Everyone knows that Dreamboat Illima, Prince of the Trainer School

Looks EXACTLY like a Shiny Yungoos/Gumshoos, right?

You cannot tell me that this is some sort of freaky coincidence. Also, Illima’s Dad is a natural blonde. Which means that Mr. Captain here actually has natural blonde hair, making him look like a normal Yungoos/Gumshoos

Confessions of a Hopeless Romantic gal with South Node in Cancer during an introspective Venus Retrograde

I am lucky to have had many crazy life stories, freaky coincidences, random occurrences, and mischievous shenanigans. From fateful days that I met someone special, to goofy road trips, to being the mistress of a married man, to shamanic moments in nature, I wouldn’t trade these memories for the world! I’m sentimental, I never want to forget these stories even if I never again speak to the people they’re about! South Node in Cancer, clinging onto momentous days, when my heart was torn in various ways… Alone in my own little world, giggling to myself like a pathetic little girl, replaying those moments over and over. I have better things to do, I know, I have North Node in Capricorn, I’m supposed to become more practical, more serious, more “productive”, but what is productive? I could be doing some menial task that doesn’t actually matter… I could be pleasing the status quo and forego reminiscing like a hopeless romantic. Is that what my North Node in Capricorn wants?

So like, I have South Node in Cancer in the 6th house in the Koch and Placidus house systems. In that case, it means that in past lives I worked mundane jobs, did ordinary/tedious work, and now I’m working towards my North Node in the 12th house, which is about a life of solitude, esotericism, absorbing the collective,

Shamanic Astrologers would use whole sign system and say that I have South Node in the 7th house. My Soul is in a habit of clinging onto relationships, wishing to be nurtured when I need to push myself to move forward like a North Node in Capricorn. Cancer South Node has experienced sympathy from others in previous lives, being family strong, and being so aware of one’s feelings that they grow too comfortable wallowing in losses and basking in sentimentality. Memories, moments that trigger a feeling that give me an excuse to get caught up in an ecstatic fixation of self indulgence.

South Node in Cancer in the 7th house, overly excited about other people. Wishing so dearly to form close connections that we push them away because we are too eager! Getting emotional about relationships without being realistic about it. Yes, I made these mistakes, and they caused me to learn harsh lessons of non-attachment…

My entire life perspective changed in 2014, it was getting late in the day, I thought I should just stay home, I said, what the heck, I’m heading out to the Tucson Gem and Mineral Show! I had only ever read about Martian Moldavite, never seen it in person, never held it, apparently people who carry it find their lives turned up side down… New perspectives, new life paths, tumultous situations leading to someone finding their higher self… I met someone who bought Moldavite and let me carry it around that day. He gave me my very first hit of acid. “This is the first day of your new life,” the universe told me, I started introducing myself by the name, Sellieve that day. We walked into Gem and Jam Festival, I was blown away, all the colors, the art, the music, the community… As I held the moldavite, I saw my soul pour into it, then flow back into me. Kundalini Awakening happened at the very top of my auric field, I felt connected to the universe like never before. Much of what I previously wanted out of life no longer mattered… All the arbitrary ideas and opinions I held before had to be released in this moment. Let go, open the floodgates for my new life…

I woke up in a tent in the middle of the desert. I don’t regret it. Enchantment filled my overly excited soul. Socializing with a community I hadn’t hung around before, I charmed on at least two guys, and made more genuine friends over the course of a week than I knew had in my whole life. I had to give back the moldavite, even though it had a piece of my soul in it. Let go, trust.

March 10th, 2014, Mars had been square my sun off and on for a while, it was quite literally an accident waiting to happen. Hard aspects from transiting Mars to your personal planets are crucial to watch out for. I got bit by a dog on my right arm. No regrets, my soul chose this experience. I got stitches at the hospital, the nurses took great care of me. I had to learn how to use my left hand to brush my teeth, to do ordinary everyday tasks. This activated my right brain, I developed my intuition, my inner goddess started coming out.

I started consuming Turmeric every day, because I read that it detoxes fluoride from the body… I started activating more of my energy field, but in an imbalanced way…

I was too young, foregoing my aptitude to be realistic and sensible, for the sake of experiencing the excitement of my newfound ability to utilize the power of gemstones, the whirlwind of my new social circle, the well of my soul that I had fallen into after years of covering it up with a shallow Gemini moon…
My friends told me I had a glow about me… When I hugged people, they clung on, “everyone wants a piece of my energy,” I said to myself.

End of March, I confessed I was “curious about you” to a guy. Well so was he, and so did we… In his purple truck… I don’t regret it… And again at the beginning of May, in the desert, it was so beautiful and peaceful.

One night in April, I was guided by my intuition to leave the house, and I was captured by your eyes. You had this rascal spark about you, you wore a mad hatter hat and a long, brightly colored, faux fur coat. I knew I wanted to… And we did weeks later, in your 90’s Lexus with the broken window. Driving across states, many laughs, fake acid, and I listened to your brain… Blazing in the bar parking lot, we nailed under the sunrise… Quite the reputation you had, you and your franchise…

Your strangeness intrigued me, you remembered me from years before. We made out and wanted more… “Well I have Jupiter in the 8th house trine Uranus on the Ascendant, if you know what I mean” led to me spontaneously stripping, your jaw dropped. You weren’t expecting that, or were you ;)? You said you have baggage, you acted neurotic. I wasn’t intending on making it a big deal. You said you hadn’t been this flattered in so long, so we did the deed with your guilty conscience. I don’t regret it… You looked me in the eye across the hall, my heart skipped a beat, I nearly tripped over my feet. “Listen, I’m married…,” you said, “Lets wait for the future…” After a long drawn out monologue, you began to shout, “I’m just going to say it, I love you!” Months later you’d call me up and then one day the spouse found out. I wanted to understand you on a deeper level. I never got to, now the connection has decayed. Too young and foolish, I was. Acting clingy ruins the mystery –dammit blabbermouth Gemini Moon, pinch yourself my Cancer South Node! See you next lifetime, or not, I trust the plan of the universe. Have fun being at the mercy of the malefics, I’d rather use astrology for empowerment.

You approached me eagerly, we talked for hours strolling thru Stone Bear Campgrounds. I didn’t know you were only 17…

You examined my tongue. To hear you speak of diets, please never be quiet! A drunken health nut. You were one of the best. I’ll never forget you. I know you cut the chords.

I met you and felt a strong sudden attraction, we clung to each other and cuddled. Love under an altered state. Flashing lights, dancing daze, we never went further. I may never see you again.

My best friend at the time suggested a sudden excursion. I didn’t think it would lead to me hitting it off with another guy and losing said friend. Digging quartz in the forest, you’re special but unstable, see you in the cosmos! You’re too sullen in this world. Our souls are connected even though your cynicism wants nothing to do with me.

Your sun was 00 Scorpio, Mars in Leo in the 8th house, I’ll never look at coconut oil the same way again!

You walked up to me and I instantly knew… Double Capricorn, Pluto in Scorpio on the Ascendant. You and I were so frisky as we walked off in front of that strange one… Everyone knew what we were up to…

These are only some

Of my loves come and gone…

Let me dive into the memories

Let my South Node in Cancer be overly sentimental

I can release attachment to people, but I don’t have to forget the memories. This is a great lesson for many of us. Hold no expectation to see anyone ever again. You can believe you are still connected to someone on a soul level, but if you cling to the idea of anything happening between you and them again, it makes it less likely to happen, it pushes them away. Trust that the universe has a plan for you. Anyone you lost is meant to lead you to better things and people! Now I have the best people in my life! Wanting anything makes it harder to obtain. Flow with the universe, but having a needy attitude like a South Node in Cancer is just unwise.

Today as I drove, I felt my soul strip bare, another layer that prevented me from living authentically was removed. I received a message that I don’t have to be embarrassed of mistakes. “Everything is ok,” was the message I heard as the sun set in the 7th house, closing up these memories of other people…


Requested by anon

Pony: Well…that sure is uncomfortable…

Y/N: Hey…don’t worry about it, it’s just one of those freaky coincidences…

Pony: And still uncomfortable.

A/N: I was so happy when someone requested this and I’m sorry it took so long to write! When I saw it in the movie I literally said to myself, “I want to incorporate this part in one of my stories somehow” and here it is! Also, I don’t know if these two requests were by the same person or if it was some sort of freaky coincidence that you both requested basically the same thing but Thanks!! Hope you like it!!

Request: I HAVE A REQUEST!! You know that one SENCE in TST where Thersa is changing and Frypan looks and Newt tilts his head with two distinct fingers. Can you do that SENCE with the reader? And then Newt come and they kinda make out and then the lights turn on and then the Cranks come out and he’s by her side and protects her like a lot, and then when they hide she’s falls asleep shaking and scared and he protects her? AND FLUFF SO CUTE OMG IT WOULD BE COOL IF YOU DID THIS! THX DO MUCH!! ❤️❤️

REQUEST! so it’s a newt x reader so pretty much in tst that one scene where threase gets dressed and fry looks and at her and newt does that distinctive two fingers and so threase will be reader and newt comes over and they make out but then the lights turn on and they get attacked and he keeps her by his side the whole time. And fluff. Then once they find the safe place he curls up against her and they sleep and you can finish idk if you will do this or even see me but yah later!!

Newt x Reader

Warnings: SPOILERS

Word Count: 1105

“Let’s split up. Find what you can and we’ll all meet up here.” Thomas whispered to the group.

After escaping from WICKED, you all had stumbled upon a place buried by the sand that looked like had been used as a place to live.

Going off on your own, with a flashlight as the only thing to light your way, you found a pile of clothes. “Perfect.” you mumbled to yourself. WICKED was so caught up on running tests on you that you ended up getting stuck wearing your clothes from the maze - you desperately needed to change.

You stood your flashlight up on the ground so you could see what you were doing then grabbed the bottom hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head. You were so focused on getting into different clothes that you didn’t notice the pair of eyes that were watching you.

“Where do you think the people that lived here went?” Newt asked, not taking his eyes away from the ground where he was gathering supplies. When Frypan didn’t answer he looked up and saw him looking elsewhere. Following his gaze, he saw you pulling off your shirt. It wasn’t at all light out, but the way your flashlight was set up, it illuminated your figure.

“Uh, Frypan.” Newt placed two of his fingers on Frypan’s cheek, making him turn his head towards him. “What?” Frypan was taken aback, seeing that Newt’s eyebrows were raised at him.

Newt just shook his head, “How bout we keep our eyes on our work? Hm?” He chuckled then stood up, playfully tapping Frypan on the head as he walked by him.

“(Y/n),” You shrugged on a jacket then turned, smiling when you saw Newt heading your way. “What’s up?” you asked bending over and picking up your flashlight.

“What’s up? What’s up is that you’re putting on a bloody strip tease in front of Frypan over there.” He stuck his thumb in the direction of Frypan’s whereabouts.

You chuckled which earned an eyebrow raise from Newt. “You think that’s funny?”

“No, I actually thought I was alone over here - but,” you wrapped your arms around Newt’s neck. “I think it’s adorable that you’re jealous.”

Newt smirked down at you then took the flashlight out of your hands. “Frypan already got the strip tease, I don’t think he needs to see this too.”

Clicking the flashlight off, he threw it on the table behind you. You smiled and pulled him to you, crashing your lips with his. He answered you immediately, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you even closer to him.

A soft moan escaped your lips which Newt quickly took advantage of - slowly slipping his tongue into your mouth and exploring every inch of it.

You took a couple steps back until your back hit the edge of the table behind you. Moving his hands from your waist to your butt, Newt picked you up and set you down on it.

Your lungs couldn’t take it any longer so you pulled away, both you and Newt gasping for air. You smiled when Newt buried his face in the crook of your neck and started peppering you in small kisses.

“Aren’t we supposed to be gathering supplies?” You whispered out of breath. Newt didn’t answer you, instead, he slowly let out his warm breath on your neck - sending shivers down your body.

Grabbing his face with both your hands, you brought him back up to you. You were about to connect your lips to his when the lights turned on.

Slipping off the table, Frypan jogged over to you both. “Hey, they got the lights to work.” Newt smiled but you couldn’t shake the feeling that this was a bad idea.

As if on cue, a horrible shrilling scream echoed through the building causing you to jump. “What the hell was that?” You grabbed onto Newt’s hand.

Before he could answer you, Thomas and Minho came running around a corner. “Run!” Thomas screamed at you three, motioning his arms for you to go.

You took a step forward but stopped when you saw what rounded the corner after them. They were people…sick people that were thrashing their bodies in odd ways and screaming like no human should ever be screaming.

“(Y/n)!” Newt pulled at your hand. “Run!”

Getting back to your senses, you turned and started running through the building. Making your way up an escalator, an abrupt force tackled your side and sent you sliding up against a wall. When you opened your eyes, you saw a face but it was aggressively trying to bite at you.

You screamed and pushed at this person’s chest, trying to get it off you. Newt saw and kicked the creature off you then grabbed your hand and started running again.

You all eventually found a door out but it was locked from the outside. “C’mon Frypan..” you muttered anxiously as you watched the cranks get closer and closer to you.

Finally he busted through and you all rushed in but the cranks grabbed Winston. You automatically stopped running and ran to Winston, taking ahold of his hand and pulling with all your might.

All of a sudden a crank clawed at his chest. Your eyes widening when his shirt started soaking up with blood. “Oh my God..” you breathed.

You pulled one last time and Winston slid through, letting Minho and Thomas close the door. “Frypan, grab Winston we have to go. I don’t know how long we can keep the door closed.” Thomas yelled.

You all started running again, until you found a hiding spot underneath a concrete slab. The sickening screams kept echoing as cranks ran by you.

Curling up in the corner, you squeezed your eyes shut and wrapped your arms around your body, trying to get rid of the shakes that took over your body.

You jumped when you felt someone touch your hand. Opening your eyes, you immediately relaxed when your eyes landed on Newt’s. His lips curled up in a sad smile as he cupped your cheek and kissed you on your forehead - lingering there for a minute.

Newt laid down beside you and opened his arms to you. You immediately laid in his arms, trying to be as close as possible to him. When you got comfortable your eyelids started to close and soon you ended up drifting off.

Kissing your temple, Newt brought you closer to his body, trying to steady the continuous shaking of your body. “I’ll keep you safe (Y/n).” he whispered before he too, drifted off.

scruffymcwhiskers  asked:

I'm looking at your Classroom Gems AU and this is just some kinda freaky coincidence! Before ever seeing your AU, I made up a similar one myself. Elementary school environment, Jasper is a bully, Peridot has a secret crush on Amethyst, etc. Heh, guess you beat me to it then. Yours is pretty awesome, though. Good luck with it!

Originally posted by geekylaugifs

I guess great minds think alike, huh? (though I would love to see yours <3)

So I was rewatching an episode of Bones last night and the episode was about a former Marine sergeant being murdered. In the end it’s revealed she loved her best friend but was never able to say it.

But look at the last sentence in her letter!

“Maybe there’s more to life that just survival.”

This episode aired March 18, 2013. Does that quote sound familiar to anyone?

anonymous asked:

so i was curious and i looked @ your first posts, and it's a dr who gifset and my internet was super slow so only one of the gifs loaded and it said "five years later and you haven't changed a bit". and it was posted, get this, five years ago. a coincidence?? the govenmint? ? the aliens??? adz pls explain what is this witchcraft how was ur tungle and my shitty internet psychic

oh my god that’s so freaky ???? srsly coincidences like that intrigue me so much ahaha (also i’m sorry for any embarrassing posts you saw on the hunt to the end of my blog i’ve had this blog since i was 14/15 it was a daRK TIME)

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm new to the TMFU Fandom and I ship Gallya so hard! Like why!? That movie was torture, just pure torture. I want a sequel, dammit! On the other hand, here's a prompt for everyone: in which Gaby and Illya have a one night stand and it results in a pregnancy. Two years later, Napoleon Solo not only helps Gaby cross the wall but her child as well. When she meets Illya again, awkwardness ensues, especially with a child in the middle. Enjoy!

Well, on behalf of the fandom, Welcome! I hope you have fun and you don’t suffer too much (a little probably, but not too much).

Funny thing is that I have been writing something like this already. Not this exact prompt because that would’ve been a freaky coincidence, but something close enough to say its similar. Now when it’s ready I have no idea. Because like all the things I apparently start to write it started as a simple one shot and now it’s ballooned into a Huge Fucking Thing™. Is it ever ready before everybody have stopped reading gallya? Who knows.

But thank you for the prompt, anon. If anybody else sees it here and is interested, grab onto it!

anonymous asked:

Oh god that scenario you made was totally adorable!!! <3 <3 Could you do another one with 2P!France?? Pwease :3

((Im assuming you mean the “First Steps” scenario with 2P!Canada? XD Yeah, i’m just gonna assume that one. I’ve been getting a couple 2P!-specific requests with that theme since i posted that; at least i know that you guys dig the fluff, since you guys can be pretty angsty trolls XD. BTW, the stupidly ironic name for this child is gonna be Adelaide….because Guys and Dolls is the shit))

Scenario: *Just Stupid Fluffiness: First Steps (2P!France; Francois Bonnefoy)

You were getting ready to head off to work, passing by your fiancee, Francois, who was sitting on the couch watching what seemed to be a game of soccer ((or football, for you non-Americans)). Sitting on the floor between his legs was your daughter Adelaide who seemed to be just as immersed in the game as her father was; although, you were sure that it was more out of wonder for the TV itself as opposed to the game. Her shining purple orbs reflected the TV screen as she watched with wide-eyed awe. The soft curly hair framing her face also matched that of Francois (and the small curl beginning to sprout from the top of her head definitely gave away that she was his daughter), but the locks were your hair color instead. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the two dorks with their gazes set dead-on the TV in front of them; when was the last time you found them doing anything else as you head out for work? the fact that you couldn’t even vaguely recall a time was sad enough to bring you behind the couch, resting your arms on the cushion beside your fiancee’s head.
“Francois? Would you mind doing me a favor today?” you asked, leaning your head closer towards him in hopes of increasing your chances for a verbal response this time around. This seem to pay off too, because the blonde spared a minute away from the TV screen to instead fixate his gaze on you.
“Depends; what exactly is this favor?” he asked, his gruff french accent working well with his ruffled and disheveled appearance. His untamed mane and half-buttoned shirt spoke for how little activity he had planned for today besides watching the game.
“Well, i was wondering if you could teach Adelaide how to walk. I’ve been trying to get around to it for a while, but i just never seem to have the time, and considering….” before continuing, you gestured to the many soda cans and snack wrappers he had lying haphazardly across the coffee table. Even Adelaide seemed to find entertainment in a recently-finished can of Pepsi that her father had neglected to throw away. “….all that you have going on here, i’m assuming you got time to kill.”
Finally taking a proper look at the room for himself, Francois gives a look of slight defeat as he lets out a small sigh and once again cranes his neck up towards you.
“Sweetheart, if you want me to clean up can just ask.” he says with a slight chuckle. Giving him a smile, you brushed a stray curl out of his face before giving him a kiss on the forehead, to which he responded with an appreciative hum.
“After you teach her how to walk. Goodbye, sweetheart.” You say, then looping around the couch to meet with the toddler now banging the soda can on the floor. “And goodbye to you too, sweetie.” You say, kissing the babbling girl on the top of her head.
“Have a good day at work, darlin’.” He bid roughly, the natural huskiness in his tone causing him to clear his throat softly after you closed the door. Upon your departure, he sat up from his slouched position on the couch, now resting his elbows on his knees as he ran his long fingers through his hair and looked down at his daughter resting on the floor. Adelaide turned herself around to meet his amethyst gaze with her own, giving a curious look as her fingers still fumbled with the can.
Already sensing the tediousness of the task lying ahead of him, Francois let out a groan before scooping up his daughter and walking to take her to the backyard, where he hopes the fresh air and open surroundings would encourage her to do more than crawl.

“You’re going to make this extra difficult for papa, aren’t you?” he asked with a tired look in his eye, noting how his child was now quite literally crawling around him in circles. It was as if she was purposely mocking him, and the devious glint in her orbs definitely gave away that even she knew she was proud to be doing something that evidently displeased the frenchman (even if she didn’t fully understand why it was annoying him in the first place).
This routine had been going on for just over two hours, and the merciless amount of sunlight that Francois had been receiving in the meantime was more than making up for the several straight days he spent in his dark living room. Adelaide didn’t seem to mind though, in fact she seemed to relish in being outside for a change; it was surely motivating her to be more active, just not in the way Francois was hoping it would.
Exasperated, Francois sat back on the grass, taking a breather to contemplate other ways to teach his daughter to walk. Maybe Google was the best resource? As he was thinking of this, he couldn’t help but notice the way that his daughter was playing with the soccer ball lying a few feet in front of him. She seemed to be trying to move it the way she saw on TV, except she was instead resorting to crawling on top of it. Amused by her actions, Francois got back up with a huff and walked over to her, taking both of her small hands in his own to stand her up. Upon getting the support she needed, he saw her reaching her legs out to kick the ball.
After this, a brilliant scheme began formulating in the groggy mind of the blonde. This would almost be too perfect.

“Guys, i’m home!” You called out, but was shocked to see that the living room was empty. Honestly, you had quite forgotten how the room even looked without your husband sitting on the couch; though, you could see the mess was still lying there. Upon observing this, you hoped that he had at least begun teaching Adelaide how to walk, like you asked him to; if not, there’d be some serious problems….for him, at least. Beginning your hunt, you wondered where they could've went off to in the house; you checked your bedroom, the nursery, the dining room, and even the kitchen! You didn’t even think to check the backyard (the one scarcely used for anything else besides the occasional late-night beer hangout with friends), until you heard the familiar faint laughter of a little girl coming from behind the house.
Upon looking outside, you were surprised to see Francois skillfully dribbling a soccer ball between his feet, baiting a stumbling Adelaide as she attempted to reach the ball.
“You….I can’t believe you actually did it.” You said in slight awe, unable to mask the genuine surprise in your voice. Francois didn’t take any offense to it though as he then swiftly passed the ball to Adelaide, who dropped to the floor immediately to play with it, before walking over to greet you.
“Welcome back, mon cher. You have a good day?” he asked as he gave you a kiss on the cheek while wrapping a strong arm around your waist. You welcomed his hold with a smile as you responded with content lacing your tone.
“I did, even better now that i see you’ve done some good work while i was gone. Apparently she’s a soccer-fanatic like you, then?” you asked, hugging him around the waist as you gave him a small kiss on the lips.
“Ah, well, at least she had good taste.” he responds lovingly, interrupted when he felt a small tug on his pant leg. Looking down, he saw Adelaide gazing up at him with the soccer ball in hand. It was evident from the look in her eye that she wanted to play with him again.
“Ah, one moment, mon petit.” he dismisses, but is once again cut off when she gives him a set of puppy eyes that could warm the heart of even the coldest man. Seeing the effect it had, you gave Francois one last squeeze before letting go of him to go inside.
“I’ll leave you guys to play for a couple more minutes. Though, i want to see you both cleaned up before dinner.” You said firmly, seeing Adelaide smile upon seeing her father reach down for the ball, to which she happily handed it to him.
“Alright. Now, Adelaide, show papa what you got.” he encouraged as he once again began dribbling the ball away from the toddler, who followed after him with shaky steps.
You prepped dinner by a window so that you could see them playing outside merrily until he finally scooped her up and invited her inside to get cleaned up before dinner.
It was times like these that reminded you how grateful you were to have a great husband and father to your child like Francois. Even if he was a little rough around the edges, it didn't do much to disguise his softer interior that you couldn't help but fall in love with every time.

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((*long exaggerated sigh* wOW, that took awhile. I just now noticed how many scenarios i have in my inbox that are 2P!France-specific, so i’m wondering why that is. I mean, i already know this particular scenario-theme is popular because of the one i did with 2P!Canada, so was there a recent scenario that you guys really liked with him or something? I can’t help but feel like this i all kinda coordinated XD))

So the whole summer we thought this one chick from the crossmen really stood out as a good performer

And Aaryn and I saw this chick at a winter guard show near us (we’re from PA, the Crossmen are based out of Texas) that looked a lot like her, so later on we decided if we found her we’d tell her she had a twin in the Crossmen

So we found her later

And she doesn’t have a twin in the Crossmen


it was the freakiest coincidence of all time and I screamed a lot and probably scared the poor dear but I mean OH MY GOD WHAT ARE THE ODDS I WAS FLIPPING A SHIT