this movie is so stupid and terrible

Justice League Movie Review

So I saw Justice League on Thanksgiving with the fam and it’s not terrible but it’s also really not good. I will have a spoiler part and non-spoiler part.

Straight off the bat, Avengers was better than Justice League. Avengers had a better tone, better moments, and was more enjoyable.

The movie felt more like Age of Ultron in the kind of story but Age of Ultron still was more enjoyable and had more memorable moments

I know people ragged on BvS, and I agree a lot of that movie had some stupid things, like Lex Luthor’s character, MARTHA!, and plot holes that didn’t make sense or went no where like the Flash and that kind of dream sequence thing of confusion. However, BvS had more memorable moments than Justice League. I watched Justice League and I still can’t remember a memorable moment. At least in BvS, we got that great intro to Wonder Woman, MARTHA! (even if it was stupid it was memorable stupid), and Superman’s death.

People also rag on Suicide Squad and it did have a stupid plot with bad motivations but Suicide Squad had better more memorable characters. Suicide Squad you had Harley, Deadshot, Diablo, and Captain Boomerang, all of them are more memorable and had better lines than Justice League.


-Flash was good, without him in the film this movie might be worse than BvS. Funny, comic relief, just how Flash should be. However, kind of annoyed he ended up just being the run in and save people but not fight anyone guy.
-Wonder Woman was solid, solid story motivation. Someone on Tumblr told me they ruined Wonder Woman but they didn’t. They were mad that Wonder Woman couldn’t beat the big bad and Superman could, but that really isn’t a big deal. Superman is stronger than Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman is a more skilled and trained fighter.
-Batman, I’m not sure about. He doesn’t feel like he has the intelligence of Batman. He’s like “let’s use the cube to revive Superman” and I’m like “how do you even know that would work?”. Like I guess he feels guilty and wants it to work but he just didn’t seem like how Batman should be. Also I think he was missing the entire end fight, where the fuck did he go?
-Aquaman, what the fuck did they need Aquaman for? He never really used any of his water powers. Imagine Aquaman had Aqualad from Young Justice’s ability where he made aquaweapons, that would be cool and interesting to see. Right now he’s just triton dude who looks cool. What you saw from the commercials is really the extent of Aquaman in the movie.
-Cyborg, Solid support character, but tbh he felt like the “magical element in which the plot gets solved”. Anything that needed solving, Cyborg just did it. Also I know that he is part robot but he seems so lifeless and void of any memorable personality and character. We got a Booya at the end but it felt more like a forced booyah rather than a BOOYAH!
-Superman, now this is where they fucked up. The whole movie should be renames, Justice League: Let’s Revive Superman, He’ll Handle this Shit. Of course we all know how capable and great Superman is because he’s Superman but that’s also the problem with Superman, he’s always the answer. Need Flash to rescue people, nah Superman does it better (in movie). Need Wonder Woman/Aquaman to take on the major villain, nah Superman can solo him no problem. They spent so much of the movie trying to bring back/hope Superman can bail them out. I much rather them build on Cyborg or Aquaman.

Also the villain was pretty generic, I’m still kinda confused about his motivation. Also he had generic unexplained powers of “I’m the main villain, it’s tough to beat me.

The Random family defending their home was actually enjoyable 

I can say BvS was a clusterfuck of a movie but it was a somewhat entertaining and fun clusterfuck.

I can say Suicide Squad had a stupid villain and bad plot but had some great memorable characters.

I didn’t get much from Justice League. There wasn’t really a standout moment that made me care. There wasn’t really a standout character I cared about by the end. Stuff kinda just happened is how I can describe the movie

The movie I can compare this movie to is more like Thor 2. Not memorable, generic villain, nothing really happened. It’s not like it was bad like “I want my money back bad or I wasted my time bad” more like bad compared to a lot of other movies and not memorably bad.

If I had to score this it would be 3.5/10, the same way I felt about Thor 2, it was kinda just a movie that happened that I wouldn’t want to really see again even on TV. I do think this is a movie they can build from simply because they introduced new characters.

Kidnapped! Prompts

Anonymous said:Got any prompts about the hero being kidnapped?

Anonymous said:Your hero and villain prompts are the best thing. Could I possibly get some prompts about a captured hero who is totally crushing on the villain, who totally knows it?

Anonymous said:Could I please have some prompts for a man who is terribly in love with someone he kidnapped? 

Anonymous said:Good afternoon! Could I get a couple of prompts about the hero and villain having to work together in order to escape a much worse villain who has captured them? 

Anonymous said:Hero capturing the villain and vice Versa prompts? 

1) “Open your eyes.” The villain dragged the hero over to the window, with a vice like grip on their arm. “Open them. Let me show you how beautiful the world looks burning.”

2) “Gotta love the movies,” the villain said. “It makes so many stupid people think that dangerous means chemistry.” They shook their head, laughed. “It makes it all so easy. All you ever have to do is let people believe that they might just be your exception.” 

3) “I’m sorry, I love you.”
“You don’t kidnap people when you love them.” 
“I couldn’t let you die with the rest of them.” 

4) l“For a moment there, I thought you were going to let them have me,” the hero said weakly. “Convenient diversion for your escape, and all that.” They met the villain’s stare - close in their hiding place, bodies pressed together. The tramp of footsteps down the corridor faded away. 
“For a moment there,” the villain murmured. “So did I.”

5) “But you,” the hero laughed. “You are nothing. There are a hundred people who do it just like you and thinks hurting someone makes them god. Give it a couple of years, and despite all your efforts, nobody is even going to remember your name.” 
The villain spat in their face. 
The hero smiled grimly, and straightened, stepping back from the cell. “Enjoy rotting for what you’ve done. Your immortality’s not going to feel so good then.”

6) “You don’t understand - I’m on your side!”
“Nobody’s ever on our side.”

7) “You’ve kidnapped me to an empty restaurant?” the hero raised their brows.
The villain waved their hand and a glassy-eyed server came over to set down drinks and a plate of hors d’oeuvres.
“As if I would be so stupid as to take you to my base so you can have a look around. Isn’t that what you wanted? Besides.” A gleam entered the villain’s eyes as they speared one of the appetizers with their fork and held it across the table. “It’s almost like a date, don’t you think?”
The hero faltered. The villain looked rather too knowing when they said that. 

8) “You’re kidding me,” the villain said flatly. “We don’t have time to rescue all your little friends! Security are going to notice us missing any minute.”
“I’m not leaving without them - and you know you’re not getting anywhere without me. So you want to stand here bickering about it or try and think where your not so bosom-buddy is holding them?”

9) “Oh would you look at that,” the villain drawled. “You got me. Your plan worked. You’re probably more terrified then I am - you don’t have the slightest clue what to do with me now, do you?” 
“I’m sure I’ll figure something out.”

10) “You know, this is kind of an inconvenient time for me. Any chance we can schedule this in for tomorrow instead?”

That ADHD thing where
  • friend: *speaks*
  • me: *nods, sips iced lemonade*
  • my train of thought: would you look at this little ice cubes, they're melting, oh this reminds me so much of the Arctic and it's so sad, DAMN CLIMATE CHANGE, it's becoming too hot and the polar bears are gonna die, speaking of polar bears and hot, why the fuck would you take an animal that needs to live where it's fucking freezing to a goddamn zoo in the middle of a city, that shit is crazy, zoo animals are so mistreated, which by the way is an issue not completely overlooked but romanticized in the movie 'Madagascar', I can't believe their nerve, why u always fuckin' lying, zoos are terrible in reality, well at least they decided to free them and let them live their lives, but no, those animals are fucking stupid and WANT to go back, what kind of crap
  • friend: *still speaking, oblivious to the fact that my brain is far, far away*

Today is your lazy day. You were laid up in your boyfriend, Stefan’s bed watching Twilight. You’ve seen it before, but today was the day you planned on re-watching it for the 20th time.

Stefan was gone most of the day taking care of a few things that you didn’t want any part of.

It is now almost 6:00pm. The first thing he does when he comes home is give you a quick peck on the cheek, then he headed straight for the shower.

15ish minutes later…

Here comes your boyfriend, fresh out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around his waist. Seeing his figure come out of the bathroom causes you to quickly glance, then you continued to glue your eyes to the screen, being consumed by the movie. If you weren’t so distracted seeing him half naked, you would’ve been doing a few naughty things here and there.

Stefan dries off, then puts on his boxers first. You’re at the scene where Bella calls out Edward on being a vampire. The word ‘vampire’ catches Stefan’s attention. As he’s putting on his white wife beater, he asks, “what in the world are you watching?”

“Uh, twilight. Don’t tell me you’ve never seen this movie.” You asked surprisingly.

“Oh, it’s that stupid vampire movie. I remember Damon barely finished reading the book because it was so terrible.”

“It’s not stupid, Stefan.” You rolled your eyes in his ignorance.

“Come on, babe. These wannabes sparkle in the sun.” Stefan joins you under the covers.

“Well, I think it’s beautiful that they sparkle. Would you rather sparkle or burn from the sun?” You said, raising your nose in the air while crossing your arms.

And to add to the ignorance comes Damon walking in the room before Stefan could respond to your question. “I couldn’t help but overhear my name and ‘twilight’.” After noticing what’s on the TV screen, he added, “Oh. Ew. Why watch Twilight when you have the real thing over here, but better.” Damon dramatically rolls his eyes at you.

“It’s just a movie. Quit taking it so personal you guys.” It was obvious you were just flat out annoyed at this point. All you wanted to do was watch this movie in peace, but no, the Salvatore brothers just have to be air heads.

Stefan shrugs his shoulders in response.

Damon walks over to the bed and sits at the edge, pointing at the screen after seeing Edward Cullen. “Oh look, Stefan. That’s you.”

Stefan laughs, then throws a pillow at Damon. I mean, you couldn’t lie that there’s a resemblance there when it comes to their hair and pale skin.

I just remember how fond I was of Ponyo’s Dad, Fujimoto, from the Ponyo movie. I mean yeah he was the ‘antagonist’ of sorts, but he’s this doofy once human, now wizard who lives in the ocean with his many fish daughters and loves a giant sea goddess. Not to mention he looks like a sleep deprived mess of a wizard (My favorite kind) And just decided one day to 'fuck the land, I’m gonna go live in the sea. Just fuck land. Fucket.’ Not to mention his stupid crazy ginger hair all over the place and the thing with wearing pinstripe suits in terrible colors, I just love him so much, permit to get passionate for a brief moment:


Imagine him getting mad at sailors who say 'Ahh….the sea is a harsh cruel mistress, but she’s my mistress…’

'Uh excuse you-The Sea is my WIFE and I will THANK YOU not to TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT’



'Babe, we’ve got dozens of fish daughters, what about them?’





'Your husband is a mess.’

'yeah but he’s my mess. and I love my hot mess. Looket him doing sciencey things with the fish.’

*Fujimoto falling off a boat screaming*



Imagine him visiting begrudgingly for Ponyo’s birthdays. He just sits grumpily in a kiddy pool. Grown ass man. Sitting in a kiddy pool. In a suit and tie.


Granmamare just petting him like a cat.

'this is my husband. He is smoll and floofy. I must take good care of him. Sometimes he forgets to eat stuff and to sleep. He floofy and fragile and sometimes he stands on rocks and yells at seagulls to stop pooping in the sea. I love him.’


'Why did you decided to live in the Ocean, Fujimoto? I meant besides the fact to be closer to your giant sea wife.’

'I can avoid taxes easier this way.’ (I now believe that all the Ghilbi Wizards are notorious Tax Dodgers, please see Howl’s Moving Castle, he literally lives in 3 diffrent towns at the same time)


'Humans are disgusting’

'Fujimoto, you were human once.’

'I know, and It was gross, I hated it.’


'How many daughters do you have’


’….Is that a bad thi-’

'Shut up, I love it, don’t talk to me or my 1,290 daughters ever again

Title: I Do… Not

Warnings: Swears

Request: Ooooh a William Nylander pleaseeee :) Whatever is fine :) AND Could you do a Mitch Marner or William Nylander imagine?

Note: Ahhh… Why am I writing all these open ended stories recently? If anyone wants a part 2, let me know and I’ll add it to the list.

Other Parts: (Part Two)

Links: My Master List  and My Current Requests

You could hear the faint chatter of all your friends and family gathering on the lawn. 20 minutes; only 20 minutes and you would be marrying the love of your life. You were chatting with one of your bridesmaids in the bridal suite when a familiar flash of blond hair walked past the tiny window in the door. A smile pulled at your lips, jumping up and dashing to the door.

“Willy!” you called after the retreating figure, cracking open the door of your dressing room. He stopped dead in his tracks, turning slowly to face you. “Where are you going? The wedding is that way.” you grinned, pointing down the hall.

“Wha… uh… I was- I was just leaving.” he stammered, nervously running a hand through his hair.

“Leaving? Why?” you asked, furrowing your brow in confusion. “The ceremony is still twenty minutes away.”

“I just, uh… I think I’m coming down with something.” he explained, quickly. His normally bright grin was nonexistent. “I don’t want to ruin your big day.” he said, offering you a weak smile.

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    Okay, so listen. One thing we can all hopefully agree on is that these new remakes of classic Disney movies have been giving a good amount of the characters MORE character. More reasoning, more emotions, more drive, more DEPTH. They are not so much two-dimensional and only focusing on the main character(s). They are looking at more of the story and more of the other characters. And who else has been given more character?

    If you guessed CHIP: then you’re wrong. They actually just made him really precious and cute but not so much more character. 


  Now, yes, he is still a comedic relief. But so are ALL of the characters! There’s not one single character that you DON’T laugh at! But LaFou is silly and goofy, but he is also a very great character in this movie! There is STRUGGLE for this boy. He is devoted to Gaston, and it is also implied that Gaston has indulged LaFou. 

    In the song Gaston, the phrase “no one bites like Gaston”, LaFou LIFTS HIS FUCKING SHIRT, AND THERE IS A BITE MARK. AND, ALSO IN THIS ONE, THEY ADDED, “then I shoot from behind” “is that fair?” “i don’t care”. And, admittedly, it is in reference to Gaston’s HUNTING, but anyone can argue that Gaston sees women as his prey. As animals to hunt and take as his prize. And if he does indulge LaFou, then wouldn’t that just make it not ONLY women, but also men? And if you care about someone, and they actually sleep with you, (for most) people often grow attached! Can you blame LaFou? 

   And I’ve seen more people be like ‘it’s not giving a good rep for the LGBT community because LaFou actually means the fool in French’ and you are CORRECT! But, I think they made it to where LaFou is the fool for defending Gaston! For being on his side when you can see that LaFou is always questioning if what Gaston is doing is right, but he STILL quietens down and stays on Gaston’s side. He is a fool. But not a stupid fool. He is a fool who is letting his feelings for a terrible man get in the way. 

    I hate that nobody had even seen the movie and they were quick to judge a really good gay character just because of how the old LaFou is. It is a remake. And they changed a lot and they were all great changes! So please, please, PLEASE, stop screaming at Disney for finally including a canonlly gay character (and he is very obviously gay there is not a damn denial) that they actually did really good on writing and Josh Gad did wonderful in portraying. Watch the movie and find out for yourself. But I want to see more positive remarks on this, so HOPEFULLY, Disney will see the good praise and include more. I WANT MORE BLATANT LGBTQ+ CHARACTERS IN DISNEY. But I doubt they will if backlash happens before a movie is even seen. 

Avengers Chatroom: Dance Off, Bro

Requested By Anon

Pairings: Bucky x f!Reader

Scenario: The team tries to get reader and Bucky together, also bucky is a damsel in distress once again.

Nat has created a chatroom.

Nat has invited Steve, Clint, Vision, Sam.

Nat: So what’s the plan?

Vision: A plan for what?

Nat: To get Y/N and Barnes together.

Sam: We are doing what now?

Nat: They make such a cute couple and have been single for a while now. It’s only logical they start dating.

Clint: I’m in.

Steve: How are we going to do this?

Nat: I don’t know.

Sam: Do I have to help?

Steve: Yes. Deny it all you want but we all know you consider Bucky a close friend.

Sam: Don’t you ever tell him that.

Vision: May I suggest sending them on a blind date with each other?

Clint: I don’t think Y/N will agree to go on that.

Nat: Neither will Bucky.

Steve: I can’t believe this, but we need to ask Tony.

Vision has added Tony.

Tony: Are you five conspiring against me?

Tony: Ooooh, setting up the grandpa with Y/N?

Vision: Do you have any ideas on how to accomplish this?

Tony: We send them on a mission. Just the two of them. It’ll be like an action romance movie. One of them will have to be injured. I can arrange the last part.

Nat: No. Not happening!

Steve: You are terrible at this. Why did I think you’d be able to help?

Vision: Wanda suggests just asking them how they feel about each other and if the feeling is mutual, they should let each other know.

Clint: That is so stupid. Do people actually do that?

Sam: Yes.

Clint: Oh.

Tony: How did you even manage to get married?

Thor has joined the chat.

Thor: Greetings.

Thor: May I suggest a grand ball, with flowers and wine. No, a masked ball! We get them to dance with each other and then when the night is darkest, we separate them. It will be like that movie I saw with Y/N and Vision last week. I don’t recall the name.

Vision: Cinderella, I believe.

Tony: Terrible idea.

Steve: Better than yours.

Clint: Why wasn’t I invited?

Vision: It is part of our indoctrination.

Thor: I am enjoying it immensely.

Bruce has joined the chat.

Bruce: I have the answer: Pheromone Potion #6.

Bruce has left the chat.

Sam: … I accept.

Nat: No! You’ll just make sure Bucky gets attracted to the couch or Steve.

Vision: It would wear off eventually. We require a long term solution.

Thor: A love spell, then?

Clint: How about no.

Tony: Y/N and Bucky want to know why they can’t join the chat. I’m going to let them join so they don’t become suspicious.

Nat: They’ll see what we’re talking about!

Tony: I tinkered with their phones. They won’t be able to see the chat history.

Tony has added Y/N, Bucky.

Bucky: What are you hiding from us?

Y/N: Why can’t I see the chat history?

Tony: Nothing. It must be a glitch.

Y/N: Riiiiight.

Peter has joined the chat.

Peter has joined the chat.

Peter has joined the chat.

Y/N: Tony I think you’re right. My phone is messing up.

Bucky: Three Peter’s?

Y/N: Which is our Peter?

Peter: Me!

Peter: No, I’m the real Peter!

Peter: Imposters!

Steve: How do we tell them apart?

Bucky: Yesterday at 8pm. You walked in on Y/N and I. What were we doing?

Peter: Talking.

Peter: Dancing.

Peter: Making out.

Y/N: It’s the last one.

Y/N has changed Peter to: Spidey.

Nat: Wait you two were doing what?!

Tony: Seriously! All our planning was for nothing!

Y/N: What?

Vision: We were trying to get you and Bucky together. Seems like you do not require our assistance.

Y/N: I thought you all knew!

Bucky: Yeah, we haven’t been secretive about it.

Steve: You showed no signs of dating!

Y/N: You walked in on us kissing after the Cuba mission.

Steve: I thought he was giving you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

Bucky: Are… you… serious?

Steve: Y/N was injured and she passed out on the jet! So I went to get the medic when we landed! I just assumed…

Y/N: This isn’t surprising, considering you call sex fondue.

Steve: I don’t!

Clint: Way to go, Steve.

Sam: We need a new Captain.

Tony: Peter get his shield.

Peter: On it.

Peter: Okay.

Spidey: He means me!


Tony: No! Give ME the Shield!

Nat: Don’t.

Y/N: Are we really forgetting that we have spare Peter’s? We need to find out who they really are.

Peter: My name is Peter, I’m not lying about that.

Peter: Same here!

Pietro has joined the chat.

Pietro: HE’S BACK!

Clint: Who?

Pietro: My imposter!

Peter: Hi :)

Y/N has changed Peter to: The Cuter Quicksilver.

Bucky has changed The Cuter Quicksilver to: The Average Quicksilver.

Y/N: Jealous, are we?

Pietro: Unbelievable!

Pietro has left the chat.

Sam has changed The Average Quicksilver to: Peter M.

Thor: So who is the last Peter?

Peter: I’m Peter Quill, but you can call me Star-Lord. Savior of our Galaxy, winner of dance battles.

Peter has changed Peter to: Star-Lord.

Thor: What is it that you want?

Star-Lord: You guys should totally listen to my mix-tape.

Peter M: I will listen to it.

Thor: I will not ask again, what is it that you want?

Star-Lord: Dance off, bro? Loosen up.

Thor: Do I seem to be in a dancing mood?

Clint: We’ve never heard of you before.

Star-Lord: So I’m here for - wait. Never? Really?

Rocket Raccoon has joined the chat.

Rocket Raccoon: What’s taking so long, Quill?


Spidey: This is so cute!

Sam: This is too much for me.

Sam has left the chat.

Rocket Raccoon: Shut up! I’m not cute!

Bucky: What’s happening now? I have no idea.

Rocket Raccoon: This is him?

Star-Lord: Yup.

Tony: How can a Raccoon even type?

Rocket Raccoon: Bucky, is it?

Bucky: Yeah?

Rocket Raccoon: I’m going to need your arm.

Bucky: What?

Bucky has been disconnected.

Rocket Raccoon has left the chat.

Y/N: Was my boyfriend just abducted by a raccoon?

Y/N: I should not be laughing but I am.

Star-Lord: Don’t worry, we won’t hurt him! Just need his arm!

Star-Lord has left the chat.

Peter M: You guys experience really weird stuff. This is coming from a guy whose dad almost destroyed the earth, and I had to witness Scott flirting. I should hang out here more often.

Y/N: Overpowered BY A RACCOON!

Steve: We should go save him! Not laugh!

Y/N: Okay but Steve. Listen. Just listen. A small, adorable raccoon has managed to kidnap a fierce and infamous assassin.

Thor: This is very humorous.

Vision: I assume this is our first space mission?

Y/N: I’m so excited!

Nat: We should start listing off the times he’s needed rescuing.

Nat has left the chat.

Y/N: Far too many times.

Y/N has left the chat.

Spidey: Sweet!

Spidey has left the chat.

Steve: Everyone suit up.

Steve has left the chat.

Peter M: Can I come?

Clint: Sure, at least you can dodge bullets.

Clint has left the chat.

Peter M has left the chat.

Vision: I must show Pietro that.


Vision: Are you not curious about his reaction?

Tony: Okay do it.

Vision has left the chat.

Tony has left the chat.

Groot has joined the chat.

Groot: I am Groot.

Thor: I am Thor, Son Of Odin.

Groot: I am Groot.

Thor: And I am Thor.

Groot: I am Groot.

Thor: I am Thor.

Groot: I am Groot.

Thor: I’m Thor…

Groot: I am Groot.


Thor: … As my brother says,

Thor: “k”

Thor has left the chat.

Groot has left the chat.

identity ↬ p.p

prompt: jaebumps said: i see your request for a prompt and I raise you “who the f*** do you think you are?” With Peter Parker.

warnings: foul language  

notes: thank you for sending me a request, i really appreciate it! although this was kinda sorta really vague and i didn’t have much to go on so i kinda made it my own thing BUT it does still include this kind so i hope that’s good enough for you. also @ everyone; if you have a request or an idea for an imagine, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send me via my ask box. hope you enjoy.

The floorboards creaked slightly and the constant dialing of numbers filled the unusual emptiness of Peter Parker’s room—all from your own doing. 

You paced back and forth, staring at your phone and placing it against your ear as you sent texts—again, and again, and again, then repeat—and the incessant sound of a dial tone and Peter’s “Hey, it’s Peter…Parker…Sorry I can’t get to the phone right now, leave a message!” voicemail greeting was making your teeth grit with annoyance as you wondered where he was. 

This had got to be the tenth time he bailed on you (but hey! who’s counting?) during something that was incredibly important to and for you, and by now you were sick of it and worried about him. Your fingers could’ve grown sore due to how many times you clacked them against your phone’s digital keyboard and you were wondering, simply wondering, where on Earth a fifteen year old boy could be at nine o'clock in the evening for Pete’s sake! (No, you sighed, no pun intended.)

The vein in your head could’ve popped by now, considering how immensely stressed you were, biting your nails as you glanced out the door to make sure Aunt May couldn’t see you. She thought Peter was home, and you—being the wonderful best friend you were—knew that, with all she’s been through and with all the criminal uproar in the city lately, she’d go crazy if something happened to Peter, and she’d beat herself up if it was on her watch. Why you were saving his ass when you were, frankly, pissed off at him? You didn’t know.

Maybe it was because, no matter what this boy did, you’d have his back. Because you loved him. Even if he was a little shit that made you want to tug out your hair sometimes. 

With his answering machine repeating itself for the umpteenth time, you’d decided you’ve had enough. You went to close the door and your hands were shaking—you were that angry. Maybe you were overreacting, maybe you were just upset that he wasn’t being a good friend lately, but God, have you had enough. You sucked in a sharp, deep breath, crossing one of your arms across your chest as you waited for the irritating and irking beep! and you blew. 

“Peter…Benjamin…Parker, you are dead meat, you little son of a bitc—ugh! I’ve been waiting here for half an hour, pretending to talk to you because May would be livid if she found out you had snuck out. 

Speaking of you not being here—did you forget anything, Peter? Huh? Like, you’re fucking best friend, who you were supposed to finish an  essay with—your part of the essay. The essay that's—I don’t know, due tonight? That’s twenty percent of our grade. I can’t believe you’re doing this again.

 Do you even know how hard it was to convince my mom to go over to a boy’s house at this time? Incredibly hard, just so you know. Listen, Peter, I love you—but who the fuck do you think you are—”

Your voice is cut off by the robotic tone accompanied with his message box. “Sorry, voicemail box is full. Please try again later.”

Your lips are parted, your breathing is slightly shaky because of how angry and petty you want to be (and are), and your chest is moving up and down rapidly, your eyebrows knitted together as you calmed down. You steady your breathing and close your eyes for a moment, trying to recollect yourself. You open them again and end the call, regretting your actions and being glad that the voicemail hadn’t sent. 

You shoved your phone back in your pocket and sighed heavily, like a burden was being lifted from your shoulders but was slowly being replaced with guilt and shame. You couldn’t deny though—that kinda felt good. You let out a breath of relief: and Peter would never have to know. You turned around slowly, thanking the universe, only to be met with a half naked Peter.

“Oh my God,” you let out, both of you widening your eyes in shock and you quickly turned back around again, hoping you were just imagining him and that when you’d turn around again, him and his weirdly chiseled abs (seriously, when did he get those?) would be gone and you could be saved from the embarrassment. You turned around slowly with your eyes closed, opening one eye at a time. “Fuck, you’re still here.”

He hastily reached for a shirt that’s thrown on his bed and pulls it on, kicking aside something red and blue, his face contorted with shock. “Y/N, of course I’m here! This is my room! Why—” 

“Wait, how long have you’ve been standing there?” You ask him, heart pounding in your chest. Man, did you screw things up. “What did you hear?”

He gulps for a second, then frowns. “I’ve been here since you said my full name.” You massage your temples and mutter out an apology, but he stops you. “Wait—what did you see? Did you see me in my…”

He trails off and you immediately glance around the room and he notices, diving for his pile of laundry, both of you ending up in a heap of clothes as you wrestle him for whatever he’s trying to hide. So far he’s winning, but you’re not giving up that easily—especially since it’s a distraction from your horrible voicemail and you’re hoping he’ll forget it. 

“What are you hiding, Peter? Are you a drug dealer? You’re fifteen, you can’t go to jail—woah!” 

You tug harshly and nearly rip whatever you two are fighting over when suddenly you’re thrown back, one of your hands stuck against the bedpost of his bunk bed. You stop breathing for a second. Web. He just shot a web at you. You’re staring, taken aback with what just happened, and your eyes lock with his panicked ones. 

“I’m so sorry, but you have to let be me explain—”

“Holy shit, holy shit, you're—you, you’re Spider-Man. Oh my God. Peter, I think I’m going to cry and throw up. At the same time,” A tear slips out of your eye and you’re laughing, “I’m going nuts, I really am.” 

“Y/N, this is why I’ve been such a bad friend lately,” Peter confesses and he scoots closer to you and you’re in awe. "It’s not an excuse, I know, but I have these abilities and I’ve been using—”

“You’ve been using them to fucking save New York!” You shout and he clamps his hand over your mouth, but you continue mumbling anyway because dude your best friend is Spider-Man.

“Well, I wouldn’t say New York, mainly I’ve just been sticking to Queens, but whatever, that’s not the point. You cannot tell anyone about this okay? Too many people are finding out and that’s not good for a superhero. Like that’s seriously terrible for a superhero,” he says and he takes his hand off of your mouth.

“Of course, I won’t tell, I’m not an idiot, I’ve watched movies before!” You pause and try and pull yourself together. “Peter, I’m so sorry about that voicemail,” you immediately apologize, feeling stupid for feeling so angry at him. Sure, he was a bailing dipshit, but you’re sure that he cared more about saving lives than homework. “I should’ve just talked to you about how I felt.”

“No, you’re right. I’ve been unfair to you. I should’ve trusted you. I wanted to tell you, I really did, but it’s hard, okay? Mr. Stark has faith in me and I didn’t want to mess things up with him, you know,” he runs a hand through his hair, “I want to prove that I’m not just a kid.” 

“Peter, you’re fifteen, even superheroes deserve a break,” you say and you lean against his bed’s railing seeing as you there’s not much else you can do. You look up at him and smile reassuringly. 

“You’re right, but being Spider-Man is pretty fun,” he tells you and takes a seat next to you, giving you a teasing grin as he leans into you. 

“I hate you,” you claim as you shake your head at him. “You’re a piece of work, Peter Parker.”

“I know, but I’m your piece of work,” he slips out casually, glancing at you unsurely. “…Right?”

You shake your head and you’re chuckling because damn, you hate how right he is right now. “I don’t know. Are you sure Ned doesn’t already have that spot filled in?”

Peter shrugs, “Yeah, but I don’t know, I don’t want to kiss Ned—wait, crap. I didn’t mean to say that, well I mean I really don’t want to kiss Ned, he’s not my type when it comes to guys, but I do wanna kiss you. Kinda. Unless you don’t want to then I understand.”

Your heart stops in your chest and you looking at him—no, you’re gawking at him, and you don’t know what to say. “I’m not allowed to—you know that my parents would kill me if I went behind their backs and—they think I’m too young, Peter.”

You try and ignore the discouraged expression on his face, because you want to kiss him. You really, really want to. But he understands and he accepts it because he’s a good person, and this sucks because that only makes you want to kiss him even more. Both of you are silent for a moment and you roll your eyes at yourself and reach for his face. 

“I’m going to get murdered for this.”

At that, you connect your lips with him, your heartbeat thumping in your eardrums and the feeling of Peter’s lips on yours replace any thought that could possibly be thought in your brain right now. It’s slightly longer than you expected, but when you pull apart, you’re out of breath and you—you can’t believe you just did that

God, you were going to get grounded until you were thirty if your parents ever found out about this. 

“Peter,” you say with realization, and you refrain from kissing him again because  you’re honestly not trying to push your luck. 

“Yeah,” he utters, still dazed and in disbelief of the fact that you kissed him and he feels like he’s capable of anything right now, his heart pumping so much blood and adrenaline it’s like he’s on fire. 

“How do I get out of these webs? I’m, uh, I’m still webbed to your bedpost,” you laugh, and you don’t know what’s more is shocking: the fact that you kissed your best friend or that he was Spider-Man. Both were in the running for first place right now.

“Oh, right. Don’t hate me, but they dissolve in two hours.”



“When this dissolves, I’m kicking your ass.”

You’re It (Chapter Three)

Pairing: Peter Parker/Reader

Synopsis: After you and Peter start dating, you decide it’s time to break the news to Aunt May.

Word Count: 1,686

Tags: @thisisthelilith, @team-fiction, @flossorz, @booksyoutubelife, @143amberrose @avengers-earths-mightiest-heroes

Chapter One, Chapter Two

A/N: I feel like I haven’t posted anything in ten years, but anyways, here’s my next chapter for “You’re It!” This year has been rough but now that it’s summer I’m hoping I’ll have more time and motivation to finish all the writing I’ve been struggling to complete. I hope everyone enjoys (if anyone is even still interested in this fanfiction, that is)!

You and Peter had been dating for about a month now, but it hadn’t taken more than a week for you two to grow familiar with each other again. Easing into your relationship was like putting on your oldest, warmest, most favorite sweater that had been hiding in the back of your closet for far too long. But in spite of this, he was still shy about showing affection. He was always afraid that you didn’t really want him to touch you, so he just kind of let his hand hover at his side to let you know that he wanted you to hold it. You were always more than happy to do so. He walked you home from school every single day since the time you two shared your first kiss. You both lived pretty far apart, but he didn’t mind dropping you off at your house before taking the subway home. You insisted multiple times that this was unethical, but he just ignored you and continued to do it anyways. Usually he rambled happily about school or whatever superhero antics he had gotten into recently, but today he was unusually silent.

“What are you thinking about, Pete? You’re being uncharacteristically quiet today.”

“Nothing…just, something May and I were talking about yesterday.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, letting you know that he was uneasy about something.

“Was it about me?”

“Yeah. Nothing bad! It’s just that I, uh, told her that you and I reconnected.”

“And by ‘reconnected’ you mean…?”

“I told her we were just friends.”

You stopped walking and stood in front of him with a sour look on your face.

“I’m really sorry. You don’t get how she can be sometimes. I just didn’t want her to make a big deal out of it.”

“Are you afraid she won’t like us together or something? Does she not like me?”

“No! She just…she’s been kind of crazy lately with me being happy and social and I didn’t want her to obsess over it.”

You rolled your eyes and started to walk away from him.

“Okay, I get it. I’m a huge idiot. I’m sorry. Y/N, I’m sorry!”

He grabbed your arm gently and you spun around. You glared up at him, but he pulled you closer to him and smirked. You melted immediately. Damn that adorable crooked smile.

“You are an idiot. Promise me you’ll tell her?”

“That’s the thing. She asked me to invite you to dinner at our apartment on Friday. Maybe we could tell her then? Together?”

You instantly felt the churning feeling of anxiety in your stomach when he said this.

“I don’t know, Pete…”

“Come on. Please don’t make me do it alone. Please?” He said, flashing a cheesy smile at you.

You rolled your eyes.

“Damn you and your cute face, Peter Parker.”

You let your finger hover over the buzzer to Peter’s apartment. Why did he make you come here by yourself? You could practically feel the sweat soaking through your clothes. All you wanted was for May to like you as much as she had when you were young, but you had changed so much. You took a deep breath and pushed the button. You heard a buzz and Peter’s voice come through the speaker almost instantly.

“Come on up, Y/N!”

When you reached his door, you raised your hand to knock, but jumped back in shock as Peter opened the door before you could. He shut the door behind him and pulled you into his arms.

“What are you-” you started to ask before he cut you off with a kiss.

“I just wanted to do that before we went inside. Oh, by the way, how do you feel about spaghetti?”

Oh shit,’ you thought. You loved spaghetti, but you didn’t know how to eat it without looking like a pig. Getting those long noodles on your fork and into your mouth without making a mess was something you had yet to master. Not the best food for a good first impression.

“Yeah,” you swallowed nervously. “Spaghetti sounds fantastic.”

You smiled and squeezed his hand, then followed him into the apartment.

 May was in the kitchen cooking when you walked in. She immediately dropped what she was doing and rushed to hug you.

“Y/N! Look at you! You’re all grown up. It’s so good to see you again after all of this time.”

You were surprised as she wrapped her arms around you in a gigantic bear hug, but relieved that she was still as warm and kind as she had been when you were a child. You couldn’t believe that you expected anything besides complete and genuine kindness from her.

“It’s good to see you, too! Thank you so much for inviting me here.”

“Of course! When I heard that you and Peter had reconnected I was so happy. You know, he hasn’t had many friends as of late…”

“Okay, Aunt May. Thank you,” Peter interrupted with a red face.

“I’m sorry. I’m just trying to say I’m happy that you have Y/N in your life.”

You looked at Peter and smiled, his blush increasing.

“Anyways, dinner will be ready in a half hour,” May said as she rushed back to the stove to stir the sauce she was preparing.

“If you want some help I would be happy to do something,” you offered.

“Wow, thank you, Y/N,” May said with a huge smile on her face. “I like her,” she mouthed to Peter, making sure that you could see it, too.

 You and Peter both worked together, chopping vegetables and pushing them into the sauce pan. Peter did a horrible job. The pieces he cut were way too huge and you had to fix them for him, trying to show him how you did it. One thing was for certain: Peter would never be a chef.

“You should probably just stick to saving New York City,” you whispered to him when May left the kitchen to search for ingredients.

He laughed and gave you a little shove with his elbow. When you were done chopping the vegetables, May insisted that you two go have fun, but not too much fun. Peter rolled his eyes and guided you out of the kitchen and into the living room.

“So, uh, want to watch a movie? We can finish it after dinner. You can pick.”

You grinned and walked over to the shelf to pick a movie. His collection almost brought tears to your eyes. He had every classic you could think of. It took you a while, but you finally chose Star Wars. You held it up to him and he smirked at you.

“My favorite.”

You sat beside each other for the next fifteen minutes until dinner was ready. You should have been watching the movie, but you couldn’t stop watching Peter. It was adorable how into it he was. He groaned when May called you from the kitchen, not wanting to pause the movie. You both helped May set the table, then sat down to eat. You were beyond glad that Peter was there with you because his terrible table manners made you look good. He kept making loud slurping noises and getting pasta sauce all over his face. May must have kicked him under the table to get him to behave because he suddenly sat up straight and stared at her with a wild look of panic and confusion. You had to fight very hard to keep a straight face. After the meal was done, you and Peter shared a look with each other, both understanding that it was time to break the news to May.

“That was really great, May. Thank you again for having me over.”

“You’re welcome anytime, Y/N. I’m glad you could make it.”

You looked back at Peter, then at May, then him again. You were trying to tell him that you wanted him to be the one to break the news.

“So, um, May? There’s something I wanted to talk to you about. Well, actually, something Y/N and I wanted to talk to you about.”

“And what might that be?” May said, crossing her arms on the table.

“Well, uhm…actually, Y/N and I aren’t just friends. We’ve been dating for a while now. A month, to be exact.”

You held your breath, bracing yourself for her reaction.

All she did was snort and break out in laughter.

“Oh, thank god. I was afraid Y/N was pregnant or you eloped or something. Peter, honey, I know. I’m not stupid.”

Peter looked dumbfounded.

“But…I told you we were just friends.”

“You’re a horrible liar, Peter. I can always see right through you.”

You let out a sigh and started giggling. She was right, he was a terrible liar.

“Anyways, I’m very happy for you two. I always knew you guys would end up together.”

You and Peter made eye contact across the table, sharing a smile and a tomato red face.

After dinner, you two tried to finish watching Star Wars, but you fell asleep against Peter’s shoulder. He was so invested in the movie that he hadn’t noticed. He turned to you to comment on something happening on screen, but when he heard no reply, he looked down and saw you with your mouth wide open, drooling on his shirt. He covered his mouth to suppress a laugh, trying his best not to wake you. He let you sleep through the rest of the movie, though it was painful for him knowing that you were missing the best parts. When it was over, he nudged you gently with his finger.

“Y/N? Pst, Y/N,” He whispered.

You stirred and opened one eye, letting out an exaggerated groan.

“What do you want, Parker?”

He smiled down at your half-asleep face and poked you one more time.

“Tag, you’re it.”

You smiled sleepily and burrowed your face into his chest. You knew it was late and it was time for you to go home, but you wanted to make this moment last a little bit longer.

madmaxmayfield  asked:

Fun idea: For Halloween, Steve goes as Johnny Depp's character in Nightmare on Elm Street (specifically the outfit with the cropped sweatshirt). Nancy and Jonathan can't keep their eyes (or hands) off of him.

OHHHH BOY i love this wow like can you just imagine… I feel like Nancy would go as, well, Nancy?  (Also like im 90% confident that Steve and Nancy were based off of Glen and Nancy soo it makes sense) and they definitely try to convince Jonathan to go as Freddy Kruger, but Jonathan is a terrible sport and was like no way in hell so he probably like went as a ghost or a pumpkin or something stupid.  But Nancy and Jonathan weren’t prepared for how damn good Steve would look in a crop top and he 100% takes advantage of that the rest of the night.  He definitely keeps the shirt.

(for anyone who hasn’t seen this movie or can’t recall this iconic look, this is the outfit in question:)

I was tagged by @amandajuly81 and @mymycorrhizae​ 💙💜 to list five celebrity crushes I don’t get to talk about often and tag 5 others to do the same. 

I chose the people on this list based on the rare (for me) criteria that I would actually physically make out with them if given the opportunity (in a fantasy world where none of them are in committed, monogamous relationships and that’s a thing that could ever happen). This only really happens when a celebrity is both 1. objectively fine, sure, and 2. seems to be a Good Bean™ of a human that I might get along with as well. So anyway, without further ado, and in no particular order…

1. Aldis Hodge

W H Y  щ(ಥДಥщ)♡

2. Steven Yeun

He’s a hot, funny weirdo who also seems like a swell dude, and I love it. Watch this freaking video. GOOD LORD. He so cute. 

3. Ryan Gosling

Look, when it comes to The Goose, I used to be like, “sure he’s cuter than the average white guy, but meh.” That is, until he turned out to be a feminist and is also a hilarious comedic actor, as well as being an amazing dramatic actor. He’s so intensely attractive in Blade Runner to me, with all the face emoting and the fEELinGs and the hot jacket, that I was suffering A LOT throughout that movie and not just because it’s sad af. And apparently, he rewrote the baseline test to make it more psychologically damaging for K because he’s the bestworst. Damn you, Goose! [whispers intensely]: I love you. Never stop.

4. Ezra Miller

I cry. (ಥ‿ಥ)♡


Okay, so I don’t actually know THAT much about him. He seems like a nice guy and I haven’t heard about him being terrible in any way, but honestly, he’s like the exception to my rule. I would make out with him any day just based on his stupid face alone. THE BASTARD. 

I’m tagging @shenanigana @moonlitelupines @finnglas @timdalfthebrown @missmaialibre


i have just watched the netflix death note movie ! i can say that it was the worst thing in the world and nearly made me look at jurassic world with fond thoughts. nearly, because unlike death note jurassic park is actually very, very dear to my heart and so jurassic world needs to die in a fire whereas death note can just have an appropriate, quiet heart attack.

i dont know where to start ! it was so bad ! of course the plot was going to be condensced and … there was no way to take all of death notes 12 volumes and make it into something that felt complete when they had one hour and forty minutes to show us. but my problem wasn’t a rushed plot or anything like that– it was the characters. by which i mean light and mia.

mia just… was a completely different person. in the manga, she worships and loves kira because he killed the murderer of her parents. she has her own death note and her own shinigami and light pretty much uses and abuses her to his own ends all the time. in this movie, she was a hot girl in his school to whom he told abot the death note on the very next goddamn day after he got it. she was treated as his equal, they were a duo. and the worst thing: all of the “righteous” killings (criminals and all) were lights, while all of the “bad” killings (of cops who were going after them, for example; she also threatens lights father after a press conference) were mias.

they turned mia into someone who was willing to do what was needed for their safety and kiras image while they turned light into a boy who really did want to kill all criminals becuse of his anger at the failing justice system. (”We don’t kill innocent people, Mia!”)

its just that… by doing light wrong like they did, they did the entire thing wrong. hes the protagonist, after all. in this movie, light really is a pathetic child! the start of the movie fails at showing us good reasons why light would make use of the death note in the way he does– to catch huge, bad criminals, to be known for it. his first killing is via ryuuku goading him into killing a bully. a bully. an 18 yo kid. of course bullying is terrible, but that does not equal murder. later, mia calls the bully a sociopath. im sorry, this is supposed to convince us this killing was righteous?

just… the point of light is that hes a boy with this god complex who literally gets handed the means to build himself the image he wants. in the movie hes… hes a pathetic boy. he likes the hot girl, so he tells her everything. he doesnt even read all the death note rules. he gets tricked by mia and all ryuuky does is mess around with the stupid boy. in the end his dad finds out about him just as  L is about to use a loose death note page to kill him. hes… where’s smart, manipulative light? in the manga, he beats L. by manipulating a shinigami into killing him. THEN HE SMIRKS DOWN AT DYING-L AS HE DIES.

(awesome thing: ls last thoughts arent about how hes dying, how hes lost, how he was tricked by light/kira, how he failed: his last thought is, I was right. YOU GO GIRL.)

L… made me sad. like… his logic for finding kiras location and then later his identity werent well thought-of (kira lives in seattle because one killing (which kira hadn’t ‘signed’, so how did he find out it was kiras?) was only broadcasted in seattle and kira is light turner (GOD, LIGHT TURNER. TURNER. SOMEBODY HOLD ME.) because… reasons. god, i dont even know anymore.)

then Ls narrative gets swallowed by the fact that light goes on to disappear and then kill Ls pal. oops, bye L-the-detective, youre now L-who-chases-after-light-on-a-stolen-police-cruiser-with-a-gun-itent-on-killing-him-right-after-your-speech-about-bringing-people-to-justice-and-all-that.

hte actor now owns my heart. his sad faces. his sad faces killed me, i wanted to hold him.


like… the one thing the movie did right were the shots where ryuuku was in shadows. when they shoed his face, even if a little, it was ruined- but the shots where ryuuku was in shadows, with his impossibly tall, freaky silluete, and those terrible, luminous eyes… those were awesome.

TL;DR: the movie sucked because it turned light into a pathetic boy who really did only want to kill all the bad guys, mia into the bad girl who didnt care about killing innocents, and L into someone whos story got swallowed by the personal side of things and then ended up chasing light madly with a gun. terrible. what was the point of the movie if youre going to get wrogn basic things about the theme of the orinigal source.

denbroughbill  asked:

characters of your choice !! one of them has a halloween movie marathon and invites all of their friends over but only one shows up

omg so cute!! this is a stenbrough situation if I’ve ever heard one

* It’s a few days before Halloween and Bill has just really not been in the Halloween Spirit so he decides to have a scary movie night to hype himself up and obviously by himself he means the entire losers club

* Apparently everyone is busy??? Eddie’s mom won’t let him come, Ben has an assignment due in two days that he needs to work on, Mike has to help his grandpa, Richie has a shift at the movie theater, Bev has visiting family in town.

* But Stan can come!! And Bill possibly forgets to mention that nobody else can make it.

* Stan shows up with a sleeping bag and kettlecorn because it’s his favorite and nobody ever has it

* Bill tells him that nobody else could make it so it’s just them for the night and Stan looks nervous but says that’s fine and they start rummaging through Bill’s movies

* They’ve both started developing a crush on each other but they’re so shy??? Communication has not been their forte

* They decide to watch Nightmare on Elm Street and Stan pops some of his kettlecorn and puts it in a giant bowl between them.

* They start out at different ends of the couch but they inch closer each time they reach for more popcorn

* Stan critiques stupid things the characters do sometimes and feels put out when Bill doesn’t do anything but nod or chuckle in response 

* (it’s because Bill doesn’t want to talk because he’s nervous and he knows his stutter will be terrible)

* When the movie is over and it’s time to choose the next one, the two suddenly notice that they are sitting directly beside each other on the big couch, the popcorn bowl balanced between their laps. 

* They stare at each other for a few moments, and then Bill gets up to change the movie and put the popcorn bowl away.

* As The Shining begins, Bill sits back down next to Stanley and, without looking at him, reaches over and takes his hand. They spend the rest of the night leaned against each other, hands intertwined and cheeks blushing.

The terrible plan

>> At first, i’m brazilian so my english is not perfect, i did this tumblr so i could start writing in english, if something i wrote is not correct or if i could use another word etc, i will be very glad if you help me by sending a message, hope you enjoy it, thanks!! xxlaura


Liam Dunbar imagine: The terrible plan

“I went to see her… Yesterday” Lydia admitted, they all stopped and looked at her. She smiled, trying to apologize for breaking the rules. Stiles got up and went towards her.

“Lydia, we talked about it. No one goes in there alone” Stiles said, she nodded off, knowing that she did the wrong thing. But it was for a great cause.

“Okay I broke the rule, I’m a terrible person… So I assume none of you want to know how was my experience” They stopped to think, of course they wanted to know. Silence. “Okay, we need to get her out of there”

“What happened? How is she?” Liam asked, his eyes were big, curious, afraid. “I knew we had to get her out, I said it like a million times!”

“And we are! We just need some time to make a plan, and we go” Scott said one more time, it was the same discussion every single day.

“We have plenty of time! Why don’t we sit down, make a plan and save her!?” Liam couldn’t understand that whole mess, he was pissed.

“It’s not that simple!…” Scott tried to explain, but Liam didn’t let him.

“Yes, it is that simple! It looks like you don’t want to save your own sister!” He yelled making everyone stop, Scott was getting mad, so mad his eyes turned red, Stiles got in the middle of them. Nobody moved.

“Okay… Let’s talk about something else… Like… Han…” He looked at Lydia trying to get some help.

“Yes…” She couldn’t think of anything. “Okay, I forgot to call Malia, she… Bye” Lydia ran away, leaving Stiles to deal with the big ones.

“Guys, let this go okay? We’ll make a plan, everything will be alright… Scott, give me back your lovely brown eyes, please?” He asked gently, Scott shook his head, calming down, Liam did the same.  “There you go… See? We don’t need to solve all of our problems aggressively”

“I… I didn’t mean that I…” Liam tried to apologize. “I’m sorry Scott, I really didn’t mean that, it just came out”

“We know that, right?” Stiles said and looked at Scott, waiting for him to agree, but he didn’t. “We know that”

“Turns out Malia was busy” Lydia came back, holding her cellphone with both hands. “Stiles… Come here” She whispered to him. He went towards slowly, being very carefully not to piss anyone off. “We need to get her out of there, I’m serious”

“And what do we do?” He asked.

“We go there and get her out” Lydia answered.

“No, I’m going as well” Liam said in a hurry, they were obviously listening to them.

“We are all going” Scott said. “Lydia, tell us everything”

“She is… Well…” Lydia took a deep breath “She doesn’t remember us… Anything,  I showed her a picture… She is confused, I don’t know what they did to her but it’s bad, and we need to get her out of there as soon as possible”


Liam was afraid, not afraid of the thousand things that could go wrong, not afraid of getting killed, but afraid of looking at her, at her lovely eyes, and feel them empty, without life. He was afraid of hearing her say “Who are you?”

They were almost there, nobody said anything the whole way through. Malia couldn’t stop shaking her leg, it was making Liam more nervous than he already was.

“Can you stop?” He asked.

“Oh, sorry” She stopped and started again in seconds. “Are we getting close?”

“We’re almost there” Stiles was driving, he turned left and there it was.

The Eichen House.

“So, everyone remembers the plan, right? Stick to the plan… Okay Liam?” Stiles said, he liked to improvise sometimes, Liam nodded in respond.

The car stopped in front of the house, all of them got out, that place looked creepiest than the last time they were there, Stiles didn’t like to remember, he shook his head trying to let that feeling go. Scott opened the gate and got in, it was a dark night, the full moon was shining in the sky.

They didn’t get in by the front door, Liam, Stiles and Lydia took the left, turning all the way around the house, Malia and Scott went the other way. There was a secret passage, Stiles and Scott discovered it together the year before.  

Liam, Scott and Malia got in while Stiles and Lydia where preparing to turn the lights off if anything went wrong.

Scott couldn’t stop thinking about Liam’s phrase: “you don’t want to save your own sister!” he just kept replaying it in his head, he felt like a monster, he was afraid of getting her out of there, fearing that she would be in more danger out of Eichen than inside it.

“How do we open this gate?… Scott?” Malia asked, getting Scott back from his delusions.

“That wasn’t here before…” He got closer, the gate looked more like bars, there wasn’t a way to open it… If they weren’t supernatural.

“Let’s break it?” Liam asked. Scott nodded and they started to pull that thing off their way.

And they got in.

It was a dark, small tunnel, filthy, and smelled terrible. They walked for some minutes to get to the door, they opened it, carefully, slowly. There was no one in the hallway, but they could hear close footsteps.

“We have to get to the stairs but I think there are some people there”

“Yeah, I can hear them as well” Liam agreed with Malia. They stayed in the tunnel until they felt save to go through the plan without having to take anyone down.

Liam’s hands were trembling, he was sweating, Scott and Malia could hear his heart beating fast, he was nervous, and more than that, he was afraid.

Malia and Liam followed Scott to the next floor, the first one, there was one more to go. Lydia said she was on the second floor, room number 101, all they had to do was get the pass card. All they had to do was take one of them down. And that’s what they did, the most silently they could.

“Okay… Room 101” Scott murmured, looking at the numbers above the doors. They found it quickly, which was good, they had to move fast. “She’s sleeping” He commented.

Scott took a deep breath and opened the door. She didn’t move. She didn’t even heard him entering the room. He sat in her bad and waited for her to wake up, but she didn’t.

“Y/N, can you hear me?” He touched her and she got up, scared.

She looked into his eyes, her heart started to beat fast.

“Hey” He smiled, her heart calmed down. “It’s okay. I’m here to get you out of here”

“No” She said “ Scott I can’t go”

“What? You remember me?” He asked, confused.

“Of course I do, I asked Lydia to make that up so you could come… I found out about what we were looking for, I know what we have to do”

“Scott… Let’s go” Malia said, hurrying them up.

“No, you are coming” He said, categorical. “C’mon” Scott got up.

“I can’t go” She whispered, nobody could hear them.

“Scott, we have to go, right now” Malia said again, Scott looked at her, not knowing what to do.

“Y/N…” Liam entered the room, she hadn’t saw him until then. “I’m not leaving without you… We are not leaving without you” She smiled.

“I’m sorry but…” He didn’t let her finish.

“I mean it, if you stay, I’ll stay, I’ll not leave without you so please, let’s go, you don’t have to stay here”

“Guys…” Malia said from the door. “Or we go right now and run as hell, or we fight, and I’m not on the mood for the second option”

“Okay, let’s get the hell out of here” She said and got up.


“My plan didn’t work the way it was supposed to… It would never work actually, you wouldn’t just leave me there” She said, they were in the sofa, watching some boring movie.

“Neither me, nor Scott, nor anyone else” He made she smile, he loved her smile.

“Stupid plan… Which is weird because my plans are always good… I was trained by Stiles so… He must be ashamed” Liam laughed, she loved his laugh.

“Don’t worry, what’s important is that you are okay, that we are all okay”

“You are not mad?” She asked, worried.

“Well… I got mad for a second, but I can’t be mad at you, you were just trying to help… With a terrible plan but yes, just trying to help” She laughed, he loved her laugh.

“I’m always trying to help those that I love”

“And that’s why I love you” He smiled, she loved his smile.

The best parts of Where We Are audiobook

Niall’s sounds the most scripted like he actually took time to think about these questions, and write down his responses.

He has one of the best vocabularies in the band.

“Didn’t get to finish school or do his exams.”

The fact that there was one suitcase in Niall’s house that they actually referred to as “the little suitcase.”

Laughing when he said, “Obviously we’ve managed to last more than six months.”

“Slugged it out in the back of a Mercedes van?” Slugged it out? In a Mercedes Niall, really?

“The band’s horizon’s seemed to be getting bigger and bigger every day.”

About the fans: “The fans are out of this world helping us.” He loves us.

Talking about when he got kicked out of a cab when they heard they got number one. “Me and my friend were just punching the head off each other and having a laugh.”


“I don’t really get homesick where as some of the lads would, but it’s not going to last forever so might as well enjoy it as much as I can now.”

About the trip to Ghana. “People out there are incredible, their spirits are mindboggling. You can only try your best for them when you admire them so much.” He was great talking about this.

He has the best perspective about the trip out of all the boys. When he’s talking about the water and how he’s got a fridge at home full of it and taps, but they don’t have a bit of it. You can tell that he appreciated and really felt what the trip was supposed to be about.

“For a man who loves his sleep that can only be good to be fair. I do waste a lot of my life sleeping.”

“YOU EITHER WANT TO BE PAPPED OR YOU DON’T.” He didn’t scream that, I just thought all caps were important there.

“do the job so home then mostly sit in my house. I don’t go on many holidays. I prefer to sit in my house mostly.”

“London Premiere best day he’s had in his career to date.” Then he goes on to name 800 other things that he liked too, “but the film premiere is 100% right up there. It was a huge moment for us…..”

“Them two idiots up the back.” Him and Louis at the Premiere/

“In typical One Direction style we were terrible at it.”

Success of Midnight Memories “We were just delighted.” I love how he says delighted.

“He brought me down to Chelsea and I became part of the furniture down there.” About his rehab after his knee surgery.

“We were confident of One Direction, and we work hard to make the band succeed.”

“Trepidation.” Great Word.

“Typical mad One Direction Style.”

“Croke Park was a special one.”

Best Ending: “but you know what? I’m still mad about being in this band.”



“I’d come home completely covered in mud after playing football, eventually I had a pair of trousers for every single day of the week cause it was impossible for my mom to keep up with the washing.”

“Sitting in half my classes covered in mud.”

“My dad was amazing. He was my driving force to get out there and perform to people.”

“Maybe he wasn’t that crazy after all, maybe he can just see the future.”

“You know about all the dreadful disappointment about being rejected them like the overwhelming excitement of being put into a band with these other four lads, but to this day the moment they revealed they were putting us into One Direction is still the most amazing memory it’s still hard to believe.” They always talked about this, but never described like that.

“It’s hard to think we were thrown into the deep end so quick.”

“Our guardian angel was our fans.” Liam loves us too. Bless his little heart.

“an army of fans out there promoting and championing our band which you know you really can’t buy. So brilliant.” Keep the compliments coming.

“I feel like we haven’t really celebrated that.” Talking about the first album tour.

“You have to respect the idea that you just can’t walk out on to an arena stage.”

“Proper New York cold.”

How he says Lady Gaga and crazy in this sentence here “I think we set a new record beating Lady Gaga which was craazzyy.” It was funny.

“I remember staying up til stupid o’clock in the morning signing 500 CDS.”

The school trip story to the O2 a.k.a the Millennium Dome: “but I was just a dippy kid back then so my parents thought Ruth (his sister) would remember and appreciate the day more than me cause I’d been just bouncing off the walls and doing stupid stuff. So I did a little chuckle to myself when I got there ass I actually got to the millennium dome for free.” 

“This job can make you very self centered if you’re not careful.”

“and I was absolutely terrible at listening which I always have been.”

Class of 92 movie premiere: “He (David Beckham) like clocked me from across the room and you know when lads give each other the nod? Well, like I kind of gave him the nod cause he was saying like wazup (yes, wazup, that is not a typo), and he gave me the nod back, and then to my like shock he came over and said like hey how’s it going you alright Liam and shook my hand, and I was like this is mad like David Beckham just gave me the manly nod from the other side of the room and that’s like the sickest thing like….”


And no, I didn’t make that story up, oh, though I wish I had.


“I think I’ve always had persistence which I suppose I probably got from my mom, uh, she always encouraged me to do what I wanted to do and always just told me to give it my best and that’s what I try to do.”

“My mom’s pretty much the first person I go to for advice. You know I have a great relationship with my mom.” The first few minutes are devoted to talking about his momma, and I love that.

“We can travel the world which I don’t think, well, I know I wouldn’t have even been to America nevermind all the amazing places we’ve been at this age.”

“Doncaster is great, but you know I kind of wanted to see the world.”

“Even when we try our hardest to be sensible and mature we don’t do a very good job.”

Proof that Louis has seen This is Us, at least more than a couple of times. “You get taken away and bang you’re in this lifestyle and it is very alien.” Paul said nearly this same thing in the movie.

He loses his train of thought for a second when he’s talking about where he’s from. “ not many people from Donny record many albums, but anyway.” He says that ending very fast.

“There were often times I stand there and wonder how much the comments were relevant to me because my contributions to the band in my opinion at that time were so small.” Poor babe, but look at ya now.

“Delighted to be in the band.” Do they all say this word so wonderfully?

“It’s only been about since Midnight Memories that album that I’ve really felt comfortable with my voice.”

About the fans: “Little superfans trying to spread the word throughout the world.” More proof that Louis literally watches This Is Us every night before he goes to bed. Simon says this near the beginning of the movie, talking about the superfans.

The mattress story: “You wouldn’t get that now (the hesitation) they’d be straight down.”

“Four countries in four days.” Did he mean states?”

About a fan encounter after coming back from a tour. “It all got a bit aggressive I think I got me hoodie ripped off from me and I remember they dragged us into this tiny office with some police officers and the fans were outside surrounding it just banging on the walls. Yeah, it was intense. It definitely made us think there is some proper support there.”

About his man crush on David Beckham: “I’ve always idolized David Beckham. I just think he’s the coolest guy ever. Two or three of the lads me him before ME ( His tone is all like, How dare they?), and they had pictures with him right and I just saw these pictures on twitter and I was like what’s going on here I’d love to have met David, Becks, but anyway I did get to meet him in the end. I went to the Class of 92 premiere and uh, I’m just rubbish. I was trying to be cool, but you just can’t. I mean what do you say that is remotely impressive to David Beckham.”

He uses we a lot, not really I. It’s we did this, or we wanted that. That’s very interesting.

About Midnight Memories: “That we had a real, that we felt like we had a proper creative input on, not just a little bit, but we felt that we had a say over the whole thing.”

“it’s incredibly rewarding to be able to make music.”

“We’re very lucky that we have great fans that I feel like if we messed up on stage I wouldn’t really feel that embarrassed because I feel like they’re so behind you anyway that it’s cool and they kind of put you at ease too which is a nice feeling which is why it almost encourages us to mess about and be a little off the cuff on stage because they made it easy for us in that way.”

“I just feel like a Donny lad that got lucky.”

“Maybe when were older and wiser we might be able to put some perspective on it, but….it’s cool.


“My own personality, individually….”

About playing characters/ acting: “When you’re in a band and you’re just portraying who you are as maybe as you know as a musical artist if you’re just trying to sing and be able the music then you’re just being yourself and I think behind that is, is probably the coolest thing to do, but at the same time it also adds pressure because that’s just you and that’s just who you are.”

Even to the sense that like when I was twelve or thirteen, I kind of still thought there’d be a chance I’d get super powers and be a superhero. So, I was definitely a dreamer. It took me a bit longer to grow out of that.” He shouldn’t have. I liked this version of Zayn better to be honest.

Reiterating: “Yeah, I was definitely a dreamer.”

The story we’ve heard 8,000 times about how Louis told him about the plane doing the loopdy loop the first time he was ever on a plane. Like you can just see Louis, stoic face, calm, just flat out lying to Zayn just to mess with him.

While on the X-Factor: “And we were in this little box room with bunk beds and a single bed.” Okay, so, who demanded the single bed?

Also the X-Factor: “And just seeing other people’s behavior, and you know how they would act and how they would do something or whatever and we were like maybe necessarily we don’t want to do it that way maybe we want to be a bit cooler about that you know we don’t want to wear our sunglasses inside and be weird.”

Liam mentioned some cattiness from the other contestants during his bit, I wonder how much of that they faced directly.

“Instead of being something else we were just interested in each other, and looking after each other, and being a band and being what we were about.”

About people recognizing them from the X-Factor: “one of the biggest shows…in the U.K. at that point.” Shady….or no?

“Somebody else…” “a different band” I’m pretty sure he’s the only one who didn’t name Big Time Rush directly.

About the blonde streak: “I forgot that I had the Olympics the next day?” Really???? Side eyes him suspiciously.

Good phrase: “You’ve made more of a noise.” I liked that.

“Sometimes I look to solo artists and feel a bit sorry for them.” Huh?


“I think I had a nice upbringing. My family was really nice to me.” Then he laughs because was that too sarcastic or not? Laugh, Harry, laugh so they know you were just joking.

“I grew up thinking everyone’s equal, everyone’s the same.”

When he looks at stuff from the X-Factor: “I look like I’m about twelve, and uh, I think it’s amazing to try to comprehend the fact that I was a kid.” – I read that way too heartbreakingly than I’m sure he meant it.

“Walking into a record label I always felt like I was walking onto a different planet.”

Describing the record studio: “There was like marble everywhere and it was all like shiney.”

About being excited about releasing the first album, the first songs after all the support the fans had given them before there was even an album. “It was time for us to give them something back.”

“I think we were just praying that people liked it because if they didn’t they’d be like uh, oh okay, maybe not I’ll go home.”

“The album had just gone number two,” mumbles…”thanks, Rhianna.” This kid is such a dork.

Then he talks about his hard on for sunshine, and all things being outside for at least five minutes.

Example: “Even if your car breaks down you’re just chilling in the sun for a bit. It’s actually not that bad.”

When they talk about coming back to the U.K. after that first major tour and getting chased by all those girls they all sound so excited, like of I got me hoodie ripped off and Liam lost a shoe and girls were banging on the walls and police had to escort us out, but It was totally great, would recommend 10 out of 10… except for Niall, I’m pretty sure the poor kid was traumatized…. That, or they are still in that I don’t want to offend anyone area.

Example: “We ended up going out in like a riot van which was probably a little over the top, but uh,…. It was fun.”

How he says, “Shopping mall.”

About all the promo and etc. “It was important for us to like justify why the album was number one.”

“Standing on the stage used to make me really nervous.” But look at you now….

About the second album: “I think you just want to people to hear it, and think it’s wicked.”

About putting out new material: “I think first of all you want people to not hate it then if people don’t’ hate it you want them to like it and if people like it you’re like uh,…..”

His thoughts on getting number one: “Then I was like sick, then it hit me.”

“My job, if you can call it a job.”

The trip to Ghana. He talks about it so well. “That it is different when you see it on TV than when you witness it in real life. The thing that triggers a different emotion is like all your senses are taken over by what’s going on, the smell, the smoke, the heat….”

“I think a big difference is made up of a bunch of little differences.”

“I think gossip is natural.” That would explain his sort of distance that he puts between him and any sort of news that goes out about him. It’s because he knows that its constantly in flux, and anything he says will only be magnified, and that it will make it stay around longer if he does. There just hasn’t been anything out that he really feels like he needs to comment on, but I think he would if he felt it was necessary.

“It’s important to remember that the job and the lifestyle aren’t normal.”

“It’s always going to be us the people who went through it.”

anonymous asked:

omg just saw you like descendants too! plwase write jaylos for "oh my god, just pet my hair already"


sorry it’s so short anon but this prompt (while beautiful bc i get to write carlos!!! getting his hair played with!!! what the fuck im so happy) wasn’t a whole lot to go off of BUT it’s fun and send me more jaylos i will write it all day

always taking fic prompts

Jay feels so, so stupid. The movie is really loud and the others are looking at him and his shoulder is falling asleep and, Jesus, this was a dumb move. He knew exactly what was going to happen and here he is, suffering, just like he predicted.

Carlos snorts in his sleep and Evie suppresses a giggle. Jay looks at her sharply. “What? Something in the movie terribly funny?”

Evie raises an eyebrow at him. “You are so cute, thinking you can intimidate me,” she says. “No, not the movie. I’m more laughing at you suffering for love.”

All things considered, he’s lucky that he doesn’t blush, ever. Because if he were to, he’s pretty sure he’d be doing it now. “Bite me,” he replies, because he can’t really tell her she’s wrong. It seems like everyone knows by now that he’s in love with Carlos anyway. Well, except Carlos, who’s currently snoring away on his shoulder.

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