because he knows they need him alive

“It’s a bittersweet time. I’m trying to be happy because it’s said that the baby will absorb sad moments. But my father died five months ago, today. We don’t know exactly what happened. He was alone. We think someone tried to rob him because he was found shot to death in his car. I think it was hardest for me because we were so close. He used to visit me at the hospital every day while I was working. I learned that I was pregnant shortly after he died. I think my pregnancy is what’s keeping our family alive. Especially my mother. She’s always with me now. She gets me everything I need. The baby keeps both of us looking forward. It’s going to be a girl.”

(Buenos Aires, Argentina)

Can we take a moment to think about Magnus? He says he got Madzie out just in time and that they went to Catarina’s. Can you imagine the absolute terror he must’ve felt falling through a portal because he’s in so much of a rush that he can’t even keep his balance? That he must’ve dropped in on Catarina unannounced, with a child, but his mind is entirely focused on the destruction he’s barely managed to get them away from? The terror that Alec is still in that institute with a raving lunatic that has a heavenly sword? The endless pacing at Catarina’s apartment as he waits for the sun to rise because he doesn’t know if it’s safe to go back. And the instant he feels like it’s ok he’s giving Madzie a hug, promising a whirlwind of favours to Catarina if she just takes care of the girl please and opening a portal near the institute. And he sees Alec as he steps out of the portal and suddenly he’s running; he needs to be close to him and the utter relief that cascades over him when Alec turns around and pulls him into his arms is breathtaking, because he’s alive, they’re both alive.


When I was a kid… I asked my grandpa once if he ever killed any Germans in the war. He wouldn’t answer. He said that was grown-up stuff. So… so I asked if the Germans ever tried to kill him. But he got real quiet. He said he was dead the minute he stepped in to enemy territory. Every day he woke up and told himself, rest in peace. Now get up and go to war. And then after a few years of pretending he was dead… he made it out alive. That’s the trick of it, I think. We do what we need to do and then, we get to live. But no matter what we find in DC, I know we’ll be okay. Because this is how we survive. We tell ourselves… that we are the walking dead.


Markiplier’s alter egos are surfacing. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? We still don’t know. Why are they coming back?

Mark promised that 2017 is the new him. He’ll bring back that ‘old him’- he needs to renew that passion once more, he needs to light it up till he rivals a bright star in the night. 

Anti came back on Halloween. Halloween, as we know, is the time when the supernatural comes back and becomes alive because the barrier is weak. Was it their way to go through?

No. It’s not their way. They already exist, here. With us. With Mark and Sean. They are like dopplegangers, however as their shadows; their ‘shadows’ as their opposite selves. They don’t need any special gateway. Anti however used that way to bring himself to the limelight. Bask in it. Revel in it.

So, why didn’t Dark appear?

Why? Because simply, it’s not Dark’s style. It’s Anti’s. Anti is bombastic. Sporadic, he appears when you don’t expect him. You didn’t expect him to appear on Halloween. 

Dark however, he’s quiet. He knows manipulation. He’s a master. He knows how to sweet talk. And when is it the best to sweet talk? Valentine’s Day. He knows the special infatuation fans have with him. He knows how to twist his words into something pleasant; something good. 

And he is good. 

If you choose unwisely, you end up within his control. If you don’t get the ‘right’ choice, you will suffer. But then it is revealed that you can reset the reality. You’re still safe.

Jack and Mark are freely talking about them now. Mark acknowledges Anti and Dark at the same time in his episode of Mono.exe. And now, Google’s back. Mark talks about Bim Trimmer in livestream.

But Google is no ‘shadow/dark’ version of Mark. And if you recall, Santa was out as well last December. So does that mean that they exist here on our plane of existence as well? 

No. There’s someone at the gateway, a doorkeeper of the worlds. He who controls the gateways of the planes of existence. He who transcends the rules of physics- more powerful than Dark.And we all know who does it.

Wilford Warfstache.

He’s the one that you encounter in the part of ‘A Date With Markiplier’ in the ‘real’ ending. He literally is the one that brings you back to reality. He shows up in the transition, explaining things and popping out of nowhere. He’s the reason why you’re repeating the date, getting a ‘game over’ style and a ‘try again’ sign when you end up badly. He’s why the loop exists.

He’s the master. He’s the man behind everything. He’s tactically making Mark’s alter egos show up slowly one-by-one to remind the people that they are still there.

Dark and Wilford, hand-in-hand. Mark’s most famous alter egos, the classics, the original alternate personalities. They’re back again to shock the world.

Maybe connected to this theory-theory

Wilford found out about the state of Mark. Who’s better to remind the guy who he started with than those guys who were beside him all time? Mark as the leader, the celebrity, the Youtuber; Wilford as the Interviewer, the pink-mustached man who is quite goofy in a particular way; and Dark, Mark’s horrifying alter ego, the one that showed up in his earlier videos. The other alternate egos turning back to help the guy rise from the slump. 

What do you guys think?

This chapter is important because Ishida’s relationships work by gestures, simbolism, unsaid. To say that that I was shocked is an understatement, but now I’ve reread it, I think I’ve got the point. It’s not about them having sex, it’s about him opening up. WhenTouka jumped on him last chapter was because she knew he was starting to feel down and reacted to that. Now that he cries, just like he cried when he saw her in :re cafè, it means much more than back then. It means something has changed.

This time someone is looking at him, someone confronting him on this. And this time he cannot escape this gaze. 

What are other times when he broke down?

When he was trying to recover his memory. But back then he had no-one to rely on and he himself partially refused to rely on anyone, due to fear, due to relisiance of Kaneki’s character inside of Haise, so that he found himself speaking about himself with a younger image of himself. The only one he received feedback from was this version of him. 

And the effects of it showed. He broke down, as one does when he doesn’t let out anything and all the negativity suddenly bursts out incotrollably. But these weren’t tears of relief, as nothing changed. 

He couldn’t help himself. The people around him couldn’t help him, even when, in rare moments like this, he actually let Haise prevail and asked for their help. Akira is uncomfortable in the position Arima has put her in, for a number of reasons, and to help him as he should be helped is a trauma for her; she can’t be blamed. She does what she can, but it’s not enough. 

And her way of helping him is “uncommon” to say the least. It doesn’t fail completely. Kaneki is a person who needs both to encouraged to stay alive and to be shaken - much like Hide did when he fought Arima. 

But at the same time, it doesn’t work. Even now, after all that has happened between them, now that he has finally mustered to courage to ask her for help - or maybe, he simply lets Haise prevail with her - , she can’t give it to him, because she, herself, is broken and in doubt. So he finds himself in a dark place again. And here comes Touka’s question. 

Why are you crying?

Why indeed. He doesn’t know. Even we as external readers may not know either if it’s even happiness or sadness. But something has changed now, something has shaken him, again, …

so though he doesn’t have an answer for this question, he doensn’t stop to try and overthink it to look for an asnwer. He opens up. He lets another person in his personal space, in his bubble - no pun intended, I swear. 

This doesn’t mean everything is solved. It means it’s more open to solutions than it has ever been. 

anonymous asked:

I really like the robot guy with your haircut. Does he need to eat? or sleep? its important that I know.

His friend made it possible for him to charge up by both eating and battery but he eats a LOT and processes it super fast. Sadly his system can’t technically ‘sleep’ because his robo parts are keeping his non-robo brain alive and if they stop then his brain stops too. 

Jake Peralta loves Amy Santiago so much that when she told him to start drinking 8 glasses of water a day he did it he tried his very best he very clearly hated it but he never once tried to trick her into thinking he did it because he knows she has his best interest at heart and also WHO DOESN’T DRINK WATER HOW IS JAKE PERALTA ALIVE SERIOUSLY HOW HAS HE SURVIVED DECADES OF EXISTENCE HYDRATING HIMSELF WITH PIZZA GREASE

Season 4, the case of the missing Watson, and why BBC John doesn’t love Sherlock

So yesterday I was reading @silentauroriamthereal‘s Best of Three, again (it’s a really good story!). And I realised that the John in that story is pretty much a total dick. He’s incredibly patronising and self-congratulatory about being such a wonderful friend to Sherlock etc etc etc, all the while being actually unimaginably cruel to Sherlock.

And I left a comment to the effect that I loved the story but hated John, and she very kindly replied that she thought it was pretty in character and I had this absolute oh my god moment because she’s bloody right, isn’t she?

And somewhere between Season 4 and Best of Three and SilentAuror’s comment, I think the scales sort of fell from my eyes with regards to John and the show. It’s not that Season 4 ruined John. Season 4 was the logical continuation of where they had taken the character, arguably from the second episode. Go back and look at the way John talks about and treats Sherlock, all the way back to TBB. Try to reconcile the way John talks to and about Sherlock with the way Watson talks to and about Holmes.

Season 4 John is not out of character. Not for BBC John. It’s extreme, but it’s not actually out of character. We think it is, but I think that we have good reason for that. In my specific case, I knew and loved the canon long before BBC Sherlock came on the scene. I know Watson, and I know how he feels about Holmes. So when John acted the way he did in Season 4, I thought it was awful, and terrible, and it came as a shock to me. Before Season 4, when John acted in ways that Watson would not have, I was like “well, maybe he’s just having a bad day’, but Season 4 made me realise that Watson hasn’t been having bad days, Watson has never been here at all.

We think that John is better and wiser and kinder than he is because we spend more time with the wiser, kinder versions of John Watson that we see in the canon and in fanfiction. We’ve been blinded by those Watsons to the truth of John’s character in the show.

And that leads me to another conclusion. BBC’s John doesn’t love Sherlock. We think he does, because Watson loves Holmes, and whether you think that it’s platonic or romantic or sexual or whatever, you can’t deny that there is love there, but John? He doesn’t love Sherlock.

I think he wants Sherlock. I think he’s addicted to Sherlock. To the cases and the life they lead and the danger and all of it. And I think that, like any addict, he hates Sherlock and everything that comes with him, and hates that he needs him. And that’s why the morgue scene happens. Because John, unlike practically every other Watson in history, does not love Sherlock Holmes. Because John wishes that he had never met him and wishes that he could live without him, and knows that as long as Sherlock is alive, he will never, ever be able to leave him for good.

Which means that yes, they really did do TPLoSH all over again, with a gay Holmes desperately in love with Watson, who doesn’t love him back. Except they dialled it up to 11, because everything has to be bigger and louder and hurt more, and instead of a straight Watson who still loves his Holmes, they have given us a John Watson of ambiguous sexuality who not only does not love Sherlock, but actively despises him.

(I also have some thoughts about how Sherlock has been moving toward becoming Holmes over the course of the series, while John moves further and further away from being Watson, but I’ll save that for another time.)

anonymous asked:

stucky is kinda one sided isn't it, like reading your post, obviously some of those are hc but in canon bucky cares a lot about steve, but steve doesn't seem to care much about bucky, i mean he admired bucky when they lived in brooklyn, but he never worried much about him once he was big and had the commandos and the love of his life next to him, bucky died and steve just went on happy with his life, it's kinda sad bc now bucky's the only thing left so hes holding onto him

To quote my hero Ben Wyatt “I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are. Actually it’s going to annoy me if I don’t”

Things Steve Literally Does And Says That Prove This Statement Is Nonsense:

  • Leads a one man rescue mission into an active warzone because he knew Bucky was there, and dead or alive he was taking him out of there
  • Was willing to walk to this location to save Bucky, despite being told Bucky was most likely dead, if that’s what it would take to bring him back. 
  • Was ready to die in a fiery demise, as long as Bucky got out of there safely. 
  • Literally jumped over fiery pits of hell so that Bucky would get out of there alive because Bucky refused to leave without him. Self sacrificing idiots, the pair of them. 
  • Changed his initial stance of “I don’t want to kill anyone, I don’t like bullies” to “I won’t stop until all of Hydra are captured or dead” after Bucky was taken from him as a result of Hydra. 
  • Sat drinking in a bar, even after he realised he couldn’t get drunk, in tears, to numb the pain of him having lost Bucky - he doesn’t even need to say why he’s crying, Peggy immediately knows it was because of Bucky and tries to reassure him it wasn’t his fault.
  • Crashes a fucking plane into the ice. Like this binch could have just given his damn co-ordinates to Peggy, could have been found in days at most. But nah he just wanted to Die. 
  • Goes to an exhibit for himself and stares sadly at footage of himself and Bucky laughing together
  • Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky”
  • “He’s not the kind you save, he’s the kind you stop” “I don’t think I can do that” “He might not give you a choice, he doesn’t know you” “He will.”
  • I’m with you till the end of the line” 
  • Was literally ready to let himself be killed before he gave up on Bucky, because he had so much belief that Bucky was in there and would remember him. 
  • Spent 2 years looking for him with Sam. 
  • Went against 117 countries in order to stop Zemo and clear Bucky’s name. 
  • Became a literal fugitive to keep him safe 
  • Natasha: For the record, this is making it worse
    Steve: He’s alive. 
  • Pulled a helicopter out of the sky with his bare hands like…..i don’t even know what else to say, this extra ass fuck literally pulled a helicopter out of the damn sky to keep Bucky safe 

Y’all been watching different movies if you actually think Steve don’t care about Bucky, both their stories are entirely interconnected and entwined, they care about each other equally lmao. 

you are my sunshine (i tried)

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

Error felt at ease with the soft sound of inks voice filling his ears(?) in a calming matter. Error was laying on his back with his head in inks lap slowly getting rocked back and forward while ink was sing a familiar tune which seemed to put all errors nerves into a relaxed mode as he just laid there with his eyes closed listening to the voice he loved most.

You make me happy when skies are gray

error wanted to smile at the cheesy song ink was singing maybe tease him about it a little. But when he tried to open his mouth words didn’t come out, only a little whimper got escape his teeth. Error frowned. why couldn’t he speak? and why did he throat hurt? Error thought to himself as he started noticing the burning feeling at the bottom of his neck which was slowly making its way up to his mouth.

You’ll never know dear, how much I love you

Error tried to move so he could get up and maybe get a drink but he could only move his fingers and maybe lift his arms a little. He felt heavy so heavy what’s going on? Ink why can’t I move?  He tried again so speak, to move, anything but all he could do was open his eyes a little and see inks blurry from above him.

Please don’t take my sunshine aw-ay

his voice broke on the last word, followed by a soft sob which were slowly growing louder and louder. Was ink … crying? Error started panicking a little now, ink almost never cried. Ink starts mumbling soft words in between his sobs, error could only make out few of the words. “I’m … sorry ……… error ….. hang ……. say…….don’t die” die? Was somebody dying? Is that why in was crying? Oke stupid question that was probably what was going on, but who how could be the person ink would cry over like this? … unless

The it hit error, memories came flooding back into his mind. The argument between them, ink going after error, hiding in another au not wanting to confront ink, the angry people wanting error away, the mean words, not being able to escape, the hit.

Error was dying.      


No, he can’t. he doesn’t want to die, not jet. Fear took over errors senses, fear of leaving this world alone, fear of leaving ink alone. He doesn’t want to go now he finally has something to hold dear.

He tried to move again, to reach up or get a hold on something, anything. but he only became painfully aware of how numb his body really was, like every body part was asleep and never walking up again with a thick heavy blanket over himself that he couldn’t push of. And it was slowly getting worse, starting by his toots making its way up bit by bit.

Ink must have noticed how error was struggling, because he gently lifted his head out of his lap careful not to jolts him and moved him a bit higher up to his face, this way error could see ink clearly even though at that moment he wish he couldn’t.

Inks face did bring a sense of clam over error but a wave of sadness as well. Ink had his eyes almost closed, tears constantly seeping out from the little space they could and slowly making their way down his cheeks dripping into his scarf and sometimes on error.

With his the little energy he had error tried to speak again, maybe now he was closer to ink he could actually hear him. So he opened his mouth and spoke in a breathy barely audibly voice.


Inks eyes snapped open looking down to error with big eyes as if he couldn’t believe he was still alive much less speaking to him.

“error you’re awake”

Ink spoke in a voice that didn’t really fit him. A sad one like there was no hope anymore, error didn’t like this voice on him.

“why do you sound so sad?”

Error tried his best to speak clearly but it just tired him out faster, he needed to be more careful picking his words.

“b-because” ink paused a for a minute looking for the right words to say. “because I don’t know what to do error” another sob followed by some fresh tears going down his cheeks.

“please don’t die don’t leave me alone error” ink got out between hiccups and heavy breaths trying to get his breathing under control so he could speak clearly.

Error tried to get the last of his strength together and raised his hand a little up to inks face but right when he got his hand halfway up it almost fell down again if it wasn’t for ink taking a hold of it and bring it up to his face.

He gently Pressed errors hand against his cheek, nuzzling into it a little. making sure to keep it there as long as he could. “please” ink murmured in a small voice “I don’t want to be alone again”.

Error didn’t know what to say, but then what do you say when you’re dying in your “boyfriends” arms. “hey it’s going to be oke” nailed it. (nice one error)

Ink chuckled, he acutely chuckled. “you really aren’t the best with words error” error had to agree with that one “I know” he murmured weakly.

His voice was growing more and more tired, Like his body was growing more and more limp and right now both ink and error are well known of that fact. All there is to it is to say goodbye now.

“hey skittles” ink let out an amused breath at the nickname “yeah?” error took a deep breath “can you do me a favour?” error slowly moved his thump over inks cheek bone gently wiping away some of the tears that were still flowing down.

“of course what is it?” the numb feeling was at errors waist now (work with me here) but he managed to show a little smile “remember me oke”  inks eyes widened a little “w-what do you mean I’m no…” his words got cut of but error covering his mouth.

“sing with me”

Error started humming the same tune ink was sing to error a little while ago. It was low and maybe a bit raspy but ink could still hear error was starting where he left of so he didn’t want to take this away from error and started singing again.

You told me once, dear, you really loved me

Error smiled, inks voice once again putting his nerves to ease.

He kept humming.

And no one else could come between.

The numbness was taking over fully now, he could feel himself slowly disappear.

He was still humming.

But now you’ve left me and love another.

Error stopped humming.

You have shattered all of my dreams.

His hand fell but never hit the ground.

You are…

 “goodbye ink…. I love you”

 A loud cry slipped from inks teeth he clutched errors jacket against his chest pressing his nose (?) into the only thing there’s left of him now.

 “I won’t forget error” he cried into the jacket careful, to not let his tears black tears stain the fabric.

 “I promise”

 “I love you too”  


well this took me a lot longer the i wanted but yeah stuff happens

anyway here you go this is dased around a drawing you made sorry i can’t really rememder which one it was

sorry for the mistakes hope you like it

Submitted by  idk-likesomeone


Kaz, captain of the Wesper ship
  • Would have known Jesper’s type (cause bffs not because he knows everyone’s weaknesses…ok that too who am I kidding). 
  • Assigns social butterfly Jesper to the solo welcome party that ‘scouts’ Wylan for a job.
  • Knew Wylan would accept because what lost merchling would resist that charm.  
  • Probably had Jesper in the ‘no harm comes to this kid’ spy party. 
  • Acknowledges that Jesper’s gambling addiction is more of a con than a pro when it comes to Jesper’s worth on his team 
  • Secretly wants what’s best for Jesper
  • Figures Wylan’s family background makes him good around money. 
  • Continuously pairs Jesper with Wylan on jobs. 
  • Tells Wylan to keep an eye on Jesper. 
  • Tells Jesper to keep the ball of sunshine his investment alive.  
  • Can see Wylan’s influence on getting Jesper to be less anxious.
  • Can see Jesper’s influence when Wylan starts speaking up for himself and others. #ProudDad
  • Probably has Inej reporting back to him on how they’re getting along (outside stoic face, internally evil smirk) 
  • Makes sure it’s Jesper that goes with Wylan to see his mother (because he needed support, not protection) 
  • Knows Wylan is the best thing for Jesper.
  • Kaz, probably, after he gets his beautiful, most lovely, saints adored Wraith back:

Originally posted by supernatural-through-my-veins


episode 001-004.

  • ‘something’s coming. something hungry for blood.’
  • ‘wait a minute. did you hear that?’
  • ‘we’re in deep shit!’
  • ‘don’t be a pussy!’
  • ‘just twenty more minutes!’
  • 'yeah, she’s turning into a real jerk.’
  • ‘the cause of the power outage is still unknown.’
  • ‘he came home last night, right?’
  • ‘that’s disgusting.’
  • ‘do it, freak!’
  • ‘it’s like you have superpowers or something.’
  • ‘we just made out a couple times.’
  • ‘i’ll climb through your window. she won’t even know i’m there.’
  • ‘mornings are for coffee and contemplation.’
  • ‘he’s not like that. he wouldn’t do that.’
  • ‘the entire east wing will be evacuated within the hour.’
  • ‘she can’t have gone far.’
  • ‘you think you can steal from me, boy?!’
  • ‘this isn’t some lord of the rings book.’
  • ‘do i make myself clear?’
  • ‘is that why you ran away?’
  • ‘you gotta answer a few of my questions first.’
  • ‘all i know is that she’s scared to death.’
  • ‘you think we got a problem here?’
  • ‘we should be helping look for him.’
  • ‘i always had a distaste for science.’
  • ‘i always figured there was enough going on down here, i never needed to look elsewhere.’
  • ‘this is crazy.’
  • ‘smile looks good on you.’
  • ‘we’re not going back.’
  • ‘i know i haven’t been there for you.’
  • ‘i don’t even barely know what’s going on with you.’
  • ‘i should’ve been there for him.’
  • ‘this was not your fault.’
  • ‘do you guys hear that?’
  • ‘is that blood?’
  • ‘you’re freaking her out!’
  • ‘this is mental.’
  • ‘she’s probably a psycho.’
  • ‘and tomorrow night, we go back out.’
  • ‘hey, um… i never asked your name.’
  • ‘i can’t eat.’
  • ‘you can’t get like this, okay?’
  • ‘we’ve been waiting six hours.’
  • ‘we’ve been searching all night.’
  • ‘he was scared.’
  • ‘if he sees the cops, he’ll think he’s in trouble. he’ll hide.’
  • ‘he’s good at hiding.’
  • ‘cops are good at finding.’
  • ‘you’re in trouble, aren’t you?’
  • ‘they want to hurt you? the bad people?’
  • ‘just stay here, okay? stay here.’
  • ‘what do you say? are you in or out?’
  • ‘oh god… that’s depressing.’
  • ‘i just wanted to say, you know, um… i’m sorry about everything. everyone’s thinking about you.’
  • ‘he’s a smart kid.’
  • ‘all that matters is, after school, the freak will be back in the loony bin, and we can focus on what really matters.’
  • ‘pretty.’
  • ‘just trust me, okay?’
  • ‘i’m so sick of your excuses.’
  • ‘he’s not coming, is he?’
  • ‘you shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to.’
  • ‘i don’t know where my boy is. he’s gone.’
  • ‘did you see him? last night? on the road?’
  • ‘i’m not mad at you.’
  • ‘is everything okay?’
  • ‘promise.’
  • ‘i need you alive for the next few days, at least.’
  • ‘missing kid, suicide… you must feel like a big city cop again, huh?’
  • ‘are you out of your mind?!’
  • ‘i think she knows what happened to him.’
  • ‘do you know where he is?!’
  • ‘stop it! you’re scaring her!’
  • ‘that boy was never very good at taking care of himself.’
  • ‘why am i just hearing about this?’
  • ‘it’d be super weird if i’m not there…’
  • ‘it’s just a loud noise. it’s okay.’
  • ‘they won’t tell anyone about you. they promise.’
  • ‘we wouldn’t have upset you if we knew you had superpowers.’
  • ‘what is “friend”?’
  • ‘you promised that you’d go.’
  • ‘we’re gonna have a great time.’
  • ‘he just wants to get into your pants…’
  • ‘make sure i don’t get drunk and do anything stupid.’
  • ‘you ever feel cursed?’
  • ‘hey, come back inside.’
  • ‘you are a cliché, you do realise that?’
  • ‘yeah, she’s smart, you douche!’
  • ‘you’re bleeding.’
  • ‘just go ahead and go home, okay?’
  • ‘jesus, you scared me!’
  • ‘i didn’t think it’d be a big deal.’
  • ‘you can talk to me.’
  • ‘nothing happened.’
  • ‘you need to stop this, okay?’
  • ‘people are looking for him and they’re going to find him.’
  • ‘can you just try and get some sleep? can you do that for me?’
  • ‘you seriously think that the weirdo knows where he is?’
  • ‘if there is something out there, i’m gonna shoot it in the eye - and blind it.’
  • ‘use your powers, okay?’
  • ‘if you get hungry, eat his snacks, okay?’
  • ‘i know the kid’s not in there, but i gotta check off this box.’
  • ‘no one breaks in here. certainly not some kid.’
  • ‘who’s in charge here?’
  • ‘science doesn’t make any damn sense to me.’
  • ‘i seriously have no idea who you’re talking about.’
  • ‘he’s in danger.’
  • ‘he’s dead.’
  • ‘i’m a dick.’
  • ‘he must really have something to hide.’
  • ‘yeah, this isn’t creepy at all.’
  • ‘this is called stalking.’
  • ‘that’s the thing about perverts. it’s hard-wired into them. you know, they just can’t help themselves.’
  • ‘maybe she freaked out when you went all psycho on the psycho.’
  • 'why did they hurt you?’
  • ‘friends tell the truth.’
  • ‘i understand.’
  • ‘tell me what to do.’
  • ‘i think something happened. something terrible.’
  • ‘this is CIA-sanctioned research.’
  • ‘i’m not saying that there’s some grand conspiracy. i’m just saying maybe something happened.’
  • ‘maybe he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and he saw something that he shouldn’t have.’
  • ‘hiding.’
  • ‘don’t waste your time with her.’
  • ‘we are not calling the cops!’
  • ‘please tell me it’s not the kid.’
  • ‘you were supposed to help us find him alive.’
  • ‘why did you lie to us?’
  • ‘what is wrong with you?’
  • ‘whoever you found is not my boy.’
  • he was hiding from that thing.’
  • ‘you’ve gotta stop this…’
  • ‘you’re talking about grief.’
  • ‘i swear to you, i know what i saw. and i’m not crazy.’
  • ‘i’m not saying that you’re crazy.’
  • ‘i need you to believe me.’
  • ‘i want you to try and get some sleep, if you can.’
  • ‘can you please stop that?’
  • ‘i thought we were friends, you know? but friends tell each other the truth.’
  • ‘you hurt me.’
  • ‘are you sure you’re gonna be alright here by yourself?’
  • ‘screw his funeral!’
  • ‘yeah, okay, but why didn’t you just talk to me? that’s crazy.’
  • ‘i don’t know… i was scared.’
  • ‘my parents are gonna murder me!’
  • ‘this is not an okay time for you to shut down.’
  • ‘maybe he’s haunting us.’
  • ‘he’s out there somewhere. all we have to do is find him.’
  • ‘you look pretty good.’
  • ‘we just talked.’
  • ‘the troopers are on duty and you should be safe because we think this is just an isolated incident.’
  • ‘remember, if anyone sees us, look sad.’
  • ‘do you think you can open it?’
  • ‘abort.’
  • ‘she’s missing and something terrible happened to her. i know it! and no one is listening to me!’
  • ‘just leave me alone!’
  • ‘pull me out! pull me out!’
  • ‘what? who is interested in this? this is so stupid.’
  • ‘mouth-breather.’
  • ‘i think that’s a real messed up thing to do.’
  • ‘grief shows itself in funny ways.’
  • ‘i shouldn’t have come here today.’
  • ‘she’s smart. she’s real smart.’
  • so why are you lying to me, man?’
  • ‘what’s your problem, bud?’
  • ‘stick your nose someplace else.’
  • ‘thanks for ruining the game, dick.’
  • ‘you’re gonna get us both killed!’
  • ‘she’ll find him.’
  • ‘i need you to find him.’
  • ‘hurt him?’
  • ‘i i guess i’d rather observe people than, you know…’
  • ‘jesus, the hell happened?’

When I was a kid… I asked my grandpa once if he ever killed any Germans in the war. He wouldn’t answer. He said that was grown-up stuff. So… so I asked if the germans ever tried to kill him. But he got real quiet. He said he was dead the minute he stepped in to enemy territory. Every day he woke up and told himself, rest in peace, now get up and go to war. And then after a few years of pretending he was dead… he made it out alive. That’s the trick of it, I think. We do what we need to do and then, we get to live. But no matter what we find in DC, I know we’ll be okay. Because this is how we survive. We tell ourselves… that we are the walking dead.

 t h e   a t l a n t a   f i v e.

Sana and Yousef both being unable to sleep after their date, both thinking about the other and smiling in their bed, tossing and turning around remembering everything that happened last evening. Sana hesitating for a while but finally, just before 1 am, grabbing her phone and sending him a text thinking “he’ll see it tomorrow when he wakes up”. She feeels like she has to tell him how much she enjoyed the time they spent together. But she doesn’t want to be too emotional either about him leaving. And he replies right away and tells her that he can’t sleep and it makes her smile and holds her phone to her chest because she knows why he can’t sleep. She understands that he is doing the same thing as her, that he is replaying every second of their time together and smiling at the ceiling marvelling at this feeling in his chest that makes him feel whole and content and happy. She understands because she is doing the exact same thing. He’s so happy when his phone notifies him with a new text and he sees that it’s from Sana. And he’s so happy to know that she enjoyed their date and that he’s not the only one who can’t sleep. She makes him laugh and he makes her laugh. His heart starts beating faster when he sees the heart emoji. Her heart is beating faster as she sends the heart emoji, she feels so alive sharing her feelings like this. She doesn’t need a great declaration. They both know. And she is biting her lips to contain her joy when he sends back the same emoji.

Sana and Yousef being in love.

Live-Action TF2 Casting: NPCs

Ashly Burch as Miss Pauling

I had a lot of trouble finding someone initially who I thought would be good for this role. I have an issue with the dull sameness I see in most young, pretty actresses, but then someone suggested the lady who’s Miss Pauling’s actual voice actor, and it was like YES OF COURSE. She’s adorable and perfect!

Ellen McLain as The Administrator

Going off of the logic of using Ashly Burch for Miss Pauling, I thought the Administrator’s VA would also be a likely fit for the screen! Her voice is so integral to the character that the thought of having someone else imitate her is just distasteful to me. All you’d really need is good make-up and wardrobe.

Sirs Ian McKellen & Patrick Stewart as Blutarch & Redmond Mann

CAN YOU EVEN FUCKING IMAGINE. I wanna see these guys have a ridiculous slapfight over gravel. They’d ham it up so good.

Sir Anthony Hopkins as Gray Mann

This is the dude to play the creepy brother, for sure! It’s ANTHONY HOPKINS. Do I really need to justify myself here?

Nathan Jones as Saxton Hale

Saxton Hale is a larger-than-life adventure man, so I went with another wrestler, possibly the largest Australian man alive today. He’s 6′11″ (2.11m), and he definitely has the chops to handle such an over-the-top character. He was in Mad Max: Fury Road, for god’s sake!

Gwendoline Christie as Maggie

I knew I needed someone who’d be able to stand next to Nathan Jones without being completely dwarfed by him, if their relationship were to feel believable. I finally settled on Gwendoline Christie because I know she’d be able to handle it, having enjoyed her as Brienne of Tarth on Game of Thrones. Not Australian, but I’m sure she can fake it.

Laura Prepon as Zhanna

Okay, hear me out. First off, once again I needed a taller actress if she wanted to be believable as Heavy’s sister. My pick is 5′10″ (1.78 m) tall, which was the minimum for me. I also just have a real soft spot for this actress because I watched so much of her on That 70′s Show back when it was airing. I’m certain she could do Zhanna justice, including a suitably exaggerated Russian accent. You’d also need her to bulk up a bunch, put on some extra fat and muscle, but that’s pretty reasonable, right?

(Oh, and she’s not so young that I’d be grossed out watching her kiss my Soldier pick, Randy Couture.)

Christopher Lloyd as Merasmus

Like with Zhanna, a lot of my reasoning for this pick comes down to personal affection, but how perfect is this guy, for real? He’s awesome at doing both serious & creepy and histrionic comedy roles, which is exactly what you need for a powerful yet somehow incompetent ancient, screechy wizard.

Anyway, those are all my picks. I could go deeper, but I nailed all the important ones. Go look at the #casting tag on my blog if you want to see all of the actors I picked, aside from these guys. I put way too much thought into it!

slytherin!harry/drarry au
  • so harry gets sorted into slytherin, resulting in a cute smol friendship between him and draco
  • but they still argue just as much as they do in canon
  • like literally every other thing that they say to each other is an insult
  • ron and hermione (who he’s still friends with) don’t really think it’s very healthy
  • and hermione makes sure harry knows it 
  • harry’s pretty tired of it, “come on ‘mione, it’s just friendly bickering, we don’t actually mean it”
  • but when they aren’t bickering and actually working together on something, man, they’re a force to be reckoned with
  • people literally leap out of the way when they’re walking down the hall out of fear of being transfigured into a toad
  • they quickly become hogwarts’ “Power Couple” despite not being an actual couple
  • but they are the best of friends

  • then 6th year comes along
  • harry knows something is up right away
  • draco has hardly spoken to anyone since they got here and insisted on sitting alone on the train as well as at dinner
  • he hardly speaks to anyone all year in fact
  • stops throwing insults to harry
  • and harry is worried af
  • constantly follows him around, tracking him with the marauders map, trying to figure what he’s up to and why he’s so distant
  • until he corners him in the bathroom
  • and draco is bawling his eyes out
  • harry immediately resumes his best friend duties and rushes over to comfort him
  • draco just collapses in a heap of tears and cries on his best friends shoulder for ages
  • he ends up confessing everything to him
  • and harry promises to help him as long as draco promises not to keep secrets like this anymore
  • draco looks up at him and is graced with the realization that he’s deeply in love with his best friend
  • merlin help me

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Snowflakes (Jughead x Reader)

Request: can you do a jughead/riverdale imagine where jughead breaks up with the reader, and the whole “squad” leaves the reader, so in despair she goes to the river to kill herself ( like what Cheryl did ) and Jughead saves her?

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The snowflakes fluttered around you as you stood by Sweetwater river. Your hair getting a new shade as they covered your head. You looked out upon the frozen river, noticing how calm everything seemed to be in this very moment. You wished your life was like this place but you knew it wasn’t going to happen. Over the last few weeks your life had completely turned upside down and it was all thanks to one person called Jughead. Jughead and you had dated for almost a year until he broke it off. There was no reasoning as to why, just him saying the same line over again which was “It’s just not going to work anymore”. You were heartbroken and for weeks now you have been going over every little time you had spent together to try and see where it all went wrong but nothing came up. Your were searching for something that was impossible to find. You thought you could be okay but you were dead wrong. Your friends or more like Jugheads friends had completely turned their backs to you. They acted like you didn’t existence anymore which led to another part of your heart to be damaged. The thought that they were only friends with you because of Jughead became true as time went on and the memories you have had with everyone became fake. They didn’t care and neither did anyone else.

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Mr. Min - Chapter 04

Description:  Your CEO caught your attention the first day you started your new job and it seems the attraction is mutual.  Too bad he’s only interested in a relationship that benefits him.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Smut and Angst

Word Count: 14,013

Warning: Mentions of rape, abortion, murder, blackmail, neglect, Dom!Yoongi, demeaning names

Prologue - Ch 01 - Ch 02 - Ch 03 - Ch 05 - Ch 06

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Anakin's Pendulum of Self-Worth

Anakin was born into slavery where he was quickly taught that life got better or worse based upon how much people thought you were worth. He claimed that he “wouldn’t have lasted so long if [he] wasn’t so good at fixing things.” He takes pride in this, because while he hates being a slave, at least he knows he’s valuable and safer as a result. He works hard and is talented. He knows it and he uses this knowledge as a weapon against the cruelties of life…including Sebulba.

As comfortable as Anakin is in that knowledge, he makes sure that everyone knows it. It needs to be known that he has worth. Thus, when Watto says that he “smashed up my pod in the last race,” Anakin is quick to point out that it wasn’t his fault and look what a good job I did. When Watto praises him, he calms down. He needed to hear that because he didn’t want Qui-Gon to lose interest in him because he isn’t useful anymore. He needs people to like him. When, you understand that this concept of economics, for lack of a better term, is what drives Anakin’s behavior, a lot of things make sense.

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Cinderella (Part 3)

Summary: Two men: One decision

Pairing: Jeon Jeong-guk (Jungkook) / Reader

Genre: Slight Angst / Smut

Words: 2.3k

A/N: This might be the last part because I’m out of ideas to continue….If you want to keep the story alive just help me out with some ideas :) lol

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“There was something I wanted to ask you.” He cut to chase.

“What’s up?” You smiled.

“I want to get back together.”

You felt your breathe stop causing you to cough. Did you hear him correctly?


“I know and I’m so sorry, you probably want to kill me but I just needed time to…..I don’t know be on my own.”

You had so much going through your head right now. Only a few days ago you would of immediately jumped on board but now you ran into another problem. Your feelings for Jungkook. And you definitely had strong feelings for him but your old lingering feelings for Illhoon were still there.

He noticed you not saying anything. “(Y/N)?”

“S-sorry.” You stuttered.

“So….will you take me back?”

“I’m gonna have to think about this.” You softly spoke.

“Yeah I completely understand.” He sweetly said. Then you got up and headed towards the door. You decided to get your drink to go. You know it’s an obvious choice to whom you should choose but thinking about all the old memories you had with Illhoon was leaving your mind all boggled.

You made your way all the way home so you can breathe, the stress was giving you a killer headache.

You threw yourself on the couch digging your face in the pillows and let out an inaudible scream.

“(Y/N) are you okay.” You didn’t even noticed your friends were around during your mini break down.

You mumbled into the pillow clearly not being heard correctly.

“What?” Lalisa said amused.

“Why does life have to suck.” You whined once you lifted your head.

“What happened?” Rosé asked.

You finally sat up and pouted. “Only a few days ago I had no guy into me and now I have two.” They both looked at you confused.

“Illhoon wants to get back together.” You clarified.

“What? No way.” Rosé said.

“You said no, right.” Lalisa spoke over Rosé.

“I said I’ll think about it.”

Lalisa stood up annoyed. “What do you need to think about…he broke up with you because he wasn’t happy how do you know he won’t do it again.” She had a good point.

“It’s an easy decision (Y/N), now it’s Illhoons turn to get over you.”

They were right. You felt broken for a few months when you both split. You still had feelings for him but you had three years of memories. But now it’s time to start new ones with Jungkook.


You camped out in your room for the next few days. You ignored Illhoons attempt to meet up again and you lied to Jungkook saying you were sick. You just needed a few to yourself, to clear your head. You felt like a coward. You made your decision but you didn’t know how to face it. Illhoon was such a sweet guy and you hate to see him hurt.

After you got out of the shower you got dressed in comfy sweats and was about to blow dry your hair when you heard a knock at your door.

You groaned as you got closer. You were really hoping no one would bother you, as you were all alone. When you opened the door you were surprised from who it was. Illhoon.

“What are you doing here?” You asked innocent.

“You haven’t been answering my calls or texts.” He said concerned.

“I know….I just need time to think.”

You moved to the side to let him in. “I’m so sorry (Y/N).” He sat down. You followed and sat down on the couch next to him.

“Don’t be.”

“I feel alone without you.” You slightly smile as he turned to face you. “I miss you.” He whispered. You felt frozen as he leaned into you. You closed your eyes when you felt his lips on yours.

You didn’t know what to do. You knew you didn’t want to kiss him but for some reason you couldn’t pull away. His kiss was bringing you back the memories that you missed.

He didn’t take the kiss any further as he pulled away. “Does this mean you’ll take me back?” He whispered.

You opened your mouth to answer when you heard another knock on your door. Who could that be?

“Hold on.” You got up quickly and answered the door. You felt your heart stop seeing who it was. Jungkook?

“Hey.” His killer smiling making you melt. He pulled you into a deep kiss making you forget that Illhoon was right behind you.

“You said you were sick so I bought you some ice cream and I thought we could watch movies or something.” He said, after he pulled away. God, why was he so cute?

“(Y/N)?” You heard Illhoon linger behind you.

“Whose this?” He asked distraught.

“This is Jungkook.” You hesitated. “We’ve been going out.”

Jungkook was frozen with confusion trying to put the pieces together.

“You’re in a relationship, but what about the other day….or two minutes ago.” Illhoon was even more confused.

“Wait….what happened the other day?” Jungkook asked defensive.

“Nothing….he wants to get back together but I didn’t know how to tell you.” You looked at Jungkook but turned to Illhoon.

“And the kiss?” He asked.

“You kissed him.” Jungkook spoke up.

“No he kisse-.” You started, but Illhoon interrupted.

“It’s because shes still in love with me. Right?” He turned to you.

Jungkook laughed sarcastically. “That didn’t stop her from sleeping with me.” They were neck and neck that you had to step in between.

“Both of you stop.”

“You told me you broke up.” Jungkook started getting angry.

“We did.” You confirmed.

“But you want to get back together, yeah?” Illhoon asked.

You didn’t answer.

“Are you still in love with him?” You looked down.

“It’s fine don’t answer.” Jungkook started towards the door. “I’m not going to compete with him….if you want to be together that’s fine.” Jungkook looked disappointed and walked out the door.

“Jungkook wait.” You started after him but stopped. “I’m sorry Illhoon but can we talk later?”

“No (Y/N).” He looked at you hurt. “It’s a simple yes or no question.”

“Please.” You begged. He sat down annoyed. “I don’t want to lose either one of you.”

“But you only want me as a friend?”

“I’m sorry Illhoon.” Then you left.

You continued to run after Jungkook. You saw him about to cross the street. “Jungkook please wait.”

God decided to work against you as you accidentally skipped the last step of the front of your building sending you flying forward. You screeched in pain as you sat up. You even had the marks to prove it, you scrape your exposed knee off the sidewalk.

You saw Jungkook running towards you concerned. “You okay?”

“No.” You whined.

You looked down sulking until you started hearing laughter from above you. Jungkook was laughing at you. You felt like you reached your lowest and he was laughing at you.

“Why are you laughing?” You whined again.

He got down and sat down in front of you. He still had a smiled evident in his face. “I’m the one whose suppose to be upset.”

You felt butterflies in your stomach.

“Hey you’re bleeding.” He noticed your knee. “Let me help you.” He started getting up.

“Wait.” You pulled him back down. “I’m sorry.”

“We can talk about this later.”

“I promise I’m not getting back together with him….I want you.”

He bit his lip thinking. “But you’re in love with him.”

“We’ve been together for three years so yeah I still have some of those feelings but that’s the past now….I want to be with you.”

You continued. “He kissed me but I promise it didn’t mean anything to me….I was about to tell him no before you got there.”

There was a slight awkward silence before he spoke. “We still don’t know enough about each other.” Jungkook looked at you. “So we need to work on that.”

You smiled leaning forward. He met you in the middle with a tender kiss. Those where the sparks that were missing from Illhoons. You knew Jungkook was the right choice.

You heard a voice clearing from behind you. You both looked up seeing the voice was Illhoon looking away from the both of you.

Jungkook got up and helped pull you up. “Illhoon I-”

“It’s fine, I understand… found someone else…I get it.”

“It doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.”

His facial expression didn’t change. “Yeah.” He nodded. “I’m okay….Its my own fault.”

“Can we please talk later?”

He nodded and left.

Next thing you know Jungkook picked you up in bridal style. “I can walk.” You giggled.

“You shouldn’t, you’re injured.” He kissed you again.

As soon as he carried you inside he place you on your kitchen counter. “First aid kit?”

“Middle drawer.” He grabbed it and started digging through finding the necessary items.

He took a cloth and gently cleaned the cut. It wasn’t that bad of a wound but you loved being treated like a princess. He gathered a bandage and wrapped it around your knee.

“Thank you….my hero.”

He leaned in once again placing his lips on yours passionately. “You won’t be in love with him after I get through with you.” You blushed.

“You already started the first night we met.” He peppered small kisses to your neck and down to your chest slowly.

He hooked his fingers into the waist of your shorts dragging them down your legs along with your underwear and being gentle to not touch your wound.

Jungkook knew what he was doing by the way every touch caused your whole body to shut down.

He dragged your hips forward so you were placed back down on the floor. Before you could process what he was going to do to you, he got down on his knees kissing your inner thigh making his way to your most sensitive area. You moaned as he placed his lips against you.

He wrapped his right hand behind your knee and lifted your leg to rest on his shoulder. You felt weak once you felt his tongue swirl through your folds. You grabbed onto the counter behind you to hold you up.

He was working his tongue against you so smoothly, you felt goosebumps. He stopped for a second to admire your facial expressions as he replaced his tongue with two fingers. You moaned his name as he started thrusting his fingers into you. He bit his bottom lip to keep him from laughing. He enjoyed how weak you were to his touch.

He leaned his face forward once more slipping his tongue through your folds as his fingers continued thrusting. You felt the pleasure crawl up through your core, you knew you weren’t going to last much longer.

You were a moaning mess as he quickened his speed. You grabbed the hairs on the back of his head bringing him closer to your core.

“Jungkook I’m-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence as you felt your release. Even though Jungkook has made you feel incredible before, this was by far your most intense orgasm yet. You felt your body shake trying to pass through the feeling.

After he pulled his fingers from you, he stood up so he was towering over you. He smiled from the weakness that still was lingering through you. He brought his fingers that were full of your juices to his mouth, licking them clean.

He closed his eyes as he pulled them out slowly. “Tasty.” He smirked making your stomach twist with butterflies.

Before you could respond you heard a key enter your door from the outside.

“Fuck.” You ran towards your room. You noticed Jungkook laughing from the kitchen still and you turned and pulled him towards your room.

“Your parents are here.” The smirk never left his face.

“We will never hear the end of it, if they found out what we were doing.”

“They’re not going to find out.”

You arched your eyebrows at him. “I think your erection will be a big giveaway.” You laughed as he looked down. “Oh yeah and that I have no pants on…..Oh fuck! I left my bottoms out there.” You quickly went through your drawers and grabbed a pair of jeans pulling them up.

“(Y/N) We bought food.” You heard Lalisa yell from somewhere in the apartment.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop leaving your panties on the floor.” She yelled annoyed.

Jungkook held his chest as he tried not to laugh. You hit him from the process. “You don’t like wearing panties clearly.”

“Shut up that’s not true.” You argued.

“You just put jeans on….without panties.” He laughed.

“(Y/N) you here?” You heard Rosé call as she heard laughter.

You annoyingly looked at Jungkook. “Be out in a sec.” You shouted.

As you started towards the door you heard Jungkooks phone go off. You left him alone in your room as you faced your friends.

“Hey.” You greeted them and Lalissa held up your shorts and underwear. You grabbed them with an apologetic expression.

“Do you streak while we’re gone?” Lalisa asked.

“No I got in the showe-” As you were talking Jungkook made his way out of your room.

As soon as your friends saw him their curious expression turned to humor. “Ohh….now I get it.”

“N-no.” You started.

“Which counter did you fuck on?” You slapped your forehead embarrassed as Lalisa stepped away from the counter tops disgustingly amused.

“We didn-”

“That one.” Jungkook pointed.

You caught a glimpse of his lip bite, he had no care making it obvious.

“You want to go see a movie with my friends?” He looked at you.

“Anywhere away from here.”

You both started towards the door. “Sex is not allowed in the theater.” Lalisa called after you.


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