They just can't stop

orson krennic's characterization
  • before rogue one: greetings my fellow Imperial leaders, let us make haste to complete the Death Star project ahh yes tarkin of course we'll accept your help thank you
  • after rogue one: *rolls up to Imperial meeting 15 minutes late with Space Starbucks* sorry everyone couldn't find my fucking cape *sees tarkin* what bitch?

When your fiancé won’t let you swim the ice

❁ little miss sunshine ❁ // for @sigh–onara

bonus:

Are we ever gonna talk about the fact that Simon thinks Baz forged Agatha’s handwriting in sixth year and made him wait for her out under the yew tree all night in the cold, but in actuality we know from Baz’s narration that he stopped fucking with Simon after the incident fifth year, meaning that Agatha straight up just stood Simon up?

me reading smut: *is completely unfazed* lol nice
me reading fluff: *puts hand over heart* *literally starts screaming* oH MY GOD HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT WHY IS HE SO CHEESY *has to stop reading for a good two minutes before continuing*

i can’t stop thinking about what kind of criers dan and phil would be. i feel like dan’s crying would be a slow build up. his eyes just get watery at first, and he tries so hard to keep it in, but eventually the tears start cascading down his cheeks. he’d get a runny nose and his forehead would crease out of frustration because he hates crying, but he does it all the time. when his crying hits its peak, he’d be a blubbering mess, wiping furiously at his tears and constantly blowing his nose. he doesn’t like to be comforted while he’s crying, but when he’s finished and all that’s left is tear stained cheeks, he’d cling to the closest thing, preferably another person that would play with his hair, rub his back, and comfort him quietly.

phil on the other hand is a quiet crier. it happens really suddenly because he’s not afraid to be emotional and soft. his tears build up and he doesn’t try to hold them back. his eyes get red and puffy, and he tries to wipe away the tears quickly with his sleeve. he gets sniffly, but hides it by taking deep breaths through his mouth. his eyes are glossy and doe-like when his crying reaches the climax. he likes to be held the whole way through, even if it’s just someone holding his hand or resting a hand on his knee. physical contact calms him down and helps him feel more real. his favorite thing is when people rub their fingers up and down his arm, it nearly lulls him to sleep, but it distracts him from whatever it is he’s crying about.