A part 2 of baby blues well like a sort of part 2 dk how to call it, like after (y/n) gives birth and how pen would act with the baby ??? Don't know if u want 2 do it but I'm just saying and if you have the time tho:))
Hey seddm sorry if you already answer this one but i didn't get to see it, what you think of all this possibility of tomstar being canon on season 3? I actually don't think it's too good, there are better ways to get to starco, because let's be honest, tomstar is just one of the many options to make Marco "realize his true feelings" for star that the show has to choose. This "tomstar way", IMO, feels forced, and really wouldn't make too much sense after all how the characters developed
I’m going to have to wait and see what happens to properly judge. While I’d be saddened by Star trying to get over his crush for Marco with Tom, thus leading the whole romantic subplot to be delayed even more - unless Tomstar is going to be endgame, it’d also be normal for Tom to still want to get closer to Star again, and for Star to have someone who she was close with in her past to talk in this difficult times, especially someone who, like her, is a prince, and might understand what it means to have duties and a future set out for you, something that’s probably going to be a theme in this season, and that might be closely linked to her crush on Marco as well, if they’re going for parallelisms with Eclipsa, who abandoned her kingdom and her people to pursue a “forbidden love” from other lands. This being said, I hope that nothing too romantic is going to happen between the two of them, unless it’s meant to last until the show is over, because I feel like it’d be a disservice toward Tom, to be deceived into having a second chance with Star, just to be tossed away the moment Starco should become viable, something very sit com like, not fit to this show, nor to the characters - Tom is a member of the secondary cast, not a random guest star who dates the protagonist for half a season and then disappears forever once their role in the games of ship teasing is over. But I trust the writers.
I have question~~ I'm reading Sekaiichi right now and I read Saku's Version and there is something I don't understand. Actually a lot. One is on Page 5 after "No, it's nothing" he thinks "That was where". He doesn't know where Kyoto is? >>.<< HELP PLEASE!
I’m just going to answer this one! So, please stop sending me even more questions and wait for the release… Almost got a heart attack when the 40 asks suddenly popped up!
The reason it makes no sense is that it has to be: Come to think of it I did go, and rather recently too.
some post: hey this anime series is good but sometimes it treats its female characters rather unfairly. heres a small explanation of the times when the women are underdeveloped, underrepresented, or reduced to jokes about their sexual appeal.
some reply: oh-ho, you say this now OP, but wait until the One Arc where there’s One Female Villain who’s competent :^), you’ll be eating your words. also you forget, the girl has to be sexy because her power, Big Sexy Power, makes her more powerful the more sexy she is :^) yes the male author definitely had to make it that way. it makes a lot of sense. also yes the female characters are forced to constantly flaunt their bodies in front of the public but remember? this one male character does not wear a shirt? sexism where? :^^)
reblog if ur a GIRL, LIKE GIRLS, or believe that the CLASSICAL MONOCOT AND DICOT SYSTEM of BOTANICAL TAXONOMY is OUTDATED AND INACCURATE with MODERN DATA and that the proposed MONOCOT and EUDICOT SYSTEM of MODERN TAXONOMY is MORE ACCURATE
The Law of Attraction Technique More Powerful Than Visualizing:
What is it? Re-writing or imagining the day as you wished it had been. Every incident and conversation.
Where did it come from? Neville Goddard, a mystic teacher who taught in Los Angeles and New York in the 1950s, was the first to understand and apply the technique of revision.
How do I do it? In your mind recall the day from when you woke up. Make each incident conform to your ideal wishes. So, if you woke to a loud bang from the neighbour above, you would change that to seeing that you woke peacefully. If you received a letter with disappointing news, mentally read the letter you wished you had read instead! Imagine all your bills were paid. Imagine he/she didn’t snap at you, but infact helped you. Imagine that phone call you’ve been waiting for. Imagine you had a sense of peace that never left you today. Imagine you had more than enough time, money and energy left over at the end of the day! And either see this in your mind or write it out. The essential point is to feel the reality of what you wished had happened.
Why does it work? Neville Goddard said revision allows you to radically change your attitude to your present circumstances and to the world. And to the degree you can change your attitude, the world around you will change to reflect that.
What are the benefits? •It is similar to mindfulness meditation because it helps remove the residue of stress that builds up daily. •It helps you press Pause on the negative flow if you are in one. •It enhances your mental faculties of imagination and willpower as you imagine what you’d like •It helps you believe you are more in control of your life than you know.
Examples: •A woman that saw a hat she wanted but couldn’t afford, imagined she had it and was later gifted the exact same hat. •A boss that was hard to work with for 11 years, became more appreciative of his employer overnight, praising her design skills. All the designer did that morning was imagine on her walk to work that her boss was with her the whole commute, praising her. •A young person imagined a tax refund letter and a revised bill, with an apology for the over-charge, came within a week.
In this series, I’ll be doing full, detailed, very long compatibility and synastry analyses on various pairings in BTS. These aren’t necessarily romantic or platonic, I’ll just be looking at the dynamics of their relationship. Feel free to leave a comment of which ship you’d like to see next!
ah where do i start with these two!
i think this is an v v compatible pairing, probably one of the most out of the group
when you look at their charts it’s really no wonder why their bond is so sweet
hoseok is an aquarius-pisces cusp, meaning he displays traits from both signs. i think this is why he molds so well with yoongi’s pisces sun. they both have a compassionate, whimsical personality and share a similar outlook on life. and with pisces being a creative sign, there’s no wonder they create amazing music together
venus determines what you look for in a partner, and hoseok’s pisces venus draws him instantly to yoongi. he is attracted by the sensitive soft type, and yoongi is exactly that. in many ways, he views yoongi as his ideal type.
yoongi’s aries venus wants someone active, fun, and independent. hoseok’s aquarius sun and mars provide that excitement that makes him tick
An important part of structuring your story in any format is the transition between scenes. When not handled properly, time and/or location jumps in a narrative can become disorientating and confusing, making it harder for the audience to keep up with the action. There are three important things to focus on when transitioning between scenes: where the first scene ends, where the second scene begins, and how to connect the two.
It’s important that each scene have closure. When you leave a scene, you need to know that the goal of that scene was reached. If you leave the scene too early, before you receive that closure, your audience will be left hanging, feeling unsatisfied and off balance. You need to ‘cut away’ when the scene comes to its natural end, when everything is understood and the audience is ready to move onto the next idea. If you leave the scene too late, it drags your story, and makes it feel like the scene is longer than it is.
As with the end of a scene, the beginning of a new scene must feel natural. If you have to backtrack immediately after starting your scene in order to explain whats going on, then it means you’re not starting at the beginning of the scene. You can sometimes get away with doing this, if the reflection is placed naturally in the writing, but you shouldn’t try and push your luck. If all of your scenes start with an immediate backpedal to explain where everyone is, how they got there, and when it takes place, then you need to go back and fix some things.
Information about the change in time and location are important to include. If you didn’t, then it would be impossible for the audience to tell if, when or how these changes occurred. The most widely accepted way of transitioning between scenes is to detail the things done by the characters to go from scene A to scene B. They can do so by showing the transition between locations (“They walked the distance to the theatre, laughing the whole way”), points in time (“hours passed as she sat reading in her favorite chair”), or combinations of the two (“they drove for days, the grassy hillsides of home growing into a looming mountain range”). The information in the transition must do everything to set up the new scene that’s starting.
I am going to use a segment from “These Shallow Graves” by Jennifer Donnelly as an example of what not to do when transitioning between scenes. In chapter thirty-four, a scene is ending where the protagonist and her love interest meet secretly during a ball and make a plan for her to sneak out later that evening. The scene ends on an angsty moment as they both watch her almost arranged fiance dancing with the competitor for his affections. Chapter thirty-five immediately begins with the two of them having met up and halfway to their destination. It is then explained how the protagonist had left the party early, snuck out, and made it to the meeting point.
Feels kinda jenky huh? Here’s how we could smooth this out.
Their plan for meeting up that evening involves the protagonist telling her uncle (who an attendee) that she is feeling faint and using that as an excuse to leave the ball early. This would make more sense as a place to end the scene as it signals the beginning of the transition between locations. When she sneaks out the house is a good place to officially begin the next scene, as it signals another change in locations. Because the time spent at the protagonist’s home is not important to the overall story (her waiting for everyone to fall asleep) this could serve as the transition between the scene of the first and the scene of the second meetings. The cab ride from her house to the meeting place is also its own small transition, and is a good place to reflect on past information without interfering with anything else going on (such as dialogue and bonding between love interests).
Remember! All of the important things to keep in mind when writing scene transitions are:
Know where to end a scene.
Know where to begin a scene.
Know how to connect the scenes.
From the age of two Lance never stopped moving.
He would crawl through his house making it impossible to keep track of him.
However it was nothing compared to what he was like when he learned how to walk.
Soon as he could stand on his own two feet he was gone.
He would run through the garden chasing birds.
He would run to his classes in school.
He would run to the store.
He would run across the road.
Without looking both ways.
He would run straight into the path of a truck.
While he was lying in the hospital bed with his legs shattered all the doctors would tell him was how lucky he was to be alive.
For a while Lance thought that his luck would also save his legs.
But it wasn’t to be.
The doctors did all they could, using pins to try and fuse the bones back together.
However after only two days infection had set in and they had no choice but to amputate the first leg.
The second came a week later after it became clear that the bone just wasn’t fusing back together.
For months Lance was trapped in a chair, healing and waiting.
He never cried though. If he cried then his mama would cry.
Lance wouldn’t have his mama crying because of him.
When he finally got prosthetics it wasn’t what he had been hoping for.
It was a long painful process full of disappointment and failure before he could walk again.
And an even longer time before he could run again.
However Lance was determined and never gave up.
By time he moved to a new high school no one could tell he was missing both legs.
Lance was walking home from class grumbling to himself. He was pretty annoyed that his best friend Hunk had decided that he would prefer to hang out with Pidge then him.
Well not decided more like had to do he wouldn’t fail the project they were working on.
But Lance felt like being petty.
It had been raining that day, the humidity made his stumps painful which made him irritated.
To make things worse he had no choice but to walk home in the rain since his car had gone and died on him that morning.
Lance was so busy wallowing in self pity that he didn’t even notice he was about to walk into someone.
He managed to walk straight into a figure huddled inside their jacket causing the two of them to fall to the ground with a thud.
“What the hell man!” Lance yelled before stopping when he realised who he had just walked into.
Keith glared at him the rain plastering his dark hair to his face “not my fault! You walked into me!”
“Yeah well your still a jerk! You park in the handicapped space yesterday at the mall!” Lance yelled pointing at him accusingly.
“Why the hell do you care where I park! It was like 4am and it wasn’t like anyone needed it!” Keith snapped getting to his feet and trying to brush some of the water away.
“You didn’t kno-” Lance had tried to stand but when he was halfway up a cracking sound echoed around the empty campus and he went flying forwards right into Keith who caught him out of pure instinct.
Keith’s anger quickly turned to concern and nausea at the sight of the unnatural angle the lower half of Lance’s leg was now bent.
“Oh my god! Shit I’ll call an ambulance!” Keith stuttered as he carefully lowered Lance to the floor and looked for his phone only to find it cracked and unresponsive.
“D-don’t worry I’ll erm I’ll… why are you laughing?”
Lance was laughing hard as he watched Keith’s panicked actions.
“Relax dude I’m fine. See” he grabbed his foot and pulled making Keith have to fight the urge to throw up as it came away in his hand.
“See just plastic.”
Keith’s eyes widened at the sight of the prosthetic. He had no idea that Lance, the over confident narcissistic pretty boy was a amputee.
Suddenly him getting upset about Keith taking the handicapped spot makes much more sense.
“Shit… I’m sorry.”
Lance shrugged, “nah you were right it wasn’t your fault. But erm if your still riding the guilt train I could use a ride? I mean if you don’t mind.” He looked away blushing and Keith couldn’t help but smile.
He didn’t wait for permission, instead he simply scooped Lance up princess style and walked him to his car, a small beat up red thing that could almost pass for home made with all the repairs done to it.
“H-hey I don’t need carrying!” Lance’s blush deepened as he wrapped his arms around Keith’s neck for stability only. Or at least that’s what he told himself.
“It’s quicker then you just hopping along.” Keith shrugged as he deposited Lance in the passenger seat and took his place behind the wheel.
“Still dude. It’s humiliating. Bad enough you know about my legs.”
Keith rose and eyebrow as he pulled out of the parking lot. “I only knew about one of them.”
“Fuck…” Lance hissed under his breath.
Keith couldn’t help but chuckle quietly at that.
“Man I really am an idiot, can you keep this between us… it’s just I’d prefer everyone not to know.”
Lance sounded so small and vulnerable in that moment that Keith glanced over to check that it really was the same obnoxious guy he knew from school.
“Look I promise I won’t tell anyone… but maybe you should.”
“What would you know about this?” Lance huffed crossing his arms.
“More then you would expect, my brother Shiro lost his arm and he was suffering in silence for a long time. I just don’t want you to do the same.”
Keith glanced over at Lance to see him looking very embarrassed.
Keith’s eyes widened “b-by that I mean anyone in your situation not j-just you specifically!” He rambled on quickly.
Lance laughed that strong joy filled laugh of his That always seems to light up the room. “It’s cool man. I knew what you meant.”
They pulled up outside Lance’s home and Keith offered his shoulder for support this time rarther then carrying him in.
After ringing the bell and waiting on the door step Lance looked up at Keith. “Hey Keith.”
Lance kissed him on the cheek just as the door opened and Lance launched himself on his older brother closing the door behind him.
Leaving a very confused, very wet but also very very VERY happy Keith standing outside.
Draco frowned but shook his head and pushed his plate across the table. Potter attacked it as if he hadn’t just stuffed his face with three servings of scrambled eggs and croissants.
“Thanks,” he said, beaming at Draco. Clearing his throat, Draco had to look away, otherwise Potter might have noticed how pink his cheeks had suddenly gotten. He really didn’t understand Potter. He didn’t understand this whole strange situation they were in. Who would have thought he and Potter would become the kind of friends who would meet on Sundays for brunch? As much as Draco had always fantasised about becoming friends with him, this was an unexpected outcome. But not as unexpected as what had happened a few days ago…
“Potter, I think you’ve had enough to drink.”
“Dracoooooo! Don’t be such a drag!”
Draco blinked, the sound of his own name still ringing in his ears. Was this the first time Potter had said his given name to his face? Draco hated how much he enjoyed it. Watching Potter sway as he tried to make his way to the bar, Draco grabbed his arm.
“No more drinks for you,” he said resolutely.
“Dracoooo.” Potter knitted his brows together and started pouting. He actually pouted. Draco felt like he was going to faint.
“No, you’ve had enough.” His eyes darted down to Potter’s mouth. His lower lip was trembling and Draco wished he could stop the trembling by softly biting into it. “This won’t work on me,” he said, mentally cursing his voice for sounding so unsteady.
“Are you sure?” Potter said, his mouth stretching into a smile. “Then maybe this will!” With childish enthusiasm, Potter threw his arms around Draco’s neck. Their bodies were suddenly flush against each other.
“What are you-?” Before Draco could finish his question, Potter’s lips were on his, moving slowly and softly. Draco was too stunned to push him away. And honestly, he didn’t want to. Potter was kissing him! And the way he was kissing him… He didn’t seem as drunk as Draco had thought. Or maybe, he was just an exceptionally good kisser.
Against his better judgement, Draco closed his eyes and tentatively placed his hands on Potter’s hips. Potter let out a deep sigh that send a delicious shiver down Draco’s spine. But wait… this wasn’t right. Potter wasn’t in his right mind.
Reluctantly, Draco detached his lips from Potter’s and stared at him. He was not prepared for the sight that met him. Potter was gazing at him dreamily, a wide smile plastered on his face.
“See? I know it would work on you,” he mumbled, before his head collapsed on Draco’s shoulder. The added weight, from Potter going completely limp in his arms, made Draco stumble.
“What in Merlin’s name was that?”
Draco had asked himself that question a lot over the last couple of days. He still had no idea. Potter had acted like nothing had happened when they had seen each other again. Maybe he didn’t remember. But something was definitely off; Potter kept finding excuses to touch Draco in seemingly innocent ways and whenever he thought Draco wasn’t paying attention, he kept giving him theselooks.
At first, Draco had thought he was just imagining things, but it kept happening and it left Draco confused and frustrated. What was Potter doing?
“Hey, I thought we could go to the movies tonight,” Potter said, completely nonchalant.
“The movies,” Draco repeated flatly.
“Yeah, you know, the Muggle-”
“I know what it is,” Draco snapped. He took a sip of his coffee and slammed the cup back down on the saucer.
“Is that a no?” Potter asked. Draco looked away, not sure what to say. As much as he enjoyed spending time with him, the way Potter was behaving made everything so hard. Draco wasn’t sure he could do it for much longer without exploding. Maybe it would be better to pause this friendship thing for a little bit. When his eyes found Potter’s again, his mouth opened involuntarily. Potter’s eyes were piercing and there was an odd expression on his face.
“Hold on, you’ve got some crumbs-” He leaned over the table, his hand outstretched. Draco blinked as Potter’s fingers brushed the corner of his mouth. They definitely lingered there longer than necessary. This was it! Draco had enough of this teasing.
Slamming his hands down on the table, he pushed himself out of his seat and stormed out of the café. What did Potter think they were doing? He acted like they were just friends, just friends, and then he did something like that. Seriously, it was all Potter’s fault. If the git hadn’t kissed him-
Draco stopped in his tracks, a warm feeling spreading inside his chest. Stupid, stupid! He shouldn’t be feeling that way.
“Draco, wait!” Potter caught up to him, grabbing him by the shoulder and turning him around. “What’s going on? Why did you just leave like that?”
Draco scowled at his feet, not wanting to look Potter in the eyes.
“Is it something I did?” Potter asked, sounding genuinely unsure. Draco snorted. “What is it? Talk to me?” Potter lowered his head to catch Draco’s eyes and Draco suddenly felt fingers brushing the hair out of his face.
“This! This!!” Slapping his hand away, Draco finally looked up. “You’ve got to stop doing that!”
Potter looked shocked. He clearly hadn’t expected such an outburst.
“You can’t just do that all the time. Touch me like that.”
Draco watched as Potter’s face fell. He bit his lip and started wringing his hands.
“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t know it made you that uncomfortable.”
Wait, why did Potter look so crestfallen? That didn’t make any sense.
“It does,” Draco said through gritted teeth. “It would be much easier if you could be… a little more decisive.” Draco really didn’t want to have this conversation. He was pretty sure he’d just end up humiliating himself. And maybe, it would even mean the end of his friendship with Potter.
“What do you mean, more decisive?”
Draco sighed. Maybe his friendship with Potter was already over. Draco couldn’t stand to be around him like this.
“Maybe you behave like that around your friends. I don’t. There’s a line between- It’s not something you just- There’s a difference between-” Draco didn’t know how to explain it to Potter without sounding like a lovesick fool.
“Do you mean- I-… Are you talking about the kiss?” Potter sounded extremely nervous. Draco gaped at him.
“You remember? I thought you didn’t remember.”
“No, I remember,” Potter said quietly.
Draco’s mind reeled.
“Then why- What are you doing? I can’t even tell if that was accidental or not? If you regret it or not? What is this- What are we-”
“I don’t know, okay?” Potter interrupted him. “I don’t know.”
Draco studied him, taking in the insecure expression on his face.
“Even if you don’t know, you can’t just do that to me,” he murmured. “I have no idea what to think anymore.”
Potter bit the inside of his cheeks, before taking a step towards Draco.
“But you like me, right?”
Annoyed, Draco clicked his tongue.
“I’m pretty sure the answer to that is painfully obvious.”
Potter took another step, so that their chests were touching. Reaching for Draco’s hands, he interlaced their fingers and peered up at him from under his lashes.
“Would you…” His voice quivered slightly. “Would you want to kiss me again?”
Draco opened his mouth but no sound came out. Had Potter really just asked him-
“Potter, what are you doing?” he said, almost choking on the words. His eyes darted down when Potter licked his lips in one swift motion. “This is what I’m talking about. You can’t just keep playing these games with me.”
“It’s not a game,” Potter said, his expression turning serious. “I have no idea what I’m doing, okay? I have no idea how to handle… this.” He gave Draco’s hands a squeeze and guided them to the small of his back. “I’ve never fallen for a bloke before. Not like this. And you’re not just any bloke. It’s a little overwhelming, alright?”
Draco was glad Potter had stopped talking. He wasn’t sure if he would have been able to hear anything else over the ringing in his ears.
“Did you just say- You… What?”
Potter laughed, loud and wide. It made Draco weak in the knees.
“Can we please not dwell on this? This is embarrassing enough,” Potter said, pressing his body against Draco’s. “So, you still haven’t answered my question. Would you kiss me again?”
Instead of answering, Draco made a deep gurgling sound at the back of his throat. Before Potter had the chance to comment on it, Draco grabbed his face with both hands and started kissing him like he had wanted to for as long as he could remember.
“I swear to Merlin, if you take back what you just told me and we go back to being friends, I’m going to hex your testicles off,” he growled against Potter’s lips.
“Oh, I think we can make use of them in a much better way,” Potter chuckled, burying his hands in Draco’s hair. Draco groaned. He couldn’t believe this was really happening. After all this time. Finally!
In the Throne of Glass series, Rowan was convinced from the moment he first laid eyes on Lyria that she was his mate. He believed that for centuries and every day since, even after falling in love with Aelin.
However, in the end, it was all a trick orchestrated by Maeve to turn him into her servant. What if that’s what went on with Lucien, Elain and The King of Hybern.
What if the King of Hybern (who we all know is NOT an idiot) saw how faltering Lucien’s loyalty to Tamlin was becoming and how dangerous that could be to him during the war, but couldn’t risk killing Lucien and ruining the alliance with Tamlin and The Spring Court. So, as a way to ensure Lucien’s loyalty, he tricked him into believing that Elain was his mate, because he never expected her to get away with the rest of The Court of Dreams at the end of ACOMAF. He expected to have Elain locked away at his side (as she temporarily is in ACOWAR) with Lucien right there, ready to do anything for The King as long as he didn’t harm her.
The King of Hybern had The Cauldron. He broke an unbreakable bond, turned humans into high fae, destroyed the entire wall in the blink of an eye and he almost cleaved the world apart with it. Creating an elaborate illusion is certainly not beyond him.
It would also explain why Lucien, despite always being concerned with Elian’s safety, wasn’t hesitant about leaving her at The Night Court when he left for The Continent. In fact, when he returned, he didn’t even ask about her or try and find her in the middle of a deadly battle where she could be in serious harm. In fact, Elain shows little to no interest in him at all. She is simply indifferent to him.
If Lucien was not Elain’s mate but Azriel was, it would also explain why Azriel was so quick to take a liking to her. He was supposedly in love with Mor for five hundred years, but if both Elain and Mor were in the same room, his attention would always be directed towards Elain. Even Mor noticed it and pointed it out herself.
Elain trusted Azriel enough to not fear him, even though she knew exactly what and who he was, and exactly how dangerous he could be. She was never scared of him. Oh, and here’s the real kicker, Azriel gave her Turthteller. Remember, that weapon that he has never so much as let anyone touch, not even his high lord, not even his brothers or the woman he supposedly loves? He handed it over to her despite barely knowing her.
Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I find Azriel and Elain as a couple makes more sense to me then Elain and Lucien together, and perhaps I think Azriel and Elain have much better chemistry. However, there were way too many hints and clues pointing towards Elriel, and we all know SJMaas does not just do that for no reason. They could be each other’s temporary romantic interest, but they’ve both had they’re hearts broken by the person they believed they were meant to be with.
So maybe this isn’t a crazy theory, and maybe they are mates. We’ll just have to wait and see.
Here’s what I noticed when I was rewatching episode 2 of s3:
Red only opened up to Lance when Keith, Hunk and Pidge were starting to get outnumbered. If Lance was truly meant for Red, he wouldn’t have to be waiting around so long to convince Blue to open up for him. Red should’ve called out to Lance immediately. Instead, it took Keith taking damage to his lion, and repeatedly calling out to Lance for Red to actually open up and call out to Lance, as well. Almost as if Red was just mirroring what her paladin (Keith) wanted.
My point here? Red still shares a bond with Keith, and the reason Red opened up for Lance was because Keith was literally calling out to Lance in the midst of battle, which is why when Lance was like ‘maybe I’m not meant to be a paladin’ Red roared because no, Lance cannot be thinking that way right now when Keith clearly needs Lance with him on the field. So I see Red’s roar roughly as ‘listen, I know you have things to deal with but my son out there is taking damage and he needs on you on the field, so help me god you’re going to fucking get inside and come with me and help me protect my son.’
because literally this makes more sense than the bullshit explanation the show itself gave us. Because Allura has always been supportive of Keith as the leader. If that was the only criteria for Red to choose a paladin, it could’ve just as easily been Allura. But no, instead, Red, in true Red fashion, waited till the very moment Keith was in danger to open up to a new paladin. And of course Red chose the paladin Keith was repeatedly calling out to.
It’s similar to why Black opened up to Keith the first time, and now. It’s because Keith and Black were both doing this for Shiro. Similarly, Red and Lance’s goals line up. They both want to help Keith.
So in conclusion, I really don’t think Lance and Keith’s lion switches are permanent. It just doesn’t feel right to me. It really, really doesn’t. It’s also why we didn’t see Lance and Keith bonding with their new lions respectively. Something about them being in those lions feels way too temporary.
Because Keith and Red’s bond is too strong for Lance to permanently be Red’s Paladin. I genuinely think Red is just a stepping stone for Lance. And if somehow I’m wrong about all of this, I’m going to be extremely mad because it’s shitty writing if Lance is permanently the Red Paladin, and I’ll be convinced that the crew hates him.
Can your write one like the only you just did
were the reader is younger but this time she is dating Cole and it’s a secret
for a while because he is older and everyone already wants him to be with Lili
Warnings: A freaking intense and scary Uno game,
Dick related joke(s)?
A/N: I have used the name ‘Kairi’ (if you can
guess where this is from, I will give you so much love) as the character you’re
playing. It just makes a little more sense to me instead of having to write ‘y/n’
as your character. Because you are you, and your character is Kairi. xoxo
“Uno!” You shouted,
grinning as you placed down the draw four card you had been waiting to unleash on Cole, a grin across your
lips. “Come on, boy. Pick the cards up!” You laughed, looking down at the last
card you had left. “Oh, and I change the colour to… blue!”
Cole picked up his four
cards, but you were too busy celebrating in your head to notice the smirk on
his lips. “Draw four,” Cole muttered slyly, placing down the card, looking at
you with a sinister look.
Your mouth dropped open
and your eyes widened. “Are you serious!?” You exclaimed, slamming down the
card and huffing, crossing your arms. You were a sore loser, to say the least. “So
you’re allowed to put a draw four down, but I’m not?” Cole laughed, running his
hands through his hair and taking a deep breath. “I think we need a break from
this game. We’ve been playing for over two hours.”
You stood up, brushing
off your pants and stretched, hearing the popping sounds coming from your back.
You took a deep breath and looked outside of your trailer, seeing the sun was
starting to set. “We’re still doing the Jughead and Kairi scene tonight, aren’t
we?” You asked the raven haired boy, grabbing your coat before you followed him
outside, walking besides him.
“Yeah. We have to meet
the producers at around 11pm. Just so it’s dark enough.” Cole nodded, smiling
down at you before making his way to where all the others were sitting.
Truth is, you and Cole had
been dating for about 5 months now, but you both kept your feelings hidden away
in public and left it all for behind doors. Both of your family knew, and were
a bit hesitant at first, since you were 19 (turning 20) and Cole was 24. Your
families eventually got used to it, and you got on along so well with Dylan. It
was everything he wanted in a relationship.
But there was a flaw.
And that was Lili.
Now, she wasn’t a flaw
herself. You found her absolutely breathtaking. She was gorgeous. But everyone
wanted her to be with Cole, and that’s why you both decided to keep the
relationship under wraps.
You shoved your hands in
your pockets, smiling as you sat down next to Madelaine and Casey, smiling as
she slid her plate across to you, the sweet potato fries already making you
drool. “Are (Y/N) and I the only ones that have a late night scene to shoot?”
Cole asked, looking around the table. He looked at you, gave you a small smile
and turned his attention to Ross.
“I’m sure Lili will wait
up for you, Cole.” He laughed, making Lili blush. You ran your fingers through
your hair, taking a deep breath and continued to share the plate of fries with
Madelaine. You looked at Cole, who was giving a fake laugh.
“I’ll be back, guys.”
You stood up, announcing that you wanted to take a walk and revise some lines
by yourself before your scene. “Need some company?” Cole asked, raising an
eyebrow. “We are shooting this scene together, if you need some help or
anything.” You shook your head, smiling softly before grabbing your phone from
the table and walking off towards the entrance of the lot.
“Need anyone to go with
you, Hon?” The night shift guard asked you, but you shook your head, smiling. “I’ll
be fine, thanks Linda.” You continued your walk out of the set and took a deep
breath, hands in pockets once again.
Your thoughts were
startled by your phone ringing. You looked at the caller I.D and saw ‘Sprouse #1’ with the many emoji’s next
to his name. You answered the phone, holding it to your ear. “What’s up?” You
asked, the main street lit up by the night life of the town.
“Where are you? We have
three hours to be on set. You need to get ready.” Cole didn’t even bother
saying hello. You took a deep breath, looking over your shoulder. The lot wasn’t
even that far away. You had been out for about 15 minutes.
“I’ll be back in another
15 or 20 minutes, Cole. I’m fine. I just need some space.” You sighed, biting
your lip and turning around. You walked into a corner store, still on the phone
to your co-star and boyfriend. “No, you’ll be back now, please. Just so I know
you’re safe.” Cole had whispered the last part, and you could almost picture
him looking around, making sure no one was listening.
“I’m just getting a
smoothie, Cole. Give me a few minutes.” You sighed, ordering the smoothie and
paying for it. You took a seat, phone still to your ear. “Now. There is
something on your mind. What’s the matter?” You questioned, biting your lip.
“I want to tell them,
(Y/N). I don’t want them to keep trying to make me date Lili. I love her to
bits. But I’m going to pull an Archie Andrews here and say I don’t love her
like that. She’s a friend and that’s what I want it to stay as.” He sighed, and
you could hear his trailer door shut behind him. “I just love you so much and I
don’t see why a five age gap is a big deal. I just want to tell them.”
You took a deep breath,
getting up and thanking the person at the counter as they called you over for
your smoothie. You walked out of the store, taking a sip. “Well, I’m on my way
back now. So if you want to meet me at the front and we can do it together, I’ll
be happy to.” You complied with him, a smile on your lips. Now you can finally
post about him without having to use the ‘best friend’ hashtag.
“Fancy seeing you here.”
You grinned, seeing Cole in all his beauty. He smiled, turning around to walk
besides you. The both of you walked slowly, a silence overcoming the both of
you. “How do we do this?” You asked, looking at him. He looked at you, a small
smile on his lips. “You’ll find out.”
You had been sitting
back at the table for about 25 minutes now. You were due in hair and make-up in
another 10, and Cole still hadn’t said anything about the two of you.
“Hey, hey guys. What do
you call a 3.14 metre snake?” KJ spoke up, making you furrow your eyebrows at
the stupid sounding joke. “It’s a pithon.
Get it. Pi. No? Yes?” You had bursted out laughing at the simple, but so stupid
maths related joke. “See! At least someone enjoyed my joke!”
“I’m sure Lili enjoys
Cole’s snake,” Trevor had spoken up, making you look at him.
“I’m dating (Y/N).” Cole
had said it so bluntly that it had almost slipped past. You looked at him, eyes
widened at how quickly he had said it. He looked at you, shrugging before going
back to his fries. Madelaine and Camila had looked at you, jaws dropped and
“What can I say, I’m
into blunt guys.” You shrugged, a laugh coming from your lips as you stood up,
leaving to get ready for your next scene.
Cole had gotten up,
following you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, making the rest of
the cast chatter about the both of you.
“That was very blunt,”
you commented, looking up at the brunette.
“I honestly had not
planned that.” Cole opened the trailer door for you, a smile on his lips.