everybody needs to see this movie

Why “Beauty and the Beast” was actually pretty great:
  • the music is not good, it’s great
  • production design, costumes (even the freaking yellow dress which is actually quite gorgeous on camera), everything is truly beautiful and quite breathtaking at moments
  • the acting was surprisingly wonderful. it’s disney, it’ll be cheesy at moments—but for the most part, it was terrific
  • this is not a childish adaptation
  • when it gets dark, it gets DARK. 
  • g a s t o n
  • new songs! new character development! 
  • the cgi is not even that bad. in fact, there are moments when it’s pretty seamless. the practical sets and effects compensated for it, in my mind.
  • and when it’s wonky? you won’t care because you’ll be too busy smiling
  • there is some hilarious shit in this movie
  • the beast’s expressions are actually amazing; you can really see the actor moving beneath them 
  • T H E    M U S I C
  • you get to see little kids and adults all freaking out the whole time
  • emma watson will make your heart stop she is so beautiful
  • sneaky political/ethical gestures that made me cheer
  • this movie is so pure and we need that right now
  • and by the end? i just started laughing and crying—in excess joy. i couldn’t believe it. i’ve never been moved by a movie like that in my life.
  • it won’t please everybody but if you loved the original and if you are prepared to attempt to enjoy it for what it is—a colorful, painterly, vibrant adaptation of a beloved story—then go watch it.

anonymous asked:

"I believe he explicitly mentioned Apaches" omg seriously? i always thought the reaver/native american thing was done in kind of an ignorant white boy way of thinking, 'well i really like this trope and sure it's racist, but i'm going to take out all the people of color and make everybody white, so now it can't be racist anymore, see? SEE?' but like, comparing them to a specific native american nation. that takes away all plausible deniability that you didn't know what you were doing.

I went and dug up the original quote, because I wasn’t sure if I was remembering it properly: 

“The movie deals with the Reavers in a way that ’Firefly’ would have as time went on,” said Whedon. “Every story needs a monster. In the stories of the old west it was the Apaches.” He explained how he removed the racial aspect of the Apache metaphor by using the Reavers. “I used that example by saying that anyone who goes out into space and goes mad can become a monster.” He also commented on the use of a strict western and horror vernacular to create his story. (x)

I’m not sure how exactly he thinks he “removed the racial aspect” by substituting mindless monsters for Native Americans, but  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Joss Whedon, guys. 

Old Roderick Heffley- A Nickelodeon Girls Parody

Hello, 20th Century Fox

Hi, sorry to disturb you post production

I have a serious inquiry directed towards Jeff Kinney


You know y’all used to have a fire Roderick

When I watch a movie, I’m trying to see my favorite Roderick

Jasper Jordan? Atom from Adoration? Oh my God

And now all you got is this Charlie Wright

Bruh, I’m not a moron

I’m not trying to look at this guy and get aroused

Now I can’t watch Diary of a Wimpy kid with a finger in my vag anymore

Now I’m fucking upset

This is some fucking bullshit

Jeff Kinney

Bring the old Roderick back

I need the old Roderick, I need the old Roderick

The new guy you’re trying is wack

Jeff Kinney

I’m just trying to sexually function

But now this that you made this big blunder

My orgasms will suffer

Jeff fucking Kinney (Kinney)

This ain’t a fucking game shit

I wanna watch a movie

with my hand on my clit

I wanna see my Heffley

Not fucking this shit

Return Devon Bostik

Or you gon get it bitch

Oh Devon, Oh Devon

I don’t care if you are a distraction

As long as you given me action

And cameras gon’ film the reaction

Your band gonna join in,

And lick me a good one

Old Roderick Heffley

Can’t live without him (whew)

Old Roderick Heffley

I know I’m not too hefty

I can put you in a coma

Have brunch hella deftly (fancy)

My puss put you in a coffin

All night screaming and tossing

Loded Diaper?

I’d be your candy striper

Devon Bostik’s my rock

And y’all better not gawk

You can find me in his bed

Sucking on that cock

Devon B, you’re a little bit crazy

But I’d still have your babies (whew)

Go down like a bitch with the rabies

Y’all can’t save me

Uh, a little bit a weed, hard liquor for the ladies

Got me feeling like a young Jeff Kinney from the 80’s

With a game designer dream and no black Mercedes

I’m playing with the balls like Brady (ay)

Fuck off with the shitty new Roderick with his stupid shit

I wanna see the one with a body fit

And I don’t want to be the one to be a little bitch about it

But I’m just saying what everybody is thinking (hahahahaha)

Where’s that Bostik at?

Jeff Kinney why you ruining your business?

You realize I’d probably buy your movie if you keep all the cast

And the ratings all stable

Cuz I ain’t tryin to see new Roderick looking unable

Cuz I’m not into that Wright boy

I’m not trying to see that shit (c'mon man)

The guy I have sexualized is between being 20 and 30


I’m just saying you should switch back Roderick

So I can watch after 10:30 (30!)

Jeff Kinney

Bring the old Roderick back

I need the old Roderick, I need the old Roderick

I need the old Roderick back

I love you Jeff Kinney, just please bring him back

So I had an idea. It’s not fanfiction, it’s about a writer and their muses, but then I got to thinking, “who would play the characters in this if it WERE fanfiction?” So yeah, here you go.


Gadreel would play drama/angst. When he’s sober, he likes to add a dramatic flare to writing (Ie. Juliet finds out that Romeo has been lying to her for years now). But when he’s drunk, he likes to torture characters, kill them, and make a perfectly good healthy character go rotten. Keep the booze away from this one. 


Sam loves everything romantic. If you give him a plot line, he will more than likely insert a fifty-page chapter about how their eyes locked. He does not get along well with Gadreel, seeing as that angsty sonovabitch always ruins his happy plots! “Love is pain” says Gadreel, and Sam can’t stand it.


Who else but Gabriel? He believes that anything can be funny, puns are his favorite, though. He loves collabing with Dean, because even if they’re so very different, their genres somehow mesh well together. He’s tried to collaborate with Gadreel in the past, but sometimes he makes Gadreel get too sidetracked in laughing his ass off.


Ok but who else but Gunner? “Football. Circa ‘99, Dick Vermeil – best coach. Basketball circa ‘84 –” He spits out random facts about sports, tries to insert them into every single plot, and knows movies of every genre that fit sports into it. He may be a sports loving Jock, but he ain’t no fool.


Dean is sure that licking and sticking can fit into any story. Hell, why do you think that horror movies always have those sexy scenes where the teens get murdered right after boning? Because porn is life. He absolutely adores working with Gabriel, because porn parodies make everybody happy.


John freaking Winchester. Need I say more?


Look at that face. Does that look like the face of a man who would hurt you? Well, yes, Alastair does have that face because…well, he is the horror muse, after all. Gore. Ghosts. Jumpscares. Oooh to see your horrified gaze is ecstasy, he truly truly thrives off of your fear. “I write what comes to me, it’s not my fault that I’ve got delicious amounts of pain flooding through my imagination.” He’s so bad, but when the plot needs it, he’s got the special kind of fear-inducing ability that everyone needs.


Is it any surprise that Sully is the fluff muse? He’s full of sugary sweet goodness, and boy does he love working with Gabriel, laughter is basically the fruit of life. On the other hand, he stays far far away from Alastair and Gadreel. I don’t even need to mention that he and Sam collaborate quite often, making super fluffy romance stories c:


Castiel loves a good mystery. That is all.


Charlie! She was in Oz for crying out loud! SHE LED A (fake) ARMY INTO WAR! If there’s anyone who’d help you write a good ass adventure story, it’s her. She focuses on the journey, and not the destination, so there’s always a world of possibilities. She and John makes the best action/adventure stories in this universe.

The Marvel fandom hates women.
  • They want a Black Widow movie..but will put down other women for the sake of keeping Nat high.
  • They want to Agent Carter renewed…but erase her from Steve’s life as if she never existed to him
  • They don’t want Bruce paired with Natasha…but also forget Betty Ross literally exists and nobody seems to even care for her because she would be “irrelevant”.
  • They want Daisy Johnson and Jessica Jones to live happy…but ship them with Grant Ward and Kilgrave
  • They want Steve and Bucky to be the first canonically gay MCU ship…but trash the hell out of Sharon Carter because she…”gets in the way of their white male gay ship.” (but they won’t hate Natatsha no?)
  • They want Marvel women to be more appreciated and loved, but will tear down others in the process and diminish them to nothing.

This fandom is so FULL of hypocrisy it’s embarrassing, we are NOT progressive, we do NOT practice what we preach to others, we are full of misogynistic trash.

We don’t really care for Marvel women, it’s all just a joke to make us look better.

Maybe we don’t deserve a Black Widow movie or a Captain Marvel movie or Jessica Jones or Agent Carter- because all I see is endless mistreatment of women in the universe.

EDIT : I’ve had few replies saying that this is generalizing the entire fandom, I am well aware that this should not be a reflection of everybody, but as of late it HAS become more apparent, the fandom has become SO divisive since AOU, characters that shouldn’t be trashed are, ship wars are getting out of fucking control, and this fandom is about ready to finally crash and burn. And shit needs to be called out because now it is just NOT okay. I’m also aware that part of this is on Marvel for not treating the female characters with proper respect, I will not deny that- but this post is calling out the FANS who are further contributing to this problem.

There’s a difference between having legitimate criticisms over a character and just trashing a character because she’s just a bitch and needs to die for no good reason. We should not pretend women like Pepper Potts, and Peggy Carter don’t exists (there have been fics that have been said to erase these women from characters lives, something that is also not okay). How are we supporting women by shipping them with men who abuse them and rape them?

Those who are doing know who they are, and they should just stop because they’re not needed.

“You’re back.” Theo Raeken

Ever since Theo has come back from hell things have been different. He’s been different. Yes, everyone still hates him and wants him gone again, but not me. We’ve never admitted our feelings for each other and now that he’s back things have been awkward. It was obvious we loved each other before, we both know that, but now I don’t know what will happen. Before, we were basically inseparable. I could tell him things I’ve never told anyone before and the same with him. He let me in on his sister’s death, how he really felt inside, and when he first met the dread doctors when he was young. I would sit and listen because… Nobody’s perfect. Everybody does bad things and has a past. And I love Theo enough to see past that. The others have yet to come around, but I’ll convince them sooner or later to trust Theo.

“Y/N, want some?” Theo offers. He ordered a pizza to my house for movie night, something he and I did whenever things got too hectic in the supernatural world and we needed a break from reality. I shake my head. “No thanks.” I would probably barf if I ate something now. My stomach is already full with my feelings for Theo. I thought I could just return to things being how they used to be with him, but I don’t think I can. My real feelings are going to come out like word vomit any moment now. “Okay.” He gives me a strange look, he knows pizza is my favorite and I would never turn down an opportunity to have a slice. He puts away the pizza and turns on Netflix while I grab the comfiest blankets. He turns on a classic, Clueless, one of my favorites. “Why this one? Let’s watch something you like.” I bet he didn’t get much tv time down in hell. “No, I do like this one. Besides, I know it’s your favorite.” He turns it on and snuggles underneath the blankets with me. We get into a comfy cuddling position and watch in silence. I lay my head against his chest an d listen to the steady beat of his heart. It comforts me, always has. The first 30 minutes of the movie go by undisturbed. I can tell he’s looking at me from the corner of his eye, usually I would be quoting along the entire movie, but not tonight. He suddenly grabs the remote and pauses it, unwrapping himself from me and looking me straight in the eye. “Ok, Y/N. Something’s on your mind. I can tell. I know you.” He waits for me to spill, but I don’t. “You gonna talk?” “I just don’t get you!” I abruptly stand up from the couch and flail my hands, surprising Theo and myself. “You were gone, you were in freaking hell, Theo! Hell! And you come back and… Maybe you’re fine maybe you’re not, but I just need you to talk to me!” My words start as a yell, quieting down to a soft spoken plea. “Maybe I’m the one who needs to talk to you.” I sit back down and criss cross my legs. I can feel his eyes on me but I resist to look back. “I need to talk to you too.” He admits, making me look up from my lap. So we talk. For hours and hours we talk and just pour our hearts out to each other. We both get everything we possibly can off our chests and into the air between us. I listen as he describes the agony he went through everyday down there. How every second felt like hours, how his sister would never let him rest and tortured him with memories from the past. We both cry to each other, letting our most venerable parts be exposed. I never thought I would feel as close to another person like I do to Theo. It’s like he is my other half. We both know everything about each other now. Absolutely everything. Emotionally, I don’t know where I end and he begins.

After our talk, we’re both brushing away tears and choking back soft cries. A part of me cries for Theo; what he went through down in hell with his sister and everything before that. Another part of me cries in relief; I have never felt so emotionally free. “Theo, there’s one more thing I’ve been keeping from you.” He looks curious. We’ve been talking for four hours and I still have something to say? It sort of makes me giggle. He looks even more confused now that I’m laughing. “What?” He starts to chuckle along with me. “I just…” My gut tells me to just come out and say it. “I love you, Theo Raeken.” I look straight into his eyes as I speak those words. He blinks a few times, his brain processing the information I just gave him. My smile fades away, taking in the realization that he might not respond like I thought he would. “Y/N,” he sighs. “Please, just don’t say anything-“ “I love you too.” My eyebrows raise and I find myself tearing up again. “Y/N, I never thought I could love someone as much as I love you.” My throat closes up with tears and all I can do is nod and smile. “You are the only person to ever give me a chance. To listen to me, feel for me, and love me with all of my flaws anyway.” My face breaks out into a grin so big I can feel my jaw start to tremble. “God,” I choke out. “I’ve waited for that for too long.” I lunge from my position across from him into his lap and grab his face to attach our lips for an impeccably long kiss. He reciprocates, arms wrapping themselves around my waist and lips kissing me feverishly. His lips are like the inside of a rose petal, rough stubble prickling my skin in the most pleasurable way possible. We gasp for air between kisses, refusing to let go of each other. “I love you.” We murmur back and forth, not being able to fathom we can openly say that to each other now.

after seeing the lego batman movie (which was deliiightful!), i am now convinced that garrett needs to take dina to see the lego batman movie

it can be their accidental first date that they both insist is not a date so much as simply an answer to the fateful question “what in the name of god is lego batman?”

”you asked,” says garrett whenever something dately happens by accident to their mutual dismay (the cashier assumes garrett will pay for both tickets! dina, of course, takes offense at this and pays for both tickets with a kind of ferocity that leaves the cashier trembling in fright. later, garrett’s hand brushes dina’s over the bucket of popcorn that they decided to share for the purely pragmatic reason that movie popcorn is way too expensive. it’s popped corn, not diamonds). “this whole thing is on you.”

dina grumbles indignantly at said accusations at first. then the magic of lego batman fully casts its spell. when the movie has reached the point where the ‘friends are the family you choose’ theme emerges, she may or may not whisper, bright-eyed, staring rapt at the screen, “and sometimes your family can be birds.”

garrett smiles and then realizes he’s smiling and then pulls out his phone to text jonah the weird thing dina just said about her chosen family consisting of BIRDS – but then she looks over at him and gives him a little smile that’s almost like the smile of an actual human being instead of the fierce sneer of cloud 9′s very own bird lady batman, and so he puts his phone back. no big deal. it’s rude to text in the theatre. everybody knows that.

after this outing, they decide that they can be movie buddies and hookup buddies and there’s nothing weird about that, they’re totally cool, just two colleagues having sex and occasionally going to the movies. no biggity.

(”we on for b-and-the-b tonight?” garrett asks approximately one month later when he sees dina in the break room

“you know it,” dina says. “god, i wish i had a castle full of sentient objects at my command. there’d be no more need for any of you hoodlums around here. the products could sell themselves.”

yeah they could,” says garrett.

garrett and dina high five, because apparently that’s what they do now. then garrett goes off to slack and dina goes off to give glenn some fresh, terrifying hell.

“so they’re, like, really a couple now,” amy says

“garrett says they’re just hooking up,” jonah says, “but garrett also sent me a selfie of him with her birds. it did not come off as ironically as i think he intended it to. it looked like they had really bonded.”

“garrett’s a bird daddy,” amy says

“garrett’s a bird daddy,” jonah confirms grimly

“yikes,” says amy. “but also, aw?”

“i was conflicted too,” says jonah)

You know what relationship I wanna see develop next season of Sense8?

Wolfgang and Capheus. They honestly need to have more scenes together like did you see the way Capheus smiled when Wolfie came? Granted, Wolfie was ignoring everybody but I feel like that was the first time Wolfie visited him.
I also noticed how Cap’s friendship with Jela is like Wolfie’s friendship with Felix.
Like they both connect through action movies with Van Damme and Schwarzenegger.
There are a lot more interaction in the cluster I wanna see but these two are especially interesting to see develop.

Outsiders lazy day headcannons

- Darry loves his lazy days. he doesn’t have work so he just reclines back in his sofa chair thingy (lazyboy? idk) and reads the paper.

-Ponyboy is so bored OMG he’s nags everybody!

-”Darry i’m bored!”

-”Go read a book…”

-”i’ve read all my books!!”

-”Go paint a picture…..”

-”i’ve already PAINTED a thOUSAND!!”

-”….what’s One thousand and one gonna hurt.”

-Two-bit is wrapped in a blanket like a burito layed on the couch like a wooden plank.

-”Pony, i’m dying from unproductiveness. i-i don’t think i’m…gonna..ma-make i-”

-”Oh shut up Two-bit!”

`-Steve is eating them out of house and home O.,K

-Dally pacing or sitting somewhere tearing shards of paper

-Johnny shows up with homework, “Pony you wanna help me with this man??”

- “nnnNNNOOOOO nOt HoMewoRK!!’

-Sodapop is the only one not bored

-i mean this boy is full of energy!!! “C’mon guys why the long faces?”

-”we’ve been sitting here so long i guess they grew…”

-Dally tickling Johnny and Johnny getting irritated after a while then Johnny knocks over a lamp and the lamp breaks and Darry sees and is super pissed so he sends Dallas out of the house to buy a new one

-”where’my gonna get the money man?!”


-Two-bit spitting chewed up paper wads at everybody

-Pony still whining about being “bOreDDDD”

-Sodapop pretty much playing charades alone because nobody else is in a “happy happy mood”

-”Pony, your brothers’ a smileyface..” XD c;

-Steve was in the kitchen 4 like, daaa whole dangg dayyYYY

-they finally get pizza and watch a movie (of Pony’s choice 😉)

sorryyy these r so bad I NEED REQUESTSSS why do you think i write these IM BOREDDDD!!! I NEED REQUESTS I REPEAT REQUETSS NEEDED!!!

 So , 2017 is one for the record books already.   Wanna know why?  Let’s see where do i begin on my crazy mess of a situation , but also it’s going good too .   I just had a baby a month ago and got divorced all wrapped into one. See if you can top that.   I can’t believe i’m gunna be a single mother - i never thought that i’d be. Everybody please pray for my kids , there gunna need it. Now let’s get to the good.  I’m fucking Wonder Woman ! Sorry for the language , but i’m still freaking out. So is my mother.   Make sure to buy tickets for the movie - coming out June 2. Had to throw the promo out there.  Also Justice League is coming out. You’ll be seeing a lot more of me.  So buckle up or I apologize for me in advance. Not really - i think i’m pretty bad ass so.

Imagine.. Falling For Shannon Leto

“So I’m just standing there with this huge platter in my hands whilst this chef is trying to wrestle this crab out of the tank when it manages to catch his nose! I wish you had been there to see it!" 

You both erupted into laughter and didn’t stop for a good few minutes. You had been face timing Shannon for over an hour just generally talking about your week and what you had been doing. Whilst you had been meeting friends and going to university, he had been playing on stage and watching crabs and humans fight. Your laugh was so loud your room mate Mel came over, looked at your phone and smiled. His laugh was so loud it attracted  the attention of Tomo and Jared.

"Still just friends are we Shannon?” Jared spoke as Shannon’s face grew cold. Shannon angled his phone so that you could see Jared sat on the sofa with Emilia Clarke sat on his lap with his arms around her waist. They met at the SAG awards a few months ago and had recently gotten together. You had met her once in person and she was so lovely: you were so happy Jared had found someone like her. “Quit it!” Jared said as he pulled Emilia closer as to conceal both their faces as they both giggled together. 

Shannon shook his head. “You’d swear there were conjoined twins.. Eurgh!” He whispered as you both laughed a little. 

“Jared’s right!" Tomo pushed his chair with wheels backwards so he was just visible in the top left side of your iPhone screen. 

"Will you shut it?” Shannon hissed very seriously which made Tomo, as always, laugh. 

“Only if I get to be best man!" Tomo said as he pushed himself back out the screen.

"And I get to be maid of honour!” Shouted Jared from the other side. You couldn’t help but laugh at how they all were whilst Shannon took a bit of convincing. 

“I miss being with you guys a lot.” You whisper, not wanting anymore taunting to come Shannon’s way.

“I miss you more. Tomorrow morning we’ll be waiting at the airport for you, right? And I’ll be wanting the biggest hug in the world off of you, OK?” Shannon spoke, smiling.

“And more if you’re offering!" Tomo shouts in again. 

"Oh, Shannon.. Oh.. Oh Shannon.. Yes!” Jared taunted from the other side of the room which made Tomo and Emilia erupt into fits of laughter. You tried your best not to laugh yourself but eventually you became a mess of restrained giggles. 

“Before this gets any worse - I’ll see you tomorrow, shorty.” Shannon said with a smile. 

“See you tomorrow, muscles.” You replied.

For a while you did what you normally did at the end of a face time with Shannon. You’d both just sit there for a couple of seconds in silence just looking at each other. As if your minds spoke what your mouths did not. 


Your flight left at 2AM from London Heathrow Airport and you were to fly to LA for just over a week to spend sometime with Shannon and the others. You had been looking forward to this more than anything as you loved Los Angeles so much and you loved seeing them more. As your got into your seat for the 10 hour flight ahead of you, you reached into your pocket for your iPod. Shannon knew that you didn’t like flying much so he’d always make a play list for you to listen to and filled it with songs you loved, he loved and you both loved. He’d always title the play list differently, too. 

‘10 hours.. Then that hug.’ It read. This filled you with butterflies. 

You never got to see the songs before you listened to them as Shannon made sure you didn’t see them. You put the play list on shuffle and the first song that came on was one of both your favourites: A Daydream Away - All Time Low. 

you’re just a daydream away, I wouldn’t know what to say if I had you..


Half an hour before arriving, you got a text from Mel.

'Hey - Have a lovely time with the boyfriend, wont you? Don’t feel too guilty leaving me.. I give you enough teasing so this makes up for it ;-) Ring me when you arrive! I love you (as does Shan) <3’

You turned to face out of the plane window where all you could see were fluffy clouds and buildings scattered all below you. You’d met Jared on the set of Dallas Buyers Club as you’d done a training course helping out certain scenes of filming and you had just gotten talking and became good friends. Over the next few weeks you became very close with Jared and would spend weekends with the rest of 30 Seconds To Mars and a few of their friends. Nothing ever happened between you and Jared although it could have. For some reason, it never did, but there was always something. That was until you first saw Shannon one weekend that Jared had bought you home. He stood just over 5'9 (which towered over your 5'5 - hence the nickname 'shorty’ he gave to you the first time you ever met) with swept up hair and his deep hazel eyes that differed so much from Jared’s. Something instantly clicked between the two of you and between joking insults and fake fights: you realised that Shannon was different from any other guy you had ever met. You had only ever had one previous boyfriend about 2 years ago for just over 6 months but nothing could compare to this. You felt a brick in the walls you had made around yourself be removed and a smiling face with hazel eyes beaming at you through it. 

You loved the gentle flirting and the joking insults more than the real thing. 

Finally, you arrived in LA.


Walking through the doors of arrival - you saw five people awaiting you. Tomo - smiling and happy as always. Alice - a friend you’d made on the Dallas Buyers Club set and  friend of Tomo’s and yours. Jared - looking as good as always with the beautiful Emilia in his arms who was beaming at you already. And Shannon. He wore tight blue jeans with black boots and a red t-shirt with a leather jacket on top. He took off his sunglasses and raced over to you. 

"As promised.” You say but before you had time to wrap your arms around him, his was already around you and you were off the floor. He exhaled and you could feel him smiling into your hair. 

“Why do you have to live so far away?” Shannon said in a deep, husky voice. It was 12PM and it was obvious he hadn’t been up for long. 

“Well for the next week or so I won’t be - I’ll be right here.” You say as his grip tightens which starts to hurt as he is unaware of his own strength. 

“That’s exactly where I’ve needed you.” He spoke. 

“Muscles.. I need to breathe..” You chuckle as he quickly loosens his grip and places you on the floor. 

“Sorry shorty!” He said as he ruffled your hair. 

He put his hand on the bottom of your lower back and slowly guided you over to the others.

“Hey there kiddo - long time no see!" Tomo said as he gave you a quick embrace. 

"Nice to see you! It’s been weird not having you around! We’ve missed you.” Jared said as he gave you a kiss on the cheek and smiled.

“It’s so good to meet you again, you know, not including the face time chats..” Emilia winked at you and gave you a hug. 

“Hey!”, Alice said as she hugged you. “Can you just move to LA please? I’ve missed you!" 

It was so nice to feel accepted in this group of friends. It was so lovely to have friends both in the UK and LA although it is hard to keep both of the bonds as tight as they can be. 

"Let’s go then guys - Shannon’s driving!" Tomo shouted as everyone started laughing. Shannon always got so aggressive and angry when he was driving so since he nearly punched someone when they pulled out in front of him - he was not allowed anywhere near the steering wheel. Slowly everyone started to dissipate and go to the exit whereas Shannon held onto your arm so you were both at the back. He turned to you when everyone had left and put his arms around your waist as you put yours around his shoulders. 

Neither of you said anything for a few seconds as you both just looked at each other. Shannon slowly pressed his forehead against yours and then kissed it. 

"This is all I’ve wanted since the minute I said goodbye to you.” He spoke. Never one for sentimentality - you couldn’t help but get a bit choked up. 

“I’ve never missed anyone as much as you.” You whispered back. Your smile was evident in your voice as was his. Once again you both hugged and rocked gently. 

“Shannon I think she’ll want her lungs by the end of this visit.. Get a room!" Tomo shouted. Shannon’s muscles tensed as he stood up and returned his right hand to your back and guided you to them. 

"As if they get it..” Shannon whispered which made you both start chuckling. 


You got back to the house just after 12:30 and you hadn’t slept much on the flight and jet-lag had already starting to show it’s head. You had just over 4 hours before you had to start getting ready for a meal with Shannon’s Mum Constance and the everybody else. The next week was packed with visits to the beach and various places in LA to see various things however - today was dedicated to spending time with the people you hadn’t seen in months. Emilia had only arrived the day before so Jared was desperate to spend more time with her and equally with you and Shannon. The weather had started to cloud over somewhat anyway so you all decided to get some food and drink and sit in the huge living room together. 

“Catching Fire? I  need to go and see that movie! Number one was awesome!" Tomo spoke with enthusiasm with Alice. They were the ones mainly doing the talking with the group as Jared and Emilia sat on the sofa with her on his lap and them holding hands talking quietly and laughing every so often to the right of you. To the left, Tomo sat on a beanbag on the floor and Alice cross-legged on the sofa. Which left you and Shannon in the middle. Without saying anything: Shannon wrapped his huge arms around your waist and pulled you to the side of him as he told you to rest your head on his shoulder. The next 2 hours or so consisted of all 6 of you talking about everything that had happened recently and laughing a lot which made you feel like you’d never really been away at all. Jared and Emilia had been at a party until the late hours of the morning last night so they both fell asleep on the sofa they both lay on together. Tomo and Alice continued to talk about films until eventually Tomo took her to see the huge movie collection that he owned. Shannon turned your head to look up to his. 

"You can go to sleep you know - you look really tired.” He whispered.

“Oh thanks Muscles,” You laughed as you stretched. “I do want to be awake to meet Constance later.” Shannon instantly lay down across the sofa and pulled you on top of him so your head was on his chest and his arms were draped around your waist. You fell asleep to the sound of his steady breathing.

You heard the footsteps of Tomo and Alice returning. 

“Light weights." Tomo chuckled. 

"Lets watch Borat next door..” Alice said as she began going through the DVD’s. 

“Only if we get to watch Iron Man after!" Tomo spoke in a hushed tone if not to wake everyone. 


"Shannon,” You called, struggling in front of the mirror. “Can you help me with my zip please?” Shannon came in tightening the knot in his tie as he dropped his hands to help you pull up the zipper on your dark blue dress. You then turned to look at him. 

“Wow.. You look..” Shannon was transfixed by what you were wearing. 

“Put your eyes back in their sockets, Shan!” Jared taunted as he walked past the door. “You look beautiful.” Jared said slowly. 

“You honestly look amazing.” Shannon continued walking over and taking your hands as you smiled. 

“Do you think she’ll like me?” That’s what you had been worrying about for so long. You had never met Constance before and you were so nervous. 

“Like?!” Shannon began. “She'll love every last bit of you.” He pulled you in for a hug. “As do I..” He whispered. 

“What did you say?” You heard exactly what he had said and it had made you panic with the seriousness of what he had just said. 

“Nothing aha.. Let’s go, we don’t want to be late!" 

Tomo drove with Alice in the passenger seat and you and Shannon in the back whilst Jared drove Emilia to pick up Constance. The whole car ride consisted of Shannon’s hand feeling very heavy on your shoulder as worry and nervousness started to creep into you with the reality of what was about to happen and the sincerity of what he had just which started to become very real. 


"Mum!” Shannon called as Constance got out of the car with Jared and Shannon walked over to greet her. She wore a dark pink dress which she looked lovely in and she wore a smile and eyes that looked so similar to the boys that it was scary. She slowly started walking over to you. 

“It is so lovely to meet you..” You began saying before she threw her arms around you for a hug.

“Hello honey - you look so pretty. It’s lovely to meet you too.” She was so sweet and gentle that it made you smile so much. 

At the dinner table: Jared and Emilia sat to your left with Tomo and Alice in front of them. Constance sat next to Alice opposite you and Shannon sat beside you. You spoke for a good half an hour whilst drinking wine until Constance began talking about Jared and Emilia. 

“It’s so lovely to see you two so happy..” This made Emilia blush as Jared looked at her and smiled. “I’ve not seen Jared this happy in a long while..” Jared kissed Emilia which made her blush even more. “And you two!” Constance directed her look to you and Shannon. Fear and nervousness rushed into you and you felt completely out of your depth. “It’s so lovely to see you two are together.. You seemed to have been up in the air for so long!” Jared chuckled at this reference before it all went dead silent and everybody looked at you. You felt panicked. You didn’t think you were properly together and you didn’t know what to do. You could feel yourself getting hotter and more pressure pushing down on you before you said:

“No, we’re not together. Nothing’s going on. We’re just friends. We’re not interested in each other at all - are we Shan?" 

You looked at Shannon with a smile and as soon as the words had finished protruding from your mouth you instantly regretted them. Shannon’s face turned cold and he removed his hand from your arm immediately as Constance looked as confused as the rest of the table.

"Obviously not. Excuse me.” Shannon pushed his chair away and walked outside. Everyone’s eyes shot back to you. The only one who didn’t seem that phased was Jared. 

“Go and talk to him!” Constance snapped at Jared before looking back at you and smiling. “Don’t worry about this dear - maybe I said the wrong thing.” This made you feel even more guilty than before. 

“What? It’s how she feels! If she’s not interested - she’s not interested.” Jared spoke. Even Emilia looked at him with a shocked expression. “What?” He repeated. 

“I’ll go." Tomo said as he pushed away his chair and walked towards the door whilst giving the dirtiest look to Jared. 

"I don’t understand what I did wrong..” Jared looked genuinely confused and kept trying to meet everyone’s gaze as if waiting for an answer.

Deep down, you knew exactly what you should of said, which was the truth that you had only just realised. That he was the only one you wanted. The one of you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. The one you loved. 


As soon as the meal finished Jared and Emilia drove Constance home after exchanging kisses goodbye with you and wishing you the best until she sees you again which she insisted she would and saying she loved you lots. You all agreed you would go out to a bar for some drinks tonight and that plan was still to go ahead. 

In the bar, Jared and Emilia spoke a little more but laughed a little less. Tomo and Alice still spoke about movies in between drinks of wine and vodka. Shannon sat to your left silently. He was hurt: it was evident in his cold face as he repeatedly ran his finger over the side of his glass of whiskey. 

“Shannon..” You began. He looked up at you and smiled before looking back down and continuing to circle his glass. 

“What’s up - shorty..” He said in a deep, angry tone. This scared you more than anything.

“Can we talk?” You whispered. He didn’t as much as look up. “Please? Outside for 5 minutes?” He got up and placed some money into Tomo’s palm.

“Another round please - we’ll be two minutes.” Shannon said as he walked outside as you followed him. 

The air was bitterly cold as it was nearing 12AM and the wind started to bite at your bare arms. Shannon wore a suit with skinny black trousers which made him look amazing in the moonlight. 

“OK - what?” Shannon’s voice was harsh and short. 

You looked to the ground which made him exhale deeply.

He looked at you before saying: “Look, I just don’t understand. I thought I did get what was going on between us but obviously - I don’t. Please just explain to me what’s going on because I-" 

"Love you.” You finished for him. “I love you.” You felt the words wash out of your mouth. 

“I was just scared and panicked because I had never ever felt like this before.. but now I really do know. I love you, Shannon." 

The cold look in Shannon’s eyes vanished and they became wild and transfixed by yours once again.

"I love you too.” He said. 

He took one step towards you and placed his hands around your waist and lent down and slowly, you both kissed. He ran his hands up your arms and to your cheeks and pulled away and looked at you. Whereas before the words were only said in your minds, this time it was out loud. 

“I love you.” You both said simultaneously as Shannon pulled you in for a hug. As you rested your head on his shoulder, Shannon’s eyes previous to the kiss weren’t the only ones that looked cold and broken in the moonlight. 

A pair of eyes crumbled as he stood in the doorway watching you.


Secret Admirer (Pietro x reader)

Request:  Can I request a fluffy Pietro one? Maybe she’s a spy not necessarily an avenger and every day she gets a gift but doesn’t know it’s from him

Again, sorry for the long wait. But here it is, finally. Enjoy! 

word count: 2232 (I’m sorry. I got carried away)

“You know, when you asked me to babysit you, I didn’t necessarily think it was to cover your ass so you wouldn’t get killed,” Natasha threw her body against the abandoned car, ducking behind it for cover as she shot down a member.

“Well,” you cocked a brow as you aimed at the street lamp that was illuminating the area a little too well. “You should’ve known since that’s apparently all you complain about whenever I’m out with you,” you pulled the trigger on the gun as the bulb exploded loudly, causing the street to dark.

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I know everything is on fire right now except for the bits that are shit, but I need a moment to talk about Moana. I only just saw it because, ironically, I was busy sailing around the Pacific when it came out in NZ and once I got back everybody I knew had already seen it and raved about how I had to see it, so I had motivation but not a lot of opportunity.

The TL;DR version is “I sobbed through the entire movie but in the Good Way, not the Rogue One way” (which is not a bad way but is a very different way). 

The longer version is: I mean, yeah, there are some issues with this movie, especially regarding what they did with Māui and his backstory (like, how can he be Māui-pōtiki if - but I’m gonna leave that for Māori and Pasifika voices to discuss). But it was a big Disney princess musical about the place I am from, and so I cried. A lot. At everything. 

Because here is the thing, when you are mostly into genre fiction and from a tiny country at the back end of nowhere, like NZ, once you get away from children’s and YA fiction, where there are a lot of NZ authors doing a stand-up job, genre fiction is never about where you’re from. Even the plants and animals are strange*. Snakes and badgers and foxes are almost as exotic as dragons - at least animals like lions you can see at the zoo. (I read a lot of Redwall books as a kid and you’re never really going to convince me badgers don’t wear armour.) If you’re Pākehā then people in books and movies will look like you (and I don’t discount the importance of that at all), but they don’t sound like you or think like you. They’re never from where you’re from. Their myths are certainly not the myths you grow up hearing. 

But this was a movie where the grass looked like my grass, the ocean looked like my ocean, the stars looked like my stars, the people spoke like my people, and they looked like the Māori and Pasifika people I went to school with and work with and see around me every day, the ones who are never there normally. It looked and sounded like home. And if it was like that for me then I can only imagine how powerful it was for Māori and Pasifika to see. 

I don’t know. I was born in Te Ūpoko o te Ika a Māui, the head of Māui’s fish, the one he hooked up with his grandmother’s jawbone. IT WAS A LOT. 

*side-note: this unfamiliarity with European/American architecture and flora and fauna on a day-to-day basis, with some exceptions, also leads to things like me, age twenty-one, in France freaking out because I just saw a BEAVER and it was REAL and it’s JUST LIKE NARNIA while the French people around me and my family were like “????it’s a beaver?????”

anonymous asked:

whats your fave pics of nev and max being in love

oh my goodness. thank you for this, friend. let’s start this ride, hang on for dear life

1. OBVIOUSLY THIS. OBVIOUSLY. I think this might be my all time favorite picture of them. they are tiny fetuses at max’s 20th birthday party and tiny teenage nev is kissing him and max has the biggest grin on his face AND max was perfectly comfortable posting this on his instagram for all to see years and years later. I’LL BE OVER THERE IN THAT CORNER

2. the only thing better than max calling nev “papa nev” is watching max watch nev around kids. like. the love is all over his face. he’s thinking about husbanding the shit out of that man in this picture, i promise you.

3. while we’re on the subject of how max looks at nev, even when you remove the baby MAX IS STILL SMITTEN. look at that doofus grin on his face. my favorite thing about watching catfish is seeing the way these two idiots look at each other when the other isn’t noticing.

4. CASE IN POINT!!!!! look at how nev is heart eyeing all over the place here.

5. this one’s obvious, this one’s on everybody’s list. this is the photograph version of the fic everybody in a fandom has read. it is the holy grail. and no, i do not enjoy maniping them just a lil closer on my off hours.

6. okay seriously this is a couple selfie. this is that picture that those dating thirteen year olds take in between class and put on their facebook that all of their classmates like. don’t you look at it and just want to ask nev HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE MAX’S HAIR BRUSH YOUR TEMPLE

7. i apologize for the shitty quality but honestly LOOK AT THEM. this is that Road Trip Movie Aesthetic that everybody wants to watch while soft, romantic music plays and the wind ruffles their hair and they hold hands over the console because they are SO IN LOVE. 

8. here’s max nudging a banana between nev’s mouth and it needs absolutely no further comment

9. i had to crop this one just so you could see their little hands folded on top of each other. they look like they’re cutting their wedding cake and they also happen to both look SO DRUNK. nev looks like he’s leaning in for a kiss and max looks so endeared by this fool next to him.

10. and here’s exhibit ten, nev’s face of utter longing.

also this doesn’t even begin to cover all the ways they look at each with big doofy grins and max laughs at nev’s dumb jokes but i wanted to take pictures that had both of them in it. the Ways Max Looks at Nev and the Ways Nev Looks at Max are really a whole other post altogether………..

Dirty Imagine #3 - Part One (FOR JENNIFER)

Here it is! A lot of people have been requesting me to make one with there name in it. I will be fulfilling the requests in order of when they are asked. Due to the sheer amount of requests, I probably wont be able to do everyones. If you want one with your name, send me a question through this tumblr page with the name you want. The next part of this imagine will have a different name. Thanks!


As I sat there waiting for Justin to pick me up, I reflected. I reflected on the past years. I had been friends with Justin long before this whole ‘fame’ thing happened. We knew each other from school. I was so proud on how far he has come. It seems like it all happened so fast. One minute he was just an ordinary kid, the next he had millions upon millions of fans. It kind of made me jealous for some reason, but I didn’t know why. We were best friends, nothing more. I guess I felt like Justin was being stolen from me. Attention from so many people – I think I’m just scared he’ll forget about me. Then I was reminded that he wouldn’t when I heard a beeping out the front. He still had time for me in his busy life. I picked up my handbag, closed the door behind me, and headed for Justin’s car.

“Hello Justin!” I said.

“Hey! Jennifer! It’s been ages. How’ve you been?”

“I’ve been good. I’ve missed you so much though”

“I’ve missed you too. I’m sorry I’ve been so busy”

“So what movie are we seeing?” I asked Justin.

“You’ll see when we get there!”

We laughed, and Justin drove off. We chatted the whole way to the cinema about everything and anything. We chatted about his life, my life, and whatever else. It was good to finally catch up with him. He was my best friend after all.

We arrived to the public cinema in the shopping mall, however it wasn’t very public at all. Justin couldn’t have everyone seeing him going to the movies, we wouldn’t be able to get any peace and quiet! So we were escorted by staff through the back entrance of the mall, and then through the back entrance of the cinema.

“Won’t other people watching the movie see us?” I asked.

“I don’t think that’ll be a problem, trust me” He replied.

From there we were led into the first class cinema, reclining chairs, drinks, and popcorn already there waiting for us. But the funny thing was, there was nobody else in the cinema.

“Where is everybody else?” I queried

Justin giggled and looked at me. “I organised for it to be private, I paid the staff extra. Nobody else is going to be here. Just you and I, to spend some quality time we’ve needed to spend together ever since things got so crazy. “

I couldn’t do anything but smile and laugh. “That’s so sweet Justin, Aww! Just you and me!”

“Anything for you, Jennifer” For a moment there things were different. We found each other staring into each other’s eyes before we realised what we were doing. We both quickly looked away.

We took our seats and the film began. It was a nice movie – it was a cute love story which Justin knew I enjoyed. About 20 minutes into the movie, something unexpected happened. It was freezing inside the cinema, and Justin noticed I had goose bumps.

“You cold?” he said.

“Yeah, it’s a little chilly” I shrugged off casually.

Here is the unexpected bit. The arm rests that are in the middle of the two recliners were able to be pushed down to form part of the seat, to make one big seat that could easily fit two people. Justin lowered the arm rests, moved close to me and put his arm over me, keeping me warm.

At first I didn’t know what to think or do. Justin was my best friend but he’d never touched me in his life. It was weird at first. I was about to say something, but it felt right, someone holding me. So I didn’t say anything. As the movie progressed, I got more and more comfortable with what Justin was doing. All of a sudden Justin moved closer, so now our bodies were connecting. We were spooning, and it felt so good. At that time I turned around and looked at Justin. He looked back at me and I knew it was on – he suddenly kissed me - passionately.

It was so mind blowing. I’ve known Justin my whole life, and now we were pashing. His lips felt so nice, and he was the best kisser. It was so seducing, the way he slowly moved his lips against mine, with his eyes closed. I couldn’t move, I was that seduced by his actions. We continued watching the movie and spooning. Suddenly, another unexpected thing happened.

A sex scene came on. At first I thought “oh wow, this is going to be awkward”, but then I realised it wouldn’t. It was cute in a way. Justin was spooning me and holding me tight and it felt so right, nothing else mattered. Here is the unexpected bit, and here is where it gets crazily hot. I felt something push against my bum, and I realised what it was. Justin’s dick was hard, and I could feel it on me. It actually got me really excited.

Then Justin moved his hand from around my shoulder to down lower. He felt uneasy at first, as if he wasn’t sure what would happen, but he eventually put his hand on my breast. Again, I was taken aback by this, and almost freaked out. Until I realised that I really wanted this as well. I reassured him by putting my hand under his shirt, all I could feel was his rock hard abs. He must have been tensing. I knew it was wrong to do this in a cinema but myself and Justin couldn’t stop.

“It’s okay Jennifer, nobody else is here”

He started messaging my boobs and playing with the nipple. All the while I was still feeling the beauty of his 6 pack and his firm chest. I made the move and went lower. He wasn’t wearing a belt, he was just wearing those black leather pants – he looked so sexy in them. I went to reach under his undies but he quickly pulled my hand away. I got a fright and was terrified that I went too far, until he said

“Hey, no… You don’t have to do anything baby. You deserve this. Not me”

Before I had a chance to say anything Justin moved his hand from my breast. I was wearing a rather short skirt today, and it made my ass stand out. Okay so maybe I did want Justin to look at me a little… Justin slid his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. I shivered with nerves and excitement. This was really happening. I lost my breath when the next part happened.

Justin moved my pink bonds undies to the side, exposing my vagina. He began with slowly rubbing around my clit, causing me to moan instantly.

“Justinnnn oh my god..” I said in a whispering voice.

“Its fine Jennifer baby, just relax and enjoy” he replied.

I relaxed back into his arm. He slowly slid his finger down from my clit to the lips. He ran his finger gently down my entrance causing me to shudder once more, again with goose bumps. Before he finally did it.

He pushed his index finger into my vagina, I couldn’t help but let out a moan.

“Ohhh Justin, please!”

“Shh Jennifer, you don’t want to alert the staff do you?” He said with a wink.

He started to push his finger in and out, building speed. I began to move my hips in sync with his finger movements, it felt so good. It was overpowering. He began sliding his finger in further with each thrust, until the entire length of his finger was inside me with each thrust. It was now easy, I was so wet it slid in and other with ease.

“You’re so tight baby, I like that. Ready for 2?” he whispered seductively in my ear.

Before I even had a chance to reply, his rude finger had now joined his index finger inside me. It made a huge difference, at first it hurt a little but it got better… It got really good… I was now continuously moaning. Justin had to put his hand over my mouth to contain me.

“Be quiet Jennifer!”

I was getting close to orgasming and I could tell Justin knew that, because each thrust I sped up, and moaned louder. He replied to this by fingering me faster and faster.

“Ohh fuck Justin please! Finger me so good! FUCK.”

We were both sweating now and I couldn’t control my thrusting, I was too excited. So I stopped thrusting, and let Justin finish me off.

“I’m going to make you cum all over my fingers Jennifer”

Picture this, but in the cinema ;)

I lay still, moaning and scratching Justin’s back as he got even faster. His hand was now slapping against my ass as he fingered my pussy, I could feel myself about to explode.

“FUCK JUSTIN! I’m going to cum! Keep going”

He got even faster, now holding on to my hip with his other hand to steady me. With one final lunge inside me, I exploded. He kept fingering my pussy while I orgasmed, causing my orgasm to last much longer. I moaned extremely loud, and my cum came out from my pussy and ran down the side of Justin’s hand. He kept finger fucking me as more and more of my juices came flowling. It was the best orgasm I have had in my life, and it felt so fucking good. Justin looked at me and put his fingers in his mouth, licking up the last remaining cum on his hand.

“That was so fucking good Jennifer, you have the nicest pussy!”

I could tell Justin was extremely horny, his large dick now looking like it was going to bust out of his leather pants.

“Where aren’t done yet baby” he said as he winked at me.

I giggled as I tried to catch my breath.

Buster Keaton: Sherlock Jr. (1924)
http://brevestoriadelcinema.altervista.org/14-1.html Sherlock, Jr. (1924) is an American silent comedy film directed by and starring Buster Keaton and writte...

Had an exhausting day…like knee-deep into work on 30°C and with no air condition and everybody was a pain in the arse, but having a movie night was the  watershed of the day, or the safe haven for the evening. 

Also this movie is so full of hints for TAB that I need @waitingforgarridebs and @isitandwonder to watch it and to tell me ALL you see and think about it.