To say my grandmother was eccentric is an exercise in gross understatement. Particular to the point of painful, she needed everything done just so, or she would throw impressive fits, and claim she would never speak to the perpetrator again.
I have about 30 drarry fic recs on my AO3 account which can be found here: cinnamon_skullbut it’s no way inclusive of all my favorites, bc I’m generally bad about bookmarking. And the Drarry fandom has about a million, high-quality perfect stories that each deserve their own encyclopedia of praise and thanks.
Here are some of my favorites:
The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by Lettered Summary: Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It’s all right here, folks. NC-17, 54K+ words Commentary: This fic changed my life. I thought about it for DAYS. The writing is inspired, the dynamic wondrously deep and cutting and beautiful. IF you read any fic on this list, make it this one. Read anything by Lettered.
Like Diamonds We are Cut With Our Own Dust by raitala Summary: Draco has borne the mark of the Dark Lord for over ten years. It is familiar to him, but he pays the price for it every day, and Harry has noticed. PG-13, 10K+ words Commentary: This fic pulled me back into Drarry hell. It was inspired by this iconic Drarry art done by the endlessly talented @alekina; don’t let the first person POV throw you, it’s a thoughtful, powerful piece that subtly pulls you under its spell. READ IT.
Here Be Dragons by birdsofshore Summary: Harry doesn’t want to waste his time investigating illegal dragonhide trading, whether it involves a fetish club in Knockturn Alley or visiting a remote island in Wales. Why the bloody hell does Malfoy always have to be up to something? NC-17, 21K+ words Commentary: This is a relatively new fic (October 2016) and hits all of my favorite kinks and tropes - and there are dragons and leather. READ IT.
Turn by Saras_Girl Summary: One good turn always deserves another. Apparently. NC-17, 98K+ Commentary: Saras_Girl’s work is a MUST. This fic in particular was a wild ride from start to finish and made me laugh and pull out my hair, and you’ll fall in love with Frank the snake. A love story for the ages.
Azothby zeitgeistic Summary: Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care. NC-17, 88K+ words Commentary: Probably one of my favorite slow burn stories ever. I can’t even accurately express how much I love this fic – just, read it. Please. Also, anything by Zeitgeistic is HIGHLY recommended.
Coffee, Cakes and Doorknob Snakes by Omi_Ohmy Summary: Harry’s house is trying to kill him, and only one person can help him: pity it’s Draco Malfoy, NC-17, 40K+ words Commentary: This fic is hilarious. And has Parseltongue!!!! YES.
A Private Reason for This by Femme Summary: When the wife of a star politician in the Scottish Ministry turns up dead just outside Hogsmeade, Draco Malfoy and his murder investigation team are called in from the Edinburgh Auror force to find her killer. What DCI Malfoy doesn’t expect, however, is to have an ex from two decades past end up in his murder room, endangering not only his case, but also his heart. NC-17, 92K+ words Commentary: The story here is brilliant - a murder investigation that is as compelling as the drarry. I am quite taken with ALL the characters and their portrayals… Draco in particular is so well done and complicated and perfect.
The Invisible Man by Faith Wood Summary: Sometimes unforeseen side effects aren’t the worst thing that can happen to a person. NC-17, 48K+ words Commentary: Probably one of my favorite portrayals of Ron Weasley ever. EVER. Goes without saying, but all of Faith Wood’s works are stunning.
Running on Airby eleventy7 Summary: Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects. PG-13, 74K+ words Commentary: Beautiful. Just. Beautiful.
I know what you’re thinking, “Hold on a minute, I requested something ages ago and this bitch has the nerve to write this first? What a piece of trash.”
In response I say I’M SO SORRY OKAY I REALLY AM. THIS PROMPT WAS JUST LIKE PERFECT FOR MY MOOD BECAUSE I HAD JUST WRITTEN ABOUT RHYS AND HIS DAUGHTER AND I’M SORRY OKAY I’LL GET AROUND TO IT I PROMISE. NO REQUEST WILL BE LEFT UNDONE.
This was requested by the lovely @feysand17! I hope you like it! If you would like any other Feysand fics or ACOTAR and ToG in general, you can find my masterlist here.
Rhys was the most powerful High Lord in the history of
existence. He’d vanquished countless enemies, slain armies with his own, had
people quake with fear just at the mere mention of his name.
And yet he couldn’t get his baby girl to just take a nap.
He had closed the blinds to his home, shrouding them in
darkness. He had laid her gently onto a baby blanket on the floor only feet
away from where he was resting on the couch. He had sung to her, fed her, read
to her – all the tricks that usually worked.
And yet she had the nerve to just gurgle at him.
His baby was a wriggler. She was only nine months old and
yet she loved to play with whoever would give her their time. Of course
everyone in his family loved his daughter tirelessly so she never had a shortage
of doting family members to give her whatever she wanted. It had gotten to the
point where Azriel was coming to Rhys and Feyre with the most mundane ‘updates’
from his spies just so he had an excuse to come see their daughter. Feyre
assured him that he didn’t need to make up excuses to come but Azriel just
looked scandalized (and then proceeded to just come to the house whenever he
wanted). Mor was much more… aggressive with her love. She would just waltz into
their house and steal the baby away. No warning, no asking, she just did it.
She explained to Rhys in her most haughty voice that she simply could not go
shopping on her own and their daughter Eleana was the perfect companion. Once
Mor tried to take her without warning Rhys or Feyre and Rhys had to tell her to
stop. He did also want to spend time with her as her parent. Mor just scoffed
and said, “You get to live with her Rhysand, stop being so selfish.”
He didn’t even want to think about how bad Cassian would be
if he didn’t have a child of his own to look after.
Eleana started to make small, random noises, trying to get
her father to come pick her up.
Rhys, who was now sitting on the couch waiting for her to go
asleep, laughed at her efforts.
“No, my little butterfly. You need to go to sleep.”
Rhys didn’t know if she could understand a single word of
what he said, but her answering pout seemed to confirm that she did.
Her response was to roll so that she was on her stomach and
giggle as she started pulling at the red mat she was lying on.
“Eleana,” Rhys groaned.
If she didn’t go to sleep now she’d be a nightmare by late
afternoon. She would be grumpy, and that would make Rhys and Feyre tired and unhappy
too. They’d done this before - you’d think she’d have learnt by now to just go to sleep.
She let out a little squeal of delight at the attention and
shimmied her shoulders. It was a devastatingly cute action. Her bright eyes
that were the perfect match for Rhys’s and the matching onesie made her
irresistible and Rhys found his resolve wavering.
Eleana, oblivious to her father’s irritation, rolled so that
she was again on her back and started kicking her feet into the air as if she
“I am grown man, and I won’t give into you,” Rhys said
aloud, more to reassure himself than to tell his daughter.
He sent a quick message to Feyre down the bond to tell her
what their mischievous daughter was doing - or not doing.
His mate’s only response was so laugh down the bond and tell
him to deal with it. It was her day to shop with Mor and he had done this a
million time before and could do it again.
His daughter started shrieking – actually shrieking – in a bid to get his
“This,” Rhys gestured between himself and his daughter,
“isn’t going to happen. You may as well just give up and go to sleep.”
Using her arms and by extending her wings she managed to
push herself up into a sitting position. She had the same glint in her eye that
her mother always had when she was about to do something shocking or wicked.
She reached out and using the table small setting table next
to her pulled herself up onto her feet.
This wasn’t something new - she’d been doing it for weeks.
It started when Azriel and Cassian had been over and she had been crawling
around the floor between their legs. She was doing the same squealing thing she
was doing now but the three brothers were too deep in conversation to really
take notice of it. They knew she was happy and safe and they were content
enough with that knowledge to leave her to her own devices.
Eleana, not at all happy with that arrangement, had crawled
to her father feet and yanked on his pants until she was standing up.
The three men looked down at her in surprise and delight and
had instantly given her the notice she’d desired.
If she thought that old trick would work now. Ha. Try again
baby. Rhys: 1, Eleana: 0.
He was a grown man,
and he could resist the demands of a baby.
Rhys was saying it like a mantra at this point.
At not getting a response from him she pouted again - her
little lip sticking out and eyes going even bigger.
Rhys couldn’t help the smug smile that spread across his
His expression, however, changed into pure astonishment when
his daughter’s next move was to walk to him.
Her steps were slow and unsteady but they were steps. His little girl was walking for
the first time.
He slid off the couch and onto his knees and opened his arms
ready for his little girl to walk into.
She stumbled a bit but shot him a toothless grin and kept
She was a foot away from him when she tripped and nearly
fell, but Rhys was there ready to scoop her into his arms.
He lifted her up high and swung her around in a circle
before pressing a kiss to each of her rosy cheeks. With her little hands she
grabbed his dark hair that matched her own and pulled his face down so that she
could press a ‘kiss’ to his nose. Really it was more of a toothless bite but
the action made him swoon.
Come home now come
home now come home now He practically yelled at his mate. She would be
shattered that she missed it but they would make up for it with lots and lots
of walking in the future.
And indeed they did.
Feyre rushed home to be greeted by a bouncing baby and
ecstatic husband who she spent the rest of the day playing with. With Rhys at
one side of the room and Feyre at the other with their tiny miracle stumbling
between them, neither fae had ever been happier.
As far as Destiel goes, I am super torn between shipper Sam, and totally oblivious Sam:
Either, he has known they love each other for years (longer than Cas and Dean even), has been trying to drop subtle hints for ever, is so done with the staring and sexual tension whenever they go anywhere, owes his perfected eye-roll to these two idiots, probably has an account on some Supernatural fan site where he vents, has already half written his best man speech, and is THIS close to locking them both in a cupboard until the penny drops.
Or, he has always prided himself on his observation skills as a hunter, but where his brother and the angel are concerned he doesn’t have a clue. Dean gets up with a hickey on his neck and Sam wonders when the hell he had time to go out last night. They are sitting, staring at each other, and Sam just thinks, thank God for some quiet, I can get on with this research. He does frown when Dean insists on booking a separate motel room to him, but Sam’s got a cold at the moment so hey, maybe his brother doesn’t want to listen to him snore. In the end, it’s a tiny thing that gives the game away. The faintest brush of Dean’s fingers over Cas’s knuckles as he serves dinner one day in the bunker. And every little thing from the last six or so years suddenly slots into place, and Sam almost falls out of his chair laughing.
Zane: (rushes into the room and kneels) Y-Yes, my lord?
Aaron: I know we may have had our differences in the past…But I will consider pardoning you…if you can prove yourself worthy of my forgiveness.
Zane: Anything. I live only to earn your approval, my lord.
Aaron: …Go through the Nether portal and seek out a demon warlock by the name of Travis Valkrum…His hidden powers may prove useful, with a bit of persuasion. Return him to me alive and you will be granted to stay in my chambers, so long as I am present…Understood?
Zane: It shall be done, my lord.
Aaron: Good…Take this with you. It will help to track the man. (gives the shadow knight a purple glowing item in the shape of a star)
Zane: Thank you, my lord. (bows head before standing back up and leaving the room)
(I needed to write this after hearing Zane call Aaron’s body perfect in the Season 3 premiere)
I just want to express my thirst. EVERYTIME I SEE HIS LIGHT HUE OF CHOCOLATE CARAMEL SKIN I SIZZLE. HE IS PERFECT IN A SMALL PACKAGE. HE IS THE EPITOME OF UNCOVENTIONAL BEAUTY AND SEX APPEAL. I AM SO SPRUNG. EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS PERFECT EVEN THOUGH HE ISNT PERFECT. I CANT WAIT TO SEE HIM HAPPY AND MARRIED WITH A TON OF LIL BROWN MINI ME LOOKIN BABIES. GOD BLESSSSS HIS BEAUTIFUL MAN BREASTS. I WANT TO TASTE HIS RAINBOW, SUNRISE AND SUNSET. ok. i'm done. peace.
So, I never wrote a Namjoon vanilla scenario but it had to be done so here it is. I tried my best to make it perfect and I am seriously sorry if it’s not. Please take a bit of time and read it! It will mean a lot to me! And so so soooo sorry this is so long :(
Genre: Fluff,Smut | Teacher!Namjoon
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Word count: 3036
“Good Morning, Class!”
the professor said when he entered the room.
“Who is this?” you
asked yourself, eventually looking at the teacher’s desk. A tall man, young and
slim with blonde hair stood still, next to the desk. He placed his books and
papers on the table when everybody eyed him.
He turned his
attention to the class again, this time attacking everybody with a toothy smile.
You found yourself staring at him, at his face, analyzing every feature.
I basically cried a lot because of the fact that this bitch ass old motherfucker became president. I cannot think of any reason this might be good for anyone though I’ve seen many turkish politicians claiming him to be the better president than clinton when it comes to the turkish population. My future and dreams have probably been completely shuttered by something this stupid. I will still try my best and never chill on the fact that this orange faced bitch can change my plans and destroy whatever I wanted to create myself in my future. One good thing about this situation is that I was never more thankful to have so many great people around me whose existence in my life are of great importance and significance that I would rather spend my time with them than being in other places on my own. At this point, and this sounds a bit like a speech after you win an award, but it is almost the same thing as he is the best award I’ve ever had metaphorically without doing anything to deserve this or never going to be able to deserve someone as perfect as him, I want to thank my boyfriend, the person who has been teaching me so much in the last months. The person, who has been showing me what unconditional love means, what it means to really have someone by your side who protects you, who every single day and minute gives you the feeling of being wanted and loved and desired. He has been showing me how beautiful life can be and I am so grateful to have someone like him. I have never been so grateful in my life at all. I don’t want to talk so much about him because he is only mine and I’m always afraid of someone trying to get what is mine because of jealousy and I wouldn’t even be mad at the fact that someone would want to have him after I talk about him, I would even understand if someone falls in love with him just by me telling you about him cause there is no way not to fall in love with him. He is simply perfect without even trying. He always has the perfect words to make my heart melt, to make me feel happy. I am not an easy person and how he handles me and how much love he gifts me is unbelievable. I am so thankful for everything he has ever done for me and I cannot thank him enough for his patience. He has the biggest heart out of everyone I’ve ever met and I can’t believe how lucky I am to have this man in my life let alone to be able to marry this man one day.
If you read this, I promise I will always stay by your side as long as you love me I will make things work and try my best to meet your love and effort.
I love you, so unconditionally
magi labyrinth of magic: characters you should and shouldn't fight.
Aladdin: Do not fight. WHY? HE IS A PRECIOUS PERVERTED BLUE JESUS. HE SHOULD NOT BE FOUGHT. Also he will wreck you. He will Dhoruf Sabaha your ass to outer space and the whole world will cheer. His friends at the very least will wreck you before you even engage in a battle. And if you do manage to land a scratch on him… (why would you)… three angry powerful parents will come back from the void just to punch your face in. See Judal for more info on what happens when you try to fight this kid. Do not engage at all costs.
Alibaba: You can fight him. He will enjoy it even if he gets wrecked. Which I doubt he will unless you are djinn equip handler or magician. (Or can parry like a boss). He learns a lot from fighting and enjoys healthy little quarrels. If you do win. Be careful of his gang. They will fuck you up. So in essence: Fight him. But at what cost?
Morgiana: YOU BETTER FIGHT HER. She will kick your ass but you will be okay with it. You will not win at all. There is no hope for you. BUT YOU WILL BE PLEASANTLY KICKED IN THE FACE. FIGHT HER FOR ALL OF US. Just be prepared for a world of pain. So do engage at all costs.
Hakuryuu: Do not fight. He is a pissed and an emo asshole right now. He won’t be able to deal with your shit and send you straight for the void. Good news is that while you are in the void you can fight alibaba and Judal. bad news. THE MOTHERFUCKING VOID. DONT FIGHT. IT AINT WORTH FIGHTING THE OTHER TWO. JUST WAIT. (but as soon as the war is over please engage to your hearts content). Summing this up: be patient and don’t fight him.
Sinbad: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. PLEASE FIGHT HIM. YOU WILL LOSE BUT GO FOR A PUNCH TO THE FACE AT THE VERY LEAST. DONT EVEN LET THE FUCKER KNOW YOU ARE ABOUT TO FIGHT JUST OUT RIGHT HIT HIM IN HIS STUPID HANDSOME FACE. He is a jackass. But he is my jackass. He needs to be taken down a notch. that or he will just laugh at you like I will. He may even punch you back and you will be knocked out in one blow. But for all intents and purposes: please fight this man. He will love it. Ja'far and the other generals will love it. The tourists will love it. and most importantly you will love it.
Toto: Please fight. She wants to fight you so bad. In fact she already is fighting you. You just are not aware. fight her. you have a 25% chance of winning. Those odds are pretty high compared to most people in magi. So do engage.
Olba: sure why not. Fight him. I honestly have no idea how this one will go. The fucker probably deserves it. He probably has gone to fight Hakuryuu which I already strongly said not to do. Fight him. For science.
JUDAL: ENGAGE. ENGAGE PLEASE. HE CONTINUOUSLY FIGHTS ALADDIN AND EVERYONE I TELL HIM NOT TO FIGHT. FIGHT THIS FUCKER. YOU WILL WIN. ESPECIALLY RIGHT NOW. YOU HAVE A 25% OF LOSING ON NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES. FIGHT HIM PLEASE. I WANT TO SEE HIM SCREAM. I WILL MAKE POPCORN. I LOVE THIS ASSHOLE BUT HE NEEDS TO BE PUNCHED. HE IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FIGHT ALADDIN BY THE WAY SO DO FIGHT.
Kouha: HAhaHAhaHAhaHA No. do not engage. You will die. You won’t just get REKT. YOU WILL DIE. HE WILL KILL YOU AND THEN LAUGH AT YOUR CORPSE. It will be funny to me but not to you. SO DO NOT ENGAGE THIS FUCKER.
Koumei: Why would you fight him? All he does is sleep and complain. Sure you can fight him. But you will be fighting a sloth. unless you actually wake him up. Then prepared to get REKT. Example A: That mountain. Once he woke up all hell broke loose. So engage but quietly.
Kougykou: No. Do not fight. Not just because she is a precious fish princess. But because she is a fish princess that will fuck you up. Wanna die from water? This your way to go. Wanna live? Do not fucking fight.
Hakuei: Ha. that is funny. do not fight. She is a fucking storm waiting to wreck you. Go ahead and fight when you are ready to be killed. You might enjoy it though. But it won’t be worth the pain. So do not engage. I just don’t want to see her angry because I’m pretty sure a bit of insane gyokuen will come out and thrash you. Do not engage.
Kouen: FIGHT THE GOAT. You will lose but at least you can tell your friends you fought a man goat. Goat man??? Engage. But you will be ganked by him and his siblings. Hakuryuu might join in just to hurry up his battle with his brother. So fight but away from the others.
Titus: This is a similar scenario to Aladdin. HE IS TOO PRECIOUS DO NOT FIGHT. IF FOUGHT EXPECT TO BE REKT. SCHEHERAZADE WILL COME BACK FROM THE GRAVE TO KILL YOU IF YOU FIGHT HER PRECIOUS SON. DO. NOT. FIGHT. PLEASE. I DONT WANT TO WATCH THIS. do not engage him.
Yunan: Fight this fucker. You will win because he will surrender after you punch him. But be careful. He will stalk you and creep on you because he likes to show his love and payback in a more subtle way. But please do punch. He is stronger than he looks but is lazy. Mr. Runawayfrommyresponsibilities himself. So do engage.
Ja'far: Why do you want to die so quick? He will kill you. HE WILL STAB YOU IN THE FACE AND SAY, “OOPS MY HAND SLIPPED.” Then he will go and smile at Sinbad who will high five him. So do not engage in combat. Not a fun time.
Muu: Fight him. He will fight you. He will fight the sun. He will fight everyone. Fight this fucker. Please fight. He is adorable when he punches people’s face in. DO FIGHT.
Gyokuen: FIGHTTHISBITCH. FIGHT HER. RESURRECT HER AND FIGHT HER AGAIN. GOOD BYE YOU FUCKING INCEST LOVING WITCH.
Solomon: No. Do not fight. DO NOT FUCKING FIGHT. I WILL REPEAT. DO NOT FIGHT. HE WILL DHORUF SABAHA YOUR ASS AND THEN DHORUF LUYILA YOUR ASS INTO THE GROUND. NOT TO MENTION HIS WIFE WILL FUCKING STAB YOU. DO NOT ENGAGE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES.
Sheba: Don’t you FUCKING DARE. THIS WOMAN WILL EIGHT WALL DEFENSE YOU INTO A VOLCANO. GOOD BYE FUCKER. SEE YOU NEVER.
Ugo: WHY. FIGHT. HIM? just kick fucking puppies. You know what? Since the thought came into your mind. Fight him. He will crush you and then Solomon, Arba, Sheba, ad Ithnan will gank you if you do just so happen to win. I’m not saying it is impossible. I’m just saying that enemies will join up just to make sure you die. DOUBLE DEAD. So engage if you like dying.
Arba: She likes to fight. So go ahead and fight her. With magic? You might win. With sword fighting? TIME TO GET STABBED MOTHERFUCKER. So fight her. But with magic so you might win.
Ithnan: Fight him. It will be fun. I mean for you. You will win guaranteed. Touch Setta though. You will lose you fucker. Simple. Got it? Good.
Setta: Do not fight. Do not fight. Just no. He will kill you because I have a feeling you fought Ithnan and he will fight you automatically and wreck your stupid face. So do not make it worse by engaging him. Just accept your beating.
Tess:????? why????? Wait. David. Never mind. Do not fight or get wrecked by his parents and parents friends.
Falan: Don’t fight. She is a fiery red head. She will destroy you. Especially if you hurt anyone she loves. Be prepared to burn. So do not engage.
Wahid: Fight this fucker. He thinks Falan’s boobs are his. They are everyone’s. The fucker can’t have them to himself. But of course ask Falan before you touch her breasts. Cause if you don’t he has every right to cut you. But fight him. You should try.
Yamraiha: Do not fight. You will get owned. You will be destroyed by her and her water magic. She will turn you into nothing but steam. So don’t fight.
Pisti: FIGHT THIS CHILD. SHE NEEDS IT. SHE CRAVES THAT FIGHT. So fight her.
Spartos: WHY WOULD YOU FIGHT THIS CINNAMON ROLL? He will own you. BUT STILL. DO NOT FIGHT.
Hinahoho: FIGHT HIM AND DIE. HE IS AN EIGHT FOOT MAN OF DEATH. LET US NOT EVEN TALK ABOUT HIS WIFE WHO IS STRONGER THAN HIM. BA BYE.
Drakon: Do not fight this beautiful man. He too is innocent and perfect. Plus his wife will kill you.
Masrur: Please fight. He also likes to fight. He will win though. Just a warning. Literally fight all fanalis I am pretty sure it is their way of saying I love you. So do fight.
Sharrkan: he fight everyone. He loves to fight yam most of all. So yes. Fight. But you have to wait until him and Yamraiha are done fighting. You may even win.
Mira: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT FIGHT. UNLESS YOU LIKE TO BE STEPPED ON BY HOT BISEXUAL LADIES. THEN FIGHT. SHE WILL OWN YOU AND IF YOU ARE A MAN SHE WILL OWN YOU AND THEN THROW YOU IN THE TRASH WHERE YOU BELONG. (her thought process not mine) SO DO NOT FIGHT.
Kassim: Do not fight because no. I miss the guy. Don’t fight because he has been through enough.
Scheherazade: Fight but you will die. She may be old but she still kicks ass and asks for names later. Have fun and be yourself and she may spare you.
Myron: kick ass ask questions later is the Reim way.So yes you can fight her and it will be worth it but do you want to die? Lots of blood everywhere buddy. SO maybe not. Do not fight???
Lo'lo’: Please fight. So he can crush you like the insignificant worm you are. DIE MOTHERFUCKER.
Mogamett: I would fight him. He is old. He may be powerful but while he reminiscing about the past just punch him in the face. Instant win.
Marga: WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND KIDS OH MY GOD. SO FUCKING NO.
David: Ha. You better fight this man. Do it for the vine.
Irene: The blonde ones are the ones that will kill you and laugh and then keep killing your corpse until you are extra dead.
Myers: Fight her. Again. Will lose. And she will crush your head between her boobs or thighs depending on her mood that day.
Serendine: You have two choices: Fight and die. Don’t fight and don’t die.
Barbarossa: FIGHT THIS DICK RIGHT NOW. HE DONT EVEN CARE ABOUT HIS CUTE FIANCE OR HIS ADORABLE BROTHER. DIE FUCKER DIE. I WANT TO SEE BLOOD. GO KILL HIM BABES. GO AND CONQUER HIS STUPID ASS. So do fight.
Dunya: Um no. Don’t fight. She is too perfect. And she will kill you. So keep on scrolling we are almost at the end.
Aum Madaura: Aw yeah. Fight this bitch. She deserves it. The least you can do is give her something like a punch to the boob. Specifically her left boob. She has some weird ass kink with little boys which makes me want to puke. So you might puke. While fighting her. So yes, please fight for the sake of all the little boys out there.
The more I think about it (and I can’t stop), the worst it becomes :( In my first comment I said that maybe I like Solavellan more than for my Cullen/Trev. Well… there’s no “maybe” there anymore.
I was a Cullenmancer before, and Solas was my second favorite. In base game I could easily get my heart shattered into a million pieces by him and then reload to my Cullenmance Inquisitor, and feel happy again. And when I started this DLC, I had this fluffy, heartwarming romance going all perfect, with a wedding and a dog and settling down, and I loved it, it felt a little “too easy”, but great nonetheless. And then I did a Solavellan run.. and this scene ruined everything for me. I can’t go back to Cullen anymore, it feels like there’s something missing.
Solas romance was always unique, every scene with him is so carefully constructed, you can see that he’s fighting it, that he tries to stay in control, and then he just snaps and grabs your butt and eats your face (lol, sorry :), but no other scene, not even the waterfall one, is as powerful as this one. It is CRUSHING, it hurts so, so bad, you can see that he loves you more than anything, but his guilt and desire to right his wrongs and to save his people pushes him away. It is pure, delicious suffering and I just can’t go back anymore. I am doomed to be trapped in sadness.
IKR ? I was gonna romance Cullen, dammit you egg man!
These are some of the worst tags I’ve seen on this post (my part was, again, a joke based on the Freedman tweet). There are plenty of other ones that are along the same lines.
I’ve thought a lot about the Hamilton fandom and how to reconcile the fact that the historical people the show features were all either active in or complicit with the slave trade, with the fact that it was written with an antiracism and antixenophobia message. What I’ve seen work best, and what I try to do, is to maintain a strict separation between the musical characters and the historical figures, and to not lose sight of or excuse their atrocities. I am not saying that is a morally perfect approach or that I have not done or said shitty things, but that’s what I am trying to do and that’s what I think works.
This does not work. This is really, really uncomfortable. George Washington does not need you to defend his honor, George Washington should never be called adorable. George Washington was a man who gained a fortune through the enslavement of other human beings and was so cowardly that he was unwilling to take even token action against that system until he was no longer personally benefitting from it. And my post is plainly speaking not about the Christopher Jackson character Washington, but historical Washington (in a way that was intended to be mocking).
Talking about a slaveowner in this way is incredibly racist. Several of you indicated that you knew he was a slaveowner, but acknowledging that fact does not absolve you of treating him like an adorable harmless child or as though he is immune to criticism. It makes me incredibly uncomfortable that the kind of fandom atmosphere we’ve created is one where these things are seen as acceptable to say.
A girl grows up thinking about her wedding day. About the courtship, the engagement, the parties, and most importantly walking down the aisle to her one true love who promises to have and to hold until death do you part.
But what happens if the man meeting you at the end of the aisle was a consolation prize? What if the man before him was such a fantastical romance that nothing else in the world could ever have compared and as such you find yourself bored? What if the man meeting you in front of your friends and family was a wonderful person and loved you very much, but just wasn’t what you wanted?
I asked for some time to prepare claiming I needed beauty rest my bridesmaids all scattered doing everything they could to please the bride the night before her wedding. But in truth I couldn’t stop thinking, even when the door to my room opened I could get him off my mind…
um... i dont mean to be rude or anything but why do you like makoto so much?? i mean yeah people say he's the "perfect husband" or whatever but thats boring. so... why??????
Where does that thing comes from that being nice = boring.
I like– love Makoto because of who he is.
He is nothing but sweetness.
He is friendly, he is composed, he is loving, yet dorky and absolutely good-hearted.
He cares for family as well as friends and he is not afraid of letting you know. If you need a shoulder to lean on or strong support, he is the one to go to. He will never ever leave your side, he will never ever force you into things you may not be prepared for. He will value you with all of his heart and love you endlessly.
He is good to everyone around you, there is no negativity when it comes to him, but at the same time he will not stand by and watch if someone is being unfair or cruel.
I love him because I truly am so done with those “bad boy” types, there is too much drama with them and they are nothing less than cliché these days.
He is such a good good guy and there is nothing freakin’ wrong with actually being a good human being! If being good makes someone boring, man I don’t wanna meet the people you hang with.
Also, best smile;
Most importantly, despite how much he is called “perfect”, he really isn’t.
He has flaws too to give him a more complex appeal; he is easily scared, he is way too selfless which causes troubles for him at times, like when he held back his own emotions after Haru’s incident in High Speed or rushed to save Rei in epi. 6.
Jesus man, people want a Makoto in their lives, because being loved so much by someone is so priceless and I cannot stand when people hate on his character due to the goodness he possesses.
It is too pathetic, honestly.
It is no fucking wonder that Nanase Haruka sings about wanting to have him in his life always!
Prompt: one anon asked: I don’t know if you’re still taking requests, but could you write an imagine where Poe decides to do something super bold and public to confess his feelings to the reader. But in the process of it he gets nervous and stutters a lot like the cute cinnamon roll he is. And the reader is embarrassed too because the entire Resistance is watching and cheering! Thank you! and another asked: Could you do an imagine where the reader is joking around with another Resistance pilot and doesn’t realize the pilot is flirting with her and Poe getting jealous?
A/N: Made this part 2 on Moons and Back, you can find part one HERE! I’m still powering working through my queue, if you do have a request I asked that it’s a little more detailed than just “Do smut” or “Write fluff” give me a scene to be creative with, give me as much detail as you can so I can keep you happy with what I write. THANKS!
You walked across the tarmac inspecting each X-Wing for anything that seemed out of place. Though you were usually put in charge of Poe’s X-Wing alone today the resistance was understaffed and required you to do the daily pre-flight inspections.
“Hey, you’re Poe’s girl right?” You heard a voice say from behind you. You quickly turned to the origin of the voice to see it belonged to one of the newer pilots standing behind you. He would have been only a little older than yourself and looked quite handsome and fresh faced.
“I’m Poe’s friend but not his girl,” though you knew that on base you were often referred to as Poe’s girl, you both weren’t actually together. You did harbor feelings for him but knew they weren’t returned.