and I was like ok good (I'll believe it when I see it)


Strap in nerds because have i got a long post ahead for you

So me and @sassycsap​ (bless her soul. she’s like my first friend here) talked about the nyoom nyoom post with how Rich would totally cart Jake around in a wheel chair like madmen on a chariot race because Rich is a Fast Boy™ and somehow we accidentally gave birth to this beautiful thing called the *drum rooooolll*

BMC Incredibles AU

So here’s each of the Characters

  • Rich is Dash (super speed) u can’t argue with me. have u seen the nyoom nyoom post
  • Jake is violet (invisibility and force fields)
  • Michael is Frozone ya’ll (Ice powers)
  • Jeremy is Bob (Super strength)
  • Christine is Helen (Elastic Body) (because we’ve all universally accepted that she’s the Mom of the Gang)
  • Jenna is Jack-Jack (this guy has a lot of powers that I’m too lazy to type in)
  • Chloe is Edna (She makes the costumes!!!!)
  • Brooke is Mirage (That really pretty girl who’s a spy)(don’t worry, we we’re made her good)
  • Squip is Syndrome (Bad Guy™)

=(The HCs are under the Cut so I’ll spare u the mess)=

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I’ve only ever fallen in love twice: with big city and small town.
     I met big city at a bar (of course), and he offered to buy me a drink (of course), and then I didn’t see him for three whole months. That’s just how big city works. But when he called, I was young enough to think the nervous pit in my stomach meant something good. Big city was older than me, and richer than me, and had a white collar  job with a personal assistant. He liked to talk about important things like finances and politics and himself. But that was ok because big city was cool. He showed me all about the world, like smoking and fucking and staying out too late. Before I met him, I was small and shy. I had bangs. Big city liked that about me, he said. Liked that I was so much more than I seemed. And then, five weeks later, he told me he loved me, and I believed him.
     But big city was also fast and sharp and full of dark alleys where men in trench coats auctioned off black magic. Full of prettier people and power. I was only 19 at the time, just a kid, and big city took everything I had, chewed it up, and spat me back out on the concrete. He smiled with all of his teeth and told me we’d had a fun run. I went to therapy for weeks, and big city was engaged six months later to a woman with a loud mouth and no bangs.
     But I’ve fallen in love twice. 
     And small town came along just like big city, only many years later. He asked for my number at a bar and laughed too loud when I said no. I thought it was because he was cocky, but I found out later that he always laughs too loud when he's nervous. And God was he nervous. But I said no, and he laughed too loud, and then I didn’t see him for three whole months. Until his friend and my friend got engaged and we had to moonwalk down the isle at their wedding. He offered to buy me a drink, and I said yes, but only because it was an open bar. One drink, two drinks, three, four fivesixseveen. We talked about our families, and did the YMCA, and passed out in my hotel room.
     And small town held me when I cried and owned a little cafe that did well enough to pay the bills, and small town smiled. He let me tell him about the world. He liked holding hands and Harry Potter. Small town talked dirty and shut down the cafe some days so we could spend all afternoon naked in bed. And we held each other just as tight. Small town met my parents before saying I love you and when he said it, he really meant it. He smelled like warm bread and pine trees, and when small town talked, it was about important things like good books and insecurities and the future.
     And here’s the thing, being with him wasn’t anything like being with anyone else. It was like coming home after traveling the world. Knowing all the rooms by heart. Laying in your childhood bed and thinking, this is it, kiddo. You fucking did it. And maybe for you it’s big city or small town or someone else entirely. I think maybe we fall in love everyday, but sometimes it's different. Sometimes it’s everything. Just trust that it’s out there. Please, please. Just wait for your homecoming.
—  everything I know about love

chat-en-rose  asked:

Greenie, give me your rant about why nintendo never goes for the explicit zelink ending (explicit as them holding hands or kissing, not something nsfw)

Alrighty then. HERE I GO! THIS is going to be LONG. LOL

I believe it’s because Nintendo (and by Nintendo I mean Miyamoto and Aonuma, after all they kinda have the last say in the LoZ games LOL) are fully convinced that it’s us, the players, that join the dots, which is why they don’t feel the need to go all the way.

Not to mention, that they’re old conservative japanese men and like to keep romance… more like in the background/shadows (???) and focus more on the gameplay and stuff. I mean, after all, the games are not romance oriented specifically.

BUT! they have included moments between this two. 


We know something happened at the end of Link’s Adventure behind that curtain

And Zelda (at the end of oracle of ages) gave Link a kiss. A kiss that both of them quite enjoyed. 

*with hearts and all hahaha so cute!* 

With recent games, for example skyward sword, Aonuma expressed his doubts in regards of this scene:

At first he wasn’t so sure, but after some talks, he decided that it was ok to include it. I remember him saying something along the lines “are we really taking this lovey-dovey route for this game”?  and at the end, he was truly happy that they included this scene in the game (and I’m sure zelink fans around the world also felt the same way). 

We all know how this game ends. Zelda asking Link what he wants to do and he  just smiles at her. I think it’s obvious which was his answer hehe… After all, he fought with his life, in order to be with her again. My take is that Nintendo felt they’ve done enough for us to understand, that they went from best friends to lovers.

Also, in other games such a Spirit Tracks and Phantom Hourglass, their interactions are quite adorable. Personally, I LOVE Spirit Tracks. You can be with Zelda for almost 99% of the game…. and you really get to know her. You can also control her (and she’s a badass with that Phantom armor!) 

But, what I love the most is how innocent and pure their bond is. Once Zelda regains her body, she hugs Link and his reaction is so adorable ;A; 

He blushes hehe (he also blushed when he first met her btw). 

And once they defeated the baddies., they hold hands while watching Anjean go to heaven. In fact, the camera makes a close up of their hands:

A part of me, feels that Nintendo’s intention is to keep it fresh. Like, the implications that there’s something going on between them are there. They exist. Link and Zelda are not a crack pairing. Nintendo has provided enough canon material in the games for us, like I mentioned earlier, to join the dots

For example, in  Skyward Sword and if you explore Link’s room and check his desk you’ll notice that he sculpts wooden statures. He has one unfinished bird on his desk with a hammer and chisel and a couple statues on his furniture. And also, if you go to Zelda’s room you’ll notice that SHE’S the only character he has given his work to, because she has a statue of a loftwing in her room. There are no other characters in the game that have this statues. I even visited everyone is Skyloft to be sure. 

That’s Nintendo’s subtle way of telling us that there’s something special going on between them.

Do I want to see them kiss? HEL YEAH I DO!!!,  but I would lie if I said that I do not appreciate details  such as this one, that strengthen their relationship. 

t’s just like Zelda’s diary in breath of the wild. To be honest, at first I felt dissapointed that Link was so serious all the time. But after reading her diary and watching all the memories in order… I felt that I finally was able to understand his character a bit more, thanks to what she said about him. 

He isn’t a guy whose gonna blush over something. He’s pretty good at hidding his emotions because, people always had high expectations of him… So, the only way he found to keep people happy, was by keeping all his fears to himself. In fact, it’s pretty interesting  what the stupid guy whose wandering outside Gerudo town tells you (after you get the sand and snow boots from him).  He says that Link is a cold and calcuating person and he adds, that he’s also actually quite strong. I couldn’t agree more with that guy.

I mean, being LIKE THAT is pretty much what saved both him and Zelda from Calamity Ganon first attack. He didn’t let the sorrow of the death of his friend (Daruk, Mipha, Urbosa and Revali) get the best of him…. Or to watch Hyrule’s Kingdom get destroyed in a blink of an eye.

His main focus was to protect what’s important for him to the point of giving his life… And he did.  He died protecting her. 

And what truly touches my heart is that, he always believed in her. Even when they were running away from all those guardians, his top priority was to keep her safe. He never saw her just as a “weapon” to seal Ganon away (kinda like the King did)… He always saw her as what she was. Even Impa tells us that, Link became Zelda’s comfort during the times she wasn’t capable of using her power. 

So… In conclusion. Even if I’m dying to see a kiss between them… A wedding and for them to give me granchildren (LOL)… I’m happy with what we have of them. They’re not the typical ship and for me, that’s what makes them so special. 

Hopefully we’ll see them kiss again ;A; Nintendo plz understand

Altean! Lance with a twist (part 2)

Omg!!!! I was expecting so many notes of the first part, and now that post is almost to 1,000 notes!!!!!!!! So I gotta give you guys part 2 as a thank you! I hope you enjoy!

So when Lance and the team find Allura and Coran, it’s definitely a surprise to Lance, who didn’t even know that his people had a monarchy, or that his mother helped in destroying their home world and with it, the Alteans. He never really thought about how different his mother and he were from the Galra, he never thought about what might have happened to his people, or why he and his mothers were the only ones he ever saw. But he’s definitely thinking about all that stuff now, trying to figure out so much about it all.

They don’t really have time to talk much as they have to protect the planet they are on from Sendak, who thankfully doesn’t recognize Lance (at first >:)). So the team goes out and gets the other lions and defeating Sendak, pretty much following the plot of episode one. Lance thinks that it will be really easy to hide himself from the others.

That is, until they start training together as a team to try and figure out how to form voltron. It was hard for him to hold back when it came to the gladiator, since he has fought many of these since he was a child. And the fact that it’s only he first level makes it even harder. I mean come on, it’s he beginning level and the others are getting their butts whooped, Lance is trying to make it look like he’s just as bad as the others without actually lowering himself that much. He ends up taking a hit for Shiro and gets thrown across the room.

And when they tried to do the mind meld thing, Lance was just blocking everyone left and right. Not wanting anyone to even catch a glimpse of his real family, he thinks about the ones who adopted him, and his drive to protect them, but besides that, he didn’t let anyone into his head hole. He was really glad that Pidge was the one that stopped that training tactic, not wanting to make it obvious that he was holding back. But he’s sure he gets a couple of curious looks from Shiro and Hunk.

After that, he excludes himself from team bonding, especially when it came to the mind melding device. Whenever anyone would talk about their families, Lance would barely participate in it. He would hide away in his room whenever he wasn’t needed, and if he found himself alone in the same room as Allura or Coran, he would make some part of excuse to leave. It definitely raised red flags for everyone. They just couldn’t understand why Lance is holding back.

Then the attack on the castle of lions happens, and Lance saves Coran from the explosion, getting himself seriously hurt as well, so much so that he slips and reveals some of himself to Coran, before his instinctive reflexes makes him revert back to human. Coran didn’t see his full true form, but he knows for a fact that Lance is Altean, and from the looks of it a very battered one. So pretty much Coran and Hunk go to get the crystal, Allura and Keith go to the arusian village, and Pidge and Shiro stay back in the castle to keep an eye on Lance, who is stuck in a perpetual nightmare state where his mother and Zarkon found out about his treachery and hurt his human family as a way of punishment.

Of course Sendak find them and now that he can get a closer look, he can see that it’s Haggar’s son in disguise. He calls out about how he’s a traitor to the empire and how Haggar would be “so glad” to have him come back home. Shiro thinks that he’s talking to him, not to Lance, and adamantly fights to keep Sendak from breaching the castle. Sendak does take over the castle and is very cautious about both Shiro and Lance, as he has seen how Shiro fought in the arena, and Lance’s tactical and fighting skills are rumored about all through out the empire. He knows better than to leave those two unguarded, even if they are both unconscious.

But if course, the calvary arrives and beats Sendak and regains control of the castle. (Hurray!) they put Lance in a pod and wait for him to heal. This is when the others find out that lance is actually Altean, not human. Everyone are trying to figure out how that is possible, asking themselves how Lance got to Earth, and how he survived the destruction of Altea. Coran is not freaking out as much as the others, having guessed that Lance was hiding something about his true origins, but the fact that he’s a full blood Altean is still freaking amazing!

When Lance gets out of the pod, he is bombarded with questions from the team (mostly Pidge and Hunk); how did he survive the destruction of Altea? How did he survive for over 10,000 years? How he got to Earth? Why didn’t he tell them sooner? How old is he really? Why didn’t he tell Allura or Coran sooner?

It all just becomes to much to fast and Lance resorts to using old tactics that his mother taught him to avoid being interrogated. He just completely shuts down, falling to the floor and having a distant look in his eyes like he isn’t there to begin with. Shiro thankfully catches on to what’s happening and shoots down any more questions, and helps Lance come out of that state, telling him it’s a ok and that he doesn’t have to answer any questions if he doesn’t want to. Slowly, lance comes back to himself, really drained from the healing pod and the total lock down he put himself through, so everyone backs off with their questions and lets Lance get some food and some sleep. Hoping to get some answers later.

Later that day, Lance comes out of his room and walks into the lounge to find everyone else already there. He knows that he’s got some explaining to do, but how much do they know? He doesn’t answer all of their questions, either because it could reveal his real origins or because he just isn’t comfortable answering them. And the others, having learned from last time, take the answers they can get and don’t push when Lance refuses to answer one. Thy of course do try and get him to show his true form, but he is very against that idea, not wanting to freak them out (shiro especially, since Lance knows that his mother had some ax ice part in Shiro’s arm. He knows his mothers work anywhere) and because he just isn’t ready to face himself yet. He isn’t ready to face who he use to be and the pain he’s caused to so many species. He doesn’t want to see his mother’s face when he looks in the mirror. He just can’t.

(Skipping ahead, if you guys got any questions about it, just send me an ask)

So fast forward to when the team had to go and save Allura, by now, Lance is still pretty pensive about revealing himself, but he’s letting a few things slide, like his ears or his height, or his eyes (which aren’t like a Haggar’s). And the team go and start fighting Zarkon’s forces, and Lance isn’t holding back one bit, destroying battle ships and battalions left and right, kinda of scaring the others because “when did Lance get so good at this?! Wtf?!” But Zarkon recognizes the flying style. He knows who is flying the blue lion and destroying his troops. But he could care less, it’s not his problem anyways, it’s Haggar’s boy, she’ll handle it. Zarkon takes control of the Black Lion for a bit, long enough to eject Shiro out of her and left floating through space. Shiro does sneak in to try and find Allura.

Lance, not wanting to take any chances with either Shiro or Allura getting hurt by his mother, Lance rams his lIon’s head into the base, right where Allura is being held. He helps her escape and immediately starts to make his way to where he’s positive Shiro is, Allura following along to make sure all three of them get out ok.

they find Shiro in the middle of a fight against Haggar, and as soon as they run in, Lance jumps into the fight and gets Shiro away from her, back to where Allura is. Haggar sees Lance and immediately knows that it’s her son, and she immediately goes on about how he did so well, and how he is allowed to come back now that he has the Blue Lion, much to Allura’s and Shiro’s confusion. Lance of course refuses to hand over the lion, and Haggar takes a strike at Lance, who struggles to counter it with his own magic But for him to do that level of Druid magic, he has to reveal his true form.


But he isn’t focusing on that at the moment. He’s focusing on making sure his friends; his teammates are able to escape safely. But their more focused on the fact that Lance looks just like Haggar. She yells at him to stop being an insolent child and concede, and that she might just make his punishment less painful. But Lance refuses again, much more confident than before, telling her that he doesn’t take orders from her anymore, that he isn’t some puppet for her to command. He yells out how he doesn’t care that she’s his mother, that he will fight until the empire is gone!

Lance expects for her to be furious, to go berserk and fry them all to a crisp, to tell or scream about how he betrayed her and the empire. Instead she merely scoffs at him, looking at him as she always had; a look that Lance once though was her way of showing him that she loved him, or was proud of him. But he knows the real message behind it now, he kind of always had, but refused to believe it. It’s the look of disappointment. She says “it seems that you didn’t just get your father’s eyes. You got his cowardice and weakness as well.” And with that she strikes him, injuring Lance I much the same way as she did Shiro. But Lance was able to create a flash, making his and his teammates escape possible.

They all return to their lions and head back into the castle, but are unable to create a wormhole, Lance is trying hard to stay awake, but with the quintessential drain from using such high level Druid magic and the injury his mother gave him, he’s fading in and out of it.

one minute they’re in the castle trying to figure out why they can’t create a worm hole.

and the next thing Lance is sure of is him and his Lion being pulled out of the castle with the violence of a corrupted wormhole.

and then. Nothing.

ok that’s all I got right now, and if any of you guys have questions, feel free to send them my why and I’ll get to the as soon as I can!

anonymous asked:

i love your writing so much i don't think i trust anyone but you and i didn't want to ask and burden you but no one can do minhyun like you so pls-please, if u can could i request a fantasy imagine for minhyun i'll be fine with anything you write as long as you do thank u

here’s an elf!minhyun!! thanks for trusting me to write it ^^

  • you remember meeting minhyun for the first time at the market,,,,,people were selling fresh fruits, homemade jam, carved statues, and other hand crafted pretty trinkets
  • but the most people were gathered around minhyun,,,,,,who was selling the prettiest glass wind chimes you’d ever seen
  • it was the middle of summer, but pulled over his head was a cap - and even with his bangs in his face it was still obvious
  • when he looked up to smile at customers,,,,,,,that he was handsome
  • and not just ‘handsome’ but the kind of handsome you’d assume fairy tale princes were
  • with kind, dark eyes and a perfectly smooth complexion
  • all the people around him where only there to admire his face, people offered to buy his wind chimes - but only if he’d include his number or meet up for dates
  • minhyun,,,,would just smile and tell them he was flattered, but he lived far and so he couldn’t comply
  • you waited, till the crowd dwindled down to go look at the wind chimes
  • they were all pretty, obviously worked on meticulously, and one caught your eye immediately
  • the top was shaped like a butterfly and strings of pretty flower shaped glass beads hung down from it
  • “that one is my favorite too.”
  • you looked up, seeing minhyun standing across from you
  • up close you could make out the faint speckling of freckles over his nose and even though his eyes were a dark, beautiful brown
  • every now and then you could have sworn you could see a flicker of green under the sun
  • “how much?”
  • you asked, admiring the wind chime again. minhyun told you a price and you couldn’t believe it
  • “yo-you’re selling it for that cheap?”
  • with a wink, he went “there might be a discount, just for you.”
  • wrapping it up carefully, minhyun waved as you left the market. for a moment you wondered,,,it might have been your imagination but it had looked for a moment like minhyun’s fingers had been dusted with something,,,,,,shimmery,,,,,,
  • a couple of weeks later you’d found that your wind  chime would ring, even when there was no wind
  • like someone had brushed past it ,,,,,,, which was impossible it was at the top of your window
  • either way, you loved it. it looked so pretty, the glass reflecting the sun
  • and the chimes gave you such a calming feeling
  • one afternoon, you’d heard the chimes and looked out of the window to see if it was getting windy or rainy
  • to your surprise you noticed a fawn, staring at the chime in your backyard
  • quietly, to not scare it, you opened the backdoor and watched as the fawn stood there
  • taking a couple of steps toward it, you noticed that the fawn wasn’t even frightened
  • it just kept looking at the chime till slowly turning around and trotting into the woods
  • out of pure curiosity, you followed along across the moss path in the forest
  • you don’t know how long you followed the fawn for, but at some point you’d come across a clearing
  • in the middle of it, was a circle of white stones and a figure seated in the middle
  • the fawn, coming over to it, nuzzled into the person’s outstretched hand
  • you couldn’t help yourself but try to get closer,,,,,,,who was this person out in the middle of the forest?
  • until they turned around, eyes locking on yours and you saw him - minhyun
  • this time, the cap he’d been wearing was off and you could see his entire profile
  • the same pretty eyes, shy small smile,,,,,,,but his ears
  • pointed at the edge with flowers tucked neatly behind them
  • standing up, you could see a couple of woodland creatures surrounding him
  • frozen,,,,,,you try to think of something to say but all you can do is lift your hand up in a tiny wave
  • “minhyun!”
  • a voice calls out his name and minhyun looks over his shoulder, before rushing toward you
  • “quick, hide!”
  • you teeter backwards, minhyun’s arms coming around you to pull you behind a nearby tree
  • “it’s the other elves, i don’t want them to know you’re here.”
  • “elves??”
  • minhyun pulls you down, arm still holding you close as you hear other voices back from the center of the clearing
  • when it seems silent enough, minhyun lets his hold on you go,,,,,,
  • you can see a hint of red in his cheeks as he apologizes for grabbing you but you just ask again, “elves?”
  • minhyun turns and you see the ears up close, the speckled freckles, the tints of green in his eyes, his hands,,,,,,coated in silvery dust
  • you can’t believe it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • “human’s aren’t supposed to know, but the cat’s out of the bag”
  • he laughs slightly at his own joke and you point to his hand
  • “is that -”
  • “fairy dust.”
  • you look at it closely and minhyun grins 
  • “i put it on all the wind chimes i make, it’s supposed to bring good luck.”
  • you look up at him,,,,,,,minhyun’s eyelashes are so long and his voice has the same calming effect like the chimes that he makes
  • he looks back at you, tilting his head a bit
  • “is everything ok?”
  • “sometimes,,,,,,,,,the wind chime i bought,,,,,,,,,sounds on its own.”
  • minhyun gives a knowing nod
  • “it means elves are nearby.”
  • you go “oh” fascinated and minhyun gives an embarrassed little chuckle
  • “i do admit though, sometimes i walk by your home to see the wind chime. it’s one of my favorites, but also,,,,,,,,,”
  • you blink and wait, but minhyun suddenly seems shyer than ever
  • “,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,,,,,i quite like seeing you too,,,,,,,”

anonymous asked:

do you think that shiro might push keith aside if matt comes into the picture? ._. that's something that's been on my mind for a while now tbh... would shiro really cast keith aside and spend most of his time with matt? would keith feel like he's been a replacement this whole time? agchskks ok i'll stop there before i make myself depressed and cry lmao

To be honest the thought of this just?? Seems very strange and uncharacteristic to me?? For one thing, we know next to nothing about Matt. If I’m remembering correctly, he had all of maybe two lines so far. Now compare that to every time Shiro and Keith have interacted in the last three seasons. I realize a lot of fanon has kind of built up this idea that Matt and Shiro are inseparable, but they really don’t seem that close in canon. Yes, Pidge mentions that Shiro was “a legend” at their house, and in Tears of the Balmera she reflects on how much closer the Kerberos crew was than her own. But that being said, Matt obviously doesn’t have the same presence in Shiro’s life as Keith.

A good way to compare this is by looking at how Shiro reacts to Matt’s disappearance compared to how Keith handles losing Shiro. Shiro is never shown actually thinking about or grieving Matt. Anytime he mentions him, it’s always in relation to Pidge and her relationship with Matt. Shiro never brings up any attachment to Matt of his own, and he never expresses missing Matt. And again, Matt isn’t even something that comes up unless it’s about Pidge. And speaking of Pidge, you know she would’ve mentioned it by now if Shiro was some great influence on him, if he meant the world to him. Keith literally says Shiro changed his life, but nothing in canon has indicated that Shiro’s relationship with Matt was so revolutionary or groundbreaking. 

Meanwhile, once Shiro disappears, Keith is clearly the one who takes his loss the hardest. No one else needs to be consoled over the loss of Shiro. No one else needs to be told it’s time to move on. No one else has grief-stricken outbursts or fits of anger or tries to search for Shiro every chance they get and then literally beg for him not be replaced. Keith misses Shiro. Keith grieves Shiro. Keith longs for Shiro. Keith’s hallucination in BOM proves that Shiro is the person he most “desperately wants to see.” Shiro never reacts like this over Matt. 

And while Shiro does save Matt from the gladiator arena and does his best to protect him while he could, ultimately, he still makes the decision to let Matt go. When they’re on Sendak’s ship, Shiro says that they just have to make sacrifices and makes the hard call not to go back for Matt and Sam. It’s only when Pidge explains that they’re her family that Shiro eventually gives in. But again, he’s doing this for Pidge, not Matt. 

Of course, Shiro is a very private person. We see glimpses about how he feels, like when he mentions in the first episode that he lost his crew to aliens once and won’t let it happen again. But still, we do know he’s capable of lashing out and being emotionally volatile when his loved ones are threatened. We do see this side of Shiro when he intervenes to rescue Matt from his match, but after they go their separate ways, that’s that. Matt’s out of his hands and he goes about his duty as a paladin, carrying the weight of it silently. I think it also says a lot that Matt looks absolutely terrified in that moment, like he really thinks Shiro is going to seriously hurt him. That tells me he really doesn’t know Shiro that well. He doesn’t even get confused or ask Shiro what he’s doing, he’s just petrified with fear. I don’t think that’s how Keith would feel in his place. But again, Shiro’s response here is also nothing like how he reacts when Keith is in danger.

In BOM Shiro lets Keith fight out of respect for his decision. But as soon as he sees things are getting bad, he immediately tries to go rushing in. It’s kind of like the situation with Matt in a way, but also very different. Shiro ends up restrained again, but he manages to break free and runs to Keith’s side immediately, determined to fight off every single Blade in the base if it means walking out of there with Keith. He’s even willing to sacrifice the alliance for the sake of salvaging this last piece of Keith’s family that really does mean the world to him. 

This isn’t anything like how Shiro was willing to leave Matt behind because he’s a dedicated paladin and has to put the mission first. No. Instead, he throws the mission out the window and is dead-set on going after their only supporters in this war, and all this just because of how much he cares for Keith. Shiro might like Matt, but his duty will always come first. When it’s about Keith though, Shiro can afford to be selfish and indulgent. He can completely spit in the face of the mission if it means keeping Keith safe. 

And this can be taken with a grain of salt since I’m certain Kuron isn’t Shiro, but in season 3, he does think of Keith first when he’s dying. In essence, that says Keith is the most important person in his–or Shiro’s–life. In season 2 when he believes he’s dying, the real Shiro does in fact entrust his team to Keith. His last thought is of Keith and what he wants for his future, what he believes he’s capable of. And Keith in turn is always the one running in to save Shiro and reaffirm just how much he means. Keith is the one who tells him that he’ll be fine, that he’ll make it, that nothing’s going to happen to him. Keith gives him hope. 

Now, compare this to when Shiro rescues Matt. Yes, he saves Matt. But Matt is so completely shocked that he can’t even manage to say anything in response–which is more than understandable, considering his situation. Still, this is a one way exchange. Whereas Keith and Shiro have both defended one another time and again, are always the ones who pull each other out of danger and console one another in their darkest hours. There’s an unspoken intimacy between them that I don’t think you’d find anywhere else. Shiro definitely cares about Matt, but I think his relationship with Keith is just on another level. And I certainly don’t see Shiro just tossing Keith aside to make way for someone else.

Haz Drabble // 2:56 PM

Pairing: Reader x Haz

Featuring: Harrison Osterfield, Tom Holland

Warning: fluff

Request - 31 and 45 with Haz please xx

31 - “What are you doing in here?”

45 - “You stole my bra?”   “It’s not what you think.”

You hadn’t been feeling very well all week, and your boyfriend, Harrison, had decided to play nurse. You stayed out in the living room for most of the day because it had the only TV and you liked to see the sun, and the rest of England. He had been junking out the bedroom anyhow, you wouldn’t like the mess in there.

You were snuggled cozily up on the couch, your favourite tea in hand and the best Marvel movies on repeat. Harrison had disappeared into the bedroom almost an hour ago, usually you’d be able to hear him accidentally knocking something over, or he’d become bored of cleaning and come sit on the couch. But, Tom had come over earlier. And now the two boys were eerily silent.

It made your body hurt to get up, but concern washed over you. What if they were rough-housing and one of them had gotten hurt? Were they still even in the condo, you wondered.

Slowly, you got up from your comfy spot on the couch, placing your hot tea mug on the table in front of you. You crept along the hallway, coming to the door to the bedroom. There was no sound coming from inside. You opened the door, pushing it open to reveal the unruly mess of the bedroom. Boxes were scattered around and clothes littered the bed. The walk-in closet, which was where you kept all your belongings and clothes, was wide open.

Anger started to build-up inside you at the sight. You had specifically told Haz to not go in there. Since you were keeping his birthday present hidden under the clothes rack. He’d most likely found it. You stormed over to the open door, since you figured that’s where the boys were hiding.

Peering into the closet, you spotted the two. Both their backs were to you as you cleared your throat. Which was a stupid move on your part, since you were sick. It stung, but you didn’t show weakness. Harrison looked alarmed as he saw you, Tom only stared wide-eyed. They looked like deer’s caught in headlights.

What are you doing in here?” You asked the two, both of them shaking their heads.

“Nothing.” Harrison said hotly, his cheeks a new shade of pink. You glared at the two of them, completely aware that they were up to something. Nothing was out of array in the closet, but you knew they had been snooping.

“I told you my closet didn’t need to be cleaned.” You said Harrison, who nodded rolling his eyes back in exaggeration.

“Right! I had completely forgotten.” He said, eyeing Tom quickly before looking back at you. You were confused and a little angry.

“C’mon, Haz. That room won’t clean itself, then.” Tom spoke up, his hands stuffed deeply into his back pockets, his own ears were burning with heat. What had they been doing? You wondered.

“Okay!” Harrison said, clapping his hands together. Tom brushed past you out into the bedroom, giving you a small smile when doing so.

“Love,” Harrison drew your attention from Tom. “You should be laying down, resting.” He said, coming up to you slowly. His hands rested on top your shoulders, heat radiated through your thin shirt from his large hands.

“Sure,” you mumbled, your throat starting to sting from all the talking. Haz nodded softly at you, giving you a heart devouring smile. He leaned forward to kiss your forehead before guiding you back out to the living room.

“We’ll try to be quiet, OK? Get some sleep, babe.” He said, helping you back into your comfy spot on the couch. You only stared up at him and gave a slight nod of your head. He then disappeared back to the bedroom, your suspicious eyes following his back.

Something wasn’t adding up, and you knew it. Those two were always getting up to no good, and you were going to find out what it was. You were only hoping that Harrison hadn’t found his birthday present. It was the only reason you didn’t want him in your closet. Plus, he was cleaning the bedroom because he was always leaving it messy. Your closet was clean, because you liked it organized.

Thinking of different ways to spy on the two boys, your eyelids slipped closed. The energy that it took you to get off the couch was slowly draining. The sickness was really taking it’s toll. You eventually slipped into a soundless sleep.

The sound of something crashing jerked you awake. Your head spun as you lifted it too fast, but everything else seemed okay. Sleeping really helped give you more energy. It was still daylight out, since the sun was still shining down over England, and through the windows into the living room. Warming your blankets.

A laugh echoed from the bedroom, making you cast your focus to the hallway. Another burst of laughter made you curious as you staggered to your feet, gaining complete consciousness. Wadding down the hallway, you found that the bedroom door was closed, once again. Listening for any more sounds of laughter or something breaking, you opened the door, poking your head inside.

There was no body in the room, so you walked further in. Your closet door was shut now, leaving the only other place to be the balcony. The balcony doors were wide open, revealing the fresh air and hot wind from the summer breeze. Laughter echoed in through the open doors, you walked out to see the two boys again.

Only now, they were causing trouble.

“Is that my bra?” You asked in astonishment, making both the boys jump in surprise. “You stole my bra?”

It’s not what you think.” Harrison chuckled nervously, your hot pink bra was being held in his hands. Stretched, and inside was a filled, neon-orange water balloon.

Tom looked anxiously around, averting eye contact with you. In his hands were even more water balloons. You peered over the railing of the balcony, looking down at the innocent people below, getting nailed with water balloons for new reason at all.

“Are you twelve?” You asked the two incredulously. Staring bewildered at their faces as neither of them spoke.

“Well, no-” Harrison started, his hands falling from the railing in shame. Tom still looked uncertain. You could tell you were ruining their fun. You didn’t want to be that annoying girlfriend that always ruined the fun. Actually, you were more hurt with the fact that you weren’t invited to bomb people with neon water balloons.

“I can’t believe you didn’t ask me.” You said suddenly, staring up at your boyfriend. He looked confused for a moment before breaking out in a cheerful grin.

“Ma’lady.” Harrison spoke lightly, bowing down to you while holding out the make-shift sling-shot and water balloon. You took it from him happily, leaning over the railing, getting ready to ruin someone’s mood.

As you leant over the railing, Harrison came up behind you, holding onto your waist firmly. It sent warm tingles to shoot through your spine and along your body. He leaned in closer to you, his front pressing you against the railing, his face becoming level with yours. He then let go of your waist to bring his hands around you, clamping them over your won as you held up the bra.

“Ready?” He asked hotly into your ear. You could only nod, feeling perplexed by his closeness. His hands moved your own as he readied the sling-shot. Pulling it back and aiming downward, the balloon was sent flying diagonal across the street. Barely missing a pedestrian by a second. They turned around in shock, looking around for the culprit.

You, Tom and Harrison burst into a fit of laughter. Harrison had stepped back to let you step away from the railing, shielding anyone who noticed you three as the culprits. Though, they were sure to hear your laughter as it echoed throughout the busy street.

hopefully this is what you wanted! - Xx

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  • what she says: i'm fine.
  • what she means: ok so how did Brian Jones's death become so wrongfully depicted in the media? It's reported that he died under the influence of drink and drugs and became "just another sad rockstar that died drugged and drunk" but first of all the postmortem found little to no evidence of drugs in his system and his blood alcohol level represented the equivalent of just three and a half pints of beer, and people that knew him, Keith Richards included, noted that it was indeed very strange that he drowned in such a short period of time in his own swimming pool while broadly sober, because Brian was a very strong swimmer and very acrobatic in water. Anna Wohlin, his girlfriend of three months and a key witness, maintains that Brian had stopped taking drugs (except for sleeping pills, which he did NOT abuse) when they met in April of '69 and also maintains that Brian was NOT sad, devastated or felt any sort of betrayal against the Stones members for sacking him, he was actually quite relieved (also verified by Keith Richards) and that he and Anna actually had planned to go to the Hyde Park gig so Brian could publicly show he had no hard feelings about leaving the Rolling Stones. He had wanted to get out of the band for some time and wanted to get together a new band, Bill Wyman remembers that Brian was phoning people up about creating a new band before he died and that he called Bill being very excited about it. Anyway, back to what i was saying earlier. Also present that night was Frank Thorogood, a minder aggravated after being fired by Brian on the day of his death because he wasn't doing the building work on Brian's house properly. Brian had expressed guilt over having fired him to Anna and worried he had sounded too harsh on Frank so he invited him back for dinner that night (steak and kidney pie). They later took a midnight swim in which Frank ultimately were left alone with Brian after Anna went inside to take a phone call. And ok so Brian was no angel and used to tease Frank calling him "old man" and while in the swimming pool that night he had teased Frank a little and grabbed his ankles dragging him down. Anna says that she left them to answer a call (that turned out to be from a friend of hers in London) and that Brian was in good shape and spirit when she went inside, and that she believes she was inside for a maximum of 10-15 minutes. Also present was Frank's friend (and rumored lover) Janet Lawson that went inside to find Brian's asthma inhalator that he asked her to get. She looked around the house for it and eventually went to the kitchen where she was met by Frank, she described him shaking to the point he hardly being able to light his cigarette and she sensed something was wrong and rushed out to the pool where she saw Brian laying still at the bottom face down. She (unable to swim) started to shout at Frank to help her but he ignored her cries for help and Anna who was upstairs heard Janet scream "something has happened with Brian" and ran down the stairs where she saw Frank standing there "shaking like a leaf" trying to light his cigarette, she then continued running out, jumping in the pool retrieving him from the bottom and trying to get Brian up on the pool edge, which she wasn't strong enough to do, so she screamed at Frank to help her, in which she said in a (swedish) radio documentary in 2008; "I screamed at Frank to come help me, and then after a while he came dawdling, he didn't seem very interested to come and help me.". She and Janet tried to massage Brian's heart and do CPR and Anna didn't want to believe that he was dead so she just kept on trying but when the ambulance showed up he was declared dead. Anna has always maintained that she didn't think Frank killed him intentionally and that it was horseplay in the pool that went wrong. Terribly wrong. This is also supported by Thorogood’s alleged death bed confession to Tom Keylock, the Rolling Stones driver, in 1993. Tom Keylock repeated his friends confession on Crimewatch in 1994 and told Classic Rock magazine; "In 1993 I went to see Frank in hospital and he said: 'It was me that done Brian.' He was very tired. I said: 'I'll come back tomorrow, and [you can] tell me more.' But he died during the night. I never found out the specifics." AND THEN MY FRIENDS at the inquiry both Janet Lawson and Anna Wohlin (separately at different times and occasions) have claimed that the inquiries were under unfair conditions and Janet Lawson broke her 40 year silence and said in sworn testimony to investigative journalist Scott Jones (in which all information in this post from Janet is taken from), shortly before she died of cancer in 2008, about the inquiry; "A pack of lies, the policeman suggested most of what I said. It was a load of rubbish." The inquiries were held at 3-4 am., she was nervous, confused, and mentally and physically exhausted and were told that she were able to give another statement later on when she was in better shape, which was untrue and she never got to give another statement, so she eventually just said "yes" to the suggestions of the police. PC Albert Evans, who was the first officer on the scene, sensed something was wrong upon arriving and later said about Frank; "There was nothing at the time to connect Thorogood with any more. Just feelings." Evans was NOT asked to attend the inquest. A Sussex officer who can't be named but who knows the case very well made claims about how Anna's statement had been produced and said "Wohlin had been given sedatives by the doctor and had to be actually woken up during the interview. The WDC who wrote that statement was told what to write by Bob Marshall (the chief investigation officer). Bob Marshall was controlling it, the evidence that was written down. He was pushing the buttons." Anna herself has also said that she was under sedation and shock. THE WHOLE HANDLING OF THE CASE IS JUST SO STRANGE AND FLAWED.
  • And after the inquiries Anna was given 5 minutes by the Rolling Stones management to gather some stuff from her and Brian's home so they could send her home on a plane back to Sweden, as she said, "I was just a nuisance, I was just a problem. They had to think about the Stones upcoming U.S. tour and they didn't know what I was capable of." She managed to grab some of Brian's clothes and a couple of his hats and then had nothing else but that and the clothes she was wearing and was quickly smuggled out of the house. She has still kept his clothes after all these years, they hang in her closet. It's the only things she has left of Brian, when she a couple of weeks later went back to England and Cotchford Farm to retrieve her and Brian's possessions everything was cleared and gone. She also keeps a portrait of Brian on her windowsill. After returning home in '69 she also discovered that she was pregnant with Brian's child. But had a miscarriage. She has blamed herself for his death, "No.. I should have never gone inside to answer the phone. You know, when it was me swimming in the pool Brian would always make sure to go outside to check on me every 10 minutes to see that I was ok. I should have stayed. It's just a fact, if I had not gone inside, I would have been there and around him, and it would never have happened. I will always blame myself for it." She couldn't even attend Brian's funeral, something she deeply regrets today.
  • How Brian Jones's death has been portrayed in media is so flawed and wrong and it's been 46 years, HE DID NOT DIE UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF ALCOHOL AND DRUGS AND I DEMAND JUSTICE FOR BRIAN, HE DESERVES IT. (and if anyone would like me to translate the whole radio documentary with Anna Wohlin let me know)

I’ll never stop swimming to you
I’m swimming all day

part 5 of vivi being binu trash

  • Sanha and MJ screeching on speaker and demanding to know what happened 
    • Eunwoo: “nothing! I’m just rewriting it and wanted to hear your opinions!" 
    • MJ: "ok but who’s Bin" 
    • Sanha: "why are you writing this Bin a song" 
    • MJ: "why does it sound so bright in the beginning my heart is !!!!" 
    • Sanha: "your heart is always !!!! idk what ur saying" 
    • MJ screeching in response 
    • Cue scuffling sounds where Sanha’s trying to get to get away from MJ
    • Eunwoo laughing because he’s far away and he can turn the volume down but Sanha can’t 
    • Sanha: “ok but then it becomes sadder at the end Eunwoo what’s going on”
    • MJ: “if this Bin person hurt you I’m literally running over right now to fight him”
    • Eunwoo assuring them that firstly, no, Bin hasn’t hurt him it’s just that he hasn’t finished the song and secondly, the image of smol MJ standing up to bad boy Bin just makes him want to laugh
    • MJ screeching more in indignation 
    • Sanha: “ok but does this song have a happy ending?”
    • Eunwoo, pausing before sighing quietly that he really, really hopes so 
  • Jinjin tossing an apple up and down and Rocky trying to catch it with his feet and Hwiyoung dead asleep on the other end of the sofa 
    • Bin studying the sea glass pieces in the counter they just had delivered today 
    • Jinjin: "so when are you going to tell him?”
    • Bin, looking up: “tell who what?" 
    • Jinjin, batting away Rocky’s foot: "tell Eunwoo you’re in love with him" 
    • Bin: "FHSKHDJS I’m nOt" 
    • Rocko: “you’ve been in love with him for forever, Bin, don’t lie”
    • Jinjin: “don’t let him go the same way you’ve been letting him go the past few years”
    • Rocky, before accidentally wiggling his foot a bit too hard and falling off the sofa: "better tell him before he heads back" 
    • Bin watching Hwiyoung startle awake at Rocky’s yelp
    • Bin saying quietly: "what makes you think he’d accept me?”
    • Jinjin, looking at Bin in slightly disbelief: “have you seen the way he looks at you?????”
    • Rocky, scrambling up and brushing himself off: "he looks at you like he can’t quite believe you exist" 
    • Bin: "but-" 
    • Jinjin: "i know you’re scared he won’t like you back but" 
    • Rocko: "trust us, he really does" 
    • Jinjin: "unless you’re scared he might already have someone else in the city?" 
    • Rocko: "or that he’d meet someone else back there that he’d prefer?" 
    • Jinjin: “he’s as sickeningly in love with you as you are with him, you idiot”
    • Rocko: “and if you’ve been in love with him for forever, chances are that it’s like that the other way round too”
    • Hwiyoung, yawning and rubbing his eyes: "what are you both, a tag team???" 
    • Bin watching Rocky shove Hwiyoung and squeeze himself between Hwiyoung and Jinjin on the sofa 
    • Bin, in a small voice: "what makes you think he won’t forget me again when he gets back?" 
    • Hwiyoung, simply: "then give him something to remember”
  • Jinjin yelling at Rocky for splashing him and Bin cackling and Eunwoo doing that one laugh
    • you know that one laugh where his mouth stretches really wide
    • Eunwoo isn’t sure when he agreed to jump into the ocean but Rocky and Jinjin strolled onto the boardwalk topless and shucked off their slippers and jumped into the shallow waters 
    • And proceeded to holler at Eunwoo to join them
    • Bin running after them onto the boardwalk and yelling at them to stop bothering Eunwoo
    • Eunwoo laughing and shucking off his tank top before jumping in too because heck it, it’s been so long since he played in the water and it’s such a hot day he might as well
    • Bin standing there with the three of them hollering at Bin to jump in before deciding also to heck it because if Eunwoo’s in there there’s no point staying on the boardwalk anyway
    • Bin peeling off his shirt 
    • Me still being attacked by Astroad apparently Bin instigated the whole thing
    • Eunwoo regretting all the choices he’s ever made that led up to this instant because holy shit he really wasn’t ready 
    • Eunwoo trying to will down his blush while treading water 
    • Rocky and Jinjin seeing Eunwoo blushing and just cackling 
    • Bin swimming over to them and immediately Rocky and Jinjin swim farther out and leave Binu alone 
    • Bin: “do you remember the time you thought you were part merman?”
    • Eunwoo, huffing a laugh: “yeah, and I said I’d be part dolphin”
    • Smol baby Bin laughing and splashing Eunwoo and telling him he’d be part crab instead 
    • Baby Eunwoo pouting and splashing Bin back
    • And Bin, laughing: “yeah I still think you’re part-crab”
    • Eunwoo pouting 
    • And Bin just smiles and starts swimming out to Rockjin and yelling, “race you, crab-boy!!” over his shoulder
    • Eunwoo laughing and swimming after him before grabbing Bin from behind to keep him from moving forward
    • Bin turns around to shrug him off and suddenly, they’re close, so close 
    • And Bin can see water droplets on Eunwoo’s eyelashes and Eunwoo’s blinking up at him and smiling and saying something
    • Bin’s breath catching 
    • He doesn’t remember when it was his brain decided to give up being bitter at Eunwoo and revert all Eunwoo-related matters to Bin’s heart
    • But his heart is thumping and there’s nothing more he wants than just to lean over and press a kiss on Eunwoo’s cheek 
    • And so he does
    • And it’s like everything’s snapped into place - the sounds of the waves beating against the both of them, sunlight flashing off the waves in small diamonds, Eunwoo’s eyelashes as he blinks when Bin pulls away slightly, Eunwoo’s blush riding high on smiling cheeks 
  • Bin parking his motorbike outside Eunwoo’s house 
    • Bin doesn’t know what to do 
    • Because Bin’s never come looking for him before - it’s always Eunwoo sliding into the shop or them meeting on the boardwalk 
    • Bin scratching his head before Eunwoo’s brother pops his head out the window 
    • Eunwoo’s brother: “woAh hiya Bin nice ride”
    • Eunwoo’s brother: “looking for Eunwoo?" 
    • Bin: 
    • Eunwoo’s brother, gently knocking himself on the head: "yeah because who else would you look for lmao come in" 
    • And the moment Bin steps into the house he hears a gentle melody on the piano, something bright and tinkly and light-hearted 
    • And as he slides off his shoes and follows Eunwoo’s brother into the living room the melody stills, then fades into something melancholic, single separate notes aching and lonely and familiar 
    • And Bin stills too, because Eunwoo’s sitting at a small, brown piano, his fingers heavy on ivory keys  and crumpled staff sheets littering the top of the piano 
    • And the tune swells and bursts and Eunwoo’s brother and the whole room fades into the background 
    • And all Bin can see is Eunwoo 
      • Eunwoo, laughing in the moonlight and hand on Bin’s knee 
      • Eunwoo, leaning back on his hands and face tilted towards the sun 
      • Eunwoo, chasing a stray drop of ice cream with his tongue 
      • Eunwoo, arms wound around Bin’s waist and awed laugh echoing in his ear 
      • Eunwoo, who slipped into the shop less than three weeks ago and made Bin remember everything from when they were young and dumb and best friends and Eunwoo, who looked exactly like Bin imagined Eunwoo would grow up to look like
      • Eunwoo, who’s still the same boy who would sit by Bin and listen to Bin talk about the things he loved and who would get worried when Bin did something dangerous and whose fingers still fit right into the spaces between Bin's 
      • Dammit now I need another soulmate!AU watch me kill my heart over it
      • Eunwoo with fingers dancing along keys, framed with a lilting melody now soft and sweet and gentle and echoing in Bin’s heart 
    • And as Eunwoo’s song comes to an abrupt end and Eunwoo picks up his pencil to scribble notes on his paper, Bin coughs gently 
    • Eunwoo’s head shooting up 
    • Bin coughing a little more because in the process of coughing gently he accidentally swallowed the wrong way and is actually choking 
    • Eunwoo: ????? "Um" 
    • Bin, recovering his breath: "that sounded really good, what was it?”
    • Eunwoo, shuffling his papers before Bin can see the title: “nah I was just bumming around”
    • Bin, not really believing Eunwoo because there’s no way that melody was just a result of ‘bumming around’ unless Eunwoo’s secretly a musical genius
    • Although now when he thinks about it he wouldn’t be surprised if Eunwoo was indeed one
    • Bin, fishing a small bag of beads out of his back pocket: “came to deliver beads”
    • And suddenly Eunwoo’s brother comes out of the background because yay!!!! new beads!!! and Eunwoo is laughing
    • Eunwoo’s brother prodding around the four beads and picking out his own
    • Eunwoo’s brother, pouting: “wait how come Eunwoo’s has an extra carving on the back”
    • Bin flushing because wow called oUT
    • Eunwoo’s brother running off with the beads to their mum
    • Eunwoo peering at his new deep purple bead: “this isn’t the one my mum chose that day though?”
    • Bin, shaking his head: “I chose it”
    • And Eunwoo can’t help himself, he can’t help the silly dumb grin spreading across his face because for the first time he’ll be wearing something picked for him by Bin again
    • Bin tenderly watching Eunwoo smile, heart doing the flippity-flop-about-to-stop thing
    • Eunwoo, seeing the small “8” etched on the front of his sea glass and flipping the bead around 
    • Bin shaking his thin black cord out from under his shirt
    • And Eunwoo sees a moon etched on the back of his stone and a tide on the back of Bin’s
    • Bin, softly: “you can leave the seaside and go back to the city, but remember, I’ll always be pulled to you.”

me: i need 2 stop 

also me: but what about myungjin

A Hard Night’s Work

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

The wind howled at your window as you stared bleakly at the floor that was littered with empty take-out containers, old bowls of instant ramen, and dirty clothes. You sighed sadly and pulled your blanket tighter around you, cursing yourself for not buying the tape you needed to cover up the drafty windows. A single tear formed in your eye and you quickly pushed the palm of your hand into it, stopping it before it could fall. This was your life now.

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Story time: Dating everyone in P5 turned Joker into a sociopath

The first time I ended up dating more than one girl in a Persona game, it was an honest accident. I’d already imprinted on Chie in Persona 4, and had no idea comforting Yukiko during her social link would me into a two-timing douche. A quick save-state reload rectified this mistake, but it taught me an important lesson: in Persona games, monogamy is not the limit of your teenage life.

As Persona 5 rolled around, I grew fond of Makoto on my first playthrough. With her on my side I experienced the Phantom Thief thrill ride, maxing my social links while gently turning other girls down. It wasn’t until the NewGame+ that I wondered: wouldn’t it be interesting to try the multi-dating thing? That way I could fast-forward all romance scenarios and not watch them on Youtube later like a loser, duh. If this game was intentionally giving me the opportunity to be Tokyo’s biggest Don Juan, then by Mona, I’d do it!

Little did I know, though, that as I embarked on a quest to bag all the single ladies* the whole atmosphere of the game changed. What had been a more or less generic adventure about truth and justice took on some… rather disturbing undertones, ones that went beyond the actual dating scenarios. In fact, the game turned out to be such an interesting social experiment that I wanted to write about it, so here I am. So, this is a recap of how dating multiple people in Persona 5 turned my Joker into a sociopath.

* except for Makoto, because a) I already romanced her before and b)…. it didn’t feel right, her being my first and all. SO SUE ME I’M A LOSER AFTER ALL

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As usual: P l e a s e take note that I’m comparing their planet positions and while they do help a lot with understanding how these two work together, it’s not exactly a Synastry. I don’t have their birth times, so this is mostly speculation since I can’t place their planets in actual houses, knowing exatcly what they stand for, and therefore cannot do a proper Synastry. 


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sims!d*s/ladybug camping trip

so my sims 4 screenshots have been piling up forever, so i’m just gonna drop the camping trip even tho it’s way off from where i last posted

also because these have been sitting on my hard drive since last year:

…and i’d like to get rid of them lmao.

Things to know:

  • Vix and Kou are married, and they have 3 kids: Nolan [teen] and Shiori [child, named for kou’s sis] who came with, and Olivia [nearly young adult] who stayed home cos there wasn’t room on the lot for her lmao. 
  • Adrien and Marinette are dating. They do not know about each other’s identities.
  • Adrien and Kou are best friends, and Shiori has a little girl crush on Adrien. [it was stupidly cute, she would seek him out anytime the fams hung out together lol]
  • Vix and Nino are work buddies [via their musical careers].
  • Nino and Alya are still only close friends but there’s UST 8D

anyway, prepare for action and adventure, drama and danger, love and betrayal lol…and just. lots and lots and lots of pictures under the cut.

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Lancelot :v

After freeing a new planet, the paladins decides to stay to finally rest a bit and have little fun.

It turns out the locals knows how to trow a really good party and the paladins have the time of their lives, even Shiro and Allura. They all wake up with massive hangovers (the juice had a funny reaction to humans) and have a hard time remembering what happened the night before.

Lance, unlike his friends, didn’t woke up in the castle. But in a strange room besides a beautiful man with purple skin and white hair. The memories hit him like a truck when he sees the face of his mysterious companion and feels the blood rushing to his cheeks.

He panics for a bit, thinking he had just had sex with a Galra, but … The guy is just too pretty to be a Galra, right? And then he’s just like : “HOLY SHIT I SLEPT WITH THIS SUPER HOT GUY?!?!?!?”

And then the not-galra wakes up and gives him the most beautiful smile in the world and Lance just melts and they have sex again because why the hell not Lance is fucking living

Before he returns to the castle he chats with the guy (and maybe has sex with him for the second time that morning in the shower, Lance needs to enjoy this while it last, ok?)  and finds out his name is Lotor

“sorry i forgot, man”
“don’t worry, dear. We were too distracted ripping our clothes off to make a proper introduction, don’t you think?”
“oh.. y-yeah dude”

So, Lance goes back to the castle after that but he manage to keep in touch with Lotor somehow and they start dating in the way. It’s not supposed to be a secret, but since nobody ask they didn’t bother to make it public (except hunk who notice lance was happier)

Things goes smoothly for a while, and their relationship bloosoms into something beautiful. Lance comes clean and tells Lotor everything about Voltron, and Lotor does the same telling about him being the Galra Prince. Then the problems began. Of course Lotor couldn’t see his father as a bad man. He, as many others, thought the Emperor was someone good who’s only doing the best for his people.

They break things off and stop talking after that. Lotor misses Lance, but he can’t talk to him. He’s an enemy to the Galra empire.

Lance just tells Hunk things didn’t work out with Lotor. He becomes a mess and can’t help but think about Lotor all the time. He, sadly realises, he’s truly in love with him.

A few months later they meet in the worts places of all. In Zarkon’s battle ship with all the paladins in handcuffs, and of course, with Zarkon sitting on the throne talking about his victory over them.

Lance and the others are badly beat, and Lotor feels like the worst creature in the universe. He saw the truth about his father too late and now his beloved is about to die. Lotor mouths, “Sorry” to his paladin and Lance just smiles, and mouths “I love you” in return. The prince just can’t stand it anymore.

He orders his soldiers to attack and free the paladins. They don’t know what’s happening, but always loyal the their prince they do as they told. The paladins, confuse and hurt, decides to trust the prince and follow him to a safer location.

Zarkon is furious and tries to catch the paladins again, along with his own son and the people who dared betray him. They all escape with the lions thanks to Lotor’s soldiers.

When they arrive to the Castle-ship, Lotor catches Lances in a hard embrace telling how sorry he was for not believing him and promising to never let him go again. Lance laughs between the tears and kiss him happily, surprising everyone present.

this was supposed to be short, lol  ( also we need more good lancelot, ok???)

lolshit56  asked:

I have some friends in the military and I was wondering if u could do a military au? Please and thank you! Btw I love your au's so much

High School Teacher AU!

Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, but I really don’t know much about the military. I don’t want to do anything inaccurate or offensive, so please accept this, instead. Once again, I’m super sorry that I can’t do it and this took forever!


Originally posted by parkjiminer

Subject: Psychology

  • Once, when one of his classes was acting up, he literally brought a kid up to the front and hypnotized him into thinking he was an old man. When he brought the kid back, he glared at the class and said, “Now you know what I can do if you guys act up again.”
  • He acts like he isn’t talented in his field, but he’s secretly really arrogant about it
  • Substitutes often have to replace him because he does a lot of stuff for the government
  • Whenever someone asks why he chose to become a high school teacher instead of something that pays more, he smiles softly and answers with, “Because if it weren’t for my psychology teacher, I wouldn’t be where I am today. I want to hopefully inspire one of my own students to strive for greatness.”
  • He usually wears contacts, but every now and then if he had a bad night before, he’ll just trudge into the room with his square-frame classes and a cup of black coffee
  • A couple of students find it kinda hot
  • He can totally ROCK turtleneck sweaters
  • He has an Instagram account, and one student stumbled across it during lunch. He was really confused when he suddenly gained twenty new followers that day
  • He secretly loves coffee shop aesthetics but let’s be honest, he’s basically a walking coffee shop aesthetic
  • He once wore a beanie to school, and in the middle of second period, he suddenly screeched, “WAIT HATS ARE AGAINST DRESS CODE” and threw it across the room
  • Everyone jokes about how he’d be terrible at law
  • And by everyone, I mean only the teachers
  • “You know, I think you’re gonna change the world someday. That’s why I entered this field of work.”


Originally posted by jinesthetic

Subject: Culinary

  • He’s everyone’s favorite teacher because of how eccentric and nice he is
  • He’s normally very understanding if someone struggles with a certain dish, but if it gets stupid, he will take no crap
  • One time the school had to evacuate due to a fire, and a rumor spread that it was from someone catching fire to rice in the culinary room. No one’s sure if it’s true, but everyone’s terrified for the poor student who might have made such a tragic mistake
  • A lot of girls make jokes about his good looks, but mainly just to hide the fact that they have crushes on him
  • Once, while he was demonstrating how to cook a dish, someone called out, “Whoa, you can totally show that off on the cover of Vogue!” and he flipped his hair and replied with, “Oh, I know, I’m absolutely gorgeous.” The room then burst into laughter
  • On Twin Day, he went to school wearing matching turtleneck sweaters and beige jackets with Namjoon
  • He doesn’t need contacts or glasses, but he wore fake matching glasses with Namjoon
  • Namjoon always visits his room during lunch so that they can complain about their problem students and boast about their better students that may or may not include you
  • Once a month, the class will hold a monthly vote for what he’ll make. Then over the weekend, he’ll make the food of choice and give it to the class. He does this for all six periods, and it’s great
  • He used to be the head chef at a popular high-class restaurant, and he writes books and does interviews to make the extra money
  • They once did a documentary about the history of the restaurant, and he was featured in it. You can find it on Netflix
  • “Ah, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this part. How about you stop by after class, and we can work on it together?”


Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

Subject: World History

  • He just can’t seem to get over Commodus and the fall of Rome
  • “HOW CAN YOU BE SO STUPID?! WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST ACCEPT BEING THE HEIR TO THE THRONE?!” “Mr. please you’re screaming at a PowerPoint presentation”
  • He funds the basketball team, since Jungkook can’t
  • He used to play basketball when he was in high school, but the teacher who funded it quit, so he couldn’t continue. He doesn’t want someone to go through the same disappointment he did
  • He’s constantly wearing long sleeves, and someone spread a rumor that it’s because he cuts himself
  • That’s not the case, but it still spread pretty quickly and nearly got him fired
  • “Guys, I’m not emo. I went through that in high school, and it’s absolutely terrifying to me now.”
  • On Halloween, he actually did his hair so that it covered one eye and wore crappy eyeliner and told everyone he was an emo
  • He nearly got fired then, too
  • He ends up sleeping during class a lot of the time
  • He does NOT take any late homework. You don’t turn it in the day it’s due? Too bad, it’s a zero
  • He dressed up in a really sarcastic Christmas sweater the day before winter break that said ‘Deck the halls while I go nap’
  • The reindeer on it were reading magazines, and Santa had crossed arms
  • “I’d suggest for you to stop by after class, but I have to take my mandatory fifteen-minute nap then, and I don’t want you to miss the bus. See? I’m a considerate person.”


Originally posted by jhope-shi

Subject: Creative Writing

  • His head is up in the clouds the majority of the time
  • He is OBSESSED with symbology
  • He’s one of those teachers who go into the symbology of something, and you can just tell that that isn’t what the author meant
  • BUT
  • The thing is, he actually makes a good point most of the time, and the experience is truly eye-opening when you slowly realize it
  • He loves poetry, but is terrible at writing it
  • “I am a very dangerous animal. At the tip of a branch that shakes with existence, you bloom and fade without a name.” “Wait what does this have to you with you being an animal” “oH I DIDN’T THINK ABOUT THAT”
  • A lot of students find him boring, but if you truly understand literature and find it interesting, his class will seem really exciting
  • Everyone’s favorite time of the year is when they get slightly into mythology, and everyone’s put into groups. They then have to write a play about Greek and/or Roman mythological gods and goddesses and perform it
  • His favorite play so far was when Athena was arguing with the other gods about who was the most influential, and Minerva suddenly showed up and slapped everyone
  • He truly loves all works his students create, and believes that everyone has potential
  • “Wow, you really seem to understand the deep meaning of this piece. I’m impressed… I think you can even teach me a couple things.”


Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Subject: Math

  • “There are your AP Calculus students, and then there are your… *shudders* average algebra I students
  • He absolutely loves straight A students
  • He’s extremely left-brained, and has trouble grasping that being intelligent doesn’t necessarily mean flourishing in the common American school environment
  • He gets up very early in the morning, and often drinks coffee while teaching homeroom
  • A lot of students hate him because he’s fairly mean to those who procrastinate/don’t turn in their homework
  • However, he can be very sympathetic if you’re having trouble at home
  • He’ll even send you an email if things look suspicious
  • “Hi, this is Mr. Park. I have noticed that you didn’t turn in your homework for the past three days, and I didn’t want to discuss the topic with you immediately, since I know you get jumpy with your anxiety. If you need, just email me back, and I can go over the lesson with you.”
  • He has SO many signs hanging around the room about it being difficult to be a teacher
  • He is basically “sighs for three years straight” in human form
  • He’s better at formulas and sets of equations rather than graphing and geometry
  • He’s actually pretty bad at geometry, and another math teacher handles it in a different class
  • “If you can’t do your homework at home, you can always stop by my class before school to finish it. I know you’re a really smart student, and I don’t want anything to mess up your future because I know you have potential.”


Originally posted by hobibaehyung

Subject: P.E.

  • “It isn’t THAT cold out” *puts on a jacket*
  • He’s CONSTANTLY wearing Adidas merchandise
  • “Wear sandals to my class and you die”
  • He actually lets girls wear spaghetti straps in his class, but if someone comes to check on their class and he finds out beforehand, he’ll quickly run around and go, “QUICK GUYS HIDE THE SHOULDERS FROM SOCIETY”
  • He runs and funds the boys’ track, football, cross country, baseball, and soccer teams
  • Everyone’s always surprised by how young he looks, and even more surprised by how young he actually is
  • Dodgeball is his favorite sport, and if his students ask him to join, he will completely OBLITERATE everyone
  • He only makes everyone do one lap around the gym at the beginning of class, but he then makes everyone do, like, thirty pushups and it’s terrible
  • He actually knows how to breakdance, but there aren’t enough people to start a dance team
  • He has, like, twenty pairs of sneakers, half of which he got while still in college
  • “’To the window, to the wall’ does not apply to dodgeball, so please refrain from throwing the ball everywhere you can. Yes, I’m talking about you, Y/N.”


Originally posted by saikokpop

Subject: Biology

  • He tends to yell and debate a lot in his class, and honestly, everyone wonders how he wasn’t fired yet
  • He’s very strangely passionate about sex ed…???
  • “You know, when you have sex with your partner, you’re having sex with their parents, and their parents, anD THEIR PARENTS, AND THEIR PARENTS-“ “OK GEEZ WE GET IT MR. KIM”
  • A lot of people think he does drugs, when he doesn’t
  • He can actually be really funny a lot of the time
  • There’s a story that one time, he accidentally set the table on fire and he just stood there, staring at it in defeat
  • On Halloween, he dressed up as a knight and disguised a device with wheels and a tube coming out of it as a dragon. He then sat on it whenever going through the halls and pretended he was “returning to his home kingdom”
  • Everyone absolutely loved it
  • A lot of the female teachers have crushes on him
  • He isn’t always so eccentric. He just does it to keep his class entertained and engaged
  • He’s pretty cool and laidback in reality, and it’s really strange for students who drop by after class, because he’s too exhausted to keep up the act after school ends
  • “I have a little extra time on my schedule, so if you need, I can tutor you. I’ve never done it before, though, so I wouldn’t trust myself.”
Fic: Heaven Help Us

The next morning when Phil stumbles into the kitchen, there are three small hearts sitting on an oven tray in the fridge.

“I got them for him,” Dan says.

In which Dan starts acting increasingly strange, and Phil doesn’t know what to do.

So I wrote a fic inspired by the latest crafts video and now I’m going to hell. Contains psychological horror, mentions of animal harm, blood, gore, religious content and the destruction of religious property. Please tread carefully on this one. 

But if you’re feeling pretty ok with all of that you can find it on my blog or on ao3 here

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anonymous asked:

sometimes i think about what could have made me like sc*tt. like. s1&s2 sc*tt definitely had his faults- esp. wrt his treatment of derek- but i think he definitely could have developed as a person from there and had a rly interesting character arc? like real personal growth and shit. it gets harder after master plan. is there a way that episode could have gone down the way it did and still made him a likable character after that? is there any apology he could give that would suffice?

cont. - like im not sure of the answer, but id love to see someone manage it. i don’t know if ive ever come across a fic that manages to redeem him from that moment while still acknowledging it. most fics either dont forgive him for it or they just sort of ignore it. for me tho, i think the real breaking point for sc*tt is the true alpha storyline. after that i don’t think there was anything they could have done for him to make him an interesting or likeable character. that storyline ruined it.

I think one of the biggest places where people take issue with Scott –– and this doesn’t mean they hate him or he’s a horrible human being (although some people feel that way too, and are entitled to it), but where many people see Scott falling short as a character is in that the show seems to have decided that “main character” or “hero” should mean perfect, and that’s just… that’s not good for character development, for plot building, or honestly, for a character’s likability.

Characters need to grow to be engaging. And people grow by making mistakes, learning from them, and moving forward. Scott’s mistakes, his flaws as a human being (and yes, he has flaws, everyone does, that’s not character assassination, that’s just fact) are really never addressed. He isn’t made to apologize for the things he does wrong (and why should he, honestly, since no one around him recognizes his problematic behaviors and calls him out on them) or face any apparent payment for them. This compared to the rest of the characters in the series, who are called out on their mistakes –– either by other characters or by consequences in canon. I always use Derek as a comparison, because there are a lot of straightforward parallels, such as the key moments with Isaac. Derek throws a glass at Isaac to get him to leave the loft. We know that’s an absolutely shitty thing to do, it reads immediately on both Isaac and Derek’s faces, and as consequence Derek loses Isaac as a pack member. That’s some hardcore, immediate reaction showing people in the scene and in the audience that This Was Not An Ok Thing To Do. The fact that Derek knew it wasn’t ok as he was doing it, and that he did it on purpose to get Isaac to leave for his own safety, does not make the behavior alright, and Derek acknowledges and pays for that behavior in the permanent loss of Isaac as a housemate and pack member.

When Scott, a short time later, throws Isaac into a wall in a moment of jealousy, it should, on the surface, seem to strike a fairly close parallel. We have Isaac’s Alpha, someone in a position of power over him, physically lashing out at him in some way. But in this instance, neither Scott nor Isaac react much to it, Isaac continues to go on living in Scott’s house and remaining a member of his pack, and there is just… no real follow up to that moment. And while I understand how that can lead some viewers to dismiss the moments as not being parallel (Isaac wasn’t upset there, so clearly Scott’s behavior is acceptable), what I and many viewers are instead left with is the message that Derek lashing out is unexpected and unacceptable, Scott lashing out is expected and acceptable, and that makes him… more heroic?

In season five I believe there finally was a moment between Stiles and Scott where Scott seemed to be being called out on his behavior, but even that came off as very “I’m flawed and you can’t understand that because you’re perfect,” which is… it’s how Scott sees himself, and it’s how the writers seem to see him, but A) that fails to acknowledge the ways in which he is flawed –– meaning that he can’t learn from and improve upon those flaws –– and B) makes for an incredibly un-engaging character. How can we identify with perfection? How can we root for perfection? And how can we fully get on board with someone we are told is perfect, when we can look at them and point out a dozen instances where they weren’t?

This is my major issue with Scott’s character. That we are told he is perfect when we see he isn’t, that he has a double standard of being excused from all of his bad behaviors when the characters around him aren’t, and I do think this connects very much to the True Alpha problem (I got another ask about my thoughts on that so I’ll answer that in more detail separately), because it’s just another level of saying “Scott is a better man, werewolf, and person in general than everyone else.”

Ok, now after all of that, how do I think Scott could have been improved and made more likable for many critical viewers? To be honest, for me it would have been really simple. Include moments where he apologizes for things. That’s… really, honestly, all I would have needed. Because like I said, I’m not looking for perfect characters. Scott acknowledging that he screwed up now and again would make me ecstatic because it would mean that he’s learning and growing and is trying to become better, and that makes for an amazing character arc in any show. If Scott had done the exact same thing in “Master Plan,” except when Derek asked why Scott didn’t tell him Scott had said “I’m sorry… I was afraid if I told anyone then Gerard would find out my plan. And I couldn’t risk that, my mom was in danger” then bam. I would have had a complete turnaround on my attitude toward him in that moment. He would have been humanized, we would have seen that he was in a tough situation, and he would have become more sympathetic by sympathizing with the shitty thing he’d done to Derek. Honestly, that simple.

anonymous asked:

Ahhh if you ever do feel like drawing BakuSero I would just about die because I love that rare pair soooooo much and there is next to nothing for it

Holy shit I thought I was literally shipping that ship by myself, but here you are, amazing !!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway don’t worry I’ll definitely draw something for it sooner or later anon, I love it way too much to never give in haha

Anon said: my day started out terrible but your sero and kaminari saved the day (like most of your drawings do) ty ily

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m super glad to hear that!!!!!!! I hope the rest of your day will be as amazing as it can be, anon!!!

Anon said: A) why isn’t it franswers? B) Kaminari has a habit of just watching (unbreakable) things just fall if he fails to catch it or it slips out of his hands. like he doesn’t move to get it, he just watches it fall with a blank face

A) that’s a great question that would deserve an equally great answer which sadly I don’t have??? like, why isn’t it franswers??? it should definitely be franswers t b h - B) yes and also I feel Kaminari a lot. Like, mood and also same. As usual hahaha

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"I'll protect you too" Derek Hale

Derek gets me and my car home safely, but late. My mom will probably ask questions, damnit. I’m not as good as I thought at hiding how drunk I am. A burst of joy pops inside of me when I see that her car is not in the driveway. She must have taken another late shift!

“Yay! Now my mother won’t see how drunk I am!” I squeal in delight nearly falling out of my side of the car. He speeds around and helps me to my feet, before I hit the concrete, and into the house.

“Here, sit down. Your going to wish you had in the morning.” He mumbles the last part to himself as he helps sit me down on my bed.

“Nope!” I pop the ‘p’ and cross my arms over my chest. “I don’t even get hungover! One of my many talents.” I poke my finger at his cheek before sitting down on the bed. It’s actually true, I’m not making that part up. I’ve never really had a major hangover before. Maybe a slight headache the day after, but that’s about it. Now that I think about it, that can’t be the healthiest thing.

He helps take off my shoes and jacket and puts them away neatly in my closet before sitting next to me. “Everybody gets hungover, Y/N.” He chuckles at me. “Ok, fine!” I flail my arms up in the air. “Just see for yourself!” He chuckles and nods.

He stays with me to make sure I’m safe until I fall asleep, but I just can’t seem to. I lay in bed and stare up at the ceiling feeling the alcohol fade away. He lays next to me, shoulder to shoulder, and I feel his warm hand dangerously close to mine. I slowly move my hand to his, intertwining our fingers. His warm hands feel amazing against mine.

“You’re cold.” He says. I smile, “I’m always cold compared to you.” I turn my body into his and cradle myself to his side. “Not always.” He hugs me to himself and smiles against my forehead.

“You’re already going back to normal.” I nod and look up to his eyes. “Told you.” I smirk. He smirks back but tries to hide it. “Yes you did.” He kisses my forehead, in between my eyes, my closed eyelids, nose, above my upper lip and my lips.

“I’m just glad you found a way to occupy your time while I was gone. Even if it was drinking until you couldn’t stand anymore.”

“Well I had to do something. Just waiting for you to come home was torture.” I bring my lips to his. “Like you wouldn’t believe.” He mumbles.

Another few hours pass by and I almost fall asleep to the feel of Derek’s fingers trailing through my hair, across my face, down my arms, and encircling around my waist.

“I can tell you’re not sleeping yet.” He whispers. I peep my eyes open at him.

“How?” He shrugs, “Just can.” I snuggle into his comfortable chest and curl my hands beneath my chin.

“It’s hard to sleep with your hands on my body.” He removes himself from me. “Oh, I’m sorry.” He honestly replies.

“No,” I place his hands back around me. “I didn’t mean for you to stop.” He then chuckles. After a few moments of silence he speaks up again.

“I hope this never changes.” I look up into his soft eyes and give him an inquiring look. “I mean… This. If every single day were like this I would be happy forever.” I feel a hot blush pass over my cheeks. “I would be too.” He presses his lips to my forehead.

I honestly never thought my life would be like this. I thought, maybe, I would someday find somebody I could stand and we would get married, be mediocrely happy, maybe have some kids and that would be it. But this… This is a love that’s so deep and so intense the ocean is jealous. When I think about it I can’t control how fast my heart starts to beat or how my insides just want to scream with butterflies. I love him so much I can’t stand it.

“You’ve seen Braeden’s scar, right?” He randomly asks. I nod, remembering the scar that takes up most of her throat. It looked like she had been malled by a monster. She’s been gone from town for a while, she left to pursue some other creature. “Yeah.” I reply.

“Well, another wolf did that.” He sees the furrow of my brows and un-shocked expression.

“I know, you already know that. I don’t know why I can’t forget about it, I just… Can’t imagine that happening. To anyone.” I watch his eyes as he thinks hard to himself. “They probably meant it too. But it could easily happen on accident. You just have to… Get mad. For a split second, lose it. And for that split second,” his eyes wander reflecting his deep thoughts. “someone just has to be standing too close. Sure, it healed and she’s fine now. But that scar will be there forever. Constantly a reminder to her of that pain.” I see the pain in his eyes as he talks.

“What if I got mad at you? Or around you? If I did that to you,” he trails off squeezing his eyes shut at the thought. “I don’t think I’d ever forgive myself.” I grab his hands in mine and hold them firmly.

“That won’t happen. I won’t give you a reason to get mad at me.” He opens his mouth to speak again. “And I’d never allow you to get that mad around me, or anyone else. I’ll be there, I promise.” This doesn’t seem to change his mind.

“Hey,” I whisper softly. I bring my hand up and lay it against his cheek, scratching my fingertips in his hair. “You won’t ever loose control over yourself.” I think for another moment of what I want to say.

“You’re always protecting someone else. The people of Beacon Hills, the pack, me… I want you to feel like you can lean on me for a change. I want to be the one to protect you.” I tell him honestly. He looks back at me with a sparkle in his eyes, something I haven’t seen before. Like I’m an apparition in front of him. Like a love and desire so deep it takes over him.

He shakes his head. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for you.” His hands come up to cradle my face. Our noses brush against each other from our close proximity, his stare never leaving mine. We look at each other like we’re about to kiss. His thumb swipes gently across my bottom lip, he leans in; he leans in so close I can feel his warmth radiating onto me. His eyes close as do mine and he ever so slightly kisses me, before he pulls back and wraps his arm around my waist. “I love you.” It comes out in a quiet whisper. I pull him into me once again crashing my lips to his for a kiss that lasts much longer and deeper, his body becoming my safe place.

anonymous asked:

ok ok hun, sweetie, you... you have to continue that prompt! please!!! you know the one with the new character in Sonic Forces and is evil and Amy Rose and Sonic coming for her BUT SHE IS NOT THERE HE TOOK HER WAY omg I need more of that!!! PLEASE I'LL GIVE YOU ANYTHING </3

No blood sacrifices are necessary. (My friends and I were reeled over laughing at some of your comments, thank you so much for the good laughs! How could I refuse after so many pleas? lol)


Far, far from the battle’s raging fires, in a darkened desert tower, Syncro swished a hand out and rotated his wrist, having Orbot and Cubot remateralize back into their former selves, holding their heads as they spun back to normal from previously being worn as armor.

“You two.” He held Amy over his shoulder, limp still from the knock-out gas he kept feeding her. “I’ve reprogrammed you to obey me from now on… I have a message I need you to deliver to Sonic and his little friends too.”

The robots looked confused, turning to each other before being forced through programming to obey.

“What’s the message… m-master Syncro.” they slowly bowed, not really wanting too.

He smirked, and looked up a moment. “Master? I quite like that. Very well. As your master, tell the king that I’ve duped the lord of this land, and the jester has procured the queen. If he wants her back… he better hurry with all his knights and all his men.” he leaned down with such humor and evil charm, before flicking out his hand to shoo them. “Now be off. And be quick about it.”

His tone suddenly shifted as he walked into the center of the circular top of the tower, and slowly, gently even, placed Amy down there, letting his fingers linger as he traced his hands in the movement of withdrawing them back to his side.

Orbot and Cubot worried about her, but had no choice but to leave.

They solemnly looked back, wanting to somehow help Sonic in getting her back too, before they hovered off as fast as their motors could propel them to do so.

Syncro watched them leave, and smiled, before looking back to Amy,…

He leaned down by her side, lifting a hand up as he laid directly on the right of her, her face still facing away. He used his hand to hold up his head as he also lifted a leg to be comfortable and to have some balance, as he lightly started playing with her three bangs.

“Do you know what they say about Roses..?”

His voice seemed almost friendly for a second there…

He raised an eyebrow, realizing she wasn’t awake in the least bit, and smiled again as he longingly stroked up on the bangs.

“They say a rose doesn’t let out it’s strongest fragrance… until crushed.”

He gripped her bangs and crunched them under his hands, grinning and narrowing his eyes as they bent to his will, before letting them go and seeing them try to bend back into what they once were. Crinkled and fidgeting, he helped stroke them back into position, before his fingers flinched and he moved up a little.

“Oh! That’s right.” he laughed, getting up. “Not a hair on your head… right?”

She started to squirm, and suddenly his eyes widened quickly and he looked excited, bending back down to lightly take in her scent, closing his eyes, knowing she probably would put up a fight if he tried to get this close again.

He rushed to get up then, and walked a little aways, slyly looking as though he was facing her from the front the whole time.

His fingers danced on his folded arm, the same that had crushed her bangs, as if he longed to keep toying with her.

Asleep… or awake… it didn’t matter to him.

Amy slowly came too and looked around.

“W..Where…” she noticed him and her eyes shot open, getting up and summoning her hammer, getting ready to defend if needs be. “Where am I?! What’s going on!? Wheres Sonic?!”

On the last line, she bit down and gritted her teeth, glaring towards him.

He laughed, holding his anxious hand up to the side of him, being casual and charming. “Who?” He smirked, and turned with an obvious fake ignorance to her questions. “My queen, I believe you’re asking all the wrong questions.” he started to fully face her as she stepped back a few times, and looked around, seeing the windows in front of her sprawled the ring of the circle where he stood.

“…What do you want with me?” She slowly turned her gaze back up to him.

He gave her a sinister look, before flirtatiously addressing her.

“Now, my pet, that’s the right question…”

He started to circle her as she never removed her eyes from his, watching carefully as she positioned her hammer directly in front of her.

“I don’t understand.” Her glare turned deeper, and she was highly focused on each movement or step he took.

“Haha!” he mocked her, continuing his slow pace of circling her,… but what she didn’t notice,… was that with each round he made, he would subtlety step closer to her, making the distance shorter and shorter… like a spiral affect.

“You’re so cute when you’re suspicious.”

“Tell me! Am I to be used to lure Sonic?!”

“The king will definitely be involved for a time, yes.”

“involved? Isn’t that the full reason I’m here?”

He smirked and lowered his head, gently moving his foot closer to her without her noticing, and closing his eyes to make sure she wasn’t aware of the subtleness of his advances.

She gripped her hammer tighter, and he lightly opened his eyes to turn to her, stopping for a change.

“…What are you looking at.” she scrunched up her face, not liking the vibe she was getting from him.

“Oh… nothing.” he tilted his head, looking fondly to her. “Only the imaginings of things you couldn’t possibly be supposing right now.” he smiled, picturing her screaming under his grasp and crying for her hero, but that will have to wait.

He spun suddenly into a tight ball and she gasped, stepping away as he came towards her.

When she tried to swung him away, his ball suddenly spun so fast that it hovered, and her hammer started bending.

“Ah! Metal!” she realized her hammer was still susceptible to his powers, as it started to crunch up in her hands, before his ball form hovered in a spiral around it, and moved passed her shoulder to uncurl and grab her.

“Ah!” she dropped her now ruined signature weapon and gripped his hands, as he put her into a tight lock.

“Strange. You were far more clever the first time we met. The first time… I fell in love~” he moved his head to her quills, moving them to get his nose further within.

“Ack!!” Amy’s eyes widened at the intrusion of her personal space, and stepped hard on his foot.

His eyes went small and wide like a cartoon before releasing her and stepping back, “Y’ouch! Why you little-!” he smirked in his pain, his eyebrow twitching as his fist shook.

He slightly began to bend metal around her feet, but shook his head. “No, no, no… wait for Sonic. Wait till the king sees…” he put his other hand over the one bending, and slowly lowered it down as if calming himself.

The metal shimmered down into it’s normal look, as Amy breathed hard, and summoned a new hammer.

“You’re going to fight till your last breath… aren’t you?” he seemed to like that idea, even seeming quite turned on by it.

“Shut up.” Amy was done playing nice. She didn’t know completely why, but she knew this was dangerous, and guessed that he was probably toying with her, but couldn’t fathom all he was devising…

She charged him, but he remained still, waiting…

When she tried to swing he squinted his eyes and twiddled fingers on his hand to twist the hammer so it was like a corkscrew, unable to reach him.

“Ah!” Amy’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped, she jumped back and looked it over, growing even more angry.

“Cute.” he mocked, tilting his head. “I didn’t even have to lift a pinkie on that one…”

“You were going easy on me last time… weren’t you?!”

“I wanted to see what you could do. When you used your bare fists I was helpless?” he shrugged, as if trying to fake giving her some credit. “Come on, darling, don’t stop here. I’m enjoying seeing how your little brain works..” his voice was like poison and his tongue speaking like a hissing snake.

He leaned down and spread out his arms, as if inviting her to take another shot.

She looked over the situation, and summoned a new hammer.

“The definition of insanity is starting to pop up in my mind.” he looked disappointed, but smiled again at how sincere her actions of trying to fight and escape were. “Doing the same thing over and over again with the same results… and expecting something better!” he swung his arm and the hammer bent completely.

She threw it and summoned another, as the other hammers would vaporize into nothing as she renewed it’s former look.

“Come on then…” he wondered what she was planning, and stood straighter, leaning his head up. “Surprise me~”

“You shouldn’t be so excited.” Amy charged him, being much more strategical in how she zig-zagged.

“Haha! Pathetic!” he swung his arm again, but this time in. As the hammer bent she threw it to the side, and directly ran into him.

“Wh-OFFPH!” he was slammed down to the ground, as she grabbed his hands and threw them down on his chest, leaning forward.

“Whose popping the bubble now?” she was referring to personal space, as he looked up and was so shocked that he just stared at her a moment.

He started laughing, completely taken aback by her odd stratagem. 

“You seem to be used to this maneuvering.” he teased, looking back up at her from leaning his head back to laugh.

She turned her face to the side, not sure if he knew about her and Sonic…

She punched his face to try and knock him out a moment, or at least disorient him, before charging to the exit.

He laughed, holding a hand over his eye and then bending the door so it was a metallic wall.

She ran to another, he bended that one too and returned the original door back to it’s former self.

“You… are going to be a fun Eve.” he continued to laugh, and cough in a bit of pain, before she looked back at him, terrified.

“…What did you call me..?”

With a hand still over his eye, he stuck out his tongue.

“Welcome to the Garden.”

She turned to look out the window at the horrible and ugly world around her.

“Or should I say… the new world.”

(Should I continue to what he plans to do with Sonic being around? XP I’ll just continue here haha)

Suddenly, the screens flickered over in a row on the arched windows of the circular tower, as the scanners on Orbot showed them speaking to Sonic, as Silver confirmed that the man they were talking about was the one who would end the world.

Sonic agrees to follow Cubot and Orbot… alone.

Silver fights, but Sonic waves him off, stating it’s his responsibility to get his own teammate back.

Tails is worried, but Sonic calms him down and gives him reassurances that he’ll wear the communicator if he needs backup. After all, it’s not all about him, it’s about getting Amy back.

“He’s…” Amy stepped towards the screens.

Sonic’s face turned confidently, with a diligent and certain, neutral looking smile as he nodded to Orbot, but it looked like he was nodding to Amy on the screens.

She was tearing up, holding her hands in front of her and on her chest, frowning to try and remain brave.

She was trapped, and worst of all, she was being threatened above anything that ever was presented to her before.

She couldn’t imagine what Syncro may be implying, but she certain didn’t want to stay and find out.

Syncro looked ot the screen, then to her expression. “…Such a faithful,… loyal queen.” he almost said that with remorse, as if he may be second guessing his original plan.

With malicious, he turned back to the screen. Was it jealousy? Was it envy?

“They were faster than I thought…” he seemed to growl out, about to shut the program off as he moved his hand up, recognizing Silver as the one who tried to stop him through the wormhole. He paused, “The white hero?”

Suddenly, there was a crashing sound, as he ducked and covered himself to try and dodge the shards of glass.

“WHAT!?” His eyes shook in astonishment.

He raced to the broken window to see Amy falling through the sky, heading quickly to the ground below.

Tears fell along side her, as she had cuts from the gutsy play.

He stood up on the railing of the window, holding a hand up to the broken glass to lean on, and looked down.

“…She would trust him enough to catch her.. wouldn’t she?”

He thought her efforts futile, but something pained him as he watched her falling to her death.

“..Not like this.” he jumped.

As Amy fell, she saw snake like wires falling around her only to wrap and catch her before her impending doom.

Acrobatically moving down to her, swinging and jumping from wire to wire, Syncro formed a sturdy platform out of the wires molding together, and walked over to Amy.

She was like a fly trapped in a spider’s web, as she struggled to break herself out, her arms being forced down to her sides, and her mouth slowly having a wire going over and around it.

“You won’t get away with this!!!” she cried out, before the wire completely shut her up, shocking her if she tried to bite down on it. “Emm.. EMM!!” she felt the sparks and just breathed hard as he rose a hand to her cheek, using the back of his fingers to touch her.

She tried to shake her head away but couldn’t, and just ducked her head before the vines wrapped around her neck and forced it up.

“…Why does a hasty king like him own such a … exquisite flower?” he continued to trace her face, flying off it from her eyelash, and then lightly chuckled, looking much more gentler to her now.

“Hmm…. I’ll enjoy plucking each petal off in front of him. Once the Queen is ruined, I’ll be able to do the impossible.” he started to move away, grabbing a wire and twisting his hand around it to be sturdy as it pulled him up.

Amy was also moved up as the platform rapidly untangled itself like a nest of snakes parting from a bundle.

She glared up at him, still struggling, not sure what he was getting at.

He spun up in glee, laughing louder and louder, “Come fate! Come dark devils with your charms and delights! I bid an offering of a pure soul! Two star-crossed royalties intertwined by your unparalleled designs! However, spare the girl and let her be mine, and this world will be in our grasps! Refuse, and I shall obliterate the stars one by one!!! HAHAHAHA!!!”

Amy arched her eyes back, realizing he was completely disillusioned and insane. There was no light within him…

What could she do?

Sonic blasted through the different levels of the tower, before making it up to the circle, only to see… nothing.

He cautiously walked into the room, looking around and scanning for any potential-


He looked up, seeing the ceiling suddenly spiral into bigger and smaller circles, forming more platforms as Sonic saw one circle break off to form a sliding staircase.

He glared, and raced up the different circles.

At the top, he saw Amy being held against her will by wires, and Syncro, gently caressing her as she struggled against her bands.

“Hello… Kingy.” he turned from mouth directly skimming Amy’s cheek, and then looked wickedly to Sonic, who was shocked by the scene, before glaring back with more conviction.

“Let her go!” Sonic swiped his hand out in front of him.

Syncro stepped forward. “No.” he swiped his hand in front of Amy, moving around her and then back behind her, as if mocking Sonic’s herotic action.

Sonic bent his head down. “Last warning.”

“You both are so funny…” he rolled his eyes, “You stay so loyal. And yet, for what? The King and Queen… what are you without the other? Still royally a PAIN.” He gripped Amy’s head, thrusting her down to her knees.

“Heh. Here’s your warning. Either you surrender the Chaos Emeralds, or I’ll disgrace your queen to the world.” he bent down and held Amy’s chin up, making sure Sonic saw her eyes…

“Pitiful, isn’t it?” he rubbed his head against hers, “You’re so close and yet.. unable to do anything to stop me…” he lightly kissed Amy as she closed an eye, trying to lean away.

“Quit it! Knock it off!” Sonic stepped forward, swiping another hand. “Stop!”

“Oh? Have I excited your wrath yet?” he leaned away, and laughed loudly, having his echos bounce everywhere in the tower.

“Make me, you fake hero!” he kicked Amy down, having her crash as she rolled off the circle, and cried out a muffled call for help.

“..Opps.” Syncro watched her fall.

“AMMMY!!!” Sonic raced up to try and save her, jumping left and right before Syncro threw forth his hand and a metal part of the ring caught his leg, having him dangle.

“W-woah!” Sonic failed his arms out, then glared and hit at metal. “What is this!?”

“Haha!” Sycnro caught Amy with his other hand, having metal bend like a curb around her before lifting her back up to him.

“You two are too easy!” he snickered, pulling Amy back into his grasps as she slid off the side of the circle that had caught her.

“See?” he whispered seductively in her ear as she fell towards him, her eyes showing the pain of that landing. “I could just as well, always catch you when you fall…” he moved her around hin his arms, and then peeke over at Sonic, who was momentarily distracted from escaping to see what Syncro was doing.

He smiled, and continued to coo and love on Amy.

Sonic growled, his anger growing. “QUIT IT! That’s the last time I’ll say it! Warning’s up, you freak!”

“Freak?” He leaned his head back sharply, then laughed and slapped his knee, before gesturing a thumb back at Sonic and looking at Amy.

“This is your alpha? The one you plan on giving yourself too? The one who insults so pathetically with ‘freak’? Haha!!!” He mocked Sonic, as the Chaos Emeralds formed around him.

“It’s like he’s never seen love before.”

“That’s not love!”

He turned super.

This is!”

Sonic broke the metal that held his foot and shoot forth to Syncro.

Syncro fromed metal around his being and then kicked Amy back down, blocking Sonic’s many attacks and then looking down at Amy.

“She’s going to die~” he chimed, as Sonic turned to look down.


“Got’cha.” He winked, and slammed Sonic against the wall, reaching down and having the circles slid and roll Amy all the way down to the last floor.

“Haha! Like I’d give her back!” Syncro kept slamming Sonic with multiple pieces of metal, all forming into fists, before held some and little circles popped out of it as if he was bending them into bullets.

Sonic slid down the wall, collasping from the on-slaughter of attacks.

He chuckled, and hovered himself down to Amy, seeing she was twitching, trying to get up from the pain.

He moved her head up.

“I refuse to lose.” he smirked as he saw her try and kick, but be unable to reach him.

“Heheh.. you’re both so…” he sighed. “Well, you’re cute.” he kissed her as he moved the wire to do so.

Suddenly, a large spark came from above as he looked up. “WHAT?”

“SONIC!!!” Amy cried out, spitting out the name almost after that unwanted break of personal boundaries.

Sonic, like a comet from above, reined like a sun colliding on Syncro as he tried to guard with a dome of metal.

The metal began to metal around him.


“Don’t. Touch. My. AMMMYY!!!!!”


Getting fried from Sonic’s immense, full body blast, Syncro’s burned body was thrown threw each layer of the tower, and Amy’s wires were melted enough to break free, as she reached up for Sonic.

“Sonic! Help me!”

Sonic broke off the large, yellow ball of supreme chaos and looked down, watching Syncro cry out and fall through the tower.

He then turned to fly down and grab Amy before she also fell to a similar fate.

Flying up and out, the landscape suddenly started to change, and the sun rose over the tower.

As they flew, Amy gripped to Sonic, as he looked down to see her looking more afraid than usual…

Once home, she was treated for any cuts and wounds, but mostly, Tails reported that she would flinch at touch, and after awhile ran off to the hills.

Sonic followed only to see her holding herself, looking off into the distance.

Sonic frowned, not having heard the rest of the story from her yet… troubled him.

Whatever happened between her and that creep..?

His imagination got the better of him when he tried to reach out for her, “Amy?”It was a gentle inquiry, but she flinched and threw out her hammer.

Petrified, her eyes looked as if she was scarred.

His eyes widened.

“Amy..” he glared down now, “… what happened.. back there… with Scyncro?”

Orobt and Cubot were spying on the two, and held their hands up to their mouths, worried that something horrible may have befell Amy…

When she looked down from realizing her actions, she lowered her hammer and turned away, as if not wanting to say anything.

Sonic grew more furious, he stepped forward, as she remained still, as if in shame.

“What… happened?” he watched her expression, scanning for hidden details that could reveal more of the story. “Amy…”

She finally turned to look up at him, “N-nothing happened. It was just scary. I mean… h-he probably would have done worse, but you came just in time… I’m fine.” she smiled weakly, as if trying to let Sonic know it was okay.

“But…” she turned away, facing her back to him.

“But… what?” he was more relieved, trusting her, but was still suspicious. Would she still flinch from touch by just nothing?

“I.. I don’t want to… Sonic, I’ll always want to be with you. But now… I don’t know if I want… all of what love has to offer.”

Sonic raised an eyebrow. “What are you talking about, Amy?”

She gripped herself more, her mouth spiting to reveal her grimacing teeth. “I’m scared! I don’t want to touch anymore! I thought I would love my first kiss. I thought love was so magical. But now… it’s so terrifying! I’m perfectly happy loving from a distance! I don’t want to kiss, to hug, nothing! If love feels like that then I-”

Sonic spun her around, glaring. “First off, that’s not love. And just by you associating those two- completely separate things- concerns me.” He was being serious, and he certainly didn’t want her to fear what she clearly was misidentifying.

“First off. When it’s with someone you trust. Someone you care about. It can be magical.” Sonic held both hands to her shoulders, but she was shaking under his grasp, and he realized she was still pretty shaken up by all that went down.

He loosened his hold, trying to not be so angry this time around.


He let his arms drop slightly, looking away from her, and down towards the ground.

“..Then… then what is… that kind of love?” she was confused, but seeking understand.

He looked back up to her, worried about her comprehending this.

“You honestly don’t know?” he furrowed his brow, before realizing he needed to take a step back and be a bit more sensitive on this subject.

Had he really not done anything with her?

He thought about it.

Emm… probs not.

He sweatdropped, she was completely clueless, didn’t she watch romantic movies and stuff?

He realized they probably weren’t dark or scary though. And sighed as he realized what he had to do.

Make a distinction.

“Here…” he slowly turned her and held her from behind, but her mind reverted to Syncro doing the same thing, and she at once fought it.


“Hold on, Amy… trust me.” he let her go, not about to force anything, and waved his hands to try and calm her down.

When she stopped moving, he slowly placed his hands around her waist, and leaned his head to her shoulder.

“See? This isn’t bad, right?” he just stood there, before being a bit comical and swaying themselves back and forth, making her freak out a moment, before giggling at how funny it was. “Do, do, do~” he slightly made a tune to it.

“This is someone you trust. Not making you feel uncomfortable, or even the least bit scared, right? I’m not forcing it. I’m not holding you against your will. It’s just..”

“Nice.” Amy lowered her eyelids, gently letting herself be moved by him.

“Exactly.” he nodded, and let her go.

“This..” he gently moved a hand to her cheek, “Is okay.” he smiled.

He then glared, “This.” he pulled her forward by grabbing her chi and thrusting her upwards towards him.

Her mind almost had a PTSD moment, and she froze again in horror.

“Is not love.” he shook his head, and let her go gently. “Make sense?”

She nodded, rubbing her chin. “So… he wasn’t-?”

“Not in the least bit.” Sonic strongly stated that, shaking his head. “What he wanted wasn’t your heart, Amy. That’s for sure.”

“But.. my first kiss..” she held her hands over her lips.

“….” Sonic stared a moment, before putting hand behind his head, turning away.

He realized he had to explain, and dreaded it, putting his arm back down to his side and gripping his hands into tight fists, looking furious again.

“Some people don’t see kissing as pure you do, Amy.” he looked away, scanning the grass. “Sometimes… it’s just the pleasure their after.”

It all suddenly clicked for Amy then, as she gasped and stepped back more.

“If you hadn’t had come…”

He turned, seeing she finally understood the gravity of it all, as she shook her head and fell to her knees.

“Woah, Amy!” he followed her down, reaching out to try and help her, but she just looked so shocked in her own realizations.

“He was a bad, wicked-… very, very evil man.” she was finally seeing everything, what was happening, what could have happened, and how truly unreformable he was.

Sonic watched her a moment.

“Why… why did I think, even for a second, that you could ever be like that..?”

Sonic continued to stare.

“You’re kind. You’re gentle… your love could never be like that! You wouldn’t kiss me like that, right, Sonic?” she looked up as if certain, looking for approval to confirm that conclusion.

Sonic continued to stay silent.

“…Sonic?” she was confused now, as he leaned down, removing his eyes from her view.

“…Some kisses can still be passionate, Amy… they can still mean… I love you.” he had to open his mouth and hesitate a moment, but he said it.

“But no.” He looked back up, his eyes glossy for a moment at Amy’s innocence. “I would never kiss you.”

She suddenly was taken aback.

“Not like that.” he shook his head, and gently, went in for it.

But much like this…”

(End ;P)

(Part 1 x)