he's going to age very well

What we really need is an adaptation of the original 1740 The Beauty and the Beast

So were you aware that the The Beauty and the Beast story we all know is a heavily abridged and rewritten version of a much longer novella by Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Villeneuve?  And that a lot of the plot holes existing in the current versions exist because the 1756 rewrite cut out the second half of the novella, which consisted entirely of the elaborate backstory that explains all the weird shit that happened before?  And that the elaborate backstory is presented in a way that’s kind of boring because the novel had only just been invented in 1740 and no one knew how they worked yet, but contains a bazillion awesome ideas that beg for a modern retelling?  And that you are probably not aware that the modern world needs this story like air but the modern world absolutely needs this story like air?  Allow me to explain:

The totally awesome elaborate backstory that explains Beauty and the Beast

  • Once upon a time there was a king, a queen, and their only son
  • But while the prince was still in his infancy, in a neat reversal of how these fairy tales usually go, the king tragically died, leaving his wife to act as Regent until their son reaches maturity
  • Unfortunately, the rulers of all the lands surrounding them go, “Hmm, the kingdom is ruled by a woman now, it must be weak, time for an invasion!”
  • And the Queen goes, “Well, if I let some general fight all these battles for me, he’ll totally amass enough fame and power to make a bid for the throne; if I want to protect my son’s crown, I have no choice but to take up arms and lead the troops myself!
  • (Btw, I want to stress that this woman is not Eowyn or Boudica and nothing in the way her story is presented suggests that she had any interest martial exploits before or in any way came to enjoy them during these battles.  This is a perfectly ordinary court lady who would much rather be embroidering altar covers for the royal chapel and playing with her child until necessity made her go, “Oh no, this sucks, I guess I have to become a Warrior Queen now” and she just happened to kick ass at it anyway.)
  • And the Queen totally kicked ass, but the whole “twice as good for half the credit” thing meant that no matter how many battles she won, potential enemies refused to take her and her army seriously until she had defeated them so no sooner would she fend off one invasion than another one would pop up on a different border.
  • So she spent the majority of her young son’s life away from the castle leading armies, but it was OK because she left him in the care of her two best friends, who just happen to be fairies!  This was an awesome idea because a) fairies have magic, and therefore are like the best people to protect the prince from any threats and b) fairies consider themselves to be so above humanity that the lowest fairy outranks the highest mortal, so they’d have no interest in taking a human throne.  Good thing they were both good fairies instead of one good and one evil one!
  • (Spoiler:  they were not both good fairies.)
  • So the two fairies basically take turns raising the prince until he’s old enough to rule.  And on the eve of his twenty-first birthday, the evil older one comes into the prince’s bedroom.
  • “So listen, kid.  You’re about to become king, your mother’s on her way home from the war to see you crowned, and I have a third piece of good news for you!  You see, I’ve actually been spending so much time here lately because Fairyland’s become a bit too hot to hold me for reasons totally not related to me being secretly evil.  And if I have to hang in the human world, I might as well reside in the upper echelons of it, so even though as a powerful fairy I completely eclipse your puny human status in a staggeringly unimaginable way, since you’re about to be king and since my premonition that I should stick this whole guardianship thing out because you would be hot one day has totally proved accurate (go me), I will graciously lower myself to allowing you to marry me.  Please feel free to grovel at my feet in gratitude.  (Btw, we can totally start the wedding night now, we’ll tell your mother about it when she arrives tomorrow.)”

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Reasons to adopt Otabek

iNow that everyone has been revived after getting ‘good’ slaughtered by victuuri in ep.10, do you have some time to talk about Otabek Altin? The precious cinnamon roll and Yurio’s new friend?

Let’s get to know this Dark Horse.

Originally posted by sarapyon

So he’s 18, he was the first to qualify for GPF, won last season’s bronze and represents Kazakhstan.  

Many of you might not even be aware of the existence of this country, so in brief: Kazakhstan is a post USSR country in the centre of Eurasia, right between Russia, China, Middle East and Europe continent.

So, why would Kubo-sensei even include someone from there?
The answer is Kazakhstan’s real life figure skating hero - Denis Ten.

Originally posted by fyeahskatinggifs

Originally posted by hanyuedits

Denis Ten is: 

  • the first skater to represent KZ in international championships  
  • currently 23 years old
  • is from Kazakhstan but of a Korean origin
  • Olympic bronze medalist, World silver and bronze medalist, 4 Continents gold medalist, Asia Winter Sports gold medalist
  • cinnamon roll like you wouldn’t believe how sweet

Otabek is definitely inspired by Denis, and therefore I will take his perspective to judge his background.

The thing about sport athletes in Kazakhstan is that they’re ALWAYS self-made. Neither education system nor sports practice is well-developped here yet. Which is understandable since the country is still young (25 years of Independance, yay) and confused in many aspects. That’s not fine but we manage. That however does not change the fact that Kazakh sport education is a complete bullshit when compared to Europe, USA, Asia or Russia (with the exception of boxing and martial arts, probably). 

Therefore if you are from KZ and want a world champion for a kid, these are the steps you need to take:
1. Sign them up for sports club early. No team sports, only individual. Team sports have no future here yet.
2. Once they start to show a talent, interest and/or competitive spirit send them to Russia. Russia has better coaches, facilities and programme. Russia is close, cheap and easy to travel to, and not emotionally stressing for the kid, since it’s the same environment there. 
3. Once they come of an age to participate in a competition SEND THEM AS FAR AS YOUR BUDGET ALLOWS YOU. USA and Canada for figure skating. USA, Europe and Australia for swimming and tennis. Why? Because it’s one thing to train in your rivals’ adobe, all of them young talented and ambitious, being coached by their coach, at the same time as them, and completely other thing to be enrolled in a kind of sports boarding school where the coach is from some France and other students are from all over the world, struggling to get better same as you. Goverment does not provide any stable scholarships for this, btw. It’s all up to parents to find, choose and pay for. If you happen to have a kind, well-educated and persistant coach in KZ, they might win you some bonuses in a harsh battle against bureaucracy, but it will not be enough to cover for all or even half of it. 

LAST YEAR!!!! You hear me?? He was 17, and already a bronze medalist when he returned to his hometown!! 

That means that all the time before he spent overseas. Can you imagine that?? A 13-16 year old Otabek in another hemisphere from his home. That’s like half an equator, one ocean and 11-14 timezones away. 

a l l   b y   h i m s e l f

struggling with language barrier (think he had time to perfect his English before? not likely), with harsh training and obligatory schoolwork - all on top of taking care of himself all by himself.  

Can you imagine Otabek coming back on one of those days to an epmty room in a dorm and messages from his family. Calls might be very hard to time up with such time diference. His mom inquiring how he has been, if he eats properly and does his laundry in time, scheduling for skype calls, updating him on his relatives and friends, giving advice on treating colds and stomach ache, and all those other things that most of the boys his age get for granted. 

My heart aches over thinking how lonely he must’ve felt. 

And, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell them, if anything would not go well. Because there would be nothing they could do from over there, it would only cause them to worry more. Even more than they already would have been.

So there was only one way for him: to suck it up, train hard, suceed and make them proud.

He is not trying to prove himself to himself as Yuuri, nor does he need to prove himself over others like Yurio. He doesn’t want it for fame like JJ, he wants it for his family, his people and his country. That’s any Kazakh’s default mission in life - make your parents proud. Especially after he had returned home with a medal and proved himself to be capable of competing at the same level as Victor fucking Nikiforov and Christophe Jeacometti!!!!!! Him! A Kazakh boy of 17 years!! Kubo-sensei does not joke around when calling him a hero, because he is one! A hero and a history-maker, same as Phichit.

We haven’t seen his coach or team yet, but I have a feeling that it would be the same situation as Denis’s. Meaning, he doesn’t have one. 

Denis Ten often travels (or used to travel) to the competitions by himself. There is no staff assigned to help him out. He is used to do trivial things like filling paper forms, booking time for practice, booking hotels, turning in audio tracks for the performance, etc. There have been numerous times when they had either messed up the music at the start of his performance or even played the wrong hymn during the awards ceremony. In his interview, Denis admitted to being totally lost at what to do at those time. There’s also no one to defend/protect him when something comes up, since there’s no one from KZ who has a weight in figure skating world. 

I have a distinctive feeling Otabek will be the same.  

I mean, how the hell would he be comfortable enough to rent a bike and ride all over Bar-freaking-celona, with no fear to get lost/in trouble, if he wasn’t used to this kind of responsibilities? Again, he’s 18. 

At the same time Yurio is like: 


Therefore his friendship with Yurio is truly a blessing. They do have a lot in common, they’re practically from the same background: the lifestyle in KZ and Russia does not really differ. It’s the same culture, the same language (KZ is bilinguial: both Kazakh and Russian are widely spoken), a really similar mindset, educational system, environment, custom etc. They’re both outsiders in the current lineup, striving to make a name for themselves. It’s almost the same as 5 years ago in that camp when both Otabek and Yurio were new to the rink in Saint-Petersburg. That’s what Otabek referring to, I think, when he says Yurio had eyes of a soldier. In that environment they’d be both treated the same, you know. Otabek as a no one from nowhere and Yurio as a that guy from Moscow. Not even sure what’d have been worse.

Also there’s a post going around about bad realtion between Russians and Kazakhs, stressing that Kazakh is an inferior race to Russians - PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE DO NOT BELIEVE IT THAT IS NOT TRUE!!!!!!! 

Our nations have always been close, we have a long and complicated history but the friendship between two countries and people is very strong. 

There are some issues in terms of racism on both sides but it is very rare/obscure case and is usually triggered by something.

Therefore I ask you to support Otabek Altin and his friendship with Yurochka!
Please do adopt him! Please do dote on him! He really deserves and needs that! 

Originally posted by christinophern

and if you have some more feels to spare, please take a look at  Denis Ten too :3  

Thank you for reading, 
with love from Kazakhstan

a love spell, or something like it

inspired by a post sara reblogged (this one, specifically) and the resulting conversation about different love spells, where she suggested i write the fic. i said no, go away, it’s late. then i stayed up and wrote the fic.

This doesn’t make any sense.

Though they’d never admit it—Dean especially would never admit it—they’re practically witches themselves at this point. Sam isn’t deluded enough to think otherwise. He has a fair share of spells up his sleeve that he knows by heart by now, a few more he’s working on remembering, and some he still struggles with the incantation, but at the end of the day they frequently speak Latin and throw herbs into flames, so, logically, they’re witches, or close enough to it.

And it’s because of this (and his own unfortunate experience that no one must ever speak of again, thanks) that Sam knows a love spell when he sees one.

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About mirrors

Manga spoilers for chapter 263 ahead.

So you guys,

I just realized why Bokuto is so prominently in the audience for this match, and I’m kinda pissed at myself for only noticing it now because this is a pretty neat technique and it’s definitely something writers can make good use of.

Furudate tends to use audience member like the choir in a greek tragedy. They’re there to make sense of the proceedings. They explain stuff, they mention why things are important, they guide the viewer by being the everyman themselves.

But Bokuto has a very specific use: he’s there to be a mirror.
Specifically, he’s there to mirror Tanaka’s perseverance.

Because this is one of the defining traits of Bokuto Kotarou.
It’s something he himself is aware of. He’s one of the top five spikers in the country, but he also has self esteem issues. He’s quick to lose heart.

This is alleviated for him at Fukurodani, by having a literal empath as a setter. Akaashi at all time has a mental percentage list of how close his spiker is to breakdown and what actions he should perform for best results.

Tanaka, we’re shown, does not have this advantage.

What Tsukki does when he passes to Asahi is probably smart, probably also well-intentioned, but it is very much considered a snub.
You can see this in the reactions of the audience.

One way or another, this is a personal affront to Tanaka’s pride.
Now look at Bokuto again. He’s looking up at the ceiling, he’s *frustrated by proxy* and Akaashi, who is so in tune to his spiker’s mood, knows exactly what’s going on. He’s nervous. He’s worried. He’s fully expecting Tanaka to fall apart, because that’s what Bokuto would do.
He says it himself, he would have broken ages ago.

But Tanaka didn’t.

In part, because who needs empaths when you have the literal sunshine that is Hinata in your team.
But also, because this is Tanaka and
Tanaka’s main strength lies in his tenacity.

And that’s why this is such a powerful arc.

Difficult || Ch.1

Originally posted by jeonwilds

Genre- smut

Description- You can’t stand Jungkook. You find even tolerating him difficult. Unluckily, for you, you and him share a very complicated relationship.

word count- 1,442

“Dude, you’ve seriously made a big mistake,” Jimin stated, staring Jungkook directly in the face.

“That’s your opinion, little man-” Jungkook said, his mouth in a dead straight line, expression not wavering; even with Jimin’s eyes boring straight into him.

“Why you- “

“I like the woman, she’s my type, I date her. Simple as- and weren’t you always the one who goes on about age being just a number? Can’t stick to your morals, can you?” he said folding his arms over his chest.

“I get it, age is just a number. But seriously, when you said you liked older women, I didn’t think you’d go for someone fourteen years older than you! She’s old enough to be your mum, let alone a noona.” Jimin, threw Jungkook a look of absolute disgust.

“Okay, that’s an exaggeration-” Jungkook began.

“Whatever. You can’t possibly get along with someone who is that far from your age. And she’s not even nice! “ She only puts that sickly-sweet façade on in front of you!”

“Nice to know. Do I give a damn? No.” Jungkook, stalked off towards the other end of the room, filled with staff members. He threw himself onto a small chair in front of a large mirror. Jimin trotted over to him, looking at him in complete defeat.

“Fine, go ahead and do what you want. You don’t even listen to me because of her. Just know, you’re making a big mistake. One day you’ll wake up and realise you don’t like her and then you won’t even be able to get rid of her.” With that Jimin stomped off. 

That’s his problem. He thinks I’m always going to agree with everything he says, Jungkook thought to himself.

Jimin had not been wrong though. Even Jungkook knew, his new girlfriend -Jiyu- was not the nicest person. She had never been rude to him, personally, however it was how she treated everyone else. Yet, she was everything he wanted in a woman, bar the personality, so he didn’t feel like he could complain.

People talked about it a lot. The fact that he was dating a woman- fourteen years older than him- had reached everyone’s ears, Jungkook however did not care in the slightest. He had stopped caring a while ago, he was done with everyone trying to have an input in his life. He wanted to be free to make his own choices, and not have anyone controlling his every move.

“Excuse me,” Taehyung said. He stood beside Jungkook’ s chair expectantly.

“What?” Jungkook asked, rather aggressively.

“I have to sit here-”

“Why? Can’t you stand?” Jungkook felt bitter and aggravated, he did not want to move an inch.

“No, I can’t for your information. There’s a new stylist and they told her to practice doing makeup on me. So, I suggest you get up… before I sit on you.” Taehyung threatened. Jungkook still did not move. Tae placed himself on his knee.

“You know it’s not much of a punishment, don’t you? You’re so light, but you eat like a pig. Where does all that food go?”

“Where do you think it goes?” Taehyung answered, raising an eyebrow. Jungkook scrunched his face up in disgust.

“Eww, you’re so weird. Get off me now,” he said, bouncing his knee upwards for Tae to get off him.

“I need to sit down, please,” Tae begged.

“No, I’m too pissed off to get up-” Jungkook began, but fell silent, as you came and stood behind the chair. Tae immediately got up off Jungkook’s leg. They both looked at you, struggling to remove their gaze. You stared down at floor, clearly shy. You muttered some incomprehensible words under your breath.

“Pardon?” Tae asked, looking at you with a friendly smile on his face. 

“Are you Taehyung?” you questioned. Jungkook looked at Tae, and returned his eyes to you.

“Oh, I am,” Tae answered. You finally looked up at him, eyes large and shining.

“O-okay, I was told I have to practice on you. Um- do you want to sit down somewhere?”

“Yeah.” Tae looked at Jungkook, who jumped off the chair so quickly, he almost knocked it over. Taehyung sat down in his place. You started to get to work, while Jungkook, scooted around the room, in search of another chair. Once he found the chair, he dragged it back over to where Tae and you were, and placed it next to the other chair. He sat down, and decided to go straight to flicking through his phone. However, there was one question on his mind.

“What’s your name?” he asked you, you were now hovering over Taehyung, and did not answer him. “What is your name?” Jungkook repeated himself, much louder. Tae looked at him, he had clearly heard the question. You again made no reply, and did not so much as glance at him. Now Jungkook, knew you must have been purposely ignoring him.

“So, what’s your name,” Taehyung asked, awkwardly, still looking at Jungkook. 

“My name is Y/N,” you answered quietly. You had replied when Tae had asked, but not when Jungkook had. This proved you were ignoring him. He and Tae both kept quiet for the rest of the time you were working.


After you had finished, Taehyung stared at himself- for what seemed like an hour- in the mirror. He stroked his cheek.

“I-I’m…beautiful. You’re amazing!” He threw his arms around you briefly, and ran excitedly out of the room. You bent down and began to pack all the tools and items you were holding back into your bag. You picked up your bag and stood up; as you turned around you came face to face with Jungkook. You stumbled backwards, in shock that he had been so close. He grabbed your wrist swiftly, helping you catch your balance. You wrenched yourself free from his grasp, and made to walk off, until he stepped in front of you. You rolled your eyes in irritation. 

“Do you have something you want to say?” you asked, coldly. Jungkook was taken aback, but then an amused expression appeared on his face.

“Oh, so you do have a tongue in your mouth?” As soon as he uttered those words his mind travelled somewhere so far, that he shook his head and tried to move his mind back to the situation at hand.

“Do you want me to prove it? I can say more than just that,” you spat, eyes flashing dangerously.

“What have I done to you to deserve this treatment? Enlighten me.” Jungkook looked at you, his eyes travelling over your body. 

“Even if I did tell you, I don’t think you’d give a shit.” He returned his eyes to your face and he took a step towards you. You moved back, and glanced around the room, thankfully nobody was interested in what was going on between you two.

“Tell me, then I’ll decide how much I care.” You looked up at him, your teeth clenched tightly. You couldn’t stand the guy, but he just wasn’t going to leave you alone.

“Go to hell Jeon-” you were about to walk off, until he grabbed you by the arm, spinning you around to face him.

“You know, it’s disrespectful to call someone by their last name.” He looked into your eyes.

“Well, I wouldn’t know that, I haven’t lived in Korea very long. But you know what, you’re the same age as me, so I couldn’t care less how I talk to you.”

“Really? It’s funny, most girls are on their knees for me- but you- you are interesting.” 

“Like I want to know what you get girls to do for you. Why don’t you get your milf to get on her knees for you-”?  

“I should have you fired for talking to me like this. But unfortunately for me, I love hearing those filthy words from your lips.”

“Are you completely shameless? You’re flirting with me, even though you already have a girlfriend. Do you know nothing about limits?” You pushed his chest and freed your arm from his grasp, though you couldn’t help feel heat rising in your cheeks.

“It’s harmless, besides I have standards.” You opened your mouth to make a retaliation, but just ended up huffing in response.

“Trust me, you’ll find out why I hate you soon enough. Look forward to it Jeon.” You walked off, not looking back at him.

What a bitch. Jungkook smirked to himself. You were the first girl who had spoken to him in that tone. And, he felt so ready to hear you berate him and spew curse words at him again.


Group/Member: BTS/Jungkook

Words: 978

Genre: Full on smut, do not read if you are pure, dom!Jungkook, teacher!Jungkook, student!reader

Summary: Y/N gets caught talking in class

Request: anonymous

A/N: The 2nd smut I’ve written that was requested rather than me just adding it in because I felt like it! I hope you enjoy, and don’t hesitate to tell me if I need to fix anything! ~Admin Unnie

Originally posted by purelyjimin

“Why is he so attractive?” I turn to look at my best friend who was looking at our college professor. Now he wasn’t the typical, old professor. He’s working part time with the school while he goes through grad school, so he’s very close to our age. So it’s not weird that she’s ogling him.

“Why aren’t you paying attention in class?” I ask her. “Is your plan to fail this class so you have to take it again next semester?”

“Yes.” She says, no hint of a joke on her face.

“What if he’s not teaching this class next semester?”

“Ms. Y/L/N! Why are you talking during my class?” I look up and meet Mr. Jeon’s gaze. “Well, according to the clock, it’s time for you guys to go anyway. Ms. Y/L/N, if you could stay after class so I can speak with you.”

I took my time putting my books away as my classmates rushed to leave. “You are so lucky to get to stay after with him. I’m so envious.” My best friend says as she left the room.

“Care to explain why you were talking during my class?” Mr. Jeon asks as I walked up to his desk.

“I was answering y/bf/n’s question, sir.” I answer as I lean against the wooden surface.

“And may I ask what was so important that you had to answer it right then?”

“She wanted to know why you were so attractive.” I say, not bothering to lie or beat around the bush.

“And what did you tell her?” He asks while smirking at me, leaning closer.

“Well I definitely didn’t tell her why I find you attractive.” I look up at him innocently.

He smirks again and walks over to the door. “It’s a very good thing neither you nor I have a class right now.”

“And why is that?” I ask just as he turns the lock.

“Because I believe a punishment is in order.” That’s right, I’m fucking my professor.

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God isn’t going to forget to make provisions for you. He isn’t going to forget to put the people in your life that are meant to be there. He isn’t going to close doors that are meant to be open. It can be hard to accept this at times because we often feel that we have a pretty good idea of what we need, when we need it and how we want it, bit God always has an even better idea, and it’s better than our very best.

It is okay to have desires, but we should always desire to see God’s plan revealed to us all the more, because it is only what He gives that will prepare us for what’s in store. In this life, we have a lot of work to do, and it may include some uncertain seasons and uncharted territories, but it isn’t without God guiding us. It isn’t without God making sure we have every single thing we need to get where we need to be.

…And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age. - Matthew‬ ‭28:20‬

Jesus’ words to the disciples at the end of Great Commission is a great reminder that yes, we have work to do, but He is always with us. He still has a plan for us. Going and making disciples is no easy task, but Jesus ensured them that He was with them throughout this process. This applies to every single aspect of our lives as well, no matter what we face in the past, present, or future. He is with us, making sure we have everything we need in Him.

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anonymous asked:

Batfamily and what their artistic talent would be?

Bruce: used to be really good in school but never has the time to practice and so is kind of rusty, but definitely above average

Dick: bless his heart, he tries, but he can’t get basic shapes to look quite right and so everything looks a bit… not right, though not for a lack of effort.

Jason: is very good with charcoal drawings but can’t paint or sculpt very well as he doesn’t have enough patience to wait for things to dry before going on to the next step

Tim: is great at sculpting and working with his hands but often doesn’t have free time to work on a project, is naturally very proficient at photography

Steph: a stick figure is more or less the extent of the effort she’s willing to put in

Damian: is an amazing artist. From a young age he’s been really great at making artwork and can work with almost any medium

Cass: enjoys fingerpainting and working with clay (she likes the feeling of the materials)

Duke: doodles for fun and is fairly decent at drawing but can’t shade for shit

Barbara: a master at photoshop and photo editing, good at digital artwork

Pink Floyd

Originally posted by riverdaleselite

A/N: I’M BACK… and so soon as well. Enjoy, beautiful (yes, I’m talking to you).

Request:  Hi honey ! <3 I was wondering if you could write an imagine, where Jughead always sees a little girl in Pop’s, she eats ice cream or drink milkshakes after school, and she is really talkatvive, annoys him a lot, but she reminds him so much of Jellybean so he never was mean to her, only in playful way, and when he find out, that she has a cute older sister at his age (reader) he likes her even more ? ^^

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Warnings: None

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BTS Reactions To You (Their Friend) Being A 2001 Liner


Seokjin would find it incredibly cute that you were a lot younger than him. He’d immediately become almost like a big brother figure to you. He’d feel responsible for making sure that you were eating well. He’d also be incredibly protective of you. He’d pat your head a lot.

Originally posted by lariz0rd


I don’t see Yoongi treating you any differently after finding out your age. I mean he’d always be aware of the fact that you were younger but he wouldn’t let it affect the way he speaks to you or treats you. However, he’d be lowkey very protective of you. He’s not the type to care about age. He’d be good to go to for advice.

Originally posted by mn-yg


He’d love to tickle you. He’d find anything you did cute even if it wasn’t. He’d be the type to make sure you were dressed appropriately for the weather. He’d be so soft for you. He’d be protective of you. He’d be the fluffiest when with you.

Originally posted by yahjiminie


Whenever the members would tease you he’d laugh but if he saw that they had gone too far he’d reprimand them. Like all the members, he’d be protective. Along with Yoongi, he’d be the best to go to for advice. He’d be either trying to act like the cool older brother or he’d be a complete dork when he was around you.

Originally posted by kths


He’d give you cute nicknames. He’d also offer to buy things for you. For example, if you two had gone out to eat to catch up he’d most likely pay for your meal. He’d like to playfully tease you. He’d also like embarrassing you lol. 

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


He’d treat you like a child or younger sister. He’d buy you cute things thinking it was fitting for a cutie like you. He’d affectionately ruffle your hair a lot and be extremely smiley around you. 

Originally posted by leojuseyo


Used to being the maknae, he’d be thrilled to find out that you were younger than him. He’d use it to his advantage and tease you a lot. He’d be lowkey protective of you. Like he’d bully you (in a friendly way) but if anyone else were to say something to you he’d throw hands. He’d be cocky af around you and he’d like to pinch your cheek a lot.

Originally posted by shitjeon


I didn’t do it as if you were dating them because that’d be illegal and they’d go to jail and we don’t want that LOL 

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Don’t leave us... - Batsis x Batfamily (ANGST)

Would you look at that ? In the mood for a somewhat angsty story. Also, I promised more Batsis so…boom, here we are. Written in ten minutes (almost exactly) at 4 am so…UHUH. I hope you will still like it


You didn’t intend for any of that to happen. It just…somehow did. 

If you had waited for him, you know it would have been too late.  

Damian was there with you but…there was no way you would have let him do this. Oh no. Not your precious little brother. 

You couldn’t bear it. Nor could you bear for your dad to do it really…

You know…You know it’s selfish. 

You can’t help but think that, at least, you wouldn’t be the one to suffer. You wouldn’t be the one with a bleeding heart…Yes. It’s totally selfish. 

But you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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To Become A Hunter

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sister!reader, John Winchester, Sam Winchester [mentioned]

Words: 3900+ (I’m really sorry about that, but there was no good place to split it)

Warnings: Can’t think of anything specific, really, maybe just that there’s going to be a verbal fight, I dunno. Maybe a bit of swearing, not too much.

A/N: This is the fic I was talking about! It’s a pre-series sister AU, that takes place in between around 2003. Dean is 24, Sam is 20 and at Stanford and you are 17 years old. It’ll also be a mini-series, so there’s more parts to come. It might be a bit all over the place, but I was trying to create a certain feeling. (I don’t know what I’m talking about, but I hope you like it!)

Originally posted by whoeveryoulovethemost

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

Originally posted by xohollandroden

Your name: submit What is this?

Hunting is hard, and that’s no surprise, really. It’s physically challenging, you have to be smart, have technique, and it’s just hard emotionally as well. And, not only is it hard, but you hate it as well.

Okay, hate is a strong word, but things about it, you really do hate. You hate the way you have to sacrifice what feels like everything for it. You hate the way you feel like you miss out on life. You hate the pain and the constant fear. You hate the way it forces you to see the world more black and white instead of with all the shades of grey. You hate the way you get shut down every time you question this. You hate the way your dad responds with ’because you have to’ when you ask ’why?’.

John Winchester used to be in the military and it shows, you could testify to that. All your life he has been hard on you and your brothers. But, despite this, you are not afraid to stand up to him, question him, call him out. Although it often comes with consequences.

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Reasons why I hate the Naruto ending aside from ships

1) we never find out whether Naruto changed the Hyuuga’s oppressive system despite him marrying into the family

2) equally unknown is whether the events of the Uchiha Massacre are ever brought to light and those who allowed it to happen condemned openly

3) Kakashi, who has never shown any interest in becoming Hokage ever, in fact much the opposite, replaces Tsunade, a highly capable Hokage, for seemingly no good reason whatsoever (edit: this isn’t to say Kakashi is undeserving of the role but it’s the idea that a woman who was shown to be doing just fine at her high profile job suddenly hands it over to a man that’s never wanted it, and then he hands over the job again after only a few years, just rubs me the wrong way. It’s brilliant that Kakashi is recognised for his efforts but it feels so unnecessary for there to be a Hokage between Tsunade and Naruto)

4) all the married women are shown to be housewives. All of them. The men on the other hand are not shown to be such and instead all work

5) adding on to that, all the women with children fall into the trope of being terrifying, strict mothers to some degree despite it not fitting a lot of their characters

6) Taka work for Orochimaru, a man who has abused them all

7) Orochimaru is still running around freely and his crimes seemingly unpunished.

8) instead of completely overhauling the system that produces what basically amounts to child soldiers, children are still learning offensive techniques and skills not as a recreational activity but in order to complete missions that have elements of danger children of that age should not be exposed to on a regular basis.

9) the chuunin exams, which was fully intended to function as a war by proxy, still exists and children are still allowed to take part in fights which can cause grievous harm to other participants that are put on show for the entertainment of others

10) Kurenai, a highly capable ninja complimented by Itachi Uchiha himself for her skill in genjutsu, is never shown to return to service

11) Tenten’s weapons shop is not doing well supposedly due to the era of peace they are in but at no point aside from then are we shown signs of the ninja population dwindling since the academy and chuunin exams are still in full swing. It is unfair one of the few working woman is thusly shown to not be doing her work well

12) Neji died in a manner that feels, in comparison to other deaths, unnecessary and simply for the emotional reaction of the audience. His death is then used as a humorous gag later on as if he weren’t a casualty of war at a very young age

And the list continues on…

I’m not going to lie and say that the ships aren’t part of the reason why I dislike the ending but let’s face it, the ending and beginning of Boruto that follows on feels rushed and messy. So many resolutions that needed to explicitly happen do not and the treatment of the women plays into so many sexist tropes. It’s a bad ending guys, whether your ships became canon or not

Dear everyone victim blaming this girl who exposed Xander Berkeley.

Those of you saying she’s faked the DM’s and posting videos about how it’s done on a web browser. 

1. Her first exposing screen captures were shots from her cellphone. You can’t fake those with editing website code, and you’d have to have hours on your hands to edit the screen shots.
2. She literally uploaded videos of her logging into her account and scrolling up through the DM’s. Even if she used some website trickery to fake the DM’s, as soon as she exited out of the DM’s the code would change and she’d have to enter it all over again, but she clearly does not do that in the video.

Those of you saying the picture he drew of her isn’t of her but of some actress/TV character.
1. You are wrong!
2. I don’t want to link the picture but there is a selfie this girl took on her Twitter from March (which fits with the dates on her phone) where she looks exactly the same as the picture he drew.
3. It looks like he drew it in the same sketchbook he’s drawn other’s in.

Here’s a collage of the images put together and I’ve obscured her face for her protection but you can rest assured that’s absolutely her in the drawing.

And the sketchbook with which he drew Steven Ogg looks remarkably similar too. You can’t fake art style and there are numerous drawings on his IG account that are without question the same style as that drawing of this girl.

This drawing is from a different sketchbook but it clearly shows his style https://www.instagram.com/p/BVdnKqolzEedmeTveJjcgvQKFuf-TymKfZHSHg0/ (he’s made his account private so here’s a cap)

Those of you who are saying “but she’s nineteen” or “she lead him on”. Or worse, capping her old tweets to paint her as a “slut”.

1. So fucking what?
2. It doesn’t matter who she is, when HE is a 61 year old married man with two children (daughters, I believe) who was pressuring a girl 40 some years younger than him into taking nude photos of herself for his pleasure.
3. He was using classic grooming techniques. This is often how it starts with peodphiles. They test the waters with slightly older girls, and see how well their “tastes” are accepted by editing them for reveal in the way he did may have done in saying he liked girls 15+, when the case could very well be he likes them below that age too, but 15 is just more “acceptable”.
4. This guy literally said he likes 15 year old girls. It doesn’t matter how old the girl who exposed him is.

He confirmed he has a taste for children. This man is not worthy of your sympathies. Even if by some wild stretch of the imagination he’s not sexually into teenage girls, then he is a piece of shit who is going behind the back of his wife and mother of his children while away from her to solicit nude images, and potentially more than that, from a girl who is 40 YEARS YOUNGER THAN HIM!

This is not acceptable. I know we all like to give people the benefit of the doubt, an it’s always easier to blame the young girl who you think is an “attention seeker” rather than admit the famous guy doing it is a douchebag pervert.

This guy is an “art hoe” who probably read Lolita and thought it was the hottest shit ever. He probably thinks it’s okay to look at nude images of teenage girls as long as it’s “artistic”.

Well it’s not fucking’ okay. None of this is okay. This is not a fabricated witch hunt. This guy fucked up and it should be exposed. At very least he needs to have the authorities checking his computer because I would be very unsurprised if he doesn’t have indecent images stored somewhere with this kind of attitude about young girls. Probably “artsy” and black and white ones.

Too many old white dudes get away with this shit, simply because they’re “famous” in some way or a seemingly an otherwise upstanding member of the community. This shouldn’t be swept under the carpet or excused.

All you people who are attempting to discredit this girl, calling her a liar even after the proof, are literally the reason why girls don’t report being raped and go the rest of their life haunted by the abuse they endured through fear of not being believed.

Yes, not everyone ever is always telling the truth, but you’d have to reach really hard to deny the proof this girl has put forward. If you choose not to believe it, it says as much about you as it does about him.

Stop That

Word count: 2,612

Warning: smut will be in the next part, angst

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Request/summary: @omgdeangirl – “Hey you should make a smut where the reader thinks Dean is in love with Jo but he’s actually in love with the reader and they end up fighting before getting together.

A/N: sorry it took so long but this is going to be a two parter with the smut in the second part because I got a bit carried away with writing the plot whoops. Also let me know if you want tagged in the second part.  Enjoy!

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The room was almost as dark as the night sky outside. It smelt like someone had emptied barrels of beer all over the floor; there were a few beer puddles to be fair but nothing disastrous. You sat at the table beside Cas, him as stone cold sober as always (apart from that one time that we don’t talk about). Sam and Bobby were in the living room, sharing stories over a few beers. The overall mood of the house was contentment, even happiness that the hunt was over after weeks of treacherous work.

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(Y/n) twirled her dagger in her hand a few times, trying to get used to the feeling once again. After arriving in Storybrooke with her father, almost everyone had asked her to stop carrying it around. They knew the rumours about the vicious pirate’s daughter, she wasn’t nicknamed ‘Red Handed Jill’ for no reason. But when Henry was captured by Pan and brought back to Neverland – the place she had visited many a time, but at much younger ages – she knew it was again time to bring it out.

               She practiced a few swipes, eyes narrowed in concentration. She adjusted her balance, rolling her shoulders and beginning again. She had never Pan but she knew from her father’s stories he was tricky demon. He looked like a harmless young boy, but he was much more than that. She understood that on some level, everyone was always underestimating her. Then she’d pull a knife on them and their opinion would change very quickly.

               “What’re you doing out here all on your own, love?” she froze, listening as the figure emerged from the bushes behind her “Didn’t anyone warn you, it’s dangerous here at night. There are many monsters”

               “I know of only one monster” she spun round on her heel, cocking her head to the side “And he’s standing right in front of me”

               Peter looked taken aback for a moment but quickly regained composer, sauntering toward her.

               “Now that wasn’t very nice-“

               “Not a step closer or I put a knife in your chest”

               He froze, watching the calm determined look in her eye. There was no way. She was no older than he was – well, what age he appeared to be. She was bluffing. She had to be.

               But there was something unnerving about those (Y/ec) eyes. She was so sure of herself. He wasn’t going to deny he found that attractive.

               “Who are you?” he asked, a slight smirk in the corner of his mouth.

               “Why would you like to know?” she countered, holding his icy stare easily.

               “You interest me” he confessed “You don’t look like the killer type, yet you hold that knife with years of practice in your hands”

               “We both know not to judge a book by its cover, Pan”

               “I suppose so” He nodded his head, slowly.

               The two were silent for a few moments, before Peter let out a light chuckle. He now recognised her. The Captain’s daughter, the little child who had toddled around Neverland’s most dangerous parts as if it were nothing but a simple playground. He had always found it very amusing, but had never confronted her until now.

               “What?” she snapped, not liking the way he was acting.

               “Oh nothing (Y/n)” he sighed, cracking his neck “Now, shall we get this over with”

               Without hesitation the girl lunged for him, foot work perfect. Her dagger just brushed the material of his shirt before he disappeared before her very eyes, reappearing behind her. He promptly wrapped his arms around her, nose brushing against her neck. He could feel her racing pulse, making him grin.

               “How-“she took a moment to calm down, still in shock “How do you know my name?”

               “Oh I know all about you, Red Handed Jill” Peter whispered, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end “The small girl, who never knew her mother was. The innocent child who became a bloodthirsting legend”

               “You only think you know me, Pan”, she slid her hand down her thigh, grabbing at her secret knife “That is the mere tip of the iceberg, monster

               She spun out of his grasp quickly, aiming the knife for his eye. Naturally he caught it, but he held her arm there, staring straight into her wild (Y/ec) eyes.

               “Aren’t we full of surprises?” Peter licked his lips out of habit, keeping a steady hold on her wrist.

               “I could say the same about you” she snorted “You did just teleport after all”

               “That is the mere tip of the iceberg, love” he mimicked, making the girl roll her eyes.

               He trailed his free hand down her face, playing with a strand of her (Y/hc) hair.

               “Until next time, sweet (Y/n)” he pushed her back – gently than he normally would – before walking off back into the bushes.

               (Y/n) blew him a sarcastic kiss, throwing her knife this time, so it landed just at the side of his head, stuck deep in the bark of a tree.

               “Next time I won’t miss”


After a long series of events, (Y/n) had agreed to take Henry’s place, meaning everyone else had left for home. Her father was very against the trade, however, she had promised she would escape somehow. But, the more time she spent on Neverland, the less likely that escape plan became. She was enjoying herself far too much.

               She sat with Felix, sharpening her knife and making small talk. But she could feel the pair of eyes burning into the back of her head. Peter was here. Peter was watching.

               He was always keeping an eye on her, always looking out for her. In a way she appreciated it, but she always wondered why.

               Well, now she was going to ask him. She had had quite enough tiptoeing around the situation.

               She sauntered over to the tree he was leaning against, eyes narrowed.

               “You got a problem, Pan?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

               “No” he frowned “Why?”

               “Just from where I was sitting you looked a little jealous” she smirked, raising her eyebrows “You got something you need to confess to me”

               “Don’t be ridiculous” he snapped, rolling his eyes “I am not jealous because you were talking to Felix”

               “Oh really?” she drawled “So you wouldn’t mind if I go back over there, and, oh I don’t know, kiss him”

               She watched as something snapped in his eyes. He said nothing for a few moments, trying to suppress his anger.

               “Fine” Peter shrugged “If you want to so badly, who am I to stop you?”

               “Okay” she grinned cheekily, barely moving two steps before he grabbed at her.

               “Not so fast” he growled, latching onto her upper arm “I have a proposition”

               “Go on” she grinned, not minding how close he pulled her.

               “You will be known as my Queen, you will help with all major decisions on the island…”He suggested.

               “But” she narrowed her eyes “Come on now Pan, there must be a catch”

               “No kissing the other boys”

               “So you were jealous”


               “Yes you totally were”

               “Is it a yes or no?”

               “Hmmm” she placed a finger on her chin dramatically “Do I get to leave if I want to?”

               “I suppose”


               She reached up at placed a kiss firmly on his cheek. (Y/n) snorted at his shocked expression, pleased the reaction she had gotten out of him.

               “You never said I couldn’t kiss you” she sang, skipping away.

               He watched her go.

               The Queen of Neverland. The Queen of Sass. The Queen of his heart.


When you’re gone.

Hi! Thank you so much for sending in the request. I wasn’t quite sure what you meant with it but I just interpreted it as I see it so, hope you enjoy this angst. I wanted it to be really filled with angst but this is as much as I could give at the moment. We have finally less than 20 requests for me to go through and soon, I will be opening the requests once more! That aside, thank you and hope you enjoy this.

“This is your fault!” Damian all but screams and this really surprises everyone in the entire room. They have never heard Damian raise his voice like this and they also have never heard the raw emotion in his voice. “If you had let her go on the mission with us, none of this would have happened!” Damian is just shouting at a random direction – it did not even matter at that moment. Nothing else mattered anymore.

He lets the tears fall and he drops to the floor, holding on to one of the sweatshirts that you really loved to wear – it had been the last thing you had been wearing and it was bloodied and torn, here and there and it is probably going to be a constant reminder for him that he had failed you. He had failed you and disappointed you!

Dick approaches Damian and places a hand on the little bird’s shoulder. “Damian…”

Damian shrugs Dick’s hand off of his shoulders, glaring at him. “This is your fault too!” He roars in anger and tries to throw a punch at Dick but because he had miscalculated his distance with Dick, Damian almost face-plant instead.

“Damian, please.” Dick knows Damian is just saying those words in anger – he knows Damian needed someone to vent out all of the anger in him. But he knows. He knows what it was like to lose someone they love – someone that they cherished. Dick knows very well – he lost his parents at a very young age but that didn’t mean he didn’t know how it felt. So he knows just how hurt Damian is.

Damian cries out your name as Dick gathers Damian in his arms. He hugs Damian tightly. Wanting his little brother to know that he is there for him. He knows the bad place one can go too during times like this – he went through it before too.

Jason’s body is trembling in anger. He was by no means close to you mostly because Damian always get super hissy and protective whenever Jason is around but he knows you enough to respect you and your skills. The two of you would often talk about a lot of stuff whenever Damian was not around – i.e. when he went to go on his solo missions – and he has certainly come to look at you as his youngest sister. The fact that you are gone and cannot be brought back to life is just a fucking stab to the heart. It almost feels like death all over again.

Bruce is frozen, still and the words Damian shouted all but rang on a loop in his ears. He stumbles slightly and would probably have fallen to his knees if Alfred and Tim had not caught him, supporting him.

Tim has tears running down his eyes. The fact that you are no longer around and the fact that Damian actually has other emotions and is showing these raw emotions had been too much for Tim. He has always loved talking with you and geeking out with you whenever there were new technologies as well as conspiracy theories. The latter was more of a common thing though and now that you are no longer around, who is Tim going to talk to whenever he has a new conspiracy theory?

Damian cries like he has never cried before, clutching your sweatshirt close to his chest. He is never going to be able to forget this day – he will never be the same ever again after this, Damian knows as much. You are one of the reasons as to why Damian is the better person he is today. Now that you are dead, Damian is just so angry and hurt.

The Avatar and the Firelord: Storyline Parallels

Avatar: The Last Airbender gives us two juxtaposed storylines.

The first storyline, focusing on Aang, tells the story of an Air Nomad monk who, at the age of 12, finds out that he’s the Avatar. Faced with this burden, Aang runs away and accidentally freezes himself, eventually waking up one hundred years later in a world that has been ravished by the Fire Nation. With the coming of Sozin’s Comet less than a year away, Aang goes on an epic adventure as he tries to master all four elements so he can defeat Firelord Ozai. 

Alongside this storyline we have the story of Ozai’s son Zuko who, at the age of 13, is burned and banished for speaking out of turn at a war meeting. Exiled from his home, Zuko is told that he can’t return until he finds the Avatar. When the Avatar finally reveals himself, Zuko begins chasing him, and we see how these two characters interact as the series progresses until Zuko ultimately joins Aang to defeat his father. 

With that said, despite being two very different storylines, the experiences that these two characters go through have parallels and connections that help tie them together. Thus, this post will look at these two characters, as well as multiple Avatar episodes, to demonstrate the parallels between them.

But, before we get started, let me explain how I plan to go about this meta because, let’s be real, if you’ve been following my blog, you know that we have a lot of ground to cover. 

Therefore, I’m going to start by going over some of the general themes, parallels, and contrasts that follow Aang and Zuko through their adventures, as well as going over some of the thematic trends that follow them too. 

With that out of the way, I’ll get into the specifics—talking about the parallels that take place episode-by-episode and season-by-season. I won’t go through everything, since not all the parallels are important plot wise (like this one) but, I’ll go through the really important ones that help establish the storyline of each character. 

So, with that said, let’s begin!

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I’ll Hurt The Suit

Kingsman: The Secret Service One Shot

Characters: [FEMALE] Reader x Eggsy Unwin + Harry Hart, Merlin

Warnings: swearing, implications of violence

Request: “Can you do an Eggsy one where his girlfriend is Harry’s daughter and she works as a tailor? Please xxxxxx” - Anon

Word Count: 861

A/N: First Kingsman one shot, I wasn’t really sure on where to go with this but I hope you like it !

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