i would literally sell my soul for one if not both of these

100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 5

Great team work, amigos. Here’s is part 5! 

  1. “Why is there a naked Ken Barbie doll tied up in your room?” “Goddammit, ____! I told you not to go in there!”
  2. “No Candice, I am NOT selling you my soul again.”
  3. “why is the fairy holding a gun.”
  4. “Jesus Christ on a boat made of crackers, what are you doing outside of the pod ship again?”
  5. “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT” “He said I couldn’t… and I thought it was a challenge…”
  6. “How the fuck did you dye the ocean ORANGE?!”
  7. “Why are the roses green?”
  8. “Great, you made death angry.”
  9. ”この___だ!”
  10. “That better be a press on tattoo.”
  11. “If you only listened to the nature, you could learn more than humans ever passed to us.”
  12. “So, we’re dead?” “Well, kind of… yeah.”
  13. “Remind me again why you have a centaur tied up in your truck?”
  14. “Can you stop staring into my soul every time we meet? I feel exposed.”
  15. “You do realize that he wasn’t breathing when he spoke to us, right?”
  16. “I liked you better when you where possessed by that demon friend of yours”
  17. “You’re absolutely in love with him and have been for at least 2 years if you don’t go tell him how you feel I swear to god I will”
  18. “There are worse things in life than death.” “Nobody asked you,Lucifer.” “Just saying.”
  19. “Well, it’s wonderful that you’re having a sexuality crisis, but in case you forgot, we’re kind of in the middle of STOPPING THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT!”
  20. “Why is there a horse crashing on our couch?” “Oh, that’s Satan.”
  21. “Why would I hang out with you? You’re so incompetent! Your sacrifice to the faeries was so insufficient!”
  22. “Where the hell did the dragon go?! He was right here!”
  23. “Ok, the recipie calls for two cups of lemon and a cup of sugar, but all I see are cough syrup and battery acid…”
  24. “What do you mean today’s not a Tuesday?!”
  25. “So everyone on Earth had the same dream as me?”
  26. “you know what will solve that? Scotch.”
  27. “I didn’t ask for this!” “… you didn’t?”
  28. “How is it that the least likely outcome is always the outcome I receive?!” “You should go buy a lottery ticket.”
  29. “Guys, i know you’re all busy, but if any of you wants the dinner done, i will need my arm back”
  30. “Of COURSE I care about you. That’s why I sold your soul on the black market.”
  31. “JOHN I AM BEGINNING TO QUESTION THE VALIDITY OF YOUR PLAN” “AS AM I ALEX, AS AM I”
  32. “What?”
  33. “I will take the concept of my rage, transform it into a physical weapon, and use it to BEAT YOU TO DEATH!”
  34. “Did you really HAD to slap the shark?!” “I mean… If you want me to kick it-”
  35. “I don’t care, your tamagotchi dying is not an excuse to wake me up before noon!”
  36. “You are telling me that the socks with hearts that I’ve been mocking since the first day you arrived are, in fact, what keep you alive?” “Yes!” “What?”
  37. “So you really want me to believe that you’re actually from the future?”
  38. “Dude. What have you done. Now we HAVE TO save those aliens!”
  39. “Can you just stop?” “God no, why would I do that?”
  40. “Hey at least I get laid doing it”
  41. “While that’s a lovely story, it doesn’t quite explain the fires.”
  42. “Dude, please tell me that you planned to deal with her guardian angel when you killed her.”
  43. “That’s such a stupid idea… let’s do it.”
  44. “What do you MEAN this just HAPPENS?!” “All the time, actually.”
  45. “I swear, one day you’ll kill us both.” “Oh please, I’ve never been that reckless.” “…” “That was ONE TIME!”
  46. “Why did you buy a nuke?!” “Why wouldn’t I? It was on sale”
  47. “I am fueled purely by rage and instant coffee.”
  48. “How are you a million years old, bit you can’t even remember who George Washington is?”
  49. “Because I gave not, a single shit.”
  50. “Is that a marijuana? In my good  Christian suburbs?!”
  51. “WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT KILLING PEOPLE?? YOU NEVER USE THE DRAGON, YOU IDIOT”
  52. “I don’t care if he’s a unicorn, NO ONE EATS MY MINI EGGS!”
  53. “Jesus Christ Lewis! *Again* with the Snails?” “It’s Thursday! You said Thursday’s were okay!”
  54. “Here’s a story for you. I woke up in Vegas as a makeup guru. I was REALLY drunk.”
  55. “If all your friends jumped off a cliff would you…WAIT, NO IT WAS A JOKE, STOP!”
  56. “You’re kinda like hitchhiking Ghost Busters, aren’t you?”
  57. “For gods sake, ditch the fanny pack”
  58. “Take the tomato!” “No, I don’t want the tomato” “JUST TAKE THE TOMATO”
  59. “‘That’s no moon!’ Everyone  remembered Jimmy’s words that night as he scolded his friends for half-heartedly pulling their pants down.”
  60. “WHY IS THERE A BEAR IN MY BATHROOM”
  61. “Can you believe it?” “Just barely.”  "Man, I never thought he would ACTUALLY throw the chair.“
  62. "What did you THINK girl scout cookies were made of?”
  63. “Really? That’s not what I heard from Mrs. Sanchez across the hall!”   “Mom she’s literally a possessed cow, why do you listen to her?”
  64. “You got the rubber chicken, cheese whiz, and dish soap?” “Yep” “Ok, let’s do this!”
  65. “Are you building a life-sized Godzilla at 3am again?”
  66. “Don’t get pissy at me, YOU’RE the one who didn’t say what kind of tea bags to get for the clown!”
  67. "So YOU’RE the guy the math textbooks warned us about.”
  68. “Where’s our cat?” “I thought you were responsible for it?..”
  69. “What do you mean I’m half demon”
  70. “why are you duct taping a cat to the ceiling?” “aesthetic.”
  71. “Hope is a lie. So is philosophy, morality, language in general, the sky, dogs, and about a third of the population of Michigan.”
  72. “So let me get this straight. You filled a Darth Vader costume… With cats?”
  73. “How did I die this time?” “Well, it was pretty quick. I missed it, but from what I can tell, you convinced an entire school of 4000 people to throw watermelons at you all at the same time.” “…And?” “The impact of the watermelons threw you back a couple hundred kilometers and you landed in the ocean…inside the mouth of a particularly hungry shark.” “Goddamn it I wanted this death to be metal!”
  74. “Yesterday I learned that my childhood friend was a demon.”
  75. “Please tell me you said 'What bothers me most.’ "Yes? What the hell did you think I said?” Well….it kinda sounded like “His father’s meatloaf.’
  76. "Goddammit, why won’t you die?!”  "I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! “
  77. "I’d appreciate it if you fucking stopped, thanks.”
  78. “What the hell is this?” “It’s jello, you eat it”
  79. "You didn’t” “I did and I made them watch”
  80. "Why in the hell did you think this was a good idea?” “Look, YOU try saying 'No’ to not just a primordial deity, but my little sister as well.” “…Ok, you got me there.”
  81. “How do you know that it’s supposed to look like this?”
  82. “Are you making *tea*?!” “Well what else am I supposed to do?” “I don’t know maybe STOP THE MONSTER THATS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!”
  83. “Why are you in a dress?” “Lucifer wanted to have a tea party. You don’t say no to Lucifer”
  84. “So you’re telling me that aliens invaded while I was on vacation?”
  85. “I appreciate the gesture but I prefer my horses fried rather than alive.”
  86. *whining* “But Mooommm, I don’t want to save the woooorrld!”
  87. “Now I know not to cry there”
  88. “What if we DIDNT kill the king every Thursday” “Good idea we’ll kill him on Fridays instead.”
  89. “So you’re a zombie now?” “I guess I am” “So what are you gonna do about it?” “*shrug* I don’t know….”
  90. “I guess you weren’t joking when you said that the world is ruled by ants”
  91. “When I die, tell everyone 'I told you so.’”
  92. “You’re not real… You’re only in those silly books!” “Correction, my dear, you’re the fictional one.”
  93. “There was no 'free pie’ you moron! You stole it!”
  94. “Okay, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that my pet rock has gained sentience, just like we planned! The bad news is that it turns out he’s evil and is currently building a rock army with the intent of taking over the world. aaaand, he’s trying to get Mt. Everest on his side.”
  95. “Why is our baby on a wanted poster?”
  96. “Zombies are people too, Mom!”
  97. “… I’m gonna go for it. Hold my head for me real quick, and don’t put it on a mannequin like you did last time.”
  98. “Fascinating… I was unaware that was physically plausible.” “I know right.”
  99. “ACHOO!” “Bless you.” “No sorry, that won’t work on me.”
  100. “Bye, Felicia. Take you and your cat ears! GO!”

Prepare yourselves, because starting from tomorrow we will be making ‘100 Prompts That Will Make You Cry’ lists. Hope you enjoy this one. Which prompt do you like the most?

FicsRec

These are my fav fics, most of them are smut (8

KIM SEOKJIN / JIN

  • The Devil’s Dick- Selling your soul for some dick isn’t how you
    imagined your halloween to go… - by floralseokjin

  • Off Limits - You’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend
    for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting
    it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That
    was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t
    ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…
    and it keeps getting worse… - by floralseokjin

MIN YOONGI / SUGA

  • MR. MIN - Your CEO caught your attention the first day you started
    your new job and it seems the attraction is mutual. Too bad he’s
    only interested in a relationship that benefits him. - by ellieljade

  • Baby, can I? - Yoongi is your friend, but all it takes is one wrong
    move of his hand for you to start thinking of him as something more
    than that. - by btssmutgalore

  • Carousel - He is the successor of his family’s business empire,
    and you are the female heir of yours. After the trouble his older
    brother had created in the past, he now must face certain
    requirements needed for the sake of the family’s future and to
    save his rights of inheritance, and you become his only way out.
    Everything might seem so simple, just the way they are supposed
    to. But everything isn’t always what it seems, is it?
    - by dailydoseofdia

KIM NAMJOON / RM

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‘  why was shrek’s soundtrack so incredible like who sat down and decided that a movie about an ogre would have a beautiful rufus wainwright ballad followed by a smash mouth/eddie murphy cover of i’m a believer and how can i thank them  ’
‘  i justify my impulses by the fact i’m going to be dead one day and none of it truly matters in the grant scheme of things it’s that “treat yo self” nihilism  ’
‘  all i do is listen to music really loudly while i walk in circles and daydream :/  ’
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‘  my insecurities have destroyed so many opportunities   ’
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‘  stop thinking about everything so much, you’re breaking your own heart.  ’
‘  concept: me traveling the world alone, figuring myself out, taking tons of cute aesthetic pictures, befriending kind strangers, drinking a cup of tea on a cute cafeteria, and trying out things for the first time.  ’
‘  holy shit thank god vine is gone like can you imagine all the vines about fidget spinners  ’
‘  me: reads the bad reviews of a book i didn’t like to seek validation  ’
‘  if you think you’ve hit rock bottom, just remember that my bank once froze my accounts because I bought a healthy ready meal at my local supermarket and they classed it an “uncharacteristic purchase”  ’
‘  i’m a dumbass and that’s just how it is  ’
‘  y'all actually seek validation from people that don’t give a fuck about ur feelings??? LMAO bitch me too why are we like this  ’
‘  special thanks to all the 10 year olds out there for making all those music lyric videos on youtube  ’
‘  i am so gentle and kind hearted… and stupid  ’
‘  there she goes again being over dramatic and by she i mean me  ’
‘  just letting everyone who’s ever told me a secret know that its safe with me (and my mom)  ’
‘  me n my eyebrows…………we been thru a lot  ’
‘  i wanna jump off a building and not die just relieve stress by slamming onto the sidewalk and then get up and go get a slurpee or something  ’
‘  all I want is vintage lingerie and good skin  ’
‘  nsfw: nobody’s safe from wonderwall  ’
‘  do you ever wish you could unmeet someone…. like,, we had fun times,, but it’s time for me to wipe my memory Sorry Bud  ’
‘  date a boy who reads. or better yet date a 37 year old recent divorcee with a highly diversified stock portfolio who’s looking to feel young again and can treat you to what you deserve  ’
‘  if you knew me in 7th grade i’m sorry  ’
‘  *cha cha’s real smooth away from academic responsibilities*  ’
‘  anyone else feel like they’re inherently worth less than everyone else  ’
‘  be open with your love and loud with your laughter. life is so much brighter when lived genuinely.  ’
‘  i really wish i could get a refund for all the love i’ve wasted on people like! repay my emotional labour your bill is in the mail  ’
‘  i’m such a tease. i’ll tell you how bad I want to fuck you and then probably fall asleep.  ’
‘  i’m crying my best  ’
‘  i want to be known as someone who’s full of love and radiates light  ’
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‘  how fucked up would it be if an astronaut was coming back to earth and everybody hid for a bit  ’
‘  some kid just skateboarded down my street crying  ’
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‘  which of the three pillars of modern music is your favourite, burnin’ up by the jonas brothers, beautiful soul by jesse mccartney or lucky by britney spears  ’
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‘  why am i not currently in the italian countryside with a fruit plate wearing a light linen dress? unacceptable  ’
‘  hands are weird because one of them can do absolutely everything without a problem and the other one can’t even hold a spoon  ’
‘  remember to drink a fucking shit ton of water every miserable day of ur life  ’
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‘  mATH, deATH – wake up america  ’
‘  does anyone else have a resting bitch face™, but kinda enjoys looking intimidating  ’
‘  time flies when u take a 2hr depression nap in the middle of the day  ’
‘  roses are red, i’m going to bed  ’
‘  u know when ur hairs greasy and it makes u feel so so so bad about urself. and ur entire life. everything is awful bc my hair is greasy  ’
‘  i’m just so glad the word “ugh” was invented  ’
‘  just another day of loving with all my heart and believing in the universe  ’
‘  you know when dogs sit outside with their face turned towards the sun and their eyes closed and they look so relaxed and when you pet them they’re warm? that’s how I want to feel always  ’
‘  come into bed and listen to the rain with me  ’
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‘  i want something that doesn’t taste like alcohol but has a lot of alcohol in it  ’
‘  my kink is getting some fuckin sleep  ’
‘  i’m alive out of spite  ’
‘  not to vent but: fuck  ’
‘  i think i accidentally break my own heart a lot  ’
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‘  why are there so many days?? i feel like we just had a whole day yesterday… they don’t stop  ’
‘  i walked in on my 4 year old nephew sitting alone on his bed eating grapes in the dark and i didn’t even get a chance to say anything before he said “i don’t have answers”  ’
‘  *adjusts my tinfoil hat* y’all are crazy  ’
‘  do raccoons have people hands or do we have raccoon hands?  ’
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‘  the box says “four servings” but my heart says one  ’
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‘  i hope everybody is doing their best even tho we’re all doomed  ’
‘  young adult things: washing your colors with your whites because you don’t care you JUST don’t fucking care  ’
‘  I just want to help out all the people with no money but i am people with no money  ’
‘  bricks are just domesticated rocks  ’
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‘  lets start wearing cloaks and swords again. its time  ’
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‘  will i ever have my shit together  ’
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‘  “what the fuck” is an emotion now and its the only one i have  ’
‘  it’s not a real party until you sneak away to the bathroom to question your existence as you stare at yourself in the mirror haha  ’
‘  every hard day you make it through makes you one day closer to stranger things season 2  ’
‘  assert your dominance by calling your friends by their student i.d. number  ’
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‘  i wanna be a villain so I can just saunter everywhere. the heroes are always sprinting, always running. you ever seen darth vader run? hell no. and I ain’t about to either.  ’
‘  i have nothing to say but will i shut up? No  ’
‘  i cannot believe another week is like beginning we just finished one  ’

Okay, let’s start with how extremely adorable Jughead is. Like, he cares so much about the drive-in and as we found out, the place was literally his home. Like, someone protect my son please. And he tried so hard to save it, talking to the mayor, talking to Fred and handing out flyers and stuff. Forget Archie and that love triangle, this is the important story here.

Speaking of Fred and Archie, look how nice Fred was to that fucking pedophile. Like, he was complimenting her, inviting her to dinner and being such a great guy and that bitch is just sleeping with his son. Ugh. I hate her. 

Betty keeping a diary is so cliche™ but I love it lmao. 

I AM SO HERE FOR BETTY, RONNIE AND JUGHEAD HANGING OUT. Kevin’s okay too, I guess. Still haven’t decided if I like him or not. I mean, he’s funny and all but idk he just feels way too stereotypical and I’m still most certainly not over the biphobia. But maybe he isn’t really biphobic and that was a one time thing bc how else would Betty and Veronica, who are both obviously bisexual still be friends with him? Idk man. 

Cheryl, I love you for being a bitch but damn you just got your ass handed to you by Hermione Lodge, who is just as much of a goddess as her daughter. 

Betty calling out Archie on his shit 👏 👏👏

but like she was so…good about it?? Like she got her point across but didn’t immediately threaten to tell and stuff. And, Archie, honey, how could Ronnie even back you up? Firstly, what you’re doing ain’t cool and secondly, that’s her girlfriend you’re arguing with so ??? 

Archiekins 

Where can I sign a petition to get rid of Alice Cooper? 

THE ARCHIE/GRUNDY SCENES LITERALLY MADE ME SHUDDER WITH DISGUST ew ew ew ew ew. 

Betty questioning Grotesque Garbage is   👌 👌 👌 she was really good at that too honestly I just really love Betty Cooper man. 

SHE WAS JASON’S TEACHER? SHE’S THE KILLER!!11!!!1! 

“I don’t think of my students that way” lmao bitch stop lying

Jughead being a rebel with a cause is my aesthetic. And awww, he’s talking about himself and his family for once. This boy must be protected at all costs.. 

Archie, wtf are you trying to do, telling Betty to stay out of it? She’s literally doing what’s best for you like smh man shut up. 

BETTY AND VERONICA BEING DETECTIVE GIRLFRIENDS IS MY JAM. Like, seriously, they have so much chemistry like just let Bernoica happen man. It’s literally already canon. 

I would sell my soul to Satan and sell my body on the black market to make Beronica canon. 

I’m fully aware I’m being queerbaited but Betty and Ronnie are just. so. goddamn. cute. 

‘Jennifer Gibson’. THAT BITCH.

She has a gun in the car. THAT FUCKING BITCH. SHE’S THE KILLER!!!11!

Alice, wtf is wrong with you. Fred is a chill parent. He isn’t going to tell his son to stop talking to his best friend just ‘cause you’re a psycho who wants to control her daughter.

Okay, but like I really love Hermione and Veronica’s relationship it’s so good and–WAIT A SEC THEY’RE BUYING THE DRIVE-IN. Why must you crush Jughead’s happiness?  I TRUSTED YOUR HERMIONE.

Omg Alice saw the gun oops shit shit shit (betty what were you thinking hiding it in your fucking drawer smh girl). Wow, Alice just hit a new low. It’s not cool to read your daughter’s diary 

I would have felt bad after learning about Grundy’s backstory but my obvious hate for prevented that from happening thank god. 

ARCHIE, GET AWAY FROM THAT WOMAN. NO, DON’T HUG HER. UGH ARCHIE WHY.

Let’s talk about the drive-in.

Poor Juggie god I feel so bad for him Archie where are you your boyfriend needs you

VERNOICA!! LODGE!! IS!! A!! FUCKING!! GODDESS!!!

Veronica Lodge is like fine wine. She gets better and better the longer she exists. 

I kinda sorta weirdly like the Veronica-Cheryl-Kevin squad?? They can be the ‘burn you to a crisp’ squad.

Ooh, Kevin’s got a new hottie. Also, did I mention I really love Kevin’s dad? He’s so nice.

YAS KEVIN GET SOME (My feelings are so conflicted like I want to support Kevin because he’s the only important, openly LGBTQ+ character on the show so far but like, something’s just off about him) 

Archie, please never speak to Grun–OH. HE’S LEAVING HER. YES ARCHIE YES YES YES–OH WAIT. OH NO. 

SHIT’S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, DOWN, DOWN.

Alice why tf do you have to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong? 

Man, I feel bad for Fred. 

Archie, don’t defend that woman, please. She deserves it. 

Such drama much intense very wow. 

Oh no. My bby Betty is crying FUCK YOU ALICE. 

Okay, I know there’s probably some people sad about Grundy after her backstory but we got nothing but good stuff immediately after she left? 

Fred and Archie having a moment 👌 👌 👌 (I mean, I feel bad that Archie cried and that he was upset but it had to be done) 

Betty finally standing up to her asshole of a mother  👌 👌 👌 (I still kind of think that Betty is actually Polly but idk) 

A cute scene between Betty and Archie  👌 👌 👌

The scene where Veronica confronts her mom was certainly…something.

OH MY GAWD SOMEONE BROKE INTO KELLER’S HOUSE AND TOOK ALL THE EVIDENCE. THE SAME NIGHT GRUNDY LEFT. SHE’S DA KILLER. 

Grundy is like a bag of opened chips. She gets worse the longer she exists. Archie, you could not have been more wrong when you said she wasn’t a child predator. I already feel bad for that poor new kid victim of hers. 

On the whole, this was a really, really good episode. I give it a 9 out of 10, but that’s because my queen Josie wasn’t in it and there was not enough Jughead and Archie and there was way too much Archie and Grundy interaction but hey, at least she’s gone now. 

God, I’m literally crying over Jughead. The picture with him and his sister (who tf named them Jughead and Jellybean tho) was so adorable and so sad. My poor child. 

OH MY GOD THE SCARY BIKER DUDE IS JUGHEAD’S DAD?!

Where will he go? What will he do? How will he live? WHERE WILL HE CHARCHG HIS LAPTOP ASHFRWLGHLUFU ARCHIE COME HELP YOUR BOYFRIEND 

Also, I would just like to add, Betty is the best friend anyone could ever have and she needs to be appreciated more. 

So, what do you guys think? What do you agree and disagree with me on? Let’s talk! Reblog this while adding your notes or send in an ask (PLEASE SEND ME ASKS) or send me a message or something and I will see y’all next week.

anonymous asked:

Do you have a recommended reading list for early era sci-fi stories? Like, what you think helped define the genre in its infancy? You seem to know so much, and I want to try and maybe become more knowledgeable of geeky literature roots.

Well, here’s a few recommendations to get you started on reading early pulp-era science fiction: 

Slan by A.E. van Vogt (1940). This one is about a young boy who is a Slan, a member of a tendril-headed race of telepathic mutants who, in the future, are hunted and hated to extermination by normal humans. Our hero’s parents are murdered in front of him, and he is forced to go into hiding. It’s a great premise: you’re running in the night, and the wolves are after you. The book is really worth reading for the villain, Kier Gray, dictator of earth, a man described as “magnetic and tigerish.” A huge part of the book deals with him outsmarting all the people who want his job, and you grow to actually admire him. Like Julius Caesar or Napoleon, he’s a great man…but not a “nice” one. 

The Black Flame (1948). Anything by Stanley G. Weinbaum is worth reading; his career as a scifi writer only lasted 18 months, before he died of cancer, but in that time, he totally transformed the genre: his “Martian Odyssey” changed scifi because it had truly alien and incomprehensible aliens. Black Flame is one is one of my favorites because it’s actually a scifi romance, in that the romantic story is the “A-plot” and not a subplot. Our hero is a beefy modern-day Chris Hemsworthian engineer who wakes up in a post-apocalyptic future ruled by immortals. The most memorable is Princess Margaret, the Black Flame. Her moods turn on a dime, and she can go from the most achingly alluring woman ever, the kind you’d sell your soul to have, to being cruel and pitiless in an instant. Despite that, you get the feeling she is actually vulnerable, isolated from mankind by her immortality. I don’t know your gender, but in general, all the women I’ve lent this one to love it, because it’s a love story and the Black Flame is so cool.

Galactic Patrol by E.E. Smith (1939). This is not the first space opera, but the first space opera that had everything in play as we know it. It features the Lensmen, space-police assembled from dozens of races. It’s great, pure adventure stuff, and is the first book to have platoons of marines in strength-boosting power armor. It has imagery like the hyperspacial tube that lets you cross 20,000 light years in seconds, if you survive. “The Hell Hole in Space.” Mind battles where the reflection and parried mind powers make hundreds of innocent bystanders fall down dead. Space battles with literally millions of starships. Assembled from thousands of races, the Lensmen are the predecessors to multi-species hero organizations like the Jedi Knights and the Green Lanterns. The alien lensmen are really alien; my favorite is a telepathic dragon, and another is a psychologist from a planet of cowards. None of it is schlocky, it’s all deadly serious. The Lensmen have a kill-count that would make Brock Sampson blush, and the villains are frighteningly ruthless, cold, and competent. My favorite is the blue-skinned, cold, supergenius leader of the pirates, Helmuth, who was such a frighteningly effective villain. You figure out he’s not the usual bad guy when he refuses to accept the hero’s apparent death at face value, and because a body wasn’t found, assumed the hero faked his own death and continues looking for him.

“Shambleau” and the Northwest Smith horror-space opera stories by C.L. Moore (1933). If you ever want to see where Han Solo came from, read the Northwest Smith stories, published by C.L. Moore, about an amoral, pragmatic and hardboiled space smuggler and criminal, in adventures that are moody, dark, and more like horror than like adventure stories. The best of these is Shambleau, where Northwest Smith discovers an alien creature that may be the inspiration for the legends of Medusa.

A Princess of Mars, Gods of Mars, Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs. The most influential science fiction writer of the early part of this century, Edgar Rice Burroughs’s Mars/Barsoom stories are set on old, dying Mars of endless warfare, flying navies, swordfights, and beautiful princesses in need of rescue. They’re romantic stuff about heroes, gallant deeds, and daring and villains. The books have giant apes who live in crumbling lost Martian cities, and a beautiful girl who mentally controls lions.

The Hand of Zei by L. Sprague de Camp. De Camp is wonderful, but read this book right after the John Carter of Mars stuff. It’s kind of like Army of Darkness, in that it’s both a satire and also a great straight example of sci-fi planet romance stories at the same time. The hero is a neurotic oedipean ghost writer. The evil sinister mesmerist who commands the evil pirates is a velociraptor creature who is a germaphobe and spooked by loud noises. It’s absolute great fun and has a wonderful sense of humor.

Sinister Barrier by Eric Frank Russell (1939). This horror-tinged scifi novel has an amazing premise: imagine if the earth had been conquered and ruled in secret by invisible energy beings in another plane of existence who feed off our sensations of fear, pain, and terror, using the human race as cattle. Our hero is a scientist who discovers the existence of these beings, and has to flee for his life when he realizes the true nature of the world.

Villain

Request: hiiii can i get a prompt 19 with kihyun :) :) :) pretty please

19) You and your bias are rival idols forced to work with each other on a collaboration

Member: Monsta X’s Kihyun x Y/N

Type: some angst, some fluff, some romance. (warning: inappropriate language/references)


You fidgeted in the back of the SUV that was seemingly swallowing you whole. You weren’t sure if you were angry, frustrated, sad, or nervous. More than likely, it was an anxiety inducing in-between, but you tried to swallow your insecurities. Heart burn and acid in your esophagus were a physical manifestation of the nerves, mixing with your heart repeatedly plummeting to your feet and back to your chest again. 

Your manager had informed you just over a week ago that you had landed an OST for one of the most talked up dramas of the year. You would be performing a duet, but the other artist hadn’t yet been selected. You were notably excited, realizing what a big opportunity this would be for your career.  Only a few days later, you were called to your manager’s office. Told to shut the door, you were already aware of the heavy tone weighing down the air. She had informed you that you would be working with someone you had detested since shortly after your debut.

Yoo Kihyun of Monsta X. 

You weren’t exactly sure when or how you became rivals. Your relationship had developed simply enough, strictly work with the occasional conversation exchanged. This had all seemed to become altered once you had both been special MC’s for Music Bank during your last comeback cycles. Both of your groups had been up for a win that week, which caused an unnecessary awkwardness between the two of you. After your group had won, once again snatching away Monsta X’s first win (although they would move forward to win the next week) your relationship had changed. 

From that point on, every time you had run into Monsta X, Kihyun had something sarcastic or rude to say. You grew to dread running into the group, which wasn’t fair to yourself or the other men of Monsta. Hearing that you would have to spend hours, if not days with him, set your nerves on edge. 

You tried to shake the thoughts from your head as you felt a light squeeze on your knee. Looking up, you met the sad smile of your manager who gave a polite nod toward the door. You hesitantly grasped the handle and gave it a gentle push, exposing you to the morning sunlight you weren’t prepared for. 

Then again, you weren’t prepared for a lot of things. 

You looked up to the Starship Entertainment building, wincing at the immensity of it. You weren’t sure how your manager had negotiated, if she had at all, but you had agreed it would be best if you used a Starship studio for the project. You glanced over your shoulder to get another supportive nod from your manager as you shuffled toward the heavy glass doors that provided entry into the building. 

After checking in with the receptionist, you and your manager were led down hall after hall. It felt like hours as you trailed behind the woman, her short and thin frame darting from one direction to the next. Eventually you reached another set of glass doors with several people on the opposite side. She pulled them open, struggling with the weight as she waved you inside. 

“Hello,” your manager chimed, bowing to everyone in the room. You followed suit, keeping your eyes low. 

“I’m unsure if everyone has met,” one of the Starship managers nodded. “But this is Kihyu-”

“We’ve met,” Kihyun sighed shortly. Your face immediately darted up as you made eye contact with the cold man. His appearance had changed since the last time you had seen him, but then again, so had yours. His hair had gone from a bubblegum pink to a dark brown. He wore a beanie, keeping his hair pushed back from his face. He wasn’t wearing any makeup, but he didn’t have anything to cover up anyhow. He was brutally handsome, which made the situation so much worse. “No need for the pleasantries.”

“Ah, Kihyun, should we treat our guests this way?” his manager laughed nervously, casting a wary side eye to one of the producers set up at the mixing board. 

“Let’s just get to work,” Kihyun grumbled, launching himself from the couch he was lounging on. He leaned back, grabbing a piece of paper he had been looking over, and crumpled it a bit. He looked back to you, pushing the now crushed paper into your hands. “The lyrics.”

He sauntered past you and into the sound booth and placed a pair of headphones over his ears. Your mouth popped open, shocked by his open act of hostility. 

“I don’t know what’s gotten into him,” his manager gasped, rubbing at his temples. “I’m so sorry.”

You slowly shut your mouth, taking in a deep breath through your nose to calm yourself. “Don’t be.”


“Alright, let’s take a break!” the composer called over the studio mic, replacing the track with his voice in the sound booth. Kihyun cocked his eyebrows as he looked up from his paper and to you. 

“Didn’t we just take a break?” he asked uncertainly. 

“Yeah, we need to have a talk,” Kihyun’s manager responded, waving you both in. You looked warily to Kihyun as you hopped from your stool and past him. 

“Yah, watch it,” he grumbled as you bumped into his knee. 

“Look, this is literally a four by four glass box,” you hissed, turning to give him a death glare. His eyes grew wide at your tone. This had been the first time you had spoken to him since you had arrived to Starship. “If you don’t want to get bumped into, take more of an effort to make yourself smaller. Oh wait…you’ve already done that, haven’t you?”

His jaw dropped as he openly stared at you, unblinking. You tried to not smile at your small victory, making sure to back into him and bump his leg again as you exited the booth.

“What’s up?” you sighed, plopping onto the couch beside your manager. She pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, a sign you had become familiar with. This expression was usually synonymous with bad news. 

“It’s not working,” Kihyun’s manager sighed as he had entered the room. “Your chemistry…”

“It just isn’t there,” your manager finished. “While you both sing beautifully…there’s no feeling behind the words.”

“The feeling is what sells it,” Kihyun’s manager sighed. 

Kihyun was leaned against the wall on the opposite side of the room, biting repeatedly at his lip. He looked up from his shoes and to his manager. “I always sound soulful, my words are always believable.”

“Not this time,” his manager muttered, shaking his head. “You sound hollow.” 

“Hollow!” Kihyun croaked, his cheeks becoming pink with anger and embaressment. “Well what about my partner! I can only be as good as who I’m paired with!”

“There is something lacking with both of you,” your manager cooed. You lifted your brows in surprise at her words. This was the first time she had ever given you any sort of negative feedback, no matter how small it was. She placed a comforting hand on your knee, but you quickly shifted to avoid her touch. 

“Maybe you two should have a conversation, just the two of you,” Kihyun’s manager said slowly. ‘It seems as if a heaviness has been filling up the room since you have gotten together.”

Kihyun rolled his eyes as he pushed off from the wall and pulled open the door. He sighed as he looked at you, his expression asking if you were coming along. 

You sucked at your back teeth, wincing as you stood. You didn’t even care about the OST anymore, you just wanted to be out of this uncomfortable situation. 

“You need to get your shit together,” Kihyun hissed, almost as soon as you stepped into the hallway. You could hardly believe his words. You looked down, realizing his muscular fingers were wrapped around your arm. You shook him off, recoiling from his touch and shot him the dirtiest look you could muster. 

“Don’t touch me,” you spat. “I need to get my shit together? At least I’m not accosting my singing partner in the hallway.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, accosting?” Kihyun groaned. “I was hoping to shake some sense into you.” 

“I’m not one to let the villain win,” you whispered. “But I can’t do this anymore. I quit.” 

You began to enter the studio again, only to have Kihyun grip you by the shoulder and spin you around. He tugged you a bit further down the hall, causing you to drag your feet in an attempt to halt him. 

“What in the hell Kihyun?” you gasped as he finally stopped, looking around to see the area he had pulled you to wasn’t as well lit and only led to an emergency exit. 

He turned, placing either of his hands on the opposite side of the wall beside your face. He pushed his body entirely too close to yours, the heat of his emotion radiating toward you. He used his arms as a cage in which you were incapable of escaping. Your breathing grew more shallow at his close proximity, unknowingly allowing him to search your face with scrutiny. 

“I’ll scream,” you whispered, your eyes not backing down from his. 

“Do it,” Kihyun hissed back, his words a challenge. You opened your lips for a moment, considering the idea, but promptly closed them, knowing full well you couldn’t get him into that sort of trouble. 

“Why am I the villain? And who even calls people villains anymore?” he continued. You looked out of your peripherals at his hands encasing you, flat against the wall. His chest was flush against yours, a constant reminder of his existence and absurdity of the situation. 

“Who has who pinned to the wall?” you mumbled. “But you’re the one who seems to have a problem with me, Yoo Kihyun. It’s not the other way around.”

“Why in the hell would I have a problem with you?” Kihyun spit. “You’re the one making this whole situation awkward.”

“What kind of skewed universe are you living in?” you laughed bitterly. “You’ve treated me as if I was a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe ever since my group won at Music Bank.”

“You think that’s what this is about?” Kihyun gaped. “A stupid award show?”

“Then what is it about? Enlighten me!” you gasped. 

Kihyun nodded for a moment, his eyes focusing on your lips before he looked back up to you. “Have you ever heard…that some men show their emotions like children sometimes? That they will bully women they have feelings for?…I think…I think I can show you better than I can explain it to you.”

“This isn’t a drama, Kihyun,” you grumbled. “I don’t t know if this OST has you in your feelings, but-”

Your words were abruptly cut off as Kihyun pressed his lips into yours. The kiss was hesitant at first, soft with uncertainty. Surely Kihyun had some idea that you could possibly rear back and smack the smugness from his face, but you were unsure if you wanted to do that. Your vision had begun to blur in the few moments before you finally decided to close your eyes and kiss back. 

Kihyun took this as a signal to remove his hands from the wall and let them rest lightly on your waist. You lifted your own fingers to curl around the back of his neck and play with the hair at his nape. With his tongue, Kihyun parted your lips, using his force to tilt your head back and explore even further. You relaxed into the kiss, getting over the initial shock and allowed him to do what he wanted. All of the angst and anxiety from the day melted away and into the kiss. Nothing about today had felt more right than this moment. Kihyun pulled you closer, stroking your back through the thin cotton of your t-shirt. Surely, this would give you inspiration for your song.

“Kihyun! Y/N! Where did you go?” the deep voice belonging to Kihyun’s manager called down the hallway.

Kihyun’s lips detached from yours, taking a small moment to smile at you. “We’re coming…

…well, not yet. I’ll have you doing that tonight actually.”

Originally posted by klhyunnie

AU List

Oh. my. god. Huge ass AU list done with byrdboiv

Part 1 | Part 2

AUSTRALIAN HIGH SKOOL LUV AFFAIR AU

  • ‘I’m a student teacher at your school and you’re a senior who keeps on trying to ask me out in your free periods – I mean, I would because you’re only younger than me by like, five years ABSOLUTE MAXIMUM, and you’re kind of totally my type? But hey, I’ve got to keep some sense of professionalism’ AU
  • ‘I’m a basketball coach in the year above you from your brother/sister school, and you’re that kid who can’t ball for shit, has friends in the team I’m coaching, and told me that I was really short and had really pretty eyes, you’re distracting me my team, fight me in the PIT, motherfucker’ AU
  • ‘I’m part of the IT at the school you work at, and you’re a drama teacher – you keep asking me for help with the sound and lighting even though we both know that’s the job for the deputy principal’s sound and lighting kids’ AU
  • ‘I’m your best bro and you’re my best bro, we used to have broners for each other but now I have a romantic boner for you, bro, and I don’t know about you. I’m sorry, bro. All the homo’ AU
  • ‘I’m in your Mathematics class and you sit next to me, whispering words of encouragement after my teacher verbally bodyslams me for my epic math fails’ AU
  • ‘I’m a 500% troublemaker and you’re a 500% goody two-shoes and we’re both in the Student Representative Council – who will come out on top? (Not in the sexual way, oh my God is this really happening I had no idea you had it in you, we’re both minors but I don’t think either of us could care less; so much for you being good.)’ AU
  • ‘I’m really hungry and I forgot my lunch and I have no money to buy food at the canteen, and you just passed me a $10 bill, I am 10000% willing to become you sex slave right now, bless the ground you walk on, O Benevolent One’ AU
  • ‘I’m walking past the basketball courts and you’re just lying in the centre of the courts. Staring into the sky. I’m going to join you’ AU
  • ‘I’m in your P.E. class and you’ve been doing a plank for 5 solid minutes, are you an Olympian or something??’ AU
  • ‘I’m a VA student and I fucking hate basketball to the nth degree but my teacher wants me to paint a basketball hoop and backboard for my assignment and fuckyou you’re playing on my reference, move aside bitch’ AU
  • ‘I do Latin and so do you, but you’re in a year below me and ask me for help a lot because your pronunciation may be great but your grammar is not’ AU
  • ‘I’m working part-time at a fast food joint and holy fuck, you and your friends just came to order stuff and oh no I have this huge fat crush on you because you’re always so nice to everyone and to me, I hope you don’t notice the fear in my Customer Service Smile™’ AU
  • ‘I do notifications over the PA every morning and you like my voice??? You want to ask me out for coffee????? Like, right now?????? School has already started???????You’re in Year 9 and I’m in Year 11 and I do NOT want you to skip school just for this?????????????’ AU
  • ‘We’re both in a school volleyball team and we’re the only ones not here for the gay volleyball anime (well, maybe)’ AU
  • ‘We’re both in a school basketball team and we’re the only ones not here for that one gay basketball anime (well, not really)’ AU
  • ‘We’re both in the same swimming squad and hell yeah are we here for the gay swimming anime’ AU
  • ‘I’m a VA student and you’ve been bringing me food for the past month after school when I’ve been working on my artwork, even though we’re in brother/sister schools and I only really get to talk to you at our interschool vocals club and/or on Facebook (which is really rare, to be honest), I really need to pay you back, does my eternal love and devotion (or dedication of my artwork to you) suffice?’ AU
  • ‘We’re married teachers in the Science faculty and the students keep on making jokes about us having chemistry, please bury me’ AU
  • ‘I have a TAFE account and you’re begging me for it – are you really willing to give me what you’re offering, I mean, an entire cake, your virginity and your first born child is not something that should be bartered for something you could Google at home’ AU
  • ‘We just snuck into the movies together because our friends dared us to get in, watch a movie and get back out without getting caught, hell yeah, this isn’t a date by the way what are you saying, fuck, this movie’s sad, fuck, I’m not crying, fuck, you’re holding me in your arms and it feels right, fUCK’ AU
  • ‘I’m part of the IT at the school you work at, and you’re a drama teacher – you keep asking me for help with the sound and lighting even though we both know that’s the job for the deputy principal’s sound and lighting kids’ AU
  • ‘I’m a basketball coach in the year above you from your brother/sister school, and you’re that kid who can’t ball for shit, has friends in the team I’m coaching, and told me that I was really short and had really pretty eyes, you’re distracting me my team, fight me in the PIT, motherfucker’ AU
  • ‘I’m a student teacher at your school and you’re a senior who keeps on trying to ask me out in your free periods – I mean, I would because you’re only younger than me by like, five years ABSOLUTE MAXIMUM, and you’re kind of totally my type? But hey, I’ve got to keep some sense of professionalism’ AU
  • ‘Your notes are the most beautiful thing my eyes have ever been graced with, and what the fuck, how can you even do this when our history teacher talks rapid-fire’ AU
  • ‘THE FUCKER THAT’S BEEN BLASTING WHITNEY HOUSTIN IN THE MUSIC ROOM, STOP’ AU
  • ‘I leaned over your shoulder to see the creative writing piece you’ve been working on for the past hour, and oh my gosh????? You’re that writer in the school magazine with the mysterious alias, and I admire you so much???? Did you sell your soul to the devil to reach that level of eloquence tell me your sECRET’ AU


OCCUPATIONS/JOBS AU

Fast Food Outlet

  • I work at McDonalds and you’re the fuckface who tries to order my number with a 24pck of chicken nuggets and a large strawberry sundae every single fucking time (I mean, I’d give you my number if you bought a chocolate sundae instead, strawberry is wrong)’
  • I work at KFC, why in the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Saviour, did you buy six 450ml servings of mash potato, sit down at a table close by, open each of them up and drink them all.
  • I’m a Domino’s Pizza deliveryman and you just bought 20 pizzas, there’s not even a party at your house? Are you going to eat this all yourself in one go? Are you just bulk buying so you can reheat it later and not bother calling us up again? Pizza’s way better fres– fuck, you’re crying, what do I do, they didn’t teach me this in my training.
  • I’m working part-time at a fast food joint and holy fuck, you and your friends just came to order stuff and oh no I have this huge fat crush on you because you’re always so nice to everyone and to me, I hope you don’t notice the fear in my Customer Service Smile™.
  • ‘As an employee, I shouldn’t be saying this, but it is NOT nutritionally acceptable to eat here every day. Drop by after my shift ends and I’ll cook you some real food’ AU


Convenience/Greengrocer store AU


  • ‘I’m a convenience store owner and you’re asking me whether the $2 or $3 noodles are better, I like both of them, what do I say, you’re looking at me with bigass puppydog eyes, I am fucked’ AU
  • ‘I’m your local greengrocer’s cashier and you’ve been staring at the tomatoes for over 15 minutes now, Jimmy, hold the register’ AU
  • ‘Why on earth are you holding that fruit to your ear like you can hear the fucking sea or something’ AU


Technological Store AU

  • ‘I work in JB-HiFi and you come in and ask me if I could help you find your friend who is a) missing and b) has a huge thirst for Kanye West and Jay-Z, shall we go to the CDs? They might be in the Rap genre section…’ AU
  • ‘How did you manage to fuck this up so badly’ AU


Dentist AU

  • ‘I think you look very attractive but there’s not much dignity I can muster when you’re holding my mouth open with these goddamn contraptions from hell and my mouth’s starting to fill with saliva’ AU
  • ‘I’m a dental assistant and you’re really cute, even with a bajillion black stains and mildly bad breath’ AU
  • ‘You’re not seriously going to put that in my mouth, are you’ AU


Sports Coach AU

  • ‘I’m a single parent and you’re my kid’s volleyball coach, I’m sorry I introduced them to Haikyuu!! how can I make it up to you?’ AU
  • ‘I’ve been tasked with this feeble looking teen who can’t do push ups for shit’ AU


Librarian AU

  • ‘I’m a library assistant and you’re the person who comes in every week with 100000000 kids and still manages to keep them all in check, you are amazing’ AU
  • ‘We have a self-checkout system, but ever week you unfailingly turn up at my desk and OH MY GOD IS THAT GERONIMO STILTON’ AU
  • ‘I must say your taste in books is beautiful, can I take you out for coffee?’ AU
  • ‘You’re balancing a pile of fifteen books in your arms and you look like you’re about to fall any moment now’ AU


Wedding Planner AU

  • ‘I’m a wedding planner and you’re the wedding photographer, I agree with you completely, this couple is absolutely disgusting – they need to stop with all the sappiness and frills and make out sessions in front of you when you’re trying to ask them about what they want in their actual wedding, yeah, let’s get lots of cheap alcohol at a bar somewhere, together, after this whole ordeal is done (and maybe make our own wedding a lot less cringeworthy)’ AU


Bakery AU

  • ‘I work at a bakery and you’re the person that buys a smiley face cupcake every single day, I swear to God stop smiling at me like that, like, that’s the cupcake’s job’ AU
  • ‘Do you really want to give a dick cake to your niece?’ AU
  • ‘That comes to six hundred dollars in total’ AU


Office Jobs AU

  • ‘I’m in a boring corporate business job and you’re in the cubicle in front of mine, did you just send me a paper aeroplane with the words “WASSSSSSUPPPP TURN UP BITCHEZ” written on it?’ AU
  • ‘I never usually go to workplace drinking sessions but since you’re here sign me the fuck up’ AU
  • ‘CAN YOU STOP DISTRACTING ME I HAVE THIS HUGEASS REPORT TO TYPE UP BY TODAY, NO I DON’T CARE IF YOUR CAT GAVE BIRTH wAit hold up can I adopt one?’ AU
  • ‘Are you seriously going to turn that poor excuse of a prototype in to the boss? You’ll get the sack’ AU
  • ‘We’re both vying for a promotion, and you’re not above sabotaging my work’ AU
Psh Soulmates! (Lucifer x Reader)

Lucifer x reader 

Word Count: 555 (damn it! So close!)

Summary: Soulmates. You’re meant to love your soulmate, right? But what happens if your soulmate is a human hating, spiteful archangel?

 A/n: hey, I felt bad for leaving y'all without anything for almost three weeks so here’s a little drabble for you. I hope you enjoy it cus I found it quite funny in my sleep deprived state lol Let me know if you want a part two!! Ps. This is being posted from my phone so I’ll format it tomorrow lol k bye enjoy for now!

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“What are you thinking about?” 

“You,” I said monotonously. 

“That’s cute,” Lucifer laughed. “And how all the ways you could kill me right now,” I continued, still not looking at the angel next to me. 

“Excuse me?” “You could kill me in a hundred different ways right now,” I repeated now looking over at him. Lucifer looked confused and a little hurt. “I would never-“

 “Why wouldn’t you,”

 “Because ” 

“Because some psychic freak said so? She couldn’t see you were the devil, pretty sure she was just spouting off random shit to get her money’s worth,” 

“You realise that physic freak was a messenger right? One of Dad’s personal mail men,” 

“So?” I exclaimed, jumping up from my bed, “Why would the big G.O.D care about me and why the hell would he care about you!”

“Watch your tongue,” Lucifer growled angrily, he stood up slowly and squared me up, standing to his full height. I looked up at him with the same anger, lashing like flames in my eyes.

 “Don’t tell me what to do,” I snarled.

 “Don’t insult me,”

 “Don’t insult me!“ I shouted back. 

“Humans!” Lucifer exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air and pacing to the other side of the room, “This is why I can’t stand you little cockroaches, you never know when to do what you’re told!” 

“Excuse me but the entire reason you were cast down from heaven in the first place was because you didn’t do as you were told!" 

“You can’t compare me to you mud monkeys!” 

“Well, I just did, I sassed, "Just because you have a pair of wings and a broken halo does not make you any better than me or anyone else on this planet!” 

“I don’t have a halo,” Lucifer snapped. “And we’ve gone off topic. Why would I kill you?” 

“You explained that yourself didn’t you,” I said with a sigh, “You hate humans, you hate every human in this world why would I be an exception. I don’t do anything special. I am literally no body,” 

“You’re my soulmate whether you like it or not Y/n,” 

“I don’t like it!” 

“Well tough, you’re stuck with me now,” We both glared at each other hard, breathing heavy and the air was thick was anger and tensions. Then we sat back down and carried on watching the show that was on the tv before like nothing happened. “What would happen if I sold my soul?" 

"I wouldn’t let that happen,” 

“But if I did,” 

“I’d get it out of Hell, you realise that I created Hell right. I can stop people becoming demons and I can make people demons,” 

“So? I could persuade a demon to hide my soul from you,” 

“You wouldn’t know that first thing about dealing with demons,”

 “Really? They sound easy,” I shrugged. 

“Fine, you know what, I’ll give you two days to try and sell your soul. See how far you get,” 

“Oh really?” 

“Really,” Lucifer smirked, cocking his eyebrow up and standing up to me with his hands on his hips, 

“You just tell them who you are and I’m sure they’ll do whatever you want,” 

“Fine then, two days it’s on!”

“Wait, you’re actually going?” Lucifer grabbed my arm as I walked past him, I laughed and shrugged him off, 

“Well, yeah. A challenge is a challenge Lucifer. If soulmates are meant to be similar in personality then you’ll know I would never back down from a challenge. Especially not one as fun as this,” 

“You could get hurt,” 

“And you’ll fix me again, it’s kind of what we do know apparently,” 

“You’re insufferable,” 

“Right back at you, wings,” 

“Don’t call me that!” 

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anonymous asked:

Hello! Don't know if you've answered this question before but what are the highlights of Undertaker being the father of Claudia's children in regards to the plot? I hope you don't mind me asking, I like the theory but I fail to see the point.

Hello Anon and sorry for the slight delay! 

Actually, in my opinion the highlights are the same whether UT is biogically related to the Phantomhive family or if he’s just truly concerned about them because he might have been deeply in love with Claudia (and thus came to appreciate Vincent and Ciel as he spent time helping them). 

(Please see the explanation of the translation by @akumadeenglish on this post)

The only difference between these two theories is that UT being biologically related to Ciel could explain the possibly supernatural lineage that was hinted at in ch103. 

As for the highlights themselves, in my opinion it’s all about the parallel of situation between Undertaker and Ciel, but going down this road for the explanation means considering that UT cannot be the mastermind behind the current arc. xD

Anyway, I always found that there was a similarity between UT’’s suicide/Shinigami punishment and Ciel selling his soul in exchange of the contract with Sebastian (see here), which is why I believe that the Undertaker’s role in the story is significant both to the mystery around Ciel’s family and to the contract with Sebastian (aka Ciel’s revenge).

The Undertaker killed himself and as a result was punished for a long time, still somehow being able to find some sort of solace in his punishment when he deserted and came to learn that life could actually be enjoyable thanks to other people (the people represented by the lockets surely).
Then obviously, those people died and he became desperate and lonely, but still, even if he is the way he is now, we know that he still has things that he clings onto, namely (in my opinion) watching out for Claudia’s family and the ones who inherited the Watchdog duty after her, which is why he is still around. 

By the way, in case you even have any doubt that UT might ultimately want to save Ciel from Sebastian, please just take a look at ch84 -> it’s legit a Seb vs UT chapter (without a fight happening but every panel indicating that they’re completely opposing each other) with Ciel literally in the middle of their conflict, because he’s the reason their goals are “setting them apart”.

Sebastian wants to eat Ciel’s soul. The Undertaker wants to save it.

We don’t know yet if it’s because he’s indeed related to Ciel or if, all enthralled by Claudia as he was, he promised her (or himself) that he would watch over her successors and try to save them from probably meeting the same fate that she had. And because he failed with Vincent, he doesn’t want to fail with Ciel. 

Meanwhile, Ciel’s story parallels UT’s almost perfectly: 

  • Ciel was abducted, lived through Hell and the only way out of it that he had was to sell his soul, which he did, to Sebastian 
    • this part parallels UT ending his life (for a still unknown reason) probably because suicide was the only solution that he found to escape his own misery long ago.
  • Ciel is living every day of his life with Sebastian’s presence reminding him that the contract is the reason that he managed to stay alive, but that’s only until he gets his revenge, because then Sebastian will take his soul and he will die. So it’s been an inescapable fate ever since he was abducted 4 years ago, the contract is just extending his existence temporarily. 
    • exactly like UT and the shinigami punishment: becoming a Shinigami is not akin to living again or learning that they did something wrong; it’s about salt being rubbed in their wounds because they threw their life away and at the end they will still die, never getting to enjoy what life could bring.

And that’s basically where Ciel currently stands…

…because, survivor’s guilt aside, he knows that his ultimate goal in life is revenge and not any kind of future. He can’t afford to be hopeful or to have expectations, because Sebastian stands firm by the contract and this is actually where the parallel stops with the Undertaker, because UT (as I was saying above) discarded his own inescapable fate the day he deserted.

Of course, in UT’s case, deserting means he’ll never be forgiven and that when he ceases to exist he’ll surely go to Hell, but at the moment I really don’t think he cares, because he got to experience happiness when he deserted, probably more so than before deserting or before even becoming a Shinigami, even if it didn’t last and he is now desperate and lonely. 

So, back to your question :) whether UT is biologically related to Vincent or Ciel doesn’t really matter in itself, it’s UT’s attachment to the P family that’s relevant in my opinion, because that might just help with Ciel’s situation and the contract. 

UT killed himself and was condemned to be a Shinigami until he could be “forgiven” and actually die, while Ciel sold his soul so that his death could get postponed and that he could get his revenge before dying => the only difference is that UT is past where Ciel currently is, because he deserted, changed the rules of the game, and actually was able to experience happiness by doing so.

So UT helping with the contract (because he’s a shinigami and seems to be able to hold his own against Seb) is one thing, but UT helping with Ciel actually  realizing that his life doesn’t have to be just about revenge (like Soma and Lizzie want to do) is all related to UT once finding happiness and learning what it means to live thanks to the P family (Claudia), amongst other people.

Sorry for rambling, I hope I managed to convey my point and that I answered your question. :)

Thanks for passing by and have a nice weekend! 

Now topping the list of Voltron fanfics I really, really, really need in my life:

Blade of Marmora!Keith AU where he’s spent his whole life being the pampered star child of the resistance basically he’s everyone’s tiny son, especially after he was able to steal the Red Lion and become its paladin, securing a vital weapon for the Blades. But now there’s rumors that more of the infamous Voltron lions have been spotted across the universe, and their informants are saying that someone in a strange white ship has been asking one too many questions about the rebellion…

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Song: I’ll be good-Jaymes Young

Imagine:Damon stops you from making a life-threatening decision.

You stood in the dark, pitch black. You felt like clawing your eyes out, you wondered whether this was your own personal hell but deep down something was telling you that your hell was much worse.

You were going to find out very soon. Beneath you, your legs were shaking. Feeling sorry for yourself you took a step forward.

This was it, you were selling your soul to the devil. Literally.
You were going to make a deal with Cade. He leaves all of your friends alone and he can have your soul. You’d serve him for the rest of your days.

You were about to call out his name but in a split second you were whisked away from the building.
You sneezed as Damon pinned you down, you were suddenly in a field surrounded by flowers and all things pretty.

“Damon now is not the time for Vampire training"you rolled your eyes.

"What are you playing at?!"Damon exclaimed angrily.

"I-

"Y/n Please tell me you seriously weren’t about to do that!"he continued as he shook your shoulders.

"Damon I-
He wouldn’t let you get a word in.

"Stefan told me what you were planning, do you know how incredibly stupid and inconsiderate that is?!"he carried on the lecture.

"Inconsiderate? I was doing it for you?"you narrowed your eyes, Resting your head in a bed of daisies.

"I swear to god if you do anything dangerous like this again, I will lock you up and I will throw away the key so you can’t go anywhere
, ever!"he said.

"That’s abit extra don’t you think"you replied.

"Your coming home with me"Damon growled as he lifted you off the ground. He held onto you tightly.

"Why are you being like this, I was trying to do you a favor?"you sulked.

"What you were just about to do was not a favor, it was basically suicide"Damon was still fuming as his knuckles turnt white. His grip on the steering wheel becoming stronger.

"When did you start caring about me and my actions?"you mumbled.

"When you switched on my humanity something changed between us, You can’t deny it, it’s the way we’re are now, the way we look at each other, the things we would do for each other, our deep conversations, our secrets"Damon spoke calmly.

"If you go with Cade all of that is gone, he gets to meddle around with everything that’s in here just like Sybil did"he said tapping your forehead gently.

"The first time we met, all our memories together up until now, in the palm of his hand, and not just of me and you. Yours and Bonnie’s memories and the ones with Caroline. Even the ones of you and Stefan"Damon explained.

"Okay, I won’t go back I promise"you said quietly leaning your head against the car window.
Damon nodded as he let out a sigh of relief.

"Whatever is happening here-

He gestured between the both of you, when you looked up his eyes were focused on the road.

-I don’t want it to end, so please just try and stay alive"Damon pleaded.

What Your Seventeen Bias Says About You...

S. Coups/Seungcheol - You’re a SINNER™. First thing they point out in any picture is his thighs. Think he is both dad potential and Daddy potential, if you know what I mean. They’re probably the ones who are the bad influence in a group of friends - the crazy bitch everyone loves.

Jeonghan - Ship him with EVERYONE. No one is safe! He is a god among men to them. You would pay $500 to watch him take a nap. They worship his hair. He could tell them to dye their hair white and they would do it before he even blinked.

Joshua/Jisoo - They are probably angels or total sinners - there is literally no in between. Literally. They are the ones who will murder for their ship. They secretly write more smut and fanfiction than anyone else. Weak over his new piercing.

Jun - You were minding your own business until he stole your heart and now you’re a sinner. I’ve seen this boy turn people into hoes so fast it gave me whiplash. He knows his power and they both love and hate him for it. If you stan him, you’re probably the type who screams when he looks into the camera.

Hoshi/Soonyoung - They are probably class clowns or have always had a crush on them. You’re the hype person in a group of friends. Probably the ones who say a lot of puns.

Wonwoo - All you want is to see him with sweater paws. You are into the silent type. They die when he starts rapping, let alone SINGING. These stans are the quiet ones who stay out of drama and shipping wars and choose to just ship him peacefully. The cinnamon rolls in the fandom.

Woozi/Jihoon - Compare him to Yoongi and they will murder you. He is their genius and they will fight you if you make fun of his height. Loyal AF. They are secretly the most savage and live for Woozi chasing people with guitars.

DK/Seokmin - Literal sunshine. All they want if for him to be happy. He can hit any note and they’re flailing on the ground. Cinnamon rolls. They’re the mom friends.

Mingyu - He’s a walking visual meme. One second they’re making fun of his cheeto hair, the next they’re begging him for mercy with his killer visuals. I’ve never interacted with one who doesn’t hate him at least a little bit, but it’s more so hate because they’ve now devoted their lives to him.

The8/Minghao - Minghao is their lord and savior. Even when he’s dragging Mingyu, they think he’s adorable. I’ve never met one who isn’t super nice. Give him the best nicknames. They WILL fight you.

Seungkwan - They want to pinch his cheeks and maybe his butt too. Will scream when they hear him singing. These stans are the ones that will DRAG you. Don’t talk about his weight. They would sell their soul for him to speak English to them. (Kimbab kidding, am I right?)

Vernon/Hansol - Memes. You’re a meme, he’s a meme, we’re all memes! Yet at the drop of a hat they’re screaming over his body rolls and writing the most descriptive smut ever. They’re the ones you want to toss holy water on, yet also the ones who make you die of laughter.

Dino/Chan - Can’t get over his “glowup”. Say “THIS IS NOT MY SON” a lot. Don’t know what’s going on. Probably his mom even if they’re younger or the same age as him. Were once chill, but no longer.

McElstuck Classpects (So Far)

I don’t have all of them because I’m simply not familiar with some of the players. Also just went over possible players, not all of em have to be there. Anyways, here’s what I got.

  • Grifin
    • Bard of Light: He needs the codpiece it’s the only way. His story-weaving prevalent in many different pieces of content could fit with the vibes of a traditional fantasy bard, but fuck it, I’ll admit it, the outfit is just really funny. He needs it. He needs the goof. Now for the light part: look, a bard “invites destruction through aspect/allows for destruction of aspect.” Light is about fortune and knowledge. I think that fits pretty damn well, most prevalent in TAZ but honestly? I get that vibe from him in a lot of things. He has the knowledge of games (especially Bethesda) that allows (invites) him to destroy them even more thoroughly.
  • Travis
    • Knight of Hope: He is an optimistic, friendly boy whom I love, and I trust. Did you see his mentorship with the Teens? He is supportive and believes in them and a knight takes advantage and fights with their aspect. A valiant, noble agent of hope, of belief. A good man. He does a hit sometimes, yes, but he apologizes. That’s just the knight-y tendencies coming through a little more. And everyone learns from the experience. Don’t do a hit! (Addendum: All HS knights “hide their innermost selves.” Travis may be hiding his true strength, his true power, his capacity for destruction since he does not want to hurt anyone.)
  • Justin
    • Heir of Blood: Blood’s all about camaraderie, and in this case with his bros it’s very literal. There isn’t much solid lore behind heirs, but they seem to be surrounded by their aspect in some way, speculated to “protect themselves with,” “become,” or “receive” the aspect. In Justin’s case, his relationship to his brothers is an essential part of his life, not just because of blood relation but also because of their bonds of friendship. As the oldest bro, it makes sense for him to embody such values.
  • Clint
    • Rogue of Life: He literally, in a way, gave the boys life. Life also pertains to his role in TAZ, or at least the role he’s SUPPOSED to have, and the safety he contributed to his town through Peace on the Playground. I was struggling with the class and settled on Rogue, but that’s still up for debate. And I’m not saying he’s going to kill anyone (that’d be more thief-y), but there was that story of him POSSIBLY killing that guy in college and selling (redistributing) all his stuff, or whatever. He also “distributes” country music via radio, which I’m sure some people see as life.
  • Nick
    • Seer of Space: Originally I felt strongly about him being a Breath player, but after going over descriptions again, Space is undeniably fitting of his role in Car Boys; they’re concerned with “the size of things and their velocity, and their existence in relation to physics” which is basically Car Boys? Dimension, creation. The whole deal with frogs, and Nick DOES greatly enjoy Kero Blaster, starring a frog. Seers “use knowledge to coordinate their team,” which I feel he does since he’s established that the workings of playing beamNG.Drive are VERY finicky and require a depth of experience. He coordinates the show quite well, and certainly uses all the little intricacies to his advantage. TTS is based around him identifying mods, which are quite obvious at times, but still humors seer tendencies. In a fairly literal sense.
  • Porter
    • Mage of Time: Okay, I’ll admit, I originally landed on time because of the thought process that went this boy->music/DJ->Dave Strider. But that’s okay, because it works, especially with Nick as space. The boy’s aesthetic caters more to space or maybe void, but works with time because of the theme of reality-bending and alternate universes. Time players are shown to have interests in death and destruction in some way, which this boy has DEFINITELY got with his prominent obsession with worlds ending in unique ways. Especially game worlds, and a huge part of time players is….the responsibility of destroying a game world. A mage possibly “gives up their aspect to gain knowledge of it,” which also just kinda Feels Right for a buncha reasons. Plus, mages are regarded as the counterparts to seers, so there’s even more connection between him and his bro.
  • Russ
    • Page of Mind: I’m mostly going off of his LAC-persona, but that makes it all the more fun. Mind is concerned with decisions and their consequences, which Russ has some…interesting history with. A page’s untapped potential ties into his development in decision-making over time. Given, a lot of his decisions were based off of Doug (and the plot of LAC definitely has to play a part in this AU with the whole patron troll thing because uhhh how could it not it’s too good) but that could just be the push he needed to become his true self.
  • Tara
    • Witch of Void: Remember Basketball Ignoring Simulator? She turned their game into a game about nothing, about doing nothing, a void, and despite the efforts of the boys and it being THEIR podcast they couldn’t stop it. They couldn’t. She was simply too powerful. Witches “manipulate” or “unlock,” which is certainly what she did here. She was one of the last members of Rev3 before it died out (became a void?) but she was there til the end, both trying to keep it from its void-y fate (“manipulate”) while also finally deciding when to let go (“unlock”). And I’m not sure how to tie in her appearance on PoolGames, Inc. in which she sat in a hot tub drinking various types of alcohol, but it feels like it fits with the classpect, in some way. Witches may break the rules of their aspect, and while I’m not sure exactly how, I do feel like she’s breaking some void rules and choosing what parts of the aspect she wants (also a witch thing). Maybe my inability to pinpoint these reasons is part of why she’s a void player. Who knows.
  • Simone
    • Knight of Heart: Heart encompasses soul, motivations, emotions, and possibly attraction. Let’s focus on the last two. Two of Simone’s videos focus on her asking strangers on the street about a) which Joy-con is Sexier, and b) which Pokemon they would date. (Kinda horny things that are also definitely a theme with her.) Very, very focused on emotion and attraction. She brings motivation into it, too, by asking why. A knight “exploits their aspect as a weapon,” and honestly? She really drilled into those people. I wouldn’t say attacking, but it’s got that Vibe, and honestly a lot of these are based on Vibe. She’s also just a funny and honest/open girl in ways that strike me as a heart player. She is, of course, quite jumpy and scared of spooky games, and is quite controlled by her uhhh Feelings during them and voices such. But, she is shown to enjoy them nonetheless, the kind of courage one might associate with a knight. She could grow into it even more; room for character development. Knights also conceal their true selves; she’s suggested that despite her fear of horror games, she absolutely loses it in the moment when playing it. Gets buckwild. Maybe that’s it.
  • Rileigh
    • Maid of Heart: I haven’t listened to Still Buffering, but from what I know, she is a Teen and a sweet, sweet girl. Maids may be connected to sylphs, drawing a connection between her and her older sister; they’re also speculated as “made of,” “provider of,” or “protects with” aspect. Heart is the soul or essence of being, and her podcast is all about Being a Teen, something that everyone struggles, struggled, or WILL struggle with at some point in time, and is arguably essential to not only one phase of life but the entirety of one’s life itself. The time in which they learn who they are and find their essence, their soul. The definition of the word “maid” is either a server or an heiress; the former could be a metaphor for how Teens are often controlled by emotions in some way, and the latter could connect to her younger-sisterhood. Thanks, Teen.
  • Sydnee
    • Sylph of Breath: She’s a doctor. It’s a given. Making her life just seemed too obvious, and we already got that one heal-y thing going, but breath is also kind of important to living? I haven’t heard her podcasts, so a lot of this is just based on the Vibe I get. Please help.

I still need help figuring out Dwight, Rachel, and Teresa, plus more depth with Sydnee, since as I said, I’m not as familiar with them and their content and don’t have enough to go off of (like I did with some others here that idk as well).

I’ll update this as it happens!

Bouquet Full of Loathing - Elucien

Inspired by: Flower Shop Modern AU - Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says “How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?” 

Pairing: Lucien x Elain (my sweet children<3)
Genre: Fluff/Humor
Rating: SFW
Recommended listen: McFly - Love is Easy

Author’s note: So I saw this post floating on Pinterest and finally found it on tumblr too. Super helpful when researching the flowers and then a photo of the actual bouquet haha. Hope it’s up to standard! Much longer than I anticipated. || @alicemoonwonderland

*slam*

“How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you to someone in flower?”

Lucien was furious. He was fuming. He was sure that if he could be, he’d actually be on fire. It was too fucken early for him to be going back and forth with his coworker but that bitch loved to undermine him and continuously make his life hell at work.

Due to his outburst after their latest argument, his manager (who was also that demon’s manager) was forcing him to make amends by buying her a nice bouquet of flowers to say he was sorry. Which he wasn’t. Not even in the slightest. But oh, she was going to get that bouquet of flowers.

The Fawn’s Greenhouse was only a few blocks away and it was one way for him to release his anger, by taking a walk. But what he didn’t expect was to find a beautiful young woman behind the counter, staring at him like he was crazy. Then again, who walks into a flower shop and demands those kind of flowers?

His eyes went to the nametag on the front of her dress and he felt his face go red.

Elain. Such a pretty name for such a pretty girl.

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Why Wincest? : An Honest Answer.


Like most Wincest shippers, I get asked a lot of different questions about why it is so appealing to me. Fortunately, I havent received any hate regarding it (yet) just mostly curiosity, and to be honest, I ask myself all the same questions.

To be clear, I am only answering for myself, since everyone’s experience is different, but I know there are people who feel the same way. I’ll start by saying, I don’t have a brother kink, or any interest in m/m sex, but something about Sam and Dean specifically, intrigued me very early on. I’d say somewhere around “Woooaaah easy tiger” (Dean grins) “Dean!?” (Sam answers breathlessly) I thought, “Oh yeah, these 2 wanna bang each other!” and that was literally the first scene we ever saw of Sam and Dean together. 

There is a reason why the writers/producers gave us a scene like this as our first introduction to the brothers’s relationship, it’s because they want us to sense sexual tension between them. This is the type of scene that TV shows and movies use to plant such thoughts between characters. For whatever reason 2 characters suddenly have physical contact, or maybe just long eye contact. The trope we’ve seen a million times, the “oops our bodies are touching and we made eye contact” that has started almost every love story ever. Since this is the very first scene between the brothers, the writers wanted to establish this immediately. 

So, like so many people, I noticed this, and then thought “well thats kinda gross, they’re brothers” and moved on. However, it didnt stop there. The writers threw in text mixed with subtext to keep it going. From standing/sitting too close together, unnecessary touching, grabbing, pinning each other against the wall, and so on, mixed with spoken text about how much one needs the other, or how theres nothing they wouldnt do for each other, established in concrete, that these 2 are not normal brothers. 


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About Dean’s next death (in fact... not a death at all)

I have just read this post by @tinkdw, that argues that Dean is “going to die”, in the sense of a metaphorical death, a destruction, or at least a shake, of certain core elements of Dean’s self that tie with his performance of his self. I want to add a couple considerations that I have written somewhere already but not really in depth, also I’m not sure where :P I was going to write this as an addition to the aforementioned post but I realized it was going to get long, so forgive me.

I think that if Dean dies this season - again, either an actual or a metaphorical death, where the second is more likely in my opinion for reasons I’ll explain later - it won’t be the first time (duh). So I think that if we want to understand the meaning of a possible death for Dean this season, we need to consider the meaning of Dean’s past deaths. Now, every death, semi-death, almost-death, kind-of-death Dean has experienced in the show has a meaning, or many meanings, but for now I’m going to focus on the two major, actual deaths Dean has experienced.

We’ve seen him die a lot of times in the show, but many of those times don’t really count. The deaths in Mystery Spot were not really real; the various times he and Sam visited heaven, the final one on-screen in Dark Side of the Moon, count more as visits to heaven than deaths, and the same can be said of Dean’s time in Purgatory. Yes, technically he dies to go to heaven, but the whole point was that he wasn’t going to stay there anyway. He experiences near-death situations multiple times, meeting reapers and Death in the veil, but again, he doesn’t really die.

Two are his deaths that actually count as such - the one at the end of season 3 and the one at the end of season 9. They’re different: one a ‘full’ death, where he went to hell and experienced demonhood (although only a little, so he didn’t turn into a demon at all, but he experienced what happens to a soul to make it eventually become a demon) in hell; one a ‘semi’ death, where he didn’t go anywhere but was simply revived, and experienced demonhood on earth.

His decision to sell his soul was a very complex decision, that contains a fundamental element of rebellion to John. His demon deal comes as the culmination of a season where Dean has been completely shattered by John’s last instructions to him - save Sam or kill him. Dean isn’t lying when he tells Sam, multiple times, that he feels relieved because he sees the ‘light’ at the end of the tunnel, that he’s almost happy because he doesn’t have to worry about the future since he doesn’t have it. Of course, he’s not really happy about going to hell, he’s understandably terrified, and when he finds out that hell-bound souls becomes demons, it gets even worse. But it’s not a lie that Dean sees an “out” in his premature death. By dying before Sam, by dying soon, he’s rejecting John’s plan for him.

Something of Dean Winchester irremediably died with his demon deal and his being dragged to hell, and it’s visible in the dream of his demonized self in Dream a Little Dream of Me - Dean shoots himself, he kills a part of himself. He screams his truest feelings about John to himself, and it’s something he can’t get back from. At the end, it’s the demonized self that snaps his fingers - the demon Dean wins, because going to hell, becoming a demon, it’s a rejection of what John wanted him to do, what John wanted him to be. Escaping John’s ultimate orders, check; becoming the thing John hated and feared the most, check. Hell, demonhood - they’re a rebellion against John.

His experience with the Mark of Cain is an experience of carrying the literal Darkness inside of him. In a way, carrying the Mark, being influenced by it, involuntarily carrying out the Darkness’ will of destruction, it’s basically an act of rebellion against the universe-scale equivalent of John - God. Even more: the first time he died, Dean was stopped from becoming a demon because angels were sent to rescue him on God’s orders. Dean becoming a demon is an act against God’s will in multiple ways. At the beginning of season 4, Dean is saved so that he can carry out God’s plans… and God’s plans include that he kills Sam. God’s plans align with John’s - apparently, there is no way Sam can be saved, Sam won’t be able to escape his destiny, so Dean, by saying yes to Michael, will determine his death alongside Lucifer’s. Dean is gotten out of hell to do what he so didn’t want to do, that the prospect of going to hell was kinda nice in comparison. He went to hell so that Sam could live, he gets pulled out of hell to kill Sam. He was almost okay with going to hell if that meant to avoid facing a situation where he needed to save Sam from evil, he gets pulled out to witness Sam succumbing to evil. God’s plans and John’s plans for him intersect: save Sam or kill him, where saving Sam is not an option.

And now, at the end of season 9, Dean, although involuntarily, manages to do what God had prevented him from doing the first time: becoming a demon. And becoming a demon, just as it would have been the first time, is the ultimate act of rebellion against the actual John. And not only he becomes exactly the thing John hated and feared the most, the thing that he wanted Sam to die rather than become; he also drops all the fucks he ever gave about John’s heavy legacy, spitting his truest feelings about John to Sam’s face. Just like he killed himself in the dream while admitting his feelings about John out loud, now he attempts to kill Sam while admitting his feelings about John out loud.

(Demon Dean did not intend to kill Sam originally. He just wanted to get away from Sam. He left him a note begging him to let him go, which speaks volumes. He doesn’t just leave, he feels the need to beg Sam to let him go. Of course when Sam doesn’t do that, Dean has to kill him - not because he wants Sam dead, but because he needs to stop Sam from trying not to let him go. It’s the same thing that happens in Brother’s Keeper - Death tells Dean to kill Sam because Sam will always try to get Dean back, and that would be disastrous. Similarly, demon Dean wants to kill Sam because Sam will always try to get Dean back, and demon Dean needs to be let go.)

Anyway, I digressed -

Both Dean’s deaths, the major ones, were acts of rebellion against John and God (where God is basically a large-scale equivalent of John). I think Dean’s next death - the third, and three is an important number - will be the ultimate rejection of John.

Dean’s third death, though, won’t be an actual death. There is a progression: the first one is a proper death, he goes to hell, gets buried, and actually stays dead for months. It’s a death. The second one is not really a death (Crowley himself says so), his soul does not leave his body, does not go to an afterlife realm, but stays on earth. It’s a death that is actually a transformation. The third one is bound to be not a death at all, but ‘only’ a transformation.

Now let’s focus on an element: after selling his soul, Dean faces himself. In the dream in 3x10, he externalizes his feelings about John to himself, and attempts to kill himself.

After becoming a demon, Dean faces Sam. In 10x03, he externalizes his feelings about John to Sam, and attempts to kill Sam.

Now, who is he going to face next, who is he going to externalize the truth about what John was to him? Every arrow in the narrative points to Mary.

Of course it will be different than the previous times - Dean has settled his issues with the Darkness, he won’t be a demon, he won’t try to kill Mary properly speaking - but it will be some sort of metaphorical killing of Mary, just like the death will be a metaphorical death for Dean (of course, Mary might be killed and Dean might die, but the idea would still stand). Dean needs to ‘kill’ Mary’s assumptions and he needs to let parts of himself die. Of course I’m not talking about a disappearance of the parts of Dean that make his façade - which are real parts of Dean, just not exclusive and comprehensive - but the reasons those parts exist as a façade. He needs to let the John in him die, in the sense of the grasp that John’s abuse has on Dean’s construction of self.

I think I’m losing clarity as it’s getting late and I only have so much brain power, so I’m going to stop here hoping that what I’ve written makes sense. Let me know your thoughts!

right okay I need Wynonna/Doc/Dolls ot3 to happen and let me tell you why. Not just team dynamics, not just mindblowing sex, (which I’m sure there’d be plenty of) but the absolute goldmine of humor Doc/Dolls could be. Just imagine with me, if you will, Wynonna comes to both of them one day and is like “y’know what? I don’t want to sneak around behind either of your backs, I want to have my cake and eat it too, I’m into both of you, deal with it”

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anonymous asked:

Hey, I was wondering if you could do the ex boyfriend cheating prompt but for Hanzo and soldier 76? It was so so good oml thank you!! (Also @ person who sent that original prompt I'm so sorry, I hope things are better for you💓)

No worries

Hanzo:

The day was quiet, the trees swaying gently in the breeze. Hanzo liked these days, where it felt like the world was at peace around him. The only sounds in this forest were that of the birds and the wind in the leaves. It was a tranquil place that brought a serenity to his heart.

This was why he enjoyed to meditate her. Today though, he had come because he was troubled. More and more over the last few years, Hanzo would find himself here. Usually when he wanted to think about you…

These were in moments when he was troubled. You were such a close friend, one he could confide in and be honest about himself. One who saw goodness in him that he couldn’t always believe in himself.

The only problem was that…he was in love with you. Hopelessly, madly in love with you.

And you were in love with another.

Hanzo respected your wishes. There was no point in confiding these feelings to you: it would only leave you conflicted and guilty. You would not be able to make a choice, and it was not something that Hanzo wanted to make you choose anyway. It was because he loved you, that he only wished your happiness.

But that did not mean he could not feel jealous. It was impossible not to feel the threads of jealousy woven inside of him. And that was why he came here, to try and push back that ugly emotion, knowing it had no right to claw and tear at him this way.

Feeling a presence close bow, Hanzo began to sit up and pull his bow from his back when he saw you back along the trees, making your way toward him. This spot was one he had taken you to a few times, but never had you come here alone… something must be up.

Face blank, you said nothing as you walked closer and closer, your phone clutched in one hand. After a moment you took a seat next to him, close enough that your knees touched. He didn’t like the lost look in your eyes.

“Y/n…” Hanzo said softly, looking uncertain. 

After a moment, you looked at him. And it was only in that moment that you looked at him, struggling to keep up your composed face, that Hanzo knew something was truly wrong with you.

“Can I sit with you for a little?” you asked softly. “I’m sorry if I’m disturbing your meditation. I just…I find being around you quite comforting.”

It was a surprise to hear that, but Hanzo would not force you away. No, if you wished to stay with him while you struggled with your battles, then Hanzo would stay here and support you however you wished, whether with his voice or his silence.

“Stay as long as you need, cherry blossom,” Hanzo murmured, and then hesitated. “May I…May I ask what is wrong?”

Back straightening, you took a deep breath and he could see the pain in your eyes, clear as the morning sky. “There is nothing wrong with me,” you said quietly. But it was clearly not true.

Gently, Hanzo took your chin and turned you face. Usually he would not touch you without permission, but this time seemed appropriate to move past the question and focus on the fact that something was hurting you quite badly, badly enough that you were here meditating with him and looking like the world had shattered.

“Please tell me,” Hanzo said softly.

At the sound of his soft voice, gently probing and full of such legitimate concern…you felt your lip wobble slightly and took a deep breath as tears pricked your eyes. Slowly, you handed him your phone.

With a frown, Hanzo took it from you and turned it over. Clicking in your password, the first thing that lit on the screen was a picture. It took only a moment for Hanzo to recognize your boyfriend standing there, hands tangled in another woman’s hairs, their mouths interlocked.

“My friend sent me that a few hours ago,” you whispered, throat tightening and you continued in a choked voice. “And all I could do was feel numb, you know? I thought he cared about me, and at first I wanted to pretend it wasn’t real. And now-now all I can think of is that I need you. I need you to hold me and tell me it is going to be okay.”

It was your voice cracking on the last word and the start of tears falling down your cheeks that broke Hanzo. Gently, he pulled you into his arms, cradling you sideways. A sob escaped your throat and you buried your face in his chest.

“It is okay to cry, cherry blossom,” Hanzo whispered, not hesitating to grant your wish. “It will be okay. Cry now, my love.”

The words poured from him effortlessly. This wasn’t him pretending to care or shoulder your burdens-this was him, truly wishing he could end your suffering and wishing he could sell his soul to prevent the injury caused to your heart like this.

You clutched his chest, unable to speak as the crying continued, and he could feel you shaking violently in his arms. Hanzo did not stop you nor move you, a hand gently petting your hair.

“It will be okay, my love, my cherry blossom. I am here, I am here,” Hanzo cooed softly, cheek resting against your hair. 

It will be okay.

I will do anything to make it okay.

Soldier 76 (but we’ll do pre-fall Jack, cuz its simpler then 76 and no one dies…probably)

It has been awhile since the last time Jack has seen you. Lately life has been going to hell a bit, what with the government helping Overwatch take on higher missions and the recent rebellions of Omnics against humans. Indeed, he has had his hands full and its been exhausting.

At least, though, it has been a good distraction from a problem he’s been suffering from in his personal life….you. Jack wasn’t someone who liked to let himself run off emotion. He was a man of practicality and cautious thinking, someone who was usually depended on by many at a time.

Yet when he’d fallen for you, it was like all caution had gone out the window…until he had realized that you were already dating another. The man was a bit punier then him, a bit younger and not exactly the brightest…at least Jack thought. But you were happy and he had to respect that.

So now, Jack filled up most of his free time with his missions and being a commander. Even the time he could have taken off or been at home was spent instead at Overwatch Headquarters. You were his only distraction, the only one who made him regret and long for things outside of his current life.

But alas, friends were all the two of you would ever be, he thought.

Except then Jack got a call one day over the phone, and when he took a look it was your number. The two of you hadn’t talked in a week or so, but usually you didn’t call him during the days, knowing his work hours.

“Y/n?” he asked immediately when he answered. “Are you okay?”

For a moment, there was silence…and then he heard a sniffle. Immediately his heart dropped in his chest. Not once had he ever heard you cry, and the thought that you were calling him while crying meant something both bad and important had happened.

“Jack,” you sobbed over the phone. “I’m need you. Please, I’m so sorry. But I need you so much right now.”

The words pulled at his chest and he stood without thought. “I’ll be there in about thirty minutes,” Jack said gruffly. “Hang on, y/n. I am on my way.”

Jack didn’t tell anyone when he left. There was no time to hesitate, not a moment to lose. No, if you needed him then there was no other place he could go, nothing that could stop him. 

Taking a helicopter, he literally parked in a nearby field and ran the rest of the way. He didn’t care about the helicopter, or the fact that it was starting to rain as he ran. It only mattered that he get there as quickly as he could. 

Trudging up to your house, he noticed the door was slightly ajar. Cautiously, Jack hesitated before stepping inside. “Y/n?” Jack called, eyes wandering the hall and stairs. It was beautiful, a soft color and pictures covered the wall. It was homey, and he’d often wondered what it would be life if the two of you had shared a home instead. 

Turning the corner, Jack froze as he saw you on the couch. You sat there, your legs pulled to your chest and you were crying softly into your knees. You hadn’t seemed to notice his presence yet, or maybe you had but feared to look up at him.

Immediately Jack started toward you, but felt his boot hit something. Looking down, it was your phone and he frowned. Picking it up, he noted the screen was cracked, like you had throne it against the wall. Open on it, was a picture, one that only took a few moments for him to study and realize the issue. 

It was a picture of your boyfriend, a girl on top of him without a shirt, and his hands roaming in places they shouldn’t have been.

The anger that rose in him was swift and violent, and he had the instinct to turn and find the little monster and beat him to death. It was a feeling he’d never experienced before, but he would gladly give into it if it meant your ex would grovel at your feet.

Instead, Jack swallowed down his rage and left the phone on the coffee table, closed. Sitting beside you, he gently wrapped an arm around you and pulled you against his side.

“It’s okay, y/n. I’m here for you,” Jack said, and you immediately turned your face into his shoulder. He had never thought he’d see you cry, and honestly he was sad that it had come a day he’d have to. 

Lifting your face, your eyes were puffy and pink, your face smudged with tears as your lip quivered. “He…Oh my god…,” you sobbed, a hand raising to cover part of your face. “I trusted him, Jack. I thought…”

Jack only cradled you tighter, a hand reaching up to take yours and hold it. “You couldn’t have known he would do this, y/n. He seemed like an okay guy,” Jack said, keeping his voice soothing, the storm behind the barrier in his heart as he wished he could dry your tears.

“His hands are all over her and…and…” you struggled to breath for a moment, and his hand ever so gently rubbed your back as he watched you. When you finally caught your breath, you put your head against his shoulder against. 

“Men do stupid things,” Jack says quietly. “What can I do to make you feel better y/n?” he asked, knowing it was going to be awhile before you okay. And not just today…it would be days, maybe a weeks before you finally got over this betrayal of trust and love.

Shaking in his arms, you just shook your head. This was not ever something you had seen coming, not something you could imagine would happen to you. You had thought the two of you were happy…and whether or not he was drunk didn’t make it okay.

“Just…Just stay with me, Jack,” you whispered. “Please don’t leave me alone. I can’t handle this alone.”

Jack hesitated, then laid down on the couch with you, spooning you and facing the inside of the couch. “I won’t go, “ he said finally. “It’ll be okay. I won’t go,” he promises.

Jack lets you cry as much as you need, and wipes away all of your tears. He ends up staying the night with you, and later when your ‘boyfriend’ comes home, Jack punches him and then threatens that if he ever comes back, it won’t matter if he has a home or not because he’ll be dead. 

That’s probably the only thing that really comforted you. 

The big Constantine rant no one asked for

So with rumors of a Justice League Dark movie rolling around, I figured I’d try and write up my big ramble on why I want John Constantine out of the DC main continuity and back into Vertigo where he belongs.

First, it’s going to sound like I’m being very harsh on Constantine, but he’s one of my favorite characters. I love him a lot. So when I say that he’s a bastard, it comes from a place of fondness and care. But make no mistake, he is a bastard, and he shouldn’t be palling around with superheroes.

In the DC main continuity stuff, all of Constantine’s swears are bleeped out. This might seem like a petty complaint, but for me it’s sorta emblematic of the character rewrite that happened to make him palatable to the superhero genre. Constantine isn’t really just your generic rough around the edges modern fantasy hero with a heart of gold. He isn’t Dean Winchester or Harry Dresden. He’s an arrogant, self-involved shit who just manages to be more moral than demons and some wealthy magic users who are even more self involved than him. His stories were political. He once fought off a group of gentrifying yuppies who were literally demons. He gets people who are close to him killed on the regular because it’s either that or let the whole world get consumed by evil. He’s blue collar and punk rock, angry and crude. He’s a con man that cured the lung cancer he got from years of chain smoking by selling his soul to three different demons and then committing suicide, knowing that the lord of Hell would keep him alive to prevent war from breaking out in Hell. And he didn’t stop smoking.

Then they went and put him in a comic with Billy Batson. It’s the sort of thing that makes sense if you are a corporate executive with no concept of narrative tone. Hey they’re both magic using comic characters! Let’s have them fight some magic big bad together! Except that Shazam’s magic is something entirely different from Constantine’s. Shazam is for bright adventures where the kid himself gets to be hero rather than a sidekick. Constantine is the sort of dark fantasy of people who live paycheck to paycheck and work jobs that they know will end up destroying their bodies. These aren’t worlds that ought to collide. Why on earth would you want a John Constantine with his harsh costs of magic use in a story where Shazam can and should save the day without the sacrifice. Superheroes are all about ideology and being able to be good without compromise. John isn’t a superhero. His stories don’t work with superhero ideology.

Please for the love of a very good character, stop stripping him of everything that made him interesting and unique to shoehorn him into your shared universe and let him go back to being only tangentially related to this world by way of Swamp Thing.

Summer 2017 Anime Overview: Rage of Bahamut: Virgin Soul and The Reflection

My classic anime overview posts are making a comeback! I watched 7 different anime in the Summer 2017, so we’ve got a lot to talk about- so much so that I’ll do a couple anime each post rather than just doing one giant post.

I fully believe in saving the best for last, so we’ll rank and review these anime in order from worst to best. Which means we’ll be starting with the anime I found the weakest out of what I watched this season. Rage of Bahamut: Virgin Soul and The Reflection. Are both of them bad anime? Or are they just not quite as a good as the other fare? Let’s dive in and find out!

Rage of Bahamut: Virgin Soul

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