and he approves of her

Yugyeom Imagine - Approved

A/N - Requested by @yuggybear~ Hope you all enjoy this one, the request was super cute! Keep on sending in your own requests too!

Could u please do a scenario where u go ur family reunion w/ yugyeom and ur there fr a while and ur cousins(younger, about 9) come and judge yugyeom as ur bf. The reader says that he had to be approved by them to date her and so yugyeom starts playing with them and looks super cute! -Thanks

Looking around at all of your family members soothed you. It had been a while since you were all together for any event or gathering and being with them felt so nice. Yugyeom, however, was a walking bundle of nerves. He had met your close family but was yet to meet many of your aunts, uncles and cousins. Even after you had reassured him it’d be fine and they’d all like him, he was still a little concerned. After being there for a little while, he began to relax until a young girl came up to the two of you, a judging look on her face. 
“(Y/N), who’s this?” She asked, eyeing him up and down. 
“This is Yugyeom, my boyfriend.” All she did in response was stare blankly at him, waiting for him to speak. Yugyeom glanced at you nervously, confused as to who she was and why she was staring at him. Giggling, you replied, 
“She’s my cousin. A while back she told me that if I ever got a boyfriend then she’d have to judge him and approve. Good luck passing the test, I guess.” Yugyeom’s eyes were wide when he realised you weren’t joking. 
“Um, right. Okay.”
“I’ll leave you two to it then,” you said, winking at Yugyeom before skipping off to talk to your uncle.

Yugyeom’s attention returned to the young girl. She was no longer staring, but looked like she was ready to interview him. 
“How did you meet (Y/N)?”
“We met a few months ago when a friend introduced us to each other, wanting us to get together.”
“Did you love her straight away?”
“Well maybe not loved her. But I definitely liked her a lot.”
“Do you love her now?”
“Very much so.”
“And do you promise to never ever break her heart?”
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Yugyeom replied, watching as she nodded in approval. 
“Okay, you’re allowed to keep being her boyfriend. Do you live in Korea too?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Are you one of those kpop people she always used to talk about?” Her question made Yugyeom laugh, knowing of your love for kpop that began way before the two of you had met. 
“Actually, I am.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, want to see a video?” He asked, pulling out his phone and finding a Got7 music video and playing it for her. In his mind, all he could think was that he was relieved she had liked him. Or liked him enough to let him remain your boyfriend. He couldn’t imagine what would’ve happened if she hadn’t liked him but decided not to dwell on it now. 

A while later, you walked around the house, trying to find where your boyfriend and cousin had ran off to. It wasn’t until you heard the faint sounds of Got7′s music coming from your cousin’s bedroom. Quietly, you sneaked into the room, careful not to make any noise so they didn’t realise you were there. Yugyeom was teaching your cousin one of Got7′s easier dance routines, Just Right. He was slowly showing her the steps and correcting her when she made a mistake. The whole scene looked so cute and your heart swelled with love and admiration for your boyfriend. It was clear that your cousin loved him, and you were a little concerned that she wouldn’t let you have him back. As you watched the two of them dance through the whole song until the end, you clapped and cheered. 
“Wow, looks like you’re the secret 8th member of Got7!” You joked, smiling at the pair. Yugyeom’s was blushing a little but smiled proudly at your cousin. 
“Did you approve of Yugyeom then?”
“Yes, but I’m afraid he isn’t your boyfriend anymore.”
“And why’s that?”
“Because I’m stealing him,” she answered, sticking her tongue out at you and clinging onto Yugyeom’s leg. 
“Oh I don’t think so,” you retorted, walking up to Yugyeom and kissing him, making your cousin let go and cover her eyes. 
“Ew! Stop doing that! Fine, you can have him back just stop kissing. You’re so gross!” You and Yugyeom burst into laughter at her reaction before the three of you joined the rest of your family downstairs. For the rest of the night, your cousin was sat on Yugyeom’s lap, watching you both suspiciously to make sure you didn’t kiss each other again.

of roommates and movies (timecanary week 2k17 day 1: roommates)

summary: It was a classic case of boy tells his best friend he’s in love with her, girl doesn’t reciprocate, boy drinks too much and becomes an asshole, boy and girl don’t talk for ten months, girl shows up on boy’s doorstep drunk to say that she misses watching movies with him.

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CAN WE JUST HAVE A MOMENT TO TRULY APPRECIATE JUMIN HAN.

This boy is precious. Not just when he’s in a romance, either. No matter how tsun-tsun he is about how he doesn’t really care it’s a stRAIGHT UP LIE.

He doles out paid bodyguards to every member of the RFA at the drop of a hat every time they’re in any kind of danger at all. He’ll send his drivers out for people if they need something and not even snark about it.

When Zen is self destructing and Jumin is hurt and angry with Zen’s behavior and insistence on a rivalry he’s not interested in, he still goes out of his way to protect and help Zen, shields his privacy, bends his rules, and even hunts Zen down to help him out of his funk.

He is protective of the MC even when he’s not in love with her, and asks her to call him at any time if she needs anything.

If you regularly call the characters because you have all the call cards… do you know who answers the most and at the most random times? It’s not your routemate. It’s not Zen who adores you regardless.

It’s Jumin.

Call him at 3 in the morning. He’ll answer while he’s doing paperwork. Call him in the middle of the day and he’ll complain to you about the work he’s stuck doing. Call him when he’s gone away to his quiet place to get away from everyone else and all the noise, and he’ll still talk to you. HIT ON HIM LIKE THE THIRSTIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD and he’ll just politely brush it off and keep chatting with you.

He never says “I’m too busy to talk to you stop calling”, he’ll just do his business while talking to you between it. You don’t have to pry into his heart to befriend him, he’ll cheerily suggest you join him in teasing Zen when he barely knows you. He’ll also offer to let you meet Elizabeth when you’re practically perfect strangers

This dude doesn’t know the MC on most routes. He has no reason to humor her about anything not to do with the RFA. He claims he doesn’t like chit-chat. He still answers her and entertains her.

He doesn’t approve of Yoosung’s behavior at all and is disappointed completely and yet he is earnestly willing to give Yoosung a job at his business as soon as Yoosung is out of college. Zen keeps rebuffing him coldly without explanation and yet he’s absolutely willing to prop Zen back up again and use all of his connections to help Zen reach stardom if Zen would just let him.

AND WHEN YOU’RE ON HIS ROUTE.

there’s almost no time he won’t answer the MC. Even when he won’t answer ANYONE he’ll almost always answer the MC’s calls. He’ll call just to hear her voice and admit to not knowing what to say. She practically only has to ask him to do something and he’ll relent immediately.

And while he’s paranoid in his route, keep in mind the MC is actually the safest of all routes. Because for all of his paranoia he’s literally actually protecting her from dangers all the other RFA fail to.

AND

AND

As dedicated as Zen is, as much as he professes endless love for the MC, as much as he says he cares more about his love than his career, there is no time in which he chooses the MC over his career. There is no timeline where he abandons acting so he can be with her. There’s not even a timeline where he refuses to hide her even though it will stall his acting career. Even in the good ending where he reveals her, he later signs a contract that says he needs to keep the MC on the downlow and not be seen with her in public. Again, even in the ending where the MC is emotionally and verbally abusive to him and he just bows his head and takes it because he needs to be with her, he is still acting. He hasn’t even quit acting with female leads that make her jealous!

Jumin, on the other hand, will literally just quit his ludicrously expensive job without the MC so much as whispering a suggestion of it. He just wants to be with the MC more, and he’s sick of his job interfering. And in the ending where he doesn’t do that, he announces her publicly, marries her publicly, and gets angry with his work when it forces him to be away from her too long.

He runs himself so ragged forcing and slamming through his work in time to get home for Valentines day that he practically collapses from exhaustion once he gets there.

Zen might make fun of him for being so sure that he’s dedicated to the MC more than anyone else…

but boy

that’s because

Jumin is.

He’ll give up Elizabeth for the MC if she asks. He’ll keep Elizabeth if the MC asks him to. When he’s out working, all he thinks about is the MC and everything he sees reminds him of the MC.

He will worry excessively over everyone in RFA, MC included, even when he’s not in love with her. He’ll tut and play father role for Yoosung and for MC (spamming the chat with “I don’t agree with two people living together unmarried” in Zen’s route), he’ll worry over Seven and support him even when he’s savagely smacking him down over Elizabeth.

He gives Yoosung a reward when Yoosung doesn’t expect one!!

He’s SAVAGE

He’ll just keep making jokes and stupid puns until someone (usually MC) laughs about it and have no shame

HE READS THE MC A BED TIME STORY

THIS MAN

PLEASE APPRECIATE THIS MAN

friendship bracelets // stiles stilinski

Summary: Stiles & Y/N discover that true love isn’t anything like they expected it to be

Requested: no

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes, & smut

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When he was 3 years old, he watched in amazement as the big truck pulled up to the curb of the suburban neighborhood he called home. With his nose pressed against the glass he watched two men step out of the truck and start unloading boxes onto the driveway. The simple action fascinated him for reasons he couldn’t explain.

The sun caught the exterior of the bright red minivan that pulled into the driveway, causing him to squint. He couldn’t believe his eyes when a girl hopped out of the backseat.

“Woah.” He mumbled against the glass, his hot breath causing it to fog up. Quickly wiping it away, he watched as she danced around the lawn while the rest of her family started moving boxes. Her pigtails bounced behind her as she ran around.

“Stiles? What are you doing?” His dad asked curiously. Before he could answer, his father noticed the moving truck and family moving in across the street. “Wanna go say hi?” His father offered, placing a hand on the small boy’s shoulder. Nodding furiously, he smiled up at his father. 

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vernon; the boy next door (m)

genre/warnings: fluff/romance/smut, flangst, adorkableness, use of non-penetrative sex toys, (not so) dry humping

word count:  14737

feat: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Joshua, Jeonghan + various 

prompts: roommate!Vernon, silliness, cuddles, mac n’cheese = love 

(a/n) my birthday project for my muse. thank you for everything vern:) and kisses for @vernkn​ who gifed my soft sweater vernon aesthetic. enjoy!

She loved Joshua Hong.

When she was so graciously offered to live in her aunt’s vacation penthouse close to her university of choice, the only catch was that she had to pay some of the bills. Completely fair, because it was a kind enough gesture to give away a freshly furnished space to a niece you barely talked to. Luckily, there was enough room for another guest, enough to split the rent.

So in comes the savior of her life, brother from another mother, Joshua Hong, decked out in sandy beige Sperry’s and ironed white jeans. Fresh from South California, he wore their sunshine on his smile, and their attitude in his Cheshire eyes. He was attending the same university as well, and was conveniently looking for a means to stay. Needless to say, she pounced on him at orientation before he could ask anyone else.

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Asphodel and Nightshade

My interpretation of Hannibal and Will as Hades and Persephone, Alphonse Mucha style. Originally planned for the @hannibalcreative​ HannibalOdyssey event, but I’m way past deadline since this turned out to be a LOT more complicated/detailled than I’d originally planned.

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Listen to me Sk8er Boi is an absolutely brilliant piece of bait-and-switch media listen to me.

Avril starts the song off with “look at these two. They are the song’s Heterosexuals” like that’s the first line she’s saying “look you’re not stupid you know this is a love story”

And if you’ve never heard the song before that’s where you think it’s going. “She turns him down but then years later he’s made it big and her friends finally approve of him and they can be together!”

Then the narrator. PUNCHES THROUGH THE ENTIRE FOURTH WALL TO SAY “NEWS-ASS FLASHHOLE, HE HAD WORTH THE ENTIRE TIME!”

“And also were dating–me and Sk8er Boi here. You thought I was just the narrator well guess the fuck what. were in love and you missed your chance so FUUUUUUUCK YOU ahahahhahahghhff.”

Then she shimmies off screen flipping both birds talking about how she’ll be busy being happily in love with Sk8er Boi if you need her. That ultimate level of Petty.

It’s genius.

Attempts and Guilt
Could you write an imagine where the reader is Bruce’s S/O and is constantly trying to get Damian’s approval but he refuses to let her in and then one night he overhears her talking to Bruce about how much it upsets her?

Bruce Wayne x Reader

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You didn’t think you were a bad person. You were a well liked person, one of the many reasons Bruce loved you. He was infatuated with your personality, you always managed to bring a smile to his face. A relationship had blossomed between the two of you, it was perfect. But there was one big obstacle that had popped in the way recently , well not that big, actually it was very small, Damian Wayne.

He did not like you at all. You understood that you weren’t his mother, even though he wasn’t a big fan of his biological mother either. Damian was not comfortable with his father being in a relationship, even if you two had been together long before he had walked into the picture.

The rest of the boys adored you, especially Tim, you had a soft spot for him. Another reason why Damian wasn’t warming up to you. Jason always came to you to talk about his problems, you were like his mother, scratch that you were his mother just not biologically. Dick loved to annoy you but he acted like a baby when you were around, always searching for your attention.

But Damian, he did everything in his power to ignore you. You had tried talking to him about his interests, taking him out, playing video games with him, and you even went to all his award ceremonies at school since Bruce rarely went. You had tried desperately for him to like you, for him to accept you.

It had been putting you down lately, you wanted to make Damian a part of your family. You wanted him to like you and be comfortable around you. It didn’t take long for Bruce to notice your depressing behavior.

“What’s wrong?” You rolled over to face Bruce, “What do you mean?” Bruce pushed a few strands of your hair back, his eyes softening at your sad expression.

“I know you better than you know yourself, something’s bothering you.” You knew better than to lie to him, he would see through the lie in a second. He was a detective after all.

“Damian doesn’t like me.”

Outside the bedroom door a little someone halted their movements as they heard their name. Damian curiously put his ear to the door, wanting to know why his name was involved in a conversation.

“He doesn’t like you?” Bruce urged you to go on, “I’ve been trying to get him to warm up to me since he’s got here, but every time
I try to get closer to him he pushes me away. He can’t even stand to be in the same room as me.” You explained sadly, your eyes reddened at how hurt you felt.

Bruce began to console you but Damian, he felt horrible. No matter how much he wanted to hate you he couldn’t, you were too much of an amazing person for him to dislike you. You had tried countless times to get to know him and it secretly had warmed his heart that someone cared so much, the someone had so much interest in him. But he had been selfish and rude, he had instead lashed at you and ignored your attempts.

Damian was mad at himself for not giving you a chance, you had welcomed him into your household. The kid who was your husband’s son but nothing of yours. You didn’t know he even existed until that point, but instead of judging and hating him you tended to all his needs.

Damian knew he had to make it up to you, he could here your choked sobs from outside the door. He walked towards Tim’s room, something he would never do unless it was an emergency.

He knocked on the wooden door, “What?” Tim opened the door with a curious expression.

“I need your assistance, I’ve made a big mistake.”

An observation on Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends.

Mrs. Foster did not give up her imaginary friend. That’s a thing established in the first episode. Frankie is also her granddaughter. So this means at some point a man fell in love with a young Mrs. Foster and had to ask her mother, father, and a giant talking rabbit for permission to marry her. 

Some Awesome Female Avant-Garde Artists

Now I have always been a very big fan of unconventional art movements. Not only do I appreciate how those art movements have influenced what we see today, but the history that prompted them is rather revolutionary. Today, I want to appreciate the women who aren’t as well-known as the great Frida Kahlo. This post is more focused in the late 1910’s, to the 1930’s period. It is to honour some of the out-of-the-box women that I admire so much, from all sorts of movements. Here we go!

Helen Lundeberg (1908–1999)

Not just a formally taught and talented artist, but Lundeberg was actually one of the founders of what would be known as the Post-Surrealism art movement, later leaning to abstraction in the 1950’s. She was not only talented, but extremely intelligent, earning a place at Stanford University for “brilliant children.” Now while I said I would focus on the lesser-known artists, Lundeberg is a rather more famous one. However she is a tough one to leave out. She was especially famous during the 1930’s. She was in charge to create multiple murals, and her exhibitions (including her early solo exhibits) were very successful. It’s interesting to see her works evolve during her life, yet remain distinctly recognizable as hers.

Above: Portrait of Inez, 1933, by Helen Lundeberg (1908–1999).

Sophie Taeuber-Arp (1889-1943)

Certainly a woman ahead of her time, Sophie Taeuber-Arp’s artwork as a painter, sculptor, textile designer, furniture, interior designer, architect and dancer all scream “modern woman.” She studied different art forms, primarily textile art, formally in some areas. She was quite heavy in the Dada scene, yet her Constructivist works are probably her most recognizable. Her use of colours of her geometric forms are what draw the eye. Taeuber-Arp’s talent and hard work earned her a position teaching weaving and other textile arts at the Zürich Kunstgewerbeschule (Zürich University of the Arts). She was a woman that appreciated art in all its forms, and many appreciated the way she presented them. In fact, her flexibility and talent is appreciated today, as she is, in fact, the only woman on the current series of Swiss banknotes in Switzerland.

Above: Oval Composition with Abstract Motifs, 1922, by Sophie Taeuber-Arp (1889-1943).

Marguerite Zorach (1887-1968)

Another intelligent artistic lady on the list, Marguerite Zorach became interested in art at a very young age. She, luckily, was blessed with very supportive parents that encouraged her to study everything related with liberal arts. People generally don’t get as unconventional as Zorach really was. Influenced by friends such as Picasso and Matisse, she is naturally recognized for her Fauvist work. Even her husband commented “I just couldn’t understand why such a nice girl would paint such wild pictures.” It may sound like he didn’t approve, but her husband (William Zorach) loved the way she stood out from a crowd. While she settled her “wild” painting side and became more focused on her family, she was titled president to the New York Society of Women Artists. Throughout her life Zorach experimented in all kinds of art media - even making clothes. You can certainly tell the different influences and evolution of her works. Because of this she received mixed criticism throughout her artistic years, yet her works are remembered today.

Above: Death of a Miner, 1930, by Marguerite Zorach (1887-1968).

Pan Yuliang (1899-1977)

Truly a woman to differ from the mainstream (and possibly my favourite on this list). Pan Yuliang is considered China’s “first woman in the country to paint in the Western style.” Unlike many of the woman included in this list, Yuliang did not come from a family of prominence. Just at the age of 14, she was sold by her uncle to a brothel and forced into prostitution. In an amazing turn of events, however, she was noticed by a kind wealthy man who brought her freedom. Becoming his second wife and adopting his last name, he sponsored her education and allowed her artistic abilities to flourish. Because of her talent, fast learning, and hard work, she was accepted in not only the Shanghai Art School, but also numerous schools in Europe. This even included Italy’s Roman Royal Art Academy. Pan Yuliang wasn’t particularly loved by all in China, however. Her works caused some outrage in her home country, and she eventually settled in France, where her paintings were more appreciated.

Above: Detail of Self-portrait, 1936, by Pan Yuliang (1899-1977).

Aleksandra Ekster (1882-1949)

Another abstract woman to appreciate, Russian painter Aleksandra Ekster uniquely used her skills for design purposes. Because of her extraordinary designs, she was required to work in numerous fabulous cities, from places in her home country of Russia, to the romantic Paris, France. Thanks to her prominent and wealthy family, Ekster was free to study art formally, later graduating from Kiev Art School. Her life was the ultimate art fantasy, as she organised meetings at her studio for Russia’s “intellectual elite.” This included artists, writers, and poets. While she never stuck with just one movement, but varied in many revolutionary avant-garde art movements of her time, her style is completely unique and consistent. She is known distinctly for her fashion designs, which were not only completely wearable, but also very memorable.

Above: Costume design for Romeo and Juliette, 1921, by Aleksandra Ekster (1882-1949).

anonymous asked:

anyway talk to me about Steve Trevor

you don’t have to ask me twice lol pull up a seat yall let’s talk about my son for a minute

this beautiful bastard:

(and i say this as someone who has never thought chris pine was anything more than average-looking)

so first of all, let’s talk about steve’s entrance. he’s on a doomed plane that crashes in the ocean, and then he’s rescued little-mermaid-stylez and dragged onto the themyscira beach by diana. he doesn’t have any time to orient himself or try to figure out where exactly he is and who exactly he’s with, before suddenly the germans are there and the amazons are swinging out like a bunch of super hot lesbian tarzans. so what is steve’s response to all of this tomfoolery?? he immediately joins the badass lesbian army and tries to help, even shielding diana–a complete and total stranger–with his own body. he doesn’t think “hey why are all these women in tasteful body armor fighting?? where are the men??” he thinks “ok these are soldiers fighting the bad guys and i’m gonna do whatever i can to help.”

and honestly that’s steve in a nutshell? he just wants to do whatever he can to help, whether that’s by spying and collecting intel for the allied forces, or by sneaking behind enemy lines to try and stop millions more from dying, or by lifting a giant sheet of metal so his superhero girlfriend can rocket launch herself through a tower. he’s flexible. 

also like look at steve’s friends, and the way he treats his friends?? we have etta, who is admittedly more of an employee than a friend but he still treats her like his equal, and she’s clearly not afraid to speak her mind around him which tells us that they have an easy and open relationship. then there’s charlie, the alcoholic suffering from ptsd whom steve respects and supports in his recovery. then there’s sameer, a north african moc whom again, steve respects and admires the talent of. and then there’s my dude chief!!! an actual native american!!! whom steve respects and cares about greatly!! steve cares about people, proven time and time again both by how he treats the individuals around him and how ready he is to literally die if he thinks it might save others.

and then ofc there’s the way he treats diana, the real pickle on the Best Damn Sandwich that is steve trevor. he doesn’t just treat diana like she’s some tourist that he’s grudgingly dragging around the western front (cough whedon cough). he respects and admires diana and then, later, he loves her, and he makes sure that she knows that. he makes sure that she knows how amazing and inspirational she is, how important she is. “i can save today, but you can save the world” is such a good line because steve is literally acknowledging that she can do what no one else can, and that’s a good thing.

so often we see leading males who are intimidated by their female counterparts if they sense they might be stronger than them. they crack a joke about how the woman “got lucky” or are quick to point out something they can do that the woman can’t. “you’re pretty good–for a girl” nonsense. 

steve does none of that, and in fact, does the opposite. outside of themyscira, steve is diana’s biggest fan, her number one supporter, the guy holding her flower while she throws down–and then jumping in if he thinks he can help her. 

he lets her lead, consistently, once he realizes that she can. ofc at first he’s a little hesitant to let her just march through no man’s land, but the moment he sees her deflect those first bullets, he turns into her cheerleader. ofc he’s a little hesitant to believe that one mythological god could be behind the greatest war that had ever existed, but once again, the moment ares turns up, steve is ready to assist diana in whatever way he can. including sacrificing himself to save the day, while she goes on to save the future.

there were so many opportunities for him to make some crude comment about her costume, or about themyscira only having women, or about her “inexperience with men” etc (cough whedon cough) but steve is nothing but a gentleman throughout, always following diana’s lead in that as well. he’s uncomfortable when she sees him naked, but when he realizes she’s fine, he just goes with it, without making any crude jokes or invitations. on the boat, he’s embarrassed about sleeping next to her lol and then in england, he wants her to change her clothes not because he doesn’t approve of them, but because he knows they would stand out too much when they need to blend in. even when he does ask about the lack of men on the island, it’s clearly just curiosity, and once again he’s awkward about it, not wanting to be too forward or rude. he respects diana’s boundaries from the moment that he meets her.

look at the way he looks at her:

awe-struck. steve always had faith in people, even as he also recognized the bad in others too. he could have given up on stopping the war after his plane crashed, but he didn’t even hesitate before jumping back onto the front lines. even though he genuinely believed he was going to die. he didn’t hesitate before climbing into that bomb-laden plane, even though he knew he was going to die. because at the end of the day, steve always believed that the world could be saved, and that maybe he could help that happen. 

and then he met diana, and he knew that she could. 

when he had to tell her that humanity wasn’t all good, or all bad, but instead a mix of grays, you could see he didn’t want to admit it. not because he didn’t believe it was true, but because he didn’t want to break diana’s heart. he didn’t want to be the reason she lost faith. but he still told her the truth, because (even though he’s literally a spy and lies a lot lol) to steve, the truth is what matters. truth, and faith, and doing what’s best, even if it’s not the best thing for him.

when diana said she was giving up on mankind, and that they didn’t deserve her, he didn’t try to make her stay. he said “maybe it’s not about what people deserve, maybe it’s about doing what you believe in,” because that was the thought that got him through the war. but when diana still wasn’t willing, he turned and went back to fight on his own, because even though it hurt him, even though he wanted to stay with her, he knew that was the right thing. 

his last words were reassuring diana that she could save the world, and that he loved her. and these were his last thoughts:

“He wasn’t afraid. But he was wistful. He wanted to show Diana the beautiful parts of this world. To share it with her.”

to share it with her. because steve loved diana as an equal. he wanted more time to share with her. it would have been easy to just let the plane get away, or let someone else take the fall, but that isn’t who steve is. steve would always do what he could to help. sometimes that meant fighting alongside a bunch of amazons on a beach. sometimes it meant buying wonderwoman ice cream. and sometimes it meant getting in a plane to die, because if he didn’t, other people would die instead.

the reason that wondertrev works so beautifully is because diana and steve are, at their core, the same. they both believe in goodness, and love. they both believe in helping. when diana’s ears are still ringing and she can’t even hear what he’s saying, and she looks ready to pass out, the first thing she says is “i can do it, let me do it.” she’s so ready and willing to do whatever he needs, and steve just smiles because he understands, because he’s like that too. steve’s faith is what reignited diana’s own belief, at the end, and at the end, steve died believing in her.