So guys, I just want to share my take on the interview below. I’m intrigued by the whole thing. Here goes:
The interviewer asks Camila about changing the album title, and she replies with the following:
“I’m not ready to talk about why yet, but I will. I just always want my fans to be the first to know about those kind of things. So I’m gonna write like a letter, and stuff. But it’s complicated, but it’s gonna be great”
My mind went straight to Camila’s Facebook live, where she’s asked for her advice in regards to an LGBT relationship where the other half isn’t ready “to come out”. This whole snippet is full of hints, and it all sounds very personal to Camila. One would say she’s speaking from experience. However, what caught my attention was: “I think that she’ll be ready to do that, when she’s ready to do that”
Connecting the dots back to the Interview with Energy, the last time fans got a ‘letter’ was to announce her departure from the group. Now correct me if i’m wrong, but that was a pretty huge deal right? So Camila isn’t going to start writing letters, if there isn’t anything important she didn’t want to address. During the interview, the guy implied to C if she was at ‘The Loving’ stage of her album. Here are her replies:
“So desperate for love, and you know, be with somebody”
“I thought that being with somebody could make me happy”
“I always have a crush on somebody”
“Man, I wish that I could be with somebody”
“If it’s meant to be with somebody, it will happen”
These neutral pronouns in what seems like every single interview, are starting to formulate something. It happened in the Capital FM interview the other week, and it’s happening again. I’m not sure wether this is intentional on her behalf, but something is happening.
What is that important, it needs addressing in a letter?
What (other than sexuality) could be something she isn’t ready to talk about yet?
What is so complex, it needs to be explained to fans?
What exactly are “those kinds of things”?
Why has the album been pushed back to January in the first place?
I think somethingis going to come outvery soon. All we can do as fans, is show C plenty of love and support, regardless of what’s to come. Until she shares the letter, all we can do is speculate.
And as my lovely Nana Pat would say, “everything comes out in the wash”
I’ve had a few asks about why Ty and Lauren are PR. If you can’t
see it after this post, I’ll pay for your eyes testing. Just a heads up, i’ll apologise in advance for all the ‘tumblr:camrenexposed’ through out, it seems certain accounts on Twitter have a thing about copying my posts and not crediting me. Sorry guys!
With that being said…
First off let’s talk about Ty, known for his blatant
misogynistic attitudes towards women across the industry. That’s a title to be
proud of, not. When I hear grown men belittling, demeaning and degrading women
in the way he does, I always wonder
how they would feel if their female family members were being spoken about in
such a disrespectful manner. They’d find it incredibly inappropriate
right? So, what then gives these men the right to say those
things about someonelse’s mother/sister/daughter etc? The answer simply is, it
Then we’ve got Lauren. You literally couldn’t get more opposite
personalities if you tried. Lauren passionately campaigns for our fundamental
human rights, engaging in social and political activism whenever she can. She
generously donates thousands of dollars to fans with ill health and those who
need it most. She’s the first to defend herself and who she is,
confidently allowing fans to realise that no matter what, everything will be
okay. Regardless of who we are, what we look like tumblr:camrenexposed and who we love she teaches us to
embrace what makes us ‘different’ and be proud of who we are. My problem
is the negatives hit the headlines before all these incredible things she does
make them. She always seems to been labelled the “bitchy” one of
the group, but for what? For showing passion? For speaking out against the
fucked up political state of our global society? If that makes you a bitch,
sign me up.
So, for starters and most obviously; we’ve got the collaboration
between the two. As I predicted a few weeks back, this would be on Ty’s album and
released as a single. If I’m correct, there’s a video in the works for ‘In Your
Phone’. So statistically, this is the THIRD solo track Lauren has released
outside the group. ‘In Your Phone’, ‘Back to Me’ ‘Strangers’ AND we’ve got the Steve Aoki collab
dropping any time soon. Now let’s quickly bring Camila into this. Whist in the
group, Camila was granted special release of her tracks to mainstream media.
She released 2 tracks whilst in the group; ‘IKWYDLS’ and ‘Bad Things’. That’s
two individual projects, right? Now let’s look back at Lauren tumblr:camrenexposed In total, considering when the Aoki
collab is released, that’s FOUR solo project’s she’s been granted release.
Four. That’s double Camila’s. So you’re probably asking, why the fuck is this relevant?
Here’s why, After Camila’s departure, Lauren is golden girl. The label and
management are pushing her to the front, because as they unfairly did with
Camila, they’re seeing the most potential in Lauren as a solo artist. It makes
complete sense she’s the only one from the remaining members of the group
partnered up with another artist in the industry. This is when the PR comes to light.
Do you guys know how much it costs to keep relationship afloat between 2 well
known artists in the music industry? Thousands and thousands of dollars. Why?
Because they must make sure that
reputation isn’t tarnished or ruined in the process. So you’re probably asking
why invest money into a PR? Look how many fans Lauren is gaining on Ty’s behalf
and vice versa. It’s actually very very clever. I’ll get into that later on.
I’ll set you all a painful task, log on twitter go to Ty’s likes
and look at how many posts he has liked with icons of either pictures of Lauren
or the other 4 girls. It’s the merging
of the fanbases which is why the whole thing thiswas created in the first place. Lauren’s
voice is perfectly suited for R&B. She’s said countless times how much she “hates
cheesy pop” which unfortunately some of the groups music falls under. Her solo
work and ambition is to get as far away from that as possible. As much as we
dislike him, Ty has a lot of connections with major R&B artists across the industry.
His attitudes and behaviours are disgusting, but for some reason he’s well
regarded across that specific genre. The Label tumblr:camrenexposed is trying to disassociate Lauren
from her younger fans, and set her up with a more mature and developed fandom. Hence
pairing her up with someone like Ty. They’re doing the tumblr:camrenexposed opposite with Camila. Camila’s team
are encouraging that all age fan base and it’s well working. The thing with
Lauren is, only ‘Fifth Harmony’ fans KNOW who she is and what she stands for.
People outside our fan base don’t have a clue. Therefore, the media is buying and
promoting it, because they don’t see any wrong in Lauren, but we see her as
going against what she’s preached to us all for the past 5 years.
the two are blatantly staged. When one uploads a
picture, the other has to evidence fans that they are
together. So the Lauren update accounts, and the Tyren accounts then confirm
this to fans. It gets people talking and speculating. Now, by all means
correct me if I’m wrong, but if you’re the private person we all know that Lauren is, there’s no way she would be uploading videos/pictures of her
and her respectful partner all
overtumblr:camrenexposedsocial media. These pictures are HQ and the same picture is
being posted on both accounts, just hours apart. Where’s all the cute/candid
shit that real couples post on social media? There isn’t because it isn’t real.
the intimacy and romance in these pictures? They’re clearly faked. At his album
release party the other night, he had his back to her half the time and when
they interacted it was forced and cringey as fuck. There’s no “love” in their
eyes, just a contract.
Yes, Lauren is to blame for her social media presence and who
she’s presenting herself as lately BUT she’s doing it for a reason. We’ve got
to look at why this reason is, and that’s her unhappiness. From January, we’ve seen her behaviour tumblr:camrenexposed deteriorate to the point where we
are at now. Half of me thinks this has A LOT to do with Camila’s departure the
other thinks it’s Ty’s influence. What we can’t deny is the time Lauren and Ty
spend together for this PR to work. Now, whilst she’s in his company, she has
to fit in. Unfortunately, his circle is drug and alcohol fuelled. It’s no
secret she’s been using weed for a while, but there’s no doubt in my mind that
when she is around Ty and his circle, she’s taking something stronger. In half
the pictures, the pair take, they both look completely drugged up. But she’s
literally contractually bound to him, she’s giving in to the situation because
there’s nothing she can do. That’s
Another point to make, is why have these rumours speculated for
months, yet it’s taken the album release for Ty to “confirm” the two being
together? It fucking screams PR. He said himself in an interview, he was a private
person when it comes to his relationships. If that was the case, why has he
mentioned Lauren in tumblr:camrenexposedEVERY SINGLE interview since his album release? Why dos
Laurens activity on Instagram undertone her longing and sadness for someone,
yet he seems to think they’re “king and queen” of the music industry? It’s so
wrong that it’s laughable.
Also, remember when Ty tweeted out this:
And now he’s tweeting things like this:
His team are using Lauren in the process to try and clean up his image so he’s
more appealing to younger/more mainstream fans. In the process of Lauren losing
fans, she’s gaining more in the genre and route she wants to take her music
down. Because mainstream charts are where all the awards are, remember that. And also remember, awards are competition.
Laurens image is only really damaging within our small fandom,
the media see no difference in her. We know Lauren better than we all think. We’ve studied her behaviour and watched her grow for 5 years. We know this isn’t her. If
we can’t see this is PR, we’re letting her down and letting the label win. As a strategy, we’re gonna
have to ignore it because it’s only gonna get worse. We as fans have predicted
things between the two that have come true and been shown. Her mind is her strongest asset, yet it’s her weakest. Let’s not be a part of that weakness.
Most recently today, we’ve got Ty supporting one of Lauren’s close friends Shawn, who has just brought out his first single. Why didn’t he take a picture with Shawn when they’ve met on countless occasions at Label/Award show after parties and gigs? He’s never promoted him before so why now after Lauren posted about him?
A few more pointers:
Why hasn’t Ty helped promote Dinah’s individual song with French Montana and Daddy Yankee?
Why didn’t Ty promote Ally’s solo song with Lost Kings?
Why didn’t Ty promote any of Camila’s solo music, regardless of her leaving the group, he still did a song with her?
Why didn’t Ty promote Lauren’s interview with OUT magazine, where she addressed her sexuality?
Why is Ty’s acknowledgement of the group through Lauren and not directly to the girls?
Why didn’t Ty promote or support Lauren and Halsey’s ‘Strangers’ performance on GMA?
Final thought. If this was a genuine
relationship, do you really think we’d predict their next move?
Interviewer: so, Katie, do you think there’s a possibility-
Katie: Yes definitely. Kara and Lena have such a great dynamic and electric chemistry. Melissa is so easy to work with. I definitely ship Supercorp and I can see the two of them getting together.
Katie: I mean, Lena filled Kara’s entire office with flowers, do friends do that?? Do friends ‘look into each other’s eyes’ or flirt during every single interaction or call them their hero?? do they do that??
Interviewer: -was going to say for you to become a series regular for season 3..
This is my first ever (Human AU) Sanders Sides fic, and to be honest, I’m kind of terrified about posting it but the lovely @toxicsanders and @tinysidestrashcaptain convinced me to give it a shot so I hope you enjoy it :)
Warnings: Mentions of past child abuse, insecure thoughts, no more I can think of for this particular chapter but if you want me to add any then let me know!
Pairings: Logan/Patton (Logicality)
Summary: “There was a long silence as Virgil processed the words, his eyes darting between the pair of them. “Y-You-” he swallowed heavily. “You want to adopt me?”
This was a joke. Surely, it was a joke. Nobody ever wanted him. Nobody had ever shown the slightest bit of interest in adopting him. ”
Virgil never believed he was good enough for a loving family until the day that Patton and Logan walked into the orphanage.
Virgil tried to ignore the excited voices of the other children as he silently ate his breakfast. He didn’t want to think about what was going to happen later that day. He knew what was going to happen, but he wanted to pretend that it wasn’t. What he really wanted to do was crawl back into his bed and sleep the entire afternoon away, but he couldn’t do that. He had to help tidy up and then make himself look presentable because that very afternoon they would have visitors. They would be meeting the people that could potentially become their new families.
Virgil had been in the orphanage for almost a year. He had been through many of these interviews before, and he had been passed up every single time. Nobody wanted him, nobody liked him. He was too quiet, too awkward, too shy, too anxious, too much of this and not enough of that. Virgil had heard every reason and every possible excuse, and though he didn’t blame those people for not wanting to adopt him, it didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt him. Also, it was a known fact that the older you got, the less likely you were to be adopted and with Virgil just having celebrated his ninth birthday, his chances of adoption were getting slimmer.
He tried -and failed- to cast all these negative thoughts aside as he pushed away his half eaten plate of food.
“Are you sure you’ve had enough to eat, Virgil?” the matron Diane asked, observing him with a frown. Virgil nodded and she sighed. “Very well. Head upstairs and get ready. Today could be your lucky day.”
Virgil doubted that but he wasn’t going to give up a chance to stand up and scurry from the room.
It was an interesting interviewing method that this orphanage had. Instead of having each child meet the potential parents individually, they were all encouraged to go and play in the enormous living-room. That way the possible new families could get to know the orphans in a comfortable and familiar environment.
While most of the kids were loud and willing to play, Virgil immediately sat himself down in the corner of the room, grabbing the nearest book he could find, and holding it in front of his face. He wasn’t actually reading it but by doing this, he could see what was going on around him.
It didn’t take long before the room was filled with people and noise, two things Virgil wasn’t entirely fond of. He kept to himself, content to watch the many adults interacting with his fellow orphans. When, after a few minutes, nobody had approached him, he felt himself relax just a little and he lowered his book.
Instantly a man noticed him, and within seconds was making his way over. Virgil panicked. Sure, the man looked kind but that could all be an act? Should he get up and flee? Should he stay where he was? Virgil was still undecided on what to do when the stranger finally reached him.
Go away. Go away. Go away.
“H-Hi,” Virgil mumbled, sounding as unfriendly as possible, but that didn’t deter the man.
“What’s your name?”
You don’t want me. Please leave me alone.
“Nice to meet you, Virgil,” the man said, smiling so widely that it almost blinded Virgil. “I’m Patton.”
He -Patton- suddenly gasped. “Is that Winnie The Pooh?” He was pointing at the book in Virgil’s hands and Virgil’s shrugged.
“I guess?” Truth be told, he didn’t know.
“I love Winnie The Pooh! Who’s your favourite?” Was this man for real?
“Uh….That one,” Virgil said, gesturing to a random character on his open page.
“I like Eeyore, too,” Patton said cheerfully. “He’s important to their group even if he is a bit sad, sometimes.” There was something about the way that Patton said that which made Virgil wonder if he was talking about more than just the little grey donkey.
“Why are you by yourself, Virgil?” Patton enquired.
Why indeed. Maybe because the other kids don’t like me or want me around. Maybe I’m trying not to ruin their chances of adoption by being my usual annoying self.
“I just want to read,” Virgil lied.
“You remind me of Logan,” Patton said.
“My husband. I’ll go get him!”
“Your husband? What?”
“Yeah! Is-Is that okay?” Patton asked nervously.
“Uh, yeah, I just, why do you need to get him?” Virgil questioned.
“So he can meet you, of course,” Patton laughed before he looked apprehensive again, “if you want to.”
No. No. No.
“I… Sure.” This was not how he thought his day would go.
“Awesome!” Virgil watched as Patton crossed the room to a man who was sitting with two girls at the crafts table. He didn’t understand why Patton was showing such an interest in him. It was probably pity, Virgil decided, Patton had noticed him sitting all on his own and had felt sorry for him so he was just making an effort to be nice. Well, maybe Virgil could talk to them for a couple minutes, then they’d see how weird he was and move on.
Virgil swallowed, hiding behind Winnie The Pooh again as Patton made his way back over, the other man now in tow. He was much more serious looking than Patton, his expression rather annoyed and his shirt was splattered in paint.
“-They threw paint at me, Patton.” Virgil heard the man say as they reached him.
“Yeah, the twins will do that,” Virgil said, catching himself off guard. He didn’t usually speak unless he was spoken to, but there was something about Patton that just made him feel more relaxed.
He glanced up at the two men and Patton beamed. “Logan, this is Virgil,” he said excitedly, and in a stage whisper added, “he likes Winnie the Pooh, too!”
Patton’s partner - Logan?- peered down at Virgil through his glasses, and Virgil found himself blushing under the gaze. He wasn’t accustom to so much attention.
“Salutations,” Logan replied. “Virgil, is it? Like the Roman poet?”
“The Roman poet?” Virgil replied curiously.
“Yes,” Logan nodded, “his most notable work was his last poem Aeneid where he…” Logan trailed off, his cheeks turning pink. “Never mind, you’re probably not interested.” He had learned long ago that the majority of people tended not to listen when he went off into tangents.
“No,” Virgil said quickly, “I am! I like poetry.”
“You do?” Logan asked, and somehow Patton’s smile became wider. The pair sat on the floor in front of Virgil who put aside his book to give them his full attention.
“Yeah, it’s always the best when the matron reads it to us during reading time,” Virgil said, “but she doesn’t do it much. The other kids know that I like it so they always ask her to read something else, instead.”
“Why would they do that?” Patton asked.
“Because they don’t really like me,” Virgil admitted, “hardly anybody does,” he mumbled to himself but they heard him anyway.
“Aw, kiddo,” Patton said sadly. “How could anybody not like you?”
Virgil shrugged, feeling overwhelmed again, and he returned to his book knowing that they’d get bored of him very shortly and go to greet some of the other children.
In actual fact, Logan and Patton were having a silent conversation over top of the boy’s head.
Logan knew where Patton stood, Patton loved the kid already -that was who he was- and his heart was broken over just how flat Virgil sounded. No child should be made to believe that nobody cared for them.
As for Logan, he was a tiny bit more hesitant. He liked Virgil, there was something about him that reminded Logan of his own childhood. He had been dubbed as the nerdy loser during his school years, completely without friends until Patton had come along. Patton had shown him what it was like to have somebody that truly cared for you, he had accepted him as he was, and if any of the kids here deserved that kind of love, it was Virgil.
With a small jerk of Logan’s head, Patton knew he had his answer and he almost couldn’t contain his squeal.
“Hey, Virgil?” Patton began, shaking Virgil’s shoulder slightly when the boy didn’t respond. “Kiddo?”
This time, Virgil did drop his book and jumped back from Patton. “Huh? What?” he cried and then turned red when he saw them. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he said nervously. “I thought you had enough of me.”
“Not at all,” Patton insisted. “We actually want to ask you-”
“Who the best kids are?” Virgil questioned. “Well, I guess Jesse would be okay, he’s over by the craft table.”
“Or if you want someone who plays sports then I would say-”
“Virgil.” Patton said firmly, and Virgil’s mouth snapped shut.
“Sorry,” he said softly.
“No trouble, kiddo,” Patton smiled. “We want to know if you would like to become a part of our family.”
There was a long silence as Virgil processed the words, his eyes darting between the pair of them. “Y-You-” he swallowed heavily. “You want to adopt me?”
This was a joke. Surely, it was a joke. Nobody ever wanted him. Nobody had ever shown the slightest bit of interest in adopting him.
Okay, not a joke.
“Why?” Virgil asked suspiciously.
“Why not?” Logan asked.
Because I’m bad.
Because nobody could ever love me.
How could they?
Virgil pushed down the thoughts in his head and whispered, “because nobody wants me.”
“We do,” Patton said firmly as Logan nodded. “We think you’re a pretty great kid and we’d love to have you with us.”
“But there’s no pressure,” Logan added. “If you don’t want to then that’s okay.”
“No!” Virgil cried, startling both of them. “I do. I would like that.”
Virgil’s outburst had shocked even himself because he never usually admitted things like this but it was possible that they would be his only chance at a proper family, and if he was being truthful, he liked them. He didn’t know what it was but something about this couple made Virgil feel safer, something he had never known before.
“Okay,” Logan said. “Then let’s go sign some paperwork.”
“You want to adopt Virgil?” Diane asked for the tenth time since Logan and Patton had approached her in her office.
“Yes,” Logan replied, “why is that so hard for you to comprehend?”
“Logan!” Patton said through gritted teeth but Diane only smiled.
“I’m sorry, I must admit that I’m a little surprised is all,” she frowned. “Not many people have ever made a connection with Virgil.”
Patton’s expression turned sad. “Why not? He seems like a good kid!”
“Oh, he is,” Diane nodded but then sighed, “it’s just…Well, Virgil didn’t have an easy childhood.”
“One would assume so,” Logan mused. “Why else would he be in an orphanage?”
“His birth parents are currently in prison,” Diane went on as if there’d be no interruption. “They were very abusive towards Virgil. Look,” she sat forward in her chair, folding her arms over her desk, “I’m going to be completely honest with you. Virgil is different to the other children here, most of them are only here because their parents died when they were very young. Virgil has a lot of issues, and he needs much more attention.”
“I’m going to stop you for a second,” Logan said, holding up his hand. “Are you trying to put us off adopting him?”
“No!” Diane said. “No, of course not. Like I said, he’s a good kid, I just want you to know what you’re getting into. Virgil-”
“Deserves a chance,” Patton put in. “He deserves to have the same experience as all the kids here, a loving family. We can provide that for him, we will provide that for him.”
“That is why we decided to do this,” Logan added. “We agreed that when we took on a child, we’d keep them safe, and we will.”
Diane leaned back, her eyes scanning both their faces intestenly before she seemed satisfied with their responses. “I used to worry about Virgil, you know,” she said quietly, “that he’d never find a family good enough for him. It looks like I was right,” she laughed at their offended expressions.
“I was right,” she repeated, “because in the end, the best possible family found him instead.”
Even though they had adopted him, there was still a couple of weeks where the paperwork would need to be finalised before it could be official so Virgil was required to stay in the orphanage until then.
The other children were shocked that Virgil had been adopted, truthfully so was he, and they had made it their mission to make his last few weeks in there as uncomfortable as possible. Everyday they fed into his secret fears, telling him that it was all a joke and he didn’t really have a new family. Virgil believed they were right, it just didn’t make sense, he had never been considered for adoption before so why would he be now? Virgil tried to act nonchalant about it, pretending it didn’t bother him whether the couple returned or not, and it worked for the most part. On the day they were due to take him home, however, Virgil wasn’t fooling anybody. He spent the morning packing his very few items into a suitcase then running back and forth from his shared bedroom to the window in the front entrance.
“They’re not coming for for you, you know?” the eldest child Bobby said. “Really, who would want you ?”
Virgil didn’t reply. He was trying his best to ignore them and the nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach but as the morning turned to afternoon, and the afternoon light faded into evening, he had given up hope.
“Shut up,” Virgil mumbled as the other kids snickered. He turned away from the window and dejectly started towards his room when Diane poked her head around the corner.
“Virgil, there you are,” the matron smiled. “I’ve been calling for the last five minutes. Are you ready?”
“W-What do you mean?” Virgil stammered, his brow creasing in confusion.
“Did you think they weren’t coming?” Diane questioned, her tone sympathetic. “They were just a little late, that’s all. There was plenty of traffic on the roads today.”
“Oh,” Virgil felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“Go on get your things and say goodbye to the other children,” Diane said. “I will be waiting out the front when you’re ready to leave.”
Virgil almost laughed at the absurdity of that statement. He had been ready to leave the orphanage the very day he had stepped foot into it. Diane withdrew from the room and Virgil did the same, running to grab his bag before returning to the other children.
“Well, I guess this is goodbye then,” he said.
“Bye,” Jesse muttered.
“You’ll be back,” Bobby said. “They won’t want to keep you.”
The majority of these kids had been in the orphanage all their lives, and so Virgil knew they didn’t really mean the hurtful things they were saying. They were just upset that someone else had been chosen before them.
“I really hope you all find a family,” Virgil said. There was no malice behind what he said. He meant every word. He did want them all to get parents, no matter how much they had bullied him, they didn’t deserve to feel so abandoned.
“Whatever,” Bobby said. “Get out of here.”
Virgil nodded and headed towards the front door but stopped when he heard a voice speak up, “And Virgil?”
He turned back to Bobby. “Yes?”
“I hope we don’t see you back in this place ever again.”
“I hope so, too,” Virgil replied.
Diane was on the front steps with Logan and Patton when Virgil exited the building. “Hi,” he said shyly as he approached the three adults.
“Hey, kiddo!” Patton beamed, he restrained himself from giving Virgil a hug. “All packed up?”
“Uh, yeah,” Virgil said, holding up his bag.
“I’ll take that, Virgil,” Logan said. “We’ll let you say farewell.”
After taking Virgil’s bag and saying goodbye to Diane, the two men wandered down the stairs to their car and loaded Virgil’s things inside.
Diane turned to Virgil with a smile. “This is it,” she said. “Are you excited?”
“S-Sure,” Virgil replied, refusing to meet her eyes.
“Virgil?” Diane frowned. “What’s wrong?”
Normally getting Virgil to open up could be more difficult than pulling out teeth but perhaps it was the urgency of the situation that made him lift his head and admit what was worrying him.
“What if they send me back?”
Diane’s smile faltered as she placed a hand on Virgil’s shoulder, grateful when he didn’t recoil away from her like he had when he had first arrived into her care. “They wouldn’t do that, Virgil,” she said. “They can’t just do that.”
“But what if they do?” Virgil insisted. “What if they don’t like me? Or what if….what if they’re like my parents?”
Diane sighed, bending down to his level. “I know you don’t believe this,” she said, “but you are a very likeable kid. Patton and Logan already think you’re great, I’m quite positive that Patton decided on you the minute he met you so they won’t just want to send you back. As for them being like your parents, I can assure you that there is no way we would send you to anyone that isn’t going to love and care for you the way you deserve.”
“Okay,” Virgil mumbled, still unconvinced.
“Listen to me,” Diane said. “I want you to remember something.”
“It’s okay to feel nervous,” she said. “In fact, it’s normal. You’re going into a new environment, you’re worried and that is okay, but I swear that you’re safe. Patton and Logan are your guardians now, and it’s their job to protect you and we’ve made sure that’s exactly what they’ll do. So don’t be afraid to ask for help if you ever need it.”
“I’m scared,” Virgil said.
“I would be amazed if you weren’t,” Diane said.
When she held out her arms for a hug, Virgil hesitated for only a moment before he responded, wrapping his arms around her neck. “Thank you,” he said, “for everything.”
There were no words to truly show his appreciation for the first adult that had ever shown him any sort of love.
“You take care, Virgil,” she said once they pulled away from each other. “Good luck, not that you will need it. You’re going to be fine.”
A tiny jerk of Virgil’s head was the only indication he had taken in anything she had said and with a final wave, he trailed down to the car.
“All set?” Patton asked him.
“Then hop in.”
Virgil climbed into the backseat of the car, turning to take one last glance at the building that had been his home for the past few months. “Belt on, kiddio,” Patton commented as Logan started the car and pulled away from the curb.
Virgil clipped his seatbelt into place, watching as Diane and the orphanage got smaller the further they drove. “What do I call you?” he asked, finally tearing his gaze away and facing forward. “Do I have to call you Dad or-?” he faded off into silence.
Logan glanced at him in the rearview mirror. “Whatever makes you the most comfortable, Virgil,” he answered. “You can call us that, or you can just call us Logan and Patton. There’s no pressure.”
“Okay,” Virgil let out a small sigh of relief. “Cool,” he said, sinking back against the seat when another thought occurred to him. “Hey, what’s your last name?” he enquired. “I mean, it’s mine now, too so I just wondered what it is. That is, if you want me to have it, but i suppose you would if you’ve adopted me-”
“It’s Sanders,” Patton cut over Virgil’s rambling with a chuckle. “Our - Your surname is Sanders.”
“Oh,” Virgil replied.
“Oh?” Logan questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Patton turned around to face Virgil. “What do you think, kiddo?”
“Not bad,” Virgil admitted, “I like it.” He gave Patton a tiny smile which was immediately returned.
“Good,” Patton said and Virgil saw Logan reach over and squeeze his husband’s hand for a minute.
Virgil felt his smile grow wider as he took to staring out the window, watching the world go by.
Namjoon should be everyone’s fucking bias after all he has done in America this week. He has fielded every single question, diverted answers beautifully, and encouraged his members to speak and express themselves!! He has spoken about what BTS means and how to love yourself well. He truly is a role model and leader not just for the members but for all of us. He has never once folded under the pressure but shown what humility and kindness should truly be like even in the face of adversity. I am watching every single interview and become more and more inspired by him and BTS as a whole. They are a Kpop boy band but they are so much more than that, it’s so essential in the world we live in right now.
me, thinkin abt stephanie j. block's and brandon uranowitz's friendship, how they 'fell in love' with each other on the first day of rehearsal, how they 'talked to each other every single day since then,' their sleepover, their interviews with each other, how they talk about each other when the other isn't there, their pure and wholesome friendship:
hey yeah good stuff