david do have way with the words

Things I'm happy they changed for the Harry Potter movies/added

I always see posts about what we wish was in the movies/they didn’t change, and there are SO MANY THINGS THAT FIT THAT LIST. But honestly the movies did a great job and stayed pretty true to the books. SO, here’s a post to point out the great things the movies did! Please add on and let’s celebrate the movies that brought these amazing books to life!

  • Adding the word Potter to… “Scared Potter?” “You wish.”
  • Showing us what Neville forgot was to wear his robes
  • Bellatrix torturing Hermione by carving the word mudblood into her arm
  • Barty Crouch Jr. licking his lips (good job David)
  • Amos Diggory’s reaction to his son dying
  • “Look at it this way: every great wizard in history has started out as nothing more than we are now – students. If they can do it, why not us?” 
  • In the OotP when they’re in the Hog’s Head a goat walks by… Aberforth owns the Hog’s Head/is the barman
  • Slughorn’s story about Lily and the fish
  • Voldemort hugging Draco
  • Showing Lupin and Tonks reaching for each other and just not touching. It killed me, but I loved it.
  • Continually having Seamus blow up things through out the movies
  • “I’ve always wanted to use that spell!”
  • Showing them just being kids and having fun! PoA scene where the boys eat the candy and make the animal noises
SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 16

A/N: Yall got that last chapter to 100 so quick maan, but here is chapter 16. It’s not much, just a little filler that got too long lmaoo. Y'all like don’t understand how hard it was to write this simple ass chapter. All of the good stuff (especially the smut some have been begging for) is going to be in the following parts. If you’ve stuck with me this long you know the drill of 100 notes and feedback and I hope you enjoy💕

I already have pt 17 written as well, so the quicker this gets to 100 the quicker I can release it ;)

**WARNING**: Profanity as always because she’s a potty mouth

One/ Two/ Three/ Four/Five/Six/Seven/Eight/
Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}

“Y/N.” A gruff and raspy voice was the first thing you heard as you were being shaken from your slumber. Your name was called again and again until you finally peeped one eye open to be faced with Calum’s soft features. “Babe, get up.”

“For what?” You groaned as he placed his body on top of yours. You allowed him to rest there , too tired to protest about how heavy he was.

“It’s a meeting all of us have to go to in about ten minutes and we’re already going to be late.”

“Why do I have to get up?”

Sighing loudly, Calum began to place innocent kisses all over the bare skin of your shoulder due to his shirt slouching from it.“Because David wants you at this meeting too.”

With another groan you decided that you were done with the questioning. Calum lifted himself away from you and couldn’t stop himself as he planted a kiss onto your full lips.

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@nemesissy describes what happened as “ceding” the magen david to the state of israel and I think this is spot on. and there are two important takeaways from this motion:

1. you cannot have the triangle without the star of david. this is so beyond excruciatingly obvious and any argument to the contrary is like lowkey holocaust denial, sorry but not at all sorry.
1a. I say this mostly to remind us to think about the ways that modernism constituted jewishness and (to use an ahistorical word) queerness together–we cannot untangle to antisemitism from homophobia, and we cannot for fuck’s sake try to do so while severing two connected symbols of these conjoined atrocities while throwing the history of one of them in the garbage.

2. while I’m going to be the optimist here and consider the possibility that–oh my god it hurts to say something so dumb, but stay with me–maybe the organizers in question did not know enough about the symbol to know that it predates and has infinite meanings outside of a relatively new state project that has seized it. (seize/cede.) it seems totally plausible to me that they have never considered it! why not. but

2a. on the point that doing stuff like this makes jewishness and the state of israel “identical” or synonymous, I want to suggest a reason to avoid this conceptual trap other than that it’s probably antisemitism or at best will be read as antisemitic by jewish people in your community and potential allies alike: it is, literally, the racial project of the state of israel. there is no israeli apartheid without this racial logic! come on. do not cede jewishness to the state, especially not if it does their work of racial science for them.

Swan Queen Wedding Rehearsal!!

SNOW: So this is where I will stand, since I can officiate your wedding!  Oh, Emma and Regina!  This is so exciting.  I’m the mother of the bride AND I get to marry you!

REGINA:  All I hear is, “Me, me, me…” (smirks)

EMMA:  (snorts)  Oh, let her have this, Babe.

SNOW:  Yes.  Let me have this, babe.  After all. David’s giving Emma away and Henry’s giving you away…”

HENRY:  I still think it’s kinda weird that I’m giving my mom away to my mom, yet I’ll be gaining TWO moms officially under one roof telling me to take the trash out every week. (rolls eyes)

EMMA:  And make sure you tidy up around the house.  (whispers to a chuckling David)  That way, I don’t have to do it.

REGINA:  I heard that! And you most certainly will do chores like the rest of us.  Henry, don’t think of it as giving me away.  You’re walking me down the aisle.

SNOW:  Yes.  Down the aisle to me. Where I will have you say your vows.  To think how it all kind of started with me and now here I’ll be, joining you in wedded bliss. (dreamy sigh)

REGINA:  (words silently to Emma behind Snow’s back). Me, me, me.

EMMA:  (bites side of tongue to keep from laughing)  My vows are on this yellow sheet of paper.

REGINA:  I already have mine memorized.

EMMA:  Of course you do.

REGINA:  Is that a flyer for Karaoke Night at The Rabbit Hole?

EMMA:  (dubious and careful)  Um… I’m not saying it is, I’m not saying it isn’t…

REGINA:  (wide eyes, Henry rolls his)  Emma! Did you write your wedding vows in a bar?


EMMA:  (hint of a smile)  I’m not saying I did, I’m not saying I didn’t.

REGINA:  (joking sarcasm)  Why exactly am I marrying you again?

EMMA:  Because you love me.  And I love you and this is like a couple years too late already.

REGINA:  (a hint of color and a smile creeps over her face, recovers)  Yes… I’m sure there will be plenty of times you’ll need to remind me of those facts in the future. (raises sardonic eyebrow)

Emma and Regina only have quiet meaningful eyes for each other and it’s as if they’ve momentarily forgotten the others there.

EMMA:  You’re also marrying me for my many other talents and skills.  (wiggles eyebrows)

HENRY:  I’m going to puke.

SNOW:  Okay! Can we please focus on some important things now?  Listen to me!

REGINA: (joking look to Henry, murmurs)  Me, me, me…

SNOW:  You are so not funny.

REGINA:  (feigns offense)  I’m hilarious!

Alien: Convenant - ‘WTF David!’ theories

So, just watched Alien: Convenant last weekend.

FYI, it really is Prometheus 2 in disguise. Like, incredibly, blatantly so. I can’t believe Ridley got away with that production money…

Anyway, so general review: It wasn’t great, no comparison to the first 2 movies, but I think every Alien fan has realized nothing really meets up to those 2 (except Alien: Isolation). Better than Prometheus, and I would argue that I don’t think its better than Alien: Resurrection because as dumb as Resurrection was, it at least didn’t feel like 2 different movies smashed together.

The main problem is how its both Prometheus 2 and the prequel to Alien at the same time, and does neither one really well IMO.

But aside from that, this post is mainly about David. That mad son-of-a-bitch who is now suddenly, one of the most important parts of Xenomorph canon, for reasons I cannot say.

And even then, this is specifically about David and Elizabeth Shaw. Somewhat big spoilers, so turn away from the cut if you don’t wanna see it. You’ve been warned.

This is really for those who have watched the film, and came away from a certain revelation between David and Shaw, that maybe made them go WTF man.

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MAGI 352 Full Spoiler Translation.

Disclaimer: i only to this for fun, to share it with you guys, and to practice my japanese :) which is very basic so keep in mind that i could be completely mistaken in some parts.  This is just a fan translation of incomplete spoilers so: Don’t forget to support the official releases of Magi!

Source: From Tieba Baidu’s Japanese scans and from Jump.Netabare’s texts, Some pics belong to marumaru’s korean scans ^^

@maumauxmau @sayakakat2012

UPDATE: I added the jump-Netabare info that was missing. I checked it while looking at the korean scans so i would be able order it as if the texts were the in word balloons ( you can read it that way if you want to, while you look at the pics on the korean scans) ^^

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David became god!?

 The climax of the Sacred Palace’s battle!!


Alibaba: Amol Saiqa!!!

*Jump-Netabare text: The magic that comes out from Alibaba’s sword goes towards David.

NIGHT 352  “The Key of the Sacred Palace”

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3x05 / 6x12

Really, David? You know this guy for three seasons now, do you have to treat him like that still?

Honestly, I’m very disappointed from him here. I realize he’s upset and all, but Killian deserves better! Look at his poor face :( He’s hurting by these words just like on 3x05, only this time he already proven himself as a hero, but mostly as a friend to him.

I know this episode will end in the same way as 3x05, with Charming thanking him and being his friend, but I hate that now three seasons later we have to see these kind of words coming out of his mouth all over again. 

I’ve been in this fandom for a fucking long time, I’ve seen a lot of stuff go on but this new wave just takes the cake. Gillian has literally just released a book that pretty much centres on putting kindness out into the world, yet the fans who profess to love her are going out of their way to do the exact opposite. I don’t get it, we will always have differing opinions over stuff but this nastiness needs to stop. Dragging Davids words out that were said 20 years ago is beyond pointless and cruel.

Can you imagine just about EVERYTHING you’ve said being thrown in your face decades later?? We all make mistakes, we dont have to live with them forever. He’s more than made amends, and if it wasn’t for him I don’t think there would have been any S11. We have so much to be grateful for, can we all chill the fuck out..please.

The Whole You

This is how the proposal last night should have happened. Killian is able to confess to Emma and he is shocked by the way she responds.

I fixed it! Ignore the last scene of last night episode and just read this! Kidding of course… After lasts night episode I just had to get this out! Maybe this can give you some comfort over the next week until this can be resolved. Hang in there shippers!

You can find more of my work here: http://archiveofourown.org/users/rubyrose82/works

“Emma, before I ask you, there is something I have to tell you. And I’m afraid that it may change your answer,” Killian admitted, not able to look her in the eyes. Emma cupped his face with hands with a deep concern.

“Whatever it is, we can work through it. We always do” She whispered. “This time is different, love. I don’t know if you will want to be in the same room with me after this let alone spend the rest of your life with me,” Hook explained, tears forming in his deep blue eyes.

“What you’re afraid of telling me, was it recent or in the past?” She questioned, worry wrenched her heart. She felt helpless watching the man she loved battling the pain and guilt he clearly possessed. “The past,” Killian replied, finally looking her in the eyes.

“When I fell in love with you, I fell in love with the whole you. Not just parts of who you are. That means your past too. I know you’ve done things you regret. We both have, but nothing you say will change the fact that I love you,” Emma admitted, as she felt wet tears streaming down her cheeks. She stepped closer to him, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.

“You can tell me anything, Killian,” She choked out. “This is weighing on your heart. Let me help with the load,” His vision was blurry from all crying, but it didn’t matter. She was the most beautiful woman in the world. He didn’t deserve her, or her love. He took a deep breath, focusing on his true love in front of him.

“A few days ago your father asked me to help track down the man who killed his father. He had found out that he wasn’t killed in an accident, but he was murdered. I wanted to prove to him that I was wasn’t just a pirate. I wanted him to see me as more than that, as someone worthy of you, so I agreed to help him,” Killian began, fighting back that prickling feeling in the corner of his eyes again. Emma just simply listened, never saying a word.

“We discovered that King George ordered his death. He was fueled with vengeance, something that I understood. I didn’t want him the make the same mistakes that I often did. I was able to stop him from doing anything he would have regretted, but earlier that day we went to August for some help. He said he ripped out some old storybook pages that might be of some assistance. And on my way home that night he saw me walking and gave me the pages to give to David,” Hook took a pregnant pause. That when he finally broke down. Emma reached out, holding his hand and gave him an encouraging nod.

“The second I saw the pages I knew. It was me,” Killian finished in almost a whisper. It was the first time he had said it out loud. “What was you, Killian?” She questioned still holding his hand tight. “I killed him,” Hook cried out. It took Emma a few moments for it to really sink in. Her true love killed her grandfather, but that wasn’t her true love that did that, not her Killian. Emma knew she had to respond fast. She did the only thing she could think of in a state of shock. Moving in she pulled him in close, wrapping her arms around him.

He fell apart in her arms, whispering that he’s sorry into her hair. Emma’s heart sank, but not for the reason she thought it would. They needed some time to talk, to think, and to cry, and the doorway was no place for it. “Come here,” Emma pleaded reaching for his shaking hand. She slowly pulled him up the stairs to their room and gestured towards the bed.

Killian expected her to walk out the door or maybe even make him leave for the horrible thing he had done. But here she was showing him compassion and love that he truly didn’t deserve. They both sat down on the bed in silence until Emma broke it, “I forgive you.” It only made Hook cry harder.

“How can you do that?” He replied between sobs. “Do what?” She implored, lacing her hand with his.”Forgive me, after all I have done. I have done countless unspeakable things in my life. I’ve killed, stole, and lied. I don’t deserve your love,” Killian wept.

Emma could see that this was bigger than the death of her grandfather. He still wasn’t able to forgive himself for all his past sins. “Killian, don’t you get it? Before I met you, I was miserable. Every person I ever had in my life left me. I trusted and loved no one, but the second I met you that changed. You were the only person in my life that put me first. You’ve loved me unconditionally, you’ve stood by my side, and you make me feel treasured everyday. I wake up every morning hoping I can make you feel even half as loved as you make me feel. You’re not only my partner, but you’re my best friend. And if you think I would just walk away from everything we have just because of something in your past, then I’ve failed you,” Emma ranted wiping the tears from her lover’s eyes forgetting the ones streaming down her face.

“You could never fail me, Swan,” Killian vowed, as she leaned in placing a tender kiss upon his lips. “I love you. Now please asked me, pirate,” Emma giggled, resting her forehead on his. He took the ring that was resting him her hand, and sank to the ground on one knee. His face was still wet from all the crying and his hair was going every which direction, but now his face looked happy and his heart was lighter. She was still sitting on the bed when he took her hand.

“Emma Swan, will you do me the greatest honor of becoming my wife, making me the happiest man in all the realms?” He smiled, blushing from head to toe. “Yes, yes, yes,” She beamed, kissing everywhere her lips could reach. “I love you,” Hook confessed, holding her tight. “I love you too,” She replied into the crook of his neck.

She knew the circumstances weren’t ideal, but it didn’t matter. They were stronger because of it, and twenty or fifty years from now when they tell their kids and their grandchildren how Killian proposed, it will be nothing short of perfect, because it will be the story of them and their love.


Gif is mine

Imagine David Rossi and you being in a secret relationship and him defending you in front of Strauss (she’s giving you a hard time - you made some risky decisions on a difficult case) … that’s how the time finds out (they kinda suspected there was something going on) 

Requested by bell88x9y~

“Maybe you forgot about what it’s like in the field, but things happen. They happen very quickly. And there’s nothing we can do about it.”

Strauss was a little taken aback by Rossi’s words, and so were you and the rest of the team. As much as they thought Strauss was being unfair, they weren’t about to openly challenge her. There was small prick of affection you felt for Rossi, seeing him stand up for you.

Spencer noticed the way you smiled fondly at Rossi. His gaze attracted Hotch’s, and soon, everyone’s eyes were switching between you, Rossi, and Strauss.

They were bound to have questions once the briefing was over.

You’ll Be In My Heart.

Canon divergence for 6x17. David goes through the portal to little Emma. Daddy Charming.

“Charming, no!” was the last thing he heard before the garbled noises of the portal surrounded him. He felt as though he’d been propelled through the water at top speed. All the air rushed out of his lungs and his throat burned as he fought to breathe.

It ended as quickly as it had began. He felt his hands and knees collide with rough wood. He could just make out a muffled, scared voice over the pounding of his heart in his ears but he couldn’t answer. Not until he got his breath back.
When he did, he slowly raised his head to face the tiny girl sitting wide eyed on the bed, headphones discarded. His mouth fell open. She was more beautiful than she had looked from the other side. Bright golden hair, sparkling green eyes with the hope slowly inching out of them,a tiny button nose. She looked like the princess she was, the princess she should have grown up to be. For a moment, he saw a tiara on her golden locks, her dressed in a white ballgown and slippers. It was a fleeting image but one he’d save forever.

Right now, she was backing against the wall, staring at him with her jaw practically on the floor. He couldn’t blame her. A strange man appears in a little girl’s bedroom after falling through the wall. She’s bound to be frightened.
When she opened her mouth to scream, he snapped into action.

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anonymous asked:

you call david a gentleman, i call him over-exaggeratedly touchy feely. there were times while watching the xf's that gillian looked taken aback or uncomfortable when he used to hover over her. touching the small of someone's back is a controlling gesture and he used to do that a lot too. gillian even said once that his hands made her feel uncomfortable.

You have hell of a way to twist people’s words, anon. Find me one picture where Gillian looks taken aback with David touching her, just one. Please. And she never ever said his hands made her uncomfortable. What she said is that hands are what she looks first on a man, and David needed to work on them. She thought they were too small. I could flood this post with dozens of pictures where Gillian does look comfy and happy to be snuggled up into David’s embrace, but you know them already. 

Let’s not make this a contest between David and PM, would you? First of all, we all know who would lose, and second of all, there’s absolutely no need to. Gillian said herself and keep saying she loves David Duchovny. There’s no reason to question that, wether or not you believe she’s dating someone else. That’s the beauty of Gillovny. It shines no matter what. 

so cut through the heart cold and clear

an: I couldn’t not. These are my three favorites, and no amount of fic will ever give me my fill of them. Title is from “Frozen Heart” (from Frozen because why would I use anything else)

so cut through the heart cold and clear

David has become a father twice-over in the span of a few years (or thirty, depending on who you ask, it’s really difficult to say for sure which rules of time he’s going by) and to make matters all the more difficult, his daughter is a scant two years younger than him, a full grown woman who’s been making decisions her whole life without needing the help of his sage, fatherly advice.

Though she’s recently come to him for his ever-so-wise council (who is he kidding, he can barely change a diaper - she’s been a mother longer than he has a father) he still feels hesitant dispensing it at will, and now is hardly the time.

Shooting a quick glance into the backseat, David has to hold back a groan and yet another reprimand - running off without backup, stumbling upon danger like she’s drawn to it, worrying the hell out of all the people in her life who love her so dearly, he just wants to keep her safe.

Perhaps she’ll listen better to the other source of David’s current frustration, the one she’s curled into, leeching warmth from him while she shivers beneath a pile of blankets and a black leather coat that was apparently heavy enough to make her grunt when it was dropped about her shoulders.

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You deserve better.

Anonymous: hello! can you write one where the reader is dating a guy who’s an asshole, like he makes her feel stupid and stuff and the reader always brushes it off because she thinks that it’s normal and that its just her boyfriend not being romantic and she doesn’t like cheesy romance but Reid notices and says something about it?

A/N: I loved this request but I don’t think my writing did it any justice.

Originally posted by toyboxboy

The warm sunlight cascaded across Y/N’s featured, highlighting her deep eyes as she glanced over at her boyfriend lovingly. Mike looked down at her, shaking his head at her bright eyes.

“You’re making that stupid face again.” He mumbled, causing her face to fall slightly at the same time David opened his door. David smiled at Mike, extending his hand out to shake his.

“You must be Mike, I’m David, it’s nice to meet you.” David smiled, his gaze drifted to Y/N, who grinned weakly up at him as she shifted awkwardly. David moved out of the way, allowing Mike through to the other agents before stopping Y/N in her tracks.

“Hey, you okay?” Concern laced in his voice, however, she simply nodded silently, finding Mike’s side again. David frowned after her, intense eyes inspecting Mike.

Mike sat opposite Y/N at the dining table, in deep conversation with Derek about his recent baseball tournament, Derek glanced over at Y/N, smiling softly at her engaged eyes.

“You were there, kid. How well did I do?” Derek joked but Mike quickly interrupted before Y/N could even process his words.

“Have you seen her? She has no idea what a baseball is.” Mike scoffed, Spencer’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked over at Y/N, who giggled faintly at his harsh comment. Spencer’s stern eyes met Y/N’s but she simply shrugged, returning all of her attention back to Mike.

“Come on, man. Y/N actually knows quite a lot about it.” Derek grinned, eyes flickering between the two but Mike glared at Y/N causing her to drop all eye contact.

“Mike’s right.” Y/N muttered, smiling softly before clearing her throat as she caught Derek’s confused haze, standing up from the table.

“Excuse me,” She mumbled, walking down the corridor to the nearest restroom.

Before she could close the door, Spencer slipped inside, dark eyes fixated on her.

“ Spencer, what are you doing?” Y/N squealed, eyebrows furrowed at his stern eyes.

“Mike’s something else.” Spencer muttered, staring at her nervous form as she shuffled away from him nervously.

“Look Spence, I know what you’re thinking-” Before she could finish her sentence Spencer shook his head, eyes softening slightly.

“What? That you should be treated better?” Spencer inserted, slowly walking towards Y/N, whose fingers were shaking slightly.

“It’s not that. He isn’t the romantic type, neither of us are.” Y/N assured, nervously making subtle glances towards the door.

“Y/N, he degraded you in front of everyone! That’s not how anyone is supposed to treat you.” Spencer uttered, taking in her anxious form.

“Y/N, I saw your face out there. Don’t let him make you feel like you’re dumb, stupid, unworthy. You are far from any of those things, you’re a beautiful, smart doctor and if he doesn’t see that…he isn’t worth it.” Spencer whispered, fingers hesitantly lifting her chin to look at him, glossy eyes meeting his.

“Promise me that he treats you well.” Spencer pleaded, observing her watery eyes as she shook her head slightly.

“I-I can’t,” she whispered as he pulled her into his chest, embracing her vulnerable body against his own.


New Boy In Town

/Girl Next Door Part 2/

AN: this fic is technically a part 2 to Girl Next Door but you don’t necessarily need to read Girl Next Door to understand this one :) this is also going to be two parts so be ready lmao

Peter Parker x Reader

Send in prompts from this list!

Originally posted by prettystucky

It’s been a couple of months since Y/N moved next door to Peter. The two have become so ridiculously close and are usually never seen without the other. Both had harbored feelings for each other since the day they met but were both too shy to do anything about it.  Ned Leeds thought about how stupid the two smartest people in school actually were. It was painfully obvious to anyone who saw them together that they were in love but apparently it wasn’t obvious to them. 

“Peter, I swear if you don’t stop distracting me while I review, I’m not gonna speak to you for a week!” Y/N screamed. Peter knew she was more than ready to ace the test and thus, tried to distract her.

“Y/N, you’ve got this down. You studied harder for this than any of us.” Peter gestured to him and Ned.

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Awards and Surprises

Tom Hiddleston x reader 

Warning: One curse word.

Author’s note: I know he’s real this is purely fiction. Also I know nothing of most award shows so…yeah

Based on @theartofimagining13 Prompt Telling Tom you’re pregnant at an event. 

You fumble with a pearl earring as Tom peaks his head in the bathroom door.

“Something wrong?” He asks noticing the nervous energy that kept you from getting the earring in the little hole.

“Yes, I’m nervous. This is the Oscars, what if I fall.” You finally snap the back of the earring in place.

“You won’t fall and if you do I will pick you back up.” Tom says kissing your lips.

“Are you nervous? Do you have your speech?” You ask trying to shift the topic of interest from you to him.

“Yes and do you have your’s.” Tom asks patting his jacket pocket.

“I didn’t write one. Tom, there is no way I’d win.” You say grabbing your shawl.

“You are nominated for four awards, all of which you have a chance of taking home.” Tom grins smugly.

“What, no Tom I am there to support you, David and Benedict.” You say draping the shawl around your shoulders.

“Fine.” Tom says leading you out to the car.

Oh the red carpet, the time where you get asked what you’re wearing and try to repeat French words and still sound educated.

With Tom on your shoulder you step out of the car and onto the carpet, not missing a step.

Flashes of cameras and earfuls of people talking about roles and fashion assault your senses.

After the fashion question you catch up to Tom, David and Benedict at your seats.  

“I bet you’ll win all of them.” David whispers as the show begins.

You smack his chest shaking your head.

“There’s no way, absolutely no way.” You say taking a sip of the water.

Jokes about the newest celebrity scandals raddle on and tear filled speeches are given until it comes to your first category: Best Director.

“And the award goes to Y/N L/N-Hiddleston.” The presenter reads off the card.

You look around at the three men at your table and then back at the stage. The camera and everyone’s eyes were on you.

“Are you sure?” You ask to no one in particular as you stand up with Tom’s help and walk to the stage to accept the award.

“Um, hello. I honestly didn’t plan anything. I want to thank my family and friends and Tom of course. Everyone involved with the film, everyone that saw the film, even everyone that saw the trailer. I love you all.” You say quickly accepting the award.

You sit back down at your table still amazed. You set the award down on the table and look at the boys around you.

David takes a sip of his drink and says “One down three to go.”

You roll your eyes.

More jokes and then Tom and David’s category: Best Actor.

“And the award goes to David Tennant.” The presenter says.

David looks just as surprised as you were and makes his way to the award and makes a speech that makes most everyone in the audience cry.

Costume and Make-up awards were given and then it came back to another category of yours: Best Original Screenplay.

You take a deep breath holding Tom and David’s hands. Benedict reaches his hand on top of the pile of hands.

“And the award goes to Y/N L/n- Hiddleston, damn she’s on a roll.” The old presenter says.

You froze looking at your friends and soulmate. This time all three of them pushed you up to the stage. A couple of people laughed as your legs shook under you.

“Wow, I really don’t know what to say. I poured a lot of myself into this script. The story itself for Plastic was inspired by an unfortunate event in college, where my self-confidence took a hit, and instead of turning to a darker path I chose to put everything I felt down on paper. Not to put a damper on this but to anyone out there that is being pulled down that path, please don’t. Those scars stay with you. Channel it somehow into something positive. It doesn’t have to be a script or a movie. Anything.” You finish as the music began to play.

Going back to your seat you realize that many people began crying during your little speech.

David opens his mouth to say something but you cut him off.

“Don’t say it, this is the end. I’m sure.”

You sit and hold Tom’s hand laughing as the show went on.

Benedict went to present an award for sound and came back a little later than expected because of the speech of the winner.

Then your category came again: Best Picture.

You take a sip of your drink as the winner is announced.

“And the winner is Y/n L/N- Hiddleston, Hope your shoes are comfortable.” The presenter says.

You spit out your water covering Benedict. You immediately cover your mouth. Eyes bugging out of your head.

You quickly sprint to the stage.

“Okay first thing first, I’m sorry Benedict for spiting the water on you. This is starting to get weird. I came here without a speech so bear with me for the third time. Um I don’t want to repeat myself but I do want to give a message for anyone who wants to get into this business. Do it, we need new blood, sweat and tears going into this machine called show business.” You end your speech.

You rush back to the boys trying to help Benedict with cloth napkins.

“I’m so sorry.” You say handing him yours.

“Y/N it’s fine. You were shocked just don’t drink anything when they announce anything.” Benedict pats himself dry.

David smirks sipping his champagne. “Three down one to go.”

“Shut up.” You say as another comedian goes to present.

Tears and joke were to follow.

Actresses and actors go up and make their speeches. Mothers are thanked and children are told to go to sleep.

That’s when it hit you.

You had to tell Tom that you are pregnant.  

How is he going to react? We spoke of having children. Both of us for it, but what if he changed his mind.

Tom and David go up to present the last of your categories: Best Visual Effects.

He throws some witty jokes into the introduction of the category with David.

They have this comedic timing and could bounce of each other easily.

“Alright now let’s find out who won. Even though I think I have an idea of who it is.” David says winking at you.

“Okay, the winner is, “Tom’s eyes scan the envelope.” Y/n L/N Hiddelston, darling I told you.”

You take the award from Tom standing in between them both.

“Um wow, this is amazing and such a milestone for me. I never thought I’d be up here. Movies take a long time to make and whole team. So do miracles, Tom,” You face Tom and instantly forget about the cameras and hundreds of people,” You and I have made our own little miracle. You’re going to be a father.”

You look back Tom and he smiling and crying.

David’s shocked and people are clapping.

The three of you make your way back to your seats. You are now a blubbering mess with four trophies.

“Are you okay?” You ask thinking he’s upset about losing.

“I’m wonderful, absolutely wonderful.” He says kissing you. Both of your faces wet.

When you date someone, you have the markers along the way, right: You kiss, you have The Talk, you say the Three Little Words, you sit on a swing set and break up. You can plot the points on a graph. And you check up with each other along the way: Can I do this? If I say this, will you say it back?

But with friendship, there’s nothing like that. Being in a relationship, that’s something you choose. Being friends, that’s just something you are.
—  Will Grayson, Will Grayson
Souvenirs (A CS AU) Part 5/14

A Modern CS AU where Emma has grown up in Maine her whole life and runs a store with Ruby and MM. Killian Jones is the new guy in town, who just bought the local bar. Only Emma and Killian have met before and now she can’t help but wonder if their past has influenced his plans for the future. Includes tons of fluff and a happily ever after. Rated M.

Part One Here, Part Two Here, Part Three Here, Part Four Here

A/N: Hey all! The first part of this chapter is from Killian’s POV and the second is from Emma’s. It’s so incredibly fluffy and when I first wrote it I truly thought I had out done myself on the fluff scale. BUT I am also introducing a new character who will be helping Emma and the others at Three Fates. So strap in for a bonanza of cute, and cuddly. We all deserve it in a world that is less than perfect, so just treat your self.

Even if he tried, there was no way that Killian Jones could keep the smile off of his face. It had been a few weeks since his first arriving in Storybrooke, and he couldn’t have dreamed that it would turn out this well. Hell, part of him had been worried that he’d come here and Emma wouldn’t even remember him, or that yes she’d already have found someone else, but he’d known, deep in his soul that he had to try. He couldn’t take another day living with the what-if, he needed to know if the two of them had truly been everything he’d felt during their one night five years ago.

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