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kny · 6 years
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when you realize that gay shiro is canon and there’s absolutely nothing the haters can do about it
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darlingsdevil · 4 years
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Of The Valley (Joel x Reader)
Chapter 7: Favors II
Summary: Life in Jackson is never easy. Consoling angsty teenagers, wading through the mysterious waters of Joel’s romance language and with a child of your own on the way? Life is about to get a lot harder
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Tag list (comment to be added or removed) @sidepuff @joelsheartache @fangirl-inthe-us @cowboyfrazer @scarletpines @mikah-writes @sleepylunarwolf @mr-robot-x @shybookdragon @heughan @writer-jamie @nelliecraine
A/N: It has come to my attention I confused a lot of you last chapter.. that was my intention lol. Romance will be coming soon, ish I guess. Finally some background knowledge on Mark though hahah.
Also, damnit tumblr, add a read more tab on mobile please. I hate flooding feeds X(
Comments and reblogs are really appreciated! Seriously, reading comments make my day!
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Ellie was royally fucked. Her first reaction was panic, a fleeting feeling that made her want to run, because if you were at the tail end of Maria’s wrath there was no flight or fight — it was just flight.
She wanted to get away from town for one night. One night is all she asked. So she could have a good time with her girlfriend, get drunk and act like a stupid teenager. One night.
“Ellie! Get your ass down here right now!” Maria shouted from the floor below. There was no way Maria wouldn’t smell the pot on her.. she was done for.
Ellie took the walk of shame to the floor below, every step feeling like one closer to her casket. Dina and you followed behind her, wondering if you would both be in trouble.
“You’re in big trouble,” Maria began, her fury practically radiating off of her. You and Dina took a step back from the two, Maria was so focused on Ellie, you and Dina managed to avert her anger towards you two for a moment.
The last thing you wanted was for Ellie to get caught, you would have reminded her how stupid it was to leave and let Dina handle the rest, but it seemed Maria beat you to it.
“What’s our one rule in town, Ellie?” Maria questioned with a tight lipped sentence, her face stern and cold.
“Don’t leave unless you’re allowed to,” Ellie repeated, her eyes looking down.
“And what did you do tonight?”
“I broke that rule.”
Maria nodded. “Yes, you did. You’re getting taken off patrol for two months. Nine o’clock curfew from now until then,” She said sternly.
“What?! No! That’s bullshit! You can’t do that to me!” Ellie said in protest. You and Dina shifted uncomfortably behind her, wondering if you were on Maria’s next hit list.
“Yes, I can. You knew the rules and you broke them, end of discussion,” Maria reminded her. There was no winning against her.
“That’s such bullshit! You can’t take me off of patrol for two months!” Ellie continued.
“End of discussion. We’re going back to town,” Maria’s voice was deliberate, she began walking to the door, ignoring both you and Dina.
You were surprised she found Ellie, though she did mention she was waiting for Ellie to come home last night. Was it possible she was waiting that entire time for her? It was something Maria would do. Two months seemed like a harsh punishment, but Ellie did break the main rule of Jackson.
Seeing Maria reminded you of your little secret that would become not so little in a few months. When was the right time to tell her? It seemed like never, like the pregnancy was a premonition, like it hadn’t even happened yet. You couldn’t think about that now.
Ellie reluctantly began following the three of you after a few moments of shock. Maria was waiting by the door for you, when Ellie and Dina made it through the door, Maria stopped you.
“You two stay out here for a second. Don’t run off either,” She looked at the two of them standing in the doorway, they took a step back and she closed the door on them, leaving you in the lake house with Maria.
Maria pinched the bridge of her nose and looked down at the ground before sighing.
“Any explanation as to why you’re out here?” She asked, looking up at you.
“Dina couldn’t find Ellie so we snuck out to find her,” You shrugged, it was the truth.
“You told me you weren’t going outside of Jackson anymore.”
“I did it yesterday, I figured I could do it once more today. I didn’t want Dina going out here alone,” You explained.
“So if I were to assign you to patrols, you would be fine again?”
Your eyes widened, “No. I don’t want to patrol ever again. I’m fine with being outside of Jackson, I just don’t want to have the job of killing things outside of it anymore.” You put your hands up in defense.
“We’ll talk more about this in town, we need to get Ellie home first.”
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Maria rounded up all the teenagers after that, they all got put under curfew too, Cat included. Cat stayed cautiously away from both Dina and Ellie.
The walk home was brutally silent, and uncomfortable. You knew all the drunken teenagers were terrified of the rest of their punishment, getting yelled at by their parents and being the laughing stock of town for a few days. Rarely anyone got caught sneaking out.
The night guards at top of the watchtowers let the group in. Maria stopped them all and told them they needed to see her first thing in the morning at the Courthouse so they could be dealt with. The group dispersed after that. You could still seem them shaking in fear as they walked away.
“Dina, you can go home now. Ellie, I’m taking you home. I’ll swing by your house after, Y/N,” Maria said sternly. Ellie stood next to her awkwardly. Dina nodded and left, slipping you Mark’s gun as she left. Ellie was upset and more worried about Joel finding out. Everything that could have gone wrong tonight did go wrong, Cat was mad at her, Dina probably too, and Maria found out she snuck out. Tonight was a mess.
Maria took Ellie home, the air was tense and uncomfortable. Ellie could only focus on the leaves crunching under her feet as she passed through the town with Maria. Halloween was right around the corner, it was apparent too. Houses were decorated, some even had pumpkins outside, none carved however. No one was up it seemed, Joel went to bed early most nights, Ellie didn’t have to worry about being caught by him just yet. Even with the lights out in most houses, Jackson had a homely feel to it, it felt lived in, which it was.
“I’m disappointed in you, Ellie,” Maria said to her quietly as they passed through a neighborhood to Joel’s home.
Ellie remained silent, her brow furrowed as Maria continued.
“You should have never gone out there, you know the risks firsthand, and maybe some of those other kids don’t understand it quite well but I know for a fact you do.”
“Infected aren’t even spotted this close to town ever,” Ellie replied with defiance in her voice.
“A lake and drunk teenagers do not mix. There are wild animals out there too, many things could have happened, you’re lucky none of you got hurt,” Maria said to the teenager.
“No one got hurt.”
“You’re right no one did. Doesn’t mean because it didn’t happen this time doesn’t mean it won’t happen the next.”
“No one has gotten hurt outside of Jackson in a long time.”
Maria knew that wasn’t true, Mark was killed only a few months ago.
Maria scoffed, they reached the outside of Joel’s house, just as Ellie suspected, the lights were off. She was relieved to avert Joel’s disappointment towards her for at least a few hours. Ellie opened the gate to the backyard.
“We’re talking in the morning when you’re sober. And change your clothes, take a shower, you smell like a skunk.”
Ellie shut the gate, thudding as it closed.
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You managed to make it into your house quietly, it looked like no one was awake on your street. Your house was silent as usual. You clicked on the porch light as you hung your coat up, putting yours and Mark’s gun on the coffee table, you were glad you didn’t have to use it. You never wanted to use a gun again.
It was nice being home, you hoped no one would come looking for you for anymore favors tonight. Maria was still going to swing by but you figured she would give Ellie an earful first.
You took Mark’s dog tags off and fiddled them in your hand. He never took them off, you figured he would have been buried with them, yet you were glad Maria managed to save them for you. It was a reminder of who he was, a part of him that would always be with you.
Lane
Mark O.
Denver QZ
A Positive
Mark stood at the scene of the explosion. A ringing in his ears he had never heard before. It wasn’t chaotic anymore, there was no screaming, no wails of anguish, just soldiers barking orders at dazed civilians. The soldiers in Denver were used to this sort of resistance, it was not uncommon for an attack at a checkpoint. There was only two squads sent in for backup. Two squads. Three soldiers dead and two civilians.
Mark could barely even comprehend what he was seeing, like he was looking at a scene from a movie. But the air was too thick with smoke, the air stunk of gunpowder and carnage. This was no movie.
He sat on a curb, watching as the group in front of him did damage control. He watched as the bodies were taken away. He watched and did nothing. There was nothing he could do. The rest of the FEDRA soldiers had pulled him away from the checkpoint and sat him down on the curb like some child.
He couldn’t even find his older brother, only his little sister, choking out his name. He held her as she died, her eyes clouding and a gaping wound coming out of the back of her head. Mark had never felt such shock in his life, one second he was walking down the street to meet her and his brother and the next it was all in flames. He couldn’t see his brother, he couldn’t find whatever remained of him even as he frantically searched through the debris. The smoke was hurting his lungs, it was hard to breathe.
“Don’t you dare fucking die on me, Emily,” Mark shouted at her, clutching the dying girl in his arms. She was young, barely out of boarding school. There was so much blood.. blood that would stain his hands forever, his first glimpse into the true pain of this world. Her blood was slippery and warm, it got all over her clothes. She was wearing the purple shirt with a smiley face Mark worked so hard to find..
“Emmy? Emmy? No, no you’re not dying!” He repeated, shaking her. The blood kept pooling, her eyes were becoming shrouded in fog as she danced on the thin line of life and death.“Wake up, Emily.. you have to wake up,” He trailed off, a realization hitting him. His sister was dead. He could see her laughing and waving to her moments before, her braids bouncing behind her. Mark’s older brother standing next to her.
“No, no, no,” He trembled, grasping her purple shirt.. it was bloodied and dirty now. It was completely ruined.
“Luke!” He shouted, getting up quickly to find his brother. He could barely see through the smoke.. groups of people pushing to get away from the crowded checkpoint. He split through the crowd, shouting his brother's name the entire time. People shoved and pushed as his world crumbled to pieces.
There was no shout of his name in return. Only frantic people pushing him out of their way, their faces going by in blurs as he scanned the crowd for Luke. The smoke was beginning to clear at least.
Luke was standing next to Emily.. Luke was standing next to her… Luke was closer to where the explosion went off.
Mark immediately turned around, running towards where Emily was.
“Luke!” He shouted louder now, desperation in his voice. His heart thrumming so loudly in his chest he felt like it would burst.
There was no response. Only the distant rumble of trucks racing towards the checkpoint, the sound of debris settling and fires cracking. The flames danced around him, concrete and steel covering the ground, dust in the air.
“Fuck!” He mumbled breathlessly, gasping for air as his body trembled, being unable to find his older brother. The silence was disheartening, he knew the truth. Luke was closer to the blast.. and even Emily hadn’t made it. His world had unraveled so quickly, he was going to the checkpoint to meet up with his brother and sister on his arrival back home from outer wall duty, his first day off in months, he was looking forward to it, they all were. They were inviting friends over for a small party, Emily had even made a cake.
But now Luke was dead. Emily was dead. His respected, quiet older brother, his fun and innocent little sister. He knew exactly what group did this. They were going to wish he had been killed in that blast too.
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You opened the door for Maria, she did not look happy.
“I appreciate you looking for Ellie, but you should have told me first,” She said as you let her in, leading her to the couch.
“I didn’t want her getting in trouble with you or Joel.. I figured she could have a little time off for now,” You replied. Ellie needed it.
Maria nodded, “I’m letting Joel know in the morning. He is not going to be happy with her. But what if she had gotten into trouble out there? Could you have handled that again?”
You weren’t sure of that answer, but you would have defended yourself. “I had Dina with me.”
“You and Dina alone could not have taken on a group of hunters or infected.”
“I know,” You said softly.
“So why did you agree to go with her?” Maria asked. You knew she would have had questions, probably grilling you on going back to patrol again.
“I couldn’t let Dina go by herself, like I said. I didn’t want either of them getting caught, clearly it didn’t work,” You sighed, leaning back into the couch.
“Ellie should never have gone out there,” Maria remarked with disappointment.
“Teenagers do it all the time.. you need to be less harsh on her.” You owed Ellie a favor or two.
“She needs to be reminded of our rules in town and be more respectful,” Maria replied.
“But two months is a lot.. and in truth she was drunk.. probably high too, you shouldn’t punish her for that long. I think Ellie learned her lesson tonight, she’s just upset right now,” You negotiated. Regardless of whether Ellie had learned her lesson or not, she didn’t deserve that long of a punishment. She deserved a long scolding and a good reminder of what her actions could cause — punishment like that was only going to cause more rebellion.
“I’ll rethink. For your sake. Maybe I’ll let Joel handle her and give her the punishment the rest of the teenagers are getting.”
Telling Joel was a given. You couldn’t negotiate that. It wasn’t the best for her but Joel deserved to know. At least now that Ellie had been caught.
“Could you go back outside Jackson again?” She said after a few seconds of silence, her eyes filled with curiosity.
“I am. I’m going with Joel to the lake in a few days. But I’m not doing patrols again.” Though Joel owed you a trip back to the lake, it would be hypocritical of you to return.
“We need you back on patrols,” Maria confessed.
“I’m not going on patrols anymore,” You replied firmly.
“You know why,” You reminded her.
“Jackson needs you, we need you,” She repeated, taking your hands and placing hers on top of yours.
“You have been doing fine without me,” You said.
“We really need you.”
“Why?”
“I didn’t mean to tell you this now.. but I didn’t mean to keep this from you either,” She began with a sigh, looking away from you. You shifted in your spot, wondering what she was going to tell you.
“There's a horde of infected coming our way, they’re due to hit us in December. Jackson needs you for the fight, to lead the sniping group,” She said determinedly, trying her damndest to convince you.
A horde? There was no way you could deal with fighting a horde, you could barely take out a pack of infected these days without panicking, let alone lead others on how to shoot. You couldn’t risk danger anymore, you weren’t only protecting yourself, but the life of the child growing inside of you. A horde seemed terrifying, most of Jackson hadn’t been outside the walls in years, let alone seen infected. But people would bear arms and fight, they would protect the town if it was the last thing they could do. People would die, people would get hurt, but the town would be safe. The children would be safe. Large groups of hunters occasionally tried to wreak havoc to the town, those who could fight always would, and Jackson won every single time. They had yet to be beaten.
“I can’t.”
Maria expected that response, “I know you don’t want to. I know it reminds you of what happened to Mark, but you have to move on. You’re Jackson’s best shot, we need you the most. I don’t trust anyone on this job more than you.”
“Look, I went on your little crusade yesterday, I did what I had to do and I told you I’m done,” You said harshly, getting up from the couch and going to the kitchen.
Maria followed you, “Mark would have wanted you to help us. To protect the town,” She pressed.
You groaned and began filling up a kettle with water from your water purifier next to the sink.
“Well Mark isn’t here,” You snapped back, placing the kettle on the stove and turning it on.
“I know you don’t want to do this. I know you have your reasons, but I promise you if you do this I’ll never put you on another patrol again. All of Jackson will be indebted to you.”
You couldn’t let Maria try to coax you into returning.. there was a reason you couldn’t do this anymore, a reason that didn’t relate to Mark’s death.
“I’m pregnant.” You stopped and looked at your friend.
Her eyes widened, she was silent, thinking of what there was possibly to say.
“I can’t do patrols anymore because I’m pregnant,” You repeated, your voice solemn.
“How long have you known?” She took a step closer to you. She would have to figure out a Plan B for the horde situation now, discuss with Tommy in the morning, talk to the council.
“Hours. Only a couple of hours.” You leaned against the counter, listening to the stove hum with heat. Maria was relieved to hear that, but you had still took a risk when you looked for Ellie.
“Are you going to keep it?” She asked, her face serious.
You nodded, biting your lip. You had already decided that, had it been a few weeks earlier your choice may have been different.. but you had already made up your mind now.
“Is it-” She began, you quickly cut her off.
“Mark’s,” You replied softly,, staring at the kettle.
“Well that’s a relief, I was afraid I was going to be an aunt,” She laughed dryly.
“I just.. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m not ready to raise a child, especially not without Mark around.. he would be better at this than I would,” You confessed, trying to blink away tears that snuck up on you.
Maria quickly pulled you into a hug. “I know, honey. I think parenting sneaks up on a lot of people,” She said soothingly. You let your tears fall onto her shoulder.
It was all terrifying.. the thought of a child being born into a world as cruel as this one. The thought you being a mother alone, without Mark there to guide you. He would have been thrilled to hear the news.. having a son or daughter.
“I don’t think I can do this alone,” You sobbed gently into her shoulder, your words getting caught in your throat.
“You won’t be alone, I promise you there are people here who will help you.” She rubbed your back gently. There were people there to help you, there was a doctor’s office with trained midwives, other single parents who would understand you, a daycare with teacher’s who would give your child an education, and most of all a family who would support you no matter what. You were foolish to think Maria would be anything less than supportive.
“This is starting to sound less and less daunting,” You laughed through the tears, pulling away from Maria.
“Well, we’ll discuss more in the morning then. It’s getting late and I know you start work early,” She said. You looked over at the window, if you fell asleep within the hour you would at least get some decent rest before work.
“You’re right. It is late. I hope you get the situation figured out with the teenagers.”
“I will. I’ll make sure to get it all sorted out.” She nodded, you followed her to the door, opening it for her.
“And, could you please not tell anyone about me being pregnant? I think I’d like to keep it as quiet as possible for awhile,” You asked, your voice wavering with a hint of nervousness in it. You already had enough to talk about with enough people, you didn’t need anything else on your plate for awhile.
“I won’t.”
“Thank you for saving Mark’s dog tags for me by the way,” You mentioned.
“I’m glad you found them,” She smiled.
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Ellie was beyond angry, disappointed and embarrassed. Not only had she been caught in bed with her girlfriend by her best friend, now they were both mad at her and at eachother. Maria had caught the group which was even more humiliating, being found by the head of Jackson half drunk and half high. Tonight was a wreck.
All she asked for was one night, one night where she could party and do dumb teenager things and worry about her actions later. She wanted to get away from Jackson and most importantly Joel.
She didn’t want to worry about Joel lying to her, beating around the bush around what truly happened in Salt Lake all those years ago. She needed to know the truth, and Joel would never give it to her. She needed to find it out for herself. Whether that be in a month or a year, or even ten. Ellie would find out the truth, and she knew whatever she found she would not like.
Joel would yell at her in the morning, he would tell her how stupid she was for doing that and give her, his most disappointed face he could muster. Joel needed to stay in his own lane now, Ellie wasn’t a little girl anymore who needed protecting.
But Maria or you would tell him regardless, in the morning she would be officially off of patrol for two months and on a curfew. She would have to apologize to both Dina and Cat and get them to stop arguing. She would have to listen to Joel be the disappointed father figure. She would have to eventually listen to you give her some half assed explanation of why you dodged her for three months.
Ellie Williams was tired of apologies and scoldings. Something she was awfully getting used to.
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sageblogsthings · 3 years
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9 & 10?
thanks for the ask!! :)
9. Do any of your OCs have bad or gross habits?
Ooh I haven’t thought about this a lot, that’s a great question!! Time to make shit up on the spot and pretend that this was canon all along 🤩
mikah definitely bites his nails, especially when he’s nervous. idk this is really a bad or gross habit but vanna fidgets constantly and it bugs some ppl. dorian also whistles/hums to himself a looooot. some people find it endearing but others just rlly want him to shut the hell up lol. xalia bites her lip to prevent herself from cutting a bitch, and tilaraen presses their fingernails into their palms a lot to suppress their primal rage. that’s all i’ve got for now but imma keep thinking about this one!!
10. If your wip had a fandom what would you want it to be like? (some examples: size, audience, content, etc)
oh lawdie the thought of even having a fandom for arnora just boggles my noodle!! honestly tho i’d be happy with whatever as long as people are nice to each other. one of the biggest reasons i started arnora was to make better representation in fantasy, so i wouldn’t wanna see any discrimination in the fandom cuz that goes against the entire point of the work itself?? i just think a community where all queer, disabled, bipoc fantasy nerds can come together and just screech would be cool y’know? as far as content, omg arnora fanart would make me sob. fanfic would probably also make me sob tbh but smth about seeing your characters through someone else’s perspective just rlly gets my waterworks goin y’know?
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It’s weird.. ever since I got into this relationship I feel like ive lost my connection with him and that its turned into almost a friends with benefits thing but its not even really that because we don’t really make out. i dunno, we used to have these late night conversations about the dumbest things and music and it was so much fun getting t know him, but now its just a routine of “how was your day” and “i feel shitty today” and “im such a shitty boyfriend im sorry” and what i dont understand it why he doesnt just change the things he says he can do better. he already treats me with immense love and respect but he always tells me he can treat me so much better so like, what am i supposed to say to that?? i tell him that he already is treating me well but if he thinks he can do better then do it. but he says that nearly every damn day. and he always comlains about doing the same things every day but oike, literally the only person who can change that is you, so i kinda want to tell him to stop comlaining and do something about it but instead i tell him that the only one who can change that is him, which is completely true. i dunno, those are some of my complainst. the conversations are completely gone and its filled with how was your day and depression talk. also he hangs out with this one kid named Mikah so much more than i think he used to. i dont know, i think they became really good friends recently because his old best friend, Elijah, is never with him anymore. i remember last year they were almost inseperable and it was kinda cute tbh, but i havent seem them together once this year. the other day he mentioned elijah so i dont think the friendship is completely gone, but definitely damaged somehow. i dont know. all his attention seems to be towards this mikah kid or maybe im just being exteemrly jealous. and like, my boyfriend alwasy did invite me to eat lunch with him, i just never realized it would be with mikah too and now i feel like im invading their time together during lunch so i just wander the halls becausei have no place to eat lunchcomfortably. usually i would go to my theatre teachers room but geno and mikah usually eat there so... not an option anymore. also i feel like all i do is complain and i think maybe i wouldnt complain so much if i just worked on my relationship with him. but i really dont know. another thing, ( i should shut up) we both are involved in theatre but lately i havent been able to go to the dramam club meetings. anyway, this one chick named Ivy came up to me ( i know btw, shes a great friend) and told me that last week during drama club she jokingly asked geno to take her to homecoming and he actually took it seriously andsaid he had me ( aww sweet right?) and she wanted to make a poster today as a joke and make a big spectacle of asking him but she wanted my permission at first, so of course i said yes lolol, i wanted to see how he would react too but most importantly it was all in good humor and Ivy has her own boy lol. today i unfortuenely couldnt stay so i missed it but apparently someone recorded it and is going to send it to me lol, how cute. anyway, i dont know if ivy told geno i knew or not, but geno never mentioned it to me, even after he kinda gave me an analysis of his “shitty” day. i even prompted him by asking if anything interesting happened to him today and all i got was an i dont want to talk about today. so, yeah, i dont know. it kinda bugs me that he hasnt said anything about or even briefly mentioned it to me, and it kinda makes me think, what if i hadnt had known... i would have found out by someone else... not him, and idk, that just rbs me in the wrong way. but whatever, its fine, i should actually work on this relationship and not just complain. im still waiting for him to ask me to homecoming... fingers crossed, hes got 2-3 weeks max
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kny · 6 years
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s3 keith would fucking drop kick s7 keith for the way he treated lance and nobody can convince me otherwise
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keith becoming more confident and calm and telling the team "we have each other" and "stay together" not only shows how keith has grown, it also shows that keith will be able to support lance in the future about his insecurities and feeling less like a seventh wheel on the team, and it'll parallel lance supporting keith in s3 when he was insecure about piloting the black lion. in this essay i will-
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kny · 6 years
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we get it vld writers, you’re diehard naruto fans, especially since you have lance and hunk cosplay as kiba and rock lee wannabes-
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kny · 6 years
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jeremy can sing and play guitar, so if the writers didn’t take advantage of those skills and have a scene where lance is singing and playing guitar for his pleasantly surprised teammates, then pray tell, what is the point?????
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kny · 6 years
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on a more serious note: the fact that they illegally recorded jeremy during that interview wasn’t okay, and the fact that people keep asking questions that he could get in trouble for answering isn’t okay either. yes, he made the choice to answer those questions, but that doesn’t make it okay for fans to ask those types of questions in the first place. it puts him in a precarious position- one where he wants to answer fans questions, but where he could pay major consequences for doing so in the first place.
i know we like to make jokes about him giving away too many spoilers, but i’d personally rather be kept in the dark than to have him get in trouble for answering the questions we want answered. i think it’s time to start being more careful about the questions we ask, and to be more considerate of the position he’s in.
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kny · 6 years
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s5 mood:
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kny · 6 years
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pidge: let’s play a drinking game. you have to take a shot every time you have a bonding moment with lance and smile fondly at him and have gooey gay feelings for him and-
keith, already on his 5th shot:
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kny · 6 years
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2018 RESOLUTION:
to quit being so invested in that fucking mecha lion bot show
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2018 MOOD:
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kny · 6 years
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do you ever just sit and think about how ‘lance and keith, neck and neck’ has developed into ‘lance and keith, side by side’
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