but i loved that she did say 'i won't accept this and i'm not going to be with you'

||Part of this really happened, though I improvised a bit.||
  • Person who has only seen Durarara!! Anime and admits to being too lazy to read novels: Why would anybody like this guy? *posts gif where Izaya is saying*"People are my playthings."
  • Me: There are reasons I like Izaya: For one, he's intelligent, charming, cunning, has class, cares for and values his friendship with Shinra in his own way even though he has trouble with empathy(something I relate to), and despite everything, he's just a human even though he's able to bring down an entire organization like Amphisbaena. Not to mention I'm pretty sure he's jealous of practically everybody he comes into contact with. Shizuo, Mikado, Shinra, even Celty.
  • Me: He punches a telephone pole upon realizing he'd be betraying his only friend by normal human standards.
  • Me: And he was neglected by his parents emotionally. That's a very typical cause of personality disorders, just so you know. It's not entirely his fault that he is the way he is. Just saying. But I enjoyed watching him outsmart Amphisbaena. And I really like reading the novels for his philosophical views. Plus, he's kind of agnostic and fears death more than anything, something I can relate to.
  • Me: Haha his hand was literally swollen up because of slamming it into the telephone pole. But you know what happened when his sisters expressed concern for his hand?
  • This-
  • Mairu tilted her head and asked as she saw his right hand, “What happened, Iza-nii? Your right hand looks swollen.”
  • “...Health (Are you alright)?” Kururi looked at him with worried eyes.
  • Izaya stroked her head with his left hand and lied with a sigh, “Yeah, I got this when I was running away from Shizu-chan.”
  • “So you deserved it after all—”
  • “Keep yourselves away from muscle idiots like that one. Or you could die, you know.”
  • The siblings continued their conversation as they disappeared into the city night. The city, which took in everything it was offered, absorbed their talk into its nightly cacophony as it did any chit-chat within any normal family.
  • -
  • That was from the ninth Durarara!! Light novel.
  • But what was even sadder was the scene before that -
  • The twins flanked Izaya as he began walking, a bitter smile on his face. Mairu, who was on Izaya’s right, raised her face to look at him and said in a natural tone, “Say, Iza-nii. We know that you probably don’t treat us any differently as you treat other people, but keep in mind that we still think of you as family, OK?”
  • “All of a sudden you’re saying things that would actually make me happy. What happened?” Izaya felt that the line didn’t sound like Mairu, who usually told him to “Die!” and highkicked him when she saw him. He glanced at his sisters’ faces—and saw that they were smiling innocently back at him as they continued.
  • “So, if you get killed by Shizuo-san, Iza-nii, we’ll make sure to cry a little bit for you before we laugh about it.”
  • “Small (Just a little)...”
  • “...I was a fool to expect any family love from you.”
  • Izaya chuckled and walked faster.
  • - Also from LN 9, I have no clue why it wasn't in the novels. It really should have been. Especially the scene where he actually punched the telephone pole. But another reason I like Izaya is because not only is Izaya changing, but Narita himself said, "I have a feeling there was a scene where he cried, but he didn't let the readers see."
  • Somebody else: There are many reasons that make me like Izaya Orihara, like his fascinating personality, but that doesn't mean I think of him as a good man ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯ I love it anyway
  • Person who has only seen the Durarara!! anime:
  • *throws in lame ass argument about what 'bad' things Izaya has done, without arguing, even though the argument could go both ways, considering he did take down Amphisbaena, and took Jinnai Yodogiri's corporation, giving Kasane Kujiragi back her freedom.*
  • Me: He's neither good nor bad. Most people can't be classified as either. We're all selfish in our own ways, and have a dark nature down deep that makes us want to test people at points. But without proper nurturing that can become harmful by nature, and it can consume us.
  • Somebody else number 2: The funny thing is that most people fail to recognize that they are of equal good/bad scale to Izaya without realizing it. It's only because Izaya is presented as an antagonist going against the common societal view that he is seen as a villain. Anyone that stands out against what is accepted is seen as bad because that is what we are taught at a young age to believe.
  • So saying that you hate Izaya because he is evil or bad is playing into those accepted, ingrained, and common beliefs.
  • Person who has only seen Durarara!! anime:
  • I don't have to like Izaya. I don't agree with you, and I don't want to argue about this. Izaya is pretty terrible. He started a whole war for fun, and told a girl to commit suicide. Any Shinra was just assuming when he said that Izaya has a fragile heart. Shinra is just some underground doctor(me: that doesn't know what he's talking about)?
  • Me: You don't have to like him, but you can't just deny canon. First off, he didn't want to start the war entirely for fun. He's an atheist/agnostic, and is terrified of death more than anything. The novels outright called Shinra, "his friend, the first person to see through Izaya to his true nature.". And Shinra described Izaya's 'true nature' as being more human and his heart more fragile than anybody else. Nextly, Shinra isn't 'just' some ignorant doctor. He has the potential to be the most manipulative character on the show if he really wanted to, and he's not ignorant. He's actually fairly insightful and observant, even when others aren't even though he ignores them because he only cares about Celty. Even Tom seemed weary of Shinra, implied by the novels.
  • Somebody else 4: Whether you like Izaya or not doesn't matter, because it's not just interpretation, it's canon, so in other words, you're just ignoring facts to justify your hatred for him.
  • Person who has only seen Durarara!! anime:
  • I mean he could made different choices and it could have turned out better.
  • Person who has only seen Durarara!! anime: I think Izaya's the worst one because he started the war.
  • Me: The same could be said for pretty much every single one of the characters, who all have done some pretty bad things, and crossed over things Izaya never would. *points out Shizuo's non justification for his hair trigger and how if it weren't for Simon, Shizuo could have killed somebody. Points out Ran's joking about raping both Saki and Mikage, as well as his abuse towards his brother, not to mention what he did and threatened to Saki(though he is jealous of the love Aoba receives from his parents, and the natural leader role Kyouhei has), points out Anri's hypocrisy in siding with Saika just because she saved her, points out Masaomi's cowardice(even though he has his really good moments), points out how Izaya saved Saki and multiple other girls from abusive situations, and especially Kuon's sister's experience with Izaya and how they can't properly seem to live without Izaya, points out the fact that, in reality, Mikado stabbed Aoba because he wanted to fulfill his ego, as well as the fact that he shot off a gun and caused a spark in the Awakusu-kai, points out some of the things Namie and Seiji did, not to mention Shinra's manipulative nature. Above all, points out all the trouble Nasujima caused and the terrible things he did(to Haruna and her family especially), as well as Jinnai Yadogiri sending Vorona(serial killer for fun at first, likely because of neglect) and Sloan to kidnap a child and do who knows what with her, considering all that Jinnai did to Ruri(also serial killer, but less for fun and more for revenge to get back at those who killed her parents)(not to mention Jinnai doing experimentation on her), though killing still starts to consume her because she feels freedom by doing so), Adabashi beating Shinra to a bloody pulp(though not apparently as bad as Shizuo has supposedly done to Shinra in the past, according to Shinra himself)(after which Izaya had Izumii break Adabashi's leg broke and kept him in his apartment for three days until he managed to escape.)* I'm not going to even go into Shizuo beating up a guy for simply questioning the purpose of life and telling him to go die, or the things Vorona, Shinra, Walker, Erika, Aoba, Rokujo, even Celty,(probably)Simon, and many others have done. Because every character has flaws and weaknesses that make them human. Minus Takashi and Jinnai Yadogiri, everybody has a least one person they have an attachment to of some sort and can feel a little closer to than others, even if they won't admit it, mostly everybody has unhealthy obsessions, Izaya nonetheless. But most everybody is changing, Izaya has even took the huge step of NOT calling Shizuo a monster, and instead admitting that Shizuo is just a man that distanced himself from humans. If that alone is not an improvement for him, I don't know what is.
  • Person who has only seen the Durarara!! anime: *obviously didn't read much of anything* Eh, Izaya's not good, and I just can't find it in myself to like him. If he were a real person, I might sympathize with him a little bit, because he could find help, but he's just a character, and there's no real justification for why he is the way he is.
  • Other person who has only seen the Durarara!! anime:
  • The anime is made for you to interpret Izaya however you want.
  • Somebody else number 4: This is why people need to read the novels. There is more to Izaya than what is portrayed in the anime.
  • Me: Plus, both the anime and manga is there to promote the original sources, so, naturally, they are going to leave out stuff, because they want you to read novels.
  • Somebody else number 5: Izaya isn't evil. He's not a sociopath. He's not a psychopath. He's not a troll. He is indeed only human and only wants a little more in his life than sitting on a bed and binge watch anime. There's so many reasons to like him <3
  • Me: While sociopath can be a generic term used for people with delayed or limited empathy(due to trauma)(unlike psychopaths, who are just born that way), as far as I know, sociopathy can still be detected in brain scans, because their brain still works and is wired very similarly to a psychopath. Either way, I honestly don't believe Izaya is either. I believe that he's just a human with a normal brain like both of his brain scans suggested.
  • Somebody else number 6: I honestly love hate him, but mostly I hate him, but I gotta admit he's a hot bastard.
  • Me: You're kind of missing the point, but whatever. He, just like anybody, has a side to him one can hate, but he also has a side to him that makes him a very complex character. The way he views things are so fascinating and he really opened my eyes to certain things. I can relate to his philosophy, I can empathize with his feelings about humans, and especially his hatred/jealous of Shizuo(having grown up with a brother that acts much like him, just to a less extreme, not mention I've experienced some domestic abuse, so I don't just like him for his looks alone(even if he is pretty good looking. Like I said, he's charming, cunning, shrewd but with class, is kind of funny at times, has views on society that I personally understand, is jealous of a lot of people for various reasons which I can also relate to. Despite being a mere human, he uses his wits to get out of dangerous situations, and to take down corporations like Amphisbaena and Jinnai Yadogiri. He has a an amazing ability to turn the tables when one least expects it, and wonderful flexibility as well. Unlike Shizuo, who has super strength, or Mikado who has close confidants he can truly rely on, or Celty, who can use her shadows and many others, Izaya is just a human(though he's jealous of every one of them, not forgetting Shinra, and doesn't actually want to be acknowledged as himself.)
  • He's an incredibly written character in the novels, but ultimately one I can relate to in certain aspects, including the feeling of loneliness, and feeling fear at the one he called his '(only)best friend' being mad at him. It honestly frustrates me when people bash him, or ignore the things that make him who he really is.
  • Izaya isn't a sadist, he just wants answers. And he's an emotional masochist at it's finest, possibly a chaotic neutral, and both an Anti-Villain and Anti-hero(though maybe a little more on the Anti-villain side at times). Also, lastly Izaya didn't "convince girls to commit suicide". In reality, he saved them in the novels(even if it wasn't really his intentions.) Ryo didn't happen. Izaya didn't cause the blood splatter. Because Manami and the other girl were the last two he messed with, and it clearly said that nobody he met up had actually went through with it in the end.
  • Person who has only seen Durarara!! anime:
  • *has already abandoned conversation*
Being Renessmee's Twin Includes
  • Rosalie: I'm naming her Bella. I will not allow you to butcher and mesh two more names. Her name is Carlie. Deal with it.
  • Carlie: Why can't I fight with you and momma papa? I want to show the Volturi that I'm not a scared little girl. Anyone threatens to kill my family, I refuse to run away
  • Bella: Carlie, how many times have I told you? No throwing knifes in the house. You could hurt Renessmee or yourself. Be more careful.
  • Emmett: C'mon kiddo. I'll teach you how to fight.
  • Jasper: *scoffs* It'd be best if I teach her. You get frustrated too easily Emmett.
  • Carlise: Carlie, your growth is more rapid than Renessmee's. Your genes must be slightly different from hers. It could be an attribution to a power we haven't discovered yet.
  • Esme: It's so sweet of you to help me make dinner for you and Renessmee. I feel like you and I hardly get any time together. Renessmee's always off with either her parents or Jacob and you keep to yourself most of the time. Just know that I'm here if you ever want to talk to someone sweetie. You are my grandbaby afterall.
  • Edward: Your mother and I don't love Renessmee more than you Carlie. We love you both equally. She just relies on us more than you. You've always been more independent than your sister.
  • Carlie: I'm more independent because you and mom are always with her and Aunt Rose takes care of me. But whatever. I don't care anymore. She'll be stuck here in Forks and you all will have to leave eventually and I will travel the world once I reach an acceptable age growth.
  • Bella: Where have you been Carlie?! You've been gone for three whole days! What on earth are you wearing?!
  • Carlie: *sighs* Relax mom. I went to Comic Con in San Diego and cosplayed as Harley Quinn. I went to have some fun. Geez, it's like your trying to keep me trapped with you forever since Renessmee started solely hanging out with Jacob. I bet you really hate that imprint now cause you finally have to pay attention to your other daughter.
  • Alice: Carlie, come shopping with me. We never spend any girl time together since you started buying your own clothes.
  • Carlie: But there's a Gotham marathon on today. How about I go shopping with you tomorrow then?
  • Jasper: *watching the Romanian aired teach you how to fight and use weapons from a window in the house because Bella and Edward forbid him from teaching her himself* I don't see what the problem was with them Alice. I have no urge to drink wither of the girls blood and I adore Carlie. I should be teaching her how to fight, not those barbaric two.
  • Alice: I know Jas. But she finally made some friends that weren't a part of our family. Renessmee has Jacob and that's all she needs. Carlie is free to expand herself unbound to anyone. We don't want to smother the girl by crowding her all the time.
  • Rose: I can't believe Bella never told you about periods. Oh wait, I can. Look Carlie, you have nothing to fear. It's completely natural.
  • Carlie: I HATE IT! I FEEL HORRIBLE ALL THE TIME AND I KEEP CRAVING CHEESECAKE AND CHEETOS!
  • Jacob: Why do you hate me Carlie? I never did anything to you.
  • Carlie: *rolls eyes and scoffs* Exactly. I hardly even know you and you're the guy my sister is bound to for life. You've hardly ever acknowledged me before. You've hardly ever spokento me and you have no interest in anyone but my sister. I don't like you because I know that the imprint you have with my sister isn't how you really are or were before my mom even started screwing with your life.
  • Bella: How can you say such a thing Carlie?!
  • Carlie: Oh please. Shut up mom. You know I'm right. You only support that imprint because now, Jacob will forever be within your grasp. Just because you chose not to have him all those years ago doesn't mean you get to keep him around when he's moved on with his life.
  • Renessmee: Will you be my maid of honor?
  • Carlie: I haven't seen or heard from you in nearly four years sis. And frankly I don't want to go to your wedding at all. You know your marriage won't end well. You're in love with Nahuel and whether you admit it or not, you don't feel the same pull if the imprint like you used to. Stop dragging Jacob along. Stop your relationship with him and decide what you want. God, you are worse than our mother. Make up your freaking mind.
  • Leah: I didn't think it would be possible, but I am actually best friends with someone who shares half her DNA with Bella Cullen.
  • Carlie: Oh hush. I'm nothing like my mother and you know it. Now shut up so I can hear Tom Hiddleston say "mewling quim."
  • Seth: Are you sure about this Carlie?
  • Carlie: Yes, for the thousandth time. I love you and I refuse to be bound to someone I met only once. I fell in love with you and that is what I've always wanted. To fall in love, not be bound by fate to become whatever my mate pleases.
The sum of every song in Hamilton
  • Alexander Hamilton: it me, ya boy ham
  • Aaron Burr, Sir pt. 1: hey Burr, we're both orphans and I'm really smart and I want to graduate college in 2.6 seconds like you
  • Aaron Burr, Sir pt. 2:
  • HEY ITS ME, YOUR GAY LOVE INTEREST, JOHN LAURENS
  • HEY ITS ME, LAFAYETTE I LOVE AMERICA AND I AM VERY FRENCH
  • HEY ITS ME, HERCULES MULLIGAN AND I HAVE SEX
  • My shot:
  • HECK YAAA BBBOOOOOYSSSSSS WE ABT TO BE APART OF HISTORY
  • The story of tonight: were about to go to war but we have freedom and it's going to be great
  • The Schuyler sisters:
  • ANGELICAAAA (work work) ELiZZA and leggy
  • Farmer refuted:
  • Our boy ham straight up flames our British pal Sammy boy
  • You'll be back: meanwhile
  • , King George III is in Britain and is lying to himself
  • Right hand man:
  • Burr: hey hi hello I exist
  • George washing-machine:
  • Alexandre: general washingmachine you called for me
  • Burr: -,-
  • George washingmachine: HAM YOU'RE HERE BE MY SECRETARY
  • Ham: what no thanks
  • Washingmachine: pls
  • Ham: ok fine
  • A winters ball:
  • The boys: WE ALL LIKE GIRLS
  • Laurens: ,:)
  • Helpless:
  • Ham: hey marry me
  • Eliza: :)ok:)
  • Satisfied:
  • *flashback*
  • Angelica: I like alexandre
  • Eliza: I like alexandre
  • Angelica: oh okay *throws herself out of the window*
  • The story of tonight *reprise*: our boys ham, laurens, Hercules mulligan and Lafayette are really drunk
  • Wait for it: Burr is in politics but has no political opinion and nobody exactly knows what he's waiting for
  • Stay Alive:
  • A ham: daaad commme ooooon let me fiight
  • George washingmachine: ehhhhhhh I don't knooow let's send in lee
  • Charles Lee: IM A GENERAL WHEEEE
  • George washingmachine: that was a mistake
  • Ten duel commandments: Lauren's wants to duel lee because he was being salty towards our favorite dad, George washing machine, and they do and Lee gets shot
  • Meet him inside
  • George washingmachine: wtf ham
  • Alexandre: lee started it
  • George washingmachine: son stop
  • A ham: I AM NOT YOUr SON
  • George washingmachine: go home
  • That would be enough:
  • Alex: Eliza I'm poor
  • Eliza: I know idc lol
  • Alex: :)
  • Guns and ships:
  • *A REALLY FAST RAP BY OUR FAVORITE FRENCH BOY LAYETTE*
  • General washingmachine: hey alexandre pls come back
  • History has its eyes on you:
  • George washingmachine: hey son, if you make any mistakes everyone in the future will probably only focus on that
  • Yorktown:
  • The colonies: HEY WE WON THE WAR
  • What comes next:
  • King George III: haha good luck running a country lol see ya
  • Dear Theodosia:
  • Burr: I had a baby girl she's cute and her name is theodosia
  • Ham: LOOK AT MY SON I HAD A KID LOOK AT HIM HES GREAT I LOVE HIM AND HIS NAME IS PHILIP
  • Non-Stop:
  • Burr: Alexandre why can't you shut up
  • Alexandre: Kay I will
  • *later*
  • Alexandre: look I wrote 51 essays in 2 seconds to defend the US constitution
  • Burr: WHAT
  • What'd I miss:
  • Thomas Jefferson: hey I'm back from France
  • Everyone: TOMMY J HEY YOU'RE BACK
  • Hamilton: who r u
  • Cabinet battle #1:
  • Thomas Jefferson: your financial plan is dumb
  • Ham: ur dumb I don't agree
  • Washingmachine: Alexandre calm down
  • Thomas Jefferson & James
  • Madison: no1 likes you
  • Washingmachine: they right you need to calm down
  • Take a break:
  • Eliza & Angelica: stop writing for once and leave with us to go somewhere
  • Ham: no
  • Eliza &angelica: wow fuk u 2 then
  • Say no to this:
  • Mariah Reynolds: my husbands abusive please have an affair w/ me
  • Everyone: NO DONT DO IT
  • Ham: I guess I have no choice okay I will
  • *later*
  • James Reynolds: ur having an affair with my wife give me money
  • Ham: k here u go
  • The room where it happens:
  • Ham: I'm having a meeting with James and Thomas
  • Burr: wat
  • Ham: we're deciding where the capital is
  • Burr: hey I wanna go
  • Ham: no
  • Schuyler defeated: burr is now senator instead of hamiltons father in law and ham is salty abt it
  • Cabinet battle #2:
  • Jefferson: lets help France with their war
  • Ham: wat no not another war
  • Washingmachine: he's right
  • Thomas: wtf of course you take his side
  • Washington on your side:
  • Jefferson: I don't like Alexandre
  • Madison: he wouldn't be so high up w/ out Washington
  • Jefferson: lets ruin his career
  • One last time:
  • Washingmachine: oops I'm not president anymore
  • Alexandre: dad no
  • Washingmachine: byyyyye
  • I know him:
  • King George III: what john Adams is the president now lol good luck
  • The Adams administration:
  • Ham: JOHN ADAMS FIGHT ME
  • We know:
  • Madison, burr &Jefferson: you took government funds ur career is over
  • Ham: lol no I just cheated on my wife
  • Hurricane:
  • Ham: I've fought everyone, except for myself
  • Ham: I guess I'll change that
  • The Reynolds pamphlet:
  • Alexandre: Time to publish the details of my affair before anyone else for some reason and ruin my marriage
  • Everyone: wtf
  • Burn:
  • Eliza: hey wtf Alexandre ur the worst
  • Blow us all the way:
  • Philip: I'm really smart and I just graduated
  • Philip: hey wait George Eacker just said somthin mean abt my dad alexandre
  • Philip: hey Eacker lets duel
  • George: what okay
  • *later*
  • Philip: *aims gun at sky hoping that Eacker won't shoot and no one will die*
  • Hey this looks the the perfect opportunity to not shoot
  • Eacker: how bout I do AnYWAy
  • Stay alive:
  • Philip: oh no I'm dying
  • Alexandre: no pls
  • Eliza: WAIT WHAT
  • Philip: mom I'm dying
  • Eliza: wat no
  • Philip: oops I did
  • It's quite uptown:
  • Alexandre: hey our son is dead and I'm sorry
  • Eliza: I accept your apology
  • Eliza&ham: ;-;
  • The election of 1800:
  • Madison: hey burr is probably going to win the election
  • Jefferson: what no
  • Madison: if Alexandre likes you over burr you could win
  • Burr: wow everyone likes me
  • *later*
  • It's a tie
  • Everyone: Alexandre
  • Everyone: Jefferson or Burr
  • Ham: Jefferson
  • Burr: what
  • Oh look Jefferson is president now
  • Your obedient servant:
  • Burr: ham you cause all my problems
  • Ham: that sounds like a YOU problem
  • Burr: duel me
  • Ham: k
  • Best of wives, best of women:
  • Eliza: y r u up
  • Ham: I have a meeting
  • Eliza: Kay
  • Eliza: u better not be having an affair
  • The world was wide enough:
  • Burr: oops I killed ham I didn't mean too
  • Who lives, who dies who tells, who tells your story:
  • Everyone: :( Alexandre died
  • Eliza: I'm going to tell his story :)
i won't say i'm in love || hermione granger

Requested : Reader is Draco’s best friend, but reader is in love with Hermione and keeps it a secret.

[A/N] : I changed it into a realization kinda thing so I hope you like it! thanks for the request!!

Masterlist


You walked towards potions class next to your best friend, Draco Malfoy, who was busy ranting about Harry Potter and his friends. What else would he talk about? He’s basically obsessed with the boy. You were surprised that he hasn’t started stalking the golden trio yet.

You snapped out of thought when you bumped into someone, knocking you and all your books down. You propped yourself up on your elbows, looking up to see who bumped into you. Your view was covered by Draco, who was seemingly insulting them, before reaching out to help you up.

“Now get lost you filthy mudblood.”

Mudblood? Only one person was called mudblood and that was Hermione Granger. You whipped your head back to apologize before Draco dragged you away. You shot her a small smile, but instead, you recieved a scoff and a glare. You turned your head back to Draco, who was muttering about how she shouldn’t even be in this school.

“I appreciate you looking out for me Draco but you shouldn’t call Hermione a mudblood. She is a person after all..”

Draco ignored you as you turned around the corner to enter potions class. You were about to step in when you remembered that you forgot to bring your notes.

“Merlin! I forgot to bring my notes! Do you think i can make it in time before Snape arrives?”

Draco shot you a glare before laughing. Snape always arrives on time, and judging by his laugh, he didn’t think you could make it back in time.

“What’s so funny? You think i can’t make it back in time? Challenge accepted Malfoy.”

You dashed around the corner, avoiding crashing into students as you did so. You quickened your pace as you watched more students enter the classes as the hallway deserted.

Alright, one more turn and you’re there [Y/N].

You turned with a grin. You were so going to win this bet. You froze when you saw her. Hermione was standing in front of the door, staring into nothing. You walked slowly, not sure of what to say. Seems to you that Draco really pissed her off during your exchange earlier.

You went past her, deciding to stick to the plan.

Get your notes and return to class before Snape arrives.

You snatched your notes from your dorm, before quietly leaving the hallway. Thats when you heard her sniffling. Was she crying? Why was she crying?

“Uhh hey? Why are you crying?”

Her head snapped up, surprised that you heard her. You could see a blush forming and you couldn’t help but find it cute. You knew that she was in your potions class, aka where you should be right now.

“Hey.. We have potions together right? Well thats actually right now, so why don’t we talk about it while we walk there yeah?”

Her eyes searched for any clue of why you were acting so nice to her, but instead, all she found was honesty and kindness in those big [Y/E/C] eyes of yours. She nodded as she started walking next to you, not saying a word.

You grinned as you walked next to her. You couldn’t help but feel curious about the strange girl next to you. You barely spoke to her, she always escaped before you could. You never see her in any other classes either. This girl was a complete mystery besides the fact that she’s friends with Harry Potter.

“So, what’s your story?”
“You do know thats such a cliche thing to ask right? It happens in every book.”

You glanced down, hurt that she responded so harshly. If she noticed that you were hurt, she didn’t mention it. The rest of the walk was quiet and awkward. Neither of you said a word and she seemed tense about something. You just didn’t know what. You decided to mind your own business and just return back to your class, which you are now 15 minutes late to.

“Well here we are.. it was nice to uhh.. get to know you.. sorta… Well, i’ll see you later Hermione.”

You knocked on the door before walking in, apologizing profusely to Professor Snape. You, being one of the few students that he tolerated, were excused and allowed to sit down. You glanced at Hermione, who, to your surprise, was staring back at you.

You blushed, before turning your head back to the Professor’s lecture. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you were hit by a crumpled up paper that could only be sent by Draco Malfoy himself.

You shot him a glare, before opening up the note to see what was so important that he needed to chuck a ball of paper at your head. As soon as you opened the note, you recognized his messy writing that filled the center of the page.

Looks like I won the bet [Y/L/N]. What took you so long anyways? You came in the same time that mudblood did. Don’t tell me you were actually talking with her were you?

You quickly took out your feather and wrote a reply before letting the ink dry and crumpling the note back into a ball. You checked to see if Professor Snape was looking, before chucking the ball at Draco’s forhead.

You could hear his grumbling and the sound of the crumpled ball being open, and the faint sound of him muttering under his breath. You turned back around to see his glare as he pointed at your drawing of him. You laughed lightly, before turning your attention back to the lecture. You hadn’t been listening at all, and now you could see Snape’s glare at you and Draco.

While you were busy making fun of Draco, little did you know that Hermione was staring at you, softly smiling at your shenanigans. She took every detail in, the way your lips curved upwards into a smirk whenever Draco glared, the way your eyebrows would crinkle when you were confused, the way your dimples would show when you were truly happy.

Thats when it hit her square in the face.

She was falling in love with [Y/N] [Y/L/N].

And she was falling hard.

anonymous asked:

I totally understand your situation with your parents :( I'm Muslim and I don't know if I could ever come out to my parents, let alone people in general. I know they won't disown me but I know that our relationship will never b the same :( do u have any advice? Should I just live a double life. Sorry if it's too much. U can ignore if it is. Thank you for your time 💕

oh sweetheart. this is hard, and will always be hard. I think a double life is unfair to you and to the person you end up with, but you are the only one who can judge what it’s in your best interests to do, and I won’t give you the usual drivel about how ~people can surprise you~, so what I have is this:

finally getting together with my current girlfriend (it’s a long story) triggered my own personal article 50. see, when I was a teenager I’d assured myself that I’d only tell my very religious parents about being a lesbian if I was really and truly in love. aaand now I was in love. gay brexit had begun. 

I told my mom in person, because even if she’d raised a lesbian she hadn’t raised a coward. (I put my head between my knees in the bathroom for like ten minutes beforehand.) she was. shocked, I think? didn’t know what to say? and then the next day she and my dad sat with me in a hotel room and she told me how my life was going to be terrible and I was making an awful decision, and how I would never convince her otherwise. she told me to move out of my apartment and say goodbye to my girlfriend, which isn’t great advice in new york city, but you know, the realities of east coast living weren’t exactly the thing on trial here. she didn’t know why she was the one who had to accept this. why couldn’t I accept what she believed. so much for the tolerant left etc. 

anyway, it sucked and there was a lot of crying. then she and I didn’t speak for six months. one or two stilted conversations on the phone, and the most upsetting birthday card of my life. nothing else. I’ve never felt worse. more crying. 

then she decided it was cool if we talked as long as I didn’t mention my girlfriend to her. or talked about doing anything with my girlfriend. she wanted me to function as the censor key to my own life. and like a total fucking asshole, I did. I was happy to have her talk to me again, and I wanted to repair our relationship. I thought this was the first step. so for almost a year, she only heard the edges of how I was happier than I’d ever been. great, right? super healthy. we’d talk pretty often, and I tried to soften her towards the idea of A Lesbian In Her Life, and I think…I don’t know. I think it was important for her to hear that I was still me. this doesn’t excuse the fact that she was being a bigot, but two things can be true simultaneously. a bigot and concerned about what this meant for her daughter. life is messy. 

after about eighteen months of this, I was done. my girlfriend and I will likely be married in about two years, and my life was carrying on without my mom. that’s not how I wanted it. so when I went back home for surgery earlier this month, she and I sat on a bench and talked again. I told her how much I loved my girlfriend, she talked about how the only thing that would make her happy about that is if jesus himself told her it was okay. but then she said that jesus himself was also generally pretty cool about existing in compassion, care and kindness with people he didn’t agree with. that was new. so I pressed a little harder, and it turns out she doesn’t want to lose me, and that she is sure that my girlfriend is wonderful, because “any friend” of mine will of course be. then she said that if we didn’t have our wedding in a church, she’d show up. that’s miles ahead of where she was before. 

I don’t know where this story is going, I won’t until it happens to me. all I can say is that your family loves you, and yes, your relationship with them will probably never be the same. but it won’t end. 

anonymous asked:

I'm a sucker for angst,so if possible, can you do a scenario in which Undertaker and his s/o are having a serious fight? And his s/o is completely right but he just won't accept he's wrong until he sees how hurt she is

*rises up out of my coffin* DID SOMEONE SAY ANGST


The inside of London’s most recognizable mortuary is typically quiet during the night. (Y/N) and the Undertaker don’t have many problems with their neighbors, that’s for sure. The happy couple is usually content to curl up in a coffin and sleep the night away.

Tonight is not a typical night. Tonight, the windows rattle with the sounds of an intense lovers’ quarrel.

“I can’t believe you did that, Adrian! I mean, how could you?!” The lady isn’t actively pacing the floors, but she looks no less agitated for it. Her fingers drum on the nearest table and her weight shifts from one foot to the other. Her lover is not like everyone else, certainly… she thought he was just eccentric. She never dreamed he’d do something so reckless. It seems he really is mad as a hatter. “Do you realize how many people died aboard the Campania?! Just so you could – could – what the hell were you even trying to accomplish, anyway?!”

While Undertaker is clearly upset in his own right, he’s not as visibly worked up as his darling. Why should he be? He wanted to do his little experiment, he did it, and it’s not as big of a deal as he’s making it out to be. How long has she been alive, in comparison to him? She’s got no right to lecture him like this. “I told y’ already, I wanted ta see what would ‘appen! ‘N’ what do y’ care about all those people, ‘uh? Y’ didn’t know any of ‘em! They weren’t yer friends er family!”

“They were someone’s friends and family!” she hisses back at him. “What do you think, that doesn’t count for anything?! Do you really think I can only be upset if I knew them?!”

His nails dig into the other table, marring its surface with long gashes. “Y’re bein’ ridiculous! If y’ didn’t like what I ‘ad planned, then ‘ow come y’ didn’t say somethin’ about it?!”

The rage seems to be rising inside her chest as her heels scrape against the floor. Why is he like this? Why is he so damn stubborn and can’t admit that he’s done something stupid? “Maybe because I didn’t think you were actually going to do it! Who in their right mind does something like that, Adrian?! Just because you wanted to see what would happen?! I could have told you what would happen! Any sane person could have told you what would happen if you let loose a horde of soulless, ravenous beasts onto a ship full of people!”

That’s enough!” Instead of slipping off the table, his fist suddenly slams down onto it. What right does she have to criticize him? Hasn’t she said before that his curiosity is one of the things she loves about him? Why is it a problem now, just because the outcome was unfortunate? “It was an experiment! I can’t predict the future! ‘N’ it’s not like it affects y’ anyway! Ain’t that right? Y’ don’t even know any of their names! Why can’t y’ jus’ say y’ fergive me ‘n’ we can move on?!”

Her escalation takes things a step further by knocking several glasses and jars off the table she’s been standing near. They shatter against the ground, splinters of glass and pottery scattering in every direction at the couple’s feet. “BECAUSE MAYBE I CAN’T FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS!

The air freezes, and through his bangs, (Y/N) can see his glimmering chartreuse eyes widen in shock. Everything is silent for a moment as Undertaker just stares at her, then his body goes limp. Any trace of anger is gone, and he leans on the table as if he’s gotten very tired very quickly. “… Love… no… that’s – that’s not what I want… I’m… I’m sorry, I…”

But he doesn’t know what else to say, and nothing (Y/N) says now can hurt him more than what she’s already said.

Remember me (Pt.1)
  • <p> <b>Requests:</b> Open!<p/><b><p></b> <b>A/N:</b> English is not my maternal language, sorry if this has any grammatical errors.<p/><b><p></b> <b>Summary:</b> Bucky and Y/N have a very close friendship. Both are part of the Avengers. He has a girlfriend and is going to take the big step. She instead, suffers a serious accident that changes everything.<p/><b>Characters:</b> Avengers, Bucky, Fem!Reader, OFC (Reader parents, brother...)<p/><b>Genre:</b> Drama, family, angst, romance, hurt/comfort.<p/><b>Warnings:</b> Curse/Swearing, car accident.<p/><b></b> •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°<p/><b></b> "Two pairs of ACEs, I've won you all!" I exclaimed excited.<p/><b></b> "Oh, come on!" Clint complained after his defeat.<p/><b></b> "For once that I could win!" Nat said frustrated.<p/><b></b> "For once that Tony doesn't play and I have a chance of winning, Y/N makes us to bite the dust! Great!" Bucky said passing his peanuts to me.<p/><b></b> "Thanks, Buck! I'll enjoy your peanuts!"<p/><b></b> "How is it possible that you've won? If you supposedly are bad playing at this?" Clint asked quirking an eyebrow while passing me his nuts.<p/><b></b> "Oh, well... Let's say that I have learned from the best!" I answered to Clint as I winked at Tony.<p/><b></b> "Anyone could win this game." the Stark genius said.<p/><b></b> "It also have to do with the thing that you usually visit Las Vegas?" Nat questioned to Tony, I laughed<p/><b></b> "Maybe." Tony shrugged while he laughed.<p/><b></b> I looked at all my friends who seemed to enjoy the moment.<p/><b></b> "Anybody wants some coffee?" I asked while getting up from the couch of the common room<p/><b></b> "I would like to" Steve and Clint said at the same time.<p/><b></b> "Thank you, Y/N." said Steve with a smile.<p/><b></b> "You are welcome, Cap!" I smiled at him.<p/><b></b> "I'll be back with your coffee, gentlemen." I said while I went to the kitchen.<p/><b></b> "Smells good." Bucky said as he approached me.<p/><b></b> "I know, my coffee is the best"<p/><b></b> "No doubt about it, doll"<p/><b></b> "Hey, how are things with Molly?" I ask to my dear friend.<p/><b></b> "Great, actually, everything is going well. The other day we went out and... well, I proposed marriage. She accepted"<p/><b></b> "Hold on... seriously?" I asked unbelieving, he nodded proudly. " Oh my god, congratulations, Buck!" I hugged him. "You deserve it! Oh, my... God..."<p/><b></b> A strange feeling woke up inside me after think and think again about what he said. I ignored it.<p/><b></b> "Sush, low your voice, Y/N!". He said in a whisper. "Nobody knows anything, you're the first person to know it."<p/><b></b> "Oh! Really? Why?"<p/><b></b> "Why will it be, Y/N?"<p/><b></b> "I do not know..." I shrunk my shoulders.<p/><b></b> "Because you're my best friend, why else?"<p/><b></b> Ouch.<p/><b></b> I laughed "Maybe because you love me?"<p/><b></b> "Well, maybe. Yeah. And you and Jeff? How are you doing?" He changed the subject.<p/><b></b> "We are doing... well." I lied.<p/><b></b> "Are you sure?"<p/><b></b> "No." I admitted "We broke up."<p/><b></b> "Why?" He asked "You were going to live together."<p/><b></b> "I know, but according to him..." I talked "I'm in love with someone else and you know, jealousy kills a relationship."<p/><b></b> "And that's true." he supported his hand on my shoulder and went to hug me "And how you feel about it? Did you talk again?"<p/><b></b> "Sincerely, I'm feeling better than I thought, we broke up the other day and... I don't feel sad or depressed, and that... makes me think that I am insensitive, I don't know, Bucky... We didn't talk since he left my house."<p/><b></b> "Don't say that! Perhaps now you maybe don't feel the need to cry and feel bad, it need not to be just after the break up, you know? It can be when you least expect it or just when you're ready to let you feel that."<p/><b></b> "You are right, Barnes, thank you." I hugged him again.<p/><b></b> "Hey... you know that you can count on me, right? Always"<p/><b></b> "I know. I know." I whispered "Thank you, Sergeant."<p/><b></b> "It is nothing. Come on, let's bring them the coffee." He said while the returned to the living room.<p/><b></b> "Yes, sir"<p/><b></b> [...]<p/><b></b> "So you will come, Y/N?"<p/><b></b> "Huh? Sorry, I was with the paper work... What's up?" I raised the view.<p/><b></b> "I was wondering if tomorrow you will come to the cinema with us, and with Laura and the kids?" Clint asked with a smile.<p/><b></b> "Yes of course!"<p/><b></b> "That's great!" Nat exclaimed "I won't be the only single while these two spend the film flirting!<p/><b></b> I laughed. That also make me it to my.<p/><b></b> My phone rang, it was my father.<p/><b></b> "Excuse me, I'll be right back, guys." It took me a bit to answer the call. "Dad?"<p/><b></b> "Hello sweetheart, how is everything going with the Avengers?" my father asked<p/><b></b> "Dad! It is been so long without knowing about you!" I said as I looked around "Everything is going really well. And you? Who are you doing?" I questioned happy.<p/><b></b> "Well, hey, bubble..."<p/><b></b> "Dad... how many times I said do not call me that... Tell me, what happen?"<p/><b></b> "Listen, I'm coming home"<p/><b></b> "Really? If so, when?" I asked excited, since it would be the first time that I would see my father in 18 months.<p/><b></b> "In two days I'll get to New York."<p/><b></b> "This Sunday, I..." I whispered "Then I'll pick you up at the airport, yes?"<p/><b></b> "Y/N, you don't need to take the trouble." he said calmly.<p/><b></b> "Dad, like it or not, I'll do it. And then we're going to enjoy the best lunch ever, alright?" I smiled.<p/><b></b> "You're just as stubborn as your mother." he said nostalgically.<p/><b></b> "So? What we can do now about that?" I said funny. "How long is going to be your permission?"<p/><b></b> "About that is what I wanted to talk to you. Honey, I've retired, I've left the army."<p/><b></b> "What!? When!"<p/><b></b> "Bubble, I have to go, this weekend I'll explain you everything."<p/><b></b> "Okay, bye dad. I love you."<p/><b></b> "I love you too, Y/N, bye." I smiled, finally I would see my father.<p/><b></b> Once finished the brief conversation with my father, I finished the paperwork that I had, then I cooped up my things, I said goodbye to everyone and went to my apartment. I was accompanied by Bucky, who had been waiting for a while. We were heading to the garage.<p/><b></b> "Do you want me to take you home?" I asked him.<p/><b></b> "No- well, Yes." he said awkwardly.<p/><b></b> "Yes or not, Barnes?" I laughed.<p/><b></b> "Not or Yes? What?"<p/><b></b> "Oh, god! This is been the weirdest conversation ever!"<p/><b></b> "Yeah, actually" he smiled at me.<p/><b></b> I loved his smile.<p/><b></b> "Y/N, can you take me to the Italian restaurant?" He asked nervously.<p/><b></b> "Sure! Will you be dining there with Molly?"<p/><b></b> "Exactly, doll. Why?"<p/><b></b> "Nah, for nothing, I wanted to congratulate her."<p/><b></b> "Congratulate her? Why?"<p/><b></b> What a dork.<p/><b></b> "Of course, aren't you going to marry her?"<p/><b></b> "Oh, yeah!" He laughed.<p/><b></b> After that and the short trip to the restaurant, I congratulated Molly for agreeing to marry Sergeant Barnes, because thankfully, I would not be the only one next to Steve that we would have to worry about him.<p/><b></b> But it saddens me in some way, although I do not know why I feel this, that there are things that are going to change.<p/><b></b> [...]<p/><b></b> I snorted.<p/><b></b> "I hate traffic! Damn traffic!" I said taking my hands to my head. "I should have gone through the other way ... But no! I had to go down the main street... Great! Just great!"<p/><b></b> I turned the radio on. The music they played rumbled in my head, but at least it made something more enjoyable the wait.<p/><b></b> Again. Damn traffic.<p/><b></b> It waited 15 minutes, when the thing finally seemed to move on and I was able to follow the road without more problems, but the traffic light turned red, so I had to stop, again.<p/><b></b> My phone started ringing. I could not find it, it had to be on the seat next to me. I looked for it and it appeared under the passenger seat, I bent to take it.<p/><b></b> It was for an instant that all around me was illuminated, a blinding light prevented me from seeing well and a sound like the horn of a truck. It came from the same direction as the light.<p/><b></b> A strong impact, hit my car and caused several dangerous turns. I saw the crystals break and I heard a loud metallic noise before everything darkened.<p/><b></b> Everything happened very fast.<p/><b></b> I saw nothing. Everything was dark, it was like if the world had disappeared. As if there was nothing.<p/><b></b> "Miss? Help! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! We need help!" I heard a distant voice shouting for help, I suddenly opened my eyes and saw that I was face down, inside the car yet.<p/><b></b> I shook my head a little, I looked around, everything was backwards. I saw everything double and each time the voices were more distant. I tried to stay awake, but I felt my eyes close. I really tried not to lose consciousnes.<p/><b></b> "Now I understand that... What Jeff told me..." I thought. "Funny. It was true."<p/><b></b> Shit.<p/><b></b> "I'm in love with him. I'm ... in love with Bucky," I whispered before being embraced by the darkness.<p/><b></b> And well, then, everything just changed.<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
SVU Thoughts

Guys, these asks I just answered got me thinking.

What if someone started watching SVU for the first time in S18?

What would they think, if they had no prior knowledge of the show? What if they didn’t know anything about the dorky goofball Sonny used to be? What if they didn’t know anything about Amanda’s turbulent past, or Liv’s struggle toward motherhood, or Barba’s big brass ego? What would be their impression of each character?

Sonny

A new viewer would think Sonny is a guy who got bullied as a kid, and is now overcompensating by being angry and loud, to prevent anyone else from walking all over him. They’d think Sonny is a hotshot lawyer-slash-detective who always had everything figured out. They’d think he’s a know-it-all, and wants to do the ADA’s job, even though he’s a cop. They’d think he is not a devoted cop, because he’s off doing job interviews without telling his boss. They’d think he’s generic and has no personality, no outside interests or hobbies (except crossword puzzles). A new viewer would probably not know Sonny has sisters and a niece, and is great with children. They would think he’s pessimistic, and jaded, and fed up with being a cop, because he can see it changing him for the worst.

Amanda

A new viewer would think Amanda is the most professional and reliable squad member. They’d think she has a rocky relationship with her sweet sister, but nothing too bad, since they’re now living together. They’d think she is a little judgmental and harsh, but she’s justified in doing so, because she has her life together and she’s obviously very responsible. They’d think she is respectful of her superiors and always follows orders, even chastising her colleagues when they don’t. They’d think Liv trusts her with delicate personal matters, because she is Liv’s confidant and friend. A new viewer would probably know Amanda has a child, but only if they didn’t miss the one time baby Jesse was mentioned. They would think she barely knows Fin.

Barba

A new viewer would think Barba is a sweet and sassy guy who is trying his best, but needs input from Liv and Sonny in order to do his job, because he can be indecisive. They’d think he’s funny and quick-witted, but relies on sass to cover up his shortcomings, namely that he can’t win a case unless Liv talks to the victim or his witnesses. They’d think Barba is not one of those prosecutors who can make or break a case (say, a Cabot or a Cutter), but he has to rely on the cops he works with. Liv, especially, since he follows her instructions every week. They’d think he’s meek, and quiet, and accepts multiple putdowns from his colleagues without standing up for himself, because he doesn’t like conflict. They’d think he’s a good friend to Liv, and a good listener, and a supportive, warm person who has no personal issues of his own. No worries, no concerns, no anxieties. They’d think Barba is happy and settled, and the perfect sounding board, because he has no firm opinions. 

Fin

A new viewer would think Fin is Ice-T, and that would be good enough for them, lol. They would also know he was once in the Rangers (unless they blinked during that episode) and he wants to make Sergeant. A new viewer would probably not know Fin has a family.

Liv

A new viewer would think Liv is sanctimonious, and self-righteous, and has to make everything about herself, or her son. They’d think she is willing to dismiss the wishes of the victims, as well as the strategy of the prosecutor, just to get the result she wants (which varies, sometimes it’s a conviction and sometimes it’s a plea deal). They’d think she doesn’t trust her squad enough to delegate, because she is a Lieutenant and yet she’s always out on the field, talking to people the squad has already interviewed. They’d think she is wholly unable to balance her work life and her personal life, and has probably never had a successful relationship in her life (oops that part’s true lol). They’d think she supports victims passionately, except when she doesn’t, like when she knows the parent of a rapist, and she’s willing to allow him to fabricate evidence to exonerate his guilty son.

Caveat

yes i know this is not 100% accurate, or even 90%, i’m exaggerating for effect lol

also you know this is at least 75% accurate, admit it

Questions

Who is more true to character in S18? is anyone lol?

Is there anyone out there who started watching this season? Please show yourselves! Do you agree? Did you go back to watch the earlier episodes? What did you think about your faves?

What happens when you love the memory of a character, but not the current, actual character? What if the disparity is so great that you can no longer fanwank see them as the same person? Do you view them as a new (inferior) character, played by the same actor? And how long until you stop caring?

ngl i’ll keep caring as long as i get mah eye candy

Originally posted by eighthmark

Originally posted by all-things-raul-esparza

but i will only care on a shallow level, because i may not have feelings but i still got eyes

Nevertheless, She Persisted

I wrote a drabble about marvel women persisting. Here it is. 

When Peggy was little, her mother told her to keep her chin up and strong. Her father told her much the same. Society said “no, not like that.” Peggy shot back “yes, exactly like that,” and kept on going. The British army shot down her request to be an agent. “Go get me a coffee and some smokes,” one of them had said. It was as if they would never consider her for a position of power. (Oh, how they underestimated her.) She came to America and demanded it. They said okay. She got to meet a small man who grew four sizes, and who looked at her like she was an equal. She wasn’t just some dame in the war. She was a terrifying woman who knew how to shoot and knew how to get things done. And he appreciated it. She continued as the Director and Founder of SHIELD. She vowed that they would never question a woman in power. (They did, but no one ever said or did anything in public.) Hydra lived in fear of her, and they would never plan anything if she was in town. If she had known, Peggy would have laughed and destroyed them in one day. She persisted. 

Pepper went into business. Her family was from Cape Cod. She grew up playing with Barbies and talking about marriage. Her plans deviated. Pepper was good at math, organization, and making plans on the fly. She was the sole reason that the Thanksgiving of ‘92 was saved. But all around her, men would look at her as if she was there for enjoyment. They would think that she couldn’t hear as they commented on her looks. On how her body was. She burned bright red not out of embarrassment, but out of fear. Sure, Tony patented the nickname, but it was around long before him. She dominated the business field, made sure women knew they were important. More important than the men who demonized them. She ruled Stark Industries with an iron fist, taking little shit and receiving it all with a razor-sharp smile. She persisted.  

Jane Foster was a woman in STEM. This was before all of the programs for young girls. She was a woman who was working on a theory that many considered impossible. She forgot to shave and shower like a regular person, and never looked good unless Darcy worked some make-up magic. Men would scoff at conferences. “Some lady,” they’d say as they saw her brushing Pop Tart crumbs away from her pantsuit. Because they thought that she would have to be some alluring woman for them to gaze at. But she wasn’t. And Jane would never be, because that isn’t something a lady has to be. So Jane stared them down as she announced to the world her findings. She walked off the stage with a slouch, not tall and straight. “I want to go back to sleep,” Jane announced. They left the event early. It was noted that her hair was a mess, and that was the only thing they noted about her; not the fact that she had discovered possibly a new way to travel to distant planets that sustained life. Jane just brushed it off and released a new theory that no man had ever thought of. She persisted. 

Maria Hill was young and fresh out of the army when Director Fury snatched her up to be his righthand woman. She was sharp, intelligent, and could do orders as asked, rarely questioning anything. (At least, he thought.) Maria was to the point and blunt. There were no sweet smiles or nervous laughs. If she was uncomfortable, she would ask them to stop or she would leave. She was a frigid bitch, the ice queen, a lesbian. (The last labels and the previous ones did not bother her in the slightest.) She wasn’t trained in the army to hold men’s gazes. She wasn’t trained to flirt and flutter her eyelashes. She was trained to save lives and make the tough calls. And that’s what her job description was. When Ward tries to make her angry and say that Romanov should have been chosen so they’d have someone to look at, it just amused Maria. She looked nice; smooth hair, lipstick, contour on some days. But the fact that Ward thought he could get under her skin with insults about how she looked? Now that, that was hilarious. When Fury “dies,” she keeps going. People ask her if it was “serious.” Maria says she will date never, and leaves it as that. She continues on in his stead, taking on the complicated jobs that no one else at the fallen agency has the guts to take. She persists. 

Sharon Carter had Peggy Carter as a distant relative, but that didn’t stop Sharon from looking up to her great-aunt. “Never, ever, let a man walk all over you,” Peggy would reiterate to a young Sharon. Her parents were embarrassed but altogether thankful that someone had the courage to tell their daughter what they couldn’t. (They did not appreciate that Peggy gave Sharon her first pistol at age fourteen. Peggy claimed that “Tasers were sold out.”) Sharon has never relied on a legacy to get her into SHIELD. She dealt with people asking her questions about what she did at her job. She handled tough jobs because she was the person to do it; once people realized that Agent 13 was a girl, they had a tough time accepting that she could actually do the job. “It’s pretty gruesome,” a man had said. “Ladies shouldn’t see this.” Sharon gives him a flat look. “Ladies shouldn’t see a lot of the things men do, but unfortunately enough, we still have to. Now move, or you’re gonna get killed.” She wears a sweet smile as she eviscerates the competition. She outshoots Rumlow in a contest and he claims she was using her “assets” to distract others. “You’re just mad because I’m better than you,” Sharon gloats. Rumlow doesn’t like that. Challenges her to a hand-to-hand competition. Sharon has a family dinner, so she declines. Sharon fights hard for her work, and loves every second of it. (Almost.) She fights through men who think she’s there as the distraction. She smirks as she shoots bullets, nearly laughs as the mark stumbles and falls over the balcony. “Yeah, I guess I am pretty distracting when I’m being a badass,” she says with a shrug. “I really want some chicken right now. After the briefing, I guess.” After that “civil war” smackdown, her boss questions her allegiance because of “romantic feelings.” Sharon stares him down, glaring. “The day that ‘romantic feelings’ compromise the ability to do my job, feel free to fire me. But they didn’t, and I’m insulted that you would think I was that inexperienced.” She persisted.

Natasha Romanoff doesn’t remember her childhood. Just learning how to be a lady, and a deadly one at that. She remembers sweat pouring down her back, and her teachers saying that men should never see you sweat. Natasha nods. Life after the Red Room is different, but not. Men still salivate after her, the agents make bets on who can “bed the Widow.” Natasha smiles sweetly and says that the next person who tries to take her to have sexual intercourse will be strung by their uniform to Lady Liberty. Natasha wears make-up most days. She likes the feeling it gives her. She doesn’t wear it other days, and people ask her if she’s feeling okay, or that she looks better with make-up on. Natasha shrugs it off, but says that if they think she looks better with make-up on, then she will make sure they never find a date. (Ask about Agent Sammond. He has never found a date since.) She continues even when men still underestimate her. She is the freaking Black Widow, the name usually tips women off at least. They know to stay away. Natasha leans in with her fragrance and smile, and eviscerates them. She is courageous, and she is strong. Sometimes, she’ll teach other women how to be their own kind of deadly. Even after everything, Natasha is still herself. She persists. 

Garrett Inquisition Banters - Dorian
  • Dorian: The Champion of Kirkwall, is it? A pleasure to finally make your acquaintance
  • Garrett: I wouldn't have thought anyone who could have had a seat in the Magesterium would much care to know about the south
  • Dorian: You know of the Magesterium? Truly? Most in the South think ever mage in Tevinter is a Magister
  • Garrett: Don't take it as a compliment. My husband was a slave to one of your magisters
  • ---
  • Dorian: So you married a slave?
  • Garrett: /Former/ slave. He belongs to no one
  • Dorian: Ooh, touchy
  • ---
  • Dorian: Have I offended you?
  • Garrett: What makes you think I'm offended?
  • Dorian: Well in Varric's book he writes you as an understanding paragon of goodness, and yet whenever I'm within ten feet you start scowling
  • Garrett: I... didn't realise. I apologise
  • Dorian: Oh no need. In fact, it makes you one of the friendliest southerners I've met so far!
  • ---
  • Dorian: So-
  • Garrett: Not now
  • Dorian: I haven't even said anything
  • Garrett: I'm not up for talking at the moment. Please, just not now
  • Varric: Leave him alone, Sparkler. Everyone has their days
  • ---
  • Garrett: So you actually read Varric's books then?
  • Dorian: Not all of them. I tried reading that romance, Swords and Shields, per Cassandra's recommendation. I felt my IQ drop after the first sentence
  • Garrett: The Seeker recommended it? Varric will have a field day with that
  • Dorian: Well would you look at that? A smile! I feel blessed
  • Garrett: *sighs* And now you've ruined it
  • ---
  • Dorian: So... you're interested in men, are you?
  • Garrett: And married
  • Dorian: Well I noticed /that/. You and Fenris can barely keep your hands off of each other. I was just wondering...
  • Garrett: What?
  • Dorian: Never mind. Let's go back to you scowling at me whenever I walked into the room, that was much more comfortable
  • ---
  • (After Dorian's personal quest)
  • Garrett: The other day, when you brought up my preference for men, were you going to ask about my father when he found out?
  • Dorian: Ah, I've been had, have I?
  • Garrett: It would seem so. Do you still want to know?
  • Dorian: So long as it doesn't end with 'and then he decided to try a blood ritual to make me acceptable'
  • Garrett: Nothing like that. I was about seventeen when I realised, nineteen when I finally told him. It wasn't easy. I was terrified actually
  • Dorian: You were scared he wouldn't approve. I understand. What did he do, when you told him?
  • Garrett: He and my mother sat there and they listened. And when it was done, they just hugged me, told me they loved me, and that was it
  • Dorian: I see. You were lucky to have parents so ready to accept you as you were
  • Garrett: I was. And maybe you might be too, if your father's serious about making amends
  • Dorian: Maybe. I'd like to think he is
  • ---
  • Dorian: So your brother is a Grey Warden?
  • Garrett: He is. My fault, I'm afraid
  • Dorian: How so? I take it you didn't make him do it on a dare?
  • Garrett: I let him have his way. I let him go on that damned Deep Roads Expedition because he'd have thrown a fit over it otherwise
  • Dorian: He caught the Blight, I take it?
  • Garrett: Yes. And if not for Anders knowing where to find Grey Wardens, he would have died
  • Dorian: That hardly makes it your fault. Sounds more like rotten luck to me
  • Garrett: If I'd just made him stay at home-
  • Dorian: He'd have thrown a fit and done something equally stupid to spite you, I'm sure
  • Carver: I'm standing right here you know
  • Dorian: Oh I'm well aware
  • ---
  • Dorian: You know I always thought that Varric made that up
  • Garrett: *groans* Dare I even ask...
  • Dorian: You'd really never kissed anyone before Fenris? And he was your first time too? My, how romantic
  • Garrett: I am going to kill Varric...
  • Dorian: And here I thought we were past the 'you scowling at my mere presence' stage
  • ---
  • Garrett: So, you and Farier?
  • Dorian: Ah, you are curious? Well, I do love talking about me, so there's no harm in indulging you
  • Garrett: *chuckles* How on earth does he put up with you?
  • Farier: Well see, he does this thing with his tongue where he-
  • Dorian: Amatus!
  • Farier: *smugly* What? You use your tongue to talk, don't you?
  • Dorian: Oh, you little-!
  • Garrett: *laughs*
  • ---
  • Dorian: So... open to a friendly wager, Garrett?
  • Garrett: Hardly. The last time I wagered anything, it involved Isabela winning my clothes at cards and me running home with a bucket to cover my privates
  • Dorian: *laughs* Quite the image! Now that's a story I have to hear
  • Varric: I'll tell you all about it back at camp, Sparkler
  • Marian: You can see it first hand if you get him drunk enough
  • Dorian: And now I have my next endeavour all planned out
  • Garrett: Maker, no. Just no
  • ---
  • Garrett: So, out of curiosity, what did you want to wager on?
  • Dorian: Interested are we?
  • Garrett: Hardly, just curious as to what you were going to propose
  • Dorian: Well it's not fun if we don't wager. Varric put in for ten royals already on the odds of three-to-one
  • Garrett: In favour of what?
  • Dorian: I'm only telling those who are betting
  • ---
  • Garrett: Fine, just tell me what we're betting on
  • Dorian: Aha! Knew your curiosity would win out. We're betting on our dear Inquisitor's chances for success
  • Garrett: You're... betting on whether or not she'll die? That's rather morbid
  • Dorian: Not dying per say, though I suppose that will be the outcome if Corypheus isn't stopped. So, your wager?
  • Garrett: Not my trousers, that's for damn sure
  • Dorian: *laughs* Blast, and to think I could have owned the trousers of the Champion of Kirkwall!
  • Sera: I could pants him for you!
  • Garrett: Don't even think about it
  • Sera: *cackles* Too late!
  • Garrett: She's joking... Right?
  • Dorian: My dear Garrett, I'd watch myself from now on if I were you
  • ---
  • Dorian: So I sated your curiosity on our bet, now sate mine. Why /were/ you always scowling at me?
  • Garrett: I didn't even realise I was doing it before you pointed it out
  • Dorian: Nonsense, there must have been a reason. I /did/ hear you duelled Danarius and had a part in his death
  • Garrett: True. And I still have the scars to prove it
  • Dorian: So is it because I was nearly a magister? I take it that it's not because I'm from Tevinter, considering your choice in marital partner
  • Garrett: I... I don't know
  • Dorian: Ah, perhaps you feared I would harm Fenris in some way? I imagine he paints quite a picture of the Imperium
  • Garrett: Just... stop. I don't want to talk about this anymore
  • Dorian: Very well. Shall we talk about me instead? I do love that topic
  • ---
  • Dorian: Are they always that loud?
  • Garrett: Try sleeping next door to them. I think they do it on purpose
  • Dorian: Have you ever tried-?
  • Garrett: Yes, and it doesn't work. Trust me
  • Dorian: You must have gotten back at them somehow. I doubt Fenris would let it go
  • Garrett: *smugly* Well we did book them for the Bad Girl Special at the Blooming Rose once
  • Dorian: What-?
  • Marian: I still hate you for that
  • Garrett: I know. And it was worth it
  • ---
  • Dorian: You... really remember nothing?
  • Garrett: Not really. Only what I've been told since waking up
  • Dorian: Hm. When the Nightmare stole Lyris' memories, it only took her memories of the Conclave... Perhaps it was your extended contact with the demon that did it
  • Garrett: Do you think it will come back?
  • Dorian: I don't know. But if there is a chance, I am happy to help however I can
  • Garrett: Thank you Dorian
  • Dorian: Hmph, of course it took a memory wipe for you to say that to me
  • ---
  • Dorian: Lothering?
  • Garrett: Darkspawn
  • Dorian: Cheery. Kirkwall?
  • Garrett: Home
  • Dorian: Fenris?
  • Garrett: Husband
  • Dorian: Are you saying that because you know it, or because you feel it?
  • Garrett: ...both
  • Dorian: Hm... Ah. Dorian?
  • Garrett: *smugly* Scowling
  • Dorian: Aha, you /are/ starting to remember properly now, aren't you?
  • ---
  • Garrett: Thank you Dorian
  • Dorian: Well, I won't be one to refuse thanks but I usually like to know what I'm being thanked for
  • Garrett: For helping me remember. I was a bit of an arse to you in the beginning, wasn't I?
  • Dorian: Well you didn't spit when we met. It's more than I can say for the blacksmith
  • Garrett: *sighs* And there goes the moment...
  • ---
  • Garrett: So, Dorian...
  • Dorian: Ah, are we back to scowling now I am to be a true Magister? Don't worry, I won't hold it against you. I've even been practicing my maniacal laugh
  • Garrett: I just wanted to offer my sympathies for your father's death. I know how hard it is to lose a parent
  • Dorian: *sympathetically* Or two, in your case. I appreciate the sentiment, though I'd rather not speak at length about it
  • Garrett: Of course. Have you at least had your grapes peeled for you since being back in Tevinter?
  • Dorian: *laughs* No, but it is at the top of my list when I take my seat in the Magesterium. Along with trying to drag the Imperium back out of the muck, though that's a slightly more long term goal I'm afraid
  • Garrett: I'd heard a few rumours about that. You really think you can do it?
  • Dorian: Maybe, maybe not. But if I don't try, who will?
  • Garrett: True enough. If you ever need anything...
  • Dorian: Oh perish the thought. I believe you've been through enough, my friend. Only fate would be unkind enough to saddle you with yet more trouble after all of this

anonymous asked:

Hello! I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, but I'm wondering if you could explain how you see Orochimaru's characterization, or tell where to find the document that won't work on ff net? I would message you like it says on your profile, but I don't have an account unfortunately, but I'd like to write one day and I want to understand Orochimaru better and see how other authors see him. Sorry again if I bothered you!

No worries! I’ve been meaning to get it up on here anyway, so have at it! 

Ramble time! A couple of people have commented (negatively) on my characterization of Orochimaru, as I tend to write him more sympathetic than most, so I wanted to get something out there that reflected how I see everyone’s favorite snake bastard. He’s fascinating, from what few half-seen glimpses we have of his past. So you have this little boy obsessed with seeing his parents again, who half the shinobi in the village see as some sort of “incarnation of evil” to paraphrase big-scary-mofo Ibiki, who admits to trembling in his boots whenever Orochimaru walked past him. They don’t hide it, either, that they’re terrified of/horrified by/repulsed by this kid/shinobi/weapon. And at the same time you’ve got a prodigy, someone so ridiculously good at killing things that it makes his own teacher wary of him, and also ridiculously good at breaking people down into their component parts, either scientifically or psychologically. But it’s fine, because this killer/prodigy/lost little boy has a team, and through that team he’s got at least some connection to humanity. Through Tsunade, mostly, because she has Nawaki and then Dan, and that’s good. Orochimaru knows them, accepts them, lets himself care for them.

Except it’s not good at all, because Nawaki dies on a mission under Orochimaru’s command, and that’s the first crack in the foundation. Then they go out and fight Hanzō to a standstill, become The Legendary Three, and afterwards Jiraiya just up and…leaves. He chooses to stay with three orphans in the middle of nowhere over returning home with his team, and that’s the beginning, that’s the second crack. No more Three, just Jiraiya in Ame and Tsunade and Orochimaru in Konoha. And it only gets worse when Dan dies, because even if Tsunade loved him Orochimaru liked him too, and he’s obsessed with death already, but now cheating it completely becomes the goal. No more loss. Crack number three.

And of course there’s only one place for things to go from there, and that’s downhill. Tsunade leaves the village, doesn’t even look back, and suddenly instead of having a team and a friend and a buffer from the rest of the village, Orochimaru is entirely alone, just like he was after his parents died. That’s the fourth crack, but Orochimaru moves on. He gets a student, a place in the village, picks up a stray orphan with a talent for blending in. He takes missions and does well, is the kind of genius born once a generation, and eventually Jiraiya wanders back into the village and he can be…content with that.

But there’s a problem, because Jiraiya—Jiraiya who abandoned him, who was the first of his team to leave him—Jiraiya has this student. He’s brilliant. He’s a genius even among other geniuses, but he’s different. People like him. Namikaze Minato has charm and charisma and friends and people who love him, everything Orochimaru has never been able to get. Orochimaru is almost forty, he’s been a shinobi for all but six of those years, and he’s been working for decades to become powerful enough to be a candidate for Hokage. And then Sarutobi—his teacher—dismisses Orochimaru as a possible candidate and picks this bright, cheerful, twenty-year-old genius instead.

One last crack and the whole structure comes tumbling down.

That’s not even glancing at what happens later, but I like to think that even that much history can be a good gauge as to Orochimaru’s mental status—mainly, a slightly traumatized, somewhat sociopathic, completely obsessive, socially inept genius with abandonment issues and enough neuroses to stock an asylum. Just—yeah, I think he did evil things. Yeah, I think he’s definitely a bastard to whom morality is completely foreign subject, but he did grow up in a culture of child killers while fixating on the possibility of escaping the death-rebirth cycle to the exclusion of everything else, and for me at least it’s hard to hate him. He’s too complex for something like that, and with his recent Heel-Face Turn—for Sasuke—he’s moved from ‘villain’ to ‘anti-villain’ at the very least. And to somewhat more psychologically steady ground, which is always a plus. o/

Erased - (Part 1/3)

Joining the bandwagon of fic around Regina’s comment about Robin needing to forget her to save Marian. 

This is the first part of three (maybe 4). 

Robin takes the potion to forget ever knowing Regina. 

—————————————————————————–

Regina took a deep breath, and with shaky hands added the last ingredient to the potion. It swirled and shimmered a deep blue.

She stepped away from the bench and tried to take steadying breaths.

This was it.

The potion was complete. Robin was due to arrive any minute and then… It would all be over.

‘Regina.’ His rich voice spoke softly.

Regina spun around to face him. Suddenly blinking back tears. This was one of the last moments she would have with him whilst he still remembered. Very soon everything they’d had would be lost.

'The potion just needs a few more minutes to settle, and then it will be ready.’

He swallowed thickly. He wasn’t for a second taking his eyes off her. Off the woman he loved. Because he was all too aware that shortly he wouldn’t remember loving her at all.

'Are you sure… Are you sure there is no other way?’ He asked.

'I’ve looked at every avenue.’ Regina said. 'If you want your wife back, this is the only way.’

Recklessly Robin closed the space between them significantly.

'I don’t want to forget you.’ He said.

 

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Hetalia characters as things I've said whist texting my friends
  • America: how many times will I knock over this lamp before I decide to move the stupid thing?
  • Canada: mom said I can't make pancakes at three in the morning anymore. Challenge accepted.
  • England: this tea smells so good I'm afraid to drink it and lose it forever.
  • France: If I have fictional husbands and an irl boyfriend... Is that bad?
  • China: if I can't have the dang plush cat why did I even go to the store????
  • Russia: why do I get a new set of friends every year? Can people really only put up with me for a year at a time??
  • Japan: I want hot guys waiting on me hand and foot but I also hate people so...
  • Italy: being cute is nice and all, but I really with people would take me seriously. Like God forbid I need to rob a bank sometime! He clerk will just pay me on the head and tell me to go play outside.
  • Germany: my whole life is a cycle of déjà vu and stress-baking and I'm surprisingly okay with it.
  • Romano: I get angry a lot, but I'm usually only really angry for a split second, but throwing hissy fits is surprisingly gratifying so I continue on for a while.
  • Spain: sometimes I'll eat nothing but pop tarts for like 3 days straight and I'll feel fine. Am I even human?
  • Prussia: have you ever had so much free time you taught yourself another language out of boredom?
  • Austria: I feel guilty when I see my violin case just sitting there, waiting for me.
  • Hungary: anything can be a weapon if you're angry enough!!!
  • Switzerland: I made a blanket fort. It has Christmas lights and ritz crackers. Here I can pretend all those fuckboys don't exist.
  • Lichtenstein: I'm perfectly capable of doing everyday tasks, but if they know that I'll have to work and I'm way to pretty for that.
  • Poland: I finally cleaned my room and found all the shit I lost. I'm drowning in accessories. Tell my cat I love her.
  • Lithuania: so I was like "I'm sorry but your name rhymes with the name of that bitch from middle school who ruined my life so we can't be friends."
  • Estonia: am I the disposable friend??? If so, please recycle me, and save the environment.
  • Latvia: i used up all my birthday money on platform boots. Maybe this year people won't think I'm 12.
  • Greece: Lilly pissed all over the rug by the front door again, so I'm hiding her in my closet until mom calms down. Sometimes I wonder if she just hates rugs.
  • Turkey: I saw my neighbor at the dance last week and she didn't even say hi to me! Half her damn wardrobe used to belong to me and what thanks do I get???
  • Norway: I spent 20$ on candles yesterday and now I have no food.
  • Iceland: I just want a cool pet, like a boa constrictor or a flightless bird of some kind. Something that says "I'm weird and don't want to talk to you."
  • Finland: It's not that I WANT to get in a fight per day, but if the situation called for it I'd cut a bitch.
  • Sweden: am I a bad friend for ignoring texts half the time? Like, I just don't like socializing.
  • Denmark: my hair took an hour and a half and I managed to pull a muscle in my arm in the process. Like my damn selfie or I'll scream.
  • Belarus: people exist, and I have a problem with that.
  • Ukraine: ...I just figured out why my bf likes that red top so much. Can I borrow your pocket knife?
Last Reply 1988 Thoughts

I don’t think I’ll get over Reply 1988′s ending until I get super drunk and have the biggest hangover the next day and reflect on how stupid I was being.

My heart is still broken and it’s so ridiculous because it’s a tv show you know. It’s not real. It’s supposed to allow us to escape real life for a second and accompany characters as they grow up into becoming adults, not make us sob into a glass of whiskey. But guess what? It was so good that we really got attached to them and started rooting for their happiness and feeling their sadness. The show eventually took over my actual real life, and I would turn down the occasion to go out with friends because I need to see what Bora is up to, or what Jung Bong’s interest this week is.

The show gave me Jung Hwan, to whom I related so much in an almost scary way. Tough on the outside but really just full of love for everybody around him. He loved this girl who made his life brighter ever since he was a kid. He loved her before knowing what love was. They’d always bicker and he always acted proud around her because that’s who he was. Expressing his feelings wasn’t his strong suit. He was more into big gestures rather than words. But words were what did it for her. And so we accompany Jung Hwan in his transition to adulthood, with his awkward first love, heartbreaks, moments of friendship, and love for his family. We love him and root for him. But he doesn’t even get any closure at all. What the hell?

And our lovely Deok Sun, who made us look forward to Fridays and Saturdays, who can’t dance for shit but makes your heart burst with love every weekend, when you didn’t even understand what she’s saying because you don’t speak Korean. But you still tune in, and read recaps and root for her. Deok Sun, who made you livewatch the show at odd hours, 6AM, 10AM, who cares? Deok Sun, with her lovely smile and big heart is on. Then they take this girl away from us. They turn her into a prop in a poorly written ‘romance’ they threw at the viewers at the very last minute without showing us how her feelings grew when we SPENT SO MUCH TIME WITH HER. They don’t explain her motives, her dreams. Then you realize the show was never about her. They just tricked us into believing it was. Then they start saying it’s a “family drama”, and it’s like ??? WE KNOW THAT?? But does that mean you get to throw the girl you advertised as the main lead in the trash? I’ve never felt this cheated, not even with the How I Met Your Mother ending. Just. Why?

I’m not even gonna mention Dong Ryong, pfft what a waste of character. Taek, oh Taek. What do I even say here? We never got to see him grow into an adult. Idk. Of course, he did “all the right things, at the right time”, but since when does that even matter? The writers never once looked at Deok Sun as an actual person who can ‘choose’ the person she wants to be with. It was always assumed that Deok Sun would just ‘accept’ whoever confesses, and sadly that’s just what happened. And let’s not talk about ‘adult’ Taek (lmfao Kim Joo Hyuk was not playing Taek, and it was such a big mess that they didn’t even address it).

I’m still bitter as ever, and my ask is open as always for your convenience if you want to call me a child or something.

It’s just. You know, Jung Hwan got labeled as this guy whose pride got the best of him (I read this in many posts don’t @ me). That’s just rubbish. Sure, he didn’t confess when he had the chance but he was not being “a macho” dude. He was being a teenager who bickers with his female friend because he’s acutely aware of everything she does. What is wrong with you? Have you ever been in love with someone who knows you so well that if they were to reject you, your whole world would crumble? Jung Hwan was careful not prideful, and I understood him for a while until I no longer could. The guy never got over her, never got closure, never confessed, NADA. That’s just? WHAT ABOUT US, PEOPLE WHO CAN’T PUT THEIR FEELINGS INTO WORDS? WHAT ABOUT US WHO ARE EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED? What’s the show’s message to us? lol. The writer basically said we were doomed to be alone and lonely for the rest of our lives. lol. ok thanks.

Anyways please don’t pay attention to me. I’m so?

This will be my last reply 1988 post. xoxo

I won’t be tuning in for the next one, because I hate, ABSOLUTELY HATE, the ‘We’ll write this as we go” thing. Why can’t you pre-produce? They’ve been preparing for the show for SO LONG. Why do they have to take a break in writing if it’s not to ‘tailor to viewers’ or to ‘adjust to leaked spoilers’. The writer also obviously turned viewers into a joke, completely disregarding our feelings. No thanks. I was your biggest fan *sigh*. Thank you for the laughs and the tears. You filled the void in my heart for a while but then inflicted a new one. I don’t think I’ll forgive you for that any time soon.

anonymous asked:

Rachel, how do you think Stydia will get together on the show? Like, not how you wish it would happen, but how you think will actually happen? This is kinda random but I just wanted to hear your opinion, because I'm always afraid that Jeff won't make it /right/. Fanfics have ruined me tbh.

There’s a few scenarios that I think are totally and completely plausible. But first, here is what I think is definitely going to happen: 

  • They will make their way back to each other as friends. 
  • Stiles will get upset about Parrish and/or their parents going on a date. “Dad, why the hell would you think it’s okay to go on a date with the only girl I’ve ever–?!” (He cuts himself off. His dad kind of smiles knowingly.) “Ever what, Stiles.”
  • Stiles and Malia pull apart. It is unrelated to Lydia. (Aside from the fact that this is lazy and sloppy writing, like all of the fans would hate it, and it would make it too obvious that Stiles and Lydia are endgame. They still think we don’t know. Sssshhh.) 
  • They will become so much closer as friends again omfg and their relationship will be built back up to almost where it used to be fight me.
  • We will see Stiles completely crash and burn, hit rock bottom, and then slowly but certainly return to who he is. They won’t get Stydia back together (why do I think they already dated?) without showing that Stiles is going to be mentally healthy. Jeff Davis protects that character like Stiles is his child. 
  • Stiles makes the first/final move. Stiles instigates. Lydia does nothing. It’s Stiles. Stiles is the one that’s gonna do this; he makes this choice. He makes the choice to be with her, and not any of the other people that the fans choose to ship him with. Lydia. 

Okay. Now the theories. Let’s do this. 

The Romione: Stiles and Lydia are about to die, or, rather, they realize that there’s a possibility that they could die pretty soon. They’re like, “Dude, if we die tonight and we haven’t said how we feel, that is shit.” (I’m too emotional to say this better. Just fucking kill me.) So they just… they kiss and there’s this look between them like “Yeah. We got this.” And for the rest of the “final battle” they just have each other’s backs constantly and its unreal, how well they work together, and they’re more in sync than ever. After that, they’re just sort of… together. 

The Charah: This isn’t actually how they get together (Chuck and Sarah), but it’s a factor. (The comparison here is when Sarah thought Chuck killed his target, but it was actually Casey because he wanted Chuck to be spy.) They grow back together as friends and a big part of that is because Lydia finds out about the fact that Stiles killed Donovan and is okay with it. She understands his darkness. She accepts it. So Stiles starts going to her when he feels like he needs “fixing” and she’s always there to tell him that he doesn’t. And one time he’s kind of crying because he’s so lost, and she’s not going to kiss him but he kisses her, because he needs to find himself in her. Maybe she stops it. Or maybe they end up having grief/comfort sex. The next day, or later, when he’s in a bit of a better place, he talks about it. They talk about it together. And they make the decision to go for it, because whether he’s out of his mind or completely fine, he always wants Lydia Martin. 

The Blythely: One of them is lying dying in a bed (oh my sweet Gilbert) and the other one is like, “If this person dies, they have to know that I love them.” But then, the confession/kiss gives the other person the strength to recover and they have one awkward conversation before settling the fuck into a beautiful relationship. 

The Rosschel: Stiles finds out that Lydia has been utterly and completely in love with him for a while, and when he thinks back on all of his actions, he feels utter and complete shame. He sees her somewhere (god, in the school hallway would kill me, but also her bedroom because A++++. Character development from the first time he was in there. But school hallway because parallels) and he just walks up to her and kisses her, no explanation required. I love the way Rachel just walks up to Ross and slides her hands up his chest and wraps them around his neck so she can pull his lips to hers. She doesn’t need to say anything. They know. (Also found in Pitch Perfect 2 with Becca and Jesse, my children.) 

The Dizzie: After everything that happens, Stiles just like… re-confesses. It’s the end of the series. And he goes to Lydia one day and says the equivalent of the “you are too generous to trifle with me” speech from Pride & Prejudice. Actually, we could use almost exact dialogue from The Lizzie Bennet Diaries. “[Lydia], I still feel the same way I felt [before.] More strongly even than I did then. So if you just want to be friends, then-” Lydia kisses him. He pulls back, gaping at her, and she just smiles and says– “Does that… clarify some things for you?”

The Lukelai: They’re having a fight (maybe about each other’s safety? Oh hell yes. Or maybe even about how he was treating her lately, although I don’t see that happening because the dynamic seems to be shifting, once more, this season) and they end up kissing and then they’re just done. They’re cooked. Because I s2g, one more kiss and I don’t think either of them would ever be able to back away from each other ever again. 

I need to go recover from this conversation.