Evan Buckley: youngest member of the 118, sometimes can be reckless Also Evan Buckley: thinks outside the box, likes to do research, incredibly intelligent
the transition from people needing each other to wanting each other is literally one of my greatest weaknesses that shit makes me want to walk into the sea and sit on the ocean floor for a thousand years
okay but what if it's exactly chris growing up that leads them to finally talk about the Will? because chris will want to be more independent and yeah eddie will have an existential crisis about it but buck will probably be worrying even more. because eddie is still his dad, but what's buck's role now? does he still have a place in chris' life? will they still need him, now that eddie is healing and is also trying to fix his relationship with his parents? is there still room for him? what if buck worries that the Will will eventually lose its meaning and its purpose because chris is growing up so fast and they'll no longer need him. what if they talk about it.
As they danced in that empty, dimly lit gym hall, with none to criticise or see ,they were free from the chains that held them down. They could dance and sing to the beats of their hearts, like the day in the ice rink or the woods.
He was like fire, filled with love and compassion, twirling around letting the air guide him, as his steps were full of life.
She was like water, following through an endless ocean fording her own path, destroying those that doubted her as her heart guided her, making her steps were light and sure.
And as they dipped and lifted each other up, it was like a swirling tornado of hot and cold air. As they twirled around each other, pulling each other close and pushing each other away. Like their hearts verses the world. Forcing each other apart as they desperately wished to pull each other close.
But as the song came to an end, and the heavens finally looked away they knew that it would never be the same even if they wished it to be. They needed each other, to dance, to believe, to be.
But now was not the time, not for them but for the world. So as they stepped apart they decided to let the stars die, before something tried to kill it. Cause they weren't ready for the task ahead, they weren't ready to make history. Not ready to write all the desperately needed to be written, to show all that needed to be known.
Cause they were just two people with stars in their hearts wishing to reunite, they were people with a thousands of stories of tragedy hidden on their skin and a fire in their eyes. They had no armour, no skin of steel, no hearts with barricades. They were just two people wishing to hold each other, two people with souls who have never had the time. Two souls that fell at the wrong time and in the same way.
And so in that empty, dimly lit gym they knew that the right time would never come, it would always be to late or to early. But they couldn't risk it. They no longer had army's guarding their hearts or armour guarding their skin they were human. And they were carrying exhausted souls through the same streets of tragedy, carrying they same love and pain.
So as they looked at each other, hearts heavy, souls tired and deeply in love they turned away. Each walking their own path waiting for a when the time was right. But they knew that the only chance would be to look back and run to each other.
However that would be the guilt and pain they would bear. Alone and healing, wishing for another dance.
But time goes on. Even in heart ships, they will heal, cause they've survived a lot more hardships trying and failing of course. One day though they may succeed. They might get that last dance.
– I thought I was alone.
– You’re not alone. Erik, you’re not alone.
X-Men: First Class (2011) dir. Matthew Vaughn
Whenever Netflix gets around to doing something with the rights to the Chronicles of Narnia, I want them to know one thing:
One that begins right after the Pevensies’ coronation, and ends when they accidentally stumble back through the wardrobe.
We want episodes about adjusting to the responsibility of being rulers.
We want episodes about Peter subconsciously using WWII tactics when fighting the Giants in Ettismoor to the north, and being horrified with himself when he realizes.
We want episodes about how the Pevensies earned their titles—the Magnificent, the Gentle, the Just, the Valiant.
We want episodes about Susan receiving her first offer of marriage from a suitor, and struggling with the idea of ever leaving her siblings—even for love.
We want episodes on how Archenland was rebuilt, and about the disappearance of Prince Cor.
We want episodes about Edmund having chronic nightmares for their first couple of years in Narnia and trying to hide it, struggling to learn to forgive himself as Aslan forgave him.
We want episodes about how the apple orchard came to be.
We want episodes about the wars with Calormen.
We want episodes about Lucy getting tired of being cooped up in Cair Paravel and deciding to go on an adventure of her own—only for Peter to comedically misread the situation and believe she’s been kidnapped.
We want special episodes about the Horse and His Boy from the Pevensies’ point of view, possibly even tying in with a Horse and His Boy movie.
We want episodes where, matched in a battle of wits with a neighboring princess, Edmund is too busy trying to verbally destroy her to realize that he’s fallen head-over-heels in love with her.
We want comedic episodes where Peter and Edmund test their sisters’ suitors.
We want episodes where it becomes painfully obvious that Lucy is Peter’s favorite sister.
We want episodes where, when a sudden sickness strikes the land, Susan abandons all caution to help nurse her people, and all learn why she is called the Gentle.
We want episodes where the Pevensies first come to the Lone Islands.
We want episodes where, when visiting a neighboring country, someone in court is abruptly murdered and Edmund plays detective for an entire arc.
We want episodes where Lucy saves Peter in just the nick of time with a force of archers during one of the battles with Calormen.
We want episodes about Narnia healing from its time under the White Witch.
We want episodes about how much their people loved them—and how distraught they were in the aftermath of their disappearance.
We want Golden Age Narnia.
It's about the posters. It's about pouring the two coffees into one cup. It's about the two bottles of champagne shared between the three of them. It's about comfort after an injury. It's about who you bring home. It's about who you let around your niece. It's about trying. It's about who you trust at your worst, with your worst. It's about growing and becoming better. It's about accountability. It's about learning you deserve to be better. It's about the people who will hold you. It's about love. It's about triangles being the strongest shape.
“andrew garfield’s peter would not get along with tom holland peter” babes come on I think we’re forgetting something here. tobey! peter would ALSO not get along with billionaire sponsored peter parker
if you don’t (re)watch spn you might not remember it but sam stammers constantly. he’s always stuttering at the start of words or repeating words before moving on in a sentence. and it increases the older he gets. now of course actorman is making choices but there are plenty of reasons why sam might actually have a stutter. he could have had one from childhood, sure, but another obvious explanation would be an induced stutter from head trauma. I don’t think anyone in his family would make fun of him for it – cas and jack would both understand how he developed it and that it’s not a bad thing, and dean himself is hard of hearing so he knows what it’s like to have developed a disability. eileen can’t even hear it. she certainly doesn’t care. I don’t think he would mind it much at all when it’s just him and his family and his friends, but I do think it would be harder just being out and about if he started to feel like he was losing control over it. while I don’t think that means that he’d sign in public all the time, I do think that if eileen noticed his jaw ticking like he can’t slow down she’d lift up her hands and dean would turn down his hearing aids and cas and jack would switch to one of their many languages and for a moment his tongue would rest and his fingers would do the talking