battle for woman

i had this incredibly weird dream about some dracula movie in a modern setting, but with less murder. like, it started with mina murray finding a weird crate, so she drags it in and opens it, but it’s just dracula in there. she thinks he’s dead and wonders who tf would put a dead body in a crate in front of her apartment. so she’s telling her boyfriend about it, and then the sun sets, and he wakes up. naturally she’s freaking out, and dracula’s freaking out because he doesn’t know what’s going on and what year it is. and then he just? moves in with her? and becomes friends with jonathan harker? half of it was about dracula learning modern technology but half of it was dracula dealing with Emotional Pain because his last memory before being put in the crate (i think he was like…trapped in there? like in dark shadows or something?) was of his best friend (or girlfriend) (or sister) being killed. anyway @subconsious mind what the hell

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Concept art for some sort of elseworlds story based on Old Anime and Tokusatsu

Superman - Stuff like Gigantor/Tetsujin #28

Batman and Robin - Battle of the planets/Science ninja team Gatchaman

Aquaman - Ultraman

Wonder Woman - Captain Harlock

Green lantern - Space adventure Cobra

Flash - Speed Racer/Mach Go Go Go!

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Overwatch Heroes and Their Pokemon: Bastion, Symmetra, and Lúcio

Had to give these a rest for a few days so I wouldn’t burn out, but we’re back in action!

Previous Heroes:

{ Tracer, Soldier: 76, D.Va | Junkrat, Reinhardt, Widowmaker }

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Overwatch Heroes and Their Pokemon: Tracer, Soldier: 76, and D.Va

I’ve been enjoying all the hype for Overwatch lately, so I did what any sane person would do and decided to give them all Pokemon!

We’ll see how long it takes to do all of them, but I’ll try to do another set of 3 every other day. But be sure to tell me which Pokemon you think should go with which hero!

Sending Our Love


  Jensen hated that he was so far away from her, especially in a time like this. He hated being away from her period but this weekend just seemed to make it all the worse. He knew that she needed him, more than ever actually, but she insisted that he go and be with the fans. She was always so supportive of his career and what he did. After all, he met at her because of his career. She practically packed his bag for him and pushed him out the door, not taking no for an answer. She knew just how much it meant to the fans to see them in person. She wasn’t about to take that away because she wasn’t well and needed him. 

  He couldn’t take his mind off of her the entire time and he was so damn sure it showed. His heart was back in Austin with his wife and no matter how hard he tried to keep his mind off of her, he couldn’t. Jared had kept his eyes on Jensen all day, reassuring him that Y/N was okay back in Austin with Gen and the boys. Y/N was a strong girl, and both of them knew that.

  “My question is for Jared,” the fan said into the mic. Jensen turned to face her anyways, trying not to stare into the wall behind her. “If Dean were to let Sam get a dog, which dog do you think he would get?”

  Jensen felt his phone vibrate in his pocket while Jared listened to the question. He pulled it out of his jean pocket and looked at the screen to see his wife’s face on the screen, requesting to FaceTime. He couldn’t deny her the call, especially if she needed him. He nudged Jared, showing him the screen. He nodded, giving Jensen the go look. 

  He pointed his finger up at the crowd and made his way backstage, sliding the accept call button. Moments later, her face popped up on the screen. She looked tired, wearing one of his red flannel shirts, laying in what looked to be their bed back in Austin. She was still the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. “Hey sweetheart,” he smiled. “Everything okay?”

  “It is now. I missed you and I needed to hear your voice. I’m sorry if I called at an inconvenient time,” she frowned, worry etched on her face. 

  “I’m in the middle of the afternoon panel. Do you want to say hi to everyone?” he questioned. She nodded her head profusely, a smile crack upon her lips. Jensen carried the phone in his hand and flipped the screen so she could see Jared’s back and the crowd on the screen. He picked up his mic, Jared looking at him with concern.

  “So, as you may know a little while back, Jared and a very significant other of mine came up with the Always Keep Fighting campaign. Have you guys heard of it?” he asked the crowd. The room went wild and Jared began to smile, knowing exactly where this was going. “Right now, my girl is at home, fighting her own battle like the badass woman that she is. How would you guys like to send her some of the love that Jar and I both know this family has for her. I’ve got her right here with me. Hey sweetheart, there are some people that want to say something to you,” he smiled. The whole room clapped and screamed for her, chanting her name amongst wishing her the best. 

  “Jar and I love you too, baby girl. We’ll be home before you know it,” he smiled at her, blowing a kiss to her through the screen. Jensen could see the blush rise upon her cheeks and it made his heart skip a beat. 

  “I love y’all, too!”

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I’m not late, you’re just EARLY. Have some dickkory feels for dickkory week 2017, with a dash of Mar’i because I love her and DC needs to make it HAPPEN.


Dick Grayson experienced life with Kor’iandr in threes.

On his third mission as the Teen Titan’s newly appointed leader, it had been the fateful day that he had met her.

The only word at the time that entered Dick’s mind the minute he’d laid eyes on the powerful warrior woman before him, was stunning. From the shock of her thick, rich, flame red curls to the eerie glow of her bright, flashing green eyes, he’d known he stood no chance.

From the moment she’d kissed him, Richard Grayson was a dead man walking.

Their relationship from that point onwards was a roller coaster ride of tumultuous proportions. More often than not, they were passionate lovers, for how could anyone be anything less around a woman of Starfire’s caliber? However, there were three separate occasions of which they were something more than friends, but not quite a definition of romance.

Three instances where he’d broken her heart, like the menace that he felt he was, for who else but a monster could turn away a creature as lovely as her?

Yet each and every time, Kory’s kindness and forgiveness knew no bounds. She maintained their friendship, loved him thoroughly through the years, regardless if they were involved or not. Her feelings for him never changed, never waned, and he would always have a friend in her, no matter what.

They were always close, and maybe that was why it was so easy to fall back into a relationship with her. Like magnets, they were drawn to one another, unable to function without the other in their lives in some fashion. Kory was more than just a teammate and a lover; she was important to him, and no matter what, that never changed. Lovers came and went between the both of them, but to one another, they were always constant.

It should have been a sign.

Truthfully, he should have seen it coming.

“When this is all over, Dick Grayson, you’re going to marry me,” she’d informed him quite bluntly in the midst of a heated battle.

It came off sounding almost like a threat, but one made in obvious jest to help lighten the seriousness of the situation they were in. An apocalypse usually did bring out any remaining last regrets and secret wishes from the lips of those losing the war, especially in a never-ending battle with the world destroyer, Trigon.

“If you’re proposing to me, Kory, then the answer is yes,” he’d retaliated, not without a cocky grin as he took out yet another of Trigon’s goons single-handedly.

He heard her scoff in between heavy breaths while she expertly dodged attack after attack before blasting her enemies with a furious swipe of her starbolts. “Do not flatter yourself, Nightwing. On Tamaran, marriage proposals are only considered prosperous if they are met in bloodshed!”

Starfire let out a fierce battle cry as she uppercut a demon and sent them flying into the air. Richard punched another in the nose, feeling the cartilage and bones crunch beneath his knuckles. “Looks like plenty of bloodshed to me, Kory.” He wiped at the dried blood smeared under his nose, around his mouth, and along the side of his head, where it matted strands of his ochre coloured hair.

That earned him a gleeful smirk, along with a chuckle of amusement from the warrior princess, who although did appear strained, did not seem to have suffered any wounds at all. “Consider it a done deal, then, Richard. However, if you are truly worthy of being my husband, then you will need to survive this!”

Nightwing brushed his wet hair from his face, the sweat streaming down the sides of his handsome visage due to exertion. “If that isn’t one hell of a motive, I don’t know what is!” He shouted, taking on his infamous stance as he beckoned the swarm of demon spawn to come at him.

However, once Raven helped banish Trigon to another dimension yet again, and the other Titans helped eradicate the remaining vermin, Starfire and Nightwing stood still amidst the lifeless bodies of the creatures they’d slain, and breathed deeply. 

It had been a joke, hadn’t it?

Yet, when his eyes met hers, Richard Grayson knew that he was going to marry this battle worn goddess of a woman, and judging by the tug of a smile on her lovely lips, she knew it, too. With a smile so wide it hurt, he then took her hand in his, never more grateful to know that not only would he live, but that he’d spend the remainder of his days with the golden girl of his dreams.

“I believe it is a human custom for you to purchase me a ring?” She grinned, and his heart leapt at the sight of her unabashed, glowing beauty.

She was a mess; her flame-like hair askew, a tangle of vibrant curls and luscious locks. Bits of mortar and rock could be found in her tresses. Her outfit, already so revealing of her golden complexion, was torn and covered in the blood splatters of her enemies. Her face was marred with soot and ash, but still her luminescent eyes glowed, and Richard could lose himself in their green pools for the rest of his life.

Which was what he planned to do.

Together, hand in hand, they walked away from the scene of the battle, giddy and bubbling with the excitement of starting their new life together.

“I suppose this is a bad time to tell you that I am with child…?” Kory suddenly intruded, albeit sheepishly.

And that was how Richard Grayson was defeated; not by an army of demons born from hell, not by Trigon the terrible, but by the mere notion of being a father.


Dick experienced things with Kor’iandr in threes.

On the anniversary of their wedding day, three years later, which also happened to fall on their sweet daughter, Mar’i’s birthday, Kory had given him yet another surprise.

Twins,” she told him gleefully, throwing her arms around his shoulders in a staggering hug. “Can you believe it?! Oh, Richard, on Tamaran, twins are considered a true blessing! A symbol of endless love and happiness!”

She squeezed him tighter, all the while Mar’i ran around them in circles, shouting, “Twins! Twins! Twins!” He’d gotten their daughter a pastel pink balloon to celebrate her birthday, and she dashed about while it trailed behind her, trying hopelessly to keep up with the toddler. Her hair, dark like her father’s but thick and curly like her mother’s, was already well past her shoulders and down the small of her back.

Dick hugged his taller wife tightly, drowning any doubts or lingering feelings of dread with the sheer joy and love he felt for her and his daughter; his new family. He smiled into her hair, the smell of strawberry and vanilla in his nose, and gushed into her ear, “Looks like I’ll be outnumbered if one of them is a girl. Three to one, maybe two? I can’t wait, Kory. I can’t wait to meet them.”

He looked up to kiss her sweetly then, not caring for the strange stares he received from the others in the doctor’s office, as well as the disgusted face Mar’i made in response. She stuck out her tongue and shook her head. “Bleh!”

Maybe three was just their lucky number…

~FIN


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Overwatch Heroes and Their Pokemon: Mercy, Pharah, and Reaper

It was a pretty chill Sunday, so I had the time to do all these today!

PS: Mega Audino is my bb.

Previous Heroes:

{ Tracer, Soldier: 76, D.Va | Junkrat, Reinhardt, Widowmaker / Bastion, Symmetra, Lucio }

Hail the Volva! Hail the wise woman! 

The Volva was a woman who was not only wise but also a practitioner of Seidr. The Volva was a follower of Freyja , who is said to be the original practitioner of Seidr, and while some men did practice Seidr it was usually the fairer sex that did. The Volva would cast aside her normal role in society to wander far and wide giving her spiritual services in return for room and board. The Volva held immense power and respect, a lot of the time holding more power than a chieftain’s wife but in different aspects. While a chieftain’s wife would also choose to serve Freyja, her role was different than that of the Volva.

The Volva would be called for before battle and if she saw fit the army would fight, if she saw defeat the army would fight another day if possible. Weaving her magic the Volva could either doom or bless a man and army.

Women filled many roles in Norse society, from the lowest to the highest and many times in ways that were unique to women. Women held rights that were not given to women of other cultures of the time . Some took up arms and fought with men on the field of battle, a woman carried the chosen slain to the Great Halls and as such it should never be forgotten the power women hold , the power of death and the power of life, for it is not your sex that makes you great, it is your worth that makes you great.

the-zodiac-reaper  asked:

Please rate every ganon form and reincarnation on his Dilfness on a scale of 1 to 10. Bonus points for cdi and cartoon.

Thank you for the first serious question I’ve ever received for this hellsite. 

I will be ignoring Breath of the Wild for spoiler reasons. 

So Hyrule Fantasy Ganon is a pretty garish azure that destroys any discrete hook up opportunities but he’s still thick and seemingly pant-less so let’s give him a 3/10

Adventure of the Link Ganon is the definition of discrete however. Broad shoulders too. But he’s laugh is pretty grating. (And he’s still a pig, lets be real). 3/10 again. Send a face pic next time. 

A Link to the Past Ganon and Oracle of Ages and Seasons Ganon are pretty similar, but the muscle definition on Oracle Ganon is something to write home about. Both 4/10 but one is for face and the other for body-ody-ody. Choose based on if you have a preference for feet or trotters.

Ocarina of Time Ganon (or Ganondorf now) is finally humanoid so he gets some points for that but he is in serious need of some eyebrow doctoring. Also compared to future human Ganon’s, he’s definitely the dad whose like 50 but with a 25 year old body and it really doesnt work? Embrace the dadness, dude. We can all see your receding hairline, you can’t cover that shit with a forehead jewel. 6/10

Also he has the ugliest pig form like… chill the fuck out 2/10

This Ganondorf was cut from the Oracles Games but I’m including this bit of concept artwork because its the only confirmed homosexual of the lot. 7/10 for wearing your identity with pride. 

Now this is a dad. This is a literal father. You know Wind Waker Ganon is currently in the midst of a custody battle with some Gerudo woman. Also hiding under all those layers is a full dorito proportioned body. 8/10

Finally. Twilight Princess Ganondorf. 10/10. We all knew it. This is the king of dilfs. This is what the Ganondilf is. You know his thicc body goes straight up to the armour. He’s not afraid to paint his nails and braid his hair. And you know the sword ain’t compensating for nothing. 

And yknow he’s a literal animal in bed.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf continues the trend but that hair dude. You might as well be your pig form, the bed’s gonna be covered in it. 8/10

Cartoon Series Ganon is your friend’s dad who will always point out when more than one person in the room is on their phone, but doesn’t realise sitting watching the football in silence together ain’t any more social. 0/10

Wand of Gamelon Ganon is the only one with actual dialogue. Yknow he can definitely do some pretty freaking shit with those fingers too. 1/10 but 3/10 if you’re kinky. 

Day Eighty

-A woman used the phrase “I’m slower than Christmas,” with no context. I do not know what the holiday ever did to her but she had no reason to bring religion into the matter.

-I met an older woman sporting a phenomenal combination of a bowl cut and a mullet. I call this look a bullet and I will be appropriating it as my own.

-As I was ringing up a guest as the only cashier in the store, a cantankerous ol’ coot yelled at me, demanding I open up another lane. Whether he wished for me to conjure up a new cashier or to man two lanes at once, I do not understand where the urgency came from as he was next in line.

-A young, cheery couple came through my lane, purchasing $100 of towels each to redecorate their bathrooms while qualifying for a $25 off sale. The first purchase came up to exactly $99.99. The second, $99.88. The man happily made several round-trips to the washcloth display to even things out, and I would like to publicly applaud them simply for being the most polite couple in heterosexual history.

-The sweetest five year-old girl insisted upon unloading her mother’s cart and running her mother’s debit card all on her own to prove that she knew how to. Her need for a stepladder aside, she has displayed a level of independence and ambition I will never know, and I admire her for this.

-As an elderly woman came through my lane and went to unload her cart, she realized that it was entirely empty. She shrugged and said, in an utterly matter-of-fact tone, “I guess I didn’t buy anything,” and walked away without a care in the world.

-A man in his seventies told me of his plans to train his honeybees to bring him honey and deposit it in the mason jars he was purchasing. I would like to know what his strategy for training them was, but more importantly, what he had been using his bees for up until this point.

-As I rang up a woman in her mid-fifties, I found a face-down DVD amidst her items. Curious, I turned it over. It was a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey. The shame in her eyes told me all that I needed to know. I returned the DVD to its face-down position.

-The elderly guests I find myself surrounded with each day inspire me to return to flip phones, because then I could dramatically flip it open with a stern, “Go for Tom,” and also because the Internet is a platform for sin.

-A young girl forged an armored gauntlet out of fast food containers. This ingenuity and resourcefulness will bode well for her in the oncoming battles.

-A woman in her sixties became panicked as loud music began to surround her. “What is that? What is going on up here?” she demanded. Distraught, she tried to flee the scene, to escape the music, but it followed her wherever she went. I looked on, aghast, unsure if I should tell her that her phone was going off.

Monster Analysis: Raishan, The Diseased Deceiver, Part II

Thanks to @Viktormon for this art piece!

  • First Appearance: 39 Omens
  • Encounter Appearance: 83 The Deceiver’s Stand
  • Armor Class 22 (suggested 21)
  • Speed 40 ft, 80 ft flying
  • Immune to poison and poisoned
  • 3 Legendary Resistances per day
  • 4 Legendary Actions per round
  • Suggested Average, Max HP: 385, 594
  • 520 HP, 541 taken, 28 HDYWTDT by Kerrek
    • 314 taken invisible, pre-Feeblemind
    • 227 taken while Feebleminded

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Overwatch Heroes and Their Pokemon: Junkrat, Reinhardt, and Widowmaker

Sorry if these aren’t the best quality, I’ve been pretty sick all day.

Also TIL Reinhardt is taller than Mega Aggron…