this is by far my fav scene

anonymous asked:

In 4x19, when Stefan and Elena had their dancing scene and Stefan was asking her if she felt anything. Do you think she lied when she said no? cause if not that's PROOF that Stefan was the one for her.Damon never even got close to that. Plus Elena was by far the most emotionless/worst without her humanity. It was REALLY hard to make her feel anything at all. Idk if Stefan made her feel anything at all but if so than that just became one of my new fav scenes of them.

I definitely think that she felt something and I think it’s proven in the details:

Elena strokes Stefan’s thumb with her own, that indicates that she’s responding to the emotional/sensual tension of the dance. Even her expression when she says “nothing”

The first time she says “nope” there’s a hesitation there and then a “nope”, the second time, she’s leaning into the crook of Stefan’s neck and her eyes are expressive:


And what’s really telling is when she says “What heart?” she doesn’t walk away from Stefan, she actually keeps dancing with him because that’s where she wants to be.

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Happy release day everyone!!! 

Cr: Documentary Film ~ Are You Happy ~

Here it is: I LOVED that episode. It’s one of my fav so far. If there’s anyone to be mad at, it’s the marketing team, not the writers or producers.

I don’t think they disrespected Malec by not showing the sex scene. The Jace/Seelie scene was totally in character for Jace and although it could have been shorter, it shows how he copes with pain and everything he is dealing this. 

What would showing the Malec scene have added? Softness? We’ve had that. We’ve seen them growing closer. We had the gift scene. The kiss on the balcony. The Magnus/Maia scene (which is everything I needed in life) and the Alec/Izzy scene (which is also everything I needed in life). I don’t need to see more than that.

Also, if you really think about it, all the “sex” scenes (if you can call it that ‘cause, come on, this is not HBO) were random hookups (Meliorn/Izzy, Simon/Maureen, Jace/Seelie lady) that can’t even compete with the development and care we had for Malec. The sex was just that: random, casual. And the fact that they showed how Malec grew to the point of taking that next step was enough for me. I don't need to see more than that, than them actually getting there together and not casually or randomly like sex has been in the rest of the show so far.

And I loved that last Malec scene. Magnus was worried about losing Alec if they were going too fast. Alec reassured him he wouldn’t. That WAS communication and yes, it could have been longer, but it was clearly consensual to me (“not that I’m complaining”).

The only one I blame for this whole fiasco is the marking team who gives away way too much and gives us high expectations and doesn’t leave any room for surprise.

There. I said it.

Fic Recs

It occurred to me today that I should do these more often.  I love reading fic and while I remember to leave kudos and often yell in excitement at the authors, I rarely make lists like these.  So in light of the recent climate and wanting to spread some positivity for fics and writers, here is a list of some fics that I’ve read and enjoyed recently.  Maybe you’ll find some new authors to check out.  I hope that you do, and if you enjoy what you read, please consider leaving kudos and (positive) feedback.  We authors thrive on that.  Some may even say we find it inspiring :))

Has The Ocean Lost It’s Way by @fullonlarrie (Ummm Surfer Louis, need I say more?)

Louis and Liam are professional surfers who have been traveling the world together for years. Now they travel with Liam’s pro-surfer girlfriend Amelia and their baby Vivian. They’re in Manly Beach, Sydney to compete in the 2017 Australia Open of Surfing when Louis meets Harry, a freelance surf photographer working for Surfer Magazine.

Louis wonders if his nomadic lifestyle will keep him single indefinitely or if there’s someone out there who’ll fit in with his little makeshift family.

Them Butterflies by @gaycousinlarry (I haven’t gushed to you enough to express how much I loved this fic!!)

To sum it all up - Louis is beautiful. Breathtakingly so. And Harry can’t find it in himself to even question the fact that he thinks so. Louis is mesmerising, nearly magnetic with all the energy bouncing off of him. Harry doesn’t know what to make of it, but he knows he doesn’t want this night to end.

This is the extraordinarily ordinary AU where Harry falls in love for the first time and Louis learns how to fall in love all over again.

I’ll put the rest under the cut!!

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krazydolphin  asked:

I just wanted to tell you that highly respect your willingness to kill of characters. It might be painful to watch but it shows you have guts and are willing to make sacrifices to make the story better. Keep up the good work!

I appreciate your words!

But keep in mind guys, while making a story, you don’t need to kill a character to make it “better”. One of my fav anime of all time Hero Academia, has 2 season 2 far, I think I’ve passed out of excitement a couple times and it hasn’t killed any characters so far, even tho the protagonist has a sort of plot armor the tension each episode remains there.

It doesn’t matter if you kill a character, if it has plot armor, if you revive them, if you pull ex-machinas all over the place, it ALL goes in how you execute a scene. That’s the true difficulty of making a story.

I think my fav bit of It trivia about the movie is how the first day the kids acted with Bill was the Neibolt House scenes, and in the one where he attacks Eddie after coming out of the fridge Bill freaked internally because Jack (who plays Eddie) was just freaking out and crying all over and hyperventilating as they did the scene and Bill’s thinking “oh no, please tell me I’m not going too far, tell me I’m not really traumatizing him!”

And then the director yelled cut and Jack instantly calmed down and told Bill he loved what he was doing with the performance and Bill was just stunned at how professional and good the kid was at playing terrified, and even a little freaked out by it.

And then I just had this little mental image of Bill in full Pennywise makeup turning to the camera and saying the Grinch’s line. “Kids today. So desensitized by movies and television.”

anonymous asked:

starting after the 4x03 hand snuggle scene except clarke asks bellamy to stay with her? :)

Because of Bellamy.

Thanks for the prompt anon. It’s one of my fav bellarke scenes ever and adding up some only made my heart warm up for them. Also s/o to @asavelveteen for beta’ing my fic again <3 (There will be a second part soon guys! Just wait for it!)

We are still breathing.

Clarke drops her gaze from Bellamy to the list again, staring at her name adorning far bottom of it. She is on that list now, she is going to be saved, along with Bellamy. Then she feels Bellamy’s hand on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

It’s in that moment that Clarke realizes that she is not saved along with Bellamy. She is saved because of Bellamy. And with that realization, memories of the numerous times Bellamy saved her life come flooding back. He has saved her from too many times to count, from anything from traps to grounders and now he’s going to save her from the second apocalypse, too.

She lifts her hand up and give his hand a squeeze too, then tilts her head and rests her cheek on their clasped hands, showing how grateful she is to have him by her side, now more than ever.

“Get some sleep.” Bellamy whispers some moments later and Clarke lifts her head up again, letting go of his hand and looking up at him. He is staring back at her with the same sad smile he’s worn since they discovered that Jaha’s bunker wouldn’t save anyone, and that the list would have to be made after all.

Clarke gives him a nod and his hand releases her shoulder, the weight of saving the human race returning heavier than before because now, she must carry the weight of forgiving herself and keep living with the decisions she’s made.

She watches as Bellamy steps to the side and heads for the door and worry washes over her face. “You can stay.” She says quickly, making Bellamy to freeze and turn to look at her. “If you want.” She adds waveringly.

Bellamy just stare at her, studying her to find what is bothering her. “Clarke…”

“I just don’t feel like being alone tonight.” She interrupts him, eyes dropping again to the list still on the table.

Bellamy gives her a sad smile again, only this time Clarke doesn’t notice it, eyes glued to the list in front of her. With a sigh, Bellamy walks back to her and lifts the list from the desk, folding it in half and setting it down underneath. “We did the right thing, Clarke.” He whispers. “Let’s hope that we don’t have to use it after all.”

Clarke stares deep into Bellamy’s brown eyes, wondering how can he comfort her like that, how he can find the right words to take some of the weight off of her shoulder when she need him to. How he can still be so strong after everything he has been through. How he still has hope.

“Are you staying?” She asks some moments after, standing up from the chair she was sitting on. The nod she gets from Bellamy warms her heart.

“I’ll take the couch.” He prompts. “You take the bed.”

Clarke wants to protest, she doesn’t want him to have an uncomfortable sleep on the couch so she can sleep in the first place. But she knows better to fight him on that. He would prefer sleeping on the floor over making it slightly awkward for them to sleep next to each other on the bed. So she just nods her head in agreement and walks pass him, making her way to the bed in the far corner of the room.

She turns her back on him and she can hear him taking off his gun belt and jacket as she does the same. Once out of their boots too, Bellamy and Clarke sit on the couch and bed respectively and glance at each other.

“Do you want me to turn off the lights?” Bellamy offers.

“No. I- I prefer to sleep with the lights on.” She tells him, trying to hide her vulnerability.

“Okay.” Bellamy nods. “Good night then.”

“Good night, Bellamy.” And with that, the two exhausted leaders lay down. To her surprise, Clarke falls asleep almost instantly.

What is not a surprise though, is the nightmare that wakes her up a couple of hours later. The first thing she seen when she comes back from her nightmare is Bellamy’s worried face, eyes wide open and concern taking hold over every muscle on his face.

“It was just a nightmare.” He whispers, cupping her cheek and tucking some stray hair from in front of her eyes behind her ear. “It’s okay, you’re okay.” He promises, coaxing her to him and guiding her head to rest on his shoulder.

Clarke lets him calm her down, she lets him comfort her for the second time tonight and she lets herself free, too. She doesn’t really realize they’re both sitting on the bed, but her arms find their way around his torso immediately and she lets the tears out without a second thought. In her cries, she feels Bellamy’s arms holding her close to him too, stroking comforting circles on her back as he whispers, “Shhh, it’s okay. You’re okay.”

She doesn’t really know how long Bellamy has been holding her and letting her cry on his shoulder, or how long he has been whispering comforting words to her before she pulls back from him. She can’t bring herself to look him in the eyes as she wipes the last tears from her own and lets go of his shirt.

“You okay now?” He whispers, hands falling on bed between them.

Clarke only nods, eyes glued on the floor. “Yeah. Thank you and…” She pauses. “I’m sorry about this.”

“Clarke.” Bellamy says and with one hand, he hooks a finger under Clarke’s chin and nudges her to look at him. “There is nothing to apologize for. We all have our moments and we all need someone when we do.”

“I know. I just- You’re probably tired from working all day and I kept you up, and…” She decides to stop talking before she says something she’ll regret later.  

“It’s okay. Really.” Bellamy insists. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Clarke stares at him surprised. Does she want that? She isn’t sure at first, but she quickly thinks it over and decides against it. “No, it’s okay. As you said, it was just a nightmare.”

“Okay.” Bellamy says lowly, not wanting to push her on the subject.

They sit in silence for a couple of minutes, Clarke’s heavy breathing finally ebbing. Neither of them want to break the silence. It’s a silence they both feel comfortable in and maybe just a little bit safe, too. It’s Bellamy who finally breaks it though.

“I guess we should go back to sleep then.” He proposes, slowly pushing himself off the bed.

“No.” Clarke protests instantly, reaching to grab his wrist. “I mean… Can you stay here, please? I don’t want to fall sleep alone again.”

Bellamy stares down at her, blue eyes pleading him. With a nod and a small smile, Bellamy climbs onto the bed and pulls Clarke to lay down with him. A moment later, Clarke has her back pressed into Bellamy’s chest and his hand around her torso, holding her close to him as his hot breath hits the back of her neck.

“Get some rest, princess. I won’t let anything near you again.” He promises, knowing that Clarke is already sleeping and she won’t hear him. Sleep comes easier for him too that night.