yes the way hes looking at him says it all

Imagine Newt Scamander running after you, because you left your jacket behind. And him being such a cinnamon roll that he is, Newt ran all the way across town to find you and give it back to you.

The out of breath Newt helps you put on the jacket and stutters, “M-maybe since we’re out… Y-you might… Suppose you might like to eat out with me, if you’d like?”

And you say yes and say, “Thanks for brining me my jacket. You didn’t have to!”

And Newt just smiles and looks admiringly down at you, and whispers more to himself, “Anything for you.”


Another moment I’d like to point out:

Mingyu was the one who’s holding the camera then suddenly, looks like the batteries fell. Then DK and Minghao roasted him about it, saying that he always drops things! But!! Did you notice how Mingyu’s face changed? He was forcing a smile, and he looks like he’s already not in the mood for their teasing (maybe because Minghao and DK has been roasting him since the very beginning). I think this clumsiness of Mingyu embarrasses him in a way, and he was trying to make a joke out of their teasing, saying he dropped CARATs’ heart! But his face (and tone) says it all.

Savagehao becomes Sweethao again, yes, they really like teasing each other to the point that it might annoy the other but Minghao, when he already noticed that Mingyu became much more quiet and he saw his face, he hugged Mingyu and bumped their heads together— it’s like he’s saying “don’t be mad now, we’re just teasing you, sorry” and this really made me feel things because Minghao was so sweet! He knows when to stop. He is pretty considerate towards others especially he can sense what they feel.

Again, we can’t blame them. They are friends (brothers) after all, and we get to the point wherein somebody will get pissed/annoyed/hurt but of course, somebody will notice. Somebody will apologize and make things better again.

So Tyler’s biggest insecurity is the way he looks….? Like, this is a frickin travesty. They mentioned his fanblogs, which I actually love because I WANT him to see how many people appreciate him for who he is, not just how he looks. Yeah, we make funny ‘arm appreciation’ posts (like Amy mentioned lol) but it’s also obvious just how much we appreciate how much positivity he exudes. All this to say that yes, he is very attractive! He’s incredibly handsome, and that is a mere outward expression of his incredibly beautiful soul. 


You couldn’t stop staring at him, he captivated you from the way he spoke, to the way he sat
“I know ya like him” Harley said passing you a whiskey
“I do not” you mutter downing it in one and looking to meet Harley’s eyes
“Yes you do Y/N, we can all see it and the only reason kangaroo can’t is because he is blind ok so talk to him” she says raising her voice slightly but still keeping it a conversation between the both of you
“Ok thanks Harls” you smile hugging her side and walking over to Digger

You take a seat opposite him and smile
“What do ya want darlin?” He asks smirking
“I just thought I would keep you company” you smile scanning the room and sure enough most eyes were on the both of you, you looked down blushing
“Don’t blush sweetheart” he smiled grabbing your hand from across the table “I like you too”
“Oh fuck you heard that?” You whisper sinking into your seat
“Harley’s pretty loud, I’m sure everyone did” He laughs
“Excuse me Kangaroo I will hit you with my bat” Harley yells “and hurt Y/N I will make it my mission to watch you suffer”
“Ok everyone that’s enough back to business” Rick Flag says grabbing his gun and standing up.

Bloodlines - 2 (Callum “Cal” Lynch/Reader)

Part One

Cal leaned over on the bench he was sitting on. He began to rub his neck as Moussa took a seat next to him, “Don’t say it.”

Moussa smiled at him, “My friend you are doing well for you age and only just learning our ways a couple of months ago.”

Cal sat up looking at him, “I didn’t realize I’d be going through all this training. I thought I was trained enough through the bleeding effect.”

“Yes and no.” He told him, “The animus gave the skills, but the body can only know so much. Everyone here has trained for since they were children to be an assassin, it will take time for you fully hone your skills.”

Cal sighed look out the people. They were in a small town in the middle of nowhere, fully self-sustained. He was very impressed by it all and found it extremely genuine.

His trailed across the way landing on you. You holding Renatta in your lap as Elijah read a book to you. He smiled briefly before looking down to his wrist as the small brand.

As soon as they arrived he was brought in front of the elders. They seemed quite happy to have him there until he brought you up. They argued with you until Moussa stepped in. He explained to them that over the trip here Cal and Y/N had grown close.

He also explained, or lied rather, that the bloodlines were important. That Cal had confided in him that he was committed to the Creed and wanted to do it justice.

Cal confirmed it all so that he could keep his word to you and a few hours later they were both brought before everyone. Both bloodline symbols were presented and heated. You both spoke the words of being loyal to one another and the brand was given to both of you tying the lines together.

Moussa watched his fingers move over the burned scar, “How are things going between the two of you?”

Cal looked at him, “Fine.”

“Really?” Moussa raised his eyebrows, “You’re okay with everything?”

“We both have pasts Moussa.” Cal stood up, “It needs to stay there.”

“A reminder friend,” Moussa called after him, “pasts can catch up to us.”

Cal glanced back at him rolling his eyes. He looked back to you as he approached. He found the last couple of months awkward. This whole situation had turned into what felt like an arrange marriage.

But one thing was certain that every time he made eye contact with you…he could feel how grateful you were.

You looked up as he slowed down stopping in front of you. You sat up a little, “Cal…”

“Don’t move.” He held up his hand smiling. He sat down in front of you looking at Elijah, “What are we reading today?”

You smiled a little as Elijah held up “One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish”. The children had been shy all week around him, but Elijah had been beginning to warm up to him. You were surprised how well Cal was around them.

“Oh I haven’t read this in a while, would you read it to me?” Cal’s smile grew when Elijah nodded. He scooped the small boy up into his lap, “Good, now show me how reading is done.”

You grinned kissing your daughter’s head, “Eli start from the beginning.”

The boy nodded flipping the pages to the beginning. You glanced past them at a car pulling up. You frowned pulling Renatta closer to yourself.

Cal smiled telling the boy he was doing well. He looked up as the story continued seeing your face stern and full of worry. He reached over touching your knee gaining your attention.

You took a deep breath in and swallowed, “Will you watch them for me?”

“Yeah…” He shifted Eli off his lap next to him and took Renatta when you handed her to him.

He smiled at Eli before turning his head watching you walk over toward the car. People were pulling gear out from the trunk. One man looked over at you as walked up to them. Cal could see how uncomfortable you were talking to him.

Cal looked away when the man looked over at them. The raised voices made him look back. The man was in your face for a moment, but you turned away walking back toward him.

You scooped Renatta up sniffing, “Elijah we have to go. Cal, we’ll meet you back at the house.”

“I’ll walk you there.” He stood up grabbing Elijah putting him on his shoulders, “Everything okay?”

“I’m not sure…” You let out a big sigh. After a moment you spoke again quietly, “That Eli’s father.”

Cal looked at you, “I see…”

“He’s not happy about…me being unavailable.” You whispered/

“But he can’t go against the Creed, can he?” Cal asked you quietly as Eli clamped his hands over his eyes.

“Elijah…” You gave him a warning tone.

“No it’s fine.” Cal smiled, “Helps me try this thing I’ve been struggling with.”

“The eagle sense?” You smiled a little watching him slow down a little, “I’ve heard it’s hard to master.”

“I want to say it’s a load crap, but there is no way Anders can do that trick and know every single time.” He chuckled a little listening to your footsteps matching his with yours.

“Anders does like to show off the card tricks. I think he’s half of our revenue sometimes.” You told him slowing with him, “This one time he left with 50 bucks and came back ten weeks later with 50 grand.”

“Yes, he told us…but he said it was a 100 grand.” He looked over at you getting Eli to giggle knowing he couldn’t see.

“Bullshit!” You rolled your eyes, “I grew up with Anders, he’s so full of shit.”

“I will keep that in mind.” He grinned.

“Y/N!” Cal could hear you stop, “We are not done talking!”

“Sam…” You swallowed.

Cal pulled Eli’s hands of his eyes and looked at the man approaching him, “Get your hands off my son!”

“Sam!” You stepped forward, “Not like this…”

“Don’t you tell me what it’s like!” Sam shouted.

“Let’s just calm down.” Cal pulled Eli off his shoulders setting him down, “I’m not trying to be a replacement.”

“Fuck you!” Sam poked him in the chest, “Stay away from kid!”

Cal felt his jaw tense up instantly as you stepped between them, “Sam! Enough! We will figure this out, but you’re tired from the hunt…so get drink or whatever and we will talk tomorrow.”

Sam stepped close to you, “You are lucky you are branded…”

You let out the breath you were holding as he stepped away. Cal didn’t know how to respond…he wanted to beat that guy’s head in, but he figured it wouldn’t set a good example.

Finally, he reached down taking your hand gently getting your attention. He sighed when you jumped a little, “Let’s get you and the babies home.”

You stared at him a moment longer before nodding, “Eli…take Cal’s hand please.”

Cal smiled down at Eli who stared up at him wide eyed, “You alright little man.”

“Who was that?” He asked softly, “Why was he scary?”

Cal looked to you before picking him up in his arms again, “That was your dad and he’s a little confused right now. We’re going to help him after he takes a nap.”

You smiled knowing you couldn’t have put it any better. The rest of the walk to the house was quiet and calm. You owed Cal so much and yet he hadn’t asked for anything aside from lessons these two months.

You would have to remedy that somehow.

anonymous asked:

I just can't with Bellarke this season. Have you noticed that whenever they talk to each other now they both take the time to stare at the other and check them out??? Clarke can't finish a sentence to him without looking down at his lips, Bellamy is legit pausing to admire her face before he says anything to her like OMG if they act like this for the rest of the season I'll be good.

Bellamy is giving her such quiet, gentle smiles, like all the time. Making stupid jokes and checking in with her.

And Clarke honestly can’t keep away from him, can’t stop looking at him, and yes, I’ve seen the way her eyes travel over him.

They are so tied together emotionally it’s ridiculous and they haven’t stepped over the line to express it, either in words or touch, yet.


anonymous asked:

hi emilia! i just went through everything you have about autistic alec and bpd magnus lol. do you have any, like, slice-of-life headcanons for the two of them? thanks! <3

yes!!!!! and sfdghg i’m so glad to hear you enjoyed them, they’re like. my only reason for living rn

  • alec knows magnus has no emotional permanence so!! he sends him random ‘i love you’ texts or like,, pictures of animals whenever he has the time
  • and he just goes out of his way to let magnus know how wonderful n loved he is!!! he’ll happily validate him all day long and he means every single thing he says. ’you look amazing’, ‘you’re so kind’, etc
  • alec learns how to sense when magnus is spiralling or in need of extra affection and when that happens he’ll go to him & hug him cause he knows that makes him feel better
  • magnus is a known impulse shopper™ and sometimes alec will catch him in the act and be like. magnus do you really need that maybe you shouldn’t get that. and every now and then he manages to convince him but not always
  • sometimes when he’s tired and messes up a potion magnus has to stop himself from crying cause the mood drop is just that bad
  • alec gently plays with magnus’ hands and jewelry when magnus is dissociating cause it helps ground him and alec loves stimming that way
  • alec is mostly nonverbal first thing in the morning so magnus will talk quietly and not expect anything more than a smile in return until he can speak again
  • magnus has figured out what kind of touch is welcome and reassuring for alec when he’s having a meltdown; 1) like i mentioned in an earlier post, the gentle pressure of his hand over alec’s + 2) his hands in alec’s hair
  • and magnus loves stroking alec’s hair too cause he’s constantly craving physical intimacy from him and it’s reassuring for him to know alec needs it too, that he’s not being clingy
  • alec tells magnus he loves it when he’s clingy
  • sometimes magnus will ask alec about archery and listen to him talk about it for ages. and he genuinely enjoys listening to it
  • magnus takes note of all the different ways alec stims and sometimes he will do it with him, eg by rubbing their hands together, to let him know there’s nothing wrong with it and just cause he wants to, and when he sees alec likes it he makes a habit out of it
So Cliche

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Pairing: Boss!NeganxSecretary!Reader
Word count: 850
Warnings: Swearing, smut

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Fucking your boss was cliche enough as it was. Add on to that that you were his secretary? That was the cherry on top. From the second you saw him, you wanted him. You unbuttoned your blouse just one more down, wore sexier heels, and wore the most flattering skirts that you could. You saw him look. You saw the way his eyes would travel from your shoulders to your ass when you bent over, the way he’d lick his lips when you’d stretch to reach something up high. And still, he behaved himself.

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talking2thesky  asked:

THE WAY YOU SAID “I LOVE YOU.“: 30. Too quick, mumbled into your scarf [ALL THE RINCH FLUFF <3]

“One vanilla ice cream please,” Reese ordered, as he pulled a bill out of his wallet.

The man behind the counter raised his eyebrows at that, but John ignored him.

“Ice cream?” he clarified, looking around at the white grass, and the light but perpetual snowfall covering everything and giving it a soft silvery glow.

“Yes. One. It’s for my boyfriend.” John could not help smiling when he said the word. It was still so new, even after months.

He must’ve looked deranged- Shaw did say that his smile was scary- because there was a muttered, ‘your funeral’ and then a moment later an ice cream cone was offered to him. After paying, he turned around and walked to the park bench where Harold was sitting, and stood in front of him.

The man was typing enthusiastically, and the sigh John let out was thoroughly fond. He cleared his throat and Finch looked up abruptly.

“I was only just…” He closed the lid hastily, trying to hide the laptop- like a kid caught doing something naughty. “I am done. It’s over. I turned it off.” Putting it away he babbled, guilty.

“What did we decide about dates and work Harold?” John teased, just because he could.

“Sorry.” Harold looked down, chastised. “You were gone for a bit and I thought I could check up on Mrs. Warish quickly,” he explained anyway.

John smiled, “I guessed that.” He could hardly ever be upset about Harold’s empathy, and his concern of other people. “Now, do you want the ice cream or not? I received a lot of raised eyebrows carrying it you know.”

Harold finally noticed the cone in his hand and his eyes shined as he quickly took the offered treat.

“Thank you,” he said, before giving the frozen dairy a tiny lick, followed by a satisfied and pleased hum. John tried not to melt into a puddle because of how adorable the sight was.

“Shall we walk then?” John asked. Harold nodded, placing his laptop carefully in his bag. John offered him his hand for support, and then interlaced their fingers as they started walking. They had a movie to catch in an hour, but neither of them was in any hurry; instead, were casually enjoying the company.

They walked like that, hand in hand, and John was still giddy about that. Even after months. Of being able to publicly show what they were, what they meant to each other. Of being able to call Finch his boyfriend.

Harold licked a large stripe of ice cream and let out a happy moan. John could not stop himself from chuckling. It was so out of character for the usually stoic man, but at the same time, so very Harold. Enjoying little pleasures. Like ice cream in January.

“You like it?” John asked just for the sake of it. The smile and the little happy sounds were answer enough.

“I love it.” Harold glanced at him sincerely, and then looked away, hiding his nose in his scarf. The shy, too quick, mumble that followed it was barely audible, spoken into the cloth, “I love you.”

John stopped in his tracks. Harold took a couple of steps forward, only noticing that John wasn’t walking when the hand that he still had clasped in John’s didn’t move. He turned and looked at John questioningly.

“What did you say?” John looked at him with wide eyes.

“You know what I said.” He looked away, his cheeks turning red against the backdrop of white.

“Harold.” John’s lips were stretching, a smile forming, as he moved forward and crowded into Harold’s space. “What did you say?”

“Mr. Reese, it’s not like I haven’t said it before,” He spoke to John’s chest, not looking up. He was right. Harold had definitely said it before, but it was a rare enough occurrence that John still felt a thrill at hearing it. He disengaged his fingers to hold Harold’s cheek in both hands -his skin cold against his palms- and tilted his chin up so their eyes met.

“You have. I still want to hear it again,” he breathed out, instilling a little plea in his words, “Please.”

“I love you John.” Harold looked right into his eyes and spoke, his voice strong. The conviction in his words made John’s heart stop, and then start all over again, faster and stronger. He saw Harold lick his lower lip, and decided he wanted to do that too.

Their kiss was cold, both their lips freezing because of the weather, and it was sweet, the vanilla still lingering on Harold’s tongue. It was also warm and intimate and quickly bordering on desperate.

When they disengaged, John looked at the ruffled genius and asked, “Do you really want to watch that movie Finch?”

He blinked at him for a moment, confused, before slowly smirking, “Yes. Yes I do.”

“You’re such a spoilsport,” John complained, mumbling against Finch’s lips before kissing them one more time.

“There would be time for… sport… later. I am not going anywhere.” Harold chuckled, before linking their fingers again. He had somehow still managed to keep a hold on his ice cream through their make out and he went back to sampling it.

Slowly, the two men made their way towards the movie theater in the cold January evening; one of them was eating a vanilla cone, and the other stared at him with glinting eyes. They drew every eye because of the beautiful picture they made: of contentment; of partnership; of love.

sentence prompts ➝ moulin rouge
  • ❝Everything’s going so well!❞
  • ❝I forgot my hat.❞
  • ❝Above all thing’s I believe in love.❞
  • ❝Diamonds are a girls best friend.❞
  • ❝Look, my dear. A little frog!❞
  • ❝He loves me and that is worth everything.❞
  • ❝Clean yourself off you bourgeois pig.❞
  • ❝Ah, poetry. Yes, this is what I want naughty words.❞
  • ❝No matter what you say the show is ending our way.❞
  • ❝I don’t care about your ridiculous dogma.❞
  • ❝I will love you until my dying day.❞
  • ❝A little supper? Maybe some champagne?❞
  • ❝We have each other. That’s all that matters.❞
  • ❝Silly of me, to think you could fall in love with someone like me.❞
  • ❝I just don’t like other people touching my things.❞
  • ❝Hurt him. Hurt him to save him.❞
  • ❝Please believe me when I say I love you.❞
  • ❝I’d rather, um, just get it over and done with.❞
  • ❝Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can’t fight.❞
  • ❝Tell me you don’t love me.❞
  • ❝It’s nothing. It’s just an infatuation, it’s nothing.❞
  • ❝Nothing funny, I just like talent.❞
  • ❝These silly writers let their imaginations run away with themselves.❞
  • ❝Without trust, there is no love.❞
  • ❝Now darling you go and pack and I’ll be waiting.❞
  • ❝You don’t have to pretend anymore.❞
  • ❝I owe you nothing and you’re nothing to me.❞
  • ❝Where were you last night?❞
  • ❝Can’t fall in love? But a life without love, that’s terrible.❞
  • ❝We have to end it. Everybody knows.❞
  • ❝Outside it may be raining, but in here it’s entertaining.❞
  • ❝You’re free to leave me, but just don’t deceive me.❞
  • ❝I don’t want to pretend anymore.❞
  • ❝Make him believe that you don’t love him.❞
  • ❝Thing’s aren’t always the way they seem.❞
  • ❝I prefer to do it standing.❞
  • ❝You’ll get your ending, once the duke gets his end-in.❞
  • ❝She said you make her feel like a virgin.❞
  • ❝It’s a little bit funny. This feeling inside, i’m not one of those who can easily hide.❞
  • ❝You are a beautiful woman. I love sex.❞
  • ❝Oh no, I forgot my line.❞
  • ❝Don’t you toy with my emotions!❞
  • ❝Killed. Killed? Killed! I must warn him.❞
  • ❝We’re creatures of the underworld. We can’t afford to love.❞
  • ❝Jealousy! Yes, jealousy will drive you mad.❞
  • ❝It may feel a little strange at first, but I think, if you’re open then you might enjoy it.❞
  • ❝You made me believe that you loved me.❞
  • ❝The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.❞
  • ❝And in the end should someone die?❞
  • ❝You’re going to be bad for business, I can tell.❞
  • ❝All my life you made me believe I was only worth what someone would pay for me.❞
Imagine leafy in class

The bell rang as you rushed into class as the teacher called out,

“(Y/N) you’re late, make sure it doesn’t happen again”

You quickly reply looking down saying,

“Yes Sir it won’t”

You noticed everyone had already got all of their equipment out and had started copying down what was on the board so everybody was concentrating except for one person. Calvin. He had his pen in his hand and looked to you as you walked over to your seat which was in front and to the right of him. You made eye contact and could feel your cheeks heat up slightly as you both looked away awkwardly.

Making your way to your seat you dropped down your bag and started writing down notes. The teacher started to get up and talk so you decided to look behind you to look at Calvin to see what he was doing. He had his arm propped up and looked in your direction however quickly noticing you both looked away again.

Something about him was innocent and adorable, the way he would turn his direction to you and how his brown eyes lit up whenever you saw him. You had never really spoken but had always had a thing for him. Even his sense of style was edgy but cute. You snapped out of day dreaming and continued to pay attention to the lesson.

About half way through the lesson the boredom started to sink in as you looked around the classroom for a distraction. Looking across from you you saw your friend look to you and made a fake gun with her hand and pretended to blow her brains out. Honestly you felt the same and chuckled a little bit along with her and then looked back a little more.

Calvin was sitting there so innocently in full concentration mode, jotting down things as the teacher mumbled on. Picking up on every action he did you slightly died on the inside from the fact he rubbed his nose. How did you find that cute!?! Honestly anything he did at this point you would find cute and that stuck true as he looked up from writing to you. Making eye contact you both looked for a small while. No movement just looking directly in each others eyes from across the classroom for a moment but looking away in case you were both caught.

The bell rang again as the class erupted in noise from talking and movement. You got up packing your bag up with your books and pens while walking over to the teacher to ask a quick question about the homework. The class was empty as you said goodbye and thankyou and made your way into the empty hallway. All of a sudden your arm was pulled and you were pinned against the locker.

It was him. His brown swoopy hair covered his eyes a bit as you stared into his glossy hazelnut eyes. His cute button nose was slightly red and he had a small smirk implanted on his lips. You were still shocked from the fact and blurted out,

“Calvin what are you-”

You said but were quickly stopped as your lips met with his. You were thinking about if anyone saw you however now it didn’t matter. You sunk into the kiss with your eyes closed and found your hand on his cheek and his hand on your neck. Pulling away you both looked at each other with a smile on your face from the circumstances.

“I’m gonna go grab some lunch but I’ll catch you later cutie”

Calvin said planting one more kiss on your lips before running down the hall looking back to you waving. Your cheeks were red as you let out a gentle sigh. The innocent boy in class who you thought was adorable for saying nothing just pinned you up against the locker and kissed you like he didn’t have one care for the world. It was a kiss you would remember but it wouldn’t be the last.


If you guys want a part two or something I have some cute ideas for a school thing so if you want to send in some requests for this I would be happy to take them in!

anonymous asked:

Hmm I saw that moment as a big character moment for Enzo, actually, because he's learned to forgive. We were introduced to him as this vengeful vampire, always out for revenge (in fact, he says to Bonnie something about how revenge is what he does best) and then to be telling Bonnie to forgive him (and HE was the one who died?) Yes, there's likely some plot reason for it because it's TVD, but I'm choosing to take it for the Enzo value.

Very beautiful way of looking at it, anon. I’m not angry at the character development at all, just the timing of it and the ‘use’ of Enzo when we know we’ll barely see him in this ep.

anonymous asked:

I've been watching old TVD cast interviews and such lately and in at least half of them Nina stares/looks at Paul like all the time.... even when he's not talking. They also had a tendency to sit or stand beside each other a lot. Now I know they've never been more than friends (their friendship is amazing) and that Nina dated Ian for three years, but I swear that she at some point at least had a crush on Paul. And I'm not saying that just because I ship Dobsley or SE. I truly believe it's true.

Yes, someone on Tumblr actually made a post of the way Nina looks at Paul (I think it’s zalrb but I’m not sure) and she keeps doing it throughout the seasons, it’s adorable. I remember this one panel in 2014 where she was looking at him and then there’s that brief moment when he looks back and things just get all… intense.

I do think she had some kind of crush on him for a while, but I don’t think they had a fling (although after that 1x10 scene something happened, I don’t know what but something did, the way Paul keeps talking about that scene and the way he immediately assumed the interviewer was talking about something behind the scenes, he looked so fucking busted, something happened, I swear to god) I just think that Nina really likes Paul and she really wants him to like her, too. When he laughs, she laughs, and when she jokes around she always looks at Paul to see if she’s making him laugh. I think it’s not so much romantic but more like a girl crushing on her high school teacher, like wanting someone you look up to to notice that you exist. That sounds a bit creepy, but I don’t mean it like that, I just think she greatly respects Paul and it shines through whenever she’s around him.

Also, sorry for answering this so late, I read the message but then I sort of forgot I had it. :’)

i love rewatching samurai flamenco, because there are so many subtle hints about everything, especially when it comes to goto and “her”.
at this point, “she” is basically goto’s subconcious thoughts, telling him how he should react to the events going on, even if goto outwardly disagrees with that feeling.
so when, in the last episode, “she” says in her text, Masayoshi-kun, take care of Go-chin, that’s Goto telling himself that its time to move on. Hes also telling himself that it really is okay to rely on and love Masayoshi. “she” has influenced almost all of his decisions up to this point, including his career choice. He seeks “her” validation and input in regards to everything: Masayoshi looking “different” on TV, how much time he’s been spending with him, and even about their fight.
So what I’m saying is that that text in the remains of the apartment was goto’s lil way of saying yes, because he has “her” approval.
and i love it.

Things are going swimmingly on the Hartwin thing I’m working on, but I got a little distracted by comments about a certain bulge in this picture, so I wrote some smut.

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Harry’s gaze travels slowly over Eggsy, from his feet, twitching against the ropes that bind him to the tracks, all the way to his face, flushed and wide-eyed with adrenaline.

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His First And Last Vow (inspired by recent setlock developments)

The baby is so small. Their little fists reach up for something, someone, and they are being picked up, and carried…

The camera pans back to reveal….John? Mary?

No. Not at all. A young boy is carrying the baby. He looks strangely familiar…he speaks to someone off-screen: “Am I doing it properly?”

A woman’s voice, laughing. “Yes, darling. Oh, but you can hold William a little closer. He won’t bite, I promise you.”

The boy looks unconvinced, but he does as she says, gently tightening his hold. The baby is observing him with wide, curious eyes. “William sounds too ordinary,” the boy says. “He’s… different. In a good way.”

The scene changes. The boy is now gently trying to rock the baby to sleep, as we hear more loud, angry voices off-screen. Parents- shouting, arguing.

The baby starts to cry. The boy rocks him a little more: “No, no, ssh, it’s alright.” He leans his head down to whisper: “I’ll always be there for you, Sherlock.”

And now, the boy’s voice blends with that of the adult Mycroft Holmes: “Always.”

Inspired by @inevitably-johnlocked‘s setlock-based speculation here @johnnlocked @waitingforgarridebs

BtoB: When his ideal type says that he’s their ideal type on live TV.

Ah this reaction is always fun to do and it’s nice seeing it after a while! Thanks for sending in your request and I hope you enjoy!~♥

Eunkwang: *Grins* You my friend have very good taste in men! Not surprising though since your my type to~

Minhyuk: *Looks at other members* Go ahead and tease me all you want, but that won’t change anything that s/he said!

Changsub: *Dances* YES!– MY EFFORTS WEREN’T IN VAIN!!!!

Hyunsik: *Covers face* So I wasn’t just being delusional when I thought s/he was looking my way!–Should I text her/him? Ah, but I don’t know what I should say!!

Peniel: Is…Is this real life or am I just dreaming right now?–It’s real?–Are you sure? Because this wouldn’t be the first time I’ve dreamt this.

Ilhoon: Did I just hear what I think I heard? *Shakes head* No way, there’s just no way. Please let there be a way.

Sungjae: *Sends you selfie hearts* [Well I hope it’ll make you happy to know that you’re my ideal type to… Are you busy this weekend? =)]

galaxysstar  asked:

What's your favourite sheriarty moment?👑

(Can I say all of them?)

As terrible and sad as it is, Reichenbach Falls, on the rooftop. (Entire episode too)

But the way Jim looked at Sherlock??? As if he were pouring his soul out to him- and the handshake- and just… I’m gonna make myaelf cry.😢

But yes, also every Sheriarty moment (because holy fuck there are a lot of them)

Being Jungkook’s best friend means
  • he’ll send you those super annoying game invitations for whatever game he’s obsessed with at the time
  • and he’ll expect you to play with him like he’ll text you like “why haven’t you accepted my invitation yet”
  • and then he’ll brag about how he’s so much better at it than you
  • he steals food off your plate all the time like you can’t look away for a second because he’s already stuffed a mouthful of your food
  • you spend a good 30% of your time wondering if he even really cares about you because you text him al the time and he only replies when he wants something
  • and the only way you get an invitation to hang out is if you ask tae or jimin if kookie’s home and they say yes come over
  • but every once in a while he’ll show up at your place and bring food and just sit and talk to you for hours
  • and you know he cares
  • he gives you the best hugs but only saves them for special occasions like when you’re crying or on a holiday
  • he’s the best person to gout with because nothing makes you feel like the sociable one than someone who’s less willing to talk to people than you
  • he’s that emo kid that whenever you pass him the aux cord he bumps indi and alternative music you’ve never heard of but he somehow knows all the lyrics
  • he does that thing where when he’s eating chips or whatever on the couch he’ll casually hold out the bag so you can grab some but if you ask him to share he’ll tell you to stop being so greedy
  • he puts his mouth on random things of yours like you could be holding up your phone in one hand and he’ll pretend to bite it
  • or he’ll ask you to hand over the remote and he’ll take it out of your hand with his mouth
  • and you’re like “?????”
  • but that’s just who he is
  • teaches you his and tae’s handshake and expands it so that it’s a three way handshake
  • and it becomes so elaborate that it lasts a minute and everyone wonders how the hell you remember it