did anyone else forget i was doing these

Jealousy meme

requested by @momokitty27​! i set it up into a few different categories so it’s not just for couples but for a whole range of relationships!

for couples

  • “I noticed them checking you out.”
  • “Were you checking them out?”
  • “So… they’re good-looking, right?”
  • “Don’t lie to me and say you don’t think they’re hot.”
  • “Just admit that you like them.”
  • “Come on; even I know that they’re hotter than me.”
  • “It’s not fair that they get to be around you all day and I don’t.”
  • “They were hitting on you.”
  • ‘I know you liked it when they were hitting on you.”
  • “Would you like me more if I was more like them?”
  • “They’re not (funnier / cuter / better looking ) than me, are they?”
  • “Are you going to leave me for them?”
  • “Would you leave me for them if you had the chance?”

for characters talking to their unrequited crush

  • “You deserve better than them.”
  • “They’re not even that good-looking.”
  • “What do you see in them?”
  • “Why do you stay with them?”
  • “Wanna tell me what they did to upset you this time?”
  • “If I had someone as wonderful as you, I would (never forget our anniversaries / always cherish you / etc).”
  • “You should just leave them.”

for characters talking about their ex

  • “I wonder what they’re doing right now.”
  • “Their new (boyfriend / girlfriend / datemate) isn’t right for them.”
  • “I can’t stop thinking about them with their new (boyfriend / girlfriend / datemate).”
  • “They moved on so quickly.”
  • “I get angry thinking about anyone else having them, even though I don’t have them myself.”
  • “Do you think they were cheating on me with their new (boyfriend / girlfriend / datemate) before we broke up?”
  • “They never looked at me like they look at them.”

for friends

  • “I noticed you hanging out with (character’s name) lately.”
  • “You hung out with them and didn’t invite me?”
  • “I feel like a third-wheel.”
  • “They’re pretty fun, right?”
  • “Maybe I shouldn’t come and let you two hang out together instead.”
  • “I know that they’re more interesting than me.”
  • “You two have more in common, anyways.”
  • “It’s alright; I have other friends.”

for children characters talking to their parents

  • “No! I don’t want a new (brother / sister)!”
  • “You like (sibling’s name) more than me.”
  • “If I get a new (brother / sister), you’re going to love them more.”
  • “We haven’t played together since you had the baby.”
  • “I hate my (brother / sister)!”
  • “They’re not better than me! They can’t even use the bathroom right!”

random

  • “Am I hotter than that person?”
  • “So many people have achieved so much by this age, yet here I am.”
  • “I’m a better (cook / surfer / etc) than them.”
  • “They’re not even that good at (cooking / surfing / etc)…”
  • “I look better in this than them, right?”
  • “Do you think I could pull off that (hat / dress / etc) like them?”
  • “Whatever; I’m not jealous.”
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I thought of this cool idea that I haven’t seen anyone else do, and really I wanted to try it out of curiosity. 

It’s a palette challenge for overwatch. You take your top 5 most played characters and use their colours as seen above as your palette, then draw the hero you main in those colours.

It was fun, I couldnt be bothered drawing the visor because I’m lazy but have Widowmaker.

I want to tag some artists to do this, you don’t have to but I thought it’d be fun, so please give it a try if you feel up to it! (Y’all are gonna do so much better than I did I bet.

@level-110-beer-mage @vekusen @felfreckles 

(This is where I forget who plays OW and draws ;n;)

And anyone else who wants to do it, go ahead, I had so much fun drawing this!

Angst/fluff Prompt List

Please don’t repost (stealing isn’t cool, but reblog if you wish) <3 <3

  1. “I love you, please don’t go.”
  2. “Stay here tonight.”
  3. “Please don’t walk out of that door.”
  4. “I thought things were going great.”
  5. “Don’t you love me?”
  6. “You make every day worth living.”
  7. “I’ll keep you warm.”
  8. “I’m never letting you go.”
  9. “You meant too much to me.”
  10. “I won’t let you.”
  11. “How could you ask me that?”
  12. “Don’t you trust me?”
  13. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”
  14. “You look amazing tonight.”
  15. “Shouldn’t you be with him/her?”
  16. “I’ve got you.”
  17. “I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”
  18. “It’s late.  Shouldn’t you be asleep?”
  19. “How are you feeling today?”
  20. “You look amazing tonight.”
  21. “We’ll figure this out.”
  22. “This isn’t goodbye.”
  23. “What’s cookin’ good lookin’?”
  24. “Wanna go grab a drink?”
  25. “What the hell were you thinking?!”
  26. “Here, let me help you.”
  27. “Kiss me.”
  28. “I care about you.”
  29. “You could have warned me!”
  30. “That was unexpected.”
  31. “You haven’t lost me.”
  32. “Why are you doing this?”
  33. “Don’t cry.”
  34. “Please don’t do this.”
  35. “You make me feel safe.”
  36. “You’ve shown me what love can feel like.”
  37. “Thank you, for everything.”
  38. “All I wanted was for you to be happy.”
  39. “I can’t do this on my own.”
  40. “I wasn’t lying when I said that I loved you.”
  41. “Don’t be afraid.”
  42. “You’re always on my mind.”
  43. “You have no idea how much I want you right now.”
  44. “You’ve always felt like home.”
  45. “I can’t imagine this world without you.”
  46. “Dance with me.”
  47. “Trust me.”
  48. “Why are you crying?”
  49. “Who hurt you?”
  50. “Nothing is wrong with you.”
  51. “You make me feel alive.”
  52. “I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
  53. “Who cares about what they think?”
  54. “Let’s go.”
  55. “I’m not going anywhere.”
  56. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
  57. “You’ve always got me.”
  58. “I’ve waited for this moment for a long time.”
  59. “Is this okay?”
  60. “You look like you could use a hug.”
  61. “Did you need something?”
  62. “Do you have a ride home?”
  63. “I am home.”
  64. “What happened back there?”
  65. “That’s not gonna happen.”
  66. “Why me?”
  67. “I’m right where I belong.”
  68. “Fine.”
  69. “What do you want me to say?”
  70. “After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”
  71. “You’ve been drinking tonight, haven’t you?”
  72. “You need sleep.”
  73. “Excuse me?”
  74. “What are you doing?”
  75. “What did you expect?”
  76. “You’re not alone.”
  77. “We’re meant for each other.”
  78. “You’re worth it.”
  79. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks.”
  80. “I’ve always been honest with you.”
  81. “It’s cold, you should take my jacket.”
  82. “Just breathe, okay?”
  83. “When I’m with you, I’m happy.”
  84. “Going somewhere?”
  85. “Don’t lie to me.”
  86. “Don’t be scared, I’m right here.”
  87. “You’re so adorable.”
  88. “I’m better, now that you’re here.”
  89. “I could never forget you.”
  90. “Forget it.”
  91. “That’s in the past.”
  92. “You make me happy.”
  93. “You’re more than that.”
  94. “I won’t lose you too.”
  95. “Come cuddle.”
  96. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”
  97. “It’s not that easy.”
  98. “I’ve had enough.”
  99. “I fell in love with you, not them.”
  100. “You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.”

did anyone else forget i draw in the time it’s been since i last drew?!
h ah… it’s been so loong…. but I’m literally a couple of days away from finishing this semester (finally!) so I’ll have time to actually draw some good stuff. in the mean time i coloured in this lumpy keef sketch i doodled on my to do list….. take him..

deansdirtylittlesecretsblog  asked:

#jensen in nashville #chanelling his inner indiana jones #our harrison ford #i'm so down for that #sexy bastard #but damn jensen #DAMN #indiana jones feelings are strong here KAYTE! I am so down for this. That is my dream casting for the remake. It needs to happen!

Holy crap girl! YES, this is a mighty need! Now more than ever after I googled when I saw your ask, and I’m SO with you 100%! Where do we sign up to try and make this happen?? Sure Chris Pratt is a sexy mother.. but Jensen.. come on! Jensen! He’d be too god damn perfect, I mean Jones is just Dean adjacent right??…

Originally posted by gameraboy

Originally posted by gameraboy

Is it too bold to say Supernaturals primed him for this…? Raiders for gods sake with the Nazi’s and the ark of covenant, old artifacts, being an archaeologist, the desert scene with hello! ghosts! (If anyone else is reading this, please watch these if you haven’t, they are all so SO good. Harrison Ford is a babe too so… you’re welcome!) 

OMFG, MIMI, and Professor Jones!! The closest thing we’d get to a real Professor Winchester! 

Originally posted by bijoulouis

Originally posted by classicmoviescenes

hehehe

Ok, and JENSEN’S THE EXACT AGE HARRISON FORD WAS WHEN HE DID THIS MOVIE. Right the second, yeah, but it’s not far off… and 2019 is seriously do-able! Right?

Aaannnnddd now I can’t stop thinking about this LOL Last one because damn this is getting long, and I could keep going

Originally posted by giantmonster

WAIT, holy shit the whip!… ugh mother father… never forget those skills *this is too good* 

Originally posted by pedroam-bang

Yah, NEED girl. Where do we start here?

anonymous asked:

Ok but imagine a sick Lance getting injured but he's delusional so he doesn't tell anyone and just completely forgets about it until someone else notices all the blood, and then he's like "oh right, that, lol"

“Oops,” Lance said with a lopsided smile, feeling Keith’s hand slip from his feverish forehead to the slice-wound in his side.

“What the hell do you mean, ‘oops?!’ Lance! Stay awake!” Keith slapped Lance’s cheeks, but it did nothing to rouse the unconscious boy. They’d have a talk once his ass was out of a healing pod.

just pd101 "never" things
  • the fact it’s made by pentagon bbs
  • the instrumental in the beginning makes me emo
  • minhyun in general
  • ong’s eVERY TIME EVERYWHERE
  • daehwi singing in this is so nice
  • WOOJIN RAPPING DAMN I WAS SHOOKT
  • can we just talk about him like he wAS SICK PERFORMING THIS BUT HE STILL MADE IT SOUND AND LOOK SO GOOD MY SON
  • “we are not forever” uh boi i’m hurt take that back guanlin
  • every part when minhyun says NEVER
  • jaehwan’s oH EHH OOOOHHH~~ literally my fave part
  • all the yeah eh’s
  • jaehwan’s i LOVE YOU
  • and minhyun echoing i love u back
  • do u ship it bc suddenly i do
  • daehwi singing the second verse <3 ((also does anyone else think he kind resembles a little bit of biticonjustine))
  • i loveyouloveyouloveyou oOOOH.
  • AND THEN AFTER THAT PART WHEN THE CHOREO HAS WOOJIN GRAB JAEHWAN’S NECK AND HE LIKE KINDA BODY ROLLS IM DED
  • gaunlin improved so much i cry a lil he’s my son 
  • i WANNA SEE YOU AGAINNNNNN
  • joNGHYUN’S “I DONT WANNA KNOW” OMG
  • ong in during the bridge like did anyone else forget he sings bc he danced all this time
  • and then woojin rapping i dont wanna go like same boy me too me too
  • my four seconds of heaven forreal
  • jaehwan’s adlib “OOOOOOHHHoohhhhOHOh”
  • AND THE FORMATION OF THE DANCE
  • THE CHOREOGRAPHY AT THAT PART DAMN
  • THEY WERE ON THEIR KNEES LIKE O M G
  • AND THEY WERE TURNING IN A CIRCLE
  • LEE MFCKN DAEHWI SINGING IM GOING ON MY WAY DAMN
  • and THEN
  • the choreo after minhyun’s last never
  • where thEY WERE POINTING TO THE SKY AND THEY WERE DOING THE LEG THING
  • idk dance moves man i am not a dancer
  • this song so good i can’t get over it

a/n: forgot about this in my drafts but this song never fails me

I’m concerned for Prompto

If anyone else didn’t catch it, during my livestream I was able to hear an interesting banter between Ignis and Prompto during a battle. May not be accurate due to me forgetting some words, but  this wa s the jist of it.

Prompto: Ah, bad time for a stomachache.

Ignis: Then take your meds.

Prompto: I did, they haven’t started working yet.

After this I was like….that didn’t sound like joke banter, because Ignis doesn’t do that to any of the other boys. Plus after that I had noticed that Prompto has a tendency to make pained noises and it looks like hes fixing his clothes, but sometimes I catch him grasping at the lower part of his tank, his abdomen.

He also occasionally fixes the bandana on his arm, checking it and tightening it.

I’m worried for sunshine child.

deeindarkwonderland  asked:

"I am not even sorry." From four words prom list? Something crazy, funny and fluff? 💝 Thanks

i hope this is what you were looking for!!!

I wrenched my key out of the door to our flat and then slammed it shut behind me. Kicking my shoes off, slamming down my keys and my bag trying to make as much noise as possible.

“Baby?” Harry came into view, sweats on and a t-shirt. It had been his day off. “You alright?”

I raised my eyebrows at him as I flung my coat over the nearest piece of furniture.

He nodded, “Right, obviously not.”

He watched and followed me, as I silently fumed, dragging my bag and coat behind me which Harry hurriedly took from me when I looked ready to fling them again. “Do yeh want to talk about it?”

I flopped on the bed and stared at the ceiling, “It’s just going to make you upset.”

He lay down on the bed next to me, “Well now you have to tell me.”

“That guy Ron made a… suggestive comment to me again today.”

Harry immediately stood up, “Are ya jokin’? That’s the third time this has happened this month alone!” I waited for him to calm down. I was seething myself and I didn’t want to feed off his energy and do something irrational. “Did you report him?”

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Ugh this has been sitting on my computer for more than a month. Take it, just take it!


Bucky: Did she just slap you?!
Steve: [silently watches the angry nurse march away]
Bucky: Who is she?
Steve: [absently, as he studies the new surroundings] Darcy. Foster’s assistant.
Bucky: Why is she here?
Steve: How would I know, Buck?
Bucky: Why did she slap you?

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So today is the day… 😭😭😭 I’m gonna combust with everyone else cause if this damn show! But hey Bellarke hug will hopefully make it worth it…

And I know she posted it last week but I got to meet my girl @deadshotbellamy and it was awesome! Can’t wait to eventually do it again lmao

Also, my shirt says “terminally chill” and I felt it was fitting for the day… cause that’s what I’m gonna be after tonight no matter what!!

@scottmcblake @boob-morley @starboybellamy @atlasbellamyblake @grumpycatclaire @grumpybell @naia-sc @emoreeblue @insteadofjust-invisible @sherlockvowsontheriverstyx @frecklessbellamy @starsbellarke @hermione-blake @bellamyaugustus @clarkegryphus @dr-camerongoodkin @towalkinyourlight @youleftme-clarke @bringbackwellsjaha @griffinsbi @poppypajamas @adancergirl @ginalou16 @forgivenessishardforus @beautyandthebook @ravenbellclarke @bellbearblake @mountainbellamy @bellesolo @bellamyblakeiseverything @clarkeisinlovewithbellamy @bellamynochillblake @ravenreyess @em-ori @zoemonroe and anyone else I might be forgetting (also sorry if I did!) tag me and let me cry with you over this damn finale!! (No pressure to post anything!)

The Worst Surprise (Pt. 4)

A/N It’s finally done! I present to you, the final part of The Worst Surprise. I hope ya’ll love it as much as I loved writing it.

Y/H/C- your color hair

Y/F/N- your first name

Y/L/N- your last name 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

   My green haired lover was lounging comfortably on my bed, the same look of pure rage that I had left him with still present on his face. I regarded him as if he were a wild animal as he slowly pushed himself up from my bed.

   “Oh baby,” he growled, “you have been a bad girl.”

   Never taking my eyes off of him, I cautiously lowered my gun and placed it on the dresser by the door. Pointing a gun at him when he was in such a bad mood would not do me any favors. Of course he noticed the movement, which triggered him to look me up and down. He apparently did not like what he saw, and let out another growl.

   J eyed my bare legs as he took a step towards me, “I should kill that boy for having his hands all over what belongs to me.”

   My eyes widened and my heart stopped. Shit. Shit. Shit. How long had he been following me? If J saw me dancing with James, then he probably saw me drinking too. Not to mention the fact that I went out in tiny shorts and a crop top.  

   Noticing my panicked expression he grinned, “Oh you thought you would get away with it? No, no, pet, you will be punished.”

   That got my blood boiling as I remembered Harley. Raising my eyes to meet his, I glared, “You can fuck other people, but I can’t?”

   He growled again and stalked toward me. Gripping my face in his hands, he smashed his lips against mine. I fought against the kiss, pushing at his chest in an attempt to make him let me go. It obviously didn’t work very well since he was a lot stronger that me, but after a few seconds he let me escape. As I took a hard step back, my wig got stuck on one of J’s many rings. It slid off my head, releasing my natural Y/C/H. J’s eyes seemed to be glued to it as it fell around my shoulders and down my back.

   “No, J,” I shook my head,  my hair dancing around me, “You don’t get to touch me! You don’t get to touch me after touching her.”

   My Clown Prince laughed shortly and raised a non existent eyebrow, “You’re mad at me?”

   I nodded, an unimpressed look on my face.

   “Baby girl, you shot at me and missed. You’re lucky to be alive; I’ve killed people for less,” he said through gritted metal teeth, “You have no place to be mad at me.”

   Scoffing, I crossed my arms, “I didn’t shoot at you. I shot at the bitch you were cheating on me with, and I didn’t miss. She’d be dead right now if it wasn’t for that damn glass.”

   Even though he looked perfectly calm, I knew that he was beyond enraged. In fact, his left eye, the one with a little J under it, was twitching. I had spent enough time studying him to know that a twitchy eye was a very bad sign. Normally when his eyes twitched, it meant that someone was about to die.

   “You don’t know what you’re talking about, Y/N,” he ground out, his voice shaking slightly with the effort to restrain himself.

   “Fuck that. In fact, fuck you. You’re an untrustworthy asshole, J, that deserves worse than just me running away.”

   Having been pushed to his limit, J raised his hand as if to backhand me. My mind immediately went back to over a year ago, to our first fight. It was the only time he had ever hit me, the only time he had even raised his hand against me. The slap had knocked me to floor, causing me to hit my head on the side of his desk and loose consciousness. When I had woken up,  he wasn’t there. I found him in his office, sitting against his desk with a bottle of liquor in his hand and tear stains on his cheeks. He told me he couldn’t loose me, and promised that he would never hurt me again.

   With fresh tears in my eyes, I met J’s angry glare and repeated the exact words I had said to him then, “Hit me and loose me forever. I will not be your new Harley, and I will not stand for an abusive relationship. Hit me, and even if you lock me away for the rest of my life, I will never love you again.”

   J’s gaze immediately softened as he dropped his hand to his side. He knew that he had struck a nerve, and he quickly tried to fix his mistake before he pushed me too far.

   “Baby,” he said in a soft voice that was quite uncommon for him, “you know I would never hurt you.”

   Now that I was no longer in mortal danger, the events of the day caught up to me and I was suddenly extremely exhausted. Leaning against the doorframe beside me, I shrugged and gave him a tired smile, “J, you already did.”

   My clueless Mr. J seemed to finally realize the damage he had caused as a crestfallen look overtook his beautiful face. He didn’t know what to do, and he didn’t receive any clues from me. After a few moments of just staring at me with a sad expression, he finally decided to pull me into a hug. Too tired to fight it, I allowed him to embrace me, in turn wrapping my arms around his torso and burying my face in his chest. I inhaled his wonderful scent, and for the first time in two weeks, felt my whole body completely relax.

   “Why did you do it, J?” I asked, my insecurities beginning to emerge in my tired state, “Am I not good enough for you anymore?”

   J growled and pulled me tighter against his chest, “Don’t say that. You are perfect, I would never want anyone else.”

   “If you really thought I was perfect, you wouldn’t have kissed her,” I grumbled quietly against his chest.

   He shushed me softly, running his hand through my hair to calm me down. Unfortunately his comforting touch wouldn’t let me forget what he had done and why I had left. I may not be screaming at him, but I was angry, and I was hurt. He wasn’t going to get away with that lame answer, so I reluctantly pulled away.

   J regarded me carefully as I stood up straight and crossed my arms over my chest. Fixing my eyes on his, I gave him a hard look, “I need an answer, J. Why did you kiss her?”

   Gritting his teeth, J ran his hands through his bright green hair. He turned away and started to pace across my room. I just watched and waited as he seemed to be having a battle within himself. After a few moments of trying to wear a hole in my floor, J stopped suddenly and turned to face me. He had decided what his answer would be.

   “You unnerve me Y/N, that’s why I let her kiss me,” he gritted out. Slightly offended, I raised an eyebrow. I opened my mouth to tell him that if anyone was unnerving it was him, when he shot me a scolding look,“You know better than to interrupt. Keep your mouth shut and listen.”

   I rolled my eyes, but complied. Leaning my shoulder against the doorframe, I motioned for him to continue.

   “You unnerve me because you get under my skin in a way that no one else ever has. Every little, annoying  feeling inside my body pushes me to protect you. The voices inside my head all call out for you, urging me to never leave your side. I would kill most anyone who dared to glare at me or run their mouth to me, but when you do it, I just want kiss you. When some idiot manages to piss me off or ruin a deal, you make it better. All I have to do is touch you, and all the demons go away. You tame me, Y/N,” he said, causing my heart to flutter, “that’s why I let Harley kiss me. I had hoped that it was just a stupid obsession, but when even she couldn’t pull me out of it, I knew I was screwed. I told her that I would kill her if she overcame back to Gotham as soon as you left.”

   J paused to take a step toward me. My heart beat hard in my chest, trying to break through the cage of my ribs, when he grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him. There was a look in his clear blue eyes that I had never seen before as he ran his tongue over his silver teeth.

   “You snuck your way into an organ I was beginning to believe I didn’t have, and now it belongs to you. I kissed Harley Quinn for the last time because I’m in love with you, and it is the only thing that has ever terrified me.”

   My heart swelled and tears spilled onto my cheeks. Having never expected to hear those words from him, I was completely shocked. Six months after he had claimed me as his, J had found out that I loved him when I said it in my sleep. He had taken it better than I thought he would, but it still wasn’t the desired reaction. After we had recovered from that, I had realized that J would never be able to tell me he loved me. I had realized that J showed his feelings through his actions, and I eventually came to terms with that. Now here he was telling me he loved me, and I was absolutely elated.

   I quickly wiped the tears away and closed the distance between us. Harley was completely forgotten as I pulled him into a passionate kiss. J immediately wrapped one arm around my waist and tangled the other into my hair. He crushed my body against his, his lips meeting mine in a hungry fervor. Grinning against him, I kissed him back with an equal amount of passion.

   Kissing him after so long felt like absolute heaven. J tugged at my hair, using it to tilt my head back so that he had easier access to my lips. I couldn’t help but moan as his silver teeth sunk into my lower lip. J purred, releasing my lip and pulling back to look at me.

   “You’re mine, Y/F/N Y/L/N, and no one else is allowed to have you.”

   I nodded, “And you, Mr. J, are mine. Don’t even think about letting another girl touch you ever again.”

   He laughed and nodded. J gave me another kiss then started to walk backwards towards my bed. I smiled widely as I followed, my eyes never leaving his. When his knees hit the edge, he sat down, his hands finding my hips and pulling me between his legs. There was a mischievous look in his eyes as he gazed up at me.

   I laughed, allowing the sound to fill the room. When I looked back down at J he was smiling a true, perfect smile.

    “I love you Mr. J,” I whispered, running my fingers through his vibrant hair.
He allowed his eyes to slip closed and purred, “I love you too my perfect Y/N. Please don’t ever leave me again”

   “I promise J, I’ll never leave you again,” I said as he leaned his head against my stomach.  I was finally happy, and I knew that no matter what, I would always have my insane, over-protective Joker by my side.

Part 1 of whatever. 

Prompto gets that scene he’s been asking for.  

Face slapping, general rough treatment, implied D/s (…actually. Not that implied.)


Prompto sucked in a surprised breath, eyes going wide as they darted from Noctis to Ignis and back. They were sitting together on the couch, both dressed casually (well. Casual for Ignis anyway, which meant his sleeves were rolled up and the first few buttons on his shirt undone) and watching him intently. His hands and knees stung from hitting the ground but he was so shocked he scarcely felt it.

“Well? I asked you a question Prompto.” Gladio’s voice was low, dangerous, and demanded a response. It demanded the correct response. That was the voice reserved for in private, when it was just the two of them, and he wanted Prompto to remember his place. To remember that Gladio was in charge, was the master here, and Prompto was his.

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Best Friend Starters
  • "Want to go somewhere?"
  • "Wait. Wait. You did what now?"
  • "Hey. How's it going?"
  • "I am sooooo bored."
  • "Yeah. Yeah, we could do that. Or we could sit around and do nothing."
  • "What fresh hell did you get me into?"
  • "When's the last time you bathed?"
  • "Got anything to eat?"
  • "What did I tell you about touching my stuff?"
  • "You're dating my ex?"
  • "Please tell me you have coffee."
  • "How do I look?"
  • "Let me give you some advice..."
  • "Drink up."
  • "You look ridiculous."
  • "I'm not going and you can't make me."
  • "What do you think I should wear?"
  • "Screw them. They don't know what they're missing."
  • "Can we not actually do this?"
  • "Pizza?"
  • "Is anyone else coming?"
  • "I'll walk with you."
  • "You look like you need a hug."
  • "Forget about 'em. You're better off."
  • "Pain gets better with time and alcohol."
  • "You need me to kick their ass?"
  • "Don't leave me hanging."
  • "Did you see that?"
  • "I leave no one behind."
  • "I don't suppose you have any idea what to do now..."
  • "Tea? Scone?"
  • "Stop being so melodramatic."
  • "I'm here for you."
  • "Give me five minutes."
  • "Why do I even hang out with you?"
  • "You know I would do anything for you, right?"
  • "Maybe you should cut down on the booze."
  • "That has got 'nope' written all over it."
  • "What's the worst that could happen?"
Pompeii 27

@thefreckledone Days later and Sakura was still reeling from the generosity of her friends. Gifts were one thing, but it was hard to shake the feeling that there was something more to her first birthday in Pompeii based on how they blessed her. There were flowers for her almost daily when she came down for work. Every other day someone came in during her lunch break to bring her food and sit and eat with her. Days before she had felt a lacking in the town as more and more people went ‘off’ on business she didn’t understand, but suspected to be tied to Orochimaru’s recent activity. She had mentioned it once and now it seemed all her friends in Pompeii were attempting to compensate for the few weeks she wasn’t bathed in affection.  

Sakura loved her friends, and loved the validation from their gifts and visits…but…

“It’s too much.”

Shizune nodded in agreement. “Well, the Senju dropped off flowers yesterday. It’s no surprise the Uchiha would want to outshine their good neighbors.”

Sakura grimaced at the gaudy floral display left on her desk. It was even more lush with flora than the one yesterday, left by sweet Kawarama Senju on behalf of him and his brothers. Sakura had forgotten the blackbirds who saw and heard everything when she took the flowers from the youngest Senju, and gushed to him about how happy she was and how much she loved them.

“The smell is overpowering,” Shizune admitted with a shy shrug. “But it’s still lovely.”

“Yeah, it’s gorgeous,” Sakura agreed, looking over the swelling display of a dozen different flowers artfully arranged. “It’s just too much. Even for a birthday present, I’ve never been so…spoiled. Is this normal? I mean, it’s been over a week already.”

“Yes, but it’s your first birthday here. Sometimes special celebrations can continue on for weeks. Weddings typically last a whole month when they happen here. It all depends on how important or valued that person is to the community. You have a lot of people in Pompeii who see you as a member who is treasured.” Shizune nodded, eyes rolling towards the window. “Plus, people would much rather celebrate you than the spring equinox celebration that’s coming.”

“What? Why is that not a good thing? I thought the spring celebration was for like…rebirth and new life.”

“Oh it is, but this is just the quadrennial spring celebration. Every four years the spring celebration is a little different and people just don’t like the traditions as much as the others.”

“Is there a reason for that?” Sakura asked.

“It’s important to preserve our history and remember the mistakes we and our ancestors made in the past. So, instead of every year we decided that every four years we would add an additional ritual of appeasement into our spring celebration. It’s no terrible thing and we enjoy ourselves well enough because it is a celebration, but it’s not as fun compared to celebrating the life of a person important to you. We would much rather just celebrate you, Sakura.”

“What’s the ritual of appeasement for?” Sakura asked, noticing how the crows outside her windows were gone and the room felt much larger than it should. The windows were far away and the doors even farther. If someone had been listening in on them there would be nothing for them to hear.  This was Shizune’s doing.

“It’s better you not know that much,” Shizune whispered sweetly, something sad in her eyes. She reached out and pat Sakura’s cheek fondly. “There’s no need for you to share in our penance. Forget I said all that I did.”

Sakura wanted to ask what the penance was for and what she would do if she didn’t have to share in it, but another part of her wanted to ask about the woods and if what happened to her last autumn was tied to the spring celebrations. She had been back to the woods only once since that last incident, but there had been no more stairs to nowhere or evil fires stalking her through the night.

But that had been before…

“Shizune, we don’t have anyone else for the next hour, I want to check on something in my room real quick. Holler for me if we get a walk in?” Sakura asked.

“Of course.”

With a grateful wave Sakura skipped back and doubled up the stairs to her room on the second floor. Inside, the book had been left on her bed and that’s where she found it once more.

“Heeeey, old friend,” Sakura chuckled, picking it up nervously. Sometimes it didn’t want to talk to her and sometimes it did. She hoped she could get something out of it today.

“What is it now?” the book groused, sounding tired.

“It’s not about Orochimaru this time, I have a different sort of question for you. Do you know what happened to me last fall in the woods? Do you know what that was?”

The book warmed in her hands, she knew it was awake, but it didn’t reply. Sakura held her breath and waited, knowing it could be temperamental with her if it wanted to be. She could feel it still awake, it hadn’t gone to sleep on her, she could tell that much by now. Finally, it shifted in her hands.

“I know what it was.” The book then went silent.

“What was it?” Sakura asked.

The next silence was even longer and Sakura grew afraid that was all she would get out of the book before it shifted and turned open it’s pages. Sakura saw one bleed with a sloppy hand of ink. The ink ran into words and Sakura mutely read.

‘The truth is in the forest. The trees know!’

“The trees know what?” Sakura asked, feeling the book grow cooler under her fingers.

“You’ll have to ask them that yourself, won’t you?” the book chirped before turning on itself and falling out of her hands onto her bed, closed once more.

When Sakura reached for it she could feel how cold it was and knew it was sleeping. There would be nothing more to glean from it after this. This time the book hadn’t answered her on its own, but showed her the answer someone else had discovered.  

“I have to go back into the woods again to find the answer,” Sakura said out loud. “Why does that sound like a bad idea?”

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Later in the week, Nico and Will were waiting in the café for Leo. They were sitting at a table, scrolling through their phones. Will glanced up each time the door opened, expecting Leo. But Leo was always late.

Once, when he looked up, he saw the hazel-eyes boy from before. He frowned and hesitated for a second before nudging Nico. “Can I ask you something?” he said nervously. Nico looked up from his phone and raised an eyebrow. “Who’s the guy at the last table by the windows? The one with a plaid scarf.”

Nico’s eyes flickered over, scanning for the person Will meant. Will watched him carefully and saw the slightest hardening of his eyes. “I have no idea. Why?”

Will grit his teeth and looked at Nico expectantly. Finally, Nico looked at him. “Please don’t lie to me, Nico,” Will said softly.

Nico lowered his gaze and licked his lips. “He’s just someone I messed around with once. He’s really no one important.” Will frowned and furrowed his eyebrows, trying to tell if he was lying. “You don’t believe me,” he noted. “What’d he tell you?”

“Nothing you haven’t told me.” Nico blinked in surprise. “He told me you don’t date. That you take what you want and disappear.”

His expression hardened and jawline tensed. It was something Will loved to see, but he knew now was not the time to admire his boyfriend’s exceptional jawline. He sighed and interlocked his hands, ducking his head. “He wanted to date. He thought I did too. But… I didn’t.” He looked at him, his eyes dark and brooding. His hands reached for Will’s and encased them. “I have never dated anyone before you, Will. I didn’t lie about that. That guy is just one of a few people who I led on too long. And I’m not doing that to you.” Will nodded tersely, pressing his lips together as if to say, what are you gonna do? Nico’s brows furrowed together. “Will, I don’t ever want to hurt you. Do you understand that?”

“Of course I do,” he answered. “I don’t want to hurt you either. But I do want you to be honest with me.”

Nico snorted and shook his head. “Well, I don’t think it’d be very helpful if half the time you ask who someone is I have to answer it’s someone I messed around with.” Will arched an eyebrow and glared at Nico. Nico’s eyes widened and his cheeks flared. He cleared his throat and pulled his hands away. “Forget I said that.” Will rolled his eyes and returned to scrolling through his phone.

A few moments later, Nico scooted his chair over to Will and nudged him. He looked up to see him biting his lip nervously. “Did I fuck up?” he whispered, his eyes wide and anxious.

Will stared at him and slowly a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “No. So long as you’re not messing with anyone else while we’re dating, and so long as you’re not messing with me.”

“I promise I’m not. I might not know how to be a good boyfriend, but I do have common sense.”

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Miss Jackson: Part 11

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Notes: Oh boy… it has been a while. Since we’ve seen Miss Jackson, but fanfiction (for me) too. 

Well, I hope this isn’t too terrible!

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Song: In the Woods Somewhere - Hozier

Warnings: Gruesome description of mutilated bodies, implied sex scene, normal MJ warnings.

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“We’ve all got the power in our hands to kill, but most people are afraid to use it. The ones who aren’t afraid control life itself.” -Richard Ramirez


The machete was immediately shipped back to the lab where Sam and other forensic anthropologists would determine if it was in fact the murder weapon, and if it had been used on more than one victim. The murder weapon for others had never been found, so even someone as unskilled as Dean Winchester in the field could logically assume it would match other wounds.

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Fortune favors the bold.

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A/N: I should put a gif of Harrison Wells since, you know, but seriously, this fits so whatever.

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“Oh my god.” Cisco said, jaw open, still in shock.

“I know!” You replied, eyes wide as you took in the scene before you.

“Oh my god.” Barry echoed, his hands in his hair, trying to process what he was seeing.

“Holy shi-”

“Don’t finish that sentence, Jesse,” a voice rang out over your intercom, momentarily reminding you that Caitlin and Harry were still listening in.

“But… look!” Jesse whispered, gesturing vaguely to everything in front of you.

“It’s… insane.” You finally decided, unable to choose just one word to describe what you were seeing.

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Coming Out?

So I accidentally came out to one of my friends today. We were just chillin’ and passing the time with a group of other people when she said something along the lines of, “I’m 74% DONE with today”. And me being me and forgetting that no one there knew that I was pan said, “did you say 74% gAY? because same.” Accompanied by finger guns and a wink. And I swear her eyes got as big as the Cup ‘O Noodles top that I accidentally dropped on myself right then. And no one else really heard us I think, so we just completely ignored the fact that I had said that and went along with the conversation. So now I am very confused

How Elementary stuck to its guns and became better than BBC Sherlock: An unpopular opinion in four parts

When Elementary premiered on CBS in 2012, it’s timeliness was the thing that was either going to propel it forward or be the nail in its coffin. Sherlock Holmes was in the zeitgeist (and while never really leaving it fully, now more than ever it was the shit) - with Guy Ritchie’s Sherlock Holmes (2009) and BBC’s Sherlock (2010 - ), the popculture was saturated with Doyle’s beloved and familiar characters and the question was ‘Do we want more?’

I’ll be the first to admit, when I first heard they were developing Holmes for American television, one which is also in modern times, and they were making Watson a woman , I was as enraged as the Hulk in close proximity to Loki has ever been. We were well in the era of remakes/reboots/rehashes and all I could think was “Fucking American TV and their fucking greed, will they leave nothing pure?! They are going to shove some insufferable romance in there and it will be another Castle / Bones undestinguishable serial monstrosity that is going to sully the good name of my favourite crimesolving duo. At least I will still have Sherlock (BBC).” (And yes, if it hasn’t become clear, I am very emotionally attached to this property).

But I was going to check it out. And lo and behold, 5 years later, I can confidently say, not only was I wrong, but I could never have predicted that while Elementary was going to go on its merry way for 5 seasons, the BBC series (which I once honestly considered to be the most brilliant show ever made), came out with such a disappointing 4th outing that now I say to myself “At least I still have Elementary”.

So what happened?

1. It benefits from its length.

Elementary not only doesn’t get bogged down by its network-required 22-24 episodes per season, but it is not afraid to use them, And while I am not saying every episode is pure brilliance, it benefits from the long seasons in that it has the time and opportunity to explore different character’s storylines - some with more success than others, sure. It has the time to try, fail and try again. It makes us care about not just Holmes and Watson, but Captain Gregson (a terifically funny and charming Aidan Quinn), Marcus Bell, Alfredo, Kitty and Shinwell, Morland and Mycroft, Watson’s family, Watson’s boyfriend and even the damn coroner.

I challenge you now, tell me something about the backstory of any of the supporting characters in the BBC show (besides Mycroft and Moriarty) that is more than a caricatureish snippet masquerading as a personality - Molly is in love with Sherlock, Anderson is stupid, Mrs Hudson is a generator for one-liners. I know.

But let’s say it’s not Sherlock’s fault for not having enough time to show us more than the backstory of its two main characters. Can we blame it that it seems to struggle to fill its 3-episode quota with whole episodes that you remember nothing about the minute after they’ve finished (I’m looking at you, episode about ancient Chinese artifacts). Yes, there are episodes of Elementary I don’t remember - but they aren’t feature-length movies that come out every two years.

2. It doesn’t idolise Holmes.

What I think the most important difference between the two shows is that Elementary doesn’t off-handedly mention Holmes’ drug addiction whenever its convinient to the plot (or for a charmingly funny scene of cigarette-sharing between brothers to escape a Christmas family nightmare), but it is in fact a major storyline throughout the show - it informs the whole characterization of the protagonist, as addiction to hard drugs is known to do. But they can’t be compared on that note, because it is a creator’s prerogative which traits of a character to focus on, and I understand why Moffat/Gatiss decided to not lean so much on that part of Holmes in their show.

What they can be compared on, however, is how they approach the character as a whole. The British writing duo make it clear at every available opportunity : “Holmes is smarter than you (because we are smarter than you). Yes, that makes him a dick sometimes, because otherwise what would we need Watson for (we’re not sure why we need him now, let’s have him cheat on his wife for no reason and have him kidnapped at every turn), but he is so much smarter than you, you can never comprehend it, unless he deigned to explain it. Holmes is better in every way, he is insufferable and brilliant and magnetic and everyone is in love with him and in awe of him and you will feel this way too. He is better than everyone else and it is only because of his good will that you are allowed in his mind.”

In contrast, CBS’s Holmes is so incredibly flawed, so disarmingly noble and so very self-aware, that you cannot help but fall in love with him; not because it is shoved down your throat to admire him, but because you genuinely want to. On the one hand, you have BBC’s Sherlock, where I am entirely unconvinced that Moffat / Gatiss are even familiar with the concept of self-awareness. On the other, you have CBS’s Sherlock who, from the get-go, makes it clear that he wants to help people, he seeks justice and not just the thrill of exercising his mind - he constantly talks about the victims, the families, “there is a killer on the loose”, “closure” and so on. And while they both grow to care over time, one does it kicking and screaming and constantly fucking denying it; the other embraces it, makes it a part of himself, talks about how being a mentor is his most fulfilling experience and at one point regretfully confides (in one of my personal favourite quotes of the show):Misantrophy was so easy, Watson. Elegant. I miss it sometimes.”

And yes, I know, those are also two different approaches to the character. But on the BBC they do it as another part of the mosaic of what makes their Holmes so-damn-cool (not just the upturned collar) and uncomparable, while CBS does it to bring him down to our level and make him relatable.

And because I mentiond mentoring:

3. Watson is a person when she is alone

(And wow, what a relief to not use possessives to distinguish for once:) On the BBC, John Watson is a beautiful ball of loveliness, that is undeniable. He is also, at least in the beginning, kind of there to stare in slack-jawed awe at Sherlock. Later, he is there to make sure Sherlock is not rude to clients / policemen / journalists / people giving them awards / Mrs Hudson. Later still, he is there to stare at his wife, then his baby, then his emotional mistress, then Sherlock again. And while I am not saying he does not have a personality whatsoever, he does seem to spend an awful lot of time being something-at-someone: annoyed at Mycroft, annoyed at Holmes, in love with Mary, angry at Holmes, angry at Mary, scared of the sister (more on her later), grateful to Holmes and so on.

Joan on the other hand, while no less in awe / annoyed / whatever at Sherlock, comes in with a lot of her own baggage, her own opinions and most importantly, her own storylines. She has a beautiful relationship with her Holmes, but she also makes desicions, has opinions and generally lives her life not only when Holmes is away from her (as John does), but very much so while he is right there in her life. The fact that over the course of the very first season she becomes a detective in her own right (and the writing-and-fawning is relegated to somebody else and mentioned only briefly) shows that she is treated in a very different way than her male “version” is. While Joan and Holmes are very much partners, she is more than that as a character. Her existence doesn’t revolve around Holmes. Which is why we, as a captive audience, are perfectly comfortable watching her tackle her own cases and have interactions with Sherlock which are of the “Here is what I did today, what do you think?” variety, while we are sick to our stomachs when John and Sherlock over on the other side of the Atlantic are fighting - not only is John there angry at Sherlock for incomprehensible reasons (his wife died because she was a spy, ffs), we do not know how to handle these characters when they are not together in perfect harmony, because we never see them not in relation to one another.

And finally:

4. Elementary embraces what it is and goes for it

So here is where I preemptively confront the haters (if they have gotten to this point instead of scrolling straight down to spew obsenities in the comments) : On every one of the points I raised, you could argue “Oh, you are wrong, here is this one moment when John does do that thing you say he doesn’t / Joan doesn’t do that thing you say she does / you are human trashcompactor who doesn’t understand TV” or something similar. Of course these shows are way too different to compare in depth. Of course you can like both (I do!) or only one or neither.

And no, I would never perform the sacrilege of disparaging either one of the two amazing casts, who make these characters the equivalents of divine chocolate souflé on TV. What I argue is not to compare how the two shows are structured, but how they have lived their toddler-sized lives.

BBC Sherlock started off with an uncertain-to-be-successful premise, but an incredible production budget, veteran writers and two brilliant actors to helm it. It grew and became beloved because it was thought-out to an absurd detail, relied on its unconventional release schedule and its brilliant writing, but most importantly, it was extremely extremely clever. And then came series four, where inexplicably it became a melodrama of epic proportions, everything that happened was more illogical than the previous thing and every decision a character made was so eyeroll-inducing my head hurt by the end of every episode. Did Moffat / Gatiss forget where their character (yes, just the one) started and they just didn’t know what to do with him or anyone else anymore? Did they decide that the fanatical nature of the Sherlock fanbase on tumblr is so starved and so blindly devoted that they would forgive anything they do, no matter how out-of-character, poorly thought-out, soap-like or just plain stupid it is? Or did they just give the network what they wanted to make their trucks of money without bothering their increasingly-busy actors too much with acting anything of substance, hoping that Toby Jones with weird teeth and weird voice / an out-of-the-blue sister and a fanservice cameo will fill any plothole some pedantics might notice?

CBS’s Elementary on the other hand is a procedural primetime show that cannot go too far with what it shows, cannot go too weird with where the story goes, because of the countless other shows its in fierce competition with every sweeps season. So it relies on its no less stellar cast to go very deep to the one deep place its allowed to go, and meanwhile have fun, crack jokes, introduce you to everyone, make you smile and make you care enough to come back week after week to see not only these two beautiful creatures on your screen, but also their friends and family and enemies and rivals and their fucking turtle Clyde.

And if you ever doubt what I’ve said here about Elementary, just watch the finale of season 3 “A Controlled Descent” and tell me it didn’t absolutely gut you.


TL;DR: I rave about the Sherlock Series 4 and masochistically wait to hear if anybody will come and threaten me over it,.