and i didn't get to meet him

zirta  asked:

OMG I've just realized that we still have to see how Jimmy/Saul meets Whirpool guy! Who do you think is gonna disappear? Kim? Nacho? :O

Actually it’s a vacuum repairman :y and yeah, I’ve been waiting for him since season one! I’m hoping Nacho can escape Gus/the Salamancas w/ a new identity. I don’t think Kim will have to get a new identity, or would want to. She makes better decisions than the rest of the cast and she DEFINITELY WOULDN’T get involved w/ the cartel in any way. At least I hope she doesn’t!!!

Hello yes my heart is ready to be taken

Thranduil  drinks to numb his body, for it is constantly in agony.

The aches of Mirkwood creep into his soul, as his fea is connected to the woods, his magic like a shield enveloping the darkening forest. As it ails and sickens, so does Thranduil. And the pain is unbearable.

The spiders and their poison are like a searing hot venom to his body, their webs and nest consuming his trees are like pins and needles shattering his bones. All they touch crumbles and decays. So why should Thranduil’s body not do the same (when the dwarves arrive in the woods, when he captures Thorin, the King Under the Mountain thinks his scars are acquired just from his battles with the dragons. But in reality, Thranduil is falling apart).

Somedays he cannot leave bed, others he stumbles on his throne.

On his worse days, his nose bleeds, his body aches, his head pounds, and he wakes up with advisors and guards ushering him to the healing wing.

Because his pain is both mental and physical, he finds the numbing effect of alcohol to be quite beneficial.

It helped after the death of his wife, before the aches began. Helped him sway away the image of her dead body from his head, helped expel her ghostly figure—brown skin and dark hair, bright eyes and gentle lips—from beside him.

The warm drink brightened his mood just enough so that he could get through a council meeting. It was small at first—a glass of wine a day for one meeting, and perhaps two for another.

And then the aches, they came. Disorienting and agonizing, excruciating, they came. And as the woods died, so did he.

So he began to drink excessively (not quite an alcoholic, not yet at least).

He makes the wine strong, and soon Mirkwood is notorious for its potent alcohol. All thanks to their ailing king.

Yet it fixes very little. Only hazes his mind, muddles it enough to get him through kingly duties.

Other elves regard him as a drunk. Galadriel calls it irresponsible and is glad for his absence in the White Council (and he scoffs at her, for she has never seen what he has, and never felt what he has, not hiding behind realms and rings. He supposes, that’s why Elrond says nothing of the matter).  

His people regard him as a dying elf, a proud king clinging on to his crown for the good of his Kingdom.

As expected, he becomes addicted.

A cup or bottle in his palm; a platter beside his throne, a waterskin on his horse. But he is a king none the less, and the greatest left in Middle Earth.

No one judges his behavior—no one who knows him that is. Not when he blushes from the effects of his alcohol, nor when he passes out on the floor, laughing, after a successful council meeting, with Legolas dragging him out.

Their king drinks because he is hurting. Their king drinks because he is dying.

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six of crows | nina and matthias

He buried his face in her hair. She felt his lips move against her ear when he said, “I never want to see you like this again.”

“Do you mean the dress or the cell?

A laugh shook him. “Definitely the cell.” Then he cupped her face in his hands. “Jer molle pe oonet. Enel mörd je nej afva trohem verretn.”

Nina swallowed hard. She remembered those words and what they truly meant. (…) It was the vow of the drüskelle to Fjerda. And now it was Matthias’ promise to her.

how bangtan members relieve stress
  • Namjoon: goes to the roof of their building, puts in earbuds, and acts out music videos to songs he listens to
  • Yoongi: sleeps or produces
  • Jimin: he has no idea how to relieve stress since he can’t stress-eat so it all just kind of builds (but then says he’ll start relieving his stress by hitting Hobi)
  • Jungkook: he doesn’t know when he’s stressed or not??? (to which Jimin says this is why Jungkook is everyone’s enemy damn son)
  • Tae: used to meet up with his old friends and talk to them about their lives and his problems but is too busy so he just calls now
  • Hobi: also sleeps but looks at their collections of toys (probs his bearbricks) and that calms him somehow because they’re organized nicely???
  • Jin: doesn’t get stressed, or if he does he gets over it after five minutes (Hobi is jealous of this) (x)

anonymous asked:

I saw your post about the men in your family being hoes and it reminded me of a story... I met this cute guy on my way to work, talked the whole bus ride and exchanged numbers so we kept talking and decided to meet up, went to dinner then went back to his place and we had sex then a few weeks later I get a phone call of a woman telling me to leave her man alone so I didn't argue, I called him and called it off. Went home and he was talking to my dad and laughing, turns out he's my uncle

FOR FUCK SAKE

Wait so you’ve never met your uncle before? Then he shows up at your house after you’ve had sex…

If this is false then you’re a EDIAT and if it’s real then it’s MAD SICK ANGRY BAD find a way to cleanse yourself because I’d be depressed as shit if I was you!

Imagine: Cass gets protective when you, (reader/girlfriend), get threatened by one of the British Men of Letters. BAMF Castiel makes me all tingly, so I’m in for smut if you want to write it. ;)


Cass, please, wherever you are, have your prayer ears on… I don’t know what this pommy prick has in store, but you gotta get here soo-AHHHH!” My prayer was cut off by the high pitched scream that erupted from my throat and burst past my lips.
“Gotta have a few cuts to show I mean business.” The slimy Englishman said, wiping my blood off the knife.
“Whatever your plan is, it won’t work. They’re not stupid enough to buy into it.” I spat, breathing in short breaths through clenched teeth.
“I’m counting on their stupidity, love. Especially the angel’s.” He said, turning his head skywards, “Better get here quick, Castiel, or you’ll be collecting your special friend piece by piece.” And as if to prove his point he swung his arm back, ready to swipe the blade across my skin. I clenched my eyes tight and braced for the pain, but it didn’t come. I peeked through the slit of my eyelids, then blinked my eyes open.
“Cut her again, and you’ll be the one in pieces.” Castiel growled, holding the Englishman’s wrist. Dean and Sam rounded the archway of the room, guns trained on my captor.
“You’re an angel of the lord, you wouldn’t.” The man challenged.
“Darlin’, you alright?” Dean asked over his shoulder as Sam made his way towards the Brit, taking him from Cass.
“Do you really want to test me?” The angel asked, narrowing his eyes at the simple human.
“What were you planning to do with her, huh? Trade her back at a price?” Dean questioned, before hitting the guy across the face as he opened his mouth to answer. Sam had handcuffs on the Brit and was leading him towards the door before more could be done.
“You okay?” Cass asked, his voice gravelly but much softer than before. I nodded, but winced when he cut the rope from around my wrist. He crouched between my legs and looked up into my eyes.
“I’m so sorry you ever had to go through that.” He said sincerely as he touched my forehead with two fingers. The warmth of his grace rolled through me and healed the cuts and bruises.
“It’s part of the job.” I offered, quickly continuing as he opened his mouth, “and so are you, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I smiled down on his unsure features, pulling him up to me by his tie. He paused in front of my face, inches from my lips.
“What if he’d done more than…” Cass asked, I could hear the fear in his tone, the way his voice wavered. I shook the thought of death far from my mind, focusing on the blues of his eyes, the small flecks of hazel nearest the iris.
“But he didn't…I was the one stupid enough to get nabbed.” I sighed heavily and looked back up when he lifted my chin. “Kiss me” I whispered, reaching forward, meeting his chapped lips with mine. It was like a renewal of faith, he filled with confidence and understanding and compassion.
“If you’ll excuse me, I have my girlfriends’ pride to defend.” He said, kissing me once again before standing up and leaving the room.

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anonymous asked:

Shiro/reader in which the reader fought him in the ring but Shiro let them live. In retribution the druids cut his arm off. The reader meets him again after they escape and come to apologize to him.

You didn't expect to be stranded on a random planet with your ragtag group of escapees from the Glara prison, but here you are, kicking the side of the escape pod in frustration when the engine splutters and dies once again.

“Do we have a distress beacon?” A rather frail looking alien asks one of the others who, with their multiple arms, is pushing buttons frantically.

“I’m not sure, I can’t understand half of this.” They sigh, continuing their attempts to get anything on the ship working.

After a few more minutes of staring dumbfounded at complicated wiring inside the ship, you sigh heavily and with some difficulty, you screw the panel back on and exit, sitting with a small alien who had been watching the efforts, too weak to help out.

Eventually, two of the three others gave up as well, all of you sitting and staring at the barren landscape. A loud whirring sound came from behind you and it causes you all to jump, the multiple armed alien emerges with a huge grin on their face. 

“Guess who just put on a distress signal!” They beam and the whole group sighs in relief.

—————–

It’s not long before a large castle ship landed a small distance away. There were six people who emerged and introduced themselves as the paladins of Voltron and princess Allura of Altea.

They took all of you into the ship, helping you all into the castle and into the healing pods. While you were moving through the halls you were curious about why the black paladin had seemed to avoid the group completely.

—————–

You felt refreshed and happy when you emerged. With a blanket wrapped around you, you looked up at the paladins who were talking to the other former prisoners. You looked at the black paladin and something clicked in your mind, and you remembered where you had seen him before.

You were tired and bruised, tears falling as you shuddered in the line of terrified aliens. The guard at the doorway pointed the sword at you and you felt your heart drop. You shook as they forced you forward into the arena, clutching the sword to your chest as if when you let go you would disappear. You would have wanted that more than this.

You had heard of “champion” before, stories of the ruthless killer and when he stepped out in front of you every part of you being screamed for you to run, but as the doors closed around you there was nowhere to go. The crowd around you cheered and hollered at the sight of you both and tears continued to stream from your eyes. You didn’t want to die. Not now. But you didn’t want to kill either.

You were snapped from your thoughts when you felt a hand on your shoulder. It was the black paladin, the champion. You asked him what happened to him, and why he didn’t kill you. And he told you everything. You were crying by the end, you couldn’t help it. He had gone through so much more pain just because you were a coward.

“I’m sorry.” You sob as he embraces you.

“It’s fine. I’m just glad you’re alive.”

I love how this episode finally showed us how much of an unreliable narrator Yuri has been like… The first ep we saw showed him last year chickening out in front of Victor and running away, thinking he’d spoiled his chance to meet his idol. Then this episode comes out and it’s like…. boy no you got drunk, had a dance off that included mostly-nude pole dancing, then begged Victor to coach you as he flat out fell for you like Russian Icarus getting too close to the light in your eyes

Ron decides to "accidentally" run into Hermione upon hearing she's engaged to Draco
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b>Ron:</b> Hermione! Wow, imagine seeing you here of all places.<p/><b>Hermione clearly at a business dinner with colleagues:</b> Hello Ronald, how are you?<p/><b>Ron:</b> Good, good...so I hear you're taking the plunge. That's...great. I just wish you'd have chosen a better ma-<p/><b>Hermione:</b> Listen, now is not the time for this, I'm busy.<p/><b>Ron:</b> sure, sure but I mean why did you choose Draco over me?<p/><b>Hermione to her colleagues:</b> excuse me<p/><b>Hermione stands dragging Ron to out of the restaurant and says silencio after being sure no one saw them walk into an alley:</b> Ronald Weasley! I was in the middle of a very important business meeting! This was extremely disrespectful, and you know exactly why I "chose" Draco over you. Unlike you he knew my worth, he didn't assume I was his, he pursued me as a man should have done. Where you were a coward and a moron he was brave and brooding. I am marrying Draco, you had your chance years back when we were in hogwarts. <p/><b>Ron:</b> I'm so sorr-<p/><b>Hermione:</b> No Ronald, you listen to me, I am marrying this man. I love him, and he loves me. You don't get to just sweep in when you realize someone else noticed me. I am not your back up plan, second choice, or even your friend.<p/></p><p/></p>

Happy birthday to Nacchan~! 🎉

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“Smiles have all sorts of meanings. Merry smiles, happy smiles, sad smiles, and pained smiles. But I believe all smiles lead to happiness.“ 

- Natsuki Shinomiya (MLLS Episode 7)

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Words describing Natsuki: relaxed, gentle, affectionate, perceptive, adorable, patient, volatile

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Basic info:

Height: 186cm

Weight: 70 kilos 

Blood type: AB

Birthday: June 9th

Zodiac: Gemini ♊️

Instrument: Viola

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“So warm… This might as well be a continuing dream. In order to feel you like this, I will love you more and more.”

-Natsuki Shinomiya, Repeat Love


Natsuki’s Aesthetics 

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Natsuki has a little teddy which was his first gift as a child. He still sleeps with it when he feels afraid 

Syo once gave him a fedora. He wore it for a month straight, embarrassing the ochibi

He has a strong build but he’s unaware of that one fact when he decides to smother someone with love and hugs. 

At his home, there is this apple tree that he always has a picnic under. The scent of apple blossoms with tea and baked goods is the scent of home to him

He spent a lot of time reading mythology and astronomy books. The only kinds of books he doesn’t read are cookbooks 

He likes to go tea tasting with Camus. The two of them enjoy desserts together. Natsuki is also knowledgeable about herbs. 

His favourite shows are the kiddy ones because of his love for cute things. He tries to get Syo to watch them (which pisses him) and Syo in return tries to get Natsuki into manlier shows.

Hogwarts house is Hufflepuff

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“If I’m with you, I can soar in a dream!

Tied tightly together, our phrase sings of love!

That’s right, I sing for your sake

Because I can meet you, I’m waiting upon the moon…”

-Natsuki Shinomiya, Southern Cross Waltz

anonymous asked:

For the sibling au: what if one time isak and evens sibling went to a party and got really drunk and because isak doesn't want to go home like this, he sleeps over at his friends house. When they're getting ready to go to sleep, isak gets up again just to go for a pee and on the way from the toilet to his friends room he meets even who got woken up by him making a lot of noises (like goddamn isak didn't see where this wall came from, it wasn't there before) Part 1

Part 2 and isaks heart I racing and everything is moving and he can’t focus because he is very drunk and also because even, just in a white shirt and his boxers, looks incredibly cute with his tousled hair and the sleepy but also confused look on his face

ahhhhh and evens like “youre still up?” and isak puts his hands in the pocket of his sweatpants,trying to act cool and stay steady, and hes like “i had to use the toilet… sorry if i woke you” and even shakes his head a little ,”its okay. but,” and he smirks, his eyes suddenly light up “since we’re both up.. wanna watch some shitty tv?” and isaks heart skips a beat and inside his head he’s like whattttthefuckkkk! but he just shrugs, “okay” so they go into evens room which, okay, isak thought they were gonna use the living room, he’s totally not freaking out or anything, and even gets the tv remote and slips under the blankets and looks at isak, nodding him over and isak hesitates but his legs are moving forward and once he’s in evens bed his thoughts are fuzzy and he hears his blood rushing. then even turns on the tv and they end up watching some late show thats really bad, it hurts to watch, and well isak barely does bc all he can think about is even’s closeness and his body’s warmth and he’s trying so hard to not touch evens arm but then of course even elbows him softly in his upper arm, his voice barely over a whisper, “u know what could make this better?” and shit his face is so close and for a second isak thinks theyre gonna kiss but then even is getting out of bed and leaving the room and isaks like “???this did not make it better, wth?” and he’s confused but then after a minute even is walking back with a box of icecream and two spoons and sits next to isak again, and the cold running down isaks throat sobers him a little but his heart is still racing bc he can feel even everywhere, he smells his scent and the room is dark except the tv’s lights and it feels so cozy and soft and then evens hand is reaching over to isak with a spoonful of icecream, “you have to try this flavor” and he’s feeding isak and isak almost forgets how to swallow ,his cheeks burning under even’s gaze but then he manages, and hums happily bc damn, it really is a nice taste, and he thinks “his lips must be even sweeter” and he catches himself looking at evens lips and then he watches as they quirk up and even is smiling shyly and then isak drops his gaze and continues eating the icecream silently, and even makes a comment about the show and isak almost chokes from laughing and its either bc he’s still a lil drunk or well, u know, everything ur crush says is 10 times funnier than it actually is, and even is trying shush him to not wake up the others and his hand is also on isaks back, soothing and helping him calm down his coughs and suddenly isak forgets theyre not a thing and this doesnt happen every night, so he just. lets himself relax for the first time since he stepped into the room and even seems to copy, his shoulders dropping too and theyre laughing as silently as they can and even’s hand doesnt leave isaks back, it only slides down lower and rests there and isak moves closer to him without realizing and then theyre watching the show like that, all cuddled up with melted ice cream between them 

Sneaking onto earth with Bellamy would include...
  • -holding hands to not get separated
  • -Bellamy letting you use his extra gun
  • -You trying to convince him not to kill the chancellor
  • -"close your eyes y/n"
  • -lots of panic after the shot
  • -you both meeting up with Commander Shumway
  • -"I didn't agree to the girl. She stays here"
  • -"Hey! She's coming with me. I did what you wanted to."
  • -Commander Shumway not letting with arm go, a taser pressed to your side.
  • -"Bellamy just go"
  • -Bellamy not giving up and tasing Shumway instead.
  • -Barely making it onto the ship
  • -Hiding underneath the floor.
  • -"Bellamy what if we die?"
  • -"At least we'll have tried"
  • -you hitting your head hard as the ship hits the atmosphere
  • -Witnessing Bellamy see his sister again
  • -Smiling at their reunion
  • -When your feet first touch earth you spin around until your get dizzy.
  • - Though not in public, later that night Bellamy spinning around with you.
  • -"You know...I haven't had my first earth kiss yet"

Excerpt from Harry Style’s interview with Rolling Stone - about Taylor Swift

If Styles hadn’t yet adapted to global social-media attention, he was tested in 2012, when he met Taylor Swift at an awards show. Their second date, a walk in Central Park, was caught by paparazzi. Suddenly the couple were global news. They broke up the next month, reportedly after a rocky Caribbean vacation; the romance was said to have ended with at least one broken heart.

The relationship is a subject he’s famously avoided discussing. “I gotta pee first. This might be a long one,” he says. He rises to head to the bathroom, then adds, “Actually, you can say, ‘He went for a pee and never came back.' ”

He returns a couple of minutes later. “Thought I’d let you stew for a while,” he says, laughing, then takes a gulp of green juice. He was surprised, he says, when photos from Central Park rocketed around the world. “When I see photos from that day,” he says, “I think: Relationships are hard, at any age. And adding in that you don’t really understand exactly how it works when you’re 18, trying to navigate all that stuff didn’t make it easier. I mean, you’re a little bit awkward to begin with. You’re on a date with someone you really like. It should be that simple, right? It was a learning experience for sure. But at the heart of it – I just wanted it to be a normal date.”

He’s well aware that at least two of Swift’s songs – “Out of the Woods” and “Style” – are considered to be about their romance. (“You’ve got that long hair slicked back, white T-shirt,” she sang in “Style.”) “I mean, I don’t know if they’re about me or not …” he says, attempting gallant discretion, “but the issue is, she’s so good, they’re bloody everywhere.” He smiles. “I write from my experiences; everyone does that. I’m lucky if everything [we went through] helped create those songs. That’s what hits your heart. That’s the stuff that’s hardest to say, and it’s the stuff I talk least about. That’s the part that’s about the two people. I’m never going to tell anybody everything.” (Fans wondered whether “Perfect,” a song Styles co-wrote for One Direction, might have been about Swift: “And if you like cameras flashing every time we go out/And if you’re looking for someone to write your breakup songs about/Baby, I’m perfect.”)

Was he able to tell her that he admired the songs? “Yes and no,” he says after a long pause. “She doesn’t need me to tell her they’re great. They’re great songs … It’s the most amazing unspoken dialogue ever.”

Is there anything he’d want to say to Swift today? “Maybe this is where you write down that I left!” He laughs, and looks off. “I don’t know,” he finally says. “Certain things don’t work out. There’s a lot of things that can be right, and it’s still wrong. In writing songs about stuff like that, I like tipping a hat to the time together. You’re celebrating the fact it was powerful and made you feel something, rather than 'this didn’t work out, and that’s bad.’ And if you run into that person, maybe it’s awkward, maybe you have to get drunk … but you shared something. Meeting someone new, sharing those experiences, it’s the best shit ever. So thank you.”