her own way of doing things

Hey Everyone!

I refuse to blur out any names, to prevent any kind witches to cross paths with rude witches. 

I  did this because I wanted to bring this behavior to everyone’s attention. 

Witches that do this, are very rude and disrespectful. Nessa and I are in no way experts in Witch Craft and we don’t claim to be; we learn as we go and we do our own research by ourselves. 

We’ve noticed a trend of witches demanding our help, and then getting upset when we kindly direct them to do their own research. 

Originally posted by ufo-the-truth-is-out-there

I’d like to remind everyone of this simple, yet over looked fact: 

We are not required, in any way, shape, or form, to assist you. 

You can’t make us help you, You can’t demand our help. We reserve the right to deny you.

We don’t owe you anything. We don’t owe you a thing

Especially to those with behavior as disgusting as this; we encourage you to follow her lead and block us. 

- Sincerely Kinara, the ‘big help’

When He Sees Me

Summary: Based off the song When He Sees Me by Sara Bareilles.

A/N: I’ve been so inactive lately oops. It’s been a week from hell but this idea came to me when I was jamming out to this song earlier, so enjoy. (A big hello to all my new followers!)

I don’t do blind dates. I’m a facts and figures kinda gal. I like knowing exactly what’s gonna happen and when. That’s why online dating was not my thing.

“Come on!” My best friend screeched. “It’ll be good for you!”

After being in New York City for six months and not going on a single date, my best friend took matters into her own hands.

I was on my way to my first date from the dating app, with a fellow named Tom. His profile had been vague. A picture of him on a mountain top looking over the cliff, back facing the camera. All of our likes and dislikes were the same. But I was still expecting to be stood up. Or worse.

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Convincing Sakura

Rated: M
Words: 925

Sasuke no longer wants Sakura to wear her revealing top anymore and convinces her to see things his way.
However, no one said he was going to play fair.
…..

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Ah… Sasuke…


Hot lips captured her own, making the panting medic a prisoner to his touch.
Sakura lied flat on her back, the naked body of her husband hovering over her small form as he kissed her sensually while his warm hands wandered over her flushed form.

She couldn’t believe that he finally returned home and cried when Sasuke told her that his horribly long mission was finally over and done with.
He would stay with his family, enjoying life with his wife and child.
It was finally over and now, he was going to start to really enjoy this-

By fucking his wife for as long as he wanted because right now;
He could do as he pleased.

“I don’t want you to wear this top, Sakura.”, he whispered huskily, his hot breath meeting the flushed skin of her cheek as he kissed her softly.
Her naked form shook when his mouth traveled downwards, his tongue trailing a wet path over her toned stomach, licking this one particular scar -which she got from that bastard Sasori- and making her crazy with need.

“B-But Sasuke… there’s no reason to…-”
His teeth sank into the flesh and attacked the area of her belly button.
Sasuke bit her, suckled the soft skin of his wife and stole a soft moan from the pinkette.
“I can’t force you, Sakura…”, he purred and looked so… under control.
Sakura was under his mercy and she knew that her husband would do anything to convince her.

“However…”
Ooh kami!
Sakura squirmed as she felt his long finger penetrate her womanhood, stretching her immediately.
She was ridiculously wet, tight and hot and Sasuke smirked darkly at her, curling his digit inside his wife who couldn’t help but arch at his ministration.
He continued marking her belly, making sure that she wouldn’t be able to wear that offending piece of clothing. By all means, Sasuke loved the way she wore it, it suited her very well. 
However, it suited her too much and he didn’t want any creeps to stare at her, for Sakura was a little dense when it came to the effect she had on the male sex.

“S-Sasuke… please..!”
Her pants became harsher and Sakura couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore.
The black haired shinobi grinned when Sakuras cries became louder after two of his digits entered her, pumping in and out and making her even wetter.
She was one hell of a fucking hot mess, indeed.

He always enjoyed fucking her with his fingers, for Sasuke loved watching her squirm under his touch. Sure, using his member was more satisfying for his own personal needs, however, this way he could watch and focus much better.
And it was more than amusing to see her like this.

Desperate, impatient, needy, lusty…
And fucking sexy.

Strong Uchiha Sakura who was nothing but a puddle of sex under him.
Kinda arousing
, Sasuke thinks.

“Come on… Anata… with all those hickeys on my stomach, I won’t be able to wear-”
“Don’t you fool me, Sakura.”, Sasuke warned darkly and gave her a rough thrust, making her body jerk at the sudden harshness.
“You’ll just heal them and wear it, anyway.”, he observed her perfectly.
“So I want you to promise me not to wear this top.”
“Urgh… This is so unfair!”

Another hard thrust followed and Sakuras eyes teared up, arousal hit her too hard.
But the Uchiha didn’t show mercy when he curled his fingers inside her but denied her the sweet, sweet release she was desperately trying to reach.

“Say it, Sakura.”, he demanded lowly, kissing her plumped lips hungrily.
“I’ll fuck you long and hard, as much as you like. And you know, I can. All you have to do is give in and say yes, or I swear, I’ll drag this out for hours If I have do.”
His threat was low but Sakura got the point perfectly.
“And as a matter of fact, I find the thought of you squirming under me and beg for mercy for hours quite amusing…”
Sakuras green eyes widened in horror because she couldn’t handle this punishment!

She needed to come, right know!

“Last offer. Do you want to get fucked for real… or do you want me to drag this out until you lose your mind?”, he asked, his deep, velvet voice thick with lust.
He took his fingers out of her womanhood, his digits coated with her juices and Sakuras eyes darkened two shades when Sasuke licked off the sweet prove of her arousal from his fingers.

His black orbs were filled with hunger, his dick already rock hard and Sakura bit her lip, for they both knew what her answer would be.

“Do it.”, she purred, hey voice soft and somehow demanding.
“I promise, I won’t wear it again. But please…”, she begged, her mere voice seducing him.

Fuck me, Sasuke…

Smirking darkly, Sasuke pushed her into the bed and finally entered her, muffling her scream with a hungry, demanding kiss.
He took her hard and fast and groaned darkly when Sakuras legs wrapped securely around his hips and for this moment, Sasuke lost control and kept his promise.

“Sakura…- Fuck!

He fucked her into oblivion and both of them knew, that Sakura was going to be sore after this.

However, she was a medical ninja, so Sasuke could have her as much as he wanted and the shinobi was more than happy the that he had so much power over strong, bold Uchiha Sakura.

His wife.
His family.

His life.

……………………..


What do you mean, this isn’t canon?

Sorry for the mistakes, English is my third language and I’m still learning, so…
Yeah, I hope you enjoyed it ^^

Replies of the ‘Smitten Beast’ kind

In which I share in-game screens of Maze and Ara, super-cereal characters.  AND this has nothing to do with @ashuriphoenix calling me names and everything to do with @ultroslovesyou who for some reason has a thing for Maze :p

danjaley replied to your post “Thing Tagged!”

Smitten Mazen and non-smitten Ara are just the cutest! I’ve come to find the simlish behaviour of serious story Sims really touching in its own way.

It really is touching.  There were plenty of times when in-story Mazen did unspeakable things and I would just let in-game Ara and Maze on their own, and he would follow her around like an adorable little smitten Beast.  Sometimes if there is one other person on the same lot (like the Foundling save(s), which has Jayden, the five witches, Mazen and Ara) it is when Ara is not at all open to Mazen’s advances.  When it is just the two of them, he is more likely to get a positive response from her.  Makes me really adore them.


ashuriphoenix replied to your post “Thing Tagged!”

Pics or these alleged make out sessions never happened.

ashuriphoenix replied to your post “Thing Tagged!”

I demand immediate outtakes, wench.

Well, for one, you are a stinky duckling AKA: Buttercup.  AND I will have you know, it happened, unfortunately, they are not good screens, mainly because of Mazen’s sliders, he is much taller than Ara and making out looks very awkward. But read below message, heckler.

ultroslovesyou replied to your post “Thing Tagged!”

What ashuriphoenix said, minus wench.

Thank you for being lovely (Ash has a particular way of showing her love :).  Here have a series of screens of a smitten Beast.


Sometimes he looks unbelievably excited at whatever Ara is doing or saying…

other times he gets this bright, goofy smile…

then there’s Ara’s reaction…

as Maze goes on…

and on…

I think one time he actually rejected her proposal…

then he carried on.

For A Night

Link to Ao3

When Zoro is told Sanji has been missing all day, he goes looking for him, only to discover the reason was because Sanji had gone into heat. Able to coax Sanji into his bedroom, Zoro willingly gives in to his lover’s wants.

This fic is set in the “For A Heart” verse but is not part of the story line at all. I did this fic for @mossybrows, as one of the many ways to say “thank you” for doing this project with me. This is completely catered to her likes and wants, with, of course, my own twists to it as well. There is also some input from Shaetil here and there.

It’s an ABO (Alpha/Beta/Omega) verse fic with Zoro being the Alpha and Sanji the Omega.

I am not overly familiar with the ABO verse theme, so apologies in advance for “fucking things up.”

If Sansa ever pulled the shit Arya just did, she would be eaten alive. The hate would be overwhelming. She’d be crucified & it would never be forgotten.

Arya accused her in most awful & cruelest manner of actually killing Ned when she saw her screaming for his life while she was being restrained. Dismissed all her suffering & pain without even bothering to consider her plight when she has gone through more than almost anyone on the whole show. Threatened to fucking skin her (like Ramsay loved doing) & wear her face like the deranged psychopath she is. Threatened her life in the one place she was supposed to be safe in after finally fleeing all her many abusers.

Had the audacity to rip into her for not killing the Lannisters when her spiteful, hypocritical ass SERVED Tywin Lannister and never did a damn thing! No, she just prioritized her own safety even though she had way more opportunity than Sansa- the fucking prisoner of war that was beaten, humiliated, tortured- had. Had the nerve to say Sansa didn’t do enough to save Ned- she got down on her fucking knees in the throne room & begged Joffery for mercy, then did the same at his execution. Pray tell, what the fuck did Arya do- apart from close her damn eyes & then do a runner?

Why didn’t she go up there & save her father, then strike down Joffrey, Cersei, Illyn Payne, one by one? Oh, it’s one set of rules for her ass & another for Sansa? Sounds familiar!

I don’t care if Sansa forgives & forgets like nothing even happened. This is some of the worst writing in the show’s history & has ruined both Arya’s character & her relationship with Sansa.

Todrick Hall speaks out about Taylor Swift video backlash

Yahoo Music: So when some people saw you dancing in “Look What You Made Me Do,” they were not pleased, to put it mildly. What exactly happened?

Todrick Hall: They saw a clip, just a few seconds, that featured Taylor Swift standing in a line of dancers, and they started forming all types of conclusions. I was just very confused by that, because I knew that there was nothing “Formation”-esque or Lemonade-esque about the video. Artistically, I didn’t feel that was the case. I’m a humongous Beyoncé fan. I’ve worked with Beyoncé. I’ve choreographed for Beyoncé. And I would never intentionally be a part of art that I felt was ripping off my favorite artist of all time. But I felt like these were two completely different lanes.

“Sellout” was one of the common names you were called.

Yes, one of the main things that people said was, “He wanted to make his money. Well, good for him, he got paid. And I guess payment is enough for you to sell out your family, your people, your community.” But this had nothing to do with money. I didn’t do this Taylor Swift video for money. I did it because she’s my friend, and she was very excited about it. And she wanted people to be there who she could trust, because it was a very big undertaking. I was proud to be there, but money was not a factor for me. I don’t do things for money.

But there are people online who have a problem with the fact in general that you and Taylor are friends?

Yes, I have gotten comments from people who are upset and have literally said the fact that I am friends with a white person is a problem, because white people don’t possess the ability to love or ever truly care about black people. And I find that very disheartening. I’ve grown up in a neighborhood where I went to church with and lived with and went to school with beautiful black people; when I look at them, I see myself. But then I was also in a peculiar situation, because I danced in a dance group where I was the only black person in the dance studio. In some cases, I was the only black cheerleader in my school. I did theater where I was the only black person, the “token black person.” And working at Disney, oftentimes I was the only black person in the show at Disney World or Disneyland on any given day. And I also did tours where I was the only black singer; I did a cruise ship where I was the only black person in the cast. So I’ve been used to being in situations where I’ve had to find friendships and find love and find similarities. My whole brand, everything that I stand for and everything I’ve always stood for, is equality and love. So it’s just really difficult for me to understand why it is an issue for people, a legitimate issue, that I have white friends, and that Taylor Swift happens to be one of my many white friends.

Apparently there’s a thing called the “cookout,” which is like your invitation to be a part of the black community. Some people have, like, deemed themselves the Woke Police, and they decide to strip you online of your invitation to attend the “cookout.” It boggles my mind that people are deciding whether or not I’m down enough, black enough, or woke enough to be “invited.” If I have to hate people and judge people based on their race, sexual orientation, or religion, then sorry, but I’d rather order pizza.

What is Taylor really like? Describe your bond.

What people are mostly forgetting is that Taylor Swift really is my friend. Sometimes because she is a celebrity of such a huge status, inarguably one of the biggest stars of our generation, people forget that there is a human side to her, that she has real friends that she calls and talks to about her real problems. And I call her, and I have cried on her shoulder about my own relationship issues and family issues and career issues. We are friends, and so when she asked me to do this video, I said absolutely. It wasn’t a question for me. I trust her, and I had no problem doing the video. And I just think that it’s really sad and shocking that me doing four eight-counts of choreography is enough to make people feel the need to question my “blackness” or “wokeness.”

Taylor came to see me in Kinky Boots and she stayed after the show for two hours and met every single person in that cast — took pictures, signed stuff, met every usher, every custodian, every orchestra member, every producer and their kids. And then she went outside and met fans outside the theater afterwards, stayed there for over two and a half hours after the show and wouldn’t leave until every single person had been met. There are just very few celebrities in the world who would do something like that. She didn’t have to do that. She could’ve come to the show, said hi to me, and left. That’s just what type of person she is, and what type of person she’s always been. Her parents raised her so well, and when you’re in the room with them, you can feel that energy.

It just is shocking to me that people will see an image of her and hear stories online about her, or arguments with other celebrities who she did not ask to be involved with, who recorded her against her will without her knowing and then decided to release six-second clips of a conversation that happened to paint her to be this evil person that I don’t believe that she is. Come on, we’ve watched millions of episodes of Law & Order or seen Judge Judy a million times; how are they not able to conclude that there is something missing from this? If you feel the need to record someone on video with people there, the intentions may not have been the most pure.

Some of the criticism Taylor has received recently has to do with the fact that she has not been politically outspoken in past years, like some of her peers Katy Perry or Lady Gaga.

Yeah, many people have been tweeting me, “She supports Trump! She probably voted for Trump!” They’re making this huge assumption, when Taylor has never to my knowledge come out and said anything about her being pro-Trump. But people would still rather believe that she is the one who is pushing Trump’s agenda. That was one of the major things that was tweeted at me, and I’m like, “So you are mad that you think she might support Donald Trump? But you’re not mad that Kanye has been very openly pro-Trump?” I don’t understand that.

Look, I’m not Taylor Swift, so I can’t speak for her and why she does or does not choose to speak or not speak about any specific subject matter. All I know is that she has been nothing but a great person to me. Her family has welcomed me into their home and treated me like I was a member of the family. They’ve welcomed every single person I’ve ever brought around them. I’ve never felt like there was ever a moment that I couldn’t be myself, and talk about the fact that I’m gay or whatever. At Thanksgiving, we all sat around and talked about it, and there was another one of her friends there who was African-American, and we all sat down and talked about racism and watched 13th on Netflix and talked about how important it was. It was one of the most beautiful conversations I’ve ever had, because sometimes as an African-American person I feel like I can’t voice my opinion about how difficult it is to be not just an African-American person in the entertainment industry, but how scary it is to be black in America, in even 2017.

When it comes to Taylor, all I know is that she has been a sweet, amazing human being to me. When she calls me, it’s hardly ever to talk about her accomplishments or things that she’s going through. She calls me and says, “How’s your heart? Are you OK?” I’ve been around her an awful lot, and if it were some type of crazy, fake façade, I think I would have figured it out by now. I feel like it’s a genuine part of who she is, and she’s a human being. Has she made mistakes? Yes. Will she make mistakes again? Yes. But let the person in America who has not made mistakes raise their hand.

I think that I’m on my own journey; every artist is on their own journey. Maybe one day, Taylor will start being super-political, and using her voice to do thing that people think that she should be doing. But even then, she will probably be ridiculed for not being vocal enough, or not being on the right side. I don’t think that there is a way to win in this industry, so every person has to take their own journey at their own pace, at their own time, and do what they feel like is right. All I know is that Taylor has been nothing but sweet to me since day one, and if she asks me to do a video, I’m absolutely going be there.

I’m not apologizing for being a part of the video and doing four eight-counts of choreography in it. I thought it was a great piece of art. I thought it was awesome. It’s broken so many records and I’m proud to be a part of it. I don’t think I’ve sold out my race or my community — the gay community, the black community. I think that I was just in a piece of art that my friend made. I’m not issuing a statement to people about it to explain myself, because there’s nothing to explain. I’m not sorry that I did it, and I don’t think that it was a mistake. If I had a do-over, I would absolutely be there for another eight hours, in heels, dancing with her.

Is Taylor aware of the heat you’ve gotten for being in her video?

I have talked to her about it, and she has been very uplifting and given me a lot of information about how when you’re doing big things, there will always be people who have something to say about it. But I think that Beyoncé gave me the best advice when I met her. She said, “Don’t scroll down. Don’t go down and look at comments, and when you do something as an artist, make a decision and stick to it. You don’t need to apologize for things that you’ve done.” I use that all the time.

You have gotten this sort of criticism before.

Yeah. In the beginning, it was because I did videos based on stereotypes of a particular group that put people in a negative light. And so I took those notes, because I consider myself to be a humble person, and I tried to apply them, and tried to do less work on my YouTube channel that stereotyped people, less work that stereotyped my race as being “ghetto” or “ratchet,” because I did understand the argument. I think it’s a really difficult thing when you toe the line with comedy, because there are certain things that some people are going to think is funny, but then some people are always going to be offended. The political climate has changed so much over the past months since Donald Trump became president, and it has just been a very scary place to create content online. So I tried to do whatever I can to create content that everyone can love and that is inclusive of everybody.

It’s just something that I deal with every day. I wrote an album about my life [Straight Outta Oz], about how I fell in love at 19 years old with a boy who was British and who just happened to be white. I wrote a song called “Color,” and in the song I say the line, “You’re my favorite hue.” What I meant by that when I wrote the song was it’s supposed to be a direct relation to the 1939 Wizard of Oz film, and then everything turns to color when Dorothy gets to Oz. I felt like my whole world was black and white before I met this person. But people took that as that white was my favorite color, and that was what I preferred. People have assumed that am the type of person that refuses to date people of my own race or associate with people of my own race. Which, I don’t feel the need to prove to them that I have in fact dated multiple black men and Puerto Rican, Latino men. I’m an equal opportunist when it comes to love. I think everyone is beautiful. You fall in love with a person, not the outer layer of skin.

It’s really frustrating because I don’t think that people realize that when I got to L.A., I lived in not a great neighborhood. A policeman drove up onto a sidewalk, got out of the car, pushed my face on the ground, put my hands on my back, pulled a gun out on me. I have never felt so scared in my entire life. I have witnessed so many things like that. It’s very difficult for me to go and spend time in a predominantly Caucasian neighborhood without the cops being called on me, because people don’t know why I’m there and they think I look suspicious. I have had a lot of issues and dealt with racism in the same capacity as a lot of other people. I have written so many songs, even on Straight Outta Oz, about the Black Lives Matter movement, because it’s something that I’m very passionate about. It’s something that I definitely use my voice and my platform to speak out against. So it’s frustrating that people who have never met me in person like to make huge, incorrect assumptions about me and go and scream them and yell them from the rooftops online.

I just strongly feel that if we can’t get along within our own race, and have to point fingers and yell at people who we think don’t have our back when we don’t know anything about them — we haven’t listened to the facts, we haven’t seen the footage, there are no receipts to show that this person is not a proud African-American person who isn’t down to fight for equality for everyone’s sake — if we fight with each other so much that we’re tearing down our own race and our own community, how does that make us any better than the people in Charlottesville, carrying the tiki torches? How are we any better than those people, and how are we ever going to meet in the middle and finally be able to say, “Let’s be one unified group of people”? I just don’t understand how it’s possible, and that what makes me so upset.

Online outrage is at an all-time high right now, for sure. Everyone is on edge.

I think that we’ve got to figure out a way within our own community to stop tearing people down and stop making assumptions and looking for reasons to be mad. I don’t know what is happening in the world right now, but now is a scary time. People are looking for someone to blame and someone to point fingers at. I don’t think that Taylor Swift is the problem with America right now. People can try to make that be the issue, but there is a much bigger issue here in our country that we need to look at and recognize, and figure out what we can do to be a part of making the world a better place, to be nice and sweet and kind to each other, and to realize that racism is a huge horrible thing that has kept a lot of people down.

But I think it’s going to take every race, every minority, every gay person, every trans person, every straight person, waking up and realizing that we can’t do this alone. We can’t divide into our own little sections and decide that we’re going to secretly hate each other and be mad if one person goes over and shakes the hand of somebody on the other team. We all need to be one team. We all have to go out and extend an olive branch to each other and try to help each other out and try to build one another up. That’s the only way that we can be successful. That’s the only way that we can make this world the beautiful place that God created it to be. Spread love, and love each other. That’s what I try to do.

Did you engage with any of your online critics about this video?

I gave no negative tweets, didn’t argue with people on social media, had nothing to say to them. But I even went so far as to give somebody my phone number online so they could call me and said, “If you feel I’ve done something that’s offended you, or if you could shed some light on as to how me being involved with this video or being friends with Taylor Swift — other than the fact that she is white and you feel that she is the epitome of white privilege, the poster child for white privilege … If there’s anything you can do to shed some light to me as to how I can be a better example for young African-American kids growing up, then I would love to talk to you on the phone.” And I meant it. And I talked to them, and I felt like we came to a good place. I’m a humble person; I’m not opposed to taking constructive criticism.

There was a time two years ago where I would’ve damn near gotten carpal tunnel because I would’ve stayed up all night trying to argue back and forth [on Twitter], thinking, “What would Regina George do?” Now I’m adopting the policy, “What would Beyoncé do?” So I’m going to kill all these people with kindness. I’m going to be nice to them, and I’m just going to prove to them, one by one when they meet me, what type of person I am. Support my friends, be nice to people, and do what I have to do to be a good human being and play my part in society and in this crazy political climate.

Obviously I’m not diminishing the horrible things that have happened to get us to this point, but at this point we have a choice to either band together and fight and talk about the real issues and the real problems, and Taylor Swift is not the problem. If we can all accept the fact that there is a bigger problem and start having dialogue and talking to each other — not just with the people that it’s comfortable for us to talk to, our own people and people who look like us, but to people who might not understand where we’re coming from or what we’ve been through — then we might get closer to making this world a unified place, the way that Michael Jackson sang about in his songs and in his music. While I know that is not the theme of “Look What You Made Me Do,” I do believe that is the theme of Taylor Swift’s heart and the person that she truly is on a personal level.

(x)

“as the person who sort of made lucretia… in my mind, she was never a villain. like i never - i never ever ever ever thought of her, not even for a little bit, as doing evil in this world.

in my mind, lucretia’s probably my favorite character. especially because of like, the things that happened in the stolen century and her growth there and the way that things changed, like that growth was the most concrete growth that i think any character went through in the entire show.

and what i really tried to set up in the stolen century is that like this is a really tough thing you all were going through, and you all had different ways of dealing with it, and her way was very… perhaps overprotective, right?

and so this thing that she did, she knew that you all were hurting, and she had this idea for how to solve it, and everybody else’s idea was different, and she thought the idea that you all went with was… wrong, was inherently wrong.

and so she grew from being this character who was very much on the sidelines, writing about the things that other people were doing, and taking actions into her own hands, and simultaneously like, making her friends forget this like, really really difficult and painful ordeal that they all had gone through.

and so in my mind, she was not… she was not evil. she was never ever ever ever the villain.”

Originally posted by janine-drizzy

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Z Nation meme | four relationships [¼]  —– Murphy and Warren

I’m counting on you.

“I hope I deserve it”

Is what Dany days as Jon “verbally” bends the knee. But why exactly?

Dany is a proud woman, and when she’s not, she puts up a facade of being proud. Her neverending list of titles prove it, but it’s not like it’s not right for her to be or that there’s no reason to be - in the contrary, she both needs it and deserves it. She did endure all that she explained to Jon and she did achieve all that her titles means. The fact that so many - me included, at times - don’t like it, is because it’s a tad repetitive, but it’s completely true, and because it’s often put in comparison with Jon who, on the other hand, is extremely humile, and for whose honour Davos himself had to step in - because he doesn’t care. He came to Dragonstone for a diplomatic purpose and that’s what he’d doing, being the honourable, severe son of his adoptive father Ned Stark. All that he did, he did for others, never for himself, fully knowing he’d gain but hatred but for it. And if he doesn’t bend the knee all the times Dany asks him is because he and his men and women in the north have now different matters to take care of, much less “trivial” than a war in the south. Let alone “brag”, he doesn’t even state what he’s done exactly. David has to, in his place. And that’s when he says

“He took a knife in the heart for his people…!”

But Jon sends him a stare and stops him. Why? Because it’s already difficult to believe in dead armies and White Walkers, let alone resurrections.

But Dany is still a tad curious. This man is the North is a ruler of about her age, humile, mysterious. He’s here for a very specific purpose and doesn’t seem to be afraid of her, nor of her dragons. If she wants to kill him, so be it, he’s come simply to serve his people. And that’s how she starting to see him as very similar to her, unengaged in day-to-day personal matters. Because Dany too, for as proud as she is, wants to serve the people.

So she asks Tyrion about it, and he doesn’t give the matter importance. She then asks Jon in person, but they are interrupted.

Then he leaves for the mission beyond the wall. She can see again just how much of a leader. Just like she took Drogon and met the Lannister army in open field personally, so he wouldn’t let his men do something so stupid dangerous without taking part in it himself. He’s again honourable, severe, uninterested. When she arrives to save them, he’s about the take her hand and get away

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But he doesn’t. He lets the other go first while fighting off the wights. Selfless to a fault, so much that he almost loses his life for it, but he manages to return. And she sees his scars. At this point I guess she asks Davos for clarifications and this time, he gives them to her, explanaining that the King in The North did take a knife in the heart for his people.

At this point, to her, he’s the most honourable leader she’s ever met. He’s nothing like the lords and ladies she’s fighting, not even like her now deceased allies. He’s merciful and self-sacrifical. And after weeks spent together she should understand better the situation in the North and what exactly it implied for him to do what he did.

That’s where the “I hope I deserve it” lies. He’s a man she admires, not one of those sheep she either has the win over or threaten. What he did for his people, the kind of things he did, is what she’s like to do when she sits on the iron throne.


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Jon, at the same time, understood her better. What she did, at the cost of one of her children, to save them, is in the same way something he has profound respect for. The North doesn’t like southern rulers because they are not understood by them, it’s two completely different worlds. But this one dared to go north as see with her own two eyes what it is. Jon respects her now. He never had much love for power anyway, he doesn’t want it: if he didn’t bend the knee it’s because of his people most and foremost.

Whether you ship them or not, I think this relationship is beautiful because in this season we slowly see two people come together from opposite sides, backgrounds, experiences, even geographic places, united only by the so hard to find willingness to always put others before themselves. That they love each other is a consequence of this, because they both see this beauty of character in each other, which is indeed firstly in themselves.


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Seamus and Harry are a couple. Draco really doesn't like that. (fanon) Pansy is just the person he needs

“Quick, Pansy, kiss me.”

Pansy stares at Draco, her face screwed up at the absurd suggestion. There are so many things wrong with that statement. First, ew, she is not nearly drunk enough. Second, she doesn’t like to be rushed. And third, most importantly, nobody tells Pansy what to do.

“I will do no such thing. Why would you – “ her eyes scan the Gryffindor common room, following Draco’s gaze, and fall on Harry Potter sitting on Seamus Finnigan’s lap – “Oh, I see now.” She sighs loudly, accepting her duty as best friend, but also making sure Draco knows just how unappealing she finds the idea. “Fine.”

The kiss is brief and methodical and, all in all, incredibly disagreeable. Pansy only hopes that Potter glances their way to see it so it isn’t all in vain. As soon as her mouth is her own again, Pansy downs the rest of her firewhiskey.  “Never, ever, make me do that to your chapped lips again.”

“Sorry,” Draco says, looking past Pansy – she’ll forgive his inattentiveness this once, “It’s just –

“You needed to make Potter jealous?”

“Yes and –“ Draco pauses, and his eyes finally land on Pansy. About time. “How did you know it was Potter?

Pansy snorts. Draco really is an idiot sometimes. “Well you hardly have a crush on Finnigan do you? And Blaise told me sometimes you say his name while – “

“I’ll have a word with Blaise later,” Draco says quickly, a small blush appearing on his face – that he would certainly deny if Pansy were to mention. “Now hold my hand, make it look like we’re an established couple. I don’t want Potter thinking I’m easy.  If you put your arm – “

Draco’s voice falters, his gaze back on Potter. Pansy turns to witness Potter and Finnigan locking lips in a rather exaggerated fashion. It’s not romantic or erotic. It’s just a kiss. The two must have zero chemistry, much like Pansy and Draco.

“Although, clearly, Potter is very easy.” Draco puts on his cold, taunting voice but his own jealously is obvious.

Pansy rolls her eyes. Sometimes dealing with Draco is like dealing with a small child. She moves beside him and wraps an arm around his waist so they can stare at Potter and his current boy toy together. The two have stopped kissing and are now drawing patterns on each other’s hands. Gryffindors, honestly. “Would you look at that, Draco dear? They’re holding hands. They must be an established couple as well.”

“Do you really think so? Finnigan doesn’t seem like Potter’s type at all. And I’ve never seen them alone together before. I would have noticed it if – “

“How about we go over and find out?” Pansy shoves Draco hard and is pleased when he stumbles forward. She enjoys catching him off guard.

“Wait – Pansy, no.” Draco tries to protest but it’s too late. Potter has spotted them. He extracts himself from Finnigan and stands up to greet them, a hand running through his hair. Pansy has to hold back a smirk – she knows Draco loves when Potter does that. Not that he’s ever said anything. He doesn’t have to.

“Malfoy. Parkinson,” Potter says without even glancing at Pansy. Typical. And predictable.

Finnigan stands up beside Potter. Draco – what a surprise! – ignores this. “Potter.”

“Finnigan,” Pansy adds, only to annoy Draco. He gives her a reproachful side eye before returning his gaze to Potter. She suspects it’s the last time he’ll glance her way tonight.

They all stand there in silence. Potter staring intently at Draco. Draco staring intently at Potter. And Finnigan sharing a knowing look with Pansy. At least he’s not as stupid as he looks then.

Finally, Potter speaks up. “I didn’t know if you’d come tonight.”

“I never miss a party…even if it is hosted by Gryffindors.”

It’s not true. Draco has missed several parties over the years. But at this stage, Pansy doesn’t think Potter or Draco would even notice if she spoke so she keeps her mouth shut.

“Might be time for a Slytherin party next,” Potter says.

Draco is clearly holding back a smile. Pansy bets he is creaming his bloody pants at getting to have an actual conversation with Potter. “We get a little wild in the dungeons.” They don’t. “Are you sure you could handle it, Potter?

“I think I could rise to the challenge.”

“Subtle,” Pansy whispers to Finnigan. Honestly, Potter’s clearly got it as bad as Draco. It’s embarrassing to watch this train wreck unfold.

“So, Finnigan, that’s new.” Draco doesn’t even acknowledge that the person in question is still by Potter’s side. Finnigan shoots Pansy an amused look at being blatantly ignored. Things are clearly not serious with Potter.

“Very. And Parkinson?”

“I’m right here you know?” Pansy interjects, unable to hold back. But it makes no difference anyway. Only Finnigan hears her.

“It’s been a while,” Draco lies. Pansy wants to smack him around the head. Sure, she is happy to help make Potter jealous but there’s no need to exaggerate.

“Really? I always thought you were just friends?”

“Yes, well, there’s a lot you don’t know about me.”’

“Like how he calls out your name every night in bed,” Pansy mutters underneath her breath. Finnigan, at least, catches and appreciates the jab if no one else does.

“Of course. Sorry Malfoy, I didn’t mean to question you. I’m just having a hard time grasping you and Parkinson together. I thought you were…you know.” Potter trails off, a hand rubbing the back of his neck.

Pansy holds back a groan. It’s like listening to children with these two.

“Gay? Like you?”

“Actually, I’m bisexual,” Potter corrects. “But yeah.”

“Finnigan doesn’t seem like your type.”

Finnigan flips a half-hearted bird at Draco. Not that he notices.

“And Parkinson doesn’t seem like yours.”

“Because I’m out of his league,” Pansy points out, flipping her own violent bird at Potter. She doesn’t know why she’s even bothering standing here anymore.

Draco takes a step forward. “So, what’s my type then, Potter?”

Potter mimics Draco’s action so that they’re almost chest to chest – Really? “What’s mine?”

“You need someone who doesn’t hero worship you, someone who will hold you accountable for all your actions, someone who isn’t afraid of your temper. You need someone who challenges you.”

Pansy shares a confused look with Finnigan – did they rehearse this or something? Draco’s not usually this smooth with his words, especially with Potter in such close proximity.

“And you need someone who understands your vulnerability but doesn’t use it against you, someone who treats you gently, someone whose affection is unwavering. You need someone who forgives you.”

They must have rehearsed this. Pansy has never heard Potter say anything remotely intelligent before. And she hasn’t known him to be particularly observant either.

“And I suppose you could never forgive me after all that I’ve done?” Draco hits back, still just as smooth. This is getting ridiculous.

“I already have,” Potter responds immediately as if reading a line from a script. From a terrible cheesy muggle romance movie that Pansy would never be caught dead watching. Yet here she is witnessing this sappy display.

“What about Finnigan?”

“I was using him to make you jealous,” Potter admits. Pansy looks to Finnigan for confirmation – he winks. “Did it work?”

Despite using the exact same trick himself, Pansy can see Draco is outraged at being manipulated. “Fuck you, Potter.”

“You wish.”

And then they’re kissing. Enthusiastically. Way too close to Pansy’s face. She can see every stray strand of saliva, hear every lubricated slide of their mouths. It’s revolting. And worse still, they’ve become the centre of the attention at the party, eyes drawn to Draco and Potter’s embrace with Pansy and Finnigan standing by awkwardly, looking like dejected fools.

Pansy could spoil it by pinching the hairs on the back of Draco’s neck in vengeance for being ignored. Luckily, she’s feeling particularly generous tonight, and she’d never admit it, but seeing Draco with Potter is sweet. In a disgusting, horrible, sappy way of course. But still, sweet. Now she just has to focus on her own happy ending. She spies Hermione Granger’s amongst the watchful eyes around them and takes her moment:

“Quick, Finnigan, kiss me.”

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Mary: Nothing comes before my family, not with me.                                     Arthur Ketch: Really? Or is that just what you want to believe? You’re different when you talk to them. Softer. Weaker. Not an insult, just an observation. But when you hunt, Mary… you’re one of the best I’ve ever seen. Now you might play at being the good mummy, but when you’re in the thick of it, nothing but a blade in your hand and blood in the air, that’s the real you, the best you. And I think you know it. And I think that scares the hell out of you.

12x13 “Family Feud” 

Nectar of The Goddess

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@permanentcross I told you it was coming soon, hopefully this will make a good little miniseries

“Bet yah taste sweet,” He purred in her ear before cleaning off one of his fingers and letting out a groan of his own. “Oh yah do love, best thing ‘ve ever tasted. Even better than those drinks yah make me. Although, guess it should be huh, after all it’s the nectar o’ the goddess. Why don’ yah go head and taste it.”

He held his other finger to her lips and Y/N seized the opportunity she saw. Her lips closed around his finger and she sucked firmly, running her tongue around it as she rocked her head back and forth slightly. Harry knew that if he fucked her right now that he was going to climax way too quickly, he had to prep her more, needed to get her all ready for his cock and build up her orgasm.

“Want to truly taste yah love. Got to taste the nectar o’ the goddess from the source.”

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Y/N is a bartender who makes all sorts of drinks for Harry, but Harry’s favorite drink is Y/N’s juices

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okay but do you know what the best part about bellarke is?

They really are genuinely each other’s best friend. You can see it in every scene together, that they rely on and respect each other in everything they do, even if they might not always agree. They call each other on their shit and they’re not afraid to piss each other off, but at the end of the day, they value the other’s opinion and they work to balance each other out.

And before they came to the ground, Clarke had Wells, so she understands what it means to be a friend. But Bellamy? This is entirely new territory.

Back on the Ark, Bellamy couldn’t trust anyone. He couldn’t get close to the kids at school, couldn’t talk to them about his life, couldn’t bring them home after school. He had to protect Octavia. Twenty-three years old, and the kid has never in his life had a best friend.

And then, suddenly, there’s this girl.

This nosey ass, stubborn, smart as hell, beautiful girl who just shows up in his life and tells him he’s not on his own anymore. She doesn’t treat him like a lowly janitor like he expects the “princess” to do. She treats him as her equal, as someone she shouldn’t overlook, even if at first it might not be in a positive way.

She doesn’t swoop in and try to steal the authority he has won with the Hundred. Instead, she works with him, appreciates the skills and strengths he brings to the table and balances them with her own. Though he knows she’s more than capable of holding her own, she respects him. She needs him. And he realizes that for once in his life, he doesn’t have to do it alone.

And when Clarke is taken to Mount Weather, the first thing she asks when she’s reunited with the rest of the Hundred is, “Finn and Bellamy?” She asks about Finn because of their romantic involvement, sure. But Bellamy? We know that Sterling and Monroe were also missing after the end of the Season 1 finale, but that’s not her priority at the moment. She asks about Bellamy, her friend, her partner. Because he has to be alive. He has to be.

And when they see each other again, you get this massive embrace, and you can just feel their respect for each other, their relief that the other is still alive, still there to share the weight of leadership together. In this scene, even if they’re not in love with each other yet, you can definitely see that they do love each other, in whatever way that may be.

Throughout the next few seasons, we see so many explicit and implicit examples of how much Clarke and Bellamy need each other. Both admit that they can’t lose the other. The parallel in 2x09 shows just how much Bellamy would do to protect her, and Clarke’s willingness to sacrifice TonDC to protect him in 2x12 show she’d do every bit of the same. 

The best part about Bellarke is that even before they fell in love, they knew each other. They trusted each other. The respected each other.

Y’all, think about how great it’s gonna be to watch these two fall in love all over again.

Finn does not give a fuck about your idols

Star Wars: The Force Awakens established the male lead Finn as an antifascist, anti-authoritarian hero, and he is justly celebrated as such. I don’t think people talk as much, though, about his relationship with authority and legends in general: Specifically, that he does not trust authority and has no use for legends.

This makes Finn a different kind of hero, one who is not only anti-authoritarian but anti-authority. He is not like Luke who was all starry-eyed about the Jedi and his father. He is not even like Rey who filled her starved soul with dreams of heroes, or Poe who grew up surrounded by legends. Finn also stands in contrast to the main villain, Kylo Ren, who turned his back on the heroes of the Rebellion and Republic only to bow down to idols of the Empire and First Order.

Finn’s closest predecessors are Han Solo of the original trilogy and Jyn Erso of Rogue One, especially Jyn who was the traumatized, world-weary outsider before she threw in with like-minded comrades in the Rebellion. With Finn, however, I believe the ambivalence about choosing a side is portrayed as not only a reflection of his trauma but also a healthy reaction to it.

This hesitation about the Resistance puts Finn in a fascinating position in the Star Wars universe and opens a whole new window into the nature of political thought in the Star Wars franchise. Here’s how:

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Okay rant time:
I DONT LOVE THIS AT ALL!! Not even a little.

•Don’t get me wrong, I adore the Reyna x Annabeth bromance, I think it’s absolutely great but there is just so many things wrong with this specific interaction.
•When Percabeth fell into Tartarus they did it going in to survive as a unit. They depended on each other but still had their independence as individuals.
•We know Percy isn’t as smart as Annabeth but that doesn’t make him immediately and irrationally dumb.
•Annabeth didn’t know anything about Tartarus either; both her an Percy fell into that pit blind to the dangers that lay ahead.
•percabeth are great together because they make each other stronger. Percy is not dependent on Annabeth to tie his shoes and keep him alive and same applies to Annabeth— Percy is not there to keep her protected and shelter her from anything that may cause her harm.
•they work because they understand that they can protect themselves and do things for themselves and when they’re together it makes two strong forces unstoppable
•Reyna made Percy a praetor on his third day?!? Why on gods green earth would she do that if she thought Percy was a dumbass
•I’m sorry this interaction makes me so mad because Percy is more than an impulsive little adhd, dyslexic kid who fights monsters and is constantly getting into sh*t
•he’s such a complicated character who figures things out in his own way.
•Annabeth researches The Labyrinth and tries to figure out a way to maneuver through it; Percy knew Rachel could guide them.
•Annabeth used smarts and wit to defeat her enemies and complete her journey following the MOA; Percy used impulse and instinct to work his way through battles and to get through the SON
•I mean there’s a reason that Hera chose Percy to be the link between the camps. It could have been Annabeth, she was smart, she was a quick thinker but Hera didn’t.
•it makes me so mad when I see Percy being portrayed in a “dumb” or “not-smart” kind of way?!?
•where did we get this idea??
•please can we abolish it right now!!!!!!
•you too Uncle Rick

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Okay some of y'all are getting seriously touched about this post and how I don’t understand that it’s “just a joke.”

•Firstly: I know this scene was a joke, probably tons of them are. I chose this situation simply because I found this picture. I was not about to search through fan fictions, and scenes where the idea of “dumb- Percy” wasn’t a joke, when this was here already. It just so happened that this picture was a very intended jokey interaction and was unfortunately subject to my rant. Most of what I say is a generalization as to how we should stop calling out Percy as a dumbass.

•Secondly: Yea yea I should probably chill but I don’t have any of that. I am not a calm person. I freak out over everything, happy sad, annoying, amazing— doesn’t matter. So the likelihood of me “calming down” or “talking a chill pill” is slim.

•Thirdly: Yes guys I know what teasing is, I know how to take a joke, I have friends and we tease each other all the time. This was not meant to portray that teasing is wrong and that they can’t have fun being friends and doing what friends do. Oh my gods this was just AN EXAMPLE. I love the PJO/HOO series because of how close and fun the relationships between the characters are but I needed to make a post about this idea of Percy being dumb and how that’s not the case it just so happened that it was a jokey scene that became the root of the post.

•Okay thanks for your time. I love y'all and I love this blog but damn this post caused controversy. Hope this edit cleared my intentions up a bit :)
Epiphany.

Hi, guys! Thank you so much for being super amazing about sending in your amazing requests and the really nice messages you all have left me. I will be going through them soon and will be writing them in a random order so don’t worry if you have yet to see your request being posted! I will post them eventually so check this POST out and send those requests in!

Okay, this is actually supposed to be something short but I don’t know why it’s over 2k words (it sounded and looked so much better in my head/imagination). So I’ve put the rest under the keep reading line. Thank you so much for sending in your prompt and honestly, I hope I did it justice. Enjoy!

PS: This is the only imagine that is queued, mostly because it is already super late on my side of the world so I will try to get some more done tomorrow morning and post them accordingly.

MASTERLIST


Being close friends with Peter entitles you to a lot of things – like knowing his well-kept secret: The Spider-man. Being his close friend also entitles you to sweeping in to save Peter when he bails on his lovely Aunt May when he gets called to go for a brief mission.

“You owe me big time.” You tell Peter as you park outside of his apartment. You turn the ignition off and unbuckle your seatbelt before getting out of the car. “Do you think you will be long?” You ask him, locking your car and heading towards the apartment building. Peter tells you that he does not think he would be long – maybe a good thirty minutes to an hour. “Alright, see you later, Peter; stay safe.” You remind him and Peter chuckles before you hang up the call.

Once you reach the seventh floor, you head over to their apartment room and just as you are about to knock on the door, the door opens and you step back when May steps out with a big smile on her face. “Hi, Y/N.” She presses her lips against your cheek and you give her a brief hug. “How are you?”

You smile at her. May is such a lovely person so much so, sometimes you want to smack Peter for almost always bailing on spending time with May. “I am feeling fine – a little bit swamped with assignments and the likes but nothing I can’t handle.” You inform her as May locks the door and the both of you begin to head towards the elevator, heading straight to the ground floor and in to your car.

“I am so thankful you can help me out – my car is still in the workshop.” May buckles her seatbelt once the two of you get in to your car and you shake your head. It’s not like you minded at all – coincidentally, there are a few things you need to grab too. “So how are Peter and you?” May winks at you and you resist the urge to roll your eyes as you begin to drive towards the nearest supermarket – which happens to be a good twenty-minute drive from the apartment.

You laugh sheepishly. “There is nothing going on between Peter and I, May.” You glance at her from the corner of your eyes. You have no idea why May think there is something going on between the two of you – you have always been Peter’s close friend and you probably will always be; you don’t even think you have seen him in that light.

May looks a little bit skeptical with your answer but she nods her head, a knowing smile on her face. May has lived long enough to recognize the looks the two of you would give each whenever you think the other is not watching. Sometimes May would want to just make the two of you have a sit down and talk about feelings but trying to push the two of you together would probably result in something completely different. So she simply minds her own business - only occasionally sticking her nose in this particular area of the business.

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a stroke of fuck | four

pairing: sehun x reader, jongin x reader, yixing x reader, baekhyun x reader
genre: fuckboy!au, college!au, smut, angst, fluff, series
summary: there was good in the world to balance the bad, but when it comes to boys are they good for anything except breaking hearts and causing trouble?

pt.1 / pt.2 / pt.3 / pt.4 / pt.5

A/N: she’s here and she’s pt.3′s wilder sister + all teams are iN THIS !!!! sit comfortably and get a lil drink and snack cos its reaaaaaaaaaalllly long the smut isnt that good btw

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The number you are calling cannot take your call ri-

You let out an extended groan of surrender after your fifth attempt to call Sehun. Your countless texts over the previous two hours left unanswered, left on read. It was ridiculous, why were you so caught up in hoping some man-whore didn’t have his feelings hurt over you letting his friend shove his dick in you? 

Pulling your left arm off the bed, you let your body fall. The mattress bounced your body up a few times giving you involuntary vivid memories of Jongin holding your legs in place while his thick dick ripped you apart. You licked your lips and closed your eyes over his lewd action of spitting in your mouth and pulling your hair, a sexual act of dominance that you weren’t ashamed of loving.

How did Sehun find out any way? Unless Jongin told him, no, he couldn’t have. You rolled around on the bed trying to simultaneously forget about Sehun’s anger, that was currently scaring you enough to drain you of energy, but also figure out how he even knew. 

He fucked your friend, you fucked his. Who knew? Maybe his dick had been in everyone except you. You rolled your eyes, he didn’t own you, you could do whatever and whoever you wanted. Just like he can.

As you rolled onto your stomach, you lifted your left leg up to give you more comfort. Your skirt lifted up and exposed your bare skin to the warm, summer air filling your room. 

That’s when your eyes widened.

Your panties.

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