also mads is next


Yoonkook Week Day 1: Favorite moment(ssssss) 

important things to note:

1. see how tsukki’s mouth twitches? THAT’S HIM JOINING IN



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The Last Visit

“I didn’t know it then, but it would be the last time I ever visited the attic.” (51)

“Please, Percy…” Luke practically whimpered, fighting just to beg for death, for release from Kronos’ command of his body.

I moved towards him, his body was broken, but so was mine. We struggled towards each other, his knife, the cursed blade, in my hand. I understood then, I was not the hero, only he could end it all, Luke was the only one who could destroy Kronos. I flipped the blade and held out the handle for him to take.

His eyes flashed gold to blue his face full of pain, “I can’t do it, Percy-” Suddenly his eyes turned gold and through the pain he smirked, “You think you can kill me? I am the lord of Titans, father of the gods, I will not be killed by some second rate son of Hermes the upstart child of Poseidon!” Kronos snarled before his eyes changed back to Luke’s blue ones.

Suddenly I realized what Luke meant, he couldn’t kill Kronos, not when Kronos had become a part of him like that. Rachel was right then I suppose, I wasn’t the hero, it was Luke. It was him that understood in the end, he was the one who made the decision to end Kronos’ time in this world. He was the one to understand that power cancelled out power, he needed me, my power to end his life and Kronos’ with it.

“Together.” I said to which Luke nodded, confirming my suspicions. Shaking, he reached down to unlatch his armor just below his left arm. In those few seconds I found Annabeth and Grover, he had given her some ambrosia and healed a few of her wounds, as bad as they looked she would be fine with him, I knew it.

I met Grover’s eyes and gave the slightest nod before meeting Annabeth’s. I took it all in, her face smeared with soot, the torn shirt and scuffed sneakers, the worn necklace that held more beads than any other camper, her princess curls hastily tied into a ponytail, and her eyes. Gods, her grey eyes that were analyzing everything that was happening they seared a hole into my heart and gave me the courage to finally tell her, “Goodbye, Wise Girl.”

Her eyes widened as she realized what I was saying and tried to lunge forward to stop me. Luckily Grover was quick and grabbed her, holding on tight.

I felt a hand grip the handle of the knife and finally faced Luke. Together we plunged the blade into his side, while his hands fell limp I held on to make sure the blade stayed in place. Every part of me screamed to let go, Luke’s body began to burn up and I still held on. Then I felt why I was needed, Kronos was trying to suck the life from everything around him to heal the wound and it was working. Gathering my energy I called to the oceans, to my father willing a connection, I was met with the gust of the ocean wind, a spray of salt water, the whirling of a riptide, the slowly and steady recession of the tide on a warm summer’s day. It was all within me and then…it wasn’t. I pushed it all into Kronos all of my power, my memories, who I was all of it channeled into the Kronos through the cursed blade of Annabeth Chase.

Around me the air heated up, a light blinded me and then the world was dark. It wasn’t death though, not yet, I was laying on my back in the throne room holding onto life. Hair tickled my face just before Annabeth leaned over, light shining around her. She was crying.

“You’ll live, you’ll live, Percy please.” She cried over my body knowing that it wouldn’t be.

“Annabeth,” I croaked using the remainder of my strength. Her eyes snapped to mine, “I love you.”

Her body racked with sobs, but through the tears I heard her say, “I love you too Percy Jackson.” A figure appeared behind her, “Fate did not play in your favor, Perseus Jackson, come with me.”

He raised a hand in offering that I took, my soul rose from my body. I turned to see Annabeth cry out clutching my body Grover opposite her, looking on with tears streaming down his face. The palace doors burst open and the gods thundered in, Poseidon leading them.

“My son! Where is my son, I felt-” Poseidon faltered as he took in the scene in front of him. How it must’ve looked, Luke’s body surrounded by a charred circle, Kronos’ scythe nearby and my own body with Annabeth and Grover hunched over it. “No.” he whispered before shrinking himself to stroke my face, now cold with death.

“We need a shrine, the son of Poseidon is dead.” Grover choked out, to the gods and their children clustered at the door. It was the last thing I saw as the world faded to the darkness of the underworld.

That night a blue flag appeared above the Empire State Building, raised to half-mast.  

so I was re-reading The Last Olympian and there’s the line at the top and I got so mad because it was super ambiguous. I had to text @teamperseus and just rant, but then I thought what if Percy was the hero? What if he had to die in some way to fulfill the prophecy? Anyways that’s the story, just a typical night of Percy dying I guess.

She Is Incredible

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This is just a little one shot that takes place in that awkward we-dont-know-what-happened-but-important-stuff-that-we’ll-never-know-about-happened time between episode 4 and 5 of series 1. Finn’s POV


She was incredible.

And she was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. So beautiful, sometimes he literally forgot to breathe. He just loved everything about her. Every single, little thing. The way her mouth quirked, her little nose scrunches, her hands, her mouth, her eye roll. Her hair, the way it tangled, the way it fell, even when it was clipped back all he wanted to do was run his fingers through it and smell it. Oh god the way her hair smelt. He first inhaled that vanilla scent when he hugged her that day in the park after Knebworth and it’s all he had wanted to smell ever since. 

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Kind of continued from my last set of doodles-I wondered what kirigiri would’ve said if she had seen naegi in his despair! state!

I don’t think she would’ve been angry at him for trying to take his life (like what naegi said).  Rather, she would have reminded him of her reasons of dying and cheered for him? At least, that’s what I’d do if I were to be in her place

Mothers and Oreos- A Henry Mills One-Shot

Title: Mothers and Oreos
Request: Could you do one with Henry? He has a fight with his mother (Regina) and Emma is out of town, so you, being his best friend, go to talk to him and calm him down? Please and thanks!
Pairing: Henry x Reader

Henry and his mom, well his adoptive mom, Regina, had gotten into a big fight. They had gotten into fights all the time, but nothing as big as this. Henry had broken out of the house the night before, and had gone to meet Emma at Granny’s dinner. Regina did not like Emma, so that was why she had been so mad.
Emma had also gone out of town the next day, so Henry was left with the wrath of Regina. He decsided to call his best friend, Y/N.
“Hey Y/N, can I meet you at the pier? I got in a fight with my mom. It was pretty bad.” he said.
“Of course! I’ll be there in five.” she said.
She met him at the pier, a spot Henry found the most calming.
“Hey Henry.” y/n said as she hugged him.
“Thanks for coming Y/N.” Henry said smiling.
“Anytime.” she responded. “You wanna talk about what happened?”
“Yea. Well, my real mom Emma went out of town today, and last night I snuck out to go eat at Granny’s with her. My mom was pissed when I got back. She hates Emma for some reason.”
“Why does she hate her? Emma’s one of the coolest people here.” Y/N said.
“My mom’s just afraid Emma is gonna take me away from her. I wouldn’t ever do that to her, I don’t know why she thinks that.” Henry said.
“So what’d she say when you got home?”
“She just yelled at me for like a hour. I can’t go see Emma now for a month, and I can’t leave the house unless she knows exactlly where I’m going. She’s gonna end up here eventually, so be on the look out for her. She wants to make sure I don’t lie to her.” he said.
“That sucks. Regina needs to understand that Emma’s your mom too. You can be sharred.” she said.
“Here she comes.” Y/N said as Regina pulled up in her car.
Henry groaned at the sight of his mom.
“Henry! I’m so glad you’re here. Hi Y/N. What have you two been talking about?” Regina asked.
“We’ve just been talking, mom.” Henry said annoyed.
“Ok, I was just checking on you.” Regina responded.
“Have a good day Mrs. Mills!” Y/N said to Regina.
“You too Y/N. Oh and Henry, be sure to be home soon.” she said as she walked away.
“Ok mom.” he said.
When Regina left, the two contined their conversation.
“You see what I mean? She won’t leave me alone.” Henry said.
“Yea, I can see how that gets annoying.” Y/N said.
“Look what I’ve got” Henry said as he pulled out a box of cookies.
“Oreos!!” Y/N practiclly screamed.
Henry laughed.
The first time Henry and Y/N had meet, it was in third grade. Y/N had no lunch, and Henry had some Oreos, so he gave her some. They had been best friends ever since.
“Yep!” Henry said laughing. They each took a cookie.
“Cheers?” Y/N said as she held out the cookie.
“Cheers!” Henry said as they clicked their cookies together.
They laughed and continued to eat oreos.
Henry’s phone dinged.
“It’s my mom, I’ve gotta go.” he said with a mouth full of Oreos.
“Ok Henry, if you need anything else just call me.” she said as they hugged.
“Bye!” Henry said.
“Bye Henry!” Y/N said as Henry walked away.
They were best friends, and nothing in the world could ever change that. Not even an empty pack of Oreos.




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Im a merchant. I sell guns. Why is every Muppet trying to sell me their shitty stuff….

I’m not some shitty robot vendor in a booth, that’ll take all your junk…


favourites of fury road meme | one non-canon/fanon ship > cheedo the fragile/slit

People better stop calling Walter stupid.

You are all rude af. He’s having a breakdown and it’s not like it isn’t justified. No one was trying to hurt him, but they don’t understand how he works. He doesn’t understand how he works. All of he repressed emotions flooded out at once. All of them. His love for Paige and Ralph and Cabe. The pain from Baghdad. All of his anger. The fact two more people died right in front of him for something he felt was his fault. There’s no doubt that he probably thinks the team is going to fall apart without the other three. And again, he’ll probably blame himself. It must’ve been beyond overwhelming. None of us would be doing any better than him.

I know he is a fictional character but he is my child and I will defend him until the end of the earth. Or the edge of the cliff. That’s not funny. I’m sorry.

anonymous asked:

Besides didn't Bryan & Mads confirm that Will & Hannibal BOTH survived & Bryan also said that Hugh & Mads are excited for next season (if we get one)

I agree, but since I’ve gotten more than a few messages about Will being totes dead for realsies, let’s review.

Bryan did confirm they both lived, here’s the tweet he sent out right after the finale aired


As well as talking about season four being the most interesting chapter of Will’s life

There is love between these two men, and confusion between these two men. We had to articulate it, and the idea for a [potential] Season 4 was an interesting continuation of that, as well as a subversion of it at the same time. So it’s strange to look at [this week’s episode] as a finale, because part of me believes that the most interesting chapter of Will Graham’s story is yet to be told. (source)

Mads did as well at Red Dragon Con (and then went on to tell us his lovely domestic hannigram headcanons) through the power of twitter.

Hugh confirms it too.

But you know what? I guess, actually thinking about it, it’s hard to believe that Hannibal would really die. Because he’s not exactly mortal. And I personally think that if Hannibal’s going to survive, he would save Will. So I don’t know. Let’s just say they’re on a beach somewhere. (source)

Plus Bryan, Mads, and Hugh have said they are excited and want to return to the show

“I can wait two years, hopefully the fans will wait two years, and we can work out everyone’s schedule. I know that Mads [Mikkelson] (sic) and Hugh [Dancy] are very interested and adamant about returning and continuing to tell that story. Working with those two actors was a unique experience. I don’t think I will have again – it will be different, but that level of collaboration and camaraderie and communication between actors and a showrunner was one of a kind.” -Bryan Fuller (source)

When I was writing that reply I was just going off of what was shown in the show. Not what was said after the fact. 

The three place settings (as the above tweet tells us) at Bedelia’s dining room table shows us that Will is alive. Bryan wouldn’t tweet a pointless bit of information after the two main characters of his show take a dive off of a cliff. 

Three place settings. One for Bedelia, one for Hannibal, and one for Will

Also, you know, the fact that the show centers on Will and Hannibal’s relationship and that Bryan Fuller has two more seasons planned out. Will can’t be dead at the end of the third season of a five season show where he’s one of the two main characters.

The deleted scene of them in the chapel doesn’t change this. If anything, it’s even more proof that Hannibal and Will survived the plunge.

tldr; Will Graham is alive and probably getting his feet massaged by a happy cannibal.

The signs in music class
  • Aries: playing the violin wrong, gets mad, breaks it
  • Taurus: rattling tambourines around
  • Gemini: disrupting the whole class by talking about aliens
  • Cancer: isn't in music class. Their in the cooking class next door
  • Leo: also gets mad and breaks their flute
  • Virgo: playing the piano
  • Libra: zzzzzzz
  • Scorpio: *looks at music notes* "is this written in Japanese or something?"
  • Sagittarius: is in the chorus part singing *windows bust*
  • Capricorn: singing with Sagittarius. And they're doing pretty good.
  • Aquarius: playing with the teachers computer & screwing everything up
  • Pisces: uhh... Idk where Pisces is actually......