and if you haven't seen this film yet go and watch it now

OITNB Season 5 spoilers !! Don't read if you haven't finished the season yet

Okay, I just have to make this post to get it all out of my system.

First thing, I wanna talk about Bailey going to visit Poussey’s father. This is after he’s cried for help from his parents, two of the old guards, and even attempting to turn himself in and kill himself. This guy is all kinds of fucked up from what he did. I cannot stress enough how upset I was while watching the episode that Poussey died in. She was great, but so is Bailey. The poor guy was 21 years old, under trained, in the midst of a protest going ary. He was just trying to hold her down cause that’s what he was supposed to do but he was also getting punched like crazy by Suzanne. So he unintentionally was putting more and more pressure on Poussey while trying to face Suzanne to block her fists. Should he have tried to stand up and deal with Suzanne full on? Yes, there are many things he could have done differently. But never the less, it WAS an accident and clearly from all the aforementioned things he feels H O R R I B L E about it. Now, back to my initial point of wanting to talk about him visiting Poussey’s father. I understand his reasoning behind going there AND I also understand the way the father reacted. I know that if I had a daughter and I was looking in the eyes of the man that looking in the eyes of the man that killed her, I wouldn’t wanna hear a single word he had to say. But my god.. the look of UTTER devastation on Bailey’s face as the door was being closed on him.. I wanted to hug him so god damn badly. Should he be charged in some way for what happened? Absolutely, fact of the matter is despite it being a total accident he DID kill someone.

Second thing, Piscatella. I know that he doesn’t like Red, she hasn’t exactly been polite to him. And I don’t agree with the homophobic slurs she used against him throughout his time of being a part of the show. But holy fuck, what he did to her in episode 10? That was some SERIOUSLY fucking twisted ass shit. I’m all about horror films, gore, and so on. I can take that. But maybe it’s cause I’ve had a long time to see Red as a person idfk but it got me feeling NAUSEOUS. That was so over the top I needed to take a breather to cuddle my cat and watch a little bit of Family Guy so I could calm down. Like I seriously don’t understand what exactly his problem was with Red that caused him to feel justified in doing anything remotely close to that. What I felt would have been reasonable was getting her sent to max. But Jesus… I can’t really say I’m GLAD he died. Cause the fact is after everything he did decide to peacefully walk out of that room. But he was a fucking monster.

And here I am scrolling a moment ago through the oitnb season 5 tag on here and NO ONE is talking about it. 90% of the posts are about fuckin Flaritza. Claiming how iconic they are and how heartbroken they feel that they got separated at the end. They’re two of the most vapid girls I’ve ever seen in my life. They give absolutely no fucks about anyone but themselves. Only getting upset about things when it directly affects them. Fuck that

This show got me feelin some kind of way, and idk where they’re going next with it. But damn, I’m gonna NEED this year till the next season to recover

anonymous asked:

But Lottie, we cry, you haven't talked about Cursed Child yet, the people need to know


you’re right, I haven’t, I got distracted by going on holiday immediately after and then starting a new job so now The Cursed Child feels like it happened TEN THOUSAND YEARS AGO!!! but oh my god, I will talk about it. will I talk. 

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anonymous asked:

can i has more cr sense8 au percy pls? (if your up for it of course)


“I’m still not certain we should be doing this.“

It was a meaningless statement even before he said it. With her arm in his, with the warmth of her against his side and the tinkle of her laugh fading in the air, Percy thought he would trust Vex to lead him down any icy path through the woods, with any blindfold on or off, even if he had never known her more intimately than he knew himself. Even if they had just met, somehow, one day, and she had smiled and beckoned, he would have followed.

Exaggerated gagging noises broke into his thoughts—Vax, visiting as almost always, making Vex laugh in the cold Northern darkness. The drugs all but gone from his veins, Percy could feel him again, that knife’s edge of sarcasm prickling over devotion deep enough to fill the sea.

Two (one? three?) months of isolation was turning him poetic. It was horrifying.

“It’ll be fine,” said Vex, tugging him forward. “Turn right—”

Percy followed her instructions obediently. “I don’t know where you get the confidence that she won’t be looking, just this one night. It’s not like the holidays have stopped them before.”

“Because she’s loony, Freddie,” Vax said with overwhelming fondness.

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castieltaking-hobbits2gallifrey  asked:

I need more batman media but I don't know what to watch or where to watch it and Netflix took off Young Justice and Justice League :(:( do you have any fic recs or fun facts

A.  Blogs to follow if you haven’t already followed them, the first three write FREAKING AMAZING fanfic and the fourth creates THE BEST fanart I have literally sat and scrolled through these blogs for hours

@camsthisky (good GOSH I love her she writes so much about Dick Grayson)




B.  Random Fics to Read (and honestly there are so many more, I just can’t think of them at the moment):

1. The Acrobat Series 

by fishfingersandjellybabies

Look anytime anyone talks about how much Dick loves his family they’ve won my heart and soul. I especially like the Kori section.

2.  Mori Shej 

by dickiegayson

OH MY GOSH.  I love this story so freaking much.  Ok, imagine if Jason Todd, after coming back from the dead and going through all that stuff with the Lazarus Pit and training, goes after Dick Grayson to get his revenge on Bruce.  Except when he shows up at Dick’s apartment, ready to kill the Golden Son, he finds something completely unexpected.  Jason has a lot of issues, Dick has a lot of issues (courtesy of the Blockbuster incident).  I have read and reread this story countless times, and I can never not cry because I love my broken sons so much.  There is a lot of anger, some cursing, much regret, and brothers being brothers.  And Dick is the sweetest most protective [redacted because spoiler] and Jason has a mushy heart after all.  It can stand as complete but I think the author is writing more?  Also, either before or after, or both, go to and listen to the song.  It is my new favorite song and CAN YOU IMAGINE DICK SINGING IT OH MY GOSH

3.  the road will only be wide (the rain will never stop falling) 

by weird_bird (2weird4)

A collection of Dick and Damian moments.  So very beautiful.

4.  The Robins United Series, first story is Bird by Bird 

by laceymcbain

…some hurt/comfort, Jason doesn’t know what the hell to do with his family, and they all insist on calling him brother.  *shrugs* family feels are my drug of choice

5.  Penny Lane 

by @jerseydevious

Damian wants a horse, and drat I’m crying?  (tbh I cry very easily over my sons…but still)

6.  Sun Spot 

by Dawn’sEternalLight (@preciousthingsareprecious)

This fic is a quiet moment of beauty and rest for Dick and Damian.  Damian draws, and Dick watches his talented little bro.  There is sunlight.  You skin will clear and your crops will grow and any heartache you have ever had will be healed like magic!

C.  A bunch of fics by Kieron_O’Duibhir

1.  The Till-Then From the Ever-Since  

There is a problem in the Batcave, as in, younger versions of the Batfam keep turning up. It’s absolutely fantastic, and one of my favorite things is younger Jason being SO done with his older self and calling him out on stuff and being all protective of his brothers.  It gets better and better with every chapter.

2.  But a Walking Shadow

 So this story is not finished yet and the author takes waaay long to post updates on it but she has promised not to abandon it soo…It is Nightwing-centric, with a whole mess of comic Teen Titans making appearances.  The author has written a lot of stories about a world where Dick became a Talon, and in this tale Talon-on-the-run winds up on Earth-1 and Nightwing is trying to figure out who this apparent clone of his is.  Talon Dick has always intrigued me, and it is interesting seeing him and Nightwing face off.

3.  All the Roofs of Uncertainty

HOLY HECK this is one of my favorite Jason Todd fanfics EVER.  I love the description by the author “The one where Dick bleeds a lot and Jason argues with everybody.”  Jason is in the wrong spot at the wrong time, ie. He finds Dick bleeding to death and is forced to save him.  Tim and Damian make appearances.  Jason has anger issues.  That doesn’t stop him from caring.  Bruce and Jason hash things out in the most beautiful (painful) way.

4.  Wheel and Blade

 In which Dick confronts Damian about his practice of taking weapons to school, and also gets slightly distracted by the idea of living in a vardo.  I love this story because it shows the best way to parent Damian—not by telling him no “because I said so” but by explaining and debating things like he is smart and capable.  

5.  I Pass the Night Watchman on His Beat

This is a cool one-shot of Dick and Amy, his partner on the Bludhaven police force.  I freaking love Dick being a cop.

D.  Okay now if you want something to watch:

 1.     Nightwing—The Series 

by ismahawk

This is THE BEST Nightwing fan film I have ever seen.  I love the Dick Grayson in it—he’s got acrobatics, sounds like Jesse McCartney (Robin/Nightwing’s VA in YJ), and is quite handsome.  He fights, gets the stuffing beat out of him and keeps getting back up, has a bit of a temper, loves Barbara—perfection.  Watch it, you won’t regret it.  (Also Jason is there yay!  I will take him in any capacity I can get. And I kinda really like the actor for Bruce?)

2.     Red Hood: The Series—Episode One “Homecoming” 

by tenshunn

My favorite Jason Todd fanfilm!!!  Heavily featuring Tim Drake!  Look this adaption is fab, I love the actors and the dialogue and the fight between Jason and Tim (spoiler?)  As far as I know they are trying to put together a second episode.  Watch the video where Jason Todd tries to get people to donate money for it, its HILARIOUS

3.      Batman The Animated Series is on Netflix till September 1st.  I’m in the second season and love it a lot…Alfred is so freaking sassy!  

4.     Damian Wayne: Robins Fly at Night

 It’s just five minutes and doesn’t have any dialogue, and it doesn’t come close to deserving an Oscar, but dang it it’s hard to find Damian stuff…and also seeing a little kid running around in the Robin costume made me realize that there is nothing I want more than to see Damian Wayne on the big screen, being all angry assassin kid, and Dick Grayson capturing him in a hug…

5. Gotham on Netflix

I am pretty sure you already watch this? But if not, DO!  It is AMAZING.  I love it so much, especially Bruce and Alfred and Selina Kyle

E.  Some things from Batman: Dark Victory

Okay I know he is a talented young acrobat and all but how the FUDGE did Dick get up on that chandelier?!  the kid can truly fly (yeah yeah, the stairs probably lead up to a hallway floor/balcony that Dick leapt off of but still) I wonder how many grey hairs the kid gave Alfred in those first weeks alone

On dark days I like to remember the time bby birb Dick Grayson caved in the Joker’s cheek with a well-placed kick.  My nine or ten year old son then proceeded to smash in the Joker’s teeth with a stick a few minutes later and it was amazing

You think I lied??  Nah my son Dick Grayson was cracking teeth and bones and witty puns from Day 1.  Go Robin!!!

Okay so just look at this picture.  Bby Dick is SO FREAKING TINY!!!  also very intense. OMG Batman’s fists are as big as his first son’s head!  *cue a very many feels in my heart*

F.  Random things I am including because I feel like it, and they all revolve around Dick Grayson mostly because he is my fave so…

1. Apparently some official websites say that Nightwing’s martial arts specialty is Aikido.  I do not think that word means what they think it means

2. “I close my eyes now for a few moments and I can see my parents riding the air current with me. Forever young. Forever strong. Their faces wide with excitement, big smiles on their faces, enjoying the adrenaline surge even more than I do. And there is one thing I am sure of … my parents would be proud of my life.” (Nightwing, Nightwing #141, 2008)  

3.   [Talking about Blüdhaven] “It’s a hopeless case. A lost cause. A town so mired in corruption and sin that it’s drowning … When Batman sent me here, I thought I’d solve one case and book. But then I realized … if I could make a difference here – well, that’d be something. This filthy old town needs me…. Surrounded by a dozen of my worst enemies. No way out. Nowhere to hide. The little brat was right. I do love it. (Nightwing, Nightwing Secret Files #1, 1999)

4.  There once was a dumb writer who thought killing Nightwing for real would be a good idea, and he tried writing toward that end, but everybody else was like hahahaha NO

5.  I used to hate when fic writers would shorten Damian’s name to Dami (kind of like how I majorly dislike when people shorten Sirius Black’s name to Siri, he is not an iPhone gosh).  But then I read a post on tumblr that said something about Dami actually meaning something in Arabic, something like blood or life-blood or heart blood…I can’t exactly remember what and maybe it isn’t even true but I choose to believe it is and that Dick knows exactly what it means and he calls Damian Dami as a way to show how special he is, how much Dick loves him.  Because Damian is his little brother/son and means the absolute world to Dick.  And Damian, though he pretends to despise all nicknames, absolutely LOVES that Dick calls him this

anonymous asked:

Hey! I love your writing!😍 Can you write about Tom x Reader at a red carpet/award show & he gets jealous when your fave celebrity flirts with you? Leads to smut? Oops🙊 Thank you love💋

ooh i love this idea thank you! again this is smutty so prepare yourself

Pulling into the driveway of a swanky hotel in London you step out in a pretty yet not outstanding day dress and some cute little heeled boots. It’s not enough to catch the eye of the lingering paparazzi but the odd camera starts to flash as soon as Tom gets out the car.

That’ll soon change; you think as your driver grabs the bags from the boot of the car. Inside is your dress and Tom’s suit for tonight’s premiere of Infinity War along with all the trimmings such as jewellery, makeup, perfumes and shoes.

Hand in hand, both of you check into the hotel and make your way to the suite to start getting ready. It’s only 10am, but you know from experience that red carpets take hours of preparation

And sure enough, within 15 minutes of your arrival people are buzzing around your suite, helping the two of you to get ready. Not much can be said between the two of you as you’re both slathered in makeup and drowned with perfumes.

Then you’re dragged into separate rooms to get changed; your favourite part! Something about getting changed away from Tom makes it feel like your wedding day. Like in a few moments you will be walking down the aisle in the custom-made Givenchy dress you’re slipping into for the premiere.

However, you’re sure at your wedding you wouldn’t be sporting a dress that so obviously represents Spiderman. You’re wearing tight, lacy floor length with the lace precariously covering all your important assets - you can’t afford a nip-slip on a night like tonight! If you were to look from a distance you would think the dress was covered in black flower patterns. Like you are the human embodiment of a poppy! However, looking closely you see that black spider patterns have been embroidered on the dress in tiny sequins.

Clutching safety pins, needles and tit tape, there are numerous people fussing around the dress to make sure it looks perfect for the evening. Your job is to stand in the mirror and see all the last minute transformations to your look; like a sudden change of hairstyle and the addition of a choker necklace.

Just 15 minutes before you have to leave for the carpet, everyone disappears. Probably rushing off to make sure Tom is looking as dapper as possible. After all, he is the star everyone is looking to meet.

With no one fluttering around you and your dress, you enjoy a moment to yourself in the suite’s living room. You watch out on London skyline, thinking about just how different your life is now. I mean, who else can say they’re sitting in a posh hotel in London, wearing a Givenchy dress and going to a premiere with their movie star boyfriend?

Soon enough, Tom enters the living room with his entourage of people. Yet he doesn’t look flustered by the constant fussing over him. Instead, he strides in front of them, adjusting his cufflinks and running a hand through his hair. Tom is in his element.

When he sees you, he stops and stares. He can’t simply believe how beautiful look; with your hair pinned up in a loose bun and makeup looking much better than you could have ever done. And then he’s sees the dress and he’s blown away!

Not because it’s designed with Spiderman in mind, although he wouldn’t stop talking about that. Tom is drinking in your figure in the tight fitting dress and can’t get over how lucky he is to have you by his side tonight.

Tom strolls up alongside you where you stand at the window. “I can’t believe I get to call you mine!”

You bowed your head in embarrassment but smiled nonetheless. Before you had a chance to reply, it was time to leave and so you were both rushing to get downstairs.

Luckily, the premiere was not too far from the hotel. In fact, you had to wait in tons of traffic to get onto the carpet so you were not the last of the Avengers team to arrive on the carpet.

When it was your turn to walk the carpet, you were overwhelmed by the amount of cameras on you. You had been to numerous premieres and events but you still could never get over people’s eyes (and cameras) on you.

Tom understand how nervy you got and so gripped your hand tightly, leading you to where you needed to go. You stood together; Tom in his classic, sleek-black Hugo Boss suit and you in your custom dress perfectly complimenting each other. Even when you’re standing together, Tom would have one hand on your; resting on your back and your arm to reassure you.

After a while, you get comfortable on the carpet. In fact, so confident that when asked for an interview you jump at the opportunity.

Obviously they’re just interested in getting scoops on your relationship or Tom, but you know Tom’s within earshot so he’s well aware what you’re doing.

“So you look fabulous tonight girl!” The interviewer cheered. “Who are you wearing?”

You swished around the dress at your feet, watching as the tiny black spiders glimmer under all the lights. “Tonight’s the first time I’m wearing this gorgeous custom-made Givenchy!”

“Oh wow! And I see it’s Spiderman inspired?”

You nodded at the lady interviewing you. “Yes, well the designer and I came up with the concept when we saw Tom’s costume for this film. I really love the design and I think it incapsulates the character well!”

“Are there any other Avengers’ costumes you would like to make dresses from?”

“You know, I really like Captain America’s costume, not sure how I could make that a dress though!” You chuckled. “I don’t really have the abs for it!”

“Is it true you have a huge crush on Chris Evans?” The interviewer pops in.

You laugh, feeling yourself start to blush. “I’ve been a huge Marvel fan for years and one of my first favourite heroes from this universe was Captain America. He was really who got me into the Marvel universe!”

“Oh, and here he is now!” The interviewer shouts as Chris Evans stands at the start of the press line. She calls him over and eventually Chris strides over, taking you by surprise.

“Hi Chris, I have [NAME] here and she was just telling me she has a massive crush on you!”

Chris Evans smiles and laughs. “It’s a shame ol’ Spidey got to her first! Could have showed her what a real American hero is like.”

He finished his sentence with a wink, leading you to blush more - cheeks almost the colour of your dress!

“I have to go, but have a nice evening!” Chris said, planting a kiss on your burning hot cheek.

As Chris walks away, you turn to thank the interviewer but catch eye contact with Tom who is now glaring at you. It was going to be a tough evening for you!

It was obvious Tom was jealous. From the way he tightly gripped onto your waist when talking to his co-stars to the somewhat evils he was giving Chris the whole evening!

You just laughed. You had never seen him this jealous before but perhaps you hadn’t ever gotten a kiss from your celebrity crush before. And Tom knew how much you loved Chris Evans!

Not only was Tom insanely jealous, but he was also pissed. It wasn’t your fault, you knew and so did Tom! But it didn’t stop him refusing to talk to you all night.

The only time you did speak was on the way back to the hotel where Tom started getting handsy.

Without waiting a second after getting in the car, Tom dived on you; kissing at your neck before it developed into sucking. You knew what he was doing; trying to leave marks all over your skin so everyone knew he was yours and yours only!

But you didn’t care if he left crazy markings all over your neck and body, when he hit the right spots you couldn’t care less about wondering around London in hickies. In fact, you would embrace it.

Just before we got to the hotel, Tom’s hands started to wander, dipping down and under your skirt. His fingers danced over the cloth covering your core, making your stomach and centre tingle with excitement. This is what he did to you, if only he knew!

The journey back to the room was long, despite being a 5 minute walk from the driveway. Firstly, Tom had to sign autographs for fans outside the hotel, which meant you proceed ahead to give him some time. Then once he was done, he had to know his schedule for tomorrow and talk about tomorrow’s press junket. And then finally, it was the elevator - the slowest elevator ride ever! If it had been you, you have ripped his clothes off right then and there. However, with his managers and publicist in the lift with you, it wasn’t appropriate timing.

Instead, you said goodnight before rushing into the room, taking your clothes as you raced to the luxurious bedroom.

Immediately, you allowed yourself to flop back onto the King Sized bed and watch as Tom slipped the last remaining items of clothing off. Then it was just the two of you, observing each other’s glorious naked bodies.

His slim body was toned yet soft, especially in the dim light which gave him an ethereal glow. One of your favourite things about him was his natural curls. At this current moment, his hair was beautifully dishevelled from constantly wrapping it in your fingertips in the car, and he never looked so gorgeous! You were lucky to have him, and he was going to make you remember that.

Without hesitation, Tom crawled over your body and kissed your lips. Starting with a few pecks to the lips and neck, before the two of you were kissing deeper and deeper. You couldn’t help but moan into the kisses when Tom started rubbing at your clit, causing your body to tingle again.

It wouldn’t take long and the both of you knew it, but you had no reason to rush so you took it slow. And Tom knew exactly what to do; gently playing with your clit for a few moments before moving onto your core.

It had been a while since you received so much attention from him. That’s why it was nice to have Tom softly caress your inner thighs, leaving small kisses there while he made your legs shake, hitting all the right spots with his fingers.

When he wasn’t leaving kisses on your inner thighs, his mouth was lapping at your clit. Repeating the same motions as he fingers, his tongue stimulated your core in ways unlike before and you were in heaven.

What helped you to reach your high, apart from Tom’s expert attention, was hearing him hush the words “you’re mine”, “only i get to do this to you” and “only mine, babygirl” over and over again.

anonymous asked:

hello. i was wondering how fantastic beasts is whitewashed? I'm actually generally curious because i haven't seen it yet (although i was planning to) and i want to know if i should still go because now I'm not so sure. whats wrong with fantastic beasts? you don't have to answer this if you don't want, thats ok :)

reasons not to go see this shitty movie:

  • Fantastic Beasts is whitewashed in that it takes place in 1920′s New York (during the Jazz Age) and features a cast that is more than 80% white. It profits off of black culture and history by using it as a setting, but whitewashes it by casting white people as extras and leads. Many parts of the movie take place in Harlem, but look like this
  • The movie also cast Johnny Depp, a violent abuser, so paying to watch it is basically supporting him and the assholes who thought it was a good idea to cast a man who beat his wife in a Harry Potter movie and then not tell the fans about it, to make it a “surprise.”
  • This is made worse by the fact that the movie has a storyline where an abuse victim is turned into a monster and then killed (full trigger warning)
  • The major plot of the film is an allegory for racism with a white cast. The villains of the movie argue for wizard supremacy, saying that it is “for the greater good,” and that Muggles as well as goblins, elves, and other magical races are better off under the rule of wizards. Just like the original Harry Potter movies (which had poc speaking in 0.47% of it’s runtime) the major villains are meant to make the audience think of white supremacists, but racism allegories that only have white people are boring and lazy. Doing this is essentially locking POC out of our own stories.
  • Still no canon LGBT characters, with the (possible?) exception of Depp’s role as Grindelwald, which is worse than nothing.
  • The movie also has a character who is born with magical powers and a family who is extremely anti magic, represses them and then meets a man who he has an odd amount of sexual tension with who manipulates him by making him feel better about his powers. The storyline both draws parallels to LGBT experiences and perpetuates unnerving stereotypes.
  • It’s probably going to be boring shit anyway tbh 
  • It’s pretty obvious at this point that JKR wants ally points for things like casting Hermione as black woman in the Cursed Child and revealing that Dumbledore was gay, without actually having to bother with giving her stories real diversity. She described Newt Scamander as “swarthy” last year, only for him to be played by a man who is the exact opposite, and the story she wrote in preparation for this movie, History of Magic in North America, showed her lack of understanding of Native American culture, and North American history in general.

tl;dr: it whitewashed 1920′s New York, has Johnny Depp in it, and it capitalizes off of LGBT themes, black culture, and abuse as a storyline while treating POC, LGBT people, and abuse victims as invisible or worse.

C’mon, C’mon.

Prompt: You and Sebastian are in a movie together, and you can’t wait for that special scene.

A/N: This is short but I wanted to get something out for y’all!! thank you for reading and much love xx

Originally posted by fireeyess

“Kiss me,” you murmured softly, looking intensely into Sebastian’s eyes as he gazed back down at you, invitingly. 

He bit his lip, “But, we can’t. What about him?” 

“I don’t care about him anymore! I want you!” You yelled, exasperated and yearning for his lips on yours. 

“You’re so infuriating! Don’t you know he loves you!?” Sebastian screamed, the vein in his neck popping out. Whoa

“I only want you.” 

Sebastian grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him, leaning forward. 

Just as you were about to finally feel his plump lips on yours, it was all ruined. 

“Cut! Alright everybody, that’s a wrap for today. We’ll pick this back up tomorrow.” The director called, causing Sebastian to pull away from you and scratch his neck. 

Sebastian smiled sheepishly at you, “You were great today.” 

You nodded, “Thank you, so were you.” 

It was so frustrating. Filming a new movie was the absolute worst thing when your co-star looked like a sex god and you were supposed to be his love interest. To say you were excited to be in this film would be an understatement, but with every chance you got to kiss him, it was ruined by one thing or another. 

He was so nice, extremely intelligent, and everything that you ever looked for in a man. Unfortunately he just didn’t seem too interested in you. 

You walked away from set, following the familiar path to your trailer, and plopped down onto the chair. 

“You were supposed to film the scene from page 32, how’d it go?” Your assistant asked you, knowing fully well you were extremely interested in Sebastian. You wiped your forehead, sighing at the perky blonde girl in front of you, “The director called cut just before the kiss.” 

“That’s unfortunate. It’ll come tomorrow, everything will be fine.” She reassured you, patting your thigh lightly. 

You couldn’t help but feel desperate. Every time you saw Sebastian, you licked your lips. You had chapstick on you all the time. It seemed sad, and by the look of pity your assistant gave you, you were right about that. 

“Whatever, I’m just gonna go home and sleep. Need my rest for tomorrow.” You winked, changing out of your on-set clothes and changing back into the comfortable leggings and sweater that you came in. 

You wiped off the makeup and sighed at your freshly clean face, pulling your hair back into a bun and walked out of the door. 

As you looked up, you ran directly into the strong chest of someone. Slowly your eyes traveled up the man’s body and you were relaxed to see it was only Sebastian. 

“Oh, h-hey.” You stuttered, hugging your chest. “Hey, (Y/N), I was just going for a bite to eat, you wanna come?” He said, his smile inviting and friendly. 

You grinned, “Sure.” 

He led you to a small cafe that was just outside of the set, the both of you sitting down and telling your beverage choices to the waitress. 

“So, I’ve seen some of your movies,” he started, “and you’re pretty damn good actress. I think the director made a good choice in casting you.” 

Your face grew red, “T- thank you. I’ve hoped to become as good as an actress as, say, Audrey Hepburn or Elizabeth Taylor.” 

Sebastian smiled, “I think you’re already there. You did a pretty damn good job at looking like you wanted to tear my clothes off on set today.” 

A giggle bubbled from your throat, “Welp, that’s my job.” 

The waitress came by and took your orders, obviously interested in Sebastian. As she walked away you decided to change the subject. 

“I recently watched a few of your movies as well.” You said, not a bit more confident. 

“Really, what one?” He asked inquisitively. 

You bit your lip, “The Bronze. I think you really brought that character, what was his name,” you snapped your fingers, “Lance. You really brought Lance to life.” 

It was his turn to go red, his ears burning as he smiled sheepishly, “Yeah, that uh- that was quite a movie to… film.” 

“Oh it certainly must have been!” You laughed, throwing a peanut into your mouth and smirking at Sebastian who hid his face in his hands. 

The meal went on simply enough, the both of you talking about various roles you had and just getting to know each other in general. He talked fondly of his time on set in The Martian, talking of his love of space and his interest in astronauts. He mentioned it was something that he thought about a lot. 

You talked of your movie roles, laughing about the small role you had when you were just starting out and embarrassed about the sex scene you had to have. 

Sebastian followed you back to your rented apartment near the set, conversation not stopping as he skipped behind you with his hands in his pockets. He was animated and lively, something you had yet to see much of when acting. 

You invited him in, thanking him for paying for the meal and sitting on the couch with beers in your hands. 

“How do you feel about the scene tomorrow?” He asked suddenly, his eyes lit with mischievous thoughts. “Which one?” You asked once your lips popped off of the bottle. 

“You know,” he chuckled, “the one where you can finally plant one on me.” 

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re the one who kisses me.” You defend, shrugging your shoulders. 

“Fine, fine.” He murmured, his eyes brightening with his smile. 

Your hands ran over the condensation on your bottle, the two of you sitting in a comfortable silent. He studied your features while you looked away, his eyes moving to something else once he noticed you staring back. 

“Do you think we should… practice for tomorrow?” Sebastian asked. 

You almost spat out your beer. “Practice kissing?” 

He nodded, “Yeah. I think it would be good, really show our body chemistry on camera.” He explained, now sitting closer and your knees hitting each other. 

Without saying a word, he moved a hair out of your face and tucked it gently behind your ear. His hand rested on your cheek and he leaned forward. 

Every muscle in your body stiffened, the moment you had been waiting for forever finally happening. 

As his lips met yours, you sighed happily and relaxed into his touch. His lips tasted sweet, like cherries with a hint of the apple ale that he had been drinking just moments before. 

His tongue tasted even stronger of the ale, it cold against yours but every move he made only made you want to kiss him longer. 

After a moment he pulled away, his eyes meeting yours. You cleared your throat, “Yeah, that was good. You’re pretty good.” 

Sebastian threw his head back and laughed. A real, belly clenching laugh. He wiped tears away from his face, only to chuckle more once he saw your smile, “I’m sorry, doll. You just-” he laughed some more, “you’re so awkward. It’s lovely.” 

“Hey!” you threw a throwpillow at him, “don’t be a jackass.” 

Sebastian giggled quietly to himself, only to stop and look directly into your eyes. “I’m going to kiss you again, and this time it isn’t for practice.” 

Before you had time to process what he had said, his lips were on yours and your back was on the couch. Not for practice this time, do what you can! you thought to yourself, wrapping your arms around his neck and enjoying the sweet taste of cherries once again. 

His hands stayed on your hips, pushing you down onto the couch and his lips capturing yours once again. 

You pulled away, out of breath and watching Sebastian’s chest heave as he smiled. “Do you think we’re ready for tomorrow?” 

“I don’t know… maybe you should kiss me one more time to find out.” You murmured cheekily, leaning up to kiss him again.

ok so I know it’s been two whole days and everyone’s probably ~~over~~  the buzz by now but I never will be until my dying day and I still have many feelings that keep bursting out in sudden rushes of weeping, smiling emotion every time I think about and look at my photos from the TV choice awards so whilst I’m finally feeling more human yet shattered and still in my bubble of happiness and daze and joy and laughter that seems to treble in potency late at night I’m here to relive the best moments from 4th September 2017 which is now officially declared National Ryan Hawley Day by his number one fan and tv husband Daniel Benedict Miller *deep breath* here we go…

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licieoic  asked:

Hey hun - So I haven't seen Fantastic Beasts, but I've heard that people are really salty about Johnny Depp being in it. I'm only on the fringes of the fandom over here, so I've heard that JD is a domestic abuser, but I know zero details about it, so I'm really missing the hard facts that have made people truly hate him. I want to be clued in, can you help?

Hey, sorry this took so long for me to answer. I’ve been sick lately. I also didn’t think I was the right one TO answer it, at first wanting to hand off the question to someone else, but here goes: 

I want to start by saying I was never a huge HP fan. I was about to turn 32 when the first Harry Potter book came out in the UK in 1997, so the idea of reading YA fiction never occurred to me. I never encountered them in the bookstore. I watched a couple of the movies circa 2005-2006, because my fiancé had a young son.  

When @sozdanie-gryazi-eternal​ came to visit me recently, we went to see the movie (which she had already seen like 3x). She was writing Graves x Credence fanfiction (and wrote a ton more while you were here, amirite). I loved the movie, and have been reading her work as much as I can (while still trying to read Rumbelle from OUAT, and searching out Ice Princess and Ice Mechanic from the The 100). 

I followed a few Gredence blogs, because I really do like the pairing, twisted as it may be (I tend to like that, though). The ship is so bloody obvious in the movie, it’s impossible NOT to see. You would have to be freakin’ blind to not see this ship. The excerpt from the screenplay here, makes it even more obvious.

And, well, this gifset’s not helping anybody’s heartrate. (Where you can practically hear Ezra’s mind screaming, Not now, boner!)

Where was I? Got distracted by the pretties … oh, yes. Why are fans pissed off with the casting of Johnny Depp as Gellert Grindelwald? I don’t want to speak for all the Harry Potter fandom, but … I think it stems from the fact that he had an abusive relationship with his wife, Amber Heard. 

You can be suspicious, if you like, about Amber’s motives for calling the police in May of this year and claiming that Johnny came home drunk, high, was screaming obscenities at her, and threw a phone at her head. She retracted her request for spousal support, however, as the “financially motivated” accusations flew.

In a joint statement released by the ex-couple after their divorce settlement, Heard and Depp said: “Our relationship was intensely passionate and at times volatile, but always bound by love.

“Neither party has made false accusations for financial gains. There was never an intent of physical or emotional harm.”

Johnny now saying her claims were not false (as his lawyers claimed they were, earlier this year) … that’s one way to admit guilt and hope no one notices.

Not only that, but Amber promised to donate her entire $7 million settlement to the ACLU and Children’s Hospital of Los Angeles. TMZ came out with a smear about that, but do you know why she hasn’t done so? Johnny hasn’t paid it. 

Instead, “Depp then followed that up and made the initial $200,000 payment of the settlement to the charities instead of Heard, something she slams him about in the court documents.” It will also benefit him at tax time, won’t it?  ::sips tea:: 

You can read this link about this casting clashing with the ideals of Harry Potter fans. 

Here’s another, which includes Tweets like this: 

There are going to be FIVE films in all. Quite the payday for Depp. It’s frustrating that another white male abuses a woman, yet it has little impact on his career, even though he’s in the wrong. Meanwhile, I wonder what will happen to her career. 

@seasons-gredence​ said on a recent post:

i want grindelwald to take on colin farrell’s form for the rest of the franchise. they could just handwave it saying he finds it is easier to influence people in that form.

fuck they could even go the back to the future route and just refilm the final scene and pretend it never happened with another actor

i dont care

Same. Even though Grindelwald is the baddie, and I’d rather associate Colin’s face with the real Percival Graves (will we ever find out what happened to him?), I’d rather see Colin Farrell in the role–or anyone else, actually–than Johnny Depp, especially for another four films. 

anonymous asked:

RUBATOSIS FOR FITZSIMMONS (if it strikes ya fancy) P.S. You are of course relevant, whether you write this prompt or not.

The Language of Light

Summary: this is how FitzSimmons spend their last 24 hours before the apocalypse (or: Rubatosis - the unsettling awareness of your heartbeat).

A/N: also requested by my pal @nightlocktime​. I’ve been listening to Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex on repeat that’s my only excuse. Also spot the GoT reference.

The tail-end of summer. Brushstrokes of light coat the clouds in violet and gold, a frescoed sky at dusk, stubbornly beautiful like Earth’s last act of defiance in the face of death.

In the distance, a rogue planet looms closer.

News flash across the TV screen: grim-looking NASA scientists talking about an irreversible collision course, world leaders scrambling to urge for order on the streets, helicopter images of a civilization in ruins. On another channel, a cameraman is chasing after an old woman. Why are you still filming? There is no news. She swats at the camera. In 24 hours, we’re all going to die.

Jemma turns her TV off and watches the deepening sunset instead.


Evening descends, but there are only a few windows with the lights on. Looting is always worse in the city, and when all the aisles are empty is when people leave. She almost misses it, the syncopation of life amidst all that chaos, how utterly human it is to want to survive with such savagery. Now it’s just her and Fitz and an entire block devoid of people.

Dinner is beef jerky and canned peaches, the last of their supplies. They sit at their breakfast nook, her feet on his lap, passing the can back and forth, and for a while everything feels close to normal, until Fitz looks out the window and says maybe the cosmos wants them to be apart, after all.

“It’s sending a planet to kill us, Jemma,” he concludes, his shoulders sagged. Silhouetted against the streetlamp outside, he looks twice as forlorn.

“Could have been worse.” She sits up and nudges him. “If it was really against us, we wouldn’t have met in the first place.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Are you saying that you believe the cosmos owns our luck?”

She shoves his face away playfully. “What I’m saying is, there are worse universes to be in, ones where I’m waiting for an apocalypse without you.”

He laughs, kisses her with lips syrup-stained like summer. There are only so many parallel universes that concern them. In this one, they fought their way to each other, teeth bared and claws sharp, and they won. That kind of victory, however short-lived, is enough for her.


Electricity goes out sometime before midnight. She lights a candle and draws back the curtains. Without the light pollution, they are free to trace constellations only ever seen in textbooks. From where they stand, Pegasus seems to gallop over the Milky Way just beyond their reach. A thousand shimmering stars they’ll never get to hold.

Afterwards, they sit on the frayed carpet to trade items on their bucket list. Discover a new star, get drunk in Vegas, recreate dinosaurs, she counts them off on her fingers, see the Aurora Borealis.

“I was going to do it, you know?” he interjects. “Take you to see the Aurora. Had my speech ready and everything.”

“Hold on, what speech?”

“My –” he trails off. “Look, it doesn’t matter now, yeah? Do you want to hear my list? It has just one item.”

Her expression softens. She thinks she knows what it is. “What is it, Fitz?”

“Grow old with you.” He looks down, unable to meet her gaze. “Sounds silly now, I know, what with the whole dying thing tomorrow.”

She surreptitiously breathes him in, his tender features, his hair in disarray. By candlelight he looks resplendent, and it suits him. Resplendence suits him. Her hand settles against his heart to feel it beat on. There’s a planet barreling at a thousand miles a second towards Earth, and still, it’s beating on.

“Tomorrow we die,” she answers quietly, “but first we live.”


In the morning she wakes to two wine glasses on the kitchen island. He has saved this for last, a bottle of pinot noir salvaged from their landlord’s abandoned cellar. They play music on her phone with the volume turned up and drain the bottle on empty stomachs. She drags him with her, and then they’re dancing, drunk and clumsy and in love, in the middle of their sunlit living room.

“I’d say yes,” she murmurs against the skin of his neck.

He pulls back a little. “What?”

“I don’t need the Aurora.” She holds his gaze. “Even when we can’t grow old together, even when we die today, you know I’d say yes.”


Outside, they can hear the roar of the planet as it tears apart Earth’s atmosphere, darkness pressing in, eclipsing the watercolor sunset.

Silently, he pulls out a velvet box and puts a ring on her finger.

She holds up her hand, the tiny diamond gleaming in the last of light, and rests it against his heart. Listens.

One. Two.

If you haven’t seen The Duff yet, you’re seriously missing out! DeanCas The Duff!AU.
(AKA: Dean’s parents are fighting and Cas brings him to his Thinking Spot.)

“How’d you even find this place?”

Cas shifts in place on his Think Rock, looking out into the forest. His Spot happens to be in a clearing, but not one so big that you feel exposed; trees surround the boulder in thick clumps, greenery pushing up from the ground and fading to dark brown in places frequently treaded. He shrugs. “I used to come running here with Virgil. Without fail, he’d always make a beeline for this rock.”

“Huh.” Dean settles and resettles, looking out into the trees and very clearly trying to abide by Castiel’s instructions to empty his mind and simply ‘think’. Cas knows it’s hard. He knows that when your parents yell at each other every waking moment they’re together, it’s hard to think of anything else. He also knows that Dean isn’t stupid, but is emotionally constipated. Hence, what comes out of his mouth:

“Yes, well, when my parents got divorced, my workaholic mother wanted custody of me, and my father wanted custody of the dog, so… I think that made my standing in life perfectly clear.”

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anonymous asked:

Hello! What do you think of the strong bond between Tigress and Po? :) I haven't watched Kung Fu Panda 3 yet but I'm really curious to how it will progress :)

I’ll admit that I haven’t watched the KFP television series yet. I’ve been meaning to, but unfortunately I haven’t gotten to it yet. When I do, I’ll likely have more things to say about the relationship between Tigress and Po. But even just looking at the first two movies, there are some really cool things that happen between them.

In the first Kung Fu Panda film, Tigress becomes incredibly bitter with Po for being chosen as the Dragon Warrior. Granted, all of the Kung Fu fighters find Po laughable to start with, from Master Shifu to Monkey, but Tigress holds some of the most venom and demonstrates the clearest antagonism against Po. Master Shifu at least keeps his disgruntlement for Po halfway civil. Tigress outright tells Po he doesn’t belong with them.

It’s a combination of temperament and circumstance, as I see it, why Tigress gets so rude to Po. Temperament-wise, Tigress is rather hardcore. It’s part of her personality to be intense, serious, and dedicated, and it means that she’s going to be very upset if all her hard work doesn’t pay off. It’s got to be hugely disappointing for her, after so many years of training since she was a little cub, that she lost being Dragon Warrior to someone like Po who doesn’t even know how to punch a dummy! 

Circumstance-wise, she’s probably even more upset with Po because Master Oogway was sort of pointing to her when he chose the Dragon Warrior. Po was in front of Tigress, but if Po had not fallen in front of her, she would have been selected. Tigress cannot help but feel Po falling in front of her was a mistake, and that she is actually the Dragon Warrior. So it makes her even more bitter than someone like Crane, who wasn’t being pointed to regardless.

The other Kung Fu fighters grow to enjoy Po’s personality before Tigress does because of the combination of her temperament and this circumstance. Everyone else is able to laugh when Po mocks Master Shifu, pretending to be the Red Panda by wearing a noodle on his lips and holding up two plates for ears. Tigress hardly finds that hysterical. Humor might earn Po camaraderie with the others, but not with Tigress… to earn her respect, Po has to prove he can do Kung Fu. After all, her resentment with him is harnessed up in the fact he’s been labeled the Dragon Warrior.

At the end of Kung Fu Panda, Tigress learns to respect Po. We can actually make really strong analogies between Tigress and Po’s relationship and how it develops in KFP, with how Hiccup and Astrid’s relationship develops, minus the romantic element of the HTTYD characters. Tigress’ eyes are opened to see that Po, while unconventional, is actually someone with the potential to be great a Kung Fu. This happens only at the very end when Po defeats Tai Lung. Po defeats Tai Lung where she failed. The ability to win at something so monumental in Kung Fu is something she can respect… and thus Tigress’ perspective of Po is morphed. It’s not really seen on screen, but it can be implied pretty easily.

What I adore about Kung Fu Panda 2 is how implicit Tigress’ respect for Po is. She doesn’t outright scream, “YEAH PO YOU GOT THIS!” She doesn’t go around bragging to others that she works with a Kung Fu panda. But there is a glorious, quiet respect, a wordless understanding, between the two: Po knows that he holds Tigress’ respect. Tigress knows Po is a competent warrior. She’ll listen to his plans and enact them. She’ll nod when he says something. There’s peace between the two. They’ve come so far that it’s natural to be colleagues of Kung Fu, it’s natural for Tigress to listen to Po’s plans, it’s natural for them to work together as talented Kung Fu fighters. They’re part of the same team and that’s become the norm.

The most telling scene between Po and Tigress is when they’re sailing to fight Shen. She notices that Po wakes up in the middle of the night and starts punching and yelling at the mast. She tells Po, “The mast is not a worthy opponent,” and allows him to burn off some steam by sparring. Of course when he punches her, he screams out in pain, and she explains how her fist became so hard. “Apologies. I used to punch the ironwood trees by the palace to train. Now, I feel nothing.”

Now Po, like the fanboy he’s always been, says, “That’s… severely cool.”

Tigress would have rolled her eyes in the first movie. But this time, she just nods in acknowledgement, taking Po’s words as a compliment. But because she knows that Po is struggling, she keeps the focus on him, and immediately demands, “Again!” to keep him practicing. Po continues sparring with Tigress and talking at the same time. Later, they quit moving, and talk more deeply. Po admits that he’s feeling a bit unsettled since he talked to Mr. Ping about the fact he’s adopted. Tigress easily could have mocked Po for this, but instead she kindly, quietly asks, “And this bothers you?”

What’s happening this entire scene is that Tigress is helping Po process. She’s noticing that Po is struggling tonight, and is doing what she can to make him feel better. Tigress is downright empathizing with Po! It’s beautiful and speaks a lot to how much they have grown. She’s never smothering, and she keeps a serious face as is consistent with her character, but Tigress knows how to help Po and make him feel better. I could scream about the beauty of this scene forever.

I myself have not had the chance to see Kung Fu Panda 3 because family is coming in town this weekend. But I, like you, am really hoping there’s another cool progression between Po and Tigress. The fact that Po defeated Shen so incredibly at the end of the second movie has got to play into the development of their relationship. Thor, he even hugged her after they defeated the peacock! There’s got to be some more really awesome things in store.

anonymous asked:

This is where we do requests right? Um if so, could I suggest Hiccup and Astrid (maybe with Gobber as the seasoned Veteran and Fishlegs and Ruff for some comedy) Troll, Bigfoot or Ghost hunting, either in an AU the Chasing universe or original, I just think that it's a good idea that I haven't seen and I don't feel I have the talent to do it justice with these characters. If you wanna use this great, if not thanks for reading the thought, and all your amazing writing.

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