Am I the only one that doesn’t care at all that Mon El said that he loved Kara before Sanvers have said it? Like the relationship between Kara and Mon El is messy and lacks development, so I’m not surprised that he said that he loved her so quickly. In all honesty he may not even truly love her, she’s just the first person he’s truly been attached to and not a hook up, which he was doing on Daxam.
BUT Sanvers has been developed and I’m just waiting for that special moment that they actually say it. Not some type of “I’m saying this cause I don’t want to lose you bullshit,” but they say it cause it’s true. Cause they truly can’t live without one another and love each other, ride or die. When they do say it, it will be impactful and not easily forgotten like Mon El’s confession.
My love for you isn’t lip gloss. It isn’t pigtails or short skirts. It isn’t biting my lips, sucking on a lollipop in class, twirling my hair around my finger or stopping by your office to say hi. It’s not bending over in front of you, crossing then uncrossing my legs while I’m sitting across from you to show you sneak peeks of my panties, or “accidentally” touching certain parts of you when you walk past my desk.
My love for you isn’t trying to turn you on or tap into your sexual fantasies. It’s not assuming you’re like most of the older men that have been staring at me in supermarkets since I was a child, trying to make myself seem like I’m naughty but very young but also all grown up in all the right ways.
My love for you is deep. It’s silent. It’s distant. It’s watching you from afar. It’s taking an extra moment to look at you when you write on the board because I like your shoulders. It’s looking away when we lock eyes for too long but then looking right back because I want you to know I’m still interested and engaged but don’t want you to know how much those few seconds mean to me. It’s me smiling for weeks about the “excellent job!” you wrote on my exam or the quick “good!” you give me after I answer something correctly in class but never staying after to ask you a question because alone time with you is nerve wracking. It’s me doubting every answer in class up until the very moment I say it because I don’t want to look stupid in front of you. It’s painful and blissful and confusing and embarrassing and beautiful all at once. It’s wanting to sit on the couch, curled up with green tea and a blanket over winter break watching you grade papers, admiring the slope of your nose, how nice your new glasses are, and feeling my heart get lighter when you talk about what you’re passionate about. It’s respecting you as a teacher (and a human being) and myself at the same time.
My love for you is so much more than you or the rest of the world will ever realize.
You know what, Booth and Brennan will always be my #1 otp because they gave me so much as a couple. I mean, I’m not talking about sex or smut because that’s fanfiction material (like you go girl, want to see your fave ship bang on a piano? go and read that !!!! that’s what that website is for) but everything else. The ‘platonic’ aspect of their relationship has always been the best part of their dynamic to me, but they were still able to overcome that phase and be a family. This being said, that original dynamic has never been compromized, not to me at least, because when it comes to the important stuff, Booth and Brennan are still partners first, they are still the people they would give up their life for, they would fight for each other. While the majority of other ships kinda change once they get together. Booth and Brennan never completely changed, so much that people complain because they’d rather have them being romantic the 100% of the time. I don’t. Also, it’s the little things that matter to me, like it might sound stupid, but I find it extremely adorable and precious that Brennan knows Booth by knowing his injuries. Every time something happens, she’s able to compare factures and other stuff to Booth’s. And that’s so IC, that’s something I really want to see because it’s them. And it’s been this way since she first found out about his past in 1x15 and it never changed. She imagined him on that autopsy table in 11x01 by looking at the bones, just like it happened on 12x04 with Aldo and in other many occasions. Brennan saying like I know that because of your brain tumor. She knows his brain scans. YAAAS. Give me this stuff. Give me Booth and Brennan that can’t sleep without each other at night when one of them is struggling with something, give me them talking about taking someone’s life and carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. Give me them hurting each other to save each other. They would never cheat on each other or hurt each other because they want to. They only do it because it’s the only way. Yaas. Screw sex, just give me this stuff.
Imagine Grantaire finding Enjolras sitting behind his laptop looking incredibly concentrated and frowning, pressing the space bar multiple times, so R gives him space, because obviously he’s doing something very important. Only, after ten minutes he’s still like that, pressing the space bar, so Grantaire comes to see what he’s doing
trans people who are attracted to the same gender belong in the gay community, their attraction to the same gender does not make them straight and the implication that they are any less of a man/woman is transphobic
Hey, do u mind tagging your type and talking about at what point does a ‘discussion’ cross the line and become an argument? Like, what does the other person have to do in order for you to start feeling defensive?
For me, I could be very strongly disagreeing with someone, but I tend to not see it as an argument until they start laughing at me
I don’t care about straight stories. I don’t have time for your straight ships. I just don’t. I’m surrounded by them and bored by them and I want to see stories about me and my community. I don’t have time for one more. I don’t care.
I don’t care about stories where straight people fall in love. I barely care about stories where straight people do anything else. I. Do. Not. Care. And I’m not going to waste anymore time or energy on straight people’s stories.
I guess the thing that has me the most upset about this riffraff with Crosby and pride tape is that some of y’all were so quick to be disappointed. As if his past record on LGBTQ+ matters wasn’t relevant, as if participating in this one thing was the only way to truly show that he was supportive of the community. Listen up people, a player using pride tape doesn’t mean they’re a great ally, and a player not using the tape doesn’t mean they’re a homophobe. Look at what they’ve done in the past and weigh that far more heavily than whether or not they participated in this minor (and frankly hollow) gesture.
“Oh? Um…okay then. She’d look like me, I guess? Whether she’d be grey or coloured, I don’t know. It really depends on how much the “incident” impacted her. (although she wasn’t the one singing so she doesn’t have the guilt–!)
Her attitude, well, she might be as sarcastic as me, worse, or she could be totally naive like Poppy. Or both. If she was like Poppy, then thank god I don’t have a sister.
I hope she’s got a talent for staying out of trouble or I swear–
And as for her name, I don’t care. I have no creativity guys. Who do you think I am– Poppy?”