you are tearing down walls i

This good bye tastes different
It’s got more of a finality to it-
a subtle hint of everything
that has crashed down around us

There’s no more room
for fighting or crying
No tearing down each other’s walls
or even building them back up again

so this good bye tastes different
in that “I could’ve sworn this was gonna last but we still ended up here” kind of way

this good bye is just
you, me,
and not enough reasons to stay

—  is this what good bye is supposed to sound like

anonymous asked:

how was John Lennon an awful person?

He wrote a song called “Woman is the N**ger of the World” in which he completely erases women of colour - he wanted the song to symbolise patriarchy but he completely ignores the fact that white women are much more privileged than women of colour. Not to mention a white man using the N word is horrendously racist. He appropriated Indian culture. He stole music from artists of colour. He made ignorant and racist comments about people of colour - And then someone said: It’s a n**ger singing.’ I didn’t know Negroes sang.” He wrote a song about anti-immigration, called “No Pakistanis”, a favourite of the Neo-Nazi group, Stormfront…

He very often made offensive and cruel comments about disabled people and often mimicked them as a joke. He called disabled people “cripples.” He once exclaimed that disabled people touching him was “horrifying” -  Wherever we went there’s always a few seats laid aside for cripples and people in wheelchairs… they’re pushing them at you like you’re Christ or something. You’d open up every night, and instead of seeing kids there you’d just see a row full of cripples on the front… It seemed like (we were) just surrounded by cripples and blind people all the time. And when we’d go through corridors, everybody would be – they’d be all touching us. It got horrifying.” He wrote a song called “crippled inside.”

Additionally, he would physically and emotionally abuse his children and wife. The following are quotes from Cynthia Lennon, in her book “John”:

“Before I could speak he raised his arm and hit me across the face, knocking my head into the pipes that ran down the wall behind me. Without a word he waked away, leaving me dazed, shaky, and with a very sore head.”

“John’s erratic behaviour around Julian continued - fun one moment and violent anger the next. And he could be like this with Sean too, reducing the little boy to tears of terror.”

“The whole family had been having fun, making Mickey Mouse pancakes and fooling around, when Julian giggled. John turned on him and screamed, ‘I can’t stand the way you fucking laugh! Never let me hear your fucking horrible laugh again.’ He continued with a tirade of abuse until Julian fled once again to his room in tears. It was monstrously cruel and has affected him ever since. To this day he seldom laughs.”

Below is a quote from John Lennon:

“I used to be cruel to my woman, I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved. I used to be cruel to my woman, and physically — any woman. I was a hitter. I couldn’t express myself and I hit. I fought men and I hit women.”

Below is a quote from Sean Lennon, his son:

[He was] teaching me how to cut and eat steak, which was a mystery to me at age 4; how to stick the fork in and cut behind it, and that was how you got a piece in your mouth. I think it was that night when he got very upset with me, I think because of something I did very cheekily with the steak. He did wind up yelling at me very, very loudly to the point where he damaged my ear, and I had to go to the hospital.”

For a long time, neither of them spoke. Somewhere far beyond the office walls, Harry could hear the sound of voices, students heading down to the Great Hall for an early breakfast, perhaps. It seemed impossible that there could be people in the world who still desired food, who laughed, who neither knew nor cared that Sirius Black was gone forever. […]

“I feel I owe you another explanation, Harry,” said Dumbledore hesitantly. “You may, perhaps, have wondered why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess … that I rather thought … you had enough responsibility to be going on with.” Harry looked up at him and saw a tear trickling down Dumbledore’s face into his long silver beard.

Hello neighbour from hell, may I help renovate your house?

Strap your seatbelts, this will be Odyssey long one. First thing first, let me take some time to introduce you to Cruella de Vil of this story, who I hated for many years with a fury of a thousand raging diarrheas. You know that joke if you had a gun with two bullets and you were in a room with Hitler, Bin Laden, and x-person, you would shoot x-person twice? Well, not only would I shoot her, I would proceed to beat her with gunstock, perform exorcism on her lifeless body (just in case) and then burry the remains. She is stereotypical neighbour from hell. And hell is in this case the Mediterranean.

I live in a medium sized Mediterranean town with ancient heritage; all the houses are old and jammed close to each other. My neighbourhood is also made of these stone houses which share walls, so for instance when my neighbour to the right plays guitar in his bedroom, I hear it in my living room (I don’t mind him though, he is always really quiet, respects the hours and plays Rolling Stones and Metallica really well) and when I fart in my toilet, Cruella on the left side hears it clearly. Suits her well.

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Altean broom closet

((CLAUSTRAPHOBIC LANCE fic under the cut with some Klangst and some cuddling))

He doesn’t remember what the fight is about, but he knows it’s petty. Something stupid that they both blew out of proportion.

“Do you ever just shut up!?” Keith yells, bringing a hand up to the bridge of his nose.

Lance folded his arms, “Do you ever stop saying stupid shit!?” he mocked, getting into Keith’s face with an angry step forward.

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home after rain

blue orchids short story

pairing: jungkook | reader
genre: too much fluff.. too much cute
word count: 3.986
author’s note: surprise! \o/ I honestly have no idea how or why this happened. yesterday I just… started writing, and here we are, a few thousand words later. also, bear in mind that this is a sequel to blue orchids, so you need to read that one first if you want to understand this short piece. hope you all enjoy!

This story is set six years into the future within Blue Orchids’ universe.


The sun rays are melting on your skin. It has been a while since the skies opened up like this, leaving the sun bare to the living, its warmth a pleasant gift after days of storm and gloom. The sand under your legs and feet is, fortunately, not scorching — not yet, at least. The early morning is still warming up to the pristine sun, and the salty winds of the beach are still a strange mixture of the growing heatwave and the remnants of past iciness.

You cannot remember the last time you visited the beach, but it does not feel foreign or uncomfortable. It feels like you belong, mind at peace and body molding to the sand as your extended legs allow your toes to brush against the gentle waves that break and ebb away, water still too chilly to enjoy at its fullest.

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His || Jungkook || 0.13

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Teaser | 0.1 | 0.2 | 0.3 | 0.4 | 0.5 | 0.6 | 0.7 | 0.8 | 0.9 | 0.10 | 0.11 | 0.12 | 0.13

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mafia BTS reaction to their s/o running away from them

ilook-soperfectstandinghere14 schrieb an btsmafiablog: 

Hey hey! I think I’ve already sent a request but not sure if you’ve got it! So could I kinda re-request it? It’s like when you run away from them and they find you again or how they meet the reader who is like aware of them in the mafia but not involved in any mafia business (that makes no sense sorry)! Thank you xx            

i didn’t really get the part of the mafia but without being involved part haha, but i hope you like it! ♡

Jin: He’d be so worried as soon as he found out you ran away, he’d have his men scour all the nearer cities for you, driving around himself in a rush to find you. So when he did find you, he’d probably pull you close before staring into your eyes with hurt and guilt in his face, telling you to “Never ever do that again.”

Originally posted by princesseok

Hoseok: Starting from the moment he came home to a 3am empty apartment, he wouldn’t rest until he went to all of the places you could’ve been hiding in, eventually finding you at the abandoned gas station the two of you had found when your car broke down in the middle of the highway. He’d practically choke you by hugging you so so hard, have a breakdown as he saw the tears in your eyes and apologise over and over for not telling you what kind of business he was in.

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Namjoon: He’d notice you were gone as he woke up in the middle of the night, the side of the bed you’d usually sleep one cold and empty, immediately get up to go look for you. Little did he know you’d find out about his gang affiliation sooner or later and he wanted to tell you about it, but as he found you crying in the suburbs he knew he had messed up, big time. Guilt’d explode in his chest and express itself through a single tear running down his face before he embraced you and buried his head in your neck.

Originally posted by cuddly-snake

Yoongi: The anger, hurt, guilt and pain would be reflected in the mess he’d left his office in as he pushed tables and chairs over, frustration being his accompanist as he rushed to his car, driving to where he knew he’d find you. He’d push you against the nearest wall, brush your tears away before breaking down and telling you “I thought I’d lost you.”, apologising to you over and over that he didn’t tell you earlier.

Originally posted by nvmyg

Jimin: There was no way to hide his pain and guilt as he found you after searching for days, he’d weakly walk to you, whispering “I’m sorry.”. He’d be so relieved when you told him you’d forgive him and carefully wrap his arms around you, pecking you all over the face, all the way while promising himself that from now on, he’d tell you everything.

Originally posted by daffodiltae

Taehyung: Just as Yoongi, he’d probably destroy something in his frustration, shouting at everyone to tell him where you were. He wouldn’t calm down until he found you; once he tracked your phone he thought of an apology on his way to your location, jumping out of the car to throw his arms around you. The pain would be visible in both your and his eyes so he’d lean his forehead against yours, entertwining hands with you as he told you he loved you.

Originally posted by bang-sayang

Jungkook: He’d probably shout at the guy who had told him you were missing, search for you for hours. He’d be down and depressed when he identified someone hugging themselves at the beach as you, walk up behind you and press your back against his body. When you didn’t push him away, he’d kiss you on the top of your head. “I would have told you, but I didn’t want you to be scared of me. I couldn’t risk losing you.” he’d say, then just stand there watching the reflection of the night sky in the waves.

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

- admin cini

billionyengirl  asked:

IS THERE GONNA BE A SECOND PART OF THE OTHER GIRL??? PLEASE SAY YES

Author’s note: YES!!! You can read part one here 

The Other Girl part 2

The hell?

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, trying to avoid Zen’s glare. His scarlet eyes narrowed as you squirmed.

Just ignore him… ignorehimignorehimignorehimignore

“MC?”

“Him-Ah, I-I mean, what?”

Crap, I’m not crying again, am I?

“…I asked if you invited Allergy to the next party,” Seven leaned forward, slightly tilting his head. His eyes softened, silently asking if everything was okay.

You gave him a reassuring smile. “Yeah, I sent an-”

“MC, can you help me with something in the kitchen?”

Zen moved his petite girlfriend off his lap and stood up. He walked out of the room without an answer.

I guess I don’t have much of a choice…

You sunk farther back into your chair and closed your eyes.

Maybe I can pretend I didn’t hear him.

“MC, aren’t you going to help him?”

You gritted your teeth and slowly stood.

“I guess I will, Yoosung.”

As you walked away, Yoosung ‘hmph’ed.

“Who spit in her coffee this morning,” he muttered.

Life. Life spit in my coffee.

You peeked your head into the kitchen.

“Zen?”

“Over here.”

Zen looked over at you, the familiar glare returning to his face.

Oh my gosh-

“-What the hell is your problem?”

Zen continued to stare at you, completely ignoring your question. The kitchen light above you flickered, and the low hum of the refrigerator filled the heavy silence.

“I don’t have to put up with this.”

As you turned away, a warm hand grabbed your wrist.

“Wait.”

Slowly, Zen pulled you back in front of him. He closed his eyes and sighed.

You looked down at the iron grip he had on your wrist, and then back up to his face.

Seriously? First he acts like some angsty teenager, giving me the silent treatment, and now I can’t even leave?

The burning in your chest overwhelmed you, rage bubbling up inside every inch of your body.

Okay, okay, I need to calm down. 

You looked down at your shoes, trying to remember what Seven told you before the party.

Seven placed both his hands on your shoulders. “Okay, MC, listen up. I’m about to give you some grade A wisdom!”

You sighed and tilted your head. “What is it this time?”

“If you ever feel too overwhelmed just count to ten!”

“…Huh?”

“You know… one, two, three-”

“I-I know how to count,” you playfully pushed him away, “but does that really work? I mean, is that what you do?”

“No, I just push away the people I love and dig myself into a hole of self-hatred.”

“Anddddd, why can’t I do that??”

“Because,” Seven patted the top of your head, “I care about you too much to let you do that.”

Zen let out a heavy sighed, bringing you back to reality. 

Counting to ten, huh? Alright… I’ll try your way first.

You let out a breath and looked back up at Zen. He opened his eyes, loosening the grip on your wrist.

One.

Zen moved closer to you, his eyes trained on your face.

Two.

Your back hit the counter, trapping you between the wall and him.

Three.

His cold eyes turned soft, and the smile you had grown to love appeared on his face once again.

Four.

You heart was beating so loud you could’ve sworn he heard it.

Five.

He let go of your wrist, slowly moving his hand up to your cheek.

Six.

The world around you stopped. Your stomach flipped, and you mentally cursed at your now flushed face.

Seven.

Zen’s eyes looked down at your lips, his hand slowly pulling your face toward him.

Eight.

You held your breath.

Nine.

He leaned in to close the gap.

Ten.

“S-Stop.”

Zen’s warm and ragged breath tickled your nose. Your eyes wandered up to look into his red ones, his faces only centimeters away.

Despite everything your heart was telling you, you pulled away. Your back hit the cold counter again and you winced, readjusting your stance. You leaned against the wall and stared at the white tile floor, avoiding the confused look Zen was giving you. He cleared his throat.

“I thought-”

“That was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.”

You bit your lip, failing to hold back the tears already streaming down your face. You looked up at Zen through blurry eyes. “You have a girlfriend… you didn’t choose me, you chose her.”

Your voice felt distant and unfamiliar. Slowly, you began losing control of your surroundings. The world-

No.

Your world came crashing down. In one short burst of courage, you pushed past him.

“Can’t I love both of you?”

Those words stopped you in your tracks.

I’m such an idiot.

Everything felt cold and numb. Without turning around, you spoke up.

“Are you really so selfish as to keep dragging me along like some kind of… kind of… cat toy?”

Despite the situation, you smiled.

Jumin would be ecstatic right now.

You felt a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m not selfish, I just don’t want you to end up with… anyone else.”

“That’s the definition of selfish!! And who the hell else would I-”

That’s when it clicked. That’s when everything clicked.

Zen’s glaring.

Seven’s kindness.

Your feelings.

You shrugged off Zen’s hand and opened the door to the living room.

“MC, please just… wait!”

But you were done waiting. You stormed out of the kitchen, Zen on your heels.

I finally understand now.

“There they are, we’ve been waiting! We’re gonna play charades.”

Jaehee smiled at you and Zen, oblivious to the fight that had just occurred in the kitchen.

“MC, pleaseeee be on my team!! I’ll be your best frienddddd!!!!”

Zen’s stare burned holes in the back of your head and you heard him audibly scoff.  Seven stood up and smiled at you, extending one hand toward you.

Seven…

In one big swoop, you grabbed his hand and pulled him toward you. You placed a hand on the back of his neck, connecting your lips with his.

It didn’t take long for him to react. He cupped your chin, deepening the kiss. When the two of you pulled apart, you were both out of breath.

You wiped your mouth, sending a cold glare Zen’s way. When you looked back at Seven he was as red as his hair.

“I-I thought you liked-“

You leaned your forehead against his.

“I like you, Seven. It just took one selfish prick,” you glanced back at Zen, “to help me figure that out.”

Seven gave you a goofy smile and-oh no…

“SevEN PUT ME DOWN!! D-Don’t spin me, I’M GONNA HURL!”

He laughed as he released you from his giant bear hug, plopping you back on the ground. You grabbed his arm for balance.

After you re-orientated yourself, you looked back at the shocked group.

“So… charades?”

love me, that’s all i ask for

aries: “i can’t love you because you will cause me to
              destroy myself with every breath and every touch”

taurus: “i can’t love you because you will tear down the walls
                that took me forever to build. i’ll be disarmed”

gemini: “i can’t love you because i will want to scream
                and my lungs won’t find the air i need to convey my love”

cancer: “i can’t love you because if you’re mine,
                   then i’m afraid i will drown both of us”

leo: “i can’t love you because what will become of me
                      when i let myself get lost in you?”

virgo: “i can’t love you because i’ll question, doubt
                      pace around until i get all your answers”

libra: “i can’t love you because you won’t understand,
                     everyone deserves love”

scorpio: “i can’t love you because i can’t trust you,
                      which weapon would you use to break me?”

sagittarius: “i can’t love you because finding a home in you
                      would keep me from travelling so freely”

capricorn: “i can’t love you because i’ve learnt to love myself,
                      and i’ll focus, can’t let you be in the way.”

aquarius: “i can’t love you because you wouldn’t understand
                      my mind, like i wouldn’t understand your heart”

pisces: “i can’t love you because first i’ve got to learn
                      how to love myself, like i love everyone else”

3

someday, someone will come along who will tear down those walls you’ve built around your heart. // insp.
( my other special shadowhunters edits | all my other shadowhunters edits )

everyone’s already posted gifsets of this scene and i’m like the last one lol
the small text shown above (in the book pages) are snippets from an actual malec love story - specifically, this gem by @abloodneed! thank you izsak for lending your lovely prose to this gifset and for entertaining me with talk of malec fic woes while i slaved over it ❤

Just Friends

Summary: Bucky finds you trying on some lingerie for your upcoming blind date.

Warnings: smut

A/N: Inspired by this post but with my own take on it.


You smiled at your appearance in the mirror. You looked utterly spectacular in the lingerie you had picked out. A red bra and panty set with a matching garter belt that connected to thigh high sheer stockings. You had a black dress laid out on your bed that you planned to wear with burgundy heels. 

You twirled, admiring every angle of your body. You hoped that your blind date would enjoy the lacy undergarments, that is if they earned it. You hadn’t gotten laid in months and you craved the feeling of someone else between your legs, not just your hands or your toys. 

You sighed satisfyingly and reached around for your dress. You held it up by its hanger, questioning your choice in attire. Your attention was pulled away by a knock on your door. Thinking it was Natasha you went ahead and gave them the okay to enter.

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Fighting For Him - Smut

Originally posted by youarealwaysfirst

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Thomas/Reader
Words: 4,571
AN: @writing-obrien wanted Thomas and I always give her what she wants. Also thanks to her for also providing me with the plot and helping me figure it out. Special shout out to @celestial-writing cause she’s my child and she’s always encouraging me. And to my GC @sincerelystiles @dylan-ohbrien @ninja-stiles @thelittlestkitsune @girlmeetsworldedits @sabrinas-wolves @mf-despair-queen @rememberstilinski and @stilinski-jpeg cause they’re always encouraging and inspiring and I love them all a lot. 

This is just a lot of smut cause I am thirsty as fuckkkkkkkkk.



The moment you laid eyes on Thomas you knew you wanted him. It was an instant attraction. You gravitated towards him before you even realized your feet were moving, the second he stepped in the room. He seemed to feel the same, his whiskey eyes following your every movement. There was only one problem. Brenda.

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BTS: Sexy Zodiac Time 🌝

So I’m super into astrology, and I like to incorporate it into my characters when I write. I was doing some research for some smut and I got this bright idea to share what I think the Bangtan Boiz™️ would be like during sex based on their personalities and 🔮zodiac signs🔮

*This is all based on my intuition/imagination and should be taken light-heartedly

masterlist✨  

GOT7 version 🌚


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Forbidden Love | Pt. 8

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Epilogue

Blinking your watery eyes a few times, you wiped away your newly formed tears as you smiled softly at your phone screen.

You were happy for him, you really were. Even though your heart was broken because of him, you were happy that he found a new, welcoming home.

Putting your phone away, you placed your hand on your belly and looked down at it with sad, teary eyes.

It was too late..

Few days ago

“Damn it, Jimin! Y/N can’t get pregnant!”

Ignoring Taehyung’s words, Jimin wrapped his arm under you legs and carried you bridal style.

“Jimin, can’t you hear what I’m saying?! The doctor said that there is no chance she could get pregnant! There is no chance that she’s pregna-”

“She’s pregnant, Taehyung! And there is a chance that you could be the father!”

Hearing Jimin’s words, Taehyung’s eyes opened widely and he looked at your lifeless looking body, only hearing your pleads as mumbles. “Please save my baby.. I’m begging you, I can’t loose my baby, please..”


With shaky hands, Taehyung opened your doctor’s office room door and stepped out of the room with his weak legs.

The minute Jimin saw him stepping out, he lunged forward to him and bombarded him with questions. “How is Y/N? Is the baby okay? Why aren’t the allowing us to see Y/N? Is she still sleeping? Damn it, answer me, Taehyung!”

Looking up from the floor, Taehyung connected his teary eyes with his best friend’s wide and concerned ones.

The second Jimin looked into Taehyung’s teary eyes, he started shaking his head hysterically. “N-No! Taehyung, no! Tell me they are okay, please! Taehyung, please!”

Seeing how his best friend tugged on his hair, Taehyung reached out for Jimin’s hands and stopped him. “Y/N is okay. B-But the baby.. T-The doctor said that they couldn’t save the baby…”

Unable to hold back their tears, they both started crying as they were leaning against the wall, ignoring the glances from other people.

When they calmed down a little bit, Taehyung turned his head to Jimin and observed his face. "Jimin.“

He watched how Jimin snapped out of his thoughts and turned his head weakly to his best friend. “Hm?”

Looking away, Taehyung took a deep breath. “I need to tell you something..”

When he felt Jimin’s expectant eyes looking at his face, Taehyung closed his eyes and said the words that made Jimin’s whole body freeze immediately.

“Your wife is pregnant.. and she told me that I’m the father..”

M-I-A-M-I (PART 2)

Prompt: Please read Part 1 first. Inspired by Daveed’s Instagram post that made the fandom go wild. Y/N and Daveed are in Miami, and things are about to get hot.

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x reader

Warnings: Smut. It’s porn, basically.

A/N: *smokes a cigarette* Shout out to @imaginebeinghamiltrash, @tempfixeliza, and the anons who made sure I wouldn’t abandon this story. Also, @tallish-hobbit  here ya go. Ready to sin? Lehggo.

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Part 3 of Lachesism! Lance

that’s right guys, there’s a part 3. I can’t believe how much support this has been getting, thank you guys! You’re all so nice ❤❤

You can read Part One here and Part Two here

check out some of my other minifics here

Enjoy!


 “Why can’t you just let me feel useful for once?”

Lance fled the room, angrily wiping his face as he ran, searching for the comfort of his lion. He ignored the calls of his teammates, ignored the feelings of fear, regret and pity that radiated off of them. 

He ignored everything but the purrs of his lion.

Lance understood why Blue had let them in, she hadn’t wanted him to keep his powers a secret in the first place. Blue was just worried (understandably, he was learning how to make emotions into solid objects) and he could never angry at her for long. Once he reached his hangar, he locked it for good measure and changed the password for good measure, before finally taking a deep breath of air and staring at his lion.  

“Well that was certainly a shit show, right Blue?” Lance laughed breathlessly, a slight tremor in his voice. He began walking over to her, placing a hand on her paw once he reached her. “It didn’t exactly go how I thought it would.” Blue hummed her agreement in his mind, comforting his anxious thoughts. A slight smile graced his face before changing into a grimace.

“But…to be honest Blue, I never thought they’d be angry at me. I knew they’d be upset but that pissed,” Lance let out a sigh,”It was a little much.” Sensing her paladins discomfort, Blue opened her mouth and let Lance inside. He made his way through his lion slowly, gliding a hand across the wall as he walked. “It hurt, Blue. It hurt a lot. They looked so, so afraid of me.” He paused for a moment, his fingers slowly curling into a fist. He could still feel the emotions rolling off his teammates like waves, each beckoning him to take a dive into the abyss that was feelings.  “A-Am I scary Blue? …Am I monster?”

No, my paladin, you are no monster.

“Then what am I Blue? I’m not a hero, I’m not a Paladin of Voltron, and I’m not even sure I’m completely human at this point!” Lance cried out, sliding down against the wall. “T-These powers Blue, what do they mean?” He began to curl into himself, tears on the brink of falling out. He shoved the palms of his hands against his eyes, trying to stop the tears from overflowing. The negative emotions he usually kept on lockdown were drowning him, they were clawing up his throat and bubbling out as harsh sobs. “What am I?”

You are my paladin, the Blue lion spoke, her words wrapping around Lance’s mind like a blanket, protecting him from the negative emotions in him. You are precious, you are unique and you are wonderful. Blue tried to focus all the love she had for her paladin into her words, sending him as much warmth as she could.

Lance refused to believe her and Blue fought to keep that blanket around him, tightening its bounds around his mind. You are my paladin. 

“You deserve better than me Blue.” The coils grew tighter, dark matter beginning to form around Lance. You are my paladin. 

“Blue…” 

She could hear the shouts of her paladin’s teammates from within her hangar, each shouting for Lance. But her paladin needed rest, he needed these negative emotions gone from his mind so he could be happy. She would heal him. She would protect him. She would be there for her paladin like he was there for her. Sending a quick sorry to Black, Blue protected her paladin the best way she could. You are my cub. 

All Lance could see was black.


“Are you an idiot?! Who says that to the obviously emotionally unstable guy?” Pidge shouted, “Who gave you the right to speak to him that way? Tell me Keith, who?”

“That’s enough Pidge,” Shiro chided.

“Um excuse me? Keith just made a magical Lance who could do some crazy things have a mental breakdown and run off!” She yelled. 

“And I’m sorry about that! But what Lance did was wrong and he needed to know that!” Keith argued through clenched teeth. 

“And what you did was wrong as well! We could have that discussion when he wasn’t a fidgety, anxious mess! But nooo, Keith has to open his big fat mouth and ruin-”

“I said that’s enough Pidge,” Shiro interrupted, “Pidge is correct Keith, you shouldn’t have said that. But Lance also shouldn’t have done what he did, however that did not need to be discussed yet.” Keith looked away angrily, a frown set on his face.  

Shiro sighed, deciding to let him be for now,”Hunk, do you and Pidge want to go check on Lance? I need to talk to Allura about what just happened.” All he got was a nod in response before the two walked out of the room in silence, Pidge sending a glare on their way out. 

Once the room was empty Shiro sent one last glance at Keith,”You’re going to have to apologize for what happened.”

“I know.”

“Because it wasn’t right.”

“I know.”

“And you need to learn-”

“I know Shiro, god,” Keith growled.

“Fine, be that way, but I expect an apology for Lance when I return. You disappointed me today Keith, you’re better than this.” He left it at that before exiting the room, hearing Keith sigh on his way out. 

His entire head was going to be white by the end of today.


ahh sorry it’s a bit short guys! if i wrote anymore it would end up being 3k words :) , hope you liked it though!

Jealous (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hey darling! im in love with your imagines! is it possible to request a jughead x reader where the reader and jug are dating and jughead spends WAY too much time with betty (maybe bc of the blue&gold ?) the reader is jealous but jug is just amused by it? like he does the whole “awwww! is someone jealous?” kind of teasing? lol idk if that made any sense but if you figure out a way to write it that would be amazing! thank youuu

A/N: I took my time with this one and changed it a bit! I hope you like it. Requests are welcome!

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Jealous (Jughead x Reader)

You had a bag from Pop’s that you managed to go get for you and your boyfriend. Jughead’s been staying in the Blue and Gold room during lunch lately and you haven’t really spent any time together this week so you wanted to treat him to some burgers.

Stopping to see the door closed, you peaked in the little window to see Jug and Betty standing close with their backs turned towards you.

You reach to open the door and call for Jug when Betty leans her head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around her. Your heart stops.

Jug never wraps his arm around you. Hell, He hates any PDA. Feeling a little upset, you turn and go find one of your other friends. Maybe Veronica would want some burgers.

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