he answered that really well

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  • : :
  • *outside Speedy's*
  • Molly: *approaching Mary* What's going on?
  • Mary: *grins* I found the father of your baby.
  • Molly: *wide-eyed* What? How...how do you even know who the father is?
  • Mary: *digging in her purse* I believe this belongs to the father of your baby *removes the scarf*
  • Molly: *groans* Oh God...he’s in there right now?
  • Mary: Yup.
  • Molly: *sighs* Let's get this over with.
  • Molly & Mary: *enter Speedy's*
  • Tom: *waving* Hi, Molls.
  • Molly: ...
  • Tom: *looking between them* So, what’s up?
  • Mary: *nudging her forwards* Well, Molly has something that she wants to tell you *gestures the scarf* while we're on the subject, I believe that this is your scarf.
  • Tom: No... *unzips his coat* this is my scarf.
  • Mary: ...
  • Mary: *looks at the scarf in her hand* Ah. Could I get anyone a coffee or...poison? No? Just for me? Okay *hurries off*
  • Tom: *concerned* What’s going on?
  • Molly: *sits opposite him* Nothing. Mary just... sort of made a mistake.
  • Tom: *smiles* I’m pleased Mary called. I know we broke up because you thought we weren't compatible. I was thinking...does that matter?
  • Molly: *hesitates* Tom...
  • Tom: We were perfect together *holds her hand*
  • Molly: I’m pregnant.
  • Tom: Oh. *drops her hand*
  • Tom: ...
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: You can go.
  • Tom: Thank you *runs off*
  • *John & Mary's*
  • Sherlock: *staring at the baby*
  • John & Mary: *enter the flat*
  • Mary: *smiles* Hi. How was she?
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* Fine.
  • John: *lifts his daughter* There's my girl. Were you good for your Uncle?
  • Sherlock: *sighs*
  • Mary: *smirks* You love her really. You're a natural.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I'm going to have to get used to it.
  • John: *nods* Yes, you are.
  • Sherlock: *winds the scarf around his neck; smiles a little*
  • Mary: *looks up; points* That's your scarf?
  • Sherlock: *frowns* Yeeeeeees.
  • Mary: ...
  • Sherlock: *shrugs on his coat* Goodnight *leaves*
  • Mary: *squeals with happiness*

Back to school with NCT 127 😂

theboringprincess  asked:

How goes the ascent from Trash MonsterTM to Cool Love InterestTM? I'm sure everything shall be fine!

well last weekend we were in the elevator together at like 1am and he said, “did you have a fun night?” and i blurted, “yes but now i am excited to be asleep,” which is NOT  suave answer, but whatever, and THEN he said, “well, you look really nice,” so i THINK we’re going to have a spring wedding.


Hong Seol: “I used to frequently hear that I was sensitive and frustrating to be around. So I worried a lot about that. My conclusion was…“That’s just who I am."”

@meggory84  Piggyback rides. Plural. 

“This is so uncivilized my master.” The eloquent voice of Obi-Wan whispered, knowing well the answer that he would receive.

“You really must get over this embarrassment, my padawan. A Jedi should not use pride as a reason to not ask for or offer help.” The voice wasn’t over harsh, but Obi-Wan took it as a lesson that it was meant to be. Obi-Wan squirmed on the back of his master, feeling the muscles of his master’s back ripple as he carried him from the training room heading to the medical center. His legs were wrapped around the impressive giant, wishing the inappropriate thoughts away. He had been in love with his master for a few years, but was eagerly waiting until his knighthood to approach him. Moments like this were torture, even if he wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.

“Mastah Jinn! Mastah Jinn!” Obi-Wan turned his head and looked down to see a small crechling approach them both. “Hello there, young one. What can I do for you?” Qui-Gon took the moment to re-balance the padawan on his back.

The small boy smiled widely and pointed at Obi-Wan. “When Obi is done with his piggyback ride, can we get one?” The master couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing full well how injured Obi-Wan’s pride would be with such a statement.

“He’s not…I’m not…” Qui-Gon laughed at the trained negotiators response.

“I’m sorry little one. It would seem that my Obi-Wan may have broken his ankle while training in the obstacle room. I’m just trying to get him the healers.  Once he’s in their capable hands and healing, I promise to return and play with you.”

“Promise?” The little tyke had bright blue eyes that reminded him so much of Obi-Wan and those eyes always managed to get just what they wanted. “I promise. Now off with you.”

“I am not getting a piggy back ride!” Obi-Wan groaned and Qui-Gon snickered. “I remember a time when you loved to get piggy back rides. I sometimes miss the days that you wanted to play.” Obi-Wan regretted the sadness in his voice at the end, thinking back to the days when their relationship wasn’t so silent and formal.

Feeling the press of his head against his own, Qui-Gon smiled. “There won’t be many more days left between us. Soon you will be on your own. I will miss the boy that once was, but I will mourn the loss of the man you’ve become in my daily life.”

Why was his master so sad when those words came out? He could bridge this distance and offer up a reason, but he wasn’t ready, it wasn’t time. He had to wait. The code was clear in this as with all things related to the Master/Padawan relationship. He must wait to declare his feelings when the bond was no longer in place, it must be this way to ensure that both the Master and Padawan are protected. It however didn’t make situations such as piggy back rides on strong muscular backs any easier!

Three weeks later….

“Padawan, this is ridiculous!” Qui-Gon’s voice rose from behind the head of his tired and filthy padawan.

“You really must get over this embarrassment, my Master.” He was really enjoying this moment way too much and he would be sure to milk it for all that it was worth. It had been a horrible mission. The mud covered planet was still coated to their bodies, but they made it out with only Qui-Gon injured. He had a deep laceration in his thigh that made it impossible to walk.

“Those words were meant for an impudent young padawan, whom was easy to transport to the temple healers. I’m twice your size and almost twice your age! This is ridiculous.” Qui-Gon groaned and knew the real reason he wanted down, was because this young man was a bronze god wrapped in sin. The closer to his body he came, the harder it was to control his own wayward responses. Obi-Wan was twenty-five and not far from his trials, a time when he would finally leave his old decrepit master and forge his own life. He didn’t need the burden of Qui-Gon’s confession, he was in terribly, horribly lost in love.

The bigger man tried to shift on the back of his padawan, only to grasp tighter when he started to fall. He felt Obi-Wan wrap the force around his body to sustain the extra weight upon his back. “We landed earlier than expected; therefore the healers weren’t ready with a hover bed, so you are stuck with me. I promise to be gentle, but you really must relax and realize this is for the best, your pride be damned.”


“Trained extensively well by you, my master.” Qui-Gon couldn’t help the smile and muttered under his breath a few expletives.

“Such language, my poor broken Master.”

“Remember this well, MY padawan. I WILL heal and I WILL have my revenge.”

“Jedi do not crave revenge.”

“Shut up and get me to the healers, Obi-Wan" The smile that graced the face of the younger man could have lit up the entire temple. “Yes, my master.”

“Obee! Mastah Jinnnn!” The three year old bounded toward the pair and jumped up and down in front of them.

“Hello young one. Are you enjoying the gardens today?” His master always had a way with children, stray pets and anything that could look at you with big eyes and rule your world immediately.

“Yes! But now that you are here, Can we get piggy back rides like you promised?” Obi-Wan laughed out loud at the request, thinking they had quite enough of piggy back rides to last a lifetime lately. “Absolutely! Why don’t you round on your friends.” Qui-Gon laughed as the young boy toddled over to a group of younglings and saw their faces light up with awe.

“Master, you know this is going to end badly?”

“Always make sure you leave time for play, my young one. This is the final lesson that I wish to impart to you. Our mission’s leave us drained, tired and often disillusioned, but if you take the time to visit with the younglings and leave your heart open to their light. Well, it can provide us with the healing to our souls. The healers can only repair the physical and often we don’t have time for soul healers. Have fun with me, Obi-Wan?”

Obi-Wan swallowed the heart that was threatening to burst from his chest. They would be off to a world called Naboo within the day for simple negotiations, but in the mean time they had a moment, this moment together to lighten their hearts, together as in all things.

Uninvited *Part 2*

Jensen Ackles X Reader 

Word Count: 557

Requested: @dylanlover24

Request: Could u do a part 2, please

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

After a rather long game of hiding and seek which lasted the whole of the con, with you running around and signing things while the fans kept and watch and in some cases helped distract Jensen so you could get away. So you ended up leaving and going back to the hotel you were sitting around for a while before you heard the hotel door open and the footsteps of your boyfriend walking into the room. “Where have you been?” Jensen asked as he sat on the edge of the bed taking off his shoes.
“At the con.” You answered.
“Really? Where?” He asked.
“Everywhere.” You answered smiling.
“Well, you never told me that you could do impressions.” Jensen suddenly changed the subject.
“Well, it wasn’t really an impression more of an accent.” You shrugged. “Although no one seems to be able to do a perfect British accent.”
“You trying to make me feel better?” he asked laying back on the bed and pulling you into his side.
“No, my mum always used to say it, she used to say ‘it is unlikely to find someone who can do a good British accent if they’re not from Britain’” You explained doing a bad impression of your mum. Jensen chuckled before it was quiet for a second.
“What are we doing tomorrow?” Jensen asked.
“Um,your” You hummed as you grabbed your phone going to the calendar. “You’re doing a panel with Misha and I have an interview somewhere else.” You mumbled to lazy and tired to read further.
“So you’re leaving early tomorrow?” he asked hand running lazily up and down your arm.
“No my interview isn’t until the afternoon, I’ll probably leave around the same time as you.” You answered. “Right, I’m taking a shower, you're alright with taking one in the morning.”
“Yeah, sure.” Jensen answered his eyes still closed as you pushed yourself up and went into the bathroom.

The next morning you both left to your respective places and you were sitting in front of the interviewer “So where did you meet Jensen then? There are rumors that you met before this.” The interviewer informed.
“Not to my knowledge.” You smiled. “We met on my first day on set it was weird because I had only been doing the parts of extra thus far and now I was in the forefront of the show.”
“That must have been strange, how has life changed then?” she asked leaning forward in her seat.
“Well people have started to recognise me and the cons that I’m required to go to are always fun, but I wouldn’t say that anything has changed for the bad, I mean I love the atmosphere associated with the show and the way that it seems to change people’s lives is amazing.”
“Alright so here’s the question I’ve been wanted ask.” The interviewer started and you looked over at her.
“What’s Jensen doing here? Isn’t he supposed to be at the con?” she asked looking behind you. Jensen was standing behind your seat and actually leaning on it, you frowned.
“How long have you been there?” You asked and then turned to the audience “You! Why didn’t you tell me?” They just laughed and you grumbled.
“Not funny.” You glared.
“Aww don’t be like that sweetheart.” he smiled before kissing your cheek.

Requests and general question!

odetosleepyjoshdun  asked:

that support group is a good idea, count me in. i'm very confused

all in favour for the lanky swedish life ruiner support group

Originally posted by cool-and-ironic-stuff


“So you’re a mutant?” Y/N asked Barry. He shook his head.
“I’m a meta-human,” he answered. “You really aren’t from around here are you?”
“Well if you haven’t heard of the Avengers, then I guess I am.”
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You never know when you’ll need your language skills!

Everyone, something so cool happened today at work! I teach at a Korean elementary school, and this semester we have a new sixth grader who transferred from an elementary school in China (it seems he’s ethnically Korean but he was born and raised in China?Not sure)! Anyway, my coteacher tried asking him some stuff in Korean, but he wasn’t really answering, so she thought he might not speak Korean much/well. Since I can speak (minimal and basic, but still!) Chinese, I offered to ask him some questions for my coteacher. At the end of class, she told the new student to stay behind with me and I asked him a few questions in Chinese :D Just simple stuff about his background, his Korean ability, etc… He was super shocked that the foreign English teacher was suddenly busting out the Chinese! Glad I took the time to learn as much as I have so far :> And he didn’t have any problem understanding my questions, so I guess my grammar and pronunciation were decent :D

Never give up, guys! You never know when you’ll need your language skills, no matter how little.

Happy studying~

Sans: “24. next”

Sans: “sometimes, if i dont have anything better to do. i like earthbound”

Sans: “i’m supposed to be working. next question”

Sans: “yeah, it’s not bad. nice food. and my boss likes it. says it’s a good place for our base.”

Sans: “probably red? or black, or purple, i don’t care”

Sans: “how did you know?”

Season finale; Castiel thoughts

I noticed Castiel didn’t seem to take interest in his Father all to well because Cas looked for him, and ……well he didn’t answer and Cas REALLY needed him to be there, because that’s his Father, the one who created him, so I was thinking why Castiel was acting so much like, “Yeah, sure. Its Dad, the absent father that never answered my calls and I am like the only angel who full out gave into man. *gestures towards Sam and Dean* The whole purpose of my being.”, and that just rips him apart. So he acknowledges his presence but doesn’t really….care? IDK, that is just what I got out of Cas avoiding God’s eyes? Don’t hate me please……


It happens every once in a while. Mostly when I’m late

Yes, hello! I have returned from my time of vacation fully tanned and soaked in the sun.

While the beaches of my country were comforting, they are nothing compared to your company. I am happy to see you!

okay so dans internet support group video was funny and all but can we talk about the fact that he answered some pretty serious questions really well? dan told his audience of mostly young girls that its okay to be sexually active and that theres no shame in having sex. there are many attractive guys on the internet who have such a huge platform and only use it to perpetuate the shame girls face everyday. and here dan is, using his platform to crush shame. i’m just so proud and so happy that teenage girls are hearing this im so so happy.

Cobain Shirt

Imagine being an actress or a singer on the rise. You’d be backstage, ten minutes before having to present an award. As you were walking, just looking around, you saw Calum Hood, the bassist of your favorite band, and shall I say ultimate crush, sitting alone in the dressing room, typing on his phone. You started to panic a little, unsure of what to do. After debating in your head whether you should or not go talk to him, you decided to put your shyness aside and walked up to him. At first, he did not see you, so, to catch his attention you said the first thing that came to your mind. “Hey, I like your Cobain shirt”. Wow Y/N, how original of you, you thought. But he looked up at you and smiled, both amused and intrigued. He then looked down at your outfit and answered “Well thank you, I really like your dress too”. You awkwardly laughed and held out your hand. “Hi, I’m Y/N, I’m a big fangirl - a fan ! I’m a fan… Who’s also a girl…” Calum let out an adorable giggle and shook your hand. “Very nice to meet you, Y/N”.

There’s a monster in my closet and I don’t know what to do!
Have you ever seen him?
Has he ever pounced on you?
I wonder what he looks like!
Is he purple with red eyes?
I wonder what he likes to eat. What about his size!!
Tonight I’m gonna catch him!
I’ll set a real big trap!
Then I’ll train him really well.
He’ll answer when I clap!

When I looked up in that closet there was nothing there but stuff.
I know the monster’s in there! I heard him huff and puff!
Could it be he wants to eat me?
Maybe I’m his favorite tray.
And if he comes to get me,
I’ll scream loudly, “Go away!!”
If he’s nice, I’ll name him “Happy.”
If he’s bad I’ll name him “Grouch.”
I suspect that he is leaving, but if not…I’ll kick him out!
—  taylorswift
Taylor’s poem “Monster in my Closet”