“I think most of us fear reaching the end of our life, and looking back, regretting the moments we didn’t speak up. When we didn’t say ‘I love you.’ When we should’ve said ‘I’m sorry.’ When we didn’t stand up for ourselves or someone who needed help.”
이 시간엔 비가 오면 안됐어 그 노래를 난 또 틀고 말았어 내 귀에 흥얼거린 기분 좋은 멜로디 날 두드리는 그 기억을 난 못 이겨 그 날 밤 그 눈을 보면 안 됐어 끝내 못 한 몇 마디를 머금은 채로 잠 드는 밤 “This time I don’t want the rain because I always end up playing that song, again… Humming in my ear is that pleasant melody. Those memories, like the beat hitting me. I can’t win… That night I shouldn’t have looked into those eyes. Unfinished was the nighttime, with words swallowed back I return to dreamland.”
[on his advice to aspiring actors] I guess I would say, “Don’t be afraid to fail.” It’s not the end of the world, and in many ways, it’s the first step toward learning something and getting better at it. If you live your entire life never having failed at anything, it’s got to be a weirdly false existence in so many ways. So I think that-depending upon the age, obviously-that would be my bit of advice. Just don’t be afraid to fail.
can you do a blurb where you have begun dating Niall you volunteered to babysit freddie and everything is fine with you and freddie at first but its all gone crazy after a while and your freaking out cause you don't want louis or even niall to think you screwed up?? All these baby blurbs i NEED one where you are babysitting freddie for the first time pleaseeeee???? I love your writing!!!
Could you do a blurb about you and Niall being really close friends and he is babysitting either Freddie or Liam’s baby and asks you to keep him company and watch the kids with him and then he sees you interacting with the kids and realizes he is in love with you?
A/N: This isn’t edited - at all. I got these two requests and sort of combined them. Ended up being kind of a friends to lovers. But all fluff. Fluffiest fluff. Enjoy!!!
The wailing starts back up the minute you sit down on the couch. Freddie’s baby monitor lights up, and you pull yourself up to check the small, black and white screen. Louis had warned you that he was teething, and you’d assured him you could handle it. Niall seemed a little more reluctant to believe the brave face you were putting on, but that still didn’t stop him from hopping in the front seat of Louis’ Range Rover to head out to some charity luncheon. If you and Niall hadn’t been such close friends for so long, you probably would’ve been better at pretending to know what to do with a baby. If you hadn’t been in love with Niall for so long, you probably wouldn’t have agreed to help him out by babysitting for his mate’s one year old either. But, alas, here you are. And you are in way over your head.
You collect some of the supplies Louis had set out for you and trundle back up the stairs to the nursery. According to the schedule Louis has typed out for when Freddie is at his house, he should be taking at least a 2 hour nap right now. You don’t know a lot about babies, but you do know that if they’re sleep schedule gets screwed up, their whole night is going to be a disaster. You tiptoe into the nursery and find Freddie with his fat little hands gripping onto the side of the crib. His cheeks are wet from the crocodile tears spilling from his bright blue eyes. You’ve measured out the exact amount of infant tylenol into a dropper, and have a warm sippy cup of milk on stand by. You scoop him out of his crib and settle into the plush glider in the corner of the serene room. Freddie squirms a bit, still a little unsure of you, but happy to be in someone’s arms nonetheless. “I know, I know. Babies can smell fear. Your Uncle Niall told me.” Freddie blinks up at you and kicks his chubby legs out. You dribble the tylenol into his mouth, thanking God and whoever else is listening that he takes it without a fuss. Curling your legs underneath your bum, you pull a small blanket from the basket next to the chair and get settled in with Freddie snuggled in your arms. He’s happily sucking on the sippy cup and your stress level is rapidly going down with the soft suckles and coos coming from this precious baby.
this is for those of you that want to know how to make your OWN rp icon overlays/borders/coloring and psds. you WILL need photoshop for this, and though i won’t be providing a link to download it free-there are videos and other links out there that can get you it for free (bc we are all sneaky ppl that dont want to pay our life’s savings just to edit photos).
This will teach you to-
go from this:
And also just how to make your own borders basically.
“Self doubt can be like falling down a rabbit hole, and it’s hard to tell whether it will end in some new epiphany or in feeling lost and defeated. You have to be the judge of when to just take it easy on yourself. Taking things on step at a time is an exhausting process for impatient people like you and me, but I think one day you’ll look up and look around and see that finding yourself wasn’t as terrifying as you thought it would be.”
5. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
My Growing Girl
The party was in a full swing, music blaring all the way to the brim of the lawn, with flashing lights that hung above the high ceiling, people danced with their significant others, while some shared drinks with each other. The Barnes family had just entered the party Tony had insisted on them joining.
“Typical Tony…” Bucky grumbled, shoving his perfectly gelled hair back, holding onto his wife, while his daughter was hiked up over his arm, her hand wrapped around his neck while the other hand had been wrapped around a brown teddy bear and a white covered book.
Bucky never understood why his daughter found a fascination in books, albeit he still bought her special editions, of course Natalia had raised the bar when she bought his daughter books from their birth of origin. Once the Black Widdo had known of Bucky’s daughters love for books, she just couldn’t stop her smothering. She loved the child to no end, and Bucky couldn’t ask for a better god mother then Natasha herself.
“Daddy, Where is Grant?” Rebecca asked, tugging her dads long locks to get his attention, his eyes were drifting to his wife, who seemed a bit Unpleased at the moment.
“Sorry, Becca, he might be in the kitchen…” James answered, already coming to a conclusion about his best friends son. Buchanan placed his daughter down on her own two feet, dusting her white plain shirt with lace short sleeves, before fixing her blue jeans buttons and pointed to the left side of the living compound. She nodded her head, her chestnut curls bouncing with her nodes.
“Be careful,” Her mother warned, not enjoying the atmosphere with many business men and their loaded shots of alcohol. Rebecca stole a single kiss from her dad before she went wobbling been the legs of men and women to the kitchen with her brown bear- curtesy of Sam, and her white book.
“We shouldn’t let our daughter wander off by her self-” (Y/N) spoke as she placed a finger to her chin, trying to find half her friends.
Bucky shrugged his shoulders, “It’s not like she’s gonna do anything, She’ll be with Steve’s Kid.” Bucky assured, slinking a hand around her waist, resting just above the curve of her ass. The lady nodded, her own curls now bouncing, she fixed the low cut of her dress that ended just above her belly. The white fabric hugged her curves perfectly, ending just above her shin. With white jeweled heels to compliment her looks. Bucky whistled, catching her attention. His smirk never leaving his face.
“What are grinning at?” She demanded, her crimson strained lips pouted, as she fixed the dip again feeling a bit unconscious at the amount of cleavage held on display. He shrugged his shoulders, but dipped his head below her ears and kissed at her shoulder blade.
“Natasha coming on your six.” Bucky whispered into his wife’s ear, as he passed on the love act as a simple whisper. True to his words, a red head had sauntered over to the married couple, her hips swaying from side to side in her body con red dress, Her gaze never leaving the girl before her.
“Hello~” Natasha sang, grabbing Bucky’s wife and dragging her over to a group of girls, leaving Bucky alone to watch his wife’s retreating back.
He stayed in place for a while, until he just couldn’t see his wife’s back anymore, so James walked past many rich men, many horny women, many people shoving their asses up his penis, but finally made it to the kitchen, he swung the white doors apart. And instantly his gaze had fallen on his daughter.
She was alone, No Grant or anyone beside her. Just the bear that was placed over her lap and the white book that’s she had started to read all over again.
The young girl was a carbon copy of her dad, quite, silent, loving, charming, but mostly lonely. If it wasn’t for Grant the poor girl wouldn’t even have a kid her age to hang with. She would always be spotted with one of the avengers, or spending her time with her family.
He walked to her, then sat down behind her on the bay window. The expensive fur that was thrown on for display was soft to the touch as he extended his arm around her, to show her he was here beside her.
“What’s going on Pumpkin?” Bucky asked softly, nuzzling his head on the small of her back, taking in her scent of baby shampoo. When she didn’t reply, Bucky got a bit worried, so he moved his head to hook it on her shoulder, almost giving all his weight on his daughters back. “Princess…?” Bucky trailed, watching as his daughter contributed to flip pages and skim through words she would have probably learned like the back of her head by now. “Rebecca…?” Bucky grumbled, once he understood his daughter was ignoring him, he couldn’t help but wonder why?
So he poked her sides, then poked her shoulders, and head, followed by her legs, but she wouldn’t even budge, not even a single emotion dropped from her face. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” Bucky murmured as he continued to jab his finger in various places of her body. Until she breathed out a sigh, “Daddy I’m bored.” She stated, then looked back at her book. It didn’t take a genius to know she was lying to her father with one of the best strait faces any kid could ever muster.
“What’s really going on cupcake?” Bucky asked, shutting her book and hoisted her up his legs. Her head draped over his chest.
“I wanted to hang out with Grant but he’s with this other girl.” She explained, bringing her bear closer to her chest when she couldn’t continue her explanation.
Bucky released an audible sigh of worry, Already his daughter was falling head over heels for his best friends oblivious son. So Bucky did what any other father would do at the time, wrap his hands around her tiny form and hook his chin over her head, while she silently let her sadness pour out with tears. “I love you Rebecca.” Bucky spoke softly, his lips found the roots of her head and placed a moist kiss that ignited her head with love and adoration. She nodded, now wrapping her hands around her dads ribcage. Snuggling closer to his many musk, and kissing his chest through his vest.
Since each arc in PokeSpe has a theme to it, it seems like BW2’s theme is going to be “bonds”.
So far we have;
-Colress trying to control Pokémon with machines because as he says, a simple “bond” with his pokemon wasn’t enough to win the league. This will most likely point out the importance of friendship with your pokemon later in the arc. (Colress also congratulates Lack-two on using a luxury ball to capture Genesect).
-We have Lack-two at first not wanting a partner pokemon but then forming a bond with Dewott (which is currently unnamed). Plus Lack-two’s unwillingness to work with others in general.
-Whi-two’s devotion to N and her trying to find/reunite with him.
N’s Zorua was also left behind in BW meaning that little guys either looking for N and/or going to end up with Whi-two.
-Cheren regretting choosing the pursuit of true strength over his friendship with his pokemon (particularly Snivy). He also regrets what had happened between himself and Black at the league.
-Keldeo trying to revive the three mooskateers (even sleeping by the rock they had practiced Secret Sword on together :’( ). Plus Lack-Two and Keldeo now working together.
-And lastly, of course we have Bianca, Cheren and White all grieving for Black with the two former characters trying to locate the light stone.
I am really interested in seeing how this arc plays out.
EDIT: Whoops, forgot an important one..
-We also have Hugh’s bond with his sister which he hides even though he cares about her. If Purlion takes the route of the games it’s going to be feral when Hugh gets it back, meaning having to be bonded with again.
늘 좋을 줄 만 알았던 너와의 기억도 풀리지 않던 오해 및 상처만 남아 싫어도 헤어져란 말은 끝까지 참았어야만 했는데 싸우고 다투던 그때가 지금보단 나을텐데 “Memories of you and I, I thought were always good. Only misunderstandings that weren’t cleared up and scars remained and I hated it - I knew I should have held in the words ‘let’s break up’ till the end but… The days we used to fight and argue are way better than now.
Song: Missing You By: G-Dragon ft.
Kim Yuna of Jaurim
And after a loooong week - I’m comfortably lazing about on my bed and typing headcanons ya boi
Aaaand I can’t stop thinking about Marineford HQ dinner parties BC HOT DAMN IMAGINE
Marineford HQ dinner party HCs:
Coby in a suit and being a nervous wreck because this is his first ever party in the HQ. Helmeppo is worried too, except he’s busy trying to calm Coby down because the poor boy is sweating so much. Help them.
Smoker puffing away with 3 cigars between his lips and irritated as fuck. He hates formal parties so much and the nosy noble ladies who talks shit about his colleges while fawning over him (he’s rolling his eyes so hard)
HINA IN A FORMAL SUIT OH BOY. She’s hanging out around Smoker too and glares at the shitty nobles behind her sunglasses together with him, red wine swirling in her glass.
Tashigi feels so awkward but whenever a condescending man makes a remark about her status as a swordswoman, she makes sure to stare at them in the eyes as she sloooowly positions her sword into clear view. Without blinking. Plus she rocks in her dress my beautiful baby
Jango and Fullbody going nuts at a corner even in their formal wear. The dance party is hella crazy and everyone’s popping champagne and there’s strobe lights everywhere over at where that group is. JANGO STILL WEARS HIS DUMB SUNGLASSES ON
Garp’s loud as usual but he’s pretty well-behaved (at first). 10 mins into the event he’s already over at the food table, and the Vice-Admiral somehow appears everywhere??? He’s gone when you blink and the next time you know you hear his roaring laughter when Fullbody slips and crashed into poor Coby
Sengoku has to socialize (to his chagrin bc he would rather not go near the… world nobles if he can but hey being Fleet Admiral is a crazy job). You think he’s calm but if you squint, you can see his pinky twitch when someone’s being stupid.
Vice-Admiral Tsuru is owning the room with her formal suit this year (her dress last event blown the competition away shhh). She coolly swirls her wine glass in her seat with her crew, but she sweeps her gaze around as she looks out for the juniors.
Also, she roasts all the nobles without them knowing. Coolest Mom ever everyone go home
All the Admirals are pretty disgruntled tbh
You’d think Kizaru would love these events and yeah he does! Without the nobles, that is. He’s pretty amused throughout and has no problems chatting up ladies and engaging in conversations (one of the nobles made an offhanded remark of how The Shiny One is their favorite and you can see Borsalino twitch, even with his smile on)
Akainu is dying inside please help him.
Aokiji is pretty chill about this whole thing, plus the ladies are kinda a bonus eXCEPT FOR THAT OLD HAG WHO KEEPS TRYING TO BUTTER HIM UP??? He’s trying to inch away but in the end he just gave up and falls asleep in his seat in an attempt to get her to leave him alone.
Spoilers: she doesn’t.
So the Vice-Admiral squad are scattered by the crowd but they do stick together in pairs.
Strawberry is wine-tasting with Hina and his brows are furrowed with sympathy as he watches Dalmatian evading (as normal as possible) with increasing panic as a couple of the nobles pets are trying to slobber him up throughout the room
While still in their 30m leash jesUS CHRIST
Stainless and Cancer are having the time of their lives with Jango’s mini-secret party.
Yamakaji and Onigumo are like subtlety roasting each other as they navigate the room towards the balcony so they can escape the company take a smoke break.
Poor Momonga is manhandled by Kizaru into helping the Admiral to avoid the scary old lady who just changed her target.
Garp’s trapped by a group temporarily and his eyes are darting around for an escape route (ahahaha no Garp you better discuss the weather and politics with the lovely snobby women)
Spoilers: Sengoku lured him into the trap
NOW the old hag is chasing after a silently screaming Coby. Helmeppo is trying his best to keep up with a rope in his hands.
One condescending man insulted Hina’s status as a woman. Both Hina and Smoker shared a terrifying look between each other, before the three disappears out into the hallways, dragging the unfortunately not-important man by his collars.
A couple of men roped Akainu into politics talk that turned into a bragging session of ‘who’s slaves are worth more’. Akainu looked like he just sucked on a particularly sour lemon, as a few quiet drops of magma dripped from his right fist.
While Garp escaped by hauling a very confused officer (it’s Jerry) into taking his place.
Bastille has to entertain some very rude people questioning his heritage. He wordlessly pulled out his shark cleaver to polish, and they back off within 3 seconds.
One of the dogs crashed into the goat OH BOY YOUFUCKED UP
Dalmatian is now saved, as the Fleet-Admiral’s goat begins to DESTROY THE MUTTS. THERE IS NO MERCY FOR THE OFFENDERS
Hina and Smoker are back with… expensive-looking wine and snacks??? Tashigi asks when did they bought those and was given an empty wallet belonging to none of them?
Coincidentally, Tsuru found a beaten-up thug outside and she just steps over him without a glance because he looks like a bastard. Aaaand maybe it’s ‘cause she heard him insult one of her officers earlier in the hall.
The rich hag ends up sticking to Akainu like a thorn. Sakazuki breaks his wine glass as she chatters away while obviously ogling him. Behind the curtains you see Borsalino, Kuzan, and two recruits with pink and blond hair sneaking away into the night.
Sengoku is exhausted™
I’ll edit this post tmr but anyway MARINE HQ DINNER PARTY GOODNIGHT EVERYONE
With a loud click and an even louder buzzing sound, the very
bright fluorescent lights come to life, lighting up in rows,
starting from Lawrence’s end and moving towards Adam. As they
come on, Adam is nearly blinded by the sudden change from pitch
black to bright white and squints in pain, holding up his arms
to cover his face. // THE SAW SCRIPT //
First, it takes a classic movie that is favorite of angry old men - I mean, the original had Steve McQueen and Charles Bronson - and puts our creepy multiethnic sjw fingers all over the reboot.
Native American characters being played by Native Americans.
Asian characters being played by Asians.
A Mexican character being played by an actual Mexican. ( Manuel Garcia-Rulfo should get half a dozen pilot offers from the networks based on this one movie alone.)
Now Martin Sensmeier is Tlingit, not Cherokee, but it’s a huge step up from Johnny Depp. And
Byung-hun Lee is Korean, not Chinese, but at least he’s not a white guy with a tan. (See edit at end of post.)
It’s so much more historically accurate to have a black, an asian, an hispanic, a native american, and three white guys than a pale white western. And they aren’t perfect. There is lots of casual racism, which is accurate for the time. They’re alcoholic. They insult each other in a variety of languages. They have PTSD. They’re assholes to each other, but they have each others’ backs too.
Also, the movie starts by a beautiful man being killed to fuel the female character’s revenge arc. Yay for womanpain!
Finally, it’s an amazing movie. Really. I love westerns, but this is just a great movie. Everybody puts in amazing performances. The cinematography is beautiful. It would get Oscar noms for the acting if it wasn’t a genre movie. Hell, Denzel might get one. The Academy loves Denzel. D’Onofrio might pull a supporting actor nom, too. The problem the other actors face is that there are so many of them that it prevents any of them from having enough screen time to put together a convincing nomination reel.
Go see it. You won’t regret it.
Editing the original post to say:
I got a reply from @horrorhouses that said:
Except billy rocks wasn’t Chinese and nowhere in the film does billy say he is? Fuqua even calls billy Korean in an interview.
So, I would like to apologize for getting that wrong. I can identify three possible sources of the mistake. 1) The characters might have referred to him as Chinese in the movie and I didn’t realize they were being racist. I’d have to go watch the movie again to verify this because I don’t really know. 2) The history I have been taught has only included Chinese immigrants coming over to the USA in that era, which is also racist, and I need to learn more. 3) My own assumption was that he was Chinese and that’s racist of me. Also not realizing the characters were racist in this regard (if that happened) when I recognized the racism in so many other senses, is also racist. So regardless of how it happened, I apologize for being racist. I apologize for the offense I caused. That it wasn’t intentional is no excuse. It was still racist. And I promise to try to do better in the future. I really am sorry for the offensive statement.
In this business, fame lasts for a second. You can be blown up and be blown down. People keep losing interest in faces because new ones come along every single second. I’m one at the moment. Tomorrow, I won’t be. That’s cool. I’m not saying that when it does end, I’ll be like, “Yay! It’s ending.” But I’ll move on and do something else because that’s what has to be done. It’s about survival. If you’re sad about it, then you’re in the wrong job.
“When it comes down to it, a band is more than just talent, practice, and determination. It’s a brotherhood.” - Ezra
Say hello to this underrated, precious gem: Erza. Made it in black and white and I tried to make it appear like some band poster, but failed. ಠ_ృ We need more Ezra-love. the more i look at this, the more it looks like Drake - ★
“Temptation was the color white. It was black ink, quivering at the point of a pen’s nib. It was Kestrel, writing in her study. She wrote a letter to Arin. She wrote her reasons. She wrote her heart. Everything was inked in quick and heavy lines. Nothing was crossed out. It looked up at her: bare, black-and-white honesty. That was temptation. But this was reality: the fire that burned low on the grate, despite the high spring weather, despite the nearing end of spring and the climb of days toward the Firstsummer wedding. Reality was red. It was hot, hungry, snapping. It ate whatever Kestrel fed it.”
Excerpt From: Marie Rutkoski. “The Winner’s Crime.”