help us find her

  • Emma: Okay kid, let's take that canoeing trip.
  • Henry: Do you really think now is the best time for a canoeing trip?
  • Emma: Of course. I know how important it is to you. That's why we constantly mention our plans to go canoeing. Not a day goes by that we don't curse the newest villain for trying to destroy the town because it delays our chance to canoe.
  • Henry: When have we ever talked about canoeing?
  • Emma: This might be our only chance to go off and do this before Gideon regroups and attacks me again.
  • Henry: Was the canoeing trip even my idea?
  • Emma: Let's go make one last memory as mother and son before the forces of evil attack again and the show remembers that I'm the main character.
  • Henry: Oh! This is a plot dodging trip.
  • Emma: Obviously. And it would work a lot better if you played along.
  • Henry: You're still bringing your gun in case Gideon decides to poof in and attack us on the river though, right?
  • Emma: Of course.
  • Henry: Canoeing is my passion.
  • Emma: There we go.

Marvel’s Agents of SHIELD 4x22 “World’s End” Season 4 Episode 22 Sneak Peek (Season Finale) - Fitz blames himself for the monster Aida has become and agonizes over everything he did in the Framework. Simmons tries to get him to use that energy to help her find a way to kill Aida once and for all, but Fitz looks hesitant and Simmons isn’t happy about it. ‘How do we kill her? Do you want to kill her?’ she asks.


One of our super cool specialty pairs of gauntlets! These were fully hand-tooled by Eric using a Tandy Leather craftaid for the design.

We just sold them, and didn’t manage to get a picture of the woman who bought them :( If you know who took them home, please submit us a picture!

ablogthatishenceforthmine  asked:

Is it just me or has Clarke lost a lot of the relationships she had with the delinquents? Her and Jasper's relationship completely dissolved even after he stopped being angry. Her and monty have barely interacted in the past 2 season. Her and Octavia have been done for a while. Like I feel Bellamy is the only delinquent that she has a relationship with anymore. Hopefully, next ep we will see some more of her and raven's relationship. But it just makes me sad bc Clarke has almost all her friends.

No, it’s not just you and I think there’s a reason for this that plays into Clarke’s overall Character/Story arc. Again, y’all come and ask questions not expecting meta and then it just….springs out of my head because you guys just say the absolute right things.

What you said made me realize that…Clarke has been alone since Season 2. Like, we talk constantly about Clarke and Bellamy being co-leaders and discuss why that’s so frustrating, but we’re thinking as the audience, which means we haven’t taken the time to put ourselves in Clarke’s shoes. 

Although we know that Clarke can always depend on Bellamy to make the big decisions with her, and that he in fact has always been there for the “lever pulling moment” (even in S3, the script tells us Clarke finds strength in the memory of Bellamy helping her pull the lever in S2), but for most of every Season, Clarke has been isolated from her strongest support system: her people (and specifically-Abby and Bellamy).

Most people, when they discuss Clarke, say things like “I really miss Season 1 Clarke!” and “When will Clarke get back to her Season 1 self?” And I’ve seen people say “She’s not that girl anymore because of all of the things she’s had to do!” but the key difference between Season 1 Clarke and Season 2-4 Clarke is that she didn’t have her co-leader by her side. 

See evidence:

Clarke and Bellamy interact in a leadership based capacity in every single episode of Season 1, with no exceptions (they also have their friendship building moments). Clarke also has the benefit of being surrounded by the Core Four in this season (Raven and Octavia also play key integral roles in this Season). Clarke is noticeably not bearing the majority of the burden, and so even as she makes heavy decisions, someone else made the decision with her (even closing the Dropship on Bellamy wasn’t a decision she made by herself, Miller was the one who told her they didn’t have time and that they had to close the door now.).

Let me be clear and say that this in no way means that Clarke is more likable when she is with a man. I’m saying that Clarke is less burdened in Season 1, more open and she shares that burden more equally with those in her Core support system. 

Season 1 ends with Clarke isolate from others and Season 2 picks up the same way, Clarke alone, in a white sterile room. And this should have been the first sign of what was waiting for us in regards to Clarke’s journey. Even as she is surrounded by the 47 in Mt. Weather, Clarke obviously holds herself (and her plans to escape) away from them. When she escapes, she doesn’t escape with one of her people, she escapes with Anya, a Grounder leader (clever bit of foreshadowing there). She is reunited with her mother and Bellamy for only 4 episodes before she agrees with Bellamy’s plan to go into the Mountain. As soon as she takes L/xa’s advice “Love is weakness.”, Clarke’s separation from her support system becomes even more obvious: 

She and L/xa literally spend 2x10 away from their people being chased by a giant gorilla. 

In 2x11 Clarke actually takes control away from her mother (”You may be the Chancellor, but I’m in charge.”) and in doing so she pushes away one of her strongest supports (Abby) while her other (Bellamy) is in the mountain. Raven (the third part of the Core Four) is still furious with her over Finn’s death, and Octavia (4/4 of the Core Four) is too concerned with Bellamy and Lincoln’s absence to be much help. 

In 2x12, Clarke and L/xa abandon their people to a bomb, an act which leaves Abby horrified by her daughter and Clarke even more alone on this leadership journey than she’s been before (save L/xa), because Raven is at Camp Jaha and Octavia is in TonD.C. 

In 2x13, Clarke is still only partnered with L/xa, a solitary leader. 

In 2x14, Clarke is still partnered with L/xa, a solitary leader. 

In 2x15, Clarke and L/xa attempt to open the doors, but ultimately fail (which is a large bit of foreshadowing). 

In 2x16, Clarke is back with a team (Bellamy and Monty) and they succeed at taking down the Mountain but Clarke leaves on a solitary journey. 

Everything about Season 2 tells us that Clarke does better, is successful, when she is operating as part of a team, not a solitary leader. 

In Season 3, we open with Clarke again, separated from her people, and she remains that way until the very last seconds of episode 3x10 (almost the entire Season), even when she is back with her people for brief moments, she’s still rejecting the idea that she can, and indeed needs, to lead with others. Again, it’s not until the finale of Season 3 where Clarke stops trying to make decisions and lead by herself, that she finally succeeds and is able to defeat A.L.I.E. 

We’re seeing it again in Season 4, Clarke is isolated, even as she is surrounded by her support system, because she has not released the lessons she learned from L/xa (primarily) and Dante (only a bit). 

L/xa, as a divinely appointed leader, was raised to understand that the final say is and always should be hers. She was raised to believe that she did not need to depend on others, and that, as a function of her position, all others were subject to her wishes. 

Dante, as president, is also someone who doesn’t seem to have a group of people that he reports to, or who hold him accountable. 

Ironically, both faced similar fates (their people turned on them, both killed by a gunshot). 

We actually see a bit of this happen for Clarke in Season 4 (when Monty reads the list and I suspect we’ll see it again in 4x11), because Clarke is not allowing others to lead with her, her people are turning against her. 

Clarke has not yet accepted that she is not a person who is capable of being a solitary leader (Bellamy actually played on this in 4x11, when he pointed out all the times “they” saved everyone). Clarke wants to save everyone (her mother calls her on this in the pilot episode) and in her mind, part of saving everyone is also protecting them (at least she thinks she is) from making the life or death decisions. 

But Clarke hasn’t come to terms with the fact that she’s never truly made a life or death decision by herself, she’s never done any of her biggest saves by herself, and every time she tries to lead alone, she fails. Clarke is a leader who NEEDS others. 

And I am so hopeful that we will finally see the culmination of what has been a 3 Season long, achingly painful arc. 

Good Character Growth is not linear, and sometimes it takes Seasons before it reaches the end. 

signs as r.m. drake quotes
  • aries: “a tamed woman will never leave her mark in the world.”
  • taurus: “don’t think. it complicates things. just feel, and if it feels like home then follow it's path.”
  • gemini: “the more i learned the less i felt i knew you and i got lost counting stars, i fell dreaming. sometimes i’d wander away. maybe i wasn’t ready or maybe it was just a hard time to love. you always reminded me of home and i could never fathom the reasoning behind your smile. perhaps one day, if we believe enough, we’ll find our way.”
  • cancer: “she was broken, i think it’s because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.”
  • leo: “maybe all that we are is what people expect us to be.”
  • virgo: “sometimes to self-discover you must self-destruct.”
  • libra: “maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves.”
  • scorpio: “she wildly burned for the one she loved and he stood there watching, hoping he too would catch a blaze from the violence stirring in her heart.”
  • sagittarius: “somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. so burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it’s the chaos which helps us find where we belong.”
  • capricorn: “she needed the chaos within her in order to discover the extraordinary no man could ever reach.”
  • aquarius: “we swallowed the chaos because we knew we didn't want to be ordinary.”
  • pisces: “she was a beautiful dreamer. the kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.”
Taken (Part Ten)

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader
Summary: When Sam, the reader’s fiancee, is kidnapped with no explanation, the reader uses the help of Dean to find her lost love.  However, many unforeseen things happen on the journey to find Sam. How will Dean and the reader deal with developing feelings for one another?
Reader Gender: Female
Word Count: 2,850
Tags: canon-level gore/violence, situational angst, eventual Dean x Reader
A/N: Let me know what you think!



Dean watched you for a moment, his eyes calculating.  Finally, he said, “You’re like me.  You don’t want to go.”

You scoffed. “I’m not like you.”

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Imagine you’re running frantically through the crowds of people asking for your missing lost daughter who, was just taken from you, and you see Loki strolling down the sidewalk. You grab his arm and asking if he can help you find her, say that you were there in his underground HQ when he had the tesseract. You say that you admire him and his power, and that if he could use his power to help you. His pride blown up by your compliments he agrees to use you afterwards, and he helps find the men who took her from you. 

So then Loki gets to know you two he begins to think of it as an alternate family to turn to when his own treat him as an outcast. Whatever happen next I’m sure you can guess for yourself

X-Files Fic: What Was Taken, What Was Lost- Chapter Five

Previous chapters: One | Two | Three | Four

A/N:  This is the end!!!  I honestly thought it would have more chapters, but the entire story that I wanted to tell fit naturally into five, so five chapters it is!  Thanks for reading!!

As much as he wants to stay awake with Scully and make a plan for tonight, Mulder is still not recovered from his ordeal in the blizzard, and as a consequence, he sleeps for much of the day.  Scully is there every time he wakes, reading in the chair by his bed, studying case notes, nibbling on a plate of fruit from downstairs, napping by his side.  At seven o'clock, she pulls him out of bed and makes him get dressed.

“We need to get you moving before you grow roots in that bed,” she tells him, quelling his grumbling protests.  "Let’s go and have dinner downstairs tonight.“

"We can just as easily order it up to our room,” Mulder argues, but Scully remains firm.

“There’s no telling what will happen tonight,” she says.  "For all we know, you and I could end up running through the snow in the middle of the night again.  That’s going to be much harder to do if you’re stiff and sore because you haven’t used your legs all day.“  He’s about to continue fighting her, but the cramps that shoot up his thighs the moment he stands silence him, while she stands there, looking smug.  "Get dressed,” she says, handing him a pair of clean boxers from his suitcase.  His legs continue to protest as he raises them, one at a time, to pull his shorts on.  Looking up, he sees her grinning mischievously at him as she offers him a fresh pair of jeans.

“What?” he demands, taking the clothing from her.

“Do you need help?” she asks.  Glaring, he shoves his legs into his jeans with unnecessary force and winces, which only makes her smile wider.

“No, I do not need help getting dressed,” he growls, crossing the room (suppressing another grimace as his stiff joints protest- he doesn’t want to give her the satisfaction) and pulling a long-sleeved sweater from his suitcase.

“You seem a little stiff, is all,” Scully says.

“You didn’t mind me being stiff this morning,” he shoots back, leering at her, and she rolls her eyes, chuckling.

“Come on, Mr. Foster,” she says, taking his arm and leading him from the room.  "Let’s go get some food in you.“

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Rage - Thranduil Imagine

Request by anon:  Hi I love your writing, can I please request a one-shot where, during a battle, you’re kidnapped by orcs and Thranduil going on a killing rampage, just to get you back. Credit for Imagine: greenleaf-writings xx

Credit for Imagine: @greenleaf-writings

~(Y/N)’s pov~

“Y/N at least let a guard come with you.” Thranduil tries to convince me again and I roll my eyes.

“No. I just want to go for a walk, nothing’s going to happen for the love of Valar.” I say stubbornly. My husband sighs and looks me in the eyes.

“Then be careful.” He says and turns around. I leave outside, into the forest. Thranduil hardly lets me to go for walks alone, because of all the Orcs and spiders in Mirkwood and the war that is just around the corner, it takes a lot of convincing for him to let me go. I understand that he only wants me to be safe but he needs to understand that I need some freedom, I wasn’t always a queen of Woodland Realm, I was a princess of the near kingdom, and it was peaceful and I could go anywhere where I wanted, and I loved being outside, I have a free spirit. That’s one of the reasons Thranduil loves me. And now it’s hard for me to sit in the castle when I have such a pretty nature surrounding me.

I drag my hand over the trees and smile. It’s been a long time since I took a walk through my kingdom. I look up at the sun and close my eyes letting it warm up my face. I spin around happily, a laugh escaping my lips. Then some noise in the distance brings me back to reality. I open my eyes and stand steadily observing my surroundings. I hear the same noise again but this time behind me and closer. I turn around quickly but I see nothing again. Then it’s getting louder and it feels like it’s on the every side of me, I look around myself and see a shadow. It goes behind me and I turn around once again now seeing a orc clearly, it takes his sword out and I scream hoping that someone would hear me. The orc just grins evilly and I straighten my face, I’m not giving up without a fight.

~Thranduil’s pov~

It’s been hour and a half since Y/N left for the walk. I pace around the throne room expecting her to come back. I hear footsteps rushing into the room and I look at the doors with hope in my eyes, but instead my wife a guard comes running in.

“My lord, we heard Queen Y/N scream in the woods and we searched the whole wood but we couldn’t find her. But we found an orcs belt and some blood was spilled. Y/N’s blood.” The guard says and I feel rage building up inside of me immediately. 

“And you did what? Just came back without searching for any traces?” I yell angrily. 

“No my lord, two guards are still in the wood trying to find anything that might help us find her. I came here to inform you about the event. We thought that you would come with us.” He says and I take a deep breath.

“Go prepare my horse and wait for me.” I say and storm off in my room to change.

~(Y/N)’s pov~

I struggle against the ropes that orcs have tied around me but I can’t do anything. I try to spit the fabric out of my mouth but I can’t do that too since it’s tied around my head. 

“Stop moving you elf!” One awfully ugly orc (which one is not ugly) yells at me and I furrow my eyebrows. That is honestly the best thing he could come up with to say? I don’t even know how they work considering they have no brains. 

“I’m starving! We haven’t eaten any meat in weeks!” The other one yells and almost everyone agrees.

“Feel free to try and find any meat in these woods, after you enter deep enough you will be the meal for the spiders.” I look at the orc who said that and I assume that he is the leader of this group.

“Why don’t we eat her?!” A voice in the crowd yells and my eyes widen. I’m the only ‘her’ in here. 

“Stay away you scum! We need her!” The leader yells throwing the orc on the ground. 

“Well what about her legs? She don’t need them.” First of all, someone needs to teach these orcs some grammar and second, I’m doomed. The orc starts running towards me with a knife in his hands and I close my eyes waiting for the impact. Suddenly I hear a whiz and I open my eyes to see orc lying dead on the floor with an arrow in his head. All the orcs take their weapons out and I quickly look to my right and see Thranduil and his guards. Thank Valar they found me. I watch as Thranduil cuts their heads of angrily, he falls of his horse but he gets up immediately. Honestly I have never seen this much amount of rage in him. He continues to fight with so much grace that it makes me wonder how much experience he really has. One guard runs to me and cuts the ropes and I get up.

“Thank you.” I say and he nods. Then from behind orc stabs him in the chest and he falls dead on the ground. I look up and see orc grinning evilly at me, I make three steps backwards and just when I turned around and wanted to run he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He presses his sword against my neck, holding me tightly. 

“Y/N!” Thranduil shouts and I look up to see him looking at my direction. They have killed every orc except the one holding me, “Release her.”

“You think you can just order me around?” The orc spats as I breath heavily. Thranduil makes a step forward but the orc pushes his sword stronger and I wince, making my husband stop.

“Release her and we will spare your life.” Thranduil says and the orc laughs. I can’t stand him anymore so I kick him in the knee hard and he drops the sword from my neck, I kick him in the nose with my head making him to release me completely, I take his sword from his hand and stab him in the chest. I take the sword out and he falls on the ground, dead. l drop the sword and turn around, I run into my husband’s arms and he hugs me tightly. I feel his rage washing away and I sigh.

“You came.” I whisper.

“Of course I came, my love.” He says tightening his grip around me, “I would never let anything happen to you.”

“Thank you.” I say and look up at him. He smiles softly and brushes a strand of my hair from my face. 

“You are not going anywhere alone anymore, not even with guards. I will be by your side all the time.” He says and I laugh.

“I knew you would say that.” He smiles again and leans down to kiss me.


Fond&Fluff Sunday has already started for me so here I come with my feelings 

I love Liara T'Soni a lot. I love her as the innocent scientist who helps us find the Conduit and I love her as the Shadow Broker who is doing her best to protect people. I love that she listens to Shepard but can always bicker with them. I love that people are concerned when Liara isn’t okay. I love that she makes Wrex smile. I love that she writes Shepard’s name in the stars.
I love crying Liara, even when others don’t. I love that she’s allowed to grieve for the loss of her planet only to get up and go back to work later, intent on saving everyone she couldn’t save before.
I love that she knows that she will remain long after her friends are gone, and yet she opens her heart to all of them. I love that she’s familiar. She’s a reassuring sight. I hate when she has to say goodbye.


Hey fairytales!
First of all I want to thank everyone for the positive feedback on my custom Ramona Badwolf™ doll! This custom took some time to finish, trust me! From finding the right doll to use as base, finding someone who can help me reroot her and finding someone to make the outfit. It was very stressful, but also very fun at the same time! I want to use this picture to thank my amazing friend Jared S. for helping me with the reroot. He started rerooting recently and has been getting better and better every time! I mean, look how amazing Ramona’s hair turned out! I am extremely thankful to him (and I tell him every 5 minutes) for helping me bring Ramona to life. I also want to thank my friend Kuno V. for allowing me to use his idea on the claw hands, it certainly makes Ramona look more like her character in the webisodes, Gracias amigo!! 💝 Last but certainly not least, I want to thank tristastrange03 for making this amazing outfit for me! Thanks to the followers of our instagram page ‘mattydolls’ I was able to find her and am extremely pleased with her work! These people were extremely patient with me. I am very picky myself, and as they were sending me pictures of their progress I kept on asking them to make slight changes, and they never gave up on my requests. As for Ramona’s accessories and shoes, it took a while to find the right ones on eBay. It took me a couple tries to find the right ones, but I managed to make some work and ended up very pleased with the final result. Seeing such hard work all together on Ramona makes me very happy! I am glad you guys liked it! And once again I appreciate all your wonderful comments! ❤️

I Don’t Say No To This (Philip x Reader) (Pt.3)

Summary: Um. Sad? Idk. I’m bad at summaries

TW: Abusive parent/spouse, hospitals, death

A/N: If I am in anyway insensitive, please let me know. It is not my intention.

Masterlist Part One Part Two

You grip the car door as Philip drives to his house. “Yes, ma’am.” You take a deep breath. “Oh, my.” Your knuckles turn white. “I understand. Thank you for your time. Have a wonderful day.” You turn to face Philip. “Would you mind taking me to the hospital?”

“What’s wrong?!”

“My mom. I’m not sure all that happened. James is taken into questioning, though.” You breathe deeply to keep yourself from crying.

He grabs your hand tightly. “I’m-”

You cut him off. “Don’t apologize. That’s the last thing I want to hear.”

He nods slightly and starts driving toward the hospital. Throughout the rest of the ride, he tries to comfort you. “It’s going to be okay.”

“You can’t promise things like that.”

He sighs. “I’m scared of what’s going to happen, too. I have no clue what’s going to happen, but I do know you. I know how strong you are. I know that no matter what happens, you will be okay one day. And, I hope that I’ll be there to help you.”

As soon as he stops the car, you start sobbing. He engulfs you in a hug and strokes your hair. “Let’s see what’s going on before you start sobbing.”

You smile and pull yourself away from his embrace. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right. You’re coming with me, right?”

He smiles and kisses you. “Only if you want me to.”


Philip pushes open the door for you. “After you, m’lady.”

You giggle and curtsy before walking in. You squeeze Philip’s hand, as you ask the receptionist if you can see your mother.

“They are doing a few tests on her right now and would prefer not to have any visitors at the moment. I’m sorry.”

You smile softly. “Thank you. Do you know when I will be able to see her?”

She shakes her head. “With the shape she was in when she arrived, it may not be until tomorrow morning. If you write your number down here-” she hands you a clipboard with other phone numbers scribbled next to names- “we will contact you as soon as she is stable enough to see you.”

You take the clipboard from her and write your number next to your mother’s name. “Thank you. Have a good evening.”

You close your eyes and walk out the door.


You remain silent as you walk into Philip’s room. He gently rubs your back. “Can I get you anything?”

You shake your head. “I just want cuddles.”

He kisses your forehead. “I can help with that.”

You start sobbing into his chest. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you onto the bed. You’re not sure when you do, but you fall into a dreamless sleep.


You wake up, still in Philip’s arms, and glance at the clock. 3:56 a.m. Well, there’s no way that you’ll be able to go back to sleep, so you slowly climb out of bed, careful not to wake Philip, and walk downstairs. You still didn’t finish your homework for today, so you decide to start on that. Just as you pull out your physics binder, you hear voices in Mr. Hamilton’s study.

“I thought we agreed she wouldn’t be here long,” you hear Mr. Hamilton say.

You hear the other person, presumably his wife, sigh. “I’m not saying that I appreciate what happened between you and her mother, but she is just a child. She has nowhere to go.”

“She’s eighteen. She is old enough to get a job and apartment of her own.”

“You’re that willing to let her live on her own?”

“If it means she won’t bother my family again, then yes.”

She laughs. “Can you not see how much she has gone through? I would have thought that you, of all people, would understand how much life can throw at a person.”

“And I didn’t get to the position I’m at today by living off someone else’s fortune.”

“You’re impossible, Alexander.”

“You aren’t the easiest person to live with either.”

She takes a deep breath. “Whether or not you want her to-”

“I don’t,” he interjects.

“Her father is still going to try to find her. He’s going to want his daughter back. At least, if she’s with us, she’ll have someone to help her.”

“He won’t try to find her,” he states.


“He’s in jail for killing her mother.”

You gasp and cover your mouth, causing the two to hear you. “She’s dead?”

Mrs. Hamilton pulls you into a hug. “I’m so sorry.”

For once, you’re happy to hear those words.


Imagine Castiel doing anything to find you once you’ve been kidnapped

“Tell me where she is!” Castiel’s voice was a dangerous growl, a tone that scared even Sam and Dean. The brothers had never seen him so angry, so close to falling down a dark hole and letting his rage consume him.

The demon just laughed straight into the Angels face and that’s when he lost it. His fist curled instantly delivering blow after blow, the sound of knuckles hitting bone echoing through out the warehouse. At first he ignored the Winchester’s yelling, drowning out their calls and only focusing all his worry and desperation into his punches.

“Castiel STOP!” He finally slowed to pull the angel blade from his sleeve and that’s when Dean took his chance. “Killing him won’t help us find her.”

“Winchester’s right, kill me and who’s going to get you to your precious Y/N?” The demon smirked in victory, now knowing he’d won a losing battle. It took Cas a minute to debate his next actions before he delivered one last hit, knocking the demon out before he turned to Sam and Dean.

“Tie him up. We’re finding Y/N tonight.”

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It takes Eleven a year to find her way out of the Upside Down. In the first few weeks she is so weak, she can barely stand up without dizziness making her sick in the stomach until, a few seconds later, her frail legs give up under the weight of her body. When she brushes her fingers against the soft fabric of her (now ruined) dress, she feels each and every one of her ribs, the jug of her hip. Even her cheeks feel sharper under her hands, but she doesn’t touch her face often – not with dirty caked under her nails and blood sipping between the cracks of her dry skin.

The food helps. Eleven isn’t certain who brings it to her at first, and it takes her months to figure it out until she hears the echo of Hopper’s gruff voice. ‘Hope you’re still there, kiddo.’ Eleven screams and screams until her voice is hoarse, but she never hears Hopper again so she gives up. The food appears every day at the same time, and she learns to wait for it. Mostly meat and pasta, sometimes something else, and Eggos. Always Eggos that she wolfs down in a few bits. She chokes on her food until it sits uncomfortably in her stomach, but each meal makes her stronger, better, until she can no longer feel the ribs beneath her dress, until her knees stop trembling when she stands up.

Her powers come back to her slowly, like a buzzing at the back of her mind. Softly at first, until it gets louder and louder, until she feels like herself (whatever that means) all over again. She waits a little while longer before she tries to open a crack between the worlds. Her first attempt is a disaster, and it takes her three more weeks to recover. Her second attempt opens a portal so small she can only slip her hand through it, and nothing more – the sun is hot on her skin on the other side, and she cries herself to sleep that night.

Third time is the charm.

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Why Hunk is so much better than we think

I’m getting a bit tired of people boiling Hunk down to his love of food and cooking (dreamworks I’m looking at you), but we as a Fandom already know he’s so much more than that.

We also already know he’s much more than an engineer.

Hunk is a curious guy. He’s intuitive, intelligent, and downright nosy at times.

And so yeah, Hunk likes food. He’s a great chef. It’s cool if that’s part of his character (just not all of it), and I don’t want to see that part disappear.

What I want is to expand on it.

I want to see Hunk, not in the kitchen cooking meals, but in a lab doing experiments.

I want him taking various plant life from different planets, as we’ve seen him do, and start testing it.

Seeing what they do…unearthing their properties.

Maybe he works closely with Allura and Coran…but let’s face it. 10000 years in a cryopod can mean 10000 years of evolutionary changes in plant life.

So their knowledge is out of date to say the least.

Maybe Pidge helps out by decoding ancient alien texts they find. Or by using her Lion, which is known to have a deep connection with nature, to scope out more viable plant life.

I want these two to be recording everything they find. Building experiments and machines and tests.

I want Hunk to have a room filled with plant life. His findings, his collections. Dried plants hanging from every surface. You walk in and it looks like a witches hut (a futuristic witches hut that is).

I want Hunk the botanist. I want Hunk the researcher.

I want Hunk to go back to Earth with cures and remedies for all sorts of diseases.

Hunk comes back with a cure for cancer. Something he discovered from a plant he was using as garnish.

I just want more from Hunk than a cook. I want his engineering skills to be put to use, but not simply for building things. Engineers need to know the inner workings of things, and maybe it takes some time, but I want his cooking and tinkering traits to match up; to coincide.

Because Hunk deserves better. And let’s face it, he’s passionate and patient enough to do it.

anonymous asked:

When and how would you have gotten Bonnie and Damon together?

In season 6, I would’ve not had Elena erase her memories. Instead, I’d frame her realization that her dependence on Damon is that unhealthy differently, having it result in a different kind of push to move on, to find her old self again without taking the easy way out (ie. memory-wipe). Then when Damon comes back let them reunite or at least let there be awkwardness between them re: Liam and how they might still fit together now, but she feels like something is different, eventually has to admit that they’ve both changed. She knows what happened to her, but can’t figure out what happened with Damon. Just knows that he seems really distracted and… sad. (No one knew he was grieving Bonnie until a couple episodes later, and I would keep that… like he wanted his memories of their time together to be his own, to not let anyone else’s judgment touch it, especially given the grief and guilt he’s experiencing for making it back without her.)

Then when he finds Ms. Cuddles and realizes she’s still alive, he reveals that Bonnie was with him the whole time, and goes on his save-Bonnie mission… and Elena realizes what’s happened on his end. She (and others) remark on his strange behavior. I don’t know how Elena would react, but I do know that she would have to accept it, have to wonder if they’re better for each other than she and Damon were.

At first he’s just angry that the gang are seemingly spending more time questioning his motives for his mission to save Bonnie than they are helping to save Bonnie, but then he starts to realize that they have a point, too. He only survived that prison world because of Bonnie, and the way he feels about her is completely different from any “epic love” he felt before… yet it’s even more powerful somehow.

Meanwhile, Bonnie realizes that she only survived all those months because of him too, that she misses him and his smirk and his stupid jokes and his DAMN VAMPIRE PANCAKES… and finally she’s found a way to get back to him. Maybe she would assume he’s still in love with Elena and feel resigned to being just his best friend to at least keep him in her life? But that’s sad, so idk. Either way, it’s an illusion that will be shattered as soon as they reunite and she sees how he feels (Maybe could also use 6x09 to lay down some hints there, where things he say and the way she hears him interacting with Elena on the phone seem different to her?) 

I wouldn’t change much about 6x13 and 6x15… I would just have her leave a more detailed recording for Damon when she’s in that garage, thanking him for their time together, and hoping that he’s happy… wishing she could be happy there with him, but that it’s just too hard to keep fighting anymore… then have him be the one who she sees opening that garage door after she’s realized she can stay strong (that would also echo on in future moments when he’s urging her to stay strong, using Grams’ words). I’d have his actions in helping her find the map be more intentional and obvious, to her as well as to the audience. If he’s going to be the one to open the garage door, maybe he could also be watching her as she drinks water, and knock the map onto the floor for her to find then. That way it would feel less like she brought herself home without much help. 

Then really no change required to Hug 2.0, just add some kissing to it as well. It was already 98% romantic, idgaf what JP says. LOL

The Captive Dragon - Part 2

So Muspelheim is one of the 9 realms, it’s considered the Land of Fire. If you have any ideas on what you want to happen, send it to my inbox!! I’ll need some ideas for what happens!!


You hum softly, watching from your position on the floor as King Nicholas Fury and The Avengers walk into the Great Hall.

Leonora stands up, sweeping her arms out wide, “Welcome, King Fury! I welcome you and yours to my home”

King Fury isn’t a large man, and even though he only has one eye, it seems like he can see right into your soul, “Thank you for agreeing to see me, Queen Leonora”

Leonora smirks, taking in the armor-clad knights, “The pleasure was all mine. Even after so many years it is a pleasure to show-off my pet”

“Ah yes, your pet dragon. Where is the beast anyway?”

“She is right here” Leonora yanks on your chain, causing you to fall forward onto your hands and knees at her feet. Immediately several of the Avengers reach for their weapons, Leonora only smirks. “Y/N, change”

She forces magic through you, making the transformation into a dragon agonizingly painful. Your scream morphs into a roar, your body grows to curl behind Leonora’s throne, your large head rearing high over the humans.

One of the knights step forward, and pulling off his helmet he gazes up at you, “An Antipodean Opaleye, one of the most beautiful dragons in existence. Hello, Dragon” the Knight bows, “I am Prince Thor of Asgard, it is an honor to meet Dragon Royalty.”

Leonora face goes red, “She is not the royalty that you should be greeting, Prince Thor”

“Of course, My Lady. It is an honor to meet the Queen of Muspelheim, Land of Fire” Thor bows low, and takes the Queen’s hand, pressing a kiss to it.

You lay your head onto the ground, quietly watching as everyone approaches the Queen and introduces themselves. Leonora jerks slightly when Lady Natasha kisses her hand, and when James Barnes, who has an enchanted metal arm, approaches her. Leonora looks like she is going to fain when Prince Anthony “Please call me Tony” of Stark steps out of his enchanted armor. When Sir Barton and Rodgers approach, they seem to be the most normal of the group. And then there is Sir Banner, who can turn into what Prince Anthony calls “A giant, green rage monster”.

“You have quite an interesting group of knights, King Fury. I wonder how you were able to acquire such an assortment of people.”

“When my kingdom needed heroes, they stepped up and fought. Unfortunately, my kingdom is in need again. Thanos has cast a curse on my land, and the only one who can undo it is Prince Thor’s brother Loki. The Avengers have been tasked with finding Loki and bringing him back to Midgard so he can undo this curse.”

“And why, pray tell, would that lead you here? I do not have extraordinary soldiers, or assassins in my ranks. Surely these Knights could find this sorcerer on their own” Leonora casually pulls on your collar, making it difficult to breath, “Unless there is something here that no other Kingdom can offer, let us say … a dragon”

Fury huffs and steps forward, “I would greatly appreciate it if we could continue this discussion in private. The Avengers are weary from their travels and would appreciate a place to rest.”

Leonora waves her hand and several servants step forward, “Take these Knights to the guest wing, makes sure that all of their needs are met, and let the chef know that we have guests. Y/N” This time she touches the gem around her neck and magic wraps around your mind, “Go back to your nest. You are not to leave it until I come for you.”

Yes, my Queen

“She can speak!” Thor immediately steps forward and open his mouth as is to engage you in a conversation. The last time a guest spoke to you, Leonora had you punished.

“Of course she can speak. My pet knows all of the languages of all of the lands, and I am the only one who speaks to her. You will do well to remember that, Prince.”

Thor bows, but he still doesn’t take his eyes off of you. “I apologize, these travels must have made me lose my manners. Perhaps after some rest I will be able to think clearly”

Leonora huffs and turns away from the prince, “Nicholas, I do believe that you wanted to speak with me in private?”

“Yes, Leonora. Lead the way”

As soon as Leonora steps away the chain that binds you to the throne dissolves into gold dust. You quickly slip back into your human form, tuning away from the Knights and servants to head back to the dungeon.

“Dragon! Wait!”

“I apologize for my departure, however I cannot disobey the queen. Please let me leave in peace”

Sir Steven Rogers places one hand on your shoulder, “I’m sorry for the way you are treated here. I knew a shifter growing up, you aren’t a common pet, you are meant to be free.”

You whip around, facing off against all of the Avengers, “I gave up my freedom in order to save my sister. If I hadn’t someone much younger than me would have been here to greet you. I live as a prisoner so she can fly free.” Letting out a soft growl you rake your fingers through your hair, “I have to go now. The queen will not be happy that I spoke to you”

Thor steps forward, his large frame seeming to dwarf Sir Rogers, “What will happen to you?”

“The queen will sentence a punishment. I have been subjected to many throughout the years, so I do not know which one. Now please, let me go”

“I am truly sorry that we are the cause of your future pain”

You give the Knights a sad smile, “There is nothing you could have done. I would have been punished for one transgression or another. Goodnight, Avengers. I hope you sleep well and I wish you luck on your journey.”

After setting all of their belongings in their respective room and changing into more comfortable cloths, the Avengers gather in Steve’s room.

“You think Fury will get the queen bitch to let us take her dragon?”

Natasha punches Clint in the arm, “Don’t talk about her like that. It’s not like Y/N chose to be her dragon”

Clint waves off her words, “I was kinda hoping that Y/N would just toast her, Leonora would have deserved it”

Thor hums, clasping both Clint and Natasha’s shoulders, “Did you not see the necklace that Queen Leonora wore? And the collar that Y/N wore? Magic forces the dragon to submit to Leonora, it prevents Y/N from hurting her.”

Steve hums, sitting on the couch with Tony and Bruce, “Is there any way to get the collar off of her? Tony?”

“Bruce and I can’t remove the collar until the magic is removed”

Steve sighs, “I hate that she’s a prisoner here. We’re supposed to fight bullies, but here we are begging one for help”

Thor lets out a contemplative hum, “Perhaps when we find Loki he will be able to help us free her. My brother has always had a soft spot for dragon kind.”

“Maybe we can use her to convince Loki to undo the curse”

“That’s a possibility, Clint. Loki owes us nothing. If we try to convince him to help, he will most likely refuse” Steve sits back further into the couch, letting out a tired groan, “Right now though, I need some sleep. We call all talk about this again tomorrow, once Fury can give us some insight on how to handle Leonora”

“A fine idea, Steven. I do believe that I will take a walk before I retire, acquaint myself a little more with the castle”

Natasha chuckles, “You’re going to try and find, Y/N’s nest. Don’t lie to us”

“Yeah, Thor. Don’t lie to us. If you need any help, just shout. The Other Guy will hear you” Bruce stands up and quietly begins ushering everyone out of Steve’s room and into their own.

“I will do my best not to get into trouble, my friends”

Finding a dragon’s nest is not supposed to be an easy job, however there are only so many places in a castle where a dragon can live. You hear someone coming down the steps to the platform. There is no tingle of magic letting you know that Leonora is near, and no one else dares to come down here.

“Dragon? Are you down here?”

You raise you head up so you are looking down on the platform, “Prince Thor?

He gives you a blinding smile, “I knew that I would find you!” He looks around, taking in the damp walls, and the chilled air, “This is where she keeps you? Alone in the dark?”

This is the only place away from everyone else … or so I’m told” You wings flutter slightly as you stand up, quietly changing form and landing on the platform. “Why are you here? Leonora ordered you not to talk to me”

Thor lets out a booming laugh, “Your queen has no right to order anything of me or my comrades.”

You roll your eyes but can’t help smiling at his remark, “You did not answer my question, prince. Why have you sought out my nest? I have no eggs for you to take, or scales to give away, the queen takes all of them to make them into jewelry”

“Please, call me Thor”

“Then you will call me Y/N”

“Very well, Y/N. I cannot help but feel drawn to you. I cannot help but want to steal you away from here” he admits.

You sit down on the edge of the platform, letting your legs dangle over the edge. “I’d go with you if I could, in a heartbeat. I would rather trust a group of deadly strangers than stay here for one more day.”

“Let us leave then! We can escape into the night! Leonora holds no power over you if you cannot feel her magic”

You snort, “Do you think I haven’t thought of that? I tried, early in my captivity, to escape. This collar binds me to the life-force of whoever is wearing the Infinity stone around Leonora’s neck. That also means that it doesn’t matter how far I go, the magic will always have ahold of me. I don’t know who made this collar, but Leonora has no magic, she isn’t the one who controls me, that stone is.”

“I see”

“Yeah, it sucks, but such is life”

Thor finally sits next to you, “Do you miss it? Do you miss being free?”

“Yes, but I wouldn’t change what I did” You turn to look at the prince, “Would you have done this for your brother? Faced life-long imprisonment and torture in order to make sure that he was free?”

“I would, in an instant”

“Then you know what my decision was. Either let my little sister, only a hatchling, become a prisoner, or become one myself.” You take a deep breath and decide to change the topic, “How did you know that I was royalty?”

Thor chuckles, his blue eyes twinkling in the low light, “Only the royals have purple eyes. Did you know that you have a ring of purple around your iris even as a human?”

“You’re probably the first human to notice that. Then again even Leonora doesn’t get his close to me when I am a human. She is only ever interested in me when I am a dragon.”

“Her loss then. It is … refreshing … to speak to someone who is not concerned about my title.”

“I’m glad to be of service, Thor”

He reaches out, gently brushing your hair behind your ear, his large hand cupping your face with a tenderness that you haven’t felt in years, “I will do everything in my power to help you, Y/N. I swear on my kingdom that you I will free you.”

You lean into his hand, savoring the contact, “Don’t make promises that you can’t keep”

Thor’s thumb brushes along your cheek, “I always keep my promises, Y/N. Now,” he stands up, helping you to your feet, “it is time for us both to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow will bring good news to us both”

“I like your optimism”

He chuckles, “Goodnight, Y/N”

Steeling yourself you lean forward and press a gentle kiss to Thor’s cheek, “Goodnight, Thor”

Before he can say anything else you quickly shift back into a dragon and curl into your nest. Thor stands there for another minute before he slowly makes his way back up the stair. You can’t help but feel hope at the princes promise. Perhaps one day you will no longer be a captive dragon, perhaps one day you will finally be free.


Part 3 … ?

Humiliation Ideas for a Sissy Baby

These are some humiliation ideas, some I have sort of experienced, all I want to experience.

-Diapers to be worn 24/7, even to work
-When not diapered, panties with pad or pantyliner are to be worn
-Chastity cage to be worn with keyholder visibly wearing key on bracelet or anklet
-Sissy can only use female hygiene products(deodorant, body wash, shaving cream, razor, ect.)
-Bra must be worn everyday all day
-When at home no clothing allowed to be worn to cover up diapers
-At home sissy’s extra diapers are kept in plain view
-When going out, sissy must carry fully stocked diapers bag
-Public diapers changes are to be done in regular stall, not behind closed doors of family restrooms
-When stopping for diaper change at rest area, park far away from restrooms and have sissy carry fresh diapers in hand in plain view
-When buying sissy’s diapers, have clerk help, letting them know who they are for
-Take sissy panty shopping, while diapered, lift up skirt or pull down shorts, hold panties up to diaper to see if they would fit
-Have sissy ask to be measured for her bra size by store employee
-Regularly check sissy’s diaper in public to see if sissy needs a change
-Sissy must buy diapers, pads, pantyliners, female products in person
-Heavily diaper sissy, plug her, take sissy shopping for diapers. Drop sissy off two to three miles from home. Have sissy walk the rest of the way carrying packages of diapers
-Hire babysitter for sissy
-Make a babybook of sissy, filled with pictures taken by you and your friends
-Heavily diapers sissy, tie her hands behind her back, use “O” ring mouth gag, invite all your male friends over to use sissy’s mouth, if they need to use the restroom have then pee down the back of sissy’s diapers
-Put heavy make-up on sissy, have male friends use her face as a cum dump, taking pictures as make-up starts to run
-Sissy service anyone who master/mistress tells them to
-When in public, do not allow sissy to change diapers until they leak and the leaks are visible on sissy’s shorts
-Wait till sissy’s diapers leak, have her go into busy drugstore to buy more diapers, have her ask for help finding the diapers, then have her ask to use restroom to change
-Have sissy “beg” men to let her please them orally, always thanking them afterwards
-Have sissy be used as a bukkake target and send her to bed not allowing her to clean her face
-If sissy is not working and you are, have her send you pics hourly to prove she didn’t take diapers off, show them to your co-workers
-Have sissy go to tanning salon wearing bikini
-Have sissy get “cute” tatoo
-Get sissy’s belly button pierced
-Take sissy to get lower back tatoo while diapered
-Take sissy to all doctor visits diapered
-Take sissy to nail salon, diapered and in short skirt, so when pedicure is being done diapers are visible
-If anyone asks why sissy is diapered, have her tell them its because she can’t keep her panties or bed dry
-Have sissy watch all of your sexual acts and use her tongue to clean up all involved
-The more people that know you keep sissy in diapers and why the better, encourage friends to tease her and take pictures

These are just a few that come to mind!!!