i can never hold all the feels i have for this otp

The beauty of Sanvers

Yeah ik, this is outta nowhere but I wanna express my feelings for my OTP. Ok, so the show Supergirl is already great cuz it had a female badass as a protagonist and Alex is also a female badass. But you can never have too many female badasses. When Maggie showed up, she seemed cool but I thought that since she was just local police we’d never get to see her again cuz ya know the DEO is all about the secret organization that doesn’t really need the police. But when we saw that Maggie stayed even after that case and that she was lesbian I was like omg Alex is getting a crush on her. And who doesn’t love the first gay love arc? Alex, the one who was usually always strong and calm, was excessively worrying, nervous and confused. She was also so used to holding back her own feelings, but then she finally decided that she would admit it to herself and go for it. Then she does. Maggie at first doesn’t really acknowledge it at first, not thinking it was anything serious and that it was just a trial for Alex or something and she didn’t want to be in something so flimsy. Then Alex saves her and welp what’s better than that fam. Maggie then realizes that first love or not, Alex was amazing and worth it and then the beautiful relationship began. Alex started actually getting excited for once, after being so used to not letting herself enjoy anything to protect Kara. It was so adorable to see her gush and be nervous. The progression of their relationship and how they made each other even better was also adorable. Maggie had been in a lot of relationships and seemed to have certain expectations for Alex and certain things she shouldn’t do since she was a “newbee” at this or whatever and at first Alex let her have her way with it all. After a few threats to leave the relationship, Alex finally told her that it was a relationship and that it needed to go both ways. Maggie slowly starts to crawl out of her shell and learns how to actually work together in a relationship. She learns to consider Alex more and that it was something real and starting enjoying being with her more. Then it was just that cute relationship everyone gets jealous over. Giddy when they see each other, gushing over each other, making excuses to see each other, working together, oh they gave us a lot of beautiful sanvers moments. Then Alex got kidnapped. We saw the extent of Maggie’s feelings for her, she truly loved her at this point. She was worried sick, falling apart, she was willing to risk some morals for her safety, willing to do anything to save her. And the beautiful relief when they rejoined safely. And then finally, the proposal. Alex didn’t want to wait anymore, she knew that being with Maggie was what she really wanted. Oh, I really hope that nothing terrible happens to Maggie and Sanvers because of the actress’ leave of the show, it’s been a really beautiful journey.

Domestic Klance Headcanons
  • Lance tries as hard as possible to sleep in for as long as possible
  • this is a difficult task considering Keith is an early riser he doesn’t even need an alarm he just naturally wakes up at 7 to work out or whatever
  • one time lance tried to wake up early enough to surprise keith with a birthday breakfast-in-bed, but of course keith didn’t get the message to sleep in and was already awake
  • they made a mess making pancakes and bacon together instead
  • lance is a neat freak. it annoys the crap out of keith because he never had to clean up for anyone else whereas lance’s mother pretty much programmed him to clean up after himself and his little siblings
  • keith affectionately labels these tirades as The Nag™…brace yourselves, The Nag is coming
  • lance can also cook??? he chops vegetables like it’s nothing and keith is alway afraid he’s going to lose a finger at the speed he’s going
  • they couldn’t decide on a color scheme for their room so it’s just a mismatched mess of soft blues and and calm grays and vibrant red and angsty black and it looks awful. but it’s theirs
  • lance convinced keith to do weekly Couple Luxury Night where they did relaxing at-home spa treatment-esque routines. he told keith it’d be fun but really it’s just an excuse for him to pamper his boyfriend and take goofy pictures in face masks and cucumbers
  • lance always fixes keith’s hair before he walks out the door because that boy does not know that bedheads aren’t acceptable. keith always pretends to be annoyed but his favorite thing is feeling lances fingers run through his hair
  • lance got them really into competitive cooking shows and naturally it turned into a heated cooking war between the two. since lance is 1000x better at cooking (keith can barely peel a potato) keith is allowed to distract him by whatever means necessary. lance is extremely susceptible to neck kisses, side tickling, and obnoxious raspberries
  • lance in aprons with flirtatious sayings
  • keith complying with the aprons’ suggestions
  • lance totally has a childhood teddy bear that he still sleeps with with named tigre (as a child he didn’t really have a clear grasp on the difference between bears and tigers). He is now señor tigre, respect the title, and is appalled when keith calls it ratty and old-looking
  • whenever lance is mad at keith he pretends keith isn’t there and complains about him to tigre
  • when keith needs comfort and can’t get any words out, lance lets him hold tigre—he might be old as hell but he is soft—and just talks to him about anything until keith feels better
  • they have matching red and blue mugs with cute lions on them
  • keith sleeps on the left side of the bed, but always manages to roll all the way to lance’s side by the morning
  • keith also has deathgrip when he’s asleep, so lance had to buy him a body pillow for those nights when lance just wants to sprawl out
  • lance taped a fucking picture of his face to the body pillow the first night keith slept with it and the next morning lance was woken abruptly by keith shrieking in terror
  • lance likes to do voices and impressions all the time to keep himself entertained and uses random objects around the house as props. keith’s reactions range from tired-of-your-shit to must-hold-in-laughter, but most of the time keith likes to film him on his phone so he can watch it again later. he says it’s blackmail material but these are keith’s videos of the lance that only he gets to see every day
  • whenever lance decides to fart in front of keith he turns it into a punchline
  • keith would never fart in front of other people because it’s fucking barbaric but he feels comfortable enough to voice his body’s concerns (oh god lance i have to fucking dump pause the tv i can’t miss gordon ramsay ripping this neglectful chef a new asshole)
  • they have a weekly chore chart with shifting roles, except keith can’t do the dishes because sticking his hands under hot water and touching grimy dishes is a nightmare for him
  • keith never likes to walk around barefoot esp in the kitchen, so lance makes it fun by gifting keith with funky socks. his most recent pair has shooting stars with a moon made of cheese at the ankle. (keith unintentionally called them cheesy and lance keeled over) keith is known at work/school as the serious guy with uncharacteristically fun socks
  • lance likes to blast music but when it bothers keith, he turns it down and sings along at a moderate volume, which keith finds comforting
  • lance: KEITH HAVE U SEEN THE THING
  • keith: did u check between the couch cushions
  • it was between the couch cushions
  • they have a codeword for when keith misses a social cue and says something too blunt or rude, that way they can communicate easily in private and when company’s over
  • they also have a word for when lance is doing something annoyingly repetitive that keith can’t deal with
  • lance is superstitious and it’s all pretty humorous, but he never risks going to bed without saying i love you, even if they’re angry at each other. keith doesn’t understand why they need to say it out loud all the time but he knows it makes lance feel better so he doesn’t ask questions
  • some nights they like to sleep outside on the back porch so they can see the stars together, and they make their own constellations
  • when the Bad Thoughts hit lance, keith just stays with him, cradles him, strokes his hair. keith’s blunt honesty is a solace whenever lance splits
  • when lance dissociates, keith finds a simple activity for them to do together to coax him back like watching crap tv or going for a drive with the windows down
  • lance bought this weird porcelain duck cookie jar and every time keith comes into contact with it he stares it down for a good minute out of suspicion and spite
  • if either of them don’t feel like using their voice at any particular time, they bought mini whiteboards with tons of colorful markers
  • keith really likes to doodle?? its not his passion or anything but lance lets him draw on his skin and loves to show off his “new tattoo” to literally anyone
  • keith really wants a cat but lance thinks cats are too boring and moody. lance wants a dog but keith thinks they’re too high-maintenance and overwhelming
  • when they went pet shopping they became unwittingly enamored with a turtle struggling to eat a tomato. it was inspirational, and they named her Rita
  • they probably start a small garden and grow tomatoes for Rita and lance in floppy sun hats and keith digging gleefully into the earth
  • lance naming their gardening hoe keith and promptly running from an angry dirt-covered keith

im dy i ng I could go on about these dorks and their habits

if anyone wants to add anything more please do I'm thirsty for domestic klance fluff

OKAY SUPERCORP/KARAMEL RANT

**Please read** This all really needs to be said. However, before I go further I want you all to understand that this isn’t meant to be a hate paragraph or to purposefully put those who like Mon-El and/or Karamel down. At this point, all the disagreeing and fighting will do nothing. So I’m asking kindly that if you’re going to add something to this post- that it is filled with positive intent. 

 Anyhow, to my point:

I do watch Supergirl by the way, but I truly believe this concerns a wide variety of people. Whether you’re a fan of The 100, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Walking Dead, or just a person living your life… All I hope is that we all try to grasp the reality of what is truly going on. Now I will centralize this long rant towards Supergirl however. For those of you who don’t know what is going on there is a conflict between fans who ship this character, Mon-El, together with Supergirl/Kara and fans who ship Lena Luthor with Supergirl/Kara. Now, in my humble opinion, the big issue isn’t about straight v.s lgbt people and I will go on about that later… but the fact that she is with someone like Mon-El. Now what do I mean by ‘someone like Mon-El’… before certain people get mad I want to emphasize that I’m simply pointing out what happened in the show. 

This is long as hell just fyi.

1) The way Mon-El reacts to most things is through violence. In fact, the moment he wakes up he chokes Kara. And there’s this: 

(his words in white)

And the scene where Mon-El robs Brian; using his powers for selfish reasons.

He even calls her names. And notice how he does this the moment Kara disagrees with him. A reaction that does more harm than good. On the other hand, when Kara and Lena disagree on something (in ep. 2x03) they simply talk it out. They ask questions, explain, clarify, and come to an understanding.

Now, I’m not here to say that I have NEVER agreed with anything Mon-El has said, actually I applaud him for accepting Maggie and Alex’s relationship the way he did, but that’s just the thing. The opinions/beliefs he has don’t come from himself. Most of what he thinks is based off of what he’s seen on Daxam. He really isn’t at all mature. He isn’t by any means and it’s simply the truth. Now hear me out-

This is what I mean by he isn’t mature: How many times has Kara asked him politely and specifically not to do something but without hesitation still does it? And how many times has he had to beg for forgiveness? 

In addition, he doesn’t have knowledge of what respect truly means. What’s interesting though about this scene in particular- is how it’s supposed to be a ‘funny’ scene. Mon-El’s character is written in as ‘funny’ and ‘aloof’… but it sends a poisonous message- that Kara’s feelings aren’t to be taken seriously. And this show is literally supposed to be about her. Not a guy who thinks it’s his duty to ‘defend her honor’ and then complains about it.

Now I know that this was how people on Daxam acted and their way of life was for the most part, sexist, racist, etc. But that still doesn’t give him an excuse to act the way he does. 

2) Lena herself comes from a family with twisted values as well. She is adopted into the Luthor family and has had close to no friends most of her life. And yet she’s still capable of being a perfectly decent person. 

She does save the alien population not once, but twice. So not only is Lena proved time and time again that she’s a good person, but her relationship with Kara (btw I call it a ‘relationship’ just like the writers do)… is not even close to toxic, detrimental, or abusive. It’s the complete opposite.

Protect yourself”

“I can take care of myself”

3) Being in a healthy relationship is about the effort between two willing people… at the same time, knowing your boundaries whilst encouraging one another.

4) Kara deserves someone who fully acknowledges her efforts and is grateful for them



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OTP Drabble Challenge!

Rules: Followers send a number to your ask, along with a pairing, and you write a drabble using that dialogue in your piece! Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!

  1. “The doctor said it’s normal” - “Well that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”
  2. “Baby, you’re not a bother.” - “I’m too needy, you don’t deserve it.”
  3. “Come with me to the other room.” - “We’re not going to talk about this now.”
  4. “Did you just hiss at me?” - “Are you judging me?”
  5. “Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!!” - “DON’T THROW SCISSORS!”
  6. “Here, take me blanket/jacket.” - “I told you, I’m not cold.” *shivering*
  7. “Did you hear that?” - “I’m telling you, I’m haunted.”
  8. “I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend/girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?”
  9. “Why are you awake right now?”
  10. “Come over here and make me.”
  11. “I want my best friend back.” - “Kevin is over there.”
  12. “H-how long have you been standing there?” - “Long enough.”
  13. “You’re lying, you’re blushing.” - “Shut up, no I’m not!”
  14. “No, I’m not talking to you.”
  15. “No more!” - “Okay, fine, I won’t send you any more selfies.”
  16. “What do you have?” - “Pizza rolls and Cup O’ Noodles…that’s about it. Popcorn?”
  17. “The salad here is really good.” - “Do I look like a fucking rabbit?”
  18. “Open this.” - “Can you say please?”
  19. “I just came to say goodbye…” - “Bullshit, you just feel bad.”
  20. “You’re on level 176.” - “Can you judge me harder?”
  21. “Jinx, you owe me a coke.” - *can’t speak until they buy a soda*
  22. “Please don’t leave me.” - “I don’t want to go”
  23. “Babe, I’m sorry.” - “Suck my ass.”
  24. “Liar, liar, pants on fire!” - “Seriously, you’re worse than a kid.”
  25. “You can’t ride a bike?” - “Why are we whispering?”
  26. “Is it that time of the month?” - “You literally ask me that whenever I’m mad at you!”
  27. “We’re going downtown.” - “There’s a strip club downtown.”
  28. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - “Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.”
  29. “It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!”
  30. “Take it off.” - “Like a bandaid?”
  31. “I told you…” - “Yeah, yeah, yeah, quit nagging.”
  32. “Boo?” - “You’re my boo.”
  33. “Don’t you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!”
  34. “You broke what?!?” - “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”
  35. “Why’re you dressed like that?” - “Does that mean it looks good or should I change?”
  36. “Fine, just do what you have to do.” - “Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”
  37. “…then I picked up your coffee by mistake.” - “All I want is an apology.”
  38. “Well, this is awkward.” - “Don’t touch me.”
  39. “You can’t make me.” - “What are you? Five?”
  40. “You’re a blanket hog!” - “Leave me alone and stop being so selfish.”
  41. “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.” - “Look who’s talking…just kidding, your jokes suck.”
  42. “I hate you.” - “No, you don’t.”
  43. “Should I be worried?” - “Is the grass green?”
  44. “You’re kidding me?!” - “Shush, my mom never taught me.”
  45. “I’m your lock screen?!” - “You weren’t supposed to see that.”
  46. “Will you go with me?” - “As long as you hold my hand.”
  47. “Baby, I’m scared.” - “You don’t have to be; not as long as I’m here.”
  48. “Come inside, I’m sorry.” - “Not until you apologize.” - “I just said I’m freaking sorry.”
  49. “Your voice is sexy.” - “Your ass is sexy.”
  50. “If I asked, you’d say no.” - “You don’t know that.”
  51. “Seriously, the chimney?” - “The squirrel can’t win!”
  52. “32?” - “I’ll prove it!”
  53. “It’s just so little and adorable.” - “That’s what she said.”
  54. “You’re not mature enough to be a parent.” - “Try me.”
  55. “Take a chance.” - “Umm…let me think…no.”
  56. “Game’s over, you son of a bitch!!” - “Okay, just don’t hit me.”
  57. “You forgot about my birthday!” - “In my defense, I forget about a lot of things.”
  58. “You need more stamina.” - “No, I need more steak and eggs. So…get on it.”
  59. “Can you dance with me?” - “You’re not mad?”
  60. “I’ll smash it, I swear.” - “You smash it and we’re done.”
  61. “Move!” - “Why would I move if I’m so comfy where I am?”
  62. “I’m not going in.” - “Then we’re not going to get a treat after.”
  63. “I really would’ve liked it if you told me your parents were coming to town.” - “I really would’ve liked it if you put underwear on before coming into the kitchen.”
  64. “I found it in the recycling bin.” - “Well, you’re the one killing the environment, so who’s really in the wrong here?”
  65. “We bet, and you lost.” - “But tattoos are permanent.”
  66. “Can you quit being so sassy?” - “Can you quit being so controlling?”
  67. “Are you getting jealous?” - “You’re changing your outfit, now!”
  68. “What time is it there?” - “We’re in the same time-zone.”
  69. “Quit flirting.” - “I didn’t mean to-”
  70. “I just don’t know what happened.” - “You’re too good for them.”
  71. “You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”
  72. “Tell me what I can do to help.” - “Sing me to sleep.”
  73. “You still need your baby blanket?”
  74. “Did you black out?” - “I feel like I’m gonna puke.”
  75. “Let’s just bury the hatchet.” - “Fuck your hatchet.”
  76. “I bet it’s a boy.” - “I bet it’s a turtle.”
  77. “Spare change?” - “You can’t be responsible, you don’t get your wallet.”
  78. “Cuddle or leave.” - “So is that a no to supper?”
  79. “Are you high?” - “I’m just so fucking tired.”
  80. “Why did I marry you?” - “It took a lot of convincing.”
  81. “Who’s texting you?” - “Umm. nobody.”
  82. “You have two choices.” - “Neither of which I like…”
  83. “I want a dog.” - “I want a cat.”
  84. “Chinese food?” - “Do we even know what that’s made of?”
  85. “These sheets are stained.” - “That’s disgusting.”
  86. “You don’t know how to change a tire?” - “Give it a rest, would you?”
  87. “That’s my ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.” - “Well, kiss me so they see.”
  88. “We got lucky. You’re not gonna do that again, right?”
  89. “Hey, babe, look what I found.” - “GET THAT OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!!!”
  90. “You’ve been replaced.” - “Alright, we’ll see how you feel when you need me to kill a spider in the shower.”
  91. “Are those slippers?” - “Is that you being mean? AGAIN?”
  92. “You forgot your book.” - “No, I lost my book!”
  93. “You’re weird.” - “Or you’re just basic.”
  94. “We need a vacation.” - “You read my mind too much, it scares me.”
  95. “Why’d you hug him? You love him?”
  96. “Sorry.” - “Good choice.”
  97. “Luck? Nope. Skills.” - “If it’s skill then do it again.”
  98. “Why can’t you just believe me?” - “Because you lied about it before.”
  99. “This bath is too damn hot.” - “This is why we can’t do cute things. You complain too much.”
  100. *Make up your own*

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Um it's 2017... Kind of embarrassing to still be a larrie after all this time, just saying

the year is 2017. the one direction hiatus has been taking a toll on all of us. each day, we wait anxiously for the news of the revival of the band. however, there are more problems lingering in the shadows of the news of solo projects and movie premieres…. what is the state of larry? are they still together? larries began to disappear all over the world. the antis, houies, and ex larries scour the internet, finding any traces of larries remaining on this site. the survivors are strong, but they are constantly in danger of the lurkers finding their blog and anonymously attacking them. 

i sit in my room, looking at my blue and green watch, wondering when this will all end. when will we be free? when will louis and harry be free? i shed a tear thinking about the state of the fandom, and the world.  i hear a knock on my door, interrupting my train of thought. startled, i shove the watch back in my sock drawer, not wanting to expose myself as a larrie for having these colors as part of my wardrobe. it was nestled along with my rainbow bear and leeds festival bracelet, the surviving artifacts after the anonymous figures invaded my neighborhood. i got away unscathed last time, but my close friend deactivated. i needed to maintain my secret, in fear of the repercussions of being a larrie in this day and age. 

i open my door to a figure, hidden in the shadows, features obscured by the darkness. i swallow my anxiety in the silence. ‘who are they?’ i wonder. the figure reaches into their pocket and holds up a phone, open to my blog. my eyes dart from the phone, to the faceless figure, unsure of how they found out. i shake in fear. then i hear the sentence; the sentence that every larrie fears… “damn r u a larrie?” they say. i scream, slamming the door. my heart is pounding. how did they find out? i’ve been so careful.

they began pounding against my door, attempting to kick it down. i can hear their angry yells from behind the door. “AIMH was 6 years ago! get over it! louis has a child! harry and kendall are my otp!” i run to my wall and touch my one direction poster, hand lingering in between harry and louis. “i’m doing this for you.” i close my eyes and take a deep breath, accepting my fate as the door abruptly gets knocked down.

i feel the presence move closer to me. i knew this was the end. i braced myself for my demise, when suddenly, i heard a ping from my phone and the phone of my attacker. i slowly opened my eyes and saw the faceless figure unlock their phone. i did the same. what i saw shocked me… it was a tweet… from louis to harry. what? how could this be? i look back at my attacker, mouth agape and eyes wide.

they murmured under their breath, “@Harry_Styles happy birthday mate! have a sick night.” we stood in silence, the pounding of our hearts and our deep breathing filling the room. they look back up at me, expression unreadable. they placed their phone back in their pocket, and walked out of the room with their shoulders hunched. i never saw the mysterious figure again.

and that is the story about how i’m surviving, as a larrie, in 2017. thank you louis, your tweet saved my life. the end.

epikegster 2k14 “Oh” au
  • in an au where parse never showed up to epikegster, i like to think jack had his “oh” moment in the hazy dark of that cold, loud winter night
  • (like, what could be more different than graduation? in the warm, bright day, scared but certain of his immediate future, speaking to his father in soft french while bells and birds sing overhead?)
  • it’s a different kind of “oh” – it’s not one last shot before everything changes, it’s one more layer of confusion and uncertainty as he enters his final semester at samwell
  • but it’s also…comforting.

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Called It

A YouTuber AU SnowBaz fanfic for the Carry On Countdown

Penelope

Simon Snow’s first YouTube video is one of my favourites.  It’s as painfully awkward as any other YouTuber’s first video.  He sits up too straight in his chair, he smiles and laughs too mechanically, and the film quality itself is poor, with half of his words lost to shoddy editing. Yet despite all this, it’s adorable.

           And of course, it’s the origin of the biggest OTP on YouTube, SnowBaz.

           “Hi guys,” Simon waves at the camera, his hand going all pixelated at the movement.  “Welcome to the first video on my channel!”  He’s inserted a sound effect of people cheering.  I have to laugh.  It’s so damn cringe-worthy.

           He goes on for a few moments, trying to make jokes and jump-cuts that work, when finally, it’s everyone’s favourite part.

           “What are you doing, Snow?” comes a voice from off-camera.  My heart turns to mush.

           Baz.

           Simon’s new flatmate, or at least he was new at this point.

           “Making my first YouTube video,” Simon grins up at someone behind the camera.  “Come say hi!”

           “-bleep- no.”

           Even the censor sounds old, like it was stolen from the year 2007.

           Simon looks a bit panicked, like he’s realizing that he’ll have to edit out the swear word.  A door slams somewhere out of the shot.

           “That’s my new flatmate,” he tells us.  “His name is Baz.  He’s kind of a prat.”

           “Just you wait,” I whisper at my computer screen. “Just you wait.”

 ***

           Simon and Baz do not get along.  At all.

           That much is clear from the first video, but it become increasingly obvious as Simon posts more frequently.  He often films in the living room, which drives Baz insane.

           “Why don’t you film in your own room?” he says, audibly annoyed.

           “The lighting in there is terrible,” Simon protests.

           “Well, I’d like to be able to walk around my own flat, if you don’t mind.”

           “Go ahead, no one’s stopping you,” Simon shrugs. “Besides, the viewers keep saying they want to see you.”

           “Well, who wouldn’t?”

           Good old Baz.  Sarcastic and full of himself.  They don’t appear to realize it, but the two of them balance each other out perfectly.

           Little by little, Baz begins to make his mark on Simon’s channel.  At first we only hear him from off-screen, offering his two bits about nearly everything Simon has to say.  Many of his comments are admittedly quite mean and uncalled for, but Simon never edits them out.  Baz is the invisible heckler.  Viewers begin to latch onto this weird relationship of apparent hatred and, as YouTube viewers are wont to do, turn it into a new ship.  “SnowBaz” they call it, and before long the comment sections on all of Simon’s videos are full of things like “I ship it” and “OTP”.

           I try not to fall victim to this shipping trend myself.  It feels insensitive to me, shipping real live people that I’ve never even met like they’re objects of sorts.  But even I can’t deny that the two of them would be cute together.  Provided they stop hating each other.

           Then Baz appears onscreen for the first time.

           He’s on the couch in the background, facing away from the camera.  All we can see is long black hair.  He only moves when he’s shouting ridicule at Simon’s words.  Once he turns his head further to make himself heard, and we catch a glimpse of the light brown skin of his face.  This time the comments are all “is that Baz?” and “OMG BAZ”.

           After that he starts to appear more often. Sometimes he’s facing the screen, looking down at his phone or a book.  He’s tall, and his hair reaches his shoulders.  The expression on his face goes between concentration and a sneer, that latter of which he reserves for his heckling.  It doesn’t take long for people to start commenting on how attractive he is.  Still Simon leaves all the footage of Baz in his videos, not hiding a single rude comment from his viewers.

           Once, Simon tries to get Baz to join him for a “meet my flatmate” video.  Baz responds simply by flipping Simon off in the background, which Simon has to pixel out. He’s gotten better at editing at this point.

           Sometimes Simon posts daily vlogs on days when he does things that he considers exciting.  The things that Simon finds exciting are too cute for words.  They tend to be little events like going to a coffee shop, things that are almost mundane but for some reason they excite him. He does this thing where he dances when he’s excited.  He’ll bob his head cheerfully as he walks, glad to just be out.  He’s gone to the grocery store with Baz a few times in his vlogs.  Those videos are some of the best ones.  They bicker about everything from which kind of milk to get to who gets to carry the baskets.  Sometimes we can see Baz’s mouth quirk like he’s trying not to laugh, like all this bickering is just a game for him.  Of course, this sends the SnowBaz shippers into a frenzy, the idea that maybe, just maybe, Baz doesn’t hate Simon as much as he lets on.

           But there’s one video on Simon’s channel that is the absolute bread of life for anyone who ships the two of them.  Simon is doing a Q&A, and as usual Baz is sitting and reading in the background.

           “This question is from Twitter,” Simon says, reading off of his phone.  “They ask ‘Are you in love with anyone right now?’”

           And if you look closely, you can see Baz go rigid.

           “Well,” Simon leans in close to the camera, “I have been messaging with someone quite a lot.  I don’t know who the person is, but we’ve gotten really close and I’m starting to think -”

           “Could you keep it down, Snow,” Baz pipes up, his voice tight.  “I’m trying to read over here.”

           Simon doesn’t speak of it any further, but Baz sneaks glances at the back of Simon’s head more than once before the video is over. I don’t know how Simon could have not noticed it.  Certainly every single one of his viewers did, which is to say over a million people. Perhaps love is completely daft.

 ***

           When I arrive home from work on a particularly rainy day in October, I am delighted to open my computer and find that Simon is in the middle of a livestream.  Comments flow constantly from the sidebar and I settle in to join the party.  He’s in a different room this time, one with a neatly made bed on which he sits, and I gather that it’s his room.  It looks so clean, but I wonder if there’s a disaster hiding behind the camera.

           Simon leans towards us like he’s trying to read all of the comments and questions as they flood in.  He gets a lot of I love you’s and he grins in response, trying to return as many of them as possible.

           “I’ve got to go soon,” he tells us and I sigh in disappointment, “but I’ll answer a few more questions first.”  He’s quiet for a minute as all the viewers catch up with the stream.  “Here’s one: ‘Did you find out who was messaging you so much?’”  He pauses before answering.  “Funny you should ask, because yes, I did, and that’s a perfect segway into what I wanted to talk about.”  He shifts on his bed.  “I have a bit of an announcement -”

           His door opens behind him, and Baz in all his glory appears in it.

           Comments start flying in of “BAZ” and “OMG”

           “What are you doing?” Baz asks without a hint of a sneer in his voice.

           “Just filming a live show,” Simon tells him. He seems… nervous?

           “A live show, eh?”  Baz strolls over and – wonder of wonders – sits down on the bed next to Simon.  We’ve never seen him this close to the camera, and his eyes are this lovely mix of gray and green.

           We’ve also never seen him this close to Simon before.

           My heart kicks up a notch.  I’ve fallen down the slippery slope and now there’s no denying that I ship it completely.  I grab a pillow to hold to my chest and go into fangirl-mode, overanalysing every inch of their proximity.  With a click I maximize the screen, blocking the other comments from my view.  I want to see every pixel of this.

           “I was just going to make that little announcement,” Simon says, staring at his hands in his lap.

           “Ah,” Baz nods, apparently understanding.  “Go on, then.  Carry on, Simon.”

           Did he –

           Did he just call him Simon?

           He never calls him Simon!

           “I can’t do it if you’re here!” Simon protests.

           Baz gives a shrug.  “Then I’ll tell them.”

           He takes Simon by the collar and kisses him.  

           I scream into my pillow.

           Simon and Baz are kissing, right now, in front of millions of people.

           I can practically hear the collective aneurism that the fangirls are currently having.

           They’re still kissing, and Simon is grinning against Baz’s mouth.  It’s the most genuine smile he’s ever graced the internet with, and it’s not even for us.

           I’m tearing up, I’m so happy for them.

           Baz lets Simon go and turns to smirk at the camera. “That one’s for all you SnowBaz shippers out there.  Don’t think we don’t know.”  He winks. He fucking winks.

           And then he leaves.  

           Simon turns back to the camera, his cheeks red and his lips puffy.  He grins sheepishly.

           “Um, yeah,” he stammers, “that’s what I was gonna tell you about.”

           I tap the comment box.

           pennyforyourthoughts: Called it.

who needs more peter x michelle feels? ALL OF US. so here’s another lil thing i wrote, it’s part 2 to this post

  • michelle has had a rough day
  • first, peter didn’t show up to AP bio, again
  • she’s texted him 14 different times today
  • fourteen
  • not that she’s worried or anything
  • because she and peter are barely friends, they sit at lunch together and walk to class together and walk home together and she knows he’s spiderman but…she swears they’re barely friends
  • but then the burning building happened, and peter didn’t come to school for almost two days
  • and she doesn’t know why she did it, but the day he came back and she saw him she nearly knocked her lab stool over when she ran up the aisle and into his arms, almost knocking them both over
  • they haven’t talked about it…because there is nothing to talk about
  • anyways
  • she’s sitting in her room, her laptop on her bed, buried under piles of books
  • no one knows this, but when she’s had a rough day, michelle’s coping skill is reorganizing her bookshelves
  • she does it so much to the point her parents are used to seeing them different each time they go in her room
  • and honestly, she didn’t have that bad of a day. it was fine, until peter didn’t show up to lunch or AP Bio and michelle’s heart dropped in the pit of her stomach when ned told her he missed today completely 
  • she’s deep in thought of what could have happened– did a building fall on him? is he trapped in a hostage situation? did tony stark come back to try and recruit him again? 
  • then her phone rings, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin and knock over a pile of books that she just sorted through
  • she reaches up to her nightstand and when the caller ID says “Peter” her hands shake as she answers
  • “peter?” she asks, probably a little too rushed
  • “hey” is all he says, and he sounds…fine?
  • “what-” she can’t even get the next question out before there’s a knock on her window
  • peter is leaning on it, the spiderman mask on and everything and suddenly her phone is on the floor and the window is open and she launches herself into his arms again
  • he laughs, and it’s the best sound in the entire world and he hugs her back and then she remembers that she did it…AGAIN
  • dammit michelle, get it together, you’re barely friends for goodness sake
  • she backs up to let him in, her parents aren’t home yet so peter’s secret is safe, and he takes off the mask and runs his hand through his hair and michelle is staring at him like he just came back from the dead
  • “what happened?” her voice is barely more than a whisper
  • he shrugs, “may drove me up to the headquarters today, she wanted to see all about…this” he gestures to the suit
  • michelle is silent, because peter literally ditched for a normal reason for once in his life and she overreacted because she always assumes the worst after the building incident and she just
  • she just can’t stand the thought of him not being around so she can make fun of him
  • yup, that’s it
  • “oh,” she laughs and the two of them are quiet before peter notices the books on the floor
  • “what the hell happened in here?” he asks
  • “I uh…organization. it helps when i’m stressed.” she says, and she can tell peter wants to ask why, and then she sees it in his face when he remembers he didn’t call her or ned and she thought the worst
  • “shit…MJ I’m so sorry,” he rushes out and michelle forces the stupid butterflies to sink down because she liking peter parker? HA. what a joke
  • “it’s fine, I just. yeah, it’s stupid, you can take care of yourself. but after the building and you missed school I thought…”
  • “let’s make a deal,” Peter says, and he holds his hand out. She stares at it for a while, before Peter laughs again and uses his other hand to put her hand in his own and to pull her to sit on the bed across from him. “from now on, I ,Peter Parker, promise to always call you, Michelle Jones, when I’m missing school so you have no reason to worry about me.” 
  • “Peter you don’t have to,” she goes to pull her hand away, but Peter grips it tighter and she nearly yelps.
  • “I want to,” he sounds so sincere and Michelle wants to hug him again, so badly. so so badly. “I don’t want you to ever think that I won’t come back, okay?” 
  • “okay,” she nods, and Peter finally lets go of her hand, and Michelle lets it fall on the bed, and she doesn’t move it. 
  • The two of them are staring at each other for a long long time before Peter’s phone rings again. They both jump, and Michelle decides to start counting her books again.
  • “and that’s May telling me to come home for dinner.” Peter chuckles. “I gotta go, i’ll see you tomorrow, i promise.”
  • She looks him in the eyes again, she rarely does this because his eyes are so so brown and so soft and they make her want to cry half the time. “okay,” she smiles slightly, and Peter grabs his mask before heading out the window and webbing off into the New York skyline. 
  • and it’s only after he’s gone that Michelle realizes he never told her why he came over in the first place

anonymous asked:

Do you still remember Faberry?

Do I still remember Faberry?

Anon, I know you’re playing but this might be the most offensive thing anybody has ever sent me in a tumblr ask.

I remember Faberry.

I remember they weren’t friends.

I remember when Rachel first reached out to Quinn, encouraging her to come back to Glee, that she would need friends who could relate.

I remember the time Rachel organised the Glee Club to sing Keep Holding On for Quinn.

I remember when Rachel came to apologise to Quinn about telling Finn who the real father was, and Quinn not being mad.

I remember Quinn drawing a picture of Rachel in her notebook with a million hearts around it.

I remember Quinn was there when Rachel discovered that Shelby was her birth mother.

I remember that Quinn would later give up her daughter Beth to Shelby.

I remember when Quinn put herself out there in a rather humiliating way, which Quinn Fabray has never done ever, when she asked out Finn to check how true his feelings were for Rachel. 

I remember when they first held hands during Dog Days Are Over.

I remember Hey Girlfriend!

I remember how the story plays out and with tears in her eyes, Quinn telling Rachel she didn’t belong here and that she can’t hate her for helping to send her on her way.

I remember Quinn telling Rachel she couldn’t write a good song if she keeps looking for that happy ending, and that she is never gonna get it right.

I remember Get It Right being the song that wins them Regionals.

I remember Pretty/Unpretty being their duet. And how they only had one. And in some way they only ever needed one because it is the single best duet the show ever did.

I remember the light green ribbon wrapped around it to match her eyes.

I remember the slap.

I remember the immediate horror on Quinn’s face.

I remember Quinn opening up to Rachel and telling her her biggest fear.

I remember Rachel telling Quinn that she’s a very pretty girl, prettiest girl she’s ever met, but she’s a lot more than that.

I remember Quinn letting Rachel wipe away her tears.

I remember Quinn dyeing her hair pink and how Rachel told her she was sorry that she was so sad. That she missed seeing her in Glee club. That they’re a family and this is their year to get it right.

I remember that possessive hold during I Kissed A Girl.

I remember Quinn spilling her plan to get Shelby fired to Rachel. 

I remember Rachel chasing Quinn down the hallway.

I remember when Quinn thanked Rachel for stopping her from doing something she would have regretted her entire life. 

I remember kind of.

I remember Rachel telling Quinn that she is a lot better than she knows.

I remember Rachel going to Quinn for advice on Finn’s proposal.

I remember Quinn saying she can’t.

I remember Rachel being the first person Quinn tells about getting into Yale.

I remember their first hug.

I remember Quinn telling Rachel that she has an amazing life ahead of her and if she really wants to be happy she’s going to have to say goodbye to Finn.

I remember Quinn standing up in front of Glee Club, talking about how she was the only one standing in the way of herself, that you can’t change your past but you can let go and start your future. And that all of that was directly said to Rachel.

I remember Quinn holding Rachel’s hand like a lady while being serenaded on Valentine’s Day.

I remember the look on Quinn’s face when Rachel announces that her and Finn would be getting married after Regionals.

I remember when Quinn wasn’t going to stand around and watch Rachel ruin her life by marrying Finn Hudson.

I remember Quinn asking Rachel when she was singing that song, she was singing it to Finn and only Finn, right? With tears in her eyes.

I remember Quinn setting aside her own personal feelings about Rachel’s decision to get married and deciding to support her instead.

I remember their second hug.

I remember Rachel making a room full of her closest friends and family wait because she didn’t want to get married without Quinn.

I remember ON MY WAY.

I remember Rachel not being able to stop thinking about Quinn.

I remember Rachel breaking down in front of everyone else and interrupting to tell Quinn she was so sorry.

I remember their third hug.

I remember do you not understand what you mean to me?

I remember Quinn being everything that Rachel wanted to be.

I remember that Rachel sees the new Quinn, the still-beautiful, but humbled and inspiring Quinn.

I remember when Rachel looks back on her high school career the one thing, the one accomplishment that she’s going to be so proud of is that she found a way to be Quinn’s friend.

I remember that Quinn first started talking about being prom queen in episode 2 of Glee, and that it’s all she ever wanted.

I remember that Quinn won.

I remember that Quinn rigged the votes.

I remember that Quinn chose Rachel as prom queen.

I remember the smile on Quinn’s face when it was announced that Rachel won.

I remember Quinn talking about change being so good because if they hadn’t changed they would’ve never been friends.

I remember Quinn bought Rachel a Metro North Pass from New York to New Haven, and one for herself, so she could make sure they stay in touch.

I remember their fourth hug.

I remember Quinn’s smile as Rachel arrived at the station to leave for New York, being so proud that Rachel finally got it right.

I remember the hundreds of gifs I’ve made.

I remember the thousands of words I’ve written.

I remember Rachel and Quinn as being the love story of Glee. 

magic touch bond au
  • i keep thinking of a magical au where jack and bitty wake up
  • like after a party or something and they’re both in excruciating pain
  • and so all the guys are freaking out and they sort of piece together that jack and bitty are being affected by the same thing
  • so holster hauls a screaming bitty into jack’s room and dumps him on the bed next to jack and the moment they touch everything…stops
  • why yes, it’s our old friend, the Forced to Be Touching At All Times Trope

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All I Want - Jughead Jones

 Request: Hii! Could you maybe do one with Jughead where he thinks he’s not good enough for the reader so he starts distancing himself from them and they confront him and then just fluff please? Thnxxx love your writing 💕

Why thank you little cinnamon roll! Hope I did your request justice :)

Warnings: swearing

Jughead Jones x Reader

OH AND ALSO, I have nothing against Reggie. Personally I think there should be more imagines and stuff for him. CHUCK on the other hand, I hate with a fiery passion. He can spontaneously combust for all I care.

Cheers to @satanwithstardust for being trash and reading stuff as always cos she smells. Oh and @betty-coopers-number-one-stan for being my new friend because I’m alone ;c eheheh ENJOY

Words: 3,014 (longest one yet yayay)

“How long have you two been dating now?” Veronica queried, as you walked down Riverdale High’s empty corridors with her by your side. She was of course, referring to the ‘Sad Breakfast Clubs’ power couple, you and Jughead Jones. 

A light blush creeped onto your cheeks as you responded. “A few months now,” You tried to play it off casually, acting like you didn’t know it had been exactly 3 months and 17 days since he’d mustered the courage to ask you out on a date to Pop’s. Everything had escalated from there and you’d never felt happier. He was your best friend and the one you loved, and in your eyes, there was nothing better than falling in love with your best friend. 

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AUs and Prompts List

So I just gathered some prompts and AUs that I really like. Take your pick!

 

  1. Imagine your OTP exchanging gifts for the first time during the holidays, maybe both a little nervous that the other won’t like their gift. It turns out that neither has any reason to be anxious; both love the other’s gift and kisses are exchanged along with each present.

  2. Imagine person A of your OTP relentlessly flirting with B in public, just to see B blush.

  3. Imagine your OTP studying together, and for every question answered right, somebody has to take off a piece of clothing.

  4. Imagine Person A keeps having nightmares about Person B. They don’t know what disturbs them more— how scary the dreams are, or how arousing they are.

  5. Person A has given up on love. Nope. Love is not for them. Forget that…. And then they meet person B and think; “Annnd this is the asshole who will ruin everything.”

  6. Imagine your OTP is wrestling over the remote.

  7. Imagine Person A of your OTP seeing Person B with bed hair for the first time, and being totally blown away by how cute/hot/etc. they look with their hair being a huge mess. Bonus: if Person A gets flustered when Person B pokes fun at them for liking it.

  8. Imagine your OTP intertwining their fingers together while they’re in bed.

  9. Imagine your OTP have a morning class together and person A always walks in late and has obviously just woken up and person B thinks that the grumpy person who sits in front of him is the cutest thing ever.

  10. Person A leaving thigh hickeys on person B.

  11. Imagine your OTP stuck in an elevator after they’ve had a fight. 

  12. Imagine your OTP getting in a fight and one of them yelling that they love the other one and then it gets really quiet.
  13. Imagine person A of your OTP scaring person B (during Halloween) on accident so badly that they cry.

  14. Imagine your OTP cuddling under a blanket on a cold winter night. Person A gently wrapping their arms around Person B and lightly kissing down their neck making Person B shiver from something other than the cold outside.

  15. Imagine your OTP running into each other under the mistletoe. Person A blushes and goes to suggest that they don’t have to kiss but Person B cuts them off with a kiss.

  16. Imagine person A of your OTP wearing person B’s clothes.

  17. Imagine person A walking out of the bathroom after a shower, half-naked and wreathed in steam, and B immediately dropping whatever they were holding. Bonus if it’s an animal which gives them the stink eye before slinking away.

  18. Imagine your OTP as teachers at the same school who are always flirting and have their students shipping them without realizing it.

  19. Imagine person A of your OTP coming home from the gym all sweaty. Person B sees this and gets instantly turned on.

  20. Imagine your OTP moving in together. They’re unpacking each other’s boxes when they find, ah, interesting things they didn’t know the other person owned.

  21. Imagine your OTP finding fanfic of each other, either separately or together. Alternately, imagine Person A writing fanfic of them and Person B finding it/finding out about it, or they both write it and find each other’s.

  22. Imagine your OTP waking up at the same time for a midnight snack and Person B scares Person A on accident.

  23. Imagine your OTP living together. The air conditioner breaks during the hottest week of summer and your OTP has to figure out how to stay cool. Alternately, the heating breaks during the coldest week of winter and your OTP has to figure out how to stay warm.

  24. Imagine your OTP not having enough blankets for both of them and sharing. It takes some doing, but they settle comfortably into each other’s arms and fall asleep listening to each other’s heartbeat, smelling their hair, feeling the rise and fall of their breath. The next morning, they’re still in the same position.

  25. Imagine your OTP living in a dorm. Person A thinks that person B is kinda cute, but otherwise doesn’t feel much for them. Person A goes to borrow a textbook from person B and walks in on person B in their pajamas with their hair all messed up and person A thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.

  26. Imagine person B of your otp uses person A as a pillow.

  27. Imagine person A of your otp goes to a bookstore and spends hours just looking at books and person B sees them and falls in love with how passionate they are and how geeky they are.

  28. Imagine person A of your otp is reading a book late at night and person B can’t sleep so they ask person A to read to them so person A starts reading out loud and a few minutes later person B is completely knocked out and person A gives them a kiss on their forehead.

  29. Imagine Persons A and B of your OTP both go to a private school. Person A is really studious and innocent, like never been kissed type thing. In contrast, Person B got kicked out of their old school for sleeping with a teacher. One day Person B sees Person A in the hall and decides that ‘corrupting’ Person A will be their personal mission this school year. Up to you whether or not they succeed.

  30. Imagine person A of your otp is waiting at a restaurant for their date and is obviously being stood up and person B notices this, just before person A gets sick of waiting and gets up to leave person B sits with them, and even though they aren’t who person A was waiting for they end up having a lot of fun and hooking up.

  31. “Bonding solely via eye contact over that annoying person on our plane that we’re both slowly becoming more and more exasperated about” au.

  32. “Constantly fighting for the best seat in the library/coffee shop/whatever” au.

  33. “We are both stuck in the dorm common room because their respective roommates needed ‘alone time’” au.

  34. “I was walking by the roller coasters and someone’s shoe flew off and hitme in the head” au.

  35. “You just caught me reading hardcore smut fan fiction during class and you’re wondering how I can read this with a blank face” au.

  36. “I sent a selfie of myself in the tub to the wrong number and you responded back with another selfie. Holy shit you’re really attractive.” au.

  37. “Now or Never kiss” au.

  38. Being on the brink of admitting their feelings for each other but then getting interrupted.

  39. Both of them being the best friends that everyone just assumes is a couple and no one is even surprised when they announce they’re official because 'wtf do you mean you weren’t before?’

  40. “I thought you were my friend so I slapped your ass in greeting" au.

I saw so many “anti-noorhelm” posts lately that I just have to say something.

I have to remind you of all the good things about William (probably I forget about something, but you got the point)

  1. Yes, he was fuckboy. But he changed. For her. Because he wanted to be with her. At the end of s2 he was completely different person than before.
  2. Remember when Jonas and Chris P get into a fight? And what William said back then? That he would kill somebody who kissed his girlfriend. Because that’s who William is. He don’t want to feel and getting hurt. But when he cares he is loyal and lovely and amazing.
  3. He cares about his friends and this is very very important.
  4. He beat Yakuza guy, when this little shit called Iben per “Slut”
  5. He lost his sister for god sake! He’s family is a mess. He’s brother is psycho.
  6. He prepared blanket and cocoa for Noora
  7. He can play guitar
  8. He offered Noora his bed. He wanted to sleep on a sofa because he knew sleeping with him could be awkward for her
  9. He wanted to make her breakfast
  10. He was with his friends on a spring break but he still thought about Noora
  11. He told her about Jonas and Isabelle
  12. He missed her
  13. He was heartbroken when Noora said she doesn’t like him
  14. This smile when she kissed him? OMG I live for that smile! He was so happy she’s finally his.
  15. This whole scene in bed? They were fucking adorable and so happy and everyone who thinks different must be completely blind!
  16. He tried to protect her from his stupid psycho brother
  17. Noora told him about her family. And he supported her. And it was important.
  18. Okay, he was horny. But he’s a boy! Teenage boy! It’s normal. 
  19. He kept their relationship in secret, because Noora wanted it and he wanted to make her happy even when he thought she should tell Vilde about them.
  20. He challenged Noora. He made her see that there are always two side of the same coin. And that’s good. People need people. People learn from other people.
  21. He doesn’t gave up on her when she pushed him away after “bottle accident”
  22. He didn’t want to spend his russ buss time with friends, knowing that something is wrong with her; She was the most important thing for him
  23. When she had a panic attack he just hug her. He hold her until she calmed herself. He made her feel safe, loved and he just lay with her with his arms around her. 
  24. He didn’t check her facebook when he had an opportunity; he believed her and trusted her
  25. He wrote fucking amazing article for her
  26. He made her get out of bed and go to Eva’s.
  27. He loves her.
  28. He was going to come for her at any time when she was at Eva’s house
  29. He told her about his family; He opened himself for her
  30. He was angry but he still talked to her because he couldn’t leave without saying goodbye
  31. He was an asshole during this conversation because being rude was his shield for so many years. Yet he came back for Noora because he’s changed. He wanted to be a douche bag like he always was but he couldn’t. He’s not the same person. He needs Noora and want to be happy.
  32. He felt guilty for Nikolai’s behavior
  33. He confessed his guilt on police station
  34. He is totally adorable
  35. He doesn’t deserve so much hate

Often I hear opinion that because of William, Noora stopped being herself, independent and strong. Well bullshit! He didn’t changed her. She just showed her other face: very soft and broken. Seriously, she hasn’t had an easy life. Unloving, lonely, probably with eating disorder. And she wasn’t talk about it with anyone. She kept everything inside, pretending that she is okay. She never was. William didn’t changed her. He figured her out.
He showed her she doesn’t always has to be perfect, that she can break down and he’s not going to judge. That it’s okay to trust someone and that he loves her defects as much as everything else. He made her feel comfortable and loving and safe. 

And I can’t believe he could have another girl in London. 

And I hate Thomas that he left and ruined my Noorhelm.

And I am sorry for my English, but it’s not my native language.

I guess that’s all.

Anyone agree? 

My thoughts on Kalagang

I’ll admit, when I first heard about this plot-line of Sense8, about Kala being arranged to marry an Indian man but not wanting and falling in love with a white guy, I was very skeptical. I thought it would be some White Saviour narrative that would portray Desi men in a negative light and Desi women as needing to be ‘rescued’ by white men. But after watching, I am glad to see that I was wrong.

Most white saviour stories would feature a woman of colour who would be portrayed as ‘exotic’, demure, subservient, and unusually attracted to a white man whom she’ll become extremely devoted to, despite him not having done anything worth such attention or love. These stories include the operas Lakmé and Madama Butterfly, the musical Miss Saigon, and films such as Disney’s Pocahontas and the 1960 film The World of Suzie Wong. And even more, the woman of colour would usually become so helpless without the white man to save her, that when he whisks her in his arms, she’d gladly give up everything to be with him: her language, her culture, her family, etc. Even more, men of colour would be demonized in order to make her have no other choice but to run into the white man’s arms. It’s basically a way for them to project their sexual fantasies about women of colour since the days of European imperialism and colonialism.

Kala and Wolfgang, however, couldn’t be more different from the above narrative.

First of all, Rajan, Kala’s fiancé, is a good man. He genuinely cares about her and wants her to be happy. And while Kala does feel confused about the wedding, she does not feel ‘trapped’ or in need of rescue. In fact, Rajan even asks Kala if she wants to end the marriage when he sees that she’s not happy. And in no way is Kala ever ‘rescued’ from anyone, and she is definitely not a submissive person. She’s an emotionally strong person and she’s capable of taking care of herself. Kala is not subservient or portrayed as ‘exotic’, she’s human. The creators also handled the marriage situation in quite a sensitive way, showing that Rajan is a sweet man who truly cares about Kala, but her main conflict stems from the fact that she does not love him. And throughout the series, she can hold her own and is very resilient, yet a caring and gentle girl who wants to make her family proud.

Also, Kala does not give up her culture or her language at all. She’s still very much in touch with her religion and her devotion to Ganesha, which are treated respectfully. She is never portrayed as needing to be ‘saved from her barbaric culture’ or however those White Saviour narratives go. It’s actually her father-in-law who is skeptical about Hindu traditions and wishes to get rid of them, yet even so, he’s never demonized.

Now, let’s talk about Wolfgang. First of all, I am so glad that he’s not a White Saviour. Typically, these kinds of characters would have the following characteristics: learning the ways of the native people, becoming superior to them, and also find love with a woman of colour, who will still passionately love him even after he is involved with the death of a member of her family. They’re also typically cocky and dominant over the woman of colour, who all but sacrifices her entire life to be with him. 

Wolfgang, however, does not have any of these characteristics. He’s a troubled individual who needs a lot of help, and Kala’s gentle nature gives him the emotional support that he needs. However, he does not see Kala as someone to be ‘rescued’. Rather, he thinks that she should stay away from him because he is dangerous. He listens to her and treats her as an equal, and he does genuinely care about her as well. Wolfgang also listens to her talk about her culture and heritage, not to humour her, but with a genuine interest and respect in the hopes of understanding her. In fact, as I mentioned earlier, Kala actually comes across as more emotionally strong than Wolfgang. Most White Saviour narratives portray the people of colour as irrational, angry, and overly-emotional while the white people are shown as logical and smarter. Yet Kala is quite an emotionally strong character, in contrast to Wolfgang, who has issues with his anger and is constantly at war with his own inner demons of the past. Yet Kala is like a light in his life, as she cares about him and helps him out by giving him the emotional strength and support that he desperately needs.

Not to mention, their interactions are always cute and sweet to watch. Tina Desai and Max Riemelt have quite the undeniable chemistry together, and they portray their characters so excellently throughout the show. Kala and Wolfgang has quite possibly become my top OTP, and I really hope to see more of their relationship in season 2.

anonymous asked:

i still have doubts about whether will is actually in love with hannibal ;(

Well nonny you have come to the right place. Because I have no such doubts. I am overwhelmed on a daily basis by just how much Will Graham loves Hannibal Lecter. It’s late and I’m exhausted and I really should be doing this during daylight hours, so please excuse the rambling and caps lock and incoherence. Also, I’m putting most of this below a cut because I have no chill and it’s way too long and gif-heavy for me to inflict upon unsuspecting dashes.

Anyway, come with me nonny on a magical journey back to mid-season 2. Will is all fresh outta prison with his sassy brows and slick new haircut and he is just dead set on Reckoning. He is going to catch that mother fucker and it is going to be GLORIOUS.

There’s only one problem

Will can’t actually bring himself to hate Hannibal. 

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I’d like to think Sakura’s first birthday on their travels might have gone something like this:

It hasn’t been too long since they’ve started their travels—maybe a few months or so. The day before, they’d arrived in some moderately sized village whose name isn’t important to remember, and decided to stay there for a while; to take rest, stock up, explore, and help around.

Sakura wakes in the morning a little later than usual, which surprises her, since she remembers asking Sasuke to wake her up when he wanted to leave to buy some food. She gets out of bed, changes into day clothes, and makes her way to the kitchen only to find Sasuke there, setting up breakfast on the table, apparently just done cooking.

“Sasuke-kun,” Sakura greets, a bit startled. “Good morning.”

Sasuke only nods. “Morning. I made breakfast.”

Though not exactly a rare occurrence, this still makes her smile—because she’s quite sure she knows the reasoning behind this.

“So you did.” She pauses, and smiles wider, an edge of teasing to it. “And you let me sleep in, too. Didn’t I ask you to wake me?”

Taking a seat at the table, Sasuke merely shrugs like it is nothing, but the way he avoids her gaze makes her think maybe he’s a bit embarrassed. 

“There wasn’t much that we needed to buy, so I figured I might just go alone.”

Sakura simply hums at this, but there’s that knowing look in her eyes, and she thinks Sasuke sees it when he fleetingly glances at her. But, she says nothing, only murmurs an affectionate thanks and sits to eat her own breakfast (one she remembers telling Sasuke she quite favored, not too long ago). 

But his particular behavior doesn’t end there. They head off in town afterwards, and he accompanies her every step of the way, even when she heads out to shop for herself. At some point, she tries to tell him that he doesn’t need to feel like he needs to stay, that he can go to the stores he likes instead of tailing behind her into ones she knows he’s not interested in. But Sasuke stays, and he never complains, prompting another knowing smile to her lips. He even pays for her lunch when they head out to eat, later.

Then, he takes her to the Hanami festival. At this point, Sakura doesn’t question him anymore; she knows with certainty why he’s acting so especially nice. They stay there for hours, visiting food stands and trying out game platforms (well—Sakura did), watching the pretty pink trees blooming in full; and though it is crowded, with girls trying to pester him after his good looks, Sasuke never scowls, never looks surly. It ends up making one of the very best birthdays of her life.

When they retreat from the festival, they take the long way back to the inn. Sakura has an armful of prizes she’s won for herself, and in her free hand, she holds a stick of syrup coated dango (which he paid for, again), chewing on it thoughtfully. She’s happier than she’s been in a long while, and in the moment, she thinks it can’t really get better than this.

But Sasuke proves her wrong as they stop by a small wooden bridge overlooking a river surrounded by beautiful cherry blossom trees, pretty pink petals fluttering in the wind, as he says, “I do have a gift for you, you know.”

Sakura’s green, green eyes turn towards him and widen, and she swallows her bite of food with a blooming blush. “You do?”

Sasuke nods almost imperceptibly, and she thinks she sees him swallow, but she can’t be too sure.

She opens her mouth to ask what he’s gotten her, before he suddenly leans down and presses his mouth to hers with achingly gentle pressure, lone hand gripping her shoulder to anchor her in place. 

He pulls away before she can fully realize what’s happened, but doesn’t put much space back between them, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. His eyes soften when she reaches to touch her lips with her free hand (which has dropped the dango she’d been holding, she now realizes).

The tug of his lips becomes more insistent, and he taps her forehead with two fingers—the gesture heavy with affection. “Happy birthday, Sakura,” he says.

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“S-Sasuke-kun! You made me drop my dango!”

“…I’ll get you a new one.”

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Who am I kidding this is too fluffy to have really happened….

For @artemis-rae​ A collection of Percy/Annabeth set in canon universe. welcome back to the fandom! We missed you! Some of this fics were written in canon universe before the the last books came out, so now it can be also considered au’s. I didn’t included any fic from @greenconverses because I’ve a feeling you have read them all. 


Privacy by books4belle

“Do you know the best thing about living in Cabin 3?” Percy slid his cheek along hers and brought his mouth close to her ear so he could whisper the answer: “Privacy.” Set between Last Olympian and The Lost Hero.

Things We Could Be by @rongasm

Three times that Annabeth is prematurely called Mrs. Jackson and one time that it’s long overdue.

Where We Go From Here by icy roses

How much of love depends on memory? Percy/Annabeth, post-TLH

Waiting for Tomorrow to Come by whispered touches

“Love is not knowing what you have until it’s gone.” Annabeth takes her time before she speaks, and “I love you” is no different. But she’ll regret her silence. Pre-TLH through SoN. One-shot.

Something Blue by @starksgrace

It’s five years after the Giant War and Percy has a question.

Rite of Passage by @ignitesthestars

Annabeth and Percy have dinner with Sally and Paul for the first time after they get together.

After by @ignitesthestars

It’s like this every time. She can remember thinking, four years ago now, that she didn’t know if it hurt more being with him, or without him. And every time the months and the distance stretches out a little further between them, she convinces herself that they’re definitely better apart. That a scarred heart is better than an open wound with him lodged inside it.

And then they see each other again, and she’s pitched right back into that uncertainty. Three and a half years should be enough to get over a boy, shouldn’t it?

A story of how Annabeth and Percy fell apart, and what it took to piece them back together.

Stained by @ignitesthestars

Annabeth has never baked cookies before. Percy decides to rectify this.

The Perils of Being Alone by @ignitesthestars​ 

Set in some indeterminable post-Heroes of Olympus time. Annabeth and Percy realise that, for the first time in a very long time, they’re actually alone. With no chance of being interrupted. Banging ensues. (Explicit)

Table, Interrupting by Burst-ofSILENCE

Like many other things, it’s Percy and Annabeth’s fault why the Hedge hologram on Buford keeps yelling “PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!” Or: a continuing saga on how Percy and Annabeth can’t make out in peace. Percy/Annabeth

Witnesses by AnnabethLuna

Percy and Annabeth probably thought they were being subtle, but everyone knew about them even before they did. These are their “moments” from the perspectives of the people who just happened to be watching. Viewpoints include Beckendorf, Silena, Malcolm, Michael, Rachel, and more.

A Kiss for Luck by @suchastart

It’s all you can think about this summer: kissing Percy Jackson. Which is a total waste of energy, because there is entirely too much for you to think about. Kronos. The Titans. Mount Olympus. And while you’re trying to focus on all these other, more important things—like not dying—Percy Jackson walks around with his stupid, clueless face.

can’t you feel my heartbeat by @seaweedbraens

trusting is hard for demigods, and to love is even harder. percy and annabeth don’t have it easy. [bits and pieces from all the books :: percy/annabeth]

Tattoo by ricecookerwritings

She had disliked the tattoo from the start. It ignites their first argument since the reunion, but the patching up opens her eyes to new things. Set during the first day of MoA, all the culture clash, misunderstandings and comfort fluff I personally missed in the book. Bonus dash of Hazel/Annabeth friendship. One-shot.

All These Versions by conniehdez

They were together. They were alive. They were happy (ignoring the angry horde of Romans). Isn’t that what they were in all her scenarios? Together, alive, happy? Annabeth’s wasted plans to say “I love you”. 

Everything by conniehdez

This is better. This – lying down on Percy’s bunk in Cabin 3 on a lazy summer afternoon, him hovering over her as though scared she might break, kissing to their heart’s content – is so much better. This is everything. Pre-TLH, Percabeth.

may the bridges i have burned light my way back home by @lesbabeths

Though no one can go back and make a brand new start,
anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.

par for the course by @lesbabeths

She kind of wishes she could look away, but there’s nowhere else to look, because there’s an the elderly lady in the aisle next to them looking for soap who keeps scoffing at them and shooting them scandalized looks, and she’s also fairly certain that if she spares a glance at Percy, she’ll spontaneously combust from mortification and all that will be left of her is a sizzling pile of ashes on the floor.

Sight of the Sun by @psychohannahlyze

All things considered, Annabeth figured she did an okay job as a young mother.

Annabeth Wins a Bet by @bananannabeth

Not for the first time in her life, Annabeth wondered if she was the butt of some cosmic joke. She’d barely gotten into her story (which was definitely going to win the bet, come on) when her cousin Magnus interrupted her with some nonsense about Norse gods. Because of course the Chase family wasn’t complicated enough as it was.

Impossible Year by @bananannabeth

Percy and Annabeth lean on each other to recover after Tartarus, but as the rest of their friends slowly settle back into a semblance of normalcy they realise that maybe they’re holding each other back from healing. Scared of being too codependent and hurting in ways she doesn’t want Percy to see, Annabeth makes the painful decision to take a break – a choice which impacts Percy, all of their friends and herself in ways she’d never imagined.

Annabeth Loses Sleep by @bananannabeth

Annabeth was exhausted. She was trying to do way too many things at once, and she barely had time to catch her breath. So when the opportunity to get to sleep while her watch still said PM rather than AM came up, she was so grateful she almost burst into tears. But of course her one night of rest with Percy had to be interrupted by her butt of a cousin.

It’s A Long Way Down by @romanitas

Five times Annabeth and Percy held hands.

Eighteen Years a Hero by @romanitas

It’s Annabeth’s birthday. Everyone celebrates.

Transplant by @romanitas

Percy tags along with Annabeth on a visit to San Francisco. After the war, after Tartarus, interacting with her family is mildly surprising and weirdly grounding.

Provisional Education by @romanitas

Annabeth doesn’t know how to drive. Percy does. It’s not often he’s the one giving lessons.

Flaws by @romanitas

Percy’s always been angry. Tartarus just made it harder to hold back.

Breaking and Entering by @romanitas

Sneaking in and out of Annabeth’s dorm is always an interesting and challenging experience, for all parties involved. Especially with nuns.

And It Scares You Being Alone by @romanitas

Rachel Elizabeth Dare storms into Percy’s life at just the right moment. For him, at least, as he clings to his mortal side, leaving Annabeth alone with her thoughts on the demigod side. And okay, maybe she’s avoiding him, too, but mostly she’s just tired of losing people. Set somewhere vague in that time period between Battle of the Labyrinth and the Last Olympian.

Academics by @romanitas

Learning how to kiss is it’s own kind of homework. Probably best done away from the company of parents.

Touchy-Feely (Maybe)

Anonymous asked: “Hey, I was wondering if you had any prompts where one character gets kind of anxious when it comes to physical touch but really wants to cuddle/hold hands/kiss/etc? Thank you so much :)”

1. Their hand dangled just inches away. Centimeters, really. It would be so, so easy… For anyone else.

2. It’s easier in the winter. They can edge closer, under the guise of seeking out body heat, and no one is the wiser. Unfortunately, Summer will be here all too soon.

3. They know about my past. They know I’m scared of touch, and they’re trying to respect that. I appreciate it, but with them, I just know it would be okay. 

4. Their lips hovered over mine, and I silently pleaded with them to close the gap. I know I never could.

5. A chill filled the room, and they instinctively put an arm around their partner, before hesitating. “I’m sorry. I know you don’t like this sort of thing.” The response that came was brittle, but sure. “It’s okay. Please don’t let go.”

6. They loved the feeling of being held; of lips brushing their forehead, and a hand clasping their own. The problem was, every time they opened their mouth, all they could think about was what happened before, and requests for touch died on their lips. 

7. “I love you. You don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

“Thank you. Honestly, thank you. But I… I want to… Can I hold your hand?” They couldn’t breathe, the words lingering in the air, mocking them. This was ridiculous. What were they thinking? 

“Of course you can.”

~This is my catnip, honestly. Well, one of my catnips. I hope these help!~

anonymous asked:

ROWANS HEART BREAKING WHEN HE SEES CELAENA AND NOT AELIN THIS IS TOO MUCH

NOOOOO listen i know like……can you imagine? Rowan having to react to Celaena? Celaena, who can’t stomach excessive contact or expression of love? Celaena, who stepped away from him and his attempt to comfort her when Arobynn was killed? Celaena, who wanted to die and was very much suicidal and depressed, who begged for trouble so she could feed on her own misery?

This is the Celaena that Rowan knows, that Rowan helped come out of the darkness. Celaena is Aelin’s defense mechanism. Aelin turned to Celaena’s anonymity, her ruthlessness and wicked, cunning nature, when she didn’t have the strength to face her parents’ deaths. Or Sam’s. Or Nehemia’s. Or Endovier. Celaena is the assassin who will win at all costs, prevail against all odds, and not feel anything but the killing calm and writhing anger beneath it. But…. Aelin is the Warrior. Aelin is the hope, the dream, of a better world. Aelin can’t cut corners like Celaena did. Not as a queen, at least. Aelin had to peer into the shadows and show them her flame to come out of her despair in Heir of Fire. She had to work and continues to have to work for Aelin to triumph in the face of everything going on, every single day. Being Aelin is a constant battle for her. One that she and those around her are helping develop.

So for Rowan to have to cross oceans and endure her absence for so long, only to find her having retreated into Celaena’s comforting shadow and darkness….it’s a step back. It’s Aelin’s crutch. and I would never blame her for needing that in the isolation, the torture, the loneliness, but I can only imagine how that could impact Rowan as well. Because Rowan won’t be able to slip into who he was when Lyria was murdered. If Aelin has shifted into Celaena, he can’t give up too. He has to hold the line. For the both of them. And for Rowan to tell Aelin how much he loves her, how much hope he has for her, and for Aelin to be in Celaena’s mentality….that’s heartbreaking. Celaena was never able to reciprocate those things—not to Sam, or Chaol, or Dorian. Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t. Not while being the Celaena-branded coward that doesn’t face the enormity of her responsibilities. So Rowan finding Celaena instead of Aelin in Maeve’s hold….that’s utterly devastating.

Anyway………I got carried away and now I’m crying. Oops. U asked for it. But yes yeah that’s how I feel about Aelin falling back on Celaena while being tortured by Cairn/Maeve in tog6. And yes, I will most definitely be writing fanfics on this. I literally can’t help myself.