Just watched the NBC Coverage of the four continents Men’s Freeskate and I swear to god …
SHOMA UNO YOU SKATED THE MOST ARTISTICALLY. YOU WERE AMAZING. EVERY BEAT, EVERY SHIFT IN TEMPO…
YUZURU HANYU WAS BEAUTIFUL AS ALWAYS AND BOYO WASN’T PLAYING AROUND, EITHER. SO SERIOUS. POPPED A QUAD BUT STILL MANAGED 112 TECHNICAL AND SET RECORDS
MFUCKIN NATHAN CHEN FRICKIGN DESTROYING THE TECHNICAL SCORE CAP LIKE WTF BRO ANOTHER 5 QUAD PERFORMANCE 115 JUST IN TECHNICAL POINTS HOLY SHIT 307+ TOTAL SCORE YOU ARE RIDICULOUS
(And while Jason Brown didn’t come anywhere near a medal, his routine was my favorite tonight! Love watching this man skate - his artistry, grace, and just absolute ‘joy’ while he’s out there murders me. He’s just beautiful to watch - one of the most flexible male skaters on the ice)
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A very intense episode!!! I swear my heart was in my throat the entire time. Tom Hardy…. oh my god.. the man can not dig any deeper into the acting well. Just phenomenal what he has to do each week. Overall I think it was one of the best episodes thus far. Everything is unraveling, and coming together in a way. So, I can tell you two things straight away that might not be too revealing:
1) If you don’t love Lorna Bow by now, I think you are vastly missing something. My love for her shot up about 200% in this episode. Her heart and strength are the backbone of this otherwise bleak, black, often soul-less show. Her commitment to find evidence to prove James innocence - my god her heart!! And I think she may just adopt all the children?? But for now it’s quite a thing that she is basically taking care of things on the home-front for Mr James Delaney, and he’d better appreciate it. And so should the rest of you who think that it is boring AF – who the heck do you think makes the world go around and holds it up when it’s about to crash? People like Lorna Bow, who quietly go about just Doing The Damn Work That Needs Doing. But, I hope I never have to pluck a duck.
I know I know I hear ya – she could still betray him possibly? Yep - this show could pull anything over on us. But, I rather highly doubt it at this point because exactly…. how? About what? And I am sure Robert was sent to the Delaney home because he trusts Lorna to care for him. And I have a reason I suspect he’s already chosen her to be with him. But I will hold onto that for now…
2) My heart cannot take much more watching James in pain. Like.Enough.Already. That torture was extremely hard to watch. My stomach was clenched the entire time. How much more can this man endure? LOVE that he got what he wanted in the end. He’s supposed to be so evil, but how interesting is it that we see the extreme heart of this man when push comes to shove… … hmmmm sure hope there’s a woman of equally stout heart who could be a good match for him. *wink* You know, someone who actually is like him. Can’t wait for this conversation between James and Strange next week – you just know that he is going to unleash on that man, and probably has something BIG on Mr Stuart Strange that will likely secure his release.
Among other things, still wondering if Robert is in fact his son?? Because Brace does refer to him as The Bastard – meaning in the old time use of the word folks. There is absolutely no indication at all that he could be the child of James and Zilpha. Maybe it’s best to just not say, for his sake? Besides, by the way Lorna immediately puts her arm around him and takes him inside and continues to care for him? honestly, who do you think would be a better caretaker/mom anyway? so speaking of crazy people….
That brings us to perhaps the biggest shock, although if you were just completely enthralled by Tom’s half naked body last week and failed to see the greater detail to the incest sex scene - you perhaps were surprised at how it ended tonight. I’m sorry people, but the very idea that she thought they could continue on after THAT? She’s crazy. The fact that she was even willing? Crazy. It truly showed how they are not the same people At All. The fact that this was the FIRST real conversation they have ever had, and it still was essentially an argument? A definite case of too little too late. And honestly, I think James was disgusted by the fact she basically killed her husband to be with him, then tried to suggest that he told her to do it, and then also passed he burden of covering it up to him. And then gave in to him when he was essentially an ass to her. Immediately after the funeral. His eyes have been opened. He’s changed since he was a young man she could easily play about. Since Oona is listed for 8 episodes, we haven’t seen the last of Zilpha, but I highly doubt that there will be a last minute change of heart. That diamond - her second one mind you - slammed on the desk was pretty final. And personally, I didn’t buy those tears for a minute. Quite honestly, I don’t have anything but best wishes for her character - I hope this finally means the two of them can find some happiness - in other places.
So, now its just a matter of James getting free and who is going to sail away with him. If you had a keen eye, you probably spotted some letters on his writing table – I am pretty sure they will be very important in the finale. The preview for #8 shows Robert delivering them. Also, I highly doubt the betrayals are over just yet. The Crown certainly will try everything, even if the EIC makes a deal with him. I am sure someone of his league is probably dishonest too.
It seems to me that James Delaney is very much alive at this point in time. So there goes all those supernatural theories out the window. The question is, with the Crown and the Company and now the Prince Regent, and probably the Americans too all pressing down upon his head, and likely at least one traitor still in his league….. will he remain that way until the end?
Was walking with my brother and he saw a Logan poster and said, “I wish they’d stop making Wolverine movies. They’re just beating a dead horse.”
We agreed, and were about to cross the street when I swear to god, Logan was right there.
You don’t understand. For a second I thought it was Hugh Jackman dressed as Wolverine, but it wasn’t Hugh. He looked more like Wolverine than Hugh. He had the hair, the face, the jacket. I cannot stress how much this man embodied Wolverine
He said, “but Wolverines the best though, right?”
My brother says “of course,” and Logan responds “Good answer.”
Then he strides off, and me and my brother were silent for about five minutes.
Then we spent the next half an hour trying to figure out if Fox was paying people to dress as Logan as some kind of guerrilla promotion, or if the Xmen are just there, out there
💕 💕 jealous!bucky where your ex-fiancee comes back and you have to work w/ him and bucky becomes real protective 💕 💕
Warnings: some swearing, creepy ex
“Oh god,” You whisper as that all too familiar man walks into your office. “Oh god no,” You’d recognize that sneer and glinting eyes anywhere, that was your ex. And not just any old ex, this was your ex- fiancee. You gulp as he walks down the aisles with pride in his step, obviously very pleased with himself for being able to worm his way through S.H.I.E.L.D. You turn your head away as he walks by, hoping he didn’t catch a glimpse of your face and for a minute you actually had hope that it worked. He continued to walk down aisles, his steps getting further and further away before they suddenly stop as does your heart. The footsteps come back your way and your heart begins to beat within your chest, god please let him pass you, please let him pass you.
“(Y/N), is that you?” His voice had you nearly cringing, the greasy tony brought back some not so nice memories. Despite this you turn to look at him with a forced smile, trying your best not to look as annoyed as you were.
“Yep,” You chuckle, “It’s me,”
“Oh my god,” He smiles, showcasing his teeth. “I haven’t seen you in ages,” Yeah, that was kinda the point dipshit. “This is crazy!” You smile a little wider, causing you to feel like your skin may crack at the force.
“So uh- uh what’re you doing here?” You suppress a groan at this longer than needed conversation instead deciding upon smiling more and answering the question.
“I’m a field agent, sometimes I work alongside the Avengers-” At this his eyes widen and his jaw nearly drops.
“You work with the Avengers? That’s so cool!” You merely nod, hoping this conversation would end soon. “So does this mean you’ve met Tony Stark? Oh my god, have you met Captain America?”
“Haha, yep, I sure have,” The man sighs, folding his arms over his chest as he stares at you in a less than comfortable fashion.
“That is incredible (Y/N),” You only nod, hoping your face didn’t portray just how uncomfortable you were getting. The stupid man was just about to open his mouth again when the doors to the room open once again and this time the person who walks in is far more pleasant than the man before you.
“Bucky,” You sigh out as your present fiancee walks in the room, his other half not far behind. Bucky and Steve seemed to be engaged in quite the conversation when Bucky turns to look at you, smiling softly as his gaze connects to yours.
You want to jump from your seat and run to his side, grab him and hold him like your life depended on it but you can’t, not with Mr. Sleazy standing right beside you. So instead you wait until Bucky waves goodbye to Steve and begins to make his way over to you to get up and excuse yourself momentarily.
“Sorry,” You give the man a tight lipped smile as you stand, dusting your suit off before standing a bit taller. “I’ll be right back,” You walk past him and instead to Bucky, your Bucky.
You nearly sigh in relief when Bucky opens his arms up, inviting you into his embrace. You gladly accept, wrapping your arms around his waist and nuzzling into his chest.
“Hey doll,” Bucky’s chest rumbles, soft and comforting against you.
“Hey,” You breathe out, just happy to be back by his side, rather than that creepy man’s.
“Who’s the creep lingering by your desk?” Bucky’s voice is no louder than a whisper, not wishing anyone to hear what you guys were saying.
“Remember that asshole boyfriend I told you about?” Bucky’s grip on you tightens at your words, just enough to give you a soft squeeze before it relaxes.
“Yes,” Bucky’s jaw is clenches and his words are now a hiss as he glowers at the man by your desk.
“Guess who’s working with us now?”
“Not that creep right?”
“Unfortunately yes,” Bucky growls softly as he pulls you against him a little tighter, making sure to keep you blocked from the man’s line of sight.
“Has he tried anything-”
“No Bucky,” You smile softly against the ex assassin. “He hasn’t tried anything…not yet at least,” You knew your words were only going to spurr Bucky’s little jealousy fit and you could definitely tell when he growled once again, pulling you even closer to his chest. “Buck-” You gently pat his back, “I’m just joking, he’s not going to try anything, I made it very clear we were over and that I didn’t want anything to do with him,”
“Well he’s here and he’s talking to you,”
“He works here Buck, we’re just gonna have to live with that,” Bucky sighs softly, albeit unhappily.
“If he tries anything you tell me, okay?” He tilts your head up at his words, his thumb and pointer finger clutching your chin gently. His blue eyes are boring into yours and his face is etched with concern (and jealousy). You find yourself smiling at the literally man puppy holding you before you lean in, pressing your lips to his briefly before pulling away, much to Bucky’s dismay.
“You got it Sarge,” Bucky smiles, his eyes crinkling softly at the nickname you’d given him.
You go to pull away, intending to go back to your seat and work when Bucky pulls you back against him, causing you to squeak in surprise.
“One more kiss?” Bucky asks softly as he gives a damn good pair of puppy dog eyes. You roll your eyes, feigning annoyance but you couldn’t even deny how much you loved it when Bucky asked for kisses. You lean in, pressing your lips against his once more, only intending for it to be an innocent kiss but as Bucky began to nibble on your bottom lip you realized he wanted more.
“Bucky,” You warn against his lips, after all, you were at work and you were sure Fury would kill you both if he caught the two of you displaying anymore public affection.
“(Y/N),” Bucky replies cooly as once again leans in to claim your lips as his own. You can only smile against him, making it nearly impossible to keep up the kissing. Eventually Bucky gives in, succumbing to a smile as well. “Think I made my point?” Bucky murmurs against your lips, just allowing himself that small amount of teasing pleasure.
“What point?” You murmur back, genuinely confused. Bucky smiles as he nuzzles his forehead against your own, looking just about as smug as could be.
“Think that loser over there knows you’re mine?” You peek over Bucky’s shoulder to see your ex-fiancee looking anywhere but the two of you, obviously very uncomfortable.
“I think everyone knows I’m yours you nerd,” Bucky smiles wider, causing his nose to scrunch up in the cutest way. “You know I love you right?” You ask a bit softer, just enough so that only Bucky could hear you. Bucky smiles as he wraps his arms around your waist a bit more snugly, nuzzling his scruffy face into the crook of your neck as he does so.
“I love you too,”
“Hey!” The doors open and in walks Fury, damn near seething at the sudden display of affection. “What’d I tell you motherfuckers the last time I caught you?”
So. What was the damage?“
“Various bumps and bruises,” Obi-Wan replied evasively. “A bit of scorching. A cut here and there.”
Anakin sat back, arms folded, one eyebrow skeptically raised. “And?”
“And really, there is no need to make a fuss,” said Obi-Wan, shifting uncomfortably. “I hardly think I look at death’s door. Do you?”
“Not now you don’t,” Anakin agreed. “But then, everyone knows Master Vokara Che is a genius. So—what else?”
It was almost comical to see the vaunted Master Kenobi wriggling like a tiska-worm on a hook. “Concussion,” he mumbled. “Broken hand. Broken leg. Broken shoulder. Cracked pelvis. Four broken ribs and a punctured lung. One or two internal organs jostled a bit.
Wild Space (Star Wars: The Clone Wars)
WHAT THE FUCK OBI-WAN. YOU COULD HAVE DIED.
But I totally have dakt37 fanart in my head of Obi-Wan being casually about his LIFE THREATENING injuries of this, this, this, and this.
(A/N): I feel as though I may be the wine mom of all my friends…
Request:anonymous asked: Hi! May I request Dad-Friend Steve and Mom-Friend Reader and everyone else ships them together, and they come up with a plan to get them to confess but it turns out they’ve been dating a for a while on the downlow? Thank you!
“Steve if you tell one more dad joke I swear to god,” (Y/N) stared at Steve menacingly, placing their hands on their hips as they glare at the star spangled man.
“But I’m so good at them,” Steve smiled cockily, something that was rare nowadays.
“Everyone hates them so much,”
“You all love them and you know it,” (Y/N) rolled their eyes, shaking their head in annoyance as they went back to chopping up some onions for whatever they were making but the faint smile on their face only justified Steve’s words. Meanwhile every other avenger had congregated at the dining table, all staring at the two team members fondly.
“Guys I swear they’re a thing, how could they not be?” Sam asked incredulously, albeit quietly all the while gesturing to the two as they giggled at something one of them had said.
“I don’t know,” Bucky murmurs, shaking his head. “I don’t see it,”
“I’m with Bucky here,” Nat nods her head, agreeing to Bucky’s statement. “I just don’t see it,”
“We need to find a way,” Tony buts in,” To wiggle it out of them, truly figure this all out,”
“It makes sense,” Wanda suddenly joins in the conversation, previously having said nothing at all on the matter. “Steve is the dad of the group and (Y/N) is the mom,”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Bucky wrinkles his nose in confusion, glaring at the ‘couple’ across the room.
“Bucky, (Y/N) keeps snacks in all of their bags in case any of us get hungry and Steve is constantly in protective pappa bear mode, they are the literal walking definition of Mom and Dad friend,”
“Maybe they’re already married, maybe they already are a mom and dad!” Tony gasps softly, his face dawning with surprise. “It would make sense though, right? Right?” Nat shrugs her shoulders before turning back to look at the pair who were now just smiling fondly at each other, like two teenagers in love.
“Fucking hell,” Sam mutters, shaking his head at the sight. “If they aren’t a thing then I’m giving up redwing,”
“Oh my god,” Bucky murmurs, his eyes widening in surprise. “You guys Sam just placed a bet on his precious redwing, this is getting serious,” The group continue to bicker and banter back and forth, attempting to figure out if one party was right, if Steve and (Y/N) really were a couple or if they were just really close friends who had bonded via their mom/dad relationship with everyone else.
“Do you think they know we can hear them?” Steve whispers to (Y/N) who is smiling faintly as they continue to merrily chop away at food.
“I don’t think so, maybe that’s why they’re whispering,” (Y/N) raises their eyebrows, giving Steve a mock lock of surprise as they do so. Steve merely chuckles, sliding down a bit into this seat as he turned to stare at his friends fondly.
“Do you think we should tell them?” Steve asks softly, watching as Tony whisper shouted something to Sam.
“Nah, let’s see how long we can keep this going,” (Y/N) ceases their chopping, electing to stare at their friends as well.
“I’m guessing the end of this month,” Steve murmurs, nodding his head to himself. “They are awfully close to figuring this out,”
“I’d give them to the day of our wedding announcements,” Steve nearly snorts, inhaling a bit too deeply as he laughs quite a bit. “Maybe the day of the wedding I don’t know,”
“Really? Do you think they’re that dense?”
“Steve, we’ve almost been caught-” (Y/N) pauses, giving Steve a side glance, trying to decide on which words to use for this particular phrase. “We’ve almost been caught ‘fonduing’ on more than one occasion and they’re still arguing about this, so I know I’m gonna win this,” Steve merely hums, shrugging his shoulders as he does so.
“We’ll just have to see then,”
“Yes!” Tony yelled excitedly, punching the air before getting up to high-five Sam and Wanda. “We were right losers!” He points to Nat, Bucky, and Bruce, all of whom had thought that (Y/N) and Steve weren’t really a thing.
“Whatever man,” Bucky grumbled, huffing as he glared down at the artsy little piece of paper in his hands, the same one every avenger was holding.
‘We cordially invite you for the marriage of Steve Rogers and (Y/N) (Y/L/N)’