wow where did this come from

anonymous asked:

Have you ever noticed in TST during the Balloon John scene, when Sherlock and John are standing next to each other by the door, John suddenly vanishes when Hopkins bursts in?? He doesn't return to his place next to Sherlock until Greg comes in and holds up the broken bust in baggie.

Okay, Nonny, so this is the entire sequence, just broken up to fit the gif limit on Tumblr, but yeah, wow, okay I never noticed this until you mentioned it. Like… where did John go?? He was literally almost on top of Sherlock, and then he just disappears until his input is required. 

Also notice how BRIGHT that skull painting is glowing too. Hmmmmmm. More proof that this is from Sherlock’s POV for the Alibi Theory? 

You are like the TARDIS. On the outside, the TARDIS just looks like a blue wooden box, but inside is a whole other world, an amazingly complicated interwoven network full of the most awe-inspiring things. On the outside, you are skin and hair, but inside you are just as beautiful and confusingly wonderful as the TARDIS. Please, never forget that.

“We stood there for a minute or two, with John swaying gently against my arm. ‘I’m feeling better,’ he announced. Then he looked up at the stars. 'Wow…’ he intoned. 'Look at that! Isn’t that amazing?“
I followed his gaze. The stars did look good but they didn’t look that good. It was very unlike John to be over the top in that way. I stared at him. He was wired-pin-sharp and quivering, resonating away like a human tuning fork.
No sooner had John uttered his immortal words about the stars than George and Paul came bursting out on the roof. They had come tearing up from the studio as soon as they found out where we were.
They knew why John was feeling unwell. Maybe everyone else did, too - everyone except for father-figure George Martin here!
It was very simple. John was tripping on LSD. He had taken it by mistake, they said - he had meant to take an amphetamine tablet. That hardly made any difference, frankly; the fact was that John was only too likely to imagine he could fly and launch himself off the low parapet that ran around the roof. They had been absolutely terrified that he might do so.
I spoke to Paul about this night many years later, and he confirmed that he and George had been shaken rigid when they found out we were up on the roof. They knew John was having a what you might call a bad trip. John didn’t go back to Weybridge that night; Paul took him home to his place, in nearby Cavendish Road. They were intensely close, remember, and Paul would do almost anything for John. So, once they were safe inside, Paul took a tablet of LSD for the first time, 'So I could get with John’ as he put it- be with him in his misery and fear.

What about that for friendship?”

― George Martin, With a Little Help from My Friends: The Making of Sgt. Pepper

monsta x reaction when their s/o sasses them in spanish

Shownu

*thinks it’s sexy*

Originally posted by monxbebe

Minhyuk

“Wow, Y/N, where did that come from?!”

Originally posted by chiqkihyun

Wonho

You’ve never spoken Spanish to me, Y/N… teach me more.”

Originally posted by twice-ooh

Changkyun

*completely understands every word and claps back in Spanish, to your surprise*

Originally posted by eunhasmom

Jooheon

“Ahhh! Stop screaming at me, Y/N!”

Originally posted by jhope-jung

Kihyun

*is offended even though he doesn’t know what you said*

Originally posted by wonkyuns

Hyungwon

Did you just call me stupid, Y/N?”


Originally posted by wonho-shin

EXO-M: You Hiccuping During A Make-Out Session

Kris: “Wow. Well done Y/N.”

Originally posted by asdfghjklool

Xiumin: -Hold in laugh then grins- “You’re cute.”

Originally posted by imemegines

Luhan: “Loool! Where did that come from?”

Originally posted by tiffanystherapeutics

Lay: “Was that suppose to scare me…?”

Originally posted by agustd-hoe

Chen: -Uncontrollably Laughs-

Originally posted by angetae

Tao: “JAGI! THAT SCARED ME! WHAT THE HECK?!!”

Originally posted by taonsil

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Mon-El's origin story on Supergirl

I love all of the CW DCTV superhero shows. And one thing I love is that many of them seem to be origin stories; how did this superhero become a superhero? Where did they come from and who were they before? What are the formative events that define their character, and how did they respond and grow in a way that made them worthy of the title of superhero? Do powers make you a superhero? Can superheroes be flawed and make flawed decisions? Can they learn from them and grow into their fully realized iterations?

I’m not a comic reader, but it’s my understanding that Mon-El in the comics becomes the superhero named Valor. Wow. That’s a big name to live up to. And it appears to me that the Supergirl writers decided to give Mon-El a 180 turnaround storyline, so when they introduced his character to the series this season it was as a person who is about as far away from worthy of the title “valor” as you can get. A spoiled prince (that’s not a spoiler anymore, is it?) used to getting his way, objectifying women, and not caring about anyone but himself. An “intergalactic frat boy.” Apparently even as a child on Krypton Kara had heard of his escapades enough to say that he was “the worst.” Even he admitted that the prince (himself) was nobody worth admiring and he doesn’t want any of his new friends to know that he is THAT GUY. There are probably even worse things that we don’t know about, seeing as the slave-trading Dominators recognized and bowed to him while on Slaver’s Moon. We will likely get a taste of more of his previous life when whoever is hunting him shows up. How could this guy become worthy of the cape and of the name “Valor?” That’s exactly the story that the writers are going to tell us.

When Mon-El arrived on Earth to discover that he was apparently the only one spared from Daxam’s destruction , he got a chance to reinvent himself. To make his own choices about who he was going to be and how he was going to live his life. It started out with him making some pretty stupid and selfish decisions. Kara tried to push him into becoming like her, and he pushed back. But over time, his friendship with her and the others in his life have started to influence and inspire him, and he’s realizing that his powers give him the ability to help others and that there is a responsibility that comes with that. He’s realizing that his know-it-all attitude and stubbornness can get him in trouble and he’s learning to listen to and trust others. He'a learning that sometimes putting yourself in danger to help others is the right thing to do. He’s on his way.

He’s still got a long way to go. This is his first season and if becomes Valor too fast, his origin story on this show is over. It’s going to happen over time that he becomes the guy worthy of the cape, the name, and the girl. Right now we still don’t know if his move to become a superhero is really about protecting and working with Kara, or if it’s truly what he feels called to. I think his intentions are good, but in order to be a true superhero he can’t just be doing it for a girl. At some point he’ll have to figure out who he is without her.

Is he worthy of dating Kara, a superhero who is much closer to the fully-realized version of herself, someone we all respect and love? I think it’s still yet to be seen. She sees something in him, believes in him, and has given him a chance but she also doesn’t give him a pass on some of his bad behavior. He seems to be recognizing that he has some areas to work on but real change takes time and some of these issues - not trusting her calls in the field, choosing to protect her over others, trying to make decisions for her- are going to keep causing conflict in their relationship until they are either resolved or cause a breakup. We saw last week that they could fight, call each other out, and make up, so maybe that will be how they will continue to work on these issues for now while still developing their romantic relationship. I don’t think Kara has to have a perfect guy- and btw she’s not perfect either- and I think she deserves happiness and a relationship as much as anyone else if that’s what she wants, so I am rooting for them at this point.

I think it would be unusual to see an “endgame” couple to get together and stay together in season 2. Mon-El may end up to be Kara’s great love in this series or he may be a temporary relationship - possibly even one that ends tragically. They may stay together and work things out over time or they could break up and grow separately, I don’t know. I think he probably has a lot more growing to do before we can really see him as being Kara’s equal in character and true partner, but I do think that growth is coming. Side note: Kara’s romantic interest from last season is also on a hero-growth arc, and while Jimmy seems to be pretty friend zoned at this point, that could change in upcoming seasons if he becomes the guy that Kara can see as her true partner in life and heroism.

I think Mon-El is a really fun and compelling character. I love seeing him on my screen every week, flaws and all, and I’m enjoying his and Kara’s relationship! I’m interested to see where it all goes from here…

Desperate induendo

OK, I’ve looked and have not found any significant amount of pics from  A/M wedding, have seen some. Have seen alot of other pics I do not remember seeing. WOW, desperation is rampant with desperation (no, I did not stutter). A picture of empty seats, where they sat at Bachelor viewing and then…where did they go, can anyone be more affected (look it up)! She is now playing dangerously. I did not come to this before, letting it slide, now I feel protective, she better collect her nickers. She is going to sink her ship on her own. Who posted a pic of Darren smoking, looks theatrical. I do not care whether D smoked or not..NOT M’s to share! I know what she is trying to share. She knows him intamately? If she did she wouldn’t share. Does that tell you anything miarren’s. GAMES, GAMES, GAMES…DESPERATION, DESPERATION, DESPERATION. Am I shouting loud enough. It is a plea for you, miarrens, to see her ploy, conniving, scheming, devious, trickery  (have I used enough adjectives, I have more, okay I’ll stop…reluctantly). Scheming. Calculating. (Not sorry). So pathetic to try and pull an A game when what you got doesn’t even fit in the alphabet. FAKE! PLOTTED! PATHETIC! To say something positive… Darren I bet is laughing his ass off. Love you Darren and Chris, oh I can’t forget Foggy and Mother Goose. Love is all you need. Simple but effective.


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That account is more than desperate, it is just pathetic. And she once again revealed it to be her when she said she would be busy for the next few days and suddenly Mia is at a Bachelorette party in New Orleans.  Hmmm..coincidence? (I for one am beyond pleased at her weekend activity, far from Darren who is having a fabulous time with his friend Elvis).

She is literally scrapping at the barrel to find pictures that are halfway convincing. Trying to show us how charitable and wonderful Von Beard is. She is neither of those things. She is only charitable when she gets attention from said charity and can make it into a bearding event to show off how in love they are.

I for one loved the kissing collage. One fake pic after another (and be prepared I fully expect the “private” one she reference to be leaked and soon).  I mean if she wants to tell herself that there is an intimacy in any of those pics, her prerogative. I see a man who in all 4 has his mouth sealed shut and is giving her as little contact as possible when 2 people are engaging in a millisecond kiss that is purely for the camera. It still baffles me that anyone can buy the Hedwig kiss, taken several days after opening night (she couldn’t even recreate her exact outfit). Why has not one miarren called out that there would NEVER be another person in the room with D, snapping a pic, of his first pic after his first performance of Hedwig. I assure you, that kiss was private and in his actual dressing room, with the door shut and no prying eyes. Willing to be Darren did not have his hand behind his back nor have his lips sealed shut.

And the next three are equally as bad, all pics taken with a purpose. I mean in front of large men with cameras? Darren with his hands stretched in the air.  In a pool that the wedding photographer sought out even though they aren’t the couple getting married?  And the last one, where his lips aren’t even on her mouth and he is gripping the chair.

And now she is trying to sell that M and Chris are friends. What?  What planet does she live on?  Resting bitch face anyone???!!!!!!  Has she read TLOS (well they are likely above her reading level) but he certainly is not having his friend characterized like Ezmia, a woman who literally sealed her past lovers in jars and Morina who has Froggy locked in a mirror perhaps for eternity.

And now she is trying to find gazing pics and pics of them holding each other. And almost every pic she is using is old  The New Year’s pic again? And no sweety you weren’t trying to be covert by calling him D$.  You were calling him exactly what you think of him.  A vehicle to fame and fortune.  Good to know he opinion and motives haven’t changed since the beginning. She saw an opportunity and she pounced. Got in with Ricky so when the need to really go full force with a beard (season 4, before that is was very light) she was the person Ricky immediately called.

As for those smoking pics, they are from college. That is how desperate she was to find those pics. Hard to know if real or staged.  But at this point, she is just trying to find common ground. And while I am almost certain who does not smoke, I know who does- the platonic roomie!  

And you gotta love the facts.

Also, there are a l of false darrens. She has posted quite a few pics and alluded that it was darren when in fact it is not.  A Coachella one from the year he was in NYC rehearsing for Hedwig. And Umbrella one where the man is way too tall to be darren. and her b-day party when we all know D was in Italy.

The whole account is just a sad statement.  For a person to pretend to be a fan so that they can have an account “ALL ABOUT ME” is beyond comprehension to me.  But she is slipping up a a lot lately. She even stated in one of her recent posts that Darren was mentioned at the Operation Smile dinner as one of the biggest donors. Ummm….did you know that? I sure didn’t. So I can only assume how MIL figured it out.

Honestly, the one thing I take from this. With the posting of countless old pics.  Darren has given her nothing in almost 2 weeks. So she needs to keep the ship, that to me has already sunk, slightly above water. so she can get sympathy when they break up.  And to do so she has to resort to old photos to try to sell her sad tale.

Title: The Bachelor

Warnings: None.

Author’s Note: Where did my spontaneous love of Bo Horvat come from? One day it was just like, “Oh hey, wow, yeah… That boy looks so strong and nice and cuddly.” Feedback welcome! (On the story, or if you want to talk about Bo Horvat, that’s cool, too.) (Also, I will be positing a new imagine every weekday in April, so stayed tuned.)

Word Count: 1,429


You slammed the cupboard door shut much harder than necessary. Dropping the bowl on the counter, you scooped the remaining ice cream into it; tossing the empty container away. The heavy scoop clanging against the metal basin as you tossed it in the sink. Grabbing a spoon and the bowl of ice cream from the counter, you stalked into the living room, dropping onto the recliner. 

Bo, who was laying on the sofa looked over at you. “What, no ice cream for me?” he asked, innocently.

“No.” you said, staring at the television. 

“You’re not even gonna lay with me?” he frowned.

“No.” you said, coldly; pulling the blanket off the back of the chair, draping it over yourself.

“You know, I’d be able to keep you a lot warmer than that blanket.” he said, his lips dropping into a playful frown.

“God, Bo. Would you just turn the damn show on?” you huffed, shoveling a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth. 

“Okay, okay.” he muttered in defeat, flipping the channel over to The Bachelor. 

Your phone buzzed from the pocket of your sweatpants. Digging it out, you pressed the home button, bringing the screen to life. You had a text from your best friend.

(Y/F/N): I can’t believe we’re not watching this together. Miss you!

You and (Y/F/N) had watched every season of The Bachelor since it started. You’d curl up on the sofa in her parent’s basement, critiquing which girls had the best fashion sense and which one would end up the guy in the end, sometimes taking bets on how long their relationships would last. It was a stupid show, but watching it with her was always a riot. Especially as you got older; it gave you a consistent time to see each other between homework, jobs, college, and everything else life would throw at you.

Now here you were, far away from your hometown. You had just graduated from college a few weeks ago and finally made the move to live with your boyfriend, Bo. You loved Vancouver and were thrilled to see Bo more than just once or twice a season and during the summers; but you couldn’t help but get pangs of homesickness over the littlest things. You’d been looking for a job to keep you busy and learning how to actually live with Bo was an adjustment. Right now, life was overwhelming to say the least and you were, unfairly, taking it out on Bo.

You couldn’t even begin to focus on the show; the hour passing in a blur. The text from (Y/F/N) unleashing a new wave of homesickness. When the program ended Bo turned the TV off and looked over at you when you showed no signs of moving from the chair. “Coming to bed?” he asked.

“Soon.” you said, distractedly, your eyes focused on the empty bowl in your hands. Bo frowned slightly before turning and heading down the hall to your shared bedroom.

As soon as he was out of sight, you threw the blanket off of you and hurried into the kitchen, rinsing your bowl. You shut the water off, standing at the sink, swallowing the lump that was rising in your throat. Visions of your family and friends swam through your head, tears welling up in your eyes. You didn’t want to cry, fuck, you needed to calm down before going to bed. Bo had enough to worry about, he didn’t need to see you like this.

“(Y/N)?” Bo’s voice questioned softly; startled you spun around to face him, clutching your chest. He looked so soft and warm standing in the entryway. You blinked hard, tears spilling down your cheeks when you looked him in the eye. There was no point in trying to hold it back; sobs escaping your mouth. Bo, taking a few swift strides to cover the distance between you, wrapped his strong arms around your shuddering frame, pulling you into him. He held you close, rubbing your back comfortingly. He held you like that for a while, until your crying had quieted. “Baby, talk to me. I know you’ve been hiding something from me since you got here.” he said gently, his chin resting on top of your head.

You lifted your head off Bo’s chest, tilting your head to look up at him. Just seeing the worry in his eyes caused a fresh wave of tears to wash down your face; you leaned back in, clutching his shirt, as you continued crying on his chest. Bo took a deep breath before continuing. “If… if you don’t want to be here with me, you don’t have to stay.” he mumbled softly. “You’re not happy, (Y/N), I know you’re not. If you’d be happier somewhere else, or with someone else… I don’t want you to feel like you’re stuck here. I just want you to be happy.” he finished sadly. You were crushed, hearing Bo this sad was upsetting enough, but knowing you had caused it was heartbreaking; you should have told him from the beginning.

“No, no, no. Bo, God, I don’t want to be anywhere else. And I definitely don’t want to be with someone else.” you rushed out, pulling away from him slightly to look him in the eye. “I-I am happy.” you stuttered.

“The tears say otherwise.” he stated, frowning as he brought a thumb to your cheek, wiping away the tears.

“There are just a lot of things going through my mind right now.” you sighed, staring at the tiles of the kitchen floor. “I thought I could figure it out on my own, you have enough going on, and I didn’t want to bother you.” you admitted.

“(Y/N), you’re not a bother. Ever. You’ve always listened to me and I want to help you through whatever is going on; but I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.” he said, searching your face. “Tell me.” he encouraged.

You pushed yourself up to sit on the kitchen counter, now eye level with Bo as he stood between your knees, his hands resting on your thighs.

“I haven’t found a job yet. I spent all that time and energy going through school and nothing is panning out.” you said shaking your head. “Am I not smart enough? I don’t want to rely on you for everything…” you said trailing off as you twirled the bracelet on your wrist.

“You are smart enough. I know it’s frustrating, but you haven’t been out here that long, you’ll find something you love. I know you want your independence, but I will gladly take care of you until find a job.” he said confidently. “What else?” he asked, as you shook your head. “I’m not letting you off this counter until you tell me everything.” he said, raising an eyebrow at you.

“I guess, well, it’s been an adjustment actually living with you. Not in a bad way!” you clarified quickly. “It’s your apartment, I just don’t want to be in the way or step on your toes.”

“This is our apartment.” he emphasized. “You’re not in the way. I know I probably have some annoying habits and my interior decorating skills are pretty bad. But it’s our place and our life and you get to have a say in it.” he smiled. “You just have to talk to me, babe.” You nodded. “And?” he prompted.

“And?” you asked, surprised. “How do you know there’s something else?”

“Because I know you.” he answered simply.

You sighed, looking at your lap. “I’m just really homesick.” you admitted. “My friends, my family, my parents’ house.” you sighed. “Sorry, it’s so dumb.”

“It’s not dumb at all. Most guys left home when they went to junior, I was still so close to home. When I flew out here, I felt so lost. I didn’t know anyone in Vancouver, nothing was familiar.” he said, his hands sliding up your thighs and around your waist.

“Really?” you asked, meekly.

“Really.” he assured. “And anytime your friends or parents want to visit, they’re welcome here. Skype them every day if you want to. I know I’m not your ideal viewing partner for the Bachelor.” he grinned.

“Maybe not, but you’re my ideal partner for everything else.” you said, a smiling spreading across your face for the first time all night. “Thanks, babe. I love you.”

“I love you, too, baby.” he smiled, pressing a sweet kiss you your lips. “Just promise me that from now on you’ll talk to me when something’s bothering you.”

“Promise.”


HockeyWritingCollective Masterlist (X)

anonymous asked:

Headcanon on Chris if he had a younger brother with a huge age gap (5-8 years). Like how would he act etc. etc.

-He’s very, very overprotective of them

-And he’s the proudest big bro ever

-When it’s time for lil bro’s puberty, Chris will be the person who’s like ‘ah, where did the sweet sunshine child go?’

-Lil bro is in high school now, and it’s time for a parent meeting

-Unfortunately, the parents™ are out of town

-So big bro Chris goes in their place

-Somehow, he gets the time wrong and arrives a bit early

-So to kill time, he visits little bro in his classroom

-Lil bro is so embarrassed

-But the girls in his class are definitely not complaining

-Everyone’s like ‘ya we knew Chris is how, but wow’

-From that day on, lil bro never allowed Chris to come to another parent meeting

-Honestly, Chris is the ‘I’m the only one who can mess with my sibling’ type of brother

artistwithinspiration  asked:

for the sentence starter thing "you know you're kind of a pain in my ass and you're lucky i love you." with Barry Allen pls and could you let me know if you do it

I hope you love this!! I loved this request!
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“You know you’re kind of a pain in my ass and you’re lucky i love you.”

You walked into star labs holding up some take out. “You’re the Flash, why exactly did you need me to bring this? Couldn’t you know just whoosh and get it”

Barry laughed “Did you just say I ‘whoosh’?” Coming around to take the food from you. You followed him back into the lab where the team was.

“Hey [F/n]” Cisco was the first to greet you.

“[F/n]! So you’re [F/n]! Barry’s girlfriend wow so nice to meet you can I interest you in some coffee?” HR rattled off.

“Ah so you’re HR” you laugh. “I’d love to stay and chat but I have some work left to do this was my lunch break” turning to Barry.

“Alright, thank you. I love you” he pecked your lips. “Love you too see you tonight. Bye guys” saying before exiting the area.

“I like her” HR pointed his drumstick at where you exited.

Wally put a hand on his shoulder “We all do”

Joe chuckled, “I still don’t know how you pulled off getting [F/n] you were so nervous to talk to her Bar”

“Okay I get it” Barry groaned as everyone laughed. Not knowing they were speaking loud enough that you heard.

REQUESTS CLOSED

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HOLY CRAP, WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM?!?

Big thanks to @pherthedarkwarrior @metaphoricalpluto @protheangel and @theaurasentai for being my biggest fans!

Wow…52 followers. That’s…that’s a milestone in my book! You know what this calls for?

AN ART RAFFLE!

52 might not be a large number. But that’s not going to stop me from making the prizes cool!

RULES

- You must be following me! Following me then unfollowing me just to get the prize is not cool and you will be forfeited.

- No NSFW requests! Slight gore is okay though.

- You may only enter twice (2 times)! You enter with Reblogs! LIKES DON’T COUNT

- You must reblog from this post from me! Trust me, I will check.

- If you win, please be patient. I’m a high schooler with a real life job. I don’t have all the time in the world.

- I’ll attempt to draw your request if you win. However, please be respectful if I ask you to change your prize.

PRIZES

First Place: A full body (or half body) character with both color and shading (most likely digital, I can’t find my colored pencils)

Example:


Second Place: A full body (or half body) inked traditional drawing using line shading (will be black and white, maybe greyscaled)

Example:

(note: you will only have one character in the drawing)


Third Place: A traditional sketch of a character. Possibly full body, depending on the details of the character.

Example:

(Picture taken quality WILL be higher quality than this. I took this one in a dark room and I just brightened it)


Fourth Place: An MS paint drawing of a character. Possible full body.

Example:


So go ahead and enter!

DEADLINE IS MARCH 13TH

GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE!

A CONCEPT: when Kara and Sara meet and start working together, Sara starts flirting with Kara profusely; there is no shortage of winks and sly remarks and finger guns here friends, and instead of telling Sara flat out that she’s not gay or even interested, she blushes and becomes flustered and giggles because wow Sara Lance is flirting with her and calling her cute and it is really hard to form words around someone that pretty. And eventually it comes time for them to part and Sara finally and very clearly asks Kara out and Kara, still flustered, cannot come up with a response to save her life but Sara takes a hint with her silence and says, “I get it, you’re not gay,” and Kara still cannot come up with words to even respond and so she kind of gives this nervous smile that makes Sara tilt her head and ask, “…or is there someone else?” And then Kara gets EVEN MORE FLUSTERED if that was even possible and she stutters a million excuses and Sara’s confused smile grows into a wide, knowing smirk and just nods along to all of Kara’s excuses before they temporarily part ways.

But when Kara gets back to her apartment after saving the world once more, with the help of her amazing new friends and allies, she thinks about Sara Lance and her unabashed flirting and her all too pretty smile and giggles to herself because it feels really good to get hit on, especially by someone as pretty as Sara. But then her friends’ words come back to her, swirling in her mind, a question she can’t help but ponder herself. “Or is there someone else?” The words echo over and over as she’s laying in her bed, listening to the ever bustling city outside her window and before she can stop herself, she can see the vibrant green eyes behind her eye lids and the ever-flowing, always perfect, always beautiful raven hair and a perfect row of teeth trapping ruby red lips and a smile that lights her whole world like the Sun does for Earth and…

Damn. Maybe there is someone else.

[A Continuation]

anonymous asked:

what did namjoon when he said "I don't care if you're blue, red..." ??

are u asking what did he mean when he said that??? he meant that he doesn’t care what ur race is, ur nationality, ur ethnicity whatever, music brings all of us together no matter what we look like and where we come from….WOW! can’t believe namjoon invented equality and destroyed racism!! :)

The struggle is real

1. Is that feces,urine, blood or anal glands on my scrubs?
2. Where in the hell is my pen?
3. I think I just stabbed myself.
4. Pretty sure I just skin glued myself to this animal.
5. Wow, isopropyl alcohol is really helpful finding all the cuts I didn’t know I had.
6. Where did that bruise come from?
7. I think that scratch is going to scar.
8. Why is this client here…again…for the third time this week?
9. Does the doc really need to talk about the clients family right now? I’m just down here, on the ground, trying to restrain this 100lb naughty malamute.
10. God, this dog stinks. I really wish I could move my face.
11. Did I log those drugs in the DEA book?
12. This surgery needs to go faster. I need to pee.
13. Shit, I can’t get my scrubs untied and I really need to pee.
14. My nose has to itch right now?! I’m sterile damn it!
15. Oh look! Toenail trimmings in my bra.
16. No shorts or tank tops this week. I look like an abused spouse.
17. Staff meeting tomorrow.
18. Was that the sound of my scrubs ripping?

anonymous asked:

i asked this a few days ago but you never answered. (maybe it got eaten by tumblr?) Anyway, did Music Meister rob a bank (and no one mentioned it) How did he know about Barry and Kara's romantic life? Where did he come from? And, do you think he'll be back. thanks!

Sorry pal! I’m just dusting off the inbox now.

He did steal a bank and the snort of “WOW, you wouldn’t even believe where I’m from” near the end was pretty solid confirmation that he’s a different breed of character. He’s not a metahuman, but rather some sort of interesting critter from another dimension. (Or, since I like to call the Accelerated Man an “adjacent speedster,” he’s an “adjacent metahuman”). So he’s probably psychic, or Cupid, or he can see the future and likes messing with us lowly linear-timeliners.

Where’d he come from? Probably somewhere between universes. He does not actually strike me as human; I’d honestly hesitate to even classify Music Meister as a he because frankly this isn’t really an animal we’re dealing with but some kind of unclassified interdimensional critter. Music Meister is just one odd almost-meta, and so his abilities aren’t limited to anything we’d consider boundaries (“man, how’d you get out of the cell?”).

Oh, and I absolutely think he’ll be back. The musical episode was well-received and he’s a cool character.