this scene gave me my life

what really fucked my up about 13 reasons why was alex.

in the ambulance scene, when they say it was a 17 years old boy with a gunshot in the head, i thought it was clay, i thought it was justin, i thought it was bryce… but alex never occurred to me

and yet, he gave all the signs. the way that he talked about jessica being the only good thing in his life, the pool, the fact that he didn’t care about being beaten, that relationship with his father, he said he had no plans for the future, he wouldn’t mind to give all the truth away, the guilt…

it was all there. and yet, i didn’t see it. 

the show is about suicide. the show is about how we should be able to identify its signs. i was angry because none could see what hannah was going through and how they didn’t see it coming. and yet, i didn’t see it coming neither.

this fucks me up really hard.

My Future Wife, LeFou!

Originally posted by softtroublemaker

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Title: My Future Wife, LeFou!
Words: 2,456 
Pairing: GastonxReader
Warnings: Little Bit of Swearing
A/N: Oh dear god I can’t find any Gaston stories I like so I guess I’ll just write my fucking own I guess that’s the only way I’ll ever be happy so enjoy my Luke Evans thirst

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This week’s TM highlights:

  • Opens with a Very Dramatic nerf fight
  • “We can show someone googling themselves on the internet, right?” “Well, safe search.”
  • “First question is for Matt.” “Oh, god. Hi.”
  • Matt had Raishan’s next few rounds planned before Keyleth cast the spell.
  • If VM hadn’t gotten to Raishan when they did, Matt considered having her leave and just be out in the world, maybe reappearing in the next campaign.
  • Matt on Grog’s version of beat poetry: “You just… literally beat a poet.”
  • Raishan was Matt’s favorite Conclave member to portray because of all the non-combat interactions
  • Travis grills Liam on the Superbowl after learning he spent it at a vegan Mexican restaurant drinking a spicy margarita. Liam eventually manages to pull out the word “Patriots”.
  • “I fucked it up, god damn you, Andrew from Crit Role Stats!”
  • Vax has found his family, and it’s not Syldor. He’s not looking to get closer to his dad; to him, it’s a done deal and he’s moved on.
  • Travis: “Hahaha, I find myself hilarious.”
  • Sam shows up half an hour late. “Sorry I’m late… but it’s kind of my thing.”
  • Liam calls out Sam for making jokes about wanting one of their characters to die… and then constantly moping in the text thread in the week after Scanlan died
  • Sam’s made it through the first hour of 84 so far. “I mean, I watched the part where they were saving my life and crying about me.” He did actually get choked up over Grog’s song while he was watching it at work.
  • Liam points out that Sam is “the worst kind of foodie” and once critiqued a picture of the pancakes Liam made for his kids.
  • Sam: “I think it would be fun for one of us to die. I just don’t want it to be me!”
  • They show an extended scene from the episode (Grog’s offering) and when they cut back Travis is chin-handsing and batting his eyelashes while everyone else pretends to be asleep
  • Travis gave a lot of thought to how Scanlan’s permadeath would’ve affected Grog. “Pike and Scanlan would be the two things that would just crumble him.” He spent the whole week thinking about Grog’s contribution to the ritual and practiced what he’d say whenever he had quiet moments.
  • If it had failed, Grog might’ve tried the deck.
  • Someone asks if Vax would’ve jumped in on the ritual if Kaylie hadn’t: Liam thinks Vex is closer to Scanlan than Vax is, so if Kaylie hadn’t stepped in, much as he cares about him, Vax still likely wouldn’t have stepped in because he didn’t think Scanlan would’ve answered his call.
  • Sam had no complicated list of demands to get Scanlan back, just how he thought it could or should go
  • Travis was prepared for the possibility of losing the knuckles and the belt. “He was my friend before that.”
  • “If the beard is unattuned–” “That is an amazing sentence.”
  • Scanlan will probably rethink his approach to combat, but Sam isn’t quite sure how that’s going to shake out yet
  • Talks Machina: It’s About Scientology
  • Matt re: the ashes: “Some things are just journeys in learning to trust occasionally…”
  • Matt suggests a post-mortem Talks Machina episode on the entire Conclave arc
  • Critical Role is going to WonderCon this year
  • Grog considers himself a talented magician and the cleverest tactician (Liam: “Sometimes that’s true.”)
  • If the group had gone through Scanlan’s stuff: “It would’ve mostly been weird smut.”
  • Everyone points out that they don’t know enough in-character to feel they should do more than just keep an eye on Scanlan for now
  • Travis on Groon v2: “I’M FUCKING STOKED! …I’m really excited.”
  • Sam doesn’t know how Scanlan was left at the end of the episode, and everyone tells him to not watch the rest of the episode so he can just find out live (”…something about pudding? I saw some strange fanart that I don’t know how to…” “Don’t worry about it.”)

After Dark: the site was down again (verrrrrry glad I’m on a free trial here, because that’s two weeks in a row), but @loquaciousquark recorded all but the first few minutes of it live and sent me the video file right after it was done, because she is magical that way.

  • The armor Matt wears in the opening is the armor he wore in Mythica
  • Sam wants to recreate Hot Pepper Gaming with Liam on their podcast. Travis wants to be the live studio audience.
  • Everyone discusses their various and sundry bizarre live-action turns. Expect to see people digging up clips on all social media in the next few weeks.
  • Sam jokes about a political arc following the Chroma Conclave. “Grog could be Speaker of the House.” Brian: “Grog has a higher intelligence than the real Speaker of the House.”
  • Liam’s son ran a little D&D game for him that ended with the reveal that he was making it all up as he went, which Liam figures is pretty much how D&D is supposed to go.
  • Grog was definitely taken aback by Vax’s sincerity—when playing Grog, Travis is constantly trying to find the joke in things, and Vax’s words were so genuine that Travis got emotional and kind of shut down and had nothing to reply with, which he figures is exactly how Grog would respond.
  • Kima and Allura probably would’ve survived, just because Allura had eight hours of water-breathing at her disposal, but it would’ve taken a long time before they managed to get back home (a Gilligan’s Island-type setup).
  • Brian goes around shaking everyone’s hands, but Travis grabs him and yanks him down with him, and then the crew starts firing nerf darts at them to end the episode.
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“Amongst the weeds, new flowers would bloom.”Chapter 16: Where Flowers Have Light To Bloom

Long-forgotten reylo pieces in my folder, contributions for The Descendants by WaterlilyRose. That story really got me so emotional! I’ve been feeling guilty being unable to find time to draw new reylo art. But I realize I still have thousands of unfinished reylo art waiting for me.

bonus

This scene is the first time she gave him a sunshine smile, and I swear to god I’d never felt so related to kylo ren.

dreamingpink  asked:

can i talk about Pearl for a second? bc even tho i haven't watched su in a while, this bothers me sm whenever i think about it. ever since rose's scabbard, i was so shocked at pearl for 100% willing to let steven die, and not helping him when he barely keeps himself from falling. i was really, really hoping pearl would improve in her behavior and apologize for her actions, so i didn't dislike her too much at the time. i gave her the benefit of the doubt. she hasn't changed much at all has she?

the glare alone she gives him was chilling to me,

what this glare said to me was just “i hate you you ruined my perfect world with your existence”

but that’s just my onion someone could read it a different way too ig but the inexcusable part is the next scene,where only after he plummets down after missing the ledge does she show any concern for his life (or roses gem oops) luckily Steven was able to grab on to the roots and save himself from DYING, but them she just LOOKS at him from the top of the island for like 2 seconds and goes back to crying about rose. Steven could have fallen at any point when he was climbing and pearl just, didn’t care?? she was facing the opposite direction of him on the other side of the island the next time we see her???

like wtf  the worst part was when he climbs up to the top and shes just like

“hm, so anyway do you have any of roses memories? :/”

and bombards us with never before seen interaction with rose and pearl it kinda feels like they’re dangling keys in front of the viewers face to distract us from how shitty pearl has been the whole episode and manipulate us into sympathizing with her or something.

idk this whole scene in a mess in retrospect. And to answer ur question no she hasn’t changed much, if anything shes gotten worse

fukurodaniace  asked:

I have to ask - top 5 Bokuto moments!! :D

top 5 bokuto moments bc hes my son and i love your account 💕💕

THE TIME HAS COME. I’m overwhelmed because doing a top 5 for my favorite character is possibly the most difficult thing ever. There are so many things, so many moments, everything he does it’s so important to me…but somehow I have to choose. In this case too, I decided to NOT use scenes from the manga that would spoil the non-readers…but we’ll have to update this as soon as Cats vs Owls airs! 

1. His speech to Tsukishima. Probably the most famous speech in the whole Haikyuu series, for sure it’s my favorite. This is the essence of who Bokuto is as a person, of how self aware he is, how hard he works, how he sees the world. Bokuto with this single speech changed EVERYTHING for Tsukishima, he gave away a life changing lesson, just for the sake of helping a kid who’s not even his kouhai. He just has the biggest heart of gold ever. 

2. When he taught Hinata the feint. Or the moment Bokuto chose Hinata to be his son disciple. This is another example of how Bokuto goes out of his way to make other people improve, no matter that this very person managed to turn this attack against his own team. When it comes to Hinata, Bokuto is always immensely proud, their relationship is honestly one of the purest thing ever happened in Haikyuu history 

3. When he recovered from the dejected mode. This spike is frankly breathtaking. This was such a delicate moment from Bokuto, and everything from the set up, to the support of all the Fukurodani members, to the ear-splitting sound it made, to Bokuto’s scream and his expression right after, to Akaashi’s petty smirk…is just…ICONIC. 

4. Every time he hits a cross spike my soul just leaves my body and ascends. He’s just so majestic. *cough* chapter 195 of the manga *cough* 

5. HEY HEY HEY™ (yes every single one of them)

Originally posted by randomyelly

- bonus: BOKUTO’S GLORIOUS BUM #BLESSED

Originally posted by bokutoisbae

There are so many things I want to say about him, but I’ll just state the obvious once more: BOKUTO KOUTAROU, I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK 

Thank you for your message!

Ask me my top 5 things!

Evan Peters- Liar

Word Count: 2035

Warning: heart break, cussing, and my weird writing.

A/N: I don’t really watch Evan Peters interviews and such , so I’m sorry if this isn’t the way he’ll act.
——––——–—–—–—–
Flashback
Calm down Y/N. You’ll be okay. You are gonna live your dream! He’ll be happy. You’ll come back. At least you’re at home and no-

I snapped out of thought when Evan tapped my shoulder.

“Are you okay babe?” Evan said to me

I looked at him and gave a light smile.

“Of course I am!” I said

“You looked scared.” He said with a frown, “Are you sure?”

“A little bit. I’m just have to tell you something.” I said putting my head down.

He grabbed my hands, “You can tell me anything and you know that.”

“Okay…” I took a deep breath, “I got the job I wanted.”

I looked up to see him smiling.

“That’s great ne-” I cut Evan off.

“It’s in England.” I said looking down.

He tried to speak words, but nothing came out.

“I’m sorry Evan…” I said on the verge of tears.

“Hey…” he said quietly, “Don’t cry. We’ll see each other soon. I can visit.” He said lifting my face up with a finger. He kissed me lightly.

“It’ll be alright…”

END OF THE FUCKING FLASHBACK BITCHES

“It’ll be alright” was the only thing floating through my mind.

“Liar…” I said as I looked at the photo.

It was him and his co-worker, Emma, kissing.

“THAT FUCKING LIAR!” I screamed as I flung a paint brush across the room.

How could he. How could he do that to me. I thought he was the one! The one who wouldn’t hurt me.

I’m wrong.

I grabbed a canvas out of a box and painted my heart out.

All I could do was paint. All I could think of was the hurt and pain running through me.

I was crying as I painted. All the colors I used expressed my emotions. Each brush stroke expressed my pain. How they were shades of blue and maroon with rough and jagged strokes.
(A/N: I think that expresses sadness and anger.)

In the end it was an abstract painting of a girl  on her knees crying, ripping her chest open to reveal her broken heart. Her head was tilted back and her long hair was so jagged, but it flowed down.

I smiled weakly as I signed my name. I felt a bit better, but a hole was still in my chest. I felt nothing there. Where is used to feel a pulse. Now I feel nothing there. It hurt.

I checked the time.
3:00 am.
(A/N: I don’t know how to convert it.)

I just took off my clothes and slept. I was drained emotionally and physically.

-Le Next Day-

I woke up with a knock on my apartment, or flat is what they say here, door.

I got up an-

“I’m leaving today!” I said

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!

I ran to a suitcase and grabbed a shirt and sweats. I got in the restroom and did stuff.

Someone was knocking.

“THE DOOR!” I yelled with my toothbrush in my mouth. I ran to it and opened it.

“Ms. Y/L/N your ride is ready to leave.” The man said in a very thick British accent, that sounded a bit like Matthew Lewis.

“I will be down in three minutes.” I said trying to smile with a toothbrush in my mouth.

“Will you need help?” The man said.

“Yes please, but not my green bag.” I said calmly.

“Yes ma'am.” He said with a smile.

I went back to the restroom and rinsed my mouth. I packed up my toiletries, and started to think.

Where am I going to stay? I’m not going back home. I need a plan.

Maybe Y/F/N will be able to let me stay at their place.

Or you can confront him!

No little voice. I will not confront that asshole.

Fine! Suit yourself.

I’m going crazy aren’t I?

Yes. You are talking to yourself.

Maybe that little voice is right. Maybe I should talk to him. Maybe it wasn’t what I thought of. Also that I need to get checked for any mental disorders.

“Ma'am. The car is ready and so are your luggage.” The man said.

I snapped my head to him.

“Thank you.” I smiled at him politely, “I will be out.”

He nodded and left.

Time to stop thinking and relax for an hours now.

-Time Skip brought by Jimmy Dean-

So that was a lie about not thinking. I thought a lot.

About life decisions and a lot about Evan.

Was he worth my tears?

I shook the thought of my head.

WAIT!

Who’s picking me up?

I got my carry on from the over head compartment, and exited the plane wearily. I went to baggage claim and got my bags. The others are going to be shipped to my house. Well our house.

I sighed I turned my phone on. Should of down that earlier. Whelp!

It took a couple minutes for it to turn on, but soon all the notifications came in.

Twitter.

Instagram.

Facebook.

One from MySpace.

19 missed phone calls and 20 messages from him.

I texted F/N to pick me up. Even if Evan came I won’t go with that asshat.

She said she’ll be there in 46 minutes because she lived close by and no traffic.

I went to sit and relaxed.

I went to my texts and said, “We are over. Don’t look for me. Don’t speak to me. We are over.”

My fingers hovered over the send button. I breathed in and hit send. It’s over. Time down the drain.
(A/N: Even my heart is hurting writing this.)

I stare at my phone noticing all these notifications. Mostly Twitter, so my curious mind decided to check.

So many people were bashing Evans and Emma. Whelp. Serves them right.

Some people say I deserved it and they saw it coming. Those soggy ass waffles.

I decided to respond.

“If I couldn’t see it coming then… How would you?” I tweeted.
(A/N: Cringe)

I turned off all notifications except my essentials. Messaging and phone calls. I just muted Evan. Simple.

Break down again! It’s healthy.

Not this again.

You made me up. This is you. I’m telling you what you tell your friends. You even say it’s good advice, so why not take it.

Because I don’t want to cry anymore!

I said to the little voice with an annoyed expression.

I got my earbuds out and decided to try and relax.

I put my Spotify songs on shuffle and let relaxation take over me.

I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match

Great.” I mumbled to myself taking a deep breath.

What a catch, what a catch
Whoa
You’ll never catch us
So just let me be
Said I’ll be fine
‘Till the hospital or American Embassy
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
They say the captain
Goes down with the ship
So, when the world ends
Will God go down with it?
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
I will never end up like him
Behind my back, I already am
Keep a calendar
This way you will always know
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won’t find out what I know
You were the last good thing
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we’re goin’ down swinging
Dance, dance, we’re falling apart to halftime
Dance, dance, and these are the lives you’d love to lead
Dance, this is the way they’d love
If they knew how misery loved me
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren’t so great
He tastes like you, only sweeter
Growing up, growing up
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch

I remained at the airport till my friend picked me up. I trusted them with my life, and sometimes I shouldn’t.

They took me in and they gave me everything I needed. They were great, but what lingered on my mind was.

Evan…

-Time Skip: A week-

I opened the door and saw him. Why is he here!? I was about to close it, but he put his foot in the way.

“Y/N. Hear me out.”  I heard her voice say softly.

I nodded slowly unsure of what to say because if I did this would be a shit show.

“The article isn’t true.” He said to me, “We were going out to lunch together after a shoot with the cast. I was whispering something in her ear because I didn’t want others to hear, of course. They photoshopped to make us look like we were kissing. I swear. I would never hurt you. You make me so happy! You make me the happiest man!” He used small hand gestures. I looked in her eyes to see if he was lying, but he wasn’t, “I love everything about you. From how your hair smells to how sweet you are! I would never ever hurt you like this. I promised you.” He said with his voice cracking in the end.

“You really didn’t do any of it?” I said quietly.

He lightly grabbed my face.

I hesitated, but I grabbed one of his hands lightly.

“I would never lie to you for something this huge. Without you I don’t feel whole. I don’t feel me without knowing I can’t protect you. It hurts knowing I hurt you. It even hurts going home because I know you aren’t there.” He said looking me in the eye.

He really wasn’t lying.

You miss him. Go to him.

At this moment I didn’t hate this voice. It was right.

“I love you.” I said hugging him.

He hugged back almost instantly.

I pulled back and dragged him into the house.

Then I started thinking as I locked the door.

I turned back to him.

“What did you say to her?” I said to him.

He blushed.

Now it was his turn. He hesitated.

“I told her that I-I wa-wanted to m-marry you.” He said very nervously.

My eyes widened, but I smiled.

“You want to marry me?” I said sheepishly with a blush evident on my face.

“I still do.” He said confidently.

“Is that offer still up?” I said rubbing my arm.

I just got him back and I’m asking him to basically marry me.

He smiled widely and got down on one knee.

“Will you Y/N Y/L/N become my partner-in-crime for life, even in the afterlife?” He said pulling a a black box out with a beautiful ring inside.
(A/N: Imagine the ring because I don’t know your style at all.)

“Yes!” I said jumping on him.

I smashed my lips on him and he smiled into it. This kiss was a kiss that made up all the lost time.

He was my world. He made me so happy. His personality made me smile, and his looks made me smirk.

He was mine and I love him.
———-
A/N:
The next part will involve some naughty things.

jeemyjamz  asked:

I was wondering if you could write a fic (inspired by the Extra gum commercial) where for every momentous event that happened in their life (First meet, first kiss, etc), Jughead writes about his feelings about her and he compiles all his little notes until the end where he gives it to Betty before proposing to her Ps. if you could have it where Jughead includes his proposal note for Betty to read before he actually proposes to her, I'll probably die from the feels

Ah! Sorry this took so long, I loved the idea so much but I wasn’t sure how I wanted to execute it so I hope it does this amazing request justice!

A/N: I wasn’t sure of when they first met in canon, so I just made something up. Sorry if it’s totally wrong lol. Also, I referenced a fic I wrote about their first date so you can find that here. Hope you like it @jeemyjamz!!!

Betty stepped into Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe expecting to find Jughead waiting for her in the same booth they had been meeting at since they were kids. Instead, she found the entire restaurant decorated the way it had been on their first date nearly ten years ago, twinkle lights and candles illuminating the entire room in a beautiful white light that made everything glow.

“Juggie?” Betty called out to the empty restaurant, scanning the room from one end to the other for any sign of him and realizing that he was nowhere to be found. In fact, it looked as though there was no one working in the kitchen or behind the counter either. She was completely alone. And it was starting to make her nervous.

“Okay, don’t freak out, you’re fine,” Betty muttered to herself, shrugging off her jacket and tossing it into a booth next to her. But instead of landing in the booth, the long black coat missed the seat completely and landed into a heap on the floor. Frustrated, Betty bent down to retrieve it when she noticed markings on the tile that hadn’t been there the previous day. “What’s this?”

Betty leaned forward to find that a line of arrows were drawn in thick black marker all along the tiled floor. Curious, Betty followed their lead until she ended up standing in front of the same booth she had thought she would find Jughead when she first entered the restaurant. But instead of her boyfriend, she found a thick, leather-bound journal waiting for her on the table. Picking it up, she noticed the sticky note stuck to the cover and smiled to herself, reading the words slowly as she took in the familiar slant of Jughead’s handwriting.

“Betty Cooper, if you weren’t such as grade-A super sleuth, I wouldn’t have trusted you to find this - but luckily for me, you’re a much better detective than I ever was so I suspect you have found the journal and are reading this note right now. I guess I should tell you that I’m giving this to you because I’ve been writing in this book since I was ten-years-old and every single entry is a memory of our time together. I’ve marked the ones of the most interest and am hoping that you will read them and not think less of me. Once you’ve reached the last page and you have followed the directions, you will find me waiting for you. Have fun traveling down memory lane. See you on the other side.”

Taking a deep breath, Betty opened to the first marked page and began to read. 

The First Day of Kindergarten (Age 5)

This is the day I first met you. I saw your parents dropping you off in the classroom and remember thinking that you had the shiniest blonde hair I had ever seen. All I could think about the entire day - during nap time and recess and snack - was running up to you and pulling on that curly blonde ponytail of yours. So I did. And while most of the girls in our class would have cried or screamed or thrown blocks at my head, you simply turned around, smiled that sweet smile of yours, and said, “Hi. I’m Betty Cooper. If you want, you can sit with me on the carpet during circle time. I’ll even let you touch my ponytail. All you have to do is ask.” I couldn’t believe it. A five-year-old with better manners than most of the adults in my life. My mind couldn’t fully grasp it, and I knew, even if I didn’t fully understand it at the time, that my entire world was about to change. So once I learned how to write in complete sentences without fully botching the grammar - that’s when I started this journal for you. A journal of all the times you changed my life. A journal of how my world continues to change everyday because of you.

Betty flipped to the next page and immediately noticed that the handwriting had changed. These were the entries that he had written when he was a kid. And they were addressed to her.

The Day You Let Me Sit On Your Swing Set (Age 10)

I spent most of the day crying. My dad’s drinking again. He’s so angry at mom and Jellybean is scared and I just needed to get away from them. So I took Jellybean and we just kept walking until we found ourselves in front of your house. You saw us and without saying a word, you led us into your backyard. You got Jellybean a popsicle because you saw that she was sad, and then we just sat on your swing set thinking of silly names to call the birds landing in your yard until your mom came home. It made be feel a little better. That was really nice of you and I’ll never forget it.

The Day of the Middle School Dance (Age 13)

I hate participating in school sanctioned-activities. I would rather stick a dozen pins in my eyes and beat them down with a hammer than be seen in a ridiculous suit and tie, parading through the cheaply-decorated school gym like I’m oblivious to the way everyone is looking at me like I’m the scum of the Earth but talk to me anyway because I’m friends with Archie. But anyway, I saw you sitting on the curb outside of the school, looking down at your shoes like there was a piece of gum stuck on the bottom. (But there wasn’t, I remember checking when you lifted your feet off the ground so Reggie wouldn’t run over them with his skateboard). So I sat next to you and asked you why you were sad. You said you didn’t want to talk about it, but I could see you staring at Archie from across the parking lot and I knew you were sad he didn’t ask you to the dance. I knew how badly you wanted to go. So I asked you to come to the dance with me instead. To my surprise you said yes. And we had a good time. And I think that if you wanted me to ask you to another dance, I would do it. Because I think you look really pretty in a dress. (Well, I always think you look pretty). But seeing you in a dress was different somehow. It made my heart beat really fast. And I think I liked how that felt.

The Day of Our First Kiss (Age 16)

Something has changed between us. Something I could never put into words. Something that, if I even tried to say it out loud, I would never be able to explain it in a way that would do it justice. So I climbed into your bedroom to see if you were alright after visiting Polly and I wanted to make you feel like everything was going to be okay. I wanted you to know that things had changed and you could count on me to be there for you. So I kissed you. And it was like a weight being lifted off my chest and I could finally breathe again. It felt so natural. It felt like I was meant to kiss you like that everyday for the rest of forever. And who knows, maybe I will. Although, let’s face it - we both know I’m not lucky enough to deserve that - to deserve you. I never have been.

The Day I Told You I Loved You (Age 17)

Today was the best and worst day of my life. My father’s funeral felt like it lasted an entire lifetime. It was cold and wet and gave every indication that it was recreated from a scene straight out of a Poe novel. But you were right by my side the entire time and it made it (almost) bearable to be standing there watching him get lowered into the ground. You held me when I cried. You pulled me away when I let my anger get the better of me and punched my hand through the stained glass window of the church. And when you were wrapping the bandage around my wound I felt this voice screaming at me - you have to tell her. You have to tell her before it’s too late because too late might be tomorrow and life is just too short to waste any moments. So I told you. I told you and you smiled and you said it back. And I cried again because I didn’t think anyone could ever love me like that. But you do. And I know I don’t deserve it, but I will never take it for granted.

The Day You Left Riverdale (Age 19)

I should hate you. I should be glad you’re gone and hope you never step foot on this godforsaken town’s soil ever again. I should want to wish the worst for you and hope you never succeed in anything you do. But I’m not the person I would have been if I had never met you. You changed me. So I can’t hate you. I’m too in love with you to hate you. And it kills me to write this so bluntly, but there’s no other way to put it - This sucks. And it’s you’re fault.

The Day You Came Back (Age 23)

The moment you stepped into my office, I knew I had to be having one of those hallucinations one gets when they’re stuck in the desert for days without food or water. You couldn’t be real. You couldn’t be walking towards me with your hair pulled back and your face even more beautiful than I remembered. But there you were. You were you. And I was me. And I had so much to say. So much you needed to know. But instead, I took a step towards you, and you looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes and I realized that I couldn’t stand another second of not touching you. So I took your face in my hands and I kissed you and suddenly we didn’t need words. We just needed each other. And that was enough.

Betty wiped the tears from her eyes and turned to the next page. “Flip to the last page and close your eyes,” the words read, causing Betty’s head to swim with so many thoughts and emotions she couldn’t even begin to comprehend.

Doing as the journal instructed, she skipped to the very last page and shut her eyes before she could read what was written. She could hear faint footsteps coming towards her and her palms began to sweat as she clutched the journal with both hands.

“Open your eyes and look at the journal.” Jughead’s voice made her heart skip a beat as she slowly did as she was told and lifted the book to read the title of the last journal entry.

The Day I asked You To Marry Me (Age 25)

…To Be Continued

Betty’s heart stopped as she dropped the journal onto the floor and looked down to see the boy she had loved for so many years, kneeling before her with a velvet ring box in his hand.

“Bets, there are a thousand eloquent speeches I could have written to express how much you mean to me, but I don’t think we need the fancy words or heartfelt soliloquies anymore,” Jughead began, his hand shaking ever so slightly as he held the box out in front of him for her to see. “I think that all I need to say to you is this. I’ve been in love with you since the very first entry in that journal. I didn’t know what it meant at the time, but I think the fact that I felt the need to start it in the first place is proof enough. You’re my world, Betty Cooper, and I want to be able to fill a hundred more journals just like this one with every memory that we share together for the rest of time. Will you marry me?”

In that moment, every memory she had of Jughead flashed across her mind just like the pages in his journal. The boy who loved playing with her ponytail, the boy who needed a swing to swing on and a friend to watch birds with when he was feeling sad, the boy who could tell when she was sad and needed someone to go to the dance with, the boy who lit up her world like twinkle lights and decorative candles illuminating Pop’s. She had spent most of her life with this boy - this man - kneeling in front of her and she wanted to spend everyday that came next, right by his side.

Without a word, Betty took the journal from his hands and lunged for the pen on the counter, her hand shaking as she wrote furiously in the journal. Jughead’s throat closed up as he watched in anticipation, waiting for the girl he loved to answer the most important question he had ever asked in his entire life. Betty turned the journal so he could read it and he stood from his kneeling position to scoop her up into his arms, tossing the journal onto the floor so that it slid across the tile and revealed Betty’s words to the empty diner.

She said yes.

I am done with being okay with Twin Suns

Like the title says, I’m done with denying my hate of the “Twin Suns” episode of Star Wars Rebels. (This isn’t meant to attack people who do like it- I just need to vent.)

For the longest time after Twin Suns aired, I told myself I liked the episode, the direction they took it in, and the ending they gave us for Maul. But honestly it was just the only way I could deal with it at the time; if I acknowledged all the things I felt was wrong with it, it wouldn’t make me feel any better, and it would only serve to amplify my sadness and regret at Maul’s death. I didn’t want to dwell on a negative thing I couldn’t change. But I’ve got to admit how I really feel about it, it’s eating me up inside.

For an episode that “wraps up” Maul’s story and his life, he only has 5 minutes worth of scenes, including the parts where he’s just a disembodied voice harrassing Ezra (which I thought was not believable anyways since Maul, while not above using Ezra, genuinely cared about the blueberry and wouldn’t intentionally torment him.)

Now I love Ezra as much as the next fan, but he had way too many scenes in this episode and most of them were of him travelling across Tatooine. Why couldn’t he and Maul have had more scenes talking to Obi-Wan and less scenes of sand?? It’s just not believable that he meets Kenobi and asks 2 questions then is forced to leave. He (AND MAUL) spent too much time searching for old Ben to only get less than 2 minutes of interactions with him.

I realize now that there are definitely more Kenobi fans than Maul fans in the writer’s room at Lucasfilm because Maul’s entire death was more about Obi-Wan’s feelings and Obi-Wans character development than anything else. We get to see the emotional aftermath of the battle and Obi-Wan gazing over the horizon at Luke. We were never intimately shown Maul’s struggle of longing for a purpose, clinging to the past, and the results of his horrific upbringing. The episode is framed in a way where Maul is the obvious “villain” and we don’t get a chance to sympathize with him except for at the very end.  

But the part that dissatisfied me the most was the discussion between Maul and Obi-Wan before the battle. There were so many things that could have (needed to) be said and yet the two of them just fell back into insulting eachother for a while before fighting. There was nothing new about this interaction between them and Maul’s dialogue could have been ripped straight from a Clone Wars episode. The lines were uninspired and it was lazy writing, and showed none of the changes or character development Maul’s been through in the last 15 years.

They made such a build-up the entire season about Maul wanting to find Obi-Wan, and they even purposely left Maul’s goal ambiguous, which led us to believe that Maul could have a different reason for wanting to find Kenobi. Why would they tease us with all the possibilities all season long to just give us literally the most uninspired and predictable ending ever? Maul said he wanted “hope” when opening the holocrons with Ezra- how does that even fit in with what we were given in Twin Suns?? We as viewers can rationalize this by saying he ultimately finds hope in the chosen one defeating Palpatine- but why would Maul himself say there’s “hope” in killing Obi-Wan?

Also don’t get me started on all the things that were cut from this episode. There was supposed to be a scene where Maul is hallucinating and talking to Savage (which would have been so powerful and emotional) and they cut it because “not enough viewers would know who Savage was”– are you kidding me?? Maul already told Ezra in Twilight of the Apprentice that he had a brother, so the audience is aware of that- but I bet most of the viewers have watched the Clone Wars anyways.

So they cut out a potentially beautiful scene of Maul coming to terms with Savage’s death and replaced it with Ezra’s “Saturday morning special” lesson at the end where they all basically go “Ohana means family”?  A lesson that Ezra has already learned time and time again?

Anyways. There’s my rant. I recognize that many people are going to disagree with me and that’s okay. The point is I feel a little freer knowing I don’t have to accept Maul’s death like a “good little fangirl” and enthusiastically gobble up every single piece of lazy writing Filoni throws at us… It’s okay to not like something the writers did even though you like Star Wars as a whole. I feel better now.

My North Star (pt 9)

Originally posted by chimchams

A/N: Thank you to all the readers who have requested part nine. Some of you guys have even checked up on me to make sure I was feeling well since I haven’t updated the series in such a long time. I’ve just had a lot going on in my life personally and academically and life’s been kind of shitty. But I’m glad to write more for you guys! Let me know what you think. Do you want part 10?

Genre: ok this part is just straight up angst not going to lie.

Pairing: Jin x Reader

Summary: you were in love with your best friend, the one constant in your life. But what happens when the new girls comes along? And a new man aims to win your heart. 

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

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Are Lemony’s memories of his chilhood incorrect?

“All the Wrong Questions” tells us all about the times young Lemony Snicket got things wrong… except he really didn’t. He was right about Ellington being a liar, about Hangfire being a villain, about the Bombinating Beast being central to his plot. The only parts of the plot he truly got wrong concern Kit and his family in general, and the way they relate to the VFD organization.

But what if Lemony’s misinterpretations extended even further? What if the series hid something even more ominous, more sinister, of which Lemony only got a glimpse?

We will argue (after the cut) that Lemony suffered a form of trauma during his early chilhood, which eventually caused him to exhibit symptoms of False Memory Syndrome (FMS) as a coping mechanism. This syndrom eventually damaged his relationships in later life. Simply put: Lemony’s memories of his family life prior to his VFD apprenticeship are completely wrong.

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Naruto Week 2017: Day 02

// Favorite Quotes:

“Flowers can only wilt in a world without light.” -Konan to Tobi

I just loved the way in which Konan used a flower analogy to describe Tobi’s darkness. It’s a quote that definitely won my heart in this series.

“Overcome your limits, fearlessly take a giant leap forward.” -Neji to Hinata

Neji and Hinata’s relationship always reminded me of a sibling-like bond. He constantly helped her train and gave her motivation to catch up to her loved one. Even after his death, she still kept him in her thoughts and used his advice (this quote) to finally perfect the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms technique. While watching this scene, I realized this advice can even apply to hardships and doubts in our every day life. :)

I want to talk about last night’s episode for a moment and how I really felt Alec’s pain when he talked about the homophobia that occurs within the Shadowhunter community.

That scene really resonated within me. I relate to Alec more than anyone can ever understand. Here we have a young man who believes that just because he liked boys, there was something wrong with him. That nobody would love him the way he wants to be loved. He thought just because he was gay and living in a homophobic society he could never have what he truly wanted and thinks he’s meant to be alone for the rest of his life.

That scene gave me heart pains because I related to that so much. Being pansexual and living with homophobic family members (my mom isn’t too bad. She just doesn’t accept me for who I am) is really hard on me. I purposely close myself off because I feel that if I do, then I can’t get hurt by anyone but at the same time I’m doing myself damage just by shutting off my emotions. I feel lonely and much like alike, I feel that I’m not good enough for anyone and that I’m not allowed to have what I want. And this hurts. This scene made me feel both happy that I could relate to Alec and sad because it was like watching myself on screen.

The way Magnus speaks to Alec makes me want the same thing. I want someone who will look at me and speak to me like I’m no different from anybody else. I want someone who will understand me and take their time with me because if I can be honest for a moment, I have a lot of problems. Physical and mental and emotional. I want someone to be patient and understanding of why I am the way I am just like Magnus is patient and understanding with Alec. Unlike Alec, I don’t think I’ll ever have this. I truly am meant to be alone for the rest of my life. Seeing this scene made me open my eyes and realize that now.

Sorry for rambling. That scene just made me real emotional and I related to it more than I wanted to.

Evan Raditya Pratomo x Ghost In The Shell ▲ part 1


Several days ago, Paramount Pictures team allowed me to share one of two images I made for the upcoming @ghostintheshell movie to be released on the 31st of March, 2017.


May 2016 was the month when Paramount Pictures invited me to be involved in the “Ghost In The Shell” (GITS) project, and conjointly welcomed several other artists from different countries around the world to assemble together in Wellington, New Zealand. 


They wowed us with the chance they gave us to observe the shooting of some scenes, meet with the production team, take a look at GITS concept arts and props like Geisha’s head, guns, and vehicles. Finally, on the last day, they took us to Weta Workshop. 



GHOSTDIVE

Like the two ends of a magnet, so are Major and Batou from Section 9. They are the two main characters with the strongest bond in the GITS realm. In fact, there are several interesting reasons and outlooks on life from GITS perspective that impelled me to decide to coalesce the element of water into both of my pieces and name this opus “Ghostdive”.


The first doodle in my sketchbook while I was present at the filming location in Wellington, immediately became the idea behind this piece. One thing that crossed my mind at that point was, “I should make it like a cutting edge movie poster with the impression of being a manga cover.”

02x07

so i’ve just finished rewatching the episode after sleeping for like maybe 3 hours
i still have very mixed feelings about this episode because it was full of amazing moments that i loved a lot, it was also horrible in very moments and i am still bitter about this but i tried to limit my complaining at this point… i’ve been ranting for like 3 or 4 hours on tumblr with people and i’m just so tired about this

- alec complaining about the name of the sushi was so adorable
i love matt and harry for including this little interaction between alec and magnus. malec is so domestic

- magnus looked so surprised when alec bought him a present. it actually broke my heart. i’ve been suspecting nobody really cared enough to buy him anything for too long. magnus deserves everything that is good in this world and i am so happy that he found alec who is making effort and fighting for their relationship

- ‘you continue to surprise me’ is such a lovely parallel to the scene from 01x12. magnus is genuinly surprised that someone is doing so much just for him (oh is that my heart in pieces again)

- magnus casually name dropping casanova gave me life. alec’s reaction was adorable ‘seriously magnus… i’m trying here don’t be like this let me live’ haha

- malec’s makeout session on the balcony was just so casual and so soft and i am in love with this (and i am not gonna complain again about the fact that they cut out SO MUCH from this scene ugh)
and when alec gets a message, magnus is touching his lips… again. it’s like he can still taste alec’s lips on his own. it’s like he just wants to remind himself that yes, it is actually happening
and when alec is leaving, magnus looks so smitten? he’s already falling so hard for alec. it’s beautiful

- magnus and maia interacting together were the highlight of this episode. i didn’t know much i wanted to see them together. they were absolutely perfect
magnus telling her that he got a gift and that yes, it was from someone special
this scene was just so pure

  - magnus was such a badass when he was throwing out that rufus guy. we finally got a chance to see him actually being a high warlock of brooklyn and it was amazing

- i loved magnus speaking spanish to izzy

- magnus was trying to save isabelle, to help her and warn her. and she just used him like that… this is so not izzy?

- the scene where alec is talking about sex with izzy was one of the best scenes. she was so excited for him. and i love that alec finally felt sure enough to discuss his personal life with someone

- also… a fake girlfriend only proves how gay alec actually is. i love my gay son

- alec is so thirsty af, just going for it, grabbing magnus’ face to kiss him. he’s finally going for what he’s always wanted and it was beautiful

- magnus feeling so vulnerable and trying to stop alec
magnus’ feelings are important and he should’ve got a chance to talk about them. to say that he was okay with this because he was really worried about this
alec means so much to him and he’s scared to rush things, losing alec would be too heart-breaking for him
and i absolutely hate that he didn’t get a chance to say 'yes’ out loud. if alec being ready made him change his mind, it’d be absolutely okay. but they didn’t allow him to say this. kissing back doesn’t always means 'yes’. i’m still very bitter about this
and alec would never do anything against magnus’ will. their relationship is based on trust and communication. they deserved better than this

- and yes, i am still very bitter that they showed us literally nothing
magnus and alec decided to take a very important step in their relationship and it should’ve been shown with respect
but no, showing two men together is just too gay, isn’t it
because clearly they don’t have problems with showing up scenes before or after sex (like jace’s random hook-up or izzy with meliorn in s1)

- jace seriously needs to stop cockblocking alec, this is getting ridiculous

- the amount of unnecessary heterostraight drama in this episode was just… wow
why did we need that makeout session with some random girl that lasted for SO LONG when the only canon couple was barely shown? what was the point again?
yes, we needed to see the scene where alec is talking to jace (and the girl could be leaving at that moment) but everything else was literally taking screentime and adding more heterostraight bullshit that we have enough of
yes, we totally we needed to see her boobs more than an actual couple that decided to take a very important step in their relationship

- please don’t make jace this cocky dude again… cause i literally couldn’t care less about that version of jace in s1. he’s so much better than this

- jace loves clary so much… as soon as he thinks she’s in trouble, he leaves everything. caring jace is why i liked him later, this is the real jace. not that cocky idiot who pretends he doesn’t care about anything

- also, jimon was on a date. yes, fight me on this bye

- simon trying to show jace how he flirts… simon is the most precious bean and he needs to be protected

- simon is such a good guy. he’s always ready to give up on his plans for clary. but it’s good that he was trying to finally move on, even if that didn’t exactly work out

- simon and maia were so cute and adorable. i really love their interactions together
when she helped him clean the blood, this was such a lovely moment between them

- ‘i spit in one’ the sass master. her whole interaction with jace was just the best. she doesn’t let him feel superior to her. good.

- maia is the smartest woman ever and i love her with all my heart. i’m glad she let simon know that he was acting like an idiot and that she didn’t deserve to be treated like this
but she handled the situation with him in such a great way. she wasn’t angry, she always knew anyway. maia is an amazing friend and she gives the best advice to people who actually deserve any of her time

- i’m so worried about izzy. her scenes are breaking my heart, she doesn’t deserve this plot line. it’s just so hard to look at her shaking because she didn’t have yin fen for a while

- and the way she got angry with clary… sure, maybe clary should’ve told her. but this is all because of yin fen. izzy would never act like this before

- and going through victor’s office just to find more of it… this is really bad

- izzy trying to score… seriously, this plot line… izzy deserves better. i’m gonna keep repeating it until someone finally realises this and stops doing this to her

- and while i’m at it…
LUKE DESERVES BETTER TOO
when he listed all the names he was called by his own sister… and then she just came to him, trying to betray him yet again? i can’t even imagine how he must’ve felt

- when valentine called luke parabatai… i was actually in tears. the pain on luke’s face… he really loved valentine in the past, considered him his brother and valentine betrayed him in the most horrible way. and now he’s using that word just to hurt him more… i hate valentine so much

- valentines pretends he wants to 'help the world to be safe again’. but really… it’s all about power for him, nothing else

- clary’s reaction to simon’s abs… yep, i feel ya girl same
although it kinda sucks that she finally saw him as a guy and not her best friend only after this… oh well

- i like that clary and alec are slooowly becoming friends, they could work really great as buddies

- i was actually very impressed that clary didn’t let cleophas manipulate her. and luke was also so impressed. he is such a proud father and i love him

- i can’t believe clary tased luke just to get her way… this is seriously clary from s1 and i wasn’t a big fan of that clary
yeah, it might’ve all worked out but she shouldn’t always do what she wants just because she thinks it’s right

- but i did love badass clary on the roof. she is really becoming a great shadowhunter and in that moment, i was very proud of her

- the plot with an angel was VERY intersting. i was waiting for it to happen. it broke my heart when valentine kept him captive
but him helping clary and actually stopping the whole thing was played out really great

- the way he communicated with clary and he just knew clary would do everything to help him. that’s why he showed her that vision. even if neither she nor jace understood it yet


- seeing and hearing the angel cry for help… this was so sad and moving. a real angel, treated so horribly by a person who was supposed to love him. valentine is such an evil person

10

“We gave them a prom they’ll never forget.”
Me neither. It’s the best night of my life.
“Even if it was ridiculously romantic?”