Okay But The Way Beth Just Fucking LIGHTS Up When She Hears All Her Boys??? I Could Died A Thousand Deaths

A Finale Dance

As they danced in that empty, dimly lit gym hall, with none to criticise or see ,they were free from the chains that held them down. They could dance and sing to the beats of their hearts, like the day in the ice rink or the woods.

He was like fire, filled with love and compassion, twirling around letting the air guide him, as his steps were full of life.

She was like water, following through an endless ocean fording her own path, destroying those that doubted her as her heart guided her, making her steps were light and sure.

And as they dipped and lifted each other up, it was like a swirling tornado of hot and cold air. As they twirled around each other, pulling each other close and pushing each other away. Like their hearts verses the world. Forcing each other apart as they desperately wished to pull each other close.

But as the song came to an end, and the heavens finally looked away they knew that it would never be the same even if they wished it to be. They needed each other, to dance, to believe, to be.  

But now was not the time, not for them but for the world. So as they stepped apart they decided to let the stars die, before something tried to kill it. Cause they weren't ready for the task ahead, they weren't ready to make history. Not ready to write all the desperately needed to be written, to show all that needed to be known.

Cause they were just two people with stars in their hearts wishing to reunite, they were people with a thousands of stories of tragedy hidden on their skin and a fire in their eyes. They had no armour, no skin of steel, no hearts with barricades. They were just two people wishing to hold each other, two people with souls who have never had the time. Two souls that fell at the wrong time and in the same way.

And so in that empty, dimly lit gym they knew that the right time would never come, it would always be to late or to early. But they couldn't risk it. They no longer had army's guarding their hearts or armour guarding their skin they were human. And they were carrying exhausted souls through the same streets of tragedy, carrying they same love and pain.

So as they looked at each other, hearts heavy, souls tired and deeply in love they turned away. Each walking their own path waiting for a when the time was right. But they knew that the only chance would be to look back and run to each other.

However that  would be the guilt and pain they would bear. Alone and healing, wishing for another dance.

But time goes on. Even in heart ships, they will heal, cause they've survived a lot more hardships trying and failing of course. One day though they may succeed. They might get that last dance.

Us: *starved from lack of representation in our favorite novels*

Rick Riordan: Heard y’all wanted some representation so here an African American girl raised in the 1940’s lol

Us: OH MY GOD YES THA-

Rick Riordan: Oh lets give her an awkward yet badass Chinese-Canadian boyfriend

Us: OH MY-

Rick Riordan: Oh, here’s a Native American girl daughter of Aphrodite with a movie star dad

Us: I-

RR: What about a smol sassy Latino boy that will soon become your favorite character?

Us: AWW-

RR: Oh wait, here an lil emo Italian sad boi and his sunny optimistic boyfriend

Us: WH-

RR: Here’s a badass native Latina who takes no shit (we all know she gay af for Thalia but we must wait)

Us: Oh-

RR: Y’all wanna hear about the queen of bisexuals Apollo?

Us: I’m-

RE: What about an old, non-sexualized lesbian couple with an incredibly romantic backstory??

Us: Wait-

RR: OH WAIT! Do you want a badass Muslim girl who follows tradition Muslim values but doesn’t let it stop her from living a normal life? Oh, and she’s also in a healthy arranged marriage don’t worry

Us: H-

RR: How about a gender-fluid and transgender child of Loki with a lovely taste in fashion?

Us: Wait hold o-

RR: What about a deaf elf who uses sign language to communicate but is still a valuable character?

Us: But-

RR: Oh, and here’s two biracial siblings that look nothing alike but they’re related, trust me

Us: *shocked*

RR: OH! I ALMOST FORGOT! Literally all theses characters are dyslexic, but it’s ok because it’s possible to live a full life even with disorders like dyslexia.

Us: *faints from the tidal wave of representation thrown at us*

RR: Anything else?

Us:

I think it might have been better for him if i was the one who got shot.

You can actually see Suguro have that echoey “OH shIT” moment.

according to jensen, here dean was thinking:

“i love him i didn’t say it back i should have said it back”

Being scared of horses is the weirdest thing and is often considered irrational. And maybe it is. 

But I live in Scotland. 

And I have a special interest in mythology. 

Do you have any idea how many myths there are of Scottish murderous or supernatural horses??? 

Like by the Gods. 

There are sooo many,  

okay but what if it's exactly chris growing up that leads them to finally talk about the Will? because chris will want to be more independent and yeah eddie will have an existential crisis about it but buck will probably be worrying even more. because eddie is still his dad, but what's buck's role now? does he still have a place in chris' life? will they still need him, now that eddie is healing and is also trying to fix his relationship with his parents? is there still room for him? what if buck worries that the Will will eventually lose its meaning and its purpose because chris is growing up so fast and they'll no longer need him. what if they talk about it.

Teacher: I changed the due date for that project I assigned you all, it's due tomorrow!

Class: *screams*

Teacher: Got you! April fools!

Rin: Haha, who needs April Fools when your entire life is one big, sick joke!

Rin: ...

Rin: ...I'm about to start crying.

Suguro: Shit, dude. C'mere.

Rin, in Suguro's arms: I was raised in a monastery, Suguro. A monastery! The son of Satan, raised in a monastery! My LAST NAME is a play on the word "demon" in Japanese!

Rin, now sobbing: IT'S ONE HUGE FUCKING JOKE WITHOUT A PUNCHLINE

So, do you think the Queen is still alive? I heard she hasn't been seen in public since October.

She was seen in public on November 18th, on Dec 16th, and she did the Christmas broadcast. Also, she stripped the Duke of York of his "military affiliations and royal patronages" (you think anyone else gets to do that?).

She's 95. When she dies, you'll know. Everyone will know. And Charles will be King, and the postage stamps and coins in the UK will be all wrong.