anonymous asked:

okay but like... head canon about clarke and lexa waking up for the first time living together and that kind of hitting them like they are living together, they are living with the love of their lives and they get to wake up to their drooling cute gay ass every single morning like can you even.

I think about this every time I’m writing hsau and basically:

-Clarke wakes up first, for once. (Lexa’s pretty worn out from the night before)

-Lexa’s breathing is deep and even, and she’s facing Clarke. Eyes closed, lips slightly parted, the face of absolute serenity. Clarke looks down at her hands, which are slung on Clarke’s waist, possessive even in her sleep.

-Clarke wants so desperately to be quiet and let her angel sleep but she can’t help it. A laugh bubbles up inside her chest and tears form in her eyes and it’s so strange to her. She knows how she’s going to feel every morning for the rest of her life.

-Jake’s absence left this hollowed time of the morning for Clarke, where she could do nothing but think about what if’s and could have been’s and Lexa completely obliterates that cold feeling with her presence

-Lexa’s eyes flutter open when a tear from Clarke drops onto her cheek and she’s obviously very concerned. Clarke wordlessly throws her arms around her, just to feel her, to kind of seal in the feeling of elation she has.

-numb and a little shocked, Lexa whispers: “Pancakes?”

-Clarke will never feel alone again.

Chamber of Secrets - Part 2

Originally posted by gamora

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (eventually)

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: I’m literally in tears of joy seeing the response from the first part, I never thought so many people would read it, let alone enjoy it! Ah, you guys make me so happy, I love you guys so much it’s insane! 

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Part 1 of a little oneshot I had planned for Halloween, but didn’t finish it in time so… here it is! 

After seeing so many people look at my previous post I was absolutely amazed by the attention it got! Thank you! ;-; 

But at the same time, I felt really guilty for hitting you in the feels like a truck. I’m sorry! I honestly didn’t expect such a reaction and I actually teared up a bit while drawing it. D:

So here’s some fluff to hopefully heal some of the wounds I inflicted onto you lovely people! Again! I’m so sorry! Forgive meeeeeee! 

Giving In and the CDO PART 2

         Anti pushed away from ‘Dark’ and the beating heart felt to the ground. “Stop this!!!” He fell to his knees, covering his eyes, shaking his head. “This isn’t real- I’m better than this!” He uncovered his eyes and looked up- Dark and the corpse were gone. What lay before him was Jack, neck still gushing blood, body twitching. Jack tried to speak, but could not.

         “J-Jack! Jack, I’m sorry!” Anti pleaded, crawling to his broken body. Tears poured from his eyes, “I’m so so sorry! I tried…” He began to hysterically sob, still on his knees, bent over Jack and pressing his face on Jack’s chest. “I tried to be human…I’ve c-caused you nothing but p-pain…”

         A slow, sinister chuckle came from behind him. “You pretty little fool…” Anti turned around; ‘Dark’ stood behind him, cracking his knuckles. “You never wanted to be human.” He stepped closer to the distraught Anti, grinning from ear to ear. “Remember the first time you broke out? How fun it was to cause such chaos?” He knelt down to face Anti, tenderly holding the sides of Anti’s head. “Being free wasn’t the fun part. Torturing Jack with endless nightmares- the mischief you brought…that was what you were born to do.” He leaned in even closer, right to Anti’s ear and whispered, “And you need to feed.”

         All the color left Jack’s eyes.


“Marzia hey…it’s Sean. Jack.” Jack nervously laughed; somehow, the fact that this ‘CDO’ existed and the fact that Marzia, Felix’s girlfriend was some Lieutenant General were much more shocking than the fact that Anti and Dark existed. “Mark’s here, too.”

         “Hey, Marzia.” Mark greeted, instinctively waving at the phone, fully aware she couldn’t see them, but some habits are hard to break.

         “JACK, MARK, oh my GOD! Is everything alright?!” Marzia gasped. “The moderator said it was a medical issue- have you been attacked?!”

         The both of them had so many questions- how did Marzia of all people get into an organization like this?! “No, we’re fine, but a friend of ours is a demon and he’s really sick. Is there any way you can help?”

         “I’m not the best medical expert but I can try! How quick can you get here?”

         Dark lifted Anti from his bed/couch and let Anti’s arms drape over his shoulders, holding him by his legs. He walked over to Jack and touched his head. “Touch Mark.”

         “Oh, uh, yeah.” Jack stuttered, grabbing Mark’s knee. “We’ll be there shortly, Marzia.”


         Flames erupted from the floor of Marzia’s home office, leaving Dark, Anti (still on his shoulders), Jack, and Mark behind them. Marzia shrieked and leaned backwards in shock, falling out of her office chair. She quickly stood up and slightly adjusted her hair. “You DID get here quick!”

         “You. Help us.” Dark growled.

         “H-hey, Marzia, it’s good to see you!” Jack beamed, “Sorry, Dark’s not normally this ru—okay, he is, but I’m still apologizing on his behalf.”

         Mark waved. “So you might be a little shocked right now.”

         Marzia laughed, approaching Dark. “A little bit- here, let’s go to the living room. Mark look-a-like, you can set the Jack look-a-like on the couch.” She walked past the boys, opening the door and gesturing for them to head to the living room, and they did.

         There, they saw Felix on the computer, sipping from a cup of coffee. “Marzia, hey, do you smell something burning,” Felix asked, not looking away from his work. He looked away, to Marzia, and smiled, then noticed his four new visitors. “JAVLA-helvete?!”

         Dark walked to the couch, glaring down at Felix. “Move.”

         Felix closed his laptop and jumped up. “Well, you could have asked nicely.”

         Dark laid Anti down on the couch, making sure his head was elevated.  

         Felix looked to Jack and Mark. “Guys, what the fuck are you doing here- what is going on?”

         “Good to see you, Felix.” Mark chuckled.

         “Sorry about all this. We looked online what to do about a sick demon, got on some sort of ‘CDO’ chat thing and the person we spoke to gave us Marzia’s number and…now we’re here.” Jack clarified.

         “Quit chit chatting and find a way to get Anti’s fever down.” Dark ordered, holding tight onto Anti’s hand.

         Marzia ran to the couch and knelt down, lifting Anti’s eyelids, then checked his pulse. “I’m sorry you won’t be getting much help from us- all our medical field agents are out right now.”

         “Don’t apologize,” Jack said, “we’re grateful you’re helping us out.”

         “So when did you two befriend a couple of Moribus demons?” Felix asked, crossing his arms. “These two look almost identical to both of you. Are they shape shifters or were they created from you?”

         “How did you and Marzia find all this shit out?!” Mark instigated, “What is all this CDO stuff? What the heck is a Moribus demon?”

         “Marzia, if you don’t mind, I’ll take Mark and Jack into the kitchen and explain a few things to them.”

         Marzia looked up from her patient and nodded. “If you get back and I’m not here I’m just grabbing some herbs for our friend.

         Felix led Mark and Jack into the kitchen and sat atop the counter. “Can I get you guys anything to drink?” They shook their heads no and leaned against the kitchen table in front of Felix. “Well, okay, where to start…I guess with Marzia. She’s been part of all this since she was 14. See, the CDO is an organization of scholars and what not- like, a society of humans and the supernatural that live to learn and prosper peacefully. Marzia is the Lieutenant General of the UK, meaning she helps pass laws in our society and kind of organizes other leaders and…it is a LOT to explain- are you two really friends with two Moribus demons and know so little?”

         “If Dark and Anti know anything about all this, then they haven’t told us.” Jack explained.

         “Wait? Dark, like Darkiplier? Anti, like Antisepticeye? Like the fan creations?” Felix questioned.

         “Huh.” Mark let out a single chuckle. “That never really clicked.”

         “What’s a Moribus demon?”

         “There’s not many notes I have on them. What I’ve gotten from my research and other field researchers is that, when a person is so good natured and pure, the evil in their soul ends up manifesting. We don’t have that much information on them because usually they take the form of monstrous creatures, or have more animal-like forms. Very, very few take the form of the soul they were born from. Anti and Dark, you said?” They nodded. “They look like your twins- that’s how I figured they might be Moribus demons.”

         “This is all just…a lot to take in. I mean, Lieutenant Generals, field researchers; there’s a whole world we’ve never even heard of.” Jack run his fingers through his hair, “We were just now gettin’ used to the fact that Anti and Dark even exist.”

         “It was a lot for me at first, too.” Felix laughed, “But welcome to the world of the supernatural. You know, if you’d like, you can become active members of the CDO. Field researchers, Captains, Majors, Medical Experts; there’s plenty of office like positions as well.”

         Jack and Mark looked at each other, wide eyed; Jack looked back to Felix, “Lets uh…let’s let all this soak in first.”

         “Fair enough.” Felix grinned.

         “How many people have you roped into this, Felix?” Mark laughed, not really expecting an answer. “You have a way with words.”

         “Well, Dan and Phil have recently become field agents. Ken’s been the Captain of the Mississippi branch and Lieutenant General of the South Eastern United States for a good, long, while.”

         Jack and Mark were in shock. Mouths agape, they both simultaneously said, “You’re joking, right?”

         Back in the living room, Marzia examined Anti, occasionally writing a few things down in a notebook. Dark kept his gaze on Anti, refusing to look away. Marzia smiled, “You really care about him, don’t you?”

         Dark glanced at Marzia, just for a moment, but returned his gaze to Anti’s pale face, peppered with beads of sweat. “Have you figured out what’s wrong?”

         “He’s going to be just fine.” Marzia pat Dark’s arm, then flitted through her notes. “The screaming you talked about has died down, so that’s good. I think the fever might have been causing some nightmares. It’s just a theory, but I think he hasn’t been using any of his demonic energy. Like, at all. Is that right?”

         Eyes still on Anti, Dark said, “No he…he doesn’t at all. He wants to try and be as human as possible.”

         “I’ll be right back.” Marzia left to another room for about five minutes, then returned with a mortar and pestle and a glass of water. She took the contents of the mortar and pestle and poured them into the glass, then swished the glass around, mixing the drink. “Would you lift his head up for me, please?”

         Dark lifted Anti’s head from the couch, and Anti groaned in pain. Marzia carefully opened his mouth and poured the mixture into his mouth, slowly, bit by bit. Dark laid Anti’s head back down and wiped a bit of the mixture from his lips with his fingertips.

         “That should help with the fever.” Mariza sighed, “He’s hiding from all his demonic urges?”

         Dark scoffed. “Can you blame him?”

         Marzia raised her brow, “Do you not like being a demon, either?”

         “That’s the problem, lady.” Dark turned to face Marzia, holding onto Anti’s hand. “I’ve accepted my life and I love every bit of it. Now…even more so…that I’ve met Anti. But I don’t want that life for him. He’s wanted things to be normal.”

         “I want that for him, too. And I can’t wait to properly meet him. I bet he’s an upstanding guy…but he’s going to have to face the fact that his normal isn’t the same as, say, Jack’s normal. I’m guessing that’s what he’s been pinning for?” Marzia face was painted with sympathy, but she kept her smile.

         Dark looked away. “Doesn’t that scare you? How can you condone a demon hunting and killing and causing chaos?”

         “What? I don’t. Anti just needs to expel his demonic energy- through sparing and magic.”

         “That’s it?”

         “That’s it. This sickness is his body shutting down temporarily; kind of like a fail safe so that he DOESN’T go berserk or anything.” Marzia stood and dusted off her pants. She extended her hand to Dark and helped him stand. “He needs a day or two to rest and he’ll be just fine. He should wake up in an hour or two. I’ll give you a couple of demon medical guides- you should find some useful stuff, too. Demon physiology is much different than a human’s.”

         “There’s…a lot more like us, aren’t there?” Dark asked, looking back to Anti.

         “Yes and no. There aren’t nearly as many sentient demons as you would think but there are plenty of other sentient supernatural beings. Fae, vampir, lycan, herba hominem- oh the list goes on.”

         Felix, Mark, and Jack walked back to the living room from the kitchen, continuing a conversation- they had been catching up as well as learning about the CDO; Felix moved the conversation to more casual subject to ease the load of information dumped on them.

         “Hey,” Jack began, “how’s Anti?”

         “He’s going to be just fine!” Marzia beamed. I’ve got some paper work for you guys to fill and some books for you guys to have- I’ll also give you our CDO work numbers and keep you filled in on all sorts of stuff!”

         “My brain hurts- like, I can feel it seeping out my ears.” Mark laughed, rubbing his temples.

         “Again, you’ll get used to it.” Felix pat Mark hard on the back.

         Dark picked up Anti from the couch, bridal style, and turned to the boys. “I’ll take Mark home, then you Jack, then I’ll take Anti back to his apartment. Thank you, uh…”

         Marzia proudly saluted, “Lieutenant General Marzia Bisognin of the Clericus Daemon Ordinem, UK branch!”



         Dark appeared in Anti’s apartment moments after returning Jack and Mark to their homes, still holding Anti. Strapped to his back was a leather back pack Marzia let him borrow (he was probably just going to keep it), filled with documents and books on creatures of the supernatural, medical books, and pamphlets on the CDO. He laid Anti down on his couch/bed and covered him up with his flannel blanket. He moved the hair from his eyes; though he had stopped profusely sweating, his hair was still matted down with sweat.

         Dark sat beside him, rubbing his back. “…stop doing this to me.” Dark’s voiced cracked and his hand shook. “I can’t lose you.”

         Anti’s eyes flittered open. He jolted up, clutching on to Dark’s shirt. “J-Jack! Where’s-“ Anti coughed, clutching his chest. Dark pulled Anti close to him, embracing him, burring his head in Anti’s shoulders. “Dark?”

         “It was just a nightmare, Anti. They’re just nightmares. Everything’s fine.”

         Anti blinked and his eyes darted around his apartment. This. This was Dark. This was the Dark he cared about- even if he was acting strange. The Dark he had encountered was a nightmare and the real one was here, holding him tight…it wasn’t like him at all, but Anti knew for sure it was him. Anti put his arms around Dark in return.  “Dark, I’m alright. What’s gotten into you?”

         “We…we have a lot to talk about.”


TA DAAAA! This is a proper-ish introduction to the CDO! We learn a little more about demons and the supernatural and how some of our favorite YouTubers play into the scholarly organization of supernatural knowledge and government. I kept a lot of it vague…mostly because I’m still trying to figure it all out myself, haha! But, if you’d like, I could post a few things I have so far about the CDO. And I fully encourage you to take off with it and have fun!!! Make some original characters, or write with established ones; throw YOUR favorite YouTubers into the mix! Use the CDO to your advantage- or, hell, come up with your own cannon! More Anti/Dark stuff to come, maybe a little less about the CDO (mostly because their relationship wasn’t really explored as much as it has been and other installments). Thanks so much for taking the time to read this and I hope you enjoy!!! 

anonymous asked:

Top 5 mama moments

These are just some of my personal favorites~ I’m very girl group biased though (especially for Twice and Gfriend) if you couldn’t tell XD

1. Twice winning Song of the Year (I’m still crying tears of joy with them T.T They were the 1st girl group to win this daesang in four years! I’m so glad they’re being recognized! Cheer Up was legendary and still Twice is always incredibly always humble <3)

2. Gfriend’s acceptance speech for Best Dance Performance (Especially Eunha’s part because I’m a Sana when it comes to her. Actually, I’d be douche bag SinB, too. Anyways, these girls definitely deserve the award after everything they have to go through for their amazing dances!)

3.  Twice winning Best Female Group (Twice really was the girl group that shined the most in many different aspects this year *in my humble bias af opinion but it’s still fact based*. Their win truly shows how amazing and influential they are as a group even just one year after debut <3)

4. Twice giving out the Best New Female Group Award to I.O.I (Two of my favorite groups together on stage which was what we all thought that “collab stage” was supposed to be >.>… And they’re just both really cute, okay? XD)

5. Twice’s TT performance (the outfits are really cute and Twice is even cuter ^^)

Someone is defending Frozen’s shit design choices right in front of me and it’s like wow do I need to rip someone a new fucking asshole.

I’m gonna write a thesis on why this movie was shit and tear it part bit by bit one day I swear to fuck.

BTS MAMA Stage Reaction:

Jhope’s intro!!!

Jimin’s MJ spins and angelic voice ^^

JiHope duet again!!!!!! ~3 years later~

Idk why, but Blood, Sweat, and Tears just seemed more epic today lol

Suga in red should not be legal, but even if that was so keep breaking the law babe <3

RapMon’s swag…Need I say more

The cameraman kept flashing us butts and crotches the whole performance )._.) They meant to kill us this night

SEOKJIN on his one part during BST!! You better show ‘em! 

Me when I realized that was only half the performance:

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Was it wrong for me to laugh at the seductive TaeJin moment? Sorry, I did lol

Why am I not surprised at their 50 million back-up dancers?

That tribal bass in Fire did me in before the boys even started.

Jackson, their official hype man, already knew it was about to be LIT!

I’m too busy dancing at this point.

LOL they are so tired! BTS done shook themselves!

V is having too much fun!!! Invite me to the next party he’s at XD

Sorry yall but MY BABE FRONT AND CENTER AT THE DANCE BREAK!!! Hoseok Better Get It!!!!!!

Yall killed it ;P

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Hey I saw this new submission how you should tear down your opressor and all that jazz and just wanted to give a quick heads up that "übermensch" is used by nazi's to describe the aryan race. they kinda stole it and I know sometimes other people use it without anti-sermitian thoughts but could you maybe tag it with a warning or something? that would be cool but I understand if you don't want to.


Breath of the Wild: Life in the Ruins Analysis

Analysis and theories I can draw from the Breath of the Wild trailer incoming.

The trailer starts with the Shiekah eye. The tear forms the wilds of Hyrule that have overtaken the landscape while a sad melody begins. This game’s going all in on the tragedy angle and that’s really interesting to me. The abrupt cuts also make me think it’s a part of a larger video. Maybe even the intro to the game.

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Stranger Things appreciation week // day six » favorite scene

El are you okay? 

sorry but ratatouille’s ending is such a perfect ending. i gotta be honest: even with movies i adore, the ending doesn’t tend to be my favorite part, even when they are good. i’m usually all for the middle, the journey, the action. 

but this fucking ending is an exception. just put it on and i’ll tear up over that brilliant representation of how just one little thing (such as a simple bite of simple food) can bring back the most nostalgic childhood memories full force, in an instant. that great speech by ego, where he finally understands what gusteau really meant when he said that anyone can cook. that cozy little restaurant they end up opening. that beautiful, soothing song in french. ego, no longer a respected critic but clearly much happier, walking into the restaurant knowing the truth and asking remy, ‘surprise me!’, just. it’s so good. i love it.

I haven’t cried at a show in a long time, but a spies goodbye sent the tears streaming down my cheek. A parting shot was meaningful and emotional and I loved it so much

Jemma, crying her dear little eyes out, hidden behind a smile for her friends

Fitz, his little nod letting his friends know it’ll all be okay.

Daisy, who just lost a sister and a friend.

May, looking like she still needs to say sorry to her friend.

Coulson, so proud of his friends overwhelming strength and bravery.

Mack, who lost his two best friends and has to say goodbye

Bobbi, still smiling as her friends say goodbye the tears rolling down her cheek.

Hunter, looking so surprised that his friends even care.

Because that’s what they are, friends, not just a team but friends. Saying goodbye in the only way they can; with a parting shot.

What do you think about when you hear the word sex?

For most, I bet it’s the moaning.
The golden lining of waists and hips being mined for the first time.

For some, it might be the kissing.
Their lips softer than the nights before.
Their lips rougher than the nails gripped into your back like #2 pencils finding comfort in old manual sharpeners versus new electronic ones. You have to work for it, right?

Some soft, some rough.
Some sweet good morning,
some angry after an argument.
Some with laughter,
some after tears.

The sweating that gives you the thought
“is this mine or is it hers?”

What is the best part about sex?

I bet most would say, the orgasm.

It is not.

Far from it.

I.) The build up, the foreplay, & the tension.

The selfish and selfless teasing.
The lowkey this is exciting smile.
The faces losing control
of all expression.
The bodies soft movements
between hands
gently moving to
where it doesn’t belong
to where you want them.

II.) The aftermath, the cuddle & the nap.

The wave of euphoric desires
long passed and you’ll sleep
as teaspoons and sugar cubes.
Simmering in a new cup of tea;
warm and added milk.
Your relaxed bodies stirring
the feelings of home, safety
and your favorite song,
your bodies at rest
and them in your arms;
all mixed into a warm
cup of tea composed of
wet bedsheets and
not knowing whose
arm is whose and
whose leg was hanging
off the bed because
it was way too hot
and sweaty under
the blanket.

You see, the act of sex.
The in between.
The hair grabbing.
The scratched backs.
The chest needing attention.
The necks because we’re vampires.
The hands not knowing where to feel next.
The tug of war motion.
The cramps from running marathons
while laying down.
The sweat from jogging a bridge in the middle of winter because the fan is on, but it sure feels like summer even if your windows are open and the rain covers the sounds of passion.
The sweat is confusion and peace finding a home on top of your skin.
The giggles because they made a cute mistake and it’s one you could live with.
It’s one that was needed from your long day.
The tears if you’re a first timer.
The warmth of how bodies join together;
your body’s way of holding hands.
Your innocence shaking hands and hugging sin for minutes and lasting up to four hours for some; or the whole day.
However your drive goes.
It’s different for everyone,
women to men,
women to women,
& men to men.
It matters not.

The middle part is not the best.
It is a blur. It is the bottle not the liquor.
It is the pill and not the chemicals inside.
It is the lamp and not the light provided.
It is the candle and not the scent given off.
It is the blue line of college rule paper,
but not the words written by a writer.
It is crucial, but it is also
the part where most get lost in.
I know I did.

Have you?

They call it lust.

The misplacement of trust
and the lack of communication.

The longing for skin
more than that person’s heart.

It’s more than reaching down their pants
or failing to unhook her bra
because you could never wrap
your head around the mechanics
of such a wonderful invention.

I know some men might read this
and go; god, this guy is soft.

Aight, go ask her right now. Go.
Ask her to name the best part.

It wasn’t how your tongue
could spell the alphabet
backwards, okay that’s
pretty dope,
but she’ll always
put foreplay and
cuddling above it.

Well, unless she’s a freak,
but I’m sure they love
the embracing parts too.

Who doesn’t want to feel safe
after being that open?
That vulnerable?
That honest?

To truly share yourself with someone
from heart, mind, soul and body;

If you can make them feel safe afterwards,
the orgasms will only be a minor detail

to this perfect painting they call making love.

I promise.

—  Sex, cuddling and never unhooking bras, correctly.
// k.c.