#monstage

[muttley-do-something]

(for real tho this is so fucking rad 100/10)

[khruschevshoe]

There's something about how the costuming of Amy Pond (always in miniskirts/heeled boots even when the circumstances actively call against it, never getting to wear period wear except for once in Vampires of Venice for a one-scene disguise before immediately moving into a nightgown and once in a cutaway honeymoon monstage) is directly linked to the more sexist aspects of her storyline writing and that tie is most likely the interviews with Steven Moffatt where he admits to wanting to make Doctor Who "sexier." In this essay I will-

[horsebf]

house could've been so powerful if they didn't go the early 2000s folk route for their licensed songs like don't be shy put more trip-hop in your doctor show; the two genres are already prevalent in medical based video games. the original teardrop or even a redone acapella cover with fraser would've put more emotion in the 4.16 monstage in this essay i will-

[molelorde]

Hunger Cries

[rosetyler42]

@thenightling Funny, I don't remember that monstage. May need to watch it again.

I mean, I always figured she was from this pic and Neil himself being jewish, but I thought it was just promo stuff and not actually in the movie.

Happy Hanukkah!

[walter-mckey]

Michael and Luke during She’s Kinda Hot | Buenos Aires, Argentina (September 10, 2017)

[awholelot-ofsomething]

It’s been a few days and I’m STILL not over that one shot of Sam doing push ups shirtless

[dandelionsfield]

[whoreforharlow]

I expected monstager behavior from Neelam, but CHRIS??? That alone was a plot twist 😂

I honestly never thought about y/n needing to sign an NDA. I though they got married and popped out babies without it 😅

Churchill Downs:

Series link!

You tossed and turned in bed, frantically searching for your phone that was currently ringing at full volume. You grabbed it and quickly answered it, “ummm hello?” It was evident that you were half asleep.

“Shit, the time difference. Sweetheart, I’m so sorry” his Kentucky accent coming off strong.

“It’s okay baby, I’ve missed you” you yawned as you sat up in bed. You reached to turn your bedside lamp on, trying to wake yourself to have a conversation.

Jack had been here, there, and everywhere but in Atlanta since shortly after SNL. You missed him a lot but did your best to reassure him that you understood his absence.

“Can you switch to FaceTime? I miss your face.”

“I look crazy right now, tomorrow?” You pleaded.

“Baby, please?” He begged and you both knew it would work. “I’m sure you look beautiful.”

“Ugh, you’re bad” you giggled as you looked at yourself in the reflection of your phone. “Fine, switch to FaceTime.” You grabbed your headphones off the bedside table.

You hid for the first few seconds, making him laugh. His laugh always gave you a sense of happiness, you thought it was cute which was ironic because that was one of the first things he complimented you on when you met.

He had his glasses on, he was shirtless in bed and you assumed he probably didn’t have any sweatpants on either. His shoulders were decorated with freckles, his curls were messy and he was noticeably exhausted but you still found him handsome as ever.

You whistled at him which made him laugh again. “Me? You’re the sexy one. Look at you.” He grinned and you shook your head and giggled.

“I love when you wear your glasses” you gushed and he couldn’t help but blush a little bit.

“Thank you, baby. How was your day?” He asked as he readjusted in bed.

You rambled about the mediocrities of your day and he explained to you all of the things he had been doing. It wasn’t long before he took his glasses off and started to rub his eyes.

“Go to sleep, I know you’re tired” you spoke softly so he was aware you weren’t upset about it.

“Can we sleep on FaceTime?” He pouted. “It’s been two weeks and I miss you” he continued and you agreed.

“Next weekend is Derby weekend and I’ll be right by your side” you reminded him and he smiled ear to ear.

“I can’t believe you’re going to wear one of those big ass hats” He laughed and you did too.

“Only for you” you laughed and he couldn’t stop laughing at the thought of it. “Go to sleep Harlow” you teased as you turned your light off, your face still illuminated by your phone.

“Goodnight sweetheart” he hummed, before immediately falling asleep. You always wondered how he did that so fast.

You had just started to fall asleep when you heard sounds coming from the other end of the phone, it was Jack, he had a nightmare and was rudely awoken by it.

“Jack? Are you okay?” You whispered and he sighed in response. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he shuffled around in bed.

“Wanna talk about it?” You replied and he shook his head, he usually never did but it didn’t hurt to ask. You assumed he’d open up when he was ready.

When Derby weekend came you and Layla flew to Kentucky, meeting Jack and Urban at the airport.

The two of you embraced openly while Urban and Layla shared awkward flirty giggles.

Jack had rented out a house on Airbnb for the weekend so that you four could have your privacy instead of staying in a hotel. He and Urban had already been there all morning and it showed.

You and Layla exchanged looks at the mess on the countertops, Jack didn’t notice but Urban did.

“That’s all Jack, by the way, he’s messy” he whispered earning a laugh from both you and Layla.

“What’re you whispering about?” Jack's brows furrowed.

“Urbans a liar and said you’re the messy one” Layla smirked poking at Urban's side and Jack gasped dramatically. He then grabbed your hand showing you to your shared bedroom, “wanna see my derby fit?”

You shut the door behind you, leaving Urban and Layla in the living room. Both you and Jack immediately kiss one another. The two of you eventually made it onto the bed and continued to kiss more intensely now.

“Jack, we can’t” You knew his parents and Clay would be coming over for dinner soon. He pulled back, momentarily making eye contact with you and smiling.

“What?” You felt your face grow warm.

“Nothing” He smiled as he helped you off the bed and over to the closet to show you his outfit.

“Wait, the shoes!” You pointed to his shoes that were on the ground.

“Are they too extra?” He laughed, not able to read your reaction.

“Baby those are sexy! You’re going to look so damn handsome” You hyped him up as he held up the jacket and did a little dance with it.

“I’ve missed you a lot” he confessed and you rushed to agree with him.

“I missed you too.”

“Oh! Before I forget, Metta got you and Layla the hats!” He brought out two hats from the closet.

“That lilac one has got to be mine” You extended your hands and he handed it to you.

“That’s the one I thought you’d pick” he laughed.

Suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door and it was Clay. He hugged you and teased you about the hats, knowing it was out of your comfort zone.

“I can’t believe it’s a thing but I’ll do it for him” You laughed and Jack did too.

Eventually, the seven of you, including Jack's parents ate dinner together and made conversation. You loved seeing how he interacted with his family, and how inviting they were with both you and your best friend.

Jack had got a call from Chris and excused himself from the table, when he came back to tell his parents goodnight you noticed he seemed different.

“Everything okay?” You whispered and he nodded but you could tell something was bothering him.

Both Layla and Urban felt it too and eventually excused themselves and went to bed. Layla mouthed to you that she loved you before going to her own room.

“Did your manager say something that upset you bub?” You asked as the two of you went to your shared bedroom.

He was silent for a moment, sitting on the bed. You started to grow more and more concerned.

“Is it me? Did I do something?”

His face finally softened, and he walked over to you and held you against his chest. “It’s nothing like that, I promise.”

“Talk to me, you know I’m here” You looked up at him.

“It’s just work stuff, I’ll be fine. I just want to be here with you.”

The two of you crawled into bed, watching a show and talking until you eventually fell asleep, he however had more difficulty. After his conversation with Chris, he was worried he was going to lose you.

The next morning Jack was more quiet than usual. Even with the chatter of everyone getting ready to head to the Churchill Downs racetrack. He just seemed bothered by something but he assured you he was fine.

Layla asked Urban about it but he truly hadn’t noticed a change.

The four of you took some photos together before your ride showed, it was a limo packed with all of Jack's friends and family which you had met previously. Neelam sat beside you and the two of you talked about what to expect at the Derby. You noticed Jack and Chris whispering to one another, Jack's brow was furrowed and he was annoyed by something but you tried not to eavesdrop.

Jack and his team rented out a suite, giving you all a private area to stand around in and watch the races.

Jack and Urban were off speaking to Nemo when Chris approached you both.

“Hey Y/N can I speak with you and Layla for a moment?” He had a folder in his hands and the two of you side-eyed one another slightly before agreeing. Neelam saw Chris approach you both and quickly followed up beside him.

“He said not yet” Neelam whispered through gritted teeth. She turned to make sure Jack was still distracted.

“It has to be done” Chris responded sternly earning a grunt from Neelam.

Chris set down a packet in front of both you and Layla, he explained to you both what a non-disclosure agreement was, and explained what he expected from both of you when it came to Jack and the privacy that came with being in his presence. For the most part, both of you had already had an experience of some sort with an NDA agreement before.

Layla had taken singing gigs that required one and the advertising company you worked for had taken on clients that required them as well.

Urban noticed it first, signaling to Jack to look over in your direction. Jack was instantaneously upset, he had expressed his concern to Chris last night and today about you signing an NDA.

Both you and Layla signed, handing Chris the packet just as both boys walked back over to you.

“Chris-“ Jack pleaded and he reminded Jack of his role as a manager, explaining he was only there to protect his best interest. Neelam silently agreed as she too walked away.

Urban and Layla left the two of you alone to talk.

Jack sat beside you on the couch, you noticed his hands were shaky and he was clearly upset about the situation.

“Is this what the call was about last night?”

“Yeah,” he swallowed.

“You could’ve just told me.”

He looked over at you, and for the first time, he was ready to be vulnerable. “ I was afraid I would lose you, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.”

“I’m not going anywhere Jack” You scooted closer to him.

“ I just feel like an NDA changes the dynamic of things” he sighed, explaining that the two of you would have to be remain being incredibly discreet.

“ I expected this when we started dating” you admitted. “ I’m not just saying that to make you feel better, but I truly don’t care. I just want to be with you.”

Jack leaned in to kiss you, you could feel the wave of relief come off of him.

Meanwhile Layla and Urban were having their own side conversation about the entire thing, as they leaned over the suites edge to get a look at the crowd of people below them.

“Sorry I didn’t warn you, I wasn’t sure if they were going to make you sign one or not” Urban sighed.

“It’s not a big deal to me” Layla smiled.

“Jack knew it was coming eventually, and if I’m being honest, they wanted to bring it up during our birthday party, but he begged them not to” Urban admitted.

“What was he so worried for?”

“He thought she wouldn’t sign it.” Urban admitted.

“Why?”

Urban shrugged.

“She obviously loves him, it was a no-brainer” Layla chuckled.

“She loves him?” Urban asked wide-eyed.

“Please, don’t tell him, I don’t think she’s ready to admit it.”

Urban just smiled, “For what it’s worth, I’m pretty sure he loves her too.”

[muttley-do-something]

anything x absol = insanely rad looking sphinx

[honeymines]

Funky...funky monsters........

[mittensmorgul]

lol a whole-ass musical monstage... dean’s still picking the music

and he picks Age of Aquarius :’D

[niallermybabe]

YAYYY

SO NOW IL “MITT” IS KINDA LIKE MID THAT’S WHY IT’S MITTAG AND MITTWOCH BC “WOCH” IS WEEK AND “STAG” IS DAY THATS WHY IST MONSTAG AND DIENSTAG

[wigglebox]

for reminding:

only one cast member has been interacting with fandom on all this and it’s the one that’s always been vocal on social media about everything and someone we’ve also seen be very emotional since the finale (looking at the panel) and who fandom is geared toward trusting and whose story keeps changing. Another cast member has barely mentioned the finale (Jared at panel), and then the THIRD has made ONE post and only used the spnfamilyforever hashtag and has been silent, and his wife has been silent, ever since last Thursday. 

while statistically, translators can fuck up, we have heard from hispanic translators that it’s unlikely this happened and to risk one’s career for what? one line? to drastically later a scene? listen, I absolutely love thinking we have that kind of power, but unless someone comes forward and says that happens... also they had the original episode title (The Truth). ‘Rouge Translator’ is a myth. 

the people who need to make statements aren’t making them

whoever compares you to ‘qanon conspiracies’ are wrong and you should just walk away from those folk if you don’t have the spoons to engage. there’s nothing qanon about this. qanon conspiracies are baseless, and everything we have thought of so far, while yes most are theories, are us working off of clues and past behavior we have seen before. they aren’t baseless conspiracy theories. you’re not crazy. you’re also not crazy in not liking the finale. the entire season did not lead here. the entire SHOW did not lead here. 

fact remains that jensen said himself shit got cut from 1518 on his end

fact also remains that misha said himself cas had a different ending or it was just supposed to end differently. 

fact also also remains that ADR happened and we just don’t know exactly where in 1518 or for what purpose. 

1518 did get changed from The Truth to Despair

11 shots are missing from 1520

there are more facts but it’s 4 a.m. and I just woke up–point is, people will try to gaslight you, some intentionally some not. don’t feel bad in thinking something, somewhere went wrong. because it did. be it the finale when dabb began penning it with studio directives or on his own, be it the finale ripped to shreads, be it shots missing, slightly shorter episode (shorter still if you took out monstages), the absolute silence regarding the finale, about everything—

you’re not crazy. you’re not a conspiracy theorist. you’re someone who wants answers and until we hear them from the people we need to hear them from, this is just exhausting

[acebytaemin]

there has GOT to be a monsta x song that has the same bpm as sexy bitch and there has GOT to be a thotty wonho fancam to make for a nice montage.. monstage if you will..

[walter-mckey]

Luke putting a hat on Michael | Santiago, Chile (September 8, 2017)