this is a thing i most certainly want

Correct me if i’m wrong, but in 408 when silver says something along the lines of “I’ve put men in the fucking ground for you! Good men, friends”, that… literally never happened? Like, flint is certainly not winning any friend of the year awards, but at no point in the story has silver had anyone he considered a friend “put in the ground” on flints behalf.

Maybe it was just a continuity error on the writers part or maybe they wanted us to assume something like that may have happened off screen at some point, but that seems like a pretty major thing to not show.

Even in early season 3 when flint is at his most unhinged, silver never actually takes part in any of the raids (and none of those random villagers would have counted as friends anyway). I can’t imagine, even between seasons 2 and 3, that flint ever required him to kill crew members as discipline considering what a shock it was for everyone when flint shot those two men in 303. Surely he’s not claiming that dufresne was a good man or a friend. Dobbs died, but that happened during battle, acting on a plan that silver himself devised. He can’t be talking about billy because a) he didn’t actually kill billy and b) flint wasn’t even there for that. The last silver heard from flint regarding billy was that billy was necessary and that they should probably look past their anger and NOT kill him.

Sure, he’s killed various pirates and English and Spanish soldiers throughout the series (so has everyone), but none of them were ever friends.

At a certain point in season 4 a lot of people, the audience, the crew members, flint, Madi, even silver himself, have forgotten just how flexible silvers relationship with the truth is and start taking his word at face value. He could say the sky was red and people would just believe him. I know on my first watch when he said the line about putting friends in the ground, I didn’t question it.

I don’t think he’s even really lying there. I think he’s someone who is so used to creating personas, avoiding the truth and avoiding the actual reality of the past that it probably “felt true” in the moment.

I think he may have also been projecting his own guilt as well. He never put any friends in the ground for flint, but whether he meant them to or not men have been willing to kill their own friends for him before. In season 2 Vincent had his own friend killed because silver gave him a look (something silver absolutely felt guilty over). By season 4 he’s discovered just how easily he can convince the crew to turn against even someone as well loved as billy.

I think that by season 4 a lot of people have started just believing silver without question (especially regarding flint) but the guy has never had a particularly strong connection to the truth, and we learn in 409 that he would literally prefer to believe the reality of the past is irrelevant. He’s angry with flint, so he wants to believe that their relationship was always something more sinister than it was, and later he wants to end the revolution so he chooses to believe flint was motivated entirely by rage and vengeance when the truth was far more complicated and meaningful than that.

And this isn’t me hating on silver, his general lack of self awareness is what makes him such a tragic and heartbreaking character to me.

DOCTOR DREAMY | PT.1

pt1 | pt2 | (ongoing)

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: fluff, slight angst, eventual smut + expecting parents au

word count: 4,724

request: sperm donor ex-boyfriend jimin 

description: Okay, maybe in hindsight asking your ex-boyfriend, who you never really got over, to be your sperm-donor wasn’t the brightest of ideas.

cr.


“I want to have your baby,” is a particular string of words that is only considered acceptable in a certain number of situations.

Maybe between two lovers getting lost in the moment of their heightened feelings, and somehow the words just slip — that’s probably the most common occurrence of the phrase. Or maybe it’s a night out, alcohol in your system, and the words just sort of spill past your lips to the most ridiculously attractive stranger you’ve ever seen before you can even think to stop them. Even that, can still be considered at least borderline passable usage of the phrase. Hell, even the instance of a teenage girl proclaiming her love for her favorite celebrity with the heavy proclamation is still considered normal for the most part.

These, along with a few far-fetched others, were the only situations you could think of that allowed for the usage of those six words to be passable, yet, here you were, uttering that exact phrase, when you were in absolutely none of them. You weren’t getting caught up in the moment with lust-glazed eyes, you weren’t drunk and spewing nonsense at a bar to some guy, and you most certainly weren’t some star struck teenage girl staring up at her celebrity crush’s poster.

No, you were none of those things.

Instead, you were sitting across from your ex-boyfriend telling him that you wanted to have his baby… Yeah, totally passable usage of the phrase, right?

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By Way of Spontaneity (Part 1)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 680

Warnings: None.

A/N: This is sheer K-Drama content lol. So it’s gonna be fluffy and full of craziness. I hope you all like it!

Originally posted by seabasschino


Kicking his shoes off, Bucky plops down on the couch, swinging his feet until his legs are off the floor and he crosses them. Taking a deep breath, he stretches enough to pull his phone out of his pocket and unlocks it, perusing through his various social media apps. He’s scrolling through the wedding pictures of a former high school classmate of his when he hears a sharp whistle.

His grandmother’s stern face is what he sees as his head snaps towards the sound. She’s got her lips pursed in a tight line and her brow furrowed. Bucky smiles. “Hey, nana. You look beautiful today.”

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Things I liked about the new Beauty and the Beast

(an almost certainly incomplete list, in no particular order, because there will almost certainly be lots of nickpicky complaining posts from me in the days to come, so I wanted to get some positivity out there first)

Belle being a tinkerer like her dad was cute

Honestly, for the most part the changes to LeFou’s character/arc worked for me, and Josh Gad did a great job with the part

Luke Evans also gave a great performance as Gaston. And the new take on the song “Gaston” really worked for me. 

While I have more to say about the larger choices in general and how they could have been improved, the moment where Maurice sees the talking cup and then just… calmly… runs the fuck away was hilarious

Belle planning to escape from the very beginning was a great character choice

The addition of the Harpsichord character was one I was really worried about before the move, and actually 1) he was a great character and 2) the added subplot of him and the Wardrobe being married and not having seen each other in years because they’re both large furniture trapped on different floors was fucking great added color and fleshing out of the world and the nature of the curse. It was done basically exactly right and only added to the story.

The addition to the curse that everyone in the castle was erased from everyone’s memories was a great fucking addition (more on this later. more on a lot of these points later, lolol)

That part where Babette is holding up the serving dish to create the spotlight to shine on Lumiere, but she couldn’t hold it steady, so he kept having to move into the spotlight, was so fucking cute??? What a cute gag?? I love it???

While I still roll my eyes hard at the inclusion of Romeo and Juliet in the film, and have thoughts about how the Beast’s literacy and other changes to the character affected the story, the part where he rolls his eyes at Belle and sticks out his tongue at the yucky idea of romance was fucking adorable

Mrs. Potts explaining that “They did nothing” while the Beast grew up to be who he was is exactly why they’re part of the curse was a good addition

As was Belle’s righteous indignation on their behalf, and general curiosity about the curse and desire to to something about it

(And I appreciate that, despite that, they didn’t tell her the nature of the curse, because to me that would feel really emotionally… coercive? manipulative? unfair? It’s unfair to put that kind of burden on someone. I appreciate them avoiding it)

Adding the “slowly becoming more inanimate” plot into the story from the musicals was a good call. It’s a good addition. It adds stakes. I liked that each small change was timed with a falling petal and the whole castle felt it. It really was a great way to flesh out the curse and increase the stakes of the ticking clock.

Belle’s dress at the final dance was rlllly pretty

puffyball13  asked:

I loved billdip for a long time but often other fans of gravity falls said mean and rude things about it and to those who ship it? As a fellow shipper, I ask for your wisdom to tell me why?

Hello sweetheart, I’m sorry for taking so long to reply you.

For your question, I pretty much don’t want to discuss about this publicly but I think it would be better if I say it out one more time. 

As much as I hate to admit this but BillDip is neither the most popular ship AND the most hated ship in this fandom, the reason can be summarized in one word: pedophilia - which stands for a relationship between an adult with a child. Others reasons is about abusive relationship or some sort.

If you ever want an advice from me, let me tell you one thing, that is certainly important to remember if you ever see someone harrassing the ship again: they are fictional characters. None of the thing we artists/authors draw/write are real, it’s just our own imaginations. 

Sure when I say this some of you might wonder: “Then it’s okay to ship pedophilia with fictional characters because it’s your imagination?”. If I answer this in my very opinion, I’m the kind who would like to build a proper relationship for the couple I like so I can avoid all the bad things happen to them, but if I answer this in the role of all BillDip shippers, I must say yes and no, cause we all people and we have weird tastes in something sometimes but that not mean we support/are that kind in real life, fiction and real life are really, really different, please remember. It’s like watching some Disney movie which make you wondering “How the heck can two characters fall in love in like one day?”, but yet you still ship them. Yeah, that’s pretty much it mate, fiction don’t happen in real life. 

So if someone don’t like the ship please just move on, this fandom is not about us shippers so don’t pull the rage to you by yourself just because you don’t like it or want people to stop shipping it, trust me, they won’t stop…

Worth the Pain

// Another Man’s Treasure // Mind on a Mission // Take the Lead // Worth the Pain // Wings of Butterflies


The earth’s actually flat and Harry must have fallen off of it. He was quite clumsy—you had scars from the countless occasions he couldn’t navigate around his own feet and brought you down with him—so him managing to fall off the edge of the earth wasn’t a stretch of the imagination.

At least he better be floating through deep space, otherwise there was no reason your texts and calls should have gone unanswered the last three days. No other reason you would accept, anyway.

When you’d woken up, brain foggy and mouth dry, you couldn’t remember how you’d gotten home, let alone anything that had actually happened. It wasn’t until you reached for your phone—after growing accustomed the dull ache in your skull—and saw the Bukowski poem that you remembered what happened. And you’d laid in bed for a while, trying to figure out how to move forward. Should you text Harry? Call him? Read into the fact that his last poem was much less explicit than the previous and maybe it meant he was trying to tell you something?

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Until death. Those are the words of the oath. Until aught but death part thee and me.

Jalec Spring Break - Day 4: Parabatai Oath

Daydream

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

(NOT MY GIF)

*Requested smut

Imagine: Klaus is overwhelmed with everything that is happening on his life, so he leaves you all alone to work some stuff out. Then, when he comes back, he finds you playing with yourself and decides to punish you in the best way he knows.

Word Count: 2144

A/N: may be the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written, so I hope you enjoy it. :)


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I love those hc’s about the marauders’ animagi animals traits and behaviours coming out when they’re in their human form.

- Sirius will accidentally do puppy eyes.
- Like he’ll want something and he’ll get this fucking heartbroken look on his face and he’ll stare longingly at what he wants with these big, soulful eyes and not even realise it until one of the others sighs loudly and gets it for him.
- which is a bit difficult sometimes but James is surprisingly strong and even if Remus tends to kick when he’s startled, a few bruises ribs are worth it.
- but it’s not just things he wants.
- if there’s a strange noise coming from outside the dorm room then you can bet that you’ll find Sirius standing in the middle of the room, all tensed and focused on the sound that it takes saying his name at least three times to snap him out of it.
- he needs to touch his friends ALL THE TIME as a way to mix scents and reiterate their pack bond.
- it’s super subtle and casual but if you watch close enough you can notice it.
- small shoulder touches and arm brushes.
- leaning up against them when they’re standing around
- hair ruffles and elbow jabs.
- sitting so that their side’s are all pressed together.
- but then there is the not so subtle touches.
- leaping onto one of their backs for an impromptu ride.
- squeezing himself into the space behind one of his friends and the back of the couch (this is totally a dog thing too)
- throwing himself at them in excitement.
- pressing his forehead against a chest and resting there for a moment in affection (another dog thing)
- And the other doggy thing that make the other marauders laugh
- getting excited when they go outside
- chasing fast moving objects
- his collection of large sticks that he’s taken from the forest and proudly keeps underneath his bed (I MIGHT NEED THEM PRONGS! BESIDES I FOUND THEM AND THEY’RE MINE AND DO you think Remus thinks they’re impressive? STOP LAUGHING.)
- sometimes when he gets too hot he starts panting
- James swears his hair bristles just a little when he’s angry or threatened.
- I have a lot of feelings about doggy Sirius…

- James is most certainly the ‘king’ of his 'herd’
- arrogant git that he is 😂
- he carves his initials into every single desk that he sits at like a stag will mark trees
- he turned vegetarian after becoming an animagus
- You can fite me on this
- he just can’t find it in himself to want to eat meat anymore, it feels wrong
- stamping his feet in anger became a thing as well
- it just feels so satisfying
- sometimes he’ll startle at loud noises and feel this inate urge to just bolt away
- which is unacceptable
- once he was spooked so bad by an exploding cauldron in potions that he actually dashed out of the room in panic.
- the others never let him forget it
- they’ve also caught him scratching his back against trees with a blissful look on his face.
- coming up behind him is a bad idea because he WILL kick you.
- he’s also a touchy bastard as well
- when he feels threatened in his 'place’ within the marauders he’ll get super uptight
- he’ll glare with his head lowered slightly as if preparing to charge
- he’ll scuff the carpet in the same place almost obsessively (I just NEED to do this okay? I just… fuck off.)
- he’ll spike his hair up even more to make it look bigger
- but he can also get very peaceful
- he could stand in the same place for a very long time just thinking
- just standing close with his herd makes him feel better if he has a shitty day
- he likes the smell of green things and so buys a lot of plants that smell nice

- Peter, physically looks the most like his animagus after the change
- but he also inherits a few traits as well
- he will ALWAYS finish the good on his plate. In fact, wasting food is like kicking puppies in his book. It’s blasphemy.
- he hates bright lights. They make him feel exposed and vulnerable.
- sometimes his nose will twitch if he gets too excited or nervous.
- if there is a large open space he’ll scurry across it very quickly, they make him nervous.
- In fact he always seems to be nervous after the first change.
- loud noises
- too many people
- not enough people
- people he doesn’t know very well
- people he DOES know very well
- especially them
- there’s also a new found sense of competitiveness in him
- it’s not a need to win, it’s a need to survive, he needs to have the best food, the best spot on the couch with the best escape options, the best desk in class that is the most out I the teachers sight
- he’ll run off and hide when he feels threatened
- James put a firecracker in his bed one time and he hid himself in the closet for eight solid hours. The only reason he can back out was for the cookies.
- also
- side note
- I fully believe that one of the reasons he betrays James is because of an innate selfishness and need to out his survival first that comes from his rat side
- also hes a coward

"Oh my God. You're in love with her."

Harry was sitting at his desk working. Not stealing glances at Draco every chance he could get. They had just closed a case and were filling out the paperwork. Harry finished his report and looked up. Draco was staring off into space, a small smile on his face.

“What are you so happy about?” Harry asked. Draco flushed.

Before he could answer, there was a knock on the door of their shared office space.

“Come in,” Harry called. He made a mental note to pester Draco later about his smiling and whatnot.

A woman with black hair and fancy clothes stepped in. She didn’t even glance at Harry, but instead went straight to Draco’s desk. Draco stood and greeted her with a smile. He gave the woman a hug and a delicate kiss on her cheek. Harry looked away.

“Astoria,” Draco said. “What are you doing here?”

“I was out and about in the Ministry and I thought I should come see you. Is now a good time?” She asked, glancing around at the paperwork on Draco’s desk.

Harry wanted to tell her that it was most certainly not a good time. They were very busy, thank you very much, but Draco spoke before he could.

“I’m almost done. Let me just finish this up and we can go get dinner?” Draco asked.

“That’d be lovely,” Astoria said. Draco looked over the report once more, wrote a few things down, then set his quill down.

“Harry, you wouldn’t mind sending this off for me, will you?” Draco asked.

Harry grit his teeth and without looking up said, “Sure.”

Soon, Harry heard the door open and close. He was alone. He stood to grab his and Draco’s reports. As he approached Draco’s desk, a base exploded behind him. Deep breaths, he told himself. Accidental magic hadn’t been a problem for him for a long while. But, he supposed there was a lot of firsts today.

Didn’t Draco say there wasn’t anyone special in his life? He always refused to meet anyone his mother wanted to set him up with. His family was desperate for an heir. Draco always refused, however.

Who was that girl?

A few months later…

“Harry! It was reckless. You could’ve gotten yourself killed!” Draco practically yelled. His face was red and he was running his hand through his hair. He only did that when he was extremely agitated.

“I’m fine. Look at me: not even a scratch,” Harry argued.

“You’re ridiculous. That’s it. I’m filing for another partner. I cannot do this anymore,” Draco said. He turned to his desk, but Harry grabbed his arm.

“Oh c'mon you don’t mean that. You love me as your auror partner. The risk makes it more fun,” Harry joked.

Draco huffed, “It’s not funny. One of these days, you’re going to get yourself killed and then I’ll be left to deal with the backlash and paperwork.” Harry nudged him on the shoulder.

“Okay, okay. I promise I won’t put myself in unnecessary danger anymore. It wasn’t my intention to upset you. I’m sorry,” Harry apologized. Draco was still facing away from
him, but Harry could tell he was slightly more at ease.

“Fine,” Draco said curtly. “I’m still writing in my report that you were impetuous. Don’t come crying to me when Kingsley gives you a talking down to.” He turned to sit as his desk.

Harry smiled and said, “I wouldn’t expect anything less.” Harry copied him and made it to his own desk. He began the paperwork, but was interrupted by Draco.

“I was wondering if I could ask your advice on something,” Draco said.

“Sure,” Harry said, looking up expectedly.

“Well, Astoria’s birthday is coming up, in September,” Draco said and Harry tried not to wince, he really did. “But I don’t know what to buy her. I found this bracelet, but I don’t know if it’s too much. Maybe I should look for rings.”

Harry completely froze at the word ‘rings.’ This could not be happening. Draco stood and walked to the front of Harry’s desk.

He ignored his feelings and said, “In September? It’s July right now!”

“Its august tomorrow. I only ask you because I’ve never gotten gifts for… lady friends. I figured you would know with Granger and the Weaslette,” Draco said.

“Well, that’s hardly the same,” Harry said. They weren’t dating him. Sure, Ginny and him had dating once upon a time, but he never bought her a gift during that time. Buying for your friends was different than buying for your partners.

“Isn’t it?” Draco asked confusedly.

Harry ignored him and asked, “What does the bracelet look like?” Draco brought up his wand, and a picture floated in front of Harry. It was gorgeous. There were more diamonds than Harry could count and they were all aligned in a beautiful design to form what looked to be swans.

“Swans are her favorite animal. Is this too much?” Draco asked self-consciously. All Harry could feel was dreadful. It felt like their was a fifty ton weight in his stomach.

“Oh my God. You’re in love with her,” Harry muttered. Before, Draco could answer, Harry gathered up his stuff. He couldn’t look at Draco right now, he just couldn’t.

“Harry,” Draco said. But Harry couldn’t. He needed to get out of there now. “Harry wait,” Draco said as Harry made his way to the door.

“I forgot I have… plans. I need to go,” Harry’s aid hurriedly and he walked out, leaving Draco behind. He didn’t see Draco’s confused expression, or the patronus message he sent to Hermione.

As he was traveling down the elevator, it stopped on the Magical Creature Department floor. Hermione saw him and immediately pulled him out.

“Hermione! What are you doing?” Harry asked incredulously. He just wanted to go home and drink himself to sleep. Why couldn’t people let him do that?

“Harry, I need your help with something,” Hermione said she was dragging him through the room filled with cubicles and people.

“Can’t it wait until tomorrow 'Mione? I want to go home,” Harry said.

“There’s an office that keeps raining. But it’s not water it’s raining, it’s mud,” Hermione said. She stopped at a closed door. It was an unoccupied office, but Harry didn’t need to know. He also didn’t need to know that Hermione was the one to spell it to rain mud.

Harry sighed and opened the door. Sure enough, the office was filled with mud and it was only getting worse.

“I would think you’d know how to fix this, Hermione,” Harry said. He raised his wand and cast, “Finite incantatem,” not really expecting it to work.

The office immediately stopped raining and Harry raised an eyebrow at Hermione.

“Oh, I didn’t think to use that spell. How silly of me,” Hermione said, a blush covering her face.

Harry stepped around her and said, “Alright Hermione, I need to get home now.”

Hermione waved him off. Again, as Harry had his back to her, he didn’t see a message patronus, this time delivering itself to Ron. He got back into the elevator and made his way all the way to the atrium, where the floo was. As he stepped out, Ron stepped up to him.

“Ron? What are you doing here?” Harry asked quizzically.

“Just wanted to surprise Hermione,” Ron said, holding up a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“Oh,” Harry replied.

“But while I got you here, I was wondering if I could get your advice on something,” Ron said. Harry remembered being asked the same thing by Draco and he wanted to go home now more than ever.

But he stayed and asked, “What’s up?”

“Er, well Hermione and I had a little argument over… the dishes. Yeah, the dishes. She said that she wants to hand wash them the muggles way, but I said spelling them clean is faster and better. It turned into a big fight. What should I do?” Ron asked.

“Well, the flowers are a good start. I would say to er, hand wash the dishes with her. It’s easy and you can get through dishes fast,” Harry said. Ron nodded.

“I’ll see you,” Harry said. He began to walk away but Ron grabbed his arm.

“Wait!” Ron exclaimed.

“What?” Harry asks, bewildered.

“How do you hand wash dishes? I’ve no idea,” Ron said and Harry sighed.

“I’m sure Hermione will show you. I need to go now Ron,” Harry pleaded. Why did everyone and their mother need to speak with him today?

Ron let him go grudgingly and Harry stepped away. When he made it to the fireplaces, he jumped in and said his address. The familiar tugging sensation overtook him, but before he made it home, he was thrown back into the Ministry. He tried it again twice with the same results. He switched to a different fireplace, but it still didn’t work.

Great, he thought, now the floo isn’t working.

Ten minutes later, he was out of the Ministry and above ground. Once he found a deserted alleyway, he apparated to his apartment. A sigh of relief escaped his mouth as he walked up to steps to his door. He used his wand to unlock the door and bring down his wards.

When he opened the door and turned on the light, yells of “Surprise!” rang through the house. He looked around and saw all of his friends: Hermione, Ron, Luna, Ginny, Blaise, Neville, Seamus, Dean, everyone. At the front was the one and only Draco.

“Happy birthday Harry!” Hermione said.

“You guys didn’t really argue about dishes, did you?” Harry asked. Ron snorted and shook his head. Hermione stepped up to him and gave him a hug. He returned it.

“Thanks you 'Mione,” Harry said.

She shook her head and said, “Oh, don’t thank me. It was all Draco’s idea.” Harry released to look up at the man in question. Draco was biting his lip and looking unsure of himself.

“Thanks,” Harry said and Draco nodded. And the party began.

It was nice for Harry to talk to his friends and drink some beer. He had wanted something stronger, but he supposed he would have to wait. As the night passed on he tried to not follow Draco with his gaze everywhere, but old habits died hard. Draco was seemingly trying to keep to himself. Harry knew it must have been hard for him to contact everyone to invite them. Not everyone has made the best amends with him despite how much he had changed.

Everyone started to file out sometime after midnight. Most of them did have work tomorrow, after all. Harry closed the door behind Seamus and Dean, but didn’t turn around. He knew who was standing behind him. He wasn’t ready to face him even after all of this. Draco put a lot of effort into the party and Harry was grateful. But his heart was also shattered into a million pieces.

“Do you like the party?” Draco asked. Harry nodded and finally turned around.

“It was great. Thank you… Draco,” Harry said and Draco beamed.

Harry feigned a yawn and said, “But it was very tiring. Need rest for work tomorrow, you know.” He hoped Draco would take the hint.
Instead he said something completely unexpected.

“I believe you misunderstand my and Astoria’s relationship,” he said.

Harry’s eyebrows raised, “Oh?”

“We’re friends. Just friends. She helped me with something, that’s all. There’s nothing more between us,” Draco explained. Harry tired to squash the hope growing in his chest. He knew it couldn’t amount to anything.

“Why are you telling me this? Your love life has nothing to do with me,” Harry said.

Draco looked down at his feet and said, “Maybe it does.”

“What?” Harry asked.

“I didn’t give you your birthday present yet,” Draco said. He pulled a black box from his coat and stepped up to Harry. Hesitant hands took the box and opened it. Inside it was a beautiful watch. Lifting it, Harry looked at the back, where there was an engraving.

It said, “Just in case you lose yourself in time xxx”

“It’s marvelous,” Harry said.

“Yeah it is,” Draco said. Harry looked up to see Draco watching him. He was so close. His eyes flicked down to Draco’s lips and back to his eyes. Harry thought he could lose himself in those eyes forever. Draco leaned in until there was only a centimeter of space between them. He looked down at Harry’s lips and Harry lost it. He leaned in the rest of the way and their lips met. It was everything he ever hoped it would be. Draco’s lips were soft against his own. When their tongues met, Harry almost collapsed with pleasure.

After a few moments of this, Draco broke the kiss to murmur, “Happy birthday, Harry.” Then their lips joined again.


It was the best gift Harry had ever gotten.

Alright so I’ve been thinking right

the criminal masterminds heists are the whole “one person gets killed, it’s all over” type deal so there’s definitely more pressure to survive

And obviously that’s closer to how non immortal fahc would be anyway ofc so people are looking at this series and thinking that this would be how they’d act in a real heist

Which yeah totally I can understand that

But there’s a lot of people saying that bc Gavin and Jeremy are always trying to be in the less dangerous positions, they’re afraid to die in fahc au

And okay sure I’m sure a part of that plays into it to some degree (tho I have a whole thing on Gavin and his own sense of mortality but that’s neither here nor there right now)

But you cannot look me in the eye and tell me that’s how Jeremy would act

Because the whole reason he’s “afraid to die” in criminal masterminds is because he totally expects SOMEBODY to die and fuck it up like that’s essentially a definite in his mind and he’s terrified that it’s going to be him because he doesn’t want to disappoint everybody and he sure as hell doesn’t want to disappoint himself

He doesn’t want to be the reason everything goes wrong

Which is most certainly NOT how fahc Jeremy would see things because there would be no “oh if I fuck this up we’re all fucked so it’s better if I stay out of it”

You can’t tell me that Jeremy wouldn’t be trying his fucking hardest to make sure things go right BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY

He would ABSOLUTELY be going fucking hard to accomplish this shit and make sure everybody got out safe

He wouldn’t be afraid to die and fuck things up

He’d be afraid he’d fuck things up and somebody else would die

Transcript of Joseph’s Cult Ending (DDADDS)

So I’ve been doing a lot of research into this “secret” Joseph ending, because quite honestly I wasn’t happy with not being able to have a satisfying ending with him (I wasn’t cool with him sleeping with me and playing with my feelings only to get back together with his wife after he’d assured me that they were separated, even though I do understand that it was probably the right thing for him to do for his children). Regardless, I wanted to see if there was actually another way this could’ve worked, and – well, let’s just say I was pretty shook at what I found, and the answer to my question is that no there is most certainly not a way this could’ve worked out between us, Joseph, because you’re a fuckin’ psycho. If you’d like to know what happens during the secret ending, read on. There are a lot of spoilers for the game, not just for Joseph’s path but for other characters, too.


IF YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS BY UNLOCKING THIS ENDING DO NOT READ UNDER THE CUT. I DETAIL EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS FOLLOWING THE ENDING OF JOSEPH’S THIRD DATE; I DO NOT EXPLAIN HOW TO GET TO THIS ENDING IN GAME, BECAUSE I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO DO THIS YET (though I do give some of my ideas about what you need to do to get there.)


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Sanvers in College: Alex Drunk Dials the Cute Girl from Bio Class

Based on this post: https://hazingblur.tumblr.com/post/160026282401/queercapwriting-wlwprompts-person-a-is-drunk @hazingblur

Original prompt from @wlwprompts : “Person A is drunk and decides to randomly call that cute girl from biology class to tell her she’s pretty”

@lesbapocalypse you also asked for this so like.


She’s drunk and she’s stolen Kara’s phone, because it’s finals week and all bets are off and that cute girl from biology class?

She’s 1000% sure that her name is Maggie – Maggie Sawyer – not that she paid attention.

Pfft.

No. Of course she didn’t.

And she’s 1000% sure that said Maggie Sawyer is the same Maggie that her little sister has befriended.

And therefore, that cute girl’s number – and when she says cute, she means it, but god, she also means blazingly sexy – must be in Kara’s phone.

So she swipes the phone from her sister’s bag while Kara laughs with James and Winn. Swipes it and chugs another gulp of illegal punch and she finds Maggie’s name – complete with a picture, god, a gorgeous picture, because damn, those dimples, that hair, those downcast eyes – in Kara’s contacts.

Finds the name, and tries once, twice, three times, to successfully hit the big green button that makes the phone dial.

She giggles and almost bounces on the balls of her feet as the phone rings, rings, rings.

“Hey Kara!”

Alex freezes at the sound of her voice – her voice that she’s used to hearing only asking the best questions, only giving the best answers, in bio lecture, in bio lab – and she contemplates hanging up and leaving it to her sister to explain the butt dial.

“Kara?”

But now Maggie sounds concerned, because she must hear the party in the background, and Alex has seen her smile, seen her nerdiness, but she’s also seen her motorcycle, her leather jacket, her gym bag. And she doesn’t want her to be concerned, to feel like she has to speed to the party to rescue Kara from whatever situation she might be in.

“Hey! No, nope, not Kara. I mean, of course you thought it was Kara, I took her phone, I mean, obviously you thought it was her – ”

“Danvers?”

“Not the blonde one!”

“Alex.”

“Hiiiii.”

There’s a pause and she thinks she hears Maggie shuffling something.

“Danvers, you drunk? Are you with people, drinking water?”

“Awww, Sawyer, you care about me!”

“Well I sure don’t want you passing out in your own vomit, Danvers. I’ve been there, it’s not pleasant.”

Her voice is pleasant, though, and Alex collapses drunkenly onto a half-occupied couch, completely oblivious to the couple that had been making out, who shoot her irritated looks as they get up to find a better spot to kiss.

Alex thinks she hears that shuffling again, and maybe some wind, but she’s drunk and everything is oh so slightly hazy, but pleasantly so – pleasant, because Maggie Sawyer is on the phone with her, Maggie Sawyer cares whether she throws up or not. Maggie Sawyer. God. How can anyone be that perfect?

“I’m finnneee. I just… it’s just, I know you’re Kara’s friend, but we’ve never really talked, and I… even if you weren’t Kara’s friend, I’d have noticed you, you know. I mean, how could I not notice you? Do you know we’re in the same bio class? You’re always so smartest. The smartest girl in the class. The smartest and the cutest. And my sister’s friend! What are the odds, huh? Maybe we can calculate it with genome mapping or something. But we’re more than our code, right, we have to be. You believe that, right, Maggie?”

“Hey, Danvers, I’m not cutting you off, but can you do me a favor?”

Alex preens. Her last name sounds so nice on Maggie’s tongue. She wonders what else would feel nice on Maggie’s tongue. Everything, probably.

She nods before she realizes vaguely that Maggie can’t see her.

“Mmhmm.”

“Remind me which house is throwing the party you all are at.”

Alex squints as she tries to remember. “The one across from the science building. Where we take bio. Together. But now term is ending and maybe we won’t do anything together again. Not even that we did anything in bio together, because I was too nervous to – ”

“Danvers, whoa whoa. Can you do me another favor, sweetie?”

Alex’s heart backflips and she almost careens off the couch, because she called her sweetie, she called her sweetie, she called her sweetie.

The sound of wind on the other line increases in her ear, but maybe that’s just a side effect from how hard she’s pressing the phone to her ear, like the closer she clutches it, the closer she’ll be to Maggie.

“Yeah.” She thinks her voice might be higher, might be breathier, than it normally is, but that’s alright, because Maggie Sawyer called her sweetie.

“I know you have things you feel like you want to tell me right now, and I want to hear them, but only if you still want to tell me when you’re sober, okay?”

Alex blinks and furrows her brow at the phone, because – maybe she’s more drunk than she thought – Maggie’s voice seems to be coming from two places, now. One, through the phone, and one, less static-y, closer to her body.

She looks up from the couch and she startles, because Maggie is standing over her, crouching down next to her as she hangs up her phone, all basketball shorts and hoodie and flip flops and hair hastily tied back into a messy ponytail.

She’s grinning softly, but she’s breathing kind of heavily, like she’d just sprinted from her dorm room. Because, Alex realizes dimly, that’s exactly what she just did.

“Hey Alex,” she says as Alex splutters, as Alex fumbles to sit up straight, to fix her hair, to hang up Kara’s phone without dropping it.

Alex thinks she may be imagining it, but Maggie’s voice is softer, now, more breakable, now, more vulnerable, now, than it had been when they’d been on the phone. When Maggie had been on a search-and-give-water-to-the-drunk-girl mission.

But now that she’s arrived, water bottle she must have grabbed on the way out of her dorm in hand, her voice is shy, and her eyes are shy, and her eyes are something that look a little scared.

“Hi Maggie,” Alex whispers, and then giggles because she’s not sure why she’s whispering.

Maggie grins, and it’s the sweetest sight Alex has ever seen. She made Maggie Sawyer smile.

“Why did you come all the way here? You didn’t have to come all the way here, I – ”

“Well, clearly your sister doesn’t know what you’re up to or how drunk you are, because if she did I would have heard her in the background telling you to think before you dial and all that stuff.”

Alex covers her face with hands made clumsy by alcohol.

“Ugh, I’m sorry, you’re right, I shouldn’t have – I ruined your night, I embarrassed myself, I’m sorry, Maggie, I – ”

“Hey, hey, no, that’s not what I meant.” Maggie gets up from her crouch to sit on the couch next to Alex, and she opens the water bottle for her and presses it gently into her hands.

“Drink. Please?”

“I’m not that drunk.”

Maggie just nods, and Alex does as she’s told.

She finishes the entire bottle in one chug, and Maggie just watches her with cautious but glistening eyes.

“Okay, come on. Kara!” she calls across the room, and Kara seems to materialize next to them instantly.

“Maggie! I thought you weren’t in the mood to party toni – Alex? Are you okay? What – ”

“Here. Your phone.”

“How did you – ”

“Tell you in the morning. Right now, I’m gonna take your sister back to my room – no funny business, I promise – and help her sober up a little. Okay?”

Kara glances between Maggie’s disheveled appearance and Alex’s drunken one, and she kisses Alex’s cheek.

“Don’t give her a hard time, okay, Alex?” she teases, and Alex giggles as she stands unsteadily, both Kara and Maggie stabilizing her.

“When do I give anyone a hard time?”

Kara just kisses her again, just thanks Maggie, doesn’t object to their arrangement, because she trusts Maggie not to take advantage of her sister, and she knows that her sister would like nothing more than to get to know Maggie better. She just wishes she’d have had the courage to reach out sober. But they’ll work on that. The three of them.

Alex leans on Maggie, who’s wrapped her arm around Alex’s waist, and revels in the contact.

As they walk, she rambles about the chemical structure of alcohol. About its impacts on the brain. Maggie listens and Maggie smiles and Maggie nods in all the right places, and Maggie lets her talk, lets her talk, because she’s focused on making sure she doesn’t let the taller girl stumble and fall.

When Maggie shoves her dorm door open, Alex freezes.

“You know I’ve wanted this since like, the first time I saw you. For you to take me back to your room. To…” Her eyes flit down to Maggie’s lips.

“To kiss you.”

Maggie gulps and slips away from her, taking care to keep her hands on Alex’s arms to help her stabilize.

“Go pee.”

“What?”

“You’re this drunk? You for sure need to pee. Bathroom’s right there. Can you make it on your own?”

Alex nods with tears in her eyes, and Maggie hates herself a little bit, but she’d hate herself a lot more if she let this conversation continue.

The bathroom door shuts and the water flushes and the sink runs for a long, long, long moment.

When Alex stumbles out, it’s with confusion and the shadows of hurt in her eyes.

“Did I do something wrong? I don’t have to stay here, you didn’t have to – I just thought – you ran to… to rescue me, and you gave me water, and you took me home, and I thought that meant you like me as much as I like you, and I –

"Alex. Alex, Alex, look… We can talk about all this when you’re sober. If you still want to talk about it. I promise. But right now? Right now, we can talk biology. Or astrophysics, or about the dessication and revival of tardigrades, whatever you want. Just not us. Not now. And certainly no kissing. Okay?”

Alex slumps down onto Maggie’s bed without asking, and Maggie just grins and kneels to help take Alex’s boots off.

“Why not?”

“Because you’re drunk, Danvers,” Maggie giggles like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“It’s never mattered to any guy,” Alex almost whispers, and Maggie stiffens, and her nostrils flare, and her eyes are more serious, more full of rage, than Alex has ever seen them.

“Well, it matters to me. Okay? Come on.”

She helps Alex swing her legs up onto the bed, holds her up to take in one more glass of water, hastily poured, and she kicks off her flip flops and grabs a pillow from the other side of her bed.

“You’re not gonna come to bed?”

“The floor’s perfectly fine for me, Danvers.”

“But – ”

“When you’re sober. If you still want to. I promise, Alex. Okay?”

“You promise?”

“Yeah, Danvers. Yeah. I promise.”

But Alex is asleep, a small smile on her face, before Maggie even finishes her promise. Her promise to her best friend’s big sister, who she’s been trying to gather the courage to ask out for months now.

She snuggles down onto the floor and – eventually – falls asleep with a smile on her own face, too.

Better This Way (Chapter Four)

This chapter gets a little sad guys. But come on, we all knew some angst was coming. This isnt even the bad angst, I promise.

Can’t wait to hear what you guys think. Like and Reblog for me! If we break 200 likes/ reblogs before dinner (its 8 am my time) Ill post chapter five too!

ADDITIONAL CHAPTERS HERE

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“Wade.” Peter looked up when the familiar red and black suit clambered up over the edge of the roof and plopped down next to him. “How’s it going?” He took a deep breath, Wade’s heavy scent of electric and wild making him smile.

“Oh you know.” Wade rolled his shoulders. “Amazing. Just off being fabulous. And sexy. All that. You know how we do, Spidey.”

“Sure.” Peter laughed and handed him a sandwich. “What was I thinking, asking about that?”

Just like he did every day, Wade took the food and turned away from Peter to eat. And just like Peter had done every day in the few weeks since his heat, he grabbed Wade’s wrist and tugged him back around so they were sitting right next to each other while they ate.

“I don’t know why you keep doing that.” He grumbled and the Alpha snorted.

“I don’t why you keep doing that. Nothing under this mask that you need to see Spidey-babe. My skin isn’t near as clear and perfect and puberty free as yours.”

“We’ve been over this. I’m definitely twenty-two. Already went through puberty.”  

“Whatever you say. You got freckles don’t you?” Wade accused. “Damn kid.”

“You want to find out?” Peter challenged, only half teasing, “Wanna see if I got freckles, Wade?”

“Yeah right.” Wade laughed a little. “Better keep your mask on Spidey, I’m sure your beauty would blind me.”

“Yeah?” Peter’s voice softened. “And what about yours?”

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Doctor Who Panel - Ottawa Comic Con 2017

I haven’t made a post here for a long time but this is the most fandom thing I’ve done in a while and wanted to share. I attended the DW Panel and we had Peter Capaldi, Alex Kingston and Jenna Coleman in Ottawa which was great because we never get anyone and certainly not a current Doctor. They were all wonderful and I really enjoyed the event. Here are some of the highlights (I say highlights but this is basically the whole thing) 

Q: Peter Capaldi (PC) what do you look for in a partner?
PC: longevity 

Q: Fave monsters?
PC: Likes the Daleks but his long time fave are the Zarbi from the episode “The Web Planet”
Alex Kingston (AK): When she was young, she liked the Cybermen but now its the Silence (she never actually said the name, she acted like she couldn’t remember it and Jenna ended up being the one to say it)
Jenna Coleman (JC): She also likes the Silence. She finds the scariest monsters are the ones which never have to run but move slowly

Q: Fave Dalek scene?
JC: When she was a Dalek (“Asylum of the Daleks”)
CP: When they were shrunk and put into a Dalek (someone from the crowd shouted rusty, “Into the Dalek”)
AK: When she killed a Dalek (”The Big Bang”)

Q: Fave emotional scene without giving away any spoilers?
JC: The diner scene. It was shot over two days as they shot some of it in the diner and the rest in the studio. She didn’t think the parts shot in the studio were meant to be emotional, when she enters her Tardis. But Peter was there when he didn’t have to, in his own clothes, and seeing him there made her emotional
AK: Saying good bye to David, getting the ‘piss off’ (her words) from Matt, and for Peter it was hard for both of them to hold back their emotions but still be able to show it to the audience, of knowing what was in store for each other without the other knowing.   

Q: Jenna asked what it felt like dying
JC: She read in the script a raven was meant to fly at her, but she didn’t know what to expect on set and whether they would actually get a raven which would be made to fly at her. So when that didn’t actually happen she was so relieved she kept forgetting to actually die. 

Q: Choose a show or movie for Doctor Who to do a crossover
PC: Game of thrones, because the Doctor can definitely take down the white walkers
AK: Lord of the Rings, and the Doctor to face the Orcs
JC: The Thick of it (so Pc vs PC lol)

Q: If they could choose a name for the Doctor what would it be
JC: Bob 
PC: Doesn’t believe the Doctor’s name can be understood by humans, so it isn’t a word
AK: When she was shooting the scene where River Song whispers the Doctor’s name, the first take she whispered the name Shaniqua (lol) and caused an NG. She kept changing the name every time they shot the scene but wouldn’t say the other names 

Q: Fave line?
PC: I’m the Doctor
AK: Hello sweetie 
JC: Chin boy, show me the stars and Run you clever boy
(They got into a discussion led by PC, that Steven Moffat likes to notice peoples different quirks and bring it into the script. So it’s not a trait of the Doctor but the actor e.g. like how he runs funny. 

Q: PC why does Doctor who appeal to young people today especially with an episode like “Thin Ice”?
PC: (I loved how he answered this question and I’m not going to do it justice but here goes) There are a lot of things going on in the world right now which are bad, terrible and crazy. And it’s up to writers to put across a message about the times we live in. The Doctor sees things from a different perspective from all of time and space, to see what’s truly good and what’s truly bad. It’s in the Doctor’s character and we all have to keep saying it

Q: Do they have any input into how their character is written?
JC: The script is fluid during filming and Moffat can put a joke she said before hand into the script
AK: Likes how Moffat writes characters to be unique, so they have their own speech pattern. You can see a line without naming a character, but you can still picture exactly who would say it
PC: Even though he doesn’t change the lines they can interpret and deliver the lines differently from how they are written in the script

Q: Fave episode?
JC: Vincent and the Doctor, likes she get to meet such influential people from the past
AK: Also really loved Vincent and the Doctor, and that the Doctor was able to take him into the future and show him how people admired his genius and talent (honestly one of my fave scenes also)
PC:  Frontier in Space (To him only six people cheered after he said this so jokingly wondered if we are all really Doctor Who fans in the audience) 

Just some things I took note of

  • JC knew for a year she was leaving the show. They had already decided that Clara could not return to Earth, so she was happy with the ending
  • AK told us David Tennant loves playing cards. And him and Catherine Tate played a game between takes which she joined, to name a band from the last letter of the previous band named. They all got so into it they were more into the game than the actual scenes
  • Alex was asked if she would do a show with John Barrowman as River Song and Captain Jack Harkness. She walked over to Peter and covered his ears by placing his head against her stomach and covering the other with her hand, and whispered yes into the microphone.  
  • They are all for the next Doctor being a girl, PC added a woman as well. If they could choose an actress to be the Doctor AK choose Frances de la Tour, PC choose Melissa McCarthy, and JC declined to answer sort of hinting she could be in the running (the host added because the Doctor can choose a face he has known i.e. like PC)
  • AK says she can’t have a fave Doctor because it’s the same person but he is like a snake which sheds its skin (loved the metaphor), but River Song enjoys that the different Doctors come in different shapes and sizes ;)
  • PC told us his punk rock band was called Dream Boys (was very embarrassed by this admission) and his stage outfit was a white shirt and a bow tie. So he has always loved bow ties
  • The fave character AK has played is Lady Macbeth. She never grew up believing she would be on tv as Britain doesn’t have Hollywood like America. So hoped to make it in theater 
  • PC was asked what it was like being a side character on DW before becoming the Doctor. He gave a funny excerpt of how he sneaked into the Tardis and played with the console because he thought it would be his one and only chance in the cheapest toga ever made (thankfully it wasn’t)

anonymous asked:

hello may i request a rfa + v and saeran hcs where mc slap their butt playfully (nsfw or sfw is up to you) thank you

Yoosung:

  • squeals
  • really high pitched squealing too, he’s so startled, poor boy
  • starts to blush, his face looks like a tomato, holy shit
  • he’s GLOWING
  • stuttering mess “wh–what was… that for?!”
  • “what if I did that to you, huh?” and 2 seconds later realizing this conversation is only driving him deeper into awkwardness “i mean– not like that. or actually, yeah? uh– forGET ABOUT IT!!!”

Zen:

  • i think it honestly depends on where they are
  • say, if they’re in public, he’s probably gonna laugh it off and wink playfully at them
  •  “just you wait. what comes around, gets around”
  • if it happened with nobody around, at most he’d flinch slightly and look at them with a smirk that says it all
  • “gosh, you’re killing me, you know?”
  • to return the favor, he’ll go easy on them and launch at them for a tickling attack, of course with stealing kisses in between

Jaehee:

  • probably stiffens and drops everything she’s currently holding, since she feels like she was being jumpscared just now
  • “(y/n)! don’t do something like that!”
  • she’s a blushing mess too, but tries to remain cool and collected, so she clears her throat and tries giving them a somewhat strict-looking glare
  • but do not be fooled, she’s not going to miss out on the next opportunity. the second they walk past her, she’ll playfully slap their butt as well
  • and she’s probably going to suffer from a laughing fit for a solid minute afterwards

Jumin:

  • honestly so confused
  • why would you do something like that out of nowhere? what are they trying to tell him???
  • out of all the rfa members, jumin honestly is the one most likely to turn this into something less playful and definitely more steamy
  • it’s almost like he’s making it his goal to fluster them as he grabs their hand they just slapped him with and pulls them close
  • “could there possibly be anything else you want to touch? one or two things certainly do come to my mind, at least.”

707:

  • “kyaahh, my weak spot!! i didn’t take you for someone who would be into spanking, you’re so kinky!”
  • acting all twirly and giggly. really over the top, too
  • he grabs onto his face and shakes his head, as if trying to hide his blushing BUT THERE IS NONE
  • pretends to have forgotten about it and then, when they least expect it, he slaps their butt in return… while doing sound effects “wooooo…OOSSSHHH! ding ding ding! 100 points!”
  • “DEFENDER OF JUSTICE STRIKES AGAIN, EHEHEHE”

V:

  • “what the– (y/n)!” he’s trying to sound somewhat judging
  • but let’s be real here. he can’t help but chuckle
  • guiding their hands right back to his butt, maybe having them put their hands into his back pocket.
  • “i don’t mind” he shrugs smiling
  • he still looks like the purest angel though, how is this even possible?

Saeran:

  • he yelps and fuck it almost sounds like a moan
  • and then he immediately covers his mouth with his hands because he just managed to give out the secret that this is his kink
  • in deep denial though, what a tsundere.
  • “no?! i did not moan, that was… the neighbors dog or something, your imagination, whatever.”
  • and when they do it again, he moans again and that’s where he gives up and shuts up their teasing by pressing his lips to theirs.

So I went to the Bob Morley panel at Ottawa Comic Con (yes I’m still screaming internally) and based on what he said I doubt Bellarke is happening this season (meaning anything romantic being confirmed). I hope I’m wrong, but I don’t think so. Bob was saying that especially after what happened in 4x11 their relationship/partnership is gonna need a lot of work to repair. And that Bellamy, in Bob’s opinion, needs the chance to find himself and develop his own strength before he can lean on someone else in a romantic sense. Bob doesn’t think it would be healthy for Bellamy to put that on someone else and hopes that Bellamy can find his own way to deal with what he’s done and who he’s become without having to lean on Clarke or have her around to be that person. And as much as I love Bellarke, I love Bellamy more, so I completely agree. Now he did joke around saying it’s hard to answer Bellarke questions cause he doesn’t want to give away too much, and when asked who he thought Bellamy had the strongest connection with/who influenced Bellamy the most Bob said Lincoln because their shared love for Octavia, but then said - Well there’s also Clarke, but kinda left it there. So that might just be Bob’s feelings, and certainly doesn’t dispel any Bellarke stuff from happening ie. love confessions or almost kisses (cause I totally want an almost kiss before anything real cause I love that slow burn) but that’s just the vibe I got.

Other things Bob said were:
- what he’s learned from/ found most inspirational about Bellamy (my question yay) is his persistence. His ability to go on even in the face of all the horrible things that have happened to him and all that he’s done. The fact that he keeps working to do what’s best for his people and to gain back Octavia’s trust is what is inspiring about him and when he (Bob) is doing tough scenes or is really tired he thinks about the fact that Bellamy probably hasn’t slept in days and thinks in comparison to that he personally doesn’t have it so bad
- His hardest goodbye on set, which took him forever to decide on, was Devon cause apparently they lived together and hang out all the time. So he said that although they’re gonna still hang out, Devon is off doing other projects so it’s going to be sad to not have him around all the time and on set
- Bob says the person that most influences his portrayal of Bellamy is his older brother. He said his brother had always taken care of his family and continues to put his loved ones first and that kind of passion is what he takes from his brother and puts into Bellamy
- Bob also said that in general the people that inspire him most of all are his family. He said specifically his brother and his mom, but in general his family. He said he never had posters of famous sports people on his wall, but apparently growing up his dad owned a gym and they had posters of Bruce Lee and Arnold Schwarzenegger up on the wall. Professionally he looks to Scorsese, Woody Allen, and some others I didn’t write down sorry!!
- The hardest part of the job he said is that everything is so high intensity all the time and so when you’ve been on set for hours and it’s 4am and you’re exhausted its hard to remember that these are life or death decisions. He said it’s difficult to demand that level of emotion all the time and for hours on end.
- he said that he would bring back Wells just to see how different their lives would be. He said it would be interesting to see how Jaha was if his son was still alive. He also said it would be an interesting dynamic if Finn was still alive as well. To see the effect on Raven and Clarke and how that would change their journey. But he specifically said Wells, and was all dramatic saying he wouldn’t even know what the show would’ve been if Wells hadn’t died.
- Bob said that if he could play any character he would be Jaha, for a while he was choosing between Murphy or Jaha but then said Isaiah and Richard portray them so well and bring so much to their roles that their performances are what make them such compelling roles that he wishes he could explore. But mostly he wants to play Jaha to get into that mindset and figure out what motivates him to be so crazy
- some one asked what kind of father Bellamy would be and how his children’s lives would be different than his life on the ark. He laughed about Bellamy being a dad in a sort of ‘oh god no’ kind of way, but then said in a sort of, pretend their living off the land out of the bunker kinda of scenario, the next generation would have more respect for the earth since humanity is what destroyed it in the first place.
- Another question was what Bellamy wanted to be when he was 5 years old, and Bob said that because he didn’t know who his father was Bellamy would have liked to have imagined his dad was someone other people looked up to. So Bellamy would have thought that he could be a leader too, like captain of guards, or whatever he wanted to be. But as he got older that dream to be whatever he wanted was crushed by the harsh class system on the ark and he settled into the realization that he wasn’t special and that he was kind of stuck in a lower class life and that’s why he was so resentful of Clarke and Wells trying to take over on the ground
- And lastly cause I can’t remember anymore right now - He said in order to take on a new character he needs to really physically get into their head space and their physical space, so he will go around and touch the walls and makes sure he feels comfortable in that place. He said he needs to find where that character’s energy sits (which makes my actor heart glow with joy omg what an *artiste*)

Sorry this turned into a really long post, but it’s only been like 12 hours since I saw him and I’m still putting all my energy into not crying every second of the day. Also just a reminder I didn’t record this, I just jotted things down, so none of this is quoted from Bob word for word. This has all been paraphrased and interpreted by me!! I didn’t change any info, or answers, just reiterating.

Late Night Snacks and Underwear - 2

Fandom: Marvel’s Avengers

Summary:  Y/N and Peter run into each other late one night. After, she is beyond confused about how she sees Peter. And Peter? Well he was already in love with her, but it takes advice, teasing, and another surprise encounter for them to face their feelings.

Words: 900+

Pairing/Characters: PeterParkerxStark!Reader

Warning: Mentions of partial nudity. Maybe a curse?

Author’s Note: Well, Part 1 seemed to have received a good response (I was hoping you guys would like it because I love writing awkward lil’Peter). This one’s a little short, but here ya go.

Part 1

Originally posted by sexy-stan

He knew there was no way he’d be able to get to sleep after seeing you like that… But as soon as he asked you if you needed help, he regretted it. You probably thought it was weird, that he was weird for asking you that at one in the morning after you’d run into each other so awkwardly. You were just so pretty and sweet, he couldn’t help himself. In truth he was surprised he’d been able to be ‘cool’ around you up until then. He thought his awkwardness would surely scare you off. And yet, months later, he had grown so close with you, falling further and further for you.

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You Owe Me // Archie Andrews

Hi!!! I love your imagines! Can I request an Archie one where he’s trying to get over Mrs. Grundy and he does that by asking the reader to fake date him so that she (Grundy) realizes he’s moved on but then they (reader and Archie) actually fall for each other and Grundy tries to get him back but fails????? Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!

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‘Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!’ I perked my head up from my English notes, seeing my auburn haired best friend running down the hallway towards me where I was standing at my locker. I frowned at him, my eyes widened in confusion.

'Archie, stop yelling my name please. You’re drawing attention that is unwanted on my part.’ I whacked him in the chest once he reached me, closing my locker shut.

'I need to ask you a favour, only a small one I promise.’ He pleaded, following me down the hallway whilst I was reading up on Shakespeare’s famous plays.

'What is it?’ I asked absentmindedly, still staring at my notes, trying to understand his made up language.

'Please don’t overreact, but, I need you to be my girlfriend.’

'Say what now?’ I asked, raising my eyebrow, causing him to shush at me, pushing me into a vacant classroom and closing the door behind him. 'You have to be out of your mind.’ I shook my head, closing my book.

'Look - I need to get Ms. Grundy off of my back ever since the whole…’

'Teacher sleeps with student scenario?’ I cut him off, shrugging.

'Do you really have to put it like that?’ He asked.

'Yes, yes I do.’ I nodded, causing Archie to sigh. 'Continue,’ I motioned with my hand, sitting on one of the desks.

'Anyway, I need to get her off of my back and I’ve been trying to get over her. So, I need you, my best friend in the entire world, to fake date me.’ He explained.

'And why would I do that?’ I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

'Because you appreciate me and you owe me for that one time.’ He smiled cheekily as I sighed, playfully frowning at him.

Damn him and black mailing me.

'It was one time and I swore to never touch alcohol again after it. Why do you have to bring it up?’ I groaned, running my hands over my face.

'Because I’m your best friend. Now, please, just this once?’ He pleaded, standing in front of me.

I sighed. 'Alright “boyfriend”, let’s do this.’

*

'You guys are dating?!’ I shushed Veronica, glaring at the raven haired girl for almost announcing it to the whole cafeteria.

'Jesus, Ronnie. Keep your voice down. I’m only doing this for him, it’s not real.’ I sighed, eating at my cupcake.

'It soon will be.’ I frowned at her, confused at where she was going with this conversation. She rolled her eyes before continuing. 'Y/N, people who fake date end up falling for each other in the end…or have you already done that?’

I bit my bottom lip, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. 'Whatever I feel, this is me doing him a favour and only a favour.’ Betty and Ronnie stared at each other, almost with knowing looks that it was obvious that I had feelings for my best friend, I always did. But, I managed to suppress them, until now.

'Hey girlfriend,’ I looked up to see Archie smiling down at me, kissing the top of my head before taking a seat next to me. Jughead gave me a smile and sat next to Betty. 'You told these guys?’

I nodded, 'Well, they would possibly raise questions due to that romantic gesture.’ I chuckled, catching sight of Ms. Grundy walking into the cafeteria.

Archie quickly wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder, not really thinking about it. It was almost as though it was out on instinct.

I watched her walk past our table, giving us a glare as she walked past, causing Archie and I to bump fists under the table.

'She looked happy to see us.’ I snorted, trying to keep it together. Archie chuckled too, not removing his arm from me, whilst I never lifted my head from his shoulder.

I could tell you one thing though; I most certainly blushed and I wasn’t mad about it either.

*

'Oh, c'mon! This is just stupid! No way would he have made that jump!’ I exclaimed at Archie’s t.v in his bedroom, the two of us watching some action movie that Archie had picked.

'It’s because it’s Hollywood, Y/N. What do you expect?’ Archie chuckled.

'Some actual quality content.’ I answered, making Archie snort.

I chuckled, continuing to watch the movie. I was laying on Archie’s chest, feeling his gaze on me. We’d been “dating” for over a week now and in all honesty, I didn’t want it to end. I enjoyed spending time with him, doing couple things at school. The only thing we hadn’t done was kiss.

Did I want to? Of course I did. But, I was doing this as a favour, only a favour.

'Y/N?’ Archie perked up. I turned my gaze away from the t.v, seeing him looking down into my own gaze.

'Yeah, Arch?’ I asked, feeling my heart pick up of how close we were.

'You now how I only asked you to do this as you owing me?’ I nodded, letting him continue, 'Well, I’ve been thinking about it…and I-I didn’t realise it until only a few months ago - actually, a few years ago but, I don’t want to fake date, Y/N. I want to date you, for real.’

I gasped quietly, his words taking my breath away and my voice.

'I-I understand if you don’t feel the same-’

'Oh, hush up.’ I cut him off, grabbing his face, kissing him eagerly like I had been wanting to for so long. I rested my hands on his cheeks, pulling away from his lips as I rested my forehead against his.

'So…do we make this a daily thing now, or?’ I joked, causing Archie to laugh and pull me in for a hug, kissing the top of my head.

I know what cloud 9 feels like now.

*

After Betty, Kevin and Ronnie’s reactions to me actually dating Archie, I needed to walk away and get some air and look for Archie at the same time.

I was genuinely happy for once, Archie causing the grin on my face. I felt complete and important, especially that the boy I’ve liked for so long finally admitted his own feelings. It amazed me that just by the two of us fake dating made us realise our true feelings for each other, ending up together for real.

I was knocked quickly out of my thoughts with shouting coming from a classroom. I frowned, walking over to the music room to see Archie and Ms. Grundy having an argument. I walked over to it, opening the door, causing Archie and Ms. Grundy to turn their heads and look at me.

'Really, Archie? Her? I gave you everything you could’ve wanted!’ She stared at me disgusted, causing anger to bubble up inside me.

'You manipulated me into keeping a secret about Jason Blossom’s murder and used me for your own good. Y/N treats me with the love and respect that I hope I can give her.’ Archie but back, causing my heart strings to tug a little at his words, warming them.

'Think about what you’re doing Archie, I can still give you everything-’

'No,’ Archie shook his head, cutting her off. He turned his back away from her, walking over towards me. 'You can’t. We’re done. I moved on and I’m happy.’

'She’ll hurt you, Archie.’

I scoffed. 'Give it a break, honey. You’re done here.’ I spat, feeling Archie grab my hand, leading me out of the tension build room.

I sighed of relief, the two of us being the only ones in the hallway.

'Well…that was interesting.’ Archie sighed, gripping onto the strap of his backpack.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him whilst I rested my head on his chest. He sighed, hugging me back. I felt his kiss the top of my hair, his hand cupping my face to tilt it up, pecking his lips.

I hummed happily, the two of us pulling away from each other. 'I’ll never get tired of that.’ I mumbled.

'I’m glad.’ He whispered back.