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Dark god AU Part 1

Lincoln couldn’t believe his facking eyes.

Like a scene straight out of a movie, the moment he was summoned, the world seemed to get darker. They were just standing on a rocky cliff, the sun high above them as gentle ocean waves crashed against the rocky shore below. Now, grey and heavy storm clouds rolled out of nowhere and blanketed the sky, hiding the sun and threatening to send a cascade of rain atop their heads. The once gentle ocean now churned and crashed against the cliff side so hard, Lincoln was sure that it was trying to bring the entire rock face and them with it down to the bottom of the sea. Somewhere along the sea horizon, thunder rolled.

And there he was. Standing tall and menacing before them, surrounded by a thick, neon green mist that circled around his calves. His eyes piercing the dark like two cursed emeralds, dangerous and threatening, and even though all his instincts told him to look away and bolt like a wee barra into his mother’s skirts, Lincoln couldn’t help but stare back into them.

He was staring into the eyes of a god. The god. The god he had been warned to never be in contact with. The god that had more rumors spread about him than legends. The god that even the other gods, his own father included, never talked about.

The god that had been lost for generations, was standing right before his very eyes. Glowing, practically overflowing with unused ancient energy that seemed to course and surge around him like green venomous lightning.

All because some fourteen year old girl called him a Seaweed Brain.

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anonymous asked:

Sensually peel Lemon. Kiss the shades. Insert a straw. Suck the liquid: lemon blood. Get a knife and smile like the sadist you are.

@lemoninasin

i was literally just thinking to myself earlier, ‘i wonder if lemon blood is coming back tonight’ and i’m so pleased that you did. 

oh man

i have actually organized my living room

now i just need to get my sofa in here and assembled (which should be happening tomorrow evening) and to get an hdtv (which i will be doing later this week) and connect up all my gaming systems and i am good to go

oh yeah, and put up posters and stuff, but that can happen pretty much any time

Performances:

“The World Was Wide Enough” (rewrite from Hamilton) – Lin-Manuel Miranda & Renée Elise Goldsberry

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SEND HELP!!!

(x, x)

((Mun Sacha: Holy shit!!!

It’s fuckin windy over here i'ma fuckin die tonight or some shit,,,, like omg,,, it’s literally shaking a whole grown ass tree i’m scared shitless that somethings gonna fly though my window to kill me or maybe tornado attack!! Fuck,, gotta carry all my manga and all my games, anime, cat, wolfie, blankie, and the shizz i got from family and friends that’s sentimental,,,
Pfft~ not ready for snownado bro but i’ll tell you what, theres a storm brewin in my stomach and i think i’m getting sick or something,,, maybe kuz i haven’t barely drank any damn water sense Friday,, hmm…well whatever,, hope i don’t die,,, or something,, bye.))

The Hobbit: Battle Of The Five Armies

Strangeness & Charm (24/24)

Killian Jones is a pirate captain down on his luck after a falling out with the Evil Queen. Emma Swan just found out she is the Savior. Their shared goals bring them on an epic quest to liberate the kingdom once and for all. It’s a lot easier said than done.

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18  | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23  [All chapters chronologically]

AO3 & FF.Net

“So, let me get this straight,” Emma starts, still trying to digest all the information that was just thrown at her. Killian’s hand is still a steady weight in hers. They’re still standing in the dungeons. “You managed to convince a hoard of Regina’s knights to turn over to our side?”

“Well, it was more of a -”

“Convincing them not to kill us,” David finishes Killian’s sentence with a self-aware shrug. “It’s going to be a mess to figure out, but it beat them getting down in the dungeons and distracting you and Merlin from Regina.”

“Or killing us,” Guinevere adds helpfully. “That would have been much worse. Killian might have saved all of our lives.”

Emma can only gape, trying to picture the scene and failing. Killian has always been good with speeches - the night he told her he loved her is still burned into her mind, it’s as much of a steady source of strength as he promised to be - but the fact that he miraculously managed to prevent dozens of guards from going at his throat with the sheer power of his accent and her parents’ input is a little much to swallow. She turns her head to look at Killian, but his eyes are on his shoes and the tips of his ears are a familiar shade of embarrassed red.

The story is still strange.

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