but you were so attractive in this scene

A Helping Hand

Prompt: Jerome is trying to hide the mess he made of his mother’s body. When you, a girl he always saw around the circus, stubbled upon the scene. He thought you would be terrified, like any sane person would be, but your reaction both interests him and attracts him to you.

Author’s Note: I’m trying to stay focused and I’m milking this vyvance for all that it’s worth, but I feel it wearing off so this imagine is probably gonna be shitty and I apologize in advance :’)


Jerome’s shoulders were taught and sore as he repetitively impaled the wet earth with his shovel. The damp soil crunched against the metal and was tossed over his shoulder carelessly with a soft thud. His fingers ached from the tight grip he had on the shovel and he sweat bullets that trailed down his muscular chest making clean streaks through the specs of dirt covering him. His chest heaved heavily up and down with every deep huff of oxygen, and his throat began to burn despite the frigid temperatures outside. And yet, no matter how much his body ached and begged to rest, he still kept a deranged smile on his face. He had done it. He had finally murdered his bitch of a mother. Looking back over to her bloody, lifeless body, it was like a burst of adrenaline and endorphins pumped in his veins. He kept digging, and digging, a malicious smile covering on his face. He was about to get away with murder.


The woods were dark and silent, their shadows terrified and confused you. Why the hell had you gone out here? Oh yeah that’s right, your Dad brought another woman home… again. The cold air nipped at your skin harshly, and your small baby-doll dress wasn’t helping much either. You tried to bring some warmth back to your body by curling your arms around yourself and rubbing your hands up and down to try and create some friction. Again, to no avail. The sound of your chattering teeth was the only thing to keep you company during your walk. If you could even call running out of your house and getting lost in the woods “going on a walk”. Your nose stuffed up and forced you to breath the cold, harsh winter air through your mouth. It burned your throat with an intensity and forced scratchy coughs to erupt from you every once in awhile. As uncomfortable and annoying it was to be out here, you’d still rather be here than in your own house, waiting for your father to get bored of whoever he’s with and come straight to your room. Any place was better than there.

Your small black boots crunched against the dead leaves covering the forest floor, and the more you walked the more you noticed another sound that was muffled by the crunching leaves. At first you thought it might’ve been you, or you were just hearing things, but it became quickly apparent that the noise wasn’t coming from you.

As you got closer to the source of the sound, you could see a light and shadows accompanying the sounds in perfect sync. You tiptoed through the trees to the edge of what looked like a small clearing, and watched a shocking scene unfold;

An old car, a rusty truck maybe, faced a man with it’s headlights beaming bright to illuminate the task the man was working on. He only wore a thin, button down short sleeved shirt covered in dirt and some other substance and an old, worn out pair of jeans. You could see what looked to be a discarded jacket a few feet away from him laying on the damp grass. How, in the holy hell, is he not freezing? The first few buttons on his shirt were even unbuttoned, exposing more of his pale flesh. You would literally kill for that big winter coat he was taking for granted on the floor. But your attention was ripped away from his warm looking coat when a burst of color flashed your peripheral vision. Orange. With each movement the man’s slicked back hair became more unruly and the color of it caught the glare of the truck's’ headlights. He seemed to be digging something, and you noticed with pleasure how the muscles in his arms flexed and stretched every time he pushed the shovel into the ground. His body stature seemed so familiar to you, to the point where it was slightly annoying not knowing exactly who you were staring at.

Then you heard the laugh.

The laugh that had been running rampant in your most intimate dreams and made it feel like millions of butterflies were tickling your stomach just for fun. The laugh you had secretly been in love with since you were twelve years old.

Was that… Jerome?


Jerome couldn’t hold in his bubbling laughter as he mocked his mother in his head all the while glancing every now and again at her lifeless corpse.

“Go get me some cigarettes, Jerome!”

“I told you to stay in your goddamn room, Jerome!”

“You’re gonna get your ass beat when we get home, Jerome…”

He cackled at the thought. The bitch can’t nagg on and on anymore, now can she? Jerome couldn’t wait until he had the whore buried six feet under and could finally walk into their trailer with no screaming or empty bottles in sight. He’d finally be able to sleep on a real bed without having to worry about his mother waking him up with a beating. He could be his own man; no nagging, controlling mothers in sight! He smiled so much his cheeks burned, but his long-lasting smile faltered at a lightning speed when he saw her.

She was peeking through the trees, her big eyes following his every movement.

As soon as Jerome’s eyes caught hers, she went rigid, not knowing what to do.

Jerome quickly climbed out of the nearly-finished shallow grave and stomped her way. He harshly threw the shovel to the side and ran up to the girl before she could even move. Jerome roughly grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her out of the edge of the woods, her small shriek of pain filling him with joy.

“Enjoying the show sweetheart?” He mockingly whispered in her ear. He wanted desperately to see whatever terrified look was plastered on her face, but her hair was in the way. Jerome unforgivingly dragged her to the front of the car and roughly bent her over the hood of the truck, holding her face down against it by her neck.

“You know, watching people trying to do private things is very bad… Do you know what we do to little girls who are very bad?”

Jerome used both of his hands on her waist and turned her small body around so that now her back was against the hood of the car. He pressed his body against hers, pinning her body to the hood of the trunk while one of his hands slid into his back pocket to grab his switchblade. He’s not gonna lie, he enjoyed how her body was pushed so closely against his; she was so small compared to him and it made him feel powerful, it made him feel like a large, intimidating predator deciding whether or not to devour it’s innocent prey.

Jerome had flicked the blade out, running it up her torso slowly before lightly pressing it against her neck. He didn’t particularly want to kill such a cute little thing, but he couldn’t have a random girl running around telling people his business, now could he? Jerome’s other hand began to slowly sweep away the girl’s hair from her face,

“Come ‘on darlin… let me see your pretty eyes. I wanna watch the life drain outta them…”

He pulled away the last strand of hair and was met with an all too familiar face.

It was (Y/N).

Her eyes stared right into his and didn’t hold any fear or terror like he thought they would; instead her eyes held wonder and… excitement almost? Looking down, he saw her perfect pink lips curved upward into a small smile that sent shivers down his spine and for the first time that night made goosebumps appear on his skin. Jerome had known her since they were kids, she was a few years younger than him, but that never stopped him from stealing glances of her. Whether she was laughing with childlike amusement at the cheap carnie games or creating her own forms of entertainment while they were in between towns, watching her and seeing that damn smile was always the best part of his day. She could tell he recognized her, she didn’t understand why though. She probably didn’t ever wonder if that certain someone she thought was so intriguing and different thought the exact same way about her. (Y/N) smiled her smile though, not scared of Jerome’s tactics, just excited she got to be this close to her years long crush.

“H-hey J… whatcha up to..?”

Jerome slightly scoffed at her nonchalant response to him putting a knife to her throat. He could feel her legs on the side of his waist slightly swinging back and forth waiting for an answer. The hand he used to move her hair out of her face was now where Jerome rested his cheek, looking at her like she was the most compelling thing he’d ever laid his eyes on.

“Little bit of this, little bit of that… little bit of burying my bitch of a Mother… What about you (Y/N)? Why is a little thing like you out so late instead of in her nice bed at home? That’s where you wanna be right? Of course it is… you could be under your safe, warm pillows. Not shivering under a sociopath.” He hissed like a snake so close to (Y/N)’s face that she could feel his minty breath against her lips. Jerome smiled like a cold-blooded killer, which in all actuality, he was. (Y/N) unintentionally batted her eyes innocently,

“If my dad wasn’t being a carbon copy of your mother, maybe I would. But for some odd reason, I feel like even if that wasn’t the case, I would still want to be here shivering under a sociopath.”

Her breath quickened as she felt Jerome run the tip of his switch blade around her chest and collar bones in small patterns.

“Well when you put it like that doll… You sound just as crazy as me.”

Maybe that’s why he liked her so much; maybe he somehow knew deep down that she was like him.

Jerome, much to his and (Y/N)’s displeasure, he got off of her and helped her slide off the hood of the car. Jerome brought her over to where his mother’s lifeless body lay and nervously bit his nails while he watched for her reaction. Now, most normal people would be terrified and frantic. They would probably be telling him to call the cops, or be disgusted and nauseas by the scene, or screaming at how he was sick in the head. But (Y/N) was far from normal.

“Need a hand?” She said to Jerome like it was the most normal thing in the world. Jerome let out a breath that he didn’t even know he was holding in. (Y/N) just smiled and shrugged, grabbing a leg and waiting for Jerome to do the same.

She didn’t really know why she was helping him, yes she liked him a lot but not enough to just up and help him hide a dead body. Maybe it was because she was secretly jealous of Jerome, and how he had enough courage to get the job done. Unlike you. You lost count of how many times you wished you could do this exact same thing to your father. And even though it unfortunately wasn’t your Dad that was about to be buried in an unmarked grave, it gave you happiness that Jerome didn’t have to deal with his shitty parent anymore.

Jerome grabbed his mother’s other leg and you both began to use all of your strength to drag her into the hole. Once at the edge, you both moved to the front of her body, and with one final push, sent her body six feet under. Jerome laid down at the edge of the grave, his legs dangling off the side and his arms spread wide in exhaustion. You weren’t nearly as tired as he was, considering he murdered her and dug the grave all by himself, so you sat by his side.

You shoved your hands in the pockets of your dress to warm up your freezing finger tips, and felt a stick leading up to some kind of sphere. Ooohh a lollipop! You ripped the paper off of the sweet treat and immediately put it in your mouth, savoring the sugary cherry flavor. Your Dad never let you have any sort of sweets, not even when you were a kid; you always had to lift some from the concession stand or pick pocket some change to buy some. That’s probably where this one came from to be honest.

You didn’t get to taste the favor for long though, as you felt the sugary treat get pulled from your mouth. Looking to the side you saw Jerome, looking everywhere except for your direction, with your lollipop in his mouth. He quickly caught a glance at your face and burst out laughing when he saw your scowl. You crossed your arms in annoyance, also because you were still freezing fucking cold. How is he gonna steal your candy after you just helped him hide a dead body? So rude…

Suddenly you felt a warm hand on your arm pulling you closer to Jerome, he grabbed his large winter jacket and pulled you onto his lap so that you could both be kept warm inside of it. He took the candy out of his mouth with a pop and gave it back to you, which you gladly accepted. With a soft hand Jerome tucked your head between his chin,

“Hey doll… thanks for, ya’ know… helping me bury my mom and not go cryin’ to the cops.”

“…No problem J. We’ve been around each other for years, I know how your mother is; If you didn’t gank her now I probably would’ve later.”

Jerome laughed a genuine laugh, one that you had never heard before.

“I knew there was something I liked about you… ever since we were kids I knew you were different. You were just like me.” He said with a proud, triumphant smile.

“Yeah I guess you’re right… Although, I am a bit cuter.”

Jerome threw his head back with a cackle and you couldn’t be happier that you were the one who caused it.

Jerome wrapped his arms tighter around you and lightly kissed your temple, a small act that had you shivering from for than just the cold.

“Just so you know princess, your Dad is next on my list.”


“I met her a long time ago in Portland when we were playing a show. It was just a brief encounter, I gave her a sticker and we were talking a little bit. I thought she was like, Nancy Spungen or something. She just looked like a classic punk rock chick, you know? I didn’t feel attracted to her, probably wanted to fuck her that night but she left. I just wanted to add some excitement in my life and I had never met anyone so outspoken and charismatic, and it just seemed like she was a magnet for exciting things to happen. I felt like a rebel in a way because I was going off of Courtney and we were scoring drugs, and fucking up against a wall outside and stuff like that, you know? And causing scenes just to do it; just because everyone is just sitting at this table eating food and not having any fun. It was great to just play this role with someone who would stand up all of a sudden and smash a glass on the table and scream at me and throw me down, you know? It was just really fun.” — Kurt Cobain on Courtney Love

anonymous asked:

okay but choosing ashfur seemed like such an odd choice to go all goo-goo crazy over squirrelflight? like it never felt like they actually were building up to that fire scene or the assistance of firestar's attempted murder?? they were just like...well....we need conflict... so we can reveal....The Big Secret...

i mean……they mentioned that cloudtail thought she was attractive and stormfur had a bit of a crush on her too lol but yea idk i think they just picked a cat at random and was like you yea u ur gonna obsess over her 

anonymous asked:

Next thing you know they'll be showing scenes from that time when Damon tried to compel Elena and then she slapped him as the start of their spark and and attraction and essentially their love story. LMAO.

WELL HONESTLY. And then they’ll turn when Damon tries to murder Bonnie in front of Elena to when she knew it was always Damon: “and because you were so passionate about Katherine that you tried to kill someone for stepping in your way, Elena wanted to get to know you more because she wanted to know what it felt like to be with someone who would kill her best friend for a long lost love, she felt your fire, Damon, your emotion. It was then she decided that she would wait out her relationship with me, pretend to be in love with me and to really sell it, let me drink from her and sleep with her and take her to dances and on double dates and to getaways, search for me and see me through at my lowest points, all to get herself ready for the most consuming love of all time because I mean you guys had a rain kiss and nothing says the world’s most epic love than a rain kiss at awkward angles.” Like I wouldn’t be surprised, anon.

Tension (Chris Pratt)

Originally posted by ohmygahhofficial

(GIF is not mine.)

Anon asks: Love your imagines ^^ I would like one with (Y/N) and Chris Pratt having an awkward sexual tension moment, but ends up in something funny ans sweet. Thx!! keep writing:) 

(Y/B/F/N)= Your Best Friend Name

       You can’t help it when you start to have feelings for your co-star. When you’re a part of someone’s life for a long period of time, you get to know them and their quirks. How funny they are, how sweet and talented, also it never hurts for me to find him extremely attractive.

Today is our last day on set so everyone is messing around with each other; and of course (Y/B/F/N) had to prank you. I just finished my last scene with Chris and I were heading to the trailers when (Y/B/F/N) and some of the crew started to chase Chris and I with water guns. We grabbed each other’s hand and ran for my trailer, getting soaked as we ran.

        I swung open the door and ran in with Chris trailing us and slamming the door shut behind us and locking it. We looked at one another and bursted out laughing, we were both soaked, his shirt was dripping water all over the floor and my dress was soaked as well. 

“Let me go get us some towels before it looks like it flooded in here.” I say and go to the bathroom, grabbing two towels and going back out to give him one. “Here you go.” I say and hand him a towel, which he thanks me for and starts to dry himself off “Sorry for the mess (Y/N).” he apologizes “Oh it’s fine, it’s (Y/B/F/N)’s fault anyway.” I reply “Alright.” he says. 

        “I wouldn’t have happened to have left any clothes here last week when they were fixing my trailer, would I?” he asks me “Um, I think you left some sweatpants and a t-shirt in the corner over there.” I answer, pointing to the other side of the room. He goes over there and sure enough there are some clothes. “I think I’ll go change into these.” he says and starts to head to the bathroom “Oh before you do that, can you unzip my dress?” I interrupt “Yeah sure.” he says hesitantly and comes over to me.

He puts one hand on my shoulder; his thumb glides across my skin, back and forth. His other hand grazes against the bottom of my neck and he slowly unzips my dress as he looks int the mirror in front of me. He reaches the bottom and we just look at each other in the mirror, and my heart starts to race from the feeling of his skin on mine. Then I blink and realize that we are staring at each other “Oh… um, thanks.” I stutter out and turn around “You know, you can have the bathroom, I’ll change in here.” he says “Ugh thanks.” I say and head to the bathroom.

I change into my clothes that I store in the bathroom and then head back outside and see Chris slipping his shirt on and I can see the muscles in his back flex. He turns around and smiles at me “You know, (Y/N), I was just thinking. Why don’t we go get drinks later to celebrate our last day on set?” he asks me “I’d love to Chris, I think that would be a lot of fun.” I answer him. “Okay, how about I come pick you up at 7?” he asks me “Alright, I guess you should go and get your stuff from your trailer.” I say “Alright, I’ll see you later then (Y/N).” he replies and winks at me as he walks out the door of my trailer.

anonymous asked:

Ok so y/n is pregnant enough to have mood swings and no control over her hormones. So shes been going on and on about looking like a huge whale and Harry tells her that she doesn't but one day Harry's talking to someone on the phone and says that she thinks she looks like a whale with how big her belly is and she catches the end of the sentence at the wrong time and its a huge misunderstanding but shes not having it and Harry tries to explain to her that its not what it seems but still nothing

In which daddy Harold comforts you when you gain weight and being hormonal about not being attractive.. it could also turn from this fluff to smut, where he shows you how he loves your body (in front of a mirror) 💘💘

These two were similar enough that I wound them together. The smut is… sprinkled at the end. Cause the heart and point of this really seemed to be the body stuff, so a hard scene felt gratuitous, but there’s a mention. x. 

042. You’re Pregnant, Love

“I’m huge.”

“You’re not huge, angel, you’re pregnant.”

“Not really a difference,” you remark as you examine your profile in the mirror. “I’m pregnant and huge. I’m huge because I’m pregnant,” you say decidedly.

You tap your fingers against the swell of your belly and glance down your body. “I’ve got two behinds,” you muse.

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“Sonya, you don’t know what it feels like to be in love like this-”

“I do know what it feels like to be in love, Natasha! And suffer for it!”

Don’t like it? It’s okay.

I DO like some of these shows people insist so hard to curse and insult with such hatred, like the Powerpuff Girls reboot, Transformers RiD, Ben 10 Omniverse, etc. 

And I’m surely not the only one. Some people around the world DO like and support these shows. For instance, the kids, that are the main focus of these attractions.

These shows bring up good vibes, they have good story-telling, fun scenes, good action and sometimes lessons we can relate to.

The past shows were good? Yes, they were. But comparing one to the other, and adding curses and hatred will not make things better neither for you nor anyone.

So if you don’t like the newest shows, don’t spread so much hatred. Nothing against free sppech, nothing against anyone’s tastes, but you cannot FORCE anyone to hate it until they actually see any of these shows. Everyone has different tastes, and they can either like it or not.

For me, I’m okay with who don’t like it as much as with those that do.

If anyone’s with me on this team of okay with both, against hating spreading, reblog it, please?

gimbabs  asked:

16) things you said with no space between us

year: 2017. day: 17. topic: bobby. timeline: spontaneous.
format: to you. listing: private.

in the filming of cf’s we had to play the roles of being in a love circle. i liked hanbin, while you and jinhwan like me. in the end though, after my role was rejected, i went to you. i remember the lights that were around that room, the camera up close to us as my back was pressed against the wall and your face was inching in so close to me. i wouldn’t admit it then, or even now maybe, but if the acting required you to actually kiss me i wouldn’t had minded. it’s a no-brainer that i’ve always admired you, always found you to be so cool with your playful and strong aura. it’s attractive, really. it kind of lures me in. when we had to do the scene where i back hugged you i remember that similar feeling in my chest, falling into the moment and wanting to pull you in a little closer and let the moment linger a little longer. even if watching the entire clip can be embarrassing, i still enjoy that day.

when we filmed the mv for i’m different it felt kind of like a date, you know, when you forget about the acting set and all the cameras filming our every move. the closer i held your arm the more i wanted to ask you to do something like this with me, outside of work. to spend time with me privately where we could fall into the comfort of knowing it’s just us. i still want to too, the idea of going to the fair or playing on bumper cars is so appealing. that one time i asked you for a kiss was meant to be me asking for an actual outing like this, but my lips got too lost in the idea of colliding against yours that my thought processed changed.

speaking of kisses, when i did kiss you for the first time, i was quick about it because i knew i would get too captured in the moment and want more. it felt like one of those “i never want this moment to end,” type of scenarios. my heart was already fluttering beyond belief that i ran off and didn’t want to be caught in an embarrassed and flushed state. i went to the first place i could and was hoping you wouldn’t find me, but you did. when i started to act disinterested afterwards the reality was that i wanted to tell you that i really like you, i wanted to genuinely say it for once. but then the way you spoke in that moment threw me off, and i just basked in silence in the midst of hugging your side. there was no space between us, yet i wish there could have been room for words at least.

when i rest my head on your shoulder that’s my nonverbal way of saying that i like you and i want you to pull me up into your arms and hold me close. i won’t verbally ask for it, but that’s the affection i’ll want. when i poke my fingers against your hand or soothingly rub your back that’s my way of telling you it’s okay, giving you reassurance that things will be okay no matter what situation. i’m not the best with comfort, and i’m surely very misleading at times, but i try. i try my best to give you the things that i can, and when my superiority complex slips out i bite my lip and hope you’ll forgive me, and continue to put up with me. i’ve always had this silent crush on you, and sometimes i wonder if you ever noticed and that’s why you’re so good to me, or that’s just your genuine temperance.

i genuinely care for you. i’m progressing from my subtle gestures to trying to open up, and get rid of that disinterest allusion, but it’s hard, you know? after we won the rookie artist award at the golden disk awards you were the first person i wanted to tell, and my immense enthusiasm was pouring out so much i wanted to embrace you in all of it. i told you that i was just cheery, which was the truth, but when i gave you all those big hugs and squeezed you in my arms it was more than that too. it was also my way of saying thank you, for always supporting me through everything over the years. so thank you bobby, for always being someone i can depend on. i do love you, you know! 

anonymous asked:

Obviously you wrote Paper Hearts and I am sure you have some ideas on who you want Y/N to end up with. But I am just wondering if you were someone reading this , who would you want Y/N to be with after reading Part10 ?

HMMM that’s a really good question :oo i think i’d be more attracted towards jimin, but i’d still want y/n to have a lot more scenes with jungkook bc they’re best friends and it’d hurt too much to have the author cut off their relationship just like that. so in a sense, i’d want y/n and jungkook to reconcile, but y/n and jimin to hit it off LOL basically i’m saying i’d be in the same position as you guys HAHAH

anonymous asked:

In Maiden Aerith admits to not knowing the real Cloud after he and Tifa fall into the lifestream. The passage says she knew him only as an ex-soldier and had no way to guess if he was real or not, and couldn't figure out if all of Cloud was fake. It's that passage of Maiden that leads me to believe Aerith's romantic attraction to Cloud is not genuine, as she herself doubts her attraction to him later on in the story.

Can’t tag this from mobile for now

If you can give me evidence that Cloud changed his personality after the LS scene, I’ll support your argument. The thing is, he doesn’t. His similarities with Zack is just mannerism like walking, squatting, supposed rank, sword, their fighting style and confidence.

Yeah Aerith had some confusion, so did Tifa since she knew Cloud’s memories were odd in Disc 1.

Tomoyo Kurosawa Panel at Anime Expo
  • Tomoyo Kurosawa Panel at Anime Expo

Tomoyo Kurosawa on Kumiko and Reina’s Relationship:

Transcript: An audience member asked about Kumiko and Reina’s relationship being very romantic (not recorded) and then Tomoyo Kurosawa replies “maybe” (audience laughs). Question: “Kumiko seems enraptured by Reina’s talent, passion, and even her beauty, and you have very intense scenes where your character’s attraction to her is almost all-consuming. So my question is: How do you get in the mood to (inaudible) with Reina.” At this point, the translator is asking the question to Kurosawa in Japanese. Translator: “Reina and Kumiko obviously have a special relationship and very special friendship. They are like magnets to each other, and seem like they were in a relationship in a past life maybe, but I could only express that in my voice because of voice acting, so to try to show that feeling as it is, you might have heard of “chuunibyou”, middle school girls in big love, so we tried to show that feeling.“

So I heard a couple things that bothered me about the fan base last night. 

1. One of my best friends went to the show but had to leave because girls were screaming at her calling her a bitch and a slut, they were pushing her around in the crowd and made her cry so she left, to whoever was doing this to her FUCK YOU. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CALL ANYONE THOSE NAMES AND RUIN THEIR NIGHT WHICH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FUN. This made me extremely upset. 

2. I saw a girl post on facebook about how when Chris came into the audience she STUCK HER HAND DOWN HIS PANTS. THAT IS SEXUAL HARASSMENT!!! DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT HE WANTS A 19 YEAR OLD SCENE GIRL TOUCHING HIM?! NO.  I don’t care if you’re sexually attracted to him but to do something like that is so disgusting and demoralizing… 

THIS IS WHY THE MOTIONLESS IN WHITE FAN BASE HAS A BAD NAME. I never go off like this but hearing this stuff just really made me upset and I felt I needed to say something about it. Rant over…


Infamous scene
The important fact about this scene is that Anakin is socially awkward teenager here.
People learn the majority of communication skills in their teen years. The years that Anakin spent in the Jedi Temple almost in utter isolation, save the droids he built for himself.
Attack of the clones movie was his first real coming-out into society. Naturally he felt awkward because he was never taught to communicate. Moreover, he found himself to interact with the woman he is attracted to. He wants to pay a compliment, but he doesn’t really know how to. There came such strange lines as “You’ve grown more beautiful”.
And the scene where he opens Padme about his feelings? Sounds like something Shakespearian, which is where he probably took this monologue from.
While he was staying with his mother, he was way too young to be taught about courting. And then the Jedi feel like these type of people who avoid any topic regarding love and physical relationship. So books were likely Anakin’s only source of information. He had to figure out on his own how to court, to kiss, to seduce.
However, Anakin hardly read any of books himself. He looks like the guy who reads only manuals for technical devices and military reports. So it was probably Obi-Wan who read him aloud. And that is how Anakin memorized this romantic monologue.

So I watched Boruto's movie for the 2nd time...

…and brought my non-shipper/Naruto fan (in general) friend with me.

This post contains very minor Boruto: Naruto The Movie spoilers, so if you’re avoiding any information/spoilers related to the movie, please skip this post!

She literally loved Sasuke in the movie. She calls him, “Tsundere Papasuke” which he kinda sorta is (although not the energetic/super violent reaction/vocal kind lmfao).

She also ended up really loving the Uchiha family/Sarada & Papasuke’s relationship as well as Papasuke and Mamakura’s relationship (at least, what we see of it in the movie).

To wrap it all up, she went home a SasuSaku Shipper.

“I’m reading SasuSaku fanfiction when I get home,” was the first sentence she told me (after seeing that rooftop ending in the movie).

So yasss, our SS fandom is growing even more.

P.S. Papasuke looks really hot in the movie. And I mean really, really attractive. The scenes that you see of him in the trailers weren’t his best shots (neither were the scenes that featured Naruto).

Being a prominent character of the movie, he has a ton of screen time (meaning a good number of talking/training scenes and his action/fighting scenes were all just downright amazing). So yes, prepare for the sexiness, I kid you not.


Behind the Scenes of Smith And Jones (Part Three)

Excerpts from DWM #381 (article(s) by Jason Arnopp)

[Quotes from Anne Reid:]
“I told my agent I couldn’t wait to suck David Tennant’s blood. She told me I wasn’t the only one!”

“He’s the most wonderful Doctor Who and he’s so nice to work with.  So kind.  Makes a huge difference.  When you have a leading actor who’s as genuinely nice as he is, it goes through the whole company, in my experience.  I didn’t realize he had a Scottish accent!”

[Russell T. Davies on Anne Reid:]
“She was brilliant, and David got on with her a treat. That scene, where she’s sucking his blood with a straw… must’ve been 500 takes cos they were both laughing so much.”

[Roy Marsden (who plays Stoker) on David Tennant:]
"David has a dynamic, energy, charm, and a wonderful quality of innocence. That’s very attractive in a character.  His energy drives the show.  He’s what I call an actor who really hangs out the line, so everyone else can hang their washing on it.”

[Freema on David:]
"Straight away, I was a little bit in awe,” she confesses.  "I’m glad that we did a few scenes without him yesterday, to give me a chance to be calm on set.  Having said that, there was a moment today, when I looked at him and had to do a double-take.  He’s amazing.  He’s so good at what he does: a quality actor.  Being in a scene with him, I find myself watching him like a viewer, then remembering that I actually have to interact with him and say lines!”

Other BTS posts about Smith and Jones are here: [ 1 ]  [ 2 ]  [ 4 ]
The rest of my behind-the-scenes photosets are available [ here

The Bombshell

Title: The Bombshell

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word count: 1509 words, kinda better?

Warnings: Swearing and my attempt of doing references.

Summary: Winchesters and the Reader are on a vampire case in Montana. Jealous!Dean comes swooping in to ruin your chance to be with this attractive, but then something happens in the parking lot.

Requested: @frostedmoose

Originally posted by transgendersam

A/N: First part is kinda long, but it does get better! Hope you guys enjoy!

“Missed me boys?”

Rolling in through the town, the boys and including you were working on a case. Usually they would disregard your request to join the fun, but you guessed this time they needed more than just two hunters on the scene. They picked you up on the way to Montana and caught you up with so far of the case. Apparently there’s a whole coven of freshly turned vampires who don’t know where their place is.

You’ve been working with the Winchesters for a while, knowing their tricks and little jokes to each other. Whenever you were around them, you just felt like you were somewhere you belonged. You haven’t felt like that in years, especially when you finally went out on your own to hunt. 

They were two guys who were raised to be hunters. You, on the other hand, were raised to become a normal college graduate with honors. Though after seeing your parents die at the teeth of vampires, you kind of started turning away from the normal. You owe those brothers your life and when they need you, you would go right away.

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OMG AOS OMG (spoilers)

So, I’m totally aware that other things happened in that episode. And under other circumstances, I might have cared about those events to some extent or another but…

- When they first met, Fitz was pasty and handsome, which lol seems contradictory, and he never minded Jemma following him around

- Jemma wants to settle in Scotland!!!!! Ugh, I need a million fics of them eventually leaving SHIELD and living happily ever after in a little Scottish cottage doing science, please and thank you.

- I KNEW we’d get a scene of them watching a sunrise together, but I never believed we’d get one so soon. Here’s hoping we get another one where they actually, you know, touch each other.

- A clue!

And most importantly:

- Hog face. HOG. FACE.

(No, seriously. I am still laughing. I really thought they were going to make him say something like “he is kind of attractive” or something to twist the knife a bit, but no. Hog Face. And then Fitz’ response was beyond priceless.)

Side note: I always really love that they allow and indeed want Fitz to show emotion and even cry, while still treating him as both a romantic and often an action hero. It’s nice to see a show realize that a man can have those responses and feelings and still be strong and capable, etc.

Tumblr in 2014: omg if you take a microscope to this one scene in Winter Soldier you can see that Natasha is wearing a tiny silver necklace shaped like an arrow CLINTASHA CONFIRMED OMFG THEY’RE GONNA GET MARRIED AND HAVE LITTLE SPY BABIES AAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Tumblr in 2015: ugh I can’t believe how forced BrucexTasha was even though they had entire scenes dedicated to exploring their feelings for each other and why they were attracted to each other over everyone else and their character flaws complimented each other, plus Nat said that love was for children while lying to Loki’s face three years ago so that means she can’t be with anyone Joss Whedon is such a hack!!!

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