i would've said the same thing

I kind of wanted Cas to snap at dean saying “you wanna talk about cosmic consequences?? How about: the DARKNESS. And the fact that YOU KILLED DEATH, DEAN, I don’t think you get to say anything about what I did.”

What if rogue or warrior!Trevelyan and mage!Trevelyan are siblings and both attend the Chantry conclave, but only one of them becomes Inquisitor and the other one dies in the blast?

anonymous asked:

So what's the general consensus then? Did they or didn't they have sex during the WW2? When I think about the amount of time they would've known each other during the war, I tend to lean more towards them having a very deep (but secret) relationship.

I can’t speak for everyone here of course. We all saw the same movies and what was left unseen (because of the limited screentime) is open to interpretation. Everyone has a different headcanon, even Hayley wasn’t really sure when she was asked about it.

If you think they were an item, go ahead. If you don’t, more power to you.

It’s like the question if Steve and Buck were a thing. The actors said they hadn’t played it with that intention but if fans liked to interpret it as such, they wouldn’t object.

If you asked me and only me, I’d say Steve and Peggy were not in a romantic/sexual relationship during WWII. They weren’t even actively courting. There just was lots of eye fucking involved and immense mutual pining. Steve carrying her picture around, without her knowledge mind you, like a schoolboy with his first crush, and his embarrassed reaction when he was found out underlined it. Peggy testing the waters at the bar, showing Steve that she had noticed his shy interest in her and that she returned that interest.

But they were in a very extreme situation - war! And she was his superior/liaison. As a woman in her position, she was fighting enough sexist prejudices, she didn’t need to encourage those by sleeping with THE Captain.

Also they never acted like they were in a relationship (especially awkward Steve), only like two people deeply in love and longing for each other but always separated by a rift. They kept their relationship professional and platonic while their eyes screamed for more. They danced around each other, never saying out loud what they felt which also lead to the “fondue faux pas”.

I think a good enough parallel would be courtly love, a knight and a lady during medieval times and their pure, desire-filled, yet platonic love for each other. Another example in modern fiction is the relationship between Elisa and Goliath in the Disney cartoon Gargoyles. They knew what the other felt, yet never really talked about it and kept their relationship platonic till the end (yes, the racial issue was part of it as well but that’s another story).

And the importance of The Dance is enough proof for me. We all know it wasn’t only about the simple act of dancing. No, The Dance was also a metaphor for a life after the war, for a future together, for FINALLY being able to actually BE together and start a relationship. The Dance stood for a life, for open love, for sex - and since they never got it (thanks, Steve, you dramatic asshole), they never had the chance to either get to know each other outside of an extreme situation, explore those feelings they had for each other or put those into action.

Now, looking at Steggy as a part of a movie, I think if there had been anything going on, we would know for sure! Johnston did a wonderful job when it came to Steggy scenes and I think he would have made sure to include a scene or even an unambiguous hint if they had been more than Captain and Agent.

It’s that bitter-sweetness of a lost chance never taken and what could have been what makes Steggy so lovely and sad in my opinion. They had put a blossoming love on hold, for the sake of others like both Steve and Peggy always do, with the intention of waiting until after the war - only to find out that there was no “after” for them. If they had a relationship, they would have already gotten what they had wanted and Steve’s death “only” ended it. As Tennyson wrote “‘Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all”… and Steggy didn’t get the chance to (openly) love and act on that love which makes their story the most tragic one in the MCU.

But that’s just my interpretation.

Matty Healy [one shot 1]

He smelled like cigarettes and his favourite cologne. Although he hadn’t smoked for hours, the scent of smoke was still present. It always was, and I liked it like that. His smell reminded me of those evenings on my balcony, just the two of us smoking and staring at the stars. I’d love to do that again, but somehow it seems like he’s not into that anymore.

Of course he’s exhausted from being on tour for so long, but I feel like he’s not into doing things with me anymore apart from kissing and cuddling and making love. It’s weird to cook, clean and do the groceries while he’s out and about, fuck knows what he’s actually doing. I often think about the time when he wasn’t as busy as he now is, the time when we used to walk in the park and drink tasteless black coffee in crappy coffee shops for hours. It’d be us against the world, but now he sleeps until noon and leaves after only a bowl of cereals.

I sat up, letting go of his arm which had laid around my waist all night long. My body shivered as my feet touched the cold wooden floor. I got up and got out of my slip dress, searching for a pair of jeans and a sweater. I put on a black tee, which I guess was Matty’s, and slid into a pair of black jeans. I didn’t even bother to check my hair and make up, because my make up should be in the place it was last night and I simply didn’t care about my hair.

The sound of a moving Matty startled me a bit, I hope I didn’t wake him up. I turned around to look at him, just to make sure he was asleep. But he wasn’t, his sleepy stared at me and I stared back. He checked me out from head to toe which made me feel uncomfortable, it’s weird because it doesn’t necessarily makes me feel insecure, I just don’t like the way he looks at me when he checks me out.

‘Good morning babe,’ he said with his raspy voice.

'Morning,’ I sighed. 'I was just going for a smoke outside, if you don’t mind.’

'I’d love to accompany you, if you don’t mind.’ He’s such a babe.

'I don’t, but Matty, I can tell you’re hungover so maybe you should get some more sleep. It’s only eight AM.’ I don’t want to be rude but he needs his sleep, he got so pissed last night. I bet he doesn’t remember that he puked a couple of hours ago, it was disgusting to be honest.

'No, I’m alright, just having a slight headache. I’m sure some fresh air will do good, give me a minute.’ I watched him getting out of bed and searching for some clothes, he looked awfully wrecked.

I just stood there, awkwardly watching him, so I figured out I’d better go get him some Advils and a glass of water. The bedroom door led me straight to the living area of our small apartment. It was a complete mess : piles of clothes, coats and books were everywhere. Ashtrays full of cigarette butts were on the dining table as well as on the couch, and I could easily spot five empty bottles of wine in a quick glance. Fuck, when did this happen? The thought of cleaning this shit made me cringe already. But first, I really needed my smoke right now.

I quickly grabbed the last clean glass and filled it with water, Matty was now searching his boots in the living room.

'Babe, I got you some Advils.’

'Thanks love.’ I watched him get into his boots - they were under the couch - and walk over to me to take the pair of Advils and drink the water. He put his empty glass in the sink and leaned in to hug me.

'I’m so lucky to have you, Y/N,’ he whispered in my ear.

I leant back and looked him straight in the eyes.

'I love you, Matty. You should know that by now.’

We have been together for months now, and as strange as it may seem, I’ve never told him I loved him. Neither did he tell me, but I was okay with it because it has always been obvious to me that he cared. And that’s all I’d ever needed, but I really wanted a response from him now. Although I said to myself it didn’t bother because he cared anyways, it did bother. I wanted him to love me too, I was hoping that wasn’t too much to ask for.

But I didn’t get the answer I was hoping for, all he did was nod and give me a quick peck on my lips. I followed him while he got out of our hug and left the front door.

He didn’t bother to wait on me while I closed and locked the door and he simply got in the lift. I got really annoyed when I heard the lift doors close and I decided to take the stairs. Luckily, we only lived on the third floor so the few stairs wouldn’t exhaust me too much. When I made it to the hall I got even more upset because he’d already gone outside. I got my cigs out of my coat’s pocket and realised I’d lost my lighter. Whilst going outside I immediately spotted Matty, sitting on a bench at the park on the other side of the road. If it wasn’t for a light I wouldn’t even ran up to him, to be honest.

'Can you give me a light?’ I didn’t want to sit next to him so I just stood there.

He nodded an handed me his lighter, looking as uninterested in me as possible. Fucking jerk.

I quickly lit my cigarette and took a drag. I was one hundred percent done by now.

'You know what?’ I spat out while I threw his lighter on to his lap. 'Fuck you Matty, fuck you and all your fucking bullshit.’

I walked into the park, struggling to hold the tears back and violently taking long drags of my fag.

'Please, Y/N!’ I heard him calling my name but it only made things worse. Couldn’t he just leave me alone?

I felt his hand grab my shoulder while his other hand tried to get hold of my waist. At that point I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore and I started to hysterically sob. He now forced me into a tight embrace and let me sob on his shoulder. He tried to comfort me by whispering calming words in my ear and lightly stroking my back. When I’d calmed down a bit I was able to take the last drags of my cig and breathe again.

'Matty?’ I asked, my voice cracked but I didn’t care.

'I just want to hold you,’ he said whilst getting an ever tighter grip on my waist.

'I love you, Matty.’ It wasn’t my intention to say it, but I just did. As simply as it is, I just love him. It was the right thing to do, because I know that he’ll be okay with it. Matty means a lot to me, the way he always knows how to comfort me, the way he likes to have deep conversations, it has always felt right with him. And even without conformation I just know he feels the same, if he didn’t he would’ve have got out of whatever we’re doing right now a long time ago. Right?

'Y/N, I care so much about you. I care, for fucks sake. I fucking care about you.’ His hands cupped my face and he leant in for a kiss.

I leant back to look in his eyes.

'That’s all I’ll ever need.’


“The all-American kid from Vancouver.”

  • Inquisitor: If you don't mind my asking...the Hero of Ferelden was a Circle mage. Did you know her?
  • Cullen: I attended her Harrowing, actually. She was a lovely woman.
  • Inquisitor: ...Lovely?
  • Cullen: There was some...youthful infatuation on my part. A feeling I had forsaken until recently.
  • Inquisitor: You never acted on it?
  • Cullen: She was one of my charges. Even if she felt the same it would've been...inappropriate.
  • Cullen: I saw her once, after she became a Warden. She freed the tower during the Blight. I would be dead or mad, if not for her.
  • Cullen: I was in a sorry state when she found me. The things I said were...unkind. Untoward. I regret them now. I wish she knew that.

anonymous asked:

Jimin going back to the same place yoonmin took that photo 2 years ago gave me the fuzzy feels!!! Like it would have been perfect if yoongi was there too but seeing jimin so happy in that pic is so cute!! That's literally like a boyfriend going back to their favorite place and sending it to their lover like "remember this place??" :'))) and the fact that jimin had that yoonmin pic as his wallpaper for the longest time like ughh BOYFRIENDS

i didn’t know that thing about his wallpaper ;; mAH HEART

and yeah it was so cute they’re so cute 

anonymous asked:

Another reason Gerard is trash is bc of all that stuff he said about medication and how against it he was like... Without my meds I probably would've killed myself and for a long time I went off them bc he made it sound like I would be a completely altered person w/ them and my depression was "part of who I am" and bullshit like that. And I have friends who thought the same thing for a long time and didn't get help until things got really bad. #stopgerardway

ye he probably shouldn’t have delved into that kinda shit I really believe he did more damage than good on that one

h42el  asked:

Another dog at the park kept crowding my dog despite her signals. I picked her up... the other owner said doing so will make her be more scared. Is this part of the "let dogs sort it out themselves" nonsense? Or, what should I do instead? I was told to "send away" the other dog, but that might not be possible or safe for me. I would've dismissed it if my vet (while treating a small abrasion she got at this same park) hadn't also agreed. Is this 'don't pick up your dog' a legit thing or nah?

Both sides have some truth to them, and it’s really going to depend on your dog - is she going to tolerate the dog indefinitely and be miserable, or is she going to tell him off by barking/snapping/growling? If it’s the former, rescue your dog. For the latter, I would say monitor it but don’t intervene.

I know, it’s super weird to see me advocating for ‘bad behavior’ aka barking or snapping. But the thing is, dogs need to learn to set boundaries with each other for social interactions and we’ve gotten so over-protective as pet parents that often we don’t even give them a chance. Lots of really pushy dogs end up that way because they never get told off by the other dogs they bother - we always swoop in and end playtime when puppies get too rough. If we didn’t, the bullied puppy would eventually get fed up and let the bully know, which teaches the bullied puppy that it can stand up for itself and other dogs will listen and teaches bullies they have to pay attention to the boundaries of other dogs or lose their playmates. 

So, when your dog is getting pushed around, I am always an advocate of giving them the chance to stand up for themselves and set their own boundaries. If they’re being harassed too much or the other dog doesn’t listen when they do, then definitely help your dog out. If you pick her up every time there’s an asshole dog around, you’re not helping her learn skills to resolve the situations and making her dependent on you for rescue. 

anonymous asked:

What do you think would've happened in GMNY if Farkle didn't say anything? Do you think Lucas and Maya would've been/still be together? Do you think Riley would've said something by now?

I think Lucas and Maya would have gotten together at some point between New Years and the start of high school, for sure. They were on the brink of something that night on the roof. Yes, they both clearly had some other things going on (campfire v. library and loving 2 people at the same time), but I think that if their behavior between Texas and New Years is anything to go on, they would have gotten together eventually. Why? Because they kept trying. Despite all the obstacles, they kept trying, taking baby steps towards being something legit. Unlike rilucas, who broke up and explicitly decided to be friends after their dates in New World, Lucaya kept trying, romantically speaking. Now, granted they weren’t actually a “thing” with a label like Riley and Lucas were and that does add a complicated layer of pressure to the whole thing, but the point is, Lucaya continued to take steps forward, where Rilucas more or less stalled in this nebulous thing.

Lucaya’s talk on the roof was a pretty giant leap for them, with Maya confirming her feelings and Lucas doing the same via subtext. Maya’s “It’s one minute to midnight and I’m glad you’re standing here”, was basically, “I like you and I want you next to me romantically this year”. And Lucas’, “Well, that kind of makes up for everything”, was pretty much him saying, “I like you too and I like that you want me next too you romantically in the coming year. I’d like that too.” They were on the brink of something that night, no question. Not saying they would have gotten together that night or anything, but I think it would have happened naturally at some point.

Do I think Riley would have said something eventually? Yes. She might not have even needed to say anything at all because her actions would have spoken pretty loudly for her after a while. Riley tried to step back like Maya had and it worked for a bit, but girl was already cracking by Texas 3 and she had like, minimum chill by New Years. The way she walked over to the grown up bay window and sat next to Lucas and Maya when it was clear they were having a moment…Riley’s armor was cracking and eventually it would have shattered. Her and Lucas are unfinished business and until they’re finished, Lucas and Maya will not be able to have a legitimate relationship. Rilucas needs to sort their own shit before Lucas can have anything with Maya and I think we would have learned that the hard way if Lucas and Maya had gotten together and Farkle had never blabbed.

  • Shepard: It's incredible.
  • Garrus: I'd be lying if I said I didn't hope it would inspire a certain.. mood.
  • Shepard: Something on your mind?
  • Garrus: It seemed like you needed time to.. Figure us out.. Are you ready to be a one-turian kind of woman?
  • Shepard: The only thing that made leaving Earth bearable was knowing you were out there somewhere.
  • Garrus: I felt the same way. The worst part about the galaxy going to hell would've been never getting to see you again.
  • Shepard: Well, here I am.. Exactly where I want to be.. I love you, Garrus Vakarian.