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zozophoenixxx Β· 3 years
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Serotonin Booster :D πŸ‰
How to train your dragon edition
Here are some things I had forgotten or little details I just noticed on my rewatch, maybe even Unpopular Opinions πŸ€­πŸ‘€
✨Race to the Edge✨
SEASON 3
Dagur and Hiccup working together.. That's crazy but we love to see it
Also Toothless' facial expressions on ep1 are so good
- and the way Hiccup screamed "I hate you" after Dagur abandoned him was so sad πŸ₯Ί
- TOOTHLESS TRUSTING DAGUR ENOUGH TO LET HIM RIDE HIM πŸ₯ΊπŸ₯Ί
I love how Hiccup and Fishlegs always reward their dragon
Cavern Crasher - scavenging mystery class, pushes dragon out of their home and takes over, extremely fast, it's mucus becomes flammable when it hits the air, feeds on the other dragon's eggs, collapses it's skeleton and squeezes through cracks.
Dude I remember when I couldn't watch the Crash Course ep(2) bc I thought it was boring but I've come to appreciate it more. IT'S JUST SO FUNNY! We have the twins being... Well the twins and then we have proud, overprotective Snotlout SINGING TO THE BABY FIREWORMS 🀩
No bro but the way Hookfang and the Fireworm Queen combined their firepower
And the lil Hiccup and Snotlout moment at the endπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯Ί
GOTHI TALKED❗️❕❗️❕
They treated Fishlegs so harshly πŸ₯Ί like I get why Hiccup would be mad at him but still like 😞 [ep3 with the night terrors and the lost civilizations ]
- i love how Hiccup felt bad after he treated Fishlegs the way he did
Fishlegs hugs >>>
Snotlout: I'm having Asia Fondue. Something seems oddly familiar
Hiccup: Snotlout, are you trying to say "deja vu"?
Singetail - its first appearance was in ep4, can fire from almost any part of its body -> mouth, tail, & underbelly.
Both Snotlout and Spitelout are trying to prove themselves to Hiccup and Stoick
Even tho ep4 is not one of my favorite eps I really liked how Spitelout and Stoick were ok at the end
BUFFALORD SOLDIER ONE OF MY FAVORITES
- bc of Hiccstrid ofcccc😭🀩
The Scourge of Odin - plague that tore through the Archipelago centuries ago, wiping out entire Viking villages. It moves swiftly, overtaking it's victims in less than 3 moons. Cure: green solution made out of the saliva of a Buffalord
The way both Hiccup and Snotlout seemed so worriedπŸ₯Ί
Buffalord - all hunted to extinction during the Scourge's last outbreak, big, has ram- like horns and lives on the plains, extremely strong.
"I can't imagine a world without you in it"
THE WAY HE HOLDS HERπŸ₯Ί nonono and the way he carries her and lightly touches her shoulder and holds her hand πŸ₯Ί I can't -
The way the dragons went crazy was kinda scary
Grimora - rare parasite that attach themselves to dragon and release a toxin that causes them to turn wild.
Stormfly loves bath time
Love how the water looked in this episode πŸ₯Ί
Not all of them making fun of Fishlegs for having a girlfriend
Heather and Fishlegs πŸ₯ΊπŸ₯°
Why is windshear kinda spoiled..
Hiccup was just kidnapped and Toothless is being forced to fight now
The way Astrid is so smart and gorgeous and beautiful and UGHHHH I love her πŸ₯Ί
And Hiccup standing up for Toothless even tho he can't really do anything about it :(
OK BUT ASTRID'S EXCITEMENT WHENEVER SHE REALIZED THEY WERE OK AND THE WAY THEY HUG πŸ₯ΊπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯Ί
Triple Stryke AMAZING DRAGON I LOVE IT SM
I got chills whenever they freed the dragons and whenever they were shooting the ppl that paid for the dragon fights
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Do I love them? Yes. Yes, I do.
BBY DEATHSONG IS SO ADORABLE
Tuff comes up with the craziest names, but Ig Garffiljorg the Deathsong has a certain ring to it πŸ˜©πŸ˜ΆπŸ€©πŸ˜‚
THE DEATHSONG REALLY WENT FOR THE KILL... HE REALLY SHOT CHICKEN AND WAS ALL LIKE πŸ˜πŸ˜‹
CHICKEN PASSED OUT HAHSHABAVVA
HICCUP AND SNOTLOUT AND THE TWINS SINGING OMG
THE πŸ”₯INFERNOOOπŸ”₯ OMG YESS and the way he got so excited to start working on it more πŸ₯Ί
The Quakens feel the vibrations of the Earth and they're extremely strong
FISHLEGS DOING THE HAND THING ON THE QUAKENS
Dagur riding Toothless will never not be funny "why'd you do me like that bud?"
Just found a mistake! In ep11 Hiccup sends Snotlout and Heather out so he can teach Dagur how to ride a dragon without Heather killing him. Then, he has to go to his Hut to get a spare leg and leaves Dagur alone WHERE HE'S FOUND BY THE GANG INCLUDING SNOTLOUT-
Dagur and Fishlegs forming a friendship
Heather crying for Dagur is so heartbreaking dude like she's gone through so much πŸ₯Ί
Sir Ulgerthorpe is hilarious 🀩
GOBBER JUST FOUND HIS DRAGON OMG YAY I LOVE HIM 😩πŸ₯Ί
Astrid and Heather being extreme badassesπŸ‘πŸΌ we love to see it 😍
In ep12 whenever they get caught Astrid puts her hand on Hiccup's shoulder and Hiccup responds to this by putting his hand on top of hers AND I JUST CANT WITH THESE LIL MOMENTS! and the change in music tooπŸ₯Ί
AND JHDHSHAJAHSA TUFFNUT RUNNING AGAINST THE WALL AND RUFF NOT BEING EVEN FAZED but when she realizes she smiles HAHDHHSHAHA
AND THEN HER TELLING HIM TO TRY AGAIN
I love grump (Gobber's new dragon)
Gobber fighting Ryker- iconic
Astrid saving Hiccup and Meatlug saving ToothlessπŸ₯Ί I love them and the way Hiccup looks up at her with his wet hair 😩
Dude it's so like Astrid to not tell whenever she's hurt bro
SHE REALLY WAS LIKE "it just grazed me" when she had to pull the whole arrow out of her leg
Sarcastic Hiccup>>>>>
The fact that the twins can actually be super smart whenever they want to
Astrid is so badass bro like she really caught the darts that were abt to hit her and Hiccup plsss
Mala, Queen Defender of the Wing being voiced by Adelaide Kane reminds me of Reign so much like SHES AMAZING I LOVE HER
Eruptodon - The Great Protector
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sagamemes Β· 4 years
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disastrio text starters episode II:Β  teeth and tomfoolery. Β  below and under the cut, you can find 75 messages dug up from the pins of the cursed group chat of three international friends, and some select dms. slightly edited for roleplay purposes, with spelling errors opted to keep in tact to maintain the Energyβ„’. edit as you please.Β  tw: nsfw and kink mentions.
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  when i have nothing to add i just screenshot it sorry
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  [name] i am going to choke you.
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  sorry i laughed too hard and now my mother is yelling
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  it's nearly [zodiac] season, bitches
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  thunder just shook my entire car. Β  [ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  why must we all pay for florida man's sins.
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i is business contact
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  only if they mentioned something about te*th
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i don't watch enough simpsons to know what that means but i love you
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  hey who wants to hear a fun fact about the progression of time
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  as if you could curb your scientific curiosity for long enough to leave the only place on earth where someone might use "hey who wants to hear a fun fact about the progression of time" as a conversation opener
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  "you want to punish yourself by seeking unhealthy relationships." Β  Β [ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  also the stars say you may want to have your feet fucked.
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  this is the worst thing i have come across all week
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  maybe it's the preparation for pangea Β  [ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  which i for one am all for
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  you're kdidng
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  the real magic was the tomfoolery we had along the way?
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  that sounds like a famous last words situation
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  the death of a platform cannot end our tomfoolery
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i'll die hot Β  [ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  in every sense of the word
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  there's a "everything is bigger in texas" joke in there somewhere
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  what can i say i love to validate my friends
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  when ur suffering too much from anxiety to fly so u just recreate 179,997,981 B.C.
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  at this point i'm taking no responsibilities you know what you're signing up for when u open this chat
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  valid and good information and all but I fucking refuse to teach my kids how to "hook up so they're not nervous anymore"
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  we need a gang sign
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i like having the reputation of terror among those who Don't Know Me
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  if the worst thing that people think about me is that i have a [thing] kink then i can live with that
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  teeth r hot what is anyone going to do about it
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  the fact that the conversation just ends there makes it look like you legit hopped on a plane and unhinged your jaw
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  the suns will come for us all
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  my conspiracy theory is strengthening
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  they're telling u to be suspicious of the house plant in case there's a mic in there
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  [name] didn't u hear me the tractor supply is a front for a secret government agency keep up
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  who needs eyes when u got swag
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  not to completely derail the conversation but [person] just said that she believes male nipples should fall off like the umbilical cord at some point and i can't fucking breathe
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  there are only so many contexts for [body part] in a sexual setting
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  WHERE ARE YOUR TEETH IF NOT ATTACHED TO YOUR HEAD
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  the Salmon Instinct(tm) always gets ya
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i immediately regret typing that
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  ur parents thought gators made a nice backdrop for babymaking
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i'm surrounded by rats i see
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  p sure the faculty let it go on bc it would work as abstinence fuel
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i choose ignorance
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i'm not linking anything google at your own risk
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  just let [name] do the talking, even if it's about teeth
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  john mulaney was right
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i will relish in your suffering nonetheless
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i've got therapy at 10, and a tarot reading at 9.
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  me: yeah i consider myself a logical, even overthinking individual Β  [ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  also me: no wait fuck i'm gonna burn my couch *SLAPS THE FIRE*
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  tonightwith food, i will weep, do not fret
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  cry those shit chemicals out
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  vastly different kids of chaos, urs hurts u, i just had to eat the marshmallows faster to get rid of Bad Taste
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  finland is the florida of europe
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  but more importantly it made my heart hurt
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  all roads lead to [person/public figure]
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  it is Fucking Moist here my mans Β  [ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  ....humid. the word i was looking for is humid
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  if there ever comes a day when i stop liveblogging my misfortune here, presume me dead
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  that's a whole child
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i hate them both so [name] just go my wrath in that moment
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  our entire relationship is based on fictional emotional s/m
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i hope u realise we're gonna kidnap u when u come here right
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  update: 4 am and i'm crying about a fictional bird child
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  can someone please kill the hobgoblin, they keep coming back and i have nothing left to give
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  cursed threeway
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  the minions crucified jesus
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  THE FUCKER STOLE MY TERRIYAKI JERKY
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  "you're a shameless little jerky thief and i hate you" - [name] about the cat, but it's better without context
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  I consider this further proof that Romeo and Juliet ruin everything
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i have the sense of humour of a 12 year old
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  yeah rodeo girls will do that to u tho
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  [name] has the brain cell and they fell asleep with it
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i'm never gonna be able to look at rich people furniture without presuming it's a kink thing hiding in plain sight
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  but who am i if not the bitch to say the thing nobody wants to
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  i must've missed deep sea penis
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  IT’S IN MAJOR IT COUNTS AS LIGHT-HEARTED
[ πšƒπ™΄πš‡πšƒ ] Β  op of this article has a vore kink
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justauthoring Β· 5 years
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I Don’t Wanna Die Alone [Xavier Plympton]
Request(s): I would like to request a Xavier Plympton x reader kind of angsty. So for plot I would like of Xavier and the reader had a pre-established relationship and it's a healthy relationship. They get along well and genuinely love one another. I would like the reader to get killed or seriously hurt and for Xavier to find them. Xavier desperately trying to help but knowing there is nothing he can do. If the reader is just hurt maybe he can lay with them as they hear jingles walking towards them. Thanks!
can you do one with xavier where the reader hits her head badly trying to run and dies in xavier’s arms at camp redwood. idk if you’ve watched teen wolf or not but maybe like vibes from the scene where allison died. ???
Hi hello I would like to request an Xavier/Reader fic where Xavier witnesses reader’s death, and how that affects him when interacting with reader in the camp as ghosts. Relationship is your choice but my vote is on romantic :)
Requested by: @redama
Pairing: Xavier Plympton x Reader
Word Count: 1,974
Notes: ya’ll, as much as i will always love evan, seeing an edit of this dude is what made me wanna watch ahs in the first place and i feel so fucking satisfied to finally be able to write for him lol. i literally just finished 1984 and i cannot help but write right now even tho im sick and have work early in the morning. so appreciate my dedication here :)
Please don’t plagiarize my work!
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It felt like your lungs were on fire. Your body was screaming at you to stop, but your mind kept reminding you of why you couldn’t -- because if you did, he’d find you and kill you.
You just had to have a shower; you couldn’t just listen to Margaret and wait until the morning. Or at least, accept Xavier’s offer to join you. That way you wouldn’t be alone right now, running from a crazed murderer. And Jesus, you barely had time to even get dressed. Your hair was a soaking wet mop on top of your head and all you had on was your shorts and bra; the fucking asshole didn’t even give you time to put on your shoes.
All you wanted was Xavier. Part of you, maybe you were going crazy, would be satisfied dying if it meant getting to die with Xavier. Not alone. If you were going to die, which it really felt like you were going to you, you didn’t want to do it alone.Β 
You’d tried screaming, louder then you ever had before. Your throat was raw but it seemed no one could hear you; which sucked ass. You hadn’t thought you were that far from the cabins, but apparently you were farther then you thought because there was no one coming to save you. Absolutely no one. All you could count on was your years of track in High School and pray that got you far enough that you could at least find someone.
Or out run Mr. Jingles. That’d be great to. Find a place to hide, something.
Taking a sharp turn to the right, you hiss lightly at your arm scraping against a branch. It stings and you allow yourself a moment to glance down at the now bleeding scratch on your arm before pushing it to the back of your mind, focusing your attention on your steps and where to take them. The entire forest felt like a damned maze and you were clearly lost without any knowledge on how to get to either the road or back to Camp Redwood.
You were starting to feel like you were going crazy. Insane. Something of the like. Your heart was beating a mile per minute and your skin was clammy with sweat and you just wanted to sleep. You wanted to be in Xavier’s arms, laying comfortably against his chest while he held you close.Β 
A sudden scream pulls you from your thoughts. It causes you to halt, coming to a sudden and sharp stop as you turn your head sharply over your shoulder. You expect to hear footsteps, another screaming, something but for a moment, it’s just silence. Complete and utter silence. All you can hear is your own rapid breath and the sound of the adrenaline pumping in your veins from the absolute terror running through your entire body.
And then, it’s just faint, you hear your name. Someone’s calling out for you.
β€œY/N! Y/N! Where are you! Are you okay?”
That’s... That’s Xavier!
Eyes widening with hope, you feel your lips twitching into just the faintest of smiles, thinking that if anyone will be able to save you, it’ll be him. You move to turn, your lips parting to call out for Xavier in return. However, you don’t hear the approaching footsteps or notice the figure that falls to your left. You don’t, at least, until there’s a sharp pain in your left shoulder. Your lips part, a gasp falling past your lips as you start up into the face of none other then Mr. Jingles.
He rips the knife out of your shoulder, and you stumble back in response, your hand shakily raising to fall over the wound. You glance down briefly, watching the blood pool your skin, before turning back to Mr. Jingles.
β€œPlease...” You breathe shakily,Β β€œdon’t--!”
You never get to finish your stomach before he stabs you again; this time directly in your stomach. Your knees grow weak beneath you and as he mercilessly pulls the knife from you once more, you no longer have the strength to hold yourself up. You hit the ground with a thud, a whimper leaving your lips as your vision blurs.Β 
Mr. Jingles crawls over you, knees on either side of you as he easily pushes your head to the side, revealing your ear to him. With a almost mocking gentleness he brushes your hair back, taking the top of your ear and slicing it right off. Somehow you have the strength to scream; it piercing the silence of the forest as Mr. Jingles simply stands up, with his price, and stalks off.
He just leaves you there.
It feels like hours, but can’t be more than a few moments, you just graveling on the ground, before another figure falls next to you. You assume it to be Mr. Jingles, coming to finish the job quicker then he’d originally intended and you don’t have the strength to fight or scream or even really cry. But then warm arms are pulling you into a lap and you blink, glancing up to meet Xavier’s piercing blue eyes staring back down at you.
Except, his eyes are flooded with welling tears as he gets a good look at you.
β€œX-Xavier...”
β€œY/N... Oh, God... Oh, God, Y/N--!”
Shaking your head, your lips part to speak, but you find yourself choking on your own blood, it pooling around your mouth. Your body jerks in response, Xavier desperately attempting to apply pressure to your wounds but you know it’s useless.
You raise your hand, settling it over his own with a shaky determination. Your action pulls his eyes on you and with your eyes glossing over, you smile up at him.Β β€œI... I love you...”
Your body falls limp in his hands then.
β€œY/N... Y/N, Y/N, wake up!” Xavier finds the words pouring from his lips, unable to think rationally as he desperately tries to shake you back awake. But, of course, nothing words. And eventually, he ends up just pulling you close, curling you up against him as a sob breaks past his lips.
Montana finds him moments later.
β€œXavier, we have-- oh, shit, Y/N! No, no, no!”
Finally pulling his gaze up, Xavier meets Montana’s gaze through a blurred vision.Β β€œI was too late,” he whispers, voice a raspy imitation of how he normally sounds.Β β€œHe got to her before I... I couldn’t save her...”
Montana’s lips part to say something, but she finds herself speechless. Her heart wrenches at the thought of you dead, given that the two of you had always been close, and she’s never quite seen Xavier so... helpless. She wants to say something to comfort him, but doesn’t know what. And seeing you, lifeless in his arms, hurts her just as much.
However, before she can dwell on it much longer, the sound of keys jingling echoes.
β€œOh, fuck!” Montana curses, pushing herself up to her feet desperately and latching onto Xavier’s arm.Β β€œCome on, Xav. We got to go. We got to go!”
β€œNo, no!” Xavier cries, holding onto your body tighter.Β β€œI’m not leaving her here.”
β€œWe have to go!”
β€œI’m not leaving her here!”
β€œLook at me, look at me!” Grabbing Xavier tightly by the cheeks, Montana pulls his gaze sharply on her own.Β β€œY/N wouldn’t want you to die like this, okay? She’d want you to live! She’d want you to survive. We both know it!” Breathless, Xavier stays silent, unable to argue with Montana.Β β€œSo, we have to go!”
One glance down at you and Xavier knows she’s right.
Shakily, he eases his grip on you, setting you gently back on the ground and moving to stand up. However, before he does, he slips his jacket off, placing it over you as to cover you the best he can.Β β€œOkay,” he whispers, voice broken.Β β€œLet’s go.”
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β€œYou’re gonna have to talk to me eventually.”
Xavier stays silent, back turned to you as he stares out blankly in front of him.
Sighing, you shake your head, daring to take another step forward.Β β€œWe are stuck here for eternity, Xav.” You remind softly, continuing to walk forward more and more. You don’t stop until you’re directly behind Xavier, making sure he can’t run off like he has all times before. You’re desperate for him to finally face you.Β β€œYou can’t just ignore me.”
β€œWhy do you even want to talk to me in the first place?”
Jerking your head back in surprise -- at both the fact that this is the first time Xavier’s spoke to you since you’d woken up from death and his actual words -- you blink at the back of Xavier’s head. However, soon enough he’s spinning to face you, his eyes finally meeting your own as he shakes his head at you. You find yourself also surprised at the tears in his eyes.
Gathering yourself, you shake your head;Β β€œwhat’re you talking about?”
β€œYou died!” He calls out, causing you to furrow your brows. Huffing, he clarifies himself;Β β€œyou died because of me.”
Lips parting, you move to respond, but find yourself unable to. Is that what he thinks? That he killed you? He must’ve lost his damn mind because you know for a fact that it was Mr. Jingles who killed you. The fact that he actually blames himself... you feel your heart twist uncomfortably, shaking your head desperately as you reach out for Xavier. He only steps back from your touch causing your arms to fall by your side helplessly.
β€œIs that what you think?” You whisper, never tearing your gaze off his own.Β β€œXav, you didn’t kill me... Mr. Jingles did.”
β€œI let you go off on your own! I... wasn’t quick enough!” Inhaling sharply, Xavier wipes at his cheeks desperately, trying to hide the tears that profusely fall down his cheeks. Then, he gathers himself enough to utter one last sentence, a broken whisper. β€œI didn’t protect you.”
You step forward, reaching out for Xavier. This time he doesn’t pull away, shoulders slumping as your hands move to cup his cheeks, shaking your head repeatedly.Β β€œYou did protect me,” you whisper,Β β€œyou always did. And I didn’t die because of you. I died because of some pathetic man. I ran off to have a shower, I didn’t let you come with me... So, please,” letting your thumb stroke his cheek softly, you smile up at him.Β β€œJust... kiss me.”
Xavier’s resolve slowly falls with each word. By the end of it, his tears have halted and he finds himself stunned by your forgiveness. He finds his hands reaching out for you, desperate for your touch as his hands fall on your waist, pulling you flush against him.
β€œYou want me to kiss you?”
β€œI’ve never wanted you to kiss me more than I have now.”
A smirk crawls onto his lips and slowly but surely, Xavier leans down, pressing his lips against your own. The kiss is short, chaste, but it means everything to you. Able to hold Xavier like this again means everything to you. Your arch into his touch, your hand sliding up the back of his neck as you moan into the kiss, Xavier returning it with just as much ferocity.
It’s been so long since you’ve been able to kiss him like this.
Pulling back, Xavier leans his forehead against your own, breathless.Β β€œI’ve missed you...”
β€œWell,” you smile lightly, leaning back to meet his gaze.Β β€œLike I said, we have all of eternity here... You’ll never have to miss me again.”
Xavier’s faint smile turns into a grin.
β€œI like the sound of that.”
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The next morning, Pink had woken up to the sound of footsteps in the room she was in. She looked up from the bed, and saw Frisk, of whom was out of their bed, picking up their slice of pie. They did what Pink did with hers, wrapping it gently in a napkin and putting it away for later. They looked over to Pink, waving with a smile. Pink responded with a gentle and friendly smile, and sat up, getting out of bed. She stood up, and put on her shoes, walking to be next to Frisk. She looked at them, her eyes shimmering with a questioning gleam. They replied with a nod, their expression turning to that of sadness, yet determination sparkled in their narrowed eyes. They and Pink walked out of the room, and into the living room, where Toriel was reading a book on her recliner, wearing reading glasses. She quickly noticed the two, and set her book down, keeping a finger in between the pages to keep her spot. "Well, hello, my children! Did you both have a good rest?" "We did. Thank you for the pie, Ms. Toriel." Pink replied, a grateful smile on her face. "I am glad. Now, is there anything you need, my children?" Frisk nodded, though they looked a bit guilty. "How do we exit the Ruins?" They asked, their head cocked.
Toriel looked alarmed, to say the least. Her scarlet eyes were wide, sparkling with fear. "Erm, why don't you two read this book with me? It's very interesting, called 72 Uses for Snails!" Frisk shook their head. "...Ms. Toriel, Frisk and I are truly grateful for you taking care of us, but...we need to leave." Pink said, her tone sad and her facial expression apologetic. "We can’t stay here forever." Toriel’s expression shifted to that of desperation, before turning to that of sorrow, of which turned to resignation.
"I must go for now. Wait here." Toriel said, standing up. She closed her book and took off her glasses, setting them on her chair. Pink and Frisk both stepped back, and Toriel walked out of the living room, and began to descend down the stairs. Frisk looked at Pink with a worried glance, and Pink replied with a worried stare as well, along with a nod. They nodded back, and the two humans followed Toriel. They walked through the dark basement, to find Toriel in front of them. Frisk and Pink were now directly behind Toriel. Pink put her hand on Toriel’s arm, her gaze that of worry. Toriel looked away. Then, Pink felt a warm sensation on her hand, and in her chest. It felt burning and powerful, warm and comforting, all at the same time. Frisk gasped a tiny bit, looking directly at Pink. Pink's eyes were glowing entirely white. "Go back upstairs, my children." Toriel said, her voice tough sounding. She walked forward, Pink's hand coming off of her. Her eyes returned to normal. "What was that?!" Frisk yelped, though rather quietly. "I have no idea! It was...weird!" Pink admitted, looking slightly afraid. "But nevermind that, we have to catch up with Toriel!" Pink reminded Frisk, pointing the way Toriel went. They hesitated for a moment, before nodding. The two rushed to follow Toriel, and kept going until they came to another room. It was simple and with a door, in front of Toriel. The motherly goat woman had her back to Frisk and Pink. "You both wish to leave this place, do you not? You naive children. You do not understand. Out there, they will take you both. They will kill you for your SOULS. They...Asgore will kill you. I'm going to destroy the exit, so no one can ever leave again." "No!" Frisk yelped, looking desperate. "You both want to leave so badly?" Toriel asked, her head turning a bit to look at the two. Her scarlet eyes glinted with a deep pain and anger. "We do. We have to." Pink answered, standing strong. Her pink and red eyes burned with courage. Frisk was next to Pink, their stance fearful yet determined. They had a determined yet terrified look in their eyes. Toriel scoffed, sounding genuinely disbeliving. "Hmph. The both of you are just like the others." "Even if we are, we won't go back upstairs. We both have to leave, Toriel. You've been ever so kind to us, and we're both grateful for that, but we must leave." Pink reasoned, her tone urging.
"Then you must prove yourself. Prove to me that you both are strong enough to survive." Toriel retorted, her voice holding heartache and anger. Then, as Pink’s SOUL and Frisk’s SOUL appeared on their chests, flames circled around Toriel, and both humans jumped back. The flames were just as hot as they had been when Toriel had warded off Flowey, maybe hotter. Frisk was terrified, their expression exhibiting fear and sorrow. Pink stared on, her expression of determination and mild fear. Then, flames rushed at the two, swirling about in a helix. Pink jumped and dodged, while Frisk stumbled about, crying out as they gained mild burns on their body. Then, a blast of flame shot at the both of them, mostly centering on Frisk. Pink let out a cry of alarm, and jumped into action. She roughly pushed Frisk out of the way, and she took the hit. It struck her right in the stomach, creating a massive burn on her torso. An excruciating pain was rushing through the wound, blood dripping a bit from Pink’s mouth. Pink let out a screech of agony, her eyes flickering with something. Something strong and familiar. Magic. Toriel's eyes widened a bit. She hated that Pink had gotten hurt, yet...something new was sparking inside of the pink human. Something rushing stronger and stronger. Then, Pink's eyes blazed, and her hands burned bright, creating a blazing magic. Toriel recognized it, clear as day, and gasped aloud as she saw it. Frisk did as well, their mouth covered. Flame was burning in Pink’s hands, the same colors as her eyes. Pink looked at her hands, shock glimmering in them. So this is what the sign meant by me being a copycat...this is what it meant by HOPE being able to draw strength from others! I have the power to copy people’s abilities! Pink realized, a jolt of magic rushing through her. Her hands stopped blazing, and her hands began to glow green. Her wound began to heal, closing up. The pain faded shortly after. Pink then looked up at Toriel, a look of defiance in her eyes. Toriel narrowed her own, and then, flame burst all around her. "Defend yourself then, child. If you have this power, then use it." Toriel urged, her voice curt and her tone short. Then, fire blazed forward, crackling loudly as it rushed at Pink. She took a deep breath, and then, as her hands blazed once again, she threw them forward, and pink and red pyre flew off, the blast around the same strength as Toriel’s blast. Then, the two blasts collided, and were now fighting for dominance. Toriel pushed her hands forward, and her fire began to dominate, pushing against Pink’s. In retaliation, Pink pushed harder, her flame beginning to win in the fight. Her eyes were blazing brightly, leaving smoke or wisp trails from them. Toriel's eyes were doing the same, burning bright. Frisk shrieked out for the two to stop, looking from behind the corner to keep from getting burned in the fire storm. Then, as Toriel was distracted by Frisk, Pink pushed forward, and the blast of flame hit her head on. Toriel let out a cry of pain, being knocked against the wall behind her. She fell to the ground, letting out a groan of pain.
Pink gasped aloud, her hands flying to her mouth. Her expression was that of pure horror. Frisk cried out for Toriel, a wordless sob or shriek, Pink couldn't tell the difference. Pink rushed forward, her legs propelling her faster than ever. "TORIEL!!!" She arrived next to goat mom, scrambling to help her up. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I'm sorry!!" Pink exclaimed, tears beginning to fall from her cheeks. She looked utterly fearful and horribly guilty. Toriel looked up at Pink, and began to try to stand. Frisk and Pink immediately helped her, helping her stand up. Toriel had a mark on her stomach where the blow had been delivered, but no major damage was done. Nonetheless, Pink was horrified with what she had done. She had hurt Toriel, even if it hadn't been that bad. She hurt someone she cared about. Toriel looked at Pink, her eyes filled with kindness. "Child, you've nothing to worry about. It's just a scratch, I promise." She assured Pink, putting a paw on her shoulder. Pink was shaking, letting out small silent sobs. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. Her expression held pure terror and sorrow. "I-I'm so sorry...!" Pink stammered.
Toriel then pulled Pink into a hug, wrapping her fuzzy arms around the pink dressed girl. Frisk hugged the motherly goat woman and fellow human, wrapping their short arms around the two. Toriel removed one hand from Pink and wrapped it around Frisk as well, and Pink did the same. They were hugging either for about thirty seconds, or a few years. Then, the three stood up. Toriel was standing in front of the two.
"I know...you both wish to leave. The both of you are strong. You can keep each other safe. But...there is one thing. Once you two leave, you cannot come back." Toriel spoke, her voice low and filled with heartache. Pink nodded, looking sad. Frisk nodded as well, looking upset. Then, Frisk and Pink both hugged Toriel one last time. Toriel was a bit surprised, but hugged the two back. I'm so sorry, Toriel. But this must be done. Then, the three separated, stopping the hug. "I will miss you both. Please, be good, won't you both?" Toriel spoke, looking hopeful. "We will, mom." Frisk said, their voice heartfelt. Toriel looked surprised for a moment, before the surprise turned to warmth and bittersweetness. "Thank you, my children." Then, Toriel began to walk out of the room. She turned towards the two for a moment, smiling a bit. "I love you both." She turned away again, and walked down the hall.
Pink could swear that her heart was aching, beating fast and against her chest. So many things were racing through her head at that moment, her thoughts jumbled up. Pink had used magic; real magic! Flames and healing magic had come from her, as if it were her own. And it was her own. She had copied the powers from Toriel. She guessed that it happened when she had touched goat mom's arm on the way to this room. Anxiety and excitement raced through Pink as she thought about who else she would copy, and what adventures lied in wait.
Then, Pink's hands began to flap, a bright smile on her face. "Frisk!" Pink exclaimed, beginning to bounce. They looked so confused, looking at her. "DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID?! I USED MAGIC! I CAN USE MAGIC! OH MY GOD!!" She shrieked, jumping up and down. Frisk nodded, looking amused. "FIRE CAME OUT OF MY HANDS LIKE A BLOWTORCH! OR A FLAMETHROWER! I HEALED MYSELF! I CAN HEAL!" Pink squealed, now even more excited. Pink then gasped for air, before screaming out of excitement into her sleeve. Frisk let out a loud snort of laughter, finding Pink’s overexcitement very amusing. Then, as Pink stopped screaming, both she and Frisk heard Chara’s voice. "Calm yourself, Pink. It is really cool, but you need to calm down." "Sorry! I'm just so EXCITED! I just need to learn how to control my magic! Then I'll be able to do all sorts of cool stuff!" Pink replied, a big goofy smile on her face. "No need to apologize, you big dork." Chara teased, a smile in their voice. "Well, you are right, Pink! That was really cool, if a bit scary too. But cool!" Frisk responded, looking up at her.
"Now, I think it's time to go. There's a whole underground we need to go through." Chara stated. "You're right, Chara. Are we ready?" Pink asked, looking at Frisk. They nodded, a smile on their face. "So am I. Let’s go." Pink replied, a determined smile on her face. The two walked to the door, and with a heavy push, they were able to get the door open. And right in the center of the room was someone the two did not want to see again. Flowey.
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The Empty Hearse: my inner monologue because I like writing these
I would just like to point out before we get going that I was rather a latecomer to this fandom. I got into it just as Season 4 was released, so early 2017. When this episode was released in 2014 I was only 10 years old!!! Still probably my favourite fandom though, the one I always find myself returning to.
Anyways, on with my crazy monologue!!
β€’ We stan a quick rundown of the Depression of the Century
β€’ #creepymaskmuch
β€’ Molly be like "oh damn"
β€’ Uno reverse bitches!!!
β€’ Molly be like "YAAAAS"
β€’ I'm sorry can we just acknowledge how hot the window jump is
β€’ Bet John wished he could be Molly in that sitch XD
β€’ DERREN BROWN MOTHERFUCKERS
β€’ Still feel so sorry for John :(
β€’ "BOLLOCKS"
β€’ Greg is so fucking done with Anderson's theories XD
β€’ "You're a guilty lil bitch Anderson, stfu": Lestrade 2k14
β€’ "I BelIEVe iN sHErloCK HOLmeS"
β€’ Eyyyyyyy Sherlock is not guilty!!!! (Obvs)
β€’ When depression hits, get a (terrible) moustache bitches
β€’ WE DON'T TRUST YOU MARY, DON'T ACT ALL NICEY NICE
β€’ Ooooo helicopters and running, Mission Impossible style
β€’ When you just..... give the fuck up
β€’ When you can't stand that screaming so you just turn your music up
β€’ I mean torture is pretty harsh man
β€’ Of course Sherlock would deduce his way out XD
β€’ When Mycroft just doesn't give a Single Shit
β€’ WE STAN THE THEME TUNNNEEEEE
β€’ John be like "nah imma just stare at this wall"
β€’ Mycroft's got a fancy fucking office guys
β€’ John stop tryna be Sherlock with your terrible imitation coat and scarf
β€’ Mrs Hudson always cares for her adoptive sons, but she does with high sarcasm and sass
β€’ Mycroft, why does your office look like a torture chamber??
β€’ Benedict is HOT Jesus
β€’ "Definitely. Enjoying it.": You! Don't! Appreciate! Your! Brother!
β€’ 2 HOURS TO LEARN A BLOODY LANGUAGE!?!?! JESUS FUCK I DID 7 YEARS OF FRENCH AND I CAN BARELY HOLD A CONVERSATION
β€’ Anthea prefers Sherlock to Mycroft, they have bitch sessions about him pass it on lol
β€’ Mrs Hudson is so sassy and honest XD
β€’ John you fucking liar you're not sorry
β€’ Mycroft is so Done with his little brother XD
β€’ Sherlock, stop personifying London dude
β€’ "Yes, we meet up every Friday for fish and chips": Mycroft, the sarcasm is not needed
β€’ MYCROFT TELL YOUR BROTHER WHAT HE FUCKING DID TO JOHN
β€’ Mrs Hudson is such a fucking Queen
β€’ "What's his name?"
β€’ "Sherlock was not my boyfriend": YES HE FUCKING WAS SHUT UP
β€’ "I AM NOT GAY": wow, denial is high there John
β€’ Mrs Hudson ships Johnlock more than the rest of the fandom combined XD
β€’ Mycroft: "oh yeah but the other wine is like so much better. Anyways, your bff hates you now byeeeee"
β€’ I LOVE THE MUSIC IN THE RESTAURANT SCENE GEEEEZ
β€’ Sherlock is such a fucking little twat when he wants to be lol
β€’ "Would I suggest you look at this menus, it's... completely identical"
β€’ THE ACCENT. THE FUCKING ACCENT. I'M WHEEZING
β€’ The way he's just tryna be like "look at meeeeeeee" and John gives not a single fuck
β€’ "Surprise me" "certainly endeavouring to, sir"
β€’ Awwwwwww hey Mary
β€’ John is such an awkward lil hedgehog
β€’ Mary: I agree I'm the best thing that could have happened to you
John: bitch you're not Sherlock
β€’ SHERLOCK FUCK OFF
β€’ Oh damn. OH DAMN.
β€’ John just having a mini mental breakdown here
β€’ "Short version. Not dead."
β€’ John looks like he's about to kill someone (preferably Sherlock)
β€’ "Oh God" "Not quite"
β€’ SHERLOCK STOP MAKING BAD JOKES ABOUT THE MOUSTACHE SITCH
β€’ The look in Sherlock's eyes when he realises that John isn't happy to see him
β€’ #deflectiontechniques
β€’ HE LOOKS IN SO MUCH PAIN ON THE FLOOR BABBBBYYYYYY
β€’ In the cafe, Sherlock just looks like a kid that's like 2 hours late home
β€’ "You know for a genius you can be remarkably thick"
β€’ "That's a little more difficult to explain" "I've got all night bitch"
β€’ "Just your brother, Molly and a hundred tramps"
β€’ I love that they end up in a chip shop XD
β€’ John, your moustache is terrible. Accept it lol
β€’ "One word to let me know that you were alive"
β€’ Mary just laughing her head off in the corner XD
β€’ Sherlock: BITCH STFU IT'S A SECRET (whilst entire chip shop is listening in)
β€’ *headbutt*
β€’ "I said sorry, isn't that what you're supposed to do?"
β€’ Mary knows what's up BUT SHE A LIAR
β€’ SHERLOCK LOOKS LIKE HE'S ABOUT TO CRY WHAT A SWEETIE
β€’ Honestly don't know why Mollie looks so shocked, like she knew he was alive
β€’ Greg is just like a proud Papa
β€’ "Oo you bastard!"
β€’ Sherlock being vaguely confused/irritated by a hug XD
β€’ BBC, can we talk about the random shot of the back of Una Stubbs' throat?
β€’ THEY EVEN GOT ONE IN FOR THE SHERIARTY SHIPPERS, HAVE THEY JUST COMPLETELY FORGOTTEN ABOUT JOHNLOCK :(:(:(
β€’ Anderson just doesn't ship Sheriarty XD
β€’ Think the Chip Shop Argument got spilled lol
β€’ Mary is having the time of her life reading the blog XD
β€’ Mary really ships the boys right from the start lol
β€’ "I don't shave for Sherlock Holmes" "You should put that on a t-shirt"
β€’ "SHERLOCK HOLMES GET DOWN FROM THAT SOFA OR SO HELP ME GOD--": Mrs Holmes 1983-present
β€’ The terror alert is on critical and these bitches are just playing chess
β€’ Ngl, missed the burgundy dressing gown
β€’ "Oh bugger!"
β€’ WE STAN THE BROTHERS PLAYING OPERATION
β€’ SHERLOCK'S IMITATION THO
β€’ Mycroft be so defensive
β€’ "Both of us thought you were an idiot, Sherlock. We had nothing else to go on until we met other children" "Oh yes, that was a mistake" "ghastly. What were they thinking of?" "Probably something about making friends": I feel SO sorry for the Holmes parents XD
β€’ Mycroft, I think your brother is trying to set you up with a lil someone (
β€’ "Change the subject. Now"
β€’ Mrs Hudson: :)
β€’ "He's pleased to see you underneath all that--" "Which of us??" "Both of you"
β€’ PLAY DEDUCTIONS WITH YOUR BROTHER MYC
β€’ Sherlock straight in there with the gender equality
β€’ Sherlock: Icelandic sheep wool bitch
Mrs Hudson: ah yes, because the world need a blog on that -_-
β€’ THE CURLS ARE AT A PEAK GUYS
β€’ "I'm not lonely": yes you are stfu
β€’ I love the wink to Mrs Hudson :)
β€’ Mrs Hudson really wants her boys back lol
β€’ Loving the use of transitions to show how much of a dick John is being to Sherlock lol
β€’ "Have dinner?" "Solve crimes?"
β€’ Molly knows she's replacing John really
β€’ "Weight loss, hair dye, botox, affair, lawyer. Next!"
β€’ Sherlock is so gentle with the poor woman :)
β€’ I LOVE THE OLD GUY SO MUCH LOL
β€’ John is so fucking convinced he's right, but it's kinda sad that he doesn't think Sherlock will respect his personal space (because he never has before): JOHN SUBCONSCIOUSLY WANTS SHERLOCK THERE
β€’ Can we just agree that Sherlock is such a sweetie and that it is heartbreaking that John is now his awful internal monologue because he's convinced he hates him after how he reacted once he returned?
β€’ Lestrade just being a concerned dad in the background
β€’ Molly and Lestrade are both just so spooked out
β€’ *dramatically blows dust off book*
β€’ HE WANTS JOHN BACK SO BAD awwwwwwwwwwwwww
β€’ Quick aside, but I have a friend who is a train fanatic (he's coming to prom on a steam thingy) and the train dude reminds me of him lol
β€’ WE LOVE A LIL BIT OF MIND PALACE WORK
β€’ "Excuse you": JOHN YOU SASSY QUEEN
β€’ John: Makin' my way downtown, walkin' fast, getting kidnapped and I fall down
β€’ "Did you get him off a murder charge" "Nope helped him put up some shelves"
β€’ "Do you fancy chips?": HANG ON A MOMENT. In S4E2 Sherlock states that "You're suicidal you're allowed chips. Trust me I should know". Does that mean..... oh Jesus, Sherlock, you little sweetie, you need to talk to someone
β€’ ON PRINCIPLE I HATE SHERLOLLY BUT IT'S ALSO SO SWEEEEEEEEEEET
β€’ *when you wake up after a night out and you don't know where the fuck you are*
β€’ Sherlock is just immediately alert like: wtf is wrong with my John
β€’ The chips just... don't matter, okay
β€’ When you steal a motorbike to help your bff
β€’ I'M SORRY BUT CAN YOU IMAGINE LIKE A 16 YEAR OLD SHERLOCK ROARING AROUND SUSSEX ON HIS LITTLE MOPED AND HIS MOTHER YELLING AT HIM FROM DOWN THE ROAD TELLING HIM SHE'S GOING TO KILL HIM IF HE DOESN'T GET HOME RIGHT NOW XD
β€’ Ngl having the little kid right at the front is real creepy
β€’ But like can you imagine Sherlock and John going to bonfire nights with Rosie when she's a bit older and both of them being dead tense as they watch the bonfire being lit?
β€’ LISTEN TO YOUR DAUGHTER BITCH
β€’ The fact Sherlock figures it out JUST as the bonfire lights up: PERFECT
β€’ Sherlock, with a complete disregard for his own safety: *jumps into a fire and drags John out before tearfully begging him to be okay*
Hetero shippers: ah yes, what a good male friendship
β€’ I LOVE THE HOLMES PARENTS SO MUCH
β€’ I love Sherlock's face lol: he is SO done
β€’ Sherlock totally resembles his mother in terms of personality
β€’ I think the fact this is Benedict's parents makes that scene a million times better: do you think that's how he wants to act during the small talk sometimes XD
β€’ Mr Holmes just looks so Done, and Mrs Holmes is just like "fuck it I'm used to this"
β€’ "She worries!": well of course she bloody does, one son is the British Government, the other is a recovering drug addict who solves crimes as an alternative to getting high and her daughter is locked up in a secret facility
β€’ "Promise?" "...promise": HE LOVES HIS MUM AND DAD REALLY
β€’ Tbf John, you couldn't expect the poor guy to lead his parents on like that, really
β€’ John stop making bad puns
β€’ "Is it to get to you through me?": JOHN KNOWS WHAT'S UP
β€’ Awwwwww he's got his John back and he's just so happy
β€’ Aw c'mon, you've gotta admit that a bit of Sherlock's massive concern is for his brother being in parliament that night
β€’ I'M SORRY BUT I CAN'T HELP THINKING OF THE PARENTLOCK EDIT OF THE FACETIME BIT
β€’ "Illegal!" "A bit": yeah, like this is anything new tho John XD
β€’ "I don't understand" "well that's a first": JOHN LIVES ARE AT STAKE STOP BEING A SASSY BITCH
β€’ *sudden flashback to the great game and the painting*
β€’ I actually love the scene in the train carriage so much, because even though it ends up with Sherlock being a little bastard to get John to admit his feelings, I like how it demonstrates that everyone expects Sherlock to know everything all the time, and that's a very unrealistic expectation: despite the fact he hates it, he is only human, and I think this scene nicely acknowledges that
β€’ Two bros, chilling in a tube train, trying not to freak out cos they might die!
β€’ Sherlock: ooooopppsss, John, might have just set off this fucking bomb :/
β€’ "Mind palace!"
β€’ "You think I've just got how to diffuse a bomb tucked away in there!?" "YES!" "...maybe"
β€’ Sherlock may be a little bitch but you have to admit he's a bloody good actor
β€’ John, the whole way through the tube scene: wtf wtf wtf wtf
β€’ "I wanted you not to be dead!" "Well, be careful what you wish for": Sherlock, sweetie, it almost sounds like you wish you were dead.....
β€’ AWWW HE FORGIVES HIM GUYS
β€’ I wanna know what that information Mycroft gave Moriarty was
β€’ "His death wish": yeah, let's be honest Moriarty was just like "I crave heckety heck death"
β€’ How difficult do you thunk Sherlock found it up on that roof, having to tell John all of that??
β€’ You've gotta admit that it was a pretty good plan
β€’ You can bet that all the conspiracy theories were on Anderson's wall XD
β€’ THE GIGGLING JESUS
β€’ "You COCK"
β€’ "You said such nice things, I never knew you cared :)"
β€’ "I will kill you if you EVER-" "scouts honour" "BREATHE A WORD OF THIS ANYONE"
β€’ "Terrorists can get into a lot of trouble if they don't have an off switch"
β€’ "Oh please, killing me. That was so 2 years ago": WE STAN
β€’ Mycroft is just so desperate to get out of Les Mis: "but the pain. The HORROR"
β€’ Lestrade just seems a little disappointed
β€’ John tryna act surprised at Tom XD
β€’ SHERLOCK'S FACE (the memeeeessss lol)
β€’ WE STAN OUR TWO FAVE BOYS TALKING ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS
β€’ Sherlock is just so determined
β€’ Sherlock: oh yeah heard your graveside speech btw, super sweet
β€’ YES THE HAT BITCHES: OUR FAVOURITE DETECTIVE IS BACK
β€’ OOOO CREEPY MAGNUSSEN NUGGET AT THE END THERE
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