Seriously, some of y'all maknae line stans are so annoying. This could be the chance for J-Hope, the best dancer of BTS (that was literally said by all of them) to go to Hit The Stage but no. The maknae line has already a lot of opportunities compared to the hyung line and you don’t even want to give the hyung line a chance to show what they can do.
3. Girl will turn up her game on date night (even if dates ends up being battles against ice zombies because it’s hard to date during wartime)
4. She looks dope AF riding a dragon
5. Is basically the most powerful woman in all of Westeros
6. And yet all Jon knows is fondness
7. She has awesome children who already love and accept him into the family
8. She tolerates (and is even turned on by) his ridiculously extra sex moves (good grief Jon Aegon Targaryen Snow, we get it, you’re a wolf)
9. She’ll always reach out a helping hand
10. Come save him in his time of need, risking her own life without thought
11. Trust that he will return to her, even when the odds are stacked against him
12. She smiles at his lame jokes
13. She’s the perfect height for him (literally one of only like 3 in Westeros)
14. She stands by him in the face of hisher their enemies
15. She believes in him
16. She challenges him
17. And yet yearns for his approval
18. Giving up her own ambitions to fight for him
19. She’s the first thing Jon has actively pursued that isn’t based on honour/duty, but rather his happiness. The first time he’s considered ALLOWING himself this feeling of content and peace.
20. and she’s literally the other half of his story in a decades long, well thought out and cleverly constructed epic which has a title that literally reflects the two of them and whose author has basically come out and confirmed that the whole point of the entire series is the two of them so no, their love isn’t “forced”, it has been in the making for 20+ years, it’s now cannon and the most beautifully tragic love story so GTFO antis.
I saw this
and now I can’t stop thinking about the Skywalkers as legends, myths,
Darth Vader the death god, this is perfect. He doesn’t
set out to create this persona, not really. He doesn’t really plan
anything that pertains himself anymore, anyway, but… he is the
most lethal person in the universe. He kills and tortures and
destroys, and he knows no mercy. His black cloak and mask is easily
recognizable among the white armor of the Stormtroopers, and they
feel safer when he’s around. He can’t be killed, they say, can’t be
touched by enemy fire. When you stay close enough to him, they can’t
reach you, either. He can protect you from cruel and incompetent
officers, he can punish them. You can feel his power in your bones,
can feel it make you stronger. As long as you follow his orders, you
are safe, but nobody can help you if you displease him. He is a god,
after all. He does not know mercy.
Padme Amidala is much more of a local myth, really.
Both the Rebellion and the Empire try to co-opt her for their own
ends, but… she just wasn’t that important to the bigger picture,
you know? She was a senator during the Clone Wars, and she gave some
nice speeches, but soldiers don’t really care about senators. She
was beautiful and clever, and she is remembered kindly, but the only
place where she is really a legend is Naboo. There, she is not a
senator, but the queen who freed them, the queen who made peace with
the Gungans, the queen who fought. Her picture hangs in almost every
house of Naboo, dressed in traditional robes, her make up and hair
perfect. She doesn’t look like a person, not really, more like an
idea. They say that one day, when the time is right, she will return
for them, and save Naboo again. She is theirs, after all,
their queen. The only one that matters, really.
Luke Skywalker, the boy who blew up the Death Star, a
soldier and a trickster and a boy. The first legends start after the
battle of Yavin, after he was one of three pilots who survived,
after he destroyed the machine of death. He was just a nobody, a
nineteen year old farmboy, and yet he was the only one who succeeded.
He can’t be human, can he? Not really. He must be some sort of
demigod, young and reckless but powerful, still. Stormtroopers fear
him, because this boy… their blasters bolts don’t hit him half as
often as they should. Sometimes they do, that’s how they know he’s
not like Vader, who is untouched by violence, but… they know they
are good shots. And yet, they can’t kill him. And the rebel soldiers
know that, too. Nobody tells him that, and his friends don’t really
believe the legends, because they know him to be an idealist and a
dork and the guy who was freezing like hell on Hoth because he’s
from the desert, but… the rebels who don’t know him? He’s their
myth. And then Bespin happens, and he survives a fight with the god
of death himself, actually survives, and how can you not think of
him as a demigod, as a spirit, maybe? And they are proud of him,
because he’s theirs. Stormtroopers though, they are
terrified, because they know better than to expect mercy from gods.
Leia Organa, the Last Princess of Alderaan. They don’t
call her queen until years later, don’t really remember that Winter
exists, either. She’s a symbol, more so than she is ever a person,
because Leia herself, Leia the person, she’s on the edge of
breaking, she’s full of hate and grief and despair, and that’s not
inspirational, is it? So she lets them believe it. But there are
legends about her, legends about her standing and seeing her planet
be destroyed, of her surviving, still and beautiful as a statue, but
alive, powerful. The Princess most of the rebels know
wears white, long, beautiful gowns, her hair in complicated braids.
She speaks loudly, with a clear, strong voice. She stands, despite
everything. She stands. And she survives. Soon, there are rumors.
She can’t be killed, they say. She was a prisoner aboard the death
star, she saw the destruction of her home planet, and yet, she
lives, yet, she fights. If she’s not dead yet, can the Empire even
touch her? Can she even bleed? Or is she made of ice? Or is it fire?
For Leia Organa is a myth of duality. The white princess made of
ice, and the passionate fighter with fire in her veins, a blaster
always at hand and the best at inspiring troops before a desperate
battle. Ice and Fire, that’s what Leia Organa is made of, not flesh
and blood. She’s the only one who sort of realizes the myth that’s
grown around her, and she uses it, sometimes. Not too much, because
she can’t control it, but sometimes.
“How do you even get into that?” Sam complains loudly, gesturing
at T’Challa’s Black Panther suit.
It comes out a tad too dramatic, maybe,
but it’s already bad enough that Pepper paired him up with Mr. Tall, Dark and
Deadly for the photo OPs, Sam shouldn’t also have to suffer through 2 hours of
that ridiculous and stupidly tight cat costume.
Not that normal, non-superhero clothes
would’ve been much better – T’Challa could probably make a pair of old sweatpants
and a floral print shirt look regal as fuck. His clothes seem to always hug his muscles
in all the right places, no matter what he’s wearing, so a suit or a jeans
& black Henley combo weren’t going to make Sam’s evening any easier.
The problem, really, is that Sam wishes he could be the one hugging T’Challa’s
The problem is the goddamn suit looks
like it’s been painted on, and Sam’s already starting to feel all hot and
bothered in his own uniform, and they haven’t even stepped out of the waiting
T’Challa shoots him a smirk, and that,
too, is deadly.
“You ask me nicely,” the man replies.
It’s a joke.
It’s very clearly a joke, and Sam’s too
fond of teasing people himself not to appreciate it, but fuck if it isn’t putting
images in his head, and god, that’s the last thing Sam needs right now.
He tries to cover the fact that he
almost just choked to death on his own spit with a derisive snort, but he’s
pretty sure it comes out too high-pitched to be convincing, and his sweaty
palms aren’t helping.
got your tongue?” T’Challa asks when Sam fails to come up with a witty response.
And god, Sam wishes. It’s getting really
fucking hot in here.
enjoying poking fun at him immensely, if the way the corners of his eyes are
crinkling is anything to go by. If he wasn’t so drop-dead gorgeous, Sam would
always such a smartass or is it just ‘cause it’s my birthday?” he grunts.
blinks, and then raises an interested eyebrow. “It’s your birthday?” he asks. Sam
just shrugs. “And you’re here doing this?”
offered to change the date, but whatever man, it’s just a few hours,” Sam says.
doesn’t reply right away, just stares at him like the cat that ate the goddamn canary,
killer smile still on his lips and doing all kinds of things to Sam’s
stomach. “I didn’t know it was your birthday,” he tells him a moment later. “I
would’ve gotten you something.”
Wakanda,” T’Challa cuts him off, taking a few steps in his direction, “we have
this way of wishing people a happy birthday.”
Sam asks. But before he can stop to think about how close T’Challa is all of a
sudden, or about how it’s getting a bit harder to breathe, there’s an arm wrapping
around his waist and a big, strong hand at his throat, tipping his chip up.
kisses him unhurriedly, but firm and hot and claiming, swallowing Sam’s gasp right up and then licking into his
mouth just right while his hands keep him securely in place. Which is good,
because god, without them Sam would probably just slide down to the floor.
pulls back Sam can’t help but try to chase his lips, and even whimpers a little
at the loss of him. Later, he might worry about how pathetically desperate he probably
seems, but right now he can only think of how pleasantly dizzy he feels, and maybe
lament the fact that he didn’t use this chance to let his hands roam over T’Challa’s
Dude, I think I want to move to Wakanda,” Sam manages to let out.
laughs softly. “Happy birthday, Samuel,” he says, thumb still stroking Sam’s
Sam tells him, because hey, it is his
birthday after all. He might as well. “If I were
to ask you nicely… would you be okay with that?”
says, smiling. “This was just a happy birthday wish. Wait until you get
to unwrap it,” Sam jokes, and then forgets how to breathe, because T’Challa is
kissing him again.
Analysis of Hak’s character and his relationship with Yona or something
I feel almost alone when saying this, but I find Hak a kinda fascinating character with the way he was written. I have no idea if Kusanagi did it on purpose, but he was written almost to resemble a deconstruction of your average wish-fullfilling love interest character. Before his character development, he started off embodying a lot of common love interest tropes; overprotective, seemingly untouchable by emotional trauma (and therefore, someone who will always serve as walking emotional support, meanwhile needing nothing of the same in return), prone to physical advances… but as the series went on, those traits became something of flaws and/or were revealed to have deeper influencersthan originally thought.
Can you guys do any scenarios or hc or somethin where Saeran gets a happy ending in Vs route? I havent personally started but ive heard that poor Saeran doesnt reslly get a great ending either way :c
***THIS ASK IS EXTREMELY SPOILERY FOR V’S ROUTE DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE SPOILED***
Yoooo this ask spoke TO MY SOUL. I was in literal tears several times during V’s route because I literally just wanted Saeran to be happy. Like he fucking deserves it but he gets fucked over in almost every single route I’ve ever seen. If we don’t get a Saeran route where we can get him treatment and he becomes stable I’m suing Cheritz.
So here’s my idea of a Saeran route:
MC realizes that Saeran is being used by Rika and decides:
Hey. I’m going to take this boy with me!!!!
Instead of leaving him behind, MC takes Saeran with them
They speak to Saeran in a soft voice, telling him that he needs treatment
And that they’ll visit him every single day while he’s there
The entire RFA supports this idea, realizing that Saeran did shitty things under the influence of literal drugs that Rika gave him and severe mental illness
(Mental illness does not excuse bad behavior, but combined with drugs and a manipulative person, it can be understood a little bit more)
V comes clean about everything regarding Saeran to Seven
Things are very chilly between Seven and V for a while, but V understands why
With support from MC, who is one of the only people Saeran trusts, he goes to treatment
It is very scary at first for him, especially when the drugs start to wear off and he’s going through withdrawls
But after the drugs leave his system and they begin to wean him off them, he begins an intensive treatment combined with therapy and medication
As MC promised, they are ALWAYS there for him, visiting as often as they and sneaking him in ice cream
Bringing him flowers for his hospital room
Introducing him to video games on an old Nintendo DS (courtesy of Yoosung)
Eventually, Saeran asks if Seven can come visit
MC brings Seven along with them one day and it’s very awkward and hesitant at first
But Seven gives Saeran a calendar with kittens on it, saying that he doesn’t want Saeran to lose track of the days and oddly enough, it’s comforting for Saeran
He even writes down the days MC and Seven will visit, getting excited as the days come closer
After trial and error, his medication starts working, and he becomes more stable in his mental health
He apologizes to all of the RFA and actually breaks down crying (MC holds him close during this, letting him cry onto their shoulder while Seven grips Saeran’s shoulder, tears in his own eyes)
The entire time Saeran is in treatment, MC is a rock for him
Someone to rely on; someone that he knows won’t leave him
They assure him time and time again that they aren’t going to leave, that they’ll be there for him, and they will never use or abuse him
And Saeran…believes them
After months of treatment, Saeran is cleared to leave, but it’s so daunting
He doesn’t know how he can go into society when before, he was part of a fucked up cult
He doesn’t know what to do, and the panic almost overwhelms him
But then MC is there, giving him a smile and he realizes that he can do it
He went through treatment and he’s getting better every day
He can do it. He can do anything if MC is with him.
Two years later, Saeran is happy and recovering. There are bad days, as there always are in recovery, but they are much fewer than they used to be. For the most part, he is stable and happy and he is surrounded by his friends and family.
OK FOR REAL HERE NOBODY’S TALKING ABOUT THAT LAST MOMENT WITH RAVEN
LIKE SHE’S SITTING ON THE STEPS COMPLETELY ALONE PROBABLY THINKING EVERYONE LEFT HER BEHIND TO SAVE THEMSELVES IN THE BUNKER WHILE SHE’S STUCK BY HERSELF
EVEN AFTER SHE CHOSE TO LIVE SHE’S STILL STUCK WITH NO ESCAPE, NO FRIENDS TO SUPPORT HER
AND THEN SHE HEARS THE DOOR OPEN
AND ONE BY ONE
EACH PERSON LINES UP
HOW MANY ARE THERE? SEVEN?
THIS WAS A MISSION ACCOMPLISHABLE FOR ONE TO TWO PEOPLE
JUST A FEW HOURS AGO SHE WAS READY TO DIE. BUT SEEING ALL THOSE PEOPLE THAT LOVE HER… LOVE HER ENOUGH TO LEAVE THE SAFETY OF THE BUNKER THAT GUARANTEED THEIR SURVIVAL AND CROSS DANGEROUS TERRITORY… JUST TO SAVE HER….
AND BLESS HER HEART SHE’S SO SHOCKED THAT ANYONE ACTUALLY LISTENED TO HER CALL FOR HELP
“what are you doing here?”
“we won’t leave you behind”
AND THAT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WAS THE MOMENT MY HEART PHYSICALLY SWELLED WITH TEARS
CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT THO? ONE SECOND YOU’RE COMPLETELY ISOLATED AND THE NEXT EVERYONE WHO LOVES YOU COMES TO RESCUE YOU?
DO YOU EVER JUST? CRY? BECAUSE RAVEN REYES IS FINALLY FEELING THE LOVE SHE DESERVES?/????//
This screenshot. Right here. Is the end of me. Because if you take it out of context they look happy. Relieved. In love. Like they got the job done, they’re banged up pretty bad, but everything is gonna be okay. They’re gonna go home now, recover, be awesome spies together, fall in love, have a family, and LIVE.
Eh... Imma request Summer again, in F2, if I may? (I've just been staring at it for ages now and I just haven't been able to decide who'd pull it off better, Morty or Summer, but I just went with her cause damn, the sweet daughter is under appreciated ;~;)
Dedicating my life to loving and appreciating Summer Smith ;;;