but you were so attractive in this scene

Any idea how many gay jokes there are?

I just want to point out something. A joke is only funny when it isn’t used ad nauseam.

So, basically, when can we say this isn’t a joke but that there’s serious intent? How many times before we can rightfully say: this isn’t a joke, this is a pattern. This isn’t a bonus, this is the heart of the text?

10? 15? 20? One per episode? Twice per episode?

(Brace yourself)

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Detecting Lies (Grayson)

Summary: Based on this ask. 
Word Count: 1,296
Warnings: None.
A/N: I couldn’t get this idea off of my mind so hope you like this little blurb/small imagine thing I wrote in like an hour! xx


You knew it was gonna end badly when the twins had come back from the store, grinning from ear to ear as they told you and Cameron about the lie detector. Cam had given you a sideglance, knowing that this could end in two ways. But you still set up the cameras and the lights, leaving Grayson and Ethan to write down their five questions they were about to ask each other.

Cameron sat down on a barstool behind the main camera and you did the same after having switched on the two other side cameras, sighing as you took your seat next to the girl. Grayson looked at you, smiling smugly as he rubbed his hands together.

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Quick Fic Recs

What’s up my guys after season 2 I went hunting for some fresh content and found some nice fics, ayo :3c Most of these are Klance because I’m basic and also the general Voltron ao3 tag is scarring on a good day so I don’t like going through it lmaoo.

Honestly you can probably find these fics just by hunting through the first couple of pages but.. whatever lmao

Gen fic:

Knowledge or Death (And Ignorance is Bliss) by squirenonny

Keith tells the rest of the team what he learned in the Trials of Marmora.

[Season Two spoilers! Set between “The Blade of Marmora” and “The Belly of the Weblum”]

So yeah, a nice no-relationships just feel-good-family-feels fic. I felt like the reactions were in-character and realistic, and the way you can see the Paladins adjust and accept Keith warms my heart. I especially enjoyed the platonic Keith and Lance and Keith and Pidge. Really, really nice!!!

Klance fics lmao:

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Writing Romance

(Want more? Check out my Writing tag!)

There is the rather prevalent idea among writers that writing romance is hard. And for some people, maybe it is, but I would argue that it’s not difficult to write as much as it is easy to misinterpret.

In real life, relationships don’t have many straightforward rules besides a few obvious ones like “Trust is important” and “Don’t kill your spouse” and “99% of men are dense idiots who wouldn’t know how to read a signal if you tied them to a post and bashed them over the head with a rock, so just try asking him out on a date already”.

In the words of Tom Clancy, the difference between fiction and reality is that fiction has to make sense. What that essentially means is that writing fictional romance does have a few cut-and-dry rules, and that you can substitute “experience” with “logic” and get away with it, so you don’t need any prior relationship experience to understand how to write a decent romance. It can certainly help, but real life romance has a lot of factors that just wouldn’t fly in fiction.

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kekerockinrobin  asked:

Can I request a smut based off song Who Do You Love by Mariana's Trench where you & yoongi starts off as enemies for some reason when he's really in love with you & one day you two are left along for the day & you have a fight leading to sexy time

This was quite interesting to write since I’ve never written something with this type of plot line, so I hope you enjoy!~
- Devi ^_-

[WARNING: Explicit Content]

who do you love? {smut/angst}

Word Count: 3741


At some point in our lives, we all come across at least one person whom we cannot stand, and for what reason? That’s what’s unknown. See, our instincts are more capable than our minds seem to let us believe, and sometimes said instincts just KNOW when there’s something about someone that’s offputting even if your mind cannot rationalize it. Some people just make us angry simply for existing, without really transgressing against us. There was one in your life too. His name was Min Yoongi. 

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"JASHI IS A PEDOPHILIC SHIP!!111!11!"

No. No. You’re really wrong.

First off, I can’t believe some people are misinterpreting the training sequence as events that took place within a few days. It’s like they never watched Samurai Jack ever before. It’s anachronistic from Season 1-4 and is still showing a few hints of it in Season 5. The Daughters of Aku are grown women. The scenes were supposed to be glimpses of their bad childhood.

Pedophilia is sexual attraction to children. Neither Jack nor Ashi is a child; they only have a significant age difference and there is nothing inherently wrong with that if both people are of age. You want to fight pedophilia? You can start by not nitpicking a show that doesn’t show any of it. Stop throwing the word around so quickly and turning it into a buzzword to describe a ship you don’t like.

It especially ticks me off when they refer to Ashi as a child and compare her to truly young characters like Clem and Ellie in their first appearances. Ashi is an adult. She’s a capable, resourceful assassin despite being raised in a cave by crazed cultists. She might be clueless about nature and socialization at first because of her upbringing, but she’s a smart, grown woman who quickly adapted to her new environment.

We finally got a strong, capable and recurring female character in the show, can we please have that without people reducing her to a child? By referring to her as a child, you are infantilizing her. Stop infantilizing capable grown women, fictional or real. It reeks of sexism and condescension because of the implication that women should be treated like helpless, incapable children despite their abilities.

Tl;dr: STOP 👏 INFANTILIZING 👏 WOMEN 👏 FICTIONAL 👏 OR 👏 REAL 👏

Koi No Yokan

Characters - Steve x Sharon (stick with me here), Reader, Clint

Words - 636

Warnings - Angst

Koi No Yokan (Japanese) - The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall into love. This is different than “love at first sight,” since it implies that you might have a sense of imminent love, somewhere down the road, without yet feeling it. The term captures the intimation of inevitable love in the future, rather than the instant attraction implied by love at first sight.

A/N - Yay, new drab series! I’m just setting the scene in the first couple parts so please hang with me. Feedback is what I crave so go for it :)

“Baxter!” Your hoarse voice tore through the neighborhood just a few blocks from your own. There were tears clouding your vision and you couldn’t stop your nose from running as you wailed through the streets like a mad woman. “Baxter!”

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Adlock For Dummies

I was supposed to write some fanfiction, and as usual, I decided to scroll through the Adlock tag to get some feels rolling. But instead, I found myself disappointed at the fact that there has been another fiasco involving hate being present in the tags that caused a back-and-forth between Adlockers and, based on my observation, some Johnlock shippers (and yes, I’m using the entire ship name to have it appear on their tag because tit for tat).

Originally posted by xxvoodoo99xx

So first off, bless you my fellow shippers, @i-am-adlocked, @redwulfgirl, @marvelfangirlandsherlockian4ever, @magicalpostface, to name a few for defending the ship to the core, and for @thank-you-for-being-with-me​ and @themissadventurer​ for explaining wth happened. 

Now, this isn’t me putting gas to the already burning fire, but it is sickening to go over this again and again and again. To be fair, I have tried to be level headed back then about this whole conundrum, but seriously though, this has got to stop. 

Originally posted by itsfandomstuff

So I decided to approach this the Adlock way. I laid out the most common arguments against this ship and I’m going to give my most logical answers to it. Is this going low? Maybe. But hey, it’s a slow night for me so here’s to sharpening up my good ol’ brain cells.

Note: All quote references came from this brilliant post.


PART ONE: Disproving common arguments

1. “But Irene is gay…”

Yes, Irene had said this herself. From what I’ve seen in the fandom, people have a split opinion on the matter, taking Irene as either a lesbian or a bisexual, and coming from individuals who are part of the LGBTQ community, there should be a huge amount of respect for these opinions. But sadly, it has become a fiasco on its own. Now, as someone who is a genderfluid sapiosexual (putting this here because otherwise I would be called out for pushing heteronormativity or spreading homophobia and all those things), I personally think that Irene used the term gay loosely. She obviously prefers women, but is also evidently attracted to Sherlock.

Originally posted by bidoctor

So referencing what Lara Pulver stated back in 2012, “It’s just a label, isn’t it? Because, at the end of the day, I think she had feelings for Sherlock. So then people say, ‘Well, so she’s obviously not gay. She must be bisexual.’ But actually, let’s not label this. Let’s just know that human beings fall for other human beings.”

2. “Shipping Adlock is homophobic”

If we are going by expressed declarations of sexuality, it is important to not only take in Irene Adler’s preference into question. John Watson has been very vocal about not being gay, having been engaged into several relationships prior to his marriage with Mary Morstan, and yet has been subject to claims that he is, in fact, in love with Sherlock Holmes. So, logically speaking, rejecting one point over the other completely disproves the argument. 

3. “There are undeniable proof that Sherlock and John are in love”

This is something I didn’t want to tap on, but felt like I needed to do so. From the ACD canon to the BBC version, there are arguments falling ill to the common notion that the relationship of the two borders on romance. 

Originally posted by yes-yes-this-is-me

It has been a common fictional trope, where a character who is angsty and misunderstood is accepted by a trusty and kind comrade – or a brother not by blood but by bond if you will – and it is something intriguing because it is not so common in real life. This is because as much as it is embraced in fiction, males in real life are often pushed into the stigma of being macho men, for the smallest amount of affection showed towards someone else is regarded to as romantic attraction.

Love is very much present between Sherlock and John, but similar to characters like Frodo and Sam from LotR, Jem and Will from The Infernal Devices, Steve and Bucky from Captain America, and other ‘shippable bromances’, this is, in fact, nothing romantic, because newsflash, romance isn’t the only type of love there is. And the main reason why there are often claimed as so is because of this underlying patriarchal effect that two men can be friends, ‘but hey, no homo’, which frankly makes this all the more absurd. It’s like we hate this thinking but subconsciously, we have fallen deep into the expectations it represents.

4. Queerbaiting

In millions of interviews and conventions, the writers have explicitly said that Sherlock and John are not together, at least not in a romantic fashion, and this is first and foremost a story of their adventures as a detective and his chronicler. So blaming them and accusing them of queerbaiting is very much unfair.

Originally posted by the-state-0f-longing

All the ships have the liberty to ship what they ship, to hold on to every evidence and claim that they have as presented in the show, but to push through with an idea once a conclusion has been drawn seems unfair to the entire fandom altogether. It is fair to feel disappointed towards an episode you didn’t like, but a story and a writer that reels toward what the audience asks it to be is nothing more than laziness. 

YOU. CAN. ALWAYS. STOP. WATCHING. Don’t go as far as ruin the experience for everyone. It’s like because you’re allergic to nuts, then you expect your entire school to ban it and close all the shops in town selling it. 


PART TWO: “Adlock does not make sense”

I felt this needs to be a section on its own because as much as our ship only has a handful of references to play with, I can at least say that Adlock has sailed by itself even without our help. 

1. “So you like policemen?”

Most people who do not ship Adlock claim that Sherlock ‘malfunctioned’ in this scene because he was jealous ‘of’ Irene. But if we look at it, John was the first one who flirted with Irene by trying to make a move using the soldier card in contrast to Irene’s supposed liking of policemen. 

Now to quote Mark Gatiss, “He suddenly meets someone who fascinates him. Holmes and Adler have an intellectual attraction. He doesn’t understand it. It’s like falling in love, but he doesn’t know what it is.”

Originally posted by i-am-adlocked

It was obvious that having this woman one up him distracted him for a fragment of a second that he wanted to get back this air of superiority. Still, she outsmarts him. Also note that the morning after, he has already looked her up on Twitter, showing that she did pique his interest. 

2. “You barely knew her.” 

Abruptly answering is a way to tell when someone is lying according to Sherlock himself. So why did he give a clipped ‘yes’ when John asked if he was okay upon deducing that Irene Adler was ‘dead’?

Plus, nicotine was supposed to be something to keep him at bay – to keep his mind sharp. We saw how much he needs it if he’s an emotional wreck to enable him to think. But when Mycroft gave him low tar because he deemed that Sherlock barely knew Irene, he scoffed. He gave a grunt that sounds humorously offended. If you didn’t catch this then please watch the scene again.

3. “Craving the distraction of the game, I sympathise entirely.”

Sherlock and Irene were each other’s distraction, like the king and the queen of the opposing sides of the chessboard. And this was clearly a declaration that Sherlock was aware of how attracted he was to her, probably more so on an intellectual level, and that he genuinely wanted to understand and even impress her, much like her attempts to do so with him. 

Originally posted by athingwithpeas

4. “There’s no point in my leaving the flat for anything less than a seven, we agreed.”

Karachi is 4,906.6 miles from London. Just putting it out there. 

Oh and a challenge from Mr. Cumberbatch himself from 2015:  “They had a night. Irene Adler and Sherlock had a night. I’m absolutely certain of that. Deal with me.”

5. “I’ll still have it.”

Why would he ask for Irene’s Vertu? What did “The Woman… THE Woman.” mean? Going back to ASiP, the most obvious reference is “If she’d left him, he would’ve kept it. People do, sentiment.”

It was his obvious admission that Irene did in fact beat her, because she made him show that he did care about whatever it is that they had.

And add to his collection of all sentimental things, plus in reference to a Chekov’s gun, the rose in the hospital window in HLV disappeared, meaning Sherlock took it with him when he escaped. They wouldn’t show that camera play without meaning tbh.

6. “Get out of my head, I’m busy.”

Seeing how Sherlock’s mind palace works, he projects people in his mind as he needs them to be – whether it be their opinions, the moral balance they lead him to, etc. 

As his mind illustrates, Mycroft is often shown in a setting where he is regarded to as an important compass for intellect and logic, whereas John is often the one who offers practical and emotional approaches. Molly in HLV was presented such as a medical reference, and Anderson represents the firm believer that despite the perils and impossibilities, he can surpass death once more – quite a touching nod to TEH Anderson, tbh.

Originally posted by sorrowsflower

Anyway, going back to that scene in ASoT, it was clear that the mere thought of The Woman sent him a wave of distraction and nostalgia. His representation of her was with the look of affection and longing, something projected by his own subconscious. 

7. The pocketwatch in TAB

As this is all happening in his subconscious, the mere idea that John ‘his moral and emotional compass’ Watson brings up the thought of Irene Adler in the pocketwatch is an internal dialogue of his logic going against the musings of his heart. 

8.  “People text. Even I  text. Her, I mean. Woman. Bad idea. Try not to, but you know, sometimes…”

Sometimes, what? That is the question, don’t you think? 

In addition to the whole bromance thing, John expressing his grief in front of Sherlock cancels out the whole macho man facade and simply offers what years of friendship between them developed: trust. In this, Sherlock must’ve felt like the whole ‘I don’t text her back’ statement was already overdue, and just as how John confessed that he’s not as good as anyone holds him up to be, Sherlock also felt like it’s time to not be embarrassed to reveal that he is also, at times, vulnerable against his own impulses. 

Originally posted by i-am-adlocked

9. Irene knows Sherlock’s birthday + “The Woman will cry”in HLV

As I see them as people who don’t really fall much into these formalities, and also averting to the common notion that Sherlock and Irene’s relationship circulates in nothing more than lust, I’d like to point out that the main tether that tied them together is their intellectual connection. BUT, bordering to personal information, especially as  they are not people who would succumb to conventional topics of conversations, knowing Sherlock’s birthday and having his subconscious relate Irene Adler as someone who will be deeply affected by his death mean that their relationship has been long past simply passing time with mind games and solving cases. 

10. He still has all her texts, has her name in his phone as The Woman, and saved that bloody text alert EVEN AFTER CHANGING PHONES

If this doesn’t shout sentiment, then I don’t even know…

11. “Play you.”

Now one argument about this is that maybe Sherlock played this because ‘play you’ simply means ‘play something you composed.’ BUT, Eurus also did tell Sherlock to play something he understands

Originally posted by kaneabigails

After the statement regarding sex, it is clear that Sherlock is not as fazed as he was back in ASiB on the matter, and going beyond the implied physicality, it also shows that after all those years, Sherlock finally has an understanding as to why he wrote that piece for Irene Adler. It’s another solidification that they have developed a deeper relationship than just two people enjoying the company of the other for the mind games they provide, but they can even go as far as claim that they deem the other person as important.


And so, any other statements about Sherlock and Irene’s relationship in front and behind the camera is found in the post I used as a reference, which you can read here: http://sorrowsflower.tumblr.com/post/156423437518/compilation-of-adlock-quotes

Now if someone is up for an argument or would like to add anything else, my message box and replies are always open. With this off my chest, I think I’ll start working on those fanfictions again. :)

Imagining Creates Reality

“First, you must know what you want, then create an image that fulfills it. Would your friends know and talk about it? Imagine they are with you now, discussing your fulfilled desire. You could be at a cocktail or dinner party that is being given in your honor. Or maybe it’s a little get-together over tea. Create a scene in your mind’s eye and believe its reality in! That invisible state will produce the objective state you desire, for all objective reality is solely produced by imagination. The clothes you are now wearing were first imagined. The chair in which you are seated, the room that surrounds you - there isn’t a thing here that wasn’t first imagined; so you can see that imagining creates reality. If you don’t believe it, you are lost in a world of confusion. There is no fiction.” ~ Neville Goddard

For more never-before-heard law of attraction tricks and tips, I now provide private law of attraction e-coaching. To know more please read here.

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I remember when we were rehearsing the hotel scene, he [Mike Nichols] took me into a corner and said, ‘Do you remember the first time you had any action at all?’ And I said yeah. It was a sweater feel. I was in junior high school, playing the piano, doing Al Jolson in blackface, if you can believe that, and this girl was in the show, and we were waiting to be called. And we’re kind of attracted to each other, but I can’t get too close to her because of the blackface. And somehow, at one point, I put my hand on her breast.

“Mike said, 'Let’s do that scene again, and do that to Annie. Don’t tell her. Just find a place to do it.’ So I got up behind her, and just as she takes her sweater off, I put my hand on her breast. And she was brilliant. She just looked at it, and then went back to her sweater, taking a stain out or something. And I started to break. I took my hand off her breast and I turned away and thought, I’m gonna get fired, because breaking is the worst thing you can do. I turned my back on her and Nichols and walked over to the wall and started banging my head against it. And he goes into hysterics. He said, ’That’s in the movie.’

- Dustin Hoffman 

justalittlemeenah  asked:

I hope you dont mind if i just flood ur askbox! Ur honestly my fav ow imagine blog! (๑>◡<๑) So hb Mccree, Reyes, 76, Hanzo and everyone's new fav Sombra where they're in a heated argument with another agent and when their S/O steps in to break them up they accidentally shove/push them to the floor? Thank you!

 STAHP YOU’RE TOO NICE I SWEAR THERE ARE BETTER OW IMAGINE BLOGS


McCree:

  • Older Jesse has more control of himself, but I think Blackwatch Jesse would not hesitate to get physical if one of the other agents was giving him a hard time. Growing up in a gang environment kinda makes that normal.
  • “Jesse!” “Not now, sugarplum,” he’s gritting his teeth when you try to stop him verbally. The boy arguing with him is grinning smugly, and curious bystanders have started to notice, as it’s definitely going to end up getting physical.
  • So you decide to step in before that can happen. But neither you nor McCree were counting on the fact that you stepped between the two boys exactly when Jesse was taking a swing. He hesitated enough at the sight of you to where he only pushed you rather than sock you in the face, but that didn’t stop him from giving his opponent a good one.
  • After speedily giving the other boy a bloody nose, Jesse is kneeling right beside you, all apologies and sweet nicknames. “Darlin, i’m sorry, I-I won’t fight again-” a pause. “Okay I can’t promise ya that but ya can’t do that again sweetheart!” You’e not mad at him; it was an accident, after all! But he feels absolutely horrible and buries his face in your hair once he helps you to your feet. 
  • “If you stop getting into fights, you won’t have to worry about that ever happening again, you know.” “…Y/N, shut it and let me kiss ya.”

Gabriel Reyes: 

  • MY HEART IS HURTING BECAUSE I INSTANTLY SEE THE AGENT HE IS ARGUING WITH AS JACK. I JUST. HE’S THE ONLY ONE I CAN SEE GABE GETTING MAD ENOUGH TO TAKE A SWIPE AT…
  • You, being a friend to both of them, also have a pang in your heart seeing them go at it again. So you decide to do something about it since you’re there.
  • “Gabe,” you say his name as you approach. Jack hears you, and looks behind Reyes’ shoulder to see you. He looks away guiltily. Gabe, however, didn’t hear you, and takes Jack shifting focus as a sign he’s not listening.
  • “And there you go! Ignoring me again, just like how you did when you took the damn position!” Those words send you into action. You know how much Jack surpassing him hurt Gabriel. You’d stayed up at night soothing him countless times. Your goal was to stand between them and plead with Gabe to calm down, but just as you reached them he shot his hands out in an attempt to shove Jack.
  • Jack is the one to help you up. Reyes is still shocked, and looks at his hands in horror that they had hurt you. You whisper to Jack that you’re able to handle things from here, and he reluctantly leaves the two of you. “Gabe.” He doesn’t look up. You sigh, stepping forward and cupping his cheek as he stares at the floor. He lets you, but doesn’t make any moves himself. You take the initiative and pull him into your arms. Only then does he respond, wrapping his arms around you and holding you tightly to express both his remorse and his need for you in his weak state.

Solder: 76:

  • It’s kinda funny; young Jack would be able to keep his cool, but 76 can be ticked off enough to tousle. He’s not the golden boy he used to be.
  • It takes a whole lot for Jack to lose his cool, though, so this person would have to be doing/saying some seriously bad shit. Like, really bad. Bad enough where I’m sure you end up being just as pissed as your lover is.
  • But you also know that arguing with this person won’t get you two anywhere, so after thinking on what the best course of action would be, you head over. But you got there as Jack pushed the guy with a growl.
  • They pumped super soldier stuff into him years ago, so a shove from Morrison can send anyone tumbling. Both you and the asshole that he meant to hit fall onto the floor, with you quickly sitting up and rubbing a spot on your head.
  • 76 is beside you in seconds, speedily helping you to your feet before pulling you away without so much as a word to the other human he knocked over. Once you two are far enough away, he practically tears his visor off and kisses you, running his thumb across your cheek as he does so. “I’m sorry…I let my anger get the best of me back there.” He rests his forehead against yours, and when you tell him you’re not angry he just chuckles and wonders what he did to deserve someone like you.

Hanzo:

(◕д◕✿) This request is turning out a lot more angsty than I thought it would be…

  • I can only see him going as far as physical blows with Genji. If anyone else bothered to start anything with him, he’d be able to simply walk away and meditate on his thoughts to let the anger fade away. But considering his voice lines to Genji in-game…yeahhhh.
  • Hanzo doesn’t see Genji as his brother anymore. Er, at least, not the cyborg one, anyway. His Genji died years ago, and his guilt won’t allow him to accept another. So, it’s likely the two would be in a spat because the younger one tried to reconnect with Hanzo yet again. 
  • “You are not the Genji I knew!” “You are not the Hanzo I knew, either, brother. We have gro-” “You are no brother of mine.” A statement, spoken as though it were fact. It was this that alerted you to their current conflict, and at his shout you quickly made your way over.
  • Genji is reaching out to put a hand on his brother’s shoulder when you get close. In a flash Hanzo’s eyes are narrowed, and he tries to shove the cyborg away. …But you take the blow, not wanting either Shimada hurt.
  • And you may have saved Hanzo from physical injury, but the minute he sees you lose your footing his emotions are a wreck. There is so much guilt swirling through him, and it’s just worse with the extra that being around Genji entails. Speaking of which, he left you two, knowing Hanzo needed a moment with you. The archer is just kind of stuck in a stupor as you pull yourself to your feet. “Hanzo..?” He blinks and looks at you, the emotional whirlpool evident in his eyes. You take his hand in yours softly. “It’s okay.” At the sight of your warm smile, he pulls you to him and settles his head on your shoulder, breathing in your scent to calm himself down as you reach up to run your fingers through his hair. 

Sombra:

  • Sombra seems to me the type to brush off any harsh words said in her direction. If someone were to actually upset her, I think they’d have to be talking negatively about a cause she’s passionate about or a person she cares for.
  • Say someone was talking shit on omnics or something. I believe she likes them, especially after her Los Muertos days. So if someone didn’t shut up after she told them to shut their mouth, then she’d actually be bothered to argue. 
  • The few times Sombra gets heated, she get heated. Like, burning. She can completely flame people’s lives in seconds. And while you agree that this person is a dick, you don’t need Sombra causing a scene and attracting attention to herself. You know she wants to avoid that, so you chose to stop her before she could regret anything later.
  • She was getting awfully close to this guy, and he was being a jerk. “What, you’re gonna hurt me? Psh, just try.” “You asked, gilipollas.” You know you don’t have enough time to stop her when you get there, so instead you jump between them, taking your girlfriend’s shove rather than letting the dude do so. 
  • “Y/N!” This just makes her more pissed at the guy, but for your sake she leaves him with only a glare before attending to you. “Lo siento, Y/N…” She helped you up, but kept her gaze from yours in a sheepish display of guilt. It was actually kinda cute, and you smiled at her as you said it was fine and that you weren’t hurt. No one meant for that to happen, least of all her. At your response she sighs with a smile of her own, before laughing softly and shaking her head. “I am lucky you’re mine.” “Very lucky,” you joke and she can’t help but laugh and kiss your nose. You’re such a cutie!
Story Time!

Some idiot jumped the curb and crashed his car into the light post on the street corner outside my office this afternoon. It was a relatively slow day, so my co-worker and I watched the scene unfold.

Police and fire crew showed up, of course. There were no injuries, so they were standing around chatting for a while.

I watched one young, attractive cop reach over and adjust something on one of the young, attractive firefighter’s jacket. They smiled and joked and laughed.

Everything my life I witness, I swear to you, ends up as a Dean and Cas AU. That being said… Rec me, y'all. Where my fireman/cop AUs at? I might write one sooner or later.

Just a Few Seconds

Originally posted by jisooosgf

it’s sleepover saturday :) send us drabble requests or questions


A malicious knot formed in the pit of your stomach. It was nerves, you knew it was just nerves, and nerves couldn’t kill you, right? On the broader spectrum of things you knew the next five minutes didn’t have the possibility to make or break you, but there were small things that still made your gut churn. It wasn’t really small things, in fact it was one big thing: your boyfriend Joshua Hong had insisted on coming to your day on set when you had your kiss scene.

You had planned on telling him. You kept telling yourself you would tell him in a minute, but then that minute passed and so did the next and now you realized you could only do that a few more times before that minute would be the minute you were kissing your fellow actor. You had had kissing scenes before, it wasn’t something you were entirely nervous about (although you were still somewhat nervous). What you hadn’t done however, was a kissing scene in front of your current boyfriend. And now it was too late to tell him.

Joshua was never the jealous type, surely he wouldn’t mind too much if you spent a few tiny seconds passionately kissing an extremely attractive guy in front of him. Out of all things, Joshua was understanding, it was another thing to ask whether or not he would understand that you simply never got around to telling him.

And then, the unlucky second came, you were ushered to where you were supposed to be standing for the scene when the director announced what scene it would exactly be. Your eyes flickered over to Joshua whose lips parted slightly in surprise. His eyes flickered over to yours at you tried you best to pretend you didn’t know, you were an actor after all. “Oh, is that today?” Your cheeks turned the slightest bit pink as you searched for comfort in Joshua.

He nodded to you and you let out a relieved sigh. It was only a few seconds, and putting off seconds was what you had been doing all weekend. You began to repeat your lines, putting emotion into each word until it led to the eventual kiss. Just like you should, you lost yourself in the scene and somehow forgot about your looming boyfriend as you put passion into the kiss.

You ran the scene a few times, each time you grew to nervous to look back at your boyfriend so instead you kept your eyes trained at the director. Once it was over you walked over to Joshua, who pulled you into a deep hug the second you walked up. You smiled, you truly had the best boyfriend ever. “Let’s go take a break or something.” He whispered in your ear playfully. Joshua was understanding, but there was an undeniable fact that in that moment he was extremely jealous, and he was going was going to make sure you knew why you loved him.

-peach

Owari No Seraph Chapter 56

So, I saw that a lot of people were talking about that scene where Mahiru talks about Shinoa “having” to fell in love with someone (And that Shinoa looked at Yuu and all).

Well, a lot of people are mad at it because (and at Kagami) it’s making, again, that romance that Kagami said he wasn’t focusing on the story, and I agree with you all on this one.

Now, about Kagami thinking that women need to have sexual attraction to activate their powers, well, I can’t say that Kagami doesn’t think that way. But you can’t say that he thinks that as well.

Sometimes, the author of a series/anime/cartoon/etc needs to think like the character their writing at the moment, and not as themselves, and we all know that Mahiru, now that she’s a demon, thinks only about power (and eating souls because why not).

And, well, we all know (or some of us, at least) that both Mahiru and Shinoa were born with a demon inside of them. And we don’t know exactly how those demons are activated and all. Then, maybe the feeling of love/attraction can actually be the trigger to activate them (who knows, it’s a anime about sexy vampires, demons and angels. What can not exist, right?).

I’m not saying that women need to have this sexual attract to activate their powers, especially because I’m not sexist as people say Kagami is (And he makes himself look like one sometimes, I admit). And maybe he was only thinking like Mahiru, who is a crazy demon as we can see trough both the anime and the manga, to create that scene.

Now, I’m not trying to defend that scene, actually, I would love to make that scene less sexist as it looks. But we need to think that Kagami can be doing a crazy character as Mahiru say those things, or he is, indeed, thinking like that about his female characters. (And I really hope that this isn’t the case)

Sorry for the long text, but I was just sad that people were saying those things about Kagami when maybe he is innocent about it. (But if he isn’t, and he actually thinks like that… Well, then we have a problem now)


(please don’t hate me I’m only trying to express what I think)

anonymous asked:

Ah! I forgot to add details: - Crush (Gentleman, outgoing and goofy but sexy at the same time) - Y/N (She's black, long braids, very shy) - Romance/Fluff + Smut Hyoseob (aka Crush) and Y/N are good friends + have been liking each other for a long time but haven't confessed it yet. They've just finished watching a movie + decide to go to the arcade after their little cinema date. It gets late + Crush invites Y/N to his apartment. Things get heated. He takes it nice + slow afterwards😏

Gentleman(AMBW):

“Do you want some more popcorn?” Hyoseob asked you, smiling brightly he leaned over the large popcorn bowl he had brought for the both of you before the movie started.

“Just.. A little bit more you’re going to get me fat.” You teased him, reaching over to press your hand into the bowl to scoop up some popcorn in your hand munching on the extra butter.

“Hey! That’s not true but even if you did become a plump fluffy donut I’d still eat you.” Hyoseob teased winking at you. The both of you bursting out into a fit of laughter in the movie theaters as the last few scenes rolled up. You both knew you were supposed to be quiet and you often received looks from the other patrons watching the movie but you didn’t care, because your attractive best friend was beside you.

“I don’t think your girl would like it if you were to eat me.” You teased him back, he rolled his eyes pulling at one of your braids.

“Barbra would be so mad.” He joked pulling back.

“SHHHHH!”  A person shushed you and Hyoseob looked back at them, anger flashing quickly across his handsome features before it died down turning to look at you.

“Yeah y/n SHHHHH!” He playfully teased and you hit his shoulder, causing him to pretend he was hurt clutching onto his arm. You rolled your eyes at him this time around, your hands wiping on the paper towels and soon after you were taking a sip of your ice getting into the Beauty and the Beast. Your heart clutched seeing the tea cup and her son as well as the other items becoming stone and hardened.

“Oh no..” You quickly felt your heart sink as you watched the clip play out. Hyoseob could feel the sadness from you and he couldn’t lie and say that he didn’t feel anything from this movie but he wasn’t going to cry over something like this in front of you it wasn’t macho. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder careful not to yank your long braids. His arm keeping you close to his body so that he could comfort you as you let little tiny tears fall down your reddening cheeks. His hand reached up to slightly run across your bare cheek and you looked up at him seeing what he wanted. Both of your faces were inches from each other. His eyes staring into yours, you heard the main song for beauty and the beat playing causing you to look back at the screen smiling widely as you saw all the characters come back to life. You got excited smiling like a big kid. Hyoseob chuckled watching your antics as you sat up. He slid his arm down your back in a comforting manner, his own eyes dancing over your features before he looked back at the screen as the movie came to an end. When the movie credits started to roll, he stretched out and rolled his head a bit.

“So, are you ready to go gaming?” He asked you, nodding your head you stood up with him grabbing the trash. Pushing your trash into the trashcan as you watched out of the movie room you were in you saw him look at a girl. You smiled softly seeing him engrossed in what she was doing, she was beautiful pecking away at her phone as she waited by the restroom.

“Are you going to go get her?” You teased nudging him with your elbows.

“Nah, she is a beauty but I have my eyes on someone else. And before you ask! I will introduce her to you soon.” He patted your head watching as you stuck out your tongue at him heading towards his car.

The drive to the arcade was quiet and peaceful. Hyoseob jamming out to music and rapping even if the lyrics were wrong. Your hands busied yourself on your phone, playing a game on your device and occasionally singing back to his horrible rapping until you were pulling up in front of the place. Hyoseob got you out of the car, holding your hand he led you towards the game room buying you both tokens.

As he got everything for you, your eyes couldn’t help but appreciate how handsome he was. His jawline and tanned skin. How deep his voice was he spoke. It was the little things you started to notice, how his jeans fit his thighs right, how you knew he was toned up under his shirt though he didn’t show it off. And those plump lips that he had. You wanted to kiss him, your best friend you wanted to kiss. Shaking your head, you walked off from him to go find a game just to keep yourself preoccupied.

“She gets like that when she is nervous. I hope she is ready for tonight.” He admitted to the other male behind the counter thanking him for the tokens.

Hyoseob found you staring at a racing game, smiling to himself it was his turn to notice you. How your nose flared out when you concentrated, or the way you gave a soft sigh once you felt either happiness or defeat. How you spaced out to think beyond the images flashing across the screen. Your tongue that occasionally swept across your bottom lip to wet them. You didn’t have on anything fancy, just a long sleeve button up shirt and a pair of ripped skinny jeans. Your braids were pinned back into a big braid and hanging free on the bottom layer, a flower crown on your head. Hyoseob walked up to you wrapping an arm around your waist whispering.

“Wake up.”

You slapped at his chest, resulting to hitting him when you couldn’t control your emotions and he died in laughter not being able to hold it.

“You’re so cute when you daze out I couldn’t help myself. Want to race?” He asked you and that’s what started your night of gaming. Both of you were equally good at something, but Hyoseob had the upper hand on most shooting games. You took him down in dancing games and the racing was equally one between you both. He got the games for the basketball tossing, he was a pro and you were slightly jealous. When the night was finished, he walked with you to the front, it was getting late and he knew you would be tired. Once you both stood in front of the prize line. Hyoseob watched you pick out a big fluffy Snorlax teddy bear that you wanted.

“C-can I have that one please?” You asked nervously chewing on your bottom lip as you clutched the stack of 700 tickets in your hands because you had gamed so much.

“I’m sorry ma’am, that costs 20,000 tickets.” The man informed you. All the hope you had in your body just seemed to die out and the light was erasing from you. Hyoseob watched it all happen. Unraveling his stack of tickets and pulling out his receipts from previous days where you gamed, he handed it over to the male behind the counter who raised his eyebrows in shock.

“W-what are you doing?” You whined slightly seeing your best friend giving over his savings for you.

“I’ve seen you eye that bear since we’ve started coming here. It’s annoying.” He lied reaching for the item that was still hanging on the wall.

“Hyo..” You frowned gently your body getting warmer as your heart strings started to tug.

“Listen if you love me take this damn bear.” He grumbled walking off. You knew how serious he was about gamming and wining stuff for himself. Taking the bear from the man behind the counter you cuddled it waddling outside behind your best friend as the big Pokémon rested against your body.

“Are you going to take me home now?” You asked him as he opened the door for you and put Snorlax in the back. He strapped the bear into his seat, chuckling as he got into the driver seat.

“Son you need to lose a few pounds or you won’t be able to fit.” He started to drive the car from the gaming place causing you to laugh.

“And why is he your son? We aren’t dating.” You crossed your arms over your chest and he smirked shrugging.

“In a sense, I helped make him did I not? I put in work for him girl.” You playfully pinched his arm causing him to groan.

“You’re so kinky y/n, do you like causing me pain?” He asked frowning at you. Your cheeks heated up deeply, yeah of course, there were some things you didn’t tell him and you were a freak you just didn’t let anyone else know about it. “Look at that nose flare. I know all I need to know.” He chuckled pinching your cheek. “Come back to my place?” He asked you stopping at a red light looking down at the time. “It’s late and you live far away. I don’t want to drop you off and have to drive back to my house alone. And my house is closer.” He pouted using some aegyo and you couldn’t say no to him. Giving in you nodded your head.

“Weellllll you did give me a son.” You teased playfully.

It didn’t take long for you to get to his house. He carried your teddy bear inside to place it on the couch, both of you taking turns to shower. You ended up wearing one of his long sleeved oversized shirts because you didn’t want to wear your clothes that you kept at his house or the clothes you went out today in. Hyoseob ended up changing into sweats and a tank top. You both were sitting on the couch, Snorlax on the other one as a scene from an animated movie played out. You gave a soft yawn, but you didn’t want to go to sleep yet.

“Tired?” He asked you, his own voice become a bit raspy as he paid attention to the TV.

“Nope you?” You asked him as he grabbed at your hand.

“Well.. I can’t really go to bed like this, now can I?” You were going to ask what he meant, but he soon was placing the palm of your hand onto his hardened erection. You could feel his outline through the sweats. Immediately your face changed from brown to red. Hyoseob loved making you blush but he couldn’t deny how much he wanted you, there was so much to you. You were different even your culture and he adored everything about you. It was driving him mad to see you in nothing but his shirt, and how you are smelling of him, how your breast pressed against the fabric of his shirt without a bra. He groaned his cock twitching under the soft feel of your sweaty palm.

“H-Hyoseob..” You tried off feeling your voice dye in your throat as your palm instinctively rubbed him through his sweats.

“Just tell me if I need to stop.” He mumbled lifting himself a bit, he moved to push your leg open on the couch, reaching down his hand that was on top of yours to cup your pussy, rubbing your bare folds that were quickly becoming wet from the teasing and buildup. He let his fingers slid up and down your pussy causing you to let out a quiet timid moan. He pressed his lips together before he moved to press his forehead against yours, licking across your bottom lip.

“I want you.” He whispered softly, his middle finger rubbing against your clit as his first and ring finger spread your lips wide. He played with it, tapping against the bud before he slid his finger down your slit slowly.

“Hyo..” You groaned out almost throwing your head back. Your hand moving to slip inside of his sweats, he had on no boxers so it was easy for you to grip onto his shaft and stroke him slowly. He felt much bigger than you ever expected.

“Can I, have you?” He teased knowing the answer from how your legs quivered but he had to be sure. Sliding his middle finger inside of your tight entrance he bit on his bottom lip. He reached deep, burying his finger until the knuckle was in, wiggling it around he caused you to cry out, the back of your head hitting the couch now.

“Yes. Please take me.” You said softly looking at him with lust filled eyes, the want apparent on your face and you didn’t want to hide it anymore.

“What was that?” He asked thrusting his finger harder into you, causing you to let out a sharp cry of pleasure.

“I SAID YES! Take me dammit. Just.. Not in front of our son.” You teased him lightly. He paused his lips twitching as he pulled his finger from you.

“Don’t ruin my sex appeal. I need you to want me.” He almost whined. You pulled your hand from his sweats, you watched as he licked his finger winking at you, so in return you licked the palm of your hand causing him to release a rough breath.

Hyoseob picked you up, carrying you to his room, he laid you down on your back, turning on his light before he was crawling over you. Your legs spread wide inviting him in. “My brown kitten.” He teased stroking your thighs before his lips found yours. One of his hands cupped your cheeks, he kissed you with passion taking his time to press kisses against your lips. He let you get used to kissing him, occasionally biting on your bottom lip or licking at it before he was slipping his tongue inside of your mouth. You let him, giving up the dominance just to enjoy his tongue roaming against yours. His hands moved around your waist, gripping your bare ass cheeks as he ground himself against you. The imprint of his dick pressing against your wet core as he dry humped you. You were quickly a moaning mess, pressing your hips back against his, your hands moving to press against his biceps as his tongue traced all around your mouth, over your tongue and teeth over the roof or your mouth and back to your tongue. He pulled back to look down at you taking deep breaths as he pushed his hips hard against you causing you to moan.

“I can’t believe I even got myself to hold back this much. Do you know how much I’ve wanted you y/n? You’ve made me crazy. I don’t know when I fell for you, but I do know it’s been a while. And we don’t have to talk about this right now, because I really need you. But I want you to be mine.” The sincerity in his voice made your heart feel like it was stopping. Either way you agreed nodding your head as you listened to him.

“You know that I want you. But we have time to deal with that. Right now let’s focus on getting you off because I don’t think my pussy will be able to handle this too much longer. You are making me so wet.” You whimpered slightly, he nodded his head in understanding a slight smirk on his lips. You watched as he pulled back looking down at his sweats that were soaked out from your juices, the outline of his dick becoming more prominent.

He let his hands push up your shirt slowly mumbling ‘dirty girl’ under his breath as he kissed on your stomach and between your breast. Soon he was lifting the shirt off your head and throwing it onto the floor.

“You’re such a fucking beauty.” He admitted, moving your hands from your shy face. He cupped your breast, running his fingers across your soft skin, watching as your nipples puckered up. He watched you before he leaned down, licking across the flesh softly sucking on the little hard pebbles biting on them gently. He pulled back making your skin sloppy and wet. Messy from his actions as he painted your neck and your breast with hickeys. Once he felt you were wet enough for him, and he could see the juices making a puddle on the bed under you he pulled away smiling down at you. He pushed down his sweats and threw them across the room with his shirt, picking you up he flipped you around, letting you face his hardened erection as he placed your legs on either side of his face looking at your glistening center.

You were eager to grip at his shaft, your mouth watering as you looked at the large organ. Your tongue slipped from your lips and ran across the head of his dick, lapping at the precum, you made sure to suck it all up proceeding to slide down his erection. He was a good side, he stretched out your mouth but you weren’t complaining. Bobbing your head up and down slowly, you felt his tongue press against your clit, two of his fingers escaping inside of you. He fingered you slowly, prepping you and making sure to scissor his fingers as your wetness escaped past his lips. The both of you matching pace, your hips lifting towards each other’s mouth in a needy manner. He felt your pussy give a squeeze signaling from him to pull back after he throbbed in your mouth. Slapping your ass, he gripped at the flesh spreading you wide.

“Ride me.” He almost begged quietly.

More than eager to do so you flipped off him, to straddle his waist once again, facing him this time. He gripped at your hips sucking in air once you grabbed at the base of his shaft and rubbed it up and down your soaking pussy. You slide down onto him slowly, letting him fill you up, your head rolled back and your lips parted slightly. You sat still on him making sure he was comfortable inside of you before your hands moved to press against his chest. Your nails dug into his skin as you bounced lightly on him. Hips slapping against each other, the few tiny groans being left from each of your lips. Your head rolled back around so that you could look at him, seeing his glistening lips you leaned down to lick up your essence from his face as he started to grip on your hips tighter picking up the pace. Your lips found one another’s once again, his hands moving to your ass to dig his nails into the plump flesh. He made you grind on his dick more than ride him, the new position he gave causing him to reach deep inside of you and to press against your spot. Your legs trembled on him, you felt so full and so much pleasure coursed through your body. Hyoseob was close but he made sure to get you off first, the soft pubic hairs rubbing against your lower stomach as he fucked into you.

“Oh god, I’m going to cum.” You whimpered out against his lips, your hips trying to speed up and he allowed you to pick up the pace slowly.

“Cum for me baby. I want to feel you tighten around me.” He admitted. Giving in you shut your eyes searching for your release as you started to feel tingly down below. Your eyes screwing shut tighter as your mouth flew open and his name was released off your lips in a choked cry.

Hyoseob watched in amazement and how good it looked when you were pleasured. He threw his own head back moaning your name as he quickly lifted you up wanting to be careful so he came on his lower stomach and a bit on your legs and thighs causing you to pant against his warm skin. Sweat dripped down both of your glowing bodies, the sheets became clammy and hard to stay on but he didn’t care.

“How about round two in a bubble bath?” He asked wiggling his eyebrows.

“Hmmm, only if you ride me this time.” You teased. He picked you up kissing your lips and walked into the bathroom giving you your answer.

2

It was an active crime scene, it was your crime scene. Looking around at the familiar faces, you’d worked with most of these people before….expect one.

“This is a crime scene, an investigation. You can’t be in here if you aren’t police, FBI or law enforcement”. Explaining to the tall, blonde who was kneeling down inspecting a piece of fragment.

He stood up, now at your eye level and to say you didn’t find him very attractive would be a complete lie. A light, faint chuckle emerged from his lips. You didn’t see what was so amusing, especially tampering with evidence. “Has anyone touched these fragments”. He asked, his voice a lot deeper than you were expecting but still quite pleasant to listen too.

Folding your arms, “I’m going to need see some identification before I answer any questions”.

“Your boss didn’t tell you? I’m Macgyver and that over there is Jack, we’re here from the Phoenix Foundation to help with this case”. He explained, and not one part of you could tell if he was telling the truth or if he just knew how to lie really well.

“Alright Macgyver, if you do really work for this Phoenix Foundation how come I’ve never heard of it until now?”. Quizzing him.

Showing of his perfectly white teeth, if you had meet him anywhere else other than a crime scene, you’d probably foolishly be charmed by his good looks.

“It’s a secret organization. You sure like to ask a lot of questions, for all I know you’re the one that’s not suppose to be here”.

Scoffing, you lifted the badge around your neck. “Nice try handsome, but I have this which says otherwise.

He smiled, very much assumed by this on going banter back and forth. “Did you just call me handsome?”.

Stuttering, “I-uh-no! You must be hearing things”

“Hey, Mac come over here”. A guy dressed in all black, a lot older than him yelled from the other end of the crime scene. He shouted a quick be right there before turning to you again.

“I’m pretty sure I heard handsome. I look forward to working with you on this case, Y/N”. Arching an eyebrow, he pointed to your badge. “I read your name off the badge. Oh and by the way, you might want to bag up those fragments, they look quite important”. Confidently walking away, you watched as he went ahead and started up a conversation with his partner.

Whispering quietly to yourself. “I look forward to working with you too, Macgyver”. Bending down to pick up the evidence, this case was quickly becoming your favourite.

Masterlist

I am a huge Dumbledore fan, I have loved him ever since the start of the series and I love him even more at the end. And I get furious when people blame him for things that aren’t his fault and hate him for things that he didn’t do. I especially hate bashing of any kind especially when they try to make Dumbledore be evil. He has his flaws but I’ll defend him to the death most of the time, out of all the HP characters he’s my baby.

However, the one thing I keep thinking about is the whole Willow/Werewolf prank. As much as I love Dumbledore, I can’t get over this. Every time I think about it I feel bad for Snape and find myself going “Albus…WTF?!” I can defend Dumbledore from a lot of accusations using canon, but I CANNOT defend this. Albus, what the hell? Snape isn’t my favorite but he’s still a kid who almost died! Merlin’s beard, man, what were you thinking?! Now I love Sirius to pieces, but his little ass needed to get expelled or locked up for that crap. JK Rowling, I keep thinking about this scene and I need you to come up with an explanation for this, something so I can get it out of my head. Unfortunately, this confession may attract Dumbledore bashers (I pray not), I will always love him. But gods dammit if this scene doesn’t make me want to throttle him. What was his reason? I really need a canon reason why this happened, and a good one. The whole “he favored Gryffindor” deal that haters use isn’t good enough for me. Nobody favors a house to that extent, it’d be bad business.

Falling For You (Steve x Reader)

A/N: Hey guyss!! So, it’s been so long since I wrote a Steve one and oh my goodness does it feel good, I love Steve haha anywaysss, I hope it’s fluffy enough😄 Enjoy!!

Request: Hi!! Can you please write a Steve x Reader where Loki decided to cast a spell on the reader to make her very clumsy as a prank and Steve decides to take care of you and like idk how to really explain it but just a lot of fluff and all haha thank you!! :)


“LOKI!” You shouted as you stormed into the living room, gasping as you tripped over yourself, falling down.

“Y/N! Are you alright?”

You looked up to see Steve getting up from the couch, looking at you with concern as he walked over to help you up.

“Thanks, Cap, but have you seen Loki?” You asked, dusting yourself as you looked around the area.

Steve frowned as he shook his head. “I haven’t seen him. Why are you looking for him?”

“That little sh-” You stopped halfway as you saw Steve raising a brow at you, you clearing your throat. “I mean, that little trickster did something to me and now I can’t seem to do anything properly without falling all over the place or accidentally hurting myself.”

“What? Why would he do that?” Steve asked, looking confused.

You suddenly looked slightly sheepish. “Um, I know you said that while Loki was here on Earth, we shouldn’t do anything with him but only watch him, but, uh, we were having a little prank war and…”

Laughing awkwardly, you watched as Cap immediately gave you a look and you sighed. “Okay, fine, I’m sorry, I learned my lesson from having a prank war with the god of mischief.”

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Vampire Diaries {Sentence Starters}
  • "Your hair's different; I like it."
  • "I know that you can't change who you are, but you don't belong here anymore."
  • "I shouldn't have come home."
  • "The rest of the world has moved on. You should try, too."
  • "Today will be different. It has to be."
  • "They follow you. You can't escape them - as much as you want to."
  • "I will smile, and it will be believable."
  • "For over a century, I have lived in secret. Until now."
  • "I need you to be afraid of me. I need you to run like hell, do you understand me?!"
  • "Do you wanna hear the bad news, or the really bad news?"
  • "Why did you come back after all this time? Why now?"
  • "I'll be downstairs. Drinking."
  • "I know it's late, but I needed to know if you're okay."
  • "I'm not going to give up on you. I believe in you."
  • "Not in the mood! Today's been a no-good, very-bad day."
  • "You're really going to run this whole psychic thing into the ground, huh?"
  • "Why would you risk it? Why would you come here?"
  • "Don't embarrass me, young man!"
  • "I don't hurt people. I don't do that."
  • "If you're just gonna mock me, could you move along, please?"
  • "Aren't you a little old for a high school carnival?"
  • "Hey! If you want to forget it happened, fine. But I can't."
  • "I can't tell you what to do. But coming back here was a mistake."
  • "Let go of me before I cause a scene."
  • "You're taking a stupid risk. I could hurt you."
  • "Yes. You're a complete nuisance."
  • "I have so many emotions, but I don't have any way to express them."
  • "You touch her and I swear I will never speak to you again."
  • "Indulge me for a little while, please?"
  • "Don't pout. It’s not attractive in a woman your age."
  • "What do you know about werewolves?"
  • "I know I'm the last person you wanna see right now, but I need you to come with me."
  • "You were running from something. What was it?"
  • "I've no secrets. Only dirty shame."

anonymous asked:

Thomas? Bisexual?? Noooooooo. I refuse.

Mmm yea me too. I’d actually like to say a few words on this because I don’t know if I’ve ever heard anyone claimed Thomas was bi as well? (Just James.) I would have no problem whatsoever if Thomas were bisexual so let me just get that out of the way. But to me all evidence points to the contrary.

Let’s also get the usual disclaimer out of the way that yes, Thomas absolutely loved Miranda and she him.

Okay. We saw Thomas and Miranda interact only a few times directly with one another, and in each of those interactions you could tell their was love and affection between them, however, there was never any indication that they were sexually attracted to one another.

And especially in this show, the seeing or not seeing of something is important. Because the relationship between Thomas, James, and Miranda was vital to the show. We were shown Miranda and James’s relationship develop. That included the carriage scene where they (presumably) had sex for the first time. So while James and Miranda were definitely sexually attracted to one another (at least during that time), there was no scene that let the audience know that Thomas and Miranda’s husband and wife duties were sexual. I’m not saying they never had sex (perhaps when they first fell in love, perhaps in an attempt for Miranda to get pregnant, who knows); I’m saying I don’t think that Thomas loved Miranda in that way.

So again, if the creators wanted Thomas to be bisexual, they would have very clearly shown us that he was. As it is, we know that he only ever interacted with James in a way that was read as sexual (all the looks, the grins and smiles, the body language, etc). I think Miranda served as a beard for them: as a woman who loved both of them enough to deflect her gay husband’s activities away and onto herself by being promiscuous.

I think some people tend to overlook the importance of the time period too. Any nobleman who was gay during that time would have had to hide it from most people AND they would had to have gotten married. That wasn’t exactly a choice the way it is today–it was expected and was simply a part of being able to function in society, regardless of your sexual orientation.

All of that being said, I don’t necessarily think that means they couldn’t have been an ot3, with Thomas and Miranda focused on James during their sexual encounters (though I tend to think after James and Thomas hooked up, James and Miranda no longer saw each other that way).

But these are just my thoughts and feelings and honestly, at this point, who cares anyway? Because Thomas’s One True Love is a man and he will be living out the rest of his days on a peach farm with his one true (ginger) love and that’s all that matters. :)