the out take

- chapter one: part two -

“There’s a million reasons why this won’t work…but there’s only one reason why it will…”

7 weeks

I struggled with what I wanted to, or actually, what I should say to Niall for what felt like forever. It was more like…four hours and twenty three minutes. Which may seem a bit excessive to some, but being in the current situation I was in, with the person I was in it with, I knew I had no choice but to get this exactly right on the first go. I had no clue as to what I was going to do about…anything quite yet, but the first thing that needed to be done was to tell Niall.

Sitting on my couch and continuously staring at the little piece of paper as I contemplated word for word what I was going to say to him, almost made my head hurt. But I finally swallowed back my fears and picked up my cell phone, getting up from my couch to nervously pace back and forth across the carpeted floor. My teeth nipped increasingly hard at my bottom lip, scraping off the bits of skin that I had already been picking at for the past four hours and I could feel my hands jittering uncontrollably as I held the phone in my hand. Nervous was beyond an understatement at that point; I was absolutely scared shitless.

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I’m driving back to school right now, currently in the eye of a major thunderstorm. So I did the most sensible thing someone stressed out could do and conveniently stopped at a gas station to wait for it to blow over and purchase a Slurpee 👌


       please do not reblog ! !    if anakin had a phone during the events of s.tar w.ars.  ( and everything was okay and happy )

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obiyuki lap pillows with post-fight Obi resting his head in Shirayuki's lap please and thank you

(A prequel scene to And That’s the Reason We Need Lips So Much)

Zakura’s men crawl over the mill as bees to a hive, swarming in the door and out windows, inspecting every crevice and cracked stone that comprises it. Shirayuki is left downhill with only a small cluster of guards, all of them clearly wishing they could be where the action is, rather than guarding the prince’s – whatever.

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allenbert - barry let's slip that he was almost scouted for a role on glee and julian's all "sing something, right now" thinking he's calling bullshit on barry

“You were not!”

The answering smile is equal parts abashed and pleased. “Yeah, I was,” Barry says, suddenly unable to meet Julian’s gaze. He studies the textured tablecloth instead, still grinning.

“You can sing?”

“Yeah, a little. I mean, I’m not great but…”

“And dance?”

“Yeah! I did tap when I was a kid. Like, way, way forever ago,” Barry gestures with his fork, waving it around as though he can physically point out the passage of time.

Julian shakes his head. “I don’t believe it. Sing something. Right now.”

Barry stutters out a nervous laugh. “Right now? Julian, we’re in a restaurant.” The fork waggles around again, illustrating Barry’s point.

“I need proof. I mean, I suppose it doesn’t have to be right no–oh, hello?”

Barry drags his chair over, planting himself next to his date. He glances over his shoulder once, twice, then leans over to sing softly into Julian’s ear:

“I’m thinking ‘bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Oh me I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am.”

For the space of a breath, Julian doesn’t move, doesn’t breathe. Finally he raises his arm, flagging down the waiter. “Cheque please,” he says, fishing for his wallet.

Barry pulls back, frowning. “We’re going?”

“Yes. Going home.” Julian’s hand curls around Barry’s tie, dragging him in for a quick kiss on the cheek. “I still need to see if you can dance as well as you can sing,” he whispers.

Julian pulls back, giving Barry a slight push, motioning to the half-finished steak. “Finish your dinner. You’ll need your strength.”

Barry dives for his food.