So proud of her growth and evolution. Such a loving being. Such a beautiful human. I feel her intentions are always from a place of kindness and she is helping the world with all she does - her happy hippie foundation for homeless youth, her vegan activism, her promotion of LGBT+ rights and love always. Seems like a truly good human.
Also can you please gush to me about Nine/Rose?? Like I love them and ship them but sometimes I struggle a little because Nine is so obviously smitten, but with Rose there's Mickey and Adam and Jack and she denies anything with Nine for most of the season. So I tend to favor Ten(too)/Rose because they feel more equal in affection to me, if that makes sense??
See, the thing is though, where we see how smitten Nine is, 90% of the time, he’s being obviously smitten where she can’t see. All those glances and the way he talks about her to others… she doesn’t get those indicators so to her perception, he’s probably a little confusing. He does things like tell her she’s beautiful and weighs the fate of the world against her life but he also tries to be super stoic when she tests the waters as to his interest. Plus she had to process the alien thing and doesn’t know if he would be interested in a human at all.
So she has Mickey who is safe and adores her and she’s reluctant to leave that safety net. Adam is a blip on the map to me. She wanted to show him up and thought he was a bit of alright but he was just a distraction, you know? And Jack? I think she was attracted to him and he’s a potent flirt but after that first meeting, they settled into a friendship that was more suited to them.
So Nine fell hard and fast and before Rose did but Rose fell in love over the course of the season and it’s Beautiful. They get closer and closer and trust each other and there are no declarations but they’re so Solid. They reach for each other often and depend on each other and laugh together.
Nine in general is just more subtle than Ten with his affection and therefore Rose is as well. They play off of each other and are still trying to figure out what is okay, how far they can take it, is it going to work. They think they have Time and they don’t and it makes me so sad. So yeah, they deny it but some of that is that they don’t know where the other stands. There’s undeniably something there but they aren’t sure if the other person acknowledges it, much less wants to act upon it.
They’re just so good for each other. He makes her braver and stronger and more confident and she is like a balm on his wounded soul and teaches him how to see the wonder in ordinary things again. Their jagged edges fit together so well but they still are jagged and they hurt each other but they’re together. His smile is never as tender as when it’s directed at Rose. Her’s is never as bright with anyone but him. They are all about the subtleties. (Until they’re not.) (Until he falls apart completely when he thinks she’s dead - unable to be angry or sad or anything… just numb and empty and devoid of her light.) (Until he sends her away and she refuses to give up on him and let him die so she takes the vortex into her, takes the heart of the tardis into her and goes to save him because she will not lose him.)
Like i understand why people ship Ten(too)/Rose more because it’s a more overt romance but it’s all built on how they grew together when he wore a leather jacket and slightly overlarge ears. They were building a foundation, building a friendship that could withstand regeneration and alternate universes. They were falling in love and watching that is what makes me love them so very much.
→ vampire!au, rich!au, slight business!au → ❝…id like to request a minseok vampire au that maybe someone tries to another vampire tries to seduce or flirt with the reader and he gets really possessive of her? like he doesn’t want them to touch his mate…❞ → word count: 1.2k → *i wrote this via my phone so sksksks excuse any typos !!
as minseok’s delicate fingers kissed the smooth skin of (y/n)’s legs under her long gown, she kept a steady, peaceful hum ringing in the back of her throat.
her keen eyes were trained on the neon signs they passed in their limousine, the indications of blooming life sending her into a hypnotized state. the evolved nature of human beings had always fascinated her to a great extent, but she found the night-life truly enchanting.
“have i told you how beautiful you look tonight?” her mate murmured, catching her attention with a gentle kiss to the jaw.
“three times now,” she responded, smiling shyly at his sugar-coated compliment.
the moment she turned her head to the left, she was met with his captivating gaze. his eyes glowed a bright red shade in the lighting, pairing incredibly well with the natural radiance of his skin. had he not been so bounteous with his touches, she might’ve began to doubt whether or not he was truly tangible. though he was one of her kind, she saw him as somehow set apart from everyone else; a rarity within their species.
his lips curled up into a smile as their vehicle came to a slow stop in front of kim junmyeon’s mansion.
“good,” he spoke lovingly, “i wouldn’t want you to forget how wild you drive me.”
“what time should i pick you up, sir?” their driver asked after the partition slowly rolled itself down.
“midnight,” was his response, “i don’t plan on staying too terribly long.”
each person in the large house drank cool red liquid from clear wine glasses until the blood droplets stained their lips a sheer crimson shade, leaving them all looking a little less like spurious humans and bit more like what they really were—dangerous beings glamorized in a tempting, deceitful light.
minseok and (y/n) were a couple that stood out slightly within a group of beings that reeked of opulence, as both of them appeared much more personable to the people around them. their grins didn’t seem as feigned; their laughs were loud and authentic.
this was the person minseok became around his mate—a much kinder, more pleasant person. her toothy smile melted his cold exterior, abandoning him with nothing other than his hidden vulnerability.
they’d eventually managed to further isolate themselves from their peers by lounging in the cool air of junmyeon’s outdoor patio, basking in each other’s company while they could.
the pair did so until his phone beeped twice as he received a message that said he was needed back inside for a few minutes.
he sighed, stuffing the phone back into the pocket of his slacks.
“sorry,” he muttered. this was one second prior to pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek, careful as to not ruin her makeup, “jongin and sehun need some help closing a deal with one of our guests.”
“it’s okay, i promise,” she responded sincearly, watching as he set his wine glass onto the marble table opposite them. she gave him just enough time to rise to his feet before tugging on the collar of his suit jacket. in doing so, she pulled him into a quick kiss, one that left the slightest bit of nude lipstick around the edges of his lips, “just try not to take too long.”
he left her companionship with a smile gracing his face at the idea of his girlfriend adoring his own enough to dislike their parting.
much like her boyfriend, chae haseon was also a man who’d taken a liking to this woman. when minseok walked past him, he took it as an opportunity to take his place outside, where she was patiently—despite how bored she felt—waiting.
when he sat down next to her, (y/n) put on a friendly smile—mostly because she was grateful she wouldn’t have to bear her own weariness toward the party alone.
it wasn’t until he brought a finger up to wipe a drop of blood from the corner of her mouth that she began to grow weary of him.
she felt that his words were spoken too close to her ear, and that he was touching her far more than what was needed. she knew him, but no, she didn’t know him—all of these little things together made her feel uncomfortable.
the woman would’ve said something, had the setting been different. she didn’t want a fight to errupt—that could easily hurt her mate’s future work.
while haseon was in the midst of telling her how stunning the low-cut dress she wore made her look, his sentence came to an abrupt stop, silenced by the distinct sound of footsteps behind them.
“i love that dress on you, doll. just looking at you tonight makes me want to—”
in an instant, he was retracting his touch from her fabric-covered thigh.
(y/n) inwardly let out a sigh of relief as she turned to face minseok, feeling her eyebrows unfurrow themselves.
“no, no, please continue,” he drawled out. his lips curled around those words very slowly as he tried to keep his anger concealed, but he couldn’t manage to keep such a faux calm for long; his eyes flashed a darker shade of red and hie continuation slipped out as a mere hiss, “i’m dying to hear all about what you’d do to my girl.”
this was the persona he had shed within the past year—the one that made everyone so frightened to be near him. he didn’t find its reappearance to be unjustified, either. setting aside how much he despised the way the other man looked at her, he could see (y/n)’s discomfort from all the way inside the house.
haseon nervously scrambled out of his chair in response. he was a bit annoyed himself, yet he knew better than to pick a fight with someone like kim minseok.
he did his best to take refuge inside, but even with speed such as his own, minseok had managed to take a firm hold of his shoulders before he was able to do so.
the taller of the two unclenched his jaw and brought his lips down to the blonde’s ear in spite of their impeccable hearing.
“if you even think about looking at her in such a way again,” he whispered, pausing momentarily to glance at his mate’s new look of concern, “i’ll make you wish you’d really died all those years ago.”
his voice lowered to a furious whisper as he went into detail, pretending she couldn’t hear every vile thing that left his mouth. while he was outward with his feelings, he wished to not worry her any further.
“are you alright?” she asked once haseong was finally allowed to scurry away.
“i should be asking you that question,” minseok muttered while sitting himself back down in his seat.
he still looked like he may murder someone, yet it visibly comforted him when she lifted a hand to carefully brush the brunette hairs away from his eyes.
“i’m fine,” she answered truthfully. she was alright, now that haseon was gone, “you, though, i’m not so sure about. it looks like you want to murder someone.”
she smiled jokingly, attempting to lighten the atmosphere around them.
“well, you aren’t wrong.”
he sighed and rested his head on her shoulder.
her fingers kept combing themselves through his hair as she suggested, “so, let’s kill someone.”
Imagine groundskeeper!Bucky where the ready is the trophy wife of an ailing millionaire. Bucky doesn't understand why someone as beautiful as her would marry someone like that. He's timid around her and doesn't speak much. And he reader is just so intrigued by this new groundskeeper and besides the butler, the maid and her ailing husband, Bucky's the only human contact she gets and he's new, mysterious & so handsome. She gets a little infatuated with the idea of being his friend so she starts(1)
To invite him in for lemonade and snacks because she has nothing to but bake all day/ take care of her ailing husband. At first Bucky always declines, until the day she comes out, hands on her hips, huffs at him and says, “please it’s just a glass of lemonade and I could really use someone to talk to.” Bucky just caves at the sadness that’s etched into her features, so he nods and follows her silently into the house. As they sit they begin to talk &he realizes that they aren’t so different (2)
He learns that she’s was in a really abusive family as a child, looking for anyway out she could find, so when a handsome older guy took a liking to her she jumped at it, he finds that she was just 20 when she married a practical stranger 30 years (+/-) her senior, but what really gets him is when she says, “I was so blinded by everything that I didn’t realize I was only swapping out my cages and this one came with diamonds.“He also learns that she’s really smart & he’s starts to fall for her(3)
He realizes that he can trust her and they grow closer and he tells her everything that he’s gone through and she just sits and listens without saying anything, just hold ls his metal hand in hers, her thumbs swiping gently over the back of it, nodding as he speaks, when he finishes the story she thread their fingers together and say, "thank you for trusting me with that story, Bucky.” And he feels his breath hitch as he murmured, “call me James.” And she smiles as she whispers it reverently(4)
This becomes nightly thing, sitting in her vast kitchen, hands clasped tightly and as they talk about anything and everything, Bucky tells her about Brooklyn in the 40’s and she tells him about socialite dinners and all the stuffy events she used to attend. They end up falling for each other and eventually into bed with each other. But after they sleep together, her husband takes a turn for the worse and she’s wracked with guilt because she took vows, and she’s a good person. (5)
But Buck just takes it in stride and then when her husband passes and she comes into a load of money and she’s grieved her time. She waits for Bucky in the kitchen, bags packed ready to go anywhere with Bucky, informing him that she’s sold the house and that she’s ready to go with him. When he asks her where she wants to go, her response is, “anywhere, as long as your with me.” So they run off to somewhere tropical and get married on the beach and haves lots of wonderful sex.(6) adsjk that’s it
Damn… Look, I’d add something, but this is just perfect and I think you should try and write. If you do, please tag me. Because I’d read the shit out of this.
mlaynelawson: Throwback to one of my (many) favorite photos from the TRP shoot in #Toronto a couple of weeks ago. I don’t think this was planned – the silent shutter was enabled on my camera and we were just talking. #inbetweentakes
With the reactions post-Storm in the Room, I feel that Steven doesn’t get enough credit. Going to Rose’s Room, searching for answers, and comfort even though he didn’t know that yet, Steven wasn’t setting out to create a perfect mother or project himself the ideal version of Rose. He starts, the moment he enters the room, by saying he knew it wasn’t real.
Everything Steven did with Cloud Rose, everything that happened between them, were reasonable assumptions we could make of Rose. And this is because the Rose we saw was from Steven’s expectations of what she would be like. And Steven was wary about idealising Rose the way the Crystal Gems did. He says this explicitly several times. Also, Steven’s view of Rose was tempered early on by Greg’s stories of her.
So the Rose we see isn’t a sad Steven’s attempt at finding the perfect mother figure. Steven’s attempt at a reasonable and believable portrayal of Rose deserves to be acknowledged. Had it not been the case, the Rose we saw could not have evoked the feelings she did. It’s because of the depth Steven introduced to her from all his memories of her that it was made possible.
And what I want to talk about in this post, is how the images of Rose reflect which narratives he’s channeling as he tries to piece together, quite literally, the image of Rose.
The first appearance of Cloud Rose shows her with messy hair, parts of it stick up and around her. Her facial expressions are often wiggly, for lack of better word, and she shows her thighs a lot more than in the succeeding scenes, either in cross-sitting or running.
This Rose is goofy and funny and casual. And it’s the Rose whom Greg’s stories have constructed in Steven’s memories.
The same scenes we see Rose hitch up her dress in the same way (such as when she’s reading books with Greg on the bed) or similarly goofy, like stopping a ferris wheel with her bare hands, she’s with Greg.
Even the line Steven takes from her video in Lion 3: Straight to Video, about “every X being unique and beautiful” is shot in Greg’s presence. Without realising it, Steven is remembering this image of Rose.
And she cares about Steven. She engages in his interests. It’s not so far a stretch because some episodes back, Bismuth was willing to do the same thing. Rose was a fun person. There’s a running joke that she would have loved cheesy and corny jokes. She probably told a few in her day.
She probably wasn’t always as poised as presented in her portrait. Greg remembers the Rose he changed, when she was starting to understand human beings in earnest and come to terms with how they could exist with gems on the same level.
Rose at that point still didn’t want to talk about her past, and Greg never made her. So Greg and Rose made new memories and didn’t dwell on the old. And those memories were filled with fun and laughter and love.
The moment sobers when it is Rose not Steven, who gestures the latter to sit down and stare at the expanse of clouds.
And we should know that what we’re about to see means something has changed. The first hint is that Rose’s body language changes. She sits perfectly straight, even though she’s cross-sitting the way she was earlier. And we don’t see her legs anymore. Her hair neatens and her expression calms.
What’s more, her hands assume the position Garnet did in Here Comes A Thought in Mindful Education. And that emphasises the kind of role Rose plays in this moment. Steven felt Rose taught Garnet how to manage her feelings, because it was a motherly thing to do. In a very Steven Universe fashion, the music changes from the bright xylophone to a quiet piano music, which is the mark of another Crystal Gem, Pearl.
And when we go back to the senior Crystal Gems and their image of Rose, it is exactly the way she’s presented.
Cloud Rose is a huge presence, with Steven a small child by her side. She speaks deliberately, every word is one of wisdom. She is magnanimous and comforting at the same time.
She tells him, “But we’ve been together the entire time.” And it brings back the idea of how our parents are always with us, and a part of us, because one way or another they’ve left a mark on us.
At the same time though, the similarities of the scenes between this moment and the one at Rose’s Fountain in An Indirect Kiss, lead to the same end.
Rose is viewed as a godly icon, very distant from Steven. She’s not sitting beside him, playing with him, kneeling on the ground anymore. He looks up to her, and he can’t reach her.
In both times, he realises she’s not really there. That he talked to the statue of Rose in the fountain, confided his deepest insecurities about how he didn’t know how to feel about her when everyone else did, parallels the empty image on his phone.
And it segues into the next scene perfectly.
Because Steven doesn’t know how to feel about Rose. Now, he’s more certain than ever that he doesn’t even know who she is. The Rose we see at the end has a blank face, because Steven can’t project anything on it. He’s thinking of Pink Diamond’s shattering, Bismuth, and the Rebellion, and all the people hurt by them.
When he sees Rose, he can no longer see himself, which is why her eyes, one of the facial features most like Steven’s, (next to his nose) are nowhere to be seen.
And this Rose is distant, because there’s no mitigating narrative linking him to her. In the other scenes, the room remained the same, because these stories he was told of Rose and who she was firmly rooted the first two Roses as part of the real Rose’s identity.
This Rose is foreign, because nowhere in those narratives did Steven think it possible to for her to do the things he learned she did.
And in that moment he begins to doubt.
Because he can no longer see the image of his mother, he doesn’t know where he himself stands. A huge part of his identity is being Rose’s son. What happens when the “Rose” part becomes fuzzy, blurry, and unintelligible?
What happens to the Steven?
Notice that this Rose is silent. She offers no response to the accusations Steven hurls at her, about all the people she hurt and her act of leaving them all behind.
At this point, we see the part of Steven that understands Rose is gone. That he’s never going to get these answers and there won’t be an explanation coming from her.
There are some things he’ll never get to hear about, some memories he’ll never know, some experiences he’ll never share with her.
And it’s sad and disheartening and lonely. In losing his idea of Rose, Steven loses a part of his identity. Such that he felt it would be better if he denounced Rose, cutting off the part of himself he didn’t want to think about: That he was created just to fix her mistakes.
It’s then that we see Rose’s face for the first time since we’ve entered the paradigm of Rose-through-Steven’s eyes. Not Greg’s, not the Crystal Gem’s. Because these new things he’s learned about Rose are things the others would never have known without him. How else would they have heard the Diamond’s song of mourning? How would they have known Bismuth was there all along?
And the things Rose said in the tape were meant for Steven, in a space only Steven could find.
The Rose speaking to Steven at the end is the Rose who’s already spoken to Steven directly before, through the tape.
A lot of negative reaction has been given to this moment, because it feels as though the tape absolves Rose of everything she’s done. It doesn’t and I don’t feel that was the point.
The point of her saying that, was to reaffirm Steven’s belief in Steven. To show that it wasn’t about Rose anymore, that Steven’s birth wasn’t about Rose but about him.
And it’s striking that’s the only time we see her face again. Because immediately after, Steven hugs her, and her face is obscured.
That’s Steven’s recognition that he’s never going to hear any other words straight from his mother for him. He understands and he realises that nonetheless, Rose is exerting a presence in his life. He really is always with her and never alone.
The past few episodes and everything leading up to them were about Steven’s realising his mother was still an individual, one who could made mistakes and rash, selfish decisions.
He was afraid that upon realising his mother could be a selfish individual, could do huge selfish things that affected thousands of lives, he feared the act of his birth, the most personal thing about him, was meant to serve her self-interests alone too. He needed a concrete and tangible answer, which was what prompted him to go to the room.
At the end of the episode, he didn’t think that anymore. He knows he has a lot of work ahead in figuring out Rose’s place in his life, but the lingering doubt of the very foundation of his existence is gone.
And because of that, he finally feels comfortable letting her go.
1. you think she is beautiful even when she has acne all over her face and hair tied in a messy bun. you think she looks hot when she tries to be mad at you for being too hard on your self. you think she looks better than most of the human population and you think she looks best when she’s in your arms professing her love for you between sips of that bitter vodka you bought her.
2. you can’t stop thinking about her brown eyes, short black straight hair and freckled pointed nose. you can’t stop thinking of how her lips would feel against yours right this instance. you can’t stop thinking about how perfect her breasts feel in your hands. you can’t stop thinking about the late night conversation you had with her. you just can’t stop thinking about her even when you’re sipping coffee at starbucks, even when you’re watching a horror movie, even when you’re in class studying discrete math.
3. you know when she is angry, or when she is pissed at you for talking about other girls. you know what she likes to eat when she is on her period. you know when she is upset about that paper that she turned in late to her professor. you know she likes to be the centre of your attention always. you know she smiles when you hold her hand firmly in public. you know she bites her nails when she’s stressed out. you know her inside out.
4. you smile like a crazy man when you see her. you smile when someone says her name. you smile when you see a text message from her. you smile when you’re around her. you smile when people say you look good together. you smile when someone tells you she looks beautiful, like its a compliment for you and not her. you smile when she tells you she loves you. you smile when she tells you she loves to be your girl. you smile all day like an idiot and you smile until someone tells you to stop smiling because she’s not even around.
5. you talk about her to everyone, to your mom, to your bestfriend, to your room mate. you tell them everything about her. you tell them about how you read this tumblr post and it made you think of her. you tell them she’s perfect, not because of how she looks, or how smart she is, or how well she writes but because she’s yours. and only yours. you tell them how you don’t date a nine, but always a fucking ten, so yeah you tell everyone how and why she is a perfect ten.
“We wrapped on Tuesday night / Wednesday morning, and not everyone was actually filming, but everyone who was in Toronto showed up. Just at different stages of the night. Just everyone started drifting in, and everyone stayed stayed ‘til the end.” (x)
Bill Potts: . Wanted to go to the future to see if it would be happy. . Approves of algae substitute food. . Does not approve of food sexism. . Thanked the Doctor for taking her somewhere. . Stopped while walking around an alien city to take a selfie. . Asked the Doctor why he was Scottish. . Figured out the (real) reason why the Doctor likes the police box camouflage. . Doesn’t understand how you can blow up stuff without getting in trouble. . Doesn’t appreciate being kept out of trouble. . Got distracted by a bust of Queen Nefertiti. . Thinks that the Doctor is an amazing tutor. . Still thinks that the Doctor runs like a penguin with its arse on fire. . Cried when she found out why humans left earth. . Was the only person who asked where the little boy went. . Tried her hardest to convince the little boy that everything would be okay. . Attempted to stop people shooting at the robots. . Told the man that the robots weren’t armed. . Could blind me with her smile because it’s so bright. . Is a beautiful human being who deserves happiness and unicorns.
“don’t kill flowers growing inside of you for someone who doesn’t appreciate the way you bloom.”
“How strong you are, to go through Hell on Earth, and still smile and carry yourself like you’re in Heaven.”
“Now, let me be, let me not want for another. Let me fall in love with the curves and edges of my own body and soul. Let me plant a garden in my heart, and let it spring forth in a blanket of décor.” @prolixen
i was not made with fire in my belly so i could be put out i was not made with lightness on my tongue so i could be easy to follow” — from Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur
“some women fear the fire some women simply become it…”— r.h. sin
“The body changes over time, becoming a gallery of scars, a canvas of experience, a testament to life and one’s capacity to endure it.”— Janet Fitch, Paint It Black
“And for me, you are the best piece of art of this collection called humans.” — NALK @notalostkid
“Your roots do not determine the beauty of your blossom.”— Sage S.
This is for all the rainy days. they are not necessarily quotes from artist or famous people (actually most of them are from the spilled ink section of tumblr), but they are words that had made me feel better. I hope this helps + please check out the poet’s blogs! Those people are amazing and deserve so much recognition for what they do. (please tell me if anyone want their poem taken down !!!)
-Keith goes to Allura or Shiro because god forbid he talks to anyone else
-Allura goes to Coran and Coran goes to Allura
-Shiro only goes to Keith
-Pidge goes to Hunk or Shiro
-Hunk can talk to Pidge, Keith, Lance , and Shay
-Lance well, when it comes to the real important stuff, the homesickness, feeling inferior, a burden, a seventh wheel, Lance has no one
-Lance tries to form close bonds with the others but they never give him the chance, and those that do he doesn’t want to hurt by telling them of how unhappy he is
-Or he feels the horrible tension that seems to constantly be around them so he takes it upon himself to be the comedy relief
-The reason he flirts is because it makes him feel closer to his brother who taught him all those awful pick up lines
-He’s used to being overlooked it happens when you have a big family, it can’t be helped
-So when they finally have a moment to stop and relax Lance isn’t all that bothered that everyone naturally paired off only leaving him alone
-Lance then decides to simply go to his room, have some me time
-When he finally has his mask on he finds that he has tracks down his face mask(HIS VERY EXPENSIVE AND RARE FACEMASK MIND YOU)
- Cursing he realized it was wet with his tears
- He rushed to fix the mask and try to stop his crying but he finds that he can’t
-He can’t stop crying
-He can’t breathe
-He can’t hear the music he put on earlier
-He’s on the floor
-He doesn’t know what’s wrong and yet he remains quiet, rides it out by himself because who can he tell
-So he waits for what feels like forever to be able to breathe again
-Then he just waits for the panic and blind terror to subside
-And when it’s all over he gets up, the timer went off, it’s time to take off the face mask
-He doesn’t want to be alone anymore
-He doesn’t want to be there
-He wants to be in his mama’s arms
-He wants to listens to his siblings trying to make him laugh
-He wants his dad to be making him chocolate caliente
-Hell he just wants someone to talk to
-He just wants someone in the spaceship to have his back for once
-Someone who is genuinely interested to see him or just listen to everything be it good or bad
-He wants too many things that will never come to pass
-So instead he lays back in bed until the next battle because what else is there to do?
-What Lance doesn’t know is that it’s his birthday
-Everyone went and paired up to go prepare the surprise party for Lance the flirt who just happened to be born on Valentine’s Day
-Hunk went to go make the cake with Coran
-Pidge went to find some dank memes
-Allura,Shiro, and Keith went on to decorate the common space
-What Lance doesn’t know is that they all love him and appreciate him
-What Lance doesn’t know is that Keith planned all of this after Hunk let it slip that Lance’s birthday is on Valentine’s Day
-What Lance doesn’t know is that Keith plans to tell him how he feels about him
-WHAT LANCE DOESN’T KNOW is that the reason no one has had time is because they have been busy trying to hunt down the beauty products the know Lance loves or anything that brings him happiness to be honest
-You see Hunk isn’t making an Altean cake, oh no, he managed to find more than half of the ingredients to make Lance’s favorite cake, a tres leches
-Pidge found at least 3 new face mask made by humans for humans
-Allura is giving Lance a book she’s been writing with all the pick up lines Lance has ever directed toward her because she doesn’t know when but at some point it stopped being annoying and it started to be endearing
-Shiro is giving Lance the chance to give himself a nickname that Shiro will use from then on but it must be appropriate
-And Keith….. he has a whole letter were he wrote down all the feelings he knows he won’t be able to ever say to him
-Just hundreds of words stating how much he loves him and how sorry he is for ever forgetting him
-Asking Lance if he will take him, God please allow him to have a special place in his heart
-So Lance doesn’t know that when he is finally feeling as if he can actually maybe function that the others have Hunk going to his door to coax him out of his room
-But when Lance learns about all of it, learns that he’s not alone and the others have his back
-Now his tears are from happiness and a spark of hope that not everything is impossible
-And yes he does have enough space for Keith, why wouldn’t he?
I smile at her, she looks back at me and says “what?”… I reply “nothing.” But little does she know that she is the most stunning human being I’ve ever laid eyes on and I can’t help but fucking stare. God she’s just so beautiful. I adore her.
As I’ve mentioned before, I was raised in a strict Christian household. It was full of love, but it was also a house that didn’t like Ellen DeGeneres or Rosie O'Donnell simply because they were gay. A house that would turn off the tv when the lesbian episodes of Friends were on (while I ran to the tv in my room and pressed “mute” to see it). One that would roll their eyes at the idea of gay marriage. Parents that meant well and just went by what they were taught, wanting us to grow up with something to believe. I remember sobbing in high school, thinking they would absolutely kill me. Things slowly started changing when I was 16+.
My Mom was the one who asked if I was gay. She was my biggest supporter, my secret keeper, and the one I told everything to. My Dad? He went from not wanting me to come out, to protect me, to telling everyone he knows if they ask if I’m “dating any new guys” - because that’s simply who I am. In his words “why hide it? Who cares?”. My Mom came to me about Carol on her own, wanting to watch it to see the love story. When gay marriage was legalized, I called my Mom sobbing. She was sobbing with me, after yelling “YES! THANK GOD” in front of all of her friends.
After being raised to hate who I was, not even allowing it to be an option - to now, my Mother texting me just now saying “Do you have any more Human Rights Campaign stickers like you have on your car? I want one on mine”
Change is a beautiful thing. Believe in it and believe in people.