i'm just so happy for her she finally got her win!!

“Unpredictable” Langst Fic(trigger warning)

I received a request by a close friend to make this prompt into a Klangst fic, and I can only say that this is the best that I can do. “I’m Sorry” part 3 will be up sometime by tomorrow, probably in the late afternoon. I know you guys want more but unfortunately, I’m still working on it. I’m sorry I swear I’ll get it up soon and I’ll put all my effort into making the story enjoyable. If you guys want to see Klangst I’ll do my best to keep that a part of the fic and if I don’t get it right or don’t live up to your expectations I am so sorry. I’ll try really hard to make you all happy. I swear.

-Orion


They had no idea how many fighters there would really be.

They had underestimated Lotor’s ability to take lead of the war, while his father was recuperating from the severe beating Voltron had given him.

Overall, Voltron was outnumbered. They were unable to keep up with the multitude of jets, which seemed to be a never-ending fleet.

Shiro pushed them to the brink, and finally, they were able to take out enough ships to give them an opening.

Hunk used his Bayard to form his shoulder cannon, taking out the ion cannons on a majority of the warships, forcing Lotor to pull back his fleet and retreat. 

But not before Blue was shot by a fleeing fighter jet. 

Somehow, the laser cut through Blue, shattering through her cockpit and nailing Lance in the back. Blue lurched forward, feeling Lance’s pain.

The right side of Lance’s torso was burned. The team was so wrapped up in the exhilaration of victory, they didn’t notice Lance choking back pain filled sobs. He suppressed them and began laughing along with the others, ignoring his own agony. They didn’t need to deal with the knowing he was hurt when they were so happy. He felt blood trickle down his chin, and he knew he had bashed his head against the controls when Blue lurched.

Lance shook his head, feeling just how quickly the pain overcame him. He choked but swallowed back any form of distress.

“We did it!” Pidge exclaimed excitedly, whooping victoriously along with Hunk’s victory dance.

“Nice job team!” Shiro complemented proudly, smiling as he turned his lion around, flying back towards the castle, and a well earned resting period. Allura smiled proudly at the paladins, her face popping up on the intercoms in front of each paladin.

Lance’s attempts at concealing his pain were in vain. Allura noticed almost immediately.

“Well done paladins! Come quickly so that we may celebrate! I’ll open the hall of lions once you are all directly outsi- Lance?!” Allura’s worried tone sliced through the intercoms and all the paladins’ focuses were on Lance’s screen in a split second.

The paladins all periodically enlarged the screen.

Keith choked.

“Hey, guys! W-we did it!” Lance laughed uneasily, trying to cover his wound. But blood was more difficult to conceal, as was the immediate agony of moving, blossoming across his face.

Shit- everyone get back to the castle! Lance- do you think you can make it in time?!” Shiro shouted, the terror of losing Lance overcoming him. He had never sworn in front of the others before, and that was enough to send them into a panic. Pidge and Hunk were on the verge of tears, and Keith’s anxiety held him teetering over the edge of oblivion that was his mind.

Lance grinned, but slowly, his eyes shut, and his head fell forward.

Anxiety bloomed in everyone’s chest, and Shiro was that much closer to a panic attack.

“Lance?! ” Shiro all but screamed, leaning forward in his cockpit chair, seemingly trying to reach out to Lance through the screen. Blue started moving, but Lance, seemingly lifeless, did not move an inch on the intercoms.

“The blue lion is piloting itself?!” Pidge exclaimed, confusion and dread evident in their tone. Blue sped towards the Castle.

“Follow Blue! Hurry!” Keith shouted, turning Red around swiftly, immediately flooring it. He flew to the Castle at an alarming speed, with Pidge and Hunk right behind him. Shiro, shaken from the sudden realization Lance might not have made it, was a little slow on catching up with the others. He shook the thoughts away in denial.

He has to make it. He has got to be okay.’ Shiro thought, speeding after the others.

Blue all but smashed through the hangar doors, much to Allura’s shock, and flew directly to her landing point.

Blue landed safely, careful not to shake too much, intending not to hurt Lance any further, and once she had, she turned all her energy towards waking him.

Wake, my Blue paladin. Your teammates need you.’  Blue nudged Lance into consciousness, and he reluctantly complied. He shook his head, attempting to shake away the feelings of agony. Blue supported his attempts by forcing positive emotions into his thought process. 

He felt exceedingly better and was even capable enough to rise out of his piloting chair, afterward making his way to the cockpit’s exit.

Keith spun Red into landing position, opened the cockpit, and booked it, running towards Lance as fast as he possibly could.

“Lance?! Lance?!” Keith, Hunk, and Pidge all ran to the Blue Lion, their feet slamming into the cold metal floors of the Castle. Blue’s eyes dimmed, and Keith was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

“Please be okay, please be okay…” Keith heard Shiro mutter, finally landing Black into the hangar and hopping out quickly. Shiro caught up almost immediately, soon followed by a worried Coran and a panicked Allura.

“Not Lance… Anyone but Lance.” Hunk whispered to himself breathlessly, tears threatening to spill. Keith tried his best to keep his mind from wandering to dark thoughts about Lance’s state.

They skidded to a halt. Blue’s cockpit was opening.

Out stumbled Lance, and Keith tricked himself into feeling relief- until he saw the blood.

There was so much of it.

The crimson substance trickled out of his mouth, down his arm, and there was blood all across his torso. His forehead had blood dripping down the right side of it. His usually soft brown hair was a tangled mess, matted against his head due to all the blood.

Lance?” Keith’s voice cracked.

Lance looked so pale. His knees were shaking. His breathing was uneven. His blue eyes looked so empty. And yet, he still managed to pull off his winning smile without a hitch. Keith’s stomach lurched.

“Yup. In all my wounded, bloody glory.” Lance chuckled, his expression littered with pain.

“We need to get you to the healing pods.” Keith ran forward, and as soon as he got close enough, he lifted Lance into his arms bridal style. Lance’s breathing hitched, but when Keith looked down at him, he smirked.

“Who knew the hotheaded Keith could be such a gentleman?” Lance chuckled, and Keith almost blushed.

“I don’t need a pickup line right now Lance- I need you to keep your eyes open and stay alive.” Keith lifted an eyebrow, lifting one arm slightly. Lance gasped, an agonizing pain shooting through his spine from the faint movement.

Keith stared down at the agony-ridden Lance and finally took a good look at the wound.

His stomach lurched uncomfortably.

Lance had been shot with one of Zarkon’s lasers.

Lance was dying.


Part two

anonymous asked:

(1/2) i love lance more than anything but i'm also in love with the percy jackson series and recently i was thinking; unclaimed!lance, stuffed into the hermes cabin, and all alone even with everyone around him. because his friends are out there, having a jolly good time being claimed (Hunk is Hephaestus, Pidge is Demeter, Keith is Ares, Shiro is Ares.) and he's stuffed with Hermes. And he's so sad over it, yknow? because he doesnt know what he is, who he is, and he feels so left out

(2/2) because he sticks out like a sore thumb in the hermes cabin, he’s not all cunning and thieving like they naturally are (hermes is the god of thieves) and it kind of just kills him bc he’s always had a big & close family and all of a sudden he was torn away from them and hauled into this camp and then he finds out he doesnt even know whose kid he is?! (i like to imagine him being claimed as a son of poseidon and finally, finally feeling at peace bc he knows who he is now)

I am weak for Percy Jackson, how did you know Okay so, lets say this is in canon verse for the Percy Jackson series- they had the war and they won and shit- and imagine, Lance, who doesn’t know who he is, who is kinda good at sword fighting but much better at long range archery, who gets a long very well with Will Solace and the Apollo cabin, move into a cabin that is almost always empty. 

Yeah, he’s excited to be Percy Jackson’s sibling and all, but holy fuck, is it lonely in the cabin. Percy is at collage now, and Tyson is in Rome with Ella, and the cabin is so lonely and silent and it honestly bothers him. That is until Percy and Tyson find out they have a younger sibling. (In canon, Percy is like 18-19, and in this AU pretty boy, Lance, is like 16, and Tyson is a cyclops their age scales work differently.) And they’re like rushing to camp to meet them. All of the seven do. And of course he hung out with Nico, cause you know, friends with Will Solace, so hes already cool with him, but now he’s friends with all the demigods that are like… cool as shit and strong as shit. And he hangs out with Jason Grace- little known fact about Lance, he has a crush on one Jason Grace, much to Keith’s annoyance. 

So he starts hanging out with the seven plus everyone else, and his friends are like, “What” because now Lance is really cool, and being recognized for being really cool, and he has all these new friends, and Hunk doesn’t want to be replaced. Cue a big emotional scene were they talk it out and Hunk is introduced to everyone and Leo is like, “Oh yeah that’s my brother, hes a nerd.” And Pidge takes a little longer too come around to Lance but when she does. Oh boy. Pidge hugs and cuddles Lance to death and won’t let him go because she doesn’t want Lance to forget her like her family had too in the awe of his new friends. Next is actually Shiro, and his is a little less emotional, and they just talk it out about how he wants too be Lance’s friend, always. So… Keith.

Keith, golden boy of the ares cabin, can not deal with the thought of Lance abandoning him for his new friends especially Jason mother fucking Grace. And all of his siblings are like, oh just confess to him you wimp, except Clarisse because she gets hot hard it is to love someone who is in love with another person Selina  so she doesn’t tell him anything, instead, she tells him he should talk too Nico about it- Because lets face it, Nico is great and probably waited around doing that mutual pinning thing for will for like two weeks until they got together (This disregards canon because canon is dumb when it comes to how they got together) and he knows. So Keith goes to Nico, they talk, and Keith tries to confess to Lance. Except he accidentally challenges Jason too a duel instead. And holy chicken fry, Lance ain’t prepared. Like to see his major crush, challenge his minor crush, and have his minor crush accept? (Piper’s laughing her ass off and taking bets.) He is shook. Especially when Keith tells him in the Poseidon cabin that hes fighting for Lance.  So the day of the fight he walks over to Lance and tells him to keep his eyes on him, and Lance does. Keith wins- to everyone’s surprise and since no one won in the betting pool Piper keeps all the winnings and he just, kisses Lance. And Lance kisses back. So now Lance has family, friends, and a boyfriend- BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE

Because Sally is the best mom ever to exist, she invites Lance over, and just smothers him in affection, because his own mom is in Cuba. He cries, she makes cookies, Paul is happy to have another person that they consider a son, and Sally is going to give birth soon, its going to be great. 

Here’s the thing about the new canon.

Essentially they want us to watch the Original Trilogy, completely invested in the fact that our heroes will triumph, and then they want us to watch The Force Awakens and just be totally OK with the fact that everything we were just presented with over the course of three films is out the window.

They want Star Wars fans to spend several hours watching Han and Leia’s love story, watching them fight for each other, overcome personal obstacles to be together, make incredible sacrifices for each other–they want us to spend ESB and ROTJ rooting for them, want us to watch Han hold her close as they both smile at the end of the trilogy, want us to be happy and hopeful and thrilled that their true love has made it through–and then they want us to watch TFA and see that their marriage failed, and they want us to accept it.

They want us to get invested in our heroes–in Han and Luke and Leia–and desperately hope that they all make it through. They want us to be invested in their personal allegiances to one another to the point that we KNOW that Han will come back at the battle of Yavin for Luke and Leia, we KNOW that he’ll go out into freezing conditions to rescue Luke, we KNOW that he’ll run into Echo Base to rescue Leia on Hoth, we KNOW that Luke will ignore his Jedi Masters and abandon his training to go rescue Leia and Han on Bespin, we KNOW that Leia will risk her safety to go back for Luke at Cloud City, we KNOW that Luke and Leia will leave the rebellion and put themselves at risk to rescue Han, WE KNOW WE KNOW WE KNOW. The new canon wants us to sit there KNOWING ALL THESE THINGS, knowing that they are the most important damn things in the galaxy to one another, knowing that they’re family and that they love each other. They want us to know it and be invested in it and root for it–root for the strength of that bond and that loyalty and root for them all to make it through together–for all of them to triumph together. And they do!

And then TFA wants us to COMPLETELY CHANGE OUR MINDS and accept that all of that is destroyed. That bond is broken. Luke has abandoned his friends for some reason. Han has left Leia. Leia is all alone. And not only has that crucial bond just been cast aside, but their triumphs have all been undone. Empire defeated?? Welcome to Empire 2.0!!! Death Stars destroyed??? Welcome to Death Star 3.0!!!! Vader redeemed???? Welcome to Vader 2.0, and even worse, he’s your own damn son/nephew AND he kills Han!!!!!! It just takes their victory and deconstructs every single piece of it, and the only possible way that that maybe could have been tolerable would have been if AT LEAST they were still together, still true to the loyalty we knew, unstoppable and united no matter what new dangers they face, and they’re NOT. The Original Trio, the most beloved and iconic characters of all time, are just completely leveled to NOTHING. Fractured and broken up and reduced to these miserable un-versions of themselves. And the new canon wants you, as a Star Wars fan to accept this, because “Don’t worry!! We have these three shiny NEW heroes for you!!!! They’ll get a happy ending for sure!!!!” But??? What??? I don’t give a shit about their ending, what about the ending we were already supposed to have had???? The one you made me hope for for three damn movies??? The one I was lead to believe was true???? What about that ending??????

No, they decided that they were going to go back thirty years after the fact and change it.

But wait, you say, how did this happen??? How could these people at Lucasfilm who were claiming to “protect” Star Wars destroy Luke and Leia and Han like that?? How could they write a Han Solo who abandons Leia to do all the fighting all alone when there’s a fascist regime routinely trying to kill her and their son is a part of it and her brother has vanished without a trace??? How could they write a Luke who’s evidently turned his back on the galaxy–on the FAMILY–that needs him??? How could they have DESTROYED LEIA’S WHOLE LIFE????? ALL of their lives???? And for seemingly no reason!!!! They could have easily written a movie to introduce the new characters and create conflict without dismantling every single thing about our beloved trio and their dynamic. But they didn’t. They slaughtered them.

And then you listen to these people speak. And they start saying things like Leia clearly could never have been an attentive mother because she was too preoccupied with politics and her career. Han could never have been happy settling down and committing to something–not even his family–so OBVIOUSLY he left and he’s smuggling again. Han and Leia were too incompatible and could never have worked. Luke is off in EXILE because AREN’T ALL JEDI MASTERS SUPPOSED TO BE IN EXILE???????????

And you’re just. You’re floored. You’re blown away. It’s like those people didn’t even fucking WATCH Star Wars. Did they completely miss the fact that Leia’s character arc is about learning to care about things that aren’t the rebellion, and learning to rely on people–not just herself???? Did they not see how much she’s already lost–LITERALLY HER ENTIRE WORLD–and how much she had to suffer before she finally got something that was hers again? Did they not see the hell she had to go through to get it???? Did they really think she would throw that away after all that–did they think that LEIA of all people couldn’t have balanced a career and a family????

Were they just twiddling their thumbs when HAN SOLO’S ENTIRE FREAKING STORY IS ABOUT REALIZING THAT HE’S NOT A SMUGGLER, NOT SELFISH, NOT THAT MAN ANYMORE–MAYBE NEVER REALLY WAS THAT MAN. LEARNING TO COMMIT–TO STAY WITH LEIA AND LUKE AND THE REBELS AND SACRIFICE HIMSELF IF NEED BE????? HIS ENTIRE GROWTH AS A CHARACTER WAS AWAY FROM SELFISHNESS AND FLIGHTINESS. HE BECAME A STEADFAST, BRAVE, DEPENDABLE MAN COMMITTED TO HIS FRIENDS AND HIS LOVE AND THE CAUSE. HOW DID THEY WATCH THOSE FILMS AND SAY “WELL HAN COULD NEVER SETTLE DOWN.”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Did they not notice that Luke’s DEFINING characteristic throughout the original trilogy is his loyalty to his loved ones??? His utter refusal to let harm come to them–to give up on them?? His refusal to abandon them???? And then they want us to believe that he… abandoned them?????

So essentially the thing about the new canon is that people who don’t understand Star Wars are suddenly in charge of Star Wars, and they go back and ignore the characterization of three entire films and present us with material that is entirely contradictory of the original trilogy, and then they don’t understand why people have reacted negatively. 

And then of course you get fans screaming about how it’s REALISTIC this way.

When the fuck did you get the idea that Star Wars is supposed to be realistic??????? Star Wars is NOT about realism. It’s a Space Fairytale. An epic saga. It’s not supposed to be Game of Thrones grimdark jam in the tragedy. It was never like that for forty years. It was never presented that way. George Lucas was ADAMANT in making this point. And that’s why it resonated with so many people–that’s why it was such a success. Because it was uplifting. It was inspiring. It touched that part of our hearts where those fairytales live–where it’s possible for our heroes to go up against the forces of evil and WIN and have a happy ending. That’s why they gave Luke and Leia and Han the happy fucking ending!!!!

And the thing with the new canon is that they don’t care. They don’t care about “protecting Star Wars.” They don’t care about what Star Wars stands for. They don’t care about what George Lucas created. They care about money. They don’t want you to be invested in Han and Luke and Leia anymore. They want you to care about Finn and Rey and Poe, and apparently no one at Lucasfilm understood that they didn’t have to destroy the old characters to get people to like the new ones.

And for the record, just because the people delivering this truly appalling “new canon” horrorshow AU are Disney and Lucasfilm does NOT mean that I have to accept it all as true. They don’t understand Star Wars, they don’t care about it, they’re not its original creator, and I don’t have to accept a single thing they say.

That’s the thing about the new canon.

i’ve been thinking about this for two weeks now and i know i will never have the time to actually get this au done unless i wait like… after i do two other multi-chapters (so like a year or two basically) but JUST HEAR ME OUT. long post. because do you really expect anything different from me at this point??? i’ve thought the whole thing out. this is basically a story outline rather than a prompt. lakjfhlkhj. guys.

OUAT CS JUMANJI AU.

(Do I have your attention?)

Emma and Henry move into this old house on the outskirts of this sleepy little town, Storybrooke, so that they can be closer to the woman who helped Emma get back on her feet a decade prior, Mary Margaret, Henry’s honorary aunt. The house is massive and could use some serious work but they got it dirt cheap because of some town myth that something terrible happened there to the original owners who lived there 200 years ago. Legend has it that there were strange, terrifying goings-on in the town for weeks, nothing anyone can prove though aside from some hokey old newspaper clippings hanging up in Granny’s Diner. Emma takes it all with a grain of salt. Henry thinks it’s awesome.

They slowly settle in, unpacking very gradually. Emma and Mary Margaret spend a lot of time trying to clean up the dusty, cobwebbed mess of the long-closed house while Henry escapes to explore. He startles when he hears something odd. The sound leads him to the attic, which is still stocked with countless items from those who lived there prior, stuff he can’t wait to dig into. But first he has to figure out what that noise is, and he’s excited when he comes across a fancy, but worn, leather box that has “Once Upon A Time” scrawled across the top. The noises stop. It’s a board game. Definitely something he can get behind after all the work they’ve been doing to the house.

He takes the game downstairs to his mom and MM and begs them to take a break and play a little, and they relent. The game comes with vague sort of instructions, that whichever player reaches the end first wins, yada yada, maybe a reference to happily ever afters being harder to seize than one would think. So they start.

And things get. Crazy.

I’m talking… beanstalks curling around the house and an ogre trying to break through and flying monkeys invading the town and fairies casting spells and magic beans opening portals and the Dark One coming after them.

And, of course, towards the beginning one of Emma’s rolls conjures a man from within the game. It’s Captain fucking Hook, or, as he explains to her, Killian Jones – the original owner of Emma’s home. The only reason Emma, Mary Margaret, and Henry survive as they do is because they have Killian to guide them through the chaos. He’s closed off, but opens up slowly as they go on, particularly to Emma.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I'm the sick anon from a few days ago - I recovered! If it's possible to ask for another request (ignore if not), how about the RFA + Saeran + Vanderwood (why not?) go bowling? What kind of crazy shenanigans would happen? (I'm also really happy to see your blog growing - hopefully it gets even bigger!)

good to hear from you again, anon, and I’m glad you’re doing better! now, about your request, well… I had a solid idea of what I wanted to do but it got lost and I don’t know what happened lol. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. 

ohhh~ thanks for the encouraging words by the way! it’s gotten big enough to make us question our entire existence just like zen in this request like rlly guys are you lost? but we love you anyways mwah~

- Admin Cat Mom.

mmkay before we start we’re gonna put these goofballs in teams because that’s gonna make things ten times more interesting:

  • Team Alpha Super Awesome Cool Honey Buddha Squadron: Yoosung, Seven, Saeran, Vanderwood.
  • Team ‘we’re not naming the team as your fur ball, Jumin’: Zen, Jumin, Jaehee, V.

I think you can pretty much guess who named each team.

Yoosung

  • probably something like this.
  • puppy tried his best leave him alone.
  • wants to die, he’s a college student how is he supposed to pay for that?
  • swears he’s good!! he just… needs a bit of warm up, that’s all.
  • the one (1) time he strikes he does a silly victory dance and starts jumping in excitement.
  • one of his shoes ends up who knows where.
  • most likely hitting someone in the face.
  • what in the world… did you do with your legs, boy? what were you trying to reach? the sun? 
  • throwing yourself into the sun sounds like the perfect solution for the disasters you’re causing, though, we can’t blame you.
  • but please tie your laces properly next time.

Seven

  • IS HERE TO WIN.
  • and boy does he deliver.
  • does the weirdest poses while somehow managing to get high scores.
  • is all over yoosung the entire time, hugs and screams and ridiculous “secret” handshakes to celebrate even when their balls land in the gutter.
  • and actually poor thing tried to hug everyone on his team but saeran gave him the cold shoulder and vanderwood took out their taser.
  • gets bored after a while and starts messing with everyone.
  • hacks the system, now the scoring screens are filled with cats.
  • zen is now sneezing and yelling and questioning his existence.

Saeran

  • bonds with vanderwood and makes fun of everyone.
  • “what do you mean you can’t smoke in here?”
  • is annoyed, even the act of lifting the ball is bothersome to him.
  • maybe he doesn’t feel like playing this dumb game stop staring at him for fuck’s sake.
  • “the hell are you looking at?”
  • death stares, lots of death stares.
  • is actually embarrassed of his poor bowling skills.
  • “there are just too many people here can we please go home now”
  • he only agreed to go because seven promised him ice cream.
  • and instead of ice cream he has a vanderwood and ugly shoes.

Vanderwood

  • wonders why they’re there in the first place.
  • knows like half of these people.
  • turns out most of them are fucking hilarious.
  • narcissist rat man won’t stop whining and sneezing lmao why is no one immortalizing this moment on a camera.
  • no worries fam seven’s got you covered.
  • scary lady aka jaehee seems like quite the contestant, the only one worthy of their time for that matter.
  • and the place is literally crumbling down thanks to crybaby #2.
  • anyways, when it comes to the actual bowling part, they look like a majestic fairy??
  • their hair looks fantastic and shiny, they’ve taken off their signature jacket, their posture is excellent and to sum it up vanderwood is a blessing to this world.

Zen

  • WHINES.
  • he’s supposed to be doing this with his girlfriend.
  • and why does he have to be in the same team as mr. trust fund kid.
  • ~more whining~
  • sort of good at bowling, knows what he’s doing.
  • girls around them start staring and whispering because of cOURSE he’s bragging and showing off his muscles, of course.
  • takes pleasure in making fun of jumin at first until he makes it his goal to surpass his scores because there’s no way in hell he can be this good?
  • again, honey, you’re on the same team.
  • before we know it, they start bickering over nonsense.
  • is having the worst of times.
  • GIVE. THIS MAN. A BREAK.

Jumin

  • oh my oh my what is this commoners’ leisure activity he’s never played before and is now deeply interested in.
  • gets himself his own pair of bowling shoes, and a ball which has a kitten printed in it… yeah, that’s elizabeth the 3rd.
  • he also read books and did research beforehand like did you think this man would attend such a physically demanding event without careful and well thought out preparation? please.
  • does the granny style at some point.
  • the kind of guy to bowl a strike while looking completely clueless.
  • but when he gets the hang of it, he gets so cocky.
  • his winning smirk is priceless.
  • tries to teach zen his ways despite being mocked because he’s got a forgiving and generous soul.

Jaehee

  • feels awkward at first because she doesn’t want to be there?? with her boss?? may god have mercy on her soul.
  • her ball falls in the gutter a few times, she’s so awkward and people are staring oh god it’s kind of a her-first-RFA-party situation all over again.
  • after warming up a little and getting used to it, though… oh boy.
  • she’s enjoying this.
  • aces every shot.
  • everyone’s scared.
  • no one can defeat her, unbeatable, she’s queen.
  • stress? what is stress? stress is for the weak, stress has finally left her sacred body and she’s finally reached that mental peace she’s yearned for years.
  • is so into it she almost calls jumin a sucker.
  • honey, you’re on the same team.

V

  • is not very good at it.
  • doesn’t even care.
  • to be honest he’s just there to have a good laugh.
  • puts the minimal effort when it’s his turn, prefers sitting in the back to enjoy the show because everyone is so goddamn Extra, all he’s missing is some popcorn.
  • part of him is happy to see them bonding and having fun though.
  • cheers for ALL of them like a proud dad no matter their final result.
  • gets yelled at because hE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO CHEER FOR THE OPPOSITE TEAM.
  • “goddamn it, v” that was yoosung.
  • laughs and shakes his head because he’s grown so accustomed to his people and their usual bullshit, after all that’s why he loves them all.
Why do I dislike Tales of Zestiria the X?

Recently I’ve been asked one question numerous times: “Why do you think the anime is shit? You only hate it because it doesn’t focus on SorMik, right?”

Now guys, I think it’s vital for me to answer this. Because let’s face it, we will never see face to face if we don’t discuss the matter. And look, here I am, typing this out because I feel this is important. So if you’re curious and want to understand why a lot of us dislike the anime then please bear with me because this will be long (6 pages in Word, 6!)

To make this a little bit easier for me, I’ll assume that you haven’t played the game or watched its walkthrough yet and that you like the anime. But of course if you did either of them it’s good, bc at least you’ll know what I am talking about.

And so, I shall do a character analysis in this post, comparing the game and anime selves to each other while I name some other issues as well. I won’t list all the inconsistency and plot holes the anime has for I’d be here even after my death.

I’m going to try to make you guys understand that while the SorMik fandom is not happy, there are more pressing issues with the anime than that.

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{fearless}

word count: 2,185 words
story peek: “you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless” in which her and peter are the typical “i’ve fallen in love with my best friend” cliché


The rain had always been her favorite kind of weather. The smell always brought a smile to her face and she loved the way raindrops felt on her cheekbones. There was also something, she had noticed, about the way the pavement looked right after a rainstorm. The light from outside made it glow, and if anything she felt like the scent of it only increased. On this particular day, her and Peter had gone out to the nearby café for hot chocolate. The hot beverage warmed her hands in contrast to the cooler weather outside. She insisted on getting a table by the window and Peter didn’t argue because it made her happy.

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The Sun, the North Wind, and the Fanfic Writer

Once upon a time two fanfic readers decided to have a contest to see who could best influence a fanfic writer they both knew to write stories that would please them.

The first reader, the North Wind, said, “Well, I will simply tell the author that her work is crap when she produces something I don’t like. What I like is stories where the main characters are kangaroos. She never writes them as kangaroos, and she SHOULD. If I yell at her loudly enough and use nasty enough terminology, she will feel chastened by my reproaches and write stories which are more to my liking.”

The second reader, the Sun, said, “I will simply enjoy whatever the writer is producing. If I don’t like it, I know that I don’t have to read it. Sometimes I like what this author writes and sometimes I don’t. That’s all right. I know that she’s a busy person and writing stories for us as a hobby, and she doesn’t get anything out of it except for our feedback. I will be kind to her, and hope that she will write more stories of the sort that I like.”

“You fool!” scoffed the North Wind. “Everyone knows that hate is more persuasive! Besides, I feel that she owes me personally the stories that I want to read!”

“Well, you try that,” said the Sun. “But I will try it my way and we will see who wins.”

They waited and waited. The writer found herself a little busy with boring things that she was required to do, rather than the things which she preferred: naps and eating chocolate cake and writing fanfiction. Finally the Sun messaged the North Wind to her let know that the writer had posted a new story. The Sun knew this because she had subscribed to the writer’s page on ao3. The North Wind did not care to show any sort of support, based on her mixed feelings about the writer’s stories, so she had not received the email. The Sun kindly also sent a link, and they both read the story.

The North Wind did not care for the story. The writer had utterly failed to pay attention to the latest trends of character interpretation according to the North Wind’s tumblr dashboard, and had interpreted the characters just as she saw them herself. Worst of all, she did not write them as kangaroos. The North Wind found this to be completely unacceptable, and said so. The North Wind had an account on ao3, but preferred to remain anonymous. “You are terrible!” she commented, using a name other than her own, and an email address that would connect no one to her true self. “You don’t write the characters precisely as I see them and you are therefore untalented and BAD! I hate you and think you should die! Write stories that cater to my every whim or else don’t write at all, you utter hack! Don’t you know that you should write these characters as kangaroos? It’s the only thing that makes sense to any rational mind!”

The writer wrote back and said, “Thank you for having read my story. According to my personal interpretation, this is how these characters would behave. However, you don’t have to read my stories. There’s no need to be so nasty.”

The North Wind copied this response and sent it to the Sun, saying, “Can you believe this??? I will NEVER read her stories again!”

“You always say that,” the Sun said mildly. “And yet you always read her stories. I wonder why.”

The Sun had quite liked the story, and decided to say so. She even wondered if the writer might be feeling a little badly over the North Wind’s angry comments, so she made sure to leave kudos, a bookmark – she had particularly liked the scene with the first kiss and knew that she would want to come back to it – and also left a comment. She commented about the things which she had liked, and asked the author a question about something which she personally had a slightly different opinion on. The writer responded and they had a pleasant conversation about it. The Sun wasn’t entirely convinced to change her own opinion, but understood the writer’s point of view and they ended their conversation amicably.

There was another time when the writer had written something which the Sun did not care for at all. There was a major character death and the Sun cried for days. She could appreciate the form and quality of the writing, but wasn’t sure she knew what to say, so in the end, she never left a comment. She always felt a bit guilty, but when she mentioned it to the writer, it turned out that the writer didn’t mind at all. “Not everyone will like everything I write,” she said cheerfully. “But that’s just the way it goes. I will just keep writing my own stories and hope for the best.”

The Sun thought that was very sensible. Over the years, she and the writer came to know one another a little bit through the conversations they had in comments on the writer’s stories. One day the Sun ventured to ask how the writer felt about the pressure from people like the North Wind to write the characters as kangaroos.

“The characters are not kangaroos in the canon,” the writer said cautiously.

“No, they’re not, but people really like kangaroo fic,” the Sun said, timidly, not wanting to pressure the writer. “People might like your stories even more if you wrote the characters as kangaroos.”

“The characters are not kangaroos in the canon,” the writer repeated, a little more firmly. “I will write them as they are in the canon.”

The Sun accepted this. She realised then that no one would “win” the contest of influence: the writer was simply going to write the stories that she wanted to write, according to her own interpretation. The Sun decided that this was just fine. She continued to read the writer’s stories and they continued to have a good relationship. She noticed that when the writer was happy, she tended to produce more stories, and more quickly. The Sun tried to make the writer happier by leaving kind comments on the stories that she enjoyed. Sometimes the writer wrote stories that the Sun liked more than the others, and sometimes she wrote stories that the Sun liked less than the others. These stories did not lessen the Sun’s opinions of the writer. She was still able to see that, while the writer had made some choices for the characters that she herself didn’t care for, the stories were nonetheless well-crafted and diligently written. And thus, she and the writer became friends and remained so for years. They were both happy.

The North Wind continued to badger the writer for kangaroo stories, particularly ones involving baby kangaroos.

She never got her wish.

The End.

*****

With apologies to the people behind Aesop’s Fables! *sheepish smile*

As Long As I’m With You

I wrote this at work when I was insanely bored. I just got to thinking of our precious Fire baby and how we never get to see his thoughts. This may be deeper than he is canon-wise.. yet I think it’s not because he is actually very mature, we just don’t get to see it because he is very carefree and laid back. But I hope you do enjoy this :)

Summary: It’s always more fun when we’re together. One of the most powerful things that Lucy has ever said to Natsu. But how did Natsu take it? What were his thoughts on it? After their experience with the Eclipse Gate at the GMG, he really starts to wonder…


Natsu stared across the guild hall. He was sitting alone at the bar one rainy day, most of the members had already left for the evening.

There hadn’t been much excitement throughout the day either. Laxus and the Thunder Legion were out on a job, Gray had given up and finally let Juvia cook dinner for him, Erza had decided to stay home for the dad and reassess her armor, and then Lucy said she was tired from their last job and planned on staying home for a few days.

He sighed heavily, laying his head on the bar. He could have just gone out with Happy on a small job… But…

“It’s always more fun when we’re together.”

It had been a while since she had uttered those words on Tenrou Island. They had just got home to their new guild hall after their win in the Grand Magic Games a few days ago, after all.

“What did she mean by that?!” Natsu squeezed his eyes shit. He was at a lost.

Looking over at her again, he smiled behind the folds of his scarf. Lucy and Levy were excitingly talking about a book they both read, Lucy’s whole face lit up, it was adorable.

He furiously scratched his head, he didn’t know what to do now!

“Natsu, what are you doing?” Happy put his fish in his lap to stare at his friend. He had been watching Natsu for a while now; he would look at Lucy, put his head down, act all weird and put his head back down. Then look at her again and start over.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You’re acting weirder than Lucy.”

“I am not,” he groaned, trying to keep the goofy grin off his face, “she’s the weirdest person we know.”

“Whatever you say,” the blue feline was done with the conversation, he happily dug back into his meal.

Natsu hummed before he glanced over to Lucy yet again. She said that in the midst of battle, her head was being crushed by that insane sumo… yet she wouldn’t run.

Natsu had ever had so much respect for one person than in that moment.

And then after that, he watched her die…

Well, not her. Her future self. But it was still Lucy. He watched the life drain out of her eyes. It could have easily been his Lucy that was hit.

His Lucy… he buried his head in his arms. She wasn’t his. She never would be. He was her best friend and partner. That’s all he’d ever be.

“Here you go,” the beautiful white-haired bar maid set down a tankard of Fire Whiskey in front of the dragonslayer.

“Thanks!” he grabbed it and immediately guzzled it down.

“My, my. Calm down, sweetie,” Mira watched Natsu for a moment, “Are you OK? You’ve seemed a little down today.”

“Uh… I’m good!” He grinned sloppily, raising the drink back up so she wouldn’t bother him with more questions he didn’t have answers to.

Mira didn’t seem convinced, but she smiled and walked away.

“You lied to her,” Happy whispered.

“I ain’t lying!” Natsu growled, spilling a bit of the fire, “Nothing’s wrong!”

“Sure, ya dummy,” Happy’s white wings shot out and he flew over to Wendy and Carla who were leaving the guild. He tried to share his fish with Carla but to no avail.

“I’m fine,” Natsu rested his hands on either side of his drink, “I'm… fine…”

But one more look at the blonde Celestial Wizard told him he was dead wrong.

What was wrong with him?

He realized on Tenrou Island that he cared about her more than a friend and he had no idea how to handle that.

He realized during the GMG that he couldn’t live without her and really had no idea about dealing with that.

And now… he was afraid he’d never get to tell her. Because he wasn’t what she was looking for. He was the furthest thing from a nice, intelligent, well read, quiet, princely type of guy she told Levy she was attracted too.

He could protect her and provide for her… but could he make her happy? He thought he did a pretty good job of that for a long time, but his oversensitive hearing debunked that idea. He wasn’t even sure if Lucy was physically attracted to him at all… Not that it mattered. But he was always kinda half naked and she never seemed bothered by it. He always freaked out when she was naked, but he hid it well enough to fool everyone. It wouldn’t be fair if she wasn’t effected either!

So… what do I do with these feelings?” he asked himself, raising his hand to pull on his scarf, wishing for the millionth time Igneel was here to help, “I don’t want them to go away.”

He stood from his bar stool and headed over to her table. She may not feel the same, but that was OK. She was his friend first, no matter what. And for now, that was enough. Plus, he made it his personal goal in life to keep her safe. There was no way anyone was going to hurt her while he was still breathing.

That’s why in a few weeks, when he left after the battle with Tartaros, she would be the only one to get a proper goodbye from him. He was leaving to become stronger, so he would be able to protect her.

But he didn’t know that the dark guild was getting ready to attack. He didn’t know he was about to have another run-in with Zeref, or learn about END…

Right now he was just a member of the strongest guild in Fiore. And he believed he had all the time in the world to spend with Lucy.

Grinning, he ran the last few steps to her and threw his arms around her, “LUCYYY!”

“Gah! Natsu! What are you doing?”

“I’m bored, let’s go do something!”

“I told you I’m not going on a job for a few days.”

“I didn’t say let’s take a job. I said let’s do something. Let’s go to your house and play games!”

“I don’t want to play games, I’m talking to Levy.”

“But I’m boredddd!” he held on tighter to the blonde, not noticing how pink her cheeks were at the contact.

“I am not going to go home just because you’re bored! Go to your own house and do something with Happy.”

“Happy went home with Wendy and Carla. Guess I’ll go see what kind of food you have…”

“Wait! Don’t go to my apartment without me!”

anonymous asked:

i'm just saying if you WANTED to elaborate on why you're more certain than ever j0nerys isn't happening, i would gladly offer you my firstborn or a crateful of the beverage of your choice, whichever you prefer

babies freak me out, so i’ll opt for a crate of strawberitas. now buckle tf up, we’re going for a ride:

first and foremost, we must dispel of the notion that the series’ title—a song of ice and fire—was conceived as such to reflect a romantic link between j (ice) and d (fire), for three reasons:

  • 1. grrm had this title in mind when he penned his original outline, which included a romance between j and arya, so this alone concludes that grrm did not intend any j/d romantic subtext in the title, nor are they endgame, despite what people try to tell you otherwise
  • 2. while i hesitate to cite anyone as the main character in this ensemble cast, the fact remains that j is ice and fire all on his own. not to mention, grrm has said that if you hone in on these two characters alone, you’re missing 90% of the story. that’s a lot of story to miss out on when your focus is on the alleged leads alone
  • 3. FURTHERMORE. let’s say that ice and fire does represent j and d (you know, for funsies): “and” is not equivalent to a heart with an arrow through it. in the event that the title does represent j and d, far more likely it’s as opposing ends, and this “song” is really a war (or some other showdown, throwdown, face-off, dance-off—pick your poison, but it’s not gonna taste like love potion #9)

MOVING ON… 

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anonymous asked:

What you do think about Amy and Jake's personal growth this season? I'm really interested in your opinion about Amy

hi i got this message a while ago but i’ve been rly distracted so i’ll answer it now hi

so basically we started the season with them having been apart for 6 months and jake’s fear that he expressed to holt actually came true: it was weird when they were reunited and weren’t acting normal. which is totally understandable. when you have zero contact with someone for six months, it’s pretty much a given that it’s gonna need some getting used to when you get back together. and then finally the thing that brought them together in the first place, police work, reinstalled the connection they have and they were literally able to communicate with two head nods???? like that’s magical and beautiful. and then jake met her dad and that went pretty well!!! and then the fugitive episode happened and this is where things really got good. they knew they wanted to move in together and they both are competitive so they didn’t wanna give up their own apartments. and the only logical way to solve that was with a “crazy ass bet”, which was a beautiful callback to their competitiveness in s1 and s2. and ultimately jake let amy win because he loves her!!!! and she loves him!!!! and “your happiness is worth way more than winning some stupid bet”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i cried. and then chasing amy. jake was so supportive of amy wanting to become a sergeant and he did everything he could to help her and keep her thinking positively. and he proved that he knows her so well omg when he was roleplaying and talking about the folders!!!! and then he found out that she went to the roof from the bet. and she was just up there thinking about their relationship. amy “wants to be the youngest captain in the nypd” santiago was about to give up her dreams because she was scared it would mess up her relationship with jake and things would change too much. and although their relationship has been going slow, the place they’re currently in is such a good place to be!!!! and jake wouldn’t let her do that obviously because she’s “too good for that” and the fact that he always knew she was gonna be his boss also proves how good they are bc even before they were dating he knew it. and now we come to the finale. amy is willing to wait FIFTEEN YEARS for him to get out of jail (i know he obviously won’t be in jail for that long but it’s the thought that counts). and when they were talking in the car they both looked just so sad and i’m pretty sure jake had tears in his eyes and i’m still recovering from that tbh

so in conclusion, this season has been really great!!! and sure, there weren’t as many milestones as we hoped for (wink proposal wink) but what we did get just proves that engaged/married/pregnant or not, their relationship is healthy and SOLID and nothing could possibly tear them apart

Dear x,

Dad let you come outside with me and Roll today. We couldn’t wander very far, but you really enjoyed seeing the outside world after being confined in the walls of the lab for so long. I remember how much your face lit up when the sunshine hit you for the first time. Roll found lots of flowers and you and her picked some. She gathered your favourite ones and put them in a clay pot in your room so you can see them even when you’re inside your capsule. We sat outside for a long time. You asked why the sun continuously got lower and lower, and once I explained the sunset you refused to go inside until you could experience it for yourself. But it was okay, me and Roll loved being there with you for the last time. Eventually we had to go back inside. We knew what was coming. I miss you so much already…I wish we had more time together. Dad had to seal you in the capsule after we came back inside. You kept crying…It all happened so fast. Dad programmed me with the ability to feel, and every emotion overwhelmed me all at once. I know he made a extremely significant upgrades to your ability to think and feel too, completely outmatching my own. I can’t even fathom what it was like for you…I hope that once your testing is complete, we can see the sunrise too.

Dear x,

Blues came to visit us today. He doesn’t come by much with his malfunctioning core and all. He still refuses to get help, I feel so far away from him. I think I’m making progress though, but he’s really hard to read. Wily’s plan for world dominations slowly get stupider and less severe the older he gets. Bass mentioned that he’s building a super robot like you. I’m very scared…even Bass was worried for what he could do. I hope that he doesn’t hurt you. Bass also told me that he could have free will on the same degree as you, so maybe he would rather be your friend than follow the path set for him by Wily? I’m worried. Apparently he isn’t done yet. I just hope that if he is bad, that he doesn’t outmatch you.

Speaking of Bass, he doesn’t really follow Wily anymore. He just kinda…does whatever he wants. He still constantly wants to battle me to prove he’s stronger though. I still win every time, but its become more of a aggressive competition than a matter of life or death. I’m really happy about that. It’s been about a year since you were sealed. 29 more to go…see you soon.

Dear x,

Today is mine and Roll’s birthday. Dad said we were turned on for the first time 16 years ago. Blues came too. He also told us that he started developing you 11 years ago. He’s getting really old…me and Roll are afraid of what will happen when he passes on. Blues’s core won’t last much longer, and dad gets sicker every day. Everything is falling apart. At least I’ll have Roll. Bass too, I guess.

I don’t know what’s going to happen to us. I’m afraid that we’ll have to be scrapped or something. The government has very harsh and strict rules against robots, and they can’t live forever. Do we have a set date to die? I really want to see you again…

Dear x,

Dad can’t do much lately. He’s really out of it. Me and Roll have been taking care of him. Wily hasn’t done anything in a few years, so we haven’t had much to do. Bass stops by sometimes to fight me. At first we did, but now he just stops by to see how we’re doing. Blues comes by too. I like it when we’re all together. Bass told me that Wily stays up all night working on his prized robot. Seems like he’s putting all of his focus onto him and has given up on taking over the world for now. He’s around the same age as dad, so he won’t last much longer.

Dear x,

Blues’s core is finally being replaced today! I’ve convinced him to let me and Roll fix him. I’m so happy…I was very worried for what would happen in the future. I can’t remember whether you met him or not. I think you did, but if you didn’t, I know you’ll like him. It’s been about 4 years since you’ve been sealed. 26 more to go.

Dear x,

Dad died today. He really wanted to live long enough to see you. We all knew it would never happen. I wish I wasn’t programmed with emotions.

Dear x,

It has been really quiet since Dad passed. It’s a little bit better now. Roll has been very depressed. I’ve been helping her keep the house tidy. It’s been fine, but going into your room is…emotional. Roll hates going in there. She tries avoiding your capsule. But she always just sits there for a long time. It’s so lonely. If me and Roll get separated, I don’t know what I would do.

Dear x,

It’s been so long…Bass and Blues come by to keep me and Roll company. Wily passed on a long time ago. He sealed that robot away to emerge some time later in the future. I miss you so much. I don’t know how much longer I can live. Without dad here, I can’t be repaired. Blues taught me how to self-repair myself, but I’m not sure how much longer it will last. Me and Roll will break down eventually. I hope we can last long enough to see you again. I’ve been counting down the days until I can see you once more. 7,000 more days…20 years is a long time.

anonymous asked:

hc's for the paladins + allura & coran with an s/o who's really emotional like, to the point where they get teary-eyed just being told something nice or seeing someone looking a little nicer than usual

(Tears? Oh, yeah, that’s Mod Awk’s job! ~Mod Saffron)

*KICKS DOWN A DOOR* HELLO, MOD AWKWARD IS NOT DEAD, ONLY DEAD ON THE INSIDE. ITS FINALS WEEK I APOLOGIZE FOR BEING MIA, IM MORE STRESS THAN I AM HUMAN. 

But it’s true, I’m a huge crybaby. I burst into tears every time I see something cute.

Don’t even get me started on what happened at my surprise birthday party. I cried for an hour straight, and then got drunk and cried some more. Ah, good times…

~Mod Awkward


Shiro

  • Judging by how Shiro’s seen you tear up every time you win a tough battle, it doesn’t come as a shock to him when he confesses he likes you and you start sniffling into his shoulder
  • As a leader, he’s supposed to maintain a level head at all times and be there to support the rest of the team when they’re down on their luck, so he doesn’t have the liberty to cry or really express his emotions
  • He finds that you tend to externally express what he feels on the inside, and its almost like you compensate for the emotions he has to suppress for the sake of the team
  • You remind Shiro that a good leader is in tune with his own feelings, and that he shouldn’t be afraid of opening up to the others 

Keith

  • Keith.exe has stopped working
  • It catches him so off guard the first time when he whispers you’re amazing and you burst into tears
  • Has he done something wrong?? why are you crying??
  • You have to calm him down and explain that no, he didn’t upset you, you’re just so happy that you can’t stop crying
  • It takes him some time to see you overwhelmed with emotion every time he compliments you or every time he tries to show off this new sword technique he mastered
  • But he grows to find it endearing and will always be there to gently wipe away your tears, whether they be tears of joy or sadness

Lance

  • His heart swells every time he sees your eyes gloss over
  • Lance considers crying in front of someone else a very intimate act so having you feel comfortable enough to not try and hide your tears of joy around him tells Lance just how much you trust him 
  • He makes note to remember which compliments make you tear up and which ones don’t to use for when you’re having a bad day
  • He thinks it’s your most distinct quality, you wouldn’t be you without it 
  • You wear your heart on your sleeve and he admires that about you, it’s not an easy thing to do, and you’ve managed to turn something that is often considered a weakness into a strength

Hunk

  • Hunk thinks the emotional side of you is absolutely adorable
  • Your big heart is what makes you a kind, and selfless individual and it’s what he loves most about you
  • You’re too precious for this world
  • He feels like it makes reunions more meaningful, and you never fail to bring life to the room when you’re together
  • Heck, Hunk is on the emotional side himself, so he’s probably right there getting teary-eyed along with you

Pidge

  • Pidge had absolutely no clue until she tried to surprise you with an alien puppy she had found on their last mission
  • Can you imagine the shock when you ask to hold him and she sees tears form in the corner of your eyes? 
  • At first she starts panicking, thinking the puppy bit you, but when you choke out that he’s the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen it clicks that you’re crying from a cuteness overload
  • She might poke fun of your emotional side occasionally but it’s her way of telling you she hopes you never change

Allura

  • Allura is in a similar position to Shiro as the pilot of the Castle of Lions, and therefore often has to choke back her own emotions so as to not to worry the rest of the team
  • Part of the reason why she trusts you so much is because you’re never scared to show your own emotions
  • You remind her a bit of her father and his gentle, caring nature, and so being in your arms makes her feel safe and warm
  • She trusts you with everything and you two will often stay up late into the night talking about anything that’s on your minds

Coran

  • He hears you sniffling and immediately moves to comfort you but you shake your head
  • He’s confused, aren’t you upset??
  • You admit that you never took the time to actually admire the architecture of the castle and it just hit you how overwhelming gorgeous it is
  • Coran’s relieved but he will flat out admit that he’s terrible at telling the difference between happy and sad tears welp
  • You laugh and tell him don’t worry, being around you will give him plenty of practice
Norman Jayden always draws the shortest straw in Heavy Rain

Aka Heavy Rain is a dick to Norman Jayden

I know that I’m about five years too late to the party and that the Heavy Rain fandom seems pretty much dead by now, but I just need to get off my chest how badly Norman Jayden is treated in this game, more so than the other three playable characters imo and why.

Spoilers, obv.

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anonymous asked:

You want some angst? Okay. I'm not sure if I already send this one, but just to make sure: Scenario where Hinata's been doing really bad at matches, and he's really frustrated, and his best femfriend (they like each other but haven't confessed) tries to cheer him up, but he's so angry with himself he gets rude, and vent all those horrible feelings into her, and ends up hurting her (emotionally. not physically) and she leave him alone, only making him feel worst.

It was kinda hard to give Sunshine Child Hinata angst because it’s so hard to see him sad. So if he’s OOC, sorry!

Kinda long so it’s under the cut!

Hinata loved the satisfaction of victory, no matter how much he didn’t like admitting it, he wanted to win every game.

You knew he loved winning, maybe it was because you were his best friend and you knew everything about him. The expression he makes when he wins a game, priceless.

“How was the game last night Hinata?” You asked cheerfully as he came into your class with a big smile, “We took the win! You should’ve seen it!” It was refreshing seeing Hinata so happy all the time, that’s what you liked about him.

“Sorry I couldn’t come, I was really busy helping my mom in the shop. I promise I’ll come to one of your matches one day though,” You say organizing your papers into your folder.

“Come to our finals game!” Hinata exclaimed, gently slamming his hands on your desk. Looking up at him from your seat, your lips curve into a side smile, “Finals? The prefecture games haven’t even started yet silly.”

“I know, but we’re going to go to nationals! I know it!” Seeing Hinata so worked up and determined always made you feel better, he had a goal and he always found a way towards it.

“Sure, when you get to finals, I’ll be there to support you.” You respond, rolling your eyes playfully. Hinata stuck out his pinky and looks at you with a serious face, “Promise?”

Glancing down at his pinky, you look back at him and lock his pinky with your own, “Promise.”

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stilishstilinskis  asked:

You wouldn't have any headcanons about Clarisse and Chris Rodriguez, would you?

Thanks for sending an ask!!! I’m always happy to take requests, so I wrote some headcanons for you!! :) I hope you like them!

  • Clarisse is very overprotective of Chris
  • And by that I mean that if anyone mentions the fact that Chris was on Kronos’s side in a way that blames him, or brings it up against him, she will not be happy 
  • Chris feels constantly guilty for the fact he went over to Luke’s side initially, and he’s told Clarisse that 
  • Everyone’s quite surprised by their relationship? Like constantly?
  • When they first start going out everyone makes bets on how long they’re going to last
  • Everyone loses, because no one thought they’d be going so strong after all this time 
  • They go to Phoenix together for university, and Clarisse hides it, but she’s super, super excited
  • She finally gets the chance to be normal and be with her boyfriend and it’s everything she wasn’t sure she’d get
  • Needless to say, Chris balances her in any social situation 
  • He makes sure she’s not too aggressive, but she also makes sure he doesn’t remain too shy, because a lot of the time Chris isn’t great at introducing himself to new people
  • One of the things that surprises people the most is how unfazed Chris is whenever Clarisse gets angry or basically starts acting like a typical Ares kid, loud and brash
  • Chris doesn’t even react, but he’s also a match for Clarisse (that’s one of the reasons they work so well together) 
  • Clarisse doesn’t like to share her insecurities, so she doesn’t tell anyone she hates the big house, hates going there now
  • It all stems from that time when Chris was insane, and she had to look after him in there… going to that room brings it all back
  • Chris never says anything, but he notices, and he’ll try and make sure they avoid the big house as much as possible 
  • Every year, in the summer, comes the anniversary of Silena’s death. Clarisse always gets super moody and temperamental at these times, trying to deal with her emotions, and it’s only Chris who can calm her down
  • They have a spot in the woods where they kissed for the first time, some time after Dionysus cured Chris of his madness
  • It becomes their favourite spot, and the best thing about it is that no one knows about it (or at least, that’s what they think. Don’t tell them that one time Percy Jackson saw them holding hands there.)
  • Chris wants to become a better fighter, and Clarisse agrees to teach him
  • Chris actually becomes pretty good 
  • Every so often when they’re placed on opposite teams for capture the flag, things become intense
  • They both want to win, and so they’ll try their hardest, just because, why not? 
  • Clarisse usually comes out on top due to the fact that she’s got the might of the Ares cabin behind her
  • But one time Chris spends ages planning the ultimate strategy (he had Annabeth’s help, but don’t tell anyone), and trains for weeks 
  • Sure enough, he wins, and he personally disarms her 
  • He winks at her 
  • “Don’t take it too personally,” he says. “I learnt from the best” 
  • That’s the moment Clarisse realises how much she loves this idiot 

Feel free to send a request for a fic/headcanons!! :D

anonymous asked:

I know they won't do that but if they kill Sara I'm gonna die

i think we can all recognize that sometimes prison break writers lose their damn mind and make some really bad choices…

several bad choices immediately come to mind, and one in particular, that they chose to kill off sara in season three.

now, i recognize that those of you who watched on netflix have no idea what really went down way back when, but let me tell you, there was an entire campaign to bring her back, because yeah, she was not ever coming back.

sara was really, truly going to remain dead, and they even had plans to have michael move on with another woman had the writers strike not happened.

and let me tell you, that would’ve been the end of the show for me.  because it was michael and sara or nothing.  

but alas, thousands of cranes were made and the fan outcry was so loud and so present that we actually got sarah her job back.  and i remember her thanking the fans for doing so.

and we got one more season with the both of them…and then they killed michael.

like jfc, you just can’t win with this show, i swear.

so now, years and years later, after having had to create headcanons to help the sting i felt from this show burning me twice, they finally brought it back to have both of them alive.

and i swear, oh fuck, i swear if they were for some unknown reason to decide to kill either one of them again, I WILL BURN THEM.

but thankfully for us all, i don’t see that happening.  

it’s going to be happy family time for the scofields.

Distance

My (late) submission for @lgbtqpjo‘s Pipabeth ship week

Day 3 - Angst

Annabeth had been having one of those mornings. The ones where no matter how wide open the curtains are, no matter how bright the day and no matter how strong the coffee, the heavy weight in her chest persisted. Her hair was loose and tangled, as she’d forgotten to braid it back last night to prevent it from knotting. She hadn’t bothered to get dressed, which normally wouldn’t have been a problem on one of her rare days off, but she was wearing that one pair of pyjama pants that were just too long and got caught under her heels and make walking generally uncomfortable. She’d normally change out of them as soon as she could, but today she couldn’t muster up the effort.

She sat at the table just off the side of the kitchen, which was technically designated as a “dining room,” but she hardly ever bothered to eat there, preferring to curl up with her food on the couch. The table itself was something relatively cheap she’d bought to fill the space, with thin metal legs and a top too thin for her to trust putting anything more than a vase of flowers and her laptop on it. The glass of the tabletop was cold against the sides of her hands that rested there, a sharp contrast to the heat of her palms wrapped around her coffee cup. The conflicting sensations sent goosebumps up her arms and made the hairs stand, but she didn’t bother adjusting. At least it gave her something to focus on.

Well, something else to focus on.

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Rachel’s Rambles - 5x21 Honor Thy Fathers

I wasn’t overly eager about tonight. I figured it would be a “filler” episode, moving towards the last two episodes which I’m greatly anticipating, and I’d figured it’d be a bit light on Olicity after that glorious episode last week. The summary didn’t really impress me. I mean, a giant cement block shows up for Oliver. Woohoo. Let’s get to the end of season showdown stuff.

Boy, was I ever wrong about this episode. And oh, did I ever enjoy it.

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