hell eats burgers for breakfast?"

Y/n: "Me, unless you have a healthier decision"

NJ: "Let's just go to a Café"

Y/n: "Fine~ what you all want"

TH: "Hot chocolate please"

JM: "Iced Green tea"

HS: "Coffe for me, large i didn't get much sleep. Hixtape..."

YG: "Americano"

NJ: "Yeah me too"

Jin: "mmm I want juice"

Y/n: "Guys i aint gonna remember anything just text me it, im driving here."

You looked for the closest Café in sight, finding one a few stores down the road. As concentrated as you were, you felt a set of eyes burning behind your head. You knew it was Jungkook. Jungkook stop looking at me. Moments later you parked up the car and headed into the Café to order what they desired to snack on whilst also buying you something to eat. You returned to the van, passing out the drinks to all the members.

Y/n: "Man the lady was giving me hella attitude. She was like "Is that just for you, it seems like too much". Even if it was mine, why would it matter to her, I'm the one that pays for her pay check".

After taking small nibbles from your sandwich, you continued your destination towards the airport. Traffic was slowly building up, so you took the shortest route possible. Out of pure instinct, you looked up at the rear mirror, there he was again. Jungkook's eyes dark and mysteriously scrutinized on your eyes. As tempting as he looked, you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Stop looking at me! It was as if you said those words aloud because all the members were looking at you, than back to Jungkook in a rather awkward and confused expression.

After 45 minutes you parked up the van in it's designated location, a smile across your simple features. Remembering that you were a girl, you slipped your phone out of your pocket dialling Sejin's number into your phone.

Y/n: "Hey Sejin, I'm here."

SJ: "You are? Wow your early it's only 7. Im gonna be running a little late... Girlfriend, but I'll text Jigaemae, he'll escort them inside."

Y/n: "Hah I can't relate. How long will he take?"

SJ : "mmm approximately half an hour?? 40 minutes no later."

Y/n: "Then what do I do?... Gosh, sometimes I wish I was a man so I could just walk with them casually."

SJ: "Yeah, sadly it will cause false rumors. I have no clue just, I don't know make sure they have everything I guess?"

Y/n: "For 30 minutes?"

SJ: "Just do something... I have to go, see you there."

Y/n: "Suppose so, catch ya later".

You hung the phone up and banged your head against the head rest out of irritation and boredom. The vibration of your phone grabbed your attention which you opened, surprised by a notification by Jungkook.

7:16AM Jungkook: Why are you banging your head like that...

7:16AM Y/n: U do realize were in the same car, breathing the same air...

7:17AM Jungkook: It's more private.

You left him on read as Jigaemae also sent you a message.

7:18AM Jigsaw: Why me?? Out of all the manager's. Sejin chooses me. Does he know how small I am!?! ILL GET CRUSHED

You sniggered at his cry for help, grabbing Jungkooks attention

7:19AM y/n: Too bad :p Im a girl. I can just imagine you getting squeezed between the paparazzi and a bodyguard. How fascinating ㅎㅎㅎㅎ

7:19AM Jigsaw: Im on my wayy ㅠㅠ By the time we get in the plane. Im gonna b in pieces.

7:19AM y/n: Hey at least we r travelling!! Plus we get paid too so win win!

7:20AM Jigsaw: For u! U can just walk in without a mob tackling ㅠㅡㅠ u!! Wish me luck, im gonna need it

7:20AM y/n: 후후후후 화이팅 Good luck shorty!

You locked the screen, satisfied with both the conversation and the reoccurring thought of Jigaemae crammed between a bodyguard and a metal pole. Jungkook however, was completely the opposite to how you felt. He oozed Jealousy and bleeded rage, he hated that anything he did never caught your attention. He wanted you, he didn't want the thousands and hundreds of girls that loved and worshiped him, or the most prettiest, smartest, open-minded women on earth, he wanted you. Honestly, you didn't have any features that made you stand out from the crowd, but to him you glowed everything he couldn't find in other people.

You asked the members if they had everything and if they wanted anything from the airport before you went.

Jk: "Can I come with you, please?"

Y/n: "I would say yes Jungkook but its too risky of a move".

Jk: "I have my mask?"

Y/n: "But your build. Every fan knows how well maintained and sculptured it is. Its just too risky".

Nj: "Cut him some slack man y/n. Just let him it'll be more interesting".

Y/n: "Okay~"

You were partially frustrated with Jungkook, he always asked if he could accompany you. Sometimes you just needed air away from work.

Jk: "So who was that you were texting? Boyfriend?"

Y/n: "Jungkook, you know im as lonely as your chilly pepper. Just like youse, I'm too busy working."

Jk: "Haha chilly pepper..."

The weather was cold and wet, it had started to pour, hitting the roads and uncovered pavements. The rain always made you feel at ease, melting your worries and stress with one drop of water.

Jungkook scanned your features, watching you admire the scenery. Why are you so...y/n. He was crazy for you. Whenever you entered the building wearing skirts or business shirts he would imagine himself ripping them off you and pounding into you until you basically scream his name. He couldn't help himself, he was a man after all. He really wished you would show some interest in him or at least reply to his cheesy flirting skills.

You and Jungkook strolled around the airport hoping to kill time. The mini journey was silent, none of you dared to ruin the comfortable atmosphere. As you were on your way back to the van, You spotted Jigaemae and Hyunsoo a few cars before the van.

Y/n: "Jigaemae, Hyunsoo!" - waving your hands, recklessly.

Jg: "Y/n! Jungkook!"

Hy: "Hello."

After exchanging each others presence, you strolled back to the van blabbing about business. From the corner of your eye, Jungkook was bulging his tongue from inside his cheeks, eyes focus on nothing but your small steps.

15 Minutes past, the boys were supervised by both their managers and the bulky thick men, muscles filling in every space between the boys. You couldn't control yourself and chuckle at the scene that unraveled before your eyes: the flashing of lights and bodies touching each and every person thirsty for a glimpse of the kpop sensation. Meeting up with your coworkers, you finalized any trips, hotels and management needed for the upcoming "vacation". Though one of your colleagues were gossiping about another colleague, you heard another discussion take place that interested you more.

Yb: "Someone told me that Jungkook likes someone in the company..."

Lp: "Yeah I heard about it too!" - whispering

Yb: "Who do you think it is? My eyes are on the new intern, she's always coming back with hickey's on her neck these days".

Lp: "I doubt it, I reckon he's into noonas that are dominant, you know?"

Yb: "Who like y/n?"

Your ears flinched with the sound of your name, intrigued that people thought you were 1) that sort of person 2) stimulating enough for a worldwide idol to see you in such light.

Lp: "Exactly yeah, just like her. I've seen the way he looks at her. When she's busy talking to another guy, he does that tongue thing. We all know what that means."

Yb: "Actually I've seen it too. I wish he liked me. I mean she isn't that pretty, I actually look more decent than her, V told me so."

Stop being so full of yourself. He only said you look pretty not better than my sexy body. You thought to yourself. The buzzing of your phone indicated that they were in the waiting room, ready for department. You informed everyone that it was time to go, effortlessly treading towards the room that held the seven members.

Y/n: "Is that everyone? Okay so we are all lucky enough to ride business class due to Bang pdnim so In favor for the big boss, let's enjoy ourselves and work hard as well!"

"YESS!!"

You all entered the airplane pleased that you wouldn't be spending 12 hours with a knot in your neck and sweaty arms colliding into each other. As you were Jungkooks personal manager, you were given the chair closest to the window, next to Jungkook. A big fat bunny grin planted on his face. Jungkook took this opportunity to know you better.

After the plane took off into the air you unbuckled yourself, snatching your camera from your bag. You snapped numerous photos of Seoul, watching the city minimize as the airplane flew higher into the air. Jungkook did not hesitate to appreciate your piquant side profile repetitively reminding himself why he fell for you in the first place. After your satisfied approval to yourself, you placed the camera back into your bag and sat back, letting the sofa chair massage your tense muscles.

Jk: "So, how's life?"

Without realising, your eyelids gradually grew heavier, which you cowardly admitted defeat. Jungkook was head over heels for you, even though you were snoring and drool dripped from your chin he couldn't help but think that one day he would wake up to this you...

Jk: "Hey, I like you. Please don't reject me."

A/N: It is I, the author. I am planning on doing a series for this.. Since it's the holidays nxt week. Ill do regular updates just simply comment if you want me to so I know I'm not doing this for nothing you know?

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Discord Diamonds ep4

@ukulelekatie this is for you: The idea here was ‘Buzzfeed quiz results are so random. Maybe a dateability quiz is actually how compatible you are with the author.’ - @jg-firefly

“No one will know.”

Betty quirked an eyebrow, glancing over the top of her nail file at Laura. She had arrived much like she always did—unexpectedly, with bubblegum already smacking. Sometimes, Laura wondered when she had time to do her actual job, but, more often than not, she accepted that Betty was just going to be... Betty.

“I’ll know,” she scoffed, her fingers pausing their path across her keyboard. It was far from hard-hitting journalism, but she had an article on potted plants that looked like celebrities that she needed to turn in by that evening, and a How Dateable Are You quiz, of all things, was low on her radar.

Besides, that was generally Betty’s area.

“The quizzes are nonsense, anyway. How does picking a color determine which Doctor Who character I am?”

“Right, coming from Miss ‘Pottermore-says-I’m-a-Gryffindor.’”

Laura knew it was childish, but she was sorely tempted to stick out her tongue. She settled for rolling her eyes.

“Doesn’t mean I’m going to do it.”

“You just said it yourself: it’s nonsense. So what’s the big deal?”

“It’s got to be some sort of... I don’t know, ethics violation.”

“Right. Because it’s against the Geneva Convention to skew an internet quiz.”

“What would be the point, though?” Laura gave up on her article entirely, waving her hands and letting them fall into her lap. She kicked out her desk chair and turned it to face Betty more solidly. Her neck had enough of a crick already, from where she’d been sleeping on Perry’s couch.

Damn termites. Damn shitty landlords.

“Fun, Laura. The point would be fun. Now c’mon, just answer a few questions!”

She glared, but it was without any real fight. Betty gave a little hiss of triumph, scooping up her notepad and running the eraser-end of her pencil down a list she had been careful to keep hidden.

“Alright. First date. What’s the worst possible thing they could order?”

///

“Hey, 52% is respectable, Perr,” Mel said. She tossed back another swig of Corona. “Better than LaF.”

“Broke my heart,” LaFontaine agreed, their voice dropping into somber, dramatized tones. They pressed a hand to their chest. “Only 11% compatibility... I’m not sure I can go on.”

“It’s because you answer every question with the worst response on purpose.”

“I still say diffusing a bomb would make for a memorable anniversary.”

“Hence the 11%.”

LaFontaine put on a pout, but it vanished immediately in the face of the cookies Perry set before them. Laura put three on her plate, watching the rest vanish in a flurry of grabby hands.

Only Perry would serve baked goods with drinks.

She really hadn’t expected the quiz to turn into anything more than a few laughs with Betty. But then Betty had reported results from across the office, each announcement rife with personal commentary, and Laura hadn’t been able to contain her amusement when LaFontaine had declared their offense at ‘not being dateable.’

So she had clued them in. And with them had come everyone they knew.

Which was how Laura knew that she should absolutely not date any of her friends.

“I can’t believe any of you would order seafood on a first date,” she complained. “It’s like you don’t want to have a goodnight kiss.”

“Oysters are hot,” shrugged Mel.

Laura made a face. “Not visually, they’re not.”

“Well, Charlotte thinks so. And, not that it matters, but we got the exact same score.” She raised her bottle to no one, smirking, and took another hearty swig.

The back door swung open without warning, the sound of suburb crickets wafting in as Carmilla clomped her boots over the threshold. She set a six-pack on the counter, offering only a nod in greeting.

“About time,” said LaF.

“Shoes,” declared Perry.

Laura busied herself with collecting the empty bottles and moving them into the recycling, pretending it was for Perry’s benefit and had nothing to do with the jump in her heart rate or the sudden heat behind her ears.

Carmilla was always in leather, but tonight she also had her helmet slung casually under one arm, her hair parting so easily as she swept a hand through the raven tresses. It would be impossibly easy for Laura to lose herself in the sharp cut of her eyeliner, let alone in the perfect curve of her jaw.

It was still bizarre to her that they were even in the same circles. Carmilla had been the nameless ‘hot bartender’ at Redd’s long before she had become ‘Mel’s friend Carmilla,’ and Laura was almost certain that Carmilla still had no idea they had met before, despite making her whiskey sours every weekend for the better part of three years.

Now, she was just... around.

All the time.

Quirking an eyebrow at Laura’s jokes, calling her all sorts of snarky, cutesy nicknames seemingly just to watch her babble and sputter in reply.

And it would have been a dream come true, were it not for the fact that Carmilla was certainly not interested in dating her. She didn’t appear to be interested in dating anyone, when it came down to it. She collected numbers with a graceful ease, barely even trying when they went out for drinks—the girls always just came to her, sliding numbers to her on napkins, letting their fingers brush on her thigh—but she never went out for coffee or bothered with dinner, as far as Laura could tell.

To her infinite relief, Carmilla did not ask what she had missed, and no one prompted her into answering quiz questions the moment she claimed a seat.

Instead, they dove into discussion about the fight at Redd’s the night prior, and how Carmilla had been forced into calling the cops to break it up. And, when the details there had been exhausted, it was on to a mishap with LaF’s intern at the lab, and before Laura knew it they had segued into a segue and she was telling the room—at LaF’s eager prompting—about the time she had worked fast food in college, when a particularly rowdy customer had bit her.

“He didn’t leave in a body bag?” Carmilla asked, her lip curled just slightly at the corner. The others were turned to LaFontaine, already giving their witness’s rendition of the events, but Carmilla’s eyes were locked on hers, glinting and warm. She had peeled half the label off of her beer with practiced fingers, and the way her elbows were splayed put her right nearly touching Laura’s left. “I imagine you don’t take well to biting.”

Laura’s cheeks were dusted pink before the words were even out, but it was easy, when she was on the dregs of her third glass of sav blanc.

“Not that kind of biting, no.”

Carmilla’s eyes widened. And then so did her grin.

But Perry was insisting that they start the movie, now that everyone was present, and so they allowed themselves to be herded into the sitting room and handed homemade popcorn in Perry’s cutesy little tins... and Laura tried not to sulk—at least not externally—when Carmilla wound up on one of the floor poufs while she was stuck on the couch between LaF and Mel.

It had been months, since they’d been properly introduced. She knew she should be over this, whatever this was... a crush, certainly, and nothing more... but the feeling persisted, despite her efforts. A nagging to just spend more time in her presence, if only to get more chances to see her laugh.

She was pathetic, really. And that was a fact hammered home by the amount of time she spent side-eyeing Carmilla rather than paying attention to what was on the screen.

It was just that she had seen Mamma Mia! before, and it was far more entertaining to watch Carmilla’s face contort into various grimaces, her annoyances kept at bay solely by the plates of food Perry nudged her way, every five minutes or so.

(Laura suspected this was the main reason she had attended, in the first place.)

Mel was already shouldering her coat, when the credits finally rolled. She offered a salute and a click of her tongue rather than a proper farewell before she ducked out the door, and Perry started tidying at once, collecting the blankets that Laura had been using to turn the couch into a bed for the past several evenings.

Carmilla hesitated, weighing her helmet in her hands, and then raised an eyebrow at Laura, almost expectantly, and tipped her head towards the exit.

“Need a ride, cupcake?”

Her ears were hot again, immediately, even before she was shaking her head. They lived on the same block, and they had gotten an Uber together, once—a ride of mostly silence as Laura attempted not to blurt out something along the lines of ‘you’re super pretty’—so it was hardly a reach for her to offer, now.

But termites.

Fucking termites.

“Uh, actually, no. I’m sort of... staying here.”

Carmilla frowned. LaF and Perry vanished to the kitchen, almost on purpose.

“Why?”

“Pest control. My apartment is sort of under a big blue tent at the moment.”

“Well that sucks.”

Laura laughed at the bluntness. “Yeah... like, a lot.”

Slowly, Carmilla surveyed the living room. Laura saw her eyes latch, for the first time, upon the various things that did not belong in the space—her suitcase, for one. Her brow furrowed even further as she noticed Perry’s started attempts at making her bed.

“Here like... on the couch?”

She grimaced. “Yeah. I mean, it’s not ideal, but you know Perry is renovating the guest room, and then LaF’s office doesn’t have space, and I’m just grateful for all the free food. And for not having to pay for a hotel.”

“You work on the other side of town.”

It was a statement, not a question, and a surprising one, at that. “I didn’t realize you... knew that.”

Carmilla’s lip quirked, but there was less of an air to it... there was something disappointed. Or maybe that was just in the way her eyes dropped, and her shoulders lifted.

“I pay attention,” she said, her tone unreadable. And then she cleared her throat, and played her fingers over the curve of her helmet like a drum solo. “I... happen to have a spare room.”

Laura stared, not comprehending.

Carmilla raised an eyebrow.

“Oh! Oh.” She blinked, her mouth abruptly going very dry. “That’s... are you offering..?”

“If you’re interested. I don’t promise to wake you up with a Michelin Star breakfast, of course. But you also wouldn’t need to catch three buses to get to the office.”

She opened her mouth, ready to say how sweet that was, but how she couldn’t reject Perry’s kindness—how it would only be another day or two, anyway—but she didn’t get the chance.

“Carmilla, that’s lovely of you!” Perry beamed, clasping her hands in the kitchen doorway. “I’ve felt so terrible that we could only offer a couch, and I hate inconveniencing Laura like this...”

“Perry, you’re doing me the favor—”

“And I’ve been a terrible host. You’re such a dear, Carmilla.”

///

Laura still wasn’t entirely sure what had happened. One moment she had been ready to crash on Perry’s couch after a traditional movie night, and the next she was being herded out the door with only a backpack of her things and a promise that the rest would be delivered the next day.

And then she had been on the back of Carmilla’s motorcycle, her arms around Carmilla’s waist, and she had been certain that, yes, this must be a dream.

But it was not. Because they arrived at Carmilla’s place, and it was very real.

“It’s not as clean as Perry’s, I know.” Carmilla grinned sardonically, as she tossed her coat onto the back of a chair and turned to rest her elbows on the kitchen counter. “But it’s home.”

It was nicer than Laura’s place, certainly, and it raised a multitude of questions—most of them along the lines of ‘how much do bartenders make, exactly?’—but she asked none of them. Instead, she let herself roam in a small semi-circle through the main space, taking in the artwork on the walls, the stuffed bookcases, the artifacts and trinkets that looked to have come from all over the world.

She was right about it not being exactly clean, though.

Carmilla seemed to have trouble with putting things back where they came from. There were books littered on various surfaces, some with bits of paper stuffed in to the pages, others left spine-up where she had apparently last been reading them. There was a clear layer of dust on most of the horizontal surfaces. Her sole potted plant looked extremely dead.

Still, overall, it felt very... Carmilla.

“I like it,” she offered.

“Glad to have your approval,” Carmilla teased. “Did you want the grand tour? It costs extra.”

“Ha-ha.”

She showed her to the guest bedroom and the adjoining bathroom, and, despite her commentary earlier, she appeared to have a fully stocked kitchen with the makings of a Perry-style breakfast, after all.

“Are you a secret chef?” Laura questioned, eyebrow raised, when she had finished returning the water pitcher to its shelf, her glass in hand.

Carmilla had said to help herself, and she was usually good at that.

“What were you expecting? A takeout fortress?”

It was what she had at home, and she felt herself flush.

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“Nice to see you hold me in such high regard,” Carmilla said, but there was teasing in the words, her eyes sparkling that way that they did sometimes, and Laura’s grin in return was easy.

“Never said I didn’t. I just... didn’t exactly picture... all of this.” She gestured to the apartment, and then hurried to soften her words, panic jumping up her spine, “I mean, not that that’s a bad thing. I mean, when I say my place is under pest-control, that should... that should give you a pretty solid indication that I’m not... that—”

“Don’t hurt yourself, cutie.”

“I just mean that it’s surprising... in a good way.”

Carmilla’s smile was still in place, head tipped just slightly to the side, the way it only seemed to do when it was Laura she was talking to. She tried not to read into it.

“Surprising that I’m a slob? Or that I eat vegetables?”

Laura snorted. “The second one.”

“I’ll have you know,” Carmilla declared, reaching around her to get a glass of her own from the cupboard—and very much invading her personal space in the process—“That I am a perfect 50% omivore. Thank you very much.”

Laura swallowed, watching her every move as she reached into the fridge, fingers wrapping around the pitcher handle, back arching and her ass—

Nope, nope, don’t look! Bad Hollis...

“That’s... specific,” she forced out.

Carmilla bent again, to return the pitcher, and Laura suddenly found the dead plant on the counter of deep interest.

“Well, it was according to one of your little quizzes, so it’s clearly certifiable.”

“One of mine?”

“Buzzfeed.”

Laura’s eyes went wide, her mouth working but no sound coming out, and she clutched the cold of the glass a little tighter and took a forced sip.

“Right, yes. I work there.”

Carmilla chuckled. “Again, your opinion of me is dreadful, cutie. Amazed I don’t live in a cave, fascinated at the concept of me owning food... and surprised that I pay attention to where my friends work.”

Laura wanted to supply a retort, but she was fresh out of them. Carmilla wasn’t wrong.

But, then, it wasn’t like they had spent that much time together.

And she hardly thought Carmilla had noticed her, of all people. Even if they were friends with the same gingers.

“I’m teasing you,” Carmilla supplied, when Laura’s case of goldfish-face became much too apparent.

It did not help her blush. “Yes, right. I know.”

Carmilla flicked a switch to dim the lights, padding in the direction of her own bedroom with apparent intentions to get some sleep. But, before she stepped through the door, she turned back.

“Oh, and I’ll have you know I took another one of those little quizzes the other day, and you really shouldn’t be so surprised that I’m a functioning adult. Your company seems to think I’m 100% dateable.”

She pulled the door shut softly behind her, a cocky grin on her lips.

And no idea what she had just admitted to.

[pixie-skull]

# 12 Post, part 2: FINALLY Top Ten 2D Animated Women’s List

Update August 12th! Updates in bold.

So I am behind on my promise and seeing this net neutrality could happen here my top lady crushes. I try to go into detail. I have to admit number 10 going to be confusing see her movie has different animation styles, so I try find a picture of which one I like more. ON TO THE DELAYED LISTED. Reminder none of my new crushes can be made after 2016, when I graduate high school. Warning lots of breasts. Hey I am Pan, as in pansexuality, so yes I am mostly romantic, yet I want to clarify, I am not liking the characters for that. Also, I tried list movies from animated companies, or else this be Disney mostly. XD Here the RULES https://indigo-psyduck.tumblr.com/post/167091245072/post-12-part-1-rules-for-animated-crush-list

10. 2010′s Dante's Inferno: An Animated Epic Beatrice. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1C9WtnOr7Y  So now I  said I have two styles I really like, yes this movie has 5 or 6 styles. O.O 

So I chose this design of ALL other, maybe has a close second, yet this (due to it enhances the Souls and Demons)

 Now on to the reasons she wins number 10. Her personality, hopeful, positive, loyal,  patient (still annoyed at Dante for what he did), honest, and just an embodiment of virtues. So besides being someone who so kind to have what happened to her is heartbreaking. Plus her overall appearance was attractive too. I am not sure why women’s almost naked I feel more comfortable seeing, yet men’s and non-binary I feel my demisexual side bit more antsy. Yes middle school me was both freaked out and at the same time enjoyed the film. Helps also I was figuring out my sexuality and came out in mid high school.  Oh and she stands ups for herself and tries not to be a prize. Unlike the video game, she is not a pushover. D: XD Also I am now sure I am asexual.

9.  2000′s Titan AE, Akima. 

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXmcVV3WJWwEven though this movie was hard to watch(the CGI :( ), the characters and their designs are very fun to watch. Now besides being voiced by the attractive Drew Berrymore (fun fact is bi), the haircut, and those eyebrows, there more to Akima.  I like she reminds of (the stunning) Zoe from Firefly due to both pilots (in a sense) so have the voice call the shots, she can take care of herself, knows how to fight yet be not a killer, and more. I do personally headcanon her as bi. She very low on the list for I admit I saw the movie sooner than I like to admit, so she not as much a childhood crush, as a new one. Only her animated style was constant, unlike 10. Sorry, the gif changed her appearance a bit, I know in the movie she of Asian descent.

8. Now nine was tempted to put Gwen from “Total Drama Island”, first two seasons (I have a soft spot for dyed hair and punk and goth look), until I saw this movie. (I do plan do a maybe top five of TV 2D women)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVbX1NeWY9s&t=3s1992 Cool’s World Lonette.

 (I like how her hair so cute and messy here^ A sweet, short, messy, haircut. Also yes her body also quite nice XD ) I really find her kindness endearing such a negative world. Even though I like all eye colors, dark green eyes I am a sucker for. Also she was loving to Frank, makes hope for someone as affectionate as her. I know she Holli look very much in common, but Holli I felt lacked in such romance tenderness.

This smile ^ so adorable.

7. 1999′s Scooby-Doo! and the Witch's Ghost  Luna https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92jw0fxXca4

(in Violet and short red hair)I could have easily put this whole band down, yet I wanted pick their second singer.  The fact she sings, plays an instrument, in an eco goth band, dyed hair, her parent helped give the band their fangs, and more, is why I like her so much. Also she drawn in this movie she more drawn with details and for that she is more attractive.https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/p__/images/8/8c/New-ghrfh-the-hex-girls-24106229-720-480.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110909113258&path-prefix=protagonist < - - -  Close up on her.

6. 1993′s The Thief and the Cobbler, Yum-Yum.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZibUpH-AME&list=PL18B0CA620B61D076 and https://vimeo.com/88602144 

Shocked how few royals are on this list, especially for being a 90′s kid. So why Princess Yum-Yum, even though she a weird blend of Aladdin (I bring this up to claimed Disney and if they or if they did NOT steal from this movie) Jasmine (I also have a crush on her too) of having a voice and using her power, but sometimes seems underdeveloped in comparison. However to me that is only when compared, so she to me is still fleshed out. I am happy to see her make the band of thieves due what she says, she merciful, she helps Tack and does her fair of saving the day. Not just a pretty face, she actual does something.

5. ANY DC comics Batman adaptation of Selina Kyle also known as Catwoman.

(^ Not to stereotype, yet this “gay” haircut I love so much on her)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LjQPXvQ7ZPQ

Now on to why I like her. First bonus is she cannoned as Bi as bisexuality. Now to the rest, she a character who in the grey waves of morals. She is either a villainess, anti-hero, or whatever. I enjoy also how much a tease she can be to Batman (thanks to her I can be like to my relationships too sometimes), she loves animals, she inspires me with her self defense and flexibility. Catwoman also she makes me comfortable being her dominate power force. I want to clarify I am waiting till marriage. XD I also like she kinda an example of a character, who can depicted with different racial background, body types, and more. I am aware some characters can not have such changes, yet Catwoman a positive example of done right.

4. 2003′s Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas, Marina. 

Shout to @animagix101and @thenamelessdoll edits of her, if from a racebend to giving her more muscles, thank you.Now why do I like this short haired ambassador? One she stands up for what she believes in, she a quick learner, she gives off vibes like she could be bi, poly, or pan, and is fearless, yet gives mercy. Her relationship is shown on screen to grow, not just boom love, yet (I do not like Sinbad by the way, I much more like Proteus). I was tempted to give this spotlight as a tie to Moses Tzipporah, yet I know ties are not fun for most people.

3. Sailor Moon (90′s version), Michiru Kaiou AKA Sailor Neptune. 

Now I know I am making this my 2D animated ladies from MOVIES, but she did make appearances in film. Sorry too the gif makes more pale (yes the characters in the anime are suppose to be Japanese). Shout out she also in the LGBTQ+ Community, cannoned as lesbian. Now on to why I like the Sailor Guardian of the planet Neptune? Besides having colorful hair (I am sorry dyed hair a bonus for me, like how accents are a bonus for other people), she has a colorful personality. XD She very artsy (I like people who can have a passion in something that is like theater, music, etc), romantic (like dang she and Sailor Uranus are soooooooooooooooo cute), funny, clever, and more.

2. Okay this rule is broken of only MOVIE ladies, yet this  a childhood crush since my elementary school years. 1996′s The Incredible Hulk animated Series and any other Hulk/Marvel product, Jennifer Walters AKA She-Hulk.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MStHVaHNf_Y

XD Yes that scene beyond suggestive and yes her voice by the stunning Cree Summers. So what makes a delight, she can be funny and serious, an amazing lawyer (I believe the comic staff did this be part of the second wave of feminism [no hating for this, okay to be a feminist or have the ideas of one to want equality with men), confident in her body and mind, she has colorful hair, she so strong that I be happy be held by her, and more. XD It is kinda takes to her women of any height (she is “5'10" (in human form) 6'7" (as She-Hulk” according to http://marvel.com/characters/51/she-hulk)  because tall Titanesses need some love. Also yes sucker for either her She-Hulk green eyes or her Jennifer’s form with brown eyes and this cute haircut. So Bruce Banner or Hulk, can you give me your cousin’s number please? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l2j4_C4cvSs https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbVnnImJOYc

1. 1996′s The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Esmeralda. 

So I like Disney a lot to choose ONE woman is not easy to do, yet I chose to one who I know for the fact I can say just has more to crush on. For starters her personality (seeing beauty from within a huge trait I love), spreading mercy, standing up her others, her sense of Faith (I am Spiritual, so her song to me a great representation of faith - - - > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MEEpavnk7Uw ), her voice (both speaking and singing <3 <3) rich (I thank real life cutie Demi Moore, in Ghost her haircut is something I want to mimic on day), and more. Looks, well as long you are not a woman who is straight and a man who is gay, I find it hard to believe you can not understand how she is a jaw dropper. I personally head cannon her Pan as in Pansexuality.

So before you assume anything, yes there one more cutie after this, why, because I like to count zero. XD

Honorable Mentions: 

X-Men: 

Raven Darkholme  AKA Mystique (fun fact I believe she is cannoned as Bi, even though I heancanon as Pan)

Ororo Munroe AKA Storm  (XD the Pan flag I love it)

Disney:

2001′s Atlantis: The Lost Empire Kida

1991′s Beauty and the Beast Belle (I love her hazel eyes and dimples)

1999′s Iron Giant: Annie 

0. 1982′s The Last Unicorn, Lady Amalthea. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-TioQfT-jg

Even though yes she barely seems happy, just something about her that so stunning. If her indigo eyes, silver hair (I want to maybe dye my hair like her’s one day, when my hair longer), or moment of smiling.

Okay now I looked at her physical appearance, how does Amalthea win by personality. With light spoilers (not going into detail) she starts and end the movie on a quest for herself and it is empowering to see her just do this for she wants to. Not out of love, a prophecy, nope just wanted to save more like her. She is does not give up, she goes on. Amalthea strong in her morals, she helps her friends, her arch is powerful, and so much more. PLEASE READ THE BOOK TOO! =D So I like to point out (because my sibling and I had a debate) I liked her when HUMAN and she call herself human, not sure why this confused my sibling.

*Please anyone name what traits stick out as reoccurring in my named character crushes.*

I challenge @thenamelessdoll @sailorzelda94 @myhollie1911 @cereittanyprincess15 @deanscourse ANYONE else to make their top animated women’s, men’s, non-binary, or your top animated crush list.

I want to clear up that listing women easier because men tend be less developed. So my top 10 men list be BOTH movies and TV, so I make a top 3 tv cartoon ladies.

@theghostlightison

So since I made this, I am making a top five different, details of why I like them stay the same, yet different spots

5. Maria

4. Sailor Neptune

3. Catwoman

2. Amalthea (I kinda like this “mad” gif looks more like checking someone out. XD ^*_*^ )

1. Esmeralda (I still hope to use this quote one day)

0. She-Hulk

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this is the closest i’m getting to having a drink with any of the #Firefly cast. shoutout to @jewelstaite for being an acting superstar, and a cultural icon. stay #Shiny! #CantStopTheSignal. https://www.instagram.com/p/CBQNI_7g-Jg/?igshid=mle9i35bvgdk