and she's still not a favourite

anonymous asked:

Hi! You are so perfect as the Black sisters and you obviously put so much effort into really getting to know each one and how best to tell their stories. I was wondering, which sister do you most enjoy playing? Or which one do you feel is most like you/you connect with most? Thanks! Xx

(( OOC: I think Bellatrix is the most fun to play, because I love working out her mannerisms and how she reacts to different things. Young Bellatrix is a particularly interesting character because she hasn’t quite abandoned all of her self-control. At this stage she is responding to situations at a higher level than just pure reactive emotion, which still makes her just as dangerous, just in a different way to the Bella we saw in the books. Also, sadistic characters are always the most fun to play ;)

I am very fond of Andromeda. Tonks is one of my most favourite characters and so I really enjoy finding things in Andromeda she would have inherited. I like the complexity of her personality - she was stubborn and rebellious and even arrogant enough to abandon her family for the sake of love. But at the end of the day she remains a Black, she still comes from old blood and great wealth and I like that dynamic within her. I think Tonks has all the strongest parts of Andromeda, yet without the arrogance. That plus Ted’s vulnerability and huge heart makes her who she is. Exploring Tonks parents and their personalities has made me appreciate her character so much more.

Narcissa is one of the most beautifully complex characters in the Harry Potter universe. She is incredibly clever and aware of her surroundings at all times, and knows exactly how to manipulate a situation to benefit her, but no one would realise she’s doing it. Whereas Bellatrix is manipulative in a violent, animalistic way, Narcissa knows how to play the puppet master and yet remain invisible. She’s demure, and beautiful, and reserved, but is absolutely always in control. She’s a damn badass. ))

ladywongs  asked:

you just destroyed me with your theory of Mucchan stabbing Touka's belly and destroying her abilty to bear any children.. oh my god.. i'm still in shock ;-; i never thought of that before *dies*

AHHHHHHHHHHH IT’S SENPAI *also dies*

You’re one of my favourite blogs holy crap, thank you for notice me ;-; Please accept my humblest apologies for killing you. It is the duty of us meta-writers to kill the fans in advance before Ishida does (for some reason). That just seems to me like where the evidence leads and I don’t think anyone would claim Ishida’s not hardcore enough to do it…still, marginally better than Touka dying, right?

But all may not be lost! Touka’s definitely going to believe it’s gone for good, but who knows, maybe by the epilogue she might have grown another one if Ogura gives her Noro-style regenerative abilities or something? It’s a slim chance, but it exists! (Ofc I might just be wrong in the first place, so until Ch 123 don’t panic!)

anonymous asked:

Hiii I love your blog! I'm still kinda new to the SM fandom and theres so much fic out here is there anything that you recommend? - xo

HELLOOOOO WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME
I CAN definitely recommend @illumeshawn (A Higher Education is one of my all time favourites) @ihaveabadreputation (just read the whole damned masterlist she is gold)
@nike-shawn (is so freaking talented she makes me want to hide in a corner)
@gentlemanmendes (my sweetheart, such talent, much wow I love her)
@parselt0nque (wrote two short imagines that changed my life forever)

i have a recs tag if you would like to look through that I’m sure you’ll find more suggestions 😚😚😚

PS THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVE ❤️❤️

anonymous asked:

It's not like your blog is a risa nakamura shrine? Anon needs to seriously chill with that underlying cattyness, it's boring and kind of gross. (Also just wanted to say that I've been following your blog for a couple of years, your blog is my favourite pastel fashion Tumblr! I started following you back when you were into cult party, so I was wondering if you still like it? A lot of people are leaving it for larme I've noticed!)

Good to know I’m not the only one who found that ask catty but I didn’t know if I was reading into it too much, so I answered sincerely. But it is the case that she’s the most popular girl in Larme right now, so obviously I’m going to have a lot of pictures of her on my blog.

Thanks for following me for so long! I do still hold a special place in my heart for cult party kei, even if I’ve moved on to Larme. I tried in the past to wear cpk myself, but I could never get it right so I never posted my attempts here. It’s such a hard style to wear and I just felt like I couldn’t get the nuances down so honestly I kind of gave up… Larme is more “normie,” so honestly I do find it easier to wear.

Then once places like The Virgin Mary started drifting away from their original style, I also kind of started to lose interest. Icons that I used to follow like manapyon just sort of disappeared. Snap sites like ridsnap are completely gone. You’ve probably seen those articles floating around about “the death of Harajuku fashion” and whatnot, and while I think that’s going a little far, there have definitely been shifts in trends and I think cpk is a casualty of those shifts.

That said, I’ve seen talk of “antique kei” lately, which is another vintage inspired fashion that’s gaining popularity amongst some Japanese girls on insta. It seems to have ties back to both cult party and dolly kei. If you’re interested in learning more about it, check out @aliferousangel. She dresses in the style and is friends with other girls who do too. That might give a glimpse into the future of vintage styles in Japan. Also check out Daisy shop (http://daisy-k.shop-pro.jp/). Their insta is such cute inspiration!

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liampayne: My close friends and family know there are very few times when I’m left speechless… wow!
I’m incredibly happy to welcome our new baby boy into the world, it’s a moment that I will never forget for the rest of my life and my favourite memory I have so far. I’m completely in awe of his incredible mother and how she has been the whole way through this, she’s really made my dreams come true. We haven’t named him yet but he’s already capturing hearts including mine. I feel very blessed.
Happy Mother’s Day everyone!

cherylofficial: On Wednesday 22nd March Liam and I became parents to an incredibly beautiful, healthy baby boy, weighing 7lb 9 and looking like a dream. Although he still doesn’t have a name he is already stealing hearts. We are all madly in love and overwhelmingly happy with our little arrival. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers around the world. A day that now has a different meaning to me forever 💙

Musical Shitpost

this is what happens when i watch mama mia with my mum and we both cry at meryl streep

team voltron love musicals. this is a fact. but who loves what

keith:

  • keith loves legally blonde
  • he can’t help it
  • the music is all so fun
  • and they all have such a good time and no one ends up hurt except a couple assholes
  • every time he watches it he starts to sing the song what you want at lance behind his back
  • no one minds
  • hunk and him do a perfect duet of serious

shiro:

  • this man loves les mis
  • he doesn’t hide it either, his jean val jean impression is spot on
  • sometimes he’s found doing his eyeliner singing both parts of a duet to the mirror
  • often it’s the confrontation
  • he isn’t good at it
  • he cries whenever a character dies too which is hard
  • because like
  • they all die

allura:

  • you do not wanna get between this woman and wicked
  • she used to love hamilton but as soon as she heard no good deed she fell in love
  • she can hit all the high notes especially in deying gravity
  • she tried to make keith duet what is this feeling but he couldn’t learn the lyrics
  • sometimes she and lance sing popular together and lance kills it as glinda
  • she refers to the mice as munchkins sometimes

hunk:

  • THE HILLS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC
  • when lance is sad he sings my favourite things and it chers him up without fail
  • he has a playlist of his favourite sound of music songs to go to sleep listening to
  • spoiler alert: it’s all of them
  • he convinced the team to do do re mi together and it almost made him cry when they did
  • once when they found a planet where the hills actually were alive he almost died imitating julie andrews
  • he still says it would have been worth it

pidge:

  • i don’t know if you know this but pidge and heathers go together like shiro and suffering
  • candystore is her anthem
  • and whenever lance pisses her off which is a lot she belts out yo girl around the ship
  • losing rover put her into full on i am damaged mode for weeks
  • lifeboat makes her sad because it reminds her how much of her family she’s lost. sometimes she’ll be alone in her room crying thinking how much she’s lost. no one knows.
  • dead girl walking reprise puts her back in a good mood though so it’s fine

lance:

  • i bet you thought this would say high school musical
  • everyone loves highschool musical lance isn’t a basic bitch
  • although he does love it
  • lance‘s favourite is obviously mamma mia and i’m not just saying that because i just watched it
  • it has meryl streep in it for christsake
  • and abba
  • dancing queen is his anthem but lay all your love on me is pretty awesome to him too
  • winner takes it all still makes him cry with pride
  • he’s sung S.O.S about both hunk and keith at different times and same times. they are so perfect for it
  • the musical both makes him incredibly happy and incredibly homesick. use only when needed

coran:

  • avenue q of course
  • this was the first musical he’d ever heard and every one since has been a disappointment in comparison
  • he sang everyone’s a little bit racist to allura when she was having her issues with keith
  • it didn’t help
  • he sang if you were gay when keith first got his crush on lance
  • it didn’t help
  • when lance had to handle keith’s bonding moment issue he sang mixtape
  • it helped.

kaltenecker

  • grease all the way
  • alone at a drive in moo-vie is his favourite
  • beauty school dropout also resonates deep in his heart
  • this is the only musical the poor cow has seen, he saw it when lance watched it with shiro
  • grease is the word was a spiritual experience


im sorry this is what i made tonight

BONUS:

  • zarkon likes Hairspray purely for Miss Baltimore Crabs
  • haggar enjoys chorus line surprisingly
  • shay adores RENT in every way
  • the blades of marmora watch rocky horror regularly and each have assigned roles to sing. ulaz was dr frank n furter
  • lotor is high school musical 2. he wants fabulous.
  • varkon likes shrek the musical.

I saw this post by @krzed and I just had to draw it

I totally agree Kim would use Alix’s ace-ness to make the most ridiculous puns

They’ve come back from a case, Rosie long-asleep in the upstairs bedroom where there’s just enough room for her cot and John’s bed, and Sherlock is ranting.

Stupid,” he spits out, pacing to and fro in the living room, his hands in his hair. “Why was she so stupid? Why kill them in the first place, when she knows she’s the best suspect?”

“Well, she loved him,” John offers, even though he knows Sherlock doesn’t really want his opinion.

Sherlock scoffs.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he snaps, not even looking at John. “She didn’t love him.”

“What?” John sits up from where he’s been lazing on his chair. “Of course she did. Listen, I know you like to dismiss ‘sentiment,’ Sherlock, but love makes people do crazy things, so-”

“That,” Sherlock says and his voice is flat and angry at the same time, “was not love. That was possession, that was ownership, it may even have been jealousy, but it was definitely not love.” He infuses the word with such contempt that it makes John flinch, but Sherlock is moving again, glaring at the world as though it had personally offended him. “If she loved him, she’d have let him go. She’d have done everything in her power to make sure that he was happy, even if that meant he was with someone else. She’d have killed - she’d have died herself - if it meant that he would have one millimetre more happiness in his life than otherwise. She would have protected his lover with her life, she’d have done absolutely anything in her power to give him anything he wanted. Instead, she killed them both in a fit of jealous rage, because she never really loved him, she loved owning him. Like a favourite pair of shoes, or a pretty picture.”

John is still trying to absorb that rant when Sherlock crosses the room and slams his bedroom door behind him.

John sits in silence for a few moments before heading to bed.

He wakes up an hour later and John Watson has never actually experienced an epiphany before, never experienced that moment Sherlock is always chasing where all the pieces come together and your brain dissolves into fireworks and you know everything but he’s pretty sure that he just had one.

Before he can even think, he’s downstairs, pushing open Sherlock’s door and standing there like a fool.

Sherlock sits up, sleep-mussed and soft, and says “John, what’s wrong? Is it Watson?”

John licks his lips and tries to speak and…nothing.

Tries again.

“You…you love me,” he manages, and it’s a bare whisper, all he can force past the weight in his chest, of ten years of unsaid words. “Sherlock?”

Sherlock is looking at him with horror in his eyes.

“I-I” Sherlock says, and John interrupts him.

“Please say I’m wrong, Sherlock, please say I’m wrong,” and he’s speaking quickly now, tears running down his face unchecked, and his leg gives out and he finds himself on his knees by Sherlock’s bed, a ragged penitent in old pyjamas, prostrating himself before a saint. “Please say I haven’t been wrong all this time, haven’t wasted all these years, please, Sherlock, please…”

He hides his face in Sherlock’s bed, so that he can’t see Sherlock’s eyes, his beloved face creased in confusion.

“John?” Sherlock asks. “I don’t…I don’t understand.”

But John is sobbing too hard to answer, great heaving sobs, and Sherlock puts a hand on the back of his neck that burns like a brand because of course Sherlock would try to comfort him, even though he doesn’t understand what John is on about, even though John has hurt him so terribly so many times.

“I love you,” John gasps into the bed. Sherlock’s hand stills for a moment and then, cautiously, resumes its smooth comforting stroking.

“John, you’re upset,” he begins, but John cuts him off mid-sentence.

“Years, Sherlock, years,” he gasps. It’s becoming easier to speak, the weight on his chest becoming less with every word. “I’ve loved you for years. Since Angelo’s that first night, I think, since the cabbie, since the first time I saw you sleep-soft in morning light. I loved you in Dartmoor and I loved you at the pool - God, how I loved you in that moment, I would have fallen to my knees and worshipped at your feet for the rest of my life and I would have been content. I loved you on the roof of Bart’s and on the pavement a moment later. I loved you every moment of every day you were gone, and I loved you every time I stood in front of your grave and begged you for one more miracle, and I loved you when I punched your face because it was that or kiss you, and I loved you when you were bleeding out in Magnussen’s office. I loved you on Magnussen’s porch and I loved you on the tarmac, and I loved you in the morgue and in the hospital and in the prison and the well and I’ve loved you every moment since the day I met you, I love you I love you I love you.”

He doesn’t stop so much as run out of breath, chanting those three words - three words he’d never thought he’d be able to say - like prayer, John is a monk and this is his religion now, this is his faith, this only thing he knows for sure.

“John,” Sherlock breathes. “Why didn’t you…”

“I thought,” and John is trying to think of a way to say this right, a way to really explain, “I thought that you didn’t…I didn’t think you didn’t love me, but I thought you wanted me as a friend, just a friend, and so I tried to be the best friend anyone could ever have, but obviously I’m pretty shit at it, but I tried and I hid it, and hid it, and I married Mary because I thought…I thought I’d break apart from missing you and later I thought I’d die from wanting you, and I couldn’t bear to lose you but I was losing you anyway, but the surest way to lose you was to tell you, you didn’t feel the same, you didn’t want the same things, and that’s the best way to kill a friendship, and if friendship was all I could-”

And John shuts up, because Sherlock has slithered out of his bed and fallen to his knees in front of John, and stopped his panicked babbling with his mouth.

When Sherlock finally pulls back, John stares at him, shocked into silence.

“So many years,” Sherlock says, stroking a thumb over John’s lips. “We could have had so many years, John. If only we hadn’t been…”

“Afraid,” John supplies. Sherlock nods, and he’s so close that his nose rubs against John’s when he does, and it’s unbearably intimate. “We could…” And John has to stop for a moment to breathe, to lick his lips and gather his courage in his hands. “We could still have years,” he says. “If I’m not too late. If you still-”

And Sherlock doesn’t say anything with words, but when he kisses John, he writes eloquent poetry in this new language they are building together.

Yes, he says as he licks into John’s mouth

I want, he says, as he sucks a bruise into John’s neck.

I still, he whispers into the curve of John’s ear. I still love you. I will always love you.

Headcanon: Lena has insomnia and whenever she can’t sleep she climbs out of bed and puts on robe and makes herself a cup of chamomile tea in hopes it will help her sleep. She used to open her balcony doors to let the cool night air in and sit curled up on the couch staring at a random spot in her apartment until she finished drinking her tea. But then she met supergirl. Instead of sitting on the couch she goes out onto her balcony overlooking the city ignoring the cold on her bare feet and drinks her tea while scanning the city line for any sign of Supergirl flying. Occasionally she sees blurs of her as she flies in the distance and sometimes Supergirl will see her on a night fly and will stand silently with Lena until her tea is gone and then fly away. Those were her favourite nights…

Until she learned that Kara was Supergirl. 

Now when she can’t sleep she still goes out onto the balcony breathing in the cool air and staring at the city lights finding comfort in that routine. But now instead of Supergirl landing on her balcony it is Kara that joins her as soon as she realizes that she is alone in bed. And they stand their together with Kara’s arms around Lena’s waist, and her chin on her shoulder until long after the tea is gone and Lena’s fingers have started to go cold. That’s when Kara kisses her neck and whispers in her ear asking if she wants to talk about it. When Lena shakes her head Kara just nods placing another kiss on her shoulder where the robe has moved and nudges Lena back inside, placing the cup on the nearest flat surface and heading for their bedroom wrapping herself around Lena to help warm up her fingers and toes whispering in Kryptonian until Lena finally falls asleep. 

10

Daisy Johnson in Agents of SHIELD: ‘What If…’

Just think about Young Teddy Lupin finding Tonk’s old Hogwarts uniform and walking up to his gran with the robe on and she has just stares at him because although people say he looks like his father more, she sees more of her daughter in the young boy. 

Then the first day of Hogwarts comes and Teddy gets sorted into Hufflepuff and he can’t believe that he got sorted into his dream house no matter what other students say about it. He sends and owl to his gran straight away and a few day later he receives a letter and a package. The letter just says how proud his gran and Harry is of him and how she sent what he asked for. 

He opens the package to find his mum’s old uniform, robe, tie and scarf that his Gran kept all these years. He doesn’t mind that it’s faded a bit and it has a few pin holes in from Tonks keeping he badges on it for various bands. In fact, one of them is still there on the front and Teddy refuses to remove it.

 He changes into it instantly because wants to have something that always reminds him of the stories he heard about Tonks at school. He looks down and finds a single blue hair. He sends and owl to his gran and asks about the hair and she replies back about how Tonks had it for a short while because it was his grans favourite colour. 

Next time he visits his gran for the holidays she has a tear in her eye as teddy walks up in the uniform with short blue hair, just like his mother had years before him.

My favourite scene in Heir of Fire

The door opened. Rowan…. He sounded about halfway across the room when his footsteps halted. His breath caught, harsh enough that she looked over her shoulder…. “Who did that to you?”

Her back…. When he’d seen it, his heart had clean stopped….

That day early on he’d threatened to whip the girl, gods above….

She had barely grown into her woman’s body when they had hurt her like that. Why hadn’t she told him? Why hadn’t Maeve told him?

She was almost asleep again, teeth still chattering when her window groaned open in the breeze. She was too cold and sore to get up. There was a flutter of wings and a flash of light, and before she could roll over, he’d scooped her up, blanket and all…. he carried her up the two flights of stairs, down the hall, and then - A roaring fire, warm sheets, and a soft mattress. And a heavy quilt that was tucked in with surprising gentleness… “You’re staying with me from now on.”

This is probably one of my favourite scenes in the entire series ❤

unicorn head - rated

very beautiful!  gorgeous horn, lovely hair, she puts a lot of effort into her look & i bet she’s a hard worker! 10/10

not as multicoloured as her unicorn friends, but still very beautiful! she probably has a very kind heart. 10/10

1 word: very lovely. 
she’s a charmer, everyone loves her. i love her too. although she is blocky, she does not let that bring her down! 10/10

he looks so young and innocent! i’d trust him with my life. adorable boy, 10/10

she looks related to Apple in some way. she’s like the pastel version of her, but she’s still very lovely and unique! 10/10 i love her

very majestic. there’s a feeling of dominance around him, but i bet he has a heart of gold. probably the father of samsung and microsoft. he cares deeply about his children 10/10 loving father

wow! bold & bright! astonishing! she would get 1st place at a beauty contest. 10/10 gorgeous girl

hes very confident. he spiked his hair, & he is really beautiful! look at that smile. he’s a gorgeous boy & he knows it 10/10

mysterious gal!  shes quite reserved and tends to keep to herself, but she doesn’t mind being with her friends! you know in those wallpapers where there’s a beautiful horse at a beautiful lake? that’s her. beautiful. i love her so much 10/10

Things that Yuri Plisetsky does on his birthday
  • wakes up later than usually and goes to the kitchen to angrily remind Yakov and Lila that he’s not doing anything today because it’s his birthday (not like he mentioned it about 500 times this week)
  • his 16th birthday so he’s practically an adult now and they can kiss his ass (maybe he says that in other words. or not)
  • reads a super nice text from Yuuko, a short message from Otabek with “so you have birthday today or not” and asking if they may talk later and then some really weird and creepy yet amusing posts on Yurio’s Angels forum
  • eats a big and against athlete’s diet breakfast that said Yakov and Lila prepared for him totally not because it’s his birthday or anything
  • gives a new toy to his cat since he doesn’t know when the cat’s birthday is anyway so they may celebrate together
  • shuts the front door in Victor’s and Yuuri faces after they start to sing him “happy birthday” in Russian
  • dies from embarrassment
  • lets them in only because they seem to carry a lot of birthdays presents with them
  • complains about every single one but when Victor offers to return them to store almost breaks his arm
  • goes to rink because Worlds still are coming and he needs to wipe these idiots out there
  • is lifted by Mila 16 times because of some weird tradition she heard of
  • swears to kill anyone who publishes a video of that on Instagram
  • skates a bit for fun
  • gets super excited seeing his grandpa watching him from the side
  • (it was a surprise that he’ll come to St Petersburg, Yakov paid for tickets)
  • eats katsudon pirozhki with his grandpa
  • shares some with anyone on rink too and they show him the super big cake they bought for him
  • eats a lot of cake telling them all how disgusting they are
  • shows his favourite places in St Petersburg to his grandpa and drinks some hot wine from him (he hates its taste but he’s almost an adult ok)
  • makes grandpa stay with him one more week
  • comes back home only to call Otabek immediately
  • tells his best friend how he’s birthday’s weren’t so bad even with all those self-absorbed morons around
  • gets excited when Otabek says he has something for him too
  • though he plays it cool
  • but then dies again realising this is a link to an actual playlist made only for him with songs produced by DJ Altin™ 
  • goes to sleep after listening to it about 17 times and calling Otabek to say it pretty decent
  • “best birthday of my life” he mutters to his cat before falling asleep

Help a little autistic girl keep access to the only food she’ll eat!

I don’t normally do this but they’re so close to the needed amount of signatures and it’s such a simple thing.

Basically Ruby, 5, has autism and as a result she has a highly specific diet. She absolutely refuses to eat any other foods for her meals and it’s been going on for years – any attempts to get her to try new foods just stresses her out and makes her stop eating. Ruby’s favourite food is letter-shaped potatoes, but only a specific brand: the ones from the British superstore Tesco.

Tesco have stopped manufacturing these potato letters and Ruby’s family are running out of them. They occasionally run out now, until friends can locate some still in stock for them. When they run out, Ruby doesn’t eat at all. She becomes distressed, has traumatic meltdowns, and now has so much anxiety related to meal times that she has started to refuse to eat her other meals, too. She’s only 5 years old, and the petition only needs 900 more signatures at time of posting this.

Should enough attention be brought to the case, it’s possible that Tesco might be able to make arrangements for the family, and work something out for them. If you have a minute to sign, I’m sure Ruby and her family would greatly appreciate it!

(news source)

  • Alec [about Camille]: Does she still love you?
  • Magnus: I don't think so. She wasn't very pleasant the last time I saw her. Of course, that could be because I've got an eighteen-year-old boyfriend with a stamina rune and she doesn't.
  • Alec: *sputters*
  • Alec: As the person being objectified, I ... object to that description of me.

Ok, so when team Voltron find Blue in s1e1 she flies around in broad daylight in the line of sight of the Garrison, and it’s the day after they rescue Shiro so the Garrison probably wasn’t still on lock down at this point. 

As a fully operational school, surely someone apart from Iverson and his off-sider saw the giant robot lion flying around less than a kilometre from the main building? 

I have this headcanon that Pidge somehow connects the ship to the internet, and as Keith is checking in on all his favourite conspiracy theory boards, he sees a new thread linking the ‘mysterious flying shape in the desert’ with some cave paintings found near a giant hole in millennia-old rock and the disappearance of three Galaxy Garrison students. 

The piece de resistance is some really grainy footage of Blue some student shot on their phone.  

Keith: Pidge, come look at this

Pidge, from over his shoulder: Keith… omg… we’re cryptids

Keith, tearing up: I knew we could do it