i need that in 2014 we see more your beautiful face

I got a little mixed up with the dates, so here’s the promised fic rec list for this week. In the interest of not overloading myself with Projects and making sure I can actually post recs more regularly, I’m gonna keep the format simple. So here are ten fics I’ve read and enjoyed recently!

Mates and Mushrooms | mikkimouse ( @mad-madam-m​ ) | 11,536 | Explicit | 2017-07-31

Derek’s not that excited about spending three days at a conference getting propositioned by every Alpha with a single pack member. Stiles has a plan to make it stop.

It might be a great plan…if only Derek weren’t head over heels in love with him.

It might be an even better plan if someone at the conference didn’t have a vested interest in Derek staying single.

Sleeping Next To You Is Like Magic | @LadyDrace | 11,886 | Teen | 2017-07-30

Stiles and Derek meet the summer before senior year. Stiles can’t sleep, Derek helps with that, and there’s a lot less cuddling and a lot more emotional crises than you’d think.


Stiles’ feelings happen so much, and learning how to deal with them takes him a little while. Good thing Derek is happy to wait.

By The Beautiful Sea | @clotpolesonly​ | 4,944 | Gen | 2017-07-13 

Stiles gets the very last scoop of salt water taffy ice cream, much to the chagrin of the gorgeous dude behind him in line. The gigantic stray dog is thrilled though, at least when Stiles gives in to the begging and lets him have half of it. The beautiful woman across the street thinks it’s all hilarious for some reason, and Scott just really needs to try this ice cream.

No Refunds or Exchanges | @badwolfbadwolf | 18,916 | Mature | 2014-12-25

Stiles is the newest deputy in the Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Department, and has maybe just been a little in love with Derek Hale since Stiles had made a fool of himself in front of him at the SD summer picnic a few years ago. Being married to him—only for the sake of not getting deported—is going to suck in new and unusual ways.

Celestial Navigation | @alocalband​ | 12,492 | Mature | 2017-07-07

A year after the death of his sister, while struggling with social anxiety and writer’s block, Derek decides to start over somewhere new.

A Crooked Way to Fly | @andavs​ | 14,982 | Gen | 2017-07-04

“We can’t just leave him here to die.”

“He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”

“Then we should stay with him.”

Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.

It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.

“Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”

The Dream That You WishSylvieW ( @sylvie-w ) | 10,759 | Teen | 2017-02-17

…Guys, it’s a Cinderella AU, I don’t know what more to tell you.

I won’t sleep if you won’t sleep | dragon_temeraire ( @dragon-temeraire ) | 4,085 | Teen | 2017-01-05

After the nogitsune, Stiles is unable to sleep. To help, he has a spell cast on him that will link him with Derek.

chase away sorrow | @thealmostrhetoricalquestion | 10,056 | Gen | 2017-05-10

A faery rises up out of a crack in the sidewalk, a hollow-boned twist of silver skin and empty eyes, and Derek almost swallows his tongue in shock, coming to an abrupt halt in the middle of the street. It’s not unusual, exactly, for monsters to walk the streets with humans – Derek should know, since being a werewolf isn’t exactly considered human, and that’s exactly what Derek is – but it is unusual for them to sprout up like a weed with little regard for who sees them do it.

It’s also unusual for them to stare right at Derek, one arm stretched out in front of them impatiently, something green caged in the confines of their spindly fingers.

Derek watches the creature leave, slightly stunned, and then hesitantly reads the note.

See you soon, sourwolf.

Blackbird | skoosiepants ( @pantstomatch ) | 25,134 | Teen | 2017-06-22

Stiles groans and drops his face into his hands. “I’m seventeen, I can kind of use mountain ash and I can explode houses when I’m mad enough. How am I gonna win any kind of magic fight?”

“We’ll work on it,” Deaton says, as infuriatingly calm as ever. “The important thing to remember, Stiles, is that when everything else is chaos, you’re the port in the storm.”


Laura Hale never died, and Stiles is magic.

Love Conquers All (On Sherlock Season 4)

I’m currently re-watching Season 4, simply just to indulge myself, and mainly because I personally loved it. I thought I was done expressing everything I have to say about the matter in this post, but there has been an unending sh*t-storm still looming over S4 that has gone beyond what I had expected. Not to mention that things I’ve seen on Twitter earlier regarding the so-called Norbury movement.

I am not dismissing the fact that this season had its flaws, but there’s a significant meaning to it all that some people are dismissing because they’ve been blinded by their own illusions that I would want to highlight. For someone who had cried over and mulled over these episodes more than the past 3 seasons, this season gave my love for existentialism a baseline that tugged at the heart – the very reason why I wanted to talk about it.

Originally posted by esterlocked

Just a brief explanation, existentialism is the belief that life has no meaning in general. To quote Moriarty, “Staying alive… So boring, isn’t it? It’s just… staying.” However, what I like about it is the idea that society or any other factor is not responsible for giving life it’s meaning – it is solely up to the individual to discover it on their own.

With that said, I think this is why this season resonated with me so much, and I find the chaos in some parts of the fandom frustrating, especially to the point that the writers are being attacked for this. So as usual, I have to say something about it. Because instead of writing articles for work, I’m thinking about Sherlock.

Anyway, I’m just gonna go ahead with my point.

The Six Thatchers : Horrors Of The Past

This may be my least favourite among the three, but the message of this episode is clearly simple: we all have horrors that will come and haunt us in the future – and how we face it all comes down to the path we choose. 

We live hundreds, and even thousands of roles throughout our lives. And we all have our past; things that we regret, hate, cringe at, miss, still believe in, etc. But whatever that past might be, what I got from TST is that you can never run from your past as it catches up to you, but it is one facet of your life does not completely define you.

Originally posted by akajustmerry

Death has been played with through the past seasons that it seemed all too mundane to us now, in terms of the context of the show. But S4 is here to correct this notion in Mary’s persona. With Mary saying that Mary Watson was the only life worth living, it showed that we get to choose which part of our lives we live out the most.

Same with John and his ‘cheating’. To be fair, I’m pissed at the fact that this was completely out of character. But when the series culminated, I understood why they have to do it. We saw what we wanted to see in these characters as they were presented to us – John was supposedly honourable, kind, and courageous, but what is this? Who is this new John? 

This is where I head to my next point. 

The Lying Detective : Being Alive And Human

This episode made me cry buckets, to be honest. And it is because this is all about changing what you know about these characters and seeing them all in a different light. 

Here we see a Sherlock not led by the mind but the heart, a John who was weak against temptation, a cheater, someone who looked jealous from having the spotlight all on the detective – it showed that no one is ultimately good and that someone’s facade is not who they entirely are. It shows that everyone has their ups and downs because that’s what humanity is about. It illustrated that everyone was capable of being angry, desperate, conceited, weak, lonely, alone, etc. It highlighted how these characters are broken – especially Sherlock – and how redemption can mean so much more to a person. 

We all have our flaws, our downfalls, our agonies; but who are we really, at our most vulnerable? And who are the people willing to believe in us even if we’ve shown them our true, and sometimes, faded colours?

Originally posted by halloawhatisthis

“Taking your own life. Interesting expression, taking it from who? Once it’s over, it’s not you who’ll miss it. Your own death is something that happens to everyone else. Your life is not your own, keep your hands off it.”

This is a plea. That shutting down and ending your life is and should never be the answer. This is one of the most beautiful pieces of dialogue I have ever heard, and it’s a very upfront message about warranting a value on your own life. And for people to threaten the writers of the show that they are the ones who caused the lives that are put in the line or the self-harm that will happen due to their distaste for TFP is devastating to me.

And yes, there have been people tweeting Mark and BBC that they are and will be responsible for these lives, which is just unfair.

The Final Problem : On Love And Redemption

I’ve seen people questioning why Benedict said ‘love conquers all’ in one interview before the season aired. There has also been statements that this season will be ‘groundbreaking’, which others failed to see why, leading to the claims that the showrunners are queerbaiting.

Now, every single show, every single actor, not just in Sherlock, but basically everywhere, is being put in the microscope because they need to identify with something, and that they need to represent a cause — which I get! I advocate for this! But, just when the world is being careful about mixing up their characters or when they are inserting a gay character just because now, society is demanding them to, Sherlock had already presented that years before (note that some TV shows only became more open to having gay characters around late 2014, early 2015-ish onwards because people are becoming more vocal about it as inspired by those bold enough to make a first move, e.g. Glee). 

Here, we have an openly gay character (which is still another topic of debate but I stand by it when I say Irene used the term gay loosely), had openly gay actors play brilliant and unstereotypical roles, and for God’s sake, Mark Gatiss is a gay man who is behind this brilliant show, and  that’s the very reason they passed it off as normal. They didn’t do it in a way that we always have to be reminded that the character is gay, that there has to be a sex scene just to prove that they’re gay… it’s just there – again, as one facet of the characters. Sex, as something that has been explicitly expressed in the show, isn’t the only thing that defines a character or their relationships with someone else, and I appreciated that. They had a story to tell – the story of these characters as a whole and not just one side of them. 

And personally, I did see why they made their claims as indicated by my chosen title. When this season ended, Sherlock who claimed to have never been attuned to his emotions, had his eyes open and had embraced that he was also human, flawed, and is capable to love IN ALL FORMS. 

Originally posted by fangirlhani

He learned to value his life because of what happened to Mary, he had admitted that he also succumbs to his impulses with Irene Adler (texting or beyond that, depends on what you want to believe), he fully realised that he would never ever want to hurt and make Molly feel like she’s being used by him because she’s his friend, he was able to extend a more human side of himself to John more than he did before, he finally understood and accepted Mycroft’s intentions and actions which I think mended their relationship significantly (this one hits me to the core so much), and lastly, he discovered that if he was left in the air in isolation, he might have ended up like Eurus, which is why he never wanted to make her feel alone again. 

To me, it is groundbreaking because it left that cliche of someone running off into the sunset in the end and it’s all butterflies and rainbows. They wrapped it up with the characters still broken, but living through it day by day because someone chose to love, accept, and help them heal despite their flaws. 

It is what it is, they keep on saying, because that’s how life is. It can be unbearable and it can most certainly be shit, but in the end, whether you ship Johnlock, Adlock, Sherlolly, Sheriarty, Mollstrade, Mystrade, etc., if we all let love – self-love, romantic love, familial love, platonic love – all kinds of love in our lives, it will help us conquer all, within and beyond this show. 

anonymous asked:

Do you have a Deputy!Derek sterek tag??

We don’t have a Sterek Deputy!Derek tag. Just a plain old Deputy!Derek tag. But it’s been a while since we updated it. So here’s a list! - Anastasia

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Baby You’re Beautiful by supernaynay

(1/1 I 1,089 I General I Sterek)

“God you’re beautiful.”

Derek hadn’t even realized that the words had left his mouth until the whole room went silent, including Stiles, who until about five seconds earlier was busy yelling at him for putting himself in danger yet again.

Lock Me Up by FairydustOnRoses

(1/1 I 3,410 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles is home for Thanksgiving break. He traveled across the country from Columbia University and is looking forward to spending time with Scott and his dad and stuffing his face on Thursday. He is not looking forward to running into a certain broody werewolf that he may or may not have left in bed after a hookup only hours before he got on the plane to New York back in August.

the wilderness gave it to me by ceserabeau

(1/1 I 6,940 I Mature I Sterek)

When Stiles pictured Derek’s return to Beacon Hills, he never imagined this: late night in the cereal aisle at the grocery store, Stiles in sweatpants and a shirt long overdue a wash, glancing left from the Captain Crunch and Lucky Charms to find Derek Hale, four feet away, pulling a box of muesli off the shelf.

My Life is not a Horror Movie, Derek by DiscontentedWinter

(12/12 I 38,993 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles keeps dreaming of people in robes with knives.
With chanting. In Latin.
And he mentioned the knives, right?
That can’t be good.

Gravidity by readridinghood

(8/8 I 47,309 I Explicit I Sterek)

Before Stiles can get settled back in Beacon Hills, and in the new business he’s invested in, and before Derek allows his decade-long on and off again girlfriend back into his life, barring she agree to some specific ultimatums, Stiles and Derek meet at Cora’s wedding and decide to have a one-night fling. Their lives get a lot more complicated than either of them imagined because of the night they spent together and neither of them is ready for the journey, but they’ll learn that it’s important they make it together and by doing so Stiles may find the muse he’s been missing, and Derek will have a chance to build what he’s longed to have in his life.

Ain’t Nothing so Good as the Cake and Eating it by sofonisba_found

(15/15 I 51,001 I Mature I Sterek)

Derek thinks he’s doing alright in life, with his family at his side and a job he loves. Despite his family’s concerns he remains adamant that he doesn’t need a mate, afraid to take the risk of letting anyone close enough to try to hurt his family again. That is until he realizes that his true mate has been right under his nose for years, and that now through his inaction he may lose him

When you Trust but Verify by hellbells

(26/26 I 54,175 I Explicit I Sterek)

Plans are afoot to wipe out the Hale Pack.
Can the Hales’ deal with outside packs, the Hunter’s Council and Deadpool lists all at the same time?

You’ve Got Mail by Shinhia

(18/18 I 56,532 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles Stilinski is one of the few people left who still likes to write letters, no matter what advanced technology has given us in 2014.

For Stiles, there’s nothing like receiving a letter or writing one. Feeling the paper under your hand, letting the ball of your pen glide along the surface, the sound of them both when they make contact with each other. There’s a romanticism, a beauty in it that texting or emailing won’t ever be able to recreate.

It’s with these thoughts in mind, after another very bad and hurtful break-up, and another restless night, that Stiles decides to pick a random place on the map of the United States, and find someone to write to. That’s how he ends up finding Derek Hale.


The story where Stiles and Derek are strangers who exchanging letters, fall in love, and wonder if they’ll ever meet in real life.

Seeing Wolves (Where There Are No Wolves) by MellytheHun

(16/16 I 67,901 I Explicit I Sterek)

Or otherwise known as “Derek Goes to the Doctor,” wherein Derek gets the therapy he so desperately needs and gets healthy. The clearer his head gets, the more room it seems to have for Stiles.

Just Act Normal by zosofi

(10/10 I 78,677 I Explicit I Sterek)

If someone had told Stiles back in high school that he would be an Oscar winning actor by the time he turned 25, he would’ve probably told Scott to punch them. The thing is, though…they would’ve been right.

Which makes returning to Beacon Hills, center of all that is supernatural and better left avoided, all the more awkward.

Past, Present, and Future by Code_Zackary

(24/60 I 182,513 I Mature I Sterek)

Deputy Derek Hale has just become a single parent, after adopting abandoned five-year-old Isaac Lahey, and drowning in his new responsibilities as a father, and Alpha. Add the babysitting of his new rookie partner, Jackson Whittemore, and the weight of his past bubbling to the surface, Derek isn’t sure how he’s going to keep his head straight.

Meanwhile, Stiles Stilinksi returns home to Beacon Hills to give his son, Scott Stilinksi, a better quality of life. However, raising a werewolf pup, as a human, is something he struggles handling on a daily basis. Stiles wishes nothing more than to find a werewolf willing to show his son “the ropes”, so Scott can fit in with all the other pups come the first day of Kindergarten. But where would he ever find a werewolf willing to help a human?

When the two meet, their struggles in life will come to the forefront, as the loners become an invaluable support system for each other, and build a unique Pack all their own.

Mr Styles.

[Not an AU, set throughout 2014]

Harry enjoys the finer things in life; the fine dining, the fine wine, and fine entertainment. He’s takes a liking to a waitress in his favourite Mayfair restaurant, making sure to ask for her every time. She gives him excellent service, he gives her excellent tips in return. The tips don’t quite cut it though and she finds herself with a second job to cover her time at university in one of the most expensive cities in the world. Harry discovers her second job in a less than chaste circumstance and makes an offer she can’t resist.

“If my boss catches me, he’ll haul me in to the kitchen and throw my hand in the deep fat fryer.”

17.5k // Daddy kink-lite, if I could even call it that.

Be nice.

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The Notes We Wrote

A/N: I found this prompt in a list of soulmate AU’s! I sort of took it as every time you write in your journal it appears in your soulmate’s journal. Hope you enjoy!

Prompt: Everyone is given a journal that they can use to write to their soulmate AU

Pairing: Lin x reader

Things you should know: 1.) Everyone receives their journal when they turn 18. 2.) The reader is 30 by the end of this. 3.) Lin’s dialogue is in quotations :)

Warnings: like one curse word

Masterlist | Request!
You were slightly younger than your soulmate so when you got your journal there were already things written in it. “Things” meaning there were already seven years of writing in it when you got it. Your soulmate was 25 years old and that’s all you knew. You didn’t know his name or where he lived; the universe did everything in its power to make sure you didn’t meet your soulmate before it was time. Everytime he tried to write his name or where he lived it showed up scribble out on your page.

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Real Love Will Always Prevail

A/N: So this was a request that was originally requested to @wwe-smutfics but I have taken off her hands. I am not best of writers but I tried my best with it and hope you enjoy it. 

Request: Finn Balor/Reader where the Reader is Stephanie and HHH’s daughter and they’re trying to force a relationship between the Raeder and Rollins.

No warnings, just a little bit of bad language and I tried to make it a bit fluffy at the end. Set roughly 2014/2015



“Okay sweetheart, we have the perfect plan for yours and Seth’s date tonight.” My dad told me in the way to Monday Night Raw.

“What is the plan?” I asked both my parents who just so happens to be the power couple of WWE, Triple H (Hunter) and Stephanie McMahon.

“ Well once Raw is over, a limo will pick you both up from the arena and will take you to most extravagant restaurant in the city then afterwards you 2 lovebirds can do whatever you want,” My mum told me with excitement in her voice, however, despite the happiness and excitement in my mum’s voice, I felt sick to my stomach when she called me and Seth “ lovebirds”.

See the problem is I don’t love Seth, I mean he is apart of the authority therefore we have made a friendship but that’s all it will ever be, also he can be quite nasty and harsh to people without a strong enough reason. Plus I am in a relationship with Finn Balor. It hasn’t be for long, just over a few months and it has been the most happiest few months of my life. He treats me so well and seems to care for me, very deeply, just as much as I care for him. But as evident, my parents have no idea about our relationship and are trying to force a relationship with me and Seth and it is just plain annoying.

“Okay mum,” I sighed as the car pulled into the arena.

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#166 - For anonymous x2

Filling the prompts “Van being in a relationship with a girl since forever and loves her to death, but when he starts to get famous he breaks up with her so they both could dedicate to their careers, despite of her begging him not to. Then, a few months later she finds out she’s pregnant and tries to reach him, his parents, his friends, his crew, but she can’t get in touch with them, so Van only finds out he has a daughter in 2017?” and “one about the reader being from the states and van always talking about how he loves the way she talks or something like that?”

Note: Bonus mini-request for @pais3an of Van singing a lullaby to his kid. Alright, I’m going to have to change the prompt a bit, because if Van and Reader had a pre-existing relationship there is no way she wouldn’t be able to get a hold of him. You know? It has to be that she doesn’t know him. I hope that’s alright! Also - this is the longest fic I have ever written, and I poured a lot of time and energy and love into it. Please. Please feedback. 

 "Mummy. Song!“

You rolled onto your side, not opening your eyes. Alistair was pulling at your hair. You’d fallen asleep on the couch again, leaving your almost-two year old to his own devices. Dangerous, stupid, but you’d given up feeling guilty about things a long time ago. As a single mum, you couldn’t afford the luxury of wallowing in self-pity. 

You could hear a song coming from the television. You’d left MTV on, which with another questionable parenting choice. It was Ali’s song. It was constantly on the radio and for some unknown reason, he had fallen in love with it. Whenever it played, he’d bounce around and call "Song! Song!”

Slowly you sat up, rubbing your face. Ali was leaning on the coffee table, wriggling his hips, staring at the screen. You smiled at him, your little music man, then followed his line of sight. You stopped breathing. No. There’s no way. Ali looked back at you and stopped dancing. He waddled over, resting his hands on your knees.

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Dear Diary

Leonardo (2014/16) x Reader

Notes: Aww!! Thank you nonnie! <3 I’m making it kind of like a diary, in Leo’s POV? Sorry it took so long!!

Prompt: “OMG yaaaassss! I love your writing, I can’t resist, I have to send a request!! Can I have some cute angst/fluff with 2014/2016 Leo? Maybe about how he’s feeling himself falling for reader as time passes, and how he’s afraid and self-conscious, but curious and hopeful? And maybe a love confession to go with that? Thank you hun, keep up the great work <3”

Word count: 1439

Warnings: Swearing, a lot of emotions

Disclaimer: I don’t own TMNT, and you belong to you <3

January 23rd

I met a girl today, and she’s quite the character. Her name is [Y/N].

[Y/N]. There’s not much to say about her, other than she looks like she could be a part time model, but I heard from Mikey that she’s a bar tender, although he probably made that up in his head.

January 25th 

We saw her again. She was bringing groceries home, and one of her bags ripped. Of course we went to help. Why was she bringing food back so late at night?

[Y/N] looked a lot different from when we first met her. She didn’t have any make up on, and her hair was pulled back away from her face. She’s got such a beautiful face.

It’s quite contrasting, how someone with such beauty, would actually care for four mutant turtles.

Her eyes were dark. She’d used sunglasses during the day to hide them.

It would be nice to see her again.

January 26th

Mikey brought her to the lair, and they spent the day watching Disney movies. She’d gotten very excited about The Little Mermaid, and so did Mikey.

They danced to ‘Part of Your World’ together, and she’d forced me to get involved. It wasn’t like I was annoyed by it; I just assumed she didn’t want anything to do with me. Mikey was more her speed.

I sat next to her, and I could feel her excitement. It was addictive. I sat with them the rest of the day; just to feel the same level of happiness she did watching animated characters on TV. [Y/N] is going to be a big part of our lives from now on, and I don’t know how I’m going to handle it, but I’m willing to try and learn how to. 

January 30th

[Y/N] came around again, with pizza. It’s admirable that she thinks of us. We have April, but it’s hard to think humans are as nice as the 4 we’ve met. Granted, Vern is a dick sometimes, and Casey is quite frustrating but they’re still our friends. 

And they still care for us on some level, but [Y/N], she could spend her days taking photos for the front of glossy magazines, or coffee dates with human men. Yet she’s here whenever she can be. How did we get so lucky to have these people in our lives? 

February 2nd

Again, this entry is about [Y/N].

She said something funny today, but it got me thinking. She said: “I’d probably only get married for the dress and the attention.”

I don’t know if she was serious, but maybe I can change her mind. I imagine marriage as a loving commitment, and I’d like her to marry someone she truly loves. I mean, I wouldn’t mind marriage, and if I had any chance of getting her. Well, I’d be the luckiest man turtle alive.  

She’d probably marry a man who plays golf and hangs out at a country club with his rich family. He’d probably be able to buy her whatever she wanted, with a 9 to 5 job. He’d be able to properly provide for them. And, I want what’s best for [Y/N], so that sounds pretty great. I just hope I’m invited to the wedding.

February 14th

I got into an argument with her this morning. It was so minuscule and petty, but I had to go and ask her if it was that time of the month and she (as Mikey put it) blew her shit.

I went to her apartment today and she looked terrible. She confessed to me that she doesn’t like arguing. It reminds her of all the bad things in this world; how cruel it could be. Why she was so upset hit me like a ton of bricks, and I felt like a piece of shit to say the least.

I learnt of her relative’s passing, and how the funeral was in a week.

I told her I wish I could be there, and she just cried.

I held her, for the first time. Her small arms coiled around my body, her head resting on my chest as the tears poured down her face and puddled between us. It was hard to tell when the crying stopped, or when my heart stopped beating so fast. I don’t think it did for a long while. Whilst I wish I could’ve stayed there and held her for longer, I had to part ways and go on patrol. My duty to serve couldn’t wait.

March 7th

She hadn’t come to the lair since then. Of course I rang, and texted. I even emailed. Nothing. I’ve been to her apartment countless times; she was never there. That, or she just didn’t want to see me. I don’t know where she could be, and I miss her.

I need to see her. I need to let her know how sorry I am, for leaving.

Leo knocked on the window. Once, twice, three times. There wasn’t an answer. Taking matters into his own hands, and after a minute of struggle, he was in your bedroom. His whole body was wet, armor dripping droplets on to the cold floor. It had been raining heavily outside, so much so that there was next to no traffic. For New York City, it was almost deadly silent.

“[Y/N]…” was the first thing that spilt from his lips, running a hand over his soaked face and edging closer to the bed where you were sat with piles of books and paper surrounding you. Looking up, you paused the music on your laptop and took out your headphones.

“Leo… what’re- why’re you here?”

“I-I had to see you. You haven’t- I didn’t know if- I’m so sorry.” He was almost pacing your room, fidgeting as he started into your eyes, trying to pour as much sincerity into his apology, and this time he wasn’t going to drizzle guilt on it either. He had to take responsibility for being a dick. It wasn’t going to be like last time.

“I’m fine, just- homework.” Smiling tightly, you held your textbook up and shuffled further into your pillows behind you. The little action crushed him; you were further away from him now, even if it was a couple of millimeters. Pushing some of the books away, you stood up and turned to face him, flattening out your shirt as you took a deep breath in.

“Leo… you weren’t there for me, on a day I really, really needed you. And being there for someone when they need you, that’s all friendships and relationships are Leonardo.” With tears in your eyes, you shook your head. “That’s all they are.”

“I’m sorry [Y/N]. It was wrong of me to just- leave when you needed me the most. I mean, I could’ve just not gone and left the guys to deal with it all, but for some reason I keep thinking I need to be this strong leader all the time and- but this isn’t about me it’s about you- I’m sorry. I-I appreciate you so much [Y/N] and- what I’m trying to say is that I can’t let you be upset with me because if that happens then I’ll never have the chance to- I don’t know- spend more time with you, I’ll never get to ask you how your day has been, I’ll never be able to drink tea with you again, or make you laugh again or-” Now, Leonardo was unimaginably close to you, but not physically. Emotionally. “And, I need you to know that, I am sorry for not being there and you know I-I would give anything to go back to the moment- the moment we first met. Before anything went wrong. Before I didn’t stay when you needed me the most. I am so sorry for what I’ve done.”

And for the second time, in his lifetime, Leonardo held you, just like he had on Valentine’s Day.



Timothy “Mickey Mouse Man” Hughes:

      Saturday, July 23, 2016. It’s a hot day in Midtown Sacramento; a high of about 102° F. This was my first experience of this historic neighborhood that was so close to Downtown Sacramento. Luckily enough, I was accompanied by an amazing friend of mine that had grown up around the area and was planning on showing our friend and me around. We strolled around the district while passing by Victorian styled houses and charming small businesses. Even when we stopped to have lunch and cool down, there was unique art all over the quaint restaurant. The entire time I was in Midtown, I was captivated by the aesthetics of the alluring neighborhood.

      Though the art scene was intriguing and the urban nature had a comforting feel to it, neither of these are my most treasure memory from my time visiting. What really impacted me was my meeting with a homeless man named Timothy Hughes (shown above).

     My friends and I were walking around and got enticed by the graffiti art on many buildings and a few abandoned warehouses. After viewing the inside of a particular warehouse, we exited and were stopped by a homeless man that the locals know as the “Mickey Mouse Man” due to the stuffed Mickey Mouse doll he carries with him in his backpack. The man introduced himself as Timothy Hughes, and said he was amazed that kids our age could see graffiti more than just vandalism. He then told us about a spot where there was extremely detailed graffiti because he thought we would appreciate its beauty. I immediately felt a very kind vibe from this man. We said thank you and began to part ways when he stopped us again, this time to tell us his story. 

     Hughes had made his own path and started his own business, but it eventually went bankrupt. He had a high school diploma and further education (I’m not completely sure of the exacts so I won’t say), but ended up on the streets nonetheless. Despite the fact that he now was on the streets, Hughes had not resorted to drugs. He admitted to us that he was an alcoholic, as it runs in his family, but that he had been clean for 14 years. This shows a tremendous amount of strength. 

     When my friends and I met Hughes, he had not had any labor in 4 days. This could mean a couple days without necessities such as food ad water. The fact that the United States produces enough food to feed 10 billion people, yet about one-sixth of the country face hunger. That would mean that in 2014 around 53 million people were at risk of going hungry. To add to that, in January of 2015 there were 564,708 homeless people and there are 124.6 million households currently in American. These are issues that we need to shed light upon and spread awareness for. These are problems that we need to think about when it comes to fixing the economy. Focus on keeping your citizens alive and healthy, not on pointless aircraft and missiles that we won’t ever use. 

Another Original

Request: Elijah Mikaelson one shot off the two prompts “I’m very busy right now and you’re distracting me” & “Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?” xD – Anon

Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Warnings: none, I’m surprised.

Word Count: 2582

Ooh. ‘Lijah.

(gifs not mine, credits to owners)

Of all people you would surround yourself, you happened to end up with the Mikaelsons. The first vampires, the oldest, reckless, quite wise set of people you have met. But you weren’t any lower than them, you’re just as old as them, not so reckless, and wise. No, they aren’t your siblings, you’d rather go to hell than be part of that drama that’s their family.

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~ FLAT MESS TO FAB FRO : How I take care of my hair

                               04/07/2014 ► 07/30/2015

Finallyyyyy ! A post about -almost- everything about my hair ! In this post, you’ll be able to know the phases I’ve been through to get my hair all healthy, then my hair routine/hair regimen.

1 – Going Natural

I used to hate my curly hair, like most of curly girls I would say. My cousin offered me a straightener for my 14th birthday and made me swear to use it for special events only. It was the case, though. I’ve used it for my birthday, it was my first time ever seeing my hair all straight and flat like pastas. But, people at school were complimenting me on my long straight dark hair, saying how much I look better. These same people used to bully me because of my natural curly hair, and the fact that I was half Black (it was a catholic school where I was the only « person of colour »), but that’s another story. I was so happy to receive COMPLIMENTS from people who were hating on me since day one, to see these White boys trying to approach me in a seducing way and all, asking me to hang out…you know, that I began to straighten my hair once to twice a week.

We’ve moved to another city, a bigger city in fact where there were much more diversity. But, every Black or Mixed girl was straightening/relaxing their hair, wearing straight weave.

I graduated to High School. Unfortunetely, it was a little High School -but its reputation was really good-. One more time, I was one of the rare coloured person. During my first year, I realised that my hair was damaged. But I wouldn’t let my curls take a rest. I’ve cut my hair -not that much comparing to my big chop-, it was my first time ever cutting my hair. My hair was wayyyy more healthier, but I couldn’t let my curls appear.

Finally, I was 16, I began to be more curious about things that were surrounding me. I began to be curious about my African side, that I’ve always wanted to deny. I’ve fallen in love with my own culture, and since that moment I started to embrace my Black features more than ever. I decided to stop using my straightener during Summer 2013. But it was too late, my hair was fried to the max. My hair was kind of straight, but in a really mysterious way … my curls were non-existent, my hair was flat, wavish, my ends were horrible. I realised the impact of 2 years of trying to hide my beautiful curls. I didn’t know what to do! I didn’t know how to take care of that mess that was on my head ! Then, back to school, I wanted to get a pixie haircut in order to start all over again. I couldn’t trust the hairdressers of my city; they were White, and didn’t know anything about Afro Hair. Everytime I would visit one of them, I could see their faces looking at my hair like “how am I supposed to style that shit ?”, literally. Nobody in my family wanted to cut my hair, saying how I will regret it after. I started to transition SERIOUSLY; I was doing homemade protein masks once a week, then I was using the Hair Mayonnaise which was awesome on my poor curls who were struggling to pop. I was using a really special technique to curl my hair while transitionning. I was using a handband, placing it on my head, and I would just wrap my hair arround it. If you want to try it, you should be able to find loads of tutorials on YouTube. The results went quickly, I was really happy. But not as quickly as I wanted. In February 2014, I decided to pass the step of the big chop, finally ! I just took my pair of scissors and cut my hair quite randomly to be honest, hopefully the shape was pretty nice ! I went to my bathroom to wash my hair… right after, my curls were popping like … damn ! I was so surprised, I didn’t even know my “real curls” were looking like that, even though they were a little weak and not as tight as now. At this point, I was altering between protein and moisture. But my hair was so short, I was too … “shy”… to appear with my hair down in public. It was still pretty flat, but my curls were alive and almost healthy ! I was always wearing various protective styles, except the week-end. Until July, my hair has grown and was easier to “assume”, if you want to. Plus, my curls were tighter. In August, my hair was completely healthy, and beautifuuuul. I was so happy. Since August, I’m just letting my hair grow. But, as you can see, I don’t have that much tips for my ladies who are transitionning. I was just waiting mostly, using some proteine and moisture, but that’s all.

By the way, I really advise you to take pictures every month to really see your evolution. It helps a lot because sometimes we have the impression that there is no evolution but when you look at your pictures you see how far you’ve come !

The story of my hair in some pictures here.

2 – Taking Care Of My Hair

I don’t know where to start so I’ll follow my instinct… sorry if it’s a little messy. Lol.

What I do monthly :

Masks targetting protein or moisture : I make my masks. I don’t buy them. Except for the Hair Mayonnaise that I was using while transitionning but I don’t use it anymore. I just use 2eggs or Avocado with Olive Oil to do my protein mask. When it comes to the moisture, I use Yogurt, Olive Oil and drops of Lemon Juice to make my hair shines. I put a plastic bag on my head, with 2 beanies (LOL yeah I look really ridiculous when doing that) to assures some heat and make my hair infuse all the good nutriments. When it’s time to wash my hair, I do it with cold water. When there is nothing left on my hair, I rince my hair using Mineral Water with 1 or 2 tablespoon of Vinegar Cidar. Your hair may smell a little, but when you’ll use your products after the smell will be gone.

Trimming my hair : Well, I don’t do it monthly. I do it between 2 to 4 months. When I feel the need to, to be honest. I’m so lazy when it comes to do that. Personally, I love to twist my hair with some Coconut Oil on my hands and cut the end, which should be “thiner”.

Cleaning my scalp : At the end of the month, I like to massage my scalp with Coconut Oil, to remove all the dirt on my scalp (and it’s also soooo relaxing). After that, I shampoo my hair using the Shampoing Sunshine Clean Citron Grenade by Les Secrets De Loly, I stay a long time massaging my scalp again before focusing on my hair to remove all the products that it could have accumulate during the month. After that, your hair and your scalp is all pure and ready for another month !

What I do weekly :

Co-washing : I co-wash once to twice a week. I’ve just remarked that I tend to wash my hair more on Sunday and Wednesday. But, sometimes I do it another day, depending on the circumstances. I usually do it the evening, so I can let my hair airdry and pineapple it to stretch it, and be ready the next morning. That’s the best option for me, personally. I don’t wash my hair and my body at the same time. I start with my hair. I just bend over my bathtub, so my head is “reversed” (I do the same thing when I wash my mask, by the way). I do this because I want to avoid having spots on my back, because the products you use stay on your skin and the back is the space I tend to forget sometimes while taking a shower. I don’t touch my hair, I don’t try to detangle them before applying the Too Shea! Conditionner from Jessicurl. I let the products on my hair for few minutes before detangling my hair using my fingers, simply, or a wide tooth comb when I find it, lol. I rince with cold water. Then, I crunch my hair and put a t-shirt as a turban on my head. I let my hair dry a little in it, so during that time I can wash my body, wash my face, do my make up, put my clothes… After that, I can apply my Lait Capillaire “Litchi-Mûre” by Les Secrets De Loly, a little bit of Confident Coils blended with Rockin Ringlets, both from Jessicurl, and seal everything with some Oil (Almond, Olive, Jojoba or Argan, it depends of my mood,lol). Then, I let it airdry. When my hair is like 90% I like to use a blowdryer (not hot) while shaking my head, to not have my roots “stuck” to my scalp, and encourage the volume of my hair. After that, I can use a pick and comb through my roots to maximise the volume. Et voilà !

What I do everyday :

Peanappling my hair before sleeping : This is my technique to sleep while not crunching my poor curls against my pillows, since I move a lot when I sleep. I just take a satin scarf that I wrap arround my head and I tie it on the front. I helps stretching my hair, and the next morning my hair is longer and even bigger !

Refreshing my fro : After the night, comes the morning, when your fro has been enduring all your movements during the night. To refresh my fro, all I do is putting some cold water on my hands, then I -kind of- massage my scalp. After that, my hands still a little wet so I take advantage of that to reshape quickly my fro and the wild curls. Finally, I put some moisture back on my hair, but not too much because I don’t want the products to weight down on my hair. I spray my hair with cold water lightly, I put my Lait Capillaire “Litchi-Mûre” by Les Secrets De Loly and my favourite oil in my fro, especially the “outer” curls which tends to be drier than the rest.

Hope I didn’t forget anything … I hope it was clear too !

Bisous ! :-*

you don’t deserve freedom|| tony stark + steve rogers

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Originally posted by luvinchris

You are the fiercely protective wife to Tony Stark and a key member to his side of the Civil War. Six months after the entire endeavor you come across the path of T’Challa, who you demand takes you to see Steve Rogers. You are hell bent on letting him know how badly he betrayed the man you love. 



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© 2014 Katarina Jones


After their interesting night yesterday, Lucas couldn’t get the sexual thoughts of his sister out of his head. He didn’t know whether he was disgusted with himself for agreeing to touch her, or angry at himself for not having the balls to do more.

Currently he was sitting on the couch, watching a Superman movie while Lara was out with Jonah doing who knows what. She had been gone for almost the entire day, leaving him alone to his perturbed thoughts.

Although, Lucas didn’t know if he missed her so much. Okay, he did miss her, that was his beautiful little sister; of course he’d miss her! But he wasn’t exactly sure he wanted to talk to her after their little ‘adventure’ last night.

It was already about to be nine and Lucas was extremely curious as to why Lara was taking so damn long to get to the house. Maybe she decided that she didn’t want to see him after last night, maybe she realized that her step-brother was a sick perverted dumbass that needed to rethink his life.

Or maybe—the front door unlocking, snapped him out of his annoying thoughts and he let out a relived sigh as Lara walked in the house, with a huge smile on her face.

“Hey, loser!” she laughed as she stopped to look at him. “How was your day?”

Lucas shrugged. “Pretty boring, yours?”

“It was fun,” she smiled, walking over to the kitchen and then walked back into the living room to sit on the couch opposite of his. “Jonah took me to this spa where we got the best massages ever, I’ll have to show you some of the things they did to me and then we went to get our nails done.”

Lucas chuckled, shaking his head as he reached into his bowl of Doritos and said, “Of course you guys went to do your nails.”

Lara gave him a look, rolling her eyes and said, “Whatever. So what did you do all day?”

“I just watched movies and ate junk food.”

“Ew,” she made a face, “what kind of movies?”

At her expression, Lucas laughed and finished swallowing the Cool Ranch flavored Doritos. “Reruns of Indiana Jones.”

“All day?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” he nodded.

Lara laughed, standing up from the couch and slid her feet out of her heels. “You’re such a loser, Luc. I’m surprised girls even like you.”

He snorted. “Because I’m sexy, Zee, why else would girls like me?”

She opened her mouth to say something but then shook her head and grabbed her black heels from the floor. “You’re still a loser.” Without waiting for him to reply or chide her, she strutted up the stairs quickly to take a hot shower.

The entire day she was out with Jonah talking about the previous night and how she was dying to relive it again. Jonah asked her about everything that Lucas did and demanded that she’d tell him every detail that went on.

Of course, she was pleased by his questioning because she wanted nothing more than to share her sexual experience with someone other than Lucas.

Not only did she get to relieve some of her excitement, but Jonah also gave her ideas on what to do. One of her favorite ideas made her feel a bit guilty, but not guilty enough to stop her from actually doing it.

Jonah had told her that there was nothing better than a pleasing older brother. At the time, Lara didn’t know exactly what he meant by that, but as he explained later on, she grew to love the idea.

He told her to make up a guy, a hot guy that would make Lucas a bit jealous, and if you think that’s the plan then you’re completely wrong.

The plan was to make up a guy so hot and nice, that Lara would be “in complete love” with him. But since Lara was completely inexperienced in the sexual department, she felt that if ‘hot guy’ made a move on her and she didn’t know how to respond, she’d lose the “love of her life.”

It was a complete and devious plan—and Lara loved every bit of it. She loved it so much that she was going to put it to work right after she finished her shower.

After drying up and getting in comfortable, but somewhat attractive clothing, Lara went downstairs only to find that her brother was walking up to take a shower.

“Where ya going?” she chirped.

“To the bathroom,” he smiled as she pressed herself against the wall, “I smell like an old man who hasn’t taken a shower in three days.”

Lara crinkled her nose and made a face. “Okay that’s gross, go take a shower, loser.”

He didn’t really smell like that, but it made Lara laughed, and at that point all that he wanted to do was make his little step-sister laugh. She had the cutest and most sensual laugh he had ever heard, which confused him because up until he moved to California, he always thought that his sister sounded like a dying hyena whenever she laughed.

“Ooh,” she said as she walked up the stairs, behind him, “can you come to my room after you’re done? I want to tell you something.”

“Uh,” Lucas gulped, “is something wrong?”

Lara shook her head, grinning widely at him and said, “Not at all. I just want to talk, now go take your trashy-smelling self to the shower and get rid of all that shit that’s making you smell worse than a corpse right now.”

Lucas laughed, shaking his head as Lara pushed him away into the bathroom and then swayed her hips slightly as she skipped away to her room.

Once she knew he wasn’t there, she let out a deep breath and groaned. Ugh, it was taking all of her to not pin his sexy ass against the wall and beg him to take her fast and hard right on the floor.

She couldn’t understand how one man could make her so damn horny by just looking at her!

Lara decided that she was going to name her ‘hot guy’ Alex. It was hot and sexy; something that she hoped would make Lucas a bit…jealous. Not enough to make a huge deal about it, but enough that he’d give into what she would ask him.

During the time that Lucas was in the shower, she walked around her room, rubbed lotion on her legs, brushed her teeth, gurgled mouthwash and all the while, Lucas was in the shower thinking of how gorgeous his step-sister looked the night before as she climaxed and screamed his name.

He couldn’t get her throaty moans out of his head even in the damn shower. He just wanted to touch himself to the thought of her vixen-like lips wrapped around his cock as he face-fucked her.

Just thinking about how amazing it would feel like to have her luscious lips wrapped around him, made him as hard as a rock and all he wanted to do was fuck someone. He thought that after sleeping with that whore from the restaurant that all of his sexual tension would be gone for a while.

He was completely and utterly wrong. Lara managed to make his sexual tension increase by the thousands by just walking into the room and smiling at him.

He didn’t know if it was because he was mentally sick or what, but the innocent smiles that she flirty threw his way got him so horny that he wanted to shove his hands in his pants and jerk off like there was no tomorrow.

Finally he walked out of the shower and dried himself. He threw on a simple white V-neck shirt and basketball shorts before walking over to Lara’s bedroom and sprayed a hint of his cologne just so that she could smell how damn good he was able to smell—if that even made sense.

When he walked into Lara’s room he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Her entire room smelt of cherries and just plain out fruits, it was intoxicatingly sweet and he was tempted to rip her think nightgown of her body and have his way with her—that’s how desirable she looked to him.

Although, she was simply sitting down on the bed playing with her hands, which wasn’t a tempting pose, but for Lucas, his sister could be pigging out and she’d still look like a dangerous minx.

“So,” he cleared his throat, snapping her attention away from her nails, “what did you want to talk to me about?”

Lara sat up on the bed, signaling for him to close the door waited for him to sit at the edge of the bed. “So,” she began softly, “there’s this guy…”

Lucas raised his eyebrows, suddenly feeling angry at whoever this ‘guy’ was and waited for her to continue silently, even though in the inside he was fuming with anger.

“And we’ve been talking for a while, but just like friends. And…” Lara blushed, suddenly feeling embarrassed at what she was going to tell Lucas, “We’ve never done anything sexual because I’m too scared I’m going to mess up.”

“Aw, Zee,” Lucas took her hand in his, “don’t be scared of that, babe. If he doesn’t like what you do, then he didn’t deserve you in the first place.”

Although, no man alive deserves to be by your side, he added silently.

Lara stood up, shaking her head and said, “No! You don’t understand! I really like this guy, Luc…and I don’t want him to stop liking me because I’m some freaking inexperienced virgin!”

“Lara—k” he tried to calm her down, but she was suddenly afraid that her plan would backfire and she didn’t get what she desperately needed.

“Lucas, I don’t need you to tell me what I deserve or what I don’t deserve. I really like this guy and I just need you to help me on something.”

“Sure, what is it?” he stared at her intently, his blue eyes almost blazing with the intensity.

“I want you to teach me how to…” she cleared her throat, feeling her cheeks heat up a bit, “I want you to teach me how to do things in the sex department.”

Lucas stared at her with wide eyes and then said, “You want me to what?”

“I want you to,” she rolled her eyes; “teach me how to treat a guy in bed.”

“What?” he asked, almost out of breath even though he was simply sitting down, “Lara, I’m your brother! How the hell do you want me to teach you that?!”

Suddenly angry at him for bringing up the damn “I’m your brother card,” Lara stood up from the bed and glared at him.

“Would you rather I’d do it with some fucking stranger? At least I’m coming to you for help and not some walking STD! It’s not like you’d be killing someone by fucking me and doing whatever it is that men do in bed! You’d just be teaching me how to become a woman and if going out into the street is what I have to do so that I can keep Alex’s attention then that’s exactly what I am going to do!”

She knew how stupid she sounded. She knew that if she ever heard a girl saying that argument, she’d slap them senseless until her hand ached, but she was angry and horny. And Lucas was not being cooperative.

“Lara,” he said softly, widening his eyes in realization. Maybe…just maybe…he could help her. It would just be like teaching her how to ride a bike, right? Except this time, he would be touching her and teaching her how to be the sexual minx he already saw her as.

“No, Lucas!” she hissed, “If you’re going to give me a lecture on how I deserve someone better then just leave my room.”

“I’m not,” he croaked and then cleared his throat, “I’m not going to give you a lecture. I’ll,” he blushed lightly, realizing that after he’d say these words, there was no turning back, “I’ll help you however I can. I don’t promise you much but…I’ll try to teach you.”

“Really?” she widened her eyes, feeling her heart thundering away inside her chest. She did it; she actually got her brother to agree on the sexual tension that was killing them both!

“Y-yes,” he stuttered, “I’ll do it.”

Lara smiled, throwing her arms around his neck and pressed a gentle kiss to his strong cheek. “Thank you, Luc! Thank you so much! I promise that in my wedding day, you can come and do whatever you want!”

He chuckled, steadying her by her waist and she grinned up at him. “Can I show you something and you tell me your honest opinion?”

“Sure,” he nodded and she sat back on the bed, relaxing against the multiple pillows against her headboard.

Lara took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she grabbed the waistband from her underwear and began pulling them down. Lucas widened his eyes as he realized that she was going to show him her lower treasure and he gulped.

She didn’t know how horny he was at the moment; he could feel his erection growing so damn hard that it was almost painful.

Seconds later, Lara lay on the bed half naked, showing Lucas her smooth, clean, hairless pussy. He gasped quietly, standing frozen as if in a trance as he stared at her young pussy lips, which were pink and small; the perfect size in his eyes.

Lara blushed under his hungry stare and whispered, “Is it okay-looking? Like when Alex sees it, will he want to eat me out?”

Lucas gulped again, trying to moisten his throat so that words could actually come out of his mouth, but all he wanted to do was drop to his knees and inhale her sweet scent. He wanted to dip his tongue into her warm milk and lick up all of her juices.

“It’s,” he cleared his throat, “it’s pretty.”

Lara laughed, grinning up at him cheekily and said, “Pretty? I don’t think I’ve ever heard someone describe a pussy as ‘pretty’.”

Lucas shrugged, watching as she spread her legs across her bed and widened her pussy, just allowing him more access to see the small amount of moisture that was growing in between her legs.

“Lucas?” she whispered timidly.

“What?” he whispered back huskily.

“Can you,” Lara bit her bottom lip, “can you do what you did yesterday…but this time with your…dick?”

Lucas’ dark blue eyes snapped up to hers and she almost moaned at all of the hungry emotions that were crossing through his face. At that moment, she was certain that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

“You want me to…rub my cock on your pussy?”

“Yeah,” she moaned, not caring anymore about how slutty she seemed and groaned. He didn’t know how hot he sounded whenever he spoke so dirty. It made her want to shove her own fingers into her cunt and cum a thousand times.

Lara stared at him with wide eyes as he slowly stepped out of his underwear and she crawled down the bed, resting her back against the edge of the bed so that Lucas could have easier access.

He grabbed her legs, pulling her into him slowly and huskily whispered, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Lara nodded. “Yes.”

“Alright,” he licked his lips, losing himself in the hunger and then pulled his grey boxers down. Lara gasped inaudibly as his ten inch cock stood upright, wide and surprisingly clean-shaven.

His head was pink, the kind that made your mouth water and he had a bit of pre-cum oozing out of it. Lucas was circumcised, giving his dick the strangely more attractive look that the ones with skin over their head; his mother had cut it off when he was born because of her religion or something like that—at the moment she couldn’t remember the story because of how excited she was.

“So,” Lucas mumbled, “you just want me to move it around?”

“Mm,” Lara breathily whispered as she licked her lips, staring at his hard rod move up and down by its own. “Can I…touch it?”

Lucas sighed, trying to forget for the couple of minutes that this was his step-sister; that this was incest and forced himself to nod. It wasn’t like he didn’t want it, because he did, but the rational side of him was bothering him, telling him that he needed to stop.

Luckily for both of them, whenever he was horny, he was never rational; and right now he was going to burst if he didn’t do anything about it.

Lara’s soft hand wrapped around his rod gently, almost afraid of touching it in a wrong way. Lucas closed his eyes, grabbing her hand and squeezed it tightly around himself, moaning a bit as the sensation shot shocks through his body.

Lara moved her hand around his cock slowly, pulling his skin back and forth gently and then she raised her hips a bit to meet her pussy with his cock and closed her eyes as she felt his hard head pressing against her slit.

He pushed her hand away as he took control and began pressing his hard cock up and down her slit in a rhythmic patter, making Lara inhale short gasps whenever she felt the smooth veins moving up and down her pussy.

“Oh,” she moaned, raising her hands up to her chest, where she began twisting her nipples.

Lucas groaned, biting his lips as he watched his little sister play with her breasts and felt more of her juices soaking his shaft. Finally, he was completely soaked in her sweets, allowing him easier and faster access around her cunt as he rocked his hips back and forth.

A soft slush-like noise began to fill the room as Lucas bucked his hips faster against her and Lara widened her legs. “Lucas,” she moaned, almost painfully, “that feels so…good!”

He smiled, slowly panting for breath as he sped up his almost-fucking and she clutched the sheets. Suddenly, feeling a bit more brave, he took a hold of her clit and squeezed it between his fingers.

Lara let out a loud pleasured moan, arching her back of the bed and rocking her hips to meet his. “Oh fuck yes, baby,” she began slurring incomprehensible words as her orgasm neared and she closed her eyes.

“Lucas!” He slowed down, so slow that it was painful, yet pleasurable at the same time, “Holy fuck, Lucas talk dirty to me, talk dirty to your little sister.”

This time he didn’t need her to tell him twice. He knew what she needed—what they both needed.

“That’s it, baby, let me feel your tight little pussy.” Lara moaned breathlessly, “You like feeling my big cock move around your pussy? Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Lara nodded, curling her toes as his head hit her entrance but never went in, “holy shit, Lucas! Oh fuck—yes! Faster, oh my—fuck go faster!”

He abided, grabbing her hips and slamming his erection around against her slit and she arched her back, mumbling out curses as her orgasm came glorious and extremely amazing. Lucas pinched her clit in between his fingers as he kept moving his erection around her soaking cunt and Lara shuddered underneath him.

“That,” she grinned up at him, “was amazing.”


Catfished : Episode 3 c:

The typing stopped and now you are just staring at a blank screen, your face drenched with anxiety and your last message ringing through your head taunting you.
Almost seemed impossible that you asked first, you must really like him.

You : GreenNinja?  

You type that way too fast, you are losing all patience, almost can’t recognize yourself with all these emotions running wild, you couldn’t remember the last time you were this nerve-wrecked.

*ping* that gave you a mini heart attack, you almost dropped your phone.

GreenNinja03 : I wish I could but you probably wouldn’t like what you see.

You let out a little gasp as it snapped you out of your little panic attack, He seems so sure about his words, you have not seen this side of him.

You : Oh thank God! I thought I lost you.

“What did I just type!” you slap your palm to your forehead “I sound so needy!”

“And the world just heard you!” Beth yells from the stage whilst on top of a ladder, trimming the stage with paper jack-o-lanterns.

“Ooops” you smile wide at everyone staring at you, they did not seem impressed.

Beth gets down “back to work everyone!” she trips over a bag of decorations and nearly falls on her way over to you,

“Oh that’s it Steve! You’re dressing up as Cinderella tomorrow!”

A moan was heard from the hunched teen behind the counter cleaning glasses “Oh come on! You made me sleeping beauty last year!”

“And that didn’t go too bad”

“I had to sleep on the floor for the whole party!”

“God Steve! at least be grateful this year you have a pretty blue dress.” Beth rolled her eyes but giggled as soon as she turned away from him.

You : also what do you mean by ‘You probably wouldn’t like what you see’ ?

“What’s happening?” Beth dusts her skirt,

“Oh nothing much, torment any part timers lately?” 

“Only 5 seconds ago” she smirks,

“You are cruel”

She snickers, your smile fades as your eyes meet your phone screen,

You quickly show her his message.

“Well well mystery boy is hiding something” Beth grins

“I don’t want to push him into meeting me” you sigh,

“Look Y/N, You need to relax okay? you haven’t even met the guy” Beth laces her hands on your shoulders “He might totally be a murderer”


“Whaaa? I’m just saying!”


GreenNinja03 : I’m unlike anybody else.

GreenNinja03 : Let’s just say you would be a surprised. 

“Oh he’s back!” you squeal with glee, 

“Ask him if he’s a murderer”

“Beth! Can I have a moment please” you smile sarcastically

“God, you are needy” Beth narrows her eyes playfully and heads back to the ladder on the stage, “Steve! I’ve changed my mind! You can be Cinderella’s glass slipper.”

“That’s not even a costume!”

You gave a half hearted smile at Beth’s whole ordeal, looking down at your screen you knew you had to fix this sudden dejected behavior,
You weren’t sure how to go about your reply, his tone has changed, his sentences more shorter than before, did your three simple words really change the bubbly nerd you fell for?

All you knew at this moment is that you have to make him feel better. Somehow.

You : I don’t care what you look like, I saw your heart and I just want to see the man attached to it.


The pressure was killing Donnie, He couldn’t believe he took it this far, how could he have not thought about the first meet.

“Leo?” Donnie walked in on Leo sharpening his katana,

“Yeah?” Leo looked up at him,

“Remember when we got the key to the city?”

“Yeah” he smiles looking down at his which was still hanging around his neck.

“Well-” Donnie paused and found himself unable to make eye contact with Leo.

“Well what?” Leo looks at him earnest to know what is going on in his mind,

Donnie looks around and good, there’s no sign of Raph or Mikey.

“The Humans would accept us now right?”

“Besides the people who do know about us, not sure, we live in the shadows Donnie, you know that, it’s best they don’t know” Leo continues to rub down his katana with a rag.

Donnie looks at his hands “You’re right, blending with the humans would compromise our strategic advantage, we have a system that works, shouldn’t mess with the formula”

Donnie slowly with his head hanging low turns to walk away,

“Donnie” Leo calls

He turns back,

“What’s this about?”

Donnie thought ‘this is my moment’ but a familiar sound grabbed his attention,


NerdGirl4Ever : Look I understand you’re nervous I am too.

The little sounds were consistent as each message came through, Donnie’s heart raced faster than ever before,

NerdGirl4Ever : But if you want to, there’s a party tomorrow night at 8:30, you need to wear a costume because well, it’s Halloween. I’m going to send you the address.

NerdGirl4Ever : I really hope you come.

“Who’s that?” Leo asks subtly,

“Y/N” Donnie looks down,

Leo takes a deep breath, “Does she suspect?” 

Donnie nods no and turns away frustrated.

“Hey Donnie”

Donnie looks at Leo,

“It’s for her own good” Leo nods “Do you really think she would accept us?”


Note : Thank you so much guys for the love for this series, please do like and reblog with your friends. I’m sorry if the suspense kills you. let me know what you think!
Also let me know if you want to be tagged in the next chapter ~Jo~ 

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1. I get sad when I’m in bed and the only thing I want is to be next to you and I know you don’t feel the same. But I want you like I haven’t wanted something in quite sometime and no matter how much I try it’s not enough. Be mine be mine be mine, please, I love you!!

2. Sadly silence speaks volume and with every insincere touch and smile you told not me but my brain and heart and each inch of me in between, that she’s always been what you wanted.

3. I don’t know why I’ve been waking up so often during the night, but tonight is different because I know tomorrow morning I’m not looking too forward to having to sit with you in class and act like I don’t care that we’re over. - 5:48AM 01/20/14

4. I keep trying to write a poem about you but no matter how many times I try, no combination of words can capture how beautiful you were to me.

5. I need you now more than ever, but if you’re not going to be there for me then I can’t be around you at all.. I don’t even want to put this kind of pressure or obligation on you, I want you to just care.. After all this I wanted you with me more than anything, crazy huh. Now I’m confused because I still just want to be close to you and give myself to you. But I can’t do that now, I know I’m a hypocrite but like I said, you might be okay with it but the same fucking day? I could’ve forgave you since I’ve already done it too. I bet you have secretly also. But thanks for proving to me I wasn’t good enough. - 6:54pm 03/23/14 

6. I love you

-1:27 AM 03/28/14

7. Rise and shine beautiful! 
The sun may not be shinning but you are in my eyes; so wake up quickly so I can run over all comfy with my hair and make up half done just to see that smile I’ve been dying to be close to all week. Tell me that I’m pretty before you embrace my body close, as it becomes in sync with yours, each motion and moan following the next so naturally like the tempo of my favourite song which you’ve played for me one too many times. 
In awe I can lay there and stay with you for hours, easily, effortlessly, and I’ll kiss your spine and wrap your hair between my fingers which long to be held again. All the while you’ll turn ice cold, no longer shining but dull, the smile I’ve been missing, disappears as we part to our own ends of the mattress.
That’s when I realize time after time that this is the final wake up call, so rise and shine lovely, this is all it’ll ever be. - 10AM 04/05/14

8. it’s raining and each drop is reminding me of you
I’m not exactly sure why, but
I’ve always wanted to kiss you in the rain.
my tears right now are similar to the rain drops
one at a time they’re falling
each one another reason why I can’t be without you
- 11:07AM 04/07/14

9. you’ve built an empire around my heart and no one else is strong enough to defeat it. 

-11:08AM 04/13/2014

10. I can’t stop shaking these days. I never sleep quite right. I may have given you too many pieces of me. I don’t feel whole anymore.

11. I know you probably think I’m weird when I compare our love to ice cold finger tips, but the first time I met you, you held my hand over ice and from then on I’ve had a burning fire in my heart.

12. You said poetry was all lies dressed up to sound pretty. When I look at you these days, I want to ask if sadness sounds pretty to you too.
- 04/17/14 10:01AM

13. We were never in love, but, oh God, we could have been

14. You always said you hated being skinny but you have no idea how beautiful I thought it was.
- 04/22/14 12:52PM

15. I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you.
- 04/22/14 6:24PM

16. I forget how to feel
 and maybe I don’t exist in your world anymore
 but damn it,
 you were my whole universe. 

17. You’re inside my fucking head. Please don’t leave it’s all I have left of you.

- 04/25/14 10:38AM

18. You told me you’ve been thinking about me, you’re feeling everything I hoped you one day would.
- 05/10/14 10:39AM

19. I missed the sight of your eyes rolling back and the taste of my name on your tongue when you moan.
- 05/10/14 10:40AM

20. I find it best to not allow ourselves to get attached again. Because recently I cringe at the touch of your skin after we are intimate together. And don’t take it wrong, I do love you. But let’s make this easier on the both of us. Seeing you again has been lovely but this time I know better. That’s why last night when you visited my dream, you reached out to hold me and I kept running.
- 05/19/14 9:33AM

- 05/23/14 7:15PM

22. I am sad that I wasn’t the one you chose to spend such and important day of your life with because I am the one who loves you.
- 05/30/14 6:00PM

23. I miss you and need you to hold me while I sleep. I want your breathing in my ear and your cock on my ass.
- 06/05/14 9:53PM

24. wake up I miss you
- 06/06/14 3:44AM

25. Someone asked me to describe home and I almost said your name but I stayed quiet instead, people expect you to say a damn place but I felt more at home in your two arms than I ever did in my own house.
- 06/10/14 10:00AM

26. you were the star of my nightmare last night, I woke up grasping onto our memories for dear life.
- 06/13/14 10:56AM

27. I don’t know if I still miss you or I just suck at adjusting to change but I met a boy who makes me smile last week and I’m still waiting for an answer to the text I sent you 3 days ago.
- 07/03/14 7:44AM

28. I passed your house 12 times the last few days and each time all I found was darkness and an empty driveway. I haven’t seen you in what feels like three weeks and I was beginning to wonder if you hopped on the first plane out of here without saying bye
- 07/04/14 8:10AM

29. You had to mention her name. Are you trying to throw it in my face or remind me why I despise you?
- 07/05/14 8:45PM

30. ✨ my clit throbs 4 u ✨
- 07/08/14 3:22PM

31. I’m just tired and scared and sad because you don’t see me the way I see you and you’re the humming in my veins while I’m just dust on your fingertips
- 07/10/14 8:27AM

32. If you’ll be my star, I’ll be your sky, you can hide underneath me and come out at night, when I turn jet black and you show off your light, I live to let you shine.
- 07/11/14 10:15PM

33. I stopped on your back porch and broke down and when I turned around your lights were already off.
- 07/13/14 3:00AM

34. Cause at the end of the night I’ll always love you
- 07/13/14 3:19AM

35. It hurts being with you but I’d probably die without you
- 07/14/14 11:21AM

36. My voice cracks like leaking pipes, and I forget to apologize for the flood. Some days I pretend that you haven’t seen the dirty parts of me already. That you don’t know the alleyway in these veins.
- 07/18/14 2:54AM

37. When you kiss your new girlfriend I wonder if she appreciates the fact that you taste like thunderstorms, if she can feel the crackle of lightning on your tongue. 
When you toss your hair and laugh at something she said I try to recall the last time I lit up your world like that.
 When you don’t look my way, I remember when you didn’t love me anymore.
 When you look at her, I remember when you did.
- 07/21/14 2:56AM

38. let me wake you up with conscious clear thoughts and stained sheets beneath you, let me crawl on top of you while you trace the goose bumps on my inner thighs, as you push the hair from my face, as you moan into my ear everything I want to hear.
- 07/22/14 9:31AM

39. I opened my heart to let you in but you were toxic and now you’re under my skin and no matter how deep I cut you’re in my veins and I can’t get you out of my system.
- 08/01/14 10:42AM

40. please tell me that I’m not as forgettable as your silence makes me feel
- 08/03/14 12:18AM

41. If I could, I would nail these hands to the edges of stars, I would sacrifice this body to the sky; hoping to resurrect as somebody spiteful enough to not care about you anymore.
- 08/05/14 12:17PM

42. You’re the cause for the bags under my eyes, for keeping me up at the thought of our touch. I’m tired. I’m drained. I want you.
- 08/09/14 11:19PM

43. I don’t care anymore, but sometimes, it just hurts a little.
- 08/13/14 1:18AM

44. I woke up today and realized that what we had is dead.
- 08/22/14 2:24AM*

45. who are you, I think you’re finally getting your wish because I have no aspiration of seeing you anymore.
- 08/27/14 9:41AM

46. every time you hurt me I apologized because I felt guilty for making you feel bad
- 09/01/14 1:06PM

47. nostalgia creeps the empty halls in which your voice use to echo. Loneliness fills the empty seat on either side of my body; the seat you once possessed.
- 09/04/14 10:21AM

48. Your words went deep down my throat and so did the pills when I tried to figure out how I was to survive without you.
- 09/06/14 1:49PM

49. I could be doing better if you were here right now
- 09/08/14 4:29AM

50. am I suppose to rip the two separate parts of heart from my chest for you to see that you broke it
- 09/09/14 3:55PM

—  I don’t want to write you anymore (Jp)
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Hello again! This is a warning that this chapter does contain assault, if this concerns you please message me and I can tell when it mentions it or if you just want to talk. Jinyoung will finally be in this chapter lol and thank you for so many notes on the first chapter!! Anyways, please read with caution and I hope you enjoy reading!

Word Count: 4569

Pairing: Jinyoung x Reader

Genre: Angst, Thriller, Serial Killer AU

“But you know that I love him and I don’t love you”

It’s been about a week since you left Jaebum, and thanks to that kind bus driver you were able to work at a flower shop, surrounded by plants and flowers of all types of colors and shapes. It was like a fairytale when you walk into the shop, it was surreal, and made you feel like a pixie. After leaving the shop a little later than usual since you lost track in time, staring at the flowers and just thinking about how strange life is. After closing up and coming out of your thoughts, you decided to walk home like usual before it got any darker since it was about nine o’clock when you were suppose it leave around seven-thirty. Your boots softly clicked against the pavement of the dusty sidewalk. The moon was full and bright, but the streetlights were duller, making it kind of hard to see about 15 feet away from you. Humming soon followed the clacking of your boots as a soft melody vibrated against your pink lips. Though, the light song died down when you heard someone else’s footsteps trying to fall into step with yours. You stop, they stop. You breath, they breath. You walk again, they walk again.

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The Photo

I think that what Steve says about strength in this story is applicable to everyone, not just the Reader. Each and every one of us is strong, even if we don’t believe it. Sometimes you just need someone to remind you.

Please enjoy the story, and as always, I appreciate all comments and feedback!




You sat on the bed in silence. You didn’t know what to say. What could you possibly say to justify the stress you had put Steve through?

“(Y/N), I’m not mad at you, I promise,” Steve said, trying to get you to open up to him.

“How could you not be mad at me? I’m mad at me,” you replied sheepishly.

“Why are you mad at yourself?”

“Because I made you worry. Because I have been pretending to be strong, when I’m not. Because I’ve been lying to my best friend.”

Steve looked surprised by what you said, but he smiled supportively at you.

“What have you been lying about?”

“I have been telling you for a while now that I am just tired. But, I’m not just tired. This life Steve, it’s draining me.”

You proceeded to tell him about the nightmares you had been having. The ones where Bucky was here, in the modern world with you, and disappeared inexplicably at the end, leaving you feeling confused and even more lonely than you were when you fell asleep.

You told him about the strain of being an Empath. Back in the 40s, you were able to get a break from it by isolating yourself for a while, but in the 21st century, it was damn near impossible to get a moment to yourself, and there were people everywhere.

You considered telling him about your arm, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You couldn’t stand imagining the way he would look at you.

“(Y/N), you say you are just pretending to be strong, but that isn’t true. You are strong. You are the strongest person I know.

“Despite everything you just said to me, you still go out of your way to help people. You still smile at the barista every time you order a coffee. You still take the time to listen to people who need someone to talk to. You still hold people that need it, despite how overwhelming it is for you. You still put on your gear and fight for what’s right.

“Strength isn’t doing all of those things and not feeling the stress and strain. Strength is doing all of those things in spite of it.”

There were many things you admired about Steve. One thing that came to mind right now was that, no matter the situation, he always knew the right thing to say, and he always tried to see the best in people.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you all this sooner,” you apologised.

“It’s ok. It’s hard asking for help, especially when you are the one that everyone goes to when they’re struggling. Including me. I’m sorry I dump everything on you so readily…” he replied.

“Don’t apologise. I think the reason I developed these Empathic abilities was so that I could help others. So I could try to keep them from doing what I did. I am truly grateful for these powers, and for the trust of others. It just gets to be a lot sometimes.”

“Then, we’ll put more effort into giving you a chance to recharge. Maybe we can take a holiday, relax for a bit. Somewhere remote.”

“That would be nice. Maybe Tony has a holiday home we could borrow,” you managed to laugh. Steve laughed back, though he was sure you were still feeling miserable.

“Where did you get the flowers?”

“A nice man was in the graveyard, putting flowers on forgotten graves. He gave some to me when he saw I was upset,” you replied, picking them up, and touching some of the petals delicately. You would never forget that man, and you were already considering pressing the flowers when you got back to Washington.

Steve smiled. He wasn’t really sure what he could say about that man, except that he wished he could meet him and thank him.

“They’re beautiful. Actually, I have something for you too,” he eventually said. “I don’t know if this will make you feel any better right now, but you would want it anyway.”

Steve pulled a package out of his bag and handed it to you. You carefully unwrapped it, and an aged yet familiar book was inside.

You turned it over, and the lettering you had embroidered was still there, if a little faded and dull.

Our Wedding.

It was your wedding album.

“Where did you find this?” you asked, touching the stitching gingerly.

“Peggy’s daughter found it in her attic,” Steve replied.

You opened the album carefully, and read what you had written on the first page. James Buchanan Barnes and (Y/N) Barnes, married October 5th, 1939.

The photos were a little worn, but you were still able to see them. There were photos of you getting ready, and of Bucky and Steve getting ready too. You looked through the photos of the guests fondly. Then, you came across the photo you loved the most.

It was of you, Bucky and Steve, after the ceremony. You were in the middle, smiling, leaning forward and looking down slightly. You had your arms around Steve, to your right, and Bucky, to your left.

Steve had one arm around you, and with his free hand, he held your bouquet. He was laughing as if someone had just told a joke, though you couldn’t remember exactly what it was, and he was looking at the camera.

Then there was Bucky. He had both of his arms wrapped around you, and was looking at you with bright eyes. He wasn’t turned directly into you though, so you could still see most of his face.

You smiled looking at this photo. You had always loved it, but now, it was even more special. The three of you were together, laughing, and you were all happy. This was how it was always supposed to be.

A bittersweet tear made it’s way down your cheek, as you reached out to touch the image of Bucky.

“Thank you Steve,” you said shakily, as Steve put an arm around you. You rested your head on his shoulder, still looking at the photo.

Top Ten Films of 2014

Last year, I made my first video top ten (which you can see here), and while that was fun, as it so happens I’m a bit too busy right now to go through all the trouble of making a video at the moment. So here we are, back to the old way of doing things.

On an interesting side note, I found an unintentional theme in my list this year. Many of my films are in some way about the creation of art, as well as the price paid to be a great artist. Also, many of these movies could be seen as “coming-of-age” films. Once again I find myself astonished at how many great films came out in a single year (and I haven even seen all of them yet). So as usual, you can find my long list of “honorable mentions” at the end. 

Like always, this is just my personal top ten films of the year. Even if we share the same tastes, I guarantee you that my list would be different than yours. It’s just too subjective.

So starting at number ten and counting down… here we go!

10. Mr. Turner

As far as pure craftsmanship goes, “Mr. Turner” is perhaps the most well made film of the year. Mick Leigh is a master, and every shot is purposeful and completely stunning. The film itself looks like an old beautiful painting. Timothy Spall sinks deep into his role as J.M.W. Turner, and it’s probably his best performance to date. The deliberate pacing and lack of traditional structure might turn away some viewers, but “Mr. Turner” is nevertheless a great work of art, and a portrait of a fascinating man.

9. Frank

I knew very little about this film before seeing it, and I think that’s a good thing. From the opening scene, I instantly fell in love with this darkly funny film. At it’s core, there’s some rather deep subject mater, and yet “Frank” cleverly offsets this with some truly hilarious moments that keep the film entertaining throughout. Domhnall Gleeson is outstanding here, but of course, the real star of the show is Michael Fassbender, who gives an incredibly expressive performance despite the fact that we can’t see his face. I enjoyed nearly every moment of this picture, and it’s definitely one that you need to see.

8. Ida

Some films just belong in the Critrion Collection. Ida is one such film. It’s haunting and artful and features the best black and white photography I’ve seen in years. The sharpness and contrast of every shot is remarkable. The narrative is beautifully simplistic. In fact, the minimalistic nature of the film as a whole is part of what makes it so special. “Ida” is sparse, gorgeous, and masterful. Certainly one of the best foreign films of the year.

7. Only Lovers Left Alive

Vampires are cool, but Tom Hiddleston and Tida Swinton bring it to a whole new level. These old lovers have seen it all, and while they still appreciate art, science, and philosophy, they’ve grown tired and indifferent while mankind continues to make the same mistakes.  Jim Jarmusch’s film is a special kind of vampire story, because it may be the first one to really capture just how lonely, dangerous, and exhausting being immortal really is (or would be).  "Only Lovers Left Alive" has a deliberate pacing that glides slowly along with it’s characters. Along the way, we learn how they live and what they’ve grown to appreciate, and it’s all quiet fascinating. It’s my opinion that “Only Lovers Left Alive” ranks as one of the very best vampire films ever made. 

6. The Grand Budapest Hotel

A Wes Anderson film can always put a smile on my face. His last few films have been some of his best, and “The Grand Budapest Hotel” is certainly no exception. This film is so beautifully stylized, and so hilariously funny, I find it hard to believe that there’s anyone who wouldn’t enjoy this film. The cast is fantastically entertaining (especially Ralph Fiennes), the colors are vibrant, the humor is clever, and the filmmaking is flawless.  When I saw “Moonrise Kingdom”, I said it might be Wes Anderson’s best film yet…. when I saw “The Grand Budapest Hotel”, I said the same thing.

5. The Duke of Burgundy

Captivating and visually arresting, Peter Strickland’s “The Duke of Burgundy” is one of the most compelling films I saw all year. It’s beautifully shot, colored, and textured with elegant pacing and precise direction - I really can’t say enough positive things about this film. It’s surreal and challenging while retaining a soft and gentle nuance of love and tenderness. “The Duke of Burgundy” certainly won’t be everyone’s cup of tea, but I found it extraordinary and deeply inspiring.

4. Boyhood

I know many cinephiles will probably place “Boyhood” as their number one film of the year, and I wouldn’t fault them for that. Richard Linklater’s “Boyhood” is one of the most innovative and uniquely profound films ever made. Shot over the course of 12 years, we literally watch Mason grow up before our eyes. It’s a remarkable experience unparalleled by any comparisons I could make. We owe it to Linklater for having the guts to push our medium forward in such a beautiful way. This will probably win Best Picture at the Oscars, and it’s easy to see why. 

3. Birdman: (or The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)

Simply one of my favorite cinematic experiences in a very long time. In the first scene, I made a mental note that we were in a long take, but to my wonder and astonishment, that long take never ended. There are, of course, cuts and interludes (this isn’t a “Russain Ark” situation) but the effect is very much that Alejandro Iñárritu’s film is one singular shot. It’s remarkable, but could be called nothing more than an impressive gimmick if the film itself wasn’t so strong. 

This is the best cast ensemble of the year, and the cinematography is gorgeous (made more impressive again by the long takes). But “Birdman” also has some interesting things to say about the creation of art, as well as the criticism that always accompanies it. It’s an intriguing film, and one with something to say. I loved every minute of it.

2. Vi är Bäst! 

Every year, there are films that just seem to come out of nowhere and surprise me. Before it was released, I knew nothing of “We Are the Best”, nor was I familiar with Lukas Moodysson’s previous work. However, this film was perhaps the most enjoyable film I saw all year.

If you know nothing of this film, it’s the director’s adaptation of his wife’s graphic novel “Never Goodnight” (by Coco Moodysson). It centers around three young teenage girls living in 1980s Stockholm who start a punk band - despite two of them not knowing how to play an instrument. While the band plays an important role in the film, some of the most interesting scenes are when the girls are simply hanging out. The performances from these three young ladies are perhaps the most natural I’ve ever witnessed from anyone their age. At times, it seems that they’re not even acting at all, as if the cameras just happened to be there to catch these authentic moments. These girls are so funny, enduring, and most importantly, real. This film understands what it really means to be a hardcore punk. And that is a rare thing. I really can’t say enough good things about “We are the Best”. You just need to see it.

And my number one film of the year is…

1. Whiplash

This is not the most ambitious film of 2014. It’s not a space epic. It wasn’t shot over twelve years. It doesn’t give the illusion of being one continuous shot. It’s not even by a famous director. Yet, “Whiplash” was the single most thrilling  piece of cinematic art I saw all year.  

“Whiplash” tells the story of a young ambitious drummer who dreams of being one of the great jazz musicians of our time. He soon finds himself under the mentorship of a cutthroat teacher who is willing to do whatever it takes to push his students to the limit. The film shows painful abuse and heartache, but then just when you think the film will find contentment in an obvious solution, it aggressively charges forward into the single most intense, passionate, raw, violent, and beautiful final scene of the year. A scene that made my heart race until it finally cut to black, and the credits rolled. Then, and only then, did I finally catch my breath. This film bleeds with a passion that’s visible in every aspect, from its photography, to its editing, to the stellar performances. Enough can’t be said about Miles Teller and J.K. Simmons. They both give 100% to their roles, and it’s both beautiful and heartbreaking to watch.

I found “Whiplash” to be painfully relatable at times… and I’m sure that contributed to my fondness for the film itself. Nevertheless, I think everyone should see this amazing work of art. Damien Chazelle has crafted a challanging look at what it truly means to be a young artist with high ambitions. The road to greatness is filled with suffering, pain, loss, frustration, blood, sweat, and tears… and it seems the filmmakers here understand the price that is paid. 

So there you have it - My top ten films of 2014. Please let me know what your favorite films were! Now, some of you may have noticed that a certain favorite director of mine not on this list…. so please see my honorable mentions below.

Honorable Mentions 


Inherent Vice - I know! I know! I can’t believe it either. P.T. Anderson is my favorite director, and I do love this film…. it just didn’t move me like his other work as done in the past. “Inherent Vice” is great. I just like 10 other films more.

Gone Girl - Yet another one of my favorite directors. David Fincher is to the point where he really doesn’t make bad films anymore. The craftsmanship is just too good.

Calvary - This is a touching and somewhat heartbreaking portrait of a priest genuinely trying to live a good life. A thankless job to be sure. It’s bleak but Brandon Glesson gives a wonderfully tender performance.  

The Babadook - Rich with metaphor, this is easily one of the best horror films in years. Love it so much, and you really need to see it.

Under the Skin - Who could forget this surreal work of art from Jonathan Glazer? Scarlett Johansson does wonderful work here.

Jeune & Jolie - “Young & Beautiful” was an underrated French film from François Ozon. I really loved it a lot, though I might be in the minority.

Snowpiercer - Joon-ho Bong is a crazy good director, and “Snowpiercer” is a thrilling sci-fi action movie far more worthy of your time than most summer blockbusters. 

Top Five - Chris Rock made an excellent film with a deep Woody Allen influence. I really hope he will continue this style into future projects. 

Foxcatcher - A remarkable film. Bennett Miller is on a roll. There’s really nothing to complain about with this film. See it.

The One I Love - A fantastic little gem from Charlie McDowell. Mark Duplass and Elisabeth Moss are great.

The Imitation Game - A very sharp screenplay, and a brilliant performance from Benedict Cumberbatch.

A Most Wanted Man - The last leading performance from my favorite actor. 

Guardians of the Galaxy - Finally, Marvel made their finest MCU film yet. It’s fun and fast and a really great watch. 

Unfortunately I did not get the chance to see “A Most Violent Year”, “Winter Sleep”, “Goodbye to Language 3D”, “Leviathan” and serval other foreign films. I’m sure they all could have made my list if I had seen them. 

Dawn of Memories

Dawn of Memories

“He is waiting for him patiently, seated in the bench under the beautiful glow of the moonlight, humming an unknown melody.”

Genre: Angst | Drama | Bestfriends AU | Oneshot

Characters: Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung | VMIN | 95s

Word Count: 2,619

Warnings: Mentions of drugs and delinquency.

A/N: this fic is based on a Japanese movie in 2014 and inspired by R&V’s 4 o’clock and this is long overdue. and this is simply to honor the friendship of the 95z. Further credit details are at the end of the post to avoid potential spoilers. I hate spoilers. •-• Enjoy~

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TOP 25 FILMS OF 2014

This is coming a few weeks later than I would have liked, but I’ve finally seen everything I wanted to in order to consider the year completed for me, so without further ado here are my Top 25 Films of 2014, counting down from #25: 

25. PRIDE (Matthew Warchus)

The history of the world is rich with stories of diverse groups of people coming together in the face of adversity, but one such joining of forces that hasn’t been well-covered in film is that of the Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners campaign, wherein a group of lesbian and gay activists sought to raise money in order to help those making a stand during the UK miners’ strike of 1984. Pride captures a moment in time that we sadly don’t see enough of in the world, even today – people from different sides of society coming together and recognizing a unity in one another which creates a bond stronger than any hardship that seeks to tear them down. It’s not a particularly heavy picture, as even the weighty themes are handled with a lighter touch than your more substantial efforts, but what director Matthew Warchus brings to the table is a jubilant atmosphere that keeps things on their feet with a rich surplus of well-timed humor to go along with the inspiring narrative. His energetic, almost musical direction keeps things flowing in a charming spirit that makes it impossible for Pride not to keep a smile on your face and he’s aided by a cast rich with talent both young and old, with the relatively fresh faces bringing a rambunctious spirit that meshes well and further illuminates the dependable efforts of a rich veteran class. 


The common perception lately has been that whenever Woody Allen makes a great new film, he follows it up with something significantly lesser by comparison. I can’t say I follow that belief to the letter that some do, but signs indicated that after the Oscar-winning triumph of Blue Jasmine, Allen’s next film – the much lighter romantic comedy Magic in the Moonlight – wasn’t going to be up to snuff. For this viewer, however, I found this frolic in the south of France circa 1928 to be a welcome change of pace in a summer loaded with one drab, over-produced blockbuster after another and as I walked out of the theater I found a warm smile across my face and the opinion that it’s one of Woody’s best in recent years, even better than Jasmine. Starring Colin Firth (a natural fit for the filmmaker) as a magician who is sought by a friend to try and unmask a woman (Emma Stone) parading herself as a mystic, Moonlight wears its thin plot on its sleeve but its predictability belies a genuine charm that kept me delighted throughout its entire run regardless of the fact that I knew more or less where it was going the whole way. Ultimately, the film is about how finding the beauty in life is something anyone can do, whether it’s in the magic or not, which may be too slight for some, but it hit me in just the right spot. 

23. WILD (Jean-Marc Vallee)

Perhaps rejuvenated by seeing the career renaissance of fellow Southerner, rom-com stable and general punchline Matthew McConaughey, Reese Witherspoon has clearly put herself on a mission for returned glory in the past few years and with Wild, it looks like all that hard work is starting to pay off. Her longtime passion project come to life, this is held up on the shoulders of what is easily the best, most committed performance of her career. Director Jean Marc-Vallee brings us a much more grounded, uncinematic experience than you’d expect this true story of Cheryl Strayed’s solo hike across the Pacific Crest Trail to be, foregoing the usual emotional manipulation, big walloping scenes and over-reliance on lush scenery shots. The decidedly muted ending was a decision that could come off too abrupt and unrewarding for some, but I think it cements the fact that Wild isn’t the kind of inspirational epic that many may be expecting from its somewhat generic trappings. This was never a story designed to reach out and show you how to take hold of your life, to go out into the world and face the dangers of the wild just like Strayed did. It’s a true telling of one woman’s belief that she needed this experience to find herself, and watching Witherspoon convey the serenity she feels when her journey is completed is as satisfying and emotionally cathartic as any grandiose finale could have ever been. 


The fact that The Grand Budapest Hotel is easily my least favorite Wes Anderson film to date says more to the fact that this is one of the most consistently brilliant filmmakers working today than anything else. I found it missing the core element of emotional resonance that has made me fall in love with his other films, but even without that it’s an absolutely joyous romp of an adventure with tons of entertainment value and incredibly consistent laughs. It’d be hard to argue with anyone who would state that Anderson is the most efficient and creative world-builder working in cinema today. Each of his films exist in their own universe outside the realm of the normal and even further outside anything existing alongside them in the industry, and Budapest is far and away his most elaborate and inventive world to date. Taking place in several time periods, but primarily in the fictional Republic of Zubrowka in 1932 on the verge of the great war, Anderon’s attention to detail is so dedicated, with no hint of the slightest bit of imperfection, from the choreography to the set design and beyond. Grand Budapest is a swift breeze of a film that’s a lot more focused on narrative than any of his other work, which doesn’t allow much time for character development or dynamics, but nevertheless it’s a wild ride filled with eccentric characters and sharp humor. 

21. LOVE IS STRANGE (Ira Sachs)

In the tradition of Make Way for Tomorrow and Tokyo Story, Ira Sachs has brought us a look into the generational divide as seen through the experiences of an aging couple in his newest feature, Love Is Strange. One of the most surprising aspects of the film is the way that Sachs takes something which could have been incredibly plot-heavy and loaded with subplots that are teased along the way and instead turns it into a naturally told story of human beings trying to connect and the way that we can cross lines into each others’ lives. There are no villains, no outwardly menacing characters in Love Is Strange, yet quietly these people struggle in dealing with the intrusions of their friends and family into their every day lives in a way that they had never experienced before. In establishing the relationship between Ben and George (played marvelously by John Lithgow and especially Alfred Molina), we see two people so familiar with one another that they’re comfortable with all of their flaws and niggling qualities but as the two separate and become acquainted with the lifestyles of others, they become burdens or find themselves burdened by their new surroundings. It’s a familiar story to anyone who has had relatives or friends stay with them or vice versa, and yet Sachs brings it to such vivid, unemphasized life. 

20. NIGHTCRAWLER (Dan Gilroy)

Even for someone like myself who has been astonished by Jake Gyllenhaal’s recent work in films like Prisoners and End of Watch, his turn as the mischievous and ambitious central figure in Dan Gilroy's Nightcrawler is something that I don’t think anyone could have ever expected from the actor. The way that he portrays the darkness of Louis Bloom through his serpentine veneer, all with a Cheshire Cat grin, puts a lump in the throat and chills the bones. That’s not to say Gilroy (making his directing debut) doesn’t play a key part in establishing and orchestrating the cold, clinical (a little too much so) atmosphere of the movie, or the subtle as a sledgehammer commentary on the modern media news cycle and their culpability in the kind of illegal, morally disturbing behavior that people like Louis feed on, but at the end of the day this is Gyllenhaal’s movie through and through and it’s simply another startling turn in a string of phenomenal performances from the star. The actor is fully immersed and committed to this part on a primal level; he’s deeply unsettling and perhaps even more disturbing is the simultaneous way in which he (and the film) is dementedly hilarious. As much as Nightcrawler is a captivating thrill ride through the dark, bloody streets of late-night Los Angeles, it’s also in many ways a pitch black comedy that keeps the laughs coming in the most unexpected of places. 


The Theory of Everything, James Marsh’s film detailing the life of renowned theoretical physicist Stephen Hawking and his struggle with motor neuron disease, has all the makings of yet another bland couple of hours that can’t possibly succeed in condensing one person’s life into such a duration, but refreshingly it doesn’t strive to and in actuality it’s not necessarily a biopic on Hawking at all – at least not in the traditional sense. Adapted from a novel by Stephen’s ex-wife Jane, it’s about the relationship between these two people and it’s there in which this film separates itself from the pack of familiar, disposable pieces of Academy catnip in exchange for something far more grounded and emotionally potent. To say that the audience I saw The Theory of Everything with spent the whole of two hours openly weeping would perhaps be an understatement and through the strength of the performances from Eddie Redmayne and Felicity Jones, along with the delicate, unmanipulative direction, not a single tear was unearned or contrived through any pandering means. Sure, Marsh’s film isn’t “edgy” or “unpredictable”, but why should it be? It tells the story of these two people beautifully without hiding their individual, personal struggles outside of Stephen’s disease and it still manages to not shave off any of the less-glamorous sides of their relationship. It’s part traditional biopic and part love story, with the bittersweet awareness that sometimes you can fight through this kind of war together and make it to the other side but still lose sight of one another. 

18. INHERENT VICE (Paul Thomas Anderson)

After charting a new path down heavily dramatic, philosophically dense and structurally vague avenues with There Will Be Blood and The Master, Paul Thomas Anderson has again made a sharp turn towards the lighter side of things with Inherent Vice, his most purely entertaining picture to date. Closer to Boogie Nights, without reaching the darkness that the ‘80s bring, this adaptation of Thomas Pynchon’s novel is light on its feet but retains the twisty nature of its source material and is distinctly the child of its creator. Anderson may be having more fun than we’re used to seeing, but there’s no denying that this is a unique and ambitious filmmaker at work, with the result as conceptually original and narratively befuddling as his previous effort. Inherent Vice may be too narratively erratic and structurally aimless for its own good, but it does seem that there’s a method to the madness in Anderson’s attempt to capture the spirit and experience of its leading character, hippie private detective Doc Sportello, and time period above all else. It’s a film loaded with surprises, from the technical mastery that accompanies all of Anderson’s work to the rich ensemble of memorable performances (Josh Brolin in particular absolutely steals the movie), all guided through the narrative perspective of yet another unique and inventive character that Joaquin Phoenix brings to life in its fullest possible form. 

17. BEGIN AGAIN (John Carney)

Two lost souls spurned by life coming together after a chance encounter has been the basic premise of a lot of films over the years, most of them trite and sentimental romantic comedies. Seven years after John Carney brought us the tiny musical-that-could Once, whose plot could be broadly described this way, he’s delivered another entry in that same vein on a slightly larger, Americanized scale with Begin Again. Back in the world of music, the film sees Mark Ruffalo’s spiraling downward record producer and Keira Knightley’s jilted ex-girlfriend of a rising rock star come together one night in a small, cramped New York bar and light up a spark in one another that sets the course for a charming and easily appreciable experience that takes two great actors and simply lets them win the audience over as they take their act to the streets to record a raw, guerrilla-style album of songs performed by Knightley’s Gretta. Begin Again is a love story, but not in the way that you’d expect or even that Carney’s script teases it becoming from time to time. Gretta and Ruffalo’s Dan do find themselves thanks to their relationship with one another, but the most refreshing thing is that it’s not about finding themselves within the other person. It’s about finding your own love in whatever that may be, whether it’s riding your bike away from your past on a lovely New York night or sitting on a bench listening to an iPod with someone you cherish. It also feature Knightley’s best, most luminous performance, from a year full of her displaying her underappreciated versatility in a string of individually marvelous work. 

16. CALVARY (John Michael McDonagh)

John Michael McDonagh's Calvary centers on Father Lavelle (Brendan Gleeson), a good priest who’s never done any of the type of acts that others in his field have been convicted of but he still has to suffer for their crimes in his own way. He remains a member of the community but he can’t seem to walk around without being reminded of the kind of thoughts that come to mind when people see that collar in the modern day. Every scene in Calvary is from Lavelle’s perspective and yet we become privy to every dark temptation, twisted secret and perverted behavior that the people in this small Irish town are party to. As a priest, whether it’s from people mocking you, looking for absolution or just aware that they can say whatever they want to you under the guise of seeking counsel and you can’t do anything about it, Lavelle is forced to harbor all of this knowledge in his mind and with that kind of a life it’s no wonder that someone could maybe want out, an idea that forges one of the many running themes of McDonagh’s deceptively complex screenplay. When I first reached the end of Calvary, I honestly wasn’t sure what to make of it; I found it interesting but without enough meat on its bones for it to truly make an impact. Strangely, I found it sitting with me and as I reflected on it more and more I grew to appreciate it and come to realize the many fascinating, thoughtful layers that McDonagh textures underneath what at first could be seen as almost mundane. 

15. NIGHT MOVES (Kelly Reichardt)

Kelly Reichardt has made her name as a director who can take the most typical of genres, from a love story between a woman and her dog to a western set on the Oregon Trail, and turn them on their head for something far different than what you may expect to see. As a result, it’s no surprise that her newest feature, Night Moves, is far more meditative and complex than the initial premise would lead you to believe. Centered on a trio of radical environmentalists who plan an explosion of a hydroelectric dam, Reichardt and her writing partner Jonathan Raymond have taken the measured, methodically paced atmosphere they’ve cultivated on their previous three pictures together and brought it to the realm of the environmental thriller. The results are typically captivating, with the duo focusing their lens on the psychological ramifications of those who hastily endeavor in acts such as these in a way that other films of its type rarely have an interest in delving into. If Night Moves represents a transition for Reichardt into more accessible material for the mainstream crowd, it certainly doesn’t bring with it any sense that she’s going to lose sight of the perspective that makes her such a distinctive, standout filmmaker in the industry. 

14. STARRED UP (David Mackenzie)

There aren’t a lot of prison movies out there, especially these days, and there are even fewer good ones but it’s a subgenre that I take a particular shine to so when one comes along that I can fully embrace, I am more than happy to take the plunge. Such is the case with David Mackenzie's Starred Up, a brutal and explosive journey into the world of Eric Love, a violent teenager so dangerous he’s transferred to the adult prison where he comes face to face with his own father, another inmate he’s now locked up with. Written by Jonathan Asser, who took inspiration from his own experiences as a voluntary prison therapist, Mackenzie pulls no punches in getting to the nitty-gritty of prison lifestyle in an almost clinical fashion, wholly unafraid of putting his actors through the wringer. Chief among them is Jack O'Connell, giving a true “star is born” turn as Love, exploding like a force of nature from first scene to last, fully immersing himself in the untempered rage that Eric lives with every moment of his life. Admittedly, the narrative movements of Starred Up aren’t quite as engaging as the performances that really bring it to life but it’s thanks to those, alongside Asser’s personal experience with the world, that Mackenzie is able to create such a vivid, authentic environment that feels far truer than the vast majority of prison dramas we see put on screen. 

13. IDA (Pawel Pawlikowski)

Taking minimalism to its furthest point, Pawel Pawlikowski’s deeply personal black-and-white drama Ida draws on his own history to cement the themes of familial background and how that can shape who you are. Set in early 1960s Poland, this is the tale of a young woman about to take her vows to officially become a nun when she discovers that she has an aunt she never knew, her only living relative, and the two embark on a road trip to discover what really happened to their Jewish family during the war. What follows is a beautifully restrained study of a woman who never knew her true self having to look into the history of the family she never had in order to discover who really is. Agata Trzebuchowska takes on the lead role, in her first performance ever, and you’d think she’d been at it for years with her remarkable ability to say so much with her muted expressions and silent glances. Just as impressive is Agata Kulesza, as her aunt, using her body language to let the audience in on the fact that there’s a deeper sadness lurking in this woman than she is willing to reveal. Pawlikowski keeps the film at an economical 78 minutes and at first things feel a bit rushed in getting to the meat of the story quickly, but it comes to really milk every minute it has and the evolution of these women is incredibly felt by the end of it, with both of them so far off from where we first met them. 

12. EDGE OF TOMORROW (Doug Liman)

I’ve made no secret of my general disdain for the state of blockbuster filmmaking in recent years, with its endless factory machine of dreadful, derivative sequels, prequels, remakes, reboots and whatever else pumping out a new financially-driven piece of forgettable fluff every week, but once in a while there’s a big-budget summer movie that truly takes me by surprise and Edge of Tomorrow is the best one to come along in years. Seeing such a well-written, phenomenally paced, tremendously entertaining action adventure with a human element that is neither too shallow it diminishes the overall product nor too prominent that it distracts from the pulsing narrative, I was reminded of the capacity to be amazed by this kind of film. Taking its Groundhog Day premise, where Tom Cruise’s unwilling soldier is granted the ability to relive the day every time he dies during a war with an alien enemy, Edge of Tomorrow is like a video game brought to the big screen, without any of the negative assumptions that conjures up, perhaps because it’s adapted from a graphic novel rather than an actual game. Director Doug Liman executes this film with an exhilarating sense of fun, combining the gripping action sequences with a surprisingly sharp script and able performances from Cruise and especially Emily Blunt as one of the most kickass action heroes of any gender this year. 

11. SNOWPIERCER (Joon-Ho Bong)

While Edge of Tomorrow was the cure for my increasing dissatisfaction with the Hollywood blockbuster, Snowpiercer (another graphic novel adaptation) was the balls-to-the-wall kick in the teeth from the independent world that proved you don’t need $100 million to make a genre flick that is explosive, energetic, entertaining and, most importantly, brazenly unique. The first English-language picture from the great South Korean director Joon-ho Bong, Snowpiercer sets itself entirely on board a massive, luxurious train that travels around the planet non-stop in a future where a failed attempt to prevent global warming has resulted in the destruction of all life and a new ice age. With the train’s chambers divided by class, Snowpiercer uses this socially relevant starting point for what is ultimately a much larger and more complex weaving of themes. Taking a sprawling international cast on a journey through the many different, exquisitely detailed chambers, Bong sends up genre convention with a balance of vastly contrasting tones that he masters with effortless ease. Whether it’s Tilda Swinton giving monologues with a shoe on her head or an absolutely riotous Alison Pill, with her angelic presence, leading a classroom of children to sing a jaunty tune about the many ways they could all die, Snowpiercer keeps the laughs coming as ferociously as it does the heart-pumping violence.

10. BORGMAN (Alex van Warmerdam)

A priest delivers a sermon before loading up a gun and heading into the woods with a group of men, stern determination on their faces. A disheveled man with wild hair and an ungroomed beard wakes up in his shelter underneath the ground, hearing the footsteps of these men above him. The group starts poking holes in the ground, attempting to cave in the shelter and uncover the man. The disheveled man makes his escape through a secret passage, running through the woods and exposing other similar shelters where he informs other men that they have been discovered and must run. We are given no understanding of who this man is, why he was living underground or why the priest and these other men were after them, presumably on a mission to bring their deaths. This mysterious, breathtaking sequence is the opening to Alex van Warmerdam’s Borgman and it only gets more strange and fascinating from there. It’s a potentially infuriating film due to its lack of straight answers, but for those who give in to what the director is aiming towards (as I did), Borgman is an utterly intriguing experience practically unlike any other I’ve had to date.

09. THE IMITATION GAME (Morten Tyldum)

Knock it down as Oscar-bait if you want, but The Imitation Game is a riveting piece of history telling a story that deserves to be witnessed. Award season is loaded with movies about important men who did significant things, but what was interesting about this year was the surprisingly unconventional decisions as to the directors assigned the task of bringing these stories to life. Nowhere was this more true than with Morten Tyldum, the Norwegian director making his English-language debut after his last effort, Headhunters, provided one of the most unpredictable, deliriously entertaining experiences of 2012. The decision to put him in charge of this powerful biopic of Alan Turing (played in a career-best turn by Benedict Cumberbatch), whose vital role in cracking the Enigma code during World War II couldn’t prevent the unjust crime his own government perpetrated against him for his homosexuality, was a daring one that gives it an energy far removed from the stuffy trappings you may have expected to find contained within. The Imitation Game is an intelligently designed portrayal of a man whose story deserves to be told and for too long was hidden in the backroom of a nation too afraid to admit the injustice that was committed against him. At the same time, that atrocity shouldn’t take any attention away from the significance of his contribution to his field and the war, and finding the proper balance is the film’s greatest strength of all.

08. THE ROVER (David Michod)

Only the second film from David Michod, after 2010's Animal KingdomThe Rover proves that he was no one-hit wonder as this cements his position as one of the most exciting and bold filmmakers to emerge so far this decade. Whereas Animal Kingdom took a conventional story of a criminal family at odds with law enforcement and turned it on its head, The Rover is a much more polarizing film from the structure up. Animal Kingdom played with expectations in a way that revitalized the crime genre; The Rover doesn’t even tease the idea that you know what you’re getting into. Michod strips down the picture as far as he can, removing from the film any desire to give the audience knowledge of the background of its situation in any respect. We don’t know what caused the apocalyptic event that led to this barren world other than the vague description of a “collapse”. We don’t know why the overwhelmingly nihilistic Eric (a career-best turn from Guy Pearce) is so adamant about getting his car back from a group of men who stole it in this world where you can take whatever you want and have no need for possessions. Leaving so much open for the audience to fill in as much or as little as they please can be frustrating at times, but Michod creates the world of The Rover so vividly and his two-hander road movie (with Pearce sharing the screen with a sensational Robert Pattinson) is ultimately just the blink of an eye amid a sea of something much more expansive. 

07. ENEMY (Denis Villeneuve)

The unexpected team of director Denis Villeneuve and actor Jake Gyllenhaal did wonders last year with the dark kidnapping thriller Prisoners (my second favorite film of the year), but Enemy took things in a decidedly bolder and more abstract direction. The logline tells us that it’s about a college professor (Gyllenhaal) who seeks out his exact look-alike (also Gyllenhaal) after spotting him as an extra in a movie, but the calamity that results from this chance sighting is far more complex than at first glance. With Enemy, Villeneuve constructs a piece that feels like a fusion between the great Alfred Hitchcock and David Lynch. While the premise feels like something out of the former’s canon and there’s a palpable feeling of foreboding suspense the way there was in many of his works (Vertigo springs to mind for obvious reasons), there’s also the surrealism and hypnotic, deeply unsettling atmosphere present in much of the latter’s work. It’d be easy to classify this as a mood piece above anything else and maybe that remains true, but it’s also a fascinating dissection on the idea of identity and the reconciliation of ones fantasies with the reality of living in a world where sometimes you have to settle and stop living in your dreams. 

06. THE IMMIGRANT (James Gray)

Only the fifth feature from director James Gray, The Immigrant maintains many of his traditional themes like the familial ties that bind his characters and keep them questioning their decisions, along with the New York setting, but it’s a departure for him in many ways. He’s done period work before, but this one sends him much further back to another time and a very unique style of filmmaking. What’s fascinating about what he brings to the film is how it feels so much like a lost relic of another era, yet at the same time is imbued with the brooding, heavy atmosphere that has defined his career. The Immigrant is best described as the old made new again. On first glimpse it may feel like an homage or imitation, but the further it cooks along the more it feels like nothing but the genuine article. There’s no stench of artifice to his directing here, no wink at the audience to let us see that he’s in on the fact that this isn’t how films are made anymore. With a career-best performance from Marion Cotillard, as expressive and heartbreaking as ever, and another addition to the strongest actor/director collaboration in film today that is Gray and Joaquin Phoenix, The Immigrant is a breathtaking experience from start to finish, with one of the most defining closing shots in years thanks to the great Darius Khondji. 

05. FOXCATCHER (Bennett Miller)

For better or worse, Bennett Miller's Foxcatcher is the most interesting, deliberately uncomfortable American film of 2014. Depicting the ominously tense dynamic that developed between Olympic wrestlers (and brothers) Mark and Dave Schultz with the peculiar millionaire John du Pont, Miller has created a film that is by its very design cold to a fault. He purposefully places us at a distance from these characters (with the help of the astonishing work from DP Greig Fraser), which can make it hard to engage with or invest in at times, but this remove also helps in establishing the eerie, foreboding mood the director confronts the audience with that creates a positively chilling atmosphere from first frame to last. In his previous film Moneyball, Miller handicapped the surprisingly thrilling script with his bland, tediously vanilla direction but here it’s the opposite effect. A shaky, inconsistent script threatens to derail the magnificent work of the man at the helm, but Miller keeps you entranced, aided by stars Mark Ruffalo, Steve Carell and especially Channing Tatum. Foxcatcher appropriately stands out as an incredibly physical movie, one which says more without words than it ever does with them. 

04. GONE GIRL (David Fincher)

The must-talk-about novel of 2012 has become the must-talk-about film of 2014 with David Fincher's Gone Girl, a twisty labyrinth of bad people doing very bad things. Adapted to the screen by the book’s author Gillian Flynn, the writer and director combine to pull off a seamless transition from page to screen. While excising unnecessary characters and subplots, the duo have maintained the page-turner aspect that keeps the audience on their toes with every insane twist and turn in Gone Girl’s dizzying narrative littered with one fascinating character after another, where the center stage is taken up by a venomous marriage that exposes a dissection and utter skewering of the modern idea of matrimony and the way that we put on a facade for the media, our partners and ultimately ourselves. When reading the basic logline (wife goes missing; husband is suspect), it’d be easy to assume that Gone Girl is simply a generic thriller but Flynn employs a deceptive, incredibly tricky framework that seamlessly combines flashback and voiceover to split perspective and unravel a mystery far more fascinating than that of where Amy Dunne is. Dunne herself is a character for the ages and she’s an enigma right in the heart of a wonderfully layered, masterfully designed and howlingly bitter dark comedy of utter despair that sees Fincher having the most fun he’s had in ages. 

03. THE SKELETON TWINS (Craig Johnson)

Bill Hader and Kristen Wiig are primarily known for their multiple Emmy-nominated work on Saturday Night Live and after leaving their long stints on that program behind in recent years they found themselves coming together again in a very Sundance-typical tale of two troubled siblings in Craig Johnson’s darkly comedic, surprisingly abrasive and endearingly heartfelt drama. Yet despite its cliches, The Skeleton Twins is loaded with moments that pull on the heart strings in natural, believable ways without ever descending into nauseating “indie quirks” that would pull you out of the authentic experience of these two characters colliding forces with one another and knocking their damaged lives back into perspective. Their Milo and Maggie stray the line between likable and loathsome, even teetering over into the latter at times, but Hader and Wiig constantly keep you invested in them and the clever, impactful writing makes sure to leaven the heaviest moments with plenty of warmth throughout. The film’s centerpiece, in which the two come together over a lip-sync rendition of Jefferson Starship’s “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now”, is as crowd-pleasing a moment as any you’ll see on screen this year and a testament to the fact that no matter how much Maggie and Milo can dig their claws into one another they will always have a bond that no one can manage to break or fully understand. 

02. A MOST VIOLENT YEAR (J.C. Chandor)

It may be set in 1981, and released in 2014, but A Most Violent Year feels like the kind of New York cinema that emerged straight out of the dark, crime-ridden climate of the 1970s. Up there with Lumet and Coppola, J.C. Chandor has captured an ambiance that builds in the pit of your stomach and reaches around you the same way that this world does for his characters. Another admirable venture into a drastically new territory, after the dialogue-driven financial crises of Margin Call and the almost entirely wordless man-at-sea survival story All Is Lost, Chandor has delivered what is easily his strongest work yet by combining complex character drama with lasting universal themes to create a slow-burning thriller that only ratchets up the tension when you’re about to reach fever pitch. Highlighted by one of the best performances in years from Oscar Isaac (who led Inside Llewyn Davis, my favorite film of last year), the director assembles all the right ingredients and calibrates them to peak efficiency for a film that breathlessly captures an intimacy of character in collaboration with a far wider scope that lends so much texture to the world these people inhabit. 

01. WHIPLASH (Damien Chazelle)

The drive for artistic perfection is naturally nothing new in the world of cinema, but in Whiplash, writer/director Damien Chazelle has brought us a two-hander so aggressive, combustible and emotionally violent it will make you feel like you’ve never seen anything like it. Only 29 years old when the film was released, Chazelle has the precision of a director twice his age as he captures a precise, elaborate style that sucks the viewer in and keeps you on the edge of your seat, but at the same time this is a film that relies heavily on the two men at its core. J.K. Simmons and Miles Teller are two actors at very different points in their careers, one a veteran whose work spans decades in supporting roles and the other a fresh face just breaking out into the spotlight, but there’s a good chance that neither of them will do anything this strong ever again. The war between these two men is fraught with emotion and turmoil, and Chazelle’s direction elevates Whiplash to something that works as more than just a riveting two-hander with great characters and performances. Whiplash centers on two characters who are hungry to cultivate one of the great artists of their time, and watching it gives the impression that we may have found one ourselves in Damien Chazelle.