the elle show

Do any of you have that one tv show that is just so close to your heart? Like you could watch all these other shows; but when you go back to that one, you just feel like you’ve stumbled your way home after being lost for a little while. Maybe the show ended years ago, maybe the show is still airing or is on hiatus, but no matter what the same holds true; when you see it, or talk about it, it feels like home.

  • me on the outside: I'm fine.
  • me on the inside: Legally blonde the musical was a romantic master piece. Elle Woods and Emmett Forrest were mean't to be together. The character development and chemistry on stage between them is so pure and untouched and beautiful. I am completely and totally devoted to their relationship and one day hope to find a love like that. Elle and Emmett became best friends who fell in love and that is the purest fucking thing. I refuse to let anyone tell me any different. It is the only thing that mattered then, matters now, and will matter forever into the future. Elle and Emmett's relationship will never die.

Take the emotional sequence in which Wonder Woman walks, then runs, alone across a WWI battlefield—no-man’s-land—to liberate a small town from German soldiers. She doesn’t know she’s not going to die—it’s only while fighting to survive the distance that she discovers the true strength of her superpowers. “That scene is my pride and joy,” Jenkins says. “Because it’s about her transformation into Wonder Woman, rather than us watching Wonder Woman show up.” —  ELLE US December 2017.


So here are all the character design warm ups I’ve done from the past couple weeks.  Stranger Things is such a great show and I cant wait for the sequel to come out next year!

BAU Prep School AU

A Criminal Mind Fan-fiction

A/N: How do you guys think this is going? Would you read it? It feels like a huge series, would you stick around? I need feed back. xoxo

Welcome to the Frederick Buchanan Institute located in scenic Quantico, Virginia, a senior high academy that shapes the best and brightest minds. Its motto is “Behavior, Analysis, Unity,” the mascot the Submariners, colloquially “the Unsubs”. The small school supports the most accomplished faculty from across the country.

Aaron Hotchner, Headmaster- Former Federal Prosecutor and F.B. Institute alumni. Married and expecting his first child.

Derek Morgan, Deputy Headmaster- Three time state champion football coach,  Phy. Ed. instructor and Northwestern University college legend. Fierce advocate for his players and students, ensures academics come first.

Emily Prentiss, English and Literature- Fiercely private and prone to dress only in black, another alumni. The students have many nicknames for her, but would never dare to use them in class.

Jennifer Jareau, Media Studies- Former professional soccer player, coaches both male and female teams. Everyone takes her classes even though they are electives, she makes learning fun. Major teacher crush vibes.

Dr. Spencer Reid, Sciences- An astute young genius who took the job at the FBI due to family concerns, despite having offers from numerous universities in multiple countries. There is much student gossip about his past, some of it true and some of it exaggerated. He started a psychology and sociology electives course upon his arrival, he is the only faculty who teaches every period.

Jason Gideon, History and Government- He is the longest teaching faculty member and is on the verge of retirement. He and the Board of Regents tend to disagree, he keeps the peace by ignoring them and their rules. Accepts no excuses from students, but falls asleep in his own classroom.

Elle Greenaway, Latin and Spanish- The newest teacher on staff with a passion that only comes with inexperience and something to prove. She is known for putting male students in their place.

Alex Blake, Forensics and Drama- A former speech writer for numerous senators, she came to the F.B.I. to shape future leaders instead of cover up their shortcomings. Second longest teaching faculty member.

Stephen Walker, Band and Orchestra- An accomplished musician who knew his talents would be squandered in public education. Married with two kids, still tours with his quintet over summer breaks. Easy going and a student favorite.

Kate Callahan, Nurse and Health- An easily approachable teacher with firm stance on keeping the students safe and informed. Fought to make thorough sex education part of the curriculum. Married with two kids, another teacher crush.

Penelope Garcia, Guidance Counselor- A flamboyant champion for students’ mental health, academics and family pressure are not something she dismisses. Sure, she has her favorites, but her door is always open.

David Rossi, Chef- A world renowned culinary master, he has published a dozen cookbooks and continues to travel over breaks to hone his skills and see the latest trends. The listening ear of the faculty, he knew Gideon while they were in Vietnam. He keeps the reckless teacher in check.

(Don’t worry, I have plans for Lewis and Alvez to enter and others)

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Tabria Majors slaying at the Addition Elle runway show in New York this week.

prompt 233 + malec : without you

this is like book!malec but show!malec’s like both combined if that makes any sense at all. idk it could be applied to either. i don’t know. look it’s malec and that’s all that matters. it’s late and i’m tired and i’m about to spew some word vomit. this is a lot of kissing and sexual intimacy and i’m not sorry (but if that’s not your thing, keep scrolling). this is just domestic intimacy and i don’t even know how this happened.

got a request? send it in. there’s a prompt list here, but if you have other ideas, send them. (the ships don’t all have to be malec. i love writing bellarke, clace, clalec BROTP never ever ever romantic, and pretty much anything shadowhunters/the 100).

“I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.” 

Alec Lightwood never was one to let his guard down. He felt as if he were always looking over his shoulder, waiting for danger to jump out and consume him. 

But it was different when it was just he and Magnus in the safety of the loft. Alec didn’t have to worry about demons lurking in the shadows or psychopathic megalomaniacs. All Alec had to worry about was Magnus. 

That’s why when Magnus pushed him back onto the bed, Alec didn’t try to fight it. Magnus was smiling at Alec like he always did when he was feeling particularly overwhelmed with love for the shadowhunter. 

“Hi,” Alec whispered, looking up into his boyfriend’s eyes. 

Magnus smiled wider and crinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes. “Hi,” he replied, leaning down to press a feather-light kiss to Alec’s jawline. 

Alec closed his eyes and sunk into the red silk sheets and ridiculous amount of decorative pillows strewn about. Magnus had quickly done away with the duvet with a flick of his hand while they were coming into the bedroom. So there wasn’t anything left for Alec to do but relax. 

Magnus pressed another kiss where Alec’s jawline met his ear and breathed down the younger boy’s neck. “I love you,” he said softly. 

“I love you,” Alec responded a little breathlessly. He turned his neck to the side, baring his deflect rune to Magnus. Magnus leaned bit down gently on the space right next to where the rune was placed and smiled when he felt Alec let out a sigh. 

Alec’s long, skilled fingers, calloused from years of archery, slid up Magnus’s back and gripped onto his shirt. He pulled it quickly over Magnus’s head and Magnus removed Alec’s shirt with a spark of his fingers. 

“I hate it when you do that,” Alec said. 

Magnus looked down into Alec’s eyes, so full of love, so full of want. “Do what?”

“Take off my clothes using your magic. I have to do it the hard way,” Alec groaned as he fumbled with the button on Magnus’s pants. 

Magnus couldn’t help that he started laughing. “Oh, Alexander,” he said and surged forward to crash his lips against Alec’s. Alec made a small noise of surprise before kicking the rest of Magnus’s pants off with his feet. 

When there were no articles of clothing separating them anymore, the duvet was suddenly back on top of them, encasing them in warmth. Alec felt as Magnus slid his tongue along Alec’s lips and Alec opened his mouth, letting Magnus take control. 

Magnus tried fumbling for a foil package on the bedside table without breaking away from Alec, but it wasn’t working. Alec’s chest began to rumble with laughter underneath him. The shadowhunter was letting out little giggles that Magnus knew were only ever heard by his ears. “What’s so funny?” Magnus demanded, breaking away from the kiss. 

“It’s just so mundane that you’re trying to get one you can’t reach instead of just making one appear,” Alec giggled, putting a hand to his mouth. 

“Alexander, I’m not sure I like the fact that you are laughing at me whilst I am trying to woo you,” Magnus said with a tilt of his head and a slight grin. His hands were braced on each side of Alec’s head, holding him up. 

Alec slid a hand down Magnus’s chest until it came to rest on his hip. He squeezed it gently before speaking, “You don’t have to ‘woo’ me anymore, Magnus. I’ve been wooed. I am yours completely.” 

“But then where’s the romance, Alec? You can’t just let romance die in a relationship. We’ll become so bored.” Magnus was teasing at this point, but he loved these moments with Alec. 

“I could never be bored with you,” Alec murmured and pulled Magnus down so that he was face-to-face with him. 

Magnus made a noise in the back of his throat, something between a groan and squeak. “You are my entire world, did you know that?” 

“Hmmm, I had a feeling I was something like that,” Alec grinned as Magnus made the foil packet rise from the table and come to him. 

There was suddenly a frenzy of tangled limbs and clashing mouths and happiness. When they were finally connected in the closest way possible, Alec groaned against Magnus’s mouth. 

Magnus slid his fingers between Alec’s and squeezed, pushing Alec’s hand up toward his head and into the mattress. The movement between the two was fluid, natural, as if it were meant to be. 

They were flames, burning hotter with each passing second. Embers crackling against their skin and igniting every cell in their bodies. Alec held onto every movement, every declaration of love, every feeling as Magnus moved above him. 

They were both breathing heavily now and Alec used his free hand to dig his nails into Magnus’s back.

Magnus and Alec collided for the last time, the flames erupting into the most magnificent fire, burning at the hottest and brightest it had ever been. And then the fire slowly simmered into flames and then to sparks and then to ashes. 

“I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you,” Alec panted.

“Well, it’s a good thing you’ll never have to find out,” Magnus replied, equally as out of breath. 

Alec thought to himself that that was fine by him because this moment, here with Magnus, was all he’d ever need.