i should go back to writing

Will Malnati: And who’s in it?
Joe Mazzello: Um…Mr. Chace Crawford. Um, Tyler Hoechlin, Aaron Tveit. Jim Belushi -
Will Malnati: Does Aaron Tveit sing in it?
Joe Mazzello: …No.
Will Malnati: Why not?
Joe Mazzello: Um -
Will Malnati: Why didn’t you write that in for the main part?
Joe Mazzello: Because I - because I blew it. Will.
Will Malnati: You should go back and reshoot some of that.
Joe Mazzello: There’s actually a spot where the whole team sings -
Will Malnati: And does he have a solo?
Joe Mazzello: - and he’s the only one who doesn’t sing.
Will Malnati: That was, really, a poor decision on your part.
Joe Mazzello: I know! I know.
Will Malnati: That’s bad directing and writing.
Joe Mazzello: Yeah. I’m not good. But that’s what I was talking about: I’m not looking for your cookie-cutter version of the movie where Aaron Tveit -
Will Malnati: - sings a Les Mis -
Joe Mazzello: - does a song and dance, okay?
Will Malnati: - sings a Les Miserables.
Joe Mazzello: Yeah. I take the road less traveled by. He stays silent. You’re welcome.

- Will Malnati interviews Joe Mazzello about Undrafted on The Drop-In. They’re friends.

Taeyong + Terrible Argument

Originally posted by t-yong

Not even a million fights could make me hate you.

A/N: if this isn’t so accurate,i’m sorry

Word count: 789

“Baby, you should really go to sleep right now..”, you said, putting a hand on Taeyong’s shoulder. He hadn’t slept properly for days now, always busy with work.

“Later,later,later…”, he mumbled, giving your hand a small peck before going back to writing songs.

You took a seat next to him and held both his hands to stop him from writing which caused him to look at you.

“Y/n, just let me finish this one,okay? After that, I’ll come and sleep.”, he said, a little bit irritated that you wouldn’t let him work. But you weren’t giving up soon. He knew he was tired, but he just kept on working.

You grabbed his face and took a proper look at him. He looked exhausted.

“Taeyong, stop this already. Stop tiring yourself out like this, it’s not healthy for you.”

That didn’t stop him from working. He removed your hands from his face and just continued working.

“Lee Taeyong, will you just listen to me for one time?”, you said, raising your voice just a little.

“Why should I listen to you? The only thing you’ve been doing is trying to distract me from my work.”, he mumbled not looking up.

“Excuse me?! Trying to distract you? All I want to do is make sure you’re not tiring yourself out like this and all you think I’m doing is distracting you?!”, you started yelling now.

“Stop acting like this, you sound like an overly strict mother..”

“Overly strict mother?! Have you never heard of a worried girlfriend, maybe?”

“Just let me continue my work, okay?! You don’t have to act like this just to get me to sleep!”, he yelled, now frustrated.

“You know, just when I thought that I could actually spend some time with my boyfriend on his day off, this is how I get treated..I guess you don’t even see me like a girlfriend anymore,do you..?”, you were whispering now.

Taeyong just stared down at his papers, not saying a word.

You’ve had enough and stormed out of your house.

The night was calm and the only sounds that could be heard were sounds from cars passing by. You didn’t know where you were going but you just followed the path where your feet led you who ended up bringing you to a coffee shop that was still open at this holy hour.

You sat down at one of the tables after you received your drink. You took out your phone only to see that Taeyong had sent you messages. You didn’t even bother to read them and just went on to read a few webtoons.

Just when you were about to take a sip of your drink again, someone took your drink away from you.

“Americanos are not healthy for you.”, a familiar voice told you.You immediately recognised it.

“So is tiring yourself out.”, you mumbled while taking your drink away from Taeyong and taking a sip. You continued reading, trying to ignore Taeyong who was sitting infront of you. But that didn’t work seeing that he snatched your phone away from you.

“Give me my phone back?”, you said, not even looking up.

“Not before we talk this out.”, he said while lifting your chin up. You didn’t want to look but his eyes were mesmerizing. You were staring but you didn’t say anything.

Taeyong suddenly started giggling.

“Y/N, don’t stare at me like that, you remind me of a lost puppy”, he said in between his giggles.

“I DON’T LOOK LIKE A PUPPY!”, you yelled, covering your face with you hands to hide the blush creeping up your face.

Taeyong then stopped with giggling and looked at you hiding your face.

“Don’t hide your face..You look adorable when you’re blushing..”, he said while removing your hands from your face so he could look at you again.

“Stop saying that.”

“But it’s true!”, he exclaimed in an adorable manner.

, you gasped looking at the smile that was on his face even though he was exhausted.



“I love you,you know that right?”, he asked,looking in your eyes and holding your eyes. You smiled at him.

“Of course I do.And I love you too.”, you replied pecking his lips.

“Let’s go home now,shall we?”, he mumbled,suddenly feeling even more exhausted.

“Let me just finish my americano, okay?Then we can go” , you replied while taking a sip of your now cold drink and taking your phone to continue reading your webtoon.

Taeyong laid his head down on the table. He felt your hands softly stroke his hair which calmed him down. Slowly, his eyes began to flutter shut and he drifted away to his dreams.

*Admin One*

You know what else I don’t get about ADHD? We have to go through hell and back and bounce between doctors and psychologists for months to get diagnosed but once you do your doctor just writes you a prescription without any advice and without bothering to tell you that

  • you’re not supposed to eat grapefruit when taking ADHD medication
  •  you can’t eat or drink citrus fruit, soda, Gatorade, and anything carbonated an hour before and after taking your medication 
  • you should monitor your heart rate if you take the decongestant psuedophedrine when you have adderall in your system because it also has the side effect of increased heart rate 
  • you should really avoid caffeine when on adderall (haha I know we’re all hooked on caffeine) but lots of people with add feel like they need to be drinking a “study beverage” like coffee/energy drinks constantly while working. Give your adderall the 1-3 hours it needs to kick in before you do this, drink a placebo beverage like decaf tea instead

I’m not a pharmacist, none of this is medical advice, but as the girl who used to start her day with a whole grapefruit and glass of orange juice… I wish I’d known this. I got more instructions for my strep throat medication then I ever got for adderall.

It just makes me so ridiculously happy that Bryan hasn’t let Hannibal go? Not even one bit??? Like he’s so busy with his other projects now, and I think he would be totally justified in feeling like he’s allowed to let go of his cancelled show and move on to, perhaps, bigger and more successful things. His career is doing beyond well. He doesn’t need another show on his plate with how in demand he is…

But there he is, carrying his little Hannibal with him to SDCC, because despite Hannibal not having a panel this year, Hannibal still is in his heart and on his mind. And he wants us to know he hasn’t let go, every step of the way. That he won’t let go until it’s finished. And that makes me very, very happy. :’)

I think that if we can’t go back, then we should try even harder to go forward. Most want to go forward, to a place where they loved someone because they have a gentle smile, a loving tenderness, and a passionate heart that makes it easier than it once was.
can’t remember what I’ve forgotten (1/1)

CS AU Week Day 5: Role Reversal

What if Pan’s curse brought everyone who was born in the Enchanted Forest back?  What if Henry was left behind?

WC: 3k

A/N: Oh, what’s that?  I have two interviews this week I should be preparing for instead of writing last-minute fic for AU week?  What a surprise!  I can technically blame you (yes you, reader) for encouraging me by reading this, right?  … Right?

“No,” Regina whispers as she crumples to the floor, clutching Pan’s scroll.  

“Regina?”  Emma calls out, concerned as she hurries over to her.

Regina’s shoulders start to shake and tremble, her head hung as she traces the edges of the scroll.

“What’s going on?”  Emma asks, crouching down next her, unsure if her presence is wanted.

“Something’s wrong,” Regina mutters, brushing her hair from her face, but refusing to look up from the scroll.  “Pan’s magic is too powerful, I can’t stop it.  The curse is taking all of us back to the Enchanted Forest, Emma.”

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That’s right, I’m back at it again. With wings this time! And legs! (Pixie boots were kinda a given)

Heh, but yeah. Last picture I drew for you, I was so grateful that you actually responded to it. And I’m.. again.. very blunt. Though, I’ve been giving it a lot of thought lately in how I’m going to say this, but I should really stop over thinking for my own good and just say it.

Your art inspires many and kinda speaks to me in a weird way. Like.. shows your personality a bit. The little #tags you write, here and there, are quite enjoyable and sometimes even make me laugh and/or smile. 

I don’t know you, but I can tell you’re an amazing, kind, talented, and over all great person. I’d love to get to know you better. Though I’m pretty sure I’m to shy to do this kind of thing like.. ever. I can’t shake the feeling that we could be pretty great friends.  

Sorry for my overly awkward and pretty awful proposal to initiate a friendship, but it’s all I got.

Well that and bad puns, but that’s about it. <:0)


“Actually, Coach Hall and I both figured you wouldn’t be surprised. It’s pretty apparent… you’re a better player when you’re with Bittle.” // “I mean. Go say goodbye. You won’t be back here for some time, you know? If that’s what your heart is telling you, you should go. Go really say goodbye.”

CS ff: “School of Loverboys” (au)

Summary: In an attempt to prove a point and win a bet with her friends, Emma pretends to be James Nolan for three weeks. The plan is simple: get in, live and mingle and assimilate, and in three weeks get right back out. She should know better than anyone that plans never go that easy, especially when Killian Jones is in the picture.


Rating: T-ish. JK, the end made it totally M.


A/N: Right after I started this, I changed the channel at work and “She’s the Man” was on. This is my weird take on that, and the original “Just One of the Guys” which I remember watching when I was hella young. Here’s my version of roommates and “undercover crossdressing,” which I would love to read more of, honestly. (That second movie is as old as I am, so I’ll be surprised if anyone else knows it.) Title today from “Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy” by Queen. And look!! A whole fic!!!

AU Week Posts : Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7

Week 1


It should be relatively easy: all Emma has to do is pretend to be David’s idiot twin brother for three weeks to prove that women can fit in with any boys’ club. She probably should’ve taken that should much more seriously when considering, and then planning out, the idea of living in the senior apartments at the university, and living in one of them with Killian Jones, the man she accidentally fell in love with four years ago when they all started college.

It’s after 9am on the first Saturday when Killian finally emerges from his room. Emma is scowling into her cereal hard enough to make the milk boil as Killian rubs his nose against that of what’s-her-face, the girl that followed him home from the bar at three in the morning the night before. She’d immediately put in ear plugs and pretended as hard as she could that the idea of Killian and some other woman didn’t make her stomach turn.

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Keeping Afloat: A maze runner story.

“Oh for goodness sake, enough!” Alby shouts over the din. He turns to me in frustration, arms flapping.

“These pathetic shanks here have decided they’re in love with you and they’re doing my head in. If you could just pick one of them and be done with it I’d be grateful.”


To fall in love again, like I’ve never been hurt, will never be simple. You know about me. You know that I’ve always struggled when it comes to letting go. I told you things about my past, things I never told anyone before. My mind will always be trying to remember everything that it should be forgetting, and every time I try to walk away, I would always look back at the memories. I would always run back, even if I’ve already traveled for miles in my attempt to forget. I already told you that I’m a fool. It’s hard for me to accept the fact that I believed for so long in nonexistent things like love. It felt a lot like living a part of my life for nothing. I fed my faith to my demons, and they feed me with fear. I told myself that it will take everything in me to believe in love once more. I told you that it will be very difficult to love again, but you told me that all I need to do is believe in my own heart. I need to believe that it could still do what my mind couldn’t, and I did. I need to believe in myself, just like the way you believe in me, and I did. I did, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I am in love once again. This time, I’m in love with you.

anonymous asked:

omg I loved your little winteriron drabble with merman!Bucky can you please please please write more? Maybe with the "wait in line, freakshow" or "on second thought, I dont want to know" sentence prompts if you want? thank you!!

Thank you, and sure. Here’s a little something from Steve’s point of view. 

Part 1

Steve picked up his pace, cutting through the water and swimming right in front of Bucky to impede his path. “And just where do you think you’re going?”

Bucky reeled, back-flipping through the water then righting himself. “Steve, what are you doing up so late?” He scowled. “You should be in bed. You’re still recovering from the Eels.”

“I’m trying make sure my best friend doesn’t end up in some Landers net.” Steve swished his tail in agitation. “You’re going to get caught if you keep going to the surface.”

Bucky smirked. “No one’s caught me yet.” Bucky kicked his tail and with a burst of speed, launched himself past Steve.

“Bucky!” Steve cried out and gave chase.

Steve huffed as he tried to keep with his best friend. Bucky had always been a faster swimmer. The only reason Steve had caught up before was because Bucky hadn’t been aware Steve was following him.

Steve soon lost sight of his friend and cursed. He pushed onward through the water.

Steve knew exactly where Bucky was headed.

It wasn’t long before Steve reached shallower waters. He navigated his way through the seaweed and rocks until he reached a spot in rocks where he could hide from the Landers on shore but get glimpse of the small beach Bucky liked to visit.

Steve poked his head out from the water and around the rock. His heart screamed and flung itself out of his chest.

Tony was wearing one of his strange black skins again and was wading in waist high water. He laughed as Bucky swam around him, diving in and out of the water and wrapping his tail around Tony’s legs.

It wasn’t a proper courting dance due to Bucky being limited to shallow water, but Steve recognized the dance for what it was.

Tony’s reached into the water and his fingers touched Bucky’s tail.

Bucky cooed in delight and wrapped himself around Tony. He cupped Tony’s face with one hand and looked at Tony with utter fondness.

Tony’s cheeks turned red and he swayed into Bucky’s touch.

Bucky grinned and slapped his tail onto the surface, splashing Tony before Bucky dove into the water.

“Hey!” Tony cried out and wiped at his eyes. “No fair!”

Bucky remerged right in front of Tony and kissed the tip of his nose then disappeared into the water again.

Tony straightened, his face more red than a lobster.

Steve dove into the ocean and swam toward deeper waters.

Steve cartwheeled and swam zigzag as he panicked. His best friend was courting a Lander! Had Bucky even thought this through? Besides the general danger of swimming near the surface, how did Bucky expect to maintain any relationship with Tony? How! It just didn’t make sense, and–

“Whoa, Stevie, you need to slow down. Your tail is going to split in two if you keep swimming like that.”

Steve whirled on Bucky. “Are you crazy? On second thought, don’t answer that.” Steve zipped through the water in a panic as he tried to think of what to say to his friend. “You’re courting a Lander!”

“So you saw that performance?” Bucky glanced over his shoulder and in the direction of the beach. “Not surprised. I had a feeling you would.”

“Bucky,” Steve clamped Bucky on the shoulders and looked him in the eye, “I want to support you, but what you’re doing is insane and dangerous.”

“So was riding that riptide, but we had fun.” Bucky smiled crookedly.

Steve shook his head. “This is different.”

“Come on, Steve.” Bucky swatted Steve’s hands away and put some distance between them. “Since when are you afraid of anything? We’ve out swam sharks, swam through jellyfish, and have even explored Lander ships. We are you acting like such a guppie?”

“Because Bucky…” Steve’s chest ached. He sank into the water. “I don’t want to see you get hurt when things don’t work out. Nets and fishermen’s traps aside, Tony and you are literally from two different worlds.”  

Bucky tail twitched. He once again looked over his shoulder toward the beach. “I have to go. I told Tony I’d only be gone for a little while.”

Steve sighed and bowed his head. “You’re not going to listen to me at all, are you?”

“Haven’t so far. Why start now?” Bucky flipped himself around and swam to Tony.

Steve hugged himself as he drifted alone in the ocean.

“I hope it works out in the end, even if it is unlikely.”

[Sentence Prompts]


We’re Smiling But We’re Close To Tears

Jemma Simmons and Leopold Fitz have been working together ever since they graduated from the prestigious music school The Academy. They have conquered the world of classical music, but lately they haven’t been as in sync as everyone thinks.

“They find themselves unable to fully comprehend the other’s objective, to see the real reason behind the other’s actions, and to grasp the essence of the matter, causing them to clash against each other - angered, hurt and hopeless.”

First Movement [Adagio / Affettuoso]

smokesforharris replied to your post “petals42 replied to your post “So… is there any actual news that…”

I don’t believe it for a second. Not until I see the proof. My guess is that something is going to happen to stiles, a kidnapping or something, and he’ll be gone for most of the season.

That is 100% my guess.

Here’s my theory for the season (including rumors and spoilers).

Stiles will be taken, probably by the Wild Hunt, and all memory of him will somehow be erased from the main characters’ minds, which will signal a season full of puzzled frowns, hilarious throwbacks of “What’s a Stiles?”, and at least three different ship teases, along with hazy flashbacks whenever the pack or the Sheriff sees something that sparks their memory of Stiles.

Flashbacks will be performed using old Dylan footage, or side and back-of-head shots using photo doubles (apparently a recent casting call went out for people with a similar look to both buzzcut and hair-grown-out Stiles).

The season will end with a big showdown against the Wild Hunt and the recovery of Stiles (assuming Dylan is back and able/willing to perform at that point) who will get maybe about five minutes of screentime during the denouement, possibly including a very dramatic St*dia kiss (because hey, they’ve been promising those fans a St*dia-centric season for months now, they’ll probably throw them something) which will dissolve somehow within the first five minutes of the following season. Because drama.

anonymous asked:

How would Reaper react to finding out he is going to be a dad (I don't know if this was already asked, sorry)

ohhhh boy this reminds me of the Mercykill fill I once did and I’m right back with my feelings about those two. aaaanyway

  • he’d be shocked and honestly, super confused. he can father a child? like physically? biologically? … shit.
  • well his life as a rogue mercenary isn’t one for kids, obviously
  • he gets really pissed. he should’ve taken better care. they should have taken better care
  • about to lose it. he’s so goddamn angry. all his life he had only one thing to cling to: overwatch, and then: revenge for overwatch; and now that he gave up everyfuckingthing there they come, a fetus in their belly, and why is life so cruel?
  • goes out, screams at everyone and everything, but makes sure to leave his SO out of it (even if it was a ONS he tries not to pour his anger at them)
  • when he calms down, he realizes that he needs to grow the fuck up
  • straightens his shit out. actually thinks about how his life might affect other people and introduces protocols to protect them (but does not stop doing what he does)
  • has a nice, long chat with Talon. if they ever dare even think about using the child against him, they will beg for their deaths for years to come while he tortures them until they forget their names
  • not big on declaring his love for anything, but he gets a black romper suit for the baby
  • writes a long letter to his unborn child, in case he dies before he can see them grow up. puts down everything. every little thing. his whole life. puts it in a safe with documents and securities being set up only allowing the child to read his memoirs
  • then, and only then, he takes a moment to let everything sink in. he gets scared shitless. then… the smallest and strangest feeling…
  • …joy?