things that make neil feel real:

  • dan’s facebook photo albums
  • being spun around until he’s dizzy whenever he sees matt
  • having to clean up cat litter :(
  • the fond hair ruffle wymack gives him when he comes to visit palmetto
  • that one time all of the foxes managed to get together for a reunion (and the repeat cuddle pile that followed)
  • allison’s vague tweets that are very obviously about his friends
  • team game night (also known as neil trying not to nod off in the corner but loving the time spent with his family anyways)
  • articles about how far the foxes have come
  • stadiums filled with thousands of exy fans cheering him and his team on
  • being part of kevin’s acceptance speech as he’s inducted into the hall of fame
  • being able to sign his name on official documents
  • drinking pricey fruit smoothies (and pretending not to notice whenever andrew steals a sip)
  • having a ring full of keys that he actually uses and a ring full of keys that he can’t bring himself to give up
  • waking up in the morning and feeling like he’s home

things that andrew finds himself living for:

  • weekly skype calls with nicky
  • an amazon account that’s used to send impulse buys to the other minyards (including but not limited to: chemistry cat sweatshirts, a kevin day limited edition operation game, a recipe book of various chocolate desserts)
  • letters from renee, written in her barely-legible handwriting and usually covered with animal stickers
  • hot chocolate and phone calls with bee
  • robin slowly upping her stats and the way she’d excitedly call to tell him (as if he’s the one who actually cares)
  • the occasional opportunity to blackmail kevin into letting him skip court practices using embarrassing photos from their college days
  • making the team’s nutritionist cry
  • volunteer charities that work to help kids stuck in the foster care system/abusive households
  • the hilarious expressions of surprise on the foxes’ faces when they see him take care of his nieces at their reunion
  • the tea place a few streets down that trade him pictures of his and neil’s cats doing dumb things with whatever desserts they have left over
  • waking up in the morning and feeling like he’s home

harry potter and the  philosopher’s stone

it was dark times, harry, dark times. voldemort started to gather some followers, brought them over to the dark side. anyone who stood up to him ended up dead. your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill them. nobody, not one, except you.

anonymous asked:

Sophie did you saw that youtube video from ClevverNews talking about Camila and Lauren? I'm mad at that woman who were so aggressively trying say camren is bs and the guy wanting to explain stuff (i'm sure he believe in camren but that woman make it sound ridiculous), I miss Chelsea HollywireTv would never do that

Yeah I saw it, Chelsea would’ve shut up her up for good like “Bitch it’s my otp you’re talking about so shut your mouth, you know nothing Jon Snow”

Look at her shipping it with all her soul, our sweet little co-captain  :

Blue lion's home (contd.)

Since the other one blew up (at least on my standards) I may as well add the other jazz I was thinking about,,

Kk so if you haven’t read the other one you can probably find it or just read this summaryish thing here

So this is going along the “Keith is the new black paladin” jazz so yyup. Kk so one night Keith and Lance get in a BAD fight and it ends up in lance packing up and leaving in the blue lion because he’s just had enough. The lion takes Lance to a water planet (Lance doesn’t know why but goes along w/ it). They dive into the sea and enter a cave, to where Lance later discovers that that colony and planet is where he blue lion was created, and he meets the king of the planet soon after (he’s basically worshiped for being the “keeper of the lion”). Lance tells the king about why he was there, his fight with the paladin in charge, and how the blue lion just brought him there. In return the king tells him about the previous paladin and how she was born there, how she would often get overcome with negative emotions due to voltron, and would try to escape through the blue lion, resulting in the lion taking her to the planet. He then explained how one day the blue lion had instinctively returned and all they found was the paladin’s corpse in the pilot seat, the cause of death beings suicide. Lance gets worried, the king reassures him with kind words and gives lance a new mindset on how to take things. He also tells him that he is aloud to return whenever he wishes if he’s feeling down or if he just wants a quick break.

That’s about where I ended it but I was always thinking about if there were more to the story, like if there was a prince or a staff member there that had a liking for Lance, and it being returned mutually, resulting in a jealous Keith. Kk so,, here

It had been a particularly bad day, voltron had barely completed their last mission and this one wasn’t any better. When lotor came into power, with shiro gone and Keith as their makeshift leader, voltron was unable to predict nor parry any of the galras’ attacks. Lance was being bombarded with complaints and orders from his fellow paladins, but they were new and different ones, all given in almost no time, resulting in him being unable to follow through in them, ultimately having the other paladins blame him for their mishaps.

Every time before that, lance had slipped away to the water planet (he now knew it as Amemasu) during the night, while all the others were sleeping to keep it hidden. Nobody knew or cared that he was a bit late for breakfast, or even lunch. It was only when a mission was about to commence, or when someone needed him that anyone noticed. This time he didn’t care. Once they all escaped the planet, lance bolted. At this point he had returned to the planet so many times that he was able to get there without the help of blue. He once again turned off his tracker, and entered the cave, and once he set blue in the middle docking pad and entered the doors to the castle, Seus (pronounced see-us), his “anointed guard” (Aka his b bud) greeted him.

“Evening, paladin,” he poked.
“Sushi,” lance greeted him back, grinning. He was immediately in a better mood.
They continued on with their banter as they walk to the room in the castle the king had had saved when he first started retreating to the planet. “Anything up?” Seus mumbled as they stared at the landscape over the balcony, “it’s been two days since the last time you popped in. It usually takes you at least a week to go into maximum angst-drive” he snickered.
“Shut up,” lance smirked, “you shouldn’t be talking for someone who seems to be pretty keen whenever I stop by, although I get it, I am quite the catch.”
“I swear if that was a gods damned pun I’m,” he jokingly reached for his staff.
“I know, I’m great.” Lance fake-swooned. They continued on with their snarky comments and in the process completely forgot about the previous subject yadsa yadda.

Meanwhile…. the paladins are freaking the FUCK out. They think the galras have done something to lance or the lion, and it’s chaos. They don’t have the blue lion, the trackers off, lance’s comm is off, everything’s gone to shit. Pidge and Hunk are attempting to build something that’ll be able to track lance and or the lion, allura and coran are trying to figure out any galran strategies to try and reverse engineer an explanation to how they could get lance back. While everyone else is going ape crazy, no ones seen Keith anywhere other than the training deck. He blamed himself for why lance left, and his disappearance sure as hell didn’t help his confidence as a leader. He, out of all of them, was the only one who knew that lance hadn’t left by mistake. While he didn’t know where lance went, he still noticed how on particularly bad days he’d slip out, although after a month or so Keith slowly stopped worrying as he noticed that every time lance would leave, he’d return soon after. This time though was different.

Lance hadn’t tried to be sneaky when he escaped. It was upfront, he made sure everyone knew he was leaving. That he wasn’t planning to come back anytime soon. Keith was, to say the least, pissed. He was angry that lance had the audacity to take the blue lion with him and cripple voltron past the inability they already were at. He was angry that lance never told anyone else that he would be okay, he was fuckin pissed that lance had the nerve to leave the team with that amount of anxiety and fear of his safety, with no sense of clarity of if he was actually ok or not, and even more pissed that due to all this Keith had to handle it all due to him being the temporary leader. Even with all the chaos and tension around the castle, the one thing that offset Keith the most was where lance was going all this time, why he came back in such a better mood, every. single. time. Why, with every time Lance would return he’d seem to have a less and less interest in making snarky comments for attention, why he had stopped bickering with Keith. It pissed him off that he didn’t know what or who he was seeing that made him so much happier, and with every time that lance had returned with a smiling face, his confidence in his leadership skills would be quickly demolished. With every thought that passed through, Keith would quickly and hastily destroy another training bot, until Pidge and Hunk had to drag him back to his room to get some shuteye.

Back on the planet, lance was having the time of his life. He was on an underwater planet full of both hot mermaid and mermen of various kinds, Seus, his best friend (next to Hunk) was legally obligated to hangout with him, the kings young daughters reminded lance of his nieces, and gave him comfort when he felt homesick, and the king was a very close father figure to him. Him and Seus would occasionally go zoom around in the lion when blue was feeling up for it, they’d go around town and browse all the weird fish stores, which was exciting for the both of them due to the fact that Seus was rarely allowed outside palace boundaries unless escorting someone of importance to a location, which was very rarely the mall, whereas lance was having a ball, being back in his natural habitat, the summer wear isle, where he would try on various forms of very skimpy clothing as Seus would heckle him for using the articles in the completely incorrect places (since lance isn’t a fish he had to improvise). The two became so close that they evolved from best friends to the “no homo tho bro” stage of friendship, where one of them would be on the verge of doing something ultra gay™ which began with a quick “no homo tho” from lance (a phrase that took a solid 12 minutes for Seus to process). After a few days, lance had almost no remorse for abandoning his team, of course not without the subtle twinge of “this isn’t right”, and “at least tell them”, here and there, then followed with a rush of joy from his antics that quickly washed away any thought of regret.

One night Keith’s given up. Everyone on the team is exhausted, the one mission they were desperately called to answer ended up horridly, and his self confidence has gone into a complete rut. He now knew what lance meant all those time he overheard him talking to coran on late nights, and he hated it. He’d given up trying to solve it as a team and after all that time of waiting, he slipped out. He, like lance did, waited until everyone was fast asleep, and went into the central room. The only difference today, was that he stood on the red lion’s docking pad. as he flew out with his original lion, feeling much more calm than he had when leaving, he told the lion to find blue. To find lance. He never thought it would have worked, Pidge and Hunk had been working on locating the lion for a week now, all to no prevail. But red, the moment Keith had given that order, bolted off to a planet that Keith’s scanners had stated to be “Amemasu”. It was a full water planet, but instead of diving in like the blue lion did, the red lion hovered over the surface until it took a nose dive into the drink. Once in the water, red controlled terribly, only her back propellers worked efficiently, and her targeting systems were almost all down. Once they landed on the ocean floor Keith figured that he would have to take the rest of the trip solo. Once he slowly guided her into an underwater cave out of sight, he got out and began searching for any large bodies of heat.

About a mile or so away, he spotted a faint, but large reading, which looked a lot like a city or colony of sorts. When he finally arrived it was empty. The readings were still there and they were now very clear, in the shapes of homes and buildings, but vision wise, he couldn’t see anything. He approached one of the readings only to hit what seemed like a wall, or an invisible barrier. He speculated it for cracks or entrances and eventually found an opening, where warm eyed was seeping through. He squeezed through it and found himself to be in an almost hyper futuristic water colony, filled with structures and technology he couldn’t even fathom. As he explored through the city looking for clues and or signs to see if this really was where lance was situated, he stuck out like a sore thumb. He was a human in bright red armour, and a clunky helmet, jetting his way through the town checking houses, buildings, and parks for any signs.

Glares and murmuring aside, he eventually spotted a carving in one of the buildings that looked oddly like one of the voltron lions. As he continued down the “road”, these symbols reappeared more frequently, until he was greeted with castle. It was a giant, high tech structure that stood atop a cave. When Keith checked his heat signatures again, underneath the giant mound of land stood the silhouette of the blue lion. Keith, excited as shit that he actually found lance’s whereabouts, quickly checked the perimeter and at the back of the castle, he saw him. Keith was about to call out for lance, tell him that he had come to find him, tell him how worried the team was for him, that was until he saw lance kissing one of the mermen on the balcony.

A few minutes before, lance was feeling homesick. He and Seus were talking on the balcony, today’s conversation being a lot heavier than their usual ones. It was about family, a touchy subject for them both. “My parents were sweet. One of my dads, the shorter one, he was a ballistic, would do anything and everything for me and my other dad. He loved us so much, and he knew the only way he could protect us was by joining the war, by joining the fight against the galra. He died three months after he was sent out. I was 5 at the time, I never understood what it meant. I also never understood why after the day we got the note from the general my other father sent me into Repun (the king). I never saw him again after that. Never knew what happened to my older sister. Never got to have real family time.” Sues sighed, “The king’s tried so hard to make all of us, all the gaurds, all the maids, everyone who’s stayed, worked, or lived here to feel like family. I’ve just never had that full experience I guess.”
Lance looked up at him, “that’s harsh…” he mumbled, looking aimlessly into the landscape below.
“It’s nothing really,” Seus sent a reassuring smile to lance, “it’s hard to long over someone you barely knew. Now, tell me your story Mr.Bluelion”
“Wow ok…” Lance was caught off guard at how forward he was, “well uh… so back on earth, I was a middle child of a huge quiznaking family. I had-” he cut himself off, “have a nephew named Marco, he’s the best, and a niece, Sam. Love em’ to pieces. Got both an older and a younger brother and sis, Jake’s my younger brother, he can suck my ass.”
They both started started giggling, “huh so that’s what siblings feel like,” Seus grinned.
“You’d think,” lance snickered, “yeah, well then there’s my gran and gramps, my abuela and abuelo both passed a few years back. Gran is a fantastic cook, gramps tries. Then there’s ma and pa…” he sighed, feeling his eyes begin to water, “I miss them so goddamn much Seus.”
“Hey, hey, dude, it’s going to be ok,” Sues hugged lance, “you’ll see them again.”
“But what if I don’t,” lance gave into the embrace, “what if the galrans already destroyed the planet, what if lotor found out what planet we came from and destroyed it so we’d be venerable emotionally, what if the time works differently there and all of them are already dead, what if I’m never allowed back on earth because I’m a paladin, what if I-”
Seus cut him off, “shut up. That’s not going to happen,” lance opened his mouth but Seus spoke before he could begin, “before you say something you shouldn’t, think.”
“My team hates me Seus!”
“No they don’t.”
Lance pushed away, “every time I come back from my trips here no one notices, no one cares, I’ve given up trying to poke fun and make jokes because all I get in return are insults and heckling, do you anyone gives a quiznak about it?” Lance was close to shouting now, “I’ve tried so damn hard to help them out, to do anything to keep them safe and happy, I’ve thought of them as family, and the only thing I seem to be to them is ‘the annoying one’, 'the try hard’, 'the one that doesn’t try hard enough’, I don’t want to be a leader, I don’t strive to be the best, but I’m trying,” tears were running down his face, dripping off his chin and seeping out of the bubble letting him breathe.
“Lance, lance,” Seus hushed him, bringing him back into a hug that lance melted into, tears were still streaming down his face, “it’ll sort out, I promise. But you do have to face your problems,” he cupped lance’s face, making them see eye to eye, “it’s going to be hard, I’ll tell you that, but your team needs you, the universe needs you.”

And thus was the moment where lance went in to kiss Seus, unknowing that Keith was standing just outside below the two, staring at them with a mixture of anger, envy, and most of all confusion. It was then and there Keith knew why lance came back so much happier, and it angered him beyond belief, and it pissed him off that much more that he didn’t know why.

I’ll continue it later, I’ve got better shit to do other than make up klangst. If you people want more I’ll provide (cause it’s a chance to think more about my fish babe) but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

26| Pas De Deux

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Ballet au, Romance, Angst
Warnings: None
Wordcount: 3655

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Not so long ago, you would have stared in awe at the girl in front of you. She was almost glowing in a beautiful golden tutu. It was long and shimmering, reaching down to her calves. Her pointe shoes was gold satin, with matching ribbons. Her bodice was made from panels of more gold satin. It was cut in a ‘v’ down her chest, making her look even more elegant, and translucent beads were stitched up in delicate branches. Her hair was plaited and twisted into a bun. She looked like some sort of a princess.

But you weren’t the (Name) who’d first met her outside Jimin’s studio that night.

Taeyeon stood glaring at you, looking nothing like the prima ballerina you’d once thought she’d resembled.

Jimin cautiously stood up, looking Taeyeon up and down. “Taeyeon, what are you doing?”

We’re dancing our pas de deux, Jimin.” She said, picking up a layer of her tutu and letting it drift down again. She couldn’t be serious.
“But right now I need to talk to (Name).”

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"He just HAS to be her father. Who but a father would..."

Red found an orphan child in a house who was clearly panicked. He took that child, when no one else would have, gave that child a home, saw to that child’s rearing, and even to that child’s education. He made sure that the child grew up safe and protected regardless of whatever dangers and traumas that child had lived through. And for what he did and ensured for that child, that child grew up a stand-up individual and a solid citizen.

Yet, no one anywhere mistakes that child for his. Nobody says “who but a father would do this for this child,” because that child is Dembe Zuma. And the only reason that nobody says this, is not only because he is male, and of course black, but mainly because we already know HIS backstory.

Nobody questions that Red rescued him as a pure sign of altruism, so why in the world do people insist that he ONLY saved Liz because she HAS to be his daughter? Dembe’s story parallels Liz’s more than people recognize. And he has been known time and again to sweep in and save women and children. It’s a white-knight complex he has.

He is a hero, and an avenging angel. He is no different than any first responder, or any person who takes up an oath of service to defend and protect those who can’t defend or protect themselves. He is the type of person who runs into a building when everyone else is running out, so if you are curious as to “who but a father” would do something like this? I would say firemen, police, military, everyday heroes who do not get the honors. Not necessarily a parent, especially since there have been parents time and again on this show (and irl) who have proven that they are more likely to start the fire than to save anyone from one.

And that’s not even considering the parallelism of his speech when Liz tried to see to the harbormaster’s daughter by setting up a scholarship for her. Everything that he told Liz outlines exactly why he did what he did. Because somehow he was involved in her losing both of her parents, and that guilt drove him not only to protect her but to see to it that she had everything she would ever need. Liz doing the exact same thing for that girl does not make her that girl’s mother, and it definitely doesn’t make her maternal. All it does is help her assuage the guilt and drive her on to accomplish the mission that she set out on unwittingly so many years ago now. To bring down the cabal and start finding answers about who she is.

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anonymous asked:

Teasing Harry, yes! I reckon he would know you were in a mood. He'd feel your eyes on him all night (he always knows) and he would be bending over to pick up things, reaching up to flash the laurels, touching you whenever he was near by, whatever he could do to get you to ask him for what you want.

And by the end of the day, right before the two of you get settled into bed, you’re basically writhing because he’s gotten you so worked up and you’re red in the face because you wanna beg him but you’re so flustered you don’t even know where to start.

And when he comes out of the shower and lays in bed in fresh pair of boxer briefs, all you can do is sneak a hand down his chest and let your palm rub against his soft length once, twice, three times and then he’s looking at you, wide eyes and faking innocence.

“What’s that fo’, angel?” And the nickname is almost ironic, cause you don’t feel like one right now, but it gets you to finally spill the beans and blurt out what’s on your mind.

“Want you to fuck me.” You breathe out, fingers snaking under his pants to scratch against the soft patch of hair that leads to his length that’s now half hard and warm against your palm.

“How d'yeh want me to do that, huh?” Harry would ask, leaning up to rub the tip of his nose against yours, mouth open and brushing against your own in a teasing manner.

“Whatever you want, I-” And then you’re gulping down a breath, cause he’s turned you over and is now pressing his pelvis against your center, his cock pressing tightly against your throbbing core. “Just do what you want, I want it, I want you.”

Jonghyun the Letter Day One—170526

From the very beginning Jonghyun was saying “Stand up! Stand up!” But since at the [first] Agit he didn’t tell [them] to stand, the fans hesitated and then the song ended, the second song started and Jonghyun asked why everyone was strangely not standing? After he said this they all finally stood up.

Cr. geeknim
Trans. professorjjong

heyimkandy  asked:

would there be any romantic relationship between christine and jeremy before he gets with michael? (he does get with michael right?)

yup yup ! jeremy pining for christine and michael pining for jeremy is still a thing. it’s pretty slow burn tbh. christine and jeremy eventually mutually break up (christine brings it up tho) and they accept that they’re just not that compatible and jeremy realises his crush may have blinded him a little on that. but they stay v close friends after that. the boyf riends get together is slightly slow bc jeremy realising he might like his friend more than platonically is a little shocking ya know and michael, who’s been pining for years, isn’t willing to risk a 12 year long friendship even tho there’s some obvious mutual feelings there. 

the squad is very much done in the background of all of this lmao

nostalgic youtube comments on the call of a mourning dove:

“i remember being young and just laying in the grass during early arizona mornings listening to the doves. i swear, the atmosphere had a distinct color of blue and the sunrise slowly crept up and lit up the sky. it’s honestly one of my favorite memories. i reminisce every time i hear a dove.”

“i love this sound! it reminds me of the ‘sick days’ i spent as a kid at my grandma’s house just lying on pillowy sofas, drenched in soft sunlight that would sift through the bright white curtains. bacon, eggs, and buttered up biscuits for breakfast…crazy how such a simple sound brings back such fond memories so vividly.”

“ i am reminded of cold august evenings in my hometown as a child. the sound reminds me of the few weeks before school started…”

“ah man, i didn’t realize how much i had missed these sounds on a misty summer morning.”

“ahg, this is basically the sound of my childhood.”

anonymous asked:

One of my favorite things about your new comic is that he wakes up in God knows where with blood all over him and he reacts like this is just another Tuesday. It'll be interesting to see what got him to that headspace.

This is such a great observation that makes me really happy. I want it to feel like Jack has done this before, perhaps more than once. Enough that he’s familiar with what has happened already. Or, at least, his subconscious is. Whether or not he remembers when he wakes up is totally up in the air.

But im glad that it was easy to read this as such! I was certainly hoping to accomplish that as a starter to this comic, and it sets a good bit of tone for what’s to come: Jack having a persistent “I can deal with this situation” attitude. Which may or may not backfire on him.