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Baby Driver (2017)
Movie Review by: Will Whalen

B-A-B-Y Baby! Baby Driver has arrived by the fantastic Edgar Wright who is one of my favorite directors out there. It’s been quite a few years since he has put out a film and I was more than excited for this.

Baby Driver stars Ansel Elgort, Kevin Spacey, Jon Hamm, Jon Bernthal, Jamie Foxx, Eiza Gonzalez and Lily James. Our main character is named Baby and he is a driver for a crime boss played by Kevin Spacey that is trying to pay back a debt to him. Along the way he meets a girl and gets into trouble and the tires start spinning.

Edgar Wright is one of my absolute favorite directors and after his last film in the Cornetto trilogy which came out five years ago, he is back and with a bang! He has expressed in the past his love for films that have something to do with “Driver’. Such as The Driver and Taxi Driver, which is one of my all time favorite films. To see him do something with his love for films of the nature and something so special was nice to see.
He has said that this has been a vision of his for more than 20 years and you can really feel it. You could tell the love and passion of cinema that Wright has that he gives off in Baby Driver.
What made this so special and original, was not just the great character that he crafted here but also the incredible soundtrack that he incorporated into this film. It was like a shootout ballet with fantastic and adrenaline fueled car chases that will have you racing in your seat. Who doesn’t love a good car chase?! Well if you love car chases, this is most certainly your movie because this has some of the best car scenes that I have probably ever seen. A lot of it also has to do with Wright’s fantastically crafted style of direction.

This film actually almost didn’t feel like your typical Edgar Wright film. No doubt you could tell that it was, but it felt quite different from his previous works and that’s not a bad thing. You still felt all of Wright’s signatures including masterful fast cut action scenes. Fast cuts can hurt a film if done poorly and excessively but Wright knows how to use them and does them to perfection.

Let’s talk about the Mozart in a Go-Cart himself, shall we? Ansel Elgort as Baby was probably a perfect casting choice. You may recognize him in some past teen flicks but here, he’s an absolute badass. I can’t help but to give more praise to Wright here considering he has crafted such a great character. Elgort brings him to life so well that he disappears into the character. Not to mention, he drives a car better than anyone could think of.
His character Baby, likes to make a lot of rad mixtapes and make cool songs that I really enjoyed hearing and seeing him do. There’s a part where he’s actually a pizza delivery driver and I’m also a pizza delivery driver so I enjoyed seeing that quite a bit.  His character is sort of a man of few words but he says so much in his actions and what little he does say.

His relationship with Deborah played by Lily James was perfect for this film. Although it wasn’t perfectly realized, it really worked for this and gave us some of the best things about Baby Driver.
As for Deborah as a character, I think she could’ve been fleshed out a tad bit better but like I said, it does work and she was adorable.

Something to expect when you see an Edgar Wright film is how funny it is. I found myself laughing out loud quite often during this. Edgar Wright does humor so well and really knows dialogue. The humor is also brought to life by such wonderful actors here.
A lot of the humor comes from Kevin Spacey who, as always, is a shining light to this film. Every scene that he’s in, he almost always steals the light from the others.
Jon Hamm was also just the best in this. I love Jon Hamm a lot as it is but here, he was just wonderful. Jamie Foxx and Jon Bernthal were also both awesome but I would’ve loved to see more Bernthal. However, Foxx gives quite an entertaining performance that just screams “asshole” and sometimes reminded me of his character in Horrible Bosses which cracked me up a little. One of my favorite singers, Sky Ferreira, has a part in this and I absolutely love her so I loved seeing her in this even though she had a small role.

About that incredible soundtrack that I mentioned earlier, this is no doubt one of the lifelines of this film. Without this soundtrack, this film wouldn’t be half as good. It’s so great to see some of my favorite songs used in an Edgar Wright film and used so greatly. Songs such as Neat Neat Neat by The Damned and Debra by Beck are songs that changed my life in ways and to see them in this film, was so damn awesome. That’s only two songs in this fueled soundtrack with songs of all types that blast this film to top speed. I actually bought the soundtrack on vinyl in Atlanta, where the film also takes place and was shot, the other day and held off on opening until last night after I saw it. It’s rare that we get actual good soundtracks that are so iconic and great that it’s so refreshing to hear. I adore a good soundtrack and this one is beyond awesome and one of my favorites in quite some time.

Another thing to praise about Baby Driver is how original it is. I can’t say I’ve seen anything quite like this and Edgar Wright is a genius at coming up with original content and doing original things for his films. Anytime an original film comes out, it deserves a ton of praise because it’s hard to be original these days. Don’t get me wrong, this film isn’t 100% perfect but it’s damn near so.
Another thing that I personally loved about Baby Driver, is the fact that it was shot and takes place in Atlanta and I actually live close to Atlanta and go there quite often. So it was pretty awesome to see a lot of the locations that I know and have been to many times. Whether you know the area or not, Wright brings it to life and you’ll have a blast watching Baby tear up the Atlanta streets.

There’s not much else to say about this wonderful film that I or anyone else hasn’t already said. This is a fun, fucking awesome, enthralling joyride. It’ll surely have you racing like Baby and bopping along the way.

I’m going to give Baby Driver…

4.5 out of 5 Stars.

anonymous asked:

I bet either Nightmare or Craw have learnt how to make batman's voice and that's led to so many startles. Like Jon's peacefully working in his lab with Nightmare snoozing by his shoulder and on the other side of the room Craw's like *batman voice* "CRANE" and poor Jon just WHIPS AROUND LIKE HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET IN HERE

Oh gosh, that’s hilarious. I could honestly see that happening too, because crows are really good at mimicking different vocal tones. Poor Jonathan, he puts up with a lot for the sake of his corvid companions.

Oooh! Imagine Riddler teaching one of the crows to say “Riddle me this!”
Jonathan haaaates it, eventually he teaches his crows to stop mimicking Edward through behavioral training (and this just pisses off Edward even more so, because the crows simply ignore him)

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CityBreed / StarGirl : 

The Playlists for Mavis Marisol Paloma & Loraine Ophelia Eliza McClain

(Art by @asshole-cat)

So I mentioned a little while ago that I was putting matching playlists together for Mavis & Loraine, and now that Logan’s had a chance to finish the coverart I bullied him into, I thought it’d be nice to properly share them publicly– Enjoy!

CityBreed:

Good Grief (Bastille) // He Is the Same (Jon Bellion) // What You Know (Two Door Cinema Club) // Pantomime (Imagine Dragons) // Oh No! (Marina and The Diamonds) // You Don’t Own Me (Grace) // Cry Baby (Melanie Martinez)  // Boris (Boy) // Believer (Imagine Dragons) // The Stand (Mother Mother) // New York Soul, pt. ii (Jon Bellion) // Harlem (New Politics)

Full Playlist: Spotify. Youtube.

StarGirl:

Sloom (Of Monsters and Men) // Above the Clouds of Pompeii (Bear’s Den) // Maybe IDK (Jon Bellion) // Next Year (Two Door Cinema Club) // Hopeless Opus (Imagine Dragons) // Ship To Wreck (Florence + The Machine) // Waitress (Boy) // Fineshrine (Purity Ring) // You Are the Moon (The Hush Sound) // Goodbye To a World (Porter Robinson) // Pompeii (Bastille) // I Believe (Christina Perri)

Full Playlist: Spotify. Youtube.

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Top 40 Game of Thrones Non-Romantic Relationships:

10. Ned Stark and His Children

The Doctors as "My Immortal" Quotes

William Hartnell: “Why did you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces?” asked Professor McGonagall"

Patrick Troughton: “Then swooped he in singing to the tune of a Gothic version of a song by 50 Cent.”

Jon Pertwee: “And den……………..I jumped secxily in front of da bullet!11”

Tom Baker: “U must go back in time and sedouce him. It is the only way.”

Peter Davison: “he put his arm around me all protective.”

Colin Baker: “I need to wear like da hotset outfit EVA.”

Sylvester McCoy: “What was DAT al about?”
“It wuz to blackmail u.” I snarked.

Paul McGann: (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!)

Christopher Eccelston: “You dunderheads!1111111111” screamed Dumbledore wisely"

David Tennant: “I’m good at too many things? WHY CAN’T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT’S A FUCKING CURSE!”

Matt Smith: “STOP IT NOW YOU HORNY SIMPLETONS”

Peter Capaldi: “I was even upset went to rehearsal with my Gothic metal band, Bloody Gothic Rose 666. I am the leader singer of it and I play guitar”

I’m so sorry.

One And Only

IMAGINE: Both Mary and John know that (Y/N) has Sherlock wrapped around her finger. Sherlock, being Sherlock refuses to believe this. Can one dance change his mind? 

[gif is not mine. a bit fluffy and ooc of sherlock (sometimes).] 

warnings: none

words: 1059


He stood there bashfully, no not bashful but just not wanting to interact with people. He was watching her, like what he did with others. He deduced her and found her fascinating, he usually wasn’t attracted to anyone, he was a lone wolf with the exception of his brother and John. Why was he suddenly feeling this way?

He saw her dance with her colleague, maybe? Or her friend? Either way he was jealous and he did not like feeling this way. Although lately he’s been feeling jealous if there was a guy anywhere near her, or who looked at her like a piece of meat. He felt possessive over her.

She was beautiful today, like any other day. She was wearing casual clothes, her hair up in a bun and a smile that graced her face. How did he get to meet her?

“Hello you.” She greeted him as she walked up to him. “What are you doing here all alone?” She gave him a hug which he hesitantly returned.

“Hello. You know me, this is a good place to observe.” He waved his hand around and gave her a small smile.

“Well, stop observing and dance with me. This is a club, you know? You dance, you socialise and you don’t deduce,” she laughed, not at him but with him. “So, come on stop it and have fun!” Her voice went a bit husky at the end and he felt unnecessary  blood flowing between his legs.

“Can I just sit here instead? I haven’t been to one of these, I don’t know what to do.”

“Alright fine,” she pouted, “but let me buy you a drink and we can socialise together.” She winked at him as she walked over to the bar.

He walked over to a free booth and sat down. ‘This place is odd.’ “She’s got you wrapped around your finger huh?” He heard John as he sat down next to him. “She’s good for you Sherlock. You both deserve each other.” Mary who sat next to him nodded enthusiastically. “See? Mary agrees with me.”

“What are you talking about?” Sherlock feigning innocence. “We are nothing but friends.”

“But friends turn into lovers Sherlock,” Mary put her input in, “and I can see the way she looks at you she feels the same way. That girl is enamoured with you.”

Sherlock couldn’t help but feel something stir inside him. ‘Well this is a weird feeling.’ “Wow, Sherlock Holmes speechless, that’s one for the books.” John teased him as he sipped his beer.

“What’s this? Sherlock being speechless?” He saw her as she tried not to tip over the beers she was holding. “Who managed to make him speechless? I want to personally meet them.” She winked at him as she slid over next to him.

‘She smells like fruit. Apple and grapefruit, not one of those really fruity smells, just the right ratio. And it smells heavenly.’  “No one’s managed to make me speechless.”

“Well, that’s sad.” She laughed along with John and Mary.

“How was your trip to the bar?” Sherlock asked, he wasn’t good at this. Never was. That’s why he stayed out of dating.

She gave him a confused look, “It was fun, I guess? I got a discount off the beers.”

He saw John silently chuckling to himself and gave him a glare. “Well, this is a great club. How did you find this?”

She shrugged, “It isn’t really a bar, more like a get together social thing.” She furrowed her brows and laughed. “I know, what a great description but that’s the best I can do. That’s why I’m friends with you, you’re great at describing things.” She winked at him and scooted closer to him.

“That’s why you’re friends with me?”

“Of course.” She linked her arms around Sherlock’s neck and nuzzled his neck. “I’m kidding. You’re a great man, there’s a lot more reasons as to why I’m friends with you but I can’t be bothered.”

Sherlock felt heat rush up to his neck and face. John raised one of his eyebrows at him. “Excuse me?” Sherlock and John’s stare were interrupted by a man. “Sorry to bother, but I was just wondering if you would like to dance?” He turned to her and offered his hand.

He saw her blush and felt jealousy creeping in again. “Sorry,” she briefly looked at Sherlock, “I’m feeling a bit tired and I just don’t feel like dancing.” She gave him one of her trademark smiles.

“Oh, okay then.” He gave her a brief grin and walked away.

Sherlock felt relieved and relaxed in his spot. The four of them talked on for about 25 minutes until she heard her favourite song. “Ladies and Gentleman now is the time to take your loved ones out to dance floor.”  The song ‘One and Only’ by Adele began.

“I love this song!” She exclaimed as she jumped out of the booth. “Dance with me please?” She held out her hand to Sherlock who had an impassive look on his face. “I always dance to this song.”

John and Mary watched the scene unfold before them. They really did think that she was perfect for Sherlock. They complimented each other, very well infact.

Sherlock felt the odd sensation in his stomach again. It felt nice. He didn’t reply to her but just took her hand and led them to the dance floor. “I thought you were tired?” He held her waist as one of her hands clutched his arm and took his other hand.

“Can I tell you a secret?” She whispered into his ear. He nodded. “I just didn’t want to dance with him, I wanted to dance with someone else.” She rested her head on his chest.

‘This feels nice. More than nice. Indescribable.’ “Who?”

“Guess. You’re good at this.” She felt his chest rumble with a silent laugh. “Figured it then did you?”

‘Yes.’ He responded with a hum. ‘I could get used to this.’ He gripped her waist a bit tighter and she hugged him tighter.

John and Mary who were still sitting in the booth both smiled at each other and raised their glasses. “Who do you think will ask first?” Mary asked her husband.

“Her.” Mary laughed and nodded. “But the first to say I love you? Him.”

On the boys’ current relationship...(quick Super Sons meta)

I’ve posted on this a lot yeah, but it still gets me reading Super Sons #4 just how much Damian likes Jon. 

Not really in a shipping sense, but in a “I want to be friends” sense. “You were dying to team up, you just won’t admit it!” Honestly, at this point I think that was pure projection on Damian’s part. He wants to believe that he was doing this to appease a ten-year-old rather than himself. But I don’t think Jon honestly wanted much to do with Damian (I’m beginning to think the Christmas special took place much later than this, given that 1. their relationship seemed much more advanced there and 2. Super Sons was originally supposed to come out before that special). Jon is just so innocent a kid, I think here he still believes that automatically nice = good person and brash = mean person who doesn’t like him. Therefore, Damian’s tsundere-esque behavior doesn’t make sense to him. Why won’t this jerk who kidnapped him, who is always putting him down and being a bully and doesn’t give outward signs of caring about anyone just leave him alone if he finds him so annoying? On some level he does want to impress Damian, but I don’t think he much likes his personality yet. Hell, he even realizes how much Damian wants to be friends (him pointing out that Damian could have dealt with this case with any of the Titans in the last issue) but he just doesn’t get why he’s so difficult about it.

But Damian did want to team up, and not just to make Jon more of a super. Damian likes him in his own way that I don’t think even he understands yet. Just the sheer extent to which he went to make this team up happen and continue says more than any cracks at Jon’s inexperience. The fact that he so quickly got accustomed to calling him “Jon” (never even Jonathan but Jon) and even riding on his shoulders indicates that he took to this kid pretty fast. He just doesn’t know how to make someone like you other than fighting crime with them and showing off how skilled you are. 

But given that Jon is already so good at reading Damian in some ways (knows just how to hit him where it hurts when it comes to Batman), as time goes on (and possibly in the next issue where their conflict comes to a head), Jon will come to understand his personality better and get very good at reading him as a whole. He’ll come around to Damian more like what we see in Superman right now. 

kemmlerthekitschmaster  asked:

Can you elaborate more on how the Alys-Sigorn wedding was awesome and its like a baby that conquered the world? I just really like Alys/Sigorn and want to hear more about it.

Whew, where to begin? The Alys-Sigorn wedding is IMO a strong candidate for “best scene in the series,” and it’s probably exhibit A in the case for ADWD as the best book in that series (give or take Dany X and the dragontaming). It’s the surest sign that GRRM still knows what he’s doing and that the sedimentary layers of story are producing more powerful moments as he goes. It’s such a narratively dense event with so many resonances that you could spend days teasing it apart. Here’s just a brief overview.  

At one level, the wedding symbolizes and enacts the alliance between the Stark North and the Free Folk, presided over by the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch (himself having been raised in Winterfell, but also having ridden with the wildlings). It’s very ceremonial and ritualistic, GRRM taking his time setting it up and lingering on every detail so you really get what a momentous deal this is: a powerful wildling leader and the daughter of a significant Northern house joining to forge something new. This carries such weight with us because we’ve been living with this bitter divide and the knowledge of how longstanding and entrenched it is for multiple books. Climbing this hill seemed nigh-impossible back in ASOS when Stannis proposed it; now, we see a real ray of hope. And of course, this dovetails so beautifully with what happens at chapter’s end: the horn blast announcing Tormund Giantsbane’s arrival to cement that pact. 

This sense of harmonic resolution wouldn’t mean much, though, if it didn’t also extend to the bride and groom specifically. Alys coming to Jon (specifically as Ned’s son) and securing his help against Cregan and Arnolf marks a symbolic reconciliation between Houses Stark and Karstark. Instead of the latter house as an enemy, as they’ve been since early in ASOS, we now see them as a complex family riven by internal conflict, and there’s a chance to set things right. It helps, of course, that Alys is immediately one of the most lovable characters in the story: “Let him be scared of me.” As for Sigorn, his father died at Castle Black thanks to Jon’s defenses, and earlier in ADWD, Sigorn himself opposed assimilation to the point of threatening Jon’s life. Here, however, he brings the Thenns into the larger realm and makes a very moving peace–and of course he, too, is written to encourage empathy in the wedding scene, coming off nervous, awkward, and ultimately good-hearted. 

But what really makes this scene shine, undergirding and emphasizing all of the above, is the imagery. It…glows. 

And Melisandre said, “Let them come forth, who would be joined.” The flames cast her shadow on the Wall behind her, and her ruby gleamed against the paleness of her throat.

Jon turned to Alys Karstark. “My lady. Are you ready?”

“Yes. Oh, yes.”

“You’re not scared?”

The girl smiled in a way that reminded Jon so much of his little sister that it almost broke his heart. “Let him be scared of me.”The snowflakes were melting on her cheeks, but her hair was wrapped in a swirl of lace that Satin had found somewhere, and the snow had begun to collect there, giving her a frosty crown. Her cheeks were flushed and red, and her eyes sparkled.

“Winter’s lady.” Jon squeezed her hand.

The Magnar of Thenn stood waiting by the fire, clad as if for battle, in fur and leather and bronze scales, a bronze sword at his hip. His receding hair made him look older than his years, but as he turned to watch his bride approach, Jon could see the boy in him. His eyes were big as walnuts, though whether it was the fire, the priestess, or the woman that had put the fear in him Jon could not say. Alys was more right than she knew.

“Who brings this woman to be wed?” asked Melisandre.

“I do,” said Jon. “Now comes Alys of House Karstark, a woman grown and flowered, of noble blood and birth.” He gave her hand one last squeeze and stepped back to join the others.

“Who comes forth to claim this woman?” asked Melisandre.

“Me.” Sigorn slapped his chest. “Magnar of Thenn.”

“Sigorn,” asked Melisandre, “will you share your fire with Alys, and warm her when the night is dark and full of terrors?”

“I swear me.” The Magnar’s promise was a white cloud in the air. Snow dappled his shoulders. His ears were red. “By the red god’s flames, I warm her all her days.”

“Alys, do you swear to share your fire with Sigorn, and warm him when the night is dark and full of terrors?”

“Till his blood is boiling.” Her maiden’s cloak was the black wool of the Night’s Watch. The Karstark sunburst sewn on its back was made of the same white fur that lined it.

Melisandre’s eyes shone as bright as the ruby at her throat. “Then come to me and be as one.” As she beckoned, a wall of flames roared upward, licking at the snowflakes with hot orange tongues. Alys Karstark took her Magnar by the hand.

Side by side they leapt the ditch.

“Two went into the flames.” A gust of wind lifted the red woman’s scarlet skirts till she pressed them down again. “One emerges.” Her coppery hair danced about her head. “What fire joins, none may put asunder.”

This is hope rendered in radiant red and gold; this is what endgame looks like. We saw it, just a flash of it, as their leap (like Theon and Jeyne’s, several chapters later) reached its apex. This leap over the flames and everything that goes with it exists in defiance of the Long Night, in spite of the army of the dead. It’s a fire to circle around, a well from which to draw strength, and a foundation for what comes next. House Thenn’s sigil is appropriate; they represent the Dawn.

Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my dear followers! You guys are amazing and I love you all. <3 

Quick shout out to my girl @noenoemi for helping me find the cards. They do not belong to me and were found through Google.


Jonathan wasn’t the biggest fan of Valentine’s Day; though it had more to do with the fact that he rarely had anyone to celebrate with, than the idea of it being a made up holiday for stores to sell overpriced candy and cards to the unsuspecting public.

He dreaded the day, because it just reminded him how horribly lonely he was, and how his romantic life was virtually nil. It also emphasized how deeply in love he was with his best friend, with no hope for the future due to the fact that said best friend was straight, and completely unavailable.

Which is why, when he opened his locker on the tenth of February, he was extremely surprised to find a small red envelope sitting among his books.

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I had a fire, passion and desire, now all I require, are circuits and wires.

Let's come up with ways Sansa will "betray" Jon this season.

According to many the trailer confirmed it (I don’t know how or when). Since no one can actually come up with a single way this betrayal will take place I thought we should put all of our brains together and come up with a list. I will start

1. She tells him he can have the bedroom but sleeps there instead.

2. She tells him the south is no place for direwolves just so he would leave Ghost behind. She tries to get Ghost to switch loyalty and bribes him daily to become her wolf instead. She makes him warm cloaks and lemon cakes.

3. She persuades Jon to go meet Daenerys hoping she would roast him at first sight and she would become Kween in the north. The next logical step marry the most eligible bachelor LF to complete the pretty picture. She wants this more than family now.

4. She gets him really drunk one night so the next morning he misses an important meeting with the Northern lords. She runs the meeting instead. All the lords now think Jon is useless.

5. Instead of sewing direwolves on his cloak she sews a big donkey. This makes Northern lords wonder if he is actually a Stark.

6. While he is gone she convinces Northern lords to follow her instead of Jon because she will be leading the army herself against White walkers. She has been practicing with Jon’s sword while he was passed out.

7. That’s another one. She steals his sword gives it to Littlefinger. Early wedding gift for her future king.

8. She tells Jon she will try to convince Brienne for a date with Tormund but secretly she ships her with Jaime.

9. She dresses up as Jon and does terrible things that make him look bad.

10. She bribes the sailor of Jon’s ship and instead of taking him to Dragonstone he takes Jon to Lys. If that is not bad enough she packed him only ugly winter clothes.

11. She dyes his hair while he is sleeping.

12. Thanks @fedonciadale she lies to him about hating Littlefinger. Deep down she is in love with him and can’t wait till a worthy man like LF is king instead. So she becomes his campaign manager. Don’t forget the GOT election, they gave it away then.

Commanders Niece

Originally posted by telefilmaddictedforever


Fandom: Game Of Thrones

Character: Jon Snow

Reader: Female

Warnings: Smut, swears, the usual shebang

Note: this is my first GoT fanfic so I hope its good, I plan on making many more for different characters and if you have any character suggestions that should be done first let me know!


You were never really innocent, like far from it. You never acted like a lady but you were forced too, until you dishonored your father, he sent you to the Nights watch to be their fuck toy or something along those lines. At least you got to go to the wall, you could handle yourself very well, and your uncle was the Commander there so you would be treated fairly well.

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Enough - Jon Snow

Fic #17 of the Hamilton Prompts
Song: That Would Be Enough

How long have you known?” Jon asked, storming into your room, seemingly forgetting to knock. You turned away from the dresses you were folding to see him fuming a few feet away from you.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re pregnant. How long have you known?” Your heart skipped a beat as you searched Jon’s face for even a slight chance of happiness behind his anger.

“How-”

“How long?” he interrupted you again before you could ask him how he knew, when you hadn’t known for that long, either.

A month or so,” you said, dropping your head. Jon let out a frustrated sigh and ran a hand through his curly locks.

Y/N, you should have told me,” he said, whining almost. 

“How did you find out?”

“Sansa,” he said, sitting down at the bench at the edge of your bed. You carefully walked over to him, sitting down next to him. 

“How did she know?”

“She said she saw you leaving Maester Luwin’s, and said that you had been acting strange lately.” You sighed, and looked down at your hands. 

“That was all you needed to storm in here?” He looked at you with stressed filled eyes before tutting out the slightest laugh.

“No, I spoke to him myself.”

“Hmm, seems like that information should be private,” you said, folding your hands in your lap and focusing on them once more. 

“Not from the father.” You blew air out of your nose, and nodded softly. “I am the father, right?” he asked.

“Of course,” you said, touching his arm, giving him a worried look. He smiled at you softly, before looking away from you once more. You both stared at the fireplace on the other side of the room in silence for a minute.

You should have told me,” he said, breaking the tension before dropping his face into his hands. 

I’m not sorry.”

“Excuse me?” he asked. You stood up and ran your hands through your hair, too. 

“I’m not sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t think I would have to.”

“Why?” he asked, standing at your level. You rolled your eyes and put a hand on his chest, pushing him back softly. He was upset, but he was acting like you were one of his siblings he could just push around until he got what he wanted from them. You weren’t Arya, and you weren’t Robb. Jon couldn’t fight with you like he could them.

“I know you’re eager to fight, but please don’t act this way with me.” He sighed and backed up. 

“Why did you feel like you didn’t have to tell me?”

“Because you’re leaving. That night was just suppose to be that one, right before you left.”

“It was an amazing night.”

“You’re right, it was. But I wasn’t expecting to get pregnant. When I found out, I wasn’t expecting to tell you either. I know you’ve been planning on joining the Night’s Watch for a long time, and I didn’t want to ruin that.”

“You getting pregnant does not ruin anything,” he said, taking a step closer to you. You scoffed and walked away from him.

“The hell it doesn’t.”

“Y/N,” he said, grabbing you by the arms as he moved towards you. You looked up at him as he rubbed your arms softly, smiling at you. “I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing. But I’m not afraid. Would you relish being a bastard’s wife? Unable to provide for your life?”

I’d relish being your wife,” you said honestly, looking away from him. He smiled and tilted your head up slightly to kiss your forehead. When he looked at you he saw you were crying a little bit. 

“What?”

Look at where you are, and where you started. The fact that you are alive is a miracle. I don’t want you to ruin all of that because of me and this child.”

“My child.”

“Jon you deserve to go far away from the pains that this place holds for you, and I don’t want to be the one to keep you from doing that. Our child will understand in time, too, why you had to do it.”

“Y/N-”

“I can’t ask you to give up your life for me,” you said, shaking your head.

“I wouldn’t be. Let me be a part of this narrative. Let me be a part of my child’s life.”

If this child shares a fraction of your smile, or a fragment of your heart, that would be enough for me.” Jon shook his head and laughed in frustration. He cupped your cheeks in his face and looked you in the eye, making sure you were unable to look anywhere else.

Let me inside of your heart, Y/N. Let me show you that I’m not going anywhere, and I’m not going to leave you and my child alone. I think I deserve a chance to meet my child.”

“You do,” you said, touching his cheek.

“And not just on visits, or when he’s old enough to join the Night’s Watch.” You sighed as he leaned in to kiss your forehead again. “It will be okay. We can do this.”

“You won’t go?” you asked. He shook his head. “You don’t have to stay.”

“My child won’t be a bastard,” he said firmly. 

“I don’t want you to give up on your dreams.”

“The Night’s Watch isn’t as much of a dream as it is an escape. You’re the dream,” he said. You sighed and he pulled you in for a kiss on the lips. “Please don’t make me fight for this.”

I could be enough?” you asked.

“You’re more than enough. You’re everything, Y/N.” You smiled and he kissed your again quickly. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you said with a laugh. Even though you hadn’t been together for that long, you had always loved Jon, and knew that he was being honest. He leaned in to kiss you again, smiling wider than you had seen him in months.

You Love Her

Summary: Roman is traveling with Dean and his girlfriend and he catches a sweet moment between Dean and Y/n. He realizes just how hard Dean has fallen and asks if he loves her, even though Roman already knows the answer. This one’s short but Fluffy.

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WWE had just finished filming an episode of Monday Night Raw at Madison Square Garden. You weren’t feeling well, and it was freezing out considering it was in the middle of winter. You couldn’t wait to get to the next town so that you could check into the hotel and try to get some sleep.

You made it outside of the arena and flashes immediately started going off from fans trying to get a picture of Dean and Roman.

“Dean! Dean! Roman! Over here!” You heard the fans yell out. Dean acknowledged them with a little nod of his head before looking at you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. You reached up and tried to cover your eyes from the flashes because they were starting to give you a headache.

“You driving or you want me to?” Dean asked as he looked over at Roman.

“I’ll drive. You drove last time.” Roman said.

Dean reached into his pocket and pulled out the keys to the rental car and tossed them to Roman. He then led you to the car and opened the door. You slid in and let out a sigh of relief to be out of sight from the line of fire of the camera flashes. Dean and Roman loaded the bags into the back of the SUV while Galina, Roman’s wife, climbed into the front seat.

You leaned your head against the window and Dean slid in next to you. He gave you a reassuring smile and reached over and put his hand on your leg. You could tell he was feeling exhausted from his match earlier in the night and the two-week tour that he’s been on. But he attempted to hide it from you.

He leaned over and gently kissed you before wrapping his arm around you. Your lips curved into a smile and you leaned your head on his shoulder as you prepared yourself for the long car ride to the next city.

“I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” You said.

Dean and Roman were both starving after having intense matches during the show, so Roman made a pit stop at a drive thru to get some food. The guys offered to get food for you and Galina, but neither of you was hungry since you had eaten in catering at the show.

Roman was in the front seat behind the wheel, one hand on the wheel, the other in Galina’s hand as she leaned her head against the window to try and get some sleep. Dean was in the backseat with you, one hand on his lap, the other wrapped securely around you.

You tried to keep yourself awake until you got back to the hotel, but you felt yourself continuing to drift off.

“You tired?” Dean asked as he glanced down at you.

You nodded as you let out another yawn.

“Just close your eyes.” He said as his hand brought your head to lay on his shoulder. “Get some sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get there.” He said before he leaned in and pressed his lips to your forehead.

You closed your eyes and slowly started to fall asleep. You felt safe and secure with Dean’s arm around you and the warmth from his body keeping you nice and toasty despite the chilly temperature outside. Dean glanced down at you and his lips curved into a smile. He reached down and brushed a strand of hair out of your eyes.

**Roman’s P.O.V**

I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Dean brush a strand of hair out of Y/n’s face. My lips curved into a smile as I thought about how far he had come. He had never really been one for relationships or settling down. Then Y/n happened. She turned his world upside down.

“You love her, don’t you?” I asked.

Dean looked up confused for a moment before glancing down at Y/n and nodding.

“Yeah…I do. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. She’s my world, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me that my whole world is right here and that I could lose her at any time. No one has ever got to me like she does.” He said.

“I know man. That’s love, though. I see the way you look at her. We all know you’d take a bullet for her…so would I for this one.” I said motioning towards Galina. “I can’t believe our little Dean is falling in love.” I teased.

I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Dean smiling as he looked down.

“To be honest, I can’t either. I never really thought I was going to find someone. I just figured maybe I was better off by myself. I mean I saw all of you guys find love and settle down, but it never happened to me. Sure I had a hookup here or there, but I never saw the same girl more than once or twice. Then I met her. Everything changed after that. Suddenly everything was about her, and all I wanted to do was make her happy. I was trading night outs with the guys for nights in with her. And I didn’t even think twice about it because all that mattered to me was seeing her happy and having her in my arms.” He said.

“You know I’ve noticed that your smile gets a hundred times brighter when Y/n is in the room,” I said.

“What can I say? She’s the one for me, I just know it. I don’t know what I’d do without her. When I have a bad match or a bad day, she’s always there to make me feel better and calm me down. She’s been there for me through ups and downs. She’s just amazing.” He said as he looked down at Y/n.

I had been a little protective of Jon since Y/n came into the picture. Jon wasn’t one for relationships or putting his heart out on the line. I was afraid she would try to change him. I didn’t want her to make him into some guy that he wasn’t. But I realized as I sat there in the car, that the guy I loved and consider a brother was still there. She hadn’t changed him into a guy he wasn’t. She just brought out a better side to him that was in there all along.

“She’s a good one, Dean. Don’t let this one go.” I said.

I watched as Dean pulled her a little closer to him. His lips curved into a smile and then his eyes met mine through the rear-view mirror.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He said. “She’s too important to me to let her go.”

anonymous asked:

Hi, i love your damijon fic, its everything! Can I ask for damijon where damian is shy of public affection but do it anyway bc jon want it

Thank you so much anon! I’m not sure this is what you had in mind, but.

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“Have you really never seen Pinocchio?”, Jon asks, looking up at him from his lap.

Damian doesn’t know how and when he managed to put his head there. It must’ve happened while he was busy arguing with Dick on why fourteen years old trained assassins should not be forced to watch Disney movies by their self appointed older brothers, or with Tim on who should be the one holding the popcorn bowl, or with Jason and his sideways jokes about becoming a real boy - which Damian didn’t really understood but offended him on a principle. (Movie nights always offers a wide variety of arguments).

“Have you really never seen a pillow?”, Damian mocks, looking down at him. “It doesn’t look like me, in case you were wondering.”

“Was not”, Jon answers with a smile.

Damian growls at him but doesn’t push him on the floor, and his lack of reaction earns him a curious glance from Tim, who’s currently sitting on the couch next to them, the bowl of popcorn in his hands and one of Kon’s long arm wrapped around his shoulders. Damian can feel the tips of his ears reddening under his brother’s stare, and he keeps his eyes fixed on the television screen while he waits for the teasing he knows is coming.

Surprisingly enough, Tim scrunches up the corners of his mouth in what could be described as a knowingly smile, but he doesn’t comment at all - which is kind of a first in Damian’s book, but he’s not going to question his fortune or Tim’s indisputable ulterior motives right now.

He settles back against the couch cushions and pretends to watch the animated nonsense along with Jon and their brothers, while in reality his attention keeps shifting on the solid weight of Jon’s head against his stomach and - a couple of minutes later, after Jon decides Damian’s definitely more comfortable than the couch itself - on the warm touch of Jon’s hands on his thighs.

Overall it’s not a displeasing feeling, and it’s not a totally improper contact either, but the unfamiliarity of the situation makes Damian too self-conscious about it.

Though, thinking about it, he shouldn’t be so surprised about Jon’s confidentiality. He learned long before tonight - and at his own expense - that Jon’s a very physical person with little to no regard altogether for such a basic concept as interpersonal distances.

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anonymous asked:

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to sound like I was trolling you! I was just wondering how Jon should view Ned after learning about the truth and what it means for Rhaegar. I'm sorry.

No, no, don’t apologize. I made that leap so it’s on me. It’s just… somehow when I wasn’t looking, Rhaegar became the most argued about character on my blog. I don’t mind discussing him - I’ve been engaged in such a discussion over IM for the past two weeks - but I’ve gotten some, let’s say, interesting responses that were pretty much designed to pull my leg. I found the premise of your questions kinda strange and based on a dichotomy that does not really exist in the books, which is why I thought you might be trolling me in the vein of previous responses I got. I’m sorry if I made you feel bad.

I’m gonna start my response to the questions you posed in your previous ask by asserting one point: Ned Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen do not occupy even a remotely similar place in the text. There is simply no way to compare their respective narrative importance to Jon; Ned is the guy who raised Jon and the father Jon looked up to and loved. For better or for worse, he is the only parent Jon ever had and the father that Jon wanted to make proud; his model is the one that Jon strove to live up to. And Jon loves Ned and loves the family Ned raised him in, that’s not going to change just because he discovers that he is not biologically Ned’s. Because he is still Ned’s son in all the way that matter. Ned, for all his mistakes, loved Jon and protected him and gave him a family at a high personal cost to himself. He besmirched his honor in order to save Jon’s life and essentially committed treason and put his life on the line by concealing him. He is an integral part of who Jon is and a vital linchpin to his identity. So Jon would certainly be angry (and he has every right to be), he’d probably lash out spectacularly, but I don’t think it’d lead him to stop seeing Ned as his father or that it’d change how he feels about him. The bonds Jon has with the Starks run deep and true and so I imagine that his dominant emotion once the initial shock wears off would be only sorrow.

But while Ned is personally dear to Jon, Rhaegar would be little more than a name to him, a name attached to a dark history at that. The significance of Rhaegar’s fatherhood in Jon’s arc is largely thematic because the truth about Jon’s parentage is gonna be a major hit to Jon’s self-conception and identity. Because the only identity Jon ever wanted or dreamed of is that of a Stark. He struggled with his bastardy and the conception of his identity in light of it but he was proud that he is Ned Stark’s kid. Finding out that he is not Ned’s son is a hit in and of itself but then to discover that his father is none other than Rhaegar Targaryen, oh that would be just brutal.

This is (one instance) where GRRM subverts the classic trope of the downtrodden boy with a hidden parentage and a grand destiny, because Jon’s origin story is a horror story that is going to devastate him. Not only does his real parentage remove him even further from the identity he desires, not only does it mean that the father and siblings he loves so well are not really (biologically) his own, it also comes with the sobering realization of the circumstances of his own birth. Like, the identity of Jon’s mother has always been a point of tension in his relationship with Ned, and he finally, FINALLY gets his answer, except it’s a punch in the gut. Because the circumstances of Jon’s conception and birth are fucked up. Rhaegar absconded with Lyanna without sparing a thought to the consequences of his actions, so focused he was on getting a third child for the prophecy that everything paled in comparison, even insulting two Great Houses and throwing the realm into war. Lyanna was his means to fulfill the prophecy and get the third head of the dragon in a situation that reeks of consent issues. It’s not a particularly happy origin story.

That’s the truth Jon will find out, the answer to his lifelong question. His mother is the sister of whom his adoptive father couldn’t talk because of how painful it was. His father was the crown prince who is known for carelessly breaking every chivalric code by absconding with Lyanna Stark, the guy whose actions sent the entire realm into war and created the situation that led to the murder of Rickard and Brandon Stark. His father pretty much used his mother as a vessel for a prophecy-child that she died birthing, and then his adoptive father had to claim him as his own bastard - damaging his own marriage and lying to both his wife and Jon himself - to prevent his best friend from murdering baby Jon for the grand crime of existing. Jon was literally born for the purpose of a prophecy so that he could fulfill a destiny his birth father was willing to throw the realm into war for. So how is Jon going to react to that? My belief is that he, in his initial anger and pain, is going to reject said destiny. He’ll reject his Targaryen heritage, he’ll reject the prophecy, he’ll reject Rhaegar and his ready-make destiny and the purpose for which he sired Jon.

And that would be the struggle in Jon’s arc and the choice he needs to make. Is he a hero because his lineage dictates it or a prophecy told it or Rhaegar decided he would be, or is he a hero because he chooses to be? Is he the maker of his own destiny or a puppet dancing to the stings of prophecy and his ancestors’ decisions? Is he fighting for humanity because he is the ready-make prophecy-child fulfilling the purpose of his birth or because it’s the right thing to do? Is he is driven by the prophecy or by hope that humanity can prevail and usher in spring after they throw back the winds of winter? Who is Jon Snow and why is he fighting?

Here’s the thing, Rhaegar prioritized the prophecy above any and everything else. He caused a lot of destruction in his pursuit of a prophecy-child and in the name of saving the same realm he doomed to war. Causing a political crisis that ended up making the realm bleed was an acceptable collateral damage to him as long as he got the third head of the dragon. Jon is going to have to come to terms with the fact that this guy is his father and that he was born specifically for a prophecy; he’ll have to accept his parentage because it’s a part of accepting himself - you have to accept where you came from before you conceive who you are. But Jon’s parentage isn’t going to be what defines him or who he is, his own choices are. Because choosing who you become when you’re faced by the abyss is perhaps the most prominent overarching theme of ASOIAF.

Jon is not going to be a hero because Rhaegar made him one by siring him, or because a prophecy foretold his birth. If my prediction that he’ll reject the prophesied destiny that Rhaegar was willing to throw the realm into war for is true, that means that Jon is not going to be a hero because of Rhaegar but despite him. He did not need either Rhaegar or the prophecy to put him up to fighting the Others or saving people, he was doing that on his own and by his own choice because he recognized that as the most important cause and the right thing to do. Jon’s heroism is his own choice, his destiny is of his own making; he’ll fight not because his lineage compels him to or because it’s the purpose of his birth but because he genuinely wants (and chooses) to do the right thing and save the world.