because she deserves all the awards

SasuSaku best explained

“ People constantly say Sasuke never changed or treated her well and act like she just took his abuse constantly and never stood up for herself. She was legitimately preparing to kill him at one point. And right here when finally, after everything they’ve been through, all the tears, everything she’s done and grown through because of her love for him, he apologizes to her. And she breaks down because she knows it’s sincere. But she tells him “you should be, you damn idiot”. If you think Part 1 Sakura or even first arc of Shippuden Sakura would’ve EVER said that to him you’re wrong. That’s growth. She sees him as a person and an equal not an unattainable prince she dreams about and obsesses over. Sasuke grew as well! He learned the truth about his family, he flip flopped on his life’s philosophy over and over again, and he finally had his huge confrontation with Naruto they always wanted. In the end, he married her. Which to me means he sees her as a person and an equal now as well. Whereas when they were kids he found her constant idolizing and affection towards him annoying and had to be cruel to her because she’d interpret anything else as an invitation to join him on his path of self-destruction. It’s actually a really well-developed and mutually respectful relationship if you’re mature enough to notice how they both had to change perspectives and reevaluate the other’s place in their lives in order to make it work.“


This is describes their relationship completely, I don’t think anyone could have put it any better than this.

By the way, before I start admiring just how amazing this is, this is a YouTube comment I saw, I didn’t even know that someone could manage to describe their relationship in one easy paragraph, well I have, but at least not with a hate comment following it.

Before people even begin to try to say, “Well Sarada isn’t Sakura’s daughter,” please look at this:

This is at the very end of Naruto Gaiden, where Karin confirms that Sarada is not Karin’s daughter, she’s Sakura’s daughter. Even Kishimoto explained this. Even if it doesn’t end up being brought up in the animated version of Naruto Gaiden, it’s still cannon that Sarada Uchiha is Sakura’s daughter. Kishimoto even pointed out that he had purposefully tried to give them similar facial features and he tried to give them similar personalities with only a little bit of Sauke’s mixed in (even though she seems to be a perfect mix of both her parents).

Now that we’ve got that confirmed, let’s talk about this.

Firstly, why are people acting as if Sasuke left for no reason whatsover?? This is why he left:

Sasuke isn’t leaving the village because he just decided: 

“Well, lol I don’t want to raise my child or have anything to do with my wife so I gtg”

This guy left because he actually ended up feeling immense guilt for what he did. He feels guilty because all Naruto, Sakura, and even Kakashi showed him was love and he returned the favor with pure hatred. Yet, none of them ever stopped believing that they could set him on the right path. Even when everyone else did. All of them still hanged in there until the very end. Just because Sasuke didn’t yell or get angry like Naruto, or cry or punch something like Sakura, doesn’t mean he doesn’t have feelings.

He just tries to keep a calm exterior, but you can’t convince me that their hasn’t been any character growth their since Shonen Jump or the beginning of Shippuden. Because there was lots of it with Sasuke. Just because it wasn’t as visible as it was with all the other characters in the series doesn’t mean that it didn’t happen.

Now, for those who dislike SasuSaku, I don’t blame you the ship was written sort of vaguely, we never really got to learn exactly how Sasuke felt. But Sasuke himself is a very vague person, and he’s come a long way with that. Even though he’s still fairly vague about how he feels.. But Sasuke and Sakura have a different type of love, it’s not going to be as straightforward as NaruHina, InoSai or ShikaTema. Honestly even BoruSara is more straightforward than this one and it isn’t even cannon. But they still love each other, those shallow, niave people in the fandom who probably barely even know what love is, or have never experienced it (in a romantic way) probably may not understand, but their are some of us who do.

Also, even if you dislike the ship, why constantly complain about it? Let people ship what they want to ship. I don’t necessarily ship ShikaTema (despite the fact that I love them both and Shikadai) but I don’t go on full-on rants about how I hate it. What’s done is done, Kishimoto wrote the series the way he wanted to, and that’s the most professional thing he could’ve done. What you can rant about is if you don’t like something in Boruto. You probably will not have too much effect (especially being a Western fan), but Kishimoto isn’t done writing Boruto, if there is something you want to prevent then it’s not too late to prevent it.

We probably can never bring Neji or Jiriya back, we can’t change Sakura’s character, we can’t take back what Sasuke did, we can’t watch Naruto’s parents be the most awesome grandparents in history, we can’t see Tsunade finally get together with Jiriya. Even though Kishimoto is more than likely going to write this how he wants, stop dwelling on Shonen Jump and Shippuden, what we should do is let Kishimoto know what we liked and disliked in episodes, if we like characters or not, if we think this serious has been good so far. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t mystically travel back in time and rewrite the whole entire series, (we’ve seen what’s come of that, *cough* TTG/PGG *cough*) if you’re in the fandom again, you’re in, if you’re out, you’re out, but you can’t keep holding everything back because you’re mad at how Naruto and Hinata got married or you don’t like that Tsunade became Hokage. It’s over, it’s done.

Not only that, people keep using the ship as an excuse to bash Sakura’s character since she’s no longer “useless” like she was in the first place (even though, personally, I never thought of her as useless) so they’re mad at her for still loving Sasuke. They’re also mad because she thought of Naruto as a brother instead of a guy she wanted to date.

I know this sounds cliche, but you don’t have control over who you fall in love with. I’m sure after Sasuke did what he did Sakura wanted to love Naruto, or anyone else besides Sasuke at least, but she was always focused on trying to lead him in the right direction, just as Naruto was. Then she had to prepare herself to kill the guy she has loved all almost all her life at one point, and although he did so many things wrong she still can’t do it, because it’s hard to bring yourself to kill someone that you love:

And as the comment stated, Sasuke grew as a person. He’s no longer the boy yearning for revenge, he’s now determined to protect every single thing he loves. Just like Naruto, Sasuke doesn’t really have a chance to spend time with his family because he wants to protect anyone at any cost. Now, I’m not saying Sasuke deserves father of the year award for neglecting his family although it is accidental, but Naruto doesn’t either.

Even after all this time: 

They they’re still determined to prevent anyone to feel the pain and loneliness they felt all their childhoods, that’s why they’re always protecting the village. To stop it before it comes, and to try to let those people know that they still have at least the smallest bit of comfort.

And as the comment states, as the series progresses Sakura learns that Sasuke isn’t her perfect, enchanting, prince charming. That he has flaws, just like anyone else. Back is Part I she’d always speak highly of him, she’d always compare him to Naruto in the most negative way and she only seemed to ever care about Sasuke and nothing more. But as Part I progressed she began seeing him as an equal. That’s why she was determined to become as strong as Naruto and Sasuke, so that she could establish that not only to them and everyone else, but within herself.

If it weren’t for Sakura, who kept loving him throughout everything, he probably wouldn’t have cared about her feelings, but Sakura’s feelings actually moved him. He tried to show her that he didn’t care so she’d stopped loving him, because he didn’t know why or how she could love someone like him. That’s why he wanted to make her think he was legitimately trying to kill her, he wanted convince her and himself that he didn’t care. But he actually did care.

I get that it isn’t easy to understand, but these two love each other, it isn’t just one-sided, and we’ll probably see more evidence as the Next Gen series continues:

(If you have any argument or any sort of disagreement, and you don’t think you can comment without talking rudely I won’t reply or anything, I’ll just delete your comment, reblog or whatever, no matter how long it is, that is only if you don’t come in a respectful manner, if you do then I’ll probably respond or just let you comment it or something)

so yeah candice patton deserves all the awards and recognition in the world. the crap she gets for playing iris west all because she’s black and not some white redhead like in the comics?? people have put her through a lot and yet she still tries not to let it faze her. she’s so strong and the type of person everyone should look up to. i really admire her strength and every time she is praised for her role as iris i can’t help but get emotional cause, like YES she deserves it and representation is so important. she truly paved the way for other black women. i just…i just love her a lot and i’m so glad she gets to play an iconic character that makes a huge difference in the media.

Hm, I think a lot of people mistakenly assume that bi women who end up being in long-term m/f relationships, marriages, or partnerships forget their connections to the LGBT community or that they stop caring about their bisexuality. It’s erroneous to assume those things. Certainly they gain social and material benefits from being in m/f relationships and will never face the hardships that f/f or m/m couples face, but they still care immensely about their community and their bisexuality. 

I’ve come across plenty of bi women - both average bi woman activists and bi women celebrities - who still wholly and enthusiastically participate in LGBT organizing, protests, and movements. They’re important mentors for younger bi women. They provide space and community to younger LGBT women (and people). Though they’re in m/f relationships, they still understand the terrifying nature of initially realizing that you’re not straight and coming to terms with how that will impact you in the future. Moreover, I find that many of them use the material benefits they gain - specifically social access/social capital - to educate people about LGBT rights and issues, to create platforms that bridge gaps and divides, and to recruit genuine allies (here I mean allies that are sincere and not selfish or performative about their politics; of course you’d be hard-pressed to find them but some do exist, however rare). 

They’re still doing important work. I’m not trying to say that they have a “hard” life because they’re dating a man. Instead, what I’m saying is: don’t write them off. They’re still bi and they’ll always be bi and they’ll always contribute their time, effort, and labor to support LGBT organizing, and they’ll use the social ease of access afforded to m/f couples to do important work and to educate people. Also, I’m not saying that they deserve some sort of special praise or award; all I am saying is that we should remember that a bi woman’s identity doesn’t disappear when she enters a long-term relationship. She’ll still care about the people she’s in solidarity with and she’ll do her part to rally for them. 

A Guide to 19 Days and Recap

Whether you’re new to 19 Days and are having trouble understanding it or you’ve been through the whole process of waiting in agony for the next update and have forgotten how the story is set up, here’s a helpful guide to just that. I don’t guarantee that I’m 100% correct. I may be interpreting the cues incorrectly.

Warning: This is gonna be LONG.

We start chapters 1-54 all condensed into one file. These are either official art or little comics about what seem to be our kids in the future.

Our story actually begins on chapter 42, in the present. A bloody Jian Yi suddenly shows up in front of Zhan Zheng Xi.

According to what Xixi says in the next couple of chapters, Jian Yi disappeared on the second day of high school. (RIP Me. I died re-reading “He was my best friend at the time.”) The way Xixi says it makes it seem as if this is way after Xixi graduated(”Oh right, where did you disappear to when I was in high school?”), maybe university. (Might just be a mistake in translation, though.)

Apparently, Jian Yi still has to do the homework he missed throughout the years or something. (Ch. 47)

A couple more future/present comics and then we finally start “The Flashback™”on chapter 50. (Whoops forgot to mention the days of the week.)

We start this day with a sweet and funny premise. Nothing is going wrong, we are laughing and absolutely adoring this slice-of-life manhua…. (Little did we know it would later tear our hearts apart.)

We are introduced to these middle-schoolers, their relationship, and their school life(lmao everyone thinks they’re queer) in Day One, which goes on until chapter 56(Maybe?). (Thursday/Friday?)

(We are interrupted in Day One by the one shot.)

We continue to follow their daily school life. Day Two is a PE day (ugh) and spans from chapter 57(probably) to chapter 66. (Friday/Saturday)

During this second day, Xixi becomes increasingly aware of how intimate Jian Yi and he really are(by the reactions of his peers).

I’d like to mention that I am not completely 100% convinced that Day One and Day two aren’t just one single day, but arranged weirdly…. but for the sake of this guide, we’ll treat them as two separate days.

Okay the start of Day Three. “Yesterday” Xixi invited Jian Yi over to play video games. (Saturday/Sunday)

We interrupt your flashback to bring you “The Future™” Christmas Special!

Okay, we’re back. The Third Day spans from Ch 67 to Ch 97. We get a good laugh but we also learn a lot of things, like how adorable they were when they were kids. We also at first see that Jian Yi seems to have the hots for his best friend, but in that same day we learn that he doesn’t just have a crush on Xixi, he actually holds strong feelings of love for his best friend. So we are starting to see some back story(flashback in a flashback?) and character development, and also something weird with Jian Yi: he’s a lonely child.


Alright Day Four (Five? The weekend passed, but we didn’t see Sunday.) begins on chapter 98 and ends on chapter 114. (Monday)

WE MEET HE TIAN. (He used to smile so much wtf. Now he only smirks like he wants to eat you when you let your guard down.)

We also see another flashback of baby Jian Yi, his mother, and possibly his father?

Okay I just noticed He Tian knew from the start Jian Yi liked Xixi lmao.


WHAT WAS HE GONNA SAY?! Okay Day Four - End.


Okay Day Five begins with He Tian, so you know, in case you were wondering, this story isn’t exclusive to the two bestfriends (as we learned along the way). (Tuesday)

Day Five spans from chapter 115 to chapter 130 and it is THE FIGHT DAY™. Shit goes down in this day, the manga takes an unexpected turn, the fandom is confused but also intrigued and heart broken(the start of Old Xian’s tyranny on our feelings).

We see how He Tian seems to have feelings towards Jian Yi, and in the same day, we are introduced to *drumroll* MO. GUAN. SHAN.(But we don’t know his name yet so it’s Redhead for a couple of chapters.) Coincidence? I THINK NOT.

We also are introduced to bracelet dude (She Li) who repeats Jian Yi’s name rather ominously….

Shit is about to go DOWN.

K.O. Okay, NOBODY liked Redhead, I’ve had people say “I always loved Redhead from the beginning.” Like, mmm okay, so you hated Zhan Zheng Xi or something, like aha sure. LIES. Everybody hated Redhead for hurting our precious son.


The start of Mo Guan Shan’s misery.

ALRIGHT. Day Six! aka… THE STORM™ On this day, we have our hearts ripped out :) (Wednesday)

Ch. 131-144

As you can see, things are getting progressively more interesting and heavy with drama. Not just a slice-of-life anymore. RIP my heart.

Why yes, Jian Yi, he HAS been trained before. By one of your father’s henchmen, which just SO HAPPENS TO BE HIS OLDER BROTHER. But we don’t know that yet ;)

This is why Day Six is called The Storm, btw. It rains on the day everything goes down.

OBLITERATED. This is when I started feeling bad for Mo Guan Shan and disliking He Tian.

Ya, no. Those who say “He just didn’t know how to express his love!”

Look at this panel and tell me that to my face. YOU DON’T HIT THE ONES YOU LOVE.

Needless to say, I do acknowledge that He Tian did indeed start to have feelings for Redhead, but not at this moment.

Day Six is also known as The Kiss (One). Or “The Day We All Freaked Out Waiting For The Next Update.” Also “The Day We Weren’t Prepared For What Was Coming.”


We interrupt your suffering for a CHRISTMAS SPECIAL.

I guess these guys are main guys now. Day Six - End.


Ch. 145-170

Shit is over, the fandom has cried, Jian Yi has cried. BUT NO ONE IS ADDRESSING THE KISS. The fandom is frustrated that Jian Yi keeps avoiding talking about it. C’mon Jian Yi WE WANT YOU TO HEAL.

On this schoolday, we learn He Tian is nasty, Redhead’s dad is in prison, and Zhan Xixi wants to know what is going on with Jian Yi…. and then gets embarrassed when Jian Yi tells him. Oh also, Xixi casually rejects a girl and then gets eaten by a radish.


Among other things.

The time we hated the little sister.

(I want to put so many pictures cuz honestly every chapter is great but then this would take like five hours to read haha. JUST GO REREAD THE SERIES.)


#Redhead Defense Squad 2k16 (remember that?)

Harassment continues…… but THIS is the moment when He Tian decides, “Ah, yes, I just harassed this dude, time to make him my friend. I don’t know how, but I’m sure it’ll all work out.”


Zhan Xixi carrying Jian Yi like a sack of potatoes is my aesthetic.

Oh, right, things get dangerous on Day Seven.

Just Hit Me With All The Transport Vehicles You Can Think Of.

I died already.

And so ends Day Seven.

NOW. It’s a new day. It’s Day Eight. AKA THE KISS(Two). AKA HE TIAN WHY???? Literally Mo was JUST starting to possibly want to be your friend and you had to go jack up. (Friday)

Ch. 171-181

On this day we learn:

Gossipy boys will have shrinking dicks.” -Jian Yi, 2016

Mo GUaN ShAN is his name! Also, he likes to stick sunflower seeds on the windows.

Don’t Close Mountain 2k16

Okay this day is totally more focused on Mo Guan Shan. We see a new side of him that we didn’t know of before. A mature side. Legitimately just tired after the kiss. Confused, very frustrated that someone would take advantage of him like that, but he also doesn’t hate He Tian, despite all the shit he’s done to him. That’s how nice Mo is. And then he’s faced with an important decision.

We meet She Li, who sucks ass as of right now (don’t know if he will have a redemption arc) but seemingly likes Jian Yi’s healthy skin.

RIP Mo’s Sandwich.

He was STARING at you because he READ YOUR NOTE and was gonna be all “Okay whatever I’ll cook for you again. Can’t you just ask like a normal human?”

Asks the guy who only knows this dude for THREE days and then pulls a stunt like that. I FEEL NO SYMPATHY FOR YOU HE TIAN.


In case you were doubting it, this is a manga focusing on gansters and how they fuck up other’s lives.

Slice-of-life my butthole.

The moment I fell in love with Mo Guan Shan and vowed to always protect him.

Jian Yi voices our opinions.


Finally! Day Nine! We’ve made it this far my dudes! (Saturday: Either they have school regularly on Saturdays, or there was a timeskip between Jian Yi’s Birthday, aka Day Four, and Day Five. We’ll just have to wait to see what Day Ten lands on.)

Ch. 182-Ongoing

The day following Mo Guan Shan’s decision, he realizes he was played. Luckily, Jian Yi, Zhan Xixi, and that one girl are there to prove Mo’s innocence. He Tian, suddenly feeling protective over Mo Guan Shan, decides to take this one on one with She Li.

This is the day we get to see Mo start to slowly accept ~friends~ and He Tian. I think he’s had some time to think over THE KISS(Two). And he’s quick to forgive He Tian, not because he loves him, but because he’s a nice soul. He Tian is getting some redemption today and is being a little more cautious around Mo (The Kiss(Two) was JUST yesterday, guys.)

We get to finally see the four hang out together and all around, just have a break from all the shit that’s been going on. Unrequited love, questions about sexuality, attempted kidnapping, being framed for a crime, dirty fistfights. Jesus, just give these boys a break. When are they going to worry about finals and homework like normal students?


The friend you harassed up until one day ago? That’s a funny definition of friend you got there, He Tian. (I loved He Tian in the beginning, then disliked him during his interactions with Mo, but I’m slowly learning to love him again with these new updates.)

The moment when I screamed “I DISLIKE HIM BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I WANT HIM DEAD!!11!!1!”

Mo Guan Shan: Jesus Christ, why do I feel for this asshole?

He Tian: Jesus Christ, why can’t I tell him I like him like a proper human being?

aka The Update That Saved US

THAT’S ALL GUYS OH MY- I am exhausted.

We’ve made it this far.

Please continue to support Old Xian and 19 Days!

Hamilton is important

It is, you can’t deny it. Lin-Manuel Miranda is a lyrical genius. His rap musical has influenced people even outside of the Broadway community.

But do you know what else is important?

Waitress- a beautiful story of friendship and female empowerment. It has incredible performances night after night.

School of Rock- which has 15 kids under the age of 12 blowing people’s socks off with not only their vocal and acting skills but also the fact that they are actually playing the instruments live each night!!

Bright Star- a bluegrass musical, something that has never happened before, thrilling audiences with its beautiful musical and vocal performances. (I’m so sad it’s closing)

Spring Awakening- which is not only beautifully performed and choreographed but also includes an ENTIRE FREAKING LANGUAGE in it’s performances. Not only that but it also includes the first woman in a wheelchair on Broadway.

Plus so many more; Allegiance, Amazing Grace, Shuffle Along, She Loves Me, Fiddler on the Roof, The Color Purple, Disaster, Tuck Everlasting, On Your Feet and Dames at Sea. (There are so many more I could list)

Hamilton deserved a Tony win what it didn’t deserve was 11 Tony awards.

Broadway this year celebrated so much diversity and love but that was blinded by the bright star that is Hamilton. None of these amazing shows got any (to very little) recognition because everyone was to absorbed with Hamilton.

Too many shows were closed too soon because of the fact that Hamilton’s star burns too brightly.

ALL of theses shows are important, NOT just Hamilton.

Stars in His Eyes

Hi guys! I’m really sorry that I haven’t been posting as much, but school has been crazy busy! This is just a fluffy imagine that will totally have a part 2, so I hope you enjoy!💗

Stars in His Eyes
Tom kept his eyes trained on her while she wandered throughout the party with Laura. He knew that she would probably be safe because she was with their friend, but he just needed to make sure that nobody got too close to her and made her uncomfortable. Ever since Tom had known her, she had been almost painfully shy and had suffered from anxiety, especially in large crowds, so Tom just wanted to ensure that she was alright. She’d gotten swept away from him before, and Tom refused to lose her again.
The beer bottle in his hand was freezing cold and he longed to hold her hands between his own to warm up. Tom wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked tonight in her little sundress, with her hair curled into soft ringlets that hung down her exposed back. Her lips looked like rosy, red pillows and her eyelids were painted a shimmery, champagne color. Her cheeks were blushing and Tom didn’t know how, but the light enveloped her entire body, so wherever she went, she shined like an angel. He wanted to tell her all these things and more, but instead, he’d kept his mouth shut the best he could.
They weren’t together, they were merely friends. But, that being said, they were friends who brought each other hot drinks on cool days. They were friends who lent each other coats and snuggled together under blankets. They were friends who shared food off of the same plate and who held hands to cross the street. They were friends who fell asleep on the couch together while they stayed up all night watching films. They were friends who longed to be more.
Looking back over her shoulder, she glanced back to where Tom, Jacob and Harrison stood, their backs leaned up against a wall. She prayed Tom wouldn’t see her as her eyes flicked over his frame.
He looked so good, the best, she pondered. His jeans fit him impeccably and she wondered who’d helped him pick them out, because surely they deserved an award, and the buttons of his shirt strained against the broadness of his chest, forcing the lines of definition hidden beneath to be showcased to their fellow party-goers.
“Hey,” Laura’s sudden voice called out, cutting into her fantasy of simply walking up to Tom, and yanking him down to kiss her. “Let’s get another drink, yeah?”
Nodding her head, the girls rejoined hands and did their best to push through the crowded living room and into the kitchen to refill their cups.
Jacob nudged Tom’s shoulder when he saw that his friend’s attention was focused entirely on her retreating frame through the kitchen’s door. “Dude, this has to stop. You look like her stalker or some shit.”
Harrison snorted into his beer before agreeing, “Yeah, mate. It’s too much, if someone didn’t know the two of you, they’d probably fear for her life.”
Tom scoffed, shaking his head before taking a gulp of beer. “That’s not, I’m not, it’s not, it’s fine. Everything is fine. I’m just making sure that she’s- fuck, I mean they’re, okay.”
“For sure, dude, for sure.” Jacob said, making a point to roll his eyes. “Why don’t you just chug your beer, walk into the kitchen, and ask her out? You want to date her, and you’ve got to know that she wants to date you too.”
“I just,” Tom paused, diligently attempting to think of something eloquent to say, “I just don’t wanna do anything that is going to make her feel like it’s all going to fast. I heard her talking to Laura yesterday about how she thinks that the sweetest relationships are the ones that have had the most time to build themselves up.”
“Dude, you guys have had nearly a year to build up your relationship.” Harrison commented, shaking his head. “You’re both just looking for excuses to stay the same way.”
Tom did his best to ignore Harrison’s comment. He wasn’t not asking her out because he wanted their relationship to become totally and completely immobile, he wasn’t asking her out because he was scared that he would fuck everything up. Little did he know, she and Laura were having a similar conversation, but theirs was over glasses of pink wine.
“Tom looks to pretty right now,” She sighed dreamily. “He looks like Prince Philip brought to life. Too bad I’m not Sleeping Beauty.”
“If we keep drinking, we may as well be.” Laura giggled. “But seriously, what’s wrong with asking him out on a date? Y’all text all the time, you even speak on the phone, come to think of it, I can’t even recall a time where you guys haven’t been talking.”
“He’s just everything to me, I don’t know what I would do if he were to go away forever, you know? I can’t imagine waking up, knowing that he’s no longer apart of my life. He’s too important to me to risk it all for a relationship that may or may not work out.” She said, picking off her nail varnish.
“I know he’s important to you, but you must realize how important you are to him? He looks at you with stars in his eyes, and if you say that they’re just naturally twinkly, I swear to God.” Laura threatened.
Laura had met her in a thrift store and the pair had bonded over their love of cute, vintage, high-waisted mom jeans. They wandered through the entire store together, exchanged numbers and hung out twice before she had accidentally revealed what a massive Spider-Man fan she was.
When Laura had brought her onto set, she and Tom melded together and into one. Nobody knew quite what it was,but it was like the invisible hand of fate kept throwing them together.
She literally bumped into him the first time they met. Tom had held her in his arms longer than what would be deemed polite, and they had just stared at each other, completely mesmerized by the face in front of them. Then, Tom bumped into her at the craft service table, and then she ran into him as she was leaving the set. Again, the light of day seemed to melt into a faint dusk before he let her go. Then, for weeks later, Tom pestered Laura for her number. He needed to know her.
Now, after spending the summer, autumn, winter and spring together, Tom definitely knew her. He understood her, she littered all of his thoughts and his actions, and she very well could be likened to stars in his own, personal night sky.
After another two glasses of wine, she was absorbed by thoughts of Tom and wanted nothing more than to be curled up on his lap like a cat while he combed his fingers through her hair. Hiccuping her way out the door, she called out to Laura, “I’m gonna do, it’ll be done, and it’ll be by me. He’ll be done by me in the ways of asking out, and then everything will be like ‘Penelope,’ and he’ll kiss me, but I don’t have a pig’s nose?”
Laura rushed to her friend, hugging her into her arms, “You’re gonna do so great! He’s going to love you, and you’re going to be in love, and then everyone is going to say I told you so! Get out there and do it!”
Her legs wobbled as she parted groups of people in an attempt to find Tom. When she finally spotted him, she waved and called for his attention. “Tom, I found you! I got something in my mouth for you, to say to you!”
Tom raised his eyebrows as he placed his beer on the table and began to make his way over to her. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he said, “Jeez, darling, how drunk are you?”
Tucking her head beneath his chin and curling her fingers into the fabric of his shirt, she replied, “Oh, I’m not drunk at all! I’ve only had a few, actually a few means a small number of, and Laura and I finished a bottle and a half of wine, so i guess that would be more of a dyad of drinks?”
Tom called out to Harrison and Jacob, motioning for them to grab Laura from the kitchen so they could all head back home. Judging by her level of intoxication and description of how much the girls had to drink, Tom figured that this is when the party should end for them.
Guiding her out the door with a firm hand around her waist, he felt one of her hands stroke across his cheeks. “You’re so pretty.” She said, fingers still gliding over his skin.
Tom chuckled, she always got this way when she had too much to drink. “No, you’re so pretty. In fact, you’re prettier than all the princesses in the whole, wide world.”
“Laura and I were talking about you tonight. I think you look like Prince Philip and she thinks that I should ask you out. What do you think?” She asked when they’d finally felt the air’s cool breath fan across their faces.
“I think you’re drunk and talking shit.” Tom said, blowing on his hands and rubbing them up and down her arms while she leaned into his chest, fully supported by his touch.
“No, I am not!” She gasped out childishly. “I’ve been wanting you since the summer. Wanting, waiting, but you,” She booped him on the nose, “Have yet to give me a sign. Why haven’t you given me a sign? I wanna be with you, don’t you wanna be with me? Laura thinks you do.”
Tom shook his head and mumbled a quiet, “Let’s talk when you’re sober, baby. You don’t know what you’re talking about right now.”
He glanced down at the girl’s head that rested on his shoulder, and he felt her eyelashes tickling his skin. Tom wanted to believe he felt the love in her words, but he was afraid that it was just the wine he smelt on her breath. He decided that he would wait until morning, and maybe then some, to ask her what she meant.
The night sky may as well be colored in completely charcoal if she were to walk out of his life. His night sky would be no more, and all he’d have to remember her by would be a black hole.

Can we talk about dad Draco?

A lot of people have been talking about Albus’ relationship with Harry, but what about Scorpius and Draco? Honestly from what I’ve read about the cursed child (I’m like halfway through) Draco is the best dad. Can you just imagine:

- when Scorpius is born, Draco promising he’ll try his best and insisting he’s the most beautiful baby he’s ever seen
- Draco always willing to wake up all the times baby Scorp cries and spends hours cooing and rocking him. Even spending nights sleeping in on the couch with Scorpius on his chest
- Draco teaching him an instrument
- Draco and Astoria making a little concert with their house elves so Scorpius can preform with an audience
- Draco feeling happy when the house elves calls Scorpius ‘master sweetie’ because he’s taught his son to be kind to everyone and humble
- Draco trying to get Scorpius to make friends with other kids his age so he isn’t lonely
- Draco getting heartbroken when the kids call Scorpius Voldemort’s son
- Draco constantly fighting with he ministry to stop the rumours because it hurts him to see Scorpius cries
- Draco being extremely worried when Scorpius goes to Hogwarts because he doesn’t want him bullied
- Draco pining the first letter from Scorpius that says he’s made a friend even though he’s a Potter
- Draco insisting Scorpius to invite Albus to spend the break with them
- Draco making sure everything is perfect when the Potters let Albus stay over
- Draco telling the boys cool stories about anything they want while making them hot cocoa
- Draco tucking them both in and wishing them sweet dreams
- Draco not only being there for Scorpius but being there for Albus because he knows what it’s like to feel like to not live up to your parents expectations
-Draco literally knowing everything about Scorpius because his son trusts him
- Draco and Scorpius bonding time is sitting in Draco’s office, with Scorpius’ feet on Draco’s lap reading in silence. Occasionally sharing lines in their books they find interesting/funny
- When Astoria falls ill, Draco makes sure she and Scorpius spends everyday of the summer together
- when she dies, Draco holds his son all night as he cries promising that they can get through this
- Draco never crying in front of his son because he just knows how hard it is for his son to loose his mother
- Draco taking Scorpius somewhere cool for Christmas so they don’t have to realize that it’s their first Christmas without Astoria
- Draco reminding Scorpius that no matter what he’s always there for him


C: Unpopular opinion: I think Beyonce is overrated. She’s gifted and she deserves awards because it’s BS that’s she’s skipped over and I like her. But still just too much of her all the time. She’s having twins and the world lost its mind. She can do the most basic mess and the world goes crazy. She can make a sex toy line and have the Fleshlight modeled after her own  vagina and y'all would probably buy a strap-on just so you can experience B’s vag. The world’s collective thirst has ruined her for me.

She's Out Of My Life

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader (sort of)

Summary: Jensen thinks about his time with the Reader, wondering if he made a mistake in letting her go. 

Word Count: 2K-ish

Warnings: Angst. Nothing but good ol’ Angst. (At least I hope it is lmao)

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for my boo Kari’s challenge aka @thing-you-do-with-that-thing‘s “SPN Anti Valentine’s Challenge”. I got the song “She’s Out Of My Life” by Michael Jackson. I hope you guys like it. This is one of my favorite songs from the King of Pop. Aaannnnd feedback is always welcomed!!!

I was an idiot. If there was an award for being the biggest idiot in the entire planet, I’d definitely win it without question.

I screwed up. There was no other way to put it. I fucked up the best thing that could have probably ever happened to me, and it was all because I was too much of a fucking coward to voice my feelings.

How was I to go back to before? How could I possibly make this up to her? She was my friend, for Christ’s sake. My best friend. And I messed it all up.

I guess I kinda deserved it and I shouldn’t be feeling like this because I had it coming. I definitely brought this upon myself.

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At Least We Have Each Other - Best Friend!Ethan x Reader x Best Friend!Grayson

A/N: Lemme just start by saying I’m hella pissed off about this fucking awards show. This is also pretty cheesy. That’s all.

“And your ChoiceMaleWebstar is…” Ethan held my left hand and Grayson my right. We had been getting ready for this moment all day long, and it was finally time.

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ok hi guys

for those asking for it, this is a post about 7x10

but please keep in mind these are my own opinions and feelings and I don’t mean to influence anyone with them whatsoever

I do also have a theory which I’ll be including at the bottom because reasons

click the cut if you feel like listening to me ramble

(and also beware of possible spoilers)

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Jealous Much?

Suga | Angst | 2500 words

[!] This is a repost of a scenario I posted on my old blog!

↳ He was spending way too much time with her, I mean how could you help feeling a little jealous?

You entered your small apartment that you shared with your boyfriend, Yoongi. It was a long day and you just wanted to curl up next to him and sleep.

“Yoongi?”, you called out for him. “I’m in the bedroom!”, you heard him reply, hearing chuckles in the echo of his voice.

You excitedly ran to the dim-litted room you shared. You felt a spring in your step just hearing his raspy voice, coated in giggles.

You approached the door, hurriedly turning the handle only to reveal him rolling around on the ground playfully with his old friend, Sunmi.

“Oh Sunmi, I didn’t know that you would be here tonight”, you stated in an uneasy tone.

“I guess I’ll just go start the dinner”, you mumble, sulking away from your bedroom into the kitchen.

Sunmi was an old friend of Yoongi’s from Daegu. They hadn’t seen each other since Yoongi moved to Seoul.

Ever since she moved to Seoul as well it turned out to be all about her now.

First, he was calling her when he was at the studio late at night and not you. Now, he wants to roll around on the carpet of your guys’ bedroom giggled along with her instead of comforting his girlfriend, in need of affection.

What you hated most was that Yoongi didn’t even pick up on the situation at hand, even when you kept dropping little hints that you didn’t particularly want to spend another movie night with Sunmi, feeling like you were the third wheel when you were the one with the boyfriend!

You didn’t care if you seemed selfish, he was your boyfriend, end of story.

You grumbled as you grabbed the ingredients for Yoongi’s favourite stew, a stew that you thought you were going to enjoy with him, but unfortunately, can’t.

But you still got to work, trying to distract yourself from the wild laughter that came from the next room.


“Guys! The dinner’s ready!”, you called the two friends from the kitchen as you laid out the bowls full of stew and utensils.

“Hey babe!”, Yoongi gleamed, stumbling into the kitchen with his arm over Sunmi’s shoulder, kissing you on the cheek, which you ignored, not in the mood for his affection anymore, too angered by the arm over Sunmi’s shoulder when it was supposed to be laying on your hip.

“Hi”, you sternly replied, pointing to Sunmi’s seat, that was set on the opposite side of the table, in hopes Yoongi would finally make a fucking conversation with you after two long weeks of watching them.

You and Sunmi calmly sat down and half smiled and half glared at each other, making it clear you weren’t exactly buddy-buddy.

“So Jagi, how was your day”, you gleamed at your boyfriend, who began picking up his utensils and bowl and quickly scooted over to beside Sunmi. You felt the veins in your wrists and temples tense.

You were straining the muscles in your jaw into a smile, trying to come unnoticed and keep the conversation going.

“Ah good, Sunmi told me she got the new job at the company she was trying to get into, isn’t that great?!”, he beamed at Sunmi in reply as he settled into his chair.

You felt yourself gripping onto the knife and fork in your hands, wanting to throw them at Sunmi so bad.

“Wonderful! Why don’t we give her a whole fucking award! because obviously I didn’t do anything at all this week and don’t deserve any of your attention!”, you snapped, beginning to lose your temper.

Yoongi just stared at you in shock, you weren’t one to speak in such a rude tone in front of the person you were talking about, usually being quite a calm minded person.

“Can I talk to you in the bathroom for a sec y/n?”, Yoongi awkwardly rose his voice with a hint of irritation, disturbing the silence that had just fell upon the once loud apartment.

“Wow, finally some alone time with my boyfriend”, you fakely smiled, following Yoongi to the bathroom at the opposite end of the apartment.

Yoongi dragged you into the tiny bathroom, locking the door behind him.

“What’s wrong with you?!”, Yoongi growled, his eyes fell dark, no longer possessing his once bright pupils.

“What’s wrong with you?!”, you snapped back, anger filling your mind. “You haven’t given me any attention these last two god damn weeks!”, you shouted at your oblivious boyfriend.

“I haven’t seen Sunmi in a long time y/n!”, he yelled in his defence. “You’ve been seeing her again for two weeks! You’re even putting off work!”, you complained, a hint of desperation in your voice.

“Fine! If that’s how much something so minor annoys you, we might as well take the pressure off your shoulders and just break up!”, he angrily growled at you, his eyes piercing into yours like knives to the heart.

You were at a loss for words, break up? After so long?

Yoongi grumpily stormed out of the bathroom, not looking back at your broken face.

“Come on Sunmi, let’s go to your place”, you heard him mumble, Sunmi happily skipping out of your apartment.


Rays of light shone past your closed curtains, lighting up the once dark room.

You noticed the absence of warmth beside your curled up form. Since when did Yoongi get up early? you thought.

You rolled out of your bed and strolled into the kitchen, expecting to see your boyfriend lazily scrolling through his phone and eating a bowl of cereal but no, you instead took in the sight of half-ate dinner.

The dark memories of last night’s events played in your mind.

Dread filled your system as you began searching your apartment for him, but he just wasn’t there.

Yoongi liked his personal space so you thought it was best to not interact until he decides he wants to.


You sat down on your couch whizzing through the channels on your tv, a bowl of soup in your hand.

Your life had become quite dull these last few weeks, you never realised how much Yoongi impacted your daily life until he was completely gone.

No texts.

No calls.

Not even a visit to collect his things, he was gone.

You thought maybe after the third day he would come back and apologise, make everything better again, but no he didn’t.

Your friends had arranged for you to go out with them to the clubs like you used to before you found Yoongi.

You accepted, hoping a drunk hook up would somehow erase your past.


You ran your lipstick over your lips once again until a knock on the door took you out of your nervous thoughts.

You knew you wouldn’t see Yoongi again but it didn’t feel right. You belonged to Yoongi, no other man should be allowed to touch you in such ways.

“Y/n!”, you heard the familiar voice of your friend call out from the other side of the door.

“Come in!”, you yelled back to your friend, fixing your edges with concealer.

“Are you ready to go?”, your friend hummed as she waltzed into your bedroom and took in your outfit for the tonight.

“Damn, you look so hot in that dress!”, her voice ringed in your ears as she gawked at the way your short dress hugged your waist and upper thigh.

You blushed at her kind words as she whizzed you out of your apartment and into her car, driving you into a night you were beginning to regret getting into.


The smell of alcohol filled your lungs, making your head feel slightly dizzy at the intensity.

You and your friend walked over to the bar as your eyes scanned over the crowd of bodies on the dance floor. Your eyes got captivated by one tall boy as his did the same.

His blonde locks shone as the light hit them, creating a mysterious aura.

Unfortunately, your friend had pulled you away too fast for your eyes to scan his features enough to grasp a proper memory of his face.

“Already gawking?”, you friend snorted at you, handing you a drink.

You knocked the drink back quickly, slamming the fragile glass cup down onto the bar counter.

“Refill please”, you mumbled to the bartender, who happily refilled it up right away.

“Damn, you knocked that back fast”, you friend commented on your act. “You aren’t usually this eager…”, her voice trailed off.

“I’m not planning on making this a memorable night”, you sighed, chugging back your second round.

You couldn’t help but scan the room again for that handsome stranger your eyes fixed to like he was a drug.

“Hello there”, you heard a deep purr come from beside you. And there he was, the man from earlier.

You noticed your friends absence from beside you, obviously off to give you two space, or she either found her own interest for the night. Either way, you were alone.

“Did anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare”, he smirked lightly. You couldn’t reply as you were already baffled enough by his daringness.

Now that he was close enough, nearly too close, you could see his features better.

He had plump pink lips, large eyes and a jawline that cut a cake.

“My name’s Seokjin by the way”, he laughed at your bashfulness. “Y/n…”, you finally responded.

“Well y/n, might I say what pretty lips you have”, his eyes darkened, his eyes fixated on your lips.

“Same to you”, you smiled shyly at his slickness.

“I wonder how’d they’d feel against mine”, he smirked, biting his lip at the thought of your lips on his.

You turned to look at your empty glass, the effects of drinking taking over your right mind.

You peered back over to his lustful eyes and in a flash, his lips crashed onto yours lightly, him leaning off his chair slightly to deepen the kiss.

You gasped, giving him a chance to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You moaned softly as his tongue swiped over yours suggestively.

“I’d love to hear more of that, princess”, he groaned against your lips.

You felt a sensation in your core beginning to expand.

His lips weren’t like Yoongi’s, they weren’t rough and needy, they were more sensual with only a hint of lust. But Seokjin’s mind was obviously elsewhere.

“C’mon, my car’s outside, we can take this elsewhere”, he whispered, his lips trailing up to your ear, breathing his hot breath underneath your earlobe.

Without thinking twice, he had you walking out the door with his hand on your hip, guiding you to his vehicle.

It was wrong, so incredibly wrong, but it might replace your feelings for Yoongi.

He swiftly pulled the passenger seat door open, waiting for you to hop in.

Your foot was just hovering over the flooring of Seokjin’s tiny car when you heard a loud grunt come from behind you both.

“Take a step in that car, I fucking dare you”, the all too familiar voice growled.


Before you could turn your body to face him he had already grabbed your wrist pulling you away from Seokjin and his car.

You tried to release yourself from his grasp but it only made Yoongi tighten his grip.

“Hey! Leave the lady alone!”, Seokjin came to your rescue, trying to pull the enraged Yoongi from you, but that only made Yoongi more infuriated.

You don’t even fucking know her! But I do! She’s my girlfriend!”, Yoongi barked at him, now letting go of you and latching onto Seokjins collar bringing the tall boy down to his eye level.

Seokjin looked at you in confusion. “Girlfriend?”, he said in surprise trying to wrap his mind around the sudden out lash.

“No! Get your hands off of him Min Yoongi! I’m not your girlfriend! And you call me jealous, look at yourself you asshole!”, you screamed at your clearly drunken ex.

Yoongi snapped his head at you and immediately let go of Seokjin who began coughing at the lack of oxygen.

Yoongi’s eyes were no longer angry they almost looked sad now. He was hurt by your harsh words, he almost looked like he wanted to say something to you, but he couldn’t.

“Come on”, he mumbled, grabbing your hand and whizzing you away from Seokjin.

“Yoongi”, you kept calling to him but he wouldn’t reply, all he did was stare straight ahead.


He finally stopped at the entrance of a dark alleyway.

There weren’t any street lamps up that were turned on so you could barely see a thing.

“Y/n”, Yoongi mumbled softly as he whisked you away into the alley. You could only make out the lining of his face but somehow you knew his eyes were weary.

“Look, I’m so sorry I ever even doubting anything about us. I’m so sorry I said the awful stuff I did, I’m sorry for walking out and never calling you. I’m just sorry”, he poured out as his head dropped to rest on your shoulder.

You could feel a dampness growing onto your dress which told you he was crying silent tears.

“P-please forgive me, take me back. I can’t sleep at night without you near me. I miss the feeling of you playing with my hair, the warmth that radiates off of your body and warms me up”, he cried, clinging to you now.

“I’m sorry Sunmi came between us, I’m sorry I never realised how awful I was treating you”, he whimpered, tears trailing down his cheeks.

You had never seen him like this before. He was vulnerable, sad, he had never poured out his feelings like that to you before.

He never liked bothering you, thinking he was a nuisance and he should be manlier and never cry about his worries.

You were glad you finally felt a connection you never felt between him before. You felt like you really meant something to him, like he relied on you and that you were needed.

You chuckled, placing your hand on his head, running your fingers through his straw-like hair after all the hair dye.

He looked up at you through his lashes. He looked so innocent with his dazed and damp eyes.

You placed a soft kiss on his lips, him reciprocating it immediately. You could feel the desperation in the kiss.

He pulled away for air, looking at you with only care in his mind.

“I love you too much”, he sniffled, pulling you closer to him.

Dallas Winston X Reader: Exist

Summary: Dally ignores the reader and she’s had enough.
Warnings: Verbal fight?
Word Count: 972
Tag List: @waytooinlovewithdeanwinchester, @lucifer-in-leather, @trumpetsaretheworst, @outsidersimagines57, @nea90sweetie
Please let me know if you would like to be added or subtracted from my tag list!

Originally posted by imlostinsantacarla

(Y/n) crossed her arms and let out a sigh. It had been three days since she had talked to Dally. She toyed with the bracelet he had given her, he said that he had bought it, but (Y/n) knew that he had stolen it. Dally had walked into the Curtis house, he said a short greeting to the rest of the gang, but didn’t even glance at (Y/n). It wasn’t the first time Dally had acted like that, but (Y/n) was sick of him giving her attention, then pretending that she didn’t exist. She stood and walked of the house, not even saying “goodbye”. If he was going to ignore her, two could play that game. She went to her house, a few blocks away, went up to her room, and took off the bracelet. She held it in her hand, she hadn’t taken it off since he gave it to her. She set it down on her desk, turned off the light and went to bed. The next morning, (Y/n) left the house without looking at the bracelet. She walked over to the Curtis house, when she got there, Two-Bit was siting on the floor watching Mickey Mouse, (Y/N) sat down next to him. The duo had a morning ritual that consisted of: eating chocolate cake, drinking chocolate milk or beer, watching Mickey, and cuddling. Once she was situated, Two-Bit turned to her,
“Where did you go last night? You missed Mickey.”
Everyone in the house stopped and waited for (Y/n)’s answer, they all knew that she always watched Mickey with Two-Bit, both in the morning and at night.
“Sorry Two, I didn’t feel well, so I went home”
“You aren’t wearing your bracelet either, Dally is gonna be awful mad when he finds out”
“Why? I shouldn’t have to wear it all the time”
“Did something happen between you two?”
“Nothing out of the ordinary, him pretending that I don’t exist. But it doesn’t matter, just drop it”
(Y/n) looked up when she heard an award winning sigh come from Darry, he walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder,
“It does matter (Y/n), and if you’re not happy, I don’t think it’s worth it. Dally’s our buddy and all, but you deserve to be happy”
(Y/n) just nodded, she knew that splitting was always an option when it came to being in a relationship with Dally, he was guarded, he would say it was for his rep, but it was really because he didn’t want another Sylvia. She lay her head on Two-Bit’s shoulder, and turned her attention to Mickey. When Dally entered the Curtis house, Darry, Soda, and Steve had all left for work. Dally greeted everyone before sitting down next to (Y/n). She didn’t respond to him like usual, holding his hand, laying her head on his shoulder. Secretly, she hoped that he would reach out to hold her, but she knew that it would never happen. Dally was surprised when (Y/n) didn’t acknowledge his presence, she just stayed leaned up against Two-Bit, he felt jealousy bubble up inside him, (Y/n) was his girl, and he was damn well going to prove it. He looked over at (Y/n) and noticed that she wasn’t wearing the bracelet her had given her. He frowned, she never took it off, not even to sleep or shower. He became angry thinking that a Soc stole it, but quickly dismissed the thought because (Y/n) didn’t have any bruises or any sign that she had been in a fight.
“Where’s your bracelet?”
The gang held their breath, they knew what was coming, but didn’t want the couple to fight.
“At home”
“And what’s it doing there?”
“I didn’t feel like wearing it”
“Why didn’t you feel like wearing it?”
“You are asking too many questions! Why does it matter to you if I wear it or not? You don’t care about me anyway!”
“Because it-… No never mind, it doesn’t matter to me”
The gang sat in silence, the only sounds were from the television, and cars driving down the street. When Darry, Soda, and Steve came back to the house, the rest of the gang were still in the same positions. Darry had cooked dinner, and after dinner, Mickey was one. Eventually, one by one the gang called it a night and either went home or to bed. Soon it was just (Y/n) and Dally sitting in the living room.
“Do you want to know why the bracelet matters so much?”
(Y/n) didn’t answer, so he continued,
“Because it makes me feel like I’m a major part of your life, even if I’m now with you, a part of me will keep you safe. It makes me feel like I matter to you”
“Dally, you’ve always mattered to me, it’s me that doesn’t feel as though I matter to you”
“Because we go days without speaking to each other, usually because you won’t speak to me, and it’s like I don’t even exist”
“I’m sorry…”
“Are you really though? Tough Dallas Winston doesn’t say he’s sorry. If I mean so damn much to you why do you act like I’m the only person in the world one day, and the next act like I don’t even exist?”
“I’m sorry, I really truly am. It’s just- I didn’t want to mess everything up, I figured out a long time ago that you aren’t anything like Sylvia and you’re like my whole damn world, and I didn’t want to ruin it all. I guess I did anyway”
“You didn’t ruin everything, just promise me something?”
“Don’t ignore me like that ever again”
“Only if you wear that bracelet everyday”

Maddy McGear Headcanons


- most likely tries to race all of the kids in her hometown and loses every time but is never defeated or sad about it
- has like 50 Lightning McQueen posters in her bedroom
- is starting to collect Cruz Ramirez posters
- is Lightning’s favorite fan
- has a Dinoco/Rusteze themed birthday party every year
- begs her parents to take her to Radiator Springs all the time and they finally did and when Lightning saw the little baby roll into the town he audibly squealed before dropping whatever he was doing to go say hi to her because he too thinks she is the cutest thing on earth
- saves every ticket stub from every race she goes to
- after school everyday she goes off and “trains” to increase her max speed which so far is an impressive 30 mph
- Cruz and Lighting see her in the audience every race and fight over who she cheered for the most
- all of her school supplies have either Lightning or Cruz’s face on them
- she got picked on at school for liking racing so much and being a girl so Cruz came to her town and drove with her to and from school one day in her dinoco paint job and all and all the bullies were like “holy s**t”
- will grow up to be a racer
- will win all of the piston cups because she deserves them

Protect Jughead and Bughead 2k17

Wow. What an episode. Poor FP!! He’s just trying to be a better man for his son and he gets blamed and framed!

I’m sorry, I liked Veronica she reminded me of Jen from Dawsons Creek but now I’m firmly on the anti Veronica train… she could not have given less of a shit about Jughead, Betty and FP.

I mean the fact she seemed disappointed that her friend and best friends boyfriends dad wasn’t a murderer made me so mad!! Like how selfish can you be?! Jughead has been homeless and blamed for Jason himself and he’s finally got some stability and she wants the one bit of family he has to be guilty of murder so she can tell mommy I told you so! Fuck her seriously.

On a lighter note (not really) how amazing was Cole and Lili in this episode? I truly felt so sorry for Betty to have such shitty friends who didn’t even stick up for her and tell Jughead she wasn’t in on their stupid plan.

Cole, oh man, Cole. Wow did he make me cry yet again with his ability to show Jugheads heartbreak within the first minute he hears the news that his friends betrayed him, then when he heard about FP. I was sobbing along with him when he got to the trailer and started trashing it. I mean just 👏👏 somebody give that man all the awards right now because he is beyond amazing. I cannot wait for next week’s episode and for Bughead to possibly exchange I love yous!!

Oh yeah I forgot……


Im just so proud of candice?? Like i cant express enough how much she deserved that award and its so good to FINALLY see her hard work being recognized by the awards committees and all i can say is i hope she continues to be as dedicated as she is and continue to inspire myself and other woc like she has been for years now playing Iris West and just focus on herself and her craft because shes doing so amazing and i know the best is yet to come? And the fact that her speech was focused on diversity and the important of representation and not just herself further proves why she truly is deserving of all the love and support wow

This is so random, I don’t even know.

It’s an honour. An amazing, outstanding achievement and her phone hasn’t stopped ringing all day. She should be over the moon and she would have been once upon a time. Now, it all feels tainted. She doesn’t deserve it. She doesn’t want it.

“I just don’t understand. This is an amazing thing, Callie. You’re amazing!”

Callie continues putting away the groceries, not looking at her girlfriend as she shrugs, “Penny, I just don’t want to talk about it, okay? Please drop it.”

Her phone rings again and she really isn’t interested in who is on the other end. She doesn’t want congratulations or well dones or anything at all. She just wants to be left the hell alone. Except, when Arizona rings she knows she has to answer. She knows she’s dragged their daughter across the country and answering the phone when she calls is probably the very least she can do.

“Hey, Arizona.”

“Callie, hi! I just heard the big news. You must be so happy!” Arizona is bubbly and perky and there’s something so familiar about it that Callie can’t help but smile. She sinks into the couch, sighing quietly.

“It’s no big deal, really.”

“No big deal, are you kidding me? You’re a Harper Avery nominee. And word on the street is you’re favourite to win!”

Callie snorts with laughter, unable to help herself, “word on the street? Are you 12?”

Arizona’s grin is wide, she can’t help herself, she’s just so, so proud, “don’t mock me, Calliope.”

“But you make it too easy.”

Arizona’s laugh echoes through the phone and Callie somehow finds herself joining in. It’s the first time she’s felt content all day.

“So,” Arizona sobers, chewing on her lip for a moment, wondering if this is really even her place anymore. She can’t help it though. It’s Callie and she’s drawn to her in some unexplainable way and probably always will be, “what’s bothering you?”

“Nothing really.” Callie picks at the threads on the cushion that sits in her lap, “I’m just not interested.”

“Oh come on!” The blonde exclaims and the loudness makes Callie squint slightly, “Callie, you’ve talked about this for years. We dreamed about this! This is incredible. Why aren’t you excited? Do you even know how long it’s been since ortho was nominated? And you’re a woman! This is groundbreaking stuff and you know it.”

“Arizona,” Callie breathes her name like she has a thousand times before, “I’m just not bothered. I don’t want it.”

Arizona is silent for a moment, leaning against the wall as she sits up on the roof of the hospital. A place the two had spent many hours together over the duration of their relationship. “Please tell me what’s bothering you, Calliope. This? It isn’t you. This isn’t you.”

“I don’t deserve it. Okay? I don’t want the stupid award.”

“What? Wait. What? Callie, everyone knows how hard you’ve worked. You’re talking crazy.”

Callie sighs, throwing the pillow onto the couch and standing up, pacing the floor, “no! Arizona, I’m nothing special. I’m mediocre at best. I just, I failed. When it mattered I failed. And I don’t want the award as some stupid reminder of the things I couldn’t do.”

“Oh.” She doesn’t know what else to say in that moment because all she can do is feel. And it hurts so much.



“No. Listen to me and you take it in. You spent enough of our marriage telling me how and what I felt so now you’re just going to shut up and listen. It was not your job to fix my leg. God, do you think I don’t realise the irony of it?” Arizona gives a dark laugh, full of bitter regret, “my wife was an orthopaedic surgeon and I lost my leg. But you really think that’s the worst of what I lost? It was impossible. No one could save it, not you and not anybody. You did not fail. Callie, my first thought when I heard was how proud I am. That was my first thought.”

Callie wipes away a tear, her breath hitching slightly, “you’re lying. Your voice goes all high when you’re lying.”

“Fine.” Arizona is suddenly glad for the distance between them, “the first thought I had was ‘I wish I was with her to show her how proud I am.’ That was my first thought. Calliope, I spent a lot of time telling you that you didn’t know how I felt. But that plane crash cost us so much. It cost us Lexie, it cost us Mark. We lost ourselves and our marriage and I lost a leg. What I know now is I would always give up my leg to get any one of those other things back. I never told you that and I thought you should know.”

“You’re incredible and you’re going to win that award and I’m going to be so, so proud. I already am. I’m so proud.”

Callie wipes her eyes with the back of her hand, staring out of the window across New York and up at the huge full moon, “you are?”

Arizona smiles, her eyes flicking to the starry Seattle night. She marvels at how bright the moon is. She’s always thought it was beautiful.

“The moon is beautiful tonight,” she simply whispers and Callie’s hand falls to her chest where her heart flutters. There’s something so comforting in knowing that wherever they are, they’re sharing the same moon.

“It really is.”

Arizona let’s her eyes fall closed, head leaning against the wall,

“I am so proud of you.”

That’s all that really matters.


The “Big Three” of the couples in Heroes of Olympus that I doodled from very early in the morning to this afternoon. I wanted to focus on all of my other favorite characters besides Leo, because let’s face it: Hazel, Frank, and Piper are the bomb.

I love, love, LOVE, everyone to bits and I think about their relationships a lot, so just some of my thoughts are below the cut!

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Rogue One Team Receiving Medals From Leia

              The cool metal met her skin causing her heart to beat even faster than it already was. She was always so brave through it all, she walked into a suicide mission without a second glance, why now was she more afraid now than she’d ever been? Her eyes scattered wildly across the crowd searching for a focus creating a blur of colors that made her head turn..

 "Jyn Erso.“ 

White. The spinning stopped and Princess Leia stood there wearing a beautiful white gown,smiling at her. 

"Congratulations. Welcome home." 

          Jyns eyes welled with tears. For the first time, she had a place where she belonged. 


                  An overwhelming sense of pride swallowed him whole. Standing in this position was all he had dreamed of since he was a little boy. Now here he was, receiving a medal from the princess herself. Cassian held in his smile. He couldn’t allow himself to be too happy, he didn’t feel as if he deserved it in the fear of becoming complacent. The Captain bowed his head to Leia.

 "Thank you" 


Cassians slowly glanced up at the princess. What? 

         Leia squeezed his shoulder. "Thank you." 

                Cassian beamed, he couldn’t help it. He stood straight, accepting his joy. This wasn’t the end, because he didn’t want it to be. 


            Chirrut who is usually so open and free, felt truly humbled standing in front of that crowd. He focused, trying to tell how many there must have been, but the noise was far louder than numbers. Chirrut switched his attention to the medal he held in his hand. He felt the engraving of his name etched into its side to praise him. So much had been given to him his life, this reward, these people. Never was he so inspired to give back. He was one with the force, but he was also one with his team.


                As if standing behind the rest of the rogue ones leaders could hide him from the hundreds of people staring, Baze still tried it. His head lowered, he was ashamed. All of these people dead, and still he was getting a reward? The work wasn’t over! Why were people still cheering when the Empire was still standing and ready? It just didn’t feel right. He wanted to fight.

“Baze Malbus.”

       Princess Leia called him forward to receive his medal. He complied begrudgingly and hurt. The medal felt like 1000 pounds around his neck. The Princess leaned over to him inconspicuously.

“Is there something wrong?”

“The war isn’t over.”

      Leia laughed. Baze’s eyes widened, appalled at this unexpected reaction.

“Yes.” She said. “But we need the inspiration. I’m looking to you to inspire us to fight.” Princess Leia looked at him expectantly. “Can you do that Baze?”

         His heart paused a moment while looking at the princess’ knowing eyes. He had to push himself more than he did anyone else and he was ready to start. Baze gulped.



            Bodhi giggled, he felt like he was leaping through the air out of excitement for his new friends. The Rogue One team were standing in a line onstage in front of him while he watched from the audience as they . Each of them had worked so hard and sacrificed so much, they truly deserved this recognition. He clapped giddily as Baze was given the last medal of the ceremony. He couldn’t wait to congratulate them all himself and most of all thank them. It was because of them he has a place to call home. Taking in the scene, Bodhi noticed a glimmer in the princess’ hand.

Who’s giving Leia her medal?

         The left over award  must have been for her, she was the only other one of importance who had helped in the situation. Leia turned to the line of rogue one members and looked over them. It looked like she was counting them, but found nothing she needed. She turned back around to face the crowd.

“Bodhi Rook?” 

He choked. What did she just say?

“Would Bodhi Rook please step forward?”

          The people that were around Bodhi parted like the Red Sea leaving him alone in the spotlight. “M-Me?” He sputtered, fumbling with his hair. Leia chuckled and rolled her eyes. “You.”

          Shakily,  he came up onto the stage, taking a place next to Baze at the end of their line. Leia approached him. She seemed to think it was cute how truly shocked he was. She laid the medal around his neck. “Congratulations Pilot.” 

               Bodhi couldn’t even wait for the applause to die, he wasn’t listening. He grasped the gold tightly in his palm and brought it to his face. It shone in the sun making him think of the stars. He smiled.


       It was pure amazement. Amazement that he could actually change what he had been before. This medal represented that for him.


                    This was a great challenge!! It was hard and needs some tweaks but I liked it because it felt very personal to each character. It’s truly amazing what they did out there dude and it must’ve been (would’ve been) a lot to process. Dang y’all. Hitting me with the deep requests.