and of course you can't tell but i know

Okay okay you know how Veronica does the whole *finger guns* “by the way you were my first” thing with JD after Dead girl walking? Well imagine JD maybe a couple days later, when they’re getting used to each other and starting to really show affection and caring about each other, and they just spent the day together and JD has to leave. They’re in Veronica’s room and they’ve been joking around, cuddling, JD reciting poetry and comparing Veronica to it, them being disgustingly cute, and JD has to leave because it’s late and Big Bud had already got on his ass about not going home the night before and doesn’t want anything bad to happen to him. So sadly he’s gotta cut the night short even though all he wants to do is stay with her and hold her while she falls asleep in his arms like the night before. But he can’t, and he promises he’ll be back the next day. So Veronica walks him out and they’re at the front porch and he kisses her goodnight; it’s a gentle kiss and their foreheads are still pressed together when he asks her: “Veronica remember our first night together?” And she responds with a small laugh like “Of course you doofus” even though she’s still focusing on how close they are. And he smirks before he starts backing away and shoots his own finger guns at her and quips, “Well you were my first too.” And with that he runs aways with a small bounce in his step to get on his bike and make it home before big bud kills him leaving Veronica with a big, goofy grin on her face as she starts to realize she’s in love with this dork disguised as a bad boy.

Surprised to see that many fans are of the vein that Kara was insensitive to the fact that Alex needs her, but I’m kind of like… of course she doesn’t know she needs her.

Alex doesn’t tell her. The closest she comes is when she brings up that she was supposed to help in finding her father. Hell, that’s a loss that, within the conversation, she blames Kara for. (Not exactly the best way to go about telling someone that you want them to stick around- telling them that they are the reason for the bad parts of your life.)

The only time that Alex conveys that Kara isn’t a burden, that she’s needed, is when she’s going to lose her to the Black Mercy. But Kara lost her planet again and then her aunt. I don’t think that that revelation, that Alex might be better off with her around, was gonna stick after all that. Of course, she reassured everyone that the only reason her perfect dream was of Krypton was because she’d been feeling down in her current life. That she would choose Earth, something that I don’t think anyone could reasonably ask her to do.

Someone on here said that they didn’t buy that Kara doesn’t think Alex is better off without her, that it was an excuse so she could fly off with Clark. But look at what Kara thought some of her last words were going to be:

“I want you to have a good life. I want you to find love and be happy. I want you to do all the things that being my sister kept you from doing.”

Kara really truly believes that she’s keeping Alex from having a good life. And Alex kinda sorta regularly reaffirms this belief.

I think the issue is that some people are reading Kara as selfish for not picking up on Alex’s needs, but Kara’s face-value nature, inability to tell when Alex is lying, and hero worship that views Alex as too strong to need anything, blinds her to Alex’s more closed-off nature. (Also, we all should know Kara has only one selfish bone in her body and that’s reserved for food hogging.)

Ultimately, I think that the search for Alex’s father is a cover for Alex, so she doesn’t have to admit that she needs Kara for emotional reasons and not practical ones. Alex is likely unaccustomed to asking for things, forced into a caretaker role, so it’s a lot easier to list off the things she’s sacrificed for Kara to guilt her into staying than to ask Kara to stay because she wants her to.

It feels kind of like a co-dependent relationship, where one person needs the other and the other needs to be needed. But Kara thinks she’s the only one who benefits, and Alex isn’t emotionally aware enough to know that she likes being needed. (Still workshopping this idea…)

In the end I don’t think either of them is the bad guy, but I also think Alex said some hurtful and not fully truthful things to avoid being fully vulnerable. For instance, as we saw in the flash backs, Alex didn’t become a DEO agent because of Kara, she became one because she was drowning in her current lifestyle. This is the path she chose. When Supergirl came on, her job entailed protecting her, but she likely performed the same job for her fellow agents. As Alex said before, “protecting you isn’t my actual job”. Also, having Kara help her find her father doesn’t feel quite accurate, because when Alex disappeared in season one to find him, she was fully prepared (and even seemed to want) to do it without Kara.

I don’t think Alex really intended to hurt Kara, but she certainly played dirty, implying that she blames her for her father’s disappearance, that she’s sacrificed everything good in her life for her, and bringing up that, conversely, Clark abandoned her. The last was something that Kara should probably know, and I’m so happy Alex said it, but I wish it wasn’t used to manipulate Kara into staying with Alex. (I don’t mean the word ‘manipulate’ in some villainous abusive way, but the way we all utilize from time to time. More like convincing someone of something by using what you know to your advantage. Not quite clean, but not innately bad.) I wish it was “He didn’t treat you right,” without the addendum, “but I did.” I don’t think the words were meant to be malicious at all, but I do think they hurt Kara.

And finally, if Kara knew that Alex would wanted her to stick around, she wouldn’t have even brought the idea up. This is evidenced by the simple fact that as soon as Alex conveyed that she didn’t want her to leave, she didn’t leave.

tl;dr Kara does think that Alex would be better off without her, but Alex can’t properly express when she needs things, so she won’t really tell Kara that she’s wrong. She, instead, pretty much guilted her into staying by saying that Kara owes her for everything that she has sacrificed. It did the trick for now, but I think their relationship has some major things to work out (and I have full faith that these things will be explored).

  • Aline: I guess I kissed Jace to see if I was actually into guys at all
  • Clary: You know if you're still not sure you should try kissing a girl
  • Clary: Well hey look at that, I'm a girl!
  • Clary: So we should totally kiss right?
  • Clary: And it would have to be a long one definitely
  • Clary: This is me offering as a friend of course, I'm totally not bi. Nope completely straight,yep that's me "Clarissa not into girls at all Fray" that's what they call me
  • Aline: Clary my type is tall dark eyed beauties, and even I don't stare at Izzy's boobs as much as you do
  • Clary: What's your point?

We Should Do This Again

Day 2: Fake Dating AU
-I included a little waitress AU because who doesn’t love that hehe.

“Beca Mitchell. You’re 25 and haven’t dated since you’ve left college! Don’t you think it’s time to start thinking about spending your life with someone?” We all know who was saying that. The step monster of the family of course, Sheila. She thought she had every right to tell Beca how to live her life. Not even on purpose! No, that’s just how she is! Ever since the Bellas though, Beca knew she had to try a little harder to care about people. So she tried listening and getting involved with her family a little more.
“Fine.” That’s all Beca could say without causing a ruckus in the house these days. Though she’s lived through it for many years now, so ‘no biggie’.
“That Jessie is so old news! My best friend’s son is going to meet you at the cafe around the corner. Doesn’t that sound fun? He’s a head turner I swear!” Beca could only nod as Sheila gestured to the casual diner.
Finally meeting this kid it was everything Beca expected. Yup. The jock who had no real substance to him, except marijuana. The former Bella couldn’t help but chuckle at her thoughts. She was about to open her mouth to speak but she hesitated as her eyes locked on their waitress coming toward them. Tall, blonde, with a scent of cinnamon clouded Beca’s thoughts.
“Oh my god.” Was all the brunette could process. All of a sudden the mood went from boring, to extreme nerves flooding her mind.
All the waitress could do was laugh. That laugh. Ugh, it was the definition of sexy. Keep cool Mitchell. The guy Beca was supposed to enjoy a date with just stared in confusion. This waitress who was a goddess in disguise had her blonde hair in a high, slightly messy bun. Her hair had strands sticking out in all the right ways that seemed to accentuate the blonde’s face. She was so beautiful.
“Hello, I am here to take your order.” She took a pause as she stared at the obviously awkward situation between the two. “Is there a problem?” The blonde spoke with a beautiful, thick, German accent.
“Uh yeah, can you stop being gorgeous?” Beca’s hands rushed to the rescue, covering her mouth and her cheeks turning a bright pink.
“Thank you.” The waitress replied with a genuine smile. Luckily for Beca, the guy she was with could take a hint. He left the situation muttering some homophobic thing under his breath.
“Ha, that boy didn’t seem too happy. What a shame. He could have at least stuck around for a dinner with you.” The blonde’s hand cupped Beca’s cheek. God is this woman a natural flirt? Beca let out a soft giggle, which was so not like her.
“I-um- am actually not that hungry. You wanna sit down and I’ll tip you anyway?” Wow if Beca Mitchell turned soft, then this woman must be a miracle worker. The blonde nodded and sat down. “Judging by the accent, I’m gonna guess you’re from Germany? Major turn on by the way.” Okay Mitchell you gotta shut up before she thinks you’re a creep. Of course, Beca’s mouth didn’t really take orders from her brain, in more ways than one. “Hey you wanna be my girlfriend…fake of course! Ha.. um, god. Let me start from the beginning. My stepmother wants to make sure I don’t end up, you know, forever alone. It would be awesome if you could come to my place whenever you finish working today…Maybe?” Happy she was just finally able to say something she meant to say.
“You know, that sounds like fun. Tiny Maus.”
“My name is Beca, but I think I honestly prefer Tiny Maus.” She raised her hand to stroke the back of her head in an awkward fashion.
“You can call me Luisa.” Luisa, who simply laughed, rose out of the seat across form Beca to wait on some more customers. Winking at her maus as heels clicked away.

When Luisa’s shift was finally over, she put on a leather jacket and helmet. Then she threw her leg over her motorcycle resting in the back of the restaurant. Recalling the address Beca wrote on one of the napkins, Luisa found the house she was supposed to meet her ‘girlfriend’. Standing confidently at the front door, she pulled her hair out of her work bun and fluffed it out a bit with her hands. Somehow it was barely frizzy as the golden hair fell into waves on her shoulder. Though it didn’t show, she was actually pretty nervous, it’s been a while since she felt nerves. Performing with DSM never shook her up like this.
“Hey babe!” Beca answered the door and immediately threw her arms around the blonde’s neck. Luisa quickly responded by allowing her arms to wrap around the smaller girl’s waist.
Sheila poked her head out the door and had a surprised look on. “Beca! What a pleasant surprise! You? Into girls? Oh I mean there’s nothing wrong with that of course!” Beca took it as a compliment, since Sheila was probably thinking deep down 'at least she won’t grow old with 10 cats.’
The two girls sat together in the living room, snuggled on the couch. Sheila questioned Luisa a bit, but then finally left them alone.
“That Sheila means well maus, doesn’t she?” Luisa’s tone was so relaxed, she clearly eased into this 'fake girlfriend’ thing more than she expected.
“Haha I guess so. It get’s annoying when she starts shoving boys down my throat you know?” Beca replied softly.
“In more ways than one I bet.” The German winked. Teasing her little maus gave her pleasure, while Beca was surprised she hadn’t done another word vomit in front of her. Beca laughed and cocked her head up to look at the warm body she was resting against. “You must be a really good actress, Miss stepmonster seems to be leaving us alone.” Luisa laughed at the brunette’s comment. Admiring the way Beca’s bangs framed her face and the way her body was pressed against her own with their lips just inches away. Luisa leaned forward as their lips touched in a delicate way. Though gentile, Beca leaned forward and pushed into the kiss with a little more force than she meant to put in. What seemed like an eternity made Beca realize, that she was the one. Luisa probably agreed since Beca could feel the beautiful German goddess smile into the kiss.
“We should do this again, Luisa.”
“I agree, Beca.” Tears welling up.
A soft sniffle was the only noise between the two after that as they just enjoyed each other’s company.
“By the way… I wasn’t acting.” Luisa’s lips curled upwards as the cutest smile Beca had ever seen appeared on girlfriend’s face.

* No.

* I wish I hadn’t done so many. But I’m glad I did, because I learned from my mistakes. The first time I freed the Underground, I told Miss Toriel I had a home to go back to.

* I was not welcome. If I didn’t reset, who knows what could’ve happened to me? I ran away for a reason. I started doing things just to see what would happen. So I spared some monsters.

* And I killed others. Sometimes I’d kill nearly everything, or spare nearly everything.

* And I’ve tried resetting many times to save this goober. It never worked. But he’s not stuck in the underground as a flower anymore. And I didn’t have to reset to do it!

* But now, everyone is okay. Everyone’s been on the surface for months now and Papyrus, Miss Toriel, and Asgore help me with regulating human-monster relations. 


thank you Taylor for making me so happy this past year when you released 1989. thank you for making me want to get up and dance at a party. thank you for following and interacting with us on tumblr, just the thought of you knowing that I exist just for a brief moment makes me very happy. thank you for telling me to not care about what others think of me. thank you for teaching me how to stand up for myself. thank you for guiding me through my teenage years through your music. thank you for existing. thank you Taylor.

  • Alec: Jace can I talk to you for a minute?
  • Jace: Of course my lovely parabatai, who is always there for me:)
  • Alec: About that………Maybe you should sit down
  • Jace: *Cautiously sitting on the couch* What's going on Alec?
  • Alec: Look, I don't know how to tell you, so I'm going to just say it. I'm moving in with Magnus
  • Jace:
  • Jace:
  • Jace: *Lonely violin music plays as a tear starts to fall*
  • Alec: *To Magnus later that night* So I told Jace
  • Magnus: Oh how did it go?
  • Alec: Good I can be out of there by the end of the week, it's just………
  • Magnus: *sigh* What is it
  • Alec: I may have told Jace he could move in with us
  • Magnus: ALEC!!!
  • Alec: You weren't there, you didn't see his face!!!!
  • Magnus: Oh my god

Hey everyone! I’m going to bed now. I barely got any sleep last night when Eva started to go viral because I was so excited about it that I just couldn’t get tired. So of course now I am about to pass out. I just wanted to let everyone know that you are all so amazing and I love you. I declare that Eva is now everyone’s adopted internet dog. If anyone ever asks you if you have any pets, you can tell them, yes, a dog I met on the internet, her name is Eva.

When I first got Eva’s diagnosis over two weeks ago I was practically petrified. I stopped listening to music because I forgot how to enjoy it. I was barely eating because I could never tell if I was hungry; I lost 6 pounds in a week. I was crying myself to sleep. There were a few times my dad had to give me a dose of his prescription benzos because I thought I was going to faint or vomit from the anxiety. I was so scared that Eva was going to deteriorate and die in three crappy months all because I couldn’t afford to get her treatment.

All of that terror and anxiety is gone now. The sadness caused by the diagnosis and the threat it poses to Eva’s lifespan is still there, but I’m at peace now knowing that all my frantic, desperate efforts to get Eva some help have paid off, and that I’m doing everything in my power to give her the longest, happiest life possible. And I’m at peace knowing that SO MANY people are out there supporting her and I through this horrible situation.

So I’d like to thank everyone who reblogged and everyone who donated. You are all wonderful people and I hope you always remember that each and every one of you have helped to literally increase Eva’s lifespan. That’s amazing when you think about it! I’d especially like to thank @chromeofficial and @frank–catsle, the two blogs who gave Eva the signal boost she needed when her fundraising post was stuck at 800 notes. Without them, who knows if Eva would have made her goal or not. 

I’ll probably be asleep by the time Eva’s gofundme reaches its goal. Eva’s already passed out in her dog bed on the floor next to me, so she’ll be asleep too! So, again, thank you, everyone. Goodnight, and I’ll continue to post updates about Eva’s battle throughout her 17-week treatment.