man walking on bridge

batb things i liked (spoilers, sorry)


-i wanted to scream the moment i saw the castle in the beginning

-that prologue??? i like how they kept adam’s real face a mystery, as he was hidden behind the layers of make up. 

-’belle’ ahhhhh 

-i was expecting that emma would have auto-tuned her voice because of the audio they had released months before the premiere, but boy did it surprise me.

-’belle’ was so nostalgic i had to refrain myself from singing along in the cinema.

-maurice wasn’t only an inventor, he was also an artist. and belle wasn’t only a bibliophile, she was also an inventor (witty belle, creating probably the first washing machine)

-emma’s grunt after the line ‘madame gaston, his little wife’

-philippe was loyal af, esp in the scene where maurice was almost trapped by the wolves and philippe had waited for him to jump. if you were to get a horse, pick one that is as loyal as philippe.

-i love how the beast couldnt care less if maurice had used his stuff, had eaten, had heated up by the fire, had trespassed in his castle but lost all his temper the moment maurice had cut a rose from his rose garden. 

-im not sure if its me, or the village felt small and congested, i was hoping for a more field-like village, the one i got used to in the animated version.

-BE OUR GUEST, BE OUR GUEST AHHHHHH and was disney telling us that Aladdin will be the next film to have a live action movie???

-adam’s ‘are-you-fucking-kidding-me’ eye roll at the mention of romeo and juliet being belle’s favorite book.


-’some of them in greek’. ADAM IS A BIBLIOPHILE AND HE GAVE BELLE THE LIBRARY !!!!!!

-belle’s laughter adam gave her the library.

-my poor baby lefou

-i ship gafou im sorry

-ewan mcgregor’s french accent is en pointe???


-i love how adam still dresses like a prince even in his beast form, ummm that waistcoat in something there and the scene where they had walked into the bridge was fine man. 

-that paris scene, thank you so much for giving us so much more than the animated film has given. also, prince adam’s back story about how he has grown to be a spoiled prince. thank you, thankyou, disney.


-gaston definitely wins asshole of the year, although i like how they put more depth into gaston’s character

-lmao when maurice talked to the driver as if nothing happened, that was hilarious.

-the cursed furniture wouldn’t have been hurt if they had stayed silent and dead, but they had fought to protect adam while he’s lamenting over his loss. his servants loved him albeit his attitude towards them. 

-when gaston showed up with a gun, adam literally did nothing, and you can just see his heart breaking by looking into his eyes

-umm agathe? what are you doing? whose side are you on? is this kind of a test or something?

-’MR. POTTS!’ 

-how old is adam? why is his age not mentioned in the movie? i know he should have someone love him by the age of 21, as from the animated film, but they did not mention it? and why hadnt they mentioned his name???

-’come back, i love you’


-le fou dancin with stanley made me so happy 

-the growl™

Those midgardians

Originally posted by the-lokis-queen

Request: This lovely one was requested by @justcallmecinammon : „Could I get a Loki x reader oneshot where he’s on Earth post Ragnarok and Thor says they have to visit her to pay respect since she used supernatural powers to help them. Thor brings food because she loves food and she happily lets them enter her home. She and Loki get along surprisingly after she outsmarts him and after a year the end up together? With an epilogue where she breaks into T’Challa’s lab and makes her arm transparent and go through the chamber Bucky’s and uses her hand to heal him from the PTSD and remove the trigger from the code that makes him turn murderous. And Bucky becomes a brother to her? Pretty please? Reader is short and petite and likes to read, is observant, and empathizes with Loki on Odin pointing out that what they both did to each other was wrong and that Odin should’ve been more communicative and honest. She also loves cute tree frogs and simple things in life like when it rains.^^ (You can even incorporate a GOTG or Stephen Strange, too if you want!)

Author’s Note: First of all, thank you again for that very detailed request. And second, I’m really sorry that it comes so late. I know you requested this 3 months ago and I hope it’s good enough to make you forget that I took this long ^^ And as I mentioned before, this will have an Epilogue with the Bucky part and I know I’m missing a part, that will be added in there, too😊 so stay tuned, I’ll link it to this post, when it gets out.




You are sitting in your apartment, settling down with a hot chocolate and a good book, after you just fed your lovely pet frogs. It was raining outside and this is your favorite thing to do. The silent whisper of rain drops against your windows, the smell of hot chocolate around your whole living room and a comfy couch and your favorite book waiting on you.

And finally you have time for this again, it were a few stressful weeks to say the least. Visiting Asgard, helping out Thor and his team to safe it. You did it after all and your powers were very helpful but now you are happy to be home and relax and don’t have to worry about anybody.

Two hours and 8 chapters later, there is a knock on your door. You get up from your couch and move over to the door and open it to a smiling Thor and a confused Loki. You smile at them and let them enter.

“What brings me the honor of a visit of 2 asgardian Prince’s?” you smile at them and Thor hands you over some takeout food.

“We brought you your favorite food, I remember you mentioned it at our last dinner. And we came here to thank you for your help. Your supernatural powers were indeed very handy, my Lady.” Thor answers.

“Thank you. But that wasn’t necessary, I’m glad I was able to help.” You answer.

Thor smiles at you and the three of you move to your kitchen table to sit and eat. Loki doesn’t say a word the whole time and you know, that he doesn’t understand what he is doing here and surely doesn’t want to be here in the first place.

“Tell me, Loki, you clearly don’t want to be here, so why are you ?” you ask him and shove another forkful of your favorite food in your mouth.

“It seems my brothers thinks, that it would be a nice thing to do and didn’t leave me choice.” He answers, throwing Thor an angry look and then looking at you.

“I see and I noticed already, that you are not a guy- sorry, god, to do nice things for unworthy midgardians, even if they have supernatural powers.”

“Indeed.” He says, tilting his head to the side, not knowing how to read you.

“I’m sorry, my Lady, apparently my brother-“ Thor starts, throwing Loki a death glare now “forgot his manners over time.”

“She is right brother.” Loki states matter of factly.

“Don’t apologize for him Thor, apparently your brother, after everything that happened, still sees himself as this flawless Person, that has the right to treat everyone else as someone underneath his pride. When in reality, all of the things that happened, wouldn’t have happened without him messing it up.” You say, staring at him with a blank expression. He stares back with wide eyes, like no one ever talked to him in such a way.

“You see, Loki, there are a lot of people out there just like you, no gods, but still the same attitude, and if I can handle them here in Midgard, then it’s nothing else with you. But I guess that if you want to leave…” you move your hand and he slides over until he faces your front door “… you can.” You say, focusing back on your food until suddenly you are pulled towards him and your faces are just inches from each other, but because of your height difference, he is somewhat hovering over you.

“What if I don’t want to leave? What if it just got interesting?” he says in a low voice, that makes you shudder and an evil grin that you return.

“Then you can stay, but know, no one ever messes with me when I’m eating.” You answer.

“That’s not good.” Thor says, watching the two of you from the kitchen.

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This is how I say your name.

First a lick of my dry lips, then a slight parting of lips, with tongue edging out to tease the back of my teeth. Then, my eyes widen into a look of mischief and curiosity; gazing unabashedly into your flowering heart - dee-dum, dee-dum, dum. My fingers make a walking man - he marches up your apple, across your stubble, along your bridge, back down to your lips. They trace your want, line by line, and now I say your name.

empty eyes - 2/3[KHR]

- Swimming Lessons -

There are two things in Tsuna’s life he dislikes more than anything else. And unfortunately for him, both of these are constants. One is the bullies that chase him home, demand he hand over whatever his mother packs him for lunch, and beat him up if they decide he’s gotten a little too spirited lately.

The second is Tsuna’s no-good father, a man named Iemitsu that Tsuna really, really doesn’t like. His mom tells him to call him ‘dad’, and sings his praises about how wonderful he is, but surely if he were as wonderful as she claims, he’d be home more. He’d be a good dad to Tsuna, teach him how to read and write and spend time with him like other kids’ parents do.

He wouldn’t come home, drink until he’s asleep, and then drag Tsuna around like a rag doll and demand ‘father-son bonding’. He wouldn’t make Tsuna feel like an anxious, scatter-brained mess simply by being in the same room with him. But perhaps most certainly, he wouldn’t put Tsuna in danger every time he decides he needs to learn something.

“Today my boy, I’m going to teach you how to swim!”

Like that.

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Evading Your Physical

Prompt: “Imagine avoiding Leonard McCoy when the time for your next physical rolls around (because romantic feelings) until he winds up cornering you somewhere and talking you into it against your better judgment.” - @outside-the-government

Word Count: 1,296

Warnings: N/A

Author’s Note: I kind of struggled with an ending on this one, but I hope you all like it!

You had never really had a problem with doctors. Hyposprays, sure, but doctors never. Hospitals and clinics didn’t bother you either, so when you noticed yourself avoiding your physical, the answer seemed pretty clear. You were avoiding your primary care physician, Leonard McCoy, or as his friends affectionately called him, Bones.

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What You Know (pennywise x reader)

Originally posted by sekix23

Originally posted by sk8joe88

You sat in your room listening to the sound of rain pelting the window on the left side of your room. Spring was starting and yet the weather seemed absolutely horrible on that specific day, despite this you had the urge to go outside. You absolutely hated being alone, so sitting in the small apartment bedroom in uptown Derry was horrible for you. Your parents had left you alone for a few weeks, they knew you were capable of cooking and cleaning for yourself, but you had argued with them relentlessly about letting someone stay (their answer always being an unsatisfying no.) 

Chucking on your red raincoat you reached for your phone and keys then rushed out the old wood door of your hollow apartment. The air outside was chilling, but you felt somewhat refreshed as you patted down the wet streets of Derry. As you walked along the kissing bridge you spotted a man who looked a little older than you staring out at the water. His hair was wet and tousled, his face dotted with droplets of rain. He was deep in thought by the looks of it, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed gently while his fingers tapped away at the wooden railing.You approached him with a small smile tugging at your lips, resting beside him on the railing.

The man glanced at you, an eyebrow raised curiously at your actions, but nonetheless he let you stand by him while he gazed at the river that flowed beneath you both.
“So…What are you doing out here stranger?” Your voice rung in the air between you both, he sighed and turned towards you, stuffing his hands into his pockets and starring down at you. You noticed how much he towered over you, he was at least 6′4, but you didn’t let that faze you.
“I came out here to think. Everything has changed since the last time I was here.” He shrugged and glanced over his shoulder at the town that peeked through the trees. Everything was different.
“Did you live here once?” You questioned, gazing up at his stunning face. How could someone so perfect come from a town as horrible as Derry?
“You could say that I was ‘born’ here. Yes.” He stared back down at you, his blue eyes were mixed with a strange gold. In your opinion it was beautiful.
“H-Hey, aren’t you cold in those wet clothes? Why don’t you come back to mine so we can warm you up?” He gave you a small nod and a smile, indicating he was willing to go with you.


You unlocked the door and swung it open, letting the tall man step through.
“Make yourself comfortable, I’ll get you something else to wear.” You spoke as you closed the heavy door and shed your wet raincoat.
“Do you live here alone?” The gentleman asked as he picked up images of your family and yourself, times that were remembered in fond conversations and nostalgic occasions. 
“Ah, no. My parents have gone away for a few weeks and left me here.” You scratched the back of your head and shuffled slightly.
“Oh. They left you here alone… That’s… Sad.” He sat down slowly on the love seat, his voice sympathetic towards your situation.
“It’s not all that bad Mr…” You stopped becoming aware that you didn’t know the gorgeous stranger’s name.
“Oh! My bad, I’m Penny and you are?” He stood and reached out his hand, a timid yet alluring smile on his sharp features.
“I’m (Y/N), pleased to meet you Penny!” You take his hand which he brings to his face and kisses softly.
“The pleasure is all mine.” He spoke, an eerie aura gathering around him. He laughs and lets go of your hand, slipping back down onto the couch.


Penny had been over for a while, he had explained his living situation as horrible, so you invited him to stay the night. He was delighted with the offer, his face lighting up with joy and babbling about how no one had treated him with so much hospitality before. You were just happy with the company.
“(Y/N)?” He whispered softly as you put his clothes in the dryer.
“Yes Penny?” He cleared his throat and stood up straighter. He looked awfully nervous.
“I want to thank you, but I don’t quite know how… You see, I had so much planned today… I had planned to do something horrible to you today, but I can’t.” As he said this his body began twitching and he shook more. You became more nervous with every word that came out of his perfect lips.
“Can I show you something? I swear I will not hurt you, I just want you to know what I am.” You nod carefully, pressing yourself against the wall.

His skin began to fade as he grew taller, his lips becoming redder, his eyes bluer, his forehead bigger. His clothing was old and ruffled and his nose was bright red. Before you was not the gorgeous man from before, it was a clown who still looked similar, but more threatening. You step forward and touch his clothing, it was soft beneath your fingers. He leaned down and looked at your face, gauging your reaction.
“You’re not afraid?” He whispered, his hot breath fanning your face.
“Not at all. You’re still Penny, the guy I met in the rain.” He laughed and smiled wide at you, his eyes filled with joy.
“Normally I’d scare people and eat them, that’s what I do, but you’re different. I’ve seen you around the past few weeks. I could hear your arguments, see you run outside crying when your parents told you they were leaving. I felt you fear of being alone. You don’t want to be alone do you (Y/N).” He sat before you, his words hitting home for you. You shook your head with vigour, your distaste for being alone spread across your face. 
“Well I can be here. You can teach me what you know about this generation and I’ll be here for you, in whatever form you want.” He stood and put out his hand, asking for your permission in the agreement.
“As long as you don’t eat me and you stay ‘human’ in public, I will teach you everything you need to know.” You took his hand and shook it, this made him smile with glee.

“Tell me what you know.” He lead you into the lounge room and sat on the floor.
“I want to know everything!”

Maybe the psychopathic child murdering clown wasn’t so bad. MAYBE.


Hello!!! Pettywise here with my first story/post! Wow. 
Okay so it might not be the best, but cut me some slack. I TRIED!


Also, I am here to talk to and stuff as well!

Stay petty~ Pettywise <3

5 creepy urban legends that have some truth behind them:

1.) Kidney Theft

This particular story comes from New Orleans, and talks about travelers waking up in baths of ice, only discover that their kidneys have been removed and they are left with an open wound. It originally began with a man meeting a beautiful woman at a bar and drinking with her. At the end of the night, he went back to her apartment and suffered a terrible fate. The woman drugged him and he woke up the next day with severe back pain. In agony, he went to the hospital where doctors were shocked to find that his kidney had been completely removed. These incidents certainly sound gruesome, and like something out of a horror film, but they have happened in real life many times: Criminals will target healthy subjects and drug them, remove their organs, and sell them on the black market. It could happen to anyone at anytime, and remains a terrifying reality for the dozens of victims.

2.) The Green Man

This truth behind this tale is a rather sad one. ‘The Green Man’ is an urban legend that is popular in Pennsylvania. During the 1930s, reports of a faceless monster came into the local police, and they began searching the streets for this supposed creature. Witnesses ran to the authorities whenever they saw this man, who would wander the streets with a limp and mutter incoherent words. It turned out, that the “creature” was in fact an innocent man with a severe facial disfigurement. His name was Raymond Robinson, and his injury was caused by an electrocution when he was younger. The accident caused his skin to glow with a green hue, hence his nickname.

3.) The Killer in the Back Seat

Legend has it, that once a woman was driving late at night, when she noticed a man signalling to her in her mirror. The driver kept flashing his lights at her, and started to tail gait her vehicle. The woman carried on driving, despite her fears, and the man eventually stopped following her. When she got home, she realised he was trying to warn her of a hooded figure hiding in her back seat holding a machete. Although this tale has been used in many horror films, it’s thought to be based on a true story. In 1964, a New York police officer was almost killed by an escaped murderer hiding in the back seat of his patrol car. When the killer struck, he shot him dead, narrowly escaping his own death. A similar event happened in Chicago, when a man sneaked into a woman’s vehicle while she was paying for her petrol. He then raped and murdered her.

4.) Murderous Surgeon

The idea of someone with years of professional medical training being a murderous psychopath is something that chills many to the bone. One gruesome campfire ghost story is that of a murderous surgeon, who would purposefully botch operations and mutilate his patients. This story is slightly exaggerated, but has happened several times. Such killers are known as ‘Angels of Death’ [LINK]  and will inject their suffering patients with a cocktail of drugs to murder them. These cases are not uncommon, and the perpetrators are often seemingly normal doctors and nurses.

5.) The Bunny Man

In 1904, residents of a small town in Virginia went to the government and demanded that all close-by mental asylums should be shut down. The government listened to their complaints, and decided to transport hundreds of patients to a more secure facility. During the transportation, several prisoners escaped and ran off into the woods. One version of the tale, tells of a trail of rabbit corpses leading into clearing. The police followed this bloody trail and found one of the prisoners hanging from a tree near a tunnel with a note around his lifeless body reading: “You’ll never catch me, no matter how hard you try. Signed- The Bunny Man”. Local folklore claims that if you walk under this “Bunny Man Bridge” at midnight, he will grab you and hang you from the entrance of the tunnel. Other versions claim he murders you with a chainsaw. Although this tale is far-fetched, there is some truth behind it: In 1970, two incidents of a man in a rabbit costume threatening people with an axe emerged in Virginia. These incidents were never followed up by police, as they thought of it as a prank, but it is nevertheless deeply disturbing.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a fluffy solangelo soulmate where they meet each other and they are so shock Nico Kissed Will on the cheek but of course Will is perfectly ok with it

Woowee, it took way too long to get this out. Now it’s 2 in the morning and I’m praying this isn’t utter crap. I would like to give a super giant massive apology because this was totally not what you asked for??? I don’t know what happened but I somehow worked my terrible magic and put angst in your fluffy prompt, I’m so sorry. I beg forgiveness.

Nico was freaking out, the usually bright and vibrant tattoo on his chest was fading rapidly and he knew what that meant; his soulmate was dying.

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St. Jude

Fandom: Avengers/Captain America and Harry Potter
Characters: Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes, Charlie Weasley, assorted dragons
Rating: G
For: @ava-dakedavra who gave me the idea, and @e1515 who encouraged me

And I’m learning, so I’m leaving
And even though I’m grieving
I’m trying to find the meaning
Let loss reveal it
Let loss reveal it

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes
St. Jude, we were lost before she started
St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us
St. Jude, maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos

‘St. Jude’ by Florence + the Machine

He does not want to be found, so he is not. That is, at least, something useful that they gave him. He does not want to face the Man on the Bridge (Stevie, something inside him whispers, and he walks faster, trying to outpace the memories he can’t face yet), or anyone else who might know him as the Asset or Bucky or any other name. He has no name - he has no purpose, other than survival.

So, he walks.

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The Canal

goreisforgirls submitted 

  I live in Boise, Idaho, and when I was younger there was an old unused patch of land, next to a canal that went under a railroad bridge. The patch of land was sharply tilted down toward the canal, so that when my friends and I were children, we would climb up the slope and up onto the tracks when there wasn’t a train coming. The area is now occupied by a newly-built apartment building. 

This was when I was about eight or nine. My then-best-friend and I walked down to the slope in the summer and played games there. We would climb up the slope and pretend to be adventurers or warriors. At one point in the afternoon, I was crawling up the slope on all fours, and reached the top, putting my hands on the train tracks. When I looked back over my shoulder, I saw the bridge going over the canal, and on the other side of it, there was a man, dressed in black from head to foot, even though it was over a hundred degrees out. 

I got spooked and ran down the slope again, grabbing my friend and telling her we had to leave. She didn’t believe me, and so started dragging me up the slope again. This time, the man was closer, walking across the bridge without much care as to whether or not he could fall off. Now we was wearing one of those full-faced Halloween masks, and a rimmed hat, but he was still far away enough for us to be able to run away and dismiss it as just a weird guy out in the middle of the day.

The two of us grabbed each other and ran back down, but when we got back to the flat part of the plot we looked back and he was standing at the top of the slope. We didn’t know how he got across the bridge that fast, but it scared us even more, so we started to run off of the plot of land and down the street. However, every time I looked back, he was standing a block or so over, not moving but keeping up with us, as if he was following us without moving his legs. We ran back home and slammed the door behind us, trying to forget about him.

She was sleeping over, and both of us were still pretty freaked out over the whole thing, so we stayed up most of the night. At some point we got up to go get something to eat out of the refrigerator in the middle of the night. 

The guy was standing in the dark in the middle of the caul du sac, just staring at my house. We ran downstairs to get my dad, and when he came back upstairs to look, the guy was gone. We never saw him again.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I don’t know what you ran into that day, but I definitely don’t think it was human. That’s way too much for just a prank.  9/10 for scares and thank you for sharing!

Dalinar turned upon the stands full of spectating lighteyes. “You can watch this?” he shouted at them. “My sons fight alone! There are Shardbearers among you. Is there not one of you who will fight with them?”

He scanned the crowd. The king was looking at his feet. Amaram. What of Amaram? Dalinar found him seated near the king. Dalinar met the man’s eyes. 

Amaram looked away.


“What happened to us?” Dalinar asked. “Where is our honor?”

“Honor is dead,” a voice whispered from beside him.

Dalinar turned and looked at Captain Kaladin. He hadn’t noticed the bridgeman walking down the steps behind him.

Kaladin took a deep breath, then looked at Dalinar. “But I’ll see what I can do. If this goes poorly, take care of my men.” Spear in hand, he grabbed the edge of the wall and flung himself over, dropping to the sands of the arena floor below. 

- Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

I have literally just screamed, almost waking the baby. KaladinKaladinKaladinKaladin. Here is why you are my biggest fictional crush in all of fantasy. Also, I have decided that all lighteyes except for Dalinar/Adolin/Renarin/Shallan/Navani/Sebarial can burn. Seriously. UGH. HATE.