i respect their wishes for privacy

hey guys! so any of you who are into the legend of korra might have heard about a comic strip floating around (or even saw/reblogged/posted it) and I just wanted to let all of you know that it was a leak and not officially published!

^ irene koh (the artist of the comic)’s tweet about it

please don’t spread this leak about, I know it’s easy to get caught up in the excitement (I actually had retweeted the image until I found out it was not officially released) irene and everyone working on turf wars is putting a lot of love, care, and hard work into it to make it the best possible so the least we all can do is give them respect and privacy until it is published (especially when irene has already confirmed that korra and asami will kiss and more than once before this leak happened) so please be understanding and listen to irene’s and everyone else’s wishes, thank you so much.

p.s. buy the comic too when it actually comes out!!


We care so much about these boys and that means also caring for their loved ones. The ones our boys lean on for love and care. Harry has just lost one of his closest. Please respect the family’s wish for privacy. They should not have to deal with even a well-meaning fan right now.
My heart and thoughts go out to Robin’s family and friends. I salute you Mr Twist, you seem to have been and incredible man with lots of humor and joy. RIP


Stop asking Jack and Wiishu to do a house tour. I just saw a comment about how showing the inside of the house won’t give away the address.
Here’s where you’re wrong.
If you can see through the windows and see certain landmarks and such, you can use Google Maps to find it. People have done it to them before.
People have shown up to the house uninvited and that’s not only rude and an invasion of privacy but it’s dangerous.

Please respect their privacy and wishes to not show you the house. I know it’s exciting that they’re in a new place but you have to consider their safety and privacy first.


ECCC. My epilogue.

There were already quite a few great posts about outlander ECCC experience but wanted to share my little “cherry on the cake” of attending comicon.

As some of you know I flew from London to get the chance to see Sam & Caitriona ‘in real life’ at ECCC. And as I was sitting in airport lounge, waiting for my flight back and reading first fan reports on comicon I rose to get a drink…and there they were!!! Just a couple of tables away, just the two of them, waiting for the same London flight as me :). I didn’t dare to try to talk to them or get a selfie- as frankly after 2 days of intense fan interaction this would be an inappropriate intrusion. This was their private time. And also because Sam seemed preoccupied with some problem and Cait was cheering him up so getting in there with hi can I have a selfie would make me feel a bit classless:). So I just sat gazing at those two beautiful creatures with clearly at least great friendship and affection for each other. But. I could not resist some sneaky snaps…which you can see here to back up my little story (publishing them b/c I think they are innocent 😇 enough to not be too much of privacy invasion ;).

So there you go - my little tidbit…

If anything seeing them at ECCC even so briefly made me ❤️and respect them more ( I was worried I may be disappointed). Great people and I just wish them well whether together or each on their own.

Also, once again I wanted to thank @supertam87 @sileas84, @chrismosstree, @mama-tumblz and @caitriona-m-balfe and several lovely other ladies that I met throughout the 2 days for making my short but intense Seattle trip such a terrific experience!

Taking Care // Derek H x Reader

Pairing: Derek Hale x Reader
Fluff, cuteness, sick!Reader, maybe a swear word or two
Word Count:

Request: Heyo! I saw you wanted requests, so could u do a Derek hale x reader where she’s his mate (human, but knows about everything) and he keeps her secret from the pack because he’s worried about the people out to get him. Suddenly she gets sick tho and he’s gotta take care of her which leads to the pack being curious and worried about where he is every day for a week. Fluff please :3 thanks lovie!

A/N: Wow I haven’t written for Teen Wolf in such a long time! I’m sorry about that, most of my focus has been on my main blog @Lady-Thor-Foster. I’m excited about picking my fics back up again and writing new ones! Chapter Two of Muse is coming out ASAP. I’m still taking requests!

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The beauty queen that’s Jamilla:

-Looks out for Sana while she transitions from 8th grade to Nissen

-Keeps an eye out for in school along with warnings for all her friends

-Gets mistakenly accused by Sana and has her privacy exposed

-But STILL manages to care for and worry about Sana’s wellbeing

-And doesn’t look for a conditional apology in order to care.

Like we don’t deserve this beautiful soul but I wish we could have had more time to bask in her glory for a little longer. 

For everyone wondering, take notes. This is how you friendship.

anonymous asked:

Do you think you could do #15 with FckboyAU Hoseok? So angsty and like he blames y/n?

thank you for requesting, i really hope you like it! i made this a continuation from another fuckboy!hoseok drabble i did to make it easier for myself

15. “Do you think it’s possible that I…might be… pregnant?”


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anonymous asked:

Have u ever had to tell a follower to back the fuck up bcuz they were crossing a boundary/being too intrusive?

(( OOC: I’ve had followers attempt to add me on social media platforms that I’ve already expressed a wish to keep private… but in that case I’ll just turn down the request. And if I receive asks that make me feel uncomfortable I’ll simply delete and/or block them… *shrugs* I don’t ever really feel a need to tell people to back off, I just hope everyone following me will be respectful and allow me to have my privacy when I ask for it. )) 

I’m so thankful for the Bastille fandom! Like you guys are so incredible???? I’ve been in the fandom since December 2015 and not a single time have I encountered something disturbing. You guys love the boys so purely, you give them sooo much gifts, you respect their privacy, you buy their stuff, you create beautiful art. I love you all and I really wish you see the boys many many times this year.

okay but can we talk about 13:13 in the london day in the life video, where dan says, “does it offend you or make you sad that today’s kids won’t even know what word art was?” followed by the fondest little grin?

like i feel like they have these moments all the time. moments of shared reminiscence, of times when they look back on their lives and moments of childhood that they may not have shared but were still connected by popular culture and the things that all children seem to know about. it happens in little bursts just like this, fond domestic conversations that remind them of just how grateful they are to have each other. they probably talk about things like this all the time and we’ll never know. we’ll never know so many domestic anecdotes, like dan making phil cereal when he wakes up late or phil bringing up some weird childhood story that dan uses as new fuel for teasing. we only know a tiny, minuscule part of their lives and that honestly kills me sometimes. don’t get me wrong, i of course respect their privacy, but i think we all wish we could be a fly on the wall of their london flat for just one day to see all the simple domestic things they get up to. i know i do.

ok but i literally cannot get over this. look i fucking transcribed most of 2x13 (i died inside it literally made me cringe and shudder multiple times) and mon-el’s behavior is just unacceptable.

in 2x13 he behaves like an asshole. he completely disregards kara’s words, her beliefs, and her opinions regarding mxy, because apparently she’s some prize to be won?? and then he tells her, and this is VERBATIM, okay? he tells her, “I swear to Rao I will listen! Kara, I will respect you. Just, please, just give me—just give me another chance!” And you know what? She decides to give him that chance, she decides to continue this godawful forced relationship with him. 

But what does he do immediately in the beginning of this episode (2x14), when Kara asks for privacy for personal reasons? He disregards her AGAIN, announcing not just to the people close to Kara, but to the entire DEO, that they’re dating. Just completely disrespects her wish for privacy. He doesn’t even try (ten seconds? come on. that’s not trying, and everyone knows it). His excuse is that he’s just so excited, but it comes off as Mon-el wanting everyone to know that Kara is his. Uh-oh. 

Yknow what else Mon-el said last episode?  He said, “things were a lot easier on Daxam, when I objectified women”. Does he really think he isn’t objectifying Kara? Last episode, he reduced her to some prize to be won–an object–and he was jealous of Mxy because Mxy was going to take her from him. As if Kara had no say in deciding who to be with.

He doesn’t listen to Kara, he doesn’t respect her as a person (and we know his views of her as Supergirl–he doesn’t agree with sacrificing oneself to save others. That’s not how he works). Kara told him multiple times that she could handle Mxy, and she calls him out and tells him that he “didn’t listen”. What does Mon-el continue to do? Not listen to her

You might say, well wait! In this episode, Mon-el realizes that he should listen to her! He asks her what she needs, he takes Winn’s advice!

But that’s exactly the problem. He takes Winn’s advice–which is the exact same advice Kara has been telling Mon-el: Listen to her. Respect her. Winn’s words are exactly what Kara has been asking from Mon-el, what she’s repeatedly been giving him second chances for (and third chances, and fourth, and fifth and sixth andsaldfjs;a). Surprise, surprise–when the words come from a man, Mon-el considers them. Actually thinks about them and doesn’t immediately disregard them. Hmm… wow. It’s almost like… Mon-el is sexist. Whoah………

Has Mon-el learned? Maybe he’s starting to. But it’s too late, in my opinion. Kara has given him way too many chances, and Mon-el is taking advantage of that. Maybe he’s growing as a character. But it’s at the expense of Kara. 

I don’t watch this show to see Mon-el grow. I watch this show for Kara Danvers, for Kara Zor-El. And I sure as hell don’t watch this show to see Kara being treated like shit by Mon-el.

tl;dr Mon-el doesn’t respect Kara, and I’m tired of watching the CW portray him as some ideal man when he’s absolutely not anywhere close.

Bad End

This is one of my tributes for achieving 1000 followers! Thank you all so much! Enjoy! ^_~

Read the good end here.

Note: This is going to be LONG, so grab a snack / water.

WARNING: spoilers and violence ahead. Please read at your own discretion.

Thursday, November 10th.

It all seemed to happen in slow-motion. While undergoing a mission in Mementos to complete a request, the Phantom Thieves found themselves ensnared by the Reaper. The powerful Shadow had cornered them, thus fighting was their only option. Oracle had warned them of the threat that the Reaper imposed; it was unlike an enemy they had ever faced. It was verily a one-sided confrontation; the Thieves didn’t stand a chance at their current condition.

Joker signaled for the retreat, and Oracle was in the process of analyzing an opportunity for escape. Everyone was already exhausted; those with healing abilities now lacked sufficient stamina due to the Reaper’s vicious and unrelenting attacks.

“Got it! Let’s get outta here!”

The battling Thieves promptly nodded at Oracle’s cry, and most of them managed to stealthily sprint past the formidable Shadow. However, the Reaper abruptly landed a hit on one of two Thieves leading from the rear. Those two were Joker and Crow; the latter slammed to the ground with a grunt of pain, and the Reaper cocked its revolver to deliver the final blow. 

“Damn it. Not like this,” Crow hissed, weakly attempting to uplift himself. He rolled onto his elbows to witness his attacker maliciously floating before him, then he sealed his eyes shut and braced himself for the impact of a bullet. Crow briefly considered using his ‘special ability’, but he sensed that the foe before him had surpassed the realm of chaos and was on an entirely different level, one exclusively unique to the Reaper. 

The thunderous roar of gunfire echoed throughout the corridor, and the Thieves inside the Mona car desperately shielded their ears from the noise. 

However, Crow felt nothing. He slowly opened his auburn eyes, and they widened in shock as the sight before him was unveiled.

It was now Joker that stood before him, with his arms outstretched and a cocky grin plastered on his face. “You owe me,” he muttered before he proceeded to cough up blood. Crow noticed the bullet hole in Joker’s chest; it went clean through, and crimson liquid oozed out of it and dripped on Crow’s pristine white garb. 

“You…” Crow began. “You damn fool! I was aware of your recklessness, but I hadn’t anticipated this much stupidity from you.”

Joker laughed weakly as he clutched his chest. “Some leader I am.” He pivoted to face the towering Shadow behind him. 

“Crow.” The detective glanced at the back of Joker’s head. “You can make it to the car right? Take this back to the others.” He reached into his pocket and tossed a small notebook at Crow. “Read it with them. It’s pretty good.”

“Joker…” With a bit of exertion, Crow stood on his feet and gazed at the back of Joker’s ebony head. His hand tightly constricted around the pocketbook. “So be it,” he snarled, his voice heavy with frustration… and grief.

A damn hero to the very end… he never changes. 

Crow turned on his heel to scramble toward the Mona car. His body was on fire and his muscles were screaming from the previous damage the Reaper inflicted, but he ignored the pain and continued toward the vehicle.

Joker glimpsed behind to ensure that Crow made it safely into the car. Before Crow entered the car, he looked back at Joker. Joker smirked and waved at him, mouthing a final ‘see ya’ before once again diverting his attention toward his opponent. He was slumped over, and a harsh blow from the Reaper brought him to his knees.

Crow clenched his teeth and shut the car door behind him. “We need to go,” he stated quietly.

“Wait, where’s Joker?” Queen asked while she fired up the engine.

“Damn you, just go!” he shouted, causing everyone to sharply inhale. He didn’t look at any of them, he simply stared at his lap while the rest of the Thieves sat with bated breath, simultaneously understanding that their leader would not be joining them.

The atmosphere in the car was suffocating as Queen began to drive. 

“Hold on a damn second! We gotta go back!” Skull’s voice shattered the silence.

“Skull… please,” Panther pleaded softly.

“That’s our goddamn leader! We can’t just abandon him!”

He peered at Crow, who continued to silently gape at his lap. “Fine,” Skull seethed. “I’ll go back there my own damn self!”

“Skull, that is enough!” Fox bellowed. “All that will be waiting for us is death. We’ve sacrificed one of our own already; we cannot foolishly risk losing another!”

Silence befell the vehicle again from Fox’s sudden and harsh outburst. They all knew he spoke the truth, yet none of them desired to accept it; the mere thought was too agonizing to bear.

“D-damn it… damn it all!” Skull roared, nearly pounding a fist against the dashboard until he realized that Mona would get hurt from it. Panther and Noir held each other and wept. Oracle was gazing at her monitor, silently wiping away her tears so she could navigate. Queen sunk her teeth into her bottom lip and tightly gripped the steering wheel, with tears spilling over her eyes. Fox quietly stared out the window with his eyebrows furrowed and a grievous scowl etched onto his face. None of them spoke a word until they reached the entrance of Mementos.

“Hold a moment,” Crow commanded, his voice barely audible. The Thieves turned their attention toward him. “He handed me this and instructed me to read it with you all before he…” Crow hung his head and retrieved the book from his pocket.

“I’ve seen that before,” Panther said. “That’s his journal that he was supposed to fill out during his year here. Something to do with his probation…”

“Why would he instruct us to read it? Wouldn’t it be more sensible to return it to the chief?” Noir asked.

“If I may, I recommend that we read it. Perhaps there is vital information contained within these pages,” Crow chimed.

“You have a point,” Queen agreed. “This feels like an invasion of privacy, but this was a direct order from our leader. We should respect his… final wish.”

“Then… I will leave this to you, Queen. You are the adviser, after all, and you have been a Phantom Thief far longer than I. I trust there are no objections?” Crow surveyed the team. None of them contained enough energy to object. “Very well. Here you are.” He handed the journal to Queen, and she flipped the book open to the first page.

“This goes back all the way to April, when he first arrived.” Queen glanced up at the team. “Is everyone ready?” They mumbled their agreement. “All right… let’s do this.”

Sunday, April 10th

I just got back from Shujin and I can already feel the love. Sojiro gave me this diary to keep track of my year here, but… 

Was I really wrong about saving that woman? I couldn’t just ignore that, and I don’t regret stepping in, but… oh well. It’s over now. I just need to make it through one year. 

This should be good…

“I recall him mentioning his charges earlier. I assume this is what he was referring to,” Crow said.

“Yeah, some bastard threatened the cops and that chick to keep quiet about what really happened, and Joker had to take the blame for everything,” Skull responded. “Dammit, he could never catch a break.”

“…Let’s read on,” Queen quietly replied.

Monday, April 11th

Today, I saw a girl so beautiful I almost started crying. It was something more than her physical beauty, though… maybe her aura? Oh yeah, and I met this kid named Ryuji. He seemed a bit brash, but he’s actually pretty cool. We got stuck in this weird castle and I got this new power… Persona. But why…? I got a nice outfit out of it, so maybe I shouldn’t question it too much. I looked pretty good, after all. 

Anyway, I met a ‘cat’ named Morgana, too. I felt kind of bad for leaving it in that castle, but Ryuji and I had no choice. We were late to school because of that detour. 

The things we saw, though… students getting abused… Ryuji almost dying… I can’t let this go. I won’t let this go.

“Joker…” Panther’s voice quivered. “So this is what he thought of us…” Skull simply hung his head, and Morgana’s ear twitched. Queen skipped ahead to the next month.

Saturday, May 14th

Where do I even start? Makoto’s been on our case lately. I don’t think she’s a bad person, though. She’s actually kind of cute, and I’m pretty sure I’ve caught her following me once or twice. I wonder who put her up to this… 

Mishima’s been helping out, too. He’s pretty smart, even if he’s a little… eager. Also, this student from Kosei, Yusuke, approached us today and asked Ann to be his model. Not gonna lie, I would have been willing to take her place. I’ve been working out lately, so it’d be nice to have my effort appreciated. 

Anyway, Yusuke invited us to Madarame’s exhibition, so we should go investigate. That old man puts on a nice act, but I have a bad feeling about him… If he’s really plagiarizing his student’s work, I’ll make him pay, and I’ll make sure that Yusuke doesn’t have to suffer any longer…

“He never resented me,” Queen breathed shakily.

“Nor I… Joker truly believed in us, ever since our first encounters with him,” Fox added, his voice hushed yet dripping with sorrow.

Thursday, June 10th

This TV station trip is one of the seven circles of hell, I just know it… The hot air coming from the hosts and that Detective Prince definitely gave the place that nice, toasty feeling of hell-fire. 

Hm, Goro Akechi… We met him yesterday. He seemed cool, but today he ripped the Phantom Thieves a new one. Despite that, something about him seems… off. The look in his eye is familiar… almost as if he had suffered from this world, too. Or maybe I’m overthinking it…? 

Anyway, Dome Town was pretty fun. I’ll have to go there again sometime with my friends. We’ve become so close in such a short amount of time… I hope we continue to *Igor voice* strengthen our bonds…~

…I really hope that no one reads this.

Queen chuckled, tears starting to form in her eyes from how much she missed their leader. “That’s our Joker. Always so… charismatic.” She turned to face Crow.

His back was toward her and the surrounding Thieves. Revealing his twisted expression of agony and fury would only complicate matters. “Go on. Skip further ahead, if you please,” he softly ordered. “What did he write yesterday?”

Wednesday, November 9th

We’re still in the process of securing a route in the casino. Goro’s an incredible member of the team, even though he’s forcing us to disband after the fact. We’ve come so far, though. I tease them a lot, but I’m proud of everyone. Sometimes I really wonder if I’m worthy of being their leader… but I will never abandon them. They mean too much to me, and I’ll gladly protect them until the bitter end. Even if I have to face the entire world… 

I’ve been having a bad feeling lately. I think something’s going to happen to me. If that’s the case, then whoever’s reading this needs to flip to the last few pages of this book.

“The last few pages…” Noir repeated.

“What’re you waitin’ for?! Go to the end!” Skull demanded.

“All right, all right!” Queen did as she was told. She noticed that the following pages were adorned with stains of dried…

…Tears? she thought. No way… did Joker…? Queen’s own eyes were beginning to water, but she persevered and deciphered the blurred writing.

To my teammates friends,

I’m… really sorry that you’re reading this right now. It means that I wasn’t enough, and I failed as your leader. But please, no matter what happens to me…

Keep fighting.

It won’t be easy, and you’ll feel like the entire world is turned against you, but you must remember our goal, the reason we fight. 

We fight for justice, we fight for those that can’t fight for themselves, and we fight for each other. If any of you forget that, I’m going to haunt you and nag you until you recall our purpose. 

We will take this world and banish its corruption, for the sake of those who suffered just as we did.

Now, I have something to say to each of you.

Ryuji: You were there with me from the very beginning. That temper of yours got us in a lot of trouble, but… I’m proud of you for getting angry at the injustice of the world, and getting angry for the sake of others. Keep that fire in your heart, because that’s what will illuminate the way to a better future, even when you feel consumed by the darkness of the present. I… really hope you become less hard on yourself. It’s good to own up to your mistakes, but don’t crush yourself by carrying the blame of others. You deserve more than that, so let go of that extra baggage and run free toward the bright life you deserve. Now… go kick some ass, just like we always do, and make me even more proud.

Morgana: You’re really something special, believe it or not. You have just as much of a place in our band of misfits as anyone else. We don’t abandon one of our own, okay? A true family doesn’t give up on each other, no matter how tough it gets, so we’re going to help you until you reclaim your memories, and even beyond that. A deal’s a deal, right? I’m… really going to miss you telling me to go to sleep every night. It may seem silly, but I was really happy to know that you cared for me. You’re important, Morgana, and it would be a shame for the world to miss out on someone as precious as you. Thank you for looking after all of us, and it may be selfish of me to ask this, but please continue to do that in my stead. I believe in you.

Ann: I’m left in awe every single day by how strong you are. Your smile and your heart is a force to be reckoned with; no matter what life throws at you, you always manage to stay positive and true to yourself while simultaneously uplifting others. You have more influence than you realize, and you can use that to protect those you cherish most. I know that your encouragement and presence has meant so much to me, and I know you can do anything you set your mind to, so go show the world that beautiful heart of yours that could shame even the most benevolent of gods. I’m honored that I got the chance to fight by your side and watch you develop into such a strong woman. I’m… really going to miss your radiant smile. My day never really felt complete without it, so I can’t believe I made it this far. It was like a life without the sun. So… thank you for shining on me and sharing your light with me, even when you may have needed it the most… Take care of yourself, Ann.

Yusuke: You know, they say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and you have this incredible ability to see the beauty in everything, even the most mundane of things. You never dismiss an opportunity to learn and grow from your experiences, and I trust that you never will. Because there is a lot to take from this world, good or bad, and I know that you will always strive to take the virtuous path. Don’t be ashamed to ask for help or depend on material objects to survive; you must live on and continue to share your wonderful vision with the world, because it desperately needs to see through the eyes of beautiful people like you. I’m really sorry… that I couldn’t make it long enough to see that come true, but I have faith that it will. Because you’ve changed me, and I’m… thankful beyond words for that. Never give in.

Makoto: You’ve really outdone yourself. I’m shocked that we made it so far without you, and I’m so proud that you found your potential again. That just goes to show the world that everyone is valuable… everyone has the potential to accomplish the most impossible of feats, and that’s especially true for you. You’re not useless, and you never have been or will be. You’re always going to have something to provide, whether it’s knowledge or power or even a simple smile. The moment you realized that was the moment you came alive, and watching that transition was the most rewarding thing I could have asked for. Don’t underestimate yourself, Makoto; you’ve kept me grounded all this time, and it’s been a privilege having someone so reliable look out for me. Your leadership far exceeds my own, but your trust and wisdom gave me the strength to carry on. Thank you… your guidance has meant everything to me. Charge forward with everyone, and don’t you dare look back.

Fox had to continue reading for Queen; she had begun to hyperventilate from her tormented sobs, and Panther held her, whispering shaky words of consolation through her own cries. Fox’s own cheeks were streaked with his sorrow, and he continued to read the diary through his damp eyelashes.

Futaba: I remember when we first met you. I’m so happy that you gave your life a second chance. You and your life are too precious to throw away, and you realized that through your own volition. Getting to know you is something that I cherish, and seeing you take your life back… that was priceless. You’ve done great things in your life, and you will continue to do so because it’s not over yet. Sure, it’s going to seem unbearable at times, and you may want to give up altogether… But don’t. Find a reason to live, and then strive for greatness. Fighting for your friendship and trust was well worth it; I’ve learned a great deal from you, and… you’ve shown me that it’s okay to forgive yourself. I’m… so grateful that you’re here with us right now. Know that we will always be here for you as you navigate your way toward your new future. We won’t let you fall back into the shadows of the past, because we will be right behind you. Now, go show the world what it means to live, and don’t ever give up.

Haru: We haven’t known each other for long, but you’ve blossomed more beautifully than any flower. You allowed yourself to trust again, and that is the best outcome that I could have hoped for. Your kindness and brilliance need to be shared so that others may learn from your example… just as I have. Trusting others doesn’t make you weak… on the contrary, it makes you more formidable than you could ever imagine. You’re living proof. I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to see what new plants you’ve grown… but I’m sure they turned out amazing, because knowing you, you put your very heart and soul into nurturing them. I want you to do that for yourself, too, so that you can continue to grow, and even inspire others to do the same. You’ll achieve great things and surpass even your own expectations… because you’ll have those you trust to take care of you when you feel like you’re wilting. 

Akechi Goro: We don’t always see eye-to-eye, but you’ve endured so much, far more than anyone should. You don’t have to do it alone anymore… it’s not too late. Don’t limit yourself or your value based on other people’s expectations and opinions. You are what matters, and this is your life; don’t live it for anyone else’s sake but your own. I wish we could have gotten to known each other better and come to understand one another even more… Talking with you at Leblanc meant more to me than you probably realize. I know doing the just thing isn’t always the easiest path… but please, don’t squander the chance to start over and do something good. I hope you at least give yourself that much. Thank you… for everything. You’re a fantastic teammate… and friend.

…I’ve rambled on long enough. Thank you all so much. I won’t forget… what any of you have done for me. Please… continue to do for the world what you have done for me. Keep your hearts free, and know that I will always be with you. You’ve made me… so proud to be your leader. I will always treasure our time together… and our friendship. I… I’m going to miss you all so much… 

Break free from the chains of society, and reclaim your lives. Continue to fight for the sake of justice and those you cherish, even if the entire world stands against you. That is what it means to be a Phantom Thief.

After reading the final statement of the diary, Fox gently closed the book and hung his head as his tears splashed on the ground. 

Skull was on all fours, his yellow gloves becoming wet from his lamentation. “Damn it…” he cried, his face twisting with despair.

The girls had huddled up together, embracing one another while they mourned the loss of their leader and repeatedly whimpered his name.

Mona remained standing, balling his paws into fists and silently allowing his tears to splatter against the pavement. 

Crow remained turned away from the group as he attempted to dispel his internal conflict. His rival was vanquished, and the Thieves would surely fall without their leader… so why wasn’t he absolutely thrilled? 

…It seems as though Joker was wrong, he thought, as he finally pivoted to face the retching and anguished group. Crow hastily caught the tear that trailed down his cheek, grateful to his mask for disguising his face. 

He truly was an extraordinary leader… and an invaluable friend…

The Choices We Make - Part Four

The Choices We Make

Part one
Part Two

Part Three

Part Four


The word echoed hollowly in Madara’s thoughts. For the first time that he could remember, he couldn’t grasp the concept, couldn’t wrap his mind around the notion like water slipping through his fingers. It was so foreign, so strange, and he rolled the syllables over as he tried to comprehend how and why.

And who.

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Please respect my privacy,
As I respect your need
To constantly overshare.
I don’t tell you to zip it,
I don’t want to hear it,
So don’t tell me I need
To lay everything out there.
My life isn’t an open book
For people to pick up and flip
To any given page they wish
Whenever the mood strikes
And then place haphazardly
Back on the shelf ‘til next time.
I am not so conspicuous;
My covers will not open
For those curious skimmers
Who only care about the story,
Not the one behind
The broken binding.
—  If you can’t read me in the order and timing I choose, don’t bother reading me at all

i wish more people would understand that you’ll never be entitled to know more about someone, celeb or not, than they’re willing to share with you and that you need to be able to respect someone’s wish for privacy


For anon…reader is Obi’s padawan as requested. Enjoy!

Y/N’s face was flushed from all the training she had been doing. Her lightsaber was up as she calculated what her Master, Obi Wan, would do next. She twirled her blade as the pair circled each other. Obi Wan was sporting that tiny prideful smile of his as he watched his padawan. Y/N couldn’t help but be momentarily distracted by the idea of feeling his lips.

Quickly, Y/N pulled herself from those thoughts. He was her Master, she was a Jedi in training. There was no way it would happen. Right now, she had to focus on not letting her Master beat her…again.

Finally, Obi Wan made his move. He pushed himself off the wall and started spinning toward her. The woman rolled under him and popped to her feet, quick to swing her blade back in his direction. Unfortunately, he caught the blow. She pulled back, spinning her blade above her head before crouching. She swung at his feet; he hopped it. He brought his blade against hers.

She cursed herself as she thought about how warm and close her Master was to her. With the Force, she flung her Master off of her before following it with several swings. Obi Wan parried each one with practiced ease. His prideful smirk was growing. Finally, Y/N was able to knock him on his back, pointing her blade at his face.

“I see you’ve learned how to focus enough to win,” he commented.
She helped him up while cocking her head to the side. “What do you mean?”
He smiled. “Usually, I worry that your thoughts are distracting. It doesn’t allow you to focus.”
Refusing to acknowledge the slight hint of a blush, she nodded. “Of course, Master. I’ll work on my consistency.”

He smiled fondly at her as the pair took a seat. His brows furrowed as he felt her thoughts grow once again. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, rubbing his thumb back and forth.

“Are you alright, Y/N?” he queried, “Is there anything going on?”
Blast his perception, she thought to herself before speaking, “No. I’ve always had a wandering mind, I guess.”

Obi Wan nodded. He found himself worrying because he knew her mind hadn’t always been this clouded. It used to be easier to see what was wrong through their connection. As of late, all he saw was confusion. He smiled at Y/N.

“I think we’ve practiced enough today, wouldn’t you say?” he teased with a glint in his eye.
She smiled, her thinking easing. “I finally beat you, and you claim we’re done.”
“One mustn’t forget to rest,” he jested.

The two laughed before Y/N got her things and went to clean up. Obi Wan frowned slightly as his worry returned.

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For some reason there has been a lot of hate towards Esther and that’s unacceptable. I wish I was going to a con some time soon so I could give matt maybe a gift to give to her or just some messages from fans that support her and like her because people being awful just because they are jealous are pathetic. Matt isn’t yours. He’s just a person and his loved ones deserve respect and privacy.

Always be Kind...

Earpers and WayHaughters… We do not wish for any kind of hate in our fandom.. we are all family!! 

I am throwing in my 2 shiny pennies worth of feels and appreciation and addressing the idea of being respectful and kind… (I heard some shade being tossed around about Kat and Ray, and people maybe being kinda disrespectful of our awesome Wynonna Earp cast members)
At the end of the day… the GOLDEN RULE ALWAYS APPLIES!!!!!, “treat others as you would be treated”…. Kat is happy with Ray, and as far as I know the only one of the cast in a relationship with anyone…and I only know this because she let us all know…

I am a very private person, and I deeply respect other people’s privacy. If someone wants me to know something about themselves, they’ll tell me,.. other wise it’s none of my business, and I don’t ask, or go looking or digging for information..

This cast is super supportive of each other… and each one of them is seeing their careers skyrocketing even more than before…

I can only imagine what it’s like to suddenly go from a fairly unknown/sorta known actor/actress, to International Star in such a short time.. going from a few fans to screaming crowds of die hard Earpers, I can only imagine how overwhelming it could be for them… if holding hands, walking arm in arm, hugging, and being in close proximity to each other helps them stay steady and grounded.. then let them.. they need that support… (personally, hadn’t heard of any of these cast members before this show came around)

AND!!! WE!!! SHOULD!!! SUPPORT!!! THEM!! TOO!!!… by being kind, and respectful… and knowing that Dom, Kat, Mel, Emily, Tim, Shamier, Varun, and Tamara, all take time to talk to as many fans as they can, sign as many autographs as they are able, read the tweets, listen to the music, graciously accept a large variety of gifts, stop for photos, give hugs to fans.. the list goes on and on….. they give us so much, with smiles and kind words to us, they are grateful for their fans, they know how much we care…

and they never say a mean thing about their fandom…

seems only proper to pay them the same respect… and I shall.. every day, in every way.. and should an opportunity present itself, and should I be able to deal with my crippling social anxiety, and make it to a con where they are at, I will always be genuine, kind, and respectful… it’s the least I can do, and be thankful for giving me a show that redefines awesome.

MUCH LOVE!!!…. to all the Earpers, WayHaughters, DocStachers, DragonDollsers, and all the other “ers” of this fandom that is Wynonna Earp…

Love is our motto, oh, and “Amaze Balls” when applicable..

anonymous asked:

logic saying "people faint when my emotions run high i hate this power" (that's why he surpresses emotion?)

Logan suppresses his feelings. Once they come out the two more emotional trails faint.

I’m finally working on the prompts, I’m sorry!

With great powers


Warnings: fainting, jealousy, misunderstandings. Hurt/comfort and fluff!


He had been doing this for days. Every time he saw the new couple he would grind his teeth’s and clench his fists, only to remind himself later on that he should not feel. It was so illogical, so absolutely not him, and yet he couldn’t help it

When Morality and Anxiety had come out as a couple he and Roman had congratulated them and offered their good wishes. But inside Logic was screaming, why had he never said anything? Now he had to watch the two people he loved being happy without him.

Well… okay he was being unfair. Anxiety still sat with him in the couch and ended up cuddling with him more often than not, and Morality was still begging him every night for the other to read for him. He just… couldn’t have them as his, and that hurt more than he was willing to admit.

“Lo? Are you okay?”

Logan blinked, he had lost track of time and now the two he loved where in front of him. Anxiety had a hand on his forehead and Morality was pushing his hair back, and honestly Logan felt like crying. God, he loved them so much.

At the sudden realization a number of things happened. First Logan started actually crying, startling the other two, and then Morgan and Angel where flopping in the couch. The logical trail sighed, tears were still running down his eyes but at least he knew what had happened to the other two. After a few seconds of staring at them (“I love them, I need them. Don’t leave me behind”) he called for the Royal

“Logan? Oh my god! What happened?!”

“People faint when my emotions run high” He messed up his hair and stared at the ceiling “I hate this power”

“So you couldn’t control your emotions?”


“And I’m awake because?”

“You weren’t near me when it happened. These two were right in front of me”

“So… you need help taking them to their room?”

“Similar. An’s bed is bigger”

With the royal help he took the two more emotionally based trails and carried them to the younger one bed. After Roman had go away Logic stared at the other two. He touched both cheeks and kissed the forehead of both boys, a resigned sigh left his lips and he closed himself off in his room. He couldn’t allow himself to look at them anymore.


It had been three days since the last time Anxiety had seen Logic, and he and Morality were worried. The other boy had cried for gods sakes! Of course he was worried… besides, he and Mo had had a long talk where they agreed that, if the situation were to happen, they will more than happily enter a poly-amorous relationship with the smart trail.

“Okay, that’s it, I’m going to check on him”

“Wait! Let me go with you”

So together they ventured to the other’s room. They knocked twice and waited for a response but when none came Morality opened it anyway.

“I’m respecting your privacy by knocking, but asserting my authority as a father by coming in anyway”

“Did you just quoted-?”

“If I don’t answer there’s a reason don’t you think? I was in the shower”

“Sorry Lo!” But even apologizing the father allowed his eyes to map the shirtless torso of his loved one, Anxiety doing the same in the background

“Do you wish anything?”

“We’re just checking in!”

“You postponed the cuddles” Anxiety’s voice was small, like he didn’t wanted to be heard

“And you don’t read to me anymore!”

“I’m confused. You guys have each other, why would you need me for that?” He put on his shirt and tie and the other two just stared at him. Baffled

“Logan… what happened the day we passed out?”

Logan sighed, he knew Anxiety would be the one asking the real questions but damn, give a guy some warning. He stared at them and inhaled as deeply as possible. It was now or never

“You guys passed out because I can’t control my emotions”

“That meaning?”

“I’ve… been in love with both of you for a while now. That day the feelings were just recognized”

The two emotional trails just stared at him, and then at each other, and then at him again. A giddy smile took place in the fatherly trail and a few seconds later he couldn’t control it. He was smiling and giggling, and jumping on the balls of his feet’s.

Anxiety was blushing, a beautiful carmine color covering his cheeks, and trying to cover the excited smile with his hands. Logan stared at the two, this wasn’t the response he had expected.

“Logan! We love you! Ah!!”

“So I can finally sit on your lap while we cuddle?”

“…I’m confused”

“We love you too! Aah!!”

“What Mo is failing at saying is we’ve been crushing on you for months

“So this isn’t one sided?”


“Wait, Mo, he’s gonna fall!”

And down they went, Morality grabbing Anx’s shirt before pulling him down into the cuddle pile. The three were smiling, finally with the one they loved.