i don't think you understand how adorable i find this man

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@cheshirerabit said: Shit, your teacher Bakugou idea is something I never considered but now think would be really cool. Cuz he would not stop being a hero but he wouldn’t half-ass being a teacher so it would be like how All Might attempted to hero and teach but could actually work. Plus, I’m all for Bakugou’s role model switching with time to Aizawa. 10/10 idea.

Anon said: OMG Fran now i want to see Teacher or Older Bakugou or or Bakugou with Aizawa

Bless both of you for giving me a reason to talk about this cause honestly I love this idea way more than striktly necessary - this!!! is how I like to think it would go down:

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anonymous asked:

Loving the text messages!! Keep up the good work! Also if you don't mind could you describe darks and antis personalities according to you?

Absolutely!!! Beware though, I’m about to wax poetic because I LOVE these two characters. I’m sorry that this post is so long but I’m NOT putting it under a cut because I worked on this for over a fucking hour instead of writing my history paper and I want at least one person to actually read it. :P

I’m gonna go a little in depth with what I believe is their canon personalities according to my interpretation and then how I incorporate those interpretations into Texts From Dark And Anti. Some of you may be surprised to find that I actually heavily take their canonical personalities into account when I make my edits; it’s not all just dick jokes and memes for the sake of notes. Texts From Dark And Anti is my love letter to these two characters, and I’ve gone to great lengths to portray them in the best way possible.

But enough babbling. Let’s start with Dark.

CANON PERSONALITY: Master Manipulator and Sexual Predator

Originally posted by markimemey

Per Mark, Dark is a master manipulator. He’s a snake in the grass, ready to tell you anything and everything you need to hear in order to get what he wants from you.

I’d argue that this often works for him. Obviously he’s a very good actor if he’s able to mimic Mark perfectly in the “Chocolate” ending, so that makes me think that he’s able to assume whatever personality and/or extend whatever favors he needs to to trick his victims into abiding by him.

But it’s also worth mentioning that Dark’s biggest weakness (arguably) is his jealousy. As Mark said, Dark’s extremely jealous of Mark, and he wants everything that Mark has: wealth, fame, success, and devoted fans. I’d be willing to believe that that last thing is what rubs Dark wrong the most.

Evidence? Mark’s fans are exactly what he goes after. Wanna know what’s freakier? IT FUCKING WORKED.

Mark took all of his fans out on a date. All of us adored him for it. Dark got jealous of this, so he infiltrated the date and tried to get us to support him instead. And when Tyler Mark showed up to fight him, Dark didn’t kill him himself. He manipulated us into doing it for him.

And what brings this home is that Dark has had the longest lasting potential out of anything to come out of this video. All of the other memes and references have lost their luster by now, but the resurgence of Dark-related fan art, ask/rp blogs, edits, and memes are still going strong. Dark infiltrated our date and convinced us to love him and worship him the same way that we do Mark, and we fucking fell for it.

So why does he do this? Is it just because he’s a jealous prick? Partially, but I think that, canonically, there’s more to it. I think it’s because he thrives on his ability to hold power over people, which is comparable to–get ready for it–sexual predators.

Dark exhibits a lot of the traits we normally attribute to these criminals. He’s attractive, charismatic, extremely manipulative, and sadistic. He says things like, “I can give you anything,” and, “If it’s dinner you want, I can provide.” Provide is an interesting word choice here, because that’s what society has dictated the man in a relationship should do. He even acts seductive: arching his neck, eye-fucking the camera, and he even blows us a kiss (see below). But the way that he grabs and shakes us periodically throughout his mental breakdown betrays his inner sadism and anger issues, also common among sexual predators. I absolutely think that based on Dark’s behavior and what we know about him, he’s totally down to fuck anyone and everyone in order to get what he wants–consensual or otherwise. And I definitely think he’ll enjoy it.

Originally posted by mirrorthehorse

I wouldn’t necessarily say that Dark is a nymphomaniac. As an otherworldly being, it’s entirely possible he doesn’t even have a sex drive. But sexual predators don’t usually rape their victims just to get their dicks wet. Usually, it’s a power issue; they want to feel like they have mastery over something, and that they are dominant and in control. Given Dark’s obsession with taking all of Mark’s glory away from him, coupled with his violent mood swings and sadism, I would say that sexual assault is probably just one of the many ways he appeases his insatiable appetite for power and manipulation. And I’d even bet that it’s one of his go-to’s.

In Texts From Dark And Anti, I normally portray Dark as a bitter old demon who doesn’t understand memes and doesn’t want to put up with anybody’s shit. But I didn’t just do this for fun; I did it because I could see Dark being jaded in real life. Off-camera, when he’s not trying to seduce us into adoring him over Mark, I could see him being sick of being overlooked. He’s old, even by Mark’s channel’s standards, and up until “A Date With Markiplier”, he wasn’t mainstream in the fandom at all–not fun for someone who craves the adoration of others. So he’d definitely be off-put by Anti’s much younger, more erratic personality, and in a bad mood he’d bitch at him for it. But in a good mood, he’d use it to his advantage to get whatever he wants–sex, souls, and anything else his blackened heart desires, both for the reward and the thrill of not having to do it himself.

Now let’s talk about Anti.

CANON PERSONALITY: Chaotic Psychopath

Originally posted by treblegirl

Jack has been near-silent on his personal interpretation of Anti (although he’s stated that he definitely has a personal canon that he refuses to share, the little fucker), so all of this is going to come from speculation and what we see onscreen.

While Dark chose to make his debut in one long, continuous, elegant appearance, Anti showed up randomly throughout the month of October, with no prelude and no explanation as to why he was there. Also in contrast to Dark’s smooth, charismatic personality, Anti is visibly unstable, jittery, and psychotic. Both he and Dark exhibit bloodlust, but Anti doesn’t hide it. He doesn’t hold back any of his sociopathic tendencies, going so far as to murder his host on camera for the world to see.

We don’t exactly know what Anti’s agenda is, but that’s just it: I don’t think he has one. At least, not one beyond the psychotic urge to kill as much and as many people as he can. Even in “Say Goodbye”, all he does is laugh at/condemn the viewer for not warning Jack and saving him. The other times he was on camera in October, he was glitchy, with several different appearances (fangs, gauges, blood, etc.) and contorted, unsettling body movements, making me think that Anti is a supernatural being that thrives on chaos and bloodshed.

But  Anti doesn’t just want to cause havoc–he wants to cause havoc and get the credit he deserves for it. That’s why he showed up so much on camera without Jack noticing; he was there for us, not him. Then he made a big deal about us not telling Jack what was going on, condemning us for our failure to make his existence well-known. Then he crashed Jack’s panel at PAX, angry at us for “forgetting” him. He’s not trying to garner our support like Dark is; if anything, he wants us to be terrified of him.

Originally posted by redthereaper07

But personally, if I had to choose between being locked in a room with Dark and being locked in a room with Anti, I’d choose Anti in a heartbeat. Because even though Anti is more obviously psychotic, at least I’d know I would be killed quickly–unlike Dark, who would torture and manipulate me verbally, physically, and possibly even sexually for an indeterminate amount of time. This is Anti’s downfall, I think; Dark disguises his true nature with seduction and charisma, but because Anti’s so unpredictable and surface-level, he identifies himself as a very obvious threat, ironically making him a little easier to understand.

Thus, my interpretation of him in Texts From Dark And Anti reflects this (albeit in a more comedic way). Anti loves memes and silly trends because he wants to stick out in a way that’ll gain recognition. He’s more up-to-date with Internet trends and slang because he’s much younger than Dark–but that also means that he’s more gullible, and a lot of simple things go over his head. Basically all of his emotions are double that of Dark’s, and he makes no efforts to disguise them. He’s also much more privvy to senseless murder than Dark. This speaks highly of his psychotic tendencies and general disregard for any order or secrets he could be bothering to keep. What you see of Anti is what you get: an easily-excitable, always-ready-to-fuck-shit-up killing machine.

Originally posted by markired

So…yeah. That’s pretty much my piece. Told you it’d be long. X’D

But tysm for asking!! And if any of you bothered reading this far, PLEASE reblog or leave a reply with your thoughts on my interpretation of these two characters and how you characterize them personally. I’m super crazy interested in the lore around these two (or lack thereof), which is why I created Texts From Dark And Anti in the first place. ^_^

anonymous asked:

So, what if Guz has a thing for chubby/over weight girls, but since he lives on a beach island, they're hard to come by, and completely falls head over heels for the new chick on the island. The grunt girls don't get it and think it's a joke so they pick on her and take her Galvantula after a few very difficult attempts. Guzma is furious and there's hell to pay but he's still a nervous faux confident dork when trying to return him to her.

I wanted to make this a little happier. so only one grunt makes fun of you. The other ones including Guzma just wanna smash. (and go out with you)

“Hmmmmooooooooh my god! Baby girl’s got it goin’ on wit that booty eatin’ up them lil’ shorts!”

“Right?! Brah how the shit we gonna talk to baby girl? Gotta think a somethin’ original. Somethin’ that’ll make her all hot ‘n bothered!”

The grunts had Guzma at “booty eatin’ up them lil’ shorts”, which for various reasons got his attention and caused him to lean over the decrepit railing a little further to hear what the two boys at the bottom of the staircase were saying. Guzma was on the rebound. One of the girl grunts with stringy pink hair hadn’t been wifey material. Too high strung for his taste, and so skinny and obsessed with her looks that it had tired him out trying to reassure her after a while. But when she hit him after he disagreed with her that had been the final straw. So despite the tears and text messages begging him to get back together with her, Guzma was on the lookout for another piece of ass.

Shame he couldn’t find anyone to make it worthwhile. He watched with a snarl on his face as the grunts below were gesticulating wildly, talking about a “super cute shorty” that had been at the malasada shop in Malie City. You were supposedly a new face compared to the same old locals they saw day in and day out, had been feeding a dry malasada to your spider pokemon that Guzma assumed was an Ariados until he heard:

“Nah man, that ain’t no weird Ariados like Boss Man got.” Said one. “That’s a Galvantula.”

“Hoooooh boy, God been reading my dreams.” Moaned the other. “The hell I gotta do to get a piece of that thick, strong Pokémon trainer ass? I’d give anything for her to talk to me… Totally fucked it up when she looked at me an’ I threw West side at her!”

“ ‘s one a them reflexes.” Replied the other, patting his friend’s shoulder. “She come up to me wantin’ to know where the library was at ‘n I fuckin’ axed her if she wanted to battle! Wiped the floor with my sorry ass using like two bug Pokémon, but she put my money in her back pocket! Like to think that’s kinda the same thing as touchin’ that juicy booty a hers.”

Now he was extremely interested. In fact Guzma was just about to go downstairs and ask the boys where they’d last seen you when another grunt, couldn’t have been more than thirteen, came running at them with a rather cute little purse in the shape of a watermelon.

“Look guys!” he squeaked. “Got that ugly hoe’s Pokémon for ya! It’s one a them spiders right? Wonder how much its worth. Stupid easy to swipe from that dumb bitch when she went to pick up her napkin from under the table!”

He began laughing. Thinking naively that he’d done good, that he’d probably even be commended for his good work. In the middle of a hearty laugh he was about to ask his brothers if he’d done good, when a large hand swiped the bag from his hands before the two grunts could lay into him.

“Boss man?!” one of your admirers squeaked. Guzma looked harshly at the young one with an expression that indicated he’d get a good beating later for being cruel. He briefly asked the two where you were headed to last, got two very shaky replies that he could find you in the library if he hurried before it closed, and immediately was out the door stomping off into the rain.

Turns out he didn’t have to walk far. He found you immediately in Ula’Ula Meadow, the only one there crying as though your heart was about to break. A kind little girl was rubbing your back, trying to console you by insisting together with her and her partner Oricorio you would all find your companions.

“We’ll find your friends.” She said gently, rubbing your back. “Galvantula aren’t common here. Someone’s bound to, oh! Please sir!”

She flagged Guzma down, running swiftly over to him.

“My friend… She can’t find her Pokemon! Someone took her bag and everything when she was picking some trash off the floor. Have you seen a bag that looks like a yellow and red watermelon? It’s got a Galvantula, Dewpider, and a Fomantis!”

Guzma was so captivated when you looked over at him, eyes widening in realization when you saw the bag that hung limply at his side. He tried to hold it out to the lass in front of him, attempting to speak, but your captivating glance rendered him mute.

“My bag!” you cried joyously, running towards him and taking it gratefully. “You found my bag!”

“That’s your bag?” asked the other girl, stars in her eyes as she looked at Guzma innocently. “Wow! Thank you so much sir! You have no idea how much it means to her!”

Nothing came out of his mouth. His entire being was consumed with the way you smiled, with the way you wrapped your chubby arms around him and cuddled him in a hug. You were vastly tiny compared to him, but he couldn’t help but understand what the grunts were talking about.

Every aspect of you was adorable, from your cute head with a sunhat to your cute feet.

“…Welcome…” he muttered.

“I have to thank you somehow mister!” you insisted, still holding him in a hug and looking up innocently. “Let me treat you to something? You like malasadas? I can get you all the ones you want?”

He might’ve said yes, because the last thing he knew was that he was tripping over his own two feet in his haste to follow you through the meadow and off to town where you were going to treat him to a meal.

This must have been what winning the lottery felt like.

The Forgiveness You Don't Deserve

(Tom Holland!Peter Parker x Reader)

••••

She always forgave him. Every time their plans were canceled or cut short, but how could she not forgive him? She knew his secret superhero identity. So she understood he was out saving the world.

Every time he would return from the dangerous situation he left her for he would apologize over and over again, and every time she would just giggle at his puppy dog eyes.

She forgave him because she was proud of him. So young, and risking his life so that others can be safe. How did she get so lucky as to love Peter Parker? The boy who puts the world before himself, and still found time to love her back.

She stood in the shower, rubbing her fingers over her eyes vigorously trying to rub of her make up that she had applied for tonight.

They were in the middle of a dinner date when Peter once again had to run off, but she watched him run out the door with a smile on her face that was hinted with worry.

He didn’t deserve her. None of this was fair to her, she deserved someone that was there for her 24/7, during all the little and big things life has to offer her, and he just couldn’t promise that.

So as he made his way back to her 7th level apartment he felt a small tear escape his eye from under his mask. He entered her room through the window, hearing the sound of her shower still running he sat himself on her bed and pulled his mask off with an exasperated sigh.

Y/n pulled the shower curtain open and was met with all the steam rising from her use of the hot water, she quickly wrapped a towel around her body and used another one to taper through her hair.

As she made her way back into her room she was unaware of the presence of her boyfriend. So when he realized she hadn’t noticed him he made himself known.

“Hi.” He whispered just loud enough for her to head.

“Oh- oh my god.” She slightly jumped, startled but instantly laughing it off.

“You scared me.” She smiled adoringly at him as she made her way sit next to him on the bed, shifting her body so she could face him. He let a smile find its way into his face as Y/n lifted his arms up to inspect every part of his body for injuries.

“I’m okay, I promise. I won this time.”

“What do you mean this time? Isn’t it every time?” She joked, smirking and making him laugh.

“If you won then why do you seem so sad?” She questioned, Peter unable to hide his emotions from her.

“I’m sorry about tonight.” He whispered, playing with his fingers as his hands shook, he couldn’t face her so he watched them.

Noticing the uncontrollable shaking, Y/n grabbed his hands in hers causing his teary eyes to finally look into hers.

“I told you, you don’t have to keep apologizing Peter. It’s okay.”

He sighed, preparing his words, “I know you mean that when you say it, and I love you for that. I just- Y/n you deserve so much more. You deserve someone who won’t cancel on you last minute or run out on you almost every single time they’re with you. Y/n I put everyone before you, and I-” he swallowed loudly, desperately trying to hold back his tears so he could finish, “I don’t deserve your forgiveness.”

She didn’t say anything at first, silent tears running down her face as she watched how broken he was saying this to her. She placed her hand under chin and moved his head up until his face was level with hers.

“Listen to me, Peter Parker.” She gulped, emotions taking over the tone of her voice, “You do not owe me anything. Don’t you ever say that you don’t deserve my forgiveness, because Peter I don’t think you understand that I never have to forgive you. You can’t forgive someone who doesn’t do anything wrong. God- I am so incredibly proud of you, and all this weight you willingly place on your shoulders, you take it all with such grace- well I mean when you aren’t falling all over the place,” they both laughed, lighting to air in the atmosphere, “Peter you prioritize the safety of others over spending time with me doing silly couple things, you don’t need to be forgiven for that.”

He smiled at her with such adoration he barely understood how it was possible to love someone this much.

“The day you put me first, over the world…” she began once more in a whisper as she leaned closer to him, “is the day you won’t deserve my forgiveness.” And everything she needed to say, she finished by gently placing her lips onto his. Their lips tasted like salt from the tears, but it was filled with passion and greater understanding for each other.

And as they pulled away, foreheads still touching and eyes still shut, they had never been more in love.

stormiestuffs  asked:

I don't know if you've done his but the RFA reacting to mc being bilingual (like she speaks Korean but also English or French)

I really like this request~ I’m bilingual too! so this was a lot of fun to write ^^ oh btw, I tend to alter between V being blind and him not being blind, so anything that requires sight is a scenario where he got his eyesight fixed ^^;

-Admin Ace in Space

Yoosung

  • you speak TWO LANGUAGES??
  • FLUENTLY???
  • this bean is so impressed
  • he loves to hear you speak in another language, especially if you say nice things to him~ not like he can tell the difference but shh it’s not like you’d say anything mean anyway
  • secretly tries to learn some of the language so he can talk to you in it
  • loves it when you teach him different words or sayings
  • loves it even more when you read something to him and he tries to guess what it means
  • watches movies and TV shows in that language with you
  • some of the people he plays LOLOL with speak that language! now you can translate what they’re saying for him!

Zen

  • slip into that language when you’re having sex and this boy is GONE
  • tHE BEAST, MC
  • no but really, he thinks it’s so attractive that you can speak two languages fluently
  • when you compliment him in your other language, he hugs you tightly and kisses you
  • learns how to say I love you and other romantic things in that language but doesn’t tell you
  • surprises you with it one evening when you’re cuddling
  • probably learns a love song in your other language to sing to you
  • because this boy is just that romantic
  • no but really, he loves hearing you speak in another language and constantly brags with you
  • thinks it’s so cute when you slip up or accidentally switch between languages

Jaehee

  • Baehee is also super impressed
  • she knows the basics of some other languages but she never had the time to learn any of them perfectly
  • so when she hears you speaking in another language, she’s immediately asking you tons of questions
  • is it your mother tongue? did you live in that country? is one of your parents from there?
  • no matter the language, she wants to start learning it
  • that way you two can talk to each other without anyone except Seven understanding
  • and she can complain about Jumin a lot more freely
  • adores it when you quietly talk to her in your other language when she’s falling asleep
  • it ends up with her cuddling closer to you so you do it a lot
  • because a happy, sleepy Jaehee is a cute Jaehee

Jumin

  • he knows business lingo in a lot of languages since his company has business partners internationally
  • one day he was talking to one of them when you visited his office
  • and you just casually joined in? and used words he’d never heard before?
  • he was so surprised, especially when you got them to agree to the deal he’d been discussing
  • once they’re gone, he turns to you and gives you a kiss
  • wants to know how you know that language
  • like Jaehee, he asks a lot of questions
  • sometimes has you translate some papers for him
  • talk to Elizabeth 3rd in your other language and this man will love you so much

Seven

  • canonically speaks like 17 languages fluently
  • so there’s a high possibility he understands you
  • and loves talking to you in your other language
  • it’s like speaking in code around the others
  • sends you memes in that language
  • SENDS YOU THE ENTIRE BEE MOVIE SCRIPT TRANSLATED INTO THAT LANGUAGE
  • it’s really nice being around him though because you never have to worry when you forget a word, you can just slip into another language
  • if he doesn’t understand the language you speak, he learns it asap and always comes to you with questions
  • has you teach him all the bad words

V

  • since he travels a lot, he probably knows a few snippets of the other language you speak
  • lets you teach him more vocabulary
  • you have cute little lessons where for every word he gets correct, you give him a piece of chocolate or a kiss
  • you guys are honestly the softest couple
  • he writes little messages in either language and leaves them around the house for you to find
  • like Yoosung, he enjoys watching movies in your other language and has you translate the things he doesn’t understand
  • teaches you some of different languages he speaks, even if he only knows one word
  • you two have vocabulary lists hung up all over the house
  • if he’s still blind, he teaches you how to read braille in return for you teaching him your other language

anonymous asked:

Aww, reverseObi seems to have a pattern of causing wake-up calls by getting 'hurt'. I am glad to see a variant of mind healers where they Don't equal psychologists, double kudos for that. Does anyone worry about Anakin being in the presence of someone who can cause that reaction? Or would one of those dark things keep Ani from examining himself? And is Ashoka affected? Err, seems I have another dozen questions that can maybe be ignored if you tell us what happens next? Thank you muchly

“Master Windu spoke to me about what you found.” Anakin glanced to his former master and sighed a bit. “Of course he did…”

“You have to admit, its worrying, he has been around you since you were a child.” Qui-Gon murmured. “Any…tampering?”

“None, I checked and I allowed the mind healers to check with me too. Nothing, only my own darkness and doubts.” The blond shifted. “And I checked on Ahsoka’s mind when she was here. Nothing. Only Obi-Wan’s mind was tampered with.”

That left the question why.

Why would the sith risk it?

Why would someone as patient as Palpatine had been risk tampering with Anakin’s new padawan?

The answer was obvious.

Obi-Wan was new. He was young. Full of light if a bit insecure.

Anakin’s commitment to his padawan and therefor the order was more secured.

However if his padawan was to defect or even die…

He tensed his jaw and took a deep breath. “…He wants me to Fall.”

“…He wants you as his apprentice.” Qui-Gon countered quietly and then sighed. “Its worrying but I know you Anakin, we can trust you.” He rested a large hand on the others shoulder, giving him a small smile. “Else you wouldn’t be here and wouldn’t have Obi-Wan.”

Anakin looked away from his master. “At this point I’m starting to wonder if its wise to trust me. If he really does want me…I have secrets that…”

“Anakin…” Qui-Gon shifted to turn the other to him, looking seriously at him if a bit awkward. “I know…what its like to…have emotions…I told you about Tahl. I’ve always regretted what might have been had we…” He sighed and Anakin winched, covering the larger mans hands.  “…When the end of the war comes…you can do anything you want, go anywhere…” Qui-Gon murmured.

“Obi-Wan is going to need me for years still.” Anakin argued.

“Not…if you find an alternative master.” The older man smiled at him and they stared at each other before Anakin squeezed the others wrists in understanding.

“I was thinking of taking him along to introduce him to Senator Amidala one of these days…” He grinned and Qui-Gon chuckled, dropping his hands from the others shoulders. “She’s going to spoil him, she adored Ahsoka. She’s going to adore Obi-Wan just as much if not more the little negotiator he is.”

Anakin grimaced. “That little rascal conned both Waxer and Echo out of a supply of gummi nexus. I had to confiscate them to tamper down on his sugar intake.”

“I seem to remember someone else enjoying sugar.”

“Yes well he needs to eat normal food. I ate normal food. I ate delicious normal food.” Anakin huffed.

“…True you ate like a growing teen should. Sometimes it was amazing how much you could put away honestly at times. And the amount of blue milk you consumed…” The other blinked. “Also, you should warn your Captain. My Commander might try to steal Obi-Wan away.”

“Steal…”

“Yes apparently since Obi-Wan was suppose to be my padawan, that means he’s also now the 212 mascot. Or well Commander as they insist.” Qui-Gon smirked lightly.

“Oh no he’s not, that is my padawan.” Anakin snorted.

Qui-Gon chuckled before nodding to something behind him. “Yes it is, but it seems to make the youngling happy to be wanted by both.”

Anakin turned around and raised both eyebrows as Obi-Wan’s armor now contained a yellow vambrace as he clung to Waxer’s back as the man ran with him, being chased by Echo and Fives.

“OI! GIVE US BACK OUR COMMANDER!”

“HE’S OURS NOW! BOIL! HELP!”

Boil and Trapper suddenly joined the mini skirmish happening in camp, bags of something white being pelted at the 501.

“…Are those marshmallows?”

“Certainly looks like it.”

“SUGAR WASTE! NOOO!” Obi-Wan cried out, his voice full of laughter.

“He looks happy. In the middle of a troop camp.” Qui-Gon noted.

“…I’ve tried to preserve some happiness and safety from him.” Anakin offered quietly.

“I hear he faced Ventress?”

“And played bait to get close to wreck her ribs. Yes. She’s angry at him. I worry about the implications for the future for him. She will carry a grudge.”

“Then you train him to be able to defend himself.”

“Could…would you…help me? Help me teach him while you’re around.” Anakin clarified. “I’m good Qui-Gon. But I don’t want to limit his skills to just what I know.”

“Anakin, it would be an honor.” Qui-Gon smiled warmly at him.

@resistancepilots and I have no self control and could not stop thinking about Accidental Pirate Obi Wan Kenobi and how he got his start. This isn’t really fic, it’s more like… aggressive headcanoning. Cheers to @albaparthenicevelut @forcearama @fireflyfish @jerseytigermoth @writegowrite @lurkingcrow


Obi Wan and Rex travel to Tatooine, with Obi Wan feeling like he left his heart in pieces on Mustafar and Naboo where Padme’s funeral is currently happening. Singing to infant Luke with Rex watching his back (he doesn’t need the help, but he’s Tired and the Force feels painfully empty now).

They arrive on Tatooine only for their transport to be seized by the Hutts, who don’t hold back anymore now that the Republic is dead and their old trade agreements are moot. So the Hutts seize this transport and take all the sentients on board as slaves, and Rex is like um sir,,, we need to do something.

Obi Wan is in a state of “I fucking give up” and so he doesn’t want to do anything. They all just shuffle into whatever dank cells the Hutts have set up, cold, sad, and dejected.

And then Luke starts screaming. He’s an infant, after all, and no Skywalker has ever been silent in expressing their displeasure. And this infant Luke is driving Obi Wan up the wall and Obi is like good GOD this Skywalker already hates slavery and if we don’t get out of here I’ll kill the kid myself.

Obi doesn’t… kill the Hutts but he defeats them all and you know it’s even more suave and Cool than when Luke does it twenty years later. He just takes over and sends the Hutts to become regular citizens. He maybe chops a couple limbs/tails off, but he’s got a wailing baby on one arm, a long line of tragedies in his heart, and not a whole lot of patience left. By the time he and Rex free all the sentients and get out, the palace is on fire and he doesn’t look back as he cradles baby Luke under his cloak (now a bit tattered at the hem) and takes him to Owen and Beru.

He liberates all of Tatooine from slavery but he’s smart so he just uses the Hutt money to free all the slaves instead of freeing them by force. At some point he realizes he’s Ruling Tatooine now so he makes slavery illegal. The previously rich slave owners are now significantly less rich and there’s a lot more gainful employment on the planet.

Anyway so now Obi Wan rules Tatooine and has given tiny Luke to Owen and Beru, but he’s bored in the palace alone (he’s not been without companionship like…ever) and Rex can only do so much. Rex is grieving and getting old too and deserves a life of his own. He helps Obi rule Tatooine tho bc Rex’s face gets him in trouble, you know, since he’s got the clone face, so he can’t exactly be anonymous anymore.

Obi hangs out with Luke all the time and Luke LOVES him and pulls his floofy hair and beard constantly, and by the time he’s three, he follows Obi Wan everywhere. Rex knows to wait up for Luke because the kid will inevitably escape his aunt and uncle and find Obi Wan, even with express instructions to stay put. Even when Obi Wan is nowhere near the old Hutt palace (now Obi Wan’s base of operations) Luke just always unerringly finds him. It must be the Force Rex thinks, setting aside some blue milk for the little one.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! Love your blog! I'm from the uk and I was wondering if you can do junkrat/reaper/genji/soldier/Hanzo with a British s/o who starts to use British slang words like "sod it (forget it)" "I'm knackered (tired)" "bloody hell (fgs)" and they think it's really cute that they've gone full British mode and then their s/o gets self conscious and embarrassed cause they don't like their accent but they reassure them it's adorable?(you don't just have to use those words either if you don't want to)🤗

((Does it count that I use Aussie slang so I was about to say to an American friend how a bunch of bogans are having a party at like, 1am and I haven’t had a chance to get 40 winks in almost 3 weeks now??? - Mod Tez))

Originally posted by smauganna

Jamison Fawkes

  • Man he bloody loves British accents
  • poor lad he doesn’t show it well though.
  • The first time you went full on British mode he went total Aussie mode.
  • So you both spoke in so much slang that not even Sombra could hack you guys to understand the convo.
  • If you ever feel self conscious about your accent or the way you talk he tries to cheer you up.
  • “Oi get exactly what ya mean sheila! trust me ‘ere love half the time even good ol Roadie here doesn’t even get me!”
  • “If you think your accent is bad then oi must be the worst then eh love?”
  • Will pepper your face with kisses.
  • You’ll probably end up with soot all over your face.
  • But the soot is shaped like kiss marks.

Originally posted by thingsarelookinggrim

Gabriel Reyes (Reaper)

  • This man?????
  • Somehow????
  • Understands???
  • Some??
  • Slang?
  • He probably picks things up from the tone of voice and is actually quick to get what you say.
  • He finds the way your face scrunches up and turns red very cute.
  • He usually swears in Spanish and loves to talk shit about others with you.
  • He probably, solely, learns how to use your slang to talk shit about people’s fashion.
  • “Ah that red dress with the green high heels that have golden stilts… Aye I must say that’s bloody bullocks.”
  • Will totally ask if he’s saying things right.
  • If you’re feeling embarrassed he likes to pet your head to calm you down.
  • Honestly really cares for you and if anyone talks shit about your slang you can say that they’ll get their balls busted bad.

Originally posted by theblackmegadeus

Jack Morrison (Dad™76)

  • bOI
  • This man doesn’t understand even bloody hell
  • He’s always like, “??????”
  • “Why is bloody an insult? No one’s bleeding”
  • Tries to understand but never will.
  • Kinda feels bad about it too because when you get embarrassed he blames himself.
  • Tries to make you feel better by completely butchering the slang in a really, really strong attempt to try and make you smile.
  • “I feel…um, bloody knackered? because I don’t know what most of the bullocks you say means. Can you try and teach me some of those bullocks?”
  • you end up laughing a little and he feels like he accomplished something.
  • Just tell him what he said was right.
  • He ain’t leaving you alone until you teach him.
  • Wants to be very supportive about it.

Originally posted by bokumetsu

Genji Shimada

  • You see, the thing with Genji is.
  • He travelled alot to find peace with himself.
  • In the process he passed by the UK
  • He understands slang but doesn’t know how to use it himself.
  • He finds your tone change when you speak in slang very cute.
  • Will start to freak out in a good way when you go full British mode.
  • If you ever get upset about the slang
  • or embarrassed
  • or anything really.
  • He will pap your cheeks
  • He’ll squish your cheeks
  • And he’ll press his visor against them.
  • He always tells you,
  • “It took me years to come to terms with myself, you mustn’t worry about a small matter such as this one. You sound cute and you’re happy. That is what matters.”
  • Will totally hug you.
  • Gotta love cyborg boy

Originally posted by maneljavier

Hanzo Shimada

  • Lookie here
  • Hanzo was raised in a very traditional lifestyle and possibly the type of English he was taught was American English.
  • He wouldn’t understand smidge of British slang
  • Hell, he doesn’t even understand Aussie slang mate!
  • But unlike Soldier, he is quick to learn
  • and also unlike Soldier, he is stubborn about learning new stuff.
  • But if he sees you start to become upset about your accent and/or slang use, he will throw himself on a desk and get his ass schooled.
  • Will approach you with tea and surprise you.
  • “Bloody hell this tea and learning about your bloody slang was hell to get through… But for you it was worth.”
  • He sets the tea down and hugs you.
  • Will probably never use the slang again but is willing to use it to cheer you up.

walkingsaltshaker  asked:

The members (+ V & Saeran) discovering MC had a child/children? Or their reactions of MC admitting she wanted children? (You don't have to do both, either one would be nice. I just didn't want to send 2 asks.)

Doing the first one because it is!! Super cute! (I work in a toy store so I LOVE KIDS lmao.)


Yoosung

  • Your hands are shaking from your nerves when you finally work up the nerve to type up the text. Her name is Iseul. She’s two, and her dad left me just before she was born.
  • His reply was near instantaneous. Can I see a picture?
  • You turned to your daughter and put on a grin. Say cheese, honey!
  • “Heez!” She reached out to you, her little chubby fingers fanned out, and you snapped a picture of her face, of her red cheeks and big, broad smile. The little smiley face in the caption when you sent it to Yoosung felt like a lie.
  • You told him that you understood if it was a deal breaker, seriously you did. Even if you did date, you didn’t expect him to become her father. You got it, you got it, you understood, he was young and you’d -
  • You can’t even finish your string of messages before you get one back from him. She’s precious, just like you, and I’m not going to let you struggle raising her alone.
  • Yoosung’s desire to grow up and become a man increases twofold. It isn’t that he’s really excited about a kid - honestly, he’d never thought of it - but he’s so, so determined to support you that he’s willing to give fatherhood a go.
  • Despite his determination, it’s a bit… rough at first. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing and he often panics about little things. 
  • (am I feeding her enough? Am I feeding her right? why is she crying DID I BREAK SOMETHING OH NO HELP)
  • she’s chewing on the keyboard wire omg no stop
  • “oh shit i’m in the middle of a LOLOL match and she’s cry ing fuck”
  • (you come home one day and yoosung is in the fetal position because drew ALL over the apartment walls and he doesn’t KNOW WHAT TO DO)
  • After learning the ropes though he is great at being a dad. He’s just this big huge kid paling around with your kid and it makes your heart melt. Sometimes he’ll sit her on his lap and she’ll watch him play LOLOL. (at first it annoys him when she presses keys and paws at the screen but eventually he chills out and thinks it’s adorable)
  • He’s so proud of her. He never once thinks of her as being anything but his child, and he brags about her SO MUCH to his guild. (sometimes he’ll turn on voice and let them say hi to her)
  • (she always babbles back)
  • (they love her protect ur daughter 2k16)

Zen

  • You have a daughter?
  • Can he see her?
  • Oh god she’s the cutest he loves her already. Wait, that’s not weird, is it? He’s not weirding you out?
  • Great - first time he meets her, he brings her hair clips and buys her ice cream and dotes on her like the happiest new father imaginable.
  • Zen doesn’t hold back on either his love for you or your child. He is so happy to be a dad. He’s always taking photos of her, taking photos of you, taking photos of BOTH of you and just… grinning. He has a family.
  • He has a family.
  • like seriously this is Zen
  • When he finds out her father left you he is S T E A M E D. He wants to hunt him down and give him hell but respects you when you say you just… want that period of your life to be over now. It’s done.
  • He’s here.
  • He does puppet shows for her. He acts for her. He does all the funny voices for the bedtime stories and takes her to amusement parks when she’s old enough.
  • Daddy loves playing dress up with his little princess
  • (When Isuel starts imitating daddy while he’s performing he M E L T S.) 
  • If the media says an goddamn thing about u and your PERFECT DAUGHTER he will cut someone
  • (seriously he has like a million photos of her in his wallet his coworkers are sick of it)

Jaehee

  • She is understandably nervous when she learns you have a kid, and you tell her it won’t affect her relationship with you. You’ve been doing the single mother thing for two years now, you can manage it.
  • She’s not really expecting to get attached, only thinking of your child as something akin to taxes or a loan you’re paying off. She cares about it because it puts a burden on you, and she’ll help put when she can, but there’s no maternal affection there…
  • …Until, both by bit - your daughter, worms her way into Jaehee’s heart.
  • It’s the little things at first. The way she grins when she finishes a puzzle, the way she wiggles and dances to the music Jaehee plays while she’s working… and the way she sits right in front of the television whenever Zen is on screen. it’s just cute.
  • (seriously she touches Zen’s face and Jaehee LOVES IT)
  • Jaehee thought of children much like cats - messy and just… a burden - but watching the way the two of you smile at each other when you’re holding her… she’s just…
  • She’s filled with love - for you, for her, and she can feel that love that she’d forgotten, of a parent who deeply cares for their child.
  • (One day she offers Jaehee a cookie and says ‘mama have cookie!’ and JAEHEE ALMOST STARTS CRYING AHHH)
  • Jaehee learns how to make really killer hot chocolate for her since she’s too young to drink coffee, and the way she wipes the whipped cream mustache off your daughter’s face is just… precious…..

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anonymous asked:

Your Denki and Seri get me so shook i'm act considering them so much it's unhealthy

Nothing unhealthy about that ship anon!!!! *O* I’m glad you decided to consider it!!!!

Anon said: Just wanna say, I really like the way you colour your art!!! It’s really nice

OHHHH!!!!!! ;O; thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!! This actually means a lot omfg <3<3<3

Anon said: Fatgum being a Dad to Kirishima and Tamaki gives me life, they’re such a gOOD family.

They’re the best family I’m so glad they both have Fatgum tbh !!!!!!!! He’s such a great man I love him a whole damn lot

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pheelluminati  asked:

MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHA I HAVE COME TO MAKE YOU SUFFER WHY YOU ASK BECAUSE I WILL MAKE YOU CHOOSE BETWEEN THREE EQUALLY HORRIFIC AND BEAUTIFULLY CHALLENGING HEADCANONS WHICH YOU ARE EITHER GOING TO LOVE OR HATE -OLD VIKTUURI AND ONE OF THEM IS IN THEIR DEATH BED AND THEY FLASHBACK - VIKTOR HAVING AN ACCIDENT AND BEING TAKEN OFF THE ICE FOREVER - I W A N T T H E D E A T H O F T H E D O G Btw Sof, I love you. I don't even think I'm ready to read what you'll write; I just love the way you do it <3

OK FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU?? Secondly: I don’t know who I hate the most, you for requesting this, or me for actually choosing the worst option. 



“I’m really sorry, Mr. Katsuki”

The words didn’t sound as painful as he had thought they would be.  In fact, they had no effect. They felt empty, numb, like an emotional placebo.

He knew it would happen eventually, he had prepared himself for it for the last few months. The impact of the news couldn’t compare to the shock and the dread of finding out he was sick. Those had been the real bad news. That had been the day, that his happy ever after was given an expiration date.

“It’s ok, I understand”

He walked into the room slowly, ignoring the kind offers of the nurse asking if he needed anything, and followed what had been his ritual for the past three months. He hanged his coat on the wooden chair’s backrest, and used the support of his walking stick to help him sit down, facing the man that was lying on top of the bed, white, so white, that Yuuri almost lost him within the hospital bedsheets. He licked his creased lips, he hadn’t realized he was trembling until he reached for his husband’s hand and saw himself shaking. It was then or never; he knew the sedatives wouldn’t take long to kick in and, once he fell asleep, he wouldn’t wake up again.

“Vitya?”

He stroked the back of his hand, and the man opened his eyes lazily, blinking a few times. There was that spark of icy blue, the contrast of color against all the whiteness. His eyes were the only thing that were still the same, that hadn’t fall pray of the effects of old age, and popped out young and beautiful from the wrinkly skin of his face. Yuuri couldn’t stop staring at them, couldn’t stop himself from praising what was still left, what had felt so inflexible and familiar for almost sixty years of marriage. He saw him smile, new folds drawing on his cheeks and the corner of his mouth, and felt his fingers responding to the touch.

“Hello, love”

Usually, then would come the “how are you doing?” question, but that day he didn’t feel like asking it. He didn’t want to hear the answer. He kept looking at him, having so much to say and yet nothing at all. Love and grief kept cancelling each other inside his mouth and in the end he couldn’t speak, just stare, and hold his hand in his.

So, unable to find a proper replacement for his routine, which he knew would become even harder after that day, he waited in silence until it was Viktor who spoke again.

“You really are beautiful, you know?” He said, voice groggy and tired, and Yuuri couldn’t even fake a snort. Instead, he sighed, and caressed up his bony arm.

“Don’t say stupid things. We are old”

“But you are” He insisted, smiling that silly heart-shaped smile of his that was so ridiculously contagious “You will always be beautiful in my eyes”

“I’m all wrinkly”

“Just like a tasty raisin” He joked.

“I’m overweight”

“You know I always liked your squishy belly”

“My hair is grey”

“Hey, we match!” He coughed a chuckle “Hasn’t mine always been?”

Yuuri grinned, tracing his fingers on the familiar silver locks, now so much thinner and whiter, but still soft and absurdly soothing. He couldn’t help but remember just how concerned his husband had been all his life about his growing hairline. And now, even though scarce and shorter, he still had hair on top of his head.

He unconsciously played with his ring, kind of big for his now scrawny fingers, only staying in place because of the way the wrinkled flesh had molded to it after so many years. If he moved it a bit, he could see even paler skin beneath. A permanent print, eternal, drawn on him forever.

“I love you” He said, although he knew it meant nothing. It never meant anything. He already knew he loved him, in fact, he knew that phrase couldn’t even cover his adoration in the slightest. But there was something musical in it, poetic. It wasn’t the meaning what brought them close whenever he said it, but maybe the intention, the drive, the need. He needed to tell him he loved him. It wasn’t a declaration, they had got over confessions way too long ago already. It was more like a symbol, a piece of art, something pretty and enchanting to rejoice in. And that’s exactly why he felt like saying it right then “I love you, so much”

“I love you too, solnyshko” Viktor closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and Yuuri could see him grimace with effort “I really want to kiss you, but I don’t think I can move right now”

“You can always ask” He hadn’t meant his voice to sound like a sob, but it did. And as he leaned in to kiss his lips, softly, lovingly, without paying attention to his sore back, he feared he may start crying. He didn’t.

“Don’t give me that face…I’m ok, Yuuri”

“No you are not”

“I am, I am happy” He said, closing his eyes, feeling the soft touch of his husband’s hand as it cupped his cheek “You made me a happy man, love. You gave me a good life”

“Viktor…” Yuuri tried to speak, but his voice cracked and the sentence broke.

“It was always you…” He whispered, his lips felt heavy, and so did his lids “Remember the cup of China, when I was twenty-seven and you were twenty-three?”

“Of course” He nodded “Our first kiss”

“And the wedding? Remember how Yurio got drunk?”

They both laughed softly, ironically, clenching their tangled hands.

“I could never forget that. I remember everything, every second I lived by your side” He stroked his cheek “The honeymoon, the competitions, adopting Lori…and then, even after we retired, everything we did together”

“Our trip to Paris…”

“That was wonderful”

“You see? How could I not be happy?” Yuuri still couldn’t get it, he couldn’t understand why the weary grin on his lips was genuine. It was ludicrous. “It’s all thanks to you. And you know why?” his husband asked, smiling cheekily and turning to kiss the palm of his hand “Because you taught me the meaning of Life and Love”

“Hmm?” He sucked his lips inwards, seeing how the other’s breath got slower and slower with every passing second and how his eyes lost focus “And what’s the meaning?”

“Life may not be eternal…” He closed his lids, giving his hand one soft, shaky squeeze “But Love is”

In that moment, Yuuri saw his face falling gently to rest on the side of the pillow and the grip on his fingers ceased. Every muscle relaxed and his lips, cold and pale, blew against his palm a deep, warm breath. The last one.

Only then, Yuuri allowed himself to cry.

Two weeks later, he was admitted into hospital. Lori had insisted he moved in with her, but he couldn’t even consider it before he fell sick. Medics couldn’t do more but prologue the inevitable, and after the long course of a month, Yuuri Katsuki closed his eyes for good. He passed away some windy December evening, in the company of his loving daughter, and washed over by a feeling of unexplainable peace. And right before, when reality got foggy and melted into the memories of his husband, his voice, calling for him…he finally understood. And he felt happy, too.



I hate myself

Fire Emblem: Awakening Sentence Starters
  • "Ah, I'm sorry. Perhaps I'll come back when you're done playing."
  • "I'm not playing! This is serious!"
  • "Seroiusly... childish? Seriously... embarrassing?"
  • "Seriously none of your business. Seriously."
  • "Okay, just stop. You're not even sighing. You're just saying the word 'sigh'."
  • "You're guaranteed to lose 100% of the jousts you never attend, my friend."
  • "Perhaps you should name your next move 'Eternal Chastity'."
  • "Sure, why not? I've got the perfect teacher for it right in front of me!"
  • "Why, you little--!"
  • "Few things in life would give me greater satisfaction than to knock you on your rear, but one of us has to be the adult here, and it's obviously not going to be you."
  • "That's right. Walk away. You just keep right on walking... Jerk."
  • "Oh, look. The little boy is playing with his dolls again."
  • "Do you see dolls here? No you don't! That's cause this is serious business!"
  • "I'm honing my psyche so I can grapple with nefarious beasts of the night."
  • "Well, at least you'll be grappling with something tonight."
  • "Oh, real mature."
  • "Is this your diary? It's filled with bad drawings of heroes and their weapons."
  • "Don't! The Manual of Justice is more than your mortal eyes can handle!"
  • "Oh, that's just adorable! You even named the book and everything!"
  • "Page 1: _______. When danger nears, his sword hand twitches and his eyes turn red."
  • "Give it baaaaaack!"
  • "Why are you doing this to me? We're supposed to be allies!"
  • "Oh, you drew flames around this name! Does that affect the pronunciation?"
  • "Either stop reading or just stick a sword in me and be done with it."
  • "I'll say this: your bizarre fantasy world is certainly... robust."
  • "A sword is just a sword, you know? But a sword with a name is an ally!"
  • "Remind me again how this is mental warfare and not just you being mental?"
  • "A weapon with a strong name makes the wielder feel strong, too!"
  • "That kinda makes sense... which scares me."
  • "______, these are just the names of the girls who spurned your advances."
  • "Gods, there must be two hundred names on this thing!"
  • "Another day, another rejection."
  • "How long will it take womankind to realize my many, many charms?!"
  • "I saw this tiny flower bloomin' by the roadside and I got a little misty..."
  • "Wh-whyyyy? *sniff* Hooow?! Tell me... Tell me it's all a bad dream!"
  • "Gods, pull yourself together, man! You've been sobbin' for an hour."
  • "Everything was going fine until you ruined it, ruiner!"
  • "I just don't understand why it made the ladies fall all over you! ...and start ignoring me, I might add!"
  • "How is sobbing over a flower dreamy?!"
  • "Listening to you is stressful."
  • "I wonder if _____ would mind if I stabbed him..."
  • "Persistence is my greatest strength, you know!"
  • "It's pronounced 'tragic flaw'."
  • "'Oooh, ______! You're so mysterious!' 'Your mask is soOoOO dreamy, ______!' You were supposed to be my wingman! Not my competition!"
  • "She did not want me to leave. She was... stronger than she looked. I've never been so manhandled."
  • "I WANT TO BE MANHANDLED!!"
  • "Wait, were you flirting just now? Was I just hit on?!"
  • "I have nothing but the most platonic of respects for you."
  • "Your philandering is quite deplorable, but high marks on your attitude!"
  • "Ooh, let me guess! You hit on a pretty girl, and she shot you down?"
  • "Ha! Everyone thinks they know, _______. Well they don't know squat! ... But yes. That's what happened."
  • "How goes the philandering?"
  • "A girl agreed to join me for tea, and I was on cloud nine! But she spiked my drink and robbed me blind while I was out cold! She even took the shirt off my back! ...Left the pants, though."
  • "Wait. You're fighting a war to impress GIRLS?!"
  • "I'm not good with praise, you know? I'm used to rejection!"
  • "This is going to haunt me to the grave! The grave, I say!"
  • "Yes, you just happened to find yourself hiding in a barrel. What ARE the chances?"
  • "PLEASE stop trying to spy on me while I practice! You've climbed trees, hidden under bridges, painting yourself in ridiculous camouflage..."
  • "The time you jumped out from the waterfall nearly gave me a waterfall in my pants!"
  • "...You died before we got that far."
  • "I always used to practice beside your grave."
  • "I'd try to imagine what you'd say as you watch me. What I could fix..."
  • "I could hear it all in my head as I danced. But I just wanted to hear it aloud..."
  • "The me in the future might have left, but I swear, this me is here to stay!"
  • "So you're taking a breaking from chasing girls, to talk with me about... chasing girls?"
  • "...You get slapped a lot, don't you?"
  • "Oh yeah, all the time. I mean, when I'm not getting kneed in the groin."
  • "I'm a man of passion!"
  • "This is your last dance!"

anonymous asked:

Why do you think JK never made Snape care about Harry? I always expected thats where the story would go at one point but then it didnt at all... like at least a moment of effection or something

Several reasons, I think.

First, as I said in the other post, it was too late for Snape. He is the antihero, much more than Voldemort ever was, and he was set up to fail from the start. He would die with his unresolved issues deep in his soul - the guilt, the rage, the inability to trust and love another person (perhaps for fear of what that love would do to them, because look at what it had done to Lily). By the time Harry crashes into his life, Snape has find a modus vivendi - it’s dark and unpleasant and it keeps him in a lot of pain, but it’s all he knows, and we’re all afraid to let go of things that have kept us safe for years - even if those things are chains and cages. So, even at this moment when Snape would have the chance to start over and teach Lily’s child in the way he wishes he himself had been taught (the fact he was disagreeing with old textbooks at the age of sixteen shows quite clearly what he thought of the whole system) - well, that’s not something he considers. Consciously or subconsciously, he must have worried about what would happen if Harry refused him and mocked him, like James had done. What is colleagues would say if he suddenly changed his demeanour. What Harry himself would know about him - Snape doesn’t know how Harry grew up - what if Petunia had told him everything about ‘the Snape boy’, the weirdo who stalked her younger sister, the kid with the drunk father who was never quite clean and never quite tidy? I sort of believe that’s why Snape was so harsh on Harry during that first lesson - not only he saw James on his face and that hurt him deeply, but he was probably terrified Harry would know things about him - things only Lily could know, and what if she’d told Petunia, or if Harry had found her letters? So no, Snape never tried a different way, because the one he was walking - that was painful, but he already knew that pain he could bear. What if a new path brought him a pain he couldn’t bear?

(Which would have been the case, because if Snape had allowed himself to care about Harry, to love Harry, even, in this clumsy, childish, unfinished way that seems the only way he knows how to love people, how could he have let Harry die? He would have turned against Dumbledore, would have done anything to keep Harry safe like he’d done for Lily, and Dumbledore’s plans would have failed, and Voldemort would have won.)

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meaningfulandoriginalurl  asked:

I don't remember if I sent that ask or just thought I did so sorry if you already received that. I would like to hear your thoughts on William of Orange and Liselotte :)

-OK- Opinion times
this isn’t going to be as good as all of the build up I’m sorry

Spoilers below!!!

William of Orange-
So our new boy William of Orange. 
On a shallow note, everyone seems to find him very attractive (except me I’m like ?? ??? sorry can’t hear you over the Monchevy and Liselotte. 
But more importantly he comes across as a really great leader to me. I don’t mean that I like what he’s doing for his country casually killing the Republic, but what I am saying is that he comes across as intelligent, driven and very charismatic. Even though he feels quite young, I can definitely see him as someone that people would willingly follow regardless of his ambitions. I really love how he’s so similar to Louis simply on the other side of the battlefield and their scenes together were very charged. Here is a shipping challeng for you fic writers, I’m always a slut for shipping enemies with so much tension~.

Liselotte 
I know everyone has been waiting to hear what I think of her haha. 

First off. 
I love the character, and I will give you my analysis of her after this rant.

NOW FOR MY RANT.

I FUCKING HATE HOW THE MEDIA AND MANY FANS ARE PORTRAYING HER GOOOOOD. 
The media and like 80% of the fandom would have Palatine as the great ‘corrector’ turning Philippe straight and saving him from Chevalier and restoring order. OH MY GOD Do I HATE IT. Have they WATCHED the show?

Now my opinion on the ACTUAL SHOW Liselotte (please note, not historical Liselotte).

I LOVE HER.
She is so charming and blunt and definitely comes across as being from an entirely different background to all of the characters from Versailles and she is like a breath of fresh air and pretty much exactly what Philippe needs. She understands him, and she accepts him and loves him FOR WHO AND WHAT HE IS. She is actually cool with him being gay as long as he is willing to work with her and get her pregnant and relieve them both of that political duty. She reaches out to Chevalier when she sees him hurting and she tries to help. She holds his hand and offers him comfort and understanding when he needs it the most and Philippe is not giving him that. Not only does she try very hard with Chevalier to be kind and understanding, but she comforts Sophie when she’s suffering after being married off to Cassel and the horrid things he does to her. She’s just so kind and so sweet and understanding and she tries so hard. I reaaallly hope we get to see her being a mother in season 3 because she dreams of it Man I just *clenches fist* LOVE the almost sibling relationship that she and Chevalier seem to have going by the last episode and I really hope it stays that way. I just NEED them having a teasing, but affectionate relationship and they can both love and support Philippe and he adores them both, perhaps Palatine more platonically, but no less. I just …yeah. I like her. I was very worried, but they nailed it. 

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Hey there, so I really don’t mean to start a fight with you or anything, I just read one of your recent posts and wanted to address some of your remarks regarding the character of hook. The way his ark has been written is definitely interesting and certainly not without fault or complication. But the remarks that you made about his song in 6x20 are sort of hypocritical. I mean, the song is about revenge on a man who killed the woman he loved and mutilated him for amusement. I think anyone would hold hostile feelings toward someone who did such an awful thing to them. Rumple is the one who took revenge in the first place by brutally murdering his wife and cutting off the hand of the man who actually brought her happiness. None of the characters on this show are without fault. I just think that if you’re going to adore one of them, you should be aware of their faults as well.

Hey..  I’m glad you came in to my messages to talk with me. And I appreciate not starting a fight with me.

See I don’t find his arc interesting. I see it as whitewashing all the things he’s done and still does where as Regina and Rumple still pay for their mistakes. Belle calls out Rumple all the time.. Emma excuses and covers up Hook’s crimes. Even to the point that she hurt Henry to protect Hook.

 I feel like the show changed everyone characterizations to prop Hook and make him the center of the show when it was never originally supposed to be that way. 

He’s still acts terrible, and if you’ve read my posts I’m sure you know how I feel about the fact that there was no heroism or sacrifice when he died.. All it was , was him cleaning up the mess he made. As well as many other instances I could come up with.

I admit I can be hypocritical about things but I honestly most people are.. It’s very difficult to be 100% objective ..because we all have emotions and expereinces that sway how we see things.

But I do not see how I am hypocritical about Rumple and Hook.  If you’ve watched Rumple’s story since s1 you would see a man that was abused by his wife. He went to try and save her even though she mistreated him, told him she wished he was dead, etc etc.    If a man said or did the things Milah did to Rumple people would be all over them,  

So first Rumple.. He went to save his wife and was mocked and bullied by a man that was stronger than him. He couldn’t wield a sword and hold a cane. etc.  Hook was a monster to him. Especially implying that Milah would be gang raped.  

If you watched the episode the Crocodile you would see that Rumple did not kill Milah for revenge or amusement.  He didn’t react until he asked her how she could abandon Bae. He admitted and didn’t care that she left him because he could see why. When she acted like her son was  not important to her that’s when Rumple did that terrible act. And it was terrible..but it wasn’t for revenge and it wasn’t gleeful. Milah didn’t even bring Bae up, it was Rumple who did.   What he did was terrible and wrong. You wont get any argument from me on that.   But Rumple did not do that for his amusement. 

But let’s not forget Hook’s part in all this.  We know he’s murdered for pleasure. He admitted it himself that he was the villain in Rumple’s story.  Hook has murdered men just for drinking out of his glass. He’s said as much. He collected trophies from his kills.  He’s had no problem kicking a beggar to the ground and hurting him for pleasure.  He enjoyed tormenting a crippled Rumple and saying Milah was going to be raped. 

Now this is why I am not being hypocritical about the song.  Hook fancies himself a hero.  Well heroes don’t just take care of their loved ones, they also protect those that are in need.  A true hero doesn’t seek revenge, a hero doesn’t continue to torment a person that hasn’t done anything to them recently.. In fact it was Hook who is always the one antagonizing Rumple.  For no reason except that he’s selfish.  Real heroes let go their hostility and focus on good. 

Hook is no hero. That’s why the song bothers me. Everyone sees him as a hero yet heroes as defined in Disney movies, in the dictionary do not blackmail, and do the things Hook does. 

I agree that no one on this show is without faults. And that if you have a fav you need to acknowledge their failings.  Rumple has a ton of failings. I write meta after meta on what they are, how angry he makes me and why I think he does the things he does.  

Hook gets a pass for what he’s done as the Dark One.. But it hangs over Rumple. Yet he’s never once shown any interest in releasing all the darkness to destroy the light in the world as Hook did.

So the song bothers me because Hook saw Emma work with Rumple. Must know that he saved her a few episodes ago and was supposed to be a savior. Emma seemed agreeable towards Rumple. So why is Hook angry and revenge seeking again? 

I can understand the hostility from both Rumple and Hook. But Rumple doesn’t seek Hook out and also doesn’t pretend to be a hero. 

I do post my Hook rants as anti.. so I’m trying to be nice and think you really want to engage in a conversation.  But if it really bothers you then feel free to block me.. then you won’t need to read my pov. Because it won’t change.   I think Hook is a Gary Stu and is pointless.  

spiritedopal  asked:

Hey I think I've got a request :3 sfw. So it'd be an AU, I don't know what type. Bill and Dipper probably wouldn't know each other yet (or just never talked to each other) and at some point they find themselves alone in a room (*shrugs*) and Bill goes to Dipper like, "hey, have you seen the man of my life? He's in this room right now" (insert wink) and Dip would be like "but we're the only ones here" or something before actually understanding what he meant. Aaand the rest is up to you^^

Ok sorry it took so long. So it’s a collage AU I guess? anyway I hope you like it.

-Requests are still open-

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The party was loud and crazy with tons of people and Pyronica and Kryptos had successfully smuggled several crates of various kinds of beer in despite the college’s no alcohol rule. In other words, this was Bill’s kind of party. 

He walked around saying hey to people. Suddenly he bumped into someone. It was a girl with completely rainbow hair and a rhinestone encrusted cut off shirt that claimed unicorns were jerks. She looked more like she should be at a rave not a collage party.

“Sorry girl, didn’t see ya.”
She looked at him.
“It’s cool. You’re Bill right?”
“I guess all pretty girls have heard of me then.”

Bill winked at her for the sole purpose of being flirty. He wasn’t really interested in this glittery human rainbow. The girl giggled and punched him in the arm. The intent had been playful but she hit hard and Bill knew there would be a bruise in that spot later.

“You flirt. Sorry, I’m taken but if you want to hit on someone my brother is hiding in one of the back rooms and he’s single. You’re cute and he’s gay as fuck so you might have a chance.”

She winked at Bill.
“Good luck.”

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anonymous asked:

1. hi, I'm wondering something... I'm a lesbian & am relatively happy being one (tho of course we all have our moments when it's difficult in one way or another) but sometimes I find myself feeling sort of...envious of gay men & like I almost wish I were a gay man. I don't at all mean to downplay the homophobia they face because they definitely do face a lot of homophobia. I guess I just feel jealous of how they're allowed to have a community, how they're allowed to have gay male events & don't

2. face anywhere near the amount of pressure to be ~inclusive~ of anyone & everyone under the sun, etc. Idk, in a lot of ways I feel like lesbians are very much under attack from all sides: from straight people obviously but also from w/in the so-called LGBT community or from fellow “progressives”/leftists or even from fellow radfems. Gay men are definitely under attack from straight people & are sometimes under attack within the LGBT community now that the hip discourse is to posit all gay/les

3. people as evil monosexual oppressors, but in other ways it seems like they’re still allowed to have spaces, events, communities, groups of their own. I also struggle sometimes with being envious because it seems like more people believe that male homosexuality is real. It seems like so many people don’t even believe in female homosexuality (& once again this disbelief comes not only from straight people but also from people who are supposedly your allies, like people within the LGBT community

4. or within your own political ideology). Again I really really don’t want to downplay what gay men face. I’m not one of those people who tries to act like they’re so privileged & that homophobia is over for them. But I can’t help but be a little envious in a few specific ways…& then sometimes this translates to me wishing I were a gay man. I like being gay tbh but it’s extremely isolating to be a lesbian right now, I think. It’s isolating to be a gay man too, but being women on top of being

5. gay gives us another layer. Wow, I guess this really is just a massive ramble that I’m subjecting you to, lol. Sorry!!! I don’t really have much of a question beyond just…wanting to hear your thoughts & wondering if I’m making any sense or wondering if anyone else can relate? Thank you for your time & I absolutely adore your blog :]

Yes, I think a lot of lesbians would relate to feeling envious of gay men and the exclusionary spaces and events they are still allowed to have. To me it doesn’t translate to wishing we were gay men but rather wishing we had male privilege helping with some aspects of homophobia rather than female oppression exacerbating it. Being born and socialised male means you start off firmly believing in your right to bodily autonomy and you can afford to be so much more confident and assertive about your (sexual or not) boundaries.
I always think back on Owen Jones’s comments on twitter - he was promoting the cotton ceiling and tweeting that trans women are women and lesbians who disagree are terfs, and when lesbians asked him if by his own logic he would want to perform cunnilingus on a trans man, he was astonished and couldn’t believe someone would ask him such a homophobic question. There are both gay and lesbian celebrities or academics who have to toe the line and parrot trans/queer nonsense so as not to get witchhunted, but even then it clearly doesn’t affect gay men in the same way as us, since the ones who support this shit apparently don’t internalise it or feel personally threatened by it at all.

And why should they? Gay men aren’t targeted by this. Even the trans/queers who talk a big game about how much they hate ~cisgays end up being much more respectful towards gay men, in practice, than towards lesbians. I mentioned here the way Dana Beyer (a trans male with a personal vendetta against Michfest & Lisa Vogel) talked about a gay male activist who also believed in separatism and said transwomen were gay men who can’t accept their homosexuality:

As is often the case, my in-person experience of the man was nothing like the caricature that had been built up in my mind over the years by rumor and innuendo. I wasn’t interested in refighting old battles or determining the truth of what was said or wasn’t said. … We listened to each other and I came away with an understanding of his concerns as a feminine gay man. … Where we differ is on the spectrum of gender expression. We agreed on the need for mutual respect from both sides.

Have you ever seen a queer/trans activist talk about a lesbian “terf” this way? Saying she was nothing like the caricature built up in their mind and they listened to her and came away with an understanding of & need to respect her concerns as a lesbian woman?

We were talking with @oceanlesbian the other day about the starkly different atttudes ‘gay trans men’ have towards gay men vs. ‘trans lesbians’ towards lesbians - even beyond the cotton ceiling and women’s lack of entitlement to sex from men. Both groups are homophobic heteros with a gay fetish, but this fetish has a much less destructive impact on the gay male community than on the lesbian community because ‘gay trans men’ tend to worship gay men while ‘trans lesbians’ hate lesbians’ guts. ‘Gay trans men’ idolise gay male celebrities or historical figures while ‘trans lesbians’ tear down lesbian celebrities as transphobic bigots and erase lesbian historical figures by transing them. ‘Gay trans men’ really never display the same rage and profound contempt towards gay men, that ‘trans lesbians’ have towards lesbians.
I suppose most of this just comes down to male vs female socialisation - when women want something and can’t have it, they tend to idealise it from afar and put it on a pedestal. When men want something and can’t have it, they tend to destroy it.

And as you say barely anyone even believes in female homosexuality to begin with, and that includes bi women, het radfems, gay men, trans people and every other group in the ~queer community. Male homosexuality is usually believed to exist in a rigid and easy-to-define way while the definition of lesbian is constantly, constantly under attack in so many different ways from every single faction of nonlesbians (look at this shit…) It’s exhausting. It makes me feel tired just reading those posts with “lesbians (females exclusively attracted to other females)” - the fact that we have to draw these boundaries around our label all over again, every single time we use it… it feels like furiously clinging with our nails to a thing that everyone else is trying to tear away from us (except when they use it to refer to a porn category, in which case it’s all ours).
Gay men don’t waste this huge amount of energy and time explaining and defending the most basic definition of their sexuality, and I’m envious of that, because a big part of the depressing loneliness lesbians feel comes from a) not being able to find each other because other people have decided that the word lesbian must include everyone and can mean anything and b) not being able to have our own spaces if we do find each other because that would be exclusionary and therefore evil. Gay men do have it easier on both counts. 

I get not knowing how to phrase this sentiment correctly, because the mot d'ordre in the queer community right now is that gay men are everyone’s privileged overlords and they don’t have anything to whine about anymore now that AIDS is over (sic), which is obviously bullshit - but lesbians who talk about feeling envious of the advantages gay men have compared to us aren’t at all coming from the same place. Homophobic queers are denying the severity (or the reality…) of homophobic oppression, while we’re saying it exists and it’s awful and we wish we had male privilege to compensate some parts of it. Gay men at least aren’t dealing with their homosexuality in a world in which the default for their sex is not being allowed to exist outside of the domination and sexual control of the opposite sex. It’s easier for them to create and gatekeep their own exclusionary spaces because they aren’t struggling under the additional weight of millennia of systematic destruction and demonisation of male-only spaces. 

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Six fucking months, Harry! And you couldn’t even be arsed to pick up the damn phone!”

Eggsy’s hands are gripped so tightly around the glass, Harry worries it may break. He thinks to tell him to let go but he knows where that will lead, the furrowed line across Eggsy’s brow marking his anger betraying any composure he may have possessed.

He’s tired, he’s downright exhausted having travelled two days to get back to London and home, and he just wants Eggsy to understand why. He wants to explain and he wants to apologize and he wants to go back to that day and say nothing at all, so he doesn’t have to be here, faced with Eggsy’s outrage. He didn’t realize how unbearable it would be. Hoped Eggsy would see reason far sooner.

“You’re failing to see the point, why I had to keep my survival a secret.”

“What, you thought I’d grass you up? Go blabbing my mouth about it? Good to know you think so highly of me.” Eggsy knows his words are cruel; Harry can see the gleam in his eye at the pause that seems to howl with its emptiness.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I love your prompts so much, you have an amazing gift! My request is angsty, so feel free to deny it. An exlover comes to the rfa party after learning of MC's relationship with Jumin, shoots his gun at Jumin, but MC jumps in front of him and takes the bullet instead? Forgive me for my English, and please deny if you don't want to write this. If you do however, thank you very much.

Thank you so much, this is so sweet omg! 

Also, this is like shark week but with angst but we only having happy endings in this household

Anyhow, I hope you enjoy and have a terrific day!

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Music drowned the ballroom, a bouncy, uplifting beat drenching your ears as you trailed about. 

Your husband walked beside you, a tender arm weaved about your waist protectively. 

The party was just as extravagant and as successful as before, voices full of thanks and compliments fluttering by as you went on.

“I think you did a wonderful job darling,” He hummed in your ear, pressing a fond kiss to your temple. “You worked very hard.” 

“Thank you!” You beamed. “I’m glad you think so.” 

“Although I do sincerely hope that this means you won’t be staying up until early morning trying to reply to emails.” 

“I was a bit all over the place…wasn’t I?” 

“You were doing your best. But I must admit that I do miss having you fall asleep in my arms.” 

“I miss it too.” You snickered. “So we’ll just have to do something about that won’t we…” 

Your voice drawled as you noticed an odd figure trudging amongst the crowd, muted gray eyes glued onto you. 

“Love?” Jumin drew back your focus, furrowing his brow with slight concern. “Is something wrong?” 

You blinked rapidly in an awkward manner, finding the odd gaze to have disappeared in the swamp of people. “No, it’s fine. Just thought I saw something.” 

“I think perhaps the stress is getting to you.” He murmured. “Maybe a dance will help?” 

He knew you barely knew how to dance.

It was obvious by the small grin tugging at his lips. 

“And what kind of dancing?” 

“Hopefully the sort where I’m able to sweep you off your feet.”

“You did that a long time ago you know.” You let him lead you to the dancefloor, his arm pulling you closer to him as the crowd grew thicker. 

“And I can’t help but still be in awe at that.” A soft glaze shimmered in his eyes as he glanced towards you. 

It was an odd thing.

He would look at you as though you sprinkled the sky with stars, or lit up the sun in the morning.

As though you were everything. 

He held you gently, leading you carefully as the two of you danced.

He’d mutter each step quietly under his breath to you, giving your hand encouraging squeezes as you progressively improved.

Whenever other people would come to take either you or him as a partner he’d simply tighten his grip upon you, shooting daggers at them.

Nothing seemed wrong.

Perfect even.

Yet you couldn’t help but notice the same eyes following you as it almost circled you. 

It was getting closer.

It was unsettling.

The anger and malice dripping from the gaze left you chilled to the bone. 

Yet it had to simply just be some sort of trick in your head right?

You nearly shoved the thought out of your mind until you saw a finger tap Jumin’s shoulder.

You lifted your gaze and froze.

The very same eyes were in front of you.

Belonging to your ex.

Jumin knew of him from stories you’d tell, but you’d done your best to remove all physical reminders of him. 

Yet you’d never truly forget his face. 

His murky blonde hair was slicked back, his sharp, angular features emphasized more and more. 

“May I steal her away for a moment?” 

His voice was so honeyed. 

It would always lighten whenever he’d speak to you, controlling all of your emotions and motivations until you nearly never saw him in a negative light.

It was always your fault.

And he had been flawless.

Your husband caught the disdainful look in your expression and leaned you closer against him. 

“No, I’m afraid not.” 

“And how come?”

Your heart beat hurriedly like a drum as his voice continuously flooded into your ears. 

He needed to leave.

He couldn’t be here.  

“Is no not a sufficient answer?”” 

“Well, it’s certainly not the answer I’ll be taking.” He remarked, folding his lips. “After all, you’ve stolen the love of my life.” 

The atmosphere shifted.

Jumin was silent, ushering you behind him as his voice lowered. “I beg your pardon?” 

“Did I stutter?” The man raised his brows, arrogance oozing from him. “I’m sure she hasn’t forgotten about me. I’m known to be a memorable person.” 

“It’s funny how I don’t even know your name then.” 

“It doesn’t matter if you do. But I’d be a bit heartbroken if she didn’t.” 

You hid your face from him, tears brimming in your eyes. 

“I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Jumin growled, a low rumble emanating from his throat. “I don’t think you’re wanted.” 

“Oh, I’ll leave, as soon as you let her go.” He said. “You’ve been a very good interim while I was gone, but I’m afraid we’ve recovered from our ‘break’.” 

His words left a cold emptiness inside of you.

“It’s time to come home.” 

“You are not going anywhere with my wife.” Aggression poured in Jumin’s tone, his hands clenching into fists. “But you and your delusions will be walking out of that door right now.” 

“Are you not even going to let her decide? I’m sure she’s missed me for ages.” 

Your breath hitched, shifting closer to your husband, burying your head between his shoulder blades. 

You didn’t even have to speak for him to understand.

“If she missed you, she wouldn’t have married me.” He snapped. “I thought even that much should be obvious to you.” 

“Oh right, right…” He slipped his hand into his pocket, tentatively fiddling with something. 

He was debating. 

“And someone as powerful as you couldn’t possibly have forced her into it I’m sure.” He sneered, sarcasm clear in his tone. “I’m sure she just absolutely adores the cold, spoiled, and disgusting businessman.” 

That struck something with you.

It was no longer fear or sadness.

It was anger.

It erupted like a firework, your head lifting in his direction.

“Get out.” 

He stared at you in surprise. “W-What?” 

“Get out. Now.” 

“Well, now I’m sure something is seriously wrong.” The man retorted, his voice raising. “Because I know you would never say something like that to me!” 

That’s when he revealed what he was hiding. 

A pistol. 

He held it, finger hovering over the trigger as his sight darted between to two of you. “So what did he say to make you have the audacity to say that to me?” 

You were stunned.

“Stay behind me, do not move. No matter what.” Jumin whispered to you, fear flashing upon him for a moment. 

But you couldn’t do that. 

“No-you know what? It’s fine! I’ll just get rid of him and we’ll go!” He gasped, his voice falling apart by the second. “Just the two of us.”

And as he raised the pistol, his finger pressing backward against the trigger, you rushed forward. 

You pushed Jumin away, a sudden pain coursing through your body like a bolt of electricity. 

The bullet rang like a shock wave, smashing into your shoulder. 

And for a moment the world stopped. 

You stumbled awkwardly, nearly falling had it not been for your husband catching you, entangling you frantically in his arms. 

The man gave a horrified expression, his jaw dropping before rushing off in a troubled dash.

“MC, why did you do that?” He almost whimpered, staring with terror as blood soaked your clothing. 

“I had to make sure you’d be okay…” You gasped, grinning gently as he tipped his forehead against your own. 

“Well let me make sure you’ll be okay now darling.” He was barely able to maintain a sense of calm, his words stuttering and breaking with the terrified tears dribbling down his cheeks. “But you need to promise me that you’ll stay awake. Stay with me. Please.” 

You nodded, reaching up to wipe the tears away. 

“Don’t worry. I’m going to stay right here with you.” 

And despite all that occurred you still managed to make him smile.

Because he knew your words were absolutely true.

Heavenly Commentary: Deathly Hallows Pt1
  • Sirius: I can't believe he broke the mirror.
  • James: Didn't really need it, did he?
  • Sirius: Still. I liked that mirror.
  • ***
  • Lily: That's a nice little tribute.
  • Albus: Yes. Elphias always was a generous man. Although Rita Skeeters is far more thrilling.
  • James: Harry thinks otherwise.
  • Albus: He will learn the truth. That no one is without regret. Rita Skeeter was surprisingly quick.
  • Cedric: Even dead we can't get rid of her.
  • ***
  • James: I never thought I'd see Harry trying so hard to save these people. After everything they’ve done to him.
  • Lily: Our son is better than us both.
  • ***
  • James: That was downright emotional for Dudley.
  • Albus: I imagine that he is beginning to see through the veil of his youth. One’s parents are not always correct.
  • ***
  • James: The guard is all here.
  • Lily: Obviously. Oh yeah. How was Moony’s wedding?
  • Sirius: Simple. You know him. Not an extravagant bone in his body.
  • James: I'm betting Tonks got an extravagant bon-OW!
  • Lily: Shut up!
  • ***
  • Cedric: Seven Harry Potters fly out of a house. What does Voldemort do?
  • Albus: He will assume they will give the real Harry to Alastor. As he is the strongest wizard present. He is unable to understand that strength is not the factor here.
  • Sirius: I don't understand. Who is taking Harry?
  • Albus: Hagrid of course. There is no one there who loves Harry quite like Hagrid.
  • ***
  • James: Even dead you're right.
  • Albus: It appears not all habits die hard.
  • ***
  • Lily: I have a bad feeling. Nothing is ever this easy.
  • James: Oh shit. No!
  • Hedwig: Hoot hoot.
  • Cedric: Trust me. I know.
  • ***
  • James: I thought he was going to die.
  • Lily: How did Harry do that? He didn't look in any shape to defend himself.
  • Albus: I have my theories. But imagine the suspense if I choose not to share them.
  • Sirius: I never said this when we were alive but, you're a dick.
  • Alastor: I said that constantly.
  • Albus: Old friend! It's terrible to see you here. Welcome to the party.
  • Alastor: Where are we?
  • Albus: The next great adventure. Your appearance is rather disconcerting with two normal eyes.
  • ***
  • Lily: Poor George.
  • James: Everyone is going crazy. They've been betrayed.
  • Sirius: And of course Snape cursed his ear off. Part of the plan Albus?
  • Albus: Let's find out.
  • ***
  • Alastor: Grieve later fools. Fight the war now.
  • Cedric: Constant vigilance?
  • Alastor: Exactly.
  • ***
  • James: Remus says Harry is like me and yet he makes it sound like an insult.
  • Lily: Because it was. Something is broken inside of him.
  • ***
  • Sirius: They've done all this?
  • James: They're children going to war. What do you expect?
  • ***
  • Lily: That had the feeling of a kiss goodbye.
  • Alastor: Smart girl.
  • ***
  • James: Happy birthday harry.
  • Lily: He's all grown up now.
  • James: But he's still our boy.
  • ***
  • Sirius: You left them stuff?
  • Albus: But of course. A few trinkets I hope will be of use. Oh Rufus. If only you put this energy into helping me.
  • ***
  • James: The Snitch he swallowed. Damn it but that's genius.
  • Albus: Thank you.
  • Lily: “I open at the close”?
  • Albus: I have always appreciated a healthy use of theatricality.
  • ***
  • Lily: Of course Luna would recognise him. I really do adore that girl.
  • ***
  • James: Do you remember our wedding?
  • Lily: I'll never forget it.
  • James: I wish we could have had something like this. Not the rushed one we had.
  • Lily: It was perfect and I'll never think otherwise.
  • ***
  • Albus: Ah fate. It is always nice to know when one is on the right path.
  • Sirius: ...ok?
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh...Albus is this tr-
  • Alastor: Enough.
  • Cedric: But Prof-
  • Alastor: Enough! There are bigger problems right now.
  • James: The Ministry has fallen.
  • Cedric: Then it's over.
  • Albus: No Mr Diggory. Now it begins.
  • ***
  • Alastor: Excellent Miss Granger. She's prepared.
  • ***
  • Cedric: Why are they being so nice?
  • Sirius: It’s not actually mercy if they can't actually kill them.
  • ***
  • Albus: Charming, Alastor. But those would not stop Severus. Given his innocence they wouldn't need to.
  • Alastor: What?
  • Cedric: I'll fill you in.
  • Hedwig: Hoot.
  • ***
  • James: Oh man, do you remember that picture?
  • Sirius: Last day of our first year. We were children.
  • James: But not for very long
  • ***
  • Lily: I remember that letter. What happened to the rest of it?
  • James: Probably Snape. Greasy bastard.
  • Albus: ...
  • Sirius: Just because he's on a secret mission to save the world doesn't mean he can't be a bastard.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Regulus, oh God. You did...why didn't you tell me?
  • James: Like Hermione said. He was trying to protect you
  • Albus: Did you find your younger brother Mr Black?
  • Sirius: No.
  • Albus: Wherever he is, I honour him. I would never have been able to drink that potion alone.
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh Remus...no.
  • James: Why would he...
  • Lily: Har- oh no.
  • Sirius: Moony...
  • James: You did good Harry. You did the right thing.
  • ***
  • James: No. No!
  • Lily: NO! FUCK THAT BITCH! NOT AGAIN!
  • James: FINISH HER! END HER LIFE!
  • ***
  • Alastor: Fools! Do they think these kids are going to school?
  • Sirius: They don't think. Wow, Kreacher looks...happy.
  • Cedric: I guess that's what happens when you're treated with common decency.
  • ***
  • Lily: Do you think they're ready?
  • Alastor: As ready as they'll ever be.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Don't ask a teenage boy what he was doing in the bathroom, Hermione. You may not like the answer.
  • Lily: I swear I will hit you.
  • ***
  • Albus: Let the games begin.
  • ***
  • Lily: Those are muggle bodies. I think I'm going to be sick.
  • ***
  • James: That's why he was so eager to get to work. His wife is on trial.
  • Lily: It’s not a trial. It's a sentencing.
  • ***
  • Lily: Holy shit. It's her!
  • Cedric: Why can't they just take the locket and run?
  • James: Because they don't know if she still has it. And stealth is still needed.
  • Albus: Also because that man is the Minister himself.
  • ***
  • Alastor: I think I preferred it when Crouch Jnr had it.
  • ***
  • Cedric: Mr Weasley is terrifying.
  • James: I think Harry agrees.
  • ***
  • Lily: Well so much for stealth!
  • James: Don't look at me like that! He's your son too!
  • Sirius: They might actually make it out.
  • Lily: Crap! Yaxley has them! He's seen Grimmauld Place!
  • Cedric: So where are we now?
  • ***
  • Lily: Ron must be really afraid if he's stopped saying “Voldemort”.
  • Albus: Perhaps not the most foolish of precautions.
  • ***
  • Alastor: You know why he's after Gregorovitch, don't you Albus.
  • Albus: I do. I'm curious to see if it will work.
  • ***
  • Alastor: Not a Christian but I appreciate the effort Potter.
  • ***
  • James: Ron isn't holding up too well.
  • Alastor: Some people aren't cut out for field work.
  • ***
  • Lily: The sword...?
  • Albus: Indeed.
  • James: So where is it?
  • Albus: Therein lies the question.
  • ***
  • Lily: He left...
  • James: I can't believe it. He's gone...
  • ***
  • Cedric: That's it then. He can't find them. He's really gone.
  • Albus: Perhaps.
  • ***
  • James: He doesn't care about the sword. He wants to go home.
  • Lily: Back to where it all started.
  • ***
  • James: Welcome home Lily.
  • Lily: I never thought th- they built us a statue?
  • James: Damn right they did.
  • Sirius: Where’s my statue? Bastards.
  • James: Why would they build you one idiot? You helped kill us. Remember?
  • ***
  • Cedric: I thought Dumbledore would be here to see his family’s graves. But I'm guessing he's actually with them now so never mind.
  • ***
  • Lily: He's crying...
  • James: So are we...
  • ***
  • James: Do you think they would've gone to all this trouble if Voldemort hadn’t been defeated?
  • Lily: Of course not. We'd have been just three more victims.
  • ***
  • James: Something isn't right. Bathilda was the sharpest woman I've ever met.
  • Lily: And now she looks...dead.
  • Albus: That would be because she is indeed deceased.
  • Sirius: How could you know that?
  • Albus: I just came from visiting her.
  • Cedric: Then who is that?
  • Alastor: What, not who. And that is Bait.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Holy fucking shit!
  • James: Run Harry!
  • Lily: Hermione! That was close. What's wrong with him?
  • Albus: I believe he is trapped inside the memories of Voldemort. The memories associated with the last time he stood there.
  • Lily: Oh...
  • ***
  • James: Grindelwald?!?
  • ***
  • Lily: Do you have anything to say?
  • Albus: Keep watching.
  • ***
  • James: Is that a...
  • Lily: Snape. That's his patronus.
  • Cedric: How do you know?
  • Lily: Because that's mine.
  • ***
  • Lily: Take the Horcrux off. Take the Horcrux off. Take the Horcrux off.
  • James: Dammit Harry.
  • Cedric: This can't end well.
  • ***
  • Cedric: I take that back!
  • Sirius: About damn time Ron!
  • ***
  • Lily: Family.
  • ***
  • James: This is genuinely hilarious.
  • Cedric: Hermione is a badass.
  • Lily: So cute. They're all back together.
  • ***
  • Albus: Ah boys. I wish I was there to help. But alas I am not.
  • ***
  • Alastor: More breadcrumbs Albus? If you trust Severus so much why didn't you just give him a letter to send to them?
  • Albus: Old friend, in this matter, the journey is far more important than the goal itself.
  • ***
  • James: The Deathly Hallows?
  • Lily: What are they?
  • Sirius: A children's story.
  • Albus: I think you'll find, Mr Black, that most children's stories are based on truth.
  • ***
  • Alastor: They should never have come here!
  • Cedric: They took his daughter! He had no choice.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Albus...are the Hallows real?
  • Albus: They are.
  • Sirius: How do you know? How can you be sure?
  • Albus: Because I've held them all.
  • ***
  • Lily: I really hope you haven't just split them apart again.
  • Albus: They are behaving as I expected them to.
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh it’s good to hear them again.
  • Sirius: Keep the faith.
  • James: NO! Ah Harry don't use the name.
  • ***
  • Alastor: Stay calm. Stick to your story.
  • Cedric: Too late. They've been found out.
  • James: They're taking him to Voldemort.
  • Lily: I think Harry is with him already.
  • ***
  • Albus: Poor Draco. I tried to help him.
  • Sirius: No you did the bare minimum. If you really tried to help him then we wouldn't be watching this.
  • Albus: I do believe you're right. But necessity demanded.
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh God. They're going to torture her.
  • ***
  • James: The mirror?
  • Sirius: What use is that going to be?
  • ***
  • Sirius: Pettigrew! You treacherous bastard!
  • James: Wait! What? No!
  • Lily: ...he's dead. What just happened.
  • Albus: Love. Mercy. Forgiveness. Things such as these can forge terribly great magic. Harry spared Pettigrews life and created a debt. Peter's hand, a construct of pure magic, just repaid it.
  • ***
  • Sirius: He's not here.
  • James: I don't think he wanted to meet the two people he betrayed and the one he blackmailed.
  • Sirius: He's gotten smarter. But I think I'll hunt him down.
  • ***
  • Albus: Oh my...
  • Lily: He's coming! You have to go!
  • James: Woah that was close! DOBBY! Excellent timing!
  • Cedric: Shell Cottage. Nice na- oh no. Don't...
  • Dobby: Master Dumbledore sir. What has happened?
  • James: Dobby. We are Harry Potters parents. We've been watching you help our son for five years. You've been so noble. So brave.
  • Lily: We want you to know, we love you so much Dobby. And you will always be with friends here.
  • Dobby: Kind Miss has Harry Potters eyes.
  • ***
  • Dobby: Such kind words from Sirs and Misses. And Harry Potter is sad.
  • Lily: Of course he is sad. He loved you more than we do. He is your friend.
  • ***
  • James: I don't understand what's going on.
  • Lily: Me neither.
  • Alastor: Then why don't you both shut up and listen to your son explain it all?
  • ***
  • Albus: Harry. You amazing young man. I'm proud of you my boy.
  • James: You had the Elder Wand? You took it from Grindelwald?
  • Albus: I did.
  • Lily: And why not give it to Harry?
  • Albus: You must pay closer attention Mrs Potter.
  • ***
  • Cedric: So we're planning again. But this time to break into Gringotts.
  • James: Should be fun. Did Godric really steal the sword?
  • Albus: It’s quite possible. No human account would ever admit to it. And who's to say the goblin history isn't biased either.
  • Lily: You were a teacher right?
  • ***
  • James: You're back. Moony has a son.
  • Sirius: Well I’ll be dammed. Good for you mate.
  • Lily: He looks so happy.
  • ***
  • Alastor: Weasley. As subtle as ever.
  • Cedric: Hermione is the only one who appreciates subtlety. The other two prefer a wand to the face.
  • ***
  • Albus: Once more unto the breach
  • ***
  • James: I recognise his voice.
  • Lily: Travers is the one who almost killed me. And then you dropped your wand and beat him half to death.
  • Sirius: Potter, your laziness is biting your son in the arse. “Half to death” finish the job!
  • ***
  • Lily: He just used the Imperius Curse...
  • James: It was necessary.
  • Alastor: Be grateful he's managed to avoid killing anyone. What was your bodycount?
  • Lily: More than zero.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Dammit! This is the ministry all over again.
  • James: Onwards. Get the Horcrux.
  • ***
  • Lily: They’ve got i- GODDAMMIT GRIPHOOK!
  • Alastor: They should have never trusted the goblin!
  • James: They had no choice! Time to go son!
  • Lily: WHY DOES HE ALWAYS INSIST ON FLYING!
  • JAMES: WHY ARE YOU HITTING ME??
  • Lily: BECAUSE IT'S YOUR FAULT!
  • ***
  • Cedric: They did it. They got the cup.
  • Sirius: Lost the sword.
  • Albus: They did well. But now Tom Riddle will know what they are hunting.
  • James: He already knows. Now what?
  • Lily: To Hogwarts.
  • Dobby: Once again Harry Potter frees a poor and hurt creature. He is truly great.
  • Albus: You are correct Dobby. He really is.
  • ***
  • James: They're in trouble!
  • Sirius: They need to-
  • Albus: Brother.
  • ***
  • Lily: Your brother isn't being helpful.
  • Albus: He's worrying more about their safety than their success. He's a better man than I ever was.
  • ***
  • James: Oh...
  • Lily: Albus...oh Albus I'm so sorry.
  • Albus: I should introduce you to my family. They would like you. But that may have to wait. I believe we are about to go home.
  • ***
  • Alastor: The war came to Hogwarts.
  • Albus: And here it will end. Never tickle a sleeping dragon.
  • ***
  • James: Use them Harry. You need the help
  • ***
  • Sirius: Why would you step out from the cloak?
  • James: He can handle Alecto.
  • Lily: So can Luna.
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh good. He's used Cruciatus.
  • James: Let's just hope he doesn't need to use the last one.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Oh great. This dick.
  • James: Oh man! Look at Minnie go! Kick his ass!
  • Lily: They're on the same side!
  • Sirius: So?
  • ***
  • Sirius: I wish I was there. One last battle.
  • James: Me too Padfoot.
  • Sirius: Although...maybe not at this very moment.
  • Lily: This is so awkward. Jeez Fleur, really?
  • ***
  • Lily: Aww they made up.
  • Alastor: Just in time to die.
  • James: Death did not make you any cheerier did it?
  • ***
  • Cedric: See I’m impressed by the visual. But the fact that it’s always Slytherin versus the other three, seems to highlight a major problem in this school.
  • Albus: I agree Mr Diggory. A simple idea that has such permanent consequences.
  • ***
  • James: In the middle of a battle and he forgets what he's doing.
  • Lily: Has your attention span.
  • James: Why is it that every bad thing comes from me?
  • ***
  • Albus: The Grey Lady. Harry you marvelous young man.
  • Dobby: Ghost Miss Ravenclaw has always been kind to me.
  • Albus: Ah of course! Before he met with me. In case I escorted him out.
  • James: But where did he hide it?
  • Albus: I do not know. But I believe Harry does.
  • ***
  • Lily: Even now he is loyal to you.
  • ***
  • Cedric: Chamber of Secrets? Hell of a romantic date Ron.
  • Albus: Aaahh of course. These children are magnificent.
  • ***
  • Lily: It’s about damn time!
  • James: They're really going at it.
  • Alastor: Timing. Idiots.
  • ***
  • James: Sirius is following Tonks. Cedric and Alastor have gone to see other people.
  • Lily: I guess it's just us then.
  • Albus: Fitting in a way.
  • Dobby: Yes sir.
  • Hedwig: Hoot.
  • ***
  • Lily: These three again?
  • James: When are old school enemies not welcome?
  • ***
  • James: He just tried to kill Hermione...
  • Lily: Were we like this?
  • James: Probably.
  • ***
  • James: Fucking fiendfyre! You crazy bastard!
  • ***
  • Lily: We would never have tried to save them.
  • James: Speak for yourself. I saved Snape remember.
  • Lily: Oh shut up. They destroyed another Horcrux
  • ***
  • James: Oh no...
  • Lily: Hello Fred.
  • Fred: Blimey. You're the Potters! Professor Dumbledore! Oh hell!
  • James: Yes Fred you are dead. But if it makes you feel better, you can call me Prongs.
  • Fred: But my pare- YOU'RE JOKING!
  • Sirius: No he's not. I'm Padfoot. And this is Moony, who literally can’t duel to save his life.
  • Remus: I’d say it's good to see you Fred bu...James? Lily?
  • James: It’s good to see you old friend.
  • ***
  • Remus: It’s been years.
  • Lily: For you. Where’s Tonks?
  • Remus: Dolohov killed her after he did me. When Padfoot collected us she went to see Teddy.
  • ***
  • James: Let's go end this.
  • ***
  • Fred: This is chaos.
  • Alastor: This is war!
  • Fred: Mad Eye! You’re al- oh yeah I'm dead.
  • Sirius: You get used to it.
  • ***
  • Sirius: Dammit Hagrid!
  • Remus: Wonderful. Giants.
  • ***
  • James: Focus Harry. You can do this.
  • Lily: Luna! Bless your soul.
  • ***
  • Remus: I'm not sure how I feel about Voldemort using this place.
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh God. Snape, run!
  • James: Too late.
  • Remus: What is he doing?
  • Albus: That's a memory.
  • Severus: Albus? Where are w- Lily??
  • Sirius: You sonofa-
  • James: Motherf-
  • Lily: QUIET! No one says a word until we see that memory.
  • Albus: If I may-
  • Lily: Not a word! You have both played with my sons life as if he were a piece in a game! No one has the right to talk until we see that memory!
  • ***
  • Lily: You bullied my son. And his friends. You went out of your way to torture and torment them. But you also risked your life for my son, every day for the last three years.I do not forgive you, but you can stay. For now.
  • Sirius: Wait what?
  • James: You heard her. But I swear, you pine after my wife even once and I'll punch you in the face.
  • Severus: I won't be here long. I want to see how it ends. After that, I will leave.
  • ***
  • Severus: It’s good to see you Lily.
  • Fred: He says after we just watched a montage based on sixteen years of his love for her.
  • Remus: Fred, shut up.
  • ***
  • Cedric: I thought you'd be more disturbed about Harry having to die.
  • Lily: I...
  • James: Don't think for a second that we aren’t being destroyed inside. But there is no choice. Our son has t-...
  • Lily: To defeat Voldemort, our son has to die. And we'll be here to greet him.
  • ***
  • James: He told Neville. About the snake.
  • Lily: Oh. It's Ginny.
  • ***
  • Sirius: The Snitch?
  • Albus: Excellent Harry. I imagine you four should get ready.
  • James: Ready for what?
  • ***
  • Cedric: The Stone! Harry was right!
  • Fred: What the hell is that thing?
  • Albus: Old and powerful magic.
  • ***
  • Lily: He dropped it!
  • James: Harry NO!
  • Lily: Wh-what just happened? Why did Voldemort fall?
  • Albus: EXCELLENT! HAHAHA! IT WORKED!
  • Severus: What did you do this time you mad old man?
  • Albus: My greatest work! My masterpiece! Engineered from beyond the grave!
  • Lily: Stop patting yourself on the back Dumbledore and tell me what happened to my son!!
  • Albus: Lily! James! Harry is alive! Now, let’s see if this works.
  • James: What? What are you muttering? What-WHERE DID HE GO?
  • ***(Due to Tumblr limits, the rest is under part 2)