i still have this costume actually!

The Hogwarts House as Students (Based on People I Know)

Gryffindor

  • listens to anime osts while studying
  • highlights everything, gOD
  • acts like a roman orator during class reports
  • “pisses off” the teacher with their jokes but is secretly probably the teacher’s fave student
  • mnemonics
  • either studies ahead of time or DOESN’T SLEEP FOR 48 HOURS BECAUSE THEY PROCRASTINATED (there is no in between)
  •  flashcards galore
  • gets elected as class president because their friends thought it would be funny (but is actually pretty good at the job??)
  • determination to succeed even when they’re already too done with everything

Ravenclaw

  • has 100 highlighters and a system for how to use them
  • “do you think i’ll still have to take the exam if i die from caffeine overdose?”
  • really creative bullet journals (or minimalist layouts)
  • “how do you have such perfect handwriting?”
    “oh, it’s always been that way.”
    *actually spent 1000 hours perfecting it*
  • scrolls through the studyblr tag and calls it studying
  • posts something on studyblr and calls it studying
  • procrastinates a lot tbh. 
  • classical music
  • gets anxious about not studying. still not studying because they’re too anxious to start. (relatable?)
  • always getting irrational thoughts about their “failing” grades

Hufflepuff

  • lots of colorful pens
  • a e s t h e t i c  study spaces
  • extra af when it comes to projects (they’ll probably wear a mammoth costume during their report about the ice age. y’know, for authenticity)
  • working really hard for a subject they are not good at. feeling very satisfied when they get a high grade on that subject.
  • probably expects the worst so they don’t get disappointed
  • helping others study
  • sharing their notes
  • comforts other students who are having nervous breakdowns but they probably need comforting as well
  • all-nighters. 

Slytherin

  • motivational quotes
  • studying extra hard for a subject someone told them they’re not good at, purely for the satisfaction of proving them wrong
  • they’re e x t r a af, in general
  • getting really high grades, but only seeing that one grade that was lower than they expected
  • either really organized or really messy (but, like, in an organized way)
  • mind maps and flowcharts
  • look calm as fuck when it comes to tests but it’s probably because they’re disassociating lmao
  • working hard not just because they like it, but because they simply don’t like the thought of failing
  • really supportive of their friends but at the same time bitter when they get higher marks at something (but only because they see it as a sign of personal failure)
  • has high standards for them themselves. at the same time, they feel like everyone expects too much of them.

Someone give me seventeen-year-old Yakov Feltsman at the 1964 Olympics wearing bell-bottoms and a peasant shirt with a scarf around his head, hair cut into a moptop and skating to The Twist. He landed the first triple flip in competition and, in an interview, announced that his inspiration was the most beautiful girl he’d ever met, his girlfriend of three weeks Lilia Baranovskaya.

Yakov’s coach is banging his head against a wall somewhere just off camera.

Forty years later and Viktor Nikiforov, he of the fae-like looks and waist-length silver hair, wants to wear a bondage costume on the ice and Yakov can’t even tell him not to because when he tries Viktor starts screaming “COME ON BABY LET’S DO THE TWIST” and Yakov is immediately paralyzed with shame.

“I mean, really, you have no room to talk,” Lilia tells him, examining her nails as Viktor announces that he’s engaged to a skater he’s barely known for eight months. Who he’s still actively coaching.

Yuri shows up in his exhibition skate outfit and doesn’t even wait for Yakov to open his mouth before he’s holding up a picture–an actual printed picture where did he find it–in full color of Yakov on the podium at the 1964 Olympics.

“Bell bottoms, old man?” he says, flipping his hair as he skates onto the ice.

(Lilia frames the picture. It hangs in her office underneath a laminated poster reading “Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it”)

Said During D&D Starter Meme
  • Wine isn’t flammable enough. You need vodka or something.
  • Am I allowed to dance on her grave?
  • Look, I’m all for destroying things, but…
  • Are you still on the ceiling?
  • Are you /more/ or /less/ undead than [name]?
  • If you’re still alive by then, go ahead.
  • I will explain nothing. You must discover.
  • I know it was rude, okay?
  • I’m not happy about this, okay? I don’t like hurting people!
  • How many miles per hour is that?
  • There’s blood everywhere!
  • What’s a good song for this situation?
  • Will you seek revenge?
  • This is a family-friendly establishment, sir.
  • This is the third time you’ve run away over the course of this fight, if you’re keeping track.
  • That doesn’t count as a costume, it’s just a hat.
  • He’s all talk. He’s never actually killed you.
  • Wait, do you not have any money?
  • Well, maybe the demon has devoured multiple people.
  • He is not a scaredy cat.
  • None of us came here to fight a vampire.
  • What happened? Where are you?
  • Who did she get murdered by?
  • The vampire killed her, but not with his mouth.
  • You killed her! You set the fire she died in!
  • Doesn’t he know that tweets can be 140 characters?
  • Are there any other figures of authority?
  • This entire town wants to kill me, so I owe them nothing.
  • Wolves aren’t necessarily considered townsfolk. Can they vote?
  • Who do you report to?
  • These people don’t like us.
  • I don’t know what we can even do to help them.
  • That’s not my name and you know it.
  • This is by far the worst contract I have ever been on.
  • Now everybody wants to steal!
  • I’m not a thief, I’m a lady. And an arsonist.
  • It’s a bonfire.
  • Is the frog a good guy or a bad guy?
  • I feel like we’ve accomplished nothing.

American School AU’s
- we’re the last two in a dodgeball game and honestly winning is life or death at this point
- we always make it the longest for the pacer and this year I’m going to beat you
- you noticed I was cold at a football game and forced me to share your blanket
- you’re the shy kid that kicks ass at jeopardy review games and I really need you on my team
- it’s Spirit Week and we had an amazing idea for a costume so we’re doing it together even though we never talk
- it’s still Spirit Week and we’re on the same team for the grade against grade competition we have to win or we will lose all honor
- we worked together to come up with a bomb promposal for a friend but you’re actually really smooth and when you were trying out lines on me I slipped and flirted back
- we just sang the entirety of the bill nye the science guy song in class
- my calculator language has been switched to Mandarin and I don’t know why sos
- we’re making a petition to get Snapchat back on school wifi
- we’re making a petition to get more funding for the arts
- we sat next to each other for the PSAT and I lent you my good pencil and you never gave it back I want it back
- it’s a snow day literally everywhere except our school and the news is interviewing us together. you’re in shorts.
- they’re checking us for phones and I have nowhere to put mine help
- it’s the last day of school and we’re drawing memes together on the board
- I just got my period and the teacher won’t let me leave the classroom
- we’re partners for the robot baby project
- we both really like the curly fries in the lunch room and high five every time they have them but other than that we’ve never spoken
- we manage the black market for pre annotated books and the quizzes from last year
- you’re super innocent and you ask me about new terms you’ve heard in the halls

- we have the strangest student teacher and are compiling a list of things he’s said to us

- we only ever talk to exchange gossip from the groups we’re both in

A/N Anyways have some au’s direct from my life experience lol. If you want me to do any quick one shots on these send me an ask with the one you want and the pairing (doesn’t have to be romantic)! And if you want to write something from these go for it!!!

halloween sentence starters

Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

at a party

  • “I love the decorations.”
  • “There are so many sexy kitties in here.”
  • “Am I the only one in costume?”
  • “I’m not sure if this room is full of strangers or if I just can’t recognize anyone because of the costumes.”
  • “Do I hear ‘Monster Mash’ playing?”
  • “Come on, let’s dance. Even the skeletons are doing it.”
  • “Did someone spike the punch?”
  • “I hate costume parties…”

at a haunted house

  • “This stuff’s for babies.”
  • “AAAAAHHHHH!”
  • “Hey, can we…go home? Not that I’m scared.”
  • “BOO!”
  • “Wait, are you actually scared?”
  • “FuCK NO–”
  • “That makeup is so realistic.”
  • “I paid $40 so I better die.”

alone

  • “You should hang out with me later. I’m gonna marathon a bunch of movies.”
  • “[text] Hey, it’s me. I heard banging noises and I’m terrified. Please save me.”
  • “Halloween?? With friends?? What friends?”
  • “[text] I just heard some weird noises. [text] No I’m being serious. [text] I need you ri”
  • “I’m probably just going to stay up all night so the ghosts don’t kill me.”
  • “I’ll just be chilling with the monsters under my bed.”
  • “Maybe I’ll summon a demon so I have someone to hang out with.”
  • “Do ghosts like Netflix?”

with kids

  • “Don’t eat all your candy at once!”
  • “Aw~ I love your costume.”
  • “And who are you?”
  • “Look, man. You can’t give toothbrushes to kids on Halloween.”
  • “Trick or treat!”
  • “Let me check those before you eat them.”
  • “UGH, why am I stuck with a bunch of babies?”
  • “I wish it was socially acceptable for me to trick or treat on my own, but it’s not, so.”

with friends

  • “We should egg his/her/their house.”
  • “Help me with my costume!”
  • “TIME TO GET SPOOKY.”
  • “Are you just going to wear a T-shirt that says ‘costume’ on it?”
  • “Should we be drinking this much?”
  • “The ouija board says you’re a little shit.”
  • “Let’s tell ghost stories.”
  • “Time to join the skeleton war, bitches.”

as a flirt

  • “You look so hot in that.”
  • “After being freaks, are we gonna get freaky?”
  • “[jumps into __’s arms out of fear]”
  • “Your outfit is scary…take it off.”
  • “I came in here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat.”
  • “If I was in a scary movie, I’d want to be trapped with you.”
  • “You–uh–spooked…my heart.”
  • “I’d let you haunt me all night long.”

misc.

  • “Let’s carve a pumpkin!”
  • “I’d be a witch in another life.”
  • “I wonder if I still have that ouija board…”
  • “Do you believe in ghosts?”
  • “What costume are you wearing?”
  • “Let’s pull a prank.”
  • “I hate Halloween.”
  • “Can you tell me why you have an actual skeleton in your closet?”

Happy Halloween! Yeah, I know is still October 13, but! WAYNES AS THE ADDAMS! (Dick actually physically fought Tim for the Uncle Fester costume)

(Bruce Only accepted it because he and Clark could have some kind of revenge for being forced to dress up and take a picture) :

Klance stuff part 4 (Red and Blue edition)

(They communicate by feeding ideas into the paladin’s brains so no talking out loud here whatsoever for them lions)

• Sometimes Lance’s homesickness is so strong, Blue gets worried and would relay the feeling to Red and the other lions so they can mind communicate it to the team somewhere in the castle.

• Keith would always be the first to find him.

• Red would always save Keith whenever he’s in trouble or hurting but she also makes him feel guilty about not being careful by making him feel the team’s worry and fear through the lions especialy Lance’s.

• Red and Blue would sometimes talk about the wedding.

• Sometimes Green and Yellow would pitch in. Black wants all of them to have flower crowns on each head. She wants pink, baby blue and purple hues on hers.

• Red: What is a flower girl? we didnt have that on altea. Do we make a famale wear a flower costume?
Blue: Would Dear Pidge be a good flower girl, Green?
Green: I would bet my left arm she would eject herself into space before u could ask.

• When Lance and Keith were still pining, they would either find Blue sitting/cuddling together with red and vice versa and they STILL wouldnt get it.

• Red once got so frustrated that when Lance went to her for secret bonding time, she picked him up and hurled him at Keith. (Keith actually held out his hands to catch him cos he’d be damned if he let Lance get hurt)

• They both stayed hugging on the floor a bit longer than necessary until finally akwardly standing up and dashing to opposite exits with red faces.

• Blue congratulated Red on that move but it still wasnt enough so she went to grumbling in frustration while Blue tries to calm her down.

• Lance once called Keith in for dinner while Keith was doing maintenace checks in Red’s cockpit.

• She trapped them both in there while turning up the heat until Lance couldnt take it anymore and took off his jacket and shirt. Keith fainted. Lance assumed he was overheated and panicked. They got out.

• Blue did the same. Keith’s not good with the cold so Lance had to wrap him up in his jacket to keep him from shivering but ended up shivering as well.

• Until Keith quietly suggested it was ok to share body heat so they awkwardly wrapped each other in their arms until Blue finally gave up after an hour. (She wont risk freezing them to death for this)

• The other lions would feel the frustrations the other paladins feel for these two pining idiots so they sometimes chip in on helping out Red and Blue.

• Green was the one to telepathicaly disable the elevators one time.

• Yellow turned off the antigravity switch in the hangar once and they got to see Lance and Keith desperately holding on to each others hands so the other wont float away until help came.

• They argued who’s fault it was after that thinking that the other’s face was red because they were mad.

• Black can only sympathize with Shiro and shake her head in disappointment in time with him.

• Red really likes Lance, she really does but she’s still a bit bitter about past Lance flirting with every alien girl and making her baby jealous so she’s still a lil shit to him sometimes.

• Keith would sometimes sit in front of Red in the dead of the night worrying she wouldn’t want him to be her paladin someday because of his galra heritage.

• The feeling of a lifetime of loneliness and isolation would shake her so much she would accidentaly send signals of it directly to Lance waking him up and wondering why he’s crying.

• Blue once got angry at an alien trying to take (almost forcing) Lance home with him/her during a celebratory party. She physically intervened by stomping her paw in front of them and growled menacingly.

• Lance got a lil shook too and tried to calm her down after the the alien left running. “C-calm down girl I wasn’t going with them, t-they were telling me where Keith went but I guess they had different plans… thanks for helping me buddy…”

*during parties or supply runs Keith avoids being anywhere near Lance. See why in part 3*

• Blue relayed Lance’s longing feeling to Red back at the castle so she lifts Keith up and throws him out not letting him into the castle.

• With no choice he goes to the party dreading to see what he thinks he’s gonna see (Lance all over an alien girl/guy) only for Lance to find him first. “Dude! Where have you been?! Ive been looking all over for you jesus. The Poltanarks are taking pictures! You gotta be in there cmooon.”

• Keith will never forget how firm Lance’s hold on his wrist was throughout the night like Lance was scared he was gonna disappear again.

• When Lance and Keith finally got together, Blue and Red did a sublte high five. (that night, Red snuck out and scouted the 7 foot alien that was bullying her baby *see part 3*. By morning the alien was groveling for forgiveness at the castle doors.)

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Unpopular opinion about Snoke Throneroom scenes

 (apparently)…

This scene:

And this scene:

Aren’t the same.

Edit: to clarify, I believe the sets are the same – but that the TIMES are different.

There’s actually substantial evidence and this is why I like to step back from fanon sometimes and absorb things to separate myself from it and have a more objective viewpoint of materials.

My evidence is simple and pretty logical, I think. This scene:

He destroys his helmet toward the beginning of the movie, as proven by this shot where he still has that goth aesthetic bandage:

In the scene with Rey, it is clear she is in her 3rd Act costume. In the scenes with Kylo and Snoke, it appears he is still in helmet and when he removes it has the bandage from the 1st Act.

I’m not saying this observation is 100% foolproof – trailers can be tricky afterall. But… my bet with what we have so far is that the Rey-Snoke / Praetorian Guard fight scene and the one with Kylo-Snoke and him destroying his mask are different scenes. I think this will actually play an important role in showing contrast in Kylo’s character development through his interactions and actions around Snoke – there will be a scene at the very beginning of the movie and right at the very end of it. We’ll see that whole transformation in a way that’s easy to compare.

I also think he is likely destroying his helmet because Snoke has asked him to kill Leia. The heartbreaking scenes of him struggling with taking out the task are my evidence for this speculation:

He is helmet-less here, which leads me to believe it’s after the scene where he destroys it. But since he still has that goth bandage over his scar, it’s got to be early on in the movie.

We also know that Leia survives to make it on Crait and that she was slated to live out this movie.

Anyway, this is just my personal interpretation of masked vs. maskless Kylo and how these scenes show a particular timeline that would likely disprove the initial Snoke throneroom scene (with Kylo) and the scene with Rey occurring simultaneously.

And speaking of the character development and storytelling, it’s a more useful way to show that development.

Narrative Voice

Narrative voice is one of those things editors and agents look out for as a sign of raw talent. It’s something people say can’t be taught. Either you have it or you don’t. 

This may be true, partly, but it doesn’t mean that you can’t make any conscious decisions about your narrative voice. 

I love playing around with my voice in different pieces that I write, and I thought I would share some advice on how you could have some fun with your own narrative voice as well. 

I would argue that in most novels, about 50% of voice comes from the author’s own voice and natural storytelling abilities. This may change overtime, but mostly it’s just you. Writing as you write. The other 50%, I’d say comes down to writing like your narrator is telling a story to an audience. This means asking yourself two questions.

1. WHO IS TELLING THE STORY?

This is pretty simple in 1st person point of view: know who your character is and let them tell the story. Know what their opinions are. What interests them. The things they like and dislike. If they’re angry or optimistic or scared. If they use slang or speak like a professor. A voice should grow naturally out of that information. 

In 3rd person, when your narrator is a non-participant, there are two options:

The first is to tell the story strictly as yourself, in 100% your own voice, and let it change naturally as you suit it to fit your story. This means being confident in your abilities as a storyteller and just telling the story. 

The other option is to put on a costume. This narrator is you, but perhaps it is you as a grandfather, or you as a historian, or simply of yourself as someone funnier or wittier than you think you actually are. It’s still your voice. It’s still you telling the story, but you’re drawing out a particular aspect of your voice that enhances the story you’re telling

This option is more complicated than the others. This is consciously changing your voice. I believe it can be done: that grandfather might help you get into a certain mindset if you want your story to have that kindly touch of “Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of Number 4 Privet Drive were proud to say…” Thinking of yourself as a historian might add a formal sort of flare to your high fantasy novel. Believing you’re hilarious may give you the confidence to put sillier elements into your story.

2. WHO ARE THEY TELLING IT TO?

I don’t mean this in terms of who you imagine is going to read your book. That’s a different matter entirely. What I’m talking about here is the narrator’s audience. This is usually just an audience imagined by the author, unless the format of the novel is epistolary or journal entry, or the narrator references them outright. Even so, it can be helpful to remember, however, that every story is told to someone. This can be intentional or unintentional, but it drastically changes how the story is told. 

Here are some types of audiences:

  • A friend, which means they’re telling the story in an honest and casual manner, as though the reader is someone they trust with their innermost thoughts. I would say this is the most common “audience” for a novel told in the 1st person.
    • ex. The Shades of London series by Maureen Johnson
  • Someone they want to persuade, which depending on their character could mean being unreliable and defensive, or confessional and apologetic. They might be keeping a few secrets about their thoughts and feelings from the reader, and maybe even lying to the reader and/or themselves
    • ex. The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga
  • Historical record, which is not actually for historical record, but a more formal 3rd person that doesn’t focus on interacting with the reader so much as honestly reporting thoughts and events as they occur. I would say that this is one of the most common “audiences” for a novel written in 3rd person.
    • ex. A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin
  • An audience referenced in the text itself. This is a book in full story-telling mode, where a 3rd person narrator both refers to the imagined audience and the fact that they are telling a story directly on the page. This is an older style of storytelling used to be more common than it is today. The imagined audience can be a certain type of reader (children in many classic children’s books). It can also be an audience that only exists in the word of the story itself, like prospective dragon naturalists. 
    • ex. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien 
    • ex. A Natural History of Dragons by Marie Brennan

Once you’ve settled these two matters, you have a structure for your narrative voice in place. The rest, depends on your voice as an author, and for that I can only give the following advice:

  1. Read. Pay close attention to the voices of the books you admire, the way the narrative interacts with you as a reader and with the events of the text. Consider why you admire certain storytelling features and how you might implement similar features in your own writing. 
  2. Write and write a lot. Every word you put on the page is a choice you’ve made. Every choice you make will hone your voice, completely subconsciously. 
  3. Have fun telling your story. Don’t worry about the voice being polished or “good,” just tell the story in a way that’s enjoyable for you. If you’d like, experiment with different styles. Practice telling stories in the voices of people who don’t sound exactly like you. Try on ridiculous costumes. When you have fun telling a story, your reader will have fun listening to it. 
surprises - tom holland

Originally posted by marvel-is-ruining-my-life

—- requested by @hollandtomx i hope you like it & i’m sorry if it wasn’t that good, i don’t know why i’m rushing myself :(  but enjoy it anyway :)

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“Babe c’mon, it’s almost time for that Spider-man photo shoot you are all so eager to go to,” I say as I slip into my grey cardigan. I hear Tom utter some curse words from the bedroom as he runs around looking for god knows what. 

“Yeah, darling just give me a few minutes I seemed to have misplaced something.” Tom voices as he continues rummaging through his bag. 

“What are you looking for, it would be easier if I helped you find it,” I suggest, grabbing his other bag as I start to unzip it, his eyes widen and he leaps forward, snatching the bag from my hands, shaking his head furiously.

“N-No, why don’t you go wait downstairs? I’ll be down in a few,” He stutters, pushing me out of the room kissing my forehead before shutting the door in my face. I shake my head lightly at him before slowly walking down the stairs heading towards the kitchen. 

Grabbing out a bottle of water I head over to the living room, sitting down on the couch before grabbing my phone out and scrolling through my social media. 

A few minutes later Tom comes rushing down the stairs panting slightly, 

“Okay are you ready to go love?” 

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that, love?” 

He laughs at me before wrapping his arm around my shoulders as I stand up from the couch. He guides me out of the front door before heading into the car.

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“Tom, Y/N!” I hear Harrison yell out as soon as we step out of the car, I give him a small smile and a wave as I grab hold of Toms hand, I see Harry and some of the cast standing near Harrison. I wave at them as we walk towards all of them.

I let out a sigh as I hug the cast one by one, rubbing my hands together, the cold weather slowly getting to me. 

I watch as Tom gets whisked away by the makeup and hair people, I have some small chatter with Zendaya about how everything was going. Harrison smiles at me before going to Tom who was getting into his Spider-man costume.

“So Y/N, how is everything going with Tom?” Zendaya smirks, looking over towards Tom then looking back at me, a smirk still on her face. I roll my eyes at her before giggling,

“Everything’s perfect actually,” I declare a smile appearing on my face as I think about Tom, Zendaya smiles at me before pinching my cheeks,

“Oh you two are just so cute,” I laugh, pushing her hands away from my face. 

————–

The photo shoot is almost over but then Harry calls me over telling me he wants a couple photos of Tom and I, with Tom being in his own Spider-man suit.

“Can we try to have a few photos of the significant spider-man kiss?” Harry says as he looks at Tom with a smirk on his face. Toms eyes widen as I nod and he rubs his hands together. Harrison gives him a look and  whispers something in his ear as they ready Tom to hang upside down. 

They make me stand in front of him facing my back to him, as I stare directly into the camera with a smile on my face as Tom poses in the back. I see the cast recording and giggling as Tom and I pose, I furrow my eyebrows looking back at the camera seeing Harry telling me to turn around, obviously to do the kiss.

As I turn around, I swear I feel my heart stop, my hands raise to cover my mouth as I see Tom hanging upside down, with his mask on, and a beautiful diamond ring stationed in his hands. One hand lets go of the ring to pull me in for the kiss as my eyes are still wide with shock but I quickly close them for the photo. 

He pulls away all to quickly, as Harrison comes over to help him get down, more gracefully then I ever could.

I feel tears prick in the corner of my eyes as he takes the mask off, a big smile on his face as he gets down on one knee, I can hear Laura sniffle and I turn to her as she wipes her eyes, but she motions me to look back at Tom who is holding one of his hands out. 

I grab a hold of it with both hands as I bounce on the balls of my feet, forcing the tears not to stream down my face. As I grin at Tom in happiness, I hear him inhale deeply before he says,

“I would make a huge speech about how much I love you but I would hope that you already know how much I love you. I want to make this short and sweet because firstly it’s really tight in this suit right now and secondly I just really want to hug you right now, so will you Y/N L/N, become my beautiful wife?” 

I shakily reach to hold his face in my hands, I press a kiss to his lips softly.

“Of course I will,” I whisper looking away, his grin becomes the size of the moon before he puts the ring on my finger quickly before getting off of his knees wrapping me into a hug as I hear the cheers of his friends and family.

“I love you so much darling,”


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A/N: Request from anon. Not only does Loki slay as himself but also as other characters. We love him for that, don’t we?

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Costume Party - Jason Todd x Reader

Another one of those short story (at least shorter than I usually write) cause I don’t have much time before work, but still wanted to write something. Hope you’ll like it, especially you @demigodslytherin (I’ll wrote one with this prompt for Draco or Sirius another time ^^) : 

Tiny bit NSFW. 

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You weren’t fond of parties, and neither was Jason…So it’s a wonder really, how you two ended up here, at one of the biggest costume party of the year. 

Drunk out of your mind. 

You don’t even agree as to how things actually happened. 

You believe that you got dragged to this party by Dick and Barbara, and he thinks you actually came here on your own will after Bruce said he had invitations to it, but had absolutely no intentions on going because it was full of “the youth of Gotham” and he was getting tired of those “20 years old girls and boys that accosted him to hit on him and flirt shamelessly with him, while he was obviously not interested”…besides, he couldn’t go through the hassle of finding a date for that in time, and had important cases to work on. So you took the invites and went in his place…

You were both right. Bruce gave you, Dick and Babs the invitations, but you and Jason didn’t wanna go, wanting a calm date night instead…But of course, his brother and your best friend wouldn’t hear it and indeed dragged you there with them. You grumbled all the way through, and grumbled some more when you arrived at the place and discovered that it was PACKED with people. Oh and the kind of people you disliked : the rich fuckers of Gotham City that thought they were better than anyone else. Not the rich people like Bruce, who genuinely cared about their city and such…No, their sons and daughters, who were born in wealth and thought that it made them the best. Urrh. You hated those guys so much. Coming from a poor neighborhood, they always were so rude to you ! And the number of time you heard that you were dating Bruce Wayne’s son only for his money…

If any of those assholes told you that tonight, you were gonna loose it. Especially since you really didn’t wanna be here. 

The only good thing about that all ordeal, was the fact that it was a costume party, and you loved getting in a costume. Though that particular night you didn’t have much time to actually prepare anything (again, dragged by Dick and Babs), and ended up in a generic princess disguise you had in your closet, while Jason put on a pirate costume. 

Paparazzis took at least a thousand pictures of you, Jason, Dick and Barbara…”Bruce Wayne’s children out with their girlfriends to the biggest costume ball in Gotham” would be the headline of every newspapers the next day. 

You didn’t get it. It was so uninteresting to know that you guys went there, like, who cared ? Apparently, lots of Gotham folks…They loved the pictures especially, so you made sure to give them a show by making stupid and weird faces on each of them. 

Bruce thought it was the most hilarious thing ever, how you hated being a public figure so much…but he also thought it was very cute that you would endure it because you loved his son. He liked you. You and your sass. Also, you were of a calm nature, so he thought it was perfect for Jason, you were able to tame him down most of the time. 

But tonight ? Oh tonight, things went downhill pretty fast, and the first thought you had was : “Oh man, B’s gonna be so disappointed in me !”. Of course, he wasn’t, but you sure weren’t the one that would “tame Jason down” that night. Oh no. You usually never drunk, but because you were so mad about being dragged to this party, you accepted the vodka Dick handed to you and…Oh you were gone so fast.  

It took you and your boyfriend less than an hour to get angry drunk. 

“Angry drunk” was how Dick would call you whenever you got drunk, because it happened rarely, and it happened only when something was displeasing you.

You had made it clear all the way from the Manor to here, you did not want to come, but alright, to make your friends happy…

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*Incoherent screaming noises* 

My track suit has finally arrived and it is so comfortable and perfect!! Sadly the costume didn’t include any actual skater skills what a ripoff

soon there will be a proper shoot with this costume but I still have to cut the wig some more because it is still a bit too long I think

I Know A Guy - Peter Parker x Reader

Originally posted by peterbparkerr

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader
Warnings: [N/A]
Fandom: Marvel

It was the end of Spanish class and Peter was making his way to his locker when he heard a familiar voice call to him from behind.

“Peter hey! Wait up” he turned to see you, one of the prettiest girls in school, not to mention Of of the smartest waving at him. To be honest Peter was surprised you even knew his name. He even looked around to see if there were any other Peter’s around just to make sure you were talking to him.

“M…me?” He stammered once you approached. You let out a sweet laugh at his flustered reaction.

“Yeah you doofess” you said playfully hitting him in the arm. If he could without looking like an idiot Peter would have punched himself in the face. What a stupid response.

Peter’s liked you for a long time. Like he’s already said you’re pretty, smart, but also down to earth and really nice. You sat beside him in math and history and always said hi to him but because of his own awkwardness the conversation would never go past a greeting. Jesus Christ he’s never even heard you say his name because no matter how much you tried he never tried to talk back to you, just because he was too scared of looking like an idiot. Things were going to be different now though, becoming Spiderman has given him a new sense of confidence. He wasn’t going to run and hide anymore. He was going to have an actual conversation with you like a normal guy.

“So anyway Peter” you continued “heard a rumour that you’re friends with Spiderman. Is it true?“.

He takes back what he just said, now was a good time to run and hide. Peter instantly felt himself start to start to sweat at your question. This was all Ned’s fault. If he hadn’t blurted that out in front of the entire gym this wouldn’t even be happening. Yet again, if he hadn’t he probably wouldn’t be talking to you outside of class either.

Peter stumbled upon his words for a second or two but after taking a deep breath he managed to give you a clear and proper answer. <br>
“A…ah yeah I do. It’s no big deal” he said shooting you a nervous grin “he’s a nice guy”.

“Really? That’s so cool-”.

“Don’t listen to Parker” Flash Thompson said appearing out of no where and wrapping his arm around you’re neck. You and Peter both cringed. Flash was the opposite of you yet he acted like you two were dating. It made Peter’s blood boil. <br> “Come on, this is the guy who I heard was going to build the Death Star out of legos after school one day-”.

“Death Star? You like Star Wars?”.

Once again you found a way to surprise Peter. Smart, pretty, nice, down to earth, and a nerd. You were becoming even more appealing by the second. <br>
“Oh yeah” Peter chuckled “me and Ned are building it”.

“Cool”.

“That’s not the point” Flash interrupted once again “Parker’s a nobody. Why would a guy like Spiderman give him the time of day? He’s obviously lying”.

“Oh please” you replied with a roll of the eyes “I mean Peter’s probably the nicest guy that goes to this school. He’s probably never lied a day in his life. I believe him” you finished shooting Peter a sweet grin that could have made anyone’s heart start to beat out of their chests. His cheeks went pink at your words. He couldn’t help but feel guilty because that wasn’t true. The past few months of his life have only been a lie.

“Whatever so [Y/N] want to get something to eat after school?” Flash asked with a smirk.

“Er ah Flash I would ah love too… but I have to do something after school, sorry?”.
Peter couldn’t help but feel somewhat smug as he watched Flash walk away looking defeated, he immediately felt bad for it though. Once Flash was gone you turned to Peter. “If you couldn’t already tell I’m not actually doing anything after school. Maybe you can ask your friend Spiderman if he’d like to stop by my place?”.

“Ah [Y/N] I don’t think I can…”.

“Jeez Peter I was joking” you laughed “no dear god don’t ask Spiderman to show up at my house. I don’t want to look like a crazy fangirl. But… you know I’d actually really like it if you stopped by tonight. We could hang out? Talk about that Death Star of yours?”.

He felt as if he couldn’t breath. You of all people were inviting him over to hang out? This was the greatest thing that’s ever happened to him. Well besides being bit by that radioactive spider…

“Y…yeah that would be awesome!… I mean s…sure why not?” He said desperately trying to act as casual as possible.

“Fantastic, you know where I live right?”.

“Yeah of course I do… Crap that sounded really creepy what I meant was that I’ve been there a couple times for parties and stuff. I’ll be there around six if that’s okay?”.

“Sounds great” you said giving him one last smile “I’ll see you then” with that you turned away. Peter didn’t take his eyes off you until you completely disappeared down the hall.


 Peter arrived at your house thirty minutes late. He got held up stopping a bunch of bank robbers and showed up at your house still in his suit, which he had to change out of behind a bush in your backyard.

Once he successfully stuffed his costume into his backpack, he raced to your front door and rang the door bell. A few minutes later you were in the doorway grinning back at him.

“Hey look it’s Peter I suck at being on time Parker” you teased not looking actually upset. In fact maybe Peter was imagining it but you looked almost relieved to see him, as if you were scared he wouldn’t show up. As if he’d ever do that. He’d have to be crazy to stand you up.

“I’m so sorry I had to help my aunt”.

“Don’t worry about it just come inside” you said ushering him inside. Peter gave your parents a quick greeting then you lead him upstairs to your bedroom. Your house was really nice, definitely better then his apartment in Queens. Peter couldn’t help but look at the family photos hanging on the walls. After all these years your smile managed to stay just as pearly white. There were a lot of photos of you and your friends from school too. You really seemed to have it made.

“I’m happy you came over Peter” you said once you both entered your bedroom and you shut the door behind you “you’re in a bunch of my classes and I’ve always wanted to hang out, you seemed really nice. I’m happy we’re finally doing it now”.

“Me too” he replied sitting down on your bed. Soon the smile on his face faded into a frown. He wasn’t being honest with himself. No way someone like you who had a nice house, such good looks, and so many friends would want to be around someone like him.
“Look I know you’re only talking to me because I know Spiderman or whatever” he finally muttered making your smile vanish as well.

“Are you joking?! Peter the Spiderman thing was just an excuse so I could start a conversation with you. I mean all we’ve ever said to each other before was hello. I really like you for you. You’re smart, funny, sweet. Honestly I would have tried to talk to you before but I didn’t think you liked me. You know because whenever I try to talk to you you hardly respond”.

Peter went red.
“Oh that. That was really only because I was nervous about talking to you”.

“It seems like we’ve both have been wasting a lot of time huh?”.

“Yeah”.

“Well I don’t want to waste anymore time then” you said popping down on the bed beside him “tell me about Peter Parker and for gods sake don’t bring up Spider-Man. I just want to know about you”.
Ironically if Peter was to tell you truthfully everything about himself he’d have to bring up Spider-Man but just as you requested he skipped through that part.

You two talked for what felt like hours. He told you about his Aunt and you made him promise to introduce you to her. He learned a lot about you too. You both laughed a ton, turns out you were really funny. Another thing to add to the list of things that made you amazing.

Eventually your dad knocked on the door and announced that it was time for him to go so reluctantly you walked him downstairs to the front door.

“This was fun. Really Peter I can’t remember the last time I met someone so easy to talk to. Thanks for stopping by”.

“Trust me it was my pleasure. Thank you for putting up with me for this long” he chuckled making you laugh once again. Did he mention that your laugh was cute because it was. If he could have it as if ringtone without it being creepy he would. “See you tomorrow Pete” you said and too his great shock you leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Even after you closed the door he was left standing on your porch blushing like a maniac. He said before that being bit by a radioactive spider was the best day of his life. That was lie. Today was by far the best day of his life.

When I started cosplay I didn’t really talk to other cosplayers much. The talent and confidence of my cosplay sempai were so intimidating I just wanted to give up. Hell, I still feel that way sometimes, I think most cosplayers do. 

This post is a reminder: We are all, always, at a single point in an ongoing process of improvement. 

Evidence: (trigger warnings for some cringe-worthy photos)

Me, 2006:  I barely know how to operate a sewing machine, I bought my costumes from Ross.

Me, 2007: Bought from Hong Kong, took weeks just to style these wigs.

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The Martha Washington, Fashion Queen Post

Okay, so I feel I have to address an issue, I, as a thoroughly ignorant Brit, didn’t know until now.

WHY DID NO-ONE TELL ME MARTHA WASHINGTON WAS A FASHION QUEEN?

Now, granted, I’ve not had much exposure to American history, outside of my gran showing me Gone With The Wind, and the little I gleaned growing up from Alvin and the Chipmunks, The Simpsons, and National Treasure.
Watching Turn and having international friends who are enthusiastic about their history was a massive epiphany for me. Wait, there’s a whole new arena of history I haven’t explored? Sweet!

But on of my pre-conceived notions from all that pop-culture was that Martha Washington was a Founding Grandmother. You know…

Looks like little Red Riding Hood’s granny…

Look, granny! Carries knitting in one hand (possibly patriotic knitting. After all, Betsy Ross doesn’t just get dibs.)

Why Grandmamma, what big 1780s caps you have! (all the better to be First Lady with, my dear…)

From the paintings and iconography of Martha Washington, I’d have been very surprised if she didn’t own a rocking-chair. And I’m sure, in later life, she did. But that wasn’t ALL there was to Martha….

Wait, THIS is Martha, too?!


At first, there seems nothing to connect the staid, sensible-looking old lady in the first few portraits to this reconstructed painting of young Martha Washington, or the “Widow Custis.”

One of the first things I was struck by was that for a long time, Washington wasn’t really “George Washington” pre-Revolutionary War. He was the ‘Widow Custis’ husband’.

Now, according to Wikipedia:

“Martha Washington has traditionally been seen as a small, frumpy woman, who spent her days at the Revolutionary War winter encampments visiting with the common soldiers in their huts.”

I think the Widow Custis’ rather fabulous wardrobe would beg to disagree!

See the colours up there? Blue - especially that deep indigo blue - was tradionally one of the most expensive dyes available. No-one who could afford indigo is EVER going to be accused of being frumpy by 18th century peers.

Also - I could write a whole essay about Martha Washington and the colour yellow.

This particular shade, known as “Imperial yellow” ,was a big thing in both 18th century East and West. Like the fad for Chinoiserie that was prevalent at the time, this was a cultural fashion import from China.

According to an article by the University of Nottingham,

“Yellow, as one of the five colours derived from the Five Elements Theory surpassed the other colours when it became the emblem of emperor. It was thought that the emperor was located in the centre of the five directions and the centre was represented by the element earth and the colour yellow. “

The idea struck a chord with the 18th century west, and yellow became an increasingly popular colour in gowns for the upper class, gradually filtering down to the middle classes towards the end of the 18th century. Back in the 1750s when Martha was the young, attractive, fiery Widow Custis, this would have made one heck of an impact, especially in the colonies. It showed her wealth and status in one go as well as - her ability to source fabrics from the other end of the earth.

I’m also going to add that when marrying Washington, Martha’s wedding gown of choice?

Imperial Yellow. Plain and frumpy this ain’t. Martha’s practically wearing a solid gold dress.

(Reproduction on display at Mount Vernon)

And, keeping up that ‘indigo blue/purple’ is one of the most expensive dyes around theme?

May I present the First Lady’s extremely sassy wedding shoes? In purple silk and gilt thread - and with that ahem, ‘imperial yellow’ silk lining peeping out there?

to quote the excellent @americanrevolutionhotties, these were the ‘Manolo Blahniks’ of their day. And they certainly say “you are one LUCKY man, Georgie boy” in spades (although George was by no means a shabby dresser himself, the gorgeous red-haired dork.) Martha was 27 when she married him, a young, attractive widow  and businesswoman with two children and an incredible inheritance from her previous husband. This must have been the powerhouse wedding of the century!

Being an absolute costume nerd, I did a bit more research into Martha Washington’s wardrobe. What else did this fashion forward woman have in her linen press?

Well…

This gown’s an absolute confection! Pink, embroidered satin, muslin and fine lace sleeves - and don’t froget, touch of yellow in the florals there. Martha still kept her style!

It’s sometimes incorrectly named her ‘inaugural ballgown’, as it’s part of the Smithsonian’s First Ladies Inaugural Gown collection. Martha strongly disapproved of George being President and actually didn’t show up for his inauguration. She was at home, busy ‘packing’. (So you can add strong-willed and independent to the list of amazing things Martha is, too)

There’s also this rather fantastic gold brocaded ballgown. The colours have faded, but you can see traces of the original colour in the bodice -and can you imagine it glittering by candlelight at a dinner table?

In her later years, Martha adopted a simpler transitional 1790s style that’s mostly commonly shown in the portraits of her as an older lady; practical, in keeping with her status, but a little more restrained (as befits a sober older lady, by the standards of the time) Still, amazingly classy in silk…

(Also, plus-size, and still rocking it. You go, girl!)

Loving the button detailing, very chic.

Sadly, these are the only gowns that survive intact from Martha’s wardrobe. Martha was nothing if not practical and a lot of her and George’s clothes were cut up and distributed to admirers and friends. But luckily, Mount Vernon has a great collection of these remnants of finery, so I’m going to post the “scraps of history” here, with a few thoughts on what they might have been…

Gorgeous red brocade with blue and gold trailing flowers! You can still see the folds where it was pleated, probably into a robe francaise. According to Mount Vernon, the little circle you can see cut-out is too small to be an armhole. It was probably used by her granddaughter to make a pin-cushion.

MOAR IMPERIAL YELLOW. YESSS, MARTHA. WEAR ALL THE YELLOW.

And this lovely green damask - hey, there’s something that probably looked like the gown Martha wears in Turn! Full points, costume designers!

AMAZINGLY similar lace, saved from Martha’s wedding gown. The exquisite lace sleeves would be re-used on other gowns as an accessory. Again, 10/10, Turn costume designers!

one of my favourites out of the Mount Vernon collection. The peach and white and brown… oh, would look stunning on a brunette!  I can only imagine this in an open robe, or a robe francaise, or anglaise, or… *grabby hands at fabric* 

well, look who’s rocking 18th century fuchsia and imperial yellow together! DAMN IT MARTHA, GIVE ME YOUR FASHION SENSE.This is my other favourite, in case you couldn’t tell…

and finally, this gorgeous white handpainted silk. You can only imagine what this must have looked like in a gown.

Fashion history lesson over, kids. Spread the word. Martha Washington was an outrageous, daring, fabulous fashion queen.

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I BARELY finished my Acxa cosplay in time for Otakon. I had to be glued into my armor, it was lowkey falling apart all day, and there are So Many Things I need to redo/rebuild completely, colors I need to change, actual blue paint to order because I just used the purple paint I got for Lotor instead of buying new (And I need to actually style this wig? Might have to just replace it sobs) etc

But it was wearable gdi, i made it in two weeks and I wore it and it was awesome

(Also sorry my right side head fins are off and my neck and shoulder armor are open in these photos, I was half out of my costume cos we were eating–)

I’m still looking for full-body pics, but s o o n

faker-the-flower  asked:

I'm just reading through parts of the comic again and I realized that I still have no idea what's going on or how papyrus understands it-

Okay! It all begins with Papyrus’ vast interest in knowledge! (Actually he’s just bored, so he wants to read Sans’ science books) Papyrus doesn’t think like regular people, he’s not generally focused on himself but more-so on how he can improve the bigger picture.

He generally has a very curious nature and his only downfall is not fully understanding the concept of normal things/activites. Such as dating, costumes, and work. (His first job was given to him because he did something great, so obviously he believes he just has to duplicate that to become one of the Royal Guard now)

So! Back to what happened with Chara, Papyrus understands the science of it- but the general workings of what he tried to do (create save points) didn’t seem to work for unknown reasons (because Chara needed to die “permanently” for the save points to be solidified in a point of time)

When they extracted power from Chara, it was intended to be concentrated into a secondary machine to help create the save points, however, because of the many resets, and the concentrated power inside the lab. Said power basically collapsed in on itself and made a black hole that swallowed up everything (yes everything)

Papyrus being at the center of that explosion(implosion?) became the most aware of it, even to the point of experiencing a timeline a second time. Like a huge wave of déjà vu he already knew what to expect for a long period of time.

He helped the souls stuck in the “void” to reach out to Chara, which caused a sort of reset. To a point just prior to the event. It allowed Papyrus to prepare and arrange for Chara to reset the timeline once again to “fix” everything. Before they all got swallowed up again.

Unfortunately the ones that were sucked in the first time were still damaged, hence the grey Gaster Followers(And one Goner Kid). Papyrus tried to correct them but their pieces were missing. He managed to protect his brother from a majority of damage and filled as many pieces as he could (Sans is not aware he’s missing pieces, not of his soul, just of his being, that’s the creature that showed up in Sans’ room he created in Snowdin, that thing is what is left of “Aster”)

So now this event caused Gaster to be so readily erased from the timeline that Papyrus had to arrange for both of them to leave and take on new identities otherwise they would both cease to exist entirely, just like the Gaster Followers. Papyrus already saw in the void that Chara’s power was changing, and planned their leave around that.

Before he leaves, he tries to fix any of the gaps/souls that he can, he’s carrying many of the pieces but for some reason can’t locate the missing majority. Which is where he meets… Mystery Man! Quietly sitting in the void. Waiting…

Mystery Man is an amalgamation of all the pieces monsters Papyrus lost in the first event. It’s also got a lot of parts of Papyrus, including his ability to use Wingdings, and a portion of his scientific knowledge.

The biggest thing about all of this, is that it actually would have solved itself rather nicely if Papyrus had accepted his fate and been deleted. :) But in doing so would have doomed us all wouldn’t it?

“I’ll just explain it real quick! It’ll only be a few sentences!” -Me an hour ago

-Mod Tem!Frisk

Let’s talk about Isak

So here we are at the second of the meta posts I wanted to write, and for which I created this blog in order to have somewhere to put them.  This one is about Isak all on his own.  He’s such a complex, interesting character and I’m constantly fascinated by him.  However, as in all fandoms, there are certain perceptions of him that have become accepted as universal truths to the point that most fic and art uses those ideas as if they are canon.  Since I’m in an analytical mood, I’m going to take a look and see just how accurate they all are.  Again, I could write a book on all the things I agree with about Isak: he’s smart, he’s analytical, he’s an introvert, he loves Even etc etc.  But there’s not much use in rehashing that stuff again, so I’m going to look at things where I either disagree or at least partially do.

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@kabukigirl1977 asked: 

I love your Spidey comics! Is Silk going to show up at some point? She’s my favorite superhero and I’d love to see her in your style

@kakuseiofficial asked:

If you’ve heard of her, ah, what would cindy moon look like here?

@avenger09 asked:

Any plans to include the rest of the Web-Warriors. Iron-Spider,(Who could be Flash in a suit the simulates spidermans ability) Scarlet-Spider Kid Arachnid, Slik, Spiderwoman, Spider-Girl (Gwen). And the evil spiders like Kaine (Who could be the Wolf-Spider) Tarantula. Wow there’s a lot of them.

Here’s Cindy Moon as Silk! 

I say more under the ol’ cut here

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