I just keep thinking back to those few seconds and how he retracts himself and profusely apologises once he gets riled up it’s a little flustered and ashamed in nature.
It’s very different to a “patience yields focus” sort of attempt to bring himself back it’s not that this feels like something else and I can’t stop thinking about it bc it really did make me sit up and I’m still so fixed on it……
I ordered your hux portrait and received a praetorian guard instead. no biggie, mistakes happen. customer service was great, you apologized, said you were expediting me a hux portrait, no charge. you even said I could keep the praetorian guard. cool!
then I got a second praetorian guard. okay, that’s annoying, but maybe a little humorous, too. I contacted you again and let you know about the mix-up. you said you’d look into it to figure why it happened again, and the next day I got an email saying you’d fixed the warehouse issue and I would be getting the hux portrait this time.
do you know what I got in the mail today, thinkgeek? A THIRD GODDAMN PRAETORIAN GUARD
//this probably isn’t needed, but I’m going to kindly ask that y'all forget about the Okada stuff? I’ll be keeping the fact that he had a crush just so he can be sad and mopey for a little while, but it’ll be on someone outside of the group whose identity isn’t really important. Okay, thank you and ily guys. ;—;
It’s half past 1am and neither of them are entirely sober. Cordelia dances as she walks, twirling across the sidewalk and skirting the edge of the curb. Charlotte trails right behind her. Watching, not even trying to fight off her smile.
They’re in the city for the night, for some party. A friend of a friend’s. But they’ve both decided it’s not worth their time to stay, so they walk the streets and chase after the lights and colors painted across the night sky, forever lost in their surroundings. But tonight, maybe that’s a good thing.
The night seems to glow, tinged with gold. Disjointed, yet peaceful at the same time. They’re all smiles and fingertips brushing against each other under the artificial warmth of the streetlamps, spinning and dancing across the pavement.
Cordelia stumbles, her foot slipping off the edge of the sidewalk. She hits the ground hard, landing flat on her ass. But she doesn’t seem to be in any pain, because pain is a thing that can’t touch either of them. Not tonight.
She laughs, the sound ringing out across the street. And Charlotte laughs too, as she helps Cordelia to her feet and throws her arms around her waist.
Their noses bump against each other, the warmth of their bodies is nearly enough to fight off the cold December air. Charlotte presses her lips to Cordelia’s, and in the dark, with the rest of the world gone to sleep, this is something they’re allowed to do.
It’s freeing, to stand out there on the street and love each other. Hold hands and kiss and stare into each other’s eyes without caring that someone could see.
The stars shine far above them, suspended up in the sky, miles and miles away. And there are stars burning within them as well, fireworks bursting behind their eyes.
It’s almost easy for them to forget that there’s an entire world around them. Because it’s just the two of them, and warm fingertips and kaleidoscope eyes.
The world ends, right then and there, for just a few moments. And they stand there for eternity, caught in each other’s embrace and the whirlwind that their hearts have gotten tangled up in.
Please stay safe. I’m so sorry that you guys have to go through this; North Korea threatening you with missiles is absolutely terrifying, there’s no denial about that. If you’re really worried and need someone to confide your fears in, my DMs/ask box are always open for you. Hope you guys do better soon, and best wishes for your safety <3 :(
@hitoritabi: just adding a note that Daehwi NEVER talked about his parents or his father passing away in the entire show, he never used his backstory for votes and even today, his story was only revealed after voting closed. he wishes to be judged by his own merit and he was.
he is the first center and A class. he never dropped out of top 11 even when he had massive controversies forced on him. in every evaluation, even when he is at the edge, he worked hard and did his best and got praises from trainers and trainees alike. he always smiled and received any place he got with calmness.
but this moment, seeing his mom walk through the door, all his defenses was let down. and he is just a child.
They were taken so quickly that Lance and Keith couldn’t even put up a real fight. They succeed in defeating their Galra captors, but their victory comes at the cost of crashing onto a planet populated by violent, remorseless criminals. Or, the wretched beginning of Lance and Keith, Space Cowboy Mercenaries, and the possible end of the Red and Blue Paladins of Voltron.
Please, please be gentle and think about what you’re saying when you’re talking to children. I met a woman in her 60s-70s the other day who was nervous about her new haircut not having bangs because someone told her she had a large forehead way back when she was 12 and she still felt self-conscious about it not being covered up. Your words really can affect a kid’s life that far into their adult future.
i’ve heard that there’s been some (completely outrageous) negativity in this fandom especially directed at tom recently. some are about people getting mad that tom didn’t go to the china premiere of spider-man: homecoming when he was clearly sick and unwell. another thing i saw was that tom had apparently unfollowed all the instagrams of models that he was following because people got upset that he liked one photo of a model. i’m sure many of you follow guys or girls that you find attractive on instagram. and i’m sure there isn’t a group of people who are constantly breathing down your neck and making you feel bad for finding someone attractive. there’s plenty of other issues but these are the ones that i’ve seen most recently.
i would just like to point out and remind all fans in the tom holland fandom, whether or not you’ve been involved in this ignorance, that:
Tom is HUMAN
Tom has FEELINGS
Tom has EMOTIONS
Tom deserves PRIVACY
Tom deserves to hang out with whoever he wants regardless of gender and not have people assume that he is in a relationship
Tom doesn’t deserve the pressure some ‘fans’ put on him
Tom doesn’t deserve the shit this fandom gives him
Tom shouldn’t be sacrificing things for his ‘fans’
and last but not least, Tom Holland is just like any one of us and i’m sure if you were in his position and being pressured by people that are supposed to be supporting him and loving him, you wouldn’t like it very much either
i want you all to understand that this is not an attack on the whole fandom. heck, i’m part of this hellhole of a fandom. but it’s to those particular few who seem to have the assumption that they can control tom and have a say in his life that i want to remind that there are boundaries to being somebody’s fan. you can love them, support them, laugh for them, cry for them, but you cannot control them. they are not yours to boss around. not now. not ever.
July 2nd. You were born on July 2nd. It was a hot night and, for some reason, I decided to clean the house before I woke your father. He ran over to the neighbor’s house to borrow their car but didn’t speak any Chinese. So, um… It was a mess.