too much class in one picture

need refs/inspo for period clothing?

here you go:

lots of periods in one spot/fashion through centuries:

it indeed is western/european centric, I’m sorry for that, but for other cultures I simply don’t have so many references

ALSO note that most of the pictures show historical clothing from the upper classes or more festive clothing of the lower/working class because normal working clothes wouldn’t survive for such a long time, and the clothes were often re-used over and over again!

Five Little Words

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Natalia (OFC)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Power outage, bad weather (no one is in danger but it sounds scary), mention of crappy ex, mention of abandonment, Jensen singing (and hell yes that is a warning!).      

Word Count: 3100ish

A/N: This is a three in one ;) I hope I won’t dissappoint anyone. A while ago I did this tumblr game thing where I let people send me a “I wish you would write a fic where…” I told a few people I would do theirs. @chaos-and-the-calm67 said this:

I wish you would write a fic where Jensen and the Reader get stuck in a room when the lights go out (place of your choosing) so they sit in the dark and get to talkin’ and when the lights come back, Jensen asks the Reader out :)

I changed it a little Bev, but I hope you still like it.

This is my entry for @buckysmetallicstump‘s Disney Quote Challenge where my prompt was “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” — Christopher Robin, Winnie the Pooh as well as my entry for @iwriteaboutdean 200 follower challenge where my prompt was “Kiss Me” - Sixpence None the Richer.

Song also used Return to Pooh Corner by Kenny Loggins.

Thanks to amazingly talented @blacktithe7 for betaing this one for me.

No hate towards Danneel intended. Her and Jensen are my otp. This is just fiction. Also no mention of Supernatural in this one so I guess if you prefer to see it as an AU it could be that.

The storm was raging outside. It seemed to have hit the town out of nowhere. You hated that you had to go out in this weather, but your washing machine was broken. It was your turn to wash your daughter’s softball mini league uniforms, and she needed them tomorrow. So you didn’t have a choice. You sighed as you watched the darkness outside the glass doors  that were almost quivering in the wind. You quietly folded the uniforms as you dreaded having to head home in the storm. Luckily your little girl didn’t pay much attention, she had never been to fond of lightning storms, but she seemed to slowly be growing out of her fear of them. She was too busy playing with her favourite toy, her Winnie the Pooh teddy.

Natalie made you so proud. She was a tomboy who played softball and soccer, and still she was one of the most artistic and imaginative kids in her class. She made up stories and loved drawing little pictures to go with them. She was a special little girl and the light of your life.

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Chapter One [Beyond the Sunrise, LMMxReader]

Summary: The stranger from the diner is more familiar with your family than you realized.

Word Count: 2,377

Warnings: Slow burn, mentions of drinking?

Authors notes:  Sab - Guys. Dreams are coming true (specifically, mine). This is the first chapter and we are so excited to share with you guys! Mostly because pre-ITH Lin is my spirit animal.

Ren - You guys have no idea how excited we are for you to finally dive in with us into this story! Sab and I have a ~thing~ for pre-ITH Lin and the way this story flows when we write kinda speaks for itself. We really hope you guys enjoy it as much as we do!

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“Mom, slow down- What do you need me to do?” You thanked the universe for having a slow day at your job when your mom called. Those phone calls were never calm or short, but today she sounded especially nervous. “Ava? Is she okay?”

I got a call from school, hon, they asked to pick her up earlier, something about a stomach or a headache, I don’t remember.” You rolled your eyes at your mom’s neglect and how it never changed, even after having three daughters. “Since your job is closer to Hunter and I’m on the other side of the city I was wondering if-

“If I can pick her up? Sure, I’ll have to talk to my boss but we’re having a slow day anyway.” You took a deep breath after listening to your mother giving you instructions on how to find your way inside Hunter like you have never been there, hanging up on her after a quick goodbye.

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college student mark tuan
playlist: venus by sleeping at last

• studying mathematics and he’s in his fourth year
• probably going to go into accounting
• didn’t know what to do for the rest of his life, too many options
• he’s such a introverted person
• he only ever really hangs out with his friends
• goes to a couple of parties but for the most part is so chill and laid back
• skateboards around campus to get to his classes
• he also likes to take frequent naps underneath the big oak tree from time to time when the weather is nice
• his friends and him often eat at one of the cafeterias on campus, sometimes they’ll study together and other times it’s just them messing around
• girls love mark
• like they adore him
• he doesn’t really pay too much attention to it, in fact most of the time he just smiles politely and goes on his way
• the amount of girls who post pictures of him on twitter is insane
• but he promised his parents he’d focus school
• he really wants to make them proud it’s his main goal in life
• he can be such a goofy guy though, especially when he’s with his friends
• he met them at the basketball court for a game but he was running late since he ended up taking a nap
• of course he was on his skateboard and of course he was going fast and of course you just had to be walking in the opposite direction of him
• in order for you not to get hurt he had to fling himself off the skateboard
• you were so worried about him and felt so guilty since you should’ve been paying attention to where you were walking
• “are you okay? I’m so sorry.”
• he didn’t even know what to say, he was so in shock he just looked at you
• it took him a moment to realize you were talking to him
• “oh yeah I’m fine it’s okay.”
• you felt so bad you offered to pay him back with a coffee
• he was going to say no but you were so pretty and you looked so cute when you were worried so he agreed and together you two sat down for a coffee and talked
• he had totally forgotten about the basketball game, he just wanted to get to know you
• he didn’t waste any time to ask you out on a date, in fact it was two days later when he caught up with you one day after class and asked you out on a date
• he took you to a retro diner in the next city over
• after months of dating you guys were practically attached at the hip
• the boys loved you but also found it quite annoying whenever mark would ditch them for you
• “hey so my parents want you to come over for dinner.”
• you were a nervous wreck when you went to see his parents but they were so chill
• they both engulfed you in a hug and prepared such a nice dinner
• that was the night mark fell in love with you

Three is Better Than Two

@larvesta Hope that you had a wonderful birthday! I really love all of the amazing art that you create, and I especially appreciate how you create such soft and sweet images with the rarest pairs. Thank you for being such a lovely part of the ML fandom.

This fic was inspired by your piece here!

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Each start of the new year began just like this. Marinette would wake up, close her eyes, and hope. The first day of school meant new students and new chances to meet her soulmate. Plus, it also meant a chance to finally have a class without Chloe Bourgeois. At this point, she wasn’t sure which would be better.

By the end of the day, she not only hadn’t found her soulmate, but she was also still in Chloe’s class. On the bright side, she’d made a new friend who was willing to stand up to Chloe, and instead of a soulmate, she’d gotten a kwami and the chance to be a hero.

Still, Marinette stared down at her wrist and frowned, rubbing her thumb over the bare skin, wishing as she always did, that tomorrow would be the day she’d gain a mark.


Marinette knew it was dangerous to fall in love with someone who wasn’t her soulmate. Despite the sparks between her and Adrien when he handed her his umbrella, there was no mistaking the blank wrists after their fingers brushed across each other. He wasn’t her soulmate. She had to accept that.

That didn’t stop her from tripping over her words and her own two feet every time she got close to him. That didn’t mean she didn’t silently daydream about him during class, wondering what his soulmate mark would look like. That didn’t keep her from imagining a lovely golden sun blooming over her wrist and wishing for the impossible.

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Miles between what we say and what we mean

MP100 Valentines Week
Day 4; Aquarium

pairing: terumob

Story tag

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Teruki isn’t stupid. Far from it, actually.

He prides himself on a quick wit and a sharp analytical mind, always planning two steps ahead no matter who he’s with and where they are, and his psychic abilities wouldn’t be anywhere near their current level without an obscene amount of study. He knows a little bit about every subject, give or take, and what he finds he doesn’t know he’s quick to learn.

And so he knows, on a fundamental level, that wanting something and having it are two very different creatures.

As much as he might want Shigeo, Teruki is aware that he can’t have him.

For the most part, he’s comfortable with that.

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anonymous asked:

What do you thing the gangs social media's would be like?

Jack uses his Instagram as a place to store inspiration photos for art stuff. It’s everything from city skylines to graffiti to the way the light reflects through the window and casts rainbows across the floor. And, when he’s recreated the photo in what ever medium it demands, he takes down the original and posts one of the art work instead.
Davey uses Facebook to get updates on breaking news. Jack has to convince him to get Twitter but he only ever uses it to check up on his friends.
Race is a social media king. His Twitter and his Instagram are super popular because he posts parts of New York everyone else ignores. Whilst people are all taking photos of the arches of the Brooklyn bridge, he takes them of the stickers on the railings. He finds the parts of New York that its people create on a daily basis, and shares them. And occasionally there’ll be a picture of him and Spot, which doesn’t hurt his follower count.
Spot’s snapchat story is legendary. It’s everything from law classes to diving at the docks to the view from the fire escape but there’s always so much of it and no one understands how Spot manages to fit it all in to 24 hours.
Crutchie has a tumblr that’s half positive quotes on floral background or photos of the sea, and half disabled activism calling out ableist shit he encounters.
Katherine has a tumblr too. She uses hers as a social justice blog where she reminds people to vote and lists all the ridiculous shit Trump does. She tried to highlight ways women are being oppressed by the establishment, writing posts against FGM and the strict abortion laws in Ireland. She mainly keeps herself off her own blog, not sharing very much that could be considered personal. But after same sex marriage is legalised in the US she posts a photo of her kissing Sarah’s cheek with the tags #loveislove #marryingthisgirloneday and it goes viral. She’s mad that’s that what people reblog and like at first but it gets her a lot more followers who read everything else she posts so it’s not all bad.

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bangtan boys feature in my hogwarts au.

Little Weasley Twins things...

- Perpetual soot and dye on their fingertips and under their nails

- Roaring laughter that leaves their sides hurting, echoing around The Burrow

- Their trash bin always filled to the brim with candy wrappers

- Them always having burping contests, getting them dirty looks from Percy

- Always wearing pants that are slightly too short, showing mismatching socks

- Late nights meticulously checking and rechecking orders they’ve received

- Sitting in the same compartment on the Hogwarts Express every year

- Them sticking up for kids that can’t do it themselves

- Having quiet days in the dormitories, just enjoying each other’s presence

- Carving little raunchy pictures and phrases on the desks in class

- Practicing Quidditch hard enough to sweat profusely

- Only testing pranks on one another when they know for fact they’re safe

Lunch

💎 After everything happened, they were stuck together like glue during school. They usually would skip classes to go to the cafeteria during each of their lunch and gym periods.

💎 About a month later, though, they had already missed too much and had to eat lunch in their respective periods. 

💎 And then again next week they ate in the school’s darkroom while Jonathan developed pictures.

💎 Steve would sit in front of the darkroom floor, making it so no one else could come in that period.

💎 On days Jonathan was absent Steve and Nancy would eat in the bleachers, still during Jonathan’s lunch period.

💎 Jonathan used to eat the school’s disgusting pizza everyday, but Nancy started making ham and cheese sandwiches for all three of them.

💎 Sometimes Steve would pay for the three to leave campus and eat at the Dairy Queen in the next town over if they were feeling fancy.

💎 They avoided eating in the cafeteria because, you know, the staring and whispering.

💎All three of them would sleepover at Nancy’s on Fridays to eat Nancy’s mother’s brunch.

💎 The OT3 eating lunch together

anonymous asked:

Omg... Imagine... you... painting their nails? How does MC convince them to let them do it? Their reaction? Do they keep it or immediately take it off? (And to make Jaehee's a little more interesting, maybe the MC decides to do a really weird design?)

Author’s note: loveee this

Yoosung

  • after weeeeeeeeeeks of begging he caves
  • he wasn’t really that against it
  • plus he was curious on how it was  done since you always had your nails painted
  • as LONG as he gets to pick the color he;s okay with it
  • he will take it off beofe he goes to class :///
  • NOT BEFORE HE ADMIRES YOUR WORK THOUGH
  • he asks if one day he would paint your nails too bc it looked like so much fun

Zen

  • hE WAS SO READY FOR THIS
  • AS SOON AS YOU FINALLY ASKED HIM HE PULLED OUT THE COLOR HE WANTED he chose red to bring out his eyes 
  • he complained about the smell every 30 seconds
  • but he was so impressed with the job you did
  • actually he was SO PROUD that he took a picture and posted it for his fans to see
  • he would only remove it when it started chipping bc zen doesn’t give a damn about gender roles and neither do I

Jaehee

  • of course she said yes when you asked if you could paint her nails!!!
  • until you pulled out an actual nail kit
  • and started preparing the acrylics
  • Jaehee knew you had tricked her but shE was such a good sport about it
  • she squirmed because when you put on the acrylics you got really close to her hand and your hair was tickling her 
  • but after you were done shE LOVED THEM
  • she asked if you could do this more often
  • now Jaehee is OBSESSED with her nails and it’s so cute

Jumin

  • the only ONLY reason this is happening is because he lost a bet
  • and he was SUCH a baby about it
  • he honestly didn’t think you could hold your breath for more than 30 seconds but you sure surprised him
  • and now he’s pouting s you pull out hot pink nail polish
  • even though he’s upset he can’t help but love how concentrated you get
  • as soon as the nails dry he removes them
  • BUT he asks if you would paint Elly’s nails for him instead

707

  • time for a PRANKKK
  • you just had to get him back after he switched your eyeliner out with sharpie
  • SHARPIE
  • so when he was passed out on his computer
  • you took your BRIGHTEST nail polish and coated his nails with them 
  • and waited for him to wake up
  • of course when he finally DID wake up he just started typing again
  • did he even notice???
  • you frowned at you attempt and started to walk away
  • “Oh, MC? Love the color choice by the way.”
  • you hate him you love him
PROMPT: Photograph

Newton is a photography student and needs more pictures for his class. He foolishly wrote to his instructor that he is doing a Modern Jungle in the heart of New York. he really needs to ace this assignment because the top Photographer gets a Debut in a major art gallery. 

Taking a break from scouring the city, he decides to get lunch. So he stops in this little hole-in-the-wall pub. It’s very classy in a not overly oscentasious way. The wall are a dark wood, the lighting low, but warm. The patrons quiet but good company.

All in all, the place is charming. Once newt got his fill of food he begins his trek out of the establishment, he get sidetracked buy glancing at the bar. A single man is sitting there in front of the bar. The mirror on the wall shows in its reflection the man’s tired figure showing his back and front as well as the rest of the restaurant. He couldn’t help himself. He took the picture.

He never expected it to be the picture to be the best in his class. Nor did he expect it to be blown up and put in a gallery…. With advertisement. He never got permission to take that man’s photo. Oh God’s this is going to bite him in the ass later, he can feel it. ————————– Percival has been having a rough time in life. Work has been sucking his soul dry, as well as his pacience. Too much weight on one shoulders can be quite stressful. So no one can judge him if he just so happens to have a drink with his lunch. Just something to relax himself before he heads back to the chaos.

Few weeks later Graves hears giggling from a secretary and the rest of his staff asking if he likes artistic photography(he doesn’t,he hates his picture being taken), handing him a pamphlet for the local university’s art show. So he goes.

Percival never expected to see his own face staring back at him. WTF was going on, and who fucking took that picture.

Random Shit about Sherlock Filming Locations in Cardiff

THE GAY PILOT

- 28 the Parade - what we affectionately called the Sad Gay Batman roof

- Mount Stuart Square – plot twist the boys had their “walking into the twilight together” moment at Mount Stuart Square.  The tree in the background has blossomed, much like their love.

SEASON ONE

- National Museum Cardiff – you literally walk in and are instantly assaulted by emotions because the staircases are the first things you see.  Also the gift shops are filled with lots of bees.

- Ba Orient – it’s located in a pretty prominent area in Mermaid Quay, so every time we walked past it, we made snide comments about asshole Sebastian trying to having his dinner and Sherlock and his boyfriend John busting in and being all yo son your co-worker DED.  Also it is definitely not actually a sushi restaurant named Ba Orient.

- Roland Kerr College/Cardiff School of Chemistry – this is just really fucked up because it looks almost nothing like what you see in the show.  The two separate buildings?  Those don’t exist.  That shit is all one giant circular building, my friend.  Visual effects are crazy.

SEASON TWO

- Heddlu De Cymru – aka Roath Police Station. Obviously we couldn’t go inside where they filmed to see the exact location, but we were outside it and it didn’t really look at all like a police station.  The outside of the building is actually rather creepy.  Also right as we were about to get here, we walked past a London taxi cab (which looks completely different from a Cardiff taxi cab) and it was suspicious as hell.

- Tredegar House – we actually made a day trip out here at the end of the week that they used it for base and it’s super precious.  The last owner was a hilarious gay man who reminded us of Mark and there is a dalek in the stables since they’ve used it for Doctor Who.

- Cardiff City Hall – we couldn’t go in because there was a wedding happening at the time.  We mentioned that we should have brought cufflinks for the occasion.

- School of Optometry and Vision Sciences – there was nothing to see there but we kept trying.

MANY HAPPY RETURNS

- Corner of Bute St and James St – first of all, Bute Street takes up half of Cardiff.  Seriously, it is the longest street in the whole damn city and ends with, surprise surprise, Bute Park.  Secondly, there is a salon in the corner as Lestrade is walking called the Guy Christian Salon.  There are a lot of these in Cardiff and this is the first one I saw.  The first time I saw it, we were on a bus and I had just gotten there, unexpectedly arriving after an awful four hour bus ride next to an asshole and I was exhausted, irritable, and not fully with it.  I saw Guy Christian and was 100% sure it said Gay Christian.  From that day forward, all Guy Christian Salons were Gay Christian Salons.  Also, this exact spot on the corner is about a street away from Mount Stuart and if you cross the street and keep walking about 400 odd feet, boom you’re at the drug den entrance.

- National Assembly – it’s open to the public and is designed to be a meeting place (hahaha good one, to quote hotsmug) and there are exhibitions and a café.  It’s actually really aesthetically pleasing from the outside, no lie, and it looks right out over the water in Mermaid Quay.

- The Packet Hotel Public House – it may look cute, but they don’t serve food.  Luckily it’s right down by Mermaid Quay and there are 8000 restaurants down there but SERIOUSLY WHAT KIND OF PUB DOESN’T HAVE FOOD.

SEASON THREE

- 111-112 Bute St – okay so the cool thing about the drug den is that is actually looks like it could really be a drug den.  Like you walk up to it and it does for the most part look like that and we’re pretty sure it’s just empty buildings next to it and it’s creepy as hell.  It doesn’t go in nearly as far as it looks and it’s in a really nice area so it’s kind of random but cool whatever you do you drug den. Also on one of the days we were in Cardiff Doctor Who was randomly filming there too because why the hell not.

- Cardiff University Main Building – aka the hallway of EMOTIONS.  Fittingly this is the science building so you’re literally surrounded by science classrooms as you’re being assaulted on all sides by angst and sorrow.  As you walk up and down, gently caressing the walls and trying to hold in your tears, try and keep your weeping to a minimum because this is actually a school and there are people trying to, you know, study, but this also means that you’re not likely to get kicked out, which is cool.  They filmed on both corridors, but the one on the left as you walk in the more familiar of the two.

- 10 Wordsworth Avenue – John and Mary’s flat is hella adorable, no lie.  It’s literally in the middle of nowhere though so they’d both be bored out of their fucking skulls in a minute.  It was also really weird just standing on the street staring at someone’s house, which is why we didn’t take pictures of it.

- Kapu – sadly not actually a gay bar, but apparently it is tropical themed.  There is a gay bar right down the road named, fittingly enough, Mary’s.

- Kitty Flynn’s – it’s super precious and sells specialty beers and nibbles.  We basically sat down, had emotions, and left.  It’s about two doors down from Kapu.

- Cardiff Crown Court – appropriately enough, the law courts are actually located here.  If they actually put a coffee kiosk here, it would probably do some bomb ass business between the students and the police force, actually.  Right across the street there’s a nice little park (Cathays Park) where we decided John and Sherlock should get married because it is super adorable and has a precious little gazebo.

SEASON FOUR

- Charles Street – the Christmas lights are definitely up all the time (they were up while we were visiting in early August and there was no filming happening at all).  Also this is the gay district in Cardiff which is seriously excellent.  Hotsmug and I visited a gay bar on drag night on the next street over one of our nights visiting.

- New Theatre – we walked past it.  A lot.  There really doesn’t seem to be anything all that fantastically special about it, honestly.

- Cardiff University Students’ Union – this place is the most hospital looking place to ever hospital.  Seriously who the fuck designed this place, what the ever living hell is wrong with them.  That shit is eerie.  Also we rushed through it because we were pretty sure we were going to get kicked out. I mean, it was also really cool looking…in a hospital kind of way.  It just really creeped me out okay despite the fact that it had a Starbucks.

- Mint and Mustard – actually looks like a really cute place.  We got off the bus for a day at the beach and it was just right there. We may have no idea what happened there, but the place looks adorable and the food is actually pretty high class (nice one John).

- Portland House – right across the street from the drug den and on the opposite side of it is Mount Stuart Square.  It’s not as nice and fancy looking outside as the pictures make it out to be.  It actually looks rather shit when you’re walking past it.

- St David’s Hotel – it’s the first five star hotel in Cardiff (thanks, boat tour) and it’s basically jutting out into the water.  There’s…really not much else to say because we’re frankly too poor to be able to tell you more.

- Mount Stuart Square – the pic that Arwel took of the clock to troll us while they were filming at Mount Stuart is actually part of construction that seems to be there all the time – hotsmug took pretty much the exact same pic.  Also, that vid of Ben pretending to shoot the seagulls?  He did that because they are always around. Making noise.  Being a nuisance.  Because seagulls are rats with wings.  They are evil assholes.  I hate seagulls and they are particularly awful in the Mount Stuart area.  And appropriately enough, there is a very nice wine bar and book shop across from the church at Mount Stuart where we found the book Swimming with Sharks.  SYMBOLISM.

- Cardiff Bay Barrage – it’s actually in Penarth and there’s a random ass restaurant thing right after you get off the bridge.  The whole thing is pretty cool, like a manmade canal type deal that opens the bay to the greater part of the ocean, but apparently there was some controversy over it when it was initially built.  Regardless it took us about a half an hour to walk there because there are no direct bus routes from the Quay there and there was a food festival happening so our bus stopped earlier than it should have so that was an extra fun adventure.  


Well, hopefully you enjoyed this little journey into the Sherlock filming places around Cardiff.  All of the kudos to @hotsmugstache for a good portion of these pics and her and the flatmate for helping me create this post! Obviously this isn’t all of the locations, but it was the ones we had the chance to visit and explore.  Enjoy!

Mulder, it's me.

Happy Birthday, Dana Scully! Hope you have a fabulous day.

Sure know how to make a girl feel special on her birthday. 

I actually was thinking about, uh, this gift that you gave me for my birthday. You never got to tell me why you gave it to me or what it means, but I think I know. I think that you appreciate that there are extraordinary men and women and extraordinary moments when history leaps forward on the backs of these individuals, that what can be imagined can be achieved, that you must dare to dream, but that there’s no substitute for perseverance and hard work and teamwork because no one gets there alone.   

You don’t honestly believe this is some kind of extraterrestrial? This is somebody’s sick joke.

Agent Mulder believes we are not alone.

Are you suggesting that I go before the Violent Crime Section and present a profile declaring that these murders are done by aliens?

Then I can’t wait till you fall off and land on your ass.

Mulder, I wouldn’t put myself on the line for anybody but you.

Oh is that what you were extending?

Science.

Nothing happens in contradiction to nature, only in contradiction to what we know of it.

Please explain to me the scientific nature of the “whammy”.

I trust him with my life.

Mulder, are you okay?

I’m a medical doctor.

You prognosticated Buddy Holly’s death? 

Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!

Sure. Fine. Whatever.

Shut up, Mulder.

Good, because I put it back in that drawer with all those other videos that aren’t yours.

I’m not going to ask you if you just said what I think you just said, because I know it’s what you just said.

Her name is Bambi?

Smart is sexy.

I’ve heard the truth, Mulder. Now what I want are the answers.

Do you know how much the human body is worth, Mulder?

No. How much you’re like Ahab. You’re so… consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or its mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology.

Meanwhile, I’ve quit the FBI and become a spokesperson for the Ab-Roller.

We’re going in an endless line, two steps forward and three steps back. While my own life is standing still. 

You said it yourself, once: “A dream is an answer to a question we haven’t learned how to ask.”

For the first time, I feel time like a heart beat. The seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning. The numinous mysteries, that once seemed so distant and unreal, threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertained not in youth, but only in its passage. I feel these words as if their meaning were weight being lifted from me knowing that you will read them and share my burden as I have come to trust no other. That you should know my heart, look into it, finding there the memory and experience that belong to you, that are you, is a comfort to me now as I feel the tethers loose and the prospects darken for the continuance of a journey that began not so long ago. And which began again with a faith shaken and strengthened by your convictions. If not for which I might never have been so strong now as I cross to face you and look at you, incomplete, hoping that you will forgive me for not making the rest of the journey with you. 

All lies lead to the truth.

Did he have a lightsaber?

I don’t imagine you need to be told this, Mulder, but you’re not a loser.

Jeremiah was a bullfrog… Was a good friend of mine… Never understood a single word he said… But I helped him drink his wine…

Maybe if it rains sleeping bags, you’ll get lucky.

Begin autopsy on white male, age sixty, who is arguably having a worse time in Texas than I am, though not by much.

And it wasn’t even real cream cheese, it was light cream cheese! 

I was hoping for something a little more helpful.

Why did they assign me to you in the first place, Mulder? To debunk your work. To rein you in, to shut you down.

DON’T THINK! JUST PICK UP THAT PHONE AND MAKE IT HAPPEN.

Look… if I quit now, they win.

Don’t you ever just want to stop? Get out of the damn car… settle down and live something approaching a normal life?

Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with. The storm drains are filling up. Let’s get out of here.

The blind leading the blind.

Baby me and you will be peeing through a catheter.

All right, I’m afraid. But it’s an irrational fear.

No, I mean… Maybe I did want to be out there with you.

That’s right, poopy head.

Spontaneous human combustion.

I don’t know what to believe anymore. Mulder, I was so determined to find a cure to save you that I could deny what it was that I saw and now I don’t even know… I don’t know… I don’t know what the truth is… I don’t know who to listen to. I don’t know who to trust.

Happy New Year, Mulder.

Mulder, it’s such a gorgeous day outside. Have you ever entertained the idea of trying to find life on this planet?

umm… and I didn’t say that God spoke back. I said that I had some kind of a vision.

What kind of moron gets his ya-yas out like that?

Well, I’m fairly happy. That’s something.

Time passes in moments … moments which, rushing past define the path of a life just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the path we take in life is our own making or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed? 

Mulder when you find me dead, my dessicated corpse propped up staring lifelessly through the telescope at drunken frat boys peeing and vomiting into the gutter, just know that my last thoughts were of you… and how I’d like to kill you.

Snake handling. I didn’t learn that in catechism class.

I guess it was too much to hope for. It was my last chance.

No, I just… I just want to get warm.

I won’t let you go alone

But, we don’t know that it was, but you don’t have a picture of it or anything.

Mulder… No no no no no sorry. Then you were frozen and I remember I hugged you until you were not frozen anymore…

I remain forever yours - Dana.

I once had a talk with Mulder about starlight. How it’s billions of years old. Stars that are now long dead whose light is still travelling through time. It won’t die, that light. Maybe that’s the only thing that never does. He said that’s where souls reside. I hope he’s right.

Oh, my God. Don’t do that to me. Do you know…? Do you have any idea what you’ve been through?

From the moment I became pregnant, I feared the truth… about how… and why. And I know that you feared it, too.

Why would I accept defeat? Why would I accept it, if you won’t? Mulder, you say that you’ve failed, but you only fail if you give up. And I know you - you can’t give up. It’s what I saw in you when we first met. It’s what made me follow you… why I’d do it all over again.

Ugh, scratchy beard!  

This stubbornness of yours, it’s why I fell in love with you.

I don’t know there’s a choice.

I’m old-school, Mulder. Pre-Google.   

I’m a doctor. You can tell me anything.

Mulder, the Internet is not good for you.

You’re bat-crap crazy!

Nobody but the FBI’s most unwanted. I’ve been waiting 23 years to say that!

Originally posted by thegatw

Gryffindor!Mingyu & Slytherin!Minghao

Gryffindor!Mingyu
•has a yearly tradition of buying one of every single snack when the lady with the cart of goodies passes him on the train
•he’s not wizard born, both his parents are muggles, so his first year he was like “weird looking/moving food? Sign me tf up”
•it’s been tradition ever since
•let’s be real it’s the main reason that Soonyoung and DK sit with him on the train rides
•once during the prank war between Gryffindors and Slytherins (see Hufflepuff!Joshua and Slytherin!Jihoon post to understand), Chan slipped him what he thought was a shrinking potion.
•But in actuality it was a growing potion.
•so 6 foot tall Mingyu became 9 foot tall Mingyu
•the effects of the potion latest a week and Mingyu had to be excused from quidditch practice because he couldn’t fit on the broom…
•was peer pressured by Seungcheol to join the quidditch team and is like “mehhh” about it until you get the the quidditch game
•then he’s competitive and determined af
•the reason Seungcheol wanted him on the team is because he saw Mingyu sprint across the castle from the dining hall to divination because he lost track of the time and was gonna be late, and Seungcheol was like “if he can run that fast for that long, how fast do you think he could fly??”
•the answer to that is pretty damn fast as they both found out at tryouts
•he ends up becoming one of the chasers for the Gryffindor team
•the only thing Mingyu had to practice a lot to get good at was catching the freaking quaffle because he’s a clumsy giant and kept dropping it accidentally
•Mingyu: *drops quaffle from 100ft in the air*
•Seungcheol: “gOd dAMn iT, go get it!!”
•is dorm roomies with Seungcheol and vry happy about it
•just came here to have a good time and learn magic n stuff but Seungcheol and Vernon are always dragging him into their messes
•Seungcheol and Vernon are always tryna prank the Slytherins but Mingyu just wants to live in peace and not be targeted for revenge
•it’s hard for him to stay inconspicuous when it comes to pranking because he’s really freaking tall (he literally stands out of a crowd) and has like the worst poker face. Precious tol bean
•Mingyu: *walks into the dining hall with a really awkward/uncomfortable smile*
•Chan: *blows whistle* “TAKE COVER”
•all the Slytherins duck under their tables and then the cakes that were on those tables explode
•Seungcheol and Vernon just look at Mingyu with the most disappointed look
•they learn to stop including Mingyu if they want to be successful
•anyway moving on
•every year, the new first years are kid of wary/cautious around him because he seems like a tall, intimidating guy
•but then he runs into a pillar or almost falls off the moving stairs and they’re like “oh. he’s fine”
•generally a tall innocent meme who just wants to live peacefully but… naw lol his clumsiness and friends liven up things
•he enjoys it and appreciates them but he won’t say it directly
•he’ll bake Seungcheol and Vernon cookies or some shit and they’re just so skeptical about it
•Vernon: “did you poison these? Have we personally wronged you somehow? Idk what it was but I’m sorry please don’t kill me with these”
•Seungcheol: “no no I don’t think that’s it, he would have nowhere to hide our bodies. I think he did something wrong and we’re gonna lose house points or something so he’s trying to get on our good side before it comes to light”
•Mingyu: “wow I literally just made you cookies and I’ve been personally attacked. I’m gonna eat all three dozen of these with the Hufflepuffs, they’re way nicer than you guys”
•Seungcheol: “Mingyu we’re sorry come bACK”
•and Mingyu does come back and the positive vibe is restored via eating cookies and goofing off, what these three do best

Slytherin!Minghao
•was really psyched to go to a wizarding school because he didn’t have any wizard/witch friends growing up
•until he got on the train and saw Vernon try to snort smarties because Soonyoung told him “it’s a thing the muggle kids do”
•Minghao was freaking out on the inside like “dear god… They’re idiots… I thought wizards would be more mindful people like me…”
•so he decided to keep observing the people on the train before actually initiating a conversation with anyone
•he sat down in an empty seat and started ‘reading’, but he was actually listening to everyone interact and figuring out who he might be able to tolerate for the next seven years
•the thing that got him to finally decide someone was okay to talk to was when Seungcheol accidentally elbowed Jun in the face as they were passing each other in the narrow hall of the train, and Jun started swearing in Chinese because ow
•Minghao looked up from his book so fast he got whiplash but was like “HIM. IT HAS TO BE HIM”
•Minghao’s thinking “we can talk shit about people right in front of them and they won’t know what we’re saying” (honestly, friendship goals)
•and he’s also thinking “if I have a friend that speaks my native language, maybe I won’t feel so homesick” but he doesn’t acknowledge that feeling bc he’s tryna be tough
•so Minghao walks over to Jun and is like “you okay?” in Chinese and Jun is just like !!! New Chinese buddy??
•they sit together and by the end of this train ride they’re close friends and have talked a lot of shit. About eVeRyOnE except that one kid Joshua because like they tried to find something bad to say about him and literally couldn’t?? Like why is an angel on this train??
•they gossip lightheartedly, obviously they’re not really hating on everyone
•they’re just being like “how many times do you thing Vernon will silently stare at Seungkwan until he stops talking and pays attention to him”
•casually blunt observers
•turns out Jun and Minghao both planned to try out for the quidditch team even before they got to Hogwarts
•the Slytherins captain at the time was like “listen all you people wanting to try out, it’s not gonna be easy”
•the people who really wanted a position on the team were the ones who stuck through all the tough drills and training
•and the only two left in the end for the two open spots were Jun and Minghao
•Minghao earned the position of beater (not even a little surprised) and Jun was made a Chaser
•the literal definition of resting bitch face. He does not look approachable by any means if he’s by himself
•he also looks really stylish in his robes by adding accessories and doing his make up real nice, etc. But to some people that can be a little off-putting because wow?? This person has their shit together enough to accessorize?? I sure don’t.
•so that adds to the 'unapproachable’ vibe.
•but when Minghao is talking to one of his friends, he has the cutest happy expression on his face
•the kind of loving look that everyone wants someone to look at them like that
•at first everyone thought that Minghao and Jun were dating because they spent so much time together
•when someone nosy *COUGH CouGH s e u n g k w a n* asked them about it, it ended up a lil something like this
•Jun: “you think I’m dating Minghao? I have this thing called standards, don’t kid yourself”
•Minghao: “why would I date the moron who’s probably backhugged every other boy in this school. Do I look like the kind of person to settle for an idiot like that”
•Jun & Minghao: *shrug at each other, fist bump, and walk away together*
•Seungkwan: “????? the fuck”
•so yeah they’re not dating, just besties that enjoy roasting not only other people, but each other
•because let’s be real if you can’t roast your friends, are you really even friends???
•When it comes to the prank war… You do nOT want to go up against Jun and Minghao
•because they only prank together and they have no mercy
•like you thought Monsta X’s No Mercy would make you cry?? Jun and Minghao’s wrath is worse
•y'all thought getting hexed by Jihoon was bad… At least that only lasts like 15 minutes, max. (Except for that one time… rip DK… but that’s a whole other story)
•these assholes will prank you until you break and beg them to stop
•they will not stop until you admit that they win
•if you tell them they’ve won, they’ll never bother you again.
•they don’t do any really harsh pranks, they just keep bothering you incessantly until you give up
•Jun is mainly the execution of these pranks, and Minghao is the brains behind it
•moral of the story, don’t try to fuck with them lmao
•Minghao’s favorite class is Care of Magical creatures and I will fight anyone who disagrees with me
•he tries to be cool, like “hmm I’m a Slytherin, I don’t care too much for this” but homeboy skips his classes sometimes just to go pet and feed Buckbeak (catch me sobbing, what a soft cutie)
•if you ask him nonchalantly a question about a creature he’ll pull up a projector and show you a PowerPoint full of fun facts about whatever creature you asked about, full of adorable pictures of said creature
•even if it’s a visually… challenged… (deadass ugly) creature, Minghao will describe it like it is the most precious thing and will convince you that it is precious. Because no one has the heart to disagree with this boy who’s so excited about these creatures??
•he is accidentally very cute
•just wants to be seen as independent and manly but is a spacey and cute boy

Staples

I’m in a shit mood so I’m writing shit things about something I’ve been thinking about. Because I’m shit.


“She stapled her finger? Like this?” The girl moved the stapler as if to staple her finger, a devilish smile on her features.

The boy with the brown hair and a cheery smile grabbed her hand, stopping the stapler from closing with his finger. 

“No. Don’t”

“I wasn’t going to.” She grinned, though something made her cheekiness fade. He’d cared.

“Good.”

“Very.”

There were a few moments of awkward silence before the pair went back to stapling the newsletters together for their classmates to take home later that day.

Small glances between them, little smiles.


And the next week when they were on the playground and she’d run away after another boy had grabbed her too hard and ripped the hem of her school dress, the boy with the smile had run after her, telling her to wait, he’d fix it.

And she’d smiled at him and told him she was okay. But he took her by the wrist and led her to the classroom, picking up the stapler and bending down on one knee to staple the hem back up. 

It was then that she’d felt like crying, felt like pulling him into a hug and telling him how much she liked him. 

But instead all there was was a small smile and thank you, a grin in return and an “Anytime.”


The next year was their last at primary and the dark clouds of Intermediate school loomed over them, threatening to drench their happy lives of water fights and grass stains at any moment. 

She was going to a different school, with only four others from her primary but he wasn’t among them. 

They had been put at the same table of desks for most of the year, her sitting by him.

He was the only one in the class who wrote stories which didn’t bore her and he was the one who asked her if she was okay when she left her best friend in frustration when two other girls in the class pushed her away.

He sat and talked to her, about Doctor Who, England and things that primary school kids talked about. 

When the year ended, with games of dodgeball and water fights and silly videos, they barely said goodbye. But he gave her a Christmas card, and she gave him one as that was the custom. There was more awkward smiling, and he told her he liked her eyes and she said she liked his smile. 


And through the two years of Intermediate school, she didn’t think about him much. She was closer to her best friend than ever, and she’d made new friends too. 

Those years past quickly and then she was thrown into the whirlwind of College. She coped well, because that’s who she was.

She got facebook and the boy with the grin sent her a friend request, he ‘liked’ her profile picture and she ‘liked’ his. She tried not to look at his page as it just made her sad, he was at a school with all her primary friends.

She heard his name mentioned once by a boy in one of her classes and that made her hands shake and her face turn pink. She wondered if the boy had changed, if he’d still be the same happy, boy who always knew how to make her smile.

And so another couple of years passed. She deleted her Facebook, then made it again a year later, suddenly too shy to send the boy a friend request. As time passed it became harder.


The girl didn’t see the boy again until she least expected it. Sixteen and with her friends, one of which she really, really liked. They were talking about Marvel, after she’d shown him her earrings. 

In a line at the local Comic Convention, her wearing a Marvel jumper, she saw out of the corner of her eye a bright red shirt but she thought nothing of it except it was a nice red.

It was then that her best friend whispered that he was here. She froze, whispering “Where?” under her breath.

Directed it the right direction, she turned to see him.

A big grin on his features, he seemed taller, but six or so years will do that. He’d also lost weight but his hair looked the same.

He was trying a video game with his friends, laughing. His gaze seemed to lock onto her and his grin suddenly faltered, she felt her heart beat faster, worried that she’d ruined his day.

But then he smiled, a small, shy smile before turning away upon noticing she was looking at him. She looked down, knowing that they were different now. 

Her friends pushed her up the line and she pulled her attention back to them. 

But all day, her heart rate sped up when she saw a flash of red, a happy smile or a mop of brown hair.