“Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets,” season 12, episode 10
1. Dean has no concept of personal space or social propriety.
And Sam, as always, is the perpetually done third wheel.
2. He is also an embarrassingly worried boyfriend.
Look at this asshole, just swooping in out of nowhere to check in on his bae. Fucking whipped.
3. And just embarrassing in general.
4. Cas’s sass levels are astronomical.
Crowley could probably take lessons from him at this point, to be honest.
5. Cas has zero time for the gender binary (and has always been hot and done.)
Look at this bad bitch, hopping from gender to gender like a Virginia Woolf protagonist. He knows that the binary is a useless human construct, and he ain’t got time for that shit.
6. He’s also always been really, really cute (and really, really not straight.)
One thing I love about Cas getting an (adult) female vessel is it not only confirms his lack of definable gender (which we’ve seen with other angels, but a main character is a different matter entirely), is that it ends the notion of his heterosexuality. So you say he’s always been attracted to girls? Well, at the very least, that makes him a genderfluid lesbian.
In other news, the writers played themselves, and Cas is now technically confirmed to be as straight as that (adorable) jaunty hat he’s wearing.
7. Dean is getting much better at emotional honesty.
Words I’ve been waiting to hear since season six.
8. *Nothing to say here, just incoherent sobbing.*
9. He literally loves Cas more than life itself.
And everybody knows it. Except Cas.
10. But especially poor, poor, Sam.
Overall rating: 10/10 for gayness, cute 20th century attire, healthy communication, Cas centricity, and worried Dean. Well done, SPN!
Hi, i’m here to put down a compilation of interesting details of Villainous from what I could see.
It is too much to say that english isn’t my main lenguaje so please, be polite
Ok, to begin, there’s a blueprint of Dementia in the first episode:
I guess it can be a robot version, right?
“Don’t try to run - BH”:
I love the way those Black hat look at each other in shock when Dementia makes appear the bara Black Hat:
lil dufus Black Hat eating the same sandwich that Flug create:
In other chapter there’s a poster of what I think is a cat with a paperbag, like Dr. Flug:
it’s obvious that his eye got blanc:
there’s a cerberus-look-like ghost
You can think there’s not much to see, but then they change the scene toward Dementia and 505, when they put Black Hat again:
the blackboard changes…
In this short you can see that Black Hat is obviously obsessed with hats (or, that they reprecent him), then again, besides of the knight armor with Undine’s hair, suit design and tophat, there’s a medieval shield with a dragon with tophat AND A BUTT HERO in the wall
Black Hat’s house have a crashed plane
the same crashed plane that you can see in Dr. Flug shirt all the time:
Ok, it can be not the same but it looks like it
In this scene, if you are careful enough, can ear the “crack” sound of something
I guess it’s Black Hat’s neck, because he turns around his head AND THEN, his whole body
listen … this is so dan … this is SOOO!!! DAN!!!! just … acknowledging things without saying anything at all. i love him so much i’m actually crying right now wtf … i felt this way so often last year when he started casually talking about boys being cute in nearly every live show and video, when he made the sexuality comment in his diss track and dressed in fucking sequins and wore rhinestoned hats .. and i feel it again. he’s the king of just existing and having that be enough, no pomp and circumstance necessary. rejecting labels!! existing outside of the spectrums and the binaries!!!! resisting social categorization!!! refusing to be othered by a society that still always sees heterosexuality as the default and the norm. sometimes dan is lowkey the most rad. what a good dude. i love him <3
I love a comically anachronistic character design as much as the next guy, but it hardly seems fair that American characters so rarely get saddled with them, and when they do, it’s always something relatively recent - like, Victorian or Old West at the absolute oldest.
So anyway, here’s my idea for a new Overwatch character:
His name is Fortitude Johnson
Wears a pilgrim hat and buckled shoes; primary weapon is a bunderbuss
Standard movement speed, high health, no shields or armour
Active special abilities all involve quick-drawing the impractically large, leatherbound King James Bible he wears in a satchel on his hip and reading a selected passage - in a thick New England accent - to inflict various AoE debuffs
Ultimate is giving a thunderous sermon about the End of Days, which inflicts damage over time in a large radius around him and ignores line of sight; he’s invincible while sermonising, but the rate of damage is relatively slow, so it’s avoidable simply by getting the hell away from him (unless he’s managed to corner a captive audience, of course)
He needed to tell her…what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he’d begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.
A/N: wow I went overboard with this and it’s really all over the place so if you’re confused feel free to message me so I can make things clearer.
This is my first imagine for Harry Hook so I don’t really have his character down yet, also I really hate the ending but I didn’t want it to go on forever so I needed to finish it up.
Being the fifth wheel in a group of some of the most infamous VK’s has never been Y/N’s ideal life, but when approached by the four most feared kids on an island, one does not simply say no.
She hangs around as almost a form of protection, the stigma of the four keeping others away from her. Almost like a security blanket, she can count on having a place in the corner of Mal’s apartment, even if she only stood in the shadows.
Then one day that protection vanishes, the core four summoned to Auradon on Prince Ben’s orders, leaving her behind with nothing.
Two months later she makes her way down an alley way, tugging down the sleeves on her jacket as she nears Ursula’s Chip Shop.
Practically the entire restaurant freezes as she enters, drawing the attention of two teens in particular.
“Well well well,” the teal haired girl sing-songs, dropping a tray onto a table as she walks by, “what do we have here?”
She walks up to the girl, eyebrows raised.
“Tell me Harry,” Uma asks, circling around the her, “are we taking in strays?”
“Hm, I dunno,” the boy replies, smirk on his face, “she’s cute though, maybe we should keep her. I could use another play thing.”
“I just came for food,” Y/N replies, crossing her arms over her chest, “not to join some kiddy pirate crew.”
Uma place a hand on Harry’s chest before he can rush forward, her eyebrows raised slightly.
“Impressive,” she mutters, nodding, “take a seat, I’ll have a server sent your way.”
The girl sits down on a stool, all to aware of the boy who now occupies the seat next to her.
“It’s a shame darlin’,” he drawls, leaning his chin on his hand, “we could’ve had lots of fun together.”
“Never thought you’d want anything to do with me,” she replies, raising an eyebrow, “last I checked I was part of Mal’s crew, not Uma’s.”
“And last time I checked,” Harry smirked, “your little crew are now frolicking around the fields of Auradon, and you’re still here. No crew, no friends, no nothing.”
The girl clenches her fist under the table, swallowing back her words.
“Your point?” She asks.
The pirate smirks, twirling his hook around in his hand.
“Just plotting love,” he says, standing up, “I’ll see you ‘round.”
That is the first of many encounters with the infamous pirate teen, it seems as if every time she turns a corner he’s there, a smirk on his face, the hook in his hand and a backhanded complement dripping off his lips.
Four months after Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos left for Auradon she’s walking through the Isle, hands shoved in her pockets.
“Hello there love,” he says from behind her, a half smile appearing on her face, “fancy seeing you here.”
“Is it?” She asks, keeping her stride as Harry falls into step next to her. “Don’t you know where I am at all times? Isn’t that the job of a stalker?”
“I’m offended you would even think I would stoop to that level,” he says, placing a hand on his heart in fake shock.
“What do you want Hook?” She questions, leaning against the brick wall.
“I’ve got a proposition for you,” he replies.
“Do you now?” She smirks. “And is this your proposition or Uma’s?”
“Both,” Harry answers, twirling his necklace around in his fingers, “come to the chip shop tonight, two a.m. We want to talk.”
With that, the pirate turns on his heel and walks down the alley.
“And if I don’t?” She calls.
And she does, at two a.m. on the dot she shoves her way into the shop, one hand on her hip.
“She’s a prompt one,” Uma says from the back.
“Mother always taught me to be on time,” she says sarcastically, making her way towards her.
“Mother’s always give the best advice,” Uma replies, gesturing for the girl to sit down.
“So what is this,” Y/N asks, “I’ve already told you that I don’t have any info on Mal and her friends, haven’t heard from any of them since they left.”
“Nah it ain’t about that,” Uma shakes her head, leaning on her elbows on the counter, “I want…well, we want you to join our crew. Not an entry level type thing, I want you up with us, with me and Harry and Gil. I wanna add a fourth to our ranks.”
“Why me?” She questions, leaning forward. “You could get anyone on this island, especially since Mal left, so why me?”
“Power,” Uma shrugs, “simple as that. You were on Mal’s crew, you’ve got status here. You need a crew and I need a fourth member, figured we could help each other out.”
“You’d be willing to work with me?” Y/N questions, noticing Harry lurking in the background. “And your crew would too?”
“They don’t have a choice,” Uma replies, “but yes, I am willing.”
“And you?” Y/N throws her question at Harry, keeping her eyes trained on Uma.
She sees Harry smirk from the corner of her eye.
“Welcome aboard princess.”
A few days later Y/N joins the pirate crew aboard their ship, arms crossed over her chest.
“I’ll teach you the ropes,” Harry says, “literally and figuratively. You’ll pick it up in no time.”
The two teens spend practically every minute of every day together for the next few weeks, becoming incredibly close incredibly fast.
“We’ve been working hard all day love,” Harry says, leaning against the mast as the girl turns to look at him, “let’s go on a walk.”
“You sure Uma is okay with that?” She asks, quirking an eyebrow.
“Uma doesn’t control every single thing I do,” he rolls his eyes, “c'mon, lets have a rest.”
“Walk me down the beach?” She suggests, holding her hand out to him.
Harry takes it gladly.
“After you princess.”
The two teens walk down the sand, hands still intertwined.
“So I know that ‘dating’ isn’t really a thing here,” she starts, “but you and Uma…is that a thing or?”
“Me and Uma?” The pirate laughs. “Nah, we’re just mates, the best of friends I would say. We’ve been friends since we were toddlers. Why?”
“Just curious,” she shrugs, staring at the shore line.
“I would call dating a thing here though,” Harry says, “it maybe be different than what they have there at Boradon,” Y/N laughs at his nickname for the mainland, “but it’s still a thing. We may be villains, but we’re allowed to fall in love, to get as close to a happy ending as possible.”
“You think we deserve that?” Y/N asks. “Cause I think the people over there think we deserve to pay for the sins of our parents.”
“Doesn’t matter what they think,” Harry replies, “they don’t know what life’s like over here, they don’t get a say in what we deserve.”
“I like that,” she smiles.
“I like you,” Harry says, biting down slightly on his lip as he looks at her.
“Yeah?” She asks, a half smile on her face as the boy nods. “I like you too.”
Harry’s smirk widens, his hand squeezing hers as they continue to walk down the beach.
“We should head back soon,” Y/N says quietly, “I promised Uma I’d cover a shift at the shop tonight.”
“Kiss me first,” Harry says, turning her around so they’re face to face instead of next to each other, “then we’ll go back.”
She does as he asks, smiling as she presses her lips to his. She feels his hand cup her cheek, the slight sea breeze blowing through her hair.
“More of that later?” She questions, causing Harry to smirk again.
“Much more of that later, love,” he says, taking his hat off of his head and placing it on hers, “much more.”
Six months after Mal left the Isle, she came back. Y/N sits in Ursula’s shop, she felt Mal’s presence before Harry even told her.
“She’s back isn’t she,” the girl asks as her boyfriend plops into the seat next to her, “I can feel it.”
“Yeah, she is,” Harry replies, “saw her at Tremaine’s salon, how are you doing?”
“I guess ’m okay,” she shrugs, “but that girl essentially left me for dead, right now all I want to do is see the look on her face when she realizes I thrived while she was gone, that I don’t need her or her posse to run this town.”
“You’re so hot when you’re revengeful,” Harry growls, surging forward and practically smashing their lips together in a heated mess.
“Oh get a room you two,” Uma says a few minutes later, practically throwing a tray down on the bar for Gil.
Harry pulls away from her, only to press another short, bruising kiss to her lips.
“I’ve got a plan,” Uma says, leaning against the counter, “you ready for this?”
Her question is pointed at Y/N, the girl smirks.
“I’m ready for anything.”
Much to Y/N’s surprise, Mal actually shows up to the shop. Uma practically growls, walking up to the purple haired girl as Harry slides an arm around Y/N’s shoulders.
“How ya doin’?” He whispers, lips ghosting over her ear as he kisses the skin gently.
“She may have changed her look, but she hasn’t changed her attitude,” the girl says, “she hated being bad, deep down she always wanted to be like the kids in Auradon, no amount of hair dye and leather can change that.”
As Mal and Uma talk, the purple haired girl’s eyes shift around the shop, landing on the couple near the back.
Y/N presses kisses to Harry’s jaw line, taking the tri-horned hat off of his head and placing it on hers, a smirk playing on her lips as she sees Mal turn her gaze back to Uma.
“And what exactly did that accomplish?” Harry questions playfully.
“Maybe nothing, probably nothing,” Y/N shrugs, smiling up at him, “but it was fun.”
“You’re evil,” Harry mumbles.
“You love it.”
“Hmm,” he hums, grin on his face, “that I do.”
“Walk me home?” She asks, intertwining their fingers.
“After you,” Harry replies, opening the back door for them to leave.
The couple makes their way down the alley, Harry’s arm around her shoulders and their fingers intertwined.
“No no I’m serious,” Y/N says with a light laugh, “she froze the entire kingdom and then turned her own sister to ice.”
“Sounds like she belongs over here,” Harry replies, “not in Auradon.”
“Must be because she’s of royal blood,” the girl shrugs, “but who knows.”
The conversation comes to a halt when Y/N’s eyes land on her used-to-be friends standing in the alley way.
“Y/N?” Evie questions with surprise. “You’re still here?”
“Where else would I be?” Y/N shoots back harshly, Harry squeezing her hand gently.
“What’s going on here?” Jay asks, hopping down from his perch above the alley.
“Just trying to get home,” Y/N replies, “what are you all doing here?”
“Getting Ben,” Carlos answers, glaring at Harry, “no thanks to this clown.”
Y/N places a hand on Harry’s chest, holding him back.
“Just leave it,” she whispers, shaking her head, “they’re not worth it.”
“You’ve changed,” Jay says, crossing his arms, “last thing I remember you wouldn’t go near Uma or her crew.”
“Yeah well,” she shrugs, looking up at Harry, “I had to survive somehow, the only friends I had deserted me. And things just…happened.”
Harry kisses her forehead, Carlos’s jaw practically hitting the floor.
“Well that’s…” he searches for words, eye darting around the alley, “new.”
“Time to go?” Harry asks in a whisper, the girl nodding in agreement.
“Good luck getting your friend back,” she says, “you’re gonna need it.”
The two of them swagger off, Harry spinning the hook around in his hand.
“You’ve gained more confidence since they left,” he says, “it’s hot. I’m proud of you.”
“All thanks to you,” she replies, “when I was friends with them I felt…weak. Like I was a charity case or something, but when I’m with you and Uma and Gil I feel…powerful. I feel like I matter.”
“You do matter,” Harry replies, “and we’re gonna rule Auradon together. And no one is going to ever make you feel like you don’t matter again.”
“Promise?” She questions, smile on her face as she cups his cheeks.
“Promise,” he smiles, kissing her hard, “we’re gonna rule the world princess.”
What was your favorite Bughead scene to film so far?
Probably the “I love you” scene in the Season 1 finale. It was just so beautifully written and so honest, and when he takes his hat off, it’s just like, “Aww.” It’s just a very earnest moment between the two of them. They didn’t really have to think about it. Well, Jughead maybe had to think about it. Like, “Do I love her? Am I in love?” Because he’s never experienced something like that before, and maybe he’s not necessarily used to being around a woman that he loves because his mom’s not really in the picture… So for him it was a much bigger deal, but for Betty it was immediately like, “I love you too” — it wasn’t even a second thought. She knew deep down that she loved him, she didn’t even have to process it or think about it. As soon as she said the words, it was out there and it was true. It was just a really sweet moment.
Were you prepared for all the Bughead shipping?
No, and I’ve never been so invested in a show where I’ve been a part of a ship or I’ve shipped two characters. I’ve never really been involved like that in a fandom, so it was very interesting to be on the receiving end of it. But it’s definitely special to see — it just means that people genuinely care about these characters. It’s kind of amazing to know that I can play this character that so many people genuinely care about, that’s how I take it.
Photos by Taylor Miller. Read the rest of Lili Reinhart’s interview here.
Stealing his hook when the two of you get into arguments “Y/n, love, don’t do something you’ll regret. Give me the hook back and we can forget this whole thing ever happen.”
Being close friends with his younger and older sister
Harry being possessive over you
When you first met Uma she would be highly skeptical over you
But after seeing how happy Harry when around you, she started to take a liking towards you
Gil would become a sort of brother figure to you after some time
An extremely airhead type of a brother but still a brother nonetheless
Flirtatious comments left and right which consist of,
“Hey darling, want to compare tan lines?” and… “I don’t know if you’ve ever been fishing, but I think we should hook up.”
Which would earn a slap
He would probably steal you gifts
“Harry… where did you get this necklace? There’s blood all over the chain.” “Yeah about that-”
Getting a tad bit jealous when you see Harry flirting with other girls. You knew it was just his nature and he meant no harm but it still got under your skin. “Aw darling, is someone turning into a green monster? You know those girls don’t mean a thing to me. You’re the only one I care about.”
He would love interrupting you with kisses
A lot of teasing and playful banter
Harry becoming extremely jealous over you close friendship with Jay and Carlos
Just as you become a bit envious over his tight knit bond to Uma
Adventuring around the Isle together
Helping Harry do his eyeliner on mornings when he’s too tired and him doing yours
He’d be a touchy boyfriend and constantly have his arm around your shoulder
PDA all the time
He’s not a huge fan of saying ‘I love you’ and extremely mushy stuff but he shows his affection for you in other ways
Like holding your hand and helping you onto the ship
And defending your honor by punching out some bloke who made a rude comment about you
Accidently scratching you with his hook which he spends weeks apologizing for, hardly daring to touch you in fear of it happening again “Harry, accidents happen! It’s okay, you can hardly even see the mark.” “I don’t care if you can’t see it, love. I hurt you and I promised to never do that.”
Finally getting him to cave in after putting on a show of fake tears which he catches onto moments after pulling you into his chest “You tricked me? I’m actually impressed, sweetheart.”
You two would be a very fun loving and humorous couple that knows how to have a good time
Having to pull Harry back down when he gets a little out of hand “Harry chill, I think they get the message.”
Harry begging you to let him try to braid your hair
And he surprisingly does a nice job
“Yeah, my mom wasn’t around much so I had to learn myself. My sisters had the best hair stylist the Isle has ever seen!”
Stealing his hat on multiple occasions
His large ego would be the root of most of your fights
But he would make it up to you by forcing you to cuddle with him at night as a form of apology
Most of all, Harry putting your safety and security above everyone else’s including his own
Anonymous asked: “I find myself creating main characters that are similar to each other. The problem is I put them in a situation and write about how they deal with it based on how I would react, because I don’t really know another way. Do you have any tips on diversifying my characters?”
I think writers have a lot more in common with actors than you might think. Really, writers are more like their shy, introverted, and awkward cousin - I say that affectionately of course, I’m a writer, not an actress.
I’m so attracted to Namjoon’s intelligence like I love how quick he calculates stuff and how smart he is. It amazes me, I spend so much time watching videos of him on those shows he attends to sort out problems and stuff and I can’t take his sexiness holy mother of god! And remember that time BTS had to sort out a question about prisoners (with the black and white hats and the wall) and Namjoon knew the answer like 5 seconds into the problem and then he had to explain it to the rest of the group damn I almost lost my mind while watching him explain his answer, pen in hand, and using that voice he does when explaining something (like slowly and questioning for the others to keep up). I’m so far up his ass I haven’t seen the sun in months
It’s been wonderful seeing all the Dad!Gabriel and Dad!Jack ideas going around for when Jesse first joins Blackwatch, but y’all are missing the PRIMEST OF PRIME opportunities here:
Jesse with not one BUT TWO Commander Dads with bad puns, dad jokes, and a whole slew of embarrassing ideas.
Gabriel basically rescues and adopts Jesse from Deadlock
Jack: …well. This is it, Jack. Jack: you’re a dad now. Jack: time to be a loving and supporting partner to your husband in this endeavor, and a responsible and warmhearted role model to this poor kid who has had so much go wrong in his young life. Jack: … Jack: guess I gotta learn how to golf now. Jack: … Jack: and also buy all my clothes from Costco.
Five minutes later
Gabriel: …what the actual fuck are you wearing *Jack in Hawaiian button up, cargo shorts, socks and sandals* Jack: … Jack: we’re dads now, Gabe. Gabriel: … Gabriel: shit you’re right
Five minutes later
Jesse comes outside into the break area of the Watchpoint.
Jesse: hey, y'all seen my hat anywhere? I think Fareeha hid it - CHICKEN ON A DONKEY WHAT THE FUCK *Jack and Gabe practicing really bad golf swings in Hawaiian shirts, cargo shorts, and socks and sandals* Jack: hello, kiddo Gabe: sup, chico Jesse: … Jesse: Hey uh Jesse: can I choose to go to jail instead
Twenty minutes later
Ana: I should have expected this from you, Jack Ana: but you too, Gabriel?? I expected better from you Torbjörn: …you expected better from Gabriel “I wear my beanie in New Mexico” Reyes? Gabriel: I detect some sarcasm there Jack: Ana…Ana, don’t you see? Ana: ?? Jack: we have a TEENAGER living in the base with us Ana: … Torbjörn: … Reinhardt: …team, we know what we must do
Five minutes later
Jesse: still can’t find my hat - CHEESE WHIZ ON A CRACKER WHAT *Entire Strike team in Hawaiian shirts, cargo shorts, socks and sandals* Jesse: … Jack: …we’re all dads now
Twenty years later
In the theater on the Hollywood map
Jesse: … Shiver Reaper: … Golden 76: … Shiver Reaper: hey, chico Golden 76: how ya doin’, kid? Jesse: … Hanzo: …do you know these people, Jesse? Jesse: …nah Lúcio: introduce us to your friends! Jesse: …extra hell nah Golden 76: hey Jesse Golden 76: watch this! *Golden 76 starts doing push ups* Hanzo: … Lúcio: … Sombra: … Jesse: how. why. Shiver Reaper: …like you’re one to talk Shiver Reaper: you look ridiculous Jesse: … *flashbacks to late adolescent and young adult years of his foster fathers in bad polo shirts and ugly plaid pants and Daredevil 76 and Pumpkin Reaper* Jesse: …I CANNOT BELIEVE *Jesse McCree has left the game.* Shiver Reaper: … Golden 76: … *Reaper and Soldier: 76 high-five* Golden 76: We still got it.
(I cannot believe I have to add this but do not tag this as mc*/reyes//76 or any variation thereof)