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End of the Day - Made in the A.M. series

Originally posted by thestylesgifs

Requests: 1.  Jealous harry or harry giving you the silent treatment or maybe a combination. 2.  (This might get a little much) can you do a Harry imagine where the reader is an actress on riverdale. Harry and a few of his friends are invited to the premiere where afterwards he meets the reader and he tells her how much he liked her character (or whatever you’d like) and they end up dating.

Pairing: Harry x Riverdale actress!reader

Warnings: drinking, vomiting, jealousy?

A/N: um lol if anyone wants to go absolutely ballistic with me over the start of Harry’s tour and how amazing it is already, feel free to message me



Being cast in Riverdale was proving itself more and more everyday to be the best thing that ever happened to you.

Not only did your career get a major kickstart when the show skyrocketed when it first aired last year, but because of the show, you were now standing face to face with the most beautiful boy you had ever seen. It was the season two premiere party and your eyes had nearly popped out of your head when you saw Harry Styles enter the room. So by the time you realised he was walking straight towards you, you nearly fainted.

It was well known among the cast and crew you had grown so close to that you had a massive celebrity crush on Harry, so it was no surprise to you that they had all kept his attendance to this party secret in an attempt to shock you. And shock you they did.

Moments before he arrived in front of you, you regained enough sense to close your mouth and stand straighter, you didn’t want to look like a complete basket case. You just hoped the massive smile that had broken out across your face made you look attractive, not like a freak.

“Hi, I’m Harry,” he greeted you with a toothy grin. I know, you thought. “Y/N,” you returned, extending your arm out so he could shake it. As he shook your hand firmly you begged yourself not to think about how much you loved the feel of the callouses on his hands from countless hours of guitar playing. You quickly pulled your hand away, despite wanting to linger there.

“Look, I just wanted to say that I’ve seen the show and I’m a massive fan of yours. You’re obviously going to have an amazing career and I can’t wait to see what you do next,” he leaned towards you as he spoke so he could be heard over the noise of the party. You were so distracted by the intoxicating scent of his cologne that it took you a moment to process his compliment.

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Okay, but why didn’t Moana win anything????? It’s a cinematic masterpiece that perfectly captures Polynesian culture, something that isn’t seen in mainstream media. It’s songs held meaning and we’re powerful, especially ‘How Far I’ll Go’, you can honestly hear Auli'i pour her heart into it. How the shits did 'City of Stars’ beat Moana?? The song itself was bland. It’s like what, a 5 note chord progression, and the lyrics talk about making it in Hollywood show business? I can see how that’s relatable to struggling actors, but that’s about it. 'How Far I’ll Go’ was Moana dealing with the image being that perfect daughter, something that was expected out of her by her parents and her community, she goes on in the song to question why she’s supposed to fit this mold that’s been cast for her, and shedding light on what she feels drawn to and passionate about. HOW DOES THIS:
“City of stars
Just one thing everybody wants
There in the bars
And through the smokescreen of the crowded restaurants”
WIN OVER THIS:
“I can lead with pride, I can make us strong
I’ll be satisfied if I play along
But the voice inside sings a different song
What is wrong with me?

HOW.
I’m so fucking heated over this, and if anyone wants to disagree with me go right ahead. Disagree but I’m not listening and I don’t give a flying fucking shit.

**sidenote, dont get me wrong I loved la la land, but I still feel like Moana did better when it came down to song

Shameless Manorian fluff

Anon said: Can we get a cute Manorian ice cream date? 😃💜🍦

[A Very Manorian Ice Cream Date]

Manon Blackbeak stared and stared at Dorian Havilliard. “You’ve never had ice cream? Like, never never?”

He shook his head. She smiled, looping her arm in his and leading him into the ice cream parlor. He didn’t have the heart to tell her he was lactose intolerant.

Ten minutes later, they were walking down the street, back toward the apartment complex they both lived in. He’d gotten the smallest size available and had them pack on cookie chunks and all kinds of shit to bury the ice cream. And give him something to eat before he found an innocent way to drop the vomit inducing concoction on the ground.

“Can I taste yours?” she asked.

God, yes. “Of course.” Dorian made sure he got a spoonful of actual ice cream and held it out for her. She stared at him while she wrapped her lips around it, and he instantly wondered what it might be like if she wrapped those lips around other things. Other very specific things.

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PJO - Voluntary Madness

@percyyoulittleshit prompted: Annabeth(P)4 + Percabeth? (too drunk after a night out) for this meme. Which worked out, because we all have that one drunk friend that we have to corral when they get too drunk? Guess how I spent my Labor Day weekend? (At least I got a good story out of it.)

In case it’s not obvious, this story features characters drinking until they are drunk. Everyone is aged up appropriately, but if this isn’t your cuppa feel free to move on.

Title: Voluntary Madness (AO3 Mirror)

Summary: Percy and Jason attempt to escort the girls home after an evening out takes a turn for the drunk.

Drunkenness is nothing but voluntary madness. (Seneca the Younger)

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Secret Love

Summary: Reader becomes part of the team on The Waverider and has a secret relationship with Leonard Snart which is revealed after she is kidnapped on a mission. 

Pairing: Leonard Snart x Reader

Word Count: 1,403

Warnings: None I believe (maybe a few swears)

A/N: This is my first ever fan fiction, so I am a bit nervous about it but please send me feed back! Thank you for reading! :)

Originally posted by maxine-kiy900

Becoming a part of the team on The Waverider scared you. You had just learned about your powers and were still learning how to use them. You found out that you had the power to read auras and apparently Captain Rip Hunter thought that would be helpful on his mission. Other than the fact that you had never been on a mission before, you were afraid because you were going on this mission with two known criminals, an assassin, two men that could combine into a burning man, two people that were basically hawk gods, and a man from 150 years in the future. The only person that didn’t freak you out was Ray so you tried to stay near him until you realized how excited he was about this mission. He wasn’t helping your anxiety with all of his talk about saving the world and becoming a legend.

It came as a big surprise when Leonard Snart a.k.a. Captain Cold, a wanted criminal came over to talk to you after everyone else had left. You had been standing there basically in shock when the others has left.

“What’s going through that pretty little head of yours, sweetheart?” he smirked.

“Well there is the fact that I am just a therapist who happened to get these powers after the particle accelerator exploded and now I’m apparently supposed to become part of a superhero team that is trying to save the world. It’s a bit much to take in.” you rambled.

Leonard laughed “Well how about we start with getting you off this roof top?”

Leonard walked you home that night making sure that you got to your apartment safe and ever since then he always seem to be close by. Whenever you needed to talk because you were overwhelmed he was there and it made it easier to adjust to being part of the team. After missions you would find things like chocolate or a flower on your bed. Leonard knew that the missions exhausted you both physically and mentally and he always did something to brighten your day.

The rest of your team didn’t seem to see that you and Leonard were getting closer. Especially since Sara and Kendra kept trying to get you to date Ray. They thought you would make a cute couple since the two of you were such kind and caring people. You would just nod your head and smile whenever they would bring it up but in your head all you could think about was Leonard.

One night you were sitting in your bedroom reading a book when Leonard knocked on your door.

“I have something I want to give to you.” He said handing you a small box.

You gave him a slightly suspicious look, wondering if he had stolen something for you again but not wanting to actually ask him.

“Don’t worry I didn’t steal it, I am a man of my word.” He said smiling at you.

You opened the box and it held a beautiful white gold necklace with a small diamond pendant.

“This is beautiful Lenny!” you gasped

Leonard sat down next to you and placed the necklace around your neck.

“It belonged to my mother. It was the only thing I kept from my childhood. In all honestly because I thought I could pawn it off, but I just couldn’t part with it.” He explained.

You leaned into his chest and looked up at him. You had never seen such a serious and hopeful look on his face before.

“I love it Leonard, thank you so much!” you said softly, praying that this meant what you thought it did.

He leaned closer to you, looking you in the eyes as if to ask permission before he kissed you. The kiss was soft at first but when you started to kiss him back, he placed his hand on your cheek and kissed you deeper.

That had been 3 months ago. You both decided to keep your relationship a secret. Leonard said it was “None of anyone’s damn business.” And you didn’t feel like listening to the girls tell you all the reasons they thought you would be better with Ray.  You also thought that it was pretty exciting to have a secret relationship.  Leonard would find you walking down an empty hallway, push you up against the wall and you would amazing makeout sessions. Other times you would slip him a note telling him to meet you in your room. You loved hiding around the corner and listening to the excuses that he made up because most of the time they would be ridiculous but no one ever noticed.

Usually Rip would let you stay on the ship unless the whole team was going on the mission. He knew that you hated fighting and were not very good at lying. Leonard had taught you had to use his cold gun as well as normal guns and Sara had taught you how to fight but you hated doing it. So, it surprised you when Rip asked you to come on a mission with him, Ray, Kendra, and Jax.  The mission was going fine until one of Savage’s soldiers came out of nowhere and punched Ray in the face. You had been trailing behind the others because Rip only really needed you at certain points and you didn’t want to get in the way. Unfortunately that left you open for one of the soldier to grab you from behind, covering your mouth before you could even scream and you felt yourself passing out.

When you woke up you were in an empty room. You felt very groggy from the drugs but you forced yourself to stand up and look around. There was nothing in the room except a chair and some trash. You went over to the door and it was unlocked, so you slowly opened it, hoping that there was no one outside. Unfortunately there was a guard who started to come towards you and you silently thanked Sara for teaching you how to fight. As much as you hated violence you knew that sometimes it was necessary.  He got a few hits in but you were able to hold him off long enough to grab a pipe to hit him over the head with. Once he was knocked out you took his gun and keys, then headed towards the door. You could hear Savage talking to guards down the hall so you moved as quickly and as silently as you could. You were about to go over and figure out which car the keys belonged to when you realized it would probably be safer not to since turning on the car would draw attention to you. So, you headed towards the woods in the direction of where The Waverider was.

Back on The Waverider everyone was fighting. They let the rest of the team know that they had lost you and Leonard was pissed.

“I don’t care what the hell you have to say Rip! I am going to go get her, if anyone wants to join me go right ahead.” Leonard yelled grabbing his Cold Gun. Mick following behind him.

“Snart I really advise against that. It is fair to dangerous right now!” Rip yelled back

“Do I look like I care?” Leonard snapped.

You walked into the room as Leonard and Mick turned to walk out. As soon as he saw you his eyes widened and he rushed over to you. He looked you up and down checking for injuries, briefly pausing at the bruise on your jaw, then he pulled you to him. His lips connected with yours instantly. You could feel all his tension melting away and as he pulled back you could see the relief in his eyes.

“I love you so damn much Y/N, don’t ever do that to me again!”

You were about to respond when you were interrupted by the team.

“Uh someone want to fill us in?” Sara said

“Yeah are you two together and how long has this been going on?” Jax asked

The rest of the group stared at you with shocked expressions (except Mick, you knew Leonard had already told him). You looked over at Leonard and he winked at you.

“None of your damn business.” He smirked putting his arm around your shoulder and pulled you towards your room.

Real Budoblr Talk, you guys.

I’ve been doing martial arts for close to a year, and I know I have sporadically made posts for just as long. You’ve probably heard me rave about it and crack jokes, like “I do it because I want to be tiny and terrifying,” or “I’m three ounces of whoop-ass!” What can I say? I fell in love with all of it quick and I haven’t looked back… But today, after class, we started talking about circumstances where girls would need to protect themselves and I remembered why I started training. I’m going to jump on a soap box and tell you why I wanted to start martial arts, what I’ve experienced since, and what the deal is.

So, I’m a small girl in marital arts. I wanted to practice some form of self-defense years before I started because I’m a tiny-as-hell woman and I have had too many, too scary close calls where I could have been beat up or worse. Hell, even if I didn’t have experiences of my own that nearly went from “bad” to “WORSE,” the city I love is still an epicenter for human trafficking and the area I live in has been getting dangerous. I won’t even go into how MOST sexual assaults are done by people that know the victim personally because we’d all get bummed out… But yeah. I don’t think the world has gone to shit, but there are a lot of scary things that we all need to be aware of.

The second I could, I joined a dojo that teaches martial arts that are more practical for combat or self-defense. When I started, my instructors and a lot of the other students noted why I would need it. My instructors and training partners will often give me instruction that helps ME with my size. A few of them don’t fool around when they remind me of situations where I’ll really need what I learn. I’m always being told by new guys that I train with they’re glad to see girls train in self-defense. They make me feel like I have the right to be there, and I’m always super grateful that they willingly train with me and teach me. That, and I made some awesome friends since I joined, so that’s cool. <3

I joke a lot about the bruises that I get in class (and I even show them off) because this form of martial arts can be harsh. There’s a lot of pain involved, but I’d never want anyone to go easy on me when we’re training because someone out there that would want to hurt me would laugh at the idea of “going easy.” People can be really depraved, and I wouldn’t want to “go easy” on anyone who thought so little of my well-being that they’d use, abuse, or murder me.

I don’t like to think about the situations where I’d have to use what I’ve been learning. I’m not naïve enough to think that I’m guaranteed to kick *anyone’s* ass who wants to fuck with me. I remind myself all the time that I need to learn so much more because I’ve only just started. I will say that I have looked at all the things considered and I have decided that I need martial arts as much as I want it. I’ll be sticking with it for as long as people will train with me, and I want to train for many, many years. Expect me to bug ALL OF YOU about it for as long as you will know me.

If you’re reading this Budoblr post and ever considered going to self-defense workshops, sign up for a weekly class so you can stay in practice. If you have a female friend/family member/gal-pal that you’d want to protect, tell them to sign up or buy them a membership. I will always bug everyone to pick it up, and I won’t even bug you by telling you that you must go to one specific place to train (but I will 100% recommend my dojo to everyone on my list because they rock. You know, JUST SAYING).

Thanks for reading this far and for putting up with me when I geek out about getting punched in the nose or kneed in the knee. Martial arts makes me feel like I can be big and powerful, and I’ll never go back to being “just a small girl” ever again.

OKAY I LOVE ALL THE CUTE BATJOKES FANART I REALLY DO I APPRECIATE IT AND I KNOW MOST JOKERS ARE LANKY AND THIN AND PROBABLY NEED TO EAT MORE FUCKING FOOD
H O W E V E R
Lego Batjokes is different. In the movie Joker literally 100% canonly says that he’s a bit “pudgy.” You’re free. You can draw him with some tum-tum.
I get it if it doesn’t fit your style or headcanon, I do, it’s chill. But I neeeeed this. So.
I’m making my own Pudgy-Joker Batjokes Fanart™ and anyone who wants to join me, go for it. I’ll be posting it to my art blog and reblogging it to my Batjokes sideblog. Found @nana-nana-nana-nana-batjokes .

anonymous asked:

can you explain the situation with that dameien user? What are they upset for?? I can't find any reason to why they are mad at you

this is gonna sound like an exaggeration of the situation but i promise it’s not. It’s pretty long so i’ll explain it to you undercut + links and screenshots.

I kind of would appreciate this being reblogged because this person’s behavior went from obnoxious to straight up dangerous and i don’t want anyone to go through what me and a friend went through.

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kickthepj themed ask list!

kickthepj week is coming to an end and im really sad about it i’ve seen a lot of asks before but i haven’t seen any of pj so here’s a list of every question i could squeeze out of my brain box (also feel free to send me one ;) )

kickthepj: what are you most known for? your trademark?

pjthekick: do you have any ideas or concepts that you haven’t gone through with (yet)? any ideas that came out and didn’t think worthy to present formally?

pj liguori: what kind of “maker” are you?

peej: how did you earn your favorite (or least favorite) nickname?

PJ’s favorite’s playlist: what’s your favorite video lol

fuzzwald: what are five things/traits annoy you the most in other people?

forever train: what things do you want to last forever? what things do you wish to stop?

oscar’s hotel: favorite kickthepj character and why?

HAIR AND BRIMSTONE: have you ever had a bad haircut? what did it look like?

bloom: what do you find beautiful? what makes it beautiful?

wiggles the clown: what is your type of humor? your favorite joke? what makes you laugh the hardest?

MODERN ART: what is art to you? what’s the difference between art and not art? what’s your favorite work of art?

PJ, PLANET KID: if you could travel anywhere in the universe, where would you go and why? 

JETPACK BACKPACK: what is the best thing you’ve ever purchased? what is the worst thing you’ve ever purchased?

Slurp: what is your favorite type of beverage? why? 

bug in a rug: what have you spent the most on; time-wise, money-wise, or effort-wise?

the “strange” series: what’s the weirdest ways you’ve procrastinated? do you still do that?

the “lullaby” series: when was the latest you stayed up? why? what made you go sleep?

FANTASTIC MONSTER TAG: what kind of fantastic monsters live around you? what are their good sides and what are their bad sides?

THINGS I ALMOST SAID ON TWITTER: if you have any drafts on social media, what are some weird things that are in your drafts? if not, what are some weird things you’ve thought of but never said out loud? 

the “sea” saga: where do you love to go to the most? what does it do for you and why? 

WRITER’S BLOCK: what do you do to get your creative power back? how do you solve the writer’s block? 

Party Nightmare: what’s the worst party experience you’ve had? the best? 

feel free to add on if you feel like i missed anything!

The Four First Dates of Hanschen Rilow

One. Bobby Maler.

Hanschen could hardly call it a date. It was pretty far from that. No, it was more of a hook up. Something quiet and filthy behind a bar which he had already forgotten the name of before piling into a cab and rushing to Hanschen’s studio apartment. The entire time their mouths. connected in the back seat in between rough touches.

The rest is a blur of skin and teeth and lips and far too much contact. And when Hanschen had awakened, covered in hickeys and scratches and memories, he had noticed the bed beside him empty.

But, the post-it note on his fridge read off “Bobby” in neat, clean cut, wavy penmanship. Along with a phone number.

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Coffee Shop Rescue III

Paring: Pater Parker x (Female) Reader

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 1520

Summary: You wake up the morning after the attempted mugging and plan on doing nothing, then you remember that you’re supposed to go out.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 4


Saturday morning you woke up and stared at your ceiling, arms behind your head, under your pillow, sheets pushed down to your waist. You were wide awake, watching how the sun coming in around the edges of your curtains created patterns on the ceiling as the light reflected off the mirror. The gauze wrapped around your neck rubbed just enough when you shifted to remind you of the night before, and force the realisation that it wasn’t just a bad dream.

Should I report it to the police? Would I have to testify? Was it worth it?

Throwing the covers the rest of the way off, you got up and shuffled to the bathroom. The blue and teal decor was relaxing, but not enough to quiet your mind.

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bucky writing to his ma during the war and rambling about steve in his letters, answering her arsenal of questions about the two of them like “nah he can keep himself warm now,” “yes we could use more socks” “I’m fine, yes I’m getting enough rest” and “you should see steve, he’s massive.”

also getting steve to do a quick sketch to send so she’ll know they’re ok and together bc of the odds of that were slim and everything bucky is saying sounds so outrageous (tho he makes sure to hold back the grimy stuff like almost dying with steve on purpose)

A Venti Cup of You: Chapter 2

Title: A Venti Cup of You
Chapter: 2/?
Words:
Pairings: Klance
Summary: Mario Kart, Pidge is smart, Lance is a flirt.


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Lance steps to the side to let Keith in.

“Keith!” Pidge yells coming back from her room. “Ready to get your ass kicked in Mario Kart? I hope you don’t mind I brought some friends from uni.”

“Lose? To you? Never.” Keith was flustered and it was obvious. He tries to mask it with mock confidence, but under the gaze of Lance, he can’t quite get it right.

Pidge doesn’t notice because she’s setting up the game with Hunk. Lance definitely notices though and he’s just as nervous as Keith.

“Keith, how long have you know Pidge?” Lance asks trying to break the tension.

“We’ve known each other since we were kids. Our older brothers are friends,” Keith says sitting on Pidge’s couch. Lance follows suit and sits beside him. Keith slightly tenses up. “How long have you known her?”

“About a year. I was a sophomore in uni and she was in my advanced chemistry class. I wouldn’t have passed if it wasn’t for her.” Lance smiles at the memory.

“Who’s ready to lose?” Pidge grins holding up the controls.

“In your dreams, short stack.” Lance grabs a controller and starts selecting his character.

“I don’t know, Lance. She did beat you last time.” Hunk smirks.

“Hunk, buddy, you’re supposed to be on my side.”

Pidge hands Keith a controller and smirks. “These two play dirty, watch your back.”

“So, they aren’t any different from you?” Kieth smirks.

“How dare you, Keith?” Pidge gaps and mocks offense. Keith shrugs.

The group chooses each of their characters and cars.

“What track-”

“RAINBOW ROAD!” Pidge yells cutting Hunk off.

“Pidge, you only chose that one because you’re good at it.” Lance rolls his eyes. Pidge grins and selects the course.

For the third time playing this track, Keith is in the lead with Lance in second surprisingly. Lance throws a blue shell at Keith.

“I swear to God, Lance. If you throw one more blue fucking shell at me.” Keith angrily presses buttons trying to get going again.

Lance laughs and passes Keith’s character. “Well, Keith. If you didn’t keep getting in first place, and winning, I wouldn’t have to.”

Lance is about to cross the finish line when Pidge kicks him from the side.

“OW! Pidge! What the fuck?” Lance yells and drops his controller.

Pidge crosses the finish line first with a whoop, and Hunk finishes in second. They high five and Keith and Lance glare at them.

“That’s payback for you two winning all the time,” Hunk says.

“Whatever, does anyone want to call in pizza?” Lance suggests with a grumble.

“Sure.” Pidge gets up off the couch and walks to her kitchen. She grabs her keys and asks, “does anyone want to go with me to the store?”

“Why are you going to the store?” Keith raises an eyebrow.

“If we’re having a sleepover, we need the kitchen stocked.”

“If we’re having a sleepover, I need to go to my dorm and get clothes.” Hunk stands up and sets his controller on the coffee table in front of him.

“I need to go get clothes, too.” Keith follows Hunk’s motions.

“Lance, don’t you need clothes?” Hunk turns to his best friend.

“Nah, dance was cancelled so I can just wear what’s in my dance bag.” Lance gestures over to his galaxy duffle bag that’s over by the door. “While you three are gone, I’ll order the pizza and I’m going to take a shower.” Lance pulls his phone from his pocket.

The other three nod and walk out the front apartment door together. Lance locks the door behind them. He orders four supreme pizzas as he walks to Pidge’s bathroom. He turns the water on mostly hot and steps in while putting his music of shuffle.

Lance sings loudly to the tunes of Shakira, Beyoncé and finally Marina and the Diamonds as he gets out the shower. He wraps a towel around his hips still listening to the loud music. He exits the bathroom with a cloud of steam and sings.

“I’m miss sugar pink, liquor liquor lips. Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss.”

Lance doesn’t hear knocking on the door as he dances around in just a towel. He does ballet spins with his eyes closed across the wood floor. The door opens and Keith walks in with a sigh and a key in hand.

“…I’m going to be your bubblegum bitch.” Lance accidentally spins into Keith’s arms. Lance’s eyes shoot open to see Keith staring back at him with wide eyes. Keith is blushing and so is Lance, but a smirk works it’s way onto Lance’s face. Lance presses closer into Keith, pinning him against the wall.

“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” Lance smirks as Keith stutters beneath him with his face a dark red. Lance grins mischievously and grabs his bag from the floor. He turns off his music that had changed to a slow Troye Sivan song, and makes his way back to the bathroom. He makes sure to swing his hips more than usual, though.

Pidge and Hunk walk back in laughing to see Keith on the floor with his face buried in his hands.

“Um, Keith?” Keith snaps up at the sound of Pidge’s voice.

“Yeah?”

“What are you doing?”

“Uh, sitting?”

Pidge sighs and shakes her head.

Lance exits the bathroom in a crop top and leggings when the doorbell rings. Lance rushes to the door and grabs his wallet. He pulls the door open with a smile.

“Uh, your total is 16.72.” The pizza delivery girl stutters out. She looks up and down Lance’s figure.

Lance winks as he hands her 17 dollars, “keep the change.” He smiles, takes the pizzas from her, and closes the door as he turns back to his friends.

Pidge glances from Keith to Lance and her eyes go wide. “Keith! I-uh-I need to talk with you. Privately.”

Hunk and Lance furrow their eyebrows but shrug as they go into the kitchen area to start getting their pizza.

Pidge pulls Keith off the floor and into her bedroom. “Is Lance the guy you were texting me about?”

“How did you figure that out?!” Keith yells defensive.

“Dude shut up, they’re going to hear you. Anyways, I put the clues together. You texted me about a tall boy who was flirty and hot who wouldn’t stop bothering you while you were at work this morning. Well, by the way you were acting when we walked in and I know Lance’s morning routine, it’s obvious I put two and two together. And I’m your best friend, you were bound to tell me his name at some point.” Pidge shrugs.

“Don’t tell him, Pidge.”

“I’m not, I’m not. Now, RACE YOU TO GET PIZZA!” Pidge shoves Keith into a wall and darts out of her room.

“OH FUCK YOU, PIDGE!” Keith yells with a grin on his face.

unpopular opinions
  • i think cas has overstayed his welcome on the show. i loved his character in season 4/5/6, but after that, it began to feel like the writers were only keeping him on the show because they didn’t want to upset the cas/destiel fans. he doesn’t seem to have a place in the story anymore, and it’s like they’re just coming up with random things for him to do to keep him out of the main plot half the time. they should have killed him off after 7x02 “hello cruel world”. 
  • i never saw the appeal with charlie. i wanted to like her, but it felt like after her introduction episode, i just lost interest in her.
  • i hate gabriel. like im not even gonna get into why because i thought?? he shouldn’t?? have been a likable character anyway???? i was genuinely surprised when i joined tumblr and found out ppl actually like that asshole. and dont even get me started on sabriel… if there is one ship in this fandom that doesnt make sense to me, its sabriel. like at no point on the show did they have chemistry, and sam hates gabriel (with good reason). i dont understand it.
  • i HATE claire. they went down the wrong route with the way they reintroduced her character. you know what would have been a cool way to reintroduce her character? after her mom left to search for jimmy and her grandma died (as happened in the show), claire started researching, looking for a way to kill angels. she would get her hands on some holy oil, learn a couple banishing signals, and start tracking down a couple lower-rank angels, which she would then trap and interrogate for information on castiel, the angel who broke her family apart and stole away her father. she’d get herself an angel blade from one of the angels she captured, and, after learning that castiel was with the winchesters, kill her way to cas. personally, i think that would have been a much better way to bring her back.