i hate that people think that we are having some petty ship war. this is not a ship war. my dislike for karamel doesn’t stem from me thinking my ship is better. it’s not a situation where multiple ships are good and it’s just a matter opinion. this isn’t a situation where multiple characters would be good for kara and it’s up to you to decide which character you like best. no this is an entirely different matter. this is hatred towards a ship that has become the centerpiece of the show, one that has stripped supergirl of everything that made it so amazing. a ship that is extremely toxic abusive and disgusting. a ship that is being shown to kids as a good healthy relationship. a ship that also has racist undertones and whose supporters defend and ignore everything that is wrong with it. not to mention the other half of the ship is a slave-owning misogynistic abusive asshole.
so, no. this isn’t some petty ship war and it would do you well to remember that simple fact.
Requested: Hey love!! How are you? Can i ask you one thing? Alright… I hope you can make an imagine where reader and shawn are all goofy, sassy, bitchy and all those playful relationship. i hope you can make imagine just based on how playful their relationship is. thank you very much.
Note: I thought a lot about how I wanted to write this concept and I finally settled with writing four completely unrelated scenarios or moments to illustrate the type of relationship requested.
“Babe, I love you and that song, but shut up.” You tell Shawn partially joking, but also partially serious because Shawn has been singing the same two lines of Barcelona by Ed Sheeran practically non stop for the past twenty minutes and you’re getting to the point where you really can’t take it any longer.
“In Baaaaaarcelona!!!” Shawn sings very high pitched for a reason you don’t understand obviously ignoring your demand for him to stop. You barely even look up from your phone. Instead, you just reach out your hand and place it over his mouth. But you feel his teeth graze your palm and then he moves and bites down lightly on your fingers.
“Ow!” You say, retracting your hand and pretending it hurt a lot more than it actually did.
“Don’t even lie, y/n, you like when I bite you,” Shawn says, and your eyes widen and you immediately look around to see if anyone heard Shawn’s comment because he didn’t even bother to say it quietly and his band is all in the dressing room with you. Luckily, they’re all busy doing their own thing so no one seems to have heard Shawn’s comment.
I hit 7,000 followers, I finished up my last quarter of Uni, I made the Dean’s List (again!), I’m going on my dream vacation in less than a week, I’m back home with all my books…March has been good to me.
Thank you to all the old and new followers! I say it a lot, but I really appreciate it!