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HOLY FUCKING SHIT! THEY KISSED! And not just a little peck, but a real proper kiss. 

Patsy is back, she back 😍

- I got on the boat the day after his funeral.
- I didn’t know. I didn’t know you were coming back.
- I did, I always did. And wherever I go next, you’re coming with me.

For a second I actually thought the scene was cut, like that pier scene we never got to see.

Even though that was the shortest scene ever, I could not wish for a better ending to season 6. 

Unrequited Requited Love Pt. 2

warnings: possible second hand embarrassment 

words: 1,365

pairing: peter parker x reader, flash x reader

part one

a/n: thanks to everyone who requested a part two for this!! I wrote it on no sleep so if you see any errors please point them out to me! :) I really appreciate your feedback! it really helps motivate me to write more for this amazing character. requests are open!

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He was so nice. Honestly, he walked up to me out of nowhere at Billboard awards, and no one does that. Like, in country music they do in the states, but in pop music people are very like too cool for school most of the time. So I thought it was really–he’s such a nice gentleman and he was so kind. I wrote a song for them on their first record and so it was really nice, he came up and thanked me and he was just such a gentleman.
—  Kelly Clarkson on meeting Harry at the Billboard music awards in 2015.
Marry Me L.H.

Anon Requested: can you do an imagine where Luke is all frantic and worried about going on tour because he doesn’t want to mess up the relationship or put himself in a position to lose y/n, so y/n stops him by saying something like “Then don’t.” and then proposes to him Hope you like it babe (:

Tomorrow I’ll have the whole day to write so I’ll try to have something to post by tomorrow night. Feedback will be appreciated

Word Count: 638

Masterlist/ Requests/ Prompts (the prompts are not mine)

When I opened the door of the house me and my long time boyfriend shared I wasn’t expecting to see him walking around frantic, grabbing his hair with his hands, tugging it at some points. Luke looked like a mess, with an old t shirt with holes and his usual ripped black skinny jeans, bags under his eyes and his cheeks were red. I dropped everything I had in my hands and went running to the couch where he was sitting.

His head snapped up once he heard me, our eyes meetings and I could see the hurt in them. My heart broke at the sight. With my knees on the floor, I put my arms around his torso. He breathed out and broke down into sobs, his head on his hands. Though I had to bit my inside cheek to not cry, I stayed strong for him.

My hands made their way to his back, caressing him, feeling him relax shortly after. I left some kisses along his jaw, knowing how much that helped him to steady his breathing.

“I got you. I’m here and I got you.” I whispered in his ear.

We stayed like that for God knows how long, but then Luke pulled away and wiped his tears with the back of his hand. I put my hand on his and interlaced our fingers. I didn’t need to ask him what happened as he told me immediately.

“I have to go on tour again. I’ll be four months away.” But you have just come back from tour, I thought but decided not to. Instead I asked him where they were going to travel. “It starts in Australia and it will end in Canada.”

A few more tears left his eyes and I instantly remembered the fight we had while he was on tour. We both felt like we couldn’t take being away anymore but he didn’t want us to break up. We had a massive argument on a Skype call in which we tried to see whether we were going to split up or not. I had never watched Luke cry so much and later told me that it was because he wouldn’t be able to lose me.

When he got back from tour we spent a few days in bed, making love, cuddling and talking. The argument was something that was stuck in our heads. We promised to never let something like the distance fight like that ever again, though. But now he feared that the promise would be broken.

“I don’t want us fighting again and feeling like shit every day, fearing that the other wants to call it quits.” His voice was jittery and that was when I realized his lips had been quivering since he first spoke.

“Then why don’t we change it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Marry me.” I blurted out.

“You want us to marry?” He raised his eyebrows in shock, but I caught his lips forming a little smile.  

“I want to spend every moment I can with you. I want to spend every minute of this life thinking that nothing will ever make us apart. I want to play with the ring when you are not home and think about you and I want a family with you. I want my future with you, Luke. I’ve never been more sure.”

He made us stand up and pulled me into him, spinning me around the living room. He screamed a yes before kissing my lips with passion. We laughed between kisses, our hearts beating at the same fast pace.

“So you’ll be Y/N Hemmings.” His eyes now showed happiness. Wrinkles had formed in his eyes for smiling so much. I pecked his lips once more before telling him how I couldn’t wait to be called Y/N Hemmings.

Going Shopping With The Avengers Would Include...

• er, it would be disastrous
• like, Steve would go and pay for something and just to mess with everyone you demand a senior discount
• “You guys it’s fine,”
• “HES 100 YEARS OLD!”
• Bucky too
• sometimes going in disguise
• even though we all know they never work
• EVER.
• completely ignoring technology stores because if y'all got near one Tony would start ranting
• “THIS IS NOT A PHONE THIS IS A REMOTE CONTROL FOR LITTLE KIDS!”
• “Tony, that’s an iPhone 7,”
• Clint buying too many snacks even though you, Steve, and Natasha explicitly tell him not to
• but in the end all of you eat them anyways (guiltily)
• Bruce buys a science kit to prove that it’s too dangerous for little kids
• “IT SAYS EIGHT AND UP. EVEN TONY CAN’T BE TRUSTED WITH THESE!”
• Steve is a gentleman, so he ends up carrying everyone’s bags- even Tony’s
• Tony and Clint follow you and Natasha into Victoria’s Secret for no good reason
• Wanda likes scented candles, something you learned after she bought like twelve of them
• Pietro “tests” running shoes by putting them on and running around the mall- coming back before anyone notices he technically shoplifted
• Peter being really excited every time he sees action figures of you guys
• he has a collection.
• Tony once bought out half a liquor store, so that happened
• Sam and Clint have dance offs on those wii display things
• always having to be the one to buys things that you guys actually need (with Steve) like toothbrushes and coffee and towels
• because everyone just buys the weirdest stuff and forgets to buy anything useful
• Clint bought a cat toy once
• he doesn’t even have a cat
• he bought animal footprint shoes too. He was very proud of them. No one else was.
• introducing Thor to all kinds of things
• “You have a machine simply to to pump moisture into the air?”
• always getting carried away bc money is basically not and issue so you, Nat, and Wanda always go all out on clothes and makeup
• you love shopping
• but you probably should just stick to online shopping because it hardly ends well

anonymous asked:

baby jeon drabblee pls?? inspired by those epic badass dad saves compilation where a child could've gotten SERIOUSLY hurt but then superman saves the day xD could be any one of the boys but i'm having major yoongi feels these days <3

how about all of them let’s go

you know those compilation videos where the dad is able to save a kid in time before something really fucked up happens in the next? yeah, you’d be able to make a never ending video with all six boys you happen to raise jungkook with.

it first started out with hoseok, who thought it was a great idea to bring jungkook along to his dance classes. little did he know, jungkook has a thing for walking around than just sitting in place and while hoseok thought it was cute… it went from zero to a fucking billion when the group of people he was teaching started to get into the choreography and that involved krumping. 

the possibilities of jungkook being flung across the room was high and right before that could happen when one of his students did a low swipe, hoseok’s quick to jump and grab jungkook into his arms before he lands on the other side of the room safely. hoseok can barely think about his own body when he’s cradling jungkook to his chest. small giggling erupts from the three year old and hoseok’s - “oh thank god. if y/n was here, she would kill me.”

(you saw everything but he didn’t need to know that)

the next was none other than taehyung and jimin who had almost shattered jungkook’s face with a game of tag. ah, correction. competitive tag. what you mean by that is the fact that the boys can’t understand that jungkook is a kid and can barely defend himself in a game against two grown ups. as the four year old makes a quick dash towards the sofa and suddenly slips, about to smack his face flat to the sofa or bounce back to knock his head on the coffee table, taehyung pratically throws himself to the floor and jimin lunges over the sofa. it ends with three of them tangled on the ground but with jungkook safely unharmed with a need to go - “again, again!”

the other odd time it happens is when seokjin, seokjin was in a position placed with yoongi where jungkook was in danger. cooking in the kitchen with a five year old in a hold of someone supposedly capable of keeping him away from harm’s way but one argument and disagreement to another, jungkook’s so close to a boiling pot with a lid ready to burst. seokjin notices this and yells at yoongi to take jungkook away the same time he switches off the fire and the lid starts to tremble with fluids dripping from the sides.

soon the room is filled with steam and heavy breathings, along with two affirmations from one another of the two oldest within the six that we shall never speak of this ever again.

and though, there are times (like those mentioned above) where you’d want to comment or scold them for putting jungkook’s life at risk like that, you can’t. they’re so dedicated and loving to bring jungkook up that sometimes, you’ll let it go.

until you hear - “noona…!”

all hell will break loose then.

“who did it this time?”

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anonymous asked:

I don't think John was reading the bible. For one, the book's too thin. It would be difficult to cram the entire bible into such a thin book even with small print. Only the new testament might fit in there, which would exclude Leviticus rightaway (although some of Paul's groanworthy stuff on homosexuality would still be in there.) The cover looks kinda soft and bendy too. Not something you'd expect with a bible edition. And John's facial expression is more contemplative than repressed, I'd say.

Anonymous said to inevitably-johnlockedGoing off John reading the bible (I’m not sure it is but it’s probable), do you think John is slightly religious? We know one of his ‘dying’ thoughts was a prayer (“Please, God, let me live”), he was married in a church by a Vicar, and he seemed keen to have Rosie christened/baptised which is not a common practice these days. I sometimes wonder if, as well as all his other issues, John has grown up with something like ‘Catholic guilt’ that might have helped repress his homosexuality?


(referencing this post)

I’m not sure if you’re the same Nonny, but I’ll put these together because of the content is similar and I would answer them both similarily anyway :)

First of all, I’ve actually answered a similar question to this in the past here, so you can read all that and come back, since I will be referencing it in this ask.

First part of this ask: Thank you for the heads up, Nonny! I also have never believed it was a Bible (I’m not even sure where this idea started from… aside from it’s Christmas…). I did a brightening of a screencap (forgive the low quality, my digital version of ASiB is not that amazing):

And as I said in that past post linked above, I do not think that is the Bible at all: too many words:

Even extravagant Catholic / Christian Bibles are simply “Holy Bible” and a graphical depiction of the cross:


I grew up non-practicing Roman Catholic (I went to Catholic school from Gr. 3 to 13, family is Roman Catholic, attended church when we were younger), and we never ever had extravagantly-covered Bibles in our religious ed. classes, though I have seen soft-covered Bible books (my Sunday school class from WAAAAAAAAAYYYYY back had them). And you are right, the book is too thin to be the Bible. I’m more apt to think that he’s starting a novel; can’t make out the title though, thought half-heartedly because I think he was more worried about Sherlock. Or a medical text, or – wild thought – A Christmas Story by Dickens maybe? Sure it’s none of those, but there’s some additional thoughts for y'all.

Second part of this ask: Is John religious? You know, I think it’s in the same way many people are in his age bracket: non-practicing / skeptical, but hopes there is a higher power out there. I would imagine his family was, possibly why he is semi-closeted and has a strained relationship with his sister, and why he still holds onto some of the practices of the church (getting married in a church; christening; the need for god parents for his child), though there is the possibility that it was Mary who insisted on such things though.

But I do believe he has some religious upbringing, possibly a very conservative one, and as such has a lot of internalized struggles with his own sexuality (I think he KNOWS he’s bi, but he has such a desire to “fit in” that he will conform to what society and his upbringing deems as “normal”). He saw what his sister’s sexuality had possibly done to his family, and probably decided since he “had a choice” (I know that’s not the right wording, but humour me here) decided it was best to “play straight” until he could leave home. (Sorry, I know my wording is possibly offensive, but I don’t know how else to describe my thought process here)

This is all just my personal opinion, and I’m not crapping on religious beliefs. But John did grow up in the Thatcher-era, and if his family also supported Thatcher’s ideals, that could have been a rough home life for him.

I’ve talked about John’s possible struggles in his past here and here, both discussion pieces very interesting, especially the second link. 

I wish like… NOT still loving people I fell in love with one million years ago was like… an option.

Caller Number 9

Summary: Because let’s face it, your girlfriends won’t tell you when the boy of your dreams isn’t interested. So what’s left? Calling the late night radio show host known as Min Suga is a good option right? He’ll tell you how it is and ruin you while fixing your love life. Counterproductive? Definitely.

Chapter 2

Chapter 1: Caller Nine on the Line!

He’s going to call. It’s been a couple days already, so he has to answer. I asked him if he wanted to come out tomorrow and he texted back: “hopefully I can :)”

She made a hard mark with her 2b pencil and cursed loudly.

Then again he is a boy. Boys will always be boys, it doesn’t matter how different you think the next one is. Men should come with these warning labels, instead of putting girls through all this bullshit.

I don’t have time for this.

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I know this sounds excessive and redundant unless it serves the story but PLEASE, if there’s a chance, put a A FLASHBACK OF YOUNG POIROT IN EITHER A POLICE OR ARMY UNIFORM in the Murder on the Orient Express movie. ♥ Kenneth Branagh would make it look extra dashing!

Also a mention of his “wild youth” and career in the Belgian police force, and maybe a show of his fighting skills we never ever get to see in other incarnations, even though the character’s an ex policeman, ex Secret Service and war veteran! Ken already pointed out his Poirot will be more agile than previous versions. From what I could gather via interviews, I think there will be a scene of him at least defending himself against someone.

In the novel Poirot’s at a hotel before he goes on the Orient Express, he books “a room with a bath” which he never gets to enjoy, but the movie is its own thing, Ken’s own interpretation, so why not give us sides of Poirot we’ve been deprived of so far? The hotel room scene would be the perfect opportunity to catch a glimpse of Poirot’s war wound. Bath = skin = wound. A little promo shot of him (via cluesareeverywhere.com) on the train in his pajamas or shirt sleeves, I think, is a scene that could serve the same purpose; Poirot sitting down in his compartment and grimacing in pain, etc. Even just alluding to the wound in some way would make the audience go: “Oh, he seemed harmless enough but there’s more to this guy than meets the eye! What happened to him?”

Poirot fighting in WW1 is not an aspect Christie went into detail with but it is tied to the Orient Express. Poirot was an important part of the Resistance after Germany invaded neutral Belgium, which is why the Germans sent an assassin after him to lure him out to the front line and finish him off. He got shot but a French General smuggled him across the border to France and then sent him on the Orient Express to England in 1916, where Poirot’s career as a private detective began. A flashback to a younger Poirot in the war and/or on the Orient Express wouldn’t be out of place!

And wouldn’t the war have changed Poirot as a person, gave him nightmares, PTSD? Will we see that in the film? Poirot hearing the murder victim’s scream and getting flashbacks of the battlefield? Or thinking he’s only having a dream about the war and it takes him a few moments to realize the scream is real? Ken would be terrific in the scene.

Canon Poirot walks with a slight limp as a result of the war injury. It’s the only character tidbit they didn’t use in the ITV version with David Suchet. Yet a limp shouldn’t mean Poirot can’t spring into action when the situation calls for it, it’s actually another thing the passangers on the Orient Express (and the audience) would underestimate him for, only to stare speechless when he does something unexpected! Poirot’s a man of contradictions and loves surprising people, I think Ken’s version has tricks up his sleeve that’ll be new to live action Poirot yet still faithful to the stories.

If he puts someone in a headlock to drive the point home he’s not to be trifled with or to be pushed around, it’ll be just fiiine by me! One moment will be enough. Drastic measures, his old training kicking in, showing everyone they know nothing about him, this man was a key RESISTANCE FIGHTER, yes, GOOD, thank you! :D

Edit: Posted scans with the Resistance reference.

Running Down a Dream: The Definitive Guide

So. Back in January of this year, when I was about eh, twenty hours into FFXV, I started a fanfic on Ao3. I thought it would just be a nice place to sock away little drabbles or short fics, here and there, that might be inspired by my playthough. I had no intentions of doing more than maybe ten of them, and I thought they’d all be too small to be stand-alone fics. So I made them chapters, though they weren’t really meant to tell any kind of overarching story. I called it Running Down a Dream, because too many things were already called Life is a Highway, and I liked the Tom Petty song better. I didn’t expect it to amount to much, really.

…The current collective word count for my FFXV works on Ao3 is 106,074 words. (My FFXV game save is about two hundred and thirty hours.) Slightly more output than I planned. Probably more than anyone expected when reading the first chapter of this five months ago! (The fact that this comes after two years of painful block following the publishing of my first novel is just the cherry on the sundae.)

So, I realize that some people might not have read RDD, because the main fic and the B-sides are marked as unfinished. That’s because they’re a collection of stand-alones and the whole thing probably won’t be finished ever– I want to leave it open so I can go in and write something whenever. Someday, I may go in and mark them as finished. Probably about thirty minutes before the Earth crashes into the Sun. But each ‘chapter’ of RDD and the B-sides is complete as is, and while there is some continuity from chapter to chapter–mostly in the form of in-jokes and relationship status–you can still go in and read any one of them, at random. But who wants to plunge into a thirty-chapter mess that’s part of a series which also has multiple-chapter fics and some of them are marked finished and some aren’t and there’s a crossover?? and what? Especially since this Tenshi no Korin person never puts in summaries that actually tell you anything and it’s always a song quote or obscure movie quote I mean, the hell?

Don’t worry. I’ve got you covered. Because I’m here with the……

DEFINITIVE GUIDE TO TENSHI NO KORIN’S RUNNING DOWN A DREAM FFXV ARC SO FAR (as of 5/12/17). With links. Buckle in. Here we go.

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Viktor Krum's accent is totally wrong

Now, I realize it wouldn’t be fair to bash JKR for not getting the Bulgarian accent right. She couldn’t have known. But I still cringe when I read GoF in English (I hadn’t until recently) and come across zis type ov sentences vit terrible Russian accent written off as Bulgarian. I’ve been seeing it quite a lot in fanfics featuring Viktor Krum as well. But even during the early 90s when Russian cultural influence was still strong, no one in Bulgaria spoke English like that.

Now, please don’t take this as a rant. It’s just that after 70 years of being USSR/Russia’s lapdog (oops, I made this post too political) many Bulgarians, including me, don’t want to be associated with Russia. So without further ado, here’s a guide to proper unrefined Bulgarian accent if you decide to include Viktor Krum or another Bulgarian in your Harry Potter fanfiction:

1. The problematic Thorn:
Now, Th is a tricky consonant for many people across the globe. Russians (and Germans) opt to shift to S/Z and pronounce everysing like zis. Uvva folks fink F/V is better. Bulgarians opt for hard T/D instead. I tink dis sentence, aldough short, should get you acquainted wit di issue.

2. In what way would we write the W vowel?
Contrary to popular belief, Bulgarians vould not tvist the vords containing W into vicked varlock incantations. Most Slavic nations do it, but we don’t. We pronounce the W just like any native speaker would. Sorry to disappoint. ^^

3. Hey Harry, is my H like hissing?
Okay, this is going to be confusing. What you mean by ‘H’ and what we mean by 'H’ is different. No, I am not referring to the fact that Cyrillic Н is actually N. We consider the Cyrillic Х and Latin H to describe one sound, but that’s not true. Yours sounds like a breath - behold, holy etc. Ours sounds like a cat hissing. That’s the only description I can think of. It’s not Kh either - that’s a cat choking. (Poor thing.) If you have to write it, I suggest using normal H and noting that it sounds like a hissing cat every time.

4. Uh… Er… Ъ.
Here’s the key difference we have with the Russians: Ъ. That’s the sound of confusion. You know, “uh” or “er”. We are so proud of it that we put it everywhere, even in our BЪlgarian names. But let’s talk about where it shouldn’t belong in our English speech, but due to our accent, does. Now, unlike Russians and Serbs, we don’t like lumping consonants together. So we put an Ъ in-between. Let’s take, for example, the word different. You would expect us to pronounce it like 'diff-runt’. However, even 'fr’ seems to be too much for us so it becomes 'diff-uh-runt’. Also, since I’ve written above that 'er’ equates to Ъ, you would think this applies to suffixes as well, so 'driver’, 'teacher’, 'splendour’, 'honour’ are pronounced like 'draiv-uh’, 'teach-uh’, 'splend-uh’, 'hon-uh’, right. Nope. We love our R’s too (see below) so we keep them. Or 'ever’, 'never’ 'forever’ become 'evUHr’, 'nevUHr’, 'forevUHr’. Strangely though, 'every’ remains 'evry’. Go figure. 'Bl’ as in 'table’, 'able’, 'available’ (but strangely not in 'blatant’) is another blatant example. And while I’m at it: 'ExampЪl’! Oh, and Krum is pronounced Kroom (just imagine him saying e"I am Groot!“), not Krъm!Oh, and we love doing this to negative modal verbs and the like: hadЪn’t, didЪn’t, couldЪnt, shouldЪn’t, mussЪn’t. You needЪn’t worry, it’s quite simpЪl. I said quite, you shouldЪn’t cЪnfuse that with quiЪt (quiet)

5. RRRRRROARRRING RRRRRR!
It’s like a motor engine. In that we do resemble the Russians. It’s a Slavic thing.

6. Phonation
Perhaps it’s out of relief that we managed to say another word in English, but at non-stressed syllables and especially the end of the word, we forget to use our larynx or keep our mouths open. That is, voiced consonants become voiceless (only at the end of the word) and open vowels become closed (in every non-stressed syllable). D becomes T, G becomes K, B becomes P, V becomes F, so 'had’, 'rag’, 'cab’ and 'lived’ sound just like 'hat’, 'rack’, 'cap’, 'lift’. Of the vowels, only E remains intact - O as in 'osprey’ turns into OO as in 'doom’ or 'voodoo’ and A into… you guessed it, Ъ. Uh… Ъvaduh kedavrъ, Igoor Kъrkaroof, Hedmastъr ъf Doormshtrank. (Germans read ST as SHT and the word sounds German, so we took that pronunciation from them.)

7. Think, wink, drink ink with the king on the wing of a flying thing.
8 words in that sentence rhyme with ink if pronounced with Bulgarian accent. A particularly notorious example of the aforementioned consonant phonation is our treatment of the -ing form and everythink rhymink with it. We just fail at that nasal -ng. Our present continuous sentences are full of ink, if you get what I’m tryink to say.

8. Dammit, man, that A as in Black Jack has me so bad that I couldn’t be any more angry and mad than I am now!
Okay, so this is a problem. That barking Æ in the sentence above. As far as I know (please correct me if I’m wrong) British accents tend to pronounce it more as A (as in mask) and American ones lean towards E (like west, best, fest):

"Demmit, men, det ey es in Bleck Jeck hes mi (i as in brick) saw bed det I couldЪn’t bee eny more engry end med den I em now!”

We Bulgarians like to keep it simple. And since we don’t have a separate vowel for æ, it’s either A (last blast from the past) or E (west). Now let me get political again. During the Cold War, political, and therefore cultural perceptions of the West portrayed the USA as a leader. So American accent was closer to the Russians’, and therefore our idea of how English sounds. And the A in those words was always equated to E as in West. Nowadays it’s not so prevalent anymore (for example people say Jack instead of Jeck) but at the time of GoF (1994) the æ was still approximated to E. Oh, and you don’t have a Bulgarian accent. You hef. Like Hugh Hefner. Or you het it in duh past. Oh, and “thank you” is mutilated into “tenk you”. Better that than “tank you”, right?

9. Approximations, approximations again. We write a word in our alphabet as you would pronounce it (or, back then, as we thought you do), and then approximate the vowels we hear to the 6 we have in our language, international phonetic alphabet be damned: A (as in archer), Ъ, O (as in osprey), U (like OO in doom), E (as in west) and I (as in brick). Six vowels, very distinct from each other (to our ears, English sounds like the vowels fade into each other. We, on the other hand, have a very rigid position of our mouth for each of the six). So basically EA (heart), A, Ah are all pronounced as A, Y and I fall under I (sometimes elongated in the case of EE, EA (bleak), IE) and so on. Everything too dim to be an open vowel goes ЪndЪr my favorite Ъ.

But to avoid all this mess, I would suggest just writing the vowels as they are in English and just note, if the narration allows for it, that they are… well, accented upon. Distinct from each other.

10. Hermione…
Let me be clear: no Bulgarian would ever call the brightest witch of our age 'Her-My-Own-Ninny’. At least not while trying to pronounce her name properly. It would be just 'Hermione’ with the hissing H, the Ъ for 'er’ and the roaring R. Boar ink, I know. (Boring). Alternatively, if Viktor was trying to say her name without having heard it, he might have said something like 'Haer-me-ON-ae’ (the Greek version which is almost unchanged in Bulgarian), because honestly, those vowel twists you have are confusing.

Now, since all of this takes much of Viktor’s image as a foreigner, you could compensate by having him speak slightly broken English by incorrect analogy with Bulgarian grammar. Plausible ways of achieving that are:

1. Since we have one relative pronoun for “who” and “which”, you could have him confuse the two, like “the wand who is in my hand” or “the boy which lived”. 2. Mess up the present tenses: Bulgarian has no present continuous, so he could confuse it with present simple.
3. Because noun genders are present in Bulgarian, it is possible to have him refer to inanimate objects as “he” or “she”, but since you probably wouldn’t know which noun has which gender, I recommend you avoid that.
4. Mistake irregular verbs (“speaked”, “bringed”, “runned”, “builded”) and adjectives (gooder, goodest, badder, baddest) for regular ones. Now that I think of it, that one sounds almost Orwellian.
5. Make it so that he confuses words and concepts which are homonyms in Bulgarian, such as the word for both “way” (to something), road and time (number of repetitions); the word for both “weather” and astronomical time (a common joke with that is “my English is getting gooder and gooder with the weather”). Also “land”, “earth” and “ground”, similar to how Daenerys said “other dirts beyond the sea” in Game of Thrones.
6. Use modal verbs with a preposition, similar to “have to” and “ought to”: “can to”, “must to”, “shall to”. If you really want to mess it up, use conjugation as well: “She cans/doesn’t can to say whatever she wants”.


Okay, if you actually read this, I hope it did sound educational and not patronizing or overly chauvinistic. Thanks for reading and if that helps any of you to write Viktor Krum with a more accurate accent, I’ll be happy. Feel free to ask me anything. ^^

Common MBTI Pairing Blogs Be Like

ENFPxINTJ: Ideal match!! <3 We are a magnet for each other, tee hee! =) *proceeds to write 2459 chat posts of them annoying the FUCK out of each other*

INTJxINFJ: We are special psYCHIC couple. We can read each other’s minds with just a glance. We know what each other is thinking at all times. 2 special 4 u ~insert deep phrase here~

INFJxENTP: We will never ever not get along EVER even though there’s so much potential to argue, no, we will ALWAYs click and fall in love IMMEDIATELY because Keirsey said so. Also omg ENTP peeling back INFJ’s LAYERS (eww??)

INTJxINFP: Big Fat Meanie with Precious Little Ball of Fluff!! Fawn over us because we are adorable! We won’t do funny conflict chat posts like ENFPxINTJ because it would always end in INFP legit getting their feelings hurt and then it won’t be funny it will just be sad!! =) But we are cute so love us anyway!

ENTJxINFP: SUPER Big Fat Meanie with Precious Little Ball of Fluff!! =)

INTJxENTJ: *didn’t make a blog because they realized it was fucking stupid and a waste of time. Is probably busy dominating the world and crushing everyone in their way*

INFJxINTP: Golden pair!! Special Snowflake Goddess with Socially Inept Quirky Nerd Robot and did I mention that we are the Golden Pairing??? The pairing … that is GOLDEN? If u don’t agree that we are akin to this metal then gtfo

ENFPxINFJ: Hi!! We’re an NF couple and we’re very happy together and– *gets drowned out by 10 billion INTJxENFP and ENTPxINFJ pairings that no one will ever find their blog*

ENTPxINTJ: ^same

ENFJxAnyone: No Results Found, not even for INTP which is supposed to be their ~ideal match~ as said by aforementioned worshipped Keirsey, in conclusion wtf is wrong with this community

anonymous asked:

Are Dottie, Daniel and Rylan best friends (if you don't know the characters you don't have to answer)

Dottie: yea. We’ve been best friends since we were * holds up 2 fingers*

Rylan: it’s not that long though. ..but we’ve never been apart ever since.

Daniel: ….. well except when we go home

klanced  asked:

JDJDHDHDSHEH DID U RLLY DRAW SEXY KERMIT

may 29th, 4am, 2016, picarto: frogopera makes a mistake that she will never be forgiven for…..a mistake that will haunt her dreams and torment her nightmares…. a mistake that echos down every dark alley she walks through, and clutters her inbox with asks she can never forget…. the first domino in a line of comics and fanfiction that flow towards her at breakneck speed…. sexy kermit.