really william was the crazy one

I bet Nursey doesn’t even think much of the fact that he basically is responsible for finding SMH’s new manager.

Like if anyone tries to hype him up for it, he just goes, “It’s chill. Just wanted to do my part.”

Except with Dex. The moment Dex starts getting smart with him, Nursey whips around and plays his manager-discoverer card so fast, it drives Dex crazy


a/n: and here it is thank u so so much for your patience!! i’m so grateful for all your love in the previous parts of this series!! please tell me if you liked this and if you want another part maybe 

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The night after the date was uneventful for Y/N at least. All she could think of all night was Chris and how nice he actually was. She felt quite disappointed about him leaving to pick up William, but it was understandable. Chris seemed to care a lot about his friends, which she admired a lot.

She sighed, throwing herself on the bed. Y/N couldn’t help but let her mind wonder a little. Does Chris still like her? Or did he even like her in the first place? If he does, how will he act on it? She had so many questions surrounding the thing going on between her and Chris, but she didn’t know how to approach them or how to ask Chris anything concerning the matter.

Y/N looked around her room, hoping to magically find the answer to all her questions so she’d be able to go to sleep. Her eyes landed on a book on her floor. The book was one of her personal favorites, she had always admired the main characters courageous personality.

Then it hit her. All she had to do was gather up enough courage and face Chris. It maybe wasn’t the magical answer she had hoped for, but it was enough to make her fall asleep somewhat relaxed.

Chris on the other hand wasn’t mad, he was actually furious. Not because of Y/N, obviously he had had a great time. He almost felt betrayed, William had promised him to not bother him tonight but that clearly was too much to ask.

The other thing was that on the phone William had told him to pick him up from a party, because he was drunk but when Chris arrived to the address he had been given he found a sober William who just told him to drive to another address. Turns out he had planned to meet the Yakuza boys.

That was exactly how Chris had ended up laying on William’s couch several hours later with a black eye and a small cut on his cheek. Chris groaned in a mix of pain and annoyance, William rising an eyebrow at him.

”Seriously? You couldn’t wait another day to do this?”

”No, you know exactly why too. Couldn’t have done this without you, you’re the freakishly strong one.” William grinned, trying to boost up Chris’ ego so there’d be less yelling involved.

Chris rolled his eyes at the boy. William had left the fight with no scratches whatsoever, which just fueled Christoffer’s anger even more. Sure, he never told the exact reason why tonight was so important to him but either way William should respect him enough to respect him and what he says.

”You never told me what was so important to you tonight, care to tell me now?” William carefully brought up after sitting a good 10 minutes in silence, hoping to not piss of Chris even more. He was one scary man when he was mad.

All Chris could do was sigh, he knew eventually curiosity would take the better of William. Chris nervously chewed on his bottom lip, trying to find the right words.

”I went on a date.”

William fell from the chair he was sitting on, hitting the wooden floor hard. He was shocked to say the least. If he had to bet on someone who’d be the most likely to not go an a date in the whole school, he would’ve been confident on betting for Chris.

”You did what?!” William exclaimed, wincing in pain making Chris feel slightly better.

”Yeah, that’s what I keep telling myself but I really like her and I’m doing my best in trying to show her that my life doesn’t actually depend on hooking up with a bunch of people.” Chris was staring at the ceiling, a small smile on his face thinking of all the things Y/N had told him. It made him upset but first off it sadly was true but she was the first person to actually have the courage to tell him so.

William looked at his best friend, searching for any hint of humor in his features. He couldn’t help the little ’oh’ get past his lips when he realized that Chris was actually serious. The rest of the evening was spent in an awkward silence.


Y/N was a nervous wreck when she arrived at school, she had plenty of times changed her mind about confronting Chris and there probably was many more to come. She was standing in the courtyard of the school with her friends, desperately trying to find Chris or one of the penetrators.

Vilde noticed her odd behavior and was about to comment on it when her attention went elsewhere like everyone else’s.

Y/N’s mouth parted when she saw Chris and his black eye. She wanted to know what had happened to him. Scratch that, she needed to know. Y/N waited a moment before excusing herself, quickly getting inside the school to find Chris in hopes to talk to him.

Soon enough she found him getting standing in front of his locker. Her hands were shaking, her less confident and more nervous side of her taking over. Y/N was about to bail when Chris noticed her. He didn’t say anything, but he just tilted his head at her in a questioning manner.

Y/N took a deep breath before taking a few steps, so she’d be standing directly in front of him. Instinctively she brought her hands up to his face, gently tracing the bruises doing her absolute best to not hurt him. Chris on the other hand just stared at her adoringly.

”What happened?” she wondered out loud. Chris panicked a little, figuring the worst was about to happen.

”Look before you get mad at me or anything, I didn’t end our date so that I could go and fight someone. William had set it up and when I told you last night I have to pick him up from a party I actually thought that was it but then it escalated from there quickly and I really like you, so much that it actually frightens me so if possible dump me in the nicest way possible,” Chris said in one breath. That was a lot of information to process in approximately 15 seconds, Y/N’s brain processing all he said.

The butterflies in her stomach were going crazy when she realized he had just told her he liked her. Christoffer Schistad liked her. The next thing she realized was that he asked her to be nice about dumping him.

”Dump you? How do I dump you when we’re not together?” Y/N wondered out loud. A blush spread out on Chris’ face, making Y/N smirk. For once he was the awkward one, not her.

”W-well I’d actually like to be with you as more than friends. Like I’d be the one who can kiss you and take out on dates and kick someone’s ass if they try to make a move on you. I just really like you,” Chris told unsure of what to do next. This was all new to him.

A smile spread on Y/N’s face. A huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders, she no longer had to worry about how Chris felt.

”Good thing I like you too a lot, then”, Y/N told him Chris’ eyes lighting up. She took a step forward, her hands going behind his neck. She gave Chris a reassuring smile, before getting on her tiptoes so she’d be tall enough to press her lips against his. Their mouths moved in sync sweetly, both of them pouring all of their emotions to it. Chris’ lips molded perfectly with hers, it was like they were built to be together.

Y/N’s nose bumped the bruise on his cheek, pulling them both out of their trance. Chris quietly groaned making her giggle, strand of hair falling from behind her ear. Chris smiled, putting the strand of hair back behind her ear before he placed yet another kiss on her lips.

He could definitely get used to this whole thing. Her smiling because of the dumb stuff he says and does, kissing her and to the feeling of happiness.


Requested by anonymous

A/N: Due to the nature of Five Nights at Freddy’s, a LOT is open to interpretation. As such, this may not reflect everyone’s headcannons.

“They weren’t kidding when they said this was going to be a project,” you commented, looking at the derelict animatronics littering the room. You kneeled down by what was once a bunny. “You don’t even have a face,” you commented, leaning in to look at the endoskeleton of the animatronic, trying to see how it worked.

You set down your supplies and waked around to take a look at the others. “No hands and bad joints, exposed wires all around. But as long as the infrastructure is still good, that’s all I need.”

Freddy was the mascot, so you figured you’d start with him. You knelt down and started to pull off the fabric covering its endoskeleton. However, as you worked, Freddy’s head twitched. You guessed it was residual electricity. That was, until Freddy’s hand came around and grabbed your hand. You jumped to your feet and moved back, your hand slipping out of Freddy’s grip.

“Very funny,” you said, your heart pounding out of your chest. “I know about the wearable animatronics.”

Freddy slowly climbed to his feet. Bonnie was soon behind, then Chica. “Okay, what’s going on?”

There was the sound of static. It was probably from the dust-filled speakers that were on your list to fix. Though, you swore you heard a voice through the static. “Who?” Freddy seemed to ask.

“I’m a mechanic,” you stated, not believing you were talking to an an animatronic. “My father helped design Freddy’s animatronics. Well, before he went crazy.”

“Purple guy?” you thought you heard in the static.

“Save us,” a whisper came from Chica’s voice box.

“My father was fond of the color purple,” you mused to yourself. Could they really be talking about William Afton?

“Father?” Bonnie’s voice box started up. It was very unsettling to hear something without a face speak.

“Knows Purple Guy,” a fourth voice stated behind you. You felt a hand grab one shoulder, and you saw a hook on your other side. This must be Foxy. “Bite?”

“Hey, my father might’ve gone crazy, but I’m NOT like him,” you insisted. “He killed my brother. I’m glad he’s gone.”

Freddy stepped closer to you, as if examining your face. “Y/N?” he asked slowly.

“How do you know my name?” you asked Freddy.

“My father… Afton,” Freddy stated.

A look of realization crossed your face. The other animatronics must’ve realized the same thing you did, and they took a step back.

“You’re my brother,” you said, not believing you actually had your brother back. Well, in a way. Despite yourself, you stepped forward and hugged the animatronic. Freddy carefully wrapped his arms around you to return the hug. After a moment, you stepped back.

“Let’s get you all fixed up so you’re not struggling so much to move and talk,” you stated. You looked around to the other animatronics. “I’ll fix you all up, don’t worry. You’ll be good as new. Well, if the person they have making new suits does a good job at least.”

I was THIS CLOSE to comparing William Shakespeare to the author of My Immortal in a college essay.

And before you jump on me, you know how no one can be certain that My Immortal was an intentional trollfic or not?

We can’t really be certain if Shakespeare was this amazingly progressive revolutionary for his day or if that was just kind of an accident of writing up these weird plotlines that regularly featured things like cross-dressing and touching on social issues. Or who knows, maybe we were reading into an indie theater nerd’s crazy plays.

Japanese-Style Fan Dance with a Clown.

Pre-Word: The character that I am playing is the same as the one from the previous submissions here and here. ((  <== If you would like a better understanding of the first setting paragraph, I would recommend reading these first.))

Setting: So here it is… The group has entered a large forest positioned between two mountain-ranges, and are investigating a disease that is infecting both animal and plant-life. At this point now, the group has been whittled down to three party members consisting of a Human Assassin named William, the ever-angsty wood-elf monk Jun, and my character: the Clown Monster Vuuvie. Now, the group had a bit of a falling out since Melch decided to go ape-shit and try to kill William two sessions after their player joined for being a follower of some Fey religion, or whatever-the-fuck. So Melch ran off to who-knows-where after the group threatened to kick the shit outta the scrawny Teifling. -and Sylvara the Dragonborn had gotten separated from the group after meeting her also Dragonborn boy-friend.

So our party of three are now being guided by a Druid Wood-Elf through the forest to find a cave where the disease was said to have originated. It wasn’t airborne so all the team had to do was not come into contact with anything contaminated. While Vuuvie wanted to burn the forest down, the rest of the team was not as supportive of this method.

It had also been suspected that a doll that Vuuvie carries around with him is very powerful and can bend time and space to its’ own will (while still being reasonable). While the doll is actually alive, no-one else in the group besides the DM really knows this, and it lets Vuuvie get away with a lot of crazy fourth-wall-breaking bull-shit since they like to help Vuuvie do stuff.

So the group eventually comes to a halt in a small opening when the following happens:

DM: “You come to an opening in the woods. The trees and shrubbery around you seem to make this place ideal for a resting place. So since it is approaching sun-down, it might be good to set-up camp. Do you all wish to stop?”

William (OOC): “Indeed.”
Jun (OOC): “Yeah, sure.”
Vuuvie (OOC): “Why not?”

DM (OOC): “Well, as you are setting up camp, you hear something from the far off areas of the forest to your right. No-one is for certain what it could have been making these sounds, but you can tell that it sounds like… Talking.”

Druid Guide: “Oh no… Is this a bad time to mention that this forest is the home of many different ogre tribes?”

Jun: “Are you fucking kidding me?”
William: “Well, this is quite unfortunate.”

Druid Guide: “We’re sorry, but we would not have thought you would have come out to investigate the forest if you knew ogres lived here.”

Vuuvie: “I sort of thought it was a given. I mean… This forest DOES have some pretty swampy areas….”
Jun: “Shut-up, Vuuvie.”
William: “I do hate to be the bringer of bad news, but we may not want to argue at this moment. It may be better to hide.”

DM (OOC): “Okay, do you wish to all hide?”

William (OOC): “I am going to hide in the shadows of the forest and see what troubles we may be up against.”  *Rolls well, and succeeds on being hidden.*

Jun (OOC): “I am going to use my monk-bullshit-climbing powers to climb up into the highest trees in the area.”  *Also rolls well, and climbs up a sixty-foot tree so they are also hidden.*

Vuuvie (OOC): “Nah, I got this.”

//Everyone else gives me a questionable look.//

DM (OOC): “Um… Okay? Is he at least going to do anything, or is he just going to stand there like an idiot?”

Vuuvie (OOC): “Just trust me. You’re gonna LOVE this.”

DM (OOC): “O…kay? Two ogres come walking into your camp-site, and seem to both be dragging a mans corpse by the legs. The corpse is very, VERY dead. In fact, you get the sense that the ogres BRUTALLY MURDERED this guy. They don’t see Vuuvie though as they seem too invested on who will eat the body.”

Ogre #1: “Oi told ya dat dis one is mine!”
Ogre #2: “And I’M telling YOU that it AIN’T!”
Vuuvie (OOC): “As the two ogres come storming into the opening, no-one has seemed to had noticed that they have walked into what seemed to be a Traditional-Japanese festival. There are booths with people manning their stations, and customers purchasing their goods. Paper lanterns are strewn about the area, and give off a dim glow in the growing darkness that the sun-set was creating.”

//The DM is giving me the biggest WTF face I have ever seen, and everyone else seems to be listening just to see where I was going with this.//

Ogre #2: “What the fuck is this shit?”
Ogre #1: “Uh…”

Vuuvie (OOC): “ In the opening, the stalls seem to lead to a large wooden stage you would normally find at gatherings such as these. Do the ogres approach?”

DM (OOC): “Are you fucking DM-ing ‘ME’?”

Vuuvie (OOC): “Do they approach?”

//The DM actually seems interested.//

DM (OOC): “You know what? Sure. They approach. What happens?”

Vuuvie (OOC): “As they gather at the front of the stage, they are welcome to the lanterns in the area dimming for the lights on stage to gather even more attention in the open area. At first, there is only the noise of the other people in the area as they crowded the stage, completely unaware of the ogres having been dragging a cadaver through the festival grounds. Then the sounds of music start picking up. Some wind instruments, drums, bamboo-clappers, and even a Japanese koto.

Jun (OOC): “I have a flute, and I join in?”

Vuuvie (OOC): “Yeah, Jun joins in to play from the tree they are sitting in. However, as the music starts a single figure in a Japanese female-style kimono walks up on stage as they shield their face with two paper fans. Their natural-skin color is a bleached white, and their long hair is tied back into a neat and tidy bun as they walk with wooden sandals that are clacking against the floor of the stage. A feminine-looking rag-doll, also in Traditional-Japanese garb, is hanging over the figures’ shoulder…”

William (From the bushes): “Oh Gods, is that-?”

Vuuvie (OOC): “As the face of the figure is revealed, a Taiko drum is hit once as it is VUUVIE that is dancing on stage! However, as the music continues with the clown monsters dancing, he begins singing a very strange song.”

Ogre #1: “Wha da shit is happening?”

Vuuvie: “Some… body once told me… the world is gonna roll me. I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed. She was… looking kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb… In the shape of an ‘L’ on her fore-head.”


//Vuuvie is still doing a fan-dance on stage.//

Vuuvie (OOC): “Oh, that’s easy.” //Vuuvie makes a horizontal motion with one of his fans.// “Just half them and share them.”

// The ogres proceed to tear the body in two, causing the audience of people to finally scream, and panic while both destroying the stalls in the area and fleeing out into the woods. The ogres then storm off, leaving Vuuvie by his lonesome on stage. Jun and William then come out from their hiding places with William having been reeling back at the complete nonsense they just witnessed, and with Jun just happy that they were included in it. All the while, the DM seems to have been the one reeling from what happened the most. //

DM (OOC): “You had a Traditional-Japanese festival in the opening, and had your character cross-dress as a female fan-dancer… Then you had him dance while singing the lyrics of 'All Star’ by Smash Mouth with a Traditional-Japanese festival musical-cover… Just because you encountered two ogres that MIGHT have turned out to be hostile, and you made them go away by meme-ing at them?”

Vuuvie (OOC): “Yep.”

DM (OOC): “Okay…”

Coffee and Tea

For NurseyDex Week Day 3-Alternate Universe

Oh look, I have a title! Honestly, the only thing truly alternate thing about this universe is that they aren’t on the hockey team, but we’re going with it. This is gonna end up being multi-chaptered, but here’s chapter 1, and you can also read it on AO3!


Derek is running late. Again. He’s not happy about it. He told himself he was going to do better for his sophomore year, but that doesn’t mean that his brain and his body are on the same page when it comes to getting out of bed. It’s only two weeks into the semester and he’s hastily pulling a red beanie on his head as he grabs his backpack and power walks out of his dorm room. It’s also his fault for picking a class that starts at 9:15, when he knows full well he has trouble getting out of bed before 9:30.

As he’s closing his door, he checks the time on his watch. 9:12. He knows he really doesn’t have time, but he’ll be damned if he has to sit through a two hour geology lecture without some sort of caffeine. He walks fast. He can make it to Starbucks and then to geology and only be a few minutes late.

Three minutes later, Derek stands in the crowded on-campus Starbucks as he waits for his order to be called. It seems like everyone is running late this morning. He texts his senior art friend Larissa, who he usually sits next to in geology as he waits for his drink.

“Derek and Will!” a barista shouts, as he lays two drinks down on the pick-up counter. Derek shoves his phone into his pocket and hustles to grab his drink, almost running into a lanky redhead as he does so. He picks up two honey packets and a spoon so he can add it to his tea when he gets to class and hurries on his way.

Surprisingly, Derek makes it to class without spilling hot tea on himself, so he counts that as a success even though his morning got off to a late start. He sits down in the seat that Larissa saved for him and takes out his laptop to pretend to take notes. Then he opens his to-go cup and notices something is off.

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Fourteen Years Later - A (kind of) Sirius Black Imagine - Chapter One

Hello! I know I haven’t been posting in a while, let’s say I’m working a lot.

This is something I started to write back in June. I continue to write it when I have seconds to myself. 

Pairing : Stella, which is Sirius Black’s unknown daughter, seeking for the truth about her roots and identity. 

If you haven’t, you can read “tell me about the one who loved him” here, before. 

I know this won’t be very popular but I thought I had to share, mostly because I’ve been so not active lately and this is a very personal work. 



Fourteen Years Later - Chapter One

I guess you could say that being born a witch is great. It has a lot of good sides, I admit. I mean, I was born into a wizard and witches family, it was not really a surprise the first time I felt magic in me. But it has a lot of dark sides too. First, witches and wizards like their secrets. Initially, there is this world of magic that only wizards and witches know about and it has to be kept this way. This is an inviolable decree. To keep at peace both worlds, the magic one and the normal one, we have to be discreet about our magic. It would scare so much normal people to know about what we can do with our powers… But we also like to keep secrets from each other. I’d say my whole life, I’ve been lied to. This is probably the thing I hate the most about being a witch. Lies.

My name is Stella Gatti, but I’d rather you only call me by my first name. I am fourteen years old, though people think I look a little bit older. Some people think I’m odd. See, I have these very long and black hair, I take it from my mum. She has the darkest hair I’ve ever saw and for some time she kept it long too, almost down to her waist, which made her look quite young. I have to say, she had me pretty young too. She was twenty-two when she gave birth to me. When we moved in London, she decided to cut her hair shorter, to her breast, to make her look a little bit more mature. It didn’t work out that well, she still has that young face. My mum is really beautiful, but there’s something in her eyes, you’d say, that makes her look quite unhappy. For some time, I always thought it was just the way she was, that she tended for melancholy in an unhelpful way. Later I figured why, but that’s a story I’ll tell in the future.

I always was inspired by my mother for the length of my hair : I like to wear it long, but not too much though. Try to go to the restroom and always have to tie your hair in a bun so you can do your business without being scared to wet it. It can be messy, it happened to me once. The colour of it is a little bit less dark than hers, it goes more of a darkish brown than a true jet-black. And they wave a little bit. Nonna, my grandmother, used to call me a mermaid when I was younger. She’d like to brush it and tell me great stories about the mere people. She’d say they lived in all sort of waters. They were dangerous and pretty clever, but I was probably never going to meet one anyway. I grew up with my mother, her sister and my grandparents. I was born in a small village in Ancona, Italia. That’s where my mother was born before my grandfather moved the family to America. They come from a long lineage of an old family of wizards and witches. They’re aristocrats and very proud of where they come from. I never really felt proud like them, maybe because I’ve missed half of where I came from since I was born. See, I never knew my dad, it was taboo and secret to talk about him. The first time I asked about him, I was probably five. My mother was talking with her dad and suddenly it came to me : who was my father? Where was he? My mum looked at me on the verge of tears as Nonno, my granddad, answered to me that my father was dead. I sort of believed him, but deep inside, I knew he was lying.

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anonymous asked:

I remember in the 90's I've read David's interview where they asked him how he sees the end of the show and he said he thinks it would be the best if Mulder would wake up from the dream and he would wake up his wife, Scully, and he would tell her something like: I had this crazy dream, we were FBI agents. I still think it's a good idea.

Oh my god I remember this! After PMP he always pointed to the dancing scene turning into a comic as how he’d like to see the show end but wow I do remember him saying this. 

I’m conflicted with how I feel about it- on one hand I love the twist and it would erase the terrible if William jumped in bed with them, but on the other hand I don’t really want to erase everything?

commanderpoes  asked:

I really want it to be Avengers: New Generation so we could get the Young Avengers, Riri Williams, Kamala Khan, Miles Morales, everybody etc. It would be really refreshing and super cool if executed properly.

that would be so crazy amazing!

i doubt they’ll do those actual characters, but just have a bunch of new characters. i am hoping kamala is at least one of them though, marvel just released a costume for kids and stuff and i have a feeling she’ll eventually be in it.

Street Dreams (Remix)
Nas (feat. R. Kelly)
Street Dreams (Remix)

Since I was recently talking about MCs that were trying to emulate Nas, let’s talk about the real thing, shall we? Nas never achieved the widespread public adoration that has been bestowed upon the likes of contemporaries like Jay-Z, Wu-Tang Clan, and The Notorious B.I.G. but if it came down to it, I might put Nas above them all. He has a laid back flow that is just untouchable. His lyrical mastery and influence has stretched into the works of artists like Eminem, Lupe Fiasco, and J. Cole just to name a few.

Street Dreams” was a solid single from his second album, It Was Written. Today, I’m here to talk about the remix of that song. The track was produced by The Trackmasters, producers of other such hits of the era like Foxy Brown’s “I’ll Be,” Will Smith’s “Men in Black,” and Nas’ own “If I Ruled the World (Imagine That).” You can hear the smooth production stylings of those tracks in this one; The Trackmasters took care to sample only the best in classic R&B: “Choosey Lover” by The Isley Brothers. R. Kelly is featured and brings his unique flavor to the song by singing the hook which is an interpolation of “Choosey Lover” and Marvin Gaye’s “Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology).”

This version of the song was mainly publicized using a flashy Hype Williams music video which is excellent. But if you really want to see something special/crazy, check out Nas performing this track on Nickelodeon’s All That. It’s a trip.

Jewish Olicity + William

-William would be super excited when he hears he gets to spend his first Shabbos with Olicity. And like every day during the week he would be like “is it time for Shabbos yet? is it time for Shabbos yet?” and it drives Samantha crazy but she’s really excited for him.
-He would also be super excited to spend his first holiday with Olicity. Oliver and Felicity eventually would want to have him over for every holiday but they agree to start with Rosh Hashana, see how it goes and take it one holiday at a time.     -Oliver would be simultaneously super nervous and super excited about William joining them and he would go super all out for the first time William spends Shabbos and Holidays with him and Felicity. He would make everything he knows how to make and everything he has learned is traditional for Shabbos and Holidays because he wants William to have the full experience.                     -William would totally want to learn to read from the Torah for when he turns 13. And Oliver would also really want to be able to read from the Torah so they hire a teacher and they learn how together. And Felicity sits in on their lessons because it’s super cute seeing them learn together. 

one thing I love about todhunter moon/septimus heap is how the Sarn twins were depicted. see, you have Oskar the mechanic and Ferdie who pretty much just babysits and helps out Lucy as far as we know but Oskar is always the one calling things adorable and sweet and seeing the good in everything. he loves the Orm so much and calls it Ormie and just always quick to call something sweet the way Jenna did in the first series and everyone thinks he’s kind of crazy for it. and then there’s ferdie who is a lot harsher about everything and quicker to get offended and when Oskar thinks something untraditionally cute is cute she’s like what on earth Oskar but she’s also really sweet to Torr and William and she can sew awesomely— and I just think they were really good at subtly breaking stereotypes

anonymous asked:

Why is Grell flirting with Sebastian if she has William as her handsome,loving,caring and passionate boyfriend? Is Will jealous of him?


Sebastian is just an idol. Grell isn’t in love with Sebastian, she only admires his appearence, his demonic skills and charme, she likes to spend time with him because he looks pretty and smart, but she clearly despises him for being a demon. She is aware of his handsome appearence being a fake face, that Sebastian has an ugly nature. Grell might be acting like a crazy, delusional fangirl around him but remember, she is a very good actress. She knows that Sebastian would never appreciate her out of love and doesn’t really see a threat in him as long as he stays in his own lane, which is one of the reasons why William dislikes him so much. And even if Sebastian starts something for real, Grell certainly would draw back immediately.

Grell truly loves William and I’m sure this never changed just because Sebastian came into her life.

You can be a fangirl for a person you like without having any deep, romantic feelings for him or her. Grell is kinda fetishing Sebastian for fun, it’s a stilistic inclusion called a ‘comic relief’. Her flirts are meant to be entertaining for the audience. She flirts with many men but I call this “fun-flirting” and it has nothing to do with Grell’s true canon love which is and always was William.

He is her soulmate. They have loved and worked together for so long, there is absolutely no need and no room for jealousy in their relationship.

One reason why William can’t stand Sebastian is because he fears the demon could become a serious threat to Grell someday when she always runs so carelessly after him. If you think about how much William wants to sweep Sebastian out of the way in every episode where they both see each other. He clearly dislikes when Grell chases after Sebastian, but this isn’t jealousy.

It’s anxiety.

William would never admit it, but he is always afraid of losing Grell to the malicious spite of a demon.

Grelliam has so many lovely complexities. But this is what makes them so awesome for many of us. 💖

Doctor Who - Attack on Titan Recast

Recast the Doctor Who characters with Attack on Titan characters and explanations too! Go!


10th Doctor (David Tennant) - Eren because they are both guaranteed to get the job done due to their sheer determination.

11th Doctor (Matt Smith) - Sasha because they both probably love weird food combos and I can 100% see them arguing over the last bowl of fish fingers and custard. Also both quirky and adorable.

12th Doctor (Peter Capaldi) - Levi because they’re both very down to earth and would rather get the job done and relax later with minimal messing around. Also both very capable of sassy comebacks.

Rose Tyler - Mikasa Ackerman because they’re both smart and observant and will disobey rules if they feel the need to but are otherwise obedient and hard working.

Martha Jones - Armin because both are smart and logical and are fairly capable by themselves until faced with immediate danger.

Donna Noble - Connie because I can’t imagine either of them being very capable by them selves and they probably need the company of others to keep them sane.

Amy Pond - Jean because they are both slightly gobby and will express their opinion but will listen and obey when they need to.

Rory Williams - Marco because neither are always 100% sure on what’s going on at times but can be useful when needed. Also both are probably really good at cheering people up because let’s face it Marco’s a little ray of sunshine!

Clara Oswald - Probably Hanji because both are fairly smart and confident but are kinda crazy and wacky at the same time. Both can be loud as well when necessary.


AN: Hey hope this ones okay! Thanks for the request I really enjoyed writing it!! :)

If I was a US History Teacher.....
  • Me: Okay class now why is tomorrow's date so important?
  • Student: *raises hand* Because its the anniversary of the Boston Tea Party thing, where the colonists dumped the tea into the harbor and made the British really mad.
  • Me: That is correct but who are we forgetting in that famous moment of US History?
  • Class: *silence*
  • Me: nobody?
  • Class: *more silence*
  • Me: man you guys are worse than Ubis-
  • Student: we're forgetting Conno-
  • Prick Student: *who doesn't raise his hand* Ya know, another history teacher told me that this "Connor" doesn't really exist and that your just a crazy old loon.
  • Me: That's exactly what the Templars want you to think child.
  • Class: *more silence*
  • Me: ANYWAYS don't forget your homework is to go on Youtube and watch Sequence 6 of AC3 for the Boston Tea Party. There will be a pop quiz on it tomorrow. :)))


I was tagged by @the-shepherd-of-fire! The aim of this tag is to list 10 songs you’re really into, and then tag mutuals. So, let’s get going:

P.S. There’s hardly any metal music. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing, though. 😂

1. “Hotel Crazy” by Robbie Williams ft. Rufus Wainwright []

2. “One of my Turns” by Pink Floyd []

3. “Advertising Space” by Robbie Williams []

4. “Retrovertigo” by Mr. Bungle []

5. “Us and Them” by Pink Floyd []

6. “Restless Natives” by Big Country [ - a live version]

7. “God Only Knows” by Avenged Sevenfold [ - by far my favourite cover of theirs!]

8. “Morning Sun” by Robbie Williams []

9. “Enter Sandman” by Metallica []

10. “Save a Prayer” by Dirty Vegas* []

*Originally by Duran Duran! [edited choice]


What a damn variety 😂

I tag:

@somethingsynysterrr / @sabineh87 / @drapedincerecloth / @gerardwayisbae127


I honestly dislike the ‘Sacrifice Chloe’ ending of Life is Strange simply because it hurts most of the characters. Not physically (besides Chloe), but mentally.

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