and by almost i mean she really had it up until the last few votes

Elizabeth Swann is easily one of the very top few fictional characters I consider a role model alright.

And if you think about it, she was more of a pirate than Will Turner like the movies led us to believe.

She was resourceful as all hell. Almost the exact same to Jack, but with some differences. While jack had the ability to see things 10 steps ahead and make fully thought out plans and be able to just watch everything fall into place, Elizabeth had the ability to adapt and evolve with new obstacles. She could maneuver situations in ways that almost no other character could. She even outplayed Jack fucking Sparrow. On more than one occasion if I might add.

She was well educated. And not like with maths and sciences and philosophy and shit like that. I mean educated in the way that she understood exactly how others thought and how they were most likely to act, and played them accordingly. She had educated herself on the pirates code well before even thinking of setting foot on a pirate vessel, and knew it well enough to save her neck or someone else more than once.

Now on to the more “pirate-like” shit.

She didn’t originally know sword fighting, but in the first movie she goes to grab a decorative sword off the wall in her manor (which doesn’t work, for comedies sake, but moving on) with the intention of fighting the pirates ransacking her home. Not run, like literally everyone else in the manor, but actually fight. Two men versus one untrained woman I might add. What a queen. But during the second movie we learn that Will taught her the art of sword fighting. And she very clearly was an excellent student, for throughout the next two movies we see her go toe-to-toe with several badass and notorious pirates, and easily hold her own. And if she didn’t have access to a sword, she made do and made a weapon out of whatever was near her at the time.

When her wedding got crashed and she and Will arrested, Will was told to find Jack in order to gain them both freedom again, and so he set off to do so. Elizabeth on the other hand, with some assistance, was able to escape prison, and then proceeded to hold the man who arrested them at gunpoint until he gave her signed and sealed papers containing the pardon they needed.

She also later figured out that the Kracken was really after jack, and knowing he wouldn’t give himself up for the good of the others, she kissed him long enough as a distraction at the last minute to handcuff him to the mast, effectively becoming the only person to be able to kill Jack Sparrow.

She also knew the power of carefully made lies and crafted deception. She knew being a woman could get her certain places and certain perks, so she made it work in her favor. She knew the same but with being a man, so she figured out how to also make that work in her favor. She was mistake for a feared sea goddess, and instead of denying it, she rolled with it knowing it would be to her benefit. Which it did, considering it then aided in her achieving the status as captain of a pirate ship later on, and in effect earning her a place as a Pirate Lord. And then was voted in as the Pirate King.

She used every piece of knowledge and tools accessible to her as intelligently as she could. She crafted lies and deceptions to work to the advantage of herself and/or her companions. And she never apologized for these actions or for being anyone but herself.

Will thought and planned more in reference to his heart or sometimes rash feelings. Elizabeth was an analyzer and thought and planned through both logic and impeccable gut feeling.

Elizabeth Swann was one of the best pirates in this whole series, and no one can tell me any different.

Stay Quiet

“Hey, Dean.” Castiel looked up from his paper and cup of coffee when Dean stumbled into the kitchen, still groggy from another late night working. “Can I get you some breakfast?”

Dean shook his head and went straight to the coffee pot. He poured himself a cup and doctored it to his liking before taking a seat next to Cas. He held the hot mug tightly in both hands, venturing a small sip before committing to a bigger one.

“You came in late.” Cas said. Dean didn’t acknowledge him at all, and Cas had to suppress a laugh. Fuckin’ ray of sunshine in the morning.

“Did you have a good time with Sam?”

Dean shrugged and drank more coffee.

“I’m going in for a meeting this morning, but I might be home early. Everyone’s coming for movie night tonight.”

That caught a smile at least. Castiel got up and put his dishes in the sink and then grabbed his bag by the door. Dean watched him the whole way and Cas came back to kiss him. “I love you. Text if you need anything?”

Dean nodded and laid his head on the table. Cas rubbed his back and leaned down to kiss him again, just behind the ear. “Maybe a nap?” he whispered and kissed him again before he had to go.

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“I don’t know why we even wasted the time on this case.” Castiel complained to Charlie as he tossed folders onto the looming stack on his desk. .

“At least they paid us for it?”

“But they essentially voted to continue alienating their customers. I don’t understand-” Castiel cut himself off and took a deep breath. “I want a better screening process. I don’t like putting my time into people who don’t actually care about their customers.”

“I know. I’ll look at the interview process and see what we can change.” Charlie said. She started out of Castiel’s office, but he spoke just as she started to close the door.

“You’re still coming tonight, right?”

Charlie popped her head back in. “Would I miss a Friday night movie?”

“Good. Dean is always happy to see you.”

Charlie nodded and cleared her throat. “So…. any progress? With Dean?”

Castiel turned his eyes back to his computer screen. This question. It was the one he hated the most and the one most frequently asked by everyone but Sam and Jess.

“He’s doing really well. He’s working with a gallery again, so he’s really happy about that.”

Charlie nodded, but didn’t push further. Cas knew she would evaluate for herself when she saw Dean that evening.

“Okay. He seems like he’s in a good place the last few times I’ve been over.”

Castiel nodded. “He is. You look at the interview stuff and I’ll close out this case, okay?”

“Sure thing.” She said, and closed the door behind her.

If someone had told Cas right after the incident that their lives would change and be better for it, he would have punched them right in the face. No shit, it changed. There was the surgery to remove the ruptured spleen and then another to put his arm back together and then physical therapy that kept him in the hospital for a few weeks. They were managing it all well, but when the doctors concluded that the loss of Dean’s speech was due to the psychological trauma and not physical injury, Cas hadn’t known what to do with that information. He knew vaguely that this had happened to Dean before, but not the details. In the meeting with the doctor and the therapist Sam and Bobby tried to reconstruct what they knew- Dean had gone three months without speaking after witnessing his mother’s death in a house fire, and almost six months after his father died in an accident that almost killed a teenage Dean and Sam as well. A nearly fatal mugging certainly fit the pattern of trauma induced selective mutism that Dean had adopted.

But now, five months in and all of his physical injuries healed, Dean and Cas had adopted a second language that only they spoke. When they were both home it was quiet. Dean no longer filled empty space with conversation, and Cas had never felt the need to in the first place. Instead they sat close and conversed through touch and an elaborate use of eye expressions. Before the incident Sam has called it eye fucking, but now it was conversation.

It was amazing how much they could say to each other now with just a look. Castiel already had three years of practice in reading Dean’s expressions, but now he was an expert. For the first few months he found himself always trying to find any hint of discomfort or stress in Dean’s face, but now he could read most everything if Dean didn’t close himself off during his depressive days.

Castiel opened files and sorted papers, consulting his computer a few times, but ultimately after several minutes had to admit to himself that he was just moving things around without actually accomplishing anything. It was okay to take a break, right? He stood and stretched, and almost on cue his phone buzzed with a text from Dean.

Going out tonight instead of movie

Everyone is already planning to come to our place.

They are coming with us. Dinner

Everyone?

Yes

Do I need to make a reservation?

Sam did

Okay. I will be home soon. Did you catch a nap?

I’m working

Cas sat back down in his chair. He needed to work too, but he just couldn’t think. After looking around at the stacks he’d made earlier, he made a deal with himself to leave as soon as he closed out the case.

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Before The Maze - Smut

Originally posted by space-ing-out

Author: @dumbass-stilinski and @writing-obrien
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Thomas/Reader
Words: 4,429
AN: Another collab from me and Chloe! If you like it and you want to see more let us know, we have an idea for a potential sequel. (Also this was my first Thomas fic like what was I waiting for?!)

PART TWO


“A-Two! Step Away from B-Fourteen! Perimeters A-Two.” A voice shouted loudly over the intercom, all eyes snapping up to us, smirks on a few of their faces and some giving a judging glare. My head dropped with a sigh and I stepped away, hands raised in the air and I looked up at the camera with a pointed look.

“Yeah, Tommy, perimeters from the girlies.” A British voice teased and I rolled my eyes.

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for: @shadowhuntersaumondays

theme: fake dating

Alec is walking towards his apartment, holding some grocery bags. He decided to go grocery shopping after a long day of work at the law office, it was almost 6pm and all he wants is take a nice shower, and sleep.

Just as Alec gets into his apartment building, he quickly goes to check if he has got any mail, like he always does, he usually gets basic advertisements and bills.

Just as Alec flips through his mail, he sees this really colourful one, it catches his attention so he grabs it and his eyes go wide; It’s a letter. From his high school. Alec opens it and reads it, his heart beating fast.

It reads:

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Hear no Bendy, See no Bendy

(So this started off as a short, dumb follow up to Beady Little Eyes, but then it got longer, and I mean waaaay longer.  So uh, yeah.  Fanfic inside @squigglydigglydoo ‘s Toon Henry AU.  I liked the idea of a gag not working out right and wanted to explore how that goes down.)

“Hello?  Is someone out there?”

The familiar voice caught Alice’s attention.  “Bendy?”

“Alice?! Oh boy, are you a sound for sore ears.”  The imp sounded more lighthearted than she’d heard him in a long time.  “Say, could ya be a pal and help me out here?  I think Henry put something in front of the door.  I need you to move it.”

“I suppose that’s one way of putting it.”  Alice replied as she stared at the several wooden boards than had been nailed over the door.  “This might require more than just moving.”

“Whaddaya mean?”

“You’re boarded in there.”

“Ooh.  Wait, what?!”

“Yep, there’s about half-a-dozen two-by-fours between you and freedom.”  Alice gave one an experimental tug; it didn’t budge.

“How did I not hear him puttin’ those up?”  Bendy sounded incredulous.

“I was about to ask the same thing.”  The angel put one hand on her hip and one on her chin.  “I’m gonna need a crowbar.”  She stopped and added with a smile, “Don’t go anywhere.”

“Oh, listen to the comedian over here,” the words had a tint of good-natured sarcasm.

“Well, one of us has to be funny.”

A genuine laugh came from the other side of the door.  “Alright, alright, credit where it’s due, that was good, sister.”

Hearing the little devil sound like his old self was plenty motivation.  “I’ll be back.” She was almost suspicious with how laid-back Bendy was acting, but with how he’d been recently, she wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

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Fresh Start - Part 13

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: Caitlin Snow, Cisco Ramon, Supergirl, Mick Rory, Jefferson, Stein, Sara Lance, Ray Palmer, Oliver Queen, Thea Queen,

Words: 1813

Warning: fight and swearing

Tags: @onceuponateenpanwolfian @moonlightbae14 @writingsofagirlintomanyfandoms @jade-cheshire3303  @dejewskoo @castellandiangelo @captainboomerangsunicorn   @catscanwritetoo @arianna280398 @mikkywinchester   @oliviagrace02 @fofo64004 @l4life  @philautia-love-of-self @x-andallyourlittlethings-x @alina-hp @gothesimplethingsinlife @kindfloweroflove @yohoyohoafandomlifeforme @blue-berry-barry-allen @staceyisweird @megasimpleplan4ever

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Notes: I’m so nervous about this part! Please, tell me what you think about it since I’ve been looking forward writing this for so long!

Originally posted by onlyscientist

MASTERLIST



When Barry paid that visit to Oliver, the vigilante just couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Aliens? Were they real? Apparently they were and they had always been according to Layla. Neither him or his team knew how to defeat them but they knew they had to try so they headed towards Central City immediately. At least he would get to see his little sister.

At the beginning he didn’t see too many chances of winning but once he saw the whole team together, including Supergirl, he really thought they could win this one.

“Okay Cisco, we should probably get started”, Oliver said once the presentations were done.

They all looked at the screen where Cisco projected a photo of one of the aliens. It was so weird looking at one of them and thinking they were actually on Earth. With a sigh, he looked at Barry.

“So these are the Dominators” Barry informed putting his hands on his hips. “We don’t know much about them…”

“Except that they’re really strong”, Kara cut off. “I heard a lot of stories about them when I was a kid. They came to my planet before I was born, they did experiments on a lot of people, killed a lot more…” she explained. Well, this wasn’t going to be easy.

“Well, they’re not the only ones with superhuman strength”, Thea interrupted. “I heard Barry saying that you’re more powerful than a locomotive”

“We should use Kara for training” Oliver said crossing his arms over his chest.

“Since when was Robin Hood calling the shots?” Mick, aka Heatwave, said. Oliver turned his head to look at him with an eyebrow raised.

“What I think Mick is trying to say is that it would be nice if we knew who was in charge”, Jefferson rephrased.

“I think we should take a vote, choose a leader, someone we can all trust” Ray proposed.

“Well I trust Oliver” Cisco said immediately. “He’s got my vote”

Oliver frowned a little and looked at Barry. It looked like something had happened between them and broke them apart which seemed impossible the last time they saw them.

“I appreciate that, Cisco”, The vigilante said after seeing Barry’s face. “But Barry put us all together, it should be him”

Barry looked at Oliver surprised as well but he was completely sure of what he said. Oliver trusted this guy, probably with his own life and he knew he would make a good work.


When Cisco and you walked into the nave it looked like a fight in there which kind of scared me since you didn’t expect it. There was people flying, some other on the floor. It was even a bit confusing.

“Barry!” Cisco exclaimed. “(Y/N)’s here”

You looked around for Barry, worried. Maybe Cisco had said he was okay but you had to see it for yourself. Finally, you spotted him a few feet away from you. He really did look okay. With a sigh of relief you started walking towards him but you stopped on your tracks as you saw a man in a green leather suit. You had seen that suit too many times on TV, on the news, on the internet. The Green Arrow was really there.

“(Y/N)?” Another voice said behind you. You turned around to find yourself face to face with your sister Thea wearing a red leather suit you also recognized. “What the fuck?” She mumbled.

“You…what are you doing here?” You asked not really knowing what else you could say.

Somehow you knew the answer but it was so unexpected and it made no sense at all so you just couldn’t wrap your head around it. But it was right in front of you. Your sister was Speedy, which meant…

You turned around to find Oliver’s pale face looking straight at you. Your brother was the Green Arrow, Star City’s vigilante.

“Oliver?” You mumbled not really knowing how to face this information.

“EVERYBODY STOP!” Oliver screamed.

Immediately, the fight stopped and everyone looked at you, not knowing what was going on. You and your brother stared at each other, not knowing what to do. A part of you wanted to go and hug him, but the other side felt betrayed, mad at him for keeping this secret from you for so many years.

“You’re kidding right?” You finally managed to say. “You’re him?” Oliver took a deep breath and nodded. “You’re the Green Arrow and you never told me?” Then you turned to Thea, feeling as mad at her as at Oliver. “And you…you kept this from me as well. All those nights I spent alone, wondering where you were, worried sick, thinking something happened to you. All those visits to the hospital were because of this and you never told me!”

“I…” Thea tried to talk but you didn’t let her.

“You what Thea!? You decided it was better to keep me in the dark!?” You almost screamed. “You thought lying to just one of your sisters was the best move!? Were you even planning on telling me, Oliver!?” You turned to your brother who was just looking down at his feet.

You were about to keep on screaming at them, even louder, when you spotted Barry once again. It hit you. You had never told him about your family, he didn’t know who your siblings were, and now he was seeing you yelling at these two people. You gulped and looked down taking a deep breath.

“What does this mean?” Caitlin said after a while of silence. “(Y/N)?”

“I…” you sighed and looked up, straight to Barry. “My whole name is (Y/N) Queen. The youngest of the Queen family” you said.

“What?” Barry said looking now at Oliver, his face going pale all of sudden. “Oliver is your brother?” He asked.

“Yes…” you nodded. “I never told you because… I don’t know, I didn’t want to be judged for my family’s decisions, I didn’t want to be asked about my brother’s past, I wanted…a fresh start and a Queen doesn’t get that too often” you explained.

“Oh God…” Barry said running a hand through his hair. “I’m screwed” he chuckled nervously.

“What?” You asked with a frown.

“Really? (Y/N), Oliver is the man who trained me, is one of my best friends, one of the people I trust the most and…” he gulped looking at Oliver.

“And you’re dating his sister” you finished the sentence.

When Oliver heard that, he could feel his blood boiling in his body. Barry Allen was dating his little sister. He looked at you and then at him. It couldn’t be possible. He had tried so hard to keep you away from all this and you ended up not only getting to know The Flash but also dating him. It wasn’t happening.

“Guys, I think we should give them some space” Kara said.

Apparently they all agreed since they all headed out of the nave until it was just Barry, Thea, Oliver and you. The four of you in silent. No one really wanting to break it since no one knew what would come out of it. Finally, it was Oliver who just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Really Barry? My sister?” Oliver questioned the speedster. You huffed and looked at your brother.

“Really Oliver? Green Arrow?” You snapped.

“It’s totally different” he said looking at you.

“Of course it is! All he did was loving me and protecting me while you’ve been lying to me ever since you got back from that damn island” you said.

“This is too much” you heard Thea saying. “How did you two meet?” She asked.

“When she got here” Barry shrugged. “She got robbed and came to the station. I met her there and then I helped her writing an article for one of her classes” he added.

“And you thought ‘why not? New girl, let’s go for it’ right?” Oliver said with sarcasm.

“Don’t you dare Oliver!” You exclaimed looking at your brother. “We did nothing wrong. He didn’t even know I was your sister until just now so don’t judge him. We did nothing wrong”

“He dragged you into this!” Oliver exclaimed. “Didn’t you have enough people around? You needed more help?” He added looking now at Barry.

“I found it out by myself you huge jackass” you said.

“Watch that tongue” Oliver warned you.

“Or what? Are you going to shoot me?” You said walking closer to your brother. “You’re a joke of a brother Oliver. I can’t believe you two kept this from me, especially after mum was killed right in front of us. You’re the worst” you told him.

Then, you just had nothing else to say so you just stormed out of the nave, ready to go back home where you should have stayed. But you didn’t make it far. As soon as you were out of the nave, Barry was right behind you.

“Where are you going?” He asked.

“Home” you replied. “I need to be alone” you added before looking up. You thought he would be mad at you for keeping your identity from him but all you could see in his eyes was how worried he was. “I’m…sorry I didn’t tell you” you said.

“I must admit I’m still confused” he said. “But hey…”, he placed both hands on your face. “I understand or I think I do” you chuckled a little and tried to look down but he wouldn’t let you. “I fell for you (Y/N) and those feelings aren’t going to change just because now I know your family, that just makes me love you even more”

You looked into his eyes shocked by his words. Love. Such a huge word none of you had ever said before but there he was, telling you he loved you after he found out what you had been keeping from him.

“Fuck Allen” you mumbled before kissing him slowly but deeply. He wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tight against his body. “I love you too” you finally said. He smiled a little and kissed your forehead.

“I know you do” he winked. You chuckled a little and hugged him. How did he manage to make you feel better even when you felt like killing someone at the moment? “Please, be safe. I’ll go visit as soon as we’re done here, alright?” He told you pulling away. “If something happens, call me immediately” he added.

“I will” you nodded.

He pecked your lips and let you walk away towards your car. Before you got in, you turned to look at him just to find Oliver coming out of the nave, looking straight at you like he wanted to talk to you. But you just wasn’t in the mood so you just got into your car and drove away as fast as possible.

Love me like you do (Part 1)

Here it is!!! Now, it’s just the intro so don’t expect much lol But, it’ll get there. I took many creative liberties sooooo….yeah. I don’t know how long this will be but I don’t intend to make it ridiculously so. It’s a simple plot, with romance. Just enough to write a few parts and a smut. Hope you enjoy!!!


*****

Originally posted by frankenanda666


“You could just quit.”


You rolled your eyes at your friend, smiling softly as she tried to explain your own issues to you. As if she had the answer to everything and a single wave of her hand would fix it all. You admired her spirit though, and truthfully you needed the vote of confidence right now. Work was getting rather hectic lately, and your courses weren’t any better. A simple vacation was what you wanted but as every day ticked by you realized it wouldn’t be coming.

“Yes. Quit and then go into debt. Sounds perfect.”

It was a dark joke, but she seemed to catch on. She playfully pushed your shoulder, taking a few steps ahead as she saw her bus stop.

“Well, I gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

She waved behind her as she ran off, cursing when she noticed the bus approaching. It was an amusing sight, and you chuckled quietly to yourself.

“Well….guess I’ll call it a night.”

You stuffed your work apron back into your bag, rubbing a hand over your messy hair as you headed down the sidewalk towards your apartment. It was late at night, and your body was just begging for a warm bath and then a really long nap. You turned the corner of the postal office at the end of the street, smiling at a young man who was leaning against the wall casually. He seemed preoccupied with his cigarette, and without a second thought you walked passed him, no sense of danger going off in your mind.

With heavy steps you walked down the ramp that led into the apartment complex, pulling your bag up further on your shoulder. There was a sudden feeling inside you, like your instincts were beginning to kick in and as you approached your door you stopped. With a quick turn of your head you met the face of the man who was outside the post office earlier, his features hidden under the hood of his sweatshirt. You jerked back, almost falling on your behind as he inched closer.

“Get the hell away from me!”

You swung your bag into the air, narrowly missing him. He hardly seemed phased by your outburst, and with the oddest of laughs he just moved closer to you.

“Now now, girl. Just relax, this will all be over in a second.”

Your senses began to heighten, and with every beat of your heart you wanted nothing more than to escape this situation. Your eyes scanned the area around you, but no clear exit was seen.

“What do you want? Money? Take my bag! Take whatever you want!”

The young man just laughed at your offer, grabbing your bag roughly from your hands and tossing it aside.

“We’ve got bigger plans for you.”

Your brow furrowed in confusion, wondering what he meant by ‘we’. Were there others waiting by for more sinister reasons? Just as you moved to ask him, a loud scream caught your attention and you looked to your left to see your neighbor rushing out of her apartment, an almost translucent being rushing after her. If someone had told you earlier today that you’d spend your night watching someone run from, what you could only describe as an alien, you’d call them a liar and bet your job on it.

“Oh my god…”

Your words came out weak, almost strained as you backed away and up against the brick wall. There was no way any of this was real, and as you glanced around the complex the screams began to grow silent, numerous beams of light flashing along the windows and shooting high into the sky to some unknown place.

“Like I said….relax.”

The young man grinned evilly at you, holding up some sort of gun and pointing it towards your neck. Before you could respond everything around you went pitch black, and the only thing you felt was the lightness of your own body.


*****

“Get everything in order. Lord Balem will be making an appearance soon. Wants to ensure his harvest was more than bountiful this time.”

It was a voice that stirred you from your sleep, a soft tone, almost nasally and it was certainly a voice you hadn’t recognized. With shaky hands you pushed yourself up, exhaustion clouding your mind. Everything around you felt foggy, and as you tried to adjust your eyes to the darkness you heard the sounds of many sobbing somewhere in the distance.

“Ah…”

You hugged your side, feeling drained of all your strength and with as much effort as you could muster you turned onto your back. The floor was cold beneath you, and the ceiling above seemed endless as you stared up at it. It was clear wherever this was, it wasn’t some run of the mill trafficking center. The walls were adorned with gold markings, marble gracing the tiled floor and every little thing had the most minute details to it. Yet, the sound of those crying filled the halls, no doubt the sobs of those just as panicked as you were.

“Keep them sedated, we don’t want a repeat of last time.”

You could hear the many voices carrying down the hallways outside, the shadow of people passing by the door of your prison making you grow more nervous. None of this made any sense, and as far as you could tell you had no idea what or where this place even was. But, one thing was obvious to you, you couldn’t stay here. If the screams of others was anything to go by, whoever had taken you did not mean you well.

You scooted back into the wall, curling your legs to your chest and biting on your nail in thought. How could you possibly fight back against these…beings? You knew nothing of them, in fact you didn’t even know they existed until today. As far as you were concerned you were as good as dead if they walked in here right now.

The cries from the others in the area slowly died down, and an eerie silence seeped through the halls. The only noise was that of footsteps, and you waited patiently until the door to your prison creaked open. Light flooded the room, sparkling against the gold embedded in the walls and you made out the large shadow of some creature standing at the exit.

It stood tall, bulky, and it’s breathing sounded close to a loud vibration. It’s very presence made your skin crawl, and as you tried to scoot back further into the vast room it just neared your position with a loud chuckle.

“If you resist, I’ll make this even more painful.”

As it stepped into the light it’s features grew more apparent and an audible gasp left your lips when it came into full view. This creature stood twice your height, maybe more, and its body was that of a reptile, large and scaly with massive wings that were tucked safely behind its back. It wasted no time in crossing over towards you, extending its clawed hand and grabbing you roughly. It lifted you up, your boots rising from the floor as it carried you off towards the outside. You struggled against its strong grasp, kicking your legs and screaming at it to release you.

“I said let me go!!!”

It’s laugh reverberated around the room, making you shake in fear. “You’re feistier than the others, girl. It’s almost admirable.”

“What did you do to them?”

Despite your fears you had to ask, because most of the people they took were your friends or acquaintances. They had families, lovers, a life they needed to get back to.

The lizard creature just scoffed at your question, gripping the collar of your shirt tighter, almost choking the life from you. You clawed effortlessly at its arm, nails scraping into the black overcoat it wore. It wasn’t phased by your fight as it moved to get a better hold of you, and as it reached forward you kicked it hard in the face, the heel of your boot scratching into its teeth. It dropped you onto the ground, the fall knocking the wind out of you.

“Ahh!” The creature growled out in rage, shaking its large head and sneering over at you. With frantic movements you crawled back against the floor, hands slipping against the smooth surface. You could venture a guess as to how this would end, and the only image you could conjure was that of your lifeless body hanging from its jaws.

“I sincerely hope this isn’t another one of your mistakes, Mr.Tskalikin.”

You stopped in your attempts to escape, mouth going dry as the sound of a silvery voice rang through the never ending hall. The lizard creature stilled too, reptilian eyes looking up in fear as it met those of the man standing behind you. At least that’s what you guessed it was, your back was pressed firmly against a sturdy figure, and as you trailed your eyes down you noticed the ornate tops of black boots.

“Lord Balem…forgive me, I-”


“You what?”

The man’s voice was soft, yet strained at some points. As if he struggled to keep his true emotions in check. Against your better judgments you glanced up, holding your breath as you found yourself sitting at the legs of a tall, lean man. He was clad in all black, a long silky cape billowing behind him. He wore a high collar, adorned with many gold jewels that was the very picture of royalty. It was plain to see that he was in charge here, even if he stood feet shorter than the creature who attacked you. His demeanor spoke volumes and there was an air of confidence around him that even made you sit back in awe.

“I’ve given you more than enough chances, haven’t I? Mr. Tskalikin?”

The creature opened its mouth, too afraid to say anything as it backed away from its master. But, it wasn’t quick enough it would seem. The guards surrounding the regal man lifted their guns, awaiting his command and with the most graceful of movements he gave a simple wave of his hand.

You closed your eyes as the flashes from their guns flew forward, the creature’s cries of pain probing into your memories forever. You curled back into the man’s legs, trying to calm your heart as the execution came to a close.

The guards began to lower their weapons, going back into formation behind their lord as they awaited his next movement. He grabbed the edge of his cape, flipping it forward and laying it halfway over his arm as he looked down at you lying pathetically at his feet.


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Till next time~

trueromantic1  asked:

(that other prompt I sent was supposed to be future Klaroline, not just Klaroline, but feel free to do current or even AU) future!Klaroline + sex pollen/accidental aphrodisiac spell + werewolf sex is rougher around the full moon (and made worse by sex pollen/spell) trope

Possibly my shortest smut thing ever? Zero plot, friends.

Takes You Over

A shot glass is put in her hand and Caroline throws it back without even thinking about it, too busy glaring (while acting like she’s completely unbothered – no easy feat) at Klaus and his ever widening circle of admirers across the room.

She was pretty sure she was about to witness some leg humping.

Her throat burns as she swallows, but not in the way she’s used to. It’s a cold and scratchy all the way down her throat, an odd sensation. The taste is weird too, herbaceous almost, and her attention is pulled away as she fights a gag. She looks up to find the bartender, a witch Caroline’s become friendly-ish with (and only because the first time she’d come to this bar had been during one of Bonnie’s visits) watching her with great interest. Maybe she’s misread the situation terribly and the girl’s actually been planning to murder her all along?

That would be just Caroline’s luck.

“What was that?” she demands, slamming the shot glass down on the bar top so hard it shatters, shards digging into her fingertips.

The smile she’s offered is enigmatic but not malicious. “A local specialty. A helping hand, if you will. And it’s on the house.”

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In Need Of A Man

Originally posted by 4cyphers


» You think you need a man but Taehyung wants to prove you that he’s all you need.
» Taehyung x OC 
» 9.5k words
» Warning: Smut.



With her mouth hanging open, Jaehee couldn’t believe what was happening. The air was coldly brushing against her cheeks where her phone wasn’t.  “What have you said? “ She repeated, almost yelling. Her sudden change of tone attracted the gaze of many other people in the skatepark. Most of them being her group of friends.

She was sitting on the bench facing the skate ramps where the boys were enjoying their evening but suddenly raised, which made Jungkook wake up in shock as he was sleeping on her laps before she raised. “ W-What ? I didn’t do it.” The young boy said out of the blue but Jaehee was long gone as she walked to the fences surrounding the park. She grabbed a part of it to play with her fingers.

“ I heard right, dummy, I mean why? “ Jaehee repeated once again.  “You promised me, girl. “ She said pissed off. She sighed and nodded. “ I know, I know. “ She clarified as the other person on the line seemed to have replied to her already. “ Well, I’ll see what I can do, but I don’t come, it will be your fault.  “ She said fakely angry. She ended up giggling at the last reply of the person before closing her phone. One of the boys stopped skating and walked closer.

The man took support on his skateboard. “ What’s wrong JaeJae? “ He asked and the girl turned around to look at the man. She sighed and put the phone back in her pocket.

“ Nothing. It’s just Hani. She choked for the homecoming ball.” She said crossing her arms over her chest. The boy smirked and pulled her closer by putting an arm around her shoulder. He dragged her closer to the rest of the group who, simultaneously to her call, had stopped and gathered all together to see what was happening.

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Let Me Tell You Now You’re the Lucky One

Summary: predictable, /prəˈdiktəb(ə)l/
adj. expected, especially on the basis of previous or known behavior

It was laughable just how predictable these YouTube conventions had become. Dan knew their fans were well aware of his and Phil’s antisocial habits. He also knew he wouldn’t change a thing.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: minor swearing, slight anxiety

A/N: Based on this post, which compiles these three tweets, as well as this ask on botanistlester. Really just some formless VidCon fluff but I hope you enjoy!

(Title from “The Lucky One” by Taylor Swift–I know it doesn’t completely fit but like…Dan’s pretty lucky since he’s had Phil by his side for the last 8 years, don’t you think? Ok we all know this was just another excuse for me to use Taylor lyrics as a fic title let’s be real here )

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Color

Title: Color 
Summary: In another world, Liam gets to see color.
Characters: Bill Cipher
Rating: K 

A/N: another fic for @cipherpeaks, in exchange for the charity donation. The request was Bill and Liam interacting as adults, in a scenario where he passed the Inspection and was allowed to live. Thanks again for the donation, I hope you like it!
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Based on Flat Dreams.)

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When Liam first began working with him at the shop, there were more than a few perplexed - if not downright hostile - glances.

That was to be expected: it is unusual for an Irregular of Liam’s degree to be allowed to live to adulthood, and when it does happen they aren’t usually seen in shops. They usually are given a job as a Government Office clerk of the seventh class, a boring low-paying job, and expected to sleep at the workplace as well. Most families are all right with never seeing them again, the stain gone from their household.

But theirs is not most families, and Bill has better connections than most Triangles do.

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Chapter X | Tell Me - A Harry Styles Uni AU

Main Story page is here.

Song for the Playlist - Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley

Instagrams are here - (none for this chapter, again, because the app is still being a dick)

Word Count - 5500…ish

“Course it wasn’t real, you goose,” he laughed. “Unless you want it to be real? I’m sure we can arrange that in Vegas…”

“Harry, don’t,” she warned him. Harry enjoyed doing this thing where he would sit with a smirk on his face as if he was planning something but would never tell Eden what it was.

“Whaaaat?”

“Stop that…you’re doing that thing?”

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The Parent Trap - Part Two

Character: Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,244

Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean arrives to drop off Ramona but ends up staying longer than he planned. Both he and the reader realize what the two children are trying to accomplish.

Part One

Story:

   Mitchell spends all afternoon making lemonade. This required a trip to the store specifically for lemons, but he’s quite happy with the end result. It’s been in the fridge for barely ten minutes when the doorbell rings. Mitchell runs to greet his guests.

   “I made lemonade!” he announces.

   “Mitchell Carter, that’s not how we say hello,” you scold.

   “Sorry, Mama.” Then to his guests he says, “Would you like to come inside and have some lemonade?”

   “Lemonade sounds awesome.” Dean steps into the house with Ramona and closes the door.

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Leading Suspects - Chapter 3

Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.

WARNINGS: RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.

This piece was lovingly crafted for my dear friend and beta, @peetabreadgirl, to celebrate her birthday this month. It’s based on a book I recently read and immediately had to Everlark because…well you’ll see. The book is Jed Had to Die by Tara Sevic. I am neither Tara Sevic nor Suzanne Collins and thus technically do not own the basic storyline or the characters. This is pure fun. Also, it’s multi-chapter, but they will be significantly shorter than my chapters usually are, and I plan to post one chapter every other day. Enjoy! Love you, PBJ! <3

Chapter 1 Here

Chapter 2 Here


CHAPTER 3

“I look like the night of the living dead!” I say, glancing once more in the mirror at my water splashed face to make sure I don’t have anymore drool tracks down my chin. Behind me, Madge chuckles. I’m just so happy to hear that sound that I keep going, hoping to draw more laughter out of her. “And you’re no help. I basically molested Hot Guy Bearing Coffee’s chest and you didn’t even have the decency to wake up and stop me from making a fool of myself.”

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If loving you is wrong (I don’t want to be right)

Summary:  They live in a society where the Ministry for Procreation decides who you get to marry. Oliver and Nyssa have come to terms with that. Although they are married, Nyssa can secretly be with Sara, and Oliver can do whatever he wants to do. When Oliver decides to make changes, he falls madly in love with Felicity. Therefore. his life takes a pleasant turn because although they cannot publicly be together, at least they can be in secret. Things soon get complicated, though, when Felicity receives a letter that shall change her life.

Rating: Explicit

Previous chapters: 1 2 3


Chapter 4: Just like starting over

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Always a Bridesmaid 9/?

Thank you so much for all the lovely comments and likes. I’m so glad so many people are enjoying this story. As much as I’ve enjoyed writing this story, I feel I should warn you that it is coming close to an end. I suspect based on my planning there will only be one or two more chapters.

All chapters, including this one are available on AO3.

Thanks so much to @mel-loves-all for the beautiful edit and to @almondblossomme for proofing and suggestions!


                                                   9. Better Place


“Oh my God, I have to call Sara!”


“Felicity, is this really what you are thinking about when you are relaxing in the tub with me? Clearly I must be doing something wrong!” Oliver chuckled.


“Oh Oliver, you don’t need to worry about that.” She smiled and blushed thinking about their recent activity.


“I don’t know what you are thinking Ms. Smoak, but I suspect I’d like it.”


“I’m sure you would,” she looked back and winked at him before settling back his arms as the jets swirled warm water around them.

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AKB48 49th Single Senbatsu Sousenkyo: Post-Mortem

Depending on who you ask, last night was either the best Sousenkyo in 48G history, or the worst, or in my case, a little bit of both. Starting from the atrocious beachside weather, down to the final speech in that concert hall in Okinawa, the events of the past 48 hours were so polarizing, that it made Dai Sokaku Matsuri 2014 look like a birthday party. This is the first time a 48G event has left me with so many more questions than answers. As much as I try to make sense of the numbers, I am still left in this state of confusion. But let’s try to see if we can find the order in this chaos.

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zooeys  asked:

hey! can I ask your opinion of where you think nick belongs within the hogwarts houses? from the survey 50% of people have voted gryffindor and at first that was my first instinct but with the characteristics you added to the post I'm not too sure 😕

I was already writing a post on how I would Sort the characters into Hogwarts houses when I got this question, so I hope you don’t mind that I’ll insert it here! Because I’m lazy.

Nick Miller, Nick Miller from the streets of Chicago, Hufflepuff

  • He’s very loyal and caring to his friends and those around him; customers at the bar, his family in his childhood. He is/was very protective of Schmidt when it came to Gavin, and is always there for his friends when they are down; e.g. Tinfinity, Menzies, Relaunch
  • Also I don’t think he fits into the other houses. Hufflepuff takes those who aren’t Sorted into other houses (probably should have put that above).
  • I wouldn’t Sort him into Gryffindor because I don’t consider him inherently brave. I think that he only tends to act or make big decisions (e.g. Cooler, Virgins, Elaine’s Big Day, Five Stars for Beezus) when he thinks it’s the last chance or if he’s not thinking.
  • Neither is he cunning or ambitious for Slytherin; he’s become more ambitious in the later seasons but I certainly don’t consider it a defining trait.
  • As for Ravenclaw, I was actually considering it but decided against it. Reason being, I think that Nick does have his own brand of intelligence and thinking, like Luna Lovegood. In the end however, Luna believes in the unknown and the unseen; she is clever, insightful, and observational — she just thinks there is more to know, and seeks to find out what, which is why she has all these absurd-sounding theories. She values learning. Nick, on the other hand, doesn’t really want to learn more than he has to and is stubborn in his thinking.

Jess, Ravenclaw

  • She’s a smart know-it-all and always has been: she taught Cece when they were children, and by now has imparted knowledge on hundreds of kids
  • She really values learning as a teacher. Teaching is her passion. She chooses teaching over a higher-paying job at a museum.
  • She is a quick thinker: she gets Holly to stay and sets her up with Nick in True American (Cooler); she manages to get employed at Banyon Canyon despite the Sam-ex-debacle by use of a Feelings Farm (Sam Again); distracts Sam from ‘proposing’ to her with True American (Wedding Eve)
  • Also I wouldn’t Sort anyone else into Ravenclaw and like in the name of House unity and stuff we want the whole collection ya know

Cece, Gryffindor

  • She’s quite brave, or as she likes to put it, ‘doesn’t think through her decisions’
  • But she’s pretty fearless and headstrong and just does stuff. She goes with her instinct. She became a bartender because she thought ‘why not’ and said yes to Schmidt’s unexpected proposal because it felt right, even though they weren’t even in a relationship
  • Like she became a model, which isn’t the most stable job and has had to pose with birds and climb onto rockets and shiz

Schmidtty, Slytherin

  • I would bet my life savings on Schmidt definitely being in Slytherin. He is the epitome of Slytherin.
  • He’s cunning in getting people to buy stuff as he works in advertising marketing
  • The Captain was sneaky and clever and cunning as hell
  • He is really ambitious and strives to be at the top. Up until Prince he had been waiting along for better friends because ‘this can’t be the finish line’, and he has been steadily climbing the ranks in his corporate job for years
  • He’s also ambitious in that because he wants to be at the top, he buys premium stuff

Winston, Huffle the puff

  • He’s just a friendly, sweet, and kind dude who has pure intentions. He almost bought a boat because he wanted to help Aly’s sister and thinks dropping a badger on a priest is a good prank.
  • Behind the weirdness is thoughtfulness: he dresses up as a bobcat because
  • Look at how he treats Furguson
  • He shares Furguson with his neighbour because he’s a fair person
  • He works hard at what he does, whether it’s being a cop or extremely elaborate proposal plans

Coach, Gryffindor

  • Like Cece, he goes with his instinct and never doubts it in life-changing decisions
  • He becomes ‘Coach’ because the players on Winston’s basketball team were doing badly so he stood up and shouted instructions to them
  • He becomes a coach because it seems like the right thing to do
  • After The Pilot he moves to be with his girlfriend
  • He moves to be with May only a few months into their relationship

TLDR: I would put Nick in Hufflepuff, but it’s your decision :) Who’s to say you’re wrong?

Halloween in the Barrio

Usnavi:  When Halloween comes around, the Bodega stocks up on candies and anything sweet, so Usnavi his living off a sugar rush for half the month.It’s decorated with cut out pumpkins and ghost that have probably been there since his parents ran the store. His decorations are the never change, but he makes sure to dress up differently every year. This year, not wanting to lose his hat, Usnavi centered his costume around that. (Yes, that is one rhyme he came up with to explain it). He’s a Newspaper boy, with a costume and make up all matching the look of a black and white photograph. After borrowing some make up from a terrifying Carla (we’ll get to that point later), his costumes complete. If you were to ask him who he was he say he’s Jack Kelly and begin humming Seize the Day.


Vanessa: With this year being so busy, Halloween snuck up on Vanessa like that! When she had time, she’d actually be very dedicated to finding the perfect costume, her personal favorite was Morticia Addams. But with only a week before the big day, she took a black bra and hat and borrowed Carla’s bedazzler. It’s not her best work and is kinda easy, but, still, when she saw herself in the mirror she couldn’t help but smile. After all, she was Selena!

Nina: As a kid, one of the few character’s Nina connected with almost identically was Hermoine Granger. Who else knew how it felt to be the smartest one with all those stresses and responsibilities? And when she read she also shared the crazy hair trait she flipped out! So one doesn’t have to be Hermoine to figure out why she’s dressed as her, from the curls to the time turner.

(picture of Hermione is from @str0ng3rbrit​, check her out, she’s apart of medblr!)

Benny: Growing up Benny had the best show stopper outfits for Halloween. He was MCHammer. He was Andre 3000. And who can forget the year he was Madea?! But as an adult it’s easy to lost track of the days, even the holidays, especially when you’re working on those days. Last year he was lucky enough to remember to bring a bow tie. And with a bad British accent, he stated James Bond. But after driving people around all day he felt less like 007 and more like a cross between Jeffrey from the Fresh Prince and Morgan Freeman from Driving Miss Daisy. This year he didn’t even remember it was Halloween, until after he was dressed in his uniform. Luckily, with Nina’s wit and her borrowed flag pin he became his next best (and easiest) costume. And that is how Benny got the nickname, El Presidente.

Sonny:  Halloween is Sonny’s favorite holidays. He  has a lot of Halloween Spirit. No matter how old he is he still goes trick-or-treating. Even if he can’t afford the expensive makeup or costumes, he still finds a way to go all out. He’s known for his homemade costumes. He’s also known for going too far, and getting too preachy. How is that possible? Trust me it’s possible. This year he wears glasses and a red and white stripped shirt and hat. So it’s understandable why from behind everyone assume’s he’s “Where’s Waldo”, right? Wrong.  If he were to turn around you’d see Sonny cut out big black felt letters and hot glued them on to the shirt, spelling out: “Bernie’s Votes”.  Making himself: “Where’s Bernie’s Votes” Yep. Somehow he was able to dress as a political question for Halloween. Little to say, it irks Usnavi to no end.


Pete: Like Sonny Halloween is also Pete’s favorite holiday. Not for the candy, it’s just easier to tag and paint on Halloween. And every year he has a job to do to pay off a debt. With so many people on the streets and so many people hooded, it just makes things simpler for the crazy life of an artist.
Now even though Pete is artistic, he’d rather put effort into his work rather than his appearance, so he’s rather not have to dress up. However the only way he can blend into a crowd, if need be, is in a some kind of costume. He’s famous for his hoodies and tee shirts with tuxedos and bones printed on it.  He always wears some kind of mask to protect him from the fumes. That’s all. No make up. If he’s going to be painting he’d rather paint a wall than he’s face. And he needs something he can easily ditch if need be.


Carla:  For Carla, Halloween is the only holiday that can give Christmas a run for it’s money. And it’s because how involved she is with the process of her costume. Here, she can put her make up and sewing skills to the test. With a search history full of Michelle Phan tutorials and a wastebasket full of receipts for the fabric store she has a costume. Each costume each year is, contrary to what most people expect, somewhat creepy. Some how, she finds a way to scare Usnavi along the way. Last year she was a broken vintage doll, which still gives him the creeps; this year it’s Emily for the Corpse Bride.

Daniela: Even if Dani never intendeds it, it seems that every Halloween her costume is always a “Sexy” something. She never means it to be. She usually goes to the store two weeks before Halloween and picks out the cheapest generic costume there. Every time, the hemlines just seem to be a little short and the bust a little snug. Of course no one is offended or anything, that just happens to be her style. This year she’ll be passing out candy as a witch.


Kevin: Whenever Halloween comes around, Kevin always acts annoyed and grumpy. “I have to buy Candy?” “Cami, Why do we even have to dress up?”  However, He really does enjoy it. His favorite thing is thinking of his and Camila’s  matching outfits, though, of course, he gives her the credit for that. His personal favorite is Father Time and Mother Nature  Two months prior to October he’s already thinking of ideas.
This year they both are Famous Artists. He is slicked his hair back, put on a suit, and adhered a fake wiry mustache to his upper lip. He hold a melted clock in his hand as his pocket watch. He’s Salvador Dalí.

Camila: To join complement Kevin’s artist’s theme, Camila pencils in the between her eyebrows and braids flowers into her hair. A shawl covers her shoulders, and with red lips and dangling earrings, she is the beloved Frida Kahlo.  
When Kevin and her open the door for the trick-or-treaters, he always rearranges his mustache in some crazy way to get a reaction. However, Cami seems to be the one who gets the most reactions. The majority of the grown ups love her outfit, but a lot of the kids look up the one giving them candy in fear…
All Cami can think is that have nothing to be afraid of yet…

When Abuela was still here, her favorite thing to do on Halloween was wait until 10 o’ clock. Then she’d appear, dressed in a black dress from wrist to ankle, a veil cloaking her. She’d then mimic moaning and crying  and walk down the street, scaring any troublemaker out of there street and back to their mother.
Now Cami has decided to honor Abuela and continue the legend of the barrio. Reigniting the nightmares of the stories mothers would whisper to children at night, she then would become La LLorona!

Piragüero: In order to stir up some business in the colder months, the piragüero decided to allow a customer of each purchase to be allowed to write in a suggestion for what he dress up as. Beforehand he always wore a Chewbacca suit each year, until some kid (Pete) started the rumor that he wasn’t the beloved Chewie, but the dreaded Chupacabra. That was one year he’d didn’t think he see a kid all day. With that massive loss of Business he had to step up his game, which brought around the vote. Everyone in the Barrio talks about it all October. With the amount of profit he got, the piragüero was able to make a small gift bag of candy to his most valued customers, the ones who voted multiple times. Every Halloween he goes around the barrio, delivering his thank you bags while dressed in the most voted for outfit. Along the way he gives everyone he comes across the little strawberry candy. This year, he’s El Chapulín Colorado.


Thank you so much for reading and Happy Halloween

Produce 101 parallels

So this is my opinion on who is who in season 2 compared to season 1.

(only chose these two pics cause like..why they both doing that for their pd101 pictures?? same person i rest my case)

1. Park Jihoon/Jeon Somi

I really didn’t want to compare anyone to Somi just because no one really had that same leverage that Somi had when she came into the show with being on sixteen and all that. But I think Jihoon’s pretty close. I’ll start off by saying that I’m mostly comparing them because of my opinion on them really parallels with one another. I really was not here for Somi or Jihoon at the beginning. I really didn’t get the hype with them. Like who are you? What do you do? Why are you so highly ranked? With Somi it made a bit more sense since she was shown at lot more and people knew about her already but I thought she was overhyped. Same with Jihoon, except I had to google who he was a few times because he was barely shown in the first few episode and yet he was constantly in 1st place. I like both of them a lot now but in he begin I guess I was just conflicted. Their ranks are even similar with each other as of now, though Jihoon stayed in the #1 spot until episode 6 while Somi lost her #1 spot in episode 5. If Jihoon makes it back to #1 again and becomes center I wouldn’t be surprised.

2. Kim Jonghyun/Kim Sejeong

Now I know a lot of people think that Daniel is the Sejeong of Season 2 but that just feels for forced, you know? Like how the whole avengers thing was forced on us this season, it didn’t feel right it has to come naturally. Like how God Sejeong came naturally and now we have Nations Leader. If the Jonghyun helping Hyunbin like Sejeong helped Sohye last season isn’t enough proof that these two are the same then I don’t know what is. They’re both very kind and humble people and they both gained enough popularity to take the number 1 spot. I also wanted to compare Jonghyun to Im Nayoung because I feel like they’re both just natural born leaders but that’s pretty much all I have to support that comparison so I think Sejeong is just a better fit for him.

(i’m in shock at how hard it was to find a hq produce 101 related picture of my girl soyeon)

3. Hong Eunki/Park Soyeon 

 I played myself. When I first made this comparison, I didn’t mean it like this, never meant for it to end like this. Dancing king/Queen of my heart. I’m still bitter about Park Soyeon and now I’m even more bitter about Hong Eunki. My babies were CHEATED. People must hate talent. I have a lot of people that I support and love but I usually have about 2 or 3 people that must make into the top 11 for me to be fully satisfied. Last year it one of them was Park Soyeon and this year one of them was Hong Eunki. And I’ve been disappointed in both seasons. Both underrated yet extremely talented dancers. I’m gonna Be mad about this forever I don’t even want to talk about it anymore. This one is obviously very personal for me… sorry. 

 4. Kim Samuel/Kim Dani 

Ha.. Hahaha. I played myself part 2. So remember when everyone was comparing Samuel to Somi. I was like ‘Naaaaaaah, Samuel is well known sure but not Somi level known. I’d compare him more to Kim Dani if anything. Since she was suppose to debut with a group but didn’t and Samuel was suppose to debut with a group but didn’t’ Hahaha. Remember how Dani fell from the top 11 after votes reset and never came back up? Hah. Samuel, I’m sorry. Listen, I’m hoping I’m praying that this parallel does not follow the same fate. I really want to see him debut but man once you fall out of the top 11 it seems almost impossible to get back up if you don’t have a big enough fan base. Even the hate these two have gotten are eerily similar, with people saying they’re ‘ugly’ and some comments about their noses. It’s weird.