As far as young Sherlock Holmes is concerned, Tesco is absolutely perfect for running experiments. It’s full of stuff he can use and he can always be sure Mycroft will rather just pay for everything than show up personally in that kind of establishment.
Sadly, Sherlock doesn’t consider one of most annoying Tesco employees - Greg Lestrade, who either is taking his job way too seriously or has a crush on Mycroft. Sherlock finds both options equally disgusting.
hurricane bianca may be cheesy but it’s adorable and we need movies like that, we need movies with trans characters played by trans actors, we need movies made by lgbt people and full of lgbt characters who are all alive and happy by the end, movies like that are important
So random question,I'm looking for actually reasoning here not some "because heir cute and meant to be" since I'm curious with people's responses but why do you ship karkat and dave?
well, theres been chemistry since their very first log together. karkat created shitty clip art to draw dave into a conversation in which he commented on daves lips twice and dave called him out on bein a gay lil shit.
gameover timeline had some great moments, like the openbound conversation i rave about where karkat awkwardly demanded dave “touch me” and “caress my face or something equally ambiguous in nature” and shit and daves response being to get pissy and then gently tell karkat to get some sleep. he mentioned after that they have a lot of these awkward conversations (and only most are in private.)
who could forget cape magnet karkat and penis ouija?? too btw???? gay????
the communicators. oh man. the communicators. those were so fucking cute. not only were they cute, but they were homage to their guardians, and i feel like though it was nowhere near the way dave spoke of bro on the alpha timeline, he and karkat did mention their guardians in passing while designing them.
there was daves spiel to karkat when he got anxious about dave dropping him to hang out with john and jade once they met the ship crew. talking about how he meant a lot to him and how theyre best bros no matter what. john wasnt going to take that place away, itd just add more people to daves irl friend list, udig.
daves lil teasing offer to carry karkat off the gameover lily pad was cute too jusayn……
beyond even the canon correlation and the jokes in the fandom back then about dave and karkat being great kismesis, you had to admit, if you thought about it, that theyd be GREAT redrom. theyre so similar in so many ways and itd give them this kinship that they both honestly needed.
and then on the retcon, that came to fruition.
dave, clingy baby dave who got abused out of physical touch without apology, clinging to karkat, sleeping on him, holding his hands- how CUTE is that. the trust it took, the work on both their ends, to build that bridge. to work through so many biases and societal standards they had imposed on themselves (karkats quadrant queerness, daves bisexuality and crushing need to reach the hypermasculinity bro had forced on him), becoming so much more open minded and understanding,,, dave unclenching about his thoughts and feelings…. karkat calming down and when he does rile up, sounding quite a bit more like dave…. the two of them namedropping each other when they arent together bc theyd been attached at the hip for the last three years……… how much they started smiling all the time…………… whispering to each other during important conversations…………… them being in love and kissing……………………. … .. .and lets not forget summerteen romance okay! i know its like a footnote and im pretty sure it counts as gameover timeline, but that had some sweet little things in it too. primarily that karkat didnt just write that script to give his friends closure; he did it to appeal quite literally to dave, and in the specific context that dave read it aloud. leaving the gaps for him to rap, yknow? writing him in with his fuckin ocs. even if they were both shitheads about it,,, and in the end, when karkat tore himself up so badly, dave asking him to come hang out instead of,,,,, just leaving him there to stew and hurt yknow,,,,
Ta da! It took me way too long to come up with a plot line for this one considering how well I think it has gone down. I hope you all like the conclusion to this sick!Reader. Can you imagine if I had only done the winning vote of the survey? I wonder that I ever would have written this story. What a thought… This was requested by @iamthekingofsass, @all-nerds-here, and @motherdaughterfiance. I hope you like it! Lots of love, my darlings.
Plague part 3 was F A N T A S T I C as balls, I loved it! Hohoho the last part had me chuckled and grinning like mad 👍 great job
OMG!!! Sooo good. So good so good so good. I need a part 4 now! XD
Alright do I just found your plague story and it’s amazing when do you think the next part will be out
Loki stood outside your bedroom door, glaring at the wood.
His cheeks hollowed as a result of his grinding teeth. Part of him wanted to
knock, and he lifted his fist as if to do so, but the other part of him warned
against it. Slowly he lowered his hand to the handle and twisted it, deciding
knocking to be futile. The door opened and revealed a darkened room. Slivers of
sunlight crept into the room from the slightly parted curtains but aside from
that, you had attempted to envelop yourself in a night-like environment
completely as if it had some sort of healing factor as yet unknown to the world.
Had it not been for the steady rise and fall from under the covers, Loki might
not have seen you amongst the shadows.
He sat in the chair by your bed, putting his palms together
and resting his fingertips against his mouth. With glittering eyes, he watched
you sleeping. Should you stir, he would flee but whilst he was permitted, he
could watch you and help if you warranted his care. Your eyes were shut tightly
and your mouth parted, allowing a ragged breath to escape your system. However it
evolved into a splutter that then became a violent cough. Leaning forward he
pressed a hand over your head and sighed at the temperature.
You had gotten worse. Despite all the medicine and your
confinement to bed, your state was deteriorating and there was nothing he could
do. Loki knew little about Midgardian diseases. Any attempt he might make to
help could potentially make it worse… but alas, his desire was too great.
Standing up, Loki rubbed his hands together violently,
stimulating some warmth within them. Simultaneously a gentle green glow began
to form and once he was satisfied with the levels that he had produced, the God
stopped rubbing his hands. He leant over your sleeping form and pressed a
solitary finger to each of your temples and held them there. After a few
seconds, you rolled over and sighed contently, your breath sounding
significantly less coarse. Smiling sweetly, Loki returned to his seat for a few
minutes, ensuring that you were finally well, before retreating from the room
kat said in the itainstutecon : "i can only say that will is becoming an important part of my life" 😍😍😍😍😍😍
OMG!!! THANK YOU FOR THIS!! thats great to hear!! It means they are definitely in it for the long run.
To be honest both Kat and Will look like people who are definitely in for long term relationship and I hope its just like the other casts relationships as well cause all of them are in a committed relationship.
So happy for Kat and Will and this is obviously as Official as we are gonna get with McTudor!!
Arthur loved Hogwarts. To him, Hogwarts was home, away from his brothers, family, and all those muggles. Don’t get him wrong, he didn’t hate muggles; he came from a muggle family. However, even if muggles didn’t know he was a wizard, they could tell he was different. He didn’t like the stares so he kept to the wizard community.
Super long chapter this time. Blame @vastudent3 for being a bad influence and letting me add the extra scene on the end. I loved writing this chapter - it let me really get to the bottom of Loki’s character, which I hope I’ve done well. And I also better established his motivation for pursuing the reader as well as reinforcing their current predicament. Anyway, I’m rambling. @sxnali, @all-nerds-here, @meganlpie, and @potatoersforever were all excited for this chapter. Enjoy, my darlings!
Thor followed Steve’s tracks down the corridor, looking left
and right, hoping to run into him. It was difficult to navigate the tower
quickly whilst still appearing nonchalant. He turned corner after corner in his
search and ultimately decided to move up to the residential floor. The elevator
doors slid open and the search began again. Thankfully the corridor lit up with
the sound of Cap’s voice – faint but audible, talking to someone nearby.
Thor strutted forward, looking left and right again, as the
sound of Steve became louder and louder. He turned another corner and stopped.
He was passing the open door to Tony’s room… where Loki sat on the bed. Betwixt
his hands was a photo frame onto which water from his wet hair dropped, running
off of the glass pane and pooling at the base. Loki bowed his head and just for
a minute, Steve’s muffled voice was muted. Loki sniffed.
Abandoning his quest, Thor adopted a new one. When the elder
Odinson had been arrogant and head-strong, Loki had been his conscience (even
if he didn’t always listen). So it was only fitting that he now returned the
favour, as he had always hoped to do. Despite it all, Loki was still his
brother. Steve could wait.
His demon servants lead you through long, dark and empty hallways. They hold you on your shoulders, dragging you the way long. Crowley’s finger snap didn’t give you your dress back, so that you are still only in underwear and the cold air makes you shiver. The cell, they bring you to, is a dirty, little room. The lonely light shines on a broken bed, it looks terrible. Crowley’s servants push you through the open door, so that you fall to the ground. They close the door behind you, locking it with a smile. You slowly stand up, with your knees still shaking. His “torture” really had an effect on you, holy shit. Crowley is such an idiot when he thinks that he can break you with sexual denial. Did he really think that his fingers on your skin, his mouth at your hip…. You get lost in the thought of him, nearly feeling bad about what you said about his three more inches. You actually like Crowley and yes, you agreed to work for him, but he tricked you. And that is something you will never forgive him.
there’s the cute one we use at international sports events to make it look like we’re really nice:
and then there’s the one the girl’s choir sings at midnight on new year’s eve in the privacy of national television where every dane momentarily forgets how small the country is and instead revels in the glorious past of violent greatness:
that’s right nobody got nothing on denmark, not then not now