i don't remember what the hell i was thinking about

anonymous asked:

Honestly when I saw the picture of Dean looking up at Cas next episode, the first thing I thought about was Dean looking up and seeing Cas when he came to save him from hell. Maybe it was something with the lights or with Dean's expression, I don't know, but that's the first thing I thought about and I was reminded how incomprehensible Cas must have seemed to Dean at the time... It's such a romantic and heroic story

I know what you mean, but given that Dean doesn’t remember it, it’s hard for me to think of that part of their relationship as romantic… but yeah incomprehensible would definitely be it if he remembered!!

You know what IS romantic though and a standard trope in romances? (And I can’t help but think of all the times that balcony and those stairs are associated with Cas, even when the brothers come down the stairs talking about him…).

1. The Romeo and Juliet Balcony / Lovers trope.

Annnnnnd I’m gonna leave this one right here for fun too :)


2. The lovers gaze up trope in a range of other forums.

Originally posted by joleenalice

Originally posted by gifthesilverscreen


3. The lover’s gaze up in SPN, but let’s be fair you know, I’m sure they aren’t aware and this is a total accident.

Bela & Dean

Originally posted by castielamigos

Dean & Cas

Originally posted by inacatastrophicmind

Cas & Dean

Originally posted by itsdeanwinchesterr

DEAN & CAS 12x19

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

Originally posted by postmodernmulticoloredcloak

So, umm…..

Originally posted by heda-leksa

  • Yang: *Yang slammed open the door to her and Ruby's room with tears in her eyes.* Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! *yang shouted as she punched the wall repeatedly before slumping down against it onto the floor holding her hands to her face.*
  • Ruby: *Meanwhile Ruby rushed in from the bathroom in a panic.* What Happen!? I heard banging! *She then spotted her sister sitting shaking on against the wall and quickly rushed over.* Yang? Are you alright? What's wrong?
  • Yang: *Yang sniffled wiping the tears from her red eyes.* It's nothing Ruby. Just... Just go away.
  • Ruby: Yang. It's clearly not nothing. Please talk to me. I just want to help. *Ruby said moving closer to her sister placing her hand on her shoulder.*
  • Yang: *Yang was silent for a moment, trying to stop the tears from falling as her eyes slowly turn purple.* Fine... I was going to the cafe were Blake went too... I was going to go tell her how I feel about her because I just needed to get this off my chest, ya'know. *Yang sniffled wiping her eyes.* But when I got there I saw her with Sun.
  • Ruby: Okay so Blake was hanging out with Sun. That isn't out of- *Ruby started before shouted with more tears in her eyes.*
  • Yang: They were on a date Ruby!
  • Ruby: *At this Ruby looked dumbfounded with surprise.* W-what? No. they couldn't be. They are just good friend, Yang. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding.
  • Yang: *Ruby then watched as the anger in Yang's express was overwhelmed with sorrow before looking down at the ground.* That's what I was hope for, Ruby... Right up until They kissed.
  • Ruby: oh... Oh Yang. *Ruby whisper as she wrapped her arms around her sister who hugged her back burying her face into her shoulder.* I am so sorry.
  • Yang: What am I going to do Ruby? *sniffle* I love her so much. But I can never be with her. *sniffle. I can't even tell her now. *Yang cried, holding onto Ruby for dear life.*
  • Ruby: Shhhhh. It's alright. Let it all out. *Ruby whispered as she stroke Yangs head hugging her until she calmed down.* It'll be okay Yang. Why don't you go take a shower and get ready for bed. Maybe it will help you feel better.
  • Yang: *sniffle.* Yeah... Thank you Ruby.
  • Ruby: Anytime. We're sisters after all. We take care of each other. You'd do the same for me... And probably beat up the other person.
  • Yang: Hehe, Yeah I would.
  • ~Later~
  • Ruby: *Ruby walked down stair while Yang is in the shower when she hears the front door open and close.* Oh I guess Blake is back. *She thought to herself when she hear Weiss and Blake begin to talk.*
  • Weiss: Welcome back Blake.
  • Blake: Hey Weiss. Where's Yang and Ruby?
  • Weiss: Upstairs. Yang's in the shower and Ruby I think went to bed.
  • Blake: Ah I see. I'll put these left overs in the fridge then.
  • Weiss: So how did it go?
  • Blake: How did what go?
  • Weiss: Your date with Sun.
  • Blake: *Ruby then heard Blake groan as she heard her coat being thrown.* For the last time Weiss. It was not a date. We are just friends and I made that pretty clear to him as well.
  • Weiss: What do you mean?
  • Blake: Sigh, Sun kissed me.
  • Weiss: He kissed you!?
  • Blake: Yes. And then I slapped him.
  • Weiss: WHAT!? Why? I thought you liked him?
  • Blake: As. A. Friend. Honestly, If I knew he was asking me out on a date and not to hang out I would have told him no and that I only see him as a friend. Which He accepted and apologized for kissing me while I apologized for slapping him.
  • Weiss: But I don't understand! You talked you were in love with someone blonde that we know. Oh god don't tell me it's Jaune!
  • Blake: What?! No! God No!
  • Weiss: Then who? We don't know any other blonde guys and the only other person we both know who is blonde is Yang.
  • Blake: ...
  • Weiss: ... Wait.
  • Blake: Weiss. Don't.
  • Weiss: Oh. My god.
  • Blake: Weiss. I'm serious. Shut up.
  • Ruby: *It was then just as Weiss opened her mouth to speak Ruby stepped out from around the corner and nearly shouted.* YOU LOVE YANG!
  • Blake: R-RUBY!? *Blake jumped in surprise, nearly dropping the box of sweet as Weiss watched from the chair she sat in.* H-hey. Uh, I thought you were sleep. I, uh, got some sweetd from the cafe if you want any. *Blake then watched as Ruby zipped over infront of her slapping the box out of her hand to the floor, shocking both her and Weiss before Ruby took hold of her shoulder.*
  • Ruby: Yeah. Forget that. Is it true!? You Actually love my sister?!
  • Blake: I...
  • Weiss: Ruby what is wrong with-
  • Ruby: Not now Weiss! I'll example later! Blake! Do you or do you not love Yang!?
  • Blake: Well I mean... *Blake muttered shifting nervously at Ruby's gaze before finally cracking.* Okay Yes. I love Yang but you can't tell her, please.
  • Ruby: Oh thank you god!
  • Blake/Weiss: Eh?
  • Ruby: Blake You are going to go up stair to Yang right now and tell Yang how yu feel. Like right now!
  • Blake/Weiss: What? Why? *the two said together before looking at each other weirdly then back to Ruby.*
  • Ruby: Because Yang has been crying for the past hour thinks you and Sun are dating!
  • Blake: Why would Yang think that and why was she crying about it?
  • Ruby: Because she loves you and she saw Sun kissing you!
  • Blake: WHAT!? OH MY GOD! YANG!*Blake Shouted and quickly ran past Ruby and upstairs.*
  • Weiss: You think she remembers me saying Yang is in the shower? *Both Weiss and Ruby then looked as they heard a door slam open.*
  • Blake: YANG! IT WASN'T A DATE! I DON'T LOVE SUUUUWHOAMYGOD!
  • Yang: AAAAAAAAAAAH! BLAKE! WHAT THE HELL!?
  • Blake: I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE NAKED!
  • Yang: I JUST GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER! STOP PEAKING AND GET OUT OR AT LEAST GIVE MY A TOWEL!
  • Ruby: Yeah I'm going to go with nope. *Ruby then took a bite of a cookie from the box on the floor.*

deanwinchcester  asked:

I've seen so many people say that it was AU Cas who stabbed Lucifer and then got stabbed and died but if Sam and Dean were never born then the war between heaven and hell would've likely started earlier and Jimmy would've been a lot younger or may not have been Cas' vessel at all. I mean he wouldn't have looked like our Cas, with that tie or that coat. And didn't Bobby say that angels wore... I don't remember. Was it ears around their necks? What do you think about AU Cas (if he's still alive)?

yeah, AU angels wear baby ear necklaces.

And demons in that AU are NOT like “our” demons. They’re physical bodies with weird skin and horns. So why would angels in that AU be grace possessing people? Why wouldn’t their true forms be equally physical to the demons? At least, that’s my logic.

I think the AU wasn’t just a divergence from our world at that moment Azazel killed John. I have a feeling that Azazel didn’t even OFFER her a deal, because in that world the angels and demons didn’t bother with the “middleman” of working their plans through humanity. They just fought each other directly. I think it’s a fundamentally different sort of world, with very different “magic.”

They’d just reminded us about the French Mistake universe where magic didn’t exist AT ALL. Where there WERE NO ANGELS OR DEMONS AT ALL.

Plus it didn’t look like they had shopping malls in that AU. It was a very Mad Max sort of world, you know? Even if Cas DID look like Jimmy in that AU, I can’t imagine any scenario in which he’d be wearing OUR Cas’s modern business clothes. It doesn’t make any sense at all.

I get that folks are clinging to this idea because they don’t want OUR Cas to be dead… but he is. We know he isn’t going to STAY dead though. Just like in 7.01 when he was reanimated almost immediately (but “contaminated” by the Leviathan), I think he’s going to be reanimated almost immediately in 13.01, but “contaminated” by Jack’s orange grace.

I’ve also read several theories that go to ridiculously convoluted lengths to postulate MULTIPLE AU’s that are very similar to ours, just to explain Cas’s “odd” behavior from scene to scene in 12.23. I get a headache just trying to follow along on them, because there’s one key piece of info they’re all overlooking in an effort to explain what seems VERY consistent to me…

It simply requires us to accept that Cas hasn’t been entirely under his own control since Jack touched him in 12.19.

If you begin from that assumption, EVERYTHING else Cas does in 12.23 makes perfect sense.

And we don’t have to jump through flaming hoops backward to try and find any more reason for it.

Exactly the way Tasha Banes seemed SO much like herself until she was compelled into serving the witch’s needs or wants in 12.20, Cas has seemed very much like himself EXCEPT WHEN JACK OVERRODE HIM OUT OF “NECESSITY.”

Like trying to keep Sam and Dean away from the rift, or trying to explain the rift to them, or reassuring Kelly about everything having to do with the vision of “paradise” Jack would bring to the world. That… was not Cas. I mean, it WAS Cas, but it was Jack influencing him with that weird golden grace.

(and yes this extends to Cas healing Dean both in 12.19 AND in 12.23 when we got to SEE him actively using Jack’s golden grace instead of his usual blue-white grace)

At least, that seems like the most reasonable explanation for everything to me.

Imagine a Mom discussion between Jinyoung and Jin though like
  • Jin : Yah, look at how they treat us now.
  • Jinyoung : We don't matter anymore, they're all grown up, they forget us.
  • Jin : Do you see how Kookie acts with me now? I raised him and this is how he thanks me?
  • Jinyoung : Bambam doesn't even peck me on the cheek anymore! I took care of him during all these years but now he's ashamed of me...
  • Jin : And it's not like we could count on our husbands' support, I mean look at them.
  • Jinyoung : It is hard to be a mom of 5 kids huh? Jaebum doesn't understand. He's just their dad ya know, what does he know about my struggle seriously
  • Jin : I feel you, Namjoon's my husband remember?
  • Jinyoung : Bro that must be hard.
  • Jin : *sigh* yep.
  • Jinyoung : ...
  • Jin : ...
  • Jinyoung : ...
  • Jinyoung : wanna get wasted?
  • Jin : Hell yes.

artist-in-space  asked:

I'm pretty sure Mark /wants/ to shave his beard for some freaking reason. He put up a poll. He wanted to shave at the start of the stream ("Shave? Or dye my [facial hair, don't remember what he called it] pink?") and he got it XD Now he looks like a baby. What the hell is his secret---

I was just talking to my sis about this before I went to sleep. He was so eager lol. I really want him to dye it, too tbh.

He called them muttonchops, btw lol.

Mark is immortal. You know how our species is evolving to contain our youth? Mark makes me think of that heh.

philematic  asked:

Oh you are so right about folks being being confused about gillovny. Jimmy Kimmel's famous comment seemed to have a further unspoken question in it, for starters. Also, I remember Shangela (from MASMTWM) confusing David and Gillian and Mulder and Scully when asked about Mulder and Scully's romantic prospects! I don't blame him though....Seriously, I think we are all Kimmel, and have always been. I entered Gillovny Hell when I viewed 1997 Golden Globes footage on youtube.

Indeed. The world wants to know:

Originally posted by i-heart-scully

Sam plays Seduce Me
  • Sam: Okay finally.
  • [opening scene]
  • Sam: Are... those supposed to be gunshots.
  • Mika: Sure sounded like it.
  • Sam: Like fuck it does. Gunshots sound like a blast through space itself when you're a couple feet away and Malix wasn't using anything to muffle the sound.
  • Sam: ... I sound like I'm getting off on being shot.
  • Mika: Well I mean, knowing you.
  • Sam: Eat a dick.
  • ...
  • Sam: -PFFAHAHAHAA!! 'CRAP, MISSED!?' WHO THE HELL IS COMFORTABLE SHOOTING A GUN BUT STILL USES SOFT SWEARS!?
  • Sam: And good job sounding scared for your life there, guys. Not like he just popped three through my goddamn chest or anything.
  • Mika: I wasn't gonna mention that but...
  • Sam: "Oh shit guys, Aomaris just ate lead like he wanted to shit bullets.... Let's maybe retreat for for the moment." Love you too, bro.
  • Mika: Is that what really happened?
  • Sam: I mean I remember spitting in his face after the second shot but after that everything's kinda fuzzy.
  • Mika: Did you pass out?
  • Sam: Probably, I mean three shots; if you're not dead, you're out. I don't wanna think about it right now. Anyways.
  • ...
  • Sam: ... Oh wow what a picture.
  • Mika: Rain is just... so interesting, man.
  • Sam: I mean I'd be into it too if I had to listen to whoever the hell talking about whatever the fuck.
  • Mika: Mrs. Phillips.
  • Sam: Sure.
  • ...
  • Sam: Holy shit you sound so whiny in this game! How many pages of this is just you talking about how much you would rather be anywhere else but school? Watch it be like, fifty pages. This is the whole game right here. Seduce Me: Mika Hates School.
  • Mika: Yeah, it kinda goes on for a while like this. Everyone hates school though so.... shrug.
  • Sam: Least you had one.
  • Mika: What do you mean- oh. Right.
  • Sam: Yeah.
Everything you are about to say, I already know.
  • Clara, I’m not your boyfriend… I never said it was your mistake.
  • Clara, I need you.
  • I don’t take orders, Clara.
  • To our last hurrah.
  • I don’t know if you’ll ever hear this, Clara. I don’t even know if you’re still alive out there.
  • I can save you.
  • This is my world, too. I walk your earth, I breathe your air.
  • Do you think I care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?
  • You asked me what we’re going to do. I told you. We’re going to hell.
  • Clara, I’m terribly sorry, but I’m exactly what you deserve.
  • Are you okay?
  • It’s fine. I’ve found Gallifrey.
  • Yes, I’m really here. I’m back.
  • I never found Gallifrey. I lied, so you’d stay with Danny.
  • There was only one way to get to you. I’m dying, too.
  • I will hold Clara’s hand, but that’s it.
  • Clara Oswald, you will never look any different to me.
  • We should do this every Christmas.
  • I’m sorry. I was stupid. I should have come back earlier. I wish that I had.
  • The TARDIS is outside. So, all of time and all of space is sitting out there. A big blue box. Please, don’t even argue.
  • Do you know what’s rarer? Second chances.
  • Pretty Woman.
  • When do I not see you?
  • I want Clara Oswald, safe, alive, and returned to me immediately. You bring her back. You do that. You do that now. Unharmed. Unhurt. Alive.
  • I just felt that I… I had to say something. Because I’ve got a duty of care.
  • I can save you. You trust me, don’t you, Clara?
  • I’ll come back for you. I swear.
  • Don’t kiss me. Morning breath.
  • Everyone after you was random, but you being the next name, that’s what made me confront the Fisher King.
  • This is not a hug.
  • Look at you, with your eyes, and your never giving up, and your anger, and your kindness. One day, the memory of that will hurt so much that I won’t be able to breathe.
  • Every time we do something like this, I keep thinking, what if something happens to you?
  • She might meet someone she can’t bear to lose. That happens, I believe.
  • I’ve missed you, Clara Oswald.
  • I let Clara Oswald get inside my head. Trust me. She doesn’t leave.
  • Longest month of my life.
  • I’ll be the judge of time.
  • Hold my hand.
  • You will save Clara, and you will do it now, or I will rain hell on you for the rest of time.
  • I don’t care!
  • You shouldn’t have to ask.
  • What’s the point of being a Doctor if I can’t cure you?
  • What about me?
  • Clara…
  • Don’t run. Stay with me.


  • You are my storm room.
  • Making you laugh.
  • But I can remember, Clara. You don’t understand, I can remember it all. Every time. And you’ll still be gone. Whatever I do… you still won’t be there.

tfw you’ve spent the past like….. three to four years in some sort of passionless fugue state (depression lol) and you literally can’t remember what you did at either of the two jobs you had during that time so making a resume is actually hell

miss--kiwi  asked:

i remember a conversation about Elsa's design being overly sexualised and it made me remember something, people screech that her boobs bouncing in that hip sway sexy walk scene is a great part of the animation and amazing realism and detail when i'm pretty sure boobs dont work that way. i know for a fact whenever i walk (and i have a very hip accenting walk ugh) my boobs don't bounce. it's kind of gross when you think about it.

Oh, don’t even get me started on that motherfucking dress.

I hate everything about Elsa’s dress.

I hate the fucking colors. Who the hell pairs turquoise with aqua? What were they smoking to think that those colors went together? It’s the gaudiest, clashiest, most cheap-barbie-knockoff dress I’ve ever seen in my life. Definitely not something I expect to see on a fucking Disney princess.

I hate the stupid slip up the side. Was that really necessary? I’ve never seen a Disney princess dress go so OOC (out-of-century) before. And the glitter. The GLITTER. SO MUCH SHINY GLITTER. I know it’s supposed to be ice and not glitter, but after the glitter explosion Disney has unleashed on the entire princess lineup, I just can’t think of it as anything else.

And yeah, the boob jiggling doesn’t make any fucking sense.

I mean maybe it’s just me, but the material of this corset-thing doesn’t look soft enough to allow for boob jiggling. It looks like a form-fitting corset, not a soft, pliable fabric. You can’t texturize a fabric to look hard and durable, but then turn around and alter the physics to give it the pliability of soft fabric. imo, that’s a total mindfuck.

Elsa’s dress is filled with contradictions; not just in the material itself, but also in that it just never seems to truly belong on Elsa. The personality we see from Elsa throughout the entire movie (aside from “Let It Go”, where her personality does a complete 360) doesn’t match the personality of this dress. At all. As someone who is actually a fan of Elsa, I will maintain that assertion until the day I die.

What pisses me off even more about this dress is that the fan-made redesigns look a million times better than the one supposedly designed by Disney’s best and brightest.

Artist’s description: “Unpopular opinion time, I don’t really care for Elsa’s dress. Don’t get me wrong, it’s beautiful (and easily marketable), but it’s like a modern prom dress and just… throws my suspension of disbelief for the film.

Artist’s description: “Oh, Elsa. What are we going to do with you. Frozen is purportedly set in the 1830’s-40’s, but I’ve been obsessed with finding a style that could marry her coronation gown with her ice gown more seamlessly; the open robes you see during the Regency era, including those being worn by Scandinavian royalty at the time, seemed a particularly apt analog for her…weird underarm-cape. Thing.

Just…fuck the dress they put her in. I hate it. Elsa deserved better. The whole damn movie deserved better. /rant

  • Draco: If I keep loving you, maybe you'll eventually crack and love me too. Hell, I'm pretty sure you're already half in love with me.
  • Hermione: I am not! And everything you just said is ridiculous. That's terrible logic.
  • Draco: Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember-no matter how ordinary things seem between us-I'm still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will.
  • Hermione: I don't think you're evil.
  • Draco: See? Things are already looking promising.
Imagine what a 50% Off version of Starting Days would look like..
  • Because the actual novel would give them SO MUCH GOLD (spoilers (plus jokes you'll only get if you've read HS!2) below)
  • (no I am not making ANY of these events up)
  • Makoto: ...Would I be alright if you weren't here, Haru?
  • Haru: what.
  • Makoto: Because, see, you're the strongest swimmer I know.
  • Haru: I don't follow.
  • Makoto: Well, you have to be a strong swimmer to fight off the ocean goblins, right? And I heard that people are made up of 70% water, right?
  • Haru: So?
  • Makoto: So it means THERE ARE OCEAN GOBLINS IN 70% OF MY BODY, HARU! AND IF YOU EVER WENT AWAY, THEY'D EAT ME ALIVE!
  • Haru: Makoto. Ocean goblins don't exist.
  • Makoto: Are you sure? Because sometimes, I swear I can feel them moving around inside of me... crawling with their teensy tiny little goblin feet... HELP.
  • Haru: Nah, I'm pretty sure that's just the mites, actually.
  • Makoto: Wait, what!?
  • *Camera zooms in on Haru's face with the sound of Makoto screaming as he's eaten alive from the inside out*
  • Or, alternate take on the cookie+beach scene:
  • Makoto: DUDE. I don't know what was in those cookies you got from the Cooking Club, but... I'm feeling rather... contemplative. Also, there are leprechauns playing air guitar behind you.
  • Haru: ...
  • Makoto: Like I used to be scared of the ocean, but now I realize... it's just a bunch of molecules. We're all just molecules. I want brownies.
  • Haru: ...
  • Makoto: So what's the point of life, if we're just mole- molu- *whale noise*? Like, you're not Haru, you're just a blob.
  • Haru: ...
  • Makoto: Like, I was trying to build a sandcastle, but then the tide came in. But it's all meaningless in the end, isn't it?
  • Haru: ...
  • Makoto: Also, I can't stay mad at the ocean, because it's made of rainbows and smiley faces. RAINBOWS and SMILEY FACES, man.
  • Makoto: ... I'm sorry, I'm just getting very emotional- what do you think, Haru? What's the meaning of life? 'Cause I think I just TOTALLY hit some transcendent state right now. Like, I am so transcendent it's not even funny.
  • Makoto: ... Haru! HARU! Is any of this getting through to you!?
  • Haru (in his head): laassst chriiistmas i gave you my heart...
  • ***
  • Makoto: So, what are you going to name him?
  • Haru: Well, I was thinking I'd name him Makoto.
  • (in his head): Because, you know, he has dependency issues and smells. Just like you, Makoto.
  • Other Harus: ...
  • Haru: Well, *I* thought it was funny. Ha ha ha. So there.
  • Later:
  • Makoto: (to the rest of the swim club) And he even named his DOG after me! Isn't it SO ROMANTIC?!! *squee*
  • ***
  • Sousuke: Yo, Nanase. I got this fairly weird letter from Rin- here, see if you can't make sense of it.
  • Haru: *attempts to read*
  • Rin: (voiceover)
  • Dearest Sousuke,
  • AUSTRALIA SUCKS AND I HATE IT. EVERYTHING HERE IS TRYING TO KILL ME AND I GOT THIRD-DEGREE BURNS JUST FROM GOING OUTSIDE FOR FIVE SECONDS ONCE. PLUS, I SUCK AT SWIMMING NOW, LIKE I'M LEGIT LOSING EVERY RACE. AND ALL THE OTHER SWIMMERS THROW THEIR LUNCH AT ME WHEN I COME IN LAST- do you KNOW how many pb&js I've had in my hair recently?! But MY BALLS DROPPED so I'm totally a MAN now and will SWIM THROUGH THE PAIN, RIN! And when I think of you, my shining, and your eyes clear as water and NOT TURQUOISE IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM, it gives me the strength to go on. Because, when I remember how beautiful you looked swimming that freestyle race, I just knew I HAD to be with you BUT NOT IN A GAY WAY. And I know Sousuke was upset when I transferred schools to swim with you, Sousuke, but, at the same time, I don't ever regret knowing you except *shark noise* YOU AND YOUR STUPID BEAUTIFUL SWIMMING WHY ARE YOU SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME IT'S NOT FAIR ANFDJKSHFKDJHFIO
  • ps. plz deliver this to Haru ACTUALLY DON'T ABORT MISSION ABORT
  • Sousuke: So wha do you think?
  • Haru #1: What does this say?
  • Haru #2: Dunno, all I got was "swim team."
  • Haru #3: Okay, this is getting ridiculous. I vote ONE of us learns to read by high school.
  • Haru #1: Dude, we talked about this. No showing weakness in front of Sousuke, remember?
  • Haru (out loud): I'm... touched. It sounds like rin really misses us. I'm sure when he comes back, we'll be the BEST of friends!
  • *crickets*

y’know people talk a lot about how Hawke doesn’t know what the hell they’re doing most of the time, and it always makes me remember the time my dad played Dragon Age 2 and was convinced that he would eventually make Uncle Gamlen Viscount of Kirkwall

  • me talking to friends: Okay, so I know you guys don't know what Ereri is but....who do you think tops? But if your not sure, who do think bottoms? but if you don't feel like answering that.. what do you think about Jeanmarco?
  • friend: what the hell are you talking about? what is this bottoms and tops? and this Ereri and Jeanmarco? can you please explain?
  • me: you know what...I must leave, I just remember I have to go sin some more... bye.
The signs as sassy Taylor Swift quotes
  • Aquarius: "Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did"
  • Pisces: "Well I didn't so..."
  • Aries: "She had heard a quote that she loved, that said, ‘There’s a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women."
  • Taurus: "If guys don't want me to write bad songs about them... then they shouldn't do bad things"
  • Gemini: "I’m not even going to remember the boy who broke up with me over the phone in 25 seconds when I was 18. … I looked at the call log — it was like 27 seconds. That’s got to be a record."
  • Cancer: "This is breaking news, but there are a few happy songs on this album. I do explore the emotion every once in a while."
  • Leo: "Shut the fuck up"
  • Virgo: "I know my flaws before other people point them out to me."
  • Libra: "Common, show me how much better you are"
  • Scorpio: "Can we have another question?"
  • Sagittarius: "I'm not gonna walk home with any men tonight"
  • Capricorn: "See, this one even comes with a phone, so he can break up with other dolls."

So…I was kind of ok with the writing. I really like the idea of Haru seeing professional swimmers who love to swim and who swim for the pleasure of swimming and not things like times or medals. That’s all great. I’m totally up for Haru going to Australia or Europe or America and seeing the world and training with people equally as passionate about swimming as he is.

The one thing I’m not ok with: the timing.

Like, are you kidding me? I’m supposed to believe that in the span of 24 hours, Haru goes from this

to this

Are you kidding me?!

It just doesn’t work like that. I know that he’s a teenager, but even teenagers need time process their emotions. It’s unrealistic to whiplash from as depressed as you have ever been after the first and worst fight you’ve had with your best and most precious friend to “I’ve found my dream” in that kind of time span.

All that episode had to do was hold on a little bit, wait at least until Haru got back to Japan before he says that he’s found his dream. Just leave that last scene for a week later, when both teams are there. It would’ve been perfect, too. Like right before they’re about to go to nationals, both teams are together. Haru & Rin stand up and declare their convictions to continue to be rivals and see the world etc. etc. It would have been beautiful.

But no, I’m just sitting here thinking “what the hell did I just watch?”

5SOS PREFERENCES #110: STUDYING...
  • Luke: "Ugh, I simply can't understand this," you sighed, dropping your head on your notebook. "Ah, c'mon, babe. It can't be that hard," Luke sat crossed legged behind you in your bed, massaging your tense shoulders. "It's easy for you to say, Mr. 'I'll just go touring with my band and keep studying 'cause I'm a freaking genius'," you lifted your head, resting it on his shoulder. "Here, I'll help you," he chuckled, looking at your homework. You looked up at him, face serious as if he was lost in deep thoughts - which he probably was. Unconsciously, you leaned in and pecked his cheek, lips lingering there longer than it was necessary. "(Y/N)," Luke laughed, "Are you even paying attention to what I'm saying?". Of course!", you replied in a high pitched voice. "Then what did I just say?", he asked you, eyebrows raised. "You asked me if I was paying attention to you." "God, what am I going to do with you?!", he looked at you with a funny expression before taking your face on his hands and crashing your lips together. "Let's do this:", he mumbled against your lips, "I'll explain it again and, if you get this exercise right, then I'll give you a reward." "Ooh, I like the sound of that," you pecked his lip, waiting for him to begin explaining again.
  • Ashton: "Watcha doing?," Ashton asked, looking at your study table from behind your shoulder. "Studying," you replied. "Why?", he insisted. "'Cause I have an upcoming test," you sighed, knowing this conversation was going to take a while. "But studying is no fun," he whined. "It's funny you're saying that when you're not the one supposed to be studying," you laughed. "I feel your pain," he said, "Plus, I'm suffering quite a lot myself thinking of the things we could be doing while you're here studying." You rolled your eyes, not feeling tempted to answer him at the moment. The room went silent for a moment, and you wondered if Ashton had left you to study in peace - even though you hand't heard his footsteps. "I know you don't want to be sitting here and studying when you have a hot boyfriend ready to give you what you want," Ashton seductively whispered in your ear, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck. "My hot boyfriend ready to give me what I want is the reason why I'm failing in the first place," you moved your neck away from him, "And, right now, all that I want is some time to study. Could you please give me that?". "Fine, but only 'cause you look cute when you're begging," Ashton said, finally leaving you to your books - not before biting your neck.
  • Michael: "Michael, do you think you can help me with my homework?", you asked your boyfriend. "Babe, I'm the one who dropped out of school to be in a band, remember?", he reminded you. "Yeah, but you surely learned something there," you shrugged. "The only thing I learned there was that it's useless," he chuckled. "C'mon, Michael. I need help," you sighed. "Okay, okay. Let me see what I can do for you," he walked over to where you were, glancing at your books, "Oh, God. It's like I'm in hell again." "C'mon, Michael," you laughed, "You don't remember anything?". "Ah, I might remember some of it. But, mostly not. Let me see," he took your pencil, scribbling some things on a piece of paper. You curiously tried to read whatever it was he was writing, but couldn't understand a thing. "Yeah, I don't remember anything about Maths," he confirmed, "But, you know, I was always pretty good at Chemistry, and I think what you and I have is something we could work on." "Oh my God, Michael, you're so cheesy," you giggled. "Hey, at least I try," he defended himself, leaning in to kiss you.
  • Calum: "What is my beautiful girlfriend doing today?", Calum asked you. "Studying," you sighed, quite unhappy with that. "Need help?", he sat next to you on the bed. "Not wanting to sound rude, Cal, but you dropped out of school," you said sweetly. "That doesn't mean I wasn't a good student," he replied. "Yeah, but you'll only distract me," you stated. "Oh, I'll distract you?", he turned his head to look at you, "By doing things like this?", he put a hand on your thigh, sitting closer to you on the bed. "Or, maybe, by doing this?", Calum moved his hand higher up your thigh, leaning in closer to you. "Or something like this?", he said, connecting your lips and biting it. "Calum," you mumbled, not even sure yourself if that was a protest for him to stop or a moan as a hint to continue. "Or maybe I would distract you by looking super hot while you're trying to study," he pulled away from you completely. "Cal," you whined. "Aw, (Y/N), don't be like that," he stood up from the bed, "After all, you need to study and I'm just a rebel who dropped out of school." "Fuck you," you said under your breath, watching his smirking figure. "Better yet," he said, "Let me fuck you when you're finished," and, with a wink, he walked off.
I wasn't hired for this : Harry Styles

A/N: This is for Nayana, I hope you like this my love!

‘Are you ready Nayana? I know they’re just five boys, but they can be a bloody rowdy bunch.’

It was my first day, and Paul had just taken me through the items that the boys would require in the dressing room for every show. I was their new personal assistant, and to be honest, I was absolutely terrified. We were closing in on their dressing room, and I heard them before I could see them. It sounded like they were fighting, or running around like idiots. Paul looked at me, rolling his eyes, making me giggle. He turned the handle to the door and burst in. Tables were turned on their ends, eggs splattered all over them. A woman stood in the corner, terrified of moving, as an egg was hurled at one of the tables. I could see a head peering over a table, and immediately knew it was Zayn. There was no mistaking that quiff. He jumped over the table and ran to get more eggs, but being pelted with a load before he could make it back unscathed. 

Paul marched into the center of the room, and the battle cries died down. All five boys stood up from behind their tables, Harry, Liam and Zayn on one team, and Louis and Niall on the other. They all looked at each other, then to Paul. He stood there with his arms crossed, an angry look painted across his face.

'I want this room cleaned from top to bottom boys. And it had BETTER be spotless.’ They all nodded, a look of worry on their faces. They all turned slowly to see the blonde haired, blue eyed girl who was stood shaking at the door. I don’t know why I was shaking, I wasn’t in trouble. As if remembering that I existed, Paul turned to me and said 'I told you they were a rowdy bunch. Guys, this is Nayana. She is your new personal assistant. And no making her run across town for silly requests, if I find out you’ve mucked her about, there will be hell to pay.’ He walked out of the room, leaving me squirming, five sets of eyes staring at me. The woman in the corner took this as her queue to leave. 

'So, Nayana’ Niall spoke up 'have you had a tour of the stadium?’

Just remember what Paul said, don’t take any shit, and don’t let them get away with anything. 'Don’t think you’re using me to worm your way out of this’ I said, gesturing my hand towards the mess. 'Paul wants it done, so I suggest you do it.’ I sounded a lot more confident than what I was feeling. I turned on my heel to leave, when the boys all chimed in with a collective 'OOOH’.

'She’s a feisty one she is’ said Harry, winking at me.

'Come on, get to work, I’ll fetch you all some rubber gloves and a cloth’ I said turning and walking out of the door, hiding the blush that was creeping across my face.

-

*Two weeks later*

'Alright guys! That was a brilliant show! Do you need anything?’

'No Nayana, we’re good thanks sweetheart’ said Louis. I’d grown close to the boys these last two weeks. It felt like we had known each other forever. Especially me and Harry. I’d found him lingering around, after the others had left, asking me rather personal questions. Did I have a boyfriend, was I a virgin, etc etc. And he always sat next to me, and touched my arm or leg at any opportunity. I’d been around enough guys to know that he was interested in me. But I certainly wasn’t brave enough to make a move. He was Harry freaking Styles! Do you know how many girls would love to kill me? 'Come on lads, it’s time for GTA!’ Louis cried! The boys all ran off and I started to walk to the bus I would be staying in tonight.

'Nayana, wait up’ Harry said, jogging to my side. 'Can I chill with you? I don’t fancy running over any old ladies tonight’ he smiled.

'Yeah of course, I’ll only be watching some shitty movie, but sure!’ we walked back to the bus in silence, admiring the bit of the night sky we could see on the way. After clambering on, I realised that Lou wasn’t here. She must still be backstage, probably hiding from the boys. Harry settled himself on the sofa, as I plodded around the little kitchen area. 'Do you want a drink?’

'Uh, no thanks. Actually there’s something I want to talk to you about Nayana. Come and sit yourself next to me.’ He patted the seat next to him, and looked me up and down. I hesitated, not really knowing what to do. I moved towards him slowly, and sat next to him. He stroked my thigh with his hand as he spoke to me. 'So you know I like you right?’ I nodded, and tucked some hair behind my ear. I didn’t really know how to reply in a situation like this. 'And you like me too?’ I nodded again. He shuffled himself, turning towards me.

'Do you know how many nights I have laid awake in my bunk, dreaming of you? Wishing that you were with me? Wishing that I could feel your soft warm skin under my hands? Wishing that it was your hand stroking me, and not my own.’ I blushed at his admission. 'Baby, if you blush at my thoughts, I wonder what you’d do if they became a reality’ he said, kissing me deeply, invading my mouth. I sat there paralysed, not daring to move or respond. He pulled away, searching my face for a clue as what to do. 'If you don’t want me to I won’t’ he said. I stood up and walked to the door of the bus, locking it.

'I don’t want anyone to walk in on us.’ I retorted, confidence looming it’s head from depths I didn’t know were there. I walked over him, pulling my shirt over my head and discarding it on the floor, then moving to the zip on my skirt,and letting that pool at my feet and stepping out of it. I stood there, in my blue underwear set, and let him drink in the sight of me. His mouth fell open as he scanned my body.

'Oh baby, so much better than what I ever imagined. Come here, sit on my lap, facing me.’ I kicked my shoes off, as he undressed himself in record time, and straddled his lap, perching my ass on his knees. He cupped me, and moved me closer, so his bulging erection was pressed to my wet pussy. 'Blue is your colour, but I want to feel what’s underneath’ he said, slipping his hand into my panties, and running his fingers over me. His touch was as light as a feather, driving me crazy. I needed him to press harder, so I moved myself as close to his hand, pushing myself into his hand. 

'So eager Nayana, so desperate for me. Do you want me in you now?’

'Yes Harry, I want you in me now. Just do it, don’t waste time.’ My words awoke some carnal beast inside of him, as he growled and wrenched my panties to the side. He slipped himself out of his boxers, and lined himself up with me, thrusting upwards. He stilled allowing me to get comfortable, and started to pound. His animalistic growls echoed in my ear, which turned me on even more. To say he’d just performed a two hour show, the stamina he had behind his thrusts was incredible. 'Ohh fuck Harry, yes, right there. Keep, doing th-ahh, yes!’

'Come on Princess, I want to hear how good I make you feel. Tell me, tell everybody who is making you feel so good.’ He roared. I buried my head into his neck, biting down onto his skin. Every time he thrust in to me, he hit all the places that no man ever had before. I moaned out his name, and he gripped my hips tighter. I felt him harden inside, and then shoot his load into me. It was warm, and he slowed down his thrusts, realising I still hadn’t cum. He moved his thumb to my clit and rubbed hard, still thrusting into me. The contrast between the fast work of his fingers and the slow movements of his thrusts was an exquisite feeling, bring me to my downfall. I felt like I was on fire, my body jerking as he hit my spot over and over again, helping me through the body shattering orgasm. I panted and slumped over his shoulder.

'Wow, I’ve never had that reaction before’ he chuckled. We sat there like that for a couple of minutes, not saying anything. He stroked my spine lightly and I pulled back to look at him.

'I don’t think I was hired for this.’ He burst out into laughter making me giggle, then brought my lips close to his.

'You were hired to keep us happy Nayana, and you’ve certainly made me happy tonight.’ He retorted, kissing me deeply, and hardening inside me once more.