i'm sure this is everywhere by now but it's pretty cool

swiftiesfanatic  asked:

Amazing imagines!! I love them so much!! ❤❤ I think you've even written enough to start a masterlist soon! If you ever need any ideas/ideas for a rainy day here's a couple. However, please don't feel like I'm expecting you to write all these right now!! It's more of a compiled list of ideas for you if you're having a slow request day/just want to write them -Jealous Betty -Beach day for the gang/Betty in a swimsuit/Jughead in a swimsuit -Bughead napping together -Betty's parents walk in on them

Hey! These are all awesome! I think I’m gonna go with the hickey role reversal for today! Let’s give it a try!

School was ending in about a week, and summer was so close Jughead could practically smell the sunscreen and taste the countless milkshakes he would be devouring.
That being said…

It was hot.

And by hot he didn’t mean, warm with a light breeze, he meant crack an egg on it, it was smoking. He was sweating almost all the time and even with the windows open the Riverdale classrooms were boiling. Unfortunately for him that meant his typical wardrobe of flannels and jeans just wasn’t gonna cut it, and he most definitely was not gonna show up to school in one of those ridiculous tank tops with the sleeves cut down all the way to the bottom, he would leave that to Reggie and chuck. Tools.

Anyway, figuring out what to wear, that was still comfortable for him but also kept him cool enough so he didn’t pass out was a struggle. He wasn’t a shorts guy, unless they were bathing suit bottoms and he was at the beach, so he stuck to his jeans, these ones had a few holes so that should help atleast a little, digging in his drawer he pulled out the only light weight t shirt he had, it was a simple white v neck, nothing too crazy, but also something he normally wouldn’t wear without something else to cover it up, at this point he couldn’t care less, it was too damn hot.

“Looking good” he turned with a smile, meeting the eyes of the gorgeous blonde who had come out of nowhere. Okay so maybe there was one positive thing about the heat, Betty’s wardrobe had to adjust accordingly as well and man was he grateful for the tiny dresses that showed off her gorgeous long legs. Today she had on a white sundress covered in pink and red flowers, it skimmed her mid thigh and he fought the urge to run his fingers along the bare skin. As soon as he was about to retort with a witty comeback, her eyes got wide

“Oh my god” she looked horrified.

Whipping around to look behind him, confused as to what had her in such a state of panic she repeated a little more panicky

“Oh my god.”

“Betty? what the hell? What’s the matter?” She seemed to be at a loss for words and suddenly two more of the gang had arrived, both wearing Similar expressions to Bettys.

“What in sexy time?!” Veronica was practically bouncing she seemed so excited.

Kevin was moving his hands to jugheads neck, before he dodged them with a glare

“What are you all talking about.”

Suddenly Archie was rounding the corner zeroing in on Jughead

“Hey ma… hey! Nice hickey dude! Way to go” he slapped a hand to jugheads shoulder, smiling.

“What! What hick..what are you.” He was twisting trying to find the offending mark. He glanced up at Betty who was beet red and was desperately trying to hide her laughter.

“See Betty, I told you. It’s totally normal to give a boy a hickey, That’s so funny, Betty was just asking me about this at our sleepover last week.” Veronica said laughing handing Jughead her hand mirror.

He snatched the mirror and held it up to his neck. Sure enough, there was a purple mouth shaped bruise on his neck. Snapping the mirror shut he shook his head

“Bacon grease, it splattered.”

Everyone eyed him sceptically as Cheryl walked over

“Oh please, like you cook. Just fess up Jughead, who’s the mystery woman?” The redhead asked.

“There’s no one, you’re all nuts.”

The conversation was stopped short by the first period bell.

“Dude, were totally talking about this at lunch,” Archie said grinning

“Duh” Veronica added throwing a wave to Betty, leaving behind Jughead and Betty as Kevin kissed Betty on the cheek before walking off with Cheryl.

There was a moment of silence Betty smirking at her bright red boyfriend

“So… a tshirt today? No flannel.”

He stared at her dryly

“Wait till all of our friends find out what a little minx you are. You won’t be laughing then.”

Betty shrugged, smiling guiltily and turning on her heels to walk the other way , she quickly turned around and added

“No one told you to wear the worlds sexiest tshirt the day after our two month anniversary festivities.”
She winked and practically skipped off.

He slammed his head into the locker gently. She was gonna be the death of him.

By the time lunch came around the entire school was talking about Jugheads hickey, the rumors were everywhere,

Jughead was seeing Ethel,

Jughead was seeing a girl from central

And of course, Archie and jughead were a couple (that one was Reggie. Tool.)

Slamming his tray on the table besides Betty, she jumped up smiling and meeting his eyes.

The rest of the gang was already there and they instantly turned the conversation to hickeys.

Cheryl of course instigating it
“Well it has to be someone who’s aggressive, obvi, look at that mark.”

Veronica nodded “agreed. I could never do something that good, and I’ve been told I’m a pretty fiery lover.” She flipped her dark hair , smiling.

Cheryl nodded “and we all know how intense I am, but that’s good, even for me.”

Kevin said something that had Archie practically dying he was laughing so hard.

“And we all know it can’t be Betty, no offense bets but we all kind of agree, your not really the most passionate lover.”

Before Jughead could even think he had opened his mouth “try again, she’s pretty much the definition of passionate.”

Everyone at the table seemed to have stopped time, slowly turning their heads to stare at the pair in front of them. Betty was blushing so hard they thought she might explode and jughead was kind of just lost in his own idiocy.

“B..Betty?” Archie squeaked out.

“No way you’re lying.” This time it was kevin.

And Cheryl and Veronica were just staring, shocked.

Suddenly something in Betty snapped and she turned to Kevin.

“Actually, yes it was me. As quiet as you think I am, I am very very attracted to my boyfriend, therefore sometimes I get carried away. Can we please stop this conversation now.” She stabbed a piece of lettuce with her fork.

The table went dead silent for thirty seconds before all hell broke loose.

“Carried away?!”
“How long?”
“How did you get it in that shape?”

Dropping her head to the table, she sighed as Jugheads arm came to rest around her shoulder, tugging her into his side.

“No questions, were dating, going on two months. That’s all you’ve gotta know.” The lazy tone in his voice left no room for argument and the table went silent once again.

Squeezing his hand in hers, she smiled up at him. This was far from over and they both knew that, but for right now, their friends were just gonna have to wait. They were happy, and that’s what matters.

thevampireauthoress  asked:

I live in a country where guns have to be licensed and therefore I cannot get hold of one to experience this myself, but how does it feel to hold in your hand/s? What is it made of? Does it get warm under your touch or does it remain chill? How does it feel to know that you have a machine of death in your hands, or do you get so used to it you do not think about it? I'm not really sure about what type of guns I'm using in my story so any information you can give me is so, so helpful!!!

Just so you understand the sort of mentality you’re dealing with, hubby and I found your description highly amusing at first, and at first I treated it like a joke, and I realized after the fact how tasteless that response is. We’re jaded to the seriousness of guns; that’s the attitude you’re looking to replicate.

We make a habit of calling them “weapons,” not “guns.” We’ll usually get chewed out if we just call them guns, though if we use the proper term for the weapon (rifle, pistol, etc) that’s usually acceptable.

As far as technical info goes, here’s an excerpt from the Wiki page on M16s:
The M16 is a lightweight, 5.56 mm, air-cooled, gas-operated, magazine-fed assault rifle, with a rotating bolt. The M16’s receivers are made of 7075 aluminum alloy, its barrel, bolt, and bolt carrier of steel, and its handguards, pistol grip, and buttstock of plastics.

5.56 is the standard round (and we call them rounds, not bullets; the bullet is the tip of the round and the casing/shell is the rest of it) for M16, M4, and M249, the weapons most commonly assigned to enlisted. We have to walk around and pick up the shells if we’re firing our weapons at a range. 

Me and hubby agree that holding a weapon for the first time is surprisingly uneventful. It feels the same as if someone had put a hammer or a crowbar in your hand for the first time. Guns in American culture are so prevalent that when you’re younger they seem benign and of no great consequence. This is with me coming from a gunless background and hubby having some experience with weapons prior to joining. After a while it does completely stop dawning on you that the contraption you’re holding is a deadly weapon and most people would be unnerved to see them. 

We mostly only have weapons on us during basic training, during a field exercise, and during deployment, and during deployment your weapon might very well be locked up for a part of it if you aren’t deployed to a combat zone. There’s no real reason to just lug around a rifle around during a normal work day. So in actuality, I probably spent less than 25% of my time in the army with an actual weapon. 

Our weapons are made with metals (and some parts plastic) and due to Science metal does tend to get warm when held, yes. They can of course be hot or cold given the environment. It’s dreadfully unpleasant to hold them without gloves in the snow, especially when your fingers start going numb and you’re not 100% sure you’ve got an adequate grip on it. They reek of CLP and metal and they leave a lasting smell on your hands, more so if you’ve been firing.

CLP of course being Cleaner, Lubricant, and Protectant, basically just a lubricating oil we use on our weapons to ensure all the parts are moving smoothly so it hopefully doesn’t jam. A lot of people will literally pour CLP on their weapons and they just drench the poor thing and you don’t need that, folks. Just a few drops will usually do as long as you’re maintaining it regularly.

I preferred pistols over rifles. I enjoyed taking them apart more and shooting with them, but I only ever got to do that once or twice as a for-fun thing because only our officers used the M9. 

Lucky for me I was assigned an M249 during three of my four years. Typically only one person per squad has a 249, so there’s only ever maybe four or five people per platoon with one, maybe 15-20 per company.

It’s classified as a “light machine gun,” but it’s still over twice as heavy as the M16 and required belts of ammo that were a pain to carry around. While everyone else could just prop up their weapon where convenient, the 249 needs to be set up with its stupid little tripod and then sit on the ground and be a tripping hazard until you pick it up again. It fires at a much higher rate than the m16, (I mean, it’s a machine gun) so for a fellow who depends on prescription eyeglasses (such as myself) it can become impossible to shoot because the damn thing sends up so much smoke and fog that it renders lenses useless. I also remember one time we were instructed to sling while marching and I fucked up and loosened up my sling on accident and I couldn’t stop and fix it or unsling it because slinged weapons was the directive and we were on uneven terrain and I wound up walking with that bastard for two miles with it bouncing against me every now and then. I had bruises all up and down my front. I hated that thing; it was an inconvenience and an annoyance. Could not have been happier when I finally got an M16. 

Speaking of slinging the weapon, we generally don’t sling it to our backs unless we’re carrying something or doing some other task that requires full use of our arms. Otherwise we hold it in the “low ready,” with the weapon pointing toward the ground and away from people.

Having our weapon around is pretty much second nature. Maintaining our arms is of utmost importance, some would say over maintaining ourselves. Some will choose to clean their weapon over cleaning themselves. We memorize the serial numbers and carry them with us everywhere unless we can physically lock them up. Leaving an unattended weapon is a serious issue. We also clean them regularly, sometimes multiple times a day if the weapons have been in a compromising environment i.e. we’ve been crawling through sand or something. Dropping your weapon is pretty much blasphemous and will reward you with several push ups if anyone sees. Some people were just Extra and if they dropped their weapon and there was no one around to punish them, they’d punish themselves because they disrespected their weapon ors.

Flagging is usually taken very seriously, although there have been occasions where I’ve seen someone get more chewed out for dropping the weapon than for flagging someone, which I think is steaming bull shit tbqh. We’re taught to NEVER, EVER point a weapon at someone, even in jest, so of course it never happens, ever, because we totally follow instructions at all times, completely and unsarcastically. 

I can say that having left the army, hubby is still a fan of guns and he and his best friend go to the shooting range occasionally, but I am rather firmly pro gun control so I never really see/use them anymore. So all sorts can go in and come out of the army and how each person feels about weapons will be unique, but generally while we’re in, they’re an extension of ourselves and a soldier’s most important asset.

And to sum up, there’s usually three types of gun people in the army:

1) I have a gun. Cool I guess. (most common imo)
2) I have a 5.56 mm, air-cooled, gas-operated, magazine-fed assault rifle, with a rotating bolt which was implemented into service in 1964 to replace the Garand, Carbine, and Browning with a maximum firing range of 3,600 meters and an effective firing range of 550 meters. 
3) I don’t actually know shit about guns but I really want to be macho and impress people so I pretend to be knowledgeable and make a fool out of myself while annoying everyone around me.


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Companions react to childrens' awe after they act heroic
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b></b> The children of the settlement watched in awe as the companion took down 6 raiders at once. Sole wasn't there, and all of the turrets were down, so it was up to them to protect the settlement alone. A little girl around the age of six almost got bludgeoned when she came out of hiding to get her teddy bear. Before she got so much as a bruise, the companion swooped in and killed the nasty raider. They patted the girl's head before giving her back her teddy bear. They told her to get back into hiding, and the companion went back into the firefight. (The ones that can speak/pat heads anyways) When the very last raider was down, the companion collapsed on the ground, exhausted. They only got a second to breath though. As soon as they could, every child from the settlement tackled the companion. They called them awesome and cool while giving the companion hugs, or high fives.<p/><b>Ada:</b> "That is quite enough children. You are welcome, but I really need to get back to my duties." The kids keep pestering poor Ada until she relents and answers a few questions. She only stays long enough for the children to be satisfied with the answers they got. She leaves to go hide somewhere while she runs a diagnostics on herself.<p/><b>Cait:</b> She felt pretty good about herself up until she thought the kids were getting to annoying. "Alright kids. That's enough. Bugger of now!" She almost felt bad about sending them away, but the kids didn't seem to mind as they were acting out what had just happened. That made Cait glad. She wouldn't even want to think about what Sole would do to her if she made a kid cry.<p/><b>Codsworth:</b> "By jove!" Codsworth was surprised when he got knocked down by the children. He just sat there slightly dumbfounded as to why the children were so awe-struck. He kindly answered any questions they had until the kids got bored and moved on to play at the playground. Though he could see the little girl he saved sporting a bowler hat identical to Codsworth' later that day. If he had a face, he would've smiled.<p/><b>Curie:</b> She was very pleased to have the kids think that she was cool. She answered honestly when she was asked how she felt while fighting. "Well... I was definitely scared. I probably couldn't have done it if I wasn't trying to protect you all." That made some of the kids tear up. Curie almost panicked, but managed to calm them down by giving them some candy she had found a while back.<p/><b>Danse:</b> Danse didn't get knocked down due to his power armour but the kids swarmed around his legs, making him lose his footing and fall. The force of it made some kids fall, and made two of the younger ones cry. Danse teared up himself. He hated seeing innocent kids cry. He quickly recovered, and scooped the crying children up and ran them over to Curie, so that she could cheer them up. The rest of the children hung on to his back. Curie cheered them up, and now the kids thought that Danse's strength was more impressive than anything. He gave them all piggyback rides the rest of the day as a way to make up for his screw up.<p/><b>Deacon:</b> Right away, Deacon told the crowd of kids extravagant lies about his more awesome adventures. "I once fought twice that many deathclaws barehanded!" He liked having someone believe his dumb lies for once. He kept it up until Sole came back to a Deacon with his own little group following him everywhere. They told him to quit it before the kids get any wild ideas.<p/><b>Dogmeat:</b> Dogmeat is absolutely ecstatic that he is getting all of this attention. He enjoys the belly rubs and 'good boys' that the children give him. He returns the favour by giving them thank you licks on their hands.<p/><b>Gage:</b> Gage is low-key terrified of children, so he doesn't even try to interact with them. He just runs. That leads to a chase where the kids think its a game. He eventually can't continue running, and neither can the kids, so he just collapses onto the ground. The children fall on and around him, and he can't find the strength to push them off, so he just falls asleep like that. Sole comes back to see that they're still asleep in that position, and finds it absolutely adorable. They don't hesitate to tease him about it later.<p/><b>Hancock:</b> When he gets tackled, he hits his head, making him black out for a second. The kids go silent, and one asks if he's dead. Hancock just sits up and starts laughing. "Don't worry about it, you little tykes. As you just saw, it takes more than that to off me!" The kids cheer, and start apologising a bunch. It takes Hancock a while before the kids will part from him. He enjoys having the kids follow him around like a miniature army. He finds it cute.<p/><b>Longfellow:</b> Instead of taking the praise the children offer him, he sits them all down to tell them really excited stories from when he was young. As the stories get more and more suspenseful, the children get more and more drawn in by them. When Longfellow is all done, the kids are even more awe-struck than before.<p/><b>MacCready:</b> He hugs and high-fives the kids right back. He's just happy he saved them, but he supposed it couldn't hurt to accept the children's thanks. If Duncan is in the crowd, then MacCready makes sure to act like killing all those raiders single-handedly is no big deal. He wants to show off for his son.<p/><b>Nick Valentine:</b> He ruffled a few of the kid's instead of a hug. They call him "the most awesomest person ever, " but he refuses the title. "Listen up kiddos. I'm not all that great. But you guys? You're the real cool ones. You didn't panic when the raiders came, and I bet that when you're older, you'll be able to kick twice as much butt as I did today." He smiles as the children's beaming faces. They all think of how cool it would be to actually do that.<p/><b>Piper:</b> Is so happy that the children thinks she's cool. She gets called a lot of things, but never cool. She doesn't hesitate to give all the kids hugs, telling them what a great job they did staying calm even when their home was being attacked. If Nat is there, she makes sure to drag a compliment out of her sister. She begrudgingly does, but in her mind, she's thinking of how awesome her sister is.<p/><b>Preston:</b> Preston is practically glowing with happiness. He's so glad that the children are looking up to him. Especially since he did something that's a good influence on the kids. He doesn't hesitate to tell them about the Minutemen and how they help people too. "Listen up kiddies. When you grow up, and you want to help and be awesome just like I was, then you should join the Minutemen." Some of the kids keep that in mind.<p/><b>Strong:</b> Needles to say, Strong is confused when a bunch of tiny humans crowd around him. They're all taking at once, so he can't understand a single one. Strong roars as loud as he can, effectively scaring them off. All of them except the girl with the teddy that is. She just stands there and says "awesome" in a barely audible voice. Surprisingly, Strong takes a liking to this fearless child and the two become friends. The little girl rides around on Strong's shoulders all day while he tells her stories about the killing he's done with his bothers. The strange creatures he's eaten, and the milk of human kindness are mentioned as well. When Sole comes back and sees them, they don't even question it.<p/><b>X6-88:</b> He's already waking away before the kids even reach him. He ignores them before they get in the way of his path. He sighs and tells them to speak. They do, and he almost regrets it. Their questions come rushing forth, some of them, he can't even answer. He stumbles over his words, and is just all around confused until Sole comes back and dismisses the kids. They look at X6 with a smirk on their face, amused that children can get him so easily frazzled. He's so close to hugging them in thanks, but decides against it. He opts for a simple "Thank you sir/ma'am." Sole chuckles and goes about their business.<p/></p><p/></p><p/><b></b> @ishtar0110<p/></p>
The LionSwap Theory

I’m really wondering about the paladins’ original lions. You know, about how Keith should have black, Lance red & Allura/Shiro blue if we’re to follow the classics.

(No this theory isn’t about how the hell did they fit in at the time)

I heard they made it so their lions match their colors as paladins, but they could have switched their outfits, like they did in the sequels (#NeverForget). So my best guess is the creators of the show might be planning to swap their lions around, so we finally have an explanation as to why their armors don’t match their lions (though I’d like to see them with their armor swapped, too, but that’s just me).

(Did ya missed it ?)

Under a Read More because long. Especially Lance’s part.

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The Picture of Dorian Gray
  • Lord henry: wow basil who u paintin
  • basil: NOBODY [sweats]
  • lord henry: he's p. hot u should show this pic to everyone
  • basil: dude i cant theres ~too much of my self in it~
  • lord henry: LMAO BASIL you ugly fuck that guys the hottest dude ive ever seen and you.... well.... arent..... but dw im sure hes dumb as shit
  • basil: .........:(((...........but i love him
  • dorian: sup guys im here now what talkin about
  • basil: how hot you are
  • lord herny: yeah
  • dorian: hahah omfg
  • bail: let me finish my painting
  • lord henry: OKAY im going
  • dorian: HENRY NO DONT LEAVE ME HERE its v. boring
  • henry: k fine let me just poison your entire worldview and turn you into an asshole in like 1 page
  • lord henry: hey u know dorian that painting of u is p hot but you wont be hot forever one day you will be OLD and GROSS
  • Dorian: oh fuck
  • dorian: oh god really
  • dorian: if only through some ambiguous dark magic the painting could get old and gross instead of me :'(((
  • basil: dude chill
  • Basil: ~DORIAN NO~
  • Basil: I will destroy the painting
  • Dorin: basil no its pretty
  • Basil: fine
  • Hery: k bye everyone i got stuff to do
  • ~later~
  • basil: hey dorian hey
  • basil: here you can have this painting bc im madly in love with you
  • Dorian: SWEET ok bye
  • Dorian: [closes door]
  • dorian: [looks at painting]
  • dorian: [breathes heavily]
  • Dorian: fuck............ im so hot.........
  • ~1 month later~
  • dorian: hey everyone im engaged to this actress
  • everyone: cool lets go see her play
  • actress: [bad acting]
  • actress: b/c I love u :'(((
  • Dorian: u suk bye bitch
  • actress: kills self
  • dorian: [doesn't know]
  • painting: ~evil vibes~
  • dorian: ew omg no no no i must write an apologetic letter to the girl i hastily ceased loving
  • henry: lol she dead
  • dorian: Thats it there is no good left in my heart
  • henry: haha yeah also here have this book that will turn you into even more of a jerk
  • dorian: tnx henri
  • henry: bye
  • basil: DORIAN WHAT THE HELL OH GOD you are not the starry eyed little twink i knew 1 month ago what happen to you dorian no ilu
  • dorian: ((hmmmmm basil would probably turn me into a better person......... but no...... i am an evil man......evil.......to the core..))
  • dorian: Bye basil
  • ~5 years pass~
  • dorian: hahah im such a bad person but who gives a fuck
  • dorian: [various ke$ha songs and montage of him throwing money and jewels and music and rich tapestries and orgies everywhere]
  • dorion: k that was fun
  • painting: [hella gross]
  • dorian: lmao
  • ~another 5 years pass~
  • basil: dorin omfg hi is that u
  • dorian: yea
  • basil: i have heard bad things about u dorian everyone says youre a fucking asshole but i don't believe them bc you're too hot
  • dorian: hahahahaha actually speaking of do you want to see my ~soul~
  • basil: lol wut
  • dorian: .........wait.... why did i show you that.......
  • dorian: fuck...... i have to kill you srry
  • basil: [dead]
  • dorian: hm.
  • dorian: hello chemist man can u pls destroy that body with your chemistry magic
  • chemist man: k
  • ~later~
  • henry: sup kid
  • dorian: stuff
  • dorian: hey henry do u think basil got murderd
  • henry: dunno prolly dont care really
  • dorian: .......k
  • ~later~
  • dorian: haha wow
  • dorian: I'm a bad person
  • dorian: this sucks better go kill myself tbh
  • Dorian: [stabs painting n dies]
  • police: wtf this is gross
  • ~FIN~


Ok, ok, so we’ve got EVERYTHING canon up until Ludo has both Toffee and Star inside him, you know, this?

What if, ok, and I know this isn’t technically supported and I’m not entirely how to work out the logistics, but imagine if… in this option… Toffee regenerates just like he did, coughing out Ludo… and just as promised, this time, he does keep Star alive. They’re not sure what he means, where is she?

… She’s still inside Ludo

But the magic well has split in half now that Toffee left the wand; the wand goo is now half golden and half Toffee, representing all the magic in the universe; it’s suddenly half and half; it’s up to Star.. and Ludo… technically, to overthrow Toffee’s control on that half of the magic.

The AU now gives me a chance to mother hen all over Ludo, a story opportunity for both Ludo and Star, and keeping Toffee as the main villain;  the AU has a purpose. Fix the magic and end Toffee.

But mostly, it’d be shenanigans.

Star is only able to keep control of the body half of the time, and under the general realization that Ludo is suddenly, by proxy, being made into the beloved Prince(ss) of Mewni who everyone has to deal with because half of him is their beloved Princess Star Butterfly… he’s ok with this! He has adoring subjects now! And a wand-partner! And magic lessons! And a mother and father figure!

(Moon is a mothering type, River is VERY CONFUSED by this development and is trying his very best but WHY IS THIS HAPPENING!?)

Star can stay in charge for a day, more if she stays dormant for a while, but she’s found Glossaryck in the goo, and built herself a weird magical goo hut type thing (her words) so she’s going to work with this, because it’s better than being dead! Star is the MASTER of looking on the bright side of life.

Marco does not know what he’s going to do now with his best friend (and the girl who has a crush on him and he has confusing feelings for) who is now the monster he’s been fighting for like a year, and soon after a month they figure out what’s going on, because Toffee no longer has the wand in him, he doesn’t have the power, along with how he’s on Mewni, now it’s safer back on Earth. 

So it ends up with Star back in school and since she’s only able to come out every day, and Ludo never got a formal education, what the hell, they can’t reject Star from the school; they kept Ms. Skullnick and she’s literally a troll. Along with another trunk of gold and suddenly now everyone’s dealing with Ludo in school.

Brittney and Ludo become BFFs again (in reference to ‘Brittney’s Party’) and Starfan13 starts dressing in corn bags (must always look the part) and Ludo attaches onto her too.

And then you add in the Diaz’s, who are 1000% chill, they’re ok with this, it’s cool, they have no problem with this. They’re legit almost incapable of being thrown off. It’s just ‘ok, Star is now the monster she fought who is also now Star’ and they’re ok once it’s been explained. Seriously, the Diaz’s are supernaturally chill I love them.

Dennis finds his brother because the second he heard that his brother took over Butterfly Castle, he set out to find him, and refused to leave. Now that they’ve rebuilt Star’s extra home addition (which now has a side for Ludo), Dennis refuses to leave and now lives with Ludo, and so do Bird and Spider, who all follow Ludo/Star around everywhere they go like a little flock because Dennis doesn’t want to lose his big brother again and Bird and Spider are too attached to their master. Rafael and Angie are fine with this as long as Star is.

Everything is super weird and they’re all dealing with it, Glossaryck possesses Ludo’s body to write down the spellbook and attend High Commission meetings (the wellsprings flow with Star’s magic, not Toffee’s). Life goes on in weird ways as slice of life continues awkwardly, sometimes Ludo wakes up in a pretty pink dress because Star forgot to get out of it before bed and he has to admit he looks good in it, but overall, everything’s… well, it’s different, but the same?… It’s definitely different. But not necessarily bad.

Meanwhile, Toffee continues his plans for revenge, slinking in the background and waiting for the chance to strike, not sure why this didn’t turn out as he had planned for it to…

no this AU isn’t just an excuse to let Ludo be happy and healthy and have a family, it’s totally a legit idea!… 

But also Ludo gets a happy ending as a bonus


anonymous asked:

Hey! I'm not sure if you've ever addressed this or not (cause I haven't been on tumblr very long) but what are your thoughts on how Keith knew that Pidge was a girl? I think about that a lot, but I wondered how you viewed or how you think he figured it out. (LOVE your art by the way!! :))

I think I’m gonna write a short one shot about this, I’m intrigued as well but I think it went like in this fic wrote :

“Curious case of Pidge Gunderson”

Keith walked towards his room. He was tired and sweaty after another exercise with the team on training deck. Allura didn’t get him a chance to even rest for a second, but nobody can’t blame her being desperate to finally form Voltron, the only hope Universe has at this moment. Boy walked to his room, opening closet searching for towels and some clothes to change after a shower he is planning to get.

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It’s All In The Expression (Modern AU)

Originally posted by soracormac

Requested by: @superwholockstringpuller

“You play Double Bass/Cello and I play 1st chair Violin and we keep making eye contact and damn your super cute. For Shay 😁”

Pairing: Shay Cormac x reader

Word Count: 1,568

Note: I could’ve done this so much better that this but, due to the lack of inspiration at the moment, this is what my potato of a brain came up with. I hope you like it, Tess! :’)

I’m late again, damn it.

You cursed yourself as you struggled between holding your heavy violin case, your bag and your water bottle as you ran down the hallways of your school. But, alas, you were used to doing such things due to your terrible ability to keep track of time. No matter what you did, it seemed that luck was never going to be on your side when it came to being early for once. In fact, you held quite the reputation for being tardy.

The door to your classroom was in the process of being closed, you could see it. The teacher, Mr Gist, even stuck his head out to look around for any stray students who had yet to arrive—you being the only one, no doubt. You wanted to call out to him, but you weren’t one for making a scene in a quiet hallway, and so you sped up, hoping to catch him before he went back inside. You sighed in relief when he pulled the door open again, giving you a look of surprise when you practically slid along the shiny floors in an attempt to slow down. He must have heard your footsteps.

“Ah, Y/N! Just in time, kid!” He greeted in that comical voice of his, making you smile in return.

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letaliabane  asked:

OMG YOU ARE MY QUEEN! I LOVED THAT MARK SCENARIO! Can I please have a scenario where this time its Jaebum (I know i'm such a cheater, sorry mark!) Where your insecure and he comforts you somehow? Hopefully that makes sense! all the love xx

Originally posted by magiccastles

He Thinks You’re Beautiful

Yay for Im Jaebum requests! And I’m so glad you enjoyed the Mark scenario! Hope you enjoy! xoxo

Pairing: Im Jaebum (JB from GOT7) x Reader


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the-boy-whocriedwolf-deactivate  asked:

hiiii, i love your fics so much, and i heard you were taking requests again and i was super excited, so yh! if you havent had your fill of prompts yet id really really love some good old fashioned davejohn cliche as hell fluff. like maybe just a memory of some point when they were practicing kissing eachother, you know, for the future with someone else, and they have genuinely no idea how homo it is, but its a fond memory and its super coma-inducing, tooth rottingly sweet and fluffy? thanks! <3

A/N: I don’t write cliché often enough and sometimes it’s a lot of fun to just do something like this, thank you for the prompt! I hope the direction I took it in is okay, it veered slightly off from the prompt ; u ;…

John and Dave are 17, and have recounted said fuzzy memory! This is what happens next.

Who convinced who and where the idea even came from was long since lost to the hazy annals of history, but if pressed for an answer John would explain very sincerely that it was all Dave’s doing and Dave would manage to insist- somewhere between the waterfall of words- that it was John, okay, it was John, everything was always John.

If this had been a world where somehow someone could pass back through time and check, perhaps Dave would have found his memories were the sharper of the two.

This wasn’t that world, however.

“It was you.”

“It wasn’t me!”

The red had spread fast over Dave’s face, finally hitting his ears and dying them dark. That rapid denial had been a little too loud, too emphatic, and John was grinning at him in that one way that meant his life was about to become hell and somehow he was going to be fine with that as long as it came from John. He ducked his head back down, burying his mouth into the collar of his hoodie and groaning softly into the muffling fabric as he did his best to ignore the snort and giggle beside him, even more ridiculous in John’s broken voice than it had been high-pitched and squeaked.

“Okay, sure, whatever.” John stretched and leaned back on the bed, swinging his legs again to drum a beat against the wooden frame. “You were totally into it, though.”

“I- It was practise makes perfect or whatever, what’s the point giving half-assing a learning experience you thought was offered genuinely as a bro-to-bro sign of trust and affection for the benefit of the future babe you’ll sweep off their feet with those same skills you honed in a bedroom under a blanket with the one other person in the world who thought practise kisses are even an actual real thing and not just an excuse to mack on a crush you’re too young to work out you have.” John opened his mouth and Dave beat him to the punch, continuing too fast to be interrupted- “Not that I had one! Not that I’m saying that about me I’m implying that about you because you’re the one who started it and you can blame me all you want but that shit don’t fly when I specifically recall you convincing me that us mashing mouths was the straightest thing any two dudes have ever done in each others company since the last time your Dad and my Bro discussed sports neither of them watch while downing cheap cans of store-brand beer.

“I didn’t think your Bro was straight.”

He’s not, John.” Dave groaned. “Do you see what I’m maybe saying with that comparison there, do you grasp what I might possibly be implying?”

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The Closest Thing to Godliness


It all starts with Dean really needing to think about what he says before he comes.

It’s their first night off in what seems like forever, so he and Sam have treated themselves to a not-entirely-too-shabby motel. Dean is soaking in the bath, with the bathroom door locked and a hand firmly on his junk. He figures this is all the luxury he’s likely to get for the next, oh, forever, so he pulls out his most secret of secret fantasies.

The angel of the Lord who, as he grips himself tight, is all set to save him from frustration.

‘Holy f-’ he gasps, biting his lip. This’ll be the first orgasm he’s had in a fortnight and he’s dying for it. Sam’s in the next room though so he’s gotta be quiet, biting his lip through a filthy litany of fantasy-induced mumbling. He whimpers ’gnuh come, Cas’ closing his eyes tight shut.

And with a flutter of all-too-familiar wings, the angel appears by his side.

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When Your Friends Know Shady People
  • Co-host: *knocks at door*
  • Cameraman: Ugh, yeah?
  • Co-host: Are you okay? You look like garbage.
  • Cameraman: I got really high and stumbled through the woods all night. What about you?
  • Co-host: ...I did something terrible. *trembles*
  • Cameraman: Yo, come in and relax a bit.
  • *in the living room*
  • Cameraman: Coffee?
  • Co-host: No.
  • Cameraman: Let me guess, you had a fight with her. *sips coffee*
  • Co-host: I killed her.
  • Cameraman: *spits out coffee* You what!?
  • Co-host: It wasn't her, though. It was her double. But, she acted just like her. She came over and we got into an argument. I got so upset and I lost my temper. I blacked out, and the next thing I remember is stabbing her again and again. I decapitated her, but she just kept growing back. *breaks down into tears*
  • Co-host: I thought it was her! I thought I was really killing her! I didn't even feel anything while I did it. If anything, it was like I was just letting off steam. Am I a bad person?
  • Cameraman: ...
  • Co-host: I need you to help me! She's still there. Tons of her. They just keep growing and I don't know what to do. *sobs*
  • Cameraman: I don't know what you think I can do about this.
  • Co-host: It looks like a living crime scene in my apartment! There's blood everywhere! Body parts are crawling around the place and more keep growing! It's a nightmare! You know people! You can fix this, right!?
  • Cameraman: Yeah, I "know people", but I don't think any of them want to deal with this Twilight Zone shit.
  • Co-host: Please, I don't know what to do. I don't want to go to jail... I don't want her finding out.
  • Cameraman: *sighs* Alright, I'll try to find someone who can do something about this. Just stay here and calm down in the meantime.
  • *later at the apartment complex*
  • Cleaner: *wearing a hazmat suit, breathing heavily* THIS IS PLACE?
  • Cameraman: Yeah, this is it. I don't know what it looks like inside. She told me some pretty crazy shit, though. I hope it's not too much.
  • Cleaner: *opens apartment door*
  • *blood spills out room*
  • Flesh Things: Helen. Why did you hurt me. I'm sorry. I love you. Mark? Help me. It hurts. Why? I'm so sorry. Forgive me. Wanna fuck? AAAUGH!
  • Cameraman: Jesus fuck! *runs off to vomit*
  • Cameraman: *listens to strange sounds coming from apartment for an hour*
  • Landlady: Excuse me.
  • Cameraman: Oh, hello.
  • Landlady: I got complaints of a junkie loitering around the hallway. What are you doing here?
  • Cameraman: Me? I'm just waiting for a friend.
  • Landlady: Are you friends with the strange girl who lives in this apartment?
  • Cameraman: Yeah.
  • Landlady: Good, tell her that all of her candles are stinking up the place. I'm very open about running cheap, terrible apartments. In fact, I'm proud of it. The walls here are paper thin, and the scent of lilac candles seep through everything. Tell her to knock it off or I'll evict her.
  • Cameraman: Uh, sure thing, ma'am.
  • Landlady: Now get the fuck out of my hallway before I call the police.
  • Cameraman: *leans on wall outside*
  • Cameraman: Alright! Cool, that's no problem, dude. *gets nervous* But, uhh, about your payment. I'm kind of broke now... so.
  • Cleaner: HAHAHAHA! *forcefully pats cameraman on back*
  • Cameraman: *goes flying into a garbage can*
  • Cameraman: Fuck! I can't stand up, dude! I think you broke my back, dude! FUCK!
  • Cleaner: *walks off*
  • Puppy: *growls and barks at cleaner*
  • Lady: Whoa, calm down there! *scoops puppy off the ground*
  • Lady: Sorry, my doggo usually doesn't get so upset with strangers.
  • Cleaner: *glares at puppy*
  • Puppy: *violently gnashes at cleaner*
  • Lady: Doggo, what's your issue?
  • Lady: Sorry, sorry! He's just a puppy!
  • Cleaner: IS NO PUPPY. SIMPLY A NEUTERED MONSTER. I SHALL BE TAKING MY LEAVE NOW. *gets into car with a mysterious woman and drives off*
  • Puppy: *growls*
  • Lady: Jesus, doggo. You're not acting like yourself. What's wrong?
  • Puppy: *wan* *wan*! *licks lady's face*
  • Lady: Hehe, that's more like it!

anonymous asked:

1) I was on nike's website in Korean, trying to look for the shoes because I wanted to see what the description of the shoes would say. So when I translated it (using google translate I know it's not that accurate but it's the best I got) The website didn't mention anything about lgbt or even the name being "betrue" (obviously they wouldn't mention it) So now I'm really wondering if Baekhyun knew when he bought the shoes that he would be supporting lgbt,

2) I really want to think he knows but what if he just bought them because he thinks the shoes where cool and the color was nice, the website said the shoes where sold out so they must be popular in korea. Tbh I think he knows what he is supporting, but what if he doesn’t, just something I was thinking about and wanted your opinion on it.(The Chanbaek expert, btw I love your blog keep supporting Chanbaek)

Hiya~ Actually I discussed this with my sibling. My sibling had asked me the same thing. What if Baekhyun had just bought the shoes because they looked nice? Not because he supported lgbt. I mean the shoes are very nice looking but I’m pretty sure he knew what he was getting into. Because before you buy a pair of shoes you look at all of it right? So you can see all the aspects of it before you are satisfied enough to buy it. And on the website it gives you several angles of the shoes and one of them shoes the insides

(I’m sure they studied enough english to be able to read this) 

And look it says be true, so I’m sure he must’ve saw it, and come on, there’s rainbow everywhere on it and it’s very well known that rainbow is a sign of lgbt. 

Also these shoes are from a special collection #betrue (which is for supporting lgbt) and every shoe gives a description and the description says that the #BETRUE collection celebrates the LGBT community and I’m sure that the korean website says that too. 

So I really do think that Baekhyun knew what this shoe meant when he bought it, all the signs are there, it’s under a certain collection (for LGBT) and the visual obviously shows it too (pretty rainbows man)

But there may be some of you who are saying “well even if he knew all that he still probably just bought it because it looked nice.”

This is a totally biased opinion but I think it’s kind of well, wrong to buy something that celebrates/supports a certain thing when you don’t support yourself but just want to look nice. These shoes were dedicated to celebrate the LGBT community so if you don’t support LGBT why in the world would you buy something that symbolizes that you do? For example, let’s say you support animal rights but there’s this rad looking shirts but it says something like, animal rights are stupid, but it looks really awesome. Would you buy it? I know I wouldn’t.

Also Baekhyun’s obviously smart enough to figure out what this is for as well. So I think he is a supporter of the LGBT community and this is his way of showing it.

But that’s my opinion~

(*salutes* yes sir/ma’am I will always love and believe in Chanbaek no matter what!)