but of course i love the older one more


I am trying my best to continue my parents’ legacy of encouragement and positivity. Every day is still filled with baby steps, of course, but the older I get the more it becomes clear that a positive mind-set is a choice. There are the obvious things one can do, like supporting charities and good causes, but I am constantly trying to discover everyday ways of seeing the good in people and encouraging others to do the same.

happy birthday, jennifer marie morrison! (april 12, 1979)


Requested: no.

Warnings: none.

This is really different but I really like it. I’m proud of this one. Hope you enjoy it.

Originally posted by dreamilygloriousarcade

Would you believe me, if I said I went To the same church as Justin Bieber? I doubt it. People never did. But then again, who would?

But I do. And I have for a while now.

It’s not like we’ve talked or anything. In fact, I don’t think Justin even knows my name, but I still see him every week. So much that seeing him around isn’t even a shock anymore.

To me, he’s now just a normal person, attending church on a Sunday - who goes upon there normal day just like any one else would.

The church I attended was a private one. Very closed off and self kept. It was no wonder Justin came along.

At first, he would come along with his family. Sometimes alone. Basically just came to say grace, attend mass then leave. And it was like that for around a year, before I noticed someone else.

A girl who’s name I learnt to be Y/N. She was sweet from what I had seen. A religious girl who had good intentions. It surprised me to see her considering we usually don’t get a lot of new faces here.

She was friendly to everyone - including Justin. They looked like a couple of old friends who had grown up together and I actually think that’s what they were.

From what I had heard from my mother they have been best friends since as long as they could remember. And apparently Y/N’s normal Church closed down, so Justin invited her to join him at ours until she found a new parish.

But What was supposed to be a one time thing turned into a series of repetitive events, and after a month, she was considered a member of the church.

I honestly didn’t mind. It wasn’t like she was bothering me or anything and she was rather friendly. I liked her.

Months had passed and everyone in the church had begun to see a change in attitude around the two. It was as if they both a had a secret they were too afraid to tell each other but otherwise tried to act as if it wasn’t there.

But everyone else in the church had noticed. I remember my mother talking to Mrs smith one weekend after church about the two - they were saying how they ‘had seen this coming since the day Justin brought her to the church.’ Whatever that meant.

What did they see coming?

It wasn’t until weeks later I realised what they were talking about. One week at mass I watched them intensely, there was something about them that was just so interesting.

I may have been sitting a few seats behind them, but it was impossible to miss the way they were looking at each other when the other wasn’t. The love in there eyes.

That’s when I knew that they both had feelings for each other, they were just too afraid to admit it.

Time went by and nothing had changed. The problem about our church though is the church mothers love to gossip, and the kids love there media.

Apparently, some of the teen girls had seen on tmz some rumours that the two were dating, and they must have passed that message to there parents because it wasn’t long before the whole church was talking about it.

I didn’t believe it. I never believed anything the church mothers talked about. They’re always full of crap. But it came as a surprise the next Sunday when justin and Y/N walked in, smiling at each other with so much love, hand in hand.

Honestly, I was glad. It was about time. If I’m being honest, I think they looked cute together.

They were touchy throughout mass. Rubbing each other backs, winding their fingers through each other’s and even giving each other short, small pecks throughout.

It was honestly adorable.

And of course the church talked. No one in this place can keep there mouths shut but I didn’t mind talking about them. They were fascinating to me. And no one was saying anything bad.

A couple months had gone by and nothing had changed. They still had the same amount of love and passion in there eyes for each other. Sometimes they would show up looking a little pissed and avoided each other, but the next week they’d come back as if nothing had happened.

Just like a normal couple.

Justin continued making music and I even heard that Y/N got into modelling. Good for her, she had the body for it.

But that got the church talking once again. I think the girls were jealous honestly since from then on out people began throwing crap Y/N’s way. But after a while it passed.

Years had gone by and i think they were around 23 now. I know because Justin was exactly 6 years older then me. And I had just turned 17.

They still attended church, still sat in the same seats and shared the same love but one thing was different. Not only did they seem a lot more happy, but something in particular seemed to stand out.

Of course, this had the Parrish gossiping like crazy. Especially once they caught the size of the 27 carat diamond engagement ring wrapped around Y/N’s slender finger.

From that day on, the church began looking at her differently which was really uncalled for and rude. She had done nothing wrong and minded her own business - not disturbing anyone. But the Parrish saw her as spoiled and a gold digger.

Which didn’t make sense. It wasn’t like she askedfor the ring. It was Justin’s idea to propose. And they were a beautiful couple. Not just by looks but by personality as well.

Yet the couple went unphased. And a couple months later they both sported another ring each. Both just a simple wedding band.

Of course I didn’t attend the wedding personally but I heard they got married in the Parrish church. And the photos that flooded the internet only proved that theory.

Everything about the two was perfect. And they continued to attend mass together like a normal couple would.

All until a few weeks later. When Y/N walked in looking tired and saddened. Alone.

No Justin. And it was like that for a little while. She was alone.

I couldn’t believe it and apparently neither could the Parrish. They talked like crazy, some saying that they saw it coming and knew they wouldn’t last but others in as much shock as I was.

I couldn’t believe that they had broke up. They were so happy. I just couldnt figure out what went wrong.

But if you think that was a surprise, then you had to see how much more surprised we were to realise a couple months later, that Y/N’s stomach had grown.

No not fat. But Baby weight.

She was pregnant.

I couldn’t believe it. I felt so sympathetic for Justin. And the church couldn’t either. The news and rumours spread so fast after that and I even remember the day I heard it.

It was from Mrs Banks, the young housewife with the twin girls. Her daughters where bitches.but I remember my mother talking to her, and the way the news slipped Mrs banks lips, as if she was talking about a convict in prison. So much disgust.

‘She cheated on him.’

She said.

'she got pregnant with the other mans baby and poor Justin couldn’t take the heartbreak - left the sorry women just like she deserved.’

I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe such a sweet women could do such a terrible thing. Or maybe she wasn’t as sweet as i thought.

I avoided her for a long while after that. She tried being friendly, tried to say hello or throw a smile at me but I kept my distance. I was surprised father Gabriel hadn’t kicked her out.

A few more weeks went by, her stomach grew and so did the gossip and rumours. But suddenly, a month or two later, something happened. Something so small, yet it caused the whole church to shut there mouths.

Justin showed up one day. Not alone. Not with family. But with Y/N. Smiling.

He was walking behind her, with one hand on her swelling stomach and the other clutching her hand which also rest on her stomach. He guided her down the isle and into there usual seats, cuddling next to her.

Like nothing had happened.

Every pair of eyes where on them. Even father Gabriel’s.

Everyone was confused. Why had Justin gotten back with her? After what she did. I would never have forgiven her.

But it wasn’t long for word to get around. The truth. A girl who was a fan of Justin had actually asked him.

I don’t know how. I would have been so embarrassed. Thats such an invasion of privacy, yet she did it and I’m honestly glad she did.

Y/N never cheated. And the baby was Justin’s! The reason she showed up alone was because Justin had been on tour and everyone had overreacted.

I told you the woman were full of crap.

Anyways, months passed and Y/N’s stomach continued to grow. Swelling with life and beauty. Justin and herself looked so happy. And every time they walked in, I couldn’t help but notice how Justin clutched her stomach. It was so beautiful.

Everything was normal until one day, they both just stopped showing up.

It disappointed me. I really enjoyed watching the two from a distance, examining there lives. I wondered where they went. And hoped they would come back to the Parrish.

But they didn’t. Not the next week, or the week after that. Not even the week after that. They were both MIA.

I was convinced they had found a new Parrish. One with less crap and gossip. I wouldn’t blame them.

But that wasn’t the case, and we all found that out when they finally one Sunday, showed up again. This time, Y/N was not pregnant.

And Justin seemed a lot happier. So did Y/N but she also seemed tired. Not sad though. It was like a happy tired.

It was pretty obvious what had happened but I was still shocked when Justin’s body came into full view.

In his hands, he held a beautiful baby girl, dressed in a pink dress with a white flower band on her hair.

The girl was stunning. She had a full head of hair which was obviously inherited from her mothers thick dark brown hair, but was a dirty blonde like her father. Long thick eyelashes supported her eyes and a cute button nose sat on her face.

She was really small. But I think she was actually premature by a couple of weeks. So it made sense that the two weren’t at church for the last few weeks. They were busy looking after there new born baby girl.

And although Y/N brought a pram along with her, Justin didn’t put his little girl down. It was obvious he was proud of his little beauty. I would be too. She was really cute.

And well behaved. I hadn’t heard her cry all mass. There was a few times when the baby girl would stir, become a little restless but all Justin would need to do was say “shh it’s alright” and she would settle.

It truly was adorable.

And it wasn’t until Justin wrapped his arm around his wife, as Y/N placed a hand on her daughters leg and another around Justin’s torso that I truly realised.

This family was unbreakable.

todoloquetecaemal-deactivated20  asked:

i'm thinking on working on a fanfiction. it's focused on the harry potter world, and even though i want to make the characters seem noticeable different and grown as people, i still want to have it make sense and stay true to the story, since it happens right after the books end. any advice? thank you, love!

Thanks for your question, darling!  This is a really interesting topic to discuss, since so many fanfic writers try their hand at the aged-up AU without really thinking about what that entails.  No one really talks about it, so of course, we all go at it blindly.  But I have a few thoughts that might help :)

Writing Aged-Up Characters

I’d like to note first that this post applies best to characters aged up from 1-15 years older than their current age.  Once you start aging characters from 20 to 50 years old, the process becomes much more complicated – especially considering the life experiences in that time frame, like marriage/divorce, children, career changes, retirement, health changes, etc.  This is also a process that mainly involves list-making, so if you like lists, then you’re gonna love this (+ any of my ideas tbh I’m such a list whore).  Anyway

Step 1: List the Character’s Traits

You were warned.  The first step to aging a character properly is to take inventory of who they are now – their negative and positive traits alike.  How extensive you choose to be is really up to you.  You can list all their major traits, their preferences and fears, down to their quirks and sense of humor.  Or you can just stick to their major traits (which is what I’ll be doing for the example list).  From experience, though, I recommend you be as in-depth as possible.

To give an example, I’ll create the character Kara Roberts:

Kara Roberts

• Daydreamer
• Patient
• Loves big dogs
• Bad relationship with family
• Strong physique
• Intelligent
• Loving
• Has a crush on her English professor
• Believes in “do unto others”

Step 2: Separate “Developed” and “Undeveloped” Traits

So now that you’ve got your list, the next steps are to help you decide which traits to keep, which to change, and which to remove completely.  The first step to organizing your traits is deciding which are developed, and which are not.  Which traits have potential to naturally improve/escalate, while others are at their complete state?  In Kara’s example:


• Daydreamer
• Patient
• Loving 
• Loves big dogs
• Intelligent
• Strong physique
• Believes in “do unto others”


• Bad relationship with family
• Has a crush on her English professor

The process may not have been clear, so let me explain.  Traits like patience, loving dogs, intelligence, and morals don’t have anywhere to go from their current point – all you can become is more patient, more intelligent, or more entrenched in your beliefs.  Unless an external incident takes place, they don’t naturally change.

But a crush on a professor can escalate without external change – it can become an obsession, or an obstacle to education.  Or it could just fade with time.  A bad relationship with family can become worse with time apart, or better as time heals wounds.  Unless something situationally changes, these are the only two traits that are mutable with time.

So once you’ve identified undeveloped traits, decide how time develops them.  Leave the developed traits alone for now (we’ll deal with them later) and just consider how their current situations resolve over however many years your character ages.  Put that aside for later.

Step 3: Separate “Innate” and “Acquired” Traits

So we have a new list, minus the two underdeveloped traits, but it’s not our final list.  Next, we separate the character’s traits into those which are innate – those which our characters are born with – and those which are acquired.  In our example:


• Daydreamer
• Patient
• Loving
• Intelligent


• Strong physique
• Loves big dogs
• Believes in “do unto others”

This is simple enough to distinguish.  Kara wasn’t born with a strong body – she was born a tiny, squishy baby.  She wasn’t born loving animals, but she learned to love them due to her experiences.  She also wasn’t born with the ideology of treating others how she’d like to be treated, because babies don’t do that.  These are all consequences of how she was raised.

So what do we do with this second list?  Reduce some of the acquired traits according to the character’s experiences.  Kara can keep on loving animals; in fact, she could work at an animal shelter and wind up loving them more.  But if she’s sitting all day in an animal shelter, her strong physique may start to go with time – or if she gets pregnant, or if she starts stress-eating – or even if she becomes an Olympic athlete, her physique would change.  And her “do unto others” belief can easily fade if life starts to hit her hard.  In fact, it’s more likely that her innocence/idealism would take a hit, as she leaves college and enters the competitive job-hunting world.

Step 4: Separate “Rational” and “Irrational” Traits

Now we’ve got an even narrower list, but we’re still not done.  Now you’re going to take the list of developed, innate traits and split it one more time: into rational and irrational traits.  Rational traits include matters of the mind, while irrational traits are based on decisions, feelings, or matters of the heart.  This finalizes the list:


• Daydreamer
• Intelligent


• Patient
• Loving 

Kara daydreams because that’s how her brain wanders.  She’s intelligent because it’s something she was born to have.  But patience is a matter of the heart – you’re born with a certain amount of patience, but you choose to continue being patient.  You can be born a loving child, but you choose to act in that love.  Patience and love are matters of the heart – they’re not just how the brain works.

So you have a third list, and these are the traits you don’t have to just develop or reduce.  Irrational traits are subject to change.  Kara may have been patient and loving in college, but in fifteen years, she doesn’t have to be that way anymore.  Life can change her – normal experiences can change her.  Some of these changes don’t even require an explanation, because life… just does that sometimes.

Step 5: Finalize Your Character’s New Traits

So you have three kinds of traits which you can develop, reduce, or change – but you shouldn’t do this to too many traits, or the character can become unrecognizable.  If we took all our options and made Kara a selfish, unhealthy, impatient person who’s in great standing with her family and stalks her English professor… she just wouldn’t be Kara anymore.  But instead:

Maintained Traits

• Daydreamer
• Loves big dogs
• Strong physique
• Intelligent
• Loving
• Bad relationship with family

Changed Traits

• Patient
• Has a crush on her English professor
• Believes in “do unto others”

So Kara’s still got her charm; she’s strong, smart, and loving… and she’s gotten over her English professor.  But her relationship with her family is still bad, and as time progresses, this wears on her patience.  As her patience diminishes, she stops waiting for things to work out in her favor – so she starts to cut in front of people, abandoning the “do unto others” ideology.

She would probably behave the same with friends, although she’d be less patient during arguments – and she wouldn’t put their needs above her own.  In a business environment, she’d probably be more successful on the career ladder – but in customer service, her impatience would prove a fatal flaw.

So she’s changed, but not completely.  We can see linearly how she’s changed and why, so we believe what we see.  And that’s what makes the whole list process worth it!  You can see exactly what to change and why, without messing with anything else.

Anyway, that’s my method of aging characters.  I hope this helps you to age up the Harry Potter characters – I personally love seeing different takes on mature HP characters, so I’ll be looking out for your fic if you ever choose to publish it!

If you have any more questions, my inbox is always open :)  Good luck!

If you need advice on general writing or fanfiction, you should maybe ask me!

the-last-alicorn  asked:

Here's a question: Top Ten Toku Mechas?

This may come as a surprise to my followers but one of my least favorite aspects of Super Sentai is the mecha.  Of course, that’s like saying my least favorite part of cheesecake is the crust.  I still love it but it’s not cheese or cake so it comes a distant third on the love scale.

That said, I do love me some mecha!  I used to build Gunpla kits on a regular basis and watched so much mecha anime it’s what I became known for before I let my toku fan flag fly higher than my Zeon one (and yes, I had a Zeon flag before I sold it to someone even more passionate about it than I was.)

So, I have watched a lot of mecha related stuff.  I adore the early work of Go Nagai on Mazinger Z, Getter Robo and all the derivatives and spinoffs thereof (Great Mazinger, Grendaizer, Getter Robo G, Shin Getter Robo etc. etc.). I also love Yoshiyuki Tomino’s outpu.  Not just his Gundam work though but his lesser known shows like Space Runaway Ideon, Xabungle and even the much maligned Brain Powerd.

I guess that’s the long way of saying that I’m a mecha fan but you aren’t going to see a ton of Super Sentai mecha on this list of my favorite tokusatsu robots. There are just too many to choose from to limit it.  There will be a few but they will not dominate this list.

Let’s get started.

10. Giant Robo

Airing in Japan in 1967, this series was the brainchild of manga writer  Mitsuteru Yokoyama who also created Tetsujin 28 (known as Gigantor in the US). It has a lot of similarities to his earlier series with a young boy controlling a giant robot by remote control. What really makes this series stand out though are the creative enemies and interesting fights.  I also just love Robo’s design with its Egyptian headdress and stern expression.  

9. Daileon

The robot that transforms out of the hero’s starship from the 1985 Metal Hero series Special Megabeast Investigator Juspion is great for two reasons.  1) I just love the very simple but elegant robotic look of it. 2) It fights giant monsters every week!  This is the only Metal Hero show to feature kaiju (or megabeasts in this case) every week and give the hero a giant robot to take them on with.  That’s pretty sweet in my opinion and makes Juspion a very unique entry in its respective franchise.

8. Jean-Killer

A robot that first showed up in one of the Ultraman Zero side story specials, I feel Jean-Killer really didn’t come into its own until it became the personal mecha of Ultraman Ginga’s rival. I really like its design, the fact that it can transform into a spaceship and the way it goes from being a hated enemy into a grudging ally in the fight against evil.

7. Super Robot Red Baron

My brother bought this show on DVD and let me borrow it and I have to say, it was a lot of fun.  The first two episodes were surprisingly brutal and shocked me into watching the rest.  It’s a pretty darn good show and I love how boxy and classically robotic the heroic mecha of the series is.  It feels a lot like Giant Robo but it’s a bit newer, giving it a little polish the older series lacked.

6. Leopardon

Spiderman’s personal giant robot from the 1978 Toei series stands as a fantastic example of adding a robot to something that had no right to have one and making it amazing. Of course, it was dreamed up to make the American hero more appealing to Japanese children but it proved SO popular it ended up giving Toei the idea to put robots together with their flagging Sentai shows and revitalize it into SUPER SENTAI.  I owe this webbed wonder a lot for that!

5. Dragon Caesar

Dragon Caesar is my favorite sixth hero mecha ever.  Sure, he may be the first but he gets me in my sweet spot for things I love.  Those would be; giant monsters, robots and robot giant monsters. He also looks like a robot Godzilla, which is something of a weakness of mine as you will see higher on the list.

4. Electronic Starbeast Dol

The undersection of Gavan’s spaceship from the 1982 Metal Hero series Space Sheriff Gavan transforms into this amazing mecha.  It’s a GIANT ROBOT SPACE DRAGON!  So I really need to go into any more detail about why that idea just kicks all the ass in the galaxy? It can breath fire, it can shoot lasers from its eyes and it can grapple enemies.  I love this thing’s design and just wish it got more use in the series.  Still, every time it was used, I loved it to death.

Speaking of Robot Space Dragons…

3. Daijinryu

This monstrous mechanical dragon was the largest single mecha ever to appear in Super Sentai.  Look how huge it is compared to the buildings beneath its feet! Another giant robot space dragon, Daijinryu was the ultimate keeper of balance.  It would appear whenever the battles between the heroes of Gosei Sentai Dairanger and their enemies, the Gorma, got too out of hand and threatened the balance of the universe.  If the fighting didn’t stop, it threatened to destroy the entire world! It also had the power to back that up and dwarfed anything the heroes or villains could send against it.

2. Muteki Shogun

Out of all the mecha to appear in the 41 year history of Sentai, this is my absolute favorite,  I love his design, I love his concept and I love the way it moves and looks on screen.  It’s essentially a Japanese castle that stands up to become a giant robot.  It’s so awesomely cool and outshines even the other mecha of its own series.  Nothing in Super Sentai tops this one for me.

1. Mechagodzilla

Whether and alien duplicate, a weapon reverse engineered from 23rd Century robotics by G-Force or a government Godzilla deterrent made from the bones of the original Godzilla, no tokusatsu mecha is cooler to me than Mechagodzilla. I have loved this one since I was a little kid reading out it in a little orange book from the school library.  Godzilla was my introduction to the world of Japanese fantastic cinema and Mechagodzilla my intro to giant robots. I owe him a ton for my current fandom and still think he’s the best giant robot ever made!

Sun people

There are some people, very few, who have sun inside them.  It’s hard to explain.  Their presence just brightens up your fucking world.  It’s not about beautiful smiles.  They have an internal being that sheds light and feels like sun on your cool face.  It’s a calm energy.  An inner peace.  A confidence in self.  An acceptance of their story.  But most importantly, it’s not wanting anything back, especially approval and validation.  It’s water.   I am definitely not one of those people.  But I want to be, and of course would love to have more of those people in my life.  Not to just soak up their sun.  But because they check you and show you what happy looks like.  As long as you make a choice to notice.

The older I get, the more I want to be one of them.  And I don’t know how much of that sun is nature or nurture.  Like most people, I didn’t grow up in a happy family.  I grew up in a stressful family and I wonder how much of that stress I tied to my worth.  The residue of that is the life we create and no matter how much you have or think you have, you will never be happy if self love isn’t where you start building.

We all know external things don’t make you happy.  And we all know that sometimes happiness is a choice.  You have to build it out.  But if you want to be a sun person, happy has to be ingrained in who you are.  

Everything starts with awareness.  Then a choice.  This is no difference.

I’m over the Porsche.

I want to be a sun person.


Our 1st week with Xochitl [04-09-2017]

Xochitl is 1 week old. O N E W E E K! Time flies when you’re having fun, they say, and it’s amazing to think that we’ve been parents of four children for a whole week now. It’s been fun. Xochitl is a very calm baby - for now. And we honestly couldn’t feel more blessed! Eliana and the twins absolutely ADORE her. Only one of our older children (Tomás, of course) has been extra attention seeking and maybe a bit upset about not being the baby anymore. And I don’t blame him. It’s hard. But we’re doing our very best to make all of our children feel loved and special!

Xochitl is also doing pretty good. She’s lost a few ounces, but according to our pediatrician, then there is nothing to be worried about. She eats well, so I’m not even sure how she’s managed to lose a bit of weight, but it should be pretty normal, so I’m not going to panic over it. We’ve also pretty much gotten used to our new schedule by now. Xochitl, of course, doesn’t sleep through the night yet, but it doesn’t really affect our older kids, so I think they’re good!

I am also doing well. I was pretty exhausted during my pregnancy due to the lack of proper sleep, but after giving birth, and despite being in a bit of pain afterwards, I’m actually feeling a lot better now that’s I’m sleeping better. You might think I’m insane, but I think this week has been easier than the last couple of weeks of my pregnancy. I’m still not sure why I had trouble with sleep. But I’m glad it’s gotten better. I’m glad my baby is here, and I’m glad our family is happy and healthy.

And finally, a photo of our two beautiful daughters together!

Warren Worthington iii + “Just come back safely.”

Warren and Y/N had been so, so happy. It seemed to be that the two deeply in love mutants were going to get their fairytale ending.

Had and seemed being the key words.

Had and seemed use to be were and looks to be before Y/N died.

It was suppose to be a normal, easy going mission. Just Y/N and Scott scoping out, not attacking or rescuing anyone, just scooping out, a Nevada facility that the professor knew mutants were being held and experimented in. Jean and Warren had wanted to go but the latter had broken a wing on the last mission and Jean was still getting chronic migraines from using her powers so she was benched from all missions until further notice.

“I love you,” Warren murmured lowly against her lips, their foreheads were touching and their nose were brushing against one another. If you ignored that Y/N was decked out in tight black leather and that Warren was not only in checkered pajama bottoms with the bright pink bunny slippers Peter had gotten him as a mock gift one year, and one of his giant white wings was in a bright orange cast, then the scene could be considered romantic.

Y/N rolled her eyes at her boyfriend’s clinginess, but still raised herself onto her tippy toes to peck his lips, “I love you too you big mush.”

Warren’s hands traveled to her hips while his blue eyes fluttered shut as he kissed back, his soft lips pressed against hers harder and her thin ones opened up a tad bit more when the couple heard an uncomfortable cough behind them. Y/N pulled away first, though Warren refused to let the iron like grip on her hips go.

“Professor,” Y/N flushed as the older, bald telepath, cheekily, smiled at his two staff members.

“I’ve told you a hundred times since we’ve become colleagues, call me Charles.”

“Course Pro-Charles,” Y/N smiled, still not use to calling the man who was once her educator by his given name.

“Now, as much as I’m sure Warren doesn’t want to hear it, but it’s time for yours and Scott’s departure.” Charles told Y/N, almost regretfully. Warrens shoulders sagged while you smiled gratefully at the man.

“Thank you Charles,” she turned to Warren and cupped his check, making the winged mutant look her in the eyes, “I love you. I’ll be back as soon as possible.” Warren nodded.

“Take your time, just-just come back safely,” Warren instructed, and Y/N nodded. She lifted herself up again for one more, breath taking kiss before waving at the Professor and making her way to the Blackbird, where Scott was already starting the plane.

Now some might think that’s where the story ends, the last breath taking kiss goodbye. Warren’s ‘When will they return from war’ moping being obvious, but it’s not.

Our story ends with Scott Summers crying, his tears full of regret and sobbing that Y/N should have been the one to make it back to the manson. Not him.

Our story ends with Scott Summers, who is bloody and has two different bullet wounds-one in his upper left thigh and the other in his right shoulder, bleeding in the School’s infirmary while Warren sits in his room sobbing.

Warren who can barely breath because the healing wound his chest, the one he felt for so long because he didn’t belong, is back and it’s so much worse because the one person who helped heal it is gone.

Dead someone in the Nevada desert, never to come home, to have an empty casket and a beautiful headstone while their body rots under the hellish sun.

Our story ends with Warren Worthington the third curled up in his room-it not theirs anymore because there is no more them -hoping he’s having a realistic nightmare and when he wakes up Y/N will be right there.

Our story ends with this not being a nightmare and instead reality.


anonymous asked:

I love how you draw the dynamic between allura and lance, they're so good as friends. Do you think you will ever draw more of the older paladins (+princess and coran)

thaNK YOU!!! I love drawing allura interacting with the paladins and also thinking about the possible bonds she’ll develop with them over the course of the show, and her lance’s dynamic is becoming one of my favorite things tbh

also i’ve been thinking about drawing older paladins more but i’m just never satisfied with the designs lmao….but hopefully i’ll get to it one of these days!

Analysing Jieun from Killing Stalking

(Oh wow a blog.)

Just a disclaimer: these are all my opinions/views, and I’m not saying everything here is correct. This is my personal experience plus my intuition. Also, no pictures just I’m on mobile. Sorry.

Okay, so I’ve seen the fandom is very split between loving and hating Jieun from KS.

I’m in between. I usually can see right through people’s bullshit and this time is no different. The vibes she gave me at first were that she was the ‘popular girl in the school’. But just because you’re that it doesn’t mean that you have to be a bitch.

But that’s what Jieun is.

Just from her group of friends, we can see that her 'bitch attitude’ hasn’t got her very far. Either her old group of 'friends’ got tired of her manipulative personality and dumped her, or she never was successful from the beginning, making her desperate to assert dominance (just like when we saw how she treated Bum, someone she has just met). Her group of friends seems as shitty as she is, so seeing someone like Bum (weak, small, looking scared, + the reasons she stated on chapter 18) gave her the perfect target.

Now, regarding her relationship with Sangwoo. In my opinion, she sees Sangwoo as some sort of savior. She doesn’t want to manipulate him or turn him into his lackey, but yes to have him to love (actually love) her back. From what we could see, she never had actual affection from anyone, developing into looking for reassurance from older men (like when she calls Sangwoo 'oppa’ which means 'older brother’ I guess).

When she singed with him and cried, found him waiting for her at the car, etc she looked so fucking happy because someone was finally giving her a fuck (kek).

Sangwoo, of course, knows all of this, so he acts just like Jieun wants him to. By giving her attention (like I said earlier), calling her 'good girl’ and making her feel more special then the others, he’s making sure she’s quickly and silently falling into his trap.

Here’s where I’m torn between hating and loving her. On one hand, she probably made many people feel like shit, bullied the 'weird kids’ in class at a young age, etc, but, on the other hand she just seems like she needs someone to make her feel minimally interested in her (and let’s be honest, we all do. I’m not saying everyone wants to be the center of the attention, or that someone paying attention to you makes you feel uncomfortable, because I’m just like that, but, at the end of the day we’re glad that that random kid in class you barely talked to remembered your birthday.)

Hey, I’m just a 15yo kid, but as someone who’s spent enough time being a 'victim’ of seemingly nice and cool kids, only to then be treated like trash while in the group and having most of the class turned against me when I decided to tear myself from unhealthy relationships, I think this was a pretty interesting subject to discuss.

And that’s why half the fandom is worrying me. Because they love Jieun because she’s 'cute’ and 'they’re gay for her’, which honestly doesn’t sound like a very good reason, but hey, you do you (seriously guys I’m not judging I’m just worried at how you can fall so easily into a pretty face and ignore the 'bitch attitude’), and the other half hates her because 'she’s a bitch to Bum’ and 'wants Sangwoo’, which again worries me because you only care about Bum in particular and not all the people she might have hurt before.

I know I’m sounding too judging and generalising too much but as you may have guessed English isn’t my first language so I can’t express myself the best way. Also, I’m supposed to be studying right now and I’m typing this on a phone. I’m crying.

So yeah, I just wanted to write this to see if anyone has the same POV as me or wants to share thoughts.

Thanks for reading!

How he knew he loved you

A/N: 101 FOLLOWERS OH MY GOD I’m so happy you guys! Here’s another to celebrate! It’s old so it has josh and ang, who I only do if requested. For real if anyone has any preference requests let me know. Hope you guys enjoy!

Vinny: It was the day he came home exhausted and annoyed after recording. He was going to cancel after the long day he’d had, but by the time he got home you were already outside. Sensing he was in a bad mood you sad you could do whatever he wanted, and he decided to play the latest version of Halo. He needed to blow off stem, and he didn’t really care at the time that you didn’t know the game. After about an hour and several questions from you he had finally calmed down enough to realize you were probably tired of getting your ass kicked. You were, but you knew how happy the game made him so you smiled and insisted on continuing. He realized then just how happy you made him and how hard you tired at that. That was the moment he knew he’d never let you go. You played all night until you could actually hold your own and by the end of the night you were curled up in his lap. He didn’t tell you until later that week, but he knew that night that he loved you.

Josh: You’d been dating a little while now. He’d been texting you all day from the studio telling you he’d be over for dinner soon. But as recording ran longer and longer dinner soon turned to dessert and eventually all he could do was promise he’d come over when he was done. It was almost one by the time he reached your apartment, so he used the spare key he had since he assumed you’d be asleep by now. You had to be up early for your job, so you didn’t often stay up after midnight on a weeknight. He tip-toed towards your room planning on slipping into bed quietly when he saw you propped up on the couch with your head in your hands. You were clearly fighting sleep and snapped awake when he approached you. Smiling you wrapped your arms around him and tiredly nuzzled your head into his chest. You were so cute and sleepy he just melted into you and practically carried you to bed. You feel asleep in his arms immediately as he played with your hair, and when you woke up the next morning the first words you heard were “I love you.”

Devin: You always pouted about how he could do his make-up better than you, so one day he finally decided to teach you. He pulled you through the department store to get everything you needed, explaining what each item was as he grabbed them. You almost didn’t notice the older couple behind you, staring disdainfully at your boyfriend. He’d been feeling more feminine today and had dressed to match, and honestly he made a hotter girl than you. Devin of course had already noticed them, but he didn’t want to ruin your day by making a scene so he chose ignored them. You however were not so level-headed. When they didn’t go away of even avert their eyes you abruptly spun on your heels and proceeded to let lose a string of profanities that even surprised Devin. You then chased the couple through the store screaming about their close-mindedness and rudeness until mall security had to escort you off the premise. He loved that you had his back and that you were so unapologetic about it. As you stood in the mall parking lot frustrated and without the make-up you came for, you realized you probably could have been calmer about that and not have distorted your shopping trip. As you turned to apologize to your boyfriend he cuts you off with a kiss and tells you how much he loves you there in the parking lot.

Ryan: It was pretty recently after you two had started dating. You weren’t quite official yet but you both knew you wouldn’t date anyone else. You were waiting for Ryan by a bench in the park that you alway met at since it was roughly halfway between your apartments. You’d arrived earlier than you’d thought and Ryan had texted saying he was going to be late. You played on your phone for a while but you were getting antsy, so you turned up your music and started dancing in your seat. The park was almost empty and you didn’t really care if anyone saw you anyway. Pretty soon your favorite song came on and before you had fully realized it you were dancing around the park bench. After several songs Ryan finally arrived, and to this day watching you rock out in the middle of a quiet park is still one of his favorite memories of you. He yanked an earbud from your ear and put it in his own and the two of you spent the rest of the day goofing off and dancing together like weirdos. He wouldn’t tell you for a few months after that, but by the end of the day he was already in love with you.

Ricky: The two of you were having a lazy day. You’d spent the night before at his place and the two of you basically just decided you weren’t leaving. You made a snack while Ricky was laying on the couch with his nose in another book. It was an existential book about physics and theories of the universe, which you knew was one of his favorite topics. You plopped down next to him and casually asked what it was about. You weren’t really expecting an hour long rant about all the different theories and facts about the universe but you honestly weren’t that surprised. You actual loved hearing him talk and get all passionate about a topic. You could listen to him talk for hours. Eventually he stopped, realizing he’d probably been talking for too long. Before he could apologize for boring you, you challenged him with one of your own theories which sparked a debate that lasted hours. You ended up talking about everything, and by the end of it Ricky honestly thought he couldn’t love you more. Until the next day when you showed up with your own copy of the book, already finished and determined to continue your discussions.

Angelo: Ange was dead set on seeing the new Blair Witch movie. You were excited to go, and even though you scare easy you’d convinced yourself you’d be fine. For the first 20 minutes you were, until the second shit started getting real. Angelo was enjoying the movie until he felt you latch onto his arm. He didn’t mind though: he thought it was cute that you turned to him for protection. By the end of the movie you were practically in his lap. Later that night he could tell you were still antsy, especially after you screamed when his cat knocked over your purse. After you crawled into bed he pulled you close and stroked your hair until you started to calm down enough to go to sleep. He told you how he’d never let anything hurt you as long as he was alive. In that moment you looked so fragile and dependent on him he knew he meant it. He wanted to be the one to protect you, and before he knew it the words ‘I love you’ had fallen from his lips.

Chris: Chris had pretty much fallen for you the night you met. You were always unapologetically different and he loved that about you. He didn’t realize it at first but for him it was love at first sight. It wasn’t until a year into your relationship, long after you’d started say 'I love you’, that he realized just how much he loved you. The two of you had gotten into a fight: it wasn’t a huge one, but big enough that you both were fucking pissed. He threw some pillows on the couch, yelling that he didn’t want to see your face until morning. You screamed back, but as you turned to slam you bedroom door, you yelled “night love you!” As loud as you could. As the door slammed Chris stood there bewildered wondering who else but the girl from the cereal isle would end a fight with 'I love you’. Finally he went back into your room, thankful you didn’t lock the door, and asked why. Your anger somewhat waning you confessed that you’d never end a conversation, least of all a fight without saying it in case something happened to the other person. Chris practically melted realizing how caring and wonderful you were. He assured you that nothing would happen to either of you and that he’d be with you forever. And that was when he realized he wanted to marry you someday.


Winter fun from Debora and Mary

This day can’t be better than this for Debora (and for me too, I went to shopping hehe :D). She met Mary and had some winter fun at the backyard and at the city park not far from our residence. Debora wanted to learn skating, but Mary wasn’t good at it too, so they hadn’t enough joy from it :D Now I see cute snowman through my window and think that I can’t be happier than that. Only with years I recognized how it’s to be a mature mom. I won’t share with my thoughts right now, but can say that raising Fernando and Demi was a different way and feeling. I was 19 when I gave birth to my oldest son. I wasn’t expierenced enough and was reckless and young. Then at 22 I had Demi from Tommaso and it went crazy, cause I was only 22 and I already had 2 kids!(now I feel like this, cause it seems at 22 you’re just a kid by yourself and sometimes don’t know what you want from life). Debora came to our lives when I was 34 and it turned out to be the most suitable age for me to have a baby. Of course, there is a big age difference between my older kids and Debs(15 and 13 years respectively), but they all love each other, even Debora hasn’t got much attention from Fernando and Demi. 

Now I’m 43 (and I’m not ashamed of the age!) and I’m happy mother of 3 and grandmother of 3 too(+1 Tommaso’s granddaughter)! I’m proud of my posterity and hope I’ll become granny one more times (but not in the nearest future haha :) )

How do you feel about age and kids? Do you have given birth at the young age or not? Was it your deliberate and planned choice? 

Tell me more about yourself. I wanna hear more responses from you :)

Loathing [b.b] (5/10)

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Series Title: Loathing (AU)
Fandom: MCU
Characters: Bucky Barnes x female!reader, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, mentions of Sam Wilson
Warnings: Alternate Universe, minor swearing
Word Count: 2,867
Requested: No
Short Description: You try to process the news Steve gave you as Bucky tries to figure out how to tell you himself; not realising that you already know he’s in love with you. Nat sets you up on a blind date with another guy and it doesn’t go the way you expected it too.

Disclaimer: not my gif

[Y/N] = your first name

Bucky told me he was in love with you.” Steve had told you, smiling giddily. Obviously, he was drunk. “I have no idea why I hadn’t suspected it.” Steve went on, still looking satisfied with himself. “I mean, he’s always been protective of you. Despite all of the constant tormenting, of course.” 

“Stevie, I think you’re drunk.” You told your older brother gently, brows folded together with concern. “Bucky isn’t in love with me. I mean, you have to be pretty damn drunk to think that he is.” You added, mostly to yourself as you pondered it over.

“He admitted it just three days ago!” Steve exclaimed, looking offended that you would assume he was lying. His brows were pulled together as he looked you up and down, shaking his head slightly as if he couldn’t believe you. The sight was humorous, but you didn’t feel amused. “Three! That’s like… one more than two.” He added, looking cross with you.

This reaction was even more comical, but you weren’t in the mood to smile at that point. “Steve…” you said his name, annunciating the syllable very carefully as you forced him to pay meticulous attention to your words. “I think you’ve told me something that you weren’t supposed to.” You told him in a cautious tone. “If you’re sure that what you’re saying is true.”

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anonymous asked:

Hello hello! Congrats on reaching 1k! I want to ask for some headcanons or gifs (whatever you want, I'm okay with both) for Deidara and Sasori as siblings. I must be the only one who sees them like brothers only and not a ship... but hey, can you imagine Sasori being one or two years older than Dei and both being in their teen age? Sharing the same room? Honestly I find this hilarious! Thank you!! Keep up the amazing work!

OMG this is such a good idea, I love it so much, therefore you get headcanons + gifs ! Tbh it’s more brotp than otp but I like the ship nonetheless ! And thank you c:  Of course this is a modern au !

  • When their mother told Sasori he was going to be a big brother, Sasori was so mad and cried because he refused to have a sibling.
  • As children, they would have been really annoying together, giving their parents a hard time and making a lot of stupid things such as drawing on the walls or experimenting things on each other (Sasori more than Deidara)
  • They were a lot into art as children and were always crafting things, showing each other their work.
  • As they grew up, they began to think differently and be more and more different.
  • When Deidara was still in middle school and Sasori in high school, he 
    deliberately provoked other people, telling them that his “brother is in high school and he’s going to beat the shit out of y’all !!!” and Sasori always ended up lecturing him because he’s not Superman.
  • They argued a lot when they were teenagers, sometimes it would end up with a fist fight and their parents had to stop them.
  • They insulted each other’s art as they had completely different opinions.
  • Deidara was more popular than Sasori who had not many friends. Therefore Deidara was partying a lot when he was in high school and Sasori was completely disagreeing with his behavior and often lectured Deidara because of that.
  • They were secretive and didn’t share a lot of things between them, sadly.
  • Sasori had those “big brother” vibes even though they were not always in good terms, therefore he was secretly watching his back, telling their parents Deidara was staying over at a friend’s house to study when he was at a party. But when, sometimes, Deidara was a little bitch to him, Sasori didn’t hesitate to tell the parents he was sneaking out.
  • Both of them were ready to defend each other, if you mess with one, be ready to fight the other.

Wow I got too into it lmfao

-Admin L

Jamie Mcguire killing us with her answers:
  • Fan: Who has the hottest sex scenes?
  • Jamie: Trent and Cami have a pretty good one, but Tyler and Ellie will make you blush.
  • Fan: What makes Tyler different from all of his other brothers?
  • Jamie: I would say Tyler is most like Travis, but of course he's older so he thinks things through a little more than Travis does. I think Tyler is the most romantic of all the Maddox brothers.
  • Fan: What is the one thing that excites you most about the release of Beautiful Burn?
  • Jamie: I am love with this story. Ellie is unlike any character I've written before. Beautiful Burn is raw, gritty, sexy, and pulls no punches, just like Beautiful Disaster.
  • Fan: Do you have a fave out of BD or Maddox books?
  • Jamie: Beautiful Disaster will always be my #1, but I really love Beautiful Redemption. I think many will agree that Beautiful Burn will be their favorite Maddox Brother book. It ends the series with a bang!
  • Fan: Of the Maddox boys: who would you marry, who would you kiss, who would die, who is only a friend and who is only a hookup?
  • Jamie: Marry Tyler, kiss Thomas, kill ... haha, nice try, Horn ... friend Trent and hookup with Travis. A lot.
  • Fan: Do you think that Tyler Maddox is a hopeless romantic or a hopeless realistic?
  • Jamie: Tyler Maddox is a hopeless romantic.

Anti: You only like Snape because he was played by Alan Rickman

Given that I was 6(?) when I watched the first film in the movies and liked the character Snape then and have ever since. I can say with full certainty I had no idea who Alan Rickman was and never sought out his other works (then). Of course, my appreciation has only grown and my love of the character and analysis of Snape has deepened as I’ve read the books. Likewise, as I got older I appreciated Alan Rickman more, as actors became different from characters when I was no longer 6. Plus HP is where I saw him first. So what if that was my introduction to his art. No one can really throw the obsession with Alan Rickman or even attractiveness he brought to the character in my face cause I was 6 and didn’t know who Alan Rickman was, only Snape. But, my understanding of psychology (and Snape) has broadened immensely.

anonymous asked:

Heeey was wondering if you could do a 13 for the prompt thing with percabeth and Baby Blofis? Xxx if you aren't too busy haha

Christmas Prompts

#13 - Character A’s little sibling/child wants to meet their favorite celebrity/writer/person for Christmas. Character B is said “Christmas present”.

Special thanks to my beta @daughterofjade, to @ananbeth for the motivation, and @anxiouspineapples for the inspiration.  

Dear Santa,

I have been very good this year.

I clean my room when my mom and dad tell me to. I say please and thank you. I gave a stray cat some tuna. I named her Pepper. And I didn’t punch Jack Teller too hard when he pushed me in the snow yesterday.

Please give the toys you were going to give me to other kids who need them. I want to make them happy.

For Christmas, I want to meet Annabeth Chase.


Hannah Blofis

P.S. Here is a cat sticker. I hope you like it.

“Hannah, don’t sit so close to TV,” Percy reminded, calling to his baby sister who was perched on her knees in front of the screen. Immediately after dinner, Hannah - still working on a mouthful of mashed potatoes - had leapt from her chair, dashed to the living room, and turned on the fight, leaving Percy, Sally and Paul to clean up the dishes. Her little hands were pressed against the glass as her hero filled the television.

Annabeth Chase, champion MMA fighter, stared down her off-screen opponent before the fight. She snarled, revealing her black mouth guard and making it look like a toothless grin. Her blonde boxer braids draped over her sponsor-ridden sports bra as she warmed up, flexing her insane biceps unconsciously to the roar of the crowd.

Judo Barbie is what the media called her. Though, based on the interviews and press conferences she’d given, Annabeth didn’t seem keen on that nickname and - in Percy’s limited knowledge about her - would expect that the person who came up with it would be met with a swift punch to the throat if they ever crossed paths.

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Bad Days

by runedmalec | Malec |Rated T | Drabble | Some days Alec misses Max more than others, and on those days Magnus will always be there for him. 

Sometimes it comes out of nowhere. Sometimes Magnus can see the signs before Alec can. But one thing is for sure, no matter when or where it happens, Magnus is always right by Alec’s side.

It had been a while since Alec had felt the overwhelming, crippling sadness, in fact, Magnus would go as far as to say it had been months. Alec had been smiling away with him like he used to before. Sure, there were days when he would sigh and stare into space, Magnus knew where his thoughts were and decided not to interrupt him, as he knew that Alec needed to feel these things, he needed to deal with it rather than burying it.

So when Magnus padded back through to the bedroom that morning and saw Alec staring at the ceiling at eleven o’clock he knew it was one of the bad days.

“Alec?” he asked, climbing back into bed next to his shadowhunter. His hair left a damp patch on the pillow.

“Do you think he knows that I miss him?” Alec said without removing his eyes from the bright ceiling.

“Of course I do.” Magnus said.

“Sometimes I wonder if he ever really knew that we loved him.” Alec said quietly. “We’re always trained from a young age that shadowhunters die young, and we know that. It’s an unfortunate fact but it’s true. But I wonder whether knowing that made us more distant from him, maybe he felt as though no one cared about him.”

“There is no way that Max could have ever thought that.” Magnus said. “He worshipped you and the ground you walked on. You were his older brother, his role model. Nothing could have made him feel as though you didn’t care about him.”

Alec remained silent.

“I understand that shadowhunters are brought up differently to downworlders and mundanes but you need to remember that you are still human. You are allowed to get attached to your friends and family. You’re allowed to worry about their wellbeing and you most certainly are allowed to be sad when they die. You are allowed to mourn them and god help anyone who tells you not to because I will cut out their tongue before they can finish their sentence.”

“He was too young. He shouldn’t have been anywhere near Sebastian. Why didn’t I get to him sooner?” Alec asked, Magnus could see tears building in those lovely blue eyes.

“Come here.” Magnus said softly.

Alec rolled onto his said so that he was facing the warlock, teary blue eyes met the feline ones and Magnus gave him a sad smile. He reached out to him and wrapped his arms tightly around Alec’s body pulling him closer, Alec didn’t fight him and instead opted to bury his face in the crook of Magnus’ neck. Magnus felt the tears against his skin, it tickled but he stopped himself from reacting.

“I know that it may not make any difference right now, but it wasn’t your fault that Max died. It was a shit thing to happen, the worst thing, yes. But your fault? Never in a million years. I’m going to tell you that it wasn’t your fault every single day if I need to because I want you to be able to miss your brother without the overwhelming guilt. It was never your fault, Alec.”

“I love you, Magnus.” Alec said, his voice muffled by Magnus’ neck. “And I know that Max would have loved you as well.”

That was the highest praise Magnus felt he could ever get and he felt his throat tighten as he replied. “I love you too, Alexander.”

Of course, my lovely anon! Thank you for the request and I hope you’ll enjoy the headcanons!


  • Hibari definitely becomes not only a prefect but also becomes Slytherin’s head boy. He’s very much attracted to things that give him power over others and he’d actively strive to become those things. He tends to lord over the other prefects, even the ones older than him and they tend to become more pawns and servants he moves around the school according to his whims. He even manages to frighten the other prefects and head boys and girls from other houses into doing what he wants at times.
  • Hibari doesn’t really like going into Hogsmeade all that much. The school is his castle and he’d rather the free time to explore it and make it all the more his than play around on outings. That’s not to say he never visits the village - it’s just very rare that he does. He often gets Kusakabe to simply bring him back whatever he wants when the other boy goes.
  • Hibari has a fantastic memory and a natural interest in history, finding it useful to know the mistakes of the past so he can avoid them and would be one of the few students to get perfect marks in History of Magic.
  • Though Hibari does love power and control and is willing to use magic to get it, he holds disdain for the Dark Arts - it’s not a moral issue to him; it just feels too much like cheating or taking the easy option.


  • Mukuro gets into a lot of fights with his fellow house-mate Hibari. The only thing that really helps them is the fact that they are in different years and thus don’t have to share dormitories. However, Mukuro will go out of his way to annoy Hibari while in the common rooms and often gets detention because he can’t help but rile up the other boy.
  • Mukuro will hold a healthy respect and a definitely unhealthy interest in the Dark Arts. He holds no morals against them and sees them as excellent tools in the right person’s hands and would be among the most suspectible to using and mastering the Dark Arts.
  • Mukuro almost went to Durmstrang instead but chose Hogwarts at the last moment, simply because he liked their uniforms better.
  • Mukuro is quite competitive and he’ll join the Quidditch team and dueling clubs and will dominate both of them. He’s definitely a force to be reckoned with, particularly on the Quidditch pitch, which is why he’s Slytherin Team Captain.


  • Reborn is a teacher at the school. His small body gets a lot of attention from the students and there’s always all kinds of rumours about what kind of curse did that to him and some of the other staff. Reborn reacts badly to direct questions about it and his students have been known to have to make emergency trips to the nursing wing after asking.
  • Reborn teaches Arithmancy and helps with Apparition lessons along with being Head of Hufflepuff. He’s known to be a bit favoured towards his own house but is so strict on all his students that it’s not really saying much.
  • Even though he’s a teacher, he sneaks baths in the Prefect’s bathrooms because they have the best baths in the school. 

I actually prefer the idea of an older more experienced Inquisitor (not that a 20-something Inquisitor doesn’t have experience of course), but on the other hand I love the idea of an Inquisitor young enough to have been a child/young teenager when the Hero of Ferelden slayed Urthemiel. Like Lavellan growing up on stories of an elven warden (particularly Mahariel), about how one of their people was a hero, giving the Elvhen new stories, new heroes, showing that the glory of their people is not yet lost. Cadash hearing of Brosca, showing that just because Orzammar in all it’s high and mighty nughumping “glory” doesn’t consider you a person doesn’t mean you’re not hero material. Mage Trevelyan learning of a mage warden who defied the superstition and prejudice of the “mundanes” and went on to do something amazing.

Thedas might forget, but for the Inquisitor that would have made their childhood.