was supposed to be a romantic camping getaway. Instead, they’re tearing the
campsite apart as fast as possible because the radio announced a freak blizzard on the way and
snowflakes are already billowing down.
They manage to get
everything in the car and drive out of the woods without they get stuck in a
because they’re in Canada, the car is a rental, and of the two of them, he’s
the one with an international driver’s license.
(”Can’t believe you
have passport but not international driver’s license, Kent. What you do when
you playing in Vancouver? Or Montreal?”
“I go back to the hotel after the game and I sleep.”)
Alexei is calm but
Kent is scrunched down in the passenger’s seat, seething. Alexei thinks the
glower is darker than warranted, but he does kind of understand Kent’s
annoyance. The camping trip was his idea. A just-over-two-years anniversary
trip, since their actual anniversary was in the middle of playoffs due to their
having hooked up during All Stars weekend one time and managing to admit mutual
feelings of “like” around the time they realized they might be facing off
for the cup.
They hadn’t, but the
Skype call regarding that issue had been enlightening, to say the least.
“Is okay, Kent,”
Alexei says as the windshield wipers zip across his vision and the road before
him turns increasingly white. “We try again, yes? Maybe go back out
tomorrow, if weather clears?”
Kent grumbles and
buries his nose deeper in his coat. He’s cold-blooded and gets chills if a cool
breeze blows by. Alexei loves it, because it gives him the excuse to wrap Kent
up in Alexei’s warm arms all the time. Now, he pats Kent’s leg. But Kent’s not
having it. He grumbles again and says, “No way this’ll clear up by
tomorrow. Next week, maybe.”
“So we re-schedule
our flights home,” Alexei says. He takes his hand back, because a responsible
driver always has two hands on the wheel. “Stay in hotel until snow is
gone. No big deal—”
And that is the
moment one of their tires blows out.
So I’ve been watching some Powerpuff Girls recently, the original ones not the reboot. And I suddenly had this kind of midnight thought regarding the show.
So, if you know Powerpuff Girls you’ll know that it was Mojo Jojo who pushed Professor Utonium, causing him to break the glass that contains Chemical X and add it into the mix, that makes Mojo Jojo a creator of the Powerpuff Girls.
This creates a connection and some weird relationship between the Powerpuff Girls and Mojo Jojo and makes them archnemesis. Mojo Jojo was the one who created the Powerpuff Girls yet the one that wants to destroy them the most This to me is a really important key element for the Powerpuff Girls series.
But in the 2016 reboot, the opening seems to be the same, but there is one difference that destroys that key element. You see, in the 2016 reboot opening, after succeeding mixing the elements. Professor did a spin and hit Chemical X with his hand.
There is no way this could be Mojo’s doing, it was pure accident. That means there is no connection, no rivalry, nothing between the girls and the monkey. And that also means this reboot doesn’t care about the original and that it’s not a continuation to the original. This is such an important element of the entire Powerpuff Girls series and yet they completely forgot about it.
This is just a thought I had before sleep. This may just be a little scene from the intro but it’s this one scene that’s the most important about the Powerpuff Girls. I don’t know if anyone else has thought about and posted something like this, but I just want to share this sudden thought I have. Agree with me or not, here it is.
Summary: This is like the second installment of me writing angsty Calum because I love that so much and idk why?? So it’s hard to make a summary but it’s basically Calum being really sad over Y/N leaving after a fight and trying to cope with all his emotions at once.
a shaky breath escape his lips once he forced his eyes to glare out of the
window. With one single glance towards the wrong direction he knew he wouldn’t
have been able to look away from it again.
time. He didn’t have the power, the control or the mentality to do it.
Normally bees don’t have subcastes - that’s more of an ant thing. But melliferians have the intelligence to notice hey, a little more royal jelly = bigger bee, and plan ahead and decide when or if that’s useful, creating a lot more variations due to the sliding scale of nutrition.
Seizy is basically a normally sized worker - with no further conscious decision making among the nurses, she’s about how big a worker will be.
Nine is the smallest a worker can get, a larva deprived of any more nutrition won’t survive metamorphosis. When times are hard, sometimes hives will decide it’s more important to keep the population up rather than drop the birth rate to match available resources. They prefer to avoid this if possible though, since it’s risky.
El and Threeda are about as big as workers can get before they start edging into being intercaste queen-like workers. Sinking so many resources into a single worker to get them this big is a serious investment. It can be worth it though as these bigger bees are stronger and more physically imposing, making them that much better at providing protection - or at least the illusion of it.
Not all hives have these extremes, since it’s the result of a conscious manipulation of natural processes - if it never occurs to a hive that this is possible, they may only have such individuals occasionally be pure accident. Some hives reinvent this wheel over and over, relearning how to do it when it becomes relevant, then forgetting when it’s no longer immediately necessary. This results in the social meaning of large and small workers being very tied to why they happened. A historical detail that dates generations of bees to a certain time and place.
And queens of course, are the natural extreme - receiving royal jelly throughout development and into adulthood.
Alright here we go I just asked @anarchetypal about this because I am on a Spree™ but I need your take on shithead Ryan. I'm pretty sure you've done this before but I've read all of your everything and I need m o r e
Not sure if you meant just generally or you actually wanted something specific but here we go~
Listen, any one of the Fakes would tell you Ryan’s mask is less about hiding his identity than it is about hiding the fact that he is nearly always laughing. It didn’t take him long to realise that with his reputation literally anything he does will be interpreted as threatening and even the most innocuous activities are treated as utterly unnerving. If people knew just how often Ryan was flat out messing with them there wouldn’t be nearly so many desperately worried discussions trying to unravel what depravity the Vagabond is getting up to with a bucket of paint and a dust-buster.
While most of the others find accompanying Gavin as the muscle in a meeting somewhat monotonous and dry (there are exceptions of course, the contacts that Gavin plays ridiculous roles for, or the meetings that go south and kick off, but for the most part its a bit of posturing and trying not to tune out while Gavin does his thing) Ryan always has a ball. Ryan is just about the only Fake who could give Gavin a run for his money in regards to a flare for the unnecessarily dramatic, so when the two of them head off together they invariably go well and truely overboard. Whoever the pair meet with, no matter how well they’ve done their job or how many positive interactions they’ve previously had with Gavin alone will spend the entirety of their meeting tracking Ryan’s movements around the room, absolutely sure they’re about to die.
After watching a few too many episodes of Brooklyn Nine-nine Ryan picks up the habit of making the occasional outrageously out of character confession just to watch people squirm with the realisation that no one will ever believe them if they tell. After all the unspeakable horrors Los Santos has witnessed from the Vagabond none are prepared to entertain for a single moment the possibility that he might also enjoy the Spice Girls, cry in Disney movies or hula-hoop at a competitive level.
Any time the Fake’s accept a new member Ryan tends to silently shadow them everywhere they go for a couple of weeks in full Vagabond get up. Everyone assumes, quite reasonably and with no small amount of blind terror, that the Vagabond is protective, distrustful, and all too eagerly awaiting the chance to kill them off at the first sign of a slip up. In reality Ryan knows just how vetted anyone has to be before Geoff will let them into the family, and just really enjoys toying with their emotions while he can.
There’s a narrow window towards the back of the LSPD bullpen - a little unorthodox but the glass is thick and one-way tinted so security isn’t really a problem. What is a problem is the fact that every now and then a member of the force will swear up and down that they saw the Vagabond’s awful skull standing there leering at them through the glass.
Ryan found out, through pure accident, that leaving his mask balanced atop of his hanging jacket is a surefire way to terrify Geoff in the middle of the night. Before it really sinks in he is woken on three seperate occasions by that all-too distinctive shriek; the first incident had the whole crew running guns drawn, the second was met with endless mockery and by the third Ryan just lays in bed, listening to the others thundering into the hallway, and grins. From that point on Ryan just gets more creative about where he leaves his spectre self; the bathroom, the pantry, and on one memorable occasion, suspended right outside Geoff’s door.
A/N: This short piece is inspired by a true to life story! Happened just last night, hence the state of my brain as seen in my last two posts. Details at the end!
You’ve heard the stories. You know all about Dean Winchester and what he’s done. In your mind he was a legend. A god, even. Only he and his brother could say they saved the world more than once and mean it literally.
So seeing him come up to your modest little food truck was a huge surprise. One for the books. Dressed in a cheap but effective suit, he spoke into his phone that he held against his ear. “I’m right across the street from you,” he said, “just grabbin’ food. You hungry for something? Alright. Food and then morgue.”
- Because nobody appreciates the unwarranted sacrifices that they made, that everyone told them not to make in the first place: ESTJ, ESFJ, ISFJ, ENFJ
- Because they last-minute changed their mind on another major commitment, and everyone is annoyed, and that is totally unfair because those people are just not being understanding enough! THE PROBLEM CAN’T POSSIBLY BE ME!! ISFP
- Because you don’t agree with something they feel strongly about, and you claim to have ‘factual evidence’ against it: INFP
- Because if they do not kill you; you will continue to kill other innocent people: INFJ
- Because you won’t be their friend: ENFP
- In a freak explosion at the garage: ISTP
- Because you’re stupid: ISTJ, INTJ, INTP
- Because you’re stupid, and that’s entertaining: ENTJ, ENTP
Request: Can I request a TommyxReader where they’re married but she’s crazy protective over Tommy. She can kick ass and she ain’t scared of anyone. So scenario is Tommy’s doing business and it seems fishy and sure enough, something goes wrong while wifey is there. The second Tommy’s safety is jeopardized, she goes ape shit on everyone? Please and thank you!
Like Hell - Tommy Shelby
Before you married Tommy Shelby you lived in London. More specifically you lived with your grandfather and uncle, both men were gangsters in their own right. They were top rank in a gang of men who were ruthless and unforgiving. You grew up in that world, as a child you used to take money back and forth. The older you got the more responsibility they rested upon you until you were able to hold your own. Then you met Thomas Shelby, purely by accident.
He had a meeting with your uncle and you had sat in. You had gone your entire life not being the slightest bit bothered with men. All the ones you met were demeaning, they saw a young woman who could take care of herself and felt the immediate need to try in put you in your place. That never sat well with you and so you had never tried to find someone worthy of loving. Until you met Tommy.
hello my lovelies these have been on my mind for quite a while and I’d love to share them with you so let’s begin :D Please note that these headcanons are the basis of my fics and that everything i say here has been or will be touched upon in my fanfic.
(these are mainly Elorcan bc i’m trash but other ships too so hold on)
-Elide and Lorcan are the first to get pregnant and it is PURELY by accident.
-Like the war is over and both of them are v happy with each other, but her mind gets muddled about a few things and she forgets to take the birth control tonic that she and Lysandra usually share and BOOM since she’s not High Fae and doesn’t have the thing where it’s hard to conceive.
-When she finds out she FREAKS but knows that she’s gonna keep the baby no matter what. She seeks Lorcan out and immediately talks to him about it, no dancing around and no useless emotional conflict bc this is a serious thing.
-Lorcan is dumbfounded and needs a few minutes to fully process that he’s going to be a father. He’s never particularly wanted kids himself but he does love them and show them affection every time since he himself was an unloved bastard child so he has a soft spot for them.
-But when he does fully process it and Elide is a bit nervous since he hasn’t said a word since she told him. He kisses her forehead and says it would be an honour to have children with her.
-Lorcan is surprisingly good at tending to her needs, like you wouldn’t think a brute warrior would know about nightgowns and bras and generally all the things that come with pregnancy but he does and what he doesn’t know he asks Elide and keeps that info in his mind for later. The only thing he lacks is that sort of caring and loving element that should accompany him taking care of her so Elide teaches him by hugging him long and hard and snuggling upto him at night and giving little caresses throughout the day, Lorcan catches on and starts doing this as well and Elide loves him all the more.
-Aelin and the Terrasen gang come to Perranth to visit and congratulate them since traveling is a no-no for Elide and the girls all gush with her about what the baby will look like and what it’ll be named and Aelin starts discussing fashion and maternity clothes for Elide and they all coo after the designs she brought of baby onesies. They both feel so happy since the cadre make numerous toasts to them and even though Lorcan isn’t the social type he still enjoys himself with the simple company of his friends and nothing else like they aren’t bloodsworn members of anyone’s court and they aren’t legendary warriors. They’re just guys that are celebrating about one of them becoming a father.
My entire booklr experience can be summed up as either:
A) This a nice picture but has a book I absolutely detest in the picture and now I can’t reblog it
B) This is a nice picture but has a book that is extremely disgusting and problematic in the picture and now I can’t reblog it
C) This is a pretty picture with books I enjoy and are not problematic and is worthy of a reblog
i found the most awesome supportive show on german TV by pure accident. (I have been watching it for a while now, but no matter)- this show has (CANON) homosexual and bisexual characters, also characters with PTSD, depression, issues with reading/understanding other people’s emotion and responding to them… and none of them are played as jokes. None. No harmful comments, no sarcastic undertone happening. I am so happy about this.
It’s called „Betty’s Diagnose“ (engl.: Betty’s Diagnosis), a show about 3 female nurses working at a clinic, dealing with their own lives and problems… and the problems and illnesses of their patients.
They had a male cancer patient who was at the clinic for chemotherapy who didn’t actually wanted to get said treatment, even though his partner insisted he should. The episode didn’t focus on the fact that he was homosexual, but on how he and his partner weren’t communicating as they should in this situation. (He did agree on the treatment in the end and he and his partner talked stuff out)
And something that made me personally really happy was the episode that featured a trans boy, who would possibly face the horror of stopping to take T because of a possible treatment for a sickness he had. The nurses and doctors all respected his preferred pronouns and were very gentle with him. This episode also featured his unsupportive father (who kept misgendering him in front of the doctors, nurses and his wife), who in the end got a stern talking to from one of the main characters and apologized to his child and showed a start of support. (He didn’t have to stop taking T in the end, I was so happy! ;v;)
WHERE WAS THIS SHOW ALL MY LIFE??? <3
Note: You can watch all the episodes on this youtube channel (in German, sadly no English subtitles) and you should totally check it out! :D
Edit: And don’t forget the reoccurring moment of the one really hot male nurse walking by (in slow-mo and with music in the background) and everyone, of any gender or sexual orientation, close by watches them with a dreamy expression on their faces until they are out of view. One of the nurses has given him the nickname “Dr. Love”. ;D
I am super curious now- is there anywhere online I can read this fabled 'Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck'?
miraculously, yes! I found it yesterday by pure accident- I do, however, highly recommend seeking it out as a printed copy and giving support to the people responsible for making it if you can. It’s a joy to own and a constant source of inspiration. The same goes for any compilations of Carl Barks, Don Rosa, Topolino/Gladstone published comics- heck, any of the duck comics for that matter!
with hardly any set dates or times and just a whole lot of guessing basically
WARNING: If you have not yet watched episode 7, go and watch that before reading this because it contains SPOILERS!
Alright, have fun with my DIY timeline for Jason Blossom’s life leading up to July 4th and the murder investigation following.
Jason and Polly start dating and sleep together. The “Playbook” is updated with the entry “Jason | 2 | Polly Cooper (9) - shy reserved girl | 1 |”
(The entries seem to have been written out like “Team Member | some form of identifying number? (Jason was 2, Moose was 3, Reggie was 4, etc.) | Girl (points she’s worth) | no. of girls involved | possibly dates?”)
Jason and Polly continue to date. From what we can see the “Playbook” is updated with the entry “Jason | 2 | Polly… again bro? (-2) for feelings”.
(Presumably the full entry goes something like “Jason | 2| Polly… again bro? (-2) for feelings. (7) | 1 | possibly a date.”)
According to Trev Brown, Jason and Polly had been dating a few weeks when Jason’s behaviour changed. He apparently became secretive, stopped hanging out with Trev, and stopped returning his calls. Trev says that Jason began selling all of his stuff for cash, then he heard that Jason was dealing drugs (”…weed, pills, whatever. I don’t know for sure because by then he stopped talking to me.” - Trev Brown about Jason Blossom, Episode 5.)
Jason and Polly get engaged, either before Jason starts acting strange or after. Polly is given an engagement ring that’s been in the Blossom family for generations (but was not given to Penelope when she married Cliff Blossom for some reason).
The Cooper parents are vehemently against the engagement (Hal Cooper tells Betty he hates the Blossom family for an old blood feud, and that he wouldn’t let a Blossom “steal” his daughter).
According to Polly, the Blossom parents forced Jason to break up with Polly.
Polly tells Jason that she’s pregnant with his child, they make a plan together to run away and start a new life.
JULY 4TH ROUGHLY 6AM-7AM Jason and Cheryl go to Sweetwater River to fake his accidental death. Polly attempts to leave the Cooper residence with her luggage but is intercepted and forcibly taken to the Sisters of Quiet Mercy home for “troubled youths”.
JULY 11TH Jason Blossom is shot in the head after having been held captive for a week (ligature marks on his wrists tell us that he was bound prior to his death).
Jason’s body contained “hints of cryo-nectrotic preservation.” Perhaps his body was stored in a freezer until his killer/s decided they’d had enough time to cover their tracks.
Riverdale High School recommences after summer break (ROUGHLY EARLY SEPTEMBER) and hosts a back to school dance, after which (presumably between the hours of 12AM and 6AM) Kevin Keller and Moose Mason discover Jason’s body washed up on the bank of Sweetwater River, wearing the same clothes he was wearing on the 4th of July and with a bullet wound in his head.
That morning (presumably roughly 6AM) the police take Jason’s body away, watched by the Coopers (minus Polly), the Blossoms, Archie and Fred Andrews, Reggie Mantle, Kevin Keller, Veronica and Hermione Lodge, Jughead Jones, presumably Moose Mason, and other unnamed town members.
“on Monday the autopsy on Jason’s body would take place” = the autopsy reveals marbling of the veins (I believe this is a normal in the decomposition process), signs of scavenger activity (likely due to fish from Sweetwater River), and more interestingly, ligature marks on Jason’s wrists as well as hints of cry-necrotic preservation (AKA: Jason’s wrists were bound prior to his death, and after his death his body was frozen). In episode 3 Penelope Blossom says “he [Jason] was tortured and shot and thrown in the river like a piece of garbage.”
“on Tuesday, halfway through 5th period, the first arrest would be made” = Cheryl Blossom is taken in for questioning halfway through 5th period on Tuesday to explain why she told the police Jason had drowned on the 4th of July.
Archie comes forward about having heard a gunshot on the morning Jason disappeared; however, that gunshot was coincidental and had nothing to do with Jason.
Several things are revealed about Grundy. Grundy arrived in Riverdale the year before the events of series one, when she arrived she worked on individual studies with two students, one of them being Jason. Betty searches for Grundy online and only finds an elderly woman named Geraldine Grundy who died 7 years prior, all of Grundy’s social media accounts were made the year she came to Riverdale. Betty and Veronica discover a Minnesota drivers license for Jennifer Gibson and a gun in Grundy’s car. Grundy claims to be hiding from an abusive ex-husband, before she is kicked out of town by Alice Cooper.
The Keller residence is broken into. Sheriff Keller’s murder wall is torn down, evidence, background checks, and taped interviews are all stolen.
Kevin Keller recreates the Sheriff’s murder wall from memory in the Riverdale High news room with Betty and Jughead.
Betty goes on a date with Trev Brown to gather information about Jason (Trev sees the gang’s DIY murder wall). Trev tells Betty about the change he saw in Jason after he started dating Polly, and about the rumours of Jason selling drugs.
Jason’s funeral commences. Rose Blossom, Jason’s grandmother, reveals to Betty and Jughead that Polly and Jason were engaged to be married. Rose also reveals that she had given Polly her ring (presumably her engagement ring), which had been in the Blossom family for generations (for some reason Penelope never got the ring).
Betty confronts her father Hal about Polly and Jason’s engagement, it’s revealed that Hal knew and severely disapproved. Hal claims that Cheryl and Jason’s great grandfather killed Betty and Polly’s great grandfather, that the Blossom family stole the Coopers profit and that he would die before letting them “steal” his daughter. It is revealed that Hal Cooper was the one who broke into the Keller residence and stole evidence.
Betty and Jughead discover where Polly has been sent to live, the Sisters of Quiet Mercy home for troubled youths. The pair goes there, and Betty discovers that Polly is pregnant with Jason’s child. Betty hears the story of how Jason’s parents forced him to break up with her, but that she and Jason had a plan to run away. Polly tells Betty that Jason had stashed a car on Route 40 nearby a welcome sign to Maple Town, under the impression that Jason is still alive and knows that her parents sent her to the Sisters of Quiet Mercy. Betty tells Polly that Jason isn’t okay and Polly connects the dots. Alice Cooper then arrives to take Betty home.
Betty and Jughead find the car Jason had stashed. Inside the car is suitcases, Jason’s letter man jacket, and a substantial amount of drugs. The pair take photographs of the evidence and then leave to tell Sheriff Keller about the find. When Sheriff Keller arrives at the car however, the vehicle is ablaze, having been set on fire between the time when Betty and Jughead left the car and the time when they came back with Keller in tow.
EPISODE 7 UPDATE:
Polly runs away from the Sisters of Quiet Mercy and hides in the attic of the Cooper residence.
A town manhunt ensues for Polly Cooper, in which Penelope Blossom and Alice Cooper clash.
The Coopers reveal the truth about Polly’s pregnancy to the press in order to disqualify suspicions that Polly murdered Jason and set the car alight.
Betty finds Polly in the attic and vows to help her find a safe place to stay and money for medical care.
Jason’s parents and Cheryl come to Betty offering monetary and emotional support for Polly. Betty arranges a meeting with the Blossoms and Polly at Pop’s, until Cheryl arrives alone and tells Polly that the Blossoms want to get rid of her.
Jughead gets arrested on circumstantial evidence and questioned for an alibi he refuses to give. Fred Andrews provides Keller with a false alibi for Jughead claiming that he was working for him during the week of the 11th of July. Fred and Archie forge documents to back up this claim.
It is revealed that Jughead’s dad FP Jones has Jason’s letter man jacket (likely from the Route 40 car? Unless Jason had multiple letter man jackets) in his closet.
And that’s pretty much it until Episode 8 airs.
(I’ve purposefully excluded most of the characters personal drama unless I thought it related to Jason Blossom’s murder. I included the stuff about Grundy’s fake identity and stuff because she’s a pretty strong suspect in my eyes (I have my theories about her). I may have neglected to include some stuff purely by accident though so there’s that.)
Have fun driving yourself crazy with a fictional murder guys, I know I will!
CHAPTER ONE (if anyone actually likes this then I’ll totally be fine with writing more!) Pairing: Prinxiety
About: AU in which Princey is actual royalty practically in charge of a kingdom and Anxiety lives in the kingdom with a pretty terrible job that lead him to cleaning the castle.
@prinxietyhell (just tagging them because the first prinxiety post I read was something from them and this is practically their fault now. Obviously) Also a bit of @the-prince-and-the-emo fault too. For fueling obsession.
A lavish feast was to be held in honour of the prince. The king and queen would stop at no expense to ensure nothing but perfection for their only child. The castle had sprung to life. Decorations of rich red silk were strewn carefully across the walls and twisted in-between the staircases. An intricate array of delicately adorned deserts and impressive meals were already placed upon a large rectangular table in the dining hall.
Roman loved nothing more then to be at the centre of attention and in the spotlight but he still didn’t think his parents should go to such a trouble to create such an event. Nevertheless he was enjoying exploring the ballroom which was the final room undergoing arrangements in preparation for the feast. After all it would be a pity to have a feast without dancing.
At the corner of the room stood two people speaking in hushed tones. The first person was a man. He was tall almost comically so and did not look in the least bit pleased. He was the type of person you would avoid at all costs. Muscular and brutish but not unintelligent. The second person was a boy around Romans age, give or take a few years. He was doing a lot less talking deciding to stare at a spot on the floor on the ground instead only occasionally responding. His clothes consisted purely of blacks and dark greys and his hair covered most of his eyes, it was a wonder he could even see.
Roman paused watching the pair curiously for a moment. He shouldn’t intrude, it was rude to eavesdrop on a conversation but he just couldn’t help it. “That’s not what I called working. You were just standing their, looking all doe eyed at that painting. I knew you was a stuff up, I just thought you’d at least take this seriously were in the royal castle for crying out loud,” the man ranted in a gruff tone. “..I wasn’t..” the boy began to make some sort of feeble attempt at an excuse but quickly gave up. The man reasonable satisfied turned on his heel and strode out of the room, not before hitting the boy rather harshly across the back of the head.
It was hard enough to make the boy loose his balance and fall to the floor. Roman would have said something, would have told the man to apologise but he was already gone. He quickly walked up to the boy, the least he could do was ensure he is okay.
“Hey are you alrigh-“ The prince began to ask before being cut off. “It’s rude to eavesdrop,” the boy said almost immediately in an indifferent tone. Roman was a little taken aback. Nobody dared speak back to him since… since for ever. He shrugged it off. It was probably just the other boy acting up on account of nerves. Anybody would be nervous meeting a prince after all. “Oh yes. I guess so. By pure accident of course. I’m Roman… and you are?” The boy looked at Roman with a look of distaste, looking at his crown for a moment before responding. “Yeah whatever Princey. My names unimportant, not here to make friends. I mean people call me Anxiety, don’t ask where it came from that’s also unimportant but you don’t need to know what people call me because you and I are likely to never meet again,” Anxiety as he was so oddly called was definitely full of surprises and that almost outburst was quite a surprise to Roman as well as the new and unappreciated nickname of Princey. He scrambled for something to say. It needed to be witty and clever, but also polite and princely and he was at a loss for words. “I will see you again. At the feast of course. The whole kingdom is practically invited you must attend,” he finally said. He looked over to the shorter boy, awaiting an answer. He didn’t know why but even though they had just met the Prince really hoped his answer would be yes.
NOTE: Okay, so this is the Pete version.. And I hope it’s at least a little bit in character for him. I post this as a disclaimer now, I’ve only just recently fallen in love with / gotten into Pete Dunne, Tyler Bate and possibly Trent Seven, so I apologize now if they are badly OOC whenever I write them. This one is fluffy/sexy/ kinda snarky and funny? Here. Have a little comedy with your steamy fluff, lovies! – Amber.
Up next are most likely Baron & Finn.. And I’m already getting ideas for other scenarios I want to write so yay! Maybe this is me making a comeback after 5 years of not writing a single damn thing? I hope so, I’ve missed it.
TAGGING: @alexablss because I luff you.. and @believe-that-001 because I also luff you.. And @littledeadrottinghood asked to be tagged, I’m assuming you meant anything I write dear? If you have specific persons of interest, let me know please? Anyway, if anyone else would like a tag, hit me up. It’s the least I can do since I do not do requests because I probably couldn’t do them properly.. Oh and also I wanna tag @bolieve-that because Pete Dunne was their vote in my little poll earlier!
I couldn’t sleep to save my fucking life. And naturally, when I can’t sleep, I get up and go into the kitchen and make myself a sandwich. I’d put my earphones in, I was blasting Skid Row to drive out the otherwise deathly quiet of the apartment as I made my sandwich. Everything was going smoothly until suddenly, it wasn’t.
And it all started when I felt something fall off the ceiling above me and straight down the t shirt I was wearing. "FUCK.“ I screamed the word and my first natural instinct was to shed my top and fling it towards the laundry room. Which would have been great if maybe the lights hadn’t come on?
Pete stood there, leaned sleepily against the doorway, watching me with a mixture of annoyance and amusement in those brilliant baby blue eyes. I shrieked again and turned away quickly, grabbing the first thing I could throw on to cover myself… And it only got more awkward when I realized that naturally, it was Pete’s United Kingdom Tournament t shirt.
He sucked in a breath and stepped into the kitchen. Our kitchen, just so you get a better idea, is an actual fucking joke in terms of space.. So when he stepped in, we were almost body to body. "The hell is wrong with you?”
“S-spider.” I managed to mumble while willing myself not to get lost in those damn eyes like a fool again. It happens a lot and it’s most of the reason I try to avoid being around him too long.. He’s just so… pretty?
I’ll go with pretty.
He snickered and I pouted up at him, lightly smacking at his chest. “Asshole. It fell down my shirt and it was fucking dark, okay? All I knew was that something was crawling between my titties and that shirt had to go.” I grumbled and he only started to laugh a little harder.
“Was ‘at so hard?” “What?” “Makin an actual conversation with me. Ya seem to have no problem doin it with Bate or Seven.. Whenever I’m around, noticed ya leave or clam up.” Pete gave me this pout.
I felt something crawling on my foot and into his arms I went. Pete chuckled and sat me down on the kitchen counter, grabbing one of my magazines and rolling it up. Once he’d killed the spider, he threw it into the sink and ran water, letting it go down the drain.
“Hit the garbage disposal switch.”
He eyed me. “It’s already dead.” “I don’t fucking care! That thing groped my titties!” I squealed as he only started to laugh all over again, only harder this time. He was turning red in the face he was laughing so damn hard and that only made me pout.. But the laughter stopped when he stepped back in front of me, standing between my legs.
His eyes flitted downward, staring at my lips for a few seconds and I found myself staring right back up at his and slowly licking mine as they tingled in anticipation. He was leaning in closer now, his hands on my bare thighs, fingers lazily trailing over the skin.
I found myself leaning in a little more too and putting my arms around his neck, my hand guiding his lips closer. My heart was hammering in my chest and the music I’d been deafening myself with was long forgotten as it played from the spot in which my phone sat on the counter beside me. When I leaned in and upward, he lifted me slightly, his hands going to my ass and gripping, squeezing my ass through the fabric of my panties, making me whimper against his lips. And then he pulled me into a relentless and passionate kiss that had me completely melting against his body as I nipped hungrily at his lower lip, desperate for more. He sucked in a breath when he rubbed against me, purely on accident and I felt myself getting wetter with each and every second that passed.
His hands left my ass, going to my thighs again, disappearing up the hem of my shirt as he muttered into the kiss, “Every bit as satisfying as I thought it’d be.” and his hands traveled upward, squeezing my breasts together, making me suck in a breath. I broke the kiss to gape at him for a few seconds, the shock obvious on my face at his words. “You thought about doing that? To me?”
“I didn’t stutter.” he was closing the distance between our lips again, and I rubbed against him, my fingers tangling in his hair as I deepened the kiss even more. “ You’ve got one hell of a scream, woman.” he mused seconds later as I nipped at his lip and blurted out, “I can get louder.”
“That sounds like a challenge.” Pete’s hands were wandering downward again, cupping my soaked core through my panties, rubbing and groaning when his palm came away wet. “Fuck.”
“You kiss your mother with that mouth, Dunne?” “No, but I kiss my girl with this mouth.. On her mouth..” and his lips ventured down as he tilted my head slightly, leaving my neck exposed to him, his lips moving ever so slowly over as he muttered against my skin.. “And on her neck…”
“So I’m your girl now?” I asked, biting my lip as I looked up at him when the kiss broke. “Well I don’t wake up in the middle of the damned night to kill spiders for just anybody. And not everybody gets to wear my shirts..” Pete muttered against my lips, cocky smirk coming as he did so, his thumb grazing my lower lip and making it quiver as he stared into my eyes and added in a quieter tone, “If you want to be..”
“Oh, I very much want to be.”
From behind us, Trent and Tyler’s throats clearing had our heads snapping up and in the process, we butted heads and for a few seconds, we playfully glared at each other. Pete cleared his throat and smirked at his friends and I was blushing all over.
“Interrupting something?” Tyler asked, giving Pete a teasing and knowing smirk as his eyes went from me to Pete and then back again. “Finally.. You do something, you make a bloody move.”
“Oh for the love of God.. Not on the counter. We eat off that. Savages, both of you are bloody savages.” Trent teased us with a mischievious smirk as Pete flipped him off and scooped me off the counter, side stepping his friends.
“As a matter of fact, yes. She was thanking me.. Because I saved her from a spider.”
“Oh she was, was she?” Trent called out, but the door to Pete’s bedroom was already banging shut behind us…
I know a lot of people have made these posts already, but I wanted to make my own. Sorry if I point out stuff you’ve seen on other lists.
-8 year old Jyn runs like a girl. Just sayin’.
-Saw seems like a great guy, and I’m not trying to attack him or anger his fans, BUT… What the HECK was he thinking, leaving 16 year old Jyn in a BUNKER of all things??? Literally ANY OTHER PLACE WOULD’VE BEEN BETTER. Does he not remember finding her so many years ago, alone in the world, scared, mourning her mother, missing her father, IN A BUNKER??? *screams for days*
-On I calmer note, I love the outfits in this movie. Jyn (and everyone else) dresses SO modestly. Like, the most skin she ever shows is her wrists. I cannot even begin to say how much I appreciate that.
-Jyn is trembling a bit when the Rebel Commanders and Cassian explain why they busted her out of prison.
-We get to see Cassian put on/take off that coat SO MANY times. Actually, he changes his clothes a lot in this movie… THANK YOU DISNEY.
-Cassian says, “That’s Jedha” in an awkward attempt at small talk, and Jyn is having NONE OF IT. It’s basically the equivalent of him coming up to her and going, “So, crazy weather, huh?” Nope, try again, sir.
-Cassian loves the way Jyn talks to K-2SO. Don’t even pretend you didn’t notice.
-”You seem awfully tense all of a sudden.” Girl, have you been paying ANY attention to this guy? He’s the very definition of tense. Seriously, look up the word ‘stressed’ and you’ll find his frowning face. (A related search will probably ask you “Did you mean /stress/?” Click on that and you’ll get Jyn’s picture.)
-Right after Jyn shields Cassian from the explosion behind them, he gives her a very brief look of complete shock. Blink and you’ll miss it, though.
-I’m sure most of you saw this the first time, but it took me 3 viewings to realize that Chirrut. SAT. ON. A. DEAD. STORMTROOPER. Ah, to one day achieve that level of sass…
-So, to sum up Jyn’s actions in Jedha: She saved a little girl, destroyed several Stormtroopers, protected Cassian’s butt, and topped it all off by JUMPING IN FRONT OF K-2SO TO KEEP HIM FROM GETTING SHOT BY BAZE. And y’all are wondering why Cassian couldn’t just leave her behind???
-What was Saw thinking as he watched Jyn’s REAL father tell her that he loved her, that he thought of her every day, that the pain of losing her was almost more than he could take, that she was still his beloved, his stardust…? I have so many feelings.
-Saw approves of RebelCaptain when he says, “Go with him [Cassian], Jyn!”
-Also, Cassian pulling out his blaster when he sees Jyn on her knees, like, “WHAT’D YOU DO TO HER, YOU MONSTER??? FIGHT ME!!!” is gold.
-Poor Cassian. The man just wants to do his job, his horrible, murderous job, and now he finds himself surrounded by people who are huge fans of the Erso Family. Even K is starting to warm up to Jyn. He’s doomed if he kills Galen, doomed if he doesn’t.
-You can actually see the sheer panic on his face when Jyn starts defending her father. He looks like he wants to throw up. Outstanding acting there, Mr. Luna. Well done.
-These guys would be dead so many times throughout the film if not for Bodhi. He is arguably the most important member of the Rogue One team. (And he has no idea.)
-”Your father’s message. We can’t risk it. You’re the messenger” is THE most bull crap excuse ever. Cassian could’ve said, “No, this is a job for men” and he would’ve fared better.
-Seriously, though, watch Cassian’s body language in this scene. He won’t face Jyn, won’t look at Jyn, does his best not to talk to Jyn. He’s an experienced spy with hundreds of secrets buried in his mind, and yet, around her, he’s a mess.
-K is probably so confused after getting yelled at by Cassian. “I’m finally civil with your little girly-friend and this is how you treat me? #humansarecrazy”
-Jyn calls Galen ‘father’ once. After that, it’s only ‘papa’. Why? Because, deep down, a part of her is the same little girl who hugged him and told him she loved him. That part resurfaces when she sees him after SO LONG, and it’s painfully clear how much she wants to be his little girl again. This scene has so much psychological depth, I can’t even…
-Also, Galen’s body was so twisted. Getting blown up is not a gentle way to go.
-MEANWHILE: Bodhi manages to steal an Imperial cargo shuttle. But apparently that’s too boring to show on screen.
-AND IN OTHER NEWS: Chirrut shoots down a TIE Fighter. From the ground. With a crossbow. Also, he’s blind. “Is he a Jedi?” “No. The Jedi wish they were HIM.”
-At some point when Cassian and Jyn are having their little spitting contest (just kidding I love that scene and both of them so much), Chirrut stands. Check it out. He was sitting. Now he’s standing. (Ooooo, you’d better watch out, Captain Andor. Jyn has friends in high places.)
-I wanna high-five the person who shouted, “Just let the girl speak!”
-Anyone else notice that Cassian and Jyn both said “I do” in this movie? No? Just me? Okay, then. *cough* They’re married. *cough*
-”I’ll be there for you. Cassian said I had to.” WHEN? WHERE? HOW? I NEED ANSWERS, DANG IT!
-Cassian, you smug little jerk, you could at least pretend to be embarrassed about K-2.
-Okay, so I love the cute scene on the ship. Like, so, so, SO much. But I just have to ask- what was Jyn’s plan there? “Awe, Cassian’s smile is so adorable, and I’m just so happy right now. Imma go, uh… stand awkwardly close to him, freak the both of us out, and then make it look like an accident.” Real smooth, Jyn.
-Grenades are pure evil.
-”Who are you?” Krennic asks, after hearing Cassian scream her name in the data vault. Repeatedly. “Who are you?” he asks, after witnessing her hop out from behind some crates on Edu and shout, “FATHER!” in Galen Erso’s direction. “Who are you?” he asks, and then stares like an idiot when she answers, “You know who I am.” Orson, boy… You’re done. Go home.
-When Cassian keeps Jyn from attacking the dying Krennic, he says, “Leave it.” IT. Like Krennic isn’t even a human being. (Or maybe he meant leave ‘it’, as in her anger, because they’d won.) Either way, Jyn listened, and that’s awesome.
Okay, I’m finally done with this WAY too long post.