it's true all we did was talk

anonymous asked:

there's something that i think we should all think about, remember how in Predacons Rising ,KO asks Bee when he can get an oil bath and BB was like "sure, just tell me what i want to hear", wonder did he ever get it? Like how was it that everything turned out okay cause those 2 agreed on a spa date


“We have been watching you people we know what you think and how you act all talk and no actions. People who are said to be brave or courageous are usually just STUPID. then they say later that they did it on purpose cause they are brave - when they did it on fucking accident. GOD everything is so corrupt and so filled with opinions and points of view and people’s own little agendas and schedules. This isn’t a world anymore its H.O.E. (hell on earth).”

Sassy Harry

There are a few classic sassy Harry moments:

“There’s no need to call me ‘sir,’ Professor.”


You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen-year-old boy to tell me how to do my job! It’s time you learned some respect!“

"It’s time you earned it.” said Harry.

But some of his sass is highly underrated:


“I know what day it is,” Dudley repeated, coming right up to him.

“Well done,” said Harry. “So you’ve finally learned the days of the week.”


“Only you said this morning you would have done it last night so know one could see..I’m not stupid you know!”

“You’re doing a really good impression of it!” Harry snapped.


“Congratulations, Harry!” she said, beaming at him. “I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How you feel now, about the fairness of the scoring?”

“Yeah, you can have a word,” said Harry savagely. “Good-bye.”


“Not as stupid as you look, are you, Dud? But I s'pose, if you were, you wouldn’t be able to walk and talk at the same time.”


“An interview?” repeated Umbridge, her voice thinner and higher than ever. “What do you mean?”

“I mean a reporter asked me questions and I answered them,” said Harry.


“This is night, Diddykins. That’s what we call it when it goes all dark like this.”


Yeah? Did he say you look like a pig that’s been taught to walk on its hind legs? ‘Cause that’s not cheek, Dud, that’s true…”


“Wow, I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life?” said Harry sarcastically.


“Warrington’s aim’s so pathetic I’d be more worried if he was aiming for the person next to me.”


“Well, I’m terrified now,” said Harry sarcastically. “I s'pose Lord Voldemort’s just a warm-up act compared to you three.” [..]

“You think you’re such a big man, Potter,” said Malfoy, advancing now, Crabbe and Goyle flanking him. “You wait. I’ll have you. You can’t land my father in prison.”

“I thought I just had,” said Harry.


“And they’d love to have me,” said Harry sarcastically. “We’d be best pals if they didn’t keep trying to do me in.”


“Are you out of your mind?” demanded Harry. “A plot to get this house? Are you actually as stupid as you look?”

Now with Part 2!

Shampoo with Sabriel ft Destiel
  • Sam: Alright, which one of you used the last of my shampoo? (drops empty bottle on table)
  • Dean: So, you called this meeting to discuss shampoo?
  • Sam: Damn right, I did! (pulls out Angel Blade) Now one of you is gonna fuss up to this crime. Then we can all part ways happily.
  • Dean: Can Cas and I go now?
  • Sam: No. Sit your ass down, Dean. (pokes him)
  • Dean: It's pretty obvious that the only other person who needs horse hair shampoo is Gabriel. (slowly sits back down)
  • Castiel: It is true that you both have gorgeous hair that would need to be washed a certain way. Plus Dean only ever troubles himself to go through your thin-
  • Dean: Baby, just stop talking. (whispers into Castiel's ear)
  • Sam: (turns to Gabriel and pokes at him with the Angel Blade) Gabe, did you?
  • Gabriel: What? I needed some! These tender locks you love yanking on while poun-
  • Dean: (covers Castiel's ears) Keep it kosher! There's a child in your presence!

Hey guys this is based loosely off of the movie Practical Magic, if you haven’t seen it, please please watch it. It’s ahmazziinnnggggg.

They had been locked away, kept hidden in the large, old mansion since they had discovered the gifts each girl held. Watched over by the two older woman they called their aunts, it was safe here, no one could get in, the house was charmed and barricaded.

They weren’t alone. No, they would never be alone, they had each other. Each girl carrying a vastly different personality,

There was Josie, fiery and determined. She loved to sing and would often use her powers to put on elaborate shows in the attic, her aunts and sisters, her always captive audience. Josie was African American but it made no difference to the other two little girls, she was their sister. Her mother had practically thrown her to the witches when she discovered her daughters unusual gift.

“You’re gonna be famous one day Josie, and I’m gonna create all of your costumes, you don’t even have to pay me!”

Veronica, classy and composed but also the silliest of the three, she was constantly playing pranks on the other girls with her powers, flying coffee cups, slamming doors. She was fun but she could be brutal when necessary. Her story was actually the most normal of the three, her mother and her had had an emotional goodbye when she was dropped off, it was for the best, hermione couldn’t handle her, but she never stopped loving her.

And than there was Betty, the beautiful blonde witch with the piercing green eyes. She was sweet and good, only using her powers for good, hardly ever for fun. She helped the animals outside, grew bountiful gardens in the green house and made potions for healing. Her story was probably the saddest. Alice cooper was her mother and she had died when Betty was six, she was the only mother who shared the wicka gene, rumors flew that she had died of a broken heart.

When Betty and the girls were twelve, Betty had vowed to never fall in love. As they stood in the attic, flowers and potions surrounding them, Betty brewed together a spell.

“I’ll never fall in love. I’ll never die like my mother, girls. I won’t do it.”

She chanted something slowly, as a spark lifted in the air.

Veronica and Josie came around and wrapped their arms around the watery eyed blonde.

While the girls weren’t permitted to leave the grounds, it didn’t stop them from sneaking out and finding solace in a back booth at Pops Diner. Giggling over burgers and milkshakes as they tried to hide from the other customers. The little witches weren’t welcome in the town and if anyone spotted them they wouldn’t be treated quite so simply.

They did this every week on Saturday’s while their aunts were out at solstice. The third week in, a group of three boys strolled to a stop in front of their table. Veronica was quick to turn on the defensive.
“Can we help you.” She said sassily.

All three girls were on edge, fingers sparking ready to fight.

The redheaded boy smiled
“I’m Archie, this is Reggie and this is Jughead, they’re my best friends.”

Reggie nodded his head

“We know you, you’re the witch girls who live in that huge mansion.”

Betty’s eyes caught onto the dark haired boy, behind the other two, his ears were bright red because of the bitter cold and she caught herself giggling at his messy hair. as josie, Reggie, Veronica and Archie conversed, she smiled softly at the nervous looking boy.

His eyes widened at her smile, but he returned it , a little shyly.

“Why don’t you sit with us? We don’t get a lot of visitors and we have like no friends” josie giggled.

The boys slid in, Jughead squeezing next to Betty.

The group talked and laughed, sharing stories and eating fries, until it was time to go. Promising to return next weekend.

Betty walked beside Jughead and smiled
“I’ll see you next weekend?”

He nodded smiling
“You got it bets.”

She giggled, turning to catch up with her sisters before turning back to him and smiling
“Oh and jughead?” He turned her way and smiled raising an eye brow.

Suddenly her hand was moving in the air and he was holding a dark grey beanie shaped like a crown.

“Stay warm, Jughead Jones”

And then she was off, skipping next to her sisters, her long, white skirt flying behind her.

He swore he fell in love with her in that instant.

Unfortunately for the three boys who had become smitten with the girls just after one short meeting, they never saw them again. The girls had been caught sneaking back in and were never allowed out again. Leaving three heartsick twelve year olds.

Years passed and the six children grew older, each bond growing stronger and stronger.

Every night Betty would stare at the flowers littering her bedroom, her room almost flooded with flowers, it seemed to be all she could do with her powers now, she always thought of the handsome boy she had met years ago. What was he doing now? Did he think of her often?

He did. Jughead thought of her almost all the time, no girl had ever had an impact on him. No girl ever made his heart flutter the way she did. They three boys had gone up to the old mansion so many times but it was impossible to get in.

Now they were eighteen , The tradition of going to pops on saturdays still rang true, and he caught himself staring at the back booth every time.

“I think about it too.” Reggie said, settling next to him. “The way they talk about them, the horrible things they say. None of its true, we know that. But we seem to be the only ones.”

Jughead nodded slowly, sinking into the booth and adjusting his beanie.

Something was different in the air tonight, everyone felt it, it was obvious. The tension seemed to grow thicker and Archie rubbed at his neck.
“It’s weird man, I just feel like something big is about to happen ya know?”

Both boys nodded as Jughead but into his burger.

Suddenly the chime of the doors rang and Archie’s dropped jaw caused him to turn around.


There they were, the three witches of riverdale. Standing in the doorway of pops.

They were beautiful, enchantingly so. It was almost unreal how gorgeous they were. They swept past them, taking the familiar booth they had sat in years ago. All three boys eyes were glued to that table.

It was deja vu in the best way, closing his eyes he could almost see the three tiny girls they once were, now replaced by beautiful women dressed in gorgeous gowns, clearly having come from somewhere not in riverdale.

Suddenly her sparkling green eyes caught on to his and realization lit them up, as she motioned to her other friends.

The three girls stood up and made there way over to the table Veronica smiling

“I’m Veronica, this is Josie and Betty, they’re my best friends.”

He caught her eyes one more time and she smiled.

Acquainted with the Night (15/16)

Summary: In a bid for the power born of true love, King Arthur binds Emma to the broken blade Excalibur.  Unbeknownst to him, Killian Jones is bound to the other half, having given himself over to the darkness in order to exact his revenge on Rumpelstiltskin.  He frees Emma from King Arthur’s control, sparking the beginnings of war between Camelot and Misthaven, and a quest to rid her of the darkness.  (No Curse AU)

Rated: M

Warnings: None

Words: ~4000

Chapter: Prologue, One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Epilogue

Notes: All my love and gratitude to @ripplestitchskein and @unfolded73 for their help with this fic.  Credit to @seethelovelyintheworld for the gorgeous banner.  Only the epilogue remains! I’m so sad to see this come to close, but also so grateful for your support. The epilogue will be posted on Wednesday.

Tagging by request: @natascha-remi-ronin, @the-captains-ayebrows, @maryvmassakre, @katealexandra26, @superchocovian, @vanyali07, @imhookedonaswan, @captain–kitten, @dreadpirateemma, @like-waves-on-the-beach, @fairytalesandtimetravel

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Chapter Fourteen

Emma watched, with both great sorrow, and great joy, as the world began to shift.

Aldan had returned from the Underworld with a single strand of Killian’s hair, and the seeds planted for a change of heart.  After she had quietly asked for a strand of Emma’s own hair, she had gazed longingly up at the sky, where the hands of Killian’s lonely mountain reached up towards the stars.  Then, they’d both watched, captivated, as the strands of their hair twisted together, two unbreakable threads of magic glowing brightly in the little bottle.  Emma had hardly been able to appreciate the moment, to dwell upon the fact that the love she and Killian shared was true, surmounting death itself.  The magic swirling in the bottle, it had felt alive, as much as he was not…  

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anonymous asked:

what makes Azula your favorite?

I’m just going to this as an opportunity to go in-depth about Azula’s character, in hopes that you will understand why I like her so much for her complexity and depth…

Okay, well, I’m just first going to establish her base personality.

Azula’s personality is all about control. She’s a great villain, and an even more dangerous leader at aged 14. That’s precisely because of her establishing control in every situation she’s in. She establishes her control in almost every situation, and we only see her lose control of the situation three times.

Namely in The Chase when she was cornered by Sokka, Katara, Aang, Toph, Zuko, and Uncle Iroh. And in this situation, she chose the bitch way out. Basically, she lost control of the situation and her first impulse was to escape this situation. Basically, her bitch way out was to attack one of them directly to distract the group so she can escape.

The next time we see her lose control was in Ba Sing Se, Crossroads of Destiny. Now, this is one of my favorite episodes. She was losing control of the situation when she was against Katara and Aang. Now, had Zuko not stepped in, she would have lost. Even after Zuko stepped in, she was still losing control with Katara. Katara had the upperhand again, had Zuko not stepped in she would have lost yet again.

The last time we lost her lose contol was of course, in Sozin’s Comet. She starts losing control of herself, not the situation. This whole losing control of herself took her whole character into a whole new route. It basically gave her so much depth, and because of that it caused people to question her whole character than answer it.

She establishes control and dominance in every situation she’s in. That much is visible in almost her every scene, but the most notable one for me would be when she was in Ba Sing Se taking it down. You see that when she got the opportunity to control the whole city, she took it. Long Feng and her are very similar. They both are less on the fighting, more on the manipulation but both are actually kick ass when it comes to fighting also. Basically, Long Feng starts out as a normal kid, growing in the Middle Ring of Ba Sing Se who had to crawl his way into power, until he became the Grand Secretariat of Ba Sing Se in which he took control of the whole city. The whole city doesn’t even know about the war, and he has control over the Dai Li agents. So much can be said about Long Feng’s ability to control situations… However, Azula’s control was JUST so much more. Long Feng achieved everything in years and years whereas Azula took over the whole city in less than a week! Now, she established her control and dominance in her interactions with Long Feng at the throne room. Where she said “don’t flatter yourself, you were never even a player.”

Now, onto her friends, and how she establishes control over them. Basically, she uses fear and manipulation. Not much can be said about Mai because she doesn’t exactly suck up to Azula, and went with her just because she was bored. Now… As for Ty Lee, that’s where Azula’s manipulation and fear is really visible. She uses fear to manipulate Ty Lee into joining her, and Ty Lee is obviously scared of her and is always trying to get into her good side by always sucking up to her. Although her friendship with them was not fake, it was based on sheer manipulation.

The next thing about her control is her fire as I’ve discussed in another ask. But I’ll discuss it here briefly. Basically, she has so much control over her fire that she can control its intensity while still bending it like the normal yellow-orange fire.

Second, I’m going to compare her to Zuko. Since Zuko was first introduced, we already know much about him. We already know that all his life, he’s had to struggle and that Azula didn’t(totally not true, and ill discuss that issue later), and basically we start seeing from Zuko’s perspective because he talked about her, and basically gave us the idea of how she was a person.

“And Zuko is her brother, they basically grew up the same, right? So, then, how did two siblings grow up to be so different?” that question is what first intrigued me about Azula. I wanted to understand her as a character, as a person. Mainly in Book 2, we see her from his perspective. But we first saw her from his perspective in Siege of the North. In Zuko Alone, we saw the whole episode was about Zuko. We basically see that Azula as a child has always been kind of a bully of some sort to Zuko. She always lies, she always is mischievious. But then, we also see that Ursa didn’t treat them the same way. Ozai also didn’t treat them the same way. So, we kind of see how these two diverge from each other.

As for why I think Azula turned out that… I think it’s mainly because of Ozai and Ursa. She has severe issues with both her parents, but she only seems to acknowledge her issue with Ursa. It’s established that Ursa favored Zuko, Ozai favored Azula. And, that took a toll on both of them.

Keep in mind that as kids you look up to your parent of the same sex. So, for Azula not being accepted by her mother messed her up. The same thing happened to Zuko, it literally fucked him up. The way Ursa treated Azula messed her up so bad, and she was only able to get her father’s acceptance got her to act as the Fire Nation’s heir to the throne. Personally, I think that because of Ursa not treating her as the “fire nation princess,” descriminated her, picked favorites… Then it got instilled in Azula’s mind that “ALRIGHT I am going to BE the Fire Nation’s heir. I AM GOING TO OUTDO ZUKO”

Another cause for this would of course be her father, Ozai. Ozai was an abusive father to both of them. It’s definitely not true that because Azula was favored that she had it easier than Zuko. In fact, to some degree, she had it worse. Being Ozai’s favorite prevented her from being with her mom. It prevented her relationship with her mom so much, that’s mainly why Ursa didn’t agree with Azula all the time. It’s because of all the ideas that Ozai instilled in her head.

So, basically, it’s Ozai who’s more at fault about Azula’s traumatic childhood, although Ursa is still to blame. They both were very shitty parents, but Zuko and Azula had different versions of the same parents. However, when Ursa left, Zuko and Azula were left motherless but Zuko still had Iroh whereas Azula completely lost the good influence in her life. Even then, Ursa wasn’t even a good influence to Azula in the first place, but she could’ve done something for her. I believe that in The Search Ursa realizes that Ozai raised Azula not as a daughter but like..  A basic henchwoman who he could send out to do the things he didn’t want to do and he had complete control of because she was his daughter. Anyways, Ozai didn’t teach her the normal things at all, how to make friends, and how to react to things.

And basically, the biggest factor that caused her fall was Ty Lee and Mai’s “betrayal” which is really more like them realizing her faults more than “betrayal.” But I suppose that their friendship really was real, but as soon as Ozai really took control of Azula, that’s when their friendship changed. I guess it turned more into like Azula being more controlling and using them like soldiers where they had to be loyal to her or else. Basically, Azula treats them like tools she could use, and that’s what she learnt from her father because her father treats her the same way. But the real cause of her spiral was that she couldn’t exactly understand that there’s anything more powerful than fears. Azula has always manipulated them by playing on their fears, and it has worked so well. And since she’s never exactly been showed love, she couldn’t understand why Mai would do that so she couldn’t react properly. I mean, I said a few paragraphs ago that Ty Lee sucks up to Azula, but you can see that it’s genuine admiration, but Ty Lee at that moment kind of realizes that Azula isn’t being friend to her. So, this is such a big moment for Azula because she lost her control over both of them. Like, they’ve been her friends her whole life, and she couldn’t do anything about it. There was nothing more powerful than what they felt at that moment, and Azula couldn’t exactly understand that.

Then, there’s Zuko who’s getting more and more powerful, and he’s not backing down anymore. So I guess that’s when Azula started losing it more and more just  because one thing went out of control.

Because yes, Azula does have a great ability to contol people, but she doesn’t know how to adapt to situations when she’s lost control because she lacks the other factors needed.

The factors she lacked were shown in The Beach. (I’ve already talked about this episode but I guess i’ll give an overview of my whole viewpoint of it) Anyways, in here, it’s given so much emphasis that she does not know how to be proper friends with people, she only knows how to manipulate them, how to control them. And you can see that she TRIES so hard, but it’s totally out of her control and she doesn’t know how to adapt to it at all. And that episode was not filler at all because you get the hint that there really is more there than Azula the villain when they’re all around the campfire, talking about their own issues. But Azula accidentally blurts out her own issues.. But shrugs it off, saying “oh but i dont really care lol” but she does. And I guess this is foreshadowing her downfall, wherein her mother’s hallucination kinda of pushed her more out of control because she doesn’t know how to deal with situations out of her control, so she went bonkers over it in the finale.

tl;dr her character kinda had the most realistic downfall of any other villain, and at age 14 she was a remarkable character with so much depth and complexity. her introduction was very very intriguing and so it kinda made me so interested in her that it made me ask complicated questions like “how did her and zuko turn out so differently”, “why was she like that” and many many other questions which i chose to answer as i was watching the whole show. Analyzing and reading her was the best experience. I could go on and on about her characteristic being so intelligent and militaristic and always being the better child blah blah but that would just drag this already really really long post

Anyways, thank you, anon for giving me a reason to discuss Azula’s character because everything about her makes her my favorite!

Gaston x reader: I'll Pass — Part 2

A/N: I’m not gonna lie, I truly don’t know if I like this. I wanted to add some parts with gastons pov but couldn’t figure it out, so I think I’ll do a lot of his pov next part? I’m also grateful for all the feedback this is getting, and I’m not sure how many parts this will be.

Tags: @with-a-hint-of-pesto-aioli @withouthannah @hemmingbaes

The days following Gaston’s surprising decline of your dinner were….different. To say you were astonished was an understatement. When he told you he’d rather ask you to dinner and have you genuinely accept the request instead of making it a one time thing to get him off your back you had stood there, mouth agape and positively frozen with shock. The market around you, or at least the people close enough to hear, had gone silent as well. After an uncomfortable amount of time with no reaction from you, Gaston had kissed your knuckles, bid you adieu, and left.

Now you continued your routine, just, differently. At first, Gaston didn’t appear by your side as much. You had some time to enjoy yourself but you found you couldn’t. You were defensive and stiff, expecting him to jump out of thin air and hound you for dinner again. Eventually, he started to show up more frequently, only sometimes he’d stop talking about himself mid sentence and ask you something about yourself. Or he’d greet you and simply walk in silence, observing you. Some part of you appreciated this, another part worried. It worried when you saw him talk to another woman, or when the Bimbettes followed him and cried for attention. You realized you were scared you’d lose his attention. After so many months avoiding him, snapping back, and even ridiculing the other girls who stared at him with big eyes, you were beginning to do the same thing. It never occurred to you that you might’ve just been playing hard to get, and that you might’ve played just a little too hard.

Finally, sick of being confused and letting your worry fester inside, you marched into the castle and sought out Belle. It wasn’t hard, she was reading in the library, with the prince beside her. They looked up as you entered, face flushed and screwed with anger. Prince Adam shivered with fear, cast a glance at Belle, and quickly left the library. Belle marks her place and waits patiently as you slump, overdramatically, into the previously occupied chair.

“Belle!” You cry, throwing your head back. “What am I going to do?”

“Does this perhaps have something to do with Gaston?” Belle asks, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.

“It has everything to do with Gaston!” Your voice is laced with despair so genuine, Belle starts to actually worry. “One moment he’s hounding me to go to dinner and marry him and cook for him, the next he’s giving me space and asking about me. Me, Belle.”

“Wait, wait, start from the beginning,” Belle interrupts before you can’t rant any further. “And try not to get riled up.”

With what seems like one breath, you quickly tell Belle what had transpired. You’re arms move wildly and voice raises octaves as you recount the tale, and Belle has to mask her concern at your appearance. Your face is red and there’s bags under your eyes, as though you’d slept fitfully for several days. Your hair is strewn up into a lazy bun, much different from the neat hairdos you preferred when working. As you finish, you’re out of breath and looking at Belle with watery eyes.

“I don’t know Belle.” You say, so softly Belle nearly misses it. “I thought I’d be happy if Gaston ignored me, but now I fear I want his attention.”

Belle clears her throat. She’s not entirely sure what to say for once. You two had so often made fun of him and his group of fans, and you had complained so much about his persistence, Belle never actually thought she’d be in this position. But from what you had described, this certainly was not the same Gaston that had tried countless times to marry her. And Belle had to admit, this worried her a bit too.

“Well,” She starts, picking her next words carefully. “It sounds to me you need to talk with him, privately.”

You know what she means when she raises her eyebrows and it fills you with nerves. You begin to shake your head and say, “Oh Belle, I can’t. I just can’t, not after what I’ve gone through to stay away from him.”

Belle sighs. She rubs the bridge of her nose before retorting, “Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you went and fell for him. You know talking to him is the only way to positively figure out your feelings. Maybe this is all just you being over dramatic from the sudden loss of his overbearing presence.”

You breathe deeply, biting your lip and picking at your dress. “Yes, yes….I suppose so.” You whisper mostly to yourself.

You stand, starting to move toward the door. You begin to nod, saying, “Yes, alright, I’ll go talk to him.”

Belle bids you good luck and sees you to the main doors, where you leave, still silently encouraging yourself. When you mount your horse Belle takes a good look at your face. Your eyes are narrowed in conversation and your lips move gently as you murmur. As you turn away Belle quickly calls out, “Don’t be afraid to spruce up a bit, just in case.”

You glance sharply at her, frowning, and Belle waves with a grin as you spur your horse into a run. She sighs, finally letting worry settle on her features when a hand settles on her back. Jumping, she turns to see Adam, who smiles down at her. Belle leans into him and whispers, “I’m afraid how she’ll handle this.”

“She’s a big girl, she can take care of herself just fine.” Adam reassures.

“Yes but, we all saw this coming, didn’t we? Shouldn’t we have warned her?” Belle responds.

To this, Adam has no answer. Belle was right, the signs were there and everyone saw them except for you. The nights you spent hours talking about a Gaston and the way you seemed to light up when he was mentioned. Your mind did its best to shield you from your true feelings, but they were coming around to bite you.

“She’ll be fine.” Adam says. “She’ll be fine.”

oncecrazy  asked:

So there's this person on Twitter at the screening tonight claiming your friend is lying and we'll be disappointed if we believe that Snow and Charming find out that Hook is Emma's happy ending. A lot of us are confused as to what's going on. Any help you can give in verifying it's true would be greatly appreciated! Tumblr doesn't let me include links, but her handle is @johnsfkennedys

I actually clarified this in the bigger post because my friend was in hysterics and all I saw them text was “THEY WERE DESTINED FROM THE BEGINNING AND THEN JUST SPOUTED OFF which is what I wrote word for word” and then we had a calm talk just now and it’s what I wrote. Basically Snowing sing a song and that song is the song that carries Emma through her childhood. 

In the present day when Emma sings her song, she recalls what her parents did(with the help of Henry). Which was basically all those songs her parents sang were carried in her heart. The EQ takes their songs in the past.  Blue Fairy tells Emma in the present that EQ couldn’t take the songs, because they’re in her(Emma’s) heart. And it’s at that moment Emma realizes she was never alone. Then she sings her song to Snowing and Hook. So yes Hook and Emma was always destined from the very beginning, but we all knew that.  

Sorry about the misconstrue, my friend was in big hysterics after the episode. 

at this point, it’s like…. the damage has been done. even if the season somehow comes up with an half-assed solution that magically solves everything and allows sana to keep her dignity intact and gives her the justice she deserves, it doesn’t make the other scenes disappear. 

  • sana constantly being ignored by her white friends
  • sana somehow jumping to the conclusion that her loving brother and his friends, who she knows and regularly sees bc they’re in her house all the time, have to be homophobic jerks? who unfairly beats up a 17 y/o so he receives a bloody nose?
  • isak dismissing her experiences with racism, reducing its impact on her life, talking over her; doing all of that while appearing as a hero and as her only “““““true friend”““““
  • following that trend, how all the racist remarks and micro-aggressions directed at sana, which we as viewers witnessed, is somehow completely forgotten in favor of a story about how “bossy” sana needs to go down on her knees and grovel for forgiveness for one horrible mistake that she did because of years of racism and micro- aggressions directed at her????
  • “stop trying to find hatred.” yeah, because we’re going around trying to find people who’ll ask us if we’re oppressed because of our hijabs or asking around for people who wants to spit at our brothers when we walk with them in public.

this show has already done way more damage than it can fix.

Can we all take a second to understand that during “Buffalord Soldier” Hiccup and others are likely up for over 48 hours bc Stormfly wakes him up, and he stays awake with her while also waking up Fishlegs to help and Snotlout to get the cure and then that day the other Dragon riders go looking for the Buffalord literally all day and night like they really went all out for her that is true friendship

arz: “work hard and you will achieve your dreams”

also arz: once we get 15k subs we’ll post our first YouTube vid and reveal the name of our channel

I’m sure your ex(boyfriend) would have loved to send out a tweet saying that if he got 15k subs he would post his first cover but he did this thing called work hard for it

anonymous asked:

Before shit hits the skan (skam fan), can we talk about how amazing isak and even's apartment is? It's so cozy and them. You can just tell that two boys who are in love live there, just the little of what we saw. I love the fact that they have a table the size of my toilet seat but a huge flat screen tv. I absolutely love the color palette and how calming it is. I love that they have a balcony and leave the door open when it rains and thunders. I could go on&on! It's so small but it's there's</3

hey lovie! ummm, absolutely we can talk about this. I love their cosy little space so much, and I love how you say this, two boys who are in love live there, because that really is just so true. it felt very, hmm, them, you know? and very theirs! I am just so, so thankful that Julie did this! she really didn’t have to show their place, but she did, for all the people who had Isak’s back last year, and who rooted for him and Even, and who love them! they really put so much effort in it, especially when you consider they were only going to use it once, and I’m so thankful! I’ve never felt so seen as a viewer, I just love Julie so.

George Harrison - “All Those Years Ago” - Somewhere in England

The “All Those Years Ago” single (its B-side was “Writing’s On The Wall”) was released in the UK on 15 May 1981.

Q: “Did you start writing ‘All Those Years Ago’ before John was killed?”

George Harrison: “Yeah, I did.”

Q: “The lyric - where you jump from Lennon being ‘weird’ to God and the reason we exist - always puzzled me.”

GH: “It is a strange choice of words. The way I saw it was, I’m talking all about God and he’s the only reason we exist - now that’s something I believe to be true.”

Q: “Were you saying you were weirder than John?”

GH: “No, no, no. What I was saying is there’s all these weird people who don’t actually believe in God and who go around murdering everybody, and yet, in the broad sweep, it’s like they were the ones pointing fingers at Lennon, saying he’s a weirdo. Sometimes my lyrics get a bit abstract in place - I get so many thoughts coming from different angles, I’m not sure if they come across right. But I think that’s what I was trying to say.”

- Creem, December 1987/January 1988

everyone thinks that just because you don’t talk about something it means your over it, but I find that the things you don’t talk about are usually the things that either mean the most or hurt the most.
and you were both.
my friends tried to get me to talk about it, asked me what happened, asked me if we still talked. everyone thinks, that because i said nothing it meant I felt nothing but what they didn’t know was that if I started talking about it, if I told them what happened,
how you loved me one day and you were gone the next, then i wouldn’t stop talking about it and I wouldn’t stop crying about it.
and people tried to make jokes, talked about how you were always talking too fast and how your hair was too messy and they told me how after the breakup I looked so much better but none of that mattered and none of that helped.
no one understood that I didn’t want to talk about it, I didn’t want to talk about your bad habits or the way you did your hair, and I didn’t want to hear that I won the breakup or you won the breakup or how it was your loss or my loss. I just didn’t want to hear about any of it. I wanted to ignore your existence. I wanted to forget all of it, because I couldn’t even get your name out of my mouth without feeling like I was tasting poison. How was I supposed to talk about any of it when I couldn’t even say your name.
Pretending like I didn’t know you was so much easier and no body understood that. Everyone thinks I’ve moved on and I’m way past it but I’m so far behind. I still feel the same way I felt 5 months ago when you told me you didn’t love me anymore. I still feel the same and I still love you and it still hurts. And everyone says talking about it helps but I don’t know how I’m supposed to talk about it when I can’t even say your damn name. I don’t know how to move on. All i know is to live my life like we never met and although thats helped a lot, its not true because we did meet, and we were something and now I’m a fucking mess because of it.
—  “Just talk about it”
The worst | C.H

Summary: In which Calum had a hard time adjusting to lvining without Y/N 

Request: Yes Paring: Calum + Y/N 

 Rating: Some swear words, faint smut. *** 




God he missed her. Her scent Her touch Her body He needed her. But she wasn’t his anymore. A few months ago, Calum and Y/N got into a stupid fight over something he couldn’t even remember anymore. “What the hell was it?’ He thought.
*** ”Oh come on Y/N it’s not even that bad!“ Calum would yell, trying to dismiss the severity of the situation in front of him.
“What the fuck are you taking about? of course this is bad Calum you’ve broken the fucking television!!” “Okay but look on the bright side, you can finally get me to go out with you!! I can’t watch football anymore.” “Calum you’re supposed to want to go out with me anyway!!” 
“Why are you always so picky Y/N?! I said i’d take you out!!” 
“Okay Calum but it’s the way you said it!” “How’d I say it?” 
“You said it like you didn’t care Calum!!” 
‘Oh, yeah, that was it.’ He remembered. Calum got up off his place on the couch and walked to the fridge, grabbing a beer from the six back- now five back if beer.
’Shes not yours anymore’ he tried to remind himself’
“Hey cal.” A flirtatious voice spoke from as it came from out of his bedroom.
’Oh shit’ Calum thought as he mentally face palming himself.
Calum had somehow seemed to have forgotten that he had slept with some random he had met at a club last night. He needed something to get his mind off of Y/N. 
“Hey Linda.” He spoke nonchalantly. “It’s Lindsey.” She giggled as she walked up to him and grabbed his face with one hand, and his shaft with the other. 
“Baby I’m bored.” She sighed as she pressed her lips against his, kissing him demandingly.
Like always, no kiss with Lindsey, or any other girl he had managed to take home was like Y/N’s. Y/N’s kisses where warm and inviting, weakness and desire would fill their bodies as they shared that small moment of intimacy, but kissing Lindsey was just annoying.
“Okay. Then go to your boyfriends house.” Calum spat as he pushed her off of him.
Fortunately for Calum, Lindsey was a fuck buddy for her. She’d come over when her boyfriend pissed her off and she was horny, which Calum didn’t mind; wasn’t like it actually meant anything.
“Don’t you wanna fuck cal?” She whined as she shook her bare hips. She was wearing nothing but Calum’s over sized tee shirt- wait why the hell was he wearing his shirt? 
“Why the fuck are you wearing my shirt?” He asked as he continued to drink away at his beer. 
She looked down at it and giggled, “Well I got cu-” “I don’t really fucking care what you got on it. Take that of and don’t put it on again!” He yelled.
Normally he wouldn’t have cared, but that was an old band tee shirt of his that Y/N used to wear. *** 
“Y/N Is that my shirt?” Calum would ask, making her smile and bite her lip. 
“Maybe… Why do you want it back?” “No!! You look perfect in it.” He’d smile. “But, I’d personally prefer it on the floor next to your panties but, it’s whatever you’d like baby girl.”
“Okay. Fine ill take it of.” Lindsey sighed as she walked back to the room. 
Soon as she walked out out the room, Calum got a text from Sarah. 
‘Miss me babe?’ She texted with a nude attached to the bottom. 
“Yeah you wanna come over to the hotel later? Maybe around like 10:00?” Calum replied.
“Mark wants me to come over… So I guess I’ll see you later” Lindsey said as she came back to the living room fully dressed.
“Yeah that’s fine.” He nodded her off and she smiled and left. 
“Hopefully we can fuck like we did tonight, tomorrow night. Bye baby.” She spoke as she kissed him on the cheek and walked out of the flat. After about two hours alone, Calum hood could officially say that he was drunk off his ass. 
He had some how managed to finish the whole pack of beer and was now texting half of the girls in his phone.
“Hey I just wanna see if your up for a threesome tonight?” He texted, immediately getting a response from the girl. “Calum I told you I had a family dinner tonight.” The girl, Maya responded. 
“Fine I’ll see you at work then, yeah?” 
“If course 😏😏💗” She responded quickly, ending their short lived conversation. 
After that, Calum found that he was out of suitable candidates who would actually probably want to come over, and he couldn’t think of why he, at this very moment wanted to call Y/N.
He pressed his messaging app and quickly clicked on his conversations with Y/N 
His last message was a few weeks ago asking Y/N if she could get some cookies from the store, she replied with something sassy of course and Calum did nothing but laugh. ‘Maybe I should call her?’ He thought to himself, and without as much as a second thought, and he pressed ‘call now’ The phone rang twice and Calum though he should probably hang up, but before he could do that Y/N’s sweet voice rang through the end of the phone.
“Hello?” She spoke, a deep sleep lacing her voice. “I’m sorry Y/N.” He blurted out with a slur.
“What? C-Calum are you drunk right now?” 
“I’m just gonna g-go out and say this.” He hiccuped, “I’m just saying Y/N you could do so much better than that guy.” 
“Cal its three in the morning.” “Have you heard that lately? That you could do better? Cause you totally could baby girl.” “Calum what are you talking ab-” “I’m pretty sure he just wants you for your body, sexual favors you can give him.” Calum spoke. He was honestly surprised that he was taking like this, he didn’t know why, or how he had managed to say all this; but damn did it feel good.
“I know you missed the time we used to have.” 
“No I don’t,I love him Calum.” She spoke, but Calum knew that wasn’t true. “I really do.” “Hm, well. If you loved him so much baby, why’d you pick up the phone?” “Because-” She half way responded, he knew why she picked up, just like she did. “Cal can I, can I come over?” She asked, and Calum’s face lit up.

“Of course.”
kieran for all your dragon age needs
  • @Alistair: Mother talked about you. You're... human, but not quite human. Your blood is older, and more powerful. Why are your ears not like the mage in the library?
  • @Solas: You feel familiar. Did we met already? It must have been a long time ago...
  • @Blackwall: They say you're a Grey Warden. But... it's not true is it? Your blood is not like theirs.
Heavenly Commentary: Prisoner of Azkaban
  • Lily: You're back. How's Padfoot?
  • James: ...He escaped.
  • Lily: I'm sorry, what?!
  • James: He escaped. Turned and slipped through the bars. Swam right off the island. Watched him do it.
  • Lily: Why?
  • James: Because he's innocent?
  • Lily: He's always been innocent. Why now?
  • James: How am I to know?
  • Lily: I thought you guys knew everything about each other?
  • James: We used to. But these days the conversation is a little one sided.
  • ***
  • James: Happy birthday son.
  • Lily: Happy birthday Harry. We love you so much. And we're so proud of you...
  • James: Shh it's ok...
  • ***
  • James: Oh crap. Marge is coming. I hate this woman.
  • Lily: We all do. But at least he'll go to Hogsmeade.
  • James: One way or another.
  • ***
  • Lily: ...What did this bitch just say about me?
  • ***
  • Lily: Bad blood?!? I'll fucking kill this bitch.
  • James: Evans calm d-
  • Lily: No one talks about my boy like that!
  • ***
  • Lily: Ha! Serves you right, you pathetic creature!
  • James: True but him walking around Surrey with his stuff isn't the best of outcomes.
  • Lily: He'll be fine. He's survived worse.
  • James: I forgot you get like this.
  • ***
  • James: Was that...Padfoot?
  • Lily: I think it was. Why did he come to Harry?
  • ***
  • James: Three hours on the run and he walks right into the minister. He's not a good criminal is he?
  • Lily: That's a good thing. Why does Fudge seem fidgety? And why not press charges?
  • ***
  • Lily: He fell asleep with his glasses on. So adorable. My baby.
  • James: He'll be ok for a few days. I'm going to see if I can find Sirius. Maybe find out where he's going.
  • Lily: Ok be safe. Don't die.
  • ***
  • Lily: He looks so happy. Under the sun, surrounded by people.
  • ***
  • Lily: Any luck?
  • James: None. What's he been up to?
  • Lily: Enjoying freedom. Spent the last few days ogling a new broom. Best in the- James come back here!
  • ***
  • James: So they think Sirius wants to kill Harry? Are they stupid?
  • Lily: Given that they don't know a rather key piece of information, it's actually the logical conclusion.
  • James: No, they knew how close we were. They should have known he'd never betray us. And what's with "he's at hogwarts"?
  • Lily: That caught my attention too. It's possible he is actually after Harry. But to tell him the truth.
  • James: But like you said. Why now?
  • ***
  • James: Moony? He's teaching?
  • Lily: He looks so old...what happened to him?
  • James: He thinks one of his best friends killed the other three.
  • Lily: He's been so alone all these years.
  • ***
  • Lily: Why is the train stopping? And why is it getting colder?
  • James: How?
  • Lily: Frost on the glass. Oh my. Dementors. Why are they-
  • James: HARRY!
  • ***
  • James: Scream? Who screamed?
  • Lily: No one.
  • ***
  • Lily: I imagine Sirius is the Grim she is referring to.
  • James: I think so. You know, she looks like a crazy old lady but she's pretty talented.
  • Lily: She saw a big black dog and thought 'death omen'.
  • James: Yes, but she still saw the dog.
  • ***
  • Lily: How stupid do you have to be to insult a hippogriff?
  • James: About that stupid.
  • ***
  • James: If Harry is told that Sirius got us killed then he'll go after him.
  • Lily: I know. But Padfoot isn't the bad guy. So Harry isn't in any danger.
  • ***
  • James: Look at that greasy haired bastard. Look at his eyes. He's terrified of what Moony will tell Harry.
  • ***
  • Lily: Padfoot did that? Why?
  • James: This makes no sense. He came to Hogwarts to get into Gryffindor tower? What the hell?
  • Lily: How did he get in the castle?
  • James: He's a marauder Evans.
  • ***
  • James: Recognise and kill werewolves; you...aargh!
  • Lily: When did he become so awful?
  • James: He was always like this Lily. Just never to you. Natural born death eater.
  • ***
  • Lily: I'm fairly certain that was Sirius in the stands.
  • James: Probably. It's a good ga- Dementors!
  • Lily: HARRY!
  • ***
  • James: The broom...
  • Lily: You're more worried about the broom than the boy!
  • James: He's fine. But the broom...
  • ***
  • Lily: Please no...
  • James: It's you screaming. He hears you.
  • Lily: He hears me James I can't take it! It's not right! IT'S NOT FAIR!!
  • James: Sshh...
  • ***
  • James: That's my map! Those little ginger geniuses! They've given Harry the map!
  • ***
  • Lily: He's listening to everything. Look at his face. It's killing him.
  • James: He may never know the truth. Only Sirius and Peter know what truly happened.
  • ***
  • James: He's so...angry. He hates Sirius so much.
  • ***
  • Lily: Isn't that the new broom? James?
  • James: ...That's...the sexiest thing I've ever seen...
  • Lily: You're forgetting that night when I wore that little red thing.
  • James: ...No I'm not.
  • ***
  • James: Strip it down?!? What the fuck?!?
  • Lily: Calm do-
  • Lily: Why don't you ask him. Then ask him if he'll wear that red thing for you because I won't.
  • James: That's so- wait what?
  • ***
  • James: He...he heard me?
  • Lily: Oh god, he's crying.
  • James: We all are. I used to hate that our son didn't know what we sound like. Now I can't think of anything else I want more.
  • ***
  • Lily: Are you serious? Harrys patronus is YOU?!?
  • James: Our boy has style. Don't be jealous.
  • ***
  • Lily: Why the hell is Padfoot attacking Ron?
  • James: He didn't actually attack Ron.
  • Lily: You know, you're right. Let's throw him a parade! Why is your friend being so STUPID?!?
  • James: Why is it that whenever he does something stupid he becomes "my friend"?
  • ***
  • James: I should've let Snape die. We'd all be much happier. And alive.
  • ***
  • Lily: WOOOOOO!!! GO HARRY!!!
  • ***
  • Lily: What did she say?
  • James: That Voldemort is coming back...but that's not possible.
  • Lily: He never actually died did he? Albus himself said he's in Albania.
  • James: ...did you ever find out who made the prophecy about Harry?
  • Lily: No...
  • ***
  • James: Padfoot what in Gods name are you doing?!?
  • Lily: Ouch, he just broke Rons leg.
  • ***
  • James: Sirius mate, you look awful.
  • ***
  • James: He's choking Harry!
  • Lily: What the fuck Sirius!
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh Harry. Please don't...
  • ***
  • James: Moony! Thank god!
  • Lily: Where is who?
  • ***
  • Lily: What the hell is happening?
  • James: The rat? Why the
  • Lily: James?
  • James: It's Peter...
  • ***
  • Lily: How is that possible?
  • James: I don't know but it's him...
  • Lily: How did you not recognise him!
  • James: Oh I'm sorry! Forgive me for not assuming every rat I see is the man who betrayed us.
  • ***
  • Lily: What the hell Severus?!
  • James: Your boyfriend is actually insane. He's actually lost his shit.
  • ***
  • James: Hello Peter.
  • ***
  • James: Don't kill him!
  • Lily: Harry is way ahead of you.
  • James: He really is remarkable.
  • ***
  • Lily: Harry live with Sirius?
  • James: That's amazing! They'll be so happy!
  • Lily: He'll never get any homework done!
  • James: True but balance that with the lack of starvation.
  • Lily: Oh shut up.
  • ***
  • Lily: Moony! Padfoot!!
  • Lily: Padfoot won't be able to find him. It's over.
  • James: No! It can't be- that's Sirius. Harry wait!
  • Lily: So many Dementors...they're going to kiss him.
  • James: That's a patronus. That's me. That's Harry!
  • ***
  • James: They gave her a time turner? For classes?
  • Lily: Of course they did. Who wouldn't give a thirteen year old girl the ability to travel through time? Why did we come along for the ride?
  • James: I guess because Harry did.
  • ***
  • Lily: Dumbledore sent our son back in time to save a hippogriff and a man.
  • James: Our son AND Hermione. Which makes it much less impossible. Caution is in order.
  • Lily: Caution will have been in order.
  • James: What?
  • ***
  • James: So they saved one beast. Let's see if they can save the other.
  • Lily: Dumbledore planned this all along. You realise that right?
  • James: I do.
  • Lily: He takes too many risks with our boy.
  • ***
  • Lily: He thinks it was you? Why?
  • James: Because I look like my son. Harry conjured that Patronus.
  • Lily: ...I hate time travel.
  • ***
  • James: He's going to try to see his father save his past self without realising that it was in fact his former present self that saved his then future self.
  • Lily: It's like you want me to hit you.
  • ***
  • Lily: They did it. They actually did it.
  • ***
  • James: Your damn right I would've been disappointed Moony.
  • Lily: Yes yes and unfortunately he's TOO much like you. And now Remus is leaving again. I hope he'll land on his feet.
  • James: Cats land on their feet. He's a dog.
  • Lily: You're awful.
  • James: And he's incorrigible.
  • ***
  • Lily: He carries you within him. That's something.
  • James: That's...that's everything.
  • ***
  • Lily: Padfoot you're brilliant!
  • James: Hogsmeade and a firebolt. Clearly he's trying to be the favourite.
  • Lily: The favourite? He's the only one there.
  • ***
  • James: I was thinking...
  • Lily: About the prediction and Pettigrew? Me too.
  • James: He's coming back. And when he does he's going to go after Harry.
  • Lily: I know.
  • James: What can we do?
  • Lily: Nothing.

“Lord Buckley did a thing called ‘God’s Own Drunk’, and he was talking about love. ‘Love is like a beautiful garden. When you use it, it spreads. But when you don’t, it recedes,’ and it’s true. It’s really that in its simplest form,“ - George, 1979 interview with Jim Ladd

“I fell for her immediately. She is a very calming influence. She has been very supportive and we are blissfully happy together. I told her I didn’t want her doing all that typing. We started going with each other, and four years later we married.” - George quoted in The Mirror, 1 December 2001

“I think people change one another when they become husband and wife. He certainly seems happier than he was before. George and Olivia are very domesticated. They really vibrate on the same wavelength.- Mukunda Goswami, The Beatles After The Break-Up: In Their Own Words

“I don’t know if anyone really knows the secret of such a long marriage like ours, but we both had a bigger goal of attaining a spiritual success and I think that could be it. When you have a bigger goal in life, it makes everything else a little bit easier.” - Olivia, “I Will Miss Him Until My Dying Day”, Telegraph 24 January 2005