holy mother of all that is good and pure

let’s just talk for a moment here. 

I’m gonna say itLena Luthor loves Kara Danvers. loves her. and there are soooo many reasons why. 

first, let’s just list the reasons off the bat, then I’ll explain my reasonings. 

  • donuts
  • lip bites/glances/looks
  • the thirst factor
  • food dates
  • meeting Alex
  • gala
  • flowers
  • her heroics
  • “I’ve never stood behind a man” 
  • “I’m here for you, if you still want that”
  • “I miss you”
  • “I didn’t see your name on the by line”/ “unquit”
  • “I trust you”/Catco
  • heart emoji

ok let’s get started:

first, the doughnuts.

 lena is known for eating healthy. she drinks kombucha. she gets kara to probably eat vegetables. y’know the regular. probably is on a no carb diet. we never see her eating anything bad, because she’s probably been preened all her life to be picture perfect and eat only what’s good for you. but here comes her bff, her gal pal kara danvers, traipsing in with a bag of doughnuts. this happened a couple times, actually. lena indulged in a doughnut for kara. 

the lip bites, holy fuck. I’m going to tie this in with the glances too. because holy mother of god. 

lena is always checking kara out, biting her lip (most likely surprising moans bc hot damn she’s in love with this woman) and the looks. the looks of. pure. unadulterated. love. 

I mean you cannot tell me the look on lena’s face is anything but love? come on. even a blind man could tell. 

next, lena’s thirst factor. 

girl, she is always, always, (almost) always seen with a drink when around kara! 

exhibit A: their first meeting, lena has to pause and get herself a damn glass of water

exhibit B: granted, yes they’re at a restaurant, but lena’s got an almost empty glass, bc hot damnvers kara is something. (lets take in account that kara’s glass is empty)

exhibit C: in the most recent episode 3.01, lena is yet again, shown pouring herself some water bc girl is thirsty af 

exhibit D: oh looky here, Lena’s getting a drink. I am pretty sure Kara just makes her speechless and she needs water to talk

exhibit E: y’all see where I’m going with this, right?

their brunch/lunch/dinner/kombucha dates

lena always seems to have a food date with kara. always. I mean it’s one thing to have one on occasion but they’re known to have these? and I know damn well that kara isn’t always the one to initiate them. lena is probably the one to invite her because she’s rich and offers to feed kara’s immense appetite. 

what about the first time lena was introduced to Alex properly?

this. this is the face of jealousy. she shows up unannounced at kara’s apartment (where’d she even get kara’s address?) and sees this beautiful woman in kara’s apartment and she’s jealous af, and Alex doesn’t let on anything. doesn’t, for a split second, let on that she’s kara’s sister, because I’m pretty sure she knew what Lena’s thoughts were. she knew for a flash of a second, lena was actually jealous, but ew gross, kara is her sister, and that’s when kara finally speaks up, and Lena’s face softens, and she remembers what she actually came over for… 

the gala

she invites, not only kara and supergirl to the gala, but kara’s man friend, mike of the interns, because she doesn’t care. if kara’s friends with this person, she figures she can trust this person too, who tf cares if you met them five seconds ago and could’ve easily told him “It’s an elite party, and I’m inviting kara as my plus one, sorry” but no, she extends an invitation to mike of the interns…

the flowers: plumerias

these are plumerias, for anyone who hasn’t seen them before. they come in all different colors, ranging from blues, pinks, purples, melon, peach, yellow and white. they are an exotic flower, and a bit hard to come by. they have to be imported, usually from Hawaii. they have a few different meanings, but in Chinese, they symbolize love. they mean “I love you” and “you are special” 

and kara’s office, just so happens to be overflown with flowers, most likely plumerias because she mentioned they remind her of her mother, and lena would totally import those flowers and fill her office as a thank you to saving her just because she loves kara. and you know damn well she knows what those flowers mean. she’s smart, we’ll touch on this fact later.

lena being a hero

she is.. its a fact. whether it’s supergirl or kara danvers’s hero, national city’s hero, or anyone’s hero, lena is a hero. 

lena chooses kara and being the hero and will always choose kara and being the hero. when it came to saving jack or saving supergirl, she chose kara over her ex-lover. and we can probably assume that because a) lena is young and b) lena is a luthor, jack was probably her only real relationship. she did love him, you could tell with the emotion from the kiss and even the relaxed-ness of her date with him, they were friends. and she did miss is company, though she wouldn’t date him again. yet then it comes to kara, as supergirl, and she has to choose whether to save jack or end his life to save national city’s hero. she chooses to let jack go, therefore ultimately killing him so she can save kara. she also saves kara’s man child boyfriend from the evil daxamite guard. by shooting him with an alien gun. and she and Winn made whatever that thing was under the table at the gala and it stopped those evildoers from attacking supergirl, and the kicker, my favorite, saving the whole population of national city, not once, but fucking twice.

in s2e8 lena, after finding out her mother is the ringleader of CADMUS, and kara ultimately yells at her and accuses her of knowing what her mother did, etc, still saves national city. she undermines her mother, weasels her way onto her mother’s good side, double-crosses her and makes the medusa virus inert, therefore saving national city’s population of aliens when the only friend she had hated her for the moment. she could’ve easily just given in and killed all the aliens, but she didn’t. she chose to save them because she loves kara and her pro-alien bleeding heart views, even when they sometimes disagree and fight. 

and then again in s2e22, lena, and with the help of Lillian, build a device to rid the planet of the daxamites invading earth. a device that sends out lead into the atmosphere. and she knows what it’ll do. she knows that it’s going to send Mon-el away, and you know she was lowkey happy about that, but she knows it’ll put kara through hell, yet she let’s kara make the ultimate decision to choose whether to go on with it, and kara does. supergirl tells them to use the device. and lena yet again, saves everyone, all because she loves kara and kara is her hero.

and let’s not forget the best time lena was a hero and shot Corbin, therefore saving none other than Special Agent Alex Danvers with the DEO… hot damn, she’s my hero.

lena’s never stood behind a man

*eh hem* I’ll just leave these here. two examples of lena never standing behind a man, because she’s independent and fierce, but Kara is always protecting her and she lets kara/supergirl. we know damn well lena can hold her own, she is a Luthor after all, but she lets kara take the forefront and she stands behind her with grace and poise and love and admiration. 

“I’m here for you, if you still want that”

Lena knows the hell kara is going through. she knows that kara lost her man child thing of a boyfriend she liked for five days. and kara is going through hell. and yet, she’s still cautious. I think this is one of the most significant things ever and we’re going to dissect for a second here. in the second image: kara tells lena “I’m right here” letting lena know she can talk to her and she wants her to, she’s almost willing her to. 

yet in the top image, lena adds the “if you still want that”. she is letting kara know a few things here. a) that she feels guilty over the lead being released in the atmosphere b) she doesn’t want to use kara, because she’s not a talker herself. her walls are always built up so sturdy until kara breaks them down with her super strength and c) she doesn’t want to lose kara. she’s letting her know she’s there if kara wants her because its kara’s choice. she’s not going to force kara into being her friend just because kara is the only friend she has in national city and she will be ready to help kara any way she needs when the time comes. 

“I miss you” 

this also follows with the “if you still want that” because she’s telling kara that she’s being ignored, but she’s not pushing. she knows that kara is distancing herself. but she still lets kara know in a subtle way that she’s still here, she still loves her and that she truly misses her best friend. she just misses her. she misses Kara Danvers, the girl she’s falling in love with more and more as each day passes.

“I didn’t see your name on the by line”/”unquit”

now, first off, kara does anything lena suggests. Lena suggests, she become a reporter and guess who becomes one? Kara. lena tells her in such an unprofessional manner to “unquit” her job. and according to my laptop, unquit isn’t even a word, yet it came out of poised, perfect, prestined Lena Luthor’s mouth. “unquit” 

so kara unquits, and lena sends a heart emoji

a red heart emoji. man, do I have some words about this. Lena, you little lesbian in love with your bestie, damn. lena could’ve easily replied back with a “okay” or “sounds great” or even a “see you tomorrow!” or if we’re going the emoji route: a smiley face, a thumbs up, or fuck idk, a yellow heart? because lena is very, very, very smart. and we all know she knows the meanings that colors represent. like how yellow means happiness, friendship, sunshine, and energy, yet miss luthor sent kara a red heart. red meaning love, passion, heat. you can’t tell me she doesn’t know what they meant. she could’ve replied with so many different ways, yet she chooses a red heart.

and lets not forget the last points: lena buys fricken catco–– “I trust you”

lena “I bought your job for you and I have no fucking idea how to run catco” luthor bought a multimillion dollar corporation so a sexist bottle of cheap cologne couldn’t and she has literally no idea how to run the company, yet she’s enlisting and trusting her best friend and the woman she likes to run it with her. she bought kara a company. because kara asked and she 

lena just dropped everything, and potentially could ruin her career for this woman, and she did it all out of love. 

she even admits to not even knowing how to run the place! yet, just because kara asked, she did it. kara says “jump” and lena asks “how high”. the girl will do anything for the woman she loves. 

anyway, so those are my thoughts and reasonings as to why I believe lena is in love with kara. you can agree or disagree, leave your opinions if you like, but if you’re anti-supercorp please do not leave your opinion. 

*please note: gifs and pictures are NOT mine and I will not take credit for them, I simply borrowed them from the internet. also I stg if the gifs don’t load I will cry, I don’t know if they actually will, let’s hope.

edit: none of the gifs loaded I hate everything… oh fucking well, you get my point and y’all probably know what each gif is a scene of anyway… fml

I watched the Mummy, and Holy Mother of All that’s Good and Pure!!!

A Brief Summary: Ancient Greek Gods
  • Zeus: Will have sex with anyone and anything as anyone or anything but makes all the rules so no-one can argue
  • Poseidon: Has an extreme problem with walls.
  • Hades: Cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure, which is why he’s in the Underworld. May have handcuffed himself once.
  • Aphrodite: Created from testicles, never stopped loving em. 
  • Hera: “Oh No Zeus, Oh No You Fuckin Didn’t” A novel
  • Hermes: Holy moley I stole Apollo’s cows when I was 0 lol
  • Dionysus: PArtiEs and extreme mother-on-son violence
  • Apollo: Ladies would rather die than sleep with him. It’s a problem both ways. Had it out for the Dream Team (Achilles and Patroklus) 
  • Artemis: Strong, independent woman who don’t need no man
  • Hephaestus: so ugly his mum literally chucked him off a mountain. Poor squish.
  • Hestia: Feed my flames with your fat. Do it.
  • Kronos: (not a god but lol) Was pretty surprised when he threw up his children and probably a Zeus-shaped rock
  • Athena: Has a lot of brains, came from a brain, but doesn’t like watching her heroes eat brains.
  • Demeter: Put my daughter back where she came from or so help me (I’ll literally kill everyone)
  • Persephone: Delicate flower princess turned Queen of DaRKNESS

If you want the stories behind any of these, send me an ask

Story for Poseidon x
Story for Apollo x
Story for Hestia x
Opinions on Ares x
Story for Hades x

A Brief Summary: Ancient Greeks

anonymous asked:

Holy shit!!! Rosemary's Baby omegaverse AU?!? (I want)

BASICALLY the thought is that Graves is The Devil, living next door to Credence with his coven living in The Brand. And then one day sweet young Credence, getting his first apartment, escaping his mother and the terror of others, moves in. And Graves is instantly smitten, drawn to him. He’s never contemplated having children before (he’s above all that Alpha/Beta/Omega nonsense) but Credence is so pure and good and Graves wants him

So he disguses himself as an Alpha and begins to gently but insistently take care of Credence. Helps him with groceries, helps him figure out the buses, sometimes even drives him until Credence goes instinctively to Graves as a mode of transport and assistance. Courts the sweet little omega, goes with him to church (when he takes the Eucharist the wafer turns to ash on his tongue and the wine to vinegar but no one would be any wiser).

Tina and Queenie and Jacob all know the plan and go along with it, gently coaxing Credence into coming over for more and more parties with their “friends”.

Then Credence falls pregnant. Dreaming of red eyes and a dark face and long horns and fangs and he’s sobbing and soiled and can’t remember through the throes of his heat who it was, it could have been an Alpha that broke in after following him home for all he knew. 

And Graves, kind, understanding, loyal, gentle Mr. Graves who lives next door, tells Credence that he’ll care for him. Him and the baby. He gets to keep it, which is more than he could ever hope from any Alpha who knew him to be a fallen Omega. 

And the pregnancy is terrible and Graves feels twinges of guilt, but when the first trimester ends and Credence gains weight, becomes healthier, feels the baby kicking and turning and developing, he can tell just how happy his Credence is.

And there’s no doubt that Credence is his.

But then Credence grows paranoid and starts putting together the pieces, starts noticing those things he had chosen to ignore, maternal instinct telling him to protect his baby, and suddenly Graves is chasing the boy across New York, dragging him back and accidentally inducing an early labor. 

When Credence awakens Graves, worried about the boy’s reaction, gently tells him that he lost the baby.

When Credence finds his baby, with cloven feet and hands and bloody red eyes and black skin and fur and horns, he is repulsed at first. But a mother can never ignore the cries of their child and Credence is drawn to the black crib, to the small bundle swaddled in crimson. 

“You want me to be his mother.”
Aren’t you his mother?”

And Graves watches as Credence collects his baby in his arms, soothing the screams of the infant and gently kissing his baby, smelling himself and Graves and knowing in his heart of hearts that he would not change his sweet little one for the world and Graves could never part from them.

After all. God had chosen Mary, had he not? Why couldn’t Graves choose Credence?

caitcurious  asked:

I’m picturing Jackie as Hades, Hyde as Persephone. Who else but Jackie could reign peacefully over hell?

Hyde. Hyde could. Because he is calm. His… darker feelings are only for himself. He doesn’t explode, nor has violent outbrusts like Jackie often does.

Mythology calls Persephone the bringer of chaos, and people fear her for being the Hade’s equal and Queen. He was raised as this holy maiden that was supposed to be pure and good, but she just… broke all the social rules she was given and became her own person apart from her mother.

She also had a loving, yet controlling and jealous, mother. Pam Burkhart is in season 1 a better mother than in season 6, that’s why I was thinking of her as Demeter. Beautiful like in season 6, thinks high of herlsef, but is still a better mother, trying to bring back her daughter, even when she doesn’t want to.

Jackie yells, commands, demmands and makes chaos were she gets because her presense is so full of light and life, like Persephone’s is. She brings spring and leaves winter in her absense. 

She brings what Hyde has never known in the Underowld, were light never comes and were he has been deny love and loyalty. The chaos she brings in welcomed because it’s good, it gives him something he always wanted, that he deserves, and that makes him be better just as it makes her be better, and gives her freedom.

I don’t see Hades, calm and filled with sorrow, watching over those mortals who have lose their lives, being cheerful, full of life and laugh Jackie. Not at all.

I don’t see Persephone, full of love and desire for freedom, slowly understanding the world around her, in quit, cynical, closed as hell Hyde.

Most times, I like the idea of the inverse roles, but this is not the case.


Come, let us praise the Saints of North America,
Holy hierarchs, venerable monastics and glorious martyrs, pious men, women and children, both known and unknown. Through their words and deeds in various walks of life, by the grace of the Spirit they achieved true holiness. As they now stand in the presence of Christ who glorified them, they pray for us who celebrate their memory in love.

As the brightest sun, as the brilliance of the morning star, the precious feast of the Saints of North America has dawned for us, to illumine us and to set our hearts on fire, to imitate their godly lives, and to follow their example of zeal for God.

Rejoice, O mountains of Pennsylvania, Leap for joy, O waters of the Great Lakes, Rise up, O fertile plains of Canada, for the elect of Christ who dwelt in you are glorified, men and women who left their homes for a new land. With faith, hope and patience as their armor, they courageously fought the good fight. Comforted by the beauty of the Orthodox Faith, they labored in mines and mills, they tilled the land, they braved the challenges of the great cities, enduring many hardships and sufferings. Never failing to worship God in spirit and truth, and unyielding in devotion to His most pure Mother, they erected many temples to His glory. Come, O assembly of the Orthodox, and with love let us praise the holy women, men and children, those known to us and those known only to God,
and let us cry out to them: Rejoice, All Saints of North America, and pray to God for us.

Rejoice, O continent of North America, illumined by the Holy Gospel. Rejoice, every province, state, city, and town, which raised up citizens of the heavenly Kingdom. Rejoice, our venerable Father Herman, first Saint of our land. Rejoice, O Martyrs Juvenal and Peter, for your blood has watered the seed of faith planted in Alaska. Rejoice, O holy Hierarchs: Innocent, Tikhon and Nicholas, Rejoice, O holy Father Alexis and you righteous priests, Rejoice, All Saints of North America, for your light has shone forth to the ends of the earth. We beseech you to pray to Christ our God that our souls may be saved.

—  Selection of the stichera for the Synaxis of the Saints of North America, commemorated on June 18th.

“O Christ, the Good Son and the new Adam, in whom there was life, you became man and died as a man to restore life to us by your resurrection.

You desired that your Mother, the Virgin, be the second Eve and the cause of the salvation of the human race.

You did not refuse to taste death for us.

Your pure and immaculate Mother also tasted it, but like you, her body did not suffer corruption.

You seated her as Queen of angels and men.

In her the symbols of the prophets and the saying of the prophets were verified, and with them we exclaim:

Go in peace, Mother of the Life, you gave life to the world;

Go in peace, pure Eve, you gave us the good fruit of paradise to eat;

Go in peace, daughter of men, the Father has chosen you, the son has exalted you, and the Spirit has sanctified you;

Go in peace, second heaven, from whence appeared the

resplendent Star.

Holy is she who has elevated you in the earthly Jerusalem, the holy Church.

And now we ask the Lord, through your intercession:

may he grant true peace to the world, the fruit of love and justice, and eradicate egotism and pride, the source of all evil and sin.

May you who are pure and free of all fault, grant that we poor children of earth may not always turn our gaze downward, but that our spirits and our thoughts may soar towards the heights, from whence we come and to where we are going.

May your feast be a source of benefits and blessings for your children, living and dead, that they may find rest in heaven.

We shall praise the glorious Trinity, now and for ever. Amen.”

 - Maronite Prayer of The Faithful (divine office);Vol.3; Assumption of the Virgin Mary; Safro (morning prayer); Sedro

Faking It Drabble #5 (Rough Around the Edges from Dean’s POV)

Showering together should have felt normal. It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen each other naked before, after all. It was fun to watch the water droplets roll down her skin, following all of her curves before dripping away. And it was fun to feel her slippery skin, his fingers gliding over the silkiness of it.

But there was something more…intimate about this than he was prepared for. He had noticed himself slipping up- kissing her just for the hell of kissing rather than leading to anything, pulling her feet into his lap, watching her when she wasn’t looking. Showering together when it wasn’t one of the slips from the makeup bag was one more thing he shouldn’t be doing. She’d get the wrong idea.

He washed her body anyway, smiling and kissing every inch of her.

Holy mother of all things good and pure, this was going to kill him.

He had never done this before. She was on her knees before him, mouth open and pliant as he fucked into it, not giving a single fuck about anything other than how good she felt. He pushed into her farther than he ever had, her tongue sliding against him, and damn if he could form a single coherent thought. And he had never let go like this. He didn’t go slow, didn’t wait for her to do what she wanted, didn’t think about how he was going to repay her for this insane pleasure. He simply took what he wanted.

And then she was on her hands and knees, and he was biting into her shoulder, claiming her, pounding into her. He was totally gone. Wild, uninhibited, giving in completely to the primal desire coursing through him in a way he had never allowed himself.

Jesus Christ, she felt good. Hot, wet, tight around him, pulling him over some ledge that he wouldn’t come back from. And he let her.

She had his marks all over her. Something warm and possessive settled in his chest at the sight of them, and part of him wanted to keep her marked up all the time.

But those were just the endorphins of the fucking amazing sex he’d just had.

He needed to get out. The fresh air would break this sex spell, and remind him that this was just fun. Cooking a nice dinner for her was as good an excuse as any, and they both had to eat, right? So he kissed her forehead and left her in bed, while he ventured out into the real world to forget the way she sounded as she came on his cock, to forget the taste of her, to forget the way she screamed his name and clawed at him, always pulling him closer. And to forget that whenever she pulled him closer, he willingly went.

Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, through the prayers of Thy most pure Mother, by the power of the precious and life-giving Cross, through the intercessions of my holy Guardian Angel, and of all the saints, have mercy on me and save me a sinner, for Thou art good and lovest mankind. Amen.

shackled up [ao3]

a/n: for underbellamy b/c we all wanted parole officer cbellamy & delinquent clarke let’s be honest

wc: 1608

Bellamy frowns at the name listed on the case file currently kept in his hands, the manila folder crumpling slightly in his large hands as he glances dubiously at the luxurious mansion sitting on top of the hill.

He can’t really call it a house, because he’s pretty sure the driveway itself is bigger than his house, which is a humble one story thing that he’s rebuilt from scratch basically, what, with all the renovations he’d done.

But this? It’s fucking huge.

Glancing at the file again, and the greasy, pale looking mugshot attached - it’s true when they say there’s no conditioner in jail - he frowns again, feeling the deep crease between his eyebrows grow just a little bit more.

This surely can’t be right.

The delinquent he’s got on file is named Clarke Griffin, and she’s been let out early for multiple accounts of breaking and entering, along with aggravated assault - all petty crimes usually committed by those desperate enough to steal what they need.

He’s seen these types of people before in Arcadia - a ton of them, actually, thanks to his job as a parole officer - the kind who aren’t hardened criminals, but those who are just trying to survive on stealing and breadcrumbs, and Bellamy can’t help but pity them.

Because after all, he used to be one of those people.

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dear god

There is so much freaking vore in children’s media it’s not even funny like I swear

I was YouTubing (don’t question it) and then I came across a Cat in the Hat episode and like

so they’re like “let’s see why tummies rumble!” and then like they say “the best way to find out is to see one for yourself!”

And then the kids are like “*gasp* We’re going in someone’s TUMMY!?!?” all excited like and shit

And then before they go in one of the Things’ bellies, the Cat literally goes “who wants a tummy rub from the inside~?”

And then as they’re going down the esophagus the Cat literally is like “Don’t you just love a good squishy squeeze~?”

And literally when they go inside of the Thing’s tummy they poke it with something and are like “it’s squishy and squooshy!” and the Thing giggles because it’s like they’re getting tummy tickles.

I’m just like

dear mother of god

vore is literally all over the place in children’s media

and everywhere holy shit