you-idiot-omg

  • Gray: Juvia is the hottest in Fairy Tail!
  • Gajeel: HELL NAW, LEVY IS THE HOTTEST!
  • Laxus: Keep talking cuz we all know that Mirajane is the hottest.
  • Jellal: bruh Erza is clearly the hottest dafuq
  • Natsu: HELL NO, IM THE HOTTEST AND YOU ALL KNOW IT
  • Everyone: .....
  • Lucy: idiot
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DRAGON AGE FANCAST # 1: henry cavill as ’mordecai’ hawke

- - - - - champion of kirkwall, force mage, maker of terrible jokes

DRAGON AGE FANCAST # 2: gemma arterton as ‘thema’ lavellan

 - - - - - - - - inquisitor, elf, mage, necromancer.
2014 was the year I lost myself, and goddammit 2015 will be the year I find myself.
— 

my new years resolution

wish me luck xx

anonymous asked:

Everyone expected the awkwardness. Rebuilding your home after you've kinda sorta lost your mind was bound to be awkward but over a hundred dwarves coming unasked to help rebuild Dale did a lot to mend that fence. Everyone expected anger. Dis took one look at the injuries her boys had miraculously survived and punched her brother so hard he went flying. What no one expected were pranks. Sewing Bard's tent shut. Dyeing Thranduil's moose thing pink. Fili and Kili were still in sickbed. (con't)

I am-
NOT-
PREPARED-
FOR THIS!

300 FOLLO- *squeals so intensely glasses shatter*

THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭
I’M CRYING TEARS OF JOY :’D

OH MY GOODNESS I CAN’T STOP SMILING.
MY JAWS HURT.
LOOK WHAT YOU GUYS DID! XD

Lay me down

Set between 5x15 and 5x16. 

So someone on my dash said (and im sorry i cant find the post again) that Emma looked a hella lot healthier and rested in 5x16, so that must means she did sleep in between the two episodes. (also for the reference at the end im sorry)

So there you go, 430 words of unnecessary fluff. 


“Emma, my love, I don’t mean to be rude to your pretty face but you seem more deceased than I. And that says a lot.”

They were both sitting on the couch in her parent’s loft, finally alone, and she had to admit that her eyelids were becoming more and more heavy and that she wouldn’t mind a little rest and that oh, she was yawning again.

“I’ll sleep when I’m dead Killian” she retorted, pun intended.

He gave her the look, and then his hand was on her temple, making slowly his way towards her cheek, so warm and loving, and she was melting in his palm, eyes definitely closed, but this wasn’t fair was it

“Love, you are falling asleep.” And there was a little bit of an accusation in the tender words.

He let go of her face, making her frown at the loss of contact, and grabbed her little hand instead.

“I can’t sleep when everybody is working, Killian. We need to get out of here.” She murmured between her eyelashes, kind of guilty the savior.

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly she saw herself in the stubborn oceans.

“Well, if you won’t go upstairs by yourself, then I shall help you get there.”

And that said, he put his good hand under her knees, lifted her, and held her back against his chest, a little “what the hell Killian” escaping her lips. She tried to protest but then he was looking at her like that and she could only wrap her arms around his neck and pray for mercy.

That guy really had her smitten, the bastard.

“You are an idiot, Killian Jones.” She grumbled under her breath, smiling, her face so close to his handsome one.

She hated him when he was gazing at her like that. With so much adoration and endless respect. And really it wasn’t helping that she could feel his heart flutter against hers.

“Aye, but it would be quite unpleasing for me to see you die of exhaustion.”

She sighed. Always so drama-…

She didn’t manage to finish her thought because the traitor had decided to kiss her, and obviously her heart had skipped a beat, because what fun would that be, really. Separating from her, he offered her a smile before directing them towards the stairs.

They climbed together, giggling when she almost banged into the wall, you really are an idiot Killian, and he actually managed to carry her quite easily but again, “I can carry rum barrels far heavier than you”.

The next second, he was delivering her on her bed, and she was quite sure he felt like a bloody prince charming. Killian was about to make a step back, satisfied, but then she was gripping firmly his hand.

“Will you stay with me ? ” she asked him in a breath.

And the pirate, in a dashing smile.

“Always.”