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anonymous asked:

harry isn't half assing anything wow

first solo contract? 80 MILLION! first acting role? A CHRISTOPHER NOLAN FILM THAT ALREADY HAS OSCAR BUZZ! first magazine? A FULL 60+ PAGE SPREAD CENTERED AROUND JUST HIM! first radio interview? 2 HOURS LONG WITH A CLOSE FRIEND! first live performance? A GAME CHANGING EP OF SNL! 

and there are still so many firsts left THIS IS JUST THE START 

Cartomancy ABC Guide

What is Cartomancy?

Cartomancy is divining with playing cards.  Each card has a meaning and are interpreted by the reader who organizes them into certain spreads.  Spreads are the way that the playing cards are set onto the table and I’ll be talking about them more later.  Some readers integrate their spirituality into their readings, calling upon deities or spirit guides or connecting with their higher self.  Others may use their beliefs to explain how cartomancy works.

Card Meanings


Regarding emotions and home

  • Ace: New friendship or romance
  • Two: Deepening attractions
  • Three: Joy in company, friendship, or celebration
  • Four: Turning inwards, apathy
  • Five: Despair, loss
  • Six: Childhood, nostalgia, good memories, old frienship
  • Seven: Daydreaming, wishful thinking, choices
  • Eight: Emotional detachment, leaving love behind, making a hard choice
  • Nine: Satisfaction, sensual pleasure, spiritual growth
  • Ten: Contentment, fulfillment, joy, family
  • Jack: Falls in love easily, romantic, talkative
  • Queen: Emotionally dependent, empathetic
  • King: Wise, tolerant, diplomatic, feeling, patient


Regarding work and out-of-house affairs

  • Ace: New projects, home, or success
  • Two: Juggling resources, waiting for results
  • Three: Teamwork, improving skills
  • Four: Possessiveness
  • Five: Loss of items, job, or money
  • Six: Giving or receiving money, a pay raise, obtaining resources
  • Seven: Reassessment, turning point, mild dissatisfaction
  • Eight: Paying attention to details, focus, practice
  • Nine: Independence, self-reliance, increasing wealth
  • Ten: Great wealth, family, property, or inheritance
  • Jack: Reliable, hard working, quiet, hidden depth
  • Queen: Practical, warm, dependent, motherhood
  • King: Self-made, business, encouraging


Regarding finances

  • Ace: New ideas, business action
  • Two: Planning, preparation
  • Three: Leadership, exploration
  • Four: A goal achieved, rest from action
  • Five: Competition, disagreement, irritation
  • Six: Victory, achievements, passing exams
  • Seven: Defense, conviction, strong belief
  • Eight: Organization, moving quickly, pregnancy
  • Nine: Continuing a balance, endurance
  • Ten: Carrying burdens, doubt
  • Jack: Unreliable, hot headed, risk taker, athletic
  • Queen: Energetic, career minded, untidy
  • King: Creative, forceful, hot-tempered


Regarding road blocks and difficulties

  • Ace: New insights, realizations
  • Two: Failure to communicate
  • Three: Miscommunication, misunderstanding
  • Four: Recuperation, recovery, contemplation
  • Five: Discord, dishonor, hollow victory
  • Six: Moving on, travel, mentally getting to a better place
  • Seven: Lying, deceit, theft, irresponsibility
  • Eight: Illusion of being trapped, powerlessness
  • Nine: Nightmares, problems, worry, guilt
  • Ten: Giving up, victim, martyrdom
  • Jack: Rebel, fights for a cause, intellectual, political
  • Queen: sharp intelligence, ruthless, insight, organization
  • King: Introspective, ethical, communication, stern

I use the joker to represent unlimited potential but I’ve seen various meanings.


Here’s an example of a cartomancy spread:

A reader places a card on every rectangle pictured above.  They would then apply the meaning of the card to the situation it stands for.  A spread sets up the situation you are looking to divine about.   Here is a spread focusing on a person’s whole life but a reader could lay out a spread that’s centered on a person’s love, job opportunities, or present struggles.  

Cartomancy tips

  • If doing a face-to-face reading, it’s a good idea to ask the receiver to shuffle the cards.  This allows them to connect to the cards and engage in the reading.  
  • When you draw the cards, you can choose from the top of the deck or spread them out and choose whichever call to you. 
  • There is more to consider in cartomancy than the set card meanings.  A group of certain colored cards can be significant as can a group of court cards (kings, queens, jacks)
  • The more you know about the cards, the easier readings become.

You sat on your shared bed, looking at him.

A smile so big that it hurt your cheeks was plastered across your face, staring down at your boyfriend who was snoring into the pillows. Today was a very special day; his special day. Throughout the years of spending his birthday with him, you couldn’t help but become so excited just for the fact that you had an excuse to spoil him. Despite the constant arguments on how he insists that you should do anything ( “Nothing special about my birthday, love. No need to waste your energy on it,” he’d say, every year), but of course you never listened, and you always find ways to shower him with unconditional love and care. 

This year, you thought, would blow all the other birthday gifts out of the water. 

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Kitchen Floor

Summary: You’re teaching Chanyeol how to make pancakes meanwhile he’s teaching you how to make love on the kitchen floor.

Members: Chanyeol x Reader

Type: Smut

Length: 1,248

-Admin R

Originally posted by incrediyeol

“Jagi-ah, hurry! I’m hungry!” Chanyeol whines as he wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on the top of your head.

“Chan, you’re the one who is supposed to be cooking here… not me!” you whine back at him. He kisses the top of your head before stepping to the side of you, playfully nudging you with his arm.

“Okay, okay, Y/N. I’m ready to make pancakes!” He says cheerfully, flashing you a smile brighter than the early morning rays gleaming through your shared apartment windows. Your stomach does tiny somersaults looking at Chanyeol’s soft skin glowing under the morning light, and his bed hair tousled so perfectly you’d think the hairstyle was intentional.

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Summary: The one where Cheryl interrupts B&V in a bathroom stall

Word Count: 1,078

Rating: PG-13 (smutty but nothing extremely explicit…)

A/N: anon request! changed it up a bit though.


The door to the bathroom crashed open. Veronica’s head popped in and within seconds, Betty was being pulled into the bathroom along with her. “Betty shut the door.” Veronica asked, and without so much as a sound Betty did as she was instructed. “Do you seriously think we have time before first period?” Betty muttered while Veronica checked under the stalls. “We’ll make time.” The pair had practically claimed the Riverdale bathrooms as theirs. Whenever people saw them disappear into one together they knew to stay clear. This one in particular smelled faintly of cinnamon rolls and hand sanitizer. Both girls didn’t mind, just glad it didn’t smell like pee. If they had the choice they would have used the handicapped stall, simply because it gave them more room to work with. The hand rails were an added bonus. A big white sign was plastered over the handicapped stall door, ‘out of order.’ Betty huffed, “Figures we pick the bathroom with the out of order stall.” She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

The blonde was caught off guard when she was pulled into the stall next to it and pressed up against the, now closed, door. “Whoa there tiger.” Betty purred when she felt Veronica’s lips against her neck. Soft plump lips searched for any piece of exposed skin on her body. Veronica knew just the places to kiss her to make her knees weak. Veronica’s fingers ran through Betty’s hair seamlessly, loosening her ponytail as she pressed her lips against hers. Betty made a mental note to readjust her ponytail after this, she was not too keen on the idea of getting weird looks from her teachers. Her ponytail was always pristine, just how the blonde wanted it, a reflection of herself. All those thoughts of perfection flew right out of the window whenever Veronica and her were alone. Veronica always tasted slightly of mint, such a familiar taste by now. Betty kissed her deeper. Now it was Veronica nearly falling into the toilet, Betty all over her. “Goddamn it Elizabeth Cooper” the girl cursed. Fuck you Betty, she thought to herself. Fuck you for looking like that, for touching me like this. Veronica bit down hard on her lip to stifle a moan, but it slipped out anyways. Her moan only served to boost Betty’s confidence. Veronica liked to be on top, she wasn’t the submissive type, but she let Betty take control in this very heated moment.

The height difference was more obvious each time they found themselves in these high school bathrooms. Betty kissed over the exposed bit of Veronica’s neck, just as Veronica had done to her only moments before. Betty earned another moan from Veronica, louder than the previous. The blonde’s soft lips traveled over Veronica’s neck, tilting it to the side so she could gain even more access. Take control of me, Veronica thought to herself. Betty dominating her was sexier than she ever thought it could be. Maybe, just maybe, Veronica would be the submissive more often.  Betty’s hands palmed Veronica’s breasts through her checkered J. Crew dress. No doubt there would be a hand print on this dress that no amount of dry cleaning and pressing would be able to get rid of. Betty was just so…aggressive…sometimes. Veronica shrugged off the thought, the dress wasn’t all that important. If it had somehow ended up on the disgusting bathroom floor, she wouldn’t mind much at all. Everything Betty did was flowing right through her bones like pure ecstasy. When Veronica felt her lace panties pushed to the side and two of Betty’s slender fingers enter her, the feeling of ecstasy shot through the roof. Veronica’s breath hitched, “Betty…” she huffed, another loud moan filling the silent air around them. Veronica kissed over Betty’s face, trying to show her some sort of gratitude. Betty was awfully quiet, and Veronica was the one being so damn loud. “V, quiet.” Betty mumbled against the girls’ desperate red tainted lips, her lipstick partially worn off from kissing Betty’s face. Betty kissed Veronica, to shut her up. As much as she loved the moaning, desperate, wet, submissive Veronica, Betty wasn’t too fond of getting caught in this bathroom fingering her girlfriend.

“Who knew you were so loud, V.” Betty laughed. Veronica attempted to challenge Betty but failed horribly when another one of Betty’s fingers slipped into her. “Fuc-” Veronica nearly shouted, being cut off once again by Betty’s lips. The damn handle to flush the toilet was digging into Veronica’s back even more so than before. She struggled to relieve the stabbing feeling in her back. The pain was relieved by Betty, who pulled her off the handle only to push her harder against the wall. Veronica laughed, “Just when I thought you might let up.” Betty shook her head, “When have you ever known me to let up when I’m three fingers deep in you?” A raised eyebrow countered Veronica.

A loud slam came from outside the stall, “Fuck.” Betty whispered, her fingers leaving Veronica feeling empty once again. A soft whimper followed. Soon came a knock on the stall door, Cheryl’s usual bitchy tone broke the silence, “What the hell are you sluts doing in there?!” Betty rolled her eyes, sensing that Veronica did too. Just like Cheryl to come and ruin their fun. Veronica grabbed Betty’s wrist, giving her the usual eyes she gave the blonde whenever she was going to take care of things. Betty, astonishingly, shook Veronica’s hand off and slammed the stall door open, coming face to face with a shocked Cheryl. Betty’s face was covered in red lipstick, her body standing dead center between Veronica’s spread legs. Veronica was surprised at Betty’s behavior, a soft blush appearing on her face when Cheryl looked at her.

“Care to join?” The usually shy, non-confrontational Betty snapped at Cheryl. Cheryl looked her up and down, eyes still wide, grabbing the stall door and closing it behind her. “I’ll leave you two alone…” Her voice was shaky. She certainly hadn’t expected to encounter that. Everyone had suspected that Betty and Veronica were fucking in the school bathrooms, among other places, but no one had ever caught them in the act. As soon as Cheryl left the bathroom, the girls burst out in a fit of laughter. “Think she was turned on by us?” Betty asked, helping Veronica up off of the toilet. Veronica nodded her head fervently, “Who wouldn’t be? We’re hot.”


Summary: Sebastian Stan x Reader where the reader gives him a blowjob as he’s on the phone and has to stay quiet through the call (as requested by anonymous)
Warnings: smut (oral sex, fingering) | Rating: NSFW, mature
Word count: 1664

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The Signs’ Physical Appearance

ARIES: Aries natives tend to have sharp and distinctive features and prominent brows. Aries rules the head and face, and some natives have birthmarks, scars, etc. on the face or head. Males may tend toward baldness – all that testosterone, perhaps? Strong bone structure, quick movements, and an upright posture are associated with this sign. Some Aries natives have a ruddy complexion, all will tend to have a strong constitution. They may tend to glance around the room, as opposed to maintaining a steady gaze, and tend to have a confident, brisk walking stride.

TAURUS: Frequently large bodied – not necessarily plump or fat, but could also be muscular and sturdy. Dark hair and eyes – remember, this could also be dark blue and dark blond as well as brown or black. Serene but steady gaze. Interestingly, Taureans often have smaller-than-expected ears. Their hair tends toward naturally curly or wavy. Ruling the throat and neck, this bodily area is often eye-catching – maybe a thick, “bull-like” neck, or perhaps a long, graceful one, but generally prominent to the observer in some way.

GEMINI: Expressive faces, reflecting their mood-of-the-moment. Gemini gives off a feeling of energy, even when they’re at rest. They may jitter a bit or shake their legs, but even if they’re not actually moving at all, there’s a sense of energy, simply waiting to explode. These natives often have “small features” – it sounds odd, but look at the face, and it may seem somewhat doll-like, with the features more centered than spread out. Fast-paced speech, to go along with their quick minds. Physically agile, naturally slim build (although of course, weight gain is always a possibility – but they’ll seem like they “should” be tall and thin, even when they’re not). Often pale-complected, with restless eyes, wanting to take in everything all at once, and frequently possess high foreheads.

CANCER: The Cancer native’s most prominent feature is a round face. Even skinny Cancers frequently have rounded, soft features, and apple cheeks. Cancer rules the stomach and breasts, and these are often noticeable in some way. The stomach may be rounded and Santa-like, or flat with six-pack abs; the Cancer female’s breasts may be large or small, but tend to be well-formed and pleasing to the eye in either case. Rounded eyes, sometimes a “moony” or “dreamy” expression. High cheekbones and a prominent brow compliment the look. Very expressive features. Limbs may be long, compared to the trunk – even short Cancerians often have a “lanky” look to their arms and legs.

LEO: In keeping with their Zodiacal symbol, Leos frequently have mane-like hair, framing their keen-eyed, well-shaped faces. They tend toward a high color in complexion, sometime ruddy. These natives will have a regal bearing, erect posture, and graceful movements. Movements are slow, but dramatic and, well “leonine!” Often almond eyes, often dark in shade – again, not necessarily brown or black, but dark blue, dark green, dark hazel. They may have a tendency toward “bad backs,” or pain in the back, neck, and shoulder area, although the shoulders themselves tend to be strong and broad.

VIRGO: Virgos possess a gentleness and grace of movement, as well as a youthful appearance, tending to seem younger than their years. Some blush easily, though more often because they’ve been embarrassed by being singled out, rather than from prudishness. While Virgo’s symbol is the Virgin, this doesn’t make them cold or asexual, but they do tend to be modest. Bright, clear eyes with a gentle but direct expression, delicate noses, and well-shaped, curvy lips are Virginian traits. They can be obsessed by their own appearances, seeing flaws that others don’t, and attempting to “hide” them. You may catch them staring at their own expressions in the mirror, busy analyzing perceived flaws and good points, but only when they think no one’s looking! When it comes to the things they can manage about their appearances, Virgo goes to extremes: neatniks and slobs both typify the Virginian nature. Frequently they can look somewhat fragile, but surprise you with their physical strength. May be subject to digestive problems, upset stomachs, and outbreaks of nervousness and insecurity.

LIBRA: Libra natives are truly Venus’s children, with well-shaped lips and noses, sometimes heart-shaped or oval faces. Dimpled cheeks and cleft chins are common. Generally well-proportioned features and pleasant expressions, even when they’re not feeling pleasant. Movements tend to be graceful, and facial features tend to be more rounded than angular. Another Libran characterisic is a clear and melodious speaking voice. Even Libras who are not conventionally attractive will have a charm to them – their faces have character, whether they’re typically beautiful or not. Gorgeous smiles, and lovely, infectious laughter.

SCORPIO: Scorpio really is all about the eyes. Dark or light, the gaze will be piercing and direct, and unless they’re shooting vengeful daggers from them, people will often comment on how beautiful Scorp’s eyes are. Direct eye contact is this sign’s hallmark, never “shifty eyed.” Sharp features, prominent cheekbones and noses, are common, similar in resemblance to a bird of prey. Scorpios tend to have strong constitutions, and often powerful-looking physiques. Often pale-complected – again, remember, “paleness” does not always equate to “whiteness”. Most Scorpios are poker-faced, able to keep their inner emotions from their outward expressions. Ruling the reproductive organs, Scorpio may be prone to possible health problems with same. Magnetic and mysterious, sensual and compelling.

SAGITTARIUS: Sag’s most noticeable physical trait is “clumsy grace.” Sound contradictory? It’s really not. Think of a newborn foal, teetering and tottering on its legs, while still showing glimpses of the powerful, athletic horse it will one day become. Openness and friendliness show in the Archer’s face and posture. Sag natives may lean forward when conversing with you, getting physically closer to engage emotional closeness. Broad foreheads and cheerful expressions are the norm, as are quick movements and dramatic gestures. They sometimes play with their hair, mostly unconsciously, casually tossing their head to sweep it back, or grabbing a lock and tugging at it. Sagittarians often have beautiful, clear, sparkling eyes. Naturally, they tend toward a strong, athletic build, but can become plump due to their love of food and drink.

CAPRICORN: When talking to a Cap, folks are often struck by their well-modulated, often deep speaking voices. Capricorns frequently have naturally straight hair, and dark or olive complexions. Lacking the jittery energy of other signs, the Goat will generally make slower, more deliberate movements. When at rest, they’ll exhibit steady, somewhat serious expressions. The Goat will generally have a straight, well-shaped nose. Sensitive skin, sometimes subject to rashes, outbreaks, or easy bruising. Noticeable teeth – perhaps because they’re straight, white and even, perhaps because they’re crooked or have many fillings. Grace of manner, but sometimes difficulty relaxing; may appear uptight, bored, or uncomfortable, but once they get past their discomfort, they will appear fresh and warm.

AQUARIUS: One common Aquarian trait is a high forehead. Generally soft-spoken and polite, Aquarius can fly off at a moment’s notice into eccentricity. These natives often have dreamy, light-colored eyes, naturally straight and light-colored hair, finely-chiseled, attractive facial features, and lovely profiles. They’re frequently broad through both hips and shoulders – males and females alike. They often have strong, shapely legs. Aquarians are very sensitive to weather and barometric pressure, so expect to find them bundled up in the winter time, stripped down in hot weather. Great listeners, equally wonderful story-tellers.

PISCES: Gentleness combined with keen intuition that shows in the eyes. Graceful, quick movements. Pisceans tend to have a quite charming manner and a lovely smile. Ruling the feet, Pisceans often have small, delicate feet, or big old clodhoppers. Pisces hair tends to be soft and fine, sometimes naturally wavy and lighter-colored. Soft skin, beautiful, dreamy, noticeable eyes. Elegant, flowing movements. Even tall Pisceans can appear “small” for some reason. Tranquil expression, languid affect. Beautiful smiles, mischievous grins, tinkling laughter.

Hitched (3/10)

a Captain Swan AU fan fiction

Summary:  After a series of events leave her life in pieces, Emma Swan finds herself hitchhiking out of Maine, her wallet empty and her heart broken. The best she hopes for is a driver who isn’t a pervert and takes her far away from the painful memories of Storeybrooke. But when she finds a ride with a quiet truck driver named Jones, Emma discovers that maybe a trustworthy friend is all she needs.

Rating: M or MA; some profanity and sex scenes.

Cover art: created by the absolutely fabulous @thesschesthair!!

Links: // ao3 // ch. 1 //  ch. 2 // ch. 4 // ch. 5 // ch. 6 // ch. 7 // ch. 8 // ch. 9 // ch. 10 // epilogue

(also @teamhook and @followbatb, here’s ya tags ^^)



The loud purr of the engine woke her this time. Emma opened her eyes to see light streaming through the windshield below. There was a little crick in her neck, and she stretched as far as she could, yawning. Then she shimmied around and dropped down into the main area of the cab. Jones was once again nowhere to be seen, but it was a bright, sunny morning, the sun reflecting off the snow lying on the berm of the road and the wet asphalt.

Emma had finished restoring the fold-down bed to its upright and locked position (Like a plane tray table, she thought with amusement), and was pulling on her boots when she saw Jones emerge from the store again. There was a thermos in his hand and a bag suspended over his left arm. He was grinning widely and shaking his head.

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assassinsoul  asked:

threesome with shownu and hyungwon

Threesome with Shownu & Hyungwon

Warning: NSFW

•There is no dom or sub between these two

•Both of them love you so much that all they want to do is cherish you

•Slowly taking off your shirt and pulling down you pants

•Hyungwon kisses all over your shoulders and down your back

•Shownu kisses all over your collarbones and in-between your breasts

•You sigh in ecstasy, finally feeling at peace

•They lay you on your back and one of them immediately goes to your center

•He licks over your wet panties, humming at the taste

•The other one is up by your chest

•Unclipping your bra and pulling it off you, blowing onto your skin

•Making goose bumps appear

•He licks in between your breasts and moves to your nipples

•Licking around them

•Sucking on them

•Biting them

•The bite makes you arch your back

•A firm hand brings you down and two hands hold your hips in place

•You feel your panties being lifted and taken off

•You’re now fully exposed, you feel self conscious about how you look now

•Starting to curl up, as if that will make you disappear

•Both of them stop you

•Laying you out before them

•They both groan at how you beautiful you are to them

•One of them goes back down to your center, spreading your legs and licking up your slit

•The action makes you hiss because of how sensitive you are

•You hear chuckles and you giggle with them

•But soon all giggles are gone

•Plush lips are wrapped around your clit while another pair of thick lips attach themselves to your neck

•You can feel your wetness drip onto the mattress

•The lips on your neck move down to one of you nipples and your breathing starts to quicken

•Two cold fingers are placed at your entrance

•They slowly move farther into you

•Making you widen your legs and start to move your hips to get more friction

•Another finger is placed on your clit

•You try and shut your legs but another hand stops you

•The fingers inside of you start to move faster

•They start to curl up and they touch your g-spot

•That makes you moan out

•Both boy stop and the two fingers tentatively touch that spot again

•You moan louder

•Now the two fingers start to just touch that spot

•While another finger starts rubbing your clit

•Your hips lift off the bed, chasing your climax

•Both boys move faster as they feel you start to tremble

•Your moaning gets louder

•Your breathing increases

•Both fingers touch that spot once more

•All you see is white

•Your breathing has stopped

•You legs have locked themselves together

•You’re full of euphoria

•As you come back from your high, you feel warm hands rubbing up and down your body

•A wet cloth is used to clean up and you’re placed on your stomach, under the covers

•Four hands start to rub your back, as you start to fall asleep you hear them whisper

•"Baby, we love you.“


Hero: Chapter 1 (M)

Song for this chapter: The Answer - UNKLE + Trentemøller

Genre: Vampire!Chanyeol AU; suspense; thriller; eventual smut

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (oc; female)

Rating: M 

Warnings (this chapter): Graphic violence; blood; guns; kidnapping; blood/drug trafficking 

Word Count: 3,486

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11a | 11 b

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Eyjafjallajokull erupting in 2011, Iceland.

Yes, these images are real. Ashy volcanic eruptions can create intense static electricity, allowing lightening to form.

Important to note: Iceland rests on 1) the mid-Atlantic ridge, which is a divergent plate tectonic boundary/active spreading center (magma comes up from the mantle along this crack, as seen in the map above) AND 2) a hotspot (an extra hot location in Earth’s mantle that creates an excess amount of magma).

So basically, Iceland is one massive volcano clusterfuck.


geologicallyspeaking Obsidian Butte is riddled with some other-worldly igneous rock formations. These rocks originate from a spreading center in the valley here. Layers of sheets of basalt are lined up vertically like books as magma oozed up the spreading center. Down near the shore of the Salton Sea there are dikes of solid obsidian. Highly recommend a visit to this gem. No 4x4 required.

Do You Have To Do That (13/15)

Pairing: The Avenger Team x Reader // Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Swearing?

A/N: I have decided to re-write this for those of you who had started it, I’m going to start over I’m keep the first part and possibly a good portion of the second. But I am going to take it in a different direction. If you want to be tagged let me know, I’ll glad you add you.

@chrisevansthedoritobastard   @holahellohialoha  
@almightyunnie @imamotherfuckingstar-lord
@iwillbeinmynest  @letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked
@goodnightwife @irepeldirt  
@yourtropegirl  @bellejeunefillesansmerci  
@buckyb-avengers  @winterboobaer  
@mrhowardstark @captainsteverogerslover  
@stank-tower  @thevanishedillusion  
@shamvictoria11  @heir-of-light-33  
@princess-fangirl1 @alphasoldier
@rileyloves5  @jonsnowisnotdeadthough
@phvckingphandoms    @confuzzled-panda

Parts 1-12

When you land, Thor lets go of you. Looking around, feeling out of place outside the stone building waiting for you to enter.

“Good luck.” Thor winks stepping back from you.

“Wait where are you going?” You ask confused and panicked.

“I’ll be back.” He winks and with a flash he’s gone.

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The Signs & Physical Appearance

ARIES: Tend to have sharp, distinctive features with prominent brows. Aries rules the head and face - some may have birthmarks, scars, etc. on their face or head. Males tend toward baldness, all that testosterone, perhaps? Strong bone structure, quick movements, an upright posture, and awkward sleeping positions are associated with this sign. Some have a ruddy complexion; all will have a strong constitution. They may glance around the room, as opposed to maintaining a steady gaze, and tend to have a confident, brisk manner of walking. They don’t like to sit still for long. May have hawk nose or a nose that is in some way pointy.

TAURUS: Frequently large-bodied (not necessarily plump or fat), could also be muscular and really sturdy. Calm/serene with steady gaze and often with smaller-than-expected ears. They may have a calming effect on others. Ruling the throat and neck, this area is often eye-catching - maybe a thick, “bull-like” neck, or perhaps a long, graceful one, but generally prominent in some way.

GEMINI: Highly expressive faces, reflecting the mood of the moment. They give off a feeling of energy, even when at rest and may jitter a bit or shake their legs, but even if they’re not actually moving, there’s a sense of energy, simply waiting to explode. Darting eyes. Often graced with “small features”, doll-like face or slight in some way, with the features more centered than spread out. Fast-paced speech and an aura of business. Physically agile with a naturally slim build (although weight gain is a possibility later) they just always seem like they “should” be thin, even when they’re not. Small ankles. Restless eyes that seem to take in everything at once, and a high forehead.

CANCER: Their most prominent feature is a round face. Even when skinny they frequently have rounded soft features, and apple cheeks. This sign rules the stomach and breasts, and they’re noticeable in some way. The stomach may be round and Santa-like, or flat with six-pack abs; the female’s breasts may be large or small, but tend to be well-formed and pleasing to the eye. Round eyes with a moony, dreamy expression. High cheekbones and a prominent brow. Very expressive features with long limbs compared to the trunk, even short natives often have a “lanky” look to their arms and legs.

LEO: In keeping with their Zodiac symbol, they frequently have mane-like hair, framing keen-eyed faces. They tend towards ruddy in complexion. They’ll have a sort of regal bearing and erect posture. Their movements can be slow but dramatic - they like to get noticed. They have a tendency toward “bad backs,” or pain in the back, neck, and shoulder area, although the shoulders themselves are strong and broad.

VIRGO: Gentle, fluid movements, as well as a youthful appearance, they always seem younger than their years. Some blush easily. Might give off an asexual, androgynous or very modest vibe. Clear eyes with a gentle but direct expression, delicate nose, curvy but often thin lips. They can be obsessed with their own appearance, seeing flaws that no one else sees and they go to lengths to “hide” them. You may catch them staring at their own expressions in the mirror, busy analyzing perceived flaws, but only when they think no one’s watching. Likes to be neat in appearance, there’s nothing messy about them. When depressed they can really let themselves go. They can look somewhat fragile, but surprise people with their physical strength. Digestive problems, upset stomachs, and outbreaks of nervousness and insecurity are frequent.

LIBRA: Venus’s children with well-shaped lips and noses, sometimes heart-shaped or oval faces, dimpled cheeks and cleft chins. May have a tongue-in-cheek vibe about them. Generally, they have well-proportioned features and pleasant expressions, even when they’re not in a good mood. Their movements tend to be graceful; facial features more rounded than angular. Another feature is a clear, mellifluous voice. Even when not conventionally attractive there will be a certain charm to them - their faces have character, whether they’re what would be considered beautiful or not. Gorgeous smiles and infectious laughter.

SCORPIO: It’s all about the eyes. Their gaze will be piercing and direct, and unless they’re shooting vengeful daggers from them, people will often comment on how beautiful or intense their eyes are. Direct eye contact is this sign’s hallmark, they’re never “shifty-eyed.” Sharp features, prominent cheekbones and noses. They tend to have a strong constitution, often with powerful-looking physiques. They are masters at maintaining the famous poker-face when needed, able to keep their inner emotions from their outward expressions. Ruling the reproductive organs, they may be prone to health problems in this region of the body. Magnetic and mysterious, sensual and compelling is their natural gift. People will look at them, if they want it or not.

SAGITTARIUS: “Clumsy grace” is their most noticeable trait. This may sound contradictory, but think of a newborn foal, teetering and tottering on its legs, while showing glimpses of the powerful horse it will one day be. Openness and friendliness show in Sag’s face and posture. You may find them leaning forward when talking to you, getting physically closer to engage emotional closeness. Broad foreheads, cheerful expressions, quick movements, dramatic gestures. They may play with their hair and often have beautiful, clear, sparkling eyes. They tend toward a taller, stronger build, but can become plump due to their love of food, drink and (due to their ruler, Jupiter) excesses.

CAPRICORN: When talking to them, you may be struck by their well-modulated, often deep speaking voices. Lacking the jittery energy of other signs, they will make slower, more deliberate movements, like everything is choreographed. When at rest, they’ll exhibit a steady, serious expressions. Straight nose, prominent eyebrows, exhibiting the “T” shape this sign is known for. Their skin is sensitive and subject to rashes, acne, or easy bruising. You will notice their teeth - they will be in some way unusual. This sign may appear uptight, bored, fidgety or uncomfortable around people. Once they get past their discomfort, they will appear calm and observing.

AQUARIUS: One common trait of this sign is a high, well-defined forehead. Often soft-spoken and polite, they can fly off at a moment’s notice into eccentricity and rage. They often have dreamy, lighter-colored eyes and a nice, “classic” profile. They’re often broad through both hips and shoulders - males and females alike - with strong, shapely legs. They’re very sensitive to weather and barometric pressure, so expect to find them bundled up in the winter and stripped down in hot weather. They’re good listeners and great storytellers.

PISCES: Gentleness combined with intuition shows in their soft round eyes that often appear sleepy or dreamy in some way, far off in Lalaland. Graceful, quick, and sometimes erratic movements that resemble the fish, swimming in a pond. They tend to have a nice, reluctant smile and either delicate or overly large feet, neither of which ever properly fit a shoe. Their hair usually is soft and fine and may change shade with the seasons, getting lighter in summer. Soft skin and soft features, bruises easily. When aware of being watched, they will have elegant, flowing movements. Regardless of their size they appear to be “small” somehow, compact in how they fit into the picture. Mischievous grins and tinkling laughter.

Heir to a Kingdom [2]

Lotor x Reader pt. 2

Well, here’s the long awaited Part Two! And the plot thickens…~

I dragged this on and rushed it at the same time, how do you do that?? I’m sorry if this is terrible, I’ll edit this as soon as I get back to America.

– Ryan

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6

The Galran stronghold ran like clockwork; It wasn’t hard for him to command an entire fleet. What was frightening, though, was how smoothly he played the part, how he fit into place. Lotor barked orders for the next attack, and everyone followed along accordingly. His sound demands made no room for error, should anyone wish to lose their life. But everyone had their doubts, especially for an attack on Voltron.

“Station the units, I need no more than the fighters I requested.” The Galran officer gave a curt nod. Before he can leave, Lotor speaks without so much as a glance to him, “only the units I requested. Any more, and I will think you’ve sabotaged my plan.” Lotor turns with a look that finishes his threat, and the officer swallows.

“Understood.” He excuses himself, recounting the soldiers requested for the attack.

Lotor’s plan was elaborate and calculated. He smirks, watching as everything falls into place, just how he needs it.

“You always were the inferior strategist, Father. And that’s why I will have Voltron.”


Completely stumped, everyone stands around the center console of the control room in a sort of strategy meeting. It had been weeks since the incident with Zarkon, and there has been no activity from the other side. Without Shiro, the team couldn’t yet fight the Galran Empire. So any rescue missions and distress signals were reluctantly put off – but not ignored. It had pained you and the Paladins greatly to know you couldn’t do, well, anything.

“How about allies?” You suggest, breaking the solemnity hanging in the air, and all sets of eyes fall on you. You take a deep breath, and speak again to clarify. “How about recruiting allies? We already have the Blades of Marmora, not to mention the Balmerans and the Olkari. If we want to strengthen ourselves, we’re going to need help.”

You can see the mixed reactions on all the faces looking at you, and you sigh. You shared the exact sentiment. To drag innocents into a war? Innocents that you meant to protect? Had Shiro been in this situation, would he have made this decision?

How many times a day have you asked yourself this question? No, no more.

“It doesn’t mean soldiers.”

The group has pulled through the weeks with endless training and strategies for the next encounter with Zarkon, but there was no recon mission. No attempts to leave the castle and search.

“Anyone that believes in our cause, who’s not afraid to stand against the oppression of the Galran Empire. For resources, or intel.”

Not even for a clue.

“We can’t just sit here and do nothing. It’s not like Shiro’s going to pop out of nowhere and land in our laps.” Lance speaks up after your words. Something had ignited in him, as well. Perhaps he was sick of feeling useless and vulnerable, too. “We can do with another resource run, but I think it’s about time we’ve spread our influence through the galaxy.” The Paladins all nod in agreement, and you smile, knowing you’ve made the right decision.

“If we go to Galran-occupied planets, it is possible they might contact Zarkon. Splitting up on top of that would spell for disaster. You can’t even form Voltron.” Allura says, her conviction clear in her words, though they came across as a scolding.

“They know how to fight. They won’t be alone, either.” Kolivan steps up, placing a hand on Allura’s shoulder. “With a sound plan, this ‘recruitment’ might just work. We need all the help we can get.” 

And the plan was set. Kolivan would take you, Lance, and Hunk to a planet just bordering Galran occupation. There, you would convince their leader to join forces with Voltron, and resist the Galran Empire.

Keith, Pidge, and Coran would make for an expedition of reclaiming resources, and requesting any information regarding the Galran Empire’s next course of action.

The plans have been checked and double checked, fool proofed, and backed up from A, B, all the way to numerals. Allura was reluctant to approve this, but Kolivan and the Paladins had reassured her that this was the only course of action.

Of course, it was a slight cover – that only Coran was aware of – to look for Shiro. But everyone had their missions in mind.

Allura only allowed this on the condition everyone brought their lions. Which was fine, but it was difficult to convince a neutral power that you meant no harm when you came practically fully loaded at their doorstep.

“No, your majesty. Though they act on their own as you see now, they will not attack you.” The lions move to sit, but despite playing the ‘threatened’ card, the King’s soldiers don’t waver.

“I can tell you’re strong, your majesty. Your army is trained well, and you’re respected by all, even the Nature on your planet.” You gesture to the lush vegetation, and the healthy wildlife you know that inhabits it. “We are not asking you to sit back, and let us protect your planet for you. We ask that you lend us your strength to fight for, and to protect, your freedom.” 

Amazed by your words, Lance and Hunk are left completely speechless, and the King seemed to contemplate your offer.

“Very well. Since we fight for the same interests, I do not see why we cannot aid in your cause.”

Over dinner, you discuss the finer details of the negotiation, and it all works out well. Without giving away too much, You, Lance, and Hunk tried to pick for information regarding Shiro’s whereabouts, but come up empty. It was discouraging, but you continue through the night without falter.

That is, until the comm link went off.

“Yes, Allura?” You excuse yourself from the table, and make your way to the hall.

“Those Lions, they look like they’d be hard to pilot..” The King’s daughter, who had joined you all for the feast, speaks up after your departure, trying to keep up the conversation.

Lance leans over the table, resting his chin in the palm of his hand, in one fluid motion. “Princess, I’ll have you know in my trainee days, I was known as the ‘Tailor’…” Hunk groans as he’s already heard this number quite a few times, and Kolivan coughs awkwardly at the attempt to flirt.

The one thing to save everyone from the torture was your alarming reappearance, your eyes blown wide and a look of terror on your face.

“The Galrans are attacking the castle.” 

That was all you needed to say to have the three bolt from the table and after you to the lions. 


What started as a chuckle now rings out as full-on laughter, and Lotor leans forward on the armrest of his father’s throne. How marvelous, they saved him the trouble of going to them, by coming to him.

It was almost like she was begging him to capture her.

She should be defenseless, and they’ve spread out their forces.

“How foolish.” He grins wickedly. With all the excitement, he almost forgot his plan.


Now, the girl. He thinks carefully; would she have gone on the front lines, with the Lion? Or would she take the liberty to evacuate the citizens?

Taking a look at the records of her previous encounters with the Galrans, she was never on the front lines. Sure, she fought alongside them, but she hadn’t the same strength the Lions had. And almost every single time she’d stay a line of defense behind, to protect the inhabitants.

It was almost laughable how predictable her position would be.

“Prepare my fighter.” He hands the holo-tablet to the guard on his right before standing, making his way to the exit of the command center. A wicked smirk spreads across his face, and he walks with purpose to the hangar.

“This’ll be over quick.”


An ambush. You chide yourself as you shout over your shoulder to the King and his daughter to find shelter. From there you urge Hunk and Lance to go to their lions, and begin fighting.

Hopefully Keith and Pidge can make it to the castle in time.

You look to Kolivan who gives a nod, seemingly reading your mind. You rush with him to the pods you’d descended from the Yellow Lion, and him the Blue Lion. Within them were the weapons you’d stored in case of times like this.

“Hurry..!” You curse to yourself as you fumble with the holster and belt of your weapons, and yank out the Naginata you’re so familiar fighting with. Kolivan had already taken a head start, but the sounds of battle were already settled as if the fight had started hours ago. You clench your fists around the spear, and you gauge your enemies.

The King’s army had already taken the lead in the fight, discharging fighters against Galran fighters, and targeting those that had landed on foot.

You were thrust, suddenly, by a strike from behind. Skidding across the ground only a meter or so, you bring a hand around to your shoulder to feel the tender wound. You grimace, and wipe the blood off your hand to gain a secure grip on your weapon. A Galran with a blaster stood over you, but before he could register what to do next, you had whisked the gun from his hands with your Naginata, and used the momentum to kick under his legs. Easily, you flip yourself up from the ground, and drive your blade’s head into his chest. You didn’t have the time to catch your breath, though, before the next wave of foot soldiers made their way over. Six, you count, and you look up to see the Lions dealing with their own wave of fighters.

“Kolivan!” You look for the Blade’s leader, knowing you can’t fight all on your own.

“[y/n]!” you turn as you hear your name, followed by a grunt and the sound of metal clashing. Kolivan seemed to have his hands full with his own fight, taking on three Galrans at once. You grit your teeth, and leave the wave coming at you, hopefully, in the hands of the army lending its strength.

Something isn’t right. The feeling churns in your stomach like a bad meal, and you can’t sit right. It’s almost as if the Galrans are tying to separate you from Kolivan. Like they had a plan. What was even more unsettling, they weren’t striking with the intent to kill.

Your shoulder was still sore from the earlier impact you took from that blaster’s ammunition, and it was weakening your blows from your Naginata.

You curse your shaking hands, knowing you won’t be able to be a straight shot with a blaster. You stick to your blade, and hold your stance as the circle of Galrans seem to close in on you.

As if to accentuate this climax, there’s a strong gust of wind as a Galran fighter swoops low to the ground. You shield your face from the gust of dirt that whips up, but through the cloud shrouding the pod, you can see a lithe figure jump from the cockpit. You bring your weapon before you, the blade pointed down to the ground, but facing out, ready to attack. The Galrans nearby fighting Kolivan seem to know who it is, and they all falter, which was their mistake as Kolivan skewers the one closest to him. But, he can’t help but share that feeling of dread. Something was off.

“You’re a lot smaller than you look in the records.” His voice rings out; a low baritone that reverberates through your chest. “I have to say I wasn’t expecting that.” Your eyes narrow at the figure, as it emerges from the cloud blocking your vision.

[y/n]!” Kolivan shouts, recognizing the figure, and the sound of a blade through flesh follows twice more as the man before you smirks. Your eyes widen, and your guard falters as you study him a bit more.

“You.. are you.. Altean?” You could swear he holds the characteristics of an Altean, from his body structure, and his ears. Kolivan continues to struggle behind you, calling out to you, but his voice is drowned out in the background. The barrier of Galrans surrounding you and this stranger tighten, and you’re faintly aware of the fight Kolivan is putting up with.

“Who are you?” You ask, again on the defensive as you tighten your grip on your Naginata with a stronger spirit. This only elicits a chuckle, and you’re left frustrated.

“You can call me Prince Lotor.” His voice is void of emotion, and his face is almost impossible to read. You can feel your skin crawl from the raw tension, and you ready your weapon. “But we’re not here for me, little ‘nova… we’re here for you.” As he speaks, he pulls back his sword, his hair flowing over his shoulder, then quickly, and gracefully, strikes. Luckily you had expected an attack, and you bring your Naginata up to guard the attack, parrying his move. You spin your Naginata over your arm, blade out, and he pulls back as if knowing what your next move was. You click your tongue, and shout as you charge another attack.

The both of you continue in a waltz accompanied by the sound of metal on metal, and dirt shifting beneath your feet. Your stamina has almost completely depleted, and your wound’s pain is starting to spread throughout your body. It takes just one moment of carelessness on your part, and Lotor has your Naginata’s blade cut from the staff. With one swift, fluid motion, he takes the hilt of his blade, and strikes you in the back, knocking you to the ground.

“What do you.. want?” You look up at him, griping the remainder of your trusty weapon, and he just sneers.

“So many questions,” Lotor circles you, bringing the back of his blade across your torso as he does so, “I’ve had enough of this toying around.” Eying your bloodied shoulder, he sheaths his sword. His action had confused you, that is until there was a searing pain that shoots all the way down your spine. You scream from the pain, and the sound has Lotor smirking wide.

“That’s it.. succumb to the pain.” As your consciousness slips, you can feel Lotor’s arm hook under you, lifting you against his body.

It’s warm.. Your last coherent thought rings through you mind as you fall to oblivion.


“[y/n]?!” Kolivan continues to ram against the barricade the Galran droids have made. He breaches through a shield, and dismembers the mechanical soldier, before he’s met with the scene before him. Lotor has your limp, bloodstained body cradled to his own. “Lotor. You won’t get away with this.” Amused, Lotor simply turns around, and makes his way to the pod he arrived in.

“We’ve gotten what we came for. No need to overstay our welcome.” He speaks simply, and in one gesture, calls the droids to action. “Activate the cloaking shield.” He orders, directing Haggar from his position on the planet. The droids attack Kolivan, all stalling for time as Lotor boards the carrier with you in hold.

Occupied with the attack dealt to him, Kolivan couldn’t make a breakthrough to get to you in time. Lotor proceeds to do as he planned, and activates his own cloaking shield in the pod before firing it up. All Kolivan is left with is the sight of the aircraft leaving the atmosphere. The droids retreat on their own, escaping into any fighter they can get close enough to, but not before Kolivan takes out a handful of them from anger alone.