trying to explain shipping and other fandom related stuff to non tumblr people is amusing
I had to explain what shipping is to a friend who’s starting to get into the PLL fandom. While I was driving. Reeeeally interesting, seriously.
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I hadn’t cried in a month, maybe more… And now I feel completely stupid for crying. I’m useless.
186 photos of the sunset merged into one image using the lighten layer-blending mode in photoshop. I like the pattern in the clouds created from the interval between shots.
For the first time in his life, Sebastian was glad Lima was that far. Nobody would follow him to the doomed town the Hell known as Lima was, and therefore nobody would know he was driving towards a dance academy building. Not even Hunter should know about the boy using their installations to dance away his problems. Actually, specially not Hunter. No when he was being one of the source of problems in Sebastian’s life.
Never put my love out on the line
Never said yes to the right guy
Never had trouble getting what I want
But when it comes to you I’m never good enoughThe song started filling the empty room, all the mirror walls reflecting a defeated Sebastian Smythe, dancing around trying to get himself the freedom he thought he deserved. The more he tried, the more he felt the song wasn’t actually in the radio, but in his head, in his heart. He couldn’t be… No.
You make me glow
But I cover up, won’t let it show
So I’m putting my defenses up
Cause I don’t wanna fall in love
If I ever did that, I think I’d have a heart attack
I think I’d have a heart attackIt was impossible! He wasn’t in love with Hunter. He didn’t fall in love. Never. He was… obviously mixing the friendship with lust. Obviously. Because his friend was hot… like, really hot. Specially when he was mad at the world, in that moments Sebastian didn’t want to do anything but rip his clothes off and… Wait, no. He didn’t feel anything for Hunter. Lust. And whatever you feel for a friend. But it wasn’t love. It couldn’t be love.
It’s just not fair
Brings more trouble than it all is worth
I gasp for air
It feels so good, but you know it hurtsSebastian only needed those three sentences to realize it wasn’t the radio anymore. He was singing that song now, in front of the mirror, almost, almost, as if he was actually singing to his friend instead of to his reflected self. Something hurt into him. And he wasn’t ready to recognize it was his heart.
The feelings got lost in my lungs
They’re burning, I’d rather be numb
And there’s no one else to blame
So scared I’ll take off and run
I’m flying too close to the sun
And I’ll burst into flamesThe song was quickly coming to an end, but Sebastian was panting in front of the mirror now, the last two sentences grabbed on his skin. How many times he had thought about being too close to the flames lately? He was being stupid, trying to deny the things everybody could soon detect on him. But, the main trouble wasn’t people recognizing his feelings. The main problem, and Sebastian had to admit it to himself in that exact moment, was knowing how love sucked. It hurt, it stung, and it let you broken, at the end. He wasn’t going to fall in love with Hunter.
Cause I don’t wanna fall in love
If I ever did that, I think I’d have a heart attackIt was a promise. And Sebastian Smythe always kept his promises.
