part one!

Right, yeah, I understand.
—  Ravenclaw, who does not understand, but they have a reputation to uphold.
Imagine Dean confessing to you how he feels after almost losing you in a hunt, even if he thinks he’s unworthy of you.

“(Y/n)” his voice was a little louder than before and more urgent but you kept your back to him “Every time-” his voice went back to low and rough “Every time I woke up I’d go for a cold shower, habit maybe because even if the dreams were the best in my life they- they felt like nightmares.” he swallowed thickly “I’ll stare at myself in the mirror and I know every time there is only one thing I can say to myself.”

You closed your eyes, fearing to hear what he had to say next. If he said it you knew you’d break. How could you not already? The man you loved said he had been having nightmares of losing you and as if that was not enough he said that even the beautiful dreams he had with you scared him because he didn’t want to wake up to a world that anything could kill you any given moment.

I hate you. I hate you so much. You dont deserve this, you don’t deserve to live and to feel this way about her. And then- then I’ll think about you and I- I say it again. I say it again to try to convince myself of it, I try so hard.” he let out a shaky breath “I hate you. I hate you so much. I try to make myself believe it, I put everything into it. But I- I don’t. I just can’t. I hate you… And I love you. That’s all I say in the end, because I’m too weak to fight it. I love you, (Y/n) and I can burn in hell for this but I- I love you. Even if you never look at me the way I do, even if you never think of me as more than just your best friend. I love you, ‘cause I can’t help it. And I need you to know it, 'cause I might die tomorrow and I will be damned if this words don’t come out of my mouth for you.”

You didn’t know by now if he was talking to you at that moment, standing right in front of him or he was repeating the words he would utter to an imaginary you. Whichever the case you felt hot tears stream your face.

And I need you to know it. he breathed out in the end, his voice breaking.

You didn’t say a word at him, even if there were a million things you wanted to say. But you couldn’t find it in yourself. And you wanted so much to just turn and ran to him but you were so scared. Despite everything, what he’d just confessed would change everything and you - no matter how much you loved the man - didn’t know how you should react to it.You’ve spend half your life hiding your feelings for him, thinking that all the flirting was just a game but here he was. Saying the three little words that you’d die to hear.

It’s a touch embarrassing to be writing lyrical analysis for One Winged Angel in this day and age, but dammit, it’s worth doing, and I’m going to explain why.

One Winged Angel is among the most iconic tracks in the Final Fantasy repertoire, a fact which hard-done-by fans of Final Fantasy VI are eternally bitter about. Whatever their arguments, though, One Winged Angel IS a better end-boss theme than Dancing Mad, and absolutely deserves its popularity, even once you’re past the age where Ominous Latin Chanting is automatically cool. In terms of its content and contribution to the narrative, it absolutely stands alone.

Typically, the way final battles go down is that the heroes and the villain trade words on their oppositional philosophies and what matters to them before squaring off once and for all. Uniquely, this is absent in FFVII - Cloud asserts his perspective to an uncannily silent Sephiroth. But! We still do get a short summation of Sephiroth’s perspective!

We get One Winged Angel.

The thing is, OWA is not a 1-1 replacement for what Sephiroth might say about himself at this moment in time. It’s far more neutral and declarative. It’s a song about Sephiroth, and as such, it doesn’t conform to the same narrative that Sephiroth constructs for himself. In diverging from the things he’s told us about his goals thus far, it provides unique and valuable insight, and its meaning is stark even before you start over-analyzing:

Burning inside with violent anger
Fate, monstrous and empty
Come, come, pray come,
Do not let me die

This is all about feelings. This has nothing to do with a grandiose vision for the future, with being the what-do-I-have-to-be-sad-about chosen one, with high-minded rule or Godhood or any of the things he’s been laughing about. We knew it was there because of Nibelheim, but since then, there’s been no real acknowledgement of the truth of the situation: Sephiroth’s a wretch. He hides it, but it’s all that fuels him, and the only thing that gives him any narrative coherence.

And thanks to OWA, that’s the actual, final word we have on him.


in honor of the losers in the lorde net, here’s my super dark cover or liability!


Newt: You know what I like? Calzones.
Percival: What the hell’s wrong with this guy?

(Parks and Recreation: Season 3, Episode 4: Ron and Tammy: Part 2)

‘Best Friends, Apparently’ Part Seven: A Guy Like Me (Michael M x Reader)

y’all know the drill, i live and breath solely bc of feedback, and its always Greatly Appreciated :-)

Word Count: 1918

Warnings: rape mention, swearing, physical violence

part one   part two   part three   part four   part five   part six 

You heard a car door slam outside, and you turned your head for a moment, before deciding it was probably one of your neighbors.

And then you heard someone trying to unlock your front door.

“Y/N, I thought your parents weren’t coming home until tomorrow?” Jeremy said, and you stared at the door, eyebrows drawing together.

“They aren’t, I don’t know who else would-” You said, before you felt your blood run cold.

“Gabe took Michael’s key before he left yesterday,” You whispered, and you felt Michael’s arm tighten around you.

Your front door swings open, hitting the wall beside it and you see Gabe’s silhouette, outlined by a golden sunset that would’ve been beautiful if not for the circumstances. He stormed toward the living room, and you could feel Michael’s heart begin to race.

You never did like storms.

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I want to imply what it is that Watanuki doesn’t want Doumeki to see but we all know what it is.


And this is all from Watanuki’s imagination too so DEEP DOWN HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT IT MEANS AND HOW TRUE IT IS.




Maggie Smith as Jean Horton - Quartet (2012)

Maggie Smith gives one of her finest grande dame performances. Her pride here, however, does not reside in her social per-eminence, as it does in Downton Abbey, and her vulnerability arises from an awareness that the gifts that underpin her stature are not a life tenure but a lease that is running out. - Philip French

anonymous asked:

all this stiff about art permission makes me so mad, and i used to be an artist that couldn't receive payment. my best friend irl refuses outright to believe me about hot topic's theft and i used to love that store, and they still show me reposted art and cosplay from ifunny when i asked them repeatedly not to. and they know i used to be an artist and that this stuff upsets me. i dont know what to do about them.

Again, I’ve heard rumors about Hot Topic and plagiarism, though I don’t necessarily know how much of it is true, or how much at fault they’re at if it is true. I think the most I heard was when someone mentioned that DevianART was supposedly selling other people’s art to hot topic without the artists’ consent. And another story I heard was that they supposedly ripped off a person’s design for character-inspired bows. The most I can say is that I hope none of that is true, or I hope that plagiarism wasn’t intended, but the fact remains that I have no idea what’s going on with this particular situation.

I looked up a few articles and it looks like Hot Topic did get in trouble with plagiarism in terms of their T-shirts, but really I don’t know who’s really at fault there, since that could have been one or a group of people inside the company who thought that was okay. The shirts in question don’t appear to be on the website anymore (unless they are and I can’t view them for some reason), so perhaps that got dealt with.

I dunno. I’m rambling at this point. I feel like I can maybe better comment on what’s happening when we actually start seeing the merch in the stores and the website, but it’s ultimately not my responsibility to ensure nothing is being marketed without permission to do so, since I’m not part of the developer team. Communication is very important, and if it turns out everyone involved is on the same page and okay with what’s being sold, then there’s nothing to worry about. I hope.

Like a Ship into the Storm 3/6

Despite his years in the Revolutionary Army, Sabo has never once been to Fishmen island. Not once. He’d never had need to; the Tenryūbito may have a far-extending reach, but not once had they ever been capable of swallowing Fishmen Island within that ever-expanding grasp. It’d been protected for too many years, first by Whitebeard, then by Big Mom, then by Luffy himself.

Perhaps the reason he finds himself here of all places is that this location meant so much to his dear brother, was linked to Jinbe, who had joined Luffy’s crew.

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About italian accent: Papa is one of the few portrayal of an italian man in which he doesn’t stretch it like he has to sing-song to every damn sillable of every damn word and I’m incredibly thankful for that. THANKS T.

Reactions from my girlfriend when I showed her clips from the Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild:

Me: Winged dude’s name is Revali:  He’s the champion of the Rito, and kind of a d-bag tbh. He doesn’t like Link, if it’s not obvious. XD #Possibly the biggest ass in most of the games. (He’s condescending asf.)

Her reactions:
“Oh look, Howl’s moving castle!”
“SILKY-VOICED BIRDMAN! (Whisper some dirty talk in my ear honey, and let me cum to your sweet, sweet voice.)”

Me: (Chokes.)  You would like him … He kind of reminded me of you, tbh …


@supremedragonlordofall Luv yoooooo~. XD


I think they get worse every day, Diary. I hate how they look at me, like I’ve failed them horribly in some way. All they talked about all fucking summer was their “plan” for me. Law school, medical school, business school… something like that. I didn’t really listen. It doesn’t matter what it is, it’s not what I want. But then, what I want isn’t exactly on their radar. Never has been.

I’m sorry, Diary. I know I shouldn’t start off the day so negatively. It’s just… everything seems to be moving so fast lately. Like each second comes sooner than the last. And at the same time, I don’t feel like I’m going anywhere. I’m sick of looking off my balcony and seeing the same damn horizon I’ve been staring at since I was a kid. The same mountains, the same endless sand… Life is moving on without me, Diary.