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Alien Queens (so far)

Xenomorph Queen (Alien series)

Sarah Kerrigan the Queen of Blades (StarCraft Series)

Zagara ( (StarCraft Series)

Harvester Queen (Independence Day Resurgence)

The Hive Queen (Ender’s Game)

Espheni Queen (Fallen Skies series)

Queen Bitch (Duke Nukem Forever)

Karina the Great (Star Wars universe)

Rachni Queen (Mass Effect)

I LOVE ALIEN QUEENS! 

The issue is when ya look up “Alien Queen” You get the xenomorh queen. Not bad, but annoying a bit. So I decided to make a list of all the ones  can come up with. 


These are ALL the Alien Queens I can think of AT the Moment! 

  • *my least favorite character does something bad*
  • me: blames the character
  • *my favorite character does something bad*
  • me: blames the writer
Explaining some of my favourite books badly #2

We Will All Go Down Together: Everyone is connected somehow and angels are huge assholes.

Fahrenheit 451: Books are better than people.

Song of the Lioness: Girls get shit done.

Watchmen: Superheroes, but edgy and naked.

Lord of the Rings: Jewellery fucks everything up.

The Divine Comedy: The most successful instance of self insert fanfiction.

Ender’s Game: Children are psychologically tortured so they can kill giant bugs.

1984: Did you know that fascism sucks?

Oedipus Rex: “You motherfucker” taken way too literally.

Hamlet: Man has temper tantrum and everyone suffers.

The Song of Achilles: Yes homo.

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Book aesthetics –> Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card

“It would not be a good game, Ender knew. It was not a question of winning. When kids played in the corridors, whole troops of them, the buggers never won, and sometimes the games got mean. But here in their flat, the game would start mean, and the bugger couldn’t just go empty and quit the way the buggers did in the real wars. The bugger was in it until the astronaut decided it was over.”

Asa Butterfield Imagine (ASAnators)

Anon asked, “heeey, could you write an Asa Butterfield with 39 and 53 pleaaase”

A/N: Of course! This was fun to do in class, because pshhh who does their actual work in class. Not this girl! (eh sometimes lol) Anyway- I hope you enjoy it! Reminder: Reader could be male or female.

39. “How long have you been standing there?”

53. “I’m flirting with you.”

Word count: 605


I slept over Asa’s apartment… I kind of got into an argument with my parents about stupid stuff, so I called Asa asking if I could hang around his for a while. “For a while” ended up being the whole night. I didn’t really wanna be at my parent’s house.

I had a crush on Asa too, he was just- the best. He was my best friend too, and he was just so great, how could I not like him!? His voice is so soothing and beautiful. His eyes? Precious. Everything about him, is so good…and I just- like him a whole lot.

In the morning I woke up in Asa’s bed. He wasn’t next to me which means he probably slept on the couch, leaving me the bed. I got up out of his bed, and went to the bathroom to do the casual morning routine or whatever.

When I got out I went to the kitchen and happened to pass by the living room and saw Asa sleeping on the couch. I smiled softly. He looked all cuddly and warm and adorable, and just…he looked perfect.

I saw a paper on the table, and in his handwriting it said, “make yourself @ home, stay as long as youd like” I smiled again and left it at the table and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Might as well, right?

I decided to make beans and some toast. That’s Asa’s favorite. Beans on toast. That would sure make a nice morning. I put some music on. It wasn’t so loud, just in case I would wake him up or anything.

I started making everything, and I just do this naturally I guess…but I started singing quietly and dancing to the music that was playing. When I turned around to get a plate I saw Asa standing there next to the door way.

My eyes widened as a deep blush grew on my face. “How long have you been standing there?” I asked with a worried voice. Of course I was worried! That i so embarrassing, oh my gosh…

“Long enough.” he said walking to get the plates I was going to get IN THE FIRST PLACE. “Was that supposed to be cute or something? Intentional?” he asked. Yes Asa. I dance like an idiot to look cute. Duh.

“Yes. I’m flirting with you. Can’t you tell?” I say sarcastically. He laughed and put the plates down at the table. I laughed as well trying my best to not seem awkward. Thank God, I didn’t burn the toast…

I put some breakfast on his plate, and some on mine, and I kept the music on. “You don’t mind, right?” I asked about the music. “No, no, it’s fine.” he did say to make myself at home so, that’s what I’m doing. I nodded, and we both started eating.

After breakfast he looked at me and asked, “So when are you going back to your parent’s?” I sighed, “If you wanted me out that quick you could’ve just said so.” He shook his head and a smile showed up on his face, “I’m kidding. Come here.” he said holding his arms out and I received them.

This hug was amazing…it felt like all the bad things in the world no longer existed. I mean- that sounds stupid, but it’s true. “Thanks Asa. For letting me stay here and honestly everything.” I said. “No problem. It’s what friends do.”

Oh, friends. Right. Yeah, I doubt this is going any farther. So I nod and smile, hoping this hug lasts forever, even though I know it won’t.