ship: always on your side

Like, i’m not saying that writing for villainous characters is difficult but - 

If you write villains as villains you are accused of: obviously endorsing every negative thing they do, glamorizing crime, normalizing abusive behaviours and being a generally bad person.

If you write villains as less villainous then you are accused of: ruining their character, erasing mental illness (more often than not), woobifying ‘bad’ people and being a generally boring person.

How can you win lmao?

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Happy 19th Birthday to someone who changed my life forever. No matter how long we go without speaking, I will always love you. And I know that if I ever truly needed you, you’d be there to help as best as you possibly could. And I’d do the same for you. I hope your birthday was as special as you deserved for it to be. Best wishes, love. <3 and good luck with all your future plans. I’m always here for you. Never forget that.

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Sheryl Crow - Always On Your Side ft. Sting

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Chloe: I know how much you’ve dreamt of having a bland, generic, mundane life. Being normal is higly overrated. And besides, it makes my whole sidekick role easier if you can bring super duper strength to the table.

I mean, not that we didn’t make a great team out there today and minus the whole part where I was kidnapped and you were shot.

It Was Just a Dream–Jean x Marco Drabble

Rating: T

Genres: Romance, one-shot, fluff, tragedy Synopsis: “It was only a nightmare. It’s all right, I’ll always be by your side.”

Warnings: Nightmares, spoilers, ship feels, fluff and angst

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A/N: My second Jean x Marco one-shot! Again, old, cheesy but I prefer it over the first one. I hope you enjoy♥️!

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“Wait…isn’t that…Marco?!”

Jean Kirstein looked down at the decaying body before him. He had wandered around the town all day helping clean out the remains of the non-survivors that unfortunately lost their lives to the unexpected Titan attack. He had hoped to soon find his best friend, Marco Bott, somewhere within the town alive and well. But after hours of just walking through the grim atmosphere, seeing the destruction and devastation surrounding him, he was able to find his best friend.

All that was left of him.

Marco laid there on the ground, completely motionless, lifeless…half of his upper body completed bitten off…

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Jean woke up. Sweat was dripping down his forehead. He could feel his heart pounding so fast he thought it would burst out of his chest at any second. He didn’t even realize tears were starting to stream down his face. The dream felt so real. Too real. He quickly sat up, and looked down at his side. Then a wave a relief fell over him.

Marco was laying there by his side, a warm smile on his face as he slept peacefully. Jean smiled slightly at his sleeping figure. He brushed some of his hair out of face. Marco slightly shifted in his sleep at the sudden touch. Jean, now feeling more relaxed, laid back down in the bed. He scooted closer towards him, wrapping his arm around his warm body. He held him as tight as he could, afraid that he would be gone in an instant if he were to let go. He didn’t want to imagine what it would be like without him, having to live his days without his best friend in the whole world. The thought of it was unbearable to even imagine. His eyes teared up once more as he held him close.

“Jean?” Marco murmured in a soothing voice.

Jean flinched at hearing Marco’s voice. He felt almost bad for waking him up.

“Jean, what’s the matter?” he cooed.

Jean shook his head, still holding onto Marco close as he buried his face in his pillow so he couldn’t see the tears streaming down his face. “It’s nothing…”

Marco was silent for a moment before he wrapped his own arm around him and pulled him close into a warm embrace. He ran his fingers through Jean’s hair, and immediately Jean felt relaxed. After what felt like a while, Marco used his free hand and took Jean’s hand into his. He looked into Jean’s eyes once more–he cold tell he was fighting hard to hold back his tears.

When Jean could see the worry in his eyes, he finally let his emotions get the better of him. “I…I had a dream that I…that I lost you…” His voice cracked as he spoke.

Marco squeezed Jean’s hand tighter as held him closer. “Jean, it’s okay. It was only a nightmare. I’m here now,” he murmured, giving him a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, Jean. I won’t leave your side. I’ll always be with you.”

Jean felt at ease within Marco’s warm embrace. Knowing he was truly there was enough to put his racing mind to rest. He listened to the soothing sound of his beating heart until they drifted off to sleep, their fingers still intertwined.

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Then he woke up.

The other side of his bed was empty, as it had always been. He was confused at first, but then he remembered it had always been like that since that day. Jean laid there on the bed, alone, looking at the ceiling.

It was just a dream. A dream he had wished was real.

Fin.

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Always On Your Side - Sheryl Crow

My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away
But every now and then you come to mind
Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game
But when your name was called, you found a place to hide
When you knew that I was always on your side

Well everything was easy then, so sweet and innocent
But your demons and your angels reappeared
Leavin’ all the traces of the man you thought you’d be
Leavin’ me with no place left to go from here
Leavin’ me so many questions all these years

But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are you left to wonder, all alone, eternally
This isn’t how it’s really meant to be
No it isn’t how it’s really meant to be

Well they say that love is in the air, but never is it clear, 
How to pull it close and make it stay
Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away
And I’m left to carry on and wonder why
Even through it all, I’m always on your side

But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are we left to wonder, all alone, eternally
But is this how it’s really meant to be
No is it how it’s really meant to be

Well if they say that love is in the air, never is it clear
How to pull it close and make it stay
If butterflies are free to fly, why do they fly away
Leavin’ me to carry on and wonder why
Was it you that kept me wondering through this life
When you know that I was always on your side 

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              “You know, Professor Fine said that human beings were insignificant and couldn’t be depended on. He obviously didn’t know  you  very well.”  

             ”You’ve been the best friend and ally I could have had,…“

            ” The important part is… you were the one person who believed  in me. I don’t know what I’d do without you, Chloe.“

All that sv has said to me in two last seasons can´t "compete ” with all I ´ve watched for  8 years. I believe that Chloe sullivan has been the person who the most  has inspired Clark as a hero. We all know  that the things chloe has done for her friend nobody else has done: beast, blank, sneeze, persona, bloodline, commencement, solitude,…

She always was there in worst and the best , when he was down or lost, when he felt discouraged, she inspired him , protecting him with her own life, she always had her hopes pinned on him…always reminding him who he was and what he is capable of doing…All my tumblr proving that. Please don´t waste your time tell me the opposite. we couldn´t see chloe looking Superman flying through the sky in serie finale I never forgive wirters for that unforgiveable omission. 

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For some reason, I love this song again.