this is heartbreaking but i really like this scene t t

Ciel’s “.......”

Ch 62:

Madam Red: Ciel!! […] I’m so happy…! You, at least, are safe.

Our Ciel: ……

Ch58:

Lizzy: I can’t believe my eyes!! It really is you, isn’t it, Ciel!?

Our Ciel: ……

It’s really heartbreaking to imagine how our Ciel must have felt when everyone was like “CIEL!! I’m glad you’re alive!” when he came back. Sure, it was his idea, his own decision to pretend to be “Ciel” and to deceive everyone, but I think the ellipses in these two scenes might be a sign of his hesitation and also feelings of guilt about lying. Especially in Lizzy’s case, our Ciel purposely avoided answering her crucial question “Are you really Ciel!?”.

We don’t know yet why our Ciel decided to take on his brother’s name, but whatever the reason, the fact that a 10-year-old boy, who literally went through hell for one month and lost his parents and his brother at once, couldn’t just say “No, I’m not Ciel, I’m [our Cie’s true name]” but had to lie to the bereaved is so sad.


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bluevii said: maybe it’s also him wondering if they would be *this* happy to see him if he didn’t pretend he was Ciel, Lizzy was Ciel fiancé and Madam Red favoured Ciel right?

carly’s pynch fic rec

basically, i’ve read a lot of fic, some of which i haven’t seen on rec lists on tumblr anywhere and i just thought that had to be remedied so: here we go. ten fics sorted by word count. most of them are multichapter, and rated M or E.

★★★★★144k+ words, rated M, completed

light with a sharpened edge by poetic_leopard aka @winterblues

Adam Parrish works as a sober companion, but he has no idea of the storm that’s soon to hit him when Ronan Lynch turns out to be his newest client. (Or the one where Adam Parrish and Ronan Lynch are trapped underneath the same roof for six weeks.)*Ronan, to his surprise, opened his eyes. For a breathless moment, Adam was transfixed in them. They were the color of the ocean on the most azure of nights, lightning right before it struck the ground, damp hydrangeas on a fog-swept morning. Those eyes gave him chills.

this fic!! solidly one of my favorite fics! (although, i’m only recommending my favorites) ronan is a little more of an asshole than usual, but, it’s an AU so.. it works. the writing in this is lovely and poetic and leaves you hanging off of every word. 

[more recs under the cut]

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Sheith Fic Rec

I figured that I wanted to contribute to the fandom in some way and I read a lot of fics, so why not make a rec list? I included the summary for each fic, plus some commentary from me in italics. I hope the authors don’t mind that I linked them, at least the ones I know of. Thank you so much for contributing to this wonderful ship, it wouldn’t be as great as it is now without you. Feel free to talk to me about sheith anytime, I’d love to make more friends.

One-Shots (Canon-verse)

the whole town’s sleeping by astrainclinant (T) 18k 

Of inevitability and stars.

Alternatively, how Keith and Shiro come together.

Basically what I’d consider a classic Sheith fic, and a must read for any Sheith fan. I will never have the words to describe how I feel when I read this.


the fear of falling by amillionsmiles/ @amillionsmiles (G) 4k

Keith can pull off a downward spiral. It’s the kind of maneuver he does in his sleep.

Keith character study, with implied Sheith. Different attempt at Keith’s backstory.


 ‘til you set fire to my atmosphere by amillionsmiles/ @amillionsmiles (T) 2k 

And it’s like the first punch Keith ever landed on him: quick and glancing, right at the ribs, out of left field and yet simultaneously a long time coming.

Pining Shiro, because Pining Shiro is everything.


the body remembers (what the mind forgets) by ShirosRedKnight (SweetFanfics)/ @shirosredknight (E) 10k

Shiro’s fingers slide up to touch his skin, warm points of contact that make Keith shiver. “It’s just a year,“ Shiro reassures him quietly, "I’ll be back before you know it. It’ll be like the time you were studying to come here.”

His lips twitch up, trying to be supportive but it’s hard. Keith knows its the right thing to do, to be happy for Shiro. But it’s hard when he’s imagining a space without Shiro in it. Loneliness is already creeping up his torso, curling around his heart and lungs and choking the happy pride he feels for Shiro.

He already misses Shiro so terribly.

tldr: Keith and Shiro were together pre-canon but then Shiro went on his mission and came back with no memories of his time with Keith. How does one even begin to deal with the love of your life forgetting you?

That Shiro forgetting Keith and their relationship AU we all need. The feelings in this were A+.

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anonymous asked:

Because I'm a horrible person who lives off of angst I started thinking about something similar to Emperor Stark in AA, and Steve's going to fight Tony and not everyone's sure he can do it, and Nat brings up "you know, that's exactly what Tony said abt Arsenal, and we ALL know how that turned out, and you didn't really look ready to fight him last time this happened" then Steve and Tony fight and it's SAD and people almost die on both sides. So, yeah, I'll just leave this here.

nonny……………why do you like Pain™

but wait holy shit this actually reminds me of the (arguably) most heartbreaking scene of the AA season 3 finale:

Steve is the ONLY one who doesn’t raise his weapon to fight. What does he do instead? He shields his face. He chooses to defend rather than attack. He can’t bring himself to. How could he, when the choice involves sacrificing the man he loves?

Did you see Rogue One? (Spoilers)

In addition to important conversations about representation, something that’s stayed with me about Rogue One is that last scene. You know the one: Darth Vader just kind of walking down a hallway.

The entire story up to that point was one movie and it ended with a beautiful and heartbreaking scene on a beach. Then, the second movie began. We didn’t really need to see this addition to the story — we could have easily guessed what happened next — but Disney / Lucasfilm gave it to us anyway and I am so glad they did.

I mean, you kind of knew how that bit was going to end, one way or the other, and yet it was still so enjoyable and, I think, legitimately scary. Why?

It’s a short horror film.

I think a lot about how many of the best movies are camouflaged genre films and I’m sure I’ve written some way-too-long posts on Facebook about it more than once, but let me start with a different point about that.

Jurassic ParkTerminator (and to be fair, T2 as well). Both great movies. Something that always strikes me about the recent sequels / soft reboots / whatever… is that they forget the originals were at their heart, horror films — or at least relied heavily on horror tropes — borrowing stylistically and thematically.

I mean, okay, I’m no horror or genre movie expert, but if I remember correctly, as a kid, Terminator was always in the “horror” section of the video store.

Point is, Jurassic Park even has campy jump-scares.

And even though the T-Rex runs after the heroes, the protagonists are in a Jeep — so the speed is relative… and it’s effectively a nightmare hallway scene, where they can’t quite seem to get away as the killer slowly gains on them (more on that concept later). They don’t shy away from it at all.

Jurassic WorldTerminator Genisys? They’re action movies. They traded in these kind of beautiful tension-building scenes borrowed from genre movies for robot explosions and a T-Rex fighting a genetically engineered super raptor. They abandoned telling the story well — in other words, matching how the story is told (form) to what the story is about (function) in favor of trying to make “a wild ride” or whatever.

Back to Rogue One. That last scene is one of the only times I’ve ever found Darth Vader legitimately scary on screen (O.K. maybe the ending of Empire — but not like this). I was so impressed with this scene. It could have easily gone the way of the prequels — Vader boomeranging his lightsaber all over the place, force-leaping half a mile, performing needless pirouettes, but instead, he just walks forward.

Which — kind of unrelated — is tonally similar to what I loved about the 2003 Clone Wars animated series. General Grievous, ironically unlike the weird coughing cartoon character we got in the movie, was a badass killer. He was legitimately scary. And the way they put together the scenes that centered him as a villain really emphasized that. They borrowed tropes and stylistic elements from horror.

Vader doesn’t move fast because he doesn’t need to (of course, canonically he can’t really). He just plods forward, methodically killing everyone in his path. Tell me you don’t see the T-800 in that. Or Jason. Or Michael Myers. I love it.

The scene is a perfect, self-contained piece of art. The protagonist has a clearly defined goal with an item (a classic McGuffin) tied to that goal. That one rebel needs to get the disc down the hallway and through the door, to safety.

Here’s what makes it a short horror film:

The door gets stuck. The lights go out. Smoke and mist rises. The antagonist — a killer villain — appears with a goal in antithesis to the protagonist’s. Between the two, there’s a group of protectors. They fight, the protagonist and his allies try everything they can to stop or escape the villain and achieve their goal until, as we build to the climax, a dramatic question becomes clear. Will the protagonist sacrifice his life to achieve his goal, or will he succumb to fear allowing the villain to prevail? He pushes the disc through the crack in the door, he tells his last ally to run — to carry on without him — and he sacrifices himself for the greater good.

Again, this scene has a really simple yet elegant structure, executed flawlessly. Protagonist wants to deliver the disc to safety: Thesis. Antagonist wants to prevent the delivery of the disc: Antithesis. Despite complications, obstacles, and ultimate sacrifice, the disc is moved to safety: Synthesis.

The protagonist achieves his goal, though not how he wanted to. Strengthening that journey, he had to sacrifice what he wanted (personal survival) to achieve what was needed (survival of the disc and therefore, the group).

We knew that would be the conclusion all along because we’ve seen A New Hope, but I think it’s still compelling because it’s so perfectly structured and so well executed — the form of the scene perfectly matching the function.

Even better, this scene is thematically a microcosm of the entire story that just came before it.

Using horror tropes and borrowing from that genre works so perfectly in this scene because that’s exactly what it is. It’s a survival horror. The protagonist in this scene is stuck in a confined space, trying to escape while being hunted by a supernatural predator. What about that doesn’t lend itself to horror?

More major releases should embrace this philosophy. Hollywood needs to respect the intelligence of audiences a little more and stop jamming stories into whatever genre they’re determined to make. Instead, let the story guide stylistic choices. They shouldn’t be at odds; they should reinforce each other. That’s when a movie becomes art.

Let’s circle back to that idea about the slowly advancing killer. This may deserve it’s own article, but personally, I can’t separate these ideas.

The more I thought about this scene, the more I also got to thinking about Vader in this scene and why that slow, plodding advance is such a scary thing as well as why it ends up in so many horror movies. I mean, aside from how common it is in the history of genre movies, one of the most acclaimed indie movies of the last few years is a horror called It Follows where the whole premise and plot boils down to that one thing: a slow but endlessly advancing death.

I remembered something I read online a while back about human beings (originally mentioned in the context of how human beings usually portray ourselves in Sci-fi). Here are some screenshots of those posts…

(If you wrote any of this and would like credit, let me know. I haven’t been able to find primary sources.)

Whoever thought up that last scene must have known about these ideas. And much like the scene itself is a microcosm of the movie, the choices made in regard to how Vader attacks his enemies are a microcosm of what makes the scene beautiful. The writers didn’t make the flashy choice, or the bigger, badder, more epic choice. They made the right artistic choice. They made the human choice.

So, in addition to everything else, why is that short film so good and so scary? I think it’s because this method of hunting is distinctly human. For all his force powers, the scariest thing about Darth Vader in that scene is that he just. Keeps. Coming.

Being Bruce Wayne’s Childhood Friend Turned Girlfriend Would Include...

Being Bruce Wayne’s Childhood Friend Turned Girlfriend would include…

Warnings: swearing. Im sorry im like this.

 

- Both of you meeting at a banquet when you were just five

- You played tag

- “YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME WAYNE!!!” “WATCH ME (L/N)!!”

- You got caught

   - A lot

- “I told you I was better!” *you blow raspberry*

- “Mom! Look! I have a new friend!! His name is Bruce!” “Hello Madam! I’m Bruce!”

   - T h e y  lo v e  h i m

      - Who doesn’t??¿¿

- “Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuucey!” “What’s wrong?!” “Can I have some water please?”

“Mommy, can (y/n) sleep over?” “Of course!

- His parents a d o r e you

- They always invite you over

- You accompany him on his yearly hikes with his dad

- You always play around the manor with him and Alfred

  - Usually tag and hide and seek

- “BRUCE WHY DID YOU BREAK THAT VASE??¿¿” “IT WASN’T ME IT WAS (Y/N)!”

T~I~M~E S~K~I~P 5 YEARS

- He asked you out on your first ‘date’ on his tenth birthday ball

- It was on the hike; that year you both went alone

- He said “Look! (F/C) rocks!”

  - O B V I O U S L Y you followed them

- It lead to a bouquet of corndogs

  - Because you don’t care for flowers and UHM F O O D

- The card is a big cake with (F/C) frosting forming “Will you be my date to the ball?”

   - O f  c o u r s e

- You didn’t really think of it as a date; you were just ten at the time and you didn’t care about boys that way

- At the ball, you had a simple white dress and he was wearing an adorable suit and tie.

- You stayed at the snack bar and played with him; because EWWWW DANCING WITH A BOY

   - c o o t i e s

- Then your parents forced you

- “BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW TO DANCE”

   - “Ow that’s my foot!”

   - “Dude my knee!”

   - “F U N N Y B O N E”

- You just swayed around when the slow song came on

- Then you saw him smile as he placed his hand on your waist and felt a SBDOSBFJSHSOFBFUXNSL right in your heart and you fucking knew you loved this boy

- You were just ten but you knew for a fact that you were gonna marry this boy

   - “I dare you to tell me I won’t marry him, (o/b/f/n). I fucking dare you.”

- So, at the end of the day, when you went back home

- You fucking kissed his cheek before running away

- You didn’t see him hold a hand to his cheek and blush madly

- And you didn’t know that he felt the same thing as you had earlier

T~I~M~E~S~K~I~P 3 YEARS

- WHEN HIS PARENTS DIED HE CRIED HIS HEART OUT ON YOUR SHOULDER THAT NIGHT

- You arrived at the crime scene not giving a flying fuck when the cops said you couldn’t trespass

- “(y/n)… They’re gone… I’ll never get to tell them I love them anymore…” “Bruce, I’m here for you… Always.”

- Ofc you cried With him; They were like your second parents

- Alfred often called you over during the time he wanted to test himself

  • “BRUCE!” “It’s okay, it’s just a little burn.” “YOUR WHOLE HAND IS RED”
  • “Eat.” “I’m not hungry.” “Eat, or I swear I’m gonna shove this down your throat.”

One day, you were invited over.

  • “Is it a special occasion?” “No, I just want you to see something…”

- It was getting to watch his Training with Alfred.

- G o d d a m n  

- H e  l o o k e d  s o  g o o d

- He was so concentrated

- And that’s when you discovered something new

  - “BOYS CAN BE HOT WTF”

T H E N

- You saw some girl appear next to you

- She was so quiet you got fucking scared

- “Hey.” “H-hey… I like your hair, it looks fucking awesome.” “Thanks, I’m Selina, but my friends call me Cat.”

- “Hi (y/n)! You’ve met Cat, I see? :)” “Yes I have; w-why is she here??”

   - ((B e i n g  l o w k e y  j e a l o u s))

- “She saw who killed my parents.”

- You being like I JUST FUCKING MET THIS GIRL AND SHE ALREADY STOLE HIM

- Trying to hide it but she knows what’s up

- She’s so fucking disrespectful to Alfred you have to restrain yourself from attacking her

- When she left you turned to Bruce

- “Who the f-” “Ahem, Miss. (l/n).” “Sorry, Alfred. Who the fricketty-frack?!”

- “I told you!” “WHY IS SHE HERE?!” “She needs to get accommodated and acquainted with me if she’s going to testify.”

- “Ah. I c.” “Why are you so con-” “nO rEaSoN.”

T H E N

- You had come over to his house to speak with him about your feelings for him and what do you walk in on?

- Cat kissing him.

- A n d  h i m  k i s s i n g  b a c k

   - You hid ofc.

- “Do you fucking think im ever going to let him look at me again?¿?¿”

- You were running away as you bumped into Alfred and he asked if you were okay.

   - Your eyes started welling up with tears as you said “Absolutely.”

- You didn’t want to see him anymore. It hurt a lot to see him love someone else.

- You were thirteen, and had experienced heartbreak. It’s not like you enjoyed it. It felt terrible; you wanted to die. You felt unloved and useless to anyone.

- One day your phone rang

   - “Ms. (l/n), Master Bruce would very much appreciate If you came by for a short visit-”

   - “No.”

L I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I E S

- You came over. You were gonna tell him.

   - Screw the consequences.

- You walked in on the same fucking girl.

- But Bruce was crying.

- “I didn’t see who killed your parents. I lied.”

- “BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO”

- You punched her in the face and she scratched your cheek.

- She left with a bloody nose :)

- “AND IF I SEE YOU NEAR HIM AGAIN ITS TO APOLOGIZE YOU FUCKING CUNT.”

  • You turned back to him and he was still teary eyed
  • You hugged him so hard he had to say “I-I can’t breathe…”
  • When you pulled back you looked at him
  • The young boy you had always known to be a little happy joker ((hehe)) was turning into a man, bent on justice.
  • And you still loved him.
  • So you kissed him.
  • He was taken aback, but kissed back
  • He placed his hands on your waist and yours on his shoulders
  • You kissed for like five minutes but it wasn’t enough
  • Alfred was the one who ruined it
  • “Master Bruce- oh my…” “Alfred I can explai-” “FINALLY!”
  • “I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS BLOODY DAY SINCE HIS TENTH BIRTHDAY.” He chants as he stomps around the mansion
  • “So… How long have you liked me Bruce…?”
  • “Since my tenth birthday ball… What about you?”
  • “The same thing…”
  • That one question burning your insides. So you let it out
  • “Why did you kiss Selina?”
  • “I didn't… She kissed me…”
  • Tears forming and him wiping them away when they fall
  • “I only love you, (y/n)…”


((bts thats not my gif :)))

Update: Sherlolly: A Male Newbie’s Perspective.

So…the long awaited Sherlolly: A Male Newbie’s Perspective, is on it’s way. Promise!! I had no idea my son and his friend’s comments would be received with so much interest. Live and learn, right? Truth be told, their response to His Last Vow wasn’t nearly as interesting as their previous thoughts. In my humble opinion. They watched with rapt attention, and offered - quite vocally - their thoughts on the overall episode, which was far more serious than TEH and TSoT. I’ll finish it up over the weekend.

In the meantime, for those who asked, and because it’s still fresh in my mind – here’s a few conversations that took place amongst my daughter and sister, after The Final Problem. Parts of the conversations are slightly paraphrased, although I did have a chat record with @swjmart about those conversations immediately afterward, while they were fresh in my memory.

I feel a bit silly posting this, but given all the crap Sherlollians have put up with over the years, I wanna add to this ship and see it turn into an Arc. Just sayin’.

I’ll start with my sister, who is the quintessential casual viewer. She didn’t start watching Sherlock until this past autumn, when she binged on Netflix. Lucky girl – she did not put herself through an agonizing three year hiatus. Whether she realizes it or not – she digs Sherlolly! Yay!


It all started with a late morning phone call….


Sister (which will be referred to by ’S’): So, did you watch Sherlock?

Me: Surely you jest.

S: Just thought I’d ask. Did you like it?

Me: Of course. You?

S – Oh gosh yes! T (her hubby), sat on the edge of his seat the whole time, even covered his face in a few places.

Me: God, he’s such a pussy.

S: What?

Me: Never-mind. So, what’d ya think.

S: It was excellent – I loved the whole season, but wish there was more than three episodes.

Me: Welcome to fandom.

S: Pardon?

Me: Nothing. Continue.

S: Can you even imagine having a sister that brilliant and insane? That was so heartbreaking. Really, T almost cried.

Me:  I know, completely mind-blowing, although there were clues in previous episodes that some shit went down. (silently begging her to get to the good part about Molly and Sherlock saying I love you, but not wanting to be overly obvious.)

S: I wish you’d stop swearing. (sister does not swear ~le sigh~)

Me: Do you know that recent studies showed people who swear —

S: Whatever, P. Those clues never indicated a child was murdered.

Me: I know, but even though it was ‘technically’ murder, I don’t think that was the intention of five year old Eurus. She wanted her brother to play.

Me: Hmmm. Weren’t you even a bit disappointed that nothing was said or shown about Victor Trevor’s family, or any investigation? (I’m not being serious, of course, just baiting for opinion)

S: No, it’s not that kind of show. It’s not CSI Sherlock.

(now I get to go in for what I really want to know!)

Me: But there were so many things left unresolved!

S: Like what?

Me: What do you mean 'like what?’ I thought you said you watched.

S: T and I thought the season finale was great – there was nothing left unresolved. I don’t know if they’re going to make another season, because all the actors are so in demand, but if not – I don’t know how it could have ended more perfectly. The only thing I’m really sad about is Mary dying. She was such an interesting character and I liked her a lot.

Me: You didn’t get put off that she shot Sherlock? At one point I found it very hard to believe how easily she was forgiven.

S: Of course shooting the protagonist was dramatic, but he didn’t mind, why should you?

Me: What?

S: You do know these are fictional characters, right?

Me: Don’t be ridiculous.

S: These characters are very dark and most of the time suicidal. Sherlock was on drugs probably all of season three and most of season 4, so of course he didn’t have a problem forgiving Mary. He probably admired her for it. They’re fun to watch, but you can’t think of them as normal – they’re not. Except for Molly. She is the only relatable character. I think she’s T’s favorite part of the show. It’s just too bad they didn’t give her more.

Me: Agree. But…but what about the Molly / Sherlock phone call dealio? I mean, what happened there? The only thing we got after that was a 2 second montage of Molly walking into Baker St.

S: So?

Me: So?! What happened? One minute she’s crying, Sherlock’s smashing a coffin and then she’s all smiles. WTF?

S: They’re not going to show that. I thought you preferred British television over American? British television is always more subtle.

Me: I know, but still – they could have given something more than a stupid montage.

S: They got married. That wasn’t hard to figure out.

Me: What? LOL!

S: Molly has always loved him, anyone who watched the show could see that. Sherlock is probably the most emotionally constipated fictional character ever written - Spock doesn’t count because he’s Vulcan - and he finally realized he loves her too. Probably always has. They’ve been building this up from the beginning. Didn’t you ever pay attention to all the stuff he pulled? Sabotaging her date before he knew that guy was his enemy? He told her to give up on relationships. It’s not like he was joking, although it was funny. He’s literal about that stuff. He didn’t want her to date because he couldn’t cope, it was about him, not her. T really loved that part – wished he would have thought about it when he was trying to date me. Then there’s Sherlock’s temper tantrums, and getting her to do things he could do himself. It’s typical stuff men do when they’re jealous or stupid. They think they’re being smart, like no one can see through all their crap.

Me: Looking at it that way, he probably broke up her engagement, too.

S: Oh, you know he did. T called it right away. What episode was that, where he told her how important she was and basically had eye sex with her. If it had been any other woman they probably would have burst out laughing. What a guy move.

Me: Ummm, the one where he came back, that one? And, btw, I wouldn’t have laughed if Benedict Cumberbatch was staring into my eyes.

(okay, this is literally the most surreal convo I’ve ever had with my sister. I had. no. idea. she even thought about stuff like this.)

S: Well, he’s not Benedict Cumberbatch, he’s Sherlock, lol! Not real life, remember? And, yes, that’s the episode. After that scene T said, 'her engagement just ended.’ Thought it was a smooth move. I’m telling you, this is typical guy stuff.

Me: He probably caused her to doubt herself.

S: It doesn’t matter, it wouldn’t have lasted anyway. It was over when Sherlock came back.

Me: So, why do you think they got married?

S: How old is Sherlock and these guys? Mid to late 30’s? What do you think he’s going to do? Start dating? He’s not going to do that. He can barely cope with what he does feel and Molly is patient and independent enough to be his partner and she’s not needy. Which is good because he is.

Me: So you didn’t see her as weak with unrequited love?

S: Where would you get that idea? Who cares if she’s loved him the whole time. It’s not like she sat around waiting for him to do something about it. She has life and must have felt he cared too, otherwise she wouldn’t have stuck around. She’s not one of our girlfriends who has no self-will or independent thought, and lives in a constant state of angst because her boyfriend or husband is horrible and we have to constantly tell her to leave. It’s not real life. Besides, Molly is sane and helps him connect to people and the world, like John does. Speaking of which, wasn’t it the episode before this one where John gave Sherlock that big speech about how a relationship would make him complete?

Me: Yep, he did. But, he was talking about Irene Adler.

S: Oh, she doesn’t matter.

Me: No?

S: He doesn’t love her. She’s every guy’s fantasy, it’s not real. T still believes Drew Barrymore will adore him if they ever met. Keep dreaming, big guy. Anyway, the writer’s set up some big dramatic relationship thing with John’s speech. So, you knew something was going to happen between Sherlock and Molly.

Me: It’s called foreshadowing.

S: Sherlock is completely ignorant about how to do relationships and love. He trusts Molly with his feelings and heart – she kept his secret for two years about being dead - and now that he knows how much he loves her, why would he let her go? He wouldn’t do that. The only way to keep her around is to marry her. At least that’s what I think. Or, maybe they live together forever…although if I were Molly he’d have to come to my place because it’s so much nicer and she can make him leave when he’s annoying or too clingy. Besides, his place is too dangerous and it’s more like an office than a home.

Me: I just read an interview this morning from Steven Moffat, the show’s creator and writer, who said that Molly was wounded by what happened, but Sherlock was devastated. He went on to say Sherlock apologized, Molly called him a 'bastard’ and they got over it. Then he added that Molly probably had a drink and shagged someone. What the hell, right?

S: That doesn’t sound like the character I saw, but then you probably shouldn’t take stuff like this so literally. I’m sure Sherlock apologized and you could see he was devastated. She almost died – I mean, I was holding my breath and wondering if they were going to kill her. Honestly, that was the most heart-pounding part of the whole episode. Of course he was devastated, but Molly was really hurt. She thought he was making fun of her and they both thought that whatever they did have together was over at the end of that scene. Maybe what the writer is saying is that they had sex together? That would make more sense after something this horrific. Wouldn’t you? I know it’s not real life, but if you were Sherlock and realized you loved someone and that person almost died, those emotions are powerful, overwhelming and mess with your mind. They probably had sex first and then he told her what happened. You know, like couples have sex after they argue.

Me: I didn’t realize you were such a romantic.

S: The whole show is a romance, with some mysteries thrown in. It’s not Hollywood, it’s very subtle. I thought you minored in English composition and literature? You should know this stuff.

Me: I do, but just thought I’d get your take. Hey, let me ask you one more thing…there’s this idea that John moved back into Baker St.

S: Why would he do that?

Me: Probably because he did that in the books, only it was very different because they (S / J) were much older and Mary had already been dead for a long time. Of course John didn’t have a kid in the books, at least not that anyone knew of. Although, I think there’s some pastiches that suggest, or give him, a child.

S: I can’t think why that character would do something so dumb and irresponsible. He’s smarter than that. Baker St isn’t safe for a baby and why would he or Sherlock want a baby around all the time?  It’s Sherlock’s office with a bedroom. His kitchen is contaminated and he keeps body parts around. They meet clients and really dangerous people come there. Plus, John has his own house. If he did anything, maybe he should experience what single mother’s go through and have to take care of his child after working all day and saying 'no’ to things because he has to put his child first. I understand people helping out right after Mary died. Mom had all kinds of help after our dad died, remember? But, this isn’t RL and he and Sherlock have their 'the game is on’ thing, so the baby is going to be sent to be with others.

*** Pretty much the end of of our convo, unless someone wants to hear about how we planned an outing at Sephora and met for lunch…. Probably not, right?


Phone call from daughter, who is known as 'K’ – another casual viewer.


K: So, did you watch?

Me: Of course. Watching it again, to be honest. What did you think? Just give me the Molly / Sherlock low down.

K: Wow, he really lost his shit, didn’t he?

Me: Yup.

K: I honestly thought they were going to kill Molly.

Me: I was a bit worried too. So, what do you think ended up happening between them? We were only given a few seconds.

K: They got married or living together.

Me: Have you been talking with your aunt?

K: No, why?

Me: Because she said the same thing.

K: It’s the only thing that makes sense.

Me: Why do people keep saying that?

K: What else is Sherlock gonna to do? He could barely do stuff without her before he knew he loved her, and now that he knows, it’s not like he’d let her disappear.

Me: Wow, I guess something’s just aren’t that obvious to me. (just kidding, of course)

K: Yeah, well, you don’t watch much television, so maybe you don’t notice stuff.

Me: You don’t think they’d date for a while, that sort of thing?

K: Why? Like Mike (her boyfriend) said – Sherlock just got played by two women.

Me: I don’t understand.

K: The evil sister set up the test for Sherlock to get Molly to say I Love You, right?

Me: Yeah.

K: But, that’s not what it was about. Molly wouldn’t say it until he said it first, because she thought he was playing a game and making fun of her. But, his sister had been watching Molly and maybe watching Sherlock too and knew Molly loved him but would never say 'I love you’ unless Sherlock said it first. But, Sherlock is thinking he just has to get Molly to say it, when the real game was about getting him to say it. But, he’s not going to say it, he won’t even consider it, because he’s an emotional dwarf. So, the only way to get him to say it was knowing Molly wouldn’t, thereby applying the appropriate pressure needed for him to grow the fuck up and get some balls. Well, that’s what Mike said, but I agree. Molly didn’t know she was being played, but his theory still works.

Me: So, his sister played Dolly Levi.

K: No, she’s just bat-shit, fucking crazy and didn’t care. She wanted the thrill of the ride. She doesn’t understand emotional attachment

Me: But, why married?

K: Maybe not married, but they’re definitely living together in a committed relationship for life. Sherlock isn’t capable of anything less. I mean, he could be, he is smart, but I doubt it. God, mom, he railroads her all the time. He would literally implode if she went off and found someone else. I mean, think about the few genius people you know. They have no idea how to do shit and need normal people to help them.

Me: I don’t think he’s that bad off.

K: Maybe not, but he was shooting up all last season because he couldn’t cope with the changes with his friends. John got married, Molly was engaged. He was able to be part of John’s life, but not Molly’s. And he spent most of this season high as a kite. He almost overdosed on the jet when they shipped him off for killing that guy.

Me: Part of that was because Mary asked him to save John.

K: Yeah, but not the jet part. He doesn’t cope with loss and there were other ways to help John. He was dying, mom – headed toward renal failure. Maybe now that he has those memories about his sister, he’ll be able to do better and won’t have the need to self-anesthesize. Plus, he finally understands he loves Molly, like really loves her and being with her helps him stay grounded – she keeps him centered. It takes a village to raise Sherlock.

Me: True dat. So the coffin part was pretty intense.

K: It was. But, he was scared, emotionally vulnerable and couldn’t manage what he was feeling. He had to vent and the coffin was handy. I also think he realized how much he’s hurt Molly. Not just the phone call, but all the other stuff he’s done. She couldn’t trust him and almost died because of it. He got to see what he caused, the consequences of his bullshit. He didn’t know that. He never connected the emotional dots about why she couldn’t say 'I love you’. So, yes, I think he married her and probably will never, ever do another thing to cause her any doubt. His life is too dangerous to put his bullshit on her, leaving her not knowing when he’s being a douche and doing his fakey mcfakerson shit, or being serious. And, why wouldn’t Molly want marriage or a committed life with him? She’s been on the ride since the beginning and it’s better for both of them to be on the same page. They’re both kinda lost without the other.

Me: Right on. So, the I love you was real?

K: Later, mom.

*click*


So, there ya have it. Two perspectives from non-fandom people. I love Sherlollians, even the ones who don’t know they’re one. : )

How mocking new artists does not help them improve

i´m trying not to get obsessed by this shitshow but i cant help but think how people who think like plebcomics when it comes to mocking others drawings are actually harming art itself.

Like they go on to mock others under the label of constructive criticism, but these are too different things, you can give people advice and not be a dick about it.

when you mock someone who is just starting out, and yes this also includes beginners that are adults they actually feel discouraged in putting their stuff out there, they post their stuff online and then instead of ok your art needs improving heres how, they get your art sucks!!!! And i have seen this happen, that artist well stops posting their art , maybe they stop all together because they feel they aren´t good enough or maybe they do but do it in private.

And the damage is, that if they dont put their art because they dont feel confident out they wont get the constructive criticism they need to improve their own style, so it becomes a vicious cycle.

And i know what some are gonna say that they had their art mocked once but they learn to bear it, move on and improve and that people should stop being so sensitive and if you can´t handle “criticism”(if you can even call that) then they shouldn’t have posted online in the first place.

But here is the thing everyone deals with things different, a person who gets devastated by the insults of others is no less valid, saying those things won´t help them get better, .

Another thing that i have pointed out this stuff has also start to affect the confidence and behavior of even more experience if not talented artists as well, to me there is nothing more heartbreaking that seeing someone sheepishly posts their art that i actually think its good with the caption this is one my characters that sorry if it sucks haha. And just what say to those artist no you are being hard on yourself, you have actual talent, this is really lovely.

maybe at one point someone gave them shit for it, and they just putting a face of being humble and self-hating in other to appease some of the smug trolls. i keep thinking who hurt you for you to think this way.

and i have also been guilty of doing this myself, i once posted a few drabbles of story dialog with the disclaimer i dont know if this is any good because i have seen how nasty people on the internet can be, i wonder if its even worth posting anything if it means sacrificing my emotional well being. I have to slap myself and say that im just starting not everyone is prefect.

And for all their talk of we are just mocking shitty art trends which might even be subject for what is good or not (again not just talking about plebcomics and others as well) they are preventing new talent from showing in the art scene, those people are the true obstacle of self-improvement. Artists who could have gotten better even continue practicing their craft some well into adulthood had they still felt confident.

Trolls who mock first time artists who haven hurt anybody are the destroyers of artistic potential since they put down the joy of creating art, they are just as bad as those Su fans who almost drove a fanartist to suicide by harrasing them.

anonymous asked:

Pardon me, Mod H, can you be inclined to share your thoughts on the Cursed Child? All your thoughts? In a detailed, well written essay? Or just a large collection of shitposts?

M8 I’ve already done the series of shitposts. You’re getting a rambly bullet point list, and you’re gonna like it!

Ok so this is going under a cut for those who don’t want spoilers (basically under the cut will spoil nothing that you can’t read in the script book and my opinions, then there will be an extra bit at the end for stuff I genuinely was surprised by under an extra spoiler warning.)

Tl;dr, I really liked it, and though there’s still huge issues with the script imo it was a very well-done show, the performances were excellent and it looked amazing. It’s a great experience and if you get the chance to see it, don’t pass it up.

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A List of Quotes About the Doctor and Rose

“From the moment they meet, the Doctor and Rose are soul mates. They understand and complement each other.”
– 
Russell T Davies

“To all intents and purposes, it’s a love story, really, the Doctor and Rose. Rose is clearly in love with the Doctor. And as time goes on we realize that he’s rather fallen for her.”
– David Tennant

“She’s the one woman, the one human, that can make him better – that can make him a bigger character, a better man.”
Julie Gardner

“It’s a love story. It’s like love at first sight, in a way.”
– Christopher Eccleston

“What Rose brings to the Doctor’s life is completion. It’s completing a circle – he’s male, he’s alien, he’s a traveler. Between the two of them together they complement each other and discover each other. And are in love with each other – absolutely, unashamedly, unreservedly.”
– Russell T Davies

“I think it’s like all these relationships, like Mulder and Scully and Moonlighting, you know.”
– David Tennant

“Obviously and quite overtly, really, the subtext of this show is that the Doctor is hopelessly in love with Rose.”
– Steven Moffat

“You want Rose and the Doctor to be having a good time, going for a nice candlelit meal and, you know, maybe even the snog that we all know they really want.”
– Julie Gardner

“It was what Russell had schemed, really, and there was an idea that the Doctor would imprint on Rose, like a sort of newly hatched chick. He would adopt Rose’s way of speaking.”
– David Tennant (on why his Doctor has an English accent)

“The Doctor and Rose love each other. I think it’s that simple.”
– Euros Lyn

“The Doctor is literally thrown into this bizarre new circumstance before he’s properly gotten himself together after saying farewell to Rose, who was the love of his life.”
– David Tennant

“He’s a very damaged and closed man. She brings that out of him. She brings him back to life. She widens his horizons.”
– Russell T Davies

Oh, it’s SO love. I don’t care what anyone says. The Doctor and Rose love each other. HOW could they not? You can’t have the best times in the world – in the universe, go on all those journeys, have that much fun, sacrifice yourself to save each other. They absolutely love each other.”
– 
Julie Gardner

“He knows that Rose mustn’t come back and that it goes against all the laws of space and time, and yet the chance to get to see her again is clearly something that he’s very excited about and delighted by.”
 David Tennant

“I don’t think they really ever question it, they just get on with it but there’s this kinda suggestion, you know, that there may be some romance. I think she’s quite in love with him.”
– Billie Piper

“He loves this woman so much.”
– Julie Gardner

“I think Rose was unique in the sense that she loved him and he loved her back. And it was more than just a hint. It was deeply emotional.“
– 
Freema Agyeman

"You want it to happen, but at the same time you don’t want it to happen. It’s one of those weird things. It’s like Ross and Rachel.”
– Billie Piper

 “In the end I sort of though we created a companion who was so alive and dynamic and so wedded to the Doctor that you’d need a whole universe to contain her in. The only way to get rid of her is to send her into a parallel world from which she can never return; otherwise she would stay with the Doctor forever.”
– Russell T  Davies

“The whole thing has been building up to them meeting each other. You couldn’t bring Rose back and deny her a meeting with the Doctor.”
– David Tennant

“When the Doctor met Rose, that was a very different Doctor, that was a lonely, damaged man; his entire planet had been wiped out. Rose helped him move on from his terrible grief he’s been dealing with. She knocks off the Time Lord edges and humanizes him just as he Time Lords her. They were what the other was lacking, they are inseparable.”
– 
Russell T Davies

“There’s a part of her that feels very comfortable and very attracted to this new Doctor because he is the same guy, but clearly he’s not and clearly she’s saying goodbye to this other man that she’s been in love with. For the Doctor himself there’s just another heartbreak and another tragedy and he’s back on Bad Wolf Bay where he last experienced this, he’s saying goodbye again and bidding farewell again and this time it’s closing forever and there’s no going back. And in gifting her this other Doctor he’s not really allowing himself to go back either.”
– David Tennant

“You know the thing is, I’m always quite full on when I kiss him as Rose, because she has this, you know, desperate love for him.”
– Billie Piper

“Obviously and quite overtly, really, the subtext of this show is that the Doctor is hopelessly in love with Rose and trying to impress her. And then a younger better looking guy with the better gun turns up and he’s so annoyed.”
 Steven Moffat

“Just in the terms of acting a scene like that, if Rose is over there, and she’s all you want in the universe, and you’re desperate to get to her, you’d want to be able to run flat out, wouldn’t you?”
David Tennant

“From first holding the Doctor’s hand to a farewell on a beach, Rose is the Doctor’s reason to fight, to endure, to ensure there’s light in the darkness. Together they can achieve anything. As Episode 9 describes it, they are the stuff of legends.”
– Julie Gardner

“Finally they get to this wrecked, deserted, night-time, battered, Dalek-invaded street – civilization gone. Across the greatest possible distance, there they are, her with a great big gun, him with the Tardis, and they run toward each other like the biggest romance you’ve ever seen in your life…And, as in all great love stories, he’s cut down by a Dalek. I think that’s what should happen in most films, really. Gone With The Wind, Four Weddings and a Funeral, Notting hill – they all should have had the hero cut down by a Dalek, and they would have been vastly improved.”
– Russel T. Davies

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm a new adlock yacht member, can you recommend me A Must Read Sherlock/Irene fics? because I falling deeper and deeper with this ship and i'm not even sorry! P.S.I check out all your fics on AO3 and the quite remarkable. Thank you, have a good day/night.

*Grins and waves* Hello and welcome aboard :D More than a little surprised to be asked (because surely anyone would’ve already been admiring my fandom heroes’ brilliant works before they came across any random stuff I wrote?) but thank youu and I’m honoured to share my personal ‘Omg amazing writing’ list!

(For a non-waffly version of recs, please simply refer to my bookmarks on AO3 - they’re mostly adlock x)

1. These fandom classics ♡ (Apologies if, like me, you already know them so well you find that you can effortlessly recite the chapter titles and many of the beautiful lines therein, but they absolutely need to appear in every adlock rec)

Neither a Soldier Nor a Gentleman and (work-in-progress) Sui Generis by Francesca_Wayland (the author is a legend and @francesca-wayland​ is the adlock blog, where you’ll find her list of fic recs, amongst other adlockness)

^ Exquisitely written. NaSNaG [97k] is basically fanon for what happened between Sherlock and Irene in Karachi, and SG [224k+] is its incredible (AU) sequel. The latter was what converted me from a non-shipping BBC Sherlockian into an obsessed adlocker.

- (work-in-progress) The W Hypothesis by ElinorX ( @elinorx​ this girl’s an evil genius x)

^ Victorian AU [75k+]. Another masterpiece, like seriously it’s literature. Clever and intricate plot, layers of mysteries, immense magnetic pull and tension between our OTP. Angsty. Though according to a reliable source the readers might get a treat in the next chapter(s).

- Come Attrition, Come Hell by InkInc ( @tales-of-inkinc​ The Angst Queen, whom I really hope is doing well at this moment, sending her best wishes)

^ aka Angst and Heartbreak and (Despite Everything) Love [89k]. You will likely not be okay whilst reading this story, and you will quite possibly not want to be. Certain strings of words in the English language will never be the same again. Gosh. There’s a letter/email from Sherlock to Irene, and it’s just T T. Also, CACH was the reason I registered on AO3, to leave my first ever comment.

- Death Takes a Holiday by LyraNgalia and rude_not_ginger ( @lyrangalia​ and @team-science​​, they have got to be the best role-play/writing partners in the history of RP-ing and their works are a synergy of brilliance; dreamwidth)

^ Fanon for Sherlock and Irene’s adventures during The Fall, collaborating to dismantle Moriarty’s web. Emotional constipation journey inevitably ensues. The DTaH series [546k] is approx. the length of the entire Lord of the Rings trilogy plus The Hobbit. Epic.

- What He Likes and its sequel (incomplete) The Way the Heavens Go by solojones

^ WHL [65k] also features post-Reichenbach Sherlock and Irene. Dark, with soul-crushing angst, and a spiralling-into-drugs-and-demons Sherlock. Don’t worry though it gets bittersweet and everything will be okay and aww these two are adorable. TWtHG [71k] is post-Resurrection, canon-divergent since it was written before Series 3 aired but still marvellous.


2. A few more multi-chapter must-reads (Sorry I realise how ridiculously long this post is getting, after merely five recs, and shall turn down/off the commentary hereinafter, but should reiterate that these are all absolutely wonderful)

- The Price of Retrouvailles [76k] by akajustmerry ( @akajustmerry​ who also has another beautiful work-in-progress, In the Absence of Skulls)

- The Games We Play [13k] by Maple_Fay

- This is Not a Safe House [14k] by SaraDobieBauer ( @saradobiebauer​)

- Staying Alive [6k] by  g_girl143 ( @adlocksentiments​)

Ships in Glass Bottles [49k] and A White Flag on Baker Street [13k] by Scatterboom (also, would recommend subscribing to her work-in-progress The Shape of the Universe and allowing it to brighten up your Tuesdays : ] )

The Curious Case of the Boy In the Raincoat [44k] by rude_not_ginger

- Dining with Frogs [61k] by CherryBlossomTide


3. My single-chapter favourites (Not an extensive list, my AO3 bookmarks contain more x)

Exceptions by Del (Everything @goddessdel​ writes basically ♡)

The Uneventful Afternoon by Del (goddessdel) >>> John’s perspective; fluff in the uniquely adlock way, always such a delight to reread!

Life among the dead by Del (goddessdel) >>> His Last Vow missing scene

A Most Murderous Case by Del (goddessdel) >>> Our OTP & Scotland Yard

- Ave Verum by Francesca_Wayland >>> John’s discovers Sherlock’s secret

Midnight by rude_not_ginger >>> It’s like poetry

A Very Different Level by SorrowsFlower ( @sorrowsflower who is another very, very talented yacht member) >>> A collection of lovely gems

broken hearts, like broken bones by Tyleet ( @wildehacked)

- the way we live now by themuslimbarbie

- Twenty Degrees of Inseparation by nom_omnis_moriar


4. Seriously I cannot begin to describe how much I admire some of these authors. Our yacht is so fortunate to have them. (I’ve mentioned some of their works above but do check out the links to their AO3 page or tumblr for more adlock-y awesomeness!)

Have a good day/night to you too, anon, and to anyone else reading this x

6/7/17 recs

1. i want to know your plans (and how involved in them i am) by eso (cazzy) || Rated E, 14k

Wherein Yuuri is fairly sure his lifelong inspiration-slash-idol’s sudden interest in him is entirely unwarranted, and Victor — Victor’s just starting to learn what life and love really mean, after years of dedicating every fiber of his being to ballet.

  • Comment: A bit cliche at times, but a cute oneshot which both Yuuri and Victor are dancers. Kind of cute!

2. he sheds not tears but life by peabrain || Rated T, 1.5k

“If you drank his tears, you’d like. Become eternally young or something. Like you know what I mean? (laughs)”

Yuuri finally broaches the subject one night, Makka snoozing over both their thighs.

“Victor, exactly how old is Makkachin?”

“Oh, darling,” Victor laughs in that perfectly carefree way that signals desperation to hide something. “Numbers are so boring! Makka’s only as old as she is at heart, you see, and her heart is… I don’t know. A healthy, youthful six?”

“Right,” Yuuri deadpans. “How long has she been six?”

  • Comment: The premise is crack as hell, the events are hilarious, but it comes with a side of Feeling. The author’s done great with turning this crack premise into a fic, and the wording that they use, esp with some specific scenes (like Yuuri trying to get the truth from Victor lol) is just wonderful. The most recommended of the night tbh.

3. What Happens in Vegas (doesn’t always stay there) by little_fox || Unrated, 17.7k (WIP)

When Yuuri wakes up after his conference with a gold ring on his finger, he thinks he made some questionable fashion choices. He certainly doesn’t think it has anything to do with the joker who is suddenly emailing his coworkers and pretending to be his husband…

  • Comment: ACCIDENTAL MARRIAGE FIC with a side of Victor being a pining mess, physical therapist Yuuri, Victor who is also some kind of doctor, coworkers that have been accidentally dragged into the mess, and it’s all-around set up to be a great romantic comedy. Something to keep an eye on, definitely!

4. Heartbreaker by deathbycoldopen || Rated T, 4.6k (WIP)

If you ask Yuuri, he’ll say that he’s never been on a date, or even been asked on one.

If you ask anyone else, they’ll burst into tears.

***

Alternatively titled “Five times someone tried and failed to ask Yuuri out on a date, and one time they didn’t have to.”

  • Comment: Oblivious Heartbreaker Yuuri Katsuki is a wonderful thing that I will never get enough of. The first chapter is from Phichit’s view, and it’s off to a great start. I look forward to future heartbreak :3c
A Massive Mckirk Rec List

Because I’ve dug myself in such a deep hole of Mckirk trash, I decided to make a short fic rec list. Well joke’s on me because turns out I’ve read a lot more Mckirk fics than I thought (and this isn’t even all of them)… Consider this a gift for the holidays.

Notes: all fics are listed alphabetically; ** = favourite


Ashes in Supernova by geishateahouse | 1.5k, T

Bones didn’t take Jim on the Enterprise because it was against regulation, Jim was grounded. It was the last mistake he would ever make. (I didn’t know my heart could smash into a thousand pieces in 1.5k words.)

Baby Can’t You See (You Belong With Me) by StilesInTheGlade | 2k, T

Leonard McCoy was one of those people who hated the very idea of high school. Holy shit, man. He wanted nothing to do with any of it. Until, of course, James Fucking Kirk, captain of the football team, decided Leonard was cute. (Just. Adorable.)

The Ballad of Jim and Bones by neko_fish | 26k, T

It was the summer of 1985 when young Jim Kirk’s life changed forever. After tumbling down a hill, deep in the woods, he ended up receiving help from the most unlikely people. (Okay the tree concept sounds absurd but I promise you it is sweet and heartbreaking and just amazing.)

By Any Other Name by canistakahari | >1k, G

Leonard is a barista. Jim frequents his coffee shop, but it’s not for the coffee. (Because every rec list has to have a coffee shop au right?)

The Damn Balcony Scene by neko_fish | 4k, T

Leonard gets to know his downstairs neighbour because of a pink and green polka dotted sock. (I love this fic so so much. Hilarious and sweet.)

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Player!Hoseok

And now it is time for the third member of the hyung line, our hope, our angel who is so fucking sweet like he’s so caring and kind and warm and all he wants to do is make people happy how is he real I wanna hug him and tell him thank you bc he’s so amazing, Jung Hoseok aka J-Hope aka hobi

  • This post is written in the college AU, it’s just to help set the scene a bit so college!Hoseok is right here
  • Visuals are first bc I gotta
  • Hobi always looks so good but I gotta go with the black hair, it’s always such a l o o k, especially when it’s up and the forehead is showing bc then you can see all of his face
  • Black is one of my favorite hair colors for him but the look he had for Spring Day/Not Today was so fucking cute too and so was the red hair and the blonde, moral of the story, hobi is just always cute
  • Okay but hobi’s airport style is 10/10 I always love seeing the boys’ airport outfits bc they always look so good but I love hobi’s airport looks, they’re always so coordinated and he wears a lot of black and I’m a sucker for black clothing
  • But he can also pull off different patterns, he can do the camouflage look, he can do stripes, he can do sweaters, t-shirts, anything you throw at hobi, he’s got it covered, I mean the man pulled off a bright green sweater and made it look boyfriend how the hell does someone do that plz explain
  • The looks that fits player!hobi is the all black look he did, with the black jeans, black sneakers, black t-shirt, black bag, even his hair was black and that is my s h i t all black instantly
  • But there’s another all black outfit where he had a black t-shirt but then  a red beanie and the strap of his bag was red and that is just wow idk why I love it so much but I kinda keep looking at it bc I would like a round of applause for Mr. Jung bc that look officially has me heart eyes
  • He can pull off so many different hats it’s so hard to choose just one, he can pull off bucket hats, he can do the snapback look !!! beanies, goofy hats, all the hats so I’m just gonna choose them all for player!hobi 
  • Hobi is another dater, he is a really sensitive person when it comes to emotions so just like Yoongi, one night stands aren’t really a thing
  • It’s rare for him to go that far but when he does, it’s someone he knows really well, he’s just more a lover, he prefers feeling that connection of love and it being something really meaningful to both parties involved
  • But he does love a good date, he actually lasts pretty long with his dates, he doesn’t ever confirm or deny the relationship, that’s his thing
  • He’s a carefree kid who’s just focusing on having fun and he’s not looking to get into any relationships yet, especially when he’s so busy being a TA and a dance major
  • He never stops them from calling him their boyfriend but he also calls them his friend or his date so they get a bit confused bc wait it’s been like a month how are we not together yet
  • He always dances (pun intended) around the subject and changes it super quickly bc he doesn’t wanna let them down and tell them that he’s not interested in a relationship but it’s really nothing personal, it’s not their fault, he’s just having fun and chilling out with fun people
  • He has a very approachable vibe to him like he’s not a scary person, he’s so friendly and open and he’s always smiling so people aren’t afraid to come up to him and talk to him and maybe throw in a few flirty lines
  • He would be such a cute date oh my lord, he loves going to a festival or a cute lil diner or maybe feeding ducks at the park and eating some ice cream
  • Always always always holding his date’s hand, sometimes he’ll have his arm around them but even then, he wants them to be holding his hand bc he just loves that shit
  • He’s another player that you don’t expect to be a player based on his personality
  • He’s just so bubbly and caring and he’s really doting towards his dates, he’s always asking if they’re having fun, if they’re comfortable, if they wanna go somewhere else and he makes sure they get home safe so when they find out about it, they’re just oH
  • He h a t e s the “breaking up” part bc hobi loves making people happy and he does so much to get them to smile and he’s always so energetic and cheerful so the thought of ruining someone’s entire week bc of this is heartbreaking to him
  • But he’s also not a cheater and even if he’s not in a relationship with them, he doesn’t wanna be taking them on dates and spending so much time with them and then turning around and doing the same thing with someone else so he’s gotta break it off eventually
  • But he does it very gently, he makes sure they aren’t too down about it and he always promises to stay friends
  • You always see hobi around campus
  • Here’s the thing about hobi, pretty much everyone on campus either knows hobi, knows of him or knows someone that knows him, he’s a social butterfly
  • You know all about his reputation of having someone new every month and never committing but you also know about his dance reputation and that he’s supposedly am az in g
  • So when your friend tells you he’s performing in an underground freestyle competition thing and that they’re going, you figure you’ll go and see what all the talk is about bc when people talk about his dance skills they make him out to be this incredible, breathtaking dancer that’ll make you wanna dance too
  • You had never spoken to him so it was a bit ?? when he walked up to you and greeted you like you were his best friend but then you realize he’s being flirty and while it’s flattering, you also know what the end result typically is so you politely decline his offer to get a late night snack afterwards
  • He is a bit confused bc normally people don’t reject him but it’s his turn so he doesn’t have time to keep talking to you
  • You’re blown away by how talented he is bc have you ever seen hobi dance that shit is magical, it’s so captivating and just I could go on for hours about how talented hobi is
  • You leave shortly after his turn is up bc you have a class early the next morning and you gotta sleep so hobi doesn’t get another chance to talk to until he sees you on campus two days later
  • He keeps talking to you, every time he sees you and you realize that it’s been a while since you’ve heard about him dating someone and pretty soon, he’s spent the entire term single with no dating or even flirting with other people
  • “I wanna get to know you”
  • You’re trying really hard not to fall for his charming lil smile or the way his entire face lights up whenever he sees you or the way his voice sounds when he’s tired and his words are a bit slurred together bc he’s too exhausted to put in the effort to be coherent
  • You agree to go out on a date with him during the summer bc you figure you might as well get it over with, you’re already crushing on him so it’s better to see him from the player point of view so you can move on with your lives
  • It’s so much fun, he takes you down to the beach and you walk all around the pier together and play in the sand and run from the waves and it’s just a really stress free date where you two genuinely enjoy every moment and there aren’t any awkward moments
  • You get a bit nervous around the one month mark bc you know that’s when his relationships stop but then everything stays normal, he actually takes you out to dinner for your first month anniversary and then the next thing you know, you’ve spent the entire summer and the following term with him openly calling himself your boyfriend
  • “I like being in a relationship with you, it’s funner than having to stress over breakups”
  • “I like you as a boyfriend a lot more”
  • “Maybe one day, I’ll be upgraded to husband”
  • “Ch iLL”
Thoughts on the Dear Evan Hansen b**t

I finished Act I yesterday so it might be a little rusty, but I just finished Act II, so here goes Act I:

First off: BEN PLATT.  HOLY SHIT BEN PLATT.  This man is freaking amazing.  Give him the Tony.  The range of emotions he goes through, especially at the end…my gods, what a talented man.

“Anybody Have a Map?” is fantastic.  The harmonies.  THE HARMONIES.

“Waving Through a Window” is fabulous.  I relate to it.  That’s really all I have to say on it.

I wish Connor wasn’t such a plot device.  I also wish that the five minutes he’s on stage alive he wasn’t so awful.  But that’s probably a part of many underlying mental health issues.  When he tells Evan “You’re the fucking freak” it seems to me that HE’S the one who feels like a “freak” and is trying to pin it on someone else.

The.  Insanely.  Cool. Jared.  Kleinman.  Favorite character.  FAVORITE.

I think Alana might not have the best social skills.  The story she tells Evan about her grandmother dying isn’t exactly something you tell someone you don’t know very well on the first day of school.  I do like that, though.  Adds a little more to her character.

Evan’s letter to himself HURTS.  The way he wonders what would happen if he disappeared HURTS.  This poor guy…

I honestly don’t really get why Connor gets so mad at the mention of Zoe in the letter.  It’s not like he’s some protective older brother at this point.  Maybe it’s just that he resents her or something.  I don’t know.

Can we just appreciate Jennifer Laura Thompson’s Cynthia?  She is very good at looking miserable.

“For Forever” is gorgeous.  SUPPORT MALE FRIENDSHIPS NOT BASED ON TOXIC MASCULINITY 2K17.

Evan saying that Connor came to get him when he broke his arm is heartbreaking.  He just wants to believe that he really fell by accident so badly.

“Sincerely, Me” is one of my favorites on the recording but onstage it is just the best.  Mike Faist’s expressions on “I rub my nipples and start moaning with delight”, “If I stop smoking crack”, and “If I stop smoking pot” are PRICELESS.  Also, how is he making his voice so smooth on the last one?  I want to find out how to do that.

Jared’s interjections into the song are hilarious, and so are Will Roland’s facial expressions.  He doesn’t say “Kinky” after “rough” like he does on the recording but I think this b**t is from a preview.

There’s actually a lot of chemistry between Ben, Mike, and Will.  Such a shame they’re not playing real friends.  

When Zoe arrives home before “Requiem” and Cynthia offers her the emails, she says something like “Just because Connor’s not here pounding on my door screaming that he’s going to kill me for no reason doesn’t mean we’re the fucking Brady Bunch.”  And WHAM.  We are immediately reminded of the real Connor, not the one we just saw.  Kind of shaking.

“Requiem” is also gorgeous.  Laura Dreyfuss’s voice is beautiful.  The song is a great exploration of grief (or rather, non-grief).  Go listen to it.  Also, those harmonies.  Holy shit.

“If I Could Tell Her.”  Ben is adorably awkward.  I want to hug him.  I’m not an Evan/Zoe shipper but everything in this song made me think it was kind of cute.  Also, Laura Dreyfuss is one of the most adorable people on this planet.  Protect her.

“Disappear” has a great message, though I feel that “You Will Be Found” is the better song.  Still, nice to see Connor back (or whatever this version of Connor is–a voice in Evan’s head, I guess).

So Evan apparently knows how to tie a tie?  He doesn’t seem like the type who would.

In “You Will Be Found” Evan has index cards but drops them and only starts the song when he starts improvising.  Interesting.

I’m honestly not sure what the message about social media is here.  What is the point?  Is it good?  Bad?  Both?

On to Act II!

Why isn’t “Sincerely, Me (Reprise)” on the soundtrack?  It’s hilarious!  After the “sucking dick for meth” line the light comes up on Jared and he laughs rather evilly.  I love it.

“Dad, are you torturing him?  Evan, is he torturing you?”  I love Zoe.

Larry turns to Evan and says “Women…”  What year are you in, sir, 1955?

I love how “To Break in a Glove” starts with Evan trying to distract Larry from Zoe’s interruption.  

The idea of Connor never using the glove makes me wonder just how bad his relationship with his parents was, especially how young he probably was when it went downhill.  Then again, maybe he just doesn’t like baseball.

Larry’s philosophy of “do the right thing, even when it’s hard” does not take his son into account and reminds me of Ned Stark.

“Only Us” is okay but a little bland.  There’s nothing very interesting about it.

Jared confirming that he is Jewish (”The liquor cabinet hasn’t been opened since Rosh Hashannah 1997″ or something like it) and his Fiddler on the Roof reference (”People want to talk to you now!  That’s a wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles!”) made me so happy.  He’s a gay Jewish musical theatre geek and you can’t convince me otherwise.  (This might be out of order, I’m not sure.)

Rachel.  Bay.  Jones.  In the scene where the Murphys offer to pay for Evan’s college tuition.  Her mannerisms and facial expressions are just perfect.  Her constant smiling, grimacing, and cringing are fantastic.

“Good for You.”  Oh gods, this song.  It is ELECTRIC.  I don’t think I’ve ever heard a song this passive-aggressive and sarcastic.  Alana’s lines about how she knows what it feels like to be suicidal and Jared’s “Fuck you, Evan, you asshole!” hit the mark, and that trio is fantastic.  And “Stop it, stop it!  Just let me off!”  And when Evan turns around to see them singing into his face. PERFECT.

Connor appearing to Evan after “Good for You” is really interesting.  He confronts Evan as to why he broke his arm–even the voice in Evan’s head is telling him to confront the truth, even if it is also telling him to continue with the lie.  

The “Words Fail” scene.  My gods.  I think Ben Platt is actually crying.  The way Zoe and Cynthia run past him and Larry just gives him a glare before exiting is beautiful–he’s being abandoned by everyone, and somewhat rightfully so.  And the rest of the song.  Now I’m pretty sure he’s crying.

Evan’s “If you knew what I did, you’d hate me” line (or something like it) to Heidi.  Oh my gods.  This guy is a massive liar and I still want to hug him.

“So Big/So Small.”  Give Rachel Bay Jones a Tony nomination.  And maybe a Tony.  The emotion in her voice towards the end is so raw, and how is Ben not sobbing his eyes out?

I like how Evan and Zoe’s relationship is left hanging–we don’t know if they’re still a couple.  It makes sense to me.  While I do think Zoe wants to continue the relationship, I also think she’s a little cautious about it.

Overall, a wonderful show, but not without its problems in the story and character department.  Sorry for the long post!

Dangan Thieves AU: Mikan Tsumiki

YO *Fits head through a hole on the door*

Ever since the second fan made submission to the AU belonging to @shsl-shipper-gamer-fangirl I’ve been thinking about Mikan

So here, take itttt


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Mikan Tsumiki, the ultimate nurse from Hope Peak’s Academy, she sees her existence as a nuisance to others and will do anything for people to like her, but can we trust her after being under brainwash for a while?

Arcana: The lovers ~“My beloved forgave my existence and I gave her my heart, but she didn’t want it, nor gave me hers” Those were her words after breaking free from brainwash, we need to make her see she is just as worth as anybody else

Codename: Heartbeat

Outfit: She uses her hair tied on a low and messy ponytail with a monochrome broken hairtie and a nurse hat with a cross and the same heart, she also uses a lab coat that resembles the one from her remnant of despair counterpart but it opens up at the waist and extends to her ankles, the buttons are Crosses and she wears a tight purple skirt under, she also has a medical mask and her usual bandages alongside high socks that have cross patterns on the sides and nurse shoes (Thanks mobile for not letting me add pics)

Mask: A regular mask that is shaped like two horizontal hearts, a black one and a white one with a break between them

Persona: Aceso, the Greek deity of the healing process

Skillset: strong healing and buffs, her very last ability grants her finding an enemie’s weakness but stuns her until her next turn, good gun damage that stacks weaknesses on enemies if they’ve been found yet but weak against curse and charm

Initial weapons:
Melee: A medical bonesaw
Ranged: An SMG that uses syringes as ammo

All-Out attack card: It’d be fairly similar to the one she had at sdr2’s intro theme with the words “I’m sorry” written on cursive (Haha all doctors write badly whatever)

Persona awakening scene

After being an obstacle for an entire dungeon, the gang finally makes her see what true love and friendship really is

Mikan: My beloved forgave my existence and I gave her my heart, but she didn’t want it… Nor she have me hers in return… She didn’t care about me… I-I… *Breaks down crying until the Persona Heartbeat™ happens*

Aceso: Poor innocent child, you were tricked with the heart into obeying a force of evil, now you are left behind, broken, wounded, but it’s not your fault, you should know the very act of existing should be cherished

Mikan: I-I’m not a burden… True friends w-will like me for who I am and not f-for what I can do…

Aceso: Just like many others, you need to learn and you need to heal, I will assist you along the way, I am thou, thou art I, the contact is sealed for the sake of helping yourself and helping others, at the end of the path, you and the ill will be healed entirely

Mikan: I don’t need forgiveness for what is not my fault, the past broke us all in pieces and we need to learn, heal and be better for the future, p-please help me Aceso!

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Quotes

“A-Are you alright? It wasn’t very tough but still…”

“We need to take some care after all of that, we should go to the safe room”

“I-I think I’m getting better at this…!” (Level up)

“I can be very useful n-now!” (Skill up)

“I wonder what’s in the chest… Make sure to use protection opening it!”

“I’m worried… W-We’ve been here for a long time n-now”

“A-Ace, I t-think we need a break so I can check up on everyone”

“P-Please let’s think about this first! It seems very dangerous”


ENDURE: I-It’s fine, I’ve had it worse than this…

PROTECT: S-See? I can be very useful as a shield!

BATON PASS: Yes! I-I’ll do anything you want me to do

LOW HEALTH: I’m sorry! Please forgive me!

GETTING HEALED: Th-This is embarrassing hehe

PHYSICAL ATTACKS: Sorry, we’ll have to amputate

HEALING SOMEONE: There you go! / I’ll patch you up! / Lots of shots!

PERSONA: I need you Aceso! … I-If it’s not trouble for you…

FOLLOW UP: I’ll provide medical assistance!

COVER FIRE: P-Please be more careful

GIVING BUFFS: Let m-me help with this

ATTACKING: D-Don’t be angry, just leave us alone…

ATTACK MISSES: *hic* I can’t even d-do one *hic* thing right, I’m *hic* sorryy…

COULDN’T FINISH OFF ENEMY: A-AHH! I tripped over I’m sorry…

FAINTING: The… Despair…

GETTING RESURRECTED: T-Thank you! It was dark and cold like space…

Burn: AH…! I’m burning just like my heart used to

Cold: I-I hope I don’t catch a c-cold or frostbite *achoo*

Shock and Paralyze: P-Please forgive me for not moving! / Th-This brings unpleasant memories…

Confusion: HUH? huh, huh, huh, huh, huuuuuuuhhhh…?

Rage: Forgive me already! If you don’t I’ll cut you open and make you watch!

Despair: M-My beloved… I miss my beloved so much…

Dizzy: Ngh… My ears’ balance fluid…

Brainwash: ah… hahaha… ahahaha…

Forget: … W-What?

Hunger: T-This is bad, I need nutrients to burn into energy…

Sleep: zzz… Ngh don’t move… Zzz

Silence: …

Mouse: …


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Mementos chats

“This might sound presumptuous but you’re getting better at driving… Slowly”

“Mm… Sometimes seeing my bonesaw reminds me of bad times…”

“This place looks very dark and scary… Well at least I’ve been in worse”

“Weaknesses are a little complicated… But she taught me how important it is to find them and exploit them…”

Hajime: Say Mikan, what do you like the most about being a Dangan Thief?“
Mikan: … Being with all of you

Chiaki: I like your weapons Heartbeat! Are they referencing Mister Ludwig and Miss Valentine?
Mikan: W-Who…? Umm… I-I mean yes! I-I’m referencing a-anything you like Bonnie!

Fuyuhiko: Yo, Mikan, how sick do you have to be to kill someone so painfully? I mean, stabbed endlessly by small syringes is some next level shit
Mikan: I-I learned that on top of being painful when mishandled, many fear syringes and sometimes it’s good to exploit fear and pain to your advantage…

Mikan: I-I’m so sorry for what I did before joining y-you… I-I’m surprised you *hic* even trust m-mee… *hic*
Chiaki: No matter what you or anyone does Mikan, we’ll always believe in each other, especially me

~Bonus dialogue, choosing a codename

Hajime: So, what should we call Mikan? She needs a codename to be a Dangan Thief

Mikan: ummm, I still can’t b-believe you’re taking me in…

Nagito: How about nurse? It’s her talent from Hope’s Peak after all

Hajime: No, it’s too literal

Chiaki: How about psycho nurse?

Fuyuhiko: Can we not? Look, she’s got that heart theme all over her costume and all of that so we should start there

Nagito: Heart, heartbreak?

Hajime: Again, too literal

Fuyuhiko: Maybe pulse?

Chiaki: Hey Mikan, is there a medical them for a heart disease that would make a good codename?

Mikan: W-Well, arrythmia is a term used to describe an irregularly fast heartbeat that could kill you a-and when you’re in love or in shock your heart starts going really fast too

Chiaki: No, it’s too complicated… I guess medical terms are too difficult

Hajime: *Clearly after solving a sdr2 minigame* How about heartbeat? It’s not too complicated and it fits your style and what happened to you

Mikan: A-Ah! Yes I like it, t-thank you very much Hajime!

anonymous asked:

Do you have any good, multi chapter fic recommendations

hi anon! i’m assuming you mean zutara fics and to be honest with you, i don’t read that much fanfiction anymore. but, there are a few that i did really enjoy back when i was more of a reader:

the black games by mrs pettyfer: [summary: once bound by ice, now bound by fire. 12 provinces. 24 tributes. 1 winner. let the games begin. rated: m. status: complete.] it’s like a zutara hunger games spin off, but it’s so much better. if i had to choose between suzanne collin’s original work and this, i would cast aside collin’s in a heart beat. it’s angsty and heartbreaking and the dynamic between zuko and katara is so realistically built it makes my heart soar. definitely recommend reading this, though i feel like this is a zutarian fan favourite, so chances are you’ve already read it. it’s a trilogy so the second installment is the rise of one and the final installment is the phoenix queen

the confrontational approach by advocaat: [summary: in which zuko can’t catch a break. “wait, you tied katara to a tree? wow, that’s… i mean… that just explains so much.” “i was desperate!” “whoa! way too much information there, sparky.” rated: t. status: incomplete.] this is the first zutara fanfic i ever read and it is a personal favourite i absolutely adore it. it’s set after the boiling rock episodes and before the southern raiders. zuko is a dork throughout it and just wants katara’s forgiveness. so many great moments between the gaang. toph teasing zuko, suki teasing katara, sokka being a lame but protective older brother. i won’t spoil how it continues but ugh i was so disappointed when i realised in was unfinished but it’s one hundred percent still worth the read

his majesty prefers blue by shamelessliar: [summary: a year after the war’s end, the gaang returns to the fire nation for a week of diplomatic meetings. there, they hear rumours about a vigilante who wears a blue mask and katara finds herself digging deeper into his identity and motives. rated: m. status: complete.] it follows from canon from what i can remember. katara is a swt ambassador and fire lord zuko needs a wife, but it’s not a forced relationship either. honestly i’ve forgotten most of what happens during the story, but it has some pretty awesome blue spirit scenes and who doesn’t love that? i remember enjoying reading it

stormbenders by fandomme: [summary: s3 au from fbm. deep in the fire nation jungle, the gaang meets a group of rogue water ninja who send zuko and katara on a mission to retrieve ozai’s secret battle plans. rated: t. status: complete.] this one’s set after the firebending masters and zuko is again a loveable dork and katara doesn’t trust him yet. they’re forced to train and do missions together which causes them to have to get to know each other and it has a nice build up. again i can’t really remember what happens but zuko is a tea shop boy again and that gladdens me. i thoroughly enjoyed it

these are some other fics i’ve seen many zutarians praise but haven’t gotten around to reading myself:

hope that’s enough to keep to going for a while!

Tobias: I-I’m just happy that you’re alright, Nate. I saw you in this cloud of smoke and my heart dropped. It’s my second day here and my whole life has already flashed before my eyes so many times.

Nate: Yeah… I’m still a bit shocked, like, who the hell would forget about waffles and go to class?

Tobias: … it was a wake-up call for me, which made me realize how much I really appreciate you.

Nate: Aw, Tobias… stop it, please. I haven’t even died.

Tobias: … Know what!… Don’t you dare!

somewhat damaged.

Eric got beat up. A lot. He was 5'8, with a mean grin and a mouth that got him into a lot of trouble. But Dylan, Dylan was sweet and sober, and smiled at his neighbors when he drove by. Dylan deserved diamond rings and sunshine filled picnics, not bruised knuckles and crying over coffee at 3 am.

When Dylan came to Eric’s house while his parents were out, limping, with a black eye and a cut lip, Eric wasn’t sure what to think. They didn’t talk, Dylan just sat at his worn down wooden kitchen table, while Eric pulled out the antiseptic and gauze that was used far too often. He sat down next to Dylan, gently wiping a cotton swab with the alcohol on it against his lip.

“Who was it?” Eric asked softly. “Because I’ll fucking kill them.” He got no reply, just a shrug.
“Why?” Another shrug. Eric kept at cleaning Dylan’s face, pressing an ice pack to his purple eye.
“It was those jock assholes, it was nothing. I got beat up, the norm. No big deal.” Dylan had finally become less stonelike, and spilled.

“Oh man, I’m gonna make sure those sick fucks are really damn sorry. They’ve never done it before, V. Why now?” Dylan looked at the ground, mumbling an incoherent response.
“What? I can’t fuckin hear you.” Eric was beyond frustrated by this point.

“I fucking said that they were talking shit about you. It’s fine, don’t make a big deal out of it or whatever.” Dylan talked politely, but with an agitated tone underneath it. Eric didn’t know what to think at this point, Dylan and him were best friends, so it made since, but it was a little extreme. Dylan got the shit beaten out of him because of Eric, and that put a sick feeling in the out of his stomach.

Dylan and him had grown up together, from playing with G.I. Joe’s and planning sleepovers, to playing with sawed-off shotguns and planning mass destruction. Dylan was his best friend, the sun to his moon, the shitty horror movies to his booze filled flasks, the disgusting chemical butter to his burnt popcorn. Dylan balanced him out, brought him down. But Dylan, God, he never thought Dylan would try to turn the tables.

“I’m sick of people treating you like shit, Reb. They don’t even fucking know you.”
And Eric couldn’t tell him he was wrong. They didn’t know him, at fuckin all, and it was absolute shit that everyone gave them so much to deal with. It was even worse that Dylan had to deal with it.

“Don’t…” Eric trailed off. “Don’t do that. I’m not worth the hassle. People are gonna talk shit anyways.” Dylan ran a hand through his golden hair, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“You don’t get it, do you?” Eric shook his head, because he really didn’t fucking get it.

“Eric, you are my world. You’re a god, man, a fucking legend. You’re amazing, and the fact that those meathead idiots can’t fucking see it makes me sick enough to bash their skulls in.” Dylan blurt the words all out at once, like he was spitting out something bitter.

Eric stared, Dylan and him still sitting at the table.

“You know I feel the same, right? You know-you know I care.” Eric was looking down at the table while he confessed it, suddenly pushing himself out of his chair and getting up to make a pot of coffee for them both. Dylan grabbed his wrist, pulling him back down.

“Can you just, like, stay? For a second or something, I don’t know.” Eric sat back down per Dylan’s request, his hand still holding Eric’s bony and narrow wrist for dear life. It was quiet, the hum of Eric’s refrigerator the background noise for this fucked up movie scene playing before both of their eyes.

Dylan wished this was a movie. He wished there were the conveniently placed paintings on the walls to hide the cracks, he wanted the perfectly picked t-shirts so he wouldn’t feel so fucking out of place in Eric’s tidy house. He wanted everything to be perfect- and it wasn’t.

“My parents are gonna be home soon, are you good to go up to my room?” Eric pulled his arm out of Dylan’s grip, and helped him up. They both headed down the stairs, and Eric left Dylan sitting on his desk chair.

“Coffee, yeah? We’re gonna talk.” He said, before slipping out the door. Dylan laid his head down on the table, his head was pounding and his lip stung every time his tongue shot out to lick his lips.

Eric arrived with two yellowing mugs, placed them on his desk and wiping his hands on his jeans. He grinned at Dylan, putting a cd into his player and pulling a chair up beside him.

“Doom?”
“Doom.”

They sat in the computer glow for a solid hour, Eric playing while Dylan silently watched, taking gulps of the burning brown liquid. They glanced at each other every now and then, turning a pink color when they caught each other’s gaze.

Eric got tired, and suggested they get ready to sleep. He let Dylan borrow some of his dad’s sweats and a t-shirt of his, which stretched tight across his chest and torso.

They headed to sleep, Eric facing Dylan’s back and Dylan facing the wall. After around 5 minutes of them sitting there, Eric heard Dylan start to cry. He got up and flipped on the lights, sitting at the foot of his bed.

His boy looked like a kid again, clutching the dark comforter of his bed and sobbing until his face turned red. Dylan sat up, and Eric pulled him into his chest. He didn’t stop crying, the tears soaking Eric’s shirt and Dylan’s bony head poking into the crook of his neck.

Eric stroked the back of his head, not knowing what he was really supposed to do. Dylan was letting out heartbreaking choking noises, and Eric patted his back.

The pair broke apart, Dylan wiping his nose and pressing his palms against his eyes.
“It’s fucking fine, I’m fucking fine,” and Eric shut him up with a swift kiss on the lips. It was awkward, and quick, and he turned bright red afterwards. There wasn’t really a lot of time passed before Eric leaned in for another one, this time not detaching their lips.

Eric tasted angry, like black coffee and cinnamon gum, and he bit down on Dylan’s lip. Blood filled their mouths, but they kept together, and their mouths collided viciously. There wasn’t music, and Dylan found himself having the same movie wish. He pulled Eric closer, resting a hand on his shoulder and one on his chest.

Eric pulled away.
“Dyl, you’re my world.”

His

This was inspired by a really heartbreaking scene from OITNB (spoiler) where Soso is in the library and all the books get destroyed due to the riot and she just screams because the books are Poussey’s, the library is her place and it’s all Soso has left of her. It’s so sad (end spoiler) so I thought… Can you imagine if someone were to redecorate the rotunda after Solas left?

Enjoy! (I think?) 😉

It had been six months since he left.

Revas had buried herself in her duties but never once did she take her ear off the ground hoping, praying, for news of her lover’s whereabouts. Leliana did all she could to satisfy her questions, follow her tenuous leads and she was steadily growing weary, as were the others.

Shouldn’t she be OK by now? Shouldn’t she just move on?

No one understood what it was like for her to carry on without him… The few seconds on waking, sleepy and forgetful, reaching across the bed, seeking his warmth only for it to be met with empty space. The moments when she was engrossed in research, stumbling upon something she was unsure of and a flickering thought in her mind… I’ll go and ask him, he’ll know what it means… The times when something good happened, a victory, and her first thought was to seek him out and share her joy with him.

However, each time realisation descended upon her with a thunderous crash, bringing about a pain not unlike that of someone forcing her mouth open and pouring molten iron down her throat, and she having no choice but to choke its burning agony down as it settled on her heart, solidifying and holding it in a vice like grip.

Did it even beat anymore?

It was like she had lost all of her senses. Nothing felt the same, sounded the same, looked the same, tasted the same… Smelt the same.

His scent.

She would spend so long each morning trying to find his scent on the bed sheets. It had lingered for a time despite the servants washing them regularly. But as the months progressed it was getting harder and harder to find, however, when she did… It brought her a sense of comfort and she would have forsaken all of her duties to stay rooted to that spot, eyes closed, imagining it was his neck her face was buried in.

But then… Eyes snapped open.

What if he was dead?

What if she never heard the melodic sound of his voice again? Never saw those eyes again? Caught his scent again? Forgot how his skin felt when she traced the edges of his jaw with her finger?

She wanted just one day. One day where the questions didn’t invade her mind, coming unbidden, more insidious than the whispers from the Well of Sorrows.

Just one good day…

It was a relatively peaceful afternoon at Skyhold, everybody calmly going about their daily tasks. Dorian was in the tower casually discussing various types of demon with Helisma. He was enthusiastic, talking quickly and joyfully when his words died in his throat at the sudden sound that rippled upwards from the rotunda, causing the ravens to panic and beat their wings wildly in protest.

He couldn’t determine what the sound was at first, only that it turned his blood to ice in his veins. It was unlike anything he’d ever heard before… As if suffering itself had become an actual physical being, twisting and writhing in its self contained agony.

Realisation dawned on him and he moved quicker than he had ever moved in his life, bolted down the stairs and entered the rotunda at a run only to come to a screeching halt.

She was there in the centre of the room, on her knees, tears streaming down her face as the sound of pure grief continued to fall from her open mouth, her face a mask of horror. He looked at the man who had recently taken over the rotunda as the Inquisitions new “Fade Expert” wondering what he had done or said to cause his dearest friend to crumble.

And then he saw it… Piles and piles of scraped off pigment and plaster.

“They were his, they were his… THEY. WERE. HIS!” she screamed over and over again as she clutched a shattered fragment of the fresco to her chest.

“Go. Now,” Dorian said to the man as he ran to her side and held her tightly, her body trembling. He did as he was told and rushed out of the room as Varric entered, drawn by the commotion.

“Varric! Go and get Cole. Tell him to meet me in her quarters.”

Varric looked sadly at her after his eyes took in the partially ruined walls.

“Sure thing. Hang in there, kid.”

He left and Dorian helped her up to her feet. He cursed himself for not realising sooner, the banging and scraping, but Skyhold seemed to be in a constant state of repair and he’d learned to just ignore the sounds of construction work. Whoever approved the redecoration of the rotunda would have him to answer to and it would not be pleasant.

He ducked under her arm, taking all of her weight on his shoulder and opened the door to the main hall where they were greeted by the faces of prying nobles.

“Stop staring you arses!”

Sera came running towards them, pushing nobles out of the way and ducked under her other arm, helping Dorian.

“Varric told me. The new guy ripped the walls down or something. Twatbucket. Said she was in a right state.”

Dorian smiled at her. She wasn’t gentle in her comfort but she was there, that’s all that mattered.

They managed to get her to her quarters and laid her down on the bed. As her head hit the pillow, air rushed past Dorian’s ear and Cole appeared. He sat next to her on the bed, touching her closed eyelids gently as silent tears continued to seep from them.

“It’s his smell… Strong, sweet, secure and safe. The paint on his fingers as he brushes the hair out of my eyes. It was his. It was his and now it’s gone. Like him.”

Sera rolled her eyes. “Make sense! Can you help her or not? Can’t you make people forget or… Something? Make her forget him.”

“I can’t. She doesn’t want to.”

Cole closed his eyes and remembered him through her thoughts. He didn’t know the face that appeared but there was a familiarity in his eyes. He grasped onto a powerful memory and lay down beside her.

She could smell him then. Stronger than ever and his face so clear in her mind’s eye. A memory of a stolen moment, early morning embraces, warm and loving. Her whole body relaxed and she sunk into the mattress as exhaustion overtook her and she succumbed to sleep.

All three of them stayed by her side that night, and when she stirred, Cole was there to soothe her dreams.

“If I ever see that arse biscuit again, I’m punching him right in the dick,” Sera mumbled sleepily.