“Dammit, Mulder, cut the crap. What do you know about those marks, what are they?”
They square off, stare at each other. He knows she’s been assigned to debunk him. She knows this
is more than a routine case, that he knows more than he’s letting on. But she almost doesn’t want
him to tell her. If he tells her she’ll have to report it; she’ll have to let them know.
“So you can put it down in your little report? I don’t think you’re ready for what I think.”
She stops cold. Someone has thrown ice water on her. Her heart beats out: Does he know does he know does he know?
No. He can’t know why she’s really here. They’ve taken every precaution. He means the report she’s
supposed to give to Skinner like a good little field agent.
“I’m here to solve this case, Mulder,” she says, indignant. “I don’t know about you, but I’m here to
find the truth.”
(The lie blazes in her chest all the same.)
“Truth? I think those kids have been abducted.” He says it with such fervor, such conviction, and
she believes him because she knows.
Is this Ground Zero? Is this where it starts? Is this why he
brought her here, is the end closer than she realized, than they’ve all realized?
She pretends like she doesn’t believe him. She spins her skepticism, tells him something about the
forest, gets him focused on that.
ok i'm Fairly Certain this hasn't been asked yet. based on your interpretation of his character, do you think revali was born with a natural aptitude/talent for archery? or did he start out average and manage to claw his way to the top through years of dedication and hard work? on that same note, whats your take on how he views people who work themselves to the bone, yet never achieve the results they want? since rev doesn't strike me as a birb that gives out gold stars for a good effort
An important thing to consider is that as long as you’re practicing something the right away, it doesn’t really matter how you perfect it. Training in Judo to get back at a school bully is probably way less admirable and respectable than training simply to teach myself and improve my ability to self-defend in dire situations, but if the method is right then the learning will still happen.
I’m sure Revali’s situation was a combination of initial talent plus his burning desire to be the greatest. If he legitimately wasn’t just all talk, then at some point he began focusing on his archery out of a desperation to always remain ahead of his peers; that constant practice assuredly - over time - led to legitimate results.
I don’t think he seems like the kind of bird that would really pay attention to others unless he’s FORCED to (aka Link), so he wouldn’t notice the context that they had been trying for a long time but still hadn’t achieved anything great. As a result, his base assumption would be “If you’re failing, you’re not working hard enough”.
The time had come. You heard a knock and went to open the door to let Luke in while you finished up getting ready. Oh my! He looked really good. I mean he looked good everyday but he looked especially yummy tonight. He was wearing dark wash jeans that were just the right fit (you couldn’t wait to check out his bum) and a black button up shirt, sleeves rolled up, which was one of your favorite looks on a guy.
You realized you had just been staring so you choked out a hi then told him you’d be ready in a second. Luke just nodded.
As you walked back toward your bedroom, Luke was trying to recover. You looked absolutely stunning wearing a burgundy v-neck halter dress fitted at the waist then flaring into an A-line skirt that ended a couple of inches above your knee. You’d paired it with t-strap heels in black, wearing your hair up in stylish, messy bun with a few wisps of hair framing your face.
You returned, having finished up your makeup and grabbing a small clutch for your phone, ID, cash, and keys. Luke was still standing in the doorway where you’d left him, staring at you with his mouth hanging open. You walked up to him and used a finger to push his chin up closing his mouth. “You’re going to catch flies, Agent Alvez,” you said with a laugh.
Luke surprised you by placing a kiss just at the corner of your mouth. “You look absolutely gorgeous, Y/N. Just beautiful.”
You blushed and said, “You’re looking pretty fine yourself, Luke.”
His brain finally seemed to catch up and he asked, “Wait, did you just call me Agent Alvez?”
You were hoping he hadn’t noticed that. It was just a spur of the moment thing. “Um, yeah, I guess I kinda did,” you replied, a little embarrassed.
“I kind of liked it.”
You had been looking down, and jerked your head up to see a very mischievous grin on his face. You shook your head at him, pushing him out the door. He grabbed your hand on the way out of the building, holding it all the way to his truck.
You arrived at the bar, and was about to ask if Luke saw his friends when you saw a cute blonde in a colorful dress waving her arms. You pointed and asked if that was one of his friends. He gave a short laugh, then headed toward the blonde. You made a mental note to ask what that was about. For now, you followed him noticing the others gathered with the blonde woman. You also took a moment to check out his bum in those jeans. Yep, looking just as good as you had thought it would.
You arrived at the table, and the blonde greeted Luke with, “Hey, newbie. We were beginning to think you weren’t going to make it.”
“Newbie?” You asked Luke. He just shook his head, rolled his eyes, and said he’d explain later. You guessed that’s what that little laugh earlier was about.
Luke then made introductions. There was no way you were going to remember all of those names. But you nodded and said hi to everyone. Someone had already ordered shots so everyone took one. All of the ladies decided to hit the dance floor and dragged you along. You glanced at Luke, but he just waved you on your way.
You had a great time dancing with all of the ladies. You had been dancing for a while so you all decided to go back to the tables to check in with the guys and rest for a while. You had a chance to talk to some of them for a while, which helped you learn their names. You were fascinated with the tall, slender guy, Spencer. He could just start rambling facts about any topic, and you noticed you and Luke were the only ones hanging on his every word. You guessed he did that a lot. Rossi and Tara talked with each other about classic cars. Walker, who was actually newer to the team than Luke, mostly just talked to Emily, who was apparently also everyone else’s boss. Penelope, the blonde who had waved you over, continued to rib Luke, but he seemed to give back as much as he got. It was kind of funny, and you were definitely pulling more info from him later. JJ was such a sweetheart and showed you photos of her kids. You could tell she was a proud mom.
You had been sitting at the table for a while and really wanted to dance with Luke, so finally leaned over and asked him to dance with you. He nodded, and you led him through the throng of dancers. As you hit the dance floor, ‘Marvin Gaye’ by Charlie Puth started playing.
You put your arms around Luke’s neck while he placed his at your waist, and you swayed to the music.
“Woah, there’s loving in your eyes
That pulls me closer
It’s so subtle, I’m in trouble
But I’d love to be in trouble with you”
Luke grip your waist and pulled you closer.
“You got to give it up to me
I’m screaming mercy, mercy please
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on”
You leaned closer, nuzzling his neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist. There was no space between you, your bodies pressed together as you swayed together, completely oblivious to everyone else.
“Let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on
You got the healing that I want
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on, babe
You got to give it up to me
I’m screaming mercy, mercy please
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on
Just like they say it in a song
Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on
The song ended, and another began. The two of you continued to sway, not really paying attention to the music playing. Luke put his mouth to your ear. “Ready to leave?”
A chill shot down your spine at the feel of his lips on your ear. All you could do was nod.
You walked back to the table to say your goodbyes. Apparently, they had noticed the two of you on the dance floor because several of them had raised eyebrows and smirks on their faces. No one said anything other than goodbye making you sigh in relief. You grabbed your bag, then linked hands with Luke.
The ride back to your apartment complex was filled with sexual tension. You were still holding hands, Luke rubbing circles on the top of your hand with his thumb. You didn’t know exactly how this night would end, but you knew you and Luke would definitely be more than neighbors or friends.
Luke walked you to your door. You unlocked it, and making a quick decision, pulled Luke into your apartment. He kicked the door shut behind him, reaching for you. He pulled you to him, and placed a light kiss on your lips. That was all the encouragement you needed.
You deepened the kiss, pulling him towards your couch. His lips were just as amazing as you’d imagined they’d be, soft and plump. You fell back onto the sofa, pulling Luke on top of you.
You continued kissing, then Luke dropped his head down, kissing and nibbling your ear and neck. You pushed your fingers through his hair, which was so soft, and pulled his mouth back to yours.
Luke began to run his hands down your body, stopping to squeeze your hips, then continuing down your legs. He found the hem of your dress, slipping a hand underneath and caressing your thigh.
You had moved your hands from his hair down toward his back, lightly scratching his neck with your nails causing him to moan. His hand continued to travel up your thigh. When he reached the top of your thigh, his hand moved to the back of your thigh and slipped higher, squeezing. You groaned, sliding your hands down his back and pulling him closer to you.
In your mind you were thinking you should slow down, but everything felt so good. His hands felt wonderful, caressing your body and making it very difficult to have a coherent thought. And did you mention those luscious lips of his?
You both finally had to come up for air. You both lay there, breathing hard. Luke must have sensed that you were hesitant about continuing because he sat up, pulling you with him. He sat in the corner of the sofa, pulling you to him so that your head rested on his chest. You sat in silence for a moment, him rubbing your shoulder while you cuddle up next to him.
Finally he said, “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to rush you.”
“Oh god. Luke, no. You didn’t rush me. I…I was enjoying the moment, but I…I guess in the end I do want to take it slow. We’ve only known each other for a couple of weeks, and I don’t want to screw things up by rushing this. Does that sound stupid?” You asked, looking up at him.
Luke smiled and pushed a stray hair out of your face, “Of course it isn’t stupid. I actually feel the same way. I care a lot about you, and I definitely want to see where it goes. We can go as slow or fast as you want.”
You laughed, and he realized how the last thing he said sounded and laughed too. You raised up and kissed his cheek, saying, “I care about you too, Luke.”
I want Tsurugi to be normal. I hope he can be saved by The Mother. Touma si such a devil lol
Nooooooooooo! Shit son Imma have to bring out my Touma Protection Squad Hat. By no means am I stating that Touma is a good person, but christo he has his reasons even if they’re not as up front and centre like Tsurugi’s are.
Touma’s essentially been through many of the same things Tsurugi has, or would have been through had Touma not pulled him out. Although it’s a bit shadowed, it is revealed that Touma was abused as well in his youth and to a fair extent as well.
Case and point:
The difference is that unlike Tsurugi, Touma didn’t have others to rely and had to use his own strength to climb out of things. It was through his own experience he realized Tsurugi needed help. My personal guess was that he could probably hear all the yelling and shuffling coming from the room next door. Part of me believes Tsurugi never really screamed or cried when he was hit and such after a point in time. Growing up, Tsurugi was taken away from that at a young age and stayed with Touma. So while he was still around it from what Touma dealt with, Tsurugi wasn’t directly being abused anymore–and he had his big protective bro to stay close to.
Touma had no one like this in his life, and sadly as a result fell prey to many of the effects of abuse. It is often that abuse victims become abusers themselves (especially if they grow up with it), because that’s how they know to interact. Touma is a pretty classic example of this, and while yes the way he treats Tsurugi is bad, it wasn’t always so malicious. He tried to help Tsurugi in the way he knew how to do so. He got Tsurugi out of a bad situation he would’ve likely died in, and gave Tsurugi his first bond in this world.
Personally, I would like to see Touma have some sort of redemption. While he is an ass that’s hurting my precious boy (and everyone else) I get that’s it’s not like… evil for the sake of evil. He’s got his reasons, and you can see the path of how he came to be. He’s like a character you want to hit, but at the same time you know he’s been hit plenty of times already.
Of course I’ll say all this, and the next chapter he’ll do something else to piss us all off again. Aaaahhh Touma, you are so complicated… You lost soul.
Apparently Scarlett talked about Chris on Howard Stern show. Do you know what she talked about? :)
Howard asked her if she has any friends in Hollywood and she said not much and that she still hangs out with her high school girlfriends. So Howard starts bringing up famous ppl he dines with, Scarlett mentioned Woody. Then later she brings up Chris and that they’re really good friends and worked together many times. She later joked to Howard asking if he wanted to know how Chris gets his suit on and off. Lol (because of course she would know😏😏😏)
They’re always in a tight spot, really. Ever since they decided to fuck off into space, play out some weird child-fantasy of Tommy’s, a lot of references to a Robin Hood with some added star pirate nonsense. And first, sure it was fun, but Noh Varr finds himself missing the quiet moments, he can’t remember the last time he wasn’t healing from some bump or bruise or more serious injury, and maybe this is just him getting old but he’s tired. He wants some good food and some music to dance to. Preferably with his partner-in-crime who is also sometimes his partner-in-life, and isn’t that weird and kinda circular, because they started bonding talking about Kate and now look at them.
Or rather, don’t look. Noh Varr wants to advert his eyes, as the alien who took offence to them boarding his ship gives Tommy a pretty solid backhand across the face.
And Tommy’s smiling still, split lip and all, and not for the first time Noh Varr wonders if this whole thing isn’t some sick attempt at suicide, except Tommy never looks more alive than in the middle of a fight (and it’s something he falls for, all over again, every time).
He’d asked once, after a particularly close call, and Tommy had gone all silent for a moment, long enough that Noh Varr worried he might have been right.
“Nah,” he says, finally. “Wrong twin for that. I’m not looking to die, okay? I’m just looking for ways to feel alive.”
It’s the most straight forward Tommy’s ever been, at least in regards to his own emotions. It threw Noh, left him speechless, not sure what words would be good for this situation, wanting to spit out ‘I love you’ but worrying it was the wrong time.
He should have said it when he had the chance. Why did he wait?
Tommy’s looking at him, and Noh Varr doesn’t like that grin.
“You love me, right?”
The captain is still shouting, but Noh Varr is no longer paying attention, he’s staring in shock at the human in front of him.
“Of course,” he gets out. He was never so easily made speechless before. It’s still not a feeling he’s used to. “Of course I love you.”
“Cool,” says Tommy, a casual answer that feels heavier in that mouth. Then he turns, hands pulling free of their bindings, and one starts to vibrate before it even touches the floor.
“No!” Noh Varr shouts, but it’s lost in the explosion.
He’s still wearing his helmet, which makes him one of the lucky ones. And their suits do have rocket boosters, which helps. It means he gets to Tommy fast enough to activate the boy’s own helmet, although not fast enough to do it while he’s conscious. His suit seems to have withstood the concussive blast, but Noh Varr is still on the edge of panic, because he can’t remember how long humans can live without oxygen, and he doesn’t know how long it took him to reach Tommy, and Tommy goes through air faster than most, and there’s no way he’s totally okay under the thin layer of his suit, and holy shit, did he really say ‘I love you’ for the first time just to blow himself up? What kind of nonsensical move is that?
“Idiot,” Noh Varr mutters, as he aims them at their ship. “Stupid, dramatic, heroic…” An Earth lyric enters his mind, as he floats towards his ship, carrying the body of his maybe-dead lover in his arms.
Ground control to Major Tom…
Made the grade indeed.
“I love you,” he says to Tommy, over and over again, as the hatch opens for them. “I love you, so you better wake up. I love you.”
It takes Tommy hours to wake up, weeks to fully recover. But that crack of one eye, crooked smile made even more twisted with the pain, and the choked out 'I know’ slows Noh Varr’s panic.
He knows that reference, after all. And that means maybe they can be okay.
believe he liked to tease him because he found out about Jian Yi’s feelings for Zhan.
Don’t think he wanted anything but friendship from him. Probably seeking
company or to trigger a response. He stopped making comments about his
appearance later on in the story. If he really was into Jian Yi, he would have
made the effort.
Exhibit A: He Tian’s compliments
Exhibit B: Misunderstanding of ‘hehe’
There are plenty of other examples that show He Tian being there for
Jian Yi as A FRIEND and nothing more (e.g. good listener, giving him advice, comforting
him, patting his head, defending him etc.).
It could be debatable whether it might have been lust then (often
confused with love) since it is purely physical attraction and has no lasting
effect, but I doubt it. I truly believe he just meant to joke around with Jian
Yi. He once mentioned something about his eyebrows being light/thin and that he
liked it or something. If he liked his eyebrows, how come he never complimented
Guan Shan’s then? I mean, he has some pretty thin ones as well haha. Goes to show
how much of a tease he really is ;)
Note:Please don’t take offense to this
post. I’m just sharing my personal opinion on the matter. Everyone is of course
allowed to have their own opnion. Just be respectful about it.
hey for anyone who cares, the reason i left this blog temporarily is bc my brother found it; i deleted my about and went thru my blog to delete posts that mentioned anything lgbt related.
i was outed and its not a very good experience even tho it did end well (i mean, i didnt exactly tell him but he knows now and theres nothing i can do about it, but at least he’s cool abt it and not like…violently homophobic) so i might not be online much, or maybe this blog would be more aesthetic-y bc i dont really want it to contain stuff that could out me to irl people who arent as accepting as my brother.
either way i dont really care if you unfollow or not; @mutuals who’ve been meaning to unfollow me for ages now this is ur chance (just softblock/hardblock me so i dont hav to manually look u up and unfollow u please!)
(Anti version of Ethan me & @i-totally-dont-suck-at-writing were working on)
Gear is a robot. This is kinda what he looks like & if you want more info on him, check out the account tagged. AYE! I can’t really write a good description for this character so gO CHECK THAT ACCOUNT OUT!
will probably also be posting a lot about the anti personalities we think of.
Tsukista TRI! School Revolution! Shuuto-kun as You is too beautiful, I’ve recently started to love him lol. Even I wanted a flower as an audience member*. I respect perfect Shuuto-kun’s dancing and acting! He looks really suited for Yoru’s hairstyle, and as I thought, Kai’s hairstyle… doesn’t look good on me lol.
*I’m guessing You hands out flowers to the people in the audience during the show, I haven’t watched it so I’m not entirely sure
I really want to get to know the Lord. I have been agnostic, but I feel recently like I'm being guided or pulled towards the bible. My problem is: There are certain parts of my lifestyle that may be considered sinful that I can't change at the moment (living situation, finances). I feel like a fraud. How can I worship god and knowingly sin at the same time? I don't want to wait till I'm more "perfect".
Well that’s a good thing, because God doesn’t ask us to come to Him only once we are “perfect.” He wants us come to him as we are, broken. If we waited to purse God only once we figure out how to be “perfect”, we would be missing the point of Christianity - that we NEED God. As humans, we all sin. Being able to recognize your sin is a really good start (and a sign of the Holy Spirit working in your life). However, if you are feeling conviction about something in your life, eventually something’s gotta give. Even though we are going to sin as humans (because becoming a Christian doesn’t make us “perfect”), we should do everything we can to run from our sin and run to God. We might not realize it in the moment, but continuing to choose our sin will harden our hearts and work as a barrier to us growing in our faith. But again, running away from our sin is a process and we need God’s help. If you don’t have a church family already, my advice to you would be to find one. If you feel stuck in a sinful situation, your church family may have the resources to get you out of it. God made us to desire relationships - with him and with others. You don’t need to go through life alone.
(If this didn’t fully answer your question, please feel free to come off anon and we can talk more. It’s hard to give the best advice without knowing specifics.)
What would Vader do if Luke died during the labour?
Firstly, not hand it well. Like the doctor
in charge is not going to be staying alive for much longer because Vader very
much ends up blaming them for not doing a good enough job and saving his son.
I think he would want to see Luke’s body.
Like with Padme he didn’t really get to process her death in a close way – he was
told she died and probably got to see her funeral from a distance. Also this is
his son who he thought was dead for most of Luke’s life only to find out he
wasn’t dead. He needs to see Luke’s body to really confirm for himself that
After the idea has finally settled in I
think he would end up consumed by grief. Like he would probably in a lot of
ways give up. He lost his son in the same way he lost his wife all those years
ago. So not only is he dealing with the grief of losing his son it’s dragging
up the grief of losing Padme as well. He probably doesn’t really see the point
of continuing on any more.
Lance is terrified to touch anyone when he’s like this, worried that he could potentially kill them. (he’s pure energy that can overpower an entire castle)
However Keith finds out during one mission that Lance’s touch is safe for humans, in fact it actually feels really, really good. It happens without anyone else noticing but Keith accidentally brushes against Lance and gets this weird tingling electric feeling from the contacts and is…intrigued.
Cue Keith constantly trying to touch Lance to get this effect again, and Lance being like, DUDE stop I don’t want to kill you! And Keith being like OMFG it’s fine! Shenanigans.
I like to think that Jack is so 110% that he can somewhat tell how Bitty is feeling based on the way his food tastes.
-Jack eating his sandwich with Marty, Thirdy or Tater (really anyone that is aware of Jack and Bitty)
Jack takes one bite, makes a contemplative face, puts down the sandwhich, takes out his phone and steps into the hallway. He returns 15 mintues later and continues eating as if nothing of significance occured.
“What was that about?”
“ Something was bothering Bittle so I just wanted to make sure he was ok.”
They ponder a moment for it seems whatever the issue, it has been resovled and prying isn’t a good way to talk to Jack. So they drop it and continued with their lunch.
This happens every so often and they start to wonder how suddenly in the middle of the day, Jack claims that something is “bothering” Bitty? One day someone decides to finally ask.
“If somthing is bothering Bitty why do you wait til you eat half your food before you call him?”
“I’m not always completely sure if he’s upset unless i talk to him directly or at least eat his food.”
“His food? Like what, it tastes bad?”
“No its still delicious, but different somehow. So i just call to check up. Usually its stress from school, so we talk through it and discuss how its going.”
“But how can you taste something like that?”
And Jack Laurent Zimmermann, as if someone casually asked 1+1? His response accompanied with the slightest shrug:
“He’s my boyfriend.”
Like what a silly question to ask?
Multiple sighs are released and heads hang low. Food is put down as eyes stare blankly at the ceiling. Some even have to leave, overwhelmed by Jack’s insane sincerity.
After practice Jack notices quite a few guys on their phones. Not meaning to, Jack passes and overhears variations of “Wondering how you day has been” And “Just thinking about you so I wanted to call and say hi.”
He doesn’t think much of it, (since it oblviously has nothing to do with him), and heads home.