March 26th 2010-2017: 7 years today since your audition & look where you are; performing your first song in front of a huge crowd at Ultra last night! I’m so proud to see how much you have grown & how much more confident you are in your voice & your talent. You are nowhere near done.
Maggie lied to Alex (about her coming out) because she wanted better for Alex.
Mon-Ew lied to Kara so that he could possibly have the chance to be with Kara.
In Lyra and Maggie’s case their intentions were to benefit someone else’s well being. In Mon-El’s case he just wanted to have a romantic relationship with Kara. That’s all he ever focuses on, I mean come on, “I love being a hero because it means I get to spend every single day by your side.” His “heroism” doesn’t come from the want to help people. He knows that Kara wouldn’t be with someone who doesn’t have the best interest in mind for the people of Earth.
That voiceover by Hubby #2 gave me goosebumps, so quick reminders
- Michael never manipulated anyone into doing anything they didn’t want to do. What he manipulated was the outcome of what they did.
- Michael never pretended to like anyone he abhorred, no matter what he needed from them. Not for one second did he pretend to have a pinch of respect for T-Bag or Bellick or Abbruzzi or Tweener.
- Michael cared deeply – for people, not about winning. When he cried over Westmoreland dying, that wasn’t manipulation (in fact he almost put his own escape in jeopardy). When he tried to save that guard’s life, he wasn’t manipulating anyone (again, in fact, putting their escape in jeopardy). When he let Tweener into their escape plan, it wasn’t because it would benefit him (it actually harmed the escape), it was because he felt guilty. When he saved Sara’s life during the riot and almost got himself killed, it was because he cared for her.
- Michael struggled to or straight up refused to manipulate those he cared for deeply. He gave Westmoreland the cat with no strings attached except hope (Westmoreland ultimately decided to help because of his daughter). He could’ve taken the keys from Sara when he kissed her but he didn’t because he couldn’t. He couldn’t disguise a real kiss as manipulation.
- When Michael asked her to leave that door open, it was out of desperation. It wasn’t manipulation because he knew she liked him enough to do so – his real manipulation had already failed and this was all he had left.
What the show is trying to do is very clever – trying to make us believe that Michael is a genius sociopath, really – but let’s not forget that we know better. There is no one who feels more deeply; no one whose motivations and intentions are purer. He was not cold, he was not two-faced; he was not obsessed with winning.
He may have changed in the meantime but back then, when Sarah knew him, he was nothing like the man Jacob was describing.
I knew Emmerdale and Robert wouldn’t let me down. Look how far we’ve come.
Robert Sugden is going to willingly and voluntarily tell Aaron Dingle, the love of his life, the one person that he would do anything for, would literally die for. The one person that he is the most afraid of losing. The one person that he knows that he could not live without. He’s going to tell that person that he slept with Rebecca and got her pregnant. Not because he has too, not because Ross is blackmailing him. Not because he thinks that there’s going to still be a baby at the end of all this, but because he actually can’t live with the guilt of lying to Aaron. He actually wants to try to be a better person for the man that he loves.
Andy was right when he said that Aaron makes Robert a better person, and here we are again, getting further evidence of that, as if we needed anymore. If this were anyone else Robert would be merrily going about his way, not worrying about the fact that he was lying to him, but he can’t because it’s Aaron.
I love that there is nothing forcing him into doing this anymore. Ross has backed off thanks to Rebecca. As far as he knows Rebecca is no longer pregnant. He’s got away with it, but he doesn’t want to and that just makes my heart sing and break at the same time.
I also love that it’s not a heat of the moment decision, like Aaron says or does something that makes him confess. He’s thought about it and he knows what he’s doing. He’s making a conscious, considered decision that could end his relationship with Aaron and he’s willing to risk that for the sake of Aaron knowing the truth.
I’m just imaging him now tonight and tomorrow stealing glances at Aaron when he thinks he’s not looking, just watching him as he goes about his day, memorising every little thing about Aaron and his habits, as if he hasn’t done that already. But this could be the last day that he gets to spend with the love of his life and that has got to be devastating and terrifying, and yet despite that he’s going to do the right thing and confess.
Well that got long and rambly, but if you couldn’t tell I have a lot of feelings about this and I just love the way that they have worked up to this reveal being all about Roberts decision, no one’s forcing him into it.
Have you ever thought of maybe like the 5 times or 4 or whatever times Jeremy doesn't get a red card and the one time he does. I guess I just want you to think about one of the ONLY times ISC has gotten a red card is because someone is being a dick to Jean you know? I love your stuff so much!! Thanks for considering this <3
Here it is! Most of it is under the cut cause it got a little long. I hope you like it!
Warning for homophobic slurs.
I. The first time Jeremy almost gets a red card, it’s as a senior in high school. He avoids looking at the crowd, avoids thinking about how there are scouts out there with all eyes on him. This is his shot and he knows that. He gets subbed in, flashes a smile to his family and pulls his helmet on to run onto the field.
Once he’s in position, the ball is set in play and Jeremy quickly learns that his mark is not the friendly type. By the third time he’s knocked into a wall, face to face with the backliner’s smirk, his hands curl into fists and he wants nothing more than to wipe the smile off his face. He looks at his coach, his family, his future, though, takes a deep breath, and shakes it off.
And if his mark gets tripped before the end of the night, well, it was purely an accident he’s sure.
Description: Say You Won’t Let Go by James Arthur inspired
Requested?: yes by anon : Hello would you be able to write an imagine with Simon based on say you won’t let go- James Arthur thank you
Notes: uh, it’s VERY based on the song. A lot of the lines are actually in the song so credit to him. I guess there’s a warning about like body positivity but not really. It’s also very dialogue heavy, which I normally try to avoid.
“Y/N! Stop! Come here!” Simon said waving you over to his chair, obviously annoyed. You had been stood in front of your mirror for at least 5 minutes in leggings and a t-shirt, looking at your body, mentally critiquing yourself in every way. Small, warm tears started to roll down your cheeks after a while so you tried to cover them and wipe them away. Obviously not well enough. Simon had been sat in his chair editing but once he noticed you patting your tears away, was that he had been also looking at your body.
“What?” You said, walking over to him and sitting in his spare gaming chair.
“What’s wrong, gorgeous?” He said continuing to edit.
“That’s just it, I’m not gorgeous. I look Freya, Emily, Katie, Kay and Sarah and see slim and pretty girls. And I’m just not, I’m small but not a good small. The kind of small where all my weight goes to my stomach. Or my thighs. Not to my boobs or bum. I haven’t got the gorgeous looks of them, I haven’t got the skinny legs, I haven’t got the flat stomach, I don-” you said before being interrupted by Simons hands on your outer thigh.
“Y/N! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You’re so beautiful. I don’t think you understand how much I love you and your body. I don’t find those girls attractive. I also haven’t been in love with them for 7 years!” He said, taking his hand away from your thigh and making strong gestures, his cheeks getting slightly flushed and his eyes set firmly on you. Tears threatens to spill over your eyes but you looked away quickly and blinked until they went away.
“Y/N, do you remember when we came back to mine after your first party?” He chuckled, also triggering a slight giggle from you.
“And I took you home, quietly taking you up stairs, making sure not to wake your parents. Then, when you were throwing up, I held your hair back and rubbed your back until you felt better. Do you remember that?” He asked, you nodded and looked back at him with a small smile, knowing what was to come next.
“And then you asked if I wanted to stay? And I told you that you needed rest. But really, I would have loved to have stayed.”
“Why didn’t you?” You asked.
“Because, Y/N, I loved you too much. Too much to stay but not sleep next to you. Or kiss you in the morning when we woke up with hangovers.” He said, looking rather embarrassed. You quickly got up and sat on his lap, legs draped over the arm of his chair and one hand combing through his hair.
“You didn’t know that though. Not then. Because I tried so hard not to show it. Not to show that I needed you. Not to show my sadness when you got another boyfriend.” He said, avoiding your gaze, starting to edit again.
“Simon, stop now, you’re making me embarrassed!” You said outing your hands to your cheeks to hide the redness.
“No, I have to do this! Because otherwise you’ll never believe you’re beautiful.” He said talking your hands and kissing you briefly before continuing.
“Y/N, if you want to, I would love to stay with you until we’re grey and old. But you need to promise me that you won’t let go. You won’t leave me because you don’t think you’re good enough. Because you are good enough. You’re more than good enough. You’re perfect, more than I could ever ask for!” He said, making tears brim, once again, in your eyes.
“Of course I will never leave. Not ever.” You said kissing his nose and then his forehead.
“Okay, in that case, I’ll make you breakfast in bed. I’ll bring you coffee and then kiss your head. Then I’ll take the kids to school. And thank my lucky stars for the day I met you.” He said, pulling you into his chest.
“Simon, please!” you said as hot tears rolled down your cheeks and splattered on his shirt.
“No, Y/N. You need to hear this. You look so beautiful, as ever. No other girl has a ever made me feel like this. I’m so in love with you and I hope you realise that now. Beautiful, your love is more than worth its weight in gold.” He said kissing your nose and wiping away your tears.
“We have come so far, darling. You’re always here for me when I need you most. And I want to live with you forever and ever.” He said, holding you tighter in his arms.
“And, one day, we will get married. And I will love you until my lungs give out!” He said, his own tears landing heavily on the top of your head.
“You made and still do make me feel so wanted and enough” he said, his voice hitching slightly with a sharp intake of breath from trying to hide his tears for so long.
“Simon, I love you so much, with my whole heart! So, of course, I will never let you go. Thank you so much, honey.” You said grabbing his face with both hands and pulling him into a deep kiss. He kissed you back, gently, letting his hands fall to your waist and holding you there firmly.
“I love you most, Y/N” he said pulling away and smiling.
A/N: let me know what you think. I think is slightly different to normal???????
if you’re forever bitter that casserole clam didn’t have magnus’ dad take his immortality away so he and alec could grow old together when it was the perfect opportunity to do so and instead decided to give mortality to simon so one of her many het couples could have a happy ending raise your hand 🙋🏻