oh my god i want one so badly though

Literally Perfect

Kent had been running a solid forty-five minutes late to practice thanks to a car accident and resulting traffic jam between his house and the rink, which was oddly silent when he walked in. Yeah, all the guys were there, but no one was saying anything. There wasn’t even the sound of hockey, of pucks and sticks and skates. Everyone was just standing there and staring at him.

“Okay, what the fuck?” Kent asked, voice echoing in the quiet. At that, everyone jumped back into practice, just further confusing the hell out of Kent.

Whatever, he was late and needed to get geared up to practice, which he did quickly, getting himself on the ice in what he was pretty sure was record time.

Practice was one of the oddest things Kent had ever experienced. On the surface, to an outsider looking in (not that there were any observers; practice was closed), it was normal, but on the ice and to anyone who knew the Aces, something was off. Something was very off. It wasn’t like his team ever really respected him (except during games, but that was a different story), but this was a different level of fuckery. Even the rookies were acting weird, and the rookies hadn’t yet learned that everyone on the team treated the hockey legend, member of the NHL Top 100, with chirps and just general hell.

Kent ignored it as best as he could, throwing himself into practicing, pushing himself to his limits. He probably shouldn’t have done that, but it was whatever. He was used to working through pain and other physical limitations. He’d been doing it his entire life. Some old injuries were screaming at him, but he could handle it.

Practice was just wrapping up when things got even weirder. Kent was about to get off the ice, anxious to get out of his pads and take some painkillers, but the coach stopped him. Then there was a sound of one of the doors onto the ice, which in and of itself wasn’t the oddest thing, given that there were plenty of people who worked with the team, but everyone’s reaction to it was odd. Everyone, even the coaches, turned, looking between whoever was coming onto the ice and Kent.

Kent turned, determined to figure out what the fuck was going on. Once he did, he froze. Coming onto the ice was Alexei, wearing a nice pair of jeans and, of all things, the Parson jersey Kent had gotten him when they had been together six months. He also had one hand behind his back and an almost nervous expression on his face.

“What are you doing here?” Kent asked, confused. He knew that the Falcs had just started their bye week, but the Aces had a hectic schedule with five games during the week, so Alexei had taken Snowy up on his offer to go to Florida for a few days.

Alexei looked nervous. “I’m having something to say,” he said slowly. “Coaches, Aces team, they know.”

Kent was starting to panic a bit. Alexei wouldn’t break up with him in front of his entire team, right? And he wouldn’t do it wearing Kent’s jersey.

Kent glanced back at the team, skating slowly towards them. Swoops intercepted him, though, pushing him towards Alexei, who, oh god, was getting down on one knee and pulling a box from behind his back.

“I’m in love with you, Kent Parson,” Alexei said, and Kent handed Swoops his helmet and gloves so he could wipe his eyes. He was going to get chirped so badly later on for crying, but that was fine.

“I’m wanting to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me?”

Kent was nodding furiously, full on crying now. “Of course I will.”

He skated over and pulled on Alexei’s hand, trying to get him to stand up. It wasn’t going well, but Alexei stood anyway, sliding the ring he held onto Kent’s finger and pulling Kent close. With Kent wearing skates and Alexei in regular shoes, their height was a bit closer than usual, so Kent only had to lean up a few inches to press his lips to Alexei’s.

The Aces burst into applause and chirping cheers and Kent flipped them off without turning around.

“You’re literally perfect,” he whispered against Alexei’s lips and felt rather than saw the grin he got in response. “I’m so excited to be marrying you.”

Falling Into The Wrong Crowd-Part Three (Jax Teller x Reader)

Summary: (Y/N) cannot get the image of the mysterious biker out of her head, she is so sure that is is him, they are back. The girls aren’t sure whether to believe her still, though something is telling the Sons that danger is coming. They can’t help but get involved with their friends only causing more trouble.

Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name

Warnings: Violence, swearing, alcohol, drugs, abuse (it’s Sons Of Anarchy, what do you expect?)

As I stormed out of the TM I couldn’t stop crying. Why wouldn’t they believe me? I wouldn’t make any of this up, why would I? I’m not the sort of person to make a sick joke. It didn’t make any sense. I know that we were supposed to be forgetting what happened but why would they just shove aside what happened to me? Questions ran through my head until a voice called out to me. Looking up, Jax was on his bike pulling up next to me.

“What do you want Jax?” I snapped.

“Look, I won’t ask any questions if you don’t want to talk but let me take you home. You seemed scared back there, I’m sure you don’t want to be alone.” he had pity on his face.

“Maybe it would be better if I was alone.” I lied.

“Just get on.”

He was right, I definitely didn’t want to be alone, especially if my assumption was true. For the second time that day I got behind Jax before he took me home. Once again I felt relaxed as we sped through the streets, closing my eyes and resting my cheek on his back. The ride was over too quickly though, I had to come back and face everything. He insisted that he should come inside, just until I had calmed down or someone came back.

I offered him a drink but he declined. Taking out a bottle of wine, I poured a lot into a glass before it almost overflowed. I could feel his eyes on me but I didn’t care. I needed this right now. Jax and I were sat on the sofa closely in silence until he spoke.

“What was that all about back there?” he asked in a hushed tone, looking into my eyes.

“It’s all in the past according to the girls.” I mumbled, taking a huge gulp of wine.

“You said that you were going to wind up dead, it has to be serious.”

“Oh it is. But it doesn’t matter because they don’t believe me.”

“Well I do.”

“You don’t even understand what’s happening.”

“No but it’s evident that it’s scaring you.”

Again, more tears began to fall. Goddamn emotions.

“It’s just…I don’t see how they can forget it all so quickly or at least pretend that it never happened. Maybe I remember it clearer, I was more involved.”

“Involved in what?” Jax was desperate to know answers but he wasn’t getting angry with me.

“I don’t even know you. I met you two days ago.”

“Sometimes it’s better to talk to a stranger than a friend.” he took the glass out of my hand and placed it on the coffee table in front of us.

I sighed, debating whether to tell him. However if I didn’t talk about it soon I thought I would explode.

“Before we moved here, we had trouble with another MC in our town. The girls were in business with them, selling drugs and whatnot, they got caught twice and went to prison because of it. The first time they kept quiet about providing it for the MC but the second time around they ratted them out to get a shorter sentence. The club had given an annonymus tip that the girls were the only ones involved, meaning that they would be the only ones to go down. This obviously made them really angry.

"However, I was dating one of their members at the time. Keira from Cara Cara used to live there, she had an abusive boyfriend and I tried to save her; however I ended up getting beaten too until the girls and a member of the MC saved me. He later asked me out. It wasn’t too serious, though I thought I was maybe going to become his old lady or something. He was so good to me, he cared for me when the girls got locked up until the second time. They threatened me and I had no where to hide. I was the one they took their anger out on. I thought I was going to die because they beat me almost every day. The girls had no idea about it so obviously continued to rat them out. I endured it for as long as I could.”

I paused for a minute, trying to not break down in front of Jax. He probably thought I was a psycho bitch after that scream fest at the club. He didn’t rush me which I was thankful for. Jax stayed quiet, waiting for me to continue.

“They had me locked up in my own home. People started to wonder where I was, what had happened to me. One night I managed to escape. I couldn’t believe that I was getting out of there. However they soon found out that I had left and came after me on their bikes, shooting at the girl running through the streets. I was hit in the arm but continued to run. The police showed up because of the amount of calls about a shootout happening in the neighborhood. They took me to the hospital and that’s where I was reunited with the girls. I didn’t answer any questions when the police visited and as soon as I was better we fleed the town.”

I grabbed the glass and took another massive gulp of wine. It was almost gone. Jax was speechless. He was trying to say something but he wasn’t sure what. I just started to cry, I couldn’t hold it back. The girls thought the best way to forget it all was to never talk about it. That wasn’t right. It needed to be talked about.

“That’s…I don’t know what to say.” He breahed out.

“We jumped around a lot, trying to throw them off in case they were following, mostly staying in motels. It’s been about two months.”

“What!? I thought you were talking about years ago? Maybe a couple more months at least.”

“Nope. That’s why I’m panicking so much. We didn’t lose them, they found us.”

“Look, maybe it isn’t them-”

I leapt out of my seat and stormed to the kitchen. Placing the glass next to the sink, I just took the bottle instead. Before I could get one sip, Jax snatched it out of my hands. We glared at each other.

“This isn’t the way to deal with this. Tonight you and the girls are going to come to the party and apologise to one another. From there we’ll work out what’s happening around here.” he ordered never blinking.

I shyly nodded.

“Good. Go have a bath or something, calm yourself down. I’ll be out here if you need me.”

I did as he suggested. As I watched the water fill up the bathtub, I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if the MC was here. Were they here for us or something else? Slipping into the steaming water I tried to push the thoughts and worries aside. My hand absentmindedly ran over the wound on my upper arm, the scar on my skin reminding me that I was lucky to be alive. I had never been so scared of a noise before in my life. Even when I heard gunshots on TV shows I flinched. It could have been the last thing I heard before I died. No one wants that.

It was silent throughout the house. I wasn’t sure what Jax was doing. Oh god he was probably wanting to get out of here so badly. We were just another problem for the club. They didn’t have to get involved though I had a feeling that they couldn’t escape now. What if both MCs were rivals already, or worse friends!?

After the bath, I started to reapply my makeup which was a mess due to my breakdown. It was still so quiet in the house and I had to call out to Jax to make sure he was still there. After getting ready again, I brushed my hair out and chose an outfit for the party. I’d been to an MC party before, I knew what I should wear. I also knew that there would be many women there with much less clothing than me.

A knock on the bedroom door startled me.“(Y/N), can I come in?”

“Yeah.”

I continued to put on some jewelry as he walked in. I watched him through my mirror, sitting on the edge of the bed his eyes met mine.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

I sighed.“Not much better if I’m being honest.”

“You know that it’s for the best, making up with the others I mean.”

“Yeah. It’s just going to be hard because they didn’t believe me.”

We made our way to the club house again. I began to feel nervous, what was going to happen with the girls? Were we just going to keep arguing about this or could we actually resolve it? As we arrived something seemed wrong. There was no loud music, no chatter from the crowds and no people for that matter. Jax and I got off his bike, his face showing confusion, as did mine.

“Jax, what’s happening?” I asked him.

“I don’t know, stay close to me.” he took out a gun from the waist line of his trousers before grabbing my hand.

We took cautious steps towards the club house. I had been to this sort of party before, there had to be something going on here. Jax kept me behind his back, looking out for any danger. However we were caught off guard, both of us being knocked off of our feet. We were lying on the floor and before Jax could shoot the attackers the gun was forced out of his hands.

“Miss us baby girl?” a slimy voice free my attention away from the ground and up at the men.


That’s when I let out a blood curdling scream.

listen bewear, i know that i probably thought some bad things about you like “man what kind of FUCKING creepy ass pokemon is this holy shit” 

but now,,, i take it ALL back just jsust what the FUC K is this it’s so cute oh my god it looks like a lil puppy bear i want to take it home and brush it and feed it lil puppy treats and groom it and i just want oNE SO BADLY and he just looks so happy when he attacks even though he’s probably letting out an evil ass dark pulse or something but he still look s o cuTE when doing so aaaaaa;;;;; i just want to hug it and snuggle it and just want to thank not only god but nintendo itself

Requested: Mikey Imagine

Anonymous: Hey could you do an one shot/Imagine where Michael and this girl are online and they meet for the first time.

A/N: Truly sorry it took so long for me to post it. Hope you like it :)

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When will we be able to finally meet Michael?’ Your fingers glided over the keys of the laptop, that was laying in your lap.

Scrolling through Tumblr, patiently waiting for your friend Michael to reply. You and Michael have been talking for almost a year, well 8 months. You two started talking when you shared a post of his that was something about anime, how most people either secretly like it, hate it, or love it. You being one of the few that secretly love it. Proceeding in him asking why no one knows about it, and what favorite shows you like.

From there you two hit it off just fine, messaging one another back and forth, though he was always busy. Something about always on the road with a band, they were starting to make it big. Even though he wasn’t telling you what the bands name was or anything. Yet you were still curious, hearing the little ding sound and a 1 on the message from Michael.

‘…Maybe this week, I’m going to be around your town...’

Your heart started to speed up a bit, finally you will be able to meet Michael.

Replying almost to fast, but not caring ‘ Really?! That’s amazing, we should meet up!’ pressing the enter key, waiting for his response. Standing in front of your laptop, bouncing in place waiting for his reply. Hoping he will fully agree.

‘Yeah, we should..I’ll be busy with the band and everything. Other than that I should be able to, as long as you’re okay with it.’

Squealing while doing a little dance your room, almost knocking over the glass of water that was on your night stand. Hearing the ding again but this time 3 times. Jumping onto the bed grabbing the laptop.

‘We can meet tomorrow if its alright with you? ’’As long as you can handle my band mates.’‘Please say yes he is terrified that you won’t agree -Calum.’

Calum? He has talked about his band mates before but never by name though, nice name though. ‘Sure! That would be perfect I don’t have classes or work that day.’

‘Sweet, I’ll send you the address tomorrow.

Squealing -yet again-,running to the closet you start to pick out what to wear for tomorrow.

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You had gotten hardly any sleep, but it was worth it. Found the perfect outfit, blue T-shirt, with black jeans and white converses. Hair pulled up into a lose pony-tail, mascara and eyeliner on, with some lip-gloss. Taking a right, found yourself at the arena. Furrowing your eyebrows, parking in the spot that Michael had told me to park.

Putting the car in park, reaching over to take my phone from the floor.

Hey I’m here..why am I at the arena?’ Setting down the phone turning on the radio, leaning back waiting for Michael to message me back.

-Ding-

‘Come to the front someone will be taking you to me. Just act cool while it happens, make it seem like you just lost someone or something.’

‘Okay..’ Turning off the car, making sure the window where all rolled up. Taking your purse, you make your way to the front. Seeing a guy with the shirt that says Security, on it you make your way to him pushing past some girls that where waiting. Even stepping over some since some were sleeping and/or talking to others.

“Um..Hi, uh my name is Y/N Y/L/N. Michael told me to come to you…I think you at least..” You whispered softly to the very tall man, hoping that no one would hear you. Couldn’t help to notice the looks and glares some girls were giving you though, “Act like something just happened and you need my help.” He whispered, you barely heard it since he said it so lowly.

Taking a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

“I need your help I-I think I lost my b-baby s-sister, one moment-t s-she was by me that next -” Gasping out tears falling down your face,” She wanted to come see this band so badly, so I-I b-brought h-her.. o-oh m-my god this is my fault isn’t?” Resting your hands against your forehead, crying harder.

You could hear murmuring and whispers behind you, some you could make out.

“Oh my god, she lost her sister?”

“How said I hope they can find her.”

“Hopefully she didn’t get far.”

Feeling a hand rest on your shoulder you were being pulled to the front, and into the building. “That was some good acting, I’ll be taking you to Micheal now dear.” Nodding your head, while dabbing at your face with you shirt sleeve thank god that your mascara was water proof.

“Y/N!” You heard from down the long hall way, in front of you. Towards the end there was a boy maybe 6′3 with black hair, pale complication, wearing a leather jacket with an AC/DC shirt and black pants. Waving his hands, a huge smile on his face.

“Oh my god! Michael!” Finally realizing that this must be Michael…Michael Clifford, guitarist of 5SOS, and Internet BFF.

Running into his out-stretched arms. Burring your face into his cologne scented chest.

“Finally they meet, I’m telling you if we had to hear one more ‘You guys think I should ask to meet her?’ ‘Maybe I could skype her’ we were going to fly you out just to hear him shut up.” The blonde one said, leaning up against the door frame.

“Shut up Luke.” Michael muttered out, pushing his shoulder.

“Yeah Luke, anyways I’m Ashton the one that had to deal with the complaining way more then them.” He told me standing behind Luke shirtless may I add, in his hand drumsticks. His sandy colored hair matted with sweat.

“No No, it was me! Ugh getting texts saying how cool and amazing you were.. dear god.. Anyway Calum.” A tall tan black haired boy shouted from the couch, a bass in his lap.

“Anyways how about I show you around? Maybe even get to know one another a little more.”

“I would like that.” You told him linking your arms together, walking down the hall but not before Luke shouted “ DON’T DO ANYTHING I WOULDN’T DO!”

“YOU HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING!” Michael shouted back, giggling I lay my head against his arm.

“So what am I seeing first?”

“The stage where you will be watching us, play horrible. You won’t be on on the stage you’ll be on the side lines, my side.”

“Can’t wait.”

“You never answered what anime shows you favor the most.” He giggled out after a long silence of us just walking towards the stage.

thepreciousthing  asked:

Inspired by the latest ep of a series you REALLY NEED TO WATCH if you haven't seen it yet: The Senshi have unlocked a new power! When in sync with each other, they can temporarily fuse with one another and become a single person, combining their strengths and personalities. What pairs end up making the best combos? The worst? What is Reisagi like?

I WONDER WHAT SERIES YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT EIGHT MONTHS AGO

I had a lot of Senshi Fusion questions in here, so obviously this is a topic we need to discuss. The problem of course is twofold.

In one part, because I don’t know a hell of a lot about fusions yet. [Nor am I looking to be told. I’m watching Steven Universe spoiler-free and appreciate your help in staying that way.] I could easily miss some key details that would play into my answers.

The second part is volume. Assuming a Fusion is possible only between two characters (and I suspect it’s not, but for the sake of ease at the moment), then in the Inners alone we have ten separate combinations. A pretty high number, but not too daunting, especially for an Ask you’ve been waiting EIGHT MONTHS for. Add in the Outers though, plus Chibs, and there are 45. So Hubby says. I can’t math. It’s a lot though, and now we’re getting a bit much for anything in-depth.

I'MMA STILL ANSWER. I’m just going to limit that answer to the Inners for now (SOMEONE SEND AN ASK LATER AND I’LL DO OUTERS TOO), with a focus more on the specific question, so I don’t meander off and get lost in all my Fusion speculation. That means, assuming a Fusion is a combination of individual strengths and personalities, who work the best, who work the worst, and generally what are they like.

HERE WE GO. Watch me try to make all the questions and the eight months of waiting worthwhile.

Usagi/Rei: I WOULD PAY SO MUCH FOR THIS. So the first thing I can rule out with an Usagi/Rei Fusion is bickering. It’s Rei and Usagi speaking their own language, but for all that, they spark off each other too easily. It could quickly devolve and pop them out of sync, which I could easily see happening on a regular basis when they were Fused. I think for the everyday, it’d be hit and miss for them to keep together in one form. Give them an objective, though, and they’d be absolutely devastating. In their own ways, they’re deeply committed to achieving their goals on their terms. Even better, the older they get, the more those goals align. In their way, Rei and Usagi become a perpetual motion machine. Usagi provides the destination, Rei provides the focus. Rei never lets Usagi stop, Usagi draws her strength from Rei, which only fuel’s Rei’s determination. Set them on something they believe in, and I think the Reisagi Fusion would be nearly unstoppable.

Usagi/Minako: SO EASY TO FUSE. I don’t even know that they’d need to do a dance, just basically Minako raising an eyebrow and BAM, instant 2x blonde. Remembering again that I have very little Fusion knowledge to go on, I think Usaginako would Fuse so easily and intently that you’d actually have trouble getting them apart. I think them splitting would be a joint decision, rather than something that happened out of their control. Of course for all that ease, how powerful or effective would they be? I think pretty great, but I don’t know how specifically effective beyond “we are more powerful together”. Usagi and Minako’s powers both are on the more defensive side, so I think they’d continue to play more of a support role in battle, but with the increased power of Usagi behind Minako’s usual flexibility. I think, too, they’d tend to get distracted. Usagi and Minako feed each other’s worst tendencies. Giving them literally one mind to share can only make that worse. Usaginako’s true nemesis: SOMETHING SHINY

Usagi/Mako: SUPER PROTECTOTRON 5000. Maksagi (in my head it sounds like Mach-sagi, like she’s either a jet plane or a men’s razor. I’m not sure which, but both are funny) would I think take a bit of effort, but nothing too severe. Unless Usagi is scared and running to Mako for protection. Then Usagi just flings herself at Mako and the whole thing happens without anyone even thinking about it. Otherwise though, they’d need a bit of ritual and focus I think. As a Fusion, I see Maksagi doing great when they were working for someone else. If the others were threatened, for example, their desire to protect would be immense. Their power in those instances could be truly impressive, as both have near infinite compassion. It wouldn’t be quite as smooth outside of the moment though I think. Nothing tempestuous exactly, but I see Mako’s tendency to bursts of single-minded anger or stubbornness conflicting with Usagi’s occasional reluctance and indecision. I’m visualizing it like tiny Usagi trying to walk the giant mastiff that is Mako and how impossible it is to keep her from chasing a squirrel, or like giant mastiff Mako wanting to run, only to discover that Usagi’s suddenly become the lamppost she’s chained to. I think the sudden force of them wanting to go in separate directions would pull them out of the moment.

Usagi/Ami: Of all the Usagi-based Fusions, I think Usagi and Ami would have the harder time of it. The way they think is just so alien to the other. Usagi is a person of impulse while Ami is one of reason. Their goals would align easily, that’s not a problem, but as I’m understanding Fusion to this point, the key is harmony. Ami and Usagi are kind of like trying to make a harmony between a harp and a washboard from a jug band. You might be playing basically the same tune but that doesn’t mean you’re making music. I think they could sustain it long enough to do what needed to be done (with their powers leaning more to the defensive side, so I think getting others in to help will be necessary pretty fast), but I’m not sure that beyond a size or power boost advantage that they wouldn’t ultimately work better apart than together.

Rei/Minako: Rei and Minako would work both SO WELL and SO BADLY. As battle partners, I am firmly on the side of Rei and Minako being one of the most efficient and deadly of all the Senshi. They get each other in ways that I don’t know many of the others do, with their similarities and differences granting them both cohesion to a single goal or options for many. Put all that into one being capable of utilizing all that at the speed of thought, and *I* wouldn’t want to face her. VAIN THOUGH OH MY GOD. THIS ISN’T JUST A FUSION IT’S A FUCKING MEGADIVA. The Rei/Minako fusion would be the most ridiculous thing, constantly in her own imagined spotlight, striking poses, and everything I need to see yesterday. You couldn’t get Rei out of it fast enough when the danger’s passed though. Speaking of, the thing I said before about how the Garnet/Amethyst fusion called to mind fusion as Metaphorical Gem Sex? MINAKO WOULD ABSOLUTELY ABUSE THIS IDEA FOREVER.

Rei/Mako: Potentially difficult to form, but also potentially difficult to split. I have spilled many a word about Rei and Mako’s relationship, and how strained it can be is one of my favourite things about it. But also there’s how simple it can be, as Rei and Mako are often the same sides of different coins. Put them in a battle situation and WATCH THEM GO. I would be afraid of a Rei/Mako Fusion, for all the reasons that Sugilite turned out to be kind of terrifying: just this massive force of destruction. I see Rei and Mako feeding that impulse in each other, and it potentially being a struggle to talk them down from it. This is the “we need a lot of shit wrecked FAST” fusion, but think hard before you go there.

Rei/Ami: Surprisingly effective! Rei and Ami as a Fusion would, I think, be all about the precision targeting. I see her as being an incredible problem solver, the perfect blend of Rei’s intuition and Ami’s intelligence. When she attacks, it’s exactly what she needs to do when she needs to do it. Rei and Ami work so well together, bringing out their own qualities in the other so effortlessly: Ami has a soothing effect on Rei’s temper, while Rei’s able to coax out the fire in Ami. Their Fusion would bring the best of both of them. I think they’d sync easily but also split apart easily, and both come away from the experience feeling it was a good one.

Minako/Mako: Also an effective fusion, if less harmonious. When I think of this one, what I visualize is a rider on a powerful horse. Mako brings the power – the horse – to the fusion, while Minako provides the direction and control. This fusion would be one of the strongest, though trading some of the pure destructive force of some other forms for the focus. She wouldn’t be one of the easiest to form (Mako and Minako have to work at it), but I think maintaining her wouldn’t be quite so hard.  She’d always be walking just a few steps away from the edge of control, but never actually cross.

Minako/Ami: For all that I felt Ami and Usagi would have problems, I don’t quite see that with Minako and Ami. It wouldn’t be “I will fall into you and oops now we’ve Fused” easy, but if this is the route they’re choosing, both Minako and Ami know they want this to happen. Minako and Ami are one of the friendships I think both would need to work at the most, but when it comes to their goals in this case, I think they’ve already done the hard work. As tactical support, this Fusion would be a hell of a force. She wouldn’t be your first line of defence, but the smart enemy would absolutely target her first.

Mako/Ami: THE TEDDY BEAR OF FUSIONS. Mako and Ami get on so effortlessly as it is, I just can’t see a Fusion between them as anything but the easiest, most effortless combination we have here. Interestingly though, I don’t know that there’d be too much overall benefit from it. Mako and Ami’s greatest assets in battle are complementary, but there’s not much for Fusing to enhance or build as the focus. She’d be smart, she’d be strong, but we already had those qualities in Mako and Ami independently. An easy Fusion, but not what I’d qualify as “best”.

WAS THIS ENOUGH WORDS TO JUSTIFY THE EIGHT MONTH WAIT

so i reached 1.6K and i wanted to make another follow forever for the people i’m actually going to follow forever. i just wanted to say thanks for making my dash a really rad place and i think you guys are super cool and amazing,

this is going to be one long ass ride so buckle-up 

friends:

assholuke: ok wow what should i say about you other than brooooo.  i remember when i first followed you and i wanted to be your friend so badly, now im regretting my decision. nah kathryn you’re seriously one of the funniest and coolest people i know and im super glad we became friends even though i dont remember how we first started talking. #its like we were drawn to eachother that was weird bye.

yolucas: oh god kayleigh  how we became friends is one for the history books, we wrote a fanfic about michaels earrings. that was seriously the funniest things ever and i will never forget it. dont even get me started on your smut writing abilities because i will not survive (hope you still have that oscar). i seriously love you more than life we need to talk more because i miss you aw.

whisperlou: michelle!!!! your snapchats are killerrr everytime i open one i laugh really hard ok ur the queen. i remember the first time we talked, i was making fake tweets and you wanted one but said you didnt want one because i already made so many but i gave you one anyway. you are like the funniest,nicest, and cutest person ever and i love you a lot ok?

#-C:(faves are bolded):

5sosmerch / 5sosmichael / 5sospenises / 5sos-unofficial acoustic-cal / acidcxlum /ashtonshugedick / arrowheartcalashyawn / assstonawcashton / awirwin / bitchlucas / blazecal / blowmeclifford / bootical / calsbutt / calumbutt / calumdope / calumoons / calumoxide / calumskiwi / calumslapsmybass / calumslisp / clifforhard / cliffordvoodoo / comfortcal / cumformecalum / cumonmeclifford 

D-H:

dominantmichael/ downanddirtywith5sos / fetus-calum / fletcherirwin / floralmichael / fratboycashton / funluke / f-ivesos / gotmichael / gotmuke /grunghood / hemminq / holalukey / hoodbae / humpthehemmings 

I-L:

iriwins / irwinty / jetlagluke / kickassclifford / kisshemmo /lilhemmo / lukey 

M-P:

masturbassist / michaelscock / mikashton / mikewar / orgascal / paradisecalum / pikacalum / pocketcalum / polarlucas / ponyboyash / punk-clifford

 Q-Z:

sarcalstic / shroomcal / slutlucas / stagelukes / starbucalum / stopirwin / stopitcalum / stupidcal / summerluke / teenageash / topcal / touchmyash / tupash / vegemiteash / vodkaclifford / watermalum 

again, you guys are all super cool thank you for making my dash interesting and fun i love you all alot.

also, sorry if i forget anyone i follow of ton of super rad people and it was hard to choose, even if you aren’t on this I still love you a lot. 

+blogroll;

MTVS Epic Rewatch #41

BTVS 2x17 Passion

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Stray thoughts

1) So I didn’t expect this episode to affect me that much after having watched it A LOT of times, but it still does. BTVS knows how to break my heart into a million pieces every single time.

2) You know shit is about to get real when an episode starts with a “Previously on…”

3) Angelus might be one of the worst psychotic murderous villains in all television history, but he was quite the poet. I’m sure anyone who has watched this episode at least once still remembers the opening and closing voiceover.

Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting. And though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir, open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have?

Just brilliant.

4) See, Twilight? When a guy creeps into your bedroom in the middle of the night and watches you sleep, it’s not romantic! It’s creepy, disturbing, TERRIFYING!

This is not something that should be romanticized. This should be a huge warning sign!

5) I love when a show makes fun of itself.

Xander:  Excuse me, but have you ever heard of knocking?

Jonathon: We’re supposed to get some books. On Stalin. 

Xander:  Does this look like a Barnes & Noble?

Giles:  This is a school library, Xander.

Xander:  Since when?

6) Is this a thing that happens for real in American schools? Do teachers really get to choose one of their students as a sub without checking with the school authorities first? 

7) Giles’ face when Jenny reveals she’s in love with him, though.

8) Oh god, I just noticed this and it broke my heart.

Jenny: I just wanna be right with you. I don’t expect more. I just want so badly to make all this up to you.

Giles:  I understand. But I’m not the one you need to make it up to.

See, if Giles hand’t said that, then Jenny wouldn’t have tried to find a way to restore Angel’s soul so that he and Buffy could be together again and Angelus wouldn’t have tracked her down and then oh god Jenny would have lived. Do you think if Giles ever wondered if things might have been different had he been more forgiving of Jenny? If he hadn’t pushed her to mend fences with Buffy before they could be together again? This is just so sad.

9) “Don’t tell me. He’s changed. He’s not the same guy you fell for?” That’s the understatement of the century.

10) So Willow was feeding her fish but didn’t notice the lack of fish in the aquarium?

11) RIP Willow’s fish, though.

And I’m grateful she didn’t have a puppy, too. That’s something I couldn’t have stood to watch, just the thought of it gives me the creeps!

12) Buffy admitting she cares too much about Giles to prevent him from being happy because of her grudge is the most lovely thing she could’ve done.

13) “Oh, thank goodness. I actually had to talk my grandmother into switching cars with me last night.” Bless you, Cordy. I’m sure your grandma could’ve fended for herself against the vamps.

14) Oranges, am I right?

15) So this is what the restoration spell is about, in case you were wondering.

As the orb is round in nature, as the earth is round in nature and the heavens are round in nature, so is the soul. Return from whence you were banished, using this orb as your guide - penetrate every ounce of the flesh, every sinew of the body and every tissue of the heart. Make what lays before you more than the empty vessel that is animal, that is beast  - make it man as God created when he separated the firmament of the heavens from the earth. Come forth now, return, return. As the orb burns, let life burn. 

It’s kind of beautiful, isn’t it? 

16) Now, Angelus didn’t really need an invitation to enter a public school building, did he?

17) And then THE scene…

I know Buffy is often (wrongly, in my opinion) labeled a “horror” show, because vampires + monsters = horror, I guess. But it’s not that often that the show actually delivers scenes that can fall under that genre. This is one of those rare instances. I don’t even know how many times I’ve watched this episode, but I can still feel the dread and the tension and the suspense building up. I’m rooting for Jenny, I almost hope Jenny will make it out alive every time I watch this episode. And I’m still heartbroken every time she doesn’t. It’s a testament to the awesomeness of this show that after all these years I still get chills watching this scene, as if I’m not expecting what I know will happen. (btw, if by any chance you’ve seen recaps or video reactions to this episode by spoiler-free first-time viewers, send them my way because I really really want to vicariously experience the shock from someone else’s first viewing)

What makes this death scene even worse, if that’s even possible, is the fact that Angelus doesn’t even act like a vampire, he’s just a psychotic murderer. He doesn’t try to bite her or feed from her or turn her. He just gets in vamp face to further scare her, not that it was necessary. He’s in it for the thrill of the hunt, the chase, and the kill. He doesn’t even look back after he snaps her neck. It’s all so vicious and depraved. 

18) 

Willow:  Oh, yeah. It went fine. Well, it went fine until Angel showed up and told Buffy’s mom that he and Buffy had… Well, you know, that they had… you know. You do know, right?

Giles:  Oh, yes. Yes. Sorry.

Willow: Oh, good, ‘cause I just realized that being a ibrarian and all, you maybe didn’t know.

Oh, Willow, as if you hand’t fantasized about what this particular librarian would know about that

19) And for once, Joyce did quite a decent job at parenting.

Buffy: I can’t tell you everything.

Joyce:  How about anything? Buffy, you can shut me out of your life, I am pretty much used to that. But don’t expect me to ever stop caring about you, because it’s never gonna happen. I love you more than anything in the world.

It was about damn time, Joyce.

20) I may or may not have started crying right when I saw this.

The way Angelus set Giles up is so much worse that any kind of physical torture he could’ve possibly inflicted on him. Angelus rejoiced in inflicting and witnessing emotional torture and pain and that’s definitely one of the most horrifying things anyone can do. Angelus was the worst, you know?

21) Exhibit B.

22) Didn’t the cops search Giles’ house, though? Didn’t they notice the trunk full of deadly (medieval!) weapons? Didn’t they have any questions? Didn’t they consider for just a second that the boyfriend might be the killer?

23) OF COURSE Xander would pull the “I told you so” card at the worst possible time.

24) Giles beating up Angelus gives me life, just saying. Even if it was just for a few seconds.

25) Break my heart, why don’t you?

26) 

Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank… Without passion, we’d be truly dead.

27) 

I’m sorry. I’m sorry I couldn’t kill him for you… for her… when I had the chance. I wasn’t ready. But I think I finally am. I can’t hold on to the past anymore. Angel has gone. Nothing’s ever gonna bring him back.

28) And the most unexpected plot twist in history: everything depends on the Scoobies finding a fucking floppy disk.

28) I think I need therapy after watching this episode. K, bye.