this is probably the most beautiful picture i've seen of her

Harry's interview on Quotidien
  • I: Can you hear me?
  • H: Yes
  • I: Welcome to Paris!
  • H: Thank you
  • I: How are you? Can you answer in French?
  • H: Good! A little bit. A tiny bit. Très bien et toi ?(very good and you?)
  • I: Very good, thank you. We start our interviews with “can you give us your five favourites words in English or French. Or a French sentence”. Someone told me you knew a French sentence.
  • H: Comment vous faites un café si délicieux? (How do you make such a delicious coffee?)
  • I: OK, that’s good.
  • H: That’s all I have.
  • I: Do you say it very often?
  • H: No... Yes
  • I: What does France mean to you? Is it something, someone etc...?
  • H: Best people I’ve known... I think her, *shows a fan* I guess. Fabien Barthez.
  • I: Yes, Fabien Barthez. Harry, you’re 23 years old and you’re one of the best known pop-star in the world. Everybody has expectations with your new album and single Sign Of The Times. Why did you choose that song? This is not what people were expecting.
  • H: I think I wanted to.. I've always liked music that made me feel something. You know I think writing it I could feet something I wanted to bring it out. I think it's a good indicator for me of what the album is to me. That's why I wanted to go with that first.
  • I: Billboard wrote that the single was "one of the more ambitious opening statements in pop this decade". Not bad, isn't it?
  • H: Thanks!
  • I: Do you have friends working at Billboard?
  • H: I don't know anyone at Billboard.
  • I: When we listen to the song we think of David Bowie, Queen, who else did you think of?
  • H: I mean, I think everyone, anything, any song you've ever listened to growing up or throughout your life or you've enjoyed, inspired you. There are a lot of different things. I wanted to just write and see what came out. I didn't know what I sounded like to make an album. So this process was as interesting for me as I think it will be for people listening to the album for the first time.
  • I: Do you know French singers other than Serge Gainsbourg? That's a tricky question.
  • H: I know Woodkid. He directed my music video.
  • I: Why him?
  • H: I think his videos are amazing, he's a really talented guy and I love French people so I worked with him.
  • I: When you're in Spain, do you say that you love Spanish people?
  • H: No!
  • I: It seems like everything has been easy...
  • H: Great tie.
  • I: You think so? It's French.
  • H: It's not a Spanish tie, isn't it?
  • I: Can I see your loafer? Oh yes! What is the brand? That's not French, isn't it? It's Italian.
  • H: No.
  • I: That's from the European Union!
  • H: Probably yeah.
  • I: It seems like everything has been easy for you, is it true?
  • H: Was what simple?
  • I: Your life, everybody wants a life like yours, with One Direction...
  • H: I mean, I feel very lucky to be able to make music, I feel very lucky to be able to make this, I feel very lucky today being in France and performing my song. I love this song. I can't complain.
  • I: What were the unpleasant things?
  • H: *thinking*
  • I: I don't know, say only one thing.
  • H: I think when you care so much about something, it's hard to get to the point where you feel like it's finished and it feels like you're adding and it never ends and it adds up. So I think the hardest part was getting into that point and be like "ok that's finished."
  • I: You said to the Rolling Stone magazine that most of the album was inspired by a woman. Really?
  • H: No I think, honestly, the album is much more about me than it is about anyone else. I think if I said the album is about a woman it kind of feels like, I don't know, I put a lot of work into this. I don't feel like it revolves around woman. It's a lot about me and things I've never said before. It's more about me.
  • I: How did you start with a boy band and end with a solo career? Is it complicated?
  • H: It's been a lot of fun. You know we were very lucky to get to do some amazing things and at the moment in our lives, we're in a time where everyone is trying their own thing and have a good time. It's been amazing to see everyone doing their own thing as well. If I can do as well as the others, it'd be amazing.
  • I: Do you call them everyday or text them? Do you use What's app?
  • H: I don't have that.
  • I: Why?
  • H: Yes we talk, absolutely. And everyone is bringing stuff out. It's been a lot going on. It's been a good time.
  • I: This is the album cover! Can you describe it? Why did you choose this picture?
  • H: Yeah. So, I don't know. I worked with photographer Harley Weir, I'm a massive fan of her work. And that's amazing and I was lucky enough to work with her. I felt like this was what I wanted.
  • I: Why is it pink? Why the water? Why your back? Why? It's beautiful but why is it pink?
  • H: I don't know, man!
  • I: Really? You don't know?
  • H: I don't know. I don't think I want...
  • I: Apparently pink is Rock'n'roll's colour.
  • H: Apparently so. I don't know. I think it means something to me and if it means anything to anyone else, I wouldn't want to take away from that by explaining it. I think the cool thing about stuff like photos and art is you can just leave it. You don't have to explain it.
  • I: Everybody sees what they want to see.
  • H: Yes exactly.
  • I: Have you seen this?
  • *video of people reacting to Harry's single*
  • I: Your fans record themselves while listening to the song for the first time. You can hear relevant analysis and apparently they all really liked it. Do you read what people say about you on social media? On Youtube, Twitter, Instagram? Do you use Instagram?
  • H: Yes I use it a little bit.
  • *The public disagrees with Harry*
  • H: Yes I use it a little bit. I mean I wish everyone was having as good time as the girl who was like that with her hands. That's what I do when I listen to the song.
  • I: Are you the one using your Instagram? Do you use your own fingers or someone else does it for you?
  • H: Yes, I do mine.
  • I: Do you still vote in Redditch?
  • H: In?
  • I: Redditch!
  • H: That's where I was born?
  • I: Yes.
  • H: I don't live in Redditch.
  • I: So you don't vote there. Where did you vote?
  • H: London, yeah.
  • I: What do you think of the Brexit? Welcome to Europe!
  • H: Thank you very much, thanks. I mean, I don't really comment on politics. To me, anything that brings people together is better than things that pull people apart. That's ... yeah.
  • I: Yet, you are in favour of equality of rights, men, women, gay people, straight people... That's politics.
  • H: I don't know. It doesn't feel like politics. I think stuff like equality feels much more fundamental. I feel like everyone is equal. That doesn't feel like politics to me.
  • I: Your fans are fetishists. They know all of your tattoos, piece of jewellery, they have heart attacks when you cut your hair. Right now you're playing with their feelings. Do you know that?
  • H: Oh ok.
  • I: Yes! What is your favourite tattoo?
  • H: I think... I have a.. probably. I don't know, actually.
  • I: Which one is the latest?
  • H: The latest is this one there. *shows Arlo* And this one. *shows Jackson*
  • I: Jackson? All of them?
  • H: Yes.
  • I: What's the story behind your haircut? How much did you spend on hair products with One Direction?
  • H: Yeah, like a lot. I used a lot, yeah.
  • I: You're in Dunkirk, Christopher Nolan's new movie.
  • H: Yes.
  • I: How did you do?
  • H: I auditioned.
  • I: Look at you there.
  • H: I am, that's me.
  • I: Yes.
  • H: I auditioned and it was great. It's going to be a really cool movie.
  • I: Harry, it feels like we know you since you're a baby. The whole world discovered you in 2010 on X Factor.
  • *video of Harry's X Factor audition*
  • I: You auditioned alone but Simon Cowell had an idea... he put you in a band with Zayn, Louis, Liam and Niall. You became One Direction. You found the name One Direction and you sold millions of albums. One Direction are soon considered as the new Beattles and you filled the biggest stadiums. The whole world was talking about you. When you go out we prayed for your eardrums. You became UK's pride. David Cameron is in one of your music videos, your sang for the Queen. But in 2015... bang! Zayn left the band, fans couldn't get over it. But don't worry, their favourite is now on the cover of the Rolling Stone magazine, he's in Christopher Nolan's new movie, he's Mick Jagger on SNL... What you don't know is that we've met in 2012. You were in France to promote an album and now I have questions. First one! When you're in a car and fans are all around you, do you see that?
  • *video of fans around a car*
  • H: I think I've actually lost my shoe there. When I got in the car... I got in the car and I was like "how many shoes do I have?" Yes I lost my shoe.
  • I: I have another question! Do you still do that before going on stage?
  • *video of Harry and Lou*
  • I: Can we do it?
  • H: No.
  • *does it anyway*
  • I: What is the weirdest question someone asked you?
  • H: I think it was actually a French interview. I got asked if I would pee in a sink... Yeah.
  • I: Ok, that's weird!
  • H: It was the first question, the first question.
  • I: It puts you in the mood.
  • H: Yeah.
  • I: What is the question you never want to be asked ever again? Did I asked you that question?
  • *Harry asks the public*
  • H: Which one? Oh crush.
  • I: What?
  • H: Crush.
  • I: Oh ok. I didn't ask it! Did you know that a French author wrote a novel about you. It's called "Styles", it's about his obsession with you. It's in French. You can translate it.
  • H: Oh! Is that true?
  • I: Yes it's true. He dedicated to you. It's called "Styles" and it's a really good book. Read it!
  • H: Thank you.
  • I: Thank you very much Harry Styles for coming tonight. His first eponymous album comes out on the 12th May. Thank you Harry Styles.
  • H: Thank you.
  • I: Have a safe journey home.

anonymous asked:

Looking at the knives circle scene, caught my attention that J has that lightbulb turned on when the daylight perfectly enters the room. Meaning that he has spent all night there and continued until morning :(

Great observation! My poor baby J.

There’s a lot of interesting things in the knife scene that I’ve been dying to talk about. So if you don’t mind, I’d like to do an analysis on the knife circle scene.

Before we start, can we just take a moment to appreciate that Joker made Harley a ring?

The ring is so meticulously placed, you know something’s wrong if Joker is making order instead of chaos.

First, the knives are all facing Joker. Now, I know in the Novelization it basically says that Joker is about to slit his throat before Frost comes through the door. So the knives being pointed at him could be a representation of his suicidal state. Btw, I just realized what those white and black wood pieces are and they are the keys to the flipped over white piano. Did everyone else realize that immediately? Am I just stupid? Probably so.

ANYWAY

Let’s look at the actually circle itself. 

The lamp is closest to him along with some kind of drink and a gun. As the Novel says, Joker is “drunk and miserable” in this scene. So I don’t think it’s rocket science to say that the drink he has is filled with alcohol. 

In my opinion, I think this circle represents what Joker thinks represents Harley the most. First, she’s deadly, as represented by the knives. Row two is the ripped out piano keys to which I’ve just thought of this theory now: The piano keys being ripped from the piano could mean that Joker used to play the piano for Harley (or maybe Harley played the piano?) and J just couldn’t stand the sight of the piano so he ripped it apart to add to his ring. His circle of Harley. 

Then a lot of things at once for the outer ring; guns, roses, champagne, green bags (drugs?), Joker cards, etc. 

Does this represent Harley’s unpredictability and Harley herself? Perhaps. 

Or is it to represent how much Joker is willing to sacrifice to get Harley back? It’s no secret that Joker is a rich man but this seems to be most if not all of his weapons. He’s saying without speaking that he’s willing to use all of his weapons, his money, his power to get Harley back. At any cost, he’s getting her back. Hell hath no fury like when Joker gets Harley taken away, you know what I mean? 

Now to the outer circle, notice how the flower part of the roses are turned away from him. I think this is a subtle message saying that Joker and Harley both prefer violence over romance, but the only person Joker would be romantic to is Harley and vice versa. But also notice how the roses are pointed towards Harley’s pictures.What are roses the symbol of?  

“Roses can be used as a symbol of romantic promise, hope and new beginnings.” (x

“Long associated with beauty and perfection, red roses are a time-honored way to say ‘I love you’….there’s no better way than a bouquet of red roses to express your feelings.” (x) 

I see you, Mr. J. I see you. 

This is the best image I could find of the computers and iPads but those are definitely pictures of Harley and (maybe??) Harley’s criminal record. I’m pretty sure one of them is this picture.  

The cute part is I’m pretty positive that those are Joker cards around her pictures. So J is trying everything in his power to get back to him. Even if it’s just a picture and a card. Adorable desperate clown boyfriend. 

Now I know you are probably thinking ‘WHAT ABOUT THE BABY CLOTHES?!1?!!?” Well since I personally don’t like the idea of Joker and Harley having a baby (don’t hate me) I’m going to agree with what Jared said, “There are some things better left to the imagination, but if you look closely, you’ll find quite a few little toys and trinkets and items there, and you know, I think the Joker probably collects some things in a way a serial killer may keep a locket of your hair or a couple of your fingernails.” (x)

Does it mean that Joker has killed babies? Maybe, he’s done worse in the comics. 

Also I’ve seen many people say that J’s outfit and mannerisms in this scene is very reminiscent of this scene where Joker cries on his knees in front of Harley. Let me say that again, Joker cries on his knees to Harley. This Joker crying scene is in the same comic where it is implied that Joker skins a man alive for looking at Harley at a strip club. Interesting that those events are kind of played out in Suicide Squad. Seeing as Joker is so sad in this scene that he has to draw a smile on his face and in the club scene he shoots Monster T for looking/flirting with Harley.

I’ve said this before, but I want to say it again. I’ve seen some people say that’s a tear on J’s cheek when he says “Where is she?” But I fully believe that it is a scar. Joker has a vertical scar under his eye which I think is catching the light and I think that is being mistaken for a tear.

Thanks! Happy Holidays!!

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Show Recap – 04/03/17

I’ve seen the show a few times now, so at this point I’m fairly picky about what I want to see. I have favourite versions of scenes and lines. I have favourite actors and actresses in the various roles. While every performance is always amazing, I have two main criteria for what constitutes a Good Show, as in, an above average performance of the play. 1. I want it to make me feel something. I want someone to make me cry, or flail, or laugh uproariously, or have to bury my face in my scarf to contain all my emotions. 2. I want to gain new insight into the characters, or the story, or the show itself. During this particular performance, both criteria were absolutely and completely met. 

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anonymous asked:

Good night! :) The request are still open? Maybe can I ask some HC, please? I've got this idea for a time and... How do you think the RFA boys + V & Saeran react to a Fem!S/O who's always been treated like a man for her family and friends? Like she talks, dress, act and treat other people like a man, but gets all shy and blush when her S/O treats her like a female because she thinks that she's not pretty enough to use dresses and stuff like that. Maybe a little bit of nsfw in this? Thank u!!

Good night/day to you, anon :) And of course, you can request things! My ask box is always open!! 

I hope I got your request right - it’s like a…”tomboy” mc, yeah? ahh I’ll try my best, please let me know if I read your request wrong ^^;; I hope you enjoy anyways! And for you, a little nsfw thrown in~ 

alSO I know anon said the rfa boys, but I can’t leave my wife out so she’s in a separate post! edit: which is now [here]!!!

nsfw-ish! (tbh it’s not that nsfw but i tr ied) 


Yoosung

  • it never really occurred to yoosung that mc wasn’t very ‘feminine’, but he did realize the only time he saw her in a dress was at the party
  • which was totally her choice, but it was also how she acted
  • she seemed to always try to be tough, taking on things she probably shouldn’t be doing but again, go her! 
  • but he felt bad that she wanted to carry all those heavy boxes and such
  • then when they went shopping one day, he saw her eyeing this dress 
  • he asks her about it and she says no, which made him pout
  • they left without that dress but he was determined to get it for her..so he did, surprise! 
  • mc grinned at first but then got all shy and asked him why he bought it
  • “Because you wanted it! I could tell..I just..thought you would like it..” what an angel
  • she tells him that yes! she does like it, but she doesn’t think she could pull it off *confused yoosung noises*
  • “honey, you’re beautiful!!” she gets even more blushy and shakes her head 
  • yoosung literally attacks her with kisses until she’s all giggly - kissing her face, neck, and to her shoulders, that they end up on the couch
  •  “come on, hun. how am I beautiful? I never wear dresses!” “you’re beautiful no matter what you wear-even wearing nothing, I want you to wear whatever you want”
  • this whole time, he’s like on top of her on the couch
  • “even wearing nothing?…” mc asks, smiling up at him. he blushes. 
  • “yes. and i’ll show you.” and boy oh boy he does

707 / Luciel / Saeyoung

  • saeyoung kinda knew what was going on, but really found out when he was trying to convince her to cosplay with him
  • “but mc, it would be so fun!!” “but saeyoung, you want to put me in a dress.” 
  • *pouts* “but you’ve seen me in a dress..” “that’s not the point”
  • “please please?? i won’t show anyone or take pictures and even put it on myself!” to really prove it, he throws on a dress himself
  • mc finally agrees 
  • he lets her pick the dress, but doesn’t let her lift a finger after that 
  • helps her undress and even put the other dress on 
  • mc is all blushy 1. from the undressing and 2. from wearing the dress
  • saeyoung grins at her when he’s done and ends up staring a bit
  • mc blushes more, “saeyoung, you’re staring..” “well…you’re hot”
  • “you’re ridiculous” “no seriously. I admit that I glanced a little while helping you” “sAEYOUNG”
  • “I mean, I can return the favor” and he literally takes his dress off right there
  • wow mc is red 
  • and now he starts pointing out his physical insecurities, all of which mc finds ridiculous he looks so good
  • she can’t help herself and starts kissing to what he points to 
  • and now her dress is off and he’s doing the same for her 
  • at the end of that, they look at each other until saeyoung pulls her into a deep kiss
  • guess we’ll have to cosplay another day

Zen 

  • they were looking through his old costumes and some of them were a little, uh, revealing not anywhere bad geez i mean they were ripped
  • mc is kind of amazed. she asks how he wears them without being so self-conscious 
  • turns out he has a process, it’s not just his ego my boy here has his share of  insecurities 
  • she tries that process one day with a dress when he wasn’t home
  • but he got home early !! and saw her !!! 
  • obviously zen thinks she looks like The Most Beautiful Person Ever 
  • but mc blushes and runs to the closet to hide 
  • “babe! where are you going? that dress looks great on you!” 
  • “no it doesn’t, zen! stop it. I’m just gonna wear jeans forever, even to the party.”  what a dramatic couple 
  • he convinces her to come out of the closet, the dress still on
  •  but she has he arms crossed and is all pouty and not looking at him
  • luckily, he knows exactly what to do
  • he takes one of her hands and kisses from her hand to her shoulder, whispering little compliments until he gets to the other one 
  • and the next thing she knows, he’s doing that for everything?? 
  • her face, stomach, chest, even her legs hahahah i love the body worship hc 
  • and now she’s blushing for a whole other reason…which zen also takes care of ;))

Jumin

  • oh boy
  • this man wants to spoil mc with dresses, but she never wears them 
  • he asks about that at dinner one night
  • and mc spills that she thinks she’s not pretty enough to wear dresses and it’s so much easier to just…be not feminine 
  • he understands, a little
  • and you know, he could just.. tell her that he thinks she’s beautiful and that she could try wearing dresses if she wanted to 
  • but noooo 
  • this man had to buy her a bunch to tell her
  • mc is shocked when she got home 
  • “i just..” jumin starts, “I think you’re beautiful, and I want you to feel comfortable in whatever you wear. So I thought we’d practice, just here”
  • she indulges him and they have a mini fashion show that’s just her 
  • jumin is there like “wow my wife is amazing”
  • she starts getting more confident at like, the 6th dress but she also starts getting tired
  • so they take a break, she sits next to him on their bed
  • he pulls her over and makes her look at him
  • “see, my love? you’re beautiful in anything..” mc smiles “which was your favorite?” she asks 
  • “this one.” he answers, “because I’m taking it off”

V / Jihyun

  • also pretty much doesn’t care and actually didn’t notice she never wore dresses (ps this baby got the surgery here he deserves this)
  • until he asked her to do a photoshoot with him! 
  • he get so excited about backgrounds and outfits its so cute
  • but mc starts getting shy and of course, he notices  
  • so he asks her about it 
  • and looking into his eyes, mc has to tell the truth i couldn’t lie to him either tbh
  • he listens and smiles at her softly when she finishes talking
  • “oh, angel..you can wear absolutely anything you want and if you don’t want to wear dresses, you don’t have to.” 
  • however, she decides to wear one. Just for him and the photoshoot
  • she surprises him when she comes out of the changing room and V is like, in awe 
  • he thinks she is amazing! wonderful! and he lets her know! 
  • *cue blushy mc* *and grinny jihyun*
  • he gives her a kiss for the surprise and wants to give her like, thousands more
  • but since he’s not that into pda, he takes her into the dressing room to shower her with kisses
  • and then mc says she’s “uncomfortable” in the dress again and that she needs his help “taking it off” bad mc
  • thank god he has his own studio 

Saeran 

  • my bean here gives no fucks 
  • mc is thankful bc she’s so comfortable around him and can do whatever 
  • until the rest of the rfa tells her she has to wear a dress for the party
  • so she tells him to complain a little, but she’s still gonna do it
  • “i think it’d be nice to see you in a dress. different, but nice”
  • aw damn, now she really has to 
  • they go shopping together, saeran picks a really pretty one and she loves it
  • but in the dressing room, she doesn’t think she looks that good
  • “hey, mc! do you need any help in there or?” he calls out
  • “uh, no thank you..I don’t think I’m gonna get it though, Saeran”
  • “why? let me see.” and so he comes in 
  • he tilts his head “you look great in it, why don’t you want it?”
  • she gives him the mini explanation given their whereabouts
  • he frowns and turns them to face the mirror again 
  • “look, I think you look beautiful in this dress. and I know the rest of the rfa will, too. if you really don’t want to wear it, I’ll tell them myself, but if you like it, get it.”
  • both of them are blushing now, but saeran means it
  • and she buys it. they walk out of the store holding hands
  • look i have a hc that saeran is ace so…. 

spiritedopal  asked:

Hey I think I've got a request :3 sfw. So it'd be an AU, I don't know what type. Bill and Dipper probably wouldn't know each other yet (or just never talked to each other) and at some point they find themselves alone in a room (*shrugs*) and Bill goes to Dipper like, "hey, have you seen the man of my life? He's in this room right now" (insert wink) and Dip would be like "but we're the only ones here" or something before actually understanding what he meant. Aaand the rest is up to you^^

Ok sorry it took so long. So it’s a collage AU I guess? anyway I hope you like it.

-Requests are still open-

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The party was loud and crazy with tons of people and Pyronica and Kryptos had successfully smuggled several crates of various kinds of beer in despite the college’s no alcohol rule. In other words, this was Bill’s kind of party. 

He walked around saying hey to people. Suddenly he bumped into someone. It was a girl with completely rainbow hair and a rhinestone encrusted cut off shirt that claimed unicorns were jerks. She looked more like she should be at a rave not a collage party.

“Sorry girl, didn’t see ya.”
She looked at him.
“It’s cool. You’re Bill right?”
“I guess all pretty girls have heard of me then.”

Bill winked at her for the sole purpose of being flirty. He wasn’t really interested in this glittery human rainbow. The girl giggled and punched him in the arm. The intent had been playful but she hit hard and Bill knew there would be a bruise in that spot later.

“You flirt. Sorry, I’m taken but if you want to hit on someone my brother is hiding in one of the back rooms and he’s single. You’re cute and he’s gay as fuck so you might have a chance.”

She winked at Bill.
“Good luck.”

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anonymous asked:

I've never seen "Love never dies". I've heard ALW ruined the characters and the original story,but do you think I should still see it at least once?

Hi Anon. I think that Love Never Dies is worth seeing, if nothing else because like it or not, it has become part of the discourse of the Phandom.

However, if you don’t want to watch it, but still want to know what happens, I’d recommend watching Christi Esterle’s hilarious Musical Hell review. Actually, watch her review regardless of whether you watch LND, because it will make you laugh until you cry:

http://musicalhell.blogspot.com/2013/02/musical-hell-review-love-never-dies.html

In my opinion, LND is an utterly ridiculous, musicalized au phanfiction (reminiscent of a lot of 90s badphic) that bears little to no resemblance to ALW’s Brilliant Original production of Phantom.

Raoul and the Girys have probably suffered the most character assassination, but Christine and Mr. Y (the Phantom’s name in the musical) are drastically different, as well. I think that LND is slightly more palatable to watch if you go from the assumption that it is a standalone musical, and not an actual sequel to Phantom of the Opera, since the amount of change that the characters undergo is far more than even 50 years would produce, let alone 10.

I watched the Australian production of LND once, and I’m glad that I did, though I have no desire to see it again. The music is very pretty, and is the best that ALW has composed since Sunset Boulevard (although in typical ALW fashion, the theme song, “Love Never Dies,” was most likely stolen from Charles Williams’ “Jealous Lover,” which was the theme to the Jack Lemmon film, “The Apartment” — listen here).

Anna O’Byrne and Simon Gleeson are both excellent as Christine and Raoul, and I give Simon Gleeson extra props for making Raoul a sympathetic character, even though ALW and Ben Elton tried to turn him into a villain. Ben Lewis is unintentionally hilarious as the Phantom, and makes some of the most bizarre faces I’ve ever seen outside of a silent movie. The costumes are gorgeous and the sets are lavish, though they went overboard with some of the sets, especially “Beauty Underneath,” making a creepy scene even creepier in all the wrong ways.

The main problem is the plot. I cannot fathom why ALW thought that Frederick Forsyth and then Ben Elton were the right people to collaborate with to write the book. I am convinced that Forsyth and Elton read a bunch of 90s E/C badphics as part of their research, because the plot is an amalgam of a lot of the popular storylines of that day: Christine leaves with Raoul but regrets her decision, so she secretly comes back to Erik and they proceed to have wild, passionate, and mindblowing sex (despite the fact that they are both virgins, and Erik has SEVERE body image issues, but whatevs). Christine becomes preggers, and returns to Raoul carrying Erik’s baby. Raoul then becomes abusive/gambling/alcoholic, etc. and Christine pines for Erik and regrets that she didn’t stay with him (you know, the guy who threatened to kill her fiance if she didn’t agree to marry him, if we’re following the ALW storyline). Then Christine and Erik meet again and reunite passionately, and various madness ensues.

Added to this convolution is the way that Meg and Mme Giry’s characters were handled, which takes a badphic and makes it awful.

I don’t drink, but if I did, I imagine that watching LND would make an amusing drinking game — like, drink every time Ben Lewis makes a crazy face, or drink every time Raoul’s character gets assassinated. In either case, one would probably get drunk pretty quickly.

Another way to watch LND would be to dress up and bring props, like one does for Rocky Horror Picture Show. So one could, for instance, dress up as Bathing Beauty or as a circus freak, and then throw condoms and other contraceptives at the screen during “Beneath a Moonless Sky.” Or perhaps do a floor show, complete with crappy imitations of the costumes, dancing, and lip syncing.

Anyway, the overall gist of what I’m trying to say is don’t take LND too seriously, feel free to enjoy the parts that you find enjoyable, don’t feel obligated to like or dislike any part of it, and if nothing else, watch Christi Esterle’s Musical Hell review, because it will probably make you laugh harder than you have all week.

anonymous asked:

I hope its okay if I vent on anon. So basically I'm a piece of shit who wants to die. My mother does not care at all about what I do or my opinions. If I fell off a bridge she wouldn't care. Her boyfriend is a fucking asshole who asks you questions and if he hates the answer he screams in your face repeatably until you cry. In the 8th grade I was cutting then I stopped but I started again and I don't know what to do. I've tried the alternative stuff but it doesn't work. Okay I'm done.

okay im writing the entire thing all over again…

its okay i completely understand if youre not comfortable coming off anon :)

first of all im really bad at organizing my thought so sorry in advance 

okay here we go:

YOU are not a piece of shit YOU  are a human being who deserves to be loved and respected as much as anyone else in the world does!!!

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valetudinarian  asked:

Could you maybe do a demon Harry and angel Niall where Niall is God's top angel? And Harry is Satan's right hand man? And they end up crossing paths on earth and fall for each other? I've been thinking about this all damn day.

Oh, I absolutely LOVE these kind of fics! I made a little edit, for the title. c:

It probably won’t be to long. And I’ll add a bit of smut, yeah? (;

Additional Tags: Demon!Harry, Angel!Niall, Heaven/Hell!AU, Smut (Rimjobs, blowjobs, rough sex, public sex, bottom!niall, top!harry, anal)

(A/N: If I get anything religion related wrong, I’m sorry! I’m an atheist, and don’t know that much about God and stuff. But I tried! enjoy! .x)

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mikisticky  asked:

You know how you've been discussing Shirazu getting to like Touka (who would be mom #2 in the group) but Sasaki notices and steps up his game and yeah they get together and stuff? Idk I'm bad at this, but could that be a prompt to a fic? I'd love to read that and I need more tousaki in my life. (I've already read all of yours like twice) (I love your fics)

  • thank you stupedly​ and maetharin​ for the prompts! (and for reading & liking my previous fics :’D)
  • set sometime after TG:re chapter 17. 2947 words (lol how does this happen)
  • CWs: nothing really, except that this is somewhat OOC/lolzy -cough- hope you enjoy!

excerpt:

“’T-Touka-chan?’” Haise echoes in a strained voice. “You’re calling her that already? Have you…seen her? Since the last meeting? You’re that close already?”

“Uh, well, no.” Shirazu coughs. “But! I think I’m gonna ask her to a date soon. Maybe at our next meeting.”

Kirishima Touka. On a date with Shirazu. Kirishima Touka’s smile, aimed at Shirazu. Kirishima Touka’s fingers interlinked, with Shirazu’s.

Over my dead body, hisses the voice in Haise’s head.

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sekiyo  asked:

TERRIBLE THINGS SONG PREF. YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS BUT IT'S BEEN SOMETHING I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT BUT NEVER HAD THE MOTIVATION TO WRITE.

This is gonna make me cry seriously.

“Hey Dad?” A small questioned. One that appeared to be the spitting imagine of his father of his father.

“Yeah?” The tall Aussie questioned and soon realized what was going on. T

here was a picture in the hands of the small boy, one that had been taken many years ago. “Is this what mom looked like?”

“Uh…well somewhat yes. What’s going on?”

Slowly the teenaged boy scratched his head a little bit. “Can you tell me a story about her? I mean I’m moving away in a few days, and well you never really talked about her…”

A small smile turned at the edge of Luke’s lips. “Sure.”

By the time I was your age, I’d give anything
To fall in love truly, was all I could think
That’s when I met your mother, the girl of my dreams
The most beautiful woman, that I’d ever seen

Luke could remember the day he was a young 18 year old boy. The crowds cheering his name but there was only one person he wanted to impress. The girl sitting close to front row, she was screaming her lungs out and the hue of the lights made her appear like an angel. He voice caught in his throat as he began to speak, staring directly at you. “I’m sorry but there is a really attractive girl in the crowd and I can’t help but stare at her. She’s the one wearing the black New York shirt.”

You froze and realized that is was you who he was talking about. Before you could even react the crowd pushed you forward. You looked up at Luke and smiled. “Hey…”He returned your smile and motioned over to the body guard to bring you past the barrier that had been blocking you. 

With a small hop you reached him, the blond bringing your forward and pressing his forehead against yours. “Wait for me alright?" You nodded heading off stage.

She said, "Boy can I tell you a wonderful thing?
I can’t help but notice, you’re staring at me.
I know I shouldn’t say this, but I really believe,
I can tell by your eyes that you’re in love with me.”

Now, son, I’m only telling you this
Because life can do terrible things.

6 months of pure bliss. It was amazing having you as a girlfriend. As Luke opened the door to your shared apartment he saw you there, the beauty from the night before. His flannel the only thing covering your upper half and a pair of booty shorts. Suddenly, his heart was beating immensely and for the first time Luke’s eyes were open.

“Luke you’re staring…” He snapped out his thoughts when hearing you call out to him. In a heartbeat you were standing just above him, again his blue eyes taking everything that he was looking at. “You keep staring…I might be crazy but Lucas, the way you’re looking at me, I think you might just be in love.”

Now, most of the time we’d have too much to drink
And we’d laugh at the stars and we’d share everything
Too young to notice, and too dumb to care
Love was a story that couldn’t compare.

Another giggle escaped your lips as you passed the bottle to Luke. It had been almost 10 months since you started dating, and being on tour was probably the best part of it. Travelling and being with your boyfriend.

2am in the morning and despite the fact that Luke had been drunk he could remember. The way your hair was disheveled, the way your jacket was falling off the side of your shoulder, and you stood on the railing of the roof. You had spread your arms wide, as if the wind were going to catch you.

The male got up from his seat to wrap his arms around you and rest his chin on your shoulder. “I love you, (Y/N)… utterly in love with you.”He confessed placing chaste kisses against your neck.

Your head bent back and you sighed. “I want to marry you so badly Luke, you don’t understand.”The sudden words shocked him and you just shook your head, point to a star and then laughed. “Mmm…that won’t ever happen. We’re too young and completely out of our minds.”

But that was something that Luke did not believe was true.

I said, “Girl, can I tell you a wonderful thing?
I made you a present with paper and string.
Open with care now, I’m asking you, please.
You know that I love you, will you marry me?”

Now, son, I’m only telling you this
Because life can do terrible things
You’ll learn, one day, I’ll hope and I’ll pray,
That God shows you differently.

A full year and a half together. Luke was surprised that you lasted this long despite all the travelling, sometimes fighting, and the rumors that would constantly go around. In the storm of it all you were the calm wind that he loved so much.

He had just gotten back from touring the world and you were there waiting. A hot summer day, the heater on and your hair was all messy. It was the perfect opportunity to surprise you that he was back home early. You were on your laptop probably on twitter or something. 

Luke watched the smile curl on your face. “God…I can’t wait till he come homes." 

"Guess you don’t have to wait long then.” Almost immediately your head whipped around to see him.

The familiar feeling of you hugging him as returned. Your arms around his shoulders as he has to bend down to fully wrap around you. It was like hugging a kitten, and you fit so perfectly together.

Then Luke instantly pulled away, remembering what brought him back so early. You put on a puppy dog face, as if had done something. “Sorry Princess, I just remember I made you something while we were in America.”

Pulling out the small little paper and string wrapped box that Luke made himself he smiled. “Luke…you didn’t have to. This is too sweet.”

“Open it. But uh…be careful okay?" 

He watched you tug at the red string and all the wrapping began to unfold, to reveal a small little silver ring that had carried a little shining gem inside of it. You mouth fell open as he took the ring and smiled. "Will you marry?" 

She said, "Boy can I tell you a terrible thing?
It seems that I’m sick and I’ve only got weeks.
Please, don’t be sad now, I really believe,
You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me.”

Slow, so slow I fell to the ground on my knees.

Luke wouldn’t have imagined how perfect his life was. After being married for 3 years, you had a small son that reminded him of himself, you had grown up to have your dream job and he had been given some small time off to spend with his family.

Although recently you had been feeling pains in your stomach but when Luke took you to the doctor they had just said it was because of your birth and that you should recover soon enough. So the happiness stayed.

Today had been a long day. Luke had gone to the studio and in the midst of coming up with a new song, you called saying that you couldn’t pick up you son. In a small panic the blond questioned to you as to why you didn’t but you just shrugged if off, saying that you were too tired to.

So naturally, Luke got into his car and picked up your son. He hurried home to make sure that you were okay. And he was right you were, just sitting there watching tv as you usually would. Lunch was already cooked and the panic had completely drained away. 

“God you scared me.”The blond stated kissing your cheek.

Blue eyes watched as you tensed under the small action and just smiled. Your son rushed over to you and you peppered him with kisses, something that Luke would always remember. “Honey…can you go upstairs for a second. I need to speak with daddy.”

“Mommy are you crying?" 

"Please sweetie. Just don’t ask alright?”You sniffled wiping the tears away as you let your son go. He turned to face you and then ran upstairs as if he had been in trouble.

In a panic once again Luke rushed over to you watching the tears spill from your cheeks. “Love what’s wrong?”

“I went to see the doctor today…I only have the rest of the month with you." 

So don’t fall in love, there’s just too much to lose
If you’re given the choice, then I beg you to choose
To walk away, walk away, don’t let her get you.
I can’t bear to see the same happen to you.

Now, son, I’m only telling you this
Because life can do terrible things

Luke choked on his last words as he smiled in a rather ambivalent way. Your son shocked at hearing the words that had left his mouth. He appeared to be ready to cry but he couldn’t. "Did that really happen?”

“Yeah. I’ve never been more in love with anyone in my life and it was just taken away from me. Life does terrible things, son.”

5sos preference #1; he sees your twitter and you're are just a fan

ASHTON; [his pov] it was just another boring day in the studio, like always. song writing sucked, and to make it even better, i had a huge writer’s block. michael was in the recording booth trying some lyrics out he wrote down while i sat there on the couch, lazily scrolling trough my mentions on twitter. as i clicked yet again another follow button, my eyes fell on some beautiful girl that asked if i could follow her for like, the 1000th time. i clicked on her profile and soon enough was blown away. i sat up straight as i clicked on some of her selfies she posted. she wasnt like a famous twitter person, like the one’s with almost as much follower’s as me. she had about 1.225 followers, but she deserved millions. i was still scrolling trough her photo’s as i felt someone standing infront of me. ❝who’s that?❞ i heard michael’s husky voice as my head snapped up. ❝i have no idea mate, but what i do know, is that i have to get her number❞

CALUM; [his pov] for the seventh time this week, i scrolled trough her tweets again. Y/N, aka the most beautiful girl i have ever seen. her tweets were the most funny thing i’ve ever seen, and it always made me feel a little better inside to know that i was her fav. i wanted to dm her so bad and maybe get to know her a little better, but ofcourse, i was to scared. funny, isnt it? the big celebrity it to scared to ask out a girl, who happened to be a fan aswell. ❝ask her out❞ i heard a voice behind me. i jumped up in shock, nearly dropping my phone in response. ❝w–what?❞ ❝ask that girl out you’ve been drooling over the past week❞ ashton muttered as he rolled his eyes, grabbing my phone out of my hands. he was typing something, and i knew exactly what he was doing, but i didnt stop him. ❝there ya go mate, now lets wait till she freaks out and replies❞

MICHAEL; [your pov] with my heart beating fast so that it nearly exploded from my chest and my hands shaking badly, i stared at my phone with wide eyes. did michael clifford, THE michael clifford from 5 seconds of summer just tweet me? and to top it all, he told me that i looked beautiful in all my pictures and that he really liked my tweets?! i tried my best not to cry, or scream, or throw my phone against the wall. with my hands still shaking, i typed out a reply, trying to act as chill and relaxed as possible. @YourTwitterName @Michael5sos well thank you kind sir, you look really good in all your pictures aswell i probably sounded like a total weirdo, but honestly, i didnt give a shit on the moment

LUKE; [your pov] i let out yet another deep groan as the teacher started talking yet again about some boring shit about math. taking my phone from my pocket, like most people by now, i scrolled trough my mentions instead of listening about some shit about shapes or whatever it was about. i tweeted one of my best internet friends, who i obviously met trough this popular band called 5 seconds of summer. i had loved them ever since i found out about them like one and a half year ago. laughing at one of her tweets about how she wanted luke hemmings to fuck her really badly, a 1 popped up above my messages. i opened it quickly, since i never really got dm’s often. and i swear my heart stopped for a second as i opened it the message. i read it again, and again, and again until i let out a loud squeal, which startled everyone around me and caused the teacher to stop talking. ❝miss Y/N Y/L/N would you like to stop being such a girl and please pay attention to me?❞ i nodded quickly, my cheeks brighting up as i looked down at my phone again. luke motherfucking hemmings just asked me for my number? was this real life or was i just seeing things since this lecture from the teacher was making me sleepy. obviously, i replied straight away, giving him my number, sending a winky face aswell because why not. and within minutes, i got a new text message —-