It was absolutely phenomenal, beautiful, heart-wrenching! And I will need some months years before I make any fanarts or animatics for the Wisdom Saga
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I'm just spitballing here
Soap being your closest guy friend and everyone thinking you have feelings for him.
People will either assume/suspect you're a thing because you're often orbiting each other (and it doesn't help that you guys sometimes wear matching outfits for fun), or they always ask you if you like him and if it hurts that he always seems to be having flings when he's not around you.
It's annoying.
So one day when a group of your colleagues are trying to get some gossip outta you (again), you decide to have fun with it and say you'll confess to him when you see him next- which happens to be right then and there because Soap came looking for you.
You give a good performance, blubbering about how much you liked him for the longest time and your coworkers are watching, awing and cooing in the background like they have nothing better to do.
Soap looks from you to them and back to you again with an unreadable expression on his face, but then he smirks and accepts your 'confession', making an excuse to pull you off to the side and ask if you meant it. You laugh.
You laugh like it's the most obvious thing in the world that you were just messing around to get those annoying birds off your back, and of course you don't see him that way. He's your friend, what else would you see him as?
Soap doesn't get the chance to respond because you get a call you can't miss and wave a goodbye. He stares after you. You don't look back. You don't see the hurt in his eyes.
Unbeknownst to you, Soap very much has feelings for you. He has for a long time. Had those flings to try and forget you, but he couldn't move on. He was in deep.
And just when he let himself briefly hope that you felt the same after that confession, he was swiftly crushed when you laughed in his face.
But that didn"t matter. Not really. He was locked in. You're his ride or die. His day one. He'd always be yours, even if you weren't his.
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Pining!Soap x just a friend!reader ig
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yes i'm rooting for m*leven breakup because byler is neat but mostly? i'm rooting for m*leven breakup for the sake of el and mike.
to me, their romance was always a puppy love born out of a combination of social pressures, naïve curiosity, and a lack of true understanding regarding intimacy and romantic love and what it really is. it was real in that they do truly, deeply care about each other and they are close friends, maybe even shared an attraction, but a maturing romance is so much more than that. they've grown up and out of being boyfriend/girlfriend, and that's okay! i think television/film needs to show more often that most of us don't have definite "soulmates" or first childhood loves that we spend our whole lives with. it doesn't mean these relationships meant nothing and didn't impact us, it just means they've run their course and that something else is in the cards, and this is part of life!
i've always felt el was at her best and most confident self when broken up with mike, discovering who she was and what she liked alongside another girl her age instead of just relying on mike for mentorship on how to live in the real world. she deserves more of an opportunity to find herself, her autonomy, and her independence, and to love who she is, and she's made it clear she's felt insecure in the relationship with mike because she isn't being loved and understood the way she wants, needs, and deserves from someone who is her partner.
also, it's okay if mike doesn't love her in "the way he should". he is not obligated to love her romantically and stay in a relationship with her just because she's a girl, because she "needed someone", or because he cares about her a lot. he shouldn't be pressured into a romance if it's not truly coming from his heart. he deserves freedom to find out and honour who he is, too, instead of just staying in his non-functional first relationship — one he got into as a child, essentially — and defining himself that way because it's what's expected when a boy and a girl are close. he loves her in some way, yes, but it's okay if he doesn't feel comfortable or secure being her boyfriend anymore, for whatever reason that is. he's felt insecure too, and that's valid and it matters.
they are their own people and are steadily growing and changing every day. they need time to figure out who those people are, and it's become clear (at least in my opinion) that those people aren't meant to be a couple at this stage.
they deserve freedom. they deserve to grow up and be authentic to themselves and not feel like they need to lie for the sake of a relationship. they deserve to move on from this version of their relationship that isn't making them happy and rekindle the best part of their bond: their strong, beautiful friendship. they don't have to be a couple if it doesn't make them stronger and better and happier people.
i think it would be healthy and wonderful for a show, especially one consumed frequently by young adults, to show a relationship starting, progressing, and ending on good terms in this way. sometimes things don't work out, and that is okay.
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He vividly remembers when Syd said Hi. Hello. and that was close to a year ago. He remembers her headband and the smile on her face. Usually, he only vividly remembers bad things- family dinners, yelling, glass breaking, slaps, and his favorite song going backward.
But the good thing he remembers is when he first met Sydney. He remembers the expression on her face when she said yes to his business proposal. He remembers all the good things she said about him.
This is 'the first moment I saw her, I knew' quote a million times over.
Tell me it's love without telling me it's love.
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hiiii haha. hello. exceptionally awkward introduction bc idrk how to start something like this so let's just jump right in. im taking a break from this account for a bit. i know i said i wanted taob out before halloween and currently im fine sticking with that deadline, but if i decide i need longer away then i will take longer away. every time ive reassured people that id never abandon a fic and updates will always come eventually i never once considered that my writing and ability to feel safe and comfortable on this site would be actively taken from me, so im not even going to apologise. i dont want this either and more importantly i dont fucking deserve it. i dont know what it is in the past year, if ive hit a certain amount of followers or 'popularity' that's made it so the natural ratio of positive to negative interactions must in turn go up, but there's been a serious uptick in weird asks for me. the annoying part is that a very small amount of them are actually objectively mean and hateful, the rest are just weird and invasive from people who seemingly dont realise that's what they're being. ive reached a point where i dont care if the intentions are good. it's not my job as a 20 year old tumblr user of all things to defend the morality of someone who couldnt even bother to come off anon. unfortunately, after blocking only one or two anons, the weird asks have decreased substantially, which says all you need to know about the fascinating and exhilarating lives led by these people, but ive also gone on to turn anon asks off entirely. this is something i actively fought against doing and had to be pushed into by my mutuals (who have been the coolest people on planet earth during this entire thing). turning off anon was a big deal to me even if it sounds silly. i felt betrayed and like id been backed into a corner because it was so vehmently something i DIDNT WANT that to feel like i had to do it anyway for my own mental health??? that sucks. so even though ive 'fixed' the problem, im still kind of reeling and uncomfortable every time i come on tumblr. i hope it's just something i need time to ease because i'll truly be devastated if this becomes 'ruined' for me. tumblr exists as the only place in the world where i am honestly every facet of myself without shame or hesitation; losing that would be insanely harmful to me. and to the people who cant appeal to the actual human behind the post, let me put that in words you can understand: we wouldn't get any more writing 😦😦😦 riots and fires and sirens, i know. so yeah. to anyone who has sent me an anon ask and you're now wondering if you were part of the problem, im firmly of the belief that you'll know if you are. when i say 'weird asks' i dont mean 'you sent me a para about your personal life just to vent or ask for advice' or 'you sent me a really deep emotional compliment about the impact me and/or my writing has had on you' - i love asks like that, so much that i put off taking a break and turning off anon solely for the joy they bring me. im sorry that it might feel like you're being punished too bc of the actions of what in reality is a HANDFUL of weird people, but this is what i feel like i have to do to feel safe and not go insane every time i log in. love you guys, hopefully ill see you soon x
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snippet of a breakfast club au i've been thinking about for ages:
James nodded to Mary, as the girl took a sit beside him. Looking around the room, he understood why. Sitting next to your ex was a better option than having to sit next to these losers all day. He couldn't help grimacing as the blonde girl right in the corner stabbed an orange with a pen, juice leaking across the table and dripping onto the floor. The boy in the leather jacket, sitting on the next table along, laughed and leaned over to push his cigarette into the liquid, leaving it on the table.
Mary waringly smiled at him, "Hi, James", she glanced around, "you meet strange people in detention, huh?"
He nodded, "Yeah. Probably best to stick to ourselves, I suppose."
She nodded back, just as Lily walked through the door.
James snorted, "Why on earth is Evans' here?"
Lily turned, hearing him, and let out a huff before sitting the other side of the room, turning to the cardigan-wearing boy behind her, and starting a conversation.
Mary sighed, as Slughorn walked in, "God, this is going to be such a dull day."
Slughorn smiled out to the students, "Welcome to detention!"
The door banged open, and Slughorn practically jumped in surprise.
"Sorry", Peter mumbled, hurrying in and taking in a seat in the middle of the room.
As soon as he sat down, the boy in the leather jacket spit a ball at his head. Peter ignored him.
Slughorn clapped his hands, "Now that everyone is here, shall we get started?"
"No, sir."
Slughorn frowned.
The boy in the leather jacket grinned, "Well it's just that you phrased it as a question. Is it not a question?"
Slughorn chuckled, "No it is not."
James stood up, "I was wondering if I could use this time to practice on the field? We've got that game coming up next week is all."
Lily stuck her hand up, "Sir, I really don't think it would be appropriate to give students special treatment just because they're on some football team."
Slughorn nodded, "Ah, yes. I suppose Lily is right, you'll have to practice after detention is over, I'm afraid... Now! Today you'll each be writing an essay about who you are, why you're in detention, and how you'll approve you're behaviour from now on."
The blonde girl dropped her head against the desk, a loud bang echoing over the room.
The boy in the leather jacket barked a laugh, "I think you just bored Mckinnon to death, Sir."
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