i hate that this scene was when they were rolling the credits

The Moon and the Stars

Anonymous said: Can I request Taehyung being your roommate and you’re not aware of his feelings until he comes home drunk 😊😊

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Summary: You and Tae are roommates and it’s great. You two get along well and hang out from time to time. One night he comes home from a night of partying, completely wasted, and tells you he’s in love with you. However, given his reputation, that’s not exactly a good thing…

Genre: College/Roommate!auFluff, Angst(ish?)

Word Count: 5,000 (exactly!)

Content: Adorably drunk Tae, some mushy fluff, a little bit of angst, some swearing

A/N: This was supposed to be a drabble but ended up being 5k oops. Partially inspired by Weight Lifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo.

Sneak Peak:

Taehyung took your hand and started walking. At that moment you noticed that the clouds had drifted off, revealing the billions of stars that were hidden behind them.

You looked up at the clear night sky. “Look, Tae.” You said, pulling on his sleeve. You used your free hand to point up at moon, which was bright, and full. “Isn’t she beautiful?”

He didn’t let his eyes follow your finger toward the stars. Instead they remained fixed on you when he replied, “She is.”

Originally posted by aestheticvbts


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The Scientist - BuckyxReader- One Shot

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

A/N - Angst isn’t my strong subject but after listening to Corinne Bailey Rae’s version of The Scientist, it’s made me want to write this so bad.

Bucky x Reader - Bucky takes you for granted.

Warnings - Angsty then fluff.

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booksrockmyface  asked:

Hey, y'all! My birthday is April 28! I would really love something fluffy. Really into fake relationships at the moment. Any rating will do! :)

Originally posted by fourfivesecondsfromwilding

Happy Birthday @booksrockmyface! We hope you’re having a fantastic day and just to make it extra sweet, @finnicko-loves-anniec has crafted an extra delicious slice of Everlark, just for you!


“Out!” The door hit her in the shoulder as she pulled it open. Katniss ignored the pain. “I said out!”

Gale brushed a piece of hair behind her ear, his fingertips skimming along her cheek as he did so. She pushed his hand away. “Come on, babe, let’s talk about this.”

“You can ‘talk about this’ with your other babe.” Katniss hated air quotes with a passion. Right now, she hated him enough to ignore that. “I said out.”

She heard a door squeak down the hall. Lazy shits in management had promised to fix that months ago. Katniss glared at the man who had dared to poke his head into the hallway. “Not you, Mellark. You stay in.” He didn’t budge. Was nobody listening to her today?

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Highlights from the Rebecca Mader panel at Storytelling Con, Barcelona, April 22, 2017

  • Asked about visiting Prague:  “My favorite thing to do in Prague is just to walk around the old part, walk over the bridges, drink the wine and eat the food.  I ate and drank so much in Prague it was fantastic.  A really beautiful city.”
  • Asked about Elizabeth Mitchell:  She missed working with her on Once Upon a Time but loved working with her on Lost.
  • About Zelena’s relationship with Hades:  “That died a death didn’t it?  Zelena and Hades no more.  […]  Being with Hades was the first time Zelena has ever been in a romantic relationship with a man or a woman.  It definitely changed her.  It broke down some walls around her heart.  […]  He was awful.  She can do way better than him.  He’s an amazing actor.  I think she deserves to be with someone who doesn’t want to murder her sister.  You know what i mean?  […]  I need some new blood.  Someone new.”
  • If Regina and Zelena weren’t sisters would she ship them:  “Yeah.  It doesn’t matter because in real life we’re just Bex and Lana.”  What story would you like for them?  “To be lesbian lovers you mean?  I’d watch it!  It would have to be on cable or netflix.  And for them not to be related.  Just girlfriends, not sisters, two strong women?  I ship it.”
  • Why she became an actor and move to the US:  “I always wanted to be an actress but I couldn’t afford to go to college.  So I just decided fuck I’m going to move to America and see what happens.  So I moved to America with $200 and said I’m going to be an actress!  And everyone said okay… and I showed them.  Haters gonna hate….”
  • What would you like to be if you weren’t an actress:  “I don’t have a plan B.  I always wanted to be an actress so I did it.  I don’t have an plan B.  If it all goes wrong I’ll just have to do it at home.”
  • Asking about Glinda:  “Yeah I love it when there are lots of Wizard of Oz characters.  Tomorrow night, because you’ll all be watching illegally on your laptops, is a big episode for my character where you’ll get to meet the Tin Man and maybe the Cowardly Lion.  I think it would be great if Glinda came back at some point.  She’s beautiful.”
  • Bex cannot remember the Lost numbers.
  • Bex wants Star Wars characters added to Once Upon a Time.
  • How does she view Regina blaming Zelena for the death of Robin:  “It was not my fault!  I didn’t do it!  I didn’t kill him!  I killed Hades for her!  I’m FINE!  I literally killed my boyfriend to save my sister.  You’re welcome.  Regina lives because of me.”
  • FMK:  Emma, Rumple, Regina.  F: Emma, M: Regina, K: Rumple.  Because Regina would cook for her and be a good wifie.  “That’s a whole new tv show!  I’d watch it.”
  • If Zelena had a pet what would it be:  “A flying monkey.  And a broomstick.  And if you ever don’t see my baby in a scene, they’re like ‘the flying monkeys are taking care of it.  They’re good nannies.”
  • A love interest from Lost for Zelena:  Sawyer.
  • Funny stuff between the cast:  She directs people to Snapchat and she suggests Lana is always trying to feed her and make her fat.   
  • Favorite character on Grey’s anatomy:  “The hot guy who is always moody and works in peds.  And then like the hot blond lesbian.  I love her.  If I had a sick baby I’d take her to her stat.”
  • Promises that we’ll see some “sister stuff” in the coming episodes.
  • Question about Zelena finding true love, someone suggests Emma, “Sorry Hook.  Maybe she should break up their relationship.”  More suggestions about Zelena and Belle.  “At the end of this season I don’t know that she’ll find true love.  She’s still getting over that Hades thing.”  But says she doesn’t need a man.
  • Favorite ship on the show:  “Zelena and her broomstick.”
  • Favorite bloopers:  “When i forget a line I say such awful things.  There is a reason I’m not on the blooper reel much because when I forget a line I immediately swear.  Once my sister came to visit me in Vancouver in September and we were in Mr. Gold’s shop and Regina, she was the Evil Queen, and there was Rumple, and my sister was by what we call video village where the monitors are and I walked up to the Evil Queen and ‘FUCK!  I forgot what my fucking line was!’ and I heard my sister in the back scream and that made it so much worse.  I don’t even remember what the question was.”
  • Favorite life advise:  “Be yourself.  Piss off hater.  Do you.  Just do you boo.  And whatever you are doing in life just don’t give up.  And when things are really awful and you just want it to be over and you don’t want to do it anymore it never feels the same the next day.  Hashtag ThisToShallPass.”
  • What it was like working with Barbara Hershey:  “Awh mama.  Barbara Hershey was wicked.  She’s really kind.  She had really good candy.  I had a bit of a love affair with Barbara Hershey.  We fell in love and she would like hold my hand.  We had these beautiful scenes with Barbara, Lana and me, and before we shoot while the cameras were rolling we would just hold hands and look into each other’s eyes and just say ‘I love you’.  The three of us together was magical.”
  • Would she like to have a romance with King Arthur:  “A bit weird because Liam is a very good friend and I know his fiance so I’m going to say no.”
  • She’s only ever been to an airport in Sweden.  But she’d like to go there and see more then the airport.
  • What does she think about the Black Fairy:  “I love her.  I’ve known the actress who plays her Jaime Murray, for seven years.  Jaime Murray is an amazing actress.  But it’s nice.  We’re the same age.  We’re both English.”  About the final battle:  “Buckle up for safety, it’s about to get real.”
  • Memorizing dialogue:  She learns each line and then the second, and then goes back to the first and does both, and then goes onto the third, and repeats until she learns all of it.  She credits doing soup opera acting.
I’m All Yours

Oneshot
Member: Jungkook 
Genre: Angst/Fluff
Summary: “I promise to never lie to you again. I promise to always be there for you no matter what. I promise to prioritize you before anything and anyone else. I promise to be a better man so that I’m worthy for you.”
Word Count: 3.651
Request: title from this song


~Gif is not mine. Credit to the original creator.~ 


a/n: this probably will make more sense if you read part one first


A few months ago, you had sort of forgiven Jungkook for what he did to you, but you still struggled every day. It was hard to trust in what he said when all you could think about were the lies he had told. You wanted to move on from this and return to how things once were, but his betrayal left a wound that was taking forever to heal.

“Y/N!” your mother’s voice calls. “Jungkook is here!”

“Be down in a second!” you call back, grabbing a pair of sandals and your small purse before running downstairs. Jungkook is standing by the door with your mother and making small talk when he sees you descend the stairs. He stares at you with this stupid looking expression on his face (one you’ve never even seen before, that’s for sure). When he realizes he’s been caught, he quickly looks away.

“Oh that dress looks so cute on you!” your mother gushes. You sit on the last couple of steps to slip into your sandals before standing again and turning to Jungkook. However, you notice his eyes are looking everywhere but you. You try to shove down the hurt you feel at that.

“Shall we go?” you ask, slinging your purse strap on your shoulder.

“W-we shall,” he says, opening the door and motioning you through before following after you. You turn to say goodbye to your mother as you follow Jungkook to his car.

“Have fun!” your mother calls from the porch, waving goodbye as Jungkook drives off down the street with you in the passenger seat and the music blaring.


It was a beautiful day for early summer - the sun is out and a gentle breeze blows through the park where Jungkook’s cousin’s birthday party is being held. You and Jungkook are making your way towards the playground, specifically the swings, while his cousin and his friends clamor over each other to get a slice of cake.

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Full Moon [R.L.]

Character: Remus Lupin
Word Count: 1188
Requested?: Yes/No
Summary: After a particularly bad full moon, Y/n decides it’s time to admit that she knows all about Remus’ little secret, especially since she’s known for years.
Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it

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You were fed up of them treating you like you were stupid. You were supposed to be one of their best friends, for Merlin’s sake! So why did they feel the need to make up the most outrageous excuses every month, just to cover up the fact they were helping out Remus?

It was frustrating, especially so since you had known about his little secret since you were in third year. Remus was a terrible liar, and if you were honest, James, Sirius and Peter weren’t much better.

You knew they were just trying to cover for their friend, but couldn’t they trust you? Did they really think you valued their friendship that lowly that you’d sell them out for something that Remus couldn’t help?

It annoyed you to no end when they’d lie to your face. You’d been friends for almost 7 years now, and the fact that they still didn’t trust you, even after all this time, really hurt. What hurt the most to you was that Remus didn’t trust you with his secret.

Because whether you wanted to admit it or not, you had a huge crush on the boy, and it really pained you to know that he didn’t trust you not to tell anyone.

You sat in the Gryffindor common room - a place where you often resided - waiting for the four to get back from their… late night endeavours.

From your place on the couch, you could see the full moon sitting brightly in the dark night sky, illuminating the Black Lake below, and making you slightly anxious about when they would be returning.

You stood up and walked closer to the window, leaning on the ledge as you peered out to look across the grounds. Everything was silent and deserted, which seemed strange considering in the daytime the grounds were packed with students.

A slight movement near the trees below caught your eyes as your gaze was instantly drawn to the spot. Four figures finally emerged from the forest, two trying to hold another one up, and the fourth simply tagging along at the back, trying to help but mostly just failing to do so.

You heart clenched. You hated seeing Remus so hurt after a full moon. You hated the scratches and cuts that littered his body after a night of trying to rip himself apart. You wished you could make things better for them.

But they didn’t know that you knew.

Every month you’d pretend that you believed their stupid lies, and you knew they probably thought you were the most gullible person on the planet.

This month, however, you wanted it to stop. You were going to wait until they managed to get back up to the common room, and you were going to confront them.

There was a while to wait, as you had expected, due to them presumably stopping to see Madam Pomfrey, who helped Remus out with his injuries every month.

Then they’d be returning.

You sat back down on the couch, holding a book and flipping the pages every so often, though your eyes were trained on the door.

There was the sound of some muttering, and few bangs - probably Sirius - before the door finally opened.

They didn’t notice you at first, busy trying to get Remus into the room, however when James finally saw you sitting on the couch, simply observing the scene, he slapped Sirius’ shoulder and nodded his head towards you.

“Oh hey, Y/n,” Sirius said, laughing nervously, “What are you still doing up? You should be in bed. Let’s get you in bed.”

He began walking towards you but you held a hand up, making him stop in his tracks, “Not another step, Black.”

James and Peter watched on as they held onto Remus’ beaten body, helping him to stay stood up.

“This isn’t what it looks like,” James said quickly. You raised an eyebrow. “And what does this look like to you? Because to me, it looks like you’re trying to hide the fact that your friend is a bloody werewolf!” You whispered the last word, though you knew it was just you five alone.

“W-What? Pfft, no it’s not, why would you even… say… that…” James trailed off when he saw the look on your face. He sighed, “When did you find out?”

“About October,” You said. “Oh that’s not too bad!” Sirius said with a grin, “We kept it a secret for that long!”

“In third year,” you finished, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Ohh…”

You rolled your eyes and sighed, “That doesn’t matter right now though. Could you please just lay him down on the couch? He’s as pale as anything, and looks like he’s about to pass out.”

James and Peter carefully helped Remus to lay down across the couch you were just sitting on, and looked at you.

“You three look a mess. You’ve clearly had no sleep, and if you want no one to work out why you’re all looking so awful tomorrow, you better get to bed.”

“Hey! I am beautiful all the time! How dare you offend me like this!” Sirius said indignantly with a pout.

James looked hesitantly at Remus’ figure, not wanting to leave just yet and you gave him a smile, “It’s okay. You’ve done enough tonight. Just go and get some sleep, I’ll look after him.”

“Okay… thanks,” the messy haired boy began to head to his dorm, followed by Peter. Sirius gave you a knowing look, winking as he too followed them upstairs, “Don’t snog too much, Y/n, he’s quite worn out already!”

“Shut up, Black!” You grumbled.

When all three boys had finally disappeared, you perched gently on the couch near Remus’ head, as you took in his appearance properly for the first time that night.

His face was completely scratched up, and there was a cut across his lip that looked quite deep. Bruised covered his shoulders, and from what you could see under his ripped up shirt, so was his stomach.

“Oh Remus…” you whispered, stroking a hand through his hair gently whilst the other softly traced the cuts on his face.

You saw the blush forming on his cheeks before he even opened his eyes, but when he did you could see his adoration for you clearly.

“You don’t have to stay here,” he said quietly, in a hoarse voice. You looked into his pretty brown eyes and smiled, “I know I don’t have to. I want to. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

You felt him lean into the hand that cupped his cheek, and gently stroked his jawline with your thumb.

You leant down slowly, waiting for any sign of discomfort, before softly brushing your lips against his. Remus reached up to push your hair away as he held onto you, kissing you properly, pouring all his love into it, as were you.

Suddenly, Remus knew his full moons wouldn’t be as bad anymore, because he knew you’d be there for him afterwards to patch him up and kiss him better. And that’s all he ever wanted.

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44 Msr please!

44. “You need to see a doctor.”

Scully absent-mindedly chews on her lower lip; her eyes are glued to the screen, not blinking once. She doesn’t do this often; indulge in a silly romantic comedy on a Saturday night with a glass of wine and, if she feels really frisky, some Ben & Jerry’s. It’s one of the very rare occasions that she even finds herself at home on a weekend. She and Mulder wrapped their latest case on Thursday and while she wrote the report, Mulder desperately searched for some unexplained phenomenon that would save his weekend. Monster and aliens, however, seemed to be in need of a quiet weekend as well, and so he came up empty-handed. Not that Scully is complaining.

Oh darling, do you have any idea, any idea at all how much I love you?” Scully leans forward, nearer to the screen, as if that would transport her right into the scene unfolding in front of her eyes. She’s seen this movie a thousand times, yet she fears the heroine is going to make a different choice. Maybe this won’t end in a kiss. Perhaps there is no happily ever after. Her elbows dig into her thighs as finally the characters close in, their mouths coming closer, meeting almost, and she can feel it tingling in her toes, her fingers and her belly and they’re almost there and-

“Scully, are you in there?” Mulders voice tears through the fantasies. He knocks, frantically, and the moment is destroyed. She throws one last glance at the screen, but she’s missed it. The credits are rolling already, her lovers gone. Scully grunts, turns off the TV and opens the door to a confused Mulder.

“I thought you might not be home.” Scully was prepared to be angry with him; it’s late and he is, albeit unknowingly, crashing her solitary movie night. But all her complaints fly out the door when she sees his pale complexion, his glassy eyes.

“Mulder, what is the matter? Are you sick?” She ushers him in, not in the least concerned that she’s only wearing pajama pants and a rather revealing tank top.

“Uhm, I had a little, well, accident.” Scully immediately checks his head. Somehow he always ends up hurting his head. Her hands run through his hair, leaving it messy, but there’s not a scratch on him. Stepping back a bit she finally sees the strange way he’s holding his arm. Carefully, she touches him there and he winces.

“Mulder, what did you do?” She sighs seeing his swollen wrist.

“Just a little accident and it would have been fine, really,” he nods at her, or to himself, “but then I got dizzy and well, here I am.”

“You need to see a doctor.” Scully tells him, her fingers gently prodding his wrist.

“That’s why I’m here.” His grin is no more than a grimace. She can only guess in how much pain he is.

“Mulder, I don’t have x-ray vision, you know.”

“You don’t? And here I thought you were Supergirl.”

“I think you’re delusional. How did you even get here?” Scully leads him over to the couch. She sees him glance at the half finished ice cream and her glass of wine. He hesitates, uncertain suddenly, but she gently pushes him and he sits down.

“You didn’t drive, did you? Please tell me you didn’t drive.”

“I took a cab.” He tells her. He leans against the back of the couch, his eyes drifting close.

“Mulder, I’m gonna get dressed and then I’ll take you to the hospital. You’re scaring me.” Scully puts her hand on his forehead; despite his pale complexion he feels warm. Too warm.

“I like what you’re wearing,” he smirks with half open eyes, “Don’t change.”

“This is not exactly appropriate attire for the ER. I’ll be right back.” Scully cups his cheek briefly, feels his light stubble and fights the sudden urge to kiss him there. She sprints into her bedroom, exchanges her pajama pants for jeans and quickly puts on a t-shirt. She looks somewhat presentable, she decides, and returns to the living room. Mulder, of course, is asleep, his head slightly tilted, his lips lightly opened as if he fell asleep in the middle of a sentence. She hates waking him, but he needs to see a doctor and have his wrist examined; she fears it might be broken. Only Mulder would manage to hurt himself on their weekend off. Gently, she touches his cheek again - definitely too warm - and he opens his eyes.

“Come on, Mulder. You can sleep as soon as we have your wrist checked out.” She still has no idea what even happened. He owes her an explanation. Right now though, she just wants him to move and get going.

Mulder gets up, looking sluggish, and leaning against her.

“Scully?”

“Hm?”

“Can I stay here with you tonight?” The words surprise her and she almost lets go of him.

“Of course you can. But first we have to go to a hospital.” She feels him nod against her. Scully settles him against the wall once they reach the hallway so she can lock her door. As soon as she’s done, she sneaks her arm around his waist, holding him, leading him.

“Scully?” His voice tickles her ear; he’s just so close to her.

“When get back… can you put on that tank top again?”

No Kissing Other Guys- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by bulletproofwhale

Alright so this is kinda short, and there’s no arguing anon (just because Andre would just puppy dog pout to get his way and… yeah) but I think this turned out ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE! I’m in love with this one TBH! So enjoy all! I hope you like it! Once again the two Swedish words are at the bottom! And anon… Thank you so much for the kind words! I’m so glad you guys are liking the imagines!

Warning: Ummm… none?

Anon Request: i think people keep requesting burky because you write about him really well :) that being said if you dont mind, can i make a request? like his gf is a famous actress and when shes visiting him he brings up how he doesnt like her having to kiss people on screen and they kind of get in an argument but then it ends fluffy when she reassures him? i dont know if that makes sense but do with it what you will, feel free to change things! i appreciate you writing all these things for everyone!

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              You were sitting on the couch, your feet tucked up underneath you, your latest movie ready to watch.

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You’ve given me no choice - part 1; A game of chess

This fanfic starts off from the scene where Damon leaves Bonnie at the wedding after he kisses her on her forehead. Since he has to make a choice of either choosing Elena or Bonnie.    

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Bonnie couldn’t believe it, Damon had left her to literally die. 

And all so he could have his happily ever after with his precious Elena.
Hate was not a word strong enough to describe the feeling that boiled inside of her. Damon was not a particularly bright person, she knew that even when he supposedly was her best friend but this level of idiocracy was hard to comprehend.
Or was he faking it?
Did he not realize that nobody had to die? Bonnie could have lived her life and eventually in 60-70 years when nature took its course, Damon and Elena could walk into the sunset together and all without anyone being left to die.

Bonnie started to cough and felt the taste of her own blood on her tongue and she could feel every single part her body aching with pain. She was sure she had broken at least a few bones.            
Bonnie lifted her head slightly as she noticed some movements around her and she instantly remembered that she was still in the presence of that psychopath Kai.

Her eyes followed him as he walked around her body to right where her head was and sat down next to her. Bonnie tried to move away from him but it felt as if her body was glued to the floor, she could barely move her fingers. She tried reaching inside of herself for her magic but she was drained. She closed her tear-filled eyes, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing her break so instead, she kept her eyes shut and waited for the inevitable.

She could feel him staring at her and it honestly made her a bit uncomfortable but she still kept her eyes shut but something about him just looking was unsettling. She now wished that he would snap back to his usual self with a sadistic joke or taunt or anything really.
And right on cue, she heard a little laugh it sure as hell was sadistic and she quickly opened her eyes in fear but immediately regretted it.

-    Oh Bonster, he said with a sarcastic tone that annoyed her more than anything in the world.

-     Are you really that surprised? He tauntingly asked. She wanted to snap at him but she didn’t say anything. Maybe if she didn’t answer him he would just shut the hell up and let her die in peace but she was proven wrong as he continued.

-     Damon Salvatore being unapologetically selfish and a giant douche-bag, who would have thought? Honestly, if you were expecting him to not think of himself for the first time in his life then I must say you don’t really know your best friend all that well.

Bonnie opened her mouth to say something but then stopped herself before anything was said, thinking that giving him a reaction would just prove that his words affected her and that would be giving him way too much credit. But the truth was that his words actually did cut her deep inside but she was not about to flaunt her grief in front of the guy that caused most of it. She remained silent and observed that her unwillingness to react to his victory bothered him.

Kai noticed how Bonnie didn’t say anything, she didn’t curse him to hell or even cry anymore. And there was something about her not reacting that made him feel like he didn’t win the game of chess they’ve been playing with each other since the first time they met. And all of a sudden victory didn’t taste as good anymore.
He needed her to acknowledge his superiority in this final moment but she just quietly laid on the floor with her eyes closed again waiting for her death. Something about her not fighting for her life or at least being angry at her friends for always being selfish when all she ever did was sacrifice for them infuriated him.

Bonnie could now feel the shortness of breath and she knew she would soon be dead but the deeper she fell to her death the less everything else hurt and she was trying to remember her last truly happy memory without any vampires or werewolves or what not clouding the memory but it was harder than she thought. Thinking back a lot of it was really bad and when she tried harder all she could remember was grief, loss, and pain and some happy moments but those were all clouded by something horrible that happened after that. Bonnie started panicking, she didn’t want to die with a bad memory but it was almost as she felt her heart slow down in her chest but then she remembered her grams. She remembered the days right before the accident that killed Elena’s parents and how those days were probably her happiest, she remembered that she’d spent every day with her grams just talking and being honest about everything in her life and everything just seemed perfect and easy but most of all quiet. There was a certain feeling of harmony and peace and she guessed that that was probably just the calm before the storm but she couldn’t help but imagine if that was what she could have if she went to heaven, if that was something that was even possible. Though she knew that it probably wouldn’t happen, the thought calmed her down and she almost felt prepared to say goodbye to her life now.

Suddenly she felt something bang against her lips and she was hit with an even stronger taste of blood in her mouth, she quickly opened her eyes and saw Kai bending over her head with one of his sleeves rolled up, feeding her his blood from his wrist, he was healing her, but she couldn’t think of why?         

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Summer Nights: Spencer x reader

hannahmarie2016: Hello! Could you write an imagine about the reader and Spencer staying in on a rainy day and watching 80’s movies (my guilty pleasure lol). Thank you!😊 Word count: 1054 A/N: I could have some really cool reason why I haven’t written this yet but I have nothing I’m just really lazy I’m so sorry. ——————————————

You always hated them. The bright lights. The booming noise. Thunderstorms. Ever since you were a child you were skittish when a storm would come and you never grew out of it. It was about 9:30 and you expected Spencer to be home any minute now because his flight landed at 8:45, and the the airport was about an hour away from your home in DC. All you wanted to do was cuddle up with him and watch movies to get your mind off things. You managed to calm yourself down when the rain started pouring as the sky lit up with the sudden electrostatic discharge, followed by the rumbling boom that made your hair go on edge.

The storm was getting closer and you felt your anxiety getting worse by the second. You wondered if Spencer was okay or if the storm caused him trouble getting home. Your mind wondered to all the bad things that could have happened to him when you heard the door unlock. On a normal day, you would run up and greet him, embracing him in a hug, but tonight you couldn’t even pry yourself off the couch.

“Hi, kitten! I’m home.” He greeted. But when you couldn’t come around to saying anything, he added, “Y/N? Where are you?”

He began to walk through your shared apartment looking for you when he saw you bundled up in all the blankets you owned laying on the couch. Your face was covered in an attempt to mute out some of the noise from the storm, but you peeked your head out for a moment just to say hello.

“Oh, Y/N I’m sorry. I forgot how much you hate storms” he said while sitting down next to you and placing his hand on your side in a measure to comfort you.

“It’s okay. I know the team needed you more than me. How was the case” you said, glad he was finally here.

“Alright” he began, getting off the couch and walking back to the door to put down his bag and take off his shoes. “I don’t understand how some peopl-” he was saying only before he was cut off by thunder so loud it shook the building. You whimpered in fear, returning to your fluffy means of protection. When that round of rumbling was over, you peaked your head back out to search for Spencer, being that he was no longer sitting next to you. You found him shutting the blinds in his windows and pulling the dark curtains together so you could no longer see the light coming from the thing that scared you most in this moment. Then, he went up to the tv that was currently playing the news that was only feeding your fear saying how dangerous this storm was and put in a movie. You couldn’t tell at first what it was but once it started playing, you discovered it was Grease, him knowing how much of a musical junkie you were. He went to the kitchen as the opening credits started rolling and came back just as the infamous beach scene started. He came back with two bowls of ice cream and turned the movie way up in an attempt to block out the storm. You took one of the bowls and thanked him before diving into it. It was mint chocolate chip, your favorite. After finishing your ice cream, you flipped yourself around and cuddled up onto Spencer’s lap. He took his hand and started playing with your Y/H/C hair. You finally started to relax when the distant rumbling caught you off guard and you started to pull the blanket up. Spencer stopped you.

“Hey, hey it’s alright. This is just what happens on summer nights” he said, making a joke at your favorite number from the movie. You couldn’t help but laugh as you dropped the blankets and continued watching the movie.

Not long after you both finished eating, Spencer laid down with you and threw his arm around your side.

“Ya know Elvis was originally casted to be in Grease. It is believed he would play the Guardian Angel role, but he did not accept. To this day no one knows why he didn’t but it’s probably because he was at the height of his musical career.” Spencer said. You couldn’t help but giggle at his knowledge of literally everything.

“I like it better with Frankie Avalon though. He’s a cutie” you said playfully. “Hey! You’re not allowed to call other guys cute!!” Spencer said defensively and started tickling you. “Stop!!!” You laughed. But the only reason he did stop was because ‘We go together’ started playing.

It wasn’t until after the movie ended that Spencer realized you made it through the rest of the storm completely fine. “Y/N! Look the storm stopped!” He said excitedly. He looked down at you and noticed that you had fallen asleep in his arms somewhere through the movie and he smiled, knowing he can comfort you even when you’re scared.

“Goodnight Y/N” he whispered, kissing your forehead.

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Deep Space Nine RECAP: 6x19

Time to recap another fave of the hivemind! Let’s see what you guys picked for me this time…

[returns] Well gosh dang do you all ever love Benjamin Sisko In A Crisis Of Morality! DRAMA. ETHICS. And, new: INTRIGUE, which also goes by the name GARAK, thank u.

Season 6, Episode 19: ‘In the Pale Moonlight’

Curtain opens on Ben Sisko in his quarters, starting a personal log. I was about to take a sidebar about how amused I am by the whole concept of officers keeping personal logs, because every time one happens I think about how in the earliest days of TOS the writers clearly said to themselves hey, y’know what would be a convenient way to get our characters to monologue about their inner thoughts and feelings? A Starfleet culture of keeping audio diaries. Anyhow that device turns out to be THE ENTIRE FRAMEWORK OF THIS EPISODE, a-lol.

“I need to talk about this,” Ben says, out loud. “I have to justify what’s happened, what I’ve done. At least to myself.” Like, yes you first-person narrator of a Victorian horror story, take us back, make us understand how you will forever be A Changed Man after this Experience. What a classic opening.

[chuckling appreciably]

No one is chuckling in this first flashback scene though. It’s the grim weekly ritual of his crew filing in to check the list of Starfleet officers missing or confirmed dead that Sisko posts on the wall of the wardroom. Ben hates Fridays now.

Evidently the Federation is losing a lot of ships to Jem’Hadar sneak attacks from around the Romulan border. The Romulans had signed that nonaggression treaty with the Dominion a while back, and are apparently planning on turning a blind eye, not getting involved, and generally just sitting back and letting all their enemies destroy each other in their drawn-out war. If the Romulans were to join forces with the Klingons and the Federation, then maybe our guys would stand a chance against the Dominion, but as stands, they’re likely to continue taking these losses, possibly until they lose the whole thing.

Sisko has had it.

Personal Log VO: “That was the moment I made the decision. It was like I had stepped through a door, and locked it behind me. I was going to bring the Romulans into the war.”

MELODRAMA A-FUCKIN-HOY, FRIENDS

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Fake It

Pairing: Cjamm/You

Summary: Your best-friend asks you to fake a sex tape with him. What could possibly go wrong?

Content: Relatively SFW

Word Count: 2,496

Notes: Writing this may or may not have helped me get over a bit of a block with TDL. <;

“All I’m asking is for you to pretend.”

It was absolutely ridiculous. The most incredulous idea you had ever heard. You would never - could never - even pretend. It made your self-esteem shrivel just thinking about it. Goosebumps prickled the fine hairs on your forearms. Not knowing whether the hit the infuriating man in front of you or vomit out of disgust had you staring at him in silent shock.

“All it would take would be a little clip,” Ryu Sungmin said smoothly - breaking the silence and causing your heart to pick up speed. A little clip would even be too much. The thought of it alone was too much.

“You have been listening to Fucknut for far too long.” It had to have been his insane labelmate that had put the idea into his head. There was no other explanation.

“Maybe, but it could help both of us. You’ve fallen off the face of the earth as far as the media is concerned and I need something to boost the PR on my next album. It’s a win-win,” he coerced, leaning across the table in excitement as you sipped on your cheap cup of Joe.

“I feel like that type of PR wouldn’t exactly be good for either of us,” you scolded. The entire nation would have their pitchforks at the ready. There was no way in hell what he was suggesting could possibly be beneficial in any way.

“As long as it gives everyone a reason to talk, I don’t see how it could be bad.”

“No! No!  No!” Your raised voice had a few other eyes in the coffee shop turning towards the two of you, but you didn’t care. The entire situation was ridiculous. Sungmin was crazy, absolutely crazy, and you wanted no part in his half-baked scheme. You finished your cup of coffee before standing to make an abrupt exit, eager to get away from the insanity.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed, grabbing your hand before you could make it too far from the table. “Do you want to be known as a one-hit wonder for the rest of your life?”

His words immediately struck a cord. You had been making music in South Korea’s underground hip-hop scene for a few years now. It was about a year into your career you released the single that had blown up the internet and made you a hot item for all of a month. After that, your name had fallen back into obscurity just as quick. Since you refused to participate in any reality shows like the sellout that was Sungmin, it had stayed that way. Everyone knew the name of the song, but the had easily forgotten the name and the face of the person behind it. It hurt your ego more than you cared to admit.

“At least I didn’t sell out only to live in Byungyoon’s shadow!” Just like he had touched a sore spot, you knew you had to from the murderous look that graced his admittedly handsome features. His eyebrows knitted together and his grip on your hand tightened. At this point the two of you had attracted even more eyes, all of them curious about the interaction and no doubt even more so when they realized who the man you were arguing with was.

“I’m just going to take that as a joke,” he said lightly, his normal cockiness coming back to him easily. You should have known better, Sungmin was too full of himself to let anything anyone said do too much damage. “But I wasn’t joking. This could change your career.”

You grunted in response, and pulled him up from his chair and outside into the bustle of the city. Evading prying eyes was much easier amongst the throngs of people. When you were safe and blending in with the passersby, you rounded on him. “Are you really so full of yourself that you think faking a sex tape with you would the epitome of my career? You’re not that great.”

“But I am that great,” he retorted with a waggle of his neat eyebrows. “And it would. You don’t have a label, you don’t even have a crew but this could change all of that.”

“Yeah right. I bet it could even land me a date with Lee Dongwook too, huh?” Your voice was dripping with sarcasm. How had you even become this lunatics friend in the first place?

“No, but I’m more amazing than him away,” he replied with a wink.

“No!” You replied one last time before shaking free of his hand. “I have to go, douche-canoe. Tell Daewoong I’m going to fight him for this.” You rolled your eyes and turned on your heels.

As Sungmin watched your retreating figure, hips swaying with sass and confidence, he couldn’t help but smirk. You were stubborn as hell and usually took shit from no one but there was one person in the world who could sway you. Sungmin knew it wouldn’t be long before you cracked.

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The Tutor (NCT Taeyong)

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Pairings: Reader X Taeyong
Warnings: Smut & Spanking

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Just a little fact about me is that I don’t usually need help academically. I’m the student who knows all the answers and does all the homework. Who gets hundreds on exams. But math. Well that’s a whole other story. It was never my strong suit. In past years I’ve been able to skate by and pass the class by doing the homework and tons of extra credit but precalculus is no laughing matter.

The teacher is strict and tests count for thirty percent of our grade, which is ridiculous. So, instead of trying to slowly fail this class I decided to take initiative and get a tutor. Of course I would have said ‘no’ once I knew who it was. Taeyong. We’re always competing to see who will be top of the class. He can be so arrogant and an straight up ass at times.

As he walks towards I just want to smack that well known smirk off his face. It was the same smirk he gives when he gets a higher grade than me, or gets called on by the teacher instead of me.In this instance it is because I am beneath him and he knows it. I know I’m going to regret signing up for a tutor.

He now sits across from me. His hands placed atop the formidable precalculus textbook, fingers gingerly tapping the hardcover of the book. He takes in my features and his smirk fades into a full on smile soon followed by an annoying chuckle, that infuriates me.

“What are you laughing at? The fact that you’re better than me,” I ask, with a hint of anger in my voice. He sat straight up now and looked at me and says,”No. I was laughing at the fact that you looked like a child pouting. But now that you mention it, I’m glad you recognize that I am in fact better than you.”

“I recognize that you’re an ass.”

“That’s not very nice.”

“It’s the truth. So are you going to tutor me or just mock me? I hate wasting time.”

“Let’s play a game. I like games,” he smirks.

“Wow, what a great tutor,” I snapped. He chuckles and leans back in his chair.

“I know I am. It’s a math game. I ask a question. You answer right, and you get a prize. Answer wrong and well you can figure out what happens.”

“Ummm I don’t know.”

With that he stands up from his chair and calmly stalks toward me with that smirk. But that time is different. I don’t hate that smirk. I kind of like it.

He outstretches his hand and I reluctantly take it. I stand up and am soon in close proximity to his face. It was at that moment that I realized how beautiful he is. His jawline appears like it was sculpted straight from the divine hands of the gods and his lips were curled up into that smirk that usually had gotten on my nerves but now is making me feel some kind of way.

He takes in my features before stating,”Remember, right answers get prizes. Wrong answers get punished. Now bend over the desk.”

Curious to see how this would play out I hesitantly bend over the desk. There’s dead silence and I glance over at him admiring the view. A smirk appears on my face and I ask,”Like what you see?”

SMACK. His large hand lands on my ass and I let out a small gasp from the sudden action. I glance back at him and he smiles before saying,”Did I say you could take princess?”

Princess? That’s new. I don’t reply for some unknown reason. SMACK. Another smack is administered to ass along with him demanding that I answer him. His voice has changed from slightly mischievous to raspy, lustful, and dominant.

“You didn’t tell me I could talk,” I said, still dumbfounded at the course of events.

“Good. Only speak when asked a question.”

“Fine. Fine,” I said.

“You’re bad at listening. Let’s just get started and forget your mistakes.”

I roll my eyes half annoyed with myself and half annoyed with that fact that not even two hours ago I despised him.

He ask some questions having to do with trigonometric equations and something else. Of course I got a ton wrong but I’m pretty sure I got one right and still got punished. Soon after he pulls me up by my arm and turns me around.

“So see you tomorrow to learn about trigonometric identities?”

I nod my head and with that he places a ginger kiss to my lips and leaves. That almost annoying smirk appears on his face as he leaves.

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Overall thoughts on the finale

I believe my feelings can be summed up in one gif:

  • Just watching the ‘previously on’ segment has me nervous.
  • Oh, god, we’re starting in the hospital with flickering lights. That’s probably not a good sign.
  • And we’re staring with Liam. Definitely not a good sign. And did his hair actually get worse? I think it got worse.
  • …what: 

Okay, so, they’re actually in nowheresville/alternate dimension? But why does nowheresville now have a replica hospital instead of just being a train station? 

  • Still not over the fact that they named a town Boneville:
  • …so…wait…Liam is still actually in Beacon Hills? Why are the signs there? I’m less than 2 minutes in and already confused as fuck haha.
  • “LYDIA” Stiles!”
  • “SHERIFF: Give the boy some room!” So the ghost riders just let people come with their weapons lmao? And sheriff is dumb enough to shoot up into a crowd? And can people actually get hurt here in nowheresville? Like, if sheriff just straight up started shooting right now, what would even happen? The people were already erased from reality, can they even get hurt? 
  • Also, how long was sheriff in there? Because, like, back in 6x05 when new people got dropped off, the ghost riders legitimately dropped them off right in front of everyone else, they didn’t just inconspicuously materialize. So, given that logic, sheriff’s been there at least a hot minute and, yet, he didn’t automatically go to Stiles? It’s not like Stiles was hard to find, he was standing off to the side all by himself? Or why didn’t Stiles notice him arrive? Maybe this was explained in another episode, but I kinda doubt it, so:
  • As  much as I love Stilinski family moments, I’m still bitter as fuck over the fact that Stiles wasn’t worrying about his father this whole damn time. 
  • Well, that nice moment lasted all of 2 seconds before getting shot down by stydia baiting.
  • “SHERIFF: We’ll find each other again.” What the fuck even? Can’t let Stiles relationship with his own fucking father encroach on the stydia? 
  • “SHERIFF: I’ll hold them back.” literally how the fuck? True alpha scott and his pack couldn’t do that, but human sheriff can? How? We already know guns don’t work against them? 
  • Okay this is all ridiculous and I’m in pain, but damn Dylan looks good
  • “LYDIA: When I kissed you!” …did they kiss again? Somehow? Like through a mirror portal or some shit? Did I fucking miss it? Or are they talking about when she slammed her mouth on his back in 3a? Because I swear  to fucking god if they’re suddenly playing that her stopping his panic attack was because she has feelings for him….
  • Look how awkward her hand is:

She looks like ET

  • And seriously I’m seeing nothing but:
  • Posey is me while watching this:
  • “MALIA: We didn’t see anyone.” Okay, so, one I’m really over this whole ‘only Lydia has any connection with Stiles shit’ as if Scott wouldn’t and the credits haven’t even rolled yet.  Like, unless it’s because she’s a banshee, they can miss me with this bullshit. Two, why does Malia answer for other people? Like how could she know what Scott saw? Three, get out of here with this scalia. I can feel it coming. 
  • LMFAO: 

So Stiles canonically has a stronger bond with his jeep than he does with Lydia, Scott, or Malia? I’m here for it. #stoscoe

  • Question: how the fuck did Stiles make it through without being burned to death? 
  •  …how are the credits just now rolling? I feel like I just sat through a half hour of bullshit and it hasn’t even been 5 minutes.
  • Whoa, his hair did get worse:

He looks like a wet dog. I guess that’s fitting. 

  • Seriously? They just wrote Scott out of that scene because Liam doesn’t know how to use his words? So they could go full throttle with the stydia bullshit with a stalia love triangle that is literally seasons too late? 
  • Aw, but Stiles still goes to Scott’s house first. That’s how it should always be. Why they gotta play at this dumbass ship baiting when they could focus on their friendship instead?      
  • Still not over the fact that they change what the McCall house looks like in every season haha. 
  • Why would Stiles even go to the station? He knows his dad is missing? Who is he looking for? It’s  not like Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Department has ever been any help to him lmao
  • And a radio? Why is he not just, y’know, getting a fucking phone and calling people? 
  • And if the whole town is gone, why didn’t we see any of those people in the station when we saw sheriff?
  • Okay, how do they know Stiles actually made it out into the real world? Like, I get that Lydia says she saw him, but when he didn’t just walk through that tunnel thingy, why would they assume that this means he made it into their world? Wouldn’t the logical conclusion be that it didn’t work and he’s still stuck in nowheresville?
  • “MALIA: Stiles isn’t coming here. If he was, he would have. And he hasn’t, so he’s not.” First of all, what the fuck kind of logic? How long has it even been? 20 minutes? Chill the fuck out. Second, if they all think Stiles is out running around, why the fuck wouldn’t they automatically all split up and go to the places they think he would go? Like, y’know, his home, or Scott’s home, or the sheriff’s station? Third, I hate when this show makes it to where Lydia has-an-IQ-of-170 Martin is dumb as a fucking rock while Malia spent-the-better-part-of-a-decade-licking-her-own-ass-in-the-woods Tate is somehow the only with a goddamn brain.
  • Okay, so the two worlds are converging…what’s the point of this?
  • Oh god, not this fuck again:
  • Oh sweet baby jesus:

I got a whole list for this one:

  1. Stop trying to put these two together, Teen Wolf. They ain’t friends and Lydia doesn’t deserve this. 
  2. Why are they staring at the tread marks when obviously the JEEP IS FUCKING GONE. LIKE, IS THAT NOT A BIG ENOUGH CLUE? 
  3. And wouldn’t they have been keeping tabs on the jeep during this whole ordeal? So they should know it had to have been moved recently?
  4. Is Lydia fucking Scooby Doo? She gonna sniff that tire mark? The fuck she doing on the ground like that?
  5. I am not fucking here for a Malia and Lydia scene to be paralleling Stiles and Derek:  
  • And how can Malia suddenly not smell him?
  • And what in the absolute fuck is Malia wearing: 

Why is that shirt so fucking long? And look at those boots. Why does wardrobe hate her    

  • “MALIA: Well, half the time he got it started with a screwdriver.”

I get so mad when they act like Malia would be the only one to know this and not Lydia. Lydia’s been around Stiles and that damn jeep way before Malia was even a thing. 

  • Hahahaha:
  • A+ cinematography:
  • Parrish is evil now? Or just controlled? Boy, they’ll literally do anything to force stydia in this episode, won’t they lmao?
  • “NAZI: And I’ll have a true alpha by my side.” Lmao as if that’s a selling point by now. Scott never does shit because they’re too busy trying to make Malia and Liam special. 
  • All I’m getting from this scene is that even after spending fuck knows how long in nowheresville, Stiles is still the only competent one and he accomplishes more in the short time he’s been back than all of them have in months lmao. Like, did he essentially save himself? And then he found them? And then he’s probably gonna be the one to save the town
  • Watching that sciles hug, man, I started out like:

…then came the weird back patting…

…and then they completely destroyed it with Liam and a cheap attempt at getting a laugh

 #whycantwehavenicethings

  • Oh my good god: 
  • I cannot: 
  • “MALIA: Why is there a train station in the middle of the library?” Is this line supposed to be funny? Teen Wolf, making the character you just tried to play off as intelligent suddenly mentally challenged is just confusing, not amusing. ·
  • “MALIA: Any chance they’re connected?” What the fuck. No one is that goddamn stupid
  • “MALIA: ITS’ BAD WE HAVE TO GO!” Literally what I am saying to myself as I watch Shelley’s attempt at acting in this scene. 
  • “LYDIA: Maybe there’s someone who can.” It  better not be…
  • Aw fuck I managed to get forget about Mason and Hayden until this point.
  • Look at Mason in that shirt:

The transformation into Stiles 2.0 is complete, I see.

  • Now there are 57 rooms in the train station? What the fuck
  • Is that Randall on the train’s pa system? Why?
  • And how does Mason always know where Randall is? Is Mason supernatural or is this show just stupid? I’m guessing stupid.
  • “STILES: Okay, if they don’t let me graduate, I swear to god!” Oh, I’m sure they will. Makes as much sense as anything else in this damn show. I foresee a painful scene with Natalie in this episode’s future. And I guess we know how they’re writing Stiles/Dylan off. Love how the dropped this just 11 minutes into the finale. Do I even need to keep watching now? He’s clearly gonna graduate and go off to college or maybe the academy· 
  • And, wait, he was gone for 3 months? Like, I know they’re doing that so graduation can happen, but there was a 3 month time jump since season 5 which put us at January. Now it’s been another three months so they’re at March, maybe April if the show wants to push it. But they’re acting like graduation is happening right away? So either Teen Wolf fucked up their timeline again which would not be a surprise or there’s going to be a time jump of at least a month in this episode? I don’t know which option is worse…
  • How can they just grab Parrish when he’s on fire? Werewolves aren’t fire proof? At all? Like the show is pretty heavily based in werewolves not being fire resistant *cough * the Hales *cough* I mean, how many fucking time have they burned Peter now?
  • And Liam screaming? Is this supposed to be funny because I’m too distracted by the fact that they are completely unharmed and their clothes aren’t even singed to remember to laugh. 
  • I’m still not over Parrish’s magical modesty shorts lmao
  • “STILES: Buddy, I love you, but we’re way past that.” 
  • He wants the supernatural army in their world? Okay, but, like, wasn’t it already?
  • You can divert it? They’re just gonna be like, ‘well, fuck the town to the left of us’ lmao?
  • So now there’s a complete other world? Fuck this plot, man haha. 
  • “LIAM: We can’t move between worlds, but Corey can!” 

Deus ex Randall strikes again. And I swear to fucking god they straight up yanked his plot right out of monster’s inc. I’m predicting that someone is gonna end up banished in the Himalayas at the end of this episode.

  • Why can’t anyone run like a normal fucking person on this show?
  • “STILES: Were we like that?” “SCOTT: Worse.” I love when this show tries to play that angle and make it seem like the newbies are how the originals were. No. Nobody in the first three seasons was ever that terribly written and illogical. 
  • “SCOTT: You wanna split up?” “STILES: Never again.” All right, you know I’m a sucker for some sciles, but does Scott never learn? 
  • If they’re going to insist on all having all of these shots of Liam running I am going to have to insist that someone teaches Sprayberry how to run without looking like he just shit himself and is trying to hobble to a bathroom. 
  • “LIAM: I hate horses.” 

Next season they’re bringing in a chick that’s part horse and Liam’s gonna fuck it, calling it now. 

  • Aw fuck what happened to Theo’s hair: 

Why is Liam’s bad hair contagious?

  • He just jumped off a balcony onto a horse. His poor dick. 
  • “MALIA: Dad.” 

Seriously, Lydia has a stronger connection to Peter in canon than Malia does or ever realistically can at this point. 

  • “MASON: I know his smile, I know his touch, and I know that that’s his voice.” Lmao I know they’re trying to do some progressive ‘look at our adorable gay romance’ moment here, but a voice is way more distinguishable than anything he just said. 
  • Oh and now Mason is having the same wires/PA system moment that Stiles had in 6x05. You’re so fucking sly, Teen Wolf.
  • And now a slow motion kiss. 
  • “HAYDEN: When’d you learn how to ride a horse?” “LIAM: Just now.” These lines aren’t funny, Teen Wolf. And is that really the first fucking question Hayden is gonna ask? Not ‘what the fuck are you doing here?’ Or ‘are you fucking crazy?’ Or ‘Did you stop the ghost riders?’ 
  • As if Stiles is the one who would ever think something could be that easy. That’s Scott’s M.O. 
  • “PETER: Where do you get this implausible optimism?” “MALIA: Definitely not from my father.” “LYDIA: We don’t have time for this!” No, we really fucking don’t and yet you continue to waste it on this bullshit daddy/daughter relationship that is apropos of nothing. Knock it the fuck off. 
  • “STILES: I finally saw the girl’s locker room. It’s not that different. It’s kind of disappointing.” All right, I’ll give you that one, Teen Wolf. That line was actually pretty funny….except you really telling me all those nights spent in the school and he never went in the girls locker room?
  • Ugh:

How many times have they done this shot this season? 

  • How are Peter’s claws going through the ghost riders now? Like now they suddenly don’t have a corporeal form? 
  • Seriously, Teen Wolf: 
  • *Malia gets hurt* ..me:
  • And now Peter is screaming for Malia because he’s oh so concerned about what should realistically be a minor injury. This seems like a good place to stop. 

I’ll get to the second half soon. 

anonymous asked:

I just read your story and it's amazing!! 💗And I was just wondering if you could do a scene where Louis wants to be the big spoon for once? (Like a little ficlit?)

“Really?” Harry asks disbelievingly, one eyebrow raised. He leans back against the headboard, folding one of his arms behind his head just for the way Louis’ eyes dart to his biceps for a millisecond. “Really?”

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Missing Scenes Series

TV Show: Riverdale

Couple: Joaquin/Kevin

Rating: T

Summary: A new series focusing on filling in some of the missing scenes in Joaquin/Kevin’s relationship. Behind the cut, you’ll find Episode 4.

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                                              Chapter 1: Episode 4

   The movie was slightly better than Kevin expected. Not by much, though. He’d still rather be doing something more fun, but Veronica insisted and he was a sucker for a pretty face. Something he’d admit to, gladly. At least James Dean was a total hottie; that helped keep his attention.

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anonymous asked:

i just re watched beyond the mat and i think its very sweet that dean had just lost cas in the previous episode, and gets nervously flirty(?) around lawless - and then a season on got awkward and flirty around a waitress. just wanted to appreciate deans bi vibes with this ask but now im wondering if the writers are being constant w dean using coping mechanisms to avoid his worry about cas! :0

Hi!

Ahh, Beyond the mat, another fantastic Dabb episode :)

I mean, Dean’s coping mechanisms have been the same pretty much for the whole series which I really enjoy, it means it’s easier to pick up on the subtle evolution over time…

For me there are three main coping mechanisms for Dean: hunting, sex and food

In season 3 when he knows he is dying he goes straight to find the bendiest one night stand of his life, he eats cheeseburgers like there’s no tomorrow (because there isn’t) for example and hunts, hunts, hunts. These continue throughout the seasons but there is a steady, interesting change over time.

During the pestilence episode it’s hammered home to us what his coping mechanisms are in the fact that he doesn’t succumb because he is a whole heap of ‘nothing’ inside and suicidal… the metaphor is showing us that actually what he is desperate for is not to have these coping mechanisms.

We also know that Dean is a bit of a neat freak in his own space from s8 and glimpses into how he folds his clothes in the back of Baby in 12x04 etc. We also know that he is in fact an excellent cook, enjoys ‘nesting’ in the bunker, thinks Jeoffrey is a dick…

These are fantastic metaphors, even more so now in ‘season fanfic 12′, thanks to Dabb encouraging the use of past subtext on to another level, Chuck bless him. He’s used food, sex, hunting, cleanliness and so much more to show the nuances in Dean this season *whispers I love you Dabb*!

I’ll go into the sex part now as that’s what you prompted me about :)

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It’s really interesting to see how he interacts with his one night stands throughout the seasons and I think there is a really clear reading that is become more and more obvious, culminating with 12x18 with what it is showing the audience about Dean and his emotional side.

Now I’m going to delve into these one night stands a little deeper and it shows a clear arc for Dean…

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How Dean should come out on the Show...

I daydreamed this up at work whilst evidently not working and wanted to share it with you… If only I could pitch it to Andrew Dabb…

Okay so picture the scene. A generic MOTW episode with Sam and Dean and no Cas because he is off hunting Lucifer apparently (though since this is MY episode idea instead I am gonna say that the only reason Cas is sitting this one out is because he is currently visiting Claire and Jody for some R&R and the bros are stopping off to deal with this very minor hunt on the way to meet him and the girls. So THERE BOB SINGER.)

Anyway. The hunt is pretty straightforward, its either a Vamp, a standard salt and burn or I dunno, a Rugaru whatever you feel like. The monster isn’t important. What is important is that this is a DEAN centric episode.They roll up into this sleepy little mountain town somewhere in Colorado (or wherever, location isn’t important either) and go to interview the first witness. 

The first witness is a guy in his late thirties who clearly used to be a looker but the years have been hard on him. He can be anyone you wanna imagine. (preferably for me I’d say he’s dark haired and blue eyed but that’s my own preference *wink wink*.) the guy immediately recognises Dean. There goes the FBI cover story. Dean is completely taken back by this guy and gets kinda goofy around him much to Sam’s surprise and amusement. The guy (we’ll call him Jake) is really happy to see Dean and starts talking about how long it’s been and how he thought he’d never see him again after Dean left town. There is clearly a back story here hence why we get a nice close up shot of Dean’s face looking all sad and reminiscing before we cut to…

Young Dean, about 17 years old (played by Dylan Everett of course) is in the town with his dad and Sam whilst his dad deals with another hunt and he is skipping school. Through some consequence or another, Dean meets the younger version of Jake and they become friends. 

Throughout the episode, the story skips between the past and the present showing just how close Dean and Jake became as teenagers, though the subtext is obvious, the audience is still completely oblivious and thinks they are just friends. In the present time, Dean is obviously awkward around Jake and Sam continuously teases him and tries to get more info out of him about him and Jake’s past, since Dean never mentioned him to Sam. Jake outs himself as gay/bi pretty early in the episode in a similar way to how Jenna did in 11x02. It is never focused on, just mentioned in a passing comment about his “ex boyfriend” or something. No one even raises an eyebrow of course.

Jake either already knows they are hunters (maybe his family were the victims of whatever John was hunting in the past) or maybe he only found out now because he was a witness to the present day monster (or maybe the two monsters are connected who knows) but Jake is determined to help the boys in the case in present day. This leads to him getting hurt bad (maybe he dies but I hate that trope with a passion so since this is my story and not Bucklemmings the gay guy LIVES.) Dean is pretty broken up about it. He goes on about never bringing people with them into the hunt and how dangerous their lives are and this is why they can’t have relationships. Sam raises his eyebrows but doesn’t say anything. The Drs confirm that Jake will be okay but he is sleeping and Dean can’t deal with it. He leaves the hospital with Sam on his heel and gets into the Impala. 

Sam asks why they are leaving? doesn’t Dean wanna say goodbye to his friend?

Dean just shakes his head. They ganked the monster but someone got hurt once again. Its best if Jake just forgets he ever met Dean Winchester.

We cut back to the past. Dean is upset that he has to leave another town, another school, because his dad is taking him away again. Jake comes running up to him asking him whats wrong? that its okay because they can just meet up again? He can get a bus and visit Dean where he is moving to. But Jake of course doesn’t understand Dean’s life and it just makes him more upset. The two boys hug and when they pull apart Dean takes the initiative. He kisses him. There is no ambiguity about it. It is innocent and sweet and in no way platonic. The boys relationship was more than friendship all along. When they pull apart Dean tells Jake he will miss him and then he leaves. Young Jake is left watching as young Dean walks away from him. 

We cut back to present day Dean. Sitting behind the wheel of the impala clenching his jaw. He doesn’t say anything but Sam just looks at him with a sort of pity. Sam may not know the details of what happened between them like we as the audience do, but he knows something, because Sam always knows. The impala drives off into the night and we cut to credits. 

In the next episode everything is exactly has it always has been, Cas is in the next episode and acts as he always does. Nothing else is different, but suddenly the audience has a different perspective on everything they see. Because you see, Dean Winchester kissed a boy when he was 17, and therefore Dean Winchester has been bisexual all along. Nothing has changed, and yet everything has. 

:)

Malec First Date Part 3

a/n: whew! it’s about to get steamy as promised, and I don’t even feel bad. I mean, I might have to bathe in holy water tonight, but that’s the price I have to pay.

WARNING: NSFW (smut smut smut smut smut)

Alec’s large hands wrapped themselves around Magnus’ neck, pulling the warlock even closer. Magnus kissed him back, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. He tangled his fingers in Alec’s inky hair and pulled at the roots slightly, causing Alec to groan into his mouth. Alec’s tongue slipped into Magnus’ mouth. The warlock tasted like berries and mint, and Alec couldn’t get enough of it.

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Why The Fall is one of the bravest shows I’ve ever watched

The Fall is a show about a murderer and a policewoman but more than that it is a dirty, distorted mirror that reflects our opinions and expectations back on us, asking us if that first response is really the right one.

To say that Season 3 of BBCs The Fall has been divisive would be an understatement. Even within its own fanbase there have been those who felt that the pace (always achingly slow) had become preposterous, that the excitement had dwindled and that what they’d loved about Season 1 was gone by midway through Season 2. Those people are entitled to their view but twelve hours after watching the S3 finale and still rocked by what I witnessed, I just have to say how very impressed I am by the series in its’ entirety.

Under the cut (with some spoilers) are my thoughts on why The Fall is such important viewing and why I will go down shouting that it is one of the bravest, ballsiest things I have ever had the privilege to watch.

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