she has had him from the very beginning

Chat Noir’s Popularity and Ladybug’s Importance

I really don’t understand where the notion that Paris doesn’t like or care about Chat Noir came from. I mean while he obviously isn’t as popular as Ladybug, people seem to appreciate him fine.

At the statue unveiling, Chat was the only one who showed up and not one single person in the entire crowd complained about where Ladybug was. The Mayor wanted her there, but he was fine with going on without her and Theo was reluctant about it because of his crush on her. But overall everyone was excited to see him! Even when Ladybug was absent, and before they revealed the statues, they continued cheering, and they took pictures of him.

I know that this is actually Copycat, but these people don’t. He’s Chat Noir to them and as soon as he enters the room they’re immediately in awe over being so close to the famous hero (the girl on the left even fangirls a little).

Look at how stoked this family is over seeing him. He’s not even doing cool superhero stuff, he’s just walking inside the museum.

When Ladybug arrived this was Nino’s reaction:

When Chat Noir arrived he was like:

This one random and well meaning dude cheering him on in the back.

Honestly no one has ever said anything bad about him, the only person who has even came close to insulting him had been Antibug by implying that he was a “sidekick” once.

However when you’re akumatized you’re not held accountable for your words and actions. And she had specifically said that as a way to persuade Chat to her side, so there’s not really a lot of weight in her words.

So yeah people cheer for Ladybug, but they also have shown to get excited over Chat Noir. It’s just that Ladybug is more popular than him, and it makes complete sense in-universe why she is.

It’s more than that she’s the main character or that she’s in a show where there’s a girl targeted demographic. 

Ladybug is the leader, the one who wins the battles because of the plans she comes up with.

She swooped in and rescued the Mayor’s daughter in front of all of Paris and when everyone was cowering before Hawkmoth, she alone stood up against him and stunned them all by symbolically demolishing the “face of terror.” And then afterwards gave a heroic speech that gave them hope and cemented their trust in both her and Chat Noir. 

Not only can she purify the Akuma victims, but it’s because of her healing powers that she and especially Chat, will never have to worry about collateral damages or facing law suits over them, which probably helps the public be more forgiving towards Akuma victims when there’s no lasting devastation to deal with. This is a pretty common trope in superhero stories like in Captain America: Civil War, the destruction from Man of Steel being the set up for Batman vs Superman, and why the heroes in the Incredibles had to retire, but because of Ladybug this will never be an issue.

She has the power to bring people back from the mcfreaking DEAD!!!! (Seriously please think about that, like I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if there was some weird religious cult worshiping Ladybug because of that)

And yes people have died in this show.

In a building this size there had to have been people inside it. Probably barricading themselves while Stone Heart is rampaging outside.

aaaaaand they’re definitely dead (or severely injured in the least).

But they’re alive now because Ladybug brought them back, and again this helps the public be more forgiving towards the Akuma victims because no one really “died or got hurt.” 

Remember back in the Origins episode, where Officer Roger actually got injured from Stone Heart and how we saw everyone giving Ivan a hard time afterwards?

Of course this was before Ladybug used her Miraculous Cure and healed all the damage/injuries. This also means that no vengeful citizens will go after the Akuma victims or the heroes in a heartbroken rage of losing a loved one, which is good since they’d be really easy prey for Hawkmoth and it would only ensue an endless cycle of mourning Akumas. 

In fact if Ladybug didn’t have those powers, there’d probably be much more pressure on her and Chat to either defeat Hawkmoth for good or to give their miraculous to him to end it all. 

There’s also the possibility that there’d be attempts to put past Akuma victims on trial, depending on the damage they’ve left, physical or emotional. Even if they were mind controlled, it’s harder to appease with that when you’re left with the wreckage and until Ladybug and Chat Noir capture Hawkmoth they’d probably want someone to blame.

And all the big Ladybug fans have all been girls. Alya, Chloe, and Manon who like in real life are inspired by a powerful female figure and not only admire her, but also want to be like her (Chloe who cosplays and roleplays as her, Alya who from the beginning had an interest in super heroines and made a point to write about a strong fictional female character for the movie in Horrificator, and Manon who wanted the Ladybug doll so much she didn’t care that she had a torn arm).

So basically while it’s always great to appreciate Chat Noir, I don’t believe that he’s necessarily underappreciated by Paris. People respect him and even if Ladybug is more popular it’s not as if it’s undeserved or unreasonable. And above all, she has never taken all the credit herself: from the very beginning of their partnership where she emphasized to Paris that they’ll both do everything they can to help and all throughout the series!

And as for Chat himself, he seems pretty satisfied with all this. People generally love him and Ladybug repeatedly reaffirms that they are a team, that even if their popularity isn’t equal they both know that they are equal to each other, and he can openly enjoy his freedom that he doesn’t have as Adrien Agreste.

So yeah, he’s doing okay.

[Edit] TL;DR: Just because Ladybug is more popular than Chat doesn’t mean that he’s hated and there are very valid reasons as to why she is more popular than him. And ultimately? It doesn’t matter. Not to Ladybug or Chat.

[Edit 2] : Please read my post relating to this topic

Operation Cobra-Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x reader
Description: reader is in love with Jughead. Jughead is with Betty.
Warnings: SAD SAD SAD ANGST I’m on my way to the hospital to take my mom and I was feeling this after seeing a spoiler from 1x06 sigh
THIS HAS 4,274 WORDS AND IT TOOK ME FOUR DAYS CAN YOU BELIEVE
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I watched it happen from the very beginning. I noticed the very first time Jughead looked at her differently, the very first time he blushed when she complimented him, the very first time Jughead showed signs of jealousy when Trevor had asked her out. I watched it all unfold from the very beginning.
When Jughead told me he and Betty kissed, I did my best to be the extremely supportive best friend, convincing him to show the pretty blonde he was interested in her. When he did, I helped him plan the entire date out, from where to when, to picking his outfit out for him since he was absolutely helpless when it came to dating. I smoothed out the shoulders of his shirt, fixed his beanie, and sent him on his way.

That night, when he came back to my house to replay all the highlights of his date, he had a smile on his face almost the entire time. It was something I had only seen a handful of times, so even though my heart was breaking, I was still happy that something made him smile this big, even if it wasn’t with me.
When Jughead and Betty started dating, I began to slowly lose my best friend. He and Betty were always going together on the “super sleuth” cases, and I was hardly ever invited despite being the graphic designer and editor for The Blue and Gold. It didn’t bother me though, because I figured I would just see Jughead at Pop’s. I was wrong.

Jughead and Betty liked their alone time. They hardly ever invited us to hang out with them, and when we did, the rest of us felt like we were intruding. If I did have any alone time with Jug, his nose was in his phone, texting Betty the whole time. As supportive as I tried to be for the both of them, I was tired of pretending. All I ever did was pretend.

I walked in to the blue and gold after school, the room vacant. Jughead had probably waited for Betty outside of her history class so they could walk together to the newsroom; he used to do that with me all the time.
I sighed, sitting down at one of the seats in the room and pulling out my laptop. I set it on the desk and began designing the cover for this week’s newspaper.

Eventually, Jughead and Betty showed up, not even noticing I had been in the room. They were chatting about something, both blushing and bumping each other playfully. I mentally rolled my eyes and kept my nose in my laptop, not wanting to watch them be all lovey-dovey or whatever. A minute passed, which turned in to five, and then ten, and then fifteen, and by this time I was beyond upset. Neither had said a word to me at all.

I finished the designs for the paper and quietly closed my laptop, zipping open my bag and stuffing it in before lifting it over my shoulder. I stood up, my chair emitting a sharp noise as the heel of the object scraped against the old tile floor. Jughead and Betty’s heads turned at the sound, watching me push my chair back in.

“Oh my gosh, y/n! When did you come in?” Betty asked. I know she didn’t mean it in a rude way whatsoever, she was one of my best friends, but it angered me. Deciding to keep my anger bottled in, I acted like I didn’t hear her, making my way towards the door of the classroom. I walked out, making my way down the hall.

“Y/n! Wait!” Jughead called my name, and a hand grabbed my shoulder, turning me around.

“What’s wrong?” Jughead inquired, his hand sliding down my arm to go to my wrist. I yanked my body back lightly, looking at him in surprise and disgust.

What’s wrong?” I repeated, my tone of voice obviously showing signs of outrage at this point. “Jughead, if you don’t know what’s wrong right now, then I guess we aren’t as close as I thought we were.” I turned away from him, walking down the hallway again.

Jughead grabbed my shoulder again, turning me and grabbing my hand.
“Don’t say that.” Jughead spoke softly, his jaw clenching.

Really? Jughead, you did not notice I was in the room for fifteen minutes! You did not become aware of my presence in the slightest! And that isn’t even the first time!” I screamed, shoving him away from me harshly. Jughead stumbled back, frozen in shock by what I had just done.

“You don’t even care about me anymore! I don’t even exist to you!” My fingers dug in to my palms as I yelled at him.

“So yeah, we aren’t as close as I thought we were. In fact, I’ve never been farther apart from you.” I turned, walking away again.

“y/n!“ Jughead called my name and I stopped.

"Don’t, Jughead.” I cut him off, turning to face him one more time. “For somebody who claims to be an amazing observer, you sure are pretty damn oblivious.” I walked down the hallway of the empty school, turning a corner and making my way home.

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It was 5:39 when my phone rang, interrupting me from my moping over Jughead and Betty. I had stayed home from school the past few days, blaming it on how “sick” I had been feeling, which was bullshit, but only I knew it was bullshit. Or so I thought.

“Hey Ronnie.” I answered the phone.” Now’s not a good time- “

“Too fucking bad, princess. Get your ass up, I’m here.” I heard a knock at my door downstairs and Veronica hung up. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around me, rubbing at my nose a bit to make it look red and grabbed a box of tissues. I wadded a couple up and threw them in the trash so my fake sick story would still be believable.

I padded downstairs slowly, hearing the incessant knocking and ringing of my doorbell. I took a deep breath before answering the door. There stood one of my best friends, hands on her hips and an irritated look on her face.

“Alright, time to stop moping and start moving on.” The black-haired girl stepped in to my house, closing the door and pointing upstairs.

“Who said I was moping?” I fired back, dragging myself up the stairs.

“Oh, come on y/n! You may be able to fool Archie, Betty, Jughead, and the rest of the entire world, but you can’t fool me. I know you aren’t sick, I know you and Jughead fought, I know you like Jughead. Its written all over you!” Veronica flung open the door to my room and marched to my closet, digging through it like a wild dog.” It’s kinda sick, actually. You look at him with literal heart eyes.Honestly, I would have gone for somebody a little more chiseled, but hey, we all got our own kinks- “

“Ronnie.” I cut off her incessant rambling, “Why are you knee-deep in my clothes?”

“Because, sweetheart.” Ronnie stuck her head out of my closet.” There’s a party tonight, and Jughead and my future wife are going, and we are going to show those two idiots who they really belong with.” Ronnie went back in to my closet, holding up numerous amounts of dresses, skirts, and eye-catching tops.

“Jughead is going to a party?” I queried, unconvinced.

“Yeah, it’s a thing with the cheerleaders at Cheryl’s, an Jughead is going to be the ‘supportive boyfriend’ or whatever.” Veronica scoffed at her own words, adding mocking quotations with her fingers before going back to digging in my closet.

“They’re probably going for more clues about Jason.” I mumbled, my mind drifting away a bit.

“For someone who only wears like, 4 outfits, you sure do have a lot of clothes.” Ronnie commented, pulling out a dress and examining it before hanging it back up.

“My mom tries.” I sighed, flopping back down on the bed.

“Oh, no you don’t. Get your happy ass up and get in the shower. You look terrible, which is weird for me, because you usually look incredibly fuckable.”

“Wow, thanks Ronnie.” I spat back, sarcasm laced in my tone. I got up and grabbed a towel from my drawer, walking in to my bathroom and taking a quick shower. I shaved my legs, as demanded instructed by my friend, and Ronnie did my makeup and hair, curling it and putting it up in a pretty half-do. I admired Ronnie’s work, hardly even being able to connect this me with the person that sat in my bed this morning, dark circles under her eyes and her hair in a knotty bun. She had also found a long sleeved black dress that came down to my knees, tucked away in my closet somewhere

Ronnie had brought over a dress for herself to change in to, and slipped on her shoes. She looked up and our eyes met in the mirror, a distressed look on my face.

“Listen, tonight is for us, okay?” Ronnie rested her hand on my shoulders, turning my chair so I faced her.” I’ve been sitting around and moping too, trust me, but we shouldn’t mope. We deserve so much better, alright? So, let’s just go out and have fun. We deserve that much, alright?” Ronnie held out her hand and I took it, pulling myself up and letting my arms go around her neck to embrace her. We both grabbed our purses and linked arms before walking down the stairs of my house and out my door.
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“Ronnie, I don’t think I can do this.” I stood at the front door of the house, my heart racing.” I really can’t do this.” I turned away from the building, wringing my hands out in front of me.” I’ve been doing it for so long, and I don’t think I can pretend any more, and- “

“Y/n!” Ronnie grabbed my hands, holing them in between hers.” You can do this, ok? You’re y/n freaking l/n!! You are one of the strongest women I know, and you are fierce! You can’t let Jughead, or Betty, or anyone get to you! Don’t let them ruin your moment, ok? Because you are looking hot as hell- “Ronnie lifted one of my hands, twirling me in front of her, and I giggled- “And I’ll be damned if I let you let them mess with that.” I hugged Ronnie tightly before she linked my arm with hers and we walked in to the Blossom mansion.

The music wasn’t too loud, which was a kind gesture for my sensitive ears. Cheryl had already roped together some kids for a game of spin the bottle, and I had spotted Archie, Betty, and Jughead near a corner of the room. Ronnie had already gotten me away from the sight, pulling me to the kitchen. I only grabbed a bottle of sweet tea, ignoring the alcohol that lined the counter. Veronica did as well, unsurprisingly. Veronica was a very old-school classy person. If she did drink, it was usually only one glass, and something very light, as I had found out one night that I had slept over at her house.

“There’s my girls!” Kevin wrapped each arm around Veronica and I’s shoulders. “Operation ‘avoid Jughead and Betty because they’re little whores who have been ignoring us to suck each other’s faces’ has commenced!” I laughed at Kevin, giving him a weird look for the name he had chosen.

“Lets just call it Operation Cobra, you know, for short.” Veronica suggested.The three of us made our way to the middle of the dance floor ignoring our other friends. It was obvious Veronica was laughing and talking at a bit of a higher volume, as well as being extra touchy and flirty to get the attention of our friends. I didn’t so much as glance at Jughead, because I knew that once I did, it was game over, and I would be running home and hiding under my covers.
After a little while, I went to find a quiet place in the house, wanting to be alone. Parties weren’t really my thing, so I didn’t understand why I even agreed to go, but to be fair I was having a nice time

I sat on Cheryl’s back porch, my legs swinging off the edge as I looked out at her backyard. The graveyard with all her relatives didn’t really help boost my happiness, but at least I had gotten away from the incessant bass drops the music was giving off.

“Thought you were sick.” I turned my head to see Jughead leaning against the wall, legs and arms both crossed. My heart started beating wildly and I felt a lump in my throat.

“Thought you didn’t like parties.” I retorted, turning my head back around to face away from him.

“Touché.” I felt Jughead’s presence as he sat down next to me, our thighs brushing together. For a couple minutes, I didn’t say anything, scared that if I did I would burst in to tears.

“You look really, uh, nice tonight.” Jughead looked me up and down and I raised an eyebrow.

“I mean, not that you don’t look nice all the time, because you do.” Jughead scratched the back of his neck.” Because you know, you’re really beautiful, but you already know that I think that, because you know, you’re my best friend, and uh… yeah.” Jughead looked away

“You know, I’m not a mind reader.” Jughead chuckled lightly. I could see him staring at me out of the corner of my eye. I did my best to ignore him, crossing my arms and keeping my gaze away from his.

“Look- “Jughead gulped audibly, hesitating before lifting his hand and resting it on my shoulder.” I don’t know what’s going through your head right now, or what you’re dealing with, but I’m here for you- “

Really? Are you really “here for me?” I shrugged his hand off my shoulder, moving to stand up. I was furious at this point.” Jughead, I have talked to you maybe a handful of times since you and Betty started dating! You have cancelled every single one of our plans since then! Every time we’re together working on the blue and gold, you and Betty hardly even notice I’m in the room! – “

My hands went to my temples as I slowly paced back and forth on the deck of the porch. Jughead now stood in front of me, one hand shoved in the pocket of his jeans and the other running his hand down his face in a frustrated motion.

“And maybe I wouldn’t have been so angry about it, if you would have at least showed any sort of remorse, but you don’t! You don’t apologize, you don’t even text me in advance to let me know, you keep me sitting at Pop’s for hours, and you never even show up! I don’t even know why I still do it? What’s the point?” I began to walk past him but jughead held his arm out, stopping me from leaving. His hand grabbed my hip, turning me to face him.

“I’m sorry, y/n, I really am- “

“No you aren’t, Jughead! You aren’t sorry!” I pushed him away from me.” You aren’t sorry! If you were really ‘sorry’, you would have been there for me! You wouldn’t have skipped out on our plans! You wouldn’t have left me waiting all the time! Or you would have at least texted me to tell me you wouldn’t make it! Or even apologize!” I shoved my index finger against his chest, pushing him away from me once more.” But you don’t! You don’t apologize, or even feel any remorse about it, because all you care about is yourself! You don’t care about the consequences of the choices you make, because it doesn’t hurt you!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face as I ended my rant. Jughead had a shocked face on his look, as if he was surprised that I had just stood up for myself. I couldn’t blame him. All I ever did was let people use me as their personal door mat. I didn’t want to be that person anymore.

“Y/n, I’m sorry, I do care about you, it’s just, I- “

“Save it, Jughead!” I shoved past him, running back in to the house and out the front door. I heard calls from my best friend and turned around to see Veronica and Kevin.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Veronica stood in front of me, blocking me from walking down the path towards the gate to leave Cheryl’s home. Her hands wrapped around my arms, stopping me from moving.” What’s wrong, what happened?”

“What do you think happened, Ronnie?” I spoke loudly, my hands moving wildly in front of me.” Jughead is an idiot! That’s what happened!” Kevin now stood beside Ronnie, and her hands went to my face, wiping away the tears. “I’m in love with a fucking idiot! That’s what happened!”

“I know sweetheart, I know.” Veronica hugged me tightly.

“He doesn’t care, Ronnie. He doesn’t care. He doesn’t care that he hurt me, or anything. It doesn’t matter.” I moved to look at her again.” Why do I have to be in love with him? It could have been anybody else! Why him?”

“I don’t know, honey, he’s a jerk, I don’t know why he- “Ronnie cut herself off, staring off behind me. I turned around to see Jughead standing ten feet away, arms at his sides and his lips parted slightly.

“Did you say you’re in love with me?” Jughead looked at me with wide eyes, waiting for an answer. I shook my head, diving between Ronnie and Kevin and running towards the gate. Jughead began to follow me, but Kevin and Ronnie held him back, letting me slip away.
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I was halfway down the trek to my house when I passed by the Riverdale park. I sighed, steering off the sidewalk and towards the big dome-shaped jungle gym. I was just going to mope at home anyways, so I wasn’t in a hurry to get there.

I dropped my heels to the ground next to me, swinging my purse over my shoulder and climbing up to the top. I sat down in the middle, the solid platform cold against my skin. I didn’t care though. I pulled out my phone, ignoring any notifications I had. I checked Instagram, scrolling through Jughead’s account. I switched over to Betty’s, seeing multiple photos of her and Jughead. I didn’t exactly know why I was forcing myself to look at these, but I was.

I shut my phone off, wrapping my arms around my body. I hadn’t brought a jacket, another thing to beat myself up over. I looked around the park, my eyes eventually catching someone else’s. Jughead.

“What are you doing up there?” Jughead looked up at me, his hands in his pockets.

“I like it up here.” I defended.

“Can you come down?” Jughead asked me.

“No.” I protested.

“Then I’m coming up.” Jughead sighed, beginning to climb the structure. I scrambled to grab my purse, trying to get off as fast as I could, but it was too late. Jughead had climbed up, grabbing the bars on each side of my body and hovering so my lower body was trapped under his. He looked up at me, his chest heaving from climbing up as fast as he could, mixed with the sting of the cold weather. Our breaths could be seen in the winter air, mixing with each other and disappearing. I stared at Jughead, waiting for him to say something.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Oh yeah, hold on. Let me ruin my closest friendship real quick by telling him I have super hardcore feelings for him when he’s dating someone else!” I spat sarcastically.

“Ok, that’s fair.”

“Whatever, Jughead, just let me out.” I started to shuffle under his body, planning to duck under his arm, but he blocked me, climbing farther up. We were now eye level, his face only inches from mine. Jughead stared at me, not saying anything.

“Are you gonna say something?” I asked him, my eyes flickering between his.

“I don’t know what to say.” Jughead admitted. I rolled my eyes, pushing him so I could get out from under him. Apparently, I had pushed too hard, because next thing I knew, the boy lost his balance, stumbling off the bars and falling in to the grass on his back. I gasped, shouting his name before climbing down quickly and jumping off the last few bars.

“Jughead! Are you ok!” Jughead groaned in response, sitting up and rubbing his head. I dropped on to my knees beside him, my shoulders on his hands.

“Peachy.” He answered sarcastically. I rolled my eyes, standing up and brushing the dirt off my dress.

“Whatever, I’m going home- “

“Did you know Veronica liked Betty?” I spun around, looking at Jughead.

“Yeah.”

“Well, I didn’t.” Jughead sighed, standing up. “And Veronica told her. Turns out, a big part of the reason Betty was dating me was to try and get over her, and convince herself she wasn’t gay. When Ronnie told her, she broke it off with me.” Jughead chuckled half-heartedly.

“Jug, I’m sorry.” Sympathy was laced in my voice. I stepped back toward him, patting his shoulder with my hand.

“It’s ok, really. I was dating her for kind of the same reason as well.” Jughead looked up at me, his eyes locking with mine.” You see, there’s this girl that I really like, and she’s been my best friend for quite a while.” My breath hitched in my throat, my hand leaving Jughead’s shoulder.” I’ve been kind of a shit friend to her, and I haven’t really been hanging out with her, more like avoiding her. It’s a really shitty thing to do, and I feel, like, really, really shitty about it.”

“Jughead, I, I can’t…” I turned back towards the dome jungle gym, walking towards my shoes. I felt Jughead’s hand on my shoulder and then my back was against the monkey bars, my body trapped by Jughead’s.

“I didn’t want to lose you.” Jughead admitted.” You’re everything to me, and I don’t know what I would do without you in my life. When I started dating Betty, I thought it would help me get over you, and then I could stop feeling the way I felt.” Jughead looked me in the eyes, his face no more than a few inches away from mine once again.” I watched what happened to my parents, and yours. They were just like us. They were best friends, and…” Jughead hung his head, cutting off his own words.

“Jughead.” I reached my hands up to cup his face, lifting his head to look at me.” We aren’t our parents, ok?” My thumb brushed against his cheek, wiping away the tear that had fallen down his face. Jughead smiled, his eyes flickering down to my lips, and mine doing the same.

“I’m in love with you.”

“I’m in love with you too.” I laughed lightly, my arms wrapping around his neck. Jughead’s arms went to my waist, pulling me flush in to his body before he pressed his lips to mine. I sighed in to the kiss, feeling relief that Jughead felt the same way about me as I did him.

Jughead bit gently at my bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth as he broke the kiss. I giggled, burying my face in to the crook of Jughead’s neck.
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“I see my work did some justice.” I heard Ronnie call out. Jughead and I turned around on the sidewalk we had been on to see our friends.

“We have been looking everywhere for you guys! Where were you!” Archie called out, jogging towards us.

“Oh, you know, climbing jungle gyms, pushing Jughead off them, the usual.” I joked, looking up at Jughead. He smiled, rolling his eyes.
Ronnie and Betty walked up to us, hands held together.

“Hey, nothings gonna be… awkward, right?” Betty asked, looking at Jughead and I.

“No, Betts, everything’s good.” Jughead looked down at me, squeezing my hand.

“Ok, good.” Betty rested her hand on Jughead’s shoulder giving it a friendly squeeze before dropping it.

“Wait, so, you two?” Archie asked, looking at Ronnie and Betty, who nodded.

“And you two?” Archie looked at Jughead and I. Jughead nodded and I blushed, hiding in his side. Jughead wrapped an arm around my waist, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

“Honestly, I’m not surprised.” Kevin shrugged, walking towards us.

“Hey, we’re all heading to Pop’s, you coming?” Archie asked Jug and I.

“Archibald Andrews, do you ever think I would turn down a burger and fries from our ever so famous chock-lit shoppe?” I put a hand over my chest in mock offense.

“Of course you and Jughead are together, why was I even surprised.” Archie rolled his eyes, walking away from us.

“That obvious, huh?” Jughead spoke aloud, looking down at me.

“Yep.”

let's talk about Ursa for a minute

I’ve heard a lot of people blame Ursa for the emotional damage inflicted on Azula. And while I agree that how Ursa treated Azula had a negative effect on the way she turned out, it’s unfair to all characters involved to look at their relationship in a vacuum. The Royal Family is very complex, and it’s important to consider the context before assigning blame for Azula’s situation.

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Tick Tock

Tick Tock… 

Metaphysics teaches that time really doesn’t exist.

Tell that to my broken heart.  Right now, time is all it knows.  

It has been 104 days since I begged him, for the fifth time in two years, to make a life with me rather than just fit me into his. His response:  Apathy and his trademark passive aggression served with a side of public humiliation and emotional torment…for weeks. 

It has been 60 days since he told me, “For anyone else, I’d do counseling but not for you. You’re not worth it.”

- In the 44 days in between, my heart cracked in a million places.

It’s been 35 days since I left.

- In the 25 days in between, my heart splintered off piece by piece.

What I left behind:

-       The love of my life.

-       My self-worth.

-       Every imagining of my future.

-       Hope, faith, and any belief that I was loveable.

-       Is there a God?

Tick tock…

Five days after I left they celebrated their first month anniversary.  

- I feel so broken, so worthless, so inconsequential.  

Tick tock…

The ensuing roller coaster ride was harrowing. I tossed blame back and forth between him and me as if we were playing volleyball. I wept. I cried. I moved through each day like a zombie. I slipped further into depression and hovered at 100lbs. Sleep eluded me and when it would find me my dreams were worse than my waking thoughts. I prayed to just evaporate…to cease to exist, no, to have never existed. No memory. No before. No during. No after. Simply nothing.

You can’t properly define the darkness unless you’ve been in the bright light. It’s impossible to describe pain unless you’ve been in complete comfort.  

 I have moments when the lucid reality of being in a relationship with a narcissist tells me that they are incapable of love, remorse, and compassion. And I can nod in agreement and understanding. But the truth is, it doesn’t stop my pain. I was completely out there emotionally, thought I had found what I’d been looking for. I uprooted my life, moved 400 miles to be with him, only to be tossed aside like yesterday’s leftovers…while I still lived in the house.

It’s the worst kind of insult to the heart.  

“It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree.  The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.” ~ Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy

Tick tock…

It has been seven days since a glimmer of light seeped in. I received a message from a stranger.  It was another woman who had watched our relationship — another woman who had come dangerously close to being consumed by the very same fire that had just consumed me. She had been burned enough to be scarred … and therefore watched…and waited for him to repeat the pattern.

Tick tock…

More lucidity as the fog begins to clear.  I’ve read books referred to me by his ex-wife.  I’ve received messages from other women who were also played.  I’m beginning to realize that it wasn’t me. I’d done nothing wrong other than placed my heart in the hands of a person incapable of loving.  

Tick tock…

Yesterday I shed tears for him. These tears were different. They were tears of compassion. What kind of childhood must he have endured to create such a person?  I wept, knowing the stories he’d shared with me. For the first time, if only for a few minutes, I realized that blaming him was pointless. To say “He can’t help himself for being what he is” is an untruth because he could help himself. However, until he realizes and faces his own humanity, blaming him for being how he is equal to blaming the sky for being blue. Pointless. Blame gives my power to him, which is not conducive to my healing.

Tick tock…

Two steps forward and one step back. Last night they celebrated their two-month anniversary — 35 days after I moved out.  

Tick tock…

Today I celebrate being single for 36 days. Today I recognize that I am lucky to have gotten out. Will I ever be the same? No. I will love him until I no longer do.  Will I love again? I can’t say.  I want a love that time will lie down and be still for. Will I find my worth, my value, my truth? I’m working on it. Is my heart broken? Abso-fucking-lutely. I’ve swept together the shards but pieces are still missing. Will it survive? In time.

Tick tock…

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this scene has no chill whatsoever AND WAS SO BEAUTIFULLY ACTED THAT IT WILL CONTINUE TO DESTROY ME ON A REGULAR BASIS but anyway.

raven doesn’t even understand what the first “I’m sorry” is for. she looks at him, kind of expects something, because it doesn’t click for her yet, but then there is him - murphy - who feels he needs to repeat what he just said, because it’s something that pulls so strongly at his heartstrings that his mind flares and he cannot do anything else but go and say it again. only this time he says it in the way she will understand “i’m sorry for doing this to you, raven”, bringing all their history to the foreground with a single line. and note that by mentioning the past he doesn’t make it about the past only - murphy literally talks about the now “doing” as he is in the belief that he is still causing raven pain. that he is the reason that she feels it every single day. that he is the reason she wants to stay behind and chooses death in order to free herself from it all, because in zero g she doesn’t need her legs, right…? (as she said in 2x02).

raven is actively vulnerable with him, opening up like she has never before and is even kind in the way she does it, because she does it with a certain care that envelops murphy fully - she doesn’t want answers, but wants to share her feelings. she doesn’t want to lose her mind, but wants things beyond what the bunker can ever give her - but from where murphy is standing he feels like the root cause for this somewhat unsolvable problem, feels responsible for the path she chooses now, because he took (accidentally, and from his point of view) more from her than he initially believed (there is a reason why spacewalks are brought up so much this season and i will get into it in a separate post).

so, there is heavy sense of guilt involved in this moment with which he regards himself. and the interplay is fascinating because while it gets very hard for him to deal with everything surrounding her pain - to the point that he has to look away when she talks about her leg, because he didn’t expect her to say that (she is not mad but can deal with it) - he is also not putting any walls up, but lets the weight of her words sit on his shoulders, which then also absolve him of his guilt. he says “I’m sorry” twice, because he is opening up as much as she is and he really means it, but then again raven is there to look him in the eyes and tell him “this is not your fault”, because that’s how it is. there is a difference between what happened to her leg, and what happens to her mind and how involved murphy is in both events (or not for that matter if you know what i and raven mean).

the magic of it all is that he starts to connect with raven and she frees him from his pain and therefore her own, because “this is not your fault, murphy” means, “let’s make peace” and not “I hate you!”. this is not a simple “I’m sorry” from him. this is not a simple statement she makes. it’s about how they feel.

so what happens here is that she literally crushes his image of how he sees raven the same way he crushed his image of how raven used to look at him (4x06). the sheer narrative intensity with which this scene approaches their relationship is truly a highlight, because its the uncontrollable way memories heighten the emotions and make room for new character development that both go through at the same time. through their self-destructiveness they have snapped and found the middle ground within their own dynamic, and there is so much maturity in both of their concessions that they finally understand one another like they have never before.

in that sense, it’s important to note that raven and murphy are quite literally mirror images of one another. he is the cockroach who has come a long way, from the person who sought out revenge and now really cares and looks out for the people he loves. and she is the raven who was once feeling nothing but the pain in her leg, who couldn’t forgive and now has come to the point where she can actually deal with it and make that step towards him. they are so connected to their past, but also so distinct from how they used to be… the best part of it all is that they meet halfway to hug and say goodbye, because yes they have had a very rough beginning, but who said that they couldn’t have a nice ending (or a new start? who knows… all i know is that i am crying again).

i’m just saying that they are both killing me at the moment.

Okay, I don’t watch The Flash, but I can tell that there is a CLEAR difference between Barry/Iris and Kara/Mon El problems.

First of all, Barry and Iris were engaged and obviously have a really deep love for each other. As explained in the show, Barry may have proposed to save her life, but he still really did want to marry her. Also, HE was the one who had cut off the engagement because he was trying to do the right thing. Not to mention it’s established that Barry is an amazing, sweet guy, so precious and pure. So, Iris saves Barry with a kiss after he says, “I love you.”

COMPLETELY DIFFERENT from Kara and Mon El. This boy lied from the very beginning, probably was never going to tell Kara the truth. He’s been nothing but selfish throughout their entire relationship, he has constantly thrown insults at her, doesn’t listen to or respect her, and got involved in this episode’s premise even though she had broken up with him. When Mon El is at Kara’s side, she says, “I forgive you.” And then he kisses her. Ya know, “I forgive you” is NOT the same as “I love you.” Forgiving someone is the first step to working things out or starting over, and that usually means friendship or starting over taking things really slow. “I forgive you” definitely didn’t mean “go ahead and kiss me now.”

I honestly don’t understand how you can even compare these two couples. Maybe I’m missing something because I don’t watch The Flash, but I seriously doubt it…This crossover just doesn’t sit well with me at all.

SS week: Favorite Parallels

My favorite parallel will be the difference in Sakura’s trust in Sasuke’s bond with her. From very the beginning, Sakura has always doubted her place and value in Sasuke’s life.

She has always felt as though she was never important to him. She gets easily distressed as well.

But she needs hope every once in a while. During the conclusion of the manga, again Sakura seems nervous around Sasuke and is unsure about her place in his heart.

Originally posted by oicean

 But Sasuke had proved her wrong. He took all her doubts away with a single poke

Originally posted by turoxx

And that changed her. In Gaiden we have been reminded time and time again by Sakura, that her and Sarada’s feelings are connected to Sasuke’s.


 In Gaiden, she no longer doubts  Sasuke.

“ You and I are very precious to your Dad” this came from the same girl who always doubted  her place in Sasuke’s heart. She is so sure about what Sasuke feels now, is because he finally lets her in!! he finally showed her!! and now its Sakura’s turn to remind Sarada about her significance in Sasuke’s life. And she was right.

 Sarada has finally realized it as well. She finally understand. Sakura was right.Her mother was always right

Klaus Mikaelson | Imagine

A/N: Combining two requests because they were similar. Change of perspectives because I tried something. 

Content: Reader had some feelings for Klaus while he was in Mystic Falls but because being in a relationship, they never admitted. 5 years later, (Y/N), a witch, needs the Mikaelsons’ help.

Warnings: none 


It has been years of silence since the last incident. Many people put their lifes on the line and eventually lost it. So many fights, so many tears. 

Odd, (Y/N) thought as you walked down the streets of Mystic Falls. This town was probably cursed from its very beginning, but after he had left, everything turned upside down completely. 

A smile crept its way on the young female’s face as her thoughts wandered to the time half a decade ago. 

“(Y/N)”, a voice reached the witches ears which automatically lead to an eyeroll. She walked past him, without giving more reaction and went straight for the counter.

“Matt, I’m starving.” You declared simply with a pout. You were sure the kitchen was closed since it was late but you tried anyways. “You’re fifteen minutes too late, (Y/N).” “Enough time to turn a blind eye?” You asked with a charming smile.

He scolded you further, not taking any compelling. “Sorry.” He poured some liquid in some glasses while speaking. “Why are you late this time?” You groaned and sighed in resignation. You’ve lost. 

“I had business to do. I-” You two were interrupted, when another person sat next to you. 

“What an awful service”, he almost immediately stated, “when a charming girl like you asks for a dinner, she should get a three-courses menu, don’t you think?” You tried to ignore the original vampire next to you, but his stare seemed to burn your skin, looking right through you.

When your gaze met his, you saw it for the first time. A genuine, but cheeky smile and for a brief moment, you forget that he had a short temper and murderous tendencies. 

“How about dinner somewhere else, love?”

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anonymous asked:

hcs for Ushijima, Tendou, and Semi receiving their favorite flowers and chocolates from the quiet girl they've been crushing one, please?

Ushijima Wakatoshi

  • Toshi’s favorite flower is baby’s breath; he likes that they are small and can be placed anywhere in his room and still work with this color scheme
  • The girl would have overheard him talking about it and on that Monday when she was heading home she stopped in at a flower shoppe and asked for some she never realized that there were multiple colors and she stood their for a good ten minutes trying to pick a color of them 
  • She would sigh and settle for the white ones and getting a decent amount of the stems of flowers
  • The store clerk thought she looked very cute holding all of the flowers after she was done buying them and asked if he could take a picture for the stores website, to which she very nervously agreed
  • She walked home and placed the flowers on her desk and sat down thinking of something else that she would be able to do for Toshi to really convey her feelings
  • Her father suggested that she made chocolates for him and put them in heart shaped molds that they had and after she finished her homework she started on making them
  • She put them in a little box that she had laying around and tied it with a red bow
  • The next day to say she was nervous was an understatement, she was practically shaking when she walked into school, she knew very well that Ushijima had morning practice so she waited until they were done and changed back into the school uniform 
  • Semi and Goshiki noticed her standing figure first and Goshiki easily approached her asking if she needed anyone or anything 
  • He startled her a little bit and she blushed like crazy telling him that she just wanted to talk to Ushijima to which the younger boy smiled and said that he would get him
  • Her nerves were on edge as Ushijima walked toward her and asked her what she needed
  • She handed the flowers and chocolates to him with a slight bow exclaiming how much she liked him and that she was far too shy to tell him before now
  • He would get incredibly happy because he liked her as well and although he didn’t show that much excitement he had a nice smile on his face and he took the gifts that she had gotten him and asked her on a date

Tendou Satori 

  • Tendou’s favorite flowers are sunflowers and she thought that it was a perfect fit for such a, in her words, happy boy 
  • She also knew that Tendou liked white chocolate more than he liked milk so that gave her even more ideas about what to make for him 
  • As she went home that Monday she stopped at a small flower cart near her house and bought him five sunflowers 
  • She knew very well that she was shy and that the extroverted boy may not even like her back but she was holding onto that small hope of when she overheard him talking about her
  • She had also stopped by the store buying white chocolate and red food dye she also picked up a couple of other things before heading home 
  • She wasn’t in a club so she got to leave right after school and it was still early enough to get her homework done and make things for Tendou
  • Her mother and father were very impressed on how she was choosing to handle things on her own and finally fess up her feelings to which she mocked them and rolled her eyes but continued
  • She had made a white chocolate heart that differed from red pink and white, she was very proud of her work and ended up having a lot left over so she figured she give some to her friends as well
  • The next day she handed out the candies to her friends first and then went and waited for the boys to get done with morning practice 
  • She was incredibly nervous about it and was growing more nervous by every passing minute, yet when everyone walked out of the gym and Tendou saw her waiting there with his favorite flowers in her arms he found himself drifting away from the group to go and talk to her 
  • He would call out her name softly to try and get her attention and she would glance up from her phone seeing that Tendou was right in front of her, her cheeks would blush a bright red as she handed over the flowers and chocolates 
  • Yelling her feelings because of how nervous she was and her voice cracked a little and she got really embarrassed but Tendou would just be a huge happy mess and hug her tightly and say that he had the same feelings for her
  • Out of excitement he would kiss her and she would be so surprised but ultimately happy about it and they would begin to date from that moment on 

Semi Eita

  • Semi has a different mix of what his favorite flowers are; he likes tulips, carnations, and lilies 
  • So she got him orange tulips and orange coneflowers because she thought they went very well together 
  • She attempted to make him chocolates but they didn’t turn out well at all so later that night she went out to the store and was going to buy him some but they were all out
  • She began to get very discouraged until she saw all of the valentine’s day themed pocky and decided to get that for him instead
  • On the other hand Semi was having the same problem, he wanted to buy her some chocolates but the store was all out so he decided to go to a bakery and buy her some heart shaped creampuffs instead
  • His plan was to confess to her with sweets and a card hoping that she would accept his feelings not knowing that she had the same plan
  • So the next day they both walked to school their different routes but ended up meeting at the gate both of their gifts in hands
  • She would get incredibly upset thinking that maybe the gifts he held were for someone else and Semi would begin to have the same mindset, she was the one to speak up saying how much she really liked him and that if he didn’t feel the same way it was okay and she didn’t want to pressure him 
  • Semi yelled at her saying that he liked her too and that the gifts that he had were for her and that he was going to confess because he had liked her since the beginning of the school year and always thought she was really cute
  • They would both end up laughing about it and exchanging their gifts and they would continue to talk as they walked in the school, Semi would ask if she would like to eat lunch with him and she agreed and said that they could share the creampuffs
  • Semi pestered her to play the pocky game with him and they ended up kissing,,, a lot

- Admin Hope

Shameless Preferences 2-Fionas thoughts on you

Lip- She really liked you, she thought you’d be really good for lip as you always made sure he was okay and watched his drinking from a far but most importantly lip let you in and let you help him and she had never seen lip do that with a girl so she knew you were a keeper. You and Fiona both knew that Lip was to good for the south side and you made it your number one job to make sure he made it out of there

Ian- At first she wasn’t really a fan of Ian being with anyone at the moment, he had just got all of his meds on track and had a stable job and fighting/ breakups could lead to a lot of set backs with his bipolar. Ian had asked Fiona to meet you, just to see how it would go. As much as Fiona didn’t want to admit this and nor will she ever she loved you from the very beginning but what really won her over is after dinner while Ian was changing Liam you said to her

“ I know how protective you are over him, and I understand why. my sister has bipolar as well and Ive been taking care of her since her diagnose, I like Ian a lot and Ill do whatever i can to help him in anyway I can. Ive been in this game for a long time and like you I know the signs and the steps. I can help”

Carl-  Carl had been really hurt after dom cheated on him, sure he was only 15 but if you knew anything about this boy you knew how big his heart was and all he wanted to do was give to others even if thats not what he looks like not the outside. You and Carl had been best friends since Kev and V had adopted you after your dad died, you two became closer than Fiona had ever seen Carl get close with someone. She liked you as a friend and when he told her that you two were dating she was happy he finally found a good one.

Mickey- You had moved across the road from the Gallagher household and had started babysitting Liam a few days a week to help Fiona out. You had been dating a certain Milkovich boy and one day you had asked if it was okay that Mickey tagged along and she said yes. Mickey had grown on her over the past year with everything he did for Ian(lets pretend he’s bi if your a female). Fiona had honestly become like a mom to Mickey so when she found out you two were dating she was beyond happy and told him he found himself a keeper.

ROBRAE WEEK: College AU

HAPPY ROBRAE WEEK!!!! :D I promised I’d contribute and, although I’m not really happy with it (I’m my own worst critic), I want to share with the community anyways! So, for the theme of College AU, I made a sequel to a RobRae one-shot I wrote a while back! Do enjoy! :D

Part 1 can be found here


The last thing Raven wanted to do was be cornered by Garfield Logan in what appeared to be an interrogation.

The spry blonde youth effectively blocked her path in the hallway with his arm, and he leaned in with a mischievous glint in his jade green eyes. He was wearing a coy smile and seemed to have forgotten everything about personal space.

Raven leaned back, scowling up at him.

“Ever hear of a breath mint, Logan?” She mocked, scrunching up her nose in distaste.

Of course, his breath smelled fine. However, it was an efficient way to quickly make the highly self-conscious boy back off, if only by a little.

She saw his eyes widen in embarrassment, and he breathed against his palm to see if what she said were true.

Minty fresh, as usual.

He then fixed her with a glare and resumed his invasion of her own personal bubble, the tip of his nose a mere few inches from hers. “Nice try, but you’re not getting out of this one, Rae. I know all about professor bubble butt, and I want details.”

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Endless Reasons - Jack Maynard

Request: Could you do one where y/n ‘temporarily’ moves into Jack’s apartment while finding somewhere to live (like Alex in Jacks new vlog) but as she begins to move out Jack realises how much he likes her and has to make her stay? Thanksssss

Smut: No

Requests are OPEN!

A/N: Sorry for the lack of imagines recently, I went shopping with my best friend today so I couldn’t update!

I hope you like :)

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“Jack, how many times have I told you to put the blender away when you’re finished?” You yelled from the kitchen. 

You and Jack had been living together for a couple of months now and although you loved Jack as a person, you could not picture yourself living with him for very much longer for a number of different reasons. 

Reason #1: He always kept the bathroom a disaster.

Reason #2: He was insanely loud when coming home from the bar.

Reason #3: You had fallen for him.

Jack may be a messy person when it comes to the bathroom but the more time you spent with him, the more you fell for him. His stupid laugh, his gorgeous blue eyes and sparkling smile caused you to feel something you never thought you would. Any time he looked at you, you felt yourself lingering a little longer than you probably should, when he touched you, your skin felt warm and when he hugged you, you found yourself wanting it to last more than three seconds. All those reasons, (mainly the last one) made you rethink your living situation.

You had moved into Jack’s apartment after your parents decided to pack up and travel the world which caused you to have to find a place to live. It had happened so quickly so you didn’t really have time to plan anything but when Jack heard about your situation, he immediately offered up his place. You were skeptical since you knew it would be different from living with two adults and a dog but you didn’t exactly have any other options so you took him up on his offer.

“Sorry, I was in a rush this morning.” He said, walking out of his room and moving the blender from the counter.

“You know…I think I should find a different place to live.” You said, placing the dishes in the cupboard.

“Wait, what?” Jack asked, surprised. “No. You can’t.” You looked at him in confusion since you both knew this was only a temporary situation and waited for him to explain what his problem was. “I mean, you don’t even have another place in mind…”

“I’ve been to see a few places and there’s one I actually like not too far from here…I think I’m going to take it.”

“(y/n)…just take some time to think about it…make sure it’s right.” He said, looking down at the ground as he leaned against the counter. You looked at him confused as you didn’t understand what his problem was.

“Jack, I’ve got to move out, I can’t live here forever.”

“You don’t have to…” He said, following you into your room but you heard him stop as you entered your room. “What the hell?” He asked, looking around. Your room had been cleaned up and there were now boxes filled with your things. “You’ve signed…”

“I haven’t.” You explained. “But I just thought I would get a head start on packing…you know, things I don’t use that much.”

“Please don’t leave.” He said, moving towards you and taking your hand in his.

You looked down at your connected hands and felt your skin begin to heat up. You wanted to keep your hand there. You wanted to be able to have moments like this one but you knew as long as you lived with him, you couldn’t. There was no way in hell it was going to work if you lived with the boy you had fallen for. The endless weekends of him coming home with random girls he wouldn’t remember the morning after, the endless conversations of his conquests and the endless competition between him and the boys was driving you crazy. You couldn’t stand to live down the hall from the boy who had taken your heart and didn’t even know it.

“You’re making this hard.” You whispered, pulling your hand away. 

“What?” He asked, taking a step closer to you. You took a deep breath as you felt his, due to the closeness between you two. “All you have to do is stay.” He said, his eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips. “Please.”

“Okay.” You said and before you could even think about anything else, Jack’s lips were pressed against yours. He placed his hands on your hips, pressing his chest against yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck. The kiss began to deepen and all the reasons for leaving seemed to disappear from your mind.

Back by Popular Request – Katie McGrath Character Analysis
A lovely anon asked me to tack on these lovely ladies and as a humble servant that laughs too hard at her own jokes and may love Katie a bit too much, I must oblige. So please direct all hate mail here and for those that requested more, I truly hope you enjoy.

First Up - Zara Young
Canon Benefits – Well-read. Organized. Punctual. Stylish. Works at Jurassic World.
Canon Flaws – Slight control freak. A bit uptight. Engaged to some dude she doesn’t even trust enough to have a bachelor party. Works at Jurassic World.

*You may want to note I have some… thoughts on some of the sexist undertones that appeared in this movie but I will keep it to a minimum. Some of them are mildly related to Zara so they will come up very briefly.*

Arguments were that Zara deserved better. Aside from the fact that it was our dear Katie that performed her own stunts in what is easily the most epic death in Jurassic franchise history, I would have to agree. That looked like torture. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. Okay, maybe some people. *cough*President Cheeto.*cough*
Other arguments said that her fate was deserved due to the fact that she was too concerned with her phone, coffee and actual work responsibilities to keep an eye on the kids that were forced upon her. Because that’s a woman’s REAL job, right? Here. Kids! Take care of them. What you failed? GET EATEN. No. Just no. How can some people even argue that and keep a straight face!? Brittane, this isn’t the place or the time.

I digress. Back to our girl. It is clear that Zara is not used to things being out of sorts. We can tell that by her overly anxious demeanor whenever something starts to go even a little wrong. We also see that she has grown quite desensitized to the world she is living in. I mean how #overit do you have to be to be blasé about a tiny horde of assorted baby dinosaurs?? Excuse me, adorable prehistoric creatures, I have to take this call. The point - she is living a routine that she doesn’t seem overly enthused about. Yet you cannot help but be curious about what is really going on for her. We know she is engaged to a dudebro named Alec and that they are probably due to be married in the very near future as there are talks about a bachelor party that she quite clearly doesn’t want her fiancé to have. Maybe she can drop him and those pterodactyls can drop her into my waiting arms? Okay, that was bad.

From this nerd’s point-of-view, working at Jurassic World is awesome and I would totally hit my potential gf up for VIP access. However, we’ve seen what happens at these parks and once again, soft little me would be terrified that something would happen to her. I can’t take it. I just can’t. Don’t make me.

Verdict - Hey Zara, you wanna know a fun concept about marrying a lady such as myself? Joint bachelorette party! Let’s do it! The catch would be that you have to quit working at Jurassic World before I launch myself into a perpetual anxiety attack. Where are you going? You don’t have to decide right away. You’re staying with Claire?? Is there something you aren’t telling me?! (sighs) Fine… I ship it.

Originally posted by docclara

Who knew I could write so much about someone that had like… 3 collective minutes of screen time?! What has Katie done to me?? I’m sorry. This is long already. Oriane Congost and more after the cut. Stay with me if you dare.

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Love Me

Originally posted by junhyyo

MATURE

Warnings: Brief drug usage/drug mention.

  • Jongdae isn’t really what you could call involved on campus.
  • In fact, if he didn’t show up to class, most people wouldn’t really know that he even attended the university.
  • He keeps a low profile.
  • As in, you only ever see him out and about to get to class.
  • He’s not an introvert or a shut-in, he just doesn’t like people getting in his business. And college is basically a mini-city where everyone knows everything about everyone.

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Another Man - The Bartender x MC, (Rules of Engement Fanfic)

[A little note: What happens to the other men that MC doesn’t choose in the finale of Rules of Engagement? How do they feel knowing the woman they’ve fallen in love with doesn’t pick them? @hartfeld and I were talking deeply about it and then I decided to do this little piece after.]

[Summary: Goodbyes have always been hard for Dean. Especially when it’s to the woman he fell in love with all summer and inteded to spend the rest of his life with.].


Originally posted by mayrazalez

Heartbreak

So this is what it feels like. The sharp pain inside his chest. It’s settled there from the beginning of the night and hadn’t lessened with each passing hour. A pain so feverent that it stretches; threatening to tear apart his very soul. 

So this is what it sounds like. His heart bursting at the seams, as if it’s shattering into tiny pieces when he watches the taller gentlemen sweep her off her feet. Another man that isn’t him, that is nothing like him. And the realization stings as much as the memories they’ve shared over the course of the summer. 

He has lined shots along the bar counter for patrons and replenishes them just as quickly as they come. Secretly, he wishes his shift would end just so he could down them all in one go. He wants to drown in liquor until he can’t see them, or hear them laughing anymore from across him. He wants to drink until he can’t think, can’t see straight. He barely resists the urge to grab a glass just as he looks up again. 

A lump forms inside his throat at how happy they look. At how happy she looks. He shifts his attention again and pours another round of shots.

A guest has floated by again - a pretty blonde this time that would’ve kept his attention if things were different. If he hadn’t already fallen for the woman across the room. 

Instead of taking a shot and leaving; her intentions have shifted on him. She leans over the counter and tries to catch his gaze with a flirty smile.

He knows the role he should play. He knows the role as easily as the back of his hand but his patience isn’t here tonight. Tonight, he nods rigidly and his smile is brisk when she asks him for his name. He doesn’t want to make small talk. In fact, he’s dissimive and has already forgotten the guest as he thinks of the woman’s lips he remembers kissing from the other night. Trailing lustful kisses down her spine as they rocked gently together in the boat he had rented. For once, they were hidden away from the rest of the world. There were no pretenses then. Only fond memories. He remembers entwinning their hands together when they joined and her cries of passion which had finally done him in. Goddammit. He had confessed his very soul to her, and now all those memories are a bitter reminder of what they’ll never have.

The blonde clears her throat loudly, and he’s finally finished with patience. He roughly sets aside a shotglass in front of her. “Not interested.” He says harshly, until the woman slinks away after intentionally spilling the drink across the counter.

He hisses and swears under his breath. As if the night couldn’t get any worse.

He drags a hand towel over the counter until he hears the sound of her laugh again. Involuntarily, his eyes quickly flies up - and he watches another man, quite different from himself roams his hands across her arms and cups her cheeks before kissing her. He watches even as the sight twists his stomach; seeing the way he pulls back to gaze at her. That should be me; he thinks. But it isn’t and it hurts. The little pieces of his heart. Their jagged edges hurts.

He can’t tear himself away from the sight this time. The way she stares up at him is the same way the bartender has often stared down at her; with unadulterated affection. But she’s looking at another man that way instead of him. 

Look away, just look away. He tells his mind, but cannot bring himself to. The rest of him simply refuses to obey that command. All he can do is watch stiffly from a distance as his summer romance has been claimed by another. 

His summer romance which was destined for forever has turned into bitter winter. Maybe his eyes are deceiving him. Maybe the fresh midnight air, and the stars above him are all lies. For how can it be summer, when all he’s left with is this cutting frost - the cold reminder of never being good enough? Of never feeling as if he has ever been good enough - not when it came to her. Not when it came to them - the other two, which had competed for her affections just as much as he did. 

From the very beginning he knew; he had a long shot. A fighting chance, but one that never quite measured up. Why would she choose him when the other two could offer so much more?

In the glimpses, when he’s noticed them by the bar - he’s always been way over his head. They’re wordly, they’ve been places; they are cut from a silver spoon - and all he’s had to his name is a baterdender on this summer cruise. What could he offer her that they couldn’t?

All he can do is watch the way her eyes light up, and the little squeal she gives once the man nuzzles his face inside her neck. All he can do is watch even as his heart shatters at the sight. The image of another man giving her the future he has always wanted to give, but never had the chance to.

He drops the towel on the counter and steals a bottle of rum before calling it quits for the night. Maybe by tomorrow morning if he’s drinked enough - he can forget her dazzling smile and the sound of her voice, even if it’s only for a little while.

Charming - BamBam (Day 55/100)

You can find my post explaining the 100 Day Drabble Challenge here

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Prompt: Charming
Member: BamBam x Reader
AU: Highschool!AU

Word Count: 2532

This was requested forever ago by anon with popular!BamBam and nerdy!reader after they watched GOT7’s Mr. Chu cover! Hopefully they can still read it and enjoy~


“Oh wow, don’t they look so good today?” your friend asked, squealing beside you. You glanced up from the notes you were writing and followed her gaze out across the courtyard.

In the middle of the grass were the seven most popular boys in school, laughing and joking with each other. It was well known that each of them came from affluent families, but that wasn’t the only reason they were popular. On top of being extremely handsome, each of them had their own charms. Some were more rambunctious than others, but all of them did relatively well in school and were genuinely nice their fellow classmates.

You, on the other hand, were not as well-known. Or maybe you were, but it would only be a reputation of being the nerdy know-it-all that always had their head stuck in a book and answered all the questions in class.

“Ah, Jackson is so handsome,” you friend sighed in a dreamy voice. You hummed in agreement, but as you looked at the boys your eyes kept going back to one of them in particular.

BamBam.

He was arguably the most energetic and ‘extra’ of the group, notorious for going around the school and dabbing or some other trend. His fashion tastes were always on point and he was a teacher favorite despite being one of the biggest class clowns. The biggest talk in school had been when he came back from spring break with silver dyed hair that you thought looked exquisite.

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I’m still wondering why Guan Shan used to call He Tian names such as “fake” “sinister” “dangerous” “devil” when he barely knew him. He was extremely hostile towards him. 

The only thing I can think of is just Guan Shan assumed He Tian fit all those descriptions because He Tian is the goodlooking popular rich boy. And maybe Guan Shan just had this assumption of what  the upper class kids in school were like (?) I have a feeling Guan Shan had nothing other than negative experiences with rich people so that’s why he resists He Tian so much, especially in the beginning. 

Or maybe because in the beginning He Tian reminded him of She Li. They’re both pretty intimidating and I assume She Li also has money if his family is involved in the mafia. 

I’m happy to see that Guan Shan is warming up to He Tian and I hope I get to see them develop a loving relationship based on trust and happiness. They’re still in the very beginning stages and I am so curious how they went from beating each other up to taking baths together and staring at each other so lovingly. 

anonymous asked:

Any new veela fics? Thx boo

These stories have all been posted/updated in the last month or so:

Have you read Predestined by @diemdoll? The author posted it last fall on AO3 but then took it down and is reworking parts of it. It’s really good.

Predestined by diemdoll - M -  “I would say congratulations are in order, but you won’t be making it down the aisle.” Madam Monroe told Hermione as her fingers continued to trace the contours of her hand. “You were predestined for another.”

There’s also Changing Scenery, which has Draco as a veela with Hermione AND Harry as his mates:

Changing Scenery by aethling - M - Seven years have passed since the war ended. Hermione has everything she’s always wanted, but she still isn’t satisfied. When she mentions she’s bored to Harry, she didn’t think that her boredom would be alleviated quite this way. And she definitely didn’t expect to see Draco Malfoy again after all these years, and not like that. Well, she certainly wasn’t bored anymore.

Here are some others:

A Hard Fought Victory by anonymous - T -  The rivalry between Gryffindor Army and Slytherin Army was almost as big as the rivalry between 7th years Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. With the clock ticking down in the race for the Hogwarts Cup, an interesting…complication…will affect the outcome of them both.

The Reluctant Veela  by SapphirePhoenix - E -  Draco Malfoy has come into his father’s Veela legacy, and is fighting it at every turn. The Fates aren’t giving him an inch though, and neither is Hermione Granger, his destined mate!

Hermione’s Gift…and Surprise! by Keira1331 -  M -  At the beginning of sixth year at Hogwarts, Draco finds out that Hermione Granger is his veela mate. He had become a Deatheater to protect his mother, but would he live past age seventeen? Hermione has been living with a secret her entire life. But, now the gift has been giving her mixed signals as unwanted bond begins to form in Hermione for Draco. She tries to stay away from him, but with all the same classes and most of the same patrols, that seems very difficult. What happens when Hermione has to flee with Harry and Ron? What happens when they are at the Manor? Or during the Battle of Hogwarts?

You can also always look through our Veela tag: 

Draco-veela: http://dramioneasks.tumblr.com/tagged/draco%3A-veela

Hermione-veela: http://dramioneasks.tumblr.com/tagged/hermione%3A%20veela

-Elle

Lucifer’s 2x18 Ending - Sanoiro’s Theory & Speculation

***NOT S3 SPOILER FREE***

This time I’ll begin this a bit differently.

First, if you want to know where I believe Lucifer is then, check this post . Be warned that I’ll not repeat what is written in that post aside from a minor detail.

Second… What makes a mystery? Let’s take this like any other mystery that has ever been written. When there is a crime, there are three characters you should check out. The Suspects, The Detective and the Witnesses.

Scene 1

The Suspects:

We have plenty and everywhere I go I always hear about Lucifer’s siblings. As I have already told you the next episodes do not credit any kind of angel. We get to have an Assistant, a woman who will appear in the first three episodes at least but that’s it. If she is Azrael… Again though I doubt it. You have to realise that just because we got Uriel and Mum in one season it doesn’t mean we get to have a new celestial being in the mix so soon. I mean season three is not a holiday resort for feathered siblings!

Therefore instead of speculating about an unknown villain I would say keep your eyes in the room and not who might or might not be behind the door!

The Detective: Is of no consequence here… I mean both Detectives as clueless as you can get them to be.

The Witnesses: As far as we know there was none or was that the case?

Scene 2

Every mystery has:

A problem that needs to be solved: Lucifer has wings

An event that cannot be explained: Lucifer founds himself in a desert

A secret: Who has did it?

Something that is lost or missing: Obviously his clothes but not really…

Scene 3

Two things can be found in a mystery:

The Clues and the Red Herring. The first helps you solve the mystery while the second misleads you. The Red Herrings most often that not are false clues… And so far my dear readers you all have been hoodwinked. You are in a wild goose chase without a goose.

The answer to this mystery for me is simple and although I might be wrong I believe that I have all the right clues to support it without being fooled by the false ones. So you may ask who is the one behind Lucifer’s kidnapping? If you don’t want to know please stop and go back to your headcanon because this will be a crazy ride.

Let’s start from the first clue… While Lucifer is talking to the phone we can see a person walking behind him aside from the 2 paramedics and 1 nurse who have left the scene. Now when I say see, I mean on the ceiling.

At first, you believe it’s the nurse that has just passed Lucifer but the direction and the pace are totally different. Of course, I might be mistaken and it might be indeed the extra who played the nurse. Still, I’m just going to leave this here as it is the most harmless “clue”.

Now In order to proceed, you need to know who I’m suspecting. Who I believe has the motive, the ability and of course the reason to knock out Lucifer and even manage to give him his wings back.

How does this pic do it for you?

No? You don’t see anything else aside a bunch of paintings, Lucifer, Linda and Maze. Okay, now how about this?


Scene 4

Let’s take things from the very beginning. In the show, Maze cuts Lucifer’s wings and after he burns them in 1x07 she tells him 

“I cleaned up your mess at the beach”. 


Maze knew exactly where she had disposed the wings and from 1x13 she also knew the power they held. How could she ever heal Amenadiel if she didn’t a have an inkling of what they were capable of?

Now according to the comics as I have mentioned before the wings can regenerate themselves to their former glory. No.Matter.What. This means that wherever the wings were they slowly healed on their own. Also if you didn’t notice in 1x07 the flesh on the wings was still fresh. The wings in a way healed and waited patiently for when their owner would reattach them So the wings can be reattached easily, the detachment was bloody painful and for a good reason. 

-They have remembered their former state. The Form and Substance that they had before his Fall. 

-They have healed themselves.

At this point let me speculate something. In the comics, Lucifer’s wings were bat-like. All leathery etc. It never made sense why Lucifer’s wings were white and Amenadiel’s fell off. Now my theory on this is simple:

Maze and Lucifer come to Earth and Lucifer has the Hellish wings if you like. Or the bat wings as I call them. When Maze cuts them off, the wings as a piece of divinity get back to their original angelic form, in short they heal themselves. That is why perhaps Maze used them on Amenadiel. Okay so far so good… But that creates the issue for Lucifer in season 3.

If the wings were restored to their original form after Maze cut them then what that means for Lucifer to have back his wings all feathered and oozing divinity? As Henderson has said season 3 is all about identity. Is Lucifer [still] the Devil, is he [now] an Angel?

Now in my opinion Maze wanted.. wait this is part of the next question…

But many may ask… Why would Maze do that? It doesn’t make sense and yet it does. 

Maze has started to experience feelings. Feelings she never knew that existed before and the most troublesome part is that she is finally rebelling. But feelings are a scary thing as we have seen from Lucifer himself.  We saw previously in season 2 that Maze still has issues with admitting she has human feelings, no instead she is awesome and that she has become more human than most of the humans Linda knows. 

With that knowledge, we can speculate 2 things. First, that Maze now knows that Lucifer used her. As the showrunners have hinted Maze will try to turn against to Lucifer in order to claim her independence. With her first adult friend badly injured because of Lucifer, remember that Maze wanted Mum back to Hell since day one, we can say that she would do anything to come to Linda’s aid. That would also mean a foolish hope that perhaps another feather had made it from the fire. 

Now plenty to speculate that a simple cig could not have burned the wings. I partly agree but mostly because: a) Lucifer is the Lightbringer and wouldn’t that be oxymoron and b) because as I have said according to the comics they heal themselves. 

My speculation here is that Maze tried to find a feather and found the wings intact. 

Scene 5

But why would she attach them to Lucifer?

As Lucifer said Maze cares for certain humans and Chloe is one of them. When she realises what happened to Linda can happen to Chloe because Lucifer suddenly wanted the Detective to know a very hasty plan is formulated. Maze failed to protect Linda but she can protect Chloe and Trixie, also she has not forgiven Lucifer neither for his manipulation in season 2 but nor for the fact that by showing Linda his Devil form, her friendship with the Doctor almost ended. Maze has come close to losing many friends and people she cares about because of Lucifer and this time she rebels very much like Lucifer did to his Dad. 

So she decides to get the wings and then what you will ask. Again let’s go back to 1x07. 

Lucifer says to Amenadiel:

“I mean, you were willing to let a human die and unleash the wings upon the world just to remind me who I was.

To fool me into desiring the wings and the hellish throne they accompany.

Severing the wings was a half measure. I did leave myself an out. A ripcord back to the life that dear old Dad chose for me.But I don’t need it now, because, in case I haven’t made myself abundantly clear, I’m never going back to Hell.

As we know the wings were not just part of his angel form. Oh no, they weren’t. Shocked? Well, you see what we learned from season 1 and what Maze knows, the wings are a ticket back to Hell. A ticket that can include her as well as she cannot leave otherwise. Lucifer himself apologised about that in 1x07 and that is why Maze kept that feather. 

So Maze gives Lucifer his wings back in hopes that they might finally return to Hell. Not because she missed home but because she finally cares too much for the ones she feels she has to leave behind in order to protect. Let’s not forget that Maze in the show declared that she would protect Lucifer from danger even if he didn’t it was coming. Now she is determined to do the same thing for Linda (too late), Chloe and Trixie. 

So Maze needed Lucifer back, no she needed the Devil back but she got an Angel instead… Now that was a twist…

Here is where I end the first part

Now let’s see some other clues…

1) Maze’s daggers are shaped like angel feathers. That was perhaps a clue from the writers since the very beginning. Also, Maze has access to the weird baton… or as I say that weird batton-vibrator… I would totally believe that Maze could have used a vibe to kidnap Lucifer…

That’s a baton by the way, not a vibe…

2) Is it really weird that 2x19 or now the episode 3x01 is called Mr and Mrs Mazinkeen Smith? If we take the reference out of the movie Mr and Mrs Smith we can tell that Maze is still pissed and now has her own agenda. Yes, it is also a Maze centric episode so I would again bet my money on Maze being behind Lucifer’s feathery problem. Still, the pic that has been uploaded for that episode doesn’t show Maze being injured or anything… 

3) Lucifer still carries the injuries from his confrontation with Maze but if you notice how the make-up has been applied then you will realise that the injuries are not just from the sun. Only one of his ears is bloody as well as parts of his chest. It is like he was dragged on the coarse ground or dragged while he landed on the dessert. My best speculation would have been that the Wings got him back to the first place they remembered since his fall. 

Now you see his ear injured and several other bloody spots but the Maze’s bruise and his forehead cut are still there although they have faded a bit. 

Whilst his right side is fine…

(The next two paragraphs have been posted before)

Here I have to remind you again what Linda had said to Lucifer. “When angels fall, they also rise. All you have to do is embrace all that you are.” We also know that season 3 is going to deal with the issue of identity according to Henderson. Is Lucifer a devil or an angel and why? So keep in mind Linda’s words and let’s go back to that forsaken desert.

Now in San Bernardino, there is the Amboy Crater… The Amboy Crater is just a volcano crater but according to the region’s legends, it’s so much more. It’s the spot Lucifer landed when he Fell from heaven.

Scene 6

How did Lucifer end up in the desert and why is he hurt? 

My theory here is again simple. When the wings reattached themselves his body should have been vulnerable for the scars to open and the wings to be set on his flesh and bones. Now if you believe that the wings are a new pair the same logic applies. You cannot have an invulnerable body and suddenly you sport wings, that’s not how the show works. The series loves a good mystery and for God to just give him a pair magically without Lucifer suffering is simply not the way the Writers have done things so far. 

Yet the injuries are not really explained… Yes, you are right. The peeling and the scrapped skin is not explained totally by the sun exposure. They are explained though by a very bad landing. If you see the ending again his left ear is bloody as is his chest and a good part of just one of his whole arm length. That talks of his body being dragged over a coarse ground. Therefore I would say that Lucifer actually flew there…

Again why in the middle of the desert? I’ll go again with the legend and say that the wings either took him as far as possible to a place that resembled Hell (heat etc.) or the writers thought it would be cool if the Wings went to the first familiar place on Earth, the Amboy Crater. The spot where Lucifer landed the first time.

But for how long has Lucifer stayed in the desert? That’ s debatable but I’ll say not for very long. The reason is simple. Lucifer’s injuries which Maze caused in 2x17 are still there at the end of 2x18. (See the pics above)

Have I missed anything?

Any questions?

(By the way, I wanted to write this theory into a one-shot or a 2-3 chapter fic. But A03 is filled with 2x18 ending fics and I’m simply not in the mood right now… Perhaps in a few weeks or a month… )

Dauntless: Daddy, Dearest (Part 2)

Eric x OC

Warnings; Language, angst


It must have been the look on my face that gave me away.

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