i can't believe i was talked into this



ALRIGHT FAIR POINT… The Announcer pretty much would enjoy dinner and drink offers. If you can catch him with some free time or off-shift in the first place. The Casino’s surveillance ain’t gonna run by itself, ya’know.

and @gunfireandagility thank you very much! I’m flattered you love his design, and I like how you think, bc buy that man some drinks and talk to him first!!!

Trust Me, It's Worth It

I haven’t posted in what feels like years but tonight’s ep made me feel things and I had to write it out. I started this at 11:01 and it was written in an hour, please be gentle. Thanks to bae @mirkwood-meriwether for being encouraging and lovely and reading this for me.


“Happy, can we talk?” Paige knew they had already talked through their issues, she knew they were fine. Several months ago, maybe even several days ago, she would have left this alone. Now, she still had a few things she wanted to get off her chest.

She’d walked over to her desk, almost cornering her.

"Talk about what?” Happy said, placing the screwdriver she was holding back on her desk.

Paige was taking a risk having this conversation first thing in the morning, she’d have to deal with unhappy Happy all day if this didn’t go well, but this needed to be said.

“Cabe told me about what you said in the truck yesterday.” She spoke slowly, knowing this could go south faster than she could blink.

“I know I shouldn’t have blamed you -” Happy started off with what seemed as if it could be an extensive monologue, before Paige cut her off.

“It’s not about that, we’ve talked about that already, that’s water under the bridge. It’s just that Toby told me about how much you want a baby, and don’t get pissed at him for telling me that.” Paige stopped for a minute, pointing an accusing finger at Happy.

“He’s excited, he hasn’t even been here and hour and he’s already asking me all these questions. I asked him why he’s not asking Cabe the same questions, I mean, I’m not a father…” She trailed off for a moment, trying to remember her original point. “But, he told me he needs to be the support for you that I would have wanted when I was in that stage of life.”

Happy was touched, but still a little confused as to why Paige was telling her this.

“Back to the point. Between what Cabe said and how I think Toby feels, I’m concerned.” Paige took a deep breath, and Happy tensed.

“For years, I’ve been trying to get all of you to understand your feelings, and feel your feelings, but the conversation in the car makes me think that you don’t understand all of your feelings.” Paige crossed her arms, ready to get down to business.

“I’m not following.” Happy was trying to remain calm, and trying to ignore her immediate inclination to either run or attack.

“You know how to handle your positive feelings. You know what you feel when you complete a project, or when we solve a problem that statistically we shouldn’t have, or what you feel when you look at Toby.” Her voice dropped lower as more people trickled into the garage. “You know what you feel that makes you want to be a mother.”

“If you know that I know all of that, what exactly are you concerned about?” Happy’s tone wasn’t accusing, but it wasn’t entirely friendly either.

“I’m concerned you still don’t understand your negative feelings. When you were angry with yourself, you blamed me. I don’t want that to continue, and I don’t want you to feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders. I know from experience that having a baby involves more guilt and self-doubt than you’d ever think. You’re going to mess up. When the baby cries for hours and you endlessly question what you did wrong, you have to deal with that. You have to understand those emotions and feel those feelings.” Paige stopped to take a breath and gage Happy’s reaction.

“You’re saying I need to be prepared to mess up?” She seemed thoughtful, still considering Paige’s words.

“I’m saying you need to prepare for what you’re going to feel when you mess up. You have to deal with it and move on, not pass blame and let it fester. You’ve come such a long way, Happy. You want a family, and you’re ready for it. All I’m trying to say is that I want you to be prepared for all of it, and I want you to know that what you feel when you look at Toby, and what you’re going to feel when you see your baby for the first time is worth whatever bad things you might feel along the way. The good in loving people and having feelings is more than worth the bad. There is nothing wrong with being Mrs. Feelings.”

Paige took a step back, letting Happy absorb her words.

“Do you really think I’m ready?” Happy looked away and lowered her voice, her surly exterior melted away.

“Absolutely.” She stopped to look over at Toby. “You have a great husband, and me, and the whole team to support you. This is what you want more than anything in the world, and you’re going to be great at it.”

Happy smiled and stepped in front of her desk to pull Paige into a loose hug. Before they broke apart, she whispered a quiet “Thank you.”

“Mother to future mother, your baby is going to be lucky to have such great parents.” Paige whispered back.

Reblog and see what color you get
  • Yellow: You are such a sunshiney person and my dash is always brightened whenever you post
  • Maroon: I wish you followed me
  • Teal: You make me happy ♥
  • Auburn: I love you
  • Burnt Sienna: I love you but it's a different color
  • Navy: We should talk more
  • Magenta: You are my favorite tumblr user
  • Fuchsia: Come catch these hands...with your own. I wanna hold your hand.
  • Dodie Yellow: You are literally my favorite person ever.
  • Cerulean: I would come to your house at 3 in the morning if you were sad bc you deserve to be loved and to be happy
  • Baby Pink: u so attractive??? how u do dat??
  • Barbie Pink: You are the best at everything i don't get how
  • Crimson: I wanna cuddle with you
  • Emerald: You are my inspiration.
  • Gold: I can't believe you exist. You're such a blessing to this earth
  • Silver: I can't believe we're mutuals
  • Aquamarine: You are goals
  • White: Your icon is goals
  • Black: Marry Me
  • Beige: Idk what to say except W O W

anonymous asked:

You head canons give me LIFE

~*follow me for more soft human transmutation*~

  • *pidge voice* “alright two questions: 1. who put a ‘baby on board’ sticker on my lion because i’m going to kill them, and 2. where did you even get it??? we’re in space”
  • lance: *still holds a grudge on that girl in his 3rd grade class who borrowed his eraser during a test and never gave it back*
    • also lance: *would forgive you for stabbing him, probably*
    • he’s a complex guy
  • shiro’s actually the angriest person on the team, but no one can tell because he keeps the screaming on the inside
  • “keith speak texas for us”
  • allura suggests duels in the airlock to solve team issues. no one can tell whether she’s joking or not
  • coran is in constant awe of how inefficient the human body is. your retina are backwards? you still have five toes? what do you mean half of your species keeps their gametes in hanging sacks-?
  • keith is the ultimate rebel without a cause
    • always ready to fight the power
    • what power???? all of them
    • he’s like one of those little wind up toy cars. you point him in a direction, try to pull him back, and then watch him go lmao
  • *team blows up a galra supply store* hunk: “heh, I guess you could say that business……… is booming” “hunk shut your damn mouth”

i hope certain people start to understand that the #PunchANazi movement isn’t something we purposely support to “fight hate with hate”,, nazis literally do not give a flying fuck about minorities or their well being, and there is no fucking reason to “make peace and sing kum-ba-yah with them!! uwu ^-^”, richard spencer literally posted a comic about putting Jewish people in concentration camps, they want the “Aryan race” to thrive, they make fun of slain black teens and their grieving mothers, they are a literal ass threat to the country so if punching them is a way for them to fuck off then you best believe we’re gonna be an advocate for it 

anonymous asked:

So apparently, baby ducks can imprint. How what would happen is that one day Derek just walks into Deaton's clinic with about ten baby ducks in his arms, which had been following him around all day since they decided for some reason that he is their mom and refused to let him out of their sight .

Derek totally didn’t name them, but, “I think Patrice has abandonment issues.” 

“Abandonment issues?” Deaton asked, blinking, and then “Patrice?” 

Derek just glared, averting his gaze. Alright, so he had named him. But only because it made them easier to tell apart. “Yes,” he gritted through his teeth, holding out the baby ducks for Deaton to take. “I can’t look after them. So here, you have to take them.” 

Deaton shook his head. “I think you’re doing just fine, Derek,” he said in a way that could either mean ‘fuck off’ or ‘these ducklings are part of some bigger plan that I’m not going to tell you about’ and then walked away. Just like that. 

The bastard.


Later that evening, Stiles came home to find Derek….and several ducklings on his bed. 

“Please tell me that’s not the pack,” was the first thing he said, panicked that he wasn’t feeling just as panicked about that scenario as he should be. He wasn’t going to lie and say the thought of Jackson being turned into a baby duck didn’t amuse him. 


“No, it’s not the pack,” Derek answered, rolling his eyes, letting one crawl into his hands. “I think….” he frowned. “I don’t think they have…parents.”

“Oh?” Stiles asked, carefully watching Derek’s face. 

“Yeah, “ Derek nodded, all serious and utterly adorable. “And….I don’t know what to do.”  It was hard to read Derek most of the time, but Stiles thought he was getting better at it and this was definitely Derek speak for: ‘I found these baby animals and now I am scared I’m going to hurt them because I don’t have the best track record. SOS, send help, I am a tragic, brooding, beautiful mess’.

Okay, so maybe not the last part. But Stiles was definitely on to Derek.

Derek looked up at Stiles then, as if reading his thoughts, like Stiles had all the answers to the universe. Usually, Stiles was flattered when Derek came to him for help. Well, not flattered, per se. Smug. Smug was the word he’d use. He liked being smug around Derek, his own personal fucked up foreplay. But right now, something different was tingling in the pit of his stomach. He felt warm, and maybe just a little bit helpless. He wasn’t sure if it was a feeling he necessarily liked. 

“Well, how about we start with a pond?” he suggested, leaning back against his bedroom door, resisting the urge to grab his phone and snap a picture.

“A pond?” Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “You mean, like, build a pond?” He started shaking his head, like the thought terrified him. 

Silly, beautiful wolf.

Stiles shrugged. “Why not? You have the money, don’t you? Plus, I think they like you.” He winked and Derek flushed, right to the tips of his ears. Stiles laughed.

“Come on, sourwolf,” he grinned, shaking his head, picking up his backpack from where he had dumped it on the floor. “Let’s go make us a home.” 


“It’s your turn to feed them,” Stiles groaned, turning in Derek’s arms. He swore he could hear the ducks already quacking impatiently. “Please, babe, I’ll do anything if I don’t have to get up right now. I’ll even blow you. Twice. It’s so waaaaaarm.” He stretched, like the lazy cat he was, and smiled all the way down to his toes. 

“Don’t call me ‘babe’,” was the only reply he received.

Stiles groaned again. “Sweetheart?” he tried, instead. “Honey? Chicken pot pie of my life?” 

For that, his Derek Hale shaped cover was snatched away from him. 

“What’s wrong with chicken pot pie???” he yelled, heart broken. Utterly, utterly heart broken. No, betrayed. Derek was mean. 

“Nothing, if you want to stay married to me, noodle.

Stiles grimaced. Okay, they’d work on their pet names for each other outside of sex later. They couldn’t just stick with ‘asshole’ - it was starting to lose its meaning when they fought. 

Shoving a pillow in Derek’s face, because when was that ever not satisfying, Stiles crawled to the side of the bed - and because he had no dignity - rolled out of it. “See if you get any sex when I get back,” he called over his shoulder, grabbing Derek’s boxers on the way out of the door.  

Derek only grinned when Stiles looked back, already falling back to sleep. 

Stiles refused to find it adorable. 

anonymous asked:

'#I'll never get over just how obvious his crush was... while also being something people were able to miss??#henrik just nailed it PERFECTLY' yeah i always think about because i totally get why people were skeptical and thought even was a fuckboy because he had a gf!! but also looking back he was SO into isak from the jump and it's so funny how obvious it truly was

I myself can’t really see people how people thought he fucking with Isak, because he was so clearly framed as the love interest, but I kind of like that they did? I like when people are working hard to read a story and have a lot of questions (when it pays off, lol). But I can DEF see how people were entirely taken in and thought he was cool and mysterious and “wtf is this guy’s deal!!” “wtf pt 2: he has a gf?????” alongside Isak.

It’s great that you can take just the first two episodes (I like to think about it before we even get to even’s room in mekke øl!) and nothing else and go “okay, whatever is going on with him… dude has a crush” though:

he’s legit not paying attention and scanning the room until he sees isak, wow…

he’s so nervous, how did I not notice how nervous he was??

do you know how hard I worked for us to have accidental eye contact

p l e a s e, he’s so happy a chance to talk to his crush fell into his lap like this

and then this shyest, crushiest little birdface!! he was so… obvious

I just love that it’s not that specific hints were dropped but rather if you watch Even closely, you can see it from his perspective the whole time. Henrik deserves a lot of credit imho for how well he walked that line and the directing/editing for showing you just enough but not too much. Production makes a huge difference, sometimes it’s down to the lighting and post processing! Do you remember how when Passe på meg aired with “I saw you the first day of school”, there was suddenly a deluge of people lightening the first meeting at kosegruppa and ‘discovering’ Even’s face then?? I laugh now at how perfectly D A R K those shots were:

And how much that worked to obscure his expression:

Everything about Even’s perspective in those early eps was so well done and it adds so much to the show that you can go back and see through his eyes once you know him better.