AU: your camera roll but you’re married to Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw (headcanons)
You know what I love? When the team are experiencing/have experienced something pretty damn traumatic and Jack is there to comfort them with a reassuring touch to show that he’s there and it’s gonna be okay
I could go on and say so much about this, but if I had to make a guess about the main reason why Jack’s so tactile and loves to show his compassion through physical contact and holding people, it might possibly, just possibly be because if he ever let go…
Totally forgot to post about this when I got it but OH MY GODDDDDD!! I LOVE ITTTTTT!
Also, look at James. Look at this man. I can’t even. I’m in love.
the facts that there's still not a reunion fic on isildur and elendil is making me mad af
pairing: fedyor/ivan word count: 500+ a/n: hi, i’m back, this time with a little drabble about fedyor and ivan saying goodbye right before fedyor goes to find nina and ivan goes with the darkling to find alina. also known as ‘foreshadowing: the drabble’ hope you enjoy!
Fedyor leaves the Darkling’s office with an uneasy feeling in his stomach. Sure, they have been split up before, gone on separate missions countless times, but this feels different. There’s a Sun Summoner now, which makes the stakes feel like a billion times higher than they used to be. There’s always been danger, but this time it feels almost tangible.
He follows the faint sound of Ivan’s heartbeat straight to the garden, where he finds Ivan staring out into the forest surrounding the Little Palace.
“What did he say?” Ivan asks, when Fedyor is withing speaking distance. His back is still toward Fedyor, and he can see the tension in Ivan’s shoulder. His hands are clasped behind his back, his knuckles unnaturally white. He’s clearly very tense, and Fedyor is pretty sure what he has to say isn’t going to make it any better.
“I’m going to the west coast, and then north. Arkesk, if we can make it,” he says, as he comes to a halt next to Ivan. And then, even though he’s pretty sure the other man already knows, “He wants you to stay here. Special mission.”
Ivan hums. “We’re tracking the Sun Summoner. Darkling thinks she’s headed north, for some reason.” He pauses for a second, and then. “You’ll have to travel through the fold.” He doesn’t sound worried, but Fedyor can hear the uptick in his heart, can see the worry lines in the corners of his eyes.
“I’ll be fine,” Fedyor says, trying to sound assuring, trying to hide the fact he himself is still absolutely terrified of the fold. “It won’t be my first crossing.”
“The fold doesn’t become safer the more you pass through it,” Ivan says, tension in his voice. “I can’t help thinking about what would happen if-“
“Hey,” Fedyor says, interrupting him. He turns towards his husband, placing a hand on his cheek. “I’ll be fine. If anything, I’m comforted by the fact you don’t have to travel through the fold. You’ve always had a penchant for trouble, after all. The less time you spend in that damned place, the better.” Ivan frowns at him, and Fedyor can’t help but run his thumb over the creases by his eyes. “I’ll be back before you know it. I promise.”
“Still don’t like it,” Ivan grumbles, but the tension is his shoulders seems to have eased a little bit.
“Well, maybe try focusing on things you do like,” Fedyor says, eyes sparkling. “Like me.”
Ivan sends him a deadpan look, but leans closer anyway. “You are ridiculous.”
“And?” Fedyor asks, running his thumb over Ivan’s cheek.
Ivan grumbles a little and then says, “And I love you very much.”
Fedyor grins, delighted. “I love you too,” he says, and then leans in to kiss his husband.
As far as goodbye kisses go, it’s pretty spectacular. When Fedyor does finally pull away, Ivan’s heartrate is way up and there’s a flush on his cheeks. “I’m going to miss you,” Fedyor says, earnestly.
Ivan nods, but that’s all Fedyor needs to know he’s going to miss him, too. “Stay safe.”
“Always,” he says, pressing one last kiss to Ivan’s lips.
He’s already halfway to the fold when he realizes he never told Ivan to stay safe back. Usually he always does, but it must’ve slipped his mind this time. He shrugs it off. Ivan’s only going on a trip north to retrieve the Sun Summoner. Really, what’s the worst that could happen?
full video of esteban congratulating fernando<3
My two only brain cells when Peter comes on screen :
drivers having no braincells in the latest grill the grid
★ ★ ★ ★ ★/5
Man, I forgot what a good story this is. The setting, magnificent, the pacing, amazing, the characters, deeply troubled but I love them. This book follows 7 theater majors (yes, I know, yikes) in their senior year at this highly exclusive arts school somewhere in northeastern united states. These 7 have been through thick and thin and are as close as siblings- if siblings murdered each other. The story starts off with Oliver getting out of prison after being locked up for 10 years. He was convicted of Richard's murder, his fellow classmate, but that's not all true. The author weaves such a story with these characters it's amazing. They are actors specialized in Shakespeare, so much so they don't really know who they are. This book is very queer coded between Oliver and James (who we later find out is the actual murderer) and their relationship is so dysfunctional it's easy to see why Oliver took the blame. This book is so dramatic it parallels the famous plays it mentions. I truly enjoy this book every time I reread it and definitely consider it one of my favorites.