“the finale was rushed” lana wanted a final 8-episode third season (people forget that lana changed her plan from 5 seasons to 3 while doing s2 because she realised she could complete the story in less) and pitched it to netflix with a season 1 budget and they said no so she had to cram 8+ hours worth of finale into 2.5hrs and the fact that she was able to do that should be applauded, not torn apart.
little mix ships summed up (bc theres more than just jerrie, tell ur friends)
Jerrie: childhood bffs; finish each others sentences; went to broadway sleep away camp together; cute n innocent; wouldn’t even hurt each other as a joke
Jadesy: typa friends that met in the bathroom when both of them were goin through some shit; protect each other from boys; share healthy sex tips
Leighade: literal sisters; go to concerts and clubs and vacations together; eat dinner together; hold hands; are each others’ plus one; bicker
Pesy: omg kinky af; go to sex shops together; old lesbian couple; the loudest when together; always laughing and talking about penises
Jeleigh: college roomates; always pullin pranks and hosting parties; steal each others clothes; Jesys always roasting leigh, but leigh lets her; moms
Lerrie: !!! Underrated; always fighting and constantly jealous of each others gorgeousness; ride or die; would buy 100 dogs together; have made out in real life on camera TWICE; constantly feeling each other up and look like they want to devour eachother
prompt 9? also im going to send you more bc im a greedy bastard who loves your writing so
9. “You’re in love with her.”
this is angsty fair warning.
“You’re in love with her.”
He doesn’t need to ask, he knows the answer already. Steve sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“I don’t know.” He’s frustrated, Tony can tell. The response is all the answer he needs.
“It’s fine, Steve. I mean c’mon, it’s Sharon. She’s your Pepper. It’s kind of a surprise it took you this long.” He’s smiling, joking. It’s what he’s good at. It doesn’t matter that his heart is breaking, that the man he loves is in love with someone else-
He could tell Steve right now. Admit his feelings and pray Steve doesn’t punch him in the face. But he remembers the way Steve smiled around Sharon, how just a simple conversation with her could brighten his whole day. He sees how Steve’s presence comforts Sharon, how he never fails to make her smile with his charming looks and cheesy 40’s humor. He can’t do that to them, can’t do that to Steve.
Instead he clasps a hand on the back of Steve’s shoulder.
“Steve, I’m gonna be honest here, pining isn’t a good look on you,” more jokes, anything to stop his thoughts from spilling out. “Just tell her.” Steve lets out a frustrating grunt again.
“I don’t know how. I don’t even know what’s considered romantic anymore.”
Tony wishes there was a platonic way to say ‘you’re the most romantic gesture anyone could ever think of. You simply being yourself is what I love about you.’
“Buy her some nice flowers, show up to SHIELD and bring a little picnic with you. A lunch date is a great romantic gesture, and it’ll still work even if she doesn’t feel the same. It’s a win-win.”
He tries not to think too hard about Steve showing up with flowers, a small carefully woven picnic basket clenched tightly in his fist. He would smile that perfect smile, all white teeth and kindness. He’d nervously hold out the flowers, stutter out a ‘these are for you’ and Tony would take them gratefully-
“Tony? Are you alright?”
“Hmm? Yeah Cap, all good.” He smiles briefly and hopes Steve can’t tell he’s drowning. There’s a minute pause, with Steve looking at him, analyzing him. Whatever he’s looking for must not be present on Tony’s face, he bashfully looks at the ground, a small smile forming.
“So, you really think a picnic will work?”
“If I was Sharon, I’d say yes in a heartbeat.” and fucking hell that wasn’t what he wanted to say. He’s given too much away, put himself into Sharon’s shoes because god, he wants that more than anything. But it can’t happen. He’s tense now, all signs of humor gone.
“Well I’m glad to hear that. Thank you, Tony.” Tony feels himself relax a little, tension oozing from his shoulders. Steve didn’t seem to pick up on his slip-up. He’s not entirely sure if he’s grateful or not.
“No sweat, Capsicle. Now go get her.” He goes for the media smile this time, big and flashy. He hopes it’s hiding his broken fragments as well as it usually does. Steve smiles and gives a curt nod before turning around towards the door of the lab. Tony considers one last time blurting out those three words. They sit patiently on the tip of his tongue, waiting for the signal that will never come. Steve’s gone and so is his chance.
“Sir, if I may-”
“Not now, Jarvis.”
“Jarvis, please,” and his voice is cracking, the walls crumbling around him, “I don’t, just- blackout protocol, and mute until I release the blackout.” The AI goes silent, the windows of the lab dimming to darkness.
He stands in the middle of the lab, his heart broken, left with nothing but fantasies.
I know many people have pointed out the dilated pupil thing at this point but I really can’t get over it. I noticed it in earlier episodes but the close up we got in the finale really made it clear. Like, Kit… honey…
I found this thing from the store, I think it was originally meant for makeup or beads but as we all know - stuff can be many things.
This is a neat way to store little amounts of herbs near my altar so I don’t always have to run to the kitchen. It is also a neat way to hide some of my, well, a bit more interesting ingredients,,,