So if nephilims just need 5 months before birth, I just hope they won’t make Lucifer’s son grow super fast like they did with the Darkness because it’s super dumb and against every logic and super lazy for the writers.
Kwami swap with Papillon!Adrien (Greyling) and Chat!Hawkmoth (Tuxedo Cat).
By some misfortune of the universe, Gabe ends up with the Cat Noir miraculous in the first place and Ladybug, dispensed as the yin to his yang, is tasked with getting it back. Naturally, he wants her miraculous too and wreaks havoc all across paris to lure her out. He is ruthless with cataclysm. Ladybug has to grow up a lot quicker to handle a guy with the power of destruction trying to kill her, so Mari ends up being a lot more serious but very in control of her double life.
Master Fu recognizes that she’s in over her head when one day Tuxedo Cat comes out to raise hell and Adrien, a civilian currently sneaking out to go to school, has to step in and help. Fu sees his potential and gives Nooroo to him. Gabe being Tux is like “Shit I put my son in danger” and puts Adrien on basically full throttle house arrest. No matter! The butterfly brooch holder is a distance fighter anyhow.
Greyling is born. Kid, you are not subtle with your names. Anyway, the akumas now sort of work in reverse: whenever Tux attacks, Greyling asks civilians for their help sending him back to lick his wounds/better yet, get his miraculous.
And the important stuff: the love square. Ladybug, though grateful for the thought, is not a fan of Adrien risking his life to help her that first time, but after that doesn’t have much contact with him. Marinette and Adrien don’t interact much either to begin with. Adrien still obviously loves Ladybug (so selfless, brave, and kind). The mutually reciprocated ship is Greydybug: Ladybug slowly begins to fall in love with whoever keeps sending help to her when Tux attacks though she knows very little about him. Unfortunately, in this au, a reveal is a death sentence, frustrating any attempts at them actually getting together.
Adrien has a lot less of a facade in this au since his dad is even more distant. He sometimes acts out in non-malicious ways to try to get attention and ends up anonymously forging a camaraderie with Mari. Since he’s more in tune with his emotions, Greyling sometimes accidentally ends up possessing his heroes in his desperate desire to help ladybug (which we see about to happen here). He’s good at it but is constantly horrified when his transformation drops and he realizes who he is again.
Anyway I fully support Papillon!Adrien and yall should too.
I’ve been thinking about professor!magnus and soldier!alec since yesterday and idk if I want to commit myself to writing something like that when I know nothing about the army but I feel like there could be something very heartbreaking about it.
Like maybe Alec is about to be deployed and it’s his what… 2nd? 3rd? tour and he’s happy to be unattached, despite what his siblings always say, because he knows how hard it is to be separated from the ones he loves but also to be left behind and he doesn’t want to do that to someone. So he doesn’t date and he doesn’t have a lot of close friends apart from his family and it’s ok, hes doing something important, serving his country and following his family’s footsteps (ofc they’d be a big military family) but then he meets Magnus … Idk where, somewhere random like a bookstore or grocery store or the outdoor market Izzy dragged him to and sparks f l y. And Alec is confused/overwhelmed and reluctant despite Magnus flirting 110% with him. Maybe they exchange numbers maybe not, maybe they randomly meet again and Magnus is like uh funny twist of fate *flirty grin* and Alec is just…. abort mission holy shit help ???Because even though he’s had flings and hooks up, he’s never had a crush or somebody that made him go w o w like this and it’s new? But he kinda wants to break his rule and say yes when the hot college professor asks him out and that’s new and kinda scary but he blurts out yes before he can fully think about it or change his mind. Of course, he has a nervous breakdown afterward and Izzy is like pls find your chill but he can’t find his chill cause he’s going away to get shot at in less than 3 months and the timing couldn’t more off and that’s not fair to Magnus to get him involved like that… Because, of course, Alec is the type of person to worry too much before anything even happens. Anyway, so they go on a date maybe a walk at dusk and some ice cream?? Idk why but I’m imagining this is set in a small coastal town? They can walk near the water while talking about everything and nothing?? I’m seeing a make out session on top of a lighthouse? Anyway, when Alec tells Magnus what he does and where he’s going he’s all sorry about that I should have told you straight away when you asked me out but Magnus is all its ok lets just see where this goes, it doesn’t have to be serious since you’re leaving so soon and they agree to have a fling… but feelings happen and it’s inconvenient!!!
I like imagining Alec walking Magnus to his classes when he’s stayed over the night before (Magnus teaches history in this, I feel it). And maybe on mornings he wasn’t at Magnus’ he does a little detour on his morning run to buy him breakfast and he leaves it in his office during the 8am lecture that Magnus hates so that he’ll have something nice after that hardship, a little muffin and a coffee with a cute note on the cup ‘cause Alec is sappy af even though he tries very hard to hide it. And maybe he buys Magnus peonies at some point, just because they’re pretty and Magnus is pretty and he’s never bought flowers for anyone before and he wanted to… And Magnus keeps teasing him flowers are not casual Mister!! because it’s easier to flirt and tease than to acknowledge the fact that Alec is leaving really soon and he might not come back, and Magnus isn’t even important enough to be considered someone he’s leaving behind (or at least that’s how he feels). Magnus tries not to think about it but he’s obsessing over the idea that he doesn’t even know Alec’s family and friends, doesn’t know anyone who would tell him if something happened??? But he doesn’t want to bring it up because it’s supposed to be casual and meaningless, something that ends when the semester ends. So they keep going on dates and Alec cooks for him and Magnus tries to ignore the uneasy feeling growing in his chest as time flies too fast. Until there aren’t any time left and Alec is leaving. So they take a walk just like their first date and they have ice cream and they make love and they definitely don’t talk about it even though they both know that they should and Alec just… leaves.
And Magnus tries not to have a hard time about it but it’s tough and he’s grateful it’s the end of the semester ‘cause at least he’s busy between marking terrible essays and correcting exams. He goes out with his friends from the history department once they’re all done and he tries to have a fun time, but truth is… he’s worried. He starts watching the news a little too obsessively and his friends don’t like it but he can’t help himself.
Alec has been gone three weeks when the first letter comes. It takes Magnus by surprise at first because in all the times they’ve been together Alec has always been a man of little words. That’s not to say he was emotionally unavailable or unwilling to discuss things and his feelings, but this is new, the way the words flow easily on the page like it was no hardship at all to put it all down, descriptions of his unit and where he is, a full paragraph about how much he misses Magnus’ cat and nothing about them at all. But Magnus gets it, he sees it for what it is, a peace offering maybe or a stubborn unwillingness to let go, so he writes back. He talks about his students, their successes and their struggles, and his friends, little things that have reminded him of Alec since he’s been gone. Soft stories for a soft boy in a hard place. And they keep going back and forth, sending each other little pieces of their respective lives and it should be enough, it’s more than Magnus expected, but it’s tough and he misses Alec like a limb, misses him in his bed and in his kitchen, misses him when summer classes start and he has no one to hold his hand on his way to work, no callused fingers to wrap around his… But every new letter is a blessing. It says many things but underneath it all, the most important message is I’m still here, I’m alive and I’m thinking about you.
Okay so maybe it all comes to a halt one day when his phone rings and it’s Alec on the line, after all those weeks, all those months, and he sounds like h e l l and he’s there on the phone, apologizing to Magnus because his phone bill is gonna be awful but I …. I just… I needed to hear your voice Magnus, I’m sorry. You… you c-can send me the bill if you want, I just… and it takes everything Magnus has for him not to break down and cry right there and then because Alec really doesn’t sound okay and he has no idea what happened and he has no idea what they are but that’s his boy there on the phone who’s hurting and he hasn’t heard his voice in weeks… So Magnus is like Please shut up about my phone bill, I don’t give a fuck about that. How are you? Are you okay? What happened? And Alec is reluctant to talk about it, doesn’t want to give any details, just keeps saying rough day, Magnus, rough day in this small voice and Magnus hates it more than he’s ever hated anything in his life. He doesn’t want to push Alec too hard so he just asks what can I do? and he hates the way his voice shakes, he wishes he could be stronger than this but Alec doesn’t seem to mind, he just sighs like he’s tired deep in his bones, deep in his soul, and says: just talk to me. So Magnus does, he rambles on nervously about what he had for breakfast and what he taught today, his lecture plan for tomorrow, his neighbor’s hatred for his cat and his favorite designer on the new season of Project Runway. He just babbles on, hoping it can help. All he wants to do is help. Alec hums here and there, asks a few questions, especially about Magnus’ work and at some point he runs out of things to say. There’s a beat of silence before he whispers I love you and he knows that won’t help but he can’t keep it inside anymore, he can’t live with this trapped inside of him, fighting to break free. Alec sighs again. I.. I w-wish… You… you shouldn’t say that. Don’t say that, please. It shouldn’t take Magnus by surprise but it does and it hurts. Me not saying it won’t make it untrue Alexander. Alec groans in frustration and Magnus can picture it perfectly, the way he’s probably bent over, head between his knees, one hand harshly buried in his hair. I didn’t want to put you through that. I didn’t want to put anyone through that but especially not you. He’s so noble and he’s so caring and Magnus knew that already but it hits him again, hard, that this is a man who puts others before himself every single time and who will fight tooth and nail anyone who dares try taking care of him. So Magnus does his best to sound as stern as he can: Well just too bad because I’m here and you’re there and I love you. And you wishing it hadn’t happened won’t change anything and if you like me even the tiniest bit you’ll call me again because I have been worried sick.
Alec calls every week after that. There’s a new kind of anxiety that comes with waiting for the phone call, waiting for the confirmation that Alec is okay, but Magnus is happy to live with it when it means he can hear Alec’s voice once a week, warm and soft when he asks Magnus what he’s been up to and insists to be put on the phone with the cat. I don’t want him to forget me!
They don’t talk about what they are again and it takes until Alec is back on American soil, his head buried in Magnus’ neck so no one can see him cry, for him to say I love you back, but it doesn’t matter. He doesn’t need it. For now, Magnus cherishes every time his phone rings and he gets connected to Alec, he cherishes every time he can make him laugh, he cherishes every single plan they start making, every single hint that they can have a future together.
Warnings: smut, dirty talk, fingering, rough sex, multiple positions, a bit of fluff
Summary: When the heat goes out in the bunker, Sam makes suer the reader stays warm.
The bunker was freezing. Brick walls did nothing to help the chill that permeated the air, and you curled up even tighter under your many layers of covers.
Earlier, while you and the boys were feasting on a fine dinner of olive pizza and Samuel Adams, a loud clunking sound issued from the basement. Dean had gone downstairs and come back up a few minutes later, declaring that the heating was broken. Your only resolve until you could get around to fixing it was to bundle up in your warmest clothing.
Now, it was nearly midnight, and you huddled, sandwiched between several blankets that simply absorbed the chill from the rest of the bunker. You were wearing your favorite pair of sweats and a thick sweater, which also did little to contain your body heat.
Authors Note: I KNOW ITS LONG BUT I PROMISE YOU ITLL BE WELL WORTH IT. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT!!! IM YELLING IM SO HAPPY I FINISHED THIS!!!!
Summary: a series of short stories to your forever.
(each bolded word starts a new short story, the horizontal lines also divide each story.)
@hamilton-noodles Jo is a blessing to this earth. THE MOST eloquent person I have ever come across. I personally give this story to her, and all the stars in the sky. I want to publicly thank her for being one of the best people I have ever met (PERIOD) I love her so much and she is my bestest of the best friends.
@adolescenthowell RACHAEL was my first friend on this blog and I want to thank her for reading my shit, facetiming me when I need motivation to write, and most importantly sticking by me. She is so talented and I love her.
@fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines Sophie is the kindest human being alive. I want to give her all my thanks for proof reading for me. She is an amazing human being and so so out of this world talented. Love ya girl!
@whatdimissmotherfuckers Ruby for being such an adorable little bean. She’s the most giving yet still sassy person ever and I admire her self confidence. I hope you keep doing you babe. Her art and writing is the BESTEST. AND I ALSO LOVE HER DEARLY.
If life had worked out perfectly; you would have never met him. You took the wrong train going downtown. Stupid, you knew, but being a first time New Yorker was hard. You wandered the streets aimlessly until you found a subway station late at night, hoping and praying you’d be able to find your way back home, your phone having died hours ago. You sat on a bench tapping your foot anxiously waiting for your train going up when a subway car rattled its way to your station. You were passing the doors when you saw a man runselfning down the length of the aisles in the subway car, singing loudly with a pair of headphones on. He didn’t notice you immediately, but when his eyes finally fell on you he practically tore off his headphones and stopped dead in his tracks. You gave him an awkward smile before he blushed red and returned one.
A/N: I thoroughly enjoyed writing this, it’s hands down the quickest I have ever written anything because I was so into it. I don’t care who you are, we all have had some sort of insecurity at some point in our life. I hope this is a way for whoever may be struggling with this to learn to accept themselves and if you are in a toxic relationship, you can do so much better. You are all beautiful!! Thanks yall! As always thank you to my forever beta @avasmommy224
It was your second week working as an extra on the show Supernatural. Your boyfriend was beyond unsupportive, he always told you that you were never good enough to be an actress. You weren’t skinny enough for this role or too skinny for that role. You would get an offer for a part and as excited as you were to get his opinion, he always had something negative to say. This time it was for a love interest of Dean Winchester’s. You were a vamp that he’d met in a bar a few episodes behind but you slipped out of the bar when you found out that he was a hunter.
okay so following up on another post of mine about the fandom could really use more baby shiro art, lets imagine shiro suddenly being baby-fied by some weird alien shit.
what would they do when they need to change his diaper?
like, let’s be lenient and say that they somehow acquire human diapers (maybe from that mall with the earth store WHO KNOWS). who tf knows how to change diapers? like, u can’t just slap a new one on and call it a day that shit is a Ritual with several steps for cleanup and application okay.
allura and coran? nope. allura’s never done it before. coran has but for some weird alien reason altean diapers are completely different from human diapers.
hunk? nope. he’s the youngest sibling, he’s never had to change diapers.
pidge and keith? forget it. hopeless. points to keith for being rlly good with getting baby!shiro to sleep and pidge for being rlly good at keeping him all giggly instead of crying, but they have Zero experience in this terrifying field.
you know what that means.
lance to the rescue. he’s got this. do you know how many diapers he’s changed? he lost count back in middle school. he has Seen Things. poop gets on him? shiro pees on him? is that the worst shiro can do? try changing three babies at once - two of which are not even your siblings, and one of which you are very sure is actually aiming at you - and then come talk to him.
you may think he’s really taking one for the team, but really, he’s mostly in it so he can lord it over shiro once he’s back to normal.
“look at him, i should’ve known he’d grow up so big and strong, he used to literally kick up a fuss when i tried to change his diapers. i remember it like it was yesterday-” / “lance it WAS yesterd-” / “THEY GROW UP SO FAST”
“you’re gonna talk to me that way? after all i’ve done for you? i changed your diapers, mijo.”
In the 18 years since
Columbine, there has been a fair amount of new information about Dylan
Klebold released mostly by his family. This gives us more insight into
his mindset and what type of person he was. However, hardly anything new
has been released by Eric’s family or friends. He remains largely a
mystery, as his family and friends have kept silent about him. Now, I
realize that the transition from child to teenager changes people
drastically, but any insight into the mind of Eric Harris at any point
in his life can provide a more complete view of who he was as a person.
Can you tell me a little about your childhood up to the point you met Eric? -How old were you when you met Eric Harris? -Can you recall the first time you met him?
met Eric when I was about 9 or 10 years old. The first time I met him
was during my first baseball practice. I’ve already told you the story
of that day, so I won’t re-tell it unless you’d like me to.
How close would you say your friendship was with him? Were there any defining moments in your friendship?
won’t lie and pretend that we were best friends or anything. He was a
grade above me in school, so he had more friends that were in his own
grade, so we only would hang out or talk during recess or outside of
school hours. We did stay over at each other’s house once or twice
maybe. In hindsight, the biggest thing that stands out is how he
reacted when he accidentally hit me with a baseball at my first
practice. It’s quite a thing to think that he was so upset and sorry
that he had hurt me at practice, then fast forward to seeing him on the
news during high school.
In a few sentences, how would you describe Eric’s personality during the time you knew him? Was he a nice person, or mean? -Do you recall any of his interests? What sort of things did you two bond over?
was a really normal kid from what I knew of him growing up. He wasn’t
some obnoxious kid, nor was he overly shy. He was very vanilla, in a
good way. Around that age, most kids liked playing outside since there
were always so many kids living on the air base, and video games.
did Eric rank on the social totem of the elementary school you two
attended? Was he considered popular? Unpopular? Somewhere in between?
recollection of Eric was as a very middle of the road kid. I never
recalled him getting picked on during recess or by other kids in the
neighborhood. He wasn’t mean to other people, at least as far as I can
you ever meet Wayne and Kathy Harris or any other members of Eric’s
family? If so, what did you think of the family dynamic/atmosphere of
the household? -What was his relationship with his father like? His mother? -Have you ever met Kevin Harris? If so, what did you think of him? -Do you have any memories that stand out of the Harris family?
couldn’t say what his relationship was like with his parents behind
closed doors, but I remember his dad or mom being at little league
practices and games, which wasn’t the case for all of the kids growing
up. I don’t recall his dad being “that guy” who would yell at his kid
from the stands or anything like that (my dad was “that guy”). I was never really around Kevin, so nothing stands out about him to me. Our dads worked together in the military, so they already knew each other before Eric and I ever met.
Did he ever give you any indication that he was violent or unstable? If so, could you elaborate? -Did he bully anyone in school, or was he bullied?
there was nothing I saw that would have ever indicated that he was
violent or unstable, which is why it was so shocking to me when I saw
him on the news. I don’t recall him ever bullying someone or being on
the receiving end of it.
you have any specific memories that stand out of Eric? We’ve heard
about the little league story, I’m wondering, are there any other
memories that come to mind?
just remember him being a nice kid, overall. The little league story
only stands out now in light of what happened with Columbine. If not
for that, I wouldn’t really have any story that stands out about him.
Did Eric ever speak about wanting to do anything violent, or said anything weird along those lines?
he was not an angry kid when I knew him. I definitely would have
remembered him saying something outlandish, even if Columbine hadn’t
Did you keep in contact with Eric after he moved away?
ran into each other on occasion at Plattsburgh, since both of our
families moved there, but again, he was at a different school and we
didn’t see each other much. No internet back then, so I completely lost
track of him after Plattsburgh.
Are there any inaccuracies you have noticed in the media/culture surrounding the persona of Eric Harris?
only seen the part of Bowling for Columbine that pertains to the kids
from Oscoda that were interviewed. I was off at college during that
time, so I wasn’t aware of the interviews after the fact. I wouldn’t
have agreed to be on camera talking about it, because that’s just not
who I am. I will say that at least one of the kids interviewed seems a
little “iffy” to me. I know it’s bad to say, but Eric’s father was a
high-ranking officer, so I have a difficult time believing that he would
have been in the same social circle as some of the kids interviewed.
Not to say that Eric would have thought himself better than them, it’s
just that he wouldn’t have been in the same circles by virtue of his
circumstance as the child of a military officer. I can’t say with 100%
certainty that the people interviewed in the documentary were lying, but
What are your
personal thoughts/opinions of Eric Harris and the Columbine massacre?
What do you personally believe led to Eric and Dylan killing their
schoolmates and then themselves?
up in the air force, you move frequently. After the base in Wurtsmith,
we moved 2 more times. At Wurtsmith and then Plattsburgh, I was a
relatively popular kid and did not have any real social issues with
people. At the very last base we moved to, I was instantly a social
pariah and picked on incessantly. It’s a weird thing to go from one end
of the social spectrum to the other, just based on the air base you’re
at, but it can definitely happen. The last move completely scarred me
socially and I still have issues based on the experience. I think it’s
completely possible that Eric experienced this when he moved to
Colorado, possibly even before that, when he moved to Plattsburgh. I
rarely saw him there since we were in different schools. It would not
surprise me if he didn’t start getting bullied until after he moved to a
new base. It can be that simple that someone is a regular kid who gets
along with people at one air base and then moves to another where you
get bullied constantly and completely change your mentality.
Thank you all so much for your interest in this interview! Hope you enjoyed the read!
I’ve see a couple of folks suggesting that Keith’s dad might have had abandoned him when he was small due to their interaction in Keith’s dream.
But what if Keith’s dad didn’t leave him? What if Keith was the one who was forced to leave his father?
Remember, Keith is part galra. So maybe whatever glamour it is that hides his galra features didn’t always work so well on a fast growing child. Because earth kids can grow like weeds, and who knows what galra kids can grow like. So whatever it is that keeps Keith looking 100% human might have had to work overtime in the beginning to keep up with all changes that human kiddos rapidly go through, while actively trying to block/suppress any galra changes that might be trying to happen.
So, what if, the glamour tended faded a bit in some spots when it was stretched too thin? Which would result in tiny little Keith suddenly having purple bruise-like splotches scattered across his skin. His dad, lets call him Kogane, would recognize them for what they are. Keith’s mothers genetics peeking through the spell despite her promising Kogone before she left to fight a war that this could never happen.
So he panics a bit, scared that the changes will continue and that his kid might get taken away if anyone found out what he truly is. He suggest that Keith be more careful about letting others see his weird bruises, bruises that don’t even hurt at all and disappear after a day or two. As having the splotches show up on his knees, shins, and elbows are fine for a rough and tumble kid like Keith, but the ones on his shoulders, his back, and his abdomen would be allot harder to explain.
Eventually though, someone sees them. Perhaps it was the poker night babysitter, or maybe the nice neighbor lady who looks after Keith for Kogane while he’s at work. Either way, someone assumes the worse in a way that doesn’t involve Keith being half alien, and calls social services.
Keith remembers the day a lady in a pant suit showed up at the neighbors house while his dad was at work. How she asked him a bunch of little questions until he warmed up to her, and then asked about his weird bruises and what his father knew about them. Keith didn’t know much himself and just told her what his dad told him, to keep the bigger ones out of sight until they go away.
Believing they heard enough, Keith was lead by the tearful neighbor into the lady’s car and was taken away into the foster system. He never saw his dad again after that.
It was also right around then that the glamour stabilized itself and the odd bruises stopped, leaving Keith very confused for years to come as to what they really were.
Despite what his file says, Keith doesn’t remember his father ever laying a hand on him and hate’s the way case workers try to talk about him to Keith.
Like Keith was a victim in denial of what they believed had happened.
As if being a poor single father with a slow southern drawl and no other family made it obvious that his dad was to one to cause those bruises.
Later, when Keith finally hits puberty, he finds those bruises blooming across his skin all over again. They result in him being taken out of one of the few good foster homes he’d been in, a concerned counselor asking him if he was being bullied, and a doctor prescribing him iron supplements.
They were gone again by the time he aged out of the system and enlisted into the Garrison.