honest with you

Princess of Themyscira: Part 4

AN:This chapter came fairly easy, I love how it turned out.

Words: 1813

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

The only thoughts on your mind as you climb the steps up towards your grandmother’s palace are ones of sleep. Your body aches, your spirit is sore, and to be completely honest, you feel a bit hollow inside. All you want is to collapse on your bed and sleep. Of course, life isn’t that easy.

    At the top of the stairs, you find your grandmother and your sisters waiting for you. You’re a bit surprised. Usually, by this time, they’ve drunk themselves into a stupor, having told each and every one of your mother’s battle stories. The hangovers typically last for days, and you’re usually the one to hold back your sisters’ hair in the morning.

    You say nothing as you take a seat at the top of the stairs, and turn to face the horizon. The sun is just beginning to rise, and no one seems inclined to say anything, so you sit in silence until Io finally asks, “What was she like?”

    You turn towards your sister and stare. You’d heard the stories, how Io had been madly in love with your mother, and how she had cried for days when she had been officially banished. After a moment you say, “You knew her longer, shouldn’t you know?”

    Artemis’s hand lands roughly on your shoulder, “We knew Diana, Princess of Themyscira. Warrior of the Amazons. We did not know Diana, mother of Y/N, Warrior of Man’s World.”

    You bite on your lip, “You don’t want to hear what I have to say.”

    “And why not?” Euboea asks.

    “Because it involves Man’s World. It involves my brothers. It involves my father, and however much love you have for my mother, and for me, you have just as much resentment for them.”

    “Have we ever shown this resentment? Said bad things?” Hellene asks.

    Your answer is swift and unforgiving, “Yes.” You can see the shock on the faces of your friends, of your grandmother, and from the rest of my sisters. “It didn’t take you long to accept me, despite being hesitant at first. But I remember the hushed whispers in those early days, what you all would say when you thought I wasn’t around.”
    You swallow thickly, “You hate my father for having taken my mother away, but if you knew my mother as you claim, then you would know that no one could make her do anything. And to understand who my mother became when she left here, you’d first have to understand my family. And that starts with my father. And to be honest, I don’t know if it’s a story you’re going to like.”

    There’s several long minutes of silence before Io finally says, “Diana was our sister. We wish to know her. You come from her, if you say we need to start with your sire, then that is where we shall start.”

    You take a shaky breath before nodding once, “Well, to start, he wasn’t my sire. He was my father, and whatever your misgivings toward men are, he was a good man. He was born into wealth, to a loving mother and father. My grandmother, his mother, wanted a child desperately and it took several miscarriages before she was able to have my father. But he was her world. And my grandfather, Thomas, was a doctor. He turned away from corporate America to help people. To try and relate to those less fortunate than him.

    “They were murdered in front of my father when he was eight. That one moment defined the rest of his life. He was left in the care of the family’s butler, Alfred.” You smile at the name, and pause for a moment as the memory of the older man takes center stage in your memory.

    “Alfred was amazing. Managed to raise my dad, and my brothers and even helped raise me. He and mom got along so well. He took care of cleaning and cooking, and everything, and anytime one of us had a problem we would go to him.”

    You pause to wipe away a tear, before continuing, “As my father grew up, he became obsessed with vengeance.”

“Of course.” Artemis’s voice is sure, understanding, as she says, “If any of us were in the same position we would do the same.”

You smile, “Except he didn’t.” You receive puzzled looks before saying, “He found the man who murdered his parents, only to find out he’d been hired to do the job. He had a gun in his hand, he could have killed the man but decided against it. Decided that he wouldn’t become the very thing his parents had tried so hard to fight.

“He went on a journey across the world. Trained under hundreds of masters in escape and martial arts. He was gone for nearly eight years, and when he returned, he took on the persona of Batman. He donned a mask and a cape, and worked to protect the city he loved. That’s how he met my brothers.

“Dick, Jason, and Tim all came to him in different ways. Each had their own journey with him, but they all were of the same mentality. To protect. It’s the same way he met Mom. The Justice League was formed out of need, not desire. Some Earth shattering crisis, where Mom first appeared. She thought dad was too broody. She worked so hard to get him out of his shell.

“The thing that did it was her almost dying. She took a hit for him. It would have killed him, but it only wounded her. Unlike most of the League, Dad didn’t have any powers. He was extremely smart, cunning, and a master of fighting. But he wasn’t invulnerable.

“Tim said that he never left her side after that. He refused to even eat until she woke up. And her first words to him were, ‘Your rules be damned, Bruce Wayne. I love you, and no matter how hard you push me away, I’ll fight even harder to get close.’ Jason said he just gave up after that.

“Dick said they became one of the most sappy couples ever after that. Only at home though. When they were in uniform they were all business. At least that’s what they claim. Dick said that a lot changed when he let Mom in. She didn’t let him isolate himself, or deny his feelings. She forced him to admit stuff, to become more open.

“My father, who apparently had a hard time admitting he cared, finally admitted that his number one fear was to lose those important to him; my brothers and my mother.”

You pause again to swipe at the tears running down your face. “I remember coming home from a night out with my brothers to find them dancing in the kitchen. We watched them for an hour. He was singing to her. Mom was the only one who could convince him to sing. He had such a pretty voice. He would have given her the sun and the stars if she had let him.

“My brother Damian came after they had been together for about two years. When my father had been traveling he met a woman named Talia. She was a smart woman. A strict woman. And a hell of a fighter. Unbeknownst to my father, a night together had created Damian.

“Damian resented Mom at first. Said there were months of snipes back and forth but my mother never backed away or coddled him. Any smart alec remark was met with one of equal standing until something happened that nobody would talk about. All I know is that Talia never came around again, and my parents were given full parental rights. I came about two years after that.”

“And?” Calyce asks.

You smile, “We were happy. We were a family. I grew up with four older brothers who meant the world to me. Who I could go to. My father wouldn’t go out on patrol without reading me a story before he left. Damian taught me fighting basics to defend myself. The others tried to coddle me too much, he said. But neither Mom nor Dad wanted me to join the family business.

“They wanted me to have a normal life, and I did. Or at least as normal as it can be in that situation. I grew up with the other league kids. I had chores and dance class. We had family trips and family dinners. Mom would tell me stories about her childhood. Dick taught me how to tumble, and Jason would taught me how to ride a bike. I’d spend hours playing video games with Tim. He made me my first cup of coffee for exams. Alfred nearly blew a gasket. Mom just took pictures.

“On weekends Mom would take me horseback riding, and we would race. My favorites memories are the ones of all of us together. Birthdays, galas, movie weekends. But my favorite is one of my mom and dad dancing.

“There was always something going on in the world. Some crisis, but I remember thinking I had never seen two people so at peace in that moment. I had never seen two people so in love. He used to call her ‘princess.’ And it wasn’t some in some condescending way either, it’s because that’s what she was, and she deserved that respect.”  

You take a deep breath, “My dad died about three months before I came here. It sent Mom into a rage. She destroyed that incoming fleet. Despite his own resolve not to kill he never tried to persuade her otherwise. He knew she did what she thought was best, that it was a last resort.

“What she did to that fleet though, it was pure vengeance. They had taken the love of her life away, and she was going to kill them for it. She became a different person after that. She was very withdrawn, and when the invasion got worse, they decided as a family that I needed to be saved.

“Alfred drugged me. Slipped something into the coffee Tim had made. They were all there as my eyes closed. They all told me how much they loved me. When I woke up, my mother was carrying me on the beach here. She’d packed a trunk with things she said were important. Put the key around my neck, and well… you know the rest.”  

This time, you let the tears come, you allow yourself to sob as you say, “She wasn’t so different from the woman you tell stories about.”

Artemis’s arms surround you, and she pulls you close, “She was very different, little one. She was a mother, not only to you but to your brothers. She was a wife. She was in love. She was a warrior.”

You swallow thickly, “She was Wonder Woman.”

Looks like a cinnamon roll, could actually kill you: Serena

Looks like a cinnamon roll, actually a cinnamon roll: Ray

Looks like they could kill you, actually a cinnamon roll: Other Ray

Looks like they could kill you, actually could kill you: Sebastian

Burned cinnamon roll, has literally been through hell and back, slightly charred: Sable

Liam and Jaal getting into a compliment battle that began very Innocent and honest.

“You are a most skilled fighter, Liam. I enjoy watching your prowess in the field.”

“Ah thanks mate you’re all good with that techie stuff. Fixed my shields a few time yeah? ”

“Yes well only because you so expertly kept me safe from wayward by bullets. I simply had to return the favor.”

“Of course, I did. Gotta protect our biggest asset, you know? Wouldn’t be good to let you get hurt.”

“Oh, but would not our crisis response be of greater importance? Where then would we be in a crisis?”

“Ah you would all manage, I bet. But we only got one Angara mate and that makes you priority one in my book.”

“Well, in mine, that would be you. I would not want to be caught in a crisis without you.

"Oh, uh, aha, well ah alright thanks yeah. Back at you.”

Or it devolves into Jaal making Liam feel like the stars and then they smooch and cuddle.

The Last of Us - Fan Cast

So I’ve been asked this question a lot, especially lately and I just figured I would throw something together quickly. I’m not great at this stuff, but I will share what I think. 

Joel: Hugh Jackman – I thought Hugh would be a perfect cast before they made Logan and Logan just reaffirmed he would be great for it. Honorable Mentions: Josh Brolin, Dylan McDermott, Gerard Butler & Jeffrey Dean Morgan. 

Ellie: Unknown – I’d like to see an unknown actress get cast in this role to be honest with you. 

Marlene: Sonequa Martin-Green – From the first moment I saw her on The Walking Dead, I thought she would be perfect. 

Bill: W. Earl Brown – I think he’d be a nice cast. 

Tommy: Andrew Lincoln – I think he’d be awesome in the role.

Henry: Michael B Jordan – I’d like to see him in the role. As far as Sam, I’d like to see a newcomer cast in that role as well. 

Tess: Cobie Smulders – When I saw her in Jack Reacher I thought she’d make a decent Tess. 

David: Gary Oldman – Gary is an awesome actor and I think he could play this creepy role well. 


My eyes widened in shock. Did Pippa really think this?

“No, of course you aren’t! Why do you think you are?”

“I look nothing like anyone in this family. Nobody else has purple hair or weird eyes like I do! Why am I so different to everyone else?”

I felt my heart breaking into pieces at my daughter’s words. As much as I hated it, she deserved to hear the truth. Sighing, I looked her straight in the eye.

“Okay Pippa, I’ll be honest with you. You aren’t adopted, okay? I carried you in my womb for nine months and gave birth to you myself. However… however, Luke…he isn’t your real dad.”

A wave of emotion passed over Pippa’s face.

“He-he’s not? Who’s my real dad? Does it mean that Destiny and I aren’t really sisters after all?”

Anniversary? (Gaston Imagine)

Request: I was wondering if you could write a Gaston x reader where everyone always thought that he was single in the village but in secret he already had a wife ? And the day they discover it ? Thank you very much ! - @httpslouisoh

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

You had been dating Gaston for a year before you agreed to marry him. It’s not like he didn’t ask sooner because he did you just weren’t ready to get married. 

You have been married for four weeks today and the only one that knew was Lefou. Not because you were trying to hide the fact that you were married because you weren’t. The topic just never really came up. And to be honest you thought everyone knew.

They should have realized that you were together because you wore a ring and you were always with Gaston. No Gaston didn’t wear a ring but only because he wasn’t that kind of person and you respected that.

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anonymous asked:

Hi I just wanted to say thank you so much for updating your blog with all of these concerts even though you can't go. I can't go either and it really hurt me so I can't imagine how it is for you to look up and find concert pictures and videos even though you weren't there... You're so kind and strong, Admin. Thank you for everything I love you ^^ 💗

Being honest with you, I’m a person that enjoys everything in a very private way. You’d laugh at me jamming to SHINee songs and singing fanchants in my room while following all the updates like crazy, but at the same time I feel so happy with it. Sometimes I feel even afraid thinking about how I’d react seeing SHINee live? I live my own feelings too much. And working on this blog for more than 2 years made me realize this is my special connection with SHINee and with all of you shawols. I can’t take care of SHINee and all of you as much as I’d like to, but I’m trying my best. So thanks to you for trusting this weird and complex human being. ♡

anonymous asked:

Bai bitch.

Oh, honestly people you might wanna blacklist : tw: drama. 

Truthfully I don’t know what this is. And I honestly don’t care. I’m not one to link myself to drama. Because it’s a waste of my time. I have things going on in the RL— just like every soul on here does. BUT — let me tell you something. I’m not going to deal with some anon trying to make shit funny when it isn’t. Or am I going to deal with someone who keeps constantly posting about how many people are unfollowing her ?? WHY ? Because first of all, you unfollowed them, so why the fuck are they going to keep following you? Second, of all, you’re rather pushy and disrespectful. You keep pushing and pushing, and I’m going to be dead honest on this post —- because you’re childish. I don’t care what this post looks like —

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Can I just be honest with you all for a second? I know there’s so much excitement about Ferrari and winners and everything, but I’m in tears that I even get to see Kvyat on the starting grid and see his name in the standings for another year. I’m crying. It honestly means so much to me, and I really thought he’d be gone.


An hour later, Quinn was sleeping and Calum was playing basketball outside, so Dominic and Fleur took advantage of that moment to relax and chat.

“So, are you still talking with that… guy online? Peter, was it?”

Fleur nodded and a spontaneous smile appeared on her face. “Yeah! He is so sweet… It’s like he always knows what to say. I just wish we could meet someday.”

Dominic didn’t seem impressed. “Mh. Listen, can I be honest with you without you getting mad?”


It was great watching Roxie turn into a child again. I mean, I act like a three year old most of the time if I’m completely honest with you, my doll friend, but she’s always been more serious and collected.

Playing with Corey though…I don’t think I’ve seen her laugh and smile like that since we first kissed, and her eyes sparkled and she looked so content with life that I wanted to kiss her again right away. I ended up saving that for later, though. Wasn’t sure what the workers would say!

Would you look at what I just wrote, Button! Roxie truly brings out the poet in me. How glad I am it’s just you who reads this, old pal!


Carrie: So, Chloe… I see your confidence is always going up and down.

Chloe: May I be honest with you, Carrie? That’s totally crazy! First week I’m first by votes, second week - barely anyone votes for me and I’m in bottom two. And I still feel like Catalina deserved this so much more, that I’m taking her place! I almost tied with her!

Carrie: That’s how modeling business works, Chloe. It’s a roller coaster. You’re allowed to be anxious at times, but remember, it’s your place and no one else’s. Prove everyone who gave up on you that they were mistaken. And prove the ones who believed in you that they’re right.

Chloe: Thank you…

If there is a single fanfic you should read right now it's:

something old, something new (something borrowed, something blue) by coalitiongirl

“Of course.” Regina’s smile gets strained, as it always does when Killian comes up. Emma thinks of Regina in hell, (to be honest, you’re too good for Hook), and she doesn’t think Regina will ever adjust to Killian as everyone else has.

“This isn’t your house,” Killian says defiantly. “When the real Regina tells me to go–”

“She won’t. She’s trying to be noble ,” Future Regina says, and Regina clenches her jaw together. “She’d smile through your whole wedding if she thought it’d make Emma happy. I remember.”

be you. be only you. (spoken word)

i started as a fossil of preconceived notions. predestined thoughts of what a woman should be. how a woman should act. how a woman should hold within herself her only desire; to be a woman. 

i was born into your arms where you whispered your fears on my crown. you cradled me, this bundle of a future unseen, tighter to your chest and let your bones fall in. surrounding me as you kept up with my brothers.

i grew into a well-watered house tree. like the one sitting behind the couch or the one stationed out by the front door, greeting guests as they seek peace and calm waters in your fortress of truth and honest sin. you watered me day in and day out. never missing your beat. apologizing when the water went brown or had floating specks of spiders in it that happened to drift into my muddy soil. you never once decided to ignore me. only to give me greater wisdom and views of your ways.

i sat in your living room, a twenty-year-old woman finding her frustrations with the world and the men and women who form it. you listened. letting your ears adjust to my words. my stories. my cries. my broken heart. my broken bones. you simply looked on and smiled as i continued. i’ll never forget your smile. the one filled with hope and a tune that would shake my bones and invite them to dance with your dusty limbs. 

i looked at your sun-kissed, golden hair and remembered where i started. a babe that held no idea of what being a female looked like. awaiting to be told what to do, but only to be surprised to find that the woman holding me, from who i came from, was going to be the very noise that would say differently. that would say “be you. be only you.”

@fiftyshadesofstelena I will answer you here,ok?My answer is a little long lol.

If Justin and Selena both marriage with other people ,well,i will accept.This is their life not my.
But,be honest,can you really imagine Justin marrying with a random girl?Can you imagine Justin erase Selena’s tattoo from his body?Can you imagine Justin stopping sing about Selena?Can you imagine Justin loving another girl how much he did love Selena?Can you imagine this?No.I know you can’t.
Selena love Justin too. Even with people deny this,and sometimes even Selena deny,but she really care about him,and did a lot for this relationship work,remember the hate of the  Beliebers that she suffer  still this days?She faced it,only to stay with Justin.I doubt she will do it for another person.Selena never will completely love someone like she did with Justin.What Justin and Selena had was special and rare.What they still feel is one in million.This is why the time pass but yet they still can’t get over one another.This is love.We are talking about first love.No one can compete with that.First love will always be in your heart for your whole life.

People ignore the fact that Selena and Justin lived together,talked about marriage and kids.They was thinking about  future together.Share a future.

I believe that Selena and Justin are meant to be.But who knows,maybe they never come back together.But i know one thing:I don’t regret nothing lol.For real.All this time shipping Jelena,i don’t have regrets,because i know that at least i ship true love.

sonamila  asked:

Hi Donny! Nice to meet you and I have question (maybe you respond already.... ANYWAY! ) I'm waiting like for a million year to hear your confession to April. When will you tell her your feeling?!?!

April, I have something I want to say. I’ve been waiting a long time to say it, but there was just never a right time. I’ve tried over and over, practicing the words in my head so that they came out just right. I think that now is that time for me to be honest and forthright with you.

April..*takes her hand* I ate the last brownie. I know everyone blamed Mikey but it was me.

Whew….it felt good to get that off my chest. 

anonymous asked:

Should I get married?

Do you feel like you know who you are? Do you feel completely open and honest with your partner, and have you gotten the impression they know who they are and are being open and honest with you? Are you where you want to be in life, or is marriage somehow a fix? 

In other words, I don’t know your situation, dawg(/dawgette). Good luck!