how on the god's earth it was a good idea to bring him to his mom

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Anon, I wanna thank you cause I agree with like all of this!!! 

In fact here’s a good list to expand on more of this:

( Train AU Beginnings )

The Train AU takes place in a town much like the ones you would find in southern Ireland. I have family over there and the scenery is so beautiful, the train rides I took to visit all my cousins were some of the most peaceful trips I’ve had. I want you guys to imagine a place with wide open fields and close-knit neighbors. But also cobblestoned city streets with more places to walk than drive. I want you guys to picture warm nature and stone fences. 

Altea Academy is a private institution located in the modern downtown district of Finch (a made up town based on Dublin). The high school caters to talented and wealthy students and offers them a college preparatory education. Most of its students are child prodigies and scholarshiped athletes. The school itself is very reminiscent of Trinity University in Dublin. Due to its prominent nature, the school is known for being uptight, but its students are known for being quite troublesome. But since their students are regarded as the “best” the school rarely punishes them. If they did the child’s important angry parents would be breathing down the principal’s neck. The school’s football team is known locally and statewide, they have always dominated the competition.

Students of Altea:

  • Takashi Shirogane - Team captain and quarterback of Altea’s Black Lions. Shiro is seen by teachers as a straight-A senior and perfect student. But his friends and fellow students see him as tired soul. He stays up late to do homework and runs on nothing but willpower and energy drinks. He is constantly making bad decisions when his friends are not with him. Bad decisions include: Random piercings his current hairstyle, and regrettable tattoos. He is a huge space nut and can talk to you all day about the stars, their constellations, and their meanings. His affinity for stars has earned him the nickname Space Dad. He’s an Instagram legend thanks to his friend Matt and is sought after by every guy and girl in the district. 
  • Katie Holt - A computer science prodigy, Katie was able to skip three grades and at age 14 she sits with her brother in the senior class. Due to the strict dress code, Katie was forbidden from wearing the men’s uniform and is constantly writing emails to the faculty about how unfair it is to deny her pants. She may look like she is diligently typing notes but Katie sits in the back of the class for a reason. She’s either hacking the school’s internet and database or playing video games, yet whenever called she can answer the question correctly. Unlike Shiro, the school knows Katie is not as sweet as she looks. Along with her brother, Keith, and secretly Shiro, she has pulled off countless school pranks. 
  • Matt Holt - An angel in the eyes of teachers and best friends with Shiro. He pretends to scold his sister for her troublesome pranks when called to the office, but it’s all an act. Computer science and mathematics prodigy Matthew Holt is the face of several school adds along with Shiro. Due to his father’s strong government ties, the school can hardly punish his sister and thus could never touch him. Matt is Shiro’s lifeline making sure he studies, supplies him with Monster, and treats him to breakfast every once in a while. 
  • Keith Kogane - A reckless punk in the eyes of teachers and staff. But a school icon none the less. No matter how many classes he sleeps through he always aces them. He’s on the football team with Shiro and has scored most of the school record-breaking touchdowns. He’s a golden boy at everything and anything and the teachers can’t do anything about his reckless behavior without incurring the wrath of his uncle, CEO of Galra Industries and Sciences, Zarkon. Keith’s parents died when he was very young. His mother’s brother took him in and raised him alongside his own son Lotor. He loves Keith like his own son and bought him the house his parent’s lived in on the outskirts of the quiet town of Creek.

(Lotor goes to another elite high school in Finch where the football team is co-ed. Lotor is the quarterback and captain and the girls he leads are hella strong. Their team is usually ranked third in the district and is constantly trying to one-up Altea. )


West Creek High is a local high school in the much calmer town of Creek, about a four-hour train ride from Finch. The school itself is a community high school, lots of local kids go here. It’s an old building with laxed old rules, and well-behaved students. The school’s pride is its football team, most kids go to West Creek just to make the team. They are ranked second in the county. In Creek, the streets are more for walking and less for driving. There is a local Somoan bakery that makes fresh pastries every morning and next to them is a cafe. The owners are good friends and together bring in business for both shops. 

Students of West Creek High

  • Hunk Garret- A lovable sweet boy with a heart of gold and the body of a god. Hunk is the school’s famed linebacker, he’s a hulking beast on the field and could break a normal high schooler in two. But Hunk couldn’t hurt a fly and only joined the team for the scholarship so he could save his mother money. He helps run the local Somoan bakery with her and is looking to take over the business when he graduates. He’s best friends with Lance and has been since pre K. They have matching wristbands, the one Hunk wears is Lance’s favorite color while the one Lance wears is Hunk’s favorite color. Sometimes he and Lance stay up hella late playing video games with their online friend Pidge. 
  • Allura - The resident hottest girl in school, Allura is rather down to earth and sweet once people get to know her. She runs a fashion blog and dominates Instagram with gorgeous selfies. Although her father is the CO-CEO to Galra, and she could have gone to any school she wanted, she chose West Creek out of all the fancy prep schools. She thought the homier the neighborhood the kinder the friends. She became friends with Hunk and Lance because she frequently eats at Hunk’ s bakery. Lance is her wingman and always lets her know if a guy at a party is trouble. She currently has a crush on this guy who keeps showing up on her insta feed.He’s got a fringe of bleached hair and piercings. His friend’s feed is filled with pictures of the said bleached boy doing hilarious stunts and sweaty football pics. It’s a blessing. 
  • Coran Smythe - Is the schools most eccentric and loved history professor. He somehow has a strange unheard historical fact for every era they cover in class and often judges the textbooks on getting certain events wrong or the author being completely off base. Not only is he a great teacher but he is also a great coach. He coaches the Creek Creatures football team. The mascot is some kind of cryptid, the current costume resembles Mothman.  
  • Lance Sanchez - A straight-A student and all around excitable guy. He wants to be an astronaut, or a fighter pilot, or something to do with the sky. Lance loves the idea of flying and wants to get his piloting license when he graduates. Lance lives on the outskirts of Creek where his family owns a farm with horses, cows, and lots or sheep. So his mom makes him take the train to make sure he gets to school on time. He’s always been a little bit of a daydreamer and is often caught zoning out in class.

The train ride from Creek to Finch is an hour and a half, the train consists of mostly leisure cars where you can sit at a table and be treated to a snack trolley. Otherwise, you can sit in the many standing cars with minimal seating and more standing room. 

May I just say that I LOVE Rick Riordan? Not for any other reason than the amazing characters he creates:
-Percy Jackson: a boy with ADHD and dyslexia. If you didn’t know, Uncle Rick originally created Percy like this for his son Haley who also has ADHD and dyslexia. But also, Percy comes from an abusive household. Smelly Gabe, even though he, from what I can gather, never hit Percy, nor did he hit Sally while Percy was around, but he was verbally, economically and emotionally abusive toward both Sally and Percy. And Percy overcame that.
-Annabeth Chase: a girl, also with ADHD and dyslexia, who came from a family who she thought hated her. So she ran away. And found a new family. She ended up losing that new family by the time she was twelve. She believes that she can rebuild the world, and make it better. And in a way, she does.
-Grover: a satyr that, when originally introduced to us, is disabled. Even though we find out he’s not, he still has flaws. He has made mistakes, and he feels inadequate. He overcomes this and becomes a member of the Council of Cloven Elders.
-Thalia Grace: a girl who comes from an alcoholic home. She lost her brother, and ran away. She ended up turning into a tree, but came back from that. She became the lieutenant to Artemis.
-Rachel Elizabeth Dare: a girl who comes from a rich home, but just doesn’t like it. She loves the earth despite her father’s company trying to destroy it. She can see through the Mist, and becomes the Oracle of Delphi.
-Jason Grace: a boy forced to grow up too soon. He was two when he was abandoned, then he made his way to being praetor at 15, maybe younger. He never knew his family, and always wanted to bring about change. He was looked on as a hero, but didn’t feel like it inside.
-Piper McLean: a girl raised by a movie star. She disliked being tied to that name, hated the idea of being beautiful. She made herself blend in, except when she stole. Or convinced them to let her have it. She overcomes her insecurities, and becomes beautiful, not through her mother, but through her own power.
-Leo Valdez: a Hispanic boy who grew up with a loving mother, and then accidentally caused her death. He grew up in the foster system, being funny to try and cover up the pain of his loss. He didn’t like looking back, but Camp made him. He grew into his power, and fell in love. Now, he’s mature, and a leader.
-Hazel Levesque: a girl who grew up when it was a sin to be black. New Orleans, in the forties. Her mother seemed to hate her, and she was an outcast. The one boy she loved she never saw. She died, then came back to life. She grew into her powers and made herself new. She started fresh, and now she has found love, and can shape the world however she sees fit.
-Frank Zhang: a Chinese Canadian who lost his mother to a war. He was clumsy, he didn’t fit in. He hated himself. He went to the old country, where he fought and became what he was originally meant to be: A warrior.
-Nico di Angelo: An OpEnLy GaY cHaRaCtEr like THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN A LOT IN CHILDREN’S BOOKS WITHOUT A LOT OF INFERENCE BUT NICO DI ANGELO IS GAY AND BY TRIALS OF APOLLO IS PROUD OF IT!!!!!!!
-Apollo: An OpEnLy BiSeXuAl ChArAcTeR which doesn’t often happen at all ever, but IT’S BEING RECOGNIZED AS AN ACTUAL SEXUALITY BECAUSE HE LIKES BOTH BOYS AND GIRLS AND IT’S JUST BEAUTIFUL
Also: The majority of these characters come from single parent homes.
But that’s just PJO, HoO, and ToA. Let’s talk about other series for a second:
Kane Chronicles:
-Carter and Sadie are MIXED RACE. It is canon. Their dad is African American and their mom is British white. Again, that’s not something that really happens a lot in literature, period.
-Carter traveled a lot, he had no permanent home. He was really lonely, and very close to his dad.
-But seriously, even in modern society just imagine how hard it is to be mixed race. You’re not one or the other, you’re both, which also means that you’re neither.
-Sadie grew up with her grandparents, being rebellious and just not wanting to be in England. She wanted to travel with dad, and when he died, it was hard on both of them.
And Magnus Chase:
-Magnus Chase: a boy who loved his mother, and grew up on the streets after she died. He was actually similar to Leo in his back story. He had a rich uncle, but he hated money, hated being confined. Then he died, and now he’s grown to accept himself.
-Samirah al Abbas: a Muslim girl shown in a POSITIVE LIGHT AND DO YOU REALIZE HOW IMPORTANT THAT IS RIGHT NOW WITH ALL THE PEOPLE HATING MUSLIMS???? And in Hammer of Thor, she PRAYS!!!!!! Like do you realize how beautiful this is? She doesn’t believe in the gods as gods, but as creations of Allah. Like, she is one of my favorite characters.
-Blitzen: a guy of unknown sexuality who loves fashion. The best part about this is that Blitz is not openly straight, gay or otherwise. He is just a dwarf who loves fashion, and this proves that you don’t have to be gay to love fashion.
-Hearthstone: HE’S DEAF! Do you realize how many deaf kids will read this and realize how cool it is to be what they are??? A lot, is what I hope. It’s just so refreshing to see a disability like this shown in a positive light. Also, he comes from a home where he is made fun of for his disability. It is shown that he has it hard for being the way he is, which I also think is important. It is important to show that people can overcome people who think they’re stupid for not being like everyone else.
-Alex Fierro: a GeNdErFlUiD cHaRaCtEr LIKE THAT IS SO IMPORTANT FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE GENDERFLUID, yes s/he is binary, but it’s still FREAKING AWESOME OKAY LIKE THAT IS A THING THAT I HAVE NEVER SEEN WRITTEN BEFORE OKAY
In conclusion, Uncle Rick has taken the time to write amazing, beautiful, powerful, unconventional characters that we love. And it’s important that these are good characters, protagonists, because then we love them, and see that unconventional is good.

Delta (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Pt. 8  A/B/O

A/N: HEY GUYS! It’s finally here! This is definitely one of my favorite chapters. Hopefully I’ll be posting part 9 later on tonight (I live in the us so it’ll be a bit later for y'all lol) but I’ve made it halfway at least!! I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤

Warnings: Minor character death. Swearing. Hella angsty.

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Miscellaneous Clark Kent headcanons as relate to my little fic universe, that may or may not ever come up because who knows:

  • Little Clark was really susceptible to childhood superstitions for some reason. He didn’t go under ladders, he did the salt over the shoulder thing, he did not fuck with that Bloody Mary shit like NOPE I’M OUT THIS SLUMBER PARTY IS CANCELED, LANA GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND TAKE YOUR MURDER GHOSTS WITH YOU. He believes that he is over this as an adult but whenever his foot is about to fall on a crack in the sidewalk it actually stops like a half inch above the ground and hovers there. He does not notice he is doing this. No one notices, ever, because it is the weirdest subtle unconscious thing in the world. At least Martha’s back is safe?
  • I covered the picky eater thing in Christmas in Kansas but to be more specific his tastebuds are just really sensitive to certain chemical compounds? Not just in terms of things he won’t eat but also in terms of things that he expects to be there and he doesn’t really like foods that lack those things. Your two options to make him eat anything are to cover it in sugar, or cover it in garlic.
  • He goes through a lot of breathmints. Can you imagine if Superman saved someone and they were like “man i appreciate being alive but he had some really bad garlic breath”? He would be so horrified.
  • He has a ratty, fucked-up old shirt that he wears whenever he is making pasta with red sauce. Even Superman cannot stand against the ability of red sauce to end up on whatever you happen to be wearing. HE WAS SO CAREFUL THIS TIME, HOW DID A STAIN END UP ON HIS BACK THAT JUST MAKES NO SENSE. Clark Kent’s weaknesses: kryptonite, tomato stains.
  • His ability to perfectly imitate anyone’s voice was one of the first things to manifest themselves, but this wasn’t the kind of thing anyone noticed was weird. It definitely didn’t seem like a power. He was just a small child who could do a really good Kermit the Frog. He sang Rainbow Connection at a middle school talent show and all the moms cried.
  • He definitely has a playlist to cheer himself up and get pumped and it has Eye of the Tiger and You’re the Best on it. Probably also half the Top Gun soundtrack.
  • Clark Kent’s twitter is pretty standard snarky newsman except with more farming memes. No one can tell how ironic the farming memes are. They might not be ironic at all. Clark Kent might be really sincere, or he might just be so ironic that he has circled back around into sincerity. No one knows. He’s also really good at that thing where you retweet two things from a person that side-by-side reveal they are a dingus. I don’t know if there’s a word for that.
  • His Snapchat is all dogspotting, with occasional rare dance breaks. He’s a pretty good dancer since he found those YouTube tutorials. He does this thing with his hips that Lois finds deeply upsetting for reasons she cannot articulate.
  • Jimmy asked Clark how he got so fit once and Clark was like “uh, farming. farm. eyup.” But he kept pressing for deets and Clark ended up just telling him that he’d pulled a Milo of Croton??? He lifted a newborn calf over his head and then just did that every single day until he was lifting a cow over his head. Jimmy knows nothing about farming or cows or physical fitness and this seemed plausible enough to him.
  • He has a blog where he posts rejected articles and it is the wonkiest thing in the entire world because that is why they got rejected. Perry takes one look at these articles and is like “it will take more words than I want to pay you for just to explain the setup for this article and also there are five people total who care, in the world, including you”
  • He has to be really careful when he buys clothes because he needs to make sure that they aren’t too tight and he has full range of motion. He does not want to relive The Skinny Jeans Incident. Shirts that say ‘I flexed and the sleeves fell off’ are only funny until it happens to you, then they are just horrible reminders. Popped seams everywhere. There is no way to explain that without looking like a huge tool.
  • Even when Superman has a really shitty day he keeps it together until he gets home, but then he shuts the balcony door and peels off his costume and Clark does the Tina Belcher groan for like ten minutes while he takes a shower because he got covered in sewer mutant or space crab or god knows and UUUUUUUUUUGH. Fortunately the nice older lady in the apartment next door always seems to know when he has had a shitty day and she brings him pie.
  • She can hear his melodramatic bullshit from over at her place, that’s how she knows. They share a bathroom wall and it practically echoes. If she times it right he will answer the door before he has put a shirt on because he doesn’t want to leave her waiting in the hall. She does not know what his day job is and it definitely does not occur to her that he is Superman because her primary interaction with him is that he acts like a whiny bitch and she brings him pie so she can ogle him. She is a simple woman who enjoys life’s simple pleasures.
  • The Kryptonian language is really complicated in terms of tonality, context, word order, musicality, etc, and the written language reflects that. Things like the order things are in, how things overlap, colors, etc, are all important. So basically I really like the idea of his symbol being one that represents his family name and says that he is of the House of El. It’s really just basically his last name.
  • If Starfleet gets to have replicators then Krypton gets to have replicators and Jor-El definitely stuck one in the ship so his son would have, you know, food and clothing. But only Kryptonians can use their tech because they’re who the neural interface is designed for so whoops they got real lucky that Kryptonian babies love milk from Earth goats. Clark only started using the replicator later but it only knows how to make Kryptonian things and only some of those are useful to him.
  • Okay so here is where I tie those last two bullet points into something fucking dumb that you will take out of my cold dead hands: Clark got the costume out of the replicator. It didn’t necessarily understand what he wanted though? Like, the concept of a costume didn’t really translate, but it got the idea that he wanted an active uniform, so that is what it made. It’s brightly colored and has his last name on the front. Clark is wearing a Kryptonian football jersey is what I’m getting at. Later Kara will be VERY confused by this. Imagine ending up on an alien planet and meeting your cousin and he’s been fighting crime dressed like a quarterback.
  • Most telepathy does not work because different neural patterns. Diana can only manage it if she uses her lariat and even then it’s like trying to lasso a freight train that does not stop. It’s extremely disorienting. J'onn has just accepted that Superman can hear him but he’s not going to get anything back. It’s like the psychic equivalent of a dial tone for him. He’s trying to call his bro but their family has dialup. He tries not to fuck with it because he doesn’t want to poke around in Superman’s head blind and break something.
  • Clark can’t type with super speed because he’ll break the keyboard and the computer can’t keep up. Instead he uses shorthand along with a custom set of AutoHotKey macros and it is honestly infuriating how fast he can get things written with this setup. But also if he doesn’t have AutoHotKey on whatever he’s typing with then sometimes Lois will get an email like: ll] dyk f pw mde a dec wrt t $l stry? ]ck
  • A woman was told by her therapist to try talking to at least one person once a week but she decided to cheat by just talking to her empty apartment under the guise of telling Superman about her day because lol he can hear everything allegedly so this definitely counts and is what the doctor was going for with this. When she has to go to the hospital for a medical emergency she comes home and there is a note on her counter wherein Superman explains that he was worried because he hadn’t heard from her in a while, so he swung by to check on her. When he found out what happened he watered her plants and fed her goldfish and also that cat that he thought might be hers (she does not have a cat). She is completely mortified because she was just being full of shit she did not actually believe he could hear her oh god what all did she even say and whose cat is this???
  • Look if you are in Metropolis and you loudly say HEY SUPERMAN there is a very good chance he will hear it even if he doesn’t mean to. He is not trying to eavesdrop, that’s just what happens when you yell someone’s name in earshot.
  • He doesn’t wear the costume under his clothes because you may have noticed a running theme here where the universe is conspiring to ruin his clothes and leave him running around shirtless all the time. I mean thank god for the rest of us but he would rather not risk someone spilling their drink all over him somehow and suddenly his shirt is transparent and you can see the big S. It’s bad enough when it happens under ordinary circumstances. How often can one man get drinks spilled all over him? You would be shocked. Shocked. His eyes are up here, Lois.
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'Supergirl' boss teases struggle for humanity in season 3


Kara Danvers no more! In the wake of being forced to effectively banish her boyfriend from Earth in the Supergirl finale, the Girl of Steel (Melissa Benoist) has pushed aside her humanity and dedicated herself to being Supergirl.

The theme of what it means to be human will resonate with everyone, particularly with J’onn (David Harewood) in discovering he’s not the last Green Martian — we’ll meet his father, M’yrnn (Carl Lumbly), this season; with Alex (Chyler Leigh) in finding what she needs to have a full life in her relationship with Maggie (Floriana Lima); and with new villain Reign (Odette Annable), who’s initially clueless as to her origin as a bio-engineered creation of Krypton.

“We’ve never really seen the big bad become the big bad,” executive producer Andrew Kreisberg says. “The journey that Reign takes this season is watching her realize her heritage and see how it manifests.” Considering she’s a Worldkiller, she probably won’t take it well! Read our full interview with Kreisberg below.


ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: Can you talk about how Kara has really pushed aside her humanity this season?
ANDREW KREISBERG: The thing that everybody is struggling with on Supergirlthis season is, what does it mean to be human? And it’s something that Kara is going through, it’s something that J’onn is going through, it’s something that Alex is going through, and it’s also something that Reign is going through, so it’s a really strong emotional through-line that’s affecting both our heroes and our villain. When we pick Kara up, she’s feeling like being Kara Danvers was a mistake, that pretending that she was human, and having human goals, and trying to have a boyfriend, that those are all human things and all it’s done is break her heart. So the one thing that she’s great at is being Supergirl. She just saved the world in the finale last year, and when we pick her up in the premiere, she is kicking ass and taking names. It’s a little bit of a metaphor for any one of us — when our personal lives are going to hell, we throw ourselves into work. But that’s not the Kara that Alex knows, that Lena knows, that James knows, that J’onn knows. The first episode is a little bit of Kara finding her way back to Kara Danvers, not just Kara Zor-El.

What can you tease of the Mon-El story line? And will that tie in at all to the four-way crossover?
I can tease nothing about the Mon-El story line, because how-when-why Mon-El comes back is one of the big mysteries of the season, so I don’t want to give too much away, other than to say that he will be back.

Can you say anything about his particular mindset when we see him again?
I really can’t.

Let’s move on to Reign. What can you tell us about her trajectory this season?
I’m not only competing with myself on Supergirl, but I’m competing with myself on all the other shows that I’ve done, and by that, I mean I don’t want to repeat what I’ve done on Supergirl, nor do I want to repeat what I’ve done on Arrow and Flash, so when we were figuring out Reign, one thing we’ve never really seen on any of these shows is we’ve never seen the big bad become the big bad. Usually on these shows, you either meet the big bad at the end of episode 1 or you meet them at episode 7 or 9, and you realize that they’ve been pulling the strings the whole time and were out there working with their multi-year plan to take down the heroes or destroy the city. When we meet Reign, she’s just a woman. Her name is Samantha Arias and she’s a single mom, and she has no idea that she is Reign. She has no idea that she was the baby in the pod at the end of last season, so the journey that she takes this season is watching her realize her heritage and see how it manifests.

What can you tell us about the Maggie and Alex story line for this season?What’s your goal in expanding or pushing forward this relationship?
With Sanvers?

Yeah, with Sanvers.
Well, unfortunately, Floriana decided to move on, which left us with, how do we write her out as a regular while still honoring these two women who were deeply in love with each other? Taking a page out of some of our own personal dating history, we’ve come up with a story that we really feel like honors what’s come before them, and honors how much they love each other, and how much they mean to each other, and how much they’ve changed each other’s lives. It’s some of the most emotional stuff we’ve ever done, and Floriana has been so good in these first five episodes. Episode 3 is all about Maggie and her dad, played by Carlos Bernard, and it’s some of the most heartbreaking stuff I’ve ever done on anything I’ve ever done. Maggie does not die. I’m sure a lot of people are afraid of that. Maggie will continue to exist in the world and if the opportunity presents itself for her, she’ll come back.

What does Morgan Edge bring to the table that’s different from Maxwell Lord?
Adrian Pasdar is so good. He is so good. We loved Peter [Facinelli] and he’s such a good guy. With Peter, what we were going for was, you’re not quite sure if he’s good and you’re not quite sure if he’s bad. Morgan Edge is just bad, and Adrian is crushing it. Based on episode 1, we’re actually having him for more episodes because we’re so in love with him and his performance. A lot of his scenes are with Katie McGrath and just watching the two of them go toe to toe as titans of industry is really exciting.

How will Lena come more into the fold of the core Supergirl team this season as, presumably, we inch toward her finding out the truth?
Well, again, I don’t want to give too much of this away, because some of this is the surprise, but Lena and Kara’s friendship will continue to grow. There’s a lot of Lena-Kara adventures early on in this season. The most interesting thing about Lena is that she is so good, and so moral, and believes in second chances, but she comes from this family of truly evil people. As people are going to realize over the course of this season, it doesn’t take much to make you bad. That’s what’s always interesting about Lena and any scenes she’s in, or any of the adventures that she and Kara go on: People don’t just turn evil; they do one small bad thing and then that leads to another, and then to another, and so any time you’re watching Lena, you’re always wondering, is this the moment when she does the one small thing?

Anything you can tease on the four-way crossover? Will we get to see more of the Supergirl characters involved?
Yeah, well, it is a true four-way crossover. One of the things that we worked out is a four-hour story, and Kara and Alex are at the center of it through all four hours. One of the things we’ve been doing a lot this season is getting back a little bit to season 1 and really making it Danvers sisters-centric, so a lot of what’s going on this season is Kara and Alex doing things in tandem, and the crossover won’t be any different.

You mentioned each of the characters dealing with their humanity this season. Can you expand on that for J’onn?
Carl Lumbly will be joining as J’onn’s father. First of all, he’s so amazing. J’onn has always felt like an alien. He spent 300 years on Earth and he’s always felt different, and other, and felt people were afraid of him, and has always had to hide who he really was. The irony is he becomes reconnected with his father and his father thinks, “Oh my God, you’ve gone so Earth-man.” So for J’onn, it’s this realization that he’s not quite the alien that he thought he was, and what that means to him, and if we’re reconnecting with his Martian heritage, how important is that to him?

What about for Alex?
For Alex, it’s tied part and parcel with her story with Maggie about what she’s looking for in life, and what she needs, and what she needs to have a full life.

For James or Winn?
For James and Winn, the overall theme isn’t as much going on with them. The four people really dealing with that theme are Kara, Alex, J’onn, and Sam.

Is there anything you can say for James and Winn though for this season?
I am as proud of Supergirl season 1 as anything I have ever done. What we were able to achieve, and the fun, and the scope and spectacle, I am blown away by, but there were some things that we felt got lost along the way. One of the things we really wanted to do was to get back a little bit to the Super Friends — the James, Winn, Kara investigative trifecta. There’s a lot more of Kara, James, and Winn teaming up as Kara, James, and Winn. James delivers a monologue about how he met Superman in episode 4 that’s one of the favorite things I’ve ever read on this show.

Supergirl returns Monday, Oct. 9 at 8 p.m. ET on The CW.

Chocobros: Sons of Egyptian Gods

Noctis: Son of Osiris, God of the afterlife, death, life, and resurrection.

- He tends to remain in the underworld with his father. Noctis has only shown interest in the human world once and has visited it because of his curiosity, but when he actually experienced it, he didn’t like it. Though people were really interesting, it was too loud and exhausting for him. 

- This Prince of the Afterlife is the most introverted person you will ever meet. He’s extremely shy when he talks to wandering souls, or anyone for that matter. When he visited the mortal world he barely talked to anyone, when he had to talk to someone who questioned who he was it drained all his energy and he had to quickly return home.

- He strongly dislikes when people suck up to him or sugarcoat things, he prefers when people are blunt. Noctis himself is kind of blunt and he appreciates when people are truthfully blunt with him. But, at the same time it isn’t good to always bluntly tell Noctis something since he’s sensitive and will be upset if something hurts his feelings. 

- Noctis gets worried that he’ll develop a crush on a human if he goes back to the mortal world, he finds them to be fascinating even if it’s hard for him to interact with people. What’s even worse is that Noctis gets even more worried that he’d get a crush on a soul. Noctis’ awkward self would have no idea what to do then. 

- Most of his days are very lazy days. He tends to stay in his room most of the time, either sleeping or watching the equivalent of TV. His father dislikes it when Noctis is lazy. He thinks that his son should be focusing on taking over the underworld. 

- His father, Osiris is merciful and tends to resurrect most souls, giving them a second chance. Noctis dislikes when his father offers for him to judge the souls who would either be resurrected or not. He hates having that much power, and truly doesn’t know how to correctly judge a person. 

Originally posted by gigglincactus

Prompto: Son of Hathor, Goddess of the sky, dance, love, beauty, joy, motherhood, foreign lands, mining, music and fertility.

- Prompto was so incredibly loved by all people he met, mortals and Gods alike. In fact, he was incredibly popular with both and didn’t mind one bit. He loved the attention he was getting, the attention mostly stemming from the fact that his mother, Hathor was beloved by all. 

- His mother was important to the mortals, and even the dead. One of her jobs included welcoming the dead into the next life. During one trip to the underworld, Prompto met Noctis and the two immediately became friends. Both were in awe of each other because of how cool their parents are. “WOW YOU’RE OSIRIS’ SON?!” “Hathor is your mom?!? That’s so NEAT! She’s so amazing.” 

- Prompto spent the majority of his time in the mortal world. He brought them joy, music, and even taught the humans how to dance. Though they didn’t dance well at first, the more Prompto came back, the better they got at it. Prompto was happy being with the humans, even at times wishing that he was human so that he could experience mortal life. He doesn’t know what a camera is since that hasn’t been invented yet, but he still loves preserving memories somehow so he has taken a strong liking to paintings. 

- Prompto was happy. He was so happy all the time that it was impossible to wipe that big smile off his face. However, he did get sad. It was surprising, the humans never expected him to suddenly have this change of behavior. He had enjoyed spending time in the mortal world so much that he forgot the one thing that separated him. He was a God. Humans die. He had made so many human friends, but he had lost track of time, and they had passed away. It hurt him and he didn’t make an appearance in the mortal world for some time after that. 

- It had taken Prompto some time until he understood that humans would die and he couldn’t do anything to change that. Bbbbbut, he kind of could. Because the spirits of his human friends would simply go to the underworld, he could just have his good pal Noctis resurrect them. Prompto really wanted to do that, he REALLY wanted to do that….but he knew that he shouldn’t interfere with death. It wasn’t his realm of specialty and he knew it wasn’t right. 

- The only thing Prompto could do was move on and continue to bring the pleasure of happiness to those who were still alive. If his old mortal friends were given the opportunity to be resurrected, he would be filled with a joy that would motivate him for years to come. 

Originally posted by ffxvcaps

Ignis: Son of Thoth, God of knowledge, the moon, measurement, wisdom, the alphabet, records, thought, intelligence, meditation, the mind, logic, reason, reading, hieroglyphics, magic, secrets, scribes, and writing.

- Ignis is very intelligent, maybe even more so than his father. Ignis has done extensive research on the human race. He has read all of the books, writings, etc. that they have published over the many years. Yes, he’s managed to read everything. Ignis even knows multiple languages. 

- He has never been to the mortal realm yet, he wanted to educate himself about them before he went. As a God who has never met a human person, he didn’t exactly know how to interact with them. When he did go to see the mortals, he was surprised to see how much they respected him and were interested in him. He found himself intrigued by humans and stayed with them longer than he anticipated. 

- At times, Ignis actually forgot that he was a God. Spending so much, perhaps too much time with them had made him forget. Ignis had an affinity for the scribes and he shared as much knowledge as he could with them. He taught the people about science, philosophy, religion and magic. At times when the people were having endless arguments, Ignis stepped in as mediator. Just like Thoth, Ignis was particularly good at balancing good and evil, making sure neither had victory over the other. 

- If Ignis had the option to become mortal, he would never want to take it. It wasn’t because he disliked humans, it was because as a human he would die, and dying would prevent him from gaining more knowledge since life would continue to move on. 

- When Ignis visits the underworld, he tends to assist Noctis with the judgement of souls. Ignis was taking over more tasks from Thoth and represented the judgement scales where the deceased person’s heart would be weighed against a feather which would determine their fate. Ignis enjoyed his time in the underworld just as much as he liked being with the mortals. 

- One of Ignis’ dreams is to travel the world, gathering all the wisdom he possibly can, however it is an impossible dream since his duties lie with Egyptian mortals and Gods. Ignis has definitely attempted astral projection as an effort to explore the wonders of Earth while still remaining in the place his duties require him to be at. 

Originally posted by cold-alpaca

Gladio: Son of Horus, God of the sky, kingship, war and hunting.

- Gladio’s bird tattoo represents his father Horus who flies across the sky as a falcon. Also inherited from his father are his eyes, his right containing the sun, and the left containing the moon. Mortals admire his eyes, the sun in his eye shining much brighter than the moon. When Gladio looks at his reflection in mirrors, his eyes don’t seem special to him and he can’t see the moon and sun in his eyes that the people speak of. 

- Gladio has a great love for hunting, more so than his dad. He tends to go hunting for animals with the mortals since they seem to enjoy it as much as him. From every battle with animals, the hunting group always comes back victorious, probably because they have Gladio on their side. 

- He also represents a symbol of power, and brings great protection to the mortals who worship him because of that. It seems that Gladio is much more powerful than his father, and has taken over his jobs for him mostly. 

- When in the mortal realm, he dislikes seeing war break out between people. He doesn’t understand why they would do such a thing and destroy themselves usually over a stupid argument. He typically doesn’t know what to do and calls his friend Ignis to help mediate and stop the war. When Ignis does this, it makes Gladiolus feel somewhat weak since it should’ve been his responsibility to stop the fighting. 

- Gladiolus tends to isolate himself in the most peaceful places, maybe tombs or near The Nile. Gladio reads there, Ignis providing him with new books to read whenever he finishes the others. It’s relaxing and shows the mortals that Gladio is a bit lazy, but not as tough as they originally thought once they see him curled up by the river with a nice book. 

- This isn’t known, but Gladio helped build the pyramids. He’s super strong and buff of course he’ll help. In fact he did the majority of the work. But being the nice guy he is, he gives the humans all the credit. Once the pyramids are built, one of his new reading spots becomes the highest point of the pyramids. From there he can overlook the town to make sure everyone is safe while reading as usual.

Originally posted by fieryfantasy


A/N: I was debating whether or not to do this for the Greek or Egyptian Gods and realized that the Egyptian Gods don’t get enough love and truly aren’t as well known so here we are. BUT if people do want a Greek God post I’d be happy to do it! I’ll also do the Egyptian God for other FFXV characters if requested! Though he wasn’t included in these, my favorite Egyptian God is Anubis!! REQUESTS ARE OPEN. 

Tagging: @itshaejinju @diadyn @disneygirl2202 @miss-scientia @blindbae @hypaalicious @scribblindown @ffxvhoe @promptoargentum-is-my-husband @poisonous-panda @argentum-archives @chocobro-hijinks @cactwerk @finalfantasyxvimagine @chocobostrinket @ffxvscenario @nifwrites

Zach x Reader: Flowers and Lovers (One Shot)

(A/N: Another one shot to make up for my lack of content. So sorry for that by the way, I will officially be coming back the moment Riverdale or Thirteen Reasons Why starts because I need more inspiration and ideas to create more stories that all of us can enjoy! Thank you x

Plot: The one where the flowers knew better than anyone else on the world of how much you love each other.


Tulips


Zach failed the first time.


“Okay fine, I’ll give you a chance Zach.”


You said that with your eyebrows furrowed and voice laced with exasperation, a careful hand on your hips. Any guy would’ve felt bad or guilty or ashamed but Zach was waaaay past that. He had been chasing after you since you were both freshmen, marked you the moment his eyes landed on yours. From the amount of time he spent pursuing you he actually got to know you better, better than you would’ve liked. 


He knew you and in that moment he saw the glint in your eyes that meant you were not annoyed and this wasn’t just a petty chance, this was a challenge.


He was right.


“Bring me a dozen of my favorite flowers and we’ll go on that date.”


He had miscalculated; he saw you brushing the petals of some red tulips on the garden of the campus and immediately jumped to conclusions.  


“Justin! You gotta walk home, pal.” Zach said, walking past Justin who, by his second nature, immediately followed Zach. “I got something I need to go.”

“Wha—Hey! Where?”

“A flower shop!” Zach screamed, already jogging up to the ‘secret exit’ that they use when they need (want) to cut classes.  Which was literally just a shitty wire fence that they made a hole in big enough for them to pass through.
Justin’s face broke into a smile just as he broke into a run to catch up with Zach.


“You figured it out?!” Zach only smiled in his best friend’s direction and Justin shook his head on disbelief. “Then there’s no way in hell I’m staying here, man. You wouldn’t know the difference between a lily and a rose to save your life”


Zach could only laugh, too hyped to shot back another witty remark, as he and his best friend ran towards the parking lot and drove off to the nearest store to find the perfect red tulips that would be worthy of someone like you.


“Sorry, Zach.” Your face was full of humor and despite his disappointment Zach’s eyes couldn’t help but look down at your lips that you bit to hide your smile. “You can try again.”


“Wha—“he went back down to Earth when you started walking away. “You’re not kidding?”

“Nope.” You popped the ‘p’ before giving him a smirk. But as you glanced at him you can see the disappointment in his eyes and started to feel bad.

It wasn’t that you didn’t  like Zach because you do, God knows you do, well, Jessica does. Aside from his ‘built-like-a-demigod’ physique and smile that makes you want to rip off his face with a kiss, he was sweet, charming, smart (if he wants to be), funny, and just so different, (not too shabby in the face department too).

He was different and that’s why he makes you wary. You were not used to different. You were used to boy being assholes and you were used to the fear you feel every time any of them shows interest because that means another game to play and you were so sick of it already.


You know Zach was different, but you didn’t know how different.


And it scares the living lights out of you.


You stopped walking away, returning back to Zach’s direction. He seemed confused but you just broke off a tulip and about an inch of its stem before placing it behind his ears.  “The tulips are beautiful.” You looked at his eyes as he gave you a smile. “Thank you.” You leaned up to your tiptoes and gave his cheeks a peck, catching him off guard and making his face turn as red as the flower in his ear.


“But do try again.”


Daisies


It was daisies.

Zach, finally concluded one beautiful Sunday morning after failing three more times with white roses, sunflowers, and dandelions.  Zach was preparing for your parents arrival since your family and his were close friends and his father just returned from New York which, in their book, was enough for a small gathering. Your family has always been close since his mom met your mom in uni long before they settled and got married and by default you had to be friends too.


“(Y/N)!” 


Zach’s head nearly snapped to the front door when his sister disregarded their chess match to come running in your direction.


“Hey there, princess.” You laughed as you scooped up Zach’s sister in your arms for a giant hug. “Your brother still bullying you?” You smirked in his direction, making him roll his eyes.


“He is the worst chess teacher ever.” His sister mumbled making you laugh, which naturally made Zach’s heart beat twice as fast.


“Hey! Not going easy on rookies is a sign of being a good teacher.” He tried to defend himself. You situated yourself on the other side of the small coffee table as his sister sat beside him.


“Well then, teach.” You chuckled, placing the pieces back to their original place, “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”


There was a long tense silence before he smirked. “Well, to be honest you’re kinda small—“

“You are such a – “

“(Y/N),” your mom called for you from the kitchen, Zach immediately stood up and gave your mom a kiss on the cheeks making her fall in love with Zach even more than she already is, silently giving you the look that says ‘you-better-snatch-this-boy-or-you’re-grounded-for-life’. You rolled your eyes. Typical Zach, making everyone love him and shit. “Sweetie, can you pick up some wine from our house? Your father has foolishly forgotten to bring it with us.”


You sighed, pulling yourself back up. “Sure, mom.” It was not that long of a walk.


“I can drive.” Zach offered, making you stop in your tracks. “It’ll be faster. And safer.”


There was dead silence as everyone tried to process what Zach just offered. Your house was literally a 10 minute walk from Zach’s and it was eight in the morning. Your mom gave you the same look, almost squealing in her place, Zach’s sister was just staring at Zach and smiling mischievously (obviously enjoying this all too much), and Zach looked like he was almost ready to get hit by a lightning or eaten whole by the ground just to get himself out of this awkward situation.


“Oh Dempsey, you and your cars,” you tried to lighten the mood as you grabbed his arm. “Let’s just walk, I could use the exercise and you can protect me from – whatever it is that could harm me like the sun or something.”


“Y-Yeah, the sun,” he laughed nervously, but his arm never faltered from your hold. His eyes were silently thanking you for saving the day. 


“Have fun, darling!”
Your mom screamed at you as Zach opened the door. You spared her a glance just to roll her eyes and send her a wink. 


You wrapped your arms with Zach’s as he tightened his hold on yours. It was a beautiful time to have a walk with spring at its peak and the weather cooperating with the mood with its clouds and winds. You watched Zach as he leisurely looked around your neighborhood, so calm and relaxed, so different from the guarded superstar at school. He suddenly stopped and slowly removed your hands from his arms before he sprinted and then suddenly jumped, grabbing something from a nearby tree, making some of its leaves fall all around you. You closed your eyes, afraid of any residue getting in it. When you opened it Zach was already handing you some random flower with a sheepish smile on his face.


“Nice try, Dempsey.” You giggled as he jokingly snapped his hands and muttered a ‘dammit’.


The rest of the walk consisted of Zach trying to steal as many random flowers from the gardens of your neighbors making you laugh. Watching a giant like him try to be sneaky was something you could watch forever.


“Nope.”
“Nice try, Zachy.”
“What the fuck is that?”


Zach groaned when you finally reached your house, you had an armful of flowers on your right arm and you even decorated your right ear and both of Zach’s ears with colorful small flowers. Oh, if Justin saw this he’d have a field day.


Zach took another flower from your hand and started plucking the petals one by one as the pout on his face got deeper.


“You’ll get it right soon, Zachy. I promis—oh watch your step!”


Zach tumbled as he tried to stop his current movements in your request. When he looked back he saw tiny dandelions poking out from the ground of your front yard.  He was about to pick it up before you smacked his hands and gave him a glare.


“You wait here and stay put. I’ll get the wine.”


You knew you’re mistake. You couldn’t help it. You’ve been watering those dandelions since last week, it was a thing you’ve had ever since you were a kid. You loved those little flowers that were mere weeds for other people but for you something about its subtle and unappreciated beauty that just attracts you to them. You appreciated the simple things in life, even if they were just flowers.
You quickly ran to your kitchen where you saw three unopened wine bottles sitting on the counter. You quickly called for Zach but received silence as a response. You sighed, trying to cradle each bottle on your arm and went out, just to catch Zach’s running figure towards you.


“Where have you been?”
He was panting and smiling like crazy. “I was out,” He took a deep breath. “And you need to go with me.”


He took two of the three wine bottles in your arms and took your free hand with his before dragging you, in full sprint, towards a series of small paths until you realized you were going up some sort of hill.


“Zach! Wait!” He merely looked back at you, flashed you a smile and tightened his grip.


When you were at the top, you could swear you were almost dying from losing too much breath and overusing your lungs.


“You are …. fucking craz – holy shit.”

“You’re welcome.”


You couldn’t believe your eyes. There were daisies. Hundreds – no, maybe thousands, just scattered all over the hill overlooking the park. They looked like tiny white fairies from your view with the sun making each petal brighter in your eyes. The sweet breeze made everything more serene and when you recovered from the shock you looked back at Zach who was grinning at you.


“I know you only asked for a dozen but …”
You scoffed, sniffing. You didn’t even notice until a tear slipped from your eyes which you quickly wiped away. 


“I used to take my sister here, when I was young. We’d play all day and she’d place daisies all over my hair.”
He looked out into the view and breathed deeply. “Life was so easy then.”


You stared at him before placing your palm on his shoulder, and with a little force, you had him on eyes length as you leaned in for the kiss. He was quick, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in closer. All the failures and crazy shit he did just made this moment sweeter.


Zach could’ve lived in that moment forever.


You were a giggling mess when the two of you broke apart, Zach kissing every inch of your face that he could.


“You know,” he kissed your neck, beaming at the squeal that you emitted. “,we should probably start talking about that date.”
“Hmmm,”
you pretended to think just to antagonize him a bit. “Wine? Check. View? Check.”
Zach grinned starting to get on your program. “And a pretty hot boy in my arms too.”
“Well, well, well,” he let go of you just to remove his hoodie and place it on the ground. “Looks like I got my date already.”


Roses


Your eyes widened in surprise when you saw the state of the king-sized bed in the middle of the room of the small cabin Zach has rented out for the week. The white bed was littered with the petals of some poor red roses and a wine bottle with different assortment of fruits with a chocolate dip at the middle.


It was in the middle of summer and knowing how much you hated the heat Zach quickly found a solution to your problem and another reason as to why he should be named the best boyfriend ever.


You smirked, looking back at where he was smiling sheepishly with his hands on his pockets.


“Well aren’t you romantic,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a couple of kisses all over his face as a sign of your gratitude and flattery. The way his hands gravitated towards your waist, pulling you closer, made your smile even wider.


“Or maybe I really just want to get laid.”


You burst out laughing at his remarks, slapping his chest to push him away.
Leave it to Zach to ruin a moment.


“You are insatiable.” 

“Oh come on!” he whined as you walked away from him. Trying your best to act mad. “Baby, I was joking.”


The moment he realized you were intent on keeping up your facade he gave a playful growl and made a dash towards your direction making you squeal filling the, otherwise, silent cabin of giggles and laughter.


Jasmins


The jasmins were the first thing you saw as you went out of your apartment complex but it was the boy holding it that made your eyes water in happy tears.
It had been three months since you saw your boyfriend of eight years considering his job consisted of a lot of traveling and unnecessarily long meetings.

Even after moving in with him last year you still couldn’t get enough of him and his month long absences were always frowned and dreaded upon no matter how much he reassures you and calls you to somehow make up for  it.


You jumped on his arms, making you appreciate his sheer strength as he caught you with one hand while securing the flowers on the other knowing you will get upset if you accidentally mush it because of your excitement.


He also sneakily angled his right hip away wanting the diamond ring to remain as a surprise just until after the surprise dinner he prepared.


“Please don’t leave me ever again,” you whispered in his ears, the small uncontrollable sniffles making his heart soar and break simultaneously.


He laughed silently.


Your wish has always been his command.

His Girl - Part 2 ✘ Sebastian Smythe Imagine ✘

A/N: I’M SO CRAZY HAPPY BC YOU GUYS LIKED THE PART 1 AND WANTED THE SECOND ONE ♡ Btw, I’m taking this long to reply and post bc school :/ I’m just posting now because I had this one wrote and sent to my beta some days ago (she had beta this like 2 days ago, but I didn’t check my email! Sorry guys, I’m distracted xD). I’ll be ‘’free’’ at the Sunday! And may I’ll post a Earth 2 Barry oneshot in my free hour in friday, which I wrote some time ago, but didn’t post yet. I’ll be working on the request at the sunday! Don’t kill me, anon. I really liked your idea and I’m crazy for finally sit down and write, school is just taking all of me with the tests :/ Anyway, I hope you guys like it  ♡ 

Btw, I keep thinking if Seb would save the number as Mon chéri t.t

Thanks @lyss-91 for beta

Summary: Sebastian sees his ex girlfriend (the person he’s still in love with, by the way) dating a New Directions’s guy, Sam Evans. Of course, Sebastian is going to get his girl back, after all, she’s his girl. She always was and always will be. And he’s hers. Which doesn’t mean they’ll be back at the first look.

Originally posted by chriswoods


Part 1

10 PM, Sebastian’s cell phone beeped, announcing a new message. The Warbler grabbed the phone, smirking at the thought that you had picked up his number in the coffee cup.

Unknown number:

So, I guess that means you want to talk to me.

Sebastian saved your number and replyed almost immediately.

Sebastian:

Not only talk, mon bébé ;)

He smirked at himself at the thought of your reaction.

(Y/N):

Sebastian.

By the way, it was exactly what he expected.

Sebastian:

15 minutos, in front of Lima Bean.

(Y/N):

It’s like 10, Sebastian! My parents won’t let me go.

Sebastian:

Plus, your parents love me. If they know this is our so waited coming back, they’d let you and your mom would even stay wake to wait you for tell her everything.

(Y/N):

This is not our ‘’so waited coming back’’, and shut up. Better my parents don’t wake up and find out I left without they consentient, or I’ll make sure you’re dead.

Sebastian:

Only your mouth can shut up mine. Or other delicious par of you.

Sebastian:

On my way, 15 minutes.

(…)

“What do you want to talk about?” You asked, not sure how to begin this conversation. He arched his eyebrow, obviously predicting that you were avoiding the elephant between the two of you, a ‘Really?’ Stamped on his face. You sighed, opening your arms. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Sebastian! I’m confused here!”

“You’re not confused, (Y/N). You and I know that very well. Just like we both know you would n’t have sent me a message if you hadn’t had feelings for me yet.” Sebastian said straight, making your gaze catch up in the sky. He held your wrist, making you look at him. “Just like I keep loving you.” The Warbler almost whispered, the first time he’d even touched the word love with anyone since you break up.

“I still have feelings for you? Of course I do! And I love you, Sebastian. But I can’t do that.” You stepped away from him, and his hand felt empty without your skin, your heart was still beating at his sudden approach.

“Why? Because your New Directions’s boyfriend? Plus, (Y / N) “ Sebastian rolled his eyes, not believing that you were holding yourself because of a stupid trout. But knowing that this was exactly the kind of thing you would do to not hurt someone.

“He’s a good person, Sebastian. I can’t just rule him out because you showed up and asked me to! I like him!” You pointed out the obvious, but you had another worry. And if this was to be a clean conversation, you would put all the cards on the table.

“What if things end up as they did before?”

“Don’t put this on me, (Y N). Its wasn’t my fault!” Sebastian defended himself.

“Oh, so this was my fault?” You said wryly.

“Well, it wasn’t me who told you that was leaving on the day of the flight.” He countered in return, making you step back.

“That wasn’t a good idea,” you said quietly, feeling tears fill your eyes.

“(Y/N)… I… I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re right.” You looked directly into his emerald eyes. “I fucked things up, it was my fault, I should have said it before. But I was so afraid, Seb.”

“Afraid? Afraid of what? ” Sebastian asked confused, approaching of you with slow steps.

“I was afraid you would leave me when you found out because I would be gone anyway and you wouldn’t want to waste your time with me, and…”

“Never, I said, never think you’re a waste of my time, (Y/ N). I wouldn’t do that and I’ll never.” Sebastian held your hands, feeling your skin on his again was an unbelievable sensation. You let go of his hands and put your arms around his neck. Sebastian hugged you back, putting his long arms around you, making you feel safe. God, how you missed that hug. “Je t'aime, mon bébé.”

“I love you too, Seb.” He pulled away a little, just enough to cup your cheeks and bring your lips close. But before you kissed, you walked away with your eyes closed and a deep breath. ’'But I can’t hurt Sam. He’s been really good to me. He’s a good person.“ You turned around and ran off, giving Sebastian no chance to answer you, all you heard was him shouting your name. If you were there, you didn’t know what you could do, so you walked away for good.

Later that dawn, you received a text message.

Sebastian:

He may be a good person, but he’s not the person who you love.

first kiss x myg

pairing; yoongi x reader.

raiting; fluff.

word count; 1,216.

♡ oh wow, i’m soft for yoongi holy shit. thank u for requesting, hope u enjoy!


I’m gonna buy you a whole meal with beef and soju included if you get the bastard out of there”, you just look at Namjoon completely unfazed; the boy looks so desperate it’s getting really hard to control your chuckles but you do it just for the funs of it, “(Y/N), please, BangPD is going to dishonor him if he stays in there any longer”, that may be true and somehow you are starting to feel kinda worried because, for starters, why are you the one that has to deal with a grumpy Yoongi at midnight? Is the situation really that bad? Was that the reason why Taehyung’s face was looking all red when you arrived? Did he punch him? There are so many question that need to be answered and you wish you could ask them all but you reduce your options to just one, “For how long has he been there?”, you turn your head slightly towards the door of the studio, a thin line of light from under the door slipping to the dark corridor Namjoon dragged you to as soon as you were at the dorms, “Twenty eight hours”, and that’s basically your queue. Namjoon sights and now you feel bad for the boy because he is truly worried about Yoongi, “No bathroom, no food. God, I don’t even know if he has water in there”, probably not, you think to yourself, “I’ll handle it, go to sleep”, you pat him on the head and push him down the corridor, making sure he goes to his room before returning. Now is when the nerves assault you and slap your forehead because are you stupid?

 You knock on the door three times, softly, not wanting to startle him in case he’s focused. When there’s no answer, you start turning the doorknob, gulping hard at the simple thought of an angry and exhausted Yoongi. It may sound stupid but you can’t help feeling this annoying butterflies in your stomach as soon as you spot his dark figure sitting on the professional chair, furiously typing on the keyboard. You don’t have any idea of what he’s doing and you don’t question it because it’s none of your business. You take two short steps ahead while taking a deep breath, trying to organize your thoughts. Just as you open your mouth to call him out, the silence is broken by his raspy voice, “What do you want?”, he’s mad. Oh no, he’s so mad and you hate yourself for even thinking this was a good idea. Without saying a word you turn around and bite your inner cheek thinking about what you’re going to do to Namjoon for convincing you of doing such a stupid move but just as you harshly open the door you hear Yoongi’s chair turning behind you, “(Y/N)”, right, now he knows it’s you and he’s definitely going to hate you for interru-,”Can you help me with this?”, his voice is practically a whisper and you wonder if he’s okay just by judging the tone in his words. Your suspicions are denied the moment you face him and notice how worn out he looks. He’s looking right through you with his beautiful doe eyes and yes, he looks so handsome as always, but of course you notice that he’s way more pale than usual, as well as his chapped lips. You see there’s a bottle of water next to his keyboard but, not to your surprise, the bottle is completely full, “Sure”, as you walk in his direction, you point to the bottle looking at him with this stressed mom face, “We don’t want you dying, Min Yoongi”, he laughs. It’s like a switch to you, because just hearing him a little bit happier  makes your smile own grow bigger on your face, “What do you need help with?”, Yoongi pulls the chair that is next to him even closer and offers you a seat. You do as he says and hope he didn’t notice you staring at his lips while he was taking a big gulp of water, they just look so-, “I’ve been stuck with this lyrics for fucking forever and, w-well, uh, just take a look”, once again you do as he says and look towards the monitor in front of you. You feel Yoongi shifting on his spot right next to you but ignore it because it’s not very relevant. You half-close your eyes, trying to get use to the brightness of the screen. Besides you, Yoongi is losing his shit. He can’t believe a beautiful human being like you if sitting this close to him and he wants to smash his head on the wall for feeling this way. He’s about to lay his back against his chair when you,  unconsciously, put your hand on his knee without even noticing you’re practically sentencing him to death, “Oh wow, this is… so cheesy”, you giggle, and Yoongi wishes the earth swallowed him right there and then, “But I love it. You always make cheesy stuff look metaphoric”, your smile is genuine, but your eyes are looking sad. He’s in love with someone and that someone isn’t you.

 Yoongi says nothing after that. He’s just staring at you with adoration that mistaken with pity. You’re so dumb for even thinking Min Yoongi would ever notice such a simple woman like yourself. And you had never felt so self conscious until this very moment, in which Yoongi only stares at you with no expression in his eyes. You feel hurt and you can’t even blame Yoongi for it so before you snap at him for not liking you back, you stand up almost tripping over your own feet and make a run to the door, apologizing multiple times for interrupting his work time. Yoongi is a strong man, if he wasn’t so lazy he would easily beat Jungkook in a wrestling battle. So when he pulls you back before you reach the door and tosses you to where he was seating before, you can’t help but scream. Not in fear, but in surprise that he really is angry. He doesn’t even give you the chance to complain because your lips are shut tight by his still kinda chapped ones. And you stay still for a few seconds, with your arms in the air for no logical reason, but they relax just as you realize Min Yoongi is kissing you, and not anyone else. You bring your soft hands to his hair, kissing him back with all your might. He then pulls you up, brings you even closer to him by putting his hands around your waist, engulfing with his strength, and takes a few steps back until he’s sitting on the coach and you’re right on top of him, straddling his lap. Eventually you pull back because hell, you need to breath in order to be alive, but you really wished that wasn’t necessary because Yoongi’s lips are addictive, “Please kiss me again”, he says, his gaze flickering between your eyes and your lips, “Only if you leave this hell hole for now, you workaholic asshole”, he just laughs and ignores your petition, pulling you by your neck once again and smashing his mouth against yours in a more passionate way.

Family — Wonho AU | Prologue

A/N: Okay so this is my first fanfic as a monbebe so I’m a little terrified nervous to put it out but hopefully someone enjoys it…I got the idea from a scenario blog I linked below. They have some really nice and creative prompts so definitely check out the blog :) 


Characters: Single father Wonho, Reader, Female OC

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Length: 2270 words

PartsPart One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven

When Wonho’s girlfriend leaves him and their daughter, he turns to you for the help he needs. Based off of Scenario Idea #14 from @scenarioideas

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booksrockmyface  asked:

Hey, y'all! My birthday is April 28! I would really love something fluffy. Really into fake relationships at the moment. Any rating will do! :)

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“Out!” The door hit her in the shoulder as she pulled it open. Katniss ignored the pain. “I said out!”

Gale brushed a piece of hair behind her ear, his fingertips skimming along her cheek as he did so. She pushed his hand away. “Come on, babe, let’s talk about this.”

“You can ‘talk about this’ with your other babe.” Katniss hated air quotes with a passion. Right now, she hated him enough to ignore that. “I said out.”

She heard a door squeak down the hall. Lazy shits in management had promised to fix that months ago. Katniss glared at the man who had dared to poke his head into the hallway. “Not you, Mellark. You stay in.” He didn’t budge. Was nobody listening to her today?

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A Very Long Day

A series of unfortunate (but maybe a few fortunate???) events

(1,100 words)

Warnings: language, description of car crash

A/N: I’m so sorry I’ve promised you guys so many sequels but I’ve had so many essays and exams that I just haven’t had the time, so in the meantime here is a fic I wrote a while ago and never posted.

Originally posted by onewayoranothermaybe

It had been such a long day. You had two exams that morning and a tutoring session in the afternoon. The only thing that was keeping you going was knowing that Tom was at home waiting for you with Thai, movie rentals, and a bottle of wine. You were driving home from campus, blaring Kiwi by Harry Styles, when the music suddenly stopped and was replaced with a ringing. The touch screen that once displayed your music choice now showed a little picture of Tom. You pressed the accept button and soon his voice was filling the Audi RS7 that he had given you for your two year anniversary. Normally you’d never accept something like that, but since he’d been sponsored by them from Spider-Man, you knew he barely paid a cent. 

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Can we meet for coffee? I want to see you and make sure you’re okay.

“Rick?” Morty calls in the direction of the bathroom, “Summer texted me again.”

“What does she want?” He asks curiously, leaving the bathroom a moment later.

“She- She wants to meet for coffee.”

“I don’t know how good- if that’s such a great idea.” Rick replies hesitantly. “What if someone sees us with her? The feds are after us, remember?”

“A-And we can’t bring her here..” He pauses, tossing some ideas around in his head. “We- We could meet her somewhere, just for a minute. She wants to make sure I’m okay.”

“A-Alright. We can meet her, but quick. Only a few minutes. We- We can’t risk being found.”

“Okay.”

~~~

“Oh my god, Morty, it’s so good to see you.” Summer breathes, pulling her brother into a hug.

A few feet away, Casey stands at anxious guard. She murmurs a fond greeting to Rick, and he returns it. Once Summer is done hugging Morty she moves on to Rick, surprising him by pulling him into a hug as well.

“It’s good to see you, Grandpa Rick.”

He feels the nerves in his stomach dissipate at the familiar affection in her voice.

“It’s- It’s good to see you too, pumpkin.” He replies, tightly embracing her.

When they pull back Summer points to a small, secluded coffee shop across the street.

“We can have a drink over there, if you guys can stay that long. Casey said that she scoped the area out, and there aren’t any feds, and there aren’t any cameras or anything in the building.”

Morty glances at Rick to ask his opinion on whether or not it’s safe, and Rick surprises him by nodding.

“Okay, but it has to be quick.”

“Understood. Get your asses moving then.” She smirks and her and Casey take off across the road.

After a moment of surprised hesitation, the duo follow after them.

~~~

“I’m glad you two have been keeping safe.” Summer smiles, relieved to see her brother and her grandfather in front of her in one piece. “It’s great to know you guys have someone.”

“Yeah, Rick has been taking really good care of me. He- He’s great.” Morty smiles, taking a sip of his coffee and letting out a pleased sigh.

“Hey, Morty..?” She begins slowly, and he glances up at her. “I’m sorry for how I behaved.”

“Oh, Summer, it’s- I forgive you.”

“Thank you. I wasn’t very understanding at first, and I won’t lie and say this doesn’t gross me out a little, but it makes sense, too. I can’t imagine anybody better for either of you than each other. So I’m on your side. I promise I’ll try to be better to you guys.”

“Sweetheart, even just hearing you say that is- is fantastic.” Rick smiles warmly, and she visibly relaxes.

“Thanks, Grandpa Rick.” She murmurs.

“I always saw it coming.” Casey adds in, and Summer snorts and playfully shoves her shoulder.

“You were with them all the time!”

“That is true.” She agrees with a shrug. She takes a sip of the coffee before her and lets out a pleased sigh. “So, you two only have to avoid the feds until Morty turns nineteen, correct?”

“Yeah. Then he can sign a declaration saying it wasn’t a kidnaping, a-and that he’s a willing participant in this relationship.”

“Forgive me for saying so, but that seems unnecessary. Earth has many unnecessary rules.”

“Well if- if mom and dad weren’t being such-“ He breaks off abruptly, eyes wide in horror, and everyone at the table goes rigid.

“Being such /what/, Morty?” Beth’s voice sounds out behind Summer.

Before she can even turn around to react, Rick is screaming obscenities and people in black bulletproof suits are crashing through the windows and doors. Within seconds they’re surrounded.

“Summer, did you sell us out!?” Rick and Morty both cry at the same time, Morty immediately stepping to meet Rick’s side.

“No! I swear!” She whirls to face her parents and shoots them an accusing look. “Did you follow me!?”

“Didn’t have to.” Jerry replies offhandedly, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “We have a tracker on your phones GPS.”

Summer’s eyes widen in surprise and she rips her phone out of her pocket and without even thinking she whips it at them. Her dad lets out an annoyed squawk when it hits him in the chest.

“You assholes!” She cries angrily, and Beth shrugs her shoulders and takes a step forward.

Almost immediately, Casey shifts, one hand grabbing the table, the other shoving Summer behind her body. The table is flung across the room, stopped a few inches short of hitting their parents by a few guards.

“Keep Summer safe.” She says, body shifting into a ready stance.

“You- You can’t take me! I’m an adult!” Morty shrieks shrilly, hands clenching into fists. “I- I’m choosing this!”

“You don’t know what you’re doing!” Beth snaps back, and Jerry nods in agreement.

“We were bad parents, and you wanted our attention. You have it, you can end this now!”

The room goes silent, and Morty feels something snap inside him. His eye twitches, and he shoves past Casey and stomps over to his mother, glowering down at her. She hates the small tinge of fear she feels.

“When I was 13, a-and I tried to kill myself, I wanted your attention. When I was fourteen, a-and you found out I was slitting my wrists and did nothing, I wanted your attention. I- I have had many moments in my life where I wanted your attention, and I never got it. I- I always got brushed off, so dad could go pretend to be useful and you could drink your fucking wine, mom!”

“Hey!” Jerry cries indignantly.

“I don’t want your attention, mom. I don’t need you. I’m an adult. You know who was there for me when I needed help? Rick. You know who actually cares about me? Rick. I- I’m not doing this for your fucking attention, a-and you just want to tell yourself that so you can get some fucking validation and tell yourself while you drink your wine that for five seconds you acted like a parent, right mom? So- so you can pat yourself on the back and tell yourself what a good mom you are and go treat yourself to some Pinot Grigio and a box of chocolate and tell yourself you’re a decent fucking person!”

Beth flinches away from his words, but he doesn’t stop, years of built up rage pouring out of him.

“Well guess what, mom; I don’t fucking need you! I can go on without you, but you- you can’t go on without me! You need me there to be a miserable sack of crap so you can get pity from your friends and tell yourself you have it so hard. I’m not coming home. I’m not coming back. You’re not going to win this.”

With that, he turns and stomps back toward Rick, freezing halfway and going rigid when she screams after him.

“Morty Smith I forbid you from-“ She falters, unable to say the words.

He whips around.

“What mom? /What/? From dating your dad? From being in a romantic relationship with my grandpa?” His hand flies out and rips a megaphone from a startled guards hand. “Well guess what;” He clicks it on and lifts it to his lips. “I’m dating my grandfather!” He bellows, before throwing the object to the ground and finishing the trek back to Rick.

“Savage.” One of the guards mutters, and Rick snaps himself out of his shock, grabbing Morty and fleeing through a portal before anyone can react.

“Morty I’m so sorry!” Summer cries after them before the portal closes.

If Percy had fallen into Tartarus on his own headcannon

Okay so basically I saw this thing on Instagram and it was a screenshot of a tumblr post about how Percy would have turned out if he fell to Tartarus on his own.  here’s my little addition to it. The initial post will be at the end (i suggest reading it first)

imagine everyone at CHB and CJ fearing Percy, even though they still respect him a little something has changed drastically and the campers don’t know what to do.  After a few months the older kids from CHB starting to think he’ll be a repeat of Luke but worse. All the older kids quietly discussing things from the past and how they’re worried for everyone’s safety when a younger kid/ someone from Camp Jupiter hears them and starts to ask questions. They all look at the table in shame and fear as they vaguely explain to them what happened which only instills more fear. None of them know but one of the seven overhears them and loses it (I feel like it would be Nico or Annabeth) on them because “Percy isn’t like Luke” and “he’s been through so much more than anyone will ever be able to imagine.” 

Unfortunately that doesn’t keep people from whispering when no who supports Percy is around to hear. They still talk and there’s nothing anyone can do because whenever the seven try to figure out who started the rumors the other campers cover for each other. 

Chiron tries his hardest to get through to Percy and to help him but every attempt moves Percy farther away. Percy can’t even think about his time in Tartarus without having to sit down away from people to calm down. So Chiron just settles for the tiniest snippets that he gets sometimes (most of the time its just a change in body language or Percy mumbling something when he’s not paying attention) and stays behind Percy like a wall to protect him from the cruelty of the campers and any of the gods that question him. 

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forlorn-kumquat  asked:

If you're still taking Valentine's prompts: bby!Foggy making a Valentine's card for his penpal who lives at the local orphanage, bby!Matt.

eeek soooo *gestures wildly* this happened, whatever it is! Ty ty for the prompt!  ❤ ❤  Gonna claim it for the wild card square on my bingo card, using the prompt “tiny dinosaurs” from the prompt list, and call it a fill for the February Challenge, too :)

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Foggy’s not stupid. He knows that Ms. McMurray is reading every letter he and his classmates write before sending them off to their pen pals at St. Agnes’, checking for content and conduct befitting a M.S. 214 student, not to mention grammatical errors that would reflect poorly on her classroom. So when Brett asks, “Doesn’t it bug you that some nun’s gonna be reading every word of that out loud to him?” the answer is an easy no, and not just because being contrary to Brett is basically bred into Foggy’s bones by now.

He does put a little more effort into his penmanship after that, maybe. And his spelling. Foggy doesn’t really know any nuns personally, but tv and movies have sent him some strong messages, and he doesn’t so much mind Matt knowing that he misspelled “destination” (for example) as the idea of a nun head-shaking and casting aspersions upon his person to Matt because of it.

(The destination of their fall class field trip is the Statue of Liberty. Foggy isn’t sure if Matt ever saw the view from the top before he lost his peepers, but he definitely didn’t see it as Foggy did on that particular day, with a jostling herd of middle schoolers providing a chaotic backdrop for panoramic views of the harbor and Manhattan’s skyscrapers, all under a startlingly blue sky. But when Foggy’s done writing, maybe he can.)

The first letters, the September letters, are basic hi-my-name-is sorts of things. The one Foggy gets from Matt is typed, with an uphill, printed M a t t beneath the Sincerely at the bottom. Everyone’s kind of jealous that Foggy gets to pen pal with an actual local celebrity and genuine hero, and he ends up folding the letter about fifty times to make it as tiny as absolutely possible before stuffing it way down in his pocket. Because Matt’s not to be gawked at. Because Matt’s his.

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70 with modern Kylo?

70. “H-How long have you been standing there?”


Perhaps you were feeling brave, but today you decided to surprise your dear friend Kylo by visiting his place for once. You hadn’t seen him in a few weeks since he last came over, and you thought it be nice to surprise him with his favorite food from a local vietniemese place.

You thought maybe this would be a good opportunity to finally push your relationship past the friendship stage, as you liked him from the start.  What you didn’t expect was his mother to answer the door in his place.

“Oh hello, are you Kylo’s girlfriend” She asked you. Right, you had seen pictures of Leia before, but you had never met in person.

“Uh no, I’m just a friend, Y/N,” You introduced yourself.

“Oh Y/N! I’ve heard so many lovely things about you, Kylo always mentions you.”

“Really?” You furrow your brows.

“Yes! Of course, you two seem quite close. I’m so happy to finally meet you, I wish I could’ve met you sooner but I think Kylo has always tried to keep you away from me for some reason,”

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You traded your ship for me?

A/N: this little fic takes place after the CS Movie. Emma has just gotten back from the Enchanted Forest with Hook and found out the woman she brought back was Marian. This is pure smut ya’ll! 

               Emma could count on one hand the number of times she had felt this guilty. Kissing Hook and then learning Neal was alive, considering leaving Storybrooke to go back to New York and now this. How in the hell had she not thought to ask the name of the woman she was bringing back with them? Hook was right, this woman had been destined to die and Emma should have left her there. But after learning she had a family and had sacrificed herself to keep Snow White safe, Emma couldn’t leave her behind.

               The confrontation between Robin, Marian and Regina had not gone great. No one was incinerated so it hadn’t gone that bad. Emma had desperately wanted to go after Regina but Hook was right, again. No good ever came from pushing that woman. The party was breaking up and everyone was heading home. Mary Margaret, mom and dad had already walked home with Henry. She wanted to make sure everyone got home safely before following.

               Granny had stopped serving a few hours ago and was kicking everyone out the door, grumbling about how little sleep she was going to get. Emma looked around to make sure no one else was left before walking out.

She stopped in her tracks when she saw Hook leaning against the table. The one she had kissed at. Ok, more like nearly jumped his bones. She still couldn’t believe he had traded his ship to bring her back. Just remembering their brief kiss had her stomach knotting.

               She had gotten a taste of him during their visit to the past. But that had been Hook and this had been Killian. Similar but different. Hook had tasted like rum and his kiss had been dark and bruising. Killian had tasted like mint and his kiss had been full of longing. She now wanted both. She realized too late that she was standing there gawking at him. Seeing the grin that split his face, she knew he had a very good idea what she was thinking about.

               “Care to walk me home Swan?” His signature innuendo filled banter calming her.

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anonymous asked:

your askbox seems crowded with johnroxycallie asks today. welllll sorry im going to add another one to the pile! i am intrigued! i used to ship johnroxy because it seemed real & cute but i moved to roxycallie when it was canon. but this is interesting?? sooo im interested but not sold. give me your best sales pitch for this new ot3 and adopt me into that good good 4 person fold?

Okay here’s why I like it.

To start you have to understand my salty relationship with Roxy’s bisexuality. I basically wrote my own god damn narrative for it in my own head because I am just so over homestuck’s completely unwillingness to give women arcs relating to their sexuality. Womens’ queerness is always something treated by the narrative as obvious and unworthy of commentary or exploration or any element of revelation/self-discovery or even an iota of reflection or struggle, which is especially FRUSTRATING when they’ve been shown struggling with the queerness of OTHERS. It’s that last part that gets me w Roxy – I especially hate this with Roxy specifically because her relationship with Dirk was so very fucking fraught with her being bitter at him for being gay and thus unwilling to be with her. Roxy was aggressive about her attraction to Jake and Dirk and I would have really liked to see SOMETHING about like. The narrative there after she meets Callie, especially when Callie expressly tells Roxy that her species can’t experience human romance and blah blah blah blah there are so many things I would have loved to know more about re Roxy and her sexuality but this post is already going to be long so enough said about how mad I am about this specifically

The way I’ve settled on it for my own peace of mind is that Roxy went after Dirk and Jake most aggressively because she had the “save the human species” thing held up as the banner of like, the most important thing she could do to the exclusion of most else. Couple that with her being upset at Dirk for being gay and you get a workable explanation for her suppressing her own bisexuality and being so exuberantly performatively straight. 

So. Callie is the only person outside the other alpha kids that Roxy has had this lifelong close relationship/bond with. They have a conversation where they basically gal pal each other aggressively, with Callie saying her species can’t do redrom/human romance and Roxy being cagey about whether she’d reciprocate because Callie is basically telling her there’s no point to the thought exercise and who likes rejection?? but Roxy is the one who brings it up and is clearly fishing to see if Callie likes her likes her and blah blah blah people have been shipping RoxyCallie long before credits video because of all this, the ring, etc. The closeness of their relationship and the mutual “if only this could work it could be so good” narrative there like all right. 

Then, John. There’s an element to Roxy’s attraction to John that’s rooted in that instinctive thing she has going on that you can see on display in their first meeting, where she sees A Dude and immediately does her mental calculus to determine hey here is A Dude, he’s kind of cute, he’s maybe not gay and/or off-limits b/c my best friend has a huge messy crush on him. And it would be real easy to weigh the scales here and go full RoxyCallie if that were the sum and parts of their relationship, but like, here’s the thing – it’s not. 

I just cannot let go of John and Roxy as the sole survivors of the Game Over timeline. Roxy is Callie’s beacon of optimistic hope, Roxy is the one who acts to save Callie and preserve her in the alpha timeline (with John’s help – John gives Roxy the ring after all. I like that detail in the full scope of them being a Unit in the future.) But JOHN plays that role for Roxy. Roxy watches Rose die and is ready to sit down and throw in the towel. She tells John straight up that her only plan going forward after this is to accept her fate and bury her mom and wait for her miserable doomed timeline to end and take her with it. John is the one who convinces her there might be a better way, there might be hope. JOHN is the one who acts to preserve Roxy’s existence in the alpha timeline. I really love the parallel between Roxy bringing Callie back from the brink of oblivion and John bringing Roxy back from the same via the same mechanism that allows John to get the ring that allows Roxy to bring Callie back in the first place. That is a really tidy loop and I like it a lot.

So, Roxy in Earth C with a boy she likes and has a connection with that literally no one else can understand because no one else went through Game Over, no one else has this dissonant experiences that might not mesh 100% with the people they love, no one else has this potential imposter syndrome. I love the idea of Roxy and John bonding over that and have never really been willing to give it up. I love the idea of Roxy coming to understand that her infatuation with the idea of A Boy, Any Boy and the future she wanted so bad were products of trauma and really examining that and then realizing she fell for John legitimately, that she genuinely finds him charming

Simultaneously, Roxy in Earth C with the alien girl she’s had a crush on for like probably forever, and now she’s free of the burden she always assumed she had to repopulate the human race. Also her entire family is queer and she’s free to explore her own feelings with that context. Maybe to accept that her feelings for Jane were never purely platonic (and her feelings for Callie certainly never were) and half her frustration at Dirk was that he insisted on being “true” to himself while Roxy never felt she could be and imposed straightness on herself out of obligation to the human race. That could make a girl bitter, right? (I have so many god damn feelings about Roxy and Dirk reconciling post-canon)

And here’s Callie with her insistence that cherubs can’t experience redrom, too. Except now she’s living on Earth C with, for example, Karkat, a troll who absolutely experiences romantic feelings the same way humans do despite all his species lore stating Trolls Can’t Feel Like That. And now Callie has eternity to explore HER feelings – and we know part of why Callie just accepted that she couldn’t experience flushed/human romance is because she didn’t think anyone would ever love her like that anyway, right? She thought she was hideous and unloveable. Well now she’s here on Earth C and there’s no way Roxy is going to go on letting her believe that. And without that holding her back from exploring the way she REALLY feels, you can see a path to Callie allowing herself to experience emotions she never thought she could. 

And all of these are positive things and wonderful things for these people to learn about themselves and about each other. 

Roxy caught between the boy she fell for on her journey and the girl she fell for long before her journey even started, just having this realization like, everyone is doing what they want here, this is our universe and our earth and our society and our rules, and she’s kind of unofficially dating them both for awhile but not committing labels-wise to either until eventually she’s just like fuck it??? Here’s how I feel, now how about you??? And I cannot imagine Callie protesting Roxy loving them both or someone else loving Roxy as much as she does, and John’s relationship with romance throughout Homestuck is so bemused and ???? and exploratory, I imagine he’s like well this is kinda weird is this like a troll thing and Roxy is like no this is just an us thing and they deal with it

John and Callie have already been spending tons of time with each other throughout and again, as I referenced in an earlier post, there’s some initial awkwardness that settles out into a balanced arrangement and Callie and John both love Roxy and care about each other very much.

Also like, until there actually is some kind of epilogue that does more with John’s current depression arc and ties in the Masterpiece with everything, I like this alternate reality where John has someone who understands him in a way really no one else can there for him when his shit starts to go south, I like the idea of there being an entire long ass subplot where John tries to isolate himself and Roxy is instrumental in not allowing that to happen, I like Callie’s cheer in the face of her own blisteringly unforgiving history and reality being an inspiration for John, I like a lot of things that canon as it stands doesn’t have a satisfying character-driven arc for at the moment.

And, you know, to cap all this off, I really just like JohnRoxyCallie as an acknowledgement that bisexual woman are not “less” for liking boys, that bisexual woman don’t “count” unless they are exclusively with women, and that bisexual people in real life who ship bisexual characters with people of opposite/other genders are not somehow betraying the queer community by doing so, while simultaneously not sacrificing a potential f/f romance for a m/f one.

The LGBT community’s relationship with bisexual women is MY pet issue, because obviously I’m a bi woman, and there’s obviously an element of that going on as well. It bothers me with the treatment of a lot of fandom/homestuck’s bisexual women (this frenzy by queer fandom to erase every relationship a bisexual woman ever had with a man as being not real or not valid for x, y, z reasons while Straight Fandom is over there doing the same thing, but opposite) but Roxy is by far the Homestuck Canon Bisexual Woman I personally care about the most so SHRUG that’s why you get a million words of my feelings

Anyway that’s why I like them