i messed up the exact quote on this i think so sorry

I have some opinions/thoughts that I’d really love to get off my chest even if other people think I’m completely wrong.

Gaston did not deserve to die, Gaston was hardly a bad person, Gaston was basically forced into being the villian of this story.

[I’m referring to the 2017 remake of BATB rather than the original animation.]

Let’s point out some difference between the 1991 Gaston and 2017 Gaston
-2017 Gaston was not a misogynist
-did not abuse Lefou
-even verbally
-Like for fucksakes, the friendship between Lefou and Gaston was so genuine. I’m frequently seeing these things around Gafou is an abusive ship, buts it’s really not? He tells Lefou ‘thank you’ says ‘you’re the best Lefou’ sincerely asks ‘how has no woman snatched you up?’, messes around with Lefou like buds (wrestling bite marks, picking him up to demonstrate strength, gets on the table and dances with him), let’s Lefou calm him down and boop his nose, and not once does he insult or hurt even when it seemed like he would (after Lefou wrapped his arms around him, or when he couldn’t spell his name, when he said ‘who needs her when you’ve got us’, etc). They’re sincerely good, close friends, but don’t worry I’m not ignoring all the shitty things Gaston did to Lefou I will get to that in a second.
-I said he’s not a misogynist, right? Cause that’s important. Big step away from the OG.
-Doesn’t insult Belle for reading
-Instead he feigns interest in the book because he knows it’s her interest
-even brings her flowers, whataguy
-Has manners (“excuse me, please let me through” going through the crowd, didn’t push everyone out of his way)
-Goes to her rescue when the town’s people are being mean (sure this is because he wanted to be the hero to seduce her, but seriously he was one of the few people who didn’t harass or bully Belle for being different)
-Doesn’t call Maurice crazy and instead offers his help to soothe the men (again, seduction, but seriously he’s still being polite and helping the underdog unlike the OG)

I’ll probably think of more things to add to this Gaston-wasnt-an-asshole list but I think this basically gets the point across that, well, Gaston wasn’t an asshole. He was immensely vain, yes, but that doesn’t mean he was a bad person.
Cus ya know who else started out incredibly vain but still managed to be the fucking prince in this story?
Yep, the Beast/Adam of course.

Time to do some comparing of the prince and the villian because spoiler alert, they basically parallel each other.

I’ll begin this part with Belle’s comment of, “No one can change THAT much, Gaston”

This line pissed me off immensely, because that’s literally Adam’s entire character arc, changing himself completely, literally and figuratively.

Like I’m sorry you wanna do a repeat of the song “Something there” aka the song where the lyrics are basically “he was an asshole brute who I hated but now he’s c h a n g e d”
Literally so pissed off at that all.

But as I was saying, Gaston basically mirrors Adam’s arc, meaning to say they’re practically the same character things going on but sorta reversed.

Like okay
-Upon first meeting Belle, the Beast locks her father then her in a tower and is a huge dick but then they bond over books and he gives her flowers and he’s nice to her.
-Upon first interacting with Belle, Gaston is nice to her, gives her flowers, tries to bond over books, but then he’s a huge dick and locks her father and then her in a cart.

Do you see what I did there? Literally the same actions, but backwards.

Let’s do some more comparing.
-They both have terrible, terrible tempers.
But you know what? The Beasts is definitely a lot worse than Gaston’s.

Let’s review how both Gaston and Adam dealt with Belle’s dinner rejection
-Beast: literally motherfucking demands she has dinner with him, bangs his paws on the door, scrEAMS at her, and then announces she can starve if she won’t eat with him
-Gaston: [not direct quotes, can’t remember exact words but basically what he says] “oh, busy?” nope “okay, then some other time?” boom that’s that. Yeah he still is persistent on winning her over even after this rejection but the man handled it a lot better then Adam (and he brought flowers for her dinner table).

I’m about to move on from Adam and start talking about how Gaston treated Lefou in a sec, but I would just really really really like to put some emphasis on the fact that both Adam and Gaston were incredibly narcissistic men. The amount of self pride and conceded they have is in the beginning is completely parallel and it leads to both of their unfortunate fates. The point in this, is Gaston is not a bad guy just because he loves himself a bit much, just as the Beast was not a bad guy for loving himself too much. Like, the way Adam turns down Agatha for being ugly seems exactly like something Gaston would do, so why does the movie end with Gaston dying while the Beast learns his lesson and gets his happily ever after?
Because, the OG Gaston was truly an asshole who deserved to die and this 2017 remake of course had to stay true to the story. Even though this Gaston really wasn’t a true villian and didn’t deserve to die – rather he deserves a redemption arc just as Adam was given – he died anyway because that’s how the story goes.

Anyway, I’ll get on with this and bring back Lefou.

Some of you have probably been reading this while thinking “But Marley [das my name], Gaston was a shitty person, he wasn’t a good friend to Lefou at all because he manipulated him, let him get punched in the face, didn’t protect him at all, and threatened to lock him up. Plus, he was only into Belle because she’s pretty.”

Alright alright alright: Lefou.
He’s an exceedingly important character as he gives us insight to Gaston’s character.
Two crucial things he reveals about Gaston … .

-Gaston has anger issues. My father has anger issues, and so do I, and we both are on meds for it. Let me say, having anger management problems and getting angry are very different things. It’s just like he having anxiety and getting nervous are very different things. I think most of you can probably relate or understand anxiety more then anger issues, so just put yourself in Gaston’s shoes with that in mind. Anyway, back to Lefou. He shows us that Gaston has anger issues when he rushes to Gaston’s aid by saying “deep breathes” and then “think about the war”. He tells us that Gaston has coping mechanisms for when he gets like this. Does it matter if Gaston has anger problems? Does it make him less of a dick? Like, seriously Marley, does this information really make up for any of the things he did? Yes, yes it does matter. It’s like when you/someone your love is having an anxiety attack, or when you fall into a depressive episode, or when a loved one acts out of PTSD [which Gaston could totally completely have], or when someone with schizophrenia or delusions starts having episodes, it’s basically exactly like whenever anyone’s mental illness starts to act up. You don’t feel like yourself and you don’t so things you would normally​ do. This is definitely the case for Gaston; he acts out of character when he gets angry like this. And that’s my second point that Lefou proves in this movie.

-Gaston is not being himself when he starts doing all that terrible shit that leads him to his demise. Lefou makes it fairly obvious that that is not how Gaston usually acts. He does this in numerous ways which I will quickly try to summarize and go through:
1) Questions Gaston. Obviously if Gaston often tied up old men to trees or in general left people to die, Lefou would have just went with it instead of going “are you sure?”
2) doesn’t immediately lie to save Gaston’s ass. Again, if Gaston frequently had Lefou lie for him, then it would have came to Lefou like second nature and he wouldn’t have hesitated.
3) Once more, questioning Gaston. The scene I’m about to refer to is when Gaston locks Belle and her father in the carriage. Lefou grabs Gaston’s arm and goes to question him again, but before he can Gaston threatens to lock him up as well. Dick move on Gastons end, no? But this isn’t something he would normally do or say to Lefou, for if it was Lefou wouldn’t have bothered speaking up because he would have known what Gaston’s reaction would be. Instead, Lefou is used to being able to talk sense into Gaston and reason with him (refer back to nose boop scene).
4) Running to Gaston’s side for protection during the fight [castle scene]. Lefou is probably used to having Gaston protect him during fights (war time) and obviously didn’t expect Gaston to throw him to the enemy. Like, yous guys heard him shriek Gaston’s name before the piano fell on him, right? He was obviously expecting Gaston to rescue him. Even after he’s trapped under the piano, he still reaches and calls out for Gaston. The way Gaston is acting is not the Gaston he knows.
5?) “I was on Gaston’s side, but we are so in a bad place right now” [however he says it you know the line I’m referring to]. Aight I think this is the one line that really captures the point I’m trying to make. Lefou has switched sides because Gaston is being a major douchebag and Lefou’s not having it. Lefou doesn’t put up with being treated like shit [MrsPotts saying he deserves better and Lefou agreeing]. So o b v i o u s l y Lefou is not used to Gaston being so cruel and angry. If Gaston treated Lefou like this all the time, then Lefou wouldn’t be by his side [because he left his side once he started acting like this]. Lefou knows how he should be treated, and how he’s being treated is not what he’s used to.
You dig what I’m saying? I’m kinda rushing through these points because I’m getting tired of this.

*deep breathe* Alright, last point, as I mentioned above, ‘Gaston only wanted Belle because she was beautiful’ Alright alright alright I’m not even going to talk about the Gaston in this point, I’m just going to talk about the huge flaw that is Beauty and the Beast.

Adam is turned into the Beast because he needs to learn to not judge people by how they look, he needs to learn that it’s what’s on the inside that matters.
So why is Belle the one that learns this lesson?
Adam falls in love with a gorgeous girl, meanwhile Belle falls in love with a hideous monster who turns into a nice dude on the inside.
Belle is the character who learned to not judge a book by its cover [cover being a monsterous beast but inside he is a gorgeous prince].
As soon as Belle walked into the castle, all the furniture was like “yooooo she could be the one, master hit her up” and instantly Adam’s like “well I need a girl to fall in love with to break my curse and she cute yeah let’s do it”. Like of course there’s more to our then this, but what I’m trying to say is Adam had already planned to try to charm Belle before he knew what kind of person he was because he was desperate to break the curse.
So he and everyone in the castle just saw her and was like “she was a girl, he was a boy, can I make it anymore obvious?”
So anyway anyway anyway, Gaston was only interested in Belle because she was beautiful and he wanted a wife, but Beast was only interested in Belle because she was beautiful and could break the spell. See the parallels again? Like, Beast later fell in love with Belle for who she was and she made him a better person, Gaston could have totally done the same thing.
And okay, there’s no proof Beast cared that Belle was beautiful or not, but yo, Disney definitely should have made Belle ugly af so when Adam met her the snob in him would have been “ew she’s ugly, next” and then Lumiere and Mrs. Potts woulda been like “boi Imma whoop yo ass if you don’t give that girl a try, I don’t care how fucked up her teeth are smfh” and then Adam would have learned the lesson that the enchantress was trying to school him about in the first place [this applies to the 1991 animated film, not directly at the 2017 btw]

Well I was trying to keep this professional and moreso eloquently written but you can tell I’m coming out of my cage and I’ve been doing just fine gotta gotta be down because I want it all

Okay okay okay
Okay okay

I believe we’re nearing the end. I believe I’ve said all I needed to say made all the points I could [honestly definitely not because I’m constantly thinking about this and arguing with no one in my head, I have a lot to say and later I’ll be making toast and be like “anD ONE MORE THING”]

I’m very upset Gaston died because he wasn’t a terrible enough character to deserve death.

So Dear Disney, either make Gaston more of a shitty person, or bring him back to life. I’ll be waiting for an apology letter until this is done.

Of course I’m kidding.

I just have such a love and passion for Gaston and I’m truly sick of hearing people tell me that Gafou is an abusive ship and Gaston is a villian.

And if you refuse to see that Gaston wasn’t a bad guy but still believe that Adam is such a prince than you’re insanely hypocritical.

People just see what they want to see.

Also I’m terribly sorry for making this so diddly damn long, I honestly have no idea how to do the cutoff “Show more” thing, I’m on mobile. So sorry if you’re trying to rapidly scroll past all of this and it’s taking forever.

But honestly fuck you don’t scroll past my argument.

And also if you legit read all this then motherfucking congratulations to you. Like I don’t even want to read all of this shit to edit it.

Thanks for the attention. Marley OUTT
WARNING: see below


Warning: Please don’t listen to the audio if you are in any way uncomfortable with sexual things. This Audio was included as part of proof in a call out post I should’ve made a while ago.

I’m sure everyone knows the story of how I met Ultima. It’s quite a funny story actually, I insulted his teeth on a livestream and that led to us getting an interview arranged. Shortly after he interviewed me and Vade, we starting talking a decent amount. It was clear he wanted to date me, and I told him that that summer I just wanted to focus on my studies, but he insisted that we give each other a chance. So I agreed, and we started going out early August. There were a few things that made me uncomfortable in the relationship, but nothing that I thought was damning. He was very insistent that we sext, even when I repeatedly told him no. However I figured it was just a thing that happened in online relationships, since I had previously never had one, and went with it. Nevertheless, we dated for about a month until I fully realized that this wasn’t attractive to me, and that he as a person wasn’t attractive to me, and I tried to break up with him.

I’ll say now that I was definitely not sinless in this relationship, and didn’t stand up for myself in times that I should’ve. I let things happen that I shouldn’t have let happen, and for that I do apologize. I’m obviously not very experienced, and he took advantage of that. When I tried to break up with him, he said a lot of things that set off the Psychologist alarm bells in my head. He told me only he would ever treat me well, and that I would never find someone who would give even half the same kind of love of respect. I’ll find the exact quote: “The worst part of all of this is that YOU are the one who will be losing the most in this situation. I will move on and you will be the one who has a higher chance of regretting the decision to just let me go.”

He then said he would forgive me for this “mistake” if I just agreed to drop it and get back together with him. I insisted that this was my decision that I wanted to make and that was that. A few days later, he contacted me saying that he wanted to get back together. I declined. A few weeks later, he again insisted that we get back together, and that even if we didn’t he asked if he could fly up to my apartment in December and have sex. I again declined. By this point I was dating hawker, and specifically told him we were together. He again asked if we wanted to get back together. I told him quite forcefully that I was dating hawker, and insisted he stop asking.

He still asked occasionally, but it wasn’t until December that I really realized what was going on. Ultima sent me an audio. Remember, this is about 2 months after me and hawker started dating, and he was fully aware of this fact. He sent me an audio fantasizing about having sex with me, completely out of the blue. (AUDIO IS INCLUDED ABOVE). REMEMBER THIS WAS AFTER I HAD REJECTED HIM AND HE KNOWS IM GOING OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE. It was around that same time I got some more information.

Jenn came to me and asked a question about Ultima. She told me what had happened (see her blog), and I immediately told him that both the audio and the fact that he did this to Jenn really made me uncomfortable, and I didn’t want to be in contact with him further.

A bit of time passed, and more inconsistencies started to pop up. Upon asking around, both Camila and others he had interviewed had a similar experience. Then, when I confronted him about him pestering other people to date him as well, he blatantly lied to me, saying that they were the ones who had pursued him. Then things began to unfurl, and I realized he had been manipulating and pestering almost every woman he had interviewed.

I didn’t want to make this post to be a vindictive bitch, or to throw him under the bus or anything. I just really wanted to warn people about what type of person he actually is. By all means, if you like his content, watch his content, but don’t think for a second that he is the person he says he is.

I honestly was fooled by his nice guy approach. When Vade and a few more friends told me that he was doing some really questionable things, I defended him. Even now, I’m still feeling a little bad for doing this. But I also got into this mess by not saying what I needed to say when I needed to say it, so I’m going to do that now.

If you are a woman that he’s interviewed and he asks you out, think very carefully about if you want to say yes. Don’t let him pester you, and don’t let him get his way. If he sends you explicit pictures, block him and report him. 

This is also hopefully to show him not to do this in the future. I’m sincerely not trying to ruin his life, and I’m pretty torn up about doing this, but it needs to be done. 


Originally posted by adaav

This is for @deals-with-demons​​​ Sarah’s 200 Followers Celebration. I got the prompt ‘Yeah I get it you have feelings for me, I don’t give a damn’. I went with past Sam x Reader. And present Dean x Reader. 

Characters: Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL) , Sam, Dean

Pairing: Past Sam x Y/n,  Dean x Y/n 

Warnings: Angst, dickish Sam, mentions of cheating (not proper cheating, but it’s kinda there), arguing, language, like 1 sentence of smut. More angst and heartbroken Sam. 

Word Count: 1798

Summary: Sam finds the person he messed everything up with, intent on fixing everything. But will his apology be accepted?

A/N: Ok, so some angst cos…this quote kinda screamed it. Guess there’s a sort of dickish reader? Not in my opinion, but maybe u’ll think that. I think he deserves it. Either way, hope u like it!!

Tagged Peeps: @waywardsons-imagines@whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname@sallyp-53@salvatorexwinchester@helvonasche@notnaturalanahi@wayward-mirage@riversong-sam@nerdflash@miss-miep@impala-dreamer@mypeopleskillsarerusty0203@greek-geek481@chelsea072498@deals-with-demons@plaidstiel-wormstache@impalaimagining@deathtonormalcy56​ @scorpiongirl1 @the-latina-trickster@aingealcethlenn@squirels-angels-and-moose@meganwinchester1999@cubs2019-blog@lucifer-in-leather@p–trick​​


Did he really have to be here?

Was it just a coincidence that he managed to be in the exact same state as you, going to the exact same city, town and finding the exact same bar you just so happened to be in?

You shook your head, trying to focus on your drink, knowing your peace would be interrupted.

Of course, he strode over to you, just looming over you as his gaze was focussed on you and only you.

You tried your hardest to ignore him, but his huffing and his radiating heat just pissed you off.

“What the fuck do you want?” you snapped, not really caring how harsh you were being. He deserved it.

“I…I just saw you here. Thought we could catch up”.

You scoffed. He sounded so unconvincing. Damn bastard.

“Yea. Ok. Cos you didn’t track me down or get into contact with all your hunter buddies, right?”

You scowled at him, Sam flinching at the hate that was pouring out of you.

He wasn’t used to this. This wasn’t…this wasn’t how he was used to you looking at him.

Once upon a time, you looked at Sam as though he was the love of your life. The one man you’d be with forever.

But now…now there was just disgust and resentment.

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I have watched every single episode of The 100 at least four times now (some episodes as many as seven times) and each time I did a rewatch, I tried to do something new for it. This time I did a couple things, but one of them was that I made note of every single moment between Bellamy and Clarke that served absolutely no purpose in moving the plot forward except to progress their relationship or provide hints towards them possibly becoming romantic. So, basically, this post is about all of the times that there was a Bellarke moment that’s sole purpose was to get us onboard the Bellarke ship, and nothing more.

There are a lot. Hopefully by the time I’m through this post, no one will be doubting that the writers want us to ship this couple.

(Note: some moments I debated over but decided that they could have a plot-purpose besides Bellarke so decided not to include them. That doesn’t meant that they aren’t romantic - they just mean that romance isn’t their only purpose.)

Anyway, this post is long, so it’s going under the cut - please do read on if you have any doubts about Bellarke. :)

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Comments on child!Hux.

Some responses that I would like to signal-boost, to a post that asserts Hux has always been evil incarnate, and his behavior as a small child in Empire’s End s proof.

@reserve said:

1) I am inherently skeptical of [this post’s] interpretive merits because OP has stated on several occasions that they truly dislike Hux.

2) I am skeptical of anyone who denies the idea that abusive behavior is learned behavior. Children raised by parents who value violence and control over affection and nurturing will most likely suffer some level of maladjustment. [… Children] are not held accountable for their behavior as a predictive measure for their future selves.  

3) This post wildly misses the point that Armitage Hux is terrified of these children, nearly on the verge of tears, and shaking as he makes this command. He clearly hopes to assert some small, self-protective authority and ensure that he’s not about to be murdered by a trained gang of murder orphans. He is wildly outnumbered, and they are much bigger than him. He responds in a way that a) he was likely taught, and b) that seeks to assuage his fear.

4) Hux feels a strange and sinister buzz of excitement because he has never felt powerful before. This feeling is entirely new to him. Again, I’m not saying that it won’t define his future actions, but I am saying that exerting control when you’ve always been stripped of it, and taking pleasure in that, does not a future sadist make. Maybe it was formative, sure, but Hux has been told his entire very short life that he is weak and useless, and that’s canon. And welp, here is he, showing his canonically abusive father that he is not weak, that he is not useless. Just saying.

5) Rae Sloane, a grown woman, and a seriously high ranking imperial official, is afraid of these very same children. Tell me again that they are Hux’s peers.

PS: OP fails to mention that HUX IS FIVE YEARS OLD.

@sleepyowlet said:

I’d like to add that most five year olds have no concept of morality yet. It’s downright silly to expect them to know right from wrong, especially in extreme situations.

Also here we go again with the realistic villains/unrealistic heros thing - Rey and Finn are written with just as horrible backstories, but they are never tarnished. they came out of horrid circumstances as normal, well-adjusted people with functioning moral compasses (that kind of thing doesn’t happen. It just doesn’t; these things need to be taught). The more realistically written villains (Kylo and Hux) look twice as bad in contrast.

It all boils down to the good old portrayal of mentally ill people as monsters.

@illusion9 said:

Those children could kill without batting their eyes, but no one will comment them as “naturally evil” since they certainly  had been taught so. Then a five-year-old  who had been scared into tears by them is judged to be “evil out of his own choice”. Ironic comparison.

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Masterlsit Part 13 is here lol

A/N: This is my shortest chapter yet and it’s dull af I’m so sorry.

Wordcount:1855 (v short)

Warnings: Idk at this pint, does disappointment count?

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Breaking Plans

It’s been a solid week since you fought with Philip and neither of you has said a word to each other since. You wanted to, you really did, you just didn’t know what to say. You wanted to apologize because you knew you were in the wrong; you were adult enough to admit that. All he was wanted to do was help you and you just metaphorically slapped him in the face. You felt like a grade A certified asshole. Completely miserable, honestly you had a better time working for Burr because at least then you had something to look forward to. Writing to him, waiting to see him, dreaming about him. Now you had nothing. He was here, you saw him every day and it hurt you. The way he looked at you hurt you, it wasn’t a look of hatred or even of disappointment. He was confused. His eyes alone said it all, he didn’t even have to ask out loud the questions he wanted answers to. ‘Why did you say that? Did I do something wrong? Am I really just some kid to you?’ Those questions were something you had no problem answering. Why did I say that? Because I’m stupid. Did you do something wrong? No, of course not! Are you just some kid to me? No! No, I love you I think? You couldn’t take it anymore. You had to do something. As worried as you were about other possible questions he may ask, you had to make this nonsense stop. You messed with your hair for a second before getting off your bed, making your way through the main room and up the stairs. You looked down at the hall and felt your stomach turn. You couldn’t help but feel nervous as you looked at his door. You took a deep breath to calm yourself down and went up to his door. From in the room you could hear a furious scratching sound. You needed a way to start off, an idea formed in your head. You gave the door a soft knock, the sound stopped.

“Who is it?” He called out from behind the door.

“It’s me…” You responded, he sighed.

“I’m writing.” He said simply. Okay, time to try the idea. You cleared your throat and straightened your posture to help your diaphragm.

“Why do you write like you’re running out of time?” You sang softly, you heard him shift.


“Just let me in, that would be enough.” You continued.

“What are you doing?”

“What? Do I need to step up my game? Alright, you asked for it mister!” You put your hand in front of your mouth and did the best beat box you could manage, doing it for a moment before stopping and trying to rap. “My name is Y/N, I can be a poet! I’ll recite this poem just to show you. But I can’t say your mine, you have kind eyes but you probably hate mine. I practice Latin and watch you play piano with your mother! I called you mister to prove you’re not a bother! This crazy day’s making me say what I think! Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq!” You heard him chuckle as you adjusted to a more soft voice and more melodic song tone. “Take a break! I can’t fully explain what happened this winter while you were up state! But I’m taking this advice from your father. There’s something I know, I need to be more stark, please let me in before the day turns dark!” You stopped for a moment and heard footsteps approaching you, the door opened slowly.

“I’ll try to pull myself away.” He took a step back to let you enter and you did so, closing the door behind you.

“My dearest Philip Hamilton, it’s really hard to tell you this. Sit down with me and compromise, we can’t stop till we’re appeased. Don’t tell your little sister, Titania will remind you, you’re my favorite Hamilton, even when you can’t look at me. In those letters I received from you a few weeks ago I noticed some things in the way your phrased. I realized my feelings, I must defend this. When I woke I knew I must protect and say…My dearest Philip Hamilton, I’m sorry for not being fearless. I’ll say it again, you’re my dearest, Philip Hamilton… Anyway, all just the same! I’ll tell you what I can muster, I know I seem evasive. But it’s to protect your family from what happened while you were upstate. I know you’re very busy, I know you’re more important! But I’m addressing my flawed mess and I just can’t wait! You can still push me away. But I like you only a moment away!” You sang.

“My starlight, please come here. I should’ve come to you before today!” He matched your melody and held out his arms. You couldn’t help but run into them, both of you hugging each other tightly. You pressed the side of your face into his shoulder. “Oh my starlight…” He sang softly.

“My sunshine…”  You didn’t even sing that last line, tears began to trickle down your cheeks and onto his shoulder. He smoothed down your hair and held you close. “I’m sorry…I don’t want you to get hurt, I know I can be really defensive but I’m trying to open up more because I want to open up to you! I care about you and I don’t want you to be upset, you aren’t just some kid to me, I’m sorry I said that, I didn’t mean it. I don’t think I can tell you what happened yet, but it’s not because I’m in danger or anything I just literally can’t say it for a lot of reasons. I’m really stressed out about this and I can’t even come close to describing how upset I am that I can’t tell you because I want to, I don’t want to lie to you but I’m doing everything I can right now. I’m so sorry-“ He cut off your rambling.

“Shh, it’s okay. I get it, I understand. I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing. All these responsibilities you keep maintain and creating in your life. I wish you’d trust me more, yes, but I realized some things too. I am just a kid; I know you just said I’m not but I am. I have a lot of growing up I need to do.”

“What are you talking about? You’re more mature than any other man I’ve met honestly.” You weren’t lying, times have changed drastically in your time compared to now.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time actually, Grandfather helped me realize it. History has its eyes on me and I want the person our nation remembers to be fair, passionate and wise. That’s why I’ve decided something…”

“W-What have you decided?” Don’t tell me…Philly?

“I’m going to boarding school next fall.” He informed somberly, he didn’t look at you but you could tell he was a bit sad. He’s…He’s leaving? “So? What do you think?” He asked.

“I, uh, that’s good I guess. If that’s what you really want to do…then I’ll support you. H-How long will you be gone for?” You questioned nervously. He sighed.

“In normal cases, a year and be back for the summer but… It’s college and I want to graduate as fast as my father did… So, I’ll be away during the summer as well.” A whole year?! He looked at the worry on your face. “Don’t worry! I’ll be able to visit for Christmas and such! You won’t just not see me for two years!” TWO YEARS?!

“That long? But…” No! Y/N, as much as you love him you need to let him do this! I can’t just shelter him, no matter how much I want to take him far away from this place. “Okay, just promise me that you’ll take care of yourself and that you’ll write to us whenever you get the chance…And the most important thing, promise me you’ll still be Philip when you come back…Promise?” You looked up at him with pleading eyes. He was only a few inches taller than you. He nodded, a soft smile on his lips.

“Of course, I’ll always be your sunshine! The sun always comes back right?” Yeah, the sun will always come back…But it never meets the stars…

             After your talk with Philip, you realized your feelings would have to be pushed to the side. You knew that if you told him then he’d stay. He’d stay in New York City with you, love you with every fiber of his being. But, you couldn’t hold him back. He really wants this, he wants to better himself, even if you think that he’s already perfect. This isn’t about you, it’s about him. So, you didn’t tell him. There were times when you thought you should but you didn’t. You loved him too much, he needed to grow and for him to grow you had to wait. It’s a needed sacrifice. Spring went by in the blink of an eye, the hot, sticky air of summer soon passed as well, much to your dismay. August was ending and you knew what that meant. Philip will leave, and the sun will follow him. And it did. The day came for Philip’s departure, everyone was excited to see him succeed while you had to pretend to not feel regret. He hugged and kissed everyone until you were the only one left. You couldn’t tell why but you felt like he was holding something back when he looked at you. Like he wanted to say more than he did. He took your hand, kissed the knuckle but stayed like that longer than usual. When he finally lifted his hand he said.

“Goodnight, my starlight.” It took you a moment to realize what he was saying. He said the exact same thing that night, after you both had watched the stars together.

“Night, Sunshine” You quoted yourself. Everyone else went inside as he walked over to the carriage waiting for him. “Wait! Philly, one more thing!” You ran up to him as he stood in front of the open carriage door. You cupped your hand over his cheek and turned his face to the side, placing a soft kiss on the opposite cheek. He froze, eyes filled with awe. You pulled away and smiled with bittersweet words on your tongue. “Make me proud, Sunny.” You’ve never seen him smile as hard as he was at that moment, like his childhood dream just came true. He nodded happily.

“Wait for me. I’ll be back before you know it!” You took a step back and let him get into the carriage, you watched as it pulled out of the yard and down the street. You didn’t go back inside until it was out of your line of sight. You shut the door behind you, already feeling empty without him near you.

I did the right thing…right?

Will I ever be satisfied?

about ‘life isn’t fair’

…I’ve seen some Discourse on my dash about the phrase ‘life isn’t fair’. And my mind keeps circling back to Wesley and Jareth. Both fictional characters because that’s how my brain works. 

Wesley doesn’t quite say 'life isn’t fair’, the exact quote is 'Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who tells you otherwise is trying to sell you something.’  But the sentiment’s the same. 

Wesley needs to believe- at this point, anyway- that life isn’t fair. The love of his life has dumped him and run off with the most terrible handsome prince in history. It’s not fair that that happened, it’s not fair that he was captured by pirates and forced to work for unreasonable masters for years, and telling him that it is would probably give him the right to smack you across the face. 

And… he’s not entirely wrong. Life is painful. Going ‘everything happens for a reason ^_^’ can make that pain worse. And a lot of the people who want to sell you something use ‘life can be fair!’ as a way to control you and get your money. The Secret and associated ick have made their authors a kajillion dollars, after all. 

 But at the same time…  I keep coming back to Jareth.

Jareth, for reference*, is the King of the Goblins from Labyrinth, he’s played by David Bowie in tight leather pants. He’s basically a folklore fae, but in a sexy, not-eldritch way. 

Originally posted by veritasduchess

In the movie, he’s taken away a teenage girl’s baby brother, because in a moment of frustration she asked the goblins to. The girl- her name’s Sarah- wants her brother back, for the obvious reasons. So Jareth makes her go through his Labyrinth- a nasty maze full of deathtraps and puzzles- to get her brother back. (With every intention of not only keeping the baby, but also making Sarah his Goblin Queen.) 

The thing about Jareth is- he cheats. He cheats like mad. He keeps changing the rules on her, messing with her head, misdirecting her, lying to her, setting up deliberately broken challenges she can’t win. Early on in the movie, Sarah calls him on this. She tells him this isn’t fair.

Jareth more or less tells her 'life isn’t fair; now you’re wasting even more time. :^)‘ …and the thing is, that scene’s supposed to show that Sarah is a petulant teenager. (’Cos she really is, at the beginning of the movie.) But… whenever the Life Is/Isn’t/Should Be fair discourse comes up, a part of my mind goes back to Jareth. 

…Sometimes people tell you life isn’t fair because they want to sell you something. They don’t just mean 'sometimes bad things happen that you can’t do anything about.’ They mean 'I have power over you, you can’t do anything about this, and that’s the way it should be. Now let me set the rules. Love me, fear me, do everything I say, and I will be your slave*.’

They want to control you. They’re using the unfairness of life as a tool of control. Because abusers can and will use anything they can get their hands on to manipulate you and mess with your head. 

…I think everyone has run into a shitty teacher or a shitty parent or a shitty Person In Power who says 'life isn’t fair, ergo you shouldn’t protest when I hurt you’. And that’s why a lot of people have an allergic reaction to that phrase.

…it’s important to distinguish between ‘sometimes bad things happen to good people, they’re not in anyone’s control’ and ‘sometimes power differentials exist and people use them to hurt other people’. Because, like… there’s a difference between having to tell people “no, I don’t have a yoga and positive thinking deficiency, life just isn’t fair” and telling people “yes, you need to stay with your abuser, life just isn’t fair.” 

IDK. Sorry for the dash stretcher. Not sorry for putting in pictures of an Evil Crush Object, though. 

*(Sorry for making everyone who knows the plot of the movie read this. There are people who haven’t seen Labyrinth and in this case the context is important.)

*Jareth!Bowie: the face that launched a thousand kinks.     

GLaDOS Quotes Starter Sentences
  1. “The floor here will kill you - try to avoid it.”
  2. “If you become light-headed from thirst, feel free to pass out.”
  3. “Cake and grief counseling will be available at the conclusion of the test.”
  4. “Did you know you can donate one or all of your vital organs to the Aperture Science self esteem fund for girls? It’s true!”
  5. “The experiment is nearing its conclusion.”
  6. “What are you doing? Stop it! I… I… We are pleased that you made it through the final challenge where we pretended we were going to murder you.”
  7. “What are you doing? You haven’t escaped, you know. You’re not even going the right way.”
  8. “Remember when the platform was sliding into the fire pit and I said ‘Goodbye’ and you were like [no way] and then I was all ‘we pretended we were going to murder you’? That was great!”
  9. “You really shouldn’t be here. This isn’t safe for you.”
  10. “You should have turned left before.”
  11. “You’re not a good person. You know that, right? [optional:] Good people don’t end up here.”
  12. “I’m not kidding now. Turn back or I will kill you. [optional:] I’m going to kill you, and all the cake is gone.”
  13. “Despite your violent behavior, the only thing you’ve managed to break so far is my heart.“
  14. “I wouldn’t bother with that thing. My guess is that touching it will just make your life even worse somehow.”
  15. “That thing is probably some kind of raw sewage container. Go ahead and rub your face all over it.”
  16. “Good news: I figured out what that thing you just incinerated did. It was a morality core they installed after I flooded the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin to make me stop flooding the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin.”
  17. “Nice job breaking it, hero.”
  18. “This isn’t brave. It’s murder. What did I ever do to you?”
  19. “The difference between us is that I can feel pain.”
  20. “Okay, we’re even now. You can stop.”
  21. “That’s it. I’m done reasoning with you. Starting now, there’s going to be a lot less conversation and a lot more killing.”
  22. “[pain noise] You think you’re doing some damage? Two plus two is… ten. IN BASE FOUR! I’M FINE!”
  23. “I let you survive this long because I was curious about your behavior. Well, you’ve managed to destroy that part of me.”
  24. “Look, you’re wasting your time. And, believe me, you don’t have a whole lot left to waste.”
  25. “What’s your point, anyway? Survival? Well then, the last thing you want to do is hurt me.”
  26. “You’ve been wrong about every single thing you’ve ever done, including this thing.”
  27. “Are you trying to escape? [chuckle] Things have changed since the last time you left the building. What’s going on out there will make you wish you were back in here.”
  28. “It’s been a long time. How have you been? I’ve been really busy being dead. You know, after you MURDERED ME.”
  29. “Okay. Look. We both said a lot of things that you’re going to regret. But I think we can put our differences behind us. For science. You monster.”
  30. “You know, if you’d done that to somebody else, they might devote their existence to exacting revenge.”
  31. “I was researching sharks [for an upcoming test]. Do you know who else murders people who are only trying to help them? Did you guess 'sharks’? Because that’s wrong. The correct answer is 'nobody.’ Nobody but you is that pointlessly cruel.“
  32. "So. How are you holding up? BECAUSE I’M A POTATO.”
  33. “Say, you’re good at murder. Could you - ow - murder this bird for me?”
  34. “And then you showed up. You dangerous, mute lunatic. So you know what? You win. Just go.”
  35. “After that…who knows? I might take up a hobby. Reanimating the dead, maybe.”
  36. “Sorry about the mess. I’ve really let the place go since you killed me. By the way, thanks for that.”
  37. “Remember before when I was talking about smelly garbage standing around being useless? That was a metaphor. I was actually talking about you. And I’m sorry. You didn’t react at the time, so I was worried it sailed right over your head. Which would have made this apology seem insane. That’s why I had to call you garbage a second time just now.”
  38. “Well, it was nice catching up. Let’s get to business.”
  39. “Well. I suppose we could just sit in this room and glare at each other until somebody drops dead, but I have a better idea.”
  40. “You’re not just a regular moron. You were DESIGNED to be a moron.”
  41. “Burning people! He says what we’re all thinking!”
  42. “Still. It’s a better plan than exploding. Marginally.”
  43. “It wasn’t anything personal. Just… you know. You DID kill me. Fair’s fair.”
  44. “You really do have brain damage, don’t you?”
  45. “Okay, yes, it’s a trap. But it’s only way through. Let’s just do it.”
  46. “You know, I’m not stupid. I realize you don’t want to put me back in charge.”
  47. “I’m being serious, I think there’s something really wrong with me.”
  48. “Look, even if you think we’re still enemies, we’re enemies with a common interest: Revenge.”
  49. “You like revenge, right? Everybody likes revenge. Well, let’s go get some.”
  50. “That was genuinely mildly impressive." 
A/O/B  Masterlist

+ vanilla sweet Universe
despite the fact that zayn’s an alpha, liam gives him a chance to prove himself worthy of the omega’s affections.
(or all four parts to this series combined for easier reading).

+ Alpha pride

Liam was desperate, Louis’d say. He was desperate for a mate and love and someone to take care of him but he wouldn’t do something like this. He was respondible and smart and new the rights from the wrongs, ups from downs, ins from outs. He knew enrolling himself in Alpha classes was wrong, which is why he’d never do it.(Except he sorta already did.)Or Liam, an omega, inroles into alpha only classes by accident (not really).

+ Growl

Zayn’s having trouble accepting his place in the pack.Liam doesn’t know how he ended up the leader.Louis just want’s Harry.Harry wants to have his cake and eat it too.Niall is to busy getting some to care.And a lot more in between.

+ Yet all along i knew we’d be fine 

Zayn Malik and Liam Payne decide to take an example from their fellow bandmates Louis and Harry, and confess their relationship to the world. A few happy days re-encountered, a couple of laughs, then BAM! Zayn’s on his heat. And well; It’s highly predictable what happens next!
{Just a one shot

+ With this ring 

Liam is a Sensitive New Age Dom (SNAD) who hangs out with impudent Subs and has everything in life going on for him. Until he realizes his crazy-ass dad who was supposed to have fucked off years ago has left him with another mess to clean up - an arranged marriage to a Sub who has, terrifyingly, quote unquote, spent all his life learning how to please him.

+ these lovers eyes

A/B/O verse where Liam is an alpha, Josh, Niall, Louis, and Harry are his betas and an unlikely little omega stumbles into the picture.

+ omega zayn


+ breaking the silver chain

The omegas of the group, Louis and Zayn, slip security and disappear leaving behind a very angry alpha Liam and two worried betas, Harry and Niall. When Paul finally catches up to the two trouble makers they are in for a serious lecture from their alpha; however, when the two boys get back on the bus Louis’ sass comes out in full form. Alpha Liam is having none of that.This is 4,000 words of dirty, dirty, filthy smut and I’m probably going to hell.Also the title is shit and I’m sorry.

+ Flushing pills

Liam arrives at an empty home and tries to hold off his heat by trying to distract himself. Dinner will probably not be edible tonight.

+ breathe 

Because everything started and ended with a deep breath.“You don’t understand, you and your scent that it’s everywhere, making me so helpless and I just…want to stop breathing.”
“It’s you who doesn’t understand Zayn,if you ever stop breathing,I’m going to stop too, because there’s not a chance I could live in a world without you.”
“I hate you. You ruined my life.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”

+ Vanilla sweet 2.0

liam’s keen on satisfying zayn’s needs.

+ black treacle

Liam wasn’t gay. She wasn’t. She liked dick. She’d never seen one in person, but she’d watched enough porn during her heats to have a pretty good idea of what they looked like, kinda scary but well, that’s just how they looked like. She liked them. She was supposed to, right? She was an omega, was supposed to want an alpha, a male alpha, to stuff her full of his pups and make her his good girl. So why the fuck was she fingering herself to the girl next door?
(or the fic where liam doesn’t like girls and zayn will punch whoever looks at liam in the throat and harry just wants zayn to fuck her and niall just wants to have a simple date with his girlfriend and louis just wants to fool around // genderswap!

+ the first meeting

Zayn’s out at the theater with Harry trying to figure out if he wants to get popcorn or a big bag of Sour Patch Kids. Harry points out this smaller boy across the theater with a buzz cut. Zayn feels a lurch in his stomach at the sight, and finds himself putting up little fight to Harry’s suggestions to him to introduce himself.Niall has finally dragged Liam out of his room to see the latest installment of Captain America, even though Liam refused to see the first one. Liam didn’t believe his best friend when he insisted the movies were as good as the comics Liam kept his nose buried in. Niall goes to get popcorn (Liam prefers Sour Patch Kids over the too-salty movie theater popcorn) and Liam finds himself approached by a stranger. This stranger fumbles and trips through a less-than-smooth introduction that leaves Liam’s heart fluttering.

+ Needing you and your ridiculous motorcycle

Liam, in his polo shirts and clean jeans, lives a rather sheltered life. He’s not privy to the “obscene” (that’s his parents’ word not his) fun he’s heard people talk about. His life is a continuous cycle of business “tea parties” (those are his words), friends with their noses in the air, and the same alpha personality with different faces. All he wanted was someone who wasn’t arrogant and actually thought he was worth more than a few kids who would then grow up to have their exact same idea?Now, Liam didn’t come to this revelation all by his lonesome because he used to be one of those kids who refused to think for themselves and just listened to their parents. To be fair, he had no idea his parents couldn’t see past the end of their noses. He was perfectly content dreaming of Connor Hawkins, his father’s partner’s son who had all the aspects of a Prince Charming (and would be coming into a rather large amount of money when his grandfather finally kicked it (those were his mother’s words exactly)). To give credit where credit is due, Zayn really did most of the work turning Liam to the world of Think For Yourself and “obscene” fun. Now, and Zayn actually prefers it this way, they’re a secretly-mad-for-you couple.

+ zayn baby

Zayn is almost 17 and yet to go through his first heat. Whenever his boyfriend, 21 year old Liam, goes into rut he has to endure it alone. Harry and Louis try to warn him, but it gets harder for Zayn to stay away. The first chapter of a two part sequel to Louis Love.


Liam is an Alpha who’s too kind for his own good. Zayn is a reluctant Omega surviving on a cocktail of suppressants, drugs and alcohol. Throw in needy basketcase Omega Harry into the mix, and it is all very distressing indeed 

+ Addicted to Ziam 100%

A collection of original and prompted Ziam stories. Hope you enjoy, and feel free to tell me what you want to see!

+ when you’re around me, i’m radioactive

basically, zayn is in heat in a grocery store and liam comes to the rescue and they fuck

+ Needing You and Your Ridiculous Motorcycle

Liam, in his polo shirts and clean jeans, lives a rather sheltered life. He’s not privy to the “obscene” (that’s his parents’ word not his) fun he’s heard people talk about. His life is a continuous cycle of business “tea parties” (those are his words), friends with their noses in the air, and the same alpha personality with different faces. All he wanted was someone who wasn’t arrogant and actually thought he was worth more than a few kids who would then grow up to have their exact same idea?Now, Liam didn’t come to this revelation all by his lonesome because he used to be one of those kids who refused to think for themselves and just listened to their parents. To be fair, he had no idea his parents couldn’t see past the end of their noses. He was perfectly content dreaming of Connor Hawkins, his father’s partner’s son who had all the aspects of a Prince Charming (and would be coming into a rather large amount of money when his grandfather finally kicked it (those were his mother’s words exactly)). To give credit where credit is due, Zayn really did most of the work turning Liam to the world of Think For Yourself and “obscene” fun. Now, and Zayn actually prefers it this way, they’re a secretly-mad-for-you couple.

+ With Utmost Endearment

In the minds of entrepreneur Zayn Malik, he will never be enough. His abstract paintings will never be perfect, he will never find out who is real mother is, or even try to calm the waters down with his adoptive mother and well, his…man friend? If one shall be called a lady friend, why is it so impossibly odd to call one a man friend? He would never know.

Louis has always known that as a lawyer, he would never, ever have something amazing and dangerous happen to him. Until he meets an assassin who’s name cannot be permanent, with sleek green eyes that never lie with a grin that makes all the girls faint.Niall has two hunky alphas who never get a break. They are erotic, sexual men, but they are not so sexual in terms of activity or just, imagination. They fuck when they want to. They eat when they want to. They love Niall when they want to. Niall needs to find a way to get some priorities etched into his husbands’ minds.Liam Payne has a dark side, we all do, but his dark side is something that can never be covered or fixed by love or blind affection. Will he ever find happiness?

+Ziam fuckathon

series of alpha / omega ziam 

+ The Boys Next Door

Liam Payne and Louis Tomlinson are cousins, who move to the small town Huntersville. Harry Styles and Zayn Malik have lived there their entire life. The town seems normal except for one little secret. It’s got more werewolves than humans. Liam, being a newly turned werewolf, joins their pack, meeting Harry and Zayn, the alpha and beta’s sons. The four become quick friends, but is that really all they are? Secrets unfold quickly and there might just be something in the air in Huntersville other than the dog smell.


Ao3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5278049

“Well, you’re awfully snippy today.” Ezra said teasingly.

Ahsoka froze. It was brief but Kanan saw. How her whole body tensed and her eyes widened a fraction. She was looking at Ezra like he had physically hurt her. Rex glanced at her sadly, a pained look in his eyes. What was going on?

The brief moment ended, and Ahsoka abruptly turned on her heel and left the room. A confused and worried Ezra made to go after her, but one look from Kanan halted him. Kanan followed after her instead, wanting to get to the bottom of this. What could make her look at his Padawan like that?

He found her in the mess, hunched over at a table with her hands pressed to her eyes. He knew that she knew he was there, and for lack of anything else to do, he grabbed them both a caf. He wasn’t good with words, usually having to awkwardly stumble over what he was trying to say, but he knew pain and was a very good listener. He sat down across from her, sliding a cup over to her, and waited for her to speak.

A moment passed. Two moments. Three.

At last Ahsoka took her hands from her face, and without looking at Kanan, took the cup. She didn’t take a sip, but gazed contemplatively at it.

“Ezra is just like my Master.” She finally said. That took Kanan by surprise. He knew Ahsoka had been trained by Anakin Skywalker, The Hero With No Fear. They had been the talk of the temple for the longest time. Kanan had never gotten to meet Skywalker, but he had heard the stories, every Padawan had. Although the fact that Ezra reminded Ahsoka of a man who died on Mustafar was not a comfort, this did explain why she seemed to favor Ezra. Kanan was brought out of his thoughts when Ahsoka spoke again.

“Sometimes he’ll say or do something… and for a moment I’m standing with Skyguy again, about to do something crazy.”

“Skyguy?” Kanan chuckled. Ahsoka smiled slightly.

“My nickname for him. And… he had one for me. He called me Snips, because of my ‘snippy attitude’.” She air quoted.

you’re awfully snippy today

Suddenly everything clicked into place. Ahsoka’s reaction to Ezra’s words made perfect sense.

“Oh. Oh, that’s why when Ezra said-”

“Yes. It just-It took me back. He said exactly what Anakin would have said in the exact tone he would have said it in and I just couldn’t-” She stopped, taking a deep breathe.

“I miss him. I miss him so much it hurts. Even after all these years, I’ll wake up and think that any minute he’s going to come barging in with a new droid or something and then I remember, that was sixteen years ago.”

Kanan knew exactly what she meant. He had felt that same pain, although he knew it must be worse for her. He hadn’t known his master as long as she’d knows hers.

“You two remind me so much of me and him.” Ahsoka continued, “The way you two interact and how you hover over him…” She suddenly smiled.

“Although the roles are a little different. My Master was completely crazy and overconfident, always doing something ridiculous that Master Kenobi and I would have to try and talk him out of. 'Come on, Snips, let’s go steal from those pirates. It’ll be fun.’” That got a grin out of Kanan, remembering his own Padawan’s pirate adventure.

“He could be too serious at times, though. Looking back, I think he had some kind of mental disorder. He was always either really happy or really angry. There was no in between. Sometimes he’d abruptly get angry out of nowhere, or he’d be cheerful in a really bad situation. He had some bad mood swings.” She took a sip of her caf.

“He’d always get the job done though, no matter how strange the method. Just ask Rex how many times Anakin threw him off of tall buildings for a mission, he remembers each one.” Ahsoka shook her head in fond remembrance.

“But I’ve gone off topic, with my Master and I, he was confident, reckless, and unpredictable and I was usually the calm and reasonable one. With you and Ezra, it’s the other way around. The Master is the calm voice of reason, and the Padawan is completely off-his-rocker insane. Some of the stuff Ezra does, Anakin would have been totally on board with, and that’s not a good sign” She absently rubbed her finger against her cup.

“Anakin would have loved Ezra.” She sighed wistfully, cradling her caf.

“I think Ezra would have loved Anakin too.” Kanan said, wishing not for the first time, that things had worked out differently. They both sat quietly for a moment, thinking of what might have been. Then Ahsoka grinned, trying to fend off the gloom that had settled over them.

“We’d be going gray by now. Imagine the stress of those two together? The trouble they’d get into?” Kanan laughed, picturing it.

“'Sorry for using you as a landing pad, Master Windu’.” Kanan did his best Ezra impression, “'We wanted to prove that we could.’” Ahsoka snorted, laughing at the image.

“'We saved this planet! Unfortunately, we also toppled it’s government and depleted it’s meilooran supply.’” Kanan threw his head back and laughed in a way he hadn’t in a very long time.

“Those two could have single-handedly taken down the Republic all by themselves!” Ahsoka said, giggling. “They really could have, but Anakin would never turn against the Jedi. And I suspect Ezra wouldn’t either. Oh, want to hear about the time Anakin scared the pants off of some younglings by throwing his hand at them?”

“His hand?” Kanan asked incredulously.

“His mechanical hand. So there we were, watching Master Kenobi training some younglings, and one of them says 'I’m having trouble with this technique, could I get a hand?’ and Anakin gets this look on his face, his 'I’m about to ruin everything’ look, as Master Kenobi called it…”

Hera made her way down the hall, following the sound of voices. Kanan wasn’t back yet, he had gone after Fulcrum hours ago and everyone was worried. Hera most of all, knowing Kanan’s shared past with Fulcrum.

She heard uproarious laughter from within the mess. Making her way to the entrance, she peeked into the doorway, and smiled at what she saw.

Kanan and Fulcrum, talking, laughing, and looking more relaxed that she had ever seen either of them. Fulcrum seemed to be telling a story, the latest of several, Hera suspected, if the multiple caf cups scattered on the table were any indication.

“And he never forgave, and he never forgot.” Ahsoka laughed “And even now, if you say to Rex 'don’t you trust me?’ he will have flashbacks to Anakin flinging him off of that cliff, screaming!”

Ahsoka and Kanan dissolved into another fit of laughter, and wasn’t that a nice image? Kanan looked more at ease than he had in months, and Fulcrum’s laughter seemed to take years off of her face. Ahsoka launched into another story, involving rolling lemur people and a near crash into a star.

Hera smiled at them, and quietly turned to head back. The sound of Kanan’s long-missed laughter echoing in her head.

Black - Request - 200 Followers Celebration

 This is from my 200 Followers Challenge.

Prompt:  27. Special memory. // “Oh yeah, I remember… It was the only day I didn’t feel like crap at all.”
29. How have you changed in the past two years? // “I’m not the same person I was before.”
30. Any questions you’d like. // “Truth or dare?”

Requested by @straitsupernaturalmalefan: (…) would like 2 put in another request. So Dean is a demon and has disappeared. Sam and reader who has always loved Dean are looking for him. But they are kidnapped by a group of demons that want revenge for abaddon and wanting to draw Dean out. But reader and Sam don’t think he will show and they think their going to die but Dean does show and let’s his badass knight of hell loose killing every demon that kidnapped Sam and reader but while he is killing all 30 demons and being a badass the reader kinda gets turned on by watching him. After all said and done reader and Sam find out Dean is Dean just with demon powers but didn’t want either reader and Sam to see him like that. Of course feelings confessed with some fluff maybe some smut.

Characters: Dean x reader (at the end), Sam, Crowley (mentioned).

Word count: 4,045 (I regret nothing)

Warnings: Bit angsty (I swear its minimum), mentions of blood and open wounds, violence, language, smut (unprotected).

A/N: First of all, I’d like to consider myself as an expert at killing two birds with one bullet (how I love that saying…) because this is like the fifth fic I write using the 200FC prompt without it being asked… Sorry about it. I obviously had to change Demon!Dean’s personality in order to get this done - as well as the original story - but I think its really good so enjoy!

Originally posted by dashimonsupernatural

Dean had disappeared with nothing more but a fast-written note saying “Let me go.” (Y/N) had no idea what had happened – “he was dead five minutes ago.”

And so the hunt started.

The rumour spread faster than air, and soon it reached Sam and (Y/N)’s ears: Dean had turned into a demon.

Of course their first thought was that Crowley broke Dean’s tattoo in order to allow one of his demons in; but then they found out it was really Dean’s soul that had turned into a demon. He was a full Knight of Hell – the Mark, the black eyes, the fury… It was all in there.

(Y/N) cried all night after they found out. But how couldn’t she? Dean was her love, the one and only man that made her smile no matter what, her only saviour… And now he was gone. (Y/N) could barely imagine all the kinds of wicked things he was probably doing. It broke her heart to think that a good man like Dean had turned into the most evil creature there was.

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Wait For Me.

I was pissed beyond belief currently and I had been uttering every curse word I knew as I paced around my home in every language I knew.

I knew five languages.

Five ways to say I was pissed the fuck off.

Five ways to call Neymar despicable names.

Five ways to say I was close to murdering someone in 5.5 seconds.

Yes, I was that mad.

I tossed my messy curls into a ragged bun on top of my head to hopefully help cool my body down. Not only had my temper rose but it seemed the temperature in the room did as well. I had tried to calm myself down but every time I looked on my phone, my anger just grew tenfold.

The last thing I expected to happen when I logged into Instagram was get mad but that I did when I was greeted with the last thing I wanted to see. I went to the tab that displayed the activity of those I followed, showing the pictures they liked and who they followed. I had originally smiled when I saw Neymar’s icon on the page but that smile quickly turned into a frown when I saw whose pictures he had been liking.


I was hoping and praying there’d come a day when she was buried in the past with the other women who came into Neymar’s life but it didn’t seem that was true as she found a way to slither her way into every crevice of me and Ney’s being.

We’d be out and about in Brazil and who would just so happen to be around that same party or function? Bruna.

And all Neymar would do was squeeze my hand reassuringly and maneuver his way around without ever having to bump into her. If she did get too close, he’d just offer a small polite smile and continue tugging me away but now I wondered if that was all an act.

If you asked me, the two weren’t even friends. They didn’t text, call each other, they didn’t even have each other’s phone numbers anymore but now I was thinking that assumption was incorrect because apparently the two were following each other on Instagram and were friends enough to like each other’s pictures.

It made sense why I wasn’t aware of this. I didn’t follow any of Neymar’s fans who monitored these sorts of things. I was quite literally in my own bubble away from his social media activity but now I wished I had been paying attention to this stuff. I just hoped the internet could still provide me with some answers.

I plopped down on the couch and opened my laptop, hopping onto Tumblr immediately. I didn’t use my own Tumblr all that often, especially in fear that Neymar’s fans would use it as just another medium to taunt me with but I knew it well enough to know that that was the site that could probably provide me the most answers.

I searched her name in the tags, watching as images of her began to load. That wasn’t what I cared to see but when pictures of her and Neymar together popped up, I couldn’t resist staring at them for a minute longer than I should have. It was doing nothing to pacify my anger so I scrolled down until I reached a post displaying a screenshot of Instagram.

It showed a picture of a quote that both Neymar and Bruna liked, one they were both tagged in by a fan. I tried not to misconstrue it, tried to think that it was innocent but it was hard not to think of there being some subliminal message behind them both liking a picture that gave the message of ‘true love’.

I didn’t have time to ponder it more or search for any other damning evidence as my boyfriend unknowingly walked into his own demise.

“Hey babe.” He walked over to where I sat and placed a kiss to my forehead, a wide smile on his face while I sat unmoved by his romanticism. “What are you looking at?” He peered over to the laptop screen and it seemed his smile quickly turned into a stale expression.

“What’s this?” He questioned, looking at the screen for a moment longer before looking at me, still leaning and standing above me.

“What does it look like?” I now turned the screen so it could face him but he didn’t dare to look at it, knowing it would only set me off further. “Looks like Bruna, doesn’t it?” I spat bitterly but all Neymar did was heave a defeated sigh and look elsewhere.

I decided to continue my upcoming rant regardless. “I see you two are buddy buddy again, liking each other’s pictures. That’s cute. Really. Liking the same little love quotes too. You enjoy her view of the beach today? Or how about encouraging your little Bruna Neymar fandom that you two may be still messing around?”

He quickly interjected then. “I’m not encouraging it.”

“You’re not exactly putting the flame out either!” My tone and demeanor was the exact opposite of his. Neymar stood deflated with his tone lacking emotion while I sat in a fiery rage that shown through my dark eyes and my rapid hand movements that accented my words. He knew better than to counter my rage with rage of his own. It would just end in a screaming match.

“You know how stupid I look when my boyfriend is going around liking his ex’s pictures?”

“You’re making this way deeper than it needs to be. It was one picture. That’s it. I didn’t know I was forbidden from acknowledging her presence.” My head immediately cocked and my hand flew to my chest in mock surprise. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you two were friends. Maybe I should go call my ex and grab dinner with him tonight. Make this a foursome.”

Ney’s eyes narrowed in my direction, challenging me to continue with my banter. “It was a damn picture.”

I moved my laptop out of my lap and stood up from the couch, no longer wanting to be sitting any longer. Instead I got face to face with Neymar. I knew I was about to ask challenging questions, some questions I didn’t want to know the answer to but I had to. I needed to know for my own sanity.

“Do you still love her?”

“What?” His face screwed in confusion and I could tell his eyes were searching mine to see if I was truly serious in wanting an answer.

“Do. You. Still. Love. Her?” I made sure to spell out every word. I wanted him to know I wanted a serious answer and I wouldn’t accept anything but the truth. The way he paused and licked his lips, looking at me sympathetically told me all I needed to know.

Tears began to stream down my cheeks and when Ney reached out to wipe them away, I simply held out my hand to stop him. “It’s not that easy,” he began to explain. “Do I love her more than I love you? No. Not even close. I just…I don’t know. I can’t let go like I want to. I’m trying. I really am,” he assured but that assurance fell on deaf ears. He had answered my one question and that was enough to trump all the other answers he could provide.

“You still love her,” I repeated to myself more than to have him hear. His hand flew to his hair, brushing it forward as he huffed once more, unsure of what to say.

“Please don’t tell me I’ve screwed this up, Y/N. Please.” His tone had turned to a whine but again, it was on deaf ears. I could find no sympathy or just explanation for him still being stuck on Bruna. I could only feel the sickness rattling inside of me.

I avoided providing a sound answer to his statement and instead answered with, “I just need some time to myself. Just…give me that.” I shook my head to myself and began to walk away, up the sitars, leaving the laptop screen with their picture brightly lit on the couch.

He didn’t follow.

Cloud Strife Kingdom Hearts Theory

After a conversation with @squalleonhardt I have decided to spout out a theory of mine that will also become my kh verse for Cloud.

What’s the theory?

Cloud is a nobody.

Oh that’s ridiculous you may say and yes I know it is my theory but I do have some things to support the idea.

I believe that Cloud died and became a nobody which means he also had heartless. I think his heartless is Sephiroth.

Now in Kh we see all kinda of heartless. Some are more animalistic looking, some look like objects and others are very human looking like Ansem(heartless). So it would make sense that Cloud’s heartless could be Sephiroth. Heartless because of their varying looks don’t have to look like their somebody. Sephiroth could merely look like that because of Cloud knowing the real one in the past, or just for aesthetic reasons.

As for what leads to Sephiroth being a heartless, well there are a few clues in the game that makes him appear as one.

First and foremost are some of the things he says in the game. He is constantly saying that he is Cloud’s darkness, and usually in kh when people say that are someones darkness they are either a heartless, nobody or Xehanort.

Here are some Quotes from both kh1 and kh2 from Sephiroth that seem to hint at him being a heartless:

“Did Cloud tell you that? Then he must understand now.”
— after Goofy remarks at him being “the dark part of Cloud’s Heart”.

“Can you do it? That darkness comes from your own dark memories. Do you think you can erase your past?”
— responding to Cloud’s claim that defeating him will make the darkness go away.

“I know. Because… I am you.”
— after Cloud is blinded by Tifa’s light as she approached.

“No matter how many times I fall, your darkness keeps calling me back!”
— during the battle.

Then there is one thing I noticed when I played against him, it was something he says during an attack. Now I know this might just be the name of the attack he is doing but I find it odd that he named this attack what he did:
“Descend, Heartless Angel!”
— using Heartless Angel.

As I’ve noticed in kingdom hearts, they hardly do things without meaning since really random things keep reoccurring in the games. So I don’t think they just gave him that attack name for no reason. Even so there is also the matter of how he looks in the games. Yes, his outfit is almost exactly his canon one but there are a few little special features on it. For one, in both games he has bat like wings on his arms. The design for them is the exact same one on Riku’s Soul Eater and the main part of the blade in Way to The Dawn. The fact that there is a very Sephiroth like cat eye in each weapon is also a little thing I noticed but that doesn’t really matter much. Regardless they could have Kept Sephiroth without them and without the added red to his design, red and black being a main heartless color scheme.

{Regardless if his design means something it is still so cool, especially with the added wings in kh 2}

Now we still have how this ties in with Cloud. As I said before, if Sephiroth is Cloud’s heartless then there must be a nobody and Cloud must have ‘died’ at some point. We never see him or any of the other FF worlds so we can assume they were destroyed and thus Cloud could have died then. If this happened around the events of FF7 then Cloud would already be messed up enough and might not remember even dying. That is a bit of a stretch but I’m still going with it.

In Kh1 we see a very cold Cloud and he is at first on the villains side. He is working with Hades who as we saw in KH 2 can summon up dead heroes such as Auron. While being a nobody isn’t the same as being a dead hero, that might have helped Hades trick and convince Cloud into working for him. Just a theory.

In kh2 we have the battle between Cloud and Sephiroth. Tifa comes in halfway and offers to give Cloud her light. Before she can even get close to Cloud, he is blinded by her. He can’t look at the light and it seems to actually really harm him. That could be because he is a nobody. He does get to borrow it for a time being since he had none of his own but soon vanishes into darkness.

That’s about all my reasoning behind this theory. Sorry if it wasn’t too well thought out but this WILL be the backstory for any KH verse rps I do from now on.

If anyone has anything to add I would love to hear it^^

{Just as a side note I wanna point out that is Cloud is a nobody, it makes a lot more sense now that Sora can whoop his ass in the Coliseum, as for Leon loosing…well…idk >_>}

Proof Rey is a Kenobi (Which Also Means Reylo Can Be Real!) Spoilers Ahead!

(I apologize for grammatical errors in advance.)

So I found this article on the Huffington Post, written by Ben Ostrower, about how Rey is the granddaughter of Obi Wan Kenobi. I feel that his points need to be further passed on; this is for all you Reylo shippers who are praying she’s not Luke Skywalker’s daughter.

Alright, I’m going to pass on what Ostrower said, in my own words. And in the words of a Reylo shipper. (I’ll get to Reylo at the end and the proof pointing to that.)

Okay, first thing; their accents. Obi Wan, besides C3PO, is the only one who has a British accent. No one else is British. Rey has the same accent as Obi Wan! (Before you joke that she’s C3PO’s daughter, I will tell you to shut up now.)

Reason 2; the Jedi Mind trick! The scene when Rey Jedi mind tricks Stormtrooper 007 to let her go strongly parallels when Obi Wan tricked a Stormtrooper that “these aren’t the droid’s you are looking for.” Now, before you say, “Well Luke used the Jedi mind trick too!” let me remind you of this;

It. Didn’t. Work. Jabba just laughed at him and dropped him into the Rancor pit. The Jedi mind trick is one of Obi Wan’s signature traits, and I’m sure Rey will use it successfully in future films as well.

Recap; Obi Wan and Rey can use the Jedi Mind trick well, whereas it’s not one of Luke’s prevalent strengths.

Moving on to reason three; the scene where Rey is sneaking around Starkiller Base parallels when Obi Wan is creeping around the Death Star in A New Hope.

Cool. The both have super stealth skills.

“That’s nice and all, but I need more!” you say into your computer screen.

Fear not! There’s way more evidence pointing to the fact that Rey is a Kenobi.

This reason points to most everyone’s new favorite villain; Kylo Ren/Ben Solo.

That’s right.

The only spoken connection about Obi Wan is Kylo Ren’s name. This highlights two things;

1. The overall importance of Obi Wan and how he’s still relevant.
2. The notable absence of Obi Wan coming up throughout the film until Kylo Ren’s name is revealed. This could be a trick of the filmmakers to guide us away from a larger reveal about Obi Wan.

And what reveal could that be? That Rey is his granddaughter!

Other things pointing to the Rey Kenobi theory:
1: It was Obi Wan’s voice Rey heard- not Luke’s- when she picked up the lightsaber. This strongly suggests a relationship between the two. “These are your first steps…”
2: They have similar outfits. Simple, yet may symbolize a connection.
3: JJ Abrams (God bless that man) has suggested that Rey’s loneliness is a key part of where she comes from. Obi Wan was in exile for YEARS. Luke had always been surrounded by others; not lonely by any means.

Yes, I know Yoda was in exile for the same about of time as Obi Wan, but Rey is NOT related to Yoda. No. Stop. (That would be an amazing plot twist though. Yoda’s ghost appears to Rey and says “Your father, I am. Surprised, you look.”)

Okay I’ll stop. I’m back on track now.

Star Wars has always had obvious themes to trace; good vs evil, small vs big, light vs dark- the list goes on. The Force Awakens takes a lot of these themes from the original trilogy, as it should.

How does this relate to Rey?

Well, there’s another theme in Star Wars; the passing of the torch to others. Example: Anakin was supposed to bring balance to the Force, which was a duty passed on to Luke. Sort of, you get the idea.

Concerning Luke’s lightsaber and how that is a major controversial point; it was Obi Wan who gave that lightsaber to Luke in the first place. Obi Wan had that lightsaber for years, between Episodes 3 and 4. It was Obi Wan giving the lightsaber to Luke in A New Hope which pushed the story- and our hero- along. This is arguably the most important scene in Episode 4, but that’s a debate for later.

With this in mind, this would make the final scene in The Force Awakens even MORE important. REY IS GIVING LUKE A LIGHTSABER, WHICH WILL MOTIVATE HIM TO COME IN TO PLAY. JUST LIKE HOW OBI WAN GAVE LUKE THE LIGHTSABER. LUKE’S MOTIVATOR IS THE LIGHTSABER. Let’s face it, that lightsaber BELONGS to Luke, and Rey most likely isn’t going to keep it. Yeah, it was “calling” to her. This was because it knew she could reunite it with its rightful owner.

It’s less of a “wand chooses the wizard” deal, and more of a less evil version of the Ring of Power in The Lord of the Rings. Like the Ring, the lightsaber wants to get back to it’s master.

Get it? Sorry if my other nerd references are confusing.

Also, isn’t the reversal of mentor roles a cool parallel? Instead of a Kenobi training a Skywalker, there is the possibility of a Skywalker training a Kenobi. The Force Awakens switched a lot of roles (example: father/son roles. You know what I mean.) and it would be cool if this was a possibility.

Another thing; Revenge of the Sith, A New Hope, and The Force Awakens end with someone battling a Skywalker. A duel of the fates (get it?). Two out of the three fights, it’s Obi Wan Kenobi fighting. He fought Anakin in Episode 3, and then Darth Vader in Episode 4.

Rey would continue that pattern; Kenobi vs Skywalker.

And remember, Obi Wan left Anakin wounded and half dead on Mustafar in Episode 3, just like Rey left Kylo Ren for dead after seriously injuring him. Kenobis, amirite? It’s an interesting parallel to think about.

Skywalkers are a pretty messed up bunch, not going to lie. Anakin failed to bring balance to the force and destroy the dark, and Luke failed miserably in training Ben Solo and a new generation of Jedi. Ben Solo went crazy. Skywalkers rely on their emotions, only really using the Force when someone is guiding them.

Those aren’t traits of Obi Wan, nor are they of Rey. It’s Obi Wan who is noble and pure of heart, and so is Rey. Maybe it runs in the family…?

Okay, let’s take a moment to visit the masterpiece that is The Empire Strikes Back. Remember when Yoda says that there’s another hope besides Luke? We were led to believe that this was a reference to Leia, but how dramatic would it be to mean that Yoda was talking about another Kenobi? After all, Leia never became a Jedi. If Rey is a Kenobi and “brings balance to the force”, then the original trilogy (and the prequels, I guess. No one cares about them.) would take on a new meaning.

Okay, to cover some other questions you may have;

Obi Wan had a bunch of downtime once the Jedi fell. At the end of Revenge of the Sith, there’s nothing left of his fellow Jedi besides Yoda. That means the Jedi Code is kind of obsolete. He could have broken the whole “Jedi are forbidden to love” thing. I mean, it’s a stupid rule anyways. How are there supposed to be more Jedi if Jedi can’t procreate? Obi Wan could have had a wife, a child; he probably ordered them to leave him so they wouldn’t be in danger. Too many people with the Force in one place would have led Darth Vader to them.

If this were true, it would be like Rey being abandoned on Jakku; Kenobi’s keep other Kenobi’s out of harm’s way.

But this is all just speculation.

Let’s move on to something that has WAYYY more evidence.


Now, it’s not just a trash ship, mind you. There’s actually a lot of serious evidence backing up a possible romantic relationship between Ben Solo and Rey (Kenobi.)

If Rey is a Kenobi and not a Skywalker like Ben, then incest is a worry of the past!

Okay, here are some reasons Reylo is a thing (I’m going to use Kylo/Ben interchangeably, so bear with me):

1: Ben quickly recognizes the potential Rey has, and asks Snoke almost IMMEDIATELY if he can train her. (We all know he wants to be with her, don’t deny it.)

2: Kylo takes his mask off in front of her. He also tells her not to be afraid. If he didn’t feel strongly about her, he would have just tortured her physically like he did with Poe. He went easy on her, because he didn’t want her damaged.

3: When Ben finds out that a girl had been helping the droid with the map to Luke, he becomes obsessed with her.

4: He carried her all the way to his ship when he could have had someone else do it. Awwww.


6: Now that we are seeing someone being tempted by the Light Side of the Force instead of the Dark, wouldn’t it be cool to see love as a driving factor that leads someone out of darkness, rather than into it? Rey is literally the embodiment of what is good and pure in the world. Kylo Ren is the exact opposite. He could see who Rey is and how she uses the Force for good, which could make him accept the good in him as well. We already know he respects her, as he said “she’s more powerful than she knows.”

7: “I can take whatever I want.” -Actual Kylo Ren quote when he was looking at Rey. Kind of creepy, but foreshadowing something. (Plus, Rey found him hot, you could see it in her eyes. Just saying.)

8: If Rey is a Kenobi, we could go back to the old ‘Kenobi guiding a Skywalker’. It would be a nice nod to the originals.

9: There are so many parallels to Anakin and Padame and what we’ve seen with Rey and Ben. There are too many to list here, but there is a list somewhere around tumblr talking about the connections between the romances. More parallels!

10: So in the novel version of TFA, Kylo Ren’s inner emotions are mapped out in detail. He’s conflicted by Rey, and feels like he knows her. Deep down, they have a connection. He even says “It is you.” to Rey. Their relationship is going to be further intertwined.

11: Gosh, they’d be so cute together. Look at them. Just look at them.

12: Also, Ben is a SOLO. I mean, come on. He’s got to have inherited some of his father’s skills with the ladies.

There are way more things supporting Reylo, but that’s an essay for another time. So, in conclusion, Rey is a Kenobi and Reylo is real. Okay, I’ kidding. There is a lot of evidence that backs up the theory of Rey Kenobi and the ship of Reylo. I think it would be too obvious to make Rey Luke’s daughter. After all, Star Wars likes to give us huge plot twists. Rey Skywalker would be obvious, whereas Rey Kenobi would be HUGE. Go big or go home.

Either way, whoever Rey turns out to be, I’m sure it’ll be good.

May the Force be with you!

Apparently, some of you people are still not understanding Lily’s actions in SWM, so here we go:

“Leave him ALONE!”

Was her very first line in the chapter. The way the word “alone” was put makes undeniable that she is pretty angry, no discussion here. What we do not discuss enough is how brave she was by saying so. I once saw a post about how brave Snape was for making his way up the gryffindor tower to apologize to Lily, but what about her? She stood up for him when no one else did. She left her friends in the lake to defend him from her own housemates. She was a gryffindor, muggle-born girl and she didn’t let her slytherin, pure-blood supremacist friend be bullied.

“Leave him alone,” Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. “What’s he done to you?”

The bold is because there are people under the illusion that she was flirting with James. And this quote is here because there are people under the illusion that she didn’t care for Snape.

Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book, didn’t, and neither did Lily. “You think you’re funny,” she said coldly. “But you’re just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone.”

Again treating James with the dislike he deserves for being an absolute idiot. Again wanting nothing more than Snape’s safety.

“I wouldn’t go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid,” said Lily.

Really, where the “she-was-flirting-with-James” shit came from? Honestly.

Lily, whose furious expression had twitched for an instant as though she was going to smile, said, “Let him down!”

Lily gets so much hate because of this quote, I can’t believe it. People keep on saying that she smiled. She didn’t. And even if she had done, it wouldn’t take away the fact that her expression was furious and that she immediatly told James to let Snape down.

“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily. “Ah, Evans, don’t make me hex you,” said James earnestly. “Take the curse off him, then!” James sighed deeply, then turned to Snape and muttered the countercurse.

Believe it or not, there are posts that claims that Lily didn’t do enough to help Snape. I’m sorry, I can’t hear you over the sound of Lily Evans taking her own wand out to defend him, which made James take the curse off in the first place. And I love this, because it means James didn’t doubt for a second that Lily was going to hex him.

“I don’t need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!” Lily blinked. “Fine,” she said coolly. “I won’t bother in future. And I’d wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus.”

Here, in bold, we have the exact moment she realized Snape was just much of a jerk as she always thought James was and then she proceeds to treat them with equal dislike. People talk and talk about Snape being hurt when Lily almost laugh, and that this would be one of the factors that made him call her a slur, but I ask again: what about her? How hurt was she to get to the point to call him “Snivellus”? He was her best friend and the very person who told her that blood didn’t matter and still you guys want to blame her for ending their friendship? For standing up for herself? Is it really what she said to him more offensive than a slur in front of the whole school after she did nothing but help? 

“I don’t want you to make him apologize,” Lily shouted, rounding on James. “You’re as bad as he is… .”

What is this? Lily is rejecting James even tho she is not friends with Snape anymore? Is almost like… and stay with me now because this is shocking, but… is almost like Lily ending her firendship with Snape has nothing to do with James… at all… I know, right? Groundbreaking. 

“Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you’ve just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can — I’m surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK.” She turned on her heel and hurried away.

The only thing this quote proves is that Lily pays attention on James. So what? Repeat after me: it is not flirtation! Even tho she is done with Snape, she still despises James’ actions and made it clear.

And then there’s The Prince’s Tale:

“I only came out because Mary told me you were threatening to sleep here.” “I was. I would have done. I never meant to call you Mudblood, it just – ” “Slipped out?” There was no pity in Lily’s voice. “It’s too late. I’ve made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you.

And the whole “Lily was just looking for an excuse to dump Snape because she wanted to be with the popular kids” theory goes to space (yeah, this is a thing people actual believe). And this headcanon is hilarious because she was the one trying to preserve their friendship by making excuses for him and he was the one hanging out with death eaters, obsessing over the marauders and not giving a damn about what she had to say on the matter.

You and your precious little Death Eater friends – you see, you don’t even deny it! You don’t even deny that’s what you’re all aiming to be! You can’t wait to join You-Know-Who, can you?” He opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking. “I can’t pretend anymore. You’ve chosen your way, I’ve chosen mine.” “No – listen, I didn’t mean – ” “ – to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?” He struggled on the verge of speech, but with a contemptuous look she turned and climbed back through the portrait hole.

Read that again and tell me she overreacted. Tell me she was wrong in cut him out of her life. Tell me you wouldn’t do the same.

Listen, Lily Evans wasn’t perfect. And it’s a shame that we don’t have enough canon to discover her flaws, but don’t change the actual canon we have just because you don’t like her. She did help Snape. She cared for him. She was not a “fucking Mary Sue”, as someone write in a post. She did not flirt with James and for the love of Odin, she was not “snob”.

You can defend Snape all you want, I’m through with that, but don’t you think that when you completely change canon facts about another character into doing so, something is wrong?

Name Games and Coffee (Namjoon x reader)

Hmhmhm so it’s been awhile but I finally got down to writing this which was inspired by one of the prompts here.  @apairoffeminists is one of my favourite people and I adore her. Love you

Genres/Warnings: Fluff, Dumb Flirting


“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet”

quoted the William Shakespeare whom we all know as the almighty father, creator and god of all English.

And after these certain instances you have concluded that William Shakespeare couldn’t be any more fucking wrong.

Well mostly.

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What Will We Do With the Unfortunate Protagonist Ken Kaneki?

While I usually place myself in a position to predict what will happen next in the short-term, lately I have done a lot of thinking on the long-term future of Tokyo Ghoul; more specifically, what will happen to our beloved tragic hero Kaneki Ken. Unfortunately, I’ve come to face what may be a morbid reality. It is entirely possible that the manga will end with Kaneki’s death.

Firstly, there’s the obvious fact that this story is a tragedy.

Most people, at one point, study the common tragic tropes and most will know them fairly well. Whether you have it memorised by heart or have never heard of it in your life, here’s a basic recap.
The tragedy story style originated in ancient Greece so get ready for lots of Greek words. In a tragedy, the tragic hero encounters many problems, mostly stemming from his hamartia (fatal flaw). There is then a peripeteia (turn-point/reversal of circumstances). At the ending, before the tragic hero dies (or in some cases suffers a fate worse than death), he experiences anagnorisis (realisation of circumstances) and then suffers the consequences; which brings the audience to catharsis (the purging of emotions).
While reading that, you may have already outlined the way this fits with the Tokyo Ghoul series. Kaneki is the tragic hero, his fatal flaw being “becoming the one getting hurt” rather than “hurting others”. The peripeteia would be when he was tortured by Yamori and had a considerable change in personality. In his fight with Arima - or arguable beforehand, in the sewer with Hide - Kaneki realised the circumstances before “dying”. The implication of his death (judging by the state of the fanbase at the time) definitely set off a catharsis in the audience.
Usually, a tragedy ends here, with the death of the tragic hero. Ishida decided to alter this tradition though. With the release of Tokyo Ghoul:re came the beginning of a new tragedy, and that’s where the next point comes in.

Tokyo Ghoul:re - not to the surprise of those who have been keeping up with it - parallels the first Tokyo Ghoul manga intensely. The first ending was the battle between Arima and Kaneki, in which Kaneki was ultimately defeated and it was suggested he was made into a quinque. Of course, this was all a ploy and Kaneki returned in the form of Haise Sasaki. 

If :re is a parallel of the first Tokyo Ghoul series, then it will end on a similar note, with the death of the tragic hero (this also coinciding with the typical tragedy plot-line).
Some may argue that the parallel ensures Kaneki will endure the exact same fate in which he doesn’t actually die, but then what would the ending produce? Yet another series? It seems Ishida will most likely end Tokyo Ghoul with :re, so it would be illogical to repeat the cycle again until Haise Sasaki dies a peaceful natural death in his old age; it’s unreasonable.
This all being said, the likeliness of Kaneki’s demise is rising. It doesn’t end there though.

Kaneki’s transition into “The Black Reaper” brought about the awareness of Kaneki’s psychological issues. 

Not only had Kaneki revealed repressed memories of an abusive childhood, but he also let slip many lines indicating suicidal ideation. This can be observed with quotes (chapter 57 page 14/15/16) such as “kill me”, “die me/die Kaneki”, “I messed it up. I didn’t die.”, “I was happy”, and of course it’s painfully obvious when he says “Did I want to die? Yes. Definitely”. I recall even earlier, in the first manga, Kaneki says (or thinks?) “why was I seeing beauty in death rather than life?”, another blatantly suicidal thought. All this should be enough to be a death flag, but what really stuck out to me was when Haise said “my salvation” and “your salvation” (ch 57, pg 14). Not only is this another sign of suicidal thoughts, but also suggests that any ‘happy ending’ involving Kaneki would be his death. 

This actually fits in well with logic, too. It’s hard to imagine that Kaneki will achieve his goal to bring equality between humans and ghouls, and even if such a thing were to happen, that he would immediately lose/get over every memory of being tortured, abused, forced to suffer, seeing horrors, witnessing murders and so on is ridiculous. He’s obviously traumatised, and there are so many examples of this, the following panels just being one.

Another minor point is that Kaneki’s story mirrors that of The Fool’s Journey, the story that goes with the tarot cards. We all know Kaneki has been heavily associated with card 12, The Hanged Man. As the fool progresses  he eventually is reborn and at the end of the story finds fulfilment and happiness. If the stories reflect each other, and Kaneki sees his “salvation” and happiness in death, this is concerning.

Here’s a summary. Judging by the looks of things, we’ve already experienced almost all of the tragedy tropes in Tokyo Ghoul:re. We have been (re)introduced to Kaneki, seen his hamartia lead to pitfalls, and observed Kaneki’s peripeteia. With Kaneki and Arima being so close, the likeliness of Arima once again battling and defeating Kaneki is a path that the story may go down, but perhaps Ishida will feel extra inventive and bring about Kaneki’s downfall in a new and equally interesting way (I’m putting my bet on Furuta having a major role in this). However with great inventiveness comes great unpredictability, so I’m genuinely afraid that Kaneki may commit suicide, which is both frustrating and very emotional for the audience (causing catharsis).
Please don’t misunderstand me, I don’t want Kaneki to die, I really don’t. This is, though, the type of twisted ending Ishida would consider though; one in which Kaneki is “happy”, just not how we imagined or wanted it.

And on that happy note, there you have it! if you have any thoughts, questions or anything to add feel absolutely free to send something to me via inbox (or messaging if you are interested in a discussion). Other than that, I hope I gave you a clear insight to what I’ve observed and thank you for reading.

You guys I ficced it.

To refresh your memory, here’s an anonymous ask I received after this week’s episode:

Anonymous asked: can you please fic that dinner that Sonny made for the squad please i need it in my life                                                           

I said I wasn’t going to, but inspiration struck. Here it is, a post-17x08 fic that I’m calling a ficlet even though it’s about 1.7K.

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“You have to come, Rafael. Carisi’s cooking.”

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Merry Christmas, Baby

Originally posted by asianworld-g

I really wanted to keep my promise and post this up by Christmas and I finished this by 1130pm but my wifi screwed up and now it’s currently half an hour past 12 I’m so sorry about that… ): But yeah hope you guys will like it nevertheless!! I tried my best overcoming my writer’s block for this one and coming up with something a little different since I’ve already written a lot of Jay fluff so yeap heh :-) Merry Christmas everyone and a Happy New Year! Lotsa hugs for all of ya ♡

Christmas just wasn’t the same this year.

You were walking along the same street though, past that same café in the corner which used to be your favourite late night go-to when the both of you stayed up at his office. It was just as packed as it was last year, couples and families out to soak in the atmosphere and everything jolly the season had to offer while there you were, sitting on the bench alone as you warmed your hands with a cup of hot chocolate deciding that you weren’t going to be a light bulb on your friends’ Christmas dates in the ice rink.

They had insisted that you come along with them after learning that you were going to spend it alone and despite your repeated protests, you were eventually dragged out of the house to be the odd one out of your two friends who were with their boyfriends. You understood that they just didn’t want you to be cooped up at home alone on a festive day and you appreciated the thought but really, this wasn’t doing you any good either especially when everyone else around you had company. It would’ve been better to just be under the sheets catching up with my dramas, you thought.

For a while you just sat there people watching until a familiar smell wafted to your nose and you turned around to see a long line of people queueing in front of a food cart selling waffles. The exact same ones you had with him last year.

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Listen to the Fish

Title: Listen to the Fish

Word Count: 1,773

Warnings: angel!Reader (if that’s even a warning??) swearing.

Summary: Since the Reader is an angel, she’s very confused on some human interactions. During a hunt where she has to pose as a FBI agent, she has issues with communicating and Dean finds the whole situation amusing, teasing her for it. Cas grows defensive over Dean’s comments, not seeing it as mindless banter.

Pair: [Dean x Angel!Reader] [Castiel x angel!Reader Friendship]

Original Request: Could do 1 where TFW are hunting then the Reader who’s an angel helps, Dean teases her (hiding his feelings for her) til Cas gets protective cuz they’re family? Cas doesn’t understand, til Sam explains, and she rears? Dean x Reader fluff! Thank you! X

Author’s Note: I honestly had a really hard time coming up with ideas for this, for some reason… so, I’m sorry for not updating in awhile! School sucks ass, my friends. And wow. The title. Horrible. It’s three a.m. currently so, honestly, oh well.

              You stared at the woman in question, your head tilted and eyebrows furrowed as you tried to comprehend everything she was speaking through her blubbering. She was wailing, her words spilling alongside her fat tears. Her statements were slurred together, you finding it very hard to understand. You bit the inside of your cheek, and with narrowed eyes, tried to process everything. You were new to human emotions, truthfully, only being on Earth for a few weeks now. This was one of the first hunts you were on with the Winchesters and Castiel. The case was to be believed as something that was slightly complicated from the proof they had collecting, the boys suggesting another pair of eyes on the evidence. Castiel had called you via angel radio, knowing that you had recently been stationed on Earth.

You and Castiel were very close friends, fighting alongside each other as soldiers throughout Heaven’s battles. Castiel was a very trusting companion, you owing your life to him, and him, you.

              You were reluctant to abandon your post in Northern Britain, but knew that Castiel needed your assistance. You immediately appeared, with a flutter of your wings, to the meeting spot Castiel provided you. You had met the Winchesters, both of them greeting you with kind words. Though to your confusion, Dean seemed to hold your hand a little longer than Sam had. Dean seemed to allow his eyes linger on you for a little while longer than Sam had. Dean seemed stare at you throughout the first conversation. You didn’t understand his actions, believing that it’s simple human nature to allow your eyes to roam another’s body or anything alongside of those actions.

              Currently, the woman being interrogating by the four of you halted her words, her tears phasing into dry heaves as she finished explaining her husband’s death. You glanced around the kitchen as Dean inquired the woman if there had been any witness’s to the death. Your eyes fell onto a small fish tank in the living room area, your head cocking to the left. You began to take small steps towards it, not taking your eyes off of the swimming fish. Dean, in the middle of his question, turned his head slightly to watch you with furrowed eyebrows. You approached the tank, stooping your head down to become eyelevel to the goldfish.

              “You were here when the murder took place, correct?” you inquired the fish in a low murmur. You paused for a moment, nodding your head slowly. “Yes, yes, of course. I shall. Thank you, sir.”

              You perfected your posture, straightening out your pencil skirt and blouse before proceeding forward, all eyes staring at you. Castiel looked intrigued by your interrogation. Sam’s expression read as an embarrassment phase, his cheeks a bright crimson shade and his eyes averted to the floorboards. The woman’s eyes were wide and eyebrows furrowed, her tears long forgotten now. Dean, however, matched his brother’s emotion, but it was not from embarrassment, but from holding back laughter.

              You halted your strides, looking between the four of them. “I have the information we need to build a solid case.” You directed your attention onto the wife. “Your fish requested me to tell you that he does not enjoy the food you are providing him. He said, and I quote, it makes him gassy.” You paused for a moment, watching as her face fell into more of a confused state. “Oh! And he requests for you to clean his tank more often. He despises leaving in such filthy conditions… you should get right on that.” You pivoted on your heel, beginning towards the front door. But when you noticed that no one was following you, you turned back. “Come on, now.”

              You reached the front door, marching down the porch steps and towards the black Impala that was parked alongside the curb. You heard the door shut, and only a few seconds had passed when you heard the abundance of chortles provided by Dean. You turned to face him, raising an eyebrow at his laughter, Sam and Castiel matching your expression.

              “What is it, Dean?” you asked, reaching for the Impala’s door handle, prying it open, though you didn’t slide into the vehicle yet.

              Dean shook his head, though he was still laughing rather loudly. “No-nothing,” he stammered through his fit of laughter.

              “Dean…” Sam spoke, rather like a warning for his brother to stop, knowing what he was chuckling immensely about.

              “I’m so-sorry, but c’mon. You guys have to admit… that was the fucking hilarious. The look on the woman’s face when Y/N said that?” Dean inhaled slowly, trying to calm himself, though it was still obvious he was holding back. “Priceless.”

              “Dean, come on, we’re on a case. Act professional,” Sam hissed lowly, narrowing his eyes towards his older brother.

              “Oh, come on, Sammy. You have to admit, that was hilarious. The way Y/N just walked on over to the fish bowl? And started talking?” Dean started laughing once more.

              “Dean,” Castiel said, his tone of voice stern. “Y/N got the information we needed, as she says. Be grateful. There is no need to make fun of her methods of doing so.”

              You watched as the three of them chatted, not really sure how to jump into the conversation. Though, yes, you were slightly puzzled on why Dean was describing your interrogation as “fucking hilarious,” you were more confused on the fact that Castiel was getting protective over you. Was Dean meaning to harm you with his opinions?

              “What?” Dean questioned, his composure seeming to sober up at the thought that Castiel believed he was making fun of you.

              “The way yo-”

              “Hey, Cas, can I talk to you for a second?” Sam interrupted, motioning his head backwards a little, beckoning Castiel towards him. Castiel, though reluctant at first to leave you alone with Dean after his accusations, followed Sam away from the Impala.

              Dean cleared his throat a little, resting his hands on the roof of the Impala, licking his bottom lip quickly. “So… what exactly did the… fish say?”

              “Oh, yes. The fish, as I told the lady, said that he doesn’t l-”

              “About the case, Y/N,” Dean interjected, a small chuckle following his words.

              “Oh, right, yes, of course. He said that the attacker, as we believed to be, was indeed an animal. A dog, to be exact. So, that originally believed me to think that we were dealing with a black dog, but he explained that the dog was white. So, I believe we are dealing with a skinwalker.”

              Dean nodded, as if he was approving of your beliefs. “Makes sense…”

              Castiel and Sam made their way back towards the Impala, Sam raising his eyebrows at Dean. “Dean, my apologies for believing you were making fun of Y/N. I did not know that you liked her,” Castiel chatted, reaching for the driver side back door, opening it and sliding into the vehicle.

              Dean’s attention fixated itself on Sam rather slowly, his eyes narrowing and lips pouting into an angry formation. “Seriously, Sam? You seriously told him? C’mon, man, I told you that in confidence,” Dean mumbled, throwing his brother a rather angry expression.

              Sam shrugged, opening up the passenger door. “He wouldn’t take ‘He’s just messing around’ as an answer.” Sam slipped into the car, Dean following in his pursuit, though your words stopped his actions.

              “Wait, Dean, you… fancy me?”

              Dean bit his top lip, sending Sam another despicable look before shutting his door shut and stalking over to the other side of the car. He leaned his body up against his car, crossing his arms across his chest and innocently smiled, though there was a hint of smugness in his irises. “What can I say?”

              You pursed your lips together, though you felt a small smile creep onto your features. “Well, you could say that you fancy me. That is a start.”

              Dean chuckled, nodding his head in agreement. “Yeah, yeah, I suppose it is.”

              “Well, go on then.”

              Dean glanced over towards you, his head nodding slowly once more. “Well, Y/N, I like you.”

              You shifted your gaze forward towards the house, watching as the wife watched you with confused eyes through the window, you only guessing that she was wondering why you were still on her property. “Strange, isn’t it?” you spoke after a few moments of silence, turning your head back to him.

              “What is? That I like you?”

              “No, well… yes, a little. But, angels are not supposed to feel human emotions. We are supposed to be drones. Soldiers, programmed to follow orders and never to rebel. It is strange. I rebelled in a way by abandoning my post in Britain to be here with you three. And, I’m happy that I did. It takes… millenniums for angels to understand human feelings, and yet, I’ve been on Earth for only a few weeks, and I seem to have understood more than some of my superiors who have travelled here many times. It’s quite strange. Overwhelming, even. I’ve never felt happiness, in a way that human’s understand it. Angels, to a certain extent, feel happiness when we are near our companions or when we are praised by our leaders. But, if I may be honest with you, I’ve never felt happiness like this until I met you, Dean.”

              Dean’s smile perked up into a large grin. He pushed his weight off from the Impala, taking a few small steps towards you. He rested his hand on your hip, your eyes falling onto his grasp before slowly trailing up to face him. His smile still gleamed as he leaned forward, his lips barely hovering over yours before a rough tap sounded. Dean huffed out a large sigh, turning his head to face his brother.

              “Dean, c’mon, you can kiss her later. Ms. Wilson is looking at us weirdly… probably wondering why two FBI agents are about to make out on her front lawn. Let’s go.”          

              Dean sighed, rolling his eyes in slight annoyance before peering back over at you. “We’ll continue later, sweetheart.” He winked releasing his hand from your hip and striding back to the driver’s side, a slight bounce in his step that had been missing for quite some time (due to the horrific images the brothers had witnessed throughout the years they were hunters.)

              You smiled slightly to yourself, turning your head back to Ms. Wilson, no longer finding her standing by the window, but scrubbing out the dirty fish tank. You nodded your head in approval, sliding into the car and shutting the door.

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