why am i bringing this up again

anonymous asked:

Can I get some Pidge and Coran headcanons

Coming at you with that NICHE MARKET

  • Coran will never admit it but he’s like 70% sure Pidge is actually eight-years-old (or the equivalent in Altean years). He thinks Pidge is like, a super-accomplished baby.
    • Lance: Okay but like… He’s not wrong lmfao (dodges a wrench) Hey! Coran, Pidge is throwing a tantrum again!!!!!
    • Coran: Oh dear, looks like Pidge is overdue for a nap :( (dodges a screwdriver)
    • Pidge: I hate this fucking family!!!!! >8C
  • Pidge offhandedly mentions during dinner that she’s trying to learn Altean and Coran is like (slams down spork) I WILL BE YOUR TUTOR. He gets very into it. He even codes up a space version of kahoot. He also baby proofs the Castle’s version of Killer Rosetta Stone®
  • Coran: Oh, hello Pidge! I’ve been looking all over for y-
    Pidge: (bolts)
    Coran: (immediately gives chase) YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE OF US THAT CAN FIT IN THE VENTS, PIDGE!!
    Pidge: I’M NOT CLEANING THE FREAKING VENTS AGAIN, GO AWAY CORAN.
    • Pidge: Why do the vents even need to be clean, I hate this family so much
    • Lance: I’ll trade med bay duty with you for a day if you want
    • Pidge: Deal.
  • Coran brings Pidge along every time he goes hunting for ship parts because Pidge can cry on command. It’s a very effective tactic for speeding up negotiations.
  • Pidge: (downs a cup of nutritional goo like a shot)
    Shiro: What are you doing?
    Pidge: (slams cup down) Coran keeps calling me ‘Number 5′ and I am determined to prove him wrong. 
  • Pidge is honestly blown away by Coran’s brilliance?? Like, the space uncle is usually used as comedy relief, but he’s honestly so freaking smart and Pidge is like (tears in her eyes) I Would Die For You Coran.
    • Coran is equally impressed by Pidge, because she’s so small and young but so brilliant? He constantly tells her how she would’ve fit in and even shone on Altea. 
    • At first Pidge thinks he’s being patronizing, ‘oh look at how hard the Earthling tries’, but then she realizes that no. Coran honestly thinks that highly of her. He gets misty-eyed whenever he talks about how Pidge and Hunk would’ve flourished in the classrooms on Altea.
  • Coran: Okay, but are you sure you don’t have any Altean blood in you? At all? A great-great-great-great-great to the eighth degree great grandmother, perhaps?
    • Pidge: Nope. I’m from the midwest. Which probably makes me some kind of alien, but still a human one.
  • Coran tries to stealth-parent Pidge, but Pidge always manages to turn it around on him.
    • Coran tries to convince Pidge to take a break and eat. Five minutes later he’s in the kitchen making tea for them both and he has no idea how he got there.
    • Coran tries to get Pidge to take a nap. Ten minutes later he’s giving her and Hunk a crash-course lesson on how to maintain the Lions in a worst-case-scenario pinch.
    • Coran: ????
  • Pidge: (cackles as she programs the training bots to chase Lance around the training room)
    Shiro: Oh geez, don’t worry Coran I’ll stop her.
    Coran: (smiling fondly) (glances over at Allura) Ah, don’t worry Shiro. The Princess used to be just like this when she was younger, and she turned out alright!

hunk: hey have you ever thought who shiros favorite is?

lance: oh hunk. oh my hunky honey bear. you do NOT want to know my thoughts on THAT whole situation

hunk: oh boy. ok I’ll bite, who is shiros favorite?

lance: fine you asked for it. it’s pidge.

hunk: …..huh. I would’ve thought you might have said keith.

lance: oh yeah he is too

hunk: ok you lost me

lance: look the way i see it is, pidge is the favorite the way the baby of the family is always the favorite. Keith is like the eldest son, born to take over the family business or whatever.

hunk: alright….so where do we fall in all of this?

lance: well pidge is first with keith running a close second so while keith may not get more desert at the table or get away with murder like pidge does, he’s given more responsibilities and will ultimately gain more of the inheritance. after him comes allura who’s sort of like the hot girl next door shiro has a crush on but he’s too shy to ever ask out. then it’d be you, the cuddly middle child who’s kind of left to his own devices cause your can obviously take care of yourself, then coran, alluras whacky uncle, then the Lions who are the family pets, then me

hunk:

lance: the other middle child who’s the obnoxious class clown only there to get a cheap laugh out of the audience and kind of just there to make shiro angry or exasperated and give him more personality otherwise he’ll look boring

hunk: ….lance

lance: but then again I’m not the last one anymore cause now slavs in the picture and HE’S the one who makes shiro angry and annoyed…..although, he is a lot smarter than i am and he brings out an even funnier side of shiro so I’m probably still the least favorite…….what were we talking about again?

hunk getting up and hugging lance from behind: lance you know you can always talk to me about stuff right?

lance trying not to tear up: uh yeah hunky bear i know that why wouldn’t i know that

hunk: us ignored middle children need to stick together

lance: heh yeah

Illness/Sickness Sentence Starters
  • “Are you okay?”
  • “You are looking rather peaky there.”
  • “Was that you or did a goose with bronchitis flew in here?”
  • “You’re not looking too hot.”
  • “Woah! You almost fell over!”
  • “I think that has to be a record sneeze sequence.” 
  • “Are… are you allergic?”
  • “Are you sick or hungover? Your eyes are a little red.” 
  • “You’re very flushed- are you feeling well?” 
  • “You’ve been asleep for the past twelve hours and I got a little worried.” 
  • “You okay in there?”
  • “Uh, there’s a bucket to your left if you need it.” 
  • “I brought you some ginger ale and some soup!” 
  • “Here, I brought you another blanket.” 
  • “I’m not feeling all that great.”
  • “Why is the room spinning?”
  • “Are you cold or is it just me?”
  • “I think dinner’s not agreeing with me…”
  • “My head hurts.” 
  • “I can’t breathe.” 
  • “I am so clogged up I think I need a plunger to clear me out.” 
  • “Can you bring me another blanket please?”
  • “We’re out of tissues…”
  • “What kind of tea is it to help again?” 
  • “I think my head’s going to explode.”
Burden of Proof

Word Count: 2357

Request: “ Thought; spontaneously dragging Steve of Bucky into random makeout sessions throughout the day and then just leaving him out of breath as you continue in with your business” And a very pleasant thought it is. 

Warning: Language, making out, and utter ridiculousness

A/N: I had more free time than I anticipated, so you’re getting this early. You have the snow storm to thank for this nonsense.

Steve Version

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

“Ow ow ow ow ow!” you groaned through clenched teeth as Natasha dragged you through the halls and over the bodies of the incapacitated Hydra agents.

“Hush! There could still be some stragglers hanging around,” she hissed at you, readjusting her hold in order to pull you along more quickly.

“Well if you hadn’t been there to pull me out of the way, that delightful bullet would have definitely silenced me for good. You have only yourself to blame.”

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Theory: Mystery Man IS Eren

 I know I’m not really the type to post Attack on Titan theories but I just can’t help myself with this one because I am 99.9999999% sure the “mystery man” we see in chapter 93 and 94 has to be EREN. The only reason why I’m not 100% sure is because I’m keeping in mind that there’s a chance Isayama might just pull a “here’s a new important character!” move, which honestly doesn’t make sense in this case for so many reasons… but you never know, right?

So with the latest chapter out, I knew that Isayama was going to bring this guy up again. Of course, I was hoping that the identity of this man would’ve been revealed already but it looks like he’s purposely keeping the identity secret to keep us readers on edge.

Now for those of you who wonder why I am so confident that this is Eren, I can first state the obvious point:

1. Appearance: Considering that there has been a three year time skip, it would be realistic to assume that Eren has grown out his hair even more by now. Aside from that, chapter 90 heavily implied that there was going to be a great change to Eren’s character. His tired eyes and lengthy hair was not only meant to be symbolic of his mental state, but also a new direction to his character.

I know quite a few people have already made these panel comparisons, but it’s important to keep in mind that in this panel above, the mysterious person is spying on Reiner (I will get into more detail about the importance of this later).

Now I know this one seems a bit of a stretch, because I’m going into the nitty gritty details but bear with me for a minute. We know that Isayama gives distinct facial features despite his inconsistencies (although that’s because he has improved on his art), and since we aren’t given much of the mystery man’s face to look at, I figured we can pay attention to his nose. So we know that Eren has grown out his hair since chapter 90, but we can also see here that the man’s nose shape looks very similar to Eren’s (scroll up to compare with the first panel of Eren). It’s not crooked, curved, or super round. It has just that shape that would fit within Eren’s facial profile. Had there been any other character with this hairstyle or someone who could possibly have grown this hairstyle as well, I wouldn’t have pointed this detail out because there are of course other characters with this similar nose shape. The mere fact that Isayama is only giving so little for us to look at makes me think he had to leave out some sort of hint, right? In fact, he could have completely cut out the mystery man’s face so that we only see his hair and then Falco’s face.

Aside from the nose, it’s hard to tell the eye shape but I can say that it appears to be a bigger eye (which Eren has) if you look at the distance from the eyebrow.

Furthermore, if you look closely at the man’s hair scalp area, it is in the same position as Eren’s is. The hair separates in the middle. The fact that this detail is added in this panel above further points out a clue as to who this person could be.

Also, side note but if this does end up being Eren then it seems that the guy has grown a bit of a stub (which honestly makes me so excited for some reason??? lol)

I also need to stress that if this were a “new” or “unknown” character, why would Isayama go through the effort of hiding the man’s face and showing as little as possible? Clearly this is someone we know and considering that he reappears in this chapter means this guy isn’t just some random dude we should feel sorry for, or??

Lastly, I just want to briefly point out that the armband being misplaced implies that this person clearly isn’t familiar with this environment, which is why most of us can at least agree that this is a spy.

2. Eren likes to “act” before he goes in for the kill:

I would like to remind you guys the times Eren has tried to “trick” his enemies by playing innocent before attacking them. Here are some examples:

I think these parallels are important to point out because they show an aspect of Eren’s character, that being that he likes to deceive his enemies (although in a bit of a childish way). For Eren to play as an injured soldier seems very fitting to his character. Of course, I get that he’s a spy and has to “fit in” with the crowd, but he could’ve skipped the effort of cutting his own leg off, right?? Well, I would say that Eren wants to portray himself as weak and vulnerable because that brings less suspicion. I doubt that the Marley soldiers are going to pick on a guy missing a leg, and through this Eren can easily win their sympathy as he did when he tried to rescue Mikasa from the kidnappers. 

3. The mystery man was spying on Reiner:

If you were to ask yourself who Eren would look for if he were to spy on the Marley, wouldn’t the best candidate be Reiner? I mean, if this spy really isn’t Eren, why pay particular attention to Reiner out of all people?? It could have been someone on a much higher position if we’re talking about getting secret information. The fact that this man was watching Reiner heavily implies that he knows who Reiner is, and is using him to find the others. Sure, he could also have gone for Zeke since he has seen the guy before, but I’m sure Eren holds a bigger grudge against Reiner for the moment (he also only saw Zeke for a brief moment so there’s that too). That being said, I have a feeling that this foreshadows a reunion between Reiner and Eren. I wouldn’t be surprised if Eren still wanted to get rid of Reiner first before making any other move. This would make more sense as to why he would choose to spy on Reiner more.

EDIT 4. Eren being the spy fits with the narrative:

@featherpoet made a pretty good point about this so I’m just going to simply quote what they said:

“Since we’ve passed over to the Marley PoV, we’ve seen sooooo many parallels between the characters that grew up there and the ones we knew from Paradis. Gabi -> Eren, Reiner -> Armin, etc. So, it makes narrative sense that the infiltrator would also fit into some sort of mirrored position, since that’s the kind of story that Isayama is telling.

Eren Jaeger is named after Eren Kruger. You know. The spy who informed on the Marley and had a premonition about Mikasa and Armin. It makes soooo much sense that the second Eren would also sneak into the Marley camp. Like, the narrative framing is just too good to pass up. No other character could fit that well.”

EDIT 5. There are parallels seen between Reiner and Eren in the chapter:

@lady-bluebird-luv makes a case pointing out the similarities the two characters have, and I think this only strengthens my prediction that we’re going to see Eren take the role that Reiner had when he was infiltrating Paradis Island. To quote: 

“Both of them have come face-to-face with what they consider to be monsters. We also learn in this chapter that Reiner’s father is Marleyian, and his mother is Eldian. Eren’s parents are both Eldians, but his mother is a Walldian while his father is from outside of the walls. In fact, both Eren and Reiner have fathers from the other side of the walls. for Reiner, it’s the wall between the true Marleyians and the Eldians. For Eren, it’s the wall between Paradise and the rest of the world. In a sense, they’re both hybrids.”

With the previous chapter where we had the mystery guy watching Reiner, I think this parallel we’re seeing only further strengthens my theory that that person is definitely Eren. It’s almost symbolic when you think about it because if this person is Eren, then there might be an implication that Eren might want to take away everything Reiner cherishes (hence making that panel feel more eerie because the danger is literally behind his back). Think about it, we see Reiner in that moment trying to guide the kids away from a place that he considers to be too dangerous, and coincidentally but not coincidentally we see that mystery guy in that direction. Now do I think Eren would do something that cruel? Well, considering the parallels we’re seeing now, I wouldn’t be surprised to see Eren doing it for sake of making Reiner feel the same pain as he did when he lost his mother. 

Now I’ve noticed there are certain claims that have made people skeptical about this person being Eren, and there are a few I would like to argue against:

1. It’s too obvious!!

Okay, first of all, this isn’t the first time Isayama has been “obvious” in regards to the mysteries of AoT. Remember the Female Titan? It was pretty obvious that while all the characters were trying to figure out the identity, most of us knew it was Annie with all the screaming hints we were given. It’s true that sometimes Isayama likes to give as few hints as possible so that the reader doesn’t figure out too much but I think in this case Isayama wants to warn the reader that this person is someone we should watch closely rather than wonder who the hell this person could possibly be.

2. Why would the Survey Corps take such a risk with Eren??

My guess is that either this is actually part of the Survey Corps plan OR Eren decided to run off on his own due to disagreements. Besides, the Survey Corps HAS made risky decisions before. They always have, and it’s not sure whether Eren is the only spy right now. However, I’m gonna go with the latter because it really does make sense that Eren would go on an independent mission. Let’s refer to chapter 45, shall we?

Remember these pages? It’s pretty telling that this is a foreshadowing of what’s to come for Eren. So to say that Eren would be rash enough to charge against an entire country on his own isn’t too crazy to believe. This is exactly what the reader should expect Eren to do. It was him after all who brought up the idea of killing the enemies on the other side. When Eren has a new goal, he’ll charge after it even if everyone else disagrees with him. 

3. Eren wouldn’t be stupid enough to wear the armband on the wrong side!

Ummmm… yes he would actually?? A hot-headed, emotional, acts-first-thinks-later-type-of-guy would do just that??? Sounds like the Eren I know, at least. This isn’t Armin we’re talking about here, you know?? I highly doubt Eren would pay attention to such a small detail. This is the guy who denied all the evidence that Annie was the Female Titan, despite how obvious it was (although be it that his emotions clouded his judgement). He’s never been the guy to come up with a brilliant plan, and I think we can all agree on that. Consider the fact that this guy likes to “look at the bigger picture”, I don’t think you should be surprised that he made such a simple mistake. 

4. The mystery man has limbs cut off! Shouldn’t they have regenerated??

I know others have already explained this one, but I’d like to point out anyway that Reiner managed to control his bitten arm from healing. In this case, it’s very possible that Eren is doing the same and must’ve trained himself to hold back from healing. No need for further explanation.

5. It could be Jean since he has disguised himself as Eren before!

Okay, this one really doesn’t make any sense, considering that if this is true then the Survery Corps are allowing a man with a missing leg to for some reason disguise as Eren with longer hair which NO ONE from the Marley side (Reiner and Zeke) remember him having??? I mean, I highly doubt Jean became a Titan shifter unless he ate Annie which just makes my brain hurt because this theory just doesn’t add up whatsoever lol. Sorry, but I just don’t see a severely injured Jean to follow a plan like this. 

6. Reiner and Zeke would recognise Eren if they saw him!

Actually, no I don’t think they would. Not at first glance, at least. With longer hair, a stub, and a missing leg, one could easily overlook Eren as just another injured soldier. Keep in mind that having longer hair makes it easier to hide his face from others. Eren’s change in his appearance makes all the more sense for him to go undercover. 

7. How are the Survey Corps going to defend themselves if Eren is gone?

I think after the multiple ships sent to Paradis Island that ended up disappearing, I don’t think the Marley are stupid enough to continue sending more. After all, Zeke did mention that they needed a “proper” plan to retrieve the Titan powers. Also, they still have Armin, and maybe even Annie I mean ffs she better not still be in that crystal after all this time lol. I’m sure they are not completely helpless without Eren’s power. 

8. How would Eren not be spotted when coming over to the Marley side?

Well, considering that we know this mysterious guy is all injured, it’s very possible that Eren used this injury to disguise himself as a soldier who was part of the 4 year war. Did he use a small boat to come over? Or did he hijack one of the ships that tried to invade Paradis Island? If he did the latter, then it would have been reported being seen arrive back. My guess is he used one of the Marley soldiers to help him navigate through Marley territory without being spotted. It’s very possible that he still used one of the ships that invaded Paradis Island but found a way to sink it before being seen (he is a Titan shifter so I’ll leave the rest to your imagination). Hell, maybe he even managed to find himself in the middle of a battle before the war ended and that’s how he came up with the idea of injuring himself so it could look like he was on the battlefield. 

So those are my opinions on the Mystery Man as of now. I’m sure I’ve probably forgotten to add some other important points so I’ll be sure to do so if I feel the need to. Feel free to agree or disagree. I’d love to hear what other thoughts people have but for now I am definitely leaning towards this guy being Eren. All the clues seem to point to him.

Bts reaction to being jealous

Request 1: queendanielle-98 - Hey! Can I request angry sex with bts? Lol sorry if this sounds weird, like they’re angry for some reason and fuck you into oblivion?

Request 2:  jihope-taoris - Can I,get a jealous rap line, where they are scared to lose you because your ex comes back and tries to get back with you.

A/N: I know that like an hour go I said I won’t upload anything, but my muse came and I feel responsible for your requests and patience, so despite the fucking cramps, your mommy is going to write.


Jin

He didn’t want you think he was jealous and that was driving him mad. So when you made a move since you were really horny, Jin catched your hand and fastly wrapped his fingers around your neck pulling you down in the couch. “You are a little slut? Aren’t you? I saw your ex wrote to you? Guess I’ll have to show you how things are in reality. I’m fucking you.”

Yoongi

Min Yoongi, subliminal messages are his things. He wanted you to know, he knows about the ex and that he was looking for you. The fact that jealousity and anger got him, he didn’t want you to know. On one of those lazy make out sessions in bed, he asked you about your ex and you said you haven’t  heard form him. His anger got the best of him, you lied to him. His hand tightend behind your neck, aynking you close to him. “You dare lying to me? On all fours baby. We are going to teach manners tonight.”

Namjoon

Your ex met you in the afternoon to tell you that he wants you back, but you said no. You had Namjoon and you didn’t need anyone else. Jimin was apparently in the same caffee, saw you with your ex and told Namjoon. Just to let him know. Namjoon tried to be rational, but anger and doubt were getting the best of him. He decided to show you exactly who your boyfriend was. When you got home, Namjoon was on his throne sofa drinking whiskey, only in THE ripped jeans. The once he wore when you were having fun in the bedroom. And you knew, he knew about the meeting. “Kitten, undress.”

Hoseok

Hobi got simply upset with your ex bothering you. You dismissed his worries, saying that they made absolute no sense. You loved Hobi and that was a fact and nothing less. But as wye know, Hobi thinks less of himself than he is, so he was having doubts and was insecure he might lose you. And what was meant to be love making turned in him fucking the shit out of you, proving himself to you. “I love you princess. But I feel like I have to prove this to you. So, remember when you see him, how I fuck you and how much I love you.”

Jimin

Jiminie rarely got angry or upset. But he was bothering you and he knew it. One day on the streets when you were with Jiminie, you saw him coming to you. When you two were about to cross paths,Jimin noticed him. Your boyfriend pulled you flush against him and kissed you. It was a passionate kiss and btoh of you forgot about the others. “Baby, let’s go home. Fuck him. I need to bend you on the tableand fuck the shit out of you. Now.”

Taehyung

Taehyung was insane. Full of rage. How could you even think about inviting this filthy bastard in your shared apartment and what was your explanation; “We put our differences apart and now we are friends?” Honestly, out of everything, you say this. “I don’t know why are you so worked up about it.” “Why am I SO WORKED UP? Y/N, this is our home and you bring your ex in here as if its nothing. What if something happend? What if he tried to kiss you? What would’ve you done.” You laughed and told him. “You are in a deep need of a blowjob.” Taehyung smirked evily. “I need to fuck you into oblivion baby.” “So do it Kim Taehyung. Do it.”

Jungkook

He didn’t say anything for weeks. He knew you and your ex became friends again and that bothered the shit out of him honestly. But, he didn’t say anything. He tried to keep it in himself. But it just didn’t work. With everyday he got more and more worked about it. Until the bubble bursted. One night you stated that you’re going out with your ex to celebrate his success in work. And that was it. Jungkook had enough. You even wore his favourite mini dress. “Y/N, turn around, get in the room, undress, and wait for me on the bed. I’ve had enough. I feel like we’ll have a reminder on who is your boyfriend. Tell your new friend, that the plans are cancelled. You are enable to walk. Tell him this.”


Masterlist

Request if you have the patience. Those who request one-shots, darlings, I’m working on them. I won’t write anything fast and shabby. I made that clear. Quality before quantity. 

AND CONFESS YOUR SINS, LOVE OR WHATEVER EMOTION YOU FEEL TOWARDS WHOEVER. WHAT HAVE YOU IMAGINED? MOMMY,A.K.A ME, WILL LISTEN.

THIS IS THE WORST DAY EVER

You know what ? I wanted Chris and Eva together since the day they met. At the beginning of Season 4, i thought we would never see Chris again. Frankly, it would have been better. I’m not even upset about the fact that they don’t end up together, after all they were just fuck buddies. But why bring P-Chris back at the last minute? Why those scenes and those messages? If Julie didn’t wanted to put them together, okay, I respect that. But then it was not necessary to make us believe that it was a fucking possibility.


Oh and Yousef didn’t even return ? So you’re telling me it was Sana’s season but we don’t even get a proper end to her story ? I hate this too.

In An Instant: Part Ten (END)

Summary: A romantic comedy about what happens when love literally falls through your window.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Ash (aka me), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark

Warnings: Language, general gross cuteness, some angst, bad writing, bad storylines, possible cheating, but mostly major fluff and feels

Word Count: 1.6K

A/N: I’m finally wrapping up this series. It didn’t quite go the way I had anticipated but I enjoyed it. Thank you to all of you extremely patient people who followed along with me. I’d love to hear what you thought of the series as a whole and what I should/shouldn’t do in future series. I love you all. Special thanks to my babe, @sebbytrash, for reading through this for me. I love you.

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When you awoke that Saturday afternoon, a mere three weeks since you met the life ruiner, Bucky Barnes, your heart literally hurt. Who were you to stop a wedding? You barely knew this guy. There was nothing you could do.

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Me: *makes this post*

Stans who are rummaging through the tag they claim to hate bc I didn’t tag this as #steven universe, only #su critical and spoiler tags: lmao dumbfuck didnt even watch the episode

Me, pushing up my sleeves and brandishing my national arts seal in creative writing and creative writing degree w/ art minor: *inhales*

While Steven lying about being Rose Quartz at the end of “I Am My Mom” isn’t inherently a bad idea and works well in theory, the fact that such a proclamation comes so close on the heels of “Lion 4: Alternate Ending”–which needlessly establishes yet again that Steven is supposed to be himself and follow the beat of his own drum–undermines the morals of both episodes, causing a far reduced impact in him sacrificing himself.

As Steven Universe is now, for some reason, almost exclusively being shown to its audience via random spurts of 5-day single episode releases, we are forced to examine these packages of new episodes as one whole arc–of emotional, physical, internal conflicts that are supposed to mesh into one, cohesive resolution.

And the emotional conflict that begins in “Lion 4: Alternate Ending” does not mesh with the resolution presented to us in “I Am My Mom.” Perhaps the biggest reason as to why it does not mesh is because “Lion 4″ is otherwise self-contained. If they had released the episode in season 2, or in season 3 before “Bismuth,” “Lion 4″ would have had the proper impact as a means of reassuring Steven that Rose did indeed mean for him to be himself, which was already established in “Lion 3: Straight to Video” and had also been a subplot that was becoming more and more prominent with the introduction of Jasper, a Homeworld gem who refused to acknowledge that Steven could be any other being besides Rose Quartz.

However, the majority of this subplot is resolved in “Bismuth,” an episode wherein a Crystal Gem from the War era who was betrayed by and unjustly placed into a solitary confinement-esque prison by Rose Quartz is unbubbled. In the first half of the episode, Bismuth learns that Rose is gone, and that Steven is not a new regeneration, but a whole new being. She praises him, continuously assures him that he is not his mother, and puts her trust in him. Even right before she is poofed and unjustly placed in an equivalent to jail again, she reaffirms that, despite her earlier confusion, Steven is not anything like Rose Quartz. More reparations were necessary in order to fully put his subplot to rest (i.e. Steven and the Gems should have sat down and talked to each other and to Steven about where he stands in the world of the Crystal Gems, and finally affirm that they had been treating him like Rose, but that they cannot do that because even if he acts similarly, Steven is not Rose), however, there is no reason this subplot should have extended past season 3. It is old, tired, and the resolution was predictable even when the conflict was new. However, it is now being trotted out as if it is still a major, untired conflict in the show, taking precious time away from focusing on Garnet’s or Amethyst’s subplots that have largely been abandoned.

This relocation of “Lion 4″ would not have solved the major problem of the episode itself–that, being, that nothing happens in it that the audience has not already seen–and the episode would have been better off not made. But if the crew decided that they absolutely needed “Lion 4″ as an episode, then it should have occurred during the period of time when several characters were insisting that he was Rose Quartz, and begrudged him for supposedly being Rose Quartz.

Which brings us to the episode “I Am My Mom.” As I stated before, Steven lying to save his friends works well in theory, but it falls flat in practice as the climax of Steven Bomb 6. Since the writers did not trust the audience to truly believe that Steven had resolved his “Am I my mother?” conflict already, and since “Lion 4″ sets up the conflict again, the tension of Steven’s relationship to his mother is an overarching dramatic tension of this series of episodes. But at the end, Steven does not come to a conclusion about whether he is his mother or not, but he comes to the conclusion that in order to save his friends, he has to lie about something he has already allegedly resolved. But, again, the largest portion of the emotional arc was resolved between seasons 2 and 3. Bringing it up so suddenly again brings it back into focus for the audience, and packaging it with these episodes enforces the fact that “Am I my mother?” is still relevant, even though it’s not.

And since the theme was brought back from the dead, placed in front of a bunch of episodes, and given gravitas, it is uncertain, again, if Steven truly believes that he is not Rose Quartz. After all, why would he still be looking for hidden messages of his purpose in that video if he truly believed he only had to be himself? In the end, his proclamation of being Rose Quartz–intended to be a lie coming from the mouth of someone who no longer worried about the validity of the statement–is completely undermined because we can no longer be sure that Steven’s personal conflict is resolved. Because “Lion 4″ resurrected the theme, it became an undercurrent for the next few episodes, culminating in Steven’s character regressing due to complete mishandling by the creators. The arc is no longer about Steven taking direct action in a war, but about Steven’s conflict of whether or not he is who he thinks he is.

It is a good idea in theory; it is a terrible idea in execution.

But why go on so long about a “simple kids’ show?” Why bother thinking so much into this? First of all, because so many people have been affected by this show, had their lives changed by this show, that it is unfair to call it “just a–” anything. If you accept that a show can positively impact you, if you crow about how it is “progressive” and has “great representation” then it is no longer simple and forgettable. You have admitted that it is worth close examination.

Second of all, if you believe that there are things unworthy of serious academic examination, extrapolation, and criticism, then you have no actual idea what academic criticism is and why it is important.

You Talk Too Much

Original or requested: Original

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word count: 1.032


Loki tried to take over your city. Again. While you were patiently waiting for the Avengers to come and save the day, the worse happened. You, with a small group of people, were kidnapped. Kidnapped to Asgard. Now, you stand before his throne in a room that seems like a fairytale. It didn’t suppose to look like a fairytale when you’re standing before Loki, the god of Mischief and Lies.

“Is good to see humans surrendering so easily.” With a mean smile, Loki stands up, looking down at you and the others.

“On your knees.”

Immediately, everyone gets down on their knees, not daring to raise their eyes to the Asgardian god.

“You.” He points at you, his smile fading. “Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?”

Keeping your head up, you take a deep breath to gather courage.

“Not interested.” You say, eyes on him as he slowly walks up to you.

“You dare to…”

“Here, just between you and me. I’m not afraid of you. So let’s skip all this worship bullshit and you can take me back home.” You whisper, trying to confuse him. You’ve always been a talker, and you know how to use it in your favor. You just don’t know if it’ll work with a god.

“Are you mad, mortal?” Loki’s face is like ice, you can’t read it. “Take her to a special cell. Kill the others. ”

“What? No!” Before he could turn around, you hold his wrist. He stops anger and surprise in his eyes. “D-don’t do this.”

“Why should I even listen to you?”

“It’s better to be a merciful king than an evil king.”

“I rather be evil.” He whispers before letting the guards take you.

You yell and fight and try to run away, but those guards tell you to keep quiet and just follow the rules. So, when they lock you in this small cell, with a magic glass that can kill you instantly, you scream again. You scream until your throat hurts so bad you can’t find your voice anymore.

After endless hours, you hear footsteps but you don’t bother to stand up. The cold hard ground finally got a bit comfortable. You hope someone is bringing you food. But no. When you see him, the god of Lies again, you know he brought you no food.

“Are you stupidly brave or completely insane?”Somehow, he opens one of those magic glass and enters the cell. “I wish to know what’s on your mind when you stood up to confront me.”

“I’m not the kind of person who…”

“Who’s smart enough to obey your king?”

“You’re not my king.”

“Haven’t you noticed? You’re in Asgard. And this is a gift for you, mortals.” Loki looks around your empty cell, confusion on his handsome face. Wait. Did you just…? No. You can’t think about these things right now. “Were you sleeping on the ground?”

“Yes. Why? You killed the others, why do you care if I’m sleeping on the ground?”

“You talk too much.”

“I know.” You stand up with a sigh, rolling your eyes at the weird sensation that hits your head.

“What is it?” Running to hold you by the waist, Loki saves you from hitting the ground.

“Nothing. I’m just starving. ”

“I’ll command them to bring you something to eat.”

“If you’re going to kill me, you don’t have to feed me first.”

“I quite enjoy your talking. Maybe you can stay for a while to entertain me. ”

“How lucky I am…” You voice faints when the world spins around again, and suddenly, everything goes black.


A warm breeze caress your cheek, and it feels good to be home. You open your eyes to see a blue sky and a sweet light comes to show you that you’re not at home. Is not that Asgard isn’t beautiful, but you don’t like to feel like a prisoner. Moving a bit to sit up, you notice that you’re laying on a very large bed with comfy pillows.

“A golden cage.” You murmur, smelling something that seems to taste like heaven. On a small table next to your bed, there’s a tray with human food.

You happily eat all the fruits, licking your fingers when you’re done with the strawberries. It’s surprising that they got you human food.

“I hope you feel better.” He declares from behind you.

“Yes. Now I can entertain you with my talking. ” You lay down again, fixing the blue dress you’re wearing. “May I ask who put me into this dress?”

“I did.”

You stare at him, wide-eyed, anger building up in your stomach. How could he do something like that?

“You son of a bitch!”

“What’s a bitch?” He looks at you confused, not sure if you insulted him. You try to keep angry, but you burst into laugh suddenly. You cover your mouth with your hands, struggling to calm down again.

“Oh my God. You are so damn funny.”

“I really don’t know what just happened.” That’s when you notice it, the shadow of a smile on his lips. You keep staring at him until it’s gone.

“You should smile more often. It makes you even more handsome. ”

“Smile?”

“Yes.” Cursing yourself for talking too much, you awkwardly look to your hands. “Sorry, I was just saying the truth.”

“I know. I’m the god of lies, I can tell when someone is honest. I miss honest people, there’s no one I can trust here.” Loki walks around the bed, eyes locked on you.

“You can talk to me if you want. As you say, I’m nothing but a human.”

“You say it like it’s a curse.”

“It isn’t.”

“Would you stay if I promise not to kill those humans who came here with you?” He sits on the edge of the bed, uncertain of what to do. You feel his hesitation, even though you can’t understand it.

“I’ll stay. Well, you don’t treat me like a prisoner. ”

“If that’s your wish, you’re not a prisoner.”

“Now, tell me all your sorrows.”

“We may take some hours.”

Sitting up straight, you smile at him. “Go on, I don’t mind.”

Pet Names

pairing: connor murphy x reader

word count: 1000

warnings: swearing

summary: connor and you are having trouble trying to decide what pet name you’re going to call each other now that you’re in a relationship.

a/n: kinda dumb and silly but!!! i thought it would be really funny to write and something really simple and small that would just be a lil bit of happiness!!! enjoy


“I just don’t see why it matters.”

“Of course it matters, Connor!”

“You keep saying that and I still don’t understand why.”

“Because it does!”

“But why?”

“It just does!”

“Does it really?”

You tugged the end of his braid until he turned around to look at you. When he saw the pout on your face, he rolled his eyes and returned his focus back to his nails. He had been painting his fingernails for the past twenty minutes – he kept taking layers off and redoing them, however, so by now, the tips of his hands were stained black.

“Well, you’re not really helping me here,” he commented, bringing his thumb up and examining it. “You, of all people, should know how uncreative I am.”

“Bullshit,” you told him. “And besides, I’m not supposed to help. You’re supposed to think of it yourself.”

“But why?”

“Shut up!” Connor shook his head as he chuckled and you frowned, tugging the ends of his hair again. “And stop moving or the hair is gonna fall out,” you warned him, moving the hair elastic from the patch of quilt beside you and taking it in between your teeth. “And then I’ll be really mad.”

“I just… I just don’t see why it’s such a big deal.”

“Because everyone does!”

“Oh, and because everyone else wears shorts in the summertime, I should do that, too?”

“No,” you told him. “Wearing jeans year-round is your style.”

“And maybe this is my style.”

“But it shouldn’t be!”

“How about this,” Connor said exasperatedly, pulling away from you and turning his body to face you, “you throw out suggestions, and I’ll, uh, approve of them or disapprove of them. And then we’ll just… go from there.”

“Okay,” you agreed. “Baby.”

No. I would find it really if you called me something that implied I was your fucking dad.”

“It’s a common nickname, Connor!”

“Yeah, okay, but I don’t like it.”

“What do you like?”

Connor raised an eyebrow at you and tilted his head down. “Really?” he asked, moving slightly closer. His hair fell out of the would-be braid and dangled in front of his face, like a waterfall of chocolate waves. You hated that he was so pretty – you needed to win this argument. You couldn’t lose because he was irresistible. “Do I really need to tell you?”

You waited until his face was close enough that you could feel his breath washing over your skin to pull away. “Darling.”

Connor made a retching sound and fell backwards on the bed, stretching his legs as long as he could and laying them across your lap.

“Sweetie.”

“Next.”

“Sweetie-pie.”

“I’m not your mother.”

“Why does every nickname remind you of parents?”

“Because parents are almost always the ones who give you your first nickname, when they regret giving you the first name they gave you and want to avoid saying it as much as possible.”

Your mouth fell open. “Connor…”

“’That was a ridiculously good point’,” Connor squeaked, his voice moving an octave higher to his typical impression of you. “’Why thank you, sweetums, I know.’”

Sweetums?”

Connor laughed. “No, dear Lord, I was making a fucking joke,” he told you before you could say anything. “Jesus, if I called you sweetums, I… I think I’d dump myself for you.”

You giggled and lay down on the bed, untangling your legs from his and swinging them over top. “I feel like we’ve discussed already that I’m not going to dump you.”

“If I called you sweetums, I think you’d want to.”

You giggled again and rolled onto your side so you could see him better. He was staring at you with such bright, attentive eyes – he was almost never really like this. Even when you were alone, sometimes, he could still be cold. But right now, at such a late hour, he was all yours. And despite how tired you were, you didn’t want to sleep.

“Sweet cheeks.”

“Accurate, but no.” Connor picked up a pillow, lightly tossing it at you. “Next.”

“Babykins.”

“Jesus fuck.”

“Okay, okay, not babykins,” you interrupted. “How about… snookie?”

“Isn’t that, like, a female rapper… or something?”

“I dunno,” you replied, tossing the pillow back at him and watching as it fell onto his stomach. “Did I say darling?”

“Should I say it complete with a Southern accent too?” Connor asked, and before you could see anything, pushed himself up and cleared his throat. “’Come give ol’ Connor a kiss, darlin’.”

You grabbed another pillow from beside you and threw at it him to get him to shut up. “You need to assist me in this process, not drag me down,” you informed him.

“I would love to help, Y/N, honestly; I would. But I have zero inspiration whatsoever and I’m very, very tired.”

“Don’t go to sleep on me, baby,” you whined, sitting upright and beginning to crawl towards him. “Don’t go to sleep, lil’ baby Con-con.”

Connor groaned. “’Con-con?’” he scoffed. “That’s, like, the worst thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Connor Murphy,” you said firmly, throwing one leg and one arm over his body so you were perched over top of him, “pick a pet name for me.”

He squeezed his eyes shut. “Are you trying to seduce me just so I will do your bidding?”

You nodded and giggled slightly. “Yes, that’s literally what I’m doing.”

Surprisingly, he laughed and opened his eyes, moving his head to peck a kiss on the tip of your nose. “Can’t you just pick a name and then we can finish this? I have some sleep I need to catch up on.”

“Baby.”

No.”

“My love.”

Connor went silent.

“What?” you questioned. You crossed your arms over your chest and sat upright, your legs still on either side of his torso. “Love? That’s the name you like? Are you kidding?”

Connor shook his head and covered his face with his hands. “It’s… uh, like it’s cute.”

“What are we, British?” you said in disbelief. “’Oh, yes, milove, I could do with a spot of tea!’”

“It’s… like, it’s not horrible.”

Despite the frank surprise that this was the nickname he liked the most, a grin crept onto your face. “I love you, love.”

Connor sighed. “Never mind, it’s dumb.”

“You’re damn right it is,” you agreed. “But don’t worry. I have all the time in the world to think of one…”

“I guess that means I do too?”

You nodded. “Now, how do you feel about fruit-related names…”

The Lego Movie - Sentence Starters
  • "Cover your butt."
  • "Oh, now there's a prophecy."
  • "All this is true, because it rhymes."
  • "That was a great, inspiring legend...that you made up."
  • "Good morning, apartment!"
  • "Ah here it is, the instructions to fit in, have everyone like you, and always be happy!"
  • "Wear clothes. Whoops, almost forgot that one!"
  • "Honey, where are my pants?"
  • "What was I just thinking? Ah, I don't care."
  • "Take everything weird and blow it up!"
  • "Who wants to eat some delicious chicken wings and get craaazyyyy?!"
  • "...I think I heard a whoosh."
  • "I feel like maybe I should touch that."
  • "So you've never heard of the prophecy?"
  • "I watch a lot of cop shows on TV, isn't there also supposed to be a good cop?!"
  • "That guy's not a criminal mastermind."
  • "We all have something that makes us something, and ____ is...nothing."
  • "Am I gonna die?!"
  • "Yes, we've told him he'll live so he doesn't try to escape, but...we're lying to him."
  • "Come with me if you wanna not die."
  • "What are you, a DJ?"
  • "Darn darn darn, darny, darn!"
  • "Oh my g-o-s-h!"
  • "I'm not sure exactly why you'd bring that up."
  • "I never have any ideas."
  • "Blah blah blah, proper name, place name, backstory stuff."
  • "I think I got it. But just in case... Tell me the whole thing again, I wasn't listening."
  • "How scary can someone's office be?"
  • "This meeting could run a little bit...deadly."
  • "It makes me just want to pick up whoever's standing closest to me and just throw them through this window!"
  • "All I'm asking for is total perfection!"
  • "Howdy guys! Come sit on me!"
  • "I don't think he's ever had an original thought in his life."
  • "Introducing, the double decker couch! So everyone can watch TV together and be buddies!"
  • "That idea is just the worst."
  • "Your mind is so prodigiously empty that there is nothing in it to clear away in the first place."
  • "I'm dark and brooding too! ...Guys, look! A rainbow!"
  • "Any idea is a good idea! Except the not happy ones."
  • "I know what you're thinking: he is the least qualified person in the world to lead us! And you are right!"
  • "You are so disappointing on so many levels."
  • "This is not how Batman dies!"
  • "Somebody get me some markers! Some construction paper! And some glitter glue!"
  • "I'm here to see...your butt."
  • "You're telling me that you have a machine to control the universe and you can't listen to tunes in surround sound?"
  • "I want speakers that you can hug with your arms and your legs."
  • "I didn't draw that, is that me exploding?!"
  • "Must be weird. One minute, you're the most special person in the universe. The next, you're nobody!"
  • "Unfortunately, I'm going to have to leave you here to die."
  • "So I guess running around and screaming is normal."
  • "You don't know me, but I'm on TV, so you can trust me."
  • "SPACESHIP!"
  • "What in the world is that? It's adorable."
  • "Do not eat me!"
  • "Why is the dragon on top of the luxury condo development?"
  • "You don't have to be the bad guy."
  • "He's the hero you deserve."
  • "Everything is awesome!"
2AM - part 7 (A Minseok Series)

Genre: Angst

Characters: Minseok X You

2AM [M] - part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8


Had you become desensitized to him now? You had been seeing his face all night. All month actually.

But seeing Minseok in person felt like a dream. Of all the places, in that stupid bar that you loved because of its dark quiet hidden corners and the proximity to your apartment and that damn smile of his.

So wide and so believable. And yours, just as wide and just as believable.

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petitmaitre-et-soncorbeau  asked:

soulmateAU: when your soulmate eats something you grave what they are eating! please! I mean Will poor poor Will graving human meat? goddamnit or Hannibal graving fast food? xD well this can be angsty or funny! :^)

I couldn’t decide between angsty or funny so I wrote both! :D

1.

For the first year, he doesn’t mind it.

The menu doesn’t vary much. It’s mostly cooked fish, steamed vegetables (usually string beans), nicely fluffed rice. It’s whiskey most nights and coffee most mornings (and some mornings it’s coffee and whiskey). It’s the occasional Hershey’s chocolate bar, which makes Hannibal’s palate wince - he really thought he’d taught Will how to appreciate a nice bitter dark chocolate, but he supposes some habits are hard to break.

It’s fresh lemon pie in the summer, and warm cider with rum in the winter. It’s the beef stew that Hannibal gave him the recipe for, made with a really lovely bordeaux.

It’s lomo saltado, once, although there’s a saltwater aftertaste that’s unmistakable.

All of these tastes, lingering in the back of Hannibal’s throat, dancing on the edges of his senses, he savours. Because it’s a small piece of Will that he can still cling to within these white, lifeless walls. It’s why he behaves so perfectly for his guards - the most gentlemanly of murderers - and it works. Works so well that they grant him special meal privileges, all so that Will can still taste Hannibal’s cooking, now and then.

But even that small thread can bring the deepest of pain when tugged too tight, and it does just that on an unremarkable Sunday afternoon.

The day that Hannibal tastes wedding cake on his tongue.

It’s a light sponge, perfectly moist with a dark chocolate buttercream. A simple cake, but well made. The taste makes Hannibal want to vomit.

Then he tastes the ghosting press of fingers as they playfully shove the cake in his - Will’s - face, and he does vomit then.

He retches in his tiny porcelain toilet with violent force, and he holds the stale acrid tang of it in his mouth before he spits, hoping that somewhere far away Will gets a taste.

Then he rinses his mouth out, splashes water on his face, and lies down in his grey cot. He stares up at the void of the ceiling and wishes he could never taste anything ever again.

(fluffy part 2 under the cut)

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The one where you just want to be happy.

Originally posted by simplybridal

Surprise surprise! The third addition to the Divorce Series AU. I was so happy by the reaction I received from you guys that I thought you deserved another update ASAP. Let me know if you guys are enjoying it, if I should continue writing it. ENJOY! :)

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Same Patterns {Part 5}

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Summary: You and your broken heart now live separated from the Avengers. It hurts, and they all try the same thing to make you come back - but when will it work?

Words: 1423 - this was supposed to be a drabble

Warnings: Angst. She slaps someone…not telling who.

You had promised to be only gone a week, but a week had turned into two and then three, then a month, not quite yet ready to face him. If you were honest, you would probably spend the rest of your time like this; unless something big happened. And happened it did.

It was early in the evening. You were tired. Tired of your meaningless job and the endless stacks of paperwork needed to be filled out; tired of the simple scout and report missions that a five year old could undergo in their sleep; and tired from knowing once more you may have to hurt your friends and turn them down once more because your heart had been trampled on.

Because you do not think you would ever be ready to hear why Bucky did what he did. But life was something that never went as planned. It was always a cup full to the brim with just one more drop from spilling over and releasing a flood. Two months after hiding yourself, the one person you wanted to see the least or most, you still were not quite sure which it was – knocked on your door.

“For the last time guys, I don’t want to come back yet.” You called from inside your apartment, assuming it was someone else here to convince you otherwise. Maybe Peter?

“I’m not here to convince you to come back, Y/N. I just want you to give me the chance to speak.” Not Peter. Definitely not Peter.

Your whole body seized up, unable to comprehend what he was doing there.

“Y/N?” he spoke again after your silence.

You managed to get your mouth open and force some sounds out to show that you were still there. “So speak.”

“I…I’m so sorry, I can’t say anything to excuse what I did but I…I get it if you never want to forgive me or see my face again, but don’t punish everyone else for my stupidity. Everybody misses you. They need you there. You’ve been gone for nearly two months and I don’t think things have ever been quieter than right now. Steve misses training with you. Tony’s happy whenever he leaves to check up on you, but when he comes back he has this sour look on his face. That punk, Peter stopped showing up as much now that you’re gone – you know he looks at you like an older sister; you have a family back home and…if I’m not a part of that, so be it. I deserve it. I royally screwed up, but don’t punish them.”

You stood with your back to the door, lightly resting your head against the wood as he spoke. When he finished, you remained there, absorbing everything. Slowly you took of the chain on your door and opened the door just a crack. At the unexpected sound, Bucky had leapt up to look at you for the first time in months. He only caught a peak of you, just enough to know that your eyes were red-rimmed and the dry paths of tears betrayed you, you had been crying since before he was there. Your hair was a mess, not combed through and all over the place; he caught a glimpse o what shirt you were wearing. It was one of his, probably swept up in your packing that day before you erratically returned his belongings. He had assumed you would have burnt it in your anger. You still looked beautiful in his eyes; the same enchanting person you were when he first met you. His heart leapt and then broke once you opened your mouth.

“Why?” The voice was so broken and hurt. Bucky loathed himself for being the cause of it. How could he have ever caused you this pain? He opened his mouth to ask ‘Why what?’ but you interrupted him, continuing, “Why did you do it?”

“Y/N…”

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anonymous asked:

Sophie, I really want to know why you are so diligent about A. Lot. Of. Stuff. But mostly lately why you're so diligent on Camila being gay gay gay. I understand someone wanting someone to be something, and I csnt understand if you're just being playful and witty sometimes or if you really are 100% in your notions. How are you really going to ignore the fact that she does use male pronouns and says Boys, Boys, BOYS.. and you're just always going to think shes lying or making it up? Bi/Pans.

I don’t think you know what the word “diligent” means sweets but anyways I think you mean why am I so set on Camila being gay?

Okay first of all you can’t deny the fact that Camila has been completely inconsistent in her stories - first she didn’t have her first kiss but turned out she did, then she’s never been in a serious relationship but the album is about someone she’s obviously been very serious with, but then again it’s not about boys, so it’s supposed to be about her journey, and yet she keeps bringing up this “relationship” and this “someone” she saw at the studio and thought about while shooting the music video - then the whole album is a concept to tell a story, a story she said she doesn’t have anything more to say about, that she got everything out of her, and yet there she is a couple of days later saying that the album isn’t finished and that she needs a boyfriend to finish it! You add to that the fact that she didn’t sing the “her” during her BBMAS performance, because someone certainly told her not to - I’m not saying Camila is lying because I absolutely want her to be gay, I’m saying she’s lying because I really think she is!  After all these years it’s pretty easy to detect Camila’s bullshit and the management’s plans behind them!

As to me being so set on her being a “lesbian” and not “bi” or “pan” I’m usually just joking around, because non of us know for sure except Camila, she’s the only one who gets to decide what she is and if she even wants to label herself - so when I pull out my Gaymila file or slide it’s usually because there is a gay behavior there and tbh it’s hilarious how many there are!  But nevertheless , my personal opinion, my guess, my theory, that I keep strictly to this blog, is that Camila is a lesbian, just like others are gonna think she’s straight, or bi, or pan, or something else, this is all supposition - if tomorrow Camila identifies herself clearly as one of these sexualities then I won’t love her any less - I won’t lie, if tomorrow she gets a real boyfriend, not a pr stunt, I’ll be disappointed for sure but it won’t be the end of the world, I love her too much to get hung up on that.

That being said, as long as I don’t see her actually in a straight relationship, I’ll keep believing that she’s gay and is forced to stay in closet because of the industry she’s evolving in, which is something that highly pisses me off and worries me.

I’ll add to that I have the right to have a settle opinion and believe what I believe as long as I’m respectful to Camila and to other people’s beliefs - you’ll never see me say to an anon that they’re wrong for believing that Camila might be straight or bi or pan, I just respectfully agree to disagree or use a Camren laughing gif, because I like them and they bring a nice effect! (also I truly find it funny to even imagine Camila with a guy, I can’t help it, it’s just the way my brain works - just like I find mascots falling hilarious, I find straight Camila hilarious as well)

You know I once answered to an anon who thought all the Camren theories were absurd, that you should just take this whole thing as a giant fanfic that feeds off real events, and in my fanfic Camila happens to be gay - I’ll never bring that fanfic into the real world because I’ll never directly bother the girls with it, and as long as I do that, I see no reason for me not to be as delusional as I want to, and believe Camila is as gay as it comes.

someday i’d like to break into jj abram’s house and beat him over the head with a box. then when he asks me who i am and why i’m doing this, i’ll tell him it’s a fucking mystery and then beat him over the head again for the next two years or so

Unrequited Part 2 || Jughead Jones

Prompt requested to me from my very dear friend and one of the nicest people I’ve ever met: @shakesbaere (and the lovely @gottalovetheapocalypse :))

Link to Unrequited Part 1: https://mrs-jughead-jones.tumblr.com/post/157403054731/unrequited-jughead-jones

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy!! That’s all I really have to say.

Gif by @stlinskim

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“Hey. Jughead. Jughead!” a voice called, pulling the teenager out of his thoughts.

Jughead had been sitting at Pop’s now for hours. You had confessed your feelings for him three hours ago and he had rejected you despite liking you back.

Idiot.

Jughead looked up at the voice that was calling him. It was Pop who sighed at the pathetic teenager.

“Are you just gonna sit there and mope all day or are you gonna get that girl?” he asked.

Jughead sighed, sitting back in his chair.

“I can’t do anything else, Pop,” he said. “I already told her my true feelings.”

Jughead hated the way the lies tasted on his tongue. Pop snorted.

“We both know that’s not true,” he said, sitting down across from Jughead.

Jughead looked up at the man who sighed.

“Jughead, I’ve known you since you were a kid. I’ve seen the way you are around her. You love her.” the old man stated.

Jughead’s head jerked up at that, his eyes wide.

“No—I—I can’t—“ he began but stopped, knowing defending himself was a lost cause.

Jughead sighed.

“It’s complicated, Pop.” he said, sitting back.

Pop nodded.

“You’re worried the two of you are going to end up like your parents, aren’t you? That’s why you lied to her.” he stated, hesitant to bring the subject up.

Jughead flinched at the mention of his parents but nodded anyway.

Pop sighed again.

“Well, I can’t tell you that the two of you won’t end up like your parents. No one can predict the future,” he began. “But I can guarantee you that you’ll never have that happy ending if you ignore your feelings.”

Jughead shook his head.

“I-I can’t, Pop. I just broke her heart. How am I going to fix that?” he asked.

Pop got up from the booth.

“Do what you wished Archie would’ve done last summer,” he said, walking off. 

“Just talk to her.”

Jughead approached your house with shaky hands. What if you didn’t believe him? What if you didn’t even let him talk to you? Explain himself to you? What if you never wanted see him?

A door slamming made Jughead look up and he froze when he saw who it was walking towards him.

Veronica Lodge. A very angry Veronica Lodge. You must’ve called her after Jughead had rejected you, needing a shoulder to cry on. Jughead gulped as he knew what was coming.

“Jughead Jones the Third, you have some explaining to do.” she growled walking right up to him so there were mere inches between them.

Jughead gulped again.

“I need to talk to Y/N.” he said.

Veronica stepped back and crossed her arms.

“Oh, you’ve done more than enough talking this evening.” she said.

Jughead groaned.

“Look, I know I messed up, okay? This is all so new to me and complicated. I thought if I rejected her, I could spare her of a broken heart in the future. Instead, I broke her heart by lying to her. I just want to tell her I’m sorry, and that what I told her isn’t how I feel at all.” he said.

Veronica opened her mouth, ready to tell Jughead off again when the two of them heard the front door open again.

“Veronica,” you called, making the Lodge girl turn around. Even from a distance, Jughead could tell you had been crying. Your eyes and cheeks were red and your voice was raw.

“It’s okay. He can come in.” you said.

Veronica looked like she was about to protest but instead closed her mouth and nodded. Jughead began to walk past her until Veronica grabbed his arm, stopping his movement. She leaned in close to his ear.

“You hurt her again and you’re dead. Understand that?” she asked.

Jughead quickly nodded and Veronica let go of his arm, watching the black-haired boy like a hawk as he followed you into your house.

He closed the door behind him as he followed you into your living room, utter silence between the two of you. Eventually you sat on the couch and Jughead sat down next to you, awkward silence filling the small space between the two of you.

“I, um, came to apologize,” Jughead said softly and you turned to look at him. “At the diner… I lied. About how I really felt towards you.”

You scoffed.

“Why?” you asked. “Jughead, why would you lie about something like that?” you asked.

He sighed.

“Y/N, it’s just that… My parents…” he began, struggling for a way to explain. “They had such a good relationship in the beginning. Everything was happy, they were happy, even Jellybean and I were happy. And then just one day… no one was.”

He turned to you and realized your faces were millimeters apart.

“It ended in disaster, Y/N. You remember how I came to you crying about what happened,” he said. “I just thought if I could avoid love with everyone for the rest of my life, I wouldn’t be able to hurt them like my parents hurt each other. Instead, I broke your heart, you, the person I love the most in the world and the person most important to me by lying to you. I’m sorry.”

There. The truth was out. You were silent as you contemplated your next words. Jughead was about to get up and leave, thinking that he ruined everything all over again by telling you the truth when he felt you gently take his hand.

“We won’t be like them.” you said softly.

“How do you know?” Jughead asked.

You thought for a second.

“Because we witnessed what happened to them. We know the mistakes they made, the paths they took to get them where they are today. We’ll avoid those mistakes, and we’ll avoid those paths. We’ll take the other road. We’ll be okay.” you said.

Jughead thought about your words for a second before smiled softly, looking down as your intertwined fingers.

“Well…” he began. “Guess we’re really doing this, huh? After all this time?” he asked.

You smiled.

“Yeah. Guess we are.”

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A/N: Send me feedback! Hope you liked it!

Compromise

A/n I accidentally fell in love and now I’m going to do a Diana spam. Sorry if she seems a little OOC this is my first one. Also, I might do a mini-series after I get a little more confident in my ability.

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Diana kept a small distance, because she couldn’t bring herself to keep a large distance. She began to concentrate on little details that she normally overlooked; she had gathered a small pile of information on little things that y/n did. It was an odd little hobby but she liked it. Even though she hadn’t known y/n for long, Diana knew a lot of little things about her; the way y/n’s eyebrows furrowed when she was concentrated on something, the little wrinkle that showed up. Diana noticed the way y/n unconsciously licked her lips, or bit them to hold back a laugh at inappropriate times. Diana noticed the comments y/n muttered when she thought no one was listening. It was ironic, the fact that y/n secretly glanced at Diana half of the time and Diana stole looks at y/n the other half of the time.

Diana’s ‘hobby’ was her comprise to herself; she couldn’t act on her feelings towards y/n so she had two things in her process of ignoring them. Y/n and her had these little moments. Sometimes they were long, other times short, but they were moments where they forgot everything it each other.

“Hey Diana,” y/n approached from her old spot next to Barry.

Y/n was also a meta-human, which is why Diana’s secret identity wasn’t a problem. “Hello y/n,” she replied.

“You alright,” y/n questioned? Diana gave a slightly peculiar look in response which made y/n feel like she hadn’t worded that in the best way; y/n jumped in to correct herself. “I mean…you don’t seem your usual self. If something is wrong, you don’t have to tell me, I just want you to know that I’m here if you need me to be.”

Y/n finished her statement by placing a hand on Diana’s arm in a warm matter; that was enough for Diana to forget about her distancing thing. She smiled softly at the action. It was one of those moments.

“Thank you for that, y/n,” she moved her hand so that it was touching y/n. “If I need to talk, you will be the first person I go to.”

“Okay,” y/n replied. She didn’t know what to say, but she didn’t want to ruin the moment. Then
her phone buzzed, y/n reluctantly looked at it. “Oh my gosh.”

“What,” Diana asked? “Is something wrong?”

Y/n smiled, “no, everything’s actually great. One of my best friends, Erin, from where I live says he’s arrived to town. He’s had this trip planned for awhile.”

Diana didn’t know what that sinking feeling in her stomach was, but she knew she didn’t like it. “That’s great,” she said through a forced smile.

Another phone buzz. “Erin just asked if I could pick him up at the airport. I’ll be on my way.”

“Hey y/n,” Diana called as y/n turned away, “mind if I go with you.”

“Not at all,” y/n replied. “But I’m driving.”

Diana was skeptical of Erin. She kept eyeing him and touching y/n’s non-driving hand. Diana was unusually quiet. Finally y/n dropped Erin off at his hotel.

“Something wrong,” y/n asked on the way back?

“I’m fine,” Diana muttered in an irritated voice.“

“Sorry, you just seemed annoyed ever since Erin showed up.” Y/n defended.

Diana didn’t really think it through before she replied, “I just don’t like the way he looked at you.”

Y/n could feel that there was a potential jealousy there but it made her laugh. “Are you jealous?”

“No,” Diana lied while crossing her arms.

They arrived at y/n’s apartment, which they had earlier agreed to go to. Y/n laughed once again. “I can’t imagine why you’d be jealous. I mean Erin is here to propose to his boyfriend.”

“What?”

“Yeah, it’s there three year anniversary so he flew here to propose at dinner.” Y/n explained.

Diana didn’t know how to react. She finally said, “…oh.”

“I think it’s cute that you were jealous.” Y/n teased. Then in a more serious tone, “not sure why?”

“You really do not know that I am basically in love with you.” Diana didn’t mean to say it but she could not bring herself to regret it. Y/n say still, in surprise. The silence made Diana reconsider it all. “I should not have-”

Diana didn’t get to finish her sentence because y/n pulled her into a kiss. It was warm and held something that neither could quite place.

“I’m basically in love with you too,” y/n breathed after she pulled away.

Diana grinned, “really?”

“Yes.”

“Well we are going to make up for lost time,” Diana answered before kissing her again.