I’m still v emotional from today’s episode but also really wanted to post this because apparently, I missed not only one but two birthdays.
So first of all, very happy and very late birthday to the loveliest @bleulily!! I just wanted to say that I’m so glad we started talking and I love screaming with you about yoi, keep being your awesome self! 💕
Secondly, happy birthday to my sweet sinnamon roll Yuuri Katsuki. We’re all very proud of you <3
I’ve been working on my new Shadowhunters AU today and I thought
I’d gift you guys with a sneak peek.
So here is a snippet of Bane and
“Bane,” Alec had looked up to Magnus, “what are you doing here? Has a body been found?”
”I thought it could cure my boredom,” Magnus walked into the room giving a smile, “being here is… Always exciting.”
and today, when we’re cleaning the labs, that’s exciting,” Izzy rolled
her eyes, “I’ll leave you two alone, I’ve got to go see a Forensic
Artist about a coffee date,” Magnus watched as Izzy walked past him, he
turned to Alec and let out a chuckle.
“So they really are going to happen?”
”All the signs are there,” Alec nodded eventually, “nervous stutters, laughing at jokes that aren’t funny-”
”Do you think maybe they’re just jokes you don’t understand?” Magnus hummed playfully.
Alec pulled a face at Magnus and then headed towards the door, Magnus, of course, followed him.
know,” Magnus began again, “I think it’s charming, how you’re confused
by the living but enthralled by the dead. It’s oddly sweet.”
”That’s not exactly complimentary,” Alec responded.
“I thought you’d appreciate it.”
your comment on my lack of social skills?” Alec cocked his head, “or
the part where you make me sound like a necrophilliac?”
“Yeah, okay, I can see how that could have been insulting.”
I find it interesting (meaning hypocritical) that when Pillowtalk debuted at number 1 that there were so many in this very fandom downplaying it like he just rolled outta bed and landed at the top spot, nbd.
But now that other members of 1D have solo singles out, number 1 is the holy grail and you just have to have it. Ain’t that some shit? Seems like going number 1 is, in fact, a big deal. This coming from people who declared going number 1 in 80+ countries was somehow a “flop” mere months ago.
No shade on Niall or Louis. I’m so happy for the solo success they’ve had so far. They’re building my supergroup vision that I used to dream and rant about 2 years ago. I’m just saying, I wish people would be honest. Some 1D fans are so blatantly contrarian–it’s like a bunch of lil’ Trumps running around. They don’t give a fuck about the facts, the truth or fairness. And I wish fans would stop hating on any individual member of the unit that made it possible for any one of them to go solo. As always, these guys deserve better fans.
This popped up in my brain today, sorry for the sads. But revel in the fact that it’s canon that this happened, canon.
Caitlin had refused to go home even long enough to retrieve pajamas, so he’d given her a clean Pokemon Gym Leader t-shirt and a pair of Dr. Who boxers. She hadn’t passed comment on either one of the designs, even though normally she would have rolled her eyes for ages. She’d just taken them into the bathroom with her when she went to wash up for bed.
She was asleep now, her feet sticking out of the bottom of the quilt, her face burrowed into his spare pillow and her arms tucked up under it. He considered her position, thought he probably couldn’t sit on the end of the couch by her feet without waking her up, and tucked himself into the armchair as quietly as he could.
But she stirred. “‘ey,” she mumbled.
“Hey,” he whispered. “Sorry I woke you.” Across the room, his Lego Batman clock glowed 2:14 am.
“S'okay,” she said. “I wake up sometimes. You okay?”
My brother is dead, he thought, and it hit him like a punch right to the solar plexus all over again.
getting Mickey drunk. It wasn’t because it was easier to take advantage of him
or something gross like that (like some people seemed to think… coughLipcough), but because Mickey was so goddamn cute when he drunk.
Downright adorable, actually. Of course, Ian valued his head where it was,
placed safely on top of his shoulders, so he never said anything about it.
Fandom: Moana Category: Gen Relationships: Moana & Maui Word Count: 4,700
There is only one thing we say to Death: not today.
The first thing Moana hears is the sound of the sea.
Unbidden, a small smile springs to her face, and she rolls over on the mat beneath her back to curl more snugly onto her side. For several minutes, she is content to sit and listen; the life of a Chief is busy, and it is so rare that she can steal time to just feel the ocean. For all that Moana lives atop the waves, skimming the surf and feeling the breeze in her hair, it is always with an objective - to voyage to new islands, to trade with Tumu, to teach La’ei, to slay another beast of Saveasi’uleo. But in these scarce, precious seconds, she has time to feel.
Then she sits bolt upright, panic coursing through her veins. The mat beneath her back is no adornment of Motunui’s fale tele, it is a thick knotted weave of vines gentle against her skin. All around her, the air smells of lavender and honey, of blooming and life, and Moana recognizes the scent almost instantly as that of Te Fiti.