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anonymous asked:

I find it so obnoxious that a twit like harry styles couldn't even be bothered to learn how to pronounce killians name properly.

Harsh! Did you know that the very first time Peaky Blinders aired on BBC Two, back on September 12 2013, this happened? And it’s happened so many times before and since by all sorts of people.

It’s a tricky name, especially if you started off thinking it’s Silly Anne, it’s hard to switch that off. Someone on here expressed it perfectly - “The fact that I mentally pronounce the c in cillian murphy’s name like an s really fucks me up when I have to say his name out loud.

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anonymous asked:

Tv anon. Let's make a special mention to all of those out takes (photos) of the girls during 2016. Every single one of them laughing, touching and been all friendly never made the magazines. Or what about that behind the scenes we saw about an interview for music choice where they were laughing non stop and that interview never was uploaded, just the part camila explained the cover of 7/27. Just saying...

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Braun Strowman admitting that he’s dating you in an interview Would Include...

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✪ When Braun is asked, he tries to keep a straight face but his straight face falters, a goofy smile taking its place.  

✪ Braun confirms that you are in a relationship together and his smile grows bigger and bigger because he’s incredibly in love with you.

✪ Braun has no problems with sharing stories of your time together or hilarious moments. 

✪ Braun will probably only directly say your name a couple of times because he loves to call you by sweet pet names 

✪ Braun would definitely talk directly to you within the interview itself. 

✪ The interviewer gushing over your relationship 

✪ The WWE Universe speaking non-stop about the interview by how open Braun is about your relationship 

✪ They also adore how much Braun loves you. 

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anonymous asked:

Literally, non-stop interviewing and promo for his song and Niall STILL comes on to retweet fans appreciation and express his gratitude to his supporters every single time. That is just one of the reasons he is my fave.

he is literally the BEST person, and he loves and appreciates his fans so much. 

anonymous asked:

Ok,see now you're just toying with my emotions!because the little boy playing Georgie is SO FREAKING CUTE!And he'd be 10000% YN fan and he'd ask her questions non stop!and the interviews,can you imagine?all the kids talking about Yn,practically screaming that her and Bill are a couple!and making videos about meeting her and what a dream come true that is :´´´) I AM NOOOOOT OK!!!

It’s what I do, love ;) 

Oh my Gosh, yes yes he would be so excited to meet (Y/n) and they would take the mooost adorable selfies, I mean Jackson is already so cute, and making funny faces and all! He’d be so happy to meet her and it would show, and he would proudly say and show it all the time! Oh but then imagine Bill joining them during the photos? Oh dear, and the fans would so consider them to be a great family! I am sure Bill will defintiely be one to comment on how great of a mother she could be one day ya knoooow ;)

Haha they would all fanboy and fangirl over her and it would be suuuch a big thing that the director would have to drag them away to get some scenes done! And I can already picture Jack spilling everything about them without even realizing it! I mean that kid and his expressions are always so priceless because he is so so genuine and oh yes, I can think of Bill rushing in to try and stop him or the rest of the kids from saying anything more cause it’s a secret XD

We have a thing here, yes!

Complex PTSD typically includes an attachment disorder, which arises from the childhood experience of not having at least one caretaker safe enough to go to for comfort or help.When the developing child lacks a supportive parental refuge, she never learns that interrelating can soothe and metabolize confusions, conflicts and hurts. She also never learns that real intimacy grows out of sharing all of one’s experience – the good and the bad, the happy and the sad, the loving and the mad. To the degree we are vulnerable and authentic in relationship, to that degree do we experience the incomparable healing power of intimacy.

However, to the degree that our caretakers attack, shame or abandon us for showing vulnerability, to that degree do we later avoid the authentic self-expression fundamental to intimacy. Inclinations to verbalize feelings, ask for help or reveal one’s struggles are short-circuited by subliminal memories of being scorned or attacked for daring to seek our parents’ support. Even worse, retaliation fantasies can plague us for hours and days on the occasions we do show our vulnerabilities. I once experienced this after being very honest and vulnerable in a job interview with a committee of eight. Over the next three insomnia-plagued nights, my critic ran non-stop films featuring my interviewers’ [who subsequently hired me]contempt about everything I had said, and disgust about all that I had left out.

—               pete walker, “shrinking the outer critic in complex ptsd”

18. He Loves His Family So Much

 ( 20 Reasons Why We All Love Eddie Redmayne)

While Eddie seems like he is about fourteen years old, he is actually a married man with a baby girl named Iris. And want to know what’s adorable? Listening to Eddie talk about Iris or his wife Hannah. It is clear that he loves them so much and it just makes Eddie that much more adorable.

A lot of the times when actors are asked about their families, they answer very basic questions and move on. But not Eddie. The minute someone brings up his wife or his daughter, he talks about them non-stop until the interviewer has to direct the question away.

And if it’s Eddie being Eddie, he’ll somehow bring it back to Hannah and Iris. Seeing a man love his family as much as Eddie loves his is truly special. He just wants to talk about the girls in his life as much as possible and it is so adorable that most interviewers let him do it.

Ellen even brings them up constantly because he just goes on little rambling tangents about them and how happy they make him. And if they make Eddie as happy as he seems, then the world should love them too for Eddie makes us all happy.

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The guys were upstairs in the penthouse lounge again when you finished work, surrounding a table playing poker.
“Hi guys,” you greeted, stopping by the game. Eisuke glanced over to you, then back to his hand. Soryu and Mamoru said nothing, while Baba and Ota both smiled up at you.
“Hello pretty lady,” Baba grinned, “Care to join us in a game?”
“Oh, no I really shouldn’t…,” you refused, shaking your head.
“It’s fine, we can teach you to play,” Ota waved, grabbing your wrist. He sat you on a chair between himself and Baba as you let out a sigh.
“I guess I can try. As long as you don’t mind Eisuke?” you questioned, gazing over at your boyfriend.
“I could care less,” he replied indifferently, “Just watch both of their hands stay where you can see them.”
“Now boss, I’m wounded!” Baba laughed, “I would never put the moves on your woman.”
“Not in front of him, anyway,” Ota poked.
“Such a pain,” Mamoru sighed, exhaling his smoke.
“This is going to drag the game out,” Soryu muttered.
“Aw, now be nice Sor,” Baba chuckled as Ota started dealing the cards out, “Give her a chance, I bet we’ll have fun.”
“Watch the first couple hands,” Eisuke instructed, organizing his cards without making eye contact, “We’ll deal you in after a few rounds.”
You nod to his advice, your eyes flickering from card to card as they’re swiftly tossed about. Baba and Ota are talking at you from both sides, but your mind is completely focused on the cards. They both showed you their cards secretly; Baba had a pair of queens, Ota had an Ace and King. The other cards are unknown, but after they continue, you can easily tell what’s happening as your mind counts the deck.
“I’m ready,” you announce.
Baba and Ota smile happily and Eisuke deals. Soryu is silent still  and Mamoru just shakes his head.
“Don’t cry too much when you loose kid.”
You only smile sweetly, knowing exactly how the hands are going to play out.
In the span of five hands, you’ve successfully taken out Baba, Ota and Mamoru. It’s down to you, Soryu, and Eisuke.
“How the hell did she get all our chips?” Mamoru cried baffled.
“I may….” You reply, placing your bet, “have forgotten to mention my uncle, who I hung around with when I was younger, taught me about playing cards, learning peoples ticks - I raise - and how to count cards. Oh, but I swear, I would never do that in your casino Eisuke!” you cry, staring at Eisuke worriedly.
He chuckled softly. “Of course you wouldn’t. You know what would happen to you if you did.”
You gulped, and then laid your cards down swiftly.
“You know, I think I’ve had enough of cards for the night!”
Eisuke grinned at you, then beat Soryu’s hand, ending the game. He then rose and grabbed you by the wrist.
“W-wait, where are we going?” you asked, trailing behind him.
“Going to play our own card game to test just how good your skills really are.” He smirked over his shoulder as he led you up the stairs.
“I expect your best game because when I win, you’ll have to do whatever I say.”

Soryu was waiting in his office for the damned kid to show up, but he was getting irritated easily. Inui was already 20 minutes late, and the boy should know better than to keep him waiting. With a huff, Soryu stood from his desk and left the room. It took him a bit of time, but he finally found Ryosuke seated in front of a computer, hunched over reading something on the screen.
“Ryosuke!” Soryu called.
Ryosuke jolted from his chair, moving to block the computer screen as he turned to Soryu.
“Ah! Sorry sir, I lost track of time.”
“What were you looking at?”
He took in Inui’s red face and guilty expression before pushing him from in front of the laptop.
“Oof! No, sir, don’t!” he cried as he tripped over his own feet.
On the screen was some kind of social media page with your name at the top. Right below that began several lengthy paragraphs that had Soryu blushing within the first few lines.
‘His fingers drifted over her midsection in delicate strokes, heating the skin with every caress. Her breathing hitched when his lips were quick to follow and created a wet, burning trail from her ribs to her belly button before continuing lower and lower…’
“Soryu? Inui? What’s going on?”
“Ah! Miss _____, I’m sorry!” Inui shouted, racing bright faced from the room, leaving you stunned before turning to face Soryu.
“What was that about?” you questioned.
Soryu cleared his throat and you noticed he was a bit red faced as well.
“I think you may have left your computer on?”
You bent over to see your screen, then shrieked in horror.
“Oh my god, did Inui see this? Wait, did YOU see this?”
You covered you hot face with your hands to hide from him, wondering how mad Soryu must be at you.
“So you’ve been doing some writing?” he asked. When you didn’t answer, he gripped your wrists and pulled you towards him, tipping your head back to look at him.
“I’d….like to read some of them sometime,” he confessed, still blushing.
“You….you would? You aren’t mad?”
“Well, I wish you’d told me instead of having Inui find out first. But no, I’m not mad. Actually, I would like to give you something to write about.“
You gasped when Soryu lifted you up, wrapping your legs around him before locking the door and pressing you against it while claiming your mouth with his own.

The elevator doors opened with a soft ding and Ota sighed, relieved to be so close to his room at Tres Spades. It had been non stop interviews all day and his face was actually tender from smiling so much. As always, their questions were boring, nothing brilliant or insightful, just stupidly phrased queries regarding when his next show would be, when he would produce another magnificent work of art, blah blah blah. The only remotely intriguing matter had been the subject of his dating life, which had sadly been squelched by an acting manager.
“Stupid man,” Ota grumbled, still in sulk mode, “I could have answered that question at least.”
His swiped his room key and as soon as the door opened, he could hear singing.
____ must be here cleaning, he thought with a grin. It was rare for him to catch you when you were still working, and the idea of teasing you was brightening his mood considerably. As he crept towards his room, he noted whatever song was on, the singer was very good. Her voice was beautiful, somewhat seductive and warm. When he nudged the door wider, Ota felt his mouth fall open. The music was coming from your iPod, but the voice that he’d been admiring actually belonged to none other than you. He watched in fascination as you made the bed, singing your heart out to a beautiful romantic ballad, and his heart began to race. He’d never heard you sing before, and this experience was new to him. Every note you produced struck an erotic nerve in him, and all he could think about was ravishing you until he was the cause for you to make such beautiful sounds.
As you were fluffing the pillows, Ota approached you from behind and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist.
“Ah!” you shrieked, surprised to find Ota was home already.
“Why did you tell me you could sing like that Koro?” Ota questioned, burying his face in your neck.
You blushed at having being caught in your secret love of music, but Ota’s lips were becoming distracting.
“Don’t stop,” he ordered softly, his hands starting to wander over your stomach to lower, “I want to hear you sing again. In every room of the house.”

Everything was a blur. One moment you were headed to meet the guys outside the hotel, the next you’d been bumped from behind and were falling forward. Bracing yourself, you were shocked when instead of the sidewalk, there was a warmth on your lips. Images exploded in your unprepared mind like fireworks, baiting you with a few seconds of what was to come. Springing your eyes open, you were mortified to find none other than Mr. Ichinomiya beneath you and you swiftly scrambled off of him.
“______, are you alright?” Baba asked, helping you to your feet.
“Get back in the car!” you cried, shoving Eisuke roughly inside.
You and Baba had just slammed the door behind you before another car sped around the corner and fired several shots at the car, then disappeared into the traffic ahead. Soryu was already on his phone, giving a description to someone, most likely a Dragon, as everyone else stared at you silently.
“Drink this,” Baba directed kindly, handing you a water. You gulped it back greedily before meeting his eyes.
“So, what was that?”
You sighed, wishing that you could’ve kept your secret, even just a bit longer.
“Okay, so some of my family can sort of ‘see’ things… things that haven’t happened yet…..”
“You mean like premonitions?” Ota asked.
“Yeah, I guess. Anyway, the only times I really get anything is usually only through……um, kissing…..” you blushed.
“So you kissed me and saw that coming?”
“Mr. Ichinomiya, I didn’t mean to kiss you! It was an accident, I swear!” you protested, turning immediately to catch Baba’s gaze. But you saw no anger, just his same tender expression.
“I know that,” he smiled, petting your hair, “Next time I’ll be the one to catch you!”
“I bet we could get a far better price for a psychic,” Eisuke murmured aloud.
“What?!” you shrieked, staring at him wide eyed.
“Probably double her original price,” Soryu agreed, his phone call completed.
“What do you say Baba? I’ll give you double your original bid,” Eisuke offered with a wicked grin. “Hell, I might even be interested in something like that.”
“Boss, you’re scaring my poor princess with all your teasing,” Baba laughed, wrapping his arm around your waist.
Instead of leaving with the rest of them, Baba insisted that you were in too much of a shock and that the two of you would be staying home. He led you into the hotel straight to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed however, Baba’s mood changed as he pressed his lips to your throat.
“Wha-what are you doing?” you squeaked, unprepared for his attack.
“Simply marking my princess to ensure nobody thinks about putting their hands where they don’t belong.”
His breath tickled your skin and you shivered when he met your eyes.
“So you can see the future from a kiss huh? Want to see what’s going to happen when I get you home?”
Not giving you a chance to respond, Baba claimed your mouth, kissing you passionately. The images you were receiving had your cheeks stained crimson, and your eyelids fluttered with excitement.
“That good?” Baba whispered teasingly, “I can’t wait.”

It was still very early, and you knew Mamoru always slept in. It was perfectly timed and you managed to get your yoga work out while he slumbered on.
You were in the living room area of his suite, dressed in you sports bra and yoga pants, just finishing up your stretches before beginning the tougher poses. It wasn’t that you were hiding it from him, but if he knew you were doing yoga, you just knew that Mamo would tease you relentlessly. And so that’s why his morning laziness worked to your benefit. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself as you hit upward facing dog, enjoying the pull on your muscles. You continued, stretching and twisting your body this way and that into different poses, angling your body in ways that most people couldn’t even imagine. Dancers split, the hummingbird, a handstand scorpion. You had just attained the embryo pose in headstand when you had the strange sensation of something being off. You opened your eyes to find both Baba and Ota standing in the room gawking at you, just as Mamo came out of his room.
“Why are you two idiots bothering me this early- WHAT THE HELL?”
You looked over to Mamo and saw his eyes had gone wide as he took in your position and the two men blatantly staring before he stormed over to them, grabbed their shirt collars and threw them from the room and locking the door
“Wait Mamo! Let us back in! Please!”
“What are you tryin’ to do kid, gimme a heart attack?!”
You righted yourself and moved to him, utterly embarrassed.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t even hear them come in!”
“One of them must have opened the door,” he grumbled, running a hand through his hair. He lit a smoke and inhaled before looking at you.
“So, this is what you do when I’m sleeping? What the hell was that?”
“It’s just yoga,” you replied embarrassed, gazing at the ground.
“Jesus, had no idea you were that damn flexible….”
He trailed off and when you dared to sneak a look at him, his cheeks were slightly pink.
“Might have to start getting up early from now on.“
“No! You can’t watch me!” you cried in horror, “It would be weird.”
Mamoru chuckled, wrapping a tight arm around your waist to pull you securely into his body.
“Maybe we should just try some of that in the bedroom then,” he whispered suggestively, bringing his lips down to yours. His kiss was smoky and hot, his tongue pressing inside your mouth to tease your own. Your arms circled his neck naturally and his fingers dug into your hips tightly before he gripped your thighs, lifting your legs to wrap about his waist. Still locked in a heated battle of lips and tongue, Mamo carried you back to the bedroom, locking that door as well, as the sounds of Baba and Ota still pleading faded from your ears.

….I feel so lame right now

anonymous asked:

Describe Harry's personality 💖

I think Harry is a guy who wants everyone to like him, to give him a chance before they judge him based on (social) media. He is a sensitive guy, but I think he told himself to suck it up and go with the way some people are because that simply comes with the job.
Harry is a sweet, extrovert, cuddly guy who desperately seeks for someone to start a relationship with - to find that one key of a normal life besides his carrier as a singer. In a relationship, he likes to keep things a secret. He isn’t the kind of person who tells people what he has done with the person he loves, unless it’s not private.
Harry is the guy who likes to go out, but enjoys spending time at home too, watching movies while eating some snacks that he likes to eat, relaxing from everything he went through at work, performing for fans and giving interviews non-stop.
I think he often overthinks things, especially when he is on a plane to a certain destination or when he lies in bed while listening to the ticking of rain against the rooftop or the window, when his mind is at ease. He’d think back to how life was before the day he stepped into the X-Factor building and think of his family, his mum, his sister and his dad. He’d think about struggles he is going through, media always on his ass.
Harry can be a child, because honestly, I think that he won’t let himself grow up mentally. He wants to stay playful, find joy in the things he loves to do.
I don’t think Harry is a morning person. I think he likes sleeping in and gets easily grumpy when someone wakes him up. Loving to be the little spoon, he likes to be pulled in, all cuddled in for the night, no matter how hot it is. He is the kind of guy who’s cheeks flush when you caress his cheeks or when you bathe with him, washing his hair. He is the kind of guy who’s eyes twinkle when he takes time looking at your eyes or smiles when you do something silly.
He’s the one talking about the future, how he wants things to go a certain way, but is a little feared of losing someone, especially scared of refusal, being left after a while and being hurt.
I think Harry is a guy who learned himself to build a wall around his heart, but deep down he won’t ever change. He’ll always be the emotional, somewhat fragile and friendly fella.

Emily Kinney's schedule

 Having worked in media, I wanted to share some thoughts — and hoping people might be able to help me.

Let’s use Norman as an example. Film casting clearly is done in advance. NR spent a chunk of early 5A filming doing a film. This means that at some point months back — Norman was given at least a rough TWD schedule, so that he could make plans to audition and/or schedule other gigs.

Emily: Deaths are given 2 weeks notice. MSF schedule was the first week of August, if I’m not mistaken. So, unless Gimple is evil, they had to have told EK of her death prior to SDCC aka Normily-Con.

Emily, at least from what I can tell, hit her time off (or whatever you want to call it) at pretty much full speed. August 23rd she played Eddie’s Attick and the 27th -29th, during the day, did a photo shoot for a magazine. Typically, publications plan out in advance, much more so than 3 weeks, unless there are cancellations.

She had mini vaycay w/ her fam — and after that she seemed non-stop. Radio and interviews, conventions, more shoots, etc etc. She became the face of a major fashion house. Some of it can be thrown together, but a lot it normally isn’t.

Disclaimer— cause I don’t have her whole schedule, but…

My point is: For someone who only had two weeks notice that she was jobless — she sure has been poppn’ — her busy schedule comes off more NR, like she knew enough in advance to plan it. Or she has one of the best teams in the biz, to get her booked that quick — which she could.

Just my thoughts.


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