This scene is interesting to me because it’s a turning point. In this scene, these characters are essentially strangers to each other and have just reconnected. Miami is surrounded by water, it’s always present, and I felt that there needed to be a moment of spiritual transference between these two characters and this idea of a swimming lesson– of Juan teaching Little how to swim, how to sustain himself– seemed like the right place to do it. I told Mahershala, “This is a baptism, and I need you to teach him how to float. Teach him how to swim.” Alex Hibbert actually did not know how to swim. He’s learning how to swim as you’re watching the scene. And it’s beautiful, because in this moment, where I want this element of spiritual transference to occur – you watch a grown black man teach a young black boy how to swim in the middle of the Atlantic ocean.
Made this for a friend who needed some help with fire animation, figured it might be useful to someone else
this is how I approach any fire animation I do timing-wise and design wise. if I am doing something more cartoony I will use shapes that are suited to more flowing smooth transitions and a nice graphic look, if I am animating more realistically I will use more chaotic timing and a design that works better with the slight motion blur I always apply to realistic fire. real fire doent flow nice and smooth like water or smoke when viewed at real-time
I almost always animate fire on 1′s, though the cartoony fire can work on 2′s, you just have to be more careful of pops.
you can also animate more realistic fire with a slower timing, you wouldn’t want the above fire in the background of a calm scene. this is just an example using an extreme case.
Hope this helps someone who is struggling to rough animate fire that fits their specific style and scene timing.
IMAGINE: (Y/N) and Steve are both tired of their friends (namely Sam and Tony), trying to set them up with people. What happens when one night they decide to take control of their own love lives and teach Sam and Tony a lesson? (x)
[gif is not mine -creds to the owner. requests are open. immensely proud of this, probably except the ending. i’ve uploaded this like 3 times now and tumblr keeps deleting it, so apologies for the continuous upload for this.]
warnings: swear words, mature situations -minor sex scenes.
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‘The question of whether we can fight fate will always remain a mystery. But the bigger question is what happens when we stop fighting it.’
“Tony, for the last fucking time, I don’t want to go on a date with your friend!” (Y/N) yelled exasperated as she threw a piece of bread at him. “How many times do I have to tell you?”
“Come on, he’s totally your type and you guys would be perfect for each other,” his voice now took on a whining tone and (Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Please, just this one time?”
(Y/N) smiled sweetly at him, “No.” She hopped off the stool she was sitting on, “Last time I agreed to one of your dates he started crying when they brought the entree, and then again when we started having sex.”
Steve placed his hands on his knees as he bent over, trying to catch his breath. “Good run, Cap” He looked behind him and saw Sam jogging to where he was.
“You were so close in beating me this time,” he placed his hands on his back and stretched. Steve groaned as he began rubbing his shoulders.
“You busy tonight?”
Steve shook his head, “No, why?”
“There’s this girl,” Sam started but Steve glared at him. “Now, hear me out, she’s lovely and-,” Sam didn’t finish as Steve held up a hand.
“Look, I don’t want to Sam. I mean I’ve tried this thing before when Nat tried to set me up and it just didn’t work out. If I want to start dating, I’ll do it through my own way.” Steve clasped a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “Thanks though.”
(Y/N) fiddled with the screwdriver in Bruce’s lab, “I thought you wanted my help on a formula Bruce, but all I’ve done is play with your tools.”
Bruce turned around with a sheepish smile on his face, “Sorry (Y/N). It’s on that table if you want to have a look at it.”
She smiled at him and walked to the table. Leaning on it with her arms, she began scanning it. (Y/N) was focused until Tony barged in.
“Guys, I just got us a reservation at Top Stem!”
(Y/N) looked over at Bruce, then turned back to Tony, “Isn’t that the hipster bar in Brooklyn?”
Tony smiled and nodded, “Yep. Know a guy and he managed to book us a table.”
“What’s the occasion?”
“I mean everyone’s here since forever,” Tony shrugged. She knew that it meant more to him that he could ever admit. After the Civil War broke out between the group, tensions ran high and even though it’s been 5 years since the event happened the group still wasn’t as it was before.
“I’m in,” Bruce smiled.
“Me too,” (Y/N) smiled and continued reading the document. She was too engrossed once again so she didn’t notice the scheming look between Bruce and Tony.
“I’m at the restaurant Sam, and nobody’s here yet,” Steve spoke into the phone, peering in every now and then into the restaurant. “It is the Top Stem, right?” He asked. “Alright, I’ll go in, but if you’re not here or anyone in the next 15 minutes, I’m leaving.” With that, Steve hung up and walked in.
When he was seated he saw that the bar was dimly lit, giving it an intimate feel, especially with the single flower in the middle of the table. He frowned at the multiple empty chairs that circled the table.
“Rogers?” He heard his name and looked up from the menu. He saw (Y/N), and in that moment he allowed himself to bask in her beauty. He hasn’t spoken to her in a long time. Of course, their relationship was never friendly, but still, he missed the fights and the banter, and the wanting to rip her clothes to shred and push her up against the wall. Steve coughed, making sure that he wasn’t blushing when he replied to her.
“Are we the first ones here?” (Y/N) asked, sitting down across from him. Steve nodded. “Fantastic,” she grumbled.
“That hurts (Y/L/N),” he gave her a smirk and she smiled largely at him.
After 10 minutes passed, (Y/N) opened her phone and texted Tony’s number.
‘Where are you guys?’
“Tony?” Steve nodded towards the phone.
“Yeah, I mean our friends are little shits, but they’re usually around five minutes late,” she checked her watch, “not ten.”
Suddenly a buzz went through the table.
‘At home. Have fun ;)’
“For fucks sake,” (Y/N) groaned. “By any chance did Sam want to set you up with someone before this?”
Realization went through him and he cursed, “Are you fucking serious?”
(Y/N) laughed at him, “Language, Cap.”
“Our friends are shit.”
“I’ll drink to that.” (Y/N) raised her glass and gulped it down. “I can’t believe I fell for this, I mean it’s a Stark plan,” she sneered. “Those usually have more holes than Swiss cheese.”
“Sam and Tony schemed us. Us out of all people!”
(Y/N) agreed, “Fuck. You know what we should do?”
Steve looked at her, he knew that look. It was that look before a scheme hatched in her mind, god he knew that look. He loved that look. He got turned on by that look. “What?”
“Since our dear friends thought that they could out scheme us, why don’t we show them just how great we can be together?” He gestured for her to go on. “Let’s pretend to date and then we’ll have this dramatic fall out after like a month or so and then they’ll don’t know what to do because we’ll force them to choose sides. Then, we’ll come out and say, ‘it wasn’t real, but this could be the outcome if you keep fucking with our lives.’”
Steve sat back for a while. Usually he was a good guy, he wouldn’t scheme, but sometimes (Y/N) brought out that Steve he wanted to be when he was younger. One that wouldn’t take shit from anyone. He got that chance when (Y/N) entered in his life.
3 weeks into ‘dating.’
“I can’t believe that you and Capsicle are dating now,” Tony sat down next to her, a bowl of cereal placed in front of him. “I mean, I thought you would high-tail out of there but not before throwing a drink in his face.”
(Y/N) shrugged, “Well, when I first saw him that’s what I wanted to do. I guess old habits die hard, but once we got talking, it was just realization. I just realized just how much we were alike, but so different at the same time.”
“Ew,” Tony shoved her lightly. “Can you spare me the romantic feelings?”
She threw a piece of granola at him. What surprised her was just how true her statement was.
3.5 Weeks into ‘dating’
“So what’s the next step on the plan?” Steve asked as he opened the door for her.
“I’m not sure if you’re going to like this, but they have to catch us in a sexual manner to say,” (Y/N) spoke and cringed. “You can just lay on top of me, I know that you don’t want to do any of that until you really like someone.”
“How do you know?”
(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Oh please. You’re Mr. Poster Guy for having an emotional connection before having sex with a girl,” noticing his casted down eyes, “not that there’s any wrong with that!” She placed a hand on his shoulder.
“I’m just saying, Tony knows me. Tony knows that I don’t need an emotional connection when fucking someone.” She saw that he cringed when she said that. “Sorry.” She stopped walking and leaned into the wall, “He won’t believe we’re dating until he catches us in the act. He believes that we had this weird pent up sexual frustration before.”
Steve laughed, “Sam and Nat said the same thing.”
“Okay, so this is what I have in mind-,” she never got to finish her sentence as Steve pushed her up against the wall, she subconsciously lifted her legs and wrapped it around his waist. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, opening her mouth to allow his tongue in. She moaned as he grinded his hips to hers. “Steve, fuck,” she moaned out as he began placing kissed on his neck.
Steve relished in the way she grinded her hips against her. He could feel himself harden against his gym shorts and he really couldn’t care enough to blush or apologize. He almost took her when she began moaning his name. “You like that?” He nipped her jaw as he grinded against her again.
“God yes,” she rolled her head and pulled him in again to kiss him.
They only broke apart when they heard several throats clearing. (Y/N) and Steve broke apart slowly, she opened her eyes and saw that he was staring at her. His normal crystal blue eyes, were darker than she’s ever seen before.
“Get a room,” Tony hollered, backed up by Clint and Sam’s snickering.
Steve and (Y/N) turned their heads, foreheads still touching, to their audience. “Sorry, can’t keep my hands off her, I mean have you seen her?”
Pietro nodded and smugly grinned, “I sure have.”
Steve growled and (Y/N) found herself getting turned on by it. She grinned and lightly bit his earlobe, grinding into him for the extra act. Steve turned his attention back to her and smiled. He pecked her lips once more.
“For the love of god! I’ve given you guys practically a floor each, can you not do it where everyone can see!” Tony complained as he shut his eyes and dramatically walked to the gym. The others walked past, each smiling smugly and laughing.
Once they were out of view and hearing range, Steve allowed (Y/N) to unwrap her legs around him and gently set her down. “Didn’t know that you had in it you Rogers. I’m surprised, pleasantly surprised, but surprised nonetheless.”
Steve didn’t reply to that comment but he did give her a small, shy smile. “I guess they believe that we’re dating now?”
“For sure,” she laughed, still trying to catch her breath. “I’ll see you round Rogers.” With a wink she disappeared, swaying her hips as she did so, knowing that he was watching her. As she walked away she desperately tried to forget how good he felt, how good and right it felt when he kissed her. How he held her in the right places.
She leaned against a wall, “Fuck.” Yup, she was fucking screwed because she’s opening herself up to Steve.
4 Weeks into ‘dating’
“No need to be jealous (Y/N), you know that he only has his eyes and his other things for you,” Bucky whispered as they both watched a flirtatious reported touched Steve’s arm.
(Y/N) refused to admit that she was jealous. She wasn’t jealous at all. She didn’t want to drag him away and claw the woman who had her paws on him. Nope. Not at all. She was only concerned about their plan being thwarted if he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. She glanced at Bucky and he gave her a supportive smile. “Thanks, Buck.” She touched his arm gently, and that was the time that Steve looked up.
His eyes narrowed as he saw his best friend and his ‘girlfriend-slash-not-girlfriend-but he kinds of has feelings for her?’ closely talking. “So, what would you say was the best thing about the ‘40’s?” Tierney asked as she posed her pencil over the paper.
He turned back to her, giving him her most charming smile and answered.
(Y/N) took a deep breath, her nostrils flaring as she heard the woman’s laugh from across the room. “Breathe,” Bucky warned. They both watched as the reported fiddled with Steve’s tie. “Fuck,” Bucky swore as he watched (Y/N) storming over. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why can’t Sam do this?”
(Y/N) stormed over to where they were, standing so close to Steve that he couldn’t physically move away from her. “Am I interrupting something?” She asked sweetly. Steve looked down at (Y/N), to anyone who didn’t know her, they would have just thought that she was asking a simple question, but he knew that tone.
“Uh, I was just doing an interview here with Mr. Rogers,” the woman explained.
(Y/N) turned to her, an eyebrow arched and her jaw clenched, “Are you really?” She felt Steve’s hand wrap around her waist and leaned back into him. She smirked when she saw the reporter’s eyes move to the gesture. “Because from where I stood you were trying to get into my boyfriend’s pants.” She moved closer to the woman, “Are you really trying to get into my man’s pants?”
“No, no-,” the woman stuttered.
“Good, because fucking another woman’s man is a big no-no, no matter what, understand?”
“I didn’t know that he had a girlfriend,” the woman tried to explain.
“That’s why I’m letting you off, just make sure when you want to flirt with someone, make sure that they’re not taken, otherwise it can get,” (Y/N) tilted her head and gave the woman in front of her another smile, “messy.” With a turn, she faced Steve indicating that the conversation ended. Luckily, the woman took the hint and walked off.
Steve allowed himself to be dragged by into an empty room. She turned around and he saw that she was beyond pissed. “Do you want our plan to go down the drain?”
“Are you jealous?” He laughed at the thought. (Y/N), jealous? In all of the time that he knew her, she never once showed this kind of emotion.
“I’m angry that our plan would be tarnished, yes.”
He walked over to her, smiling all the while. “You were jealous.” He placed his hands on her hips. She shook her head, anger still in his eyes. “Oh really?” She nodded. “So after this whole charade, you wouldn’t mind me dating her,” he ghosted his lips over hers, “fuck her,” now her ear, “make love to her?” He allowed himself to nibble on her ear, earning a moan from her.
“Fuck her all you want,” (Y/N) grasped the tie, pulling him closer, their noses touching, “but you’re mine right now.” She grounded her hips against his, and this time it was him moaning.
As their kisses got more desperate, (Y/N) allowed her to think. How did it come to this situation? Alone, in a room with Steve Rogers of all people trying to undo her dress, which started which jealously? If you told her this 3 years ago, she would have laughed in your face, but at this moment? She allowed herself to enjoy Steve Rogers.
“Steve, fuck! Oh my god!” She yelled as she fisted his hair.
“Better be quiet doll, or someone might come in,” he mumbled against her clit.
“Don’t care,” she mumbled, Steve moved back in this time with more rigor. Her head tilting back, moaning loudly as she did so.
5.5 Weeks into ‘dating’
“Aren’t we supposed to break up now or something?” He dropped it so casually, it was like he was talking about the weather.
She was so stunned that she couldn’t formulate a sentence so she decided on, “What?”
“Wasn’t that the plan?” She stopped playing with his hair and turned to him. He noticed her eyes drop down, her brows furrowed. “Unless you don’t want to.” He teased.
She looked up and clenched her jaw, “No. I just don’t know how to do it dramatically, I mean I haven’t had the time to think with you fucking me.” She yanked herself out of his grasp, and neither would admit it but they missed each others touch.
Steve’s eyes widened with her cold tone, “(Y/N)…”
“Give me until tonight, then I’ll you the plan,” she walked away, her heart beating furiously.
Once she was in her room, she locked the door and sat on her bed. (Y/N) placed her face on her hands. She completely forgot about the plan -with all the sex, the talks about their past and her incessant questions about his childhood, and the weird dates in Brooklyn that she couldn’t help but enjoy. She never thought that when got into this that their goal, her goal of making sure that Tony and the gang never in their life again would blur with one kiss from Steve Rogers.
(Y/N) had it all planned out. She usually knew what was real and what wasn’t, but whenever she was with Steve, she couldn’t help but feel that everything was real.
She stood by the kitchen, whiskey in her hand. (Y/N) texted Steve two minutes ago to meet her so they can ‘break-up’. She didn’t want to, not that she’ll ever voice that thought out. She saw Steve as soon as he entered the kitchen, his face wasn’t impassive as she thought it would be.
He stalked over to her, every Avenger now watching them. He pulled her into him roughly, his hand on her waist, the other on her ass. (Y/N) was shocked, so she hesitantly kissed him back. He broke apart with her, “I need to talk to you.” Steve didn’t allow her to respond, he just grabbed her by the hand and dragged her to his room. They both felt a group of eyes watching them, but they could not care less.
“Rogers, what the hell are you doing?” He locked the door. Steve faced her.
“I love you,” he stated plainly. “I didn’t want to fall in love with you, but fuck, every single smile that you gave me, every single conversation that we had made me fall in love with you. I’m not going to lie, when I first met you I thought that you were one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen, but then you opened your perfect little mouth and you ruined it all.”
He gave a small laugh, “But you didn’t at the same time.” He looked at her, “I wanted you more than anything, the way that you talked to me -you talked to me like I was a normal guy pissing you off, not Captain America. You were the most annoying, frustrating woman in my life, I didn’t know whether I wanted to kill you or fuck you. But I did know one thing, I couldn’t imagine my life without your incessant nagging about everything that I did.”
Steve stopped speaking, they both knew that he was finished talking. (Y/N) stood there, in the middle of Steve’s room, unmoving, no emotion in her eyes. She closed her yes and inhaled.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re dramatic? You could rival Tony,” She opened her eyes and looked at him. He knew that her words were supposed to be biting but once he saw her eyes, oh god, he could burst out crying. Steve saw the love and admiration that he knew would take awhile for her to voice out. But it was still there. She loved him as well.
“You love me,” he teased and she shrugged laughing all the while. “You know what’s better than normal sex against a wall?” Steve asked.
She moved forward, wrapping her arms around him, her face glowing. “What?”
“Having passionate sex in Tony’s office,” he winked at her and she laughed.
“And they say that I’m the inappropriate one in the relationship!” She grinned at him. He was beautiful and he was hers. “I must say though, you know a way to girl’s heart.”
“Correction, I know the way to your heart.” He grinned down at her, and kissing her for the first time, not because of a scheme or a plan, but because he finally got the girl who managed to make him rip out his hair, kiss her until she’s out of breath and set his soul on fire. Sure, he had a rough road ahead of him, but if she was there with him, he could manage.
“I want people that are gonna fucking bleed for it. I want to know someone’s gonna spontaneously combust, that’s what it should be. My brother and I and Tomo leave everything in the audience. We give it all away and it will always be like that. Or else we won’t do it.” - Jared Leto
One of the things I love about TV shows, is the ability to re-watch scenes with the click of mouse. Especially after learning something new. I like to re-watch with my new knowledge and see if the story was leading there all along.
This scene from 2x13 of Supergirl gave me that opportunity, but in a new perspective.
With just a few heartwrenching, well-acted lines the writers gave us a look into the Maggie Sawyer backstory we’ve been screaming about. An idea to why she’s so guarded. An explanation for her patience and understanding with Alex’s coming out.
The best part for my giant fangirling emotions? Re-watching the Sanvers’ scenes knowing she’s lying about her parents acceptance and she’s hiding the pain for Alex. Seeing how truly happy she is that Alex told Kara with no negative repercussions and wondering if it stings a little. Understanding these lines better, “I heard everything you said.” “I don’t meet many people that I care about.” And simply understanding Maggie Sawyer a little better. From one scene!
I’ve said it before and will continue reiterating, this is my favorite show since Buffy. It’s not perfect. But it has kickass female characters. Played by fantastic actresses. And a lesbian storyline I’m loving. I’m excited every week for a new episode.
Do I want more Sanvers? Always. Especially if it’s more opportunities to showcase the acting of Chyler Leigh and Floriana Lima. Especially especially, if it’s angsty, meaty, heart-felt content. What can I say, I like my drama in fiction not real life.
This season feels a bit all over the place, but I’m still in love. I’m here for the kickass women. The strong acting. And the lesbians help.
Ps, if you think my over indulgence into the significance of one scene for Detective Maggie Sawyer is bad; come talk to me about
Meredith. Fucking. Grey.
Director!Jensen x actress!reader? - I hope you like it, dear! :)
Jensen was always so up-tight when he was directing an episode, and you didn’t blame him. Directing wasn’t an easy job and there was a lot of pressure that went along with it. As you looked over at him, he was sitting in his chair, his elbow was resting on his right leg with his hand propping his head up as he watched Jared and Misha film a scene. You wanted to find a way to loosen him up a bit. For him, keeping it light and laid back on set was a must, so he always had music playing in-between shots. So you walked over to his phone and looked up a song, a grin playing on your face as it started playing.
In your next shot, your character had a lousy broom for a weapon, as she was trapped with nothing else around against the vampire coming at her. So you chuckled as you picked it up and positioned it as if it was a microphone stand. Then you started lip-synching into the camera, knowing it was rolling.
Doesn’t take much to make me happy And make me smile with glee Never, never will I fee discouraged ‘Cause our love’s no mystery
Demonstrating love and affection That you give so openly, yeah I like the way it makes me feel about you, baby Want the whole wide world to see
Jensen looked up from the storyboard in front of him and into the monitor where he could see you dancing and lip-synching, causing a smile to grow on his face as he laughed lightly. He knew what you were trying to do…he had been so stressed about this fight scene coming up between you and the vampire that he hadn’t talked to anyone, just kept to himself. He suddenly felt bad about shutting everyone out and he lowered his head as you kept dancing. When he looked back up again, Jared and Misha had joined you and he couldn’t keep from laughing now as the three of you pretended to be The Emotions.
Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love Whoa whoa, you’ve got the best of my love
As you finished, you doubled over in laughter as the crew started applauding your performance. You took a quick, modest curtsy and stepped to the side and held your hands out, showing Jared and Misha.
“Alright, alright,” Jensen said, waving his hands in the air. “Come on, let’s get ready for the next shot.” He was trying to be as stern as possible, but when he sat back down in his director’s chair he looked over at you and smiled, then mouthed ‘thank you’.
You smiled back at him and winked, then mouthed back ‘I love you’.
I’ve always wanted to try animating Sonic from the Sonic CD cut-scenes. I just feel that they have a lot of charm to them. Although I wish I could have done them a little more justice with my own work.
I know this sort of thing is usually frowned upon, but if you could please take a moment to consider following my blog, it would mean a lot to me! Since there’s no guarantee that anything that I make will even be noticed. And it would be great knowing that there’s people out their that like what I do as I continue moving forward.
I’m re-uploading this in hopes of it getting more attention, since I last uploaded this right as new Sonic Mania footage was release and I doubt anyone had a chance to see it. I’m not saying it deserves it, but I just want to get it one last chance.
Can we talk about this for one second? This is Ronals fucking Speirs, the guy who told Blithe there is no hope and he has to accept the fact that he is dead, begging for his friends life. This is Ronald fucking Speirs, the guy who ran through german atillery, made contact with another company and ran the same way back, begging for one soldiers life. This is Ronals fucking Speirs, the guy who never corrected the rumours that were spread about him killing germans, not believing what the doctor says about his wounded friend. This is Ronald Speirs who reached for Grands hand to hold. This is Ronald Speirs who, in the middle of the night, found a german brain doctor and made him operate his wounded friend. This is Ronald Speirs who stormed into a room of soldiers who were hurting the bastard that shot Grand and held a gun to his head. But he didnt pull the trigger.
When i recently rewatched Band of Brother, i found myself in a weird position. I never liked Speirs, but i never payed attention to him after the attack on Foy. To me he always seemed fearless, maybe even heartless. But this scene made me realise that he, indeed, has a heart. That he cares about his friends and that he considers the man of Easy Company, or at least some of them, his friends.
He is not the bad guy, he just wants people to think he is. But the further the war moves on, the more he lets himself care about the man, and show what they mean to him.
I never thought i’d say this but he must have been a very great man, soldier and friend.
You were kinda a thing with Happy but he pushed you away to keep you “safe” you end up getting a job in a strip club that the guys just happen to visit one day. Hap gets pissed and drags you outta there and shows you you’re his. making it official.* I love this request personally!
“Happy, why can’t we make this more serious?” You looked up at Happy taking a drag from you cigarette. Him and you just had one of you two famous sexual encounters. “You now we can’t be together. Clubs got too much heat and I don’t want you in the crossfire.” He said taking the cigarette from you and putting it out. “Funny how you say that but every time I catch you at a SAMCRO party, some little ho has your attention.” He stood quiet. “Look I’m down with just fucking you, but now I’m catching feelings and I want to know if I should take my feelings out of this equation.” You said looking sad. “You’re thinking about all of this too much. Those crow eaters don’t mean anything really. They don’t have a key to my house, you do. They don’t get taken out to eat or given any gifts from me, but you do. Stop thinking about those girls when they don’t even have my attention like you do.” He said trying to reassure you but that just made you mad. “Happy if you don’t make this official, I’m gonna start seeing other people.” You said hoping that he would be afraid to lose you and immediately make the relationship more serious but instead he started laughing.
“You walk to another man and I found out about it Y/N. You know what I’m about, don’t get anyone hurt because your insecure.” He said kissing your forehead before leaving the house… You sat there for a moment and decided to take a shower and get dressed and head to the club house because if Happy thought that this conversation was over, he was sadly mistaken…. “Hey man, your girl is outside.” Tig told Happy. Happy was sitting at the bar, drinking the bar and rolled his eyes, “Ugh, this broad!” Walking out he yelled at you, “What the hell you doing here Y/N?” “I wasn’t done talking to you Mr. Lowman! My feelings should matter to you dammit! I’m a human being.” You were hurt and frustrated at the same time that you didn’t even care that you were causing a scene in the parking lot. “Get the fuck out of here before I say something you don’t wanna here darling.” “NO! You already did that this morning. Tell me right now what the fuck I want to know or I will be out of your life!” You said yelling but this was Happy’s last chance to show he cared about you. “You always say that but you always come crawling back. I should’ve left you after I fucked you that one night in the bar restroom you whore!” When Happy said those words, you and him knew they would cut deep. You looked around and noticed everybody staring. “Well, now I know how you really feel.” You said walking to your car.
You had drove to a near bar to have a drink with your friend Lily. “I can’t believe that asshole said all that to you, we should go fuck up his clothes!!” Lily said drunk . She was your best friend. You had actually met Happy at the same bar you two were at on a Saturday night 7 months ago. She was messing around with some guy they called Juice and he came in with some of his friends. You noticed Happy as soon as he came in, you two played a staring game all night till he came up to you and you took his hand to the restroom. You never thought you would catch feelings for him but you did. The two of you told each other about each others past, present, and what yall wanted in the future. He made you laugh, a lot. “Lily, I just need something to occupy my time. Since I got fired Happy has been taking care of me but now I need a job since I’m done with that piece of shit.” You said firmly. “You should come dance with me!” Lily said. “Lily hell no, I haven’t danced since I got into a fight with that Star bitch and got fired!” You said. “No! This is a new club out of Charming called Legs. Come on girl, I need a dancing partner again.” She said with her sad face. “Okay.” You said smiling.
You had now been dancing for two weeks and really haven’t talked or thought about Happy. He had came to your apartment but you were never home because of you working the night shift and you mainly crashed at Lily’s place since she was close to the strip club. He had called you and texted you “I’m sorry.” one time but that didn’t mean anything to you because of how he treated you. You were a fucked up individual and you thought you found someone with as much demons as you but you were sadly mistaken. Happy wasn’t the person he seemed to b e and that made you depressed so you stayed out getting drunk and dancing at the club. “Dig in your pockets for this next gorgeous woman. Here comes fine ass Dime.” The DJ announced as you took the stage. You never left the club without at least $600 in your pocket and tonight wouldn’t be different, or so you thought. You were dancing unaware of Bobby, Tig, Juice, and Happy walking through the door. “Hey Juicy. Came to see me?” Lily said walking up to Juice. “I didn’t know you worked here.” Juice said with a happy but confused look on his face. “Yeah, Y/N & I both dance here.” She said not noticing Happy. “What do you mean Y/N works here? She stopped that shit.” Happy said angrily. “Ugh, you should leave!” Lily said.
You had just got off the stage and you went to the back for a short period to freshen up and then came right back out to do table dances. “Hey baby!” a man with a stack of hundred dollar bills in his hand said to you. “You want a dance daddy?” You said seductively to him. You started dancing and was in your own zone till someone snatched you off of the man’s lap. You thought it was an angry girlfriend because it has happened but instead it was Happy. “What the fuck!?” You said trying to slap him.Before he could say anything, the customer tried to hit Happy and that didn’t go to well. Happy and the customer started fighting and even though you were heated with Happy you decided to crack a beer bottle on the customer’s head, which knocked him out. “Get your shit and come on now!” He said firmly. “You got me fucked up.” You said walking off but Happy grabbed your wrist. The bouncer was making his way with the manager to the two of you. “Dime, you’re suspended. Get your shit and take your body guard with you.” The manager said. “No, she quits.” Happy said. “Fine with me.” The manager said and walked away. “Happy what the fuck!” You told him before walking in the back.
Once you got dressed, you decided to make your way to your car through the back entrance because you didn’t want to see Happy. You walked to your jeep and was surprised you didn’t see Happy. Lily had gone off with Juice so you knew you had to go home. To your surprise once you got home Happy was in your apartment. “Shit you scared me.” You said turning on the light. “Why were you working at that fucking place? You told me you never wanted to dance for dollar bills anymore.” Happy said. You rolled your eyes. “Happy not tonight. I’m already embarrassed and now I have to go find another club because in the end that’s what the hell I’m good at. Dancing for some fucking dollars. Now, get out.” Happy looked at you and knew you were hurt from what he had said to you. He was almost out of the door until he said. “Get my crow.” You turned around and said, “Get the fuck out. It took me shaking my ass for you to make me your old lady? Really? Bye!” “Please, I love you.” Happy said looking you dead in your eye. Happy has never said that he loved you. You loved him but was too scared to say it to him. “I love you back.” You said looking down. He walked up to you and started kissing you. “Your mine now, if I catch you at a club like that again it will be a problem.” He said. “Like you said, I’m yours now.” You said smiling.
We are gonna pretend that the song “When I grow up” and “Imma Be” By the black eyed peas are your characters songs with a few adjustments.
I’m really nervous, today I have 2 video shoots. My bestfriend Cam is gonna be at both, that’s not what I’m nervous about. I’m nervous because in one, I asked him to be the leading male, which required not only sexual things, but I’d have to kiss him which I find very nerve wrecking for me. I’ve secretly had a crush on cam for about a year, and we’ve been best friends for 9. I was starting one of the scenes for one of my songs, when Cam made his way over. We had closed out a street to film, and I was excited. He waved from far, and I returned the gesture. The intro started, and I stood in the car with the girls. We were acting sassy, while I sang.
“Now I’ve got a confession,When I was young I wanted attention
And I promised myself that I’d do anything,Anything at all for them to notice me” I sang, the girls exited the car we were in, and the camera pulled back. We each got on a car, singing and dancing. We did the whole song on the cars, and prepared for the next scene. I ran past Cam, giving him a quick side huge. We got on a side walk, and the camera started rolling.
“They used to tell me I was silly,
Until I popped up on the TV
I always wanted to be a superstar
And knew that singing songs would get me this far” I sang, while walking, we walked past actors dressed as construction workers, they whistled like they should have, and I flipped my hair walking sassy. I got to this building site under construction, we climbed it, and danced singing the song, finishing that scene. We went and quickly switched outfits for the final scene. I had time to talk to Cam, before having to start. “Hey” I smiled standing next to him. “Hey” he smiled back giving me a hug, “what do you think” I gestured to the view of the first 2 scenes. “I love it, your killing it babe” I wrapped his arm around my shoulder “thanks I’m pretty excited for th–” “Y/N let’s go!” The director interrupted. I rolled my eyes turning back “that’s my cue, come watch” I smiled running.
I got in my position, each camera in different angles. My concentration was set, I had to not only lip sing but dance too. The music started, and I worked my magic. I let my hips fall to the beat, and my mind carelessly wonder. Before I knew it we were finished. “AND THATS A WRAP!” the director yelled. I gave everyone a kiss, before rushing to Cam. “We can’t waste anytime, we need to meet the second director let’s go” I said yanking his arm.
We arrived at the location, it was in the middle of nowhere. We were in a desert. I shook the directors hand as he let us In on the details. I went to side of the road, where there was a built up changing area. I slipped on my outfit, as they got my hair done quickly. I looked hot, I was wearing a futuristic black but mainly metallic short outfit. It didn’t go up or below my knees. It showed my ass off nicely. I got ready for the first scene. Cam was supposed to be on a Motor cycle, stuck in a time loop. I was supposed to be lying on the floor, and wake up. I sing a bit and bring cam out his time loop, I make sexual advances before kissing him. I came out to see Cam already set up. “Wow” he said looking at me “I know right” I blew him a kiss. We got into our places and the music started. During the bass, I slowly woke up. I got up hitting my first few lines looking directly at the camera.
“Imma be on the next level
Imma be rockin over that bass treble
Imma be chillin with my mutha mutha crew” I walked to Cam, pulling him out his time loop. I sat on his lap, “Imma be makin all them deals you wanna do (hah)
Imma be up in that maylist flicks
Doin one-handed flips, and Imma be” I trailed my hands down his chest as he kissed my neck. It got heated very quickly,
“Sippin on drinks cause
Imma be shakin my hips” I slowly grinded on him, I heard faint moans from him which let me know I was doing my job right. “You gon be lickin your lips,Imma be takin them pics” he licked his lips as I got up slowly from his lap. “ Imma (imma) be here to say
21 century until infinity” he got up making his way towards me for the kissing scene. We had to act as if we saw this huge animatronic robot, making its way to place us in a time loop. He pulled me to him like he was supposed to, he leaned in and right when he was about to press his lips, I turned away. “Cut!” The director yelled, “what happened y/n?” He questioned “I heard something, and got distracted” i lied. “Shake it off and restart this part, when you are about/ and are going to kiss” I took a breath, before we started again. Again Cam hit his cue, but I couldn’t do it, as he leaned forward my face went from serious, to full out laughter. “CUTTTT” the director yelled, “come on y/n get it together, it’s a kiss there’s nothing difficult about it” he tried reasoning. My face grew red,as I avoided eye contact with Cam. I took a quick breather walking away.
“Yo y/n!” Cam yelled running to catch up. He grabbed me by my wrist, “what’s up” I smiled so he wouldn’t see I was nervous, “what’s up? Why won’t you kiss me” he questioned. “I don’t know what your talking about” I began to walk, he stopped me again “come on” he said doing his infamous puppy dog face. “Fine dammit, I can’t kiss you because it’s fucking awkward cam. It’s awkward that I’m not only kissing my bestfriend but the guy I like.” I didn’t know what I was saying, everything spilled out without my control. His eyes widened, “you like me?” He smirked, my eyes grew wide. “Fuck.. No I don’t, you heard me wrong I absolutely positively don’t li—” before I could finish, cam pulled my hand so my body was on his chest, he tilted my head up, and planted a soft but passionate kiss on my lips, which I returned. I pulled away shocked, “what was that for…?” I awkwardly said while rubbing my arms, “so you know I like you too, and so we can get this kiss over with. I’ve been waiting for forever to kiss you” he chuckled, “shut up!” I playfully hit his arm. “Let’s film this” he smiled intertwining our hands, I followed behind and let’s just say this time around, we totally hit the cue, with too much PDA.
In the five and a half years you’ve known Potter, you’ve seen him pull every rabbit out of every hat, every scarf from every sleeve, and even a card trick or two in the name of getting a Friday Night Date. Hell, for Lily Evans he’s used every move in the book.
So, when a wad of paper was thrown unceremoniously onto your desk with the words ‘Have any Friday night plans? - James’ scrawled onto it, you didn’t take it seriously. You just shoved the note into your pocket and shot James a glare before continuing your notes.
Seriously? He thought you were so willing to spend time with him that he could pick you up like an item in a shop? You were fuming by the time your class ended, walking to your dormitory as quickly as you could to avoid Potter.
It had almost worked, you had arrived in your room, set down your things, and brushed through your hair before you heard a knock at the door.
“What do you want, James?” You grumbled, leaning against the doorframe.
“Well… I want to know if you have Friday night plans,” He said, shrugging. “I thought the note made that clear.”
“Clear enough. It explained exactly what you want /and/ how hard you’d work to get it,” You said, staring him down hard enough to make him at least a bit uncomfortable.
“I thought it was what you wanted. I mean, you always roll your eyes when I make a scene… I thought you’d like something more private…” He trailed off.
That you hadn’t expected. He was being somewhat thoughtful. You felt your cheeks flush, crossing your arms over your chest.
“… I mean, if you want me to make a production of it, I will.”
“James, no. I don’t have any pla-”
He held up his hand and smirked. “I’ll see you at dinner, Y/L/N.” With that he spun on his heel and walked away.
You couldn’t shake the feeling that you had sealed your fate. Of course that feeling rang true at dinner that night when James Potter burst into the Great Hall with the biggest bouquet of wildflowers you had ever seen and shouted a disgustingly sappy love poem at you in front of everyone.
You clutched the original ball of paper in your fist while your ears burned, unable to fight the smile on your lips. Maybe you weren’t as upset as you pretended to be.
I’ve always wanted to go on a little holiday with my boyfriend, Justin, so we could relax without any social media or any paparazzi taking pictures of us. No matter how many times I try and beg Justin he just doesn’t see the point in going away and I thought he would be all for it because he hates the attention as much as I do.
“Come on Justin, it’s a small getaway, Just you and me. No one to take pictures of us and ruin our time” I exclaimed, looking at Justin who was rummaging through the fridge for something to eat.
“There is no point in going away” he replied with the same answer I’ve herd multiple times.
“I thought you would be up for it. You don’t like the attention that you get. This is the only chance you’ll get to get away from it, come on, please?” I begged, walking through the doorway I was standing in and sitting on the counter, next to where Justin was standing.
“What about work? I can’t just get up and go” he said, walking in front of where I was sitting and standing in-between my legs, looking in my eyes.
“Justin, we would only be gone for about 4 days, I think they would understand” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck as he wrapped his around my waist.
He looked at me and I did a puppy dog face, which he apparently can’t resist. He placed his forehead on my shoulder and sighed, mumbling something.
“What was that?” I asked, lifting his head up from my shoulder. “I said, okay” he replied, smiling as I squealed. I hugged his super tight. “I love you so much” I mumbled into his neck, placing a few kisses on it.
“I love you too” he said, kissing me on the lips.
“This is beautiful” I said, looking a the cabin that Justin rented out for us. It was near a river and it’s very secluded. I helped Justin with the bags. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside.
“Let’s go and pick a room” Justin whispered in my ear. I followed him as he walked up the stairs and into the first room he saw. The room was beautiful and very classy. The bed had very big, but beautiful headboard. The sheets were satin which I know Justin loves.
“This room baby?” Justin asked, placing the bags on the ground.I nodded at him and smiled.
We began to unpack out clothes, placing them in the wardrobe.
I sighed, finally finishing unpacking. I fell on the bed, closing my eyes. I felt the bed sink in next to me and smiled when I felt Justin place his head on my shoulder, his breath tickling my neck. He began kissing and sucking my neck.
“You wanna know what we can do to get us settled in?” Justin asked, looking at me, smirking. I shrugged, not getting it. “What?” I asked, looking at him in confusion.
He winked and got on top of me, pulling his shirt off his body. I licked my lips while staring at his abs and v line.
“Okay” I said, blushing. He kissed me, lifting my shirt from my body too.
“Justin, I said you mix the butter with caster sugar first!” I exclaimed, giggling at him as he stared at me in confusion. “Were going to have to do it again” I said, shaking my head at him. I threw away whatever he just made and started it again.
“No! don’t touch, I’ll do it” I said, smacking his hand away from the whisk. He pouted and sat on the counter, watching me mix the ingredients. When I finished, I was about to put the batter in the cupcake cases when justin put a finger in it and wiped it against my cheek.
“Justin!” I said, laughing. I picked the spoon up from the bowl and flicked some at his face.
“Oh, its on!” he yelled and dumped all the flour on my head. I gasped, picking up the caster sugar and dumping it on his head. Just as he was about to throw eggs an me, I stopped him.
“OK! OK!, we’re even” I shouted, laughing and began putting the batter in the cupcake cases once again
“come on babe, it’s not that scary” Justin said, trying to persuade me to watch ‘Cabin In The Woods’.
“Justin, it will make it even more scary knowing that we are in fact, in a cabin, in the middle of the woods” I said with wide eyes as he placed the disk in the DVD tray anyway.”Justin!” I said, sighing, knowing I’m not going to win the argument.
He grabbed the pop corn and sat next to me, placing the bowl in-between us, taking a huge hand full and shoving them into his mouth. “Jesus, Jay. Leave some for me” I joked, picked two up and placing them into my mouth, laughing at Justin’s fake hurt expression.
I looked at the screen and saw the title come up. Justin pressed play on the remote. I looked at him and glared “I can’t believe you’re making me watch this” I said, still looking at him, not wanting to look at the TV screen.
“you’re welcome” he said, cheekily, smiling at me.
I had a blanket wrapped around my shoulders as I stood on the edge of the river, looking out at the beautiful scene. I’ve always loved nature, ever since I was a little girl.
My thoughts were interrupted when I felt Justin’s arms wrap around my waist from behind. He kissed my cheek, making me smile.
“You were right you know”Justin said, looking out towards the water.
“About what?” I asked, laying my head back, onto his shoulder, sighing happily.
“About being away. I’ve never felt so at peace before and having you with me really puts the icing on the cake. You make this little trip even better” he said, kissing my neck. “I never thought I would be able to survive without social media” he joked an I laughed.
“I love you so much baby” he whispered in my ear, kissing it.
“I love you too jay” I smile, turning my head to kiss his lips.
Hey guys. I hope you liked this imagine. There might be some spelling mistakes so I'm sorry about that :P