and i am nothing when this show ends

someone somewhere is losing sleep over you getting home safely. i,too, am restless. i know sometimes the birds are just birds, but they show up in the poem anyway. some nights when it gets quiet, i say, “i forgive even the worst of this cruel world,” and nothing changes. and where i am standing is still not mine,was never mine, never will be mine. and if everything i belong to no longer belongs to me, then maybe i’m the problem. maybe smoke finds my hands no matter where i am. and anyway, it doesn’t matter. we can sleep this off. we can get in a car someday and keep driving until we end up in a place that does not ask of us where we came from, and asks nothing of us except our names, which they pronounce the way our mothers intended and if we miss home, we call because the landline’s not dead and nothing’s ever really dead, and we laugh with our kids someday about how we survived a world that did not want us and was not afraid to tell us so and we turn the news on and we do not flinch. 

Jon Snow + the Hall of Faces Memes

IF THERE’S ONE THING I COULD NEVER COMPREHEND ABOUT GAME OF THRONES, IT’S HONESTLY THOUGH, HOW THE FUCK DOES JON SNOW CONSTANTLY HAVE THE FACE OF A MEME????

I. MEAN. LOOK. AT. HIM!

The “I’m angry, don’t fucking touch me.” Face.

The “I’m Judging you” Face. 

The “I may be cold and distant on the outside, but on the inside, I’m actually just sad and emo, and just want to be loved” Face. 

The “Bitch Im Shooook” Face.

The “When the world is ending, but no one will believe you because your famous for knowing nothing,” Face.

The “I’m sad, hug me” Face.

The “When will my reflection show who I am inside” face.

The “I say I’m fine, but in reality, my clinical depression is back” face.

The “I just fucked my Aunt” Face.

The “My wife likes to get kinky in the bedroom” Face.

The “When someone calls you out and says you have a small pecker” Face. 

The “I’m gay” Face. 

The “Perhaps I’ve made a terrible mistake” *Cough* fucking your aunt *Cough* Face.

The “R’hllor dammit, I’m just trying to get through the day” Face.

The “Bitch you just killed my vibe” Face.

The “I’m in a constant state of feeling dead inside” Face.

The “I regret ever being born” Face. 

Honestly, Kit deserves an Emmy just for making such iconic faces. Thank you Kit, for not only bringing Jon Snow to life and making him a badass, but for also giving us a wonderful bean. What a fucking gem. *–* 

BONUS: 

The “My wife is going to rip my balls off if I say her cooking’s bad” Face.

Also, who could ever forget the ICONIC “YOU KNOW NOTHING JON SNOW” Face. ;)

Feel free to add more guys. :)

What Went Wrong?

I had an immense amount of hope for season 4 of Skam. And even though from the beginning, I didn’t like some stuff or was suspicious of some plotlines, I decided to trust the people who had previously made three amazing seasons of Skam to make sense of everything and to give us a beautiful and meaningful season for Sana as well.

Now that Sana’s season is basically over, however, I am more resigned to bitterness and accepting the fact that they simply couldn’t deliver. I don’t blame Julie. Not really. I did for a while, but now I just…feel nothing. The rage has worn off and what’s left is this deep sadness that comes from knowing something good has gone bad.

I’m being dramatic though! At the end of the day, it’s just a show and it doesn’t really matter. But for a second there, I thought I was watching something monumental occur; like when I watched season 3. To get a show from the perspective of a poc muslim girl in a European country seemed both risqué and innovative. But the problem with such a never-seen-before/never-explored-before concept is that, you won’t know just how wrong it can go.

For example, they could easily figure out what not to do in season three, by simply watching all the wrong moves other shows had made through the years. While Sana’s season needed delicate and thorough research to first: capture the essence of the culture and background she came from and then secondly: to use it in the fabric of the show in a natural and organic way. They also needed to have space to deal with the daily problems of muslim girls in modern Norway’s society and on top of that all, they had to make no mistakes and create interesting drama through it all.

Looking at it like that, I feel bad for Julie and the pressure she must have been under. I think considering how bad things could have gone…. they went moderately bad. And yet, ironically we can claim it’s the best of its kind because no one else has done anything remotely close to it before, either.

However, I’m not resigned to just accept this as an excuse and forget just how badly things went. Because this looks like a terrible accident to me, and no matter what I do, I find myself thinking things like “if only this part had been different”, “if only they hadn’t done that.”, if, if, if. So I’m gonna rewatch all nine episodes of Sana’s season and attempt to write a piece explaining just what I thought went wrong.

1.The pacing: Perhaps one of the most obvious things that went wrong with this season and that everyone noticed, was the pacing. This piece will be full of bitter nostalgia so let the first one be a callback to the amazing trailer. I will never forget the day we got season four’s trailer after four months of waiting. Everything about it seemed just perfect. Every detail seemed like a symbol, a throwback, a small wink to the viewer: “look! We put that there for you to find!”. And the ultimate message seemed to be that “it’s about to go down” and it will go down in a very complex way, too! A chain reaction! Millions of meta pieces were written. A thousand different takes on the chain of reaction and what each dilemma could be was written. So when the season started, we were all waiting for something to happen. We waited….and waited… and waited… and waited…. We waited for weeks! But what happened was that a tension, thick as butter, just kept on building for five weeks. And then BOOM! All hell broke loose! And yet…and yet nothing had happened yet. We actually had to wait two more weeks for something to really happen and suddenly by the eighth week, everything was resolved again! In short, the plot was one giant anticlimax! The conflict that kept on building to seem like an unavoidable fall out, a tsunami of dramatic interactions, ended up being resolved off screen. The real problem seemed to be the pacing. If the show had built the conflict in three episodes, presented us with the supposed dilemma in episode 3, tried to fix that in episode 4 and had the deeper, real conflict happen in episode 5, then had the after math in episode 6, and started to fix it in episode 7, have the characters figure it out in episode 8 and the resolve it in episode nine, then it would have made sense! Writing it down like that, it almost feels like that’s what happened! But clearly something prevented the cycle from feeling like a natural arc. Which brings us to the second problem:

2.Crowded narrative: So what was Sana’s season about? The imbalance of her Muslim/Norwegian identity? Being a muslim in an atheist country? Falling for a non-muslim boy? Falling out of touch with friends? Jealousy? Anger issues? Making up with family? Getting a Russ buss? What was this season about?

Ignoring the subplots (because there was so many of those I shiver just thinking about them!), there was three main plots for Sana in this season:

1.Finding a balance between her Norwegian identity and the people in that part of her life with the muslim/Moroccan side of her identity and the people in that part of her life.

2.the problem of being a muslim girl falling for a non-muslim boy and trying to keep true to her faith while still trying to not the love go to waste.

3.Finally making the last move in her friendship with girl squad and really being honest with them about her feelings and problems.  

However soon these problems morphed into different things entirely:

1.Getting a bus and proving to everyone that she can be a part of this Norwegian tradition like any other Norwegian girl.

2. Trying to let go of the boy who was both unsuitable for her and who her best friend had feelings for.

3.Dealing with the collision of her Moroccan and Norwegian on terms that were not her own.

Each of these plots kept on getting more complicated and more tangled to a point that they were not exactly resolvable. They were instead just forced into a state of equilibrium. Which was anti climactic to say the least!

*sigh* now let’s face the subplots! There were so many subplots! And at one point, it felt like these plots will wrap up in that infamous trailer “chain reaction”. But with the season already over, it’s become abundantly clear that that was never the case!

The subplots as seen from the very first clip on are:

1. Vilde and Magnus’s relationship (initially taken as a way to introduce lesbian Vilde but ending up being about trust and cheating. Resolved in episode eight’s sixth clip)

2.Noorhelm (the most unnecessary unearthing of a clearly failed relationship that somehow got revived again…*whispers*why?! Resolved in Episode nine’s third clip)

3.Balloon squad (Sana’s brother’s group of friends and the most adorable addition to Skam this season. I’m not sure what their conflict was supposed to be but last time we saw them they were pretty happy and content so I guess resolved in the last hei briskeby video) (actually they were there to destroy stigma surrounding poc/muslim boys and trying to create empathy towards them)

4.Getting a bus (resolved in the fifth clip of episode 8)

5.Hvem er Mikael?!(Still a mystery tbh but generally accepted to be the last guy Even tried to kiss…unsuccessfully I might add. Resolved in the last clip of episode 4?!then again in last clip of episode 5 and again in the last clip of episode 7…)

6.Sana and her mother (not really a conflict point but still she started from hiding things from her to telling her stuff. Resolved in the fourth clip of episode 9)

7.Even’s past (I honestly don’t know why this had to be mentioned but whatever. Resolved in the sixth clip of episode 8)

8.Yousana (resolved with an open ending in the fifth clip of episode nine aka Sana’s last clip)

9.Elias (Sana’s brother has issues! He’s drinking, he’s fighting with his mom, he’s rebelling and maybe even questioning his faith. This wasn’t resolved! This was just mentioned and to this day I’m haunted. What is happening with Elias?)

10.PM girls (The true let down of this season. There was no need to make 50% of the 99 girls evil, but nothing we can do about that. Resolved in the fifth clip of episode 8)

11.Vilde (Vilde was acting super weird all season long! From Islamophobic behavior to spreading stuff about Sana behind her back and such. Vilde deserved better because we never saw her acknowledge her wrong behavior but somehow this was already resolved by the end of the fifth clip of episode 8)

12.The syng fight (supposedly a climax for the other plots and subplots but it’s an even bigger mystery than all the plots combined. I don’t know anything about it! Nothing made sense but apparently already resolved by the sixth clip of episode 8)

13.Jamilla and Sana’s friendship (resolved in the fifth clip of episode 7)

14.Hacking and cyber-bulling (resolved by the fifth clip of episode 8)

15.Sana finishing her prayer (resolved in the last clip of episode 9)

I…I just think there was too much happening! 

All this aside, this season had one giant problem. Like a zit on the nose. Big, red, angry and full of gross pus. And that is the third problem…

3.Noora: To think I started watching the show for Noora! Oh Noora, Noora, Noora! I am so sick of Noora! The woman, the mirror, the foil, the ever-present heroin of Skam! It was so easy for Eva and Isak to fade into the backgrounds of the seasons that were not theirs but for some unfathomable reason, this is just not going to work out for Noora!

While Noora’s mirror presence in season 3 was dignified and reasonable, the ever-changing mirror/foil/symbol/metaphor/object of hate or jealousy-take your pick-  presence that she had this season was stifling! Present in almost all clips or at least the long clips, with a very tangible presence and a very lingering subplot, Noora mirror-foilingly(!) stole the show from Sana. Here’s how she did that.

In the very first clip of season 4, it’s mentioned that Noora is still not over William while he has apparently moved on to dating a new person. This sets the main plot into action, by girl squad trying to find someone for her to move on with. Which leads to a cute tête-à-tête between her and Yousef. But this is quickly side-tracked by Sana wittingly telling Noora to avoid muslim boys.

So basically, Noora and her boy trouble were the spark that started the season. This later affected other plots such as the Vilde+Magnus one, the Even backstory, Yousana and balloon squad.

Soon after this, we get a long clip in which Noora explained-with a painstakingly slow pace- why she really left William in London. An explanation that nobody needed and that just created the opportunity to restart an old storyline despite it being over for months. Long story short, from trying to help Noora move on to Noora kissing Yousef, from Sana being jealous of Noora to hacking and a lot of tears, basically this whole season was a chain of Sana’s reactions to Noora’s actions. The only plot that was there from the very first clip to the second to last one. The only story that evolved and developed, right beneath our noses while we were busy wondering about more important things like: “whether Sana will ever talk to her friends or not?” (she won’t) or “what the syng fight was about?” (nothing important!) or “what really happened in Bakka?” (What’s Bakka?!) or “Is Vilde lesbian?” (no!) or “will Yousana make it?” (eh…). And while we were busying ourselves with these silly small plots around the season, Noora and her epic romantic adventures were developing steadfastly towards a big climax that was delivered in the last clip of episode 8. A clip that was formerly reserved for a very important and dramatic plot twist in the main’s life.

So while all those never-explored-before plots were all just dismissed, the same old story of Noora got to be the main plot of the season. And that’s fine! But when they said we were getting a Sana season, it just led us to believe Sana would be a bigger part of her own main plotline.

I always thought Sana was the ultimate main for Skam, because in the past three seasons, she was the single character that held a real sway over the plot. She delivered important speeches and pushed the plot in a whole new direction with each of these talks. I thought she was ultimately the character we were meant to get to know. But I was wrong. Because Skam was always about Noora.

4.Bad research: While we all know that the authenticity and uniqueness that is provided in Skam’s plots is curtsey of the interviews they did with actual teenagers and the inspirations they took from their real life experiences; it is undeniable that the main reason season three became such a success was because they sought out the counsel of a professional. While we don’t know if they didn’t really do this for this season, it at least feels like they went in blind to write it. We know they spoke with muslim teenagers, but perhaps it would have been better to try to familiarize themselves with Sana’s situation on a sociological and psychological level as well. Maybe have a religion expert on the show? Or a sociologist who had studied the social disorders that second generation immigrants have to deal with? Someone who could guide them into writing a story that was perhaps a bit more respectful to these children’s experiences rather than a dramatic roller coaster of unexplainable events that led to nothing but drama.

5.Scattered storytelling: The most respectful way to put this is to say that (as mentioned before) since there were too many subplots happening in the season, none of these stories got to be told in a linear way. The stories got told in snippets, set too far apart that plots got lost or complicated simply because they had to wait in line for weeks, to take up where they left off last time we heard about them!

Take Yousana for instance, one week we see them talk, then for a whole week we hear nothing then we see Yousef kiss Noora. Then again we get a clip about Sana moving on but two weeks later, she talks about him again and decides to give it a chance.

For another, Sana’s faith. While initially it seemed as though we might see her practice her faith in some way, to actually normalize Islam, that plot was forgotten half way through the season and only got mentioned again in the very last clip.

Consistency was not the strong suit of this season for sure. Perhaps because this was the last season. Maybe they just ran out of a good way to see things through or to connect the things they wanted to connect.

But no matter how you will try to tell yourself that there was a good reason for the things that happened this season, you can’t deny how unfair this season was to Sana.

Before the season started, there were so many people talking about how a Sana-centered season was “needed” at times like these. But political climate and social anomalies aside, this season not only didn’t help any of those noble causes it was supposed to serve, but also pushed its narrator aside in favor of a more sought after story that only had dramatic value.

anonymous asked:

I love your blog and your fanfics. ❤ was hoping if you could write a sort of one-shot of Jon's POV if Dickon tried to flirt with Sansa! Maybe even propose her lol

Thank you so much, hun!!! *_* You’re way too sweet to me! I’m just a trash blog haha <3 Bless you though. Thank you!! 

And for you: 


The air was still, quiet, a stark difference from the storm that had raged through the night. Jon hadn’t been back longer than a sennight and yet he could already feel the calmness of Winterfell weaving through his skin and settling into his bones. It was a few days till he would have to leave for the Wall, but sunrise after sunrise, Jon found the necessity of war to fall idly on his mind, his desire to stay here more pressing than ever. It wasn’t simply the calm, the serenity that blanketed over him, but something more unbidden and confusing. 

In the aftermath of Daenerys’ siege on the Lannister army, many of the men burnt by her dragons had somehow escaped into the river, floating down until they were found by travelers. One of them happened to be Dickon Tarly, and when news came of Randyll’s execution, Sam had written to Jon to take his family in, pleading that they weren’t safe in the Reach. There hadn’t been a question in his mind. Winterfell would house the Tarly’s and offer them sanctuary while Daenerys and Cersei waged their war, but Jon had never anticipated, never fathomed that in doing so he would be placing Sansa at risk.

No, he begrudgingly admitted, she was in no danger, but the way Dickon looked at her, like she was the sun rising after the Long Night, Jon loathed it. Sansa had been through so much, endured so much at the hands of men, and he would be remiss to let her fall prey to another, even if Dickon appeared as honourable as his brother. It didn’t matter. When it came to Sansa, nothing mattered more than her safety. 

“Lord Dickon,” Sansa greeted as she stopped just at the bottom of the staircase. Jon was supposed to be training the younger soldiers, but he paused, sword held tightly in his hand, as he watched Dickon stride up to her. 

“My lady,” Dickon bowed his head, and when he lifted it back, there was a bright, fond smile on his face. “I pray that you are well this morning?” 

“I’m perfectly well, ser,” she answered, returning his smile with one of her own, and gods, it even looked genuine. Sansa inclined her head and tentatively touched Dickon’s wrapped arm being held up by a sling. “Are you well? Are your injuries healing? I can send for the maester if it’s troubling you still, my lord.” 

Dickon laughed. “I am as well as I can be, my lady. And I must say it is entirely in thanks to you.”

“I have done nothing, Lord Dickon,” Sansa said, ducking her head, pink tingeing her cheeks. Jon prayed it was from the cold, but there was no wind today, no nipping frost to prey on exposed skin. 

“Forgive me, but that’s simply untrue,” Dickon said earnestly. He reached for Sansa’s hand and held it in his. “You cared for me when I thought I was on the brink of death. My mother calls you, my Winter Angel.” 

Jon threw his sword down to the ground with a loud clatter and walked towards them, body and mind warring with one another as one felt ready for war and the other warned of disastrous repercussions if he were to act on that hostility. Sansa caught his eye instantly, so always attuned to him in a way that made his heart race, and a pretty frown settled on her lips. 

“Jon,” she murmured, just as Dickon turned around. 

“Your grace,” he bowed. “I hope the preparations for the war is going well.”

Jon resisted the urge to growl in response and nodded curtly. “It’s going fine, Lord Dickon.” But he wasn’t looking at Dickon, he had eyes for only one and she was staring right back, concern, confusion and irritation flashing through those summer blue eyes. “Sansa, I need…” But he hadn’t an idea what he needed or why he was standing here before them, and so the words trailed off, empty and unfinished.

“You need?” Sansa prompted, continuing to watch him carefully. “Jon, are you well?” She stepped forward, past Dickon, and laid both of her hands over his forearm. Almost immediately, his body relaxed, the tension easing away under her touch, like a winter rose blooming for the first time. He caught one hand with his other. 

“I need to…” He was aware of Dickon watching them curiously, but he didn’t care. He needed Sansa to come with him, anywhere, away from everyone, just so it was just them two again, like how it used to be before all of this. “Can we speak in private? I need to discuss urgent business with you.”

“Oh,” Sansa said, surprised colouring her face. She then nodded and turned towards Dickon. “Well, I hope you have a fast recovery, Lord Dickon. Good day.” 

Dickon smiled, bright and clear. Gods, Jon hated him. 

“Yes, my lady. Good day to you both.” 

He watched the taller man walk away, waited until he disappeared back into the castle, before looking back at Sansa, who had a knowing smile on her face.

“He is not a bad man,” she said gently. “He is a good and honourable lord with a kind heart.” 

“He fought for the Lannisters,” Jon immediately countered moodily, his brows furrowing in annoyance.

“And yet you pardoned him and offered his family sanctuary,” Sansa replied just as haughtily. “I could find a worse match.”

Match?” Jon repeated, his anger growing now. “And when did we start speaking of matches, Sansa?” 

She rolled her eyes and tore her hands from his, before walking away. “I am a trueborn daughter of House Stark, am I not? And he, a trueborn son of House Tarly? It would be a good political match.” 

“And would you live in the Reach?” Jon demanded, grabbing her wrist and turning her back around. “Would you truly leave Winterfell?” He paused, breathing heavily. “Leave me?”

Her eyes narrowed, lips pursed tightly. “You have no right to judge me for thinking of matches when you are out there making your own!” 

“What are you talking about!” Jon shouted, causing the men on the yard to turn and stare at them. He growled under his breath and tugged Sansa along until they were hidden in an alcove at the far end of the courtyard. “What match am I making?” 

“Lord Davos said that you were showing great interest in the Dragon Queen,” Sansa answered coldly, eyes challenging him to contradict her. 

Jon shook his head, too shocked to find the right response. “I have no interest in Daenerys. How can I be interested in another woman when all I can ever think about is…” Jon stopped, startled by his own admission as shame coloured his cheeks. “Forget it. It’s nothing. I have more important matters to attend to. Go back to your Lord Dickon.” 

He made to leave but Sansa held him back this time. “Finish your sentence, Jon.” 

“Sansa,” he warned. “Let me go.” 

“Finish your sentence,” she repeated angrily. “You cannot yell at me then not explain to me why. That’s not fair!” 

Jon growled, fighting a losing battle, as he twisted their hands so he could grip her instead. He crowded her back up against the wall and leaned in close. “How can I be interested in another woman when all I can ever think about is you?” he whispered, his breath fanning across her skin. “Is that what you wanted to hear? That you have me this twisted up inside? That I can hardly go a day without thinking about you, desperate to just be near you? Do you know how I loathe myself for having these thoughts?” He was breathing heavily, chest rising and falling rapidly, as he continued to stare at her.

For the longest second of his life, Sansa said nothing, did nothing, but stare back, and then slowly, her hands ran up his chest. “Then let us be twisted together,” she murmured, as her hands curled around his neck and pulled him to her, kissing him lightly. “Because you are all I think about as well, Jon Snow,” she said against his lips. 

Jon sighed into her, holding onto her hips as he continued to kiss her as lovingly, desperately and wantonly as he could, while knowing that there was now a new reason why he didn’t want to leave Winterfell. How could he now that he knew what she tasted like? 

Gods save him. 

Weiss Character Trailer - 'Path to Isolation' Song Lyrics

It Starts
With the unexpected loss
Of something dear

The Warmth
That comforted and cradled
Just disappears

And in its place
there’s nothing
Just an endless, empty hole

The light that showed the way is gone
And darkness takes control

Bitterness and anger
Are quick to fill the void
The path to isolation
Is made, from the dreams that they destroyed

The Cold
seems to grow in my soul
It’s consuming me

Confused
Am I losing myself in the storm

Growing jaded
Being pushed, being pulled
I’m unraveling

Can’t find my self when I’m constantly pushed to conform

Enemies surround me but the worst appear as friends
Liars and pretenders
Only seek to reach their ends

Everything is breaking
Right before my eyes
Looking in the Mirror
I see someone that I don’t recognize

Mirror what’s this thing I see
Who is staring back at me
A stranger to my heart has filled my mind

Mirror,
help me,
Who
Am
I

[Edited]
LOOSE ENDS

We now know that Ted is not only on the romance half of the show, but he also has a role in the mystery side too. Ted, Lucas and Charlotte are involved together.

Is it a coincidence that Ted was there when this happened?

And Marlene said this in 2014 (x)

Are there links here or am I looking at nothing??? I’m so confused!

anonymous asked:

Helloooo. 1. Do you run the ScientificPokedex blog? and 2. Do you think there could be an actual scientific explanation for Zoroark's illusion ability?

 Hellooo! Number 1, No I do not run the @scientificpokedex blog but they do an amazing job, big props to them!

Number 2. Hmm that’s tricky, so we want a real life example of an animal convincing another animal that it is something it’s not, so not clever camouflage and accurate visual mimicry, as with a stick insect for example, but rather where one animal has been tricked, it is under the illusion that another animal is something it is blatantly not. Well then, we need to talk about

  p h e r o m o n e s 

alrighty, so pheromones are defined as a chemical secreted by an organism that triggers a social/behavioural response in another organism, usually of the same species. They are used everywhere in nature, from tiny single celled prokaryotes up to big lumbering mammals such as ourselves. Uses of pheromones include territory marking, avoidance of inbreeding with close relatives, alarm signals, and advertising sexual availability and fertility. Specialised pheromones called ‘necromones’, released by the decomposing bodies of certain animals, repel living animals of the same species so that they don’t go near the bodies and potentially catch the disease that killed the dead dude. 

Those are just a few of the uses nifty chemicals, but as usual insects one up other animal groups in the diversity of ways in which they use them. The highly sophisticated and complex societies of eusocial hymenoptera (bees, ants, and wasps) are only possible through the use of pheromones, for example from coordinating colony activities e.g. defending the colony from predators, to exchanging information,  allocating tasks to different castes, social policing, regulating reproduction, and the use of trail pheromones, e.g. when ants lay a path of pheromones towards a food source, and then lay over a repellant pheromone over that trail, cancelling the message once the food source is gone. 

Because these social insects are so reliant on pheromones, they are ripe for abuse from other animals who can exploit their chemical society, and this is how I am going to lead it back to Zoroark. 

Meet Phengaris alcon, or the Alcon Large Blue butterfly

 Yes a very pretty looking butterfly, but don’t let appearances fool you. It’s caterpillars hatch on leaves like regular caterpillars, and stay there for a few weeks, munching away and growing, but after a certain point, they just drop off the leaves and onto the ground. There they release a pheromone which smells exactly like the pheromone released by the larvae of certain ant species. When these ants come across the caterpillars, they are fooled into thinking that these caterpillars are indeed their own larvae, despite being a different colour and much bigger than the ant larvae, i.e. they look completely different. 

The ants bring the caterpillars back to their nest, where they clean, feed, look after and protect the caterpillars, sometimes even at the expense of their own larvae when food is short. The caterpillars feed and grow in a safe environment, eventually metamorphosing into a chrysalis, then into an adult butterfly, where they then crawl out of the nest scot-free and begin life in the skies, having had a great start in life all down to some smelly trickery and illusion. 

(see below, Phenagris chrysalises next to ant larvae, with the ants none the wiser!)

Other Phenagris species will mimic the Queen ant rather than the larvae, and thus get a more royal treatment (though the true queen is never convinced so this is a more risky strategy), or some instead of just getting fed by the ants like a cuckoo will ravage and eat all the ant larvae when it gets in the nest, without retribution by the ants. 

(this video is fantastic and shows the whole lifecycle, plus a bonus pheromone related plot twist near the end!)

Basically using pheromones in this manner is a way of mimicking something you’re not despite looking nothing like your subject. The ants are under the complete illusion that these huge caterpillars are their own tiny young, despite input from other senses. So… what I am saying is that perhaps Zorua and Zoruark are very proficient chemical mimics and can emit strong pheromones that convince you that you are seeing a different pokémon than what’s standing in front of you. Maybe that, mixed with a hallucinogenic compound, neurotoxin, or other mind altering druggy substance (heck even laughing gas lol) to make you more suggestive. I dunno, it’s a huge stretch, but it’s an excuse to talk about Phenagris lol

Originally posted by axew

I can imagine Thomas is doing a video with Logan, Virgil and Roman about a problem with Thomas being sad for some reason. The three sides couldn’t figure out what was wrong so they try and summon Patton in an attempt to figure out what was wrong, but he wouldn’t pop up. They all knew Patton was still apart of Thomas due to the way he was still showing emotion so they venture to his room. When they find Patton he’s in the corner in fit of tears but the moment he sees the others he wipes them away and jumps up into his normal peppy self. He says “What’s wrong kiddos I’m here for moral support-” and then he breaks into a fit of tears again. The others postpone Thomas’ problem to help Patton. Patton ended up saying how he felt walked on and that he wasn’t allowed to show any other emotion than happy was because he was only there for moral support and if he was sad than he would mess everything up. The others reassure him that Patton needs to feel emotions in order for him to be himself, and that there is nothing wrong with feeling. At the end when Patton is feeling better about the situation they look back at Thomas to figure out his problem but then Thomas says “Ya know, I feel a lot better now.”

Very light spoilers for the special, but anyway

I just noticed that in the end, when it shows everyone out at the front door, Nino is literally in the very back

HOWEVER, when they’re all coming in, Nino’s the very first one there

In other words, I am 100% convinced that Nino went “Move Bitch, Best Friend Privileges” and literally shoved everyone else out of the way, and there is nothing you could do to convince me otherwise

So, I totally dreamt about Destiel going canon last night.

I think in part because what Kathryn said at the con, which people are still trying to figure out what she could mean that wouldn’t involve Destiel, but are coming up with nothing. Then again, what the show seems to thinks would make majority of people happy (while make some others unhappy), as opposed to what would make majority of fandom happy (while making a few unhappy) has a while margin of error as far as not matching up.

Which I know, but my brain apparently wasn’t having that.

So in the dream, I am watching Supernatural, and didn’t realize I was dreaming until the end when I woke up because “This is too good to be true”.

Backstory on the things that I knew had happened leading up to this scene: Mary and Mick both left the BMOL, Mick now working with the Winchesters and basically using everything he knows to help improve the American MOL with the Winchesters.

Due to their inability and desperation to find Kelly (now that they know Lucifer is free and in a stable vessel- thanks, Crowley), the Winchesters basically trap and capture a demon, then torture it to talk, since they know for a fact, demons would also be scrambling for Lucifer’s baby, while not falling under Lucifer’s control again, because literally, first opportunity, he was Camp God again last season, so the demons are wanting a new ruler, to be raised by one of the Princes of Hell.

Kelly, of course, trusts the demons at this point, because they are the only ones going out of their way to protect her and her unborn child, and even dying for her, while angels and hunters are out to get her. Under torture, the demon finally admits that the demons have Kelly at a lake beach house and are planning to kill her as soon as her son is born for part of a ritual to ensure the child’s soul is tainted and dark from birth, since parentage actually has nothing to do with whether or not a Nephilim would be evil.

So, Dean, Sam, Mary, Mick, and Cas all set out on a rescue mission at this point, because Kelly is getting very close to giving birth- like within 24hrs. They set out on a night mission to take the demons by surprise, since they won’t be expecting them. In the demons paranoia, though, they specifically chose the beach property for the fact that they only have to guard three directions, and the body of water wide open to a wall of windows protects itself, where as the other three sides are surrounded by woods.

So you have the Winchesters creeping forward through the trees and brush, silently taking out any demons sentries they see, while Mick and Castiel are coming forward on the other side of the house doing the same.

When they manage to make it from the trees to the sand of the yard without incident, save for Mick and Cas still aren’t there,  they’re actually optimistic they can do this. Kelly is safe so long as the baby lives within her, and they had to have taken out probably half the demons not standing guard near the steps or on the porch, which can be easily seen in the light of the full moon and clear sky. After all of this getting so screwed up to this point, trying to hunt a victim and an innocent baby, Lucifer going free and currently planning to launch some sort of major assault, they’re glad they have the opportunity to maybe fix some of it, right here, right now, undo their past mistakes and also not give Lucifer what he wants.

Except, as they step out into the sandy yard, the demons near the house all smile, and then start to retreat in the house, closing window shutters and basically barricading the place while more demons come from the lake view side of the house and from out of the trees they’d just come through, and the Winchesters realize this entire thing was a trap set for them.

Intense and desperate fight scene in the yard with just three of the five team members all fighting hard and dirty because of how very outnumbered and caught by surprise they are. To which they win, but only just, Sam pulling himself up off the sand, wiping blood from his face and cradling bruised if not cracked ribs, while Mary and Dean both finish off their last opponents. Dean moving to check on his brother, while Mary finishes hers off, all of them trying to catch their breath as the final body hits the ground, until more people come running through the trees. Their eyes all go wide, and Mary turns at the sound, angel blade in hand, ready for a second wave of demons, plunging her sword forward- straight into Castiel, whose eyes go wide in stunned pain, hair a mess, and sporting various cuts and scrapes from his and Mick’s own fight with the demons, when they realized it was a trap as well.

Mary’s hand flies free of the blade handle, backing away just as a frantic Dean shoots forward, “No, no, no! Cas!” “Oh God, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see-” Dean grabbing Cas by the lapels of his coat and helping ease him down to sit against a wood pile. Cas pulls a bloody hand away from the sword protruding from his body, panicked expression turning to Dean as he struggles to breath, both of them knowing full well as soon as the sword is pulled out, Cas will instantly die, though he’s dead already.

Mick wipes a hand over his mouth in horror, and Mary is still apologizing, and Dean holds out a hand, cutting her off.

“We still have to save Kelly. You three get in there. I’ll follow. I just-” He looks down at the sword, then looks to Castiel, as Mick gathers Mary and the three of them dash toward the house as the clock ticks down. They can hear Kelly crying out with labor pains from inside. When Dean looks at Cas, a question in his eyes, hand hovering near the sword, Cas frantically nods his agreement, hands curling in Dean’s coat as he braces himself.

Dean swallows and nods, pained and torn, but knowing nothing is going to change what’s happening, and there is no last minute miracle to be had here.

Their heads are bent close together, and he whispers, “Okay, on three. One, two-”

And Cas tenses, a sudden panicked moment of ‘Oh God, don’t blame yourself for this, it wasn’t your fault-’ as he blindly jerks his head up, screwing his eyes shut and pressing him mouth to Dean’s ‘-I love you’, only barely catching the corner of his mouth, just as Dean yanks the sword out in a blinding flash of light, 

Then the light fades, and we see both Dean and Cas still holding onto each other with their heads down and eyes clamped shut, which suddenly pop open, Dean’s in pain, knowing what he’ll see, and Cas in shock and confusion he’s still alive, both of them staring wide-eyed at each other not sure what just happened or how, and literally both of them looking back and forth for a half-second where Cas’ wings should be across the sand, then back at each other, still not understanding.

“You okay?” Dean asks, voice shaky and unnerved.

Cas looks just as shaken. “I-I think?” he manages, startled silent as Dean quickly presses his mouth fully to Castiel’s.

Pulling back, Dean lowers his head on a shaky, heaved sigh. “Thank you, Chuck.” Then he’s handing Cas his weapon, and taking the one he just pulled out of him, still stained in Cas’ blood, before pulling him to his feet. “C’mon. We still have to go save Kelly and her baby.”

And then the two of them dart forward across the sandy yard and toward the house where the first sounds of a fight have begun, and Cas keeps to himself the fact that while he’s physically fine, he knows something is different about him, though he doesn’t have time to confirm, but he thinks- he thinks- he may be human now, with a silent understanding from Chuck of This is the last time I’ll do this.

…And then I woke up.

Can I please write for the show now??????

A No-Maj?

Anon:graves seems like the type who would be a strict rule follower but what if he fell in love with a no-maj and he can’t stay away from her and he ends up falling in love with her but keeps it hidden until someone finds out and he either has to run away with her or wipe her memory but he can’t choose?? idk something cute but then angsty 

A/N: This is so cute and right up my alley ahhh I’m wearing this dress that looks like the little mermaid dress when she first turns into a human (the white one dress) and I feel fly as fuuckkk. Anyways this was really fun to write!! This took me 4 hours to write because I kept getting distracted ahhhhhhh This is my favourite thing I have written so far though.

 Enjoy and keep sending requests and prompts my way peeps xoxox

Anything in italics are thoughts!

Warnings: non, just a little bit of fluff and I may have broken your heart…. sorryyyyyy

Word Count: 2,853

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You never knew about the wizarding world until you met him. You lived an extra ordinary life, in your 20′s living in a small quiet apartment in the heart of New York city, Had a 9 till 5 job writing for the local newspaper. Doing things the ordinary way that you had always known them to be. You were just the girl next door, everyone knew who you were as you were sweet, charming and friendly. Of course you always had men chasing after you but you always politely declined as you were content with how your life was at the moment. 

You had walked into the little bakery that had opened up around the corner. You were soon welcomed by the owner, Jacob Kowalsk. “Morning Y/N How are you this morning” Jacob said as soon as you walked into the quiet little bakery “I am well, thank you” You said with your ever charming smile on your face “So what will it be today?” Jacob asked “Just the usual and maybe one of your famous donuts” You said excitedly, you always loved his doughnuts. You went to pull out your purse to pay him when he chimed in saying “Oh no Y/N, it’s on the house for you” You smiled knowing trying to give him money wouldn’t work “Oh thank you Jacob!! I will see you tomorrow” You said as you grabbed your items and walked out of the small bakery.

On your way home, you thought you would stop off at a little bookstore since you were running low on reading material at home. You were browsing through your favorite section tucked away at the back of the store when all of a sudden you heard a deep voice behind you.

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Fairy Tail Chapter 531 Review

So new chapters out. Guess I’ll do a review

So our color cover is all of Team Natsu. I actually really like it. It’s not the usual characters standing around in fancy outfits that Hiro Mashima usually does.

So we open on Christina fleeing from Acnologia and Wendy and Anna are talking. Hey Wendy I can tell you why you don’t remeber, because she never was in the story till 4 chapters ago. #stillpissedatretcon

We see Jellal and Erza talking and Jellal makes a really good point, why do we trust her? She literally came from nowhere, we don’t even know how she met up with Ichiya, how can we trust her?

And Erza’s reasoning for trusting her is, kinda shitty. You didn’t even know what the ravine’s of time were till 20 minutes ago, how do you know it’ll work. Also here’s a crazy idea, Acnologia is a dragon and this might just be me spit balling here, but DRAGON SLAYERS STILL ARE OUT THERE! WHy is everyone treating this like it’s the only option, again the reason the DS came to the future was to beat Acnologia, not be fodder for him.

Also Jellal, Erza really has only shown to trust people she knows or at least have some past with, obvious example Jellal she trusted you and recent example she trusted Natsu to beat Zeref when the war started. I’m just saying she’s only exhibitted this trait with people she knows, and Anna sure isn’t one.

So after some intense (or suppose to be intense) flying we make it to the ravines of time.

(No I’m not dignifying what Ichiya said with the obvious answer.)

And Acnologia flys into the ravines… FU-

YAY THE BLACK DRAGON LIVES!

I’m sorry but I refuse to have Acnologia go out like bitch. (which seems Hiro’s plan).

YES YOUR DEUS EX MACHINA IS GONE! Alright so lets actually do this right and get the DS together, you have Wendy plus and Gajeel and Natsu are in Magnolia, so I say you look for Sting and Rog-

They aren’t going to do the obvious answer are they? Nope. Well let’s get ready for disappointment.

So we cut to Zeref vs Natsu…

How? How did you find them? Were they in your random wandering phase, did you find them before this, we’re they something you discovered while making eclipse ? I have questions!

Zeref, wasn’t your thing life and death? Where is all this time stuff coming from? Actually here’s a question, where’s Dimaria? She possess the soul of the god of time, you think she’d be in this or possibly built it up. No it was more important to build her catty relationship with Brandish, I forgot.

Cutting back to the Christina…

Hey new plan idea, DRAGON SLAYERS! just sayin’

Also wait, what dragons can’t ride on things that’s how they’ll get sick. Umm motion sickness I assume would kick in if Acnologia is flying around all the time, but apparently just vehicles. selective sickness ain’t it.

God damn it Anna. If you guys don’t remember when Anna first showed up and I did a review of it, I said I knew where this was going because it has happened so many times before. To get these ravines open Anna’s gonna sacrifice herself in this big dramatic moment, only won’t be dramatic. Because this is a character that was introduced to us 3 CHAPTERS AGO! No build up, no establishment, no anything, and when she sacrifices herself we’re suppose to feel there was a big loss. I fucking grantee that’ll happen because it happens almost every damn arc of FT. Hell it’s happened multiple times this arc with Irene and August already. Usually I’m optimistic with Hiro, probably more than others,  but oh god this is the last arc, my patience has dried, I’m just expecting this to suck and I am calling it right here .So be prepared for that.

We cut to Magnolia…

OH MY GOD BOOKS ARE FULL OF WORDS!!

Actually a small part of me wants to believe this is homage to the second arc of the series where the Daybreak book turned into Dear Kaby

Ahh remember the beginning of FT. Welp, back to the present.

My guess is what Lucy saw was that Zeref and Natsu are brothers.

And back in the guild Zeref gloats till…

Mavis. Oh joy I was curious how this climax could be ruined even more.

Any Zeref shows off he’s got everything he needs to reset time. but…

And it appears Natsu is going Dragon force. Umm question, 1st gen dragon slayers go into dragon force when they taste ethernano both standard and anti, and it’s because they are able to make a connection their attribute while consuming multiple magic, that’s how it’s been forever. But what did Zeref hit natsu with. Zeref specializes in black arts, I don’t believe they are a mass of all elements, just highly advanced magic. So how did they trigger the dragon force? Well it’ll probably not be explained.

Post Chapter Follow up: This chapter was again odd. I’m more afraid of what’s to come than affraid of what happen in this chapter. Like overall, in this chapter there wasn’t much but it’s all setting up for a very unfulfilling ending.

Let’s get the god out of the way, first and foremost, shout to Jellal for being the character who says the smartest damn thing this chapter. Another thing I like is the atmosphere of the opening of the Book of END. There’s something about it’s visual that’s so captivating.

With this being pretty much setup I actually liked a lot of the pacing this chapter. It’s much better than the last few chapters. Also I am hyped to see END I really am. 

Negatives: The action this chapter is just not interesting. I mean it’s just really dull. I can not feel anything for this chase. Also for a thing called Blue Pegasus vs Acnologia, I really can’t believe hoe much of nothing they contribute. Like really their scenes are just filler.

The other biggest issue you is Anna, because I grantee that’ll it’ll follow the same thing Hiro does all the time. I so do believe that Anna is going to make her big sacrifice opening the ravines (that way there will be a parallel to Layla and her opening the eclipse gate) because I’ve seen this so many times from Hiro and frankly I’m sick off it.

That’s why her scenes with Wendy meant nothing to me because form the second she showed up I knew she was just going to be a tool, and the last chapters are Hiro trying to stuff in as much to make us feel like Anna’s this developed character but no. It’s just going to end disappointingly.

Also it still ticks me off that the ravines are our ONLY way to beat Acnologia, when for years we’ve been building up the Dragon Slayers fighting him. I just am so upset by it

Final Verdict: 5/10

  • nothing really happens that’s good or bad
  • pretty decent setup
  • This chapter is really lukewarm

“I want you to have this.” Emma pressed a red plastic wallet into Henry’s hand.  He opened it to find an ultrasound, not cracked or bent in any place. Clearly, Emma took great care with it.

“Is it…..”

“Yeah.” Emma wiped the tears from her eyes. “That’s her.”

“It’s a her?” Henry echoed, raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah. I mean Whale told us at the ultrasound but I knew. I just knew from the first moment it was going to be a girl.”

Henry took a look at the picture again. His little sister. All those lonely years before Emma showed up Henry had longed for a sibling and now he was going to have one. A baby sister he could take to the park and buy ice creams for and beat up bullies for and read stories to.

Fate was funny like that.

“She looks like a bean. Have you thought of names for her yet?”

“Oh god,” Emma sighed, reminding Henry of those times she’d have too much paperwork at the station. “Well your grandma wants Eva and your grandpa wants Ruth and Killian wants his mom’s name, Niamh, and he’s suggested a ton of other names like Saorsie and Laoise and Aoife.” She paused, the corners of her mouth turning into a bright smile as she laughed. Seeing his mother so happy, so ready for her happy beginning, stirred something inside Henry. Pride. “But….. I want to hear your suggestions.”

“Well, she’d need a name fit for a princess.” He pondered for a moment, thumb running over the plastic cover on the ultrasound. “What about Leia?” Emma doubled over laughing.

“Leia Swan has a nice ring to it,” she admitted. Emma rested her head on her son’s shoulder and Henry swallowed a chuckle at how big he was now. Part of him, a selfish part, wanted to rewind he clock so he could be a little 11 year old again and barrel into her arms and she could hold him all night. “I miss you. So much.”

“I miss you too Mom,” he whispered. The trembling in Emma’s shoulders told him she was crying, which then set him off. “But this isn’t forever.”

“I know. And once you find your Cinderella, and you come home, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Home. That was wherever she was. And whatever new home he made in this realm with Cinderella, his home would always be Storybrooke, in the house he picked out.

“Leia’s going to have such a great life,” he whispered. “You’re an amazing mom.”

“She has an equally amazing big brother,” Emma replied. “I’m going to tell her everything about you. How her big brother’s a hero.”

“Everything I am I got from you. My fight, my strength, my courage. That’s from watching you do everything you could to fight for me.” Emma threw her arms around Henry and let her tears fall onto his shoulder.

“Nah. That’s all you. That’s the little kid who showed up on my doorstep who challenged me to bring back the happy endings and wouldn’t let me leave. The little kid who ate the turnover. I had nothing to do with that.” Emma stepped back and wiped her tears. “Come on, we should get back.”

“I’ll see you when I get home,” he said. “And I’ll bring Cinderella too.”

No matter what, he’d always find his way home.

2

“You don’t need to buy a costume. Your horrible personality is terrifying enough.”

“That’s funny Raphael, you’re still not going to get out of this day.” You roll your eyes at the scowling vampire and continue to drag him through the store with you.

He always made such a fuss about it, though you two had a great deal going on. You provided him with whatever information he needed on the shadowhunters in exchange, he had to spend one day with you every week. While it may looked like a you got the shorter end of the stick, that wasn’t the case. Raphael could be incredible chatty, especially when he was bored. And you got a talent for making just that happen, besides his company wasn’t the worse.

“I see nothing.” He says as you step out of the dressing room.

You flesh him a smile, showing off your plastic fangs, “I’m dressing up as you this year, grumpy teenage vampire.”

“I am hundreds of years old, leader of the vampires in this city and not your pet or source of amusement and if you keep running your mouth like that, I can think of a few ways to make you shut up.”

“I sure hope so.” You smirk, shooting him a wink before pulling the curtains to your cabin close.

Rough Life

Fandom: Marvel
Request: “Hey, could you do one where Matt has a nightmare and the readerwke him up, but he get a little bit aggressive (he is pushing her away) but she hold onto him, keeping matt in her arms and shushing him, but he’s ending up crying. She rock him back and forth and he fall asleep???” - @lauraonly
Word Count: 1008


The lights are off and only the urban sounds fill the empty night atmosphere. I tilt my head up from the covers and glance at the red neon lights emitting from the alarm clock. 1am. I couldn’t sleep not knowing if he wasn’t here beside me. I didn’t know if he was terrific or beaten and bruised behind a dumpster in a dark alley. My nerves kept me up until now. I smell the cool air breeze that floats through the small open window by the bed. The rain is a barely a drizzle but is getting stronger by the hour. The salty sea smell tip toes into the apartment and calms me.

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Baby, it’s cold inside

I was going to ask for quick one-shot prompts tonight, but I realized I am like five weeks behind on the @olicityhiatusficathon prompts from @thebookjumper so I’m going to make an attempt to work through those today. Here is “Escape” and “Silver Lining.” If you still want to send me prompts, go ahead and I will try to get to them either tonight or this weekend. 

Baby, it’s cold inside

“Felicity, your teeth are chattering.” 

“How are you not more cold? It’s freezing in here.” 

Oliver and Felicity had been investigating a lead to a restaurant. A tangle with Mirakuru soldiers left them locked in the kitchen’s walk-in refrigerator, and some sort of device must be blocking their phone signals. They were stuck. The team would find them eventually, that Felicity knew, but in the meantime they were stuck in the cold. 

They had already been in here for an hour - after their numerous attempts to escape. That’s why Felicity’s teeth were chattering, but Oliver looked no more than slightly annoyed. 

“I’m used to being cold. I had a lot of chilly nights on Lian Yu. And freezing ones in Russia for that matter,” Oliver said with a smile on his face. 

“Why are you so happy right now?” 

Oliver sat down and stretched out his legs in front of him, leaning his head against the back of the fridge. 

“Because I’m going to take a nap.” 

“A nap? Are you crazy?”

“Felicity, we can’t get out of here. Our friends are going to come looking, and there’s nothing we can do at this point. I’m looking for the silver lining here, and that is a nap.” 

“Since when are you a ‘silver lining’ kind of guy?” Felicity shook her head in surprise at his calm in this situation. 

“Since Slade showed up in Starling, kidnapped my sister, murdered my mother and more - I haven’t had a moments rest. So here I am, there is nothing I can do to stop him or escape. I haven’t slept in days. I’m going to take a nap.” 

He closed his eyes, ending the conversation. Felicity stood there staring at him in shock. After a moment, he raised his arms as if he was welcoming her into them. 

Did she dare? She was very cold, but she didn’t know how she could handle being in Oliver’s arms knowing he didn’t feel the same way about her as she did him. Still, it might be her only chance to be in his arms. 

She stood there in indecision. “Felicity, you’re freezing, I have body heat. Come here.” Oliver didn’t open his eyes when he spoke. 

Felicity murmured under her breath about Oliver’s body being hot in more ways than one, and she cringed when she saw the corner of his lips tick up in a smile. God, couldn’t she ever keep her mouth shut. She curled up next to Oliver and he wrapped his arms around her. 

A happy sigh escaped her lips and she cringed again. 

“Felicity?” 

She held her breath, nervous at what he was going to say. “Yes?”

“We will talk about this more later, because I really do need a nap. But this? Holding you? This would be another silver lining.” 

It took everything in Felicity not to push away from him in surprise. Oliver’s breathing evened out. How dare he fall asleep after dropping that bomb on her? She laid there with her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and soon drifted off as well. 

And that’s how Roy and Diggle found them a few hours later. 

Welcome To Hell (BTS)

Chapter 1. - The Crime

AO3

Heaven/Hell AU, Seven Deadly Sins

Summary: 

Pride.
Greed.
Lust.
Envy.
Gluttony.
Wrath.
Sloth.
Seven deadly sins, as mortals prefer to call them.
They are seven royal demons, Lucifer’s favorites, who’s task hasn’t changed from the very beginning of time; they were supposed to make sure the Devil takes over the human race and infiltrate the Heavens.
One time Envy made it inside and spread chaos around His quarters.
One of male angels all of a sudden became so jealous of other’s position he killed him without hesitation, leaving only evidence pointing at an innocent female angel, who’s only sin ever was harmless jealousy.
Her wings were torn off and she herself thrown into Lucifer’s lair with no way out.

Pairings: Literally everyone x my female OC, prepare for orgies later on

Word Count in this chapter: 981

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anonymous asked:

Good night! :) The request are still open? Maybe can I ask some HC, please? I've got this idea for a time and... How do you think the RFA boys + V & Saeran react to a Fem!S/O who's always been treated like a man for her family and friends? Like she talks, dress, act and treat other people like a man, but gets all shy and blush when her S/O treats her like a female because she thinks that she's not pretty enough to use dresses and stuff like that. Maybe a little bit of nsfw in this? Thank u!!

Good night/day to you, anon :) And of course, you can request things! My ask box is always open!! 

I hope I got your request right - it’s like a…”tomboy” mc, yeah? ahh I’ll try my best, please let me know if I read your request wrong ^^;; I hope you enjoy anyways! And for you, a little nsfw thrown in~ 

alSO I know anon said the rfa boys, but I can’t leave my wife out so she’s in a separate post! edit: which is now [here]!!!

nsfw-ish! (tbh it’s not that nsfw but i tr ied) 


Yoosung

  • it never really occurred to yoosung that mc wasn’t very ‘feminine’, but he did realize the only time he saw her in a dress was at the party
  • which was totally her choice, but it was also how she acted
  • she seemed to always try to be tough, taking on things she probably shouldn’t be doing but again, go her! 
  • but he felt bad that she wanted to carry all those heavy boxes and such
  • then when they went shopping one day, he saw her eyeing this dress 
  • he asks her about it and she says no, which made him pout
  • they left without that dress but he was determined to get it for her..so he did, surprise! 
  • mc grinned at first but then got all shy and asked him why he bought it
  • “Because you wanted it! I could tell..I just..thought you would like it..” what an angel
  • she tells him that yes! she does like it, but she doesn’t think she could pull it off *confused yoosung noises*
  • “honey, you’re beautiful!!” she gets even more blushy and shakes her head 
  • yoosung literally attacks her with kisses until she’s all giggly - kissing her face, neck, and to her shoulders, that they end up on the couch
  •  “come on, hun. how am I beautiful? I never wear dresses!” “you’re beautiful no matter what you wear-even wearing nothing, I want you to wear whatever you want”
  • this whole time, he’s like on top of her on the couch
  • “even wearing nothing?…” mc asks, smiling up at him. he blushes. 
  • “yes. and i’ll show you.” and boy oh boy he does

707 / Luciel / Saeyoung

  • saeyoung kinda knew what was going on, but really found out when he was trying to convince her to cosplay with him
  • “but mc, it would be so fun!!” “but saeyoung, you want to put me in a dress.” 
  • *pouts* “but you’ve seen me in a dress..” “that’s not the point”
  • “please please?? i won’t show anyone or take pictures and even put it on myself!” to really prove it, he throws on a dress himself
  • mc finally agrees 
  • he lets her pick the dress, but doesn’t let her lift a finger after that 
  • helps her undress and even put the other dress on 
  • mc is all blushy 1. from the undressing and 2. from wearing the dress
  • saeyoung grins at her when he’s done and ends up staring a bit
  • mc blushes more, “saeyoung, you’re staring..” “well…you’re hot”
  • “you’re ridiculous” “no seriously. I admit that I glanced a little while helping you” “sAEYOUNG”
  • “I mean, I can return the favor” and he literally takes his dress off right there
  • wow mc is red 
  • and now he starts pointing out his physical insecurities, all of which mc finds ridiculous he looks so good
  • she can’t help herself and starts kissing to what he points to 
  • and now her dress is off and he’s doing the same for her 
  • at the end of that, they look at each other until saeyoung pulls her into a deep kiss
  • guess we’ll have to cosplay another day

Zen 

  • they were looking through his old costumes and some of them were a little, uh, revealing not anywhere bad geez i mean they were ripped
  • mc is kind of amazed. she asks how he wears them without being so self-conscious 
  • turns out he has a process, it’s not just his ego my boy here has his share of  insecurities 
  • she tries that process one day with a dress when he wasn’t home
  • but he got home early !! and saw her !!! 
  • obviously zen thinks she looks like The Most Beautiful Person Ever 
  • but mc blushes and runs to the closet to hide 
  • “babe! where are you going? that dress looks great on you!” 
  • “no it doesn’t, zen! stop it. I’m just gonna wear jeans forever, even to the party.”  what a dramatic couple 
  • he convinces her to come out of the closet, the dress still on
  •  but she has he arms crossed and is all pouty and not looking at him
  • luckily, he knows exactly what to do
  • he takes one of her hands and kisses from her hand to her shoulder, whispering little compliments until he gets to the other one 
  • and the next thing she knows, he’s doing that for everything?? 
  • her face, stomach, chest, even her legs hahahah i love the body worship hc 
  • and now she’s blushing for a whole other reason…which zen also takes care of ;))

Jumin

  • oh boy
  • this man wants to spoil mc with dresses, but she never wears them 
  • he asks about that at dinner one night
  • and mc spills that she thinks she’s not pretty enough to wear dresses and it’s so much easier to just…be not feminine 
  • he understands, a little
  • and you know, he could just.. tell her that he thinks she’s beautiful and that she could try wearing dresses if she wanted to 
  • but noooo 
  • this man had to buy her a bunch to tell her
  • mc is shocked when she got home 
  • “i just..” jumin starts, “I think you’re beautiful, and I want you to feel comfortable in whatever you wear. So I thought we’d practice, just here”
  • she indulges him and they have a mini fashion show that’s just her 
  • jumin is there like “wow my wife is amazing”
  • she starts getting more confident at like, the 6th dress but she also starts getting tired
  • so they take a break, she sits next to him on their bed
  • he pulls her over and makes her look at him
  • “see, my love? you’re beautiful in anything..” mc smiles “which was your favorite?” she asks 
  • “this one.” he answers, “because I’m taking it off”

V / Jihyun

  • also pretty much doesn’t care and actually didn’t notice she never wore dresses (ps this baby got the surgery here he deserves this)
  • until he asked her to do a photoshoot with him! 
  • he get so excited about backgrounds and outfits its so cute
  • but mc starts getting shy and of course, he notices  
  • so he asks her about it 
  • and looking into his eyes, mc has to tell the truth i couldn’t lie to him either tbh
  • he listens and smiles at her softly when she finishes talking
  • “oh, angel..you can wear absolutely anything you want and if you don’t want to wear dresses, you don’t have to.” 
  • however, she decides to wear one. Just for him and the photoshoot
  • she surprises him when she comes out of the changing room and V is like, in awe 
  • he thinks she is amazing! wonderful! and he lets her know! 
  • *cue blushy mc* *and grinny jihyun*
  • he gives her a kiss for the surprise and wants to give her like, thousands more
  • but since he’s not that into pda, he takes her into the dressing room to shower her with kisses
  • and then mc says she’s “uncomfortable” in the dress again and that she needs his help “taking it off” bad mc
  • thank god he has his own studio 

Saeran 

  • my bean here gives no fucks 
  • mc is thankful bc she’s so comfortable around him and can do whatever 
  • until the rest of the rfa tells her she has to wear a dress for the party
  • so she tells him to complain a little, but she’s still gonna do it
  • “i think it’d be nice to see you in a dress. different, but nice”
  • aw damn, now she really has to 
  • they go shopping together, saeran picks a really pretty one and she loves it
  • but in the dressing room, she doesn’t think she looks that good
  • “hey, mc! do you need any help in there or?” he calls out
  • “uh, no thank you..I don’t think I’m gonna get it though, Saeran”
  • “why? let me see.” and so he comes in 
  • he tilts his head “you look great in it, why don’t you want it?”
  • she gives him the mini explanation given their whereabouts
  • he frowns and turns them to face the mirror again 
  • “look, I think you look beautiful in this dress. and I know the rest of the rfa will, too. if you really don’t want to wear it, I’ll tell them myself, but if you like it, get it.”
  • both of them are blushing now, but saeran means it
  • and she buys it. they walk out of the store holding hands
  • look i have a hc that saeran is ace so…. 
Messed up on Valentine’s Day

Originally posted by aomg-jaypark

Artist: Jay Park

Word Count: 1.6K

Valentine’s Day, you were so excited for it. You and Jay had decided that you wanted to have an indoor date for it, you would cook and prepare for the night, enjoy a nice dinner and then enjoy a nice cuddly movie night. To you it sounded perfect, you never minded what you did as long as you guys were together enjoying the night.

Jay had texted you earlier that day and told you he will be working till noon so that he could come back to his house and enjoy the rest of the day with you. So you had woken up early enough to tidy up your apartment and leave to go to Jays house since you were spending the day there, and you made sure not to forget his gift on the way out. You had done your grocery shopping on the way for all the stuff you need for dinner and headed to his house.

The day seemed to be running by so quickly while you were preparing the food, cooking was your passion so it was so enjoyable to to do, and also since Jay was a foodie person you enjoyed cooking for him and seeing his reaction.

Time was ticking and Jay hasn’t sent a text saying he’s on his way, and nor did he show up at the time he promised he would be at. You thought maybe traffic was crazy so you decided to give him more time to show up.

You tried being patient and not jumping to conclusions, but you started getting worried, you tried calling his phone but it would go to voicemail. After waiting for so long, getting dressed up and preparing food and dessert for later on, Jay didn’t show up, so you decided to just go back home because you didn’t want to see his him if he came back home that night.

You were really angry and you knew a big fight would happen if you saw him that night, so you decided to go back to your apartment and cool down.

What happened with Jay was he had a deadline for a song and he was stressing about not finishing it on time, so he took a drink to try and calm his nerves but one drink turned into two and two turned to three, before he knew it he was drunk and ended up knocked out on the couch he had in his studio.

When he woke up he didn’t realize what was going on or what he had planned for the day, he decided to take a cab back home since he wasn’t feeling good enough to drive.

When he was in the comfort of his home the first thing that caught his attention was there was a smell of something sweet, which was the desert you had made. He was walking to the kitchen to get water when he noticed there was a box on the dining table with a piece of paper next to it, he was really confused at that moment to what it might be.

When he took the paper in his hand to see what was written, it said

Thanks a lot Jay for showing up. The least you could have done was tell me you weren’t going to show up and not let me sit here for hours waiting for you. The box has the gift I got you, enjoy it. Happy Valentine’s Day.

That’s when everything clicked with Jay and he remembered what the plans for the day were, he knew how pissed you would be right now. He opened the box to see the pair of sneakers that he had showed you a month ago saying he wanted to coop them but he never had time and you were acting like you weren’t really interested to what he was saying, but here they were in front of his eyes.

Jay quickly checked his phone and saw how many missed calls there was from you, he started calling you back but you didn’t answer any of his calls. He wanted to show up at your apartment to apologize and make it up to you but he knew how pissed off you were and that you would want to be alone. He knows you’re not the type to talk while you’re angry because you would say stuff you never meant and regret it, so he wanted to let you calm down until the morning and he would go see you. But before he went to bed he texted you saying sorry and that he will make it up to you.

The next morning you heard your apartment door open and close, at first you were terrified that you forgot your door unlocked but you did remember closing it, so the only person who has a key to it is Jay. You could hear him putting stuff on the counter before he appeared in your bedroom, he came in quietly making sure not to wake you up if you were sleeping.

He came in and your eyes locked but then you turned your back to him still mad at him. Jay noticed how your eyes were super red and puffy probably from crying, and that just hit him so hard for making you cry, guilt was killing him right now.

“Babe” he says quietly testing the waters, but you didn’t reply

“Baby, I’m so sorry” he tried again

“No” you said getting choked up

“I really am, I’m so sorry I didn’t show up yesterday” he said but you said nothing a sign for him to continue

“I got caught up in work” he said

“It’s always work Jay, why couldn’t you put me first just for that day”

“I swear I was going to come on the time I promised, but I was stressing over the deadline and the song that I ended up getting drunk without realizing, and then I knocked out, when I woke up it was super late, I didn’t know what was going on until I got home and saw the paper you put”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t justify what you did” you said

“I know, and I’m really sorry, I will make it up to you”

“I was really looking forward for the day” you said in a sad voice

“Me too, I swear, I was looking forward that we could finally spend the whole day together without any interruptions, I’m sorry it turned out that way” he said

“Okay” you said, when you said that he felt relieved because that was your way of saying your forgiven but I’m still mad, so Jay got closer and when you didn’t say anything or tell him to go away it was his signal that he could cuddle you.

Jay went under the covers and was being the big spoon while cuddling you. You leaned against him missing his touch, and Jay kissed your cheek, which brought a small smile to your face, happy to have Jay by your side early in the morning. “Baby” Jay said

“Hmm” you hummed

“Why aren’t you looking at me”

“Because my face and eyes are puffy, and I look ugly while your here all dressed up early in the morning” Jay chuckled at your saltines early in the morning

“Baby you always look beautiful no matter what” he said and started showering you with kisses which made you start giggling like a child.

Jay got up and took you in his arms since you are being whiny not wanting to walk to the kitchen and sat you on the stool in front on the counter.

“What are all these bags for” you asked curiously

“I got you breakfast from your favorite place” he said and started opening the bags and putting everything on the kitchen counter in front of you.

While you were eating Jay slid a small box in front of you, you looked at the box and back at him with your eyebrow raised, he nodded his head towards the box with a smile on his face telling you to open it.

And when you did, there was the most element and simple diamond necklace sitting in it that made your eyes go wide at how beautiful it was. You took it in your hands staring so lovingly at it.

“Jayyyyy, it so beautiful” you told him and threw yourself at him giving him a hug.

“Let me put it on for you” he said and took it out of your hands, you turned around so he can place it around your neck. You faced Jay with a big smile on your face.

“Thank you so much, I love it” you told him and leaned towards him to give him a kiss.

“Your welcome, I love your gift too” he said said and looked down, you looked down to see what he was staring at and then you noticed he was actually wearing the sneakers that you had gotten him. “

You were so sneaky acting like you weren’t paying attention when I was talking about them” he said

“I had too, plus I beat you to it” you said which made him chuckle.

“Thank you for everything and for being so understanding with me, even though I’m a pain the ass” Jay said, because if it was someone else who was stood up on Valentine’s Day, they would throw a huge fit about it, you just nodded not knowing how to answer that.

“But your my pain in the ass” you said.


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