am i allowed to be happy about this

I have to say, while I am very sad about Vicky leaving the Erin Hunters (she sucked at writing but I mean sentimentality), I am very happy about one thing.

Absolutely NOTHING Su Susann says is canon.

My baby girl Runningbrook is no longer Apprentice And Pregnant God Bless!!!!

iilesgemeauxii  asked:

I really liked your awkward Hanzo comics~ Could you make one where McCree compliments his hair (particularly the white little hair-wings part thing) and the next day someone (Genji? Symm?) finds him with a little smile trying extra hard to make them perfect? (not in a snooty/prideful way. more of a "i hope they look good today maybe he'll talk to me again" way) I am not sure if I'm allowed to make requests/suggestions so i hope this does not come off as pushy~ '3' Welp, 25 letters left so this -

im super glad you liked it omg thank yOU!!! i am 1000% down for requests & suggestions hehe there u go!!!

Romantic Royalty Starters
  • “I want to unlace your corset slowly.”
  • “I couldn’t take my eyes off you from across the ball room.”
  • “Not any jewel in the entire kingdom could compare to you.”
  • “I cannot marry that man. He smells of rank meat!”
  • “I cannot marry that woman. Her voice causes dogs to howl!”
  • “I need you in my life. I am incomplete without you.”
  • “We could retire to my suite. No one would know.”
  • “May I suggest a walk in the garden? The roses are in bloom.”
  • “I will slay anything that dares to harm you, my love.”
  • “There are secret passages. Come! We haven’t a moment to spare.”
  • “I will marry you. I shall make it happen. Somehow.”
  • “How long would it take to remove all those layers?”
  • “My crown is heavy. It feels lighter when you’re around.”
  • “If you go to war we will not be together…”
  • “Nothing matters if we are not allowed to be in each other’s arms.”
  • “Our parents are fools.”
  • “I do not care if our nations are at war.”
  • “It drives me mad that no one will leave us alone!”
  • “When we are not together, I am pained to my very soul.”
  • “We must pretend not to feel anything. They cannot know about us.”
  • “Forgive me…”
  • “We shall be happy together, forever.”
  • “I know that fairy tales cannot come true but I feel that one may have.”
  • “You are so magnificent on the dance floor.”
  • “You sparkle even without the jewelry.”
  • “I have never seen a more eloquent creature.”
  • “This maybe the wine talking, but you are glorious.”
  • “I’ll never look at another.”
  • “I’m blushing…”
  • “I will fight for you.”

I am so happy that RuPaul’s Drag Race FINALLY CAST A TRANSGENDER QUEEN ON THE SHOW AND ARE ALLOWING HER TO BE OPEN ABOUT IT FROM THE BEGINNING. Transgender women have been a staple in the drag community for as long as drag has been alive and some of the queens I look up to the most are trans women. I am THRILLED that the producers are finally acknowledging that transgender women have a place in the competition beyond just a “shocking reveal” at the reunion or a plot device for a single episode. Peppermint better represent!

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The position of a radio DJ is someone who has to share a lot of stories, has no choice but to share them, and a place where sharing them is the most important thing. I think this place has given me the biggest help in meeting people.

It’s a place that has allowed me to deliver stories about the lives that I have never lived I am a person that really enjoys talking and telling stories. I keep thinking that I’m so blessed to be able to stand in this position to deliver such a good feeling. I know I’ve been telling this here and there, but I think this position is such a blessed position.

Moreover, I feel thankful that I’m able to share stories with people during my favorite time, the time I feel happy.

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I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Eight

Summary: You go for your first scan, skype with Gen and Danneel, and announce your pregnancy. Everything seems to be going well
Warnings: pregnancy, mild angst
Words: 3.5k
Jared x Reader (Jared x Reader x Gen), Jensen, Danneel, Clif
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

You called up your doctor the next morning, apologising for the rude way you ended the last call.

She assured you that there was nothing to apologise for, knowing that the information would have come as a bit of a shock.

You were booked in for an ultrasound scan on Monday morning.

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Said During D&D Starter Meme
  • Wine isn’t flammable enough. You need vodka or something.
  • Am I allowed to dance on her grave?
  • Look, I’m all for destroying things, but…
  • Are you still on the ceiling?
  • Are you /more/ or /less/ undead than [name]?
  • If you’re still alive by then, go ahead.
  • I will explain nothing. You must discover.
  • I know it was rude, okay?
  • I’m not happy about this, okay? I don’t like hurting people!
  • How many miles per hour is that?
  • There’s blood everywhere!
  • What’s a good song for this situation?
  • Will you seek revenge?
  • This is a family-friendly establishment, sir.
  • This is the third time you’ve run away over the course of this fight, if you’re keeping track.
  • That doesn’t count as a costume, it’s just a hat.
  • He’s all talk. He’s never actually killed you.
  • Wait, do you not have any money?
  • Well, maybe the demon has devoured multiple people.
  • He is not a scaredy cat.
  • None of us came here to fight a vampire.
  • What happened? Where are you?
  • Who did she get murdered by?
  • The vampire killed her, but not with his mouth.
  • You killed her! You set the fire she died in!
  • Doesn’t he know that tweets can be 140 characters?
  • Are there any other figures of authority?
  • This entire town wants to kill me, so I owe them nothing.
  • Wolves aren’t necessarily considered townsfolk. Can they vote?
  • Who do you report to?
  • These people don’t like us.
  • I don’t know what we can even do to help them.
  • That’s not my name and you know it.
  • This is by far the worst contract I have ever been on.
  • Now everybody wants to steal!
  • I’m not a thief, I’m a lady. And an arsonist.
  • It’s a bonfire.
  • Is the frog a good guy or a bad guy?
  • I feel like we’ve accomplished nothing.

Okay….

So I have got over the initial shock that Regina and Emma actually hug (first saw on a Gif and was freaking out a little) and now I have watched the entire sneak peak I have a few thoughts….

Firstly did you notice that Emma couldn’t look at Regina when she said she was engaged, she spoke directly to Zelena.

Secondly when Regina sees the ring and then says ‘Emma…’ I’m not sure she is entirely happy, she looks shocked and sad.

The way that Emma stops and looks at Regina, like what ever Regina is about to say next is the most important thing in the world and when Regina tells her she is happy for her I’m pretty sure Emma means it when she says it means a lot because as usual Regina will be by her side and supporting her, whatever happens.

However I have two big things I am not happy about….

We have waited 6 seasons for them to hug. All the moments they have supported and saved one another and this is the moment they chose to allow them to hug? The moment is not even about their friendship or anything they have been through its all based around Hooks proposal.

Also I am annoyed that they released the hug before the episode airs. It’s almost like they are going… 'you’ve asked and you’ve waited and so here is you hug.“
It feels like the release has been used to draw the Swan Queen shippers in to watch the episode… It’s pure queer baiting and I refuse to be drawn into it.

#transformationtuesday 2015 vs 2017 ➡️ I’ve always known shame, my unwitting sidekick, since childhood- long before I knew its name. Looking back, in a ironic way it was shame that was one of the main catalysts that drove me to try to be successful. To try to be liked. To try to be accepted. To try to fit in. To try to become more. To prove something to the world. But at the same time, it was that same shame that was the weight around my neck, the stones in my shoes, the constant naysayer and saboteur. I remember a time before shame when I was fearless as a child and did everything with freedom. It wasn’t until I started to express a desire to wear girlier stuff around 7-8, and got beaten up by my dad for it a number of times that I started to question what I did and started to feel ashamed and wrong. Once I learned how poorly I fit in with other boys and was tortured by them, the shame snowballed exponentially. But as I grew up, I made the most of the momentum that my shame and anger created. I made a career out of tapping into it musically. I manufactured and refined this “tough persona” on the outside to try to be what I thought I should be and to protect my vulnerability. I had ups and I had downs, but through everything, shame was there- influencing. Even though coming out as transgender has felt impossibly tough at times, its not 1/1000th as hard as quietly living ashamed of yourself and your feelings every single day. I didn’t realize that I had this wet blanket over my whole life at all times for the last 20 years until it was gone. Accepting myself, being honest with the people I love and choosing not to run from this anymore has allowed me a self-pride and freedom I forgot existed and allowed me to appreciate happiness in my life. Thanks to things like Instagram and Tumblr, I’m also constantly reminded I’m not alone anymore now. When I leave my house, people can think whatever they want about me but I’m finally feeling truly proud of myself and who I am. Feeling whole. And erasing the shame.

PSA!!!

Hey guys! i have some really important news for all of you so i really need your attention right now.

about a day or two ago requested my followers to send fluffy klance prompts to my inbox, and while it has been pretty nice and all, sadly some of the content sent is, as it turns out, offensive and disrespectful to some individuals. i wasn’t aware of this fact, and sadly allowed the ask to be posted. this could be an easy fix if the ask hadn’t of gotten so many notes, but unfortunately it’s gotten out of hand now. (i’m pretty sure it’s almost up to 500 notes now :( )

this is the post i am talking about. someone pointed out how the idea that a disability (such as deafness) needing to be cured in order to achieve a happy relationship is an abliest idea and shouldn’t be tolerated (because this suggests that those who are deaf are “broken” and need to be “fixed”, which isn’t the case at all.)

with that said, i would like to ask anyone who comes across the original post to not reblog it/like it so we can avoid spreading these kinds of ideals in the fandom. i would also like to ask anyone who has reblogged it to go back and delete it off their blog, if they are willing. (i plan to delete the original post as well so people can’t rb it from the source anymore.)

i know none of you meant any ill intentions by sharing the post, and neither did i. however sometimes we can hurt people without meaning to. in order to make things right, we must own up to our mistakes even if our intention wasn’t bad in the first place. i hope you can understand! (please do not take this as me pointing fingers at anyone, i’m the one to be at fault here because i allowed the ask to be posted on my blog, thus giving people the implication that it was okay to allow these type of ideals. if anyone is to blame here, it’s me.)

one final thing i would like to ask, is if you guys could share this post by reblogging it or linking it to anyone you know who rb’d the post so people can see this and be aware of the situation. it would really help out a ton.

thank you for reading this and i hope you have a nice day!

It’s My Birthday After All (M) // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by jaesbum

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Summary: It’s Jaebum’s birthday, so you decide to make him his favourite food - with the promise of more ‘birthday presents’ after. Jaebum comes home; and you’re the only thing on his mind.

Please note that this scenario is rated M for MATURE as it contains scenes of a sexual nature.

Authors note: This was originally a request but I decided to incorporate it to suit today - which is Jaebum’s birthday! So in light of that, I hope you all enjoy this scenario with our sexy best leader - Im Jaebum~ ^^

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Second Chance - Part Four

I will never be able to get over the responses I’ve been getting to this story. If I could, I would hug all of you for your comments, your messages, all of it. I’ve decided I’m gonna try to make Sundays update days, so I have enough time to work on each next chunk the way I really want to, and then so @sannvers has enough time to proofread them. Thank you for your patience, and I hope you like chunk four! Let me know if you’d like to be added to the tag list!

Title: Second Chance

Pairing: Eventual Gaston x Fem!Reader

Rating: T

Words: 6,405

Summary: You try to stop Gaston from shooting the Beast and falling to his death, but you arrive too late to save him. As you sit there, sobbing, the Enchantress overs you a second chance to save him.

Tagging: @i-wished-upon-a-star-one-night @with-a-hint-of-pesto-aioli @hobbithorse19 @leah5684 @princessbelgoof @captainskyline @theoncergames @geeky-girl-394 @were-allstoriesinthe-end084 @brooke-supernatural16 @certainasthesvn @jordyhaley @superlokidwholock @smilesnjh @prongspower @bitchingqueenoferebor @scarletdarkholme @hemmingbaes @bae-kage @areuslow @lovelylpevensie @uknwwhttheysayboutthecrzy1s @moonbeams-and-pie @17gnomes-in-a-trenchcoat @superwholockedrosx @panda-reads-stuff @ultimatetrashlord @elenawrit @the7thsilence @blackxthexbeast @rainwing-galaxy

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Just One Song? [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/N: If you saw my post a while back, you know what this is. I hope you all enjoy this! @memento-scribet here you go, you said you needed some fluff. <3

Warning: MAJOR FLUFF

Song: Ed Sheeran ‘Perfect’

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If their is one thing you cherish, it’s walking in on Jason singing. He never sings around others, always saying it ‘wasn’t good.’ However, he has the most amazing voice. Very few know of this hidden talent, the only others who know this are Alfred and Bruce.

Whenever you come through the door or wake up and hear him, you immediately freeze as to not let him know of your presence. Loving when you can catch him with his back turned and can just watch and listen.

Every time he realizes you were listening he gets embarrassed even though it was beautiful. Whenever you ask him why he doesn’t sing more often it’s always the simple answer of “I just don’t sing around people.” However you think he’s insecure about it. He shouldn’t be though because he has an amazing voice and you don’t hesitate to tell him that.

But you don’t pester, knowing it will only make him agitated. You’re content with just catching him in the act. Your relationship progresses with or without his singing. And soon enough he’s down on one knee while you’re cheering “Yes!” and pulling him to his feet to plant your lips on his.

That’s right you’re engaged to the vigilante. And wedding planning isn’t quite up his alley. So you take care of most things with a friend of yours and Alfred of course, while he’s out taking care of the city. Though it seems like he’s doing some sort of planning himself. He’s been absent during the day and always humming some sort of tune.

You take notice of his fingers being even more calloused than usual and his voice is sometimes scratchy or quieter than normal like he’s losing it. Though, over time his voice returns to normal and his fingers seem to have grown used to the new callouses. Leaving you to think it was just some sort of new training.

After his voice grew normal again and his fingers adjusted he began to pester you to help, saying he’d take care of the band. You were a bit reluctant, thinking it should be a joint decision, but he was so determined about it you gave him the task. Alfred promise to keep an eye on him, but you trusted Jason to make the best choice.

You were so caught up in the planning and dress shopping and cake tasting it was a blur. Before you knew it you were at the rehearsal dinner. Happy to see everyone there, your family & friends, Jay’s family, even some of the league members. Oliver and Dinah were there with Roy, Barry and Iris with Wally, Of course Kori. Plus a few others through Bruce.

You weren’t expecting such a large guest list but Bruce insisted on taking care of any expenses. It was a great rehearsal, but when it was over it was soon time for your friends to swoop you away saying “Can’t see the bride before the wedding”

You laughed at the look on his face, but broke free from your friends. Gave him a quick kiss before returning to them.


It was lonely that night, not being used to sleeping without Jason. Not that you couldn’t sleep either way. It was too exciting, that next afternoon you’d be marrying the love of your life, who could sleep knowing that?

The day was hectic. Primping and plucking through all hours of the day. A friend doing your hair, having denied when asked if you wanted a stylist. You didn’t want anything too out of your normal and your friend knew just what to do.

Then was getting into your dress and making sure everything was perfect. Soon you were left to be on your own for a bit. Your brides maids running to do any last minute checks. Though one brides maid stayed with you, Kori. She stood behind you as you were in awe at how you looked.

“You look gorgeous” She commented, making you turn and smiling at her. “I feel like a princess” lightly touching the fabric. She came and stood next to you, “You look like one”

“I can’t wait to see Jason’s face” she giggled causing you to do the same. “Yeah” breathing out a sigh, lightly swaying to allow dress to sway as well. “I am so happy for the both of you, it is about time something good happen to Jason. You are the best thing to happen to him” she said sentimentally.

“Kori I swear if you make me cry right now I’ll never forgive you” You laughed turning to her. She laughed too before hugging you and whispering, “go get your prince” before turning to leave you to yourself.

Looking back at the mirror you felt so many different feelings: giddiness, nervousness, fear, joy, love. You felt so much love. Remembering what seemed like every memory with Jason in it. Losing yourself in your thoughts before hearing a knock on the door.

“Come in” you called. Your mother came in and smiled widely at the sight of you. Tears threatening her eyes, “You look so beautiful sweetheart” making you grin wider. “I feel beautiful” looking back at the mirror. She hugged you before saying “Okay before I cry, it’s time dear” gesturing for you to come.

Taking a deep breath you followed, lining up behind your brides maids. Plus the flower girl and ring bearer, Lian looking adorable in her flower girl dress and your brother’s son wearing a tiny tux. 

It was just perfect.

But not as perfect as Jason’s reaction upon seeing you. The boy couldn’t breath, so many tears he almost made you cry. This was probably most people’s first time seeing his soft side. He couldn’t believe how gorgeous you looked, it was like an angel.

As the ceremony went on you both couldn’t help but continually look at the other. When it came to the vows, Jason did make you cry. His words were the most beautiful thing you’d ever heard. And he felt the same way about yours.

Finally you got to say your ‘I do’s and it didn’t take Jason more than a millisecond to kiss you when told. He dipped you and everything.


The reception was the next thing. It was beautiful, in the back of the Manor in the gardens. You and Jason had your first dance as Mr. & Mrs. Todd. You danced with your father, and Bruce, and all of Jason’s brothers. Including yours and many of your other family members.

You listened to the stories your best friend/maid of honor had of you and the many hilarious stories Roy had as Jason’s best man. It was amazing and you couldn’t think of anything to make it better. But it somehow managed too.

Talking to one of your aunts you were soon interrupted by a microphone back firing. “Whoops sorry about that” You heard Jason’s voice say before a laugh. “I uh, I have a surprise for someone tonight. [F/n] you always ask me to sing for you and I never do it ever because I’m a bit nervous about it. But tonight’s special and we both overcame many fears today, so what’s one more? This is for you babe, I love you” he said before putting a microphone in his ear and beginning to strum on a guitar, a song you know all to well. The first time you listened to it, it almost brought you to tears. ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran.

Hearing the guitar now explained the new callouses he obtained, and when he started singing it explained his sore voice from before. His usual voice was even more beautiful, obviously having taken lessons.

Making your way to the front upon hearing the first lyrics. 

“I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you’re holding mine”

Stopping upon reaching the front of the crowd. Covering your face before uncovering your eyes. In a way that it covered your nose and mouth only.

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight”

He sang while coming off the stage, and pulling your hands away from your face to see your smile. The band taking over with the music as he continued. 

“Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes”

Your heart melting at the third and fourth line. He cupped your face during those lines before taking your hands and pulling you to dance while he sung to you.

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight“

Waltzing around the empty dance floor in what felt like an empty world with only the two of you in it. A smile on both your faces as the band played during a instrumental portion of the song. Jason rested his forehead against yours and you closed your eyes. 

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect, I don’t deserve this
You look perfect tonight“

He slowed you to a stop on the second to last line. Leaving you to stare into the others eyes as the song drew to a close. You cupped his face and kissed him as the violins ended the song. What seemed to feel like a romance movie moment.

Pulling away you grinned widely as his lips matched yours. Ignoring the applause from everyone and hearing multiple people, including his brothers, asking “Did you know he could sing?”

Though Alfred and Bruce just smiled contently at the scene, knowing full well what Jason was up to. Who do you think got him the singing, guitar, and waltz lessons?

It was a perfect end to the perfect night.


Bonus (After Honeymoon):

You walked out of the bathroom having ran in there after getting home from work. Jason just figured you really had to use the bathroom, having not seen the bag in your hands.

“Uhm, hey Jay?” You called, making him look at you from where he was seated on the couch. Reading a new novel he got on your vacation. “Yeah Mrs. Todd?” he grinned, you’d been home from your honeymoon for a few months and that still made you tingle.

“You remember the song you sang to me?”

One of his eyebrows raised and he smiled saying, “Yeeess?”

“Well their was a verse that read ‘To carry love, to carry children of our own.’ Remember?” You reminded and he nodded confused as to where you were going with this.

“Weeelll.” Taking the three sticks from behind your back. “The line got what it wanted” presenting the three positive pregnancy tests.

His eyes widened as he rushed over to see the items. “Oh my god” he whispered. “We’re going to be..?? I’m going to be..?” looking at you shock on his face

“A father! An awesome, amazing father!” you smiled widely. He showed a beaming smile before sweeping you into a hug and spinning you around. Then putting you down and pulling you into a deep loving kiss. “We’re going to be parents” he placed a hand on your stomach his eyes diverting there before returning to yours. 

You nodded as he just kissed you again.

You know what they say: First comes love. Then comes marriage. And well you know the rest.

Things We Don’t Say

Summary: At the age of 23, Adrien thought he was pretty independent finally living separately from his father. He had his job, friends and Marinette to whom he still hadn’t confessed after years of silently loving. Then one night a phone call changes everything. A forced, “you don’t really have an option if you value your life” marriage to a childhood friend whom he hadn’t seen in years or prove that you have your own fiancée until the sun goes down. Marinette will help him. That’s what best friends are for, right?

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She shouldn’t be home yet - Adrien thought but decided to knock first anyway. No one opened.

“So far so good,” he whispered to himself and pulled out his own key. The blond poked in his head first before entering and looked around. The space was desolated.

“Marinette?” he called her name just to make sure he was there alone. Receiving no answer, Adrien grinned to himself.

Great. I have a few hours then.

The young man carefully put a few bags and a bouquet of flowers on the floor and was about to take his shoes off when an overexcited dog appeared out of nowhere and knocked him down.

“Hey, Tikki.” Adrien couldn’t stop laughing as he tried his hardest to prevent the invader from licking his face all over. It’s not that he didn’t enjoy her affection because he did. A lot. However, today he had to look perfect. No messy hairstyles and sloppy drool on his jaw allowed.

“There, there, girl,” he petted the puppy. “I am happy to see you too! Really, really happy. Now let me go, please.”

Tikki, a one-year-old ginger cocker spaniel, stepped back and gave Adrien a chance to get up.

“Today is the big day, girl,” the blond said once on his feet. “Today I’m finally going to tell your mommy the truth.”

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So i decided to take the plunge and got a Hazbin hotel tattoo. Now before you go shouting at me that im a idiot. let me explain

You see, for so long i never did art because i was always ashamed of it and would always say “oh i cant even draw a straight line.” After discovering @vivziepop something ignited. Watching her animations and drawings started the fire inside me to do art. It gave me the boost to actually start drawing, And im so happy i did. sure im not the best, nor will i ever be, however, i am still trying and wanting to improve. Vivziepop gave me a passion that i am so thankful for.

Not only did it spark my artistic passion, it allowed me to connect with people i would have never met otherwise. I have made some amazing friends who are the best in the world ( @zpheadcanons , @sharp-tone , @jazzakid , @dankmeemlord@zoophobianexus , @cricketschirp , @seab-the-dog , @terry-skeleton , @alexlememe     and many more)

You may say “well what if you leave the fandom” its not about the fandom itself. its about viv sparking the fire inside me to do art, for allowing me to meet some of the best people i have ever met.

now Know this wasn’t something i decided to get on a whim, i had been planning and deciding this for months on end. I had been debating if it was a good idea or if it was something stupid. In the end, i decided to do it, and i love it.

So yes, this tattoo has personal meaning to me that is very important, and yes i know its a permanent thing. 

After losing my great grandmother, uncle, and finally my dad all in the same year, i will honestly say viv and the people i have gotten the chance to meet and know have saved my life ( yeah i know that term is used all the time, but i genuinely mean it. ive had the pill bottle tipped to my lips many a times.) So something like this is a huge deal for me, and i wanted to show just how thankful i am to @vivziepop , my friends, and all the other wonderful people i have met. 

I know i will still get people saying how im an idiot, or ive ruined my life, and thats fine. i udnerstand.

Now, with that all being said, I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful new year ( or did if you see it afterwards) and lets all hope 2017 is a bit nicer. Razor out.

A Night Out

Cho Chang was sipping her Martini in the corner of the café. “I love this place. Never thought I’d say this but Blaise Zabini made a fantastic and much needed safe space. It has a much better vibe than most wizarding pubs.”

Though ‘The Liar’ had more muggle than magical customers, the concealment charms were done so well witches and wizard could walk and talk freely without any risk of exposure. There was even an enchantment in place to notify magical folk if someone knew about the wizarding world or not, making it a lot easier to flirt without falling on your face, which was useful since this was the only place in Britain where queer witches and wizards could try to court muggles or each other without the risk of being outed.

If you didn’t have someone’s permission to mention they were queer to people outside of the pub, then you couldn’t bring it up. It was physically impossible, a trick Draco Malfoy had learned during his career as death eater. Every time he woke up because of a nightmare, bathing in cold sweat, he thought about how he’d used his teenage mistakes to create a safe place for lgbt people like him with one of Voldemort’s favorite spells, and then he could relax again.

“I agree. In most pubs everyone keeps looking at me like ‘Oh, there’s the bitch that abandoned our saviour, how dare she show her face in public.’ Like, have they ever even thought that there might have been a reason I left Harry that wasn’t self-centered and awful?” Ginny took a sip of her wiskey. Since she’d become a mom free nights like this had become way to sparse for her liking, so she made good use of them when the opportunity presented itself.

Cho nodded in agreement. “Last week I was at the leaky cauldron, and some middle aged wizard actually came up to me, saying 'I’m so sorry for your loss, Cedric was a wonderful and gifted boy’, like, yes I miss him, but am I supposed to mourn about him 24/7? Am I not allowed to smile and be happy? It’s not that I don’t care about his death but it’s been fifteen years! I never opted to be the national face of mourning lovers!” She chucked back her drink and let out a frustrated sigh.

“Anyone need a refill?” Oh, if her mother could see her now. Molly would jump out of her skin.

“Evening Malfoy, haven’t seen you here in ages. And a vodka tonic since you’re asking.”

“Pans, get us some shots will you?” Malfoy sat down next to Ginny with a dramatic sigh.“That ex-husband of yours will be the death of me Weasley, I swear to Merlin.”

“Don’t offer drinks if you’re not getting them yourself, you idiot.” But Pansy went to fetch them anyway. She knew how tired and worn out Draco’s job made him, and his nights off were even more scarce than Ginny’s.

“Sorry love, tough day at work. Can’t be bothered.” He let his head rest on Ginny’s shoulder. Only three years ago they’d met for the first time since the war, but with both of them being recently divorced and queer in a homophobic society they had gotten over their differences quicker than expected.

“Not introducing me now, are we? How rude.” A tall blue haired woman in a tailored red suit approached their table.

“Ginny, Cho, meet Gabrielle. Gabrielle, meet Ginny and Cho. She’s the new Hogwarts nurse and a pain in the butt. Wouldn’t get too cozy with her.”

Ginny didn’t respond. The hair, the combat boots, the long row of piercings in her left ear, the suit. This was her. This was her dream girl. Damn.

The woman unapologetically moved first over Draco and then over Ginny, flopping down in the corner of the booth. Pansy came back with a tray full of vodka shots and began a rapid conversation in Chinese with Cho. Judging by the tone of her voice it was gossip.

Normally Ginny hated it when they locked her out of conversations like that, but the impression of the clad-in-red ass was too fresh in her memory, rendering her unable to think of anything but that. Anything but butt.

“Well Gin. Long time no see eh? Last time we met was at my sister’s wedding I think?” Ginny looked at her with new eyes. Of course. That Gabrielle. Gabrielle Delacour. She hadn’t recognized her since she now had short hair and a lean, mature body.

“Je crois que tu as réduit Ginny au silence, Gab. Félicitations, ça n'était jamais arrivé avant, même quand elle m'a vu avec Pansy dans un bar gay à Paris.” Noted Draco.

“Honnêtement, avec un corps pareil je me fiche pas mal de son silence.” Gabrielle let her eyes roam the redhead’s body for a bit, before downing her first shot and extending her hand.

“I believe new introductions are in order. It has been way too long since that wedding.” Stunned, Ginny shook her hand. There was a firm grip from both parties despite the fact that Ginny felt like she could die right there on the spot. She’d thought Fleur was beautiful, but the suit and bright blue hair dye of her sister made her feel things she’d never experienced before. Things she didn’t even know she could feel. Damn.

After another round of shots Ginny could still only listen to the woman sitting next to her, still a bit too dazed to form a full sentence. It was probably the veela blood in her veins. It had to be.

“While Ginny’s still searching for her tongue, I have to ask Draco, how exactly is Harry going to be the death of you?” Cho was usually the quieter one, but she’d downed a few drinks and could now almost outdo Pansy when it came to gossip. They were a good couple, Chang and Parkinson.

“How not is a better question. He came into my classroom three times before lunch, three times! I think even my least intelligent students are starting to notice how often their defence professor has potion related questions now. I even confiscated a betting list. Three sickels if 'Drarry’ becomes 'canon’ before the end of the year.” Draco stressed Drarry and canon with greatly exaggerated air bunnies. “I don’t even know what canon means, but if I guessed it right about half of my sixth years are going to lose some serious money if me and that idiot don’t snog before June.”

“Oh quit your whining Draco, it’s not like you don’t want 'Drarry’ to be 'canon’ or something.” Gabrielle grinned at him, looking way to smug for Draco’s liking.

He let out a deep sigh. Yes, of course he wanted to snog Potter senseless sometimes, but the messy haired man didn’t seem to grasp the seriousness of the situation. The school board already wasn’t happy with Draco as a head of House and potions professor, and turning the saviour into an unnatural, disgusting homofile could very well be the last nail in his coffin. Even if he was the only Slytherin teacher and the snakes would therefore be left without guidance if he was fired.

The needs of his students were much more important than his need to be loved. Need to be loved, ulgh. Since when did I become so sappy? Sappy for Potter of all people.

“I think Harry knows exactly what he’s doing. Or not exactly, obviously. I mean we’re still talking about Harry here, but he knows the complications of a possible relationship. He wants to use his fame for something good, something noble.” Ginny had found her tongue back, apparently. She’d also made quick use of the situation when Draco lifted his head off her shoulder by leaning into Gabrielle. Inch by inch they were drifting more towards each other, like slow working magnets.

So you’re saying he just wants to fuck me to make wizarding Britain less homophobic? Should’ve seen that one coming.”

“Draco! Don’t say stuff like that! If Harry is really going to use you I will personally knock him of his high horse and tell him he can’t treat people that way. But I won’t have to because he’s genuinely interested, and he doesn’t use people. That’s just not how he is. Get over it Malfoy, you just turned into a lovable person.” Ginny looked at him with fire in her eyes. Try to disagree with me and I will fight you, they seemed to say.

“Drarry? Is that how the kids are calling it these days?” Gabrielle snorted, removing the sudden serious atmosphere out of the conversation. “I’m sure I could think of a better couple name for the two of you.”

Draco muttered something that sounded like ‘This is exactly why I didn’t want to bring Gabrielle with me’, but other than that he responded by dropping his head on the table with a loud thud.

“Ah, look! He’s embarrassed!” Ginny upright laughed at him while slamming her hand on the table. Smooth as fuck Gabrielle “supported” Ginny’s laughter by putting an arm around her muscled waist.

“What about Malpot?”

“Or Potfoy!”

Suddenly Pansy grew serious. “Guys. Guys. Guys. Hear this. Harky.” Cho nearly choked on her drink.

“No, no, no, no, no. Listen. It should totally be Draky.”

“Aaaand…. I’m leaving.” Draco got to his feet and dramatically swung his cloak over his shoulder. “At least Harry and I have a ship name that sound better than Gabinny.”

“Oi! At least Ginny and I do more than awkwardly talk about potions.” Gabrielle put another arm around Ginny’s waist and pulled her on her lap. “Can’t say that about you two.”

“Can’t say what about who?”

Draco turned on the spot.

And was met with a pair of emerald green eyes.


Translation of the french lines (provided by the lovely @jk-destroyed-our-best-gay-ships ):

“I think you rendered Gin speechless Gab. Congratulations, that has never happened before, not even when she first saw pansy and me in that Gay club in Paris.”

“Well, with a body like that I sure don’t mind her silent to be honest”

This one shot is for @sappypotter because she was feeling down. Hope things get better soon!

I have been undone by the greatness of what I felt. How can a tv show affect people so deeply? It’s just a tv show… and yet, it isn’t. This kind of impact is the peculiar effect that works of art have on our minds and hearts - and that is what Black Sails is: a work of art, a work of contemporary art. 

I cannot begin to say how much this journey has meant to me. As I watched the series finale, at one point I realised something that I’ve known all along: what I’ve seen in, what I’ve discovered through, what I’ve felt for Black Sails have changed my life, so to speak. It’s not about the stories and characters in and of themselves, but it’s about the deep humanity of it all. There is everything a human soul can feel: all kinds of love, all kinds of rage, all kinds of hate, all kinds of despair, all kinds of ambitions, all kinds of hope, all kinds of dreams, all kinds of failure, all kinds of obsessions… I can think of very few other works of narrative that have done quite so much. Very few, and none in this way.

Because Black Sails to me has been all consuming, all encompassing, a visceral experience. I have never been able to watch it in the casual way I watch many other shows. Every episode, from the very start, has always been such a powerful experience that never left me indifferent, that left its marks upon my mind.

It’s hard for me to feel alive, sometimes. It has always been so, it’s a state of emotion that goes way way back to childhood. It’s just what it is. I constantly need to feel strong emotions, to make sure that I am all still here, and not just my body, not just an empty shell. To truly feel alive, I need to feel burnt and pinched, I need to feel the discomfort of feeling too much all at once. And Black Sails helped me. Black Sails gave me that. Every time I’ve felt down, it has always helped me defeat my biggest enemy, my greatest fear, my worst nightmare: numbness. It has rekindled the fire in my eyes every time it got threatened to be put out. I will be forever thankful to have had this.

I could go on and on about how great Black Sails is, how important its approach to diversity, sexuality and other important themes is, how masterfully created and perfectly executed… But we already know all about it. Instead, I’ll keep this short and say that I am grateful that I was allowed to witness these stories come alive for all of us, and that I am incredibly happy that I got to share this wonderful, unprecedented and intense journey with so many beautiful, kind, smart, creative people. Sharing it with you has made this whole thing even more powerful. 

To all the times we’ve sailed together, and all the times we’ll sail again - because our adventures are not over. 

anonymous asked:

Gillian and peter Morgan have been each other's dates since September and the press are calling them a couple yet you post about Gillovny? Have some respect for Gillian by not dismissing the man she *is* dating.

Okay, first of all, Gillian has yet to comment on who she is dating. Second of all, if she is dating PM, good for her and I hope she’s happy. That’s what’s most important.

However, regardless of who she may or may not be dating, I’m always going to post about gillovny. Because to me, gillovny is David and Gillian’s chemistry, camaraderie, and love, which they both have PUBLICLY acknowledged on MULTIPLE occasions, and that makes me happy. They worked so hard to get to this point and I am allowed to bask in it.

 If you have a problem with that, bye Felicia.

Preferences .002: What They’re Like When You’re A Total Bad-Ass [ Star Wars (TFA) & Original Cast ]

Characters: Poe Dameron, Rey (Skywalker), Finn, Luke, Leia, Han

Fandom: Star Wars


Poe: 

- Completely shocked. 

- Whispers “Holy shit.” under his breath

- Smiles really widely and he’s asking, “Did you really just do that?!”

- Still in disbelief. Like, how could anybody do something as cool as that

- Honestly, if he was on Earth he’d start calling you Black Widow; because what you did was straight out of a Marvel movie.


Rey:

- Super proud.

- She smiles really big, and she walks over to you. 

- “Did you just do that?”

- “Yep.”

- She still has her perfect smile, and blushing cheeks: “Could you do that again?”

- “If another Storm Trooper comes at me, then yeah.”


Finn:

- Raised eyebrows, and wide eyes.

- “… What just happened- I mean, how, I mean when did-?”

- You just pat his shoulder. “Hey, I’ll teach you later. As for now-” You bad-ass your way through Storm Troopers. “-We gotta save the galaxy.”

- Still thinking about how you just did that. “… Okay. But, you can teach me some pointers now, right?”


Luke:

- “Why didn’t you tell me you could do that?”

- “Why would I bring it up?”

- Raised eyebrows.

- Stands back, hands up defensively, and allows you to beat the shit out of the enemies.


Leia:

- “Well, that wasn’t too bad.”

- “You kidding, Organa? Did you not just see that?! I am amazing.”

- Crossed arms. “I’ve seen better.”

- “That’s a lie. You just don’t want to admit that you’re not the bad-ass in the relationship.”

- “We’re both equally bad-ass. Happy?”

- Gives you a quick kiss on the cheek whenever you don’t end up breaking your neck when you work your magic.


Han:

- He thinks it’s hot asf.

- Because you kicked ass and it shows that you’re a huge-ass threat to Vader. 

- Aaand also because you looked good while doing it.

- “Could you do that again?”

- Never gets tired of you thigh choking an enemy, that’s for sure.


Note: Clearly…………. I just watched ‘The Last Jedi’ trailer and I’m pumped as hell for the new SW movie. BTW, by a bad-ass moment I totally mean you doing something like Black Widow. She’s so fucking cool!

Kishou-san, please stop making my heart do somersaults with your voice. Especially with that ‘I wanna stay together…’ part.

My Soukoku-shipping heart can’t stop relating Mamo wearing a ridiculous hat to Chuuya.

(In case you don’t know, Miyano Mamoru is Dazai Osamu’s voice actor. Taniyama Kishou is Nakahara Chuuya’s voice actor.)

So I found this clip in my hard disk today. I can’t remember where I downloaded it, heck, I can’t remember when I downloaded it, but it made me laugh so much I just had to share. If any of you know the source, please tell me so I can credit and ask for permission.

And I don’t know which event this is from. They mentioned Tsukimori Len and Kaji Aoi, Kishou and Mamo’s characters in La Corda d’Oro, so I’m guessing this is from a Corda event. It’s most probably the live voice-acting part of the event (I think there’s a proper name for it, but I can’t remember). Judging from Mamo’s hair (lol), this must’ve taken place quite some time ago.

I know nothing about the Corda series other than the aforementioned guys, so I don’t know who the other seiyuus are. I tried looking up the characters to figure out who they are but there were so many characters I went cross-eyed. If any of you know the seiyuus, please tell me so I can include their names in the translation.

Translation by me under the cut. It may not be completely accurate, so yeah.

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