she tried so hard though

Some Cinder in her coronation dress cause I’ve never tried drawing her, and it was so fun honestly!

I’m also addicted to saturated colors so let’s all have in count that the dress is actually silver and it looks purple cause I like messing around lol.

Shout out to Penelope Alvarez, this woman is a gift and tries so hard, protect her (even though she can 100% protect herself).

Shout out to Lydia Riera, her life story is amazing and she is so supportive, she is an icon. 

Shout out to  Elena Alvarez, my gay feminist smol bean is trying so hard to change the world. She’s doing amazing. 

Shout out to Alex Alvarez, he is so kind when he needs to be, please get him better friends. 

Shout out to Schneider, he doesn’t mean to be so clueless, he’s learning. 

Shout out to  Dr. Leslie Berkowitz, he is trying so hard to help Penelope and Lydia, a p decent dude. 

Shout out to Carmen, she’s going through so much but still came through to support her friend, she also has a great aesthetic. 

Shout out to Josh, he found out the girl he’s been crushing on for a year is gay and he was so supportive and chill, was still there for her, a good bro. 

Shout out to Riley, she is trying to help Penelope and spent lots of money trying to get a light up toy sword. Too Precious for this world but could 100% kick your ass.  

Shout out to  Ramona, she tries to give good advice but is too distracted by ladies, 100% ray of sunshine but also 100% badass. 

No shout out for Victor he can choke 

It’s the reason she hasn’t tasted a drop of alcohol in her entire life.

It’s the reason she has always held her breath around cigarette smoke.

It’s the reason she has to repeat the same morning routine every day.

It’s the reason she cannot bring herself to fall out of love with you.

It’s her addictive personality. And even though she tried so hard to stay away from drugs because she knew how easily she’d be attached, she didn’t realize that you were the most intoxicating drug of all.

—  excerpt from an unfinished book #146

@fandomsofall14:  can you do 14 where fitz says it to jemma?

You got it! Here’s some post Framework with the least amount of angst I could muster. 

14, “Please, just, don’t ever leave me again.”


Jemma’s eyes fluttered open, her ears catching the sound of Fitz’s cry, his body lying restless beside her.

“Fitz…” she muttered, her eyes trying to open to see him.

No,” Fitz growled under his breath. Jemma being able to see through dark just little more clearly, she rested her hand on his chest to see his eyes were closed. “No, please,” he hissed, his face contorted, his dream putting him under distress.

Jemma’s heart ached. Ever since Fitz had come out of the Framework, when awake, he’d been almost completely normal. Aside from his constant need to be beside Jemma at all times, and his persistent apologies that came at random. Because of how they all left the Framework, Fitz didn’t remember too much of himself when inside. Jemma thanked the stars for that, knowing Fitz would have never been able to live with himself if he did. However, he remembered enough things to feel awful for everything that happened, along with his guilt for creating the tech in the first place.

But for the past week, Fitz had been remembering. Only not when awake, but in his dreams. At least that was all she could figure of it; he never seemed to remember his dreams the next day so there was no way to actually know. But the things he would yell, her name, his dads name, Ophelia’s name…

NO, Jemma-” Fitz jerked forward, but he remained asleep. His breathing started to become heavy and she couldn’t stand it anymore. He had trouble falling asleep, always had, but she couldn’t continue letting him have nightmares of her.

Jemma brushed his face with her hand, whispering, “Fitz, I’m right here.”

He winced, twisting his neck so his nose could nuzzle into her palm. “Please,”

“Please what, Fitz?” She shook his shoulder just slightly, a gentle nudge for his body to release him from his slumber. “You’re safe. We’re safe.”

That finally brought Fitz to jolt forward, his eyes wide open, the crystal blue of his irises still managing to shine through the darkness. He scrunched his brow, looking at her disoriented. “Jemma, what-?”

She gave him a soft smile, caressing the side of his face with her hand again. “You were having a nightmare.”

“I…” Fitz, sitting up slightly, rubbed his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. “Yeah, I remember.”

Jemma was surprised, her mouth slightly agape. He never remembered his dreams – or at least, that’s what he always told her. Fitz now sat up completely, his back facing her. He buried his face in his hands and just sat there, silently. She waited a moment, to give him some time to himself, before sitting herself up and wrapping her arms around his rib cage, pressing her mouth to his shoulder blade. She placed a kiss on his white cotton shirt, smelling like nothing but of him, and she whispered, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Fitz shook his head, uncovering his face from his hands so he could take a hold of her, his arms topped over hers as he gripped her fingers in his. “Doesn’t matter.”

“I beg to differ,” Jemma rested her chin on his shoulder. “You know what Doctor Barnes said, it’s better to talk about –”

“I know what he said, Jemma.” He snapped, though his voice was still gentle and kind. He let out a graveled breath and said, “M’sorry. I just … I don’t really understand it.”

She gave him a tight squeeze. “Then tell me. Maybe I can help.”

Fitz shook his head again, choosing to stay quiet. Jemma knew he was still processing, though, so she tried not to push him too hard. He didn’t work things out like most people – every problem was calculated all in his head. Only problem was, sometimes he chose not to work them out at all, but just compress. She didn’t want him to back track to when he was recovering from hypoxia, so, she tended to push.

She then felt Fitz shift, turning his body so Jemma could cuddle into his side instead. As she did so, Fitz brought them back down to lay on the bed – Jemma curled up in his side, her head burrowed into the crook of his neck, her hand on his heart. Fitz clasped her hand in his and she could tell he was fixing to speak. “Ever since everything, I keep having these dreams of us in the Framework, but I’m just … me. I’m normal and everything, ya know? And you enter the room, and I go up to hug you, so relieved you’re all right, and you just … leave. You look at me like you don’t even recognize me. Things change here and there, sometimes AIDA’s there, sometimes my dad, but no matter what happens – you just always … leave.

“Fitz,” Jemma says so hushed she would be surprised if he heard her. She took a stronger grip on him and said, “I would never-”

“No, I know, Jemma.” His arm around her tighten. “I don’t think it’s a fear that you’ll leave me willingly,” she could his voice crack as he says, “It’s more that you’ll leave by force. By …” he hesitates, and Jemma knows exactly what he was going to say. “I can’t lose you, Jemma. Not again.”

She could feel tears sting her eyes as she peppered kisses along his neck, up his pulse point, reaching up to his jaw line. “You won’t.”

And Jemma believed that. She didn’t let the Framework separate them, Fitz didn’t let an alien planet separate them. Nothing was going to tear them apart. She would never let it.

They laid there, bodies tangled together, souls intertwined. They lay in silence, holding each other, until they start to drift back into a deep sleep.

Before Jemma had fallen asleep completely, she heard Fitz grumble out a, “Please Jemma, just, don’t ever leave me again.” When her eyes angled up, she saw he was fast asleep, dreaming. This time though, his words didn’t sound desperate and scared, but more … serene.

She held onto him with everything she had, buried her face further into his neck, and whispered, “I’ll always be with you, Fitz.”

Fitz’s hold on Jemma gripped even tighter, and Jemma soon found herself lost in her own peaceful dreams. They were always peaceful, as long as Fitz was with her.

Fitz never slept a restless night again.

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Weren’t Meant to Be

Member: BM || K.A.R.D

Genre: Romance, Angst

Words: 579

A/N: I was listening to VAGUE003 while writing this and this shit is good, I tell you.

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@legitdarkness There you have it, Luv

She was always the one in his eyes. He saw her every step, every smile, every sway of her hips as she danced in the club, seducing the men with no effort at all. It was in her nature- to be sexy without realization, that it.

It took him a lot of time to prepare himself to approach her, since the aura around her was seriously no joke. And when he did approach her, he felt suffocated, but all in all, when he met her eyes, he knew that whatever might happen between them…

It wasn’t meant to be.

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anonymous asked:

4 & 1!!

1 - Who is the most affectionate?

Sakura, without a doubt, though I’d be inclined to believe that Sasuke is a lot more affectionate than most people think when behind closed doors. I think it must have been something he struggled with at the beginning, but grew very comfortable doing with time, and it encouraged Sakura to be even more affectionate with him. But Sakura is literally just.. a cuddly little sunshine who is not afraid to express her love with her man. Especially with hugs. She likes to ask for her kisses though, even if she knows they’d probably be more than welcome if she just went through with them—but it’s more fun and cute to ask for them. And like in Gaiden, I think it’s a rather common occurrence for him to tease her by not giving her the kiss she wants when she asks… but he always gives it to her in the end, whether by leaning in to do it anyway when she’s pouting, or giving her a little surprise kiss some time later. Sakura’s all about cuddles with this man though. In bed, on the couch, on the back porch, etc. She loves to cuddle him, and he never minds. 

4 - Favorite non-sexual activity?

I feel like the two might really be into gardening together! It’s quiet and they don’t need to talk about anything in particular, and I think it would probably feel quite therapeutic for them as their own people. Sasuke’s got a bit of a green thumb, and Sakura wants to but isn’t nearly as good as she would like to be. She tries so hard though and Sasuke helps her out a lot. It’s a nice hobby for the both of them. Otherwise I think as basic as that is, they’d really enjoy taking walks together or just leaning against each other while they’re reading their own things. They could be sprawled on the bed, sometimes naked/half-naked, sometimes fully clothed, and just do their readings while cuddling or while one of them is draped over the other’s body. As talkative and social as Sakura is, I think that with Sasuke she would really just enjoy spending time with him in silence and just enjoy his company while they share soft kisses and sweet touches sometimes. It’s like just.. quietly bonding with someone and growing closer without needing for anything to be said. :’)

otp question meme

i. when she is usually up at ungodly hours, if she even sleeps at all, you don’t nonchalantly reply ‘sleep well’ to her 7 p.m. ‘goodnight’
ii. she isn’t overly sensitive. she’s trying and your comment that she isn’t trying resurrects the self doubt she toiled endless hours digging the grave for just so it’d be deep enough, and wouldn’t you cry too if you came face to face with a ghost you thought you had seen the last of
iii. don’t shout at her for slamming the door, it was the only way she knew to not self destruct that night, only way she knew to prevent that look of disappointment in your eyes
iv. she isn’t a very confident actor but she is a dedicated one. the apologies, feelings and explanations are practised relentlessly, honed to perfection but they never get pass the rehearsal stage for the production
v. she wants to leave her room but she knows if she does she’ll just get in the way, become a problem, mess everything up again. she also knows hiding in her room, the nearest thing that is still as far from a sanctuary as possible, doesn’t please you either. all she wants is to find a neutral ground because she has learnt there is no such thing as the lesser of two evils
vi. i’ve seen her choke on the words 'i love you’ when the recipient was in the mirror
vii. some of these things are new to her so please don’t be so tough. she’s building a home where one never stood so she doesn’t know that straw isn’t the best choice and she’ll eventually figure that out on her own but if you must lend your guidance, please, play any character besides the big bad wolf
viii. sometimes she thinks out loud and hopes the walls will listen even though she knows they don’t have ears, just as she knows you have ears and still has to hope that you’ll listen or at least hear when she speaks
ix. she chooses her words carefully for you, selecting only the ones she’s certain you’ll enjoy and arranging them aesthetically on a silver platter and each time she has got it right and presents it to you, your likes have changed so she fails yet again to meet your standards even though she tried so hard
x. fear is the pet she was never allowed to have and she cares too deeply, sensitive you call it, so really it’s no surprise she can’t rid of it
xi. she has a stash of makeup hidden and expertly paints on a happy face each day because she doesn’t want you to worry when she knows she only overreacting anyway
xii. she wishes she weren’t so different, wishes you knew she was trying, wishes she was like you, wishes she could conform to your perceptions of perfection, wishes you would recognize her efforts. wishes, wishes, wishes, she’s always wishing on each stray eyelash, 11:11, coin that falls into a well and shooting star but nothing wields the results she requires. some days she even wishes to give up but she never does and above all that’s what she wishes you knew.
—  what my side of the closed door knows that yours doesn't // r.g.

// this was fun to write! even though i’m pretty messy myself honestly; whoops.


- Part of him loves having a spotless house to come home to every night, but the other half knows that’s probably not healthy how much you clean in a day..

- MC that bleach will bURN YOUR LUNGS STOP

- He doesn’t mind too bad you just have to stop cleaning so much! Your hands are really red and dry and he cant keep up with enough lotion for them

- He cant lie that he may have a dirty mind but he does NOT have a dirty house whenever you’re around.

- In general he’s a bit picky when it comes to clean things anyways, so it’s something that doesn’t bother him too bad. Just don’t go overboard with it, like bleaching the kitchen every night. Not good for your health


- He prefers his house spotless at all times, so good luck finding something that isn’t clean. His maids do a good job; he can’t deny that.

- But you still insist you have to clean everything again and it bothers him. It’s already clean.. don’t waste time you could be spending with him on something pointless like that.

- Even with Elizabeth the 3rd’s cat hair, you’re always wiping down the counters to get even the tiniest pieces of it off. MC leave it its a constant reminder of her beauty and grace.

- He doesn’t really like it because maids can do stuff like that; it’s clean enough already.. Don’t overwork yourself on something so pointless.


- He’s a stress cleaner, So whenever he has a lot on his mind he likes to ‘clean’ it all away. And he gets stressed a lot.. Student problems are the worst. So his house is already pretty tidy, no need to worry about it.

- But you still do anyways! You’re not his Cinderella.. You don’t have to clean so much! At least let him help you out– He doesn’t want you to do all the work like that.

- When he finds you cleaning the closet for the third time today he knows it’s time to stop

- He will hide the vacuums and all things labeled “ clean ” until you can calm down with your cleaning obsession. Or at least schedule some things around so he can help you more with it!


- She’s like you at heart, but she just never really has time to clean like that. It’s gross to her, but work swallows up all her spare time.

- So your.. dedication reminds her to get back into the swing of things. She doesn’t want you to clean alone though, so she tries to help you but it’s hard to keep up. You just clean so much

- She knows you’ve had enough when it’s your fifth time going over the couch with a lint roller.
There’s still one more cat hair– that means it’s not clean!

- MC.. this has to s to p

- Cleaning is one thing, being obsessed with it is another. Calm down a bit. It’s not healthy.


- Prepare to meet your polar opposite. This man could live in a junkyard and still be happily rolling around in filth. He wants to be clean, but he’s lazy.

- It takes days to fully clean his place. Why does he stash empty chip bags in all other places but the trash? Now you know how Vanderwood felt.

- After that you clean up after him so much, and he loves it. He’s such a baby– Being pampered like this makes him happy. He can’t help but feel a bit bad though.. he is pretty messy. Plus he’s sick of the house smelling like bleach.

- Starts to pick up after himself more, which helps your addiction a lot surprisingly. It’s relatively clean, so there’s not much to fuss about. And it’s funny to see his face when you pull back the rubber gloves and give him that look. Just don’t pull out a jar of petroleum jelly or he’ll be running for the hills.

[Kiss Meme 03/?] #1 Brienne & Jaime for @flyingthroughtheeyre621


Elmyra: “But..Several days later.. we received a notice saying my husband died..And that was it. A lot had happened, but we were happy. Until one day…”

Tseng: “We want you to return Aerith to us. We’ve been searching for her for a long time.”
Aerith: “No! Never!”
Tseng: “Aerith, you’re a very special child. You are of special blood. Your real mother was an ‘Ancient’.”
Elmyra: (At that moment, i found out she was an ‘Ancient’.)
Tseng: “The Ancients will lead us to a land of supreme happiness. Aerith will be able to bring happiness to all those in the slums. That is why Shinra would like Aerith’s Cooperation. 
Aerith: “He’s wrong! I’m not an Ancient! I’m not!”
Tseng: “But Aerith, surely you hear voices sometimes when you’re all alone?”
Aerith: “No i don’t!”

Elmyra: “But i knew. I knew about her mysterious powers. She tried so hard to hide it, so i acted as though i never noticed.”

- Requested By Anonymous 

I understand Alison though. It may seem silly that she tries so hard to hold on to doing plays and planning the perfect party for Gemma and making sure her kids don’t get bumped into a new school district when their lives are being threatened but… It’s her life. It’s their life. She isn’t supposed to have to rip it appart just to survive. Her and her family should have their life. Life should go on. And she makes sure it does. She protects them and herself from being uprooted and turned upside down. And I am not ready for season 5.

anonymous asked:

How would kashuu, hasebe, yamanbagiri and CCP react when they find out the saniwa was a famous idol or celebrity even though she tried so hard hiding it. Love your blog btw, the reactions and scenarios you make are on point ♥

Thank you so much anon, I worry especially since I’m not too confident in my writing of all the characters.

Sorry the answers are a bit boring but I feel since they don’t live in the modern day or any era where there was celebrity hype it wouldn’t mean too much to them.

• “Eh? No way.”
• He’s initially a bit surprised and he might ask for stories about your work before out of curiosity but it doesn’t change anything.

• “I apologise for prying, Aruji.”
• Since you tried keeping it a secret, he’s more horrified at not respecting that wish and learning about your identity then the fact you’re famous.

• “…I see. You can’t trust a copy like me with such information.”
• This poor ball of negativity assumes you just didn’t trust him or feel you could rely on him since you were hiding it.

• “Amazing! What a talented and cool master I’m lucky to have!”
• He’s just impressed?? He thinks that you’re skillful and admirable and is probably confused you tried hiding it. He’d want to see all your performances. Part of it is just him wanting to flatter you honestly.


Hey, hola, bonjour !!, Im Mitchie and Im from Mexico. Im a 21 year old financial administration student. Im very excited to be here and this is the first time in a long time Im able to use Vee’s fc so im pumped up. Here’s a little info about her though. Come plot and don’t be afraid !!

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Tentoo + Rose Tyler + Protecting

au idea i guess

Okay so we have like every au variation of relationships between Pines family, but do we have the simplest one - the one when for some mystical I-have-no-idea-how reason twins are separated after birth and it’s just Ford taking care of Dipper and Stan taking care of Mabel (which is completely illogical because who the hell would give them children but let’s focus on the relationships it can create!).

Ford’s been alone for years and now he takes care of Dipper and tries to keep him away from supernatural, but supernatural is the only thing that Ford had left for so long and he isn’t able to just ditch it and after years of trying he gives up and returns to his miserable research and Dipper of course notices because he’s too smart to not notice something that big. And then suddenly Ford chases paranormal again, with Dipper, and they are discovering new things and travelling across the US and Canada and Ford is so impressed with his nephew’s acuity and he feels like he’s young again and loves him more and more every day. He totally forgets that Dipper is still a child, that he needs the care a child needs, he believes that Dipper can do most things on his own; and Dipper knows that Ford believes in him and loves it and tries so hard to be an adult he almost forgets himself that he’s a child. He never plays, he always reads serious books, he doesn’t have friends his age and he’s actually kind of afraid of other kids because they are so weird and unfamiliar and he somehow thinks about them with one-upmanship but sometimes he’s just confused. In Gravity Falls Ford and Dipper are just some weirdos from the house in the woods and Dipper knows that people tell stuff about them but he doesn’t care because Ford doesn’t seem to care so he just shouldn’t care either right these talking people are just some people who cares about them. They appear in the city very briefly and Dipper still can’t understand why Ford reacts so strangely when he sees this old homeless man. But maybe Ford just doesn’t like homeless. And Dipper sometimes sees this young happy nice man who works in so many places but he seems to be so lonely and maybe they even talk one or two times but not more because talking to people is so weird if they aren’t Ford and usually they don’t even understand what’s Dipper talking about. Besides he knows, he just knows that the only person he can truly trust is Ford. Ford who still seems to live in some weird fears, Ford who has nightmares almost every night (at least during the nights that he and Dipper travel and have a room together). And Dipper just lies there in silence and listens to Ford thrashing and mumbling and it’s sometimes “Fiddleford” and sometimes “Bill” and there are a lot, lot of “Stans” but Dipper doesn’t know who these people are and he doesn’t want to ask because it would just feel weird, acknowledging existence of the real problems. Dipper just knows that adults are supposed to deal with their problems alone, right? He doesn’t even tell Ford about his stupid nightmares anymore. And in those moments everything doesn’t feel good, but most of the time - most of the time it’s amazing and Dipper loves everything he learns and loves spending time with Ford and he doesn’t know why he sometimes feel regret.

Ford tries his best, he really does - he wants Dipper to be happy, he tries not to forget to sleep or to eat, he tries to organize his sleeping and eating schedule to work with Dipper, and he finally has someone he can share all his interests and all his knowledge and Dipper is his best friend. And Ford sometimes looks at him and sees Fiddleford and knows that there is absolutely no way to ever tell Dipper about Fiddleford or Bill or Stanley because it’s Dipper’s life and Dipper’s life is supposed to be supernatural and happy, not miserable and full of regrets as Ford’s life had been. He tries. He really does.

And then there are Mabel and Stan, in their poor neighborhood, barely making ends meet. They have their little room full of drawings and sweaters and Mabel sleeps on the sofa and Stan on the mattress and Stan earns little, but enough. And Mabel loves him with all her heart and tries to be as supportive as she can when the financial standing is worse than usual. All the streets around their flat are dirty and dark and unpleasant and Stan always drives Mabel to school and Mabel is with him at work almost every day after school and Stan does his best and Mabel just tries to make him smile time to time, staying in her corner and drawing or shaping or anything she can do at the moment. They share their jokes, they share their fun and at weekends they go on a walk and after work they play cards and Mabel knows all the gambling tricks. Sometimes Mabel has problems at school and she used to ask Stan for help, but he wasn’t very helpful and he always seemed so unhappy and guilty even whenever Mabel asks him for help, so she stops. She can deal with school on her own and she tries so hard even though she doesn’t enjoy most of it. She loves art, thought. And she knows that one day she would be an awesome artist and earn money for her and for Stan and they will live in a giant mansion and she tells him these stories sometimes and he just smiles because she surely will be the most wonderful artist.

And Stan has nightmares, a lot of them, but whenever Mabel notices she knows that she can just wake him up and say that she had a nightmare herself and then lie next to him and it’ll make him feel better. And Mabel has friends at school and Stan always tries to find time to drive her to their homes and make their meetings possible. Because Mabel is just a kid and she needs people her age. Being a kid is wonderful and Stan wants Mabel to be one as long as she wants to.

And then things happen and Stan loves Mabel so much, too much to keep her with him when it’s so bad and he knows that he has to deal with the fact that he had failed in taking care of another member of his family. Of his new, fantastic family that has kept him happy for so long.

And he can’t stand a thought that maybe he will never see her again and he does the most desperate thing he can do.

He calls his brother.

And the worst thing about having a twin brother you has argued with so long ago is that when he calls after all these years, you can’t just tell him to go fuck himself. So Ford takes Dipper and drives to meet his own twin brother and his only family member’s twin sister.

And he drives to this awful dark street and it’s so typical for Stanley to keep child in this dangerous environment and he parks near red Stanley’s car with bunch of goofy colorful stickers on it. And Ford doesn’t even know how to feel about it, but he just comes inside with Dipper, and Mabel and Stan are there and they all have the most awkward conversation to ever exist, but at least it doesn’t last too long. Ford agrees to take Mabel. And, of course, seeing his totally heartbroken brother biding his niece farewell he breaks and takes Stan, too. Then they almost don’t talk because there’s nothing to talk about. Stan and Mabel will just live in “the Shack”, in their own room, it’s almost like they won’t exist for Dipper and Ford.

But it’s of course much more complicated than that.

And Ford and Stan aren’t ready to live around each other again and they feel this in every inch of their bodies and they both feel so awful about this situation. And Stan can’t even imagine how it feels for Mabel, suddenly just leaving her friends behind in the sake of some little city in Oregon. And Ford has no idea how he can keep all his secrets to himself when there are suddenly so many people around. He isn’t used to having so many people around. And Dipper - Dipper just doesn’t understand anything and is afraid as hell of this new girl. And offended, because why had Ford never told him about this all twins thing? Had Ford thought that Dipper isn’t old enough for it? Because he obviously is. And how can Ford even do this, letting Mabel and Stan live in “the Shack”, when Dipper and Ford have so many important secrets to keep from the world. And they can’t trust them. They can only trust each other. And why is his twin sister so childish? And why is she surprised that Dipper doesn’t like hugs?

And then somehow Bill appears and wants to use the situation, because he had waited for this sweet and how cute family reunion for so long.

About Satsuki and emotionless...

Regarding the whole “Satsuki was like an emotionless robot in episode 19 and didn’t even care about the fact that Ryuko was her sister”-discussion that it somehow still ongoing…

Now first of all it’s not like Satsuki was emotionless because she wanted to be, but rather she had no choice but to conceal her anxiety, rage and sadness behind a thick wall because Satsuki pulling a Ryuko and going on an emotional rampage was exactly what Ragyo would have loved to see and Satsuki would go through hell to make sure that Ragyo did not get what she desired.

But even though she tried so hard to not show any emotions, the moment Ragyo mentioned Ryuko and how she was her daughter Satsuki was trembling at the thought of Ryuko being the sister she thought she had lost:

And you can see very clearly how badly she tries to hold those feelings back, to stay the rock she has to be in front of her mother. 

It was also only after Ragyo mentioned Ryuko that Satsuki finally opened her mouth to actually speak to her mother after staying quiet and trying to ignore Ragyo’s mocking the whole time:

The gaze in her eyes while thinking of her sister is also filled with much pain unlike in the rest of the scene where she is just trying her best to look as indifferent as possible.

Not even when her mother went all crazy while raping and spanking her did she let her facade slip away, simply because her mother was only teasing her alone, without involving Ryuko:

And I imagine the reason why Satsuki doesn’t visibly react to her Mother raping her is probably related to her “my sand became concrete and was transformed into a skyscraper” speech she gave to Nonon in kindergarten, implying that she built an unbreakable skyscraper in her mind to stand firm whenever her mother touched and dominated over her, being able to “look down on any adult [Ragyo] even as a child” while standing on top of it. Sadly this would indeed mean that Ragyo started this shit from when she was merely five years old. 

So don’t confuse willpower with emotionless, because Satsuki survived the hell of a month without being broken by Pedomom through her strong resolve alone and she did actually show emotions even though she tried so hard to hold them back. Ryuko might be the heroine and was definitive an interesting and also understandable protagonist, but regarding depth and character development she stayed far behind Satsuki - who in the end, even after all those horrible things her mother did to her, didn’t insist on killing Ragyo (and thus revenging her father) herself but willingly letting Ryuko do it, being the first one to give up on her uniform in order to power-up Ryuko, just being satisfied that her sister was finally by her side again. 

This is at least my opinion on this matter. Don’t start a war ok?^^“