you know what i want to see from season 2??
i want alec, to get sick and tired of maryse and her comments about magnus, or for him to not be able to be in the institute because he cant stand people constantly talking about jace, and how they havent found him yet, and he needs to get away from it, or any reason alec needs to just leave the institute
and without even thinking he goes straight to magnus’, because magnus is truly the only person he can be around right now, so he just storms over there, seeing magnus’ being the only thought on his mind, he doesnt even call ahead or text to see if magnus is in
when he gets there, he hammers on the door for a good five minutes, but theres no answer, but alec needs to see magnus, so he turns his back to the door and just slides down until he’s sat on the floor and wraps his hands around his knees and waits
about an hour later magnus returns and see’s alec sat against his door, he see’s the look on alec’s face and instantly knows that alec doesnt want to talk, so he walks up to him and holds out his hand, patiently waiting for alec to make the next move
alec grabs his hand and allows magnus to pull him into a hug, wrapping his arms around magnus’ neck and gripping onto him for dear life and they just stand there hugging
finally alec’s grip lessons and he allows magnus to take him into the apartment and sit him on the sofa, alec still isnt ready to talk so magnus goes and changes into something comfortable, takes his makeup off, texts izzy telling her where alec is, because he just knows alec wont have told anyone where he went
he goes to sit on the sofa next to alec, and opens his arms in invitation, and alec moves instantly, setting himself on magnus’ lap and allows himself to be hugged, to be looked after, to be protected, and they sit there, not talking for as long as alec needs, magnus just softly brushing his hands through alec’s hair, letting alec take the comfort he needs
thats what i need from season 2
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chirping highlights from the SMH group text featuring: chirps, chirps, chirps (PDF)
Sarai: You live in Tortall, right?
Aly: Okay, first of all, my parents live in Tortall. I live in the moment.
Honestly if you’re not watching this debate you might want to turn it on. Trump is talking so fast I’m starting to suspect he might be on something, he screamed at Anderson Cooper for not having brought up a topic he just brought up, he threatened to have Hillary Clinton arrested, and he’s refusing to apologize for his groping comments, he’s still pretending he was against the war in Iraq, and he just told a Muslim woman that his plan to protect Muslims from Islamophobia was to push Islam as the problem, it’s a trainwreck
while I was saying this he tried to dodge the question about whether or not he still wants to ban all Muslims from entering America and yelled at Martha Raddatz for asking him to answer the question
while I was typing THIS he yelled at Martha Raddatz again for trying to move on to the next question, claiming Hillary went over her time. Martha refused to allow him this lie, and he got even more pissed off
He just said “I know nothing about Russia” and then had to backpedal when he realized what he’d just said
I’ve lost count of the amount of times Anderson Cooper has had to say “Please allow her to respond, she didn’t interrupt you”
Martha had to stop Donald from attempting to respond to Hillary’s response (which was not something he gets according to the rules) to tell him it’s supposed to be about the audience
Just for the record, I know it looks like I’m JUST listing off Donald Trump’s fuckups in this debate, but I’m listing both candidates’ mistakes, it’s just that Hillary’s biggest political mistake thus far in the debate is mispronouncing the word “fast” and given that the other guy has said “bigly” during this debate I feel like it’s hard to make this seem fair
He just praised Assad and Russia
Martha has taken to just repeating the question louder when he’s refusing to answer the question
He just said America was stupid
Everything I’m typing is a primary source and the history students of the future can use it for their essays, just make sure to cite me, Daniel Sabato 2016
if you take a shot every time he interrupts, shouts down his opponent or the moderator, refuses to answer the voters’ questions, or uses the word “disaster,” you will be dead of alcohol poisoning TONIGHT
He’s trying to make it sound like the moderators are being unfair to him because they keep calling him on breaking rules but they don’t call out Clinton as much, but the fact is that Clinton is just… not breaking the rules as much….
somebody reblogged this post and tagged it “not homestuck” and I’m not 100% sure they’re right
I just really love the idea of NHL Jack (AU where he never went to Samwell) taking a check into the glass way too hard during a game and the glass shatters and he goes completely through and is suddenly in the lap of our wonderful Southern Bell Eric Bittle
And Eric of course is just like “???????? are you ok????”
And Jack is just looking at him like “holy shit who are you and why have we never met”But alternatively, I love Eric being like “!!!!!!AHHHHHH!!!!!” (Because when that shit happens in real hockey holy shit it gets fucking hype like 0 to 100 real fast) and just smiling and laughing and screaming
And Jack is still just in aweBut like, Jack is tough. He’s dealt with stress fractures, bruising, [insert sports injury here]. The glass shattering was a fluke, he hit it at just the right angle so it looked a lot worse than it actually was. The impact was the worst part, and really, if you can’t take a hit from a check what are you even doing playing hockey (*cough*EricBittle*cough*).
So Jack shatters the glass and tumbles on through (the clip of this happens to go viral and he’s forced to listen to his teammates sing “He came in like a wrecking ball!!!!!” for the next two weeks). He’s struggling to right himself when he looks up and there is Human Sun™️ Eric Bittle looking completely horrified (I mean the boy is scared of checking. I would think being checked through arena glass is probably his worst nightmare). It’s basically Bitty losing his mind and Jack trying to work the Zimmermann charm.
“AhhHHHHH!!!!!”
“Nice jersey *(It’s Jack’s)*. You’re a big Zimmermann fan, eh?”
“Lord help me. There’s GLASS!! IN! YOUR! FACE!”
Jack stands up and is trying to very seriously talk and flirt with Bitty but Bitty is literally pressed against his seat, still losing his shit.
“I’m fine, really. Looks like the extra lifting from this week paid off. *(READ: I’m strong. Look how strong I am. Notice me.)”
“IS THERE A MEDIC?!? WE NEED A MEDIC?!?!!”
*Climbing back over the barrier onto the ice despite both Bitty’s and the medic’s (who has now arrived) protestations* “Maybe we’ll get to talk later. I have to go finish something.”
“I KNOW. THIS IS YOUR HOCKEY GAME.”
Even after being forced off the ice by a combination of Guy and the medic in order to patch his face up, Jack was still kind of in a daze.
“Did you see him, did you catch his name, how many points do we have now?”
“Jack you have to stop talking, its making it hard for me to stitch your face up.”
“Don’t worry it doesn’t hurt-ow!”
“There, Zimmboni, you’re lucky that you don’t have a concussion you only needed two stitches.”
“Good, let me back on the ice.”
Except Jack forgot that 1) they had given him some pain killers that reacts with his anxiety meds and makes him kind of loopy so even if the situation allowed it he’d have to wait until the last period to actually get on the ice and 2) the situation didnt allow for anyone to be on the ice because the glass is being fixed because SOMEONE HULK SMASHED INTO IT
He almost fucking sprints into the rink. The score hasn’t changed, mostly because the part of the rink with the broken glass was still being fixed. The blonde boy was still sitting there, and jack feels himself getting one (getting gone is a phrase i just made up it’s a thing now you get gone on someone). Fucking skates up there despite everyone going “Jack no stop” and tries to wink at the cute blond (it fails, one eyelid immediately follows the other eyelid)
“Hi I’m Jack Zimmermann.”
Bitty doesn’t know whether to laugh or to scream so he just laughs. “I know.”
“Nice game we have here tonight, eh?” at which point he’s being led away from the warmest sunniest looking boy he’s ever seen by Guy again. it’s like one of those youtube videos where the father leads his tiny toddler across the ice, except the toddler is a 6′1′’ giant and is trying to wink. “Guy i don’t know his name, and i have a hockey game to finish stop dragging me away from the ice.”
and then after the game jack goes and finds bitty before even getting out of his skates and almost slips before beginning to chat up bitty who’s all like ??? why me ??? and then bitty is like “ok ok what’s your number” and jack is so whipped and still a little loopy that he fuckign says the number on his jersey and they says what’s yours and bitty just mutters “at least you’re cute” while scrawling his number on a piece of paper for jack to take and jack has never been happier with a hockey injury
ibelieveinthelittletreetopper:
“Which author would you want to bring into 2015″ is such a hard question to answer I mean you could watch Arthur Conan Doyle despair over everything Sherlock Holmes within the last century or you could present Douglas Adams with an iPad
I would quite like to unleash Dickens on the Tories.
imagine William Shakespeare in the age of social media. 24/7 supreme dick jokes and the world celebrates.
Victor Hugo vs Twitter’s 140 character limit
Okay but Oscar Wilde on Instagram
Give Asimov an actual real robot
Show Lovecraft a mixed-race president and watch him shit himself in fear and anger
Poor George Orwell. “I wasn’t writing a fucking instruction manual.”
I would like Jesus to clear up a few things
@thealmostsanevegan and i made our university spend its hard-extorted money shipping a george of the jungle dvd to our library from michigan so we could watch it on our dorm room floor and drool 10/10 would recommend
im so confused what does this mean
it means gop teens is an amazing satire
WE ASKED AND WE SHALL RECIEVE.
Watch: This awesome restaurant in Staten Island had the idea to employ grandmothers from all over the world to make its food
There’s nothing better than your grandma’s cooking…except maybe a bunch of grandmas’ cooking all in one restaurant. That’s exactly what Enoteca Maria in Staten Island, New York is offering.
Gifs: Gothamist
Holy Shit! Different dishes cooked by Nana’s from around the World? I would eat here every, damn, DAY.
My grandmother went to dinner here, and they offered her a job.
This makes me so happy to know it exists that I’m seriously tearing up.
Nana power!
