love these sorts of things

CONFESSION:  

If the next game takes place in Tevinter, I’d love one of the origins to be a noble son/daughter of a Magister. And I’d love to be able to play through that like the Cousland origin let you in the beginning of DA:O. I want to interact with the nobility as one of them, whether hating it or loving it. I loved that DA2 gave you a default family that you had to interact with. I’d love to have that sort of thing back in the next game. And for any of the other origins to have a family you can talk to.            

For anyone who’s afraid they’re moving apart this year:

“2016 was a really crazy year for me and Phil, and we want 2017 to be more chill, a lot more YouTube-focused…then we’re gonna, just do some life things.” - Dan

“That is definitely gonna go on our wall for years to come.” - Phil

“Like what would happen if we did go further apart?” - Phil
 “I think the universe would rip in half, let’s not try that, Phil.” - Dan

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tfw your gf and bf sass you

“John?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you…?” Sherlock blushes. “Can you call me what you called me earlier?”

John’s brow knits as he tries to remember. “What did I call you?”

“You’re going to make me say it?”

“Well, how else would I know what you mean if you don’t say it?”

Sherlock yields. “Earlier…when you came to kiss me good morning,” He hesitates. “I was working on an experiment and you called me a-”

“Busy Bee?”

Sherlock reddens further. “Y-Yes.” He clears his throat. “But could you just call me…?”

John raises his brows slightly. “Bee?”

When Sherlock nods, he ducks his head shyly. “Yes…”

John’s face loses any and all tension, his entire face softens in a way that it only ever does for Sherlock. “Of course,” He smiles. “You’re my bee.” John laughs fondly when Sherlock makes the smallest, shyest sound and covers his face. “My honey bee.”

“Okay, thank you – that’s enough!” Sherlock couldn’t be redder if he tried.

“What the matter, bumble bee?”

Sherlock is about to tell John that the nicknames needed to stop – because there must be a limit to this. It’s embarrassing to be this flustered by simple pet names.

But before he got a chance, he felt John’s face press into his neck. And then, Sherlock felt tiny, tickling vibrations on his skin.

John was buzzing, making soft buzzing noises into Sherlock’s neck. “Bzzz!”

Sherlock yelps and then involuntarily giggles.

“J-John..!”

Mrs. Hudson is hardly surprised when she comes upstairs and finds the two of them writhing about on the sofa, with John buzzing over Sherlock’s skin and Sherlock giggling into John’s.  

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Like who he tryna kid though?

“Mr Plisetsky,” the journalist yells, “one last question, please. Would you ever date a fan? And, indulge us a bit, are you the romantic kind of man?”

Yuri stills.

“Come on,” Yakov urges. He’s holding the car door open, motioning for Yuri to get inside. “Let’s go.”

He really shouldn’t. “One second,” Yuri tells him in Russian. Yakov lifts a brow.

Yuri turns to the journalist and takes a slow breath. Notepads come out of pockets, the crowd pushing closer. A microphone almost touches his cheek.

“What do you mean by romantic?”

The journalist from before seems to be vibrating in his place. “Well, love at first sight, the one and only love, staying together forever. That sort of thing!”

Oh. Well. “Absolutely. Good night.”

It is silent for barely a heart beat. Then, the crowd bursts into a myriad of questions, only a few of which reach Yuri’s ear: “How come? Would you date a fan? Why does the ice tiger of Russia believe in true love?”

Annoying, Yuri thinks. His cheeks feel hot when he juts his chin forward and stares back at them.

“I don’t believe in it, you idiots. I’ve seen it. And,” he whirls around, letting Yakov guide him into the car, grinning a little bit to himself when his phone chimes with another skype call from one of those two accounts. 

“If something seems impossible, and still happens with all of the world against it, then there’s definitely some truth to it.”

People are throwing away their WOW tickets…(an event that supports women of the world and their feminist visions and ideals) all because Gillian Anderson isn’t dating who they want to and instead dating a man who is being honored (amongst his other awards and accomplishments) at BFI dinner for his achievements and success in screenplay writing…?

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  • me: okay maybe i can just make this a little AU, just change one little thing in canon
  • me @ me: no you gotta make it a BIG AU, change everything to revolve around your idea, GO BIG OR GO HOME

Okay, so I wonder if other people thought this too or if my brain just went off the rails a bit here.

It starts here, really, when Jason says to Bernie: “I also thought she loved you but obviously she doesn’t. I don’t understand relationships. Do you?”

And then this moment, when Jason says: “One thing I don’t understand, why did you get dressed up and put on lots and lots of make-up?”

And finally, when Jason locks them in the office and says: “Look what we found. I understand now, Auntie Serena. I TOTALLY understand.”

I just can’t help but wonder whether he saw the wrapped bottle and thought: “Aha! That’s what Auntie Serena did too! She didn’t buy a present, she wrapped herself as a present for Bernie. She didn’t forget about Bernie, she does love her.”

That’s probably not what was intended, right? I’m sorry if it’s just my weird brain but the thought tickled me.

nekoma ANBU

Okay, apparently it is “canon” that Magnus went to Spain to learn to control his powers. BUT I call BULLSHIT on that because that implies that there were zero warlocks who could train him in Indonesia so…

  • The reason he uses two fingers in his magic is because of his Indonesian Warlock trainers- they taught him that magic isn’t a tool or a weapon but another limb. A part of him.
    • As a result, he doesn’t have to work as hard at “controlling” it as some of his western trained friends 
  • He’s way better at sensing other warlock’s magic in his territory because they taught him about the community of magic. How it isn’t about the individual and each spell cast enters the Warlock into a broader community. 
  • They teach him the truth: Warlocks aren’t really “immortal.” They can’t outlast the sun, outlive the species. There will never be a billion-year-old warlock. There are barely any warlocks over a thousand years old. As a Warlock ages, their magic gets more powerful and eventually it circles back into a type of cancerous destruction. 
    • A healthy, able warlock will probably live around five thousand- seven thousand years. 
    • They teach him not to mourn that: everything that is created must eventually be destroyed 
  • They teach him to not use his magic for destruction, or death. They teach him he should protect himself, but he never goes out of his way to end human life. They teach him instead how to use his magic to heal, to create, to protect. They actually teach him how to create wards which are more powerful than traditional European magic. 
    • He actually doesn’t go into battle, because he goes slowly. He doesn’t shoot to kill (which is quick), he aims to injure and subdue, which takes more time. 
    • Only against humans obviously, he kills demons because their only purpose is to cause destruction 
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When your husband’s a big dork