i laugh like mad at this scene

anonymous asked:

THAT WAS THE BEST VIDEO PURE ORGANIC GOOD IM EMOTIONAL ABOUT IT SO FLIRTY AND PURE????

i cant believe we just witnessed one of the most iconic amazingphil videos ever to date?? this was literally one of the best videos and there were so many parts that stood out like..

for one, the tarot cards literally indicating the idea of dan basically coming to terms with his own identity and sexuality and being able to express himself more openly?? it was just interesting to see a cynical skeptic like dan be so in awe of these tarot cards actually hitting home. dan has been on a constant journey to self discovery and i’ve honestly never seen him more comfortable in his own skin, so the quote “you won’t always have to protect your personality with battle armor” couldn’t have been more appropriate, esp considering dan has lowered his barriers quite dramatically in comparison to his past self and has been letting his genuine self shine through. also with his decision to kill danisnotonfire and the sense of freedom he received as a result of that decision.. got dam

uh… yall… idk if you noticed… but phil deadass made a sex joke about phan on his main channel? it was an innuendo but it was also completely literal and it directly involved him and dan.. plus there was no weird behavior from either of them after phil made the joke, they didn’t do anything in an attempt to overshadow the joke, they just rolled with it? this is history in the making what the fuck

dan and phil and mocking “masculine creative energy” ?? name a more iconic trio

THE BANANA PRANK. the banana prank. the banana prank. this was the cutest shit i have ever seen. dans willingness to go along with whatever phil said even though he was starting to doubt it was so endearing?? phil was so proud of himself for successfully pranking dan and he was laughing so genuinely while dan was just smacking him with the banana peel trying to make it seem like he was mad but failing miserably because he was actually impressed by phils pranking skills and he only tolerates getting pranked if its by his wonderful boyfriend.. i have never experienced more intense third wheeling in my whole entire life! that scene was not meant for us at all, that scene was jus phil being a sly little shit and dans immediate reaction to phil being a sly little shit and they kept it in the video cuz they sappy as shit.. it was just dan howell and phil lester being gross and in love and jfgkdkjg@!1!! also funny how this is the second iconic scene involving a banana, yall mind if i remind you of the banana scene from the pinof 8 bloopers.. ya.. interesting..

conclusion: fuck

Imagine pushing Dean out of anger, only for him to make fun of you, resulting in your anger taking over.

“Dean Winchester, I swear to God, if you don’t give me back my phone this instant!” you yelled out at the eldest Winchester as his boyish snickers rode sound waves to your ears.

“You might just have to jump for it, Y/n,” he smiled. The illuminated screen appeared above his head with a large smile across his face. Sam, with his arms crossed, was no help. In fact, it was almost like he enjoyed watching the scene that was playing out in front of him. “Aw, look, Sammy! She’s getting mad!”

You stomped over to him with your chest heaving up and down in an all too fast rhythm, your fist clenched by your side. Harshly, you shoved at his chest causing him to stumble backwards. “You jerk! Give it back!” The hunt had put you in a rather raw mood. Plus, for the past three days, Dean had done nothing put torment you relentlessly. This was the last straw.

“You hit like a girl!” Dean laughed.

“Dude, okay, I think she’s had enough. Just give her-” But Sam never had time to let the rest of the sentence roll off his tongue. Your fist had connected with Dean’s lip harshly. Needless to say, he was in shock, his eyes wide and lip dripping blood.

“Damn,” he hissed as he wiped away the crimson liquid, “I was just playing around.”

Grabbing your phone, you turned on your heel smirking. “And who said hitting like a girl was a bad thing? Try me again, Winchester. I dare you.”

Really? Him?

Request: Hi!! I was wondering if i could request a eddie kaspbrak x reader where the reader is richies sister and is secretly dating eddie but richie finds out and is mad at first but gets happy when he sees how good they are together??

Pairing: fem!Reader / Eddie Kaspbrak

Fandom: IT 2017

Warnings: Swearing.


Really? Him?

Y/N and Eddie were more than ready to celebrate a full six months together after successfully hiding their relationship from Y/N’s brother, Richie. Of course Y/N wanted to tell Richie, but if she knew the first thing about him, she knew he would absolutely flip his lid! It wasn’t even a precaution, she just knew. It was impossible to tell him anything along the lines of Y/N dating anyone let alone his best friend. That was an utter violation of the bro code.

But Y/N was happy, and she was sure that he would accept them being together in time yet still didn’t want to tell him alone. It was utterly ridiculous, but here they were, passing each other little kisses in Y/N’s room whilst working on their homework together. That was until Richie walked in unannounced in the middle of one of their little pecks.

And it was needless to say that he was beyond mad! Y/N could practically see the smoke come out his ears and his face turn red with anger, or from him holding his breath too long. She didn’t know the difference but she assumed both were bad.

“You’re joking! You’re completely kidding me! This is unbelievable! That’s my fucking sister you twat-waffle! Are you insane?” Richie exclaimed to a now flinching-at-every-shout Eddie before Y/N stepped in.

“Shut the fuck up! I’m old enough to look out for myself, you should know that by now!” She retaliated sharply, her eyes ablaze as she stood up from her original seat, coming in just slightly shorter than her brother.

“Really? Him?! The guy that has not one, but two fanny packs?!” Richie returned, passing an aggressive glare between the two of them. His eyes seemed twice as mad as well as twice as large behind the glasses, Eddie wasn’t sure if his heart was going to burst from his chest or if he had just ruined not only a siblinghood, but a friendship too. He stood up, coming to about Y/N’s height, though still just a bit shorter.

“Trashmouth—” Eddie started, only to be cut off by Richie’s clearly unhappy voice.

“Do not call me that right now.” He stated clearly through gritted teeth, Eddie was sure his glasses would fog up at the heat coming from his face.

“Richie—,

I love her, even if you.. don’t agree with it. She actually makes me feel like I don’t need to wash my hands ten times with hand sanitizer every time I touch her.” Eddie explained but it was no use, Richie was already storming out of the room and slamming the door shut behind him. The picture frame on the wall banged noisily against the wall at the force of the door, leaving everyone unhappy and silent.

*

After what seemed to be an hour or so, Eddie went home, apologising for what felt like the millionth time to Y/N. She didn’t care anymore, she knew it was just her brother having a strop because Eddie was his friend first. She knew it would be back to normal in a week or so anyway.

But it seemed that time would come sooner rather than later. Richie slowly slipped into the room, eyes wide like a deer in headlights and his steps quiet. He wandered to Y/N’s bed whilst she watched him like a hawk, her face showing clear unhappiness.

“I want to apologise for getting mad, it was really rude and disrespectful of me. You both are old enough to not make mistakes.” Richie explained, plopping himself onto her bed with a short huff.

“But he had two fanny packs, Y/N. you need to admit that’s so weird!” Richie exclaimed, actually making Y/N laugh so hard tears dropped from her eyes. She threw both arms around her brother and gave him a tight squeeze, closing her eyes and embracing the moment.

“Thank you for getting protective, Richie, but next time you make a scene I’m going to kick you so hard in the wang you’ll never walk again.” Y/N warned, standing up and leaving the room with a devilish smirk, followed by a playful cackle.

kajuned  asked:

Hey, I'm curious. Is there anything psychologically different between Novel-Izaya and Anime-Izaya, and is there any difference between Novel-Shizuo and Anime-Shizuo?

Oh my, where do I even begin?

There are definitely things psychologically different from Novel-Izaya and Anime Izaya. 

(Fun fact - Anime is an anagram of Namie, I just mispelled it lol) 

I talked about it in this post some time ago. Generally, anime Izaya is made to seem invincible especially in the first season. And because they left out important novel scenes, there’s inconsistency in his character. For example, how did he get knocked out so easily by Slon while talking to Kujiragi when he had the advantage before? It was actually because Kujiragi mentioned Shizuo and Izaya ‘fell silent’. She spoke about Shizuo being a hindrance and thanked Izaya for landing him in jail. 

Whether he was worried about Shizuo or not, Izaya’s moment of silence and the description of his bad feeling shows that he’s not invincible even though he suddenly seemed to gain the upper hand. He was affected by his human feelings and emotions when Kujiragi mentioned Shizuo, for whatever reason. 

I took that as a Shizaya moment because it was very unusual for Izaya. But the point is, Izaya has human feelings and emotions that can render him vulnerable to unexpected consequences and is definitely not invincible, even though he may seem like it. 

This link was something the anime left out, the novels expands on this further with his conversations with other characters and the telephone pole scene where he punched a telephone pole as he thought of betraying Shinra. 

In retrospect Shinra, who lived confidently above this world, did invoke some jealousy in him.

Yet he was attempting to betray even a friend like that. Not a friend by Izaya’s standards, but a “friend”  as defined by most people in the world.

He’ll probably be mad at me if he finds out that I went to meet Celty taking the head with me.


“Haha!”

Izaya couldn’t help but laugh slightly as he pictured his only “friend” by the world’s standards getting mad at him.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

This is the way I have lived my life all along, he laughed as he thought  –

                                                                                                     Laughed  –

                                                                                                       Laughed –                                                                                                            
                                                                                                         Laughed –

He clenched his right fist and slammed it hard into the telephone pole next to him.

- Durarara Volume 9

This was a very important scene in Izaya’s character development especially after they showed his past with Shinra, his only friend. It shows Izaya’s conflict over his own desires which has governed the way he has lived all along and one of his only two relationships - the friendship he has with his only friend. Izaya was affected by a human relationship, and it really shows he isn’t some villain but just an abnormal human who is eternally true to his own desires (but is still affected by relationships like everyone else)

I’m working on a theory for Izaya’s attachment to humanity. It’s taking much longer than I thought since I lack the time to sit down and finish it. But I intend on showing how Izaya is actually very human. It will of course include reference to the Shinra stabbing incident as Izaya said himself it was probably the only thing that affected the formation of his personality in a significant way. I’ll also refer to the interviews about Izaya in his novel. So I’m currently integrating all the information together, both old and new about Izaya to formulate a theory that may explain Izaya’s attachment to humanity. You might want to look out for that if you’re interested in the psychology of novel Izaya. 

Other than novel Izaya not being invincible (both psychologically and outwardly), I guess another psychological difference would be that Izaya is actually a very private person. The impression I got from the first season was that Izaya was a very open person (not open-mindedness, as in socially open). 

But Izaya behind all his talk and interaction is actually very private. You don’t see it in the anime, but in the novel he thinks to himself a lot, reflects quite a bit, and generally is…very confident in his own identity internally. For example, Mikado’s first impression of Izaya was not that he was a weird person, but that he looked like an ‘intellectual that gave tuition in some remote district’. It speaks to the demeanor novel Izaya has that Mikado would form such an impression of him. 

Even though he might seem open with humans, Izaya actually keeps to himself a lot. Shinra said himself in his interview that Izaya’s not the type to stand in front of people. You can see that in both the novel and anime version of middle school Izaya. While he was portrayed like a rebel in the anime, in the novel he was just distant and enjoying observing humans. He was actually a model student, not a rebel, so that’s another difference in portrayal there. 

What a strange guy. 

I’ll just keep observing him in the future.

But I have to watch out. Getting too close to him might be dangerous.

So this is just a small scene when Izaya thinks as he watched Shinra leave to go home to Celty (though he didn’t know that yet). But even with Shinra Izaya is already distancing himself. He tells himself he can’t get too close to Shinra, can’t let himself be too affected and involved in their friendship. Perhaps he’s apprehensive Shinra wouldn’t satisfy his expectations, perhaps he just doesn’t want to become like everyone else - whatever the reason is, Izaya has, since young, kept a distance between himself and humans. So much that he has to be ‘wary’ when he feels himself getting closer to Shinra than necessary.

At first sight, he looked like a gentle-natured man of slender build, but his features had a relative sharpness in them, making him the perfect exemplification of the word “handsome”. He was smiling as if willing to accept anything in the world as part of him; yet at the same time his eyes shone without mercy as if he held contempt for everything except himself. The way he dressed was idiosyncratic, but it was hard to point at why. Overall, he gave an elusive and mercurial vibe.

- Durarara Volume 5

What are the implications of this? Well, it just shows how distant Izaya is from humans. And how he keeps to himself. Even though he’s handsome, it doesn’t matter to him, and he may only use his good looks for human observation and not any socialization. He has a stable internal perception of his love for humans, so he’s willing to accept anything, but at the same time he’s the only one who understands his love for humans so he holds a contempt for everything except himself. 

One reason why could be his tendency to keep things to himself and how he’s a private person. Like, he says he loves humans and declares love for humans but except with Shinra (and a reluctant Shizuo), doesn’t try to form any sort of relationship with them. He doesn’t try to connect to them in a way they can understand (maybe because he can’t because of his upbringing) and so they can’t understand him. And so he’s left with him only understanding himself and being shunned and outcast from society, which will naturally breed contempt.

That might be why Izaya seems mysterious and ‘elusive’ - because he’s such a private person. He’s more introverted in the novels, in that it seems natural for him to be alone with his thoughts. I guess you can kind of see this in Volume 5 where he’s shown to have stayed at an internet cafe alone while working on his plans for the city, left alone and walked away alone, he basically just does things alone.

Novel Izaya is also not in control of everything. Well you can see that in the anime as well when he got knocked out twice. But I mean, he’d move the piece that will give him the most advantage, but generally he’s open to any result. He just seems like he’s in control all the time because he accepts everything that happens (except with Shizuo). Because he loves humans unilaterally and doesn’t have any personal feelings or relationships with them (except Shinra and Shizuo) So again, he’s not invincible in his predictions. He does have some idea of how things will go and what he wants to see, but he’s less of a ‘mastermind’ in that sense. He’s still a mastermind, but has less of the ‘mastermind mindset’? In that he doesn’t expect everything to go according to plan. 

And I suppose novel Izaya is more sensitive. You don’t see it in the anime, but when he was left out of hotpot, it was mentioned he ‘felt more lonely than usual’. Tsukumoya said that he’s lonely but accepts that loneliness. And he was not happy at being left out of the events of Volume 4, which is part of the reason why he wanted the ‘city’s holiday’ to be over. He’s more human in that sense. Like, he’s a logical minded man, but he actually acts on his feelings quite a bit. He is affected by his feelings, sometimes even driven by them (like in the death match with Shizuo) and is definitely human.

Also, novel Izaya is more like a child. As in, there are various times in which he’s described like a kid having fun. So in that sense he really doesn’t have any malice. He just wants to see, like a kid discovering more about the world. Shiki agrees with this, in both the novels and his interview for Izaya’s novel. I’ll be expanding on this with my Izaya attachment theory in the future. 

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Suffocated and Smiling

Originally posted by aj-squidkid

A/N: Oh my gosh have you ever seen a worse title? Don’t worry though lol this is just straight up cuddly wuddly fluff. also im posting this off a computer for the first time (my laptop is broken so that wont happen often lol) so idk how formatting works oh boy oh man

“Stop wiggling!” You whisper, words choppy with a giggle. You try to shove him into a comfortable position but the room is dark and there’s not enough room for you to lie next to each other on the office couch.

Ethan shifts again, snuggling his head against your chest and tightening his arm where it rests against your side. “Nah.”

“You are…” You shift, trying to distribute his weight above you. “…incredibly frustrating.” You laugh when he smiles brightly up at you.

“Yup!” He brings a hand up to tap a finger to your lips. “But you love me.”

“Maybe.” You roll your eyes and he pouts. Sighing, Ethan lays his head back on your chest, wrapping both arms back around you and under your back. He’s heavy but you’ll deal with it.

Sighing, Ethan relaxes and suddenly you’re being crushed by dead weight. “Eth!” You slap your hand on his arm. “I literally can not breathe you’re killing me!” Ethan pulls his arms from under you and props himself up on his elbows so you can breathe again.

“Sorry…” He whispers and grins at you.You wheeze a little before reaching up and thumping him lightly on the side of the head. “You’re really trying to kill me.” You say quietly.

“Oh don’t be like that.” He drops his elbows to nuzzle against your neck and hold you close to him, basically trapping you in his embrace. His breath tickles and you try to push him away while you laugh. “Ethan! Breaks are supposed to be relaxing.” You laugh again when he moves his hands down your sides. Grabbing a handful of his hair you tug gently on it to pull him away. He starts to protest but you shush him. “Shh we’re supposed to be working. I’ll kill you if you get us in trouble.”

Ethan laughs again, but quieter. “It was your idea to sneak off.” He smirks at you and you roll your eyes.

“Shut up, you’re making it sound gross. You’ve been working all day you need to step away from that computer every once in awhile.”

Ethan grins and leans down to give you a soft kiss . “Aw look at you, all concerned for my health.” He shuffles down a bit and settles back above you in a way that gives you enough room to breathe but keeps you both from falling off the couch. Wrapping his arms back around you and returning his head to its resting spot above your heart, he sighs. “This is nice. Thank you.”

Your heart melts a little as you lean down to kiss the top of his head. “Of course, Eth. Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

-

You’re not sure when, but the both of you must have nodded off because the next thing you knew the room was bright and loud. Your brain tuned in just in time for Ethan to jump awake and ultimately topple off the couch, almost taking you with him. You can hear Mark laughing and you look up to see him in the doorway, hand still on the lightswitch. Tylers head pokes around the frame and he smiles at the scene. You reach down to help Ethan up and laugh at his messy hair and wide eyes.

“Nooo!” Amy’s voice reaches you as she runs back into the room. “Mark I told you not to wake them that would have been such a cute picture!”

You groan and hide your face against Ethan’s side. He stands in front of the couch, blushing like mad and holding your hand in a firm grip. Marks still laughing and you can hear Kathryn’s giggle as she enters the room.

“I hate you all.” You announce, voice muffled.

“Aww don’t be like that.” Amy pouts.

“I thought you looked cute.” Tyler adds.

You groan loudly and pull Ethan back onto the couch, attempting to hide behind him. He puts his arm around you but that only sets off another round of “aw’s” from the people at the door.

Ethan laughs quietly when you look up at him, cheeks flushed and eyes embarrassed. “We have the worst friends.” You say. 

Ethan laughs again, but still leans down to kiss you sweetly “I agree.”

Originally posted by deaneatscake

So this scene (and Cas obeying it)  in 13x06 made me think of this line from @skittythegreat fic Diary of a Fake Nurse  It’s Meg lost in thought about the Winchesters and how they relate to Cas.

It’s like you hang around them long enough they forget what you are. The way they infantilize their angel I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. He could crush them with a thought and they make him ride in the back seat.

It’s so true and I laughed out loud at that line when I read it, but then I got kind of mad over it.  YES they do, but dammit, he lets them do it.

Like this:

Originally posted by superduperdestiel

The only reason Cas is pinned against that wall is because he’s letting Dean do it. Not sure why I’m posting this, just interesting that Dean believes he truly has any physical advantage against an angel, it’s like Cas is just letting him be angry or grumpy or whatever because Dean needs to be angry or grumpy or whatever.

Jughead Jones | My Little Serpent (part two)

Count of words: 1749

Warnings: none

A/N: I just hope you like it♥ also I from now will be doing 13 reasons why imagines ♥ YAYYYY ♥

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AND REQUESTS HERE

part one

Original request :

@TAYRAE515 ASKED:
OK SO DON’T HATE ME BUT I HAD ANOTHER IDEA! COULD YOU DO ONE WHERE YOU ARE ONCE AGAIN ARCHIE’S YOUNGER SISTER AND YOU AND JUGHEAD ARE REALLY CLOSE FRIENDS SO WHEN HE BECAME A SERPENT YOU WERE AROUND THEM A LOT AND BECAME FRIENDS OF THE SERPENTS AND BECAUSE THEY TAKE CARE OF THERE OWN THE OFFER YOU A JACKET TO AND ARCHIE AND BETTY AND THE GANG FIND OUT AND GET UPSET, THEY FEEL LIKE THEY ALREADY LOST JUGGIE AND DON’T WANT TO LOSE ANOTHER FRIEND BUT YOU JOIN AND IDK FLUFF? JUGHEAD X READER. 💕💕💕

anonymous asked:

Could you possibly write a continuation to My Little Serpent please? Preferably where Fred finds out about the Reader becoming a Serpent and how he responds, also maybe him, Archie and the others finding out about the reader and Jug’s relationship. Sorry if it’s too much!

anonymous asked:

My little serpent part two pleaseeee 😍

musiczeldafreik  asked:

I found your blog and I love everything on it. It’s so amazing!!! Are you planning on doing a part 2 of my little serpent? If so, thatd be amazing!! I hope you have a fantastic day c:


The whole night you spent on that couch. He would say things to calm you down but your tears would not stop. He wouldn’t give up though. He would hold you in his arms stroking your hair and back in attemts to relax you. “It’s ok Y/N. It’s gonna be alright. You can stay here for as long as needed. You know the serpents love you. I love you,” he said. You stopped crying after he said that and you just stared at his face. “Yo-you love me?” You asked surprised. Jug didn’t reply so you took matters in your own hands and you kissed him. You kissed him with so much love you had never shown to anyone. “I love you too,” you uttered before the boy took you in his arms bridal style and run to the bedroom playfully as you laughed. He seemed so happy you said that, so he through you on the bed and run to the window and opened it. “My little serpent loves me back,” he screamed repeatingly so every one would know.

Warm sunrays hit your face that beautiful morning, removing you from the comfort of your much needed slumber. You were locked within a pair of strong arms that, took you a minute to realise, were Jughead’s. One of them was firmly wrapped around your waist, while the other was placed underneath your head, comforting it as the muscules worked as a pillow. It was a moment to savor but you were cut short when the events of the previous night hit you like a brick wall. You moved a little and stared at the jackets resting next to the double bed. One was huge, enough to cover your body down to the knee, meaning it was Jughead’s. The second was smaller. It was a little bit longer than a normal woman’s lether jacket but it was indeed yours. You started feeling uneasy due to the memories of the things said between you and your brother to the point hot tears begun streaming down your face. You didn’t take notice that Jughead was awake and watching you until he softy kissed your expossed neck and turned you around, pulling you close to his body, hugging you as if you’d be gone.

A knock on the door was what took you out of that beautiful moment the two of you shared. You thought that whoever it was would leave and come another time so you could cuddle some more, but the knocking was prominent, leading you to the conclusion that it was importand. With an annoyed groan your now boyfriend made his was to the small kitchen/ living room, where the door was placed, and opened it not asking who it was. You heard a manly voice but you did not know who it was, until you heard yelling as well. “Let me see her Jug. She’s my sister,” the voice said. “No! She practically cried herself to sleep last night because of you, Arch. Hell, she woke up this morning and the first thing she did was cry,” Jughead argued back to the reportively red headed boy before him. “I am sure of that and that’s why I’m here. I want to apologize,” he pleaded until you walked to the scene, nodding for Jughead to let Archie in. 

After Archies apologizes things seemed to be a little bit calmer. You returned home with him; leaving the jacket at Jughead’s obviously, trying to figure out how to tell your dad that you were one with the so called criminals of the town. You were sure he would not be very happy about it. But you did have to tell him eventually, i wouldn’t be a secret for ever. 

It was a cold night and Jughead had taken you from you house to go on a walk, meaning to walk to the Whyte Wyrm, cause it seemed that that’s were your walked always end up. You were holding hands and talking about everything and anything as you reached your first stop; his trailer. You wanted to take your jacket from there, not only to shield you from the cold wheather, something Jug was doing on the way there, but also because you enjoyed the vibe it gave you. After picking it up you made your way to your actual destination and walked in with no second thoughts. 

You knew almost everyone in the bar and everyone was actually so nice. There were a couple of guys that walked up to you, hugged you, informing you how glad they were you accepted their signature jacket and more. Some even came up to you and refered to you as the “Serpent’s Queen”. You found it funny and stupid as you were no queen, but rather a simple high school student spending too much time in the ‘wrong’ side of town. But they insisted, which was very sweet. Still you couldn’t understand why.

The night unrolled smoothly and it was time for you to go home. Once again Jughead would walk you there. You were actually so caught up in the conversation that you forgot about the jacket, and you walked inside your house with it on. “Dad, I’m home,” you called after seeing your dad by the kitchen island. “Hey, sweety. Would you mi- What are you wearing?” He asked slightly mad. “Well I’m pretty sure I’m wearing what I was before leaving the house earlier,” you replied sarcastically, laughing a bit at your dad’s reaction. Archie was by him watching the scene and trying to inform you that you were still wearing your Serpent jacket. “Shit,” you mumbled under your breath when realising that. “Is that a south side serpent’s jacket that you’re wearing?” Fred said walking closer to you and inspecting the item. “N-no?” You stated, more like questioned. “Y/N, what are you doing with a serpent’s jacket?” Your father asked as he gently pulled you to the kitchen, where your brother was watching the scene unfold. “It’s Jugheads?” You once again guestioned-stated, trying to find a good explanation to feed your dad with. But it didn’t work. “Y/N Y/M/N Andrews, the truth,” your father demanded, aggravated of you lying. “Ok, look,” you sighed. “I’ve spent so much time in the Southside with Jughead that the serpents feel me as one of their own.” “You are not, for God’s sake. Take that jacket of, now.” “Dad no!” you protested. “They care about me. They are family. Did you know they had one of their own to take care of me? Because your dear son and his friends can not understand when things are to dangerous? Huh? Did you? Did you know how your lovely son has been dragging me into every single one of their problems and ‘adventures’, putting my life in danger? “ you yelled at your father, completely livid at what had just happened. “Go to your room, darling. Sleep. We’ll talk about it tomorrow. You are seeing red now and you just don’t know what you are talking about,” he requested trying to clean your angry tears. “No. I’ll go to Jughead. You should have a little talk with Arch here. Maybe you’ll actually get informed about how many times this year they’ve put my life in danger. Without telling me, or asking me to help,” you replied and run into your room to call Jughead. “Hey, it’s me. Can I sleep over? Yeah? Great. Pick me up? Thank you. Yes. Just hurry.” After you hung up you started packing a little bag with some essentials. You had no intentions on coming back until Archie admitted to his actions. 

Jughead indeed hurried to pick you up, scared that anything would have happened to you. He was relieved to see you just fine but he was confused when he saw your packed bag pack. “What’s that for?” He questioned when he started the car once again. “I was curious if you minded me staying at yours for a little while,” you confessed. Jughead was shocked but tried to hide it. “Just for a couple of days. Until my brother stops being a prick.” You added and he laughed a bit. “You will always be welcome, baby,” you smiled at the nickname given to you by the raven boy. For a moment nothing mattered. Seeing that you didn’t reply, Jughead turned his head to check on you and you softly smiled up at him. “I love you,” he quietly mumbled, placing his free hand on top of your thigh. “I love you, too,” you said back, taking it into your small arms and fidgeting with his fingers. After that everything was calm. You soon reached your destination and Jughead quickly allowed you to enter the warm and cozy home. Swiftly, he picked you in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom, where he allowed you to change after giving you a big sweatshirt of his and a pair of his boxers. He simply removed his clothes, revealing his underwear and then pulling a T-shirt over his head. “Come here,” he ordered after resting his body down on the comfortable mattress. You obligated and moved close to his open arms, where he embraced you in a hug, keeping you there for the rest of the night.

When the morning came around and the warm sun embraced the two of you, Jughead just pulled you closer to his body, lovingly, as if you’d leave if he didn’t, both of you still in deep slumber. A few stray hairs were covering your calm face, your lips slightly parted as your head rested in the crook of his neck. His right arm was firmly wrapped around your waist as his other hand was resting on top of your head, caressing it in his sleep every now and again. It was a moment to savor for anyone watching, but not for long. A loud thud was heard from the kitchen/ living room and footsteps were making their way to the small bedroom. You were still sleeping but Jughead woke up when a deafening gasp came from the surprising visitors. Archie, was one of them, and he quickly let his anger take over him, screaming at his friend. “Not here. She is sleeping. Let’s go outside,” he suggested and got out of the bed, making you wince at the lost of contact. 

“What’s gotten into you? Why were you and my sister like that?” Archie begun and Jughead got ready to reply. “Arch, stop,” Betty burged in. “We both know you were trying to avoid it but it would happen and you knew it,” she reasoned. Jughead seemed lost but quickly caught up with the two. “They are finally dating and you should be happy for your sister.” She said smiling warmly at your boyfriend. “You don’t understand B. My sister became a serpent because of him. She’s slowly drifting away from me,” he confessed looking down. “You are taking her away from me,” he whispered to Jughead. “I am not Archie. You are pushing her away. You simply need to accept she is her own person. You will not always be able to make decisions for her.” He said and smlied warmly at the red head. “He’s right, Arch,”  you commented entering the small living room where the red head was, accompanied from the blond girl and the raven boy. “You will not always be there to make decisions for me. But I appreciate you try,” You added hugging your brother. It seems that for once, things were good. 

Imagine Playing Crowley’s daughter

Originally posted by thomasanddodie

To say that Jared and Jensen could be annoying at times was an understatement. Jared and Jensen are like hell on wheels, constantly messing up takes, pranking people, and constantly teasing you about things you couldn’t change. When Misha joined the cast they would direct all joking and teasing to him, it didn’t happen as much when Mark joined the cast because they now teased him. You joined the cast during season ten you played Crowley’s daughter and ever since day one they would mess with you, its just how they show love.

You were born in england so you have a very thick british accent, almost more british then Mark’s, you were also a lot shorter then the boys, they were already freakishly tall standing at around six foot, then compare that to you around five feet they towered over you.

You sighed as you heard your alarm go off knowing you had to get up to go to set. When you got to set you headed for the makeup trailer, sitting down at your seat you waited for them to start on you. Anna one of the make up artists handed you a cup of tea, your favorite thing to have in the morning.

“ Wow I cant believe you managed to become more british (Y/N). ”

“ What do you mean Jared?” You sighed.

Jared pointed to your cup of tea.

“ Really just because Im drinking tea that makes me more british.”

“ Well the only person that drinks as much tea as you on set is Mark. And don’t you guys usually have tea breaks together. You’re like one of the most british people ever.”

You groaned knowing Jared he wouldn’t stop teasing you about being british till you die.

Even though you played Crowleys daughter you ended up doing more scenes with Jared and Jensen and Misha then Mark. Which sucked because Mark was no where near as bad as J2M. You take your mark for the scene.

“ And action.” The director yells.

In this scene Sam and Dean asked for your help with defeating lucifer because Crowley wouldn’t help.

“ Listen we need your help, your dad wont help us and without someone who has access to the books you have, we have no hope.” Jensen said in Deans rough voice.

“ Why should I help you, you’ve never done anything for me accept kidnap me one time, and try to get to my dad through me so why should I do bloody anything for you.” You said trying to sound as mean as you could.

“ We would give you tea.” Jared no longer acting as Sam laughed.

“God damn you Jared this scene was going so well and this is are last scene of the day why do you have to be so bloody annoying you prick.”

As you looked around at the director you noticed him and everyone laughing or trying to stop laughs.

“ Were sorry (Y/N) but you’re just so gosh darn cute when you say stuff like that. Its like a puppy trying to get mad.” Jensen said trying to get you to understand why they were laughing.

“ Mark has an accent just like mine why don’t you go tease him and call him cute.”

“Sorry (Y/N) Mark has no where near as cute of an accent as you do. Plus he doesn’t care when we tease him, you get so angry and its so adorable.”

“ Thanks Misha, I thought you guys were my friends.”

“ We are we just cant help it your so adorable.”

You sighed knowing that the teasing was no were near done, at least they weren’t doing it to be mean. Its just they couldn’t help it when you tried to sound angry you were to cute. Gosh darn your accent.

GOT7 - You getting jealous over a kissing scene.

 Request: Got7 reaction to s/o getting jealous over their drama kissing scene.


Mark: He was going to have to do a kissing scene on Got7’s new MV, but he didn’t tell you anything, because he wanted it to be a surprise. “MARK!” You yelled at him as soon as you finished seeing the MV. “What, did you like it?” He asked smiling. “No! Why didn’t you tell me you were going to kiss someone?” You looked angry at him. “Oh… I thought you wouldn’t mind. I wanted it to be a surprise.” He approached you. “You know… You’re the one I like to kiss.” He smiled. “Good to know.” You smiled and kissed his lips.

Originally posted by justrightforjb

Jaebum: He was filming a drama and had to do a kissing scene. He told you and until then you didn’t care, this is totally normal. But once you saw the scene, you became jealous. It seemed to be very real, it seemed to have a lot of love in the scene. You pouted and said nothing. “What, didn’t you like it?” He asked looking at you. You didn’t answer. “Please don’t be mad at me.” He pretended that he was crying and made you laugh. “I can’t get mad at you.” You rolled your eyes and hugged him.

Originally posted by got7europe

Jackson: At first, you really wouldn’t mind. I mean, of course you wouldn’t really like to see the scene, but it’s not something that bothered you. But Jackson was teasing you. “Oh, I miss that kiss, it was so good.” He spoke as he reviewed the scene for the hundredth time. “OK, YOU COULD PLEASE STOP?” You screamed, without patience. “I really don’t care that you kissed this bitch! Just shut up.” You snorted. “Oh baby, you don’t have to care, I love you, I’m joking, it wasn’t even that good.” He said laughing.

Originally posted by gsvnrewind

Jinyoung: You were already used to some kissing scenes and you never really cared. But this time it really bothered you because it was a really heated kiss. You pretended not to care, but whenever you had to see the scene, you turned off the TV. “Why do you always do this?” He asked looking at you. “Anything.” You shrugged. “Are you sure?” “Yes.” You pouted. “Look… I love you, okay? I love you more than anything and that kiss didn’t mean anything.” He looked at you with love and you smiled. “Okay, okay, I love you too.”

Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae: You two were watching the new Got7 MV and everything was very beautiful, as always. Until a Youngjae kiss scene appears. You leave the room at once, leaving him alone. You don’t want to look like a jealous person, but seeing your boyfriend kissing someone else is strange. Even if it’s just fiction. “Baby… What happened?” He spoke coming to you. “Nothing.” You smiled, trying to hide the jealousy. “You know the only mouth I like to kiss is yours, right?” He spoke smiling and approached your face. “And you’re the one I love.” He spoke and kissed your lips.

Originally posted by crazyalienpotato

Bambam: He knows you very well and knows you would be jealous. As soon as you watched the scene, he kissed you right away. “Why did you do that?” You looked at him. “Because I knew you were going to be jealous… Am I wrong?” He looked at you. “No.” You smiled sheepishly. “But it’s not my fault. It’s not cool to see my boyfriend kissing someone else.” “I know, I would feel the same thing, but I love you and that’s what matters.”

Originally posted by bamethyst

Yugyeom: You saw the scene of the kiss and looked at him instantly, who was looking at you with a childish smile. You rolled your eyes and left the room, leaving him alone. “What happened?” He came to you, confused. “Why didn’t you tell me?” You looked angry at him. “About the kiss?” He asked and you agreed. “Because I thought it wasn’t important.” “Of course it is! It’s my boyfriend kissing someone else.” You pouted and he smiled immediatly. “Oh baby, you don’t have to be jealous, I’m only yours.”

Originally posted by datyugyummy

Imagine Chris explaining how he found out you were placed on Team Iron Man.

You and Chris sat in the interview room, waiting for the next interviewer to enter. You were still giggling at how immature Chris had been when Sasha, the previous interviewer, mentioned that you were on Team Iron Man. He didn’t really care, of course, it was all part of the act to promote the movie. The whole reason they put you on Team Iron Man was because you were Chris’ wife; that little conflict of interest was creating a buzz with the media and the fans that promoted the movie in ways no one had imagined.

“You look so beautiful today, sweetheart,” Chris complimented.

“Thank you, honey.” You smiled. “You’re looking very dapper yourself.”

The door clicked open and the next interviewer came in, introducing himself as Max. You both shook hands with him then he sat down and the camera started rolling as he began congratulating the both of you on the success of the movie, as well as your second anniversary, and asking his questions. It didn’t take long for him to bring up the fact that you were on Team Iron Man, like you’d said- it was all people were talking about.

“So I’ve heard that Chris is still sore about you being on Team Iron Man,” Max started. You both chuckled when you heard Chris groan. “Does that make things difficult for you guys at home? Is there a Mr. and Mrs. Smith situation going on? Does your husband hold grudges?”

“You have no idea,” you chuckled, glancing at Chris who was trying hard not to laugh because he knew what you were about to say next. “When he found out I was on Team Iron Man, he actually scolded me for-” You started to tell the story but he cut you off before you could finish.

“She’s telling that story way out of context,” Chris held up a finger at you and you chuckled. “You have to know how I found out first to understand why I was upset with her.” He didn’t actually get upset, that was all part of the bid, but they didn’t need to know that. “So- I was having lunch with RDJ and Kevin Feigi when RDJ’s phone rang.” Chris used his hand to make a phone gesture and placed it to his ear, “he picked up, said nothing, then all of a sudden he looks to me with his eyes lit up and fist pumped.” He acted it out as he explained. “Of course, Kevin already knew so he was sitting there laughing softly to himself whereas I’m just completely clueless, wondering what they were both smirking about.”

“When did Robert tell you the news?”

“Immediately after his little cheer and fist pump,” Chris chuckled. “And he didn’t just tell me the news, he freakin’ rubbed it in my face. He was all like- ‘haha, Y/N is on Team Iron Man’, ‘your wife is on Team Iron Man’, 'what are you going to do, man?’ Etcetera, etcetera.”

“He was not happy with me when he got home,” you giggled. “He walked in and slammed the door behind him, tossing a Captain America shirt at me. I think he said, 'it’s Captain America or nothing.’ I was laughing so hard I couldn’t stop to remind him that it wasn’t my choice, it was Marvel’s.”

“You know what the worst part of it was?” Chris added, “the entire time we were filming Civil War, she like- ditched me every time RDJ came along because she was on his team. I think one lunch, she told me she couldn’t make it because she was going over to his trailer city.”

“Like you’d pass up an invitation to his trailer for lunch,” you countered, laughing. “He has ditched me before too,” you defended your actions and Max laughed. “Literally, when it comes to going to lunch at RDJ’s- there is no friends or family clause, it’s just- every man for himself.”

“That’s true,” Chris nodded, laughing. “Mackie was so mad when Sebastian got invited and he didn’t, that was like-” he choked on his laughter, grabbing his left breast. “The best day ever 'cause I remember Mackie coming over to me complaining but I was going too.”

“Getting an invitation from RDJ is honestly the best thing ever, he has amazing food on his trailer. I think that’s the best part about being on Team Iron Man though, 'cause we’re always in scenes together and he always has food on him.” You told Max and heard Chris groan. “But then again,” you placed your hand on Chris’ knee and squeezed it gently, “it’s also great to be married to Captain America because he helps me work all that food off.”

“That’s all I’m good for, huh?” Chris teased, taking your hand in his.

“Well, you’re good for other things too but they’re filming this interview,” you responded with a smirk and Chris and Max laughed. “I can just see that becoming a gif and trending on Tumblr,” you giggled as you turned to the camera. “Can we cut that out, please?”

“That’s not going to happen,” Max chuckled with a shake of his head. “This interview is gold.”

“Yeah, and now it’s on the record that I’m good for other things too.” Chris winked and you laughed.

anonymous asked:

ilysm ur blog is literally one of my faves <3 anyways darling could i pls get a yoongi fluff where all of the boys are staying at your apartment for a sleepover and you fall asleep and when the boys try to mess with you yoongi comes over and lays with his arms around you so nobody can prank you? thx babe :)

Meaningful sleepover

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I hope you like it anon, first fluff ever :D


Blankets and pillows? Check. Snacks and drinks? Check. The latest horror movie as well as some board games? Also check. It looked like everything was ready for your sleepover with a bunch of crazy, but lovable dorks. A mountain of blankets and huge, soft pillows lining the big couch for comfort. You had planned to stay over at your apartment this time as it was almost as big as theirs and you always hang around at their home. At eight should the boys arrive, the main food you already ordered coming at nine, so you had enough time to prepare the movie and play one of your favourite games.

A little after eight the doorbell rang, your steps light-footed as you opened the front door of your apartment, a bright smile on your face.

“Hey, what’s up, y/n?”, it was Taehyung who greeted you first, embracing you shortly ere he walked inside as if it was his house. The maknae doing it alike, ruffling your hair with his bunny smile, following Tae to your living room. After Jungkook, Namjoon and Jin both hugged you as well, handing you a six-pack of beer.

“Thanks guys, but take it with you”, you laughed, giving the bottles back to Jin. You turned around again, Jimin, Hoseok and Yoongi standing impatiently in the door, the frosty weather of mid-winter howling at their backs. “Come in, guys, it’s freezing!”, you demanded, rubbing your bare arms.

“Hey sunshine”, Hoseok shot you his hugest smile, hair hidden under a black beanie. “Everything’s ready already? Fast as ever.”

“Who do you think I am?”, you nudged his sides as he let you go out of his hug. Then you greeted a smirking Jimin and lastly Yoongi. “Hey”, you said shyly, Yoongi making you nervous with his presence alone. Some time you thought that he didn’t like you as he would never warm up whenever you were around.

“Hey, y/n”, he said, faintly smiling while giving you a short, reserved hug as a greeting. His coat was covered in snow, cold under your hands. Yoongi smelled good, his light cologne mixed with the winter scenery he came from and you felt how your heartbeat increased. It was always the same, heart racing, flushed cheeks if he looked at you. Yes, you had a major crush on him, his dry humour and sarcastic comments making you giggle all the time and his smile was so cute you couldn’t resist it although he wouldn’t smile around you as often, unluckily.

“Yah! Stop it, Hyung”, it was Jungkook’s voice filling the apartment and waking you from your thoughts, still touching Yoongi’s back.

“You’re here for freaking two minutes and start to fight already? New record guys”, you called out, taking Yoongi’s coat while he slandered through your corridor to the other guys.

“Sorry, y/n”, five voices reached you at the same time while you snickered and followed the pale guy in front of you, whose hair was damp from the few snowflakes in his hair. How badly you wanted to rub it dry, touch it as it looked utterly soft.. You shook your head. Focus, y/n, not a chance he likes you even a bit.

The evening went smoothly, games always fun with the seven boys, one louder than the other, cracking jokes and filling your quiet apartment with laughter. You loved such nights, your best friends around you, delicious food, board games and a cozy, warm feeling of friendship, care and love roaming around the heated living room. After your first two rounds on the play station the food arrived. Then you decided to snuggle up on the couch, the movie you had chosen in your group-chat playing while the eight of you cuddled up next to each other, you laying in the middle, feeling kind of awkward next to Jungkook and Jin who constantly poked your sides or started to frighten you while you hid slightly under your own blanket, the movie too scary and absolutely not your favourite genre as you lived alone and had a fear of darkness. Your imagination far too crazy to watch such movies constantly.

“Look, y/n, you remember the time you made us watch a fucking Bollywood movie? We had more than three hours of singing, dancing people which wanted to find the love of their life, so don’t think we will let you live tonight”, Jin explained, laughing while telling you that you better not fell asleep next to them. “We made plans, right Hobi?”

“Sorry, y/n”, the guy who smiled as if the sun just rose said, an apologising glance on his handsome face.

You sighed exaggerating. “Don’t talk too much, better watch this stupid movie.”

And so they did, unlike you. The scenes would be the best material for your nightmares wherefore you decided to distract yourself by watching Yoongi as he sat motionless on the other side of the couch, next to Jimin. Why had he to be this good-looking and cute? You sighed again, never letting the concentrated man out of your eyes. His hair was dry again, softly falling to his forehead, hands folded in his lap while he leaned lazily against the rest of the sofa, not laying flat as the other guys. His brown eyes were focused on the screen of the TV before his head turned towards you. Just for a second your eyes locked, his expression changing from loveable? to his typical cold glare. Then his head shot towards the TV again as if he never intended to direct his gaze to you. But he did! With freaking soft eyes. Your heart raced again, feeling the blood rush into your cheeks as you snuggled under your blanket, covering your heated face from the others. God, you were predictable and awkward around him. That he didn’t notice your obvious feelings was just a wonder!

Not long after that you felt the tiredness you had in your bones during the day seek through your body, eyelids suddenly heavy and you were determined to close them just for as long as the movie lasted.


“Better write with a waterproofed marker, Jimin”, Taehyung’s voice reached Yoongi’s ears, a whisper not to wake you up after you fell asleep in the middle of the movie the other guys wanted to watch. “We could paint a penis like in old times.”

Agreeing cheers, quietly not to wake you, filled the room, the three youngest ones around your sleeping body, discussing how to mess with your sleeping state.

“Got it, let’s look for one then”, snickering the three of them made their way to your kitchen, searching for a marker to draw obscene paintings on your soft, blushed skin. He knew exactly that they wouldn’t stop ere you would wake up, chasing them in your staggering state if you would see what they did to you. It made him smile as he imagined you running after them, your messy hair standing in all directions with a bit of your saliva dried on your shirt.

“What’re you smiling about”, Hoseok nudged him. “Let’s see what we can do to mess with her.”

His best friend stood up, circling the room ere he opened the door to your storeroom.

“Guys, I found the best damn thing we could do to make her mad”, he laughed excited and Yoongi wondered why you didn’t open your eyes at the noises roaring around you. As he turned to Hoseok again a creepy looking mask was in his hands, his eyebrows wiggling at the remaining three guys on the couch.

“You’re a genius, Hobi!”, Jin jumped up, taking the mask in his hands to hold it in front of his face. “Y/n was so afraid of the bloody scenes she would shit her cute shorts if we wake her up like this!”

Namjoon who was quiet for a while agreed, his grin spreading from one side to the other, dimples showing deep on his cheeks.

Was he the only one who didn’t want to mess with you? He was, but the reason he would never admit to the others. Yoongi was in love with you head over heels the moment you stepped inside his room the night of a party, disturbing the only place he had at least a little privacy in. You were clearly drunk, your short dress revealing too much of your soft skin, hair a wild mess of curls with the most beautiful face he had ever seen, a bright, apologising smile on your angelic face. His breath got stuck as he laid eyes on you, wobbling legs on high heels while holding onto the door to his bedroom. You had apologised countless times without realising that your feet dragged you to his bed, sitting down to push your heels of your feet. Yoongi had watched you, too confused to react, but as you began to speak weird things he had to laugh and then one think topped the other until he sat next to you, holding your face in his big hands. You tasted utterly sweet, a mixture of alcohol and strawberry lip gloss as you kissed him so possessive that he got drunk on you. Addicted, but the next day you had forgotten meeting him while Jimin and Namjoon invited you over again. As weeks passed he was too far in and tried not to show you any kind of affection, pissed that you had forgotten him, the kiss and the night you spent together.

Until tonight. He couldn’t watch anymore as Jimin, Tae and Jungkook came back a few pencils in their hands, Hoseok and Jin getting ready to prank you while Namjoon and Yoongi sat there watching the others prepare to prank you.

Without another word he stood up, the boys cracking up in one corner as they told the younger ones their ideas. Yoongi walked towards you, falling down right beside your sleeping figure, laying his arm around you to pull you closer until your head rested on his chest, his heartbeat loud enough to wake you up, the other hand brushing your hair behind your ear. Finally he was able to touch you, maybe with the excuse to protect you from the crazy kids, but he shielded you. Yoongi embraced your beautiful body like he dreamt of the last months, your skin feeling hot and right on his and he felt all eyes on him.

“Dude, what are you doing?”, Namjoon whispered, staring at Yoongi and you in his arms. “Are you a thing or what is going on?”

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders. Maybe you weren’t, but he would change that fact if you opened your eyes. He swore that he would confess, tell you about the night you two made out and all the feelings which built inside him for you.

“After tomorrow we are. Anyone who tries to touch her has to get me first”, Yoongi hissed, voice sharp, the opposite from his caressing hands, stroking over your head while his arm was around your sleeping body. He had imagined feeling you like this, but the reality was even better; perfect. Not a single one of the guys tried anything after his confession, smirking down onto Yoongi as they already knew that your feelings were mutual, obvious for everyone that both of you fell in love with each other.

Originally posted by nevermindmyg

Rick’s need for an audience

During Rick’s crazy adventures he constantly cracks jokes at the expense of everything and everyone around him. Despite Rick’s genius putting him at least ten steps ahead of everyone else in the room and generally incomprehensible to others; he thrives on having an audience to laugh at his humor. This is in contrast to someone like my dad, who is always making obscure jokes for his own amusement. And if you understand them, great, but it’s not necessary.

I first noticed how much needing an audience affected Rick in Close Encounters of the Rick Kind. When Rick is first tied up by Evil Rick he appears completely nonchalant unaffected by the situation. Seemly more focused on cracking jokes for the amusement of the alien.

However, as soon as Evil Rick points out that the alien isn’t actually laughing, Rick’s face completely falls. And after that he doesn’t fight back, like at all. I always thought that was odd until I realized what proceeded it. It’s like finding out that the alien really wasn’t laughing took the wind out of his sails so much he couldn’t fight back.

This may seem a bit of an overly dramatic interpretation until you look at the Vindicator episode. I’ve read lots of commentary about it and most give more credit to ride at the end to the fact Rick is drunk rather then thinking he really values Noob Noob. In first scene, in the Vindicators conference room Morty is openly mad at Rick while the others are only just barely tolerating his presence. The only ally Rick feels he has in the room is Noob Noob. And It only solidifies Rick’s feeling of alienation (pardon the pun) when Vance gets all the laughs from his lame inference jokes. So of course Rick would want to thank him for that. I really find this a very fascinating trait for Rick.

  • Okay now for the set, lighting, and acting things I will never be over in Bandstand
  • the lighting is Incredible
  • even though for the entire first act, the set is actually the exact same thing with the instruments moved, you forget it. when it’s the clubs, it’s the clubs. when it’s Donny’s house, it’s Donny’s house. When it Julia’s house, that’s what it is. you don’t even notice anything else
  • during the first scene, where Michael dies, the lights are blue and sharp, only on the actors, and whenever Donny has a flashback, that’s what they go to. sometimes for a long time, like the whole beginning of Right This Way, and sometimes short, like a literal flash during the scene before that
  • the flashbacks also always having booming drums, usually The Drumbeat, which is DUN dun dundundun DUN dundun dundun, but in the super short one it was just one really loud BOOM
  • the sound design was soo cool! it was really loud when the band was performing, and they were super good at setting the volume to match the scene, and I can’t articulate what I mean but trust me it was so cool
  • every man in the band has some sort of tell when their PTSD is bad. Donny waves his fingers and his whole body tenses, Nick clenches his fists and gets angry, Davey takes a big drink and his jokes get worse, they all deal in their own ways
  • but again, when they’re performing, it seems to go away
  • the whole thing is incredibly authentic. the dialogue flows completely naturally, and the chemistry of the cast is so good the emotions flow right along with it. when Donny is scared or angry, the audience is scared or angry. it was amazing
  • THE SET CHANGE
  • OKAY so for the whole first act and the beginning of the second, it was the simple club buildings and stage
  • in A Band in New York City, the set splits in half and goes offstage, and a platform come out with chairs on it to mimic a train, and luggage boys are “pulling” the train with a luggage train. also an almost abstract neon train hangs down behind them
  • then when they get to New York, the platform goes away and the neon light train goes away, and down drops a neon light building, tilted crooked. it looked like one thing. and then when they left the hotel it split and there was suddenly a street of neon buildings. and then a crooked neon cityscape
  • I swear to god that set change changed my life I can’t even describe it to you, my soul left my body and ascended from the earthly plane it was so good
  • what was really cool about it was that the simplicity of the first set didn’t go away at all. it was simple line art done in neon lights, there was still no walls or anything, it just was brighter and the city. it was so cool. augh. so amazing.
  • The Acting my GOD
  • Corey Fucking Cott my dudes Corey Cott is INCREDIBLE
  • the entire cast acts very well together, and also very well apart. they make everything flow super naturally, and are just amazing and perfect.
  • the Raw Emotion of the show is just amazing. there’s no “oh I’m sad but I’ll get over it” or “oh I’m in love with you” it all feels real and makes you feel it too
  • especially Julia. Laura Osnes manages to keep Julia a completely normal person. She gets mad and sad, but even while working through her husband’s death, she has moments of happiness. she can laugh and cry in the same scene, she can be perfectly fine one minute and not the next, Julia Trojan is just a very real person.
  • Corey Cott played Donny so well I couldn’t even comprehend it. His panic attacks were amazing acting, he collapsed in on himself and breathed like it was hard and was clearly having a physical problem, and when he told Julia how Michael really died he was sobbing. as in, had to pause his lines and collect himself, sobbing. audibly and visibly just crying. I’m sure part of it was genuinely Corey, since the show closes tomorrow and that has to be emotional, but it was acting and it was amazing
  • they all play off of each other easily, and every single person has amazing timing when it comes to lines and jokes. every joke landed, and every heartbreaker also landed.
  • i think that’s part of what makes the show so incredible. all of it feels real. every interacting makes sense, no conversation is just filler to get where you need to go, it all really felt like friends being friends, and because of that, the emotions changed realistically. 
  • Donny snapped several times, the biggest ones were with the club owner, the one with Nick, and when he yelled at Julia before explaining how Michael died, and every one you could see the pressure building before he couldn’t help it
  • the PTSD was really well shown, everyone dealt with it differently, and there were no jokes about it at all. it was very much presented as, this is what they have to live with, and people are ignoring it, and that’s a problem. nothing is “just like it was before” and nothing ever will be. maybe they didn’t die, but they went through hell, and ignoring it isn’t gonna get them anywhere, but they don’t know how to deal with it. So Donny throws himself into his music, Wayne schedules everything, Johnny is grateful for everything that happened to him because at least he doesn’t have to remember.
  • it was a heartbreaking show, I didn’t count how many times I cried but it was a lot.
  • Welcome Home, the last one, was so incredible.
  • the whole scene leading up to it was intense, because they started out so excited and then Jimmy comes back with the news that the wording of the contract gives away the band’s rights to the song, and then they’re angry, and then Donny decides to sing Welcome Home and they all get nervous
  • also, um, when Johnny said “You’re talking about a suicide mission” people laughed. as if he had made a joke. when it wasn’t a joke. this band had literally placed their sanity on top of the hope of winning. “during those few short hours a day/the noise in my head goes away” and Singing Welcome home could have gotten them blacklisted, meaning they never would have been able to perform again. “Suicide mission” wasn’t a joke, they literally may not have survived not having the band. 
  • anyway that was my interpretation of it, i didn’t laugh I cried. again.
  • so then they all agree to it, and they go onstage, and it’s announced that they’re going to sing Love Will Come and Find Me Again, and Donny tells Johnny to set the tempo
  • earlier he told the story about Michael and getting the tempo super fast, and the other version of Welcome Home they sang was slow, so Johnny started out slow, but Donny said “faster. faster. faster.” until it was really fast, and then said “now sing!” just like Michael did, and I cried some more
  • and then Laura’s performance. Ho. Ly. Shit. I know I’ve said “Raw Emotion” like ten times but this was probably the most emotional song I’ve ever seen done. She started singing “Johnny made it home. Most of him at least.” and Johnny’s emotions kicked in. every time she said a name, I cried harder and the band played harder. then everything but piano cut out for “Donny does his best, trying to pretend” and Corey bowed his head and you could tell the entire band was just overwhelmed by what they were doing and why, and they all knew they were ruining their chances of winning but they also all knew they were giving hopeless people hope, and the last chorus I’m pretty sure every single member of the Donny Nova Band was crying and I sure was
  • the entire cast was phenomenal. every single one of them. the band members played their instruments so well, and all of them were incredible actors, and even though not all of them had the Perfect Broadway Voices of Corey and Laura, they all sang like they meant it and they all had great voices. the ensemble was super high energy and fun to watch, and I loved them.
  • the music is obviously amazing. there isn’t a single song that doesn’t belong, and there isn’t a single song that wasn’t good to listen to, either fun or emotional or just plain good.
  • I’m in love with every single member of the Donny Nova Band
  • the constant theme of having each other’s backs was so good, and the shirt I got says “The Donny Nova Band” on the front and the band’s tour locations on the back, and says “Got your six” on the sleeve, and it’s amazing
  • anyway I need to sleep but um you’ll be hearing more about this work of art show soon because it was so freaking amazing

Title: You’re The Worst
Character: Peter Parker
Prompt: 17

“Why are you here?” You deadpanned as Peter Parker stood at your door. At first, you had every intention of letting him sit out there in the rain, but then he wouldn’t stop knocking on the door and calling for you.

Peter was considerably drenched from the rain, his clothes were clinging to him and raindrops were dripping from his head. “I wanted to talk to you!”

“Really? And I want a best friend who doesn’t blatantly lie to my face for almost a year.” You tried to close the door, but Peter moved into the threshold so you couldn’t.

“(Y/n), please let me come inside so I can explain.”

You saw the way he was shivering and you felt a little bad about making him wait out there for so long, but you were still upset with him. “Fine.”

Peter quickly shuffled inside, sighing in relief once the warm air hit his chilly skin, turning to you he saw that you were frowning at him with your arms crossed promptly in fromt of you.

This was gonna be hard.

“The whole reason I didn’t tell you about being Spider-Man, why I didn’t willingly tell anyone, was because I was concerned about your safety. You’ve read the comics! Villans always go after the people the hero cares about. I didn’t want to have to put you through that.”

“Fair enough, but then you took care of the threat and everything was fine here, and you still didn’t tell me!” You annunciated each of the last words to get your point across

“There’s always going to be a threat! That’s how it works!”

“That’s such a pathetic excuse and you know it. You were just going to keep me blissfully ignorant state until what? Until I found out on my own and then felt betrayed? Because that’s exactly where we are right now.”

Peter exhailed deeply, not knowing how to explain it because he knew he was at fault. “I know, I’m sorry for upsetting you.”

“Peter, It’s not just that I’m upset. I’m disappointed in you for not believing that I wouldn’t keep your secret, you should know me better than that.

“There wasn’t an easy way to do this.”

“Of course not! But could you imagine what would have happened had I never found out and you got killed? Because that could very well be a possibility considering what is you do. What then? Peter Parker just disappears and then I would just have to put two and two together?!” Your hands went into your hair as you tried to work out your frustrations. “God, I cannot believe I have a crush on someone so astoundingly stupid!”

Peter’s head shot up and his eyes bore into your back. “What did you say?”

You whirled around to him and your brows furrowed together. “What?”

“You-You said that you had a crush on me. Well you said I was stupid too, but I paid more attention to the other part.” Peter saw that the ends of your ears had gone pink and he bit back his smile in fear you might smack him considering the situation.

You coughed awkwardly, folding your arms again. “That isn’t what’s important here, I’m mad at you.”

Peter stepped towards you, the smile breaking out on his face. “I’m not hearing a denial.”

“Peter Parker, you listen to me when I am scolding you.”

He couldn’t help but laugh and then his arms came to wrap around you as an overwhelming sense of happiness consumed him. Peter had liked you for a long time, but just assumed you weren’t into the dating scene yet considering your attitude towards relationships. “Well stop scolding me so I can tell you I like you too.”

You let out a small laugh, accepting his embrace while you felt the bulk of your anger evaporate. “I hate you.”

Peter lightly bopped the end of his nose against yours and smiled. “No you don’t.”

Nalu Oneshot

Hey!  Okay so this is a little one shot that I just decided to write??  Idk, if you’ll like it, but let me know!  I haven’t written ANY NaLu in so long sooo here you go!

Rate T for language~


Natsu scoffed as he saw the hulking form, that Lucy called her ex boyfriend, step through her apartment’s front door.  He couldn’t believe that she had invited him to her party, he thought that they were over.  He treated her like shit and she knew it, yet she always managed to get back with him.  Natsu knew that they weren’t together at the moment, yet Lucy greeted him with a smile and he returned it with an apologetic smirk that Natsu knew wouldn’t last.  Needless to say, Natsu was steaming in his own skin.  Lucy had thrown a party for no reason other than it was summer break and they were off from college.  Natsu was not one to object to a party from time to time, especially if it was his best friend’s.  He sipped whatever nasty tasting liquor that Gray had brought back for him, and glared at the back of the beast’s head.  He didn’t even remember his name, so he was just going to call him dickhead.

“What does she even see in him?”  Natsu grumbled and Gray sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t get it either man, but there’s nothing you can do about it.”  Gray pointed out and Natsu huffed.  Gray was no help.

“I just don’t get it.  He treats her like she’s fucking garbage and then goes crawling back to him.  What a freakin’ concept.”  Natsu swilled down the rest of the drink in his red plastic cup and rolled his eyes.  “Where’d you get this?”  Natsu gestured to his empty cup and Gray pointed over to Lucy’s table that held a punch bowl.  That table was where he’d prop his feet up on lazy Sunday’s and he and Lucy would watch reruns of cartoons from when they were little.  Natsu mumbled out a ‘thanks’ and shuffled his way over to the bowl, picking up the ladle, and pouring more of the red liquid into his cup.  He might as well have a good time if he was going to be stuck in the shadow of dickhead. Natsu made his way back over to Gray who was looking off into space.  Albeit, Natsu was surprised that Juvia, one of there friends who was in absolute love with Gray, wasn’t clinging to his arm, but he felt relieved. He couldn’t be around that right now.

“Hey, at least we don’t need to worry about school shit for now.  Plus we’re seniors next year and then we can graduate and get out of this town.”  Gray chugged the rest of his own drink and sighed in content.

“I don’t know, I guess.  I mean that’s great, but I wanna know what Luce is thinking of doing.”  Natsu pondered and Gray tutted in disapproval.

“Look Natsu, you know I love Lucy as a friend, no, a sister, but you need to quite wasting your time!  It’s just not gonna happen.  I say, leave your options open.”  Natsu glared at his friend, his blood beginning to boil.  Gray always managed to get under his skin, but he knew he was right.  But mixing alcohol and Natsu’s short temper was never a good idea.

“Fuck you, Gray, you don’t know shit.  Besides, it’s not like I like her or anything, she’s my best friend.  I want what’s best for her.”  Natsu retorted and Gray rolled his eyes and chuckled slightly.

“Whatever you say.”  Natsu couldn’t stand looking at Gray’s ugly mug much longer, so he gulped down the rest of the punch, wincing at the poorly mixed drink, and stumbled slightly over to Lucy. 

“Hey, Lu~cy!”  Natsu greeted her, his speech beginning to slur slightly. Dickhead was standing next to her and looked bothered by his intrusion, but Natsu didn’t care.

“Hey, Natsu!  Did you find the punch?”  She giggled, her hair falling slightly in front of her eyes.  

“I may have.  But Gray was the one who gave it to me first.”  Natsu pouted and Lucy giggled again, her eyes reflecting the fairy lights that she had decorated her apartment with.  Her laugh was contagious and Natsu found himself laughing as well.

“You remember Jared, right?”  Lucy motioned towards the angry looking boulder next to her.

“Oh yeah, uh, hey dick- I-I mean, Jared.  What’s up man?”  Natsu stifled a giggle for almost calling the guy dickhead for real.

“Yeah, whatever.”  Dickhead replied and Lucy’s brow creased.  That was why Natsu didn’t like the prick, he made Lucy upset.

“Don’t be rude.”  Lucy muttered shortly, but he just rolled his eyes.

“Hey, why don’t you take your scrawny ass back over to that friend of yours?”  Dickhead suggested with a laugh and Natsu swallowed hard.  He didn’t want to make a scene for Lucy’s sake, but he really wanted to punch the guy square in the face.

“Why don’t you go sit in a pile of rocks, you’d fit right in as big and brainless.”  Natsu shot back smirking.  Lucy looked worriedly at the pair of them.

“Guys, stop-”  Lucy began to protest but dickhead cut her off.

“No no, I’ve got this.  I think I’ve gotta smash your face in.”

“Like you could keep up.”  Natsu scoffed and it only made him even more mad. He noticed Lucy’s eyes glistening slightly and she turned away from them and ran towards Levy and Gajeel.  “What’s your problem?”

“My problem is I don’t like you hanging around Lucy and I think you’re a little shit.”  Dickhead replied, his face in a permanent scowl.  Natsu had forgotten his name again.  The room was spinning slightly, the drinks had started to get to him.

“She’s my best friend.  You’re just some asshole she dated.  Why are you even here?”

“Because Lucy wants me here.”  He smiled horribly and Natsu’s heart sank a bit.  “She wants to get back together.”

“You’re lying.”  Natsu muttered and the guy just laughed.  Natsu felt like he was losing some steam, but he knew at the very least he could outrun the bastard.

“Why don’t you take your dumb scarf wearing ass and find your special friend and get out of here.  And by the way you little shit, Lucy’ll never be yours.”  Dickhead laughed loudly.  “I’ll be tapping that fine ass all night.”  Natsu’s hand balled into a fist and pulled it back, ready to swing.

“Natsu!”  Lucy shouted, tears stained her cheeks a bit and Levy stood behind her frowning.  “Don’t.”

“But-!”  Natsu protested, and dickhead made himself look as innocent as possible.  “I’m outta here.  See ya Luce.”  Natsu growled leaving a distraught looking Lucy.  Natsu flung open the door to Lucy’s apartment, an odd occurence since he usually came through her window.  They hadn’t hung out much when she was dating the piece of shit that he left in there with her and Natsu knew that, if they were dating again, he would see even less of her.

“Fuck, Gray’s right…  Damn…”  Natsu slumped against the brick wall of the complex.  Natsu heard a door open and footsteps set down the stairs towards where he was.  “Gray, I don’t wanna-”  Natsu stopped when he saw who it was.  “Oh.”

“Hey…”  Lucy’s sweet voice filled Natsu’s ears.  Her face was that of concern and her arms hugged her small frame.  Even though it was going to be summer, she was wearing far too little clothing to be warm against the chilly night air.

“’Sup.” Natsu mumbled, turning his face away from her.  He knew that if he looked at her, he would crumble under her brown gaze.  “Sorry for ruining your party.  But what can you expect, it is me after all.”  Natsu flashed her a halfhearted smile.  When he finally looked up at her, he saw that tears were flowing silently down her face.  “H-hey!  Why are you crying?  I-it’s my fault!”  Natsu stammered.  He never knew what to do when Lucy was crying, he usually just would scoop her into a hug until she stopped a bit.  So, that’s what he did.  He wrapped his arms around her as she sobbed into his chest relentlessly.  Natsu knew she had drank a little bit too much herself; Natsu did his best to focus, but that damn punch Gray had gotten him was really fucking him up.

“N-Natsu, I-I’m s-sorry.”  Lucy choked out and Natsu looked at her as if she had sprouted two heads.

“What?  Why are you sorry, Luce?”

“B-because I invited J-Jared.  I thought h-he’d be different today.  I-I don’t know why.”  Lucy explained and Natsu swallowed thickly.

“I thought you guys were gettin’ back together.  That’s what he said.  So, I can’t really blame ya for inviting your boyfriend to your own party.”  Natsu’s voice stuck on boyfriend.  He felt it was almost sacrilegious to even call him that.

“What?  We’re not, I just was being nice.”  Lucy looked at him in confusion and sighed.  “He always does this…  He treats people like shit.  He never liked you and I don’t know why…  Maybe because we’re so close.  Oh!  Sorry, I didn’t want you to know that he didn’t like you…”  Natsu laughed lightly and rubbed the back of Lucy’s head comfortingly.

“I pretty much got that he didn’t like me.  But I can’t believe that bastard tried to tell me you two were getting back together.”  Natsu practically growled and Lucy let a few more tears slip.

“Y-you probably don’t want to h-hear this, I’m sorry.”  Lucy cried out and pushed herself away from Natsu’s chest.  Natsu immediately missed her warmth.  “I-it’s my fault, but I’ve been drinking, and I know I’m a mess.”

“You’re not a mess, Luce.”  Natsu slurred a bit, but he was sincere.  If anything, Natsu thought that she looked beautiful out in the moonlight.  “You deserve so much better than that dickhead.”  Lucy lifted her head up to meet his gaze, and Natsu was startled by the intensity in her stare.

“Really?”  

“Of course.”  Natsu was perplexed.  “You’re my best friend Lucy…  I wan’t you to be happy.”  Lucy tiptoed herself closer to Natsu, and he felt himself getting hot under her gaze and their proximity.

“Thank you, Natsu.  You’re always so good to me.”

“I-I care about you a lot…”  Natsu softened his voice as he looked down at her.  She swayed slightly as she placed her hands on his signature scarf he had gotten from his father.  “A-ah, Lucy?  H-how much have you had to drink?”  Natsu stammered as she pulled slightly down towards her.

“U-um, not too much…  Not enough to forget what I really want.”  Lucy whispered and Natsu practically audibly gulped.

“L-Luce, i-is this what you want?  Y-you know, this is me?  Natsu, Natsu Dragneel?”  Natsu felt ridiculous.

“I know who you are.  You are my best friend and you are amazing.  And I may like you a little bit more than normal.”  Lucy giggled and Natsu’s breath caught in his throat. 

“I d-don’t know-”  Natsu was cut off by Lucy pulling his face down to hers.  She kissed him fervently and impatiently, their saliva mixing.  Natsu squeezed his eyes shut and pulled her closer to his body, allowing a small sigh escape his throat.  Lucy’s fingers played with his scarf, and then were in his hair, pulling him down to deepen their kiss.  Regretfully, Natsu pulled away quickly.  Lucy slowly opened her eyes, her breathing heavy.  Natsu’s own breathing was ragged, and he had to shake his head slightly because he was more than a little excited.

“Natsu..?”

“L-Lucy, I dunno i-if you want this.”  Natsu managed to croak out and Lucy frowned.

“Natsu, you don’t know how special you are.  And you also don’t get to tell me what I want and don’t want.”  Lucy crossed her arms defiantly.  “You’re my best friend and I’m stupid because I invited that asshole.”  Natsu just stared at her silently absorbing what she was saying.  “He’s not part of my life anymore, but you always will be.”

“I love you, Lucy.” Natsu found himself blurting out and instantly felt a raging blush spread across his cheeks.  Lucy looked taken aback for a moment and then broke out into a wide smile.  She hugged Natsu tightly and he wrapped his arms around her once more.

“Thank you Natsu.”  Lucy whispered into his shirt.  “I love you too.  As a friend and something a bit more, I hope that’s okay.”

“That’s more than okay.”  Natsu chuckled into her hair.

“Hey, you think you could take Gray home though?  I think he drank a little too much and before I came out here he was stripping and actually trying to find Juvia.”

“Wow…  Yeah, wow.  That’s…  That’s just…  Yeah, I’ll go get the bastard.” Natsu let out a boisterous laugh that mixed with Lucy’s peels of laughter.  Natsu wasn’t sure what had happened between them fully, but he was going to take one thing at a time.  The first thing he was going to take care of the perverted stripper that was in Lucy’s living room.

Amazing - Part 1

Summary: Jensen and the reader do not get along. After months of driving each other crazy, what happens when Jensen has finally had enough?

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,025


“Camera set! Rolling!”

“Don’t you ever get sick of lettuce, Sammy? I’m surprised you haven’t turned a nice shade of green by now.” Jensen says as he shoves French fries in his mouth.

“Don’t you ever get sick of being a dumb ass?” Jared retorts with his classic bitch face.

“Just for that…I’m serving burgers at your funeral.”

“We don’t have funerals, Dean. At least not the normal kind.”

“Yeah well, I’m gonna throw a normal one just for you. Everyone’s getting a bacon cheeseburger when they pay their respects. I’ll keep a big platter of them next to your casket.” Jensen counters sarcastically.

“Fine! I’ll do the same for you. Except everyone’s getting a salad!” Jared adds defensively.

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Zach Adkins as Dmitry - recap

So I’ve been promising this recap for a few days now and am finally getting around to it :) I unexpectedly got to see Zach go on as Dmitry, and I thought everyone might like a bit more detailed rundown of some of the highlights. Putting this below a cut because I will probably start gushing and getting long-winded.

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The wait is over, sorry it took a few hours, but my heart wouldn’t stop beating out of my chest. 

This is it. This is the confirmation video. I mean it’s not a kiss, but it’s DAMN close. 

If you still think LR and CS are together after this, I’m genuinely worried that you have eye and hearing problems. They don’t even interact for a second, except when CS gets mad at her for insulting his boy. 

Before you watch and read this, take a deep breath. You are going to scream, you are probably going to cry, but they are happy tears. 

Now, onwards!

0:16 - Not Coleneti, but the fact that LR instantly looks at KJ when saying “mostly likely to only need one take” is so amazing and sweet and kind and beautiful.

0:18 - KJ starts using his CS voice “I mean, I’m not gonna lie, but that’s probably me” Cole doesn’t laugh, he just looks impressed and nods his head in agreement.

0:25 - Everyone agrees on KJ and then CS adds in “cause he’s performance is so monotonous, it’s just like” This reminds me of the Bromance-O-Meter where with every answer CS HAS to give some sort of inside joke between him and KJ.

0:49 - Everyone says that KJ is most likely to be spotted at craft services, but then CS says “KJ, for sure” and Cami and Mads go “really?” even though they JUST said KJ themselves, but CS knows him best, so even though they agree, they defer to him. This was a really interesting moment that showed cast dynamics.

0:51 - And of course, in true CS fashion, he has to playfully make fun of KJ by saying “sorry dude, are you offended.” He also uses this as an excuse to lean back, get KJ to look at him, but his hand on the couch and tap it a few times trying to get KJ to move in hand as well. I wonder how long the gears in his head were turning for before he finally made that move.

1:05 - KJ insists over and over again that he and Cami rule the dance floor at a cast part, and then LR says “We all get pretty down” and CS purses his  lips and shakes his head. He pretty clearly does not want LR involved in this

1:23 - “Me, me and CS, me and CS talk to each other while we are on set.” I am just imagining them sending stupid photos and emojis and loved up bullshit. I mean we always see KJ’s phone open to his camera, I guess that’s why.

1:24 - Cami and Mads start making fun of KJ for constantly being on his phone and CS gets extremely offended saying “woah, woah, woah, woah, woah” and glaring at Cami.

1:30 - CS gets KJ’s attention and mouths “we’re gonna do it” and they both grab Mads hair, but they also do it at the exact same place and then their hands disappear from view. You can see through Mads hair they grab hands and play with each other’s fingers and when Mads moves her head to look at KJ they pull apart. This is not like LR and CS during TV Line that was very visible and everything was tense leading up to it and it was clearly planned. This was two boyfriend who just wanted to hold each other’s hand for a few seconds

1:43 - CS doesn’t like what anyone is saying about most likely to make him laugh during a scene so he says “CS for me” and then KJ repeats him and then CS says “KJ definitely for me, KJ and I can’t even look at each other in a scene.” We know, CS, we watch you eye fuck each other in every fucking supposedly platonic scene.

2:01 - The SECOND KJ hears that it’s supposed to be a real person, he says CS. Mads turns to him and says “wow” raises her eyebrows and rolls her eyes. She is so done with their romantic shit. Probably made worse by the fact that her boyfriend is back in LA and she doesn’t get to see him everday like they normally do. 

2:02 - Naturally, KJ wants to solve a murder mystery with CS. The girls start arguing and it’s like all of a sudden KJ and CS are the only people in the room. They just talk amongst themselves. The girls say Skeet and CS and KJ just have an entirely non-verbal conversation. It reminds me a lot of Marshall and Lily in HIMYM.

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2:19 - “KJ for sure, because he can provide like the muscle” and then KJ smirks. He takes working out very seriously and I think is really touched every time CS mentions how ripped he is, and CS does it A LOT.

2:32 - “Maybe both of you guys as a duo, like I’d hire you both” Cami says, and then CS and KJ just look at each other and CS says “What would our investigation name be” starting another private conversation.

2:37 - When he has everyone’s attention CS asks “What would our private investigation name be called?” Mads and Lili don’t get it, they say the Two Stooges, but with a glint in her eye and locking eyes with CS, Cami says “Coleneti.” She got what CS was getting at. This was never about a private investigation name. This was about coming out subtilely, and Cami caught on right away.

2:59 - They are almost done with the video and CS looks at KJ and just stares. The amount he loves his boy is so clear after watching this video.

Did you get through it okay?

I may have missed things, there was so much in such a short period of time, but reblog and add anything I missed!

Heteronormativity’s Nightmare is taking a nap, I’m tired. 

Jeremy Jordan Dallas Fan Days Panel 2017


Some Highlights:

[6:20] Jeremy tells a story about falling through the trapdoor while he was centerstage during a Community Theatre production and his family didn’t even notice.

[8:30] On the hardest role he ever played: “In fact, I cried more backstage when the director would get mad at me for not crying onstage” and “I don’t think my body was ready for me to do that role though because like halfway through the run I got appendicitis”

[11:50] On whether it surprises him when people mainly recognize him from Newsies: “…I’m just second fanboy to the left over at Supergirl”

[14:20] Jeremy talks about how his favorite scenes to film on Supergirl are ones with Chyler and “we just laugh the entire time”

[15:35] On what superhero he’d like to play: “I don’t know if I would be Batman though cause I’d really have to hit the gym and grow like six inches”

[19:15-20:15] Talking about working with Kevin Smith.  He sounds ridiculous.  You just need to listen yourself. “He’s nuts.  But I love him”

[23:00] After telling a fart story: “Hope you still have a crush on me!”

[25:45] On the difference between being on broadway and on being on a show about broadway (Smash) : “Well, they use autotune on your voice when you’re doing a TV show even if you didn’t request it”

[32:35] Jeremy talks about learning the dances for Newsies. “The first time I really nailed it was our Tony Awards performance.  I mean there’s a reason they stuck me in the back corner”

[37:00] On how he’d like to see Winn advance: “Man, I really want Winn to turn evil.”

[39:31] “I’ll be back to Broadway. Don’t you worry”

You know i was reading Mad Love and it’s honestly incredible that people can interpret it as romantic in any way

Like this scene is played with a lot in other joker/harley media and shit but like…. Joker wasn’t laughing his ass off because he thought Harleys get up and gags were genuinely funny

He was laughing because his manipulation worked so damn WELL that he had a psychiatrist breaking him out of jail while dressed as a clown and swooning after him  

And Every moment where joker seems to “care about” harley is just him holding onto a valuable pawn.

Just like he did with that random guy on the show in “Jokers Favor”, he painstakingly stalked that guy for over a year, just so he could keep him around for when the time was right, he does stuff like that all the time

Also if anything the issue highlights Harleys flaws as a character (poor characterization choices on the writers behalf or maybe shes just been blown out of proportion over the years, idk) like yeah, she’s a college educated psychologist, but apparently only because she manipulated her teachers with sex to pass and only became one so she could be the next Dr.Phil 

Anyway tho, i do feel bad for her a bit because i LOVE harley and if shes going to be a permanent character it’s pretty shitty that her backstory has to play into the whole “women are gullible” trope, undergoing constant abuse but yeah…

Anyway though, bottom line: 

Joker/harley ain’t a thing, shouldn’t be a thing, never should have been a thing and i hope her and ivy have a fun time being lesbians from now on