and it went right to my head

The unofficial Berena protocol for meeting Catherine in Bath!

Ok guys, so I thought I’d put together a guide for nervous first timers like me.

Firstly, the actors leave quite quickly after the performance. Me and my bestie popped to the bathroom after the performance then went outside to the stage door (to left of theatre if you’re looking straight at it, down the alley, past the pub - Garricks Head I think, people park their motorbikes there so you’ll know you’re in the right place).

Within 15 or so minutes after the performance and bathroom break, the actors start to exit the theatre. Catherine normally comes out first and lights up a cigarette so probably best give her some space to do that first. Being an ex smoker I know how desperate you are for a smoke after being deprived for a few hours.

She’s friendly, polite and chatty so just be the same! She was knackered after the performance though so try not to keep her too long after the other actors have already gone off to the pub.

Be courteous to each other, don’t hog her! I kinda made the mistake of hanging back and 2 other ladies had a really long chat with her leaving less time for us.

Ask questions! I was too nervous to ask about Holby stuff so ended up talking about how on earth she and the other actors remember all the play dialog. The way I look at it, chances are you may not meet Catherine again so take this opportunity to ask what you want, so think about your questions before hand so you can fire them off appropriately and politely before nerves get the better of you. She’s a good sport so any burning berena questions, just get them in there! again, this may be the only time you meet her so why not?! - obviously just be respectful about it!

Remember a sharpie! and anything you want signed, again ask politely and I’m sure Catherine will oblige. If you don’t have anything to sign, buy a show program at the start, they’re £3.

Same with selfies, make sure you ask first. I actually automatically put my arm around Catherine’s waist without thinking so I said “sorry, is this ok” and she said yes so I know it’s obvious but always ask, we don’t want a reputation for being a bit of a mental fandom!

Also on the photo note, the stage door is really dimly lit so the photos won’t be great, again ask if ok and maybe get a mate to switch on their phone torch to light the area up before photos - will look much better than a flash photo!

Gifts - Catherine will come out with her handbag and coat in her arms, so any gifts I’d suggest popping them in a bag so she can carry them away easily. Also, maybe get her flowers to brighten up her hotel room? - a traditional gift for actors after a show. She’ll thank you loads for coming to the show which is really sweet so make sure you let her know how grateful we are for berena and her taking the time to stop and talk and have pics.

Other things of note to visitors to Bath/UK, although tempting, do not eat at Pizza Express, it’s just up from the theatre but it’s expensive and rubbish (skimp on portions and ingredients, terrible service, charge you a fortune!) walk past the theatre and carry on along on Westgate Street and you’ll find a load of nice eateries at reasonable prices!

If you want snacks, there’s a Sainsbury’s local and a Tesco Express if you carry on away from the theatre on Westgate Street. Also plenty of coffee shops and bars.

If you’re in doubt about the crowd being berena, just ask!

I live in the City just over from Bath and know the area well so if you need any help, just send me a message!

Hopefully by me doing this we can build up a “pay it forward” guide to meeting CRuss or JRed at events so we’re all in the know before we go! - it’s really not intended to be patronising at all so please don’t take it that way x

crimsonwolves  asked:

I seen your video of Smaug. I thought she was a he (assuming by name), but read your about. I got so curious because Ive never had any of my males "murrrr" at me before but my grump butt, Lilly, does right around the end of summer, or when I hold my male first.

Yes Smaug is a girl! She was too small to determine her gender when I got her, but I liked the name so I just went for it. That funny little noise and the head shaking she does is a typical female thing. It means she’s not in the mood for mating, and she’s mistaking my hand for a male. It rarely happens, but she can get quite sassy about it - I don’t even have to actually do anything (like touch her), if she does it I usually put her back and don’t bother her any longer but sometimes she’ll be in her enclosure just… meeping at plants…

I watched as she smiled to herself right after she took a sip of her coffee. It seemed as though she had forgotten everything that went wrong in her life, like it was just her and her coffee against the world.

Then her eyes met mine, and I was sure that the world had righted everything that was wrong once again.

“Why, do I have something on my face?” She blinked at me.

I gave her a smile and shook my head.

“I think I just fell in love, all over again.”

—  Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #117 // “All over again, just for you.”

‘Cause past is past but not in my heart.

I’ve been through this before; then it broke my heart.

Went on my way to play around with my face and hair today. (Haha my hair is actually long enough to almost touch my shoulder blades, and for this I had to tie it on the other side of my head and toss the tips on the other side. Sadly the color isn’t right, and I couldn’t bother to photoshop it.) As much as I love Shiro, it pains me I just don’t have what it takes to pull him off well enough. But at least it is fun to do this kind of stuff at home.

Game’s on!

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson


Imagine: Klaus gets super jealous over you and you decide to punish, in a very hot way, him for almost murdering your best friend Stefan.


*smut, so read carefully

Word Count: 1577

“I’m sick of this, Klaus!” You yelled, the anger spreading through your every cell. “You treat me like I’m your property, like I am a fucking toy. Get this into your head: I’m not!”


“Wait, I’m not finished yet! You have no right to hurt my friends because you’re jealous.”

“You have no right to seduce your friends to win a bloody argument!”

The fight he had brought up started a week ago, when you went to a party alongside Elena, Bonnie and Caroline. It was at Whitmore College, you were still settling and getting used to being away from Mystic Falls. And, surely, from your boyfriend as well. The blonde thought it would be a good idea, to get out and have some fun. She did not let you say no to it.

Hours later you were there, the music was loud and people were drunk, an extremely perfect inviroment to unwind a little. Your mind was so heavy, missing Klaus, worrying about Silas… Sometimes you felt like you could not handle this much pressure. That’s when Stefan showed up, he wanted to check if everything was okay. You were all alone, since Caroline disappeared with a guy named Jesse and Damon stole Elena away. The younger Salvatore and you ended up talking, you poured your heart out to him. Both of you were very good friends and doing that felt good. He placed his arm around your shoulders and you let your head fall against his chest. It was a very bad time to do that, though, because Klaus had just arrived looking for you. He went nuts and almost ripped your best friend’s heart out. God, you felt so angry at him. And now, after he spotted you with Michael, a college friend, he started with that crap again.

“I wasn’t seducing anyone. I was just talking, like normal people do.”

“You were touching him and smiling. The smile that gets me crazy over you. I can’t picture the idea of you using that smile with other guys, they might fall for you and…”

“Sit.” You raised an eyebrow and pushed him to your bed. “Now listen to me. I love you and there’s no other man in this world who can make me feel like you do. Got it?”

He grinned and placed a hand on your waist.

“God, you’re sexy when you’re all bossy, love.”

“I’m just trying to make you understand. But I honestly think you deserve a punishment, for making me so angry.”

“Well, I can’t disagree with you. What do you have in mind to make your powerful boyfriend suffer?”

“First, lay down.” Klaus looked at you, the smile still on his face. “I said: lie down! Right now!”

You pushed him harshly and he fell on his back, glancing at you with expectation. 

“Now, you are not allowed to touch me. Just watch.”

The Mikaelson nodded, agreeing with your terms. You put a soft song to play and started to sway your hips, lightly, looking directly at him. Slowly, you unbuttoned your shirt, rubbing your hands through your body. Finally, you ran out of buttons and let the black lacy bra show up. Klaus tightened in the bed and motioned to stand up. You knew he was tempted, but, at the same time, you wanted him to beg. Beg for your sex.

“I remember saying for you lie down! Now I have to tie you up.”


“Shush! Don’t say a word until I say so.”

Your lips hovered about his, your noses touched, but you did not kiss him. He grunted when you backed away, leaving his wrists tied up with your shirt and giggling. His eyes followed your every movement, especially when you took off your skirt, revealing a sexy black thong, matching your bra. Klaus loved that and you would not waste an opportunity to drive him over the edge. 

“Y/N, this is not funny! Look how hard you got me!”

“Tsk, your commander did not allowed you to say anything yet.” You slip off from your underpants and gently rubbed it against his nose. “Smell my arousal, honey, and know that you will not taste it. At least not now.”

“Love, I don’t believe this is a fair game.”

“You agreed to play, though. Live up to your promise and I assure you’ll end up satisfied.”

“Next time we play this, I’m in charge. I’m a bloody alpha, not any dog you can boss around.”

“Keep talking like that and you’ll end up with no pussy today. And mine is, oh, all juicy.”

You laughed as you head him growl. Klaus had a short temper and, heck, you enjoyed so much to play with his feelings. Biting your lower lip, you touched your clit, tracing figure eights on it. Your boyfriend’s eyes widened and you sat in front of him, still rubbing the soft nub. The other hand grabbed a boob and you realised you were still wearing a bra. You pushed it down a little, stroking your nipple and letting out girlish moans.

“This feels so good, oh…”

“Y/N, if you don’t sit on my face right now so I can help you with that… Fuck, I don’t know what I’m going to do to you.”

“I guess you already know, sweetie.” You smiled, sticking your wet fingers inside his mouth. “Only you can make me get like this. Look at the sheets, all dirty with my juices…”

“I’m going crazy over here. My dick is so hard for you, babe, help me out a little.”

“Oh, my poor Nik, do you want me to suck your cock or ride it?”

“Is this a trick question?” His blue eyes looked at you so deeply, you almost felt your skin burn. “I want to feel your pretty pussy clenching around my thick cock.”

You sighed, nodding and taking off his trousers and tearing up his shirt, leaving only his blue boxers on. His hard length could be seen miles away and you almost felt sorry for him, it was probably hurting a lot. Klaus’ body was claiming to feel your soft hands and, without hesitation, you went for it, pumping softly his cock and hearing his groans fill the room.

“You’ll be so screwed when this game is over.”

“Is fair when you do it, but no when I’m in charge?” You questioned him, finally sinking down on his dick. The Mikaelson closed his eyes whilst you moaned. "Niklaus Mikaelson, you need boundaries. Someone to put on your place. No Elijah, no Mikael. Me! I’m the one who’s going to set you straight.“

It was the breaking point to the man under you, he tore the shirt locking his wrists and grasped your butt, slapping it and increasing the movements’ velocity. Next morning you could bet you would be sore.

Fuck, Klaus!“ You reached your clit, stroking it.

"You love my cock inside your pretty pink pussy, don’t you?”

You hummed, nodding, unable to answer properly, and digging your nails on his chest. The only sound heard was of your hips clapping and the strangled noises both of you were making. His large hands cupped your breasts, stroking gently your nipples. You did not think it was possible to feel this amount of pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck…” You squeaked, heavy breathing and punching his chest. “I’m going to fucking cum around you!”

“Come on, kitten, show me what you got.”

You took a deep breath, the numbing feeling starting to crawl up your body. By this point, it was not about dominating him anymore, you just wanted the tension built up on your stomach released. Klaus angled his hips, finding a sweet spot inside you, which made you huff and grunt.

At last, since your body could not withstand any more of that pressure, you felt your mind levitate. Your toes curled up and you clutched his hair tightly, almost ripping a lock off. Klaus came right afterwards, in hot spurts inside of you and squeezing your waist so strongly you knew it would leave a bruise behind. When the thrilling sensation left, you smiled, satisfied and cuddled on his chest, his unique scent invading your nostrils.

“You’re such a complicated person, Y/N.”

“I am?” You did not look at him, just kept drawing imaginary figures on his chest. 

“Yes, but now I know that’s exactly why I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart. However, don’t think that means I’m not angry with for you trying to kill my friends.”

“I’m truly sorry, love, I just… I’m scared one day I might lose you.”

You shook your head, giggling.

“I’m really upset you didn’t realise, by now, you’re stuck with me forever. Well, forever if one day you decide to turn me.”

“That’s up only to you, darling.”

Y/N Y/L/N!” Caroline cried, covering her eyes. “What did we agreed about bringing boys in?”


“Oh, come on!”

“Give us a minute and we’ll fix everything.”

Klaus and you laughed at the blonde, leaving the bed and getting dressed. You sighed, getting lost on your boyfriend putting on his trousers. He raised his eyesight, staring at you and making you blush.

“If you keep looking at me like that, we won’t be able to leave.”

“Urgh! I’m still listening.”

“We’re coming, Care. Don’t worry.”

One more laugh, one more kiss and he was gone, taking a piece of your heart alongside him.

“Oh. Right.” Kit glanced down at his split knuckles. “I hurt my hand at the Shadow Market.”

“How?” Ty asked, leaning against the edge of the counter.

“I punched a board,” Kit said. “I was angry.”

Ty’s eyebrows went up. He had interesting eyebrows, slightly pointed at the tops, like inverted V’s, and very black. “Did it make you feel better?”

“No,” Kit admitted. He felt ever so slightly judged.

Ty tilted his head to the side. “I can fix it,” he said, taking one of the Shadowhunters’ magic pencils out of his jeans pocket. Steles, they were called. He held out his hand.

Kit supposed he could have refused to accept the offer, the way he had when Julian had suggesting healing him in the car. But he didn’t. He held his forearm out trustingly, wrist turned upward so the blue veins were exposed to the boy who’d held a knife to his throat not that long ago.


Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows Snippet



My Fave Moments in Immersion: Hitman

- Michael’s inability to get the vest over his head in a short period of time.

- How Michael’s plan went to shit, poor guy, when someone knocked into him and spilled the poisoned drinks everywhere.

- Gavin’s first blonde wig, need I say more?

- Gav kept forgetting to disguise his voice and it was obvious who he was when he was talking like a right Brit.

- How Gavin tried to crawl away from the guards when he was caught.

- Gavin’s wig wasn’t properly on the second time around and the poor boi’s hair stuck out the entire time.

- Poor Gavin kept getting recognized because of his nose.

- The guards, Tyler, Adam, and Jon all got confused because they didn’t realize both Gavin and Michael were in for the third time, and how they all kept arguing because one person thought Gavin was in and another thought it was actually Michael.

- How Michael took off his wig and threw it back inside before they left lmfao.

Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night, startled by something. Might be his dreams, might not. He didn’t remember enough of them to tell.

What he remembered of them usually went like this:

He woke up alone. Statics filled the air. The streets buzzed. The punches never came, and he just walked the streets until he was on the ground, in front of an alleyway. The dusty lamppost stood between him and the entrance. The light flickered the way usual household light bulbs did, but slower.

Then he woke up, alone, the newest podcast playing on loop in his ears. The light was always off.

It really wasn’t much to go by.

even more bc it has to run its course 

but seriously I can’t even play Overwatch right now, my head’s so stuffy that looking at all that color and motion is incomprehensible

like I went to the store last night at approximately 80% functioning??? and I’m urprised I even picked up all the things I needed

I would not be a good asset to any team 


Grace Kelly, Actress
December 01 - Favorite Grace movie - costume

To Catch a Thief. I took this to mean my favorite Grace movie for the whole costume lineup overall - is that right? That in itself is so difficult, but I think my favorite Grace costume of all time is the Blue Chiffon from TCAT, so my mind immediately went there.

Sorry for the mismatched gifs, and thank you and apologies to dosesofgrace and yocalio for stealing them!

afterschool ritshou hcs

I have a bunch of ritshou headcanons that i just. can’t get out of my head.

  • shou and ritsu talk a lot on skype! when ritsu gets home from school and starts homework shou just immediately calls him
  • he’s never the one to initiate skype conversations but that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want to talk, he just. waits because shou is always the one that calls
  • shou tells ritsu about his day
  • “okay i’ve never told anyone this but i trust you okay? it’s just… i saw this post online right. and then one thing went onto the next and… i have a hamster now.”
    • “you just get a hamster because of an internet post????”
    • “i’m naming it ritsu”
    • “no, DONT name it ritsu”
  • shou always sends pictures of his art to ritsu and ritsu is really bad at giving validation because he doesn’t know how to
    • he tries his best
    • he gets excited with shou when he sends him a page of decently drawn hands
    • “i hate drawing so much.”
    • “but this is a page of decently drawn hands”
    • “i KnOw RiGhT?????”
    • most of the drawings are of wrestling poses
  • shou talks a lot, while ritsu listens as he’s doing his homework
  • shou gets self-conscious because he feels like he talks too much but ritsu says that he likes that he doesn’t have to do a lot of the talking
  • “why?”
  • “i get to listen to my friend talk to me and enjoy talking to me instead of a bunch of people expecting things from me like at school. i know i suck at showing it but i really appreciate you.”
  • shou
  • oh this kid
  • ohhhh this kid
  • he’s in deep for this boy
  • “well, how could you not love listening to me?”
  • “i change my mind i’m blocking you.”

shinee world 2017 (fukui, day ii) ♡ 170129
translation: mredwardsanders

when taemin commented that the dancer who choreographed “kimi no sei de” is the same age as him, the audience started to buzz, going: “eh?!” key then told taemin: “you just look young.” taemin responded to this by saying: “ah~, having cut my bangs i’m like sarang-chan, right?” the venue screamed, seeing minho pay sarang-chan taemin’s head (after this). afterward taemin went: “dad~” to jonghyun and hugged him.

Fairy Tail vs GMG Sabertooth
  • Sting: Okay look, I think, um, things are starting to get a little out of control here...
  • Natsu: I agree. You betrayed me and you went behind my back and now you need to pay.
  • Sting: I need to... I need to pay?
  • Natsu: Do I stutter?
  • Sting: Oh okay. Fair enough. Oh! You know what, you might want to borrow this. (tosses over a white flag)
  • Lucy: Ew. No one wants your dirty underwear, Sting.
  • Sting: It's not dirty underwear! It's a white flag and you may as well start waving it right now--
  • Natsu: The only thing I will be waving is your decapitated HEAD on a STICK in froNT OF YOUR WEEPING MOTHER!
  • Lucy: ...
  • Orga: ...
  • Rufus: ...
  • Rogue: ...
  • Sting: . . . good lord.

Month Two
you brought up how drinking was the only thing that made you happy, I buried my head in my phone because that was my crutch. you were telling me I wasn’t good enough for you, but I was trying so hard to be, so I couldn’t listen. the only reason I picked my head up was because I heard your fist hit the stop sign. when I jumped, you told me “I take my anger out on objects, always have, nothing personal.”

Month Three
you took me to the park to drink with your friends. you were a six pack in, and asked me to get your other beer from the car. you forgot about our fight in the car over the radio, to which you slammed on the breaks and the bags went flying. you didn’t realize the beer bottles shattered. so when I brought them over to you, you punched the brick wall right next to my head. you told me “I take my anger out on objects, always have, it’s so I don’t hit people.”

Month 4
you dragged me to your friends to drink around the fire. you had a bad week, and I remember the second month when you told me drinking was the only thing that made you happy. I wanted to be more than the alcohol, so despite my friend being diagnosed with cancer and my classmate passing away, I went. you went to the bathroom and saw me hug your best friend when you came out. I was just saying hello. you stormed out of the house and I followed, swearing that all I wanted was you and that it was nothing more than a hug. you hit me. I was hoping you thought I was a stop sign or a wall, but there were no “objects” around me. you told me “I take my anger out on objects, always have, but you deserved this.”

—  That’s not love and I didn’t deserve it.
This Is My Version : A Conor Maynard Fiction

Based on the original song by Conor Maynard.

Not requested.

I moved in with the Maynards and Josh for a couple of months now. I was studying abroad here in London. Just like any other cliche love story, I was crushing hard on Conor.

For the past few weeks, Conor and I have been flirting back and forth until one day, he stopped. Last week, when I complimented his outfit, he just stared at me blankly before turning around and head back to his room and changed another outfit. I was confused at his actions, why did he do that? Ouch. I shook it off and go on with my day, thinking maybe he was just not in a mood for compliments, as if.

As usual, I was staying up watching Gotham. I wasn’t worrying about Conor (pfft), I was just binge watching my favorite TV show, no harm right? Jack and Josh went to Caspar’s place to make a video so I got the whole house to myself. I was in my PJ’s, slouching on the couch while eating some chips. I looked up at the clock, its hands reading 1:26 am. I decided that I should call it a night before standing up and hid my chips at the back of the cupboard because I’m sure when Mikey, a friend of the boys, visits them, he’ll go through the cupboard and eat anything that is found.

I picked up the remote control and turned off the TV and at the same time, guess who’s back. Conor. He was holding his car keys in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. 

“ How was the party?” I asked. Conor looked at me with hesitation, put the bottle on the kitchen counter before walking towards me. I felt my heart beating rapidly. He was in front of me now and I could smell the alcohol from his breath.

“Can you just be quiet for a goddamn second?” He said.

“Excuse m-” I was cut off by Conor again, spitting his most vulgar comments at me. 

“Excuse you what? Honestly, do you ever shut up? I was totally fine before you moved in and now your presence irritates me. You’re so fucking annoying.” He spat.

I was at the edge of crying. 

“I’m not going to argue with you, especially when you’re drunk. Talk to me when you sober up.” I answered.

I put down the remote control and turned my heel, walking around him and down the hall to go back to my room,then I felt a strong grip on my arm.


“Let go of me, Conor.”

My arm was starting to hurt and I doubt there will be bruises on my arm with the amount of force that Conor put in to.

“Get the fuck out of the house. You’re not welcome here.” 

“What the hell? I pay rent too, you know.” I look at his dumbfounded face.

“I don’t care if you pay rent or not, you are not welcome in this house. I don’t welcome sluts.” He said.

Slut? What the actual fuck? Last time I remembered having sex was that it didn’t happen.

I was mad. I walked towards Conor, making him taking a few steps back until his back hit the wall.

“Call me anything you want but don’t ever, ever, call me a slut.” I said with my pointer finger poking his chest.

He laughed once. “That’s what all sluts says! Just admit it, you’ve been fucking around with Jack for the past few months.”

I held my fist high up, ready to punch him, until I saw a figure standing by the door…

It’s Jack.

Part 2?

Had a guy hand me a 50 for a 10 dollar order and I gave an internal sigh
But when I said “Out of fifty? Okay, I’ll be right back I need a manager to check it.” He gasped and went “OH That’s not my 20 I’m so sorry!”
A wave of relief washed over me. I gave him his 50 and he gave me a 20.
He told me “I don’t know where my head is today, Sorry about that.”

No no. It’s fine, bless u for catching that tbh I only have 5’s and 1’s.