oh she bad

OKAY I’VE HAD SOME TIME TO CALM DOWN…. not really

listen. i had to babysit my neighbors at 8:30 (here now watching order of the phoenix!!!! i’m emo) and the veep finale had JUST become available on the hbo app so i thought i’d squeeze it in before i left, assuming i would be disappointed on the dan/amy front as per usual and be able to Function™ afterwards (man……) we had so little interaction this season and all the interviews from the showrunners and reid and anna were like… “i dunno if we’ll ever get /there/” LMAOOSIDHFKHD I HAD 100% GIVEN UP ON THIS SHIP IN EVERY MANNER. i even thought maaayybe dan wasn’t even gonna be in the next season. BOY LITTLE DID WE KNOW. OH BOY I WAS NOT PREPARED they kept that under WRAPS!!!1!1!!!!!!!11!1 what the fuck

anyways in middle of the episode there was this moment during that meeting when amy goes “who knew we would finally get together” or something like that and the camera was on dan the Whole Time and i was like 👀 👀 👀 but that’s all we’re getting, right? W R O N G

and the episode goes on and it’s pretty good tbh and dan looks like a snack and a half in that motherfucking suit btw, rip me

and then the gang is all back together and i’m like?? wtf????? they’re in the same room maybe we’ll get a background conversation??

AND THEN. THE SCENE. THE S C E N E

they’re all doing their regular old business together and it feels like the good old days and AMY ASKS DAN TO HANG BACK A SEC WHAT THE FUCCKJKFDHG

what the FUCK?????????!?!?!?!?!?!?!!? THE heck

and I’M LITERALLY EXPECTING A KISS OR SOMETHING LIKE??? I HAVE NO IDEA WHY

AND THEY’RE BANTERING AND HE’S FLIRTING AND SHE’S BRINGING UP THE PAST AND I THOUGHT SHE WAS GONNA ADMIT THAT SHE WANTS SOMETHING WITH HIM (bc s4 was….interesting in that area) AND HE’S A GODDAMN NIGHTMARE OH MY GOD POOR AMY

BUT NOOOOOOO

SHE LITERALLY SAID “REMEMBER WHEN WE FUCKED?? (oh mY g dds???) WELL I’M PREGGERS WITH YOUR BABY. BYE NOW”

GUYS GUYS GFSUDGFSU  ICA NT EVENN TELL YOU WHAT I DID IM CRINGIFBBD OH MY GOD I SHIT YOU NOT

I RAN OUT OF MY HOUSE, DOWN THE STREET, JUMPED IN MY CAR, LOCKED THE DOORS, AND SCREAMED BLOODY MURDER

I ACTUALLY CANNOT BELIEVE THIS IS WHAT I HAVE TO LOOK FORWARD TO IN SEASON 7. HOLY FUCK

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she’s a handsome woman // panic! at the disco

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drawing some yasuhooooo because i love her! also josuke is there….

“Belle is the feminist princess so much better than Cinderella who is a bad role model for girls!”

Oh. Oh really

So she was a bad role model when she:

  • Stood up to her abuser twice
  • Didn’t whine or moan about only getting until midnight at the ball
  • Used the derogatory name her abusers had given her to proudly announce herself to the prince because she wouldn’t let them win
  • Remained kind and courageous through the abuse she endured
  • Worried more about the man who delivered her the news about her father’s death than herself (”that must have been very difficult for you”)
  • Forgave her abuser, because she knew continuing to stay mad would only bring her down.
  • Felt sorry for how her stepsisters because of what they had become due to their mother
  • Had just had her mother’s dress destroyed and the chance of meeting her only friend taken away from her, but still cared for the beggar woman who asked for some milk
  • Didn’t try to hide who she was for the prince
  • Told a man of wealth off for hunting after a stag - “just because its what’s done doesn’t mean its what should be done!”
  • Cared for all her animals

A female character doesn’t just have to punch things and not wear a corset to be a good role model. I love Belle, but don’t dismiss Cinderella when she’s just as good as a role model as Belle!

(also feel free to add what I have missed!)

Eureka honestly was so insensitive and gross towards Sasha in that moment. Eating disorders are devastating and when someone tells you they’re struggling and they politely ask you not to joke about it and you get mad…. like bitch take a million fucking seats.

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everything is going wrong, but we’re so happy
playlist full of songs that make you feel like you’re in a movie

8tracks - spotify | unedited image source

As much as love serpent!betty, the edits and fics! i honestly love the whole aesthetic of pastel wearing, bouncy ponytail Hitchcock blonde, perfect girl next door betty cooper with loner outsider, leather jacket wearing, wrong side of the tracks serpent jughead! give. it. to. me

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They’re back…


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Land Next to Me: Chapter 3

A/N: Woah this was longer than I planned-way over. This is almost twice the amount of chapter one lmao but anyways, here you guys go!! We’re back to Lucy’s POV now and things are escalating quickly!! 

Thanks @canasexual for being a lovely beta for this!! Honestly made this chapter so much better! <3 

Fandom: Fairy Tail/the 100

Rated: T

Words: 4369

Pairings: Nalu, eventual Gajevy and Jerza

Summary: Three hundred years since the human race has set foot on Earth, one hundred teen prisoners are sent down with nothing but their wits and each other. Even though she’s just as scared as everyone else, Lucy Heartfilia will do anything she can to make sure they survive.

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Chapter 3: Revenge Isn’t Justice

“Levy, I don’t know what to do,” Lucy cried as she kicked her bed, frustrated. “Don’t the people deserve to know they’re going to die in three months?”

Lucy was fucking terrified. Old memories ate at her, her stomach in knots while the rest of her body felt numb. If she had just kept her mouth shut, then maybe Levy…

Levy.

Broken. Bleeding. Dying.

Her breathing was haggard and heavy, her mind a jumbled mess with her thoughts disconnected and running rampant. They had somehow made it back to the camp, she surmised after looking up and seeing the dropship. She stumbled forward a few steps with tears freely flowing down her face, distorting her vision. She moved her hand to wipe the tears from her face and grimly realized that she was shaking.

A broken cry ripped from her throat as she hunched over as she felt her chest constrict. Her hands moved to grip her hair in an unsuccessful attempt to regain her composure, her thoughts and emotions completely overwhelmed by guilt and fear.

It was all her fault.

Levy was only on the ground because of her. Lucy had confided in her and told her about her mother’s plan to let the people of the Ark know that it was dying. She never even thought to consider the possibility someone could overhear them.

Lucy clutched the bracelet on her wrist, thoughts of her mother and her pointless death running through her mind as her stomach lurched up to her throat. Maybe if she tried to stop her mother, tried to convince her that she had been wrong, maybe she’d still be alive, maybe Levy and Lucy would still be in space where it was safe. At least, safer than the ground.

But her mom wasn’t wrong. The people did deserve to know.

And they never would.

She could hear voices getting closer, her body still bent over with her hands on her knees as she  tried to catch her breath. She had to stay strong.

Or, at least, look it.

With great amount effort and the little energy she had left, Lucy stood up, back straight, wiping away the tears that still fell from her face.

“What the hell happened?”

Jellal.

She wanted to laugh. Of course Jellal would be the one doing the questioning. It was only natural for the kids to look up to him after all; he was technically an adult and they were just a bunch of adolescent criminals who were sent down to save the lives of the innocent.

“We’re not alone,” she breathed out, staring him dead on. She saw his eyes widen, shock and confusion appearing on his face. There were mutters coming from all around her at her words, and she could hear them try to figure out what she was talking about. “There are survivors. Levy, she…” she trailed off. She couldn’t say it. It would only make it too real—too painful.

“She got hit.” She heard Loke finish and she gave him a half smile out of thanks. Her breath hitched at the look on his face—eyes red and jaw tense. He was trying to be strong, but she could tell that he was breaking down just like the rest of them.  

Her ears picked up the sounds of whimpering and her heart broke as she turned her head to see Jet and Droy with tears running down their cheeks, staring at the ground with an arm wrapped around each other. She felt her tears come back—though she doubted they even stopped in the first place—at the sight. They loved Levy just as much as she did, maybe even more.

“We need to go back for her. She could still be alive.” It wasn’t a question—Lucy needed backup. It was true they didn’t know what was out there, but there was no way was she leaving Levy for dead. “You have to come with us, Jellal. You have to help us.” Her voice cracked at the end, her words filled with pleading and desperation.

Lucy hated to ask him, she really did.

But he had a gun, and Levy was more important than her personal feelings.

She could see the pain, the conflict, in his eyes. He didn’t know Levy, hell, he didn’t even really know her. There was no reason for him to help her. More importantly, they now had more life-threatening issues to worry about, like the fact that there are survivors who potentially wanted to kill them all. The crowd started to raise their voices and she could tell panic was starting to settle in with everyone and she was slightly surprised it didn’t happen sooner.

“No,” Jellal stated, voice firm, “it’s a bad idea. We’d only get ourselves hurt—killed. We need a plan; you need to think this through, princess.” His eyes we’re focused on her as he crossed his arms in resolve.

It’s not like she expected him to say yes.

But it still hurt.

“We need to build a wall,” he shouted as he turned to the crowd of teens surrounding them, “make a defence to keep them out.” She wanted to yell, to scream at him to stop being such an idiot, but he wasn’t. A wall was a good idea. She could admit that. It would hopefully keep the grounders at bay, make it known they weren’t welcome. But right now, to her, it didn’t matter.

Nothing mattered except saving her friend, and she’d be damned if she stayed to build a wall when she could be saving a life.

“What if it was Wendy?” she demanded, hands moving to her hips as she took a few determined steps forward, mustering up a look she hoped was intimidating. She had to look in control. His face contorted to one of complete shock and she saw his jaw clench, his hands curl into balls. His features changed to one of anger as he strode towards her, and for a moment, she was scared. She stood her ground, however, not backing down from his towering frame. She knew she made him think twice, that he might change his mind, because the reality of the situation started to sink in, she could see it in his expression, the way his body was tense.

She could only hope to God that he did, because she needed him.

“But it’s not,” his voice was low, tall frame looming over hers, “it’s not Wendy. I don’t know Levy, she’s not my only responsibility. And if I can save ninety-nine lives over one, I’m going to.” She crumpled at his words, shoulders shaking as she held back her tears.

Her teeth chewed the inside of her cheek, not knowing what to say. Because he was right, Levy was one life out of a hundred. She didn’t matter to him.

But Lucy couldn’t help but hate him for it anyway.

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Dear Amelia,

After hours of filling out all those applications and doing all those recordings, I finally started to letters back about getting in a conservatory! I’m sure you’ll be more excited than I am, but looks like the Milan Conservatory doesn’t mind having this little lady as an incoming student! It’s going to be a mission trying to learn Italian in just a couple months. But I really want to see you and your family before I have to say good-bye. And honestly, I need to thank Wednesday, that little we would played together really lit a fire in me and I’d be going to some lame state university surround my frat boys and communication majors if not for her. I visited that old piano in the gazebo, still plays a beautifully as I remember. Oh! And don’t tell her about the conservatory, I want it to be a surprise! 

See you soon, Love Temperance

“Homestuck is bad because it actually turned my friend into a maniac who won’t rest until everybody loves Vriska and agrees with everything she says” - anon

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Sofia follows Cedric after he mysteriously abandons her to see who has given him his enigmatic letter! Turns out Grimtrix the Good is still up to no good. (No surprise there-  but Greylock being “evil” was though!) Grimtrix is conspiring a sinister sorcerers’ cabal,  in which each member is required to take over their respective kingdoms. The motivation being that he, and many others apparently, have felt slighted and misused by royalty. Cedric seems interested AND wary of it all at first. But Grimtrix tempts Cedric with power as he demonstrates how such a feat could be accomplished with some Medusa Stones. Green marble-like orbs that give one the power to eternally freeze someone in place, and which no other magic than itself can break.

Sofia hears Grimtrix’ evil rambling as she peaks from behind some curtains. Immediately she whispers Cedric’s name and the purple robed sorcerer is shocked to see her there. She yanks him by the arm and pulls him out of the room with utmost urgency. As she questions him what is going on, he answers all of her questions by answering with small lies; saying that he’s actually there to stall Grimtrix. Wormwood aggravatingly interjects to just tell Sofia the truth already. But Cedric naturally slips back into his normal friend mode with Sofia. Subconsciously he doesn’t want her to see him in this evil predicament.

He even tells her to go and gather some good sorcerers as he holds these guys off. She is super relieved to hear his battle plan and gives him a tight embrace saying he is the,best!”- to which he happily agrees to of course! She then runs off and Cedric contently watches her go. Now he must deal with his conflicting feelings of what path to take next…