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he kicked me in the face and i still love him more than 99.9% of things on this planet

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I think y’all shouldn’t freak out too much over this extended promo. Yes, things are getting serious, but I still wouldn’t even call it ‘fighting’?? It’s not like they’re shouting. They’re just… talking. Calmly. And if Zoe’s liked tweets are anything to go by, then yes, it is about Shadowhunters-Downworlders business. I think Matt or one of the writers once said that Alec’s gonna learn how to balance his work and relationship and this is exactly what begins in this scene - he’ll soon realize that both work and relationship is important, but first off, he cannot let one of this affect the other. 

+ We all know Freeform likes to mess things up. I don’t have time to make gifs and show my exact point, but this shoot of Alec after Magnus said “get out” is cut out from another part of this scene. You can see there Magnus talking and I doubt he says something else after “get out”. Which makes me feel like Magnus doesn’t say “get out” right after Alec’s “Magnus, come on”. Actually, I wouldn’t be so sure if Alec says that after "Do you not trust my word?”. Dialogues in promos are pretty fucked up. 

So… yeah. It’s gonna be okay, they’ll work it out

DerpCraft: How Many Dates Does It Take?
  • Galm: You know one of the things I really love about Smarty? It's that you can completely shut him down by talking to him about sex.
  • Chilled: *calls Smarty while he's not streaming, but everyone else is*
  • Tom: Oh my <i>god</i>, Chilled
  • Smarty: *answering the phone* Oh hey, I was just about to call you. I'm escaping work.
  • Chilled: Oh, awesome, cool, I just had a quick question. Uh, we haven't started yet, we're just getting things together. This is more I guess for my own personal thing, so don't talk to the other guys about this, uh-
  • Smarty: I can <i>not</i> hear you, hold on one sec
  • Aphex: *cry-laughing*
  • Chilled: Ok, how was work bro?
  • Galm: He's gonna reveal a bunch of private details
  • Chilled: You there though?
  • Smarty: Yeah, what's up?
  • Chilled: So, serious question, and I need to kinda know- after how many dates you have sex with a woman? Like, is it two? Three?
  • Smarty: ... What?
  • Chilled: Like, I'm just- I'm in three years of dates, like, is it three dates? Did I get the numbers confused? How many-
  • Smarty: Can I just ask you a question? Are you currently on the livestream?
  • Chilled: NO! We haven't started yet- Aphex, being typical Aphex, didn't show up yet. I think we said 5pm-
  • Smarty: Hold on, wait, what?
  • Chilled: So, three dates? Alright, we'll talk about it more afterwards, get back safe buddy.
  • Smarty: ... I can tell you're on the livestream right now
  • Aphex: <i>*wheezing*</i>
  • Chilled: I'm not livestreaming, cross my heart. I am not live streaming.
  • Smarty: ... I just checked <i>Twitter</i>?
  • Chilled: ... Well, maybe <i>they're</i> livestreaming. Smarty, I gotta go something's going on, there's a creeper in my house, bye Smarty-

“Fina. You cannot expect me to let a statement like that pass without comment.”

My Own Private Gym - Part 5

(Parts 1, 2, 3, 4)

During the entire ride back to her place, Kara had been trying not to cry. She felt like she didn’t have the right to do that in Lena’s car, it was a weird thing to think, but she couldn’t explain her thought process even if she tried.

Fishing her cellphone out of her bag, Kara shot Alex a text message saying, ‘Please, wake up. I’m flying over, I need to talk something over with you.’

After being dropped off at her apartment building, Kara bolted up the stairs and changed into her Supergirl suit so she could fly over to Alex’s place. 

Getting into her sister’s apartment through an open window, she called softly, “Alex?” Her voice already starting to break.

“Hey,” Alex yawned, walking out of her bedroom still wearing her pajamas, rubbing the sleep off her eyes. “What’s u-” Before Alex could finish her question, she felt Kara pulling her into a tight hug. 

The moment Alex felt Kara start sobbing, she frowned, but instead of asking what was wrong, she just held her sister, rubbing small gentle circles on her back and whispering reassurances that everything would be okay.

A few minutes later, Kara had calmed down enough to talk. “Please don’t get angry at me…” she started, making Alex increasingly confused, “..I-I think I like Lena.” 

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anonymous asked:

Okay - you are completely wonderful, your writing and talented creativity is epic. You brighten my day. Have a great time on vacation, you will be missed, but that just means we'll enjoy it that much more when you get back. --- on an unrelated note, can we have what happens next with butterfly flutter, is there angst, is there drama? Does jealous Anakin start showing?

“Obi-Wan, you look well.” The redhead smiled as Mace settled down at the table with him, eyes quirking up in a half smile.

“You mean I look fat don’t you.” He teased in return and laughed when the Korun spluttered.

“I certainly do n-bah, of course you’re making jokes.” The man grumbled then smiled. “But alright, you’re as big as a cargo barge.” He smirked.

Obi-Wan just laughed, rubbing his stomach faintly before taking a small sip of tea.

“Morning sickness still?” Mace hummed, glancing down at the others plate of toast, ginger tea and a very small cup of yogurt.

“Yes.” Obi-Wan sighed. “The healers prescribed me some pills for it but honestly, the side effects are worse then the benefits in my case.” He grimaced then took a small bite out of his toast. “I make sure to take my prenatal though so I’m in no risk Mace. Nor is the baby.” He hummed.

“Good, you shouldn’t take any risks.” Mace offered seriously then started on his own meal of boiled eggs, porridge and salted meat. At least it didn’t have a pungent smell, it had been hard enough to stand right next to the food droids when fetching it to begin with.

“And Skywalker?”

The question was so casual that Obi-Wan almost forgot the implication behind it.

That Mace knew.

He bowed his head a bit over his cup, taking a sip to gather his thoughts and not speak without thought. “He’s…he seems upset but that may be the divorce and the probation.”

“I still can’t believe you talked us into allowing him it.” Mace scowled at him.

“… I wanted to see him happy. It made him happy.” Obi-Wan got out quietly.

Dark eyes observed him and Obi-Wan took another sip.

“…You’re a better man then me Obi-Wan. I would never have argued for it if I were you.” Mace took his own tea.

“Well there was also the added benefit of popularizing the Jedi again, making them understand that we’re just…beings with feelings.” Obi-Wan gave a small smile then sighed, all to aware of the ears around. Then he rubbed the curve of his life swollen stomach. “… In the end we’re all just that.”

Mace stared at him then reached out and rested his hand on the others free wrist, staring at him. “You’re more then that Obi-Wan and you know it.”

The other councilor may have answered if a shadow hadn’t fallen over them, both looking up to find the knight they had been speaking about looming over them, blue eyes on Mace hand.

“Ah, Anakin, here for morning meals?” Obi-Wan pulled his hand back, oblivious.

Mace was not.

He had seen that flash of deep seated jealousy flashing through the knights eyes and he sat back, watching him as Skywalker settled down beside Obi-Wan, his shoulders tense and his flesh hand white knuckled on his tray.

“Yes. I had morning meditation with the eight to nine years first or I would have come before and kept you company Obi-Wan.”

“Mace kept me company for a bit. It was alright Anakin.”

A spasm in the knights fingers and a non-committal hum.

For such a smart man, Obi-Wan certainly was oblivious to Anakin’s emotional shifts.

Then again, perhaps Obi-Wan had blinded himself on purpose?

Mace finished his tea.

“You’re still not eating well?” Skywalker questioned, eyes on Obi-Wan’s plate.

“Its just morning meals Anakin.” The redhead waved away. “I usually get my appetite better around mid-meals. And like I told Mace, I take good prenatal, there is no trouble. I get the calories I need and the vitamins.”

Blue eyes flashed to Mace again before the blond busily focused on his own meal when he caught the councilor already watching him.

‘He’s jealous. He’s very jealous. Sith spit, I can’t tell if that’s good or bad. Bad as a Jedi though we all have our struggles, or good because that means he actually cares for Obi-Wan still.’ Mace finished the last of the his porridge.

Convincing Obi-Wan would be the real struggle though.

He was so used to the blond that he didn’t even seem to notice how Anakin was leaning against him, needing to touch him in some manner if it was only as casual as his free arm resting against the others side and their knees brushing.

Well, no one had said Mace wasn’t up for a challenge.