god i laughed at that part

You Can Stay | Blurb

a/n: stole that pic from Shawn’s cousins instagram because I needed a pic for this and I didn’t know what to do and it’s really pretty is that bad

Word Count: 1112


To say you were in a bad mood would be an understatement. You’re horrible mood was brought on by one of the worst migraines that you’ve ever had. After sitting in a three-hour lecture that had felt like it dragged on for forever and the professor’s monotone voice going on about things you really did not care about only made your headache worse, you returned to the condo that you and Shawn shared. You were alone, Shawn was in the studio, but you knew that he’d be coming home soon.

You were sitting on the couch with your feet stretched forward resting on the coffee table staring at the blank television screen, lost in your thoughts, and trying to wish your headache away, when Shawn walked in the door. You watched him put down his guitar and walk over to you with a happy skip in his step. You did not share his blissful attitude, and you were most definitely not in the mood for it today.  

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Idk what to call this (suggestions are welcome)

Since you want someone to relieve you from writers block then can you do a Sweet Pea imagine where you’re Reggie’s sister and he catches you with Sweet Pea and shit happens. Thank yooouuuu

Jughead was one of the people around which I felt the most comfortable and I’d been missing him since he’d stopped attending Riverdale High, so I started spending more and more time with him after school in Sunnyside Trailer Park.

And that’s how I got acquainted with a very interesting kid, who went by the name Sweet Pea.

I knew that no one in my terribly strict, proud family would approve of me seeing, and especially having sexual encounters, with none other than a dirty Southsider – a Serpent! - least of all my twin brother Reggie.

Reggie was always pictured as the selfish, self-absorbed asshole, but being a Mantle myself I knew it wasn’t an accurate depiction of him – at least not always: he was protective of me and liked to remind me that he was because he loved me. I didn’t want him to feel the need to shelter me from Sweet Pea because it would lead to a number of complications that I didn’t want to have to deal with, and so I kept my mouth shut about my relationship. Sweets and I liked being a secret, anyway: it made us feel a unique, exciting edge every time we arranged yet another clandestine meeting.

Everything was working out perfectly. That is, until the night the Bulldogs got into a fight with the Serpents.

I was sitting in the living room with everyone when the Serpents showed up. As Veronica called out from the front door, Reggie held his arm out in my direction to silently signal me to stay where I was and stay out of trouble. I did as instructed, not that I would have done otherwise.

“Stupid Northsiders, you really think you can come to my house, stick a gun in my face in front of my boys and there wouldn’t be any payback?”

That voice. Sweets. “No.” I shook my head and cursed under my breath. “Fuck, no.”

Sweet Pea had told me about what had gone down with Archie in the Southside, and I was hoping, in vain it seemed, he wold drop it and not get himself hurt.

“You have crap timing, bro. Bulldogs eat serpents for lunch.” Reggie replied, ust when I thought things couldn’t get worse; I realized that the first encounter between my brother and my secret boyfriend wasn’t the friendliest, and all I could do was pray that it all wouldn’t backfire on me and my relationship.

Before I knew it, Dilton Doyle had stabbed himself and the fight was over.

Sweet Pea was standing in the rain staring in my direction, looking at me as if he was silently apologizing he had to get in a fight with my brother, but he had no choice; the skin broken on his right cheekbone and his bottom lip badly busted made me want to run up to him and make sure he was okay, but I couldn’t do it because of Reggie.

Archie and some of the Bulldogs sped off to rush Dilton to the hospital, but Reggie stayed behind to drive me and Veronica home. I stomped up to him and grabbed his face between my fingers, forcefully turning his head to assess the damage.

“I take it you’re not proud to be my sister right now?” he chuckled, but hissed when I wiped the sleeve of my sweatshirt roughly on his lip to wipe off the blood. I scoffed.

“You guys are fucking dumb, and this is all I’m ever gonna say about what happened.”

Reggie knew better than to press on my nerves in that moment, so he shut his mouth and let me clean up some of the wet dirt that had somehow ended up on his jaw and neck. When he got tired of standing there, he shook me off and got into to the car Veronica was already waiting in.

I turned my head for a second, just in time to catch a glimpse of Sweet Pea sat on the hood of his car, just wasting time – or, I hoped, waiting for me. A small group of Serpents was also hanging out there around a car – licking each other’s wounds, I assume – but Sweet Pea had isolated himself from the others for the time being.

“No, Reg, I can’t be in a car with you right now.” I lied, trying my hardest to sound mad. Truth is, I was too desperate to steal a kiss from Sweet Pea to actually be mad at my brother – although I knew that once I got my fix, I’d be pissed as hell to both of my men. “I need to take a walk.”

I pulled on the hood of my sweatshirt, rested my hands inside my pockets and walked off, kicking the ground to let Reggie think my anger towards him was the reason I was storming off.

I passed Sweet Pea and stopped walking when I reached the back of his car, where I was sure my brother wouldn’t be able to see me. I leaned on the car and listened to the sound of Sweets’ slow footsteps edging closer to me.

“Hi” he finally greeted and the smile I heard in his voice before I could even see it made something flutter inside of me.

“Hey” I greeted back, brushing a wet strand of hair from his forehead. My hands flew up instinctively to his face, holding it as if it was a fragile crystal. His lip was swollen and busted, he had a big cut running along his right cheekbone and his left eyebrow was broken as if a giant cat had tried to scratch his eye out of its socket. “Jesus Christ.” I breathed, at a loss for words. “Does it hurt?”

“It’s okay, I’m fine.” Sweet Pea reassured me. “It’s really not as bad as it seems, I promise.”

I felt relieved for a second, but then I remembered why the fight had gone down in the first place and hit Sweet Pea’s chest with my fist. He softly moaned in pain.

“Why the fuck would you do that? Why go look for trouble?” I half yelled.

“Y/N, I really don’t think I need to explain this to you. The reason is pretty obvious, with what that Andrews kid did and all, isn’t it?”

I sighed and crossed my arms, frowning to show that even though I was letting this go, that didn’t mean I approved of the way these boys tended to deal things. “I guess. I still don’t agree with it, though, you know.”

Sweet Pea smiled and reached down for my hand. He took a step closer to me and I pressed my back against the car as Sweet Pea rested his forehead on mine.

“I appreciate you worrying about me.” he whispered, and then kissed me. As our lips touched, his hand that wasn’t busy holding mine reached up to rest on my face, his thumb softly caressing the skin on my cheekbone.

Engrossed as I was in the kiss, I didn’t hear footsteps edging closer to us and I was startled when Sweet Pea’s lips were roughly pulled away from mine. I opened my eyes only to see Reggie’s fist colliding with Sweet Pea’s healthy cheekbone.

“NO, Reggie, stop!” I yelled and walked in front of him. I put my hand on his chest, as if it would stop him. Reggie completely ignored me, he didn’t even glance at me, and pushed me to the side. I groaned when I hit Sweet Pea’s car, and the boy’s eyes looked at me to check if I was okay; his temporary distraction caused him to fall when Reggie hit him once more. “Sweets” I gasped. That seemed to grab the other Serpents’ attention, who only then noticed that one of their own was getting beat up. They all rushed to pull the Bulldog off their friend, and although he was being restrained by two people, Reggie wouldn’t give up his rage. I rushed to help Sweet Pea stand back up and he moaned in pain as he did so, because two fights in one night are a little much even for him.

“You’re gonna touch my sister and then refuse to fight me? Coward!” Reggie was yelling. Sweet Pea’s eyes darted over to mine as if to look for approval; I knew what he was gonna do, and even though I was a little afraid of it, I nodded.

“I’m not gonna hit my girlfriend’s brother, okay?” Reggie stopped thrashing in the two Serpents’ hold and looked at me.

“You’re his what?”

“His girlfriend, Reg” I said, and I said it proud in spite of my fear of his reaction.

Reggie scoffed, no, he laughed, but then his face suddenly turned blank and dead serious. “God, tell me you’re joking. You can’t be dating that scum.”

I put my hand on Sweet Pea’s arm when his muscles tensed upon hearing my brother’s comment, and he relaxed just a little.

“Hey, you have no right to call him that!” I growled.

“You saw what he did tonight!” Reggie countered.

“Yeah, and I also saw that you didn’t have to take part in the fight, but you did anyway! So what does that say about you, uh?”

Reggie didn’t say anything for a moment, enough time for Sweet Pea to chime in.

“Look, man, I don’t know if it helps, but… I do care about her. I’m really good when it comes to her, you know what I mean?”

Reggie’s hard stare went from Sweets to me and back over to Sweets, then it finally softened. Sweet Pea motioned at the Serpents to let Reggie go.

“Reggie, I love you and I care about you, but I don’t need your approval or your permission for this. I’m sorry if you disagree, but Sweet Pea is who I wanna be with.”

“You’re a smart girl.” Reggie nodded. “I trust you.”

And then he did something that never, not in a million years, I thought he would do: he wiped his right hand on his jeans, held it out and said: “Hi, nice to meet you, I’m Reggie. Treat her well, she’s a good one.”


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8, Hartwin ♡

(part I)

“You’re not doing it right, Harry!” laughed Eggsy as he came over and checked on his friend’s progress. 

Harry huffed, his soft hair moved slightly from his strong breath, it somehow served to make him look boyish and even more endearing. It made Eggsy fell in love with him a little bit. If a little bit was a drop in the ocean for his so-called crush on the god. 

“I’m doing exactly what you did. I rolled the base, then the top. The snow just won’t hold!” Harry gestured at his poor imitation of a snowman.

A winter god, betrayed by his own creation. They would talk about this for years. 

“Here, lemme show you,” Eggsy said as gently as possible, do not alarm the creature, he thought, “you just need a bit of this,” he motioned with his hand to draw out a spell, then gave it a little flick, “the key is in the twist of the wrist. See? All fixed and lookin’ perfect.” 

“Show me that again? I think that’s where I was wrong.” Harry furrowed his eyebrows like an eager student ready to learn at his first day of school. Eggsy hid a small smile, stepping closer to hold Harry’s hand and repeated what he just did. The warmth between them intensified and Eggsy was glad he could blame it on the cold for the slow spreading of blush on his cheeks. 

This is it, this is when I tell him, he thought.  

A splash of ice cold water hit Harry’s head. They both turned around to see Merlin and Roxy smirking at them, Roxy’s hands still in the middle of performing the spell. Eggsy was too flabbergasted to see the non-verbal exchange going on between Merlin and Harry. 

You should try acting, Mr. I-forgot-this-spell-that-I-could-do-in-my-sleep. 

You should try to fuck off.

Already Roxy was hovering a sizeable snowball in the air, the gleam in her eye spoke of challenge and blood-thirst. 

“If you throw that snowball you’re declaring war,” announced Eggsy, whose fingers were busy dancing the intricate lines of making at least six snowballs.  

“This is not war. This is us conquering you.” 

And that was how it started. 

In the first brief ten seconds, at least twenty spells were used and a plethora of snow found itself the art of flying. It was a bloodbath condensed right outside a small cottage. 

Speed was essential in winning the war, as canon balls flew relentless from one side to another, hitting the gods squarely on the face and chest and leg. Eggsy’s aim was true so he was in charge of firing, whereas Harry stood behind him to gather the snow, theirs was an efficient team. 

It went on and on until Merlin had had enough and gave Roxy a sign. She nodded finally and summoned her power to create the largest snowball ever in the history of snowball fight. It grew rapidly to towering height and filled Eggsy with a vague sense of do not fuck with Rox, full stop.

As soon as their opponents screamed a command that would motion the monstrous thing forward, Harry grabbed Eggsy’s wrist and sprinted.

They ran until they were out of sight and created a significant distance where Harry could turn back to hit the rolling snowball with a spell that smash it into millions of pieces. The attempt lost him his balance and they both fell down in a tangled mess of limbs. There were cursing and yelling and eventually laughter. 

“Oh my god, did you see that? Roxy went bananas,” Eggsy exclaimed from his place on top of Harry. 

“She is truly a force to be reckoned with.” Harry couldn’t help but agree, his hands were stuck between them both, but he didn’t complain. 

“And Merlin was crazy to start everything to begin with,” he buried his giggles in Harry’s chest, hearing a low vibration coming from the man lying underneath him. Harry Hart is currently beneath me. My hands are clutching his sides and his legs are around me, Eggsy bit his lips to prevent a coming shriek.

“You are quite amazing yourself. I haven’t seen anyone with that tremendous speed in a thousand years.” 

“Who was the first one?” asked Eggsy.      


Eggsy guffawed, “You are honestly the most ridiculous man I’ve ever met. I could just kiss you right now.” 



Shit shit shit.



“Kiss me. Didn’t you say?”       

“Did that hit to your head give you a concussion?”  

“Are you planning to go back on your words? Or are you afraid of the fact that being romantically entangled with me would strip you off of your immortality- ”

In a flurry of limbs, Eggsy grabbed Harry’s head and kisses the god. He was fighting back his fear of admission, months of being terrified that the truth would be said out loud. He was overjoyed that Harry felt the same. He was furious and happy and warm and felt a bit like crying. 

He kissed and bit and licked and kissed a bit more. Then, he drew back and looked at Harry dead in the eye. 

“I don’t think you know, but my heart became penetrable the day I met you.”    

Stunned silence followed as Harry was reduced to immobility. 

Then he broke into a grin and said, “Those are the best words I’ve ever heard for the last three thousand years.” 

“But you are only three thousand and six.” Eggsy sat up. 

“Exactly.” Harry said as he pulled Eggsy down for another kiss. 

And there were many after that. 

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Okay. God damn. I loved that movie. I watched it tonight at a theater where people have more fun (yell and clap and stuff) than normal theaters. It was a good time. I laughed so hard so many times. I can’t even tell you how many times I gasped. WOW.

I can say one of my favorite parts of the whole thing was the fact that literally everyone has a crush on Finn because same. He looked damn good in that black imperial uniform.

I love Finn x Poe so much and I think they’re adorable.

I’m so conflicted about Reylo. On one hand I see how they are the light and the dark. They are the ultimate balance. I understand Ben’s backstory and why he turned. I get that they are both alone and their forcebond is comforting. I get it all. But then again it’s just weird to me. Like he tortured her in the force awakens??? And he just wants to rule the galaxy? I just feel like they don’t actually care about each other. They just like the idea of each other. But I did like the scene where they took down all the imperial guards. That was cool.

Also, YODA! I MEAN. YODA? dang that was awesome (one of the times I gasped) that surprised me. Plus he straight up hit luke across the face with his cane. I mean.

I also just have to say luke fighting kylo from the rock on his island was the most badass display of the force probably in all the movies. Damn that was cool.

I just really enjoyed a lot of the movie. Sure there was a lot going on and there were a lot of plot that got diluted because of it. I’m not sure where the next movie is going to go. It’s not perfect and i recognize that.

But there were so many things about it that were good:

  • Poe rubbing bb8’s belly like a dog (adorable)
  • Laura Dern flying the rebellion space ship into the star destroyer at fucking light spead. And then the whole scene going completely silent with gorgeous graphics. (The whole theater gasped then chuckled in awe)
  • Luke being the sassy, whiney, Jedi master we all deserve
  • Finn and Rose just completely annihilating the casino planet for just overall being awful people.
  • Luke and Leia reunion scene
  • Leia bring one with the force and sensing whenever something happens
  • Daisy Ridley being an absolute babe the entire time
  • Rey using Kylo’s lightsaber for a second
  • The perfect description of the force

Overall, no the last jedi wasn’t perfect, but it was a damn exciting movie that I loved every minute of.

anonymous asked:

Same anon again :P 'Sourcefed is Cancelled' is on YouTube actually! The playlist on the SP7 channel starts with it. Maybe it's set to private so only people with the link can view it? Which being in a playlist counts I think.. as for favorite one liners, oh man there are so many. The last part that made me laugh really hard though was "Ugh, thats been happening all night, super annoying." "What are you doing about it?!?!" When Parker is switching from 'oh hey guys' to suddenly attacking them lol

i swear to god every other time i check for it on youtube it’s switched from up to down. but that’s good!


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fun fact: my Anti fanfic was originally inspired by Chase Holfelder's cover of "What a Wonderful World"

DUDE!! I just listened to it and DAMN I can totally see an Anti concept right there. Like, him watching our world in this cruelly beautiful spin, letting out this God-awful scream because he was never meant to be a part of it and being here hurts him, finally giving in to the pain and falling in love with it with this terrifying sparkle in his eyes, shaking as he just says quietly “what a wonderful world” in a horrifying, trembling voice and laughing.

Too dark? 😂

Husband was looking for me all round the house so he could show me something he’d made but he couldn’t find me so he just shouted really loudly, “Fantasy and Sci-fi are the same genre!” and the rational part of my brain doing laundry was like “I’m not responding to a meme, wait where am I going—” as I ascended up the basements stairs like the wrath of god, and he just turned like “there you are” and I’m SO MAD THAT IT WORKED

*whispers* guess whose favorite asshole just officially became a main character !!!!

mixtape (m)

pairing: min yoongi x reader 

genre: smut, fluff, comedy / college, podcast personality au

word count: 15,610

description: Two mystery students from your college run the podcast dubbed ‘mixtape.’ It’s become a sort of phenomenon around campus, listened to by almost everyone. In their most recent episode they discussed various study methods… One of them being oh so tempting.

“This week’s topic is—” Sugar started, of course only to be swiftly interrupted by the second half of the two-man show podcast that had sort of gone viral around your college campus.

But regardless of being cut short, the metallic nature of his voice still managed to worm its way directly into your chest, where it festered into something so captivating that you couldn’t help but sigh. It was cool to the touch as the syllables of his chosen words sent an intrusion of goosebumps along your arms and thighs. It had a certain gravel, a deepness that you could sometimes feel in the pit of your belly if you listened to him long enough with your eyes closed. However, more times than not, the grit would be severed with a vibrant laugh that rang so sweetly that you could feel it clamoring around your heart with giddiness on its heels.

“—Studying! So sexy, right?” Jay interjected mid-sentence, something that anyone who listened to their weekly episodes would quickly learn is a norm.

However, there were times of course where Sugar was allowed the courtesy of going off on long tangents without his friend’s interruption, and in those moments his voice was hypnotic, if you had to put it simply. It tugged you beneath the current of concentration until you were pressing the volume button on your phone to raise his vocals higher. The small hitch of his breath, or exhale against the mic when he would sigh due to the topic at hand, they made you lean in closer to the invisible man on the other side of the pre-recorded audio that filtered through your headphones.

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— off limits | 01 (m)

pairing— kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings— smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin, just dirty, dirty sex that my heart can’t take
words— 11,158

:: summary— you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

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(Request by anon: could you do a reid smut where they’re at a party and the reader is down about something and her friend jokes that she deserves a guy who’ll put her needs;) first and so reid gets all dominant and stuff?)

(This isn’t my first smut - I write smut over on Wattpad - however, it is my first Spencer smut so please go easy on me, aha xD)

Warnings ~ smut


“(Y/N), hun, are you ready?” You heard Garcia knock on your bedroom door.

Rossi was throwing another one of his parties which just so happened to coincide with your breakup. JJ and Garcia had flocked over to your house so you could all get ready together. You knew what they were all doing and you found it sweet that the team were trying to cheer you up.

You sighed. “Yep. Coming.” You grabbed your purse and followed Garcia outside where JJ’s car was waiting.


You had eventually sneaked over to a secluded part of Rossi’s garden to be alone. You sat on a chair, drink in hand and deep in thought.

“Are you okay?”

The voice came from behind you and you jumped before realising it was your friend, Spencer.

“I’m still kind of reeling from the whole breakup. Part of me is upset, part of me is glad. Should I be glad?” You looked over at Spencer who sat on the chair opposite you.

He nodded. “You should. The guy was an asshole, (Y/N). He didn’t deserve you.”

You smiled at your friend. “You’re too sweet to me, Spence.”

Your phone beeped in your purse and you quickly pulled it out. Your best friend (Y/F/N) had been texting you all night making sure you were okay. This text was different though.

“Oh, my God. She’s lost it.” You let out a laugh as you read the text.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing. (Y/F/N) just says ‘You deserve a guy who would willingly wrap your legs around his neck’. She’s nuts.” You snorted, taking another sip of your drink. You glanced at Spencer who was licking his lips, his gaze at the floor.

“Come on.” He finally said after a few moments of silence, grabbing your hand and pulling you back into the house.

While everyone was busy chatting and drinking, Spencer continued to pull you upstairs into one of Rossi’s bathrooms. Unsure of what was happening, you opened your mouth to speak before you were pushed against the bathroom door.

Spencer’s lips descended on yours, his hand reaching over to lock the door as his other one gripped your waist. His tongue traced the bottom of your lip as his hand fondled your ass. Your slight whimper at his touch granted him access, his tongue skillfully roaming your mouth as your hands reached up to tug at his hair.

Spencer’s hands trailed down from your waist to the backs of your thighs and you jumped, legs wrapping around his waist. He turned and placed you on the tank of the toilet, his cold fingers making you shiver as he inched your panties down from under your skirt. Throwing them to the side, Spencer sat himself on the lid of the toilet seat.

Parting your legs and positioning them over his shoulders, his tongue delicately licked your clit. You hissed at the contact, your hand instinctively reaching for his hair. Spencer smirked against your sex before beginning to suck at your clit.

Your head rolled back, eyes closing. “Spence, stop teasing - Oh!”

You let out a moan as his tongue dipped inside your folds. His tongue continued to be relentless by thrusting in and out of you, rapidly wiggling up and down your sex, focusing on your clit for a long while. He didn’t bother to use his fingers - he wanted to make you come with just his tongue.

Spencer groaned as you started thrusting to meet his tongue, your moans spurring him on. He responded by capturing your clit between his lips and sucking hard, his tongue drawing small patterns against it.

“Spence, I’m going to- oh, God.” You clamped a hand over your mouth, afraid the team would hear your moans and think something was wrong. Your hand gripped his hair tighter as you felt your climax descending over you.

Spencer’s hands gripped your thighs tighter to prevent you from falling as you rode out your orgasm. As you sat there panting trying to catch your breath, his fingers traced small circles on your thighs.

Very gently, he placed a kiss on each thigh before standing up and cupping your face. You tasted your own arousal on his lips as he kissed you sweetly, his demeanour changing from dominant back to his usual timid, sweet self.

You pulled away, still trying to catch your breath. “Where did that come from?” You smiled at your friend.

He gave you his usual lopsided grin. “You deserve someone who would willingly wrap your legs around his head.” he recited. “And I’m more than willing to do that.”


I’m going to hell for y'all. Keep the requests coming! I’m splitting my time between finishing my requests on wattpad and my requests on here but for once, I’m actually ahead of schedule aha. 💕

The time I messed with RNGesus

Context: My Players are coming back from a quest and getting a reward and pass a test to enter the Adventurers Guild

Guildmaster: Alright, S0 as per the agreement, I’ll give you 3000 gold each.

Bard: …

Ranger: …


Bard: … Okay, then

Me OOC: Oh shit wait, I messed up I meant 3000 total

Ranger: I’m gonna roll to persuade him for that 3000 total, you can’t each get 3000 gold

-Rolls a Nat 20-

Me: No, no, no, this is non-negotiable, that was just a verbal mistake on my part

Sorcerer: I’m gonna roll too

-Another Nat 20-

Me: Guys, no, like I get it but this can’t happen

Bard OOC: If I roll a Nat 20, you have to give us 3k each

Me, after roughly estimating the odds of 3 Nat 20’s in a row: You know what? Sure, but only if you get an honest to god Natural 20

The Bard goes to roll and get a real for real, Natural 20, I proceed to roll on the floor laughing for 5 minutes after being thwarted by my own hubris, and regain my composure

Me, in my DM Voice: So after 30 minutes of very long and tiresome negotiation, substantiation, and just straight up gumption you now have 3000 gold each, leaving the Guildmaster a shell of his former self

Thor: Ragnarok

welcome to another movie masterpost by me, and holy SHIT where do i begin. Let it be known that Loki has me fucking WHIPPED and Tom Hiddleston is a terrific actor

  • when he kept turning in the opening scene 
  • when he drops Mjölnir into that fire things’ mouth (i feel like that technique should’ve been used more often)
  • the music???? amazing
    • im really glad marvel is sorta going back to old classic rock songs and bright colors for their movies like it’s really great
  • Matthew fucking Damon???? Luke fucking Hemsworth???? amazing
  • I love how Thor just fuckin yeets his hammer to prove it’s Loki like how Extra
  • “You had one job. Just the one!”
  • their outfits when they get to earth are amazing those were some Looks™ 
  • “I’m not a witch.”   “Oh, really? Then why did you dress like one?”
  • I love Stephen Strange with all my heart
  • the way he fell out of the portal
  • the way Loki looks at Odin when he says “my sons” and “i love you” like  f u c k  i am capital d Dying
  • when they change their outfits 
  • Hela is amazing 
    • her outfit was dope
    • but get her out of those lil heels i still see that (i’m just salty about superwomen having heels)
  • the way she just fuckin shatters Mjölnir with so little effort 
  • “I’m just a janitor”
  • the way Hela like fell/flipped into the tomb thing was so dope
  • Fenris is a lorge boy but a good boy nontheless 
  • those arm gun things that Valkyrie had were pretty cool
  • Jeff Goldblum is an amazing actor and the Grandmaster is such a cool character
  • “Trash.”    “Were you just waiting to call her that? That doesn’t even start with a B.”
    • pretty much every interaction btw the Grandmaster and Topaz was hilarious
  • how excited Thor was when he saw Loki in the grandmaster’s place
  • “I pardon you….from life.”
  • That little shimmy the grandmaster does when he’s eyeballing Loki
  • i know i overexaggerate everything that i say both in real life and on this site but literally everything that came out of Korg’s mouth made me laugh my fucking ass off including:
    • “Oh yeah, it’s like a circle…but like, a freaky circle.”
    • “Piss off, ghost!”
    • “Hey man.”
    • “Oh my god, the hammer pulled you off?”
    • “Guys can we please clean the weapons off after your fight?”
  • i found out that the movie did like a Make-a-Wish thing and this kid was chillin with Chris Hemsworth and was like “Yeah it’d be funny if when you saw Hulk you were like ‘he’s a friend from work’” and Chris was like damn good idea bro and just went with it
  • Heimdall is a badass and him fighting was crazy cool to watch
  • I love Valkyrie’s relationship with Hulk 
  • when Thor throws the ball thing at the window and it comes back and hits him, then he jumps up and does that little punch
  • the Loki/Valkyrie fight scene
  • the flashback to when Hela and the valkyries fought was so fucking awesome i got chills when they all came riding in
  • “Welcome, strongest Avenger.”    “hh, what?”
  • i really love @markruffalo and his acting so im gonna tag him in it so he can maybe see this and know that i love him
  • “the sun is going down, it’s getting low, the sun is low,”
  • “Tony wears his pants so…tight.”
  • the way Loki says “surpriiise.”
  • the whole story where Loki turns into a snake to scare and then stab Thor was so fucking funny
    • i also found out that there were so many iterations of that story like im pretty sure Chris Hemsworth changed it every time he did that scene
    • im also like 60% sure that Tom Hiddlestone’s laugh in that scene was real and they just left it in
  • man just that whole elevator scene, like Loki just really loves his bro (also great acting on Chris and Tom’s part)
  • “We’re not doing get help.”     …     “Get help!”
    • alternatively: this bitch empty YEET
  • the biggest sigh left my body when Loki tried to turn Thor in like binch,,,,give it a rest just be kind to ur bro
  • the way Bruce fell out of the ship
  • that absolute power walk by Valkyrie oh my god 
  • as soon as Thor landed on the bridge with his lightning powers i nutted
  • Loki fighting will always be fucking A1 spectacular like wow
  • there’s a meme somewhere on tumblr that’s like “me when i see Loki looking at the Tesseract” and then its that pic of Michael Scott with the “[softly]: don’t” caption and bitch if that ain’t me
  • i was robbed of that hug scene:
    • Thor: “If you were here i might actually hug you.” 
    • Loki: *catches the thing*
    • Loki: “I’m here.”
    • Me: “HUG HIM
  • Thor’s dorky little wave to the Asgardians at the end

wow that was really long but i just rly like this movie and will probably see it 8 more times

Daisy Ridley on dealing with anxiety, imposter syndrome, and practicing self-care

Interview from Glamour Magazine, January 2018. Full transcript by daisy-ridley.net.

It’s gotta be hard to stay normal, right?

No. [laughs] People can get a bit like, “Oh my God, your life is different than mine.” But no, it’s not. Everyone’s got the same problems. We all get jobs, and we lose them. We have a good time, and we don’t have a good time. That’s it, you know? It’s changed in that some people have a certain expectation of what they might find when they meet me, which sucks, because I’m not that thing.

What do you think they’re expecting?

That I’m, like, fun and want to chat all the time. And I’m like, “No, I like to be quiet too.” It could have been different, but I’m just not that way. I had an assistant for a hot minute, because that was offered to me. And literally, after a day I was like, “I don’t like this. I don’t like someone else making the decisions that I should be making.” I’m very busy, yes, but I’m not so busy that I can’t make my own decisions. I want people to contact me directly about what time I’m being picked up in the morning.

Your professional life has changed considerably.

Career-wise, everything has changed. One hundred percent. And it’s brilliant. Without Star Wars I wouldn’t have been able to audition for Murder on the Orient Express. And I felt a little bit insecure about that, because I didn’t feel like I was good enough for it. When I got offered the role, I said to Ken [Branagh, who directed], “Did someone make you hire me?” He was like, “No ­f-cking way.”

Impostor syndrome, huh?

Yeah! I was just, like, gobsmacked that I got the role. I remember Ken and I were doing a scene together, and he goes, “Just improvise.” And I do not like improvisation. You tell me what to say, and I’ll say it. It’s too stressful [otherwise]. But I was like, “OK!” Heart pounding. And we did it. I was like, “That was awesome!” And I sort of completed the whole film like that and not going, “Oh, I can’t do it,” which is what I occasionally do.

Your platform is so big now. Does it compel you to be more vocal now about, well, whatever you want to be vocal about?

I find it really difficult. I was on Instagram, trying to do that whole thing, and people weren’t very nice. I posted a thing about gun regulations, because I was at an event in tribute to the Orlando shooting at Pulse [where 49 people were killed and over 50 were wounded]. People weren’t nice about how I looked. And I was like, “I’m out.” Simple as that. That is not what I signed up for.

Why was that the last straw?

Everyone said, “It’s because she talked about gun safety,” but it wasn’t. If I want to talk about gun safety, I will talk about gun safety. And I didn’t sign up for people to go, “You’re amazing!” But I didn’t sign up for them to say things like “Your skin is shit,” either…so I took down the post, and then I deleted my account.

At this point social media is kind of an occupational hazard for an actor, isn’t it?

I think, unfortunately, it is. But it’s not good for me, personally. I’m just not equipped for it. I’m super sensitive—not too sensitive—but I really feel things. Also there is also a sense that I’m asked who I’m dating a lot more than John [Boyega] is. I don’t answer because I have things in my life that are private. There is certainly a personal thing of, “Will people think I’m ungrateful?” Someone literally said to me, “So-and-so didn’t answer questions about that, and they came across really cold.” But I have to come first, because if I am not healthy—I was struggling with anxiety last year—if I’m not mentally healthy, or I’m depleted from sharing so much, I won’t have anything left for when people approach me.

How bad did the anxiety get?

I did the test in January of last year, and [the doctors] said my body should be 30 percent stress, 70 percent normal. I was 70 percent stress and 30 percent normal. My cortisol was so high, or something like that, that my body was constantly in fight-or-flight. I was so sick one of the days we were filming that a publication tried to make out like I was hungover. I was like, “Guys! I don’t drink on school nights.”

So how do you turn it on for fans on fight-or-flight days?

Carrie Fisher said, “You know when people come up to you for a picture?”  And I was like, “Isn’t it really intimidating?” She told me she hugged a fan once and [felt the fan’s] heart was racing. She was like, “That’s what you have to remember: It’s nerve-racking for everyone.”

Punish me (Smut)
I did a thing. I figured it to be best if this was EXO member optional, since with this storyline you could end up with any EXO member really. God forgive me for I have sinned. 

Pairing: EXO member x Reader (You will have to choose one at a certain point, or read it nine times)

Genre: Smut

Edit: Apparently the first part can be classified under ‘humour’. My sister read this and she was laughing her ass off? I did not intend for this to happen but yeah… If it’s the same for you, enjoy.

Word count: 4670 words

Warning: Phone sex, Oral sex, explicit language.

Punish me:

“No, I’m not a free phone sex service!” I shout annoyed through my mobile and immediately cut the call, throwing my mobile onto the kitchen counter. Once, just once, I had been spotted in public with the members of EXO and that was the result; forty calls a day that begin with either “What are you wearing?” or “Tell me how wet you are”.

My mother is the fixed cleaning lady for the Exo dorm, but she broke her leg a few weeks ago. In agreement with SM, I replace her until she gets better. It is summer holiday and that way I don’t need to search for a summer job.

The guys from EXO are my age, so of course the relationship between EXO and me is different than the relationship my mom has with them. Whilst my mom is more a motherly figure, I am more of a friend. That’s why a few days ago, they asked me to go out for dinner with them.

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Consider: every planet they stop on on pidges birthday, hunk and lance manage to convince large groups of aliens to sing to her no matter how confused the aliens are

lance: listen, this is a very important ritual for us

hunk: if you don’t help us sing, she won’t be able to help us defend the galaxy anymore

pidge: guys, stop

lance: [whispering] part of the ritual is that she has to act overly modest like this

pidge: oh my god. keith, help me. tell them the truth.


keith: actually if you don’t sing she’ll die

pidge: KEITH

hunk: [trying not to laugh] yeah sorry guys we didn’t want to freak you out too much, but,