this is one of the sexiest things i've ever seen and i'm not sorry

anonymous asked:

the prettiest thing (i've ever seen) and stop (wait a minute) are the cutest fucking things I've ever read. i hate you, but also please never stop writing ever. i don't even waTCH HOCKEY AND YET? here i am. in hell

Nonny, first of all, thank you from the bottom of my soul for your enthusiasm :) You’re too, too kind and feedback like this is fuel for a fic writer’s soul. Second, SORRY NOT SORRY. 

Thirdly, welcome to hockey hell. Relax, take a seat. And a strong alcoholic beverage. You’ll need it. 

Here’s what the fuck this ice game is about, told in the most perfect and hilarious way possible 

Here’s all the content of this blog simply tagged “no.” Which is enough to make a stone fall in love with Sidney Crosby, probably. 

Would u like to cry abt Evgeni Malkin?

The latter part of this video features Sidney Crosby’s “gently talking to children” voice and I have never been the same since I’ve watched it

Do you remember cheesy early to mid 2000s amvs? This basically is one except instead of anime it’s Evgeni Malkin playing the sexiest damn hockey you’ve ever seen.

Sidney Crosby works out, teaches tiny children hockey, and strolls pensively along the lakefront of his Nova Scotia property. Also, this won a regional Emmy. Not even kidding. 

And, hmu if you ever want fic recs. You like my fic? I got recs for daaaaays

Heavenly Commentary: Prisoner of Azkaban
  • Lily: You're back. How's Padfoot?
  • James: ...He escaped.
  • Lily: I'm sorry, what?!
  • James: He escaped. Turned and slipped through the bars. Swam right off the island. Watched him do it.
  • Lily: Why?
  • James: Because he's innocent?
  • Lily: He's always been innocent. Why now?
  • James: How am I to know?
  • Lily: I thought you guys knew everything about each other?
  • James: We used to. But these days the conversation is a little one sided.
  • ***
  • James: Happy birthday son.
  • Lily: Happy birthday Harry. We love you so much. And we're so proud of you...
  • James: Shh it's ok...
  • ***
  • James: Oh crap. Marge is coming. I hate this woman.
  • Lily: We all do. But at least he'll go to Hogsmeade.
  • James: One way or another.
  • ***
  • Lily: ...What did this bitch just say about me?
  • ***
  • Lily: Bad blood?!? I'll fucking kill this bitch.
  • James: Evans calm d-
  • Lily: No one talks about my boy like that!
  • ***
  • Lily: Ha! Serves you right, you pathetic creature!
  • James: True but him walking around Surrey with his stuff isn't the best of outcomes.
  • Lily: He'll be fine. He's survived worse.
  • James: I forgot you get like this.
  • ***
  • James: Was that...Padfoot?
  • Lily: I think it was. Why did he come to Harry?
  • ***
  • James: Three hours on the run and he walks right into the minister. He's not a good criminal is he?
  • Lily: That's a good thing. Why does Fudge seem fidgety? And why not press charges?
  • ***
  • Lily: He fell asleep with his glasses on. So adorable. My baby.
  • James: He'll be ok for a few days. I'm going to see if I can find Sirius. Maybe find out where he's going.
  • Lily: Ok be safe. Don't die.
  • ***
  • Lily: He looks so happy. Under the sun, surrounded by people.
  • ***
  • Lily: Any luck?
  • James: None. What's he been up to?
  • Lily: Enjoying freedom. Spent the last few days ogling a new broom. Best in the- James come back here!
  • ***
  • James: So they think Sirius wants to kill Harry? Are they stupid?
  • Lily: Given that they don't know a rather key piece of information, it's actually the logical conclusion.
  • James: No, they knew how close we were. They should have known he'd never betray us. And what's with "he's at hogwarts"?
  • Lily: That caught my attention too. It's possible he is actually after Harry. But to tell him the truth.
  • James: But like you said. Why now?
  • ***
  • James: Moony? He's teaching?
  • Lily: He looks so old...what happened to him?
  • James: He thinks one of his best friends killed the other three.
  • Lily: He's been so alone all these years.
  • ***
  • Lily: Why is the train stopping? And why is it getting colder?
  • James: How?
  • Lily: Frost on the glass. Oh my. Dementors. Why are they-
  • James: HARRY!
  • ***
  • James: Scream? Who screamed?
  • Lily: No one.
  • ***
  • Lily: I imagine Sirius is the Grim she is referring to.
  • James: I think so. You know, she looks like a crazy old lady but she's pretty talented.
  • Lily: She saw a big black dog and thought 'death omen'.
  • James: Yes, but she still saw the dog.
  • ***
  • Lily: How stupid do you have to be to insult a hippogriff?
  • James: About that stupid.
  • ***
  • James: If Harry is told that Sirius got us killed then he'll go after him.
  • Lily: I know. But Padfoot isn't the bad guy. So Harry isn't in any danger.
  • ***
  • James: Look at that greasy haired bastard. Look at his eyes. He's terrified of what Moony will tell Harry.
  • ***
  • Lily: Padfoot did that? Why?
  • James: This makes no sense. He came to Hogwarts to get into Gryffindor tower? What the hell?
  • Lily: How did he get in the castle?
  • James: He's a marauder Evans.
  • ***
  • James: Recognise and kill werewolves; you...aargh!
  • Lily: When did he become so awful?
  • James: He was always like this Lily. Just never to you. Natural born death eater.
  • ***
  • Lily: I'm fairly certain that was Sirius in the stands.
  • James: Probably. It's a good ga- Dementors!
  • Lily: HARRY!
  • ***
  • James: The broom...
  • Lily: You're more worried about the broom than the boy!
  • James: He's fine. But the broom...
  • ***
  • Lily: Please no...
  • James: It's you screaming. He hears you.
  • Lily: He hears me die...no James I can't take it! It's not right! IT'S NOT FAIR!!
  • James: Sshh...
  • ***
  • James: That's my map! Those little ginger geniuses! They've given Harry the map!
  • ***
  • Lily: He's listening to everything. Look at his face. It's killing him.
  • James: He may never know the truth. Only Sirius and Peter know what truly happened.
  • ***
  • James: He's so...angry. He hates Sirius so much.
  • ***
  • Lily: Isn't that the new broom? James?
  • James: ...That's...the sexiest thing I've ever seen...
  • Lily: You're forgetting that night when I wore that little red thing.
  • James: ...No I'm not.
  • ***
  • James: Strip it down?!? What the fuck?!?
  • Lily: Calm do-
  • James: HOW WOULD PADFOOT BUY A BROOM?!?
  • Lily: Why don't you ask him. Then ask him if he'll wear that red thing for you because I won't.
  • James: That's so- wait what?
  • ***
  • James: He...he heard me?
  • Lily: Oh god, he's crying.
  • James: We all are. I used to hate that our son didn't know what we sound like. Now I can't think of anything else I want more.
  • ***
  • Lily: Are you serious? Harrys patronus is YOU?!?
  • James: Our boy has style. Don't be jealous.
  • ***
  • Lily: Why the hell is Padfoot attacking Ron?
  • James: He didn't actually attack Ron.
  • Lily: You know, you're right. Let's throw him a parade! Why is your friend being so STUPID?!?
  • James: Why is it that whenever he does something stupid he becomes "my friend"?
  • ***
  • James: I should've let Snape die. We'd all be much happier. And alive.
  • ***
  • James: HE CAUGHT THE SNITCH!! THAT'S MY BOY!!
  • Lily: WOOOOOO!!! GO HARRY!!!
  • James: GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINGDOR!
  • J&L: GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR!
  • ***
  • Lily: What did she say?
  • James: That Voldemort is coming back...but that's not possible.
  • Lily: He never actually died did he? Albus himself said he's in Albania.
  • James: ...did you ever find out who made the prophecy about Harry?
  • Lily: No...
  • ***
  • James: Padfoot what in Gods name are you doing?!?
  • Lily: Ouch, he just broke Rons leg.
  • ***
  • James: Sirius mate, you look awful.
  • ***
  • James: He's choking Harry!
  • Lily: What the fuck Sirius!
  • ***
  • Lily: Oh Harry. Please don't...
  • ***
  • James: Moony! Thank god!
  • Lily: Where is who?
  • ***
  • Lily: What the hell is happening?
  • James: The rat? Why the hell...no...
  • Lily: James?
  • James: It's Peter...
  • ***
  • Lily: How is that possible?
  • James: I don't know but it's him...
  • Lily: How did you not recognise him!
  • James: Oh I'm sorry! Forgive me for not assuming every rat I see is the man who betrayed us.
  • ***
  • Lily: What the hell Severus?!
  • James: Your boyfriend is actually insane. He's actually lost his shit.
  • ***
  • James: Hello Peter.
  • ***
  • James: Don't kill him!
  • Lily: Harry is way ahead of you.
  • James: He really is remarkable.
  • ***
  • Lily: Harry live with Sirius?
  • James: That's amazing! They'll be so happy!
  • Lily: He'll never get any homework done!
  • James: True but balance that with the lack of starvation.
  • Lily: Oh shut up.
  • ***
  • Lily: Moony! Padfoot!!
  • James: PETER GET BACK HERE!!
  • Lily: Padfoot won't be able to find him. It's over.
  • James: No! It can't be- that's Sirius. Harry wait!
  • Lily: So many Dementors...they're going to kiss him.
  • James: That's a patronus. That's me. That's Harry!
  • ***
  • James: They gave her a time turner? For classes?
  • Lily: Of course they did. Who wouldn't give a thirteen year old girl the ability to travel through time? Why did we come along for the ride?
  • James: I guess because Harry did.
  • ***
  • Lily: Dumbledore sent our son back in time to save a hippogriff and a man.
  • James: Our son AND Hermione. Which makes it much less impossible. Caution is in order.
  • Lily: Caution will have been in order.
  • James: What?
  • ***
  • James: So they saved one beast. Let's see if they can save the other.
  • Lily: Dumbledore planned this all along. You realise that right?
  • James: I do.
  • Lily: He takes too many risks with our boy.
  • ***
  • Lily: He thinks it was you? Why?
  • James: Because I look like my son. Harry conjured that Patronus.
  • Lily: ...I hate time travel.
  • ***
  • James: He's going to try to see his father save his past self without realising that it was in fact his former present self that saved his then future self.
  • Lily: It's like you want me to hit you.
  • ***
  • Lily: They did it. They actually did it.
  • ***
  • James: Your damn right I would've been disappointed Moony.
  • Lily: Yes yes and unfortunately he's TOO much like you. And now Remus is leaving again. I hope he'll land on his feet.
  • James: Cats land on their feet. He's a dog.
  • Lily: You're awful.
  • James: And he's incorrigible.
  • ***
  • Lily: He carries you within him. That's something.
  • James: That's...that's everything.
  • ***
  • Lily: Padfoot you're brilliant!
  • James: Hogsmeade and a firebolt. Clearly he's trying to be the favourite.
  • Lily: The favourite? He's the only one there.
  • ***
  • James: I was thinking...
  • Lily: About the prediction and Pettigrew? Me too.
  • James: He's coming back. And when he does he's going to go after Harry.
  • Lily: I know.
  • James: What can we do?
  • Lily: Nothing.

anonymous asked:

Do something about Louis seeing Harry's another man photos for the first time

Alright, in honour of that launch party tonight, let’s see where this goes.


Louis is present at most photoshoots Harry does. He can’t help himself - he always has to be there, has to see how Harry is doing, has to be there to be proud of the man that he has been allowed to call his for almost six years now. It’s one of the privileges of dating one of the most wanted men in the world: 100 percent of the time, Louis is allowed to see him dart around in various stages of undress professionally as well as at home.

With the Another Man shoot, however, Harry was adamant on it being a surprise, on doing this one thing on his own, save for the article that he made Gemma write. 

It’s another one of those moments that Louis wishes they were actually out and free to do what they wanted, that he could be the one to write about who Harry really is. Not that he’s nearly as eloquent as Gemma is in her writing. Or that he’s known Harry all his life (even though it does feel like that sometimes). 

He has Harry for the rest of his life, though. And at least they’re getting there. Slowly, sure, but the finish line is getting closer and closer each day.

Not that it matters. Nothing does, not when Harry is standing in front of him, swinging back and forth on the tip of his toes with a mischievous look twinkling in his eyes.

“H,” Louis says impatiently, reaching out for the magazine he’s holding in his hands. Harry steps aside calmly, causing Louis to grab for nothing but a handful of air. “Love, c’mon. Show me already, won’t you?”

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Harry says, raising an eyebrow smugly. 

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