#any other pic of him with pupils as big as the moon will do too

[tiredinwinter]

You know I have these 3 big acrylic paintings of Harry in my room

And I've been thinking for a while which photo of him I wanna paint next and I've come to the conclusion that it might have to be the blowie scene from My Policeman because he looks like he's been given the entire universe

[beautifulterriblequeen]

Impressions from TTM

Spoilers, spoilers everywhere. Just a big bulleted list of thoughts as I read through the graphic novel. Not a lot of detail included, so it’ll make a lot more sense if you’ve already read it yourself!

looks like Moonshadow elves cross the arms of the dead... when they have a body to bury

it’s nice to see that Rayla imagines Runaan with all his shirts, the way she last saw him

kinda looks like Rayla changed into her jammies right on her bed and dumped her clothes on that little table. maybe she’s afraid of letting the few things she actually possesses out of her sight

listen we get one little panel of Opeli in here and it’s great

Soren’s cape smacking Callum in the face, 10/10

Lujanne’s appearance out of nowhere, along with Allen’s is just adorable, she’s so sparkly. And also she can apparently just turn totally invisible with an illusion spell? Even at a new moon? Probably because of the Nexus I guess

Lujanne’s “Big strong man with big strong feelings.” She and Runaan have exactly the same type and I support them

Allen’s face when Lujanne says it aches to miss Phoe-Phoe

Callum eating off Rayla’s plate and wondering how Lujanne suspected they were a couple, hmmm

Soren and Allen bonding

Rayla warning Lujanne about hand disguises, as if that was something Runaan made very sure she knew

Rayla’s cute chaos grin when Callum’s Aspiro spell goes off is my favorite pic of her in this whole graphic novel

Lujanne’s “Oh.” afterward is my fave pic of her, too, she does not seem to handle reality well!

Bait’s tongue will never get old

Lujanne’s whole speech during Phoe-Phoe’s rebirth ritual is so touching and beautiful, my heart

Lujanne putting the newborn Moon Phoenix into Ezran’s hands, like she knows he’ll have the best connection with her

Callum’s tears as he reminds Rayla that Runaan killed Harrow, he’s trying to move on, but it hurts

Rayla’s self-soothing behavior when she has her second nightmare in the book--she must have these most every night :((((

the big symbol on the Moon Temple doors looks like a stylized Moon staff, like it’s a building for mages

Lujanne saying Rayla might not want or need the truth right after Callum mentions Runaan’s name to her, he sassily asks about her husbands and she turns it into a compliment

Callum’s big reaction to the moon opals is adorable. The only other one he’s seen was part of a pair of treasured gifts between long-time spouses, so it kinda looks like he’s all “uhh we just started dating”

also Ethari must’ve made cute metal swirly covers for the pair he and Runaan wore, since these two are undecorated--maybe he got his from Lujanne?

listen Lujanne is a hoot and all but she’s both an ally and an antagonist. Her actions are trustworthy but her advice is generally terrible. It’s an interesting parallel to how Runaan says a lot with his actions too, but he talks a lot less than Lujanne

Rayla yeeting herself into a fight just to ask Soren for a talk is 10/10 Moonshadow assassin goals

but her hood is up when she’s lurking in the trees--she might not have known where she’d find Soren and was anticipating something less fun on the feels-o-meter

Rayla in the mud again. Soren keeps making people fall in the mud

Allen’s grumpy squiggle

Callum, I love you, but you have no respect for moon opals. It’s like they wronged you in a previous life or something

that dancing elf has very long hair and shoulder pauldrons, and they start off dancing with six kneeling, watching, hooded elves around them--Moon Druids wore hoods even before they were assassins. Considering what Lujanne said about why the portal was sometimes opened, maybe those six kneeling elves are waiting under their emotion-hiding hoods to farewell a loved one who’s recently died?

can’t tell for sure but maybe the elf is dancing along the lines in the stone like they mark patterns for ritual dances, which would be the bomb

Soren and Rayla’s conversation is pretty wrenching. Seeing Soren have to struggle with what he did because it’s tangled up with Viren is rough because as a Crownguard it should just have been his duty to defend his king and he’d have nothing to feel weird about

Rayla dissociating herself from the term “assassins” and Soren dissociating from calling Viren “my father” in the same conversation is 10/10 excellent growth

Soren must know what happens to prisoners his dad gets a hold of, even if he doesn’t know the details :(((

“we captured him” and “Viren took him” seem to be talking about the Crownguard and Viren, not the brodigies and Viren

Rayla having a wooden sword at the end of the day bc she played swordfighting with Allen and Soren all day long

the panel where Rayla doesn’t say anything at all after telling Callum that she asked Soren about Runaan actually says so much, you can hear it

every time Lujanne’s white lies idea gets repeated, things get worse

Allen’s reading glasses, there must be one optician in the human village and he caters to soft kindly gentlemen of a certain age

in the moon phase montage, baby Phoe-Phoe is flying next to Ezran after one week at the Nexus. Maybe he’s paying her back by helping her learn to fly after she helped him teach Zym how to fly! Did they bond as tightly as Ezran did with Zym? I support Ezran just bonding with the most powerful flying creatures in all the land.

the irony of Callum using Lujanne’s tactics against her is amazing, but really the white lies thing is a giant ball of chaos in this story and it does not play favorites

Bait on the stone pillar during rebuilding

all the noises the Moonhenge makes are 10/10

Rayla dancing with Callum even though there’s almost no chance she’s ever done that dance before

Lujanne’s pupils going white, that is a cool effect, what’s it mean?

the black moon in the pink sky is so spooky! Is it just me or does the color scheme here kinda vibe like the space outside Aaravos’s library?

the smoky assassin squad, 10/10 creep factor, I love it

the lightning being a literal crack of doom with “CRAK-DOOM” as Katolis Castle appears, “echoes of thunder” indeed, very nice

Lujanne being mad but she can’t decide if it’s at Callum or herself

when she says pulling Rayla out now will leave her soul on one side and her body a husk. After the Insta live stream last night where we learned that soulfang serpents are Moon primal creatures, that’s... super interesting

smoky assassins go tssh in the rain like they’re still hot from being cremated, thanks I hate it

Andromeda finds Rayla first and seems closest/most aggressive so I wonder why she might hate Rayla more than the others

the assassins’ wrist bindings have gone red but they’re still attached and seem to trap the souls where they are. But all they need to be free is to perceive that Rayla completed their task, even though we know otherwise. So... would that work for killing any target? If you’re certain that you did it, does your binding fall off even if you’re wrong? eyes Pip

this must not be the actual afterlife since the spirits kind of mist up toward the moon and vanish, it’s more like a lobby, no one stays here unless they get stuck

portaling around just by shouting at villains, excellent

Rayla literally dropping a sword at the sight of the pod Viren’s in, yeah, it’s that creepy, I agree

Viren’s eyes are so black I think they’re Aaravos’s. I got a whole headcanon on Good Viren and Evil Viren for S4 now, wow

Phoe-Phoe pulling out a feather for Callum, awww my heart! This is why Ezran had to come, to bond with her so together they could save Callum and Rayla, it’s so sweet

so these humans are from the Storm Spire battle, bc that’s the Storm Spire behind Rayla and Callum on p108, with the rune-written arch. Did they die hating Rayla and Callum from the battle? Did they even know Rayla was up there? Or is pod Viren/Aaravos actually making them attack out of hatred for Viren’s death? One of these is definitely creepier and more awesome

Rayla’s confidence that Callum can and will boost her at the right moment with his magic, my heart, I love battle couples

that one panel that mirrors the Ghost Feather key art, hhhhhh

Rayla being the better swimmer, such precious irony, thanks Runaan

them holding hands and swimming upward together on the full-page panel is blessed

Lujanne pulling Rayla out of the lake with both arms gives me feels bc my grandma saved my life once

Lujanne being super soft over Rayllum, she is indeed a hopeless romantic

Rayla says “gone” about her parents and Runaan, and that’s the word Ethari used too, and I’m suddenly wondering if Ethari reached right into that pool and has always known that the lotus is half-submerged and if the sword he’s been making is for himself

I’m so glad Rayla told Callum what she saw of Viren

Rayla deceiving Callum and heading into danger alone because his life is more valuable to her than her own is exactly what Runaan did for her the night of the full moon in Katolis. I’m leaning toward her having thought this over and doing it on purpose bc she believes it’s a sign of deepest love--that Runaan’s actions and Lujanne’s words match up in her head, so she thinks it’s the right thing to do bc the mage and the assassin agree. Alas, Callum doesn’t understand the Moon arcanum yet, so he will have a different opinion. That mage and that assassin do not agree!

Rayla’s cloak has that Moon Temple symbol on its back. Is it Lujanne’s cloak? Any Moonshadow who sees it will probably know where she got it and who helped her. That could be fun!

[slutsofren]

Witchy Reader x Demon Kylo Headcanons

this is rly long and could prob be a standalone fic pffft also yes i’m using pic collage bc my ipad hasn’t been shipped yet ughhhh

General content: summoning a demon, befriending the demon, getting fucked by said demon. witchcraft, gods/goddesses, demons

TW: mentions of demonic slavery, blood letting, general angst, vomiting.

Every wanna-be witch always says they’re descendants from the witches the Puritans didn’t burn in Salem, Massachusetts. Not you, not your bloodline. Your lineage was much much older than that. Stronger, more secretive. Hidden from all eyes but their own coven.

Nine families in total, each representing directions: North, South, East, West, North East, South East, North West, South West, and finally the family who led them all: Fate. Your family.

You remember the gatherings growing up, especially the new witch families that joined after your coven came out of the retrospective broom-closet. Each of the nine families sending representatives to gather under solstice moons or for your yearly “dance naked under the moonlight” shenanigans.

You were already in your twenties, soon to ascend your mother’s throne and become the representative of the Fates. And of the coven. It was a big honor they all said but you felt it wasn’t for you.

So you spent your time doing what you do best, working in your shop.  It was a small shop, you sold a variety of things such as tea, tinctures, oils, and ointments. The older folks around town enjoyed coming to your shop for your arthritis gels- if only they knew of the little witch who concoct it. The teens on the other hand came all for the occult books, trying to be the edgiest at their school, it’s kind of cute you admit.

More and more pressure befalls you, having to prove your magical might in front of the entire coven: summoning a demon and making them your slave. You didn’t want to participate in any capacity. When you watched another member do it many many moons ago, you almost vomited. Bearing witness to something so cruel and dark tore your senses apart.

That night came, no matter how hard you protested. The blood was spilt, words chanted, tears fell from your eyes as you watched in horror as a demon rose from inside the circle with you from black misty shadows. Whispers of “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” were the only things that came from your lips.  

The beast in front of you looked around, taking in his surroundings; his eyes full of hate and anger, yellowed lines surrounding his pupils. He bellowed and roared with all his might, doing his all to scare and terrify. No witch, in all your life, has ever conjured a demon as strong or as powerful. He looked beautiful, with long black hair, skin like marble, littered with constellations across his bare torso and chiseled face.

You became the talk of the covens, witches came far and wide to witness your magnificent accomplishment but you hid yourself away in your store, wanting nothing more than to work your days and nights away, the demon by your side grumbling in Abyssal, the language of his kin.

Slowly you and your demon developed a bit of a routine. Anytime you’d make food, you always prepare extra for him and leave it on the other side of your dinner table. He’d never eat with you but if you blinked, the plate would disappear, blink again, and the plate would return and all the food would be gone.

Slowly yet surely, he would reveal himself around you more, stepping out from the shadows, sometimes awkwardly standing in the corner of whatever room you’d be in.

Eventually he spoke to you, speaking in words you couldn’t decipher. He read your confusion and put his index finger up in the universal “hold on” gesture. He disappeared in the shadows only to reemerge once again with a small vial filled with golden liquid. He handed it to you, his long nails only digging into the skin of your hand momentarily, motioning you to drink it.

If you ever imagined what it was like to taste fire, this was it in a bottle. It burned and tingled your entire body, sniffing out any coldness that nipped at your fingers. When you recovered, your demon held his hand out to you, palm up. “My name is Kylo Ren.” With those five words spoken in a deep baritone voice, you may have soiled your underwear for a brief moment.

Time moved on, you became revered in your witch community. Many sought you out to help with their witchy troubles, it was fine, it meant that bills will be paid and that soothed your worries tenfold. But now your ascension was on the horizon- by the dawn of the next blood moon, you and your demon were to make the ultimate bond in front of the coven and you would be crowned as Mistress Fate, the strongest witch.

The demon Kylo and you developed a friendlier attitude towards each other, you’d find little pieces here and there that he’d drop, showing he cared about you. Once somebody attempted to break-in to your apartment and you had awoken to a bloodied Kylo having “taken care of it”. It was never brought up again. Other times, he would draw up a hot bath on particularly troublesome days of yours. Overall, you’d grown accustom to him even if he was on the bit of the rougher side of most things

The ritual that lingered over your mind was one you really weren’t keen on doing: marrying your demon. When you explained all of this to Kylo he was very nonchalant about it. To him, human lives were a blip in his immortal life, he saw it as a game whereas you saw it for your entire life. This wouldn’t do. It hurt how much it didn’t affect him although you would never admit out loud you were grateful he wasn’t as terrifying as the other demons the witches in the coven summoned. He knew he was powerful but he never did anything to scare you.

Kylo, as much as it flustered you, was a flirty bastard. He explained to you some time ago that often, young witches would call on him to perform sex rituals, many being virgins. He gauged your reaction that you still a virgin and you slapped him. You too knew your way around a bedroom, you were confident in your own right and body. The problem was this damned demon was too attractive to have these kinds of words dripping off his forked tongue.

A week before your ascension, you approached Kylo who was momentarily distracted by some food. Who knew demons had an unholy obsession over potatoes in every form. An offer was made over those tater tots, if he would be willing to pretend marry you so he could up and vanish to wherever dimension he’s came from by the rise of the sun after the blood moon fell. If he agreed, he would never be bonded to you, never be tied to this realm no longer, and most of all, he wouldn’t have to see you anymore.

He left in a puff of black sulfur smoke with no words to depart on.

Days turned to nights, nights to days. No word from the demon you had come to miss. The morning of the blood moon, a simple letter arrived on your nightstand. Faded parchment with scratchy red writing. I won’t fake marry you, little witch.

That night came. The blood moon rose. Your demon was nowhere to be found. His letter hurt you in more ways than one, hot hot tears blurred your vision as you stood on the alter in the middle of the forrest clearing, all by your lonesome. The other witches circled at the edge of the clearing in their darkened cloaks, arms raised on high heaven, voices mixing together in chanting harmonies. The blood moon slowly crept over, beginning it’s bloodied ritual overhead. Cold winds whipped your hair as a blinding red flash hit behind you, you looked over your shoulder as long talons as nails caressed your back. Your eyes met with Kylo’s blackened irises, he leaned forward and touched forehead to forehead with you and in Abyssal spoke something unclear to you.

Cheers erupted from behind the circle of the coven, onlookers of witches who gathered far and wide to witness such a powerful and historic moment. The chanting grew louder, soon the entire clearing in the forest was covered in deep blood red coloring. Your mother, soon to be the former Mistress Fate approaches the alter where you stood with Kylo. In her hands were the dagger and golden chalice where your red blood would mix with his blackened blood.

As the ritual completed, all the witches who bore witness to this moment gathered and circled close t give their congratulations and well wishes. See, this bonding wasn’t just about showing how strong the Fate family was, it was also to show that beings as powerful as the gods listened to the prayers of ordinary people. That there’s somebody somewhere who listened.

The clock rang 3:00AM, the ironic witching hour as it were, you finally arrived to your homely apartment with your new.... husband? Kylo stayed quiet the entire drive home, as did you. It didn’t help that it was raining and overall soggy. Whatever was going on just churned your stomach. Stripping your clothes silently in your bedroom, you once again felt those sharp nails softly scratching on your bare skin. “I told you I won’t fake marry you” he whispered.

For the next 24 hours you never could have imagined the amount of pleasure your body could take. Between overstimulation and back to back to back orgasms, the demon Kylo fucking Ren shared an insurmountable of power and pain and pleasure with you.

And like the woman you were, you loved every minute of it.

[nyapologies]

I DID IT I DIPPED MY FEET IN THE MLP NEXT GEN POOL.....idk how this happened i just got suddenly struck with the need to do so a few days ago and I havent been able to stop since.

the pics have captions if u click on them, but i wrote a more in depth explanation for all of them under the cut! and by more in depth i mean i thought about this way too hard and already have storylines written out in my head oops. click the read more if you dare, it is super long under there im not kidding.

OK LETS DO THIS

1 and 2: Sunset eventually returns home to Equestria, saying goodbye to her human friends (although she visits often) Twilight offers to let her stay with her and the two naturally become very close. Considering how instrumental Twilight was in helping Sunset become a better person, and how much they have in common, what with being magical unicorns (or alicorn in twilights case) and former pupils of celestia, it only makes sense that they eventually become a couple. twilights original idea was to adopt a child in need of a home, kind of like what she did with spike (and that might still happen ;3), but one day twilight and sunset decide to cast some strange super old spell they find in some forbidden book and....Whoops! Baby! Silver Lining is immediately adored by her two mothers tho, and she grows up to be not only a powerful magic user but also a very kind and sweet pony.

3 and 4: Pinkie encouraging her son, Orange Cream Soda, to overcome his fear over his first day at school. Pinkie and Fluttershy briefly dated for a while! Pinkie loved helping Fluttershy get out of her shell. Although they both had fun and enjoyed each others company, neither really took the relationship very seriously. It isn’t until Pinkie turns up pregnant that the two of them have an actual conversation about what they want in the relationship. Together they decide that the relationship isn’t quite working, and they agree to just stay friends and take turns parenting their soon to be son. Orange Cream grows to be a very friendly colt, but also a very shy and secluded one. He has Fluttershy’s timid nature, on top of the feelings of awkwardness he has about having two parents who love him very much, but aren’t together. Eventually, he moves in permanently with the apple family when Fluttershy marries Applejack.

5, 6, and 7: Applejack and Fluttershy! This was the first ship I planned out because I am just so weak for them together. Flutters doesn’t feel the need to step out of her comfort zone too much when shes with AJ, and the two of them together excel at providing a warm and loving home for all creatures. After a long time together, and lots of serious talks making sure they’re on the same page, they decide to have kids! Their first being Pink Lady, whose personality and special talent is the very embodiment of the kindness and hospitality that AJ and Fluttershy’s relationship provides. She’s quickly followed by Sun Crisp AKA Sunny, Dandelion, and Red Angus. Plus Orange Cream, who’s immediately accepted as the new big brother of the family.

8: Pinkie and Luna.....That’s right bitches I’m shipping an alicorn princess with the fucking 4th wall breaking cupcake addict, my brain is huge. Pinkie, although ultimately happier with her separation with Fluttershy, is still a bit dejected with her life for a bit. As shown in the show, Pinkie gets pretty depressed when she feels her friends don’t like her. And although she knows for a fact that she has plenty of friends, all of whom love her, she begins to worry for a bit that she’s not mature enough to raise her son by herself, not to mention not being mature enough for a serious relationship after her one with Flutters fell apart. During one of her famous parties, she notices Luna step out for a bit and decides to follow her. They talk for a bit, and they both realize they have more in common than previously thought. Turns out that being considered obnoxious, hyper, and childish gives the same feeling as being considered terrifying, strange, and out of touch; that of feeling like an outcast. Over time they bond, reassure each other of their inherent worth, and eventually fall in love!

9 and 10: Luna and Pinkie’s kids, Sugar Moon and Laughing Gas! Sugar Moon is a natural born alicorn, and certainly looks the part. but you don’t get to be the daughter of the princess of the night and a sugar addicted party animal and have a regular sleep schedule. she has constant bags under her eyes, chugs coffee mixed with nyquil, and literally never knows what day it is. she is the least composed pony in existence, but she remains chill despite this. who cares if she hasnt slept in over 42 hours. shes got a discount on the nearby donut shop and some snazzy heart sunglasses, she’ll be fine. Laughing Gas is a bit more well adjusted, but god knows they aren’t safe from the insanity of being luna and pinkies child. they’re a dentist, which means they have the unenviable task of dealing with pinkies cavity filled mouth on a constant basis. that and their auntie celestia’s too. celestia already had a sweet tooth, and it only got worse when pinkie moved in and enabled it. Laughing Gas isn’t an alicorn like their sister, but they’re just fine being a regular old unicorn. Despite being the dentist child of the element of laughter and a literal god-like being, they’re happy living a relatively normal life. Or as normal a life you can have when you’re full name is Nitrous Laughing Gas Oxide and your job involves sedating other ponies so you can poke at their teeth. Dentists are fucking weird, man.

congrats, you read everything. i am genuinely sorry for you.

[asterekmess]

S3A - E1

Okay, instead of making like massive reblogs of thoughts as I have them for the episodes, I’m gonna just make a massive bullet point list that I’ll add to throughout the episode, so you get One post per episode instead of “Like all nine million of them.”

I put Read-More’s because I care.

Thoughts (of which I have far too many):

I’m in the first ten seconds of the fuckin episode. Why the fuck is Braeden electrocuting Isaac? Like, look, I wanna like Braeden. I have issues with her entire moral system, but I still wanna like her cus’ she saves Isaac. But...how am I supposed to do that when the literal first thing she does is electrocute my boy??? He’s knocked out, not DEAD (not that that’s how shocking someone’s heart even Works) and it’s not like she needs to trigger the healing process. He’s already got Gaping slash wounds on his chest. He’s hurt enough. ALSO. “Be quiet”?? R U Serious? You’re electrocuting him. YOU try being quiet with fucking jumper cables on your chest.

The CGI...is so bad. Oh my god. What the absolute fuck. it looks like Sharkboy & Lavagirl. And why aren’t Ethan & Aiden’s claws doing anything to the bike?

I AM CONFUSION. If the twins don’t have to take their pants off to do the Transformers shit, why do they have to take off their shirts? Can...can I just skip that? Make the big bad werewolf wear an ugly hybrid of two of their stupid ass sweaters? Or do Ethan and Aiden really just like being shirtless that much? (I wouldn’t put it past them)

What is with Braeden and the electricity?

The writing in this show, what the fuck? “I thought I told you to hold on” EXCUSE ME, ma’am. He literally just passed out. His bad I guess.

Guess who has to add the anti-scott tag to this now? Anyway, I hate that Allison’s bit in the intro is her kissing Scott and then drawing the bow. Like, they’re broken up. They don’t get together in this season. Why are they kissing in the intro? That had to have Totally pissed off Scallison fans.

There’s my boy, holding up lizard tattoo designs. Pls tell me he took a pic and sent it to Jackson with the caption “It’s YOU.” Like, yes, way too soon, but man it’s fuckin funny.

This tattoo artist is a good-ass salesman. However, p-sure he’s not a good-ass artist if he had to wrap Scott’s arm up That badly. Like...they have stuff for that. Fuck, the one I got on my ankle, they used SaranWrap and Tape. Just needs to be kept out of the open air for a bit. You don’t need like eight layers of gauze. I do feel for Scott tho. That tat probably cost him like $50-75 before the tip. Oof.

Eyyy, time to be salty. Ya’ll know I love Allison, but does it get any more clear that she totally bailed on everyone after the warehouse? She went to France! She doesn’t even know what happened to Jackson after he got cured. ALSO. Lydia says “Derek taught him the werewolf 101.” Not Scott. Derek. XP

Lydia, honey, leave Allison alone. If she doesn’t want to go on the double date, go alone and make it an orgy. Fun, right? Wait, no. Don’t. You’re 16. Don’t do that!

When exactly did they “agree to give each other the summer”? She said “I’m breaking up with you.” he said “I’ll wait” and then she cried into her dad’s arms. Like...why didn’t we get to see this apparently incredibly important conversation? (maybe because it didn’t happen??)

I fucking LOVE the “I’m just gonna say hi. HEYYYYY! You know....they probably didn’t see us.”

The most horrific thing about that moment was the bad CGI.

I WANNA POINT OUT how cute it is (in a like, sad way cus’ she’s terrified) that Lydia is close enough to Stiles now that she immediately goes for his side and they like insta connect with the eye contact. Not in like a Stydia way, but like, they’re close. she trusts him and goes to him when she’s scared, even though he’s human and you’d wonder if she shouldn’t go to Scott instead, since he’s the werewolf.

SCOTT WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING THE DEAD DEER. Your ability to smell chemosignals/sense emotions has nothing to do with touching. Stop poking the dead animal.

Wait, WHY is there a full moon in that shot? The full moon isn’t for like a week! I COUNTED.

...what? Why the fuck does Braeden think Scott’s an Alpha? Why tho? Like, seriously? WHY? He’s not an Alpha yet. Nowhere near it. And if she knows bc Deaton told her (i think he was the one who hired her) then shouldn’t she know he isn’t one yet? IF SHE KNOWS that she can tell Melissa abt werewolves, WHY doesn’t she know that Scott’s Melissa’s son? Where is the LOGIC?

Scott’s morning routine is giving me Legally Blonde vibes. ~my perrrfectt dayyy, nothing standing in my wayyy~

I can’t tell. did Allison get highlights, or straight up dye her hair brown?

This sweet moment between her and her dad. Yes. Pls.

I will admit, I like getting to see each of their mornings.

Lydia...who are you fucking? Honey, you’re sixteen. Why isn’t whoever the fuck is in bed with you also getting ready for school? What.....the fuck?

Completely different Beacon Hills High School set. I really can’t blame the writers for that.

Wtf Davis? You list Erica and Boyd as being 17...since when? They’re supposed to be entering their Junior Year of high school. They would be 16 GOING ON 17. ANd what the hell do you mean Erica’s birthday is August 16th? She said in the last season that she’d “Just turned 16 a month ago” that was Spring semester. ???? Come on, guys. Seriously. Writing 101, getting to know your characters. I don’t know anyone writing a novel who doesn’t know the exact birthday of their characters. Plus, they cut 2 in. from Gage Golightly’s actual height, while adding an inch to Sinqua’s (according to google, which isn’t always reliable) Whatever. Boooooo.

Uh...that principal was threatened by the Argents. Victoria herself promised to torture him if he didn’t resign. Why does he look so surprised by the fucking sword in his office? For that matter, why is he at the school at all? He KNOWS the Argents attacked him. This should cause problems!

Honestly, Lydia, I love you. Like, go for it. Nothing wrong with not wanting to date and just wanting to have fun. My issues stem from YOU BEING 16. Yes, teenagers have sex. But this is ridiculous. Why is there so much sexualization? I knew a grand total of like....two teenagers who had sex at 16? and like one who did at 15 (which they say in canon she and Jackson were banging before her birthday). Like, it’s not nearly as common as y’all are making it out to be. Knock it off.

WHEN DID MELISSA MEET ISAAC PROPERLY? WHEN did that HAPPEN?

....so why didn’t Derek answer the phone? They literally never explain? He shows up, so...why didn’t he answer?

I’m SO InCredibly Disturbed by Jennifer having everyone’s phone numbers. HOW? In What Way is that REMOTELY appropriate? WHY did no one question it? Why didn’t STILES or LYDIA question it?

So tiny, bugs me so much. He didn’t turn his phone off. He turned his screen off...is it that hard to have him do the right one?

uhhh. Werewolves can smell other werewolves. Wanna tell me why Isaac can’t tell a werewolf just walked in the room? An ALPHA no less?

why TF are Kali’s iris’ and pupils so fucking massive?

So...what was the deal with the birds? Don’t they say later that Jennifer like summoned them? So they aren’t from the Alpha pack scaring animals? And also, how would the Alpha pack be scaring animals if they’re like, in the middle of town? They said in S1 that “wild animal sightings are up” like what 75% or something? “As though something is scaring them out” but that made sense, bc we knew Peter was running around in his full-shift (it’s a fucking full shift, it’s just fucked up) in the woods. But these Alphas aren’t, they’re integrating. So is it Jennifer that the animals are afraid of? Like, does she have sPoOkY aura or something?

More bad CGI.

WHy is no one responding to the woman stumbling around in nothing but a hospital gown?

ONCE AGAIN. Werewolves can Sense Werewolves. SCOTT you sensed Isaac in a BOYS LOCKER ROOM. DUKE IS RIGHT THERE. WHT THE FUCK?

angry smoker doctor  “Why don’t you wheel this joker out of here?” “I’m gonna go smoke” Grrr

Sir. clearly your mask wasn’t tied on appropriately. it shouldn’t just Fall Off when you touch it. there are Protocols! STOP THE SPREAD. also, someone wanna tell me why none of these alphas can keep their claws in? A lil flashy flashy red eye would’ve done the trick just fine.

Okay no, seriously what the FUCK is up with these contacts, you guys? THEY”RE MASSIVE???

Ugh, can I just *swoons* “I’m an Alpha!” slice “So am I.” That is just so fucking smooth. Woo. I feel so safe ohmygod. PLUS. Derek KNOWS Ennis. I can’t imagine how satisfying that had to be.

Uh, Derek, honey. You’re Isaac’s legal guardian. You can just Sign Him Out of the hospital. With clothes and everything. What are you doing?

Honey, what do you mean the county took it over? If they were gonna do that they’d have done it six fucking years ago. Unless you gave it to them, it’s still yours? I did the research. Like HOURS of it.

What do you MEAN there’s a magic healing herb that helps with Alpha wounds? Since when do Alpha wounds need extra healing, I thought they just took a lil longer? ALSO why is it growing INSIDE your house???? SCOTT. Isaac is fucking UNCONSCIOUS. Can your tattoo fucking WAIT A MINUTE?

I have so many questions. WHY does Braeden know who Allison is? If Lydia’s immune to magic, WHY is Braeden able to bruise her? WHY can Braeden DO magic? and WHY is Chris allowed to take Lydia out of school?

ALLISON you had Geometry LAST YEAR why are you holding a GEOMETRY BOOK??

ohhhhmygod, Derek. Derek. DEREK. Your eyes are pretty on a normal day. That little Blink and ruby reds thing? Ohmygod. I just. I wanna take a picture and just stare at it BUT. how tf does this whole red eye thing work? You can see in the dark....but now you also have x-ray vision? You know, I could believe it was thermal vision...maybe? If Scott was still healing for some reason maybe the tattoo would be brighter? Otherwise I have no idea what is going on.

BUT SCOTT”S NOT 18??? He’s Still fucking 16, or even 17, but not 18. WTF? He needs parental consent in the first place (i should’ve mentioned this in the other note abt the tattoo)

uhh...seriously? When someone breaks up with you and tells you not to talk to them anymore...why do you need a reward for doing as they asked? Like, yeah, you’re sad, I feel that. But making it a ‘reward’ sounds kinda weird. You know what makes it really easy not to text the ex that doesn’t wanna talk to you? Delete her number.

WHY THE BLOWTORCH? SOMEONE WANNA EXPLAIN? Peter’s not covered in tattoo from when he was literally burned alive, why the FUCK would a blowtorch create a black tattoo on Scott’s skin?

DEREK. HONEY. Why would Stiles be able to hold Scott still??? Scott’s a werewolf.

All this bullshit to explain away Posey’s tattoo that he got. Like, damn dude, we all like tattoos, but you have a job that needs bare arms on the regular. That was kinda rude.

Where did braeden get clothes? I forgot to ask.

uhhhh. Ephemeral might technically work in that sentence, but that’s still really awkward.

WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DESTROY HIS DOOR? YOU FUCKING ASSHAT. And WHY the instant fucking grr face? “why’d you paint the door?” uhh, leave him alone? He can do what he wants? It’s his house? Also, don’t get all fucking rude about the alpha pack. He told you it was a rival pack.

KALI. PUT SOME FUCKING SHOES ON. JESUS.

Why exactly does Scott see the symbol and INSTANTLY put together that it’s got anything to do with the Alphas or the animal attacks? Where is the logic jump there?

What exactly was the POINT of popping your claws if you were gonna kick her in the face???

UH, Melissa? Why didn’t you tell Scott that there was a whole other person with Isaac?

What is with the face touching, Duke? I’ve never known a blind person who actually wanted to rub their hands on my face to ‘find out what i look like?’

Really not a fan of all these weird jumps and camera angles with the awkward reflecting.

WOah WOah. Allison gets to PAINT her APARTMENT? Wtf kinda BULlshit is that? My landlord won’t let me do that. Rude.

I know they’re imprisoned and it sucks, but they’ve been there for four months, they had to have gotten bored. Do you think they broke into any of the security deposit boxes to see if anything was left behind?

Last thoughts: They really went for it with this episode. I have plans to change a lot of it. Hopefully I can mesh the changes with the general plotline.

[maladaptive-ninja-returns]

Devil’s No 1(8)

Chapter 8: Euphoria

Loki x fem!Reader, Bucky x fem!Reader

Theme: The definitions of devils, angels, demons etc. are twisted here in this world. But some things remain the same.

Series: Will contain violence, death, destruction, softness, fluff, smut, everything that my mind can conjure, really.

Chapter warnings: None… is a kink a warning? Like...voice kink?

A/N: This was written two years ago (I think) on @phantomrose96 ‘s prompt/situation of a shy girl summoning the devil to be friends with him (and something else that he does but I’ll leave that part out for you guys to have fun with). But I- being thirsty for tragedies- twisted things a little.

Word Count: Cold sucks. Itchy throat sucks. Runny nose sucks. Cough sucks. Dusty weather sucks. The inability of my brain to move on sucks. The ability of my brain to create a fucking universe around the person it has a crush on once in like two years SUPER DUPER SUCKS!

MASTERLIST in bio, love. Tags are open

Pic credits: @russian-hiddlestoner​

The non-periodic clatter of cutlery was nowhere near to bringing peace to your otherwise burning heart but the seemingly soulful R&B piece that was faint yet somehow reverberating through this dark place was one tiny corner of solace in the back of your mind.

The darkness...this darkness was supposed to be whole; to help you heighten your senses to the things going on in your immediate surroundings. But you wanted to be a bit farther from them.

“You are quite distant.”

The ice-laden voice rubbing all over your ears made you shudder where you sat. Holy mother of-

“Hm?” You tried to break out of the imagery of those thin corrupt lips running a tangent on the outside of your ears, hoping the Devil still could not read your thoughts.

“I said you are quite distant,” Loki repeated in the dark, forcing you to draw a gulp, “this table is too big. We can barely have a conversation.”

...right. That’s our biggest problem.

“Doesn’t matter,” you mumbled, your hand carefully moving over the table to look for the glass of your cocktail before tackling it out of nowhere- thankfully not spilling it over, “it’s dark and we can barely see anything.”

Taking a sip of limoncello, you heard Loki give out a disgruntled moan.

“Why are we here again?”

Sigh.

So I don’t have to see your face till I decide what to do with you. Or me.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged and rolled your eyes, “this place is said to have the best food and-” you raised your brows at yourself for saying-“ambience.”

“And yet you haven’t eaten anything,” came the quick reply, pausing your fingers wrapped around the glass holding your drink to take the glass further towards your lips.

“I’m not hungry,” you inhaled the words, realising a little late something about Loki’s astute observation. “Wait,” you nearly sat up in your seat, looking straight into the void, hoping you were looking right at him, “you can…see?” The last word was less of a statement but more of a concern filled conclusion to self.

There was a sudden alteration in your senses- a tectonic shift in your being for you felt your head swirl a bit in the space devoid of any light, your dominant hand leaving the drink while the other going over to claw into the edge of the seat you were now apparently dissolving into. It was an uncalled buzz, a feeling of your body free of the shackles of gravity, moving where the wave wanted to take it, and your mind just going with it, seeing a streak of green moving with your eyes like the moon following you wherever you went. The pain running inside your body too was confused by this deviation, trying to find a ground for breeding, only to cocoon itself into a ball in the very centre till it could find something to attach itself to.

And just as you felt your head hit something soft and comfortable in the floating abyss, the green streak stopped short to transform into a pair of eyes in front of you a few feet away.

“I can see, love,” the eyes seemed to purr directly at you as they drew closer, bringing with them a questionably pleasant chill. “I can see, everything.”

The eyes rose up, making you go further into whatever it is you were already lying in. Something soft and cold with an ounce of pure sinistral intentions moved up your bare leg, reverberating your insides with that snake-like movement, making the hairs rise and glow at the roots like the flora and fauna of the night on the beach; or simply put- something straight out of a galactic fantasy.

“I can hear,” the whisper was near as were the eyes that were stripping away layers after layers of your being to stare right into your soul, almost in contact with the last sheet covering the bare minimum. “I can smell,” the whisper resonated as you closed your eyes, your lips parting on hearing that siren voice right next to your eyes before there was a tingle right near the collar, an intake of breath- intake of your ardour. You were exposed even without being naked.

“Loki,” you heard your breath beg before anything could make sense in the mush that was your brain.

Your eyes opened to the same green eyes, but this time, small elliptical pupils lit up in the same hue next to those eyes. One, two, three, four...you lost count till they were popping out everywhere, unwillingly lighting you up your existence where you stood in this endless void.

“I can sense everything.”

Silence.

Wait…

I...I...know this?

In that incoherent silence broken only by the light through those pupils surrounding those dominating pair of pupils, you felt a tinge of familiarity. You had seen something like this before. The same eyes. Similar demeanour. Just a different hue and a lot of different intentions.

Nearly everything was the same except the ones you’d seen before had been purple instead of green.

You moved closer to them, to the pair that controlled them all, bringing your arm forward like a reflex that had been forgotten and had just been taken out from some dusty corner of your brain. Your hand went over to touch the green in that biggest pupil, that was bigger than your physical being right now, feeling a swirling force engulf before everything went dark.

.

Oh, it was such a tease to play with you for Loki. His smallest quip would raise your tiniest of nerves, giving Loki a different kind of high.

Y/N.

He was inhaling your name like the devil’s personal brand of ecstasy. Well, why wouldn’t he? This human was turning out to be quite the drug.

She’s putty in my hands, Loki thought, as he saw you grab your chair when he took your consciousness out to play, your body feeling the euphoria through and through. His high hit another level when he saw your aura being ripped off that muddy layer just as he touched you, visibly lighting up your nerves for him to devour your illuminated beauty through his eyes.

Loki.

His name echoed through your consciousness like a roar of thunder and Loki really had to grasp himself to feel the metaphorical ground after that one exhilarating elation of victory. You were clay in his presence.

And all that was left, was one last shot of fear that he could drink off you before going back to pretending to be your friend for a while. So, he did the tried and tested.

He opened his eyes. All of them. Opening his vision to the dimensions, a mere effort on his part for the lifetime of thrill he was about to get from the screams and torture your soul was going to feel right now.

At least that was what he thought would happen till he saw you look at him- all of him- with unadulterated curiosity before stepping forward to touch him- to be precise, his eyes- making him jolt both of you back into your reality, breaking away every other vine of the devil’s enchantment he had on you, finding both himself and you back at that restaurant.

What in the- 

He took in one long inhale to let his human form come to terms with what just happened. He could see you clutching your forehead while taking the support of the table, trying to bring your still swirling brain back to the three dimensions.

No one in his known existence had ever dared to even walk towards the flaming eyes of the devil, let alone try to touch them.

And you? You had managed to do both.

You had taken the Devil by surprise tonight.

A snap led to the entire hall to be flooded with light- specifically the soft LEDs that graced the walls, hence illuminating the space like on giant cuboid- everyone gasping while the waiters went around shielding their eyes as the night vision aids in front of their eyes suddenly glared up.

You looked around, finding comfort in the light, feeling your feet on the ground- though it was just the tip of your toes that were touching the floor through the sneakers- before your eyes rested on Loki, who had a very strange look in his eyes; the eyes that were dead set on you.

You blinked and looked away before coming back to those green pupils that were still stuck on you.

You looked down at the table, your fingers moving the one ring in your dominant hand round and round in the loop of anxiety before you finally let impulse take over.

“You...um...didn’t touch your food either,” you mentioned, your gaze taking in the platter of lobster served as if it was being presented to royalty.

You could see those green pupils narrow just the littlest before the napkin on his lap was dropped on the table and he got up to straighten his jacket. “We’re done here,” he announced before walking out, leaving you to not-so-meticulously drag out your chair, wobble up on your legs, pick your napkin from the ground and rush out to catch him.

She’s putty in my hands, his own words now mocked him as he tried to make sense of his reality.

You, clearly, were no ordinary human. 

At least not tonight.

[bluekayanite]

Theory: Steven’s Passenger

Okay, so not only does it seem like we're going to see more of Steven's adventures, but that he's about to spend the next set of them with a plot-worthy new friend!

More below the line.

So, not only did the SU:F climax not feel very climactic to me, but the part about Steven striking out on his own just kinda felt weird to me.  I mean, I guess in hindsight I can see how it was being led up to, but at the time it still felt a lot like it came out of nowhere. ^_^;  That said, that feeling seemed to be be based on some other, underlying feeling that 'no logical/sane person would do that'...

...and I think I've found out why.

One of the major plot points of SU:F was how Steven was struggling with PTSD, with the symptoms brought on partially by the fact that he was losing a lot of his supportive relationships, and that he either didn't reach out to, or couldn't be helped by the friends that stayed around.  Maybe he's gotten past a major crisis, but I can pretty much guarantee that his problems haven't simply vanished like that.

What Steven would really need is to get help from his friends, family, and/or a therapist or something, at least until he can handle his trauma better.  Until then, he's basically a time bomb, ready to go off as soon as something bothers him just a little too much.  It might be one thing if he had asked his friends to come with him, but NOPE!

He pulled a Cookie Cat and decided to strike out entirely on his own. =/

I can't emphasize this enough: Steven NEEDS someone to be there!!  And I can't imagine Steven just meeting random people being enough... or all that interesting, really. ^_^;  He needs a road trip buddy.  And I don't think a convoy would work... not on its own, anyway.  I think he needs someone IN the car, to talk to whenever, about whatever.  Someone he could trust to talk about things - including Gem stuff and whatnot - without them freaking out or whatever.

And given everything that's been going on, I think I know who that buddy needs to be.

There's only ONE person...

(Yanno... since all the others have tried and failed and also been left behind. ^_^; )

Okay, first off, I've been paying attention to the moon for quite awhile now.  The SU series is one of the rare cases where - among other things - the moon appears in the day.

And on top of that, when the moon shows up appears to be far from random to me: I believe that a Gem is trapped in the observation orb in the Diamond base.

Like how Lapis could see through the mirror, I believe that this Gem can see things through the orb, and I think that the moon showing up is just one of several signs that this Gem is watching.

That said, the moon tends to show up a lot - and is often brighter - for certain types of events, including, but not limited to:

Steven and Amethyst's wrestling matches

Beach-a-Palooza (seems to be big on entertainment)

Steven and Connie being together

Rose and Greg being together

Garnet's wedding (appears to be a 'shipper)

Pink Pearl (I don't like the name "Volleyball" XD;;; ) coming to Earth

The Rose Buds coming to Earth

The whole fiasco after Steven found Pearl's phone (i.e. the whole "Rose was Pink Diamond" thing)

On top of that, when this Gem is paying extra close attention, it can affect the color of the moon, or even the sky without the moon...

Namely, it turns pink.

Now, I'll also note that I figured that White must've had mind-affecting powers long before her name was dropped: namely, after the Wanted arc (before Dewey Wins came out).  I came to that idea because corrupted Gems - namely Centi - had their memories affected by the Diamond Song, and neither Blue nor Yellow showed any signs of using or probably even having such powers, with their powers already shown as being over emotion and physical forms, respectively.

I also noticed that it was shown that some things actually CAN reach through Rose's shield.

So if a search robonoid's beam can get through Rose's shield, then you can certainly bet that White Diamond's powers could, and if White Diamond's powers could get through the shield, then there's no guarantee that the Gems were fully protected by it, if at all.

And if White Diamond's mind-control powers can affect Gems' memories, then there's no guarantee that that anything the CGs remember is completely untainted, or even really based in reality...

...or that Rose Quartz was really Pink Diamond.

Even Steven's powers and such don't seem like a full guarantee.  Did you notice the color of his Diamond-pupils?

White.  Not black, like Yellow's, Blue's or Pink's - WHITE.

Like... well, White's.

I believe this is a sign that White not only tried to tamper with the memories in Steven's Gem, but also the powers and such, trying to give powers that shouldn't even be there, and/or amplify what little bit of Pink might actually have been in Rose.

Which... honestly, could explain a lot about why Steven's so unstable. ^_^;

But... yeah.  Basically, I believe that White tried to make Rose/Steven into a replacement for the real Pink... who I believe to be the Gem trapped in the Earth's observation orb.

Release of a Prisoner

While people were trying to figure out "who shattered Pink Diamond?" I came to believe that Pink wasn't shattered at all, but was imprisoned on the moon... by White.  (WARNING: REALLY OLD AND OUTDATED POST!)  The narrative appeared to be that she and Rose were secretly working together to try and save at least one planet, with Rose rebelling openly, and Pink secretly feeding Rose info, pretending to be a tyrant.

It seemed to me like Pink was probably the only one who couldn't be controlled by White, having grown more powerful than her, as indicated by their murals.

In general, I figured that it would be a bad idea for Pink to have rebelled openly, or to have tried to convince the other Diamonds to stop taking planets (still do).  I also figured that she also plain didn't want to fight directly against her family... and now, I'm also thinking it's possible that she might've been too afraid to do it. ^_^;

Since not long after A Single Pale Rose came out, I've also believed that Pink trying to fight a rebellion AS ROSE and not get noticed would be logistically impossible, what with all the going back-and-forth she'd probably have to do for Homeworld not to worry about her... and all the chances of getting caught by either side. XD;

But I've also long believed that she actually was caught: somehow, White managed to figure it out... and naturally was't happy.  Pink was probably actually standing on the upper ledge behind her palanquin when she got dissipated, trying to reveal what she'd actually been doing before White managed to stop her.

(Hence the palanquin leaning forward, knocked over by the shockwave of Pink being poofed.)

White, however, still cared enough that she couldn't break Pink, and stuck her in a convenient prison, instead.  Meanwhile, she hatched a plan to try and replace Pink, so that the Diamonds to stay together with a controllable, "Pink" free to keep expanding their Empire.

Since then, the real Pink has been stuck, able to watch what's going on, but unable to participate in it.

(Pic originally posted here.)

Heck, I wonder if her powers are the only reason the corrupted Gems were corrupted, instead of destroyed. =o

I've basically wanted her to be released ever since I figured she'd be stuck in there.  To me, she was a hero who tried to do whatever she could to try and preserve a planet and give Gems some freedom - or in case she failed, to at least preserve a bit of the planet's people (thus, the zoo).  I've seen ways she impacted the lives of the CGs... including Amethyst's before she had even emerged.  I've wanted it to become known what kind of an impact she'd had, and for her to be able to have a positive impact again.

Well, I think that time is finally coming.

I've mentioned before that Pink would be a REALLY good person to help Steven with his powers and his PTSD (and other issues).  I still think that this is true, and that now would be the BEST time for that to happen.

That said, I also think it would be good for some help to be had in the other direction.

Pink's Problems

Aside from the obvious complications of revealing that Pink didn't become Rose after all - which, actually, could be delayed while on the road, which might actually be a good thing (more later ^_^; ) - I think that Pink is going to have some struggles of her own.  I'd noticed before that, while the moon tends to show up a lot to support Steven and such, it actually tends to DISAPPEAR if a conflict begins to escalate.

At the time, I just labelled it as "anxiety or something," but now I'm pretty sure what that "something" probably is:

PTSD.

I mean, think about it: she'd been involved in a GINORMOUS conflict for 1,000 years, controlling both sides and having to keep it secret.  Maybe Pink even shattered a few Gems on purpose, because if she DIDN'T it would risk blowing her cover, which could blow her entire operation and leave the creatures of Earth with zero chance for a future... but of course, it would've pained her GREATLY.

In general, I always figured that the war would've been INCREDIBLY stressful for her... but that she always had Pink Pearl to help her through it.

(Pic from this old fic.)

And then she got stuck in the orb. =(

In the orb, Pink is well and truly alone; no one even realizes that she could be up there.  She can watch events, but if they get stressful for her, there isn't an way for her to get any comfort or help.  And she has to experience it after the war had be left with a painful sort of resolution.

If Lapis was affected badly... ho boy. O_O;;;

A Time for Healing

But yeah, if Steven and Pink both have the same kind of issues, then maybe it would help them both understand how to help the other.  It could also help them feel a bit of solidarity; give them something to bond over.

I think it could also solve this:

Well... Pink isn't exactly Steven, but all things considered, she might be close enough - and maybe also different enough -  for him to have what he needs. XDD  At the very least, I suspect that they're both helpers, and that having someone with the same issue could give them a way to help themselves by healing the same thing in somebody else.

And hey, now the "other Steven" (i.e. Pink) could also have Steven, too. ;3

I think this could also help Steven with his "finding out who his is" stuff.  In a way, Pink could be like a part of Steven that he never even knew he had.  Maybe, by learning who she really is, he could learn about himself as he sees it reflected back at him - or at least, I think he could find aspects of her that he’d be proud to aspire to emulate, and she could FINALLY stop being someone for him to be plain embarrassed to be related/compared to. XD;

As for the two meeting...  I figure White's gotta be involved - maybe finally try to confess - but other than that, it's pretty up in the air. XD;  White does seem like she might be realizing that she messed up BIG TIME, given some of her recent behavior.

I've honestly expected Pink to lash out if White is involved - if so, I suspect that she wouldn't be able to finish it. XD;

As for accepting Pink... well, if there's anything left of Rose in him, I've imagined that Steven might break out crying in relief of seeing her alive, even if he doesn't recognize it, or understand why.  ...Or, even if not, he might be a bit relieved - if confused - about not having inherited Pink's Gemstone.  At the end of it, though, I think that he'll see her as someone new - someone he doesn't know - and who needs help, who may or may not share some of the same troubles as him.

...And if, by any chance, Pink knows how to calm him from a panic attack, that'll certainly be a nice bonus. XD;

But yeah, even if striking out on his own is technically a HORRIBLE idea on its own, I think that it'll turn out to have been the best choice.  Like I mentioned, the two could travel, get to know each-other, and sort a lot of things out - just the two of them, keeping it simple before they add other things to their plate... things like the mess that'll happen as soon as the Gems find out. XD;

After watching the Earth for so long, I do think that Pink will likely want to experience it, so the timing of the road trip is good for her - it might even be one of the (many) meta-reasons why Steven is leaving (though I'm not ruling out that he's not entirely sane right now XD; ).  I wouldn't be surprised if Steven even offers to let her ride with him - maybe even allow her to drive, sometimes. =3

And really after so much stress, I think that the two walking bombs softies really do need some time to party, relax, and generally have fun.

...As long as they don’t both panic at the same time, they should be okay. =D;;;

(Hoping for a running joke where they get mistaken for a couple. X3)

For the longest time (~3 years?), I have been seeing ways that finding Pink could happen within the next few eps (relative to whenever I was writing).  Now, I believe we have signs that finding Pink NEEDS to happen... and soon!

(I mean, I always kind of figured that finding Pink needed to happen "and soon," but now it seems even more urgent, and for a LOT more pressing reasons. ^_^;

And besides... everything really does seem to be pointing to it now - at least, as far as I can tell. XD;)

Ultimately, I'm thinking that the trip will be memorable for Steven less because of the places he experiences, and more because of the one that he's likely to experience the trip with... and what he experiences because of her. =)