i know this interview is old but i love this cast

vld cast as monsters


  • So Keith’s a witch 
    • “Not a warlock, you dumbass, a witch. I don’t need entrails to actually do things, read a book for fucks sake.”
    • In case you didn’t notice, he gets all miffed about the comparison 
  • Allura’s a sorceress
    • The main difference is Keith basically needs a spell book (Lance calls it his cookbook, since he never really ‘casts’ things, just bakes potions) 
    • Allura doesn’t need a book, but she does have to say enchantments
  • Shiro’s a zombie
    • His family adopted Keith
    • Then a few years later he died
    • Keith went all witchy tying to get him back.
      • Obviously, Mr. and Mrs. Shirogane flipped but, eh, they got their son back so no biggie
    • TBH tho Shiro’s lost his arm so many time’s now that Keith’s given up on sewing a new one on him and just got him a prosthetic
  • Hunks a werewolf, comes from big family of them
  • Shay and her brother are were’s, too, but they were Turned, not born
    • Hunk’s family (nobles) don’t give a crap about all that
    • So they took Rax and Shay in when they could
  • Coran’s a seer
    • He’s prophetic and can actually tell what’s going on past all the illusions and glamour thrown around
    • Save for that, Coran’s normal
    • He met Alfor a little after Allura’s mom died and they kind of hit it off
      • He’s pretty much her second dad
  • Lance is mer
    • No, they don’t have tails 
      • they evolved from that eons ago, duh
      • They just control water and have gills, so they move the currents underwater to swim
    • His family lives by the beach near campus so everyone visits often
      • It’s funny cause Allura and Lance’s twin often try and see who can bewitch more people during parties
        • It’s crazy and Coran nearly dies every time
  • Matt’s a ghost
    • He didn’t die, he’s just in a coma, has been in one for a year or so now
    • He hangs out everyone since…
    • …Well…
    • …Let’s just say Keith done fucked up 
    • So now Matt’s tied to the college campus!
    • And he can’t leave whatsoever!
    • Great, huh?
      • “Keith, what the fuCK?!!!”
  • Speaking of college, everyone’s in the same fraternity … sorority … thing ..
    • Well, there’s no gender separation 
    • So it’s just everyone in the same building 
      • As they try not to kill each other and
        • Or blow up the entire campus
  • So one of the most annoying things they all have to deal with is Pidge
  • Kinda
    • So, Pidge is human and doesn’t know about the supernatural
      • Obviously
    • But because Pidge is mortal, they can’t find out about, well, everything
    • But they kinda did?
    • Oops
  • Anyways, it all started when Hunk and Lance brought Pidge home for a project
    • And Matt flipped his shit
      • “…Huh, now that you mention it, she does kind of look like you.”
    • So of course now everything is awkward
    • Hunk is all careful around Pidge, never really talking about his dorm and shit
    • Lance honestly didn’t change cause he’s an awesome liar 
      • Siblings + blackmail = a 100% guarantee he won’t spill the beans 
      • But Pidge will just suddenly look at him, all judgmental and stuff and he’s just like
      • Sweating bullets, like, what the fUCk Hunk how do you deal with this??
      • “I’m feeling something?? is this guilt??? why do I feel guilt?!?!?!”
    • Then there’s Allura and Shiro, who happen to be in a poly relationship with Matt as of second semester
    • One time Shiro almost spills the beans
      • “Honestly, your nothing like your broth - brochure! ….You’re nothing like your brochure?”
      • “…Thank you?”
      • *Allura screaming in the bg*
    • Eventually they all get over it and Pidge is allowed back in the dorm
      • Cause, ya know, they kicked them out for a bit
        • “This place is awesome! How do you apply?”
        • “………. Uh, I don’t really know, Hunk, uh … Lance?”
        • “Ya know, Hunk’d know more about it. He’s the one that got Shay and Rax in.”
        • “What?! I … RAX! Come explain?”
        • “…..fuck.”
    • And now Pidge just frequents the place
    • Sure, there’s weird things going on every other second
      • Like that one closet that Keith won’t let anyone into
      • Or when Shay and Rax get all crabby at random times of the month
      • Or like people including non existent entities in on conversations
      • Or perhaps those moments when random things start to move 
      • “… Why did that mug just … ??? … you know what? Fuck it. Hunk! Come here, I wanna blow shit up!”
    • Everyone manages to keep them in the dark for a whole six months
    • It’s a big project, just keeping Pidge from figuring things out
      • The main problem is because they’re fucking smart and don’t believe in coincidences
        • “No, Pidge, that glass didn’t move. Are you feeling okay?”
        • “No, Pidge, you didn’t just see Allura jump from the second story down without breaking a leg.”
        • “No, Pidge, Keith just really likes his book. Okay. He really likes his book.”
          • “…Is it some kinda kink?”
          • “…Sure. Yeah, let’s go with that.”
            • “Lance, why the fuck does Pidge think I have a fucking book kink?!!”
    • Allura casts a few masking spells and Keith manages to brew a few sealing potions for certain … areas of the dorm
      • But Pidge is sneaky
      • Not to mention immune to Wolfsbane
        • “What the literal fUCK?”
        • “Come on, it can’t be that bad.”
          • Te-he, it’s that bad
            • “Wolfsbane is the basis of all things, the foundation, the - the - the … the flour in cookies!! You can’t just leave the flour out of cookies!!”
            • “…You can still make cookies without flour.”
            • “But they’ll be fucking terrible cookies!”
    • Lance smooth talks them out of a few things, too
    • Turns up the charm and Mer’s his way outta things
      • At least, he tries to
      • But Pidge is ace
      • They don’t feel sexual attraction
        • “I can’t do anything! My voice doesn’t work, my charms don’t work, hell, I could flash them and they wouldn’t react.”
        • “Oh trust me, they’d react.”
    • And now Shay and Rax have to come up with stories about all their pills
    • Hunk, the lovable jerk, doesn’t need pills
      • But he does need to explain how he can grow a full on beard in two days
        • “…Blame my mom?”
    • Coran stops doing his freaky glowing eyes thing 
      • Well, he tries
      • He has a few … episodes when Pidge is around and boy
      • Those were fun to cover up
      • Turns out Pidge now thinks Coran’s big into theater and bright blue contacts
    • Even Shiro takes a few precautions
      • He re-sews his stitches nightly so they don’t fly off in the middle of Taco Tuesday
      • He drinks those disgusting potions Keith makes
        • “They keep your body healthy!”
        • “They taste like butt, Keith, like butt.”
      • He spritiz himself in perfume after Pidge notes that he “kinda smells like the earth
        • “Pfft! Smells like the earth? Yeah, that’s eau de coffin.”
        • “Matt, shut up.”
  • In the end, it’s actually Keith who finally spills their secret
    • You see … he and Lance were kind of making out
    • And Mer’s kinda … sorta … glow when they release endorphins
    • So Pidge walks into the living room unannounced and there’s Lance just
    • Sitting there
    • Glowing like a fucking angler fish
  • Covers blown just like that
  • They actually take it really well
    • “… So Lance is a mermaid?”
    • “Kinda.”
    • “And Allura’s a sorceress who’s over ten thousand years old?”
    • “Sort of.”
    • “And Shiro’s dead?”
    • “Oh definitely.”
    • “…Okay.”
  • So, yeah, Pidge now knows what’s going on around the house
  • And after a few quick spells, courtesy of Allura, they can see all the ~magic~ (rainbow, shiny, sparkly) they couldn’t before
    • That also means they can now see the fact that Keith has freaky ass veins after he brews a few potions
    • He can also see Lance’s gills
    • Oh, and the fact that Allura’s hair is fucking silver
      • “Holy shIT! ow the hell did I miss this?!!!”
        • “Uh, hello, Pidge, it’s me, Matt, you haven’t seen me in a year.”
  • But, of course, since Pidge knows now….
    • Hehehe
    • Oh boy
    • Buckle up, everyone
  • First come the questions
  • Everyone, and I mean everyone, had an hour long interrogation interview on how the hell they got away with all this shit
    • It involves lots of secrets, the occasional assassination, and  ~magic~ (rainbow, shiny, sparkly)
  • After that, Pidge pulled Shiro aside and had him explain how the fuck he’s alive
      • “So Keith … dug you up and force fed you a radioactive cockroach?”
  • Then comes Lance’s weird ass explanation of his powers
    • “Let’s see, I can make myself seem beautiful, though I already am~~~, I can breathe underwater, I can force involuntary drownings-”
    • “WHAT?!”
    • “-I can pitch my voice up to a C9, which is awesome cause it’s not even on the keyboard, and …. oh! And I can make people fall in love with me! That one’s fun.”
      • Which then, of course, leads to the awkward explanation of how he and Keith got together
        • “So, let me get this straight, you had a crush on him and he had a crush on you.”
        • “Yup.”
        • “But neither of you knew so Keith gave you a love potion, which then spurred you into pulling your charms and forcing him to fall in love with you.”
        • “Uh-huh.”
        • “And then he thought you didn’t like him so he voodoo’d you both?”
        • “Yup.”
        • “And now you’re technically soulmates with bound hearts?”
        • “Yeah … is that weird?”
        • “No, no, it’s perfectly normal - of course it’s weird, good god what the literal fuCK Keith?!”
  • They question Hunk next
    • The most they manage to get out of him as to how he does what he does it magic (~rainbow, shiny, sparkly~)
    • Shay and Rax don’t fair well, either
      • “I think I’d be more concerned about turning into an over glorified Chihuahua rather than exactly how it happens.”
      • “Speak for yourself. I always thought of myself as a Shih Tzu.”
  • Pidge tried with Allura but she dove right into runes and spells and they just zoned her out after fifteen minutes
  • Keith didn’t fair well either
    • “Why are you purple again?”
    • “…It’s an after effect.”
  • All in all:
    • Everyone is crazy
    • Allura and Lance blow up half of campus trying to make magical lush products
      • “Too much bomb, not enough bath.”
      • “Shut UP, Lance.”
    • Keith raised the dead
    • Again
    • Hunk accidentally runs around campus as both a wolf and a very, very naked man in the same night
      • Pidge was chasing after him with a net
    • Shay and Rax convince everyone to play spin the bottle and it ends with Keith and Lance actively making out in the corner while Shiro strips
    • Matt has managed to accidentally get kids ‘expelled’ ten different times due to his inadvertent need to poltergeist
    • Coran sees the future twice in one day and each time it included chicken nuggets, a thong, and one of Shiro’s detached limbs
    • They nearly destroy the world five times and save it once
    • That involved ketchup, a fourth wall break, and a klance fanfic written by Shay and Pidge

anonymous asked:

so i was reading an old interview of when season 1 first came out and when the writers talked about lance and they said " You will see him take steps to real leadership material" and idk if feel that that's either hinting to black paladin lance or just that he will be have a bigger part in future seasons nerdist(.)com(/)voltron-legendary-defender-netflix-cast-release-date-showrunner-interview-dreamworks-animation/


i would love to point out the fact that Lance is the only person they said anything about “taking steps to real leadership material”.

listen……even if he doesn’t become the black paladin after all, it is still literally confirmed that he’s going to develop his leadership traits anyways so. somethings gonna happen. i’m very excited to see him develop.


hey lance, i know a certain red paladin that moves 👀👀👀


“How was it like to work with [Y/N]? I remember in a different interview you had mentioned that she was your celebrity crush.” The interview chuckled as Tom’s face turned a little red. 

Shifting, Tom winced but laughed. “Yeah, uh, embarrassing. But, no, it was absolutely amazing. [Y/N] is so incredibly talented, it was amazing to work with her. She brings this contagious energy on set and made it so much fun to film. I mean it’s insane how down to earth she is. My first time meeting [Y/N] was not my smoothest, either. I got completely tongue-tied and distracted because she’s so stunning in person. She’s got these big [eye color] eyes and they just stand out. I, it was very embarrassing.” 

“Did she know about your crush?” 

“No, actually, she didn’t until I mentioned it.” Tom winced again, running a hand over his face. “She forced me to pull up the interview on Youtube.” 

“Well, I’m sure now that you know her, the crush went away. The usually do.”

Tom breathed out, “It got worse.” 

I’ve been trying to get back into writing, it’s been busy start to the new year. Request some things to get my juices flowing. I can’t promise that I can do all of them but I will try. 

Request here

Mandatory bughead post #2: My thoughts on Bughead and why it is important.

I’m aware that the words ‘bughead’ & ‘important’ in the same sentence seem like a misfit but there is a good reason why I’ve chosen to write it so. This thought came to my mind whilst trawling through the morass of ‘ships’ & ‘ship-wrecks’ on tumblr & twitter about Riverdale. 

Now, I’m not someone who watches a lot of TV shows ,however, Riverdale was a serendipitous discovery that happened to me two weeks ago. 

I have been a fan of Archie comics since I was little & my two favourite characters were Jughead & Betty, in that order. Watching Riverdale was a revelation as it brought me back to the Archie’s world and I saw it in a new light. I went into it without expectations.

What I was not prepared for was how Bughead would gently creep up on me and reign over my entire existence in such a short span of time. 

You see, I have had a few ships, some fleeting and some enduring,some canon and some fantasy, however nothing as rabid or as intense that’d induce an “I’m SHOOK” moment. Until bughead happened.

When I used to read the comic books, I had wanted Archie to one day wake up & realize that Betty was the one for her, because I could so relate to her as a kind & sweet girl, being taken for granted every time and with a history of unrequited love. I’m 30 now and life-experiences, especially of the bitter kind has certainly changed my perspective about these things, especially about romantic relationships. No more suffering fairy-tale princesses for me. 

In the comics, although Jughead and Betty were my favourites and they always were good to each other, the thought of them as a potential match had never crossed my mind. I was intrigued and amused by Jughead’s woman-hating stance and had imagined that one day an extraordinary woman worthy of him would come and sweep him off his feet.I had no concept of sexuality and its associated complications that we see today, it was only a pure and innocent fantasy in my mind. 

I had only been familiar with the ‘classic’ and humorous golden age Archie comic digests and was unaware of the modern reboots and the various universes. Therefore, when I started watching Riverdale, I was immediately hooked to its modern,quirky & dark narrative and had my assumptions broken down bit by bit with each episode. When I started with the show, five episodes were already in so I binge watched them in a single night, which left me with little time to process the minute details and subtleties, which is why I missed noticing the growing chemistry Betty and Jughead. 

It was only when I began exploring the show on the internet and understood the whole narrative and tone of the show,re-watched the episodes, saw the interviews, trawled Tumblr & youtube and accidentally saw the leaked bughead kiss is when it hit me like slap on the face and a swift kick in the ovaries. It nearly felt like enlightenment!

Once I had seen and felt it, there was no going back. It was a like a virus firmly implanted in my psyche. I resurrected my dormant and inactive tumblr and twitter accounts only to ship bughead. I’m sure fellow bughead fans know the drill of our coming undone so I won’t go into much detail. 

Coming to the next part. Riverdale or rather Bughead has come into my life as a breath of fresh air when I am going through a very dark and stressful phase. I have been going through a very difficult divorce from a man, who caused mental abuse and cheated my family of money & absconded and left me to deal with the consequences and legal battles, triggering my anxiety,fear and depression. A man whom I had trusted with my everything and was completely vulnerable to, used me and left me with a deep fear and mistrust of relationships, trauma and some very hard learnt lessons. I’m an eternal romantic but a part of me has become cynical about it. 

Riverdale is a unique show as is evident in its excellent writing,for those who care to notice the nuances and characterisations. The symbolism, fore-shadowing, word-play, subtle body-language cues of the characters, parallelism and of course, a quality mystery is the gold-standard of writing. Can we also talk about the wonderful and talented cast who have given life to the characters? The show is a slow burn and not for those with a shallow mind who are looking for popcorn entertainment with a lot of mindless drama and illogical  and unstable romantic pairings based on lust and superficial chemistry,

Bughead is not just a run of the mill ship that people are fangirling over. It is beautiful union which tells you the story of two woefully young and tender yet jaded individuals, thrown together by a tragic fate, who are battling the darkness within and without, fighting for something that’s bigger than them and their personal problems. They are fighting for justice, light and hope. In spite of their struggle with their personal demons. Can you imagine what they are going through? For any child, parents are the safe space when the world around them crumbles, but both Betty and Jughead’s parents let them down with lies, manipulation and broken promises and the possibility that their families could be the perpetrators of murder. Under such horrible circumstances, they find the safe space with each other.  

They both are mature beyond their years, insightful, righteous, kind, compassionate, supportive and caring and there for each other without being asked. They communicate with their heart and eyes (sometimes with heart eyes too ;) ) It is not a connection based on lust and hormonal surges. Something very old-fashioned and real in the era of hook-ups. An oasis in a desert.

People who keep harping on about how there is no chemistry at all between Jughead and Betty and that it was rushed and illogical, then I’m sorry that you’re oblivious to everything that is going on in the show. They have been friends since childhood.

I think we do not give the writers enough credit for writing something so profound and refreshing in spite of it being a teen drama. A homeless, abandoned, rudderless boy, an outcast who is bullied, selflessly helps a  girl find her sister and uncover the truth, not because he wants to get into her pants. A stifled, lonely yet nurturing and loving girl giving strength, support and courage to a lost and scared boy failed by his father and society. They are each other’s guardian angels.

So I ask this to all the haters..can’t you see this? Are you so blinded by your superficial hate and violent desire to stuff your ship down everyone’s throats because it gives you some sort of false sense of control over others that you have lost the ability to objectively see what the show is striving for through this beautiful narrative within the confines of what is ostensibly a teen drama? Can we not rise above our pettiness of mindless and hostile shipping to learn from it? Everyone is free to ship whomever and whatever they want but it is another thing to be so vitriolic and spiteful towards the others to have your way. Isn’t shipping supposed to be all about love anyway? Bughead is so much above all this petty drama, it is transcendental.  

There’s so much that all of us, teens and even adults can learn from this ideal of a super healthy relationship that both television and our lives need. We need to move away from toxicity both in entertainment and our lives. Can we not be inspired to work on ourselves and build supportive, organic and nurturing relationships? This should give so much inspiration to the teens of today. With Betty & Veronica, the show strives to re-build the idea of strong, female friendships which seems to have become an alien concept in the world of ‘frenemy’ culture. Why can’t two girls be healthy best friends without the assumption that there is something sexual between them? People are hating on Bughead also for a fact that they are a heterosexual couple. As I see it, love is love in any shape or form.

Also, I do agree that all sorts of representation must have a place in popular culture and thankfully it is happening. However, those who are unhappy with Bughead saying that it erases Jughead’s asexuality, I disagree. Are you saying that Asexual people can’t fall in love? That they don’t deserve an intimate bond with another?

Now, in the larger Archie comicverse, Jughead was never portrayed as being an asexual, he simply was smarter and wiser and had other priorities compared to his hormone crazed pals. He was always the voice of reason. I’m sure that there are people like that, not everyone who doesn’t choose to be a crazy, horned dog is asexual. Besides, Jughead is shown to be asexual in only one version of the comics. There can be multiple variations of characteristics in the larger universe. Riverdale chooses its own narrative and characters as it sees fit for the context of the show. Therefore, in this version, Jughead isn’t asexual or aromantic. There is no erasure of any kind. Even if he were asexual, I’m sure that Bughead still can have a loving and healthy relationship.

It is my personal opinion and I am not trying to belittle anyone or trivialising the serious issue of representation in anyway. However, I do feel that in today’s world where there is so much hate and strife, showing love and companionship in its true and purest form is the most important issue here, first and foremost. It doesn’t really matter whatever is the sexuality or orientation of the characters in question. So, let us all keep our differences aside and show our love and support to something is for the greater good. Love is universal and not restricted to a specific type or form. Besides, it is fiction,let’s remember that. 

I also think that we must avoid pressuring or attacking the creative team, actors and show runners into bullying them to change their vision for the show. That truly doesn’t serve any purpose other than being detrimental to the quality of the show and making the team de-motivated. Let’s all appreciate the hard work and love everyone has put in to present to us something that is so beloved and cherished by all.

Why is showing a healthy, supportive, wholesome and stable relationship necessary? I can tell you why, because I have suffered greatly in an unsupportive, toxic and abusive relationship that was all about selfishness and greed with no regard or love for the feelings of the other person. Where one person only gave and gave and the other only took everything. I was left drained and battered and I’m still bearing the burden of its ruins.

So, when Bughead came along, it was catharsis and relief. It was about having the hope of bright sunshine in the pitch black darkness. It was about selflessness and having high standards and working for the greater good, something that is bigger than us. It was about women not wallowing and pining after some boy who had little value or regard for them and not allowing a man decide the course of their lives .It was about unconditional love and support without labels. It was pure beauty and art, like a perfect symphony.

Bughead isn’t merely escapism. It is the light of goodness that illuminates our hearts and fills us with compassion and hope for something beautiful. It is the delicate flower that grows in the parched desert of hopelessness and deceit.

Let us protect it all costs.

Stranger Things Fandom PSA:

Guess what? You know those two kids on Stranger Things? Mike and Eleven?

They are fictional characters. Woah. No way.

Do I “ship” those characters on the show and want them to live happily ever after someday while eating eggos with lots of heartbreaking angst and cute 80s fluffy moments set to beautiful synth ballads along the way? YASSS. It’s too cute for words.

Do I “ship” the actors that portray those two characters (Finn Wolfhard and Millie Bobby Brown). HELL NO.


One, they are actors. Paid, professional actors on a fictional show. Yeah, they’re kids but these kids have their shit together so much more that I did at their age. They are PROFESSIONALS. The show is not real life. It’s make believe. Awesome make believe. But still, not real.

Two: the actors are literally children. 14 and 13yrs old.

Are they entitled to have a normal, fun, platonic friendship if they want? Yes. Are they entitled to have fleeting on-set crushes and blush at each other during interviews and giggle at the slightest thing the other one does during a Snapchat. Yes, duh. All kids their age do stuff like that. (You should have known me in middle and high school…I had a new crush every week but most of those crushes became great platonic guy friends of mine that I still talk to now that I’m in my mid 20s).

Basically, stop harassing the actors on social media about their personal relationships with their co-stars. They don’t need people making them uncomfortable about their friendships or crushes or whatever. Respect them. Find your chill. They are NOT their characters.

The cast’s friendship is golden. I love it. Watching them interact with one another is so funny and special. These kids have it figured out. Just let them be kids.

Please be kind and remember that adolescence is hard enough without the whole world having a spotlight on your social life.

Why I fell in love with Riverdale's cast

Usually when I watch tv shows, I get easily attached to the characters. But when I discover the actors in real life, watch their interviews and stuff, I’m not gonna say I’m disappointed, but I’m kinda sad they aren’t like I imagined them you know? Sometimes I don’t like their personalities, or my otps in the show don’t even get along that well in real life and stuff like that. Usually I fall in love with fictional characters, not the actors behind them. But with Riverdale it’s just so different. The moment I began watching the first episode I just knew I was gonna be obsessed with it. I knew I was gonna love the cast. And then when I watched interviews, they were so much better than my expectations. I loved the actors even more. Every interview shows how genuine they are, how they get along so well and care for each other. They’re all so funny, humble, pure and loving. You can really see the chemistry between them. They actually show that they enjoy working together everyday. I don’t know how to explain it but it felt like I knew them for a very long time. They seem like a family, and they made me feel like I was part of it for some reason. Also the thing that surprised me is that each actor is perfect for his character. I know that it’s supposed to be like that since there’s a casting process and they’re basically looking for the actor who would fit the character well, but it’s insane how they make it feel like they’re actually these characters when they play them and how they don’t seem so different from them in real life (especially since the characters are 75 years old and well-known, so it’s not that easy). There’s a part of Betty in Lili, a part of Veronica in Camila…
I don’t know if you guys feel this way too, maybe it sounds weird and not very clear, but that’s how I feel. And to make a person feel all of this just in a few interviews (because the show just began so we don’t know that much about them after all), is pretty special.
To conclude all of these messy thoughts, I think I’m just gonna say that I’m so grateful for this lovely cast. They’re already gaining so much audience, fans, recognition…and I couldn’t be happier because they truly deserve it.

Pet Peeves

(A/N): I thought this request was also really cute but then as i was writing I got low on inspiration and yeah

Summary: (Y/N) and Sebastian have a number of traits about each other that they don’t “like” but they love every single one anyways

Warnings: Some swearing

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor

Originally posted by cayya

   You smile as Sebastian laughs at some joke the interviewer made, his smile momentarily distracting you only for a moment before the interviewer pulls you back to reality. 

   “So (Y/N) Stan, how does it feel to officially be married to Seb?” You smile, your heart fluttering at your new name. 

   “It’s great,” You nod, casting Seb a small smile. “He’s a great husband,” 

   “So, is it different filming alongside Seb now that the two of you are married?” The interviewer asks, looking between the two of you. You think back on the filming of the last year or so, for the next Avengers movie to precise. Every other movie that you and Seb had been in together you’d either been friends or just playfully dating each other, it wasn’t until the Civil War hit theaters that you began to fall in love with him, luckily for you you both were cast in one of Seb’s many projects during the year 2017 and the two of you were reunited once again. From there a more serious relationship blossomed and now the two of you were married, the rings on your fingers proved that. 

   “I don’t think so?” You change your voice at the end, forming it as a question as you look to Sebastian. 

   “Well, we’re both going to the same hotel rooms now rather than the old two bedrooms 3 floors apart deal,” You smile, nodding your head. 

   “That is true, we do share a hotel room now,” 

   “Speaking of sharing, the two of you are sharing an apartment right now? Isn’t that correct?” You nod your head once again, humming a bit as you do. “So how’s that a change for you guys?”

    “Well, it is awkward to wake up in the mornings to have your arm dead asleep because your spouse decided to sleep on it all night,” You smile, chuckling softly as Seb smirks a bit. “Plus the amount of hair products our bathroom has now is unbelievable,” 

   “Gotta have strong, healthy hair,” You shrug, your smile never faltering. 

   “Oh god, the cookbooks? Out of control,” Seb continues on, smiling to himself. “I didn’t know that you could make so many forms of chicken, (Y/N) has an entire book based on chickens,” 

   “It’s actually 2 books,” You smirk at your contribution. Seb chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. 

   “Oh! And the TV never gets turned off, (Y/N) is horrible about that….I have way more plants in my house now, like how many planters do you need (Y/N)?” 

   “Plants are friends,” You reply, shrugging once again. 

   “Constantly leaving dirty clothes in my bathroom,” Seb shakes his head at you, clucking his tongue in distaste. “The bed is always unmade, and speaking of beds (Y/N)’s sleeping positions are out of control,” You laugh, one hand coming up to your mouth as you nearly snort. “Like, they will literally take up the entire bed and I’m stuck with half an inch of bed and blanket on the bottom of the bed,” Seb sighs, although his smile betrayed the noise. “And my god, their morning breath is so bad it gags me,” 

   “Hey,” You reign in your laughter, wiping away at a small tear that gathered in the corner of your eye. “It’s not easy living with you either,” 

   “Oh really?” Seb asks, squinting his eyes at you playfully. 

   “Uh-huh,” You nod your head, smiling in spite of yourself. “Like Seb is the messiest person on the face of this earth, he thinks I’m messy oh no. No, no, no, no; he is the messiest person I’ve ever met, he leaves dirty dinner plates on every surface of our apartment, he sheds like a freakin’ dog so I am caked in his hair all the time, he’s got really cold feet and whenever we’re laying in bed he thinks it’s a good idea to try to freeze my legs,” You look at him, squinting just as he had done to you. “Oh! He sings loudly and so off key that not even autotune would help,” Seb laughs, chuckling softly at your words. 


   “Yes, yes really, like it’s so bad, like nails on a chalkboard,” You proceed to do an imitation of him, singing so off key that even Seb couldn’t help but wince. But despite his wince he laughs, hard enough that he throws his head back as laughter bubbles in his chest and throat. The interviewer laughs too, chuckling softly at your playful antics. “Oh and he snores, so fucking loudly that It wakes me up every. single. night.” 

   “Well, it sounds like living together is hard?” The interviewer questions, raising an eyebrow as they do. 

   “Oh yeah,” Sebastian nods, smirking at the lie. “It’s super hard, makes me regret marrying them,’ 

   “Makes me regret saying yes,” You chime in, smiling at your husband.

   “No- really,” Seb smiles, genuinely this time. “It’s so great living together, there’s nothing bad or wrong about it, nothing’s changed between us,” Seb smiles at you, reaching over to grip your hand softly. “I love living with (Y/N), I love being married to them,” The interviewer smiles, their eyes twinkling in adoration for the couple before them. 

   “Plus, his singing isn’t too bad, it’s really cute. He also shakes his butt as he sings and it’s really fucking adorable,’ You smile at him, your eyes catching onto the light twinkle in his own. “And I wouldn’t be able to sleep without his god awful snoring, despite how it wakes me up every night,” 

   “So no changes then, none at work, and none at home?” 

   “Well-” Seb winces a bit, shrugging his shoulders. “I mean, it’s a change to wake up every morning to your best friend laying in bed beside you telling you that they made you coffee and pancakes for lunch,” You smile, hanging your head bashfully as Seb tells your little secret. Every morning you’d sneak out of bed and make Seb food, managing to wake him up before he woke up himself. You’d slowly coax him awake with kisses and sweet murmurings before the smell of coffee fully awakened him. “But that’s not so bad,” Seb smiles at you as he raises your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckle. “It’s not too bad at all,” 

Winter 2017 Anime Awards!

(From the ones I actually watched.)

Best Overall: 3-gatsu no Lion/ March Comes in like a Lion

Into the light.

With consistent quality during the second part despite a shift in focus, perfectly managed tone that never leads to excess sentimentality or overt levity, and a story that ebbs and flows with such grace that it melts metaphor and direct description like an impressionist painting, Chica Umino’s March Comes in Like a Lion remains the top spot for two consecutive seasons for the simple reason that it tells a rich story of individuals and making meaning.

In the first part, it introduces shogi professional, sometimes student, and introvert Rei Kiriyama and the facets of his life, particularly his close ties with the Kawamoto siblings. At the beginning of Part 2, Rei hugs the youngest Kawamoto sibling, Momo, and says that he has personal and professional matters to deal. While he sees the Kawamoto family as comfort and healing, he understands that he can’t come running to them each time. With a major tournament upcoming he stops visiting them and the narrative shifts to the lives of the Shogi players that he plays against. With their own dreams and regrets, he becomes an observer of their lives as he compares it against his own, not to pass judgement on his failings, but to see the possibilities there is to life and to recognize that in the end, there are no bad guys, just people driven by very different motivations and showing how they cope with the consequences of a lifetime of choices.

With another season later in the year and a two-part live action movie currently showing in Japan, the series deserves all the accolades it gets. And if you’re ever in the market for something substantial, with a deep, beating heart, this is your anime.

Best Drama: Youjo Senki, The Saga of Tanya the Evil

What is a god to an non-believer?

Tanya von Degurechaff is the fiercest, deadliest, and most cunning soldier of the Empire (Not-Germany) as they wage the first World War (Until it becomes muddled when they introduce a Panzerkampfwagen IV.). She’s also under thirteen years old and is hated by God, or a god.

Why is that?

The god sees Tanya has such little faith in him and has therefore cursed her: Should she die a death that is not natural, she will be taken off the wheel of reincarnation and sent to hell.

But why a kid? And why so much hatred for an individual?

While these questions are answered to an extent, the most important thing to consider is that these driving forces are what sets up Tanya as she is placed in conflict for most of the war as she struggles to survive. She puts in as many legal means as possible to leave the war, only to have her end up on the front lines anyway, whether by her own fault, or by divine intervention.

As she leaves a trail of bodies, her actions reverberate throughout the war as everyone slowly pushes down into a black hole, no matter who is winning. And as with the nature of war, there are no heroes, only murderers.

Best Comedy: Kono Subarashii Sekai ni Shukufuku o!

“This anime is like every insane D&D story I have ever heard.” -henlp

The second season of Konosuba! continues the adventures of Satou Kazuma as he is pulled from the real world into a fantasy world where RPG game mechanics exist in reality. He’s accompanied by a Goddess who drinks too much and wastes her skill points on party tricks, a Wizard who knows only one spell (and collapses after every use), and a Crusader who can tank, but cannot hit any living thing with her sword (not out of principle, she just can’t hit at all). Also, that Crusader is a masochist.

“Insane and crazy” is the proper descriptor for the way the series is plotted, as comedic plot points are introduced and escalated versions of those plot points are put to use later on. The characters are made aware that they are in the mess they are in because of the solution that resolved a previous conflict made ample fuel for another. “It gets worse” is another descriptor as they are battered by bad luck and only somehow manage to escape as even their most competent moments are displays of excellence borne out of their utter stupidity. It’s a show that’s shameless enough to throw everything at a wall to make you laugh, and most of the time, what they throw in, sticks.

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- Have you had any influence on the casting process?

Mads: “No, only about Mikael Persbrandt [in ’The Salvation’]. When my brother could not, so I was very much that it had to be Michael.”

- So now Simon Staho can make an explicit version of his old short film ‘Now’ where you and Mikael Persbrandt had a homosexual relationship …?

Mads: “Yes, in fact we have played gay couple together. I kissed passionately with Mikael Persbrandt! So it was nice to do something different this time. ”

- But you know what cowboys do when the camera turns the other way!

Mads:“Yes, we might see in ‘Brokeback Mountain’.”

[soundvenue.com , 17.05.2014]

all my love

summary: a 95% fluffy oneshot following the events of the following: world unknown, yours to keep, all that i’ll ever needmerry christmas, here’s to many more, and i was yours from the start

word count: ~12,200

also read on: ao3, ff.net

a/n: This is the last oneshot I think I’ll ever write for this universe as it ties up all of the loose ends really well. I hope you enjoy! Thanks @swans-and-pirates for reading this and flailing for an hour you’re a herooooo <3

(also please listen to this song for the title inspiration) (lowkey it’s emma’s song mkay bye)

The proposal is this: they’ll film them for a couple of months, on and off, and it’ll all go into the production of a short six-episode miniseries that will air on Enchanted TV.

They claim it’s only because Emma and Killian were the most popular couple to come from the show, that the band’s success is a huge pull for viewers, so it’s a win for them and it’s a win for Emma and Killian.

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     (~ ̄▽ ̄)~ ◤Alex Høgh Imagine!◢ ~( ̄▽ ̄~)

              ◈ As Requested by the kind @ateliefloresdaprimavera ◈

Just so everyone knows I do accept requests for imagines as long as I know the Fandom to some extent. Instead of listing them how about just shoot me an ask and see if I know it. Don’t be scared, I don’t bite. Much ★~(◡‿◕✿)

➠ ➠ ➠ Imagine ➠ ➠ ➠

          The notorious Ivar the Boneless actually has a sister! Well all four of the sons have a sister in reality. And Y/N is cast to play the adult version of this pivotal character in the famous show Vikings.

A bastard child of Aslaug and Harbard, the stories characters are aware that Dagmar (the illegitimate child) is not born of Ragnar Lothbrok’s doing. Between begging from Aslaug and what humanity Ragnar holds, the small girl is spared and reared in the family of four boys even though she is only their half sister. 

           In script Dagmar, played by you Y/n, is beyond valuable. This girl grows up playing both sides of the Ragnarssons but finds solace in helping Ivar physically and emotionally during childhood up until the day their mother dies. This on screen relationship is beautiful and complex and no fan doesn’t root for the brother sister duo that conquers the viking world along side the other four Sons of Ragnar. 

However, off screen, a platonic sibling relationship is not where you saw yours and Alex’s relationship stopping. On screen or off screen your chemistry together is undeniable. Out of character Y/N and Alex compliment each other as well as Ivar and Dagmar does. But it doesn’t take long for the media to pick up the ‘More than Friends’ vibe you both give off.

               ·•● Awkward Interview Impending! ●•·

“Is this thing on?” Alex waves his hand in front of the small studio camera set up, cocking his head to the side like a bird in front of the lens grinning from ear to ear, “Are we on?”

“Just a second Mr. Andersen,” a woman behind the camera cuts a line through the air horizontally to indicate nothing is rolling yet.

“How about a pre-interview warm up?” Across from Alex was a slender man dressed dapper in a pin stripe suit, shuffling the papers on his lap the man looked back across at Alex lounged sprawled out on the love seat in front of him, “Do you mind answering just a few nonchalant questions?”

“Sure!” Exuberant to start talking Alex swings his feet back in front of him and flat on the floor. Leaning in on his elbows the goofy Danish actor beams a smile over to the interviewer, “What kinds of things would you like to know?”

“Oh the ordinary, how is it working with the History Channel crew? Are you already filming for season five? Will the fans be happy to hear Ivar the Boneless is back in the limelight?” Pleasantly listing off ideas the interviewer had jotted down, the man figured breaking in the twenty two year old with overview questions would make it a smooth transition when Alex did so in front of a running camera.

Clapping his hands together it was all excitement while Alex sat at the edge of his seat, “The entire department has been so much fun to work with! Everyone is so supportive and so good at what they do! My mind is blown with these make up and hair artists, I mean, wow I didn’t even know my hair could do that.” Expounding with a huge grin Alex looked over when the man asked about his co-stars, “They are all, just absolutely amazing. I cannot amend them enough, Marco, Jordan, David. Coming onto set and having to fulfill this, this legacy basically, that Travis Fimmel grew Ragnar into. Phew man,” Shaking his head Alex sat back with a little astounded look on his face, “It’s surreal, it really truly is.”

“Any blossoming romanced on set?” unable to hide the coy smile from Alex the interviewer tossed the simple question out without second thought, “Seems the chemistry Ivar and sister Dagmar have is really backed by the fans.”

“Oh, Y/N,” a crimson dusting of blush bloomed on Alex’s cheeks, a goofy grin following closely, “Dagmar is an amazing character played by an equally amazing actress.” Casting his eyes down to his hands Alex fiddled with his knuckles mindlessly, “Y/N is beyond great to work with, it made all those early morning shoots worth it.”

“There was a little excerpt,” The interviewer paused and shuffled through his papers on his lap until the man pulled out a half sheet folded in the middle, “Ah yes, you both enjoyed a little break out in Dublin during a vacation off set. Things are getting pretty chummy I take it?”

What blush Alex had now spread to the rest of his face and there was little denying the effect bringing up Y/N had on the giddy young man, “She is, I mean, this isn’t live right? Jeesh that woman is something else. I love doing scenes with her, wardrobe with her, car pools together. Y/N never misses a beat, always up for something knew and she gets along with Marco and Jordan so well. Hah I know on set crushes were never a good thing but-”

Like a little squeak the camera woman was hardly heard above Alex’s narrative, “Mr. Andersen-”

“I mean meeting your soul mate at twenty two?? Is that even realistic?! Yet alone meeting them on a set about bloody viking history? Heh,” Alex’s eyes were glazed over, completely forgetting he was in line to shoot an interview for an article about the next season of Vikings, “I love her, I really really do. She just-”

“Mr. Andersen!” brash about her second interruption the woman looked sheepishly at her comrade doing the interview and then over at the Danish actor. Both men looked up simultaneously to the woman, “I uh….we’ve been live that entire last part-”

“What!” completely red in the face Alex was about to leap from the chair when he felt the sudden vibrate of his cellphone in his pocket. Desperate to fish the phone out, Alex fumbled with it to light up the screen.

Illuminated bright bold letters across the screen it read Y/N number.

Recounting everything he’d just spewed out to the small group he was with, Alex’s heart skipped a beat when it sunk in, “Oh my god Y/N heard it all!”

✎ I have so much fun writing these. I hope you Alex/Ivar fans enjoyed!

✉ ✉ ✉ Send yours in or give me ideas I love it all 。◕‿◕。

An Ocean Away - Part One

Lin x Reader

Word Count- 2,007

Warnings- Maybe a couple of swear words, but nothing apart from that.

A/N- This is my first fanfic and I hope you like it. The Hamilton Broadway/Hamilton London/Moana timelines don’t match up but put it down to creative license! All feedback is massively appreciated!

Part One/Part Two/Part Three/Part Four/Part Five/Part Six/Part Seven

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Ed Sheeran: Up All Night With Pop's Hardcore Troubadour | Full Rolling Stone Interview

“Let’s go to my place for the finale!” Ed Sheeran shouts as he hops into an SUV. It’s just after midnight in London. Sheeran spent much of the evening in a bar, but even with his bright-red hair hidden under a ball cap, people started to recognize him. The DJ played one of his songs, and his friends had to create a wall around him so he could drink in peace. It all made him a little anxious, which is why we’re speeding to his West London home to keep the party going.

Sheeran is celebrating tonight because he knows he’s about to score his first Number One hit in America with “Shape of You,” a sleek, funky stomper from his new album, ÷ (pronounced Divide). We’re joined by his girlfriend, Cherry, and his old friends Zack, Nathan and Catherine, who have been watching him perform since he released his first album, The Spinning Man, when he was 13. “I went plywood,” Sheeran, now 25, jokes about that LP. “Not gold. I sold 100 copies.”

Sheeran has been going hard tonight: espresso martinis and rum-punch shots at dinner, gin and tonics at the bar. It’s my birthday, and at one point he grabs my phone, takes a selfie of us and posts to my Instagram, writing “It’s my birthday bitches #london #hashtag #believe #achieve #inspiration.” He encourages friends to knock back pints with a drinking song that ends “Na na na na/Hey hey hey/You’re a cunt!”

Soon, we arrive at his house, a five-floor, industrial-style space with brick walls, wood floors and several personal touches: a Charmander Pokémon stuffed animal in his bedroom and a bong shaped like Benny Blanco’s head in the living room. There’s also a recording studio, a gym and a full bar, where he recently entertained several young cast members of his favorite show, Game of Thrones. As we arrive, Sheeran offers bedrooms to anyone who wants to “get rowdy,” then goes to work mixing drinks.

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anonymous asked:

It's interesting to me though, in their interview together C and D mentioned that when fans ask them for pictures together they're confused because "did you forget what we look like?" but D has to mention his gf in every interview like would we forget that D mentions he's straight in every interview?

I was going to refrain from commenting on the latest interview. Same thing, different day. I too am tired of it. But not in the least surprised. And there were some really interesting, telling things said.

But first. Put it in context. Let’s review the week that was April 9-15. Darren literally stepped off a plane to host a party for his rumored his ex-bf that was co-hosted by his beloved of 10,962 years. And we were “treated” to another rendition of the beard anthem. Next day. PR dinner with Chord and Lea and alleged sleep over (more on that in a bit). Thursday-CG video where the supporting cast is von beard and the many of the known beard enablers (note to Team Beard. That woman is divisive-it’s not just CC fans that cannot stand her. I’d be careful in how you edit. You are going to turn off way more than you please). Friday. 2 interviews with Mario. The first shown right away where D says “I’ve been with the same lovely lady for many, many moons.” Lovely and lady are 2 words that don’t remotely apply. And many, many moons. He sounds bored. Followed by Chucks b-day dinner, with the platonic roomie. Saturday-short party at the PR house, brunch and the frat party attended by the spoiled adult children.

All of these private events broadcast on social media. Every single one.

So why are we surprised Darren mentioned her in interview #2 recorded the same day as interview #1?

Let’s talk about. First. We are alerted to the PR promotional agenda. Chuck says “our friend Ben.” Shout out to the platonic roomie. And a reminder. He’s a musician and producer.

Then my favorite. Darren’s version of the sleep over. Clearly a planned story to remind everyone that Darren lives in that house. He calls it “Chez Criss.” Fascinating. Doesn’t Mia live there? Ben? Last I checked neither has the name Criss. He’s reminding us. It’s his house. They just live it in. Second it’s “a good crash pad.” This was delicious shade at the countless people that live or stay in that house. Darren. Mia. Ben. Alli for about 2 months last year. Any guest in the area. Currently Chuck. A few days ago Lea. A true crash pad indeed.

And the part that has everyone so angry. The DVR. Yes. He was told to mention the gf. Yes. Its annoying. Boring. And old.

But this is marketing. Remember. It’s like click bait. Now people are googling DC’s gf. And they see her. And her involvement with Ryan’s charity. Maybe her shoe commercial. Mentions of her being in a band. If they are really lucky. Her butchering “What’s Up.” And wasn’t she recently called a director? Yes. This is called promotion. That’s what she gets. It’s part of her contract. And of course. Reminder. Darren lives in that house.

But look at what he said. He said his gf watched more TV than him. Shade. Because she has time as the only job she has is to follow him around when and if needed. The show he picked. Vanderpump Rules. That he then pretty much says he hates. So he made sure to talk about a show she loves. He hates. And they do not watch together. True love. Relationship goals.

Back to your first point that is so accurate. About pictures. And Darren and Chris not taking them together (at least not to be posted). You know who else Darren never posts pictures of? His parents. His niece and nephew. Yes. There are pics out there. But never ones Darren himself posts. Why? He likes to keep his private life private. Mia is his “gf” by contract. The term means nothing to him and his has no emotion when he mentions her. None. Much better than when photographed together and he cannot erase the disgust from his face.

Anyhow. My take. Moving on. Wondering if Darren can avoid Coachella this weekend.

Yuri on Ice BD audio commentary translation - Volume 2

Translation of the audio commentary of the BD/DVD vol.2! By Mitsurou Kubo and Kouki Uchiyama, voice actor of Yuri Plisetsky. Unlike the commentary of vol.1, that contained lots of things already appeared in countless interviews, this one has some VERY interesting information that I’m sure everyone wants to know. For example, we finally get to know more about Yurio’s family… There really is a lot of stuff regarding Yurio!

The commentary is only for episode 3. Episode 4 has no commentary. In a way it’s still not a full translation because I didn’t really translate every single line, but I think I translated/summarized basically everything they talked about. Therefore, it’s also really long… As in vol.1, since the format is different from normal interview translations, you can find my comments too (mostly in brackets).

Since it’s long you can find it under the cut. Enjoy!

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anonymous asked: I love Joe!!! I would love to see more of him in Modern Glasgow or any other idea that strikes any of y'alls fancy. I think he is truly the only good friend Claire ever had (beyond Jamie, naturally) and I wished the books had even more Joe and Claire moments!

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Our Story

[December 24th, 1998]

There is something to be said for the peculiar hour of the blue-morning, when a hospital beeps into quiet life. The rattle of death behind drawn curtains, expletives hissed over set bones and shots taken in the thigh. It is not like Jamie’s Grampian refuge, which springs forth naturally from the earth. Instead, Boston GH scars the landscape, numbing loneliness through morphine drips and the tug of sheer necessity.

It is during this gradual reawakening, that Claire hides in a closet, imagines the pink, wet sacs of her lungs contract and expand. She counts her breaths—one, two, three, one, two, three—to release the night’s chaos, still lodged in her throat. 

During the wild evening hours, Claire sees only what exists outside her body. Such an easy thing to do as a doctor, this sudden corporeal separation: leap into the procedural dance, embrace the temporary loss of yourself to the staunching of blood and the sewing of sutures. 

But eventually, the window of calm arrives, and the wall of dissociation begins to crumble. Claire, in her closet sanctuary, returns to her body once more, the sight of her arms and her hands like four old friends, reacquainted.

Claire hunkers down between two shelves, and relief travels from foot to torso, settling somewhere inside her gut. As always, she has brought her medical bag—a gift from her husband, CER embossed in golden filigree—and rummages through it. As always, she finds the folder and flicks it open, seeking the page that is stowed inside. She is forever tethered to its final sentence, which launches a fresh rip of longing straight to her chest.

And as always, she goes back to the beginning, following the words. Fingers like greedy sponges, text absorbing into skin.

NEW YORK CITY, 11:30AM - The diner hushes when the bell tinkles, announcing the arrival of literary darling James Fraser. He is a giant in more ways than one: six-feet tall, wide-set shoulders, and a critically-acclaimed author with legions of fans. But for all his inches and his clout, Fraser is blissfully unaware of the eyes on his back. When he sits opposite me and shakes my hand, I, like the rest of the world, find him to be impulsively likable.

Sporting one month’s growth of beard and a wrinkled v-neck, it doesn’t take long for Fraser’s roguish charm to earn a free meal. He is quick to thank the waitress, and for not the first time, one has to wonder how the man could possibly be single. Surely his good looks, his talent, and Reformed Bad Boy reputation draws the ladies in? 

Point proven: our waitress lingers, hungry for Fraser’s attention, but he closes his menu after ordering a glass of lemonade. (An odd choice, but then our writing heroes are full of idiosyncrasies, aren’t they?) I almost leap to console the girl, that poor thing, as she runs a self-conscious hand down her apron.

Alas, one gets the impression that it isn’t pickiness keeping Fraser romantically unattached. Nor is it misogyny or closeted homosexuality (despite what those tabloid vipers spit). James Fraser simply enjoys his place in the lonely hearts club—and is perfectly content to stay there, sipping ice-cold lemonade.

Frank’s ring glides across the lines, pauses over “single”. Such a different life, so removed from Claire’s, though here it thrums beneath her hands. Suddenly, her head grows heavier, weighted by the chain draped around her neck. Jamie’s thistle ring dangles there, cold as death against her. Forever tucked inside her shirts, a secret between her breasts. (Frank lets her wear it, just as she lets him wear his stained button-downs, other women smiling from the collars.)

Fraser’s second and latest novel, Two Centuries in Purgatory, released just last month to stellar reviews. Hailed as a “modern classic” by The New York Times (and truly, it is), Purgatory has found a comfortable seat at the top of the bestseller lists, and shows no signs of losing momentum. Now touring the U.S., Fraser seems nonplussed by the bustle of the Big Apple, his eighth time to our concrete jungle (“I’ve a parade of publisher meetings and interviews tomorrow,” he grumbles). Though he’s a longtime resident of both Edinburgh and Glasgow, he says no city feels like home nowadays. “Where is home then?” I ask him, and in traditional Fraser fashion, he deadpans: “Lost.”

For all his fame and glory, there is something decidedly melancholy about James Fraser. But of course, we all know why. We’ve read his books, haven’t we? We know his story.

Gillian Edgars: Are you enjoying your lemonade, Mr. Fraser?

James Fraser: Aye, verra much so. Lemonade in Scotland doesna taste like this.

GE: Mmmm, exploring the pleasures of America. I like it. Now, shall we begin? Let’s start with Two Centuries in Purgatory

Claire brings the page a few inches closer. This is not the first time she has read the article, its edges worn to yellowing curls. 

A familiar anger sinks its claws into her side, as this reproduction of Jamie staggers into a flickering half-life. Gillian Edgars thinks she knows the man behind the book jacket. The entire world, for that matter, believes they can claim the bold-faced names on their hardbacks: James Fraser.

But, Claire seethes, do these people know that Jamie smiles in his sleep? That he’s prone to seasicknesses, could not wink at the waitress even if he tried? No. Only Claire knows these smaller, intimate truths—but still, they are not enough. Jamie, no longer only hers, but a communal being disseminated and shared amongst millions. Strangers have molded her Jamie into something new, into hollow casts of their false impressions.

Without warning, the closet door swings open and Joe Abnernathy leans in. “Knew I’d find you in here,” he says, but he draws up short. His smile falters when he sees Claire on the ground. Falters further still when he reads the headline, “Scotland’s Newest Literary Hero.” on the page and on her face.

“Lady Jane, why do you do this to yourself? We’re working, I know, but can’t you try to be merry? It’s officially Christmas Eve!”

Joe kneels down, and levels his gaze with hers—the gentle but silent disappointment of an older brother. Claire holds firm when he pries the clipping from her grasp, the paper snagging the skin of her palm. It glides over and up, a shallow curve that splits into fine, shining rubies. A jeweled J, just at the base of her thumb. 

Claire presses the wound to her teeth, tastes the heady, metallic taste of herself. (Later, she will trace the cut with reverence, grateful to be marred, at the very least, by a shade of Jamie.) Joe tsks and reaches for a shelf, bringing back the first aid kit.

“Perks of hiding in a hospital supply closet. Bandages, everywhere. Take this.”

“It’s fine, Joe,” Claire assures him but accepts the bandaid anyways (Later, she will paste it on before she leaves, for the J should be hidden. Hers alone). “I’m fine—just a bad day and a scratch. See? No significant blood loss.” 

“Phew. Thought I’d witnessed the first fatal paper cut,” Joe says, but then continues, more softly, “LJ, I thought you’d given this up. That Frank made you promise you’d stop.”

“He did,” Claire replies. “And I did too, for a while.”

Her stomach turns as the memory resurfaces: her husband, feeding the shredder a feast of papers. The machine’s tight-lipped and fanged smile, destroying Claire’s collection of articles, her glimpses of Jamie. Frank had held her as the teeth had chewed, tightened his grip when she repeated his words back to him, “Time to leave the past behind.” And afterwards, once the beast’s belly had emptied into the trash, Frank had dragged the bag of shreds to the curb. Claire had looked on, standing in the doorway. A soldier’s wife already in mourning.

(That evening, she almost snuck outside to piece the words together, for old habits die hard and a planet will always yearn for her sun. But then Frank’s arm had risen in the darkness, flopped sleepily across her waist. The weight of it had held her there, and so she’d stayed, picturing the night creatures stealing Jamie away, piece by piece.)

“I just…wanted to see what people were saying. About his new book.” She sighs. “I know I’m being ridiculous. But – it’s just that…”

“He’s everywhere, ain’t he? In the papers, on TV. Saw they’re making a Lifetime adaptation of A Blade of Grass. Jesus.”

Claire nods. “Must say, I’m steering clear of that one.” (But she won’t, of course. Claire will want to see herself and Jamie on that screen, their better, manufactured selves broadcasted in technicolor.)

“You’re really gonna let me down like that, Lady Jane? I thought we’d drink cheap Scotch, put the movie on mute, and invent the dialogue ourselves. Next weekend, the two of us. Drunk and vengeful. Whaddya say?”

“A hard pass, Joe. We’ll be in Oxford for the holidays, anyways. Visiting Frank’s family.”

“Well, la-di-dah. I’ll be on this side of Atlantic throwing popcorn at my TV.” Joe leaps to his feet when his pager beeps. As he walks out the door, his hand flies to his coat pocket and he withdraws a shabby paperback. “Before I forget—a Christmas gift, for the Lady. If you’re gonna scramble your brain with nonsense, let it be the fault of Tessa’s ‘membrane of innocence’. Not ‘Scotland’s Newest Literary Hero.’”

Claire laughs and flips through The Impetuous Pirate, inhaling its smell of antiseptic and mildew, the vestiges of long-ago fingerprints. A Harlequin, taken from the hospital waiting room. “Aye aye, captain. But if it’s all the same to you, I’ll stay here in Davy Jones’ Locker for a while longer.”

“Slack-arrr,” Joe jokes, turning swiftly on his heel. She hears his cry boom down the hallway. “Operating room, ahoy!”

Alone again, Claire tucks The Impetuous Pirate inside her bag, picks up the discarded article from the floor. For the first time, she notices its publication date, October 20th, was her 31st birthday. She cannot remember the details of the occasion—did Frank take her to a concert, or to a movie? Buy her flowers or chocolates?—and yet a foreign scene plays so clearly in her mind. Something cut from the script of her life, the stagehand’s hook pulling her to the wings before she has a chance to speak. Cast in the closet’s dim spotlight, it unfolds as the playact that could have been but never was:

Jamie, in the New York diner, drinking lemonade. Condensation like dew drops, rolling down the pitcher. A young girl, in Gillian Edgars’ place, singing a high soprano. And Claire, beside her, blowing out candles in a single huff.

As she slices the birthday cake, Claire nicks her finger on the knife’s blade. “Kiss to make it better!” the young girl cries, and Jamie does, his lips on the sting and then Claire’s mouth. He tastes of citrus, of yellow and sunshine, a marigold paradise in a city of dying autumn leaves. “Does it still hurt, Sassenach?” he asks her. “Not anymore,” she says. And when the little girl giggles, watching them, it is something sacred. She licks the frosting from the candles. “So what’d you wish for, Mama?” she asks, not knowing that, in a moments like these, there is no need for wishes.

Claire’s pager rings, rearranging her memories. Now she remembers her 31st birthday—and knows it did not happen in that diner. On that day, there was no little girl, no citrus kisses in a molting New York. (But in a parallel land, perhaps, where the lemonade is phosphorescent and you can eat the stars.) Instead, Frank had taken Claire to the opera house, a drawn-out affair they had both fidgeted through. He’d led her to the bedroom, with its king-sized bed, and slipped off her dress while she kept her chain on. “Talk to me,” he’d panted, silver thistles against her chest. And when she came, it was not Frank’s body that drew her cries. It was not Frank’s name that rose from her lips.

Claire scans the article, skipping again to the final paragraphs. Here lies the line she reads over and over, the very reason she shells $20 for subscriptions, scavenges in bins for scraps. Anything to discover some evidence of herself, some proof that she still lives in the peripheries of Jamie’s life. And whenever she finds it, it pours into her and lingers, like wine.

GE: Your debut was quite impressive—an instant bestseller, an Oprah Book Club pick, an upcoming TV movie. I’m sure you’ve been asked this before…but allow me to be a hack, for just one moment. Let me ask the nosy questions. Let me pry

JF: I dinna have a fear of rats [SMILES]. Get on wi’ it then.

GE: I appreciate it, Mr. Fraser, I do [LAUGHS]. The protagonist’s struggles in A Blade of Grass—the financial woes, the criminal record, the years of solitude—they seem to mirror your own. Is it accurate to say that the book is autobiographical?

“Randall?” a voice calls from outside the closet. “Randall, are you in there? Mr. Duncan in Room #18 needs to be—”

“Prepped for surgery, I know!” Claire finishes. Her voice is shrill, rising with her goosebumps as she nears the interview’s end. “I’ll be out in a second, Dr. Hildegarde!”

JF: In some respects, aye, A Blade of Grass is autobiographical. Mind, I made a lot of it up myself. Embellished a few things. 

GE: Oh yes, certainly! But even without your embellishments, your life does make for such an interesting tale. In a way, your struggles are what made you a literary sensation. But still, I do wonder—do you regret any of it? The gamble, the money, the arrest? 

JF: [LAUGHS QUIETLY] I thank ye for the compliment, Ms. Edgars, but I hope my sins are no’ responsible for the book’s success. And for the record, they were largely exaggerated by the press. 

GE: Ah, right. We rats are despicable creatures, always making bread from crumbs. But it never rises in the oven, not really.

JF: Have ye tried poetry before, Ms. Edgars? You’ve a knack for it [LOOKS AWAY]. But nay, it isna the crimes themselves that I regret most. Whether they were exaggerated or no. 

GE: Really? There’s something else [LEANS FORWARD]? Will you tell me then, your life’s biggest regret? Or will you keep me and your readers in the dark, forever wondering what keeps our beloved James Fraser up at night?

Now Claire closes her hand into a fist, forces herself to bleed out from that thin, half-mooned J. She imagines Jamie’s face, inscrutable to Gillian Edgars, but fixed in an expression that she, and only she, can read. And if Claire had been there on that October afternoon, sitting in the diner’s vinyl booth, she would have understood. Would’ve known already what Jamie regretted most, what he would and could not say aloud. For within this precious, final line—their spoken and unspoken wishes:           

JF: My biggest regret? I let the story end early.

(JF: I should have loved her better—God! I should have loved her better.)

Samurai Jack Trailer Impressions

So I just saw the new Samurai Jack trailer a little while ago and… Oh, who am I kidding? I think I can explain my reaction better using gifs. It pretty much went like this:

…or something like that anyways.

For those of you who may not have seen it yet, you can watch the trailer here:


*Ahem* Allow me to share my thoughts

The colors, animation, design, atmosphere, and editing are near identical to the original based on what this trailer has shown us. It really is a dream come true. Genndy and his crew certainly kept up the same quality as the original, and they even improved it in a lot of subtle ways like the more fluid movement.

One thing that really grabbed my attention was the new squad of what I’m guessing are Aku’s henchmen in the trailer. I managed to recognize both Tara Strong and Grey DeLisle contributing a few lines as the voices of these characters, and obviously Phil LaMarr is voicing Jack so most of the old cast returned just as expected. It makes me hope Tom Kenny & Kevin Michael Richardson return as supporting characters. There wasn’t anything shown of the Scotsman, but he is confirmed to return so we will get to hear John DiMaggio’s empowering Scottish accent once again.

Aku didn’t show up aside from this shrine that was dedicated to him, but if you listen closely enough you can actually hear his evil laugh in the background. I couldn’t tell if that was an old recording of Mako or the new voice actor that they’ve found to replace him, but either way I’m interested to see what’s become of the Shogun of Sorrows.

Jack is also seen using weapons, which Genndy did confirm back during an interview last summer, so I’m curious to see if we’ll get any character development surrounding that idea. Maybe Jack had to resort to other measures in order to overcome Aku’s evil? Who knows, we’ll have to wait and see.


And you better believe I put all of these screencaps into my wallpapers folder ;D

Meet The Actor;; Seth Rogen

Full Name: Seth Aaron Rogen

Birthday: April 15th 1982

Born: Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Parents: Sandy Belogus and Mark Rogen

Film History:

With an acting career that began in 1999 and has not stopped since, giving him 77 credits, Seth Rogen has to be one of the most talked about comedians on the planet. I know he’s one of my favorite comedy actors but his type of comedy, which can only be described as ‘stoner’ comedy, isn’t for everyone.

With memorable roles such as ‘Eager Cameraman’ in Anchorman, Cal in The 40-Year-Old-Virgin, Ben Stone in Knocked Up, Officer Michaels in Superbad, Dale Denton in Pineapple Express, Zack in Zack and Miri Make A Porno and one of my favorites Mac Radner in the hilarious flick Neighbors – just to name a few! Rogen has become a very well known household laugh.. I mean name. But lets be honest here.. That laugh. It’s definitely memorable.

With such a limited background in genre (let’s face it – what movie has Seth been apart of that doesn’t involve at least a bong?) he has to be one of the most influential people in cinema, along with his team of fellow actors and producers he’s left a blazed trail behind him that will keep all of them a household name long after their careers have ended.

Not only has he left a high bar in cinema with his stoner films but he’s also been apart of projects from a one episode stint in Dawsons Creek to lending his voice to the Kung Fu Panda films.

One of his most talked about movies has to be Sausage Party. The animated feature that includes other actors such as Kristen Wiig, Michael Cera, Bill Hader, Selma Hayek, Anders Holm, Iris Apatow and Seth Rogen film alum’s Jonah Hill, Paul Rudd and James Franco. The premise of the film is that a bunch of food believes once they’re sold they go into the promise land but once they find out what really happens they set out to stop mankind. They could’ve just renamed it 420: The Stoners Guide To The Galaxy. The world was divided by this film, I honestly loved it and was really rooting for the hot dog and the bun to finally do something more than just ‘touch tips’, but I know plenty of people that were offended by the flick and others let their kids watch it thinking it was just a harmless childs movie but quickly threw it out of the DVD player once they realized it was anything but. Silly, silly people.

The other ‘most talked about’ film was one he worked on, and starred in, with close friend and fellow actor James Franco – The Interview. An American political satire spy comedy flick with a very controversial topic that literally almost started a war, and was banned in some countries due to bombing threats that were received this film brought fear and excitement to audiences and filmgoers alike. Nevertheless it earned over a million dollars on its opening day and by the end of its cinema run it had grossed 6.1 million dollars on the box office. Not bad for a film that had most of its publicity and television advertising cancelled due to the ‘declaration of war’ had the movie been released.

With Seth’s last films Bad Neighbors 2: Sorority Rising and Sausage Party released between six and nine months ago we’re about due for another Seth Rogen flick. Good news! A film titled B.O.O: Bureau of Otherworldly Operations has been announced, Friends from College a television series is in the pre-production stage, Zeroville is completed and set to be released later this year and my personal favorite that I’m most excited for is The Disaster Artist (previously titled The Masterpiece) will also be released later this year.

Interesting Facts:

Seth works with, and has been working with since college, childhood friend Evan Goldberg with whom the two main characters of Superbad were modeled after. He and Evan have written multiple projects together including Neighbors and Neighors 2: Sorority Rising, The Interview, Pineapple Express and of course Superbad, on which they had been writing since they were thirteen.

Seth started doing stand up comedy before he was cast in Judd Apatow’s short lived but well regarded television series Freaks and Geeks, in which he starred with other well known names like Jason Segel and close friend James Franco. Freaks and Geeks only lasted one season but it launched all their careers and they’ve worked together on multiple projects since.

At sixteen Seth’s parents were both out of work and around the same time he landed his role in Judd’s show Freaks and Geeks and became the main wage earner in the house, relocating his family, after they had to sell their family home, to Los Angeles.

anonymous asked:

Tv anon. Beautiful fun fact: for years rumors said Lucy Hale didn't get along with her PPL castmates cause she barely was in picture with the girls and she spent more time promoting her music and uploading photos with old friends (sounds familiar right?) They never clear this up and just said Lucy was busy with her music career. After all this years, the girls hate her so much that they even got matching tattoos lol... One more day in the office, kids.

I’ve missed you!!! I don’t follow the PLL cast tbh so I had no idea about that (I only knew about the tattoos), what surprise. Certainly a lovely fun fact, too familiar lol. I did a small research after reading this, here it is:

Lucy Hale x PLL cast feud rumours

Ashley Benson (castmate) put rumours to rest

The situation slightly more detailed…

This is them getting matching tattoos

A recent interview where they talk about the tattoos & Lucy says: “We actually like each other enough to get tattoos together” lol

Speaking about feud rumours between women, LM was a victim too a little ago but Jesy spoke on them immediately.

While all this, I found a brilliant article that everyone needs to read.

What celebrity feuds tells about how women are perceived

Here are some of my favourite parts (NOTE: is not the full article)

Susan Sarandon took to Twitter over the weekend to quash an old rumour that she’d already debunked nearly two decades ago. When she co-starred with Julia Roberts in the weepy 1998 drama Stepmom, there was chatter that the two women hated each other. So ahead of the movie’s release, the actresses addressed the rumours in Entertainment Weekly.

Now Sarandon is revisiting the rumours because they echo her FX series Feud. In the show, she plays Bette Davis to Jessica Lange’s Joan Crawford. The story takes place during the contentious filming of 1962’s What Ever Happened to Baby Jane. The actresses didn’t hide their antipathy for one another, but Ryan Murphy’s series shows that the people around them fuelled the animosity, trying to gin up controversy to get moviegoers to buy tickets. It worked.

According to Sarandon, her allegedly sour relationship with Roberts came from a similar place.

“Found out it was my PR person creating rumours,” Sarandon tweeted.

Some publicists are only bolstering the stereotypes about how women work together. Sarandon also mentioned that the No. 1 question she gets from the media is whether she and Lange get along, which is pretty shocking. Do journalists really think that female co-stars are inclined to fight?

Apparently. That sounds a lot like a recent interview with Jessica Chastain, who had a similar grievance. When she was filming The Help, she told Vanity Fair, “so many of the questions I was getting from the press was about fighting on set - ‘Was it tough to be on set with all those girls?' “

If women cat-fighting on set sells tickets, it apparently doesn’t work that way with men and women. 

The stars are strenuously trying to prove there’s no bad blood between them - and who would doubt them? But if they were both women, could they get away with that so easily?

With male co-stars, the media tends to play up the bromance to a ridiculous degree.

Catfight on the Set! Why a Juicy Feud Among Women Remains an Irresistible Hollywood Story

Some of my fav parts (NOTE: It’s not the full article either)

But what hasn’t changed a whit is the unmistakable tendency to pit women against each other—however loosely based in fact.

However, we’re not going to say that women don’t feud or that they don’t feud more than men—although the interest in lady feuds is so out-sized, who knows how many man feuds we’ve missed out on? And with regard to how much men don’t get along with each other, women tend to spar more emotionally, purposefully and/or ostentatiously—therefore word might get around more when it does happen.

Every Hollywood set, every office, every classroom, every business opportunity, every voting booth is a place that had to evolve from its beginnings as being the domain of men. Women worked their way into places of power eventually but painstakingly, so the idea that there were fewer opportunities for women and therefore a greater need to elbow each other out of the way was an unfortunate mythos that took hold eons ago.

As Ryan Murphy pointed out to E! News just last month, when asked about the infamous feud rumors regarding Lea Michele and Naya Rivera on Glee: "There were many boys on our show that didn’t get along. And you never hear about that. You never hear about that in our culture.”

But nothing burns hot for years at a time like the idea of a couple of famous women seething and furiously glancing over their shoulders behind the scenes.

So there it is kids… points that I remarked on my last post about sexism in the industry & media.

Thanks for coming through with the fun fact, TV anon. Hope to hear more from you soon.

P.S. I’m going to sleep, I’ll try to check my inbox tomorrow. Have a good night everyone.


summary; “surprise!”
warnings; mentions of death, cursing, lin being a cutie, C U R S I N G, a lot of capslock, bad plot, i Didn’t take my medicine so yeah its really bad, bad bad bad, shitty story
dedicated to; mY 100 FOLLOWERS A AA I LOVE YALL

“so, you watched hamilton last night?” asked jimmy. you were asked to be on the late night show- and you, being the big fan of him, instantly said yes. “yes! oh my god, it was amazing. i really liked it, and i have to say- lin manuel miranda is a genius. a cute one. and you know that i really adore him!” everyone cheered, as you smiled. “yeah, i met him once.” fallon joked, and the crowed laughed. “oh, so you know him?” you teased him. “damn right i do. did you meet any cast members?” he continued to ask you.

you shook your head, “uhh, no.” jimmy’s eyes widened. “what? that’s a shame.” he put on a sad pout face. you chuckled- and faced the audience. “i didn’t tell anyone that i was going to watch it, but i actually tweeted when i got out of the theater.” you answered. you watched hamilton alone last night, and told no one. it wasn’t that important, you thought. “we all know that lin is a fan of your tv show as well.” you nodded. your tv show was released last month, and you were really happy.

“ladies and gentlemen! y/n l/n, starring in ((insert tv show))!” you stood up, and hugged jimmy- as you went backstage. you checked your phone, and saw the notifications blowing up. you decided to go home, and just sleep. you were really exhausted, because you had a show before this interview. you sighed, and got into the back of your car. “how was it?” your driver, will- asked. you closed you eyes, “it was fun, but i want to choke myself to death; i am really tired.” you said, and he laughed in response. “thank god you have don’t have any interview tomorrow.”

will dropped you off, and you told him to go home. “go home, will.” he shook his head. “william, it is 2 am. go home, i won’t be needing you tomorrow, take a break.” you turned your back, and went inside your apartment building. as you went to your room, your phone rang. “yes, hello?” you looked at the caller id, it was your manager. “your interview is blowing up on youtube!” she giggled. natalie had been your manager for years, you really loved her- she was your best friend as well. “dear god, nat. i’m going to sleep, goodnight.”

“okay everyone, come back in an hour! great practice!” lin clapped, and the cast cheered. everyone went backstage to get a drink, and someone called him. “lin! lin!” it was leslie. lin walked up to him, and furrowed his eyebrows. “what’s up?” “you have to watch this!” leslie dragged lin to the backstage. “help! i’ve been kidnapped.” lin yelled, and everyone laughed. the dark-skinned man opened his dressing room, and pushed lin inside. “what do you want?” lin smiled. “don’t panic. but,” he paused. “y/n watched our show like 2 days ago, and-” “WHAT.” lin screamed.

leslie showed him the interview, “i can’t believe she called me cute. and i didn’t see her. ah fuck!” lin cursed, as his friend started to laugh at him. “we should invite her tho.” leslie suggested. “YOU’RE RIGHT, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!” he yelled, and leslie flinched again. “stop screaming, and you’re welcome.” leslie smiled, as his friend pulled out his phone.

i didn’t know that @y/n watched our show! too bad i didn’t meet you.

you had just woke up, and your phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. “what is going on?” you asked yourself. as you unlocked your iphone. “okay, but my twitter is blowing up, what the fuck.” you clicked the app, and scrolled down. and you noticed something, a tweet directed to you from someone you adore. “WAIT LIN TWEETED AT ME?”

i didn’t know that @y/n watched our show! too bad i didn’t meet you.

am i dreaming? oh my god, hi lin! too bad i didn’t meet you as well, but great performance! you nailed it. @lin_manuel

well since you really loved it, why not come back;)? i would be really happy! @y/n

“is he flirting with me? jesus christ, ljn.” you laughed, as you typed your response.

wow is that an invitation, or a what? cause i would love to watch the show again, but i would prefer a backstage tour;;))))) @lin_manuel

next week? it would be lovely,, @y/n

so excited to meet the cute genius! @lin_manuel

lin was smiling in real life, “i am going to meet my celebrity crush.” he said to himself. “you’re what?” pippa raised her eyebrows. he was startled by pippa’s presence, “u-uh, nothing!” he quickly said. pippa smirked and tried to grab his phone- “mhmmm, sure.” and then anthony came into lin’s dressing room. “LIN, YOU’RE GONNA INVITE Y/N? I AM SO EXCITED!” lin sighed. “oh, scandalous.” pippa winked at him, as lin blushed. “we all know you have a crush on her, old man.” jazzy said, as she went inside lin’s room.

“okay, first of all. why are you here? get out!” lin joked, and when he opened the door; daveed, oak, chris, renée, and leslie came in. “so, y/n- huh?” daveed teased him. “oh my god!” lin yelled. everyone laughed, and went inside. they were all inside lin’s dressing room- chatting. “you’re going to invite y/n to a ‘backstage’ tour?” chris emphasized the word backstage. “n-no, it’s really a backstage tour!” lin blushed again. “sure.”

you were walking down the street, while calling natalie. “so, next month- you’ll be shooting for the new promo, i think the director said on the 26th.” you nodded. “yeah, sure. oh, i’m going to meet lin next week, clear my schedule.” there was a pause. “uhm, nat?” “why didn’t you tell me earlier? i will arrange your schedule, bye.” you chuckled. you stopped in front of your usual coffee shop, and noticed a sign. it was closed. “sorry for the disturbance, but we’re closed for today!” you sighed, as you walked away from the shop.

“welcome to starbucks! how can i help you?” in the end, you decided to buy some overpriced coffee. “hi! can i have one tall cafe latte, and one cinnamon roll.” you ordered, and paid for your drink. you waited for the barista to call your name, and you realized someone was watching you. you turned around to see a familiar face. the famous anthony ramos, staring at you. “anthony!” “y/n! oh my god, finally!” you hugged him. “lin’s gonna be jealous if he knows i met you first.” he giggled.

the two of you chatted, “so, what are you doing here?” “we just performed, and it’s my turn to get coffee.” they talked, and he received a call. “hey, it was really nice meeting you. but, i gotta go- jazzy’s asking bout her coffee.” he smiled. you stood up as well, “yeah. i gotta sleep as well.” you joked. “see you next week!” you said to him. “what about you come with me?” he suddenly asked. you were shocked to hear his sentence. “i-is it okay?” you asked. “of course! let’s go!”

“everyone, i’m back! and i brought someone.” anthony opened the door, and the stage was full of people. the freckled boy walked towards the stage, and you followed him. everyone noticed that you were there. “Y/N? IS THAT REALLY YOU?” daveed yelled. “hi.” you greeted the people on stage. renée ran to you, and gave you a hug. “renée, its been a long time since i’ve seen you.” you said to her. you knew renée since you were only 16. “i’m jazzy, and i really love your acting!” jazzy suddenly came to you. you smiled at her, “y/n, and i really love your voice.” you said.

anthony realized that lin was not on stage. “where’s lin?” he asked oak. “oh, i think he’s backstage.” oak answered him. “then i gotta surprise him.” anthony smirked. “uh, y/n- can you come here?” you walked towards anthony, “let’s go backstage, lin’s there.” you quickly followed anthony, and he gestured you to lin’s dressing room. you knocked, “i’m busy!” he yelled. you kept knocking, “jesus, i said i’m busy.” but you continued to knock. you muffled a giggle, and knocked for the last time. “who the fuck is i-” he opened the door and saw you.


and lin stood there in shock, he didn’t know what to do. “y-y/n? oh my god. it’s really you. i don’t know what to say,” you tackled lin into a hug. “you are much cuter in real life.” he hugged you back. “thank you, and you are really fucking cute as well.” lin replied. as the two of you were still hugging, you heard someone coughing behind you. it was anthony, “so, lin. finally met your celebrity crush huh?” he teased his friend. “fuck you.”

i finally met @y/n, anthony surprised me!
(insert pic)

we’re in the same room why are you tweeting at me @lin_manuel

i want to see your reaction;) @y/n

“did you just winked in real life?”

everytime @lin_manuel uses a winking emoticon, he winks in real life as well

stop exposing me @y/n

lin and you immediately clicked, you talked about everything, you both were flirting at each other. “and when you attacked the villain, that was awesome!” lin was talking about your tv show- which he was really obsessed with. “aww, thank you.” “i love it so much, i’m obsessed with you.” and he paused for a second. “that sounded wrong, i’m sorry.” he then proceeded to blush again. “you look cute when you’re embarrassed.” “well, you don’t have to be embarrassed to be cute.” he smirked.

“yeah, i really enjoyed meeting the cast! they’re so nice.” both of you ended up having dinner together. being the classy person you were, you chose mcdonald’s. lin chewed his fries, as he nodded. “and i really enjoyed meeting you as well,” you continued your sentence. “today’s really fun. thank you, lin.” you stood up, and kissed his cheeks. “i want to know you better,” “then cancel next week’s backstage tour, let’s go on a date.”


i hope y/n is fine

hey, if you are reading this- y/n, i love you so much

i really miss you

come back

rest in peace, rising star- y/n l/n. died of cancer, you will be missed