if anyone has thought of this one let me know

Okay I know we always go on about Marvel’s uncanny casting ability. 

But if you thought they were the only ones, let me draw your attention to this man:

Viggo Mortensen, aka Aragorn son of Arathorn, aka Sexiest Ranger in Middle Earth

  • would hike, often for more than a day, to remote filming locations, in costume, for the sake of authenticity
  • was the best swordsman Bob Anderson (swordsmaster/instructor for LotR, Pirates of the Caribbean, etc) says he has ever trained
  • occasionally writes poetry (more book!canon than film!canon but um hello)
  • does all his own stunts
  • lived all over and speaks about 23940209384 languages
  • you know that scene at the end of Fellowship when he’s fighting the Uruk-hai? And one throws a dagger at him and he hits it away with his sword? Yeah, the guy who threw it was supposed to miss, but accidentally threw it directly at Viggo. Who just casually Aragorned and hit it away. 

They actually cast Aragorn to play Aragorn

The Wrong Strain by @colubrina — (Dramione, Rated T)  Everyone knew what veela were. Veela were magical creatures, breathtakingly beautiful, who captivated men with a single look. It would have been nice to have been that strain. Instead, Hermione Granger was infected by another. Instead of captivating all men, she was captivated by one. She’d die without him. She was already in almost constant pain.

“It’s really very unflattering that you thought I’d let you die.”


Anyone that has followed my tumblr or my fic rec list (or has happened upon some reviews I’ve left) knows that I love Colubrina’s work like Oliver Wood loves Quidditch. My ric rec is speckled with her stories like a Jackson Pollock painting. But The Wrong Strain is something completely different. The closest thing I can compare it to is another of her stories, Fairy Stone, which devastated me. The Wrong Strain, likewise, has me broken and breathless in the best way possible.

We’ve all read a veela trope, but Colubrina takes what we know and tears it to pieces and reconstructs it into a new creature: literally. Cursed to be a veela like a disease, Hermione needs Draco now to survive. Not only that, but without him, she is in constant pain, and the touch of anyone else is agony. His mere presence alleviates her symptoms with relief that is far too close to home for me. Anyone who suffers from any painful affliction (physical, mental, or emotional) will read The Wrong Strain and immediately identify with Hermione emotionally. 

There’s not a single chapter that doesn’t leave me with a hand to my chest. At the end of every update, I have this moment where I finish reading the last word, and I just exhale in this “Oh my God” kind of moment. The Wrong Strain gives me the same feelings that I got the first time I read Pablo Neruda or when I saw Sara Barreilles live. Like the words just shoot right through your chest like a gust of wind, knocking the air from your lungs and leaving you with this “Someone gets it” kind of feeling.

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Here is my cosplay of Glory from Shadowrun: Dragonfall! Man, this cosplay was so fun to make. First time building armor like this and I’m so pleased with how it turned out! These beautiful pictures were taken by my boyfriend at Otakon 2015; which was a blast even though I didn’t get to wear her for very long because my arms got tired. It may not be too apparent in these photos, but there are lights in the arms! Not canon, but I thought it would look cooler. Only one person recognized me but I was glad that somebody did! If anyone has any other pictures of me let me know. (:

idk if anyone pointed this out yet but

In Ch90 Eren has a memory-flashback, right? Where Grisha is talking to Frieda. And he says this:

I mean it’s been hardly any time at all and he just casually throws “my children” out there. As controversial and confusing as Grisha sometimes is, I just thought this was a nice little detail that’s not nearly as throwaway as it initially seems. Grisha 100% viewed Mikasa as one of his children. I wonder if Eren tells her this. I think she would be touched to know it.

Where Soul Meets Body- 5

Summary: Soulmate AU. Some people went their entire lives without ever meeting their soulmates. You were one of the lucky ones, to have found and fallen in love with the owner of the initials tattooed on your hip. When your soulmate’s best friend struggles to deal with a tragedy in his own life, you discover that you might not have been as lucky as you thought.

Steve Rogers x Reader; Bucky Barnes x Reader (Not MMF)

Warnings: (Series, not specifically this chapter: bad language, unprotected sex, drinking/alcoholism, drug use, violence, references to death, mutilation and trauma, maybe more.)

Words: 1481

Author’s Note: Holy crap guys it’s been a while for this one. I don’t actually know if anyone is still reading (HA) But I’ll go ahead and keep updating as I can. I’ve written another part to be posted soon, hopefully my brain will cooperate and let me finish this damn story. ALSO ITS BUCKY’S BIRTHDAY SO HERE HAVE THIS.
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Master   Part 4

Originally posted by esgaroths

Winter in New York was not always beautiful. The snow began to melt into slush, turning the streets black and slick, and the closer it got to Christmas, the worse it got. The streets glazed over with ice, and you and Bucky had started taking your coffee dates in the warmth of your own kitchen. Steve had taken to going to the gym rather than freeze or risk slipping on ice and breaking something, and this particular morning was no exception.

Bucky groaned as you grasped his hand, yanking him forward and toward yet another store. He should have known better, the second you asked him to come shopping, that he would be reduced to little more than your bag carrier. His arms were weighed down with the things you’d gotten for Steve- and for him, although he was terribly oblivious to the fact.

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Shield Me, Part 2/?

Title: Shield Me (Part 2/?)
Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Characters: Steve, Tony, Natasha, Clint, Sam, Bucky, Reader
Warnings: Mentions of rape, violence, automobile accidents, fluff!
Words: 1698
Summary: Reader has a shielding power that’s relatively new. The team teaches her to develop her powers, fluffiness ensues with Bucky!

A/N: I’m still very new at writing; this is only my second fic. Please be kind! I’m too new to know anyone, but if you want to be on a tag list, just let me know.


The hanger lights came on one by one as Y/N and the team walked in. Tony, in the lead, pointed to Steve’s motorcycle and said, “Can you lift that?”

“I thought we were coming here to NOT damage important things?” Steve mumbled.

“Sacrifice for the team, Cap.”

Y/N paused, “Even I know not to mess with Captain America’s bike. How about one of the others?”

Tony shrugged, “If you insist.”

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Neil Degrasse Tyson’s quote on A7X ‘Exist’

Okay, I’ve been trying to piece together the quote/monologue at the end of Avenged Sevenfold’s new album, The Stage, on the song ‘Exist’ by Neil Degrasse Tyson. It’s a monologue made up from quotes from his ‘Cosmic Perspective’ talk from Hayden Planetarium. There’s a few bits I’m unsure on, so if anyone has the correct wording, please tell me!

Here it is:

We have one collective pulse; The Earth. And yet uncounted people remain homeless. Famine and calamity abound. . Sufferers hurl themselves into the arms of war. People kill and get killed in the name of someone elses concept of God. Dare we admit that our thoughts and behaviors spring from a belief that the world revolves around us? Each fabricated conflict, self murdering bond, vanished airplane. Every fictionalized dictator, biased Cartesian and wayward son. Part the curtains of society’s racial, ethnic, religious, national and cultural conflicts? and you find the human ego turning the knobs and pulling the levers.

When I track the orbits of asteroids, comets, and planets, each one a pirouetting dancer in a cosmic ballet, choreographed by the forces of gravity, I see beyond the plight of humans. I see a universe ever expanding, with it’s galaxies embedded within the ever-stretching, four-dimensional fabric of space and time. However big our world is —in our hearts, our minds, and our out-sized atlases? The universe is even bigger.

There are more stars in the universe than grains of sand on the world’s beaches. More stars in the universe than seconds of time that have passed since Earth formed. More stars than words and sounds ever uttered by all the humans who have ever lived. The day we cease exploration of the cosmos? Is the day we threaten the continuous of our species. In that bleak world, arms-bearing, resource-hungry people and nations would be prone to act on their “low contracted prejudices.” And would have seen the last gasp of human enlightenment—until the rise of a visionary new culture once again embraces the cosmic perspective. A perspective in which we are one. Fitting neither above, nor below. But within.

~ Neil Degrasse Tyson - Exist (Avenged Sevenfold)

starry-ace  asked:

I started dating this girl 2 weeks ago and today she planed something for us a month in advance. I never plan things in advance bc I'm always afraid the other person will find out that I'm strange or hate me by the time the thing comes around. I know she likes me. She tells/shows me every day but part of me always things she'll break up w me any second. How do I not let my anxiety get in the way of this really great thing?

Hi hun, so I totally know how you feel! I feel like this with a lot of my relationships! I don’t know how to really combat this type of thought, but one thing I do is screenshot a lot of my messages and keep letters and stuff and return and read them again when I’m feeling anxious about whether they still like and love me, maybe that’s something you could look at doing.. if anyone else has any other suggestions please comment or send them through!

I’ve also got this really cool idea you could possibly do for her to show her how much you love her (she’ll really appreciate it, I promise!) 

it’s an ‘open letter’ project, where you write nice things inside that she can open to remind herself that you love her (it would actually also be cool if she did a set for you - maybe talk about this?)

Here’s some links to ideas about what to put on the envelopes:

anonymous asked:

Poor Prompto and Noctis though getting absolutely wrecked by human dick, because it's just so much firmer and lasts so much longer than any merperson (that they've been told), and never want to go back again. And gladio and ignis getting oddly protective of this horny kidnappers, because what if they develop too much of a trust in humans in general? They'd be hunted and captured for sure.

*whistles* Let me see…I have a thought

Everyone knows someone who knows someone whose had sex with a human. It’s like *the* urban legend of the underwater world, and while no one knows anyone who has done it personally everyone is sure their cousin’s best friend’s auntie has done it!

Why else would the rumors be the same among the shark clans, the whale clans, and even the fish clans? Everyone talks about how humans last longer, their junk is strange and different, they’re always curious and down for anything. Scaleless, smooth skinned all over, with hair in odd places, strange split tails- everyone knows all about humans long before they’re of age to actually peek at the surface to see boats and crowds of humans on beaches.

The other rumor is that the reason no one knows anyone whose actually fucked a human is because no one ever comes back. There were theories on why: mating with a human made your tail split, the sex was just so good no one wanted to come back, the shame was so great they all fled off to join new clans.

Noctis had been pretty sure it was all nonsense but somewhere between one orgasm and the next he starts to consider that maybe there was a little truth to each of those rumors.

Ao3 is down (as expected)

@anaveragegirl15 I wrote a response to your comments on The latest chapter of Permission to Flourish but by the time I finished it the site was down for maintenance. Lol. Sucks!! Anyway, response opted below so I don’t lose it all.


~~When I wrote that line I really had to think about it before I committed to it. Had he really never been loved by anyone? And the truth is…there’s no evidence that he has and I found that stark and sad. And I know that people who feel unloveable are the ones that have the hardest time letting themselves be loved, even though, in theory, we waste away without it.

Honestly when I wrote Naomi I had NO IDEA where I was going with that – I just know that she was such a vivid character to me. And when her story poured out onto the page I thought, “Oh! She’s Kara. She’s lost everything she loved and she was afraid to love again even though there was a wonderful man offering his heart to her. She was so afraid of loving him and then losing him.” So even though there are a lot of parallels between Naomi and Michael, I think it takes this conversation for him to begin to realize that Kara was Bulletproof long before he made himself so. And that maybe he’s beginning to accept that if she can peel away her hardest layers, maybe he should too.~~~

Innuendo Bingo//Joe Sugg

Requested by anon:

Hi :) Could you write one where y/n and Joe are filming the innuendo bingo thing for his channel and they have a really fun time, and afterward he admits that he likes y/n? Thank you xxx

Hey, I’m really sorry for the wait, along with anyone who has sent me a request, as I have quite a few. But just keep ‘em coming. Sure this is a great idea, hopefully this is what you had in mind. Feel free to let me know what you thought.


“Hello everyone, so today I’m joined with..” Joe introduced his video, and pointed at you, grinning down the lens. “Y/F/N” You exclaimed, giving the camera a little wave. “So as you may have already guessed from our set up, we are playing 'Youtuber Innuendo Bingo’.” He explained, motioning around at the bottles of water, and waterproof sheets on the furniture. “How do you feel about this Y/N?" He asked.

"Terrible!” You answered truthfully, and he laughed at you.

“So I’ll let you explain what it is.” He said, giving you a nod.

“Innuendo bingo is a game invented by Scott Mills, in which you have to fill your mouth with water, and listen to a clip that may sound a little bit dirty, by accident of course, and try not to spit it all over the other person. I will tell you now, I laugh at everything! So Joe you’re in for a good old soaking.”

“Thanks Y/N.”

And without further a-due, you began the video.

“Why are you so scared?”

“Because I don’t know what’s under your towel.”

“I don’t know what’d under yours either, but it can’t be that bad.”

You heard Zoe and Louise’s voices play through the speaker, and managed not to spit too much, just a little trickle. Joe somehow managed to hold it in all together.

“Why is yours so much bigger than mine?”

“Because yours is a bit limp, and mine’s super long. Maybe we should put ours together.”

You heard your voice, followed by Jim’s in the second clip, and you already had the giggles. You were trying so hard to hold it in, and you must have been pulling a strange face, as Joe spat his water out all over you, making you jump at the sudden cold, and spit yours out in shock. “Oh my god!” You exclaimed, as you shook from the cold. “Your face was too much, I couldn’t hold it in.”

You then spat out the gulp of water that you were just consuming after Joe said this. “That sounds like an innuendo.” You said, through chocked laughs.

You were sure that you’d never had so much fun making a video, and as you made it, you couldn’t help but feel that you and Joe were becoming closer, and maybe now, you liked him more than just a friend.

By the end of the video, both of you were soaked. Your hair was drenched from roots to tip, and you had mascara running down your face from the water and from cry laughing. Joe was just as bad, and had too cry laughed, and was now complaining about his wet ball bag.

“Alright well that’s it for this week. I hope you enjoyed this video and if you did, please give it a thumbs up, and go and subscribe to Y/N’s channel because she makes amazing videos and I love her.” Even hearing him say that in such a friendly way, made your heart skip a beat. “Aw thanks Joe. Do you really?” You asked, pretending to cry with happiness.

“No.” He joked, and finished the outro, before he turned off the camera.

You shivered slightly from your cold wet clothes. “Hey Joe?”

“Hmm.” He hummed in response, whilst removing his wet t-shirt. You tried hard now to stare, but couldn’t stop yourself. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” He joked, giving you a lopsided grin.

You snapped out of it and diverted your eyes back to his face. “Sorry.” You said, and blushed a deep crimson, before dropping your head in embarrassment.

“Hey don’t be sorry, it’s cute.” He encouraged, as he placed a finger under your chin, and lifted your head. You were pretty sure he could hear your heart pounding. “Wait here.” He said, before disappearing up the stairs. He came back down a minute later with a towel, a pair of joggers (sweats), and a t-shirt under his arm, and passed them to you. “Figured you might wanna get changed.” You nodded, speechless, and walked into his bathroom, before drying off and changing into the clothes he’d given you. You walked out minutes later, to see him leaned up against a wall looking at you.

“I like it, you in my stuff.” He smiled taking a step closer.

“Do you know what else I like?” He questioned. You couldn’t answer, just shook your head no. “You.” He whispered. He gently ran his thumb along your lips, as if asking for your consent, you gave a brief nod, and he pressed his lips to yours ever so gently. You took one hand in his, holding it down by your legs, and the other rested on his shoulder, his other still on your cheek.

Who would have thought that Innuendo Bingo could lead to a relationship?

 

A/N: Thanks for reading, I’m still accepting requests, I just hope you guys don’t mind that it may take some time.

   Like most of the Internet I really enjoyed Undertale and have wanted make it a poster for a while. I wanted to go full out but then I really thought about. It’s a stunning game, but it always keeps it simple, so that’s what I tried to do here. If you guys would want one with me going balls to the wall let me know!

   OH, for the people who haven’t played Undertale yet…. Please take your time and don’t let anyone pressure you. I’ve seen and know others who have been getting savagely attacked by people to go and play this game. It shouldn’t be like that. Undertale should be played by everyone who has an interest but shouldn’t be given to people as a chore to do.

   Hope you like this guys!

Alright, so i think i’ve narrowed down my options (sorta?) I have some Art Prompts and some Writting Prompts, Lets me know which one sounds better and I’ll try it! (Note: I’m not a writter. I just wanted to try it, so if I do and it’s bad im so sorry) So here are some of the Prompts;

Art Prompts/Ideas; 

Fem. Boy’s, Visual Music, (obiously more) Fan Art.

Writing Prompts/Ideas;

 Peaceful Moments, Commotion/Chaos, Catus (just trust me there, lol)

Or, If anyone has any better ideas I’ll try it!~

(Note pt. 2: I dont think im good enough to write AU’s or anything, sorry v-v’)

Debating on making a fandom blog? This one has kinda turned into a Logan one and I’m honestly surprised I haven’t lost followers yet. Not sure if anyone who follows me would even be interested. Kinda just throwing the idea out there. I also want to get back into writing since @reignoftheinfernalqueen said something about wanting to read my writing so that may turn into a writing blog as well. Not sure yet, nor even sure if it would gain followers…? 

Hey everybody.

I still can’t believe this is happening, but I got into graduate school for Counseling not too long ago. Now that I’ve actually registered for classes, it feels real. I start in August and my concentration is going to be Clinical Mental Health. How I made it to this point was partially because of self-care posters.

When I thought about what I wanted to do with my life after I decided to leave my previous profession, I thought of this project a lot. I made the posters to help myself and maybe others who were in the same boat: dealing with depression. Mental health has been on my mind for years and doing it as a career just makes sense.

I’m going to need extra money for textbooks and whatnot. I’ve been thinking about several different things - selling the posters is one of those things. If anyone is interested in buying a poster, let me know. Not sure how I’m going to make this happen, but it’s worth a shot, right? lol

Anyways, I love this project and I still get messages from you guys about it even though I ended it months ago. I hope you’re all doing well. I’m so excited about school and thought it would be nice to share the good news. Keep holding on <3

I thought it was about time to create a Marvel Family (in honor of this blog becoming two months old today and for you guys not telling anyone that Clint Barton runs this blog)

So, if you’d like to join my Marvel family, here’s the rules:

  • mbf Clint Barton’s blog
  • reblog this post
  • check here to see if who you have in mind isn’t taken
  • message me which Marvel character you’d like to be
  • i’ll let you know if you’ve made it :)

HAPPY CHOOSING AND WELCOME TO MY MARVEL FAMILY!

if there’s one thing anyone needs to know about me, it’s that I will never back down to someone who literally toys with people’s lives. I will never back down to someone who has pushed 5 minors to suicide attempts/suicidal thoughts.
I will NEVER be silenced when it comes to this. Why?
Because I had the same fucking thing happen to me a few years ago and I will never let another person put someone through what I went through. So go ahead, send your “army” after me. Try to beat me down.
I’m not going anywhere.

prince louis the nail painter!

i don’t know if anyone has pointed it out yet, but in this video, right at the end, you can hear someone say, “Louis, I hear you’re good at painting nails.”  And then in this video, (there’s a little time skip, but I think it follows closely on the end of the first one) you can hear people saying “there’s a first time for everything” and “they won’t know the difference.”  And then Louis is basically like “ok let me double check I don’t have to do anything else.”

so anyway, i thought that was cute

excuse the poor attempt at the banner, I did it quickly lmao.

I WANT TO TRY AND ORGANISE A NEW YEARS EVE PHANDOM MEETUP.

I don’t know if anyone else has planned one already, let me know if they have and I’ll support theirs BUTTT if not I wanna do one!

It will be on December 31st starting at 5pm and through until Midnight (new years day) GMT. 

I thought it’d be good if everyone put maybe one or two of their New Years resolutions and we can all support eachother and it would just be a lovely way to end the year! Art work, selfies, fan fic….everything is welcome! 

Let’s end 2015 together!!!!!!