did i spell their last names right

  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: okay so I know Madame Morrible said spells are irreversible but really she could've just been saying that so Elphaba couldn't help the monkeys and she and the wizard could keep them as spies and seriously Elphaba is like the most powerful witch ever there's no way that she wouldn't be able to find a counter spell to turn Fiyero back I mean really
modern outsiders headcanons because i love these with every fiber of my being

-johnny would loVE the plant aesthetic im talkin this kid has got like four cacti with names and shit
-pony&two bit are obsessed with marvel/star wars and are practically walking encyclopedias of the movies
-pony secretly likes the comics more than the movies tho
-soda’s selfie game is the best out of all of them
- Steve ‘do not drop a single fucking CRUMB in this car or I will PERSONALLY throw you out into the fucking STREET’ Randle
-darry is starting to get more heated during cooking competitions than football games
-two bit joins drama for the lols but actually ends up really enjoying it
-johnny&pony have the longest streak on snap chat and all they do is send each other either a black screens or the top of their forehead
-steve is so bad at keeping snap streaks and soda gets so pissed
-dally takes gym a lil too seriously
-dally only takes selfies of himself in the mirror but the flash is covering like his entire face and everyone is annoyed
-darry secretly has a meltdown every time he sees a dog and wants one so bad
-darry wishes there was a game like neko atsume for dogs
-every single one of them loves uptown funk and they have made a video star to it its so bad but they’re rlly proud of it

Markiplier Theory: The Final Showdown

I think all these ego pop-ups / cameos (idk) are going to lead up to something big, and here’s my theory on it. (Buckle the fuckle up my dudes this is a pretty girthy theory that I hope you enjoy!)

We all know that the alter-egos (I’m calling them ‘ipliers’ to make it easier) are trying to take over mark’s channel hence the whole dark thing saying “How does this help us take back control? We’re the heart and soul of this channel after all.” These fuckos kNoW how much power they truly have over us I mean c’mon they would have probably picked up on it by now (and by they I mean google could have found it easy seeing as we were all and still are freaking the fuck out) and now they’re trying to steal the channel from Mark.

I’m stating this next sentence very loosely so just kinda ignore it if it makes no sense but: Maybe, they’re gonna pull and Anti and by ‘pull an Anti’ I mean they’re probably gonna find anyway they can to eliminate Mark and take over his channel, so probably killing him.

Ok the Anti thing doesn’t really make a lot of sense but let’s continue: We do know that they are trying to take control or to be ‘let in’ to be able to wield the power that Mark and his fans (us) hold could lead to chaos and they want as much of it as they can get.

Here’s how I see it: something bigger than just ‘Ooo evil yet hot characters coming back to be all evil and stuff, haha murder’ I’m thinking like a civil war type show-down. (Bear with me it may be completely ridiculous) i’ll leave that there for now cause I have other things to say.

Let’s examine the teams (if this is what I’m theorising)

Team Dark:

Let’s face it this is Dark’s team 100% will not share he is like a toddler with candy. Mark said it himself in a live stream that “ He’s a social manipulator. He is literally, 100% manipulative. He leads you into this false sense of security, and he wants you to trust him because he wants to take advantage of you.” He will legitimately do anything for you (“I can give you anything”) or, in this case, will literally do anything to make sure that the people on his side, STAY on his side and he’s willing to put up with it all to make sure he WINS.

Wilford: Well this should be pretty obvious: Will wanted famed way to make his mark (pun not intended) on the world, forget about all the murder and such (bUBBLES). He is an important ‘iplier’ and is obviously not new to the whole killing thing. Plus he is one of the oldest characters on the channel, revealing even dark himself, and if not contained he could become a deadly enemy. Which is why Dark wants him: (I’m sorry new darkstache shippers) to use him. c’mon do you really think that whole ‘Will’ thing was real? Pfft nO throughout the whole Dark encounter we see he’s barely keeping his calm. As Mark would say, he’s ‘cracking’ and is barely managing to keep up with Wilford’s shit because all he wants to do is take Mark’s channel and to him this is a complete wast of time. I’m also thinking that Dark is saving most of the gory details for when he’s closer to reaching his goal because Wilford seems more fixated on the tv show more so than the initial plan.

Google: Well I’m guessing Dark managed to convince him that the plan was to take over Mark’s channel and ‘destroy man-kind’ which just so HAPPENS to be his secondary objective which guessing by the “this deviated from our primary objective” Dark either messed with his programming or google just went full evil robot all on his own. (you do you boy, I’m proud) Also, who wouldn’t want a powerful murderous robot with a brain that’s literALLY GOOGLE ITSELF. I’ve made my case I think.

The Host: (personally one of my faves and I hope to see more of my son soon) well I’m not 100% sure what drives the Author/host (if you haven’t seen Mark legit confirmed they were the same person) but I’m guessing it has something to do with control (as in the fans) as in manipulations (his experiments) to see how far he could go to actually drive a person insane. Or he wants to write more books, who knows. But by the constant if almost forced narration is anything to come by he is very important and is either psychic (from other theories I’ve read, sorry can’t remember who but it was good) or can alter/shape reality by just talking which makes him very powerful.

Dr. Iplier: I have two possible Dark manipulation tactics Dark may have used. 1) He never really wanted to be a doctor but maybe parents forced him to (very loose theory here) but his true heart was in show business so like I’m thinking the opposite of Joey from F.R.I.E.N.D.S like the over dramatisation of the “I’m sorry. You’re dying” plus the inexperienced eye movement thing (which may have just been Mark fucking around. Probably the case tbh) or he just really wanted to act but never really knew how and was inexperienced so Dark promised him an acting job and judging by the “it wasn’t actually that bad, featured my ideas quite well” he probably doesn’t care / isn’t aware of the initial “end game” but is content where he is right now.

Ed Eddington: (really fucking last name that I can’t remember how to spell adoptalotakids???) he did mention it himself and I quote, “I know this is of topic, but I still need to sell my son.” He’s definitely aware of whats to come (well probably as much as Dark told him, which probably isn’t a lot tbh) but he ws promised he would A: sell his son and B: get a thirty second spot which is probably the only reason why he’s onboard.

Bim Trimmer: (I’m skipping silver sheppard and you’ll soon find out why) well Bim is probably only after one thing: fame and he’ll probably do as much if not anything he can to reach it and that makes him an easy target for Dark. He isn’t too happy about not being able to host that game show but I still think he’ll stay on board (for now anyways)

Silver shepherd: who could forget him? Well every evil super villain team needs a mole. Yes, I said mole and who better to be that mole then Mark himself. Let’s go back to that Cyndago sketch shall we? I think the silver Shepard is one of the only ‘ipliers’ that is ever referenced as mark himself. I know this is kind of a long stretch but Wilford himself confims it by saying this “it’s for everybody, not you” gestures to the Silver Sheppard as if to say “I know it’s you Mark, come on” which in return receives a double finger defence (signature move idk just wanted to put that there) and I’m pretty sure the rest of team (or a couple) know it as well but they’re keeping it from Dark for some reason. A back-up plan or escape route if it all goes to shit.

Septiplier: well maybe just Mark’s way of killing it forever or Dark promise to kill it or something. Sorry guys, Septiplier is dEAD once and for all

We’ve talked about the who now let’s cover the why, let’s examine this quote shall we? “So Completely unironically, Darkiplier is a completely separate entity from who I am. But, he admires what I’ve accomplished” there is no denying that Dark does in fact admire Mark’s work and al that he’s accomplished but not in the way that most people think. Dark isn’t some mega fanboy of Mark. No, he’s an evil version of Mark so the reason why he admires Mark and stuff is not because of all the good he’s done, it’s cause the channel itself could be seen as a power source, And Dark wants it. Badly. Seeing as he’s reappeared at least three times this year even. Going so low as to try and manipulate US for his cause because I’m guessing he’s been planning this for a long time and I’m sure he and the other ‘ipliers’ will make a reappearance real soon. As for why he’s trying to take Mark’s channel, I’m not sure. So for now, I leave you with this, Buh-Bye!

anonymous asked:

Hello~ Could you please write a scenario where Minghao keeps trying to confess to you, but something messes him up every time (like he gets too shy and forgets his words, someone else walks in, he gets called in for practice, etc.)?? Thank you!!!

~I hope this is good! This is the first thing I’ve written for the boys to date<3 Thank you for request Anon!!~

Minghao stared at you as a large smile took over your face, your head slightly tilted back as you laughed loudly at the joke Soonyoung told you. A small smile of his own tugged the corners of his lips upward as he continued to look at you in fascination. The way your eyes sparkled, the crinkles that appeared around your eyes when you smiled, the color of your eyes, and the slight swish of your hips as you walked all fascinated him. You fascinated him, in the simplest of terms.

“Ming, you’re staring,” Junhui quietly spoke to the thinner boy in Mandarin, nudging him in his ribs gently. The words made Minghao flush a bright red color, looking away from you quickly. 

“You should tell her, you know. I’m tired of hearing you go on about her. No offense,” Junhui told his friend, this time in Korean. 

“I’m scared,” Minghao spoke back, saying words he told Jun so many times in the past. 

“I know, Ming, but if you don’t tell her, she might fall for someone else,” Minghao sighed, the anxious feeling he knew all too well reoccurring in his chest. 

“Go tell her Minghao, the worst she can do is say she doesn’t like you,” Junhui pushed the younger boy in your direction, Minghao fighting the entire way. 

“That’s still bad, hyung!” Minghao whisper-shouted at the older boy, as he skidded to a stop in front of you. 

“Hi Minghao!” you chirped, tugging the boy down to the floor where you were sitting with Soonyoung, Jihoon, and Vernon. He blushed at the contact, as you continued to hold onto his arm as he sat next to you. 

“Hey Y/N,” he spoke quietly, his face a rosy color. The way you smiled at him, the crinkles by your eyes prominent and a light flush on your cheeks instilled confidence in him, and he vowed to tell you one day, soon, that he liked you, but right now was not that time.

Minghao breathed deeply as he stood outside your room door in the dorm, you being the assistant to the band allowed you to live them. (Which was good Minghao assumed, he got to spend more time with you, but that also meant he found more things to love about you.) You let out a quick shout, letting him run over the words in his head before you opened the door. Your hair was wet, and you had a big shirt covering the top half of your body, leggings on the lower. (Minghao recognized the print to be one of his own shirts that heh thought he lost, but he didn’t mention it.)

“Hi Mingie!” You smiled brightly at him, ushering him inside of your room as you both sat on the bed. 

“Hi Y/N,” he smiled at you, letting out a breathy chuckle at how cute you are. 

“What can I help you with?” You spoke, making Minghao remember why he was at your room in the first place. His smile dropped slightly, his nerves coming back as he tried to back track to what he was going to say. He took a deep breath once again, before he looked at you, gently taking your petite hand in his larger one. 

“Y/N, I need to tell you something.” The smile on your face shifted to a look of concern, which made his heart swell with something he can’t really explain. 

“What’s wrong? You know you can tell me everything Ming.” You spoke confidently, taking his other hand in yours as well. He smiled, and blushed a light pink before he began to speak again. 

“Y/N, I really l-” He was cut off as your door swung open and a worried Jisoo was looking in the room. 

“Sorry, but Y/N, Hansol is crying and we don’t know why.” The words Jisoo spoke were in a rush, and he stuttered on a few of them, before a significant wail from a dorm room close to yours made both you and him fly out of the room, leaving Minghao alone in your room. 

He sighed, as he finally gained a chance, and the confidence to tell you how much he liked you, but he couldn’t. You were basically a mother to the boys, even the ones you were younger than. He knew that, and he adored that trait of yours. Sitting on your bed silently, he just wished he had told you ten seconds sooner.


Being part of the performance unit was always a joy for Minghao. He loved dancing. He loved the air currents he could create as he spun; he loved cool chill he would get as his hot sweat would meet the cool air of the practice room when he jumped in the air. Dancing was considered a stress reliever for him, his past of b-boying making the choreography Soonyoung taught him more fluid and easier. 

Only very rarely did he find dancing a hassle. Right now was one of those moments. 

He was song close to telling you he liked you - again - before Jun had to walk in and interrupt him, telling Minghao that Soonyoung had requested a spontaneous practice for the four of them. The guilty look on his best friend’s face did not make feel any less annoyed. He just wanted to tell you that he liked you, it wasn’t like he was reciting every word of the Harry Potter book series to you. 

“Ming, I really am sorry.” Junhui’s words were quiet, interrupting the silence they had created as they made their way to the practice room. 

“It’s fine, Jun.” Minghao sighed, running a hand through his hair, forcing a small smile on his face to show his friends. Yeah, right now dancing wasn’t the most important thing on his mind. 

Two weeks later, Minghao finally had another chance to tell you, but you weren’t free. You were putting the final touches of makeup on your face as you got ready to go see your parents for the first time in a long time. 

“Ming, it’s now or never.” Junhui said, glancing at him before he looked back at his phone. 

“She’s busy, Junnie.” Minghao sighed, slouching in his spot on the couch. Junhui let out a laugh, shaking his head slightly. 

“It’s five words, maximum, that you have to tell her. Besides, you know she won’t mind if you take two minutes of her time.” Junhui responded, before waving a hand at the door of the room. “Go on.”

Minghao sighed out of exasperation, but stood up none-the-less, walking toward your room, knocking on the door slightly. 

“Can I talk to you real quick?” He asked, as you looked at him through the mirror. You grinned at him, nodding. 

“I really like you Y/N.” He said, his voice loud and confident. He immediately blushed, his heart racing. He kept eye contact with you, noticing the small blush form on your cheeks. 

“I know Mingie.” You spoke, as you placed you lip gloss tube down, and turned to him. His mouth went dry, and his face drained of all color. You giggled, taking long strides to him, as you leaned up and kissed his cheek. 

“I just thought you knew I liked you too.” 

Fun story, had a little freak out finishing this. I wrote it here, as a response, but wanted to spell check it, so I tried looking for Word on my sister’s laptop (the computer I am using right now) but I couldn’t find it, so I used this thing called OneNote. (We just updated her compter to Windows 10 last night, so I thought they changed the name to Word. They did not) SO I spell checked my work, and copied it to paste it on here, and when I pasted it, it was a screen cap. Before i did that, mind you, I erased my unedited work completely. (I fixed it obviously, but I almost cried.)

Anyway! I hope you like this! Thanks for reading!<3

Signing off, 

Admin Lil

Count down to Miss Fisher Con (2) / My MFMM Calendars for 2017: May

Left: The MFMM official calendar this month features Miss Fisher, Jack, Dot, and Hugh. If you recall a few weeks ago when I celebrated my two-year Instagram anniversary, I posted a photo similar to this one (link here). I now know that it must have been taken by Ben King as well. Major heart eyes.

Occupying the bottom of the calendar are the two cabbies/red raggers/ex-wharfie rabble-rousers. “Bert (Travis MacMahon) and Cec (Anthony Sharpe) have useful Melbourne connections and street-smarts, and supply Miss Fisher with valuable inside information and back-up security.” I did a double take when I saw how they spelled Travis’s last name. A quick google search confirmed that the MFMM calendar made a rare spelling error. It should have been Travis McMahon.

By the way, in just a couple of days, I will be meeting Travis and Anthony in person at #MissFisherCon2017 (May 4 – May 7 in Vegas). I have so many questions for them about their experiences with the show, and I hope they will share some fun behind the scene stories with us.

Right: To pair my custom-made calendar with the official one, I went with the selective photos of the four leads from “My Friday Phrack Feels” and “To Dot and Hugh” series (links here and here). I am calling it “Beside every good woman is a good man”. Not only are they good men, but their irresistible constabulary charms are off the chart!

(Posted 01-May-2017)

bell88x9y  asked:

Well, this would be my first time asking for a prompt, so why not give it a shot ? Could you do Barba with 22 ("I could kiss you right now!")

Something with the numbers are off, BUT I got the right request done. Enjoy!

(I may have to send out messages to make sure there wasn’t a mistake on anyone else’s!)

Apologies for any errors. The eyes are finally starting to recover from this afternoon’s dilation.

You jingled your keys as you walked down the hallway, making your presence known as you approached your neighbor.

He’d given you a key to his place months ago when you offered to water his plants while he was away for the weekend.

Just because you lived in the city didn’t mean you had to stop being neighborly.

Good thing, too, for him, since he managed to lock himself out of his apartment this particular evening.

“Did I interrupt something?”

He looked you up and down, a move that would normally earn your disgust, but in this case, you understood. 

Barba had only ever seen you in your usual daytime attire: jeans or sweats and an oversized t-shirt, glasses, hair pulled back in a messy bun. Standing in front of his door now in a simple black dress, hair down and styled, it was obvious you didn’t just come from the gym or a walk around the block.

“A date, but don’t worry about it.”

His face fell.

“Well, now I really feel bad. Did you get through dinner at least?”

“Appetizers had just been ordered when you called.”

“There’s takeout on its way. You’re welcome to join me. Unless of course you were going to return to your date.”

“No chance of that. He wasn’t too thrilled I took your call.”

“If you’re trying to make me feel worse for calling…”

“Not at all. There are some questionably old Lean Cuisines at my place, so takeout sounds great, so long as you’re sure you don’t mind me intruding. Don’t feel obligated.”

“Please. I always order too much anyway.”

You stepped inside and slipped your shoes off by the door.

“Make yourself comfortable.”

You walked over to the couch and took a seat. You’d been in the apartment before, but it was odd being here as an invited guest. You knew little about your neighbor, other than the fact that he was an ADA who worked long hours, and the apartment itself, while nicely decorated, didn’t tell you much about him.


Barba set two glasses and a bottle on the coffee table.


He filled the glasses and sat beside you, quietly sipping his wine.

“So, I don’t think I know what it is you do?”

“For work?” Of course work, you thought to yourself. Small talk was never your strong point. “I’m a programmer. I contract mostly, and I do a lot of app creation.”

He tipped his head to the side and leaned forward.


“Yes. What?”

“What do you mean, what?”

“Nine times out of ten, people tune out when I tell them what I do, or ask me if I make things like Candy Crush.”

“Do you?”

You were about to shoot him a dirty look when you caught the smirk on his face.

“Not really.”

“Actually, it just made me think of a case.”


“There’s a suspect who’s been assaulting women and the thinking was that he was using social media to track them, but they all use different platforms and have different online behavior. We have a suspect, but the detectives are having a hard time finding a connection across victims.”

“Has your team looked to see if they have any other apps in common, maybe something not necessarily social media related?”

“You have something in particular in mind?”

“Something that required them to have their location services enabled. They didn’t have any kind of safety alert app on their phones, did they?”

Barba was texting someone as you spoke. “Why?”

“It would be the perfect way to track unsuspecting victims. If the creator made a backdoor that allowed them to cull personal data and the live location, he could easily stalk his victims. Depending on the app, he might even be able to access their camera on whatever device they were using.”



His phone buzzed and his eyebrows went up.

“Several of the victims have the same alert app. But not all.”

“Tell your team to see if the ones that don’t have the app ever downloaded it. It could have left a ghost app behind that runs in the background. The user wouldn’t know it was there. And then if they find that’s the case, if your tech team has the ability, they can search for a signature in the code and compare it to anything else the suspect has created.”

“You’re saying the guy would be stupid enough to sign his handiwork?”

“Ego is a powerful thing.”

Barba typed in his phone as he got up to answer a knock at the apartment door. He returned with a bag and set it down on the table, still staring on his phone.

“How would you feel about taking the food to go?”

You stood up and nodded. “Not a problem. You’ve got work to do. I can head back to my place.”

“Not what I meant. I was thinking of taking you over to the precinct. Maybe you could help the team look for this signature you’re talking about?”



One of the detectives, Carisi, looked over your shoulder.

“What am I lookin’ at?”

“See that right there?”

He shook his head.

“It looks like everything else.”

His partner, Rollins, pointed to the screen.

“That bit of code right there?”

“Yeah. It doesn’t actually do anything. Is your suspect named Sam, by any chance?”

“His last name is Samuels,” Barba answered. “How did you…?”

“It’s there in the useless code. The first letter of every variable spells out a message, in this case, “Sam I am”. That’s his signature. Given that it’s a pretty old school way of signing your work, he’s probably been using it forever, so I reverse compiled some of his known work with a hex editor, and…”

You slid your chair back and pointed to the screens, showing the same code highlighted in several windows.

“I could kiss you right now.”

You and the two detectives all turned to look at Barba, still staring at the screens.

“Buy the girl dinner first, Barba.”

“Technically, he did,” you said, pointing to the half empty takeout container on the desk in front of you.

“Big spender,” Carisi chimed in.

Barba appeared to be ignoring you all as he put the phone to his ear.

“Carisi, Rollins, what are you waiting for? Fill in Benson and go.”

The detectives thanked you and took off, leaving you with Barba as he finished up on the phone.

“I guess I owe you again.”

“As I see it, I’m owed about two hours of consulting, a proper dinner, and a date. Is there paperwork I need to submit for that? A slightly less traditional expense report?”

Barba rolled his eyes.

“Come on, let’s get you home.”

“I guess that means the offer of a kiss is off the table.”

The two of you walked on to the elevator and he hit the button for the first floor.

“Put it in the report and we’ll see if it gets approved.”

He smiled without looking at you as the elevator doors opened.

This thing bothers me for a long time. 

Just for nostalgia reason I’ve re-read the first Bionicle book: The Tale of the Toa. I have the english edition and the official hungarian translated version of the novel. I was a child when I got the books and I really love them even now, but as I grew up I saw many fails in the translation, horrible grammar mistakes, mispelling places or names. Then I read the english one. I don’t remember any mispelling or accidently-weapon switching mistakes, I didn’t really cared because I got a mindfuck: MISSING SCENES in english or rather ADDED SCENES in hungarian???

So I’ve re-read it. The english one I got. The english scanlations from Cross-Wired-Freak. And the hungarian one. The english book is counting 126 pages, while the hungarian is 176. We could say it’s because of the language differences, hungarian grammar uses long words and sentences and as would Kazi say in Power Play: “Never use two words when 127 will do.”

But then again, I spot the differences, the hungarian edition HAS MORE SCENES, dialogues and stuff, how can this be possible? Authorial freedom? Translating freedom? 

Just one example: in Chapter 3 when Gali arrived, she’ve met with Lewa. Lewa challenged her for a race in a swamp because she mocked Lewa being like an oversized bird up there on the trees. It’s not happening in the english version. Gali just arrive to the shore after the tarakawa and that’s it. 

Now this is the last page of Gali’s chapter in the english. The whole is like 3 and the quarter pages. 

This is the hungarian one, the highlighted is the last few sentence in the english (4 pages). And then there is continuation with the following scene I mentioned! Gali wanders in the jungle and Lewa finds her, tells her about the Toa’s quest then the challenge request. +6 pages.

And I’ve found more of these “extra scenes”. I don’t say it’s wrong, totally not out of context, and added more depth to the characters, it’s just strange how did the translator get these scenes. I mean, he couldn’t even spell the names right sometimes but made up totally IC scenes with them. 

Did someone met these extra scenes in the non-english versions? 

If anyone is interested in these scenes, I can find them, make a comparison and translate them to english, starting with this one. Some are really funny, though. 

(I’m not a native english speaker, but I’ll do my best!)

Lams modern day coffee shop AU fic

AN: My first fanfic for Hamilton! It might be a one shot, I might do a sequel. If you have the time, you should totally let me know what you think - message me, DM me, whatever you want! I’m open to prompts as well. Thanks for reading! :D

Part Two

Rating: T

Word Count: 1229

Ship: Lams

Summary: Poor little overworked Ham was in need of coffee, a cute barista was willing to help him… And flirt a little.

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agentgem  asked:

From that ask meme abt OCs- I wanna hear more about Ordina and Dayaa (I think I spelled them right...)

You did !! And bless your entire heart for actually sending me an ask let alone one with two of my babes :’)

Ooookay sO

Full Name: Ordina (there’s no more, they don’t know if they had a given last name or anything from their creator because their memory files were almost all wiped or corrupted– fun, right?)

Gender and Sexuality: demisexual panromantic genderfluid
Pronouns: she/he/they (any pronouns are alright by this android)

Ethnicity/Species: Android and since they’re an android they don’t really have an ethnicity but they’re faintly silver in color

Birthplace and Birthdate: unknown/unknown (they were constructed some time in the future and ended up in the past via a temporal disruption with no recollection of anything before they rebooted and started up on an uninhabited distant moon in the mid 23rd century. they were found by a team of researchers from a Vulcan science vessel)

Guilty Pleasures: not altogether something that is a guilty pleasure but is definitely a pleasure, but Ordina loves makeup. they also thoroughly enjoy playing videogames.

Phobias: Being hated

What They Would Be Famous For: Being a highly advanced android that came from the future but has no memory of what it’s like there, and who studied on and acclimated to 23rd century life on New Vulcan but prefers Terran culture and is a highly emotional AI

What They Would Get Arrested For: probably reprogramming something they shouldn’t have, but under orders from someone else

OC You Ship Them With: J.H., bc they have a crush on her but it’s unrequited, unfortunately for Ordina

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: omg no everyone about the U.S.S. Liberty would defend this baby to the death. Except maybe D’Mina, who might attempt to kidnap and sell them to nonfederation scientists

Favorite Movie/Book Genre: dramas and comics

Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: unemotional stoic characters

Talents and/or Powers: Strong and smart, but especially talented with weapons systems

Why Someone Might Love Them: they’re the cutest and they’re naive and sweet and a genius 
Why Someone Might Hate Them: they’re very intelligent but also oblivious so some might not like that things often go over their head

How They Change: they mature over the course of the time they serve on the Liberty, and they learn not to worship those they look up to but to respect them instead. also they learn about their past and where they came from.

Why You Love Them: I just think they’re a sweetie and I’m a sucker for androids so of course my own android baby is going to mean a lot to me

Full Name: Dayaa Salib

Gender and Sexuality: pansexual cupioromantic agender femme

Pronouns: she/her 

Ethnicity/Species: caitian-elasian hybrid

Birthplace and Birthdate: Elas and sometime in the mid 23rd century

Guilty Pleasures: being nosy af, keeping all the way up on every bit of gossip, going into the medbay to gossip with Leila, flirting, buying a lot of jewelry

Phobias: Someone learning all about her and using what they learn to blackmail or manipulate her

What They Would Be Famous For: knowing all the details about drama halfway across the galaxy

What They Would Get Arrested For: gossiping some secret information

OC You Ship Them With: none yetttt

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: Hessa, for always coming into the medbay and disrupting the routine to gossip or talk shit

Favorite Movie/Book Genre: dramas and romances

Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: unhappy endings

Talents and/or Powers: knowing everyone’s business, she’s a good ship’s counselor, and she can do killer winged liner

Why Someone Might Love Them: she’s that kind of woman who can be kind of bitchy at times but she’s beautiful and charming so you can’t help but love her

Why Someone Might Hate Them: she talks a LOT of shit

How They Change: she becomes less secretive and more willing to be open about herself

Why You Love Them: she’s gorgeous and good at her job and just the right amount of petty

The fourth Holmes brother/sister. Sounds a bit crazy, yeah?

First of all, I want to say that I was inspirated by this post.

So, today I’m gonna talk about some interesting things in TFP that you might have missed. Or just didn’t pay your attention at them. 

Let’s start with something we already know:

  • Mommy and Daddy Holmes liked silly names or greek names, as we’ve been told by Eurus. 
  • Eurus is a secret Sherlock sister, who’s name is greek.
  • The last, and the most important, according to this twitter post: “Red letters intersperced in the credits at the end of the Sherlock episode “The Final Problem” spelled out Anemoi.” Did you see it? If not, then have a look:

Interesting, right? Let’s figure out what Anemoi means. 

In ancient Greek religion and myth, the Anemoi (Greek: Ἄνεμοι, “Winds”) were wind gods who were each ascribed a cardinal direction from which their respective winds came, and were each associated with various seasons and weather conditions.

Of the four chief Anemoi, Boreas (Aquilo in Latin) was the north wind and bringer of cold winter air, Zephyrus (Favonius in Latin) was the west wind and bringer of light spring and early summer breezes, and Notos (Auster in Latin) was the south wind and bringer of the storms of late summer and autumn; Eurus, the southeast (or according to some, the east) wind, was not associated with any of the three Greek seasons, and is the only one of these four Anemoi not mentioned in Hesiod’s Theogony or in the Orphic Hymns.

Okay, we have four Winds. And the last one, Eurus, was sort of ‘alone’. This wind wasn’t associated with the others, it’s not mentioned anywhere. The same thing we have in Sherlock. 

Let’s read about three others. 

  • Boreas was the Greek god of the cold north wind and the bringer of winter. Boreas is depicted as being very strong, with a violent temper to match. He was frequently shown as a winged old man with shaggy hair and beard, holding a conch shell and wearing a billowing cloak.  

Not sure about a conch shell, but the others seem familiar to me…

Yeah, I’ve definitely heard about flying… and beard… and cloak… strong and violent temper… Can’t remember where… 

The next Winds are Zephyrus and Notos, but I’m not sure which one is Mycroft. Here is some stuff if you wanna try to determine who is who:

  • Zephyrus, sometimes known in English as just Zephyr (Ζέφυρος, Zéphyros), in Latin Favonius, is the Greek god of the west wind. The gentlest of the winds, Zephyrus is known as the fructifying wind, the messenger of spring. He was reported as having several wives in different stories. In the story of Cupid and Psyche, Zephyrus served Eros (or Cupid) by transporting Psyche to his abode.
  • Notos (Νότος, Nótos) was the Greek god of the south wind. He was associated with the desiccating hot wind of the rise of Sirius after midsummer, was thought to bring the storms of late summer and autumn, and was feared as a destroyer of crops.

This is all I wanted to say. I’m not sure in anything anymore, so I can’t say if there definitely is the fourth Holmes sibling. But Anemoi wouldn’t have been placed in the credits if it was just a word. 

Thanks again, @pollaidh, for inspiration. What do you think, @monikakrasnorada, @joolabee, @just-sort-of-happened, @teapotsubtext ?

P.s. I’m sorry if I’ve made some mistakes, I’m not a native speaker.

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More Mistakes

Alrighty, so this is the second part to the French Mistake reversed story I did! I have wanted to do another part to this for a while but requests ave been coming in and I haven’t had time to do some of the stories that I’ve had running through my head. I’m trying to get them all done as fast as I can! Thank you for being so kind and patient! 

I hope you like it!

Here is a link to the first part: Your Mistake

Word Count: 1852

Summary: Sam and Dean try to figure out what you can and can’t tell them about the world where Supernatural is just a television show.

WARNING THERE ARE SPOILERS HERE! Do not read this if you aren’t at least past Season 9 or don’t mind some spoilers!

UPDATE! I did a part 3: Our Mistakes

“John and Mary, husband and wife!” The young woman sang out from your phone. You had bought the soundtrack of the 200th episode and had it on the phone that was tucked in your pocket when you transported into the world of Supernatural. For some reason it was still on there, but none of your internet links for Supernatural sites were working.

Dean and Sam listened intently, slightly confused.

“Why am I a chick?” Dean grumbled.

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