and she's getting the attention she deserves

anonymous asked:

Were there any naruto characters you'd of liked to see their backstory or play a bigger role in one of the arcs? Like ones who were secondary/minor characters that we didn't see a lot of. For example, I'd like to know Kakuzu's backstory. I also would of liked seeing more of some Leaf jonin like Genma, Raidou, etc.

Anko, definitely Anko. I mean, there were definitely plenty other characters that I would have loved to see more of, including Muu, Yugito, Fuu and Samui. But Anko man… I really liked her.

She was my favourite female character when she was introduced, hands down. However, because Naruto and Sasuke got so much attention, other characters didn’t get the attention they deserved, and in my opinion, Anko was one of the biggest examples:

She seemed like a really interesting, badass character with a troubled history, kind of like a toned down, female version of Sasuke. I felt as though she could have been that lone wolf, take no shit type of kunoichi, especially since she also had the Curse Seal.

This is why it was all the more disappointing when she was kind of just forgotten about. Anko wasn’t a character like for example Samui, who I’m sure the majority of fans remember for her chest alone. Anko had a lot of depth to her; she was literally a blank canvas full of possibilities due to her character and ties with very dynamic individuals. But Kishi instead decided to throw the canvas away instead of allowing it to fulfil its vast potential.

Anko was never even shown activating the Curse Seal in the story, which is disappointing because not only did they both have ties with Orochimaru, but she even shared the same Seal as Sasuke, yet another similarity between them. Think about how cool it could’ve been to see her looking out for Sasuke and tutoring him in how to suppress the seal? (Or use/control it, depending on which Angle Kishi may have decided to go with). If Kishi had chosen to expand on that, we potentially could have had a story line where maybe Anko and Sasuke bonded over their Curse Seal troubles, and from this, Anko could have become like a protective, big sister figure to Sasuke. The potential was there:

It was stated that only 1 in 10 people survive the Seal adapting to your body. So why not show why Anko was part of that special 10%? Too much emphasis was placed on Naruto and Sasuke in the story. A lot of the excess spotlight could have been given to those characters who were deserving of more attention, and Anko was definitely one of them. Unfortunately, due to her severe lack of screen time, her position as my favourite female was usurped by Temari, Konan and Sakura respectively, but Anko always held a special spot in my heart, solely for what could (and really should) have been.

skuttlebutts  asked:

When trying to get a pair of hens to bond, should petting be slowely weaned off until they decide to pair up ? Once the girls start being in visual contact with each other, I am worried about maybe giving Horchata too much lovin' and not wanting to give Sangria a chance, but also I don't want to starve Horchata of the attention she deserves :c .

Nah. There is no need to wean her off contact that I know of.
Once she and Sangria are living together, Sangria is who Horchata will be spending most of her time with.
It may take a while, but they’ll bond and Sangria will hopefully learn from Horchata that being petted is nice and you’ll have two pidge friends.


endless list of favorite relationships |→ sookie and rory

“Okay, I’ve got it from here, Sookie. I love you.

Update on the omaima83 situation

Guys. I think we’ve all been played.I’ve been talking with some people on discord and…..Due to the evidence, I believe omaima83 has done this to get attention.


let’s get to the first thing: typing similarities and “roleplaying”.

They both appear to do the spacing when it comes to exclamation points, periods, question marks, etc.

They also both appear to have a knack for…”Roleplaying”? 

….See what I mean?

They also use similar words (aka bad grammar): Cutted, Broked, etc. 

Now, if this doesn’t convince you, let’s get to the second thing: similar art style and handwriting.

(The first image is from lemon-sans-space, the second from omaima83.)

See the similarities? The main thing that really makes it seem suspicious is that curve, and look at how they both draw the s. 

Now, onto art style….

They both appear to have similar shading and dare I say anatomy. Someone from the Discord group had messaged her, inquiring about them being lemon-sans-space because of this, and this is how she had replied.

….?? “This art is mine”?? What the hell does that mean?

This is very suspicious.

Looking further and gathering more information, we realized this all started when she got her heart broken” by @ask-positive-bendy because of some….Roleplay shipping stuff? 

I sadly don’t have any screenshots for that but trust me, this is borderline guilt tripping.

She is also currently playing the victim card. [Continued conversation from above; see artwork and handwriting evidence]



And to make things worse…..

No one has questioned how he knows about her cutting herself. How could he have known? She never made a post about it stating that she did so.

Going back to the writing similarities:

They both used the word cutted.

TL;DR: She has manipulated people, played the victim card, has similar handwriting, artstyle, and types/uses the same words and poor grammar as lemon-sans-space.

@omaima83, you need to stop this, you’re making people worried and placing yourself in a victim role, which you don’t deserve. If you were feeling suicidal this was not the way to go about getting attention or any help.


Hi, my name is Vincent. I’m moving to a small apartment and can’t take my 10 month old German Shepherd, Sasha, with me. She enjoys running and playing but she won’t be happy confined in a concrete jungle. My partner, thankfully, owns a large amount of land with other dogs she can socialize with. I believe that’s the best place for her to be. However, getting her to paradise is the hard part. Please, anything is helpful. I want to see Sasha happy with people who love her as much as I do. Selling her on craigslist is sketchy and especially bad for female dogs who are most likely going to be used as breeders and are poorly treated.
My 9yr old sister with autism and downs syndrome will miss her very much, but we need the money to get her to a good home with people we trust. As I said up above, my boyfriend has offered to take her but I need to pay off her expenses before he can take her and I don’t have the money for it. All funds will be used to pay off her expenses and get her to a good home where I’ll still be able to see her. I will be moving by the end of March and need at least $200 for her to go to the home she deserves. Please, please, I don’t want my dog to go to the wrong people. Anything at all will help Sasha live a happy long life with people who will love her and give her the attention she needs.
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SNL slept on Sasheer so hard. She’s such a talented woman, and I have the utmost respect for everything she does. I wish her only the best in the future, and I hope she gets the attention, and respect she deserves in her upcoming projects. Thank you for everything, Sasheer.

I genuinely think Julie didn’t know what to do with Sana’s season. The only plot the revolves solely around her is a romantic plot, and that’s such an easy route to take. And everything else she’s involved in, it’s like she’s merely a plot device for bloody Noora to get a second season.

We get it, Julie, Noora is the reason you created Skam, but please, Sana isn’t getting the season she deserves. I get it, they have to conclude all the storylines and tie up loose ends, but way too much attention is being put on other characters. Isak for example had a season in which everything was focused on him, *but* we still learnt that Noora left Willhelm, Sana being on the receiving end of unconscious racism, Eva moving onto Chris, Vilde and Magnus etc etc… difference is, they didn’t have clips/texts dedicated to furthering those plots. They were in the background making subtle progression, where in you can witness it, but it’s not rammed down your throat.

I understand that it is very important to talk about Bellamy looking at Clarke in the prison cell. 

But I also really like the little moment where Kane is talking to Bellamy, and Kane knows that Bellamy might not be fully convinced of what he’s saying, so he pulls him over and speaks to him emphatically. And Bellamy is clearly moved, but can’t fully bring himself to fully believe what Kane is saying, because he hasn’t quite reached a place of self-acceptance, so all he can say is, “I hope so.” (With big puppy dog eyes, but ok, not relevant). 

And we have Abby and Clarke just waiting for them as they have their moment. We get a close-up of her glancing up at him before moving to go off with him.

With the cell scene, where I don’t think it’s conclusive what Bellamy feels (or if he is only thinking/feeling one thing at all), there’s a bit of ambiguity to Clarke here as well. But here we have a classic example that Clarke does pay attention to Bellamy as he does her. She has known from way back in 1x08 the way he can bear guilt on his shoulders. I don’t think his ‘I hope so’ is anything unexpected for her to hear.  But she listens, she takes note. She doesn’t rush him off in that moment. 

What she’s thinking could be a myriad of things. Comfort in seeing Kane being there for Bellamy? Conviction to get to saving the world so perhaps one day both she and Bellamy will truly be able to feel like they ‘deserve to survive’? 

And I know we sometimes joke about Kabby parenting their almost-married children Bellarke, but when she glances back at Abby, knowing that Abby heard the conversation too, it did strike me a little like - Hey mum, I’m leaving now, with him, and you know, he is still struggling, he is not perfect, but that’s alright yea? And Abby let’s her go. On a level, it does feel a like she’s marrying Clarke off. But hey, might be my shipper goggles eh? 

  • what she says: im fine
  • what she means: rian dawson is a great human being and makes me smile but i sometimes disappoint myself for not giving him the attention he deserves even though he's such a ball of sunshine that no one can ever hate. he's just a great person that deserves everything good in the world and shouldn't be forced against horrible things because he's just such a good man that dOESNT DESERVE TO LIVE IN A SHITTY WORLD.
  • SNL season finale: sends off three cast members, reboots some of their best sketches and characters, brings back David S. Pumpkins
  • some of y'all: kate was in fewer sketches than normal?????? I feel so attacked?????????????????
Sana Knew!

She knew about the attempted suicide….all last season….the whole time he was hooking up with Isak. She knew all of this back story. She kept it secret to protect him cause this wasn’t her truth to tell. Cause she cares about him. She KNEW every time she saw him and he’d kiss her on the cheek…she knew and he knew she knew and they formed a silent alliance and she helped him get Isak by helping Isak workout his shit and she KNEW.

I just….wow….Sana is the biggest MVP of Skam. She has helped every other character work through their stuff. It’s her turn to get some attention and for some happiness. I get why this final season is her’s. She freaking deserves it.



Originally posted by souls-squad

Request (summarized for length): A deanxreader Au where she is dating a friend of Dean’s. The friend asks Dean to hang out with reader during an event. Dean keeps doing so but starts falling for reader and suspects something is going on…

Pairing: AU!Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,500ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Not the best thing ever done but it’s halfway decent….

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Joker x deaf!Reader Part?

A/N: Ok so since I really want to share some of the future parts I’ve written, I’m just gonna post them out of order and give a description of where they are at in the timeline at the top (they’re in bold). I don’t know if I’ll continue writing this but this makes it easier to just post the different parts I’ve already written  that are in the past and in the future without having to explain why I threw that in there.

Y/N and J have already found out she’s pregnant with triplets. J did not want them at all at first and told her she could stay if they were her responsibility. He’s slowly coming around, but he’ll keep having those mood swings where he wants them one minute and not the next.

“Have you seen Frost?”  J threw something at Y/N when she didn’t answer. Y/N looked up from her book to find J with a towel hanging dangerously low off of his hips. He was oblivious to her gawking at him, his eyes darting around his house in search of his henchman.

“Oh my god, J.” She breathily moaned and dropped her book. He gave her a confused look as she came closer and eventually tackled him to the ground. She had to lean over her belly to find his lips. His eyebrows went up when her hand desperately tried to yank the towel off.

“Baby, I have to work.” He tried to get out in between kisses but she was relentless. He noticed her sex drive has kicked up lately, and he loved teasing her. Verbally and physically.

Placing both hands on the side of her head, he pushed her face back from his.

“I have to work.” Her brows furrowed and she pouted.

“That’s never stopped us before.” No, but it’s stopped you. She gave a defeated sigh and sat back on his lap, having no clue how much he really wanted her. He caressed her sides when he saw her tearing up.

“Okay. I’m sorry. I understand.” She made a move to get up but he held her in place.

“Aw, baby, c’mere.” He pulled her to his chest as she sobbed, not understanding her raging hormones.

“Am I fat?” She mumbled into his chest. He laughed, and she hit him on the chest. “S’not funny.”

“Oh, baby, you’re beautiful.”  She sat up and sniffed. Her hand timidly went to the towel and gave it a tug.

“Please?” He gave her his biggest smile and shook his head, causing her to collapse into his chest sobbing once more. He patted her on the back, trying to soothe her.

“You can’t have everything you want, baby. But I’ll tell you what” He grabbed her chin and made her focus on his lips. “You be a good girl today and we’ll do whatever you want when we get home.” Her eyes lit up, and soon she had a smile to match his


Y/N continued to stare at J the whole meeting. She never once took her eyes off of him, imagining what he would do to her once they got home.

“You’re having a baby, man. That’s great.” The younger business man stated, trying to get on J’s good side. He looked at Y/N, who was transfixed with J.

“She, uh, she really loves you.” J stared the younger man down.

“She’s deaf.”

“Oh! Oh man, I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry for what? Is there something wrong with being deaf?”

“No! No, no, not at all-”

“Are you saying she’s not perfect?”

“No, sir, she’s amazing, I just meant that’s unfortunate-”

“So you’re saying you want her? Because she’s perfect?”

“No, man, she’s all yours. I just meant-” J’s breathing was heavy, and Y/N rubbed little circles on his arm to try and calm him. He got up, and Y/N grabbed his arm, always the one to stop him from killing someone. He turned to her with a glare so cold it made her let go.

“What did I tell you?” She seemed to deflate and put her head down in an attempt to cover her tears. He turned back to the man.

“I’m gonna let you live, because I’ve upset my girl enough already. If you mention her, talk to her, look at her, even think about her, I’ll kill you.” The man gave a shaky nod. Y/N relaxed when she looked up to find the man not dead.


She ignored J all the way home, and he loved it when she was angry. When they parked, he jumped out of the car and practically pulled her out. She took her time getting to the door, and he was ready to tear her clothes off right there.

“Baby, hurry up!”


Y/N sighed with content as she laid against J’s chest.

“You’ve been a little sex-a-thon lately, not that I’m complaining.” J turns her head up to look at him. She’s been keeping him going so much that he can’t wait for these kids to pop out. He wouldn’t tell her that he loved how loud she was, even though anyone could hear them in the house, because he knew she would stop.

“I love you.”  She looked up to see if he would say it back. He pressed his lips to her head in response, and she was a little disappointed.

“We should think about names.” Y/N trailed her hand down his chest, going lower and lower until he rolled his eyes and grabbed it. “Jesus, doll, give me a minute.”

She pouted, and climbed on top of him. He rested an arm on his forehead as he took in the view. Her belly was pressed against his, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of something else.

“Your breasts are bigger.” She rolled her eyes.

“Are you ready?”

“For what?”

“Round 2.” J groaned and rolled his eyes. “Please?” She pouted and kissed his cheeks.

“Hmmmm, no.”

“But J! You promised.”

“Did I?” His eyes became fixated with her chest once more, blocking out everything she said.


“Not yet.”



“Fine. I’ll go find Frosty then.” They both knew she was teasing, but J grabbed her anyway and pulled her down on the bed, making her back bounce on the mattress.

“Now if you’re done with your little show, we should think about names.” Her hand went down again. He rolled his eyes and reached into his nightstand, pulling out a pair of handcuffs and cuffing her hands to the headboard.


“Maybe that’ll get your attention, you pervert. Eyes front.” He tapped her chin and her eyes met his lips, pouting about her condition.

“Please, daddy?”

“Oh, no. Don’t you ‘daddy’ me.”

“Please, daddy? Pretty, pretty, pretty, please?” J groaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“No, stop that.”


“I’ll spank you.” J warned, trying to fend off her verbal groping. “I will spank that ass raw.”

“Oh, please, daddy. I deserve it.” She moaned and giggled as he rolled his eyes, climbing on top of her.


Y/N smirked against J’s chest, while he angrily pouted above her.

“So…. round three?”

She squealed as he smacked her butt. J sighed, looking at how big her stomach was.

‘Three kids. Damn.” Y/N noticed him saying something and nudged him. “We’re gonna have three brats running around.”

“That’s not that bad. At least it’s not four or eight.”

“Yeah, I looked up what was the most kids had at one time. Eight.”

“Damn.” J said, thinking about it. “I’d kill you.” He meant it, or at least he hoped he did. It bothered him that he sounded so unconvincing. “God, I hate you.”


“Nothing. Round three.” He relented, needing to get his mind off of the kids.

Why were the girls in the seventeen music video only there for 0.7 seconds each?

Here I am thinking we’re going to get character development from some of the members but they disappear into the horizon with the hopes of performance units dance break.

If they were going to put the two girls in there they should have kept them throughout the rest of the music video, here I am thinking I’m going to fall in love with them like aju nice girl (btw her name is Lee Haein and she’s in this drama wit Joy from red velvet and lee hyunwoo and I’m seowon called the liar and the lover and she falls in love with the guy from UNIQ, so go check it out because she deserves more attention) yet they aren’t shown again.

Here I am thinking that all the members were going to get a counterpart because of the twitter ad for thirteen girls?? Pledis is an unpredictable bitch as per usual.


Jeonghan and Jun are in relationships and they didn’t want to reveal it so they subtly inserted them in a music video where we couldn’t even see their faces???. You know what , it’s been a long night and I’m listening to the album and MY I just came on and I’m just like 0.0 so bye guys

Okay I’m gonna talk for a bit about how much this line broke my heart. Every time we get a glimpse of Carmilla’s backstory, it gets clearer how lonely she’s been for the past three centuries. We learned in the first act that her father was never proud of her in the way Sherman is proud of Laura; he hardly paid attention to her until she was old enough to be married off to some noble guy (a.k.a. Vordenburg’s ancestor). And then here we see Mattie quoting young Carmilla. She goes to this ball hoping to find a friend for once in her life and gets murdered at the tender age of eighteen.

As a vampire, she finally gets someone to pay attention to her, but it’s the Dean, who uses her and takes away everything she loves. Ell is taken from her. Her freedom is taken from her. She gets locked in a coffin for decades.

Then Laura comes along, and everything starts to happen all over again. She’s supposed to take Laura to her mother, but she doesn’t. Why? Because Laura believes that everyone—even Carmilla, who has done horrible things for three-hundred years—deserves better. Laura sees something good in her, which is more than anyone’s ever seen in her for her entire life. But for the better part of it, Carmilla assumes Laura is using her to make her feel better, just like everybody else has.

And that’s why Laura saying “I love you” is so important—it’s probably the first time someone has ever said it to her and meant it. So if anyone needs me, I’ll be over in the corner crying about this.
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(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement

An arranged marriage AU.

Paring: OT7.
Genre: fluff, angst, a lot of suggestive parts and eventual smut.
Word count: 6 912 -ish
Author’s note: Surprise!! :DD bet yall didnt see this coming hmm. okay but im really nervous about this one.

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“But mom, I’m not going to live with a bunch of strangers-!”

“I had the maids pack your things last night, your bags are outside.”


Cliche is underrated.

Especially when you just got kicked out of your own house by your ever so loving parents to stay with seven boys you’ve only heard notorious things about.

Oh, and you’re supposed to pick one to marry by the end of next month.

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I learned to do gifs and made myself sad

He’s talking about how Ladybug is busy (WITHOUT HIM) and tells Marinette she gets to be Ladybug.  Then, dings his bell.  Like LB does when she flirts/compliments him.

Mari, give that boy the love and attention he deserves!  Look at his face!  His flirts say he’s fine, but his face says he’s not!

Also, can we talk about the split second Chat Noir became a bobblehead?

anonymous asked:

Jamie had many talents and interests. What would he be nerdy about in the modern world? How would Claire find out and what does she think?

We Live For Love

Four o’clock found them at a social club in Little Italy. One of the owners also happened to be Claire’s landlord – Jamie had been skeptical when she’d approached the door, but as soon as they entered she’d been welcomed like one of the family.

So now they sat in the back of the main room, watching a group of middle-aged men play cards and smoke cigarettes and speak occasionally to one of the constant stream of younger men who passed through the door, wanting to have a word or lay a fat envelope on the table.

“Good day today,” Jamie said after a while, idly swirling the dregs of his Jack Daniels in the small glass.

Claire sat beside him, so that together they faced the room. She didn’t speak, but he knew she had heard him.

“I knew it would be hard,” she replied after a while. “But after today, I realize just how much I don’t know.”

“That’s OK. You’re new at this. You’re not expected to know everything right away.”

“But if I want to be successful, Jamie – I *have* to know it right away.” She finished her vodka soda and turned to face him, eyes bright with a heady mix of anxiety and alcohol. “I don’t want to be a novelty act – I want to be respected. I want to be admired. I want people to look past the fact that I wear a skirt and see me for who I am.”

Her eyes watered – he couldn’t tell if it was from feeling or from the drinks. Desperately he wanted to reassure her – but she wasn’t a woman to be reassured. She needed to hear the truth, and as often as possible.

“It’ll be damn hard, Claire.” He held her gaze, trying to give her strength. “There aren’t many women like you – Debbie Harry, sure, and Chrissie Hynde. Maybe Patti Smith. But nobody’s doing what you want to. You won’t fit into anyone’s box.”

“I don’t want to,” she whispered. “I never have.”

Had she been any other woman – or girl – he would have laid his hand on top of hers.

But Claire Beauchamp was different. She deserved more. She deserved better.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered. “Do you trust me to help you in whatever way I can?”

“You haven’t steered me wrong yet,” she half-smiled. “And you helped me find my voice. I’ve been looking for it ever since I decided to do this – I knew it was in me, somewhere. But I couldn’t ever really find it.”

Sensing an opening, he waved to get the bartender’s attention, gesturing for another round.

“How long have you been working at this?”

She picked up two peanuts from the dish between them, waiting for their glasses to be cleared away and fresh drinks set on the sticky vinyl tablecloth.

“About a year now. Ever since I decided to divorce my husband.”

Well then. She had opened the door – but he didn’t want to step through it.

Respecting her.

“I’m sorry.” He took a sip of bourbon. “That it didn’t work out with him, I mean.”

“I’m not.” She squeezed the lime wedge into her vodka soda and stirred it with the paper straw. “I married him when I was nineteen. We argued for most of the seven years before I decided it was over. I sang in the church choir, and then in some small clubs. He didn’t like it. I had bigger dreams than he wanted me to have.”

So she was twenty seven. And here he was at twenty three – giving *her* advice.

How to respond when someone tells you something so private? Better to play it safe.

“Why rock music?”

She looked down at the glass held between her hands. “Why not? I’ve already walked away from everything. What do I have to lose?”

The card table exploded in laughter.

Jamie nudged her knee under the table, and waited for her to look up at him.

“What do you want, Claire? What would make you happy?”

She thought a long, long time before answering.

“To prove to myself that I can do it. That I have what it takes. And I’ll never let anyone else tell me what to do, ever again.”

He lifted his glass to softly clink against hers.

“Then I’ll do whatever I can to make that happen, Claire.”

And then she smiled – and his heart stuttered.

“And what about you, Jamie Fraser?” she asked, tipping back her glass. “What would make you happy?”

“To be recognized as a songwriter, not just a guitar player. I can manage things – not just work as a hired hand.”

“I don’t see you as a hired hand,” she said softly. Almost to herself.

“I’m very glad of it, Claire,” he replied, just as softly. Then stood. “Come on. We’ve got a big day tomorrow. May I walk you home?”

Somewhere in the quiet, dark hours of the night, when Jamie stared up at the paint peeling from his ceiling and listened to Ian’s snores across the room and the bum rifling through the bottles on the street below – the melody sprang, fully formed, into his mind.

He tore off his sheets like a madman, dashed to the bathroom, flipped on the light, and hastily scribbled in the small spiral notebook he kept under his pillow.

Yes – a good, solid chord progression. Rhythm guitars supporting a strong solo guitar, deeper notes allowing a beautiful soprano voice to just float to the top of the composition.

Intro – then verse – and soaring chorus – then another verse, another chorus. Then a bridge, and the chorus. Then a fade out.

He sat back on the closed lid of the toilet, finger tracing the chords on the page. Yes – this would be perfect.

The lyrics would come later. But for now, he had a song. A song for her.

Murtagh FitzGibbons arrived at the Bowery rehearsal space around eleven the next morning, not quite sure what to expect from his musical experiment.

After a ten-minute set comprised of three covers – Blondie, Mellencamp, and AC/DC’s “Highway to Hell” – it was clear that Claire Beauchamp had found her voice as a bona fide rock and roll singer.

It was time to call up Joe Abernathy at Chrysalis Records.

Ok so i know many people have already said this but imma say it again cause im feeling salty. Why did they make pearl the one whos good at everything and white and skinny? Shes a great singer, dancer, builder, fighter, artist, and is painted as sophisticated and intelligent (arguably the most out of all the cgs), and on top of that, shes the femme, white, skinny one. And she never seems to fully understand the consequences of her actions or apologise. Its like the crewniverse wanted to make her a flawless, perfect being who has the right to be immeduatly forgiven, so questions asked, as soon as she starts crying (in a manipulative as shit way also) about how “worthless” and gay she is for rose. It just pisses me off so much that shes pretty much painted as perfect in every way and gets so much more screen time and attention than any of the other gems (who really deserve it more than pearl, lets be honest here). Anyway sorry for the crappy phrasing im just angry