sorry i accidentally deleted the ask

i accidentally just deleted someones ask!! they were asking for help finding a fic and i think it was a pacific rim au??

if you were the one to send in that ask please re-send it! 

ahh im so sorry for deleting it! - Karri

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ahh thank you!! i love symmeitra and i wish it was more common, theyre so good together? they both love Science and believe in making the world a better place and i feel like mei’s openness and positivity would be rly good for satya? and also lead to a lot of Easily Flustered Lesbian Symmetra which everyone loves ofc 

Resources for Sea Magic

Someone asked for some resources on sea magic, but I accidentally answered it publicly instead of privately, as requested. Sorry ><

So I deleted the ask and the username, and am just posting it publicly anyway.

I have a tag for [“sea magic”] and one as well for [“water magic”] - anything I have will be in there. The practices, while similar, obviously have a different focus that can take the impact and how it is worked in different directions. Sea magic is a very specific branch of water magic that is well known and often practiced.

Here are a few resources on sea magic, not including spells or I’d be here forever- this is all just informational stuff about sea magic.

I found my old list of resources on sea magic [here], but oh gods, it really needed updating - I mean, just look at the format!

General

Sea Water (and Water in General)

Tides

Sea Salt

Sea Shells

Sand

Herbs / Plants

Sea Glass

“Sinking”

Charging

Mermaids

DIY

Divination

Blogs

anonymous asked:

Why do I have a feeling that scenes, where ash falls into Even's eye and Isak is laughing, or the one where Isak is attempting to rap and Even starts laughing, prompting Isak to say "Get it together!" are unscripted? They seem like Tarjei and Henrik, lol.

Yeah, I don’t think you’re completely wrong anon!

I want to preface my speculations by saying that I think Tarjei and Henrik’s acting in all the montages and improvised moments is amazing..

the small subtle things they do,

the way they stay in character beyond dialogue,

and play off each other and reacting to each others cues,

it’s in those quiet scenes I think their acting speak volumes. ❤️


As for the scenes you mentioned…

I think the rap scene is an ad-lib, the two of them in character, but improvising the scene and thus Isak’s genuine reaction when Even can’t maintain the beat.

The entire “hjernen er alene” montage feels like a mix of improvisation with some open direction and the camera just rolling through takes.

Here Fille possibly RUINS THE MAGIC (don’t read if u don’t want that):

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So I accidentally deleted the ask + forgot who requested a scorpius+drarry barista AU with fluff I’m so SORRY (i’m an idiot) but here’s it anyway, enjoy i guess -


“Scorpius, you are not marrying Harry Potter.”

It was 8 am, and Draco Malfoy was tired. His son - whom he loved very dearly, mind - had decided that 5 am that morning was the perfect time to start hollering at his dad to wake up. And four singing games, one magical performance of floating toys and three filthy diapers later Draco was ready to get on his knees and beg for his well-deserved coffee.

That Harry happened to be the barista at his most frequently visited coffeeshop was a mere coincidence.

Really.

(No matter how many times Pansy had laughed at him for it. It wasn’t Draco’s fault that the Golden Boy made the most amazing lattes known to men.)

“Papaaaaaa,” Scorpius whined, kicking his feet in the air. He had an impressive pair of lungs for a three-year-old. “But I love him!”

An elderly woman standing in front of Draco in the queue send him a smile - as if Scorpius was being endearing instead of impossible.

“Hush, Scorp,” Draco said, bouncing his son up and down in his arms, trying to get him to focus on something else that wasn’t his undying love for the Boy Who Lived. “I’m sure he loves you too.”

Scorpius’ smile was blinding. “He do.”

“He does,” Draco corrected automatically.

When Scorpius took that as his que to continue yelling to everyone in the small muggle coffeeshop that he loved Harry Potter, Draco fought the urge to slam his head through the nearest window.

Merlin, he needed his coffee.

Finally, finally, finally the queue disappeared and Draco was standing at the counter.

Harry, his hair standing in every direction and his impossibly cocky smile shining wide, waved at them. “Morning Draco, Scorp.”

Scorpius, suddenly shy, waved back silently.

“Morning,” Draco quipped, and quickly bounced Scorpius to his right hip so he had his other hand free. “I want a cappu with two shots espresso -”

“Early morning?”

“- and a hot chocolate milk for this tough guy,” Draco continued, unable to keep the smile from his voice.

“Coming right up.” Harry slid over to the coffee-machine and got to work - so uncharacteristically elegant and smooth Draco couldn’t do much else but watch.

He’d seen Harry at it more times than he could count. The way he’d flip the milk carton in the air before pouring it into the can to heat up. How he’d turn around on the ball of his feet to get the coffee beans, how he’d wink at Scorpius when he was melting the chocolate almost magically fast.

Scorpius had made Harry his hero - not because he was the boy who lived, not because Harry had saved the wizarding world ten year ago - but just because of this. His elegance. His seemingly magical way of moving around as if he were floating.

And for a second, staring at his ex-rival, Draco wanted to agree with his son.

Faster than he wanted it to have been Harry had made their orders, slipping it over the counter towards them. “There you go,” Harry said, “oh, and Scorpius -”

“Yeah?” Scorpius said quickly, enthusiastically.

“I love you very much, too.”

Scorpius turned beet-red, and immediately hid his face into his father’s chest.

Harry, smiling from ear to ear, turned to Draco. His face was almost impossible to look at, and for a fleeting moment Draco felt his cheeks warm up. Was he blushing? Oh dear Merlin.

“How much do I owe you?” Draco quickly asked, trying to calm down.

“Nothing,” Harry said airily, “it’s on the house.”

Normally Draco would’ve complained but he needed to leave, now - because dear Merlin he couldn’t stop blushing why couldn’t he stop blushing - and he grabbed the two cups, thanked him, and rushed out as quickly as he could.

It wasn’t until they were outside, Scorpius walking in front of Draco and drinking his hot chocolate, that Draco noticed the little heart written beside his name on the cup.

So when Draco came back to the coffeeshop that next morning, he tried not to think of it like a coincidence. Nor the fact that the hearts on his cup seemed to grow in number every time he came back again.

So his son might not be marrying Harry Potter - but in time, he just might.