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Ok so I have to say something

Skimming through the Beauty and the Beast tag, along with the title characters tags, there is a TON of people crapping on the movie. Griping about costumes, Emma, how many songs there are, the plot changes… A ton of stuff. And mostly they just sound like a bunch of 5 year olds who didn’t get their minds read and catered to.
So I’m here to tell you the movie is freaking fantastic. I’ve been a major, huge, lifetime fan of the animated Beauty and the Beast from 1991 (I was two when it came out and it’s my second favorite Disney movie of all time). I went into the theater with huge expectations and this movie rocketed past them.
The dress: Is it very different? Yes but it works. Pictures of it bummed me out but seeing it move on screen was incredible. And she uses the dress to do more than dance so it’s perfect for it. Read: it’s gorgeous, especially when they dance.
The costumes: Beautiful. Of course Belle wears the iconic blue dress with a couple twists but she also changes because one does not normally wear the exact same thing for weeks.
Emma: I’ve never seen a single HP movie so I had basically nothing to go off of when it came to her. I thought she did an impeccable job. She kept Belle’s fire, her vulnerability, her big heart, her softness, and subtracted none from her.
The songs: …. It’s a Disney movie. A musical Disney animated movie reimagined with live characters, but still a Disney musical movie. And it’s awesome. I never tired of the songs, they added three or four? None felt out of place or Too Much. And honestly, holy crap, I see zero complaints on Dan Stevens’ Evermore I think we can all agree that was straight up breathtaking.
The plot: They did change a couple things but they were things that could live with being changed. If anything the changes strengthened the plot. Without giving much away, they solidified why Belle was kept at the castle, why she felt so out of place in her town, how Beast wasn’t just a bratty Prince and gave the prince an even more defined character arc, and every character was 3 dimensional by the rolling credits.
I just want to tell you all, who want to see the film or are worried from all the whining you’re seeing on here, that this movie is exceptional. It’s beautifully acted, it’s funny (even a little self deprecating,) it’s gorgeous onscreen, and as a lifetime lover of the original it brought me to tears more than once.
Bravo, Disney, seriously.

I’ll Never Break Your Heart

[Summary]: After a tragic break up, you put up walls around your heart so it could never be broken again. But you weren’t expecting a certain Avenger to capture it with a cheesy 90′s boy band song.

[Pairing]: Scott x reader (mentions of Steve and Tony)

[Warning]: mention of cheating? um, I think that’s about it… Oh, and WAY too much Scott fluff that nobody knew they needed..

Tagging:  @bovaria @marvel-ash @just-call-me-mrs-captain @dividedwecantfall @buckysmetallicstump @mellifluous-melodramas @avengerofyourheart @buckyslion @metalarmproblems @marvelingatthewonder @beccaanne814-blog @mcuimxgine @capsbuchanan @imagine-assembling-the-avengers @that-sokovian-bastard @abovethesmokestacks @maybe-mikala @violentlyfarts @hymnofthevalkyries @after-avenging-hours @buckys-shield @callamint @redgillan @candyrogers @tragicalchemist @marvelous-fvcks @professionally-crazed @thetalesofmooseandsquirrel @fanfic-shiz @i-dont-know-how-to-write @iwillbeinmynest @theassetseyeliner @lilasiannerd @aubzylynn @ourpeachskies

A/N: This is for @buckysmetallicstump‘s “Disney Quotes Challenge”. Quote is in BOLD. And it’s also a result from listening to the Backstreet Boys a bit too much… No shame, though! Used these two songs for this fic [x] [x] (the second song will be used again at another point)

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There were times that you thought being an Avenger made you unbreakable. But when you found out your boyfriend of three years was cheating on you, well… that did it for you. You completely broke down, isolated yourself from the team for several months and put up walls around your heart, scared that if you let someone else love you, it would happen all over again.

But what you didn’t expect to have happen was a man named Scott Lang enter your life.

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anonymous asked:

How would the band react to hearing their s/o singing Disney songs?

I’m currently updating from a hotel in Denver on my way back home from college and this is the best wifi I’ve had in months. I am so happy. Just thought I’d share. 

Murdoc Niccals:

  • He pretends not to recognize the music, but when you break out “The Lion King” soundtrack he breaks and sings along. What? He really relates to Scar, he reminds him of his father. 
  • He ONLY does this in secret. If anyone caught him singing along with you his good name would be ruined.
  • You have a video of him singing “Circle of Life” in his underwear (using Katsu as Simba), and you use it for blackmail.

Stu Pot (2D): 

  • Honestly he’d never heard of any of the Disney movies before because he’s rotted his brain with “Dawn of the Dead” instead. He likes them though, he thinks they’re happy and likes the sound of them. 
  • His favorite song is “Wanna Be Like You” from the Jungle Book, because he thinks it’s fun to dance around like a monkey. It’s a pretty funny sight. 
  • You show him a few of the films from Disney and Pixar, and he comments on the lack of gore. But he doesn’t mind them as long as you don’t mind switching it up every so often with horror films on your movie nights. 

Russel Hobbs:

  • Oh man are you kidding? This is a grown-ass man that cried at the end of Toy Story 3. He loves Disney. He knows all the songs and all the movies up to 2010. 
  • His favorite song is “You’ll Be in my Heart” from Tarzan. He thinks it’s classy. Phil Collins is a classy dude. 
  • He’s not a fan of the newer princess movies but he always has a soft spot for Ratatouille. Something about that little mouse trying his best just makes him feel good. inc.


  • Um, on Noodle’s list of inspirational women, Mulan is pretty up there. She loves Disney, it helped her connect to her more feminine side when she was growing up in a house of boys. 
  • Her favorite song is without a doubt “I’ll Make a Man out of You,” because she knows the irony that being kick-ass isn’t gender exclusive. 
  • She full on knows the dance moves to most of the films, so you better believe if she catches you singing she’s right there with you. 
DQW: Lilo and Stitch

Disney Quote Writing

Request: “Hello!!! I was wondering if I could request a Spencer Reid x Reader imagine with the lilo and stitch quote about about how lilo read nanis diary and tells the guy Nani likes about it? I can’t give u the direct quote ATM😂😂😂 THANKS AND I LOVE THIS DISNEY QUOTED THINGS” - @kzizzle1905 

“Number 3 from lilo and stitch with Spencer Reid where the readers friend/roommate is talking to Reid and he says he doesnt think the reader likes him??????” - anon

Quote: “Don’t worry. She likes your butt and your fancy hair. I know, I read her diary.” -Lilo

(A/N): I am so happy I got a request for this! I thought everyone just ignored it ;). I’m happy to work on this, it works really relaxing. So, thank you for your request! 

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Y/n sighted as she ran a hand through her damp hair, glancing over at Sophie. Sophie wiggled her eyebrows and smirked. 

“No, I am not ‘trying to have sex’ with Spencer.” 

“Come on, don’t lie! He is super hot and smart. I bet he’s good in bed.” Her smirk reformed. “Besides, I know you like him.” Y/n raised an eyebrow, she couldn’t know. 

“You haven’t even met him.” Sophie shrugged. 

“I know you do, you think he is hot.” Y/n chuckled and shook her head. However, a knock on the door prevented her from answering. Y/n gave Sophie a look before getting up. She knew it had to be the food. But it was Spencer. A blush rose to her cheeks. 

“Hello, come in.” Spencer smiled awkwardly when he noticed he was early. 

“Just get the food, God damnit!” Sophie shouted. Y/n could hear her getting closer. When her head poked around the corner, she grinned. 

“Oh, it’s the famous Spencer.” She stepped in the hall. “I’m Sophie. I’m sure you’ve heard a lot about me.” 

“I actually haven’t.” Y/n shoved Spencer. Sophie looked at Y/n. 

“Well, in that case I have to tell you a lot. Y/n, go fix your hair. And your clothes. You look like a garbage can.” Spencer looked weirdly at Sophie, he was about to tell her she couldn’t really look like a garbage can. Y/n chuckled, knowing what he wanted to say. 

“Come on, Spencer. Let the lady dress herself properly and brush her hair or something. We need to talk.” Sophie was a really social and talkative girl, Y:n wondered if Spencer could handle her. 

Sophie had already grabbed Spencers wrist, something Y/n was sure that made him uncomfortable. However, he didn’t say anything and followed the wave of jumping, short, blonde hair. Y/n followed them, just to go to the bathroom. 

“So, Spencer. Tell me, what are your plans for today?” Sophie asked as she placed down a glass of water for him. 

“Didn’t she tell you? JJ’s surprise party. It’s at the beach, so we will have to drive a little bit longer.” Sophie smiled. 

“That sounds fun.” She waited for a few seconds and grinned, leaning in. “Now, tell me, what do you think of Y/n?” Spencer grew red, and Sophie didn’t seem to notice that. 

“She is kind and really good at her job.” Spencer stuttered, leaning a little bit back. 

“Is that everything?” 

“No, she is funny and has more water in her blood than the average person.” Spencer followed. Sophie giggled. 

“How do you know that?” She shook her head. “Never mind. But funny? She isn’t funny.” Spencer shrugged. 

“Sometimes she is.” Sophie grinned. 

“You like her, don’t you.” She didn’t even ask it, she just knew. 

“It doesn’t matter. She probably doesn’t like me.” Sophie grinned and leaned back in her chair. 

“Don’t worry. She likes you butt and fancy hair. I know, I read her diary.” Sophie winked as Spencers eyes grew wide. 

Before he could answer, a smirking Y/n stood in the door opening. Her hair fell natural and her eyes were defined by light make-up. Her lips were vibrant red, something that fit well with her black dress and just as red shoes. 

“I’m sorry it took me so long, I’m ready now.” The smirk changed into a smile when her eyes shifted to Spencer. She took her small bag and nodded. 

“I am ready to go.” Sophie patted Spencers shoulder. 

“Good to meet you. Enjoy the party.” She smirked at Y/n. “And you, be a good girl, okay?” Y/n rolled her eyes and blew a kiss to Sophie. 

“Whatever you say.” 

Spencer was driving, since he knew the way. He felt slightly awkward, knowing Y/n liked him, but she had never given him hints, her body language never really changed. 

“Why are you so quiet?” Y/n asked. When Spencer glanced at her, he saw the smile that made his knees weak. 

“Just thinking about the party.” Spencer was a pretty good liar, but he knew Y/n was a profiler, and he suspected she knew he was lying. 

“Right. Well, can we make this less awkward, please?” She chuckled. “I’ll put on some music.” She took her phone out her bag and grinned widely as she pressed the play button. Spencer chuckled when he heard the disney song. He shook his head. 

“I thought you were supposed to be an adult, grown up and stuff.” Y/n rolled her eyes. 

“Like you are. Liar.” She grinned. “Besides, something needs to be fun this ride.” 

The party was really going, drinks were spilled everywhere, people were getting drunker with the minute. Y/n felt herself loosening up as she danced. She was getting really drunk. 

“Spencer!” She called out over hiccups. “Come dance with me!” Spencer himself was pretty drunk, too. He didn’t understand why, since it was supposed to be a classy party. Things went wrong when Derek gave JJ a whole lot of booze. 

Spencer moved to Y/n. “You know I can’t dance.” 

“Do I look like I care?” She grinned as she started to move her body, tugging Spencers arm, making him at least move a little bit. “Work that fine ass!” She laughed, the filter over her mouth gone. Spencer blushed. 

“Fine ass?” 

“Don’t act like you didn’t know that.” 

“Do you think my hair looks fancy, too?” He grinned, loosening up, the alcohol taking over. 

“How do you know?” Y/n sounded surprised as she danced a little bit less aggressive. 

“I talked to Sophie, and she can read.” 

Y/n blushed and stopped dancing. “Oh gosh, she didn’t.” Spencer smiled. 

“Yes she did. But I don’t mind.” He whispered, leaning in. Y/n giggled. 

“Why don’t you show me, then?” For once, the no filter worked in her advantage. Spencer did. He led her away from the improvised dance floor. 

“Now, what do you want me to show you?” Y/n smirked, taking the lead. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him a closer, his ear by her lips. 

“Why don’t we start with some lip action?” She whispered, pulling back and slamming her lips against his. He didn’t gasp in surprise, like she had expected, he grabbed her face and let a hand run through her hair. Y/n lost control when Spencer lightly grabbed her bottom lip with his teeth. A moan left her lips, her knees felt weak and she almost fell. Spencer seemed to notice, and not breaking the kiss, he pulled her waist closer to his body. 

Both of them were short of breath when they pulled away. 

“You know, I didn’t expect that.” Spencer breathed. They both felt much more sober now. 

“I hope it was better.” She mumbled, pulling him in for another kiss. 

So sometimes, it is good to read someones diary and tell. Sometimes being drunk ends good. And sometimes roommates can be a pain in the butt. But in the end, love finds it way. 

I finally watched beauty and the beast!

beauty and what? you mean Lefou the movie? Yeah I like that one, and If you wanna hurt my precious son you gotta fight me first  (ง'̀-‘́)ง

but honestly, the architecture and clothing design was beyond gorgeous, even tho her last dress was much better than Belle’s iconic yellow gown in my opinion. 

But overall, I felt like Disney is still in the process to “get” the feeling in order to make a structural line with their adaptations. They’re getting there, but they’re not there yet. 

It felt a bit overdone, as in they tried to bit off more than they could chew. So because of that, a lot of the delicate nuances and overall sensibility of the original got lost in order to “let’s put another song here”. Even tho some of the new songs are beautiful, I don’t really felt that they were needed?

and in my head, when you wanna make an adaptation of an animation, TIMING is much more important than improving the visuals, you know? The whole process of animation has such a long and perfectionist connection with the concept of timing, that when you compare both, you can see a huge difference on how one used in favor of the narrative while the other, struggled a considerably.

I thought it was kind of funny how they added a bunch of explanations to all lose points so many fans have once pointed out about the original tale and the animation. That was an interesting direction to see. 

“Be our guest” my favorite song, and wow! my jaw dropped as I watched the scene unfold into something so beautiful I wish I could just make the time stop just to stare at each frame for hours.

 But the animation’s opening sequence is also my favorite opening sequence of all Disney movies, and it felt confusing and (again) overdone. That’s a scene that they didn’t really need to change anything, and if they did just an exact replica of the original one it would have worked beautifully (if not better). 

there’s a delicate feeling, so subtle and magical, in the way the beast and belle slow dance far away from the camera, lost in their own world, as miss potts soothing voice seem to be much closer to the audience that I missed in the whole movie.

but yeah, don’t fool yourself into thinking that I didn’t like the movie. Because I did, but I also definitely prefer the animation version after all.

Lena watching Disney movies headcanons
  • Kara’s seen all of them. Probably like 5 times.
  • Lena has never seen a single Disney movie because of course Luthors don’t watch such frivolous things, and when she was old enough to break away from that she figured she was too old for Disney movies.
  • Kara gasps and says that you’re never too old for Disney movies and now they have to watch them. “All of them?” “Yes!”
  • She gets really uncomfortable when Cinderella is being abused by her stepmother and the stepsisters are (debatably) loved. When Cinderella finds happiness with the prince, even though she doesn’t like the whole being rescued thing, she tears up and hugs Kara tight. They talk about the movie later and Lena asks things like if Kara thinks Cinderella’s stepmother was capable of loving. Kara knows they’re not talking about the movie anymore.
  • She loves The Aristocats. She wants to adopt all the cats. She semi-seriously tells Kara that she agrees everybody wants to be a cat before laughing and cuddling closer. Kara later walks in on her watching singing cat videos on youtube.
  • Mulan is Lena’s favorite of this era of films. Partly because Mulan is a kickass, strong woman working hard in spite of the social limitations put on her and overcoming them, and partly because it doesn’t do the whole damsel in distress being rescued by a prince thing.
  • She loves The Princess and the Frog and it becomes her new favorite. She admires Tiana so much for working so hard to make her dreams come true.
  • They don’t watch Tangled. They start to, but then Mother Gothel appears and Lena is caught off guard and it feels too familiar. She starts to get uncomfortable fast and by the time Gothel is singing “Mother Knows Best” she feels like she can’t breathe. Kara immediately stops the movie and does her best to help her through it. When the panic has subsided, Kara apologizes and reassures her that they don’t have to watch it, and promises that from now on she’ll warn her if she knows there’s something like that. They re-watch The Princess and the Frog, Mulan, or The Aristocats and just cuddle the rest of the night.
  • She likes Frozen pretty well. Tries to pretend she doesn’t relate to Elsa, and the sibling dynamic makes her slightly sad because of Lex, but at the end – from when Elsa starts thawing everything – she’s grinning the whole time. They watch the “Frozen Fever” short and Lena can’t help a goofy grin through a lot of it. After that, sometimes when Lena thinks no one can hear her Kara notices her singing “Making Today a Perfect Day.”
  • They watch the Cinderella live action remake, after Kara checks a couple of times that Lena is okay with it with the stepmother, warning her that it’s worse than the animated one. But they proceed and Lena loves it. She tears up more than once; the phrase “have courage and be kind” really strikes her because it’s basically what she’s been holding onto ever since Lex’s betrayal, and sometimes, like Cinderella, it felt like the only thing that kept her going. She can’t decide whether it or The Princess and the Frog is her favorite, but Tiana remains her favorite princess.
  • Inside Out fascinates her. Afterward she confesses, “I never thought I would learn something from a children’s movie,” and cuddles into Kara. It helps her feel a little less ashamed of her emotions.
  • Lena starts secretly singing or humming Disney songs to herself from time to time. Only when nobody is listening or at least she thinks nobody is listening, though. (Kara doesn’t mean to eavesdrop, but she can’t always help it.) Her favorite is probably “Colors of the Wind” from Pocahontas.
Thoughts on Star vs. the Forces of Evil: “Face the Music” and ”Starcrushed”

Face the Music

  • Good lord, this song really is terrible.
  • Damn, Moon. You go, girl.
  • I guess the parents named the runt of the litter “Dennis” because… they ran out of rhymes?
  • Seriously, Disney XD, why did you skip this one on the mobile app?
  • Wow, I like this guy.
  • Oh. Oh, no. Ohhhh, noooo. Oh, no-no-no-no-no. Oh, wow.


  • So THAT’S where those animations of Rafael and Angie in hip-hop gear from the MarcoLive live chats came from.
  • Man, when Star’s in trouble, her girlfriends can move. Look at Janna BOOK it.
  • Avengers, assemble!
  • I’m actually kind of afraid Janna’s going to become an arsonist.
  • Oskar, your new haircut looks ridiculous.
  • Woooooow. Jackie can actually be a bit of a dork. That’s adorable.
  • This show has officially reached Gravity Falls levels of real.
Helping Your Soul

Hello! So here I finally bring you the fanfic I had promised you. It’s the longest I have ever written and also could be seen as an original story so I hope you enjoy it.

based on these prompts: “Our children are best friends….yeah”  +
“We are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip”

summary: Phil Lester is a single dad struggling to give his daughter Olivia the best life she could have. What happens when Billie Howell (Olivia’s best friend) and his dad enter their life in more ways that one can imagine?  

word count: 9.5k

no trigger warnings

“Dad, they need some parents for this trip, could you come with us, pleaseeeee?” Olivia’s pleading voice asked his dad, who was washing the dishes in their not so big kitchen. “C'mon dad, we are going to the amusement park, you love rollercoasters! We can spend time together and eat popcorn while waiting!”

“Olivia…” her dad started saying, “It’s a three day trip, I don’t know if I can miss so many days of work.”

Phil Lester was a single dad struggling to keep up with all the bills with his office cleaning job, and now his daughter was asking if he could miss work to go on a three-day trip. He knew how much Olivia wanted him to go, but he didn’t know if he would be able to ask for some free days.

“Dad please, you haven’t taken a vacation day in ages!” his daughter reminded him. It was true, since he had been fired from his previous job he couldn’t stay without one for long, so he took the first job that had been offered to him, which didn’t pay much, but enough to give Olivia everything she needed.

Even though Phil was trying to find something better for the both of them, it was difficult. He often argued with his parents because he thought he wasn’t doing enough for Olivia and he felt terrible but his parents tried to reassure him that he was the best dad Olivia could have. He was glad his daughter didn’t know how bad he felt for her, he would feel terrible if that happened.

Phil started thinking about the trip. It was a three day trip, and that meant staying somewhere to sleep, and also the tickets to the amusement park, and the bus… Oh god. He was sure he couldn’t afford that much. But his daughter was so excited…

“Dad” his eight year old woke him up from the not so enjoyable daydream “don’t worry about money, the school is paying for everything, except whatever we want to buy at the park.”

“Oh” Phil whispered, a relieving sensation passing through his body. That changed things. If he didn’t have to pay for anything other than miscenalleous things he could maybe go with his daughter. “I will have to ask at work tomorrow so don’t make any promises yet, but if I can I could maybe go with you.”

“YES!” his daughter screamed, circling her tiny arms around his waist, resting his head in his stomach. “You are the best dad, thank you.” Olivia muttered before deattaching herself and skipping her way to her bedroom.


It was easier said than done. Phil had approached his boss the next morning, asking for a few days off, explaining the situation.

After a few minutes, his boss considered his request and allowed him those three days of vacation, but on one condition, “You will have to work extra next week, mornings, evenings and some nights even, understood?” his boss said with a serious tone.

Phil could only nod and thank him, making his way back to the storage closet to pick some products before starting cleaning again.

As he was doing his work, his mind wandered off again. Working extra hours would mean leaving Olivia with a babysitter, which he would have to pay and that mean spending more money…

It was going to be an adventure trying to find one.


“Olivia, can we talk?” Phil asked his daughter who was reading a book on her bed.

“Yeah, sure” his daughter responded, letting the book down on the nightstand, and folding his legs to let his dad sit at the end of her bed.

“I managed to have some days off so I can go with you to that trip” Phil started explining, seeing his daughter’s face light up, but before she could scream he spoke again, “but I will need to work extra hours next week, so that will mean that I need to find a babysitter for you.”

Olivia’s face sobered up, not liking so much the idea of having to spend time with a babysitter, “Oh,  okay. Maybe one day I can stay with Billie, do a sleepover, we haven’t managed to do one yet. That way you won’t have to pay the babysitter much more.”

Billie was Olivia’s best friend. Billie and her dad moved to the city a year ago, and the girls instantly connected, making the both of them inseparable. Phil still hadn’t met Billie’s dad, maybe this time he could get to meet him, he was sure having another friend who was a parent wouldn’t hurt much.

“It’s a very good idea Olivia, make sure you can get Billie’s dad phone number so we can arrange something, okay?” Phil smiled at his daughter, so glad she had suggested that idea.

“Dad,” Olivia’s tiny voice said, opening his arms towards his father, asking for a hug. Oh Olivia. Phil gladly accepted his daughter’s hug, kissing the top of her head, “thank you for all of this., I love you.”

“Olivia, there is no need to thank me” Phil whispered, his voice cracking a bit trying not cry.

“You know? I would love you more if you made pizza for dinner” Olivia told him, making both of them laugh before separating from the hug.

“Oh really? So pizza it is” Phil said before grabbing his daughter and lifting her above his head, a loud shriek echoing through the hallway, carrying her to the kitchen.


Olivia had managed to bring Billie’s dad phone number the next day. His daughter told her that ‘Dan’ (that was the name of Billie’s dad) would be avaliable after 6 pm, so Phil waited till almost 7pm to call.

The phone beeped three times before a soft but masculine voice greeted him from the other side “Hello, who is this?”

“Oh, hi I’m Phil, Olivia’s dad. I suppose you are Dan, right?” Phil said, a bit nervous.

“Hi Phil, Billie told me about the sleepover your daughter wanted to organize and all is fine by me, don’t worry! That’s why you were calling, right?” the other dad asked him.

“Yes, that’s why. Could you maybe pick them up at school? I will be working all day so I cannot pick Olivia, I will send her with everything she needs.” Phil worriedly asked.

“Yeah, no problem. When will you be picking Olivia up? Next morning?” Dan wondered.

“Could it be better by lunchtime? I also work in the morning and…” Phil explained, bringing a hand nervously through his hair, realising how much he was asking Dan. Pick her daughter up, let her sleep in their house…

You could tell Dan sensed how stressed Phil was about this so he tried to reassure him that it was okay “Phil, don’t worry, okay? I will take care of Olivia till you arrive, I will be glad to spend a bit of time with her after Billie told me so many things about her.”

“Thank you Dan, really.” Dan’s words had calmed him down a bit. Dan was a great dad, he could tell.

“It’s nothing Phil, I will send you my adress later and if you need anything just call me again, don’t hesitate” Phil heard some background noise, and before he could speak again Dan was already saying goodbye “Phil, I need to hang up, Billie needs something. Bye!”

“Bye Dan.” Phil whispered into the room, letting the phone down on the kitchen table and calling Olivia down for dinner.


It was the morning Olivia was going to stay at Dan’s and Phil was nervous. “Dad, calm down, you have already checked my bag six times and I’m not leaving anything” Olivia told him, finally managing to stop Phil from pacing around the room.

Phil kneeled down so he could face Olivia and zipping her coat. “Promise me you are going to be good to Billie’s dad, okay? And if anything is wrong please call me, I will leave and pick y…”

“DAD STOP!” Olivia shouted at him, grabbing Phil’s cheeks and squeezing them, making his dad put a funny face “everything is gonna be fine, now c'mon, we are gonna be late.” she said, opening the front door and walking down the stairs, a little smile appearing when he heard his dad runing down the stairs trying to catch her up.


Dan was waiting outside the school waiting for Billie and Olivia. He was glad his daughter had finally found someone so nice and outgoing as Olivia, since Billie wasn’t always the best opening up.

“Dad!” he heard his daughter’s voice, two little eight year old’s running to him.

“Hey girls!” Dan gave each a hug, “Excited for today, girls? Hope we are good hosts, Olivia.”

“Oh, I’m sure you are, Mr. Howell” Olivia responded politely, like his father had taught her.

“Olivia please, call me Dan” he told her with a smile, grabbing the backpacks of the two girls and making their way to the car.

“Now, let’s blast some Disney songs on the ride home!” Dan excitedly said, the two girls letting out a tiny shriek and getting inside the car.


They girls had spent the afternoon painting, playing some videogames and now they were braiding eachother’s hair while sitting in Billie’s bed.

Dan was walking towards his daughter’s bedroom, ready to tell them that the dinner was ready when he heard them talking, Olivia’s voice a bit sad. 'Did she miss her dad?’ Dan thought, probably that was it.

“Billie, he doesn’t know that I know that he spends all the money he earns in the house bills and me. It’s not that we are poor, but I just want to help him. He hasn’t bought any new clothes for him in like three years! He works so much, really, he took extra shifts so he could go with me on the trip and is trying to find a babysitter for those days when he needs to work.” he heard Olivia tell Billie, not really knowing if he should have heard that or not.

“Olivia, your dad works so much because he wants to give you the best. You know that…” Billie was trying to tell her friend when she cut her off.

“I know, he told me that, but I still saw him the other day reading all the bill papers and crying a bit, and I don’t want to see him like that Billie.” Olivia whispered, her voice getting lower.

“Olivia I…” Dan heard his daughter say, sensing she didn’t know how to really comfort her friend. That’s when Dan lightly knocked on the door, opening it a bit.

“Hey girls,” The both of them looked up and he saw Olivia’s eyes a bit red, trying to hold tears “Dinner is ready if you two have finished brading your hair. Billie, go wash your hands.”

“But Olivia…” Billie said, her word dying in her mouth.

“I’m going to talk to Olivia, okay? Now you go.” Dan told his daughter, who was rapidly exiting the bedroom, not wanting to question his father.

“Mr. How… Dan, did I do something wrong? I promise I won’t do it again, I’m sorry.” Olivia quickly excused herself, not really knowing why Dan wanted to talk to her alone.

“No, Olivia, no,” Dan calmly told her, sitting down next to her on the bed, “you did nothing wrong.”

“Oh okay” she told him, sniffling a bit, “so, why did you want to talk to me?”

“I’m gonna be honest, I heard you two talking about your father’s situation,” Dan said, “I know, it is a bad thing and I shouldn’t have done it and I’m sorry but Olivia, really, if any of you need help with anything at all just ask us, okay?”

“I… I… Dan I can’t let you do that,” Olivia nervously spoke, shaking her head a bit “please don’t tell my dad I know about it, he probably is gonna feel worse if he knows and I don’t want that.”

Dan, seeing how stressed Olivia was about this, quickly hugged her trying to calm her down “Hey no, I won’t tell him, don’t worry Olivia, everything is gonna be fine.”

After a few minutes the both of them separated and softly Dan tucked a strand of hair into Olivia’s braid, a small smile appearing on her face “now go, wash your hands and I will wait for you two down, okay?”

Olivia quickly nodded and went to the bathroom, leaving Dan thinking what he could do to help that family.


Dan had already left the girls tucked in their beds and he headed straight into the bedroom, when he noticed his phone shining. He picked it up and saw that Phil had sent him mutiple texts asking about Olivia.

'Hey Dan, Phil here. Is Olivia okay? We left in a rush this morning and I didn’t even check if everything was fine. Tell her I love her. Thank you. Bye!’

'Hi Dan, Phil again. Just wondering if Olivia needs something or if she is feeling poorly just call me please.’

'As you might have guessed it’s me again. It’s just I miss her. Sorry for bothering you I promise I won’t sent anymore messages. Thanks again Dan’

Phil was worried about Olivia, he knew that feeling. They didn’t even know eachother, he would be worried about his daughter too. And Phil was probably stressed about work also, which didn’t make it any better.

'Phil, don’t worry about Olivia, she is great, she is such an amazing kid, really. I can feel she misses you too, but she is fine. No need to thank me, Phil. Anything you need just ask.’

No response came instantly, guessing Phil was still working so he changed into his pyjamas and went to sleep.


It was a bit strange but Dan woke up energized for the day. He made too many pancakes for him and the girls, he even managed to get a jug of orange juice ready by the time the girls woke up, the both of them with puffy eyes, probably from staying up late chating.

Now they were all playing videogames in Billie’s room when they heard the doorbell, guessing it was Phil, Billie paused the game and they three walked down to greet Phil.

Dan let Olivia open the front door, who let out a loud “DAD!” as he saw Phil and run straight into his arms.

“Oh my little one, how are you? Did you have a good time with Billie and Mr. Howell?” Phil asked his daughter, crouching down to her level and tucking some strands of hair that were falling in front of her eyes.

“Dad we had a karaoke session at night and I won! The were the best hosts ever, I promise you” Olivia pecked her dad on the cheek as a greeting.

Dan and Billie, who were also at the door looked at the scene, a soft smile on both of their faces.

Phil suddenly aware of their audience stood up and coughed a bit before extending his hand to properly thank the other man, who gladly shook his hand “Mr. Howell, thank you for taking care of Olivia.”

“Oh, Phil please, call me Dan, we already talked on the phone no need for formalities. And no worries, Olivia here was the perfect guest.” Dan said, smiling at her, who smiled back.

“And, who is my daughter’s best friend here?” Phil asked, crouching down again to greet Billie.

“I’m Billie Mr. Lester, nice to meet you.” she handed out her hand for him to shake, who Phil gladly accepted, laughing a bit.

“You can call me Phil, Billie; Mr. Lester is too formal” he told her, standing up again.

Dan realised that Phil was still wearing his uniform, and that probably meant he came here straight from work. He had been working for almost 24 hours, he must be exhausted. He looked at Phil’s face, who was chatting with the two girls now and realised the bags under his eyes.

“Um, would you maybe want a coffee or something before you two head home?” Dan offered, wanting to give Phil a bit of relaxing time before going home again.

“Oh, we don’t want to intrude anymore Dan, thank you but…” Phil started but Olivia cut him off.

“Dad, you just arrived and I haven’t even packed my bag yet, you can take a coffee with Dan while I do that, okay?”

“Um so okay, I will have that coffee” Phil laughed a bit while entering the Howell’s home and Billie led him to the living room.


The two dad’s were chatting while sitting on the comfy sofa when the trip came up. “Dan, are you going to the trip?” Phil asked him, sipping a bit of his coffee.

“Yes, Billie told me they needed some parents so I decided that it could be a good idea to go, you are going too, right?” Dan said, suspecting a yes from the other dad.

“Yeah, I took extra shifts so I could go with Olivia.” Phil looked down at his mug, “She was so excited to go that if I said no I would have disappointed her so much” a sad tone could be percieved in Phil’s voice.

“Phil,” Dan sofly called him, waiting for the other man to lift his gaze “you are an excellent dad, you could never let her down.”

“I think I don’t do enough for her, you know? I could do much more but I’m stuck in this job unable to move on scared that I won’t find anything better for us.” Phil explained his worry letting his empty cup of coffee on the table while a yawn made its way to his mouth.

“Sorry Dan,” Phil excused himself drawing a hand to his mouth trying to hide his yawn, “I have been working for almost 24 hours and I’m exhausted, we should better head home.” he comented, standing up and calling for Olivia.

Dan quickly stood up too, “Phil, I can give you both a ride home since I guess you walked here.”

“Dan, I cannot let you do more for us, you have done enough, really.” Phil told him, not really wanting to bother Dan anymore.

Olivia and Billie quickly arrived downstairs where their parents were, Olivia wearing her coat and backpack, not really wanting to go home yet.

“Phil it’s nothing, I don’t want you falling asleep in the middle of the street.” Dan said, and before Phil could deny his request again he ran to the entrance where he grabbed the car and house keys from the and opened the door.

“C'mon you all, road trip to the Lester’s!”


Once Dan had parked outside Phil and Olivia’s house, he remembered how Olivia mentioned that Phil was trying to find a babysitter. Maybe he could help Phil by taking Olivia those days when she couldn’t stay with her dad, and that way Phil could also save some money.

“Um Phil, before you get off I wanted to talk to you” Dan commented, and Phil seeing the serious look on his face handed the house keys to Olivia and Billie and told them to go inside, that they could play for a bit.

'Yeah, what’s up? Did something happen to Olivia?“ Phil worriedly asked him once the girls were out.

’'No no, Olivia is fine. You mentioned before that you were taking extra shifts and I’m guessing that you were looking for a babysitter to stay with Olivia so I was thinking that I could take Olivia with me those days when you can’t.” Dan offered with a smile, happy that he could help Phil in some way or another.

Phil considered this, and it wouldn’t be that bad, sensing that Olivia would be with the Howell’s and not with a stranger “Oh Dan, that would be wonderful, I didn’t really feel comfortable to leave Olivia with someone she doesn’t really know but…” Phil shut up for a moment, a bit embarrassed of was he was going to say next “but I cannot pay you much money Dan I’m sorry, I will pay you enough don’t worry, but it’s just…”

Dan cut him off by posing a hand on his shoulder “Phil, I don’t want your money. You don’t have to pay me.”

“But Dan I have to pay you back somehow, I cannot let you take care of Olivia for a week and not pay you!” Phil exclaimed a bit shakily.

“You know how you can pay me back?” Dan said, making Phil look at him, “by letting me sit by the window seat on the trip bus” And with that sentence he managed Phil to laugh a bit, which it made him laugh to.

“Okay, I will let you the window seat.” Phil responded with a smile, glad he had found someone as good as Dan to take care of his daughter.


A week had passed since that conversation and Dan had been “babysitting” Olivia for some days. Phil texted him the day before to let him know if he had to pick her up or not and he always came over by 10pm, exhausted as ever to bring her home, and even though Dan offered them a ride home Phil always denied, picking a tired Olivia in his arms and walking all the way back to their home.

The day of the trip had arrived, and the four of them were on time to meet the teachers and some other parents that had also agreed to come to the trip. Dan could see how tired Phil was, he could even sense he had lost some weight and he was even paler, probably for not eating enough between breaks.

They got on the bus Dan seatting on the window seat as Phil had promised. He looked at Phil again, who was fiddling with his fingers, so he touched his forearm trying to catch his attention.  

“Hey Phil, are you feeling okay?” Dan asked him worry clear in his voice.

“Um yeah Dan” Phil answered distractedly, ready to fall asleep anywhere “just tired.”

Dan could sense something else was wrong but he didn’t ask since the bus had started moving already and Phil had thrown his head back, trying to sleep for a bit.

“Don’t worry Phil, sleep. You deserve it.” Dan whispered just to the both of them while he rested his head into a small pillow he had brought.


They had finally arrived into their hotel, where they showed them their respective rooms. Phil had slept the entire ride, and even though he seemed more energized he was still showing signs of tiredness.

The students had special rooms prepared for them, with some bunkbeds where they would be sleeping. For the parents and teachers they had managed to get some two single bed rooms. Phil and Dan only looked at each other to confirm that they would be sharing one of those, not really wanting to bother to ask other parents.

They had reached their room and as soon as they entered Phil dived into one fo the beds, resting his head into one of the cushions, making Dan laugh a bit at the other man’s action and at the same time feeling a bit sorry for him.

Dan sat at the end of Phil’s bed, taking the black haired man’s worn out shoes so he could sleep more comfortably “Phil we are leaving to the park in an hour, take a short nap if you want, I will wake you up.”

Dan only heard a hum before soft snoring sounds filled the room.


They were now in the park, Olivia and Billie quickly listing all the rides they wanted to go in. Phil had taken out his old phone to take some photos of Olivia’s excited and happy face, seeing his daughter so happy was something he wouldn’t change.

Dan was doing the same, but he asked the girls to pose for a picture at the entrance, the both of them with big smiles on their faces. It had been worth it to go on this trip, that for sure.

“Could you send me that picture, Dan? It’s beautiful. It’s just my phone is old and the camera isn’t that good…” Phil asked him a bit embarrassed for having such and outdated phone. He couldn’t afford a better one.

“Of course Phil, I can send you all the pictures we take today, even the silliest ones.” he smiled at Phil, lifting his phone to take a picture of him before Phil could shield his face from the camera.

“Dan no!” Phil shouted, turning around so Dan couldn’t see him anymore.

Both girls looked at each other with a smirk and grabbed their dad’s hands and led them to the first ride, the four of them laughing.


They had spent the day laughing, taking photos and even riding some rollercoasters more than twice, so it had been an eventful day for the girls and their dads.

Now they were back at the hotel, the girls having dinner with their classmates and Dan and Phil with few of the teachers and parents. Phil had only eaten some fries and salad when he annouced that he was going to bed.

Dan looked at him worriedly, but not really wanting to question him in front of anyone, wished him goodnight and saw how he made his way to Olivia and Billie’s seats, wishing them both good night before leaving the dining room.

After half an hour of socialising and seeing that some of the kids were also retiring to their bunkbeds, Dan also stood up and went to Billie and Olivia’s table, the both of them chatting.

“Girls, I think it’s time you both go to bed too, don’t you think?”

“Oh, hi dad” Billie said, looking up at him, “are you going to bed too?”

“Yes, I just came to wish you both goodnight, so” Dan was about to continue when Olivia’s voice cut him off.

“Dan, can you check if my dad is okay please? I saw him looking a bit down when he came here…”

Oh Olivia. God, he hoped he could something soon to help them. “Olivia I will check on him, don’t worry, I’m sure he will be fine by tomorrow and the offer of helping you both still stands, you know?”

Olivia nodded, muttering a “thank you” before both girls got off the seat, Billie giving his best friend a comforting hug and leading them both back to their bunkbed.


Dan entered the hotel room not expecting to find Phil, already in his pyjamas softly crying into one of his pillows. Oh Phil. He didn’t even realise Dan had entered the room when he felt the side of his bed sink a bit.

Phil quickly sat up, croaking out a “Dan”, trying to clean the tears from his face.

Dan was worried. He didnt expect to find Phil crying and it was really shocking to him, seeing as he was always such a happy man even though his life wasn’t the best, but even the happiest people had its bad moments.

“Phil, care to tell me what’s wrong? I think it will do you good” Dan encouraged him, not really wanting to tell him that Olivia was worried about him too, that would only make it worse.

Phil took a long breath before speaking, “I came up because I was tired from all the rides and also working so much has taken a toll on me, so maybe going to bed early would be a good idea but as soon as I closed my eyes I started thinking about my life and it just…”

Dan saw hesitation in Phil’s face, he probably felt embarrassed because unlike Phil, Dan had such a perfect life he couldn’t believe it himself. “Phil, it’s okay if you don’t wanna tell me, but I’m not gonna judge you, I just want to help you, okay?”

Phil could tell Dan was being honest, he could trust Dan, so he took another breath and continued, “Three years ago I was fired. I worked for a company as a consultant and it seemed like they didn’t need my experience anymore so they fired me. I realised that I couldn’t stay unemployed long so I picked up the first job that appeared in front of me. It isn’t the best job, I work a lot of hours and it doesn’t pay enough, but just so I can pay the bills and give Olivia everything she needs.”

“I have tried searching for something more but I’m stuck. I went to a few job interviews but I never got a call back. I think it’s because I cannot really afford any good looking clothes anymore, so I have to show up in worn out shoes and washed out shirts, not giving the companies a first good impression is always bad. And it just really hurts me because I want to give Olivia everything because she deserves it and I cannot give it to her and it breaks my heart and I’m a terrible dad for it.” Phil broke down again, burying his face into his hands.

Dan’s heart broke for him. He really wanted to help Phil, help him and his daughter to have a better life. “Phil, listen to me” Dan called out for him, waiting for the other man’s gaze to lock on his.

“Phil, once this trip is over I will help you get a better job, I will lend you some of my clothes or even buy you new ones and I also know people that might need someone like you in their company, okay?” Dan promised him, wanting to give him the best help he could recieve.

“Dan I cannot let you do th…” Phil started but Dan cut him off.

“Phil no. You are gonna let me do this for you and Olivia. I promised I wasn’t gonna tell you but Olivia is worried about you Phil, she has seen you cry about bills and also she noticed how much you were working” Dan’s voice softened a bit, “You cannot keep dealing with this alone, and if you want to make everything better for Olivia you are going to take my help, okay?”

The mention of Olivia’s worry made Phil see things other way. He was dealing with all of this, not even stopping for a moment to check on his daughter, who was also worried about his well being. He was a terrible dad, oh god.

“I’m a terrible dad, Dan.” A sob escaped Phil’s lips before starting crying again.

“Phil…” Dan whispered, bringing the other man into a hug, trying to calm him down. “Phil, you are not a terrible dad, you couldn’t be. You made everything that was in your hands so Olivia could have a happy life and she has one, but if you want to improve that you need to have help and I’m offering to help you so please, let me.”

A broken “Okay” was heard form Phil, who slowly calmed down, and hugged Dan back, getting finally some comfort from the other dad.


It was the next day already and both dad’s were waiting for their daughters to come out from their bedroom so they could make it to the park on time. After the night they had had, their friendship had improved.

After Phil’s breakdown, Dan put on his pyjamas and both laid down on their respective beds, and since neither could sleep, they had spent few hours talking about their lives. Apparently Dan worked for BBC, writing articles about pretty much everything. Also Phil told him about how Olivia had been a surprise child, and her mom didn’t really want her, so Phil signed the papers so he could be her only parent. Dan told him that Billie’s mother died after her birth, he had been heartbroken at the time, but after eight years he had managed to deal with it. The topics drifted from one to another, till they both finally fell asleep.

“Dad!” they heard two squeaky voices behind, both girls running towards them.

Olivia collided with his dad’s legs and hugging him tightly, making Phil crouch down to properly hug her daughter, whispering a “Dad is okay, don’t worry” into her ear, knowing his daughter needed those reassuring words right now.

Dan lifted Billie up, tapping her nose making her giggle,“did you sleep well you little munchkin?”

Billie leaned a bit into his dad embrace and nodded, looking at the scene in front of them “They are gonna be okay, right dad?”

“Billie,” Dan hugged his daughter tighter, glad his daughter had such a kind heart, “we are gonna help them, they are going to be fine.”


They had spent all day on the amusement park, and now they had decided to go and see some of the souvenir shops, see if they could buy something to remember their trip.

Olivia and Billie had found some 'best friend’ necklaces that were beautiful so they ran to their dads to convice them so they could get them.

“Why are you both running so excitedly?” Dan asked them, already knowing what they were going to ask.

“Dad, look at this necklaces, they are perfect for Olivia and me! Look!” Billie handed the necklace to her dad as Olivia did the same so Phil could also see.

Phil looked at it, and Billie was right, the necklaces really were beautiful. He checked the price tag and he almost had a heart attack, it was more than he could afford. He looked back at his daughter who was looking at him with pleading eyes, he was sure he would break her heart if he didn’t buy it but it was too expensive…

Dan looked at Phil, already knowing what he was thinking. He was sure Phil didn’t have enough money on him to spend on the necklace. He looked back at the girls who were looking at them waiting for an answer when Phil started speaking.

“Olivia…” but Dan cut his sentence off by snatching Olivia’s necklace from his hands.

“C'mon girls, you are getting out of here with your necklaces.” Dan said, heading to the check out.

The girls let out a little scream as they followed Dan.

Phil, still dazed about what was happinging realized that he couldn’t let Dan spend so much money on his daughter, so he caught up with them and grabbed Dan by the forearm, leading him a bit further where the girls couldn’t hear them.

“Dan no, I cannot let you spend so much money on Olivia” Phil told him, “Yes, I cannot afford to pay so much money on a necklace but I cannot let you spend it too. It is too much.”

“Phil, you promised me yesterday you were going to let me help you and I have seen the look you had in your eyes, you don’t want to break Olivia’s heart, do you?” Dan said, trying to reason with Phil.

Phil looked down, still a bit embarrassed about his situation, “Olivia has never asked for anything and now that she is just asking for a necklace I cannot afford it, it’s just so frustrating… I’m just disappointing her” a lone tear slid down his left cheek, quickly cleaning it with his hand.

Dan’s heart was aching seeing how much this affected Phil. He didn’t want to disappoint his daughter by not buying her one thing she had asked for. “Phil no…” Dan whispered, “listen to me, you are not disappointing her.”

“Yes I am Dan! I cannot buy her a necklace to have along with her best friend, what kind of dad that makes me?” Phil almost shouted, loud enough to catch Olivia and Billie’s attention and come running to them.

Olivia saw how upset her dad was so she instantly gave him a tight hug by circling her arms around his waist, “Dad, you could never disappoint me, I love you.”

Billie was watching the scene and she saw who Phil was having an internal battle between believing Olivia or not. “Phil” Billie’s tiny voice called him, “Olivia has always told me how an amazing dad you are and we all can see that, so please, let us help you. There is nothing wrong with accepting people’s help.”

Phil was surprised at Billie’s words, the girl had always been a bit shy but apparently she had managed to get out of her comfort zone to console him. So, he crouched down and looked at both girls’ eyes before bringing them both into a bear hug.

Once the hug was over Billie spoke again, “so Phil, are you gonna let us help you? We just want the best for you two.”

“Yes Billie, I will accept your help, thank you so much.” Phil smiled shyly at her, and she returned the smile back.

Dan, who was witnessing the scene with a soft smile on his face loocked his gaze with Phil’s and muttered a silent 'thank you’, which Phil responded with another smile, standing up after giving each girl kiss on the top of their head.

“C'mon girls, you will be the envy of school with these necklaces” Dan told them as he approached the check out again, the girls happily following him.

Phil looked at the three people that were now walking toward the exit, focusing on Olivia who had a big smile plastered on her face, while Dan took a picture of the two girls showing their new necklaces. Maybe getting help wouldn’t be that bad, right?


They were back at the hotel, all of them had already had dinner and now both dad’s had finished preparing the suitcases before they had to go back tomorrow evening. Even though they were visiting a natural park tomorrow, they had decided to pack everthing now so that they wouldn’t be rushing later.

Now they were sitting in the two seat sofa watching some kind of TV game show. At one point Phil turned the volume down so he could speak.

“Dan I haven’t told you but you and Billie are amazing, I am so glad Olivia has found a friend as good as Billie, you really are a good dad” Dan looked at him ready to thank him but Phil continued, “it’s just like a dream to have found such good people like you in our lowest moment so really Dan, thank you.”

“Phil, I told you like a million times now, you don’t need to thank us.” Dan replied, smiling a bit, getting lost in Phil’s blue eyes.

“But I need to thank you, no one has ever done anything like this for us ever.” Phil told him, his voice getting lower as he was losing himself also in the other’s brown eyes.

One of them knew how happened, but suddenly their lips were on eachother’s, a bit slow, testing the waters. One of Dan’s hands made his way onto Phil’s neck, bringing him a bit closer, as Phil’s hands grabbed Dan’s waist, circling it, the movement showing that they both wanted it so they deepened the kiss, making Phil lean onto Dan, so that they were now lying horizontally on the sofa, lazily making out.

“Wow” they both said at the same time, making a soft laugh erupt from them both as well.

Dan looked at Phil, biting his lower lip. After that kiss (okay, kisses but still) Dan knew they couldn’t just be friends. But if Phil didn’t want anything more… He hadn’t been with anyone for a long time, yes he had had some dates but no one really stuck around. He just hopped at least Phil would.

“So… what happens now?” he asked nervously, a bit afraid of what Phil could respond.

Phil he looked into Dan’s eyes and saw uncertainty in them, probably scared of what he could say. But he shouldn’t be. He really wanted to try something more than a friendship with Dan, even if he was scared too. “Dan, you know that I’m not in my best life moment, but I would like us to try to be something more than friends.” Phil paused, thinking his next words “We don’t have to really label anything, just let it flow, follow our instincts, only if you want too, of course.”

Dan was glad Phil proposed the 'no-label’ thing. It was too soon to know what they could be and he wasn’t sure if both of them were ready for a relationship yet, as Phil had said, he wasn’t in his best moment and Dan was also insecure about having a formal relationship.

“Okay, I like that idea.” Dan agreed, caresing Phil’s cheek making him lean into the touch, a smile appearing on his face. “C'mon, let’s go to bed, we have a tiring day tomorrow.”

And with that Phil lifted himself up from Dan’s body, extending a hand so the other man could take it, leading them to their respective beds.


The next morning was nice. The girls had enjoyed the nature park, learning about the widlife surrounding them, as they excitedly told their parents all they had taught them. Dan and Phil had also enjoyed it, they had walked around the park while their daughters were with their teachers, subtly touching eachother and sometimes holding hands when they made sure no one was really looking.

Now they were already seated on the bus on their way back home, Dan on the window seat of course, as Phil had promised him. “You know, I don’t think I would have enjoyed this trip that much if you and Billie hadn’t come.” Phil quietly told Dan, trying not to disturb the sleeping passengers on the bus, while trying to untangle his earphones.

“I was thinking the same. It was nice to get to know you better, Phil. And…” Dan leaned a bit, just so he could whisper into Phil’s ear, “I’m glad we decided to give us a try, even though we still don’t know what it will lead to.” And Dan quickly looked around, making sure no one was looking before pecking Phil on the cheek, rapidly looking out of the window again, not wanting to let Phil see his red cheeks.

What he didn’t see is the way Phil lifted a hand onto his cheek, touching where he had just kissed him and smiling at the gesture.  


It had been a week since the trip, and Dan and Phil hadn’t managed to meet again due to their work hours, but they had been texting eachother nonstop.

One of those days, Dan called him and excitedly told him that he had contacted one of his friends and they were looking for people in their company. Phil swore he could cry in that moment. So, they had decided to meet up on Thursday afternoon to go shopping for Phil so he could finally show how professional he really was.

They left the girls with a babysitter at Dan’s house so they could shop without any distractions. They were both excited, they hadn’t seen eachother since the trip and now they would be a few hours all alone. It wasn’t a 'date’ but they both felt it was, even though any of them brought it up.

They were now in what would be their fifth shop. Phil was having an inner battle now. He had tried on many suits, but he always checked the tag, saw how much it was and even though Dan was the one buying he still didn’t want him to spend so much money on him; so he tried them on in the dressing room and told Dan that they didn’t suit him through the curtain before he changed back into his clothes.

He was now in the dressing room, a red tie on his hands, trying to tie it up, but he had lost practice after not wearing one. Dan was waiting for him and when he noticed that Phil wasn’t going out he called out “Phil, you okay there?”

“Um yeah,” Phil responded, a bit strangled “just, the tie is not my thing…”

Oh, the tie. Dan suggested trying one, it would make him look more professional. “Let me help you” Dan said, drawing the curtain to the left so Phil could step out of the dressing room.

He swatted Phil’s hand off the tie and explained to him how he had to do it. “Now, that’s how you tie a tie” Dan laughed, letting his hands rest against Phil’s chest once he had finished while he looked at his blue eyes.

Phil grabbed his hands and laced their fingers, tugging Dan closer so that they touched their noses, giving each other eskimo kisses, both enjoying the moment.

Suddenly Phil moved his head a bit, giving Dan a peck on the cheek and another on the lips, feeling the brown eyed’s smile on his lips.

“Thank you, and not only for the tie.” Phil whispered once their lips had parted.

Dan tugged Phil so he could kiss him again, “I told you, no need to thank me. Now mister,” Dan took some steps back and looked at Phil, admiring how attractive he looked in that suit, “I am getting you that suit because you look amazing.”

“But Dan…” Phil was going to put the same excuse he had put all those other times but Dan didn’t let him speak more.

“No, Phil, no buts. I am getting you that suit and you are going to get that new job, okay?” he playfully pushed Phil onto the changing room again, closing the curtain. “I will wait for you in the shoe section, don’t make me wait.” Dan shouted and letting Phil change into his normal clothes.


It was the day of the interview and Phil was extremely nervous. After dropping Olivia at school (who had wished him “good luck” with a tight hug and a peck on the cheek) he went back to his house, put on his new suit and took the tube to the company.

He was checking his phone when suddenly a text from Dan showed up. 'Phil, I cannot call you right now but I wish you the best of luck today. You are going to be fine, don’t worry. I believe in you. I will check with you later. Kisses x D’

He smiled at it, that was the confidence boost he needed. He could get through this.


“You are hired, Mr. Lester. Welcome to our company. You start next Monday at 10am.”

As soon as he had heard the words Phil almost cried. He did it. He could finally give Olivia what she deserved. He could finally be at peace with it.

“Thank you Mrs. Aiken, thank you so much” Phil answered, shaking his new boss’ hand.

Once he was out of what would be his new company he called his what would be his old boss to let him know that he wouldn’t be working with them anymore.

When the call ended he noticed how a weight had been lifted from his chest, making him breath easier.

He and Olivia could finally breath.


Phil arrived home happier than ever and he suddenly remembered the text Dan had sent him. Maybe he should ask him to come and tell him the good news in person, yeah, Dan deserved that.

'As soon as you can come to my house. I need to see you’ he texted and sent. He hoped Dan could come soon, he needed to tell someone.

A few minutes later a text came back. 'How did it go? You okay? I can be there in 20’

'Yeah, just come soon please’ Phil texted back. He just needed Dan right now.


Dan parked his car and got out of the car running straight into Phil’s porch, knockikng on the door harder that he had intended. The texts he had recieved from Phil were so ambiguous he didn’t know if he had bad or good news. He hoped it would be the last one.

Suddenly the door opened, a poker faced Phil appeared in front of him and as soon he went to greet him a smile broke into Phil’s face “I got the job.”

Dan went to scream but before he could make any sound two hands grabbed his cheeks and brought him into a deep kiss, making him close his eyes and lean into Phil’s body, latching his hands in his tie bringing him even closer.

“I hope you have good news more often so you kiss me like that” Dan told him once they both had parted for air, “I’m proud of you Phil.”

“Dan, it was all thanks to you, I cannot thank you enough for this,” Phil kissed him again, this time just a peck, “I will pay you back all the money you have spent on us and…”

Dan cut him off with another quick kiss, “I don’t want you to pay me back. I don’t want your money, Phil. Seeing you finally happy is enough.” he told the blue eyed man.

Phil stared at him, a smile appearing at the kindness of the man in front of him. “At least let me take you on a date. Once I get my first salary let me take you to a fancy dinner, just the both of us, or with the girls if you want, I don’t care. I also kind of wanna see you wearing a suit…” he blushed at the last part. He couldn’t deny Dan was very attractive but the thought of seeing him on a suit was making him have punishable thoughts.

Dan bit his lower lip and pulled a thinking face even though he already knew the answer, “of course I would want to go on a date with you,” he leaned a bit to whisper onto his ear “and I kind of want to see you on a suit again, those pants make your butt look great.”

And with that Dan skipped off to his car “Hurry up Phil! we need to pick up Billie and Olivia and tell them the good news!”

Phil had managed not to be red faced by the time they reached their daughters’ school.


Billie and Olivia were chatting about one of their classmate’s birthday when suddenly Billie spotted her dad with a suited clad Phil waiting for them, so she grabbed Olivia’s hand and ran as fast as she could to them, leaving her and her friend out of breath.

“Don’t worry girls, we are not leaving without you” Phil laughed at them, reaching for Olivia and lifting her onto his arms while Dan did the same with Billie.

“Dad! How did it go? Did you get the job?” Olivia asked Phil, quiestioning him with her big eyes.

“I got the job Olivia, I will finally be able to give you everything you deserve, my little girl” Phil told her, his eyes watering.

“Oh dad” Olivia hugged his dad tight circling her arms around his neck, making him hug her closer to him “you always gave me everything I wanted, now I just want to see you happy.”

That made it for Phil. He couldn’t stop his tears from falling into his daughter’s shoulder, “I was happy because you made my life happy Olivia, but now it will be even happier, I promise you.”

Dan and Billie looked at them, one of Dan’s hand traveled to Phil’s back, rubbing circles so he could calm down. Billie put a hand on one of Phil’s shoulders, making him lift his head and look at the smaller Howell.

“Congratulations Phil, I knew you would get the job.” Billie smiled at him.

“It was all thanks to you both, so thank you so much Howells. You really are amazing.” Phil croacked out, fixing his gaze on Dan who was smiling at him and leaned to peck him in the cheek, both girls squealing at the movement.

“I’m starting to think 'thank you’ is the only word you know, Phil Lester” Dan teased him, putting Billie down on her feet and grabbing her hand, “why don’t we celebrate this with ice cream?”

Olivia jumped ot of his father’s arms and grabbed his hand, dragging him after Billie and Dan, not wanting to miss the ice cream.


It had been a month and a week since Phil got his new job. He loved the company, and his co-workers were so nice he never wanted to leave. His life was like a dream right now except for one thing.

He and Dan were still on the no-label thing and everytime they meet, he wanted to ask Dan to be his boyfriend, but since he had promised him a fancy dinner he wanted to do it properly, not after a coffee date. Dan deserved it after helping Phil change his life 180º degrees.

He wanted it to be a surprise, but then he remembered that he had told Dan that he didn’t care about  bringing Olivia and Billie with them, and Dan didn’t seem to mind either. So, he told Olivia about his plan.

She would told Billie to stay in their house as a sleepover, but then they would dress up and suprisedly pick Dan up to go with them to have dinner. Yeah, that would be best.

Now, he was waiting for both girls to get out of school so he could bring them to their 'sleepover’, since he had told Dan that he would pick them up and bring them directly to his house. Dan seemed to be alright with it so…

Two pairs of arms circled his legs, making him wake up from his daydream and loook down to greet them “Ready for your 'sleepover’?” he asked them, making quotation marks with his hands.

Olivia and Billie eagerly nodded at him, grabbing each of his hands and making their way to the Lester’s house, chatting exitedly about the dinner.

“He is going to love it Phil, really.” Billie told him after a few minutes.

“I hope so, Billie, I hope so.”


Dan was just watching a movie wearing his pyjamas even though it was just 7 o'clock but since Billie was at a sleepover with Olivia he was bored. He was going to switch on his Wii when he heard a knock.

Who could that even be? His 60 year old neighbour asking for sugar? Well, a 10 minute conversation wouldn’t hurt to be honest.

“Hi, what do you want?” tha last word died in his throat when he saw Phil with Olivia and Billie, fancily dressed up. “What are you even doing here all dressed up?” he exclaimed, a smile appearing on his face at the sight.

“I promised you a fancy dinner, didn’t I?” Phil told him, his voice wavering a bit from his nerves.

“But…” Dan wanted to speak, but the girls pushed him, leading him onto his bedroom so he could get dressed fancily.

“Don’t take too long, we have reservations at 8!” Phil shouted, making the girls scream and hurry Dan up.


They were at the restaurant, the four of them having eaten the main courses and now they were waiting for the desserts. Phil decided it was time…

“I want to say something.” Phil coughed before speaking again, making Dan and the girls look at him, “After you both entered our lives I was struggling to keep on with my life, but now, I have an amazing job, an extraordinary daughter and her best friend but I just need one more thing to be completely happy…” Phil paused a but and fixed his gaze on Dan, who was sitting next to him, “Dan, when we first established this we had a non-label kind of relationship but I have realized I want more and I hope you do too so… Dan Howell, will you be my boyfriend?”

Dan looked at him, his smile getting bigger and muttering a yes before grabbing Phil by the neck and bringing him into a kiss, keeping it appropiate since they had an audience, who were cheering at them.

Once they parted Dan leaned a bit, enough to whisper into Phil’s ear so only them could hear eachother “Once we are alone I wanna get you out of that suit and kiss every single freckle you have on your skin, Phil Lester.”

“That will take you like all you life to complete” Phil laughed softly into his ear.

“I don’t care. That is what I was hoping for anyways” Dan whispered back, leaning back against his chair and biting his bottom lip while winking at him before starting a conversation with the girls.

Phil sighed and smiled at the sight. This was the life he had dreamed of, and all thanks to the Howells.

Morbid High-Maintenance
  • * DISCLAIMER We were told we had a life expectancy of about 2 years. So funeral talks were weirdly enough a pretty normal topic in our house!
  • Li: I think I'd want it to be like one big giant cocktail party! Great Gatsby style, you know? No crying allowed, and people can only be sarcastic.
  • Jess: OOOH nice! I want nothing too big, just a decked out glass coffin, MAYBE floating on top of water or something. OH and I want to be in a smoking red dress too.
  • Mom: You know what I sort of thought of for you guys when you were kids? I would have hired a children's choir to sing all the Disney songs you loved.
  • Jess: Wow mom that's so extra! Like REALLY dramatic...
  • Li: Ya, be realistic!
Evermore: Why Beauty & the Beast lives on throughout generations

“Minutes turn to hours, days to years and gone. But when all else has been forgotten… Still our song lives on.”

Everyone knows the story: how a beautiful young woman fell in love with a hideous beast, lifting a 10-year-long curse from his castle and all who lived there. This is as the song goes, “A tale as old as time”, and anyone who’s anyone would have at least watched this Disney classic at least once. Though I’d like to believe we all managed to watch it more times that we would like to admit. 

But Beauty and the Beast is more than just a love story; a romance between two different people who at first hated each other but eventually grew fond of one another. No. There’s more to this story than what meets the eyes and the most recent live-action remake showed us exactly that and even made us realize what made us love this tale so much in the first place.

I grew up watching Disney films. These stories are the borders of my childhood; the foundation of my beliefs apart from the things taught by parents and teachers. Beauty and the Beast basically taught me never to judge a book by its cover. Funny I should say that considering Belle is portrayed as a bookworm. But it’s true that the tale taught us the value of beauty and how it is not determined by appearance but found within.

This is such a timely theme, considering we live in a world where physical beauty is so important. People strive to be beautiful—to stay beautiful. Judging by the countless beauty advertisements, movie actors and actresses that glitter under lights like stars, we have truly built a “beautiful world.”

Though from another perspective, is it really a beautiful world when there is so much wickedness going on? There are wars being fought; injustices prevailing; evil and insecurities residing in people’s minds and hearts. The world may look beautiful on the outside, but what about on the inside? In order to make this words truly beautiful, people must learn not to let hate rule in their hearts; to be good. I believe everyone is ‘innately good’, no one was born bad… much like the Beast who was only influenced by his cruel father, turning him heartless and unkind. 

People — mostly girls should also be more accepting of themselves. A lot of girls find it hard to tell themselves that they are beautiful, even more so to accept compliments from others. It is sad but this world has made its own standards of beauty which we have fooled ourselves into believing. If you think about it, it’s quite ridiculous to have a common standard for beauty since it’s subjective. We all have different perspectives. Best to keep that in mind next time you look into a mirror. 

Apart from that main message of this story, Beauty and the Beast actually teaches us more things about life—and ourselves—which was very evident in the live-action remake.

One being: girls can be heroines too.

It’s always the knight in shining armor; Prince charming who sweeps us off our feet or defeats the might dragon and saves the damsel in distress. Belle was actually one of the few Disney princesses who didn’t act like a “princess” and did more than just stand there and look pretty, hoping for Prince charming to come and save her from that so-called “provincial life”. Belle was a very active character and even ended up saving everyone in the end. She should definitely be a role model to young girls as she embodies a strong and independent personality which women need to take note of in order to break through ongoing inequalities in society. 

If Belle can save the day, why can’t you? And it’s actually quite amazing how recent Disney princesses like Moana and Elsa from Frozen—or even other classic princesses like Mulan are taking more active roles. 

Beauty and the Beast also has one of the most beautiful — and meaningful songs ever composed in Disney history. So when I discovered that there were going to be new tracks, I was simply overjoyed!

“Days in the Sun” was a beautiful track filled with much hope and longing. Although I adored “Human Again” (and I’m not going to lie, I was a bit saddened at first when I found out that it wouldn’t be in the film), I thought Days in the Sun fitted really well into the scoring and storyline. 

How in the midst of all this sorrow
Can so much hope and love endure
I was innocent and certain
Now I’m wiser but unsure

- from Days in the Sun

Belle’s part in this song really stood out for me as it can be related to our world and how amidst all the sadness and hardships we go through, love and hope are the two things that thrive and keep us going. Also, is it not true that when we were younger and innocent, we were always certain of the things we wanted? Our dreams were pretty clear then and we had it all figured out on who we wanted to be like or what we wanted to do. But as we grew older, we changed—dreams change which often left us unsure. Being wiser doesn’t mean you would know everything…it simply means learning to question things—learning to doubt even.

“Evermore” was my favorite track for this film simply because the beast was humanized through this song…making us see that he is truly indeed a person underneath that beastly appearance.  

Now I know she’ll never leave me
Even as she fades from view
She will still inspire me
Be a part of everything I do
Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I’ll fool myself, she’ll walk right in…

And be with me forevermore

- from Evermore

It such a sad song and I loved how the Beast was able to show his sorrow at Belle’s departure and express his feelings for her through this scene. His act of letting her go was already a clear sign of his love for her but this song took it to a whole new level when he practically sang how he’d only love her forevermore and that no matter how far she may be from him, he would always be reminded of her.

While watching that scene, I couldn’t help but cry (yes I cried twice when I saw it for the second time) and its not only because I felt through the Beast’s pain but also because I realized we were all the Beast in a way. We’re all flawed, we’re all hurting, and we’ve all lost someone along the way; be it a loved one, a significant other, or a friend. But the memory of them remains and no matter how sad it makes us when we think about them and all that might have been, our experiences with them inspire us and has made us stronger. You know I’ve always believed you can’t un-love someone whom you “truly loved”. Because that love we gave was real, and you can’t really take it back. To move on, you can only love someone more. 

“How Does a Moment Last Forever” basically captured the essence of this beautiful tale. The whole song practically breathes and lives on quotes so I’m not going to mention my favorites because I would end up writing the whole thing. It’s a beautiful song about life and the beauty of its imperfections; and how love is what binds everything together.  

Beauty and the Beast truly has a lot to say about real life and it’s amazing how a fairytale can affect us so much. We fell in love with it in the books… when Disney released the animated version in 1991…and today as we witness it come alive in 2017. Beauty and the Beast taught us that beauty is found within and that love is a powerful catalyst. Most importantly, and I’d say this as it is not said enough, this story taught us about second chances and that it can be granted to those who try to change and become better people.

“Bittersweet and strange, finding you can change, learning you were wrong.” - from Beauty & the Beast

I truly enjoyed watching this film again and dare I say it was as good as watching it for the first time back when I was a little girl. Now that I’m an adult, it became more meaningful and the experience was spellbinding. This is why I think Beauty and the Beast will continue to live on throughout generations… because it is a story with depth; one that teaches us so much about ourselves… 

Teaches us that amidst all the sorrows and hardships, there is love and there is hope. And that’s basically all you need for wonders to happen. 

Originally posted by ewatson

PS: And to all the hopeless romantics out there…or to those simply looking for their one true love, don’t lose hope. I think everyone thinks they’re not worth it but hey, if Belle can love someone who was as flawed as the Beast … someone can love you too. No matter how crazy or imperfect you may be. 

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@kalkopyryt said:  Molly discovers Sherlock practicing Disney songs in his violin. Maybe Rosie or Sherlolly kids

“What’s that you’re playing?” Molly asked, stepping into Baker Street.

“Nothing!” Sherlock lowered the bow and violin, looking quite sheepish. “Never you mind.”

“Was that something from-“


“Yes it was!” Molly laughed, then crossed the room. “It’s all right, you know, if you want to play songs from Pinocchio, I’d rather like to hear them, that was a particularly pretty one.”

“Yes I know, you like that one,” Sherlock nodded, tuning the strings again. “Your father used to sing it to you when you went to sleep.”

She looked surprised. “You remember I’d told you that? That was years ago!”

“Of course I remember,” he met her gaze briefly, then looked down at the instrument in his hands again.

“Well…” she picked at a bit of fluff on her trousers. “Go on then, why are you playing Disney songs?”

“Partly for Rosie,” he shrugged. “She complains that she cannot sing when I play my ‘fruity music’,” at this molly burst out laughing, remembering the three-year old’s name for classical music. She was so much her mother and father.  “And…partly because you had such fond memories of your father singing to you…I thought…perhaps our child might like the same sort of memories…” he trailed off, still staring at the ground. He finally gathered his courage, looking up to meet her gaze.

Teary eyed, she got to her feet, coming to stand before him, she curled her arms around his waist, cheek against his shoulder. He returned the embrace, careful not to drop the violin.

“You’re pleased then?” he murmured. “You’d like to have children?”

She shifted so she could look up at him. Brushing the curls from his eyes, she smiled.

“Go on then, play it once more, and then you’ll have an answer.” She was smiling a cheeky grin that he knew right away what it meant.

He waited for her to step back so he could position the instrument once more. “You know of course,” he said, just as he was about to play. “We have to wait for the birth control to be out of your system and-“

“Oh shut up and play!” she laughed, still teary-eyed, grinning at him.

He smirked and did as she asked. It wasn’t something he ever expected to be playing, and it went without saying it would not be all their children ever listened to, not with the whole wonderful, wide world of classical music at their feet. But he did admit, there were some pretty melodies in this particular genre, and to be quite honest, he liked the idea of continuing such a warm tradition for their family.

Ok I've meaning to write this for a while so here goes:

Man, Tamatoa changed my fucking life. He’s the reason I’m on Tumblr in the first place. He actually helped me begin healing from some very deep personal losses. My grandfather and beloved dog Sarge died in August within one day of each other. My grandpa’s body and grandma’s ashes were buried in September. I didn’t think I’d ever be ok again. My grandma died a few years earlier and my life slowly started becoming more depressing and stressful. It culminated in the deaths of my dog and grandfather. And my grandparents’ house where my dog is now buried will probably be sold because we can’t afford the taxes. I spent half of my childhood there. It was my other home. In some ways my true home. A place I always thought would be there, in the background, a place that I could always return to. And now it might be gone.

So by the time Moana was released in theatres I was already feeling horrible. And of course we all know what happened on “Election Day”. I needed to get out of the house. I needed a distraction-something to take my mind off of things and just have some fun. I thought Moana looked cute and was curious as to how Disney would handle a story set in Ancient Polynesia. So I went and saw it. I had a blast throughout the beginning of the film and was impressed with how Disney gracefully handled the culture. It felt respectful and fun at the same time. And it was hilarious. I loved all the characters.

And then we got to Tamatoa. I was shocked. I wasn’t expecting him at all. I didn’t read up on the film prior to seeing it as I wanted to be surprised. And boy was I. At first I was uncomfortable to be honest. I cringed. I thought Tamatoa was going to be one of those characters that was trying to be funny but wasn’t. Except god bless Jemaine Clement because Tamatoa was a hoot from the get go. I was like “Ok, he’s kinda edgy what with the whole ‘I ate my gramma!’ bit. Interesting direction Disney.” And then he started singing. I cringed again because I thought “Oh crap this time it’s gonna bad.” But as the song went on I noticed him being more and more cruel. And then Maui showed up. I was like “Oh shit! Shit’s about to go down.” And then his hook doesn’t work and it’s double oh shit. And then it’s like a switch had been flipped. Tama’s voice got deeper (and sexier) and his grin when he goes “Well, well, well,” was actually creepy. He then begins beating the shit out of Maui and his cruelty goes up to eleven. It becomes personal. I started grinning like an idiot because holy shit this is dark for Disney’s recent stuff. Like explicitly dark.

And then the lights went out.

I was speechless when his bioluminescence came on. My heart sang. The bridge was so beautiful and meaningful and his markings were absolutely gorgeous and inspired. I was utterly blown away by the last third of “Shiny”. That sequence alone sealed Moana as my favorite Disney movie. No joke. And I was so disappointed that there was no more of him in the movie 😫!

And I watched the rest if the film and of course was blown away and blubbering. Watching Grandma Tala made me cry of course. But as I got out I became obsessed with this film and Tamatoa in particular. I began searching for more info and pictures of him online. I eventually joined Tumblr after lingering around for a bit and joined the fandom here and let me tell it was the best decision I have ever made when it came to my online life. I have made so many friends here and I am having so much fun. I am learning so much and encountering beautiful and hilarious and inspiring stuff here all the time. My life has been broadened by coming onto to here.

And all of that is thanks to a giant singing shiny coconut crab monster.

So I just want to say thank you Disney for bringing us such a memorable and wonderful character. Thank you Lin Manuel Miranda for writing “Shiny” and thank you Jemaine Clement for bringing him to life.

And thank you Tamatoa. You have helped me beyond measure. I love you.

anonymous asked:

RFA + V finds out ur a really good singer?


  • You guys are super open about everything, so he didn’t really think there was anything about you that could surprise him
  • but one day while you were gaming with him, someone on the voice channel started playing Britney Spears and you got super into it 
  • singing, dancing, imitating her facial expressions
  • the whole shebang
  • he thinks it’s hilarious that you’re so into it
  • but
  • holy shit???? why do you sound so good???
  • like, you’re goofing around, so why does your voice sound so pretty????
  • after the song is over he just kinda looks at you
  • “since when can you sing???”
  • he’s not really all that surprised because he thinks you’re great at everything but it was still sort of a shock to him
  • you’ve gotten really comfortable singing around him and you do it all the time now
  • in the shower, fixing lunch, in the car
  • and he just sort of smiles whenever he hears you 
  • because you’re just so amazing how the heck did he manage to date you
  • why did you agree to date him
  • like, the only talent he has is having a really strong prescription for his glasses
  • and you have enough talent to cover 20 people
  • it just makes him really happy because he loves you and you’re great


  • basically, you had a little bit too much wine while you were waiting for him to get home
  • y’know, it was one of those nights where he had to stay back to finish up a project
  • usually you’ll pour yourself a glass of wine and wait for him, but you sort of went overboard
  • he comes home after what might have been your fourth glass, but that didn’t mean much because you weren’t really paying attention to how much counted as “one glass” 
  • you just kinda poured wine until it felt right
  • this poor guy
  • you’re laying on the floor with Elizabeth 3rd in your arms
  • she’s not having fun, but it’s quite obvious that you are
  • you’re singing her a lullaby, and every time she lets out a displeased meow you just start laughing
  • it’s really strange because your words are slurred and you don’t really know what you’re saying, but you still sound pretty decent
  • “Okay. Honey, let Elizabeth go. Let’s get you to bed”
  • “But Jumin I was singing her a lullaby. What if she can’t sleep now??”
  • “She’ll be able to sleep just fine but I would absolutely love if you sang me a lullaby.”
  • your eyes light up and you just kinda stare at him and immediately push yourself up to walk with him to the bedroom
  • Elizabeth fucking books it
  • Jumin hadn’t planned on actually falling asleep but you’re playing with his hair and singing in your sweet little voice, he just can’t resist
  • He starts dozing off, but he hears you go silent and it makes him a little bit sad that your voice wasn’t the last thing he got to experience before he fell asleep
  • but he just sorta cuddles you until he falls asleep
  • he doesn’t mention it until a week later when he’s stressed tf out
  • he thinks that your voice might soothe him
  • he was right


  • Okay so how it happens is he catches you singing in the shower
  • you usually shower while he’s at class so you never have to worry, but his last class of the day got canceled so he’s home early of course
  • so he throws his bag to the ground and walks to the bathroom to do his after-school-business 
  • and he’s all “o she must be listening to the radio while she’s in the shower omg that’s so cute!”
  • but when he opens the door he doesn’t hear any actual music
  • just you singing
  • the poor boy is in awe
  • like, omg he never knew
  • he just sort of stands there in the doorway listening to you sing whatever disney princess song popped into your head until you turn the water off
  • then he starts panicking because “did she not want me to know?? I just listened to her take a shower, that’s so creepy! I’m creepy!”
  • But then when you walk out and see him standing there, your face just goes pale
  • actually, first you almost fall because holy shit theres someone in the bathroom
  • oh wait its just Yoosung how’d he get in here
  • he just sorta walked out, so you were a little scared that he thought you were bad, but later that night while he was cooking dinner you asked him why he wasn’t listening to music like usual
  • he wanted you to sing for him and be his music while he cooked omg
  • you were still sorta nervous so you suggested turning on some music and said that you might sing along if you were feeling it
  • he still won’t stop telling you how beautiful your singing voice is
  • like seriously every time he hears you even humming he gets so excited
  • and every time he gets the chance to encourage you to sing, he does
  • it’s so cute, he’s just completely blown away every time you sing
  • this kid is so in love with you it’s unreal


  • you guys usually go do something fun on the weekends
  • even when there’s no actual plans, you’ll at least go to the park or go see a movie or something
  • but at 2 pm on this particular Saturday, neither of you had the will to even put real pants on
  • so you both just sort of sat on the couch in your undies while you flipped through the TV
  • one of the channels was doing a “throwback to the 90′s” thing where they play all the top songs from the 90′s
  • “oh my god Jaehee I loved Justin Timberlake SO much”
  • basically, you end up downloading like five albums and its strictly NSYNC and Backstreet Boys
  • you both remember almost all the words
  • it turns into a “sing to your heart’s content and talk about your 90′s celebrity crushes” event
  • she notices halfway through that you actually sound really good
  • like, it doesn’t really take a lot to sing these songs well, but you just sound really nice.
  • so afterwords, she puts in the DVD of your favorite of Zen’s musicals and she’s singing some of the parts, encouraging you to sing as well because it actually takes some effort to sound good while singing these songs
  • oh my god
  • you sound great
  • why didn’t she know before??
  • you guys sing along to these musicals all the time, how had she not noticed????
  • now she just pays a lot more attention to when you sing because she really likes hearing it
  • she thinks you’re better than Zen


  • somehow, he got you totally hooked on broadway musicals
  • like, that’s all you listen to now
  • you haven’t heard an actual current song in months because you’re still listening to Chicago
  • you’ve never wanted to sing in front of him because he’s so good and that’s just so intimidating
  • but you’re goofing around one day singing to “Popular” from Wicked
  • you’re being totally dramatic and goofy, playing with his hair and feigning disgust with him on certain lines
  • and then when that song’s over, you’re feeling hyped so you just keep going
  • you guys end up singing duets and its just really cute
  • but he’s so surprised
  • “I’m literally a musical actor why the hell didn’t you tell me you can sing?”
  • he ends up wanting you to audition for musicals with him
  • you’re totally against it for months but you figure that if he thinks you’re good, that definitely means a lot
  • he actually manages to convince you to audition for Heathers at your local theatre
  • but on the way to the audition you get super anxious and shaky
  • “Zen I can’t do this take me back home”
  • “babe you’re fine” 
  • “I have such bad stage fright I don’t know how I managed to overlook that. I’m not doing this”
  • he insists that they’ll love you and you should just do it
  • but then he thinks you’re about to cry so he takes you home and doesn’t try to push it again
  • he likes to get you on snapchat sometimes though and put it on his story because his fans compliment you and he really wants to boost your confidence
  • he still wants you to be in a play with him but he’s chill with taking baby steps


  • You’d heard him listening to classical and opera a couple times, but you couldn’t really get into it
  • When the two of you hung out, you’d usually listen to something a little more modern, but there were a few opera-ish songs that you enjoyed
  • you didn’t really know what they were saying, but you recognized  the songs whenever you heard them
  • one day you get in the shower and you forget to change the music before you hop in 
  • omg it’s that one song you know
  • you kinda hum along. it  makes you feel a little dramatic as you shave your legs
  • V accidentally left his phone in the bedroom, so he comes to get it, but he laughs when he hears you mimicking the song
  • you hit one of the notes
  • y’know those notes where it sounds so pretty but they’re just so damn hard to sing??
  • yeah, you do that PERFECTLY
  • you hold the note and then you just kinda stand there for a second, majorly impressed with yourself
  • he’s equally impressed, if not more so
  • “holy shit, how did I even do that??”
  • he laughs again and you hear him that time
  • you’re so embarrassed, like,
  • can you drown in half an inch of water on the shower floor?? lets find out
  • he just sort of bombards you with compliments on your voice for the rest of the week
  • but then he lets everyone know in the RFA chat 
  • now you have everyone begging you to show them
  • every time V brings it up you die a little bit 

swanofstorie  asked:

Hi, what do you think of this: stiles who I just starting college and is super nervous and he meets a few people his age but with the classes he's taking the majority are older people. He meets Derek and to Stiles' surprise they hit it off and after a couple weeks Derek invites him over to hang out with his other friends (who are all Derek's age) and Stiles' is hella nervous but then it happens and he hits it off with everyone and now he has a bunch of friends that he can go to advice for.


Are we talking older Derek here? Derek who maybe went back to college in his 30s because of the fire. Derek who, while still trying to figure out how to go on after losing his entire family, still has his life together. At least, in terms of appearances. He has a loft in walking distance of his classes, a steady income (or insurance money, depending on how angsty you really want to go into this) and even a *gasp* social life. Derek never really expected to want friends, having resigned himself to a lifetime of loneliness as punishment for Kate, but after a few people noticed the way he played basket ball - exceptionally well - at the gym Derek never managed to be able to shake them once they invited him to be on the local team. 

Enter Stiles who, despite his best efforts, just can’t seem to hold down any friends. He misses Scott, he misses having a best friend; at least one you can wake up at three in the morning because you have been marathoning a new TV series and just have to show it to someone else right now because oh my god. He can still skype and text Scott but it isn’t the same as having someone sit beside you and eat lunch with you. In a word, Stiles is lonely and he misses being able to say he has plans later. And yeah, okay, so maybe those “plans” always usually consisted of choosing pizza toppings and playing video games with Scott and only Scott but screw you, those plans were awesome and his mom bought him a lot of those games so, you know

*does best 90s movie narration voice* Derek, meet Stiles, who automatically gets under your skin and by “under your skin” we mean like an unpleasant itch. Stiles is loud, never stops moving, his heartbeat is always racing a hundred million miles a minute and every single time he interrupts the professor to ask a question he always has a fucking good point. Derek hates all of it, especially when he has to reluctantly write down what Stiles says because it’s always ten times more interesting than what the class is actually trying to get at. Derek is pretty sure Stiles doesn’t even take History. At least, it’s not his proper major which just irks Derek more. 

Still, Derek can’t help but notice how Stiles always seems…sad? That when someone calls his name his scent picks up and his heart races but when he finds out the person only wants to borrow a pen or tell him his head is blocking their view it sours again and Derek can’t help but be…aware. He finds himself sitting closer and closer to Stiles every week until one day he finds himself sitting next to Stiles and, of all the things, complimenting him on his t-shirt. Derek doesn’t even understand the reference on it and Stiles snorts in response, clearly very aware of this fact. Still, Stiles doesn’t turn away, biting his lip rather nervously as he sneaks glances at Derek in between what must be some of the most - if not the most awkward - moments of his life. 

Eventually, the lecture starts. Stiles’ pen runs out ten minutes in and Derek gives him his and somehow, somehow, a friendship is born. 

By the time next semester rolls around and Stiles sits down beside him, handing him a book on ancient languages with a casual shrug and a whispered, “I saw it and thought of you” Derek knows he’s in trouble. (Derek always thought he knew what people meant when they sad they got butterflies in their stomach looking at someone, thinking about someone, but, fuck, how very very wrong he had been. He isn’t even sure he’s breathing properly.) 

It takes three years, three years for anything to happen. They are friends, good friends, and Stiles changes Scott’s title to “brother” so he can give the “best friend” title to Derek. Derek pretends it isn’t a big deal, rolls his eyes when Stiles tells him “the news”, but he can’t help but feel nothing less than honoured. Wonderfully, painfully honoured to be Stiles’ best friend. His teammates, Stiles’ friends now too, Derek realises fondly, tease him mercilessly about it because Derek’s cheeks turn beet red when Stiles gets him a mug saying world’s grumpiest friend on it, a score drawn through the word “grumpiest” and replaced with the word “best”. 

They get together a month after graduation, a week after Stiles moves in with him. They are in the middle of a party, thrown by Erica to celebrate the opening of Boyd’s new bakery, when it happens. Stiles is dancing to some Disney song, singing into the handle of a mop and looking so dorky Derek’s heart constricts. It’s not even two seconds before he finds himself walking over to him and, without thought, blurts out, “I want to adopt a cat with you.” Then, blinking because what, he says, “You, I want you…and a cat. I want our cat to sleep on our bed. I want an our.” It’s the least smooth he’s ever been and someone giggles - he assumes Erica - behind him. 

Stiles breaks out into a grin. “Oh, thank fuck, I got you another mug for Christmas and I was worried it was going to be so. fucking. awkward.”

As it turns out, the mug says World’s Best Boyfriend and Stiles doesn’t wait until Christmas to give it to him. Instead, he serves Derek breakfast in bed with it the next morning, filled to the brim with coffee. “I don’t know about you,” he says, watching Derek take a sip with a strange, happy look on his face, “but I really think it’s about time our bed gets acquainted with our butts.”

“Are you going to say ‘our’ in that way about everything now?” Derek glares, trying not to choke on his coffee.  

Stiles waggles his eyebrows. “Yeah, yeah I think I am.” He grins. 

Derek smiles, despite himself. “I think…I could be okay with that.” 

So I was listening to this new song and I thought this would be great for a Uma x Harry Couple Video, too bad the movie isn’t out.

OH … wait …. I Could make a small preview with all the small clips from the What’s My Name video and behind the scene.

So I did that.

Sorry, this ship has already taken over my life completely. I don’t even want to think about the mess I will be after the movie is out.

Anyway, it’s an 8 sec video, enjoy. The song is Cut To The Feeling By Carly Rea Jepsen. 

anonymous asked:

If you had to choose a disney song for each tvd character, which ones would you choose and why?


It’s really funny because Matt Donovan was actually the first character to come into my head, let’s begin.

1. Matt Donovan: Go The Distance, Hercules

I just feel like that would be his theme song. Matt is continuously trying to find his place, trying to prove his worth, trying to make MF better, the odds are always insurmountable but he always vows to beat them.

2. Klaus Mikaelson: Be Prepared, Lion King

I have to say that Klaus getting a Scar song is a great honour considering that Scar is by far my favourite Disney villain. I gave him Be Prepared because the hyenas are like Klaus’ hybrids, Klaus has the ambition and the cunning and the tools for psychological manipulation that Scar has and the entire song is about how he’s going to use an army to conquer his brother’s kingdom.

Damon Salvatore: Gaston, Beauty And The Beast

Because this entire song is about what a douche Gaston is, like it actually makes me laugh that it’s an entire song about what a fuckboy he is and that just seems like something Damon would do whether or not it’d be posturing, I don’t care, but like “Gaston” screams Damon Salvatore.

Stefan Salvatore: God Help The Outcasts, Hunchback of Notre Dame

Stefan was particularly hard but I think God Help The Outcasts is perfect for his true character, the sense of isolation, feeling like an outcast and earnestly wanting the people around him to be in a better state of being, helping them, hoping for them etc.

The male characters are actually a lot easier to do than the female characters so the songs may not quite fit the way I would like them to.

Elena Gilbert: Part of Your World, The Little Mermaid

I chose this song because there is a continuous naivete to Elena even throughout the six seasons and this constant searching for something more, in season 1 she was searching for a life after her parents died, in season 4 she was searching for a life as a vampire, in season 6 she was searching for a life post-Damon and post-Bonnie, there is always a certain “the grass is always greener on the other side” and she always wants to be on the other side. Like Ariel.

Bonnie Bennett: Just Around The Riverbend, Pocahontas

I chose this song because Just Around The Riverbend is about Pocahontas’ wild spirit, her thirst for adventure, her inability to be cowed by anyone and while there are so many posts I have that explain why Bonnie Bennett is a sacrificial lamb and the inherent anti-blackness written in her narrative, there is a wildness to Bonnie, a sense of not being able to contain her power or her spirit, how in the end she defies everyone and does what she wants, it just so happens that what she wants all the time is to die for her friends.

Caroline Forbes: I Won’t Say I’m In Love, Hercules

Meg is my favourite female Disney character so I feel kind of weird giving her song to Caroline not that I hate Caroline, I just … anyway, I gave Caroline this song because whether or not the show would like to admit it, they have entwined her storyline and character development with men since season 1, from Damon to Matt from Matt to Tyler from Tyler to Klaus from Klaus to Tyler from Tyler to Jesse from Jesse to Stefan from Stefan to Alaric from Alaric to Stefan and she has this sort of jaded, over-it attitude with men now because of this, which is very much like this song.

Katherine Pierce: Poor Unfortunate Souls, The Little Mermaid

Katherine was really difficult to place. I love this song and I love Ursula and while Ursula looks out for his self interests much like Katherine, they do it differently because Ursula manipulates the weak while Katherine sort of just uses force but only with women, with men Katherine manipulates so I thought the two were a good enough match.

Jeremy Gilbert: I’ll Make A Man Out Of You, Mulan

I mean … what else is there, really?

Enzo I’m not dignifying with a song. Tyler, I have no idea what song I would give him. Alaric, same thing.

I was pretty busy this week, so l forgot to post this Slayers fanart that I made on my smartphone. Anyway it’s here.

I’m not a big Disney fan and since I  was a baby I always found pretty odd that all ppl in the movies sang songs in particular the princesses. So when I drew this pic the first thing that came out at my mind were the Disney princesses and their songs.
I also thought that if Zelgadis was the guardian of Amelia he could stop her since Phil could see that dress as a bit embarrassing for a princess.XD

Note: the dresses of Otome no Inori are taken from CharaGumin figures and not from the animation series.