i just thought this was a cool moment

So late at night I was thinking about Lance, as one does, and I wondered…how much does the group know about Lance, really?

Because I realized that all of his most personal moments were by himself or with one other person and came just before something major happened so no one really had time to reflect on it.

Does everyone know how homesick Lance is? When everyone else–particularly Keith and Pidge–were having it out about home and families, Lance had already excused himself and was having a moment with Coran. Then the castle got blown up and Lance was injured, having shielded Coran from the blast. Coran never had time to talk about any of it; he and Hunk were in a pod to the Balmera before their moment could be spoken of. Did they ever revisit it? Did the group realize or have the time to learn that Lance had saved Coran, or did they just assume he got caught up in the blast by coincidence?

Did Keith ever mention that it was Lance’s plan that got their job done or was he distracted by “could I be Galra” thoughts?

Does anyone know that the reason Lance got stuck in the airlock was because he thought he heard Coran calling for help? Keith just found him there, and we never saw Lance telling him how it had happened. Was it ever brought up again?

When he has cool moments, does the team remember? Do they think about it? Shiro and Pidge saw him take that amazing shot, but Shiro is gone now. Does Pidge ever mention it? Does she ever think about how he stepped in for her back at the Garrison? Does Hunk think about that? If they do think about it, do they assume that Lance sees it, too?

Do they understand that he’s constantly willing to put his life on the line for people he’s never even known? That even though he’s sad and lonely and wants to go home, he keeps that inside and puts on a brave face so he can keep doing his part to save the universe? Even though he also thinks he’s not really contributing that much?

Does the group grasp how selfless and brave Lance is; do they see how little he thinks of himself; do they ever see what we’ve been seeing all along or have they just been getting tiny bits and pieces of the big picture that is Lance this entire time?

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Model Teddy Quinlivan comes out as transgender
She felt “a great sense of urgency” to speak out in America's current climate.

Model Teddy Quinlivan came out this week as a transgender woman, saying the current political climate inspired her to be public about her gender identity.

Now 23, Teddy says she began her transition at age 16, but has been presenting as a cisgender woman in the fashion world for fear of hurting her career. But a growing number of transgender models have paved the way for inclusion and acceptance in the industry, and she felt the time was right.

The 23-year-old Massachusetts native, who also walked for the likes of Carolina Herrera and Diane Von Furstenberg this week, said she felt “a great sense of urgency” given a recent spate of anti-trans violence, as well as the various ways in which President Donald Trump’s administration has rolled back rights for transgender Americans.

“We made an amazing progression under the Obama administration, and since the new administration took office there’s been a kind of backlash,” she said. “There’s been violence against transgender people ― particularly transgender women of color ― since before I even knew what transgender was. I’m very fortunate to be in [a] position [that] I never really thought I would be. It’s really important to take advantage of a time like this.” […]

“I think one of the ways we can help people in the trans community is to give them a platform,” she told CNN. “The fashion industry dictates what’s in fashion, what’s cool, what’s acceptable. It’s not just about who’s walking fashion shows … it’s about who’s on every newsstand in the country.”

Congratulations and thank you for this important moment, Teddy. 

one of my favorite moments in baby driver is when they play baby’s ‘was he slow’ mixtape and everyone goes from being ready to murder baby to being really, really embarrassed for him. bats looks like he can’t even comprehend what he’s hearing. buddy looks personally betrayed that he thought baby was cool when he was actually just a lame nerd this whole time. kevin spacey can barely look at him, and when he does, his expression screams  ‘i can’t believe i ever called you my crime-son. i did not raise you to be this way.’

meanwhile darling’s just over in the corner like ‘THIS IS MY JAAAAAAM’

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“This gift that you gave me for my birthday. You never got to tell me why you gave it to me or what it means… but I think I know. I think that you appreciate that there are extraordinary men and women and… extraordinary moments when history leaps forward on the backs of these individuals. That what can be imagined can be achieved… that you must dare to dream… but that there’s no substitute for perseverance and hard work… and teamwork… because no one gets there alone. And that, while we commemorate the greatness of these events and the individuals who achieve them, we cannot forget the sacrifice of those who make these achievements and leaps possible.”

“I just thought it was a pretty cool key chain.”

Ok like we have Yuri being seen as cute by Otabek but like… what if Yuri found subtle things that Otabek does as sorta cute?

For example Otabek in practice successfully does a jump and does that little baby fist bump. Otabek is so stoic but Yuri can see his happiness and think it’s pure.

Or Otabek gets super excited about something but doesn’t want to show too much of it. Though Yuri can see right through and just sees how endearing it is. He loves that sorta childish excitement from Otabek.

Easily one of the most interesting Faustus interps I’ve seen recently was a local college production where the demons DIDNT just immediately, violently drag Faust to hell in the last scene.

Instead, as the clock was approaching midnight, soft music started playing ((Non Je Ne Regrette Rein by Edith Piaf)), and a spotlight fell on Mephistopheles, who had been standing downstage for most of the scene, hidden in darkness.

He walked across the stage, where the actor playing Faust was. He was kneeling, face in hands, openly weeping, and Mephistopheles helped him to his feet. And then they started to slow dance.

Mephistopheles was clearly leading, and Faust was just kinda slumped over on him, with his face buried in his neck, not really moving as much. And it’s all like, really genuinely tender? You get the impression that Mephistopheles is trying to make Faust’s last moments at least somewhat peaceful.

And then, as the song is getting to the last part, you see this circular red outline appear under them. It starts out really dim, but as the song draws to a close, it gets brighter and brighter. And then, during the last lines of the song, Mephistopheles let’s go of Faustus and steps out of the circle. And THAT is when Faust gets dragged to hell. The red circle starts to lower down into the stage, and you see all these hands begin to reach up and grab at Faust and at the edges of the circle. And Mephistopheles just watches. Calmly.

The stage closed back up. Faust is gone. Mephistopheles just kinda saunters over to Fausts bed and sits down on it. Then after a few seconds, the scholars come in and give their whole shpeal. However, when they go to leave, Mephistopheles gets up and follows them. Just as the Second Scholar is about to exit, Mephistopheles whispers something seductively in his ear. The scholar pauses for a moment, shakes his head, and leaves.

Chorus. End. That’s it.

The entire thing was an odd mix of tender and spooky, and it’s almost hard to get a read on what the director was going for. But I still thought it was incredibly cool.

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Scully: I actually was thinking about, uh… this gift that you gave me for my birthday. You never got to tell me why you gave it to me or what it means, but I think I know. I think that you appreciate that there are extraordinary men and women and extraordinary moments when history leaps forward on the backs of these individuals, that what can be imagined can be achieved, that you must dare to dream, but that there’s no substitute for perseverance and hard work and teamwork because no one gets there alone; and that, while we commemorate the… the greatness of these events and the individuals who achieve them, we cannot forget the sacrifice of those who make these achievements and leaps possible.

Mulder: I just thought it was a pretty cool keychain.  

I thought Atomic Blonde was a visually cool movie to watch, it was much more engaging than other spy movies and had great twists, I liked the costumes, and I liked the fighting scenes and the moments of comedy. But I’m not going to ignore that the fact that they fridge a woc in a sexual way just to further develop a white woman’s pain and humanity is shitty! And that Tough Cold White Woman Who Kicks Ass isn’t something that hasn’t been done before, even if it hasn’t been done to death like its male counterparts! We’ve seen it! I’m not going to lie and say that to some degree I didn’t enjoy it, but it’s really not that progressive! Stop pretending it is, and stop speaking over gay/bi women of color who are calling it for what it is.

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gal_gadot: Surreal for real 😳 👻😜💃🏻 Patty and I went straight to Times Square after landing in NYC . We thought we can keep our coolness but I guess we just can’t 😛 there’s moments in life when everything feels like a dream . This was certainly one of these moments. #blessed #wonderwoman#moviecomesoutjune2#dreamscometrue #excited #grateful

i keep forgetting andrew’s not just some cool and collected character

i wonder if he has some mundane moments that everyone goes through

  • probably bites his tongue at some point and internally suffers 
  • imagine him tripping over his own foot or the cats
  • eats ice cream too fast and get a brain freeze
  • SHAMPOO IN HIS EYES
  • hiccups and holds his breath in order to try and stop it- even if it doesn’t work
  • suddenly sneezes loudly in a quiet moment that makes neil and the cats jump 
  • accidentally choking on water 
  • mentally cursing the gods whenever the toothpaste on his toothbrush falls into the sink right after he closes the toothpaste tube
  • pouring cereal into his bowl before realizing theyre out of milk bc some kid used it all up this morning
    • spoiler, its neil
Davai! (Or why Otayuri actually wins the world)


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I’ve been thinking a lot about this comment of Kubo-sensei’s. It’s just the most adorable thing I have read in a while. I am not the biggest Otayuri fan, but only mostly because they’re seriously too young for me at this point. I do like their tandem, however, and I am enjoying the attention they are getting recently with the official photos and everything.

This comment, though, just paints such a cute picture for me: Otabek as a god of victory, like a mystical butterfly who ignores and flits past everyone else but chooses to rest on one particular mortal’s shoulder and bless him with strength and victory.

Listen, this is what is great about what Kubo-sensei said. Yuuri Katsuki has the gold rings that connect him to Viktor as his lucky charm - we know this. BUT! Yuri Plisetsky’s lucky charm, on the other hand, is Otabek Altin.

Yuri’s a great character. He is an angry teenager, but also a talented one who has big dreams and the actual skills to achieve those dreams. From the very beginning, we know this. It was even a point he has above Yuuri Katsuki.

He aims to win and does not see what others might consider obstacles. So what if it will be his first Grand Prix? He’s awesome. He won the juniors series. He can win as a senior, too.

Yuri, however, is also very immature. He is pretty poor at expressing himself and seems to shortcut through having to process most personal encounters and interactions by just being angry all the time. Affection for others embarrasses him, which is why he gets so high-strung around Viktor and Yuuri.

(I can’t really blame the kid, though. Those two just have no chill. They’re embarrassing.)

Interestingly though, Yuri seemed to calm down after Otabek came in the picture. It’s a complete 180. Yuri still had that passion, but somehow it became more tempered, less angry and more focused - so much so that the moment Otabek came in, Yuri broke a world record and then proceeded to win his first Grand Prix Final.

I am not saying that it is Otabek’s doing, like an actual god of victory. That would be ridiculous, and it’s more an expression than anything else. The timing is just pretty neat, and isn’t that how people develop lucky charms in the first place? You happen to have them right at the moment of a great win. It is also not as if Otabek was completely useless. He did provide a friend to Yuri, who thus far had been going on without someone he can actually call a friend. Everyone around him were either older than him, a competitor, a mentor or a teacher. I think Otabek calmed Yuri down by reminding him that he can just be himself… well, a cool version of himself anyway. Yuri actually sort of acted his age with Otabek around. For instance, this?

I thought Yuri was kind of cool-guy-posing here - you know, acting chill, even looks kind of smug. Lol, this reminded me so much of my younger brother when he was about Yuri’s age. He was such a useless brat at home and was pissed off at everything and nothing 99% of the time, but the moment his friends came over or one of them called him on the phone, he sort of became this cool version of himself - wittier, sharper, less fidgety. Lmao, his voice even became deeper. Smh at these boys…

What I also love about Otabek’s character is that he reminds us of Yuri’s name. Names are a big deal, okay, and I thought that Yuri being Yurio was kind of like him being a secondary character to Yuuri Katsuki - Yuuri #2, if you will. Ever since episode 2, Yuri is Yurio, and for every episode hence, he is Yurio. It was actually a bit of a shock to me when Otabek yelled this out in episode 11:

I was literally, “Oh yeah, that’s Yurio’s name.” I know Yakov and Lilia call Yurio by his name, but somehow it was when Otabek was calling him by this did Yurio become Yuri to me again. My theory is that it is Otabek’s manner, this I-know-you-call-him-Yurio-and-I-don’t-care-because-his-name-is-Yuri attitude he has going, that is somehow more convincing than anyone else. It is as if no one else matters in his world than Yuri Plisetsky. It is ridiculous to call him by anything other than his name because to Otabek, Yuri is Yuri #1. He probably calls Yuuri “the other Yuri”, “the Japanese Yuri” or just plain “Katsuki”.

So yeah, Otabek enters Yuri’s life and now Yuri has that source of affirmation that is outside family, who is a peer and even a close contemporary. He is no longer fighting alone. Yuri’s a strong guy, but he is still a kid, and at that age people can be quite vulnerable. No 15-year-old is so self-sufficient and self-confident that they can stand on their own at all times - at least not to my knowledge. That is why I love this friendship and why I love that Otabek came along. I think his coming triggered something that Yuri has long been building throughout the series but has yet to stabilize - his strength, his growth, his maturity as a skater as well as a person.

And actually, Yuri did win in the end. I think the series did not celebrate Yuri’s win enough and admittedly, even I was on such a high during those last weeks of the show that I could not be happy for him all that much. Episode 11? I couldn’t get over Yuri’s world record; I did not want to see Viktor dethroned. By episode 12, I still couldn’t look Yuri in the face. I was bitter about his world record and I was bitter about Yuuri Katsuki not winning the Grand Prix.

BUT, it’s time to face it: Yuri Plisetsky is amazing. He won the GPF on his senior debut. He beat a world record. His coach is obviously grooming him to be the next Viktor Nikiforov, and actually, the series has been hinting at it before hitting us on the face with it in episode 11 - Yuuri Katsuki is not the next Viktor Nikiforov, but Yuri Plisetsky is. What is more amazing is that he might even surpass Viktor, especially with Yuuri Katsuki as his main rival. Viktor never really had that one rival to push him up further than he thinks he can. We are told that his wins had wide margins from his other competitors. Viktor only had himself to beat each and every time. Yuri, on the other hand, won by a hair’s width and he knows it. He is even more driven now. He will push himself harder than Viktor ever had pushed himself, and that just might tip the scale a little bit more to future Yuri’s favor.

As for Otabek? Nah, he actually does not need to do anything. He is a lucky charm; he just needs to exist. With him around, Yuri is stable, and that’s all that this talented monster skater needs really.

Lol, look at this guy just watching his favorite so proudly:

“I’m not really needed here, but fuck if I’m not staying put to watch and join the cheering.”

Otayuri actually has a lot more going for them, future-wise. They are young, they are talented, and where Viktor and Yuuri are still struggling and see-sawing between victories and losses, Otayuri actually kept a steady climb. We already know and mentioned Yuri’s wins, but Otabek was also actually that steady character from the very beginning who skated well without question and was even the first to qualify for the GPF.

So, yes. In case you are asking, Otayuri is, in fact, the real power couple of the show.

Lmao, TL;DR - Otayuri just trumped Viktuuri and ultimately even stole their gold. The secondary OTP lowkey just beat the main OTP and I, albeit a hardcore Viktuuri shipper and just an Otayuri bystander at best, still find that really hilarious.

i was just looking over the screencaps i used earlier and

okay this is just is so endearing to me, the fact he points out it’s cool too like he didn’t have to say that or add in he thought it was cool, but he did and it says so much about him. i laugh fondly right now because i just cannot help but be reminded of these moments: 

That Should Say McCall. (Scott McCall Imagine)

Season 6 does not exist in this because I want my babies to be happy.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! (Just bear with me) 

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Scott couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment he knew that he was completely in love with you. Maybe it was when you always thought he was cool even back then prior to the bite. Maybe it was when the Alpha Pack threatened your life. Maybe it was when he bit you to keep you from dying in his arms, the same way his first love did. Maybe it was when you noticed your eyes glowed a nearly scarlet color and Deaton explained to Scott that it was because you were bitten by your mate. Even though the moment he realized his love for you was unclear, Scott knew that he loves you now. 

But even through these indications and even with your heightened senses, you were completely and utterly blind. Even when Malia would point out Scott’s rising heartbeat or when your eyes mysteriously were scarlet, you still could not figure out that Scott McCall was in love with you. 

“You should tell her.” Stiles encouraged his best friend. Lydia and Malia nodded in agreement. “I mean, (Y/N)’s got a big brain but she can’t put together this puzzle.” 

“Not only because she’s oblivious but because so many guys are planning to ask her to out.” Lydia added. “She’s single but supernaturally, she isn’t.” 

“I’m not marking her.” Scott, the forever gentlemen, scoffed. The bell rang and Stiles pulled his friend along with him. 

“Your time’s ticking away, Scott.” Stiles shook his friend, trying to shake some courage into him. 

You were already in your biology class. With the big letters of POP QUIZ written on the board, you decided to do extra studying. Your nose was pressed so far into the book, you didn’t see Scott and Stiles enter. You also didn’t see Stiles scrambling to a seat behind you and Scott basically rush into the empty seat next to you before some lacrosse player occupied it. But you did hear the slight warning growl coming from your alpha. 

You pried your eyes away from your book and raised an eyebrow, questioningly, at Scott. But before you could verbally tease him about it, your teacher started passing out the quiz. 

As you began your test, you realized Stiles had been coughing and clearing his throat excessively which obviously distracted you for he did it rather loudly. You and Scott glanced at each other for a split second but you quickly looked away, feeling heat rushing to your face. Scott, on the other hand, turned slightly to his friend and glared while Stiles returned two thumbs up.

Scott took a deep breath and tapped your arm. You gave him a confused look but he just looked over at your paper. “Scott, stop trying to cheat.” You whispered. 

“I’m not…” Scott replied but was shushed by the teacher. After a few moments, he whispered again. “I saw a mistake on your paper.” 

Your eyes widened as you scanned your paper. “Where? I don’t see-” 

Scott smirked, even though you couldn’t see him. He looked up and made sure the teacher’s back was turned a different direction. He reached over and pointed at your name. 

“Uh… what?” You inquired, looked at your alpha. 

That Should Say McCall.” Scott and you kept your eyes on each other before the teacher separated the two of you. 

After class, the two of you met outside the classroom. “I was not aware that my name is now (Y/N) McCall.” You sassed. Scott wrapped his arms around you.

“Oh good you told her!” Lydia smiled. 

“Finally, we can stop pretending that we don’t know they’re mates.” Malia grinned. You perked up at that. 

“Wait what?” You asked, looking at Scott for an explanation.

“It’s a long story but before i explain that, I just have to-” He then pulled you in for a long awaited kiss. 

“Looks like he’s going to mark her.” Stiles muttered to the two ladies.

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“You’ve always stayed far away from the Kingsnakes, the coldblooded gang that runs the dark heart of your city. That is until your life collides with the intriguing and dangerous Jung Hoseok.”

pairing: hoseok x reader
word count: 13.5k
genre: gang!au, smut

part one | two | three | four

warnings: dom!Hoseok, demeaning names, oral, public sex



You knee bounced up and down nervously. An hour had passed and still no reply from Hoseok. You bit back a sigh, regretting sending that ‘What are you doing tonight?’ message to him. You felt like an idiot, worse yet, a desperate idiot.

You cringed, remembering the hope that had sprung in your chest as you boldly fired off that text to Hoseok. You had honestly expected him to reply back straight away, conveying some kind of interest, wanting you as badly as you wanted him. Instead, you had nothing but stifling silence.

“Are you liking the film?” Taehyung leaned over and whispered, his eyes were full of concern and you gave him a weak smile in return. “It’s just a little bit scary,” You lied. He nodded and offered you a warm smile. “I’ll protect you,” He said reassuringly. Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you felt your heart leap in your chest. “Thanks Tae,” You responded faintly, staring straight at the TV until Taehyung glanced away from you, focusing on the movie again. 

Struggling to stay calm, you glanced down surreptitiously at your phone, feeling your heart race in your chest. There was a message notification, from a string of numbers- someone who wasn’t in your contacts. 

It was him. Hoseok.

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In Regards To Red Paladin Lance

Lance rushes into the red illuminated cockpit in giddy excitement. He was full of nothing but pride and happiness as he feels the purr of Red resonate within his mind. 

“I’m so glad you accepted me Red.” He smiled as he sat down into the pilot chair.

But of course cub, you have the potential even if for just the moment until I can have my paladin back. 

“Of course, I love Blue too much to stay but I’m so happy I was worthy enough for you” He chuckles.

He sits there in silence as he lets Red walk through their new fresh bond. He feels sadden by the lack of Blue’s cool presences now lingering dully in the back of his mind. He finds comforting knowing this won’t be permanent but that doesn’t stop him from missing his favorite girl.

His thoughts are stopped by the soft warm feeling of Red. Right, he thought, let’s focus on the important situation right now.

Shiro is still missing and it was decided that Keith was to pilot Black since Shiro had said so. That had left Red needing a pilot and Allura and Keith had decided that the best bet would be Lance. 

Lance was surprised and honored to be considered to pilot Red and even more elated when Red had accepted him with more than just the circumstance.

He was honored to be in this position as the Red Paladin. It’s the strong position, the awesome one. He’ll finally get all the fame and glory and attention that Keith gets….

“That’s right…” He looks down at the glowing red panel of alien controls as he speaks to Red. “Keith was your paladin first…”

At this point he’s talking more to himself than Red. “It’s just like the Garrison…”

“I’m just Keith’s replacement….”

“Again….”

And he fails to hear the concerning purrs from Red and the faint desperate pleas from Blue.  

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What do you think it'd be like if one of the Rogue One members had survived? How would that effect the original trilogy and how would they cope with everything?

Cassian didn’t talk, at first. There didn’t seem anything else to say.

.

Mothma came at some point. Cassian woke up and she was at his bedside, sitting ramrod-straight, so very tall and white, even moreso washed out by the lights of the medbay. (She made him think of the columns on Imenthe—natural salt deposits like spires, like teeth ringing the great and violent sea. He killed a man there, got blood on all that white, white salt. And afterward he had sat in the sand, watched the tide come in and wash it all away.

Mon Mothma always made him think of Imenthe.)

She was studying his face now, and Cassian raised his eyebrows at her. She smiled a little. “Ah, Captain. I—have spent the last half-hour trying to decide what I would say.” 

She was quiet a moment, then the smile turned rueful. “I’m still not certain whether there is anything I could say.”

Cassian snorted, shut his eyes again. After a moment, he felt a very cool hand pressed to his forehead. “Cassian,” Mothma said, and there was something almost human in her voice, a thing like kindness. “Cassian, you saved us. How will we ever repay you?”

The meddroid had been very clear, he wasn’t supposed to move unassisted. Cassian risked it to turn his head away, screwing his eyes so tightly shut that he could see those little floating stars flare to life behind his eyelids.

Mothma drew her hand away. 

He heard her stand, the chair scraping a little as she did. “Bodhi Rook was released from bacta suspension last night,” she said, and her voice was cool again, impersonal. “He is expected to make a full recovery. The technicians are still working to fully recover K-2SO’s backup, but…I believe this means you were more than just successful in your mission, Captain. You brought everyone home.

“I thought you might be interested to know,” Mothma added after a moment. Her boots made a sharp, clipped noise on the stone floor, and then she was gone. 

Cassian went back to sleep.

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(He only vaguely remembers what happened after Scarif. The adrenaline wore away quickly after Krennic was dead, and in its place came a rising pain, pain like the firestorm that engulfed Jedha. By the time they stumbled from the lifttube, Jyn was the only thing holding him upright; Jyn was telling him, cassian cassian c’mon, just a little farther, okay? just a little—it’ll be over soon, you can rest, I’ll let you rest, just—just—

But the rest is a scattered succession of images, half-memories: the sound of a ship’s engine overhead, and Jyn shouting here, we’re here!, a heavy weight on Cassian’s chest and screams he couldn’t make out (was that him screaming?) too much pain—he thinks he passed out once or twice; someone asking for his medical history and Cassian slurring, ask kaytoo, he keeps my records, before remembering—

I can’t feel my legs, he said at one point, he remembers that. Jyn’s face swimming into his vision, the red of blood streaked across her cheek. I can’t…that’s not good, is it, if I can’t…

Flickering lights, medical jargon he couldn’t understand. Someone saying spine, and spine again. (Every time he shut his eyes he could feel himself falling again, the whip-bang of the metal landing—) His spine again. Jyn’s voice, high and tight, saying yes, okay, yes. do whatever you have to.

When he woke up in the medbay on Yavin, he was alone.)

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Cassian’s dreams were confused, a muddled haze of dead sentients clawing at his skin and his mother’s face—out of focus, distant and cold as a moon; he barely remembered enough of her to dream it anymore—and then suddenly, a cool pressure on his mind, rippling outwards. He was standing at the edge of a vast ocean, breathing in the cold tang of salt and the water. 

It was quiet.

He exhaled, and then he was lying in the medbay, and the sound of waves beating against the shore was just the thrum of blood in his ears.

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Prompt: “Kiss me.” 
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As soon as they get out of the car, Dean wonders why the hell they thought this would be a good idea. Maybe he’d known from the beginning that this was crazy but he just didn’t want to admit it to himself. It was the price he had to pay for bragging about having a date to Benny and pretty much everyone in his birthplace. He’d ended up begging Castiel to pretend to be his boyfriend- some people already mistook them for a couple anyways, so he thought it wouldn’t be too hard. Now he feels like he might have been wrong.

“Maybe we should just leave.” He says as he stands beside Castiel. “I’m sorry for dragging you into all this.” Dean stares at the festival lights spread all through the large trees in the backyard and feels his hands shaking a little. “Or I’ll just tell everyone that I-”

“Dean,” Castiel says and looks at him thoughtfully. “I told you it’s alright. It will be fine, trust me.” He holds out his hand to him, nodding at the field with tables and many people. “Let’s go.”

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Butterfly Wings

Hunk:
Lance and Hunk had been roommates for almost a month now.
Hunk had been surprised by just how well him and the loud happy go lucky guy had gotten along.
It was almost like Lance decided the two would be friends and that was that.
From the way the two acted around each other you would think they had been friends for years.
There was a kind of comfortable intimacy that few had.
However there was one thing that Hunk had always been a bit worried about.
Lance had never changed in front of him.
Most would just assume that Lance was a shy guy.
But not Hunk, Hunk knew Lance and he was anything but shy.
Plus he couldn’t shake the feeling it had something to do with their first meeting where Hunk had admitted to being bisexual.
Now every time Lance took his pile of clothes to the bathroom to get changed, Hunk felt a stab of anxiety.
“See you in a bit buddy.” Lance said as he left the room to change into his Pjs.
“H-hang on a second.” Hunk stood up from his bed. He was pale and his hands were shaking.
Lance realised something was wrong and placed his clothes down. “Hunk whats wrong?” He asked in concern.
“I… Im going to ask for a room change.” Hunk stared at his feet. He expected Lance to laugh maybe even get mad.
What he didn’t expect was silence.
Hunk looked up and suddenly felt like his heart was in a vice.
Lance was staring at him in shock with silent tears falling down his cheeks.
“L-Lance?” Hunk reached out towards him but Lance stepped back.
“Fine! If that’s what you want!” He snapped grabbing the pile and running from the room slamming the door behind him.
Hunk stood there in shock for a moment with only the sound of his own heart beating.
He had never imagined such a reaction. He thought Lance would be relieved to be rid of him not… Upset.
Hunk spied Lance’s clothes left abandoned on his bed and sighed. He’ll need them…
Even if Lance was mad at him Hunk wouldn’t let him spend the night without his pjs.
He picked them up and headed to the closest block of bathrooms.
“Lance you forgot your-” Hunk cut off when he saw Lance.
He was shirtless and his back him showing pale blotches covering his pale skin.
Lance spun round in surprise showing his chest and arms were also covered in the pale patches.
His eyes were wide like a deer caught in headlights.
“H-hunk…” Lance sounded so small and vulnerable that Hunk didn’t hesitate to grab him and pull him into a bone crushing hug.
“So I’m guessing this is why you never changed in front of me?” Hunk asked softly.
Lance nodded burying his face in the crook of his neck. “I couldn’t bare if you laughed at me.”
“Why would I laugh at you? It’s just Vitiligo right? Your ok?” He asked.
Lance was quiet for a moment before nodding “yeah it’s Vitiligo … not many people know what it is.”
“Yeah well my dad has it. And here I thought that you didn’t want to change in front of me because I’m Bi”
Lance looked up before before bursting out laughing “dude why would I care about that, I’m pan.”
“Oh” Hunk started laughing along with him.
“So we cool dude?” Lance asked after a while.
“Yeah, your not getting rid of me that easily.”

Context: So we froze this very evil but very very stupid and nuts man using a ravage. We were talking to him about finding the general (who we needed). During the conversation, he would effortlessly break his arm out of the ice to scratch his nose and such but returned to his prior position, still believing he was frozen.

At one point he completely
breaks out of the ice and moves to where he was before, where his building plans were.

Him: “Oh, shit, I need to work!”

Me: “But I thought you were frozen?”

Him: “OH GOD YOU’RE RIGHT.”

He proceeds to use the saw he was using to cut the wood to cut his hand off.

Him: “You go work, I gotta be frozen!”

The hand scampers off with the saw to continue cutting the wood. He returns to his previous spot and position to talk to us again. We stare in disbelief for a moment.

Duskblade: “I don’t think he has a long even memory or attention to remember he was frozen.”
Me: “Let’s just keep reminding him until we leave…”