these scene is amongst my favourites

anonymous asked:

Anonimus opinion: you're great person! And btw,everyone in naruto fandom talk about some "SP" ...what sp present?

Awh! Thank you, anon ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)

SP is the abbreviation for Studio Pierrot who is a Japanese animating studio and they are the ones who animate Naruto.

Many fans dislike the studio because a lot of their work is at a very low standard. Here are a few examples:

That doesn’t mean that they can’t do good animation. They are actually capable of outstanding animation. But, they like to spread their budget around and put money on more important parts of the story. Another element is their favouritism with certain characters. This leads me onto my second point of why people dislike SP so much.

To put it simply, they absolutely adore Hinata but they don’t like Sakura. Some people say it’s due to their characters, some say it’s because of their chest sizes or just simply because of their popularity amongst fans. You can read this short analysis which shows how much effort was put into one short scene where Hinata was confessing compared to other episodes.

I’d just like to add my own two cents into this from recent episodes. So, I’m sure you know that the last few episodes of Naruto Shippuden were filler episodes about Naruto’s and Hinata’s wedding. This is what the first few episodes consisted of:

You get the point. Now, as soon as Hinata shows up in the episode, she gets all the spotlight.

You can see just how much effort was put into animating her. Her hair, eyes, clothes and even lighting has so much precise detail. SP is basically pushing it all out just for her. Whereas Sakura is made to look like this:

In one episode they even made Sakura and Ino fight over who is more womanly and Ino used the argument that Sakura has a small chest so she is obviously less feminine. This just shows how sexist the studio is. In their view, big boobs = more womanly. And that is the main reason why Hinata gets the spotlight and why she ended up with Naruto.

In The Last, the animation is probably at it’s best and it’s pretty obvious why. Because the movie is Hinata-centred. It’s so obvious how much time and effort they put into that movie just to show-off Hinata and obviously make her look better. They even put her in an outfit which showcased her boobs even more (proving further how sexist SP is).

Even in the new Boruto series, Hinata is getting so much unnecessary screen time (even more than Naruto himself). 

I’ll just leave these here:

anonymous asked:

Something where Graves is super protective. You're wearing a dress that he knows will make people hit on you, and so he decides to go with you ends up getting jealous and just picks you up( like In fright night 2011, with the club scene) Like the imaginyou imagine- just extended (English is not my first languege but im excited to see what you can do to my fav Character- greetings from Spain <3 )

Hi lovely! Firstly, wow! A reader from Spain! I’m really excited! Hi from Malaysia! Sorry for the delay in getting this story done, I apparently have problem writing anything that’s not angst. I tried to do my best to recreate the club scene from Fright Night and I hope this is what you had in mind! 

Warning: This story contains mature content and some coarse language.


“You’re not going.”

You rolled your eyes, head still hidden away in the massive oak wardrobe you shared as you try to find your favourite pair of shoes, the ones you wear only when you’re trying to look your best.

Finally finding them from amongst the organised chaos of the wardrobe, you huffed and pushed back your curled hair. You threw a retort over your shoulder even as you slip on your heels, wobbling briefly as you tried to find your balance. “I’ll be with my old friends Percival, and besides, I did ask you to come with me, but you’re the one who decided that you were, I quote, “far too old for such nonsense”.” You paused to admire your figure in the full length mirror and smiled when you noticed Percival’s dark gaze on you; you made the right choice wearing this dress tonight. Honestly though, it wasn’t anything too provocative; if anything, it was rather proper and covered everything it should, although it did a beautiful job of accentuating everything you (and he) loved about your body. The burgundy dress fell just above your knees, and the gorgeous scalloped neckline showed off your delicate collarbones.

Pouting slightly, you sauntered over to your sullen lover and wrapped your arms around his neck. Almost automatically, his arms encircled your waist and you leaned into his solid embrace, enjoying the small moment of intimacy. “Darling, it’s not like we’re going to one of those shabby No-Maj clubs, I promise I’ll be fine. I’ll even be back before midnight, so there’s nothing for you to be worried about.” He sighed and pushed a loose strand of hair away from your face, “It’s not your safety I’m worried about, I know you can take care of yourself. It’s just,” he gestured exasperatedly at you, “look at you! I don’t want other men staring at you like you’re some piece of meat when you’re mine-” Placing a finger against his lips, you cut off any of his forthcoming protests. You peppered light kisses along his jaw, “If you don’t want men ogling at me, all you have to do is come with me.” A groan escaped the formidable Auror’s lips, and you grinned triumphantly, knowing he’d give in. Five minutes later, the two of you Apparated to the wizarding pub where you would be meeting your old friends from Hogwarts.


Percival chuckled as he listened to Emmaline, your Ravenclaw best friend who got a job as a Potion Master’s assistant upon graduating, animatedly recounting all the times you got everyone in trouble whilst in school. You buried your face in his shoulder in embarrassment as you endured the good-natured ribbing at your past as a troublemaker, but secretly you were thrilled that your lover was getting along so well with your friends. These were people who stayed up late at night with you, trying to finish last minute assignments, they were the people who comforted you through your first breakup and who you confided in when you finally had your first kiss in your sixth year. You had missed them terribly after you moved to America, and while communication between the lot of you was sporadic and not as often as you had initially hoped it would be, the bond was still there, as evidenced by the squeals and hugs and crying that greeted you when you saw them upon your arrival.

Percival initially intimidated your group of friends, what with his serious demeanour and the regal way he held himself, even when not at work. But your friends quickly got over his scary appearance and treated him as their own; it helped that Percival had a very sharp, dry wit that delighted them. Also, the man could hold his liquor, which immediately won him points in his favour. The hours passed easily, filled with easy camaraderie and joviality and Percival found himself enjoying the company of your friends, who obviously meant a lot to you. The night couldn’t have gone any better, and you were glad to have been able to spend it with the people closest to your heart.

Everything however, went downhill when Percival excused himself to use the gents’. You went to the bar to get some more drinks because you were the only one who could still walk without falling over (you were a lightweight, so you watched the amount of alcohol you consumed. You didn’t want to have to deal with Apparating whilst drunk; that was one messy experience you didn’t want to have to go through again), and you were immediately accosted by a drunken boar of a man, whom you recognised as a petty thief whom you and your colleagues at MACUSA have apprehended more than a few times. He either didn’t recognise you, or he was far too drunk to care that he was hitting on an Auror who had once been responsible for him being in jail; one who was engaged to the Director of Magical Security, no less.

“Hey doll, fancy lettin’ a real man show ya how to have a good time?” You shuddered when he winked sloppily at you, you couldn’t believe he actually thought he looked attractive doing that eye twitch. Ignoring him, you took your drinks and made to move around him, but the drunkard placed his meaty hand on your arm, his fingers clumsily trying to trail a path. You glared at him and bared your teeth, “Get your hand off me dumbass, or you’ll be seeing the bars of a cell tonight.” It infuriated you that the man only laughed and proceeded to tug you over to him, catching you off guard as you lost your balance momentarily and stumbled. You cried out when your drinks fell to the floor, the liquid splashing onto your feet and the floor. Turning to acquaint his face with your fist, you were instead unpleasantly surprised by his trout-like lips on yours, and oh god was that tongue?!

Before you could hex the bejeezus out of the poor excuse of a man, he was suddenly pulled away from you, and you gasped in delight when you saw your Percival throw a punch straight at his face, effectively knocking him out. Your friends were standing behind Percival, confusion at the situation plainly written on their faces. Your lover turned towards you, and you threw your arms around him relieved, not noticing the dark look on his face. Realising he wasn’t returning your embrace, you pulled away slightly and for the second time that night, had a kiss forcefully pressed on your lips, although this was much more welcomed than the first. Breaking the kiss, your dark-haired beau didn’t give you a chance to explain or speak, and you shivered in delight at the husky tone his low voice took on as he whispered in your ear “You’re going to say goodbye to your friends and we’re going to leave this god-forsaken place. When we get home, you’ll get rid of that damn dress and I’ll fuck you so hard the neighbours will be able to hear you scream my name through the walls. All right?”

You were stunned and so very turned on by his promise to you that you could only nod wordlessly before complying. Walking as fast as you could to your friends who immediately broke out in questions for you, you told them, as nicely as you possibly could in your lust induced fog, that you had to go, and you would see them again before they were due to return to London. You were just heading to find Percival when you saw him stalk confidently towards you, and you felt a rush of heat pool in your belly, knowing that you were his prey that he was just dying to devour. As soon as he reached you, he tugged at your hand roughly and in one swift motion, threw you over his broad shoulder in a fireman’s carry. You squealed when he smacked your arse unexpectedly, and he soothed the sting by rubbing on your behind lovingly. You waved goodbye at your friends who were hooting and cat-calling at the both of you as Percival made his way out of the pub with you dangling helplessly over his shoulder, and just like that, he Apparated you home.

As soon as the world stopped spinning, you pulled Percival by the collar of his shirt into your bedroom. Throwing you down on the king-sized bed, he began divesting himself of his clothes while ordering you to strip, which you did, tripping over yourself in your eagerness. Percival made good on his promises, and your poor neighbours had to endure an entire night of animalistic screams and the sounds of your bed banging against the wall. The next day at work, when Tina innocently asked you if you were okay after noticing the way you were walking awkwardly, you made some flimsy excuse about how you slipped in the bath and bruised yourself, all the while promising to kill a smugly smiling Percival who very “helpfully” told Tina he would take good care of you. The git.


Bonus: Colin Farrell gif that’s making me melt and god I don’t know what it’s doing to me

Originally posted by colinfarrellfanpage

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This is my new glow-in-the-dark Spirited Away print, entitled “Carpe Aurorum Carpe Crepusculum”, for Hero Complex Gallery’s “Blacklight” show, which opens tonight in Los Angeles

3 years ago I created my first Spirited Away print (Carpe Diem Carpe Noctem). Mainly thanks to the kindness of people like Vsauce2 and Vsauce3 and of course, the people who bought my work, the print sold out. I get asked fairly often if I’ll do a reprint of that last print and unfortunately, I can’t. Amongst the poster collecting community, it’s incredibly bad form for artists to continually reprint “limited edition” prints, which not only devalues the prints that are out there but also disrespects the people who supported your work in the first place, many of whom had to wait in queues or stay up late in order to do so.

So, here’s my second Spirited Away print - based on one of my favourite scenes, where Haku finds Chihiro. During the day, the print shows Haku and Chihiro running through an empty street. At night, the town lights up to reveal the spirits who inhabit it as well as a few familiar faces. I hope you all like it!

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This is probably one of my favourite scenes in Wentworth to date. It is just so charged and there is so much emotion and love. And not just romantic love. But friendship and love amongst the women staying up in support of Bea and Bea’s genuine loving concern to get Allie clean. It’s just so raw and the actors do such an amazing job.

I totally forgot to post this fanart of Nausicäa, which is actually a reproduction of a panel from the books.

The whole army of Kushana is composed by men, equipped with heavy armors, swords, guns, grenades and whom even the mounts are heavily protected. And in the middle, there is Nausicäa, going to the front without any protection but a light chainmail, a gun with only wheezing bullets and her sword. The contrast of the scene always stroke me, especially when you know she saved them all because she’s been as smart as strong.

I really love Nausicäa, she’s one of my favourite female character amongst all. ♥

Act 1 scene 8

Open scroll then cut to me,
With my usual guile smile
I consume my adoring crowd.
My favourite scene begins.

I strip to nothing and embrace the whistles.
My skin is pale but it doesn’t matter,
This scene is so hot that my skin
Will tan just by being near it.

“God I’m good!” I scream upwards.
“She’ll be doing that soon!” I bellow.
Then amongst the cheers
I retire behind the curtain.

The audience are treated to terrific silhouettes
Of my generous backside bouncing.
The sickening sound promoting euphoria
For all those in the splash zone.

I return monstrously drenched in sweat
And shame, yet I get the loudest pop.
It seems I can’t do anything right.
Fade to white.
I am awake.

You’re My Favourite (Dan x Reader)

Character: Dan Howell (danisnotonfire)

Fandom: Phandom

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader, Jealous!Dan

Title: You’re My Favourite


Requested by anonymous:

Dan oneshot please? He maybe gets jealous of you fangirling over Thomas sangster/newt and the also ki hong lee and Dylan obrien after you watch the maze runner and like stalk the tumblr tag for it 🙈 mainly Thomas but like he gets all jealous and pouty til she reassures him with lots of cute remarks and kisses and books his nose and stuff. And maybe they don’t know Phil’s recording it from the door too til after? But Dan wants revenge cause he’s all pouty and jealous and stuff on it


A/N: In this one, they’re still not dating at the beginning. Enjoy it!!


When Dan and Phil suggested we should watch a movie, I didn’t know they meant the movie.

I knew Phil had read the books and enjoyed being in the fandom like myself, but I fangirled a little when we sat in the lounge watching the movie –which they hadn’t talked about, they just said they chose a movie to watch and I didn’t know which one- and I saw Dylan O’Brien in the Box.

“Oh my God” I whispered, holding on to Phil’s arm unwillingly, unable to contain my enthusiasm.

They knew I loved Maze Runner, and that was why they chose it and kept it secret, to surprise me. Aw, they’re so sweet.

Dan and Phil laughed at my reaction.

I was so happy to see my favourite movie with my two favourite people!

Knowing what was coming, I sat down in silence and watched the first scene. I was waiting for it, for my favourite character.

The main character, Thomas, started running once he got out of the Box and then he fell. And the camera moved to the rest of the Gladers laughing at him.

“There he is!! Look at Newt!!” I pointed my finger at the screen enthusiastically.

Newt was amongst the crowd, laughing at Thomas.

“Are you going to be like this for the whole movie?” Dan wondered, giving me a strange look.

“Well, you can’t put Maze Runner and expect me not to fangirl” I simply said, mentally trying to not get too excited about the movie.

My comment made Phil giggle, but Dan remained serious. Was he actually annoyed?

I managed to keep calm for a while, only making a comment about Dylan O’Brien being hot while his character was talking to Alby.

So we watched a few more scenes in silence like normal people. Don’t get me wrong, Phil loved the fandom too and was obviously excited. But I was trying my best not to fangirl too much. At least Newt wasn’t on yet again.

I muttered something about poor Alby and Phil nodded his head at me, completely agreeing with my statement. We both had read the books as well.

“Are you alright, Alby?” A British voice said in the movie, and I let out a squeak of happiness.

“There’s Newt” Phil announced with an exaggerated hand gesture towards the TV. He perfectly knew he was my favourite character ever.

“Yay! Newtie!” I clapped my hands together in excitement.

“Oh, please…” Dan rolled his eyes and sighed in annoyance.

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I kept it cool from then on, only commenting something every once in a while. Like saying how Chuck was so precious and adorable. Or pouting when I noticed Newt’s bloody limp, Phil placing a supporting hand on my shoulder.

As Newt showed Thomas around in the bonfire, I intently watched the screen with a big grin on my face.

“You’re so cute” I mumbled to myself, but they both heard me.

Phil laughed again as he found my whole reaction to the movie hilarious. Dan, on the other hand…

“Who are you even talking to?”

“To Thomas Sangster” I simply replied, as if it was obvious.

“Alright, I’ve had enough of your fangirling” Dan then stood up and walked to the door.

“But Ki Hong hasn’t even made a great appearance!” I complained, watching as he opened the door and ignored me. “Wait for Minho, Dan!”

Still ignoring me, he left and closed the door loudly.

I looked at Phil, who shrugged.

“Still want to watch it?” He asked me, picking up the remote and pausing the movie.

“I guess I should go see Dan” I sighed and stood up. “I don’t know what’s gotten into him”

They both knew I adored both the characters and cast. They were prepared for it, why act like that now?

“Alright” Phil hit play again and resumed watching Maze Runner.

I closed the door behind me and headed for Dan’s bedroom. I could hear him playing the piano from there.

“Dan?” I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. I had none, and the music from his piano didn’t even stop.

I called him again, exasperated by his childish behavior.

I couldn’t stop thinking about how they knew how much I loved that fandom. And besides, Phil was there too and he didn’t overreact like Dan did.

Seeing as I got no answer, I came in.

“You’re actually annoyed, aren’t you?” I told him as I came in.

He was sitting in the piano, still moving his fingers along the keys smoothly. And still no answer.

“Come on, you know the pain that comes with books and stuff” I remembered how sad he was when he finished reading The Fault in Our Stars. I knew he was not ‘okay’, but because I had experienced it before him.

Well, same happened to me with Maze Runner. The feels and falling in love with fictional characters and stories. So I couldn’t help but comment on the characters and fangirl a little.

Dan kept playing the piano, not even bothering to glance at me once.

“Come on, I didn’t fangirl that much” I rolled my eyes at him and poked his arm to get his attention.

“Yes you did” He finally said, leaving the song he was playing unfinished and moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

His eyes never met mine.

“So what? You fangirl about things too” I simply said, sitting next to him in the bed.

“It’s not the same!” He crossed his arms over his chest angrily and pouted.

“You’re such a child…” I whispered, shaking my head. “Go ahead, tell me why not”

“Because I don’t fangirl about celebrities in your face!” He snapped, throwing his arms up in the air in frustration.

I stared at him, confused. Was he… was he actually jealous?

Soon I recovered, in time to erase the smile off my face before it could appear on it. I opened my mouth to talk, but he started to rant.

“All the time, Y/N!” He complained, making faces as his skin turned a reddish color. “Oh, Thomas Sangster is so perfect! Newt is so precious, Oh my god! Ki Hong‘s arms are amazing!!”

I cocked an eyebrow and stared at him patiently waiting for his lame imitation of me to finish.

“Thomas Brodie-Sangster is so cute! I’m going to search and stalk his Tumblr tag!”

“But he is, and his British accent and…”

“I have a British accent too!” He exclaimed.

I laughed in surprise when I noticed he was jealous.

“Are you done?” I asked him, knowing he would never stop if I didn’t put an end to it.

Still pouty, Dan shrugged and shut his mouth.

“So you’re bothered by it” I concluded, watching him closely.

He didn’t seem to be too keen of talking anymore or even looking at me.

It was the perfect moment to make him uncomfortable until he stopped being so annoyed.

We had a little game going on, I don’t even know how, why or when it started. Basically, sometimes we would just do anything we could think of to make the other uncomfortable and the other had to bear with it until it annoyed us so much we couldn’t take it.

Most of the time we did it in cases like those. Although, to be honest, I was the one being annoyed at Dan and he was the one who kept poking me or obnoxiously calling my name repeatedly until I snapped and he won.

But in that case, I had the power over him.

I casually sat in his lap, which earned a puzzled looked from him.

His expression soon shifted as I innocently looked at him. He knew what I was doing, and he was decided to put up with it and not lose to me.

He looked uncomfortable, though. It was pretty obvious in his face.

I put my arms around his neck and he visibly cringed, pursing his lips together.

“Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“No” He simply replied, avoiding eye contact.

It was the perfect opportunity to make him admit that he was jealous as well. I didn’t notice he liked me before, but I didn’t need any more proof that the tantrum.

My face grew closer to his, and I evilly smirked as I thought of something that would definitely annoy him. It was surprising that my arms around his neck didn’t do the trick, though. Maybe it was because deep down he actually didn’t mind.

I raised a hand and started slowly messing up his hair.

Dan took a deep breath as his pout became more pronounced and his lips pressed into a thin line even more than before.

“Still nothing?” Once his hair was messy enough, I started poking his cheek.

“Nope” He briefly shook his head.

I stopped poking it and kissed it instead, my lips lingering on his face.

“Alright, stop!” He gently pushed me by my hips, so I took the hint and stood up from his legs.

“What’s wrong, Dan?” I innocently asked him, a slight chuckle midsentence.

I got what I wanted. He snapped.

But he wasn’t annoyed, I knew what made him snap was that I realized the reason behind his anger and that I was mocking him a little.

He started combing his hair and his fringe, but still no words from him.

“Say it…” I told him.

“I was jealous, alright?” He was bright red. “But you were literally fangirling over Newt and Thomas Sangster and all those boys all the time!”

I couldn’t repress a grin that time.

“I just left my favourite movie to come talk to you. Isn’t that enough?”

Dan finally chuckled and looked at me after avoiding my eyes for so long.

I got closer to him and planted a quick peck on his lips, and he smiled again.

“I prefer you over any of them” I booped his nose with a chuckle, him wrinkling his nose in an adorable way. “Because you’re cuter and more attractive”

“Am I?” I nodded, so he kept asking me. “What else?”

“Your British accent is better than his” I laughed when that stupid comment made his smile grow huge. “And you got dimples”

“That’s right” He nodded with energy.

“You’re my favourite” I got ahold of his shirt and jerked him even closer.

“Really?” He asked me in a flirtatious tone.

“Really really”

He chuckled at my response and our faces got closer until our lips touched.

I closed my eyes and smiled on his mouth when I felt his hands finding their way through my hair. 

Our lips caressed each other slowly and sweetly.

“Oh my God…” We heard somebody that sounded a lot like Phil whisper. “This is so cute…”

We broke away and moved our glares to the door without taking our hands off each other. Indeed, Phil was there, pointing a camera towards us.

“Phil!” I exclaimed, feeling so embarrassed.

But Dan, unlike me, forgot about his embarrassment. He was still kind of moody and so he lunged towards his friend quickly, causing Phil to squeak.

But I knew that even if he reached Phil, he’d only take the camera so he wouldn’t upload the video of us kissing. Knowing Dan, he’d wait to prank Phil as a revenge when he less expected it.

Until then, I could just fangirl some more to annoy Dan and hopefully it would end with us kissing again.

Top 10 Movies of 2015

Since everyone and their mother is doing it, I present my top 10 films of the year. Excuse the absence of a cut, but I felt it worth presenting this post in full. Let me know what your picks would be/what you make of my choices!

10. Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation, dir. Christopher McQuarrie

I didn’t think any Mission: Impossible film could top Ghost Protocol for me, but Tom Cruise was clearly intent on proving me wrong. Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation was one of the most fun experiences I had in the cinema all year, and it’s deeply impressive that the series continues to improve on previous instalments with more ambition and more eye-popping stunts. Rebecca Ferguson excels as Ilsa Faust, who’s easily the most compelling and intriguing character in the film. Watch out for the virtuoso sequence set at the opera - it’s beautifully handled, and the combination of music and imagery is nothing less than thrilling.

9. Phoenix, dir. Christian Petzold

I caught Phoenix at a London art cinema by chance, and was gripped from beginning to end. A German-language drama about a Holocaust survivor returning to a broken Berlin to find her old life shattered, Phoenix is a compelling but heartbreaking portrait of the darkest sides of humanity. The performances are extraordinary, with the pain and desperation of Nelly radiating from her every gesture and word. The final scene is unforgettable; the expression of dawning understanding and horror on a certain character’s face will never leave me.

8. Ex Machina, dir. Alex Garland

This was the first genuinely great film I saw in cinemas in 2015. Immaculately constructed, it generates an intense sense of foreboding and mystery from the outset, sparking off ideas and possibilities that the viewer is challenged to weigh up for themselves. You’re never sure what’s real and what’s illusion in this film, which is probably the most intelligent and thought-provoking investigation of AI I’ve ever seen. This film is essentially a three-hander, with the talents of Alicia Vikander, Oscar Isaac and Domhall Gleeson showcased to startling effect. Vikander is truly electric as the beautiful and articulate android Ava, and I challenge anyone not to feel a disquieting mix of relief and foreboding as she looks out upon the world in the film’s final sequence.

7. Inside Out, dir. Pete Docter and Ronnie Del Carmen

Eminently deserving of the acclaim it has received, Inside Out is easily Pixar’s strongest film since 2010′s Toy Story 3. A beautiful and vivid dive into a young girl’s imagination, Inside Out manages the delicate tightrope walk between comedy and drama, exploring its subject matter with a firm but gentle touch. By literally making cartoon characters out of our emotions, the film surprises by investigating them in impressively mature and intelligent ways. Perhaps the best message in the entire film is that happiness is meaningless without the complement of sadness - while that may sound simple or even trite when expressed in words, it’s a profound truth that Inside Out recognises and celebrates.

6. Max Max: Fury Road, dir. George Miller

This film is the living embodiment of motion as poetry. One of the purest cinematic experiences seen for many years, Mad Max: Fury Road operates almost entirely on the visual plane. In this sense, it’s a testament to the sheer power of the image. While it’s a common refrain amongst cinema snobs that modern cinema is all about surface at the expense of story, such people forget that film is the art of the moving image. The visual experience is primary, and Mad Max: Fury Road never lets you forget this. A relentless, sun-scorched chase movie, Fury Road manages to be surprisingly rich, powerful and moving - it’s also a genuinely feminist blockbuster, and its female characters are all wonderfully distinct examples of strength and bravery. This was the blockbuster hit Hollywood needed, and is proves that resurrecting a 30-year-old franchise needn’t be a cynical last grasp at nostalgic filmgoers’ wallets.

5. The Man From U.N.C.L.E., dir. Guy Ritchie

The Man From U.N.C.L.E. was a wonderful surprise. As one of the few millennials to have seen almost every episode of the original 1960s series, I expected very little from the film adaptation. Therefore, it was a marvellous surprise to find it might have even surpassed the quality of the TV series that inspired it. The Man From U.N.C.L.E. is easily my favourite spy movie of the year, offering up thrills, humour and romance in all the correct doses. Stars Arnie Hammer and Henry Cavill have fantastic chemistry, and Alicia Vikander is simply delightful as Gaby, a role that could have easily been bland and unmemorable in the hands of a less charismatic actress. While it’s packed full of great scenes, let me just say that the Nazi scrapbook sequence is one of The Man From U.N.C.L.E.’s highlights.

4. Cinderella, dir. Kenneth Branagh

Cinderella was the first film of the year to make me cry. A celebration of personal goodness and the victory of courage and kindness over cruelty, Cinderella won me over with its absolute sincerity and profound lack of pretension or cynicism. This is very much a straight telling of an ancient story, and it’s a film that’s in love with its own woozy romance and magic. While it’s overflowing with beauty, heart and emotion, my absolute favourite scene is Cinderella telling her stepmother “I forgive you” - and meaning it. She leaves the house she was kept a prisoner in free from bitterness or resentment, liberated from her suffering by her refusal to be mired in the wrongs of the past. It’s the single-most empowering moment Cinderella has ever been given in any telling, and it’s profoundly moving.

3. Crimson Peak, dir. Guillermo del Toro

I count Del Toro amongst my favourite directors, and I knew Crimson Peak was something special from the opening shot of a haunted Edith Cushing standing in the snow with blood on her hand. This is pure Gothic melodrama the like of which we last saw when Roger Corman was cheerfully cranking out lurid Edgar Allan Poe flicks for AIP in the 1960s, and it shows in everything from the ludicrously foreboding production design to the festering, moth-eaten fabrics of the costumes. This is a film about accumulating dread, and it drips atmosphere and promises the fulfilment of tragedy. While the twists in the tale perhaps aren’t as unexpected as some would like, I actually enjoyed the air of inevitability surrounding events - that’s precisely why the film starts where it ends. You know it will end in blood, chaos and horror, and the pleasure of Crimson Peak comes from seeing how that climax is reached.

2. Star Wars: The Force Awakens, dir. J.J. Abrams

I’ve been anticipating this film since it was announced back in 2012, and entering the theatre to actually watch it was something of a surreal experience. I felt somewhat deflated and disappointed after seeing it for the first time, but have since seen it two additional times - boy, am I glad I did! Once I knew exactly what to expect, I found the film far more enjoyable, engaging and interesting on subsequent watches. As derivative and tired as the core plot may be, The Force Awakens is an unabashedly fun and nostalgic return to the land of far, far away. I love the characters more with every new viewing, and I’m particularly attached to Rey and her journey. This film was always going to live or die on Daisy Ridley’s central performance, and she killed it - she is the heart and soul of the film, and The Force Awakens works because we quickly come to love Rey and attach ourselves to her plight and journey. I also appreciated the presence of a villain with a genuine internal struggle - I didn’t expect an intelligent and challenging investigation of evil from a Star Wars film, but I got one in Adam Driver’s performance as Kylo Ren. Imperfect and derivative as it may be, The Force Awakens is massively enjoyable and my second favourite film of the year.

1. Jupiter Ascending, dir. Lana and Andy Wachowski

Cinema is perhaps the closest antecedent we have to alchemy; it is an art that’s all about combining myriad elements and the input of thousands of disparate individuals with different skills and areas of expertise. Any movie that works on any level for any individual person is something of a miracle, representing the coalescence of countless ideas and influences into something that simply works. Therefore, it’s unsuprising that a concoction as weird as Jupiter Ascending took a serious critical beating and provoked widespread bafflement and head-scratching upon its release. It should, however, be no less surprising that a film that was passionately hated by some was passionately loved by others. It’s difficult to capture the feeling of giddiness I had upon watching Jupiter Ascending for the first time, but I knew upon exiting the cinema that I had to see it again. And again. And again. 

I’ve had the best part of a year to reflect on Jupiter Ascending and distil my thoughts on it into words, and I’m still not particularly good at it. But I’ll try.

Jupiter Ascending is the kind of the film that I would make if I had unlimited money. It’s the simple, proletarian fairy tale people have told for hundreds of years, albeit without the flying boots and the obsession with genetics. It’s the shriek-inducing roller-coaster through space I never dared dream might exist outside my imagination. It’s the paean to the qualities of human courage and goodness that I’d never seen presented on screen before, a distillation of our innate potential to rise up from nothing and achieve greatness and distinction without betraying or forgetting where we come from. Most importantly, it’s pure, unadulterated fun. I love it wholeheartedly, and have no qualms about declaring it my favourite film of the year.

The Kids From Yesterday

Yesterday a friend and I travelled eight and a half hours to see a gig; as I write this, we’re in the car on the way back.
The show was a cover night, with bands playing songs from all the classic mid-2000s bands - Fall Out Boy, Panic! at the Disco, The Used, Taking Back Sunday and of course, My Chemical Romance. About 80 kids filled a little basement venue in the centre of Adelaide and it may be one of the best things I’ve ever experienced.

I’m not going to say much on how good the bands were; partially because I feel it’s not really my place but mostly because it didn’t matter. Sure, some bands messed up. Some vocalists didn’t know all the words. But it really didn’t matter. There was a room full of kids who just wanted to hear their favourite songs played, to celebrate their favourite bands, and that’s all that was important. I do have to comment on the My Chemical Romance cover band though. I never got to see MCR live. I never got to experience their crowds. And even though it was only about 80 kids, hearing everyone absolutely sing their hearts out to every single song was incredible. It was obvious that they were the band who’d drawn the crowd; everyone stopped and payed attention when they started playing. I was tearing up by the end of it and I know many other people were too - for any number of reasons. For me, it was hearing some of my favourite songs in the world, played by and to the kids they were made for, and hearing those kids respond like it was their last night on earth. I was fortunate enough to be on stage when they played Cancer acoustically, and it was beautiful. There was so much emotion in that room, so much power. By the end of the set (including the improvised encore of “The Take Over, The Break’s Over” by FOB) my throat was raw, my heart was beating double time and I felt like I could do anything. Gerard Way said that MCR is an idea, not just a band, and I think that’s true of the whole scene. Somewhere in amongst 80 people in The Bluebee Room in Adelaide, I saw the very heart and soul of this music. It wouldn’t matter if all the big bands in the scene split up tomorrow; there’d be a generation of kids rising up in their place, inspired by the legacy they leave in their wake.

Last night I saw some old friends and made some new ones. I laughed, yelled, clapped, played tambourine, and sang to some of my favourite songs ever. But more than any of that, I felt the strength and beauty of our scene. I saw how this music has effected these kids, and how these kids will affect this music. I saw everything I imagined our scene was, and so much of what it could become. And all of this in about 80 kids in a tiny basement venue in the middle of Adelaide.

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april kepner appreciation week:  day six [moment she became your favourite]

→ 7x03 - Superfreak: this scene was so honest, and so real. this was the first time we saw april stand her ground amongst her friends and colleagues, we saw her putting herself out there, unlike she ever had before. and in this moment, i never felt more of a connection to a character in my life.

7 MONTHS OF ROBRON   

My favourite Moments / Quotes of the last 7 months!!!


DECEMBER 2014

Started with a roadside kiss after a fake break down! Bless you Robert Sugden! December 4th will always, be a date to remember amongst the Robron family!

The garage scene and the stripping of clothes.  It was a one off though!!! (Sure it was)

The swaying on Christmas Day

The “Upstairs Now” From Robert

The Shoving against walls

The Stolen looks

The Barn (The word needs no explanation)

The Arguments

The start of the ten grand investment

The Audi getting ruined by Aaron

The Aaron talks a lot of sense line from Robert.

JANUARY 2015

The Kiss and Make-up text

The smiles

“Once I exchange vows there’s no way I’m cheating” From Robert

Shirtless Robert!

Thoughtful Robert giving Aaron a cuddle

“Your make me think I fell for a quitter” From Robert

First hotel date

“Looks like you’re just stuck with me then” From Robert

Second hotel visit

“Aaron, Aaron, Aaron, this tie is the ugliest tie I’ve ever seen” From Robert

Aaron fell in love

FEBRUARY 2015

Kissing and caught at Wylie’s Farm

“Because I love ya. That’s why.” From Aaron

First kiss initiated from Aaron

“It’s me that you meet for sex” From Aaron

“This isn’t a love story” From Robert

“Make your mind up Aaron” From Robert

The never should of happened wedding

Aaron confessed the affair to Chas and Paddy

Robert talking to Andy while looking at Aaron secretly directing his words to him

The Quarry

Robert’s panic when he couldn’t see Aaron

Aaron’s self-harm returning (not a favorite but acted so amazingly)

MARCH 2015

Robert worrying about Aaron

Aaron beating up Robert

Robert confessing more about Katie’s death

“If I lost you Aaron I couldn’t handle it” From Robert

The stairs scene

Roberts “I love you”

“Say it again” From Aaron

“I love you and I can’t watch you suffer” From Robert

“That’s not my problem is it” From Aaron

Way overdue kiss!

“I told you I wanted you on your own” From Robert

“Tomorrow” From Robert/Aaron

APRIL 2O15

Home Farm week

Robert’s winky text

Aaron’s accident/ (Robert took his coat off though)

Hit Man

Kiss and Nose bump

Semi-Jealous Robert after finding out Aaron didn’t go home

“He was the one who kept me going.” From Aaron

Robert visited Aaron in hospital

Aaron bottles James/ Robert wanted to step in (Damn his wife)

Aaron got arrested

“It’s Aaron actually” From Aaron

Scrapyard Kiss

“Bear with me yeah, I’ll make it worth your while” From Robert

Robert moves into the pub

Another break up

MAY 2015

Aaron takes Chas out to Bar West

“You got options Robert don’t a prat” From Aaron

Drunk Robert!!!

Robert Drunkenly kisses Aaron

“Let’s have a drink just me and you screw what the world thinks” From Robert

“It scares me being alone” From Robert

Aaron’s heart breaking when he tells Chrissie Robert loves her.

“Well that’s a bit sexiest” From Robert

Robert thinks he’s going to get burnt alive

“Can you see my face? Do I look happy? From Robert

“It’s hard to tell with you” From Aaron

“You wanted it to just be me and you, That makes it possible”

Aaron’s love of party food!

JUNE 2015

Robert’s guard slipping in front of Andy

“Excuse me, PPI” From Aaron

Robert’s brown jacket

Angry Aaron in the pub! (Their faces were so close though!)

“Just showing you not everyone has to dance to your little tune

Sassy Aaron returned!!!

Robert gets the shit beat out of him!

Aaron saved Robert!

“After everything it’s nice to know you still care about me” From Robert

Robert listening to Aaron! (He always listen to Aaron)

“Yeah well I don’t really care what you think” From Aaron (Defending his affair with Robert)

“You’re only still here cause how I felt about ya” From Aaron

“I’m gonna have to choose” From Robert

Along with touches, smiles, looks, lip biting, jaw clenching, make ups, interesting choice of shirts. And so much more!!!

What is your favourite day ever on the set of TWD?

“My favorite day ever on The Walking Dead is something that happens every year. 

And it’s when the cast and crew get to go away from the studio, into the little town of Senoia, where we shoot, and watch the premiere of that season together. 


And its so gratifying and so fun and lovely just to sit back and watch the crew in particular, come and just let loose and have fun and watch on screens all around, just watch how their hard work has paid off. 

It’s…
It warms my heart and it’s just always my favorite day every season. 

Every season it’s my favourite day (almost tears up) 

And then my other, my other favorite days on set are when all the cast is working together. 

Like the reunion scene in season 5, the barn scene in season 5 where the storm is coming and we all have to rush the door to keep it from coming down. 


Any time that the whole cast is all together is a super fun day because there are a lot of hysterical people in this cast and it’s a lot fun to cut up…

Amongst the hard work that we have to do and the bugs and the heat and everything else, it’s fun just to laugh." 

October 23, 2015 - Melissa McBride for EW