i really love their little family aw

i love telling people robin is my favourite superhero because even though i do have a favourite robin out of them all its really the concept of robin that enchants me so much what the heck.. possibly the darkest and most mysterious member of the justice league, the terror of gothams underworld, the fearsome, the awe-inspiring Bat-Man, oh yeah and heres his little kid dressed in red yellow and green!! robin just balances batman out perfectly i LOVE the idea of having an audience surrogate for one of the most inaccessible heroes of all time , a bright companion for the Dark Knight, a character who represents conscience, a character who represents all the good batman fights for but forgets about ,    a family for a hero born from an orphan past, all i gotta say is batman and robin forever rah rah rah

The Girlfriend Tag

Originally posted by arophan

Imagine: You and Dan decide to give the fans what they want, and cute video of the internents favourite couple

A/N: I know this isn’t any thing about marvel but I couldn’t help myself, I’ve been watching all of Dan and hil’s videos and getting so many feelis. I just had to. Also I really should be doinf my German coursework, bit too late, Dan is more important

Warnings: Some swearing, implied smut but just fluff really

Word Count: 1955 (got a little carried away)

“Hello internet” Dan starts off with his iconic opener

“Today, I am joined by the wonderful Y/N, who you may also know as my girlfriend!” He exclaimed, giving out a laugh as your cue to jump into the camera view.

“Hey guys” You giggled, getting comfortable next to Dan

“Now you may be wondering what original video I have for you today, and let me tell you, it doesn’t get more original than this”

“We are doing the girlfriend tag!” You almost shouted, causing Dan to let out a rather loud groan.

“Jeez, lets tone it now my channel isn’t used to your happy attitude just yet” He joked, covering his ears

“Just because you literally only have the feeling of embarrassment, doesn’t mean I can’t be happy” You fire back, sending a smirk in his direction.

“Oh God, too much sass. I want Phil back” Your dork of a boyfriend joked

“Shut up, we kind of have a part of Phil with us now” You explained

“Really how so?” Dan played along

“Well, he did do the questions for us to answer”

“God knows what kind of weird stuff he has put in here; I don’t know if you guys have noticed but Phil is like obsessed with sharing our relationship with others. If he isn’t taking sneaky photos of us and tweeting them, then he is jumping into a room when we are together doing a live stream of us.”

As Dan continued to talk about his best friend, you couldn’t help but admire his perfect features. His big, wide smile that would light up a room. His unusually large dimple that you found so adorable. How he is constantly touching and checking if his hair looks okay, which of course it does. And his dark drowns eyes, that you could stare into for days.

“..Y/n?” You were abruptly ripped out of your thoughts by Dan waving a hand in front of your face

“Sorry” You blushed, red staining your cheeks as you realised Dan caught you staring at him and will most definitely keep this part in his video, because, well let’s face it, a bit of an arse.

“What were you so caught up about?”

“Just admiring the view” You jokingly sent back and big wink. Now it was Dan’s’ turn to blush, whist also letting out a laugh

“That was so cringe, I might just have to take it out of the video.” Dan spoke to the camera; he was definitely not taking that part out.

“Right so to start this video I’m going to put my hand into the hat and pull out a question. The questions are basically letting you guys know even more about our relationship and hopefully teaching us a bit more about each other” Dan explained.

“Ohhhh can I go first?” You excitedly asked. You couldn’t help it, there was something so fun about doing a video with your boyfriend.

“Of course”

You dove your hand into the hat, grabbing the first folded piece of paper you felt and pulled it out.

“Alright it says, ‘Where was our first kiss?’” For the second time you felt your cheeks heat up.

“I’m going to be so red this whole video, reckon you could like put a filter on me to make me look better?” You joked, however it wasn’t such a bad idea.

Dan laughed, before saying

“So do you want to answer or me?”

“You do it” You always loved hearing Dan talk about your relationship

“Alright, I remember it was our second date and we were just hanging in the living room eating pizza talking after just finishing up on the X-box. I was so nervous, just thinking about leaning in and possibly facing rejection and ruining it all. But then you made a joke out about anime and I knew I had to do it before someone else snatched you away” Dan smiled at the memory, you beaming right back at him.

“Then he just leant in and kissed me, obviously I didn’t turn down that face and now here we are two years later” You finished, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the fond memory.

“OK, next question” Dan stuck his hand in the hat rather ungracefully causing a few questions to topple out.

“Shit” he mumbled, throwing back three in the hat and reading out the remaining one on the floor.

“Finish this sentence ‘My girlfriend is a complete…..’” Dan stopped to think for a minute, you couldn’t help but anxiously wait for what he was going to say

“…..twat” He finally spoke. This caused you both to simultaneous burst out into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach you couldn’t be surprised at what Dan said, it was so him. You knew Dan loved you with everything he had, it was very obvious. You guys didn’t have a mushy gushy relationship, it was more full of lots of jokes and banter, you guys were basically best friends,

“You are such and arse, why am I dating you?” You tried to sound upset, but the smile that you couldn’t wipe off your face gave it all away.

“You loveeeeee me really” He rather obnoxiously sung

“Actually Babe, I’m secretly in love with Phil and I only come round to your house on the chance that I will see my one true love” You lied, not helping but feel a bit weird by saying you like Phil, who was basically like a brother to you.

“That’s just mean, and a little gross” He complained

“Yeah I know; I have no clue why I said it” you giggled

“Right, my turn” You plunged your hand into the hat, pulling one out to read.

“‘Who wears the pants in the relationship?’ Ohh that’s hard” You thought.

“I know my answer” Dan said confidently

“Really? Alright let’s say our answers on three. One, two, three.”

This caused both of you to say ‘me’ at the same time.

“You’re kidding me right?” You said in disbelief to Dan

“What? Love, I’m always making the decisions”

“Babe, I literally always have to order for us at the cinema because you’re ‘too awkward to talk to new people’”

“Alright, alright I’ll give you that one, no need to share all my secrets on my channel”

Dan took out another piece of paper from the hat, causing yet again one to fall out.

“God, it’s clear to see who the clumsiest one of us is. And that’s hard because I could fall over standing still” You poked out at Dan.
“Leave me alone, you are so mean. So it says, ohhh this is interesting, ‘who is more jealous’?” Dan read.

“Ohhh, that is” You both took a minute to think about it, recalling moments when the other has been jealous. Most of these moments resulting in some seriously fun times together, and just by looking at Dan and the lazy smirk he wore you knew he was thinking about them. You kicked him in the shins, under the view of the camera causing him to jump a little, then answering.

“I feel like you get jealous more often, but it’s not as intense as when I get jealous.”
“Hmmm, yeah I reckon that’s fair to say.” You repeated, it wasn’t hard constantly having beautiful girls running up to your boyfriend, telling him how hot and sometimes the daring ones flirting with him. However, it had happened a few times when we were hanging around with Dan’s friends and one flirts with you, he gets mad.

“We only have a couple questions left” You sadly exclaimed, not wanting this video to be over.

“Let’s hope we haven’t saved the weirdest till last then!” Dan deadpanned

Grabbing one of the last pieces of paper you unfold it and read,

“‘what do I find really fun, that no one else really does?’” You laughed lightly at this weird question, thinking Dan would need a while on this one.

“You watch pimple popping videos” He answered straight away. You sat there with your mouth hanging open, a blush adorned on your cheeks,

“How did you know that? I always try to keep it on the down low” You exclaimed, shocked and slightly embarrassed that he knew

“Sweetheart, we’ve been going out for 2 years, we’ve been living together for 1, there is little that I don’t know about you”

“That’s kind of creepy and really cute at the same time. I knew I chose you for a reason” You hummed

“I’m not some Pokémon woman, don’t objectify me like that” He fired back

“Shut up and read the last question. Because as much as I love doing videos with you I need to cook us dinner, and get it done so it’s ready when Phil comes back from visiting his family.

“Aw look at you, you are literally the only reason we have survived this long. Anyway, here we go and I won’t knock out another question this time.” He took his time in dramatically picking out the question.

“Oh for god’s sake Phil, he’s such a child. It says ‘when did the two of you first sleep together?’”

A deep shade of red engulfs your face and you looked over at Dan with your mouth wide.

“What the hell, he did not just ask that?” You said shocked.

“Yeah you’re right, I’m joking. Lol” Dan admits, handing over the question for you to read aloud.

“It says, ‘Who/When fist said I love You?’ Now that is a cute question” You cooed, recalled that cherished memory that you held very close to your heart.

“Well, I don’t want to spill all the beans about our relationship just yet, so all that you guys will be knowing is that, Y/N said it first. Maybe we can do another gushy relationship story about that some other time. But for now that’s it.” Dan finished off the video and looked at you to continue.

“Thanks guys for watching hope you enjoyed it, and if you did please subscribe and request some more ideas of what we can do next. Byeeee” You finished

“That was so much fun” You turned to Dan, who was already lovingly gazing at you.

“You know I love you right?” He spoke

“Of course, and you know I love you too, so much” You replied inching your face closer to his.

“You know when you told me you loved me, when we were just lying in bed cuddling watching Breaking Bad, I think that that’s the happiest I’ve ever felt.” He confessed. As much as you loved the banter and jokes in this relationship, nothing felt better than Dan confessing his feelings to your, he really did complete you.

“I was so nervous that I had said it too soon, but I’m so glad one of us plucked up the courage to say it” You murmured, now lips a mere centimeter away from each other.

Dan quickly closed the gap between the two of you and soon had his hand on the back of your head pulling you closer. Automatically you brought your hands up to caress his cheeks and you two shared one of the most passionate kisses in your relationship.

Dan gently pushed you back onto the bed and slipped his hand down to your waist, when you suddenly remembered something.

“Dan the camera is still on!”

“Oh fuck yeah, thank God it isn’t a live stream” He jumped up to turn the camera off, leaving it on the side to edit later.

But he only had one thought on his mind now. You. Jumping back next to you on the bed you two finished off what you had started

junowaffles  asked:

Hi, I really love your Voltron Family it's just makes so happy when you update on it. I really enjoy the fact that little Lance, Hunk, and Pidge love their daddy Keith so much that they will protect him for Shiro. What I really wanted to know is if I could give you a prompt, or maybe just think of this as a question. What would happen if some guy was so obsessed with Keith that he tried to kidnap Keith at night when everyone was home? Love the Daddy Keith Protection Force.

Thank you! They really love each other a lot. Keith is a bit oblivious with other people’s advances but he is skilled in fighting! 

!!!! Uh, proceed with caution. This is um… awful.

[The Voltron Family] Keith had to go back to his office late at night because he had forgotten a manuscript he was supposed to check. When he got out of the building, he made his way to the car and suddenly he felt something pierce his neck and everything went black.

Shiro and the kids were at home, all preparing to go to sleep. Keith was late. It had been almost an hour and a half. It didn’t even take that long to drive back and forth his office. Shiro was getting worried that he got his phone and tried tracking Keith. His location was in such a weird place that obviously wasn’t his workplace. The red circle just kept blinking, unmoving. Shiro felt sick at what might’ve happened as he quickly changed clothes. He moved past the kids who were by the second floor living room watching a movie and they all looked at him, puzzled.

Shiro: I want you all to stay here. I’ll go and get your Daddy Keith. 
Hunk: *panics* Why? What happened?
Shiro: Your Dad might be in trouble.
Three teens: We’re coming with you!

Keith slowly opened his eyes and he began looking around. He was in a room. A dark room that had two lamps on the side. He looked down and he saw himself lying on a bed, hands tied to the headboard and suddenly his worst nightmare was happening. He knew where this was going. His heart started beating so fast and he just wanted to see Shiro. But he knew that he had to calm down and think of a way out of this. He looked around trying to look for an exit, considering he could get himself free. There were two doors, one that lead outside and the other… it opened to reveal a man older than Keith coming out from the bathroom.

Keith wanted to die. No, no, no, no, no. Please, not me. 

Old Man: Ah, you’re finally awake.
Keith: What do you want? Do you want money? I can give—
Old Man: *approaches the bed* Oh no. I don’t want money, Mr. Shirogane. What I want is something money cannot give. You see, I’ve been a lonely man for so long. My wife died a couple of years back and I loved her so dearly. I was passing by the area a couple of months ago and I saw you come out of your car. My wife was Japanese and you reminded me of her.
Keith: *knits his eyebrows* What?
Old Man: You share the same facial features with her, even the nose. Same silky black hair, same length even. *smirks*
Keith: I’m a man, in case that wasn’t obvious.
Old Man: Ah, indeed you are. But a man isn’t really a problem to you, is it? You’re married to a man yourself. *takes out a knife and hovers it on Keith’s jacket* So this wouldn’t be much of a— *leans over to Keith*

That was when Keith saw his opportunity. He kicked the old man in the chest with his knee really hard that the knife flew upward. Keith kicked the man again forward, making him fall off the bed and just in time for Keith to grab the knife as it fell down using his teeth. He took the knife using his feet and started to free his hands as quickly as he could. 

The man was groaning in pain and then he looked up at Keith trying to escape when he shouted “Guards!” Keith’s eyes widened when he heard more heavy footsteps approaching the room and he tried slicing his one hand free even faster. As soon as his one hand was free, he grabbed the knife with his hand and worked on the other one. The old man stood up to stop him by grabbing his shoulder. Keith turned around just in time to punch the man in the face, causing him to stumble back and make his nose bleed.

Keith: That’s for drugging me. *punches the man again* That’s for kidnapping me. *another punch* That’s for tying me in bed. *one last final blow* And that’s for having the nerve to think I’d let you touch me when I’m a married man.

Keith looked down at the bleeding man and for a second he felt guilty but the man tried to do unimaginable things to him. This was all self defense and he had every right to do it. He looked at the door and he saw five men.

Keith: Fuck this. You are all making me late to my cuddle session with my husband. *both clenched fists in front of him in a fighting stance*

Keith charged.

Shiro stopped the car to an abandoned house by the pier and the kids and him quickly got out. They ran inside the house and they saw coming down the stairs a man holding onto his other shoulder, huffing. The man looked at them.

Shiro: Keith. *covers his mouth with one hand*
Three teens: Daddy Keith!! 
Keith: *smirks* Hey. Fancy seeing y’all here. You came to rescue me? All—

He got interrupted when a man charged at him and Keith turned around to give him two punches on the face and one strong kick to the stomach that caused the man to fly to the other side, breaking the wall in the process.

Keith: *huffs* All is good. *hands on the hip*

Pidge, Lance and Hunk just stared at their Daddy in awe. Lance had seen him punch a guy before, but other than that, no one had seen Keith literally fight someone with more than one move. Shiro on the other hand just ran up the stairs to his husband and hugged him. 

That was when Keith broke down.

Keith: *clings to Shiro* *tears starts to falling* I was tied to a bed and an old man tried to—
Shiro: *hugs Keith tighter* *knits his eyebrows in anger* Shhhhhsh. 
Keith: *whispers* I was scared. So, so, scared. When he… *sniffs* I’d rather die than… but then I thought of you, and then the kids…
Shiro: *kisses Keith’s neck* I got you. We’ll report everything to the police, Keith. You did such a great job defending yourself.
Keith: Six men. I fought six men and one had the audacity to land a hit on my damn shoulder. Who the hell does he think he is? *scoffs* I’m Keith Shirogane.
Shiro: *smiles sadly* Indeed you are. 

anonymous asked:

I must say, I really love your builds. I have my simself and her little family (consisting of her boyfriend and toddler son and daughter) in one I think I downloaded from the Gallery and it's such a cute place for them to stay in. I don't remember its name-I think it starts with a V-but I really love it and your other builds too!

Aw thank you so much! :’)

You’re either talking about the Vigor house

Or the Vicks house which is on the gallery but I haven’t shared it here yet

anonymous asked:

hi! can i request a headcanon for the main 3 about meeting their SO's parents for the 1st time????

ahhh first request!! i kinda went off of the basis that they’d be going to meet your parents for dinner cause idk, it just kinda fit. i hope you enjoy! ♡

{ victor }

  • he is SO excited to meet your parents aw
  • “don’t worry y/n, they’re gonna love me~!”
  • confident af cause he’s victor nikiforov??? everyone loves him
  • he’d be such a kiss ass omg
  • like he’d compliment your mom’s cooking and tell your dad he doesn’t look a day over 25 or something cheesy like that lord help him
  • he makes it seem like nbd???? 
  • he’d definitely hold your hand or have his hand on your leg under the table 
  • you would think he’d tone down the touchiness around your parents 
  • n oPE
  • he’d adore your family because they remind him so much of you
  • your family would think he’s super charming and ask you to bring him over again soon
  • “see, i told you they’d love me! but not as much as i love you!” this little shit

{ yuuri }

  • n e r v o u s
  • baby boy would be so scared
  • he’d definitely spend like an hour getting ready cause he really wants to make a good impression aw hELP HIM
  • he loves you so much and all he wants is to be the perfect guy for you, like yuuri bb no don’t change yourself
  • so just try and help him relax with some words of encouragement and he’ll feel better bc you keep him calm
  • he’d definitely try to address your parents as “Mr. and Mrs. L/N” or “sir and ma’am” 
  • starts out awkward and stiff but he slowly relaxes
  • he’s SO sweet omg 
  • “y/n means everything to me, and it’s so nice to f-finally meet you”
  • holds your hand real tight under the table
  • you’d rub lil circles on the back of his hand with your thumb and it would soothe him sm
  • your parents would absolutely adore him, he’s such a gentleman and he obviously cares for you more than anything
  • he’s so smiley afterwards omg
  • “i love learning more about you and where you grew up… i love your family! and you!!”

{ yuri }

  • “yeah, it’s fine. no problem.”
  • he is freaking the fuck out on the inside
  • he’s giving himself a pep talk while he gets ready what a precious bean
  • he rolls his eyes when you ask if he’ll be nice 
  • “i’m not a fucking dog, y/n”
  • but you can see that he’s actually rly anxious
  • he doesn’t really leave your side the whole night
  • actually really talkative and friendly once he meets them
  • he lets his arm hang on the back of your chair the whole time
  • he would brag on you so much omg
  • baby boy isn’t good at talking about his feelings but he tries what a cutie
  • he waits until you leave the room and gets all gushy with your parents
  • “i’m… not the easiest to keep up with. did you know i always score my personal bests when y/n is there? y/n is… really special. i can’t believe they’re actually still with me sometimes. i’m really lucky.”
  • your parents want tickets to his next skate
  • gets irritated when you tell him you were standing around the corner when he said all of those nice things about you
  • but then he blushes when you kiss his lil nose 
  • and gets all pouty because he can’t stay mad at you
  • “… you’re lucky i love you, y/n.”

anonymous asked:

I saw you did an ask for someone else, so I hope this isn't rude but... I really like your dad!Cullen/Cullen-family stuff you write. I'm an adoribull fan and wondered if you would do a fic or drabble with them babysitting the babies? Only if you want to!

(Thanks for this, Nonny! Love a little Adoribull on my dash!)


The echoed shouts seemed to bounce from the walls, and Dorian stood at the door to the bathing room, an unimpressed curl of his lip emerging at the sight that greeted him. “Yes, because turning the flooring into one large puddle is such a good idea.”

“Aw, come on, kadan. We were just causing-“

“Mayhem.” Bull’s grin was less than apologetic. “I believe even the guard on the furthest battlement now knows that to be fact.”

“But Uncle Dowian!” Conner lisped, wet curls plastered back against his head, grinning up at him from amongst the towering bubbles that only Bull could have assumed necessary, “what’s baf’time without maaaaayhem!” The young boy thrashed in the water, drenching the front of Dorian’s robe and causing Bull to snort with laughter, the mage raising an eyebrow as he stared the boy down.

“Must you splash so ferociously, Connor?”

“It’s not mayhem if you do it sensitively, now is it?” Bull splashed the boy back, causing peals of laughter and Dorian rolled his eyes as he turned from the bathtub.

Festis bei umo canavarum.” They had agreed to mind the children for a night while the Inquisitor and Commander dealt with a matter outside of Skyhold; Dorian had no qualms in suspecting this suddenly arising issue was simply a night alone minus the small people he was now in custody of. Even he would admit that a night alone with his love in a tent would be considered romantic compared to wrestling two wriggling cherubs into the bath.  “Come, Imogen, that hair of yours will take hours to dry. Join me in sweet, dry sanity.”

The eldest Rutherford glanced over, dressed already in fresh pyjamas, fighting with the wet tangle of blonde that covered her head and followed him wordlessly out into their parents’ private quarters. They found a spot before the fire, and Dorian found himself wondering how on earth one human being could have so much hair as he dried it with the flannel towel. He focused as he worked, enough magic flowing into the thick comb to warm it as he brushed, separating thick blonde curls with care. She nestled into him, humming along with him as he combed, and the warmth of the fireplace filled the room, the glow of the hot embers cloaking it in peace.

He had never considered himself particularly paternal (Maker knows the brats he usually encountered irked him enough to consider investing his efforts into finding a method of reproduction that entirely skipped this phase of life), and he was usually thankful children were most certainly not included on the path he found himself walking. His own experience as a child left a lot to be desired, to say the least. But the little girl currently occupying his lap had been different, as had her brother. Sure, he had gingerly agreed to hold them both as newborns as the Inquisitor had thrust them at him, regardless of the matter that babies were most definitely not his thing. But as time had passed, they had begun to speak through the crystal of their own vocation, to add notes and drawings to the letters their mother had sent north. They were no longer wailing infants needing napkins changed - they were people. Inquisitive, cheerful, entertaining little people, and their charm was compelling. He loved to listen to them play, to marvel at the ingenuity of their endless imagination, and he found himself leaving their company a little lighter in his step. Not to mention threatening to turn them all ‘Tevinter’, and watching Elicia’s amusement and Cullen’s profuse panic, had become his newest hobby.

“Uncle Dorian?”


“Will you teach me more about magic tomorrow? I want to learn more about the fire.”

He chuckled as he began to plait her hair, fingers working through long tresses. “I fear your father will banish me from Skyhold if I teach you anymore, lest you burn a hole in the curtains. He can be ferocious when he is angry.”

“Daddy?” She laughed, tucking her feet together and shuffling in place. “Daddy isn’t scary. Daddy is…well, Daddy. He’s funny and he tells good stories, and he makes my favourite cocoa and he plays chess with me…” She paused, twiddling her fingers as her face fell. “ He gives good cuddles, especially when I have nightmares. I don’t think I could ever be scared if Daddy is there.”

Dorian supposed many years ago he would have been jealous, even admittedly of this little girl, for something so very natural and normal. For boasting of having a father so involved that he could calm fear with a mere hug, for wanting to spend time with a child he loved. For being the towering, strong, wise, fearless figure of a father he supposed was written into Varic’s best tales. His father had certainly never approached even mediocre, and he wondered how differently his life may have lead had he had a father that too made cocoa and wiped tear-stained cheeks. That, however, was the past and he had no reservations that Cullen was every bit the adoring father to these children out of the same devotion that he suspected the man lived most of his life with, rather than through any desire to see bloodlines preserved or familial honour. And him? Well, he played the adoring uncle, aloof enough to avoid embroiling himself in petty things such as discipline, but involved enough to receive the latest artistic master pieces by raven.

“Well, I am glad he is good at something. He is terrible at chess, and I suppose it runs in the family.”

“Hey, I beat you twice today!” Imogen reached a hand back to prod at him before she sighed, curling a blonde strand around her finger as she straightened up again. “I like having you and Bull here.”

“Well, I suppose I rather like being here too. I have many happy memories at Skyhold.”

“Can’t you stay then? And we could have tea parties each Friday, and you could read me more of the books in the library and…and…it’d be great!

Oh, and the thought was delightful, not only for the company of his de-facto niece and nephew. A library of his own to complete, to study and to research at his leisure. Bull nearby, at his beck and call when at home, with friends aplenty and the splendours of Skyhold to behold each day. But the cruel reality of duty pulled him back from imaging such pleasures - they were not his to dream of. He completed the plait with a tut, tying the end with a simple bow and tucking it over her shoulder before replying.

“As much as I may wish it, I must return to Tevinter. I am rather important, you see. However would the Magisterium cope without me? It would be so dull, so uninspiring, and so very bland.”

Imogen leant back into him, obvious disappointment in the scowl plastering across her face as she raised her eyes, meeting his gaze as she folded her arms. “What’s so good about Tevinter? What’s it like anyway?”

“Simply breathtaking. Wide landscape, dramatic scenery, the high spires of the city…It is rather brilliant.”

“It can’t be that brilliant. I’m not there.”

“No,” he admitted with a chuckle, patting her cheek with a tender smile. “You are not, little one. I suppose Tevinter shall always be missing that.”

“We could come and visit!” The moment was broken by the arrival of Connor, perched precariously on Bull’s horns, beaming broadly from underneath a thatch of golden curls that bounced with each large step.

“Suggest that one to your father and write me with his decision, Master Rutherford.”

Bull snorted once more, lifting the boy from his shoulders and placing him down on the awaiting bedsheets. “I’d pay silver to see Cullen’s face at the idea of a family vacation to Minrathous.”

Dorian managed to hold back the mirthful sneer that threatened, only for fear of having to explain the inner politics of Thedas this side of midnight to two easily excitable youngsters. He chivvied Imogen gently from his lap, straightening the robe he wore as he stood. “I am going to fetch our bedtime refreshments from the kitchen. I will leave you in charge of the story-telling, amatus.”

“Okay, okay. Settle down, c’mon, because this story kicks a…I mean…butt. Alright…once upon a time, there was a dragon. A biiiiiig dragon. And you know what dragons mean?”

The echo of mayhem followed Dorian down the stone stairs, and he could not help but quench the bittersweet taste in his mouth with the most exasperated, yet content, of laughs.

Manorian Baby Headcanons

Manorian baby Headcanons Because I’m obsessed and unashamed (If you want any other ship or Headcanons just ask because I ship like everything due to my apparent addiction to pain)

Feysand Nessian Rowaelin


-So pregnant Manon. Terrifying before, unfathomable now.

-She found out after she goes to ride Abraxos and he starts smelling her all weird like and then refuses to take her flying. She’s like ‘this is your fucking job take me flying you shit’. The next day she realises that she is very late and whoops that’s what happens when you have unprotected sex with a man that you can’t keep your hands off.

-She’s happy but nervous. She can’t help but think about Asterin and her baby and how she lost it. She stopped the practise of exiling witches who’s witchlings died as soon as she became clan leader, but she’s not nervous about that. She’s nervous about telling Dorian they were going to have a child just to break his heart if it didn’t make it.

-Dorian finds out its in the most mundane way possible. Like an 'oh yeah I’m pregnant btw’ over dinner.

-He doesn’t say anything for a good 5 minutes. Just stares at her.

-Then he starts crying.

-Then he runs to tell Chaol because this is one of the biggest moments of his life and wait he should probably go talk to Manon first.

-So Manon is this piece of work complete Bitch to anyone who even dares to come near her while she’s carrying not just the heir to the throne of Adarlan but also the heir to the Blackbeaks. Except for her thirteen of course.

-Even Dorian was wary of her for a total of 5 minutes before he realised he was being an idiot and went up to her and kissed her harder than he ever had before.

-Asterin is a blubbering mess when she finds out and is so excited and insists on having a baby shower but Manon is like 'I’m only a few weeks pregnant that is excessive and I’m right thanks see ya’ but then reconsiders when she thinks about what happened to Asterin and why she is so excited and decides that Asterin can do this one thing.

-As Manon gets bigger it’s gets harder and harder for her to sleep. She’s awake constantly which effects her more than she would like. Eventually her and Dorian find the perfect position to sleep in (her slightly on her side with her arms around him and him being on his back. He also plays with her hair which she denies she like but the girl lives for it seriously).

-Manon knows that they’re having a girl. There is no question about it. She’s a witchling and her eyes are going to be fully gold just like her mum.

-Towards the end of her pregnancy her and Dorian start receiving baby gifts from all across Erilea. Dorian happily opens them, storing away what they’ll use (like unnecessarily fashionable baby clothing curtesy of Aelin) and donating the things they don’t want (“why the fuck did they send us a cat?! We don’t need a cat. Feed it to the Wyverns.” “We’re not feeding to the Wyverns my Love I’ll just give it to Nesryn for her family farm.” “If you insist but I bet Abraxos would love it.” “We both know he’s far more likely to become best friends with it darling.”)

-Dorian is thrilled to be having a baby. He misses having a family and hopes that he’ll be a better father than the King ever was.

-He’s also a tad nervous because it’s not like he’s had the best father figures to look up to as he grew up. His father was Shit, Chaol’s father was an idiot. He wants to do the best for his child but he doesn’t know what the best is.

-Manon is fierce when it comes to continuing to be independent despite the fact that she’s pregnant.

-She’s with her thirteen planning a reconstruction of the wastes when there’s a sharp pain through her abdomen. She tries to ignore it (she’s knows that she has most likely gone into labour and it can fucking wait she’s not due for 2 weeks and she has work to do) but can’t when she starts bleeding. A lot.

-She’s taken to a healer straight away by Asterin and she’s screaming for Dorian and where the fuck is Elide she said she was going to be there for the birth to help her and the pain is waaaayy to much and she passes out.

-That’s how Dorian finds her. In a small cottage of the closest healer, any colour to her already pale face gone. Dorian nearly can’t walk in. It looks like she’s dead.

-But it takes a lot more than that to bring down Manon bloody Blackbeak.

-When the birth is over and Manon is resting after losing so much blood, Dorian has some time alone with his precious baby girl.

-She’s colourless except for the rosy redness to her cheeks. Even her hair was as white as the moon. Except when she opens her eyes, Dorian is shocked to see one is startling gold, and the other is a crystalline blue

. -He knows his baby girl is going to be a heartbreaker, but it’s doesn’t matter because he’s never letting any boys near her anyway.

  -everyone is a bit on edge to see how Manon handles being a mother, but like everything she does, she is a total badass at it.

-She also cries, for the first time in years, when she gets to hold her daughter for the first time. She can’t stop telling how much she loves her and how she’ll always take care of her no matter what.

  -Dorian is a better father than anyone could’ve expected. He takes to it so naturally.

-Dorian likes to walk her around (never in a stroller he always carries her) and introduce her to his employees, but also to the people of Rifthold. As much as he loves Manon, his people were still a bit nervous about the extremely powerful witch, but somehow their strange little family makes perfect sense to everyone.

-he got an awful lot of reminders that “your highness, in no way am I trying to impose, but don’t you think it’s time to ask her to marry you?” Ah yes he should really get around to that.

-When the baby is 8 months old she starts to walk. However, she likes to do it when people aren’t looking so no one really realises she’s doing it. She’s being babysat by her Aunty Nes and Uncle Chaol when she just wanders off without them noticing and manages to get all the way to the Wyvern yard. Chaol freaks out and tells the guard instantly to start looking for her because oh my gods he lost his best friends child.

-When she’s found she is snuggled up with Abraxos sleeping after her big adventure.

  -Despite the blunder Manon still lets Chaol near her child. As long as another responsible adult is there of course.

  -In his daughters whole first year, she never sleeps away from Dorian. The war only ended a mere year before her birth, and he’s too nervous to let her out of her sight incase something happens.

-so behold his shock when he comes home to Manon telling her Asterin has taken the Bub for a night and if she has to go one more day without having sex with the love of her life she’s gonna lose it.


-When there done the sun is coming up and Dorian can’t think of a better time to propose to her.

  -She says yes.

anonymous asked:

One thing I was thinking about: many people paint canon!Azula as some sort of murderous psycho... but even at her worse, on the day of her coronation, she never murdered anyone. Instead, she banished them. That means Azula is NOT instinctively murderous. She's instinctively authoritarian, but her constant death threats along the series are just that: threats, that she would likely never follow up.

I am not sure if I ever used this as an argument in her favor. If I didn’t do it it’s because I forgot to, but I remember having thought this exact same thing. I agree with you 100%, Anon.

Not only does Azula not harm most people whom she takes captive (which rules out the sadistic torturer facade people keep forcing into her character), but even as she loses her mind, she’s not ready or eager to kill her servants or guards. She banishes them all, and it’s not exactly a great idea either, but she makes them leave instead of executing them or something.

And let it be known that she could easily want to kill people, because she did shoot Aang full of lightning and expected him to be dead , right? But she doesn’t choose to kill any of the people she banished. In fact, I don’t think killing them crossed her mind as a real possibility to begin with. She doesn’t even tell the first servant that she ought to execute her for her mistake, she says the crime was severe but that since it’s a special day she’ll show mercy (meaning, she knows she can kill but she chooses not to). It’s easy to imagine that, since her irritation only continued to escalate that day, she might have resorted to a more final punishment than banishment when dealing with the Dai Li, or with Lo and Li. Yet nothing. She never resorted to her political power to kill anyone. As you said, she doesn’t murder people willy-nilly: it’s not her immediate impulse. 

Now, of course, people will counter our arguments here with “But she DID try to kill Zuko in their Agni Kai!”

… She actually was trying to shoot Katara, but that’s not the point xD

We can’t lose sight of the fact that her problem with Zuko was far more personal than the ones she had with most anyone (perhaps only with the exception of her mother). She blames Zuko for everything she has lost and from what she can see, he’s here to take the last thing she has left, the throne her father has handed down to her. 

Azula isn’t going to let him take that too, and if killing him is what needs to be done to stop him, she’s ready to do it. But let’s take a look at some interesting evidence…

This is when Zuko falls in the Southern Raiders, on the very episode where she first threatens to kill him. She’s not exactly jumping up and down with joy here, after Zuko falls while fighting her. Either she knows he’s not dead here (which is hard to say, considering he was just falling from ridiculous heights and with no salvation in sight…), or she just doesn’t REALLY want to kill her brother and thinking he’d plummet to his death really brought her no relief or joy or any enjoyable feelings. I guess everyone’s free to pick the narrative that suits them better.

But there’s something else I need to say…

During the Agni Kai, Azula KNOWS Zuko isn’t dead after she shoots him full of lightning.

She tells Katara she’d rather the family physician looks after Zuko, doesn’t she? She might have said something a little more morbid than that if she was absolutely certain that she’d killed her brother. Maybe the family mortician would look after him instead, or she would have told Katara that Zuko’s funerary pyre would be lovely or something equally awful, right? But no. She says the family physician should look after Zuko. Huh.

This makes me think she knew her attack hadn’t been lethal, or that she noticed he partially redirected it. I also think lightning isn’t always lethal (some people even say she didn’t even kill Aang in Book 2, so that as well supports the theory that lightning may not be instantly or inherently murderous). Sure, both Aang and Zuko needed Katara’s magic water to fix them after they were electrocuted, but Aang needed the special oasis water: Zuko doesn’t. Is it because of the partial redirection? Probably. But since he still moves a bit and whatnot, Azula knows she didn’t kill her brother. 

But instead of trying to finish him off? She fights Katara and leaves Zuko writhing where he is. Simply put, she doesn’t NEED to kill him and she knows it. She just needs him out of her way.

So indeed, I think Azula didn’t want to kill: Azula wanted to win, and yes, she was ready to do whatever it took to take absolute victory. Even at her worst, as you said, her immediate instinct isn’t to kill: that’s something she can do if need be, but it’s not the #1 resource she relies on to finish off her enemies or something she enjoys doing. Else she would have likely killed heaps of people throughout the show because she had LOTS of chances to do so. As you said, she issued threats after threats that she NEVER follows through with. The only almost-deaths she delivers are Aang and Zuko’s, and in the end neither of them died for real.

Simply put: Azula is not a murderer, never was.


Prompt; its late at the BAU and you and Spencer are stuck finishing paperwork but he finishes before you which leads to him distracting you - overall fluff :))
Warnings; nada


It was late, too late. Midnight to be exact.

Spencer sat across from you, scribbling away on several papers with his eyebrows furrowed in concentration and bottom lip caught between his teeth.

“Hey Spence?” You lightly question.

“Hm?” He answers, not looking up from his papers.

“Are you almost done?” You frown as you look down at your own work. You were a little more than halfway through and you just wanted to get all these documents off your already crowded desk.

“Actually,” he trails off, still scribbling away. “I just finished.”

He drops his pen onto his desk and leans back onto his reclining office chair while stretching out his arms and yawning.

“Wish I could say the same,” you complain as you turned your attention back to your work. You would have loved to admire him and talk to him more but there’s always plenty of time for that at home.

You could hear the rustling of papers being stacked and shoved into folders which then go into his leather satchel. You envied him at the moment, wanting to pack up everything at your desk and go home.

“Don’t wait up for me at home,” you yawn as you sign off a paper.

“What makes you think I’m going home and leaving you here all alone and stressed,” he glides across the desks on his rolling chair before stopping at your side and giving you a cheeky smile.

“What makes you think I’m stressed?” You laugh curiously.

“Well, telling by your body language it’s actually quite easy to det-” you clamp your hand over his mouth to keep him from going into a series of facts and statistics.

“You know I love you and your rambles, Spence, but I have to finish this,” you point at your work and he nods. “Like now. I want to go home.”

“Here,” he reaches for a small stack of papers and placing them in front of him. “Let me help you.”

You smiled gratefully at him as the both of you sat hunched over your desk and finishing whatever needed to be completed. About halfway through working, Spencer had decided to take a break and just sit there. You thought his dead silence was weird so you peered up at him only to find him staring at you, his chin in the palm of his hand.

Not in a weird, creepy stalker way. But in the way that caused butterflies to flutter in your stomach. You turned away before he could see the blush creeping onto your cheeks and continued to write away, but Spencer had other ideas. He gently took the pen from your hand and pulled your chair closer to his. You felt one of his long fingers tilt your head in his direction.

“Can I confess something to you, Y/N?” He cautiously asks. Your eyebrows knit together as you turn your body towards him and envelop his hands in your own.

“Anything,” you smile.

“I might not always have the best luck, and I’m sure everyone knows that,” he stops before sucking in a breath. “But when you came along, you made me feel like the luckiest guy in this infinite universe.”

“You are so corny,” you laugh as you playfully punch his arm. His smile deepens as he takes in your contagious laugh.

“I’m being completely honest,” he brings one of your hands up to his lips and kisses it. “I love you, more than anything. We got lucky that our relationship can be overlooked. We are lucky that the people we work with everyday is like a family, and I am lucky that I was able to find someone who I have only dreamt of.”

“I love you too, Spence,” you say in awe. His little speech there really got you thinking. He was right. You two are very fortunate. That day when you first walked into the BAU, exactly a year ago, you had instantly hit it off with the tall boy genius. You smiled at the memory of Spencer nervously asking you out to dinner which you happily agreed to. After getting to know each other for about five months, you both realized the pair of you were almost inseparable. You snuck around for two months before Morgan caught you two sneaking a kiss at the kitchenette while getting coffee. Morgan had continuously teased you and Spencer before everyone caught on and seemed to be in favor of your relationship. They had brushed off the rule you were so worried would ruin your career and let the two of you live in piece.

You managed to get lost in your thoughts as you gazed into his warm hazel eyes that seem to hold the galaxy behind them.

You quickly lean forward and smooth back the hair on his forehead before gently placing a kiss.

“Now, I have to get back to work,” you giggle as you lean back into your chair. As you pick up your pen once again, you feel his hand grab a loose piece of hair from your messy up-do and tuck it behind your ear. “You just love distracting me, don’t you?”

You messily signed the last line on the document and slammed your pen onto the desk in relief.

“Lucky for you, I just finished,” you stand up from your desk and stack all the papers together before looking down at your boyfriend reading something he found on your desk. “I’m just going to drop these off on Hotch’s desk and then we can go home.”

He looked up at you and nodded with a tired smile. You roll your eyes as you walk away, it’s his own fault he’s tired, he’s the one that kept you from finishing your paperwork.

When you exited out the office, Spencer stood a few feet away with his satchel on his shoulder and your bag and coat in his hand.

“I packed all your stuff for you,” he held up the bag for you to take as you approached him. “I figured you’d be too tired and when you’re tired, you’re usually forgetful.”

“What would I do without you?” You sigh contently before you wrap an arm around his waist and pulling him closer to you. He smiles and snakes one of his long arms around your shoulders and gives them a reassuring squeeze.

As the two of you walked out of the building in each other’s grip, you lovingly looked up at Spencer who’s saying a friendly goodbye to the security guard opening the door for you guys. You flashed the guard a pearly white smile before completely exiting out the building and out into the cold autumn night. You noticed Spencer’s eyes on you so you peer up at him through your lashes and giggle.

“What?” You question and he just shakes his head.

“How did I get so lucky?”

Anastasia: A New Musical (contains spoilers)

I do not even know where to begin. 

Okay so basically the way the theater accommodated for those of us who had traveled a long distance and couldn’t come back to another date of the show, they let us in to watch the dress rehearsal. I don’t regret it for a second and I’d do it again in a heart beat. Like how many people can say they saw the DRESS REHEARSAL of a show?!

So we got to the theater and they were selling bags, magnets, tee shirts, and posters…I got a shirt and two posters because they were super reasonably priced….and I know once it hits broadway the merch will triple in price. 

So we get seated and no our seats were not as great as we’d originally had…initially I had second row seats for us but since they still had all of the tech stuff set up and the professional photographer needed to get photos….we were sat in the side sections, but that was okay. 

BEFORE the show I went to the bathroom and on my way I saw a woman all made up but in regular clothes and I was like “Damn she looks familiar!” and I went up to her and I said “are you who I think you are?” and she goes “Well I’m in the show” and I said “But you were in Moulin Rouge weren’t you?” and she goes “Yes!” and I proceeded to fangirl hard core and I was like “Oh my god it’s so nice to meet you. I just found out last night that you are in this and I’m so excited because I have loved Moulin Rouge since I was 12 years old” and Caroline took my hand and said I was so sweet and asked me my name….Caroline played Nini Legs in the Air in Moulin Rouge..you know “Don’t worry Shakespeare, you’ll get your ending once the Duke gets his…end….in.” 

So so sweet. She played the new revised version of Sophie in the show. 

SO ONTO THE SHOW ITSELF…I literally spent the Prologue and “Dance of the Romanovs” bawling my eyes out….the show opened with young Anastasia being put to bed by her grandmother and her grandmother giving her the music box….they sing their special song together and then Anastasia’s parents come in and her father offers to dance with Anastasia and it transitions into the ball the night that the Bolsheviks came…..AND GOD DAMN. The thing hurt…bad. AND THERE WERE SO MANY REFERENCES IN THE SHOW THAT YOU’RE LITERALLY ONLY GOING TO GET IF YOU ARE UP ON YOUR ROMANOV KNOWLEDGE….like Alexi trips and falls while dancing with Anastasia and literally everyone stops to see if he’s okay…because Alexi was a hemophiliac. 

And basically the whole show is set up on the premise of Anastasia escaping the house of Special Purposes (or Ipatiev House) in Yekaterinburg. It isn’t entirely clear throughout the show if that’s the case or not because the last we see of young Anastasia is her going back for her music box and an explosion going off….but later in the show Anya shows Dimitri a diamond she’s had this whole time and she tells him one of the Nurses found it sewed into her clothing and she was told to keep it safe and secret until she found someone she could trust….AGAIN another thing you’re only going to pick up on if you’ve actually read about the Romanov murders…but basically the women all sewed their jewels into their corsets to keep them secret and the hope that furthered MANY people’s dreams about the survival of a Romanov for years was that the bullets bounced off one of the girls corsets…

What I loved most about this is despite it being based off Anastasia surviving and then using the core of the film, is the history that was utilized. There is a WHOLE SONG sung by Gleb about how his father was one of the officers who carried out the executions….and how his father died ashamed of what he had done….and Gleb sings about being a little boy and hearing the children laughing inside the gates of the house and then hearing their screams and the shots….and they even have Anya remembering her dog Toby who was murdered with the family…

A few of the songs like “A rumor in St Petersburg” and “Paris Holds the Key to Your Heart” were changed or had different lyrics added but they were fine and I really liked it. “Rumor” had more basis in history and they talked about St. Petersburg being Leningrad and what not…and “Paris” had more explanation on the historical figures that appear in the movie like Josephine Baker, Ernest Hemingway, Isadora Duncan, and Gertrude Stein….which I thought was great. The young lady playing Josephine Baker was a phenomenal dancer. 

There’s more of a background on Dimitri and Vlad in this, and we learn that Dimitri’s father was an outspoken anarchist who was killed in a labor camp for his beliefs…

Another thing that was great is Anastasia’s nightmare is different since Rasputin isn’t involved, but it does involve her just having nightmares in general which has her seeing her parents….so the entire Romanov’s would circle the bed while she was dreaming, demanding she remember…and Alexi breaking my heart by saying “We’re all going to die” which leads into Dimitri coming in to comfort Anya and that leads into the way that Dimitri saw eight year old Anastasia in this is very different but it is a wonderful different and leads to a great duet between the two of them called “In a Crowd of Thousands”. 

ALSO Vlad and Sophie (now Lily) and their relationship is SERIOUSLY explored AND I LOVED IT. You find out where Lily fit into the grand scheme of things as a countess, her relationship with Vlad…I was so excited to see Caroline dancing because her tango in “El Tango de Roxanne” is still one of the best things ever in my life. 

There’s another scene towards the end where Gleb is faced with the decision to do the right or the wrong thing and while this is happening in the background they are showing the soldiers advancing on the Romanov family with the rifles for the execution and the whole thing is so raw…they thankfully do NOT show the Romanov’s being murdered because that would have really made it tough for me to love this show as much as I do…

But the sets, the costumes, the acting, singing, dancing, everything was SO perfect. Broadway has a new big hit on their hands and I really hope it makes it to the Tony’s next year….It deserves it and then some. 

I can’t think of anything else to say right now…I’m just in awe…and a little tired from crying so much during the show…If you have any questions let me know, I’d be more than happy to try and answer them. <3 <3 

fics masterpost

updated as of 1 February 2016

i’ve written a lot of fics (i think) (sort of) so i decided to make a masterpost of them. i’ll make new ones in the future as i write even more, of course, but these are the fics i have now - hope you enjoy them! all my fics are tagged ‘fics’ on my blog if you want to find the full list if i haven’t updated this for a while xx

snowbaz fluff

  • hope - baz comforts simon in their kitchen at two in the morning
  • intoxicated - a very aggravated baz has to help a drunk simon back to the dorm
  • snow - disclaimer: i did not note the pun until five seconds ago. written for carryonsecretsanta​‘s advent calendar 2015, simon and baz and christmas and fluff etc
  • kiss for luck - au in which baz is sick (i know he can’t really be sick but protective simon is adorable)
  • honourary big brother - in which i spell ‘honourary’ with an u and autocorrect refuses to accept it. also in which simon stays over at the pitch mansion for christmas and meets mordelia. inspired by askmordeliagrimm​ and asksimonsnow​ because they’re lovely people
  • secrets, stars, and aero bars - the first carry on fic i actually wrote wrote (not the first one i finished and posted). basically in Fangirl Cath writes a snowbaz fic called that and an excerpt is included and i just wanted to see how and if i could expand that excerpt
  • midnight - new year’s fic. in which simon and baz dance around their apartment, because i wanted to write them dancing around their apartment. very very fluffy tbqh
  • come morning light - inspired by the lyrics: just close your eyes, the sun is going down. you’ll be all right; no one can hurt you now. come morning light, you and i’ll be safe and sound - taylor swift, safe and sound
  • movies - simon and baz and their movie-watching habits
  • it must be chemistry - potential future chaptered fic. maybe. in which i make a really good awful pun to myself in the title. normals au - simon and baz hate each other and then they get assigned to be partners for a project in chemistry class. (i never said i didn’t like a little bit of cliché here and there.)
  • distance makes the heart grow fonder -  baz is in america with his family and simon isn’t. phone calls and wishes and missing each other, basically
  • pure gold - a collection of AUs, because no matter the universe, simon and baz fall in love every single time.
  • practicetimes simon kissed baz
  • when the clock strikes twelve - another new year’s fic, because why not
  • natural - tiny fic. more like a paragraph tbh. first time baz tells simon “i love you.”
  • porcelain - tiny fic as well. baz comes home late and simon stays up to wait to see him
  • midterms - again, tiny fic i need to write longer fics i stg. au: simon and baz are normals, and friends. baz is still pining over simon, and simon remains oblivious. basically fifth year, but friends.
  • in pieces - simon’s parents argue. simon escapes to baz’s house when he can’t stand the yelling. it’s not exactly fluff but there’s no direct angst between simon and baz so i guess here it is (i really need to make more categories for this)
  • text - zero narration, only dialogue. simon can’t sleep and texts baz about it.
  • precious  - based off this quote from Fangirl: “Kissed. Cath loved that word. She used it sparingly in her fic, just because it felt so powerful. It felt like kissing to say it. Well done, English language.”
  • silhouette - more normal!au. basically the same au as midterms
  • content - tiny fluffy coffeeshop (ish) au
  • meet - simon and baz meet through playing pokemon go
  • eureka - based on the quote ‘everything is starting to make sense.’
  • mistletoe - written for carryonsecretsanta’s advent calendar 2017; simon and baz find themselves under the mistletoe

snowbaz angst

  • end in burning flames or paradise - my first ever fic (i nearly didn’t post it) (in which case i wouldn’t have this fic list right now) simon and baz fight and it gets really really bad
  • chapter 61 - my second ever fic. basically chapter 61 in simon’s pov
  • burn bright - alternately titled ‘i love parallels as well as natasha and baz together so i wrote this thing’
  • i wish - also written on a very bad night. it’s very short so the only thing i can say is angstaNGST ANGST kind of
  • all this driving is driving me crazy - i was feeling the feels on chapter 61 day 2015, so i wrote a thing. alternately titled ‘what baz said while they were driving that night’ - sort of AU because i didn’t follow the book word for word
  • beloved - a fic i wrote for sagemeryllisbanks as part of the carry on secret santa 2015. in which baz does the ‘i’m not good for you’ thing and everything collapses.
  • ages - accidents happen fast. one second, and that’s all they take.
  • the world is spinning - simon cries when he thinks baz is asleep and baz can’t comfort him until the night everything falls apart
  • have faith - a fic i wrote for the carry on secret valentine for queerkat-meerkat. in which simon doesn’t deal very well with the war (because i have convinced myself that there is no way he could have just bounced back that quickly from everything)
  • white noise - normal!au where baz, simon, agatha and penelope are on pretty good terms, but whereas baz still likes simon, simon likes agatha, and baz has to deal with his pining (this sounds really unappealing oops)
  • bitterness - bitter simon and bitter baz and hatred
  • glass - ‘what if simon didn’t deal that well with the mage’s murder’
  • half past five - very short, very mild angst. basically baz pining for simon
  • echo - tiny fic. simon and baz argue, possibly beyond repair
  • routine - tiny fic. the usual interaction between baz and simon in their dorm every day. baz sneers, simon growls, et cetera et cetera
  • fragments - “things you said when you were crying”, baz pov about simon
  • perspective - Once Cath had written what she thought was a love scene, and Wren had turned it into a sword fight. - Fangirl // a rewrite of text, with narration filling in the gaps between the dialogue to utterly change the interpretation of the situation
  • unsaid - baz texts simon and deletes drafts of messages he’ll never send
  • empty - simon can’t sleep
  • alone - baz lashes out with magic because he’s alone and angry and has nothing else to cling to
  • match - simon and agatha are perfect for each other and all baz can do is watch
  • weary - simon is too tired and broken to deal with anything
  • loss - simon deals with the loss of his magic


  • aurora - i wrote this on a really bad night and apparently people like it?? i wanted to explore agatha’s character a little bit, so this is kind of like her take on her life
  • scattered constellations - lucy’s watford era. i originally meant for it to be a chaptered fic but procrastination + school = almost no time so D: maybe at some point in the future though
  • aeroplanes - written for ask-emily-scott and ask-agatha-wellbelove based on a little au they did (basically they got into a fight and emily nearly migrated away from agatha and everyone who was there watching were freaking out)
  • amortentia - it’s not full angst, it’s just kind of sad and wistful. definitely not fluff though. hogwarts au which may (may) become a chaptered fic in the future?
  • hello - most of the time, my ships are canon, and i feel like if i ever read GTL’s Simon Snow series, i would probably be writing simon/agatha. this is my attempt at it. (also because i heard “i’m in california dreaming about who we used to be” and i went AGATHA)
  • quiet - penny and micah being the couple that is practically an old married couple already
  • ink splatters - davy is too absorbed in his work for much else
  • tyger, tyger, burning bright - the night natasha pitch died
  • worst wedding ever - based on a fic we-were-stars wrote, which was in turn based on the malec wedding in shadowhunters 1x12. this is agatha’s pov - hers focuses on simon and baz.
  • focus - agatha and her magic
  • prove - agatha, a year after she ran away
  • funerals - lucy’s, natasha’s, ebb’s and the mage’s
  • goodbye - penny and micah, the day micah has to return to america
  • pressure - simon’s feelings when the mage comes to his orphanage and tells him he’s a mage
  • courage - my take on the canon final battle in GTL’s simon snow series
  • guilt - agatha breaks up with simon, based on an excerpt from Fangirl (alternately titled falling out of love is a very painful thing)
  • fate - a fic about ebb because there will never be enough appreciation for ebb
  • beacon - ebb is one of the most powerful mages in the world, and the mage knows

fangirl (not including any stories based on carry on/simon snow excerpts)

  • blood, sweat, tears - cath expects too much from her writing
  • block - also counts as snowbaz fluff, although i didn’t originally intend for it to turn out that way. parallels wren being there for cath and baz being there for simon.

chaptered fics (i am so slow at updating though)

  • night lights: chapter one // chapter two - baz just moved into a new apartment and his kitchen window faces the kitchen window of the guy next door, and they both keep drinking coffee at ungodly hours of the morning.
  • burnt-out stars: one // two // three // four - hamilton inspired. the mage’s plans eventually lead to simon’s downfall, and lucy finds out
  • two roads: one // two - pre-snowbaz baz thinking about what would happened if simon and baz take hate over love and vice versa

mini fics (aka me getting all excited and adding unnecessary small fics to the ends of tumblr posts)

  • (x) penelope uses simon says every once in a while on simon and she and baz watch him do one silly spell before it’s all gone
  • (x‘which one of your otp is the one to die and which is the one to sit in the middle of the street, holding their dead body, rocking back and forth, screaming “come back, come back, come back”?’ ‘it could go both ways’ and then me and thepessimisticasshole got a little too obsessed
  • (x) asksimonsnow and askbasiltonpitch have had to name too many children on tumblr
  • (x) thepessimisticasshole accidentally got lotion in her hair and thought of “she’s got her hair pulled back in a giant frizzy ponytail that would probably be nice and wavy if she’d put any product in it at all. anything. hand lotion. shaving cream.” and i added on to that
  • (x) daphne making puns about baz’s name to get simon to eat basil when he stays over
  • (x) “hc that simon can’t go to bonfires or really be around fire in general anymore because the smell of smoke basically makes him relive christmas 2k15″ “wait what if baz smoked and tried to quit it for simon but simon found out on a bad day”
  • (x) inspired by that excerpt in Fangirl: “Shhh.” “I just-” “Hush.” “I worry-” “Don’t.” “But-” “Simon.” “Baz?” “Here.”
Dating Sam Evans would include...

-The first time you saw him was during the dress rehearsal for the Rocky Mountain Horror Show, in his short gold shorts.

-Sam asked you out by singing to you in the auditorium, where you first met.

-Sam taking Slushies for you.

-You helping out his family as much as you can. You mainly give his little sister your old clothes.

-Always babysitting Sam’s brother and sister together.

- You also are in awe with how he acts with his siblings.

- You being the only one that can call him “Trouty Mouth”

“Does my mouth really remind you of a fish?” 

- “No… well I mean, it’s bigger than most, but that just makes you an amazing kisser!”

- No but really, he would be an amazing kisser.

-He would always tell you how much he loves and what you mean to him. Before meting you he felt very sad and depressed about the predicament he and his family was in. Now you are what makes him happy.

- You found out he about when he was working as a stripper and tease him constantly.  

Home - Fred Weasley Imagine

A/N: yaaay! I’m back baby! haha so sorry for the delay but here it is :D


  • Anonymous said: Are you planning to do a part two to the A Right To Be Wrong? Maybe something where Fred tells Molly the whole story and she basically takes the reader in as one of her own children? I think that would be awesome! 
  • Anonymous said: Ok, I know requests are closed, but can you have this ask till they are open again? Please your writings are the best ones I’ve ever read, can you do something like the one you’ve write (Draco’s Girl) but with Fred? But a little bit different, idk, my heart, soul and body needs this, you can change what you want, but pleeeeease I need this

so, I tried my best and here it is! kind of a sequel to Right to Be Wrong but can also stand on its own :D a quick thanks to @rachel-lizzie-dare and @gold-moonlight for their help! you guys are amazing! :D 

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter

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“But what if they hate me?”

“Love, trust me, they wouldn’t hate you” Fred said bringing his girlfriend closer to him and kissing her forehead.

“I’m a Malfoy, Fred” she said worriedly. It had been almost two months since the Malfoy family had disowned (Y/N) for dating Fred Weasley and standing up for herself. She was going to spend the Christmas break at Hogwarts but of course, there was not a chance that her boyfriend was going to let her spend Christmas alone. So she was going to spend it at the famous Burrow. “And even my own family hates me.”

“First of all, you’re nothing like the rest of your family and that’s why they don’t like you” George assured her. “And besides, Ron, Ginny and I already think you’re great so basically you have half of the family covered” he said shrugging his shoulders.

“That’s not true! There are five left” she pointed out. “And Percy already doesn’t like me!”

“Percy doesn’t count” the twins said at the same time. “He’s not even coming home for Christmas. And I’ve already told Bill and Charlie everything about you. I’m sure they’re going to love you” Fred added.

“Yeah, and dad likes pretty much everyone” George assured her. “So that only leaves mum” he said with a smile making the girl even more nervous.

“Great” she said trying to smile.

She knew all about Molly Weasley and she had always wanted to meet her. She sounded like the perfect mother and she knew how much all of her children, and Harry and Hermione, loved her. So it was only natural that she would be terrified to meet the woman.

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you will pry asexual fahc ryan from my cold dead hands

-as the vagabond, he’s notoriously charming and sexy. he’s got no problem objectifying other people– even himself– to obtain information. he makes other people his tools and he even sometimes makes /himself/ a tool. anything to get to the end result is fair game to the vagabond. and it’s a tactic that works; on undercover missions he’ll take his mask off and make people realize that he is actually gorgeous (and the only reason he takes it off is because he knows those people won’t be alive long enough after to remember him). he knows all the ways to cock his head and curl his finger and wink someone into bed.

- but regular ryan couldn’t be more asexual. he doesn’t even particularly like making out– anything more than kisses makes him uncomfortable and fidgety and panicky

-It’s really a factor of a lot of psychological things?? 

-it took him /months/ to even /think/ about /starting/ to show a personality around the others. and that was an incredibly tough move for him; he was used to being so emotionally detached from everything that it was hard for him to even form opinions. having sex seemed something so entirely intimate that it was really terrifying for him.

-he also used sex for manipulation so many times that it had become /gross/. the things he had done to people– but most importantly the things people had done to /him/– had left him scarred. anytime someone tried to go past kissed he would shut down; become the emotionless vagabond that would act as a shield. having sex off-job made him tense and stressed and entirely not himself, and though he would lie and do things to make others happy or to leave him alone, sometimes he had too much on his plate emotionally to do something that stressful and lie about it and say it was fine.

-it’s really a surprise to everyone when he admits that he doesn’t actually like it. he plays the vagabond so well that no one was /aware/. his flirtatious murder eyes could fool everyone– and they /had/. But of course the crew accepts it. geoff makes sure to keep him from doing too many undercover missions. jack will give him little bath bombs and ‘self care’ items to make him unwind easier after he comes home– because even on the rare days he dissociates so much to the point where he can’t even remember doing it, he’ll come home more jumpy and uncomfortable and quiet than ever. ray will ask for permission before he gives him a ten minute long hug. gavin stays more (or slightly more) subdued for the next few days. 

-and even though he lies and says it’s fine, it’s whatever, he doesn’t even really /remember/ it (sometimes he does and it’s the worst, but they don’t need to know that), he’s secretly in awe and so grateful to have such a loving and caring family.

anonymous asked:

Aw I loved the post about your young cousin Giovana it made me tear up a little at how amazing she's doing, I hope her and the rest of your family have good fortune coming their way in the future 😊😊x

Thank you, sweetie! She’s been great, thankfully. Developing more and more each day. <3 

I’m glad people read about her condition; it’s really important, even if it’s a rare genetic condition. Thank you. <3

Mikey’s a Great Boyfriend Too!

We all know Donnie’s my favorite turt, but let’s hear it for Mikey! He would make an amazing boyfriend too. Here are all the reasons why you would be lucky to call him your Boyfriend-enstein. @jouyasha, this is mostly for you ;)

1. Lots and lots of affection. He’s the ultimate teddy bear boyfriend.

2. He finds joy in even the smallest things. There is always a reason to smile or celebrate.

3. You can geek out with him. Comic books, toys, cartoons… Aw yeah.

4. Judgement free pizza. Whenever. You. Want. (Breakfast, lunch and dinner? Why, no honey, I don’t think that’s weird or unacceptable at all.)

5. 8,000,000,000 Pet names. Mikey loves to name things and you can bet his cute little nicknames for you would be adorable, hilarious and just a little awkward.

6. Netflix on the couch on a cold day! You know Mikey would veg out with you all day and marathon awful sci-fi movies. Mystery Science Theatre 3000? Yes.

7. Spontaneous water ballon fights! (Even in my thirties, I would like to do this.) Really, with this little goober, boredom is completely unacceptable.

8. Underneath this squishy little sweetie is a tough guy who loves and protects his family.

9. Smooth Michaelangelo!

10. And finally…these:

And Babies Make Five

Characters: Dean x Reader x Sam (Polyamory), Cas
Words: 1559
This is Part Nine in the “Sharing” series, the spin off to the “Tongue Lashing” series. 

  Tongue Lashing     No More Teasing     Between Me And The Devil
Hi, Luci     Sneaking Around     Second Guessing     Used
Sharing Is Caring     Reverse A Deal     Working To Live     Free                       A Night With Dean     A Night With Sam     Things Are Changing

Warning: Having babies?

          You felt it happen and it sent a wave a panic through you, “Dean, Sam,” you shook them both.

           “Hmm?” they both grunted.

           “It’s time,” you said, “They’re coming.”

           At that, both of them jumped up, helping you lie on your back, “It’s going to be okay, Baby,” Sam said, kissing your forehead.

           “Cas, we need you. It’s time,” Dean sent up a pretty frantic prayer as he smoothed your hair back.

           “How do you feel?” Sam asked.

           “Scared,” you answered honestly.

           “We’re right here for you,” Dean said, “We’re about to meet our babies. You’re gonna do great.”

           “Where’s Cas?” you groaned, feeling a contraction hit. It wasn’t terrible, but it was enough to let you know the pain was coming.

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dorienne-fae-deactivated2017011  asked:

Do you have any recommendations for gothic romance novels? Not necessarily classics of the genre, since I'm familiar with most of those. More like something literature snobs might turn up their noses at, that's decadent and trope-y and perhaps a little silly, and hopefully available on kindle. I need some not-so-guilty pleasure reading for dark and stormy nights.

I’ve posted about gothic romances before, but you know what?  I like this question.  It’s time for me to dig out my trashiest favorites and show no shame about them.  I don’t know how many of these are available on kindle, but I would guess you’d have more luck with the recent ones.  As a general warning, the campier the book, the more unhealthy the relationship, so proceed with caution if you have any triggers in that area.

The Silver Devil- The hero is an incredibly evil renaissance Italian nobleman who kidnaps the heroine into a life of political intruige and bodice ripping.  It’s available as a free ebook the last time I looked, and contains the best grovelling scene I’ve ever read.

Lothaire- The hero is an incredibly evil vampire who has lots of sex with a self-described hillbilly heroine while she tries to excorcise a demon out of her own body and he wrestles with having awful pesky feelings about everything.  I need to read more Kresley Cole, because this book was a thrill ride.

Breathless- Hero is just the WORST.  The absolute worst.  Worthy of saying “the woooooorst” in a Jean-Ralphio voice.  That said, I greatly enjoyed this messed up little book about a libertine and his captive bride’s passive aggressive spousal battle, even though it uses a romance plot- “revenge marriage”- that I normally hate with a fiery passion.

Lord Satan- Hero is a tiefling!  Really!  This is such a fun, silly little book that I can’t get upset at any of the godawful marital politics.  Did you ever want to read about a dinner party involving an actual incubus as a guest?  Read this book.

The Lost Duchess of Greyden Castle- In a change of pace, the hero is NOT awful, just kind of a shitty father who changes his ways.  I picked up this book at a thrift store and fell in love with its heroine, trying to simultaneously solve a murder mystery, unlock the secrets of her husband’s heart, and repair all the damage done to her family through a legacy of abuse.  Even when I knew I was being emotionally manipulated, I still cried.

Her Demon Lover (by Janet Louise Roberts)- Heroine goes on an Eastern European honeymoon, has an affair with Dracula.  Well, okay, he isn’t literally Dracula, but he’s basically Dracula.  One of the rare gothic romances willing to frame the girl ending up with the spooky guy as an unhappy ending.

Dance of Death (Fear Street Saga)- I did a liveblog of this book a while back, and it was way better than I could have ever predicted.  Do you like science vampires, avenging ghosts, roses fed by blood, and maidens rebelling against their families?  Of course you do, so read this book.  Also, it has the ending that Crimson Peak absolutely should have had.

Dance of the Dead (Ravenloft)- You can see why I distinguished these!  Yes, this is a DnD tie-in book, but if you know the concept of “Ravenloft is a spooky place with a lot of spooky people, and also magic” you’ll get it.  There’s a cute, tragic romance with a fairy type creature and also a dark seduction with a zombie lord who, if you go by his illustration in the main Ravenloft book, looks exactly like Peter Cushing.  Another thrift store find I’m eternally grateful for.

Readers, add your recommendations!

boopie-doop  asked:

Hi, I'm a Korean-American guy (dad is Korean and mom is Caucasian) and I just wanted to say thanks for making this blog! My girlfriend (African American) is a few years younger than me and I'm her first boyfriend so she gets a little shy when we hang around the Korean side of my family. Seeing the stuff on here really makes her happy and gives her courage to not care about any judge mental looks.

Aw, Thank You both! I’m glad I can help! ❤


So, the beautiful @gorleska​ tagged me in a post where I had to post my top ten favorite villains. Since I couldn’t post them in order of favoritism, I’m just going to tell you their names in the order that they happened to be placed in (with a little description of their character and what show they’re from).

1. Nogitsune! Stiles (Teen Wolf): He had me chills in the scene where he was walking through the hospital- the Oni slaughtering everyone in the building. AS HE JUST CHILLFULLY WALKED BEHIND THEM AND WATCHED.

2. Moriarty (Sherlock): I just love him. He’s a sassy, little sinnamon roll. My favorite scene with him in it would have to be all of them.

3. Jerome Valeska (Gotham): Need I explain? Look at this ginger minx. I really loved the school bus scene, as awful as that sounds. He just made that horrible situation hilarious.

4. Loki Laufeyson (Thor Movies): Other than the fact that he’s absolutely lovely to look at, I love his mischievousness; his little stints that he pulls.

5. Peter Hale (Teen Wolf): YOU WANNA GET THE CREEPS? HERE’S THE VILLIAN THAT’LL GIVE THEM TO YOU. Still though, you can’t help but feel bad for him. He did watch his whole family burn to death. I’d go crazy too.

6. Tate Langdon (American Horror Story: Murder House): He’s a very, very complex kid. That’s why he made the list, to be honest. There aren’t a lot of characters like him.

7. Lucifer (Supernatural): Putting aside the fact that I’m in love with the actor, Lucifer would have made second on the list. He’s the only character on SPN that I really love, anymore. None of the other villains in that show compare.

8. Darth Vader (Star Wars): Do I have to explain? Like? He’s iconic.

9 & 10: Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham (NBC’s Hannibal): Yes, I put these two together. It mostly counts for season three, when they become murder husbands, though. Like, come on. They are so dark and lovely, like … Wow. <33 they’d have made #1 btw


So, there you have it! Ten of my most favorite villains. <33