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Things I liked about the new Beauty and the Beast

(an almost certainly incomplete list, in no particular order, because there will almost certainly be lots of nickpicky complaining posts from me in the days to come, so I wanted to get some positivity out there first)

Belle being a tinkerer like her dad was cute

Honestly, for the most part the changes to LeFou’s character/arc worked for me, and Josh Gad did a great job with the part

Luke Evans also gave a great performance as Gaston. And the new take on the song “Gaston” really worked for me. 

While I have more to say about the larger choices in general and how they could have been improved, the moment where Maurice sees the talking cup and then just… calmly… runs the fuck away was hilarious

Belle planning to escape from the very beginning was a great character choice

The addition of the Harpsichord character was one I was really worried about before the move, and actually 1) he was a great character and 2) the added subplot of him and the Wardrobe being married and not having seen each other in years because they’re both large furniture trapped on different floors was fucking great added color and fleshing out of the world and the nature of the curse. It was done basically exactly right and only added to the story.

The addition to the curse that everyone in the castle was erased from everyone’s memories was a great fucking addition (more on this later. more on a lot of these points later, lolol)

That part where Babette is holding up the serving dish to create the spotlight to shine on Lumiere, but she couldn’t hold it steady, so he kept having to move into the spotlight, was so fucking cute??? What a cute gag?? I love it???

While I still roll my eyes hard at the inclusion of Romeo and Juliet in the film, and have thoughts about how the Beast’s literacy and other changes to the character affected the story, the part where he rolls his eyes at Belle and sticks out his tongue at the yucky idea of romance was fucking adorable

Mrs. Potts explaining that “They did nothing” while the Beast grew up to be who he was is exactly why they’re part of the curse was a good addition

As was Belle’s righteous indignation on their behalf, and general curiosity about the curse and desire to to something about it

(And I appreciate that, despite that, they didn’t tell her the nature of the curse, because to me that would feel really emotionally… coercive? manipulative? unfair? It’s unfair to put that kind of burden on someone. I appreciate them avoiding it)

Adding the “slowly becoming more inanimate” plot into the story from the musicals was a good call. It’s a good addition. It adds stakes. I liked that each small change was timed with a falling petal and the whole castle felt it. It really was a great way to flesh out the curse and increase the stakes of the ticking clock.

Belle’s dress at the final dance was rlllly pretty

anonymous asked:

#13 with nessian: " This wasn’t meant to be a date, but we’ve had such a good time and now it’s 2 a.m. and I should really go home…"

I don’t know how this ended up so feelsy? I’m sorry? I may have cried a little bit writing this. 

Nessian - Fluff, Hurt/Comfort - The Shining of The Silver Screen Makes My Heart Beat Faster

Nesta’s first suicide attempt took everyone by surprise.

Yet she survived. The worst part is having to see how deeply it shook those she loves - hell, even morons she’s only ever spoken foul to like Cassian had actually cried out in public when they’d visited her in hospital. She realises it isn’t just Elain who’d miss her. And whilst she recognises that she ought to be touched by their concern, she can’t help resenting it, knowing it will just be one more thing that holds her back the next time. Not to mention the fact that, because of their ‘touching concern’, she now has a personal bodyguard - AKA a stalker - protecting her from herself.

A personal bodyguard who is currently burying his face into her shoulder. “If you don’t like horror movies, you shouldn’t have come,” Nesta says, popping a kernel of popcorn into her mouth and chuckling to herself right as Jack Nicholson starts chopping down a door. “Don’t be such a baby,” she says, both to Cassian beside her and Jack’s wife, who’s sobbing hysterically about the fact that she’s about to get murdered by her psycho husband.

“Why did you make me watch this? What’s wrong with you,” Cassian pines, actually jumping in his skin when Jack starts hacking down the door. ‘Heeeeere’s Johnny!’ Leers the film, and Nesta can hear Cas mumble pitifully into the fabric of her shirt, “I fucking hate Johnny.” She does her best not to let on how hilarious he is making this for her.

“What else is going to be on at 2am other than horror films and porn?” Nesta retorts, glaring the second she sees a lecherous grin crack out on Cas’s face. “And fuck no, I’m not watching fifty shades with you.” No need to mention she already has a bootleg copy back home, currently slotted into her laptop’s disk drive. Suicides went to hell anyway apparently, so why not live life as a fucking piece of human garbage?

“Still can’t sleep, huh?” Cas asks, propping his chin up on her shoulder and looking right at her. She’s long since given up on enforcing personal space with him. Like a large dog eternally trapped in puppyhood, he always seemed to forget that she didn’t want a hug or a shoulder pat or a piggyback up the stairs. Not to mention his habit of keeping close to her, touching her, had been growing on her lately. It helps to keep her grounded; Not that she was ever going to admit that to him, of course.

“Not at night,” she says, staring at the cinema screen but not really focusing on the movie. “Once I’m out though, I never want to get back out of bed.”

“I know the feeling,” he says with a grin. She looks back at him with eyes that tell him that no, he really doesn’t.

Sighing, he steals a handful of her popcorn and picks at it thoughtfully. “Nothing make you want to get out of bed?”

“Sometimes. Sometimes things are good, once I get up. The meds are helping…” She doesn’t know why she’s telling him this, but it feels surprisingly natural. He’s been her near constant companion these past two months, since Feyre’s been away dealing with her psycho ex-boyfriend and Rhys has a world to save with his charity enterprises. Somehow in the midst of all the drama, Cassian’s become her one solid base in the centre of it all.

“I’ve started actually enjoying things again. Sometimes,” she confesses with a small smile, and for a moment the Ice Queen masks drops and she feels a warm, fragile glow in her chest. She hasn’t felt hope in a long, long time, and right now it’s just the tentative embers of a fire that’s long been out, but they’re there and they’re brightening, and right now the only person she wants to show these shy, tender new beginnings to is Cassian. “I had fun tonight,” she says, looking over at him as he finishes the last of the popcorn. “Actual, real fun.”

He looks back at her, swallowing - but that might just be the popcorn. “I- I’m glad my abject terror has amused you,” he says, struggling around his words, and she understands. When she talks about this, her illness, how sometimes she just wishes she was dead and none of this had happened, people get scared and don’t know what to say. Humour is often the best defense, and she doesn’t resent him for it. In fact, in what has recently become easier and actually genuine for her, she laughs.

“You were such a trembling maiden,” she says, smirking.

“I think I was rather brave,” he responds with an indignant sniff. “It went better than last night with the zombie movie. Thanks for holding my hair back by the way. That was too much gore for me. Shame too, I spent a lot on dinner.”

“I can’t believe you were in the military.” She sets the empty popcorn bucket aside and turns in her seat to face him. Despite the screaming and crying and hysterics on the big screen, she feels unusually safe, like those reborn embers of hers really are glowing softly in the space between them.

“I can’t believe you’d want to hurt yourself,” Cassian says, shifting in his seat so that he’s draped over the armrest next to her, so close now. His soft murmur can barely be heard over the theatrics on screen, but Nesta blocks everything else out, focusing solely on him. “You’re so unstoppable and ferocious and bright. I don’t think anything could ever - would ever dare - get in your way except you.”

She meets his eyes, studies his face, lit by the flickering, ever changing light of the movie screen. He’s not beautiful, not some Mr. Darcy come to be her knight in shining armour, but he is possibly the warmest human being she ever did meet. A dozen people have told her she’s an idiot for what she did, as if it weren’t an illness, as if she chose to feel this way. He’s only ever been there to hold her hand - not that she would ever let him.

“Cas,” she says, “can I kiss you?”

He reaches over to the armrest and takes her hand in his, his rough fingers lacing with her delicate ones. This time, she does not draw away. “My dear, impossible Nesta,” he leans his forehead against hers, his nose brushing against her cheek, “you may.”

Ask me ACOTAR prompts from here

anonymous asked:

Your ongoing series of what others would gain from Zutara is so fascinating and so very well done! Now I'd like to ask: what would Iroh gain from Zutara?

What Iroh would gain from Zutara

Iroh would gain a daughter who cares about his wellbeing because of her character:

Katara: Zuko, I can help!

Katara: Goodbye, General Iroh.
Iroh: Goodbye, everyone. Today, destiny is our friend. I know it.

Rather than because the plot demands it.

 A family member who makes his nephew smile:

Instead of smirk.

Become more at peace with himself:

Instead of less.

Who actively helps to reconcile Iroh with his nephew:

And who, in her debut, rescues a child:

Rather than treating a child’s fate with indifference.

In short, someone who values her family:

Sokka: When our mom died, that was the hardest time in my life. Our family was a mess, but Katara, she had so much strength. She stepped up and took on so much responsibility. She helped fill the void that was left by our mom.

Instead of scorning them.

He would gain a pai sho partner:

And a trusted White Lotus initiate:

Rather than yet more relatives:

Who should never be trusted under any circumstance.

 He would be related to someone who is spiritually inclined:

Rather than materialistic:

Zuko: Do you think you can find a fresh fruit tart for the lady, with rose petals on top.
Royal Servant: Excellent choice, sir.

Mαi: I guess there are some perks that come with being royalty. Though, there is annoying stuff too, like that all-day war meeting coming up.

And is a natural leader:

Instead of a follower.

He would gain someone with concern for social issues:

Mother: Earthbending is forbidden. It’s caused nothing but misery for this village. He must never use his abilities.
Katara: How can you say that? Haru has a gift. Asking him not to earthbend is like asking me not to waterbend. It’s a part of who we are.

Rather than someone who turns a blind eye to people’s problems.

Governor: What is going on down there?
Guard: I saw some kids yesterday who were sick with pentapox. It must have spread!
Governor: Pentapox! I’m pretty sure I’ve heard of that.
Governor’s Wife: Oh, this is terrible.
Guard: What should we do?
Governor: Drive them out of the city…but don’t touch them! We have to rid the city of this disease!

 Mαi: More fireflakes, Dad?

And most of all, he would gain an alliance that represents the world united:

Instead of the divisions of the past.

Zuko: Mαi, I never wanted to hurt you. But I have to do this to save my country. 

Mαi: Save it? You’re betraying your country.
Zuko: That’s not how I see it.

And who is closer to the Fire Nation people than Mαi has ever been.

“Fire is the element of power.” 

Mai: I thought when Ty Lee and I finally caught you guys it would be more exciting. Oh well, victory is boring.

“The people of the Fire Nation have desire and will.”

Katara: I’ll be outside – if you’re man enough to fight me!

Zuko: Well, at least I feel something…as opposed to you. You have no passion for anything.  You’re just a big “blah”. 

“And the energy and drive to achieve what they want.”

Sokka: Are you crazy, Katara? You’re not gonna win this fight!
Katara: I know! I don’t care!

Katara: So, you decided to show up? Aren’t you gonna fight?
Master Pakku : Go back to the healing huts with the other women where you belong.

Master Pakku: Katara, you have advanced more quickly than any student I have ever trained. You have proven that with fierce determination, passion and hard work you can accomplish anything.

[The dust from the falling scaffolding clears, once again giving Mαi a clear shot. She throws another hail of arrows, but the kids disappear through a large trap door which closes instantly above them.] 

[Cut back to Mαi, who sighs amidst the wreckage, turns, and walks away.] 

Mαi:  We lost.

Irresistible (Part 2)

So many of you guys liked the first chapter! You have no idea how happy I am to see such positive results.

Hope the positivity keeps coming, it fills me with DETERMINATION.

AGAIN, I know nothing of this town so, I’m just making it up.(Iknowimtrashimsorry)

ALSO I WAS SO CLOSE TO MAKING THIS 3000 WORDS I’M SO MAD. But I didn’t want to write anymore into the chapter without sounding stupid.

Warning: It might get a TAD uncomfortable here. I’m incredibly sorry in advanced.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter too! Let’s get to it!

Song(s) while writing this: Wolf in sheep’s clothing by Set It Off, E.T by Katy Perry(shutupdontjudgeme), Danger Days by My Chemical Romance, Space Butterfly By OMFGCata

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Babysitter (Ashton)*

Originally posted by teenagedfricks

*= smut



You took a deep breath, opening the gate and heading up the porch steps, feeling the pent-up nervousness course through you. 

You were babysitting for the Irwins today whether you liked it or not. Although it wasn’t your ideal way of spending the night, this was the quickest and most sure-fire way you could make money in a short amount of  time. You  friends were relying on you to attend the road trip they had planned during summer break and unfortunately, as June turned the corner, you were left with almost no money to spare.  You went to  your mom with this problem and she suggested asking  her good friend Anne Marie whether or not she could give you a small job of baby-sitting Harry during Saturdays and Anne happily agreed. 

You adjusted the strap on the large duffel bag you were carrying. You had filled it with different sweets and boardgames you thought  little Harry might like. You nervously paced around before deciding to ring the doorbell, fixing any  stray strand of hair, putting on a fake smile as the door opened not too long after. 

Your mouth almost dropped open, seeing the vision in front of you.

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Ok, best story from this DnD session:

The team stumbled across a mass grave, where they could detect the faint aura of magic cast on the bones. Nastia was concerned that they would rise as animated skeletons to mess with them later.

Nastia: I chop their legs off.

Me: They’re skeletons. Their bones are already disconnected.

Nastia: I take all of their femurs.

We’re playing fast and loose with the inventory system, so I let them take a mass grave’s worth of femurs. The other characters picked up a few. Fast forward to an encounter with a few summoned spirits later in the adventure. One of the spirits attacked Nastia and rolled a 20, but only did two damage.

Me: It slices through the pack you’re using to carry all the bones. You are buried under a pile of femurs and you are knocked unconscious.

Nastia: Oh no. I shouldn’t have stolen all those femurs. 

While her character was out, she checked her inventory and discovered that she was already carrying some bones, although none of us could remember why. We eventually woke her up and got her out. The party decided to rest in the chamber to restore their hit points.

Nastia: The room is already barricaded off with the femurs, right? So we’re safe from wandering monsters.

Me: That direction is. There’s another passage to the north.

Nastia: We blockade it off with more femurs.

Me: *consults map* Exactly where do you place the femurs?

Nastia: I don’t care. Just around in the hallway.

Me: *rolling* Okaaaaay. The femurs trigger a trap. They fall into a hidden pit that opens up.

Players: *screaming and laughing*

From then on, they searched for traps by flinging femurs ahead of them every time they entered a room. 

sleeping headcanons for the paladins

bruh okay before y’all step on my ass i am the original creator of this post, i’m just reposting it to my main blog before i delete my sideblog


  • sleeps on his back with his right arm under his pillow. he tends to rest his other arm on his belly and more often than not it pushes his shirt up to reveal sort-of abs but also flub and allura thinks it’s adorable
  • snores only if he’s really deeply asleep. none of the team knows this because in his time as a paladin he never really slept as soundly as he could have, he was always on edge, always battle ready
  • a huge cuddler if in bed with another person. automatically gets close to them, conscious or not, and tends to throw one arm over them
  • 100% down for a cuddle pile. always.
  • very affectionate in general


  • tends to sleep as close to the wall as possible, with his back to it in like a lowkey fetal position
  • he always has one hand under the pillow (ready to grab his knife), and his other stretched in front of him. 
  • despite being generally tense and Ready To Fight, he’s a deep sleeper and will only be roused if physically jostled or via the castle’s siren/alarm clock
  • sleeps with his mouth open but doesn’t snore
  • his nose usually gets stuffy in the evening and it annoys him to no end, hence sleeping with his mouth open
  • nobody realizes how tense he is usually and would be surprised to see how relaxed his face is in sleep
  • always acts like he’s against the Team Cuddle Pile because he isn’t accustomed to physical affection, but it grows on him after a while. he prefers to be on the edges of the pile, though
  • he sleeps better with someone else in the room, but dislikes having someone else in his bed. he can only put up with close contact for so long.
  • the crankiest fucker in the morning. never talk to him before 10am. 
  • wears shoes to bed, this motherfucker


  • do they even sleep?
  • just kidding.
  • they will often go for a few days without sleeping and then pass out for as long as possible
  • around the end of their Stay Awake As Long As Physically Possible routine (day 3 or 4) they tend to nod off in weird places, as per the fandom joke
  • some examples include: in their plate of space goo, inside the compartment of whatever machine they were fiddling with, underneath whatever machine they were fiddling with, in Shiro’s lap (he was helping them with some project), on top of a sink, in a shower, under the desk in Hunk’s room, inside the refrigerator, and once hanging slightly out of an air vent. nobody knows how they ended up there.
  • sometimes they force themselves to stick to a normal human sleep schedule, but they tend to give up after at least a week. they’re never tired at the right times and end up staring at the ceiling for hours, so staying awake is easier.
  • they love physical affection and like to be in the middle of the Team Cuddle Pile
  • second crankiest in mornings because they never ever get enough sleep. will punch you if you talk to them before they have their space coffee.


  • sleeps like a goddamn baby
  • and by that i mean he wakes up 5 times every night to wander around, pester someone regardless of if they’re awake or not, or to get food
  • he sleeps on either his back or his stomach. there is no in between.
  • everybody thinks he never gets bedhead, but he actually wakes up unnecessarily early to tame The Wildest Hair in team voltron
  • he snores. so. loudly. keith literally requested a room change so he wouldn’t have to listen to lance through the walls.
  • lowkey cries himself to sleep a lot because his Funny Jokester front is a FARCE. a FARCE i tell you!!
  • he always loves a good cuddle pile and always wants to be the focal point. he and pidge fight over this while shiro ends up being in the middle.
  • resident pillow fort engineer. he had tons of siblings, he got this
  • always cold. please give him your extra blankets.


  • snores, but quietly
  • tends to sleep on his side, facing the wall
  • cranky if woken up in the middle of the night, but if he gets enough sleep he’s as pleasant as ever.
  • kicks blankets off in sleep all the time bc he overheats really easily
  • only needs like 6 hours and tends to wake up really early for whatever reason
  • checks on pidge if they’re awake, always makes them space coffee
  • if lance comes wandering out early enough they’ll make breakfast together for the crew
  • dreams are usually peaceful but right after battles he has a lot of nightmares
  • deep sleeper
  • enjoys cuddling and likes to be the one everyone cuddles on/into. he’s the one who has his arms around everyone. tends to be on the outside, and his arms are the pillow and the large immovable limb that traps you from going to pee


  • quiet sleeper usually, can have very vivid nightmares that will wake her screaming and kicking
  • either coran or shiro comes to comfort her. ever so often she goes to shiro’s room and cuddles with him, completely platonically of course. it’s not like she lays awake at night thinking about him or anything.
  • (she totally does)
  • sleeps in the fetal position
  • very light sleeper, will jump up at the smallest noise
  • has to put her hair up before going to sleep because one or all of three outcomes could happen: she gets suffocated by her own hair, overheats because theres so much of it and it keeps her uncomfortably warm, or it gets trapped in her armpits or under limbs or in inconvenient places and moving pulls on her scalp so she’s basically fucked until she can figure out what strand is causing it
  • loves cuddling, a very touchy feely person in general
  • co-builder of pillow forts. she doesn’t really know how to do it well but she’s enthusiastic and needs to have some fun


  • this bitch? he really never sleeps
  • no one knows what he does, except that he probably cleans all night cause damn if the castle isn’t always sparkling
  • probably piloting the castle too
  • i mean how is he always awake to make sure allura’s alright? simple solution: never went to sleep in the first place
  • this guy always seems over-energetic and somewhat like he’s lost his marbles, its obviously caused by wayyy too much space coffee
  • likes physical affection but stays away from cuddle piles. that’s Too Much™ for him
  • that being said, he’s always there for patented Space Uncle Hugs™ 
  • seriously though. have you ever seen him go to bed? no.
  • he doesnt. sleep.


  • doesn’t have time to sleep. he’s making evil plots.

The Team Cuddle Pile

  • The Gang will occasionally have slumber parties in the room with benches that lance dubs the family room. nobody objects, cause they really are a family, aren’t they?
  • lance and allura will construct pillow forts while listening to the others talk and laugh and generally bond
  • they always have cuddle piles. always.
  • nobody really provides the idea to cuddle, Shiro just sits down and people converge around him. lance squishes next to him and pidge lays against his chest, in between his legs. Allura leans against his other side and hunk lays an arm behind everyone and sits to one side. keith sits on the other, not quite touching whoever’s next to him, but close enough
  • that last headcanon is if they’re all sitting up, most likely watching movies with the video player pidge whipped up. lance was the one to swipe movies from outdoor markets on planets they visited
  • if they’re all sleeping or laying down, people will lay on top of others with no shame. hunk holds everyone in his arms and pidge, lance, and shiro always end up in the middle. somebody’s head is always on somebody’s lap
  • one time lance and keith woke up slightly separated from the group, in each other’s arms, and lowkey freaked out
  • by lowkey i mean lance shrieked and woke everyone else up and keith exited the room Swiftly
  • its common that they dont actually sleep for most of the slumber party, and just stay up and talk to each other about everything from earth to memes
  • when they do sleep, it’s comfortable and they’re all at ease and they wake up feeling safe and rested
  • oh also the castle has an unnecessarily loud alarm clock that Coran will use if no one wakes the fuck up

i love my children ok

Context: As the DM, I’ve designed a tower that has more floors than I’ve planned encounters. One of the early floors is a large trap room that really unnerves the party. I decide to make the next floor empty so they can have a chance to breathe and regroup.

DM: You climb up the stairs and arrive at the doorway of the next floor. It seems to have been ransacked; you notice some broken furniture and a collapsed bookshelf, but otherwise, the room is empty.

Barbarian: Bullshit. I’m gonna make a perception check for traps. *rolls an average roll*

DM: You don’t perceive any danger to you. It really seems like the room is empty.

Rogue: Yeah, I don’t trust that. I roll a perception check to specifically check the ceiling for traps. *rolls a good roll*

DM: *trying to suppress laughter* You perceive no traps in the ceiling.

Shaman: Don’t walk in! She’s doing the evil smile!

Barbarian: What the hell is the difficulty check on this thing?

Warlord: We’re all going to get murdered.

Fifteen minutes of increasingly specific perception checks later:

Rogue: The room is actually empty, isn’t it.

DM: That’s what I’ve been telling you!

Shaman: I hate you.

Can’t believe ppl are calling Tilikum a murderer, as if shoving an animal into a mentally unstimulating space barely large enough for its needs, forcing it to go through repetitive training and tricks for food and not allowing it to engage in natural behaviors would somehow NOT cause some sort of psychological impact on the animal.
Yes, Tilikum was dangerous. He’d never been ‘safe’ based on his history but he was a large, intelligent animal trapped in an environment that didn’t meet his needs and dealing with the frustrations caused by it, and Sea World somehow thought allowing people to interact directly with some of the largest and most intelligent apex predators in the world was a good idea.
Yes, Tilikum killed Dawn Brancheau. But let’s not act like Sea World wasn’t complacent in her death. And Tilikum deserved better than to be shoved in a box full of water and forced into isolation after it became apparent he didn’t 'play nice’.

R.I.P Tilikum

Love and Marriage

Originally posted by unicorncastiell

Pairing: CasxReader
Word count: 2,117
Warnings: None
Author: Brittiny
Request: @philthepegacorn Can I get one where y/n likes Cas, but keeps their feelings silent, and on a hunt a they (Sam, Dean, and y/n) go to an alternative universe (like French Mistake) and y/n is married to Misha. Sam and Dean tease her about it. End it how you want to. :) 

Cas walked in behind you, silent, as always. You were so focused on the book you were skimming through that you didn’t even notice him sit next to you. Finally, you looked over, feeling like you were being watched, making you jumped. “Damn it, Cas!” You laughed.

When he saw you smile, his eyes lit up. He adored you, and wanted nothing more than to hold you close. However, he assumed that you liked Sam, as you were together most of the time, had many common interests, and were so open with each other. “I’m sorry, I’ve come because there’s a case I need the three of you to look into.”

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