anyway i just really love this scene

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# she’s so adorable here, bye!

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Tell me goodbye

The only thing on my mind today was Andrew Minyard and his mocking salute.
It’s super shaky, messy, and rough and the quality sucks sooo bad (I’m sincerely sorry for that, I had insane trouble with the size and resizing, it’s super annoying plus tumblr loves to screw the quality) but anyway.
Now I really wanna animate a few scenes from the books (will only take a life time but whatevs, do I have something better to do with my life ? Yes definitely..but do I care? No.). Also, thank you for 200 followers and welcome to the fandom who ever just discovered it!!

  • McQueen’s crash was really fucking brutal like god damn they did such a good job with that scene like I know everyone is all “oh haha he dies” but sitting in the theater watching it happen you just feel paralyzed because holy shit. Anyways, major kudos to Pixar for making that probably my favorite scene in the whole movie because of the beautiful cinematography.
  • Jackson Storm!!! I thought I was gonna hate him, and I did he is a grade A jackass, but just oh man he’s just so fucking cool and sleek and the black and blue coloring is sooo good. Yes I hate him but also I love him. 
  • The colors of all the new gen racers were so great!! They were all so sleek and shiny and cool looking and colorful!
  • At first I didn’t really like Cruz, she kinda bugged me in the overly happy kind of way, but that didn’t remain the case because OH MY GOD I’M SO PROUD OF MY DAUGHTER!!!
  • McQueen doing the warm up exercises to get Cruz to come with him was so great. McQueen is A+ dad material.
  • McQueen mentoring Cruz on the beach without even realizing he’s mentoring her gave me life. 
  • The entire demolition derby. 
  • I was honestly expecting the school bus to be a guy so I was absolutely ecstatic that it ended up being a girl!! Anyways, I love Miss Fritter she’s fantastic and amazing and so badass.
  • Fritter trying to straight up kill McQueen and then later while being interviewed being all exited and saying how she’s always liked McQueen was so cute.
  • “Racing wasn’t the best part of Doc’s life, you were.” 
  • I can’t believe Doc Hudson is a gay icon.
  • I make a post about a week ago predicting that Cruz would race in McQueen’s place AND I WAS RIGHT, I WAS RIGHT, I WAS RIGHT!!!
  • McQueen up on the platform with the headset on coaching Cruz almost broke me I was flipping the fuck out oh my god he was the splitting image of Doc it was amazing.
  • Cruz doing the wall flip trick. I had a fucking conniption fit it was so good it was perfect it was, although a bit predicable, absolutely astounding. 
  • Cruz took Doc’s number. So good. What a way to bring it full circle. 
I Forbid You From Putting A Shirt On! (Tom Holland!Peter Parker x reader)

Hey everyone! Another Peter Parker imagine!! I got this idea while watching Homecoming for the millionth time. Slight spoilers because it’s based on a scene from the movie, but no huge indications of anything really. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy! It’s kinda long, but I put a lot of thought into it. Thanks for all the love you guys have been sending, I’m so glad you guys enjoy my work so much! Don’t forget to send in requests and things to my inbox (I’d love it if you did :) ) I love you guys! Hollanders for the win <3
- Xoxo K
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Warnings: Slight spoilers and making out (which isn’t really a warning, but just in case)

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You had just gotten home from school. Today, was another weird day. Your long time friend, Peter (who you were also crushing on at the moment) was acting so weird lately, and today was no different. He wouldn’t hang out with you like he used to. Everyday after school something would come up and you wouldn’t see each other until school the next day. You missed the way it used to be. You two used to hang out everyday and do homework together, you two used to be inseparable, but as soon as he got that Stark internship, everything changed. Now you sit at your desk, getting ready to do homework… by yourself, the usual for you these days. You spotted the picture on your desk of you and Peter from last Christmas, when you spent the holiday with him and Aunt May. In the photo, you and Peter are wearing ugly sweaters and plush reindeer antler headbands (I LOVE headbands, guys. Animal headbands are the shit), mid laugh. It’s your favorite photo of you two, and you just couldn’t help but think about how cute he was. You were lost in thought when all of a sudden you hear a voice coming from right outside your window. You get up from your desk and walk over to the window to inspect the noise. You pull back the blinds and open the window to see… Spider-Man? “What the hell…” You mumbled under your breath. He didn’t seem to notice your presence because he kept on with his conversation over the phone. “I helped this lady with directions” He said, mask pulled up just far enough for his mouth to be exposed. “She was really nice and bought me a churro.” He held up his hand, referencing to the sweet treat, taking a bite right after. You stood there in shock until he finished his conversation and hung up the phone. That was when you climbed through your window and onto the fire escape, only this time he heard you. As soon as your feet hit the metal on the fire escape, his head whipped around to face you. His mouth hung open. “Y/N?!” He said shocked. You were confused as hell now. “How do you know my name?” You spoke cautiously. It’s in that moment that you hear a soft but frantic voice come from the hero in red and blue. “umm… I don’t. I mean…” His voice cracks slightly as he awkwardly attempts to cover up his mistake. He clears his throat and starts again, this time in a fake lower voice, placing his hands on his hips like a cheesy comic book hero. “Hello miss” He said. You made a sour facial expression at his attempt to cover up. “Umm… okay” You said, weirded out. “Let’s start over…” You reached your arm over, through your open window, and into your desk. You pulled out a letter opener and pointed it at Spider-Man, the unlikely intruder. You slowly walked over to him, never taking your eyes away from him. “A… letter opener…?” He laughed a fake hearty laugh, still trying to pull off the fake deep voice. “Silly citizen.” You narrowed your eyes at him “Okay cut the bullshit” You frowned slightly. “No one says that.” You said, irritated with his “macho” attitude. You threw your letter opener at him in hopes that it would make you look intimidating. It was actually pretty pathetic looking. Your attempt at spearing his arm with it ended up with you just hitting him on the forehead with the handle. His hands immediately left their place on his hips to cover his forehead where your letter opener just hit him. “Ouch.” He started talking normally again. “What the hell?!” He yelled, surprised at your sudden action. “No, what the hell to you!” You yelled back at him. “Why are you stalking me?” He seemed offended by your question. “I am NOT stalking you.” He said, defensively. “Umm… you’re sitting outside my room and you know my name so…” You trailed off, annoyed. “Okay, listen…” He held his breath. “I’m Spider-Man.” He said, letting out the breath he had been holding. You gave him a funny look. “Yeah… I kinda got that…” You said, raised your arms and gesturing to his suit. “Damn it…” He said. “Will you let me take off my mask first?” You held your hands up in defense. “My bad.” He pulled his mask up and your eyes widened at the sight in front of you. “Peter?!” You loudly exclaimed, shocked. “YOU’RE SPI-” Peter jumped and held his hand over your mouth to keep you from talking. “Shhhh. Y/N! Be quiet! You can’t tell anybody!” Peter stage whispered at you. You nodded your head at him and he removed his hand from your mouth. “So… you hang from ceilings and stuff right?” He nodded at you. “Show me” You said, smiling. “Y/N… I don’t know…” You gave Peter a ‘really?’ look. He gave you the same look back. “C'mon! Pleaseeeeee?” You put on your puppy face and your eyes welled with fake tears. Peter’s look softened and he gave in. “Okay fine!” He said finally. “Yay!” You said, excitedly, slightly fangirling. Peter shot a web up at the fire escape above you and held onto it, flipping to be upside down. You stared at him, bewildered, as he hung from the web, smiling over at you. “So what do you think?” He asked you. You smiled and walked over to him. “I think…” You moved your hands to hold the sides of his face. Peter’s expression turned hopeful and his mouth hung open slightly as if he was in a trance. “You,” You said, thumbs brushing along his face. You leaned in to Peter’s lips and kissed him. Peter kissed back as soon as he registered what was going on. The kiss wasn’t too long, but it was passionate. When you pulled away, you continued what you were saying to Peter. “You,” You repeated. “Should get your ass inside.” You started walking towards your window. Peter looked at you in shock, flipping down from his previous position. “Uh… w-what?” He couldn’t believe what was happening. You stopped and turned around to look at him. “Or stay out here in the storm.” Just as Peter looked up at the sky, a crackle of thunder was heard and he could see dark grey clouds rolling in from the distance. “But I prefer you come in here and keep me company.” Peter turned his eyes back to you as you said this. You smiled at him as he picked up his stuff and came inside after you. When you two came through the window, he awkwardly stood by it. You walked out of your room and came back with sweatpants and a t-shirt for Peter to wear. “Here, Peter.” You dropped the t-shirt and sweatpants into his hands. “That suit doesn’t look too comfortable to wear for a long time.” He looked at you. “Thanks, but… where should I change?” He asked. “You can change in here, I’ll just leave.” You told him. He shifted slightly and gave you an “okay” and you exited the room. You went over to the kitchen to look for some snacks for the two of you when you heard Peter actively struggling with what you assumed was his Spider-Man suit. You heard a loud groan of frustration followed by Peter yelling for your help. “Y/N?” You giggled at his defeated tone. “Yeah?” You yelled back, trying not to let him know you were giggling. “Can you help me get my suit off?” You smiled and went back to your room to help Peter. You walked over to Peter and helped him unzip the dang thing. “Thanks.” Peter said, cheeks tinted a light pink. You smiled at him. “No problem.” You blushed slightly at how cute he was. “If you need anything else, just holler.” Just as you were exiting, you turned around to look at Peter just at the moment that his suit came off. You nearly had a heart attack at the sight of Peter’s physique. “Holy shit!” You jumped up in surprise, hand quickly gripping back onto the door knob. Your mouth was gaping and the hand that wasn’t gripping the door knob, was over your heart. Your breath was taken away at the sight of your shirtless best friend turned crush. Peter’s head snapped up to look at you, thinking that something was wrong. “What! What happened?! Is everything okay?” Peter exclaimed in worry. You couldn’t take it anymore. There he was, shirtless in all his glory, and he liked you back. So, what were you waiting for? You ran across the room to where Peter was and thankfully, he caught on. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you jumped, wrapping your arms around his neck and latching your lips onto his. Peter wasn’t prepared for your fast approach, however, and your momentum caused both of you to fall onto your bed (ooh… saucy). Peter pulled away from the kiss, making you frown slightly. “Will you go out with me?” You looked down at Peter, smiling widely. “Yes! Duh! Oh my god!” You giggled. Peter smiled at you. “But…” Peter gave you a skeptical look. “I get to try on your suit.” His look softened and he chuckled slightly. “Okay.” “And I get to meet the Avengers…” You added. Peter’s head snapped towards you. “What? Y/N! What the hell?!” You laughed. “I’m just kidding…” You rolled off of Peter’s chest and he got up from the bed. Peter turned to look back at you as he picked up the t-shirt you gave him. You jumped up from the bed and snatched the shirt from his grip. “No!” Peter was taken aback by your sudden outburst. “I forbid you from putting a shirt on!” He gave you a look. “What? Why?” You shrugged at him. “Because…” You trail off. You continue, smirking. “Those abs are too delicious.” Peter looks shocked now. “And besides… You ditched me for months and didn’t tell me why until now. So I think you owe me this for all my suffering.” Peter’s cheeks tint pink and his lips curve up into a smirk. You smile at him sweetly and plant a kiss on his lips before walking out of the room, dragging your hand along his abs as you walk away from him.

Originally posted by hot-as-f

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The story of the Kubdel pocket watch

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first and last panels/scenes together (not including prologue kk)

(ahhh i cant believe its over, really. when I think about this manhwa i feel nostalgic and bittersweet bc its over, even tho it only began and ended recently!

as soon as i read the last chapter I pulled up these two images side by side and its just so incredible!! look at how they started, and what their relationship became, endured, and grew into!!! also take a look at the development in BBong’s lovely art!!

anyways, I like to imagine that these boys live a warm and golden life together, always supporting each other, full of love!!!!)

one of my favorite jojo scenes will always be when joseph interrupts his own funeral that ending is Iconic and i love it so much

Alright, so I’ll keep this photo op story short and sweet. I absolutely loved the episode “Regarding Dean” this past season (on that note: dear show, please give Jensen more opportunity to challenge himself, he talked with so much joy about that episode today) and especially the bunny moment, so when I stumbled upon this pillow a few weeks back, I couldn’t resist to buy it thinking of using it for my Jensen op. And needless to say, I did use it and I do really love the outcome, though I am not entirely happy with my mouth, but shhhh, just ignore that! ;)

Anyway, so I walk up to Jensen and probably speak wayyyy too fast due to nervousness and he looks at me intently while I try and tell him in ultra speed that “I absolutely loved the episode and the bunny scene and that I wondered if we can take a picture together all cuddly” and he just goes: “DONE!”, smiles at me and pulls me into a hug. The picture is taken and while I go back he smiles once more and I say thank you so much and he says “thank you”. And I’m just thinking what on earth would you need to thank me for? :’) But it was very sweet and probably made me blush quite a bit.

Season 2 Klance and Shallura Analysis

Alrighty so this is another one of those voltron prediction/theory/rant its basically an analysis of some parts of season 2 not all bc that would take me forever but just a few key parts (aka the key to my heart Klance okay bye). So grab a drink because this is an essay folks that I spent way too much time on than I should have. Let’s begin shall(ura) we? (I hate myself)

So I’m gonna start with a very good and very platonic (in my opinion) relationship, which is K//allura. Okay okay, they have so much potential to be bffs its exciting.

First off, I took the whole Galra Keith and Allura tension as a message the creators wanted to convey to the viewers about judging someone merely by their race. Honestly I really love it when tv shows, especially kids shows, integrate bigger ideas like racism into their stories. Its subtle yet satisfying and I really really appreciated this particular scene with Keith and Allura.

Allura is describing her hatred for the Galra which is basically her hatred toward a part of Keith that he can’t even control. He never chose to be Galra, it’s just in his blood. And obviously that hurts him because its a part of who he is:((

Like ugh this is so sweet guys. So as you know from the title of this, I don’t ship K//allura at all, but this scene was very special to me in a much different way than how I feel from a romantic interaction. Like this is a genuine moment between two characters that are haunted by the same group, the Galra. Keith is part Galra, he has a part of the enemy inside of him which is probably causing inner turmoil maybe even self-hatred within him. And Allura as we know hates the Galra for killing her entire civilization. These two have a deep character development from this scene alone. We see that Allura has matured from being bitter toward Keith for being Galra to understanding that a person should not be judged by their blood but who they truly are. Also we see that Keith has accepted the fact that yes he may have a part of the enemy within him, but that does not mean he has to be anything like them. He is also pretty stand-off ish and doesn’t like opening up necessarily. He’d much rather keep to himself (other than Shiro), but he is finally opening up to someone else as well. He forgives Allura immediately despite how offensive her bias opinion was towards him. I just love Keith. 

So these two are super close now or should be? Which is pretty awesome considering… Keith is super close to Shiro too. SO now he’s close to both Shiro and Allura who are both, might I remind you all, much older than would be appropriate for him to have a romantic relationship with. Anywho, this reeks of space parents and an angsty teen.

Which then leads to Shallura and why I believe it is pointing toward canon woot woot love these goobers. Alright so I’m solely focusing on a few scenes in particular where my heart was pounding and my eyes watering and I was clutching my heart while screaming at my computer screen. The feels man the feels. 

I just about swooned at this. Like these underrated moments are what really get me. Like I love the whole Shiro taking Allura’s hand and telling his wife to get some rest, that got me feeling some sort of way. But this scene guys. In the heat of battle, Shiro is concerned for Allura. He’s basically saying “I wish I could be there to take care of her but Coran you have to do it for me.” I cannot guys I cannot.

She could’ve called for anyone else. Was it Keith? NOPE IT WAS SHIRO, PEOPLE!!

Never forget honestly. This is the face of a broken man. I have never seen Shiro more distressed and this pic doesn’t do it justice but when you watch this scene his eyes are glistening like he’s about to cry. The calm, collected leader Shiro is on the verge of tears? omg I can’t. 

Honestly this is my weakness. When a character gets hurt and another character goes ballistic and rages. Like Shiro is so determined to kick ass in this scene and avenge Allura. End me. 

For Shallura, they both have an understanding that they need each other. They are each other’s support especially considering they both are the leaders and are the older ones of the group. They help bear each other’s responsibility which is much different than Klance’s dynamic. For Klance it is much more playful and focused on chemistry. And also because they are younger it is much more naive and afraid. Both Keith and Lance obviously care for each other but they try not to show it especially when the other is present. They are self-conscious and afraid of what the other will think, that the other doesn’t feel the same way. Shiro and Allura, however, both know that they care for each other and they aren’t afraid to express it through calling each other’s name during battle and other small gestures like that.

Which I forgot to mention that everyone is freaking out over a simple hug between Allura and Keith but like have you noticed that both Klance and Shallura have not had a proper hug yet? Ummmm is this a slow burn fic or… Seriously tho, I’ve watched plenty of shows and animes (I’m shameless) to know that usually the canon couple does not have that special hugging and seal-the-deal scenes quite so early in the series because all the anticipation builds up until the perfect scene is created. I swear a tender Klance and Shallura moment is coming I swear. 

Which then leads to my mains, Klance. I just have to admit that one of the many reasons I love these two is because of the fact that Keith and Lance are like my fav characters of all time. And I can relate to both of them at the same time idk. Anyway, back to what’s important: evidence of canon.

So… Do I really need to show these? Like these scenes do not need further analysis it just reeks of dorks-in-love-who-don’t-know-they’re-in-love-with-each-other-and-who-don’t-know-that-the-other-is-in-love-with-them. Man I love Klance. 

So instead let’s over-analyze a few other scenes…

“Babe I thought you would have my back.”

“First you forget the bonding moment now this.”

Look this one is a stretch lol but just look at Keith’s face. When you watch this scene, Keith goes from his signature annoyed and irritated look to a betrayed and frustrated look. Maybe that’s just me, but aside from that, he doesn’t necessarily look pissed off, his face changes from his usual pissy look to something much different. Obviously what Lance says does calm him down enough not to yell back at him, but he also looks frustrated because no one understand him or his secret about his past with the Blade of Mamora and all that good junk at this point. I think it is especially bothering him that he can’t just upfront say what he is hiding, and instead he knows he is looking like a fool in front of them (and especially Lance). 

Body language is important. Keith turns around as not to face them, I think he is hurt because obviously this whole situation is important to him but not even Lance seems to understand him. And I seriously think Keith and Lance have like this weird mutual understanding usually. Like ya they fight I get that, but usually they kinda get what the other is trying to get at I feel, idk maybe thats just me. 

Let’s take a moment to appreciate how blue Lance’s eyes are in this… I love my son…

So like if you look closely at this scene you notice that when Lance is making eye contact with Keith, Keith has his typical “I hate you Lance but really I don’t but I’m gonna pretend like I do” face. But right when Lance looks away Keith actually looks sad and kinda hurt. Out of everyone, he hates that Lance is the one revealing his flaws, and even he knows its true. Lance stop insulting your husband. He’s actually sensitive about what you think of him:(((

Uhhh lowkey I think Keith is just as insecure as Lance is, but he just doesn’t show it… Oh the Klangst!

And another thing we get to see in Season 2 is that Lance is showing ALOT of concern of Keith’s wellbeing which is pretty big if you ask me because season 1 was basically Pining!Keith worried about his boyf. Now we get to see some worried Lance.

Honestly, like I mentioned before, the creators are going for a slow burn. And both Shallura and Klance definitely have their little hints and subtle moments that are very easily missed. But that’s the point. If it’s too obvious then the ending won’t be as powerful, the couples won’t be as special. Also, the development of both of these couples is going slow but very well thought out and I actually appreciate it a lot. I know for a fact K//allura won’t be canon because their interaction is too straight-up(lol) for it to be canon. It could be said as “predictable” but idk I just get a total brotp vibe from them nothing more, plus if they were hinting at canon for them, they wouldn’t have them hug so soon. Also their reactions and facial expressions toward the hugs and touches would be very different. It wasn’t tender like the Bonding Moment™ or the Shallura hand grab™. Facial expressions and reactions are key! Keith looked indifferent when Allura fell into his arms and their hug was sweet yes but it wasn’t hesitant and nervous like a couple who just discovered their feelings for one another would react. It was a hug between two people who recognize their bond. It was a strong bond yes, between two lovers? no I don’t think so. Allura, herself even confirmed how she now viewed the paladins as her family and it just felt to much like a familial bond I couldn’t see anything more to it. If Kallura was to be canon they would have more subtle moments than in-your-face big moments. Little details in the way Keith or Allura would look, or in the background they would be gazing at each other (*cough* like Keith does to Lance *cough*) It’s the little things that count, remember that.

The only ship I was concerned that would be canon was Sh//eith, because they have an obvious bond that is much different than everyone else. But ever since the “Shiro, you’re a bro to me” happened, it basically killed any chance of it happening. Which in my opinion is much better because Klance and Shallura have so much potential and their stories can expand and be written so well. As it is, the creators are doing a really good job at unraveling their stories slowly but just enough as to give the viewers hope which is the goal usually for tv shows. They try to make the shippers suffer sometimes *sigh*. 

Anywho, if you read up to this point thanks for listening to me rambling about space parents and space ranger partners lol! I loved season 2 because it revealed a lot about Keith not only through the obvious backstories and blade of mamora stuff but also through his interactions. And yes Keith is my fav lol. Anyways, I am 99.9% sure Klance and Shallura are gonna be canon but by no means am I saying you shouldn’t ship what you want. You do you, folks. Ship on and enjoy the show!

GOT7 REACTS TO: Having a chic s/o

Anon Asked: Got7 reacts to having a chic/savage S/o?

So you’re asking me to do a reaction of Got7 dating me? - Admin Dayna


Mark

While he’s absolutely immune and unfazed to your generally cold shoulder, he likes to be a little extra and fake hurt just to annoy you a bit. He’d laugh off your harsher words like it’s nothing, but put on an entire theatrical death scene to your tamer, pettier jabs.

Your attitude never really hurts his feelings much. You usually only ever act that way in public anyways. During intimate moments you were warmer and far more affectionate then you put off. 

So for the most part Mark just rolls with it.

Originally posted by ultranicolet

Jaebum

It’s like Jaebum is dating Jaebum. 

The entire relationship’s foundation is saying the exact opposite of what you actually mean or do. He’d tell you “I love you” you tell him to fuck off. You’d ask him to do you a favor and he’d just tell you to get tf up and do it yourself… only for him to get up and do it anyways. 

“You know you’re extremely luck to be dating me, [y/n].”

“You say that because you don’t have to wake up to see your ugly face in the morning.”

“It’s this very attitude why I always leave your ass on read.”

Honestly, people outside of the relationship really don’t understand how you guys are even together.

“Alright, I’m ready to go, Jae.”

“… you can’t stand beside me dressed like that, Jagi. 3 meter radius distance.”

“My foot is about to be 3 meters up your ass.”

Originally posted by wellhell0therenicetomeetyou

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Could you write some more supercorp? Just any supercorp? :) how about a jealousy fic where either kara or lena are jealous? And we could throw in some - I wasn't sure if you were going to assassinate me but I'm glad you didn't because I fell in love with you anyway... I'm really bad at this, sorry :D. I would be happy about any story if you have the time :) :) You are amazing, just like in general. I love your writing, delicately crafted and heart-wrenchingly beautiful!

“what on earth is this? and it must be from earth because this, this in front of me?” kara wiggles her finger slightly, somehow encompassing the entirety of the scene in front of her. “this is some earth bull crud.”

“bull crud?”

“don’t change the topic, lena! what is going on here?”

lena narrows her eyes for a moment, before a small annoyingly smug smile crosses her lips. her really nice lips. kara has to focus on something else. not her lips.

“supergirl, are you jealous?”

“what?”

“you’re jealous i got rescued by the guardian.”

“NO.” kara crosses her arms. to prove it, she turns to james and smiles. “thanks for rescuing her by the way, ja- guardian.” the guardian sets lena carefully on the ground and makes a very purposeful thumbs up before taking off around the corner. kara watches through the wall as he jumps into a van and takes off his helmet. if he’s going to be any kind of hero, kara should probably give him some lessons on disguises. sure she has some issues with secrets but at least she waits until she’s hidden before putting on her kara disguise.

“supergirl?”

“i can take you home, if you want,” kara offers. she doesn’t look right at lena because for some reason her insides are all twisty and uncomfortable. “or to the office.”

“supergirl…” kara folds her arms over her chest. lena sighs. “my office. please.”

normally, she would take her time flying lena anywhere. she likes to show her the city and let lena enjoy flying. today, she just wants to leave.

“is everything okay?” lena asks, and she steps in front of her mirror to pat down her hair. “supergirl?” she calls.

kara can still hear her, and the slight trace of hurt, even from several blocks away.

//

“hi kara, it’s lena. i was just wondering if we were still on for dinner tonight. there’s this new restaurant-”

kara presses the off button on the recording grumpily as she paces her living room. she is supposed to meet lena in, she checks her watch, seven minutes and she’s still not sure whether she’s going to go. she has no good reason not to except that her stomach still feels….weird.

people use that as an excuse all the time though, and it makes her stomach feel worse but she types out a message to lena and sends it.

-be there in five, comes lena’s reply and kara stares down at her phone with slowly dawning horror.

lena is coming to her home, where she is in fact not sick or ill or barely clinging to life as she may have implied in her message.

“i see you meant to join me tonight after all,” she says sweetly from the front door which, yeah, alex may be right in saying she should start locking that. “nice dress.”

“oh, uh, thank you.” kara glances down at the dress and flushes. it was the seventh one she had tried on, she’d been as nervous about this as she had with adam or james or- oh no.

“you don’t look sick,” lena says. “if you wanted to stay in tonight that’s all you had to say.”

“I-”

“unless you didn’t want to hang out at all.” lena rolls her eyes to the ceiling, shakes her head. “i’m sorry, how foolish of me. i’ll go-”

“no, no stay.” kara zips to the door, blocks it with her body. “you can stay.” she thinks she’s misreading the way lena is staring at her: a little bit amazed, a little bit in awe, and smug. mostly smug. which makes very little sense but lena makes everything senseless. or she makes kara senseless. kara doesn’t know which, because she doesn’t have the sense to figure it out.

“thank you. you can stop blocking the way, i know when i’m beaten,” lena says, and she places her handbag on the bench. “shall we order in?”

“yes. but no seafood, right?”

“that’s right.” lena looks surprised. “i’m allergic, how did you know?”

kara frowns. “you mentioned it last time we went out.”

“well now i know if i see any around that it’s no honest mistake but an assassination attempt.”

“why would i try to assassinate you?”

“who needs a reason?” lena laughs. “are you sure you’re feeling up to this? you don’t look very well.”

“i’m fine,” kara tells her. “are you alright? i heard you got saved by the guardian.”

“yeah.” she shrugs. seems to glance sideways to kara but why she would do that kara has no idea. “he was alright but supergirl catches me far more neatly. i have a bruise.”

“a BRUISE?”

“it’s alright, I’ll just make sure to never get into trouble without supergirl in the future.”

“good idea.” kara nods, the knot in her stomach dissolving. “good. yeah. she’s great, you do that.”

(re)read Spectre: 76 by @allofthisnonsenseplease​ and couldn’t help myself but draw something inspired by it 


(…) Jack running through a training simulation, teeth bared in a death’s head snarl, eyes glowing ice blue around their pinpoint pupils, the substance of his body breaking up to flare out behind him like misty wings.

Hello, this is such a wonderful fic with amazing descriptions of what Jack would look like and if I could I would’ve drawn the quoted scene (and more) hahghgsgh I just really love the concept ;;

Besides Spectre Jack kicking ass it also has fantastic smut and ends with fluff.  👌 👌 👌

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here are some really quick sketches from the latest episode of rvb. I just had to celebrate the return of Grif (even though I'm a couple days late)…. man I really loved that episode so much… it had two of my favorite boys! I was so happy!!!!! And man…. Grif it was so nice to see him again! but he sure has had a bad time… Poor guy has finally snapped… someone help him! He deserves better than abandonment and all his self-hatred…

Anyway, I wanted to draw some of my favorite Grif scenes? lines? All I know is I want oodles of noodles and toaster strudels on a shirt right now. Also, the part where Grif feels really bad for failing Caboose and Church makes my heart happy and sad at the same time. I love that he cares so much about Caboose’s feelings and apparently he also feels responsible for Church even though he literally couldn’t have done anything about it…He just feels so responsible for all of his friends even though he doesn't want to show how much he cares (he cares probably more than any of the reds and blues). And man, without any inhibitions Grif is so cute and sweet! He is like Caboose levels of sweet when he says what he really thinks! I love that so much! I loved pretty much everything about this episode I’m so happy!

jugheadsbughead  asked:

Omg!! You know that episode on Riverdale where Betty goes on that date with Trevor and Jughead gets all jelly!!!! what might happen if he went all extra!! I really wanna see a Drabble about itttt

hey love! sorry this took forever!!! Anyways it is here now and I hope you enjoy it. Jughead wasn’t overly extra in this one just because i feel like he’s introverted with his emotions. But anyway it is definitely a drabble and basically the missing scene after the date. :) 


Is this the beginning of our chapter?

Betty found herself letting out a small sigh of relief as her street came into view. It wasn’t that the date had been bad necessarily- Trev was a lovely guy- it had just felt strange. After garnering the information she had desired about Polly and Jason they had proceeded to share some fries and engage in medial chatter. And while it had been pleasant enough Betty found her mind just wasn’t quite focussed on the boy across from her. The conversation although, not bad was rather forced, each sentence disrupted by awkward silences and many apologies and asks for repetitions of questions on her part.

Betty did feel bad about her clear absence of presence throughout the duration of their date, unable to miss the disappointed sheen in Trev’s eyes after the fourth time she had spaced out. He was trying and genuinely nice and there she was falling into her subconscious. Once they had finished their fries rather than order more drinks Trev had offered to walk her home, evidently down trodden. Betty had agreed, having enough to sense to make an excuse about feeling sick and a distracted by the revelation about Polly. Trev had offered her a sympathetic look of understanding and insisted he didn’t mind.

She couldn’t help the flush that had ridden up on her cheeks then, feeling partially thankful it helped to sell her illness excuse, but mostly guilty and embarrassed about her lie. Because the truth was while she was feeling the sting of the truths revealed about her sister, the majority of Betty’s preoccupation had been with a certain raven haired, beanie wearing, and sardonic boy.

Jughead Jones.

Every time the door had chimed she found herself peering over her shoulder hoping to see him. And every time she did not her hope sunk and she instigated a barrage of berating comments at herself. She tried to convince herself it was because he always hung out here, but if she was being honest she knew it was because she had stupidly allowed herself to believe he had been jealous. His biting comments in the Blue and Gold earlier evoking a herd of butterflies to erupt in her stomach and a stupid grin to erupt on her face.  

“Well ah, goodnight,” Trev uttered, shifting his weight from foot to foot as they reached her drive way.

Betty called upon her ‘girl next door’ smile, shining it brightly in his direction while placing a delicate hand on his arm.

“Goodnight, thank you for tonight and for walking me home. Sorry I was a bit distant.”

“It’s fine Betty, I’ll see you at school,” he said, and Betty was both grateful for his manners and for the fact he didn’t try and push any physical embrace upon her.

Once the defeated boy had turned his back on her and started down the street again Betty allowed herself to let out a huff of frustration and scrub her hands over her face.  She found herself thanking god her parents were working late at the Register again, meaning she could avoid the sure fire round of questions her mother would shoot at her.

“I’m no expert on teenage social practices but can I safely assume that the fact you are home by 8:30pm means your date didn’t approach Nicholas Sparks’s territory?”

Betty startled at the drawling voice breaking through the night air. Her eyes widening as she turned in the direction of the Andrew’s house to find none other than Jughead seated on the porch steps.

“What’re you…” she began as he stood up, taking lazy steps toward her.

Jughead shrugged, feeling a tinge of embarrassment at his current situation. He hadn’t really meant to wait for her, he never wanted to be that guy. But he couldn’t deny the ugly shade of green that had tainted his being as soon as she had spoken the words “it’s a date” to another boy. And being the homeless social outcast that he was, Jughead wasn’t left with many other options that night while he had been avoiding Pop’s. So he had ended up at the Andrew’s using the guise of taking steps to repair his friendship with Archie while really just taking advantage of the location to see her.

“I was just leaving when you guys got here,” he easily lied, pushing down the bitter taste of it in his mouth because it was Betty he was lying to.

The blonde girl nodded, feeling her heart beat a little faster in her chest. She wondered if he had been waiting for her, and again found the word “jealous” clinging on to her desirous reaction from him. She quickly pushed that down though, fighting the blush along with it. It was strange to be feeling such things because of Jughead, but what was even stranger- she liked it.

“So was I right?” he pressed after a moment of silence. It wasn’t awkward, but the air held intensity previously unknown to them.

Betty titled her head in confusion, taking a moment to process the question while Jughead’s eyes scrutinised her.

“I’m sorry?”

“The date, was it good?” Jughead clarified, trying to keep his tone casual, despite the war of emotions raging within him; jealously, distain, hope, anxiety.

Betty bit down on her lip to fight the smile rising on her mouth. She had known Jughead long enough to know the difference between his natural casual, apathetic tone and his practiced one that he utilised to shield his true emotions. And even if she was still hazy on what those emotions could be and the butterflies reared again, making her body feel light and warm. Maybe she had been right.

“It wasn’t a date Juggie,” she whispered, soft and sweet like the pink shirt she wore. Except the words and her tone of voice didn’t feel practiced and deliberately employed like her shirt did.

Jughead let out a visible sigh of relief and Betty had the sudden urge to wrap her arms around his shoulders and lean into him. Her mind startled at that. They had always been close, but lately things between them felt different. Maybe it was because the world was no longer hidden beneath a rose coloured tint. Maybe it was because he was black and she was turning charcoal recently. Maybe it was because he was stead fast becoming her constant. Maybe it was because he had grown and his shoulders were broader, his smirk more charming, his eyes so blue…

Jughead rubbed the back of his neck-his nervous twitch- at his obvious show of feeling, suddenly experiencing an exposure he tried hard to shy away from. The monster in his chest settled as a moment of calm settled upon his being.

“Good,” he uttered quietly after a moment, offering her a boyish smirk, eyes peering up at her from beneath his lashes, head slightly bowed.

Betty couldn’t fight her smile any longer, the grin breaking across her face and her cheeks feeling tight with the force of it. Her eyes shone brightly and Jughead couldn’t bring himself to feel embarrassed any longer because any level of discomfort and openness was worth bringing out that smile. He was temporarily blinded by its radiance and it was a glow he would happily bask in forever.

“You weren’t jealous were you Jug?” Betty asked light and teasing.

Jughead rose his brows at her sardonically, his chest feeling lighter in her presence and her almost flirty demeanour making him feel slightly less intimidated by the question.

“Please Betty don’t flatter yourself,” he joked back, nudging her arm lightly. The blonde’s face fell at that and panic flashed in his expression, the dark haired boy stumbling over his words to right himself.

“Well goodnight then I guess,” Betty offered, dialect back to her usual politeness and the touch on his arm less intimate than her words had been moments ago.

Jughead mentally kicked himself. Because yeah he had been jealous as hell, he just hadn’t thought she had wanted him to be, or even would have registered it really.

Thankfully his mind caught up to the alarming situation with a plan of appeasement just before her feet could carry her through her front door.

“Hey Betts?” he called out and she stilled, key poised in the lock.

“Yeah?” Betty threw back not turning around.

Jughead took a deep breath.

“Say hypothetically I was jealous… What then?”

Her breath caught.

The tension in her shoulders deflated, her lip drew between her teeth began as her heart pounded against her rib cage.

“You’re the movie buff, come writer… you tell me,” Betty turned toward him now, a shy smile fighting its way back on her face.

Jughead watched her with appraising eyes, his own heart skipping a beat at the sight of the girl next door looking at him like he was a mystery she wanted to solve and inviting him to write their story.

And as she disappeared inside her house and the door clicked shut behind her, Jughead found himself thinking for the first time that maybe he had a shot with Betty Cooper after all.

The Elements of a QUIET SCENE

I got a great question from @jailmom on the post “The 7 Elements of a Scene”. The question was about how that post could apply to quiet, distinctly-not-actiony scenes. I didn’t even think about writing a post like this, so thank you for the excellent observation! 

Anyway, here’s how the elements apply to a low-conflict scene, illustrated by a scene from Up.

Mr Fredricksen, Russel, Dug, and Kevin are on their way to Paradise Falls, but must set up camp for the night. Russel has tried and failed to make a tent. 

What’s at stake? Mr Fredricksen’s resolve to remain unattached to anyone.

Russel’s Goal: He really wants to be Mr Fredricksen’s friend. 

Carl’s Goal: He really doesn’t want to be friends. Thus far, he’s regarded Russel as a mildly annoying obstacle, slowing down his goal of getting the house to Paradise Falls. And since he’s stuck with Russel, he wants to keep him as a mildly annoying obstacle. Growing attached to anything would be the worst thing that could happen (he believes). 

Escalating Conflict: They’re “fighting”, meaning their goals conflict. It’s not outright of course, not an argument; they’re not even aware what’s at stake, and what the significance of the situation is. But really, the subtext is battling over what their relationship is going to be. Annoyance and annoyed guy? Or kid and grandfather-figure?

Beat One

Russel: “Awh. Tents are hard.” (Exhausted) 

Carl: “Wait, aren’t you ‘Super Wilderness Guy’? With the GPM’s and the badges?” (Grumpy derision)

Beat Two

Russel: “Yeah, but … can I tell you a secret?” (Sheepish) 

Carl: “No.” (Russel wants to share something. Carl doesn’t wanna hear it.) 

Beat Three

R: “Alright. I never actually built a tent before. There. I said it.” (Says it anyway. Honest. Mostly, sweet.)

C: “You’ve been camping before, haven’t you?” (Surprised, slightly judgmental.) 

Beat Four

R: “Well, never outside.” (Honest again.)

C: “Well, why didn’t you ask your Dad how to build a tent?” (Curious, in spite of himself.)

Beat Five

R: “I don’t think he wants to talk about this stuff.” (Suddenly concerned)

C: “Why don’t you try him sometime? Maybe he’ll surprise you.” (Helping him, in spite of himself.)

Beat Six

R: “Well, he’s away a lot. I don’t see him much.” (Explanatory)

C: “He’s got to be home sometime.” (Trying to prove that Russel can fix this on his own.)

Beat Seven

R: “Well, I called, but Phyllis told me I bug him too much.” (Now kinda sad)

C: “Phyllis? You call your own mother by her first name?” (Beginning to be emotionally involved, so covers it with contempt. Kids and parents these days!)

Beat Eight

R: “Phyllis isn’t my mom.” (Surprised.)

C: “Oh.” (Realizes he’s been wrong about him.)

Beat Nine

R: “But he promised he’d come to my Explorer ceremony to pin on my Assisting the Elderly Badge, so he can show me about tents then, right?” (innocently optimistic, hopeful. Sad.)  

C: “Hey, uh, why don’t you get some sleep. Don’t want to wake up the traveling flea circus.” (Danger! This kid is invading Carl’s closed-off little world. This must be avoided.)

Beat Ten

R: “Mr Fredricksen, Dug says he wants to take Kevin prisoner. We have to protect him! Can Kevin go with us?” (Worried)

C: “Alright. He can come.” (Relenting, though keeping up the grump act)

Beat Eleven

R: “Promise you won’t leave him?” (Hoping to rely on him, trust him.)

C: “Yeah.” (Agreement, still grouchy) 

Beat Twelve

R: “Cross your heart?” (Sleepily, one last promise.)

C: “Cross my heart.” (This is the turn of the scene, and the moment that Russel “wins” it. Because this is something Ellie said to Carl. Something that symbolizes her, part of the moment he started loving her. Saying it again signifies the turn.)

Beat Thirteen

Russel is sleeping peacefully. 

C: "What have I gotten myself into Ellie?” (Looks at his floating house, the symbol of his attachment to the past and to Ellie. Knows he’s lost the battle. Russel isn’t just an annoyance anymore.)

Turn: Well, Carl is officially emotionally attached.  

So! Scenes work no matter the level of conflict. As long as there is conflict present – two characters (or more) in opposition – the scene will work. Anyway, this was really fun to write. Thank you to @jailmom for the excellent question!

Six Times Voltage Inc Tugged at my Heartstrings

I’ve been playing Voltage games for about four years now, and I have to say, there were moments in certain routes that made me Feel Things™. Generally, Voltage games aren’t really known for being cynical or overly emotional. Heck, their games, while having some mature content, mostly have an optimistic feel to them. However, there were some moments in particular that stood out to me—those scenes were written powerfully enough to shake me to the core.

I have to admit, it was difficult for me to select a few moments from hundreds of routes, but I tried my best to narrow it down as much as I could.

Disclaimer:

  • I limited it to one character per game to avoid repetition.
  • I haven’t played every Voltage game (or route for that matter). The moments I’ve chosen only come from the games I’ve played.
  • I didn’t include SLBP because I only started getting into it recently (plus I don’t know too much about the other lords to make solid conclusions about them lmao).
  • This is all my personal opinion, so that means you probably won’t share the same views as I do, which is cool (I’d actually appreciate it if you told me what your favorite moments were :D).

Anyhow, let’s begin! (long post below):


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