i may go back and fix it

 @irhen07  replied to your post “Because I often see Jowan referred to as unlucky… Never forget that…”

I don’t really agree with you. He actually tried to take lilly with him and she is the one who refuses. Also, when you face him at redcliff he willingly stays to try to fix his mistakes. Also, he accepts your decision of killing him or sending him to the circle because he truly regrets what he is done. If you told him to go away and never go back, you’ll find him again, he has became a healer and he is protecting some refugees from the darkspawn.

So yeah, he takes terrible decisions and may be selfish at first. But he aknowledges it and makes an active effort to redeem himself

I think we’ll probably agree to disagree (I have a few mutuals who disagree with me on this) , but this is a good discussion. :D

I won’t condemn Lilly for staying because it’s only on the cusp of leaving that she Jowan revealed what he was and she learned how deeply he’d deceived her. Imena, at that point to realize the person she’s leaving with is a blood mage? For a Chantry Sister? But I would maintain that he did abandon her. The honourable choice would have been for him to stay, fess up completely and do his best to exonerate Lilly and the warden. Instead, he ran and left them both to fend for themselves. 

I’m really not too impressed with him at Redcliffe either. I mean yeah, he offers to help fix his mistakes, but he then makes it clear that fixing those mistakes doesn’t mean actually leaving the cell to aid the warden in killing the undead.

I understand he’s capable of redemption, but up until the warden frees him and he escapes to help the refugees, it’s not a driving force in him. He’s definitely all about regret, but there’s nothing admirable about regret if it’s not backed up by action. 

But you’re right, if the warden frees him, he does seem to finally (to me at least) understand that the regret is not enough. Unfortunately, my warden never gives him that chance, and although I personally think he was wrong to kill Jowan, I don’t think he was unjustified. 

And now I’m wondering what it would be, in my headcanons of a somewhat more self-centered Jowan, that would finally flip the switch and makes him redeem himself. I’m going to fiel that away for a future fic!


Baby Steps - Jughead Jones Imagine (Riverdale)

Originally posted by diltons

Warnings: None 

Request: Anon: Can you please do 27 and 28 with jughead? 

27. “Isn’t he just the cutest?” 

28. “I want a child.” 

Summary: Jughead is helping the reader babysit their baby brother and they start to talk about themselves as a couple.

A/N: I’m sorry it isn’t as romantic as either one of us had hoped but I do hope you enjoy it anon!! Xx 

Little (B/N) had just turned 3 and he was such a happy little kid. Everyone in Riverdale adored him, he even had Jughead wrapped around his little finger. So when you were asked to babysit him, Jughead immediately volunteered to help. So here you are playing with (B/N) in you lounge room, waiting for Jughead to arrive. 

“Jughead coming?“ A little voices asks beneath you. 

“Yes bubba, he’s coming soon, he’s probably gone to get some food," 


“No sweetie, not for us. I’ll buy you some when I get home from school tomorrow. Ok?" 

“Ok,” and he goes back to playing with his train set. The sound of your doorbell interrupts play time. 

“Come in!“ You shout getting up from your cramped position on the floor. 

“Juggy!!” You hear the 3 year old shout. 

“Hey bud,“ he responds scooping him up into his arm, "Guess what I brought you?” He asks holding up a Pop’s bag. 

“Pop’s!!“ He starts giggling, ”(Y/N) said that you weren’t going to bring anything.“ 

“Well I couldn’t leave my little bud hanging, could I?" 

“No!” (B/N) giggles.

“Come on boys, we can’t get any crumbs on the carpet. Mum would kill me,“ you interrupt, setting the table. The boys laugh as they walk (or in your brother’s case, run) into the room. After you eat all the food (and pay Jughead for half of the Pop’s), you all migrate to the lounge room. 

“You wanna watch a movie baby?” You ask to the excitable child. He races over to the DVD collection and picks out ‘Ice Age’

“Really (B/N/N)? Ice age? Again?“ Jughead mocks at your brother while settling into the middle of the couch. After putting the movie in you sit down next to your boyfriend while your brother cuddles up to him on the other side. At the end of the movie you check on your brother only to see him fast asleep. 

“Isn’t he just the cutest?” You softly ask as Jughead moves his arm from your shoulders to pick up your brother. 

“No, no I can do that,“ you say reaching for your brother. 

“(Y/N) sit down, I’ve got him I’ll be back in a sec,” he smiles to you. True to his word he returns almost as quickly as he left. 

“Your so good with him, he idolises you,“ you tell him as he re-enters the room.

“Yea well he’s a good kid,” and after a brief pause, “and has a very good taste in idols." 

“Oh shut up!” You giggle, cuddling up to him. He looks down at you smirking. 

“You’re not too bad with him either,“ he leans down to kiss you. You stop him just before his lips reach yours. 

“Seriously though, how do you do it?” He rolls his eyes. 

“I want a child.“ He simply answers before closing the space between you two. After a few kisses you lean away. 

“Wait, you want a child?” humour lacing your voice.

“Yea, that’s what I just said.“  

“Huh,” and you just sit in silence thinking.

“(Y/N)…what are you thinking about?“  

“The future, us, school,” he kisses you.

“Well you won’t need to worry about us, I’m not leaving your side any time soon,“ he kisses you between each sentence, "your grades are impeccable,” he kisses you jaw and moves back up to look into your eyes, “and you have an amazing family who love you. You have nothing to worry about.” You kiss him again before the jingle of keys interrupts your moment with Jughead. 

“Hey kids, how’d it go?“ 

“It went great, he’s currently asleep so we’ll have about…” you check the time, “20 minutes before he wakes up." 

“That gives me enough time to nearly fix up dinner, Jughead are you staying for dinner?" 

“Sure Mrs. (L/N), I would love to stay for dinner.” You smile at him and cuddle into him. You may be a fairly new couple, but you always start with baby steps before you learn to walk. And it seems it was (B/N)’s steps that brought you to your significant other. 

A/N: Y/N = Your name, B/N = Brother’s name, B/N/N = Brother’s nickname Let me know what you think!!!

Color Adjusting for POC with PSDs Made for White People

Since there aren’t half as many PSDs or coloring tutorials designed for POC, I figured a better way is to show people how to adjust the PSDs or techniques they already have on hand instead.

Things we will look at:

  1. How to recognize white washed POC**
  2. How to fix it

I’ve divided it into 3 parts under the cut :D

**This is also for people who reblog things and want to know what is and isn’t white washing

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Enchantress (Beast/Adam Imagines)

Request : May I request that the reader is the enchantress that lays the curse on the Beast but instead of Belle breaking he spell, its the Enchantress that stays with him? - @lewaotic

Originally posted by braedens

You were the enchantress, also known as (y/n). Your job was to fix people for the better. Which is how you got in this situation.

 "Please, may I come in I’m really cold and sick.“ You coughed into your hand as the rain hit your back. "I can give you this.” You raised your hand to show Prince Adam a single rose.

 He laughed in your face. “Only beautiful people are aloud in here so I’m afraid you are going to have to leave.” Adam looked you up and down and looked away in disgust.

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okay, you wanna know why I’m for including all aces in the LGBT+ community?

at one point I thought it was pretty safe to ID as ace publicly. I had some of those ideas that people who want to exclude “cishet” aces (and aroaces as well) think. I didn’t agree with everything, especially since I’ve seen aces included in the community since pre-AVEN days, but I did think coming out as ace wouldn’t be that big of a deal. so when I decided to start coming out where local people outside my most trusted level of friends and relatives could see I decided to come out as ace before telling them I wasn’t heteroromantic or cis. it seemed a safe way to test the waters.

holy fucking hells, was I wrong.

some friends I hadn’t told before dropped me as a friend, or all but dropped me as a friend, only interacting with me when it benefits them or they think they have a chance to try and encourage me to embrace Christ so by His grace I can be fixed. I’ve been told asexuality is caused by Satan, I’ve been told asexuals are dirty queers, I’ve been told I’m a pawn Satan uses to convert people to the “LGBT lifestyle” and keep them from being saved. I’ve gotten other BS too that I won’t go into.

it was bad enough I shoved every other LGBT+ part of me so far back into the closet locally because if just being ace got me all that being multiple LGBT+ identities and out about it could just make it even worse.

while it may not be like this everywhere, I’ve heard of other aces with the same experience. which is why I feel the community should be open to all aces. because some aces do face this much discrimination just for being ace, even if they’re “cishet.” because those people that do experience that need the support of the community. because sometimes what they face is comparable to what the rest of the LGBT+ community faces.

I know some of you who read this are going to assume I’m exaggerating or even lying, I’m use to that, I’m use to people attacking me telling me that I’m exaggerating or lying. but this is something I feel must be said. must be restated. because it’s important.

because the asexual experience isn’t something as black and white as many discoursers make it seem. some have it easy, some have it a whole lot worse, many have it somewhere in between. there are parallels to how asexuals get treated compared to the rest of the LGBT+ community sometimes. because at least some aces, even some “cishet” aces, need the safe spaces and support the LGBT+ community can provide.

It was a fine day. A sky you could fall into, and never mind how far. The copper beeches near the house had gone to gold and rust, and a sweet, nippy little breeze whirled the fallen leaves round in skittish circles. Jamie remembered another day with air like blue wine, and Claire in it. 

Lord, that she may be safe. She and the child. For an odd moment, he felt as though he stood outside himself, outside time, sensing Claire’s hand warm on his arm, her smile as she looked at Willie— red-faced, tearstained, and obviously miserable, but still his bonnie wee lad.

The Scottish Prisoner

Would Bree and Roger ever go back [to Lallybroch]? I wondered suddenly. She’d mentioned it, when the notion of their leaving became fact and they had begun to plan. 

“It’s vacant,” she’d said, eyes fixed on the twentieth-century-style shirt she was making. “For sale. Or it was, when Roger went there a few years— ago?” She looked up with a wry smile; it wasn’t really possible to discuss time in any customary way. “I’d like the kids to live there, maybe. But we’ll just have to see how … things work out.”

She’d glanced then at Mandy, asleep in her cradle, faintly blue around the lips. 

“It will work out fine,” I’d said firmly. “Everything will be just fine.” 

Lord, I prayed now silently, that they might be safe!

An Echo in the Bone


Summary: You and Justin film him doing your make up for your youtube channel.

 Your P.O.V 

“Okay, you ready?” I asked my boyfriend, Justin, as he sat down besides, in front of the camera I set up.

 “Yeah, let’s do this” he said, clapping his hands. I nodded and turned towards the camera, fixing my hair before starting.

 “Hey guys. Today i’m here with my boyfriend, you may or may not know him. Justin everyone” I said and he came into the view of the camera. 

“Today, Justin here, is going to be doing my make up” I said, pointing to his face causing him to grab my finger and pull me in for a kiss. I pulled away and laughed, turning back to the camera. 

 “Okay, let’s go” I said, throwing my hands up into the air in excitement. 

“Here is a box full of my make up. Knock yourself out” I said, handing Justin my make up. “Okay….erm…I don’t know what any of this is” He said, looking at me. 

 “Just do what you think is best” I said, kissing his cheek making him smile at me and kiss my cheek back. 

“Okay, well i’m going to use this” He said, pulling out my foundation and held it up to the camera. I smiled slightly. He’s so cute

 He put quite a lot on the back of his hand, making my eye widen slightly.

 “Okay, that enough foundation” I said, pulling it out of his grasp as he was going to keep pumping it on the back of his hand. 

 “Oops” He said, looking at me with sorrow. I pouted and kissed him on the lips, making him smile. 

 “It’s okay boo. Now what are you going to do” I asked, pulling away so he could carry on doing my face. 

 “Put it on your face” He said, taking out a brush and dabbing it into the foundation and brushing it on my face, gently. 

 “Am I hurting you?” He asked, stopping. 

 “No, you’re fine” I said, smiling. 

He carried on and then went onto concealer. “This covers your blemishes, right?” he asked. 

 “Yeah, it does” I said, expecting him to put some on my face but he didn’t. He screwed the lid back on instead. 

 “You don’t have any blemishes. You’re perfect” He said, putting the concealer away. 

 I blushed slightly, resting my head on his shoulder, kissing it. 

 “You know what?” He said, putting all my makeup back in the box and placing on the floor, next to his feet. He got up and walked to my dresser, where my makeup wipes are and took one out. He came back over and sat down. 

 “You don’t need any of the crap on your face. Your perfect just the way your are” he said, gently wiping away the foundation he just put on. 

 “Well. That didn’t go as planned did it?” I said, laughing looking him in the eye.

 “I love you” He said, leaning in. 

 “I love you too” I said, covering the camera lense as our lips met.  __________________________ 

Hey guys:) 

 I hope you like this imagine. I tried to make it as romantic and fluffy as possible. 

 Let me know if you want more random, fluffy edits and I will happily make them. 

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savanabishop2000  asked:

May I please request a Voltron Family Au scenario where teenage Hunk goes to a party (on a dare by Lance and a a little bit of Pidge) and sneaks back in the house with a hickey and Keith just has a full blown freak out the his baby has a hickey?

[The Voltron Family] Hunk, Lance and Pidge were in the library doing homework at home and Lance was talking about some dude’s party coming up when the topic diverted to Hunk.

Lance: *nudges Hunk* How come you never go to parties?
Hunk: *grimace* Pidge never goes to parties either*
Pidge: *looks up and fixes her glasses* For your information, dear brother, I do go to parties. Intellectual parties more like where we discuss theories and whatnots. But parties nonetheless. 
Lance: *looks pointedly at Hunk* See?
Hunk: *sighs* But they last till morning and all people do is drink and dance. No, thanks. I’d rather read and work on something productive.
Lance: Hmmmm, you’re just no fun, buddy.
Hunk: Yes, I am, Lance. *offended* We have fun together!
Pidge: Yeah, well, that’s a given. We’re family—
Lance: Who happen to have fun Dads—
Hunk: Who seem to have endless ideas for family time. I heard we’re going to The Bahamas next.
Lance: *gapes at Hunk* ARE YOU SERIOUS?!
Hunk: I heard Daddy Keith talk about it with Daddy Shiro. Not sure if it will push through, but they’re in the talks. *wiggles eyebrows*
Lance: *squints* I see what you’re trying to do, buddy! You’re trying to distract me from the real subject at hand! Which is you! Going! On! A! Party!
Hunk: *sighs* Parties aren’t my thing. That’s your thing, Lance.
Lance: You’re just a wimp. You need to stop hanging out with Daddy Keith. You’re starting to sound like him.
Pidge: *snorts*
Hunk: *glares at Pidge then back at Lance* I’m not a wimp. 
Lance: Yeah? Well I dare you to attend the party this weekend. Stay for an hour. See if you like it. Then you can text me if you don’t so I can pick you up.
Hunk: *grumbles* FINE.

And that was how Hunk ended up at a party because if there was one thing Hunk was, it wasn’t a wimp. After a few hours, he didn’t know it was already very late so he snuck out of the party and snuck himself back home. He slowly opened the door at 2AM and was glad the whole house was already asleep. He tiptoed silently as he closed the door then he turned around only to be shocked when suddenly lights turned on and there was a looming figure standing in front of him.

Hunk: *screams so loud* Oh my god! You can take my money! *shuts his eyes* Just don’t hurt me! *cowers in fear* 
Hunk: *opens his eyes* D-Daddy Keith?
Keith: *shifted in place to look intimidating with his arms crossed*
Hunk: Um…
Keith: I’ve been calling your phone for the past 6 hours and you weren’t answering. I almost called the police to report a missing child. Let me repeat. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
Hunk: Um… *scratches his cheek* My phone died…
Keith: *eyes widens* *approached Hunk and holds his jaw* *gasps* IS THAT? IS THAT A HICKEY?!!
*sweats nervously* Um…
Keith: *glares at Hunk* You let a person SUCK YOUR SKIN? *fumes*
Hunk: Uh…
Keith: Hunk Garrett-Shirogane, ANSWER ME. 
Shiro: *comes down the stairs* What’s going on?
Keith: *turns to Shiro* Your son here HAS A HICKEY.
Shiro: *stops abruptly* *surprised* A what? A hickey?!
Hunk: It’s not that big of a deal. *hides his hickey* *feels guilty*
Keith: Not that big of a deal? *scoffs* NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL?
Shiro: Hunk, it IS a big deal. You’re only 17 and—
Hunk: But I bet Lance had some—
Keith: No he doesn’t. I make sure that boy is clean and sanitized before he enters this house. He never comes home with a hickey. I would know because his pick-up lines never worked.

They let Hunk go to his room to rest and they’d talk about it in the morning when they’re all awake and well-rested. Keith just lied awake looking at the ceiling with Shiro beside him, pretty much asleep already.

Keith: I can’t believe it. My baby boy…
Shiro: *pulls Keith in* Hmmm, go to sleep, babe.
Keith: I can’t! *looks at Shiro* Shiro, my son has a hickey! Someone did that to him! Probably someone whom he didn’t even know! *realization dawns* Oh my god. Hunk let a stranger touch him. *covers his face and sobs* My pure boy is now tainted. Where did I go wrong, Takashi?
Shiro: Hey, it could’ve been a mosquito bite.
Shiro: Hey, just sleep it out, yeah? C’mon. It’s almost 3AM. *gives Keith a peck on the lips* Let’s just close our eyes and—
Keith: *sobs* Give me a second to just sob it all out first.

And that was how Hunk was never allowed to go to any parties anymore and that following morning when Lance found out, he said “Oh my god! You lil minx! I didn’t think you’d get THAT far!” 

*Don't Obliviate her Pt.2* Newt x reader


♦ Okay, so a lot of people asked me to continue this one. Hope you enjoy!

❤ Shout out to @jenneferofvengerberg for the idea of the suitcase shop idea! 

What if reader becomes an employee at a suitcase shop and one day newt comest there to repair the closing system of his suitcase (but has no ideea that reader is working there) and when the reader hears the click from the lock of his case she remembers everything.(maybe opening and closing the suitcase several times, each time having a feeling of dejà vu, expecting something specially to happen, sensing that she had met the man in front of her before,etc)(LUV UR WRITING BTW😍😍😍)

Weeks had passed since your unexplainable incident where you had found yourself in the rain without any recollection of how you got there. The feeling inside of you that a piece of you was missing was still there and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t place a finger on why. 

Your dreams had become more strange ever since as well. You dreamt of magical creatures you never would have ever dreamed existing inside a magical world you knew could never be real. But somehow, after dream, you felt small pieces falling in to place and each dream you felt a connection with each creature.

Most days you spent drawing these magical creatures you dreamed of while at your job. You were a receptionist at a newspaper building and your coworkers often found you doodling on paper when you should have been taking care of important tasks. 

It was currently Robert’s fifth time that day trying to draw you back in as you hastily scribbled a giant bird on a piece of paper. “Y/N?” standing in front of your desk, arms crossed, tapping his foot, he looked down at you with angry eyes.

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A Problem He Can’t Fix

Title: A Problem He Can’t Fix

 Prompt: @the-factorie: Hi! Don’t know if this idea has hit you already but imagine having to explain “lady problems” to Cas, especially if Cas has already talked to Dean about it and Dean just happened to mention horrible pain, tears and heavy bleeding… Hope you have a wonderful day! <3

 Summary: Castiel has noticed something is wrong with Sarah. She seems to be experiencing pain and discomfort, but he never would have realized the real reason behind it, until Dean finally explained it to him.

 Warnings: Talks of Menstruation Cycles and it’s symptoms.

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Originally posted by godshipsit

Castiel was naïve in many ways when it came to humanity.  Sometimes he didn’t understand the social structures, why certain behaviors were deemed acceptable while others were not.  But it was okay, he had friends to help him out when he got confused. Friends like Dean Winchester.


Dean didn’t know that by befriending the wayward angel that he would become a teacher of everything human.  He didn’t know he would have to spend almost an hour every other day to explain day to day occurrences, why they were significant, or why some weren’t.  Dean would always put on an air of annoyance on those days, but secretly, he enjoyed being able to help Castiel.  It made him feel like a good friend.

But sometimes, an explanation just isn’t enough.  Sometimes an explanation of Dean’s is just vague enough that instead of answering the original question, it brings up twenty more.  And this lesson was learned one fall afternoon as the Winchesters, their angel, and Sarah (a fellow hunter and friend) relaxed at the bunker.

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Hopefully I recall everything correctly

Okay, but also? Danny spied on both Jazz and Sam. Both girls yelled at him, but to be fair Jazz was under partial possession.
Sam expected Danny to apologize after he made it clear that he didn’t trust Gregor and roped Tucker into shunning him until he did so.
Even when he was partially correct, Sam STILL expected him to apologize.
Danny does the same thing to Jazz. She gets frustrated with him and takes him home so their parents deal with him. BUT THATS IT. Jazz, even under partial possession, understood what Danny was trying to do. That he was concerned and didn’t trust Johnny.
Sam and Tucker pull the same shit, except they spy on more than one date. Sam isn’t even doing it because she’s concerned, she’s jealous. Because while Technus was pushing them together, Danny and Val provided the chemistry on their own. Technus gave neither of them false information. And the only reason they spied on them was that Technus was up to something? Then tell Danny so he can fix it. His relationship may have been originally spurred by Technus but he was still capable of fighting him. No one apologized to Danny for spying and eventually ruining his relationship.
Jazz and Johnny, Sam and Gregor? Both would have collapsed eventually. Sam would have found out the truth and someone(probably still Danny) would have gotten her out of there. Spying on others still isn’t okay, I don’t endorse it. But Danny didn’t ruin anyone’s damn relationship.
(Feel free to go back to these episodes and bring specific examples to confirm or deny if you like.)

All In the Future


Part 1

She met someone else. Someone that could give her the apple pie life, the white picket fence and the three kids that I knew deep down she wanted. She could get out of the life. She would be out of harms way. I wouldn’t have to worry if she was in an old abandon building being tortured by Hells up incoming. She would be safe, she would have a place to call home. She had someone else now.

Someone better than me. 

  I don’t know why I agreed to come along on this stupid double date idea. Lisa was all for it of course. Of course she was. I have no idea why I even told her about it. I wanted to keep Lisa and Y/N as far apart as possible. I liked Lisa, don’t get me wrong. She’s great. She took me in when I was half out of my mind, and gave me a place to live. Even with the amount I drink and the nightmares that terrorize my sleep every night. She has never once asked me to leave. But I feel like I’ve thought about this fantasy life I could have with her over and over again, like it was supposed to be perfect. I liked Lisa, but how I feel about Y/N doesn’t come anywhere near how I feel about her. 

  Y/N sat across the table from me, her boyfriend Kevin or Kyle, who cares about his name, sat next to her. I shouldn’t feel this way. I should be happy for my friend, because that’s all she was. My friend. She was never going to be anything more. She was never going to be the one I hold when my nightmares were too much. She was never going to be the one beneath me as I made love. She would never be mine.

  She was his. 

  I hated him. I hated that he was sitting next to her, his hand on her inner thigh, staring at her like she was a piece of meat. It wasn’t my place to dictate her happiness. I wasn’t in the right to tell who she could and couldn’t see. But it didn’t stop me from glaring at him, stabbing the guy over and over again in my mind. 

  I had Lisa. I was supposed to be fine. I was supposed to be happy. But here I was, wishing I would have gone with Y/N instead. At least I could have been there to stop her from dating this douchebag. He may be able to give her the apple pie life, but he sure as hell can’t make her nearly as happy as I know I could have. 

  If I could go back and do it all over again. I would. Then maybe I would have bucked up enough courage to claim her as mine.

  I’m too late. 

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anonymous asked:

omgggggg you have such nice colouring!!!! can you do a tutorial for how you color most gifs? like this one /post/156373238763/louis-tomlinson-and-steve-aoki-talk-just-hold-on thank you! love you!

Thank you! I can show you real quick yeah! 
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del13  asked:


“Veronica. Veronica! You’re drunk, please stop.” Veronica’s boyfriend pleaded as she continued to try to walk to the airport.
“I haf’ta go home,” she slurred. “I need’a see JD.”
“Who the hell is JD?” Her boyfriend asked for the third time that night. “And why do you need to see him so bad?”
“JD is…that new kid,” she hiccuped. “Mister No Name Kid.”
“Veronica,” her boyfriend sighed in exasperation. “You’re not making any sense.”
“It’s JD!” She yelled, as if it were obvious. “I need to see him.”
Somewhere, in the back of her highly intoxicated mind, she knew she couldn’t see him. All that was left of JD was a gravestone in the back of some cemetery in bumfuck nowhere, Ohio, with the words, “Here Lies Jason Dean. May he rest in peace.”
“I have to fix his epit- efita- epitaph,” she said, struggling with the word. “It’s not good enough.” Her voice broke. “It’s not good enough.”
“This is ridiculous,” her boyfriend said, grabbing her arm to try and drag her back to the bar. “Come on, we’re going home, and you’re going to sleep.”
“But I have to see him!” She protested as he pulled her back. “I have to give him a slushie. I haven’t in a long time. He prob’ly misses having his brain frozen.” Tears were forming in her eyes. It broke her heart to imagine JD going three whole years without a slushie.
“Alright, Veronica,” her boyfriend sighed, not willing to argue anymore. “You can get a slushie tomorrow, okay?”
“It’ll be too late tomorrow,” she said quietly as he helped her into the car. “I have to see him now.”
Her boyfriend didn’t even bother responding, simply closing (and locking) the passenger side door before getting in the other side.
“The efit- epitaph’s not enough,” she whimpered, mostly to herself. “He deserves more.”


Originally posted by queenis

Jojen x Reader

Jojen jerked awake in a cold sweat. He was tearing from his room and down the hall before Meera could get out of her own bed, even when she finally caught him he wouldn’t stop, insisting that he must get somewhere.

“I am so sorry.” Meera muttered when Jojen burst into a house and had the occupants jump at his sudden arrival.

“A girl, (Y/N) where is she?” Jojen asked and he was quickly shown to your room where you were locked in a nightmare. “They have been getting worse.”

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anonymous asked:

in future redcliffe, if you brought solas along and rescue him later (for a while at least), after the inquisitor remarks that solas understood what dorian said about time travel, solas says in return: "you would think such understanding would stop me from making such terrible mistakes. you would think wrong" o.O

The exchange goes as follows:

Solas: You’re alive? We saw you die!
Dorian: The spell Alexius cast displaced us in time. We just got here, so to speak.
Solas: Can you reverse the process? You could return and obviate the events of the last year. It may not be too late…
Inquisitor: I’m glad you understand what he just said because I’m not sure I did.
Solas: You would think such understanding would stop me from making such terrible mistakes. You would be wrong. 

Solas is reacting to the knowledge that Dorian and the Inquisitor may be able to go back in time and undo the damage that’s been done since their disappearance. This is a situation he understands well - his plans revolve around the idea of undoing what was done in the past; or at the very least, attempting to restore what was destroyed. Though the problems they are trying to fix and their methods of doing so differ, their situations are similar in that respect.

But from Solas’s point of view when you find him in Redcliffe… he’s made a shit ton of mistakes, even though he seemingly had the answer to his problem right in front of him. He had a plan. It was clear cut and straight forward. Unlock the orb. Take the anchor. Walk into the Fade and begin the process of restoration. He knew it would work. He understood that the mistakes he’d made in the past could be reversed. 

But then he proceeded to give the orb to Corypheus. Then he joined the Inquisition. He supported the idea of siding with the mages. He went with the Inquisitor to Redcliffe. He didn’t stop Alexius from killing them (or so he assumed). He’d spent the last year sitting in a cell, slowly being consumed by red lyrium. The taint would kill him. He would die alone knowing that all of this was his fault. He’d tried to fix one massive mistake by making another, then another. He doomed the world twice over and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. 

Given that context - his statement makes perfect sense to me. 

Pulsar’s 10 Favorite Anime Of 2016

It’s time for my Top 10 Favorite Anime Of 2016 List!

A few things to keep in mind:

1. Im not including any sequel series (which means Sound Euphonium 2 and Food Wars: The Second Plate arent on my list, although theyre both great shows and definitely worth checking out).

2. This is strictly my opinion. If you dont see a show you liked on here, Im not bashing it or saying its not any good.

3. Im only including shows I watched all the way through to the end. There are some shows I didnt get a chance to finish like Mob Psycho 100, Orange and Shouwa Genroku that I need to revisit.

With that all said, here we go with the Honorable Mentions!  



This is a really fun series of comedy shorts revolving around three high school girls: an otaku, a gyaru (think the Japanese equivalent of a valley girl) and a sweet but airheaded rich girl. Most of the humor is sex-related and yet the show never feels mean-spirited. Definitely worth checking out if you want something quick to watch and laugh at.


Dark takes on the “magical girl” genre have become more and more commonplace in the aftermath of Madoka Magica. This show revolves around a mobile app game that allows you to create your own magical girl, and gives 1 in 10,000 players the ability to become a real-life superhero. But soon things take a dark and violent turn.

What separates this show from the pack is the sheer variety of powers and abilities that it features. All the girls (and one guy) have different motivations for wanting to be a superhero, and their powers are diverse and interesting. Dont let the cute art fool you: this is NOT for young kids.


The only reason I wound up not including this show in my top ten is because its literally 4 five minute episodes. But man does it pack a punch, especially if you love animals.

This is a short series about a young woman and her aging pet cat. The show is entirely from the point of view of the cat, and you see how he views the world and how he views his owner with unconditional love. If youve ever owned a pet, take the time to watch this one.


And now its time for my Top 10 Anime of 2016. Here we go!


KyoAni’s first series of 2016 was this overlooked fun little fantasy gem about a near future in which a virus has caused people to be able to perceive extra-dimensional and paranormal beings around them. The main characters are four students of a special school for students with special abilities who can seal off and fight phantoms, or in some cases help them resolve their unfinished business so they can move on.

This show got a lot of attention early on in 2016 and just as fast seemed to drop off the radar, mostly because people seemed disappointed that it wasnt a darker/more “serious” show. But thats okay. Sometimes I just want to be entertained. And Myriad Colors does that.


Konosuba is the first of two “trapped in a fantasy world” anime series on my Top 10 list. This is a trope that has been done to death, but where this one won me over was in the sheer irreverence it has for its own genre.

The main character, after dying in a rather embarrassing fashion, is magically transported to a fantasy world by a goddess who turns out to be a bit of a screw-up. In order to find work in this new world, he assembles a motley crew including a masochistic knight and a mage who only want to blow things up. Sound ridiculous? It is. And it’s absolutely hilarious.

KONOSUBA returns for a 2nd season starting this month, so you have time to catch up before then!


In an alternate version of World War II, the archduchess of a small country about to invaded by the Germans is kidnapped… but is then rescued by her childhood friend, who turns out to be the last witch on Earth. The witch volunteers her help in defending her friend’s country from the invaders, and soon the tide has turned in a BIG way.

Do you like watching WWII-era dogfights? Imagine one with a witch flying around using a giant rifle as a broom and blowing Nazi planes out of the sky. If that doesn’t sound cool to you, I don’t know what to say. Check this one out if you like badass female leads and awesome action sequences.


Studio TRIGGER (Kill La Kill) returned in 2016 with this sci-fi series about a group of teenagers who are forced to be part of an experiment linking them emotionally. This show connected (see what I did there) with me on multiple levels. Adolescence can be an insanely painful part of life, and many people never move on past the things that are done and said to them during this time. The characters on this show, even if they aren’t always likeable, are always UNDERSTANDABLE. I genuinely felt for all of them and wanted them to end up OK. If you like sci-fi but want something different, give this one a go.

#6: 91 DAYS

This is another great series that seemed to fly under the radar this year. I never heard many of my friends who are into anime talking about this one, and its a shame, because this show is something special.

91 DAYS is set during Prohibition and is about a young man whose entire family is murdered by the Mafia. Seven years later, while in hiding, he receives a letter giving him the names of the men responsible, and he begins to work his way into the family in order to destroy it from the inside out.

This is a fantastic revenge story, with some twists and turns you won’t expect and a darkness to it that stuck with me a long time after it ended.


“I am just a little broken…”

Prepare to have your heart a LOT broken.

PLANETARIAN takes place in a post-apocalyptic future where hostile machines have taken over the Earth. A “junker” is scavenging for supplies in a department store when he is greeted by the android mascot of the store’s rooftop planetarium… who has been in stasis for years and has no idea what has happened to the world. The junker initially wants nothing to do with her but realizing he has nowhere to go decides to hide out in the planetarium for a while, and soon gets roped into fixing the projector so the android can present the show to any guests who may show up.

If you like your sci-fi with a healthy dose of feels, check this one out. Its only 5 episodes long but it stuck with me long after I watched it, and I’ll likely be coming back to rewatch it many times in the future.

#4: YURI!!! ON ICE

Yes, an anime about gay male figure skaters made my top 10 list? Why? Because its an awesome goddamn show, that’s why.

After suffering a complete meltdown at the previous World Finals, Yuri has given up on skating and has decided to come home to Japan. No sooner has he returned than his idol, a Russian figure skater named Victor, shows up at his doorstep… wanting to become his coach.

This show is consistently fun to watch, with great animation, some incredible skating sequences, and arguably the best romantic couple of the year in anime. And tell me the opening song doesn’t get you pumped, and I’ll call you a lying sack of shit. Yuri On Ice is awesome. Watch it. Like, now. 


My top 3 is where it gets tricky, because any of these next three shows could have been my #1. I’d rank them all at the top in terms of quality, so I’m going with them in the order of which ones had the most emotional impact on me personally.


If you liked Attack On Titan, this is better. Yes, I said it. I love Attack On Titan, but this is a better show. 

Set in an alternate timeline during the Industrial Revolution in Japan, a virus causes people to transform into walking corpses who soon overrun the entire country. Humans are forced to barricade themselves in walled cities and use armor-plated trains to travel from fortress to fortress. One day, in the middle of his home being overrun by the “kabane,” a young engineer who has been working on a new steam-powered weapon designed to defeat the monsters is bitten by one of them… but instead of transforming all the way, he becomes a kabaneri, a human/kabane hybrid. He joins up with a fellow female kabaneri and the survivors of his fallen city in an attempt to make their way to safety on board one of the armored trains.

This show is essentially a nonstop chase sequence through the first half, and political intrigue comes into play halfway through. If you like nonstop action, gore and terror, this is your ticket to ride.

I watched the first episode of this show the day after it aired, got bored, and didn’t come back to it…until about three months later, when I kept hearing people talk about the show and how it was affecting them. While on a road trip I decided to give it another shot, and ended up binge-watching the entire series in one go. It’s that good.

RE:ZERO is about a young man who, after shopping at a convenience store, suddenly finds himself in a fantasy world straight out of the games and shows he loves. While initially thrilled to be there, he finds out rather quickly that he is completely out of his element and ends up dying a rather grisly death… only to find himself back where he started from when he first showed up in the new world. It turns out that he has the ability to come back after dying to a certain “save point” (which changes over time), and while no one around him remembers the previous timeline, he does.

So, all good right? No matter what happens you can come back and fix it? Well, not so fast. Imagine falling in love with someone only for them to not remember who you are or things you’ve talked about. Imagine seeing the people you care about die over and over again because you keep messing up. Imagine making mistakes, thinking you can fix them by dying… and coming back further along in the timeline and NOT being able to undo them.

This show takes all the issues I usually have with the “transported to a fantasy world” genre and not only addresses them but essentially makes them the focus of the show. The main character alternates between being funny and likeable and selfish and arrogant, and while he can be hard to like at times, he’s easy to understand and identify with. The supporting characters are fantastic (including arguably my favorite female character of the year, Rem the demon maid) and the story has many twists and turns, with many more to come as the show has been confirmed for second season.

I’ve never been so glad that I gave an anime a second chance as I am with RE:ZERO. Definitely check this one out.


Imagine this: when you’re a child, two of your friends and a third child you don’t know but is in your class are murdered. You were the last person to see the third victim alive, but didn’t do or say anything, and you have felt guilty ever since.

Since then, you have had a curse: every once in a while, you will relive the same three to five minutes over and over again, Groundhog Day style, until you change something. It might mean pushing someone out of the way of a car, it might mean stopping a purse snatcher. But you are stuck until you fix what needs to be fixed.

Now imagine, after coming home to find a loved one murdered, you are blamed for the crime and are about to be arrested when you feel that same “rewind” effect happening… only when you open your eyes, it is 1988, you are 11 years old walking to school (but with your 29 year old mind intact), and the murders from your childhood are about to happen again.

What would you do?

ERASED is the best anime of 2016. No other show excited me, terrified me, made me think, made me cry, or made me remember as much as this show did. Even if you don’t like anime, watch this show. It’s my #1 for a reason.

Thanks for taking the time to check out my list! If you see a favorite of yours from 2016 that’s missing, shoot me a message and I’ll check it out! 

Golden Boy

pairings: Thomas Jefferson x fem!reader, Alexander Hamilton x reader (platonic)

Request: “Hi! Can you do a Thomas Jefferson x reader with #166 and #197? Love your blog btw!”

#166: “Why don’t you say it to my face?”

#197: “You are so infuriating.”

Warnings: cussing, sexism, kissing?

Word Count: 1586

A/N: first off, to whoever sent this in, my blog just started so thanks! Much love! second, This is written from the third person POV, let me know if you like it better this way or the other way (see Saved and Of Course.) I kinda hate this one tbh, I was tired and didn’t know how to write this, but I needed to put on out so…here you go, sorry. I’m going to keep my inbox open so please still submit, I promise they won’t be as bad as this one (I hope.)

Originally posted by spnassbuttsunited

Alexander Hamilton and (Y/N) (L/N), the power duo, the two lead one side of the debates at Kings College, opposite Thomas Jefferson, James Madison and Aaron Burr. Sure they were outnumbered, but the fiery passion burned brightly at all times, giving them to ambition to do anything.

All five of the scholars took Washington’s political science class, hence the ongoing hatred for the opposing side. Alex and (Y/N) were always favored by Washington and they loved it, they strived for it, preparing their arguments carefully and composing the words and then defend them from the opposing sides’ opinions with the same suit. They worked like clockwork, Alex wrote it down word for word, (Y/N) edited it and replaced words, and they presented it together, across the room from the three ignorant children, as Alex put it.

And the three were children, they would rile the other two up and they’d go home, maybe with a win, but also angry, annoyed, and pissed that they couldn’t take a jab at the leader of the group, Jefferson. He put them both on edge, his unruly curly hair and the pretentious purple hoodie the fuel to the fire.

They had engaged in a debate prior that day and Jefferson was relentless, and although (Y/N) had her temper under control, Alexander did not.

“Turn around, bend over, I’ll show you where my shoe fits!” Alexander spat, everyone’s eyes widening in shock. He was normally composed, a smart man, but the two people who weren’t stuttering quietly in shock were, Jefferson, a cocky smirk playing at the corner of his lips, and two, (Y/N), her eyes glaring at the tall man across the room. She breathed out quickly, rushing to speak in a hushed voice to Washington.

“May I speak to Alex outside quickly, I apologize for what he said, I don’t know what’s gotten into him.” He nodded curtly and she turned around pushing Alexander out the door that was situated conveniently behind them.

“Do you want to pull yourself together?” She grunted, pulling the hairband out of her hair and tugging a hand through the mess. She turned around and paced back and forth in front of him, making him realize he may have cost them the debate.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me, he doesn’t stay on the topic and he doesn’t-“ He defended before she cut him off.

“What you did in there was not acceptable, just because Jefferson was being intransigent doesn’t mean you say that. You can’t stoop to someone’s level to win an argument, you must treat him like to close-minded man he is,” She responded, before Alex let out a small laugh, his own ignorance becoming apparent to him.

“We’re going to go back in there and fix this,” He nodded and she raised her eyebrows at him.

“You’re not going to let him get to you, okay?” She flicked his forehead and he swatted her hand away.

“She couldn’t control him if she wanted, a woman isn’t capable,” A voice spoke from the hallway and they both quickly recognized it as the obnoxious Thomas mother-fucking Jefferson, the douche himself.

“(Y/N),” Alex warned, the fire becoming apparent in her eyes, she was the strongest and scariest person he knew when someone threatened her position by denouncing her gender.

“We aren’t in the room now, I can say what I want,” She grumbled, shaking his hand off her shoulder and walking quickly down the hallway, her heeled boots clicking against the tile. Her eyes found James’ first and he let out a shaky breath. Aaron and Thomas looked up when James nudged him, an arrogant smile breaking out on Jefferson’s face.

“Told you she would come running, she has less self-control than Hamilton back there-“ He laughed before her fiery eyes turned into a stone-cold glare.

“Say it again,” She barked, Aaron flinching, taking a step back.

“Excuse me?” He asked, confused at her request.

“Why don’t you say it to my face?” She snarled, taking a step toward the pretentious bastard, who now wore a concerned countenance. “Damn straight, if you want to talk bad at someone, how about you man- I’m sorry- woman the fuck up and say it to their face and not to your cowardly friends.”

“Damn,” Thomas mumbled as she walked away angrily, straightening the blazer taut on her shoulders.

“I told you she was going to wreck you,” James mumbled, walking after Aaron, who had left right after (Y/N) told them off.

They made it back into the room, Alexander apologizing for his outburst. They continued the debate, educated words falling from (Y/N)’s tongue like open form poetry, but Jefferson finding it impossible to form a coherent sentence, James accepting defeat for their side as Alex threw the final blow.

“The financial plan this man created was one of genius and commitment, he nursed the idea to life and the president set it into action, if it weren’t for him, our country would not be in the same place it in now.”

Alexander and (Y/N) received a 97% on their argument, the only dock was from Alex’s unkind words, which he apologized profusely for. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for them to score highly, not because they won, but because of how they constructed their arguments and delegitimized the counter-argument. Thomas, Aaron, and James never received low scores for losing, but they did with this one because of the lack of Jefferson in the second half.

“I’ll see you Monday, I’ll start writing the new topic when I get home, I’m excited for this one, I have a feeling.” Alex smiled giddily before (Y/N) shook her head, letting out a small laugh.

“Get some sleep first, visit Eliza, she misses you, complains that I’m taking you away from her, or go visit John,” She wiggled her eyebrows at him and he rolled his eyes. He had admitted once to liking John, but this was prior to his relationship with Eliza, but (Y/N) liked to tease him about it.

“Okay, text me when you get home,” He reminded her and she nodded, shaking her phone between skinny fingers and purple fingernails.

She began walking before hearing hurried footsteps behind her. She held her key between her fingers, cursing herself for not bringing pepper spray. She glanced over her shoulder to see a purple hooded man. Jefferson.

“What do you want?” She threw the comment over her shoulder, Thomas finally catching up to her and falling into the same pace.

“I wanted to apologize, what I said wasn’t true and I just get mad because you and Alex make such a great duo and we can never beat you. Washington loves you two like his own children. I just get frustrated, I can’t compete with you two,” He mumbled before adding clearly. “I’m sorry, what I said wasn’t true at all, you could control anyone you wanted, god you’re the strongest person I know.”

“What?” She questioned, stopping in her tracks.

“What? You are.” He shrugged.

“You’re infuriating, you can’t say shit like that,” She mumbled, she didn’t want him to say that she could control anyone, he was saying it like she was a god.

“Not in that way, I mean if you took it that way, I wouldn’t mind as long as Alex isn’t-“

“Shut up,” She laughed out and he looked at her confused. “Alex and I aren’t a thing, we’re friends, that’s it and why would you- oh.”

Her face flamed in a red blush as she realized what he meant by his statement. “Sorry, that was unneeded.”

“I- uh- no it’s fine.” She coughed out and they began to walk in silence. “This one’s mine.” She mumbled, climbing the stairs, surprised as his footsteps followed.

It’d be a lie if she said she wasn’t attracted to Thomas, he was simply attractive, curly hair framing his face with a ridiculously wide and bright smile to compliment. He was a pretty boy and for the opposite side, but now was time to make him pay for what he said.

“Do you forgive me? I really am sorry, I didn’t mean, well I meant to at the time, but I regret it now. I swear,” He stammered, she looked up at him, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. “And if it’s about the comment I made, I’m sorry about that too, those just tend to drop and I can’t stop myself when I see someone like you.”

A surge of confidence made itself evident in her stomach as she leaned against the door, twiddling her keys in between her fingers. “Someone like me?”

“Yeah, strong, opinionated, smart, quick-witted,” He said sheepishly, shrugging again.

“I guess I am like that,” She smiled flirtatiously, Thomas sucked in a breath as she took a step forward lips grazing the side of his jaw. “I hate people like you.”

“People like me?” He sucked in quickly, a hand dropping out of the pocket to hold onto her waist, rubbing circles into her hipbone.

“People who I can’t have,” She mumbled, pressing a little kiss to the skin at the top of his neck.

“You could,” He breathed out before she smiled wickedly, nipping at the skin she had just kissed, testing the waters.

“That’d be no fun,” She mumbled into his neck before turning around and opening the door and closing it behind her, locking it. “Learn how to hold your tongue, golden boy.”

“You can’t just do that,” His voice spoke gruffly through the wooden door.

“Ah, but Jefferson, I can.”

I wrote a thing... hope you don't mind!

“You need to stop with the glitching. At this rate, it’s gonna be more you than me.”

Anti sighed, pushing Sean’s voice down without a second thought. “They love me more than you. Besides, you and Robin can un-edit all of this later.” He smirked and glitched out another part of the facecam.

“But that’ll take forever! We have a schedule to stick to, you know.”

“That’s nice, I don’t care.” Anti growled.

Anti and Sean’s bickering was cut short by the power flickering, then the sound of a pained groan downstairs.

“WHY?” Signe shouted, loudly enough to reach them all the way in the recording room.

“You want me to go-” Anti started.

“Please.” Sean said flatly.

Anti, instead of taking the stairs like a normal person, simply glitched through the floor into the doorway of Signe’s room. Signe was sitting in the dark, slumped back in her chair, and dragging her hands through her hair in irritation. The screen of her computer was on Photoshop. She didn’t appear to be working on anything.

Anti had to take a moment; he had an awful crush on her and could barely speak to her without getting flustered. He hardly knew what to say to her when she was happy. What should he say now?

“Uh… hey?” Anti said. It sounded more like a question than he wanted it to.

Signe jumped slightly. She must not have noticed him. “What- Oh, Sean. Aren’t you supposed to be editing?”

His response came a little easier. “Anti, actually.” He corrected, pushing off of the doorframe and standing next to her. “And, yeah, we are. But, uh, we heard you.” Was it weird to refer to both himself and Sean? Did she think it was weird? “So… what was that about?”

Signe straightened up a bit. “I was working on a commission all day. But after the power flickered, Photoshop crashed and-” she glared at her computer angrily, “I lost everything. I was nearly done, too. I’m gonna have to redo all of it.”

Anti frowned. How was he supposed to know how to respond to that?

Sean spoke up in his mind. “You know what would be great right now? If we had something that could glitch into the computer and find whatever she was drawing.”

“You really think so?” Anti asked. He turned to Signe, who was staring at him. He must have said that out loud. “Sean gave me an idea. May I-”

“Go for it.” she said.

He placed one hand on the mouse and glitched again. It’s probably something untitled. He sensed a corrupted photoshop file, and suddenly knew this had to be what he was looking for. He used his magic to fix it, and brought it up.

Signe gasped. “It worked! Thank you!”

Anti stepped back, and was caught off guard by Signe nearly tackling him in a hug. “You’re a lifesaver, Anti!”

Anti blushed. That was the first time he’d heard that. “Uh…” He awkwardly returned the hug, blushing profusely. “You’re welcome.”

///I had to write it, it was just too cute! *disappears into the void*