but i kind of want one anyway

Gold & Son Pawnbrokers. Black Fairy looking like Regina and in Regina’s car. Sure looks like the Black Fairy used the Dark Curse for herself.

The Black Fairy is the one who created the Curse, correct? And we will likely find out why at some point during her episode. 

We know that she once cared for children but that her heart was darkened so she was sent to a dark realm where she sometimes kidnaps kids and takes them. I kind of assumed that in helping a child once long ago, the Dark Fairy killed someone. And was then banished. So she either kidnapped them out of spite or because she knew that one of them would help her in some way.

As an aside, it would be tidy if she got the kids from Pleasure Island. And that she met Malcolm there because he was doing card tricks. Malcolm always dreamed of being a child. 

Anyway. She’s off in this Dark Realm, so if she wants to have her HE, the only magic she can access to get her HE will be Dark. So she creates the Dark Curse for her own use - so she can go to a place where no magic will ruin her life again. But it’s stolen. Or…it’s intentionally given to someone to get it into Rumple’s hands.

Time passes and I think somehow Emma’s addition to the Curse as the Savior is an impediment to the Black Fairy coming to Storybrooke and using her own Curse to have her own HE. But if the Savior is eliminated, Rumple, her, Belle, Henry, and Gideon will have a HE.

After numerous attempts at killing the Savior, she decides the best way to deal with her is to lure her into what feels like her HE and then trap her and her family in a book - like the old author. It still would be real for everyone, but they would all be in one place for the wedding so that they could be locked away by the Black Fairy. If that makes sense.

After she does that, she maybe enacts a memory curse on the town to have the HE she always wanted in the LWOM. But Henry finds the book in which the Charmings and CS are trapped, and he confronts her, but she knocks Henry out - which Rumple doesn’t recognize as magic because he doesn’t know it exists. Off Henry goes on a stretcher because they all think he must have hit his head or something.

They say Henry’s role as author kicks into high gear this half. Perhaps the DF even uses that magic to have him write his own family into their trap.

That’s all I got.

anonymous asked:

Hi Steve! I am a big fan and you have been nothing but kind to me when I wanted something signed for me. I even have one of your judges playmats that I got in Vegas during MM release. Anyway, I am a vendor and I only approach you when I know you are free becaus being someone who gets approached alot myself, I understand that freetime is few and far between. Despite this, I have always wanted a Chosen of Markov altered to be Prince with the love sexy symbol in the backround. Are you willing?

Sounds fun!  You’ll want to come early and sign up for a time to get the artwork done.  You don’t need to stick around, you can leave the card and head back to your booth.  We try our best to keep your standing in line to a minimum.

Dear @leviathanjames​,

How are you feeling?  I hope you’re doing better now.

Anyway, you’re probably wondering what this is.  If you can’t tell, this is a drawing of you.  I’m giving this to you because I want to thank you for just… everything.  You’ve been very kind to me ever since we first met and I highly appreciate how you’ve been patient with me.  I really do.

There’s just so much that I want to tell you, but I’ve never been good with words.  You know how they say that “a picture is worth a thousand words”?  I might be understanding that idiom wrong, but I’d like to believe that I speak better through drawings.  I hope that… whatever I lack in conversation is made up for through this.

So… yeah.  Again, thanks for everything.  Have a better week ahead. x

— R

“No,” Cas says stubbornly and muffled, looking down at the ground. Dean scoffs next to him.



Dean raises an eyebrow at Cas who shoots him a little smirk.

“Dean, I’m fine. It’s fine,” Cas insists.

“Cas, babe, it’s snowing,” Dean says, gesturing around him as though Cas can’t see. Cas rolls his eyes.

“That doesn’t mean anything,” Cas protests.

“You’re shivering, c’mon, you’re freezing,” Dean reasons. Cas looks over at him and Dean tries to keep a straight face. “You’re gonna freeze to death and I’m gonna have to take care of a court case because of it. I’ll be on trial charges, Cas, it’s gonna be a nightmare,” Dean jokes, failing to keep a straight face. Cas rolls his eyes but he has a little smile on his face.

“If I let you will you shut up?” Cas inquires.

“Most definitely,” Dean says with a nod. Cas looks over at him and Dean raises an eyebrow. Cas sighs and takes off his backpack. Dean smiles, pulling off his letterman.

“Now, you’re gonna freeze,” Cas points out, setting his bag down on the cold sidewalk for a moment.

“I am not going to freeze because seeing you warm will warm me,” Dean tells Cas as he sets his letterman that’s just a bit big on Cas over Cas’ shoulders. Cas sighs in contentment at the warmth, shifting it on his shoulders.

“You’re so cheesy,” Cas mumbles, going to pick up his backpack. Dean’s hand gets in the way, however.

“Nuh uh, I’m carrying that for you.”

Cas looks over at Dean who smiles.

“It’s what any decent and loving boyfriend would do,” Dean explains. Dean can’t tell if Cas is red from the cold or if he’s blushing but he suspects it’s a bit of both. Cas can’t help the fondness that creeps up inside of him as he looks away from Dean, trying to hide a smile.

“Yeah, okay,” he says, letting Dean pick up his backpack. Cas grasps the edges of Dean’s letterman, pulling it a little tighter around him as he looks back over at Dean. Dean smiles and leans over to kiss Cas’ cheek. Dean’s nose is cold and it makes Cas shiver but Cas really doesn’t mind. Dean pulls away but Cas stops him. “Hey,” he says, quirking a little grin over at Dean whose cheeks are also pink from the cold or Cas, either one. “I’m not done with you,” Cas teases, and Dean smiles a little wider as Cas leans in to give Dean a kiss, a real kiss on the lips that lasts for many seconds and makes both of them feel very very warm despite the falling snow.

Cas pulls away and rests his head on Dean’s shoulder.

“I love you,” he says softly. Dean smiles widely.

“I love you too, Cas.”

Avengers Assemble, 3x26
  • Steve: Tony, you've been the best friend I've had since, well, maybe ever.
  • Tony: I like to think I work best alone, Cap. But the truth is, I'm better because you're my friend.

Q: “Do you have any new years resolutions?”

P: (…) I also want to channel my creative energies into something, I’ve been writing down loads of ideas and I’ve got a load of ideas for some kind of creative project, I just don’t know how to make it yet. That’s really vague ‘cause I don’t even really know what it is yet, but there is something brewing in my brain which i’d like to do.


One Piece ワンピース [Water 07 Saga / Enies Lobby Arc] : Cipher Pol Number 09 (CP9) vs The Straw Hat Pirates

Nico Robin : “First with Aokiji..and now, I’ve involved you twice! If this is to continue forever, no matter how kind and compassionate you all are…someday, it will be too much of a burden. Someday, you’ll betray me and cast me aside! That’s my greatest fear.. That’s why I didn’t want you to come rescue me! If I’m going to die someday anyway..I want to die here! 
Chief Spandam : “I see, that makes perfect sense! Hahaha! Look at that symbol Straw Hats! It represents the unity of more than 170 nations…it represents the World! Do you realize how frivolous your resistance is?! Do you understand the sheer power of the organization that is after this one woman?!
Captain “Straw Hat” Luffy : “I totally get who Robin’s enemy is. Sogeking. Shoot down that flag.
“Sogeking” Usopp : “Roger. Hissatsu Firebird Star!”
Chief Spandam : Are you crazy?! Do you really think you can survive now that the entire world is your enemy??
Captain “Straw Hat” Luffy : “Bring it on!! Robin! I still haven’t heard it from your lips! Say that you want to live!!”
Nico Robin : *Live? I didn’t think I could wish for that. No one..ever allowed me to wish it. If it’s really okay..to make one little wish..I..*  “I WANT TO LIVE!!”
Captain “Straw Hat” Luffy : *heh* “Let’s go!”

A.U. where CP9 are secret paramilitary police like the Nazi SS & the Straw Hats are a (gang) crew in high school. My 2nd all-time favorite moment in One Piece! The Water 07 Saga was a superbly written storyline in OP. The twist of the Cipher Pol Number 09 members, the story of Cutty Flam & Shipwright Tom, and the clashes between the two groups blew me away. The Enies Lobby arc also revealed the Straw Hats in their peak conditions, very similar to the “Sasuke Recovery Mission Arc” from Naruto, these are my favorite kinds of arcs when you get to see many key characters fight to their full potential. Nico Robin was such a beautifully written character and her backstory was precious. I’m kind of sad to see her thrown on the backlines in the New World because she deserves better. Also, Sogeking was a huge development for Usopp, really pushed his character forward in the series. And of course, Blueno vs Luffy & Rob Lucci vs Luffy were some of the best fights in the series. Gear 2nd!

: Haikyuu!! - Makko Shobu


to end up with a man who wanted you
but wanted nothing to do with your choices,

cared nothing for all the times you said NO,

set up a string quartet and roses
in your living room
anyway, a man
who mishandled you start to finish
in the name of romance and the grand gesture—

Robin, to end up with a man
more in love with the idea of love than with you
must seem like some kind of cosmic betrayal,
must seem so season one
pre all that character development.

I know that after years of the same tired back and forth,
it must be easy to mistake poor scripting for fate.
But, listen to me: fuck the grand gesture.

He does not always deserve to Get The Girl

just because he wants the girl.

Sometimes the girl gets to drink a neat scotch
and pile into bed with her five dogs

comfortable, happy, and alone.

Robin, sometimes the girl gets herself.
—  ROBIN by Trista Mateer

You don’t want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don’t want to tell it, I want to listen

to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.

And anyway it’s the same old story—
a few people trying,
one way or another,
to survive.

Mostly, I want to be kind.
And nobody, of course, is kind
or mean,
for a simple reason.

And nobody gets out of it, having to
swim through the fires to stay in
this world.

Mary Oliver, from “Dogfish,” in Dream Work (Atlantic Monthly Press, 1986)

  • family: it's kind of late, but is there anything special you want for christmas?
  • me: you know, there is one thing that i just really want more than anything
  • family: great! what is it?
  • me:
  • me: yuri on ice season 2
  • family:
  • family:
  • family: why are you like this
ten things i want that are really just one
  1. I want… to be connected. Connected to the world, to people and energies and all the things that make me feel big and small at once.
  2. I want chocolate chip cookies, hot dripping comfort that melts on your tongue and crumbles between teeth.
  3. I want lazy evenings, even breaths, little smiles, thighs touching in comfortable silence: a book, a beer, (a boy). A bubble.
  4. I want to love unconditionally, to be love, to have love to give to every living thing, all kinds of love for all kinds of people (friends & strangers & family & lovers & all the people inbetween). To make people smile, to be a good and nourishing presence.
  5. I want silliness. I want nonsense and laughter and to not make sense.
  6. I want to travel and journey and wander until there is nothing left to see in this infinite, ungraspable little world. To reach the unreachable.
  7. I want learning. Lessons. Creativity. Thought. Teachers. Growth.
  8. I want that pair of shoes. Those comfy leggins. The sparkly eyeliner that lights up rooms in the blink of my eye. Silky lace and cheap fabric and black ink and self love, each and all as powerful and precise as a wingbeat and as comfortable as a hug.
  9. I want people to fall in love (with themselves and each other and the world).
  10. I want to fight the good fight.

— p.s.

So Shiro was insanely chill about the truth about Keith’s heritage, and he’s shown to know that not all Galra are bad hence him being so trusting of Ulaz, even though just like Allura, had every reason not to.
But what if Shiro had some kind of suspicion anyway that Keith wasn’t 100% human?

Keith has no notable physical galra traits at first glance, but what if when hanging out in the shack, or bumming around in one of their dorm rooms, power goes out, Shiro goes to fetch and finds a torch, directs the light towards Keith and basically get’s this

Cue Shiro either thinking he’s hallucinating, or internally shitting bricks because jfc what’s up with his eyes?!
And now that he knows the truth, that terrifying experience finally makes sense.

Yoonseok - Sope

Just some of my favourite Yoonseok or Sope moments. I say some because 1. There’s so many moments out there that I can’t possibly put them all into one post and 2. I can’t find a lot because when I search up “J-Hope twerking on Suga”  “Yoonseok Moments” or stuff like that, Google doesn’t find any of the pictures or gifs I wanted ):

Huehuehue anyways let’s just get started. 

I mean Hoseok hugged like everyone and everyone comforted him but I just like this. He’s even doing his cute 人 mouth (lmao I tried looking up a frowny face emoji thingy but i just ended up using my chinese keyboard)

Originally posted by pastelyoonseok


BTS’s Halloween party and they were just comparing hands

and then Hobi goes like

Lmao Yoongi’s so mean to him

Originally posted by mygslut

(guys I suck at finding gifs and shit help)

Like look how cute they are. Hobi dnacing with his Santa bag and Yoongi just grips the edge of the bag and dances cutely along side him. 
and then everone else in the background doing their own shit



Hoseok’s all smile-y and Yoogi’s like ??????










Idk I just found this really cute and I couldn’t find the other gif when they’re laughing so hard and Hoseok falls over to the back of Yoongi and is basically hugging him from behind.

But like. Look how fucking adorable Hoseok is. HE LAUGHED AND HIS LEG’S JUST COME UP AND BOUNCE AND I’m so fucking biased towards him excuse me.

Their hug aldkfjeijalkjfiea;oefnowefhkhflaiuwefh. The way Yoongi just cradles Hoseok’s head and brings him closer

Hoseok controlling Yoongi’s arms is so cute and I wish I could find more gifs of them doing this but I suck at finding gifs so pardon me.

their track suits and hwagae market

Originally posted by gutsandgold


Hoseok uncontrollably laughing and Yoongi finding it adorable af


I just find this so adorable like Yoongi just has his hand under Hoseok’s chin and idk why I find it so frickin cute but I do.


Okay this makes me so happy because when Yoongi hops on their backs he wraps his arms around Hoseok’s waist and like ok yoongi ok

and then this (’:

Well I should stop here. Lmao sorry for this super terrible post but I just wanted to make this

P.S. Pictures and gifs are not mine! Creds to everyone who made them!!!

Love, and who knows it

Fundamental truths of Sherlock: Sherlock loves John, and John loves Sherlock. That is simply true, and there is no counter argument. You can (if you like) get into the finer details about what kind of love and what it means, what specific desires it implies, but the fact of it (love, mutual) is not in question. So, within this narrative so far, does John know that Sherlock loves him? 

Is there any possible way that he doesn’t already know this? 

John has learned a lot about Sherlock’s feelings in the last year or so. There was the whole faked death situation (not good), but since then, Sherlock has both inadvertently and deliberately articulated his feelings about John to John. 

When John asked Sherlock to be his best man, John got a look into Sherlock’s inner workings: for all his ego, Sherlock had no idea that he was John’s best friend. Would anyone guess that Sherlock Holmes required that kind of explicit conversation to understand the nature of his most critical relationship? So what did Sherlock think had been going on on this time, John must have asked himself. I’m not sure he’d come up with an easy answer.

You could comfortably say, because of that profound misunderstanding, that it would be difficult for John to be certain that Sherlock loves him.  John has a lot of questions about Sherlock (99% of which are about his sexuality and romantic inclinations) that Sherlock has never answered.

But then there was that speech Sherlock wrote and delivered. And it was pretty clear from his speech that John is the greatest thing Sherlock’s ever seen, greater, even than crime solving and drugs. Sherlock expressed his love for John in that speech, so much so that John and the entire audience had a cry. Is it a surprise to him at that point? I think it is. Is the surprise that Sherlock feels these things at all, or is it that he was (finally) willing to say so, and that he said so in front of an audience? Or all these of those things? In any case, there it is: Sherlock loves you, John.

If, by some chance, Sherlock’s speech failed to communicate to John that Sherlock loves him, Sherlock goes ahead and makes the point it a few more times.

John most definitely sees the look on Sherlock’s face at his reception, post pregnancy deduction. That is the face of a man with a broken heart. Is there any way John doesn’t know what he’s seeing? I don’t think there is. He ducks away from it. He jokes his way out of it, badly. If there’s one moment where John has to unequivocally confront Sherlock’s feelings about him, that had to be it. And Sherlock walks away alone.

Sure: Sherlock lies to John about his fake heterosexual relationship with Janine just to watch jealous steam rise out of his ears, but it’s possible John was in no state to process that little tidbit as the passive aggressive bullshit it is. And sure: Sherlock comes back to life for love of John. But John doesn’t know that, only we know that. Sherlock then risks his life again and ends up in an ambulance with a cardiac arrest so he can unmask Mary because John is in danger. But John doesn’t know exactly why Sherlock did that, either. John wasn’t in Sherlock’s mind palace with us, so he won’t know those details.

But Sherlock’s more overt emotional demonstrations continue. He throws his life away by putting a bullet in the head of the guy threatening John’s future. Oh, but that was for Mary, I hear you saying. Well, okay. That sounds fake, but okay, I’ll give you that. Even if you say that’s for Mary, there’s yet another moment that’s pretty undeniable.

What do you think John is expecting Sherlock to say on the tarmac? I don’t know if John’s ready to hear it, but do you think it’s possible that he isn’t expecting a love confession in that moment?

Sherlock hasn’t said so in those precise three words to John before, but I’m pretty sure John already knows that Sherlock loves him.

Just thought this would be useful to consider as context. Who knows what might happen next.

Y’all want to know the first names of them Friends of the ABC when you could be interested in more important matters, such as which ones like pineapple on pizza, which ones hate it, and which ones are neutral on the matter

Hello everybody !
These days, i have seen so many arts with Judy wearing this strange (and kinda sexy, let’s be honest) backless sweater… Well, i want to play too !
So, this is my version…
But since in my view of the character, i think she’s not the kind of mammal to wear provocating outfits like this one, i thought that this situation could be the result of a bet made with Nick.
I totally imagine Nick offering this little provocative sweat to Judy, just to taste her reaction… And tell her she will never dare to wear it, anyway. And just to bother him a bit, Judy decides to wear it on their next date.
Haha, you have been hustle, Nick. I’m not sure you will let Judy leave the house with this sweater now.

And it’s all for today !
I just wanted to draw a little thing funny for myself

Hope you will like it.

See'ya !

Dear JK Rowling,

(**warning: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them spoilers***)

When I was little I read Harry Potter for the first time. I can’t tell you what it meant to me on so many levels, but there was one particular thing that resonated. Harry was a boy who got locked in his room, who got shouted at, who was crushed down and made to feel unwelcome and even, sometimes, unsafe in his own home.

And he got to go to magic school. He survived those dreaded Dursleys. More than that, he triumphed. Reading about it was like having a hand to hold. 

It occurred to me, for the first time, that being shouted at and bullied at home as a kid didn’t have to mean you were doomed to be sad forever, because one day your life would be so full of other things - good and bad - that the past would barely feature in your life. The Dursleys were largely so, so irrelevant. It was great.

And now I come out of seeing Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and I am so hurt and confused. Because in Credence, you created a character that would resonate with so many people who are sad, people who are bullied, people who are forced to hide who they truly are even from those closest to them. You have undoubtedly touched some of the most emotionally vulnerable people in the world with an astoundingly good visual metaphor - a character whom the scared and the lost could easily connect to.

And then you let him die. No, in fact - you killed him.

He went without a word. He was sad and terrified, right til the end. Throughout the story, it would have taken so little to try to help him. Tina, knowing about his predicament, apparently only tracked his family following her demotion - was he not worth the risk of grabbing his wrist and disapparating with him to a safe place, an orphanage? Was he not even worth the attempt? And when the MACUSA wizards were firing their killing blows, was he not even worth an attempted protego? Useless it may have been, but God, if he had to die, show me that that abused and terrified kid was worth every gut-wrenching fruitless bloody try. 

Please, JK. I love your work. I love so much of it. But please, if you’re going to tell me a story about an abused kid, and if you really have to kill him off, please give him the slow-motion shots and the tears and the last words, give him the send-off, tell me why it has to happen, tell me how the main characters are hurt by it, tell me how they’re going to try to make it better. Please don’t give all those things instead to a man being obliviated by rain, whose amnesia is hinted to have been reversed anyway at the end.

If you’re going to do it, you’ve got to do it right. Abused people are not your emotional fodder or your plot devices. They aren’t doomed to die. Their anger and their sadness won’t inevitably lead to their fatal self-destruction. They deserve to be given reasons to hope. And they deserve to see themselves being worth every single effort to help them.

live with a man who knows you

do you live with a man who knows you / are you living the life you chose?

Summary: Victor has spent nearly his entire life being cold, from being born in the dead of winter through growing up in northern Russia to deciding to dedicate his life to ice rinks. He’s never thought much of the cold—until spends enough time feeling warm. (Or: adjusting to domestic life in St. Petersburg, the fanfic)

Word Count: 3,569

A/N: Annnnd it’s finished! This one gave me an unusual amount of difficulty to write, but I really, really wanted to do it anyway.  It can also be found posted to AO3 here.

This is the second of a few fics I plan to write for follower requests after I hit a milestone about a week ago. @subteraneans and @demisexualmako both asked me for domesticity in St. Petersburg, and @comet-kind requested something fluffy and sweet and snowy for the season. The two requests ended up in combination here. 

Thanks to @subteraneans for helping me with Russian terms of endearments, and happy belated birthday to @comet-kind, who shares the day with Victor!

Call it a weakness, but if there is one thing that will keep Victor lingering in a store for hours, it is the search for a perfect pair of leather gloves.

He has a whole drawer full of them in his closet, bunched behind soft-knitted scarves and few mismatched fuzzy socks. Yuuri discovers this when helping Victor pack up his room in Hasetsu, his eyes wide with a disbelief Victor rarely gets the pleasure of seeing on him in such a mundane setting. There have to be at least fifteen pairs, he points out. Yuuri pulls each pair one by one from the fingertips and deposits them on the floor in front of him in a damning spread of evidence. For what on earth does Victor need so many pairs of gloves?

The answer is simple: absolutely nothing.

Victor likes the scent of leather. It’s that somewhat sweet, somewhat sharp tang that wears away with age but never fully disappears. He breathes it in from his hands when it clings to his palms and cracks it in the air when he curls his knuckles, flexes fingers with each new glove pulled snug. Good leather, soft leather is pleasant to touch. And most importantly, whether each pair of gloves is lined with fur or fabric or nothing at all, they keep out the cold. 

He jokes to Yuuri that since he has to wear cheaper, moisture-wicking gloves for exercise when he’s skating, he’s had to buy so many other nice ones to make up for all the lost time. Yuuri rolls his eyes and tells him this is absolutely terrible logic. 

Victor laughs and falls back with his head in Yuuri’s lap, holding up a white fleece-lined glove to Yuuri’s cheek.  “Hm,” Victor murmurs. “Perhaps a brighter color would be better with your skin-tone, Yuuri.”

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