you don't get to look like that at each other in the last episode

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Alright, HERE we go! Awhile ago I had an idea for a MP100/Voltron crossover, and after mentioning it to @x-i-l-verify​ and loooots of brainstorming later, we have…*gestures vaguely* this. These are more or less screenshot redraws just to kind of get across who is who. :) More info, reasonings and musings under the cut, because well…it got long…

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takkotastic  asked:

Hey, so I've never read any Klance fanfic, but I def wanna start ! What would you say , so far, are the Classic (tm) klance Fics that every fan should read?

(rubs my little hands together)

I’m in a good mood for once so I’m actually going to try to cobble all of my favorite fics together… I have a ridiculous number of ao3 tags open right now, and my computer will most likely burst into flames before I finish this post. I haven’t read Klance fic in so long, so most of these summaries will be off the top of my head lmao.

LESGO.

First off, the must reads in no particular order (aka the ‘fics with the most kudos for good reason fics’):

This fic is ridiculously popular, and with good reason. Scenario: wrong-number fic, done so, so right. Long-fic, slow burn, Pidge and Hunk are there for way more than moral support… The most important relationship is obviously Klance, but the author makes sure to develop the friendship between Pidge and Keith and Hunk and Lance. It also has smart Lance, which is just so God Trucking Bless. Incredibly worth it.

One of the first Klance fics I’ve ever read, and still one of my favorites… Lance is injured, really mcfreaking injured, and as some sort of last-rights thing he confesses his huge crush on Keith to a panicked Hunk. It’s so good, and only four chapters so you’ll get through it quick.

This fic might just be my favorite Klance fic ever, or at least top three. Lance asks out Keith only he doesn’t realize it’s a date and they become boyfriends without Lance even noticing… It’s hilarious and funny and sweet and I could gush about it for ages if you let me lmao. Please read it… The sequel is also really great, just very NSFW, and from Keith’s pov primarily… So good.

[Edit: Anon messaged me and said that there was ableist language at one point; I haven’t reread in a while so I can’t confirm, but just incase, warning!!!]

Meagan is literally just that good.

THIS FIC… IS SO GOOD… I remember Xiem reccing me this and then just KEYSMASHING AT EACH OTHER FOR A SOLID HOUR. Bruh this is Bonafide Lit. This is like… Episode material. I would watch an hour of this, every day of my life, until I drop dead because it killed me good. This is 18k of awesome writing, like I don’t think my summary could do it justice. Please read it.

This fic is so unbelievably good… I’ve recced it before so I’m just gonna use my previous description lmao. Lance is an astrophysics major, Keith is looking for aliens, they meet in the desert conducting research, and it’s 23k of good shit. It’s ridiculously… I want to settle down in a bathtub and reread it in paperback form.

THIS ONE IS REALLY GOOD… So many cuddles… I’m too fried to give anymore summaries lmao but this is so good and I’m such a sucker for Soft interactions… Please read it oh man.

Below the cut are some more of my all-time fave Klance fics lmao. Italics = read these oh my godddd.

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Priorities pt.2 (J.M)

Description - Jack suffers regret and you move on.


“Y/N?”

You picked your head up from the throw pillow you had been resting on for the past hour and a half. Your tears had dried by now and you felt empty.

“Hey, babe,” Mia sighed as she took a seat next to you on the couch. “Haven’t seen you in a while.”

You lie your head back down and choose to stay silent.

“I think I know why…” Mia continues. “I’ve been a bad friend lately, and I feel like shit.”

Not as much as you do.

“I need to tell you something… I know you have feelings for Jack.”

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anonymous asked:

I am maybe an ignorant person but ... I don't understand the Jonsa thing so ... I fou have time can you explain this to me .. ? And even if i'm a Jonerys shipper for years i would really like to know the Jonsa chemistery :)

Oh wow… 

The thing is I think shipping is kind of subjective to a degree. It doesn’t matter if it’s canon or not because there’ll always be a group who think it shouldn’t be canon and so on and so forth. I don’t know how to explain Jonsa to someone who doesn’t see it (not that I’m blaming you for not seeing it! Some people just don’t and that’s totally okay!) but I will try my best, Anonny. 

For me personally, it began in Season 6. I had no prior inclination for Jonsa or even an inkling of the possibility of them. Frankly, I was the most casual of Game of Thrones viewers. It took me nearly a year to actually finish watching Season 5 (but that’s mostly because my ex told me about the Sansa x Ramsay storyline and I hated it so much I refused to watch it). For me, GoT was and has always been a political fantasy drama with lots of boobs and blood. Shipping wasn’t on the cards for me at all (aside from my love for Gendrya). But then Season 6 happened and we finally, finally got a Stark reunion. Only this Stark reunion felt weird. 

First of all, Jon and Sansa had so very little interactions (ie. none) prior to this. They were the two most seemingly random Starks to meet. And yet when they hugged, Sansa nuzzled his face. At first, I thought ‘okay, well they lost everyone and this is the first person from their old life they’ve seen’ and even in retrospect I don’t see it as particularly a romantic action on their parts. But it is a weird thing to have the actors do. Even if they were always meant to be platonic, nuzzling is weird for anyone not involved romantically or sexually. I would never ever nuzzle any of my family members or my friends, but then I’m not the best comparison. I don’t like physical affection from anyone I’m not dating so lmao. Still, I was willing to overlook that because it’s Game of Thrones. Maybe they’re just trying to amp up the intensity of the scene. But then you get continued lingering looks from Jon, strange awestruck half-smiles and dim romantic atmosphere. The most bizarre shot for me though was the tent scene. Jon and Sansa had to stop in the middle of their arguing to stare at each other, chests heaving with candlelight in the background. This is Romantic Trope 101. If you had siblings arguing with each other, there’d be more angry yelling, insulting and storming off. You don’t pause to stare at each other as you struggle to catch your breath. 

This all contributed to my questioning over what I was seeing. I didn’t immediately think ‘oh yeah this is my ship’. I just thought ‘okay this is weird, right?’ and continued to think that for the rest of Season 6. Honestly, the idea of them as a ship didn’t really cement itself in my head until the very last episode where Jon kissed her forehead, lingered just a bit too long, stared at her lips, walked away and the immediate next shot is the reveal of R+L=J. It was like light bulbs flashing in my head, like ‘oh shit they’re cousins and cousins totally get together and is accepted as a viable marriage prospect!!’ I mean I suspected Jon wasn’t really Ned’s son, but the confirmation right after a Jonsa scene felt so so important. Not even through shipper goggles. It was what made me realise the strange tension between them wasn’t solely in my head and that this probably had a purpose for setting something up.

That’s the Jonsa thing for me. That’s literally how I began to ship them. I don’t know if this answers your question about their chemistry, but these were the moments that highlighted their chemistry to me personally. 

The reason why I’ve stayed with this ship for as long as I have, I can list you the reasons below: 

To paraphrase from a Tom Cruise film, they complete each other. I know, I know. How utterly cliched of me, but for lack of a better phrase, it’s true. I don’t even mean it in a their souls match and blahblahblah, but I mean that in personalities. Jon is the emotionally-driven, honourable, brave and intelligent military tactician, whose life has been consumed by war and physically fighting for survival. Sansa is the emotionally-guarded, brave, shrewd and pragmatic politician. Her life in contrast has been consumed by the political game and she’s had to mentally fight for survival. Jon knows the North and the dangers beyond; Sansa knows the South and the dangers there. They’re two sides of the same coin and they need each other to survive. Yes, I’d love it if it was romantically, but even taking that away, they still need each other. Together, they make a formidable team. They are Tyrion and Dani but better because there is no power imbalance. They’re equals. Yes, Jon doesn’t quite listen to Sansa sometimes, but him leaving her the North is a testament to his trust and respect for her. This is one of the reasons why I love and adore their interactions so much. You can still see how different they are as individuals but just as clearly, you can see how well they mesh together, and you sit there rooting for them both. 

They offer each other something no one else does. S7 Sansa is the most open and honest and confident I’ve ever seen her and that’s all because she trusts Jon. He might disagree, he might argue, but she feels so safe in his presence that she feels comfortable enough to finally speak her mind and demonstrate how intelligent she really is. And for the first time, she can let herself love and hope again. You see that in the soft and affectionate way she regards Jon in any matter, and that is true even in the scowls and exasperation because those emotions are still born out of her love and thus her concern for him. She wants only the best for him and for their home. Ultimately what it comes down to is Jon makes her happy, safe, hopeful and strong. His faith in her is slowly restoring her own faith in herself. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for Sansa. Even if Jonsa isn’t canon, if Sansa continues to get this, I’ll be okay. But I do feel Jonsa as a romantic pairing would be the perfect way to conclude Sansa’s story. She’s been basically sold into two loveless marriages and believes no one will ever marry her for love even though all she ever wanted was a fairy-tail romance. If her story concludes with the valiant knight (Jon) and her falling in love and marrying, it would be the perfect end, and one that isn’t too fairy-tale considering their angst and conflict over being half-siblings-turned-cousins. 

As for Jon, I personally believe Sansa’s return gave his second life meaning again. He had been so ready and determined to escape to the south and give up entirely. We don’t know whether he would’ve gone through with it and maybe he wouldn’t, but this was the lowest Jon’s ever been. He was so lost, so disillusioned, and insecure and broken, but then came Sansa and suddenly he had purpose again. Maybe it was simply family obligations, but you can’t say she didn’t inspire him to fight for his home. I don’t think Jon would’ve done it without Sansa. She also challenges him in a way no one else has since Ygritte and Jon needs that. He’s not the perfect hero; he doesn’t know everything. He’s been in the North too long to understand the political game the way Sansa does. She offers him insight into a world he had no prior knowledge in. She also offers him camaraderie, a partner with equal stakes in this war, and a friend who he can come to, someone who loves and respects him and believes in him so wholeheartedly. Yes, he has loyal knights and friends, but no one quite understands his insecurity as a Stark and a rule the way Sansa does. Their interaction in 7x01 showed us this relationship/friendship between them (the way Sansa immediately knew Jon was doubting himself and sought to reassure him earnestly even when he was being rather rude to her because the thing is she knew he needed it more than she needed his validation).

Another reason why I love this ship so much is Jon’s ferocity when it comes to Sansa. You could absolutely read this as platonic and I’m sure many do, but you can’t deny there’s definitely something visceral and primal in the way Jon strives to protect her. I’ve seen Jon kill and get aggressive, but I’ve never seen him lose control so violently than when he was beating the crap out of Ramsay. It was probably a combination of seeing Ramsay kill Rickon in front of him, but definitely also for Sansa. Then you have 7x02 where Jon chokes Littlefinger, who had been needling him and provoking him all throughout that scene, but it was the comment about loving Sansa in a sexual/romantic manner that really got him angry. The fact is there was no immediate thought to that action; it was absolutely a reactionary thing and again a primal one at that. Jon doesn’t even say anything for awhile and I think for a few seconds he really was considering killing Littlefinger. But then it’s like he comes to himself. Angry murderous kitten Jon is my favourite kind of Jon lol.

There are also a lot of Ned x Catelyn parallels that makes it hard to ignore, as well as 7x02′s parallel to Jaime x Brienne’s awkward wave goodbye. These are 2 of the most established ships in the fandom. Paralleling Jonsa with them feels intentional and important. 

But honestly, there really are so many reasons why I love this ship and why I believe in them so wholeheartedly. Maybe it is just Kit and Sophie having unbelievable chemistry, but I like to believe otherwise. I hope this sheds some light for you, Anonny. 

anonymous asked:

Don't you feel like Cas is getting smaller? I mean, I was sure before that he and Dean where almost the same heigh but Dean was a little taller than him, and last episode when I saw them standing in front of each Dean looked a lot more taller than Cas

That’s an interesting question. IRL, Misha is a strapping lad [183 cm], only 3 cm shorter than Jensen [186 cm] (and, well, much shorter than Jared [193 cm], but then again, isn’t everyone?), but the show has a habit of framing him so he looks a bit smaller than that.

Like, this is them IRL -

- and here is a normal shot from S12.

There are, of course, a number of reasons to cheat with how tall or short actors are, and some have to do with the general framing of the scene, not with the narrative itself. That said, you’re right - this SPN 12x19 thing was almost ridiculously out of proportion.

And the thing is, this is deliberate and meaningful, especially if we consider how carefully arranged other shots in this episode were - from Kelly’s face disappearing into the dark mirror (making her a identity-less baby bump) from Dean and Cas isolated inside that circle, Amanda Tapping has been super attentive and done a wonderful job. In this case, what is most apparent is the symmetry (two groups, isolated down the middle), the white light between Dean and Cas (which draws the attention of the viewer, is in the dead centre of the scene and also a perfect symbol of that distance forming between them), and the almost perfect descent in height of the characters themselves.

This creates a very neat visual effect and it messes with our psychology, because traditionally in Western visual arts the winners go left to right (it’s possible this has to do with our writing system, since in Etruscan art, it’s the opposite way around), as you can see on every Greek vase ever painted -

- but here, even though Cas has just defeated Dagon, we know something is not right and we know Sam and Dean are the ones being reasonable, so our brains instantly go, Wait, what? and this straight line from Sam to Kelly makes things even worse, because it’s a strong indication that there’s some kind of falling down and degeneration involved, and it makes Cas and Kelly look like they’re wrong BUT THEY’RE ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE FRAME (*siren blaring*) and there’s an office inside your brain that’s busy busy busy trying to unscramble wtf is going on.

But - and here is where the magic happens - if you frame this shot in the ‘right’ way, the meaning changes and the thing becomes much less effective.

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baronessblixen  asked:

Don't know if it sparks anything but I'd love to read Mulder and Scully locked in a room together and it's either hot and they have to take off clothes or really cold like in that one Castle episode? Consider this is a prompt 😄

this story was heavily inspired by the freezer scene in castle 3x17: countdown (writ. andrew marlowe), although the circumstances are different. both contain cuddling in a freezer and talking, though.


“Why is it always fucking freezing,” Scully mutters furiously, her voice slowed by the cold.

“Because we’re unlucky like that,” Mulder mumbles, and she chuffs a laugh into his neck, her breath ballooning out in a white cloud. They’re curled around each other in an attempt to conserve warmth. He’s clutching her cold hand in both of his, his thumb against her pulse. He wants to feel her life. (The space between beats is slowing, and that scares him more than anything.)

“Too bad we don’t have sleeping bags,” he tries to joke with her, but the tone is all wrong, slow and muddled by the cold. They are dying, slowly, freezing to death. Just another close call they’ve had in as many months. Scully is barely out of the hospital from her injury in New York, she hardly deserves this. They both deserve a break.

“Too bad we don’t have jackets,” Scully says. “Too bad we’re not out of here and chasing down our suspect.”

“Scully, I’m sorry,” he says. And he is - it’s his fault, he’s the one who suggested they search the warehouse. Chasing one man and finding three. It’d been easy, even with their training, for the two of them to be overpowered and locked in a giant freezer. (They’d just threatened the other to get them to cooperate. They’d figured out how to break them in three minutes flat.)

And now here they are. Trapped in a freezer with no heavy clothes and no way out. They lost their guns. After about fifteen minutes of banging and yelling and picking at the lock until their knuckles and fingertips were bruised, Scully suggested they huddle together to conserve warmth. They were actually on a task force this time, and someone was bound to notice them missing sooner or later. So they’re waiting. That’s all they can do. Antarctica all over again. 

Scully sighs. “It’s not your fault.” Her free arm wraps hard around his waist and he hugs her closer. “This is just my luck, though,” she slurs, bitterness coming through even in her cold-muddled tone. “First case after my medical leave and I get locked in a f-f-freezer.”

“Scully, hey. Scully.” Her pulse is still under his fingers. He presses his face into her hair. “We’re gonna get out of this,” he says, clenching his jaw so his teeth don’t chatter. “We always do. We survived Antarctica, didn’t we?”

Scully laughs faintly. “I don’t know how the fuck we did.” She balls her fist into his suit jacket. “I was weak, you were unconscious, we were literally in the middle of nowhere…”

“Luck. Faith. Whatever you want to call it.” His voice is starting to slow, starting to rasp. “We always get out of this stuff.”

“Mmm.” She’s silent for a minute. He tugs her closer, kissing the top of her head. Feels her pulse. They’ll come, he tells herself. And then Scully speaks again, slowly: “I almost miss Antarctica at this point.”

He chuffs out a laugh. “Not me. That was terrifying.”

“Coming in to rescue me with no visible plan of how to get out?”

“Losing you,” he clarifies. She doesn’t say anything, so he clarifies further. “When I thought you were going to Utah… and then the paramedics took you away because the bee stung you and they…”

“The bee,” Scully murmurs. Her hand loosens its hold on his jacket and he’s briefly terrified of what it means - whether she’s pulling away from him emotionally or just fading away in general. “You never talk about the bee.”

They’ve talked about the bee about a hundred times since last summer, trying to figure out the virus it carried. “Scully, what-” he starts in confusion.

“You never talk about what the bee stopped.” Puffs of cold air come out of his mouth as it hangs open in confusion. Scully is shivering as she pulls away sluggishly to look him in the eye. “The kiss,” she explains. “You n-n-never mention it.”

He cups her cheek to try and warm her up, but there is no warmth in this place. “Scully, I told you I loved you.” He always thought she understood that, always thought she’d taken the easy way out…

“Drugged,” she mumbles. “And that was m-m-months later. Afterwards, you never…" 

“I was s-s-scared to talk to you about it.” There’s so much he’d like to do in this moment if it weren’t for the fact that they are freezing to death. “I didn’t know how you f-f-felt.”

Scully looks at him. Her gaze is muted but still fully there. Her eyelashes are dotted with white. She scoots closer, hugging him tightly as she tucks her head into his shoulder. “God, Mulder,” she murmurs. “We’re idiots. W-w-we have terrible timing.”

He brushes his fingers over her hair. It’s full of ice crystals as well. “W-w-what…”

“I wish we’d had this talk months ago,” Scully mumbles. Her grip loosens slightly on his jacket. “W-w-we could’ve had some time… instead of doing it while we were…. s-s-slowly freezing…”

“So you…” he starts, but he’s unable to complete the sentence. (God, if he’d known…)

“I do,” she slurs, her nose brushing his shoulder. Her words trail off slowly, quieting at the end like they’ve been sanded smooth. And then the effort to talk seems too great. 

He holds her. Their hearts beat. Things start to fade away. 

Hospital lights blurry above him. He sits up, panicked, blanket falling into his lap. “What-”

“Sir, please settle down…” a nurse is telling him. 

“What happened?”

“Your fellow agents found you and Agent Scully, you have hypothermia, you’re mostly rewarmed at this point but…”

“Where’s Scully?” He shoves at the blankets and tries to stand, heading for the door of the room. 

“Your partner is in another room… sir, please calm down…”

“Scully!” he shouts. His motions are clumsy, he still feels numb all over, but he has to find her. “Scully!”

“Sir…”

She appears at the door, blanket wrapped around her shoulders. “Calm down, Mulder, I’m fine,” she says quickly, holding up a hand. Addressing the nurse, she adds, “I’ll stay in here, if you don’t mind,” in a tone too firm to argue with. The nurse nods, reluctantly, and steps aside to let her in. She sits beside him on the bed, taking his hand in hers. The nurse instructs them both to relax and not move around too much. It’s not a severe case, but they want to monitor them for a while. Scully nods. The man informs them that he’s going to get them something hot to drink and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

Mulder rubs her fingers with his, overwhelmed. It seems like the worst of everything has already passed, but he is still scared. The panic always takes a while to fade. He hates almost-dying slow like that, hates having to watch it. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” She squeezes his hand. “You?”

“Okay.” He pulls her hand up and kisses the back of it in relief. Her forehead furrows and she pulls her hand out of his. Something inside him thunks. 

But the next thing he knows, she is leaning across the space between them and cupping her face in his. She kisses him briefly. It feels like the first, the most, heat between them. “Unfinished business,” she says, pulling back, her thumbs stroking his cheeks. He smiles.

4x01 Recap - Echoes (The 100)

Alright folks, it’s time. My show has returned, and I am throwing myself back on this ride with wild abandon.

I’m adopting my Discussapalooza style from here on out. Which is to say that this recap is going to be very long. If there are any sections that you’d like me to pull out and post seperately, let me know. Otherwise, you have been warned - I like to go in depth.

We ready? LET’S GO.

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anonymous asked:

Ken, the paparazzi who spoils things correctly, is going around saying that olicity has moments post 520 but that they don't end the season officially reunited (that second half was said in DMs). People are speculating they'll end it in a good place like 223, but I think they're making a big mistake because another hiatus where they're not together is too much for me. Even if in a good place, by 601 months will have passed. I don't think he's lying, so what do you make of this?

Whoa nelly! I just took a peek at my inbox and I have at least 30 asks regarding this.

So I’m going to answer this now. Just so I can get to other questions on Thursday or it frees people up to ask me something else if they’d like. SPOILERS AHEAD!

So, I disagree with your assertion that Ken or Canadagraphs spoil things correctly. 

Yes, they do spoil things correctly sometimes. Especially when accompanied by photographic evidence. However, they don’t spoil things correctly ALL the time. They get it wrong just plenty.

I read the exchange on Twitter. Ken was pretty clear that he was making an assumption based on what he’s seen so far. He literally used the word assumption folks. This is not concrete information. This is just what he’s cobbled together from whatever he’s seen.

In another ask I received the Anon said Ken and CG get scripts. Uhhh… I don’t think that’s entirely accurate. I’m not sure what the technical term is, but I’m just going to make one up. I think what CG and Ken get their hands on a lot is a shooting schedule. I think there’s a brief description of what’s going to be shot/ the overall scene, location etc, but I don’t think they are walking around with complete scripts. That is just my assumption based on what I’ve cobbled together.

Ken spoiled the 2x23 kiss before we knew about it. That’s true. However, I think he confirmed he got it from the shooting schedule and the scene description. It was the same for the 5x20 love scene. He got that off a shooting schedule and scene description, but he wasn’t looking at the script. Ken also said FOR SURE that the 5x20 love scene was in present day. There was nothing in the scene description to indicate otherwise. But he was wrong. It is not a present day love scene. It’s a flashback. Confirmed by Marc Guggenheim. 

So… do I think his assumption is right? No. I do not. I don’t know what information he has. I don’t know what he’s basing these assumptions off of, but here’s how I look at the paparazzi. I am skeptical of pretty much everything they say unless they back it up with photographic evidence - like LL’s death. There’s been multiple times they’ve whipped the fandom into a frenzy and the information was inaccurate. There’s been times they have been accurate, but they are not the only source of information I go off of.

Let’s just put aside all the evidence on the show, which as you all know I believe is the most important piece. We’ve had other confirmations of Olicity’s reunion. I’d encourage everyone to read my HFVV Chicago post if you haven’t. David Ramsey flat out said Olicity reunites before the finale. No, Laura did not misunderstand him. I did not misunderstand David when I spoke to him at HVFF. When has David ever lied to us? Umm… never. David tells it like it is. Given that he has read all the scripts, I feel like David Ramsey is a pretty reliable source.

Marc confirmed back in JULY at SDCC they are rebuilding Olicity. That’s honestly the only spoiler I needed folks. The rest has all been extra. From my perspective that’s exactly what they are doing this season, but we’re going to dig deep into the rebuild in 5x20. All the spoilers for 5x20 seem to indicate that Olicity addresses their issues. This is NOT something they did in the fourth season when Arrow had every intention of putting them on pause. You don’t have the characters address the issues and then pause. That’s illogical from a narrative perspective. The reason why Olicity’s issues haven’t been addressed until now is because they didn’t want to reunite them until the end of the season. It’s just that simple. It’s a television show. May Sweeps is still a thing. The whole reason Arrow is circling back to these “issues” is to reunite them. I have zero doubt.

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gevalover  asked:

Idk I love your headcanons I love your blog I love e v e r y t h i n g- :'))) ndjdjdjxhd (I need headcanons can u do headcanons? Some glacier or lava headcanons? U can? No problem Can I wait? I can wait.... :') )

Lucky for you my friend, lava was next on my list cause it was requested a few times a while ago!! So you won’t have to wait ;)) I have some glacier ones here if you’re interested but I should have a part two coming out soon!! ❤ (*whispers* also I love you thank u, smorch)

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(just so you see it!!) and also tHANKS I love u all so much :’’’)

      • Nya: Cole where’s Kai
        Cole: idk he’s probably off practicing his backflips on the roof like he said he was going to earlier today.
        Nya:
        Cole: oh hOLY CRAP *jumps out of his chair* KAI I SAID NO
      • how can they be each other’s impulse control when they both do stupid things
        • Kai: so I can either bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute
          Cole: OR WE COULD COOK THEM AT 4,000,000 DEGREES FOR 1 SECOND
          Nya: it is impossible for you to make the oven that hot-
          Kai: COLE YOU’RE A GENIUS
          Nya: you are going to kill us all
          Kai: *lights hands on fire* LET’S GO
        • please don’t ever let them in the kitchen together they’re a disaster
      • Cole is hurt and offended when Kai tells him he doesn’t like musicals and he has to have a serious sit down and think about “is this really the boy i want to spend the rest of my life with after he just said that"
        • Kai is like “fine I’ll tolerate them for you” but on the inside he’s like google how do I learn every single musical to impress my boyfriend
        • Cole show’s him the movie version of phantom of the opera and he actually rly loves it
        • when Christine sings this song it reminds him of his dad and he cries
        • Kai: I can’t believe Christine and Raul are us except in an alternate universe where Raul isn’t a possessive jerk who goes ‘haha silly Christine’ when she tells him there’s a psychopath trying to kidnap her who’s been following her for her whole life
          Cole: ok but who would be Christine
          Kai: obviously you because you’re so pretty
          Cole: :D
          Kai: and because I sound more like Carlotta when I sing.
      • they are both so sappy you have no idea, if you don’t like PDA stay away from these guys they will be so in love it’s not even funny
        • smooches!!! head smooches, cheek smooches, hand smooches, lip smooches, nose smooches, lots of smooches all the time
        • and if you tell them it’s gross they’ll do it even more
        • oh hey yeah and they smooch each others scars all the time too bc now they both have scars and they just wanna tell each other they’re beautiful because of their scars rather than despite them
        • the amount of times the team will wake up and they’ll both be passed out on the couch from pulling an all nighter and they’re just cuddling each other and they’re like “idk who’s limbs belong to who” they’re just tangled around each other
        • “where is my boyfriend” “he went to pee like 3 seconds ago” “then he needs to pee FASTER”
        • Kai: I’m not clingy i don’t know what you’re talking-
          Cole: hey guys I’m back from grocery shopping
          Kai: COLE *jumps on him and hugs him like a koala and doesn’t let go for the rest of the day*
        • if you want one of them it’s 98% likely you’re going to get the other one too
        • don’t ask them to do anything when they’re spending time together they’ll be like “you are asking me to step away from the love of my life?? my source of life and joy?? I can’t believe you want me to die why would you do something like this to us”
        • *kicks down door* “my ‘my boyfriend is sad’ senses are tingling”
      • arguably the two most passionate members of the team so put them together in a relationship and they’re like “boundaries?? taking things slow?? idk her I only know dying for my boyfriend whom I love and have been dating for 3 days”
        • for real though Kai was like “so when we get married” and cole just completely didn’t even question it and they’d only been dating a week  
      • Cole has one of those silent laughs, but if you get him to really laugh it’s the loudest most genuine beautiful thing you’ll ever hear and Kai actually forgets how to breathe after he hears it the first time so he makes it his mission to make him laugh like that more often, even if I means he has to “accidentally” fall down the stairs
        • speaking of, cole didn’t know how to handle his feelings to start with so he’s like a tiny kid like “ugh I hate him and his stupid pretty face and his nice smell and his soft hair and his sparkly smile”
        • Cole: sorry I’m late I was doing things
          Kai, stumbling in with dishevelled hair and out of breath: he pushed me down the stairs!!
      • when they get back from being abandoned in space and Zane dies, Kai hates the stars
        • he hates looking at them, he doesn’t think they’re pretty, they’re an awful reminder to him
        • but one day when he’s just staring at them in disdain, Cole comes along to talk to him and when Kai turns round to look at him, he sees the stars in every part of him
        • they reflect off him and make his hair gleam and his eyes sparkle and his skin glow, and suddenly the stars are the most beautiful thing Kai has ever seen
      • Kai: *jumps out at Cole* RAAAAH
        Cole: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH…………….. GONNA SWIIIIIIIIING FROM THE CHANDELIIIIIIER-
      • when they team up in battle it either goes brilliant or terrible
        • if it goes well they can take out an entire army by themselves, they’re so in sync
        • if it goes terrible they come back singed and muddy like “yeah we’re sorry but we blew up half of ninjago city and only got 3 bad guys”
      • Jay: you stink Kai
        Cole: *punches a hole through the wall* WHAT did you just say about my boyfriend
      • they’re both troubled beans and they have nightmares allllllll the time, so when they do they will just sit up with the other and tell them that it’s OK and that they’re there for them and lots of cuddles and head smooches
      • *laying on the floor*
        Kai: I wonder which of us could climb the temple wall faster, that would be an interesting competition
        Cole: haha yeah it would
        Kai:
        Cole:
        Kai:
        Cole:

        *both scramble up and sprint to the temple wall*
      • the only rocky (hehe) part of their relationship was when cole first got his orange death hands hands, he was worried he couldn’t control it and would hurt Kai if he touched him, and Kai is always scared that he’ll blow up and hurt Cole, so they kinda avoid each other for a while and stop being all clingy with each other and it made them :((
      • they fire jokes off the back of each other all the time this is canon here are some canon lines from the last episode of season 6 because I watched it last weekend
        • Kai: ha, looks like we crashed your party!
          Cole: and to think, we forgot a wedding gift!
        • Kai: you’re a real tough guy when you get each of us alone,
          Cole: but let’s see when you get us together!
      • so Kai may suck at singing but he’s a great dancer, and him and Cole choreographed a whole “boyband style” routine to bye bye bye and it’s the best dance you’ll ever see
      • Kai: do I even weigh anything to you?
        Cole: it’s like holding a bunch of grapes
      • Kai’s favourite animal is a lizard so if they ever see one running around cole with scoop it up and be like “Kai I found you another child I love u bby” and Kai is like “cole pls I love you too but this is the 7th one you’ve found this week”
      • yeah so I mentioned that Cole is basically a cat when he wants a hug like he’ll just lay all over you
        • one time Kai is tryna send an email on his laptop, and cole just comes in and lays across his lap all over the keyboard and the email accidentally sends with “good evening, I’m emailing you regarding augknciqnwinf617_wgvdi!hr:8@he/////////////////”
        • Kai can’t even be mad because Cole is cute and he’s smilin and he just wants a hug
      • Lloyd burst into the room once because he heard yelling and he thought they were fighting but when he got in they were just going “NO I LOVE YOU MORE” “OH YOU THINK YOU’RE A BETTER KISSER THAN ME?? COME OVER HERE AND PROVE IT” “FINE BUT IF I WIN YOU HAVE TO KISS ME” “THAT’S PRETTY GAY BUT OK”
        • and Lloyd sees them sat in a pile of junk and clothes and he’s like “what are you doing”
        • and they just go “um we’re packing in case of a zombie apocalypse, duh” and Lloyd just. leaves. because. guys. you live in a floating ship why would you need to pack for an apocalypse.
      • Cole finds a “100 ways to say I love you” prompt thing and he leaves Kai notes every morning with one of the messages on
      • Kai: good morning everyone
        Cole: good morning Kai I love you and you’re the most handsome boy I’ve ever seen!!
        Kai: *literally combusts*
      • it’s tragic because Kai’s clothes are too small so cole can’t wear them without stretching them so Kai buys a huge jumper one day only for the fact that he wants cole to wear one of his sweatshirts
      • Kai: oh, you wanna go??
        Cole: yeah fight me you-
        Kai: oN A DATE WITH ME? OH YOU DO HA I GOT YOU
        Cole: Kai i’m your boyfriend you egg what were you trying to achieve
      • for someone who flirts a lot Kai sure is oblivious to when people flirt back
        • Cole: hey Kai I need to go to the hospital, cause you’ve got me seeing stars ;))
          Kai: ha! Good one cole, testing out the good lines for the ladies
          Cole: … Kai…
          Kai: yes
          Cole: Kai I’m gay
          Kai: oh!
          Cole: I was saying that to you
          Kai: oh!! haha no cole, you’re supposed to use pick up lines on people you like, like when you wanna take them out on a date. that kinda thing
          Cole: just. excuse me. for a minute.
          *walks into his room, calmly closes the door and then screams into his pillow for 3 minutes*
      • Cole: hey Kai can you pass me some water
        Kai: *high kicks it across the room*
        Cole: ….. w HY

      Ask me ninjago headcanons!

      anonymous asked:

      Okay I'm totally going to need you to convince me how this is going to be okay because right now I actually feel pretty sick. I don't see how they have enough time once they leave the framework for Fitz to deal with this trauma. Fitz has killed a woman now, even if he wasn't aware he was doing it. And if he tortures Daisy, I just don't think I can watch that. To come out and have their happy engagement would be wrong and rushed. When do they get to heal? Where is the payoff???

      Hi Anon!  And anyone else who needs this…

      Its Going to be Okay!

      This story isn’t supposed to be happy or fun, we are in a reality built by a crazy, evil book influenced, programmed by the questionable Dr. Radcliffe, and obsessed with becoming a real girl AIDA here.  She has twisted each and every single character.  Fitz and May more than anyone else. 

      I’m just going to run down my major points here.  I hope it helps.  Again I am not ashamed to say that I am still enjoying this arc.  Its uncomfortable and frustrating as all get out.  But it has me rooting SO HARD for Fitzsimmons right now.  For the entire team right now. 

      Fitz partly a distraction:

      We all know that something the writers do is the fake out.   They have us looking at and focused on one thing so we literally don’t see the truck that is coming at us from left field.   Season 2 for example.  When Real Shield made their move it looked like they were our big bad of the season, that would be the arc.  When in fact it was Jaiying and the Inhumans that were the bigger threat.  So right now they have the fandom so wrapped up in Fitz….that we are ‘missing’ that thing over in left field about to hit us.  A betrayal is coming guys and its going to hurt.

      Fitz has been brainwashed:

      This is not our Fitz.  Period.  Iain said at Wondercon that they were two different people.  Two different characters.  Radcliffe said when talking to him, he talked about our Fitz as a different person, because he was.   We saw over and over throughout the episode AIDA manipulate him.  I see things like taking his hand, asking for him to protect her, of vocalizing they are trying to take him from her as the triggers.  You know how we know he’s been brainwashed…how down right TERRIFIED AIDA was of Radcliffe talking to him.  That Jemma was taken out of the picture even before she could be a factor in his life.  That AIDA boasted that she had manipulated this world and those in it to meet her needs and wants.  Yes, she fixed a regret but each regret built on her fantasy.

      With Fitz this goes well beyond fixing a regret.  I still believe that initially making him the son his father wanted was just step one in AIDA’s process.  AIDA took him as her own. 

      Everyone is Dark:

      We’re not done yet here guys.  We have more oh please no moment coming with everyone coming.   And yes, Fitz is one of the most drastically different and one they are making sure to highlight but I am uncomfortable with everyone.

      • Coulson:  Yes he’s breaking thanks to Tahiti but he still let Hydra take off with one of his own students.  The big reason I think we have Coulson back is he is getting that “you did make a difference/Shield needs you arc here”.   Mace is not the leader that Shield needs…he wasn’t in the real world and he won’t be here. 
      • Mace:  I am really worried about this version of Mace.   While he is doing the right thing I’m afraid he’s going to do some things in that quest that aren’t good.  Not to mention that he is a massive threat to the lives of May and Fitz.  He will kill either one of them given a chance.  He almost reminds me of Jaiying a little here with the “One of us” comment from the promo especially makes me thing of this.
      • Mack:  He will do ANYTHING to protect his daughter (and low key worried how he found the Resistance so easily here guys).  He sold out Daisy.  But what was very interesting was his view on Inhumans.  When we first met Mack he was ‘against’ them for lack of a better word.  It was work with Daisy, Coulson, and Shield that helped him change his mind and become one of their greatest protectors.
      • May:  Has been twisted as much as Fitz has.  She has been in there the longest.  Gone through the most ‘reboots’ of the Framework.  It was her team that beat up Daisy.  It was her that manipulated Mack using Hope. She is number 3 in Hydra and is a huge threat to her own team as well as a target.
      • Ward:  So leery of Ward.  I really fear Jemma will be who he betrays again.  And its also interesting he could have gotten a shot on Madame Hydra there…#1….instead aimed for Fitz Hydras #2.  Just saying guys…our master manipulators might be at work again here.  For him if it comes down to giving up Jemma to save Skye…he’s going to give up Jemma to save Skye.  Just as Mack gave up Daisy to save Hope.


      They are their own worst enemies: 

      AIDA is likely the worst villain they have gone up against, a horrid culmination of everyone they have faced before.  She isn’t dumb she built this world for HER.  She is using loopholes to her advantage.  Otherwise I firmly feel that everyone but Fitz would already be dead.  So since she had to keep them alive she manipulated (even bragged to Radcliffe that she’d done it) those regrets for her gain.

      She also has been in everyone’s heads.  She’s been around the team before. She knows they are the biggest threat to her when they are working together as a team.   So she either split them up or turned them on each other. 

      She has also made them each others dragons.  It is clear now AIDA is in Madame Hydra.  She knows right where Mace and the Playground is but allows the Resistance to continue because it feeds into the manipulation.  Especially with Fitz, its another thing he has to protect her from.

      I discussed in my meta last night that AIDA seems to be trying to make it so the team won’t ‘want’ to save Fitz (more lies, more manipulation).   Here he’s The Doctor, Mace won’t bat and eye if he can kill him  Isn’t going to give Jemma the resources she needs to get him alive.  AIDA has painted Jemma as the villain.  Leaving Jemma pretty much alone now in trying to save him (oh look another parallel).  She has Coulson for now but I’m betting he will be pulled away too soon by saving Daisy or getting to May.

      She took Fitz as her own:

      A lot of what AIDA has done was to build this world how she wanted.  To get who and what she wanted, and she wanted Fitz.  Someone who would love and protect her.  Made her happy.  Her interaction with Radcliffe very telling.  We said that Fitz treating her like a person would come back…and boy has it ever.  She also wanted someone that loved and protected her like Fitz did with Jemma…so she took Jemma’s place.  May too, she’s ‘rewarded’ May with a high position because I believe May respected her, liked her, called her brave.

      But in taking Fitz in so many ways we really do have an epic love story set up here.   Jemma is going to have to fight to get him back.  I feel like part of that whole spectacle on the island with Agnes was for show.  That AIDA knew Jemma was there  set up that whole thing with Agnes so Fitz would see it.  Try to shake Jemma, make her think that he was too far gone,.  It also took away the little support Jemma had found.  Leaving her alone in trying to save him.  AIDA is scared as heck of Jemma and her saving him.

      AIDA also doesn’t have him fully yet.   Fitz says he would cross the universe for her but he HAS done it for Jemma.

      Fitz is in there:

      In the horror of feels that was last night we saw Fitz peeking through more than once.  And every single time we saw it it was because Jemma was in the mix either in person or in a picture.  And only with Jemma, May, Daisy, and Radcliffe had no effect (though Radcliffe planted seeds, very important seeds). 

      Originally posted by stydiaislove

      Aside for Coulson who is aided by Tahiti we haven’t seen anyone else ‘break through” at all. 

      • May:  Came into contact with Fitz, Daisy, and Mack…nothing. 
      • Mace:  Came into contact with Jemma, Mack, and Coulson…nothing.
      • Mack:  Came into contact with Daisy, May, Mace, and Coulson…nothing.

      Engagement is Endgame:

      When we look back at interviews from Loeb, Jed, and Mo they have been hinting at this arc all season.  And they have been setting up an engagement for Fitzsimmons all season too. 

      “This young man as you have never seen him before” that was what Leob said at SDCC and also where we first heard the ‘reward’ talk.  And we have seen them pay off everything so far. And coupled with the timing of Jed’s quote in EW, engagement coming up in 15, hints all season, and getting their middle names.  I think once they are out they aren’t going to risk it again.

      “It could happen.  If they ever get back together, that’s something that could happen in their future.”

      And I’m sorry to say this but this is TV, A drama at that, we have to jump through all sorts of hoops to get this kind of pay off.  That is part of why we are now tearing our hair out and crying until Jemma gets him back.  And when she does the pay off will be worth it.  Look at what we got after Hogface.

      The Fallout:

      AOS has never ‘dealt’ with trauma and recovery very well.  Even Daisy’s recovery a victim of the Ghost Rider Arc.  It is often done over hiatus or “off camera.  Now we have a situation where its the whole cast that will have things to deal with.  So yes, we will miss seeing it but because we don’t see it doesn’t mean it won’t happen. 

      We can also have the healing ‘begin’ in the Framework, especially for Fitz as he helps get everyone out or plays a part in stopping AIDA once as for all. 


      Sorry that was a lot but I hope it helps.  Just remember its always Darkest before the Dawn and our Sunrise is coming guys.

      Originally posted by mrsdecaestecker

      anonymous asked:

      I wish you write a fic where Aaron is on his way to a meeting and it's a long train journey. To kill time, he starts scrolling through his phone. He goes over all the stupid text convos with Rob. And then looks through the photos that he's taken of him and Rob. And reminiscing the little story behind each one. And he realises how happy he is with Robert. We don't usually get things from Aaron's POV and how much Robert means to him. Would really like it if you wrote this insanely fluffy fic. :)

      i changed it slightly if thats okay (very slightly) but this was the most!! fun to write anon, so thank you for this gorgeous prompt! (it got a bit long, so enjoy.)

      we keep this love in a photograph

      aaron reminisces about some of his happy moments with robert on a train journey home (1,811)

      Aaron settled into his seat on the train, a cup of tea in hand as he began his long journey home to Emmerdale. He’d had to get the train down to London for a few meetings, and he wasn’t exactly looking forward to the three hour journey home. He didn’t deal well with long journeys at the best of times, and he was bone tired and just longing for his own bed, in his own flat (and maybe a pint, before he slept for at least two days.)

      London was busy, and exhausting, and it was the first time in a long time he hadn’t gone with Robert by his side, his husband there to distract him from boring train journeys and busy cities with a smile and an overly enthusiastic list of things for them to do together.

      Robert.

      Aaron barely held in a sigh as he thought about his husband. They’d been fighting a lot lately, over ridiculous things, and it was driving Liv, and his mum, and everyone else insane.

      Rooting for his phone, Aaron sat back in his chair and glanced at his screen, seeing he had a few messages from Adam, and Liv. Replying to the work related texts from his best mate first, he turned his attention to Liv’s snapchats, wondering what ridiculousness his sister had sent him now.

      “Robert, why does your face look like that?” Liv asked, her camera pointed at a serious looking Robert, who was hunched over his computer.

      Robert glanced up, rolling his eyes at Liv, his blonde hair ruffled and out of place. “If this goes on your snapchat story, I’m going to let Aaron make dinner for the next month and you can get scurvy.”

      Aaron couldn’t help but laugh at Robert’s response, and the cheeky face Liv had pulled in the next snapchat she’d sent him.

      Liv was brilliant, she really was.

      Feeling more lonely now than he had before, Aaron started to scroll through his photo album, skimming through the thousands of photos and videos he’d somehow ended up with. He’d never really considered himself a sentimental person, but he had a lot of good things to document over the past few years.

      Pausing at a recent photo of Robert, Aaron felt his heart swell with love for the man in the photo. He’d taken it one lazy Sunday morning, Robert in bed with the duvet pulled up around his waist, reading a new book.

      He was always lost in his own world, when he read, Aaron remembered, totally lost in the pages until he’d read it from cover to cover. After a quiet, sleepy round of Sunday morning sex, Robert had decided he’d stay in bed and enjoy his book for a while - Aaron had gone to get them both a cup of tea when he’d come back to see Robert so enthralled in his book, he’d had to take a picture.

      It was one of those little things he’d learned about Robert after they’d decided to give their relationship a proper go, his love for reading. Aaron knew the easiest way to keep Robert happy, or brighten up a day was to just buy him a new book, the newest science fiction novel or murder mystery.

      Aaron wasn’t a reader, really, but he liked seeing his husband so invested.

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      twin andrews part 7 | jughead x reader

      Originally posted by aestheticsprouse

      part 6:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159528549924/twin-andrews-part-6-jughead-x-reader

      warning!: the readers story line is thickening and it can be triggering as mentions of self harm, depression and suicide will be laced within these next few parts so i wanted to let you know so you’re reading at your own risk. im here for additional support if you need it my nugs.

      a/n: ive decided to write this along with the episodes so apologies in advance for the timeline partially being messed with!! the next few parts will be longer as im trying to squeeze two episodes into each in order to catch up with the latest episodes!! i hope you enjoy this part as much as i do💜

      and a special shout out to @natalieroseg for always sending me a message after i post a new part and constantly showering me with love and admiration for this series. readers like you that always give me feedback are why i love writing so much!! don’t be shy my loves leave me a question or some feedback in my ask box🌈🌈

      “i can’t believe dad grounded me” i mumble to my brother as i adjust his tie.

      “sorry about that” he apologies looking down to me as I finish up stepping back and taking in my brothers funeral attire, i tried to convince him to wear a suit jacket but he insisted that he wore his letterman jacket

      “it’s fine arch, im not mad at you” i turn to face the mirror straightening out my black dress.

      today was the day of jason blossoms funeral and the blossoms took it apon themselves to invite the entire town, maybe hoping jasons murderer would reveal them selves by attending.

      there was no way i wanted to go, it was being held in the blossoms thorn hill mansion and just the look of that place gives me the creeps and thats not even talking about the people who vacate it

      i never wanted to take a step in thorn hill every again after the party and the incident with jason. not that i was alone everyone hated going to thorn hill, it was straight up creepy

      but i knew that if i didn’t go then it’d give the blossoms a reason to begin a revenge plot, already dropping murder charges on me, simply because if you don’t show up to one of these events when your invited it’s pretty damn shady.

      i slip on my shoes and fix up the final bits of my hair and makeup when the door bell chimes downstairs. my brother moves off my bed and down the steps to answering whomever was at the door

      i stand in front of the mirror staring blankly at my reflection barley recognising myself anymore.

      “i look like a bloody sack of potatoes" i moan as my brother enters back into my room.

      “not from where im standing you don't” i spin around catching myself off guard at the new voice

      i come face to face with jughead, in a freaking suit. i have to stop myself from drooling as my knees feel like they’re about to give way. he looked adorable and extremely hot at the same time, if that’s even possible

      “i-um where’s arch?” he shrugs “he let me in and then disappeared think he said something about going to the school to grab something”

      i nod facing the mirror again watching as jughead she eyes drop checking me out “thanks by the way- even if you are lying it’s still nice of you” i mumble fiddling with the ends of my hair.

      “it’s s'okay, i wasn’t lying- you look” he pauses shoving his hands into his pockets slightly revealing the suspenders hiding behind his suit jacket. god you had a weakness for his suspenders.

      “you look beautiful” he talks to the ground before looking back up to you a smile playing on his lips.

      you walk over to the boy playing with his tie, his hot breathe tickling your neck “you don’t look to bad yourself jones” i tease

      he places his hands softly on my waist “it was the best i could do” he confesses pressing his forehead against my own. you sigh and bring your hands up to cup his cheeks.

      “it’s more than enough” i lean forward and connect our lips in a soft sweet kiss pulling back and placing a quick peck to his cheek “c'mon let’s go we can’t be late”

      we begin our journey over to thorn hill making sure to detach our joint hands as we neared the gates, he sighed at the action looking to me then back to the ground

      “i-” he stops,sighing once more. like he’s trying to find the words to explain to me why he did it.

      i stop, sliding my hand up his arm pulling him toward me “jug it’s fine okay?” i reassure glancing into his eyes.

      “i was just worried. that well, you’ll be upset if i didn’t want to tell anyone about this” he looks down guilty refusing to make eye contact.

      “we- we don’t know what this is yet okay? it’s okay i know. let’s just keep it between us?”

      relief fills his features “im sorry (y/n)” i shake my head stepping closer to him “jughead jones i promise you im okay, im a big girl” he chuckles softly glancing up into my eyes.

      “i know i just don’t want to hurt you” he admits “then don’t” i state simply pressing my lips against his own briefly before walking away from the boy and through the iron gates.

      “god i hate this place” i mutter walking toward the enterance where I spot penelope and hermione talking to each other.

      i approach the raven haired lady as she pulls away from the blossom woman “lodge” i call out catching her attention as she opens her arms pulling me into a warm embrace.

      “hello (y/n) sweetie! and to you to jughead, you both look great” i smile blushing “thank you hermione, we better get inside everyone’s waiting for us” she smiles biding us farewell as the two of us enter the house of horrors

      i spot betty and the others sitting toward the back of the room grabbing jughead arms to guide him “hey!” i whisper sitting next to veronica & kevin, leaving jughead to sit next to betty.

      “how’d it go last night?” i ask veronica as i give a small smile to the boy next to me searching the room for my red headed brother.

      “yeah it was um interesting to say the least” she inhales sharply fixing her necklace before setting herself forward as the crowd settles into their seats the service about to commence

      i finally spot my brother moving toward the blossom woman jason’s football jersey in hand, i narrow my eyes as they endure a short conversation before he hands over the article of clothing and sits down directly in front of me

      “what was that all about?” i mumble leaning forward and he just shakes his head “ill fill you in later yeah?” you roll your eyes leaning back into your seat as the music begins

      “and may the odds be ever in your favour” i mumble

      “why didn’t you tell me you were offered captain?” i nag my brother as we slide into our usual lunch spot, jughead giving me a soft smile as i sit down next to him

      “look it doesn’t really matter-i want to focus on music and i gave it up to reggie anyways”

      “really?! the coach gave extra praise to the kid that calls himself mantle the magnificent, jeez talk about fuelling a mans ego” i push my food around my plate not feeling particularly hungry.

      “so are you going to try out for the variety show?” he takes a sip from his water bottle placing it back down “well i kinda blew that”

      i furrow my eyebrows as kevin, ronnie & betty join us the blonde sitting down next to me “we need to talk” she turns to me eyes wide.

      i tune out of my brother conversation and give my full attention to the blonde “what’s up?” i pop a piece of watermelon in my mouth as she speaks

      “y'know how jughead and i went to sleuth after the funeral” i nod continuing with my fruit “we ran into cheryl’s great grandma- super horrifying but anyways polly was engaged to jason”

      my eyes almost pop out of my head “what?!” i almost shout, narrowing my eyes at the blonde girl. “that’s insane betty”

      “yo sis did you hear that?” i turn from my bestfriend to my red headed twin “huh?” jughead chuckles at my daze and i nudge him with my elbow earning a yelp from the jones boy.

      “veronica is going to sing with my at the show, are you going to come?” i nod “yeah, dad wants me to come” a smile beams from his face, excitement evident.

      the bell rings signalling the end of lunch causing me to refrain from smashing my head against the lunch table “you okay?” the brunette boy asks me leaning forward in his seat as the others gather their stuff.

      i sling my bag on grabbing my lunch tray “yeah, just thinking” i sigh beginning to walk to english with the two sleuths

      “did betty tell you she has a date tonight?” jughead teases the blonde as we head outside the school.

      “um elizabeth cooper when were you going to tell me this” i exclaim grabbing the girls arm as the brunette laughs at the two of us

      “it’s not a date!” she defends “you literally said ‘it’s a date’” the boy retorts a lazy smile hanging from his lips “who’s it with?!” eagerness coursing through me

      “just trev, he was friends with jason and i wanted to see if we could get more information that’s all it is- we’re going to pops tonight” she finishes scuffing her feet as we exit the school.

      “im working tonight!” i exclaim and she rolls her eyes adjusting her backpack “so i can really see if this is a date” i snicker smiling sinisterly at the blonde girl

      “ive gotta go i guess ill see you later” she whines walking away from the two of us “see you later” i call after her turning to jughead a shy smile on his face

      “what?” i chuckle bringing my lip between my teeth “nothing” he replies back smug a smile still beaming from his face.

      i blush, turning away from the boy “you’re such a dork” he nods to himself

      “ive got shift so ill see you later-” i talk fast nervous, my sight darting around the courtyard watching kids exit the school, rushing home

      “mind if i walk with you?” i shake my head starting to walk away the brunette hot on my heels reaching for my hand as we hear the diner and grow further and further from school

      i smile down at our joined hands feeling my cheeks heat up"

      “everything okay?” he teases causing me to blush even more “oh shush” i giggle pushing through the diner door greeted by hermione and pop.

      they glance at our joined hands and we spring away from each other, jughead scratching the back of his neck, embarrassment consuming the both of us.

      “hey kids” hermione says sweetly a knowing smile on her features

      “im going to change” i announce walking away from the three slipping into the ladies room to change into my uniform, reemerging to find jughead in his usual booth with his laptop already up and typing away

      i waltz over to hermione tying my apron around my waist “H” i say warily a smirk evident on the lodge women’s face

      “so you and that jones boy” my eyes widen shaking my head “you can’t tell anyone especially ronnie” i beg placing my hands on either side of her arm

      “and whys that?” her eyes narrowing removing my hands and crossing her arms over her uniform

      “it’s complicated” i sigh glancing back at the boy in the booth “we just want to keep it on the down low so please” she nods winking at me “go you have tables to serve”

      the night was busy filled with customer after customer including betty and trev, i watched from afar squealing at the interaction of best friend with a cute boy.

      i also had my eyes on another cute brunette in pops, as he sipped his chocolate milkshake his long fingers typing away at his laptop concentration clear on his face.

      my attentions brought back when trev passes me giving me a smile wave goodbye full well knowing I’d been spying on them all night

      i rush over to the booth sliding in next to the blonde “spill” i gush grabbing at the girls shoulder a smile beaming from my face, it’d been a long shift and i needed a good gossip sesh with my favourite girl

      “what’s got you all giddy” i smile at the familiar voice as he slides into the seat opposite us.

      “betty was about to tell me how her date went” i take a sip out of the blondes milkshake glass “it wasn’t a date!!” she defends.

      i roll my eyes as she continues “he said that jason sold a bunch of his stuff weeks before he’s death- he was even selling drugs isn’t that crazy?”

      my brows cruise concussion taking over “really-” i was cut off when hermione walks over to our booth “sorry kids but we’re closing up” they nod removing themselves from the booth

      “goodnight” betty smiles hugging me before leaving the dinner, jughead hovers the raven haired woman leaving us to go back into the kitchen.

      “ive got to stay back and clean jug” i yawn rubbing my eyes, exhaustion seeming to consume me “want me to wait i can walk you home?” i shake my head “ill be awhile- it’s fine”

      he nods shoving his hands into his pockets “okay-ill see you tomorrow?” i nod playing with the fabric on the edge of my dress “see you tomorrow juggie”

      and with that he bids me goodnight and exists the diner leaving us two girls alone to clean

      i switch on the radio pulling on my rubber gloves on as we start to scrub away at the dirty dishes, dancing along to the music.

      a noise from the foyer brings our attention back, i turn down the music and pull of my gloves emerging from the kitchen “sorry we’re close” i muse suddenly noticing that the diner was empty.

      i move closer to the door noticing it to be unlocked, i turn to see a brown box lying on the floor, puzzled I walk up to it opening the box cautiously to find a snake curled up in the box

      i let out a blood curdling scream falling to the floor as i rush myself backwards

      hermione rushes out running toward me pulling me into her chest “what’s wrong honey?!” she asks worry filling her soft voice

      i point to the box my heart racing beyond compare “there’s a freaking snake” she rushing to her phone dialling a number as she excuses herself into the next room.

      the snake starts to crawl out of the box and toward me and i scramble from the floor climbing up onto the counter screaming “hermione!!” i yell causing the raven haired lady to run out

      she grabs the box and places it over the snake trapping it from sylethring away

      i squirm feeling tears pool in my eyes “you okay?” she rushes to me helping me off the counter top “yeah just a little shaken up” she gives me a hug smoothing down my hair.

      “i called your dad, he’s on his way” i nod fishing my phone out of my dress pocket sending a quick text and then pocketing it not waiting for a reply.

      the door chimes my dad rushing in to hug me moving toward hermione that look in his eyes, and thats when my stomach turned. he was looking at her the way he used to look at mum.

      i scoop up my bag slipping on my denim jacket “where are you going?” she asks standing from the floor her eyes still locked on the box

      “i can’t stay in here, im sorry” i blurt turning away and pushing through the exit door making my way toward the only person i knew that could comfort me right now

      i find myself pick up my speed as i reach the trailer park practically running up the door slightly banging on it hoping that the boy would still be awake

      tears flow from my eyes as the door swing open revealing an older man, “is jughead in?” he steps back scratching his head as he glances down at my pops uniform.

      “im sorry miss-” “andrews” i finish for him wiping my cheeks “look miss andrews jugheads in bed-”

      “dad what’s wrong?” i move past the man and rush into the trailer flinging myself into the arms of the brunette boy sobs racking my body

      his arms tighten around my waist whispering softly into my ear in efforts to calm me “what’s wrong?” i sniffle pulling away slightly from the boy enough to see the worry in his eyes but still tight in his embrace

      “god it’s so stupid” i mumble feeling embarrassed “hey tell me, please” he begs moving the hair from my face tucking it gently behind my ear.

      “someone delivered a snake in a box and work and dad came-” he’s eyes grow wide looking to the older man behind him as he slips into his bedroom

      “are you serious?! are you hurt are you okay” he rushes checking my body for bite marks i move away from him shaking my head as i sit myself down on the dirty couch

      i run my hands through my hair “it’s not that- it’s my dad, hermione called him and i-i- I thought it was to comfort me but-” i swallow the lump in my throat

      “it was to comfort her- he looked at her the way he used to look at my mum.. i think there’s something going on between them and i just can’t- i don’t know i-” i mumble my words feeling the tears rolling down

      jughead sits himself down next to me pulling me into his chest “you just don’t want to see him with anyone else” he whispers stroking my hair soothingly

      “im sorry” he murmurs “me too"

      the sun blare through my room my eyes finding it hard to adjust to the sudden light, my eyes still puffy from last nights events. i roll over pulling the covers back up to my chin feeling myself drift back to sleep when there’s a knock at my door

      i moan a ‘hello’ as the door squeaks up, squinting to reveal my father standing at the door clad in his work uniform

      “afternoon sleepy head” i sit up yawning glance at the clock to see the times read 1:30pm i got home late and must’ve slept through my morning alarms.

      “i know you had a rough night so i figured you earned a day off- i brought you lunch, i wanted to check up on you” he plops himself down on the edge of my bed handing me over a bag from pops

      “thank you” i mumble moving my hair from my face looking down at my covers scared to look my dad in the face “where’d you go last night?”

      “the jones’” i mumble and he just nods placing a hand on my shoulder “are you okay?” i nod feeling tears form in my eyes “just a little shaken up but im fine now, promise”

      he pulls me forward wrapping me in a small hug before standing from my bed “i canceled your shift for tonight and bought us tickets to the show” i nod “sounds good” he nods back walking toward the door lingering in the hall

      “thanks again dad, for lunch” he nods disappearing down the steps and put the front door, returning back to work i assume

      i layed back down in my bed popping a few fries in my mouth as i open the lid to my laptop the screen lighting up as a picture of my family pops up; it was taken a few christmas ago when we were all together.

      my mother has the biggest smile on her face as she looks up my father, totally in love. my brother and i stand infront of them, archie’s arm slung around my shoulders pulling me into him capturing us mid laugh.

      it was a full length photo, you could see vegas jumping up at us her tongue hung from her mouth, her tail swishing in excitement. i didn’t know how much i missed being together until i found myself crying

      i clicked into my photo album scrolling through all the old photos before i made the move to chicago with my parents there was a few with the whole gang; even the blossoms.

      cheryl and i were clad in our riven vixen uniforms, it was freshmen year and it was our first ever game cheering and jason stood in the middle sporting his bulldogs uniform helmet in his hand as they are slung around the two of us girls

      it was my favourite memory of freshman year, we look so innocent so young. free from heartache and loss.

      “everything okay?” i jump at the voice slamming my laptop closed looking to see my two fellow river vixens standing at the door

      “we let ourselves in, hope you don’t mind. you weren’t at school and we were worried” i shake my head smiling “it’s fine”

      relief shows on their faces as the walk over to me sitting themselves down on my bed “god we were worried” “it’s was just a little incident at work and i couldn’t sleep so dad just let me take the day off”

      “what happened at work?!” ronnie asks her brows creasing knowing full well that her mother was working shift with me last night “there was a box with a snake in it, left for us in pop’s. your mum seems to think it was a serpents doing”

      “and well my dad.. and your mum they seemed weird with each other and it reminded me of my mum” i confess my eyes tearing up

      “i don’t think i can handle my dad being with someone else other than my mum- i can’t i don’t even want to think about it”

      she swallows her eyes darting around my room as i watch the clogs behind her eyes click “ronnie everything okay?” i place my hand over hers noticing the change in her eyes, guilt.

      “i should go-” she grabs her bag leaning over and hugging me before rushing for the door “ill see you tonight right?” i nod watching her rush out of my room not bothering to say bye to the blonde next to me

      “is she okay?” i question only to get a shrug in reply “im not too sure, something happened with her and arch-” i nod fiddling with my blanket

      “we were worried about you” i give her a half hearted smile “i should’ve message you & v i just over slept and-” i huff guilt creeping up “it wasn’t just me and v”

      “oh well yeah kev-” she giggles to herself “and juggie” my eyes widen “really?” she nods a smile growing on her face.

      “he’s going to help me look into finding polly, i found where she’s staying and he offered to come with me” i smile trying not to give myself away “that’s sweet” she nods vigorously “isn’t it!”

      “he’s on his way over- did you want to come with?” i sigh flopping my head back down on my pillow “i would but im going to the show tonight- i don’t think i could see your sister after the last time i saw her-”

      she lets out a long sigh, grabbing hold of my hand and giving it a soft reassuring squeeze.

      “its okay” she smiles brightly at me opening my laptop, the photo of myself and the blossom twins appearing on my screen.

      she moves herself so she’s sitting next to me resting against my head board bringing my laptop up into her lap. “freshman year right?” i nod “sure was” i mumble in reply

      “i love this one” i turn my attention to the screw a photo popping up of the five of us; betty, archie myself and the blossom twins.

      we were all in our uniforms smiling from ear to ear

      “i like this one better” i reach over and tap the next button to reveal a picture from last year, taken the day before i left for chicago. before i knew that my parents had taken a turn for the worst

      we were all in a booth at pops; archie, betty, jughead, kevin and i all rugged up milkshakes and burgers scattered on the table and innocent smiles sketched onto our baby faces

      blissfully unaware that in the next coming day their lives were about to get turned upside down.

      “i love this one too” betty mumbles quietly a tear slipping from her green eyes “aw betts please don’t cry” i moan clinging to the girl laughing softly as my eyes well up

      “god i remember that day like it was yesterday” she sniffles leaning her head against mine “that was the last i ever saw of you”

      the air seemed to grow thick, silence growing between us as we stare blankly at the laptop screen

      “why didn’t you say goodbye?” she turns to me vulnerability in her eyes. i close mine, the memory flooded back as i tried desperately for it to stop

      i cleared my throats trying to respond without falling apart “i couldn’t-” my voice cracks.

      “she woke me up at god knows what time and dragged me of bed shoving everything into bags telling me that ‘we need to leave we need to leave right now” i start to cry

      “dad and arch woke up from the all the commotion and they start crying archie was hurt lead to believe that i wanted to go and leave them behind”

      “i didn’t want to leave them- i didn’t want to leave anyone but i- i- couldn’t i couldn’t stay” i look to the blonde shock on her face.

      “my mum said i needed help and i couldn’t get it from riverdale- so i had to go betty. i had no choice”

      tears stream down my cheeks as betty looks on guilt dripping from her face. we sit staring at each other, too scared to speak. that was until jughead came bounding through the door

      his eyes widen his whole persona changing as he realises what has happened. i spring from my bed excusing myself from the door as i dart into the bathroom locking it before either of them had the chance to follow me

      i splash my face trying to calm myself down, scrubbing off yesterday’s makeup. trying to remove the loop of my dad and hermione from my mind

      there’s a few knocks at my door but i ignore them, turning the shower on and starting to strip down. i need to get ready for tonight and it was the only way i could stay in here without suspicion from the two vacated my bedroom

      i shut the water off, stepping out into the bathroom to dry my body before slipping on a robe and exiting the bathroom and taking the short walk into my bedroom

      and just as expected the room was empty, i sit back down on my bed letting out a breathe i didn’t know i was holding.

      soft knocks at my door bring my attention back down to earth “come in” i speak softly tightening my robe around my body making sure nothing is showing.

      my dad pops his head in dressed up all nice for the show tonight, it was the first time dad would ever hear archie sing so it was a big deal. he’d bought tickets for all his work friends wanting something to boast about since i wasn’t all that interesting

      “you almost ready? we’ve got to leave soon” i nod “im about to get ready shouldn’t be to long” he nods biding goodbye and closing my door behind him.

      i walk over to my stereo turning up my music as i start to get myself ready for the night

      we walked into the school side by side searching the crowd for dad’s work friends, i fish my phone out of my clutch hoping to see a text from jughead but nothing.

      i rock on the back of my hells when i spot hermione, the raven haired lady smiles over at us briskly walking toward the two of us. my dads face lights up giving the lodge women a soft smile.

      the engage in small talk as i desperately search for a way out of this damn conversation only to be brought back into it with hermione shaking my shoulder

      “did your dad tell you the good news” she practically squeals squeezing my arm “nooo” i drag out the ‘o’ feeling a tad out of the loop.

      “your dad’s offered me a job! no more scrubbing dirty fry pans and waiting tables for this lady” she gestures to herself earning a laugh from my dad.

      she places a hand of his chest the two looking sickly happy “excuse me” i mutter moving as far away as i could hoping to spot any of my friends

      i spot val walking along the corridor and i practically tackle her before she walks into the drama room “woho (y/n) what’s wrong?” she exclaims, alarmed.

      “have you seen my brother? it’s important” she nods “follow me he’s probably back stage” i walk behind the pussy cat as she leads me into the green room

      it doesn’t take me long till i spot my red headed brother siting along guitar in his hands strumming lightly, he looked as white as a ghost

      i plop down next to him “arch are you okay?” he looks up at me noticing the nervousness in my eyes. “could ask you the same” he laughs lowly setting down his guitar

      “val bailed on me so now im going solo- im so nervous (y/n)” i furrow my brows at my brother “wait i thought you were singing with v?” he sighs

      “it’s a long story but anyway she got all upset because she found dad and her mum kissing at work this morning so she got spooked and-” my eyes widen, shock spreading through my body like wildfire.

      “um excuse me what now?!” i almost yell, “i thought you knew, ronnie went to the house to check on you i just thought-” i shake my head standing up “you just thought what? that it was just casual conversation arch?! you’re so insensitive”

      i yell walking out of the dressing room bumping into ronnie on the way out “woah are you okay?” i scoff “wouldn’t you like to know, thanks by the way for telling me about my dad. you’re a real gem”

      i push past the raven haired girl moving out into the foyer spotting my dad as he walks us over to our seats in the auditorium. i almost scream when i noticed we were situated right next to the lodge lady, as we settle in for the performance.

      i find myself zoning out all through veronica’s & the pussycats performance that i didn’t even hear them call archie’s name till he was in the middle of the stage

      i perk up watching as he starts to sing, out of the corner of my eye i watch as my fathers hand joins with hermione and i feel my eyes well up “i can’t be here” i mumble to my father rushing out of the auditorium

      my eyes fill with tears as i rush out into the hall, i scream into my hands looking up to see both betty & jughead soaking wet talking to the sheriff, a serious scowl on his face.

      i let out a small cry catching their attention, i smack my hand over my mouth trying to muffle the sounds. they turn the brunette boys eyes filling with worry as he glances to me.

      but betty says something to the boy that makes him looking between the two of us before mouthing a ‘im sorry’ and running off down the hall and out into the pouring rain after betty & the sheriff

      my heart grows heavy as i watch him out more and more distance between the two of us.

      archie’s voice carries through the speakers, he sounded amazing.

      i close my eyes briefly before heading out into the storm,rain pelting down on my face as i felt myself being consumed by my thoughts. i fall to my knees letting out a silent sob

      i was getting worse, and no one knew.

      so i picked myself up and walked right out of the parking lot, down my street, into my house & into my bathroom looking the door behind me hoping that no one would ever find me again

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      PSA: Reylo and Three Act Structure

      “Johnson says that The Last Jedi offers “no one-to-one equivalent of the Han-to-Leia, burning, unrequited love. In our story, that’s not a centerpiece.”

      - Vanity Fair, May 2017

      No worries. This is Act Two (Ahch-To, if you will) of a story being told in three parts. We’re not going to see Kylo and Rey setting up housekeeping in The Last Jedi - that wouldn’t make any sense within the structure of the story.  Perhaps because we in the Reylo Fandom have spent so much time living with and dreaming about these characters, we tend to forget how far they still have to go in their respective journeys. 

      Once it finally arrives, we’ll be mining TLJ just as we did TFA. We already know that we’ll be meeting a more human Kylo Ren for whom patricide isn’t really working out as he’d hoped, that Rey’s meeting with her hero isn’t going to go quite as expected, and that Luke Skywalker’s views on the Jedi have turned in what appears to be a pretty dark direction. We left TFA with the Resistance in tatters and on the run, and there’s no reason to think it’s going to get better for any of these characters in the upcoming film; in fact, I expect a writer/director of Rian Johnson’s talent to leave us in agony at the end of The Last Jedi. I was a young teen when Empire came out, and if Johnson doesn’t deliver at least that same level of excruciating having to wait-to-find-out-what-happens-next that I experienced back then, I’ll be disappointed.

      1 CONFLICT / 2 CRISIS / 3 RESOLUTION

      In short: We are approaching ACT TWO. It’s going to get worse before it gets better.

      That doesn’t mean Reylo isn’t endgame. It just means it’s a sloooow burn - and we all know slow burns are the best. It’s worth noting what Reylo could look like within the universe of the film. It’s entirely possible that the blossoming of a full, canon relationship between Rey and Ben could be expressed in the final frames of Episode IX by something as small as these two characters turning towards each other, joining hands, or making freighted eye contact. 

      Will the storytellers give us romantic Reylo on screen by the end of IX? I hope so. We’ll see. For such a long wait, I’d love to see that payoff for two lonely characters who are seeking belonging and family. In the meantime - well, I think Ao3 is at 3,000 Reylo titles and counting. 

      You all don’t need me lecturing on the power of storytelling. Keep the faith. All will be well.

      tl;dr: If you want ammo for ant battles (though seriously, just have a block party, it saves time and aggravation) feel free to make use of this explanation of three-act structure, pulled straight from Wikipedia:


      Three Act Structure:

      The first act is usually used for exposition, to establish the main characters, their relationships and the world they live in. Later in the first act, a dynamic, on-screen incident occurs that confronts the main character (the protagonist), whose attempts to deal with this incident lead to a second and more dramatic situation, known as the first turning point, which (a) signals the end of the first act, (b) ensures life will never be the same again for the protagonist and © raises a dramatic question that will be answered in the climax of the film. The dramatic question should be framed in terms of the protagonist’s call to action, (Will X recover the diamond? Will Y get the girl? Will Z capture the killer?).[1] This is known as the inciting incident, or catalyst. As an example, the inciting incident in the 1972 film The Godfather is when Vito Corleone is attacked, which occurs approximately 40 minutes into the film.

      The second act, also referred to as “rising action”, typically depicts the protagonist’s attempt to resolve the problem initiated by the first turning point, only to find him- or herself in ever worsening situations. Part of the reason protagonists seem unable to resolve their problems is because they do not yet have the skills to deal with the forces of antagonism that confront them. They must not only learn new skills but arrive at a higher sense of awareness of who they are and what they are capable of, in order to deal with their predicament, which in turn changes who they are. This is referred to as character development or a character arc. This cannot be achieved alone and they are usually aided and abetted by mentors and co-protagonists.[1]

      The third act features the resolution of the story and its subplots. The climax is the scene or sequence in which the main tensions of the story are brought to their most intense point and the dramatic question answered, leaving the protagonist and other characters with a new sense of who they really are.[1]

      An outsider’s perspective

      (don’t hate me).

      My two best friends, we’ll call them L and M, from college and I live really far away from each other. But every week on Fridays, we set aside our lunch hour to do a gchat, and catch up on our lives, and sometimes we talk about what we’re reading/watching.

      My girls aren’t big into the fandom (they have personal tumblrs but never use them anymore, they don’t pay attention to fandom stuff, etc.) but they love to talk about Riverdale as a group (mostly because we can just laugh about how ridiculous it is a lot of the time and how much we still love it). 

      For context: They think Bughead are cute enough but L likes V*rchie more and M doesn’t really care one way or the other about the romantic aspects of the show, so I’m the resident Bughead ‘shipper. (At least we can all agree that B*rchie is 5000 shades of wrong).

      Anyway, we got to talking about how everything played out in “Death Proof” and it was kinda fascinating to see how they perceived the J*paz/Bughead stuff.

      We all agreed that the BH reunion was super rushed.

      L said, “I YELLED at the screen when I realized we don’t even get to see them make up on screen after all that?” and M said, “If it was going to be that easy for them to solve everything why didn’t they just do it last week?”)

      And then we were talking about the whole rebound thing and whether Betty is going to ask about Toni after she saw them in the diner, and M said, “I like how one minute he’s bummed that Toni doesn’t want his dick and the next he’s all mad at Betty for breaking his heart.” 

      And L was like, “Yeah he’s wanted it both ways since she showed up.”

      Neither of them think Jughead did anything wrong by fooling around with Toni. But to them, it was clear as day that it wasn’t like, a hurt/comfort thing, it was a “hell yes this hot girl wants me and I want her, let’s do this” kind of thing. 

      And on the one hand it’s like, “Yeah, I see what they’re saying because the whole thing rubbed me the wrong way, too” but then on the other hand it still surprising that both of them came to that conclusion so definitively. Like, it wasn’t even a question in their minds. Yes, Jughead was/is into Toni, moving on.

      Now I’m perusing reviews of the episode to see if other people outside the Bughead fandom came to that conclusion. And I saw this from Elle: 

      After we see that Toni stayed the night at Jug’s trailer (wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts), the two grab breakfast and Toni puts an end to whatever was brewing between the two, presumably to leave room for Betty and Jughead to rekindle by the end of the episode. And let’s be honest, it wasn’t Jughead who seemed to regret what happened between them.

      And yes, this is three voices out of the, what, 2 million people that watch the show? But it all just has me thinking: fandom can be a bit of a bubble and it’s easy to find comfort in confirmation bias. We study the minute details to glean meaning from every single moment to better inform our understanding of this thing we love and then other bloggers tell us they agree with us and it all starts to feel like fact.

      But sometimes I think that means we can miss the big picture? None of us want Jughead to want Toni because that puts a much more sizable dent in our Bughead hopes and dreams. 

      So we all start to try to get inside his head, her head, the writers’ heads to see this whole storyline in a way that could make sense. But these casual observers, who watch without looking for what they want to see, who just see what Riverdale is showing us on the screen, seem to have come to a completely different conclusion. 

      I just want to be clear that I’m not discouraging deep dives and character studies and finding parallels and subtext because those things are, in so many ways, my favorite part of this fandom. In the past two weeks, I have ready so many incredible, insightful takes on Jughead and how his past is driving his decisions, and it’s helped me feel like I understand him better. 

      I just am wondering how often in seeing what we want to see plays into how we interpret what’s going on on screen. Thoughts? 

      Shadowhunters 2x20 - It’s all about the details

      It was the last episode of the season, and I can say I’m utterly satisfied. I was prepared for the worst, thinking they wouldn’t have the time to solve everything, but they did and they did it perfectly. I’m so proud.

      There are tons of people who are analyzing this episode better than I could so I’m not going to bore you with how good it was. But I am venting out about TWO of my ultimate favourite aspects of it:

      • The hurt!Magnus moment

      People who know me by now are fully aware I love this trope in fanfiction. Sometimes, I just need Magnus to have some kind of problem and Alec being there to help and reassure him (for the positivity of going through things together). THAT trio scene, with Magnus closing the rift and collapsing to the ground, with Alec rushing towards him, was the epitome of all I ever wanted. It was so well done, not too dramatic but not immediately dismissed either. It even managed to pull them closer, emotionally AND physically. It was fantastic.

      • Vulnerable!Magnus (I know, I know, my biasness is showing)

      I am sorry if some people didn’t understand Magnus’s behaviour in the previous episodes, or why he reacts in certain ways when Alec confesses his love. To me, Harry Shum Jr. only demonstrates, every single time, how he completely understands every single aspects of Magnus Bane. It’s amazing the journey this character has gone through during a SINGLE episode.
      It starts with him avoiding the Maia issue, still trying somehow to keep the alliance with the Seelies together, because otherwise it would mean go back to the Shadowhunters (and ultimately, to Alec).
      It continues with the saltiness we love during that “door” scene with Alec, where he tries, AGAIN, to push him away to avoid getting hurt one more time.
      When he enters the Institute, if you look closely, he clearly avoids looking at Alec when ALEC looks his way. It seems he’s still not ready to face him and his feelings; Magnus is still hiding behind his “angry” façade. Then, when he understands how dangerous the situation is, he changes and he goes full business with the “What have you got” line. It’s like he finally gets he needs to put his private matters aside and just concentrate on solving the situation.

      From that moment on, Magnus slowly goes back to his “old” season 2A self, mainly because working with Alec and being in direct contact with him for an extensive amount of time help him realize how the “fights” (Alec’s words, look at Magnus’s face when he says it) were taking a toll on him as well (hence, the “Don’t apologize” answer). Worrying about each other was the perfect plotline to solve things between them.

      That whole party scene before their “talk” was even more amazing. Look at the details. Magnus is away from everyone (again, ALONE) drinking to heal his soul. The moment Alec finds him he keeps on rambling and babbling about everything he did but, more importantly, about nothing serious (look at Alec’s face though, how he’s pleased to hear the other man talking about everything he loves. Matt did an amazing job: it was like Alec missed Magnus’s soft voice so much, talking to HIM about all sort of things). Magnus was clearly avoiding the “talk”. When Alec suggests they need to discuss, Magnus’s eyes literally change (how the hell can you do that though, Harry) and he goes in full whisper “Yes”. That is scared Magnus talking. Let’s face it, he was scared. He was scared of facing Alec and breaking up for good, of facing his own feelings and facing Alec’s as well.

      When they are in the alley, his body language says it all: he’s stiff and puts his arms around himself to protect him. If you look closely again (details, details), when Alec is in front of him, giving his back, Magnus looks around to gather his thoughts and takes a huge breath. The moment Alec turns around and looks at him, Magnus straights his back and puts his “everything is okay” mask on. He can’t start the conversation, however, and he’s not the one leading it: it’s Alec. Magnus his sure of what he feels for the other man and he knows where he stands in their relationship. Throughout the episode he manages to understand Alec’s position and feelings as well, to finally understand that Alec has apologized enough and there’s no need for more (”Don’t apologize”) and that everything about the Soul Sword was “in the past”. Magnus should have continued the talk from there on but he can’t and he waits for Alec to go on. Because, once again, he’s scared of what is going on and he needs Alec to tell him clearly. And Alec does it. He goes full confession time. Again, look at Magnus’s face when Alec says he can’t live without him, the way his eyes immediately search for Alec’s face. He’s surprised. That is the same surprise he showed during 2x10 when Alec said he loved him. It’s because none of his lovers were so straightforward with their feelings, nor the depth of their love was as big as Alec’s. Magnus had many heartbreaks and hurt moments in the past, never forget. But we know Alec always manages to surprise Magnus, and it is a good thing, because Magnus deserves all the pure love he can get.

      And yes, one day I’m going to go full “Harry’s acting” meta. It’s going to be a huge babble of feels, I warn you.

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      Pairing: Dean x Female Reader
      Rating: M
      Summary: Look, no one told you - warned you – about how good Dean Winchester looks in glasses. The worst part? He totally knows what he’s doing. 
      A/N: Fun fact, I haven’t actually watched this episode yet. I just saw the glasses, and was inspired. Ahem. This is short. Sorry.

      Dean is walking slowly next to you, eyes scanning your surroundings, and he’s clearly trying not to smile. You kind of hate him. 

      Kind of.

      The thing is – okay, you’re not dumb. Dean Winchester might be in his late thirties, but he’s hot, okay. He knows it, too. How could he not? People are always swooning over him and you’ll be damned if you’re going to be one of them. 

      He’s wearing glasses today. You know it’s for a job, but still. It’s been hard for you to take your eyes off him since he put them on. You’re pretty sure he’s noticed, if the self-assured swagger in his step is anything to go by.

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      Knowing that Kaitlin isn’t going to get any industry recognition for Dee this season is making me kind of angry. She’s always fantastic, but there’s something about these last few episodes that have been especially wonderful.

      1-Look at Hero or Hate Crime, when Charlie confesses that they’ve been smoking together:

      In a matter of seconds, she goes through several emotions-

      1. slight confusion from Charlie’s plan to cover smells
      2. surprise that he told them about the smoking thing
      3. betrayal/ ‘what are you doing?!’

      Notice how she freezes, leans just slightly forward, then farther back

      2- In The Gang Tends Bar-

      She makes three facial expressions that, in progression, show her feelings 

      1. At the beginning, “aw that’s really sweet, I love him”
      2. Middle, she snaps out of it and looks at the other guys
      3. Lastly, she has a regretted look on her face because she knows she has to rip Charlie up… but remember in The Gang Misses the Boat when Charlie and Dee have a conversation and Charlie says the guys make him do stuff he doesn’t want to do and Dee says it’s peer pressure? I think she ripped Charlie up because a) she’s afraid of her own feelings, and b) she feels peer pressured into doing it

      3-Then later in The Gang Tends Bar-

      I originally meant it to be funny, but it’s still important.

      When Mac gives Dennis the rocket launcher

      1. She looks kind of happy for Dennis. Her brother is making some progress and actually has feelings and cares about things, and got a gift that he loved, which probably means more after his confession that he’s hurt that they never get him anything for valentines.
      2. Maybe even glad that Dennis has Mac, and that being an “old married couple” and the “codependency” she accused them of is actually good.
      3. That if Dennis can show such raw feelings in front of everyone, and he and Mac can have their thing, then maybe it’s okay to accept that she does feel lonely, and there may actually be some kind of connection with/ feelings for Charlie.
      4. Mac and Dennis really have strong feelings for each other, and she’s gonna have to continue sharing a bed with two people who are in love with each other.

      (2 was taken from this post, so I take no credit for that great observation)

      I love you too Cas

      12.12 “Stuck in the Middle with You” Coda

      The blinding light that had surrounded Cas moments ago slowly dimmed down to a level that wouldn’t burn their damn eyes out, before disappearing as quickly as it had appeared, leaving a confused, but blessedly healed, Angel of the Lord sitting on the ratty ass couch. Cas turned to Dean, looking as shocked as he had felt, before turning to stare at something behind the hunter. That something turned out to be Crowley, as he was holding the Lance, or the top part of it anyway, running his fingers over the now relatively harmless spear head. Apparently he had broken the Lance while they had their backs turned when Cas started spazzing out, black goo that looked eerily similar to the crap that came out of him during the Leviathan fiasco, effectively breaking whatever spell that was killing Cas and allowed him to finally be able to heal himself.

      They all turned to him, bewildered, but Crowley just looked at us, a look of indifference on his face. “You’re welcome” was all the King of Hell said before he dropped the spear head and left, ever the drama queen. He looked around and saw that mom and Sam looked just as confused and relieved as he did, though Sam was looking rather proud and mom looked like she was wondering how in the hell (no pun intended) a demon could do something so selfless, so human, and so out of character like saving an angel’s life.  

      But none of that mattered, not when Cas was safe, healed, alive. Sure his clothes were still bloody, they’ll get him some clean ones as soon as they get to the bunker and burn the bloodied ones because he did NOT want to see the evidence of Cas’ closest and almost final brush with death for a second longer than necessary, and still weak from the amount of grace that had to have been used to heal himself, but he was alive. That didn’t stop the worry and fear that had taken hold of Dean when Crowley said that there was no cure for this one, Billie’s warning of ‘consequences of the cosmic scale’ still ringing in his ears and hammering about in his skull as he and Sammy reach out to haul Cas up to his feet. And if he held on a little longer to Cas’ hand and squeezed a little tighter than necessary, then who could blame him? He almost lost his best friend, he had a right to indulge in his need to be clingy, even if it was for like a second.  

      But that fear and worry had abated, for just a moment, when Cas turned to him, blue eyes slightly widened in shock, but with an underlying sense of apprehension. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights and for a moment Dean couldn’t understand why, before what would have been his last words to them came crashing through like a frieght train

      “I love you… I love all of you”

      Cas might have tried to save himself by attempting to clarify that his love was equal for us all, but even Dean, the most emotionally constipated human ever, could tell that that first ‘I love you’ was directed at him. Cas loved him.

      Wait

      Cas loved him?

      Why would he love him? Why would he, an Angel of the freakin LORD love him, a hairless ape that has caused him nothing but grief since the moment they met. The mud monkey that had gotten him killed Chuck knew how many times, had cost him his family upstairs, his wings, his grace, everything? It just didn’t make any sense. Cas should love someone who could take care of him, and he wasn’t exactly boyfriend material, people didn’t look at guys like him and think ‘that’s them, that’s the person i want to spend the rest of my life with. That’s the one.’  He never had had a good track record with long term relationships, Lisa had been his longest and even then it was rocky and wasn’t long before it all went to hell in a hand basket. He didn’t think he could be the kind of boyfriend Cas deserved, the kind he wanted to be for him, but if tonight, of all the other times they had lost or almost lost each other, had finally taught him anything, it was that life was too short for doubts and hesitation and you never knew when your time would come (for good). He was done burying his feelings.

      He turned to Sammy, giving him a look that he hoped his brother understood, before addressing him and mom, “You two go on ahead in mom’s car, me and Cas will take Baby after we clean up here, don’t want the LEO’s to find the Lance, depowered or not.”

      Thankfully his giant moose of a brother understood, grabbing ahold of mom while heading to the door, giving her a toned down Bitch Face #14 when she went to protest and pull away, “Sure man, you guys be careful though. I’ll get something for all of us to eat on the way to the bunker. And Cas, I’m glad you’re ok man.” Was all he said before he dragged mom out of there and to the car, not before discreetly throwing a eyebrow wiggle his older brothers way, the bitch.

      Dean breathed out a sigh of relief as the door closed, he waited till he heard mom’s car start and leave before turning to look at the angel beside him. Cas looked confused, if a bit pleased. It was then that Dean realised that his hand had migrated to the angels back during his epiphany earlier, but he couldn’t bring himself to care all that much. It felt nice, the warmth of Cas’ back seeping into his hand, the surprising softness of that damn trench coat he always insisted on wearing. He was closer than Dean remember him being a few moment ago, staring at him with wonder, with no little bit of hope just shining through those beautiful blue eyes of his.

      “Dean?” He asked, as if he was afraid that this was all a dream. And quite honestly Dean was having a hard time not thinking like that too.

      Dean smiled slightly, eyes raking over his entire form, making sure that he was completely healed, reassuring himself that he was really alright, before moving his other hand to cup his angels cheek. Cas turned slightly into the touch, a soft smile blooming across his face.

      It was then that Dean’s eyes started to burn slightly, the full gravity of what almost happened tonight, what he almost lost, finally register with him. He pulled Cas towards himself till he was flush against his body, holding him tightly. Cas looked at Dean, worried and but happy, before he brought his arms up, his left going around his waist and his right buried in the hair on the back of his head. Dean cleared his throat before looking him in the eye, thumb brushing away the stray tear that had escaped the angel’s eyes.

      “Cas… I love you too.” Was all he got out as the rest of what he was going to say got stuck in his throat, but that didn’t matter, because Cas knew, he understood all that he was trying to convey, if the blinding, watery smile was anything to go by. And beside, words were no longer need, not as he finally pulled him even closer, closing the rest of the distance between them, pressing his lips to the angel’s surprisingly soft ones in a gentle, chaste kiss. It was the first of many, if he had anything to say about it, because now there was no way he was going to ever let this go, ever let Cas go.

      THE END

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      Episode of the Week - 9x23: The Drama in the Queen

      Seeley Booth is madly and irrevocably in love with ALL of Temperance Brennan. Physical attraction tends to come first with most couples. After all, outward appearance is what one initially notices in another. It was no different in their own story (see 5x16 for details). But getting to know this woman in a way that no one else ever has, that’s when Booth completely fell for Brennan. Her brain, her heart, her determination, and capacity to and for love are essential components which comprise her very (extraordinary) being. And Booth is attracted to every last attribute. Though both of them have harbored insecurities relative to their own intelligence or social skills in the past, Booth is certainly not intimidated by Brennan’s intelligence like many other men would be. On the contrary, he is in complete awe of her. He is more than proud to be associated with this remarkable woman. “She’s amazing!” He celebrates her, day in and day out. And it goes both ways. Because Brennan knows that Booth possesses another type of impressive acumen. It’s an intelligence which has taught her so much over the years, And an intelligence which has aided them in catching many a murderer. Of course these two are very physically attracted to each other. If only tubs could talk…When Booth and Brennan gaze at one another, they are so obviously mesmerized. You can see it emanating from their eyes. It’s quite evident that they are dazzled. But it’s far more than that. There is also an immense mutual respect and adoration for all that lies beneath (not literally…well). That is what sets them apart. This couple has incredible depth. And this particular morning when Brennan asks why Booth neglected to wake her, he does not mention how gorgeous and peaceful she looked while sleeping. But only that he wanted her big brilliant beautiful brain to continue to rest. Perhaps there was a touch of humor in his words. However, the sentiment is there. Like every other piece of her, Booth finds Brennan’s brain- her intellect- nothing short of astounding. And it’s a fundamental part of her. Though it needs to be said that it is not all that she is, nor all that Booth loves about her. Brennan is so much more than just her brain. She is more than just her beauty. She is more than JUST anything. Each characteristic is a vital part of the “whole” that is Brennan. Booth knows that. Brainy and beautiful, yes. But also caring, compassionate, empathetic, giving, selfless, fierce, loving, generous, decisive, literal, persistent, courageous, charming, captivating, dedicated, devoted, and vivacious. For Booth, there is no single trait which can define Brennan. There is no one reason why he loves her. ”I don’t have reasons.” And if you don’t believe me…

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