Look at these gigglepusses. 

"Antiques."

"Like us, Harold?"

"I suppose they are a bit like us. Living underground, resisting the new age that’s trying to make us irrelevant. And like us, they still work."

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Am I the only one that for a moment, there, thought Reese was actually going to kiss Finch?

He so totally was. No way that wasn’t going through his mind. He had the heart eyes going.

idrilearfalas:

Am I the only one that for a moment, there, thought Reese was actually going to kiss Finch?

He so totally was. No way that wasn’t going through his mind. He had the heart eyes going.

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I believe the only reason people would interrupt Harold and John at the most crucial moments is because if they don’t, they’d actually do some stupidly romantic shit

1. infamous Dead Reckoning rooftop scene where Careless Whisper would’ve fit perfectly as the bgm they had taken a huge breath of relief for defusing the bomb and probably would’ve kissed if Snow hadn’t blown himself up

2. warehouse scene in God Mode where John very sexually (yes it was really sexual) said “you hid a virus within a virus” and was .001 seconds from closing the gap between them when Control’s people came in

3. the ending scene from God Mode when they were standing on the steps ~gazing into each others eyes (TM interrupted with a call)

4. Fusco going “forget the shmoopy time, we’ve got to move” in Aletheia because we all know Harold would’ve ran up to hug John dignity be damned

5. anD THEN THIS WEEK— after what seemed like ages, Harold’s fucking smiling while talking about them being antiques that still work and John’s face just lights up with each continuing sentence and you know he would’ve planted a wet one on Harold had Shaw not walked in

I’m sure there are more scenes like these but those were the most obvious ones I could think of (if there’s others please tell me so I can add them to the list!!)

subtext oh subtext you heartless asshole

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In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.

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Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

It’d probably be Jared, because he always goes that bit too far.  And probably there would be at least a couple of minutes where Peter was sure he was just joking and it was all part of making the jury feel it, and he’d be like ‘nobody worry, my partner thinks this is funny because he knows I don’t like blood, but that is ketchup, look at it, it’s nearly surely… paint or… something… Jared..?’

Oh. So tragic. And then nothing and no one in the court room matters and everything is just him and Jared and his hands over Jared’s stomach trying to hold the blood in and keeping him talking and maybe Peter’s crying and Jared reaches up to wipe a tear away but gets blood on him face instead and he’s all ‘sorry I…’ and he kind of fades off and then Peter’s having to be pulled away because the medics get there.

But then maybe Jared doesn’t die die, just comes close, and they still win the case.

Jared doesn’t die die, but he’s in the hospital for the longest time and at first Peter can’t go visit him because he almost died and it’s too much. But then after Jared being unconscious for a week (he won’t accept coma) he goes and kind of moves in and holds Jared’s hand and strokes his head and leaves his hair in messy greasy spikes. And he lets himself go, hardly eats, just sits and talks to Jared and holds his hand and it gets to the point where they’re going to turn the machine off and he can’t let them do it, can’t bear to be without Jared.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Oh god this is very perfect all of it.  And eventually Peter sort of knows it’s time, because Jared would hate being alive like this and he doesn’t have a living will but that’s because it’s a terrible lawyer and doesn’t have any kind of will, but Peter knows what he’d really want.  So Peter just holds Jared’s hand and doesn’t look while everyone comes in, he’s just ignoring everything and whispering quietly to Jared, telling him how it’s going to work, how he just has to breathe and not leave him, and that it’s going to be alright.   And he doesn’t look at anything except Jared’s hand in his, but he hears the beeping when they disconnect him, and he doesn’t even react, just keeps holding Jared’s hand and whispering to him about how it’s going to be okay. 

And they pull the tube out and the damn machine’ still making a noise and he won’t hear anything ever again. He doesn’t look, he can’t, he holds onto Jared’s hand too tight and waits for Jared to squeeze back, waits for the cough and the noisy breath in that always follows when they do this on TV. Except neither come. But he still waits, Jared’s never on time when he needs to be. He waits, doesn’t move when they try to pull him away, doesn’t react when there’s a hand on his shoulder and a soft word in his ear. He just waits and holds on.

*sobbing forever* 

Is this when Jared becomes a teen angel?

Peter thinks he’s maybe going a little bit crazy the first time he sees Jared in the mirror. He’s just done shaving, it’s been a month, his grief beard had even Stanton casting a disapproving eye, and it’s taken nearly half an hour to first trim and then shave that last month away. He wipes the steam from the mirror to get a better look and that’s when he sees Jared.

He jumps and screams and then tries to shove his entire fist in his mouth to shut himself up.

"Jared?"

Mirror Jared doesn’t answer, just smiles and nods and disappears with the rest of Peter’s sanity.

It keeps happening. He keeps seeing Jared. Just a flash out of the corner of his eye. When he passes a mirror. When he’s walking down the street and catches their reflection in a store window. Like Jared’s just next to him sometimes. He tries not to think about it too much, because he knows what seeing your dead best friend probably means, and he definitely doesn’t tell anyone about it, because he knows that at best there’s going to be smothering concern and at worst there’s going to be an indefinite psych hold, but he does take a small shred of comfort in it, even if it is just him loosing it.

And then he’s crying in bed one night because that’s something that happens a lot, and Jared sits down on the bed next to him and takes his hand.  And Peter doesn’t open his eyes in case it breaks the spell, but he stops crying and when he squeezes Jared’s hand, Jared squeezes back, and he whispers that he’s missed him, and he hears Jared shushing him, telling him it’s fine now, and he falls asleep like that. 

In the morning Jared’s still there, sitting on the bed next to him, reading a magazine, and Peter closes his eyes, but when he opens them Jared’s still there just looking at him like he’s an idiot.  So then they have one of those conversations with their eyes, where Peter’s like ‘you’re probably not real’ and Jared’s like ‘yeah no I am’, and Peter’s all ‘I’m going crazy’ and Jared’s ‘nope, I’m all angelic and shit’ and Peter’s freaking out and Jared’s all ‘it’s fine, you’re fine, just breathe’.

Peter still jumps, turns a sickly pale colour when he sees Jared. Like he can’t quite get over that he’s seeing dead people. Dead people. Well okay, dead Jared, but still, DEAD.

And Jared of course, being dead and only visible to Peter, starts taking full advantage. He doesn’t sleep and Peter does, so there’s time to kill, and plans to make.

He starts off small, moves stuff when Dan’s not looking, hides socks, so no-one has a matching pair, flicks Damien’s ear in the middle of a summation.

And Peter’s left flailing at an invisible Jared like an idiot. And probably looking at some sort of intervention, if the way everybody’s looking at him has anything to go by.

Stanton catches him talking to Jared one late night at the office, going over strategy for a case they’re working on. (and playing catch with him but because Jared’s standing against the wall it just looks like Peter’s bouncing the ball back to himself) And Stanton looks worried and a little sad, but Peter assures him that he’s just talking, out loud, because he’s used to working with someone, and that’s not anything to worry about. And Stanton sighs and tells him a rambling story about an ex girlfriend that he lost and how sometimes he could still smell her perfume and hear her voice if he wasn’t really listening and pats Peter on the shoulder in a comforting way.

'You know,' Stanton says as he's almost out the door. 'If you're looking for a partner there's always Damien…' and both Peter and Jared spit out 'no' a little too fast. Peter tries to smooth the slightly hurt look off of Stanton's face, but it's hard to explain. 'It's not that Damien isn't… he's okay… we…I… Damien's fine… but it's just…' Stanton nods understandingly. 'Karp and Bash doesn't have the same ring to it.'

After that Peter’s more careful about when he talks to Jared.

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In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.

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Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

It’d probably be Jared, because he always goes that bit too far.  And probably there would be at least a couple of minutes where Peter was sure he was just joking and it was all part of making the jury feel it, and he’d be like ‘nobody worry, my partner thinks this is funny because he knows I don’t like blood, but that is ketchup, look at it, it’s nearly surely… paint or… something… Jared..?’

Oh. So tragic. And then nothing and no one in the court room matters and everything is just him and Jared and his hands over Jared’s stomach trying to hold the blood in and keeping him talking and maybe Peter’s crying and Jared reaches up to wipe a tear away but gets blood on him face instead and he’s all ‘sorry I…’ and he kind of fades off and then Peter’s having to be pulled away because the medics get there.

But then maybe Jared doesn’t die die, just comes close, and they still win the case.

Jared doesn’t die die, but he’s in the hospital for the longest time and at first Peter can’t go visit him because he almost died and it’s too much. But then after Jared being unconscious for a week (he won’t accept coma) he goes and kind of moves in and holds Jared’s hand and strokes his head and leaves his hair in messy greasy spikes. And he lets himself go, hardly eats, just sits and talks to Jared and holds his hand and it gets to the point where they’re going to turn the machine off and he can’t let them do it, can’t bear to be without Jared.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Oh god this is very perfect all of it.  And eventually Peter sort of knows it’s time, because Jared would hate being alive like this and he doesn’t have a living will but that’s because it’s a terrible lawyer and doesn’t have any kind of will, but Peter knows what he’d really want.  So Peter just holds Jared’s hand and doesn’t look while everyone comes in, he’s just ignoring everything and whispering quietly to Jared, telling him how it’s going to work, how he just has to breathe and not leave him, and that it’s going to be alright.   And he doesn’t look at anything except Jared’s hand in his, but he hears the beeping when they disconnect him, and he doesn’t even react, just keeps holding Jared’s hand and whispering to him about how it’s going to be okay. 

And they pull the tube out and the damn machine’ still making a noise and he won’t hear anything ever again. He doesn’t look, he can’t, he holds onto Jared’s hand too tight and waits for Jared to squeeze back, waits for the cough and the noisy breath in that always follows when they do this on TV. Except neither come. But he still waits, Jared’s never on time when he needs to be. He waits, doesn’t move when they try to pull him away, doesn’t react when there’s a hand on his shoulder and a soft word in his ear. He just waits and holds on.

*sobbing forever* 

Is this when Jared becomes a teen angel?

Peter thinks he’s maybe going a little bit crazy the first time he sees Jared in the mirror. He’s just done shaving, it’s been a month, his grief beard had even Stanton casting a disapproving eye, and it’s taken nearly half an hour to first trim and then shave that last month away. He wipes the steam from the mirror to get a better look and that’s when he sees Jared.

He jumps and screams and then tries to shove his entire fist in his mouth to shut himself up.

"Jared?"

Mirror Jared doesn’t answer, just smiles and nods and disappears with the rest of Peter’s sanity.

It keeps happening. He keeps seeing Jared. Just a flash out of the corner of his eye. When he passes a mirror. When he’s walking down the street and catches their reflection in a store window. Like Jared’s just next to him sometimes. He tries not to think about it too much, because he knows what seeing your dead best friend probably means, and he definitely doesn’t tell anyone about it, because he knows that at best there’s going to be smothering concern and at worst there’s going to be an indefinite psych hold, but he does take a small shred of comfort in it, even if it is just him loosing it.

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did-you-kno:

In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.

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Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

It’d probably be Jared, because he always goes that bit too far.  And probably there would be at least a couple of minutes where Peter was sure he was just joking and it was all part of making the jury feel it, and he’d be like ‘nobody worry, my partner thinks this is funny because he knows I don’t like blood, but that is ketchup, look at it, it’s nearly surely… paint or… something… Jared..?’

Oh. So tragic. And then nothing and no one in the court room matters and everything is just him and Jared and his hands over Jared’s stomach trying to hold the blood in and keeping him talking and maybe Peter’s crying and Jared reaches up to wipe a tear away but gets blood on him face instead and he’s all ‘sorry I…’ and he kind of fades off and then Peter’s having to be pulled away because the medics get there.

But then maybe Jared doesn’t die die, just comes close, and they still win the case.

Jared doesn’t die die, but he’s in the hospital for the longest time and at first Peter can’t go visit him because he almost died and it’s too much. But then after Jared being unconscious for a week (he won’t accept coma) he goes and kind of moves in and holds Jared’s hand and strokes his head and leaves his hair in messy greasy spikes. And he lets himself go, hardly eats, just sits and talks to Jared and holds his hand and it gets to the point where they’re going to turn the machine off and he can’t let them do it, can’t bear to be without Jared.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Oh god this is very perfect all of it.  And eventually Peter sort of knows it’s time, because Jared would hate being alive like this and he doesn’t have a living will but that’s because it’s a terrible lawyer and doesn’t have any kind of will, but Peter knows what he’d really want.  So Peter just holds Jared’s hand and doesn’t look while everyone comes in, he’s just ignoring everything and whispering quietly to Jared, telling him how it’s going to work, how he just has to breathe and not leave him, and that it’s going to be alright.   And he doesn’t look at anything except Jared’s hand in his, but he hears the beeping when they disconnect him, and he doesn’t even react, just keeps holding Jared’s hand and whispering to him about how it’s going to be okay. 

And they pull the tube out and the damn machine’ still making a noise and he won’t hear anything ever again. He doesn’t look, he can’t, he holds onto Jared’s hand too tight and waits for Jared to squeeze back, waits for the cough and the noisy breath in that always follows when they do this on TV. Except neither come. But he still waits, Jared’s never on time when he needs to be. He waits, doesn’t move when they try to pull him away, doesn’t react when there’s a hand on his shoulder and a soft word in his ear. He just waits and holds on.

*sobbing forever* 

Is this when Jared becomes a teen angel?

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did-you-kno:

In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.
Source

Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

It’d probably be Jared, because he always goes that bit too far.  And probably there would be at least a couple of minutes where Peter was sure he was just joking and it was all part of making the jury feel it, and he’d be like ‘nobody worry, my partner thinks this is funny because he knows I don’t like blood, but that is ketchup, look at it, it’s nearly surely… paint or… something… Jared..?’

Oh. So tragic. And then nothing and no one in the court room matters and everything is just him and Jared and his hands over Jared’s stomach trying to hold the blood in and keeping him talking and maybe Peter’s crying and Jared reaches up to wipe a tear away but gets blood on him face instead and he’s all ‘sorry I…’ and he kind of fades off and then Peter’s having to be pulled away because the medics get there.
But then maybe Jared doesn’t die die, just comes close, and they still win the case.

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did-you-kno:

In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.

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Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

It’d probably be Jared, because he always goes that bit too far.  And probably there would be at least a couple of minutes where Peter was sure he was just joking and it was all part of making the jury feel it, and he’d be like ‘nobody worry, my partner thinks this is funny because he knows I don’t like blood, but that is ketchup, look at it, it’s nearly surely… paint or… something… Jared..?’

Oh. So tragic. And then nothing and no one in the court room matters and everything is just him and Jared and his hands over Jared’s stomach trying to hold the blood in and keeping him talking and maybe Peter’s crying and Jared reaches up to wipe a tear away but gets blood on him face instead and he’s all ‘sorry I…’ and he kind of fades off and then Peter’s having to be pulled away because the medics get there.

But then maybe Jared doesn’t die die, just comes close, and they still win the case.

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Josie & The Pussycats (2001)

As part of the manufactured boy band Du Jour, Breckin is only in the first 10 minutes of this film, but they may be the finest 10 minutes in cinematic history…!

And thank you for the earworm

JFC

Backdoor Lover started in my head as soon as I saw the first pic. 

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In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.
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Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

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did-you-kno:

In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.

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Is it bad that I want to tag this Franklin and Bash?

NO TOO TRAGIC.  But beautiful.  but oh.

It’d probably be Jared, because he’d still be guilty over Colleen, so that’d be a factor, even unconsciously. And as Peter held him as he bled out over the courtroom floor he’d be like ‘It was my turn, Peter. You took the bean bag to the face.’ 

I watched csi for MPG and at the end of the ep when they were doing the walk I legit forgot for a hot second that there aren’t actually two people who look just like MPG. I was like, damn, MPG’s twin looks really good, and straight after thinking that I was like so glad that no one was in the room and able to hear my redic thoughts.

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Ichabod: I go in and retrieve Katrina.

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In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.
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In 1871, a defense attorney accidentally shot himself in the stomach while reenacting a barroom brawl in order to prove the innocence of his client. While demonstrating how the victim was shot by his own pistol, the gun went off and the attorney suffered the same fate. He died from his bullet wound, but he still won the case.

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You can call me Z. Or Danny. I'm currently a 29 year old, non-binary (they/them/their, please), polyamorous, panaffectionate, aromantic, asexual, white, atheist, socialist, starving artist who dabbles in writing and acting. I like squirrels and thunderstorms and theoretical physics. I am of a fannish nature, rambling through many different types of shows and movies.

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