he's the monster we all feared

hey yall. i just realized something.

this is probably gonna be long but whatever. stick with me.

soooo im currently rereading the original pjo series. and i am feeling. so many. things. i realized a lot of things too.

okayyy so in PJO, we view percy as reckless. stupid. always acting on impulse. basically that dumb guy that never thinks befire doing things. BUT in HOO, we start viewing him as mature and smart and strategic and all that. But he didnt grow THAT much. Percy didnt age that much in hoo.

Remember that iconic scene (Mark of Athena, i think?) where they meet some kind of monster/bad ppl (im too lazy to search it up) aboard the argo II and it was percy that thought of saying that Dionysus was with them? Percy knew about their fear of dionysus, and how he turned them inti dolphins. So he got some diet coke as “proof” that he was there and asked frank to turn into a dolphin. Genius, right?

Annabeth called him smart after that.

That was the only time we considered him smart. (Well not ONLY, just one of the few times.) But guess what? He’s been doing smart shit like that for years already.

I cant really mention all of the times he did something smart/wise. If i did it would take me days before i finish typing.

So i realized why we only thought he was smart in hoo but not in pjo.

In PJO, it was in first person, so we saw everything through the eyes of percy. In this series, he only focused about how stupid he was, about how great other people were and how better they are then him. But he doesnt focus about all the good/smart/wise things he’s done. Percy doesnt know that he’s smart. All he knows is that he is stupid, worthless, and all other negative things.

in HOO, however, we were reading from another person’s point of view. We saw percy from another person’s eyes. We noticed things that he doesnt notice himself.

Hazel called him a god, once, because he was just THAT attractive. Everyone else looked up to him, and thinks he’s the most powerful/strongest person to exist.

But Percy doesnt know that. All he knows is that he’s stupid.

SOOOO, long story short, Percy hates himself.

Ok bye sorry if this was long I just love Percy so much and i a m f e e l i n g s o m U C h

anonymous asked:

What's the visual novel that the quote is from?

The visual novel is called Burning Bright in the Forests of the Night.

It was first released as an extra with the first pressing of the 6th Japanese DVD/Bluray volumes on December 18th, 2013, along with other two visual novels: A Choice with no Regrets, and Wall Sina, Goodbye. It has been re-released on the recent Season 1 DVD/Bluray Boxsets.

The whole visual novel is basically Levi’s thoughts about Eren during the events of Season 1. We get to see his point of view during the most relevant moments Eren and Levi share.

It really is great because we get into Levi’s head and know what he thinks about Eren. Here’s a resume with the most important points:

Levi calls Eren a monster, but a monster “created so perfectly it inspires awe, and fear”.

When Levi realizes Eren has transformed to fight the female titan in the forest, and he might be in danger, Levi’s heart is described as “cold as ice”, and he “flies like a released arrow”.

Levi beating Eren in the trial is described as “an extreme, cunning performance. But a necessary one”. He also thinks how they’re forced to make hard decisions all the time, and beating Eren is his last resort. “Ahh, what a load of bullshit. But there’s no choice. A soldier’s profession is to wield violence”. I personally love this part because it really proves that Levi did not want to hurt Eren, and was just doing it because he had no other choice.

Levi knows about Eren’s past, about his training time, and even about his childhood. It is said that “violence and any other form of pain will never break the boy’s spirit”. Not even getting a beating is going to destroy him, on the contrary, it will make him stronger.

The most important part from the whole visual novel is probably this one:

Humanity’s Strongest understands Eren Jaeger very well.
Eren Jaeger is indeed feared as a monster.
Eren Jaeger is undoubtedly a monster.
But all these people have gotten it wrong from the start.
Eren Jaeger is not a monster because he has the power to shift into a titan

When Levi calls Eren a monster, he isn’t talking about his shifting power. He is talking about his strenght and will. He is a monster because he is capable of enduring so much and still keep fighting. When Levi calls Eren a monster, it’s not something with bad connotations, it’s actually almost a compliment, as he speaks of him with admiration.

Eren is a monster “not because of the titan power, but because his soul itself is a monster”. And nothing can’t control this monster, “not even love” (゚ω゚;).

Levi wants to protect Eren, and calls him a “monster with perfect, fearsome beauty”. ( I assume this is the quote you saw in the first place).

When Levi rescues Eren, he yells his name. He “looks at the boy he’s holding" and wonders if he put too much weight on his shoulders or confused him by making him decide.

The visual novel ends with the poem The Tyger by William Blake, which gives name to the visual novel.

You can watch the visual novel here or here.

It was translated to english by sunset-tower, you can find the translation here. Any quotes used on this post belong to that translation.

I personally recommend this visual novel, it’s short but I think it’s very important to understand Eren and Levi’s relationship a bit better.

Hit Korean boy band BTS is ready to take over Anaheim

Rap Monster, one of the seven guys in the South Korean boy band BTS, says it was only at the end of 2016 that he and the others realized how huge their band had become around the world.

“Somebody in the company sent me a message: ‘You got No. 26 on Billboard OMG congratulations,’” says Mr. Monster, the 22-year-old rapper born Kim Nam-joon, by phone from Chicago where BTS was set to play on Thursday before hitting Honda Center for a pair of sold-out shows on Saturday and Sunday.

“At first I thought, 'Ha ha, your humor isn’t really very good,’” says Rap Monster, the leader of the group and its primary songwriter. “We didn’t believe it.”

But as more messages started to ping onto their phones he says the BTS boys realized it was no joke: Their sophomore album, “Wings,” entered the Billboard 200 chart at No. 26 after its October release, making it the highest chart position for any K-pop act – not to mention one that sings primarily in Korean – and offering a bit of foreshadowing for Billboard naming the record the best K-pop album of the year.

Since then things have only gotten sunnier for Rap Monster, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V and Jungkook. In February, “Wings” was re-released in a new edition as “You’ll Never Walk Alone,” and the combined editions have since sold nearly 1.5 million copies worldwide. Music videos for “Spring Day” and “Not Today” were released a week apart last month as well and exploded on YouTube where they’ve currently racked up 59.2 million and 60.1 million views respectively.

“When we heard that and really got that, I was saying, 'OK, this is going to be a whole other world,’” Rap Monster says of the significance of the Billboard chart success and all that followed. “And I feel like we should do something more, and dream something more.”

This past week they’ve taken a step toward something more, playing their first headlining and sold-out arena dates in the United States, after previously having mostly played on multi-artist billings at KCON conventions held here.

“So many people just to see BTS was really an honor,” Rap Monster says of the opening pair of shows at the Prudential Center in Newark, N.J. “It feels dreamy these days.”

Not, mind you, that it’s been anything like an overnight success or an easy road for him and the other BTS members.

He grew up a top student in his school who loved American rappers such as Eminem and Nas, performing even as he attended high school and eventually catching the attention of BTS future manager Bang Si-hyuk at BigHit Entertainment in South Korea. And though he says he gave up on music when he was 16, lacking confidence in where he was headed, he says Bang encouraged him to stay strong, believe in himself, and sign on as the first to join BTS, even though at the time he wasn’t sure who or what it would end up incorporating.

“I was not aware of the other members,” Rap Monster says. “But I like the company and I respect them. And he promised to me, 'I will make you do your music and get big someday, so please believe me.’

"So I believed him.”

The other six members soon were selected, each of them bringing different talents on the mic or on stage. Songs were developed by Rap Monster and the other members, with a team of producers working to craft the best music from the raw material, the melodies and beats, that they created.

“Our chemistry is different from other groups,” Rap Monster says. “Everyone has their own points and characteristics. If I’m a bad dancer, a good dancer teaches me. If I’m a good songwriter, I help the others with a good melody.”

We ask the obvious question: Are you a bad dancer?

He laughs and answers: “Yes, I’m a bad dancer.”

Their music is different from a lot of K-pop acts that have made ripples on the American airwaves. They’re not popular because of the novelty aspect of their songs – think “Gangnam Style” by Psy from a few years back. And they’re not quite as bubblegum as a group such as Girls Generation or as eclectic as the synthpop of f(x), the first Korean band to play the South By Southwest festival.

Instead, BTS often aims for that sweet spot where R&B and rap get together, the kind of stuff Justin Bieber might be doing if he sang in Korean and there were six Bieber variations with fashionable hair and eclectic yet unified fashion choices.

“BTS music sounds like it’s from America,” Rap Monster says. “We decide to always watch the trends and watch what’s going on over the world. America’s the No. 1 market in the world so that’s why people in America prefer us.”

As for communicating through the language divide, Rap Monster says that’s partly handled by the group’s wildly enthusiastic social media following: “Fans translate our lyrics and interviews,” he says of a following that has landed them at the top of Billboard’s Social 50 list for a total of 17 weeks since “Wings” dropped in October. “They’re able to say, 'OK, BTS is talking about us and our lives.’”

And it’s partly addressed through lyrical subjects that express the common hopes and dreams and fears and worries of any teenager or young adult in any country.

“Our lyrics are mostly Korean but we always talk about the young people’s lives and their minds,” Rap Monster says. “There’s something similar between every young person in the world, in America or in Korea. We share something together even if we use different languages or live so far.”

American fans are also the savviest music lovers in the world, Rap Monster says, which made heading out on this brief headlining tour a little bit intimidating at first.

“We actually were scared of performing in America as a solo act,” he says. “Their playlists are the best in the world. I was really nervous for them.

"But after we were on stage our fear disappeared. They’re like everybody, they’re like friends. Singing along all of the lyrics even through the raps. They know how to play, the rhythms and the dances.”

An aside here to share our favorite piece of Rap Monster trivia. You might be wondering whether he spoke through a translator. He did not. His excellent English skills were polished in the classroom but also at home through what he refers to as “a Korean mothers syndrome.”

“'Friends’ was really famous for the mothers in Korea for English education,” Rap Monster says of the hit American sitcom from the '90s. “It was kind of like a syndrome. Korean mothers make their kids watch 'Friends’ even when they were eating food or playing.

"I think it really helped. It has like 10 seasons, I think, and I watched it like more than five times through the 10 seasons. They use the gestures and expressions, like, Americans use, right? I think that naturally teaches me how to speak or how to make a gesture when you try to express some emotions.

"Thank you, 'Friends,’” he says, laughing. “God bless 'Friends’!”

Rap Monster recently collaborated with the American rapper Wale on the song “Change,” which like some of BTS’ other songs – and unlike most K-pop – touches on politics and societal issues. He says he’d loved Wale’s music for a few years when the opportunity to do the song came along last year “like a miracle, like a dream come true.

"The song has already come out and we shot a music video together, but still sometimes I lie in my bed and think, 'Did I really do something with him?’” Rap Monster says.

He knows that boy groups from Backstreet Boys and 'N Sync to the Jonas Brothers and One Direction tend to have a finite lifespan before members get restless to move on solo projects, acting gigs and other opportunities. But he thinks the variety of interests and musical genres that individual BTS members have can be handled on the side or even within the group, and BTS itself can carry on.

So while Rap Monster says he’d love to collaborate with Drake or Miguel one day, Suga feels the same way about Kanye West and Flume. Jungkook seems more inclined toward pop R&B – his dream musical partners would include Bieber or Charlie Puth. V is a little bit old school, having mentioned Norah Jones and the Fugees as on his wish list. Rap Monster ticks off the rest of the band: Jimin digs Chris Brown, J-Hope is into the similarly initialed J. Cole, and Jin is a fan of old-school showman Bruno Mars.

“I always tell them that every time we have hits under the name of BTS we shine the best when we are a team,” Rap Monster says. “I know all the seven members, they love music, and I know their No. 1 wish is for us to perform and make music and sing and dance.

"Maybe someday someone will want to be on a television show or be an actor,” he says. “I just hope they know all of the popularity and fame and money is from the name of our team. That’s not one person, everybody contributes to the team.

"Nobody knows the future. I just hope it can last as long as possible.”

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Serial tweetstory: Monsters under the bed

“Dad, there’s a monster under my bed.”
“Yes, I know. That’s why I’ve trained you. Here, your sword.”
"Be bold, my girl! Save us all!”

“Um,” she said, feeling very silly. “Still there?”
“Yes,” the monsters under the bed hissed.
“I’m moving, to uni. Um. Will you come?”

“Where is he?!”
“You ate him?”
“We are monsters under the bed. We are your greatest fear.”
“I don’t fear you.”
“You feared him.”

“My son has monsters under his bed.”
“Can you… chase them away?”
“Let him fight, like you fought us.”
“He can’t.”
“You can teach.”

“Monsters,” she whispered, “are you still there?”
“Yes.” A whisper from under her hospital bed.
“I fear death.”
“Join us?”
She slipped away.

The last four posted as a serial chain, but I was thinking of it as a sequel to the first, even if I didn’t reply to that. I posted that too long ago (January 13, 2015) to find in my client, but then I remembered I could find it here on Tumblr.

Hey Voltron Fandom, what the fuck?

I’m going to get straight to the point, you guys are self-destructive and are going to kill the fandom over your petty arguments and stupid self-entitlement. There hasn’t been a day since the beginning of the fandom that everything has just been peaceful for once (and I’ve been here since it’s birth) You all should be ashamed of yourselves, fighting online and hurting real people over fiction (this is not specifically towards ships btw) And I’m putting my foot down at all of this bullshit and trying to stop it

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Marry Me

Originally posted by gleefinn

Summary: Witch’s spells aren’t always a bad thing

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,500

Warnings: implied smut, maybe language because I can’t help it, otherwise straight fluff

A/N: this is for the lovely @jpadjackles double birthday challenge! I loved all the songs you chose for us, but this one will forever be one of my favorites! Hope you like what I did with it, and thank you for hosting!

A/N/N: Huge enormous thank you to my twin @deanssweetheart23 for listening to me whine, reading everything over and basically being the best damn support system a writer could ask for. Love ya, twin.

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“Two Cents” HCs?!


I’ve never listed HCs before buttttt uhhhhhhh–

- im so deeply invested in these assholes (pennywise from 1990 and Pennywise from 2017) that I thought of a few silly headcanons for em :,)


Here we go, lmao.

  • The new Pennywise would call the old Pennywise “old man” or “old fart” and constantly poke fun at his age because he’s…. probably a r00d fuck.
  • Old Pennywise is probably the most reasonable asshole in the relationship, and is perpetually annoyed / grumpy.
  • Old Pennywise calling new Pennywise “Penny” (because fucking god what’s not cute about calling that dopey-faced idiot “Penny”).
  • New Pennywise is kind of just absent minded/ really dumb and oblivious.
  • Old pennywise constantly walking around in a tank top, boxers, and socks with sandals (basically a trash can on legs).
  • UHM that 7 inch height difference tho?? Old Pennywise gets all pissed about it all the time (he’s the short, ass-nugget of the relationship).  
  • New Pennywise just constantly being a shit and annoying the hell out of old Pennywise.
  • New Pennywise: “Who’s my frowny clowny?” Old Pennywise: “God I wish that weren’t me-…”
  • Old Pennywise constantly denies his feelings… but we all know this bitch would die if he were alone for 0.5 seconds.  
  • I repeat- oblivious, dumbass- new Pennywise.
  • New Pennywise is such a drama queen and will cry over losing his new Naked Pallet (or anything in general… tbh).
  • Old Pennywise- Bad dad jokes sense of humor (new Pennywise thinks its so fucking adorable and cheesy).
  • New Pennywise probably binge watches make up tutorials, but the “contouring with a knife” kind of tutorials.
  • Cheesy ass romance with flowers and picnics- please.
  • “Are we still gay if we’re inter-dimensional monsters who feed on children / fear?”
  • They’d probably try and kill the Losers Club kids together as a team (they would still fucking loose, tho).
  • BONUS: The Loser Club would probably make fun of their dumb asses- like catching them holding hands and yell “EWWWW”. This would kill the clowns.

I have so much more for these two, but i stg if I type anymore- my fingers will break, or ill just straight up die of embarassment….

((Will probably add more to this in future posts :’’000 ))

So I wrote a song about Pennywise because i am ultimate trash, hope y’all like it!

Lyrics under the cut

Every 27 years something bad wakes up

A creature with a terrible hunger to feed

IT wont stop till he’s done his job

Leaving a trail of broken families

It feeds of the fear of the young and small

Acting like a friend till he’s gained your trust

With balloons and candy and toys and fun

But soon he’ll be dragging you through the dust

Down into the sewer is where he feeds

(We float down here)

Down in the sewer is where he sleeps

(and soon you’ll float too)

It goes by the name of Pennywise

A gruesome clown with wandering eyes

It may look sweet and innocent

But beneath that smile is rows of teeth

Once he gets impatient though

He’ll show you all these terrible things

All the fears that you’ve locked away

Jumping out just to make you sing

Down into the sewer is where he feeds

(We float down here)

Down in the sewer is where he sleeps

(and soon you’ll float too)

Kids go missing every day

Soon the town is afraid to play

Curfew starts and parents feel safe

Though the children know there’s no escape

But once It has eaten its fill

It will disappear without a trace

The monster is gone and there’s no more fear

at least were safe for another 27 years

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Under the Bed

Nettie is eating ice cream. The cold burns against her silver incisor, but feels good against the small cut inside her mouth she’d gotten last week. It’s an even trade.

Nettie is all about even trades.

Most think that they liked to be paid in money. Old money, sure, gold and silver that doesn’t have the same sort of inflation risk as paper, but that implies that they have something to spend it on.

No, Nettie’s maybe the only one who knows what sort of things monsters like to be paid in and is willing to provide it. Which is why she’s sitting in the middle of a park at 3 am waiting for her contact to arrive.

At 3:03, her contact’s preferred meeting time, the fog rolls in. Nettie rolls her eyes as it creeps through the sparse trees ahead of her, turning the grass silver under the moonlight with precipitation. So dramatic and not at all secretive. Her eyes flick up to the security camera mounted on the lamppost across the street. She wonders when the government will admit they see monsters at night. She hopes it’s not in her lifetime.

That’d be bad for business.

The outline of a tree several yards away from her begins to waver. It looks like someone might be behind it, a darker band appearing around the trunk as if someone is hugging it. Then they’re gone and the same wavering, black shadow appears behind a tree several feet ahead of it.

Nettie watches and eats her ice cream, glad that her leather jacket is hiding the way her arm hair is standing on end. She’s never been the type to hide her fear.

Then she met beings who enjoyed it.

A dark pool in front of her widens, the shadows twisting upwards. She calmly takes a  bite of the cone as the shade forms, the shadow creature not stopping until it’s reached its full height at seven feet.

She feels the sensation of pumice in her mind and frowns. “Gren? Where’s Mandy?”

The shadow figure ripples, for once not kicking up a fuss at her nicknames for them. An orange light flares briefly in what one might assume was its hand but she knew to be its mouth.

Her spine snaps straight. “What?”

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Ever since we got the teaser trailer for Pacific Rim Uprising and I got some “semi creepy propaganda” vibes of it and its promotion of the Jaeger program, I’ve been wondering what the Jaeger program turned into post the First Kaiju war. And with the trailer released I’m wondering even more.

Because the Jaegers and the Jaeger program aren’t phrased as a good here - they’re literally called “the monsters we created” and it’s Jake who’s talking here - but as a necessary evil to fight a greater and more destructive evil.

I’m wondering if the Jaegers were used to keep a fearful populace in check? If Jake saw where it all was headed even before the end of the first war and that that is why he left the program? If he had a falling out with his father and sister about it? And if that’s why he got caught up in the criminal underworld which might be the only “free” place left?

Of course, with the Kaiju back in force the Jaegers are once more a very necessary evil and Jake decides for his own reasons to join up again to help.

GOT7 reacting to their S/O hiding behind them when they get scared

requested by anon


Originally posted by jungkookandyugyeomwhores

You were talking to Jaebum about the recent concert when you heard a loud crash from the other room. When he turned around to see where the sound came from, you grabbed onto his back, shaking. He laughed before turning around and hugging you, cooing and petting your hair while trying to suppress his laughter.

“What was tha- Y/N? Don’t be scared, it was just a noise, don’t worry about it. No, I’m not laughing at you! I promise!”


Originally posted by got7-out

When Jackson dropped a plate at dinner, you yelped and grabbed onto Jinyoung, hiding behind him. He instantly melted on the inside, finding it extremely adorable that you would do such a thing. He found it so sweet that he waited about 2 seconds before he comforted you, turning around to face you and wrapping his arms around you. He would be extra dramatic about it to tease you.

“It’s okay, Y/N, it was just a plate. Don’t worry about it. I’m here, so don’t be scared. If you’re ever scared of something, come to me and I’ll hold you till you’re not afraid anymore.“


Originally posted by rapnamjoon

Let’s be real, he got scared too. When you heard the loud noise, you both let out high pitched screams and you quickly ran behind him. He yelled at whoever made the noise before turning to you and asking if you were okay, trying to appear manly and cool after the girlish scream.

“Why would you scare Y/N like that! How dare you! Y/N, are you okay? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”


Originally posted by blueberryhouse

Mark was watching a horror movie on the couch when you walked in, standing behind him. You gave him a kiss on the cheek to alert him of your presence, and watched the movie over his shoulder for a minute before a monster popped up on the screen and screamed. You gasped and hid behind him, making him giggle and pause to movie to turn around and face you.

“Did that scare you? Really? But that was nothing! Here, how about we turn this movie off and you come cuddle with me and we can watch puppy videos or something instead.”


Originally posted by ithadtobeyouforever

He definitely got scared when Yugyeom jumped out and screamed to scare the both of you, but instead of trying to play off his fear like Jackson, he’d laugh it off. When he noticed you hiding behind him, he immediately turned all attention towards you, worrying about you and checking to make sure you were okay. Although he would feel bad that you were scared, he would find it adorable that you clung onto him like that.

“Ah! You got me! Wait, Y/N? Are you okay? Do you need to sit down? I’ll carry you if you want me to! Oh gosh, you’re so cute.”


Originally posted by anyhao

When you and BamBam went to a haunted house, you already knew you would be clinging to him for dear life. While you were walking, a scream suddenly came from your left. You shrieked and grabbed onto him from behind, burying your face in his back. He would pretend not to be scared even though he was terrified and threaten whatever made the sound instead.

“Y/N, you have nothing to fear. I won’t let anything come near you. Hey you! Why don’t you come out so I can show you what happens when you try to mess with me!”


Originally posted by chattyang

You decided to go with Yugyeom to practice that day, and it started pouring rain while you watched him dance. Suddenly, a loud boom came from outside, causing you to immediately jump up and cling to him. He would giggle, amazed at how cute you were and happy that you came to him when you were scared.

“It’s just thunder, Y/N. It’ll pass soon. Do you want me to sit down with you for a bit until the thunder stops?”

Too Independent Pt. 2

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader

Length: 2129+ words [I didn’t think it was this long tbh…]


A/N: It got angsty really quick.

Feedback is appreciated (AND SO ARE YOU)!

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Y/N woke up, pressed against a warm, solid mass. She blinked away the confusion as the last 24 hours came back to her. Horror filled her mind when she realized what had happened. Mortified by the events of the last 24 hours, she scrambled off Dean’s bed, eyes wide, and chest heaving as she looked at her peaceful brother sleeping. She looked down, and noticed she was stark naked, the small onesie stretching past its limit. She quickly grabbed a shirt from Dean’s drawer, putting it on. She’s never felt more grateful for her brother’s long figure until that moment. The shirt had come to mid-thigh, covering just enough for her to sneak back into her room to grab her own clothes. She slowly made her way to the door, not wanting to make too much noise in fear of waking him up. Once she made it to the hallway, she ran to her own room. Before she could make it to her safe haven, she was caught by her other brother.

“Hey, Y/N!” Sam greeted, a wide smile on his face. “You’re awake, and back to normal! How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” she replied quietly, placing her hand near the hem of the shirt, making sure it was covering everything.

“Even though you were super adorable as a baby, I missed having actual conversations with you.” Sam chuckled, and took a few extra steps to give her a side hug. She returned it just slightly before he pulled away. “Anyways, I’m gonna go on a run. I’ll see you later.”

“Be safe!” she called back to him as he walked off with a wave. Finally, she made it to her room. She threw on some underwear, and tights before jumping on the bed, just short of screaming into her pillow. Tears of frustration streaming down her face. It was a another hour and a half of her own pity party until someone knocked on her door.

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Frost (Chapter Sixteen)

Tony gets mad. Loki and Thor finally talk. Excited to hear what you guys think of the changing dynamics, I expect lots of asks with lots of screaming lol

TRIGGER WARNING– Thor/Loki discuss his time in captivity. It’s not graphic but it’s heartbreaking, I will mark ****where it begins and ends.


“Anthony!” Thor jumped to his feet when the double doors of the council room banged open, Tony stomping through looking furious, still in the torn tunic he had been wearing earlier, fruit stains and dirt smudges coating it. The room was full of people, royalty and warriors, the group of young people from the garden, councilmen and advisors, all who had been shouting, clamoring for Thor’s attention– and they were all suddenly silent when Tony stormed in.

“I have been searching for you.” Thor reached for him. “Elskan Mín, there is a problem–”

“Oh.” Tony actually smacked Thor’s hand away and stepped onto the raised dias. “There’s a goddamn fucking problem alright.”

“Anthony–” Thor started to warn him to settle, but Tony wasn’t having it.

“Don’t you dare tell me to settle.” Tony seethed, and jabbed a finger at the crowd, at the group of adolescents. “I want them gone. Now.”

“I cannot simply throw them out without–”

“Can’t you?” Tony whirled on him, poking at his chest. “Do you know what those brats did? They walked up on Loki and I together and started screaming at us. Throwing fruit and rocks at us!” Tony held out his filthy tunic.

“They were yelling –” he stepped closer and lowered his voice. “They were yelling that there was a Jotunn monster raping a man. Shouting that he was trying to kill me. And when they realized that we were together, that I was a willing partner, they started yelling filth that I was some sort of freak for letting a Frost Giant between my legs. And then they threw rocks at us. Loki had to magic us out of there so fast I nearly threw up when we landed back in his room.”

Tony grabbed Thor’s wrist when the Thunder God started to turn back to the crowd. “Thor.  When I touched him, he screamed and ran away from me and disappeared. I can’t find him anywhere and I’ve been searching for hours.”

Tony’s eyes were blazing. “I want them gone now. Get rid of them now. Or I swear I will–”

“You!” Thor very carefully extricated his wrist from Tony’s grasp before raising his voice and motioning towards the group. “You will leave now. You dare to throw things and shout obscenities at my love and the Prince? Get out.”

The room erupted into chaos all over again, the adolescents wailing that they hadn’t realized it was the Prince and Thor’s Chosen Love in the garden, their families horrified that Thor would go so far as to kick them out over what was so obviously a child’s mistake, the advisors and councilmen shouting that Thor needed to force Loki to always be in his glamour to avoid this sort of thing from happening.

“What are they saying?” Tony had certainly heard that and Thor banged his fist on the table, throwing the room back into silence. “You advisors. What did you say?”

“Loki needs to always be in his glamour!” They announced. “You cannot blame children for reacting to a monster when fear of a Frost Giant is all they have ever known! The other kingdoms have the same stories and knowledge we do! It is not their fault. If Loki would have stayed in his acceptable form this wouldn’t have happened.”

Murmured agreements around the room and Tony narrowed his eyes.

“You would blame Loki for being treated that way? You are suggesting it’s his fault we had rocks and obscenities thrown at us?”

“He’s a monster!” One of the girls cried. “We assumed he was hurting you!”

“And then you realized he wasn’t.” Tony snapped and leaned far over the table to stare at them. “Tell Your King what you said when you realized I and the Prince were together. Tell him the names you called us, the names you called me specifically.”

Red faces and shuffled feet, and Tony crossed his arms, ready to unleash some sort of angry speech, but Thor raised a hand to cut him off.

“A moment, my love. The servants and guards are all told to leave us alone, or you and the Prince alone when we are together. Why were these young people even allowed in the garden? Why were they not told to walk somewhere else?”

“Your forgiveness.” The guard in question stepped forward, a sneer on his face. “I had assumed Sir Anthony and the Prince were simply working in the rose garden as they usually do. If I had known the Prince was going to act like that and expose his barbaric side, I would have–”

Tony startled them all when he yelled something in Italian, most likely a string of swear words and the guard backed up several steps.

“I will not have my love talked about like that.” Tony was practically growling, hands clenched by his sides, and everyone shifted uncomfortably as the temperature in the room rose several degrees very quickly. “You will not stand here and excuse this kind of behavior. You–” he pointed at the guard “–had no business allowing them into the garden.”

“And you–” his lip curled, staring at the young people. “–are practically animals. Why are you even allowed in public? If you had thrown rocks at dogs your parents would be furious, but because Loki is Jotunn it’s acceptable?” Another string of furious Italian and then Tony spit in their direction, ignoring the angry shouts at such blatant disrespect.

“I want them gone now.” He repeated turning to look at Thor. “I don’t care who they are, how important they think they are. Get rid of them.”

“You will all be escorted from this castle. You are not welcome back ever.” Thor said immediately. His voice was flat, but lightning was flashing in his eyes and no one in the room dared to argue. “To insult my family, my home in this manner is unforgivable, and count yourself fortunate that I do not take recompense physically.”

He called for the guards and room emptied slowly, the young people grumbling and the adults shushing them in fear, until only the councilmen and advisors stood in front of the platform.

“Once Sir Anthony has departed, we need to discuss the Trickster. Behavior like this cannot be tolerated.” One of them said with a sniff and Tony raised his eyebrows.

“Oh, I’m not leaving. I heard what you said, about Thor forcing Loki to stay in his glamour? Who the hell do you think you are? You can’t force someone into whatever form you deem acceptable!”

“Surely.” One of the advisors actually laughed, his words thick with derision. “Surely you don’t think you have the right to even speak to us? You, who are simply a mortal and have no business even—”

There was a roar, something like rushing wind maybe, and the flames in the fireplace jumped, sparking out wildly and everyone one of the councilmen startled and stared at Thor in fear.

But Thor was staring at Tony.

“Let me make something perfectly clear to you.” Tony suddenly seemed calm, too calm, the clenching of his fists and the spark in his eyes the only thing giving away his anger.

“If you come in here and suggest that Loki needs to somehow be leashed, if you suggest that what happened today was somehow his fault for showing his Jotunn form, I will–” Tony’s eyes closed and the flames behind the grate jumped even higher. “Well, I don’t know what I will do. But trust me when I say I will make you regret every word you have said.”

His eyes opened again dark and wild, lit with an angry light. “Myself and my love are not to be trifled with.”

“My love has spoke.” Thor said loudly, firmly, deciding to put an end to things before they got even more out of control. “You are dismissed.”

“But Sire—”

“DISMISSED!” Lightning split the room, summoned from nowhere but reflecting in Thor’s gaze, and the advisors all fled the room.

“Anthony, my love.” Thor reached for him, softening instantly, rushing to calm his mate. “I was not aware of what happened. Suddenly I was called off the training fields and into the council room. They were yelling about a monster in the garden, and an attack on the children, I was not aware that you and Loki were there, or I can assure you they never would have even set foot in this room.”

Tony was stiff in his arms, still shaking with anger and Thor eyes the fireplace uneasily, watching as it seemed to pulse in time to Tony’s rapid breathing.

“Settle, Elskan Min.” He whispered and Tony shook his head, his hand gripping Thor’s shirt tight.

“Find Loki. I feel like he had a flashback, or a panic attack. I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t good. Find him and make sure he’s alright.”

“I will.” Thor kissed Tony’s head and pulled him closer, rocking him gently.

He was furious of course, furious that his love and Loki had been treated so badly, furious that guests in his realm would react in that way. Beyond furious that his advisors had spoken that way to his Anthony.

But he was worried.

He had never seen Tony so angry, not in all the years they had worked together as Avengers, all the months they had spent in the compound together. Tony had been one to react with sarcasm and snippy comments but not… rage. Not since he had seen the video of Siberia, anyway, and that had been different.

Thor held Tony close and wondered if his anger had flared out of control, if everyone in the room would have been burned.

“I thought I would find you here.” Thor paused in the doorway of the tiny gazebo in the far corner of the rose garden. “Though I remember it being much bigger the last time we were here together.”

Loki didn’t answer, and Thor sighed. “I heard about what happened. I am… sorry, Loki. I cannot tell you how sorry I am. How angry I am about it all.”

“It wasn’t your fault.” Loki said quietly, even though his eyes didn’t open. “How is our Anthony?”

“Worried, but safe. I put him in bed to sleep, he was rather worked up.”

Loki nodded, just once, and was still again.

“Loki, I–” Thor made to step inside, and just that quickly Loki’s glamour dropped, his skin bleeding blue, and when he threw his hands onto the floor of the gazebo, a sheet of ice covered it instantly.

Do not.” Loki whispered savagely. “Do not come near me.”

Thor didn’t listen though, and carefully crossed the ice to sit right next to Loki, wrapping his cloak around him to ward off the biting cold rolling from the other god.

Thor–” Loki said warningly, but Thor shook his head.

“When Frigga had this gazebo built, do you remember what she said?”

“She told us to learn the spell to see it, for only you and I were meant to be here. That the magic that hid it from the world belonged to you and I only.”

“Yes, but what else?” Thor prompted and Loki closed his red eyes.

“That we were to never use it as a way to hide from each other. That it was a place for us to be together.”

“That’s right.” Thor settled back gingerly against the wall, shivering as the cold crept through his clothes. “So ice or not, I won’t be leaving.”

“All these centuries and you are still abiding by Friggas rules.” The words were mocking but Loki’s tone was flat and Thor nodded slowly.

“It was a good rule, to have one place where we cannot hide from each other. One place where we can just be, with no distractions and no fighting.”

“I suppose.”


“They are all gone, that group of young people and their parents. Once I learned what happened I threw them out.”

“Thank you.”

More silence.

Then Loki– “I had nearly forgotten what it was like to be screamed at like that, to have those things said to me.”

Thor looked up, startled, but Loki was staring off in the distance, chewing at his bottom lip anxiously.

“When I was captured, when they realized they could force my glamour to flicker if they hurt me enough, it became a sort of contest. To see how long I would last before my glamour fell.”

The temperature in the gazebo dropped a few more degrees.


“And then they realized there was an easier way then beating me, to make me break. Easier and more… exciting for them and everyone else watching.”

Thor squeezed his eyes shut, unable to even think about Loki going through something like that.

“One day, I lost my glamour completely, couldn’t summon it at all, but that didn’t stop them from hurting me. They called me names. All the time. Horrible, degrading things as they–as they—” ice climbed up the walls. “Eventually, they broke me so badly that they didn’t even have to chain me down anymore. I just–” Loki shrugged. “I just couldn’t fight anymore. Just lay there, hoping they would get bored and just leave me be.”

A short laugh, sounding like broken glass. “They never got bored.”

“And then the brainwashing began. And it was almost a relief. To have even my power of thought taken away. After going through so much, I didn’t even have my own free will and that seemed like– well, it was a relief. It was as if I was standing in a corner watching whatever happened to my body. Just disassociated from the pain and anger and humiliation.”

“I still hear it.” He continued. “Still hear the voice in my head, saying terrible things and I don’t know if it will ever go away. I thought it went away, these past weeks with Anthony, but now– now I can barely hear my voice over the screaming inside my own head. I don’t think I’ll ever be free. Just because the abuse is over doesn’t mean it’s over.”

“I didn’t know, Loki.” Thor muttered, shaking his head. “I didn’t know.”

“No one does.” Loki’s tone was still flat. “Anthony knows some but… I wouldn’t want to burden him with it all. No one needs to know all of this. But sometimes it boils inside of me. Like black water and I fear it will spill out and poison everything I touch.”

******TW END******

“Loki–” Thor sounded close to tears even as his teeth chattered and he shook in the freezing air. “Forgive me for not knowing. For not asking. I should have–”

“Today in the orchard.” Loki interrupted, still staring at some spot in the distance, seeming not to notice how cold it was. “Today in the orchard, Anthony asked me to change, to let my glamour fall because he misses seeing this side of me. He says I am fun like this. Uninhibited. He tells me that all of my colors are beautiful.”

“So I changed. For him.  And instead of seeing two men in love, those children saw a monster and a victim, and then worse, a monster and the freak who let the monster come into him. All I could do was think of the last time someone said words like that, the last time someone threw rocks at me. I was too broken to even summon my magic and save myself then, and today I felt the same. As if I couldn’t find my magic to save us. Helpless.”

“But you took Anthony from there.” Thor pointed out, and Loki lifted one shoulder in a shrug.

“Barely. I barely managed to whisk us away. It was rough and it hurt to jump like that. I hurt him. And then Anthony grabbed my wrists and it felt like shackles and I–I ran away. I couldn’t handle it. Selfish of me, to not make sure he was alright first. I am not as strong as I wish I was.”

“’‘Tis not your fault, needing time to gather yourself before tending to others. You never have to worry about our Anthony, I am here as well when you need time, just as you are there for him when I cannot be.” Thor was scrambling for words, unsure of what to say to make this better, unused to having to comfort the usually entirely controlled demi god. “Do not let the ignorance of others shame you when you have nothing to be ashamed of. The prejudice and anger they hold that blinds them to everyone who is different from they. Just because you are different does not mean that—”

“I don’t want to be different.” A sad smile from Loki’s lips. “I just want to be with my love and have no one think it is wrong or twisted or make Anthony feel ashamed to be–”

“He is not ashamed!” Thor cut in, perhaps louder than he needed to, and Loki jumped.

“He is not ashamed.” Thor repeated, quieter now, and turned so he could see Loki better, to try and meet his gaze. “Our Anthony threw open the doors to the council room and demanded that they all be banished. He shouted in an entirely different language because he was too angry to even speak English. He even yelled at the high council members that he and his love were not to be trifled with. And he insisted that while he didn’t know what he was going to do, they should know if they ever said anything like it again, he would make them regret every word they had said.”

“Did he?” Loki smiled for real then and Thor relaxed a little.

“And when his anger flared, the fire itself jumped and blazed. I was worried that it might flame out of control.”

“Our firestorm.” Loki actually chuckled. “He would be dangerous if he learned his strength.”

“He is dangerous without learning his strength.” Thor corrected. “And everyone in the room was frightened, though I think they all assumed I was the one flexing my power. It is silly to think he would be ashamed of you. He might have burned the castle down if he was any more upset for you. Our Anthony is a warrior for those who need him. I will never understand why the Avengers thought he was weak. Even I, before I returned. But he is a warrior, and he is your warrior. Never doubt the depth of his feelings.”

“What was the council saying, that made him so angry?” Loki wanted to know, and Thor hesitated.

“They were demanding that I force you to hold your glamour at all times, saying that we couldn’t blame anyone for reacting badly to your Jotunn form.”

“I see.” Loki barely whispered, and Thor took a chance, reaching out to sweep his fingers across Loki’s face, to cup his jaw so their eyes would meet.

“But what sort of beast would I be to try and cover a beauty as this?” Another hand, pushing black hair from Loki’s face. “I would see you like this everyday before I would see your glamour forced on you. Anthony is not wrong. All your colors are beautiful.”

Tears then, falling from ruby eyes and freezing on blue skin and Thor leaned in until their foreheads touched, trying to calm his shivering so Loki wouldn’t pull away.

And Loki didn’t pull away at all, instead he pushed at Thor until the blonde leaned back, and then scrambled into his lap, hiding his face and his tears in Thor’s neck, his long legs on either side of thick thighs.

Thor wrapped his cloak and his arms around Loki, keeping him close for several minutes even as the frost sank into his bones and he started shaking uncontrollably from the cold.

“Forgive me.” Loki whispered, and his lips moved against Thor’s skin as he spoke. “Give me a moment to pull my magic back.”

“'It’s fine.” Thor managed and Loki laughed a little.

“Blue from cold is not a desirable color on you, Thor. A moment, and you will be warmer.”

It seemed like hours, even if it was only a minute or two, and the ice began peeling from the walls, the air warming until Thor couldn’t see his breath anymore, and even Loki warmed in his arms, until the Demi god pulled away to look at him, green eyes wide and unsure.

“This is alright, then? You and I like this?” He asked, so softly that Thor’s heart almost broke.

Afraid of his voice cracking, of giving away the depth of his emotion, Thor just tucked Loki in close and held him for a long time, as frost melted around them and the sun shone down on their little gazebo again.

Tony barely stirred when Thor climbed into bed behind him, but when a black cat with green eyes licked at his nose, Tony’s eyes flew open wide.

“Oh thank god.” He grabbed the Lo-kitty and brought it right next to him, one arm wrapped securely around the softly purring feline. “Thank god you’re home. I was so worried. Are you okay?”

“All is well.” Thor answered for Loki. “Perhaps a few days to heal of course, but for now all is well.”

“Thank god.” Tony said again then turned to kiss Thor. “Thank you for finding him.”

“Yes well, perhaps next time we shall put a bell on his collar.”

The cat hissed and Tony absolutely shouted with laughter, and Thor just grinned and pulled the covers up over them so they could all get some sleep.

They could deal with all the other things tomorrow. For now everyone just needed to be held.


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Got7 Reaction #18 - Their kid has a funny nightmare

anon asked: i loved your b.a.p reaction to their kid having a bad nightmare!! could you do that reaction for  bigbang and got7 please? ^.^

y/s/n = your son’s name

y/d/n = your daughter’s name

y/n = your name

this was loooooonnnnggg xD

Mark: Within 3 seconds of hearing the bedroom door squeak open Mark felt what he knew was his 5 year old son grabbing his bed’s covers and yanking them off of him.

“APPAAAAA!!” His son squealed, tears streaming down his face.

“y/s/n!! What the he- I mean what’s wrong??”

“I had a dream that Pac man’s wife Mrs. Pac man…” *sniff* “Sh-she left him for me so he tried… he tried….”

Marks eyebrows rose in confusion as he stared at his child. “She left him… for you? And…he what?”


Mark couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips as he pulled his son onto the bed and under the covers. “Okay buddy since your mom’s gone, you can have her space for now until you forget about that dream okay? I’m here. I won’t let him swallow you, okay?”

Originally posted by nochuie

Jaebum: Jaebum stood beside you, staring at your sobbing daughter as she desperately tried to explain why she peed in the corner of her room.


You crouched down to her level and pulled her into a gentle hug, Jaebum crouching right beside you with his hand on the sobbing child’s back.

“The what sweetie?” He whispered soothingly. “What happened that made you do that?”


You both pulled back from her in shock for a moment. The toilet…what?

You glanced at Jaebum before looking back to your daughter. “Was it… was it that dream again where the bathroom is like that house from ‘Monster House’?”


“Oh God.” Jaebum moaned. “This is never going to end is it? I regret ever letting you watch that movie. Come on….” He helped you stand up and picked up his daughter to bring her to the bathroom. “We need to clean you up and you’re about to face your fear once and for all.”

Originally posted by nyeong-ing

Jackson: The moment the pillow hit his face, Jackson was up and in full panic mode.

“THE FU-” Looking down to find his son standing there with a pillow clenched in his tiny fists he stopped short. “Y/s/n…what the hell??”

By now you were awake too and staring at the two in utter confusion. “What is going on??”

“Appa you’re so mean!! Do you even realize what you did to me??”

“Y/s/n what are you talking about what is going on??”

“You made mommy mad at you in my dream so she couldn’t cook! AND YOU MADE ME EAT YOUR NASTY FOOD FOR A WEEK! I ALMOST DIED!”

Instantly you started dying with laughter, imagining the horror of your 9 year old as he was forced to eat your husbands all organic and super healthy food for a week. Jackson didn’t find that so funny though.

“My food isn’t that bad! It’s really healthy and-”

“Gross!” You chimed in through your laughter. “Let it go Jackson! Your food is gross!”

Sighing dramatically Jackson fell back on the bed. “Nobody in this family appreciates good food!!”

You got up to bring your child back to bed, still giggling at Jacksons distress. You can be sure he pouted for the rest of the day.

Originally posted by vulcanide

Jinyoung: Jinyoung was on the floor at this point, hysterically laughing to the point where he wasn’t even making noise anymore, tears forming in his eyes.

You on the other hand, weren’t amused in the least. “I what…?”

Your daughter was still crying and through her gulping, hiccuping breaths she stuttered “I-I’m by the f-f-fish tank” *hic, gasp* “BECAUSE I DREAMED THAT MOMMY BENT DOWN TO PICK UP A TOY AND FARTED ON THE FISH TANK AND KILLED ALL OUR FISHES!!”

This of course sent Jinyoung into another fit of hyena-like laughter, tears now streaming down his face.

“I’m glad you find this amusing Jinyoung.”

“Our child dreamed….that you had toxic farts…” He said in a voice high-pitched from the laughter.

“Okay well then you can put y/d/n back to bed because I’m not dealing with you two anymore at 3am in the morning. Goodnight.”

“Aww honey come on!! The dream was funny don’t be mad!” He got up and wiped away the tears as you left, a smile still plastered across his face. “Ahh come on sweetie, it’s time to go to bed. The fish are still alive and mom doesn’t have toxic enough farts to kill, okay?”

Originally posted by tuanisanangel

Youngjae: “Y/s/n… why are you so afraid of coco all of a sudden?” Younjae looked down at his 7 year old son. He was normally running around and playing outside with coco by now but instead he was sitting on the steps of the porch and glaring at the dog wearily.

“I’m not afraid of him. I’m mad at him dad.”

“But why? Did coco bite you?!?” Youngjae grabbed his sons arm and inspected him for any bites or bruises. “Are you okay??”

“No! Coco didn’t bite me…but I had a dream that made me mad.”

“Dream? Okay but you know dreams aren’t real right sweetie?”

“I know! But when you dream that a dog chases you and you end up tripping and falling in it’s poop you get mad, okay??”

Youngjae was shocked into silence for a split second before erupting into laughter. “Y/s/n that’s such a realistic dream!! But it’s okay, sometimes that happens to the best of us..even me. So don’t worry about it okay?”

“Coco chased you and you fell into poo before??”

“….Er…” Suddenly embarassed Youngjae stopped laughing. “Yes…actually. Don’t tell your mother okay? Just… Just go play.”

Originally posted by yjarssunshine

Kunpimook: Bambam stared in horror at his son as he told him about the nightmare he’d had the night before.

“That’s….that’s the most horrific thing… I have EVER heard.” He bent over to hug his child as you looked at them in disbelief.

They continued on like this for a moment before you finally yelled at them to sit down for breakfast.

“Y/n did you hear y/s/n’s nightmare? Wasn’t it horrible? We would never do that to you son. I promise. I swear! I would never!”

You sighed as your son nodded and thanked Bambam. “Okay so you had a dream that we sent you to school with miss-matched shoes. I don’t understand why that’s so horrifying.”

They both gasped dramatically at you, food actually falling out of Bam’s mouth in shock.

“You don’t understand how- BUT- Miss. Matched. SHOES. That’s horrifying!! You would look horrible ALL DAY! That’s the worst nightmare EVER!”

You rolled your eyes at them again, not being able to help yourself from giggling at their sheer horror. “I guess everyone has their own version of a nightmare but…Really Bam? A fashion nightmare?”

“That’s the worst kind mama!” Your son chimed in. Bambam nodded in agreement, obviously proud to know his kid would have a good sense of style like he did. All you could do was shake your head. You knew you wouldn’t win this argument.

Originally posted by kunpimuak

Yugyeom: “…So…a purple monster with pink dots on it taped you to a rocket and sent you to the moon?”

Your daughter nodded from where she was in between you on your bed. She had launched herself onto your bed after her nightmare and immediately ripped the blankets off both of you to wrap herself into a blanket burrito.

It was the only way to be safe from the monster apparently…

“He grabbed me from my window and pulled me to a field and taped me to it!! I don’t know how I was breathing, but I was in space and I never saw you or mommy ever again!!”

“sweetie, we’re right here now…” You said to her through the sheets. “And we won’t let anyone take you, okay? Please don’t get too scared.”

“We promise,” Yugyeom chimed in, “monster’s don’t exist and you’re safe as long as you’re with us. I promise.” He kissed your daughter’s forehead and pulled her into a hug.

You smiled at your husband and shook your head slightly. She wasn’t going to listen right now, you’d have to wait until the morning.

“You’ll have to sleep in your bed tomorrow but for now you can sleep with us as long as you promise to give our blankets back okay?”


Yugyeom pouted at your daughter, “Pleassseeee?? Your mommy and I are so cold!! We’ll all share the blankets and we’ll all be warm!”

She sniffed and nodded her head. “Okay. But we’re all staying right here until morning. Promise?”

“Promise.” You both said together, and hugged your daughter after getting back under the blankets. You’d talk to her more in the morning.

You just had no idea how to explain that purple monsters didn’t exist…

Originally posted by jypnior

A Pear In The Rocks II

Author: AvengeSuperWhoLock

Word Count: 1488

Pairing: LokixReader

Summary: A family dinner with the Avengers. Loki will still only talk to you. Tony is intent on getting as drunk as possible. Natasha is hoping for it all to burn to the ground. Bruce and Steve are just trying to keep their heads down. Clint is hoping the food is good. And Thor makes a surprise appearance. Meanwhile, you’re the one that has to keep everything from falling apart - what could go wrong?

A/N: I had been so kindly asked for a sequel to A Pearl In The Rocks by the beautiful @fairytalesexistxx. Unfortunately, there wasn’t really anywhere for the story to go, so this kind of just spewed out onto my keyboard. So … enjoy?

Part 1 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6

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I’ve been scrolling around on the Alexander the great tag on Tumblr and there are all these posts where people are writing about how they just want to KNOW him, to meet him, to really know what he was like. And it’s not just idle curiosity, there’s a feeling of connection, of longing, that I can relate to and really GET. Alex does something to you.
So sooner or later in these posts someone brings up reincarnation. Maybe we did know him. Maybe we met him. Maybe we fought beside him in another life.

So let’s, for the sake of argument, assume that reincarnation is literally real.

Think about the size of Alexander’s army. At gaugemela the army was about 47,000 in number. And that’s not the highest it ever was. Think about all the men who died, and were replaced, who came later in the campaign, who were dropped off to colonize a new city. Then add to that the number of camp followers: wives , children, slaves, cooks, merchants, carpenters, tailors, metal workers, that needed to follow and interact with this army to make it run.

Now imagine the size of Darius’s army. High estimates say there were 100,000 troops at gaugemela alone. Add to that the size of the opposing army of every battle this man fought. Then add THEIR camp followers, and remember that Persians travelled with even larger and more elaborate entourages.

Now think of the size of the Persian court. Darius’s family, advisors, generals, servants, and courtiers. And then add every small city, state and citadel Alex conquered and passed through. Their nobility, peasants, servants and slaves.

Now add the population of every Greek city state he passed through as well.

And finally, add the population of Pella, a small town on a hill side, nowhere in particular, finally finding its place on the world stage. It was not as big as it would be under Cassander’s reign, it was likely most of the citizens would have interacted with Alex personally at some point. These would have been the people he knew best, cared about, loved.

Alexander interacted with so many people during his short life. We know he was a very hands on king and general who knew the names of many of his men. It is likely he exchanged words at least once with a sizable percentage of this number but even if he did not, think of how many people knew of him, who were affected by him and all he did. Who fought him, who feared him, who finally saw him coming and ,in many cases, realized he wasn’t the monster they had been warned about

Think of how many people would have wanted to know him, to understand him, to meet him, and how many did. And realize that in this number there is room for you. In fact, it is statistically likely.

How big is an army? How big is an empire?

Alexander the great ruled through love. He thrived on it. He needed it, the love of his men, his people, his country. I think, if he too is out there somewhere, he’d be amused, flattered, and somewhat humbled by all the love he still gets. He’d probably want to know us all too. That’s just the kind of man he was.

Meant to be

Daryl Dixon Imagine

You ran away with Carol and build yourself a new home outside of the Kingdom. When you start doubting your decision, fate comes knocking at your door…

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I didn’t want to go back. I had promised myself to stay out of all this, to keep to myself and stay human. I had lost grip of what others might have called humanity and I wasn’t willing to let go of it completely. I had seen what it did to people… Losing your humanity was like.. losing yourself. I couldn’t let that happen and more importantly I couldn’t let the others watch it happen. I couldn’t do that to Daryl. Knowing him he would have done anything to stop me, to bring me back and even though I knew it was wrong to leave him behind like that I had to do it. I had to in order to protect them. Or so I kept telling myself while I sat in front of the fire eating what little food I had left. Ezekiel came over every now and then even though I had told them not to. He brought food with him every time and I would lie if I said I wasn’t grateful for it.
Still, there was one thing I couldn’t deny: I was longing for Daryl. Leaving him behind hasn’t been easy but staying away from him was even harder. Especially these days…
My hands wandered down to my belly. It wasn’t just me anymore and wouldn’t it be unfair to keep this away from him? Or.. maybe it was the right thing to keep this away from him. He would dash out and fight Negan head on if he knew about the life growing inside of me, wouldn’t he?! That’s who he was, that’s whom I fell in love with…
I sighed deeply, unsure what to do. Was there a right thing to do? And if there was… what the hell was ‘the right thing’?!
A knock from the door brought me back to my senses. I stood up and straightened my clothes before I went to open the door expecting Ezekiel to be my guest. I expected his shy smile, explaining that he didn’t mean to bother me, that he happened to be around and decided to at least knock. When I opened the door I was surprised to see Morgan standing in front of it.
“Morgan?” I smiled at him. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m sorry to bother you… I just thought you’d like some company.”
“I told you, I don’t want to see anyone…”
“I know and I didn’t mean to bother you, as I said. It’s just…”
I sighed deeply. “What is it? Did Ezekiel send you? I’m not coming back to the Kingdom. I already told him….” I looked down the street to Carol’s cabin. “And I’m not convincing Carol to get back to him either. We’re not some happy little family anymore.”

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Okay, so Anti has officially taken over the JSE fandom… And here’s a thought.

So you know how everyone is saying “Jack’s been asking for help this whole time!” Well… We also know that Anti has been the one in control since last Halloween.

What if it’s not Jack that has been calling out? What if it’s Anti?

I mean just think what it must be like for him. He’s spent his entire life stuck inside the mind of someone else, always seeing, but never being able to make any choices of his own… Until now. Can you imagine how lonely that must be? To be a prisoner in his own body? How scared he must be? Scared of being sent back, and scared of not knowing what will happen if he ISN’T sent back.

Honestly, that boy needs a hug. What if, instead of all of us trying to fight him, we give him the one thing he really wants? He wants to be seen. To be heard. And to be accepted as a person.

Anti began as fanart. One could argue that it is what shapes him, so… Let’s draw fanart of us giving him hugs, write fanfiction where he isn’t a monster, anything that isn’t fear based, and tag it #AntiHugs Maybe it will reach him…

It’s a long shot for sure, but what else can we do? Just wait and watch?

The True Ruler

Originally posted by lenreli

+ felix - once upon a time

author’s note: woW A FELIX IMAGINE FOR A CHANGE1!1!1! we need to give that lil weirdo some love b/c he lowkey deserved better

REQUESTED BY THE LOVELY @catsaremylife423

prompt | request: the reader is the embodiment and spirit of Neverland–the true ruler, and the reader stumbles upon a certain lost boy.

WE DON’T HAVE ANY KINGS in Neverland, just me.” You hear Peter say, causing you to roll your eyes but nonetheless stay quiet.

When he first came to the island with his son, Peter seemed like a kind man who morphed into a monster. This boy in front of you is nothing but a shell of a boy who use to be a man. The man who never signed up for growing up.

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rhysiana  asked:

"#the rest of the episode was complete incoherent garbage" I'm really starting to wonder if they let the returning actors write their own scenes, because we get a few minutes of gold every time one of them shows up, and then it goes back to... whatever *that* is supposed to be. *waves hand generally at 6B's plot*

I’m wondering the same! Either they put a lot more effort into those scenes, or maybe the actors had more input since they were coming back as a favor and weren’t contractually obligated to suck it up and say the lines. 

(I don’t know how this shit works, but I feel like you don’t say no when Superman asks you to make a change.)

Because man, that first Jackson scene with him and Ethan fighting the hunters in London! That was so well edited and shot, and it was funny, and the music was great! Who edited that, and where have they been for the entire rest of the show??

The FBI scenes with Stiles at the beginning? Great! They looked beautiful and there was actual lighting, and it felt like the beginning of a totally different tv show about a newbie FBI agent who gets thrown right into solving grisly murders up and down a snowy east coast. He knows their top suspect is innocent, he can feel it in his gut, but his superiors think he’s too new, getting his feelings involved, and are maybe thinking he’s not cut out for this job…until he smacks them with the evidence proving Derek Hale couldn’t possibly have killed any of these people!

And Derek’s quick little fight scene where he actually won?? And then he got his nice car back and he got to smile! And he was wearing looser jeans and a hoodie and looked like he was your average twenty-something just out running errands! Like that is a dude who’s been chilling in South America with his vaults and traveling for a year. I bet he went to Machu Picchu and spent some time sipping caipirinhas on the beach. 

And he and Chris being pals! I love their relationship! I mean, the downside is that they brought back Kate, which was clearly just a pointless cameo for shock value, but Derek was snarky with her! She was holding a gun on him, and he wasn’t giving her anything.

But then we get thrown right back into all this nonsense about learning to fight blind in one night because this fear monster is apparently a Gorgon, and who the fuck came up with that?? “Paralyzed with fear” is what comes up if you google this thing, not “literally turned to stone”.

This fucking show…