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reasons why The Party (s1 ep16) is the single greatest brooklyn nine nine - nay, comedy tv show - episode ever made and i’ll probably never ever get tired of watching it:

- strong underlying plot surrounding the discrimination against race and sexuality perpetuated by the NYPD and how awful and hurtful and gross that behaviour is

- zero dancing around the above subject, even going so far as to bluntly describe the perpetrators of the discrimination as “many of whom look exactly like you” to the white cishet male protagonist

- consequent acknowledgement of said protagonist of the crappiness of the behaviour even though he himself has never expressed even a hint of being prejudiced (he doesn’t get defensive, or scoff and brush it off, or say “Well, NOT ME”; Jake’s uncomfortable with emotions, sure, and says so, but not once in that scene does he dismiss Kevin’s concerns as not applying to him - rather, he demonstrates with his actions how much he (and the rest of the squad) care about and respect Captain Holt)

- kevin cozner is unfortunately not the star of danzes with wolvez

- [terrible falsetto] “Raymond, those slacks are a knockout!”

- the entire trope setup of the squad being in a Super Affluent Adult Situation, suddenly magnifying their collective weirdo-ness by showing how whacky their regular shenanigans really are in a normal Real World setting

- a party, no less

- for their boss’s birthday

- oh man

- “don’t move in a group! you’re not gazels!!”

- Charles having to put on Terry’s fifty-sizes-too-big cardigan to hide the massive salsa stain on his shirt

- “this fits so well, Terry, we have such similar physiques!”

- the hecnking. the fact that to any outside observer who did not Know amy santiago and jake peralta, watching them sneak upstairs one right after the other with no context could have only been interpreted as “they’re gonna go bang”, when, in fact, banging was the last thing on either of their minds

- they were instead concerned with trying to either a) back the unfortunate pro-slavery stance they’d accidentally backed themselves into or b) heinously violate the captain’s privacy by cataloguing the presence of “how it’s made: contact lenses” on his DVR, oh my God

- “we’re could have been really cool people! we weren’t, but we could have been!”

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What Are Friends For? {Remus Lupin x Reader} *REQUESTED*

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Sunday afternoons with (Y/n) were mostly spent outdoors, trying to explore the secluded places around the school. (Y/n) did not mind this since she loved being away from all the drama in school and it was the only time she really gets to spend with her boyfriend, Remus Lupin, alone.  

She sat on the checkered blanket he had set up for their picnic by the lake while Remus lied down with his head on her lap.

“How are you today, love?” He smiled, looking up at his girl.

“Splendid, darling. What about you?”

“Good!” He chuckled, opening his mouth as she popped a tiny chocolate in his mouth. His lips closed around the tip of her finger, making her giggle.

“No biting!” She laughed, drawing back her hand and wiping it on her dress. Remus sat up and took a tiny chocolate as well, holding it between his fingers.

“Alright, now it’s your turn.” He smirked and as his hand came close to her lips, he suddenly popped it in his mouth at the last second. She frowned at him while he began to laugh.

“That’s not fair!” She whined.

“Again, again. But this time, close your eyes and open your mouth when I tell you to.”

(Y/n) raised her brow at him suspiciously. “You’re not gonna put a pebble in my mouth now, are you?”

“Of course not. Now close your eyes.”

She did as she was told and waited for his instruction. She wanted to keep one eye open to see what he was trying to do when she felt him kiss her lips lightly.

She opened her eyes and saw the smirk on his face.

“So where’s the chocolate?”

“Come on, you didn’t find that at least a bit sweet?”

“Well, I wasn’t able to taste anything. Maybe you should try again.”

“Now, you’re just playing with me.”

(Y/n) laughed at Remus who pretended to look angry, his arms crossed and his lips in a cute pout. She wrapped her arms around him and lied down on the blanket with him, watching the clouds move slowly. Remus pulled her closer to him, nuzzling his nose in her hair.

“You know, when I was a kid, I thought the cotton candy was stolen from the clouds.” She said, making him lift his head and look at her amusingly.

“Mm, you know what I think?”

“What?”

“I think your parents stole the stars and placed them in your eyes.”  Remus smiled, twirling her hair around his finger. She snorted at his pick up line and rolled her eyes.

“Haha. Try again.”

“Hm, I think your parents stole the–”

“Seriously? What is it with my parents stealing things?” She grinned at him.

“Because you stole my heart, (Y/n).” Remus said with a straight face. (Y/n) watched him and tried to bite her lip to force herself from smiling but she could not take it. She chuckled and felt her cheeks blush at his words.

“That was very smooth, Lupin.”

He smiled and kissed her lips once more which she returned passionately. She gave him one last tiny peck before checking the time.

“Do you think we should go back?”

“Yeah, the boys might get suspicious already. I told them I was in the library and James might find out I’m not there.”

(Y/n) nodded understandably, beginning to pack away their things and the checkered blanket. Remus helped her out and the two walked together hand in hand before stopping at the front of one of the school’s entrance.

“Next week again?” He asked to which (Y/n) smiled and nodded again.

“Sunday. See you around, love.” She placed a kiss on his cheek and waved goodbye.

He blushed at the gesture and went back to the Gryffindor common room where his friends sat by the fire. James was the first to notice the smile on Remus’s face which he tried to hide.

“You look a little happy there, Moony. Did you find little red riding hood on her way to her granny’s house?”

“No, just the same red haired girl who won’t go out with you.” Remus countered, sitting on one of the empty chairs.

“Oooh, burn, Prongs!”

“Shut up, Padfoot.”

“I just went to the library to read,” Remus said, smiling once more as he pictured the smile on (Y/n)’s face and her beautiful (h/c) hair.

“Moony, you’re doing it again,” Peter said, watching his friend with amusement.

“Doing what?”

“You’re a bad liar, Moony. No, you’re a horrible liar.” Sirius teased.

“You’re fancying someone!” James smirked. “Come on, lovewolf. Who is it?”

“No one!”

“Oh, I think I know who it is! It’s (Y/n), isn’t it?” Peter said, bouncing on his chair excitedly.

“Wow, Peter. Thanks for ratting me out.” Remus rolled his eyes.

“So it is true!” James said. “You fancy her!”

“Yes!”

“Have you snogged her yet?” Sirius asked. The question caught Remus off guard and without hesitation, he answered a loud “Yes” before realizing he had slipped his own secret. The boys snorted and laughed while Remus hid his blushing face with a pillow.

“Lovewolf, lovewolf!” James chanted, “Think we should name you that, instead!”

“Fuck off, Prongs.”

“Mind your language, swearwolf.”

“Maybe we should also call (Y/n) something. Like Mrs. Moony! Or Mrs. Lovewolf!”

“Can we stop with the lovewolf, please?” Remus complained from behind the pillow.

“Can’t quite hear you, Moony. What did you say?”

“I said, can we stop with the–”

“Oh, Remus! Where are thou Remus?” James said in a high pitched voice, ignoring his friend’s muttering. “Oh, yes! Remus! Right there!”

James started to moan loud, enough to be heard from outside. Sirius joined him and the two began to create random noises while Peter laughed at the two.  

“You two disgust me.” Remus removed his pillow and waited for the two to calm down from their antics. After sharing a last laugh, they stopped and sat on the chair where Remus was.

“So, I take it, you really love her?” James asked.

“Of course I do. I’m just worried how she’ll feel about our relationship now publicized.”

“Nobody knows excepts us, you know.” Sirius said.

“Well, you were moaning my name earlier so I’m pretty sure the whole castle knows by now.”

“Even so, you think we won’t hex them if they say something?”

“Padfoot’s right. I think we should celebrate this and maybe next time, I can also join you with my future–”

“And nonexistent.”

“–wife!” James finished and glared at Sirius.

“We got your back, Moony!” Peter smiled, patting his friend’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about it.”

Remus shook his head with a smile and ran his fingers through his hair. Despite how idiotic and troublesome his friends could be, they were like his family and now that they know about his relationship with (Y/n), he couldn’t help but feel happy and satisfied with the people he cared most about.

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Boris in: Dancing with the Devil Pg2

        Boris woke up and stretched as he yawned. He itched his head. He got out of bed and put on his pants. He went outside and let out the sheep from the barn. He counted them up and frozed.

Boris:“There’s….wait, no, that’s not right.” He recounted them again.“There’s suppose to be thirty. There’s ten missing.” He quickly searched the barn for them making sure they weren’t asleep somewhere.“Oh no…” He looked for any tracks for any fox’s that might have snuck in last night. His ears flattened when saw only shoe tracks. He clenched his fists and growled.“Oooh! That just burns me!” He said a bit angrily. He sighed. He watched the sheep eat and wander for a little while before locking them back up in the barn and getting in his
truck. He drove down the dirt path. When he drove into town his eyes widened.“What the…?!” There were people trying to scrub out the ink off the walls and windows.“What the heck happened?” He stopped by Ched’s store and went in.“Mr. Ched?” He called. Ched was on the phone.

Ched:“I don’t care whether you believe me or not! I’m telling ya, a little demon came in last night and stole my candy bars! Hello?! Hello?!” He snarled and slammed down the phone. He looked up at Boris.

Boris:“Someone stole your candy bars?” He slammed his fists down on the counter.

Ched:“Yes! It was a demon I tell ya! Short, had horns, a tail, and he was wearing a bow tie and gloves!” Boris itched his head looking a little confused.

Boris:“That’s odd.” He said.

Ched:“Not only that, he attacked me with ink! Made me hit my off the shelves.”

Boris:“You sure it wasn’t some kid in a costume Mr. Ched?”

Ched:“Ohh, far from it! I hear he attacked Mrs. Mo last night too!” The wolf’s eyes widened in shock.

Boris:“Mrs. Mo? Why would anyone attack someone like her? She’s the sweetest lady in town!” Ched shook his head.

Ched:“Who knows and who cares? Someone’s gotta pay for stealing my stuff! AND ruining my favorite shirt!” Boris left the store and drove to Mrs. Mo’s store.

Boris:“Mrs. Mo?” He called. She came out from the other room and looked relieved when she saw Boris.

Mo:“Oh hello Boris. I was just cleaning up after….what happened last night.”

Boris:“I heard you were attacked but you look fine to me.”

Mo:“Oh, that little devil didn’t lay a hand on me, but I did manage to knock his head off his shoulders with my broom…literally.” She mumbled.“He ate one of my cakes and ruined one of the others. Not only that, he drew on my face!” Boris put his hands on his hips.

Boris:“Now don’t you worry Mrs. Mo, I’m gunna get to the bottom of this. I’ll find out who’s been causing trouble around town and stop them!”

Mo:“Oh dearie, you don’t have to do this.”

Boris:“Nope! I’ve already decided! Besides, someone stole my sheep!”

Mo:“Oh no! That’s terrible. I’m so sorry.”

“STAMPEDE!!!”

Boris’s ears went up as he spun around. He left the store and saw his sheep running through town. One demon was riding on one of the sheep’s.

Bendy:“WOOOO! I'am King of the Sheep!” He laughed.

Mo:“That’s him!” She pointed out.“That’s the devil who stole my cakes!” Boris jumped on one of the sheep and chased after him.

Boris:“Hey! Get back here!” He yelled. Bendy looked back and grinned mischievously.

Bendy:“Ohh, look! Someone wants to play!” He giggled. Boris hopped onto the next sheep, then the next, then the next, to get closer to Bendy. Bendy saw him and gasped. He stood up and jumped through an open window of a building. Boris did the same thing and fell in a puddle of ink.

Boris:“Ew!” He said and shook it off.  He looked around and saw Bendy in the elevator across the hall waving at him. He ran towards him.

Bendy:“GOOOING UP!” He pressed a button and the doors closed. Boris slammed into them flat. He fell backwards and landed on his back. He sat up and shook his head. He saw what floor he was heading to and ran up the stairs. When he reached the floor he saw Bendy waving at him once again. He growled and ran towards him again.“GOOOING DOWN!” The doors closed and he stopped himself from running into them. He ran back down the stairs and looked a little tired. He saw Bendy leaning against the door ways and winked at him as he waved. Boris bared his teeth at him. He took in  a deep breath and sighed. He walked towards him instead of running.

Boris:“Okay look, let’s talk about-” He was interrupted by ink to the face and he slid across the floor on his back. Bendy laughed as he pointed at him.

Bendy:“Careful! Wouldn’t wanna slip into an accident now do we? AHAHAHA!” He ran into one of the rooms. Boris chased after him.

Boris:“Where you at devil?” He called as he looked around the room. He looked under the bed. He wasn’t there. He heard the shower running and a familiar voice singing. He went in the bathroom. He moved the curtains and the demon screamed. Boris jumped back startled and quickly closed the curtain.“Woops! Sorry!” He left the bathroom quickly. He was about to leave but then frozed.“Hey wait a minute!” He went back in the bathroom and moved the curtains again.“Got ya!” He said but there was only ink  going down the drain.“Huh?” He itched his head. Just then he heard something squeak behind him and he turned only to find the demon lifting his foot off the rubber duck. He smiled nervously at Boris and chuckled.

Bendy:“Uh, hi?” Boris went to grab him but he spat ink on him again. He ran out of the bathroom and Boris chased after him once more. They ran up the stairs and went to the top of the building. Bendy ran to the edge of the building. He looked back at Boris and held out one hand.“Hold it!” Boris stopped and his eyes widened-fearing what he was going to say.“Take one more step and I’ll jump! I’ll do it!” Boris shook his head.

Boris:“No wait! Don’t do it!” He begged.

Bendy:“I will! Watch me!” He stepped off the building and screamed as he fell. Boris yiped and jumped over after him. Only to find that he was hanging off the side by his tail. Boris screamed as he fell towards the ground. He shut his eyes tight and waited to hit the ground. However, something grabbed his legs and lowered him down safely. He looked up and saw Bendy standing over him grinning.“Aww, did you fall over for little old me?” He kissed his nose.“Mmmmmmmua! AAHhahahahaha!” He giggled before taking off again. Boris rubbed his nose and shook his head. He looked up at the building he fell from. He looked back at where Bendy used to be.

Boris:“He didn’t let me hit the ground?” He stood up. He shook his head and chased after him.

He found Bendy eating someone’s lunch at an unfinished building.

Boris:“Aha! I finally found you!” Bendy’s eyes widened and he took off running again inside the building.“Wait!”

Bendy:“Ah geez! You don’t know when to quit do ya?” He asked.“That’s okay though! I love playing a good old game of  hide and seek!” He jumped in a drawer.

Boris:“Hey!” He looked inside but there was only ink. He looked around.

“Yoohoo~I’m up here.~”

Boris looked up and saw the demon grinning at him from the top of the stairs. He quickly ran up only to fall through the steps. He held on and pulled himself up. He ran down the hall and looked in the first room on the left. He came back out seeing that he wasn’t in there and saw Bendy walked out of one of the rooms in the middle of the hallway and entered another. Boris chased after him. He opened the door but it was a small closet. He itched his head looking confused.

Boris:“How does he do that?” He asked but mostly to himself.

“Oh buddy.~”

Boris looked only to see the demon shaking his butt at him.

Bendy:“Can’t catch me!” Boris growled and ran after him.“AAH!” He ran once more and looked back at Boris. He grinned.“Ha! You can’t REALLY catch me! No one can-” He tripped over a bucket of paint and slipped across the hallway and fell down a hole in the floor. Boris gasped. “Well, this is a sticky situation.” Boris ran to the hole and looked down.

Boris:“W-where’d ya go?” He looked and saw the demon holding onto a pipe. It looked like a long way down. Boris reached towards him.“Here, grab my hand!” Bendy raised a brow.

Bendy:“Why are you helping me? I thought you were mad!” He said.

Boris:“Yeah but I don’t to hurt you!”

Bendy:“Ha! Very funny. As if no one wants to hurt a demon like me.” He took out a cigar and snapped his fingers. There was a flame on his thumb and he lit the cigar.

Boris:“Don’t smoke that!”

Bendy:“Why not? It’s gunna be my last so, cheers, I guess.”

Boris:“It’s not going to be your last if you just take my hand!” Bendy stared at him for a few more seconds before finally sighing.

Bendy:“Well, alright then.” He reached for his hand but was too short.“I..can’t reach!” He slipped.“AH!” He grabbed the pipe and climbed back up. Boris stretched out a little farther.

Boris:“Try now!” Bendy stretched out his arm again. He stretched out his body farther and could almost grab his hand. He suddenly slipped but Boris managed to grab his hand on time and quickly pulled him up out of the hole and held him close tightly.“Phew, that was a close one.” He said.

Bendy:“Sure was-” The ceiling fell in front of them and Boris spun around and ran screaming. He ran through the halls with Bendy in his arms as the building began to fall apart behind them. He ran down the stairs and jumped through the door way. Smoke filled the air around them. Boris coughed and stood up.

Boris:“Are you okay-” He gasped when he saw that the demon was gone.“Hey! Where did you go? Hello?!” He looked back at the building.“Little demon?” He called and quickly searched through the rubble trying to find the creature. So far there was no sign of him anywhere. Boris’s ears lowered and he sighed sadly.“I didn’t even get your name.”

Boris returned to the farm and let out the sheep. He counted them. Thirty. The sheep must’ve found their way back home he thought. He walked up the hill and sat by the tree to watch the sheep wander around and eat grass. He sighed and took out his clarinet. He began to play a soothing tune.

“Heyyy, not bad!” Said a familiar voice. Boris jumped up and looked around.“Up here.” He looked up and saw the demon sitting on a branch and smiling at him. He jumped down and landed in his arms. He kissed his nose.“Did ya miss me?” Boris grinned.

Boris:“You’re alive!” He swung him around.“I thought you were dead! But you’re alive!”

Bendy:“Whoa! Easy there!” He put him down on his feet and he fixed his bow tie.“So, ya still mad at me for stealin’ your sheep and all?” Boris shook his head.

Boris:“Nope! They’re all back.”  Bendy smiled.

Bendy:“Really? Huh, I wonder how that happened.” He said with a wink. Boris smiled and shook his hand.

Boris:“I’m Boris. Boris the Wolf. I never got to tell ya my name before.”

Bendy:“Well Boris, I’m Bendy. Bendy the Demon.” He put his hands on his hips.“So, I’ve been dying to ask you something all day. Why’d ya help me? Everyone in town is afraid of me. You know I’m a demon don’t ya?” He nodded.

Boris:“Yeah, but you don’t seem all that bad. You didn’t…well you know, eat anyone or anything like that.” Bendy gave him an evil smile.

Bendy:“What makes you think I wouldn’t eat you?” He grinned. Boris shrugged.

Boris:“I don’t know.” He said simply. Bendy frowned. He looked at his clarinet and smiled a little.

Bendy:“Say, Boris, would you mind playing that again?” He held up his clarinet.

Boris:“This? Well, I suppose, but only if you promise to leave the town alone. No more stealing, no more covering people or the town with ink and also, no stealing sheep.” Bendy stomped his foot once.

Bendy:“What? Oh come on! It’s fun!” Boris crossed his arms.“Ugh, fine.” Boris smiled and held up his clarinet. He began to play a tune. Bendy tapped one foot and soon began to dance. Boris joined in shortly. The two danced until the sun went down and the moon came up. Boris stopped playing and yawned.

Boris:“It’s pretty late. I should bring the sheep inside the barn. Do you need a ride home?” He asked as they walked towards the barn.

Bendy:“Oh….yeah, uh, I don’t have a home.”

Boris:“You don’t?” He opened the barn door and the sheep wandered in.

Bendy:“Nope, just been running all over the place. Don’t really need sleep.” He shrugged.

Boris:“Hm…”  The last sheep went inside and he closed the door and locked it. The two walked towards Boris’s house.“Well, if you want, you can stay with me for a little while.” Bendy looked at him with wide eyes.

Bendy:“Really? you really mean that?” He asked with almost a hopeful smile. He nodded. Bendy frowned and gave him a look of doubt.“And no foolin’?”

Boris:“Of course not. You can stay as long as you need to.” He said with a smile. Bendy smiled a little.

Bendy:“Alright then, thanks!” He giggled. They went inside and Boris cooked up dinner for two. They watched T.V. and went to bed. Boris showed Bendy the guest room. The bed was made and looked comfortable.“Wow….my own room!” He sat on the bed.“Hm…not a waterbed but it’s still nice!” He grinned at Boris.“You know, for a wolf you sure are pretty friendly.” Boris smiled.

Boris:“Heh, awww, thanks. For a demon you sure are friendly too.” Bendy rolled his eyes.

Bendy:“Yeah….but I don’t see why I need a bed, I don’t sleep.”

Boris:“That’s ok, you can still use if you want.” He yawned and itched his back.“Well, good night Bendy. I’ll see you in the morning.” He closed the door.
Boris went to get a cup of water from the kitchen. He did he wondered if Bendy needed a cup of water. He walked back into the room.“Oh Bendy, did you…” He trailed off when he saw that Bendy had fallen asleep under the blankets in bed. He blinked twice. He slowly smiled ad chuckled.“G'night little buddy.” He whispered and closed the door quietly before heading off to bed.

For this eye-catching shirt, created in 1993, Prince’s longtime designer Debbie McGuan paired a silk fabric with a book-themed print with the lyrics to Prince’s song “Pink Cashmere”. In addition to printing the lyrics in a beautiful script, complete with eyes in place of the I’s and Prince’s trademark use of the 2 and U, the lapel itself resembles the page of a book.

Debbie’s selection of the lyrics for “Pink Cashmere” was especially poignant due to the fact that the song references a coat Prince had created for his then-girlfriend, Anna Fantastic, which was designed and constructed by his in-house fashion team at Paisley Park.

Ooh, here eye go again, falling in love all over
Oooh, the cycle never ends
U just pray U don’t get burned
Oooh this fire inside of me
Don’t nobody realize what you are 2 me
But baby U got 2 learn

Eye’m making U a coat of pink cashmere
U got to know how eye feel about U
How eye always want U near
Eye’m making U a coat of pink cashmere
Eye’m counting every minute of every hour
‘Til U are here

Fancy a Drink from Undertale’s Hottest Bartender???

Oh dear… please don’t drag me into this. I’m not even playing the game! I just watch my younger sibs play it!(;▽;)

Grillby’s been a crush even before I’ve even seen the actual game. Watching my sibs play just made it stronger even if he doesn’t really have a big role in the game (?) xD

anonymous asked:

Hello! I was wondering what snapey, sarcastic comment Severus ever made you liked best? Because I often find my myself laughing at his remarks and being like: "oooh shit burn!" XD

there are so many but the one i loved the most was “obviously.”

it’s like just one word but packs so much disgust and annoyance in.

oooh man i could burn down an entire galaxy with how angry i am
how can someone go back on their word so much and care so little?? how is it possible to be this heartless??? i’m fuckint flabbergasted

anonymous asked:

I bet I can guess what you look like: a feminazi who's overweight and complains about healthy, fit people and how they create unrealistic expectations for girls. Thin hair that's died, no eyebrows and lips, piercings, has 7 cats

Oooh sick burn bruh