Hello to all, once again. Of course, I’ve decided to do another small, well, LARGE meta on why I personally think Jonsa is endgame. Now, these are my points, and my views, if you don’t agree, you’re free to do so. On we go now.
Now, since season 6, I’ve started shipping Jon and Sansa. Believe me, before season 6, I never thought they would even meet each other. But, I was surprised, and was also very surprised by the chemistry they had with each other. From the get go, from the scene where they discuss home and from there, I was very…suspicious of their interactions with each other. Now, personally, I have no brothers. I do have sisters though. I would never act with them the way Sansa and Jon act with each other. The stares, the heavy breathing after arguing, the protection speech.
Point 1: They look like Ned and Cat reborn. Even book wise, Jon is said to look the MOST like Ned, even Cat says so. Sansa herself is compared to Catelyn numerous times. By Petyr, by Lysa, etc. Now even though Sansa is compared to Cat, she doesn’t treat Jon the same way Catelyn did. After meeting him again, she becomes very close with Jon. She learned from her mistakes. Anyway…
At the wall, after his death, when Jon came back, he started to wear his hair in a man-bun, and it matched Ned’s perfectly, almost eerily. Sansa also started to wear her hair in ‘northern’ braids. Much like her mother did. Even in season 7 now, she wears her hair a lot like her mothers, with a touch of Cersei in it.
Jon/Ned- Honorable, broody, tries to do the right thing all the time, protective, etc.
Sansa/Cat: Red hair, has the ‘tully’ look about her. Sansa also has the gift of observation, a lot like Cat did. Etc.
Now, this relationship. Cat and Ned’s. They were not married for love, they were married because Catelyn was engaged to Ned’s brother, Brandon. He however, met his end in Kings Landing when the mad king Aerys invited him and his father, for a peace summoning. He was burned alive. To join the two houses, Catelyn and Ned then married. Over the years, Catelyn said their marriage was built up, ‘stone by stone.’ They also had the most loving, healthy relationships on the show.
In Season 7 Jon and Sansa have had so many parallels to Ned and Cat. Their looks, and now their actions.
Point 2: Their chemistry!!
Like I said in the introduction to this meta, their scenes in season 6 were so…tense. This scene specifically. They just ooze sexual tension. Like…their are so many unspoken words between them. So many things they want to unleash, all the anger they have pent up, not exactly at each other, but just in general.
Hell, Kit said himself. “Sansa twists him in ways no one else can. She gets under his skin.” We’ve seen this before, with Ygritte. When they were together, Jon and Ygritte argued a lot. It came to a boiling point when they fucked in a cave. Jon and Sansa’s chemistry has yet to come to the ‘boiling’ point. In the tent though, with all the heavy breathing, the lighting, and the intense eye contact, I was halfway expecting Jon to throw Sansa on the table and fuck her senseless.
If they weren’t ‘brother and sister’ no doubt that would have happened.
I’ve also said before that they have this unspoken thing to their relationship. They can communicate without words. Like when they were meeting with Lyanna Mormont, Jon knew when to jump in when Sansa needed him, and Sansa knew when to jump in when Jon needed her too.
I love that.
Point 3: Their compatibility.
Now, at the moment they do consider themselves ‘brother and sister.’ Even though they don’t act like it.
Now, season 6 and 7 has shown us that Jon needs help when it comes to political aspects of ruling. And Sansa, well, she admits that he’s the ‘military man.’ Sansa knows the south, because she was experienced it, she’s tasted the betrayal, the death, the hypocrisy. She’s been flung into it, the only thing that protected her was her ladylike facade.
Also, in the books, Jon and Sansa dream of having children that look like their deceased siblings. And have their names. They dream of returning to Winterfell, they think about it constantly. Also, the books show the parallel journey that they both take. It isn’t as noticeable in the show, but book-wise, it is very plainly seen.
Also, my last meta was about redheads, and why Jon seems so drawn to them. He’s drawn to them because of two women he couldn’t get to notice him. Cat especially. I also mentioned that he ‘detested’ ladies, but that’s just a front because of the wounded pride aspect of it. He knows he’ll never be with a lady of a great house. He ‘hates’ them, but begins to love Ygritte because of her stories, and singing. Now, Jon himself, for Sansa, is her hero.
In the books, she dreams of someone beheading Janos Slynt. Well, someone does…Jon Snow.
He’s brave, gentle, and strong.
Point 4: The Stark name..
I wrote a comment on a video a long time ago, stating that Jon and Sansa are the only two who can rebuild house Stark. If Sansa were to marry another, her children would not have the name Stark. Arya herself, has never wanted that life. Bran, he can’t procreate, because his ‘anatomy’ does not work. He says it himself, he’ll never be Lord of anything, he’s the three-eyed raven.
This is where Starkbowl threw me. They said at the end of season 6, Sansa was pissed because she wasn’t crowned Queen. I didn’t believe that then, didn’t believe it between seasons, and I sure as hell don’t believe it now. Sansa knows if she were Queen, she would be forced to marry a random Northern Lord. Or Baelish would try to get his hooks in her again. She would be sold like cattle once more. I think Sansa was very glad that that wasn’t what happened.
Now Jon: Yes, it is true that Jon is basically a Targaryen. However, if he were to marry a Stark, he could take her name. If he so chose to do so. She could legitimize him as :Stark: by the only way really…marriage.
When Jon’s parentage becomes a known fact, and it will, probably in season 8. We saw the way the Northern Lord’s reacted when they heard Daenerys was in Westeros. How will they feel knowing that Jon, their KING, is a Targaryen? They only put him that spot because they thought he was Ned Starks son. Well, he isn’t. He’s Rhaegar Targaryens. They won’t bend the knee to a dragon. But, if Jon were to marry a Stark, his claim would stay strong, and the Stark claim would stay even stronger. Their children would be Starks, the name carrying on.
Point 5: Their blood relations..
“But, they’re siblings!” False. They are NOT siblings, they are first cousins. And yes, in TODAY’S TIMES, I repeat TODAY’S TIMES, it is seen as taboo, but, back in medieval times, it was considered normal. Even in civil war times, for those who have seen Gone with the Wind, the Wilkes married their cousins. They always did. Melanie was Ashley’s cousin. Also, Sansa was going to marry Robyn Arryn, he is also her first cousin.
Now, looking at blood logistics here:
Siblings share 50% blood relations.
Aunt/Nephew share 25% blood relations.
1st cousins share between 7-12% blood relations.
Also, the Stark line has married cousin/cousin before. Even uncle/niece before. It was not common, but it did happen. It has happened in the Stark line. Ned’s mother and father were cousins. Tywin and his wife were first cousins.
“Were will you go?”
“Where will we go?”
“I won’t ever let him touch you again, I’ll protect you, I promise.”
“We need to trust each other, we can’t fight a war amongst ourselves, we have so many enemies now.”
“Do you think I’m Joffrey?”
“You’re as far from Joffrey then anyone I’ve ever met.”
“You’re good at this, you know?”
“You are. You are.”
“Would that be so terrible?”
“You know him better than anyone, what do you think?”
“You’re abandoning your people! You’re abandoning your home!”
“Until I return, the north is yours.”
“I love Sansa..”
“As I loved her mother…”
“Touch my sister, and I’ll kill you myself.”
^^^^^^(NOT MY PIC!!!)
What does LF know?
“Does she miss me terribly?”
Jon’s expression: =.= bitch please. I will throw your little ass off here.
“I didn’t ask.”
And more to come with Theon, and the Hound later this season.
@helloimaginationlandme Asked: “Prompt about two brothers, one a vampire and the other a detective–the vampire blames his brother for him turning into a vampire and will stop at nothing until he lives a life full of misery and death.”
Anonymous Asked: “Hey!! How are you?! Do you have any Vampire Love prompts? Thanks!”
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Combining these, because vampires are really popular.
1. “This is all your fault. I never asked for this, but you had to go and-”
“What? Save you? Am I supposed to regret that?”
“You didn’t save me. You turned me into a monster. And now I’m doing what monsters do.”
2. “You-You killed her.”
“Why not? I have to feed. That’s what creatures like me do, remember?”
“I loved her.”
“Then maybe you shouldn’t have told me about her.”
3. “Oh, put the stake down, brother. We both know you won’t harm me.”
“I don’t want to hurt you. I’ve never wanted to hurt you. But it’s my job to bring people to justice.”
“Even your own brother? Pity. But you won’t do it this time, not if you don’t want me telling your colleagues about what you did to me. How you MADE ME this way.”
4. “Is it true? Are you the one killing these people?”
“If I said it was the other blood-sucking relative of yours, would you believe me?”
“Is this funny to you? Really?”
“Everything is funny, brother dear. You need only open your eyes.”
5. “You destroyed me. You positively destroyed me, and you don’t even regret it.”
“You’re my brother, and I love you.”
“Is this what love is to you? A curse I can’t escape?”
6. “You saved me. How? How did you do that?”
“It’s complicated. You shouldn’t ask too many questions.”
7. “Tell me the truth. Please, I just want to know.”
“For now. But if you knew the truth, you’d want something. The police, most likely, or perhaps a priest.”
8. “We should talk about what happened today.”
“Or we could never discuss it again.”
“I saw your fangs.”
“See, this? This is us discussing it again.”
9. “Just because I saved you, doesn’t mean I’m a hero.”
“I know what you are.”
“… If you ever quote Twilight at me again, you’ll discover how much of a hero I’m not.”
10. “You saved my life today. How did you know?”
“That the garlic would have killed me?”
“You aren’t the first vampire I’ve met, darling, and you sure won’t be the last.”
11. “Why are you helping me save my sister?”
“This isn’t personal. The vampires took her, and it’s my responsibility to end them.”
“Of course it isn’t personal. That would mean you had feelings.”
12. “You came for me!”
“Of course I did! You’re my sister!”
“I don’t know, he followed me here. Want to keep him?”
“You do realize I can still hear you?”
13. “How many vampires have you slayed?”
“You HAVE slayed vampires before, right?”
“I was an apprentice until recently, okay?”
“Oh… You know… Still?”
14. “This was my rescue! Mine! I have a procedure, a plan-”
“They have my sister! Do I look like I care about your plan?”
15. “Look, fighting each other won’t help anything. Truce?”
“You’re untrained. You have no idea what you’re up against-”
“Let me rephrase. Fight the vampires, boy, because if you try to stand between me and my sister, the world will need a new slayer.”
16. “I love you. You know that, right?”
“I know. But soon, I’ll be old, and you will still be young and vibrant. It would be cruel to both of us to stay together.”
17. “Please, don’t be afraid of me.”
“You have fangs.”
“I know, but I need help. I’m begging you, don’t leave me alone.”
18. “I didn’t do it. I didn’t kill them.”
“I want to believe you, babe. I really do. But that means there’s another vampire out there, and that… Is a problem.”
19. “Dance with me.”
“I’m a little out of practice. It’s been more than two centuries since I’ve found myself on the dance floor.”
“Then you’re overdue.”
20. “When I talk about the past, you get this look. It’s such a beautiful look, too: Stars in your eyes, awe on your face…”
Killian Jones, Emma Swan and the nuances of deeply emotional love-making.
A psychologist’s POV on why this particular couple hinting at sex riled up an entire fandom.
So what was it?
We have all been exposed to TV sex and (I assume) most of us have been exposed to a certain degree of personal intimacy with a significant other in our lifetimes. I’ve been witness to some unbelievably explicit TV sex myself, but I can say that not once before in my life, has the notion of an OTP “getting it on” made me daydream anywhere near as hard as Hook and Emma did last night with only the hint of post-climatic morning sex taking place on a kitchen table. I was emotional. (A bit hot n’ bothered too, but mostly emotional).
But why? What is so different about these two??
When we think about how things got started for this particular couple, it’s been a struggle for both, one in which many of us can maybe relate. Maybe you’re the lonely girl who lost faith? The guy who lost everything and is terrified of ever embracing love again? Maybe you’re both. all I can say is, we as humans have ALL felt this way, some maybe on one particular situation and some others could be facing ongoing faith trials in their lives. Regardless, seeing that an orphan and a bucaneer can find home, stability, and happiness is an overwhelming slap in the face. It’s super easy to throw the towel in; staying on the road and fighting, that’s what’s hard!! So to find these two connect that way, it’s almost like finding our own answers on the pages of a book. It’s almost therapeutic (though it would be completely unprofessional of me to say CS is a replacement for therapy, should you need it, lol), and this reaches very deep for some and many.
Now about the sex… why does this particular fandom crave to see them show at least a certain degree of sexual intimacy?
Killian’s question “Have you ever been in love?”, comes into play here. Have you ever been in love? because if you have, you will know very well how sex can change and solidify a bond between two people who are already developing such a strong connection. On a chemical POV, sex is basically a survival tool, designed to make us want it to the point of it being damn near unstoppable and thus guaranteeing reproduction. But there is something more: The bonding. The magic of Oxytocin, where your brain releases such unbelievable amounts of the stuff you find yourself suddenly unable to be without that other person. You find yourself even MORE joined together after sex than you did before, even when you didn’t think it was possible.
There is a huge huge HUUUUGE difference between the gratifying satisfaction that comes from casual sex and the overwhelming sense of completeness, peace and togetherness that derives from lovemaking, both individually and as a couple. Just think about it for a second: Love-MAKING. You are MAKING love. Making it. You are enacting love with all you have: Your body, your soul, your everything. You can only say “I love you” so many times before you feel like those words alone just don’t cut it: You want to become that person, be a part of his or her body, to be as close together as you possibly can, to find a way for your souls to commingle and embrace without the limitations of physicality. Is there physical desire though? Of course there is, we are also biological beings with a libido that needs a release. But when you are in love, there is another fuel behind it, a fuel that is not necessarily derived from just the attraction of “banging a hot guy or girl”. No matter what that person has done or what he/she looks like, you desire that person. You start to overlook the flaws, physical or character-wise, and you look deeply, into that person’s very soul, the soul you want to touch and be a part of… the person you LOVE.
So have you ever been in love? Have you ever made love, or been made love to? If not, you will know it when it happens to you… and if you have, then you will know exactly what I’m talking about.
Killian Jones was the first to fall in love in this situation. He suddenly found himself being rescued from a darkness he never believed could be overcome and there, at the end of a dark, dark tunnel, stood one Emma Swan. He felt intrigued and followed her into the light, only to find himself helplessly drawn to her on a much deeper, spiritual level. His way of proving himself to win the heart of the woman he now unquestionably loved was through loyalty. Unbarred, undeniable loyalty. And for a woman who was used to abandonment, finding a solid rock beside her who would be there for her regardless of the consequences was easily the biggest brownie point in her Captain Hook tally. Now they’re together, finding ways of fighting for that love and to keep it strong, burning hot and always beautiful.
Love-making is the next logical step; these two kids have desire for one another (that they’ve actually had for a long, long time) and while I am sure that they have already done the deed before the glorious little nuance from last night’s show, for us to witness that intimacy, that strength and that bond, is almost a reminder that there is a love strong enough for all of us, and that when we do find it, we have to hold on to it, tooth and nail, because regardless of it being an ever after love or a love affair that lasts less than what you hoped for, true love is solidified through unstoppable, devoted, deeply emotional and romantic sex, whether it’s slow and passionate or fast paced and fiery. It’s just that last bridge to cross to entirely become one with that other soul you love so much.
So there it is, kids. Hook and Emma love each other. And to many of us, this almost flawless, picture perfect version of what love could be (and actually really is with all it’s ups and downs and fights and blowouts and great, great sex) is what we all aspire to achieve at some point with our significant other. And what a fine example they are!!!!
Imagine the morning after Alec and Magnus had their first date. Alec stayed the night, even though he believed that it might be a bad idea. It is too early after all to stay a whole night at Magnus’. It all goes too fast. But he can’t help himself.
So they are lying in bed. Magnus is still sleeping peacefully. He is lying on his stomach, half of his head buried in a pile of pillows, face towards Alec. Alec is wide awake. His head resting on his hand while he simply stares dreamily at Magnus. Magnus doesn’t wear any make-up and he is snoring a little. Alec smiles. A tiny smile at first. But it gets broader, he just can’t stop it. He can’t believe that he is in Magnus’ loft, lying next to Magnus, the most beautiful man he ever layed eyes on. Alec knows that he must look like a fool but he doesn’t care at all. He lifts his right hand and brushes through Magnus’ thick black hair. He is surprised how soft it is when it is not spiked up. Alec’s fingertips are wandering carefully along Magnus’ jawline, he doesn’t want to wake Magnus up. His thumb brushes over Magnus’ cheek. Magnus still doesn’t wake up under Alec’s gentle touches.
And Alec? He is just smiling while the sun comes up and the first ray of light lightens up the bedroom. He closes his eyes for a second, his hand lingering over Magnus’ cheek. When he opens his eyes again, he notices that Magnus is awake. He looks bleary and it is so adorable that Alec has a lump in his throat. But the thing that shocks him the most are Magnus’ eyes. His cat eyes are showing and they are so beautiful that they instantly take Alec’s breath away.
It takes Magnus a bit to understand what is happening. He wants to turn away from Alec, ashamed. He needs to glamour his eyes again since it looks like they shocked Alec so much. He just hopes he is not that much disgusted by them. Or him.
Alec grabs Magnus’ shoulder, silenty shaking his head. Magnus furrows his brows. Until Alec leans towards him, cupping Magnus’ face with both hands. Magnus closes his eyes, he can’t look at Alec any longer. It’s too much. He silently curses himself that he forgot about his warlock mark.
But Alec just doesn’t care at all. He presses a featherlight kiss on Magnus’ left eyelid. He hears how Magnus inhales sharply. Then he kisses the right eyelid. It’s so soft and tender, Magnus feels like crying. It takes all of him to fight against the tears building behind his lids. When Alec presses another soft kiss against his forehead, Magnus opens his eyes.
“Don’t hide your true self from me, Magnus. Ever. You’re beautiful. All of you.”
And that is the moment when Magnus Bane falls even more in love with Alexander Gideon Lightwood. Not that Magnus will tell him about his feelings yet. It’s too early. Magnus knows that.
But one day soon…
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7345429 - SOONHAO IS LOVE. SOONHAO IS LIFE AND I LOVE LIFE. rated m + abo!verse + bff!junhui what else do i put in i loVE EVERYTHING IN HERE and minghao c*ming just by being bitten by soonyoung i can die in peace ((this has a ch. 2 witht he legit sMUT))
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7340521 - GYUHAO CRACK ONESHOT. IVE NEVER BEEN HIT ON BUT I STILL FIND IT RELATABLE +++hansol burning down their dormitory while cooking dinner i never have related so bad
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7330090 - OKAY. IM NOT READY FOR THIS. IM NOT. I CANT BELIEVE I ENCOUNTERED SUCH A GEM. MY BIGGEST OT4. COMING TRUE. I WONHUI? SURE. GYUHAO. HECK YES. WONHUIGYUHAO???? SIGN ME THE HECK UP. its ongoing but oh my lordt i know this fic is gonna be the death of me
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7158680 - HOE!MINGHAO. MINGHOE. IF YOURE NOT A FAN OF INFIDELITY(kinda) then unfortunately this isnt your cup of tea. but i love vague smut and heartbreak and DYING THROUGH CRYING SO I LOVED THIS
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7086619 - SPEAKING OF MINGHAO WITH ANYONE. A PRECIOUS WRITER HAS STARTED A FIC. an oNGOING MINGHAREM FIC. minghao is an incubus and yall know how this will end, rite. and nOT TO WORRY, because chan and seungkwan arent included in the smut part of it! heeeheheh i love siNNING
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/5230565 - SPEAKING OF MORE!! MORE!! MORE EVERYONE X MINGHAO, look at this fic. this one is actually ot13!polyamory, minghao-centric. i love polyamory, but if its not ur cup of tea then i dont suggest it. !!!!!!!!IMPLICATIONS OF DEBAUCHERY
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7386403 - ok im hurting myself too much, its 3 AM AS I WRITE THIS FIC REC AND GYUHAO IS HURTING MY FEELINGS BUT I LOVE IT AND I COME BACK FOR IT ANYWAYS BECAUSE I WILL ALWAYS HAVE A BONER FOR ANGST
• http://archiveofourown.org/works/7205936 - GYUHAO. i love gyuHAO AND FANTASY AND SMUT MIXED TOGETHER. and they swITCH, WHAT MORE COULD I HAVE ASKED FOR!!??? i love authors i owe them my life i will sell my soul to the devil just the all the fanfic writers will live longer and write more
I don’t think Natsu friend-zoned Lucy, if he really say we will be together forever from now on is like he proposed to her. Nalu is my otp, they have feelings for each other (it’s true) but they are completely different from another couples. They don’t have to kiss to say I love you… That’s what I believe, to me this is a different way to say I love you and I want stay together (as a couple) forever.
Law is sick and chooses to stay at his adopted parent’s; Corazon. Luffy arrives to support Law
“Ah,” Rosinante falters at the door.
There’s a young kid, perhaps fifteen or so, staring
imploringly up at him, huge black eyes and a scar resting upon his left cheek. A
mess of hair sticking out from beneath a worn strawhat, strands that looks as
if they have the same consistency as charcoal cut in a jagged halo around the
Saying that spending time with Will and his family was
awkward would have been an understatement. Nico had no idea what Will had told
them about their relationship, but he knew they knew Will and Nico had dated.
He couldn’t help but feel like both Mr. and Mrs. Solace didn’t like him or
wanted to investigate everything they could about him.
The only relief Nico had from their blue-eyed gaze was the
small redheaded girl who liked him from the moment she’d realized he was the
same person who’d helped with her bear. She liked to sit on Nico’s lap and she
liked to play with his rings and play with his hair or cover his faded scars in
Band-Aids and stickers.
Will insisted on having Nico join him and his family for the
week of their stay and his parents assured him he was welcome. Nico wondered if
maybe it was all in his head that they didn’t like him. But sometimes he caught
Will’s dad looking at him like a puzzle and a threat until his wife or Will or
Kayla pulled his attention away. And Will’s mom didn’t ask Nico much about
himself. It was like Nico either wasn’t there or wasn’t an important presence.
It made Nico anxious, and he decided instead to stay beside
Kayla and Will whenever possible.
It was the last day they were here and Nico was slightly relieved,
but he didn’t show it because he knew Will would miss his family.
“Thank you guys so much for coming,” Will said as he hugged
them goodbye. “I’ll miss you so much.”
“We love you, sweetheart. Hopefully you can come home if
only to visit soon,” Naomi said, giving her son a warm smile that made Nico
have to look away. He didn’t want to join that day because he figured he’d be
intruding, but Naomi had said Kayla wanted to say goodbye to him too.
why do I ship NaruSaku? (aka my narusaku megapost)
[My submission for the final day of the NARUSAKU AUGUST EVENT, 2017]
This post is dedicated to all my fellow NaruSaku shippers, the ones who have gone down with this ship and yet continue to hold on to it, submerged in a sea of our perfect fanon. Enjoy this extremely long post about the pairing of Naruto and Sakura :) x
You may want to sit down with a cup of coffee/tea, find a comfortable environment, and just fill yourselves with shipper feels in order to read this.
So, why do we ship NaruSaku when it isn’t even canon?
Because it’s about a relationship that involves two individuals harbouring healthy feelings for each other, showing great respect towards each other and putting great trust in each other, facing great adversities and only coming out stronger than ever before, having developed an even stronger connection.
It’s not just the big, flashy, seemingly-romantic moments between them that draws me to them. It is, in fact, the smaller but significant interactions that makes me admire whatever Naruto and Sakura share. Throughout the manga, there have been several moments signifying the development of their bond, paving the way to the depiction of a more grounded and realistic relationship (at least, with respect to the Narutoverse and its foundation of “bonds”).
Here’s a collection of some Naruto and Sakura moments from the manga, moments that make my shipper heart go squeee. Seeing them in a romantic light or not is up to you! I mean, NaruSaku as a BroTP is unbeatable, but this post will be more OTP-oriented. Feel free to keep these moments for yourselves ;)
Show Me Where it Hurts (will you make it okay?) (Oliver/Felicity; T)
Summary: Set immediately post-5x17. Felicity patches Oliver up.
A/N: Well, I never thought I’d be writing these two again, but here we are. I actually really enjoyed this episode for the first time in a long time. It was a great character exploration for Oliver and I felt like this was the show I signed up for in the first place. This little drabble is just my way of trying to process that.
I hope you enjoy, and please remember to hit that reblog button and write something in the tags if you enjoyed!
First time MG sees Pearl about to throw down with evilness or monsters and she’s just like “ExCuSe ME YOU WANT TO FIGHT MY TINY PERFECT GIRLFRIEND?! I WILL RUN YOUR ASS OVER WITH MY NICE SHINY MOTORCYCLE”
Pearl Hi-key loves it. MG knows.
Greg is stunned by how much she looks like Rose, he tries a little flirting, nothing serious, for old times sake.
Pearl is trying to be polite cuz they danced and sang and bonded and shit but she’s interally freaking the ever loving fuck out because not again. NOT. AGAIN. But its so important to Steven that she and Greg get along….fuckfuckfuck she’s blushing and stammering and she wants to flip but she’s resisting and Steven just looks HORRIFIED
MG just kinda looks him up and down, real chill, and goes “Thanks but I prefer conscious configurations of light”
Greg is confused.
MG clarifies. “I like putting my mouth on Pearl’s mouth. Alot.”
Greg is no longer confused. There are no more flirting attempts.
Garnet ships it so.fucking.hard.
MG and Lapis chill at the mall in sunglasses popping bubblegum. Everyone thinks they are badass hoodlums until Pearl and Steven rush over to show off a cute dress. And Pearl’s talking loud and fast about how she knows she doesn’t technically need to buy clothes, she can form them with her gem, and it probably would be too silly to get it, and MG just leans down and plants a little kiss right on Pearl’s pearl before leaning back and nodding. “It looks cute. You could wear it to my parents’ on Sunday.”
Amethyst dislikes her alot first. She’s the punk rock rock, who is this poser? But they like alot of the same music, so they chill with Greg and jam, and go to concerts. They get on good terms, till one day there’s this argument between Pearl and Amethyst and Amethyst just turns to MG and is like “Pearl only likes you because you look like Rose! Beautiful Rose that never gave her the time of day! You are a substitution!”
Amethyst immediately wishes she hadn’t said that, would do anything to take it back, cuz Pearl just crumples like a paper ball, crumples on the floor tears pooling in her eyes as she sobs “that’s not true, it’s not true, I swear…”
MG was really chill, leaning back on the wall scrolling through blogs. She didn’t really care that much about the fight or the comment. But Pearl is crying. Pearl is hurt. Her happy little ball of cheerful sunshine and outer space logic is sad. Heads will roll.
MG scoops up Pearl whose desperately trying to deny it, to say how she cares for MG because she’s MG, not for anything else. MG knows, she just pets her head and shushes her. Then she glares at Amethyst. And Rose never glared like that.
“Tiny purple punk rock. Not cool. Don’t involve third parties in your fights, and she was right, you’ve been really reckless lately and that’s dangerous. Do not make my small alien bird baby cry again or I will curb stomp you. I like her because she’s Pearl. Pearl likes me because I’m me.”
Pearl laughs a little because she is NOT a bird thank you very much
MG dyes her hair green the next day. Pearl sees it and spends the rest of the day reciting lyrical poetry about it
Finally MG is like “Dude just say its sexy” but she’s laughing because it’s sweet and genuine and Pearl.
Pearl sighs. “It certainly is. But more than that. I believe….I believe the word would be ‘beautiful’.”
MG blushes hard core and hides her face in Pearl’s shoulder, hugging her. She’s been called badass, punk, sexy, but beautiful…that’s a first.
Pearl makes MG a stud earring using scraps from the war and the volcanic heart of the temple’s core. MG loves it.
Pearl tries to learn slang. She does not suceed, and will turn to MG after winning Mario Kart, or stabbing a monster with her spear and say “Was that ‘punk rock’?!?”
MG just smiles and says “Very punk.”
MG gets shit for dating an alien. Pearl’s response is along the lines of “I saved this planet, and technically have lived here for 5,000 years. So I’ve been here alot longer than you.”
The shit talking stops.
MG loves to watch Pearl train Connie and Steven and Stevonnie. Mostly because her girlfriend is a goddamn boss.
Pearl doesn’t like to talk about the war. But alone in Pearl’s room, floating on the water and listening to smooth jazz on shared headphones, she’ll admit little things. It’s easy for people to forget prim and proper Pearl is a rebel, a renegade, and a wanted criminal. (MG finds it kinda hot really)
Amethyst introduces MG to Vidalia and they hit it off big time. Vidalia paints MG and Pearl and gives it to MG, small enough that she can carry it around. It makes her smile like a sap all the time.
MG likes tattooes, but never knew what to get. So she gets a swan, pearly white and made of water, with a rising crescent moon behind her. Peaceful, strong, beautiful. Just like her Pearl.
Pearl doesn’t sleep, but she’ll stay with MG and play with her hair, clean her clothes, straighten up the house, and leave post it notes hidden for MG to find later.
Pearl has to regenerate, MG flips out and is an angry crying mess for days. When Pearl comes back she nearly sends her back with a bone crushing hug. Later she realizes Pearl’s made a little alteration of her own. It’s her own kind of tattoo, blending in with her skin perfectly. It’s just a few words and some scribbly lines. The words say “My Mystery Girl” in perfect cursive.
When she asks about the lines, she explains its Gem writing. She blushes and says she’ll translate later.
Pearl considered ended things with MG incase the Diamonds come and she gets hurt. MG sees this coming and threatens to kick Pearl off the motorcycle for being stupid. She’s with her till the stars fall down.
Pearl is adorable in MG’s flannels. It nearly stops MG’s heart.
Pearl checks that MG got enough sleep, has eaten three meals, has hydrated, and wears a helmet and thick pants on the motor cycle. Steven teases Pearl is more like a Mom than a girlfriend, but MG’s never felt so loved.
Yellow Diamond kidnaps MG to lure in Pearl and shatter her. Pearl comes in, dancing with swords, bruised and beaten but looking fucking TERRIFYING. When she saves MG she has a soft smiling and kisses her hand like a knight to their lord.
“We had an agreement. Together till the stars fall down.”
MG cries. It’s okay, Pearl’s crying too.
MG thinks its hilarious that Pearl can lift her with one hand.
Pearl finally admits the words in Gem are “I pledge my life to the brightness of my life” with the human “My Mystery Girl” underneath.
Garnet has grasped more slang and whispers “OTP” quietly with a big grin whenever they are around.
Peridot uses MG as a human ladder to get to high shelves. MG is amused. Lapis is jealous. That’s HER little green space dorito.
MG loves it and starts calling Peridot “little green space dorito”
For Christmas, Steven gives Period a T Shirt with it.
MG loves Steven and lets him braid her hair and do her lipstick and ask about her piercings. They dance to music videos together on the couch. Pearl thinks its too cute to tell them to stop.
They manage to fuse. And its nothing like Rainbow Quartz. She’s pale, big, and beautiful with short wild hair that changes colors in the light. She’s got three eyes, all of them are pink, and piercings in her lips, ears, eyebrows and tongue. Four arms, two legs, and a wicked smile. Her weapon of choice is throwing knives made like minispears. Meet Mystery Pearl.
Thou shalt not say put in the summary, “Summary sucks, I suck at summaries/etc…” - Please stop. If your summary sucks, then what do you think I already think of your story? I am not saying this to be mean, but if you can’t write a summary, I’ve doubts right off the bat. Do this: I hate writing summaries because I never know what I what to conceal or reveal, so rather I like to take a quote from the story that I think really amplifies what the story is about or stick to the basics “Somebody Wanted But So Then” (This is the summary technique I’ve taught 4th graders, it works well). Talk about who the main character is and an overview of the main conflict.
Thou shalt format thy story. - I was a graphic and web designer. One of the number one ways to make someone not read your story (or any piece of information) is to have a super large block of text. It’s overwhelming, and it takes a lot of work for the eye to follow. Do this: Skip lines between paragraphs, at the very least. Also, make sure when you upload your story it stays in the intended format. Make sure the reader can follow what is going on, which brings me to the next….
Thou shalt check thy work. - I AM GUILTY AS FUCK. I AM THE FIRST TO ADMIT IT. I will straight up finish a chapter and post it without looking at it ever again. I despise editing and revising! I know the feeling of working on something for hours or days and just wanting to be done with it. Also, it’s exciting to post a new chapter or story especially if you’ve been struggling with it. I get it, but horrific continuous errors can ruin the readability of a story. I have seen errors that include main characters names being misspelled (repeatedly), not starting sentences with uppercase letters, not ending sentences with punctuation, not formatting dialogue correctly. Yes, I have stopped reading in the middle of a story (or of a first chapter) because it was so hard to understand. I am not saying this has to be a perfect endeavor, hell there are probably errors in this, but it should be reasonable. Do this: Read over your work. Put it away for the night or for an hour and read over it before you post. You could also have a beta reader look over it and help you make edits.
Thou shalt not hold thy story hostage for reviews. - You know, once you finish a chapter someone says “I’ll continue if I receive 5 reviews”. I’ll admit, I did this when I first started writing fan fiction. (And it’s not as common as it was years ago.)Yea, it worked sometimes, but when it didn’t it made me mad because I didn’t receive reviews, and I put myself in this uncomfortable situation of continuing the story of abandoning it. Do this: Continue or discontinue a story because YOU want to. It’s wonderful to have people support and praise your work, but it shouldn’t be the only reason you write. Yes, people should support the arts, in a perfect world, but ultimately in the world of fanfiction, you are using a lot of time and energy to write novels for free. Love. What. You. Do.
Thou shalt not annoy writers to write your favorite otp. - The keyword here is annoy! Of course it doesn’t hurt to ask, but don’t overdo it. I understand there are some authors that take requests. Some don’t. I take requests. If you see that an author does not take requests, don’t annoy them. And, consider what you are asking that author to write. I consider myself a multi shipper in some fandoms, in some fandoms I have one tried and true otp. Some authors have preferred pairings and types of stories (adventure, romance, smut, humor, etc…) they write. So, know who you are asking and know they might not be inspired to write it! Do this: Respectfully ask the writer if they would write it. Know who you are asking and don’t be offended if they decline the idea. And writers, nicely decline if you aren’t into the idea or pairing. If the author decides not to take a request, you could always write it yourself, so don’t be afraid to do that. If you really believe in the idea and/or the ship then contribute!!
So… What else would you guys add to the Commandments of Fanfiction?
Mo Guanshan, of course, that’s no secret. Even after years, He Tian is not allowed to touch a single pan in the kitchen.
How often do they fight?
Seriously? Mo Guanshan is the epitome of arguments and He Tian is Satan, there will be blood. ….fine, fine. Joke. They won’t fight that often because He Tian doesn’t want to. It’s simply unnecessary to show off his capability of brainfucking and physically overpowering someone he loves and whenever Mo Guanshan gets angry at him, He Tian manages to appease him by listening what the redhead has to say. He actually is a good listener. Mo Guanshan knows it and curses himself for forgiving the devil so easily.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Good question. Work? Or if they aren’t at their jobs, Mo Guanshan perhaps goes kickboxing or on a tour with his motorbike and also does the laundry and dishes and cleaning because He fucking Tian is 2 meters tall, also a male supermodel and his gorgeous smile is killing everyone who looks at him, “BUT. THAT BASTARD. CAN’T. DO. THE FUCKING HOUSEHOLD.” He Tian is probably fucking everyone up. Don’t know how and we better not question it, Mo Guanshan asked one time and the dangerous, dirty smirk he got was enough to leave him shaking. Nope. Not doing that again.
Nicknames for each other?
Despite being cruel and evil and badass, He Tian loves the redhead more than anything else, he calls him so many cheesy nicknames, Mo Guanshan wants to constantly puke. Most of them are still from their time in middle school, it amuses He Tian to remind him of all the shit they did, although he now adds “my” to everything he says. Like “My little Mo”, “My beautiful, little redhead”, “My little Mountain…” whatever. Mo Guanshan settles for bastard, idiot, fucker and every other insult what comes to mind. He doesn’t mean it and He Tian isn’t even going to complain because duh, he KNOWS. Always knew it.
Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
He Tian. Rich kid became rich adult. Everytime they go to the restaurant, Mo Guanshan wants to pay “for fucking once” but He Tian is not having any of that. He distracts the redhead or says that he is going to the toilet or even steals Mo Guanshan’s wallet out of his hands without the redhead even noticing and when they’re leaving, Mo Guanshan finally understands that he had been tricked. AGAIN.
Who steals the covers at night?
Mo Guanshan, He Tian is awake most of the night and when he sleeps, he is as cold as a corpse, laying on his back with crossed arms over his chest and he doesn’t move an inch. Well, after snatching away the warm blanket, one time the redhead’s guilty conscience makes him feel that traitorous that he sighs and spreads it over them both. Only to almost scream when he feels an arm pulling him to the broad, trained but freezing chest and hears the soft laughing at his ear.
“Couldn’t let me die, hm~?” “JESUS, ARE YOU MADE OF ICE OR WH…! FUCK THE HELL OFF!” “You could warm me up properly, how about that…?” “IT’S 4 A.M. IN THE FUCKING MORNING, LIKE HELL I WILL!”
He Tian only chuckles and buries his nose in the red hair. Mo Guanshan is glad that in the dark, Satan can’t see his bright red face.
What would they get each other for gifts?
He Tian gets the redhead everything he sets his eyes on. Really. Money doesn’t matter and Mo Guanshan tries to stop him. But since it’s He Tian we’re talking about, to no avail. A new pillow because the old one is worn off? No problem, darling, He Tian makes sure you’ll have a new one when you go to bed for the next time. One of Mo Guanshan’s favorite movies will be out in the store the next few days? He Tian will be the one who ordered it weeks ago to have it delivered before it even is officially released. One of his little Mountain’s earstuds has gone missing? Do not despair, your husband will buy you twenty new pairs. Mo Guanshand tells him it’s ridiculous. (And secretly loves him for being such a dork, caring that much about his well-being.) The redhead on the other hand gifts the blackhaired man preferably with cold glares, snorts and ignorance, but if he finds something that He Tian would like, he doesn’t hesitate to gather his savings to buy it for him. Rather difficult because this guy already has everything. He Tian tells him he doesn’t have to, but Mo Guanshan insists and “If you don’t accept this proof of my debatable love for you shithead, I’ll beat you up with it, just so you know. Now shut the fuck up and kiss me, damn it.”
Who remembers things?
Both. He Tian is by far more unforgiving than the devil himself if it’s something he really despises. Also he likes to bring up old stories and embarrass the living crap out of his Mountain. For doing house-related stuff, his brain is useless. Mo Guanshan also has developed a sharp mind, but he rather does not talk about the past. Too annoying and if He Tian doesn’t stop telling everyone how they became a couple, he will go berserk. Otherwise, he never forgets a single thing when he’s out for grocery shopping.
Who cusses more?
Mo Guanshan, 100%. Still a foul mouth.
What would they do if the other one was hurt? (Scenario after a fight)
If it’s Mo Guanshan who is physically hurt and you are the cause for it, you better RUN. Or jump off a building. Because He Tian is going to hunt you down with fire and steel after he made sure that the redhead is safe. And he WILL find you, wherever you are. You would be well advised if you already dig your own grave. He Tian is a person who is never physically hurt. Or pretends it. Mo Guanshan knows him well enough to know when he lies and after receiving a good verbal scolding, He Tian’s going to be treated like gold. Getting his wounds cleaned and bandaged with utmost care and after the redhead is done, Mo Guanshan would bed him on the mattress, tell him that he will be back in a while and is about to leave, when He Tian grabs his wrist. “You will not search for him, Mountain. The matter is settled and I want you here. Stay.”
Who kissed who first?
He Tian kissed Mo Guanshan in middle school. (That’s canon.) Mo Guanshan still hits his husband when he thinks about it.
Who made the first move?
Also He Tian, because if there’s something -or in this case, someone- he wants, he gets it/them.
Who started the relationship?
I’d like to imagine it’s Mo Guanshan. He Tian confesses his true feelings and Mo Guanshan first doesn’t believe shit he says, but after a night full of thinking and growling and hitting his bed sheets and realizations, he can’t deny anymore that he also loves this bastard and more, wants him by his side. Wants his presence all around him, wants him to hold him. The next day, he walks up to the blackhaired man, slams his palm against his chest and tells him straight-forward that he probably shouldn’t tell him, but he wants him by his side. Wants to be with him. Mo Guanshan is red as a lobster, and He Tian just stares at him in disbelief, after all, he didn’t dare to imagine in his wildest dreams that the redhead would ever like him enough to stay. Wordlessly, he grabs the redhaired man’s cheeks, very gently, and after a short moment and a deep gaze into his eyes, he kisses him. This time, he had seen it in his face that Mo Guanshan trusted him and his lips pull into a content, honest smile at the other’s warm, soft ones, when he feels him kissing back. Nothing could ever ruin this moment and they both realize that that’s what they longed for all the time. Would live for, from now on and the thought makes Mo Guanshan smile, too.
“Nesta!” Elain squealed in excitement and forced her eldest sister into a hug with herself and their youngest. “I’m so glad you stayed. That we’re all here. Together.”
Pulling from the embrace due to the heat and Nesta’s belly crushing her ribs, Feyre smiled and added, “The three of us together. Just as it should be.”
“Just as it should be!?” Nesta wanted to cry out. But she didn’t. She wouldn’t.
But she felt it. She hadn’t hardly thought of him in months, but now that she did, she couldn’t stop.
Instead, she asked, “What’s there to eat? I’m famished.” She was. Between the exhaustion of being pregnant with a child who yearned to stretch their wings…and the fact that Cassian woke her up most mornings by trailing kisses down her tattooed body- he was always careful with the burns that marbled her lower back… Nesta was starving from the exertion.
Elain held onto both her sister’s hands and led the way. They passed Lucien and Helion laughing and whispering conspiratorially to each other, grinning like lions. Varian feeding Amren grapes as she sat in his lap was a sight they did not care to see.
Cassian remained half a step behind the trio as they made their way to the refreshments.
Filling a myrtlewood bowl with tangerines, Nesta turned around to find Cassian blushing and shaking his head as Helion cackled and strode to his side.
“A gift from the lovely Tarquin.” Helion gestured to the colorful food that took up the space of Rhys’s dining room table. The table that was moved by the Illyrians while Feyre and Helion watched.
“I would offer you some.” Nesta bit into the fragrant fruit and narrowed her eyes at Cassian, licking the juices from her lips. “But I don’t want you to respond first with, ‘not hungry.’” She raised her eyebrows at him and shoved another small slice into her mouth.
Cassian flinched as Helion let loose a howling laugh that made the birds fly away.
“He knows?” Cassian would like to say that he couldn’t believe it. But that wouldn’t be true. Nesta was Helion’s confidant. And at the time she was referring to, it would’ve made sense for him to be the first and only person she told.
“I know and hear everything that happens in my Court, Commander.” Helion’s insinuations were likely to get him into trouble again. But was it an insinuation when it was the truth? “Especially at the manor. Especially at the steps of the wishing fountain near the West entrance.”
Finally offering the fruit with her slender hand, Cassian took it. Closing his eyes as he savored the bite. It tasted just as fantastic as he had remembered.
When he opened his eyes, Nesta was grinning. The smile she reserved especially for him. As if any thoughts other than this moment had escaped her mind.
Knowing her sister’s would be there to care for her if she needed, and that he would feel, hear, or smell the moment she needed anything, he eyed Mor and Rhys debating whether or not the obscene amount of gifts were enough and if they should be organized by size or importance.
“Go.” Nesta mouthed. “I’ll be fine.”
She knew he’d be back when she needed. He knew he’d be back within minutes, not wanting to be parted from her side.
Mor flipped her braid over a bare shoulder and crossed her arms. “Rhysand. You are my cousin and I love you. But you are utterly insane if you think your gifts are better than mine.” Noticing Cassian’s arrival, she gave him a quick smile before turning back to an indignant Rhys.
“Ah!” Rhys slapped Cassian’s arm. “I suppose he’ll be the judge of that anyway. Whether your gifts are more perfect, or the gifts from someone who’s known him longer and therefore better.”
Cassian shrugged Rhys’s hand away and eyed the blindingly bright stacks. “Why are they all white? Where are the gifts that I brought?”
“When Feyre and Rhys were sent to retrieve the happy couple, Amren, Lucien, and I thought it would look better if the gifts matched.” Mor held out her arms as though to show that she was right.
“Bullshit.” Rhys smirked. “You’re all impatient and wanted to know if what you got was better than anyone else’s.”
Cassian surveyed the gifts while Rhys and Mor argued over who was going to be the child’s favorite.
Boxes and bags. All pristine and white. With the exception of the green reminder of what was missing.
“You didn’t rewrap all of them.” Cassian blurted, pointing at the package and laughing humorlessly. “Why didn’t you? It looks like shit.”
“We didn’t want to know what’s inside before the two of you.” Mor shifted and spoke softly, “We thought you would both prefer it this way. This was how we found it.“
Cassian stared. His red siphons glowed so bright, they threatened to burst.
Rhys chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood. “I’m sure he gave it his best effort.” He referred to the ridiculous gaudy bow on the top.
“Of course he would.” Cassian thought. “Especially after what-”
“I know, Cassian.” Rhys was certain, reassuring his thoughts.
Without warning, Cassian turned from the display, leaving his two friends.
Putting his hands in his pockets, he headed for Nesta. With her, any day could be perfect. And this day was going to be perfect.
Cassian’s mind reeled as he walked towards his wife who truly did glow like a new sun.
The white dress that flowed and showed every glorious bump and curve…
The golden curls and waves he cut short just days before framed her lovely face and blew in the light breeze…
Her face… She was beaming at her friend, who was once again feeling the life that grew inside her.
“If he could be here, he would be.” Cassian reminded himself.
A/N: A request from @minim236 for a Spencer x Reader where they are secretly dating, but the team doesn’t know and are still trying to get them together. @coveofmemories
“Should we tell them?” Spencer asked you, after reading the message on his phone.
It was 8 AM and you were on your way upstairs. Since you’d started at the BAU, and realized how close you lived to Spencer, you’d carpooled in each morning. After about six months, you realized how much you liked each other and started dating, but you’d been carrying on your relationship right under the noses of your friends and co-workers. Apparently, they also thought you were a match, because they had been trying to get you together for months. “Nah,” you replied, “It’s too much fun seeing how they’ll try to get us together next.”
“Well, tonight, Morgan’s plan is to get us all to go out drinking,” he laughed, taking another look at his phone. “He claims that if I get drunk, I’ll work up the courage to tell you how much I like you.”
Spencer didn’t need any alcohol. He’d revealed to you after a particularly rough case what you meant to him, and you told him you felt the same. At the time, he had been a little shy, but that all fell to the wayside when you kissed him. That night had ended with some heavy making out on your couch. “If he only knew,” you laughed.
As they walked off the elevator, Emily, Morgan, Garcia and JJ sat against their desks trying to figure out how Spencer and Y/N hadn’t started dating. “They are meant for each other,” Garcia exclaimed, throwing her ring-clad hands in the air. “He’s a genius, she’s a genius. They are both the sweetest people in the world. They’re both cute, why aren’t they dating?”
“You’re a little too invested,” JJ laughed. “I agree, but breathe. It will all happen in time. We’re gonna make it happen.”
Garcia sighed dreamily, craning her head in the direction of the hallway that led to the coffee shrine, which is where they were undoubtedly headed. “I know. It’s just…they’re my real life OTP, and I wanna make it happen.”
“OTP?” Morgan asked. “What the hell does that mean?”
“One True Pairing,” Emily, JJ and Garcia said simultaneously.
While Spencer and Y/N grabbed their morning coffees, undoubtedly downing one a piece even before leaving the room, Emily made sure that she, JJ, Garcia and Morgan were in a separate text feed. They needed to make sure one of them didn’t accidentally let either one of them know that the whole team, including Hotch and Rossi (to much lesser degrees) were rooting for them to get together. “I think they’re coming back,” she said quickly. “Abort mission. Fan out. Stay tuned.” As they all walked back to their desks, Emily waved her phone in the air. They had tried to push the two of them together on a couple of different occasions recently, but they were getting closer. Just another little push or two…
Throughout the day, the four matchmakers exchanged a string of texts, trading ideas and attempting to figure out which one would work best for their one true pairing.
M: These two are getting on my last nerve.
G: Because we’re pulling out all our best matchmaking moves and nothing is working.
E: Something has to work. We know they love each other. They know they love each other. It’s just going to take something really romantic to get things going. I can feel it.
JJ: They definitely are the romantic types. Okay, so let’s float around some ideas. What are Spence and Y/N’s favorite things?
JJ: Star Wars.
G: Good, let’s work with this. What can we set up, involving one or more of these things, that might get the two of them to come out? And I suggest that we make it a group thing and the six of us will conveniently be late.
M: Wait…there’s a chocolate expo coming into town for a limited time.
JJ: How the hell do you know that?
M: I keep seeing flyers in my neighborhood. There’ll be sculptures and tastings and all that shit. What if we get them to go there?
G: Omg yes, and those expos normally have private viewings or classes, so we can book one of those for the two of them, say it’s for all of us and then wait in the background and watch the sparks fly. This is totally going to work. Look at my Statuesque God of Chocolate Thunder bringing out the chocolate expo!
M: I’ve always got your back, babygirl.
G: I know you do, baby.
E: Down, children. Okay, so Garcia, you okay with looking into what kind of viewing or class we can book for them?
G: It would be my honor to be the catalyst of my OTP’s first kiss.
JJ: I think we’ve finally nailed down a fail-proof plan. Commence Operation OTP.
“So what do you guys think?” Garcia asked you and Spencer. “We’ve all been under so much stress lately, and who doesn’t love chocolate? They have this chocolate making class you can go to. We can all go and learn how to make chocolate and then we can eat the chocolate. It’ll be so much fun.”
“I’m in,” you replied, knowing this was another one of their elaborate plans. “I could eat chocolate all day every day, so I’m definitely in if I get to eat some of the chocolate.”
Spencer swallowed, barely noticeable to anyone but you. He knew what they were trying to do. “Yea, I guess so. What time is it though? Because it’s on a Saturday, and we’ll be off from work, which means if I can’t sleep late, I’m not going,” he laughed.
“You’re safe, Spence,” JJ replied, knowing how late he liked to sleep on the weekend. He was normally in a coma when he walked in no matter the day, prior to having his morning cup of coffee that is. “It starts at noon and goes until 6. The expo does. The class is only a couple hours.”
“Then I’m in,” he said, taking another swig of his coffee. “It’s next Saturday? Not this Saturday?” Emily nodded, taking solace in the fact that they’d come this far in their plan. “Dammit, now I want chocolate. To the vending machine I go…”
One Saturday passed and the next arrived, which meant it was the day that Emily, JJ, Garcia and Morgan would execute their perfect plan. “This is so going to work,” Garcia clapped as they walked into the expo. Spencer and Y/N had already texted that they were waiting in class. “I can feel it this time.”
As they made their way into the convention center, flashing their badges, which served as their tickets, they scanned the masses of people to see if they spotted the soon-to-be lovebirds. “There’s the area for the cooking class,” Rossi said. “I can’t believe you managed to put this together.”
“I mean, I know we’ve all been hoping for them to get together,” Hotch laughed, “But this is dedication.”
“You know I am nothing if not dedicated, sir,” Garcia replied. “There they are!” She splayed her hands outward, keeping everyone from moving another step. “Let’s observe.”
“They really have gone to amazing lengths to get us together over the past few months,” you said, turning your back to Spencer so he could tie your apron behind your back. “Maybe we should finally give them the satisfaction of knowing we’re together. I think they ship us.”
“Ship?” he asked bewildered.
“To ship means to endorse a romantic relationship,” you replied.
Spencer raised on eyebrow. “I was just starting to pick up on slang from the 80s and 90s,” he said. “I’m so lost…but if that’s what it means then I definitely ship us.”
“I ship us too.” You could see the team out of the corner of your eye and told Spencer as much. “Gimme a little kiss.”
With a smile, he leaned up against the counter just as the teacher of the class said they’d start in ten minutes, and planted a chaste kiss on your lips, before jutting the tip of of tongue out ever so slightly. When you opened your eyes again, you smirked, silently telling Spencer to look back and give the team a wave.
“Operation OTP is a success!” Garcia cried, clapping wildly as the rest of the team said it was about damn time.
“Wait?” Morgan said. “Those sneaky…”
“What is it?” she asked. Morgan took her head in both hands and turned it back toward Spencer and Y/N. They were waving back at them. Everyone’s mouths had dropped open in disbelief. How had they not picked up on that?
I am so sick of The Flash fandom trying to monopolize the characters’ relationships. Considering the fact most characters grew up without a parent, had problematic families and lived lonely lives, they deserve to have as many friends as possible.
I know that usually people have a few true friends, but the thing is, having only a single friend is never a good or healthy thing. People deserve to have at least four or five strong and eternal bonds in their lives. That said, it really frustrates me the fact many shippers only accept the halves of their otp having moments with no one else but one another.
And it especially annoys me when someone feels that way about Caitlin. Caitlin grew up with no father, an absent mother and probably never made lifelong relationships in school/college. It’s likely that Ronnie was her first real friend (+ fiancé and husband) and he died. She also had her reputation ruined while grieving him and it took her around a year to feel love and hope again (for her life, work and romantic life). Now she is struggling with the fear of her powers and future and she needs all the support she can get. From Barry. From Cisco. From Julian. From any and everyone.
Remember when she said they can’t do their jobs alone and trying is the worst mistake they could make? She spoke out of experience. She was hiding her powers for months, while being completely scared of them. Just imagine the things going on inside her mind, the nightmares and tears she must have dropped.
This is more than simply shipping, Caitlin deserves all the comfort she can and should get. Each one of her friends can contribute with something and the more help she gets, the more secure she might feel. Cisco knows her for a longer time and better than anyone. It was only after meeting Barry that she was able to overcome Ronnie’s death, find love for her job again and he’s been there for crucial moments in her life (finally raising strength to go to the pipeline again, having her life hanging on balance when Farooq was trying to kill them, allowing herself to move on with her love life and going to a bar and more), just like she’s been there for him. Julian is the closest person to know what she is going through right now, since he looks even more of a loner than she is and knows how it is to have powers that take control over your mind and make you unintentionally harm innocent people. Barry, Cisco and Julian can get Caitlin in completely different ways and each approach can be extremely helpful and important to her.
Ultimately, Caitlin’s anchor is herself. The only person that can save her is and should be herself. She must develop enough trust in herself and embrace her powers to overcome Killer Frost, because if she doesn’t, the entire world could believe in her and it wouldn’t solve a thing. Still, having all of her friends’ support might make her feel confident faster.
The fact some people are or let ship blind them so much to wish only Cisco, Julian or Barry would be the one to listen to, comfort, save her and be her ‘one and only anchor’ annoys the hell out of me. It’s never been portrayed this way and if anyone who says as if it were, they are clearly biased and ignoring important moments that Caitlin had on the show. I can name countless scenes where Cisco, Barry or Julian provided great support for her and how she needed that help.
This is also more than merely about her, Caitlin herself is a great person and friend to all of them, especially Julian. I know she has a longer bond with Cisco and Barry, but the closest thing Julian has to a friend and supporter at the moment is Caitlin. To wish Julian would stay lonely and deal with his problems completely alone (like Caitlin herself has tried to do) because you would only like her to have meaningful interactions with either Barry or Cisco is extremely egoistical and insensitive. Before being half of your otp, these characters are their own people and individuals. So, despite your ship preference, please understand and respect the fact Caitlin has more than a single meaningful relationship, she’s got multiple of them and is also an important friend to multiple people. Thank you.