i just admire her very much

I cannot believe how perfect Chris was, from the moment we thought of him to the moment he played every second in this movie. Chris is one of the most talented actors I’ve ever worked with in my life. But also, he’s a real man, very comfortable with his masculinity, so much so that he’s not sexist at all. He completely takes other people on their own face value and is willing to leave space for them, and as a result he was a perfect boyfriend for Wonder Woman because it’s someone who could actually look at her and admire her and appreciate her and it didn’t take anything away from him. And then he just made us all laugh all the time.
—  Patty Jenkins, Wonder Woman Director (source)

(Zimbits, AU, 3.7K, click “read more” for the whole fic.)


Thanks. You can put it on the counter in the kitchen.”

That had been Jack’s first mistake.

It wasn’t so much the words he said, but rather the fact that he’d said them in French.

However, to Jack’s credit, he had been in the middle of revising a chapter when he’d heard the knock on his door, and the fact that he hadn’t had any caffeine yet due to the broken coffee maker had thrown off his entire morning.

He had been expecting Georgia, the lady he rented the cabin from, to be standing on his door step. However, instead of the landlord, he got a blond guy with wide, brown eyes staring back at him.

There was a sort of gurgle of surprise and a nervous giggle from the other guy for a moment before he blurted, “Hi, I’m your new housekeeper!”

Jack raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything in his confusion. Francine, Georgia’s wife, usually stopped by once every couple of days to tidy up the place, but neither of the two ladies had mentioned anything about a new hire.

Jack must have been lost in thought for a moment too long because the other guy took this as a sign that Jack didn’t speak English. “Uh, you know, cleaning?” He mimed a sweeping action and then pointed at Jack. “Ummm, je… travaille pour Georgia?” he said in a truly horrendous accent.

Jack gave an impatient nod of his head.

Je m’appelle Eric or you can call me Bitty. Actually, je m’appelle Bitty,” he said proudly with his hand out.

There was something about the other guy’s candidness that made Jack pause, or maybe he had been trapped in a cabin for too long, but he reached out and took the handshake.

It’s nice to meet you,” Jack replied in French.

And that had been his second mistake.

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Betty is too good for this world like honestly. She saw that Jughead was defeated and had given up on his father, but she still fought for FP because she knew that deep down jughead wanted to believe that his father was innocent but just couldn’t find the hope or strength to do so. She did everything in her power to prove his fathers innocence regardless of being unsure where they stood in their relationship. Because she knows that first and foremost her and Jug are friends and friends don’t give up on each other just because of some romantic issues. She fought till they very end and she (and Juggie) was rewarded in knowing that FP didn’t kill Jason. This episode Betty gave Jughead his space as she knows he values it when clearly all she wanted was to hold him and protect him. She let him come to her. She was there as his friend this episode and not his girlfriend because that was what Jughead needed and I admire that so much.

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Nothing had changed, nothing was different, and neither of the two had mentioned the passionate kiss in Betty’s bedroom, that warm fall morning.

And Betty was pissed.

Did it mean nothing? Was he just trying to calm her down? Did he regret it? Well I mean it was obvious that he did, the way he avoided her at all costs only seeing her in group settings.

Maybe that kiss didn’t mean anything to him, but to her? It was everything.

He had calmed her down with just the touch of his fingers on her shoulders, when he pressed his lips to hers she felt clarity, all of the stress and blur of her parents corrupting her mind was cleared and she could see everything for what it was.

“To be continued.” She had whispered in the floral print bedroom.

Yeah right.

She wasn’t going to confront him about her feelings she had done that once already with Archie and it had blown up in her face. Never again.

So that’s what brought her here, sitting bundled up in her windbreaker shooting glares at the beanie wearing boy across from her, said boy doing anything to avoid her eyes.

“Well would you look at this? Who is this Motley Crue? Care to introduce me cousin?”

Everyone turned at the voice directed their way and nearly everyone gasped at the Jughead look alike standing cockily with his arms crossed adressing Jughead.

“Souphead.” Jughead grumbled, sighing he got up to embrace his apparent cousin.
There was obvious tension there, but the love was also prominent.

“Souphead?” Veronica laughed out loud “your name is souphead?”

The handsome teen, nodded lazily his long blonde hair shaking in the chill of the wind. He was really something to look at, same piercing blue eyes as Jughead, same facial structure and same lazy posture, the only difference was his long blonde locks, fairly similar to her own.

“It’s a nickname. Juggie Gave it to me when we were kids. It stuck, I guess.” Suddenly the boys eyes had caught on to hers and he was smirking
“And who is this ravishing creature? Aren’t you gonna introduce me cousin?” The blonde boy took her hand and kissed it. Betty blushed bright red and jughead practically ripped his cousin from her hand,

“That’s Betty and she’s not interested.” He growled causing souphead to quirk an eyebrow, oh this would be fun.
Affronted Betty glared at the boy in front of her
“I’ll decide who I am and am not interested in, thank you very much. It’s nice to meet you …soup head.” She smiled her brightest smile, purposely turning away from Jughead.

“Please beautiful, call me Dylan. It’s my real name after all.”

She giggled softly, flipping her blonde ponytail.
“Okay..Dylan.”

Jughead thought he might throw up, he was gonna rip every inch of his annoyingly persistent cousins hair out of his head. And Betty, what was she doing? Souphead was not her type, he knew Betty, she needed someone smart, someone who could keep up with her, someone who would be interested in her and her only. That was not souphead, he was worse than Archie.

He watched as the rest of the gang introduced themselves, Cheryl practically eating him alive with her eyes.

“So Dylan..” Cheryl started

“Call me souphead, Dylan is reserved for particular special people,” his eyes wandered over to Betty again, shooting her a wink.

Cheryl seemed physically shocked, no one chose Betty over her. A fact Jughead could never wrap his fingers around.

Dylan continued “speaking of special people, I heard from a few people that Betty cooper was the go to guide when it came to touring the school? Care to share, my beautiful blonde twin.”

Betty blushed again, glancing over to Jughead. He was pleading with his eyes. Don’t go with him, stay here. He’s nothing but trouble. It almost seemed as if she was going to say no, the way her eyes softened. But then

“Hey, if you’ve got a boyfriend you can say no, I totally get it.”

Shit.

The soft look in Betty’s eyes glazed Over and they hardened again.

“No. no boys are interested in me, come on Dylan, let’s get to it.” She said determined, grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the courtyard.

Kevin snorted from his left as Jughead stared with wide eyes and slack jaw.

“You messed up my friend.”

Archie slapped a hand to his shoulder, nodding sympathetically.

“Tough break pal.”

Shaking his friends hand off he hopped out of his seat. No way. He was not about to let Dylan souphead jones, steal his girl.

Up ahead Betty was walking next to Dylan laughing at a dumb joke he had made about Cheryl, when he abruptly stopped.

“You like my cousin?”

Betty reeled back

“I uhh.. I umm.”

He laughed

“It’s okay, I see the way he looks at you. He likes you back, as much as I love messing with him, he’s been through a lot. I don’t want him getting hurt. Just so you know. I know karate.”

Betty giggled before sighing
“I appreciate your concern for your cousin, nut you don’t have to worry. He’s not interested in Me. He’s a good friend is all, I’m content to admire him from a far.”

Dylan smirked looking at something behind her head. “Not interested hmm?”

Suddenly the sharp baritone of her very favorite boys voice rang out from behind her.

“Hey!” It called.

Whipping around to see Jughead walking dangerously fast towards the pair, tripping on his always untied laces, her eyes widened.

“ what the he..?”

“Get away from her souphead, maybe your tricks work where you’re from but they aren’t gonna work on Betty, you’re not her type. She knows better that to let a player like you get in her head.” He was fuming and that just spurred Souphead on.

Betty opened her mouth to argue but the cousin beat her to it.

“What’s it to you Jughead? What she does doesn’t concern you? She’s a big girl she can make her own decisions.” Her smirked, throwing an arm over her shoulder

Jughead was practically shaking as he tugged on Betty’s hand pulling her out of his cousins hold.

“I care about her! What she does, does concern me. It’s Called consideration, loyalty. Both of which you apparently have none of.

Souphead gripped her other wrist tugging her back to him.

“dude she doesn’t have a boyfriend, I’m not being disloyal to anyone.” He smiled at Betty as she looked around nervously

“IM BETTY COOPERS BOYFRIEND OKAY?!” Jughead shouted loud enough l turn the heads of everyone in the hallway.

Instantly he shrunk low, wincing at the embarrassment.

“You are?” Betty whispered softly, shaking her hand from Dylan’s and moving to stand in front of him.

Jughead lifted his eyes to Betty’s and shrugged, smiling weakly
“Not quite the best way to ask huh?”

Betty just lifted her shoulders and smiled. Jughead sighed, placing his hands in either side of her face, getting lost in her sea green eyes

“I’m no good at this.. thing we have. But I know that I wanna be with you. I tried to push it aside because I didn’t want to get you involved in my ridiculous, drama filled life, but I can’t see you with someone else. It sucks. And I hate the way that it made me feel, so I guess I’m asking you.. do you wanna be my girlfriend? I totally get it it you..”

Betty cut off his rambling with a kiss to his lips
He melted into her, resting his hands on her waist and squeezing her into his body.
She pulled away smiling
“You’re an idiot Jughead jones.”

He laughed “I’m your idiot.”

She giggled

“You’re my idiot.”

Souphead clapped from behind them

“Well my work here is done. What do you say about introducing me to that pretty black haired girl in the pearls? Veronica, I think her name was? I love the classy ones.”

Betty laughed resting her cheek on his chest as Jughead rolled his eyes.

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because the winter finale of S6, au in which princess!Emma has a pirate sneaking into her bedroom at night and all the guards secretly know but they tell no one of the royal family about it

Y’know I should probably finish this one before it all gets Jossed to hell this Sunday…

Quite on accident, Emma found herself half in love with a pirate, of all people.

She’d accepted her young widowhood quite graciously, focusing all of her energies on raising her son – and a fine young man Henry was turning out to be. She’d thought nothing else would honor her late husband’s memory than to ensure that their son, the future crown prince, would bring nothing but honor to their family.

But Henry was growing up, as all young boys do, and as he went squiring about and having his own adventures, he needed his mother less. Emma found herself drifting from one activity to the next, bestowing her princess’ favor upon charities and the good people of her kingdom, but something felt… off.

Missing.

Until the night a man vaulted over the railing of her balcony, mistaking her rooms for some treasure vault.

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DIDN’T EVEN WATCH THE FINALE. HORRIBLY UNEDITED. HERE YOU GO.

He does meet her in person one day.

It’s been decades, not that their faces show it. But there’s contentment in her eyes, a sense of purpose, the light that he admired for the first time all those years ago still there, still shining. Once he’d thought that it would dull with time, sharpen into something vicious if she truly embraced her inner monster.

Klaus finds he’s actually quite pleased to be proven wrong.

Not that she is still the same girl though, the girl who would let others take and take and take from her until she had no more tears to give them. No, this Caroline standing on his doorstep has a spine of steel and will not bend for anyone so unworthy.

“Are you going to stare at me or invite me in?”

Klaus smirks (the same arrogant smirk), she smiles (that same radiant smile), and he steps back to allow her through. The compound is quiet that night, his family left to their own pursuits, some very far away indeed. He’s absurdly grateful for that at the moment.

“What brings you to New Orleans, love?” he asks casually, too casually for the way his mind races with possibilities. But he’s never been one to lose his upper hand, though she might be the rare exception.

“I received the cheque you sent last month.”

“I’ve donated generously to your school for years Caroline, I don’t recall this being the standard thank-you protocol.” Anyone else and it might be a rebuke but there’s a twinkle in his eye and he’s all mirth. He’d never sent the money as a bribe to bring her here, even if he had allowed himself to hope that this might one day happen.

Looks like one day had arrived.

Caroline matches his casualness, admiring the art on the walls, looking over the decorating with a critical eye, though she’s unable to fully hide her admiration. “You’re our biggest benefactor. Thought it was time to say thank you in person.”

Klaus raises an eyebrow and strolls closer, clasping his hands behind his back because it’s all he can do not to reach for her waist and pull her close, see if the taste of her matches his memory. Instead he stops a hair’s breadth away from her back, letting his breath wash over the shell of her ear. “If I remember correctly sweetheart, I was the one who promised to thank you.

Caroline turns, and for the first time one of them breaks. Her breath stutters from how close he is and in a moment she’s seventeen again and they’re standing on a field before he says goodbye.

But that was then and this is now, and Caroline does not intend to say goodbye to him tonight.

There’s no point in playing with pretense, they’ve had decades of coy flirtations through handwritten notes, the barest of communications still managing to covey a wealth of possibilities for a future that would only come if one of them took the first step. Klaus had promised her that she would be the one on his doorstep and it’s nearly been a century since that dance…Caroline finds she’s actually quite willing to compromise her pride, just a little, if it means they can finally see if long-ago promises are capable of becoming something real.

“I had to come here,” Caroline explains, and she lets the neutral façade slip and forces herself to look him in the eye with the bravery he’s always admired in her. “You kept your promise to never come back.”

“I regretted making that promise several times.”

“But I’m glad you did. Things happened…maybe they had to happen the way they did.”

Klaus very much disagrees, but she’s here now and that’s what matters in the end. But now they were inches apart and the possibility of a beautiful future is right there in front of them – only neither knows what to do with it.

“What now?”

Caroline smiles and raises herself just a bit, enough to brush her lips against his. She does taste the same, and then some, sweeter and richer and nothing his memory could possibly do justice. She doesn’t press further though, and it’s not a kiss, not really. It’s a promise. A possibility.

“Champagne,” she whispers against him, so softly he barely catches it. “It’s our thing.”

Klaus pulls away, staring into those eyes he’s painted a hundred times over. “And then?”

“And then…Rome. I need a vacation.”

“Paris?”

“My French is perfect.”

“Tokyo?”

She laughs, and Klaus swears this is the heaven he never thought a bastard would find.

“Pour that drink first. We’ve got time.”

Coming Out stories...

I’ve always felt like Victor was probably pansexual. I can just envision him dating anyone he’s attracted to without gender being something he really thought about. As for his coming out story, I don’t think there was ever any big reveal or announcement. It was more like something that just developed. I can see his seven year-old self getting all blushy and giggly as he excitedly recounts how he got to play with both Lena and Ivan at school that day and how Lena’s hair is so pretty and how he feels nervous around Ivan even though Ivan is such a nice kid. Victor’s always felt comfortable enough to be open about his feelings, so everyone just sort of knows. However, that doesn’t mean there wasn’t any sort of “initiation”. On his 18th birthday, his big sister took him to his first gay club and even though he had friends who were also LGBT before then, that night was what he considered to be his “initiation” into the club. lol

Yuuri, I think, is bisexual and maybe a gray ace? And I think that his coming out story hasn’t exactly ended. I can’t see him as having had many crushes, but he did have a few in his childhood. He had a crush on Yuuko growing up, but he didn’t have any sexual feelings toward her, just this intense admiration. Then Yuuko introduced him to Victor (and the Victor fandom lol) and for some reason, it just never occurred to Yuuri at the time that a boy could like another boy (I mean, YOI seems to take place in this wonderful world where homophobia doesn’t exist, but I don’t think that younger Yuuri had too much exposure to LGBT people anyway just because most people around him just happen to be straight), so he thought at first that his infatuation was just fanboy admiration. But it was very obvious to everyone else that Yuuri had a huge crush on the guy. Not only that, but as Victor himself grew older, his social media had began to sometimes dip into some…. risque territory that stirred up all kinds of feelings in Yuuri that he’d never really felt for anyone before. I think Yuuri remained questioning for a number of years. He did some very brief experimentation in college that didn’t really go anywhere. Even after meeting Victor and cultivating a friendship with him, he wasn’t entirely sure about himself or his feelings. I think that near the end of YOI he begins to realize that not only is he falling in love with another man, but that he’s finally finding some answers about himself. There are still more questions, but now that Victor is by his side, the unknown doesn’t seem so scary and instead, it’s like a new adventure. After he started living in St. Petersburg, Yuuri realizes that he’s excited now to find out more about himself.

Sometimes the 3-year-old I watch will get very upset and say loudly, “I AM NOT OKAY!”
And I really admire that about her. I think a lot of us are taught somewhere along the line that that’s not something we can just say to people. We can’t just come out and say, “I’M NOT OKAY” because it’s alarming.
How many of us would have gotten the help we need so much earlier if we could have found our voice and told someone we were not okay?

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t/w: smut, some cursing

a/n: last part! thank you guys for reading this!

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five.

Thomas took you out to get your nails done and anything else you wanted in preparation for the party. He offered for you to get your hair and makeup done, but you insisted, it was okay. You’d be fine doing it on your own. 

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I Meant It

A Shawn Mendes imagine

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Y/N, come on, open the door. Please just let me explain. I know you saw the video and I know how freaked out you probably are.“

Shawn was pleading on the other side of the door, knocking every once in a while. I sunk down to the floor against the door, pressing the restart button on the YouTube clip, running my hands through my hair.

"Alright, Shawn. Hard hitting question we’ve got lined up for you.” The interviewer spoke, crossing his legs and looking up from his card at Shawn. Shawn made a goofily nervous face to hide his real nerves, cheeks blossoming in red as he ran a hand through his hair. “You and Y/N Y/L/N grew up together, is that right?” The interviewer started. Shawn swallowed and nodded.

“Yeah, she was my neighbour. We’ve known each other since we were four. Is that your hard hitting question?” He joked, laughing nervously. The interviewer laughed and shook his head.

“It gets worse. You and Y/N are very active on social media, and are always seen together on each other’s accounts and out in Toronto. We’re wondering if there’s anything about your relationship that you haven’t told the public? Or if anything’s happened in the past with you guys? I’ve noticed both of you are supposedly single, and there’s a lot of hand holding in these pictures.” He continued. Shawn looked visibly uncomfortable as he thought out his response.

“Y/N has always been someone I’ve admired and felt completely comfortable around no matter what. We’ve helped each other through so much and grown up together, right? That kind of history makes you close to someone. I’m very fortunate to have her in my life.” He replied. The interviewer raised an eyebrow.

“And are you just friends, or is there something more?” He asked, although Shawn was evidently avoiding the question.

“We’re not dating, if that’s what you’re asking. We’ve never dated in the past, either. I mean, my relationship with her has always been complicated in some way because people don’t think guys and girls can be friends. We’ve both had significant others that have broken up with us because they thought we were together. It must be the way I look at her or something, but yeah, I understand the confusion.” He replied. The interviewer jumped at him.

“The way you look at her? Care to elaborate on that?” He asked. It was obvious that Shawn hadn’t realized that he said that, and the blush he had grew to the tips of his ears.

“Well, y'know, I do love her. And not just as my best friend. I think that kind of honesty can always be seen in the way someone looks at someone else.” He shrugged.

I turned off the video and stood up, pacing up and down my front hall for a moment before stopping at the door and opening it quickly. Shawn stood at the other side, his sullen expression turning into immediate worry as he opened his mouth to explain, but I cut him off. “We need to talk about this for a sec. Jesus. Come in.” I said, shaking my head in disbelief and leading him to my room.

Shawn took a seat on the edge of my bed and watched as I paced in front of him, muttering under my breath. “Shawn, people are freaking out! I’m freaking out!” I cried, stopping in front of him. Shawn ran his hand through his hair and shook his head. “I had to turn my phone off because it was glitching from all the notifications. Everyone is flipping shit. Have you talked with your publicist yet? That fucking interviewer just kept pushing and pushing until you said what he wanted to hear. How the hell do you explain that to everyone on planet earth and have them understand?” I continued. Shawn grabbed my wrist to stop my pacing, and I turned to him.

“Wait- that’s what you think happened? You think I just said that to get him off my back?” He clarified. I stared at him, my mind going a million miles per hour.

“Is that not what happened?” I asked. Shawn let out a small laugh, running his hand over his face.

“Why do you have such a hard time accepting that people actually genuinely like you?” He laughed, “I confess my feelings for you accidentally on live television, and you automatically think it was fake.” I blinked, stared at the top corner of my room, then looked back at him.

“It wasn’t fake?” I said dumbly. Shawn let out a breathy laugh and leaned his forehead against my stomach before straightening out again.

“No, Y/N, Jesus. I meant it. I love you as more than a best friend, Y/N. I look at you differently because I love you. I actually honest to god really love you. I just didn’t mean to say that for the first time aloud in an interview, I didn’t mean for you to find out that way. I wanted to say it in person. I love you.” Shawn said earnestly. I took a deep, shaky breath, not looking at him.

“Oh.” I breathed. Shawn laughed again. “You love me. What the fuck, Shawn? You love me?” I said in disbelief. “Me?”

“Yes, Y/N, I thought we established this. I love you.” Shawn laughed, his callused thumb rubbing my hand as he held it.

“What the fuck.” I breathed, still in shock. “I’ve literally had a crush on you since second grade. But all this time you’ve been this weird, unattainable fantasy for me. You’re way out of my league. How could you possibly love me when you could have anyone on the planet?” I asked. Shawn’s eyes were bright as he smiled up at me.

“You’re out of my league, Y/N. Are you serious? You’re my best friend. You’re this witty, hilarious, passionate, beautiful girl. It would be impossible not to love you. No other girl can make me laugh like you do, or support me like you do, or know me like you do. And I don’t even want to bother trying with them, because I want you. Every single day of my life, Y/N.” he said, standing to his full height and looming over me, his hand finding the side of my face. I was awestruck. He really loved me.

“But, Shawn, we’re best friends. If we start dating, we either get married or break up. Those are the only two options. And if we break up, then what? Our families are friends, we live next door to each other. That could ruin it all.” I worried. Shawn tilted my head so I could look at him, and licked his lips. I was distracted by them for a moment.

“Y/N, I’m not going to propose to you right now. Not yet. And I know the thought of it all scares the shit out of you, because it scares the shit out of me too, but I love you. Through and through. And I don’t think I can ever stop that. You might stop feeling the same, but I don’t think I could ever stop loving you, Y/N. Even if we break up, I’ll still love you, and I wouldn’t let any of that get in the way of our families or anything like that, because I’d still be dying to see you everyday. I love you. Do you understand?” Shawn was near tears by now, and so was I. I searched his eyes and found the special way he looked at me. I found the honesty.

“I love you too, Shawn. Ok.” I said finally. Shawn barely gave himself time to smile before swooping down and pressing his lips to mine. Every inch of me tingled and my mind went hazy as we kissed, my hands on his neck and his wrapped tightly around my waist. I fit perfectly into his mold, flush against him. I didn’t ever want to not be kissing him. When we pulled away, we were breathless and giddy.

“I love you.” He breathed.

“Forever.”

anonymous asked:

Top 5 most attractive anime characters? (one for each anime, don't cheat)

I won’t cheat my love, even if picking one for each it’s gonna be damn hard

1. Rin Matuoka (Free!). My one and only, among all the anime boys, he’ll forever be my favorite. I don’t even know how to describe him, he’s just…perfect (and his ponytail makes my soul leave my body and ascend every single time)

Originally posted by leicestermaycraft

A BLESSING

2. Kuroo Tetsurou (Haikyuu!!). You’ll have to rip the idea that he was made to be the sexiest character of the series from my cold dead hands. He might be a gigantic dork, but his bad boy aura does things to all of us, don’t lie to me. 

Originally posted by odd-ballduo

3. Chuuya Nakahara (Bungou Stray Dogs). Listen. L i s t e n. I could talk about Chuuya forever and I’ve been irrationally attracted to him and to his personality from the very first time I saw him. With his androgynous look he’s the definition of “the best of both worlds”, I bet he made almost everyone question their life choices. He’s simply a character like no one else…he’s just Chuuya <3

Originally posted by okami-fr

4. Seishuu Handa (Barakamon). He is probably the most canonically stunning male character ever designed. He’s so delicate, almost royal in everything he does and in the way he carries himself. He’s the kind of guy you could just sit down and admire how’s like. A walking work of art. 

5. Haruka Tenoh (Sailor Moon). Let’s end this with my very first anime crush. I’m glad that you kept your request gender neutral so I could put here my beloved Haru. No matter how many years have passed, she still makes my heart go !!!!! every time I see her

Originally posted by sairenji

- bonus: special mention to one of my favorite heroes, the very much beautiful Todoroki Shouto from Boku No Hero Academia!

Originally posted by xkarmas

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Secrets

Word Count: 3465

    Warnings: Curse words..? If that’s a warning oops.  And some violence.

    A/N: okay okay I already know that I have the Jealousy series going, but I wanted to add another series, and I thought this would be a fun one to write! I’m not getting many requests for one shots so I’m kind of stuck writing a few ongoing stories, so if you have any requests let me know! Jealousy part 6 will be outtomorrow, or the next day at the latest! Let me know what you think of this new story! Much love ️

                                 • • •

    Jughead watched as Y/N sat in the student lounge, alone on the couch. She had been acting weird lately, and he was worried. She didn’t call him as much anymore, most of the time it took ages for her to text him back, and she had canceled quite a few dates in these last few weeks. He was worried she was going to leave him, or even worse, that things were getting worse for her. Jason Blossom was one of her best friends surprisingly enough, so his death hit her very hard. The following weeks of his murder is when she started acting weird, maybe it was still affecting her. He walked over to his girlfriend and sat beside her and she smiled up at him, closing her laptop. Like him, she was always writing on her laptop, but she never told him what she was writing. Anytime he got a glimpse of what it was, she was either writing an email or writing notes, but he never knew on what.

    “Hey Juggie.” she grabbed his hand, and he pulled her into him.

    “Hey Y/N/N.” he was never one for PDA, but today he made an exception, leaning down and kissing Y/N. Reggie called from the other side of the lounge, and made his way over, his football numbskulls following.

    “Y/N, I never knew you, pretty much queen bee of the school and Donny Darko were a thing.” he said, and she glared at him. “How long?”

    “A few months.” She said, taking Jugheads hand and squeezing it. Reggie gave an impressed look Jugheads way and nodded his head.

    “So Jason was cool with this?” He asked, and Jughead noticed as Y/Ns grip tightened and her jaw clenched, and he could tell she was fighting back tears. No one ever really mentioned Jason around her, let alone ask her directly about him.

    “Of course.” she said quietly. Reggie nodded again, and walked directly up to Jughead. He extended his hand, and Jughead took it and stood up, and Reggie shook his hand.

    “Jason was like Y/Ns older brother, and so am I. If Jason approved of you, then I guess that means I do too. Welcome to the family, Jughead. I guess i didn’t give you enough credit man, you’ve got the prettiest girl in this school as your girlfriend. I’m impressed.” Jughead nodded his head and tried to pull away from Reggie, but Reggie pulled him into a hug. He yanked the beanie off Jugheads head and ruffled his hair. Y/N sat laughing on the couch as she watched Jugheads unamused face. she grabbed his beanie off the arm of the couch and put it on.

    “Alright Reggie, I think I’ve had enough.” Jughead said, sitting back down on the couch, and Reggie just laughed.

    “One last thing, Jughead. If you hurt my baby sister, you can count on not just me, but the whole football team coming after your ass.” Reggie said, and all the boys behind him agreed.

    “Oh come on Reg. Leave him be.” Y/N said, glaring at him.

    “No it’s fine, Y/N/N. I get it, he’s just looking out for you.” Jughead said. Reggie nodded his head and leaned over, kissing Y/N on the forehead.

    “Damn right, you’re my baby sister.” he said and Y/N rolled her eyes. Reggie started for the door to leave and he turned around right before exiting to make one last, no doubt obnoxious comment. “Jughead Jones, Jughead Jones!” he chanted, backing out of the lounge. Jughead and Y/N sat on the couch, listening to the fading sound of Jugheads name being chanted, and she turned to him.

    “That actually went so much better than I imagined.” she laughed, and Jughead rolled his eyes. “Soon, you’ll be one of the jocks.”

    “Oh you know it.” he said laughing. “Maybe I’ll even get a letterman jacket, just for being your boyfriend.”

    “Definitely, how cool will that be?” she teased.

    “Very.” He said, pulling her into him. It was then he noticed his beanie on her head, and he couldn’t help but admire her in it. It looked quite adorable placed over her (Y/H/C) curled hair. “Maybe I should let you wear that more often.” he said, smiling down at her.

    “Oh you mean your beanie? Yeah I look pretty cute in it.” she beamed, causing him to chuckle.

    “Can I have it back for right now though?” he asked and she pretended to think about it for a second.

    “How about no.” she joked. “I think you look cute with your hair out all messy like this.” She said, ruffling his hair. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a kiss, and took the beanie off her head. “No!” She yelled, reaching for it, but he put it in his head, and she slumped in her seat and tried to pout.

    “So we’re going to pout now?” He asked, grabbing her chin and turning her to face him. She couldn’t help but smile, and she sat up reaching up for the beanie again. Jughead leaned back, avoiding her grasp. “Oh no you don’t.”

    “No I have to fix it!” She exclaimed. “You don’t have your little hair curls coming out and that’s my favourite part!” Jughead leaned forward, and she fixed his hair, and then kissed him on the forehead. “Perfect.” she said.

    “Oh so I wasn’t perfect before?” he teased and she rolled her eyes.

    “Don’t start Jones, you know that I think you are.” she laughed and stood up, packing her laptop into her bag.

    “Where are you going?” he asked, standing up as well, grabbing her by the waist.

    “I’m going to go get coffee, I need it.” she said.

    “Another sleepless night?” He asked,  giving her a worried look and she looked behind him, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

    “Yeah.” She sighed and he kissed her head. She leaned up and looked at him. “Do you want anything?” She asked.

    “I want a coffee to match my soul, dark and strong.” he teased and she rolled her eyes.

    “So a white chocolate mocha, got it.” she said, and his eyes widened, surprised by her joke. Jughead and Y/N looked towards the door to find Archie, Veronica, Betty, Cheryl and Kevin laughing.

    “Ouch.” Kevin laughed. “She got you.”

    “You’re just gonna take that?” Archie asked trying to catch his breath.

    “He has to, its the truth.” Y/N piped in smiling proudly. Just then her phone went off, signaling to her she received a text message. She opened it and Jughead saw her face fall. “Alright, I-uh. I have to go, I’ll see you…all later.” she stuttered, obviously distracted by the text. She backed out of the lounge, furiously texting back.

    “What was that about?” Veronica asked Jughead, but he just shook his head.

    “I don’t know, I’m just as confused as all of you.” he said, sinking into the couch.

    “Have you tried asking? I mean you are her boyfriend, you’d think she’d tell you.” Veronica pointed out, but again Jughead shook his head.

    “Well if it’s something she doesn’t want to talk about I can’t press her to tell me.” he said, and everyone nodded their heads.

    “She was super close to me and Jason at one point, maybe she’ll talk to me. Especially if it has something to do with my brother, me and her are practically sisters.” Cheryl said, taking a seat on the arm of the couch.

    “We are all very close to Y/N, we can’t force her to tell us anything. She will tell us when she’s ready. And I’m sure she’ll tell us soon.” Betty reassured.

    “What if she’s waiting for someone to ask. Trust me, sometimes it’s hard to ask for help, especially when it has something to do with death. Maybe she just needs to be asked.” Cheryl politely argued.

    “Y/N is usually an open book when it comes to her feelings, and I’ve noticed her distancing herself from us and her feelings lately. It’s worrying.” Kevin added. “And it really sucks too because I miss hanging out with her.” Kevin sighed, and Betty patted his back.

    “We all miss being around her, Kevin.” Betty gave a small smile to the group, and everyone nodded.

    “Has she been distancing herself from you, Jug?” Archie asked, turning his attention to the boy practically laying on the couch. Jughead said nothing, but continued to tap on his phone. “Jughead.” Archie called, and his gaze shot up.

    “Huh?” he asked, looking between everyone in the group.

    “You okay?” Archie asked, giving a worried expression Jugheads way.

    “I’m just texting Y/N and trying to see if she’s okay. I’m worried about her lately, she hardly hangs out with me anymore,” he huffed.

    “Well that answers our question.” Cheryl said, moving Jugheads feet off the couch to sit herself down.

    “Where’d she say she was going?” Archie asked, and Jughead scratched the back of his head.

    “Some coffee shop, she didn’t say where.” he sighed. “I’m really worried about her, especially because of how she acted when she was leaving.”

    “Yeah that was super sketchy.” Veronica said. Archie stood up and grabbed his belongings.

    “Come on Jug, we’re leaving.” he said, pulling Jughead off the couch.

    “Leaving where?” Jughead asked, standing up and grabbing his stuff as well.

    “We’re going to go find Y/N.” he said walking to the door, and Jughead stopped in his tracks.

    “We are not stalking my girlfriend.” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. “I just got Reggies approval, and I’m not going to ruin it by freaking her out so bad she breaks up with me. Reggie would kick my ass and I’d be out the best thing that’s happened to me.” Betty, Veronica, Cheryl and even Kevin simultaneously went ‘awe’ and Jughead blushed.

    “Look at our Jughead today, all PDA-y with Y/N, showing everyone how in love with her he is.” Kevin teased. In that moment Veronica had a mini freak out.

    “Have you told her you loved her yet?” she yelled, running over to Jughead.

    “No, I haven’t.” Jughead said.

    “Why not!” Veronica exclaimed, giving Jughead a slight push.

    “We’ve only been dating a few months-” Jughead started.

    “Who cares? Ever since I moved here I could tell you two were a match written in the stars.” She said and Jughead blushed furiously.

    “Are you coming or not?” Archie asked, slightly annoyed, and Jugheads attention went back to him. He sighed and checked his phone again, but saw he had no messages from her.

    “Let’s go.” he mumbled, following Archie out to his car.

                          _______

    “Are you the one who texted me?” Y/N asked, trying her best to sound assertive and confident, even though she was terrified. Jason’s death took the whole town by a surprise, and it worsened when it was found out he was murdered. But no one besides his immediate family took it as hard as Y/N. Jason had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. She grew up with him and Cheryl, and people joked that the three of them together were the Blossom triplets. Jason had told Y/N about his plans to disappear, and she completely disagreed with them. In fact, they had gotten into their first major argument over it, and before they could patch things up, Jason left and was later found murdered. It crushed Y/N, and in some ways it felt as if it was her fault. She couldn’t talk him out of it, she didn’t go to the river with them that day, and she couldn’t save him. What hurt the most is that he died before she could apologize for the things she said during the argument, she couldn’t make up with her brother. Most likely he died hating her, or even worse, thinking she hated him.

    “Did you come alone?” the man asked.

    “That’s what you told me to do.” Y/N answered, taking a step closer to the river and the man. Okay so maybe meeting some strange man whom she didn’t know in the very place her brother died wasn’t a good idea, but he said he had information about Jason and his death, and she couldn’t let that go. She took it upon herself to solve this, to avenge Jason as one last favor to him. Sure, she could have worked with Jughead and Betty on their murder board and helped them try to solve it, but she knew this could get dangerous. She didn’t want them to get hurt, and she knew she had to do this alone.

    “Look, I don’t have a lot of time.” the man said, turning to face Y/N. “the other serpents are already suspicious of me enough, I don’t need them finding out that I know something about Jason’s death, or that I’m telling a high school student about it by the river. I’m not even supposed to know any of this.” he said, looking around the woods, motioning for Y/N to get nearer. She hesitantly stepped forward, and got closer to the man. He was much bigger than her, about 6 foot 4", broad shoulders, and she noticed his worn and tired eyes, some that had definitely seen some shit.

    “You can tell me, I won’t tell a soul where my information came from. This is purely just for me.” she assured the man, and he nodded.

    “I’ve heard  Momma and Poppa Blossom hired a serpent to take out Jason. They found out the Cooper girl was pregnant and got wind of his plan to run off with her, and they weren’t having any of it. Jason was their star child, excelling at football and even music, and if he dropped out of high school to run off with his impregnated girlfriend, it would ruin the family name. They couldn’t control their child, no matter how much they tried, so they arranged to have him 'disappear’. A murder in the family was better off for the Blossom name than letting their child live a happy life with his kid and girlfriend I suppose.” the man said, practically whispering. Y/N stood there stunned, waiting for the man to say more.

    “Is there anything else?” she asked.

    “They’re on damage control I guess. They have Cheryl on a tight leash from what I hear, trying to keep the other twin under control and to prevent her from poking around. I’m surprised they haven’t put you on the same one, considering how closely tied you are to the family, you’re practically their child.” the man stopped after a crack of a branch was heard, and he ducked down behind some rocks, pulling you down with him.

    “Look kid, I know all of that just sounds like talk, but us serpents have a way of doing business. If any kind of deal occurred, no matter how illegal, it’s written down somewhere. Email, letter, even a text message. You’re more likely to find it on the Blossoms side, because they aren’t as careful as the serpents, but we keep track of everything, so I’ll see if I can dig around. If you find anything though, let me know.” he said, and Y/N nodded her head.

    “I will, just one more thi-” another crack of a branch and then a gunshot rang off, sending the man in front of her to the ground. Y/N went to scream, but her voice shut down, and she stumbled back. A stream of red flowed from the man and down into the river, tinting the water. Y/N got up from her feet and ran through the trees to where her car was, but was quickly thrown off course when a bullet flew by her head, just barely missing her. She fell to the side, and closed her eyes trying to regain her thoughts. A text message brought her out of her head, and she saw it was from Jughead.

Juggie <3: Get up and run forward, me and Archie are waiting, but please hurry.

    Y/N looked up and saw a familiar car through the trees. She got up and ran as fast as she could. When she was a few feet from the car, Jughead opened the back door and she quickly threw herself in, and Archie sped off before Jughead even had the chance to close the door. The car ride was silent as Archie sped down the road, doing his best to get the hell out of the woods as fast as he could.

    “What the fuck was that about?” Jughead asked angrily, breaking the silence.

    “Are you okay? I heard gunshots.” Archie asked, turning his head to look at her for a second before giving his attention back to the road.

    “Fuck,” Y/N mumbled, pulling a disposable phone out of her backpack and calling 911.

     “911, what’s your emergency?” The lady on the other end asked.

    “There’s been a shooting by the river, near where Jason Blossom was found. One man shot and is bleeding out. I don’t know how long he had but he needs help.” Y/N said, trying to stay calm, but the anxiety in her stomach was bubbling up.

    “Ma'am, did you see who shot him? Do you know who he is?”

    “No, I didn’t see, they were shooting after me too, and I was too busy trying to run away. And I’m not sure who he is, I just need him to be okay!” she yelled. “Just please get to him.” she begged. She closed the phone, and threw it out the window, and slumped back into her seat.

    “What the hell were you doing?” Jughead asked again, and Y/N looked over to him and then to Archie.

    “Investigating Jason’s death.” she mumbled.

    “In the woods with a man you had never met?” Jughead yelled, and Y/N looked away from him. “I shouldn’t have to tell you that that is a bad idea! What if you had gotten yourself killed, or what if that was Jason’s murderer you met?” Jughead grabbed Y/Ns face and turned her head to look at him. “Look at me when I’m talking to you!” he yelled. “I love you Y/N, more than I love anything else in this whole damned world. What if you had gotten killed? Who is that going to help? Now instead if just one dead boy, we’d have two kids dead.”

    “Just one dead boy? Jason is more than just one dead boy, Jughead! He was my brother, and I have to figure out what happened to him! And I’m onto something, I can do it. So what I almost got killed today, I didn’t. I’ll be fine!” she yelled back.

    “Then let me help you, please.” Jughead begged, lowering his voice. “I can’t let you do this on your own, your smart and your tactical but you need backup.” Y/N watched tears roll down his face, and she cupped his cheek.

    “Jughead, I love you too, and that’s why I need you to stay out of this. I can’t have you get hurt-” he put his hand over her hand that was on his cheek.

    “I can’t let you get hurt either. We both go, or no one does, those are your options Y/N.” he said, and she signed.

    “Fine.” she mumbled, and Jughead pulled her into a dizzying kiss.

    “You’re including me in this too, just so you know.” Archie said, breaking Y/N and Jughead apart.

    “Archie no-” she started.

    “You can’t say no to me, I know too much now. I want in.” he said and Y/N looked over to Jughead.

    “Fine, you can be our chauffeur.” Jughead teased.

    “Nice try, but no. I’m going to help you with investigating.”

    “Well boys, since you’re now on the case with me, I guess I should tell you what I know. And I’ll start with my newest lead.” she said, pulling out her phone. She opened the recording app, and pressed the newest file. Just then Y/and voice boomed throughout the car, and she visibly cringed at the sound of it, and Jughead rolled his eyes at her. She shrugged her shoulders and turned her attention back to the recording.

    “Testing testing, alight, I think it’s recording. My name is Y/N  Y/L/N, and I’m on my way to meet with someone from the serpents that can give me a lead on Jason Blossoms murder. There the man is now.

Are you the one who texted me?”



Originally posted by alyciadubnamcarey

idk i just love barry and lup as a relationship??? not only has it been foreshadowed for forever but its lovely and sweet and their giddy lovesickness from the last episode made me smile so much. like, i’m a nonbinary trans person and it would be very hard for me to pursue a relationship with a cishet person because i would be scared they wouldn’t understand me. but lup is in love with this amazing man and he loves her and respects her and admires her and thinks shes just the coolest best thing. and i’m crying about it? its very important? 

Am I the only one who likes both Sakura and Hinata anymore?

Well, I guess World War Naruto 3,947,862 has started up, and this time it’s Sakura vs Hinata!

Which bums me out because I like both of them, and they both are pretty chill with each other too…

I’ll start off by saying that, yeah, if I was being hung over a cliff by an evil villain and he told to pick one or else he would drop me to my death, I would choose Sakura. But I still love Hinata oodles. And I don’t enjoy yelling about which one is better than the other. I have better things to do with my time, like daydreaming about marrying Kakashi.

I think this weird battle to the death among us all began because some people claimed that Hinata is more of a heroine than Sakura. I don’t think that’s true at all, as Sakura has been stated to be the (main) heroine and is a main character, but why do we need to drag Hinata under the bus to prove that point?

Hinata is a support character, and one which many idolize and admire. Does it annoy me when people claim she’s a bigger character than Sakura? Yes, but I don’t call Hinata names and treat her like fucking trash to make Sakura look good. EXTREME HINATA BASHING MAKES SAKURA AND HER FANS LOOK BAD. Just like how Hinata extremists make themselves look bad going through crazy ass hoops to try to somehow explain why Sakura isn’t a main character. BOTH EXTREMES SUCK. They just further make the Naruto fandom a giant blood bath where you’re lucky to get out alive.

I admire both girls for their different and unique abilities, strengths, and personalities.

But now I feel like I am being tugged like a rope in tug-o-war!

SO I’M GONNA MAKE A PRETTY LIST OF ALL MY THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS TOWARDS THE TWO TO SPREAD SOME POSITIVENESS AROUND.

What I admire about my lovely badass Sakura:

I admire Sakura for her ability to wear her emotions on her sleeve:

Her strong will:

The courage and dedication it took for her to to become strong enough to fight along side the ones she loved (Sasuke and Naruto) despite not being born into a well known ninja clan or family:

Her loyalty to her friends:

Her pure selflessness:

And her ability to love so selflessly and unconditionally:

What I love about my sweet and innocent Hinata:

Although she was so close to giving up absolutely everything, as many of us have been, she was able to pick herself up:

She was able to find the courage to finally confess her love to the boy she admired since childhood:

And while Sakura was able to confess to her love much more easily than Hinata, she had not been as beaten down in life beforehand as Hinata had been by her clan and father. In fact, Hinata being able to overcome her father’s lack of support and neglect is something else I admire Hinata for:

Her ongoing battle with her low self esteem is very relate-able to many of us:

Hinata’s warm heart:

Having a big heart is something I admire about both Sakura and Hinata, as I already mentioned. Hinata was loathed by Neji as children, but she still affectionately called him her brother, and so desperately wanted his acceptance and friendship. (She just did not have the tools to go about this properly until Naruto came along. Support character problems, am I right?)

Honestly, I think a lot of Hinata’s flaws and fears came from her poor upbringing, which many people (myself included) relate to so much. That’s why so many people are ready to defend her until the end. We hate seeing someone who has already been so beaten down continued to be thrown down farther.

As for Sakura, she was able to go beyond what it took to gain her tremendous strength, which is SO admirable and relate-able, which is why many of us are ready to fight to the death to the Sakura haters who REFUSE to acknowledge the power of hard work, or call her useless because she didn’t have the help of a clan trait or demon fox inside her.

Can’t we just enjoy being able to watch both women grow individually? No? I’m stupid and you hate me? Okay.

Thanks for reading my ramblings. I love both of them, and yelling at me about it won’t change it. <3

reticentseiko  asked:

How about a fluff scenario with Ignis finally deciding to get surgery for his eyes (I'm assuming there is a way in this world) with the persuasion of the guys and while he's recovering, he ends up falling for the nurse that is assigned to his room? Even though he can't see her, he is enamored by her personality and the sound of her voice. By the time his eyes have recovered and he can see, albeit blurry at first, just seeing her for the first time is more than what he could have ever asked for.

The Sound of Your Smile

Ignis x F!OC
Word count: 1853
SFW

Some Ignis fluff, coming up! This is sort of an AU, I suppose? Under the cut because it’s kinda long. Also, in this one-shot, Noctis is still alive. Enjoy!

Tagging @iinkpools because Ignis. And reasons.

Ignis was certain of most things. He knew that a perfect cup of Ebony took ten minutes to brew. He knew the sound of his friends’ voices distinctly, and the small quirks that gave them away. He also knew that he would never regain his vision.

Or so he thought.

“It’s possible,” the doctor had said, touching the scarring around his eyes. “It’s going to take a little bit of healing magic, and some very delicate corrective surgery, but there’s a chance that this could work.”

Ignis shifted from where he sat on the doctor’s examination table. “What is the percentage of success, doctor?”

“Why does it matter?” Gladio’s voice came from his left. “You’re already blind, what else could possibly happen?”

Ignis heard a smack, and Prompto’s voice rang in his ears. “Dude! A little insensitive, don’t you think?”

“Let’s hear it, Doc,” he then heard Noctis say. “What are the chances this actually works?”

Ignis could tell that the doctor was shifting slightly. Possibly from discomfort.

“About thirty-five to forty per cent.”

There was a pause. “Seems awfully low,” Prompto said, sounding a little nervous.

Ignis shrugged slightly. “We might as well go ahead with the surgery. Gladio’s right, there is nothing at this point that could possibly get worse. If we go through with the surgery, there’s a slim chance that my vision could return, and that is a chance I am willing to take.”

Noctis patted Ignis on the back. “We’ll be here for you no matter what, buddy.”

The surgery was schedule for a week later. The doctor that had done the consultation had offered to do it free of charge because of all Ignis had done for the Crown, as well as his connection with King Noctis as well. Ignis was grateful, albeit nervous.

“You don’t have to worry about a thing,” the doctor told him as he laid down on the surgery bed, covering Ignis’ mouth with a mask to put him to sleep. “When you wake up, everything will be different.”

When Ignis came to, he had bandages wrapped tightly around his eyes. His head was resting against a set of fluffy pillows, unusually soft for a hospital, he thought to himself, and had his blankets tucked up to his waist. He could hear the steady beeping of his heart monitor beside the bed, and felt the clamp that registered his pulse on his left index finger.

“Oh, good, you’re awake,” he heard a voice say. He turned his head slightly in the direction it came from. The voice belonged to a woman, sounding to be in her mid-to-late twenties. It was soft and delicate, the kind of voice that could ease any mind in the room. Ignis gulped.

“Yes, I suppose so,” he replied, mentally kicking himself for sounding so foolish. He cleared his throat, asking the question that was burning in his mind. “How was the surgery?”

“It was successful,” she replied, a smile lilting her voice. “Doctor Masika wanted me to apologize on his behalf for not being present to deliver the news, but he was needed in emergency surgery. I’m going to be your nurse during your recovery. My name is Adeline.”

“Adeline,” Ignis repeated, letting the name roll off his tongue. A faint smile crossed his lips. “It’s nice to meet you, Adeline. My name is Ignis.”

“I know,” she joked. “I read your chart.”

Ignis chuckled, and felt himself blush. When was the last time he’d actually blushed? He felt a little silly, being entranced by just a voice. He shook the thought out of his mind.

“How long will I be in recovery for?”

“Two weeks, perhaps?” Adeline replied, flipping through Ignis’ chart. “It says here that you’re to remain on bedrest for the first few days, and then you’re free to roam the hospital with an escort. We just want to make sure your eyes are fully healed before you try opening them, because it was such a delicate surgery.”

“I’m amazed it worked at all,” Ignis confessed. “Admittedly, I was not expecting for the news to be in any way positive.”

“Doctor Masika is an excellent surgeon,” Adeline agreed. “I’m sure he’ll be around later on to speak with you.”

Adeline changed Ignis’ IV and excused herself from the room, gently placing her hand atop his and giving it a light squeeze before saying goodbye. Ignis didn’t have much time to be alone with his thoughts though, because soon his friends were barrelling in and asking him all sorts of questions.

As the days went on, Ignis got used to the routine at the hospital. Doctor Masika came in and explained the recovery process in greater detail, and his friends would drop by and visit. But as time passed, Ignis came to realize that the person he’d look forward to seeing—so to speak—the most was Adeline.

She was shy at first, and kept things very professional. But the more Ignis spoke to her, the more her personality started to show. She would often sit with him during her lunch break and bring him food that she’d cooked at home so that he wouldn’t have to consume whatever bland meals were served at the hospital. She was a good cook, and promised to share her recipes with him once he regained his vision.

He also learned that she had become a nurse because of the ten years of darkness that had taken over when Noctis was absorbed by the Crystal. She said that she wanted to help people, and that there were so many friends and family members that she had lost to daemons that she never wanted someone else’s loved ones to have to endure that same pain.

The first time he made her laugh, he made a silly pun.

“Damn, I’ve gone and broken my pencil,” Adeline huffed as she was filling out more information on his chart. Ignis couldn’t help himself.

“Writing with a broken pencil is pointless.”

After a moment, Adeline burst out laughing, letting out a bit of a snort, and coughed as if she was embarrassed. He thought her laugh was adorable, and made a mental note to make her laugh more so that he could selfishly hear it again. “Wow, Ignis,” she chuckled, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes. “That was terrible. I needed that.”

Ignis grew to admire her very quickly, and that thought scared him.

Did he only care for her because she was his caretaker? The thought crossed his mind that maybe it was just because she was in close proximity, and that she was kind to him. But he thought about it a little more, and disagreed with the idea. He’d grown to know her over the past few weeks, and she’d shared with him stories that she swore she’d never admitted to anyone before: stories of her past, her deceased parents, her missing friends and her deep-seated fears. He’d told her much of the same, and he realized he hadn’t opened up to anyone like that in…well, his entire life.

Whenever her skin would graze his, he could feel his heart begin to race. He prayed to the Six that the heart monitor didn’t give him away, and he often had to take deep breaths to ensure that his heart rate returned back to normal.

“Only one more day left,” Adeline said, checking his chart on the next to last day of his hospital visit. “Are you excited?”

“I suppose,” Ignis replied, which was half-true. He had a thought on his mind and weighed the consequences of his words before finally answering. “I am excited to see if my vision has truly returned, but…admittedly, I’m afraid that I’m going to miss being around you every day.”

The room was quiet. The soft beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound that pierced the room.

“Ignis…”

“I understand that I’ve overstepped my bounds,” he said carefully, folding his hands in his lap. “I apologize if I’ve made you uncomfortable.”

He was expecting to hear the door open and shut, leaving him alone with his foolish thoughts. What he didn’t expect was to feel a hand come to rest on his cheek a pair of soft lips gently pressing against his. The kiss was over almost before it began, too quick for Ignis to reciprocate. But when she pulled away, he still found himself breathless.

“I’ve been feeling the same way,” she admitted sheepishly. “I thought I was being stupid for falling for a patient…but I like you. I really do.”

Ignis definitely heard the heart monitor pick up on his racing pulse. Adeline chuckled.

“Let’s get you through your recovery first, yeah? We can figure out the rest later.”

Morning came too soon. Adeline arrived to help Ignis take off his bandages, telling him that the doctor had another emergency surgery to attend to, so it was just the two of them. It was a slow, nerve-wracking process as Adeline unwrapped the bandages from around Ignis’ head. Once they were off, she peeled back the gauze that covered his eyelids.

The heavy scarring was still along his left cheek, but some of it had managed to be scraped away where his eyelid was to allow for it to open properly.

“Open your eyes,” Adeline instructed, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Ignis slowly opened them, his eyelids fluttering as his vision tried to adjust to the sheer amount of light in the room. Everything was blurry at first, and his head throbbed. He knew it was because he hadn’t seen the light of day in years, and so he would need time to adjust.

Eventually, he managed to fully open both eyes, the room slowly coming into view. Ignis felt tears pricking the corners of his vision as things slowly became clearer and clearer. With his heart pounding in his chest, he turned to Adeline to gaze upon her for the first time.

She smiled at him, her hands clasped in front of her as if she was in silent prayer. She had intelligent, almond shaped eyes, a small, round nose and plump lips. Her straight hair was long and dark, pulled up into a bun with a few strands falling in front of her eyes.

“You’re even more beautiful than I could have ever imagined,” he breathed, and she let the tears fall down her face. Ignis reached over and brushed them away, pulling her to him. He sat up in the hospital bed and she hugged him close, stroking the back of his head as they cried together.

She pulled away for just a second, holding his face in her hands.

“Ignis,” she said, her smile growing wide. “Your eyes…they’re green.”

He kissed her right there in that hospital bed, pouring all of his heart and soul into their embrace. He could finally see the world again, and the smile on Adeline’s face was a sight that he never wanted to be without for the rest of his days.

Somebody else Part One(Anakin Skywalker x Reader)

Originally posted by cutting-my-fingers-0ff

Word Count: 905

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

AN: My first Anakin fic! I don’t know why it took me this long since he’s literally my biggest fictional crush but I hope you like it :) you can read part two and three here

You had been Padme Amidala’s best friend ever since she rescued you off of Tatooine three years ago. The day she found you alone on the streets she couldn’t find it in herself to leave you there, her heart was too good. So she took it upon herself to find you a home, bringing you back to Coruscant with her. During the ride there you and Padme talked for hours, laughing at each other’s jokes. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

When you first arrived at Coruscant you stayed in Padme’s apartment as the big city you now lived in frightened you as you knew no one but her. A few months after your arrival the she offered you the chance you become her apprentice. To study and learn from her in hopes that one day you would to become a senator yourself. You gratefully accepted the offer and have been working as her assistant ever since. 


Right now you and Padme were waiting in her apartment for two Jedi to arrive. Someone had been plotting to assassinate senator Amidala so the Jedi council called in Obi-wan Kenobi and his padawann Anakin Skywalker to protect her. You had never met Anakin, but had heard stories about him many times from Padme and Jar Jar that made you eager to meet him. Padme thinks of Anakin or Ani as she likes to call him as a younger brother.

You were nervous about the Jedi’s arrival, you had only met a few Jedi in your life and you were nervous to be in the presence of two in barely a few minutes. You’d always admired the Jedi and often caught yourself wishing you were one. Padme must have noticed your nerves. “Don’t be nervous Y/N. Obi-wan and Ani are very kind and old friends of mine, you have nothing to worry about.” She placed a hand on your shoulder, sending you a reassuring smile.

You nodded a little embarrassed at how you were acting, it wasn’t very professional. “Sorry, Jedi are just so cool and I can’t help how nervous I am right now.” Padme laughed at her friend finding her admiration cute. 

Just then doors opened to reveal your friend Jar Jar Binks, causing you to smile. “Jar Jar it’s so nice to see you.” You rose from your seat and rushed over towards him, almost knocking him over with your hug.“Y/N! Meesa missed you so much! I heard that Ani and Obi are coming.” 

Padme made her way over, not being able to hide the huge smile that appeared on her face at the sight of one of her oldest friends. “Yes, they should be here shortly. Lovely to see you Jar Jar.” She also greets him with a hug making Jar Jar feel welcomed home. 

The sound of the doors to the elevator opening and Jar Jar’s excited squeal caught you off guard a little.  He was looking at something behind you and you could take an easy guess at what, well who it was. “Obi! Ani!” 

“Jar Jar Binks, it’s been too long.” An older voice greets seeming happy to be reunited with his old friend.

You gulp nervously and finally turn around to see the Jedi. Padme is already hugging her old friends and you’re kind of just standing there. My gosh that boy was attractive, you assumed that was Anakin as he looked significantly younger to the man beside him. His dark hair was grown out so it just touched his shoulders and a small scar ran down the right side of his face probably from a battle. His jawline was sharp and his smile was the purest thing you’d ever seen, you found yourself becoming lost in thought looking at the boy.

”Ani? My goodness, you’ve grown.” Padme gushes as she cups his cheeks.

“So have you, grown more beautiful… for a senator, I mean.” Oh he definitely has feelings for her you thought. 

Padme laughs at the teenagers response as she pulls her hands away from his face.“Ani, you’ll always be that little boy I knew on Tatooine.” Well if that didn’t clarify that he was in the friend zone I don’t know what does?

Anakin looked a little disappointed at her statement, the older Jedi notices this and speaks up to change the topic. “I believe we haven’t met before miss. I’m Obi-wan Kenobi, the Jedi in charge of keeping the senator safe and this is my padawan Anakin Skywalker.” You realized he was talking to you and sent him a polite smile as he shook your hand.He seemed like a very kind man, someone that you could trust.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Master Kenobi, I’ve heard many great things about you. I’m Y/N, Padme’s assistant.” A snort escaped your best friends mouth at that statement, she hated when you introduced yourself as her assistant. “Oh please, you’re also my best friend Y/N, you’re more than just my assistant you’re family.” She smiled, placing an arm around your shoulder.

You realized you hadn’t spoken to the other boy, clearing your throat and sending him a smile. “So you’re the famous Ani I’ve heard so much about, it’s nice to finally meet you.” 

“You too, I look forward to getting to know you Y/N.” He sent you a smile causing you to go weak at the knees. The things hot boys can do to you. 

Voltron sexuality headcanons!!

Lance: bi (obviously)
Keith: gay (for Lance)
Hunk: Demiromantic ace (as supported imo by the fact that over the period of time he spent on the Balmera he seemed to get closer with Shay until Lance jokes he crushes on her to which he replied “she’s not my girlfriend! She’s just a rock that I met admire very much”)
Pidge: ace/aro, high key in a platonic marriage with space
Shiro: pan! (Like me ;D) doesn’t care about gender roles or being the “masculine or feminine” one; he is who he is and he loves who he loves (which just so happens to currently be Allura/matt (Im multiship trash and I didn’t wanna include one and not the other oops))
Allura & Coran: there is no such thing as sexualities on Altea, since “homosexual” Altean couples can still have children together due to a difference in anatomy bc of evolution or smth therefore I suppose it’s apt to relate that to pan since for Alteans gender is little more than how an Altean person wants to appear and be referred to


Bonus:

Shay: similar to the Alteans, Balmerans don’t experience sexual orientation, however this is bc they are born of the Balmera and therefore have no need to reproduce. Nevertheless they do experience romantic orientation, and Balmerans mate for life and create smaller social circles within their large family called Clusters, consisting of their lifelong partner and they even adopt the newly birthed Balmeran children, hence how Shay and Rax are still siblings
Matt: gay af and will remind anyone who may or may not have forgotten (no one ever forgets, Matt just likes to remind evERYONe ALL THE TIME)

When writing about Team Rocket, A Guide for Headcannons (master post)

So I am a big fan of Team Rocket from Pokémon and I also read/review and edit fanfiction for my friends. If you are like me, then you have probably noticed that when it comes to writing the Rockets, people tend to go in many different directions. Some people really enjoy AU (Alternate Universe) fics, but this discussion is for those of us who prefer fics that focus on situations that have some continuity with the original anime. These fics are challenging to write because it is really hard to capture Jessie, James, and Meowth’s individual personalities. They have a lot of personality, so knowing how to work with them is difficult at times. I noticed over the years (I am 20) that the vast majority of Team Rocket fanfictions out there depict the TRio way too OOC (out of character). This post is not a rant, rather it is a guide I made for anyone who wants to write about the TRio and keep them in character. I personally watched the English dubbed version up until the start of the diamond and pearl saga, then I switched to Japanese version with English subs, so I am basing these cannons off of my knowledge based on that. If you have objections/amendments, please share them when you reblog. My goal is to organize as much as the cannon information as possible so that future writers can have an easier time trying to write the TRio. I am not trying to offend anyone so sorry if this post sounds rude. If you never wrote a fic, try it out. I don’t have my own, but I assist my friend chipotlepeppers (fanfiction.net) sometimes, and I love to review other peoples’ work.

**AN: when I say ‘writers’, I am referring to fanfiction writers, not official paid scriptwriters.

1.    When writing about Jessie:

·     BEHAVIOR: Writers often make Jessie either this overly mean dominatrix who bosses the other two around to no mercy, or they make her very, very soft. The truth is that Jessie does have a temper, but this is only one side of her. She isn’t always cruel, and she isn’t always soft. Jessie has triggers for her temper. The most common ones are: having the twerps interrupt her plans, being called old, being called less beautiful/young/nice than some other woman, James and Meowth being overly negative, and lack of food. These things make Jessie very angry and likely to lash out. Otherwise, she is generally pleasant. She is a bit moody but is generally optimistic, being known to say things like “What a beautiful day! Today is our day!” on a regular basis, which most 25 year olds don’t usually do, especially when they are trapped in the wilderness with barely any food. She is dorky, clumsy, and obviously not as bright as many of the other adults in the show, but that doesn’t affect her confidence. She is the leader of the group, which, if you are a leader, than you know can be stressful, and for someone who has been travelling nonstop for years and never has enough to eat, not to mention she is stuck with the same two companions the whole time, she is does a very good job of keeping her cool most of the time. Now for her soft side. Jessie likes cute Pokémon and babies, but dislikes small children that whine a lot and disobedient Pokémon. Not only does she say this herself in both the Japanese and English versions of the anime, but she also shows it from time to time. She also loves shopping, dressing up, performing, love-stories, dolls, and  fashion. She also cannot resist her partners begging, especially when it comes to James, and she will make sacrifices for them occasionally. She is aggressive, but she is also a girly-girl. She also isn’t that smart, even though she claims to be the brains of the group. 

·   RELATIONSHIPS WITH TEAM: Jessie is the clear leader of the group, though it is unclear whether or not she does anything other than just tell the other two what to do. Jessie and Meowth have a sibling-like relationship. They are both pretty devious and often times have ideas that are a bit more malicious than those of their lavender-haired partner. I think it is safe to say that Jessie argues with Meowth more than she argues with James, especially in the Japanese version of the anime. That doesn’t mean that Jessie dislike Meowth. Writers sometimes make Meowth go away for some irrelevant reason or treat him like a pet in their fics. Jessie really cares for Meowth, as she has been known to stick up for him and make personal sacrifices for his comfort, safety, and dignity. If she ever did treat him like a pet, it would be in a teasing way, not serious. Same with James. She teases James a lot, but she feels guilty when she triggers something that makes his very upset (like how he shouldn’t cry over lost Pokémon). They always make up after a fight, and it is usually a teary-eyed reunion for all three members of the group (so don’t tell me that Jessie is too strong to cry).

·      PAST: Jessie’s past is the most confusing yet elaborate of all (in the TRio, at least). Instead of trying to put it all together in some fabrication, I am just going to list what I know is cannon. Jessie’s mother, Miyamoto, went missing when she was five, and it is implied that she is dead. She was a top team rocket agent and a favorite of the boss’s (Madam Boss at the time, Giovanni’s mother). Jessie grew up in poverty, and her family was so poor that they had to eat snow (we don’t know if this was before or after her mother’s death, or both times, and her father is never mentioned). Jessie met James in Pokémon tech. According to a Team Rocket Radio Drama, they were both going to help a kid who fell and they bumped heads. Jessie said that it hurt but they both laughed anyway. Later they were both searching for the same book by coincidence in the library. Now I am going to assume that this is around the same time Jessie tried out for that  dance audition and got rejected, as in her flashback she looked young and was wearing a school uniform (this is from the episode. This is also the same time that her first crush left her. Later her and James failed out of the school together and at some point joined the bridge bike gang. Jessie earned the nickname “Trainer Jess”. At some point her and James split up, as she has another flashback in which she is training to become a nurse, and James is clearly shocked by this, and the Jessie in the flashback is older. This means that he never knew about that incident. She fails at that and then joins Team Rocket, where she is finally reunited with James in the episode “Training Daze”. They are not very friendly at first (maybe they had some kind of argument, or maybe they were never really that close to begin with). During training they do warm up to one another. This is when they meet Meowth for the first time and the three of them become friends and an official team. Throughout the series, we see them learn more about one another, but at the same time it is clear that they have known each other for a while.

2.     When writing about James:

·    BEHAVIOR: writers have a tendency to make James whiny, submissive, dumb, love-struck, overly softhearted, or too childish. Some writers go the opposite way and give him far too many dominant traits. James, like Jessie, has multiple sides to him. He does act childish, but that doesn’t mean that he is obsessed with donuts and bottle caps ( I think every TR fic mentions these two things). James is a guy, but that doesn’t mean that he has to be the dominant one in a romantic or physical relationship (with Jessie or anyone else). Also, James is not gay. In over 936 episodes, multiple mangas, movies, and specials, not once has James ever shown any interest in a man (I have googled relentlessly on this). Not once. Honestly, I think it would be adorable if he were gay, but he never says it or shows any interest in another man. Poor James has been stereotyped. Why? Because he occasionally likes to wear a dress, has lavender hair, babies his Pokémon, and ran away from marriage like six times throughout the series. Also, in the English dub, he used to have a cute camp British accent, which according to some is the official ‘accent of the gay’.  James does act feminine(he likes fashion, keeping clean, cooking, dancing, decorating, doing hair and makeup), so naturally he is softer than most guys. In addition to that, in the Japanese version of the anime, in the motto, he is called the ‘soft-heart’ of the trio (awe<3), and so yes, he is ‘less evil’ than Jessie and Meowth, this is brought up a lot in the TRio’s arguments. James does have a wicked side though. He does attack people with his Pokémon and hurt them. He still separates Pokémon from their trainers. In the Black and White saga, while Meowth is away with Ash and friends for a while and it is just him and Jessie for a bunch of episodes, James becomes even more wicked. Of course, it is clear that Jessie is still in charge, but they are actually very successful and get on the boss’s good side again, mostly because of James. So, while James prefers to act goofy, childish, and nice, he is still a villain (or he thinks he is anyway). James does have some major issues, it is obvious that he was traumatized by his parents and Jessiebelle. Also, though James is usually depicted as the whiney one,  I noticed that Jessie and Meowth whine just as much. And all together I think their whining is not even that intense, considering their extremely stressful lifestyle.

·   RELATIONSHIP WITH TEAMMATES: James seems to be a little bit closer to Jessie than he does Meowth, but it is clear that he cares about both of them very much. He treats Meowth like a human co-worker, and like Jessie treats the feline, as he sticks up for the Pokémon when someone tries to treat him as anything less than a human being. James clearly admires Jessie. In the Japanese version, he calls her Musashi-sama, and always dotes on her. He didn’t like her contests and performances at first, but once she started doing well, he started to really enjoy it too.  James lets himself get bossed around by Jessie because he claims it is ‘easier that way’. It is unclear exactly what he means by this, but he obviously doesn’t want to be on her bad side, and he would rather cross Meowth than cross her. Also, the he and Jessie have a lot in common as far as interests go, which is where their friendship grows. James does keep some secrets from his teammates (like how he didn’t tell them about his wealth until it was forced out of him, or how he sometimes hides food) but he never lies about anything that he thinks would hurt them.

· PAST: James ran away from his mansion when he was young, probably between the ages of 7-10, as he looks to be about that age in his last appearances at the mansion. He met Jessie at Pokémon tech, later failed and joined the bike gang with her, and after they split up, he eventually joined Team Rocket. James was assigned to work with Jessie because she couldn’t hold on to a partner. James was determined to become her last partner. They were joined with Meowth, and the rest is history.

3.     When writing about Meowth:

·      BEHAVIOR: Meowth is cowardly and greedy, and it is rare that these two instincts are over powered by the feelings of friendship and love. Meowth likes to tease his human companions about their love-hate relationship, but it is unsure whether or not he ever really thinks that much into it, as he makes wisecracks about almost everything. Meowth falls in and out of love easily, though this is more accurately called lust, as he never really sticks with a human/Pokémon for long after ‘falling in love’ with them. Meowth also hates cold or splashing water, dog-type Pokémon, Persians, being cold, and being told it is ‘strange’ or ‘wrong’ for him to act like a human. He would never evolve, unless maybe you can come up with some really good reason that will change his mind, but he seems pretty adamant on the subject, so I would avoid that when writing about him. Meowth is over Meowzie, and although he probably would return to her if she asked, that is most likely to never happen. If she wanted him, she would have joined the TRio 800 episodes ago.

·  RELATIONSHIP WITH TEAMMATES: Meowth obviously relies on Jessie and James a lot. Meowth doesn’t do well on his own, and whenever he is alone, he is desperate for company. He is arguably the most intelligent member of the TRio, not only because of his ability to speak like a human, but also because he apparently manages the Team’s finances and also builds many of those huge robots they use to try and steal Pokémon. Meowth likes James more, as he has mentioned several times throughout the series, but he tends to pair Jessie and James as one entity, calling them ‘his humans’ If one of them does something wrong, Meowth naturally blames both of them. Meowth also gets very jealous when Jessie and James do things without him.  He is usually the one to bring them all back together in the end after some kind of argument or disagreement.

· PAST: Meowth’s backstory is the most straightforward and well known. Meowth was abandoned as a kitten. He raises himself in a city and spends most of his time being hungry. He dreams of going to Hollywood, because he sees ads and there is always lots of food in the ads. In Hollywood he meets Meowzie, who belongs to a wealthy woman. She calls him a ‘dirty street Meowth’, and says that she likes humans more. Meowth takes this to heart and decides to make himself more human-like. He teaches himself to talk and how to walk on two legs. When he returns to Meowzie and shows off his new talents, she rejects him again, this time calling him a freak. Meowth runs away and eventually joins Team Rocket. In the episode “Training Daze”, we see Meowth come to Giovanni’s office. He tells Giovanni that ‘It has always been a dream of mine to become a real Team Rocket field agent’. Giovanni is clearly disturbed by his presence, and assigns him to work with Jessie and James, hoping to keep the strange Pokemon out of his way. Meowth can tell there is tension between Jessie and James, but tries to ignore it and get the three of them to work together. Eventually they end up as friends and promise to stick together forever (awe).

So that is it for the individual characters, now for some other random Team Rocket stuff:

ON ROCKETSHIPPING: Rocketshipping is cannon based on who you ask and what you mean by ‘Rocketshipping’. Some writers and shippers mean it to be a very strong platonic friendship between the two, and this is cannon. It has been confirmed several times, mostly in the Japanese version, that James and Jessie share a very special bond. Most people mean it to be something more. According to the Electric Tales of Pikachu Manga, they do get married and have a baby, though the story ends after that. This manga was written and published by someone who did work for the show and helped write a few of the episodes, but that manga did a lot of things that differed from the anime. I honestly believe, just by observance, that Jessie and James have that whole ‘strong platonic friendship’ thing down. I mean, we’ve seen them hug hundreds of times, cry together, share stories of their past, bath in the hot springs together and even sleep in the same bed. And we have seen in the past what happens when one of them almost leaves the group. They fall apart and run crying back into one another’s arms. I think that realistically, they will be together forever, and maybe one day Jessie will realize that the ‘prince charming’ was the same man she spent the last two decades with, and James will realize that marriage isn’t so scary after all, since he has been living with a woman for more than half his life already. Would Meowth support it? It depends, I think. He would no doubt tease them, like he has done in the past, but I think it depends on the situation and how it all works out.

·     OTHER RANDOM THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND IF WRITING A TR-CENTRIC  FANFIC:

›   Yes, Jessie and James both can dance, they both can cook, and they both can sing (at least in Japanese).

›   James did not ALWAYS hate Jessiebelle. He used to love her. Keep in mind they were once friends, and that she wasn’t evil her entire life.

›   Twice Jessie supported James getting married to Jessiebelle, and one other time to another girl. She just thought it would be temporary, though.

›   Jessie is desperate to find someone to marry. Like really desperate, it just so happens that no one else is as desperate as she is. James on the other hand, has mentioned several times how he would never get married because he wants to stay with Jessie and Meowth in Team Rocket (if only there was a solution to that).

›   All three of them love to eat. They will eat just about anything too. Meowth loves fish, and has also been seen eating cans of something suspiciously labeled ‘Cat Food”. I just thought this was weird and worth mentioning. He eats Pokémon food too though, he just doesn’t like it as much.

›   Jessie and James actually were successful in the Black and White Series. Why does Giovanni keep them around and not just fire them? In the Japanese veriosn of the anime, it is strongly implied that they used to do good work (before Jari-boy came along with Pikachu). I also noticed how he treats them like his misbehaving children, a little but differently from his other agents.  Maybe he is looking after Jessie. After all, Miyamoto (Jessie’s mother) did help Madam Boss raise Giovanni, and it could be that he is just returning the favor now that she is gone. Or maybe Giovanni really is fooled by them. Team Rocket is a big organization, and maybe he actually believes that the TRio is contributing as much as they claim they are when they send in the progress reports.

›   Jessie loves Wobbufet. She used to dislike him, now he is like her favorite Pokémon (except for maybe Gourgeist). She rarely gets mad at him anymore.

›   James and Jessie’s other Pokémon, minus the ones they released/traded, are with Giovanni. Giovanni took them, claiming that their new captures (Yamask, Woobat, ect.) were really his and that they caught them for him. They are all still at TR HQ, and the only reason Jessie has Wobbufet still is because he snuck out to be with her, and Giovanni either doesn’t know about this or care enough to try and get Wobbafet back.

›   James’ parents aren’t pure evil, as far as we know. They are, however, neglectful and selfish.  James mentions how he was always put down as a child and made miserable by his parents, schoolmates, and Jessiebelle. They really don’t care much about James. Example: despite being superrich, they didn’t really put that much effort into looking for him when he ran away, as his ‘missing’ poster depicted him as a child, and by the time he saw them again, he was already a grown man. When he ran away the second time, he presumably argued with them again, but they didn’t really go after him, Meowth, and Jessie. It is revealed later (like, four or five seasons later) that he snuck away, and that  they were still trying to get him back home that entire time.

So that about wraps it up. There must be more, so add in those other deets/comments when you reblog. I tagged all the artists, I would like to tgive them credit where credit is due. I also tagged the blogs that I found the artwork on. Thanks to @pokemonfanthings for helping me with Meowth’s headcannons and offering to post this on her blog first, @pokemonshipsblogwithteamrocket for helping me with Jessie and the part about Rocketshipping, @paradoxinyourpantshorse for correcting some of the errors and reminding me that I am not insane for wasting two hours making this post, and my little sister Meg who told me about the Black & White series, which I didn’t watch until last week (with Japanese subs though). Please share and Peace out!

Hey guys, you know what i just realized? I don’t know if it’s just me being conspiracy theorist or i really see Parallels in my ships. Oh boy, What all these women do to men?… Just look at my poor innocent boys:

- Hunk when Pidge says about Shay being his girlfriend and Hunks nervous reaction and denial

(I love how from sweet sunshine he turned into to angry lion, he is ready to protect her and Coran, serious Hunk guys)

…Getting emotionally exposed…
- Shiro is angry at himself and at that situation
abut Allura being captured, he really want’s to get her back on the team as soon as possible.

(He is so concerned about her, my heart can’t take it, seriously i love Shiro so much, please bring him back in season 3 or at least let me know he is ok, he is the most precious cartoon character ever designed)

…Over their girl - friends…  that they met and admire very much!
- Keith is emotional and impulsive, but he never yelled at anyone like that even Lance, he is just SO. FRICKIN’ ANGRY and kinda sad i think?  jfc Pidge, you can’t leave!  (him) And how the heck he knows she is a girl?
Does he knew that in this episode? Shiro knew that as soon as he realised she is part of the Holts family, Allura knows just because mouses told her, Hunk could know, he is very smart and he is Katies best friend, he knows her for so long and he reads her diary, Coran is super smart and duh he is older man, knows something about women… But Keith??? (*cough*intuition*cough*feelings*cough*emotions*cough*of voltron*cough*)

Keith, I thought that you said “go loose Pidge” not “i’m gonna fight in the name of your dignity and throw this at princess bc i’m over protective impulsive guy”

You know… Their platonic relationships are so good… YEAH…just platonic…

Mhm that’s right…

You know how it is…

…Yeah…RIGHT.