making of stand up!

I mean if Magnus is so in awe of Alec giving him a gift what else can Alec do that hasn’t happened to Magnus in a long time? Let’s say making a meal.

They had plans to go out one night but an emergency happens in Spain that leads to Magnus spending pretty much his whole day there and texts Alec that he’s too tired to go out, rain check?
When he eventually portals home after an exhausting day he smells something wonderful wafting through the loft and finds the table set up complete with candles and a small bouquet and Alec in the kitchen just finishing up making their plates.
Magnus just stands there in wonderment and Alec smiles when he sees him, gives him a hello kiss and tells Magnus to go freshen up.
Magnus doesn’t remember or even if anyone has ever made him a meal like this and after receiving that gift he’s falling even more for this Shadowhunter and wonders who he should thank to have this angel in his life.

What About Me?! - Archie Andrews

Archie imagine where the reader and reggie are dating but he’s constantly making mean subtle remarks about her to her face and finally Archie stands up for her and yeah? Sorry if it’s not too specific

can you do an Archie imagine. Y/n is Archie’s best friend and they use to date and she finds out about Ms.Grundy and she confronts her about it or something like that. You can change it around if I want but thanks

@sleepy-stilinski-24

Originally posted by phebobuffay


I hope you don’t mind it, but I had an idea to make this angsty, but it required combining these two requests

With any good story, you have to include a sensible plot line, a pinch of drama, and a main conflict. Another aspect are the characters, the reasonable and the irrational, that affect the outcome of the conflict itself. The story is dictated by the characters actions in a way that hopefully brings about an, overall, pleasant ending.

The story of you and Archie Andrews was anything but pleasant. Your novel started with a firestorm of drama that burned a hole through the romantic structure of your relationship. It left the characters themselves, you and Archie, struggling to get a grip. So the editor decided to throw the drafts in the trash and never wished to see it again. Despite the rough start and the grating chapters, it ended rather peacefully. You and Archie both agreed that you both were much better off as friends than as romantic partners and you both parted ways before summer started. You would text each other off and on during the summer months, even visit one another on occasion; but soon the messages stopped and you fell away from the other. You moved on to greener pastures with a different football star, Reggie Mantle, and Archie moved on as well. Everything was kosher until school started back up again.

You were walking down the halls, rushing to your next class when you stopped mid-stride. You turned your head to peer inside the music room and you saw him. It wasn’t just Archie though, even through the small window, you could see Ms. Grundy getting way too close to him. You pulled away from the glass, hoping you weren’t seen. You heard the bell ring, signaling that you were late to your next class. You turned and walked to your classroom, hoping that the teacher would make an exception. Luckily for you, you had Dr. Phylum as your Biology teacher and he is very easygoing when it comes to giving out tardies. You found a seat next to Reggie, whose eyes were boring into your head. Class started and you pulled out a notebook to take down information. “Where were you?” You turned and saw Reggie leaning in awfully close. “I went to the bathroom and loss track of time,” you said, trying to sound strong. Reggie squinted at you, “You were seeing Andrews, weren’t you?” You almost wanted to scream; every time you were late to a date or didn’t reply to one of Reggie’s texts right away, he always assumed you were with Archie.

It was this pestering that lead you to give yourself more space, staying away from Archie over the summer. Although it seems, Archie also had his hands busy. You turned back to face your boyfriend, “I’m not doing this right now, Reg.” He just scoffed, muttered something hurtful under his breath and you went back to the lesson. While you were learning about the parts of an ecosystem, in detail, th to the classroom opened and Archie walked in. He was holding a slip of yellow paper and he approached the teacher. “It’s a pass from Ms. Grundy,” he said and you met his eyes when he turned around to find a seat. You stiffened when he walked past you and Reggie seemed to notice, letting out a cough that hid the word “liar.” The class quickly resumed and you tried to ignore the look Reggie was giving you.

When Dr. Phylum closed up the notes, you let out a sigh of relief. He didn’t hand out homework, which meant you could find Archie and talk to him about what you saw. “Hey, babe, you going to the football game tonight?” You looked up at Reggie, who was now standing. You shrugged, not uttering a word, and he suddenly sat down. “Give me an answer when I ask you a question, pig,” he whispered harshly. You swallowed hard, “Sorry Reggie, I don’t know if I’ll be able to,” Reggie just rolled his eyes. “Too busy being a whore to come, I thought so.” The bell rang and you got up quickly, pushing past the door and ignoring the fact you saw Archie darting after you. You just kept doing, rushing to your next class.

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I've always used the term, "in the closet." I am a queer witch but I never thought it to be rude or disrespectful. However I recently realized that some take offense to it. As I also realize that I am not the only human being on the planet, I've stopped saying it aside from my own personal writing, where no one will read it, /next-to-never/. People rarely stop thinking about themselves and how things make them feel to accommodate others' needs, ya feel? So thanks for standing up like that.

This is how I feel about so so so many things??? I find the pagan community to be especiallllly bad for this? Like it really isn’t hard to just say to yourself “hey this makes some people uncomfortable I’ll just use a different word bc it’s literally THAT easy” I see it with the g slur, I see it with the “broom closet” thing, I see it with the smudging thing, etc. So. Many. Things. That all you gotta do is change a word and it’s nice for people? It’s wild to me how many people I see (especially pagans) who will fight about this? Like it feels so selfish and entitled to me to literally refuse to switch up one word to make a whole group of people not offended or hurt or uncomfortable lol. 

Thank you for bringing this up, I’m glad I’m not alone if feeling this way.

I know I posted this before. But I want to ask some input. What runes should I work some more on to help make them stand out better? Like the star of David needs some touch up. But if you think I should touch up any let me know. With the silicone and acrylic paint holding the good sides together I can really cut the rest of the runes that need touch up out to ensure they are perfect.

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“…I can’t possibly accept this award. And I’m very humbled and I’m very grateful and gracious but my artist of my life is Beyonce and this album to me, the ‘Lemonade’ album, was just so monumental, Beyonce. It was so monumental. And so well thought out, and so beautiful and soul-bearing, and we got to see another side to you that you don’t always let us see, and we appreciate that, and all us artists here who adore you. And you are our lives, and the way that you make me and my friends feel, the way you make my BLACK friends feel is empowering, and you make them stand up for themselves, and I love you. I always have and I always will.“ - Adele when winning Album of the Year

please don’t imagine sherlock teaching rosie how to play the violin and one day when john gets home they sit him down and tell him they have a surprise for him and that he has to close his eyes, and when he opens them rosie is standing up rod straight and slowly makes her way through twinkle twinkle little star while sherlock kneels next to her and softly tells her to carry on when she gets a note wrong because she’s doing fantastically, and john has to look away and up at the ceiling for a moment because the picture in front of him is so perfect that he can feel tears in his eyes

Doesn’t matter what the press says. Doesn’t matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn’t matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right. This nation was founded on one principle above all else: The requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree besides the river of truth, and tell the whole world - ‘No, you move.’

  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *sitting in his chair*
  • Rosamund: *sitting in his lap; frowning at a photo* What am I looking at, Uncle Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: *smiles* My baby *points* that's the head, see?
  • Rosamund: *fascinated* Wooow...all those squiggly lines are a person?
  • Sherlock: *chuckles* Yes.
  • Rosamund: Your person.
  • Sherlock: *nods* Yup. And your Aunt Molly's.
  • Rosamund: *giggles* It's funny.
  • Sherlock: Hmm?
  • Rosamund: *still laughing* Aunt Molly has a person in her. How did you put it there?
  • Sherlock: *snorts* Oh, no *lifts her and stands* I'm not having that conversation for another twenty five years.
  • Molly: *enters; grinning* Hello.
  • Rosamund: *happily* Aunt Molly! *runs over; hugs her, whispers* hello, little person.
  • Molly: *smiles* You told her, then?
  • Sherlock: *nods* Oh, yes *pats Rosie's head* you're going to be a godcousin, aren't you?
  • Rosamund: *excited* Uh-huh.
  • Molly: *giggles* Is that so?
  • Sherlock: *nudges Rosie* Pyjamas, young lady. I'll be in soon.
  • Rosamund: *sighs* Okay, Uncle Sherlock. Night Aunt, Molly. Night, little person *runs off*
  • Molly: *calls* Night, Rosie *hugs Sherlock* I'm glad she took it well.
  • Sherlock: *kisses the top of her head* Mmm *pauses* John has some questions to answer, though.