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Lin-Manuel Miranda on His Lifelong Oscars Obsession and Why the Show Still Matters (Guest Column)

The Hollywood Reporter
February 20, 2017

During college, Lin-Manuel Miranda and a friend used to improvise interpretative dance tributes to best picture nominees at their annual Oscar party. “It was a lot of breathing and rolling around,” recalls the creator of the Broadway smash Hamilton. “We had a great Seabiscuit dance one year.”

For the New York-born son of Puerto Rican parents — his father a political consultant, his mother a psychologist — it was just another phase of a lifelong fascination with the Oscars that began when he was growing up in the Inwood section of Manhattan, playing and replaying the telecasts that his family recorded on their VCR. At 37, Miranda is about to cross the threshold from superfan to participant: “How Far I’ll Go,” which he wrote for the Disney film Moana, is nominated for original song, and on Feb. 26, Miranda (with his mother) will attend his first Academy Awards.

It’s an auspicious step in a career that will see him star with Emily Blunt and Colin Firth in Disney’s 2018 Mary Poppins Returns and collaborate with composer Alan Menken on the studio’s live-action The Little Mermaid, one of Miranda’s favorite films and, he reveals here, the gateway to his Oscars obsession.

My brain is a compendium of Oscar moments: Tom Hanks’ beautiful acceptance speech when he won best actor for Philadelphia in 1994. Roberto Benigni climbing over chairs and wanting to make love to everybody in the world when Life Is Beautiful won best foreign-language film in 1999. Kim Basinger presenting in 1990 and telling the audience that one of the best films of the year, Do the Right Thing, was not nominated. For her to take a stand, 25 years before #OscarsSoWhite, was incredible — and impressive because time has shown the prescience of that film.

I expect we’ll see more of that this year. It’s a political time, so I imagine the Oscars will look exactly like your Twitter or Facebook feed. Why should we ignore for three hours what we’re talking about 24 hours a day?

The Oscars were always a family affair when I was a kid. One sort of unintentional tradition we had every year was during the “In Memoriam” part of the show. My family called it the “She died?” section because my dad, who is pop culture-oblivious, would always go, “She died? He died? She died?!” the whole time. So, it was very sad and yet also very funny watching my dad catch up.

When I was a kid, the Oscars felt like this impossibly larger-than-life thing. The first time I felt like I had a horse in the race was in 1990. I was 10, and The Little Mermaid was up for best song and best score. They did that crazy “Under the Sea” number with the late, great Geoffrey Holder and dudes in scuba outfits tap-dancing with flippers. We had a tradition of recording the show on our VHS, and I must have watched it a million and a half times.

There was also an amazing Chuck Workman montage at the beginning of the show that depicted 100 years of filmmaking with classic scores. I was already in love with movies, but this was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life.

That was the period when Billy Crystal was hosting, and I would memorize his musical spoofs of the year’s top films. He did them with Marc Shaiman, whom I’m working with right now on Mary Poppins Returns… I was a huge fan of those moments and musical numbers — they showed a genuine love of movies while still poking fun at them. I may also be the only person in America who laughed his ass off to “Uma, Oprah. Oprah, Uma.” David Letterman’s commitment to that bit was enough to put it over the top for me. He didn’t care if no one got it. In his head, it was funny.


Hosting the Oscars is not a thing I would ever want to do… You always have to do this dance as a host: You’re playing to a billion people at home, and you’re playing to anxious contestants in a room, and that’s an insanely hard thing to divide. It’s the most thankless task in the world. I have a pretty healthy ego, but it does not extend in that direction. I’d much rather be the guy writing the opening tune than having to deliver it.


Another Oscar moment that really stuck with me was when Whoopi won her best supporting actress for Ghost. I’ll never forget, at the top of her acceptance speech she said, “Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted this,” which is so rare. Then she said, “As a little kid, I lived in the projects, and you’re the people I watched. You’re the people who made me want to be an actor.” For me, it was like she was saying, “If you want this, you can get it, too. I’m proof that you can.”

I had been seeing myself in this world since I was old enough to do anything, and it was as if she reached through the screen to talk to me. I was that kid. Even my mother used to say, “Remember what Whoopi said.”

That speech was the inspiration for the opening song I co-wrote for Neil Patrick Harris, “Bigger,” for the 2013 Tony Awards:

There’s a kid in the middle of nowhere sitting there, living for Tony performances singin’ and flippin’ along with the Pippins and Wickeds and Kinkys, Matildas and Mormonses / So we might reassure that kid and do something to spur that kid  / ‘Cause I promise you all of us up here tonight, We were that kid and now we’re bigger


Another of my favorite moments was in 2005, when they had Antonio Banderas sing “Al Otro Lado Del Rio” from The Motorcycle Diaries, which was nominated for best song. And then when Jorge Drexler, who composed it, won, he went onstage and sang it, like, “This is how it really goes.” It was so funny and ballsy and great. I’m happy whenever Latinos win anything, so I was thrilled by both performances.

I can’t tell you what it feels like in that room because this will be my first time at the Oscars, but I can tell you why the Oscars matter. It’s a night when the arts and artists are formally honored, and this recognition is seen by millions of people across the country and around the world. The show inspires people to keep pursuing their craft, or to seek out the nominated films or the overall body of work of the nominees, and through that exposure, people gain a greater appreciation of what the art of filmmaking brings to our culture.

what your fave les mis character says about you

Valjean: you’re a genuinely kind and loving person who believes in the good in people or a tenor who really wants to play starring role

Javert: you’re VERY sad & gay or really edgy

Fantine: either you’ve gone through a lot of shit in your life or I Dreamed a Dream is YOUR solo song and you kill it EVERY time

Young Cosette: your childhood SUCKED, i’m so sorry

Grown-up Cosette: you’re very, very boring, sorry it’s true

Marius: you’re a hopeless romantic & probable soft boy, Empty Chairs never fails to make you sob, also you’re kind of extra

Eponine: you’re very very bitter about your unrequited crush

Enjolras: you’re a social justice warrior, also very gay

Grantaire: you’re very, very, VERY gay, maybe an alcoholic

Any of the other Amis: you read the BOOK holy shit i’m proud of you, also you’re extremely gay

The Thenadiers: you’re a chaotic neutral

Gavroche: you love suffering

I discovered a very cool YouTube channel today

The channel’s name is KINOFML. It’s such a bless that I discovered it while aimlessly watching NCT videos on YouTube. KINOFML is a hella creative video maker to be honest and they did almost 10 lyrics video of NCT. How cool it is, right?

I’m really impressed by the way they turn a banal lyrics video into a super duper cool chat room in which the idols participate in. Currently, they have uploaded the lyrics video for 4 out of 7 tracks in Cherry Bomb and everything about those videos is straightforwardly amazing.

I mean common, look at these!

However, it is sad that KINOFML’s videos of NCT have a very modest number of views so it’d be amazing if we, NCTzens, check out their videos.

Bonus: If you love BTS like I do, KINOFML’s lyrics videos for Not Today and Spring Day are very worth watching :)

I almost forgot to mention another cool NCT video. It’s the 8bit cover of album Cherry Bomb. I’m pretty sure that 2 minutes watching the video is 2 most memorable minutes of your life, no joke lol.

I want to tell you a story.

I want to tell you a story.

I’ve been a good kid all my life.
Was an overachiever, was smart. People liked me, I was told.
I had friends. I never really knew that though. Because
I was always in trouble.
With authorities.
Specifically.
MEN.
I didn’t know what the dynamic was. I just knew I was a “fuck up.”
Any time I stood up for myself when I was being wronged, I was punished.
Any activity I loved, they would find a way to take it away.
Any time I was myself, it was bad.

And because of this, I never let myself have the good things.
I never let myself even experience joys, even as I was creating them.

As I climbed greater heights, I was told it was because of XYZ, but never
because I was talented, smart, diligent, thoughtful, kind.
It was because I was being given things.
Because I was cute.
Or a girl, and cause you know, we’re “In” right now.
I worked very very hard.
I work very hard.
But my whole life, I thought, “When will I be good enough. Why am I so bad?”
And I’ve hated myself.

Flash forward to me, at 30, premiering a movie I wrote, directed, starred in.
People really loved it.
Something born in my brain, but mostly my heart, made it a very long way
To be watched by strangers in a beautiful theater.

A man who I grew up with, a man who spear-headed this bad dynamic in my life,
said to a friend of mine, after people left the theater
“You know, Noël never knew how to behave.”
He said it as a joke, I’m sure, as it’s often presented,
When someone wants to tear you down with a smile.

I was very sad to hear this.
That even at the height of my success so far, I’m still not good enough.
I’m a misbehave-er. For valuing myself. And my voice.
For telling a kind story. About fucking up and forgiving people.
I was crushed.

I’ve been very heartbroken.
And I’ve sat in it for a few days.
Like I’ve sat in it my whole life.
But this time, something different happened.
The sadness started to transform.
And with it, some identity started to break down.
This victimhood. Of being told me, my essence,
my being, is wrong.

And in it’s place, a new emotion has started to develop.
I think they call it “RAGE”

This past week,
I feel like an animal.
I am a fury
at every man who has told me
being great is being bad.
Doing what I love, connecting with people, and expressing myself
is wrong.
At every PERSON who has internalized violence, misogyny, or injustice as TRUTH
and locked people up inside of it.
For every person who doesn’t see me for me,
Or who can’t see any CHILD, or WOMAN, or OTHER who sees things as they are.

I am a madness toward anyone who doesn’t recognize how incredibly powerful
I am.
We all are.
AND HOW PRECIOUS we are.
KINDNESS is not a weakness. LEADERSHIP isn’t BADNESS.
And neither is my ANGER.
My anger isn’t bad, it’s the truth.

I am very mad. I will let it pass, but I am allowed to be
enraged by all that has been taken from me.
And all the ways I’ve been told I was wrong,
When I’ve been right all along.

anonymous asked:

Ah I don't mean to bother you but do you have any advice on how to deal with depression I'm sorry for bothering you I just don't know what to do

 Hey, it’s ok yeah you can totally ask me. I’m probably not the best person to go to because I’m not a therapist or whatever, but I definitely have experience with dealing with Depression so, I’ll tell what you helped me. and hope that maybe it helps you in some way shape or form. 

So when I was in this abusive relationship with my ex, I hit total rock bottom and I have never been so low in my entire life. Honestly if you met me now, and then met me like 2 years ago, you literally would be talking to two different people it was so bad. but I don’t need to go into detail or describe depression. I’m sure you already know what it is very very well. 

So, the killer about Depression is that you feel empty, sad, angry, etc etc, and it’s kills all motivation and drive and inspiration to do the things that you once enjoyed ya know? like, you no longer enjoy doing whatever your hobbies were, and you have no interest in doing them anymore. Depression tells you that you want to is sleep, eat/not eat, sit and stare at nothing, do nothing, not talk to friends or family. And because Depression is so strong, it’s easy to fall into doing those things of just not doing anything, and isolate yourself from any form of social interaction with friends and family etc. And a lot of the time you feel like that’s all you can do, like you don’t have the literal energy to do anything else such as something as simple as getting up out of bed after sleeping in over 10 hours or something. (it’s not laziness, it’s depression.) 

Well those things that Depression makes you want to do, is the exact opposite of what you should do. And those things Depression says you hate and don’t want to do, – all those hobbies, or getting up and taking a walk, talking to friends, doing something, is exactly what you need to do, to help you with your depression. The best medicine I find is distractions, and not letting it control you. It’s tough, especially emotionally, and you’re gonna hate it for a really long time, but eventually doing all those things you useto like, and now hate, the likeness to it starts to come back. but it’s easier said than done, and it takes a LOT OF WORK! and it’s hard. but you can do it! 

Trying to find some kind of reason or obligation helps too. like what really got me on the stepping stones of doing better is I got this Indie game job, and I was given the like impossible task to make over 100 little paintings (all the custom artwork) in 3 and a half weeks, high quantity, in high quality. It forced me to paint and draw even though I had like no interest in art because of the major depression I was feeling, and that job forced me to draw 8 to sometimes 15 hours a day. It was brutal, and for a bit I hated having to draw so much cuz I didn’t really enjoy art, but then forcing myself to get up and do something I hate (but once loved) I started to like it again. And then when the Indie game ended, I wanted to keep pushing myself to improve and have a reason to keep me drawing, which is why I started Youtube. And it really helped me build my confidence and fight against the depression. 

Now the thing is, Depression never goes away, it’s a mental illness and it’s not something you can get rid of like a virus or bacteria. BUT FEAR NOT! just hear me out!  It’s a constant battle everyday. You can’t be cured, and no amount of therapy or med can change that. Don’t fall into the misconception that meds/therapy fixes the issues, because it doesn’t. It is HELP. and Help isn’t fixing, it is assistance for YOU to fix things. So getting medical or therapeutic help is definitely good and I promote it, but you can’t rely on it to fix your problems, because it has to be you to put forth the initiative, which is why I told you what I did above first. Meds and therapy try to regulate your hormones and work out solutions for you to deal with the issues in yourself and your environment so you can work out your depression. so the goal in getting better isn’t to find a cure, even still to this day I struggle with it a lot, and I have my moments and my episodes sometimes. BUT I’m not saying you’re going to be miserable for the rest of your life, because the truth is, you can be happy, while having depression. 

The goal is to learn how to maintain and live with it, so you aren’t controlled by it. I have control over my depression right now, and despite that it’s still always there in the back of my mind and it resurfaces sometimes, I’m actually very happy and have become a pretty stable person. (especially compared to who I use to be) 

So start by forcing yourself to get up, doing small things, try to seek out interests that distract you from depression, but also force yourself to fulfill responsibilities (work, school, chores, etc) which helps you get stronger and start gaining control of the depression. Seriously something I find very helpful is going on a walk. It’s easy to just slump around or sleep in bed and never get up, but walking, (that thing that you don’t want to do) actually helps a lot, and there’s a scientific reason for it too, not just it sounding nice. But the more you can do for yourself, and others even, the better you’ll feel, even if it doesn’t seem that way or a long time. It takes a lot of time to crawl out of the rut you’re in, but you’ll get the if you just keep going. 

I know I don’t give the best advice, but, I hope this helps in some way. 

anonymous asked:

you say fuck you to the man who is very important person in Gillian life. So, no one can insult David, bc he is your idol and bc Gillian loves him but YOU can say those things about another person. THIS is hypocrisy. Something that wants me to leave this fucking fandom never look back. Gillian says about kindness in her book but X-Files fans on tumblr cannot stop hate everything and everyone from x files but Mulder and Scully. And that is very sad and pathetic.

Look Anon,

I’ll be forever grateful to Chris Carter for creating this show, its characters and fighting for Gillian at the beginning. 

BUT

I don’t know about you, I’ve been an X-Phile since 1994 and Chris Carter dragged us through hell and back many times. He keeps pushing his own agenda, not listening to anyone and enjoys torturing the fandom. He is ignorant and awkward.

  •  He doesn’t believe in Show Bible –> The show is full of discrepancies
  • He doesn’t believe in love –> Our OTP is the most fucked up OTP in the history of fandoms
  • He doesn’t understand emotions, human interactions–> *insert Babylon dialogue here*
  • The whole plot for Babylon is one of the worst things that has ever happened on The X-files
  • He thinks that showing important nuances in MSR is gonna ruin his show
  • He killed CSM four times, but can’t get rid of him
  • He easily got rid of the Lone Gunmen
  • The whole Diana Fowley plot - her being used for the only and sole purpose of rivalry and jealousy. As this is the only thing women do…
  • Season 10 Monica Reyes character assassination
  • He finished Season 10 on a cliffhanger without having any idea of how it will continue 
  • Scully’s been kidnapped, medically raped, abducted, nearly killed. She lost her father, her sister, her mother. She buried Emily and Mulder. She survived cancer and an alien virus.
  • Mulder is afraid of fire, colour blind and got some weird brain disease. None of these is consistent or can be explained in long term. 
  • Mulder lost his father, his Mum committed suicide, his sister was kidnapped, abused. He got injected with black oil, tortured many times and abducted by aliens. He’s been buried, brought back to life, had PTSD. 
  • Scully gave birth at the end of the world without Mulder being there.
  • Mulder and Scully had three!! - so let me say this again, THREE - days together as a family, and Mulder had to leave. The love of her life had to leave and go into hiding to save his family.
  • AND IT WAS ALL FOR NOTHING CAUSE SCULLY HAD TO GIVE UP THEIR LOVE&MIRACLE CHILD. SHE HAD TO MAKE THIS DECISION ALONE!!!
  • Scully had to live through again the fact that Mulder is getting killed by lethal injection before they came up with a plan to run away.
  • They had to leave everything behind and with all this baggage try to find the meaning of life and the love for each other. AGAIN.
  • But then in IWTB Chris Carter has to break them up again, ‘cause Scully asked Mulder to take the case. He took it, and that was the last straw. She does not need this darkness in her life so she leaves.
  • And in Season 10 they are estranged cause clearly a couple who lived all of this through and suffered so much and lost everything, they just break up.
  • FOR A REASON THAT IS NOT EXPLAINED.

Also, the reviews of Season 10  were very bad to all episode being written and directed by Chris Carter. Do you know what he said? 

First, people who support MSR is a small part of the fandom, that we are ignorant and it’s not his fault that the reviews are bad. It’s the fault of the critics cause they don’t understand the essence of The X-files. *obv paraphrasing but you got the idea*

So excuse me if from time to time my head explodes and I dare to say FUCK YOU CHRIS CARTER. If he would listen or improve or stick with the executive producer role, I would be fine. But being a fan doesn’t mean that I can’t criticise from time to time. I can criticise and I will ‘cause honestly, who writes dialogues like this?

O'MALLEY: Tell them about your DNA, Sveta.

SVETA: I have alien DNA. For sure.

SCULLY: Have you had a doctor confirm that?

SVETA: No.

Also who has Gillian Anderson & David Duchovny and not use their chemistry nor writes them proper dialogues, let their talents shine when given the chance?! (Season 10)

I WILL LOVE THE X-FILES TILL THE END OF MY LIFE BUT IT HAS ITS FLAWS AND ONE OF THEM IS CHRIS CARTER.

Not my Crush

Requests: Can I request one with Damian and his for-the-last-time-Grayson-it-is-No-crush?

can I request a fic with jaybird or dami having a crush on a girl but too shy to admit it. So like when like his brothers/friend asked what’s his type he answers them by describing a person who has looks very opposite from the girl he has the crush on. (his brothers/friend can alrd know about his crush or have no idea it’s up to you) And the girl heard about it and become sad and distant maybe?
———–
HAHAHA I TRIED TO MAKE THIS CUTE AND FLUFFY BUT IM SO HORRIBLE AND MY (LOVE) LIFE SUCKS BUT I FINALLY POSTED A STORY DIDN’T I? HAHAHAHA YOURE SO FUNNY EVIE SHUT UP
———–


Dick’s laughter was probably the loudest sound that could be heard through the whole manor at the very moment.

“YOU’RE SO UNBELIEVABLE GRAYSON, I AM NEVER GOING YO TELL YOU ANYTHING EVER AGAIN!” Damian’s head was red, with eyes fuming of anger

Dick had to wipe away the tears that had gather in the corners of his eyes from the intense and hysterical laughing. He enjoyed teasing Damian about this way too much and he probably would never stop doing so, whether it irritated Damian or not.

“Oh come on, all I did was ask what is her hair color, there’s no need for you to take my head”


Damian fumed once again. “NO!” he yelled and hit the floor with his foot. “You don’t get to know her hair color you immature, unappreciative human being! I’m not like you!”

“Damian. All I did was ask about her hair geez, don’t get so worked up!”

Damian’s eyes glimmered with fuming rage. For all he knew he’d never want to be like Dick, picking his mate just because of a hair color. He had seen pass the appearance of that girl, pass of that shell she had around her. She’d always make him laugh and offer him small changes for deep conversations when teachers wouldn’t even pay attention to the class. Shed always tell him to be careful, that it didn’t matter that he was Bruce Wayne’s son, that she was planning her own path in life and he should too if he wanted to. She was the only person listening to what he was actually saying while the other girls in school would throw themselves all over him like he was the only lion among a thousand lionesses.

Wait a minute, did I just? Picking mates? No Damian, no no no.


“Master Damian?”

Alfred’s voice was probably what made Damian snap back into reality. He was not aware of how many moments he had just spent thinking about her, but he quickly shoved the thought in the back of his mind, slowly taking deep breaths ta calm down his hot nerves.

Now that he thought about it, she had taught him how to do that too…

For hell’s sake Damian…

“Yes Alfred” The ravenette said with gritted teeth.

“There’s is a girl upstairs, claiming she is here for something you asked her”


“Fuck fuck fuck”


“OH MY GOD, SHE’S ACTUALLY HERE” Dick exclaimed with a look of utter shock morning his otherwise soft features. “WAIT TILL BRUCE-”

“Alfred” Damian rudely cutting his brother off, turning his gaze fully on the loyal butler who gave an nod in response of hearing his name. “Lead the girl to my room amd make sure father doesn’t see her. I’m coming in a minute. I just need to get the costume off”


“Very well, sir”

______________


“Grayson, stop it or I’ll kill you”


Forest green eyes were almost filled with tears of annoyance as they stared into baby blue ones. Dick had a huge smirk plastered in his face as he followed Damian to his room, holding out five different types of condoms.

“No Damian you have to understand” the older ravenette was barely holding back tears of laughter as he pointed everything to Damian. “You should always take protection because, one you’re too young, two you might get sick and three mistakes like you happen so I’d like to prevent any more Waynes coming out earlier than they should.”

“I’m not a mistake you asshole. And I won’t get sick she’s never even had sex for as far as I’m concerned.” Damian almost stubbed the floor with his feet as he hit them. He was now, right outside his bedroom door, unable to listen to Dick’s nonsense for one more freaking moment.

“AHA, SO YOU DO PLAN ON DOING IT, I WAS RIGHT!”

“Grayson I’m seventeen and I’m more mature than you are, get the fuck out of my sight”

Dick shook his head in refusal. “Uh oh. I ain’t going anywhere unless you pick one”

“UGHHHHH ENOUGH! I don’t like this girl okay? All I told you wad that she was coming over and you made sure to ruin my whole afternoon with your nonsense, she’s not even my type, dammit! The girl I like is tall, with the most splendid curves you’ve ever seen, and she’s (okay just insert the exact opposite hair color of yours here for obvious reasons). Nothing like the girl in my room, so what makes you think-”

“Geez you want to uhm… get to a lower tone maybe… she’s just behind that door and I wouldn’t really like it if I was hearing what she is right now…”


“Oh fuck off Grayson” with that Damian stormed inside his room, leaving Dick behind him with a saddened expression. He hadn’t meant for things to turn this way because he thought that Damian wouldn’t exactly say what he did, right outside his door. Nonetheless it was inedible for him to burst in the room and apologize, because he’d have his head off.


_________


“Hey Damian” she said in a low voice, the moment he entered the room.

“Hey (Y/n)”

“I ughh… I brought your notebook back… thanks for letting me copy all semester’s homework.”

“Yeah, no problem, since is not your thing, and it’d be really bad if you were cut off because of your inability to do your homework” he remarked a little softer this time. It was only then he was realising what he had said, and what Dick had said. He could see the saddened look on her face; a signal that she was indeed hurt by his offensive speech.


There probably wasn’t any way to take it back at the very moment though, without having to confess to her. He couldn’t really confess about something he wasn’t so sure of, because it made him insecure. Nevertheless that didn’t mean he didn’t feel bad for making her feel insecure as well.


But one day he was sure, things would be just right.


And Dick would obviously have to be the one to give him advice, even if Damian despised it.

anonymous asked:

i feel like jenna was the least developed character in the musical and it makes me sad... shes so good i wish we got a glimpse into her personal life and all like we do with... well. about everyone. i think the other girls got more backstory and development at the very least than she did...

I AGREE!!! at the very least we know she’s lonely/wants to be included, since her character desc is that she’s “not one of the cool kids, but desperately wants to be” and right before jeremy gave her a squip, she confessed that she’s in everyone’s business because she cares but no one’s in hers

anyway jenna didnt get much characterization so im forced to develop my own extensive HCs for my angel my heart my soul my queen Jenna Rolan

Hey there! I’m happy to tell you that THERE ARE COUNTLESS SAIAKA/SAIEDE MOMENTS IN THE GAME!!// Although I think it’s usually saihara>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<akamatsu in the main game(and we all know the reason why right: Hint: what happens in chapter 1) 

in the omake mode kaede invites shuuichi to her piano concert and she gives him a ticket, he says he would love to see kaede play the piano and she says wait you’re coming to see me, not just to listen to the piano? and blushes and he says yes? Is that strange? I would also like to listen to you play too.. he also asks what’d be right to wear are school uniforms okay and shes says yes anyway she ends with saying there are lots of songs I want to play to you saihara-kun they’re just really cute and pure aren’t they dating??? I think they are?? isn’t that something like a date??

Also she keeps telling him she’d like to show him to her family?? in the bonus modes in the game I found that adorable.. they’re really happy when they’re talking together there Ahh there’s also the love hotel bit and their one is super pure.. that one is about the only (romantic) one where saihara is actively engaging, he leads in the end.. in the other ones he’s relatively just going along with the flow

In the main game there’s chapter 1 for sure. They stick around together and there are so many cute moments where kaede makes the guy blush. He kind of reacts and blushes around her every single time whenever there’s a chance to;; Chapter 1 throws in a whole ton of cute situations between them. For example, there are many saiaka fanarts being drawn about this one part in ch.1 where they’re investigating the school together, and kaede finds an adult video in the shelves by mistake.. she freaks out and saihara comes right to her and asks if she’s found something important, and she freaks out even more: This moment right here. Um.. I’ll add really broad translations for it from memory (pardon me if it’s not 100% accurate!) 

..what kind of film is that?

..what’s wrong? Did you find something?

I, I said, this is really nothing to be concerned of!

The reactions that you’re showing…

But mustn’t that mean you’ve seen something important from it !?

S, Stop, wait! D, don’t come any closer-!

(after finding what the video’s contents were)

Really.. I told you so.

…le, let’s search somewhere else, shall we.

There is a reason why saiaka is my favorite ship. I usually go along with the ships that make sense in terms of the story and are implied and I say saihara definitely likes kaede a whole LOT (romantic or not, but it does suggest he has strong feelings for her and I dare say it’s really likely he’s had a crush on her)

The reason why he took off his cap after the first chapter is because what kaede said to him too. Take a look at this scene:

“and, it’s a waste to have your hat on? Saihara-kun… you look so much better with your hats off. (the word here is “kakkoii” so I guess it means she thinks he looks more cool? or handsome with the caps off??// that’s sweet)”

“W,what.. was that(phrase)…”

There are plenty, plenty more. I really suggest you either play the game or at least watch chapter 1??? There is no wonder that this ship has gotten really popular. There are cute moments, heartbreaking moments, really sweet stuff and also the pain. I still can’t get over it hhaha;; To be fair, maybe you could still call all this friendship, it could happen between friends too, but.. this next bit that I wanna show, I think that’s something that could imply the feelings saihara’s had that’s more than just friendship?

Considering how his personality is (a bit of an introvert and bit awkward around girls and a blushy mess sometimes) he’s being.. pretty direct about his feelings towards her here. I brought some screenshots of this one specific moment where he doesn’t deny it when somebody asks him if he liked akamatsu.

That one, I’ll place beneath the cut, because it might-no, would-have spoilers.

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I WENT TO THE FIRST LISTEN OF HARRY'S ALBUM.

I can’t believe that I heard that masterpiece. Seriously it’s so beautiful, so mature. I’m so proud of him.

*SPOILER*

Meet me in the halfway is so beautiful and the sound is so weird, like alternative rock with an epic sound. Distortion and cool stuff. It’s very clear the Pink Floyd influence.

Two ghosts almost made me cry, I would cried if it wasn’t because I was on public with 30 persons in a quiet room. It’s like a ballad, so sweet and deep. Sometimes Harry’s voice is heartbreaking, and the lyrics are beautiful. It’s so explicit, like almost obvious that it’s about Louis and all the stuff they went through a couple years ago, and talks about that they are not allowed to be together in public and act like they used to act. It broke my heart.

Only angel has a beautiful intro and then WOW. Another great rock n roll song. Classic sound and the band is brilliant as always.

Kiwi is one of my faves, pure rock n roll again. The lyrics are so weird, I can’t remember exactly but I was like “wtf are you talking about? I don’t care but this sounds sick”. I imagined him dancing and screaming at the shows and I would sell my soul to see him singing that song live. Also I pictured Keef with his solo. The Stones vibezzz are everywhere. The beat, the drums OMG the drummer is pure talent, I love that woman.

Speaking of woman, Woman again another rock song. So cool. You can hear a bit on the Snapchat filter and it’s so catchy. Really good.

And last but not less, From the dining table. The last song, and the last beat of my fucking heart. It’s so sad, really sad for an ending, like SERIOUSLY HAROLD? Such a bad choice or a great choice if you want to end with MY LIFE. Again, his voice is heartbreaking and I almost cried (again). I would advice you to be prepared to cry and try to not kill yourself with that song. Very sad but also very beautiful and emotional.

***

So my veredict is that I cannot tell how proud of him I am. Because seriously, I met him when he was only a child, with his dimple and his curls. And now I feel like he’s a man. A beautiful man, a talented man. That band sounds amazing, they clearly know about music. The album is like The Dark Side of Harry Styles, in a good way. It shows his influences, his music taste, his capacity to sing and play instruments and to write such a cool lyrics. He’s brilliant. And I’m so proud of being his fan since he was a kid and support him then and now. Watching him grow up and grow up with him, because I’m getting older too, I’m changing too, and I have him in my life. I am part of all of this, and so are you. All of us. We are a team, like Louis says.

So I hope you all enjoy and love this record as much as I do now, because you can hear and feel how pure this boy is, and how much he loves to sing and play music.

I’m really proud of you, Harold.

Support System // Jensen

Summary: You’re an actress with a strong career but sometimes life gets you down and the struggle comes with your dyslexia but with Jensen and your friends they help. Especially when you’ve bonded with your on-screen father Dean. That bond is true in reality too so how do they all help?

Characters: Jensen x platonic!reader, Jared Padalecki, Danneel Ackles (Harris)

Words: 1149

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. I do not own any gifs, images or songs that may appear in this. Also I know very little about dyslexia but I’m going my very best.

Warning: Swearing, breakdown, sad reader, dyslexia,  little angst and a lot of fluff.

Requested: @purely-myself-03

Author: Caitsy.

Tagging: At the end.

A/N We have a request for everyone else. Can you please request some things or take a look at the prompt list? The more requests we get the more you’ll all get to read.

Originally posted by the-spncest

The entertainment business is extremely hard to work in among the fight to get work to the rumours that circulate around your name. It’s even more difficult when you have any problems that the media deems ‘unworthy of work’ or you’re stamped with ‘may cause production problems’. You were in that category.

You were a damn good actress from the amount of success and reviews you’ve received over the years. You were dedicated to your career even if you had trouble reading the script sometimes but it would be extremely difficult at times. You’re latest gig was a spot on the show Supernatural. You had debuted in the season finale and now you were filming the new season.

The rain was pouring outside the motel room where Dean and Sam were going over the case they were working. Beers littered the table but no food yet. They had ordered a couple pizzas that would arrive any moment to the impatience of Dean.

“So we still have little to no know idea on what we’re fighting?” Dean asked taking a pull from the bottle.

“No. We might need Cas because it’s would be a witch or something worse.” Sam replied rubbing his face as both men leaned back in their chairs. There was a knock of the door before he could continue.

“You grab the pizza, I’m going to use the bathroom.” Dean said climbing to feet and going into the attached room, “Do not eat it all!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Sam chuckled grabbing his wallet and opening the door to see a young and freezing teenager on the doorstep. She held two pizzas but other than that she wasn’t holding anything but a duffle bag.

“D-dean?”

“Um. No I think you have the wrong room but that pizza is ours.” Sam replied reaching for it. The teen quickly moved back with a rapid shake of her head.

“No. You must be Sam.”

The clicking of a gun from behind Sam was heard. Both turned to see a furious Dean Winchester aiming a gun at the teens head. The teen’s eye rapidly grew before she shoved the pizza at Sam and raised her arms.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I’m…I’m Millie Campbell Winchester!” The teen exclaimed hiding behind the door jam, “I don’t legally go by Winchester!”

“What the fuck are you pulling?” Dean hissed edging backwards into the room, “Get in here.”

“We’re not going to hurt you.”

“Pl-please put the gun down.”  Bell weakly asked stepping into the room. The gun was lowered at the nod of Sam.

“Who are you really?” Sam asked.

“I’m not kidding! I’m Mille Campbell Winchester. I’m nineteen years old and I was named after my great-grandma Millie. Everyone calls me Bell.”

“Cas, we need help.” Dean grumbled.

Bell jumped at the sudden appearance of an Angel in the room where he tilted his head at Bell before looking at Dean.

“You called?”

“Who is this?” Dean demanded not removing his eyes from her. Castiel came closer to Bell in curiosity before he nodded.

“This would be your daughter Millie Campbell Winchester-Murdock.” Can said looking at Dean, “Did you not get that voicemail?”

“Jesus.” Dean groaned, “I have a child? You’re dropping the Murdock, kid.”

Ever since you had devoted yourself to going over your script countless times but sometimes you struggled like today. You woke up knowing it was going to be horrible because you woke up late and your mother informed you the family was coming for a visit. When you stopped in for a coffee at your favourite place you noticed you were having more trouble than usual reading the menu.

“No, no, no.” You grumbled. You knew it was because you’re demanding and hectic family was coming. They didn’t understand how terrible it was to work and keep them happy in your home.
It got worse when you forgot all your lines in the first scene and you were shaking because you couldn’t even read anything in the script.

“I-I-I…”You mumbled running to the favourite place you had. You said there sobbing trying to rip the script up in your hands, “I QUIT! THIS BULLSHIT!”

“Y/N? Where are you?” Jared’s voice asked before he caught side for your hiccuping and shaking body, “Shit.”

Jared backtracked quickly because they only person that could calm you down was Jensen. You two had bonded and developed a distinct bond normally between father and daughter. You had a terrible childhood with your father and it got worse when he fled the family.

“J?” Jared called rushing up to his best friend.

“Yeah?” Jensen asked, “Find Y/N?”

“That’s the thing. She’s having a breakdown.”

Jensen shoved his own script at Jared before he swiftly went the place you went to the most. His heart broke at the sight of you rocking yourself with large sobs. He noticed the attempts at tearing the script apart.

“Y/N/N? Honey.” Jensen whispered pulling the teen into his arms. He rocked them in attempts to calm her down, “What’s wrong?”

“I-I ca-“ You hiccuped.

“Hey, take a deep breath with me.” Jensen whispered placing your hand on his chest, “Feel my heart beating? Think of how it’s beat and match my breathing okay?”

“O-O-“

“Sh, don’t talk but taking deep breaths for me.” Jensen whispered as your head fall onto his chest and the shaking dwindled.

“My family’s coming.” You started with a shaky voice, “I knew it was going to be bad because I couldn’t order a coffee and I was nearly late to work!”

“Why were you almost late.” Jensen questioned not noticing as majority of the cast watched with a few photos and a visiting Danneel smiling.

“I couldn’t read the signs! My phone died too!”

“Hey, it’s okay. We all have bad days, remember last week?” Jensen questioned leaning back, “Jared couldn’t find his lucky necklace?”

“The one the boys made for him?” You asked.

“Yeah, I had a meltdown but you were there with your computer and Gen was on there with the boys.” Jared sadly smiled as he crouched in front of you.

“You don’t know how hard it is being dyslexic.” You whimpered.

“No we don’t, but we see a strong young woman with a support system that greatly helps you.” Jensen said, “It’s a scene that can be switched out, you know everyone understands that sometimes you can’t work and that goes for everyone. How about Danneel, you and I go get ice cream?”

“Okay.” You sniffled smiling when Jensen brushed the tears away and Danneel helped you up with a smile.

“I may not have given life to you but you’re my honorary daughter.” Danneel grinned before Jensen pulled both of you into a hug.

“Come on kid. I don’t let my kids live with no ice cream.”

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A glimpse of French music

A bunch of people asked me what french music I listen to and if I could introduce them to french music, i’m sorry if i took so long but I wasn’t sure what should I say, but I think i’ll just introduce you to my favourite french artists

The first one is actually from belgium but he’s quite popular in France, and I love his music and this artist so much, his name is Stromae

Quand c’est  (link) a beautiful song about cancer and its victims, very sad but very poetic

Tous les mêmes (link) In this song he breaks and fights against gender roles and clichés

The second one is a french rap band, with the two artists Orelsan and Gringe, what I love about this band is that their texts are not like so many french rappers’ texts, about drugs and sex and violence, but about real life matters and problems, and their texts are also very poetic. The band name is Casseurs Flowteurs 

Inachevés (link) is about their need of doing great things but feeling demotivated and ending up doing nothing, but finally realizing how they must achieve things by finishing their song

06h16-Des histoires à raconter (link) is about insomnia, the lack of self-confidence and regrets (and the music video is soooo beautiful)

Funfact: Orelsan is a huge anime fan and was chosen to dub Saitama from One Punch Man in the french version (an extract from the dubbing session)

I hope this will be useful and interesting for some of you!

ksi imagine - ex girlfriend tag

REQUESTED:  “Hello, please do a JJ imagine where you are exes and you do a video similar to Kian Lawley’s video kissing my ex girlfriend and old feeling coming back”

“Hi everyone it’s your boy KSIOlajideBT,” I remained quiet in the gaming chair as he began his introduction, his fingers forming a salut by his temple. “How are you all? Don’t answer that, I can’t hear you, it’s a pointless question.”

I giggled slightly, receiving a grin from JJ.

“Today I am here with a, erm, slightly…different video, we shall say!” The nervous giggles continued. I’d missed that contagious cackle. “As you can see I’m not alone, would you like to introduce yourself?”

“I mean I’m sure they all already know me, but hi, I’m Y/n.” With a somewhat timid wave I introduced myself before returning my hands to my lap and smiling. 

“Yep, probably. So this is Y/n, Y/n would you like to say a bit more about what we’re doing today or..?”

“JJ,” I laughed slightly. “Why are you being awkward? You good?”

“Man, I dunno it’s just…weird.” The laughs continued. His contagious giggle warmed my heart slightly, even after all this time. “Okay, so incase you are somewhat new to my channel I guess, Y/n is my ex girlfriend. We’ve been broken up for about, six, seven months now?”

He turned towards me to monitor my approval and I nodded. “Seven months,” I confirmed.

“Well, we haven’t actually seen eachother since the break up, but since Y/n was in London and is actually trying to grow a channel herself now we thought let’s rekindle the fire and film a collab!”

“Rekindle the fire?” I questioned. Jide simply shot me a wink. I rolled my eyes.

“Nevertheless, what can be a better idea than texting the first girl you ever loved and inviting her back to your house to bring up all the painful memories you’ve been suppressing for seven months in front of a few million people on YouTube right? So let’s go on!” 

My eyes widened slightly at the extent of his honesty - although I don’t know why I’m surprised. It’s Jide after all. 

“JJ, are you sure you wanna do this? I’m feeling you might be a little bit hesitant about this whole thing,” I rested a hand on his shoulder. “I’m gonna ask you again - you good?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” He confirmed, reassuring me in all seriousness before continuing the video.

For around half an hour JJ and I proceeded to answer generic questions, revisit memories, and discuss where our lives had taken us now. We decided to check twitter for some more insightful questions from people that knew most of our history - a lot of our relationship had been very public. Even the breakup. It didn’t necessarily end on a bad note, but we didn’t continue contact after, which I was beginning to feel slightly sad about. This time had made me realised how much I had missed Jide as an asset in my life - even if not in the way he was seven months ago.

“Okay so, twitter questions,” He scanned his phone.

“Jide, I swear to God if any of these are sexual-”

“I’m not promising anything.”

“Jide.” I narrowed my eyes, my tone very demanding. He held his hand up in defence.

“Alright alright! Innocent questions only!”

Yeah, right. KSI fans wouldn’t know innocent if it smacked them around the face, I thought. 

“Okay - where is your relationship currently at?” Jide’s voice became serious, professional even. I lifted a leg to my chest as I contemplated.

“Well, as of now, we don’t have much of a relationship,” He watched me intently. There was genuine interest on his face. “But I don’t see why we couldn’t build one? I’ve been planning to move to London, as you may know, and so I think we could definitely spend more time together.”

He nodded along with my words before turning to the camera. “So basically to answer your question she still wants my dick.”

“Jide!” I scolded, hitting his arm although I couldn’t not laugh as he apologised.

“No. What I’m saying is, friends is definitely foreseeable.”

“She’s using big words again I’m just gonna…yeah, move on. Okay, this one’s cool - do you still find each other attractive?”

“You know what Jide, I’m gonna let you take this one away.” I rested my hand on my chin. “Go on.”

His smile brightened to which my heart warmed slightly. As he cleared his throat I raised my eyebrows in an encouraging manner. Interest fulfilled my mind.

“Well,” he proceeded. “I mean of course.You’re pretty fit.” Shrugging, he moved his focus back to his phone.

“Is that it? Pretty fit?”

“What? It’s a compliment!”

“Nope, not good enough, try again.”

“For Gods sake,” he laughed, and I folded my arms. “Nah but in all seriousness guys, of course I still find Y/n attractive. We were together a long time, that wouldn’t change in such a short time, or probably ever.”

“Awww Jide!” I cooed. That was really sweet of him. I really have missed this boy, I thought to myself, and I genuinely hoped our interactions would continue after this video. 

“Plus I’ve seen her naked, so,” he shrugged and I rolled my eyes at the camera. 

“Right, sick.”

“I’m joking!” 

Raising my middle finger at him I encouraged Jide to continue with the questions.

“Okay, we’ll do one more, then we’re gonna go get nandos cause I’m starving.”

“Jide, you know I don’t like nandos right-”

“Y/n, I do, and that’s all that matters.”

I once again looked back at the camera as Jide exploded into laughter at his own jokes. Pointing a finger at him, I raised my eyebrows.

“To anyone wondering why we broke up - this is why!”

“No it’s fucking not don’t lie,” He choked between laughs and I looked down to mask my own giggles. “Okay, okay, I’m gonna scroll and whatever question my finger lands on we have to answer okay?”

“Unless it’s sexual,” I interrupted.

“Even if it’s sexual,” he corrected.

“Andddddd stop! Here we- oh. Shit.”

“What? Jide I fucking swear-”

“No, no, it’s not sexual.” He picked his professional attitude back up, a smirk still present on his face although he appeared slightly nervous. “Can you two kiss for the camera?”

“Oh dear God.” I groaned. “Fuck it.”

Pressing both my hands to his face I leaned into Jide, kissing him swiftly. Although at first he appeared taken aback, he soon warmed into the kiss, placing a hand on my waist just as he used to when we were together. I felt all the love wash back over me in a terrifying way. Do I still love him? Was this a bad idea? Was he thinking the same?

When I pulled back, Jide looked almost disappointed. I edged my eyes over to the camera and watched as realisation hit.

“Oh that! I forgot we were filming,” he scratched the back of his neck. “I can always edit out anything you don’t feel comfortable with keeping in. It’s no big deal.”

I smiled at his gentleman nature.

“In fact,” he continued. “I might just end the video on us leaning in, just to see the comments go crazy.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his contagious, juvenile excitement.

“Can we get food now, for real?” He pleaded with me and I smiled.

“Sure. Let’s go.”

First Kiss: Hansol

MASTERLIST

Anon: Can u write a first kiss with hansol ^^ I love your first kiss series

oH GOD, this is the last one of the series! I hope you like this. Only thing is I thought of the idea way too late, so this is more of an AU than realistic. You’ll see what I mean, his personality isn’t right here, but the idea is good. So if you want just imagine anther member instead! trust me im mad at myself but asidjn its too late now

Originally posted by suhyngho

he looks so hot here im crying my eyes out holy fuck ARMS


  • Okay so can I just start off by saying that I haven’t done Hansol any justice in writing this
  • He sounds like the opposite as he actually is imo, but I’d like to think this haEppEnEd let Me bE
  • So, background story
  • You and your ex broke up a few weeks ago, a messy and awful break up at that too
  • Honestly, you never thought you’d ever break up with him (your ex), and thought your relationship with solid and secure
  • Unfortunately you were very, very wrong after having caught him messaging another girl - his previous girlfriend - some promiscuous things if yA geT wHAt I meAn
  • You felt so betrayed and horrified to see him say things like that
  • He was usually so polite and sweet and maybe even innocent in a pure, but these texts and photos proved otherwise
  • When you confronted him about it, he got very angry and very rude very quickly, calling you a whole load of insults and names
  • You felt hurt for a couple weeks, isolating yourself from the rest of the world, as you watched how he updated his profile with new pictures, surrounded by girls
  • But that pain and sadness turned to anger and frustration
  • Not only at him, but yourself
  • How could you let yourself mope around like that, wasting days of your life over a guy who clearly never cared, and still doesn’t, about you?
  • Thankfully for you, you picked yourself up very quickly and put all your feelings for him behind you
  • That was until you spotted him at a friend’s party
  • The only thing you hated about your ex was that you shared the same group of friends, so you were bound to bump into him or see him again
  • Although he wasn’t close to the group anymore because of the break up, he was still invited to this party
  • And all your feelings came back
  • Suddenly you felt exposed and vulnerable standing on the other side of the dark, despite the vast number of people separating you two
  • He stared at you intensely, a playful and teasing look in his eyes, as if he was challenging you
  • The eyes that once made your heart flutter, now filled your heart with dread and anger
  • You refused to let yourself go and feel ashamed for doing the right thing months ago
  • As he stood there, surrounded my girls who flung themselves over him, you scan the room, anywhere but his eyes
  • A tall, dark figure in the corner of the room caught your eye
  • His hair was dyed blonde, his hoodie hugged his broad shoulders well
  • Dressed all in black, he seemed to just blend into the crowd
  • But to you, he was very striking
  • You watched as he laughed with his equally-as-attractive friends, brushing his hair to one side and his dimples subtly coming out
  • Quickly you averted your eyes, worried that someone would spot you watching him
  • The hours continued to fly by, your ex lingering about the room, occasionally smirking at you
  • The mysterious male from the corner, moving from his spot to the food to the centre of the room
  • You were sighing heavily, leaning against the wall now
  • This party had practically physically drained you, and your ex also being there really did not help
  • Suddenly, a strong arm slithered around your shoulders, pulling them into their chest
  • You jump suddenly, ready to turn round and basically kick this person to the ground
  • But then you feel air fan the back of your ear and a deep voice whisper~
  • “I don’t know who that guy is, but I don’t like the way he’s looking at you”
  • Your brows furrow, and you turn your face upwards towards the voice and the face that accompanied it
  • Looking down at you, a look of worry laced across his face, was the mysterious, blonde guy from the corner hours before
  • Up close, he looked even more beguiling, his facial features defined yet still soft
  • You stutter, looking urgently around the room, shocked by what was going on; you had no idea what was going on
  • The man frowns at you, briefly looking up in confusion and then back down at you
  • “Well, don’t be so thrilled about this then”, he sarcastically comments, a small smile playing on his lips
  • “I have no idea what you’re doing right now, why should I be thrilled?” You reply, your typical sarcastic self returning
  • He laughs airily, a beautiful laugh escaping his lips and you watch in admiration as he throws his head back and shuts his eyes
  • Leaning back down to you ear, he says~
  • “Feisty, exactly what I was expecting”
  • Before you even had a chance to reply, he continued~
  • “I’m assuming he’s the ex then? By the fact he’s fuming right now”
  • You raise an eyebrow in response, your eyes briefly looking up and around the room to see your ex standing on the other side of the room, a scowl on his face
  • You laugh, nodding at his question “yep, that’s the ex. Cheated. Lie. Didn’t care”
  • “Ooooh, that’s low”, he whistles lowly, wincing at the thought. “Well, do you want to play him up a bit?”
  • Confused at what he had in mind, you gestured for him to continue
  • “Well, what I had in mind was- oh wait. He’s coming. Okay, just play along, yeah? What your name again?”
  • “Uh, wh-what? Wait! Uh, Y/N! Yeah, Y/N…” You literally had no idea what was going on, but for some reason trusted this guy 
  • His arm moved from your shoulders to your waist, tightening it slightly and turning you to face him properly
  • He brushes your hair to one side, smiling at you warmly
  • “Hmm. Y/N. It suits you princess. I’m Hansol”
  • His voice was genuine and sweet, but unfortunately, you then heard the voice of your ex-boyfriend 
  • “Y/N? Didn’t think you’d be here. How are you? Who’s this?” The questions spill from his mouth and he doesn’t even give you a chance to reply
  • “Uh, well yeah we have the same friends…and this is Hansol”
  • “The boyfriend”, Hansol added simply, nodding at him as if it was a matter-of-fact
  • Your eyes widen suddenly and you look at Hansol, who just smiles at you, his eyes pleading for you to play along
  • “Moving on already Y/N? Well, I’m-”
  • “The ex, yeah I know”, Hansol interrupted him
  • His response was so blunt and so true, you would’ve laughed if you could
  • An awkward silence fell over the conservation, you avoiding the gaze of both men, a blush playing on your cheeks
  • “Well then, if you don’t mind”, Hansol sighed at your ex, hinting that he wanted him to go
  • “Right…okay? Bye Y/N, you call me when you want me back yeah?“ 
  • He winks at you before sauntering off and back to the group of girls who threw themselves back on him
  • You shut your eyes in frustration
  • He managed to make you so mad and angry with only a few words, weeks after you left him
  • Hansol’s hand rubbed your shoulder reassuringly, bringing you into a tight hug
  • “Hey, don’t let his words affect you. You’re going to be fine okay?” Hansol soothed, holding you quietly
  • You had only met this guy and yet he was already making you weak at the knees
  • Slowly, he pulled away, looking above your head at your ex who still looked pretty mad at him
  • “You want to make this” Hansol gestures between you two “more real?” He smirks at you, clearly a plan in mind
  • “Oh God, yes. What you did back there was actually so-!”
  • You were interjected by Hansol, who grazed his lips over yours, holding your face with both hands
  • You gasp, hands instinctively moving to place themselves on his lithe chest
  • Hansol takes the chance to press his lips to yours harder, his jaw moving to apply more pressure in the kiss
  • His lips were so warm and inviting, electrifying your entire body
  • It’d be a lie if you said you weren’t attracted to him; his direness and fearlessness was appealing
  • The kiss soon became fervent and frantic, his tongue reaching to graze your lips and entice you to open them
  • Willingly, you did so, inviting him to deepen the delectable kiss
  • Although the kiss wasn’t that extreme or fast, it left you burning and impassioned, when he pulled away and brought you to his chest again
  • You smiled delightfully, feeling hazy and addicted to this man after the intimate moment
  • “I don’t want to alarm you, but, your ex has just left. I think this plan may have worked”, Hansol crooned into your hair, giggling at what happened
  • Although you didn’t know, Hansol felt all giddy and excited inside
  • He had been admiring you all night, wondering what he had ever done to be at the same party as someone like you
  • “And, I hope I don’t sound like a creep for saying this, but I really like you, Y/N. I’m glad your ex-boyfriend gave me the perfect opportunity to talk to you”
  • You lean back, so your arms are still around Hansol, and laugh at what he had said
  • “Hansol, its fine. I’m glad you did come. I think I like you too”, you whisper, watching with anticipation as he grins and begins to close he gap between your lips 
  • “So princess, want to get out of here?”
  • Okay I hope you liked this yall 
  • The last of the series I CRY
  • NAH not all really lmao
  • Hopefully I ended this on a high and you liked this
  • I made this extra special since he’s my bias but then again he’s not appreciated so it won’t get much attention
  • But still I LOVE JI HANSOL HDJSBDJDJ

First Kiss series

love (hits hard)

anonymous asked:  Hi there~ Are scenario requests still open? If so, may I request a scenario about Jun from Svt? Let’s say one of his celebrity crushes has a very dark image and sings sad songs so he thinks she (reader) will be intimidating in real life, but once they meet at like an award show or something he realizes that she’s very down to earth and kind. And he asks her out in the end? Thank you in advance!!! <3

genre: pure fluff 

characters: wen junhui of seventeen 

notes: it’s been y e a r s since i’ve written anything OTL so please excuse my horrible attempt at filling this request. anyway, i hope you like this anon!! 

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anonymous asked:

I've seen some say that YD needs to be taken away from homeworld and put on earth to appreciate organic life a la peridot, but i feel like that method wouldn't be the best. thoughts?

I think that’s attempting to prescribe a very shallow solution for a problem YD does not actually have.

Problems YD has, in no particular order, which I had to put a readmore on, because it got too long:

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Lord of Shadows by Cassandra Clare


I can’t even.
What just happened.
My heart poor heart.
Cassie has done it again. Without fail she delivers a book that is filled with action and incredible character growth that always feels perfect. Exploring the Faerie culture so much more is a definite highlight of this book and of course the complicated relationships between all the characters is like the selling point. But the plot itself was woven so well I can’t help but wonder where it will go next.
I think the Blackthorn’s are honestly why the series works so well. Their unit is so compelling and the people that exist around it just draw it all in. I feel overwhelmed with how much I love Julian, Ty, Livvy, Dru, Mark and Tavvy. I just want to protect all of them. And well the end happened and I don’t think I’ll recover.
I think something this series is also really drawing well on is racism. Which sounds awful but the situation that is being paralleled is sad because it still happens in real life. The Cohort extremism literally risks all the downworlders because they are different. Lead by the Dearborn’s, hated Zara just an fyi, they pose a real risk to the Accords. I’m very interested to see how this plays out in the final book.
Annabel Blackthorn, I can’t go through this and not talk about her because she is becoming the villain. That is very clear. But she seemed so nice. She’s lost it, but she wasn’t doing too badly. She was bonding with Julian and then it all goes tits up and the end happens and I’m broken. Poor Livvy. She deserved so much more. I honestly thought it was going to be Dru. But it makes way more sense for it to be Livvy. Because it creates a huge potential story arc for Ty. Who is my fave so that’s good for me. But she is an example of a tragic villain I find, she has become a horrible person because she had horrible things happen to her. Of course the Unseelie King is more of a threat, loved the Faerie adventure must say, but she is a more direct weapon against the Blackthorn’s. She’s already cut them deep and she can easily do it again because she still has the Black Volume.

Kieran and Mark and Cristina are posing an interesting storyline. Mostly because I’m confused this is gonna end in polyamory. They seem so interlinked with each other I don’t know how it’s gonna go. I love them all individually and Kieran’s memory loss was horrid because he had to remember eventually and it destroyed him.
Emma and Julian of course provide angst as they are so meant to be together. And they have an option now, two options. But I think the exile one isn’t gonna work because now Livvy. They won’t be able to separate. Which is gonna be killer for them. Julian may I just say is literally everything I hope to be in a father. he’s great.
Ty and Kit. My little dynamic duo. Formerly trio. Well this is gonna be a wild last book isn’t it. I think Ty is the cleverest character I’ve ever read about, he is so logical. I adore him and all his little things that make him him. And Kit even addressed his autism with Julian even for a moment, and I think that is soooo needed. Fantasy books can have representation too. He worked out the bust thing and the raven thing and got Annabel there. Which technically means he is roundabout responsible for Livvy… Oh shit.
The Riders of Mannan were fascinating because they could pose a real threat going forward. I hope they do because there is so much more that could be done there. They were menacing in all the right ways. Whilst on fae the Unseelie King is gonna be a problem. His blight thing is genuinely worrying and so unlike the other threats from TID and TMI. This is a magic. Dangerous and demonic. And I can’t wait to see how it goes.
Passing thoughts, Magnus is ill. I do not like this.
Diana is trans, I approve this. Heavily approve.
Ty and Kit are destined. I am confident.
I need more books now please.

i’m very proud of even that he’s confident enough to talk about his issues so openly now but also i’m very sad that to this day he thinks isak is far too good for him and “you guys don’t know what he has to put up with the rest of the year” i just wish he didn’t think so low of himself anymore! honey you are the best thing in isak’s life (and in mine) 

anonymous asked:

I really enjoyed the headcanons about Yana and Bronislava in your last comic! I wouldn't mind hearing more of your ideas! The side characters need more love!

Papa Heavy (*1899, † 1941)

  • He was a huge, strong man who was often called “The Bear” by others
  • He was even taller and more intimidating than his son. However, if Heavy were to grow a full beard they would have looked like two peas in a pod.
  • He was a man from a simple family, but managed to pull through with a lot of hard work.
  • His son was his pride and joy: Not only did Mikhail become a strong and brave man, he also was very intelligent and ambitious and wanted to go to university, something he himself never had the opportunity to.
  • He always tried to keep his family hidden from his enemies, being forced to leave them alone for several months at times.
  • But one day one of his own men betrayed him and told his enemies the whereabouts of his family.
  • He killed the renegade and hurried back home in order to protect his family.
  • It took 15 men to overwhelm him. He let his guard down when one of the soldiers knocked down Mikhail, who had fought alongside him.
  • The soldiers took advantage of this, forced him on his knees and immediately executed him right in front of his son.

Mama Heavy (*1902):

  • She came from a poor family and was the only child that reached adulthood. Her parents died very young.
  • She fell in love with her future husband the minute she saw him and left her old, sad hometown with him.
  • They married very early and had their first child when she was just 18 years old.
  • Whenever she looks at her son she is both proud and sad about how much he resembles her dead husband.
  • She is very family-orientated. Even though friendly and peaceful by nature she would tear someone’s limbs out if they dared to harm her babies.
  • She is incredibly thankful to her son and that he had protected and supported them for all these years.
  • But she feels also very sorry and guilty that he had to sacrifice and give up so much of his own life and future for the family.
  • She wishes nothing more than that all of her babies find happiness, love and their own families some day.

Mikhail (*1921):

  • He was just about so start university when the tragedy with his father happened.
  • Sometimes he still has nightmares about his father’s execution, but he never said anything about it to anyone.
  • Still injured and weakened from trying to save his father, he couldn’t stop the soldiers from taking him and the rest of his family to the gulag.
  • He was on the brink of death several times, but he took all the beatings and torture in order to protect his sisters.
  • It was pure willpower, the wish to protect his family and the thought of revenge that kept him alive that time.
  • After three months he had recovered enough to start a revolt in the gulag and escape with all the prisoners - after taking horrible revenge on all of the guards.
  • He taught his sisters how to fight and survive, but is still constantly worried about them and sees them as the little girls they used to be.
  • He had to enter university and receive his degree under a fake name because he was still targeted by his father’s enemies.
  • A lot of the money he earned as a mercenary went into the education of his sisters. That’s the reason they speak English much better than he did when he first came to America.

Zhanna (*1935):

  • She is the only one of the sisters who was old enough to remember what happened in the gulag.
  • She is willing to sacrifice everything for those she cares about, just like her brother is.
  • Whenever she sees the scars on his back she’s mad and feels guilty for not being able to help him back then.
  • She is a vengeful and merciless fighter towards those who wronged her and her loved ones.
  • She is simple-minded but incredibly loyal and passionate, just like Soldier.
  • She did not hesitate a second to just grab the first man she saw, fall in love and decided to marry him.
  • She is he only person who can last more than 20 seconds in unarmed combat against her brother.

Yana (*1937):

  • She is the only one of the children who really takes after the mother, both in terms of looks and in terms of personality.
  • She loved listening to the stories Mikhail read them as kids and she secretly wishes he’d still do it sometimes.
  • She has no problem talking to other people, but as soon as she develops a crush on a guy she can’t get her mouth open in his presence and behaves like a total klutz.
  • She’s a hopeless romantic, swooning over her crush from a distance and imagining a whole future with him. But usually she is too nervous to actually make the first step.
  • She was devastated when she found out Spy was already taken, even though she probably wouldn’t have been able to work up the nerve to talk to him anyway.
  • She spent the most time of the sisters with educating herself.
  • She doesn’t enjoy fighting as much as the others, but is still as strong and wild as a bear in battle.

Bronislava (*1939):

  • She extremely extroverted and suffered from the isolation the most of the whole family.
  • She’s a hot-headed and outspoken tomboy.
  • She doesn’t like nicknames (If her family wants to tease her they call her Slavka).
  • She fights less like a bear, more like a panther.
  • She is adventurous, has high ambitions and wants to explore the whole world, now that she has finally left Siberia.
  • She was very disappointed when she met Sniper in person because he was nothing like what she had expected. The photographs her brother sent them showed him in a very different light than he actually was.
  • She is extremely flirty and has no problem approaching men. However, she wants to keep her freedom and does not intend to commit herself to anyone.
  • Despite their completely opposite personalities she and Yana are best friends.