what an incredible time to be alive

Some people take your breath away from the very start. Loud and wild and incredibly alive. Sometimes you fall hard on the spot, and it lasts, but here’s the thing about love: mostly it grows. Mostly it’s seeing her in class and wondering what she's thinking. Watching her write her name at the top of her paper in loopy cursive. When you ask her out for the first time, your palms are sweaty. God, you think. Get a grip. But then she says yes, and you stop thinking altogether.
     And it’s quiet, this love. Shimming its way into your life. You learn that she’s funny. She likes bad reality TV and drinks coffee by the gallon. When you compliment her, she tucks her chin in embarrassment. She’s kind to people. Generous. And here’s the other thing about love: mostly you don’t see it coming.
     One day in the middle of winter she takes your hand and presses close and says, “You’re so warm. God. I wish I could wear you like a sweater.” And that’s it. The shy girl in English with big eyes. Loopy cursive. This girl. This is it, you think. This is what it’s all about. You tell her that you love her one day, many months later, and maybe she says it back. Maybe she smiles wide with all of her teeth and says, “it took you long enough. ” Maybe you marry her or maybe she starts asking for space. Maybe it’s too much, this love. Or maybe you break her heart and she never forgives you. Maybe love just doesn’t cut it this time. Maybe all of this. None of it. Something else entirely. I mean, that’s the thing about love: mostly it doesn’t make any sense at all.

the best story i think i’ve ever heard at a party was from this ex-Lutheran who was absolutely shitfaced and told us all about the origins of Lutherism bc it’s so??? incredible??? apparently martin luther was this like twenty-one year old college student and atheist (of course) and he’s walking home during this thunderstorm, just soaking wet, miserable, probably cussing out the god he supposedly doesn’t believe in, and he gets struck by lightning, which, obviously, sucks. he’s probably pissed as hell because he’s miraculously alive but also probably in a lot of pain, probably cursing god’s name yet again, and he gets struck by lightning a second time like??? What the fuck!!! how unlucky is that!! and so now he’s running for a forest to hide underneath the trees, once again furious at god, and he gets struck by lightning for the third time!!! so he finally makes it to the trees, probably crispy as hell, exhausted and in pain and he drops to his knees and says basically “god, please, for fucks sake, stop hitting me with lightning. I swear if you leave me alone i’ll go to a monastery and become a monk and re-invent this religion i guess but please just leave me alone” and he’s not struck by lightning again so he becomes a monk like??? i’m not Lutheran so i don’t know how accurate this drunk re-telling is but i believe it whole-heartedly and have gained a healthy respect for the wrath of god

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Anon asked: ‘hey, what are your thoughts on harry styles? 👀

“He’s a great kid!”

Seriously though, didn’t really know much about Harry Styles before ‘Dunkirk’, so it’s been great fun discovering his music, personality and style. And meeting some of his lovely fans on tumblr, IG and Twitter —thank you so much for your support and interest in Cillian too.

How incredible is it that “doing a Harry Styles” is now a thing?! That term is now being used to describe other musicians moving into acting. Can’t wait for the release of ‘Dunkirk’ (126 days!) and for Cillian,Tom Hardy, Harry and the rest of the cast in interviews, on the red carpet and on the big screen. It’ll be fantastic.

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#ThankYouBones Week

Day 12: 1 Bones Cast, final THANK YOU

“In our culture, we all search for closure. But closure is an illusion. Science shows us that the universe is constantly in flux. It’s what allows our friendships and our love to constantly surprise us.” 

“Quantum physicists have postulated that the way we experience time is an illusion, that it doesn’t happen in a linear way. That past and present– in reality, there’s no difference.”

Those good times with Bones are happening now. They will always be happening. And we can keep them alive forever. It’s not goodbye. Bones will live on- through the fans, cast & crew, and 246 brilliant, beautiful, incredible, awe-inspiring episodes. Always

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A Moment in Time

Short cartoon from Goro Fujita is a demo for VR Art app Quill and its upcoming animation features (the video below took one person 80 hours to create including assets):

“What if I painted and animated a moment in time that people could explore and experience from multiple angles at their own pace?” This is when I started working on my first animated Quillustration. I started with a street and animated a guy walking down this street frame by frame. Then I added a guy smoking a cigarette on the other side of the street all as looping animations. The more I added to the scene the more magical it became. Seeing my painted characters come alive and being inside my painting with them was incredible. The scene kept growing and as I added positional audio to the mix it became complete. This piece took me about 80 hours to finish and the fact that Quill allows a single person to create something like this is still mind boggling to me. Important to note, what you are about to see is a real time capture of the animated Quillustration meaning it’s all running in real time inside Quill.

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In honor of #BookLoversDay I think we can all agree that Henry Bemis is one of the most well-known lover of books! And believe me when I say that Burgess loved books equally as much as the character he played - so it’s most fitting to commemorate this day with a photo from TIME ENOUGH AT LAST. 

I have many fond memories of Burgess reading to my sister and I. He had very strong beliefs about reading aloud to children and how incredibly important that was in language development and early literacy skills. So much so that he professionally recorded himself reading a children’s book just so “you’ll always have Uncle Buzz to read to you no matter what.” And I’m SO glad he did, as it’s something I will cherish forever.

The only fan page solely dedicated to Burgess Meredith // Lovingly ran by his grandniece in attempt to keep his legacy alive

Ike/Camilla C-S Support

Written by @tct-psychoticnekomata



C SUPPORT

Camilla: Oh, Ike dear~

Ike: Princess Camilla, right? I heard you managed to make a comeback against Lady Lyn. Well played.

Camilla: No need to call me princess. A Hero such as you is well past formality. Besides, that was all just a matter of luck, really. Honestly, I thought I’d lose most of the way through. I do hope the poor dear isn’t beating herself up over that last mistake.

Ike: On the contrary. I got a chance to talk with her. She intends to learn from it and better herself for it. She holds no grudge against you, by the way.

Camilla: Ufufu. There’s no need to worry about me, darling. I can handle more then my fair share of grudges. That being said, you won’t hold back against me now, will you?

Ike: Absolutely not. And you better not hold back either. I want to test my skills against you properly.

Camilla: I’m glad we’re on the same page. May the best fighter win~

[Ike and Camilla have reached support rank C.]


B SUPPORT

Camilla: This feeling certainly is familiar.

Ike: I don’t intend to slip up like Lady Lyn did though.

Camilla: Oh, I don’t think you do. But keep on your guard now. I did promise not to hold back~.

Ike: Hyah!

Camilla: Umf! … That’s another victory for you then. You really are the fighter they say and more, Ike. Sparing with you has been nothing but delightful.

Ike: The same goes with you. I’m always glad to find another partner to test my steel against. I’ll be quite honest as well… I was hoping you would be as powerful as I’d heard.

Camilla: Oh?

Ike: I’ve heard some of the soldiers about speaking rather nasty rumors about you. I don’t care for gossip, but the things said have been nothing but slander. Of course I questioned (y/n) about it and (s)he was furious, but I wanted to see for myself just how capable you are.

Camilla: Awwww, that’s so sweet~ Truthfully, I know there are many who are jealous of me. Some envy my position, some my strength… some even envy other more carnal assets of mine. I notice you haven’t once made comment on them. You’re such a gentleman.

Ike: Even if were I inclined to look down, Titania would have my head in a vice.

Camilla: She sounds like a good mother to have.

Ike: Well… she is like a mother, yes. My actual mother died while I was still young, so she’s the closest I’ve had.

Camilla: Oh…. I’m sorry, Ike. I promise my intent wasn’t to-

Ike: I know. I’ve come to term with both my father’s and mother’s passing. Besides, this isn’t about me. I’m more worried for you, what with all this cowardice about.

Camilla: Well, you are just darling, Ike. But as I said before… I can handle grudges. And the rumor-mongering going on here is absolutely comedic when compared to what I faced before.

Ike: What you faced before?

Camilla: It’s… a long story. I’ll tell you after our next fight. Consider it your reward if you can beat me~

Ike: Heh… I admire your confidence. Alright then.

[Ike and Camilla have reached support rank B.]


A SUPPORT

Camilla: Well fought again… Once more, I’m soundly beat.

Ike: Not quite soundly. I was losing a lot of ground there.

Camilla: Well I still lost regardless. But it was still fun, I assure you.

Ike: You seem happier after last time.

Camilla: Mmmnh… I still owe you that explanation, don’t I?

Ike: Only because I won.

Camilla: Very well. The envy and slander that comes my way from these soldiers is nothing new to me. But it’s easier to handle because these are nobodies, worthless infantile miscreants I can forget about when I go home. When I was younger, though, that was my life… and it came from within my family.

Ike: Your own family tormented you?

Camilla: My father, the King of Nohr, had many concubines. My own mother was just another woman at his beck and call, but like the rest of them, she dreamed of being queen, of having greater power. So she used me in her game of thrones and power. I either had to kill my half-siblings one by one or I to die myself. The fact that I’m here before you now should tell you what choice I made and of course… she praised me for it. But while the servants could do nothing about it, many of them knew. And they talked… and talked… and talked.

Ike: Gods…

Camilla: This isn’t the first time I’ve heard such unpleasant words. I know it won’t be the last. But I got over that the day those damned murders ended. I have a family to protect and a kingdom to guard. I don’t have time to agonize over the ramblings of those beneath me.

Ike: I see. You’re quite incredible, Camilla. I don’t think I could’ve ever brought myself to kill family.

Camilla: “Incredible” is not the word I would use to define it, Ike…

Ike: Perhaps not. But the way I see it, you did what you had to in order to live. And now that you’re still alive, you can do what you need to in order to make sure such a thing never happens again. Isn’t that still incredible?

Camila: … Fuhuhu… I suppose it is, when you put it that way.

[Ike and Camilla have reached support rank A.]


S SUPPORT

Ike: The gauntlet is almost over now.

Camilla: A shame too. I’d come to look forward to our battles against each other.

Ike: As did I. But we’ll still be able to fight alongside each other at the very least.

Camilla: True. And I know you’re more capable then most out there. I’m going to miss you when I have to return home to Nohr.

Ike: As will I. But Camilla… one day, I want to find a way for us to meet again. Though I have a war to win back in my world, I don’t want us to be permanently seperated.

Camilla: Oh? And what has you feeling so clingish, hmmm?

Ike: It’s because I love you.

Camilla: Ahhhhh~. … wait. Huh?!

Ike: I’m not the greatest with words, but I want to say at least that much. All the time I’ve spent with you, be it fighting against you or talking with you, has been more than enjoyable. I don’t ever want that to end, so I want nothing more then to stay at your side.

Camilla: I see… I hope you know that if it’s my political status you seek, I intend to give up my right to the throne when Nohr is safe.

Ike: The thought of being royalty doesn’t intrigue me in the slightest, I promise you.

Camilla: Well then… I’m happy to hear that. There are many things I do not fear. But the thought of you loving someone else or, even worse, using me as a tool for power… I’ll admit that thought terrified me. I care so deeply about you, I wouldn’t know what to do if you ended up like my father.

Ike: Well, I don’t mind spending any amount of time to prove to you I’ll never treat you like that. So… shall we have one last battle, Camilla?

Camilla: I would enjoy nothing more, Ike.

[Ike and Camilla have reached support rank S.]

Loving Vincent (2017)

Plot: A year after the death of Vincent Van Gogh, Armand Roulin (Douglas Booth) sets out to deliver a lost letter to his brother. However he gets drawn into a web of intrigue as conflicting tales of the artists death come to light.

Review: The fruit of seven years of labour, Loving Vincent is the worlds first movie depicted entirely in oil paintings, all created by a legion of artists paying tribute to the iconic Vincent Van Gogh.

It’s an incredible achievement as around one hundred and twenty-five artists sat and painted the scenes, with tributes to some of his most famous works on display along the way. But they didn’t just paint from scratch with the actors doing the voiceover work later; instead they shot the movie in full, before the hand-picked artists turned that into a series of oil paintings which move to tell the story of Vincent’s death. However the film also manages to educate about his life, and the impact of his work on the art world at the time. And it’s all done in a manner that is actually rather accessible.

The plot of the film is actually in keeping with noir detective stories, as Roulin (Booth) happens upon some conflicting information by chance, and decides to push on to see what happened to the great man. This is tinged with guilt too, as he wasn’t especially nice to the man when he was alive; he feels that he owes Van Gogh for that. The emotion comes through the paintings incredibly well, and the change in styles for the flashbacks works. The bright colours can be a little harsh on the eyes, and the style takes some getting used to, but it works very well.

It really is a unique movie, and if you get the chance you should definitely watch. It will reward the ardent fan and the novice alike.

Then kiss me - Jace Wayland

Summary: You go on a secret mission worrying Jace enough to make hidden feelings surface. 

Request: “Could you make me a Jace imagine where we have loved each other as more than friends since the clave send me to the institute one year ago. We will be in this flirty/sarcastic friendship where we’re constantly challenging each other. When i go on a secret mission with Isabelle he gets super worried and when I get back and go to his room he tells me how he feels. I tell him i really wanna kiss him and says: then kiss me. So we kiss. Lot’s of fluff please, I’m a hopeless romantic haha. Thanks! Xx”

Originally posted by banemagic


The recent and more frequent demon attacks had everyone in the Institute on high alert. Training didn’t feel as carefree as before and you knew you had to be your best if you wanted a chance of surviving your increasingly more dangerous missions.

“Hey, loser. Nice to actually see you break a sweat here.” Jace stood in the entrance of the room arms crossed and smirking.

You put your sword down and walked towards him wiping a hand across your sweaty forehead.

“Very funny,” you got close to him and leant up close lips grazing the side of his ear, “I bet you could make me break a sweat in another way”. You stepped away winking and left Jace standing alone looking after you.

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anonymous asked:

Top 5 sex position

I know this is probably absurd since I run a smut blog and just wrote about cuckolding but this is a little too personal for me to answer.  So!  Instead I will list my top five favorite smutty one shots.  

1. The Take Home Test by @versigny 

I’m counting this as smut because it is the single hottest fic on this entire site and every time I read it I wonder if I am going to die before I write something that intense without actual penetration.  Like…how?  Was it magic?  Did Kappy sell her soul?  These are the questions I ponder the most in life.

2.  Masked by @writingseoul 

Look.  If you haven’t read this fic yet then what the hell are you doing on my blog?  This is the best Hoseok one shot, fucking fight me about it.  It was one of the first smuts I read and I still, to this day over a year later, have not found one that has made me scream the way Masked does.  Em is the queen of smut.  This is not up for debate.

3.  Do You Feel It, Sugar? by @gukvory

Real talk here, I expect any story Ivory writes will result in me being a blubbering mess of tears (like, for real, a good ol’ ugly cry) but then she lays down THIS like it’s nothing.  What kind of writer, honestly?  Her writing is so incredibly potent for me that it is a wonder why I am still alive.  Especially in this fic because she combines some of my all time favorite kinks…like not gonna lie that I haven’t thought about doing this before.  But I lived in the Bay Area at the time and BART is crazy gross.  This is why reading it in a fic will always be better.  Sanitation isn’t an issue.

4.  Our Little Secret by @avveh

I mean, is anyone surprised?  Of course she is on this list.  She just popped into my texts one day like, “what if Jimin was a mousy office worker by day but into hard core BDSM at night?”  (I don’t know if that’s the actual words she said but you get the gist) Like I was going to say no to some kinky Sir Jimin on a motorcycle.  Give me a break.  

5.  Pour Up by @jungkxook

Where do I even start?  I think this was the first threesome fic I ever read and it set the bar so high I’m not sure anyone has met it yet.  Or maybe it’s just because one of my guilty pleasures is fratboy fics?  Or maybe it’s because seeing them be drunk and high and Jungkook being awkward about it at first is a weakness of mine?  Nah.  It’s probably just that it’s an incredibly hot, well written, dirty talk fueled smut and I’m still trying to get my blood pressure back to normal after reading it so long ago.

Ask me about my top 5/10 of anything

AU where you can summon your soulmate to you once in your life.

check please, zimbits


‘CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? PLEASE, I’M STUCK HERE, PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!’

Jack looked around frantically. A moment ago, he was on the ice, and now he found himself in a dimly lit corridor. He was still holding his hockey stick.

‘What-‘ he mumbled.

‘OH MY GOD IS SOMEONE THERE? HELLO? ANYONE?’

There was a metallic door, a few feet in front of him. Someone was on the other side.

‘Yes, I’m-‘

‘PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR, I’VE BEEN LOCKED HERE FOR HOURS, PLEASE-‘

Without thinking, he unlocked the latch. The door opened and a small teenager fell through, landing in his arms.

The kid lifted his head and Jack caught a glimpse of tears, blond hair, anguished expression-

And he was back on the ice again.

The rest of his team had stopped practice; the coach was skating towards him. He felt someone bump his shoulder. Kenny.

‘Zimms? Was that- Where were you right now? You were just- gone, man. Was it… you know…’

Jack nodded.

‘I think my soulmate just summoned me,’ he whispered.

‘Oh. Okay.’

He didn’t see Kent’s complicated expression. He could only remember the boy’s tears.

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‘There is someone, somewhere, for you, Dicky. You can call them to you for a moment, only a moment, and only once in your life, so you have to be careful.’

‘How do I call them to me, mama?’

‘No one can really say, honey. You just have to wish for it really, really hard. You have to want it more than anything in the world.’

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anonymous asked:

What do you think Alec feels when he sees/looks at Magnus?

i think he feels a lot of things and it depends on the time and the day

but generally i think he feels hope and safety. i think he feels elation. it feels like a wound healing over and the softest most soothing memory you can find at the back of your mind.

he sees this man in all of his incredible grandeur, this powerful man who’s been alive for hundreds of years, and he’s hit every time he looks at him at how fucking amazing it is that he gets to see this. whether it’s magnus undone and relaxing, half asleep with his lips parted or its magnus half dressed and yawning or it’s magnus with his jaw set in a snarl as he shoves magic into someone

he feels a love that’s something like pure sunlight in cut crystals, it’s that warm soft feeling of loving someone but like it’s been split a thousand ways and it’s just washing over him like a wave. sometimes he’ll turn around in the morning and see him there, standing at the balcony doors with his eyes closed, the sunlight brushing his face and i think he gets hit with emotion so hard he feels like crying. because magnus is everything. and he’s right there, he’s touchable, reachable and human. and yet it feels like he shouldn’t be, like alec should be grasping thin air every time he tries to touch him. because to magnus is everything to alec. he stares at this man, his chest rising and falling as he soaks up morning sun and it just fucking hurts. it hurts in the way that’s good, it hurts in the way that’s sweet and real. because he can and he’s going to walk over and press his hand to magnus’s arm, feel the warmth and solidity under his fingers. and when he woke up magnus’s mouth was on his collarbone and his fingers were dragging over the hair on his stomach, drawing soft little patterns into his skin.

he feels an attraction so profound and deep, a fucking pull at the very base of him. it feels like he’s a thousand gaping mouths and all he wants is more and more and more because he’s starving. he wants magnus’s hands and his mouth, his weight, his body up against him. he wants magnus everywhere and anywhere he can get him until he can’t remember anything except how magnus’s name tastes in his mouth. he wants him so deep it feels like he’s fucking dripping and he’d drop to his knees right then and there if it meant having what he wanted.

he feels healed and safe, warmed and comforted, he feels fond and comfortable. he feels like magnus is the very center of the universe and he doesn’t want to look away from all of that, from everything he is. and sometimes things will get under their skin and bother them but even then, when he’s fuming and he’s stubborn and he’s annoyed, he’s sure of one thing and that is that this is what he wants, this is who he wants, and he’s going to make sure that they figure whatever this is out.

he feels awed, awed at everything magnus is capable of and not even that. he feels awed in the tiny moments. magnus removing his rings or magnus laughing one of those deep belly laughs because of something he said. he feels awed at how much he loves him and how deeply this feeling runs and how much it’s burning in his chest. he feels so much he feels like he might boil over and spill out onto the floor and he’s alright with that

Hello folks, here it is–the first installment of me and @turianosauruswrex‘s epistolary Fallout: New Vegas fic, a truly multi-media endeavor:

Case File: Vulpes Inculta

Click on the title for a link to a drive folder that has all the media!

In the year 2299, over a decade and a half since the death of Caesar and the fall of the Legion, follow two reporters, Delilah Wells of Radio New Vegas and Carlos Rendón of the New Vegas Times, as they work together to uncover the mystery behind a grave anonymous tip they’ve been given–is Vulpes Inculta, the infamous war criminal said to have been slain in 2282, still alive and free in the Mormon capital of New Zion? And if so, what sort of danger could he pose, and can he be brought to justice for his heinous crimes?

Emily ( @turianosauruswrex ) and I have crafted an incredibly in-depth continuation of the world of Fallout: New Vegas, where nations have risen and fallen, wars have been fought, and life has ultimately gone on. This first chapter of sorts will hopefully ground you in its basics, and pave the way for the deep and dangerous mystery at hand! Also shoutout to @ffferris for writing the Mr. New Vegas bit for us, and @bee-and-puppycat-in-ooo for some rad voice acting!

So please, dive in, and tell us what you think! And if you’ve talked to us and know spoilers, keep it to yourself, haha. Enjoy!